Just Imagine... SeXStoRY

Just imagine… …I woke up one day and find myself blindfolded and tied up. It wasn’t a severe tying, I could move a little, but I was held fairly firmly in an X position. Silence was in the room, but I was aware of people nearby. I was naked except for a bra and some tiny panties… No sound was made, but the gentlest of hands were placed on my shoulders. I tried to see who it was, but the blindfold prevented me. Was it a man or a woman? I couldn’t tell, but the hands began a slow gentle massage of my upper body. They caressed my neck and shoulders. I was tense, but somehow the hands relaxed me I knew whoever it was would never hurt me. Slowly I began to appreciate that it doesn’t matter who is doing the massage, I simply relaxed and enjoyed the sensations. The hands drifted slowly down my body. They were now on my upper chest, gliding across the upper slopes of my breasts, before moving back up to my neck and stroking the delicate skin there. I tried to move, but the ties, soft as they were, stopped me. I was held, helpless as the hands begin their downward quest again. This time they tenderly stroked over the bra and across my breasts. I started as they do so, but the smooth soft rhythm just carries on. No words are spoken. I started to protest, but one of the hands covered my mouth - gently, but I was aware of an inner strength. The hand is removed, but only to continue the massage. I could feel my nipples arousing as the hands slid across my breasts again. The fingers just tweaked them through my bra, circling around them, making them more and more sensitive. Again I struggled against the ties, but there was no escape, I was held quite firmly as the hands drifted down the side of my body squeezing my breasts together. My ears were now attuned to the silence, and I realised there are small noises that I had not been aware of. The sound of someone breathing – more than one person. I turned your head toward the sounds but couldn’t see anything. Meanwhile those delicious hands were tracing along the side of my body. There was no rush, no sound, just the hands as they slowly slide lower and lower. I felt exposed, vulnerable, but excited too. I had talked of this with my husband, but never dreamed he would make it come true for me. Now the hands were tracing around the waistband of my panties, across my stomach. I can feel every hair on my body stand up as they drifted across my middle. I was suddenly aware of arousal. I could feel my pussy moistening and longed for the hands to stroke me there. But they drifted upwards again to my breasts again. Suddenly I felt something cold and hard on my skin. It slid up between the bra and my skin. I had a sudden apprehension, then - SNIP, I feet the scissors cut through the material and the bra just fell away. The cool air surrounded me. My nipples, already hard and proud extended even further as the hands teased them. I writhed against the ties, but there was no escape from this sweet torture. I became aware of warm breath on me. A tongue slid over and around my nipples. Then one of them was enclosed in a warm mouth. It sucked gently, then released. Then repeated on the other one. My panties are getting wet now and I tried to slide against them, but I can’t get any movement, any of the friction I needed so much. The mouth feels so soft against my skin as it slides lower and lower. It pauses at my navel, probing, before travelling downwards again. Those soft, warm, wonderful hands are now on my legs. I still don’t know if they’re male or female, but by now I didn’t care. All you want is for them to touch me, take me, make me come. A finger lazily traces over my lower lips, pressing gently into the groove through my panties. My hips rose to meet it, and I gasped as it slid over my clit. The mouth kissed my thighs, climbing higher as I bucked against the ties. A soft kiss was planted right there, right between my legs. A tongue lapped over the panties, adding its moisture to my own. Fingers slide under the panties now and slowly, oh so slowly slid up the wet groove of my cunt, before coming to rest on my clit. I was trembling now. I tried to draw up my knees and try to press down on those fingers, but they retreated as I did, leaving me needing them – so much. Again I felt the cool steel of the scissors as the cut through the soft material of my panties, first on one side then the other. The front panel now just fell away, leaving my pouting, slippery wet pussy totally on view to anyone watching. I listened more carefully now. The breathing that I heard before is louder now, faster, heavier, and definitely male. A hard penis was suddenly placed on my lips. I could tell instantly that it was my husband and I open my mouth to take him in. I let my tongue slide over him, hearing his breathing change, deepen and a soft groan escaped his lips. I started to suck on him, almost like the lips sucked on my nipples, slowly, lasciviously and tenderly. I felt him start to thrust into my mouth and tried to take him deeper, sucking, teasing. I long for my hands to be free so that I could run his prick around my lips, taste the precum, and see his face, but I have no control at all. I am totally lost now, in a lust I have never experienced. Hands reached around now and held my head close as he fucked my mouth. His thrusts speeded up as his climax approached, and I knew it wouldn’t be long. Then he withdrew and I wanted him back, oh how I wanted him back. And yet the face that presses between my thighs feels smooth and soft, like a woman’s. It’s the tongue that did the damage though, as it slid around and along my cunt, I simply didn’t care any more. And as the tip of it just rests on my clit I feel like I’m going to explode. I moved against it, pushing downwards, begging it with my body to bring me off, but again it retreats. Fingers held me, opened me fully, the air cools me slightly, and my juices drip down between my arse cheeks. A finger followed them and starts to widen my small hole, circling round and round gradually increasing in pressure. As my arse widened the finger pressed gently on the hole until it just slides inside. At first it was content to just be there. Content to let me adjust to the invader, but then it started to move within me. Deeper it went and I felt a knuckle joint slide in, then out, then back in again as the finger slowly fucked my arse. I was losing control again now, bucking against the finger, teetering on the brink of an almighty orgasm, when the mouth descended on to my clit again. The combination of the two almost too much for me, as I felt the tongue just slip across my nub again. The mouth finally closed on me and sucked at my clit, drawing it into the warmth and tickling the swollen bud. At the same time I felt the prick return to my lips. Gratefully I drew it in, deeper, deeper sucking hard now wanting it to give me it’s tribute. I feel something give and I was lost. I felt an orgasm growing, bursting like a huge unstoppable tidal wave that was breaking over my body. I arched upwards, upwards to meet this glorious wonderful tongue that was doing this to me. On and on it rushed, I want to, need to, hold the head to me, but the bonds stop me and all I could do was groan out loud and heave myself against this wonderful, beautiful tongue that is giving me this pleasure. I feel the pulses start in my husbands cock and the first jet of his sperm hits the back of my throat. He was holding me, thrusting hard into me and I was sucking, hoovering him into my mouth as deep as he has ever been. And he was just roaring his lust. Jet after jet of his come went into me. I couldn’t keep up with him and some slid out of my mouth and down my chin. Gradually his climax came to an end. I held his softening prick in place for a little while savouring it as his breathing returned to normal. Eventually the feelings die away and I relaxed. Sated, satisfied and trembling I laid back. Now surely someone would remove the blindfold. I heard the sound of soft footsteps leaving the room. Man? Woman? Who can say, but I needed to know …. I heard the sound of bells ringing far away, but getting closer all the time. Then suddenly I was awake. The alarm is going and I’m late for work. Sometimes it’s better just to dream….

The Ride of My Life SeXStoRY

The Ride It had been a little over two weeks since I had my first sexual encounter with Nicky, and I had to admit that I could not get the experience out of my head. The idea of being bisexual was very foreign to me. Not to mention crazy. Okay, I admit I had fooled around with my best friend, Lori, when I was in high school, but that was just curiosity about sex and everyone does the experimenting with sexuality in general. I mean really that’s where masturbation comes from, right? But I had never thought of myself as being labeled “Bisexual” or “a Lesbian”. Those words scared me a little bit, not to mention I was a happily married woman to a great guy. What would my sweet husband, James, have to say about all of this? I honestly thought he would be onboard, especially if he was allowed to play around too. I knew Nicky would agree to fucking him, she had already mentioned it after all. But here I was sitting at my desk staring across the room at Nicky and wondering if she was wearing any panties under her little black skirt. I kept asking myself over and over again “Does wanting her make me a bad person?” Especially since this was not how I was raised. “Oh… my… gosh”. What would my mother say if I told her I had sex with a woman? And that I liked it, maybe even loved it? Oh yeah that would be great, I am pretty sure I would be disowned. Mom would definitely freak out, probably cry and ask what she did wrong. I looked longingly over at Nicky again; she was grading papers at her desk. I wanted to walk over and ask her a question, just so I could get a smell of her perfume again, but I couldn’t think of one. She wore D’Jore, and it smelled wonderful, mostly it took me back to that afternoon in bed laying there naked with her, kissing and just touching each other. Mmmmmm… Gets me so wet just thinking about it. I snapped out of it as the bell rang releasing the k**s to their next class. Nicky and I had a planning period which made me smile, a whole 45 minutes just me and her. I was happy even if it was work. I had originally asked her to come over to my house the next day so I could see where this was going. But Nicky had declined the invitation, she had said “Oh Thank you sweety, but I can’t, besides I want you to take a few days to let this all sink in. I really like you and I don’t want to push you too far too fast.” I had assured her I was fine and just needed to explore my feelings and emotions for this. Nicky just smiled, gave me a deep kiss and said, “Lexi, listen, you are my best friend and I love you. I want you to take two weeks and if you still want to pursue this at the end, I promise you baby, I… will… be… yours.” Then she got a wicked little grin and said “Besides, just think how hot the sex will be after we have been wanting each other so badly for two whole weeks”. “I mean seriously, I may have to finger myself every night just to get to sl**p baby”. Nicky kissed me again, deeply. As our lips parted, she rested her forehead against mine. Her eyes were still closed and she looked like she was fighting some kind of internal struggle. Then she opened them and looked at me, smiled, gave my forehead a little smooch and she left. She hadn’t mentioned it since that afternoon. But today was the end of my two weeks of reflection, it was Friday and I had thought about nothing but getting her back into my bed. I also had one other thing on my mind. After we had sex, Nicky had mentioned her strap-on. I made a joke about her wanting to fuck me and her exact words were “Lexi, I am going to fuck the shit out of you, you can count on it”. Two weeks later and it still gave me goose bumps. Not to mention a deep yearning to just be fucked with reckless abandon. I liked toys and I liked Nicky, so I figured Nicky plus toys would be so awesome. My husband was a good lay, but he didn’t always last long enough. A strap-on would not have that issue! Yes I have thought about this a lot, thank you. Nicky walked across the room to my desk and said “Hey Lexi, do you have the lecture ready for the next class.” I looked at her, bit my lip a little, she was so beautiful. Then I realized I was staring and looked down and said “yeah, everything is ready to go”. “Cool” said Nicky, “so we got 45 minutes to blow”. So she sat down right beside me. “So what are you doing this weekend, do you have any plans?” she said. I looked at her slightly confused, leaned in and very quietly said “uh, I thought I was… you know, doing you this weekend, maybe? Or not, I mean if you have plans or something, then I understand” A big, stupid grin spread across her face from ear to ear. Nicky looked down kind of shyly and said “Okay, I was just checking, thought maybe you changed your mind is all; you could have decided you were straight or something.” I gave a nervous laugh, there were those labels again, I quickly assured her I had not changed my mind. “No, you are just about all I can think about right now, Nicky. So like it or not, you got me.” Nicky was still grinning looking at the floor, she had taken her foot out of her sandal and had her bare foot hooked around my calf. She let out a little sigh and said “Cool, I was hoping you would say that. So I know we agreed on tomorrow but I was thinking if you could get some time alone after school maybe we could get together.” Nicky looked up hesitantly. I smiled at her and said, “Are you asking me out on a date”. Nicky blushed and said, “yeah, I guess I am, would you like to go out on a date with me, baby”. I leaned forward and said, “I would love to go on a date with you”. “Okay, then it’s a date”, Nicky said as she brushed her hair over one ear. I texted my Husband and asked if he could watch the k** tonight so me and Nicky could have a girls night out. He shot back that he would take care of it. So it was set, tonight I was going to be with Nicky again. The rest of the day just dragged by, and all I could think about was leaving. At 3:00 when the final bell rung I was overjoyed. I want back to Nicky’s room and she was packing her bag up, I asked her if she was ready. Nicky said “yeah, I so need a drink”. We drove to the Blue Bird, a local bar, for a happy hour drink and maybe a bite to eat. As I got out of the car to head in Nicky stopped me and took my hand in hers and held it as we walked into the bar. I felt funny holding her hand, like people were staring at us, but I couldn’t stop the warm fuzzy feeling I felt in my tummy as Nicky’s fingers intertwined with mine. So in short, I decided I was okay with holding her hand. We sat down and ordered some appetizers and snacked on them while drinking a couple of shots. We just talked about everything, it was nice. While Nicky was telling me stuff she would rub her fingers across the palm of my hand on the table. I was mesmerized by how brave she was, Nicky did not care what others thought, she was just happy being affectionate with me. I wanted to be that brave, so I moved over to her side of the booth and sat right beside her and started rubbing her thigh through her skirt. We even got up and danced a few times to some slow love songs, I let her kiss me on the dance floor. Finally she asked if we could go back to her place. I shyly said “yes”. So we jumped in her car and left for her house. When we got in her apartment, she pulled me close and kissed me deeply, our tongues danced between each other’s lips. I realized that I had really missed that. I was reluctant to break the kiss but Nicky stepped back and gave her lower lip a little bite and gave me a nice smile. I got a little embarrassed and said “what?” Nicky shook her head lightly and said, “Nothing… I am just really happy that you’re here right now. C’mon I have something that I want to show you.” “Oooo… is it a surprise for me,” I said. Nicky shook her head making her ponytail bounce. Then she turned and walked towards the bedroom, holding my hand to make sure I didn’t get lost. I had been in Nicky’s bedroom before, but this was different. There was a nervous tension in the air, filled with expectations and the unknown. I had goose bumps on my arms just thinking about the anticipation of what was about to happen. Nicky pulled out a box wrapped in red wrapping paper with a big gold bow and said, “Happy birthday.” To which I reminded her it was not my birthday. She laughed and told me to open it anyways. The box was the size of a shoebox and it was heavy. As I opened it, my jaw hit the floor. It was a very big black dildo, under it was a harness and I realized that this would be the strap-on with which Nicky was going to fuck me to death with. Judging by the size of this thing, I thought it might actually kill me, I mean it was huge. I looked like it was between 10 inches long, but more alarming was how big around it was. I mean this was the freaking thickest cock I had ever seen. My husband had a big dick, as in it was really long, but he wasn’t half as thick as this thing. I had a mixture of emotions; on one hand I was really curious what it would be like being fucked by this monster cock, on the other hand I was worried about what it could do to my pussy. I think my little pussy was scared, I mean she had never had anything that big in her before. Nicky grabbed it and said “I will be right back, you should get comfortable.” I said “Sweety, I don’t know about this, that is really big.” Nicky just giggled and said “I know… don’t worry, I will go slow.” Then she grinned and added “at first”. The bathroom door closed behind her leaving me alone with my imagination. I unzipped my skirt and pushed it to the floor and then pulled off my top. I was standing there in my bra, panties, stockings and garter belt all in black. Then I decided to lose the garter belt and the bra. I laid down on the bed and lifted my butt and pulled off my panties. I decided to leave my stockings on, they were black and sheer coming up to my mid thigh with a little bit of lace at the top. I thought they looked sexy and was hoping Nicky would appreciate them. I was still surprised with how okay I was with all of this. I was so excited, I reached down between my legs and dragged two fingers in between my pussy lips and when I pulled them up they were all slickery from my juices, which were flowing in a very big way. I had really built this moment up in my head, and the only thing I wanted at that moment was my Nicky. I laid there just lightly stroking my pussy, and using my other hand to gently twist my one of my nipples. I was really excited and I started to feel all warm and fuzzy. Slowly I pushed my legs straight and my toes pointed as everything started to build. Then the bathroom door flipped open, it scared me, I was a little embarrassed to be caught playing with myself like that. Nicky just smiled and said “well hello sexy, that looks like fun, mind if I join in.” I was bright red, and wanting to distract her I said “get over here, I want you.” As Nicky walked over I checked her out. She had pair of small, perky boobs with cute little button nipples. They were really hard right now I could tell from how red they were. She had long and pretty blonde hair that came down over her shoulder. Her body was so tight from all of the running she did, and she was 6 inches taller than me. I was mesmerized by how beautiful she truly was. Her big blue eyes looked so innocent, in stark contrast to the big black cock that jutted from her pelvis. As she climbed on the bed and in between my legs I got a shiver as the cold plastic touched my hot pussy. Nicky leaned down and started kissing me passionately. As she broke the kiss she whispered, “Oh, I missed you.” I closed my eyes and sighed as she started to lick and kiss my neck and then worked her way down to my boobs. It felt so good. I reached down in between Nicky’s legs and grabbed the head of the dildo and started to rub the head across my pussy using my own juices to lubricate it. Nicky sat up on her knees and told me to roll over and get on my knees. I did just as she asked and pressed my head all the way down so my butt and my pussy were exposed in the air. Nicky lubed up the toy and then positioned it right on my pussy. I started pushing back slow and easy, while Nicky gave little pushes as she pulled my hips back towards her. Finally she pressed forward till I couldn’t run anymore and the head of the dildo stretched my pussy enough to get in. I grabbed the sheets of the bed with both hands as I felt it stretching me. It hurt at first so much. I put my hand on her leg and said, “ooo… baby don’t hurt her, be gentle to her baby. Oh my gosh it hurts.” Nicky said, “it will be okay sweety, I promise, just relax and let me take care of you. Then she leaned forward and it pushed in a little further and she whispered in my ear, “you’re going to love this, next week you will be begging me for it.” Then she kissed the back of my ear giving me goose bumps and making me moan. I love it when my ears are being played with. Nicky used the distraction to shove in deeper, my breath caught and I buried my head in the pillow. I squealed as she shoved it in another inch. Then she started to move it in and out of my stretched pussy, I felt like it was pulling my insides out when she pulled it back. But when she bucked me forward it pulled my clit down and rubbed across it the whole length and that felt good. It was a weird sensation of pleasure and pain. After a few more solid strokes, I wanted it all in me. I turned my face out of the pillow and said, “Put it in me baby, I want it all.” Then I shoved back while Nicky pushed forward it took five more strokes and I had the whole length inside of me. I have never felt so filled before. On every stroke in I felt the whole length of it across my clit which made my body quiver with every stroke. Nicky had a hold of my hips now and was starting to pull me harder back into her hips. My fears from a few minutes before were gone and replaced with need and desire. I wanted to cum. I wanted to make Nicky happy. I wanted to please her. But most of all I just wanted to be fucked. Fucked till I came. I told her, “oh baby, just fuck me.” “Harder, Harder, Harder.” Nicky obliged me as she slammed it into my hips, the orgasm hit me in a rush. I shoved back hard and my body just quivered and spasmed for what felt like eternity. When the waves subsided Nicky pulled out and rolled on her back grinning at me from ear to ear. She said “see I told you that you would like it.” I leaned across her and kissed her deeply, licking her lips as I pulled away. I bit my lip and asked her, “can I ride you.” Nicky grinned even wider and said “yeah baby, get on.” I straddled her and slide down the cock, I was facing away from her so she started rubbing my butt as I slide up and down the pole. After a few pushes I proved wet enough to bury it all the way in my pussy. Once I had it in all the way I just started grinding and rubbing my clit, I could feel every inch of it and as I got close to cumming again, I started sliding up and down on top of Nicky and grabbed me at my waste and started bucking her hips up into me, I was feeling the full stroke on my clit again and my legs were shaking from the sensation. When the first wave of the orgasm hit me it was incredible, my legs gave out and I collapsed down with the strap-on buried all the way in my pussy which brought on another wave. It was the most violent orgasm I have ever had. My pussy was contracting so hard, I had to get off of Nicky’s strap-on but my legs wouldn’t work. Finally I rolled off of her and she jumped up and put her hand on my pussy and just held pressure on it till the waves stopped. She took off the strap-on and just laid on top of me kissing me on my lips and neck. When It was all done, I got a bit embarrassed and covered my face, I have never let go like that, I felt like such a slut. But I knew I was not going to be able to give up my Nicky. I pushed her over and started kissing her and then I got between her legs and started to lick her pussy. She ran her fingers through my hair and every now and then she would grab a hand full of hair and push her pussy into my mouth. Her hips were starting to buck and her back was arching so I knew she was close. I slipped in two fingers and then I clamped my mouth down on her clit and sucked on it till she came hard. We were both drenched in sweat when I asked her if she wanted to be fucked. She bit her lower lip and shook her head “yes.” She helped me put on the strap-on. While I fastened the waist, Nicky snapped on the two tethers around my legs. As I positioned the cock on my girlfriends wet pussy, I felt powerful and in control. I pushed it in a little bit and then more and then more. Nicky took the full ten inches with no problem, not even a whimper. I felt like a bit of a woose. I grabbed her hips and started to pull her back into me. I was surprised to find the back of the strap-on was hitting perfectly on my clit. The whole experience was so naughty, here I was fucking a woman. I kept pushing it in for what felt like a really long time, I was tired and covered in sweat. Nicky moved her head all the way down to the bead and asked me to fuck her harder. So I grabbed her hips and started slamming it into her with everything that I had. Soon Nicky’s legs started to shake really bad and then I noticed she was rubbing her clit and then she shoved back and down hard. Nicky’s whole body was shaking as she orgasmed, she was biting her pillow and moaning. After a minute or so her body went limp and I pulled out of her. I took off the strap-on and laid it on the night stand. Then I climbed back into bed with my Nicky. We laid there the rest of the night cuddling, kissing, and just touching each other till we both fell asl**p. The next morning my pussy and legs were so sore. Me and Nicky gave each other oral sex one more time and then we took a shower together. I got out and got dressed, then I kissed Nicky and told her I loved her. When I got home I sat down to talk to my husband. James was great, we are going to try swinging with Nicky and her boyfriend Ben. But best of all I get to keep my Nicky. Hope you liked my story, I love feedback. So if you liked it let me know, I kind of get off to that.

Mike and Jennifer Jones SeXStoRY

Mike met Jenny in New York, Mike had not been there before, they had made love before, so there were no problems about rooms. Mike's firm had given him " Carte Blanche " about expenses, so knowing he was meeting and staying with Jenny he booked the secluded Penthouse, reasonably soundproofed! Jenny met him in the Lobby, she was wearing a short pleated dark blue skirt, a white cotton long sleeved buttoned blouse and 4" black high heels as Mike had asked, she looked absolutely GORGEOUS and had a raincoat over her arm, (probably not to spoil the effect) ! Mike was called down and greeted her, Jenny was delighted to meet him again and gave him a huge hug and kiss. They went upstairs to the suite, Mike settled Jenny on the sofa and told her he didn't have a cane, they would have to go out and buy one because that what was they agreed for the next two days, Mike explained that in England he got Rattan Canes mail order from a sympathetic Company, none of your Garden Centre rubbish! Jenny said " OK then" so they went off to find a sex shop, ignoring tne crappy looking ones they entered a classy one, a lovely girl of about 22/23 was in charge. " How can I help? My name is Julie, what can I do for you?" "We need a good cane so that I can whip this naughty girl's bottom," said Mike . Julie told him she was only looking after the shop for her b*****r, and only for one day at that! " Have a look around and give me a shout when you are ready!" Jenny found a cane, it was a bit thick at 1/2 wide, 36 " long with crook handle. Medium brown in colour, Jenny said " It looks a bit severe Darling!" Mike called Julie over... " My Girlfriend thinks this may be too harsh," Julie, who was used to working in a shoe shop, said " Why not try it out?" mike said " You can't just cane a Girl, she needs warming up first with a spanking or mild whipping! " Oh Sorry " said Julie, let me get you a chair...which she produced!! Mike put Jenny across his knee, raised her very short skirt and spanked her, SMACK SMACK SMACK ...............Mike stopped before Jenny cried, made her stand by the counter and lean forward with her elbows on the counter, I find that very arousing said Julie, " Do you ?" asked Mike. " I liked seeing Jenny spanked, and would like to know what corporal punishment is like!" "Giving or receiving?" Mike asked, Jenny by then was getting pissed off, " Can you two sort this out and get on with my caning, so we can get back to the sodding Hotel!" "Right" said Mike" Do you want to experience both,"? Julie sucked her lower lip and said "Yes" in a low voice. " Good you can thrash Jennt here!!" Julie put the "CLOSED " sign on the door, Mike showed her how to hold the cane and where to hit. Jenny was gasping within 10 minutes her bottom and thighs were really red, Mike helped Julie deliver the strokes, " Oh My God that's Lovely screamed Jennie! 6 more, Julie, HARD! Jenny was crying, Mike pulled her up then said, "Julie, your turn NOW!"" Have YOU come yet?" Mike asked Jenny " Oh Yes!!!!" she said....Julie stand where Jenny was, bend over..... Jenny you know what to do! Jenny knelt in front of Mike undid his trousers and took his lovely cock in her mouth, Mike then started to cane Julie who after 2 minutes was loving it!" Oh God cane me harder!" she cried, Jenny took Mike's cock out of her mouth and said " Thrash her really HARD sweatheart, I need to get my own back I won't be able to sit down for days!!Just take this Girl or YOU will get more tonight!!!

The Visit SeXStoRY

Pulling up outside the house it had been a long journey, It had been a long time since we’ve seen each other I know Di was expecting me but would she be expecting these I thought, looking down at a blindfold and some soft ropes. She liked to play and gentle bondage was OK for her,,,, stuffing them in my pocket I went to the front door. Opening the door Hiya Babe she said come in, come in. I looked at her she was still as sexy, she gave me a hug and a big kiss. Ooooh I‘ve missed that I said. Me too she replied. I followed her in watching her arse to the kitchen, do you want a cuppa or wine she asked. Cuppa first then we’ll see. Di took me on a tour of the house back then to the lounge. So how you been?. I asked you been getting it regular have you. She laughed what d’you think. So your little toy been working overtime has it, she laughed again. Well if you’ve not got anything sexy on I suggest you go and put them on coz I‘ve got something planned for you. As always she commented. Di disappeared upstairs and came down wearing just high heels, black stockings, matching bra, suspender belt and thong. Will this do she said standing there. Fuck me I said you still look fucking horny; I can’t wait to tease and play with your body. She walked over to me how about that wine now she said. Going to the cupboard she produced two glasses then walking into the kitchen. I followed behind her watching her arse as she walked, coming up behind her as she opened the fridge the cold air hit her body Ooooh that’s cold she said, I put my arms around her cupping her firm breasts, her nipples were rock hard. Is that the cold or me I asked, the fridge she said. I slipped a hand down to her pussy wriggling a finger into her thong, her pussy was wet. That isn’t the fridge I said. Mmmmm she purred I know and let out a little giggle. Going back into the lounge we sat on the sofa drinking. Di looked at me as she sipped her wine. So what have you got planned for me then, Now that would spoil the surprise if I told you but it involves you standing up with the lights out. Putting my glass down I got up and took her glass as well. Walking over to the switch I flicked off the lights, there was still enough light for me to see in the room, but I wanted her to be in darkness so I pulled out the blindfold and tied it around her head, Oh she said, then pulled out the ropes and tied her hands behind her, Ooooh she gasped. With her hands secured I began to squeeze her tits and tease her nipples, she couldn’t see what I was doing or what was coming. I stood back from her watching, she stood there swaying with a big grin on her face, kneeling on the floor behind her I opened her legs just over shoulder width apart. Ooooh she gasped again then planted a kiss her arse cheeks. Standing up I kissed her on the lips she responded by leaning into me. She flinched as my hand touched her pussy through her thong, not yet I said I want you to enjoy this. I am she said. Sliding her thong down over her legs, she stepped out. Kneel down I said she knelt down, keep your legs apart, kneel up and stay there, she did as she was told, I put ear phones over her ears with soft music playing this stopped her from hearing me move around, while she was in this position I stripped off my clothes, my rampant cock now inches away from her face. I know Di loves to suck cock so I was not going to disappoint her, holding my cock in front of her mouth I nudged at her lips, she opened her mouth and closed her lips over the end. Pulling it away and holding my cock up she leaned forward slightly her tongue out searching for my cock I stood astride her face allowing her to get at my balls, taking each in turn she sucked them into her mouth. I let her lick up my cock again until she closed her mouth over my cock it was so wet that she slid her mouth all the down my cock sucking me in deep. Di sat down on her haunches sucking on my cock my hands played with her hair, gently I fucked her mouth. . Again I pulled away from her and made her sit up with her legs wider apart, this time I went behind and laid on the floor sliding my way between her legs, she jumped when my mouth kissed her pussy, then she eased herself down onto my face just enough for me to get at her clit. She ground her cunt on my face while I licked at her wet hole, my face was covered in pussy juice, I licked from her clit to her arse making everything wet. Moving back I began to tease her clit with my finger while my thumb slid into her wet cunt I began to finger fuck her rubbing her clit as I did so. She began to shudder as her first orgasm peaked her legs shook and she sat down on my hand. Mmmmmmm that was good she murmured. Standing her up I untied her hands to remove her bra then re tied them in a different position this time behind her head, this lifted her tits up so I her hard erect nipples stood out.. I caressed her tits and squeezed them teasing her nipples with my mouth gently biting them pulling them. My cock was in need of attention so releasing her hands but not untying them I got Di to bend over the armchair with her arse in the air and legs apart, but waited for a while to add to her not knowing what was going to happen. While she was in that position I licked at her pussy and arse, moaning as I lapped at her pussy then when dripping wet, pushed my cock deep into her gaping cunt. Arghhhh Di gasped as I fucked her doggy fashion, my hands pulled at her nipples. Yes, fuck me hard, I’ve missed this she hissed, Oooh yes fuck me, fuck me. Banging her hard, my balls slapped against her arse cheeks, my cock sliding into het wet cunt, holding her hips I pulled her onto me, she bucked and shook as she climaxed, not wanting to shoot my load in her wet cunt I withdrew my stiff cock. Turning her around and aimed it at her face, Di opened her mouth and eagerly swallowed my cock savouring her own juices, She fondled my balls as my cock slid in and out. I could stand it no longer, my cum shot into her mouth dribbling out and down over her tits. Di wanked and sucked me dry. Untying her hands I said that I wanted to take her upstairs and fuck her slowly, Di said if I was a very good boy she might even let me fuck her arse, my cock perked up at the thought. Di lead the way up the stairs I gazed at her arse as she climbed the steps Mmmm I want that arse…………………………

Dear Dirty Diary - part 11 SeXStoRY

Dear Dirty Diary, I woke up the following Saturday morning with a terribly stiff back. Doug and Louise were already working on the enclosure for the hot tub we all missed so much. Since neither of my lovers was around to soothe my aching muscles, I had to look after myself. I stretched and limbered up without much success, so I took a hot shower then returned to try my special back exercises. I spread my bath towel across the middle of the bed then kneeled on it. I bent over, placed my hands flatly on the mattress. I crept up with my knees to curve my spine back as tightly as I could, closed my eyes and held my position until the pain faded away. After a few minutes, I pushed myself up off my elbows then did several rolling crouches forward and back to finish loosening up my lower back. The harder I pushed, the more I felt my breasts sway forward and back, so I peeked over into my vanity mirror to see what they looked like. As I pitched back and forth, I studied the dynamics of my body in motion. When I crouched back, my hanging globes would surge forward then thrust apart slightly. When I rolled forward, my dangling boobs would swing back and thump against my ribs and when I over-compressed a squat, I could feel my bum touch down on my heels. After a few minutes of observation, I noticed an exploitable pattern of body motion. I put on my robe and slippers and zipped down to Louise’s in search of some items in her toy bag. I quickly returned with two pairs of eyeglasses cords, a nipple sucker and her long, wide-flanged base dildo. I slipped off my bathrobe, attached one end of each cord to my clit ring. Devilishly delightful thoughts swept through my brain as I tickled my button fat with excitement. I tickled a nipple then sucked it up with the bulb. Then I popped the sucker off and snared my doubly bloated teat with the glasses cord before it could shrink back down. I repeated the procedure on my other nipple with the second cord. I climbed back into bed, sat cross-legged and I tickled my favorite tender bit nicely erect. Trembling with anticipation, I KY-lubed Louise’s dildo, worked its knob just into my vagina then squatted down so its suction cup base dangled between my heels. I squeezed my heels together to grasp the dildo then let myself drop gently upon it. I felt the exaggerated folds of the foreskin washboard through my vulva. I bent over, touched my palms down on the mattress then crouched tightly back into my exercise position. Slowly at first, I surged back and forth on the dildo and when I loosened enough to slurp, I picked up the pace. The harder I thrust, the further my boobs swayed, but what I envisioned just wasn’t happening. I tied a small knot in each cord then tried again. By the third try, I could feel that the cords were in perfect tautness and I realized the reward I was seeking. Each time I crouched back down on the dildo, my boobs slapped against my rib cage and each time I lurched ahead up on the dildo, my breasts heaved ahead, pulled the cords taut and tugged my little ring. The sensations were so heavenly perfect and easy to achieve. Lurch backwards and pussy gets stuffed! Lunge ahead and tender bit gets jerked! In ten or eleven rocks, I had my bodily momentum perfectly synchronized. Ever the wide-eyed voyeur, I watched the perfection of it all. The slap of my breasts, the slurps of my pussy and this snorts from my nostrils all combined to make music to the ears of this horny housewife. Nine or ten minutes of the best exercise ever created left me with flushed cheeks and chest as I reached my crescendo! I was loose in the joints, loose in the pussy and ready to cut loose in the hot tub. I longed for those effervescent bubbles to tickle up the undersides of my floating breasts once more. To feel the pulsating power of the jets pummel my pussy into orgasm after orgasm like they did at the Marina was just the incentive I needed to get me into my work clothes and back down working in the basement. We had beautiful sea-foam green flooring laid on the playroom floor. We had my exercise-bike room walls dry-walled and painted. Louise had just finished installing wardrobe mirrors on the head and both sidewalls of my private little workout domain as well as behind the hot tub. All that was really left was to finish the wiring and plumbing then install the plastic vapor-barrier wall Doug had constructed. Be calm, my tingling pussy. Just a few more days and your exquisite abuse will return, my love. In the days that followed we finished off the recreation room. During our celebratory dinner together, we agreed that Amy and Michelle’s visit suggested other girlfriends out there might enjoy our house. We decided to advertise in lesbian magazines to entice readers who live within a five-hour drive of the house. We concluded that a catch phrase to publicize our lifestyle should be within the ad. Doug, of all people, rhymed out loud: Girlfriends in love? Curious and Alone? Our Secret’s this haven, where you’ll feel at home. Simple and right to the point, we placed his motto in every ad, just above the phone number. --------------------------------------------------------- The week after the hot tub was commissioned into service, the three of us agreed that we should have an Open House to announce the official opening of Our Little Secret. Louise invited the local Business Women’s Association, the local Press, the Better Business Bureau and all her old girlfriends and school chums from Philipsburg. After the departure of all the business people in the late afternoon, we three were left with a dozen or so women, who weren’t at all anxious to go home. Congratulatory wine bottles were opened, pizzas were delivered, toasts were made and card games were started. Euchre was the game of choice and four tables of cackling women had poor Doug’s head in a spin. He kept their glasses topped up and their tummies full of pastries and chocolate as the party raged on. In between hands, Louise offered a special tour of the basement playroom to whoever was interested. Like a Girl Guides leader, Louise led the entire group of delightfully tipsy women downstairs. Doug showed off his carpentry, Louise showed off her dance floor, with its mirrored ceiling ball and powerful sound system, and I showed off our brand new two passenger hot tub. In less than five minutes, two of Louise’s friends had stripped down to their underwear and were lounging in the hot frothy bubbles. Except for one plump little dear who wandered into my workout bike room, the other women were all dancing the “Hustle.” Once inside, Jeanine lifted her skirts and was pedaling merrily to the music. About the time the music stopped, her face became flushed and she appeared a little woozy. Doug offered to help her down off my bike to give her some fresh air. As she dismounted, a loud rattle noise rang out, and out of my bicycle seat, that shimmering wet spring-mounted dildo of Q’s whipped back and forth. First there was a hush of concern as the way was cleared for wobbly-legged Jeanine. But jouncing back and forth, the dildo beaconed all that saw it like a giant index finger welcoming them in. First one, then another entered my inner sanctum. Some squeezed Doug’s contribution to my exercise routine, some slapped it back and forth, one bent down and sniffed it, but on a whole, the most of Louise’s friends just raised their eyebrows a little then smiled knowingly to each other then filed back upstairs. Eventually returning upstairs, I found everyone embroiled in fevered conversation. The spokeswoman for the group suddenly said, “We’re all agreed then?” The women all nodded in accord and she continued, “We, the Richelieu River Pirates Women’s Support Group, give our blessing to Louise’s new endeavor and welcome Louise’s special friend Laura into our fold. We hereby submit that a weekly get together and games night be initiated and held here each week. We feel that our association could prosper within this grand old house and feel that our lives could all be enriched by the inventiveness of its unique staff.” All faces looked to Louise for a reply. I suppose the smiles on Doug’s and my faces helped her answer come quickly. With a mock stern expression, Louise began, “We have a business to run here and I don’t want all your foolishness annoying the paying guests, so I guess we’ll have to make it a mid-week ritual then.” From then on, every Wednesday night thirteen women arrived at 7 pm for a hen party beyond all rhyme and reason. Everyone brought wine, goodies gossip and their libidos to the card tables. About 8:30, Jeanine (who always arranged to be the odd player sitting out), quietly went down towards the washroom. The card playing continued without her, but during any hush in the raucous conversations, the clickety-click of my exercise bike echoed up though an old air grille in the corner of the dinning room. We listened intently during each lull and as the room grew quieter, unmistakably lewd squishy sound and the pants of impassioned breathing came from below. Poor Doug! After about ten minutes of fevered pants, whimpers and moans I’d send him down to make sure she was OK. Returning back to the dining room, wobbly-legged and blushing madly, she unabashedly would announce to the next low-scoring that the bike was all warmed up and ready for action. Excellent players would deliberately blow an entire game to ensure their fifteen minutes on the bike. During refreshment breaks, talk would often center on riding and breathing. As the weeks went by, small talk lessened and ears craned to interpret each exerciser’s unique bodily sounds. Between hands, critiques and technical suggestions were issued to improve upon rider’s performance skills. For a while I was concerned over my husband’s feelings about having horny d***ken women invading his domain each week, but he adapted quickly to the situation. Rather than hiding up in our apartment, he made our games night into his Jacuzzi night so he would be close by to anyone needing assistance. He became so helpful he was given honorary membership in the Richelieu River Pirates support group. I thought this novel and cute, but when he offered to adjust the handlebars crotch mirror for each of the ladies, I got more than a little concerned. I knew damned well that he loved every minute of it. *************************************

A Walk In The Park - III SeXStoRY

A Walk In The Park - III The drive home seemed endless, but didn't take more than 20 minutes. I was terrified that we'd be stopped and I'd be discovered - crouched nude on the floor on the passenger side. Later, when I mentioned my fear to Sara she nodded and said, "You're right, that was an inexcusable risk. It won' t happen again." Jim called shortly after we got home and we talked for a long time. I was sitting at Sara's feet, talking on the cell phone while she ran her fingers throught my hair. I told Jim about my hair, but said I had another surprise for him when he got home. Then I changed the subject and told him I'd met a photographer named Sara who wanted to renovate and lease the apartment over the garage. He shifted into accountant mode and questioned me about what had taken place. He was pleased when I told him she'd pay $1,000 a month on a 1 year lease. Even more pleased when I told him she'd renovate the place and all we had to do was pay for materials and a plumber. He said he wanted to see estimates and I told him she'd have them the next day. He told me to call our lawyer and get a lease drawn up, plus an agreement about the renovation. Then he asked me about her. I grinned at Sara and winked. "Well," I began, "She's a cute little redhead with big green eyes and freckles. Very good photographer - she's shown me some of her work." I muted the phone and whispered, "He loves redheads." I listened for a moment. "Yes, I told her she could have one stall in the garage and use of the pool. She agreed to clean it a couple of times a week." (He hates to clean the pool) "She swam with me today. Well, Jim, you' ll just have to see for yourself. I think she looked cute." I rolled my eyes and Sara giggled. We chatted for a while longer and then he told me he'd be home late the following afternoon. I told him I'd have the estimate and would arrange for Sara to be there so he could meet her. After I hung up, Sara collared me and put leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles. I spent an hour that night on the floor of my bedroom. On my belly, hands cuffed behind me, ankles cuffed together. A butt plug in my ass and a penis gag in my mouth. Sara watched television and gave me an occasional stroke with the quirt. She assured me that the red marks would disappear by the next afternoon. Finally, she released me and took me to bed. The sex was fantastic! The next morning I was up at 6:00 a.m. Sara woke up while I was in the shower and joined me. I shampooed her hair, washed her from head to foot, and then dried her with gentle pats using my newest bath towels. I blow dried her hair for her and brushed it for 15 minutes. Then, while she was dressing, I hurried downstairs to pour her a cup of coffee (automatic coffeemaker, set up every night because Jim is up VERY early and likes his coffee). When I brought the coffee into the bedroom, Sara was still nude. She sat on the edge of the bed and I dropped to my knees and presented her with the cup. She sighed appreciatively as she sipped. I leaned forward and kissed her knees. Then I dropped down onto my back and lifted her feet onto my belly. She leaned over and smiled at me. "You're the perfect slave!" Sara allowed me to masturbate while she watched. Then we were both rushing to get dressed. I had to go to my mom's house and pick up Sarah before mom decided I'd abandoned her. Sara had to get busy and make some measurements and then start hitting Home Depot and the like to price materials. It was a busy day for both of us. My mom was glad to see me and I could tell that Sarah had given her a workout. Of course mom picked up on the fact that I wasn't wearing a bra and made a couple of snide remarks. She assumed that Jim was behind it and of course I did nothing to change her assumption. We chatted as we got Sarah ready to travel and I found myself wondering what would happen if I came right out and said, "Oh, by the way mom, it wasn't Jim who got me to go braless. It was this woman I met the other day. She's introduced me to lesbian sex and bondage. Mom, I'm her slave and I love it." Of course mom noticed the little smile and asked what I was smiling about. I shook my head, " Nothing mom, just thinking about this woman I saw in the park." Then Sarah and I were out and on the road home. She's always glad to go to grandma's but she's like me - glad to leave again. We went home and I took her with me from room to room as I cleaned house. I changed into shorts and one of Jim's old undershirts before I started. After a few minutes I stopped and cut the shirt off just below my breasts. I felt very sexy in it. The deep armholes did little to conceal my breasts. Sara was turning me into a real exhibitionist and I was loving it. I knew Jim would too. He called while I was cleaning the kitchen and told me he wouldn't be home until at least 7 p.m. I told him I expected that Sara would be back by then and we could go over her estimate. Sarah went down for her nap shortly after Jim's call and I stripped my clothes off and washed the kitchen floor on my hands and knees. Then, still nude, I cleaned all of the bathrooms. When I heard Sarah wake from her nap I threw my clothes back on and took her for a walk. While we were walking I decided to have steaks for supper - done on the grill. Sarah would be sl**py by the time Jim got home. I knew he'd spend some time with her and that would allow me to grill the steaks and get everything ready. I called the Wine Basket, a local liquor store that delivers, and had them deliver two bottles of Woodbridge Blush Chardonnay - I know, it doesn't go with steak but we like the wine. Sara pulled in at 5:30, hot and sweaty from a day of frantic activity. We took Sarah out on the deck and Sara bounced her on her knee while I went in and got her a cold bottle of Rolling Rock. And one for myself. Sara took a long drink and then I asked her how her day had gone. She grinned and told me that it had been hot and tiring, but worth it. She'd met some helpful people and had a pretty good idea of what it would cost to do over the apartment. She told me that the materials would cost roughly $12,000 and the plumber would be about $2,500. She was a little surprised when I said, "Let's double both numbers to be safe." Then we shook on it and I told her that Jim would be pleased. She nodded. "Got any plans for tonight?" It was my turn to grin. "I'm going to fuck his brains out!" Sara tipped her glass in salute and said, "Good for you. You know that I never intended to come between you and Jim." "Yes, I know that. In fact, he has you to thank for waking my libido again. " And I tipped my glass in salute. Sara said she'd bring a sl**ping bag up to the apartment and spend the night there. I told her she could have the guest room but she said, "Maybe tomorrow night, not tonight. You need privacy." I had to agree with her on that. We finished our beer and I went into the house while Sara headed for her van to go shopping for a sl**ping bag. I took another shower and put on a white terrycloth robe, a short one that just covers my butt. I left my hair wet, grabbed Sarah out of her crib, and went down to check on the potatoes I'd put in the oven earlier. As I passed the full-length mirror at the end of the upstairs hall I noticed how nicely the white robe contrasted with my tan. I knew Jim would like it. I heard a car door as I was closing the oven door. A minute later Jim opened the front door and set his bag and briefcase down in the hall. I stepped into the hall from the kitchen with Sarah balanced on my hip and saw his eyes widen as he realized what I was wearing. He hugged us, making faces at Sarah and laughing at her response. I set Sarah down and gave him a big hug. Then I put my chin on his shoulder and whispered, "I want you to fuck my brains out later." He stepped back and gave me a long, searching look. Then he smiled and said, "Count on it! What's for dinner?" I swatted him and suggested that he take his daughter and amuse her for a while or there might be no dinner. He scooped Sarah up in one arm and ran his other hand up under my robe. He chuckled as his hand moved over my bare bottom. "Oh my, no panties, just like the big girls!" I slapped at his arm and danced away, escaping into the kitchen while he and Sarah headed for the livingroom to play. I went out onto the deck and fired up the gas grill. Then I went inside to start a salad while the grill heated up. I opened one of the bottles of wine and poured two glasses, bringing one into the livingroom for Jim. Then it was back to `drudring' in the kitchen. I pulled the steaks out and seasoned them. The grill was hot when I went back, so I used a wire brush on the cooking surface and then put the steaks on. For the next few minutes I divided my time between the grill, the salad, and checking the oven to see if the baked potatoes were ready. Everything came together at the right time, no small accomplishment considering my limited ablity in the kitchen (I hate to cook) and I called Jim as I ferried things out to the patio table. Jim came in with Sara and brought carriage out for me and put her in it. Then we sat down to eat. Sara, with perfect timing, pulled into the driveway just as Jim was raising his glass in a toast to the coming evening. Sara was toting a large bag as she started up the outside stairs to the apartment. I was inclined to let her go, but Jim suggested that I invite her over for a drink at least. I called to her and she waved and continued on up the stairs. I glanced at Jim and shrugged. He suggested I go and talk to her. I hesitated, but I could tell that he wanted to meet her so I got up and ran down the stairs and across the grass. The door was open when I got to the top of the stairs and Sara was sweeping with an old broom she'd found. She glanced up with a surprised look. "What are you doing here? Go and have fun with your husband." "He wants to meet you. He's shifting into `accountant' mode and I thought I'd better humor him. Please come and meet him and have a glass of wine. " She cocked her head to one side and studied me for a moment. "Do you really want me to come?" I grinned. "No, but come anyway." She grinned back at me. "I can't resist when you sweet-talk me like that. " We walked back to the house and I introduced them. Jim shook her hand and I could tell that he liked her. I glanced back and forth as they chatted. It was hard to tell how Sara felt. We sat down and Sara accepted a glass of wine. She glanced at my plate as she took her first sip and I realized that she probably hadn't eaten anything. I insisted that she share my steak and she gave in after some half-hearted protests. I got her a plate and gave her half of my dinner. Let me tell you, it was an interesting meal with my husband and my lesbian lover sitting on either side of me! What really got me going was the way they hit it off. Sara had taken some accounting courses in college and they soon lost me as they got into investment strategies and market trends and the like. I was daydreaming when I felt a touch on my left knee. Jim didn't miss a word as he caressed my knee and then slid his hand up my bare thigh. Neither did Sara when she ran her toes up my right calf. I glanced back and forth, they were both seemingly intent on their conversation, but both of them were feeling me up! I did the only thing I could think of and got up to get another bottle of wine. As I opened the door I glanced back. They were deep in conversation and didn't seem to notice that I was gone! Talk about a strange evening! After dinner, while Jim put Sarah to bed, Sara helped me clear the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher. Then she left and I went upstairs to see my husband. When he finished with Sarah he found me waiting in the hall. Nude. I dropped to my knees as he approached and unzipped his pants. He was ready. I took his cock into my mouth and moaned with pleasure as I ran my tongue over it. I've always loved sucking a nice hard cock. Jim ran his hands through my hair and sighed as I sucked him. "Oh shit, Hannah. You are soooo good. Suck it babe! Please suck it! Take it all in." And I did. He's about 7" when he's hard and I've learned how to take the whole thing in my mouth without gagging. Then he started moving his hips, literally fucking me in the mouth. God, I loved it!

Hot Chatline Freak Part Two! SeXStoRY

Well, I told you she called me at the end of the last story. We didn't hook up that night as planned. Instead we delayed our next meet until the weekend. Well Saturday came and I got a text around noon. It was her. I was just finishing some mixing at the studio and just happened to be free. Now, remember, I told you we lived just like 10 minutes from one another. She gave me directions and I proceeded to her house. When I got there she told me to walk in, the door was unlocked and gave me directions directly to her bedroom. I went to the bedroom and there she was, lying there in a teddy, writhing on the bed, pussy wet and exposed. I walked over to the bed and she had her eyes closed. I took off my shoes, shirt, pants, boxers and when I went to grab my tank top she said, "no leave that on. You look so sexy in that wife beater. That's how I picture you when I masterbate and think about that night at your house. You were wearing a white wife beater that night you freaked me!" She opened her legs and said, "Eat this pussy!" I replied, "Fuck that!" Magnum on, I snatched her hips to the edge of the bed and plunged deep into her pussy! "Since you made me wait for this pussy, I am going to make you nut all over my dick bitch!" When I said "bitch" it was like a trigger! She literally said, "Ohhh shit, you called me a bitch! Im gon cum. damn you! All over your big dick! Fuuuuuuccccck!" That's when the water works began. Mind you we are fucking on the the side of the bed opposite the dresser with the mirror. So as I look up, all I see is her ankles in my hands, the top of her head, big tits swayin back and forth and her squirt juices hitting my stomach as I beat that pussy long and slow! That shit was so hot, so you know I gave her more dick! I fucked her a little faster and a little deeper and she squirted again! After her second nut, she told me that she wanted me to fuck her in the ass. I told her to turn over and she replied, "I can't take that dick on my ass from the back baby, that's too much dick! Fuck this tight ass on my back just like this." "Fuck that!" I gripped her hips and turned her over and began spanking her ass and finger fucking her tight brown hole. She moaned and said, "How you gonna just take this ass like you want it?" "Shut up and take this dick you hot bitch!" I rubbed my dick up and down the slit of her pussy to wet my dick, spread and spit in her ass and slowly f***ed my mushroom head inside her tight ass! When I my head finally slid in, she reached behind her and grapped my wrist and began to squirt again. I could hear the droplets of cum raining on her bed sheets beneath her. I started slow fucking her tight ass and she was loving it! "Oh you fuckin' my ass baby! Oh shit! You gotta big dick and it is in my ass! Slow fuck my ass baby! Slap my ass baby! Call me a bitch while you fucking my ass with that big dick!" "Shut up freak bitch before I put it in you balls deep in that ass!" "Nooooo! I can take , I can't take, shit Imma cum again! Oooooooooooooooooh Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitttt!" Again with the squirts. I turn ed her on her side still in her and began fucking that ass faster. I grabbed her face and told her,"Fuckin' look at me bitch, while I am fucking your ass!" I turned her over on her back and began fucking that ass again as she watched me and kept moaning! I then began fucking her hot pussy which was also tight. "Shit I had to have some more of this dick! That shit is too good! I had to stay away! Sometimes I want this big dick in me every night! Shit! Damn! Make this pussy yours! I am sprung on you big dick! Ooooohhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh shit you made me cum again! ( No squirt) Oh I love the way you beat your pussy!" "Beat it Daddy shit!" "Take off that magnum and cum in my ass baby!" "Fuck dat! I am about to nut in this pussy whore!" We both came! In total she told me she came 7 times including 4 squirts! After I showered and got dressed. She was still lying in the bed in her own juices, sheets drenched with sweat and cum. She had fallen asl**p. I let myself out and locked the door behind me. She sent me a text later asking what I was doing this Saturday....lol!