Double dip-her 3 #191

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The four ladies sat on the settee, sipping their coffee. Their talk ranged from the really hunky guy in work to the gorgeous weather that they�d been having over the previous week. To all intents and purposes this was just a �girly� afternoon. Friends just getting together to chat about nothing, really, the way women do.





Except this afternoon was a little different from normal afternoons that girl friends usually spent together: for while their talk was about normal everyday stuff, it also focussed sharply on their �pet�.





Their pet was lying on the floor at their feet. And their chat was interrupted by their delicious laughter as they discussed the last hour�s fun with it.





They�d borrowed the pet from one of their very good friends, who�d agreed to let them have it for the day, on a few conditions � that they treat it with the contempt it deserved; they humiliate it as much as was humanly possible; that they didn�t for one moment consider it to be a living creature � simply their plaything, to do anything and everything they wanted to with.





Well, that had turned out quite easy, really. He had been trained really well by his owner who had taught him the real meaning of punishment for disobedience. He�d learned many a painful lesson (some very painful indeed) that nothing other than complete and immediate compliance would be tolerated.





In truth, Kim made a very good pet. He hadn�t complained once yet although, in fairness, they had taken it easy on him for the last hour. It was also quite tricky to complain when your mouth had been alternately taped shut or forced wide open with a clamp ball gag.





Also, it was difficult to struggle when you were spread eagled on the floor, your arms tightly secured behind your head, ropes fastened to your wrists, your legs spread wide and pulled apart and to the side so that your arsehole was totally exposed, rope securely wound around your ankles and tied tightly to hooks in the wall behind your head. If someone could have felt more exposed, more vulnerable than Kim right now, it was difficult to imagine it.





Sally, Lorraine, Liz and Jess (who was in actual fact, only 16) looked down at Kim and smiled. They had been very kind to him for the last hour, they agreed, but now it was time to treat him to something a little more degrading.


They hoped for his sake that he would be able to withstand what they had planned for him.





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They also agreed that their idea of kindness was not quite normal. The six inch vibrating butt plug that was firmly pushed all the way into Kim�s rectum was only turned up to speed three (when the maximum was six); of the pack of forty wooden clothes pegs that Kim�s owner had given them, only twenty were currently attached to the skin of his scrotum, each one biting hard into his flesh, pinching the skin, stopping the blood from circulating; there were only six razor sharp hat pins piercing his foreskin, each one, mercifully, twisted only once through 360 degrees and tied in place. Although there were another two pushed through each of his nipples. Oh and the Deep Heat cream that they�d spread over the butt plug had only been sparingly applied. Without a doubt, they�d been kind to him so far.





After the previous hour, they�d felt like they needed a coffee break and it was only fair to give him a break too, wasn�t it? Although they�d taken it easy on him so far, it made sense that he should have a fifteen-minute respite from their abuse before the real fun (at least for them) got under way.





Sure, he loved it (the abuse, that is) but they�d been warned by his owner to give him the odd break every now and again. Despite not wanting to be treated like one, he was, after all, only human.





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Earlier in the day, as the four girls were driving over to their friend�s house (Kim�s owner�s house) to pick him up, they had talked about what to expect. Their friend had tried to explain to them just how submissive Kim was but, however hard they tried, none of them could imagine someone doing the things that they�d had explained to them.





Kim�s owner had promised them a small taster of his obedience and, while they really had no idea what to expect, their pussies were already damp at the thought of their little show. After all, wasn�t it every woman�s fantasy to be in total control of a helpless male? To be able to use and abuse him however they wished? To humiliate and degrade him absolutely? To cause him pain yet still have him do anything and everything they told him to without a single word of disagreement? To use him for one thing and one thing only � their pleasure?





Any doubts they had, however, were dispelled inside the first ten minutes of walking into their friend�s house.





Their friend led them inside and straight upstairs to the bathroom, where Kim was kneeling on the floor directly in front of the toilet, naked, his arms tied tightly behind his back. He was hard of course. His owner wouldn�t have it any other way. He�d been through an awful lot of painful training to be able to maintain an erection for as long as he could now (training, it must be said, that he had enjoyed immensely, despite the excruciating pain it had caused him).





There were times, even now however, that he simply couldn�t get hard again as quickly as his owner wanted and, as his pain threshold increased, the punishments were becoming more and more degrading. After all, as far as his owner was concerned, he was sub-human � simply something there to be used.





Kim�s owner took off her jeans (she wasn�t wearing and knickers, obviously), stepped over him and sat on the toilet and pulled his head forward sharply so that his chin rested on the front of the toilet seat.





�He likes to drink your piss,� she explained matter-of-factly, as her warm urine began to trickle from between her pussy lips. �He likes it so much, in fact,� she continued, �that sometimes it�s fun to tease him. Put his mouth close to you while you relieve yourself but don�t let him drink any. Sometimes it�s more fun to just let him lick you dry afterwards as a sort of �you see what you could get if I let you?� gesture.�





�He also loves to lick my arsehole,� she continued as if discussing nothing more out of the ordinary than what was on TV later that day, �but I haven�t yet come up with a way of combining his love for my pee and my arse. Maybe you girls can think of a way and try it out on him later.�





As she talked, Kim�s owner leaned back on the toilet seat and, just as her piss reached maximum flow, lifted her hips up slightly and directed the stream of hot yellow liquid directly into Kim�s thirsty, open mouth.





Sally, Liz, Lorraine and Jess stood and watched as Kim greedily drank down every last drop of the piss pouring from his owner�s pussy then lick her vagina clean, being very careful to remove every last drop of the pee that nestled in the folds of flesh around her pussy.





�Does he really like to lick your arsehole?� Sally asked, amazed.





�Oh, sure,� his owner replied. �In fact, instead of giving you a kiss on the cheek when he greets you, if you bare your own arsehole for him, he will gladly kiss and tongue that for you instead.�





The thought of this sent shivers of excitement through the four girls. They�d often talked about anal sex and, while none of them had ever fancied being fucked in their arses, they�d agreed they all had a curiosity about the feel of someone�s tongue on their puckered arseholes would feel like.





They�d all also shown an interest in lesbian sex and had decided that, one day, they�d help each other out in knowing what it would feel like to have a tongue probe your anus.





�Do any of you want Kim to greet you in the very special way that only he knows he?� his owner asked.





Lorraine, who had shown the most interest in anal sex when the four of them had discussed it, immediately began unzipping her jeans and, when she�d taken both them and her thong off, started to walk towards Kim.





�Don�t go to him�, his owner told her. �Turn around, bend down and spread your cheeks and make him come to you. After all, he is the slave here.�





Lorraine did as was suggested and ordered Kim to come and lick her arsehole. Awkwardly, Kim crawled over to her on his knees and it was only then that the four friends noticed that string had been wound tightly around each of his testicles, with the other end attached to his knees.





As he crawled towards Lorraine, her puckered arsehole bared invitingly ready for his tongue, each movement of his legs pulled tightly on the string attached to his testicles, pulling his balls an impossible distance away from his groin. The four friends could only imagine the pain that this cause him and wondered why anyone would want this to happen to them. But then they realised that Kim quite simply lived for the pain and humiliation. It was all he knew. It was what he craved.





Finally, Lorraine could feel his hot breath on her buttocks and she jumped slightly as his tongue found her anus, the feeling sending shivers of delight through her whole body.





As Kim continued to French kiss her arsehole, his owner explained, �Despite his love for my arsehole�well, everyone�s, really!!�I don�t think I could get him to eat my shit. But he is willing to lick you clean for you after you�ve taken a shit�if you hide the toilet paper, that is. You might like to try that,� she added with a wicked grin.





By now, Lorraine�s arsehole was covered with Kim�s saliva, making it wet and slippery. With every probe, Kim�s tongue slipped further and further into her rectum, bringing her almost instantly to the point of orgasm.





�Now,� Kim�s owner said, as she handed Sally a string of anal balls. �Would you like to push these into his arse, please? And Jess,� she added, handing the sixteen-year-old a wooden kitchen spoon, �seeing as you�re the smallest, will you get down between Lorraine�s legs and hit Kim�s balls with this? He simply adores the extra pain of having his tied bollocks hit with something hard when they�re already so sensitive from being bound with string.�





As Sally slowly inserted the beads one by one into Kim�s arse, Jess crawled down between Lorraine�s legs and started to hit him again and again, just as his owner had suggested.





The anal balls increased in size from about half an inch diameter for the first to about an inch and a half for the sixth and Sally and Jess managed to synchronise their actions so that every time a new ball disappeared into Kim�s arse Jess would hit each of his testicles in turn as hard as she could.





As each ball was sucked into Kim�s anus and as each blow struck his ultra sensitive testicles, his head flinched from Lorraine�s greedy arsehole, causing her to moan with displeasure. To combat this, his owner told Liz to place her hand on the back of Kim�s head to hold it in place, buried deep between Lorraine�s arse cheeks.





Lorraine, in turn, pushed her hips back hard into Kim�s face, her need for his tongue inside her arsehole already insatiable.





Every time Jess hit his ever-reddening testicles, his whole body jerked but, held in place by Liz�s hand, his mouth never broke contact with Lorraine�s soaking wet arsehole. The grunts of pain deep in his throat only served to excite the friends even more and Sally, Liz and Jess could feel the dampness in their knickers as their pussy juices began to flow.





When the biggest of the anal balls had disappeared inside his rectum, Kim�s owner told Sally to take a firm hold of the piece of string that was all that was left showing out of his anus and get ready to pull them back out as hard and as fast as she could. She also told Jess to get ready to hit his testicles as hard and fast as she could, too.





�Usually,� she explained, �when I pull the balls back out of his arse, he cums instantly because that�s how he�s been trained, but I told him just before you got here he�s not to cum now. He�s yours now, at least for a couple of days, and he�s only allowed to cum when you tell him he can.�





�Oh, that�s another thing I need to tell you,� she continued. �If he does cum without your permission, feel free to punish him in whatever way you feel. You have total carte blanche in that respect. Be as hard as you want with him. He is expressly forbidden to cum until allowed but he�s only ever had to serve me. He�s not used to being abused by four women at once and he may lose his normally excellent self-control.�





�Now, I will count to three and when I get to three, Sally you can pull the balls out his arse, Jess you hit his testicles as hard as you possibly and Liz and Lorraine you both push as hard as you can so that he can hardly breath. Let�s see if he�s going to be a good little pet and obey me and not cum, shall we?�





As she got to �three�, the friends did as instructed. Kim�s whole body went rigid. The feeling of the balls leaving his body, combined with the pain in his testicles and having his face buried deep in Lorraine�s arse was like no other on earth to him and it was all he could do to stop himself from cumming.





He still managed to hold himself in check even when Liz, instructed by his owner, bent down and started to masturbate him as hard as she could, while sucking the head of his cock far into her mouth. But when his owner told Sally and Lorraine to lie on the floor and suck each of his balls and Jess to fuck his arse hard with the handle end of the kitchen spoon, he simply couldn�t stop himself and he came hard in Liz�s mouth.





�Don�t swallow,� his owner told Liz. �He should really be punished severely for that but, as it�s his first time with four woman at once, we�ll let him off with only a small punishment. One of his favourites, actually. I do this to him quite often, when he�s been naughty but not really bad.�





His owner told Liz to spit Kim�s cum into a baby�s potty that was nearby. Then she asked if any of them needed to pee. Jess said she did and Kim�s owner pointed to the potty and said, �take your jeans and knickers off and do it in there, honey. But, when you�re done, just put your jeans back on. Leave your knickers off.�





Jess did as she was told and, as her piss mixed with Kim�s cum, his owner said, �right, when you�ve finished, don�t forget to let Kim lick your pussy dry for you.�





Despite knowing that he was just about to be punished for cumming without being told, Kim gladly licked the drops of piss that still clung to the sixteen-year-old�s lips. While he was doing this, his owner took Jess�s knickers and dipped them in the mixture of cum and piss in the potty, making sure that they were as soaked as they possibly could be.





When Jess�s knickers were totally saturated, his owner pulled his head away from Jess�s pussy and held them just above his greedily parted lips and squeezed all of the teenager�s pee into his mouth. Kim drank it down like it was nectar from the gods and when his owner pushed Jess�s knickers into his mouth, he chewed furiously on them, squeezing the rest of the young girl�s piss out of the soaking wet material.





Taking the knickers back out of his mouth and handing them to Sally, Kim�s owner told her to do just exactly as she had done and, when Kim had drunk another knicker-full of Jess�s piss, Sally gave the knickers to Liz and who repeated the exercise. Finally, Lorraine drenched the underwear in another load of the sixteen-year-old�s urine, leaving a small pool of the golden liquid in the bottom of the potty, and was just about to squeeze it all back out again into Kim�s mouth when his owner told her to simply put them in his mouth, not squeeze them out.





�This time,� she said, �we�re going to gag him with them. Push them in as far as they will go, Lorraine�, she said, �and wrap this masking tape around his head to keep his mouth shut tight.�





�Oh, one last thing. Liz, would you mind taking off your knickers please honey? Stretch them out and tie a good sized knot in both ends then dip them in what�s left of Jess�s piss, please. Once you�ve done that, can push them as far as they�ll go into his arse, but not all the way otherwise you�ll have a hell of a job getting them out again. Leave just one of the knots showing, honey. It�s a lot easier to get them out if you�ve got something to grab hold of!!�





�OK,� his owner concluded once Liz had finished, �he�s all yours. Take him and do with him what you want to. It�s entirely up to you what you do. He should do anything you order him to but remember, if he doesn�t, punish him and punish him properly so that he learns not to disobey you again.�


�There�s a suitcase downstairs in the hall with all the things I use to give him pleasure and pain and for him to pleasure me. There�s a whole load of everyday household things in there like string, candles, rubber bands, clothes pegs, a tin of hat pins and some other useful things like a funnel and some rubber tubing, but also some quite expensive medical instruments and my collection of dildos, vibrators, anal beads, ball gags, clamp gags and mask dildos. Oh and plenty clamps and weights and whips and paddles. Take it with you and make sure you use everything that�s in there. He will expect you to and will be disappointed if you don�t.�





�Remember, he loves drinking piss and licking arse - If you can think of a way to combine the two that would be so special for him. And don�t forget to feed and water him once in a while � and if what you give him to eat and drink comes out of your own bodies, so be it,� she added with a wicked grin.





Kim�s owner cut the string that tied his balls to his knees to make it easier for him to walk and bent down in front of him, parting her arse cheeks so that he could kiss her goodbye in the only way he knew how.





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The four friends simply couldn�t wait. The ten-minute taster (oh, and wasn�t that a great description of what they�d just seen?) they�d just been treated to had made them all soaking wet and they all agreed that they couldn�t think of anything more exciting than the prospect of abusing, humiliating, hurting, dominating Kim for the next two days.

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Double dip-her 3 #294

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Playtime



By German shepherd





Chapter one



One hot summerday I decided to pick some cherrys. Not what you folks think, some real cherrys right from the tree in my houses garden.

So I took a ladder and climbed up into the tree. Before I could start picking, I recon�ed my neighbours wife Mandy in their garden, which was usually hidden against our sight and only visible because of my higher viewpoint.

She was playing with her 2 year old son in his sand box. Which means he was playing in it and she was kneeling outside the wooden box and watched him digging and baking sandcake and stuff like that.

I had a pretty good sight from my point of view, Mandy was very busty and attractive. That day she was wearing a strapless top that clung to her body like it was bodypainted.

She doesn�t seem to see me and I decided to stay quiet and observe them for a while.

Maybe it was her deep cleavage I could see from here or the fact, that her hubby wasn�t home for at least 6 month but somehow the scene obviously aroused me a bit. Thinking about how horny she must be with her husband on this long businestrip in China, I got a nice semi-hard on.



Suddenly her son Danny stood up and tried to leave the sand box for some reason. A little clumsy as he was, he struggled over the wood and tried to find a grip at his moms tiny top.

He nearly ripped it off and his mom shouted �OUTCH� in surprise.

She began to cry with a little kids voice and it was clear to me she only faked the pain to tease her son.

�Buhuhu, look what you�ve done to mommy. You scratched my breast, buhuhu!�

Danny was really shocked by that, but I had to bite my lower lip, not to laugh out loud.

She supported her left breast with one hand and lifted it to her sons face:� Look there, you�ve hurt me, give mommy a blow on her breast� she said with a hidden smile. Danny thought his mom was mad at her and took a deep breath and blew on her top which still was torn half down.

I could see her dark brown aureola and her growing nipples nearly popped out of the top.

While Danny blew all his lungs could give, his mom closed her eyes and enjoyed the tickling sensation.

�Better?� Danny asked fearfull. Mandy had to surpress a grin. With a quick look around, she secured herself that no one was watching. Luckily, I was hidden by the leaves of the tree. She took out her huge left breast, lifting it higher in her sons face and pointed to the red strings his fingernails had given her. �Give mommy a big kiss here, its really burning � she purred, making a painfull face.

He did as she told him and didn�t dare to stop smacking her upper breast again and again.

Boy, I whished it was me down there in the garden. I really got a boner now and my heard was pumping wild. I didn�t dare to move, so I surpressed the urge to stroke my dick.

Mandy seemed to be in the same state of arousal than me, because she really squeezed her tit and her other hand began to sneak under her short sportjockeys where it feverishly rotated in her private area.

Danny looked in his mothers face, not recognizing what she was doing to herself. She had closed her eyes and tilted back her head with open mouth. �Are you OK mommy?�

� Yes I�m better Danny, but my nipple is beginning to hurt as well. Give me your hand.�

She took his hand and guided it to her erect nipple which was at least �� long and very thick. �Give mommy a good rubbing there and it�ll be better�

I couldn�t believe my eyes, this bitch was really hot. Danny did his best to rub his moms �sore� nipple, still believing his mom was mad at him.

Mandy arched her back and took off her top down to her belly. She kneaded her other breast and started moaning. She pulled and twisted her thick hard nipple while Danny rubbed and squeezed her scratched breast. Her pelvis bucked wild and furious back and forth, Mandy still knealing in front of her Son.

�Suck on mommys nipple, suck on it� she shouted suddenly. But Danny took a step back and started to cry. Maybe he thougt his mom was really sick or something.

All of a sudden Mandy came back to reality, she looked around in panic and then took her son in her arms. � Sshhhh, its OK Dannyboy, mommy is fine� she whispered.

�Come on, lets go in the kitchen and get an ice� she said smiling. With Danny on her arms, she hurried to the house.

�Omygod, she must be frustrated, not getting her rocks off by now�, I thought amused.

I waited until they disappeared in the house, then climbed down the ladder and went into my kitchen.

Not a second later I took out my throbbing cock and started jacking off furiously. Trying to imaging what could have happened if little Danny hadn�t began to cry.

�Maybe she is frigging herself right now, or is she bothered too much by her son?�

I began to think for a reason to walk over and see, if I could tease her some more.

�This load is for you Mandy, I�ll not waste it with myself.� I thought with a devlish grin.

I stuffed my rock hard member back in my trousers and went over to the frontdoor of Mandys house. It took a while, after I knocked the door until Mandy came out looking a bit puzzled at me. Her face and cleavage where bright red and she was still breathing hard.

�Hi Frank, what can I do for you?� she asked with an unsure voice without watching in my eyes.

Her large nipples where still poking through the fabric of her top and I could clearly smell her wetness. Without loosing time I answered in a commanding voice:� Maybe I could suck your nipple, if Danny isn�t willed to do so!�

She opened her eyes wide, then opened her mouth, but she couldn�t manage to answer me.

Her mind was spinning, she stumbled backwards in the house and I followed her closing the door behind me.



chapter two

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Double dip-her 3 #285

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Well, it was another Saturday night and Shay was at her friend, Greg�s house�..playing cards and drinking chardonnay. This was getting to be the normal thing for her every Saturday�..it was pathetic!!! She was young and beautiful and she should be out having some serious fun and nasty, intense sex with some hot stud�or a hot little vixen, depending on her mood. Instead she has been coming over to Greg�s house for the past four Saturdays to eat dinner, play cards, and drink with Greg and his wife Laura. She and Greg had been best friends since middle school, and luckily his wife was completely cool about him having a totally plutonic relationship with a woman. Shay and Laura got along pretty well, but Shay was not the girly girl type�.she enjoyed doing girl stuff, but she also liked being one of the guys sometimes�.Laura on the other hand was the epitome of what a woman is all about. Laura was a very attractive blonde that was tall and slim and perfect breasts that just beg to be touched. Shay knew they enjoyed a very healthy sex life�.as any true woman, Laura did like to brag about her man�s prowess in bed and often enough gave Shay an earful.

Tonight, as so many others in the past month, the three of them sat around the dining table playing gin and enjoying a glass of wine�.or two. �You know Shay, I could probably set you up with a friend of mine,� Laura offered. �Ooohh no,� Shay laughed, �No blind dates for me�.tried that already.� �Yeah, but not with me as your matchmaker,� Laura winked and smiled at Shay. �Well�..anybody need a refill,� Greg said, getting up from the table and giving the two of them a look that said �could we please not talk about this�. Laura and Shay couldn�t help but laugh at him. �No thanks Greg,� Shay said �I gotta get home.� She stood up from the table to get ready to leave and ended up stumbling and bumping into the table. �Whoa, there girly,� Laura said and rushed over to help her, �I don�t think you�re going anywhere tonight.� �Yeah�you can stay in the guest bedroom for the tonight,� Greg said. Shay was a little embarrassed that Laura and Greg had to walk her to the bedroom, but was still thankful for their help.

Greg and Laura got her to the room, got her into the bed, and covered her up. She was asleep before they had a chance to leave the room. Shay woke up some time later�.it was very late and very dark. She still had all her clothes on, so she decided to make herself more comfortable�.she took off her jeans and bra, leaving her in pink lace boy short panty and a t-shirt that just covered her stomach. She crawled back into bed, but couldn�t get back to sleep. She finally decided to get up and get herself a drink. She crept through the dark house to the kitchen and got a glass of water. She carried the glass outside onto the back deck and was enjoying the cool, dark night. There was a slight wind blowing�.just enough to chill her skin and make her nipples poke out against her shirt. She heard laughing from off to side and went to see what it was. She walked very quietly up to the glass double doors at the far end of the deck. There was no covering on the doors, so Shay could easily see into the room�.which happened to be Greg and Laura�s bedroom!! Shay wanted to look away but she couldn�t�.she stood there and watched everything.

Greg was on the bed looking back across the room�.at what Shay didn�t know because her line of vision didn�t extend that far. Then she watched as Laura stepped into the picture�.wearing a red negligee that stopped mid-thigh and was cut very low between her beautifully full breasts. Laura crawled onto the bed with all the grace and beauty of a cat�..she crawled on top of Greg�.her golden tresses hanging down. He wrapped both arms around her waist�.holding her body close to his�..his mouth seeking out hers�.they embraced in a passionate kiss. Shay was becoming breathless just watching them, but still she could not look away. Laura finally broke off the intense kiss and began to lick and kiss a trail from Greg�s chest down his stomach and on down to the top of his boxer shorts. She brushed her lips across the front of his boxers�.he gently ran his hands through her hair and she nipped at the bulge steadily growing in his boxers. Laura grabbed the top of the boxers and pulled them down his legs as he lifted his hips. Laura�s lips were moving�obviously saying something to Greg�..but Shay couldn�t hear her. Laura slid her silk covered breasts over his fully erect cock and bare chest to engage his mouth in another passionate kiss. Greg�s arm was about her shoulders pulling her closer�his other hand sliding down her back, over her ass to grab the hem of her lingerie and pulled it up revealing Laura�s smooth, round, bare ass�.milky white in the soft light from the lamp beside the bed�.then his hand slipped down to her ass�gently caressing the soft flesh, then his finger traced along the seam of her ass and disappeared between her thighs to tease her pussy lips. Shay was breathing heavily now and was only dimly aware that she was clutching the glass of water against her chest in a fierce, passionate grip�.afraid that she might break the glass in her hand she sets it on the railing she was leaning against and returns her full attention to the erotic scene before her.



Oh God�.this is sooo wrong, Shay was thinking to herself, but even as she scolded herself, she still could not look away. She was totally entranced by the erotic scene involving her best friend and his wife groping, sucking, licking, and kissing each other into a frenzied heat of passion. Greg had slid out from beneath Laura and pressed her face down onto the mattress and climbed on top of her�.nuzzling her neck and shoulders�.grinding his hips into soft ass�.his hands roaming her body not covered by his. He thrust his leg between her supple thighs�.forcing them apart�.and placing the rest of his body behind her�.pulling her ass up and towards his proud, erect cock. Laura kept her head and shoulders flat on the bed, so that her ass was high up in the air. All the while, Shay stood there in the shadows just outside�..gasping and moaning�.feeling a pleasant heat originating deep in her pussy and spreading outward to the tips of her fingers and toes�..her hands moving of their own volition�.caressing her breasts and gently pinching the nipples�..her body trembling from a sexual intensity building inside her� her hands continuing down her firm body to her pink panties, her finger tracing the valley between the mounds of her pussy lips. Greg was now holding his engorged prick in one hand and rubbing his cock head against Laura�s wet cunt opening�.then he was pushing it into her�.Laura�s pussy spreading to accommodate his huge fucking cock�.although her head was turned away from Shay, she was imagining Laura gasping and grunting as Greg�s dick penetrated deep into her. Shay continued to watch as Greg thrust and pumped her pussy from behind�.his hands tightly squeezing her ass�.his face contorted into a grimace of sexual concentration. By now, Shay�s hands had made it into her panties, her finger sliding against her clit and dipping into the warm, velvety wetness of her cunt�.oh it felt so wonderful�.she finger fucked herself faster, bringing herself closer and closer to an orgasm as she continued to watch Greg pound into Laura hard and fast. Suddenly Shay�s heart was in her throat as she watched Laura turn her head toward the double doors�..Shay was frozen to the spot�she couldn�t move, she couldn�t breath�.Shay watched as Laura�s eyes focused on her as she stood outside her bedroom door. Shay was mortified�.she ran from the deck�back into the house and toward the guest room.



Maybe�.just maybe she didn�t see me Shay thought, begged, prayed�.please don�t let her have seen me. Shay lay very still�trying to feign sleep�.trying to quiet her pounding heart so she could hear if someone was coming. How much time had passed�.she couldn�t tell, but it felt like it had been awhile, maybe an hour. She was beginning to think that maybe�.just maybe�.Laura hadn�t seen her. She had just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the soft footfalls just outside the bedroom door and the quiet snick as the door was opened slowly and carefully. Still�.be very still�..breathe normal�pretend to be asleep Shay thought fiercely to herself. She felt the mattress dip as someone sat down on it and slid under the covers with her, but still she didn�t move�.or maybe it was more like she couldn�t move. Then very softly Laura�s voice came to her ears, �Shay�.Shay�come on, I know you�re not sleeping.� Laura slid over some more and made contact with Shay�s body. Shay could feel the satiny smoothness of her negligee, the press of Laura�s firm breasts against her back, and her long silky soft legs wrap about her own. Now her sexy voice was right in Shay�s ear and Shay couldn�t help but tremble a little as Laura spoke, �Oh Shay� I�m not mad�.I liked that you were there�.watching us�..touching yourself.� Shay couldn�t help it�she rolled over to look into those beautiful clear blue eyes�astonished at what she was hearing, �What!! You did�.how long did you know I was there,� Shay said. Laura giggled as Shay stared in disbelief at her. �Shay�I�ve been attracted to you for a long time. It�s always been my fantasy to be with another woman�.but I was afraid,� she said. Shay couldn�t believe what was happening�was she for real? Shay was still very aroused from watching Laura and Greg that she gently wrapped her arms around Laura�s smooth body and pulled her close in a tender embrace. �Afraid of what?� Shay asked, as she gently stroked Laura�s silky blond tresses. �Of how you would feel about it,� she replied, leaning very close to Shay and tentatively kissing her soft lips. Shay pursued Laura�s lips and engaged them in a gentle, passionate kiss�..Shay expertly slipped her tongue into Laura�s hungry mouth�.swirling their tongues all over each others�.nibbling and tasting the sweetness.



Whatever else might have been said was lost in the moment. Shay�s hands played over Laura�s body as expertly as any musician playing a fine instrument. Their movements became more frenzied and desperate. Shay gently rolled Laura onto her back and softly caressed her cheek and neck�sliding her hand down the satiny smoothness of Laura�s negligee�..grabbing the hem and pulling it upward over her breasts, completely exposing Laura�s milky white skin. Shay licked and sucked each beautiful, perfect nipple in turn until the pink, hard little peaks stood proudly from the mounds of milk white flesh. Shay caressed Laura�s body�..kneading her soft breasts and running her hands over Laura�s smooth, flat stomach right down to the furry covered mound of her pussy. Shay played in the hair for just a moment and caressed the rest of pussy�..feeling just a bit of wetness from between the folds of her pussy lips�.causing Laura to moan with pleasure. Shay slid her way down Laura�s body tasting every inch of her in the process and nuzzled her face against Laura�s soft, furry snatch�..inhaling her intoxicating scent and pressing her nose against the hood covering Laura�s clit. Shay slowly traced her tongue along her pussy lips�.not penetrating yet, just teasing it�.which drove Laura insane and she tried to force Shay�s face harder against her pussy, but Shay just withdrew her tongue, causing Laura to sigh and groan. �Ohhh Shay, please�please eat my pussy�.my god I�m so fuckin� horny right now,� Laura said, bucking her hips up toward Shay�s teasing tongue. Shay wrapped her arms around Laura�s thighs so that her fingers could hold Laura�s pussy lips open, then Shay slowly traced circles around Laura�s clit with just the tip of her tongue�.Laura�s little clit swelled with each circling of Shay�s tongue until it was big enough for Shay to actually suck into her mouth. Shay sucked and sucked on her little clit and Laura was moaning and calling Shay�s name out loud�� �Stop,� Shay smiled and thought to herself, �I have just begun.� Shay moved her tongue from her clit along crease of her pussy lips and then plunged her tongue deep into Laura�s dripping wet cunt�.fucking with her tongue�sliding it in and out of Laura�s pussy�..slurping and sucking up all Laura�s sweet juices that had now started flowing. Laura bucked and thrashed her hips, but Shay held tight and had her face and tongue buried deep into her. Shay nibbled at the engorged clit, which had swollen to the size of a small cherry, and took a hand from around her thigh and slowly penetrated Laura�s pussy with her long, slender finger. Laura�s pussy was so hot and wet that it seemed to suck on Shay�s finger as she slid it in and out. While still nibbling on Laura�s clit, Shay slid another finger into her�.fucking her with two fingers now�.Laura had become increasingly vocal as the intensity increased�..Shay hooked her fingers when she was pulling out of Laura�.touching that deep, soft spongy place in Laura�s pussy, as Shay hit that special spot Laura would buck and cry out with ecstasy. After hitting it a couple more times, Shay knew that Laura was about to have an orgasm of a lifetime�.her body was trembling almost nonstop and Shay could feel a throbbing in her pussy when her fingers were deep inside her. Shay lifted her head to watch Laura�s face but kept her two fingers driving in and out of Laura�s cunt�..her eyes were closed and both her hands were knotted into the sheets at either side of her�..she was breathing very fast and grunting like an animal�..her face was twisted into such deep concentration, then suddenly it happened�.wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her�.her cunt squeezing and pulling Shay�s finger deeper into her, the sudden flood of her juices drenching Shay�s hand and soaking her thighs, and the guttural cry coming forth from her lips. Shay slowly withdrew her fingers and sucked them clean, then went to licking up the juices left in Laura�s pussy as she lay there, breathing heavily and giggling every now and again as Shay tickled her. It was then that they both heard a sudden gasping breath and heard Greg shout, �What the fuck is goin� here!!� Shay and Laura both turned simultaneously toward the door where Greg stood dressed in his boxers. Shay was too speechless for words and Laura tried to mumble something, but Greg just cut her off, �Damnit, my wife and my best friend��how long has this shit been goin� on, huh?� �Shut up Greg,� Laura replied, �it�s not how it looks, ok�.this is the first time, besides you always knew I was attracted to Shay and how I wanted to be with a woman.� �Yeah, but I thought it�d be something we�d do together Laura,� Greg said. He started to move toward the bed where the two women were still entangled with each other, his excitement obvious from the growing erection. Laura quickly sat up and assumed a position in front of Shay. �No way Greg,� she said, �this is my fantasy�.you�ll just have to sit this one out.� Laura directed Greg to a chair over in the corner of the room. �Come on Laura!� Greg pleaded. Laura just pointed and said, �Sorry babe, you�ll just have to watch and jack yourself off this time.� Shay listened intently to the conversation playing out.



Greg resigned himself and pulled the chair closer to the bed so that he would have a better view of the activities. Laura then turned toward Shay and kissed her intensely before purring in her ear, �Well sweetie, ready to do this?� Shay just nodded her head as Laura pulled her t-shirt up and over her head, leaving her only in her pink panties. As fair and light as Laura was, Shay was the complete opposite�.with straight black shoulder length hair, and dark almost black eyes, skin that was deeply tanned with an olive undertone to it, freckles covered her face, and of course there were her tattoos that covered her upper arms, back of her neck, lower back, and above her right breast. Laura took just a second to devour Shay with her eyes before moving down to her breasts�..gently fondling them�then sucking each nipple into her mouth�biting gently, causing Shay to inhale sharply and moan with pleasure. Laura was completely entranced with Shay�s nipples which were large and dark brown in color�Laura sucked each nipple until it came to a beautiful point. Laura�s hands slid down the sides of Shay�s luscious curves�.her fingers sliding across her tight belly, tickling lightly�.then tracing her way down to the smooth mound of flesh above her pussy�..her hand diving down between Shay�s soft thighs, spreading them apart as her fingered traced along her juicy slit. Laura took up a position between Shay�s legs so she could see every part of her glistening wet cunt�.spreading the lips apart to reveal pink succulent flesh that seemed to run with honey. Laura leaned closer�.inhaling Shay�s scent�..licking at clit, which throbbed beneath her tongue�.and dipping two fingers into her wet opening�.Shay purred and whimpered as Laura played with her. Laura watched her face as she licked and sucked with her mouth�.then she sat up so she could see Shay better�.using her thumb to circle and apply pressure to her enlarged clit and two fingers plunging deeply and rapidly into her pussy. Shay was worked into a frenzy now�.Laura could read the signs of the coming orgasm�.Shay was bucking her hips in time to Laura�s fingering, she was breathing harder, her hands knotted into the sheets at her sides, her face contorted into a grimace of utmost concentration�..Laura purred encouragement to her, �Yeah, baby�cum on,, I wanna taste you.��..and suddenly Shay�s body went rigid and trembled from head to toe, her pussy clamping around Laura�s fingers, and a flood of cum covered Laura�s hand and soaked the sheets beneath her. Laura immediately bent down and licked at juices pouring forth from Shay�s still quivering pussy lips. In the background was the sound of Greg�s grunting as he furiously stroke himself to an orgasm�.shooting his sticky cum onto the bed and the floor, some even landing on his stomach. There was a huge sigh of relief as the sexual tensions were finally satisfied. After some cleaning up and the shedding of all clothes, they all crawled into bed together�.Shay in the middle with Laura to her left and Greg to her right�..with various body parts all entangled together.



Well, another Saturday night�and once again Shay was at Greg and Laura�s house�but this time it didn�t seem so disappointing. Shay actually enjoyed these regular weekend visits�.sometimes she even made visits during the week, when either one couldn�t wait for the weekend. The sex was intense and she got to have it with both a man and a woman�satisfying both her cravings. Sometimes Greg just watched�.sometimes Laura just watched�..other times Shay watched, but most of the time it was the three of them together.

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Though she tries to pull away, he draws her close until he can lightly brush the tip of her ear with his lips. Nibbling down the outer edge of her ear he reaches her earlobe and kisses it firmly. Then, he sucks the lobe between his teeth which grasp it firmly and uses his tongue to play with it further. Licking and moving her earlobe he holds her tightly enough to feel her heart beat and listen to her breathing even through the clothing they both wear. When she is sufficiently aroused his mouth releases her and, speaking so quietly that his lip brush the whorls of her ear says, "Are you ready?"





Shaking her head free of his mouth she tries to struggle free, but, smiling, he proceeds to push her to a position face-up on the floor. With one hand he makes sure to grip her wrists tightly enough that she can't escape. Then he turned his attention to the ear he had so far neglected. With delicate kisses, licks, and nibbles he devoted himself to all aspects of that ear, his light breathing filtering deep into her ear canal as his tongue stroked its whorls and his teeth and lips kissed and gripped its outer edges and lobe. Meanwhile his free hand rises to touch her other ear. She felt the light, ticklish touch as it traced the contours of her ear and then proceeded to touch more firmly. Distracted, she shivered, and the hand at her ear gripped it firmly and she felt its nails, not yet pinching, but more than able to.





With his hand gripping her ear his lips traced down the line of her jaw to where the pulse beat in her throat. Stopping just before he reached that point he moved back to her ear to speak in a hushed tenor. "What do you have to say now?"





Breathing heavily, both from the exertion and excitement, she growls back, "You'll never get me to admit you won." She tries to get her hands free, but feels the nails at her ear starting to pinch slowly.





"Are you sure you won't change your mind?" he asks.





She is still for a moment, trying to hatch a new game plan when she feels his tongue at her ear. The sensation shoots straight through her body making her muscles go loose and weak. "Am I sure I don't want to change my mind?" she thinks to herself. She closes her eyes and enjoys the conflicting sensations assaulting her body, pain on one side and pleasure on the other.





"Nnn. What do I get if you win?" she moans.





"More," he murmurs in her ear. Then he plants a lingering series of kisses on her ear and down her jaw before lingering lovingly over the pulse beat in her throat, but also violently enough that she knows there will be a mark there tomorrow.





"A chance," he says as he moves to straddle her body so she can feel the hardness of his passion against her stomach. Held captive by his weight her hands are released so that he can use the both of his to gently caress her ears and hold her head so he can look down on her face. Then he brings his head down.





"Knowledge," he says, "of what it's like to be a trophy." Then his hands grip firmly as his mouth takes possession of hers. Strong fingers caress her ears as his tongue and lips dance with her own.





With her hands free, she begins to slide them down his body, featherlight brushes that run down his spine. Reaching his trousers she rubs his hardness from the outside while unfastening them with the other. Then her hands gently reach inside and she grabs him and squeezes, "did you really think it was going to be that easy?" she whispers to him.





Closing her fist tighter and tighter, she rolls over him over so that she is in the victory position. "You know its going to take more than that for me to concede" she tells him. She leans over and runs her tongue down his neck, "it's my turn to mark my territory" she whispers in his ear.





He grins up a her, not all startled by their sudden reversal. Pleased, in fact, with her strength and determination.





He chuckles and his hands slide down to the back of her neck. "You overlook," he says, gripping the collar of her silky, filmy blouse, "that some things are easier when a person doesn't have her back on the floor." With a violence and strength that freeze her in surprise his hands tear the collar on her blouse and move across her shoulders and down her arms. Buttons fly from the front of the blouse as its back tears and its front pieces part ways. Fingers catch neatly in the bra straps over her shoulders, nails scratching lightly in passing, and as his hands continued their forceful passage down her body her bra is stripped from her breasts, revealing them to the open air and to his gaze.





His hands stopped just below her elbows, leaving her arms entangled in the silk-strong ruins of her blouse and bra. Then they quickly moved up to firmly grasp her breasts and lightly pinch her nipples.





"You still have the advantage of me," he says. "Of course, it's not really an advantage if you don't intend to use it. Is it?" Kissing her ear while holding her nipples, the palms of his hands make circles on her breasts. Seemingly unaware of the potential damage her hands could do he starts a roll which would once again position him beneath her.





As he begins to roll, she moves her mouth to his, allowing him to believe that she is relinquishing her control. When their lips meet, she sinks her teeth into his bottom lip as her fingers turn into claws with nails lightly digging into him.





He stops the roll and grunts in pain his fingertips tightening on her nipples. The feel of his hands on her breasts increases until she can't stand the sensations running through her body and releases a moan. She begins to suck lightly on his bottom lip while her teeth remain embedded in his flesh. She can feel his enjoyment tensing in her hand, regardless of the nails precariously digging into him.





After a final nip sure to leave the marks of her teeth on his lower lip she opens her mouth slightly to release his lip from her teeth. With her lips up against his, she asks with a throaty laugh "Is that the best you've got?"





He groans and says, "I don't want to hurt you."





The hands at her breasts stop pinching and turn to caressing. He gazes deeply into her eyes as his tongue plays with her lips. She relaxes and closes her eyes before moving into a deep passionate kiss.





He moans his pleasure through his nose and she feels the precum begin to coat her hands with it's slickness. His back begins to arch, lifting her out of contact with ground.





Then, with a heave of his hips and a lift of his arms, she is momentarily airborn. Her arms still entangled, she lands and rolls. Unable to pursue with his trousers binding his legs, he pauses to strip them off, while she uses the same time to divest herself of her ruined blouse and bra.





From their knees they looks at each other. He still wears his shirt and tie, and she her skirt and stockings, but he is naked from the waist down and she from the waist up. His erection and her tight nipples clearly reveal how each feels.





"Unfortunately, " he says, his shallow, racing breaths a match for hers. "I do want to win." He grins at her and then continues, "Ready to surrender?"





She stares at him, running her tongue over her bottom lip, clearly fighting an internal battle. Her body wants to surrender to him, to feel his hands, his tongue, his lips run over her. She decides to try another tactic.





She crawls over to him, her skirt riding up her thighs with each movement. As she reaches him, her hands move to his tie and begin to remove it. "Let's see who can resist temptation my dear," she states. She places the tie on the ground beside her and begins to remove his shirt, button by button, licking her way down his chest with each one.





As she proceeds he reaches out to stroke her sides and back with his hands, eagerly pushing his chest forward into her actions. When she reaches the last button, she removes his shirt, her breasts brushing against his bare chest with the movement. Bringing her mouth to his ear, she lightly runs her tongue around his ear whispering "I can wait a long time. How about you?"





Her hand gently moves down and lovingly wraps it around him, her other hand caressing her own breast. "It feels like you may be giving in soon. Because, unfortunately for you, I too want to win."





He gasps at her touch and his body trembles with his need. His head lowers, nose and lips nuzzling the most sensitive points on her throat. Pushing forward to better feel her breasts against his chest, one hand drops low on her back to pull the two of them closer together.





Momentarily she relaxes leaning backward and almost losing her balance. Then, he strikes! Grabbing her elbows he forces her arms behind her. Taking advantage of the opportunity presented by her arched body he draws a nipple into his mouth which he sucks and teases with his tongue. Then he reaches down with one hand and grabs his tie off the floor. Quickly, he knots his tie just above her elbows, binding her arms behind her.





Still trembling, he pauses in a vain attempt to gain more control of himself. Then, impatiently, he starts to strip off her skirt. She struggles, but with her arms bound soon finds herself laying facedown bent across one of his legs while the other leg holds down her own. He pauses the admire the view of the flimsy panties and sheer hose on her otherwise naked body.





He pets her nearly naked ass, and then pats it lightly. "I don't want to hurt you," he says, stroking her ass before smacking it lightly. "But I will if I have to." Alternately he caresses and slaps, each slap slightly harder than the one before.





"Surrender. Now."





She knows that, with position she's in, this battle has been lost. Her pride will not allow her to speak however, so she continues to struggle against her bonds.





She feels his slaps intensify as he awaits her surrender, the warmth spreading through her body as she realizes that he knows exactly what her body craves.





She can feel his hardness against her and understands that she must surrender, she can't wait any longer. Her body burns to feel his touch. He feels the change in her body, the slight relaxation. He bends and whispers, "Do I have your complete surrender?"





She stops struggling and lowers her head, whispering to the floor her defeat. She feels a sharp slap on her ass, "I can't hear you!"





"YOU WIN!"





Urgently, he flips her on to her back and strips off her soaked panties. Fighting to control himself he crushes her lips with his own as his fingertips play with her nipples. He then traces hard kisses down her body, across a breast, and down her stomach. He lingers momentarily at her bellybutton, penetrating it with his tongue as he swings his body around to kneel over her chest and move his hips over her face.





"Suck me!" he orders. Then his tongue reaches out to taste her womanhood and test her readiness.





She runs her tongue along him, reaching the tip. It's covered in his pre-cum and she knows this is what she's been waiting for. She opens her mouth and takes him into her mouth.





His tongue runs along her and she can't help but to moan around him. She tries to thrust her hips up to him, but his hands are tight on her thighs, holding her in place.





With her hands bound behind her, she does the only thing she can, which is to take him deeper and deeper in her mouth.





Her mouth drives him crazy with need and his licking and sucking becomes more urgent. He plunges deep between her legs and nips the lips of her labia with his teeth. When he can't stand any more he moves up to suck her clitoris and they orgasm together. He spurts into her mouth, coming so much that it runs out both sides and even onto her ears in spite of her attempts to swallow. Still hard, he pulls himself from her mouth and turns around. Smiling he looks into eyes and begins to lick what escaped from her mouth. Sliding his tongue over her face he proceeds to kiss her deeply after each caress. Feeling his tongue and cum in her mouth she kisses him passionately.





His hands run up her body and her frustration at not being able to touch him starts to become overwhelming. Wanting more, moaning deep in her throat, she wraps her legs around him and tries to lever her hips up to touch him.





Though still hard, the edge is off his desire as he breaks the kiss. He intends to make this last. Apparently oblivious to her squirming he takes the time to make sure her ears are completely clean of his cum. Lingering lovingly over each ear he baths them thoroughly with his tongue, then dries them as much as possible with tender nibbles of his lips.





Reaching under her he grabs the tie around her elbows and levers her onto her stomach. "Knees under you, and ass in the air," he orders, kneeling behind her.





She moans but obeys. "Now, hold still," he says.





He gasps as he slips himself into her, scarcely able to believe how good it feels to have this beautiful woman around him. Then he bends over her and, supporting his weight on his elbows, takes one of her breasts in each of his hands.





"You can move now," he whispers in her ear as he begins a slow and leisurely stroking both on her chest and between her legs and her moans turn into gasps.





"You know what I like about this position?" he asks between nibbles on her ear. "I get to touch so much of you. Your cunt, your breasts, your ears; I can feel them all and do whatever I want with them. What do you think?"





She tries to stutter out a response, but the feel of him buried deep within her and his hands on her has made her breathless and incoherent. She moves her hips back towards him, picking up his rhythm, enjoying the feel.





Suddenly he stops moving, "I asked you a question and I want an answer." She tries to begin moving again but is stopped by a sharp stinging slap on her ass, "Answer me!"





"Knowing that you can do whatever you want to me excites me in so many ways. Everything in front of you is yours to use", she whispers out to him. Saying it out loud has excited her even more.





He chuckles and his hands return to her breasts to fondle them much more strongly and rapidly. His thrusts become stronger and harder as well, actually lifting her knees off the floor. His teeth worry her ear, clamping down just short of causing pain. With a scream she orgasms again, and he pauses, waiting for her to finish. Flushed and panting in the aftermath of orgasm, she moans as he starts moving in her again. It's almost too much for her, but he begins gently, and only gradually increases his pace.





Moving with him as his fingers grip her nipples and his tongue lashes her ears she opens to him more deeply and feels him touch her cervix. That deep touch pushes her higher towards another orgasm, but then, suddenly, he lifts himself upright and pulls out of her.





"No!" she cries out. She tries to wriggle back, but a hand between her shoulder blades pushes her to floor and prevents it.





"I don't know how much more I have in me," he says, "and I don't want to waste any of it." Then, more calmly than he really feels and still holding her in place, he proceeds to wipe off his prick on her ass. She can feel every motion and it seems to her that he pays special attention to her asshole, not entering it, but regularly crossing it as he covers her ass with her own spendings.





Lying down on his back, he lifts completely her off the floor and places her astride him. He proceeds to admire the view she presents. With her elbows tied behind her, her shoulders are forced back and make her breasts prominent. With one hand he proceeds to fondle those luscious breasts, while the other drifts down to stroke her ass.





"Hmmm?" he says, smiling up at her. "Feel free to do what you'd like."





She gives him a half smile and begins to lick down his neck. As she's doing this, she moves her body so his prick is at her entrance. She slowly takes him deep into her, but doesn't move.





"Need to make sure you're nice and wet" she whispers into his ear, as she's running her tongue around it.





She lifts herself off his prick and moves up his body slightly. She slowly lowers herself down, he can feel his prick at her asshole. "Are you ready?" she asks.





Before he can answer, she lowers herself all the way down. His prick slides into her ass, causing her to gasp and moan and him to cry out as his body stiffens and bucks. She stays motionless, enjoying the full feeling of him deep in her ass.





He looks up at her, enjoying the sight of her slightly flushed face and closed eyes. She's clearly enjoying the feeling his prick is giving her body, just as he is enjoying the feeling that her ass is giving his.





Unable to control himself further his hips start grinding circles against her ass. Reaching out he drives three fingers into her cunt as his thumb strokes the hood of her clit, pushing it back until her clit is completely exposed. Her moans increase in pitch in and intensity until they are almost shrieks and she matches his movements with her own.





Finally, he cries out. One hand clenches painfully on her breast while the other pushes hard on her exposed clit. He bucks and she can feel his prick pulsing, shooting jets of cum into her guts.





The combination of his hands on her body and the feeling of him coming deep in her ass throw her into another orgasm. As he bucks, she tries to hold herself down tight on him, she throws her head back and releases a half scream/moan. She can't believe the sensations running through her.





As her trembling slows down, she feels him relax beneath her. She leans forward and rests her head on his chest, listening to the sounds of his heartbeat. She can feel his prick growing soft and slowly sliding out of her ass.





Reaching behind her he unknots the tie binding her arms. Then he cuddles her, lightly stroking her hair. "Satisfied?" he asks. "I don't know if I have any more in me."





Her arms free, she reaches around him and leaves her head on his chest. "Very" she sighs.





"Mmmmmm," he says and kisses the top of her head. "So what's it like to be the prize?"





THE END

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Harry was still sore from the vicious flogging of yesterdays events. After Angelica woke him up she insisted on dressing him. �Today slave your strapon training begins� Ever since Harry had woken up he had been trying to think of a way to get out the coming ordeals. Finally ,as Angelica had finished putting his leather outfit on, he broke. He fell on his knees, �Please Mistress Angelica, not that, please, I�ll do anything but that, please!� Angelica smiled, �No Slave you do what your told or I�ll.....I�ll.� She stuttered trying to think of a threat. Her eyes turned cold and finally she said �or my mommy will punish you� Harry looked up quickly and said �No, please I don�t want either. Please.� �That�s it slave no lubricate. Your going to meet me at the training room door at 11:00, if you�re a minute late then I�ll fist that cute ass of yours too.� She then smiled turned on her heel and left. Harry thought about what he had just done. The time passed and Harry went to the training room entrance early. He waited and finally at 10:00 exactly she came. She put on the leash and led him in through the entrance. They went down a dark corridor and he noticed they had missed the dildo room. Maybe she changed her mind, he thought. They walked until they came across a room titled �Cleansing Room� �Here we are slave�, said Angelica happily. She pulled him in the room which looked like a very large bathroom. She pulled him over to table with once again feet and wrist cuffs. She fastened him down and went over to get something from a cabinet. Angelica came back with a disposable enema. �Never had an enema before have you Slave?� Harry shook his head for no. Well I have given them to many other slaves and servants, but never received one myself.� She sighed and said, �Some people have all the fun� She brought her head over to Harry�s and said, �I�ve also never been penetrated, but that will change only after you go more vigorous strapon training� This thought made Harry nervous. Would he really lose his virginity to a 13 year old girl who had plans to sodomize him. It was both disgusting and scary for him to think about. Angelica took the tip off of the pre-lubricated tip and slowly brought it down between Harry�s legs. �Second step on the road to discipline.� She stuck the tip in Harry�s ass and he twitched, as nothing had ever pierced his anus before. The nozzle went all they way in, and Angelica began squeezing the bottle. The cold liquid enter his bowels and he felt as if he were being filled up. She squeezed the bottle until about 2/3's of the bottles contents were gone. Angelica then took the bottle and tossed it in a garbage can. �Alright Slave lets see if you have self-control. Self-control is very important to a slave. You see in our time together you must have self-control, because I�ll will bring you to the brink of expelling, whether it be cumming or holding back enema water.� With that she pulled off her whip that she had on the side of her dominatrix suit. �Now, lets see some self-control� She cracked the whip hard on Harry�s chest. Harry began bucking up and down because his bowels were so full and the pain of the whip kept making him lose focus. Angelica brought down another hit. Harry felt some of the water running down his leg. �Mistress Angelica, may I please expel now?� �NO SLAVE!� This time Angelica hit his cock with the whip. The pain was intense for Harry, he expelled some of the water, the water gushed off the silver table. �Well Slave you don�t have much self-control.� She whipped him on the chest again, until he could take no more. All the water gushed from his ass and off the table. The floor was no covered in a light brown murky water. Angelica seemed pleased by this while Harry�s thoughts raced of fear. �Well done for your first time slave. You held it longer than I thought you would. I will send someone to clean this mess up later, but be thankful this was your first time or I would�ve made YOU clean it up with your tongue.� Angelica undid the cuffs and re-attached the leash to his collar. �Come Slave, the real fun is about to begin� They walked out of the �Cleansing Room� and went up the corridor. She led him into an empty isolation room. Inside Ms. Jessica was waiting, topless, with a strapon dildo harnessed over her pussy. In fact all she was wearing was the strapon. Her tanned legs curved down from her ass. Harry�s dick instantly started rising. That is until he looked at the size of the strapon. It was large, about 7" long and pink. It was dripping with lubricate and her juices. �I see you have been busy, in my absence slave.� �I apologize mistress. You were gone so long, I just couldn�t.....� Mistress Angelica cut her off, �Don�t worry slave, im in a good mood� Jessica if you would tie him up to that low horse over there, please,� she requested. Jessica did as she was asked by leading Harry by his lease over to a small horse so that he was on his hands and knees were dragging on the floor. She secured him to the horse, keeping his body up and his naked ass in the air. Then he heard Mistress Angelica walking alongside him and turned his head to watch her. What he saw both excited and scared him. She had removed her dominatrix skirt and thong, and was instead wearing a black strap on that must have been at least 10" long and 3" thick. It also had a large head on it the was 4" wide. While in her hand she had her whip. �Bring me lube Jessica.� Jessica once again did what she was told and brought the same lube she had used to fuck herself with earlier.


Mistress Angelica took the lube and spread it all over her cock. She rubbed her cock and looked back up to Harry. �All lubed up. But wait since this is your first time, I�m gonna be nice. Now, slut, this strap on is going to go up your ass but I�m going to be nice and give you a chance to finish lubing it up first. So suck it, you little bitch,� this little thirteen year old commanded and, knowing how much worse it would be if he didn�t do so, Carl started to suck and lick the fake cock that she thrust into his mouth. She thrust it in further causing him to gag but she just laughed and kept pushing, forcing the ten-inch strap on down his throat. Carl just kept on licking and sucking trying to get as much saliva and spit on to the little girl�s strap on as possible. Then Lauren pulled the rubber cock out of his mouth and walked around behind him. The clear anal lube left a horrid taste in his mouth, in his thoughts, he didn�t notice she�d walked behind him. But before he could focus Ms. Jessica shoved her pink dildo into his mouth. �Time to get raped slave!� Mistress Angelica laughed and began rubbing the cock against his ass. �Wait Jessica. Take your cock out. I wanna ear him scream. You can start after I get in his tight ass. If you think that enema was big, be ready to feel me!� She re-applied pressure to his asshole with the large black dildo. She pushed part of the head in, and Harry�s asshole widened. Harry turned into a giant snapping, babbling head as the pain ripped through his body, "oh god mistress! take it out! please! take it out! hurts so bad! take it out! take it out! PLEASE MISTRESS TAKE YOUR COCK OUT OF ASS!" �Oh slave, the head isn�t even in. You�ll know when I get it in. She popped all the head in and Harry shrieked. �PLEASE MISTRESS TAKE IT OUT!� �Shut the fuck up slave!� She pulled almost all of the head out, then thrust it hard back in. Harry screamed louder than ever, but Mistress Angelica only laughed, �And I still have 5 more inches to go you little bitch. Jessica you can fuck his screaming mouth off his head!� Jessica re-entered his mouth with her dildo. He could taste her juices more than ever. His eyes swelled with tears, as Mistress Angelic raped him even more. After ten minutes of continuous shoving, screaming, and sobbing, Mistress Angelica finally got the massive dildo all the way in. There bitch, its all in. Now bitch, you can rest for a minute. After a minute or so, she said, �Now time for the best part.� She began a slow rythem of fucking. At first it was slow the her thrusts became more rapid. Blood was on the dildo shaft as she pulled it out. �Ha, looks like this bitch is bleeding. Well too bad.� Ms. Jessica began getting into a rythem in his mouth. He was being double-fucked and hard. His screams were muffled by the hard cock in his mouth. Anglica continued her assault onto his ass. She fucked harder and faster until she began washing with pleasure. �OH YES, GOD YES IM CUMMING, IM CUMMING.� She came and fell hard onto his back. �Oh yes slave� Jessica withdrew from his mouth and her dildo flopped out. �Jessica, you fuck him now.� Harry looked up. �Please no more mistress, please.� �You�ll do what I say!� Harry looked down, �Yes Mistress� Mistress Angelica pulled her strapon out with a plop. � Jessica use the larger dildo.� Harry almost spoke byt changed his mind. Jessica pulled the pink dildo off and attached a purple one, at least 2" larger that Angelica�s. She applied lube and came behind him. But Mistress Angelica didn�t go to his mouth she crawled under him, and lowered the horse. �Ohh you have a hard cock, and after all that screaming. I think you enjoyed it, bitch. Now if your nice, you can cum with me.� Ms. Jessica pushed the dildo in, and at the same time Mistress Angelica lowered his cock into her. �OHH it feels tight.� Ms. Jessica pushed the dildo half-way in. Harry began felling pleasure. Jessica pushed the cock all the way in. Harry moaned. The pleasure and pain was immense. His cock was now pushing into Angelica�s as he was being fucked up the ass. Jessica. He began thrusting into Angelica as Jessica thrust into him. With each new thrust all three began nearing to orgasm. Angelica was bleeding from her freshly popped cherry. Everyone soon came all at once. Jessica came and collapsed onto Harry with the strapon still in. Harry came and shot fresh cum into Angelica�s immature pussy. He collapsed onto her as she came and her juices erupted from around Harry�s cock. She fell back as well. And all three drifted into a state of orgasmic pleasure......

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Ass to mouth 4 #843

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"Get those white boy clothes off that bitch." Black Master yelled, pulling out into the street.





"Lay down on the floor and don't fuckin' move or we'll cut you."





Black Master's companions pulled knives from their pockets and approached me. Their dicks bobbed in front of them as they approached me. I quickly laid on the floor of the van, keeping my eye on their blades, wondering what they were going to do to me. One of them stradled my hips and pulled on my shirt, untucking it from my pants. Then with his hands ripped open the front, spraying buttons throughout the van, causing me to gasp with shock. He pulled my shirt from under me so that he could get my arms pulled out of the sleeves. As he did this, he moved his body up onto my chest and his cock bounced against my chin. A few more inches of adjustment and his dick was resting on my face. He yanked my shirt free and positioned his legs on top of my arms, pinning me against the cold steel van floor. One of his hands wrapped itself around his exposed meat while the other pulled on my hair, lifting my head of the floor.





"Open that pussy mouth wide, bitch. Prepare to take your Black Knight's sword."





He yanked on my hair hard, making me yelp with pain. My open mouth was immediately filled with a stiff cock. He was large, probably seven inches long and fairly thick, but no where near as large as Black Master. He pulled my head forward, straining my neck and filled my mouth with his manhood. I thought that his size would be a relief from the monster that raped me previously but I was wrong. My mouth, not having to accomodate the immense girth, was able to take a lot more length. His head reached my throat and continued pushing forward. I had nearly his whole dick in my head. Only a couple of inches hard rock cock separated my nose from his nest of pubes, my chin from his balls. Even as my gag reflex kicked in, he held steady determined to see me swallow his rod.





"Better relax your pussy, boy. You are about to take it all whether you think you can or not."





My eyes started to water again, wetting the already dry cum on my face. I snuck in a final breath of air before it was cut off by the intruding shaft. His hips edged forward and his hands held tight onto the back of my head. I grunted helplessly against the dick, trying to control my gagging the best I could. I concentrated hard on relaxing my throat and as I did so his remaining two inches of manhood slid into me. He moaned loudly as his sack came to rest on my chin. He ground his hips holding my head tightly against his abdomen, teasing his cock with my throat. Panic rose quickly as my lungs ate up the small amount of air left in them. I needed to breathe soon. I struggled weakly against the rapist.





"The more you struggle, the tighter your throat is on my dick. It feels so good."





I could barely hear what he was saying. I was fading fast, I was going to pass out. My head swam near unconciousness and I was barely aware of the pubic hair tickling my nose. Then suddenly his hands released their grip and the intruding cock slid out of my throat, out of my mouth and my head crashed sharply against the van floor. Jolts of pain flashed threw my head while my lungs gasped for air. I lost my vision and my body went completely limp, unable to control itself. Somewhere distantly above me a voice was talking. Then there was nothing.





Something rubbing against my face woke me. It was cold. I was cold. I was lying on my stomach now against a steel floor completely naked. Someone grabbed my jaw, forcing my mouth open. I opened my eyes as the black dildo was inserted into my mouth. The reality of my situation came crashing back to me as I looked into the eyes of the one who called himself the Black Knight. He grinned wildly at me. I tried to move my arms and realized that they were bound behind my back. I wanted to struggle but my own will was wearing thin and didn't see the point. He slid the fake cock into the back of my mouth and released it. The mental image of myself was too much to bear. Naked as the day I was born, face down on the dirty cold steel floor, my hands tied behind my back so tight that I couldn't even feel my fingers when I tried to move them and a dildo limply lying half in my mouth and half on the floor.





"Our little bitch is wakin' up. I knew that the faintest taste of cock would do it. Even if it isn't real. You did real well, boy, swallowing your Black Knight's dick. Next time you may want to take in a little more air." He lauged loudly. Black Knight and the other guy went to the back of the van where a seat was set up. They pulled down their pants to their ankle, sat down and stroked their dicks. "Now get up on your knees and crawl over here so we can service ourselves."





I struggled to my knees, having to lay on my side fetal position and then throw my weight to get myself in a doggystyle position. I lifted my head up, letting the dong fall from my mouth, and came to rest on my knees. I was completely exposed to them. They ordered me to walk on my knees toward them while making fun of my cold limp dick. I lowered my head and hobbled on my knees towards them. When I was within range Black Knight reached out his large hands and grabbed hold of my hair and pulled me towards him, shoving my face into his crotch.





"Open that pussy mouth of yours wide."





I did and he pierced my mouth again with his dick. Pulling and pushing with his hands, he made me fuck his rod. Thick drool flowed from my mouth as I concentrated on not gagging and choking.





"Don't forget my friend here." He said, lifting my head off his cock and literally shoving me to the side. His cohort wasted no time, being the only one to not have a piece of my mouth, he grabbed my head quickly and jammed me onto his dick.





"Yea, 'bout time bitch. Suck my meat."





He was about the same size as Black Knight, perhaps a little thicker. He made me orally ride him as he berated me with insults, calling me his slut, his bitch.





"Do you love my black cock?" He pulled me off from him.





"Yes.." I muttered.





He held onto my hair with one hand and grabbed his dick with the other, slapping it back and forth on my cheecks.





"Look at me, call me Black Daddy and tell me what you love."





"I love your cock Black Daddy." I looked at him.





"And what do you love about it?" Black Daddy leered at me.





"I love to suck on it, Black Daddy."





"I knew you did. Haha."





He rubbed his bulging head on my lips, commanding me to kiss it gently and between pecks to beg for it in my mouth. I did as I was told, pleading for his manhood. I begged and I kissed. I told him how much I needed it, wanted it, all of it. I sobbed as I sputtered desire for his meat, taking little pecks at his head. Each time he bobbed my puckered lips off his cock he would glare at me, waiting patiently for my pleads. Finally, after teasing himself for several minutes, he began to push harder down on my head, his rock hard penis pressing wantingly against my lips. I parted them and let his hands guide my mouth over the head of his dick. He stopped there and instructed me to suck on his head. Specifically, suck on his cock like it was a lollipop. Black Daddy warned me that any use of my teeth, even if by accident, wouldn't be tolerated. I took his word for it and wrapped my lips around his shaft, very conscious of where my teeth were. I sucked on his knob gently, swirling my tongue clockwise. I lapped my tongue across his piss slit and and flicked over the top of his head, slowly sucking on it as if it were a baby bottle. Black Daddy smiled down at me and moaned compliments of my technique.





"I knew you was no amateur the moment I saw you." He said and without warning pulled my suctioned lips of his cock creating a loud popping sound. "I like that sound. The sound of a dicksucker. Let's do it again."





He lowered my mouth onto his heat again and I sucked. POP. And again. POP. He laughed at me every time he made me make that sound. He must have had me do it twenty times before finally impaling himself into the depths of my throat with one brutal thrust and shove. I choked on him briefly trying to relax my throat. With my hair again, he lifted me slowly until only the head of his cock rested inside my mouth.





"Now you are going to take this whole cock into your throat and we can't have you passing out everytime we need that pussy throat of yours around our dicks. Now relax and take a deep breath and learn how to swallow cock."





His hands pushed slowly and strongly against my head. I was breathing rapidly, scared that I wouldn't be able to handle it. That I would pass out. Relaxed was the farthest feeling from my mind. The dick pushed farther into me and he warned me to take a deep breath. My lungs filled with as much air as I could get into them and then my air supply was cut off. I concentrated on my jaw and throat, wanting to relax and stretch them as far as I could. I desparately fought off my gag reflex, keeping the feeling of vomiting to a mininmum. My throat choked slightly as Black Daddy's dick explored deeper. I struggled with my panic, trying to keep it in check so I would be able to hold my air. And then, there I was. Pubes pressed against my nose and at least seven or eight inches of raging hard black dick buried into the back of my throat. Black Daddymoaned, almost grunted. He told me to look up at him so I raised my eyes to him.





"I knew you could do it white boy. I knew you wanted to do it. Now you probably would like to breath so just nod your head if you are proud of yourself and what you've done."





I nodded at him, causing him to moan as his cock got massaged by my throat. He released his hands and I lifted my head, dislodging the dick from my throat and pulled in scared breaths of air rapidly through my nose.





"Now practice your new cocksucking knowledge on me until I come in your mouth."





By this time, my back and neck were killing me. My hands were numb from their bondage and holding myself in this kneeling position with the use of my arms was becoming painful. Nevertheless, I bobbed my head on his shaft and orally fucked him. I was slow at first, practicing my new deepthroating skills, knowing this would please him. My first attempt failed, unable to control my gagging, but my second attempt found my nose nestled in his pubes. Black Daddy showed his pleasure with load moans. I facially rode his dick slowly for nearly five minutes, swallowing him whole several times. I was amazed at how easy taking all of him in me was becoming. I started bobbing faster on his rod until I was almost frantic about it. He moaned louder now and I felt him stiffen even more in my mouth. God, I could even feel his pulse beating against my lips. With a final plunge, I buried his dick into the back of my head.





"OH FUCK...Oh MY GOD...aaaAAHHAhhhh..."





He held my head in his lap as he exploded cum into my gullet. His hot semen coated my raw throat. As if in slow motion, cum was fed into me. With each new load being emptied, my tongue felt his cum make its way from the base of his shaft, dumping into me. Finally, he released his grasp and his body went limp. His softening dick slid from my throat as I withdrew from him. His semi-erect shaft slapped wetly against his leg as if fell from my mouth. I looked at him and he smiled at me.





"Goddamn..I knew you was a cocksucker but...Goddamn..." He slapped Black Knight next to him. "That was one of the best goddamn blowjobs I've ever had. This bitch swallowed every damn bit of me. You like eating cum, don't you?"





"Yes Black Daddy."





"Yes Black Daddy what?"





"Yes Black Daddy, I like eating cum."





"I gotta get me some of that. Do like you did to him, bitch. Make me cum."





I dragged my knees across the steel van floor and put myself in between Black Knight's legs. His dick pointed lustfully at me, pulsing with anticipation. Opening my jaw, I lowered my face into his crotch. His dick was definitely big, but not quite as thick as Black Daddy's. I found it humiliatingly easy to swallow his shaft. Black Knight was definitely a fan of my newfound knowledge and let me know with crass insults and humiliating slurs. He apologized for making me pass out and not teaching me how to deepthroat properly. Occasionally he would slap me lightly on the back of the head if I was doing something he wanted done, like I was supposed to read his mind. It took nearly twice as long to get him to cum because he wouldn't let me speed up. When I did get the chance, like Black Daddy, he groaned and moaned like he had never had his dick sucked before. When I went for the final plunge, he practically screamed as my throat opened up and took all of his manhood into my head. But just as fast as it was buried, he pulled on my ears and lifted me. His first explosion of cum shout me in the open gaping mouth. The next shot me in the face, blasting my nose and up my forehead and back down across my left eye. I gasped with shock as another blast of cum sprayed across my other eye and arced across my forehead dumping more semen onto my left eye again. I squeezed my eyelids shut out of fear of getting a dircect blast into my eyes. I felt his dick rest on my lips and his head slid into my open mouth. Two smalls loads of cum emptied into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around his head and sucked cum out of him. He laughed and moaned.





"Open though cum covered eyes of yours. And don't close them again."





I opened my eyes, my eyelids resisting against the cum sticking to my eyelashes. It burned as some semen leaked onto my eyeballs but I feared closing them.





"Your Black Daddy was right, you are a good cocksucker. And you look so pretty with Your Black Knight's cum painted on your face." As though his dick was a brush, he smeared his seed over me. "I hope you have as sweet of a manpussy as you do a mouth pussy."





They both laughed. Black Knight roughly pushed me backwards and I fell to the van floor. I was used. I was a whore.





"Crawl over to that fake dick of yours and show us what you learned today."





I looked up through blurry eyes towards the rubber dong and dragged myself the best that I could to it. I struggled to get it upright on the floor by my captors didn't seem to mind the show. When it was pointing up to the sky I looked at it briefly in disbelief and started to give it a blowjob.





"You boys dicks satisfied for now? We're almost to his house. Another five minutes and we'll be strolling through his front door." Black Master spoke for the first time in awhile.





"Yea, we're satisfied for now. When do we get some of this white pussy ass?"





"Patience, we'll be there soon enough and then I'm sure we'll be able to give him what he needs."





"Keep sucking that dick boy until we tell you to stop. And show us how you swallowed such big dicks."





Cum was starting to dry on my face, crusting it more than it already was. Jesus, these guys were taking me to my house. They were going to fuck me in the ass. Black Master's cock was big enough to destroy my anus to an unusable point. Thank God my girlfriend wasn't home and wouldn't be for eight or nine more hours, who knows what they would do to her. Would they keep me prisoner that long? I was supposed to fly out at seven in the morning and it had to be 11 o'clock or midnight. Was I even going to be let go?





My head spun and I felt sick to my stomach. I began crying once again. I took a deep breath and tried to clear my thoughts, to thick of an escape plan of some sort. I lowered my head on the fake phallus and lost all thought of escape as I concentrated on deepthroating this unforgiving rubber. My jaw stretched and my throat flexed. Eight inches of rubber lay in my throat as my nose touched the floor and the two person crowd jeered with delight, counting how many seconds I could hold myself in that position. 'Again, again.' the crowd jeered and I repeated myself. And repeated. And again.

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Ass to mouth 4 #782

Lovely amateur babe in sexy pantyhose sucks dong and then get her backdoor dicked.

for obvious reasons it is not my own name. However, it is similar to the name of a friend I had in university and whose personality I like to adopt when I write.





I am 35 years old and live in an old house in the suburbs of Copenhagen, Denmark, (that's a country in Europe - in case you don't know). I have two children and I am happily married. And no - I am not going to tell you what I look like - just imagine whatever turns you on. I can tell you though, that I am still attractive enough to make men's heads turn.



I am sorry to disappoint you; I am not a husband-cheating slut who cannot get enough sex. But what am I like then? I don't really know. I have always liked to write, and from when I was quite young, I have both documented real sexual experiences in my diary, and written fiction. Usually the fiction is based upon something that has happened, and which in itself hasn't been very naughty or exciting, but for some reason has got my imagination going. When my husband is away I often sit at the computer writing what I dream could happen. That really excites me and I love to write when I am in that condition. Later however, when I read them again I can feel quite embarrassed.





I am a little bit of an exhibitionist; I like people looking at me. In Denmark topless swimming at the beaches is quite normal. I love being at the beach, knowing people are looking at me. Fortunately stiff nipples can be explained away by the cold wind, of which we have a lot of there. I like to wear loose blouses or dresses and get quite excited when I discover somebody looking at my tits. I know my husband likes me to do it, and he often encourages me, but I cannot get myself to admit to him that I actually enjoy it. I just let him believe I accept it for his sake.





I have only had a few extramarital affairs, and they are not really anything I feel bad about, because they have only been single occurrences, and only driven by sexual desire, and not because I loved somebody else. Before I met my husband, I was quite wild and I feel I have experienced enough during that time, so that I don't need more than the relationship with husband can supply (which I am pleased to say, is quite a lot).





However, I do have these wild dreams. I wouldn't dare to dream of them coming true, but I like to write about them. The other day I found a site, which asked for people to submit their own naughty stories. I had never really thought of publicising any of mine, but all of a sudden, the thought excited me tremendously. I took one of the few stories I have written about a real occurrence and sent it in. I don't know what will happen to it - I can't be bothered to pay for access to the site to see if they feature it, but having done it and experienced the thrill of it, it has made me want to write and publish more of my writings.





What I would like to do is write stories and publish them in this newsgroup. There is a lot of SPAM, but some people seem to request real-life stories, so I hope to find an audience. My stories are either based upon some occurrence that has triggered my imagination, or they entirely fictitious or possibly some of the real occurrences of things I have written about in the past.





The following is the only thing that has come to my mind recently, but I hope you like it. Comments are welcome at doalfer@hotmail.com





In preparation for a big party we were invited to, my husband Poul and I went to the shops in Copenhagen. I wanted a nice, somewhat "daring" dress, and we had to go to the more expensive shops to find a suitable one. I used Poul as an indication as to whether the dress I was trying on, was "exciting" enough. I knew he wanted me to wear something which would show my body off, and I let him believe I was doing it for his sake. He likes the simple type with a bare back and just a couple of strings to hold up the front, usually tied at the back of the neck, or perhaps with a more elaborate string system. I like that sort too, as they show off my body nicely. As I tried on the third one in as many shops, I started to suspect that Poul just had me trying on so many because he liked that fact that I had to strip practically naked in the fitting-room to change into them.



He would usually manage to slip aside the curtain just as I was getting a dress over my head, and I know from the look at his face that that he was getting excited from watching me. I actually felt a bit excited myself, so I let him leave the curtain open a bit, so he could see in from outside as I changed into the next dress. I expected him to be looking at me, so I was surprised when I looked through the gap in the curtain, that I could not see him. Seeing I was decent enough now and I was wearing the next dress, I peeked out through the curtain. Poul was standing a bit further over to the side, and I realised that another couple was also trying out clothes in the fitting-room next to ours. He was pretending not to look, but I knew he was trying to peer into the other changing room. He finally saw me and came over, commented on the dress, but obviously wanting to get back to his old position. I don't know what he could see in the other fitting-room, but I could see the other guy doing the same outside the other one; looking in, commenting, hanging around bored and pretending not to look at me or the crack Poul had left open in the curtain into our fitting-room. I was slightly annoyed, but I could also feel myself getting excited. I looked out again, Poul never looked my way again, so I left the curtain about 8 inches open, turned my back to the gap and started to slip the dress over my head again.



I don't know if the other guy was looking in. I tried to look in the mirror but I couldn't see anything in that direction, and I was too embarrassed to turn around and maybe find him staring at me. I just made sure I turned sideways to the opening as I pulled the dress over my head, maybe leaving my arms up a bit longer than necessary.



I knew he must be watching, what guy wouldn't? I just hoped Poul being there didn't make the guy shy. I bent down to get my shoes off (I had brought high heels along to try on with the dresses, as they don't look good in flat shoes), even though I could have waited until I had my T-shirt on again. I only had on my small tanga panties, which I was going to wear under the dress, and as I imagined him looking at me like that, I felt my nipples go hard. I found and changed the shoes. I took a long time to *find* my T-shirt and get it on. Finally I was finished and had to emerge. The other guy was in a perfect position to look in - but he didn't look at me, or in any way indicate if he had been watching. As my excitement subsided I felt a bit embarrassed and we hurried out of the shop. We went back to the first shop, tried on the very first dress again - but this time the changing was entirely uneventful, and I finally decided on that one.



Thinking back on this and writing it, makes it feel much more exciting than it was at the time. I don't even know if anybody saw anything - but gosh, have I been dreaming about it ever since.



Let's backtrack a bit: I looked out again, Poul was not looking my way, so I left the curtain 8 to 10 inches open, turned my back to the opening, and started to slip the dress over my head again. In the mirror I saw some movement through the opening. First I thought it was Poul, but then I realised the other guy had positioned himself so he could pretend to be looking into the other changing room, but also have a clear view of me through the opening in the curtains. I decided that if Poul could look at other girls, I could have a bit of fun too. I changed my mind and let the dress drop down again. I turned around looking at it from all sides.



I pretended to check how revealing it was by lifting the material away at the sides baring my breasts. I turned back and forth pretending to look at myself in the mirror but actually I was looking at him. He was handsome, with a rather square face and sand-coloured hair. I found myself getting really excited and I wet my fingers and squeezed my nipples hard. I let the material cover my breasts again and pretended to check how much my hard nipples were visible through the material. I wondered how that made him feel. The dress clung to my body. I stretched it down over my backside pretending to see how much my tanga strings were visible through the material. I decided they were too obvious and lifted up the dress so that I could try to reposition them, and at the same time letting him see a good deal of my bottom. I was still quite tanned from the summer, and I had a distinct white area where my bikini bottoms had been. I always find that this area is rather private, because it indicates where you haven't otherwise been willing to reveal in public. Having tanned breasts shows that you sunbathe topless, but baring the white parts of my bottom is to me really exciting. After having dropped the dress again I could still see the outline of the tanga, so I lifted up the dress once again, and this time removing the panties completely. I made sure the dress stayed up above the cheeks of my bottom as I bent down to untangle the panties from my shoes, giving him a perfect view of my upturned rear-end. I keep my pubic hair neatly trimmed as I cannot otherwise wear small bikini bottoms, but I still leave enough hair to make it look as though I'm not completely shaved. However, I know that from that position he must have been able to see my swollen lips, which were probably obviously glistening wet from my excited state.





As I stood up again I looked in the mirror. He was right at the opening, not even pretending not to look in. I wondered what Poul was doing. Was he so concentrating on what he was seeing in the other room that he wasn't noticing? Or was he finding it exciting to let the other guy watch? Maybe they had agreed to swap positions to look at each other's wives? As these thoughts flew through my head I realised that he was looking straight at my eyes in the mirror, and was obviously well aware that I was looking at him also.



I didn't look away but kept staring back - provocatively indicating that I didn't mind. He could look as much as he liked - or more if he dared.



I looked away again, smoothing the material over my backside. Obviously now there was no outline, but on the other hand it clung to the body in a way which also definitely showed that I wasn't wearing anything underneath. Did I dare to go to the party like this?



As I was pondering this question I felt more than saw the curtain move. I looked in the mirror and saw the guy slipping in. I didn't know what to feel. The situation was unreal. I know I had been goading him along, I know I was getting very excited myself, but I hadn't really thought it would come to this! I kept thinking that as long as Poul was outside it was safe to go along with this guy. Now I could see Poul standing in the gap looking in, but quite obviously not intending to interfere. A shiver went through my body as I realised that Poul wanted this guy to be in here with me. All of a sudden I felt so horny that my legs almost buckled under me. Fortunately the guy was now up against me, holding his hands on my shoulders. All I could do was lean up against him resting my neck on his shoulder. He smelled nice. I looked in the mirror and saw him slowly sliding the straps down over my shoulders and lifting the dress free of my breasts. My nipples were as hard as I can remember ever having seen them. I am quite proud of my tits; even after two kids they are large and firm but maybe not as firm as when I was 18. The softness makes them wobble when I walk, making it clear when I am not wearing a bra, which I know makes guys look at me. Now this guy cupped them, lifting them up and squeezing the nipples. I closed my eyes as he kept working them over and kissing my neck. He grabbed my hair and forced my face towards him so he could kiss my mouth. I was hungry for a kiss. He smelled of excited man and I could feel a harness against my bottom as he was getting more excited. Boy, this was so naughty. How could this be happening? We were only five feet from his own wife and from Poul, who had now moved the curtain further aside and made no secret of watching us.



I didn't really care what, where or who, I was loosing it. I just wanted this to advance to wherever it might lead, and the circumstances just made it more sexy and exciting.



I felt his hand travelling down my stomach, grabbing a handful of skirt and pulling it up. I looked in the mirror as my thighs became visible. Again he lowered his hand, this time grabbing the hem at the bottom of the dress and pulling it all the way up, baring my crotch. I could clearly see where the tuft of hair I had deliberately left stopped, and the shaven part of my pussy began. I lifted my hands over my head indicating that I wanted him to take it off completely. Being in front of the mirror added extra excitement, because it really made me even more aware that I was now standing in front of a stranger, completely naked, just letting him do whatever he wanted. I turned sideways to him, making it easier for his hand to reach between my legs. I knew I was wet, but only when his hands started to travel over my pussy, lightly touching my lips and spreading the wetness all over, did I realise just how wet I had become. I put one leg up on the small chair in the corner of the room, allowing him easier access. He took advantage of that and soon found my clit, but only teasingly, touching it lightly. I grabbed his hand and violently pressed it on me, rubbing it hard against me, the way I now craved. I could feel the nails of his other hand travelling down my back. I thrust my bottom towards it, wanting it to join in the game. He wet his fingers in my juices, and then travelled back up to my other hole, wetting it. I was going wild; I just love that feeling. He wet it a bit more and inserted a finger carefully in my anus. I almost jumped. He was now working me over really well. I clung on to his head as he kissed me; he worked on my clit with one hand and slowly worked a finger in and out of my anus. I wasn't long before I came in a violent shudder. I finally removed my mouth from his as his finger slipped out of me. I was still shaking as I whispered in his ear "fuck me". I don't usually use that word, but it seemed the only appropriate one on this occasion.



He didn't say anything - as a matter of fact I never heard him say a word - he just turned me around again facing the mirror. My face was flushed, I had red blotches on my tits, and my hair looked like I had just come in from the rain. I wanted him to grab my tits again, but realised he was undoing his trousers. When his hands finally grabbed my tits again I felt his penis straining against my bottom. I lifted my hands over hid shoulders, folding them behind his head. I stood on my toes so he could get between my legs, but he was so tall! He moved my hands and bent me over, so I rested with my hands on the chair. I spread my legs and stood on the tips of my toes, and finally I felt it sliding past my anus and in between my legs, but still not penetrating. I looked up in mirror. With his eyes closed he moved back and forth sliding his penis against my wet lips. I looked between my legs and saw its head poking at me. It was bent like a banana, with quite a large blue head. I grabbed it with my hand and forced it against me, as I also started to move against it. I looked in the mirror again. He was obviously now also getting really excited. His face was red and his hair dishevelled. I could just barely see Poul at the entrance. I was wondering again what he thought of this, when I felt his penis sliding into me. He had finally had enough of playing around and soon we were going at full blast. I had to hold on to the arms of the chair as he plunged into me harder and harder. I like being taken from behind. I like my tits hanging free, bouncing with each thrust. I often do it with Poul this way, also in front of a mirror, as he loves watching my bouncing tits. I was well aware of him looking at me now. It was just so erotic and exciting, doing it with somebody else, right here in front of him. I know he has been dreaming about experiencing this, because he had told me many times before.



With one hand the guy let go of my hips and when he found a dangling tit and nipple to squeeze, I almost came. I thrust back against him as hard as I could and soon felt him speeding up. He grabbed my hips again with both hands so he could pull me harder against him. I started to shake. I could so clearly feel his big mushroom head pounding into me, and actually watching it in the mirror was just such a turn-on. I had a hard time not letting out small yelps as I started to come, but managed to bite my lips to stop it. I started an uncontrollable shake as at just the right time, he slipped a wet finger into my anus again. I was still shaking as he came inside me. A couple of strong thrusts almost knocked over the chair, and he was done. But my aftershocks were only just subsiding as he grabbed a tit with his free hand, and moved me to an upright position, still with a finger up my backside. As he squeezed my nipple hard and worked his finger in and out of me, I came again in a small orgasm. Finally he slipped the finger out and let go of me. I grabbed my tits myself because I like playing with my orgasm-hardened nipples right after I have come. I realised he must have been busy getting his trousers back up, but when I looked up he was gone, and instead I saw Poul coming in. I leant against him totally spent.



"Is this the dress you want?" he said as if nothing had happened.



"No," I said, "I think it is too provocative, you never know what might happen, if I was to wear a thing like that."



He slipped out again, and this time I noticed he closed the curtains completely. "Closing the barn door after the horse has bolted," came to my mind as I got dressed again. I still looked like I had been in a thunderstorm, and I could still feel sperm running out of me, but that just kind of confirmed what had happened; I still really couldn't believe it. I never saw see the guy again, and Poul never spoke about it either. But he did manage to get me to go to the party with no underwear - so maybe the experience had changed something for me after all.





*****

Back to real life again. I just loved writing like this! It gets me really excited. I wish I could jump into my stories and actually experience them, and then jump out again if I felt bad about it.



Hope you like the story; I am off to bed now.



Hugs Jenny.

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