Dirty Talking Man

"You dare." I whispered in her ear, not a question but rather a statement. Still groggy, the previous night was a blur to her. She struggled to wake herself up and recall the previous night. "You dare?" I whispered again.

Have you ever had a moment when you realized all is not right? This was hers. In an instant she realized several factors were causing her disorientation. She was blindfolded and her arms and legs were securely stretched to two of the corners of the bed. All of the blood was rushing to her head as she realized she was on her stomach and there was a large pillow that had her ass propped up in the air. She felt as though she was still drunk, but it was not really the same. It was sort of like being in a dream.

She heard me ask her again, "You dare?"

She raised her head and opened her mouth expecting a treat and said, "I dare."
What she got was a cock shoved into her mouth! Surprised, she instinctively pulled back only to feel a burning sensation rip into her asshole and a weight bearing down on her back. She could feel me on her back as I leaned forward and said, "You dared."

"You're going to suck that cock while I will fuck your ass."

Slowly she inched my way forward easing her ass off of my violating object. Two hands guided her head to a waiting cock. As it lightly touched her upper lip, she opened her mouth and she could taste the precum. Then, she felt me lubbing her asshole. She could feel the head of my cock sliding between her butt cheeks. And without warning I slid my lubed up cock up her ass.

I said, "This is so tight." As she squirmed and wiggled in a sublime mixture of pain and pleasure, it turned me on more and more.

In the position that she was in, she could not see anything so her other senses were heightened. Being fucked from both ends was a huge turn on. She thought there's no way she's going to swallow a man's cum when she didn't know who he was, no way at all. Soon he was slamming his cock deep into her mouth while I was ramming her ass. She was bouncing back and forth on two hard cocks.

"Do you mind if I cum in your ass?"

"Do I have any choice?" she asked. All she knew is that she didn't want this to stop.

"No, you don't have a choice at this point."

He couldn't hold back and he came in her mouth. She could feel his cum on the back of her throat and tried to pull away, but couldn't. I was watching her intently and knew she would try to spit it out. "You better swallow it all," I warned, but she coughed when I lost control fucking her ass harder and harder until I came. I rolled off her and she lay there with cum dripping out of her mouth and ass.

After a few minutes she was beginning to come out of her stupor and regain her senses. Shit, I said swallow it all! A chill overcame her and she started to worry what we would do to her next. In her awkward position, all she could really do was slide back and forth. Her movements caught my attention.

"What are you trying to do? Leave? I don't think so. We're not done with you." With that I walked up to the bed, my cock swaying with every step. I stopped at the foot of the bed, took off the blingfold, knelt down until my face was in hers and said, "I told you to swallow all of it."

I asked "You dare?"

She paused and thought, I'll never be with two men like this again.
She said, "Yes, I dare."

It all began innocently enough, a little flirtation now and then, nothing too serious. I guess you could say I always knew she had a dark side, but it was nothing to be alarmed about... Her husband was a nice enough guy, but they just didn't seem to go together. She was a green-eyed, red headed beauty and he was,,, well in a word, plain. She was outgoing, friendly, and genuinely fun to be around; he was backward, shy and reserved.

She knew I missed home and would occasionally make a little something for me. My absolute favorite were her chocolate covered peanut butter balls. Our office had a little anniversary party and we all went a the bar to celebrate. All week long she complained that her spouse was away for business and she was horny as hell! Jokingly, I suggested that she go to the sex shop and pick out a toy to help pass the time. To my delight, she informed me that she had all she needed at home.

Slowly our coworkers left one after another, but she and I continued to party. Shortly after the departure of the last of our cohorts, she excused herself to "powder her nose." When she returned, she had a cookie tin with a ribbon on it and a card. All the card said was "open if you dare..." She slid it across the table, with a look so sly that I just had to open it. The tin was filled with those delicious chocolate coverd peanut butter balls, layered nicely on wax paper; row on top of row.

"Do you dare?" She asked.

"Of course I dare," I responded popping one in my mouth.

"You better be careful, I may have something extra in there," she warned with that sly smile again.

As the evening progressed we drank more, talked, laughed, and danced. Now instead of sitting on opposite sides of the table, she moved next to me, and fed me the yummy treats. Each time she would hold it up, and ask "You dare?" With a drunken boldness, I would open my mouth and she would pop it in. Slowly the tin disappeared layer by layer. By now it was getting late, the bartender had made last call and folks were pairing up for the door. We both knew it was time to go, but neither of us were in any condition to drive so we hailed a taxi. It was at this point that I discovered that I was out of cash, but she came to my rescue.

"I'll loan you the cash, but we have to go to my house first, if you dare" she said mockingly.

"If you dare," I repeated warningly. By this time I was horny as hell from our dancing and feeling that awesome body of hers. Up until now, I only fantasized about this woman, but now I wanted her for real!

We fell into the cab arm in arm kidding ourselves that it was just to support each other. All during the ride to her house she kept feeding me the treats with the same line "You dare?" When we arrived at her house she said she had to run in to get the money. She started to get out and stammered, "I-I need help walking. I'm more wasted than I knew!" Feeling chivalrous I got out and walked her to the door, opened it and went inside leaving the door open. We stumbled down the hall to the kitchen. She opened a jar full of dollar bills and handed me a handful, "Go pay for the cab, then come back in here, I'll make sure you get home."

YES! I thought to myself... you ol' dog you're in there for sure tonight. Hurriedly I walked out and paid the cab driver and strutted back in. As soon as I closed the door, she asked, "You dare?" There was a different tone now. As my eyes searched the unfamiliar surroundings for I nearly tripped on her shoes. They weren't there when I left, I thought. Slowly I walked down the hall peering into every corner looking for her.

I found her lying on a huge bed. Leaning back on her elbows, dress nearly falling off her shoulder and another chocolate treat resting on her inner thigh. I think for the first time, I truly wanted this woman and come hell or high water I was going to have her!

At 6'2" I have yet to encounter a bed that couldn't easily climb into, but this one was high. The satin sheets and comforter only served to enhance my intoxicated induced awkward ascent. She laughed and again asked, "You dare?" Starting at her ankle, I licked a trail up her leg to, then past the treat. Quickly she grabbed my head, "No, no. You're gonna eat it."

"That was my intent," I said coyly.

"No I mean this," and she put the treat in my mouth.

Being so close, smelling her perfumed body, only served to further my drunken state. My head was spinning, and my ears were ringing. After what seemed an eternity, she pulled me on top of her and wrapped her arms around me and kissed me passionately. Her tongue darting in my mouth, as her fingers ran through my hair. Eagerly I returned her hungry kisses and thrust my tongue into her mouth. With each moment our passion grew, as did my cock. It was now becoming uncomfortable since my pants kept it pointing to my feet. I managed to break from her kiss and began to lick down her neck and behind her ear, while unbuttoning her dress front. Laying back she allowed me to work my way to the very last button.

I stood up on my knees and looked down at this fiery beauty, her dress splayed open exposing her sexy body, as she had nothing on underneath. Her breasts were large and firm, and her nipples jutted up proudly. With my mouth watering I descended to her slightly parted legs. Gently I kissed all the way up her thigh across her tummy and down the little patch of lightly colored hair. I could easily smell her muskiness now and gently kissed those soft lips. She let out a little moan and spread her legs wider, giving me even greater access to her soft folds. I have eaten my fair share of pussy, but to this day it is the one I so often recall. It seemed that with every lick and kiss, she would squirm and grab my hair pulling me to her. As I kissed and swirled her clit with my tongue, I slipped two fingers into her steamy cunt. I began to slowly work them in and out of her and could feel her tensing. I knew her orgasm was building and soon would release, and I wanted to eat her even more.

With a near scream, "Ohhhhhh god...I'mmmm cumming" and she began to cum harder than I had ever witnessed. Convulsing, twisting, seemingly in agony but holding my head and grinding her pussy into my face. I began to realize I was no longer was in control; she was, and no one could deny her orgasm. I distinctly remember feeling as though I was being used--but who cares?

Like a woman possessed she sat up and flipped over on top of me, and began to ride my face making sure to use my nose to my chin. She straddled me and had my arms pinned under her legs, cutting off the blood supply to my hands. I could not lick fast enough or long enough to keep up with her juices. It was incredible, she was cumming again and again...and I didn't even have my belt loosened.

Afterwards she rolled off of me and eagerly began to undress me. Nearly ripping my belt loop off trying to get my pants off. She slid my pants off and said, "You're wet too," referring to a huge amount of precum that had soaked through my briefs.

"Isn't that uncomfortable? Having your cock restrained like that," she asked. Hardly waiting for an answer she bent down and began to suck the precum through my shorts! Never before had anyone given me head like this woman did. She eased my shorts off and my cock flapped up onto my belly.

"Oh my, I have missed a large cock for so long," was all she said as she eagerly engulfed my whole cock. Eagerly sucking and pumping it all the while playing with my balls. She again straddled my face in an incredible 69. I could tell she was ready to cum again, so I drove my tongue deep into her pussy, fucking her with my tongue. Moaning while sucking my cock, she started to cum which drove me over the edge. I shot my load down her throat and she never lost a drop. We were both spent, but lazily she reached over to the tin and lifted it to show me, the last layer had a note on top of it. It read, "Continue, only if you dare..." Reaching in I pulled it out, took another treat and defiantly popped it into my mouth. She snuggled up against me and we both fell asleep.

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Breakfast is over...your husband is off to work, and the kids have left for school. You sit quietly at the kitchen table finishing the last cup from the coffee pot...daydreaming about nothing in particular...getting ready to start another weekday.

The doorbell rings once, startling you from your morning trance. You rise slowly from the table, wondering who it might be. As you walk from the kitchen to the front door you think "what a sight I am, hair all mussed, in an old robe and worn slippers...well the hell with it, whoever it is they probably don't look much better than I do."

Quickly you run your hands through your hair and down the front of your robe, smoothing out the wrinkles as best you can. You peek through the security viewer in the door. You can see the head and shoulders of a man in a cap and work shirt. He appears to be in his mid to late forties, with light brown hair peeking out from around his cap.

You open the door slightly, and peering around the edge you say "Yes?"

You can see more of him now...a strong, athletic, tall man carrying a large package with both hands hand, but the peak of his cap covers his face cause he's looking down along the floor for something.

"Home Delivery" he says in a deep, but soft baritone.

"OK, come on in and put it next to the stairs".

You open the door to let him in, then close it behind him.

Just inside the door he places the box on the floor and turns to face you. It's You! He's in your house, but your husband's in town and you would have never risked having him in your home when your husband is in the same city. His deep, hazel/gray eyes meet yours. You stand not moving under his unblinking gaze, and a tremor of fear, or is it excitement, quivers along your spine. For what seems an eternity neither of you speaks or moves. You are riveted in place by his eyes. They seem to reach out and hold you immobile, like a fawn caught in the headlights of a speeding car.

He doesn't move, or speak. His eyes seem to see right into your soul, and you desperately want to say something to break the spell...but you can't find your voice. Something primal in the depths of your being doesn't want to move or speak, something strong and insistent, caged and yearning for the light pushes its way up through your stomach like a white fire. You stand unmoving, trembling, half-afraid.

You watch helplessly as his hands reach for you. They are strong hands, but strangely graceful in their movements. Slowly, one button at a time, he unbuttons your robe. You feel on the edge of panic, but the growing white fire in your belly holds you firmly, and quietly, in place.

He pushes the robe gently off your shoulders, and it falls silently, forgotten, to the floor.

Your knees are turning to water, and the trembling along your spine is moving in waves. Gently he places his hands on your shoulders and turns you around with your back to him. His hands move softly to your hips, and with one hand on your stomach backs you toward him, while the other lifts your teddy over your head.

His hand on your stomach seems to spread the fire upward, and for a moment you can't catch your breath. Gently his hands move upward to caress your erect nipples. and after a moment, downward across your stomach. By now, your will to resist is vanished...you are consumed by an animal need so strong that it's almost more frightening than the risk you know you're taking. As he holds you against his body, you can feel his nakedness against your back. Between your buttocks you feel his erect penis pulsing gently, insistently.

He turns you around. For the first time you see his body. And his biceps ripple when he moves his arms. His tiny, erect nipples point their desire at you, and as your nipples touch his chest you totter on the edge of putting a stop to this.

In one fluid motion he reaches an arm beneath your buttocks and another behind your back, and lowers you to the floor. His hands begin to search every inch of your exposed body, touching, caressing, fondling. Their rough texture on your soft skin belies their gentleness. Slowly his right hand finds your clitoris and begins a gentle stroking which sends waves of sensation coursing into your trembling belly. You close your eyes, giving yourself over completely to the sensations, feeling your mushrooming desire.

Your sensations gradually grow in intensity as the rhythm of his hand on your clitoris grows ever faster. Suddenly he stops, and you feel him move down toward your mons. He parts your thighs and with a start of disappointment you feel him move between them. Before you can open your eyes, you feel the insistent pressure of his hand replaced by a warm, wet, raspy sensation around your vagina, which moves slowly upward toward your hot clitoris. As his wet tongue rasps gently across it's inflamed head you feel your belly tightening as you experience a tiny orgasm.

As you writhe in helpless rapture his stroking tongue guides you from peak to peak, until you think there can't possibly be any more. But moment after moment he caries you higher until you believe you'll die. Finally, you collapse, beyond sensation, floating on a soft carpet in a warm sea. You lie exhausted, but yearning for more.

The stroking of his tongue subsides to a warm caress which adds a gentle pink haze to your dream like state. Then, gradually you feel his tongue become more insistent, and once again, and yet again, you explode in ecstasy. Time after countless time you follow his lead into sensations you never imagined possible, and after each he gives you an eternity of quiet caressing to savor the journey.

Finally, his tongue abandons your clitoris, and begins a march across your belly. Nibbling, stroking, sucking, he moves up to your full breasts. You feel his warm, wet tongue gently circling your erect and sensitive nipples, first one, and then the other, as sensation shoots from their tips to the pit of your stomach. As he moves along your body, hovering just above it, you feel his penis, erect, inflamed, pressing into your thighs, and then your stomach, pulsing gently up and down. You feel his breath panting on your neck, and the extinguished flame of your desire rises again from the ashes.

You become aware of the tip of his penis pushing gently at the entrance to your vagina, as he sucks gently on the skin of your shoulders. Your hands move along his back, stroking the hard ribbons of muscle beneath his skin. You feel his body begin to thrust at your vaginal entrance and you sense his need through the insistence of his movements. Your hands run down his back and grip his butt, and you pull gently, encouraging his joining with you. As he feels your hands pulling him firmly toward you, he thrusts forward, and your well-lubricated vagina engulfs his penis. You both gasp with pleasure at the penetration.

His penis begins to stroke rhythmically, and with each pistoning movement he seems to fill you completely. His body is very strong, and his desire for you is intense, but his movement is surprisingly gentle. This strong, hard man is making love to you, and the sudden realization of it brings on an orgasmic release which is as unexpected as it is pleasurable. You rock together in a rhythm as old as time, as waves of pleasure on the physical plane, and joy on the spiritual plane wash over you both.

As your orgasm subsides into a warm glow, his thrusting grows more gentle, virtually stopping at times. Still he moves in and out, almost helplessly. Each gentle thrust of his hips places his body deep inside yours. The simple pleasure of being joined rivals the intensity of the other sensations you have created together. You have no sense of time, or place, only the joining, the oneness.

You can feel beneath the tightness of his back muscles a growing need, an insistence, which is as much a part of his primal being as the white hot fire in your belly is of yours. You can sense in him a need to climax, to finish the act, to leave part of himself inside you. You feel this need building with every thrust of his massively erect penis, with every thrust of his hips. You can feel his buttocks clenching with increasing desperation as he nears his completion. As you feel this need, you want to join him fully. His increasingly powerful thrusts are greeted with your own ever more powerful upthrusts as you strive together to join in this most human of acts. You pound together, stripped of intellect, reduced to primitive animals, grunting, panting, sweat intermingling, senseless, inflamed, and desperately reaching for each other. In a moment his thrusting becomes beyond his control. You open yourself totally pressing upward to meet his downward plunges until he moans, tortured, and begins to stiffen with the approaching climax. Your own final orgasm grips you at the moment you feel his completion, and you hold him desperately with every muscle in your body. His back arches violently, and between your sweaty thighs, deep in the recesses of your clutching vagina, you feel him begin to throb. With each throb in your vagina, you hear him gasp, and you feel his hot semen pour out of you, running down the crack between your buttocks. With each thrust it flows around his penis and gushes out. A half dozen times he fills your overflowing vagina, and each time his huge cock forces it out onto your buttocks. Its scalding wash inflames your final explosion, and you shudder together in your final release. In a last moment of conscious thought before you collapse together you feel a completeness you've never imagined possible before.

After some time, you couldn't say how long, you feel his lips brush your cheek. Without a word he stands up, pulls on his clothes, and quietly leaves.

For a long time afterward you lie alone on your living room floor, wondering at your lack of remorse, and pleasuring in the warm afterglow. "We never said a word" you think. And as you think about it you realize that the silence, the anonymity, made it alright. "I'm still married, I still have the kids, I still love my husband...I'm ok." And you realize that you've gained something precious...a secret memory to place in that absolutely private place inside, never to be forgotten, or repeated.

You see the package left for you and wonder, "What could that be?"

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I kiss your stomach as I headed south. Then your waist. You definitely anticipate where all this was heading, and you part your legs for me as I remove your panties. I maneuvered between them. Such a beautiful sight to behold. Your scent is intoxicating. I briefly kiss your outer lips to complete the pattern, then gently part them.

The world before me explodes in brilliant scarlet pink. You "oh" with anticipation as your hands rubbed my shoulders and back. I let my tongue partake of you as I run it teasingly inside your outer lips. The taste of your anticipatory wetness is the sweetest nectar. Playfully, I lightly suck your soft fleshly inner lips, then let my tongue roam freely around them, making a slow spiraling circles on your vagina. I find your tight entrance and attempt to insinuate my tongue into your cunt.

When your hips begin to rise to my gentle tongue fucking, I let my attentions wander (Your orgasm has you shaking and you jump away from me.)

"I love the way you taste."
(As I slide up next to you.)

"Hmmm. I love the way you taste me."
(As you run a finger along my arms.)

"What about you?"

"What about me?"

"I want so much to pleasure you, also."

"Be my guest."
(You turn in the bed, getting on your knees. You grasp my shorts and I assist you as you pull them off my legs and toss them carelessly on to the floor.)

"Oh look at this. It seems you are happy to see me."

"Happy is an understatement."
(You take hold of my hard stalk and slowly move your hand up and down it in the familiar jacking motion. A pearl of pre-seminal fluid gathers at the top of my now purple cock helmet. You touch it with the finger of your other hand causing it to string between my cock and your retreating hand. Then you look at me with a gleam in your eyes and I watch as you take your finger and place it at your lips. Your tongue snakes out and licks gently the pre-cum that is on your finger.)

"Mmmm, good enough to eat."
(Again your eyes are on mine as you lean down over my erect rod, stick your tongue out and lick the tip of it. You are enjoying watching me enjoy it. You then proceed to kiss around the head of my cock as more pre-cum leaks out. You open your mouth and envelop the purple helmet and hold it in your mouth swirling your tongue around the tip. It is now my turn to moan.)

You suck on my cock lightly then move your head up to let the helmet make a smacking sound as it pops from your mouth. Still your eyes are on my face. I am riveted to watching you play with my cock. One of my fantasies coming true. You then take my cock into your mouth and begin to descend on it taking over half of it into your mouth and throat. I am tense with the feeling of the warmth and wetness of your sucking mouth. It feels so good that I squirm a little under your control. You move up and down on it a couple times and then cocking your head a little you began to descend on my cock until your lips were pushing towards my pubic hair and bone. The squeezing of my cock by your throat muscles was beginning to tempt my resolve to make this time last as long as possible.

"Enough of that for now. You will soon have me going before I am ready."

"Why not? You have pleasured me so well."

"Because I want to have you in as many ways as possible before this is completed."

"Okay, what do you want me to do?"

"Ride me. Mount my cock and ride me to another of your great orgasms. I want to watch your whole body explode on the pleasure it gets from my cock. And, I want to be inside you now." You rise up, moving one leg over my thighs and sit down on my legs. My cock is standing rigidly up against your belly leaving trails of spittle and pre-cum across your belly button. You move up on my cock holding it against your stomach as you rub your clit against its base.

"Mmmm. That's good. Is this okay with you?"

"Yes. Have your way with me."

"Oh I'll have it my way, all right." After several humpings of your clit on the base of my cock, you raise up on one knee. Holding my cock at the entrance of your wet pussy, youvlower your body onto my cock for the first time. I can feel the tightness of your velvety sheath as it closes around my hardness. You can feel the bulk of my cock as it begins to fill you up.

"Oh, yes!" As you slowly lower your entire body down over my disappearing cock. I
watch intently as it is slowly swallowed by your vagina and your face shows the exquisite pleasure that it is giving you.

"Oh, it feels so good. I love being inside you."

"Uhhh, huhhh." You settle completely on my pubic bone with the entire length of my
cock inserted up into your tummy, prodding against your womb. You rub your belly and I can feel the movement from inside of you. You squeeze your vaginal muscles causing me to flinch with joy. Then you move yourself around me in tight little circles causing my cock to churn inside the tight, hot, sleeve of your cunt.

"Mmmm. This is lovely."

"Ride me. Fuck me." With that encouragement you rise a little on your knees and then
descend again, allowing my cock to feel the pulling and tugging of your pussy. Two more times you do it slowly then you place your hands on my chest, drop your head forward a little and take off in an orgasmic ride. Up and down, around, up and down, you begin to fuck yourself. I raise my hips some to create deeper penetration.

"Oh, god. It's good. It's so good."

"Keep it up. You're great." I am doing my best to hold back my orgasm as you build to another body racking orgasm. As it comes on to you, your hands move behind you onto my legs, you arch your back up and drop your head back.

"I am going to come."

"Do it. Do it. Come all over me."

"Oh, yessssss! Here iiittttt isssssss. Umphhhhhh!" After the onslaught of your explosive orgasm, you move back over me to lie down fully upon me as you come down off of your high. You are like a rag doll lying on my chest. I run my hands up and down your back and over your thighs. You are beginning to gain strength again.

"I have another way I want to fuck you!"

"How?"

"From behind. I want to hold on to your hips and slam my cock up into you until you scream."

"Oh, do it. Do it now." You move off of me and my cock comes out of your tight pussy with an audible pop.

"Get on your hands and knees." You quickly comply. I move up behind you. Take you gently in my hands. Squeezing your ass lightly. Running my hands down through your ass crack to your wet pussy. I tickle your clit a little and then run my finger
back up through your pussy and your ass. I stop briefly at your puckered dark
hole and rub it gently with my finger.

"Ummm. That feels good."

"Maybe someday!"

"Someday?"

"Never mind." I crawl closer to you and hold my cock up to the entrance of your
vagina. I lay my cock at the tiny slit that is your pussy hole and press in gently. My cock slowly pushes it's way into your grasping cunt as I move closer to you. My
pubic bone comes up against your ass and I find myself deeply embedded into your body. I hold there for what I would want to be hours, but it is only seconds. Grasping your hips, I pull you even closer into me. My cock again bumps against the wall of your womb, seeking more room to operate. I let it soak in your warm cavern, enjoying the feeling of your body next to me. I use my fingers and stroke your thighs and ass cheeks running them up and down your back. I am trying to memorize every inch of your body to lock it in my mind so I can remember this more clearly th next time I masturate. But the memories never give you the smoothness, warmth or texture of the skin. It's just the sight of your body, your lovely shape. I am afraid to move and break the moment, but there is an urgency deep in my groin to pleasure you more. So I begin to move slowly back and forth, in and out of you.

"That feels good. So good. Keep doing that way for a while. I love it."

"I love it too. Wish I could keep this up for hours. But you are so tantalizing like this. I love your ass. I wish I could fuck you like this all day." I lean over and grasp your tits and squeeze them against your chest. Then I take each of the nipples between my fingers and begin to tease them and pinch them.

"Oh, yes. That turns me on. Play with me while you fuck me." I move my right hand down and under your stomach. I reach in between your legs and find your clit. Hard and protruding. I stroke it lightly as I continue my thrusting in and out of your cunt.

"Oh, if you keep that up I am going to cum again."

"Good, I want you too. I want you to cum as many times as possible."

"Well, you are doing well. Ohhhhh!" I increase the speed and power of my strokes into your pussy. Your vaginal muscles are squeezing and rippling around my cock. I can not keep this up for very long without cumming myself. I try hard to hold my orgasm at bay, hoping to get you off before I cum, too.

"That. That's it. Fuck me harder, fuck me faster, fuck me deeper, yes, yes, yesssssss." I can feel you pussy convulsing around my cock and your body shaking involuntarily with orgasmic bliss.

"Stop. Enough. Enough. I can't take it anymore." I stop moving in you and bring my hands back to your lovely ass cheeks. Again I stroke your ass cheeks and thighs as you come back to reality.

"Does that mean you have surrendered yourself completely to me?"

"Oh, yes. I am yours. Just let me rest for a while." Finally realizing you want to lay down flat, I release you and you stretch out under me on your stomach. I move to lie next to you, playing with your hair, your shoulders. Running my fingers lightly around your face, again trying to memorize.

"You haven't yet."

"Haven't what?"

"You haven't come yet."

"No."

"Why?"

"Well it is not that I didn't want to, but I like to fuck you so much. I have learned to control it."

"Where did you learn that?"

"Practice, practice, practice..."

"Yeah, right."

"Didn't you enjoy it?"

"Of course, I did. What can I do to help you now?"

"If you are ready for me, just roll over on your back, spread your legs and hold on."

"You bet. I'm all yours." You roll over and spread your lovely legs moving them up into the air. There below me is the glorious sight of your waiting and wanting pussy. I lean over one more time and kiss it, using my tongue to run through the entire length of your inner lips. I suck lightly at your clit one more time. Then I
position myself between your legs and place my hands on the bed on either side
of your shoulders.

"Guide me in." You gently take hold of my still hard cock and using the other hand
to push apart your pussy lips, you connect me to the socket of your pussy.

"You're in. Now, please fuck me." I sink my cock to the full depth in one deep move of my hips locking our pubic bones together. I thrust again, hard, trying to get even deeper than I did with the first thrust. You groan as our waists meet. I am
not the only one guilty of seeing how deep I could go, your buttocks are arche a good inch above the mattress as you rise to meet me. As I pulled out, you lower yourself, increasing the speed and the sensations, your love hole contracts around my retreating member to add yet another exquisite sensation.

Your breathing is ragged now and the grunts and moans changed to soft whimpers. As your body flushed I feel your nails digging into my back, pulling me hard back into your warm receptive pussy. I decided not to control myself and began fucking you wildly out of control. The rough fucking brings you to an unexpected orgasm just a few seconds before I follow you into that sweet rapture. Our coordinated thrashing into each other shatters as we each pursue our own ecstasy.

Half the blogs I read have the top post saying they're sorry for not posting recently.
I'll never apologize for not posting! There are plenty of things to read here in the Archives. I think I did my best work in earlier months and things have been going slowly downhill into vanilla sameness since then. That's probably because my mind is dirtier than most and I'd rather get real nasty than write this nice sweet semi-romantic stuff that seems to fly easily on to the screen lately. I've got several unfinished drafts of posts that don't hit the mark for me. I'm waiting for some good inspiration and hoping it will cum soon.

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"Let's go," she had whispered to him in the restaurant, looking at him with half closed eyes which seemed to smolder. He had, of course, agreed. She had laid her head sweetly on his shoulder as they drove. During the meal, her hand had sometimes strayed, as if by accident, into his lap. Just a brush of her fingertips and then it was gone. Her foreplay kept him hard...

Now he stands in the center of the room. He watches her walk slowly towards him. She takes his hands, kissing each palm, and backs him into a comfortable, low chair. She sits at his feet on the floor and begins untying his shoes. Shoes, socks come off. She raises herself to her knees and moves between his, pushing them gently, insistently apart. Her hands travel up his chest, up his neck, trace his jaw line and come to rest, one on either side of his face. She kisses the tip of his nose as she does when she's in a playful mood, but her eyes are serious and dark in the candlelight. She tangles one hand in his hair, drawing his face toward hers. She closes her eyes and savors the touch of his lips against hers. The other hand slides down his chest and caresses his erection through the fabric of his pants. Her teeth nip at his lips. Her tongue tastes them then explores. She kisses him softly and seemingly without urgency, placing kisses with a sense of purpose and design while her hand outlines the shape of his cock.

It is rarely hurried for him. When it is, he knows that she will cry out and tear at his skin. Sometimes these hurried orgasms are so sudden and breathtaking they bring tears to her eyes. At those times he holds her while her body convulses under him, kissing the tears from her cheeks, his cock still buried inside her. But tonight she is an artist. She is meditative and each gesture is part of a creation she is imagining for him. He breathes deeply, inhaling the scent of her perfume, and beneath it, the scent of her desire for him. He moves to pull her close, but she turns her dark, solemn eyes on him and says "let me."

He lets his head roll to one side as she releases his hair from her fingers. He shuts his eyes as she kissed his ear, his neck, and his collar bone and begins to unbutton his shirt. She nuzzles her face into the warmth of his shoulder as her fingers work at the buttons. He feels her teeth on his neck. She kisses her way down his chest, pulling his shirt open. She licks his nipples and blows on them. They become hard instantly. He looks down at her as she moves from one to the other. The heat of her mouth is almost unbearable as she sucks one, then the other. His cock is almost painfully hard, still enclosed. Her fingers brush it as she slowly unfastens his belt. She unzips his jeans as he shrugs off his shirt.

She is tugging at his jeans now, and he raises his hips to help her get them off. Her hands are flat against his chest, moving in lazy circles. She moves them slowly down, savoring the heat that rises from his skin and the scent of his body. Now she kisses her way across his chest, across his stomach. She kisses his thigh and all the way down his calf to his ankle and back. His cock is hard and leaking pre-cum as she brushes her cheek against it. It leaves a wet streak on her cheek. He touches the wetness with his fingers. She kisses and licks them, tasting his salty ocean flavor.

She licks the tip of his cock. Her tongue seems to float on the tip of the head, then down the shaft toward his balls. Her hand is caressing them gently, rolling them softly in her palm. He watches as she teases his prick, kissing, licking but not engulfing. He has been hard hours, or so it seems. She licks the cum oozing from his cock and slowly lowers her mouth onto him. She takes just the head in her mouth sucking slowly and gently, her tongue playing on the sensitive underside of his head. He is panting now, begging her to suck and end his ordeal. Both hands are on her face, caressing her cheeks which are already full of his cock, brushing her eyelids, her forehead, touching her nose. He arches his hips and she sucks him in deeply, slowly.

She begins to feel his urgency as his hands on her head become more insistent, pushing her down onto his cock. She can feel him rising to meet her mouth. His cock is as hard and shiny as a baton of rare, polished wood. His balls are tightening and he seems to grow larger and harder with every stroke into her throat. He knows how much she loves to suck him and lives for these times when she works this magic on him. He reaches for her cunt with one hand, caressing the back of her neck with the other. He feels a hand --- her hand. She is stroking her clitoris as she sucks him. She moans as he touches her. He feels the vibration of her stifled moan deep in her throat. His cock throbs with pleasure. As he knew he would, he finds her wet and puffy. She brings her hand to his nose and then draws her wet fingers across his lips. The taste of her juice drives him wild. He is suddenly huge in her mouth and she braces herself for his sweet flood. He moans her name as he cums, his head rolling back against the cushions. She slows, sucking softly, knowing his sensitivity at this moment. His orgasm comes like a slow moving wave, an explosion that seems to move outward forever from his cock and balls; for the moment, it is the center of their universe. She feels him pulsating in her mouth. She drinks spurt after spurt.

Later, he opens his eyes and hers look back at him, dark and smiling. In his vision of her there are sparkles. She lays her cheek on his thigh, watching him recover.

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You are alone at the beach. It's a beautiful, sunny day. You have walked miles to get to a secluded beach you discovered on one of your long walks. You gave me directions and told me to pretend to be a stranger. You remove your shorts and top. All you're wearing underneath is a string bikini that just barely covers the nipples of your breasts and your vulva, with a long green string winding through the crack of your ass and tied on your hips. You make a pillow of your clothes in your beach bag and lay on a towel, enjoying the warmth of the sun on your skin and the cool breeze stiffens your nipples.

You sit up and pull the suntan lotion out of your bag and start spreading it over your body. You cup the warm oil in your palm and bend forward, your legs bent, massaging it into you calves with great delight. You stroke your legs slowly, making sure not to miss a spot. You notice that someone is walking off in the distance towards you, and you move my hands higher up your legs, massaging your thighs in long, slow circles.

Your body glowing in the sun, you lie back and are lulled to rest peacefully by the crashing waves, squawking birds, and pleasurable warmth. The sound of footsteps crunching in the sand surprises you. Shading your eyes against the sun's glare, you see a man approaching.

You start to rub some oil on your neck, now, rubbing your shoulders. Now, the walker is next to you, offering to oil your back. You smile and nod, handing him the bottle of oil. I was a little nervous about finding you. I poured too much oil in my hands and apologizing, wiping the excess oil on my own legs. You laugh and hold your hair off your neck, offering me your bare back.

I slowly massage the warm oil into your shoulders, and you sigh with bliss. This encourages me, and I become bolder, moving my flat hands lower on your back until I am oiling the top of your buttocks. You arch your back and squirm; your breathing is faster. This is driving me crazy, too.

You lie down so that I can oil the backs of your thighs and calves. I gingerly touch the bottom of your cheeks, then move down your legs. You are sure I can see how excited you are, the way your leg muscles are tightening and tensing as I stroke a particularly sensitive spot.

As I work my way down to your ankles, you turn, propping yourself up on your elbows, facing me. You offer me your foot, which I proceed to expertly massage. You throw your head back with your eyes closed, moaning, well aware that your cleavage is exposed and particularly enhanced in this position. I massage your other foot, slowly, prolonging the activity, reluctant to finish my work.

You ask me to pour some oil in your hand, and you begin to cover your chest. You stop, then say to me, "Would you?", offering me your breasts. I eagerly scoot over, reaching out to spread the pool of oil across your chest. I sigh happily as my fingers trace around your breasts, and you can't help but gasp when my fingers quickly slide upwards and under the cloth, massaging your mounds and feeling your erect nipples.

I lean in front of you and kiss you then, a long, slow, soft, gentle kiss that leaves us breathless, my fingertips stroking your nipples all the while. "I'd like you to put your hands behind you." I murmur into your ear as I lightly finger the strings holding the cloth over your breasts. You nod, wordlessly, and my fingers quickly untie the strings, your breasts spilling free.

"Now," I say, "we need more oil." I begin massaging oil directly on your bare breasts now, and you gasp, closing your eyes, as the combination of my expert fingertips, the warm oil, the cool wind, and the position of your breasts thrust forward because of the way your hands are behind your back are overwhelming.

My fingertips trace circles around your breasts, then zero in on your nipples, which now are achingly taut. You are panting with desire, but you can only moan as I lightly teases your nipples, then cover your whole breast with my palm, cupping it, holding it, fascinated, as if we have all the time in the world.

I hold your breasts firmly and kiss them, and you're aroused by the possessiveness of the act. My hand moves upward to the back of your neck, and I hold you this way as I kiss one breast while the other hand is kneading your breast with my thumb and tongue circling your nipple.

My eyes roam all over your naked body, and you can see the squirming in my shorts where a cock is quickly growing. A moment later the crimson cap of my penis pushes up through the waistband of my swimsuit, still visibly swelling. Chuckling throatily, you slide a hand across your smooth stomach to where the bottle of oil is lying in the sand, and toss it over to me. Then you roll over pillowing your head on your crossed arms, presenting me with a wonderful view of your glorious ass. You hear the bottle cap snap off, then feel the warm liquid as it drips onto your gracefully curved shoulders, running down your spine to the top of your buttocks. After a moment's delay, you feel my legs straddling you, and the hardness of my cock against your back. I am gripping it by the base with one hand, using it to spread the slick coating of oil over your skin. Stroking it over you, I steadily move lower until I am sliding it over the soft hills of your ass, and the sweet valley in between. Your pussy is becoming inflamed, and you can feel it becoming wet with an oil of its own. I continue to slide farther down, until I am rubbing myself against the back of your smooth calves. Rolling over again, you smile and quickly rub two fingers across the sensitive nub of your erect clit, sending sparks through your entire body. Holding the bottle again, I pour more oil over your legs, your crotch, your belly, and your softly wobbling breasts. Then I begin again smoothing the oil over you with my stiff cock, this time moving upwards from your ankles over the trembling thighs, to your already-gleaming cunt. Just once, I slip the tip of my cock into the wet folds of your slit and move it upwards to grind deliciously across your clit, then move upwards again, now poking and caressing your tits. You raise your head and dart your tongue at the cum-oozing red head of my dick as it bobs in front of your face, swiping across the tip and making it quiver with delight. Holding your breasts together with your hands, you make a silky, slippery valley that I drive my penis in and out of, colliding with your wet tongue each time I push through to the other side. For several long moments I continue titfucking you, then slide downward. Leaning across you, I open the little cooler behind your head and pull out a dripping ice cube. I rub it across your heated nipples, watching them swell and grow even harder, their stiff peaks jutting up from the soft mounds of your tits. I bend over and lick at them, swirling my tongue around first one, then the other, squeezing and massaging your beautifully formed hills. I drop the quickly melting ice down into your cleavage, and trace a line down towards your open legs. It finally melts just at the beginning of your pubic mound, and I pause for a moment to admire its shape and color. The lips are flowered open, your hard clit peeking out above the glistening pink flesh. I teasingly press a finger against the entrance to your hole, and watch as the hot lips quiver, trying to draw it in. Reaching into the cooler again, I pop another cube of ice into my mouth, and roll it around for a moment before lifting your naked twat to my face. Although you knew it was coming, the shock of my cold tongue and lips against your pubis sends a shuddering wave of sensation through your body. I am ravenous, feasting at your cunt hungrily, shoving my stiffened, chilly tongue as far into you as it will go, then stroking the delicate outer petals of your pussy, then attacking the thrusting peak of your clit with my icy tongue. Our moans are combined with the lewd slurping sound as I suction the sweet pussyjuice from your wet, wet cunt. You shiver and cry out, feeling the tenseness in your body that signals a coming orgasm. It is incredibly powerful, shaking you uncontrollably as you push up against my head, forcing me deeper into your hole. As it subsides, I let your hips slide back down my chest, for a moment coming into contact with my stiff rod before dropping back onto the towel. You glance down and see it hanging heavily between my legs, engorged with blood and swollen with excitement, the tip glistening with cum. Grabbing at it with your hands you feel it quiver in your grasp, oozing still more fluid. Falling back you grab your ankles, pulling your legs wide open to show me the glistening pink target of your cunt. With a cry of animal pleasure, I thrust roughly into you, until my pubic bush is grinding against your mound. Pulling back out until only the head is held inside by your grasping lips, I piston inward again. I continue to pound in and out, sending lightning bursts of pleasure through you and becoming more and more excited as I watch your pussylips swallow me inside, seeming to reach out after my cock each time it pulls back. Preparing to come, I lift your body up off the towel and crush it to me, so that you are hanging in midair, your legs and arms wrapped around my back, your pussy impaled on my rigid cock. Our cries pitch higher and higher, and I press my mouth against yours, sliding our tongues together, as the cum begins to shoot upward through my pole. Caressing your soft, sweet-smelling hair with one hand, I grab your ass as we scream and come together, my penis shaking and spurting hot semen far inside you, while your pussy quivers and contracts around it, producing its own love juice. The moment stretches and seems to last forever, our orgasms dancing and feeding off each other. Finally I stand, still holding you impaled on my cock, kiss you deeply again, and walk down to the water where we stand and let the cool waves wash over our heated bodies.

sometimes we ended up
meeting one of our cars.
We would go and park
in a very isolated or secluded place.
we move to the backseat...
We would start out just talking,
catching up with the latest...
Pretty soon,
we both got tired of talk
and wanted to see
if we could get to
our favorite reason
for being together.
We'd break the ice
with an embrace,
an initial quick little kiss,
then a long, deep kissing.
Somehow we try
to press against each other.
It was always exciting
because we were held back a little
by not wanting to be seen,
which just ended up
prolonging our kissing,
hugging,
touching,
feeling,
caressing...
exploration of each other's most intimate parts...
torn between stopping and going on...
We would get aroused more and more
until we couldn't hold back anymore.
Usually, our passions gave way
to our fears of being noticed.
I'd reach over to hold her
at the waist
then move my hand
up to the bottom part
of her blouse/bra covered breast.
Run my other hand
up her leg to the hem of her dress
and slide my hand across her thigh
along her panty hose
up into the middle of her legs,
feeling the warmth radiating from there,
the moistness growing
underneath the layers
down there in anticipation
of our lovemaking.
And she would
slowly surrender herself to me
for the pleasure
that she knew was coming.
We'd try to press our bodies
closely against each other
and move together
as we would later
when we became
joined more deeply.
Putting off
what we really wanted to do
for a little while to enjoy
the growing desire.
Feeling, exploring,
being felt, being explored.
Kissing, tongue swirling
around each others tongue,
not caring about anything,
but letting the passion grow out of control.
By then, the windows are fogged
from our hot and heavy breathing.
We couldn't wait any longer
and shed some of our clothes.
I get naked from the waist down
and pull off her pantyhose and panties.
She unbuttons my shirt
and off it comes.
I open her blouse
and undo her bra.
The feel of her bare skin
against my bare skin
was exhilarating.
Her breast flattening
against my chest.
Lying back,
I start moving her over me
and she crawls onto my lap...

Sliding up your thigh,
cold as a flame
you clench against the bonds,
then relax.
You could tear them loose,
but prefer the pretense of helplessness.
You wait,
sightless,
for my next touch.
Your nether lips,
already full and hot
from our other games,
mouth me closer,
so I glide the frozen tease
gently over them.
I can almost hear them sizzle
as you hiss
and involuntarily pull away,
then with a chuckle of contentment
tip your hips back up at me.
But now those lips are bright and glistening,
but cold,
so I lick them warm with my hot tongue,
and taste the delicious blend of tastes.
Orange - more a colour than a flavour,
memories of childhood summer days,
changed forever now.
You push with pleasure against my lips,
so I pull back,
then trail the frozen delight past your navel,
up your ribs
you pull again against your restraints
as your side shivers into goosebumps.
And the same anticipatory chill swirls
into your nipples,
already erect,
pushing them even higher.
I slowly circle the left one,
closer and closer,
with the softening,
but still cold,
popsicle.
Gently stroke it,
as it reddens and hardens,
then suck it into my warm mouth
like a frozen strawberry.
Back down I slide,
to your hips,
as they gently,
restlessly squirm.
I tease your clit,
chill it,
then suck it warm,
chill it,
suck it
you're getting more impatient now,
as your juices wash away the syrup.
So in goes the frozen dessert,
quickly,
and you catch your breath
as I twist it back and forth.
Then it's softening,
crumbling,
I dig deep with my tongue
for my orange Slurpee,
sucking it out with your juices,
all chilled and syrupy inside now.
And suddenly I slide up
and thrust right in with my hot cock
the contrast is too much for you,
the bonds are torn,
your arms and legs wrapped around me
as we both grasp
and shake
and shudder
and jerk
and quiver
and then subside
into a series of mini-shivers,
after-shocks,
wrapped in our warmth.

As I arrive at your hotel room, I notice the door is slightly ajar, and silently, I enter. You are getting ready for bed. I stand there very close to you, but you are facing the back wall and do not see me. You are slowly getting undressed and the thought and sight of you excites me. You are still facing away as you unbutton your bra and let it fall to the nearby chair. You stand there now in nothing but a long skirt. I am so excited I can barely control myself and I let out a slight moan.

You hear and you react, but you don't turn. I come up behind you and cover your eyes with my hands as I pull you close to me.

"Who are you? What are you doing?" you ask half under your breath.

"It's me, don't worry," I say.

"Don't worry? What are you going to do to me?" I hear excitement in your voice.

As I hold you with my arms, my hands across your eyes, I can feel your supple breast against my elbows. This turns me on so much and I know you can feel my large dick pressing against the small of your back, just above your ass. I want to remove my hands but I can't let you see me. I see on your bed you have a bath robe with a tie around the waist. It's just out of reach. I remove my hands and grab the back of you head softly.

"Don't turn around." I command

I grab the robe sash and tie it ever so gently around your head while saying,
"See no evil."

"Tighter" you whisper

"What? I didn't hear you. I don't want to hurt you," I said.

"Tighter, tie it tighter, and I need you to hurt me," you say breathlessly.

I do as you say.

"Do you want to fuck me?" you ask.

You caught me off guard. You were off the script, "Yes. Yes I do."

"You do what?" you whisper.

I say, "I'm gonna fuck you til' your cunt is numb."

"That's more like it."

I unzip my pants and let them fall to the floor. I'm harder now than I can ever remember being. You still stand there facing the wall, my hand on your back holding you there against it. I pull up your skirt. I want to see what kind of underwear you are wearing, but you aren't wearing any.

"I guess it's gonna be more that just dirty talk this time."

You say, "Yeah, I changed my mind" as you bend slightly offering your ass to me.

I can't hold back. "I'm going to put this big hard dick in you. Ready?"
I don't wait for you to reply. I slide it firmly between your legs, gently rubbing your pussy but not entering. I start rubbing back and forth in your vaginal lips to get the tip slippery with your wetness. Then I begin massaging your clit with the tip of my dick's head. You moan.

"What are you waiting for?" you say urgently, "Please fuck me. Fuck me now!"

I slide my eight inches in you encountering some dry friction just past the outer ring of your vagina. You feel me stretching your vaginal canal as I penetrate you deeply and moan, "Ohhhhhh, Fuuuuuuuuucccccccccckkkkkkkkkk..."

"I'm going to fuck you so hard," I tell you. "I'm going to ram it up your cunt 'til it hurts."

Your skirt is all the way up around your waist and I'm ramming you hard from behind. You moan and push your ass back to meet my thrusts. I go faster and harder in respone to your moans. I pull the robe sash to let you know who's in control, then I slap your ass. You bend down as you lose control.

"I'm going to cum!"

"I'm cumming too..."

I roar with pleasure. I've never cum so hard.

Like a burst of pleasure that seemed to last forever, I drain my very essence inside you, filling you up until you dripping with my cum.

"I hope I didn't hurt you," I tell you.

"You didn't, but I want you to. I want more," you demand.

I rip off your last shred of clothing, the skirt. I lie you down on the bed, and begin to tie your hands and ankles to the corners of the bed. I tell you, "You will get more than you've ever bargained for."

You lie on the bed spread-eagled. Stripped naked and waiting, your hips rise and fall with expectation. Your pussy is still wet from earlier, and a small bit of my cum drips down into the crack of your ass.

I stand beside the bed and watch you, still blindfolded and unable to do anything. I place my hand on your tummy and whisper in your ear "You will be my cumslut until I've used you all I want."

You moan as my hand slides down your belly and across your smooth skin. I kiss you all over, I bite your neck, I run my hands over ever part of you, I bite your lip, I kiss your ear. I grab and grope every part of you. I've saved your tits for special treatment. I rope them up so that your nipples stick out hard and erect. I suck your nipples, bite them and chew on them with you squirming in pleasure with just enough pain to make you lose control.

I let my finger slide between your pussy lips and begin to rub your clit. I start out slow, teasing you at first. You enjoy it but you want it faster. As you bring up your hips to meet my hand I go faster and harder. You can't help but emit the most erotic sounds as you get closer to another climax. I think of teasing you on the edge of climax, but the sight of you thrashing about is getting me hard again. I bring you to orgasm and just as you cumming, I jump up and slide into you. The bed shakes as I force my cock inside your drenched pussy. I pull your hips to mine. I force you down to the bed pushing deep inside you. I begin to pound your pussy like I've never felt anything so good before. I lose all control of myself. I can't stop and since I've already cum before I can fuck harder without cuming. I lose track of time. It could have been ten minutes or an hour, I don't know. You're exhausted from being fucked until you're like a rag doll. I untie you and flip you over. I spread the cheeks of your ass and press my finger to your anal opening. This breaks you out of your trance-like state and gets a response from you. I'm not sure if it's fear or pleasure.

Then, I get an idea. Something I've never thought of before and I'm very excited to try it out on you. I leave you on the bed, find my backpack, and bring out a slim medium sized purple dildo.

I turn you over on your back again, get back in between your legs once more but this time I don't enter you. Instead, I take the long slim purple dildo and slide it in you until there is barely enough to hold onto.

"You like?" I ask.

"Yes!!!" you almost scream it.

"I'm just getting it wet for later."

I see a bit of fear cross your eyes then, but everything I've done has been so amazing that you trust me to continue.

I want to double fuck you. I climb on top of you, still pushing the dildo in and out of your wet pussy, still making you moan. I take your hand and I place it at the base of the dildo and tell you, "Take over for me."

You are happy to oblige guiding the dildo where you want it. You start pumping yourself better than I could with a skill learned from experience. I start to rub your clit with the head of my dick. You start to take the dildo out.

"No, leave it in. I want them both in."

And with this, I force myself inside you underneath the madly pumping dildo. Like two dicks inside you as one, we work together pressing everywhere and everything, touching you inside in ways that you can only imagine but will always crave. With time we learn to break rhythm and move in time with each other. Two dicks inside you. One real. One fake. I feel you getting close to an orgasm but I don't want you to cum just yet, so I pull out and hold your hands away. I leave the dildo in as I pull away and watch as each pulse of your pussy pushes the dildo out a little more until it slides out softly onto your bed.

"Is it over?" you ask, out of breath and relaxing.

"Not there is still much more."

"What are you going to do with me now?" Your voice quivers.

I decide not to answer as I plunge the dildo into your ass and my cock into your still dripping pussy.

"FUCK MY ASS, FUCK MY CUNT, FUCK ME HARD" you scream at me.

My dick rubs up against and can feel the vibrating dildo sliding in and out of your ass.

"This is what I've been trying for, now cum with me!"

We come together.

Then collapse and lay peacefully exhausted intwined inextricably together almost passed out from the pleasure.

He was hot
and tired
as went further
than usual place.
Now, in the park.
the sun was just
making its way
above the horizon.
It was early yet
and no one was about.
He stopped
near a pavillion
to catch his breath.
He didn't notice her
at first
standing in the shadows.
But when he did
he couldn't believe his eyes.
Long blonde hair
flowed down to touch her neckline
and the prettiest golden brown eyes
he had ever seen
pierced his heart.
She raised one finger
beckoning him towards her.
Drawing him into the shadows.
He moved forward
as if in a trance
till he stood
directly in front of her.
Her pink tongue
darted out
as it licked her
red full lips.
She smiled up at him
as she moved closer
her arms encircling his neck
drawing his head downward
towards her waiting lips.
She kissed him gently at first
tasting him
as she pressed her hard nipples
against his sweaty chest.
She deepened the kiss
forcing her tongue
inside his mouth.
He moaned
as her tongue played over
his teeth
the roof of his mouth
and his lips.
He drew back from her
a question forming
in his eyes.
She put her finger
to her lips
shushing him as she
knelt in front of him
pulling his pants
down slowly
around his ankles.
Her hands
caressed his ass
as she pulled his crotch
up against her face.
She grasped his
hard cock in both hands
as she rolled it
between her palms.
Her wet tongue
slid over his
purple head
as she moaned
deep in her throat.
Grasping his cock
at the base
she lowered her mouth
slowly
down and around
his growing erection.
Taking him in
one inch at a time.
He thought he would explode
as her hot wet lips
engulfed him
ever so slowly.
Her tongue
was everywhere
searching
tasting
teasing.
She cradled
his balls
squeezing them gently
as her mouth
stroked him faster.
She felt his hips move
as they caught her rhythm.
His hands caressed
her hair
drawing her closer.
She stopped stroking
with her mouth
letting him take over.
Slowly he fucked her mouth
in and out
out and in
sensations rolling over him.
He felt it building
felt his balls lifting
as he grabbed her head
drawing her even closer
fucking her mouth
harder
faster
deeper.
He felt her pull back
as he rammed his cock
farther
and farther
down her lovely throat
but he couldn't stop now
he was to far gone.
His cock slammed against
the back of her throat
as he unloaded his cum
deep in her mouth.
She stopped struggling
and he felt her lips
suckling him again
as she milked him dry.
She swallowed over
and over again
savoring the taste
of his cum.
She moaned
as her tongue
licked him from
base to tip not missing a drop.
Standing she raised her lips
to his.
He could taste his cum
on her lips.
She smiled as she stepped back.
Bending over he pulled his pants back up
and in that minute she was gone.
Disappearing back into the shadows
once again.
He called out to her,
"Hey, Come back..."
And tho he could not see her
he heard her call back,
"Next time, you do me..."

Our bodies still tingle from a combination of what we did earlier and the cool night air. Upon arriving at the motel, we undress and toss our clothes onto a chair. You decide to take a shower and head for the bathroom. I hear the water running as I pour each of us a glass of white wine. Carrying our drinks, I headed for the bathroom and a warm shower.

I push open the door and a wave of steam rolls into the room. You are still in the shower and I can barely discern your outline through the frosted glass door of the shower. As the steam clears, my view improves. I can see the profile of your body now. I see the smooth lines of your legs, the flat area of your stomach, and the gentle curves of your breasts. The sight of you in the shower begins the arousal process in me. I set the glasses on the corner of the sink.

I watch you through the glass as you shower. Your hands slide gracefully along your curves, lathering your body in the warm water. You have an exquisite body, and you are aware of how I adore it. You have always been comfortable with your sexuality, willing to explore and find what excites your. It is this knowledge of yourself that have made me the lover I am. By knowing what pleases you, you are able to guide me so I can please you.

Pausing as you reach your breasts, you cup them and smooth your hands over them. Softly you caress them and gently tease your nipples. You toss your head back and let the shower water splash across your body. I see your shifting your legs and I know you are getting excited. As my erection grows, I fight the urge to jump in the shower with you. I continue to watch.

Leaving one hand to fondle your breasts, the other hand follows the water as it runs down your body. Slowly, the hand crosses your stomach and approaches the junction of your thighs. As your hand disappears between your legs, I hear a soft sigh from the shower. I know from the sound that your hand has found its mark.

Although the shower glass does not provide a clear view, I watch as you massage your body. Slippery hands, gliding over the rolling contours and into the hidden valleys of your body. Gentle hands, teasing your breasts and pleasing the inner reaches of your vagina. I wish they were my hands.

My erection has grown into a full-fledged hard-on and it twitches with each beat of my now-racing heart. I cannot resist the urge to grab it and stroke it in time with your movements. You are not yet aware of my presence. We continue to masturbate, you on one side of the glass door of the shower and me on the other. As your hand increases in speed, so does mine and we begin building toward our fantasy orgasms.

I watch as you continue to massage your breasts and dip into your treasure chest. Based upon the sounds coming from the shower, you must be rolling your fingers over your clit. I can almost feel the soft, warm, folds of your sexual lips as they envelop your fingers. Knowing your body as I do, I know you are wet and juicy now, and your fingers are sliding effortlessly into your deeper reaches.

The sounds coming from the shower increase in volume and tempo. I know you are approaching an orgasm without me, but I don't care. I am in my own fantasy world on the other side of the glass. I grip my prick and continue to masturbate toward my own orgasm. Leaning back against the sink, I close my eyes and remember the sex outdoors. My hand continues its travels up and down the length of my cock, stroking to the memory.

I don't know if I made a noise or if you just sensed someone in the room, but you slide open the shower door and are greeted by the sight of me leaning against the bathroom sink, jacking off. The sound of the shower door opening causes me to stop in mid-stroke. I am more than a little embarrassed and my erection begins to fade.

"You naughty,,," you tease, "you were watching me, weren't you?"

"Yes." There is little else I can say.

"Did it make you excited?" you ask. It seems to be a silly question in light of my current state of erection.

"Well, what are we going to do about it?" Then, smiling, uou say, "Why don't you come in you're and we can 'discuss it'."

As I step into the shower, you immediately reach for my cock and begin
where I had left off. In just a stroke or two, you have me back at full erection. As I close the door to the shower, I reach for your love nest. Dipping my fingers inside, I find your still wet, slippery and my fingers slide into your easily.

We press our bodies close together and my hard-on pokes into your stomach. You tilt my prick upwards, towards your breasts, catching it between our bodies, and continue stroking. Our lips meet in passion. We stand in the spray of the shower masturbating each other.

Your hand is firmly gripping and stroking my cock, from the hairy base to the soft crown and back again. With your free hand you reach for my balls to softly squeeze them and feel them roll in your hand. Despite our recent activity, I have recharged, reloaded and am ready to shoot.

The feel of your hand around my cock, sliding up and down the shaft, is giving me immense pleasure. As I begin building to a climax, I search for your clit to return the favor. Because you had been masturbating in the shower longer than I had been masturbating in the room, your clit is swollen with desire and I easily tease your toward your peak.

We continue our rubbing and stroking motions on each other. As your hips begin answering my probing fingers, my hips begin thrusting my prick through your fingers. As I pick up the pace with my cock, you respond with your body. Up and down your hand slides on my cock, in, out and around my fingers probe you. Faster and faster our motions become, each trying to coax the each other to the edge of orgasm.

Just as we are about to bring each other to a climax, you release your grip on me. You break our kiss and push my hand away. "No," you say, and turn around, putting your back toward me.

"What's wrong?" I ask, and then realize what you are doing.

Placing your feet as wide apart as you can, you bend at the waist and grab the faucet handles in the shower. A very pleasant sight comes into view between your legs and your action needs no further explanation.

Holding my cock in my hand, I move up behind your. I rub the full length of it along your slit several times, mixing your lubrication with the precum that has escaped from the tip of my cock. We are both so aroused that even this simple action causes us to moan. I continue teasing you for a few strokes before slipping the head of my prick inside your folds.

Slowly, I push forward and slide easily into your warm, wet, confines. Ever onward travels my rock hard cock, searching for the deepest regions inside you. My dick crawls along this tight-fitting path; probing the sides, top, and bottom of the cave; until it reaches the end of the shaft. I pause, allowing your body to adjust to the size of the intruder, before retreating. Holding your hips steady, I begin a faster rhythm we both enjoy.

As I pull my cock out, your cunt lips grip me tightly and provide new stimulation for your clit. I withdraw until only the head remains inside, then reverse direction and plunge back into your warmth. In this position I can watch my cock travel in and out of your body. I see your pussy lips holding onto my thickness and responding to our motion. The sight of my hard penis and your soft lips drives me crazy and I begin moving even faster.

I need to feel your body close to me, so I lean over and reach for your breasts. I find them and tease your nipples into erection. As I roll the nipples between my fingers as I continue to probe your pussy with my prick. Cupping your breasts in my hands, I feel their soft fullness and gently squeeze and caress them with my palms. As I do so, I can feel your close yourself around my cock and realize your orgasm cannot be far behind.

My hands leave your breasts and travel across your stomach to your pubic area. My fingers explore your junction, searching for your clit. I find it and begin massaging you toward orgasm. I match the actions of my fingers to the thrusting of our loins, pushing your closer and closer to a climax. I feel your close around me even tighter and know you will come very soon.

Your climax is approaching rapidly now, and you are pushing yourself harder and faster back and forth on my cock. Plunging faster and faster into your body, I rub your clit and press it against my pulsing prick. I feel my balls tighten as they get ready to release their contents into you. Faster and faster and faster we move, until we reach our ultimate velocity. We simply cannot possibly fuck any faster, deeper, harder.

Suddenly, there is no turning back. My prick extends as far as it can into your, my balls tighten and spray the first jet of cum into you. Your orgasm hits as you feel my hot cum squirting inside you. The timing is incredible. With each pulse of my prick I can feel the grip of your vagina as we attain a simultaneous orgasm.

As I deposit the last of my cum into your depths, my legs weaken. It is only because of our position that I do not fall flat on my face in the shower. Holding you closely, I continue to press your loins against mine as our orgasm fades into memory.

Reluctantly, I remove my prick from your and allow your to stand. You turn to face me and we embrace. The once-warm water begins to cool, but it does nothing to quell our passion. Your hand reaches for my dwindling cock and you gently squeeze and stroke it. For the time being, I have nothing left to give you, but that does not diminish the pleasure I feel as you rub my rod.

Realizing the water will not be getting any warmer, we wash each other somewhat quickly, pausing to pay special attention to the "good parts". We turn off the shower and step into the room. You grab a couple of towels and head for the bed. I take the drinks and follow closely behind.

We dry ourselves as we sip our wine. Once dry, we wrap the towels around our bodies and lie down on the bed. I move close to you and cradle your head on my shoulder.