Outercourse

Outercourse
By: A.J.

Looking back on it now, I have to say that I only have myself to blame. I helped Jaime get a job in my office. At the time, I figured that being close to Jaime all day would be a good deal for me.

Being close to Jaime would be a good deal for any man. At 22, she was one of the sexiest girls I had ever seen in my life. Very cute face, short dark blonde hair, a great figure, about 5-foot-6, and the most perfect legs you can imagine.

But there was this husband, Mel, getting in the way. I met the two of them back in the spring, at the Pool Opening Party at my apartment complex. We chatted a little and discovered that we lived in the same building, almost next door to each other on the ground floor. We promised to get together to double-date sometime soon. When I left the party, I noticed that every male around the pool kept staring at Jaime's tight little ass, which was only partly covered by her bikini bottom. Mel noticed the stares, too. He was seething about it.

We got together a few times after that. Jaime had a sparkling personality. She was a lot of fun. Mel was another matter. You could tell there was some friction between them. Jaime once made a sharp joke about his wandering eyes. He didn't laugh. In fact, he even tried to make a little move on one of my dates.

In July I didn't see them much at all. Late in the month I found out why. Jaime called me and asked if there were any secretarial jobs open in the place where I worked. As it happened, there was an opening. I offered to set up an appointment for her.

"Great," she said. "Mel and I are beginning a trial separation, and I'm going to need the extra money."

My heart leaped. "Oh, I'm sorry," I said. Of course I didn't mean a word of it.

"Well, we're figuring we can work it out pretty soon. He's just got to stop trying to make out with every woman he meets. And then he gets jealous every time another man looks at me."

"He's crazy," I said. What sane man would settle for another woman when he had someone like Jaime to come home to?

I put in a good word for her at the office, but as it turned out she didn't need any help. She had a great resume, great job skills - and of course her dynamite looks didn't exactly hurt, either. Within a week, she called me to tell me she had gotten the job.

"Congratulations," I said. "It'll be nice having you around all day."

"Well, I'll be at the far end of the building, and one floor below you - but I'm sure we'll run into each other. Anyway, I'd like to buy you dinner to thank you for your help."

That sounded good to me. So we went out to a local joint for an inexpensive dinner and a couple of drinks. We were having a great time, but I made one mistake. I had two stiff drinks. I don't know why, but the sad truth is that I've never been able to hold my liquor. One drink is my limit. Two and I'm weaving. It was so bad that Jaime took my car keys and drove us home.

She helped me from the car to the door. "Let's get you onto the bed," she said, unlocking the door.

"I'm sorry," I slurred. "I didn't - "

"Don't worry about it. Jaime is here."

She stretched me on top of my bed and took my shoes off. She stretched a blanket over me. "You'll probably wake up in the night and finish the job," she said. I could hardly keep my eyes open.

But when she came to the side of the bed to give me a quick goodnight kiss, the scent of her perfume overwhelmed me. I found myself grabbing for her body and pulling her over onto the bed. My hand found the bottom of her slacks and squeezed.

"Whoa," she laughed. "That's all for Mel." But she didn't move my hand away. Soon she kissed me again, this time a hot, open-mouth kiss. I stroked over that hot, firm ass cheek again before she pulled away. "You've been so sweet," she said, "but I don't cheat on Mel. Don't even think of that."

With that she was up and out the door, leaving me to pass out alone.

She and I got together a few times after that. I kept trying to turn this into a sexual relationship, but she side-stepped everything except a goodnight kiss. She said over and over again that as long as she was married she was determined to be faithful to Mel. Mel, meanwhile, came around once a week and spent the night with her, getting his ashes hauled. Then he'd leave her alone for a week. I kept my hopes up. I figured this marriage was bound to fall part sometime. When that happened, I wanted to be under the tree to catch the fruit.

After she'd been at work a couple of weeks, we got together for a drink. She looked worried.

"Do you hear any rumors about me at the office?" she asked.

"No, not at all," I said. "I mean, a couple of guys talking about what a looker you are, that sort of thing."

"Well, you've got a horny bunch of guys up there. Not a day passes that I don't get hit on. And apparently some of the girls have been getting jealous. One of them has been saying I've been fooling around."

"No," I said, genuinely surprised.

"No is right," she said angrily. "You should know, I don't fool around on Mel. He and I still get together from time to time. He's trying to change. We're working things out. As long as we're married, I won't look at another man, much less make out with one. I just won't cheat on my husband, you know that. So don't believe any rumors you might hear. They're just jealousy - female envy or maybe male bragging. Maybe they don't believe a woman can be faithful, I don't know."

I believed her. I mean, she had proven it to me. I knew she wouldn't fool around.

But a few days later, I received a shocker. I went to lunch with five of the guys. The group included the office stud, Mike O'Hara. They said the girls called him "Big O." Maybe for his name, O'Hara, and the size of his tool. Or maybe for the "Big O" he had a reputation for delivering with that tool. They said he could make any woman cum within 5 minutes. He seemed to get any woman he wanted - married or single, it didn't seem to make any difference. Whatever he had, it worked like magic on women.

Some time during lunch, one of the guys, Gary, asked him about the new girl. It took me a minute to realize he was talking about Jaime.

"I heard you were nailing that little bombshell in the stock room," Gary said. "They said you two were staying after work every night, fucking your brains out."

Mike smiled. "Not quite. It's just heavy wet petting. She likes to play sex games."

"How do you do it? She acts like the faithful wife. Won't look at another man, she says."

"I don't think she's getting any at home," Mike said. "In the stock room, that luscious little body got crazy hot, squirming all over me. I had my hand up her skirt squeezing her juicy ass, slipping between her legs, digging into her hot, wet camel toe through her panties and she's moaning don't, she's married, all that time biting my lip, scratching my back, humping my finger and groaning for more. Won't look at another man? That faithful wife not only looked, she was an inch away from spreading her hot thighs for another man's hard meat. But she wouldn't cross the line. Left me there with my cock in my hand.

"You notice she's quit wearing pantyhose? That's because I told her I wanted to feel up her bare legs when we were petting. Now she comes in to sit on my desk and I've got my hands all over her gorgeous naked legs and I'm biting her nipples through her blouse. I'm rock hard, I've got her so hot for it she can't breathe, she's wrapping her sexy legs around me, grinding her pussy against my hard-on and still saying she shouldn't, she's can't cheat."

"Another cock tease wife, maybe," Gary said.

"Maybe," Mike said. "Her mouth says she's married. But her body doesn't know it. Married or not, that cute little fox is dying to drop her panties for me. The right time and place. Any bets?"

Everyone was silent. We all knew O'Hara didn't need to lie. He could get any woman he wanted. He made me sick. I had noticed that Jaime had stopped wearing hose, but I thought it was because of the heat.

The next time we talked, I asked Jaime if she had met Mike.

"That creep!" she said. "Thinks he's God's gift to women. I can't stand him. Let's talk about something more pleasant. I've got good news."

"What?"

"Mel and I are getting back together. He's moving back in when he gets back from Atlanta Friday. We're having a party Friday night to celebrate. You're invited, of course."

I was stunned. This was good news? I don't know why, but I always figured they'd get a divorce. I was counting on it.

Thursday night she came over to my place. She was not happy.

"Mel has to stay over in Atlanta tomorrow night. Oh, he's still going to move back in on Saturday, but meanwhile he's going to miss the party. So I was wondering if you'd do me a favor."

"Sure."

"Your friend O'Hara is going to be there. He's always hitting on me at the office. So I was wondering if you could kind of stick around me a little. I don't want any hassle with that jerk."

So that's how I ended up at Jaime's party without a date. I was a chaperone. But who knew what might happen later.

That Friday was one of the hottest days of the summer. That day, Jaime called all of the guests and told them to dress for comfort. Shorts if they wanted. I took the shorts option. I went to Jaime's place early to help her. She was wearing a flesh-colored mini skirt with a matching shirt that left a lot of belly showing. Under the mini, her sexy legs seemed to go on forever. I noticed that she wasn't wearing hose. I didn't read a lot of meaning into that - it was awfully hot, even with the air conditioning. Still, the men were going to get an eyeful tonight.

I was there early. I asked Jaime for a ginger ale with a very light bit of vodka. "I don't want to get smashed," I said sheepishly. She just smiled.

I stood close by her as she greeted the guests. Most of them were in their 20's. I knew the ones from the apartment complex and the office. A couple of times Jaime introduced me as "my friend, Rob." When O'Hara came in, she explained to him that I was her neighbor. "He's my buddy," she said.

As the party went on, I stuck by Jaime's side as much as I could, but after awhile it seemed to me that Mike was trying to catch me alone. He finally did.

"I thought her husband was supposed to be here," he said, looking around. "I thought they were getting together again."

"He's still out of town on business. She says he's coming in tomorrow."

"Too bad. He's gonna miss all the action, isn't he?" he said as he walked away.

A couple of minutes later, Jaime caught up with me. "What were you two talking about?" she asked.

"Who?" I asked, playing innocent.

"O'Hara."

"Not much. Mostly about Mel."

"Did he know we were getting back together?"

"Yeah."

"Was he disappointed? I mean, do you think that will scare him off."

"I think he wanted to see this husband you're so faithful to."

"That jerk. Did he seem -- ?" she stopped. "Well, never mind. Let me freshen up your drink."

"Keep it light," I reminded her. When she brought the drink back, it seemed to me that the vodka was stronger. Or maybe I just imagined that.

After that, every time I turned around, O'Hara was buzzing around Jaime. They seemed to be laughing and having a good time.

Then I noticed that they were both gone. I couldn't find them anywhere. It was a small apartment. Finally I saw O'Hara coming down the hall from the bathroom. In a couple of minutes, Jaime came from the same direction. Her face was flushed.

People were leaving. I didn't know where the time went. I was feeling very fuzzy. When we were down to just a handful of people, someone moved the furniture back in the dining room to make room for dancing. Jaime put on some slow music. I hurried to get to her before Mike did, and we began dancing. She slid comfortably into my arms. Usually I was a good dancer, but I quickly realized that I was having trouble controlling my feet. I stepped on her foot, stumbled and almost fell. Someone caught me and held me up. It was Mike.

"Whoa, buddy," he said. "Let me take this dance and you rest awhile." He helped me to a chair.

The room was getting a little blurry. It seemed awfully hot in here. There were only four couples left dancing. Everyone else had gone home. Jaime kept Mike at a bit of a distance as they danced. When he tried to put both hands behind her waist, she stepped back and shook her head. As I watched them, I saw Jaime pull closer to him and whisper something in his ear.

One of the couples left and Jaime and Mike went to the door with them. I hoped Mike was leaving. But when Jaime came back, Mike was right behind her. She came over to my chair.

"Are you okay?" she asked. "Do you want us to help you home? You really look like you're about to pass out."

I shook my head. I was afraid to try to talk.

"Well, think about it," she said. "Here, let me bring you a lighter drink."

Jaime and Mike danced a little closer. Through my haze, I could see that she had both arms around his neck and was stretching up toward him. His hands gripped the sides of her bare waist, pulling her pelvis against his. I could hardly keep my eyes open to watch them. Then, suddenly, everyone was gone but the three of us.

"You sure you want to stay?" Jaime asked me. "Mike's about ready to go. He could help you home on his way out."

I shook my head. They both helped me to a chair in the living room. Mike took my half-empty glass and handed it to Jaime. Then he sat on the sofa opposite me. He began telling me something about the classic Corvette he had bought. He offered to show it to me on my way back to my place, any time I was ready. I couldn't care less about his Corvette, but he kept talking nonstop.

Jaime collected his empty glass along with mine, then asked if he could help her a minute in the kitchen. "I want to empty that beer chest while I've got you guys here to help."

They went into the kitchen. I heard the sound of water and ice being poured from the large ice chest into the sink. Then there was silence. Too much silence. Way too much silence. I started up to go see what was going on.

Before I could get out of the chair, Mike came out of the kitchen. He was touching a large bulge in the front of his shorts. I'd never seen a guy get so excited over emptying an ice chest. He had a little smile on his face. When he looked at me, the smile twisted a little. It seemed to me that it was almost a smirk. "Whew, it was hot in there," he said. He hitched his shorts to adjust the bulge. He took a seat on the sofa and started again to talk to me about his car.

Jaime came out of the kitchen with our two drinks. She brought mine to me and then took one to Mike. He said something to her, and she shoved his shoulder playfully. Then she just stood there, one hand on Mike's shoulder and the other on her hip. He reached out to touch her sleek, sexy legs. It was such a blur to me that I wasn't absolutely sure what he was doing. He stroked the back of her naked thigh. She seemed unable to step away. Her eyes looked glazed. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was so sexual, so hot that it was getting me hard.

"Can you believe Mel, getting stuck in Atlanta?" Mike said. "He said we'd have to party without him. Well, we are, aren't we, Jaime?" He gave me that twisted smile again as he softly and intimately caressed Jaime's satiny skin up under her mini to the curve of her ass. She stood still as he squeezed and rubbed her possessively. "He'll never know how much fun he missed."

Jaime finally grasped his wrist, giggled and shook her finger in his face. She went to the other end of the sofa to sit down. We drank some more and talked. Actually, Jaime and Mike did most of the talking, all about the office. My drink seemed strong, but I was already so drunk that it didn't matter. I think I faded for a moment. When I looked up, Jaime had moved over next to O'Hara.

Mike kept talking to me earnestly about work, or maybe it was about his car. I didn't understand a word of what he was saying. The room was spinning. Jaime turned slightly toward him and doubled her legs up close to him on the sofa. Her sexy bare legs were only an inch from him. But Mike was ignoring her. She squirmed and rearranged her legs until they pressed against his knee. Finally he dropped his hand to grasp her calf. "The guys at the office go wild over these sexy legs, don't they, Rob? So soft, so smooth."

He continued to talk to me. I couldn't be sure what was happening. It was all a haze. "Lucky Mel. We can look but he can touch." As he talked, he kept caressing her legs softly, almost absent-mindedly, not even looking at her. It looked like he was the one doing the teasing. It was turning Jaime on. She squirmed closer to him. Her erect left nipple kept brushing his upper arm. She was breathing through her mouth.

Without taking his eyes off me as he talked, he kept stroking and squeezing her calf. "Jaime is pure sex, isn't she, Rob? Such a handful. I don't know how Mel can take this every day," he said. He pressed his fingertips into her soft, satin-smooth skin. She shuffled her legs a bit so the back of his hand brushed her inner thigh.

Everything was getting fuzzy. I tried to get up to get my bearings. I leaned forward but I couldn't straighten up. I was too dizzy to see straight. The last thing I remember was the carpet coming up to meet my face.

When I began to come to, the two of them were stretching me out on Jaime's bed. I closed my eyes again.

"He's out of it," Mike said.

I listened to them go down the hall.

I struggled to get off the bed and clear my head. I crept silently down the hall. At the end of the hall, there was a large artificial plant. I leaned against the wall and peeked through the leaves. If they had looked closely they could have spotted me, but they were only paying attention to each other.

They were on the sofa where they had been before, but she had turned slightly toward him. They were kissing feverishly. Jaime had pulled her legs up again, but this time they were virtually in Mike's lap. Mike's left hand moved down from her knee to grip her calf and pull her leg higher onto his lap. He stroked her calf down to her ankle and back up to feel the soft underside of her thigh. She lifted slightly to make room for his hand.

"I wasn't kidding Rob - the guys in the office get horny just staring at your legs."

"You were teasing Rob," she said softly.

"I was hoping he'd realize we needed to be alone. I get hornier when we pet. I want more of it." He slid his palm back up to her knee, then down the top of her thigh and under her mini. He slid his hand back and forth over her bare thigh.

"Ohhh," she moaned. "Mel doesn't do that."

They kissed again as Mike's hand slipped farther up her thigh to rest on her buttock. I could hear the liquid sounds of their tongues working together. I could hear their heavy breathing.

"Doesn't he know this turns you on?" Mike said. He squeezed her ass and stroked her firm thigh. He pushed his hand between her legs to caress the inside of her leg, first over the calf and then up to her inner thigh. He rubbed back and forth against her inner thighs, each time getting closer to her crotch until finally he was rubbing her crotch through the fabric as they kissed.

"Oh God, no," she moaned.

"You're wet already," he said. "Doesn't this feel good?" He worked his finger against the crotch of her panties, back and forth deeper into the furrow between her wet, swollen lips.

"Ohhh, you shouldn't."

"Your body is so excited. I want to touch you here," he said, pushing deeper into her crotch.

He grasped the sides of her mini and panties. Her hips lifted to help him slide them off. "Just pet, Mike. I can't cheat," she said. It sounded like a plea. He straightened her legs out onto his lap.

I remembered what Mike had said at lunch: "Married or not, that cute little fox is just dying to drop her panties for me." It hadn't taken him 5 minutes alone with her.

He rubbed his palm up her inner thigh, opening her legs and exposing her trimmed pussy. "I want you naked for me. It's just petting, like in the office. I want every inch of your gorgeous body in my hands. Inside and out." He pressed his left hand into the exposed furrow between her reddened lips while his right hand unbuttoned her shirt. Her braless breasts were awesome -- perfectly shaped and gorgeous. As he continued to rub his fingers between her lips, he kissed each nipple, popping them up hard and erect.

He moved back and leaned over to kiss her flat belly. With both hands on her inner thighs, he opened her legs wider. "It's more fun naked, isn't it?" he said. She was breathing so hard she couldn't speak. His right hand grabbed her ass and pulled her forward. He slipped the middle finger of his left hand deep into her channel while his thumb rubbed lightly over her clit.

"You're so wet," he said. "I wanted to do this in the office."

"Wait, Mike, I ..." she started to say. She grasped his hand but she didn't stop him.

"Doesn't this feel good? You're so hot, so wet."

"Oh, please, please ... " Her ass began to tighten as she pressed back against his finger. She rocked her crotch toward his fingers in rhythm with him. "Mmm ... mmm ... mmm ... mmm," she murmured.

He put a second finger into her, continuing to rub her clit with his thumb. With his right hand, he was pushing his pants down. His erect cock popped out. The girls were right. He was big. Not gigantic, like a porn star, but still wider and longer than most of us.

He straightened his body up so he could kiss her while he finger-fucked her. She wrapped both arms around his neck and searched out his lips. I could see their mouths working as they kissed. Their heavy breathing sounded almost like a long moan. They went on and on. Once in a while he would break off the kiss to lick and suck at her erect nipples. At the same time, he was plunging his fingers into her and she was humping back.

Finally he removed his hand from her pussy and pressed her thighs slightly open. The tip of his hard cock poked against her inner thigh.

She reacted with a jolt. "Wait, Mike, I can't - I can't cheat."

He hardly paused. He pulled her face back to his and continued to kiss her. The tip of his cock rubbed lightly against her inner thigh. "We won't cheat," he said. "We'll just rub together. You'll like it. It's like petting in the office, but without clothes. It's your naked body against mine. Your body is so delicious."

"Just pet," she said.

"Like this," he said. They were half sitting, half lying on the couch. Mike pulled their naked bodies together until his cock was lodged between her thighs. He lifted up until it was full-length against the furrow of her pussy.

"Don't put it in," she pleaded.

"Don't worry, we're not cheating. It's outercourse. It's our naked sexes rubbing together, hot and wet, teasing. In India, some people like it better than intercourse. Just enjoy the feel of my hard cock touching your pussy, my sex fluids mixing with yours. We're sharing sexes - my cock is all yours, your pussy is all mine." He began a slow hump. The entire length of his hard cock was sliding through the opening between her lips and her upper thighs.

"You like that, don't you?" He pulled her thighs together, tighter around his cock. His hands caressed her bare back and ass. Her ass moved under his palms. His fingertips dug into the soft curve of flesh. "You have a Playmate ass. I love to pet your naked ass, your naked body." He squeezed her buttocks to meet each plunge of his cock along her labia.

"Yes," she murmured. The heat of his hard cock and her wet pussy rubbing tightly together was driving her wild. She wrapped her arms around his neck again to pull him toward her. Her open mouth found his and worked tongue on tongue. She humped her pelvis to match his. They both groaned as they felt his slickened cock working deeper between her swollen, aching lips. "You get me too excited," she said softly.

"Your pussy likes to feel my cock, doesn't it?"

"We can't," she gasped.

"They fit so tight. They're made for each other. They both want more."

"Not more," she moaned. "I can't." But her naked body twisted and turned in his stroking, squeezing hands. She rose to his touch like an animal in heat. They ground their genitals together, hot and wet. They couldn't get enough of this. Their eager bodies strained to get closer. She gripped his shoulders, then his ass. She was trying to clamp herself around him. The full length of her slender young body was arched against his - her lips locked on his, her breasts pressing his chest, their bellies, groins and thighs tight together, his hard cock throbbing between her legs. I got hard just watching her gorgeous naked body clinging urgently to his - writhing and humping for more.

"Ohhhh, fuck," she gasped. "I can't stand it. Please ... "

"We're okay, we're just playing," he said.

He shifted his position so that he was brushing her red, hardened clit with his pelvic bone.

"Ohhh, don't, don't ... ohhh ... ohhh, Mike, fuck," she whimpered. Her eyes were closed and she was gasping for air. Her body gleamed with perspiration.

He shifted again, pulling back slightly so his cock withdrew from the space between her thighs. The entire length of it was covered with their sex juices. He tightened his grip on her ass and began to rub the tip of his cock against her clit. He pumped against her in short, quick strokes. She lowered her right hand behind her back to press his tip tighter against her clit.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she gasped. "Mike, I'm dying. I'm going to - " Her body was tightening for an orgasm.

"Don't cum!" he barked at her. He pulled back for a long moment until her body settled.

"No, please," she pleaded. "You've got me too hot. I'm aching."

He began again to slide his tip against her clit. Her right hand pressed his tip so hard against her clit that it seemed almost ready to slip into her slick channel. To me it looked like she was trying to get it inside her.

She humped against him urgently. "Mike, Mike, baby, you're so sexy." Her body was tightening again for an orgasm. Suddenly she raised her right leg high up against his ribs. He grasped her firm thigh and held it against his ribs. The movement had left his tip lined up with her opening, touching it. She shuddered so hard his tip slipped almost into her open pussy.

"Oh, no" she said softly.

"It's okay, we're not doing it," he said. "We'll just tip."

"What?"

"Just tipping. It's not inside, not fucking. Like this."

He gripped the cheeks of her ass again. His fingers slid into the crevice. He squeezed and slowly pressed forward until the tip of his cock touched her pussy opening. He pulled away and then repeated it. Each time he pressed forward, the tip of his cock spread her swollen petals slightly, but the head never disappeared completely inside.

"Oh," she gasped. She spread her legs farther, lifted her right thigh higher up his ribs, and tried to press back against each mini-thrust of his cock. He gripped her ass cheeks tight to control her. The engorged tip of his cock seemed to be taking possession of her pussy. It slipped along her furrow, brushed her clit, dipped a half-inch into her waiting tunnel. He was teasing her with half-inch strokes.

Suddenly she squirmed against his plunging cock, as if she were trying to impale herself on it. His cock slipped up her crotch and was caught, flattened against their lower bellies. She tilted her pelvis up high until she was rubbing her pussy against his hard cock. "Aaaargh," she groaned. She humped frantically to keep her pussy sliding over it. She slowed gradually until she was barely humping against him.

"Mike?" she moaned softly.

"What?"

She didn't answer. But she grasped his cock with her right hand and moved the tip to her opening, pressed against it until the bulb stretched her inner wall and almost disappeared.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"I've got to have it. Don't stop. Do it, do it. I'm dying."

"Just a little more," he said. He shifted his position. He gave a slow, slow push until the bulb stretched her inner wall. "Just a little. It's not cheating. It's almost like outercourse."

She squirmed. "I don't care," she murmured. "Let's do it, do it. Make me cum."

He waited a moment until she adjusted to the tip. He began tiny strokes, barely jiggling the tip of his hard cock inside her hot, velvet tunnel. He pulled it all the way out, then pressed it back in. He repeated it again and again. He was still tip-fucking her with slow, measured strokes, but now his cock was clearly inside her. "I love the way you feel inside, how tight you are," he said. "Does Mel do this?"

"No. You turn me on so much, I can't stand it. I've got to feel it in me." She arched her body against his, trying to work his cock farther in.

Suddenly, still holding her right thigh high against his rib, he picked up speed, driving just the tip of his cock in and out like a piston.

Jaime exploded with an orgasm. Her body jerked hard against him. Her legs wrapped around him, squeezing -- then opening wide. He stopped moving in her. He was trying to hold her tight, pumping ass. She groped his ass with both hands and dug her fingernails into his flesh.

She screamed. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Gradually she stopped bucking. She was trembling violently.

"That was so - I've never cum so hard," she said.

"Want to do that again?" he asked.

He lifted her right leg against his ribs again. Her frantic movements had pushed his cock another inch inside her. Now he worked it slowly into her slick channel. She threw her arms around his neck again and pressed against him. Her eyes opened wide.

"Isn't this what you want?" he asked. "Every day in the office, isn't this what you wanted? All the time we were petting, I was dying to fuck."

"Me, too," she gasped. "You're so hard, so big, you make me cum so hard."

She had adjusted to his size. He began to stroke slowly in and out. "Oh, yes, that's it," he said, "squeeze my cock. Oh, shit. You're so tight." With each stroke out, his long cock glistened with their fluids. Each time he drove in, she lifted her pelvis to meet him.

"Yes, lover, lover, you're my lover," she said. "Mel can't fuck me like you do."

He had found his position, pinning her thigh against his ribs and pumping his cock into her tight crevice. She squirmed to open her legs wider but he held her firm. "You're so hot. I want to fuck you all night."

"Yes, yes, yes," she moaned. She put her hand down to touch his cock where it was driving in and out of her. "Deeper. Lover, fuck me, I want to feel you cum inside."

In less than a minute she was cumming again. She squealed. Still he kept going. He had her luscious body going wild. She screamed and scratched his shoulders, his back, his ass.

She threw back the upper part of her body onto the back of the sofa. She was arched like a bow, touching him only at the groin. He grabbed her ass and drove his cock deeper into her. She came again, her body shaking all over. A couple of minutes later, she was cumming again. She was too exhausted to scream.

Finally she pulled herself up to wrap her arms and legs around him. She drove at him frantically with her pelvis. Her pussy engulfed his cock. You could hear liquid sounds. She was like a wild animal. He gasped at her lust, her violence.

"Oh, fuck," he groaned. "I'm going to cum." His face jerked as his cock expanded and her pussy walls pulsed around it. His seed shot deep inside her, into her womb. Their bodies smashed together frantically. Her arms and legs held him tightly, forcing his spasming cock into her very core. Even after they finished, she continued to wrap her arms and legs tightly around his. They eased back onto the sofa.

They rested a minute. Then Jaime rolled over on top of him. She sat atop his body, her thighs straddling him. She began to rock her pussy across his softened cock. He caressed her thighs and breasts and moaned.

"This is outercourse, isn't it?" she said. "Your beautiful cock belongs to me. Get hard. Let's fuck some more. I want to fuck some more."

"Shouldn't we do something about Rob?"

"Oh, Rob, I forgot all about him. Quick, get dressed, you can help him home. Hurry, hurry, I'm getting horny. I want some more. Oh, you're getting hard. Hurry."

I went back to the bed and pretended to sleep. In a moment, Jaime and Mike came in and shook me. "Time to go home, sleepy head," Jaime said. "Mike has to leave. He'll help you home on the way."

The two of them helped me to the door. I was wide awake now but I acted groggy.

At the door, Jaime said, "Goodnight, guys. I've got to get some sleep. See you at the office."

Mike put his shoulder under my arm to help me the short distance to my door. I could smell Jaime's perfume, their sweat, and an overwhelming odor of cum, even after he closed the door behind him.

I collapsed on the sofa. I was so stoked that I wouldn't go to sleep for awhile. For weeks I had had fantasies of seeing Jaime nude. I never imagined that it would be this way, her naked body glued tightly to Mike's.

I got up to go to bed, but first I had to take a look out the window at the parking lot. Of course, Mike's classic Corvette was still there. By now he had his cock back inside that beautiful body I had hoped would be mine. Her arms and legs would be locked around him. They couldn't stop fucking. By the time Mel got back from Atlanta tomorrow, his wife would be too worn out and sore to have any interest in welcome-home sex.

For a moment I felt sorry for Mel. He might move back in with Jaime, and they might get their marriage going again. But after tonight his wife's delicious body would always belong to Big O. He could have it any time he wanted it. Mel couldn't begin to give her that kind of sex. He was such a cuckold. But I guess so was I.

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Shelly, The Pregnant Slut

Shelly, The Pregnant Slut
By: Just Plain Bob (rdavis9607@msn.com)

Shelly stared at herself in the mirror and shook her head in disgust. How could she have been so stupid as to let it happen? She took the pill, she used a diaphragm and it happened anyway. Six months pregnant and ready to scream because of it. As each month passed by and her hormone levels changed she got hornier and hornier. She wanted a cock so bad that she was contemplating grabbing the paperboy when he came to collect. No, not a good idea, the kid was all of fourteen and he'd blow before she even got his pants unbuttoned. Not that she would really cheat on Josh, but the thoughts were a definite indication of how desperate she was. What made it worse was that there was no relief in sight. Her husband was on a business trip and even if he were home it wouldn't do her any good. Josh had stopped making love to her. At first she thought it was because she looked so fat an unappealing. When she had finally, in desperation, asked him to take her to bed and he had refused she had demanded to know why. He had said he was afraid that he would hurt the baby.

"How for God's sake? You think your cock is so long you'll poke the kids eye out?"

It was the wrong thing to have said and Shelly had seen his face cloud over. She should have remembered that he was just a little insecure about his cock size. Why had she believed him when he said he could handle it when he asked her about her love life before him?

"I need to know so that I won't be blindsided when I meet up with one of your ex-boyfriends."

She had believed him and had stupidly told him about her past. It wasn't enough for him to know she wasn't a virgin; he had to know who, how, why and where and she had stupidly spilled her guts. She had been naïve and when Josh had pressed for details she had given them. The fact that three of her ex-lovers had been extremely well endowed had unsettled Josh and she'd had to constantly stroke his ego ever since. Damn it, the thought of those ex-lovers made her pussy wet. She had no idea how she was going to get through the next three months without going stark raving mad. Shit! It wasn't three months, it was three months plus however long it took before the doctor gave her the okay to play again.

The doorbell rang and she answered the door and found the mailman standing there with a package for her. He was a little old, but maybe she cou...damn it girl, get a grip on yourself. She signed for the package and headed upstairs for the bedroom. She knew what was in the box - she had been anxiously awaiting it for a week. She opened the box and took out the ten-inch dildo, batteries not included, and ran her hand along the length of it. Damn, but she wished it were real. She walked over to her dresser and opened the top drawer and got out the batteries she had bought three days before. The dildo powered up and ready she got on the bed and leaned against the headboard. She debated getting the KY, but then she realized that as hot and horny as she was she was probably already soaking wet down there.

She looked at her new toy and couldn't help but think that it looked a lot like Roger's. Same length, same girth, but probably not as hard. As she slid the dildo up and down her pussy lips she wondered where Roger was now. He had been a great fuck and she would probably be with him now if he hadn't been such an opinionated asshole. Roger wouldn't have let a little thing like a pregnancy stop him. Oh well, water under the bridge. She had the dildo about halfway inside her when the telephone rang. She almost didn't pick it up, but it might have been Josh and as insecure as he was he would want to know where she had been that she couldn't take his call. It wasn't Josh, it was her best friend Peggy.

"Hey Shel, what are you up to?"

"I was just about to take ten inches until you interrupted me."

"Anyone I know?"

"The box doesn't give a name, it just says The Pleasurizer."

"You poor girl. When are you going to grab the real thing? If that dweeb you married won't take care of you I know plenty of guys who will."

"Jesus Peggy, I don't want a pimp, I just want my husband. I'm sorry that I ever told you about my problem."

"Yeah, well too bad sweetie, you did tell me and I'm going to keep reminding you that you are a sexy and desirable woman who is going to waste because your husband is an asshole. But, be that as it may, you need to get out of that house for a couple of hours. I'm having some people over tonight to drink some alcohol and socialize. Be there or be square. How about it girlfriend? Wear something sexy so you can break a few hearts, okay?"

"Okay girlfriend, you are right. I do need to get out. What time?"

"Sevenish."

"See you then."

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She knew the second that she walked in the door that Peggy had sandbagged her. She wasn't even completely through the door when she saw him on the other side of the room. Jeremiah Washington, all six foot seven of him, rising like an ebony tower above the rest of the men in the room. Jeremiah Washington, the one man she hadn't dared tell Josh about. Josh, with his Southern upbringing, could never accept that she'd had a black lover, and if he was insecure in his manhood after hearing about the eight, nine and ten inch cocks she had confessed to experiencing, the knowledge of Jeremiah's twelve inches would destroy his fragile ego. No, no, no, no! No way was she going to walk into that room. She turned to leave, but Peggy was there suddenly, "Oh no you don't sweetie. You need this Shel. Now get in there and socialize."

"I can't Peg. I've told you the effect that Jeremiah has on me."

"I know you did sweetie, that's why he's here. There are a half dozen other good-looking single guys here too. I'm not telling you to fuck any of them; you are a grown woman and you can control the opening and closing of your legs, but you need this party Shel. You need to know that you don't have to stay cooped up in your house thinking that you are fat and unappealing just because that dimwit you are married to ignores you. Lots of men think pregnant women are sexy, so get out there and let yourself feel good for a change."

Peggy had been right. Shelly had needed to get out. She circulated and socialized and got enough male attention to make her pussy wet. She had been horny for days, no, weeks, and she had been horny when she left the house for the party so the fact that men were sniffing around her made her pussy drip. One guy, Gary, had flat out propositioned her.

"I find pregnant women to be among the sexiest on the planet and I would sure love the opportunity to prove to you that I mean that."

"Oh come on, I'm a married woman."

"A married woman alone and fairly reeking of sex. I'd be a fool not to try."

"Well I thank you for the compliment and the interest, but I'm afraid that I'll have to disappoint you."

"Too bad, it would have been fun." He had handed her a piece of paper, "My number, just in case you change your mind."

Without thinking Shelly had put the number in her purse and then she had headed for the bathroom. She wondered why she had taken Gary's number. She knew she wouldn't call him, but he had wanted her and she felt her pussy tingle at the thought that she could have had him had she wanted. She could have led him to Peg's spare bedroom and then she could ha...stop it girl and get a grip. She wiped herself, got up and freshened her make up and got ready to return to the party. She opened the bathroom door to find Jeremiah standing there.

"Can't run now Babe. You can't avoid me any longer. I guess it is safe to say that I have you cornered."

He stepped forward towards her and she had stepped back only to realize that she had made a tactical blunder. Now when Jeremiah stepped in and closed the door she was trapped. He was right, she had been avoiding him. Every time he had moved her way she had moved to keep distance. She had known that the safe thing to do was turn and leave when she first saw him, but she hadn't and now she would pay the price of her stupidity. Jeremiah always had had a hold on her that she could never understand or fight. He could make her do things that she didn't want to do and she did them without protest. In college she had been his slut and had done what ever he wanted. Give his roommate a blow job? No problem Jere. Take on six of his buddies at a poker party? Lay down and ask who was first. He wanted it, she did it, no questions asked. She had only been able to breakaway from him because he had graduated and moved to take a job in another state. He told her he would be back for her, but she had known her behavior was self-destructive and as soon as he was gone and couldn't exert direct control over her she had transferred schools. Now here he was looking down at her and she felt weak in the knees.

He smiled, "You know what we both want, do it."

She looked up at him numbly and shook her head no.

"Come on sugar, you know you're going to do it so lets get with the program here."

"Please Jere, I can't. I'm a married woman now. I'm going to have a baby. What you and I did in college is in the past. Now please, let me out of here."

"No sugar. You know how much I love white pussy and the sweetest white pussy is married pussy that belongs to another man. There isn't anything that can compare with the feeling I get when I slide my cock into another man's woman and hear her scream for me to never stop. And I do remember your screams sugar and I'm going to hear them again, and again and again. As far as you being pregnant, well, that pisses me off. I intended to be the one to make your belly swell, but I'll make sure that the next one is mine. Now stop stalling sugar."

"Please Jere, don't make me do it."

"I'm not making you do anything sugar. You are going to do it on your own and then we are going to have a night like old times."

She stared up at him and she knew he was right. She was going to do it on her own. Her hands went to his zipper and she slowly went down on her knees. Shelly unzipped him and reached inside his fly for his already hard cock. She worked it out of his pants and took it in both hands. She stared at it and marveled that she had been able to take it so easily into her body. She caressed it with her hands and then leaned forward and licked the drop of pre-cum from the slit in the large ebony head. She tried to remember how many times in the past she had sucked Jere's magnificent cock and wondered how many more times she would do it in the future. She opened her mouth and surrounded the meat with her soft lips and began trying to relax her throat muscles as more and more of Jere's cock pushed toward the back of her throat. Then Jere had his hands in her hair and he was fucking her face. Saliva was running out of her mouth and she felt his cock throb and she reached and grabbed his ass and held on as he erupted and shot his juice down her throat. She did her best to gulp it all down, but some leaked out of the corner of her mouth and dripped down on the front of her black dress. Thank god Josh was out of town because she would never be able to explain cum stains on her dress. As Jere's cock began to go soft Shelly attacked it with her lips and tongue. The die was cast now, Jere had her on her knees - his slut again - and she couldn't wait to feel his hard twelve inches stretching her pussy. In less than a minute she felt him stir and she let his cock slip out of her mouth and she smiled up at him.

"You are still the best sugar and now let's move on." He took her by the hand and led her down the hall toward Peggy's spare bedroom. "Peg told me about how much you are hurting sugar, but you won't be hurting after tonight."

They passed Peggy in the hallway and she smiled at them, "Have fun kids."

In the bedroom Shelly wasted no time in getting her clothes off. "How do you want me lover" she panted as she got up on the bed.

"Where do you want it sugar?"

"Not my ass baby, not yet. It's been too long since I've had one there and I'm not ready."

"On your knees then sugar. I want to see that ripe belly sway as I fuck you."

Shelly got on her hands and knees and Jere moved up behind her. She gasped when his huge tool slipped past her pussy lips into her already soaking wet pussy and said, "Careful that you don't poke the baby's eye out."

"What?"

"Nothing baby, just a private joke."

She pushed back at him and almost came as she remembered how good that huge pole had made her feel. And then Jere was pounding into her and making her feel that way again. As he fucked her hard and fast she gave herself over to him completely and if anyone had been there to whisper in her ear, "What is your husbands name?" she wouldn't have known the answer. Jere pounded her pussy as she buried her head in a pillow and squealed in delight. She had forgotten how good it felt to be truly filled.

"Oh God baby" she panted, "I've missed that cock. I've missed what you can do to me. Don't stop baby, please don't ever stop."

"You my whore again?"

"God yes lover, if you want me I'm yours, just don't ever stop fucking me."

"You going to fuck whoever I say?"

"You know I will baby, I'm your slut, your married white whore."

"You always was a nigger lover, wasn't you?"

"Just you baby, just you and your huge black cock"

"Get ready slutty Shelly, here comes my special sauce."

She felt the force of his ejaculation as it splashed her insides and almost cried when his cock went limp and he withdrew it form her.

"We ain't through yet sugar. You know what to do."

Shelly changed positions and captured the soft cock with her mouth and she went to work and had him hard again in no time. This time he had her lie down on her back. He lifted her legs onto his shoulders and slid his cock into her now well lubed pussy.

"Think my spraying your insides with my sauce might paint your baby a different color?"

"I don't care, just fuck me baby, just fuck me. God but I have missed your cock Jere, give it to me and never stop giving it to me."

"Oh I won't sugar, and you can count on that."

Shelly laid back and pulled her knees up as far as her swollen belly would let her and Jeremiah looked down at the white whore that he owned again. As he slid his pole in her he thought about all the money he was going to make off her in the coming months. Shelly, not knowing the plans that Jeremiah had for her, cried out, "Oh yes, oh God yes, fuck me Jere, fuck me, fuck me." Soon she was moaning loudly as she had an orgasm and then she felt Jere'' cum splash against her inside pussy walls for the third time that night.

"Jesus sugar, you are hot. We have to get you cooled down. Play with yourself until I get back from the john."

He turned and looked at the little whore, nylon covered legs spread wide, high heels digging into the mattress, rounded belly, swollen tits and opened cunt with cum leaking out of it. He smiled, oh yes, it's going to be just like old times. She blew him a kiss as her fingers stroked her clit. "Hurry lover, hurry.

Shelly heard the click and saw the flash at almost the same time and she looked over and saw Peg with a camera. Peg smiled, "Jere wanted something he could carry with him when he is on business trips. Don't sweat it sweetie. Only one copy and Jere will have it."

"Why did you do this to me? Why did you set me up? I thought that you were my friend. If this gets out my marriage will be ruined."

"Good! If it ruins your marriage to that asshole then I will consider it as my one good deed that should get me into Heaven."

"How can you be like that? Josh has never done anything bad to you."

"It isn't what he has done to me girlfriend, it is what he is doing to you. Constantly making you feel bad because you enjoyed yourself before you met him, not taking care of you now when you need it. The man is a total asshole Shel, pure and simple and you would be better off with him out of your life. Whatever, you obviously needed tonight and hopefully it isn't over for you yet. Hey, got to get back to my party.

Shelly's head rolled from side to side as she used her fingers on herself. Her eyes were closed and she was enjoying her self-induced buzz when Jere came back into the room and climbed on the bed.

"Hurry, hurry baby, put your cock in me, I need it."

Her eyes shot open when she heard a voice say, "Damned straight I will."

It wasn't Jere's voice. She opened her eyes and looked up just as a cock lanced into her pussy. It was Ron, Peggy's boyfriend. Off to the side she saw Jere standing and smiling. "I told you I had to cool you down. You are just too hot for one man sugar."

She looked around the room and saw several other men undressing as Jere said, "I told you it was going to be just like old times sugar."

The rest of the night was a blur as Shelly had man after man and orgasm after orgasm. When the last man was done with her Jere had smiled down at her. "You are mine again sugar. Mine to use like I want. I'm going out of town for two days and when I come back I'm going to fuck you in your own bed and I'm going to leave cum stains all over your husbands side of the mattress. I'm going to want your tight ass so if you have a dildo and some KY you need to get it ready for me, okay?"

"Okay Jere."

"Friday night I'm having a poker game. Do you remember what I expect from you at poker games?"

"Yes Jere."

"Good sugar. The boys are going to love that round belly. Just something about fucking a white man's woman that turns them on. And white, wedding rings and pregnant is about the best there is. Now get over here and suck my cock one more time before I have to go."

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Shelly was sitting in her kitchen sipping coffee and remembering the night before. She had no idea of what was to become of her; all she knew was that she felt better than she had in months. She had no idea how she was going to square going to Jere's poker game with Josh. He would be home by then. If worse came to worse she would just tell him the truth since he was bound to find out about Jeremiah sooner or later. The idea of saying no to Jere never even occurred to her. Jere. Damn it, it was going to be two days before he got back. What was she going to do for two days? Then she remembered Gary and the number he had given her. She smiled as she reached for her purse, why not? What was one more?

Posing for a coworker

Posing for a coworker
By: Shayla

While I was still working in Seattle, one of my coworkers asked me to help him with his home photo studio by posing for him. He knew that I had some experience as a model, and told me that I would be perfect to help him. I posed on four different occasions over the year. He usually left the posing and outfits up to me, occasionally having me turn my head a certain way or put a hand in a different place while he fiddled with the lighting.

His wife did my makeup the three times she was there. My third sitting with him was for my formal dress photos. I noticed when I saw the prints that my lack of a bra and panties was somewhat apparent in a couple of the pictures. Tom and his wife didn't seem to notice, or at least they didn't say anything to me about it.

The fourth time I posed was right after my divorce and after I had posed at the mall for my studio nudes. Tom's wife was not there this time, so I did my own makeup. I brought a couple of outfits with me, the last one was a little black skirt that buckled on the side that I wore with my thigh high black boots and a nice leather jacket. Tom had asked me to bring a flirty outfit, and I think this one did the trick.

Toward the end of the shoot, I started showing more and more cleavage. I soon had my jacket open about four inches, all the way to my waist, but I wasn't showing anything inappropriate yet. He is a coworker after all. I couldn't help but notice the bulge growing in his pants and his efforts to try to adjust himself as a result. I got a very devilish idea from watching him. Since my coat was already unfastened, I slid it off my shoulders, first one side, then both at the same time while doing a sexy pose. Tom snapped away with the camera. I then leaned forward and let the front of my coat fall open loosely allowing him glimpses of my naked breasts as I continued posing. I acted like I normally would, just to see his reaction. I wanted to know if he was going to tell me I was exposed or not. He said nothing, so I moved into another pose. Up until now, I had been careful to keep my very short skirt down so that my bare crotch remained hidden. I was now done hiding my nakedness. I sat up straight and my jacket flopped closed covering up my breasts, and I had my legs together tightly at first, but I started to spread them until I was spread pretty wide. I was sitting on a stool that was hidden under fabric, sort of straddling the front of it, and I leaned back onto my elbows, allowing my skirt to hike up enough that the light shown on my smoothly shaved pussy. Tom paused for a moment to stare, and then resumed shooting photos. Next, I stood on one leg and put the other up on the stool. The angle was wrong, so I pivoted until my wide spread pussy was hit by the light. Tom still said nothing, so I peeled off my coat to pose topless. Now he finally spoke, saying "Wow, Shayla!" I sat back down and raised my arms above my head, hiking my skirt again, and said to him "What don't you like this pose?" He couldn't speak, and just resumed taking pictures. As you might have guessed, I wiggled out of my skirt and posed wearing nothing but my thigh high leather boots, and I soon had those off to pose butt naked. Tom was speechless for a long time, and finally told me that he had always imagined what I look like under my clothes, but he never thought he would get to see first hand.

When we were done shooting, Tom suggested we view the pics from an earlier shoot. We went into his office and he sat at the desk. I stood to his side, still nude, and leaned over to look at what he had to share. He was only an inch or so from my dangling tit, and when he turned to say something he realized it. I could feel his warm breath on my naked flesh. He just sat there staring for a second, so I leaned in until my nipple touched his lips. He gave it a lick before taking it in his mouth and sucking it. I decided to tease him and acted shocked. He started to pull back, and I told him "you better not even think about stopping now". While Tom was suckling on my tit, I started rubbing his cock through his pants. This made him intensify his sucking, and he began to caress my bare ass with his hand. I took his cock out of his pants and started stroking him. As I did, he turned in his chair so that we were face to face, and started using both hands to grope my ass firmly. He then moved one hand to my free breast, and the other to rub my pussy. He only rubbed me for a minute before working a couple of fingers inside me. I was getting all worked up, so I kneeled in front of him and began sucking his cock. I sucked and deep throated him until he came in my mouth. I swallowed it all and licked and sucked him clean as he started getting soft.

I wasn't done with him yet, so I sucked his cock greedily until he was stiff again. I then turned around and straddled him in his chair, easing him into my pussy. He was in heaven, and went back to work sucking my tits and kneading my ass. I had a good rhythm going, riding him like a horse, when he started playing in my butt crack with his fingers. This made me ride a little harder and faster. He sucked my right breast (the smaller one) all the way into his mouth and sort of chewed on it rather roughly, and I began to moan. He then started playing with my asshole with his fingers while taking my tit part way out of his mouth so that he had just the nipple inside. He chewed on my nipple, softly at first, but then bit down hard on the tip while at the same time pushing his finger up my ass. I let out a little yelp and came. When my high subsided a little, I said to him "that was rather sneaky, distracting me like that. I guess you would like to try out my ass too?" He released my tit from his mouth and said "hell yeah". I got up off of him and turned around, and then sort of sat in his lap, aiming his prick into my rectum. He immediately said "Oh my god Shayla, I can't believe this is really happening. I have fantasized about you for as long as I have known you." I told him "now is your chance to live out what you want until your wife is due home." He reached around and cupped both of my breasts in his hand and squeezed and pinched them very roughly, making me come again. He then slid his hands down to my pussy. He started fingering me, first with just two fingers, but eventually got all four deep up inside me. I came again, and it was a long and loud orgasm this time. Tom was soon to follow, releasing his sperm into my bowels. I let him go limp in my ass, and slid forward a bit so that I could lean back in a more reclined position.

Tom and I just sat there and cuddled. I said "so was that some of your fantasies?" He replied that it was, but "the real thing was so much better than he ever imagined". "That sure was something else" I told him. We decided that we had better get decent. Tom's wife was due home soon. I wanted to shower, but there wasn't time, so I slipped back into my little skirt and jacket and left with my things.

The next day at work, I pulled him into the copy room for a little privacy, and opened my blouse to show him the teeth marks and bruises he had left on my boobs. He began to apologize, but I stopped him, saying, "Its okay, I like it rough. You can do me like that whenever you want." As I was speaking, I was also raising my skirt to show off his handiwork on my bruised ass. He seemed rather surprised that I was bare underneath, even at work. I told him that I was almost always bare beneath my clothing, that's why I have the guys in the pit turn to putty when I'm around. Tom then invited me to pose for him anytime. I told him "I would love to. Maybe we can fulfill a few more of those fantasies you have about me." Unfortunately, I never got the chance. I was transferred to the east coast two weeks later.

Aimee was great but her daughter is incredible

Aimee was great but her daughter is incredible
By: Tiger (aubie8@gmail.com)

All of this actually started 3 years ago. I had started dating a lady who was 44 years old. I was 37. She had been divorced for a couple of years at the time. She had two kids, a son who was married and living away from home and a daughter living with her while attending her first year of college.

Around Thanksgiving, Lauren, her daughter started complaining about boys, her weight, school and everything else that a typical girl would complain about. I heard most of this through her mother when she was not around. One Saturday afternoon, we were watching some college football and she starts talking about her weight again. She was probably 20 to 30 pounds overweight. Mostly, from what I could tell, it was just because she had bad habits and no work ethic. She would sit and watch tv and eat chips or ice cream or something else that wasn't good for you.

As we sat watching tv and talking, I said that I could help her lose the weight if she really wanted. She said she did and we discussed the terms under which I would help her. I knew it would be hard for her without constant supervision, and because I am lucky, I agreed to be at their apartment everyday when she got home from classes to help her. I drew up a plan, for all of us, her mother, Aimee, and I were going to do all the same things to make it easier for her.

The daily routine was a simple meal in the morning of good whole grain cereal, dry oatmeal with some fruit all covered in skim milk. She was to eat nothing else until she came home for lunch. We would have something healthier than she had been eating, getting her into some leafy veggies and healthy meat. After eating, she was not allowed to watch tv, she had to study an hour for each of her classes, which was three that semester. When she had done that, we would go to a gym which was close by the apartment. At first we used the apartment's workout area but that was insufficient so I purchased all three of us a membership at the new gym.

I made some routines for her to start adding a little muscle to her frame and at least 30 minutes of aerobic exercise every day. She actually picked this up very well and after a few initial days of great soreness and apathy, she quit complaining and did her routines every day. This even allowed me to expand and do mine at the same time. We pretty much did the same things, her spotting for me and me for her. I just did a lot more weight than her during the lifting portions. She was much more limber than I was during the stretching exercises that we did though.

It really didn't take long and she had lost all of her excess weight and really toned her body. I had been in pretty good shape but now with the constant work I was in just about the best shape of my life. Aimee, who has a totally different body type than her, also really got into shape. She looked a lot more athletic than Lauren and all the work showed.

It wasn't just the weight that changed. Lauren's grades improved dramatically, making the Dean's list the following semester, and she even went and got a part-time job because she was becoming very efficient and still had a lot of free time after school and exercising.

That summer, after dating for about a year, I stopped seeing Aimee and haven't seen her since that time. A couple of months ago, this is now 2 years later, I was sitting in my favorite sports restaurant and watching a game while eating when a pair of hands covered my eyes from behind and a soft voice whispered in my ear, "Guess who". Well, I had no idea from the soft voice so I just shrugged my shoulders. Lauren popped around me and slid into the opposite side of the booth, smiling big and throwing her dark brown hair all over the place.

She had changed little, maybe even added a little "good" weight to her frame. Her hair had grown a lot and looked really good on her. I got a glimpse of some tight faded, ripped jeans before she sat down and she was stunning in a long sleeve white blouse that she had tied right below her breasts. Unlike her mother, who was barley above an "A" cup, Lauren had ample breasts. She was only about 5'4" tall and probably now weighed about 110lbs. Her breasts where probably about a 34c and against her perfectly flat belly, looked rather large. She has the perfect body! To top it all off, she is beautiful. My dick was instantly hard!

"So, how are you doing now?" she asked. "I haven't seen you forever!"

"I am doing great. How about yourself? What have you been up to?" I replied. I had seen her many times after she had lost all of her weight but not since she had grown up. She was stunning!

"I am doing great too. I got accepted into medical school and graduated a year early, just last month. "She stated as she went on to tell me everything she had been up too and what her mother was doing and just talked. I pretty much just sat mezmorized, listening some but mostly soaking her in. She was much more animated than she had ever been. She looked much happier, more confident and energetic than she had ever been also.

After a couple of hours of watching her, watching some games, listening to her new plans, about her new townhouse that she had bought, it seems with her perfect grades, and work, she had actually made a lot of money through scholarships, she had purchased a very nice townhouse that she was now living in, I asked her what she was doing there and she said she had come to meet up with some friends but they had come and gone while she was talking with me so now she was free for the evening.

"Would you like to come and see my new townhouse?" She inquired.

"Sure, it sounds like a nice place. Let's go see it." We left and I followed her to her new place. They had been newly constructed and her place looked perfect. It wasn't cluttered yet and still had a tinge of the newness smell to it. It was "her" though. She showed me around and then we settled down on the couch with the television on. She talked some more mostly. She bounded up suddenly and asked if I wanted anything to drink before heading off to the kitchen. She returned with some drinks as well as a bag of chips and a bowl of salsa. She sat them on the table in front of the couch and sat down again. This time though, she sat right next to me. She reached out for our glasses and handed mine to me, she picked up the salsa putting it in her lap along with the chips before settling back with most of her back up against my side. I was wishing that I had the bowl of salsa to hide my again erect dick.

We ate and drank and laughed and watched more tv. After the chips were gone and the drinks and salsa were back on the table, her hand was resting on my leg. It was all weird to me, being here with her, so young, still so much her mother's daughter, a forbidden fruit. She seemed comfortable with the situation so I just figured that I would go with the flow.

I put my arm around her shoulder and pulled her close to me. She had her shoes off and her feet up on the couch now, her cute little feet with painted toenails showing from the ends of her jeans legs. She wrapped her arms around my arm that was hanging over her shoulder and snuggled back against me. It wasn't long before we were making out like college kids. Well, she was a college kid!

I had her on her back and had most of my weight on her as we were kissing passionately and then little pecks with a lot of touching going on elsewhere. I started kissing her neck right below her ears, and then moved down under her chin before kissing her upper chest, separating her blouse with my chin as I moved. She was arching her back, thrusting her breasts up toward me.

I reached up and quickly undid the knot holding her shirt together. I must have been moving too slow for her though as she pushed me up, sat up, reached behind her and undid her bra, taking it off by herself. I took the time to pull my shirt over my head while she extracted herself from me. In a flash, she was out of her jeans and panties, standing between my legs, pushing me back against the couch.

I reached out and grasped each breast at the base and squeezed, pulling forward until my fingers found her nipples. I used them to pull her toward me, my mouth finding her right nipple, sucking it in, nipping at it and then moving to the other one. When I looked up, her head was back and her eyes were closed. I moved my right hand between her legs and found that she was just like her mother, extremely wet. That was one thing I enjoyed about fucking her mom, how wet and aroused that everything made her.

I wondered if Lauren loved to be eaten as much as her mom so I pulled her to the couch, moving to spread her legs while I knelt down between them. She obviously had no inhibitions as she easily let me move her how I wanted, see all of her. I leaned down and ran my tongue from her mid thigh, slowly up her leg, across her pussy lips and down her other leg to her knee. I reversed course slowly moving back up toward her pussy. As I reached there, I heard some small moans from Lauren and she was beginning to slowly and easily thrust her hips up some. As I reached her pussy, I gently sucked in one of her lips in my mouth, getting it all wet before moving to the other one. Louder moans began to escape her lips.

Not too soon after continuing this probing, I let my tongue find her hole and push in. I pulled out and pushed back in. This time though I went from having my tongue buried in her hole pushing up and flattening it out and running it over her clit. Another loud moan! I started to concentrate on her clit for a bit, a rhythmic massaging of her clit with my tongue just varying it a little by creating a constant suction on her clit and then letting it go. It didn't take before she was really moving in sync with me, loud moans escaping her lips and her head thrashing from side to side. She came! I continued and she came again, and again and who knows how many more times in the next 15 or 20 minutes of continual pressure on her clit. She was a definite multiple just like her mom!

I left her panting on the couch as I stood and finished taking off my pants, releasing my still very hard cock. I pulled her to the edge of the couch and took my cock in my hand and rubbed it up and down her pussy a couple of times to get it wet. I looked up at her face and she was watching my movements intensely with her eyes. I finally stopped at her entrance and slowly pushed into her. Her eyes rolled back in her head and her eyelids fluttered quickly as her mouth opened and an almost inaudible sigh escaped her mouth.

I slowly started to fuck her and she started moving with me again. She kept her eyes closed mostly so I started watching my cock push in and out of her pussy. After about 10 minutes, I picked up the pace a little and the force of my fucking a lot. It didn't take long to get to the final thrust, pulling all the way out and forcing my cock all the way home hard as I came deep inside her. I just held myself there for a minute, feeling my cock throbbing and pulsing the last few drops inside her.

I slowly withdrew my still mostly hard dick and went to get a washcloth from the bathroom. I cleaned myself and then brought her a warm cloth, cleaning her and all of the cum that had leaked out onto the couch. We hadn't spoken a word the whole time.

"That was incredible!" She exclaimed. "Now I know why mom still talks about how good you are and how she wishes she could fuck you again. You are much better than the guys at school I have been with!"

"Well, thanks," I replied, not really knowing what else to say.

"I hope you want to stay the night," she asked/suggested.

"I look forward to it and to fucking you again!" And we did! And we have been for the past couple of months now. It doesn't look like it will end anytime soon. The first time was great because she was new and had a great body and was forbidden. Now she is really learning how to please a man. She wants to learn, just like her mom! She is becoming an incredible lover!

Weekend Getaway

Weekend Getaway [part 1 of 2]
By: Eagle

Weekend Getaway

Having a week that rivaled five Mondays I decided after four of them to get away over the weekend and go north to do some fishing. Let me explain the week, as I know everyone has had one. It actually started on Saturday with the honey do list and even though the wife has no idea of how to fix anything she proceeded to tell me how do it all. Thinking things would get better at work away from the promising boss, I soon found the start of a shitty week of screw up's that yours truly had to fix. I know most think of the work place as pure hell but I feel it as a safe haven from the wife from hell. So when Friday approached I made it known Thursday night that I would be heading up to camp to do some fishing. Fishing always relaxes me, hearing the water cascade over the rocks, the fresh air and no sounds of civilization at all.

On Friday at noon I decided to get an early jump on the weekend and told the boss that I'd see him on Monday, Lord willing. Because I packed the truck the night before I left straight from work on my three hour drive north. About 1 hour into the trip I stopped at the beer distributors and bought a case and hoped that no one else visited camp before me and consumed the bottle of VO in the closet. Once back in the truck I cranked up the stereo and popped a beer and began to relax for the remainder of the trip.

By the way my name is Dan and I am in my mid 40's, 6'2 about 215. Once I reached the camp I unloaded everything I needed and looked at my watch to see it was only 3:45. Knowing it didn't get dark till at least 9:00 I hurriedly changed my close and grabbed my fishing gear and headed to the stream not more than a hundred yards away.

Reaching the stream relaxed me even more and I started casting not really worrying if I caught anything or not. I would have to guess that no more than an hour had past with three nice fish caught that duty called from the beer that I drank on the ride up. Walking to the bank and laying down my fishing rod I unzipped and did what came naturally with a full bladder. Looking around to see if any wildlife was around I noticed something red through the green leaves on the trees and brush. Finishing my call I grabbed my gear and headed up stream to see what was up there. I must have walked maybe fifty yards and I noticed that the red was coming from something on a boulder above the creek. A few more yards revealed that the red was a person lying on top of the boulder. Now my camp is situated at least a half mile from the nearest occupied camp and seeing someone in the woods in this remote spot was rare. Lying my equipment on the ground I walked slowly up to the boulder and started circling to a low end. My shuffling feet startled the person on top and to say the least they scared the hell out of me at the same time. Sitting on top of this huge rock was a woman I would have guessed ten years younger than me, having dark brown hair, the most beautiful brown eyes I have ever made contact with.

I apologized for scaring her and told her that I wasn't sure what was going on due to the remote area and seeing a body up on the rock. She laughed and apologized for scaring me and explained she was about a mile from her friends' camp and went for a walk to enjoy the fresh air. Seeing the only real sun that came through the canopy decided to climb up on the rock and absorb some sun. I introduced myself and she told me her name was Sue, we chatted awhile about how beautiful and quiet it was in the woods and how relaxing it was to be up here.

Sue asked what time it was getting to be and said she should be heading back before dark so she would not get lost. I assisted her off the rock and noticed a fine figure of a woman, about 5'5", 115 long brown hair and a set of tits you only dream about, at least 36 D with an ass that could stop traffic at rush hour. Just looking at her standing in front of me got the blood flowing and I instantly started to feel the swelling in my jeans. I asked her if she was thirsty or hungry, having water and a candy bar in my shoulder bag I would gladly share with her. Taking me up on the water we headed down to my gear, which I left by the side of the stream and rummaged through it, I handed her the bottle of water and told her she could keep it because I was close to camp.

We sat there for some time talking about nothing unparticular and I found out she liked the outdoors and used it as a means to do the same as me. Upon further discussing I found out she needed to get away from her husband for a couple of days and coming up was the best escape. I asked her if she was hungry and if she didn't have any problems, I would cook her dinner then take her back to her camp, she readily said ok.

We sat there for maybe fifteen more minutes and when I started to get up I accidentally touched her leg and what felt like a bolt of lightning shoot through my body. Standing I reached for her hand and asked her if she liked fish, which brought a response that kind of shocked me, I prefer meat, I know I had a puzzled look on my face, because she caught my arm and pulled me towards her to give me a soft kiss. That kiss brought such a feeling through me that I leaned closer and gave her a kiss like no other, parting my lips she met my tongue with hers and the most sensual kiss I ever had occurred. Feeling the twitch in my jeans told me I had to have this fine woman, so I moved up beside her and laid down still not breaking the kiss.

My hand instinctively slid over and up her side pulling her closer to me, which only brought her to increase the kiss even deeper. I pulled her over on top of me so I could feel her tits against my chest and started to work my hands down her back to the waistband of her jeans. Sue started to grind herself into my groin making me harder, I know she had to feel it against her belly so I just pushed up to her wishing it was in her. She broke the kiss and looked at me with those beautiful eyes and started to unbutton my jeans, while she was doing that I reached up and grabbed each of her tits and began caressing them through her shirt.

I could feel her nipples through her shirt and bra and if they were as nice as they felt I couldn't wait to suck on them. Sue unzipped my fly and reached in to stroke my now hard cock looking at her, I raised up my hips and lowered my jeans so she had easier access. She smiled and began to slide down my body stroking me the whole time, a smile came across her face as she eyed my cock and began licking at the head, tasting the precum and smiling as she did.

Sue knew what she was doing because not just licking the tip she began to run her nails up and down my shaft giving me a feeling I have never felt. Raising up onto my elbows I couldn't believe this beauty was working me like there was no tomorrow, she started to take me into her mouth deeper and deeper till she had all of me in. I was not about to count the minutes of how long I could hold off when the urge started and Sue sensed it and began sucking and bobbing up and down my shaft. I think I must have shot a gallon into her mouth and not a drop was lost, Sue licked me clean and smiled up at me saying that I told you I like meat.

Getting my composure took a little time but when I could think I pulled her to me and gave her a deep thank you kiss and told her we better start for the camp. I closed up my jeans and grabbed my gear and we set off walking beside the steam guiding Sue as we went through bushes and brush, I couldn't keep my eyes off her ass as we walked thinking the whole way back what it felt like with my cock between those cheeks. As we reached the cabin I put my gear away and began cleaning my catch. Sue walked through the cabin exploring all the rooms and when I walked in I asked her if she would like a drink, noting that I only had beer and VO, which she responded how about a shot and a beer. Inside of my head was spinning after the most fantastic blow job I have ever had, now a woman that likes to drink like me.

I poured two shots and grabbed a couple of beers and toasted our meeting and adding that it was my turn to reciprocate, this brought a smile to Sues face. I walked up to her and pulling her close leaned down and kissed her deeply, probing my tongue and sucking on hers. My hands started rubbing up and down her back working slowly lower till I cupped her ass in my hands, it was so firm and fit just right in my hands I couldn't stop kneading her cheeks. I moved my hands to the front of her jeans and started undoing them, unbuttoning, unzipping, sliding them off her hips, Sue assisted stripping her by pulling her blouse over her head. As I lowered her jeans past her knees I caught her scent and started losing control, as her jeans hit the floor she stepped out of them revealing the most perfect set of legs leading up to her cleanly shaved pussy. I reached out and grabbed her bare ass and began pulling her to me, kissing her thighs from the outside in. Once past the front of her thighs she started to part her legs giving me a view of her swollen lips and the moisture building on each one.

Kissing my to the inside of her thighs made her spread her legs even more. I suggested that she sit down so I could repay the pleasure, which she did on a kitchen chair. Spreading her legs as far as I could I leaned down to run my tongue up her entire slit tasting her juices as I did. I spread her lips open and began licking each lip feeling her twitch as I did so. Watching her juices flow out of her pussy down her crack made me pull her out to the edge of the chair so I could spread her ass cheeks apart giving me complete access to all of her. I pulled back and looked up at her and noticed that she had freed her tits of her bra and was pulling and twisting her nipples, seeing this I dove in and licked her from her asshole to her clit bringing a loud moan from her lips.

Probing my tongue into her hot pussy made her start to buck into my mouth, I sucked her clit flicking my tongue over it as I did so driving her wild. I started to run my finger up and down her ass crack and she let me know that she liked this kind of attention, pushing my finger against her asshole she moaned out loud and as I pushed my digit in she pushed down onto it. I licked her pussy faster flicking the clit, as I did this brought her closer to total melt down. As I licked I shoved my finger deeper into her ass meeting her movements and with out warning she came like no woman I have ever met drenching my face with her cum. I drank as much as I could and licked her clean as best I could, I pulled my finger out of her ass and looked up at her face. She smiled at me and said lets eat later............. To be continued.

The Sands of Marinarus 21

The Sands of Marinarus 21 [part 21 of 21]
By: Will Buster

The Sands of Marinarus By Will Buster Chapter 21

Kal ignored the hot beach sand that stung his bare feet. He stood upon the strand while his two weeks bride emerged from the refreshing coolness of the gentle sea. Nika flung herself into his arms and clung to him as if keeping cadence with the surging breakers which caressed the salt-sprayed shingle.

It had been four years since the strange disappearance of Edward Spencer, late Colonel of the ROYAL Air Force and former resident of England. Officially, he was listed as missing. The scientists still couldn't crack the meaning of the symbols although they had discovered some mathematical patterns in the mix. Eventually a few scientists had carefully touched several of the symbols but nothing happened. The only symbol that nobody dared touch was the one the late commander had on that fateful day.

These far distant realities were absent from their minds as they embraced on the sandy paradise of Fiji. They sat down to watch a truly breathtaking sunset. Kal remarked in a dreamy voice, "Doesn't it look like the sun is about to get swallowed by the deep? Ancient man must have thought that the sun was extinguished at night by the ocean and then somehow reborn each morning. What a sight!"

Nika clung to Kal with her almost naked, bikini clad body. She whispered, "When the sun goes down, let's fuck until dawn right here on the beach. I bet you'd like that and we've never done it on a public beach before. Wouldn't that be naughty?"

Kal grinned, "You're a wicked temptress, you know. " Each could see the light of the waning sun glitter in the others eyes. His hand carefully unclasped the catch on the back of her bikini top, releasing her tits to do more interesting things than just rest, snug and secure in the bathing suit cups. She was gently rubbing the bulge in his own swimsuit. She could feel his hardness that could only mean one thing. He was going to impale her just where she wanted it, deep in her little pussy-hole.

"I've got some interesting news for you fuck boy." She whispered very seductively. He mumbled into her ear, "Oh and what's that wench?"

She giggled a little, "Well not to long from now you are going to be a genuine, certified mother fucker. You're gonna be a daddy, honey bunch." His voice smiled into her hair in the gathering darkness as another day drifted into forgetfulness. "I bet it happened on the ship between worlds. I've never been able to resist your fancy fucking pussy. No wonder you took me up so quick on my marriage offer."

She snuggled even closer and guided his fingers to her eager tits. "Well love, I'd been trying to fuck you into a proposal for four years. Why did you wait so long?"

"Well you were so good as my whore I didn't see how you could be better as my wife."

She spoke with mock anger, "Oh you beast! Do you mean to say if I'd been harder to get you would have proposed sooner?"

He laughed, "Probably love, after all one way or the other I wasn't about to let you out of my sight. Nika you are undoubtedly the naughtiest, sexiest, filthiest slut on two worlds. At least you are for me and I'm going to thoroughly enjoy being a nasty mother fucker once junior comes along. Is it going to be a boy or a girl?"

She sighed, "It's going to be a boy. Some poor future girl is going to get laid out and nailed by the little monster. You've got five months to determine a name for him. You name the boys and I name the girls."

He expertly slid off her bottoms. She accommodated him by raising her hips and legs in the right way. "So you expect that there will be some future additions?"

"As many as this run down body can manage. I've only got about five or six good child bearing years left so I expect you to put your shoulder to the wheel and keep me fat with child you horny animal."

He slipped off his own swimsuit. Dusk was conveniently deepening. He mounted and took her right on that public beach. They didn't care if they were observed or not. They were together in their own little world. They knew each other so well now. Each thrust and answering squeeze had purpose and precision. They could draw out the fucking or burst together in a few minutes. They worked each other like professionals. His humping kept time with the waves, slow and full, deep and hard until her frantic moans and craving sex cries made him go wild. He rammed her from one climax to another until they both released at the same ecstatic moment.

In the darkness she whispered, "You are so bad baby. I think I know why you love me like you do?"

His mouth released her left breast to answer. "Oh and why do you think I love you so much?"

She giggled, "It's quite simple really. I'm petite and small and my holes are tight. You get off thinking I'm a thirteen-year-old chick that's too hot to handle. It's like you fantasize doing a young teen slut every night. Am I right?"

"Yeah Nika except you have the added advantage of knowing what to do with your naughty mouth and filthy little fuck holes. A teen slut wouldn't know what you know."

"I bet you say that to all the girls."

"Absolutely, it works like a charm every time. You wouldn't believe the slut I met four years ago on a ship to Mars."

She was massaging his dick to bring some new life to it. "Well let's see if I can guess dearest. You met a hot, horny Chenk slut who had the morality of a jungle cat and the sexual experience of a ten-year whore. She fell in love with you almost on the spot and she let you do everything possible to her lovely depraved person. Is that pretty close?"

He entered her again. "As close as this you sleazy tart! Now shut up and fuck!"

Her mouth met his with fire and openness. Spit and tongues slipped from throat to throat while their groins were re-joined in love's ecstasy. They thrilled in the rediscovery of each other after their first quick burst of passion. She spread wider for him. Then she raised her legs and slowly wrapped them around his waste to hold him fast to her pulsating pussy. Her hands held his ass and forced him deeper and deeper. She wanted all of him, hard and fast. They didn't need to speak. They knew what the other wanted. Their blood seethed like the ocean that rushed and churned so close to them while the beach sand cushioned them with the hot day's lingering warmth. There was no Mars, no air corps, no U.N.S.S. Hydra. The vanished commander and his strange story were forgotten. Forgotten was everything except her plush cunt and his raw boned rod that explored inside her for minute after glorious minute and hour after ecstatic hour. They kept no track of climax or moans or anything else as they continued on the voyage of two becoming totally one.

At times their lovemaking was slow, delicious and leisurely. At others they would fuck with the frenzy of unchained animals in the cool darkness of the beach. Sometimes, they dozed fitfully, between salty comments that rivaled the salt of the sea that lapped so close to them. When dawn came they greeted the new sun with an embrace just as hot and just as fiery. After they reluctantly got their skimpy clothes back on he asked, "How would you like to live and work in HOUSTON ONCE OUR LEAVE IS OVER?"

She asked, "Why Houston?"

"Well I had a talk with Wilcox last week on the vidphone and he told me that we both could have some plush jobs at the head office if we want them. Seems they want to reward us for finding the "dark room" up in a certain long deserted cave in the Mariner rift."

She gave him her most devilish grin. "It would be so nice to finally put down roots love. You tell the general that I'll be ready to go once junior is alive and kicking. But remember dear no fucking the nanny if we hire one."

They watched, as the sun seemed to miraculously rise from the depths of the sea and begin a new glorious day.

The End.

Beer with a Friend

Beer with a Friend
By: NiseSigh (nise_sigh@yahoo.com)

"I just can't take it anymore, I swear to god I don't know how I am going to make it through the weekend."

Robert laughed at my obvious frustration and asked "why don't you just kick her out?"

I began the long and drawn out explanation of how my roommates best friend was spending the week of spring break at my apartment and how the girls had already begun their spring break bender. "They are not sober enough to walk across the street to the store let alone drive anywhere. I am just so sick of this girl complaining. She doesn't even say thank you; she just expects others to do for her."

"Ok sweetie, why don't you just leave?"

"Cause I am broke goofball, I just paid next terms tuition and right now I can't even afford to go out for a beer." I was pouting I knew, but I was more bummed about the fact that I would have to leave my own house to find some peace and quiet then I was about the check I had just written. "I would just go to the park, but it is cold and rainy. There better be lots of May flowers to justify this rain."

"Well hell babe," he sighed into the phone "I can afford to take you out for a couple of beers, I'm bored anyhow."

"Really, isn't it about time the wife came home?" Robert is married to Sue, who loves me when she was drinking and hates the sight of me when she was sober. I don't hang out much with Robert when Sue is around so consequentially I don't see much of Robert. We do however communicate almost daily both though the computer and over the phone. I had really just called to unload my frustrations, but if he wanted to foot the tab for the beer I was more then happy to vent in person.

"She went over to the coast to visit her mother again this weekend. Honestly you would be doing me a favor by getting me out of this empty house. "

"Well, I guess that would be cool." I told him to give me about half and hour to shower and change out of my pjs.

We ended up at the bar across the street from his house. It was only 1 in the afternoon so the bar was very empty as we sat down over my beer and his soda. I had always thought it was strange that I had never seen him take a drink, but I had never asked him why. Maybe he did drink just never around me cause he was always the one driving. Not all that important I decided as I finished my beer. I was feeling 100% better just being out of my house and away from the disgustingly drunk and high girls sprawled across my living room floor.

He asked me if I wanted another drink and I declined, I really had just wanted to get out of the house. Besides, I have always been a cheap date, nothing wrong with that. We finished up and decided to go back to his house so that he could show me his new computer set up. I couldn't tell you how we decided or when, I just knew to head straight for the computer as we walked through the door.

Now might be the time to tell you all a minor detail that I have left out up until this point. Since the day we met Robert has been trying to fuck me. It started innocently enough with "could I see your tits" or a light slap on the ass in passing. Nothing one would really worry about, until the day he began to ask outright. Not a day had gone bye since where he had not tried to get me to sleep with him or suck his cock.

Robert set me down at his computer and brought up his favorite porn page to show off his new screen. He scrolled through his favorite pictures pressing his chest into my back while he reached around my body to the mouse. He smelled like soap and Dr. Pepper and I was enjoying the feel of his warm body pressed against my back.

"Here, look there is a listing of stories. All women love story porn right?" He opened the link and began to scroll through the categories. "What do you like to read? First time, masturbation, ah here is something, very neutral." He clicked on a link title one on one and picked a story at random. He walked away from me as I began to read the screen. He walked back into the room with another beer for me and some soda for himself and began to read over my shoulder. The story was good, very steamy and I began to get wet as I sipped my beer. I could hear Roberts breathing become more and more unsteady as I continued to read and assumed he was reading along with me. I will admit it felt kind of awkward to be reading a dirty story with a friend in his living room, but I would be lying if I didn't tell you I was turned on.

Robert leaned over my body to place his glass on the desk and quietly asked me if he could touch my breasts. I dumbly nodded, scrolling down the page no really reading anymore, trying to decide just how far I was going to let this go. He slid a hand inside my shirt and pulled my breast from my bra. He ran his fingers over my hard nipple and leaned down further to kiss my neck. I leaned back; my eyes closed trying not to think about his wife or morals just enjoying the sensation of his fingers and his mouth. He slid his hand from my breast down along my body to my crotch where he could feel the heat of my arousal seeping through me jeans.

Seeing that I was not protesting he swiveled the chair so I was facing away from the screen and kissed me hard and deep. He allowed his fingers to roam freely now pulling my shirt from my pants and placing his hands on my lower back. He thrust his tongue into my mouth pulling me forward on the chair. He pulled his mouth from mine telling me how wonderful I felt in his arms as he pulled my t-shirt over my head. He looked down at my breasts like a man starving. "Oh my god they are beautiful" He unhooked my bra and pulled it from my shoulders pinching each nipple between thumb and forefinger. " I have waited so long to see just how beautiful your nipples were and they don't disappoint." He fell to his knees and pulled one nipple to his mouth sucking hard, his pale face against my tan skin. I groaned and clutched at his blond hair pulling him closer encouraging him to suck harder.

The sound of my zipper snapped me out of my sensual fog long enough to move from the chair to the carpet. He pulled my jeans from my body quickly leaving my panties as I tore at his shirt. He reached down and unhooked his belt and zipper but left his jeans as he lay over my body. He held my head still as he devastated me mouth with his tongue sliding his leg between my thighs mimicking the actions of his tongue. I had never been dominated this much, never been so out of control and I was enjoying it completely.

He began to run his tongue and teeth over every piece of skin he could reach until his reached my black lace panties. He pulled them down with his teeth. I could feel more then hear the groan that escaped as his nose brushed across my pussy lips. He skipped all teasing and foreplay and plunged his tongue into my slit grabbing my hips to keep me from bucking at the sudden intrusion. He sucked my lips into his mouth, sucking and chewing lightly all the while holding me still so that I couldn't move closer or away. He licked the full length of my sex, from my clit to my ass hole before sucking my little nub into his mouth. I felt cool tile on my neck and realized I had been scooting my body across the carpet and my head was resting against the kitchen floor.

"Please Robert" I begged him "please let me touch you too."

He looked up at me and rolled us over so that I was lying on top of him. He wiggled around beneath me until his cock was pointing at my face and he was once again devouring my pussy. I licked at his mushroom head, pulling just the tip into my mouth and raking my teeth against the tender flesh. I took as much of his hard cock into my mouth as I could before he pulled out and flipped me around so my face was over his. He pulled my knees to either side of his hips and lined my pussy up with his cock. He didn't give me anytime to protest as he pushed half his cock into me before rolling me over onto my back. He shoved the rest of the way into me and stopped, allowing me to adjust to his thick meat. He pulled out so only his cock head remained before brutally thrusting back into me. I groaned loudly as he pounded into me again and again. His cock filled me so well.

"Let me turn over" I told him still thrusting my hips against him. He pulled out of me allowing me to flip over onto my knees. "Fuck me hard and fast baby" I groaned over my shoulder, wiggling my ass in encouragement. He slammed so hard into me I yelped and tried to move away but he was holding my hips. He fucked me hard and fast just like I had asked him to and I loved every minute of it. His thick cock filled my pussy over and over again. I wanted his cock everywhere.

"Robert, could you..." I couldn't finish the sentence but I tried again. "Could you please..?" Once again my shame grabbed hold of my tongue.

"What is it darlin?, what do you want?" He asked me running his hands along my back and sides. "Do you need me to stop" he asked sounding as if that was the last thing he wanted to do.

"No, don't stop, don't ever stop" I shouted clutching at him with my body.

"What do you want?" I could hear the frustration in his voice as he tried to concentrate and fuck me at the same time. I knew I just had to do it.

"FUCK MY ASS" I shouted feeling rather shocked.

He blinked twice and a large smile spread over his face. He pulled out of my pussy and moved his mouth back to my hot body sliding his tongue all around my lips before dragging it to my asshole. He began running his tongue around and around the edge. He licked at my puckered hole rubbing his lips and teeth all over it getting it good and wet. He reached down and pulled my cheeks apart with two fingers before driving his tongue as deep as it would go. He licked happily away until he had as much of his tongue in my ass as he could get. I pushed my ass against his face whimpering with frustration and anticipation.

Suddenly he pulled his face away and before I could protest his cock was pushing against my tight muscular ring. I grunted and tried to force myself to relax but he wasn't waiting. He shoved his cock mercilessly, not stopping to let me adjust just filling me completely. I pushed back against him loving the feel of being completely out of control.

I grunted and moaned as he thrust his thick meat deep into my ass again and again, his heavy balls slapping against my lips. I braced myself against his hard lunges screaming as I rode the edge between pleasure and pain.

"You like that don't you Bitch?" He growled pulling my hips against his thighs. "You want my cum in your ass? You want me to shoot my hot cum up your tight little ass?"

"No," I protested even while I smiled over my shoulder to let him know I would playing along. "Please don't cum inside of me"

My knowing smile seemed to fuel his passion as he began to slam into me harder than I thought possible. "Too bad whore, here it comes." He shoved me down onto the floor and thrust himself deep inside of me. I felt each splash of his hot cum flood my body as the spasms of my own orgasm ripped through me. My ass shuddered around his cock milking each drop from his body.

As I floated back to reality I felt light quick kisses followed by tender hands caressing my body. I rolled over onto a towel he offered me and smiled up at him. "I do believe we have discovered a whole new side to our friendship Robert."

He didn't say anything, just smiled down at me as he pulled a vibrator from somwhere and I knew I was in for a long weekend.