Another Hard Days' Night

Another Hard Days' Night
by MysteryWhiteGirl ©

"You asshole!"

I felt a cold, watery sting as the ice struck my neck and slithered into the collar of my shirt. I wheeled around, directing my verbosity at the culprit: Danny Bishop, the son of my employer. I thought I had been blessed when I landed a summer job at one of the hottest eateries in town, which happened to be owned and operated locally. For a non-franchise establishment, the Down South Deli sure brought in a lot of people, which usually made every workday fast-paced and tiring. As if that wasn't enough, I constantly had Danny making life hell for me. For some reason, he and I never seemed to really get along.

Actually, thinking on it, the reason is pretty clear: we're as different as night and day. He's a spoiled, private school educated prep who has about thirty friends who all look exactly like him. Never dressing in an article of clothing priced under fifty dollars, he's definitely the type who thinks his shit doesn't stink. His view of society is one of conformity; if you're not like everyone else, that means something is wrong with you. This makes me the embodiment of everything threatening to his "anti-individuality". I'm the eccentric type; I don't dress like a J. Crew model, I don't objectify the opposite sex (when it's not deserved), and my intelligence quotient isn't at or below my shoe size. So, of course, he hates me. Which really doesn't bother me, because at the moment, I'm not too fond of him either.

"What'd I do?" Danny asked with mock innocence.

"Threw ice at me, maybe?"

"What makes you think it was me?"

I rolled my eyes. "Well, the fact that you're holding a bucket of ice might give it away, if my deductive reasoning serves."

"If you're deducting what? Why don't you speak English for a change?" Danny shot scathingly before adding, "Instead of all those weird-people words?"

"So you equate intelligence with weirdness now, huh?" I asked bitingly. "Excuse me for having a decent vocabulary. I'll remember to go monosyllabic whenever I talk to you. How about that?"

"God, you're so weird," he said, rolling his eyes and going back to his task of cleaning off the grill.

"Knock it off, you two," Carol, our manager, chimed in pleasantly. "Danny, you got that grill cleaned yet? I'm telling you two right now, I don't want to be stuck in here till ten o'clock tonight, so get moving on your closing work."

"Dad gave me the keys tonight," Danny announced proudly. "He told me I was locking up."

Carol shrugged. "Take your sweet time, then; but don't think about leaving until everything is done. And done right."

A trail of sweat slithered down my forehead as I hurried to sweep the last of the kitchen. Two of our front people had already clocked out and left. Carol was gearing up to leave; I, on the other hand, had the entire kitchen to mop, but couldn't do so until Danny finished taking the old grease out of the fryers and replaced it with fresh oil. Typical Thursday night closing work, only when I was the one stuck with the job of mopping, Danny liked to take his sweet time with the fryers just to make me have to wait.

"Mmmm, about four more buckets of grease; hope you're not planning on going anywhere tonight," Danny said, his spiteful shit-eating grin spreading across his perfect features.

"At least I have places to go," I muttered aloud.

"Oh, yeah, that weird-people place downtown. I suppose you were going to get up and read one of your little poems," he jeered sardonically. He exaggeratedly cleared his throat and held up a cupped hand as if he were dramatically reciting a line from a Shakespearean drama. "The moon…is full…and the owls…go hoot…and I like to eat fruit…from a big brown boot," he recited haltingly from whatever miniscule part of his already tiny brain that computed rhymes.

"Wow…how deep," I said in a sarcastic monotone. "They'd love you. That is, if they even recited poetry there."

"My friend Mike told me what that place is like…what's it called, the Living Room? He told me about all the weird freak-o people down there. You must fit right in," Danny said condescendingly.

"At least I know that it's one place I can go without having to see your sorry, pathetic, conformist little face. Now if you'd like to hurry the fuck up with that grease, I'd like to start mopping so I can leave," I spat bitterly.

"Woo, she's getting mad," he said patronizingly. "Better not make her mad. She might do something weird to me."

"Fuck you," I said simply, going back to my sweeping.

Thinking back, perhaps that planted ideas in his head.

"You can mop now," Danny said about thirty minutes later, having just finished taking out the last bucket of grease. Carol had been gone for some time, leaving the whole place to the two of us, to my consternation. I hopped down from my perch on the counter and grabbed the mop handle, pulling it out of the soapy water. I placed it in the yellow plastic wringer, leaned my weight onto the handle to squeeze out the excess water, and flung the mop head onto the linoleum with a flat 'splotch'. I wove the mop across the floor quickly; once one starts mopping, it barely takes any time to have done the entire floor. I became determined to make quick work of it; I was definitely ready to leave.

I heard a tiny splat behind me as I carried on mopping the rest of the floor. I turned around to see Danny holding a plastic squeeze bottle of ketchup. A few small dots of ketchup were on a freshly mopped section of the floor.

"I'm not in the mood to fuck with you tonight," I said, quickly lowering the mop onto the spot spattered with ketchup, wiping it up.

"Too bad," he said. "I'm feeling playful." With that, he squeezed the ketchup bottle again. Being completely full, it didn't take much for the ketchup to erupt through the nozzle and land in another small puddle on the floor.

"Dammit, Danny, stop it. I mean it," I said threateningly. I was nearly fed up with his bullshit. A few more pushes and I felt I'd erupt just like the small shower of ketchup had.

"And what if I don't?" Danny asked, giving the bottle another squeeze, sending more ketchup onto my newly mopped floor.

I let the mop handle drop from my hand. I crossed the space between us in two strides, being careful not slip. "I'll fucking hurt you, is what," I growled, inches away from his face. My eyes were boring holes into his. If looks could kill…

"You can't do shit to me," Danny said indignantly, putting the ketchup down.

"Oh, I can't?" With that, I shoved him into the prep counter.

He quickly regained his balance. "I could knock the shit out of you," he said in a low, murderous voice.

"Do it," I challenged, getting right in his face again. "Come on; I dare you. Hit me."

"You're a girl," he said simply, as if that explained everything.

"Who cares? That shouldn't stop you. Let's end this right now. You and me," I said. I was really fed up. I was about his size, and I knew I could hold my own.

"You and me, huh?" Danny said slyly. Without warning, he shoved me, so hard that I landed against the cutting table, which was basically just a huge marble cutting board on legs. He came toward me; instinctively, I reached out and slapped him savagely across the face.

This didn't stop him; I was against the table, and he had bridged that distance in no time. He grabbed both my arms firmly. I struggled a bit, trying to get my arms free. I thought he was going to kick me or knee me in the gut.

He didn't.

The cutting table was a tad lower than level with my waist. With one more shove, I lost my balance so that I was sitting on the cutting table. He pushed himself against me, forcing his body between my legs so that I couldn't kick him. As he held my arms, to my ungodly surprise, he pulled me forward and grabbed my lips with his own.

I was outraged and reared back, breaking the forced kiss almost as soon as it had begun. In response, he pushed me backwards even further, using my arms to force me upon my back. As he did this, he crawled onto the cutting table, directly above me, so that now I was beneath him, my arms pinned above my head. He re-attempted the kiss. This time, there was nothing I could do.

His kiss was hard, angry, and soon he had pushed his tongue past my lips, ravaging my mouth with it. I could have then bitten his tongue, but for some strange reason, I didn't. Wild horses wouldn't have dragged out of me the fact that I was getting somewhat turned on.

Danny is about 6' tall, light brown eyes, dark brown hair, tanned, with a flat stomach and muscular arms. He isn't a hulk of a guy but he is strong and cut nicely. If I were ever to break down and give him credit for anything, it would be the fact that he is quite easy on the eyes. The stubborn side of me would have said to fight back ardently, and accuse him of rape later to really fix his clock and assure that he never touched or spoke to me again. I guess this revealed two sides of me: the stubborn side and the horny side. The horny side wanted to give in, let him do to me what he wanted, and at least get something out of him besides just insults and rude comments. After all, if his intent had been to rape me, it would spoil his fun if I suddenly warmed to him. After all, you can't rape the willing.

I could imagine his surprise when he felt my tongue mingle with his, felt my body arch up and press into his own. For a moment, I thought he was going to pull away and interject some scathing remark; instead, he simply released my arms and began to push my shirt up. I rose a little to help him take it off of me. While I was at it, I let him unhook my bra. He grabbed both sides and eased it over my arms, tossing it aside.

Leaned over me, he gently explored my breasts, caressing them with a feather light touch so that, soon, they were as hard as pencil erasers. I felt a shiver go down my spine as he tugged at the left one with his teeth; a line between pleasure and a faint tinge of pain was crossed several times in the space of a second. He gently flicked at both nipples alternately with his tongue. I could feel my pussy beginning to grow damp, and I shuddered as the most of the warmth in my body migrated toward my clitoris. It throbbed with an aching frequency and begged for the slightest touch to send it over the edge.

He eased himself off the cutting table, taking those wonderful, soft, warm lips from my nipples. He planted random kisses down my solar plexus, farther downward across my abdomen, even pausing at my sides. He kissed my navel, and slid his tongue teasingly down my pelvis. Not breaking that rhythmic kissing for even the slightest moment, he quickly unbuttoned my khaki work shorts and tugged down the zipper, hooking his hands into the waistband and quickly pulling them down, over my thighs until they were lying on the floor next to my forgotten T-shirt and bra.

He resumed his progress down my body, leaving my panties on as he kissed further down my pelvis and onto the very peak of my mound. At first, he kissed the fabric over my pussy, which was already growing a little wet from my natural lubrication. He pressed his open mouth into my clothed pussy, and let out a throaty groan. The vibrations sent a wonderful pulse through me, and I moaned softly. I could feel his tongue pressing gently up and down the seam between my vulva, stretching the fabric of my white cotton panties as his tongue tried desperately to push inward. Finally, he pulled the crotch of my panties aside, exposing my wet pussy lips. He licked at the slit earnestly, teasing it a bit by not quite reaching that ultra sensitive core. Nonetheless, I was aroused such that I writhed slightly, mostly from anticipation.

Finally, he tugged at the waistband of my panties, pulling them down to free their hot, throbbing prisoner. He had barely gotten them from my ankles when he began a full assault, spreading the lips and letting the flexed point of his tongue tickle my clit. I felt my pussy walls contract deliciously and moaned loudly, barely able to keep my hips from bucking. He darted his tongue in and out of my vagina while alternately traveling upward a bit to pay homage to that sensitive nub just above it. Danny was incredible at this, and I let him know audibly. His occasional moans of approval that he would release into my pussy nearly sent me over the edge more than once.

He knew I was close to coming, and in response he began to lap at my clit faster. In addition, he put his index and middle fingers into my pussy, fucking me with them as he continued to worry my clit with that extraordinary tongue. In no time, I felt that warm rush of release spread through me, calling his name as I orgasmed.

Completely naked now, I stood up carefully, as my legs were a little shaky. I whipped his shirt off, threw his distressed baseball cap to the side, so that now he was standing in nothing but his jeans, the waistband of his boxers visible as well. He lifted me back onto the cutting table, so that I sat again, and kissed me; I could taste my juices on his tongue and figured he must have enjoyed the feast. As we kissed, I helped unbuckle his leather belt and hurriedly unbuttoned his jeans. He kicked his Birkenstocks off his feet as his loose fitting jeans sank to the floor of their own volition. He stepped out of each leg effortlessly, not pausing our hungry, messy kiss for a moment. He was in nothing but his boxers by now, and I didn't even hesitate to reach for my prize.

He had grown hard and fully erect while eating my pussy; his erection was already snaking through the gaping hole down the front of his boxers. I grabbed it gently, letting my palm slide over the smooth, hot, taut shaft. I could feel his groan of appreciation as we continued to kiss. I eased my hand down the shaft and back up again, flicking my thumb over his head and down the very center of his slit, which was wet with pre-come. Our lips parted as he winced with a concentrated shiver of pleasure as I stroked that sensitive area. His hand traced up my thigh and back to my pussy, seeming to want to return the same favor I was doing him. His warm, dry fingers against my clit were maddening; I ground my pussy against his hand, still fondling his cock with my own. Flushed with a fever of arousal, I let my hand fall from his erect penis and hurriedly struggled to get his boxers off. He ceased rubbing my pussy to accommodate this; he pushed them down and kicked them aside so that now, both of us were completely naked together.

He grabbed my hips and pulled my pelvis toward him, so that I could feel his cock against my belly. "What do you want?" Danny whispered hoarsely.

"I…I…" I stammered incoherently, caught off-guard by the question.

"Say it," he demanded more urgently.

"I…want you to…" I hesitated still.

He began to stroke my pussy again. He was going to play a little game with me, I could see. So far, he was winning.

"Come on, what is it? What do you want?" Danny asked again, fueling my lust with those lovely, dexterous fingers.

"I…God…I want you to…" I breathed heavily, the words forced out by spasms of near-orgasmic pleasure.

"Yes?" Danny teased, giving my clit one final, hard stroke that sent me over the edge.

"Unnnggghh…I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME!!" I blurted out uncontrollably.

"That's more like it," he murmured slyly.

He pressed the head of that lovely cock slightly into the folds of my pussy, rubbing it a little on the hole and up towards my clit. I pushed my pelvis against it, leaning in ecstasy back on my arms. "Fuck me," I demanded softly, my eyes shut tight with pleasure.

At that, he eased his cock into my pussy. His strokes started out slow at first, my pussy being tight from a couple of months' celibacy. He towered over me as I reclined on the cold marble table, his hands on my hips, pulling me deeper onto his cock. Soon, he built up some speed. I occasionally squeezed the walls of my pussy tight, and the sudden moan of pleasure he emitted was proof that he had indeed felt it. The heat of his cock as it glided in and slid out was exquisite, and his fullness was sending me to the brink, and fast. He fucked me deliberately, pulling all the way out until the head almost reemerged from my pussy and driving it deliciously back into my warm, wet depths. We built a rhythm, and soon we were fucking like the most familiar of lovers, groaning and writhing against each other. It was good, but I wasn't satisfied yet; I wanted to do it all now, as if this was not only the first but also the last time we would fuck. I wanted it to be, in a sense, complete.

I stopped him, gasping and panting, and eased down from the table. He looked confused for a moment until I leaned over the marble with one knee hoisted up onto the cold, smooth surface. From behind, my pussy lips were displayed prominently beneath my ass, wet and inviting him back in. Without a moment's hesitation, he put his hands on my hips and again pulled me onto his cock, this time from behind. He stood behind me, using my hips as leverage, and fucked me savagely.

With each thrust, his dick slammed into that taut, sensitive area of my vagina, and I found myself screaming out, clutching the table desperately. I laid my fever-flushed face against the cool marble, crying out in the bonds of unbelievable ecstasy. I squeezed the walls of my pussy tight with each withdrawal, his loud, guttural groans of approval telling me to keep it up. My screams got louder and hoarser as he sent me hurtling into my first orgasm, a burst of white light exploding in my head as the wet walls of my pussy contracted around his hot cock. He was now fucking me so hard that I could hear the loud slap of his thighs pounding my ass. I regained a little of my energy as he continued drilling my pussy, and again stopped him, prolonging his orgasm. I could tell he was more than ready to come…but I didn't want it now, not just yet.

"Get on the table," I demanded, feeling like a nurse in a doctor's office. "Lay on your back." He obeyed perfectly, lifting himself upon the table and reclining back on his arms, much as I had done before. When he was settled, I climbed on top of him, my thighs on either side of his hips. He lay all the way back, using his hands to caress my outer thighs as I slid my pussy back onto that painfully hard cock. He closed his eyes, head lain against the cold marble, as I began to fuck him.

I lifted myself onto and off of his cock in a perfect rhythm, making it slow but excruciatingly tight around his dick. I could see his winces of pleasure, which turned me on even more, making me squeeze him that much harder. I bore into him, using as much pressure and tightness from my pussy as I could to torture him to the brink of an orgasm. His hands ran up my sides, down my hips and over my thighs as I rode him like a prize stallion. It was now he that was nearly screaming in the throes of pure delight as I ground my tight cunt up and over the sensitive head of his cock and eased back over the shaft. I had been supporting my weight on my arms above him, hovering over him so that we could kiss.

To make the pressure deeper, I rose up, straightening my back and lengthening my body over his so that we were perpendicular to each other. He now had sight of my entire body, and coursed his gentle hands up my abdomen to fondle my breasts, which jumped and swayed as I rocked myself up and down on Danny's cock. I was going faster now, feeling the onset of another orgasm, that tight, full feeling beginning in the depths of the stomach. I could tell Danny was close, from the noise he was making and the look of agonizing ecstasy on his face. He slid his hands down to my hips again, where he gripped me and began to thrust upward, desperate to come now. I counteracted his thrusting with my own, and our bodies slammed and slapped together like the arms of a seal. I fucked him wildly, squeezing him as hard as I could, so hard that it almost hurt but was unbelievably wonderful at the same time.

With a final deep, loud cry of pleasure, he shot his load deep into my pussy; I could feel the hot come bathing the walls of my contracting pussy as I came again, more forcefully and intensely. It drained me so that I couldn't hold myself up, and nearly fell into Danny, barely able to use my arms to support my weight. I loved the feeling of his cock in my cunt so much that we stayed joined with each other for a good ten minutes after we both came. We were silent in the afterglow of our fucking, and when we finally rose, our legs were shaky and unstable, like those of newborn colts.

We both dressed in silence and finished our work. From that day on, nothing else happened between us. I never really expected it to. I wasn't so naïve as to think it was from some deep-rooted feeling for me that Danny wanted to fuck me. It was sex, raw and unadulterated sex, and nothing more. I had loved every minute of it, as I know he did. Nothing really changed between us, other than the fact that he was a whole world nicer to me than before. There was no awkwardness or tense silence—just the satisfaction of a memory of a great time.

After the summer ended, so did my stay at the Down South Deli. Every once in awhile, during the college school year, I'd visit home and occasionally drop in for a bite to eat. I would always see Danny, and there always stood that same look in his eye when we saw each other. Maybe it was short lived, only one night of absolute euphoria, but it was the best sex I'd ever had.

Another Dateless Saturday Night

Another Dateless Saturday Night
by Rescue325 ©

It was another boring dateless Saturday night, so I called you to see if you wanted to come over for take out and a movie. You said you'd bring the food and the beer if I'd go grab the movie. You worked too hard to have time to meet a woman and I gave up men after a disastrous relationship. We were perfectly matched to be best friends. We ate dinner as you showed me the progress on your latest project for work on your laptop then we settled on the couch to watch TV.

When you got to Skinamax, you stopped flipping channels long enough to watch some cheesy faked sex. I give you a look and tell you I could do better than the bimbo on the screen. You laugh and tell me that maybe you'll give me a chance to prove it later. I laugh at you because there's never been anything but good friendship between us and you knew I hated men with a passion except the man who invented Duracell batteries.

Finally you decided to turn on the DVD and watch a movie. After a while I got tired and cuddled up with you. You put your arm around me and we get comfortable. I make you watch a really sappy chick flick and suddenly you turn my face towards you and you kiss me sweetly. I wasn't expecting it, but suddenly I realized I liked it a lot and kissed you back. Suddenly I'm making out on my couch with my best friend.

We kissed for what seemed forever until you started playing with my breasts and undressing me. You were fumbling with the buttons on my shirt so I helped you gain access. I slipped out of my bra and you threw it across the room. I laughed at you while you played with my nipples with your thumb. I moaned as they started getting hard, so you started sucking on them one at a time.

After all the times you told me how to get a guy in bed when I was dating other people, I finally figured out that it wasn't what you wanted me to do to other guys, it's what you wanted me to do to you. I put my hand in your lap and discovered you were happy to see me. I started to stroke you and you don't stop me so I start undoing your jeans as you keep sucking on my breasts and licking my tummy.

I take you out and I think magnificent. I was amazed at its size since you always played it down when I asked you about it. I stroke you gently and you respond well. I lick the tip and you let out a little moan. I still can't believe we're doing this as your hand slides down my PJ bottoms. I start going down on you and you let out a louder moan as you find my clit.

"Wow! You're shaved? I never knew." You said to me and I laughed.

"Not to your liking?" I ask.

"No. Not at all. I like it a lot. Was not what I was expecting at all."

I smile at you and start licking your balls. I take one in my mouth and massage it with my tongue and you love it. I suck you off like a bitch in heat as you get me off with your magic fingers. As I cum in your hand, I can't help but suck you hard. You feel like you're ready to cum and I work harder to make it happen but you make me stop. You get up and take your jeans off. You're adorable standing there in your boxers. You come over to the couch and pick me up. I scream and laugh at the same time. You head for my bedroom and I do not protest one bit.

You lay me on the bed and start sliding my flannel PJ bottoms off of me. You lick the tops of my thighs as you do this and I can't help but go nuts. There's no doubt in my mind that I want you to make love to me. You spread my legs apart and then slip out of your boxers. You get on your knees at the side of the bed and slide me across the bed so that my ass is even with the side of the bed. You start blowing on my clit and I beg you to eat me. One lick and I was yours for the taking. You lick me into ecstasy and I cum in your mouth this time. As I release, you lick me harder and my whole body shakes with pleasure. I beg you to take me and you laugh at me.

"I've wanted you to be at my mercy for a long time baby."

"I want you so bad. Please fuck me."

You rub my clit with your rock hard cock and feel myself getting wetter. You tease me with it then finally you slide in my soaking wet pussy and you have to put some effort into it because I'm not used to someone as wide as you. You get a rhythm on and the way you fill me is driving me insane. I scream your name and beg you to go faster and harder.

You take it slow and steady and I feel another orgasm building up. You finally pick up the pace and we both explode together. I feel you release violently within me as my orgasm milks you dry. You go limp and fall down on top of me, totally breathless.

"Oh my God that was worth all the waiting for you." You say. I smile and nod my head as you kiss me again. We fall asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, I wake you up with a cup of coffee and a kiss. As you sip your coffee, I point to the bulge in the sheets and say, "It would sure be a shame to waste that."

You smile, take a big sip of coffee, put the cup down on the nightstand and grab me by the wrists, and pull me into the bed. I laugh and tell you to stop but I really don't want you to. I wonder where our relationship is going to go from here, but I'm not worried because it can't get much better than this. Suddenly I realize that I no longer hate men and let you do what ever you want to me.

Anniversary

Anniversary
by Suesse ©

Some days bring back memories more than others. Every anniversary is like a flashback in time for me; where everything I ever felt for you is magnified and brought so close that it feels like only yesterday...

This is a true story, of course. It is MY story, for if there was only one story I could share with others, it would be this one. This story speaks of true love even though I will not tell you the very beginning and only a little of the end. It is a story about life, most of all; as glorious, fascinating, sick, and tragic as life can be. And it is about sex - the best sex I ever had.

I had just had my 21st birthday and a great big party to which you and your friends were invited. You, however, were the only one to show up from your clique, without a car, and so you were stuck with me at the end of the party, around 2 am. That unlucky coincidence turned out to be very lucky for both of us.

I think we were both surprised by how we talked, rather than slept, the whole night through, never growing tired of listening to one another. I still had a room under my parents' roof, and I had brought in a mattress for you to put next to my bed. After all, we were only friends who had known each other for about one year.

Where I come from, (and you may guess what country I am talking about), train systems are quite elaborate and you can get around quite nicely, and quickly, unless it is the middle of the night. However, our conversations had us both so hooked, that you did not leave until late afternoon the next day.

It wasn't until October 31st nine years ago, that I was introduced to Halloween (another clue), Calvin and Hobbes, Nintendo, and Doritos by you, and if it wasn't for you, I probably would have never moved to NY - but that is beside the point. The point is that until now, some eight years later, I have never had better sex with anybody but you, and that means something!

Maybe it is true that women have more intense orgasms with someone they love, even though back then I did not know it was true love I felt for you. Maybe it is true that intimacy brings on feelings which were never before felt... Who knows!? All I know is that we were friends most of all, and the physical attraction was a mere bonus point.

We couldn't get enough of each other. On the weekends, you usually came to see me in my dormitory, and the ridiculously small bed only added to our excitement. We would spend as much time as possible in bed, only getting up to shower together, cook and eat together, and talk.

Our bodies were there for each other to explore. I gave up on my reservations about you eating my pussy after it became so obvious that there just wasn't anything you liked to do more (quite contrary to someone else I had been with before). I found out exactly how many times I could get you to the point of cumming in my mouth only to retreat and bring you back to the point of no return a few minutes later without torturing you out of your mind.

We were both satisfied with our relationship, and yet there was something that was on your mind. You would ask me repeatedly if there was something else I would like you to do during sex, and since I never responded in a way that was satisfactory to you, you took matters into your own hands after a month.

You came to see me on the weekend as usual. I picked you up from the train station and after some grocery shopping we took the subway home to the dormitory. In my room, you opened your bag and pulled out some soft ropes, telling me with a smile that those would be for later. And then you did not say a word about it anymore until after dinner.

Even when we were back in my room and lying down on the bed together, you did not mention the ropes. Soon we were kissing and touching each other. I loved to take the initiative, and so I soon kissed down your neck, pulling the t-shirt up and over your arms and head. I couldn't get enough of the feel and taste of your skin under me.

I loved your hands. Big but gentle, they moved across my back as I kissed every inch of your chest, and then wove their fingers into my hair when the tip of my tongue dipped into your belly button before I straddled your thighs and sat up. My eyes never leaving yours, I crossed my arms in front of my chest, got a hold of my shirt, and pulled it up slowly, revealing my belly and tits. I suppressed a chuckle as I pulled the shirt over my head and let if fall down on the floor. You so obviously loved what you saw.

Coming back up for a deep kiss before returning to your pants and what was inside of it, I purposefully let my hard nipples slide across your chest on the way up your body, and you groaned before I closed your mouth with my lips. A minute later, I sat back on your thighs, looking into your eyes when I opened your button-fly and bent down.

My tongue travelled along your skin right above your briefs before it went a little lower to trace the outline of your hard cock through the thin cotton. Involuntarily, your hips moved upwards towards the warmth of my mouth, and your cock jerked upwards as well. You moaned as I sat back up to remove your pants. I smiled. You were so impatient.

Pants and briefs off, I had an unobstructed view of your glorious cock. It was the thickest cock I have ever felt, and even now, nine years later, just thinking about it excites me. I loved the smoothness, the texture, and especially the taste! So I did what I always did when we were together: I bent down to tease you without mercy! I let my tongue leave a moist trail from the base of your cock to the tip before I blew across it with my hot breath, making you shudder with anticipation.

I planted hot kissed across your cock, slowly of course, listening to your moans, before I circled the thick head with my tongue. After making your cock all nice and moist with my tongue, I would finally take your cock between my lips and descend slowly all the way the base. That always got the loudest moan out of you!

I loved it when you sat up on your elbows to watch your cock disappear into my mouth. It never took long to get you to the brink with my mouth and hands, but unfortunately for you, I knew exactly when I had to stop if I did not want you to come just yet. I had worked on that timing to perfection. And I loved every little bit of it. When I sensed you were near the edge, I let go of your cock completely and focused on your heavy balls instead. Tantalizingly, I took one into my mouth and sucked on them gently, enough to make you squirm underneath me while the veins on your cock pulsed with excitement and frustration.

And then I started all over again; five, six times, until you were beside yourself with frustration and begged me to make you cum. And if you were lucky, I did! You surprised yourself by how vocal you could become when I teased you like that. You actually cried out loudly when I finally went all the way and made you cum all over my face and tits.

Now it was me who had forgotten about the ropes on the table next to my bed. I laid next to you, closing my eyes, feeling your heartbeat return to normal, when you sat up. 'Where are you going?' I inquired, but I did not receive an answer. Instead, I opened my eyes and saw you holding the ropes in your hands. Without a word but a big smile on your face, you tied the rope around my wrists and bound me to the bed. You did the same with my ankles.

Your smile was reassuring. And then you touched me. Your fingertips felt like soft kisses on my skin. Your mouth joined your fingers in caressing my body and I was slowly overwhelmed by your touches. It was a new experience for me to feel your hands and mouth without being able to speed up or slow down the pace. I had to give in to your rhythm, your pace, and that was an excitement I had not felt before.

You took your time exploring my tits. Your tongue teased my by circling the nipples without ever touching them. Before long, I moaned just as you had ten minutes before. My moans meant to encourage you to speed up, to make me cum. Yet, your tempo stayed the same, making me plead with you to please touch my pussy. You only laughed, telling me to slow down, there was so much time.

My body did not want to hear any of it. I needed relief right there and then, and when his hands finally touched my pussy, I nearly jumped out of my skin. All my nerve endings seemed to have moved right to the surface, and every single one of his touches seemed to stimulate me at the very core of my being. I was on fire!

Your fingers on my pussy circled my clit without quite touching it. I felt like I would explode any minute. Then, when your fingers circled the entrance of my cunt and suddenly dipped inside, I came instantaneously, surprising even myself. Good, I thought, some of the pressure is gone. But I was wrong. I still felt on edge just like before, like a bow that could not go any further.

When you moved between my legs and licked my glistening pussy with your tongue, I held my breath. Even though I did not know what was going to happen, I knew it would be more I had ever felt before. Lifting my head, I strained against the ropes, adding even more pressure to what I felt already. I could see your tongue touching my clit. I could see you looking up at me as you started to suck my engorged clit into your mouth. There was a rush of unknown origin, something strong and uncontrollable moving up my thighs and then exploding in my pussy. Later you said my body had left the mattress for an instant when I came so forceful, I almost blacked out. My orgasm went on forever and ever as you continued to stroke my clit with your tongue until I begged you to stop.

That night was the first time I ever had an orgasm that intense, an orgasm that swept me away. I have had others like that years later, with other men, and of course, with myself. But it is not the same; not the same stimulation, not the same intimacy, not the same feelings.

I haven't felt you in eight years. But I haven't forgotten. And every anniversary brings back these and many more memories of you: how you, being 25 years old back then, gave me the best orgasm ever. You, the American I picked out of the crowd so many years ago. You, the man I married. You, the man I truly love. It's your anniversary again: You died eight years ago!

Angie: Not So Innocent...Ch. 3

Angie: Not So Innocent...Ch. 3
by NiteWriter ©

Angie: Not So Innocent Afterall Ch. 3

This is intended for adults 21 and over only. If you are offended by graphic descriptions of a sexual nature, please, don't read this or download it. If this is illegal wherever you are reading this stop now.

The Angie series written in 1996 is my first attempt at erotic writing.

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Angie and I have been seeing each other for a couple of weeks now. Every evening we get together to enjoy each other's bodies to the fullest. I can't explain how much pleasure this young lady has given me. At work she is the shy, pleasant mannered, business-like lady in everything she does. Angie's like the quiet little girl next door. But when she gets to the bedroom, a complete transformation takes place. This angel of a girl turns in a wanton, sex crazed animal. Sex with her starts out being a playful tease, but once she gets started, you would think Angie is the filthiest slut alive.

This coming weekend I have to make a business trip out of town. It will be only for two days, leaving tomorrow afternoon, and returning Saturday night. Angie wanted to go along for the 5 hour car ride and since the business portion would only take me a few hours Saturday morning, I would have quite a bit of free time to spend with her. I made all the arrangements for a motel room and planned to leave after lunch tomorrow.

The next day we left about noon, having packed the few clothes we needed the night before. Angie dressed in a beautiful, flowery, sun dress which hung about 8" above her knees showing off her shapely, tanned legs and cut with a large V in front exposing her 36" cleavage. It was a beautiful summer day about 80 degrees with the sun shining. We drove with the windows open, traveling mostly on the interstate highway. Angie was some sight riding next to me with her hair blowing across her face in the wind and her dress occasionally drifting up her thighs giving a quick glimpse of her upper thighs.

After two hours of driving, I happened to notice that more and more as truckers went by, they would slow down. They obviously were trying to get a peek at the cute piece of ass riding next to me. I told Angie what was going on as the trucks passed. She seemed to get excited at the attention her body was causing. The next trucker that passed did what I expected by slowing down and staying even with us for awhile. Angie looked at me and said, "Watch this." She pulled her dress all the way up to her waist. The trucker almost ran us off the road trying to see the free show. Wanting to join in the fun, I placed my hand on her knee and slid it up her thigh right to her crotch and started playing with her pussy through her panties. I don't know how this guy stayed on the road. There was a rest stop coming up where I figured we better stop for awhile. Angie planned to give this a trucker a treat before we exited. As we approached the off ramp, Angie pulled her panties off and held them up for him to see, as we disappeared off the highway. What a tremendous tease.

I parked in a secluded spot. We both had to release the sexual tension built up inside us from the exhibition Angie put on. As soon as I parked, I buried my hand back into Angie's pussy, probing her cunt with my fingers. Angie leaned over, unbuckled and unzipped me and lowered her mouth over my now hard cock. We were only at it a minute when I felt her legs tighten around my hand. Trying to utter sounds of her pleasure with my cock still in her mouth, I knew she was cumming. Feeling her intense orgasm started my cock throbbing, filling her mouth with my hot cum. She gulped it down, then cleaned off my cock as I pulled my fingers out of her pussy to taste her juices. Satisfied for now, we were on our way again anticipating some heavier lovemaking tonight at the motel.

First on the agenda after we checked in, was to have some dinner. We both showered after the long drive and had a nice relaxing dinner at the motel restaurant. Our entire conversation as we ate, was the events of our trip and how turned on it made both of us. In fact we were down right horny. We finished our dinner deciding to skip dessert because all the talk was making us anxious to get back to our motel room bed.

We returned to the room, took all the covers off the bed and we began to undress each other. There wasn't much for me to do. When I unbuttoned Angie's dress and let fall to the floor, she had nothing on underneath. I kissed her deeply while first caressing her breasts and playing with her nipples. Then I stroked my fingers over her cunt until she was breathing very heavy. She unbuttoned my shirt and removed my pants pausing for awhile to tease my bulging cock inside my underwear. Finally she slipped my shorts off, kneeled in front of me and guided my shaft into her mouth. She pumped my cock with her mouth using her hand to guide it in and out until I was rock hard.

"Lay down on the bed," she commanded.

I laid down with Angie crawling right up next to me to continued her cocksucking. Her mouth felt incredible sliding over my cock with her tongue licking the underside as it entered. While she attended to my shaft, I had my hand working her moist cunt. Our session was really getting heated up with both of us breathing very heavy. My cock was feeling so good that I wanted even more.

"Angie," I said. "Take me all the way in."

"I don't know if I can." she replied. " I'm afraid I'll gag."

"Just relax and take it slow, okay." I answered.

She positioned herself between my legs on her knees and continued working my cock in and out of her mouth. Each time I could feel the head hit the back of her throat. After a few seconds she positioned my cockhead right at the entrance of her throat and kept it there for awhile. She withdrew and pushed it back there again, holding it. I felt her trying to relax her throat muscles. The next time while pausing at her throat entrance, she gave a quick push forcing the head to slip into her throat passage. Quickly, she pulled out. With a smile on her face she said,

"I didn't gag. I didn't think I could."

I told her. " Just stay relaxed and you can get it all in."

She was actually excited realizing she was able to swallow my cock. Again, Angie took my cock, gave a little push and I was in again. She backed off to assure her confidence, then returned my shaft to her mouth. This time my cock slid into her throat with less resistance. I could feel it sliding down her throat disappearing through her lips. She didn't let up this time. Deeper and deeper my cock was penetrating her throat until her chin was resting on my balls. Angie pulled out, but quickly deep throated me again. She was getting the hang of it now and looked like she was enjoying having her throat stuffed. Over and over she swallowed my cock. As she became confident with her new ability, each time I hit bottom she kept it lodged there in the depths of her mouth and throat for a few seconds.

I had to push her off when I thought I might cum. I wasn't ready to blow my load yet. Angie sure was a fast learner. Only a little while earlier she hesitated at trying to do her first deep throat. Now, she was swallowing me like a pro. After catching her breath, she went back to work this time licking my balls. Gently, she licked my nut sack while pumping my cock with her hand. Angie sucked one of balls into her mouth, tongued it for awhile, then let it slip out. She moved on to the other one sucking it in the same way. She traveled underneath my sack to give my entire crotch a thorough cleaning. Then, I nearly came in her face when I felt her tongue sliding down to find my asshole. Kneeling back up she teased me.

"Do you want me to lick your asshole?"

She didn't wait for an answer. Angie pushed my legs up, spread my cheeks apart and dove right in. I never had a rimming before. What a tremendous feeling. I could never imagine such a beautiful, young creature such as Angie, wanting to perform an anal licking. But, she sure seemed to enjoy what she was doing. She put her face between my ass cheeks and started her tongue licking over and over on my asshole. A couple times she even tried to force her hot tongue inside.

"This is really turning me on," she said with her face still buried in my ass. Angie knelt up after completing her anal tongue massage, climbed on top of me and squatted onto my cock penetrating her cunt fully. She fucked my cock like a wild bitch, driving herself to an orgasm. I felt her cunt juices flow down my cock as she pulled off. I was surprised at the control I had in not cumming during Angie's fucking and sucking. She was about to take care of that.

"I'm gonna make your cum now," she said. " And I want you to talk dirty to me while I suck you off. Tell me what you think of the nasty slutty things I do with you."

Angie sucked off her juices from my cock, then swallowed my prick with ease. She worked my cock in and out of her throat barely coming up for air at all. Now she went down on me keeping it lodged in the tightness of her throat and pumping up and down ever so slightly in a fucking motion. She was driving me nuts. I was so turned on I had no problem talking to her like my own personal whore.

"That's it baby." I moaned. " Shove my cock down your throat.... Fuck me with your face you beautiful little slut.... Don't stop.... That's it, Don't stop you fuckin' whore...."

"Swallow my cock. Yess,... yess... down your throat, bitch.

"Deeper...deeper...All the way down."

"That's it... That's it...Suck my cock down your throat you hot cum eatin' cunt."

My loving little slut of a girl was fucking my cock with her throat and she was getting more excited by my dirty talk. She backed off gasping for air trying to explain what she wanted from me next.

"I love your cock in my throat. Tell me when your ready to cum.."

"I want you to cum right into my throat."

She immediately sucked me down again and started her throat fucking. I grabbed her head to help move her up and down my shaft. She came up for air and sunk back down on my ready to explode cock. There was no holding back this time. Her deep throating was just too much bear. I grabbed Angie by the back of her head yelling out, " I'm cumming." Then I pulled her toward me burying my cock as deep as I could into her throat. I could feel her teeth pressing on my crotch. I think Angie deliberately tightened her throat muscles around my cock, just to make my orgasm that much more intense. My hot cock started throbbing in her throat.

I exploded with four strong spurts right down her throat before she backed off. I continued with another few streams, the first into her open mouth and two more hitting her on either cheek splattering all over her beautiful face. My orgasm now was easing, cum only dribbling out of me, but Angie still managed to catch it on her tongue and slurp it down. She licked her lips and licked off my cock as I scraped the cum off her face with my finger and fed it to her until she had eaten every bit of my hot sperm.

Both of us were totally drained. We laid back embraced in each others arms knowing the satisfaction we had given each other. In a moment sleep would be upon us, but no dream could match what took place tonight.

Angie: Not So Innocent...Ch. 2

Angie: Not So Innocent...Ch. 2
by NiteWriter ©

Angie: Not So Innocent Afterall Ch. 2

This is intended for adults 21 and over only. If you are offended by graphic descriptions of a sexual nature, please, don't read this or download it. If this is illegal wherever you are reading this stop now.

The Angie series written in 1996 is my first attempt at erotic writing.

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The next day I spent thinking about Angie and the great sex we had the night before. Every time I saw her throughout the day I remembered the touch of her soft skin as I had caressed her legs, thighs and well-proportioned rear end. I pictured her beautiful 36" breasts melting in my mouth when I sucked on her nipples, making them hard. I must have relived the moment a hundred times when Angie sucked every ounce of cream out of me. What an incredible night we had.

We were both looking forward to this evening for another session of sexual play to satisfy our appetites all over again. It seemed like the day would never end and every time Angie and I made eye contact while we worked, we knew what the other was thinking. Unfortunately, Angie finished work an hour before me, which only made my anticipation that much more unbearable. But, I managed to struggle through the last hour with the constant thought of what tonight's lovemaking would bring.

After work I couldn't wait to get to Angie's apartment. I knocked on the door and when it opened, there she was standing in her half-opened robe that was just draped over her shoulders. I could see underneath that she only had on a skimpy pair of lacey panties. Obviously, she was anxious to get right at it too. She certainly was one hot looking young lady with an incredible sexual appetite. We went to her bedroom where I undressed in a hurry while Angie laid on the bed watching me while slipping off her tiny panties down those gorgeous slender legs. Angie stroked her fingers up the inside of her thighs spreading her legs wide for me to see her juicy pussy.

"I've been horny all day thinking about you." she said, stroking her fingers across her cunt lips. "I need your cock inside me."

" Don't worry " I said. "You'll get my cock. But, right now I have something else in mind."

With that I crawled onto the bed between her legs to get a taste of her lucious body. She was already wet and dripping. I didn't want to make her orgasm too quickly, so I gently used my tongue to play with her clit for awhile. She was completely relaxed and enjoying the tongue bath I was giving her. I worked my way from her lovespot across her inner thighs and back, leaving no spot untouched. Spreading her cunt lips open with my fingers, I sunk my tongue inside her delicious pussy. I shoved my tongue in and out of her spread open hole, sucking out as much of Angie's love nectar as I could. As I lapped up her juices and tongued her hot spot she gently placed her hands on my head to guide my licking up and down her hot slit.

"Get on your knees so I can do you from behind." I commanded.

She obeyed without question. With her head in the pillow and her ass in the air I began tonguing her cunt again. This time I worked a little harder. I kept sticking my tongue in and out of her fuckhole. Angie was really starting to squirm from the tongue fucking I was giving her. Slowly I started licking my way up her ass. When I reached her asshole Angie went wild. I kept flicking my tongue across her puckered little asshole with a fluttering movement. Every so often I would slip my tongue down to her dripping cunt and lick up through her ass crack and over her asshole, driving her absolutely crazy.

Since she was enjoying this so much, I wanted to see how much she could take without cumming, so I spread her ass and buried my face between her cheeks with my mouth and tongue licking and sucking on her puckered little anal hole. Angie was squirming out of control, which made it a bit difficult to maintain my attack on her asshole. I grabbed her by the hips to keep her steady and forced her rear end back to my mouth. Now I could maintain my licking and sucking on her incredibly beautiful butt. I put the tip of my tongue right on the center of her tight little hole and pulled back on her hips trying to force my tongue inside. For the next few minutes I continued reaming out her asshole with my tongue while Angie continually moaned and cried out with a deep lust.

"Oh Fuck, Fuck, that feels so good. Don't stop!"

"Please, don't stop. Fuck my asshole with your tongue."

"Oh! Baby. It feels so good on my asshole. Don't stop."

I had no intention of stopping my anal probing. I gave her one more long lick up her ass, then started probing her bottom hole with my finger. I gently played with the tight puckered opening of her asshole. I slipped my finger down into her pussy, then smeared the cunt juices up her crack lubricating her asshole. Slowly I started wiggling my finger in. She was so relaxed my finger slid in easily. The inside of her ass was red hot with the built up passion she contained. With my finger all the way in, I twisted and wiggled it inside her hot shit hole. Angie let out a sigh and I knew she liked the sensation of having her anal hole penetrated and probed. I tried forcing a second finger up her ass and it slid in easier than I expected. Angie was going nuts with pleasure as I worked two fingers in and out of her rectum. I was amazed how easily my fingers were able to probe her ass. She was really getting into the anal fingering. I think I could have inserted a third finger, but then in a voice that was almost like begging, she pleaded,

"Fuck me in the ass, baby. I want your cock in my asshole. Shove that big, hard cock all the way up my ass."

I was only too happy to oblige, but almost couldn't believe what I was hearing. Angie, the quiet innocent little girl I worked with, was a sex starved female with an incredible desire to do or try anything. Satisfying her lust could take forever and I was going to enjoy every second of it.

I put the head of my cock at the entrance to her puckered hole and pushed. The head of my cock disappeared into her virgin asshole and I could feel her sphincter tighten around me. I waited for a moment to let Angie get used to the bigger entry into her butt hole. When she started to relax, I slowly pushed my cock inch by inch into her ass. To help hurry the process, Angie started pushing her ass back forcing my cock deeper and deeper into her ass. In less than a minute I had my entire cock inside her backdoor. I slowly worked back and forth through her tight anal ring as it hugged my rock hard prick. With each in and out stroke I could feel Angie relaxing her ass as she began to enjoy the anal fucking.

"Fuck my ass harder," she ordered. "Fuck me up my ass."

I picked up the pace and started pumping her butt. Faster and faster I drove my cock in and out of her rear end. Angie was in a frenzy of pleasure, totally consumed by the ass fucking she was getting. I withdrew my cock almost out and then slammed it back up her hole. Over and over I buttfucked Angie's tight anal opening. For a moment, I slowed down to pull out all the way. Her asshole was gaping wide open staring at me as if begging to be filled again. I plowed back in as far as I could, my balls slapping against her ass cheeks. Again and again I pulled out and drilled it back into her ass to the hilt.

"Cum in me, Cum in me," Angie screamed. " Fill my asshole with your hot sperm. I want to feel your hot cock fill my ass."

Angie's hot, slut-like orders was more than I could stand. I knew she must be on the verge of an orgasm herself and I was ready to explode. I plunged deep into her asshole again, setting off her orgasm. As Angie came, her asshole tightened, gripping my cock like a vise as wads of my cum emptied into her bottom.

Angie cried out almost in a whimper as her orgasm took control

"I can feel your hot cum. Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck my asshole. Fill my ass with your hot cum."

My cock continued filling her rectum with my hot jism, her sphincter still tight around my cock milking every drop of cum from me. When the last drop of spunk emptied into her ass I pulled out to let Angie relax, since she had been on her knees for quite some time now. As Angie leaned back to straighten up, I could see my white sticky cum oozing out of her asshole onto the bed. She reached around to touch her puckered hole that was now red from the anal pounding. Angie worked a finger in and out a few times and smeared the remainder of my cock cream on her ass.

Angie looked at me, " Your cock felt so good sliding in and out of my ass."

"I never dreamed that a cock in my asshole could feel so good."

"I loved it"

Angie turned around. As we kissed our tongues met in each other's mouths. Our hands were all over each other, savoring the touch of our hot sweaty bodies.

Angie: Not So Innocent...Ch. 1

Angie: Not So Innocent...Ch. 1
by NiteWriter ©

Angie: Not So Innocent Afterall Ch. 1

This is intended for adults 21 and over only. If you are offended by graphic descriptions of a sexual nature, please, don't read this or download it. If this is illegal wherever you are reading this stop now.

The Angie series written in 1996 is my first attempt at erotic writing.

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I first met Angie three years ago when she first began working with my company. She was just 18 then and I hadn't really taken much notice of her. During the past three years she has developed into the most attractive thing I ever laid eyes on. This past year all I can do is fantasize about her. She's 5'7", about 115 lbs., blue eyes, brown shoulder length hair with a figure of 36-24-36. Every time Angie would pass by me I couldn't help watching her beautiful body. Over the years we only spoke in idle conversation on occasion. She was a quiet, easygoing innocent young lady. I could only dream about what it would be like to have one night with such a nice girl.

About a month ago, it was a rather nasty day with rain on and off throughout the afternoon. When my workday was finally over, as I walked to my car I noticed Angie attempting to change the flat tire on her car. It was raining rather steady now. So I offered to give her a hand changing the tire. I had the tire changed in 15 minutes, but by then we were both pretty well soaked. As I closed the trunk of her car she thanked me for the help.

"I really appreciate you stopping to help. I probably would have been here all day by myself. It looks like we're both pretty wet, why don't we go to my place and dry off? I only live a short distance away."

I agreed and followed her, which turned out to be only a mile away. Once we reached her apartment Angie thank me again for the assistance. Then her next remarks told me that my dream was about to come true.

"I really feel like I owe you for helping me and it wouldn't be right if I didn't repay you. I don't know if you feel the same as I do, but I've always been attracted to you, but didn't have the nerve to say anything. I can't even believe I'm going to say this. Since we have to wait for our clothes to dry, anyway, how would you like to spend the next couple hours in bed with me? That is if you want to?"

My heart was pounding like crazy. I answered by unbuttoning my shirt and started to strip down. Angie pulled off her top and slid off her slacks. I couldn't believe how fast this was happening. She stood there in just her bra and panties. What a sight she was. We went into the living room where Angie slowly removed her bra and then her panties, while I stripped down to nothing. She sat down on the sofa, spread her legs and began rubbing her clit. I knelt down between her legs, leaned forward and gently kissed her as she continued to massage her love spot. Angie responded with a long passionate kiss that seemed to last forever. By the time our lips broke free, my cock was at full attention.

I could see Angie was getting pretty hot, so I removed her hand from her cunt and replaced it with my tongue. After only a few minutes of licking her wet pussy, up and down, I knew it wouldn't take much more to make her cum. I figured I better back off for awhile so I could enjoy this beautiful creature a while longer. I pulled away from her hot cunt and sat back on the sofa.

"I want you to suck me", I managed to say.

Without hesitation, she grabbed my cock and began sliding it through those gorgeous lips. At first she just took the head of my hard cock in, but after a couple minutes Angie was going deeper and deeper. I could feel the tip of my cock hitting the back of her throat. Angie knew I was getting close to cumming, but she wasn't quite finished with me yet.

"You have to fuck me," she said. " I want your hard cock inside me."

She laid down on the floor with her legs spread wide open. I put the head of my cock at the entrance of her cunt. She was so wet my entire 8" inches slid all the way up her love tunnel, which made Angie let out a deep moan of pleasure. I started pumping her pussy in and out with long, slow strokes. Angie's moaning almost make me shoot my load right then. Her cunt was so hot and tight, I truly must me in heaven. Angie began moaning louder.

"Don't stop, Don't stop," she cried. "Fuck me, Fuck me harder."

I knew she was about to cum. She wrapped her legs around my waist forcing my cock deep inside her. I could feel her cunt tighten around my hard rod as her orgasm ripped through her body. Her whole body shook over and over until the final wave of pleasure finally subsided. I had all I could do to keep from filling her love pit with my juices. Finally, Angie managed to utter a few words, still trembling from the orgasm that rocked her body.

"I want you to cum in my mouth. I have to taste you."

"Please! Give me your cum."

The words alone almost made me fill her cunt with my load. But I quickly pulled out, straddled her chest and shoved my cock back into her mouth. Angie quickly began sucking my hard cock, licking off her own juices. It was only seconds and my rod began shooting into Angie's mouth. Stream after stream of hot cum shot from my cock into her mouth and on her face. Her lips were milking me dry. When I finally finished unloading into Angie's mouth, I could see her tongue covered with my white spunk, which she quickly swallowed. She licked her lips, then cleaned the rest of the jism left on my cock with her tongue and swallowed that too.

We laid there for awhile enjoying the pleasure we just gave each other. I don't know if our clothes were dry, I only remembered Angie's last words before I left.

"That was so good, can we get together again. I've never felt like this before."

by mayi ©
We all have dreamed about the moment in time when it happens, when you think life has set your course and then something changes it. I was not expecting it to happen to me at this time, with this person, but as we kissed the whole world for me changed. I have heard, but I never knew that what I was feeling was possible, that someone could make such a different is such a short period of time. And what a difference he made how he set me on fire, sent me to...... well I'll let you read it and find out what I am talking about.

"Your turn", as I hear you say those words my thoughts are lost. I can feel you breath on my ear and your hands on my shoulders. All I can do is look into your eyes. My senses are alive with anticipation. The desire I have for you, I see reflected in your eyes and I feel in your touch. You look at me with a smile that tells me you want to pleasure me in a way I have never known. You take my hand and ask me to follow you. You turning the shower off and lead me to the hot tub.

As we enter the room, you lean over to me and whisper in my ear, 'Let me take that suit off, let me see what I have been wanting so long to see, to hold, to love.' You slide the straps off my shoulders caressing my skin, sending electricity through my shoulders. You slowly move your hands to the front and gently pull the suit off my breasts. I hear you moan as they are exposed, 'Oh god, they are beautiful'. I feel you body tense, I know you are holding back wanting to take your time, but wanting to feel them in your hands, in your mouth. You slip the suit to my waist freeing my arms. You cannot stop yourself any longer as you see my nipples rising under your gaze; you reach up and flick the tip. ' OH YES', it is almost a scream as I say it. But you stop, 'Not yet, I want to experience your whole beauty before I continue.' And with that you continue to remove my suit, sliding it over my hips, past my mound and down my thighs letting it drop to the floor. Then you lead me to the hot tub stepping in and holding my hand as I do.

You place me so that the jets are brushing at my breasts and pussy. Then you slide your hand down my thigh, down my calf reaching my foot. You set down across from me messaging my foot and I lay back and enjoy the feeling of the jets, they keep me at a constant state of arousal without letting me go over the edge. As I drift in and out of constant highs and the feel of your hands on my feet, I am caught off guard when I feel your tongue on my toes. I open my eyes in shock, seeing the smile on your face and the look in your eyes, I watch as you suck on each toe. Kissing it, licking it, almost as if you are making love to each and everyone. When you finish with them you kiss the bottom of my foot to my heel then across my ankle, and up my calf to the back of my knee. Massaging my leg as you go. Just when I think I can take no more, you stop. Once again I open my eyes and see you looking at me. You reach for my hands, pulling them away from my tits. "Not yet babe, I'm not ready for you to cum and no playing with yourself." Without knowing it I had been pulling at them while you were working your magic on my foot. You then pick up the other foot and work the same magic to it you had to the first one. But instead of stopping at the back of my knee, you slide up between my legs and kiss from the valley between my breasts to my lips stopping only to caress my skin with your hands.

You brush over my lips and before I can react you pulling back. I look into your eyes and with one movement you pick me up and set me on the side of the tub. This puts my pussy at the same height as your face. But you don't even look at it; you go back to my legs. Kissing, licking, caressing and stroking you work your way up my legs first one side then the other, not missing a spot. With each touch I cannot stop moaning. I touch your hair with my hand, trying to keep my mind on the ground, because you are sending me to such heights, I am alive like never before. You kiss my inner thighs and that does it, I cannot control myself any longer, I moan out as I cum, "Oh yyess. Oh God Please stop teasing me, please gives me that cock of yours. I need to have you in me, fucking me" I hear you chuckle and answer, "Not yet, I want to taste your sweet nectar, I want you cover my face, before, you cover my cock."

With that you bring your hands to my pussy, gently, slowly running your finger down my slit, spreading my lips as you go. I catch my breath with anticipation of what is next. You lower your head, I hear you breathing deeply, know that you are trying to take the scent of me deep in your mind. I look down just in time to see the twinkle in your eyes as you open your mouth and take all my pussy in your mouth sucking it like you were sucking one my lips during our kissing. I feel your tongue fucking my hole like a cock, with the tip curled stroking all the right spots. Just when I think I can't go any longer, I feel you finger stroking down my crack and teasing my bum hole. That is all I can take, I start shaking like I have never before, I cum with such force, I don't notice that you have inserted your finger in my ass and are pumping it. I hear myself screaming with such pleasure, that it brings me back to some consciousness, as I grab on to your head and rock my hips, fucking you back, and riding the orgasm not wanting it to end.

Before I have time to recover you pull me off the edge of the hot tub and onto your lap. With just a slight push you ram your cock into my pussy as it is still pulsing for my orgasm. The feel of your cock in my cunt and the smell of my cum on face send me into yet another uncontrollable orgasm. But with this one you pump me with you cock.....my hands on your shoulders holding as you pinch my nipples and knead my tits. All I can do is moan and cry out with pleasure. Knowing I will never have this kind of experience again, knowing that all the weeks of watching you and having you watch me has brought us to this point. Knowing that this is pure sexual satisfaction and total abandonment to our needs. As I come down for this last orgasm I notice all the water splashing out of the tub, I notice the look on your face and I know that this will soon end. I lean in and kiss you, licking as much of my cum from your lips as I can. Your hands slide down my sides to my hips as we continue to fuck. You lean over and whisper in my ear, " I am going to cum soon, it is your choice where my seed goes, your pussy, your ass, or your mouth."

With that an evil look crosses my face. I figure why not finish this where it all started. "I want to taste you one last time", I say to you, "Please cum in my mouth, let me suck you dry and lick you clean." You shift yourself onto the edge of the tub stroking your cock in front of my face. I kneel between your legs and open my mouth. You slap at my tongue with your cock but I reach up and grad it placing my mouth on the head and once again sucking you into my mouth pulling the base to my lips. That is all it takes and you shot your load deep in me. I pull off and suck you back in getting another wash of sperm filling my mouth. I look up to your face and see your eyes rolling back and your face showing the same pleasure you have been giving me. With that I release your cock and lick at your balls. Then I lick your cock clean. Just as I am about to stand up to kiss you we both hear the outer door closing. Giggling we scramble and gather my suit. You walk out as I slip it back on. You come back and let me know it is okay to leave.....but as I do you grab me and kiss me one last time. Thanks for being my swim mate.