Wednesday, May 15, 2013

MY WIFE TINA


I walked into the house from a hard day out on the
back 40. My black T-shirt, of which I had torn the
sleeves off earlier in the day, clung to my body like
it was painted on from the sweat that, only a hard day
can produce. My cowboy hat in my rugged, callused
hand. Eyes squinting from the change of light. I
scanned the room looking for that heavenly vision
again the face of an angel, it wasn't there, and into
the next room I strolled. Still that vision of the
morning light wasn't there either. I could smell a
faint smell of perfume through the house and I
followed the scent through the house out the back
door, where the smell was whisked away by the southern
breeze. Again my eyes adjusting only to focus on the
thing of my query asleep in a hammock out beneath the
old oak trees. It was her that gorgeous woman who had
given me so much over the past year. One leg hanging
over the side of the hammock oh what a shapely leg
uncovered, toes gently brushing the grass beneath
them. This is too much to handle. Following that
shapely leg with my eyes up that calf then a bare
thigh, oh my god her thin summer dress was pulled up
to her waist that patch of fine blond hair that once
covered her charms was shaved off and that beauty had
her hand between her legs. It was obvious she had
masturbated herself to sleep, she was still wet and
her fingers were still buried in her wet pussy lips. A
slight twitch now and then proved she was still
sensitive from what must have been an awesome orgasm.
I scanned our surroundings; did she do all this
outside? Here in the open, where anyone, everyone
could or may have watched the most beautiful girl in
the county walks out into her yard pull up her dress
and finger herself to orgasm? She is loud when in the
throughs of a climax sound carries for miles out here.
As I thought of these things looking down at this
beauty, I couldn't resist myself. I took in a deep
breath I took in her womanly scent. I was lost to lust
now I had to have her, she just had that over every
man for counties around, but she was mine, was she? I
know no other man would cross me, but then again it
may be worth facing death, just look at this lovely
creature, id have to chance it myself, if she didn't
already belong to me. I still couldn't resist another
breath I reached over and touched a bare breast gently
touching a nipple, its still hard, this time my breath
was taken from me. She groaned, my hand froze on her
tit, her finger moved itself and another groan from
those strawberry lips she was fingering herself in her
sleep my right hand on her tit and her own finger in
her wet pussy lips. What must she have been dreaming
.the front of my jeans were getting really tight as my
cock swelled and throbbed awaiting release. I watched
her finger go in and out like a small cock fucking her
tight pussy I look to her eyes and those lovely green
eyes were still closed. I cupped that firm breast and
directed my eyes to her finger sliding in her wetness
she has such a perfect body, I no longer cared who
might see us, my thoughts went no farther than the
vision in front of me. Her moans are becoming more
frequent she was bringing herself closer, I bent and
closed my lips around her hard nipple a loud moan from
her lips and her back started to arch she was so
close, it was right there. That must have been a
fantastic dream I sucked her tit harder and her
breathing became erratic I unfastened my belt and
dropped my pants my hard cock was wet from the
pre-cum. I couldn't believe what I was doing. Sucking
the tit of the most beautiful creature while she
fingered herself and I stroked my cock like a teenage
boy. As I felt her body start to convulse I knew she
was there. I grabbed her hand at that moment and
pulled it away, her eyes shot open but she was too far
gone as I buried my face between her lovely legs she
couldn't control her orgasm much less overpower me as
I licked her pussy through her climax. All she could
do was grab handfuls of my long hair and ride her
orgasm out and let me tong her, her pussy. She is
squirming and convulsing, moaning outloud; I grab her
fit little body and turn her over so she is bent over
the hammock with her shapely ass sticking straight up.
My cock couldn't wait any longer one hand still on her
tit and another on her hip I buried it all the way,
while she continued her orgasm. I couldn't be gentle,
I had to fuck, as my cock pounded into this tender
woman, she screamed out loud fuck me, fuck me with
that steel cock! She was fucking me back as hard as I
fucked her. The innocent little thing was lost to the
sex as I was we both needed the fucking. My body
tensed as she felt like she was in a total orgasm that
started in my mouth. I shot my cum deep into her pussy
as she gripped my cock like a vice, milking every last
drop. As I looked at the mess we had made as my cock
plunged in and out there was so much cum, mine hers,
it covered her thighs, it covered my thighs. I have
never experienced anything so intense. I was loosing
my balance and had to lean over onto her back and kiss
her neck, so I could regain my composure and smell the
sweet scent of my beautiful wife. Tina, you were
fantastic I whispered.

OUTDOOR SEX

 
I am enjoying my sex life in a beautiful way which I wanted to. There are so many other things and a lot of responsibility in life other than enjoying the sex but I am very happy and feel proud that I could make such adjustments and have successfully organized the balance in all the necessary things in regular, happy and sexy life. A lot of credit goes to my loving husband for his guidance, understandings and love for making our life so beautiful, so lovable and so sexy. You all are aware that we both never missed any chance to love each other. Some time we get chances and some time we create the chances. But the ultimate goal is love, love and love............  
  
I am being fucked by my loving husband in every possible manner in my own home whenever we get the chance. But his lust is always increasing with the passing time.
 
Last time, my mom in law came to us for staying with us for few days. I love my mom in law like my own mother and in turn, she also loves me like a daughter. This is the reason that she wanted to stay with me for few days and I too wanted her to stay with me. I am very lucky and I always thank god for giving me such a wonderful and loving mom in law.
 
Things were going as usual, but, some time, we were missing afternoon sex. You are aware that my husband's office is on walking distance from home and he comes to home for the lunch every day. Many times, we play afternoon sex game before lunch or after lunch. It is always very exciting and enjoyable for both of us to fuck in day time without any disturbance. Somehow, the day sex was restricted up to morning sex in our bed room because of presence of my mom in law. We both respect her a lot and we never wanted to lock our bed room in day time.
       
Once, when my mom in law was on fast, my hubby told me that we both will have lunch outside in a five star hotel which is little far from his office and our house. He told me to be ready by 1.30 so that he can pick me up from home.  The idea was to have adventurous sex in day. We both love adventure in sex where we satisfy each other without being caught. 
 
Accordingly, I had finished my work at home and have prepared some food for my mom in law which can be eaten in fasting. I was ready to move before 1.30 and my mom in law was reading some religious book. There is no restriction from any one in wearing western cloths, so I was wearing a short brown skirt and a short white top over the set of my white bra and panty with black stiletto heels. I was waiting for my hubby's call which I received sharp at 1.30 asking me to come down in the building lobby. I took permission from mom in law and went down to join my hubby for lunch.  
We reached the hotel President soon. We handed over our car for wallet parking and he held me fast and hugged me as we both entered the restaurant of the hotel. We got seated there on a table and ordered some soft drinks. My hubby turned his chair to face me, his eyes was running over my face, legs and getting darker with desire before it came back up to look me in the eye, a crooked smile slowly made its way onto his face. My heart was pounding hard when I returned his smile then I opened the menu book and pretended to read. We ordered some nice lunch and then usual talks started between us both, as always, he started making comments on my beauty and my looks that I look sexy and hot, he always love to have me.
 
The lunch came in between and we had it while talking. When I finished eating, we were searching some secured place where we can do our wish.  
"Swimming pool", my hubby whispered in my ears and  I stood up taking my purse with me and made my way around the tables, headed for the swimming pool. He followed me.
 
When we reached to the swimming pool, I saw that no one is there for swimming in the afternoon. He pushed the door of changing room open and we stepped inside, setting my purse on the counter I turned around towards my hubby. We stood there just looking at each other; I could feel a tingling sensation in my pussy, letting me know how much I wanted to feel him, his part of body.

“Maybe you should lock the door.” My voice echoed off the tiles.  
He turned and the locked the door of changing room. We both were alone in a big changing room. It was all set for a quickie. In a few short steps, he stood mere inches away from me; my pulse was beating a steady rapid rhythm. He placed his fingertips against the pulse in my neck, his fingers felt cool against my warm skin. Slowly his lips met mine, the kiss soft and gentle. His tongue lightly played with mine, it was the kind of kiss that would make a girl's body melt.
 
He pulled his lips from mine as his hands moved firmly over my body and caressed my breasts. My nipples pressed against the fabric of my bra in search of more. My knees felt weak while his hands glided over my hips and down my legs as he went down to kneel on the floor before me. The feel of his hands grazing over my legs caused goose bumps to appear across my skin. I held my breath in anticipation as his hands made their way up under my skirt, lightly kneading my thighs before he traced a finger along my slit, and felt the dampness through the lace. He slowly slipped my panty down, and after I stepped out of them, he brought them to his face, and inhaled deeply of my scent. When he pushed my skirt up over my hips, I spread my legs as he leaned in and tenderly kissed my pussy. I rested my ass back against the edge of the counter and his finger lightly traced along my slit. I tried to move my hips, wanting to feel him inside of me, but he placed an arm across them forcing me to endure his sweet torture. He placed his tongue on my pussy lips which gave me the feeling being in heaven. He again traced it along my slit, this time he slipped it in just far enough to lightly graze all my sensitive parts, my entire body screamed for more. My eyes closed as I enjoyed his teasing, my hands grabbed his arms and I spread my legs wider as I begged, “Oh, please.”
 
His tongue slipped between the lips of my pussy, gliding between them, teasing my opening before settling on tormenting my clit. He moved his tongue over my clit as he experimented with different pressure and direction until finding the perfect rhythm. My breathing came fast, my moans of pleasure getting louder as my fingers dug into the flesh of his arms, his treatment in to my juicy pussy bringing me to the brink of explosion before he pulled away, and left me breathless with my muscles quivering.
 
I gave him a questioning gaze as his hands pushed my top and bra up over my breasts to reveal my taught rosy nipples; he took one of my erect nipples in to his warm wet mouth. My hand moved up to unzip of his pant and as expected, his hard toll was ready for playing sex game. His tongue swirled around my nipples sending shots of fire through my body. I ran my fingers on his zip, opened it and took control of his hot rod gripping it in my fists...  
His mouth moved to my other nipple and he raked his teeth across it. His fingers moved in and out of my wetness as his thumb rubbed against my sensitive clit, my hips almost bucking off the counter.
 
He helped me took his tool out through zip opening and I was holding his cock, rubbing it against my clit. A wave of satisfaction washed over me as my pussy started to releasing juices as always. I was down on my knee on the floor holding his hot and hard tool in my hand. My mouth was ready to suck his tool and I could not wait much before moving my tongue around his cock head. We wanted to finish it as early as possible before noticing by anyone in the hotel.  
I was aware that he is a very good fucker and always takes a longer time to cum. It was necessary to bring him in his half way by giving him blow job so he too finishes with me. My hubby always says that I am a very good sucker and once again I was busy in proving myself.  
His half cock was in my mouth and I was moving it in and out of my mouth by using my tongue skillfully to make him hot, hot and hot near to his destination. We were keeping control on our moaning in pleasure. It was my experience with him that I noticed that he is ready to finish with me and then I released his cock from my mouth.
 
My legs wrapped around his waist, his hands gripped my hips as he plunged himself in and out me fast and hard. I slid my hand down between my legs and rubbed my clit causing my orgasm to build fast before it exploded in a muscle clenching collision. My pussy clamped down on his cock as the rush of pleasure kept building and a second orgasm burst and coursed through my body like white-hot lightning making its way across the sky.
 
He slammed his hips into mine as he threw his head back and let out a deep guttural roar firing his warm cum in the depth of my pussy, his face contorting with his climax. One last deep thrust and his body shuddered while collapsing against mine. I leaned my forehead against his shoulder as my muscles slowly unclenched. My voice become weak as I told him, “I need to pee.”

"You always need to pee after sex", he said.
 
He slowly pulled himself out of me and I placed my feet on the floor, my legs were weak and unsteady. He placed an arm around my waist and offered me a smile. “Are you going to make it okay?”

I gave him a return smile and reply, “Thanks. I'll be all right.”
I kept my balance by holding onto the counter as I made my way over to a stall taking tissue paper from my purse. When I was on a toilet seat, I saw he was cleaning his cock with help of tissue paper and pulling zipper of his pant. He lifted my panty from the floor. We were watching each other as I did not close the door. I have flushed out pee.
 
When I stepped out of the stall, he was standing by the door watching me and handed over my panty to me. I put the panty on the place and I washed and dried my hands then arranged my clothes before he unlocked the door. I grabbed my purse and we walked out together.
 
No one was there outside to look in our direction as we made our way back to the table in restaurant. No one, neither the hotel staff nor the other persons taking lunch there could notice that what we did there in a changing room of swimming pool. It was very exciting.
 
 We left from there together after he paid the bills, we came out. I told my hubby that I need to buy some pairs of panties from market.  
Soon we reached the main market and in front of the biggest shop of the city he stopped the car there. We both entered the shop and reached on the counter, I asked the guy on the counter to show me some nice pair of panties and he shown me many. I selected one of them asking the boy for the changing room and moved from there to try on telling my hubby to wait for me there only.
 
He said "OK" and I ran towards the changing room, I entered the changing room and tried to wear the panty, and found that it is little shorter then my size. I stayed there for some time. Meantime, I received call of my hubby on my cell asking "Why am taking so much time"? I told him my problem and he said he is coming to help me. He told the boy on the counter about my problem. The counter boy handed over him some pairs of panties little bigger than what I took with me in trial room. He came fast and knocked the door asking me to open. I opened the door and he entered in by closing the door behind him. There he saw me standing and the panty which I had to try was just up to my thighs, it had not gone up the skirt at all. I told him that the only panty I liked didn't fits on me as I haven't told my size to the boy, he said that I should remove this panty and try other panties which he brought along with him. 
 
As I removed the panty, he hugged me from behind, he started kissing my on my neck and put his hands on my chest and pressed my boobs very hard, I moaned loud by that act of him.
 
He started moving his hands on my nude thighs and was kissing me from behind; I was also loosing the control now. I correctly understood that there will be another game between us within short time. This was today's second innings within an hour. We had to do it within no time as anyone can knock the door any time.
 
He told me to bend down in front; I took hold of the rod on the wall in front of me and bend like a bitch facing my ass towards him. He opened his zip, took out his cock and put it on the crack of my ass saying "going to fuck your ass hole darling".  
I kept silent as I love to get fucked in my ass by my husband but this time it was without cleaning it and without condom. This time he was going to do that first time with me in a changing room of a shop that excited me more.
 
He pushed his cock inside my ass hole and it was very painful as the head of his cock had nearly tear off my ass crack and entered his cock in to my ass hole. Although, he used his Sylvia as lubricant but still it was big for my small ass hole. Now he entered half of his dick inside my ass hole and started giving soft pumps from behind looking to the pain I was feeling.
 
I was now able to enjoy his fuck in to my ass and soon he was fucking my ass hole with the full length of his eight inches cock very hard. He was giving me hard jerks in my ass hole and at the same time, he was rubbing my clit too to give me equal pleasure for orgasm.  
I reached my orgasm well before he finished his fucking in my ass. After fucking me for longer than the normal time in the same position, he reached up to his climax and fired his hot load down in my ass hole.
 
He released me and I wore my panty very fast after cleaning his cum coming out of my ass hole. He also got adjusted with his cloths, and we selected a pair of panties of little bigger size brought by my husband.  

I opened the door of the trial room and we both came out taking the panty in my hand which I had gone to try. I reached the counter and told the boy to prepare bill for the selected pairs of the panties. The counter boy was looking at us like wanted to know that why it took so longer to try and select panties in trial room. We do not know whether he was having any idea about our act in the changing room or not. However, we left the shop by paying for the panties of our choice.
 
He dropped me down at our building and left for his office. It was a nice and exciting outdoor fuck which both of us enjoyed as change.

SUMO LUST


It was spring. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the flowers were blooming and the dogs were crapping in the bushes. I was sitting on a park bench with my Fantastic Four graphic novel. I really liked Wieringo’s artwork. I guess
some people thought I was a bit old for comics. I had been to college for a few years, until I blew out my knee playing offensive line.


I guess you figured out by now that I am a big guy. At six foot five and probably somewhere around 350, I catch a few second looks. But at twenty-six years old and I was still a virgin. That was about to change, big time.

Living in New York you get used to people screaming in all kinds of languages. At first I didn't even look up from my book. When I heard the running footsteps I turned in their direction. A skinny little guy was running toward my bench.
Right on his heels was a large young oriental woman. The guy was carrying a purse. He didn't look like the purse carrying kind. I jumped off the bench and hit him with a pancake block. He dropped like wet cement. Then he glared up at
me and reached inside his baggy pants. The gun had almost cleared his waistband when the big girl landed full force on top of him. All the air rushed out of his lungs. She was pounding his head into the grass when the cops showed up to take
him away.

The girl introduced herself as Hisa and told me I had been a very brave man. Now that things had calmed down, I  finally had a chance to see how pretty she was. She didnâ't look much older than twenty. She had beautiful almond shaped eyes,
her long, silky black hair was tied back in a ponytail. Her sweat suit revealed a nice round set of tits and a friendly looking rump. When she kissed me on the cheek I noticed that she smelled like spice and flowers. I tried to start a
conversation, knowing that I was going to sound stupid, as I always did around women I was attracted to.

'You run pretty fast.'
'Thank you,' she said with lowered eyes, 'Training is very important.'

I looked at her large body and knew, for sure, that she wasn't training for a road race.

'Training?' I asked with my usual eloquence.

'I am here from Japan for shin-zumo tournament. So sorry, female sumo wrestling is shin-zumo.'

I didn't even know women did sumo wrestling, much less that they had international tournaments. I was trying to figure out something to say when Hisa picked up my fallen Fantastic Four collection and handed it back to me.'You like the comic art, I see,' she said with a light accent.

I started to explain but she cut me off with her own praise of Wieringo's work. We started talking about different comic artists from Jack Kirby to Tamaki Shin. The girl really knew her stuff. My words were flowing freely, it wasn't like
talking to any other woman I had ever met.

'I have brought much new manga material with me,' she said. 'I Would you like to see it?'

I responded enthusiastically and before I knew it we were sitting on the bed in her hotel room. She brought out about two-dozen magazines and sat down next to me as I flipped through the pages. They were all in Japanese so I couldn't read the text but some of the artwork was amazing. Some of it was also pretty erotic. The combination of the sexual images and the feel of Hisa's fragrant body warmth right next to me on the bed were definitely stirring up my groin. I was trying
to hide my erection under the magazine I was perusing. She must have noticed it anyway because her fingers slid under the magazine and gently rested on my crotch. I looked up into her pretty brown eyes. She smiled as she leaned forward
to kiss me. Her hand began rubbing my hard-on, the magazine fell to the floor.She unzipped my fly and pulled out my hard cock.

'You have a delightfully big penis. I have never seen one so big before,' she whispered seductively. When her soft lips wrapped around the shaft and it slid into her warm mouth I heard myself groan with pleasure. My hands slipped under sweatshirt to caress her smooth skin. Her back was incredibly muscular yet her warm skin was the softer than anything I had ever felt in my life. My balls were on fire from her fantastic cock
sucking. I really wanted to fuck her but was afraid that, if she continued sucking my cock with such enthusiasm, I was going
to cum before I got the chance.

'Hisa,' I confessed, 'I have never done this sort of thing before.
She looked up and smiled. Then she began undressing me.
'Don't worry, Ben,' she whispered, 'Hisa will take good care of you.'
Having stripped me naked, she eased me down on to my back and straddled me as she stripped. I had always thought oriental girls had little tiny boobies but Hisa's were deliciously round with little tiny dark brown circles around her
erect nipples. As big as she was, she wasn't really fat. Her slightly rounded belly looked tight. A bushy patch of black pubic hair began just a few inches down from her navel. I could see that her cunt lips were large and slightly
parted.

Her beautiful breasts dangled in front of me as leaned down and softly ran her tender lips across mine. She reached down to grab my stiff dick, her soft hand sliding up and down the shaft a few times before she enveloped me in her wondrous wet warmth. Sitting up, she rocked slowly on my cock with her eyes closed. Her light moan mingled with mine. She was biting her thin lower lip. My hands reached back to grab her silky-smooth, firm round ass. I held on for dear life as she increased her fucking motions, rising up until just the head of my
cock was inside her and then sliding back down until I was buried deep inside her sweet, hot Japanese pussy. Each time she pushed down she groaned with pleasure and squirmed a bit. Her cunt muscles seemed to pull at my cock as she
held it in buried all the way and then rose again in a delicious sliding motion. We went at it like this, slowly building the sensations inside each other, for a few minutes. Her breathing was becoming a bit harsher, my heart was pounding, and even at this slow pace I wasn't sure how long I was going to be able to hold on before cumming.

She leaned back down and gave me a deep kiss. Her mouth tasted sweet as our tongues tangled.

'Stay with me, Ben,' she panted, as time for this white boy to cum inside a real woman.

She braced herself with her arms on either side of my head and, once again, began sliding up and down on my dick but now her strokes were shorter and faster. I started fucking back at her thrusting pussy, still holding on to her full buttocks. Her breasts were swinging in my face. My mouth caught a nipple and I began to suck, causing her to moan loudly and increase the pace of her fucking. By now I was thrusting back just as hard and fast. We were caught up in a fucking frenzy, our big bodies slapping together. I could feel a massive load
of cum churning in my balls and knew that I was moments away from a powerful orgasm.
'I am gonna cum!' I warned her.
'Fuck me with your big, white cock,' she groaned, 'give me your giant load of cum..fuck me...give it to me all your hot cum inside me!'

That's about all it took. My body and brain exploded, my cock jerked and spurted deep inside that hot, pulsating, pumping pussy. She reached a hand over and began frantically rubbing her clit. I was just about on my final, spastic spurt when I felt her cunt tighten around me and heard her incoherent cries of
ecstasy.

Her sweet, sweat slicked body collapsed on mine. I was finally a man. I had given up my virginity for a taste of sumo lust.

ANGELA



It was a dumb idea. A friend told me about it and I guess I thought it might be good for a few laughs. And maybe I would meet somebody nice. It was a speed dating service that matched rich guys and hot girls. Silly, I know. Since I hadn't met anyone nice in a while I thought I would try it. I knew that I was going to meet a lot of jerks but I thought there might be a chance of meeting someone nice who could squire me around town and spoil me for a change. My last boyfriend was always broke (a starving artist type) and wound up owing me a lot of money that he still hasn't paid back.

So I called the place. It was located in midtown, not far from where I worked, so went in for an "interview." It was obvious from the stares I received as I walked through the door that I was going to have no problem. I'm 5'9', 120 pounds, with long shoulder-length brown hair. I'm in terrific shape. To put myself through law school I was a personal trainer, which allowed me to meet a lot of interesting people, some of whom became friends and one my lover. But I was now 29 and alone in the city and lonely, which most people couldn't understand. So I thought I would try something a little different. Boy, was I naïve!

The event was held in a very swank hotel downtown. The women were very beautiful, but some of them seemed desperate. They wanted to meet a man who would spoil them. A lot of the men were my height or shorter, which was a big turn-off. Wearing the highest heels in my closet was probably a mistake. And I had spent most of the day at the beauty salon, so I was feeling a little out of it. I wanted to go home the minute I got there, but I knew that I needed to just do this thing, just go through the motions and then I could say that I gave it a try at least. And I was wearing a very expensive cocktail dress. I couldn't let it go to waste. I guess I was still optimistic enough to think that I might meet someone nice, but as the evening wore on it was obvious that this wasn't the case. Even the nice ones were pretty lame, even the good-looking ones. They liked to talk about themselves and rarely asked me any questions other that the obvious ones. They seemed put off when I told them that I was a lawyer.

As I went around the room, I noticed this beautiful woman staring at me. She had big brown eyes and a gorgeous smile. I stared back and she turned away. Later in the evening we sat at adjoining tables and watched as she put this really obnoxious guy in his place. I laughed and smiled at her, she smiled back. I wanted to introduce myself, but then we had to switch tables and I lost track of her. At the end of the night I was exhausted. My purse was full of business cards that I was going to put in my recycling bin in my apartment. The service handling the event thanked me and asked me to fill out a questionnaire, but I was too exhausted to fill it out and left. And that's how I met her. She was already outside trying to hail a cab. I looked over at her and smiled and she smiled back. She stepped back and turned away from the street and approached me. She was tall, maybe an inch taller than me, with long black hair and a gorgeous tan. Her heels were even higher than mine and she was wearing a raincoat over her little black dress, which was smart, since it was a little chilly out. I was freezing. She offered me her hand. "Angela," she said.

"Alex."

She smiled. "I wanted to meet you in there, but you disappeared on me."

"I know."

"Did you fill out that silly questionnaire?"

"No, did you?"

"Nope, what's the point?"

"A bunch of jerks."

"I know."

We stood in front of the hotel for a moment looking at each other and then I turned away. I think I was blushing. "It's still early," she said. "Want to get a drink?"

"Sure."

"I know a good place, it's only a few blocks. Do you mind walking?"

"In these heels?

She laughed. "Tell me about it."

We took a short cab ride across town to a bar near her apartment, which was only a few blocks away from mine. Inside, we took a booth in a corner and ordered drinks. Angela got up to use the bathroom and on her way back a couple of guys at the bar stopped her. She talked with them for only a few seconds and then returned to our table.

"What did they want?" I asked.

"To buy us drinks, I said no thanks."

"They seemed really persistent. They're staring at us right now."

"They won't bother us again. I told them that we were on a date."

I blushed. "You did?"

"No."

She looked over at the bar. One of the guys waved.

"What did you say?"

"That we were lovers."

"Angela!"

She smiled mischievously.

"I'm kidding."

I blushed again and she tapped me on the knee. "Sorry," she said. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

I took another sip from my drink and looked over at the guys. "They're nicer than the guys at the hotel," I said.

"I guess."

"Did you get any phone numbers."

"A handful. I tried to let them down easy. And you?"

"A bunch. I was too nice."

"Nothing wrong with being nice. Are you going to call any of them?"

"I doubt it."

"I already threw mine away."

"So how old are you anyway, twenty-seven?

"Twenty-nine."

"I'm thirty."

We got another drink and Angela let me vent about my relationships. She was a good listener. "So I guess the night was a waste of time?" She asked.

"Well, it wasn't a total waste. I met you."

She smiled. "And I met you."

She squeezed my arm. It felt like there was a weird energy between us, as if we'd been friends for years. I liked her. We clicked glasses and told each other about ourselves. She worked in a gallery nearby, having come to the city a couple of years ago hoping to make it as an actress. She said that she'd heard about the speed dating thing from an actress friend, but couldn't believe that her friend thought that it might be something she would enjoy. I told her about myself. She couldn't believe that someone as nice as me could be a lawyer and I assured her that I was a lot tougher than I looked. We ordered another round of drinks and talked some more. I felt so comfortable around her and was sorry when it came time for us to go. I walked her back to her building, she claimed that she had an early appointment, which was fine, since I had promised myself that I would get up early to go to the gym. We exchanged numbers and hugged goodbye. She kissed me on the cheek, which I didn't expect. She sensed my surprise and stepped back. "Alex," she said. "I have a confession to make.

"What's that.?"

"I didn't go to that speed dating thing to meet guys."

"Oh." My heart was pounding as I looked at her. She seemed nervous as well. I smiled and she took my hand.

"I went to meet women. I'm a lesbian."

I blushed and gripped her hand. "I see."

"In a roundabout way, of course. I thought I might meet someone. I just wanted to be totally honest with you."

I swallowed hard and stared at her. Her beautiful brown eyes got bigger.

"I'm glad."

"Does that make you uncomfortable?"

"I don't know."

We stood there for a moment longer and for a second I thought we might kiss, but then she let go of my hand. "I'm sorry," she said. "Am I out of line?"

"No."

She took my hand again and pulled me toward her. She looked around to see if anyone was on the street watching us and then kissed me full on the lips. I kissed her back and then she opened her mouth wide and our tongues met for just a moment. Then she stepped back and smiled. I was dizzy. Her voice got softer, more affectionate.

"Was that okay."

I gripped her hand. "Yes."

She let go and turned to her door. "Call me," she said.

"I will."

"You'd better."

The door closed behind her and as she walked through the lobby she turned back and waved. I waved back and then leaned on the doorway and took a deep breath.

Later, in bed, I marveled at the confidence of this girl. My feelings scared me. I felt drawn to her in a way that I've never experienced with anyone, male of female, especially female. I did want to see her again, but I was nervous. Was I a lesbian too? Her kiss felt wonderful. The thought of us in bed together made me so hot and my pussy so wet that I was able to give myself an orgasm just my rubbing my clit for a only a few seconds.

The following week was a blur. We spoke on the phone a few times and tried to make a date but we were both so busy. Then on a chance encounter, I ran into her outside my gym. She was walking with a stunning blonde woman who I recognized from a soap opera. They'd been to a gallery opening nearby. Angela introduced us and we shook hands. She smiled and then looked over at Angela and they seemed to have a moment. Then she left, leaving Angela and I alone on the street. It felt awkward, but then Angela gave me a hug and I was under her spell once again. She looked so hot, wearing a short brown skirt and matching thigh-high stockings, with a white sweater and brown leather jacket.

"Do you want to go get a drink or something?" I asked.

Angela looked at her watch. "Sure," she said.

Inside the bar, a much less fancy place, we were able to sit in the back without anyone bothering us. I was still a little blown away by her friend.

"How do you know her?" I asked.

"An old friend," she said. "We took classes together back when I thought I was going to be an actress."

"Oh."

"It's over now," she said. "But we're still friends."

"So you were in a relationship?"

"A couple of years. It's a secret though, so shhh." She put her finger on my lips. I laughed.

"I'm a little freaked out," I said.

"About what."

"She's so gorgeous."

"So are you."

I blushed and took her hand. "Thanks."

"It's been a while, almost a year. So don't think that you're the rebound girl."

"I didn't know that we were even going to have a relationship."

"Do you want one?"

"Yes."

"You haven't been with a woman before."

"No."

"That make me nervous."

"I know."

She looked over at the empty bar and waited until the bartender turned away from us and kissed me.

"I couldn't wait to do that again."

"When are we going to see each other?"

"Saturday night?"

"I don't know if I can wait that long."

"I have a couple of hours. Is your apartment close?"

"Right around the block."

We kissed again. "Let's go."

"Sure."

We slowly walked out of the bar and on to the street. I was so nervous that I could barely get the key in the main door of my building. Once inside, we kicked off our shoes, held hands and I proceeded to give her a grand tour of my one bedroom/small living room/tiny kitchen apartment. She complimented me on my decoration of the place. Then I poured us some white wine and we sat on the couch and talked. I guess my nervousness began to show when I began to talk endlessly about work. She took my hand and locked her fingers with mine. "Feels nice," I said.

"Yes."

"I haven't done this before."

"What?"

"You know."

"I know."

She leaned in and kissed me.

"We'll go slow."

"Okay."

She put her hands through my hair and then drew me closer. We kissed again and then she opened her mouth wide and glided her tongue across my teeth. I met her tongue with mine and fell back on the couch.

"Still nervous?" She asked.

"Yes," I whispered.

"We don't have to do everything. There's no rush. I turned off my phone."

"I thought you had to get back to the gallery?"

"Don't worry about the gallery."

She unbuttoned my blouse and then pulled it off. I pulled off her sweater and we embraced. She pinched my rock hard nipples and then kissed and sucked them through the material of my bra. I moaned. "They're beautiful," she said.

I unhooked my bra and threw it on the floor. Angela did the same. Then she unzipped my skirt and pulled it off.

"Wouldn't want to rip this nice business skirt," She said.

"No."

She stood up and I unbuttoned her skirt and she kicked it off. We were both in our stockings now, which felt exciting. She pulled me up and we began making out again, only this time it was more passionate.. She grabbed my butt cheeks and pulled me closer, our tongues deep inside each other's mouths. Angela lifted one leg and put it around me as I held her up. "You have such a beautiful body," she whispered, squeezing me.

"So do you," I said.

"I can't wait to kiss every inch of you."

I kissed and licked her neck and she put her hands in my hair and pulled me up to meet her mouth. We fell on the couch again and I moved on top of her. Her skin was so soft and felt so good rubbing against mine. I felt so strong with her, like I could carry her into my bedroom and throw her down and ravish her. Our breasts pressed together and the feeling was so incredible. She moved her head down and began to suck on my breasts, tonguing and nibbling on my nipples and then taking them into her mouth putting her hand between my legs. I thought I was going to cum right then. I was close. I moaned.

"You like?" She whispered.

"Yes, yes."

"Let's go to the bedroom."

I got off the couch and pulled her up and marveled at how light and flexible she was. She seemed built for sex and whatever reservations I'd had about being with a woman had disappeared. I wanted her so badly now. I led her into the bedroom and we fell on the bed. She put her hand down my pantyhose and pulled them off and then took my foot and held it up, kissing it and then sucking my toes. "I have a thing for feet," she said. "Do you mind."

"No," I said. "but I want to kiss you."

She smiled and let go of my foot. Then she sat on the side of the bed and rolled down her stockings and threw them on the floor. I grabbed for her and she got on top of me grinding her pussy into mine, pinning my arms down with her hands lowering herself so her lips met mine. We kissed again and again, then she let go of my hands and we rolled around the bed, exploring and caressing each other becoming even more passionate as we kissed and licked every part of each other's bodies. I was insatiable. I felt so close to cumming just from touching her. She got on top of me once more and glided her tongue down my chest and stomach, finally kissing my pussy, which was so wet and hot and ready for her. "Can I lick your pussy," she whispered.

"Please," I whispered back.

She smiled and gently kissed it again. I bucked and moaned under her. She spread my legs wide and kissed and licked it, flattening her tongue and licking and kissing and nibbling on my clit. I couldn't stand it. My legs shook and I wrapped my legs around her. She put one and then two fingers inside me, fucking me with them as I got closer and closer as she licked and sucked as I bucked and twisted. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming," I whispered. She continued to lick and as I came, an orgasm so intense, I thought I was going to pass out. I could the tears begin to flow. Angela came into my arms and kissed me and we held each other. "How are you doing, babe?" she said. I could barely speak. I just wanted to kiss her and look into her big brown eyes.

"Amazing," I said.

We kissed some more and then drifted off into sleep, waking up a few hours later even more around than before. I was still in a daze. I had never imagined that something like this could take place. We began having sex again, laying side by side, kissing and sucking and fingering each other's pussies until we came. It seemed so natural now. We slept again and then finally I went down on her, doing everything she'd done to me and even more, fucking her pussy with my tongue and licking and kissing and nibbling on her clit and watching as she came, her eyes rolling back as she bucked under me, cradling my head with her hands as I made this beautiful woman cum with my mouth. We were lovers.

'Good' and 'Bad' Actress


Melissa's fingers lightly squeezed Janelle's labia, tugging the puffy lips and rolling them between knuckles. Her middle fingertip teased the opening of Janelle's hot vagina, the first knuckle flexing andflicking the entrance, making Janelle twitch and moan.
"I'll stop if you want me to. I'd rather make you cum."
Janelle grinned and nodded her head vigorously. "I don't want to feel guilty for no reason."
"Guilty? Girl, you're just method acting." Melissa is suddenly innocent.
"But, I'm not sure about what I'm doing. Is this okay? I mean, is this right? Does it feel good?"

"You're fucking joking!" Janelle's mouth stayed open, amazed at her own words. Melissa leaned in and kissed her, slipping her tongue into Janelle's waiting mouth, and they kissed as if the world had vanished.
Then Melissa pulled away and said, "Please guide me. I'm a virgin, you know. Aren't you--experienced?" She pouted, and Janelle found herself reacting to the little girl act. Meanwhile, Melissa's hands continued their wondrous work on her body, one squeezing and stroking her tits, the other fingering her wet pussy lips, but not penetrating. Not quite.
"That's so hot. It's like we're in school--" Janelle bit her lip as her body spasmed. Not quite an orgasm--but so fucking close!
"You like virgin girls?" Janelle nodded, so Melissa looked shocked.
Melissa pulled her hands away, and she stuck a finger in her mouth in an innocent, "Who, me?" expression. It was one of the fingers from Janelle's panties, and Melissa started licking the finger. "What's that taste?"

Janelle suddenly gave in and felt dirty. She looked at Melissa sucking her own finger, tasting Janelle's private juices-- So sweet, so innocent, in such a tight little sexy body. "What do you like to do with virgin girls, Jan?"
"I like to make them cum." Suddenly Janelle stood up and pulled Melissa to her feet. "Like this." She slipped her hands into her panties and slipped them off, then she handed them to Melissa. "Keep these." She stepped forward and ran her hands over Melissa's hips, then along the edges of her skintight shorts. "I can feel every contour of your skin."
"Are they too tight?" Again, so innocent.
"Yes. Boys can see everything you have." She lightly touched Melissa's crotch, feeling the warm outline of her lips through the fabric. "Take them off." Janelle stepped back and watched, suddenly too shy to do it herself.
Melissa made a great act of shyness, slipping the shorts down little by little and exposing more and more until Janelle could feel herself dripping down the insides of her thighs. Melissa stood up in only a purple bra.
Janelle had to this, she knew. She stepped forward and hugged Melissa, a friendly hug between sisters. Melissa hugged her back awkwardly, not sure what was happening. Then Janelle slowly pulled away, still hugging but separating their torsos. She kept one hand on Melissa's hip, moving the other onto her stomach and sliding it upward. She cupped Melissa's left breast, warm even through the fabric.
Then Janelle pulled back and started shivering. "I can't do this." Melissa watched her for a minute, then she pulled her over to sit on the bed.
"What do you want?"
Janelle almost wailed. "I don't want to be uptight! I want to be fun! I want guys to like being around me because I can hang out, do things, enjoy sex and stuff--not just sit around being sweet." She looked at Melissa.
"I want to enjoy this right now."

Melissa stood up and pointed at the bed. "Get comfortable. I'm going to show you how good your body can feel."
Janelle nodded and stretched out on the bed. Melissa laid down next to her, touching full-length, and she ran her hand down onto Janelle's light bush.
"May I touch you?"
"Yes."
"Everywhere?"
Janelle thought about it, nodded.
Melissa shoved her hand down into Janelle's crotch, parting her lips in a single move and shoving two fingers into Janelle's slick pussy, deep, her whole hand shoving inward to push deep, deeper, deeper--then out and flicking across Janelle's clitoris, her lips, teasing the entrance.
"You can't just ease into it. Wild isn't something you ease into. It is, or it isn't." She laughed. "It's like being spontaneous. You can't say, 'I'll be spontaneous this weekend,' can you?" Janelle shook her head. "And you can't sky-dive a little at a time. You can't lose your virginity a little. It happens or it doesn't."
"I want it to happen."
"What?"
Janelle smiled, embarrassed but too turned on and relaxed to care.
"What you were just starting to do to me."

Melissa grinned and leaned in to kiss Janelle. Then she rested her head on Janelle's shoulder, facing her breasts, and she dropped her hand back into Janelle's genitals. She pulled her open and entered her with two stiff fingers, twisted them, flicked them in opposite directions. Janelle thrust her hips at Melissa's hand, and her hands grabbed Melissa's and helped
it find a pace. She wanted it hard, it seemed, so Melissa was careful while she slipped a third finger inside and pounded them into Janelle's pussy like a three-sided dick.

Janelle melted, squeezing her pussy around the other woman's fingers, wanting to cry and squeal, instead just gasping for breath and saying,
"Yes!" at odd times.  Her hands moved with Melissa's, and together they fucked her, fingerfucked her in the right way, hard, slamming into her, so good--

Janelle imagined what might happen-- Then it really
happened, as Melissa's fingers struck her G-spot, and her palm vibrated on her clit, and suddenly she cried out and flexed, little crunches that brought her torso and her legs up, and her skin crawled with tingles as she came, and came--
Melissa licked her fingers clean while Janelle caught her breath. Janelle slowly slid three of her own fingers into her pussy, then she looked at Melissa with a burning stare. "How does it feel to do that to another woman's pussy?"
For answer, Melissa laid down and parted her legs slightly. "It's fun.
I mean," she said, switching to her innocent voice. "You tell me. I've never done anything like that."

"Let me catch my breath."

Virgin Ass


As she sat naked in front of her computer on her butt plug, she began typing her next story. The plug had been stretching her hole for over an hour, only three more to go. Sitting on it made her so horny, her clit was throbbing for attention. She wanted so badly to run to her bedroom, masturbate and use her vibrator to get some relief. But, she dare not disappoint him once again. She had displeased him too many times and each time made her feel worse than the previous. This time, she would follow his instructions, write her story, and wait for his call to remove the plug.
He asked her to document their last meeting and submit the story to him. It was difficult enough for her to remember everything that happened at the hotel, never mind, write about it while sitting on a butt plug, craving some form of sexual relief. Any type of relief would do. Oh, how she needed to cum!
Her asshole was twitching from the plug, which caused her pussy to pulsate and her clit to throb. Every time she recalled that second meeting in the hotel, she became more and more wet. How could she possibly write about what happened while in this condition? Besides, she could barely remember it since she was so new to submission and terrified to meet him that second time. It all happened so fast and now it was just one big blur in her head.
He told her what he planned on doing that night to her virgin ass and she was surprised to discover that she loved every minute of it. He began tormenting her immediately after their first meeting, when he humiliated her in the restaurant, stuffed her panties into her mouth and made her walk back to her car in broad daylight.
After that first encounter, she became a wild woman, emailing and flirting with anyone who sent her feedback from her latest Lite rotica story. She even shared parts of their first meeting with another author. When he found out, he wasn't happy and told her that she "cheapened their story." After reading his email about how disappointed he was, she felt horrible about what she had done. He was right and she couldn't believe that her behavior was so irrational.
She didn't do it on purpose. It's just that she was so excited and needed desperately to talk to someone about what he did at the restaurant and how he made her feel. There was no one else to talk to. Being new to submission, she didn't know what was happening to her. She was constantly horny and needed relief, needed to be fucked, needed to cum. She knew she was out of control, but she couldn't seem to stop herself.
He knew it too and that's why he called the next morning to deal with her negative actions. He wasn't happy when he discovered her emails to the other Doms, especially the author. She barely slept as she was up all night crying and thinking about what she had done, trying to figure out why she behaved the way she did. Tears were running down her face as she thought about how she disappointed him. All of a sudden, the phone rang. It was Him.
"I am so sorry for what I've done. Please forgive me." She said.
"I know that you are sorry." He replied.
There was a long uncomfortable pause.
"I promise I will never do it again. I won't respond to any emails. I won't ever share our story with anyone." She said.
"Have you showered yet? He asked.
"No." She replied.
"What are you planning to wear to work today?" He asked.
"A skirt, top, high heels, bra and panties." She responded.
"What kind of panties?" He asked.
"I'm not sure yet." She replied.
"Open your draw and choose a pair." He said.
She opened the drawer, looked at her panties and chose a pretty white thong with a cute white satin bow in the back.
"A white thong." She said.
"Lay on the bed with your panties next to you." He ordered.
She lay on her bed.
"Why is your pussy so wet?" He asked.
She felt her pussy. Oh my god. She thought. How did he know how wet she was when she didn't even know?
"Spread your legs." He commanded
She spread her legs.
"Further." He said
She spread her legs further.
"Put your fingers on your clit and move it around in circles." He ordered.
She began moving her fingers around
There was a long pause. He was listening to her breathing, which was getting deeper and deeper.
"I want you to know that I am not doing this for you. I am doing this because you need to cum right now." He said.
She didn't quite understand what he was saying but she was glad that he was still talking to her after what she had done. It never took her long to cum and she could feel an orgasm coming almost immediately after she started playing with herself.
"You know that you are not in control anymore." He said.
"Yes." She replied
"You know that I am going to take control of you." He said.
"Yes." She responded.
There was another long pause. Her breathing was heavier now. The more she thought about what he said, the more she needed to cum.
"I'm going to cum." She said.
"You must ask for permission first." He replied.
"Please may I cum?" She asked.
Another pause.
"Please may I cum Sir?" She asked again.
"Yes." He said.
She started moaning and screaming and came
"Do it again." He ordered.
Surprised at his command, she began masturbating again.
"Is this what you want Slut?" He asked.
"What do you mean?" She asked as she squirmed on the bed
Another pause
"Do you really want to be controlled?" He asked.
"I think so." She said softly while playing with her clit.
"Do you want to be controlled or not?" He asked again.
"Yes. I do." She replied. Panting now from masturbating and listening to his voice, which always turned her on. Soon, she felt another orgasm coming.
There was another long pause as he listened to her heavy breathing.
"Please may I cum?" She asked
"You have disappointed me." He told her.
"I know. I am so sorry. I won't ever do it again." She said. "Please?"
"You need to know that you are not in control anymore." He said.
"Yes Sir. Pleeeeease may I cum?" She asked.
"Do you understand?" He asked.
"Yes." She said. Trying hard to hold it in.
"Pleeeeease?" She pleaded.
"You may cum." He said.
She screamed and moaned louder than the first. She was panting and wiggling all over the bed. When she was finished, she realized that she was on the other side of the bed. How did she get there without even knowing? She thought.
"Tell me how wet your pussy is." He said.
She reached down and put her finger inside her pussy.
"It's soaking wet." She responded.
"Good. Now take your panties and put them in there." He ordered.
"What did you say?" She asked. She couldn't believe what she heard.
"Put your panties in your cunt." He ordered again.
Shaking, she took her panties and started inserting them in her pussy. Fortunately, she chose a thong, not larger bikini underwear. She couldn't believe that she was doing this.
"How far are they in?" He asked.
"Half way." She said huffing.
"Keep going until they are all they way in." He ordered.
She was trying hard to push them as far as she could into her pussy. It was very difficult.
"I have a small, tight pussy. I've never had kids. I don't think that they will fit." She said.
"They'll fit. Keep going." He said patiently.
She kept pushing them in. There was one piece that just wouldn't go in so she stuck her fingers inside her cunt and shifted the panties further into her hole.
Finally, the last piece was in.
"It's in." She said panting.
"Look down and tell me if you see any part of the panties showing." He said.
She looked down.
"I don't." She responded.
"Good. You don't want to get them wet when you're in the shower." He said.
She gasped.
"From now on, you must earn the right to wear panties." He said.
She gasped again.
"You will go to work with your panties in your cunt," He commanded.
Oh God. She thought. How could she go to work without any underwear? Never mind, wearing them inside her pussy. And, of all the days. As an executive, she had to lead two meetings that morning and she was the only woman attending.
"You will not take them out until I tell you to." He ordered.
"Yes Sir." She replied.
"When you take them out, I want you to put them in a plastic bag, seal it and mail it to my address." He said.
"Yes Sir." She replied.
Guess any potential thoughts of taking them out and deceiving him are out of the question. She thought. He didn't miss a trick.
"I will call you later and give you the address." He said.
"Yes Sir." She replied.
There was a long pause.
"Your welcome." He said.
"Thank you." She responded.
"Have a nice day." He said and hung up.
She didn't quite understand it at the time, but the panties actually made her strangely calm and she was finally able to focus on her work. Her head wasn't spinning like it had been when she met him a few days earlier.
Was this what she really needed? She thought. Was his control improving her concentration and making her calmer? How could this be? How could a pair of panties inside her make such a difference in her demeanor?
When she turned on her computer at work that day, she saw the emails from the other Doms. However, she didn't dare open them or respond. She didn't want to disappoint him once again. Little did she know, she would continue to displease him over the next few months.
He left her a voice mail message while she was in her meetings.
"I wanted to see how your day was going. Hopefully you will have more calm about yourself. Call me"
When she called him back he said, "Are you enjoying your day?"
"I'm unusually calm. I don't understand. Why is that?" She asked.
"You have given up some control. You were out of control and you needed some direction." He responded
"Oh." She responded.
There was a long pause.
"Your welcome." He said.
"Thank you." She replied.
"Is there a sex toy store in your area?" He asked.
"Yes. There's one a few miles away." She replied.
"I want you to go there today and buy two butt plugs for us. One small and one medium." He said.
Oh God! She thought. She had never even seen a butt plug let alone use one. How was she going to use it? Her ass had never been used before and she was very afraid of plugs and anal sex.
"But I don't even know what a butt plug looks like." She said.
"Ask someone." He responded.
"OK." She replied.
On her way home from work, she stopped at the store and bought the butt plugs. As she was walking to the store, the wind blew her skirt up and she quickly grabbed it to hold it down. What if someone saw that she wasn't wearing any panties? She thought. Imagine what the people in the store would think if they knew where her panties were.
She was devastated when she saw what a butt plug looked like and how big they were. For some reason, she thought they'd be much smaller. She started crying on her drive home. The stress of the last few days was getting to her. She hadn't slept a full night since she met him, her panties were in her pussy and she had two butt plugs in her car. How did she end up in this situation? She thought. All of a sudden he called on her cell phone.
"How are you?" He asked.
Sobbing she said "OK."
"You don't sound OK." He said.
"I just bought the butt plugs and I don't know how they will possibly fit in there." She said sobbing.
"What color are they?" He asked.
"Purple." She replied.
"They will fit. You did good today. How much further to your house?" He asked.
"About 5 minutes." She responded.
"I call you when you get home. No more tears. Smile." He said.
"OK." She said softly.
She smiled and calmed down a bit on her way home. When she got home, he called and told her to take the panties out and put them in a bag. When she took them out, she couldn't believe how wet they were. They were soaked. Could she have been that horny all day? How did they stay so wet? She thought to herself.
Her clit was throbbing as she continued to write her story. Every time she shifted in her chair, she could feel the plug in her butt. She put her hand on her clit for one second, then immediately took it off. He wouldn't really know if she masturbated. Would he?
She looked at the clock, only 1.5 hours to go with the butt plug. Hopefully, he would call her right away and give her permission to cum when the time was up. She was so horny! The more she thought about the plug in her ass, the wetter she became and she couldn't stop squirming. Thinking about her walk into work that day with her panties inside her pussy, was driving her crazy. He knew exactly how to torment her and she enjoyed every bit of it.
She got up from the computer and went to the bathroom with the plug still inside her. As she wiped herself, she could see how wet her pussy was. Opening her nightstand drawer, she took out her vibrator, laid it on the bed, and placed her fingers over her pussy once again. Holding the vibrator in her hand, she thought about turning it on and pressing it against her clit. Oh! She was so horny! She needed it so badly. The plug was driving her insane!
He stopped her from masturbating over a month ago. She used to do it three times a day. Now she has to wait for his permission. Doesn't he realize how difficult this is for her? It's truly torturous. Why must he punish her like this? She thought.
After he trained her to use the butt plugs, her cravings became worse. Somehow the plug made her even hornier than ever. Would he really know? How bad could the punishment be if he found out? It can't be worse than this? She thought. He told her she was out of control. But how could he expect her to change overnight? Surely there should be some sort of grace period. After carefully thinking about it, she decided to follow his orders by finishing the story, then, she would play with herself once it was completed.
He told her to bring her toys, butt plugs, and two pairs of her favorite panties with her when she met him at the hotel. She was surprised that he wanted her to bring panties since she wasn't allowed to wear them.
That morning she shaved her pussy just the way he liked it, trimmed on the lips and lower areas, with hair on the triangle. Thinking about what might happen that afternoon, her hands began to shake and she was afraid that she might cut herself shaving.
He told her that he was going to tie her up face down and take her virgin ass, then turn her over, tie her up again, fuck her pussy and then take pictures. Oh God! Not pictures! She thought. She begged him for days not to take the pictures. He said that they would discuss it when she got to the hotel.
There were so many times that week that she had decided not to go through with it because of the pictures. But, each time he called, and she heard his voice, she changed her mind. There was something about him that she was drawn to. She was helpless when he spoke to her. He was so powerful, so domineering. He was different from all the others. He understood her better than she knew herself and could see right through her.
She had a reputation to uphold and didn't feel that she knew him well enough for pictures. Plus, she hated looking at herself in photos. What would he do with them? Why couldn't he wait for another time to take them? She thought. A time when she knew him better and felt more comfortable. Sure, taking pictures was in one of her stories, but she wrote that story for someone else. It wasn't her fantasy, or was it?
Even on the drive over, she had doubts. She was so terrified to meet him again that she could barely speak when he called her in her car to give her instructions.
"Are you as excited as I am about today?" He asked.
There was a pause.
"I, uh, don't know. I'm scared." She said as her lips quivered.
She barely knew him and couldn't believe that she was actually going to meet him in a hotel. Why was she doing this? Why couldn't she resist him? Why did he have this power over her? She thought.
"Scared is good." He replied.
"How far away are you?" He asked.
"About 30 minutes." She replied.
"When you get to the hotel, call me from the parking lot." He said.
"OK." She replied.
Driving down the freeway, she thought about how dangerous it was to meet him this way. Though, there was something about him that she trusted. He was extremely intelligent, smarter than she was, which is exactly what she was looking for and needed. When they talked on the phone, it was uncanny how he could read her mind. She was captivated and fascinated by him.
Her heart started to race as she drove into the hotel parking lot.
"I'm in the parking lot," She said shuddering.
"Park over next to the blue car behind you." He said.
Blue car, what blue car? She thought.
"Where are you?" She asked.
"Watching you. I'll be down to meet you." He replied
Her hands were trembling as she pulled her little green bag with her toys out of the back seat. She was wearing a very pretty, very low cut dress that hung just above her knees, with 3-inch black high heels that had an opening in the front that showed her pink painted toe nails. Her double D breasts were hanging out of the dress. She couldn't believe that she was actually walking into the hotel.
There was a tall, older man standing by the elevator with gray hair and a beard. He licked his lips when she passed by him. Looking her up and down, he smiled like he was going to have her for dinner. She thought that the older man called out to Him as he exited the elevator and walked out to the rear door.
He looked in her direction, but didn't make any eye contact. Did he not see her? Where was he going? Should she have waited in the car? She could feel the older man's eyes on her and she freaked out. He had mentioned that eventually he would share her with others. Was he planning on sharing her with this guy today?
She decided to hide in the restroom and collect herself. Sitting on the toilet with her head in her hands, she started shaking and crying, trying to figure out how she was going to escape.
Oh God! She thought. How was she going to go ahead with this? How could she? Especially if there was another man involved. She could barely handle being with him never mind someone else. What was she going to do? But how could she leave when she came this far? It felt like she had been in there forever. She was so torn in her thoughts. Was he looking for her? Maybe she could slip out the back door without him even knowing.
As soon as she exited the restroom, he was right there. She must have looked like a sight to him. Her face was red from being upset. Her heart was racing and she could barely speak. She couldn't remember what he said in the beginning. All she remembered was being handed a room key. He asked her what kind of wine she wanted and told her to wait for him in the room. Her lips were quivering when she asked him to repeat the room number.
When she went to the elevator, the older man was gone. She breathed as sigh of relief. Maybe her mind was working on overdrive and she was thinking too much. Perhaps the older man was just simply admiring her body.
She just stood there, when she entered the room. Being new to submission, she wasn't sure if she should sit down or not. She noticed a small stool sitting in the center of the room and wondered what his plans were for her and the stool.
He entered the room and handed her a glass of wine.
"Thank you." She said.

She took a few sips of the wine.
"You look very nice today." He said.

"Thank you." She said.

"If there is any time that you want to leave, just say so and I will let you go. Understand?" He said.
"Yes." She replied.
He took the wine out of her hand and placed it on the table then sat on the bed.
"Turn around." He ordered.
She turned around with her ass facing him. He lifted up the back of her dress, exposing her behind. He rubbed her ass and then quickly spread her cheeks and looked right at her hole, checking to see the progress the butt plug made in stretching her.
She put her hand over her eyes in embarrassment.
"Take off your dress." He ordered.
He helped her lift her dress over her head, leaving only her bra and high heels on. He unhooked her bra and took it off.
"Close your eyes and turn around." He ordered.
Oh God! She thought. She was so embarrassed to be naked in front of him. What if he didn't like her body? She turned around and faced him. As he looked at her, she started to tremble.
He walked her over to the corner right by the room entrance.
"Stand in the corner." He ordered.
She was trembling and breathing heavy as she stood there. He handed her the unfinished glass of wine.
"You are not allowed out of the corner until you finish the wine." He said.
She could barely get the glass up to her mouth with her hands shaking so much. Listening intently, she could hear him moving around the room and then come closer.
She winced as he neared her.
"You have 30 seconds to finish that wine. If you don't finish it, you will drink it in the corridor." He said.
She gasped then quickly chugged the half glass of wine.
"I'm finished." She said.
He took the glass from her and told her to close her eyes. Leading her over to the bed, he sat down on the edge and said "Kneel."
She knelt down.
"Open your eyes." He ordered.
She opened her eyes and to her surprised she immediately saw his beautiful erect cock. He was naked and she was extremely attracted to his body. He was tall and trim and his cock was perfect. She wanted so badly to suck it the minute she saw it. He let her do it for a short while.
Just as she was really getting into his cock, he took it away from her and said, "Take your shoes off. I'm going to watch you take a shower."
She scrambled to take her shoes of while kneeling. It took forever to get the first one off.
"Stand up." He said.
He led her into the shower and left her there for a few minutes. She could feel herself calming down a bit as the hot water touched her skin. Still fearful of what might happen, she couldn't believe that she was actually in the hotel with him. When he returned, he opened the curtain and watched her shower, then handed her a towel.
He led her back to the bed.
"Show me your toys." He said.
She bent over, opened her green bag and pulled out a vibrator, dildo, and two butt plugs; one small and one medium sized, and placed them on the bed.
He bent her over the bed, took the medium size butt plug and some gel and inserted it into her ass. She whimpered. She didn't like the medium size plug. It hurt.
"No whining." He said.
He walked her over to the stool and made her sit down on it. She winced in pain as the plug moved further in and shifted in her asshole.
"Close your eyes." He said.
She closed her eyes.
The plug was hurting her as it stretched her asshole. She was shaking, not only from the pain of the butt plug, but also from nerves. She was extremely anxious about what was going to happen.
Listening intently to him moving around the room, it sounded like he was opening the closet door. What was he doing? Where was he? She thought. What was he planning on doing to her next? Whatever it was, would it hurt?
She flinched as he came closer to her. He touched her left nipple and then "Ouch!" She yelled.
He placed something on her nipple that was pinching her really badly.
Then "Ouch!" again she yelled.
He put something on her other nipple.
Tears began running down her face. No one had ever put anything on her ultra sensitive nipples before and she couldn't bear the pain. She no longer felt the butt plug. All she could focus on was her nipples.
She panicked and started breathing heavy and fast. What was on her nipples? She thought. What was he doing to her?
"Breath slower." He said.
She tried to breath slower but it was difficult.
"That hanger looks good on you." He said.
Oh God! He put the pants hanger on my nipples. This is too much! She thought as she continued to cry. Her nipples felt like they were on fire. The pain was unbearable. Please, please take them off! She thought.
She tried really hard to breath slower, but it was impossible. She didn't know how to deal with the pain and breathing heavy seemed to be the only solution.
She wanted to open her eyes, look at him and plead with him to remove the hangar. It drove her crazy that she couldn't see his eyes.
"Do not open your eyes." He said.
The pain was getting worse and the tears kept flowing. I'm so new. She thought. Why did you have to put a hangar on me? Why couldn't you use your hands or start with nipple clamps or something easier to deal with?
Her nipples are so sensitive that she can cum just by having them played with. This hangar was more than she could bear. Fortunately for her, he didn't keep it on very long. As he removed the hanger he said, "This will hurt after I remove it."
"Ouch!" She yelled as they came off her nipples. They were burning again as the blood rushed through them.
She was panting, breathing heavy and still crying as he took her over to the bed.
He removed the butt plug and said. "Lay on the bed face down."
She complied.
He took her left hand and tied her wrists to the bed with rope, then her right. She could feel him pulling it tighter and tighter. No one had ever tied her this tight to the bed before.
He took her left leg and spread it as far as it could go and tied her ankle to the bed. Then he tied the right. She was completely helpless and bound tightly to the bed
"You are no longer in control and I can do whatever I want to you, slut." He said.
She gasped and started wiggling and breathing heavier.
He began feeling her ass and thighs and climbed on top of her.
She was so nervous, and knew he was about to mount her from the rear and take her virgin ass. He told her he would. She was quivering and clenched her fists and closed her eyes really tight, getting ready for whatever pain she might feel. Never had anyone been in her ass before. She knew she was about to lose her anal virginity.
She screamed in fear as his cock slowly inched into her hole. Her hands clutched onto the ropes but she knew she could not escape the inevitable. He was in control and fucking her asshole and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
Much to her surprise, as it moved inside her, it didn't hurt at all. It actually felt good, really good. He started pushing it in further and she could feel him filling her up, deeper and deeper with his cock.
As he moved in an out of her butt, she began moaning and could feel her pussy pulsating from his movements. He pumped her faster and faster, and she moaned and screamed louder and louder.
"Do not scream or make any noise." He said.
"Ooohhhh! I'm sorry. I can't help it. It feels so good." She replied.
"No noise." He said as he pumped her harder and harder.
She was a screamer and it was so difficult for her to keep quiet while having sex. She couldn't believe how much better his cock felt as opposed to the butt plugs. She could feel it surrounding the walls of her asshole and pushing against her pussy.
Her whole body was shaking as he moved in and out, faster and faster. She was helpless to stop him from fucking her ass as long as he wanted to. He was in charge.
She could feel his dick pulsating in her asshole
"Oh!" She moaned.
"Quite." He said as he slowed down his movements.
Suddenly, he got up and she could here him shuffling around
She heard a click from a camera.
Oh God! Not pictures! She thought as she hid her face in the pillow.
"Please don't. Please don't take any pictures." She pleaded.
Click. Another one.
"I want to capture your ass after it's been fucked for the first time." He said.
"Oh God. Pleeeeease?" She pleaded.
Click. Another one.
She was whimpering into the pillow when he went off into the bathroom to wash himself. At least he didn't get her face. She thought.
When he came back. He untied her and turned her over. He began strapping her up again. First, her arms, and then her legs. She was spread eagle on the bed and tied tighter than ever before.
When he started playing with her breasts, she began moaning and wiggling on the bed.
"I barely touched you." He said
"I'm very sensitive." She replied.
He turned around facing her feet and placed his butt hole in her face. She liked his firm round ass. She starting licking his asshole, figuring that's what he wanted.
To her surprise she really enjoyed doing this to him. She wasn't sure exactly how she was supposed to do it. No one had ever asked her to do this before. She moved her tongue around his asshole and began licking it. She tried to curl her tongue up and stick it inside him a little. She had read about women doing this. He had a nice asshole and she thoroughly enjoyed pleasing him.
He got up and she heard the click of the camera again.
"No please don't!" She said as she tried to hide her head in the pillow. She realized that no matter what she did, no matter how hard she tried to move her neck, he could still see her face in the camera. Her bindings wouldn't allow her to hide.
Pictures were a breaking point for her and she told herself, if he took them, she would leave.
The camera clicked again and she started to cry.
"I want to go! I have to go! Please!" She said.
He immediately jumped on the bed, untied her left hand and said.
"Do you really want to go?"
Sobbing, she said "No. But, I have to if you take any more pictures."
"I don't know you well enough." She said with tears in her eyes.
"Do you really want to go?" He asked again.
"No. I don't but I can't stay if you take pictures." She replied.

"There is no film in the camera." He said.
"There isn't? Really?" She asked sobbing.
"No." He said.
"Thank you. I really don't want to leave. I really don't." She said sniffling.
"Are you sure?" He asked.
She shook her head and, whimpering said, "Yes. I'm sure."
She really, truly didn't want to leave him and he knew that. He tied her arm back to the bed and got on top of her. She wanted so badly to feel his dick inside her. Her pussy was soaking wet from the butt fucking.
"Close your eyes." He ordered.
He mounted her and slipped his cock inside her pussy. As soon as he started pumping her cunt, she began screaming again.
"No noise." He said
"I'm trying. But I can't help it." She said.
His dick moved deeper and deeper into her pussy and she began pulsating. She wanted to cum immediately after he put it in.
As he was fucking her he said "How does if feel to know that I have total control of your body."
"Good." She said gasping for air.
He was fucking her harder and harder and her body was shaking. She was trying as hard as she could not to scream.
"I can do whatever I want to you." He said.
Oh God! He was driving her insane. She was going to burst. She couldn't move her arms or her legs. She wanted so badly to be able to move her hips and fuck him back but he had her pinned down.
His dick felt so good and she was trying so hard to stop herself from cumming until he gave permission. He was driving her nuts both mentally and physically.
"I will take you whenever I want." He said as he fucked her.
He began pounding her harder and harder, faster and faster. She was lost in another world, sweating, panting, wanting and waiting for his cum in her pussy.
She was trying hard not to scream, not to cum but was having great difficulties. Occasionally, while he fucked her, she grunted instead. She couldn't stop herself from making noise.
"I own you." He said
Oh! The more he talked the more he drove her insane! As he continued to fuck her, she wanted so badly to look at him to see the fire in his eyes. But, she wasn't allowed. As she started to open her eyes, he said.
"Keep your eyes closed."
"I'm sorry." She replied huffing.
He continued to fuck her, jamming his big cock deep inside her pussy
Oh God! She thought. How much more can I take? I can't hold it in any longer. Pounding her hard with his dick, she could feel her pussy pulsating. He knew she was about to blow.
Finally, he said, "You may cum."
And with that, she started moaning and shaking and she could feel his cum shooting inside her, filling her pussy up with his juices.
When he was finished, she lay there panting on the bed. After he untied her they laid there for a few minutes. He gave her a hug and then said, "It's time for a shower."
He walked her to the bathroom and she entered the shower. A few minutes later he joined her. She thoroughly enjoyed washing his tall, handsome body and scrubbing his round ass and long legs. As she was soaping his chest, he said, "You did good today." She responded by saying, "thank you." Knowing that their time was almost over, she became very sad. She didn't want the shower to come to an end.
Before she left, they sat on the edge of the bed together. He took out his camera and tried to show her the pictures. She didn't want to look at them. At a quick glance, she did notice that there were only a few picture of her; when she was tied up, face down. None of them were face up...just as he said. Then, he took the disk out of his camera and handed it to her and said. "Here. You may keep the pictures."
"Thank you." She said.
"Your welcome." He Responded.
She finished the story a half an hour before he was supposed to call. Laying on her bed, waiting for him, she picked up the vibrator, turned it on and placed it near her clit. Oh, how she needed to cum! She couldn't wait any longer. She did everything he told her to do that day. Writing the story made her so wet, she craved some relief. Why couldn't she masturbate? Why? She thought.
Exhausted from lack of sleep, she turned the vibrator off, sighed, and said softly "Please call. Please call and give me permission to masturbate. Please?" Tired, she fell asleep with her butt plug still inside her and the vibrator in her hand next to her on the pillow, waiting for his consent to cum.