A Night To Remember

I knew it was going to be a good night tonight. As I was getting ready, I grinned evilly while I contemplated what I was going to do tonight. I was wearing my Italian leather shoes; a pair of black trousers that would help me to remain unnoticed in the crowds and a loose fitting light coloured flannel shirt. And of course, as always my lucky pounamu, a Maori good luck stone. Somehow, I always know this helps guide my way.
I leave in the taxi waiting outside, the hot night air upon me. As I sit in a pleasurable silence, lost again to my world of contemplation, I imagine the night that lies ahead. Finally arriving at my destination, the sounds of the night already fill the air and a warm scent of candles light my way as I pay the driver and walk confidently towards the club. I reach the doors. I’m patted down by the bouncer, looking for any excuse to deny my entry, but, finding none, I flash my best smile and walk confidently past him. I pay my money and wonder into the depths of the club. The music beating hard and loud, the place is already filling up nicely. Good, I didn’t arrive too early. And then I see her. Just a fleeting glimpse, as she stands at the bar in the corner near the far wall. I order from the bar nearest me, as I watch her from afar . . . Her beautiful legs encased in sleek knee length leather high heeled boots look just stunning to me. My gaze being drawn up her legs to meet her plaid skirt, far too short for decency. I bet she knows it and I bet she loves the attention. My view is interrupted momentarily as someone goes over to hit on her and I see her shake her head. He wonders away, embarrassed. My view, again unobstructed, I’m careful to remain out of her line of sight. My gaze travels up over her perfect form resting again on her perfect breasts, accentuated only by the beauty of the top she’s wearing. As she turns toward the bar to order another drink, I can’t help but steal glances at her perfect bum and I see she can’t be wearing a bra as her top is backless. Good. That should make things easier I think to myself, determined that she will be mine before the night has ended.
I cautiously walk over to her, her dark hair flowing down around her shoulders; our eyes meet as she turns toward me. I say nothing to her, I just keep walking until I’m inside her personal space. I know she can feel my breath on her, as I can feel hers on me, my eyes boring into her. I don’t say a word as my hand snakes slowly up under her skirt. She isn’t wearing any underwear. She must really need it tonight. I gently rest my hand on her hot pussy and for an instant I see her think about pushing me away until I touch her hot clit. Then she just melts against me, her arms around my waist, concealing where my hand is. My other arm around her back supporting her weight as I lean her gently against the bar. I pay for her drink as though there is nothing out of the ordinary. The bar man gives me a slightly quizzical look but I simply flash my smile at him and wink and I tell him not to worry, I’m an old friend. I don’t think he believes me but, it doesn’t matter. It’s too late. Feeling her grind herself against my hand, I know I have won this first battle with her. She can’t resist my touch but it’s not quite enough. I hear her whispering: “please” in my ear as I collect my change. I grin back at her, my eyes flashing that same evil glint they had before. I look at her and tell her firmly: “Not yet, you won’t cum until I let you, until you beg me,” and with that, I lift her off her chair. My hand snaking inside her top and we walk towards the exit, flicking her nipple stud. She must like it as she presses up against me hard, trying to stifle a moan, but nobody in the crowded club sees.
She blushes lightly as my hand moves lower down, reaching behind her again I rest my fingers underneath her pussy. If anyone would care to look, her bum is exposed. But the club is far to crowded for anyone to notice, even her squirms on me are taken for her having just had a little too much to drink. As we reach the door I move my hand around her waist and kiss her gently, giving the bouncers something to think about. They eye me jealously. Good. I don’t like the way they manhandled me anyway, just because they didn’t want a single man in the club. Well I’m not alone anymore and I give them a bit of a show as we walk outside. I turn her to face them and, standing behind her, I pinch both of her nipples until they are like bullets through her top – I don’t think either of us will be allowed back in but, it was worth it to see the looks on their faces. She asks me in a pleading but irresistible voice: “why?” and I grin at her, simply answering: “Because I can” and then I kiss her again, this time more forcefully.
She melts against me, all her will to resist forgotten. She needs me now, needs to cum more than she’s ever needed anything. I make sure of this before I hail a taxi for us to go back to her place and as we get in, I ask her where she lives. The taxi driver knows it, he says it’s about 10 minutes. I just know she’ll cum for me before we get there. As we sit down in the taxi, she tries to sit with her legs together but I have other ideas. My fingers easily find my way back to her clit, her legs instinctively spread for me and I kiss her deeply . . . Her Story – The journey home I feel his hands snake up my inner thigh and under my skirt as he moves in towards me. His hand parts my legs and finds its way to my panty-less pussy. My eyes close as his mouth melts against mine in the back of the taxi. We kiss slowly, deeply and passionately as his fingers start to tease my hot clit. I instinctively spread my legs wide to give him better access as I kiss him back harder.
I finally pull away from his kiss and open my eyes, my lips still tingling slightly. I see the way he looks and me and at that moment, I know I’m in for a fantastic night. He increases the pace of his fingers on my swollen clit slightly, but not enough. He certainly knows what he’s doing. He grins evilly as I look at him with a deep need now filling my hot pussy. I reach out and my hand slowly finds its way to rest on the rapidly growing bulge in his pants. Oh god, I needed to feel that. I feel like my heart’s skipped a beat.
A small moan escapes my lips as he slowly slides one of his fingers inside my now incredibly wet pussy. One of my hands finds its way up my body and starts kneading my breast, giving him a show as he slowly finger fucks me. I close my eyes again just as he slides yet another finger inside me. I’m in heaven and can feel my body just melting into him, still lightly stroking his now hard cock through his pants.
In my own little world, I feel the cool air as he pulls the material of my top away from my right breast and open my eyes to see him lowering his mouth over my nipple, his fingers still slowly pumping in and out of me. I moan loudly this time. Then something catches my eye. The taxi driver is watching us in the rear-view mirror, only one eye on the road. That pervert! I catch his eye and smile devilishly at him and let out an even louder moan as I feel those magic fingers pump into me again, displaying my swollen clit and wet pussy lips to the taxi driver, putting on a brilliant show for him. This feels so good but the dirty bastard will definatly pay for this when I get him alone!
I close my eyes again as he slips another finger into me, still sucking on my nipple, now flicking my piercing with his tongue. I need him to let me cum now. I can feel it building up in my groin and I want, no, I need release. I lean over and whisper in his ear for him to finger fuck me harder and how much I want him to make me cum. But he just releases my breast from his warm mouth, smiles at me and shakes his head.
Finding the buttons to the front of his pants, I pull them open and slip my hand in and wrap my fingers round his deliciously hard cock, stroking slowly I plead with him again to let me cum. I watch that same evil grin play across his lips as he slowly shakes his head again. He’s wanted this all along, torturing me by keeping me just on the edge of orgasm. He wants me to give in completely, to let the taxi driver know that he might be able to look, but, I’m his prize and nobody else’s. God, it feels great but I need more. So, not bothering to whisper this time, I ask him: “Please! Let me cum. I need to cum for you so bad” and he only responds with one word: “Beg!”
Feeling his thumb continue its slow dance on my clit, I can’t help but moan out loud in frustration as well as pleasure. He’s still slipping his fingers slowly in and out of my soaking wet pussy. I can’t take it any more and I give in to him, “Oh GOD, PLEASE! Let me cum!” He smiles an evil and victorious grin and quickly leans over and kisses me hard on the mouth, His tongue intertwining with mine. His fingers start to pound me faster and his thumb is moving on my throbbing clit. It’s all just too much. Overwhelmed by these sensations I let out a loud orgasmic moan against his mouth just as we pull into my driveway. Feeling it wash over me, as my whole body tenses around the sensations in my hot pussy, I moan loudly for him, my submission to him complete in his mind judging by the smug look on his face as he continues to make me ride the aftershocks as I moan around his kisses.
He pulls his fingers out of my now spasming cunt, juices coating his fingers as he holds them to my mouth for me to hungrily suck. He pays the driver, saying cockily over his shoulder: “I hope you liked the show” and I follow him out of the cab towards my front door. He thinks he’s won, I can feel his hard cock pressing against my ass through his pants as I fumble for the keys. As I turn the lock, I know everything is about to change, this is my domain and I am in control. I knew I’d end up here tonight, and I’m prepared for him!His Story – The ties that bind We finally make it to her place and she pulls me upstairs, almost forcefully now and I feel a change come over her suddenly. I feel my control rapidly slipping away as her confidence builds. She kisses me hard, dragging me all the way up the stairs. I’m pushed down into a chair and she begins slowly, seductively dancing for me. She positions my hands so she can straddle me. Then, as she’s straddling me, I hear a snap as she quickly cuffs me to the chair. She had this planned!
I fear for my predicament as she is now the one grinning evilly. She leans close enough that I can almost taste her as she whispers sexily in my ear: “You’re going to pay for what you did to me.” I shrink back in the chair as best I can, remembering how I teased her, never saying more then a few words, making her beg me to cum in the taxi as the driver watched, pinching her nipples for the bouncers.. Oh God, I’m in trouble! She moves away from me slightly, just out of reach. She hits play on the CD player and starts a very slow, very seductive dance, my cock already hard from the excitement. I’m loosing control at the prospect of this raven haired beauty dancing for my pleasure. No, not for me. To punish me. I test my bonds and can’t quite reach out to grab her breasts to make her mine. She moves closer, so tantalizingly close and my cock is so hard. As she slowly pulls her top over her head, flashing those gorgeous breasts to me she asks me: “do you want these?” as she runs her fingers over them, making them so hard for me, she’s almost panting as she does but she won’t let me touch them.
She wants me to beg, it’s not that easy though. I beckon her closer and foolishly she moves towards me. I whisper in her ear: “Of course I do, you hot little slut” with that, I bite her ear, holding her close, just enough that she can’t move away without it hurting. I let my tongue flick out and quickly move to her neck, she almost falters as she leans in against me. But she’s too quick for me and regains her composure.
She looks down at me, something akin to pity in her eyes, then grins evilly at me; “now who’s the toy?” I’m ashamed to admit it but I’m loving this strength in her, but, I won’t tell her. She continues her dance for me, making sure to stroke herself just how she knows I’ll love. I watch as she leans back on her bed, her fingers gently slipping in and out of her sopping wet pussy. I can see the need on her face but I know my control is broken. If she asks again, I am hers and she can see this change on my face as I watch her stroking herself for me. Slowly sitting up, still fingering herself, she looks at me almost innocently. She draws her fingers out of herself, walking over to me, running her slick fingers over my lips. I eagerly try to suck her juices off her fingers but she quickly pulls away and tells me to ask her for what I want as she slowly seductively makes me watch as she licks all of her fingers clean, as if she’s sucking on a hard cock. So, I do the only thing left to me; I plead with her to let me lick her hot pussy for her, to make her cum for me, to let me fuck her tight little waiting pussy that I know from her juice covered fingers tastes amazing!
Finally she gives up to my pleas and lays at the edge of the bed where I can lean forward in my chair. I go to work on her hot clit, flicking it with my tongue before slowly, tantalizingly, letting my tongue slip inside of her. I can see she loves every second of it as she throws her head back in pleasure, almost screaming as I feel her so close to orgasm. If I make her cum again she will be mine again and she realizes far too soon. As she manages to separate herself from my probing tongue, unwrapping her legs from around my head, I take in every last part of her I can, planting kisses as she pulls away. She looks down at me and smiles; “you almost had me there.” I grin back up a mixture of triumph and failure on my face, knowing I’ve at least made her want me so much that she can’t help herself. She needs to feel me, as she pulls my trousers down and off, my cock springing free. She gazes on it almost reverently. As she positions herself above me, I can feel the heat of her pussy, just a little bit more and she’ll be mine again. I know she won’t be able to resist me. She can see it in my eyes though and grins cheekily at me. She whispers in my ear: “You know, I don’t think you want it enough… by the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging so much you’ll have forgotten what it even feels like to be in control”
I know she is right, as she sinks to her knees before me. Making me watch each and every agonizingly pleasurably second as her tongue swirls around the tip of my cock, before taking me fully into her mouth, sinking down until I feel her nose pressing against me, deep throating me. I feel her throat spasm around me, almost milking me. I can’t help but let out a high moan of pleasure, almost screaming there and then. As she slowly returns to the tip of my cock, teasing me, I can’t help but beg. She was so right, I need her, I need to feel her pussy wrapped around me, encasing me, it’s the only way I can survive this sweet torment she is forcing upon me. I need her, I need to feel her legs around me and I keep telling her so. She drives me so wild until finally, a seeming eternity later, she slowly, so slowly (oh my god, she’s going to pay for this when I get free) she reaches me and kisses me fully on the mouth incredibly passionately, keeping her eyes open this once as she watches me.
Finally she thrusts herself down upon me, all the way. She’s so wet and I'm so hard, unable to stop ourselves. My tongue everywhere at once on her body like a tornado, making her scream her desires, pumping in and out of her. She realizes that she has won this battle and I've given in to her completely even after trying to turn the tables... Knowing this drives her just over the edge. She starts to cum hard for me, my cock buried in her, my bonds chaffing just a little as I try so hard to wrap my arms around her. Then, I too grunt and moan in ecstasy, exploding deep inside her hot wet pussy, flooding her with my cum as she rides me hard finally then slowing down and just riding me gently…
She asks me if anything is wrong, she realizes I'm still as hard as a rock inside of her hot pussy. I simply smile at her and beckon her closer... This time, breaking the chair as I rip my handcuffs free of their binding, regaining control in one sudden movement, I press her back down to the bed... Moaning as I whisper in her ear, she just made me cum that hard and my cock is still hard for her. I’m totally in control of her again now. She realizes how quickly the tables have turned but she can’t help but love this too as she slowly gives in to the pleasure. My cock starts to slide sooo gently inside of her... Her Story – When Bonds are Broken As he slides inside of me so very slowly, making me feel every ridge of his cock, I couldn’t help but let out a sigh of ecstasy. He wanted control over me. He slides his cock into me so slowly, frustratingly slowly, I wanted to grab him and pull him into me as fast and hard as I can but he held me down, pinning my arms above my head with his big strong hands.
When he was finally all the way inside of me, filling me so completely, the weight of his body pressing down upon me with his cock buried deep inside my aching pussy, I couldn’t help but let out a moan of pleasure and longing. He then, so agonizingly slowly pulled all the way out again, making sure I again felt every ridge of his cock as my pussy gripped him tight. Trying so hard to thrust back against him, to pull him back inside of me but failing. His cock only pressing my pussylips, nuzzling my clit.
This time when he slid back into me, I instinctively try to raise my hips to meet his, wanting him inside of me so badly, trying to regain some control but to no avail. This is his time to be in control, his revenge for my teasing. I’m struggling, overcome by lust I want him to fuck me hard and I can’t take it any longer. I know what he wants, and I know what I need, he wants me to beg him to fuck me but I won’t give in, I can’t, I still have some control.
Still pinning my arms above my head with one hand, he uses the other to hold my hips to the bed and continue to slide slowly into me before repeating this again and again, agonizingly methodically slowly. I feel as if my pussy is on fire for him. I need him too fuck me faster than this. I need to cum for him so I do the only thing I know how to do; I beg like the bitch in heat he is making me. “Please, please, please!!! Oh god, let me cum! Please!” I beg of him to let me. I beg him to fuck me faster so I can cum all over his big hard cock. But he wants more and continues with his agonizingly slow assault on my pussy.
I’m so wet that my juices are dripping out of me onto the bed as he continually fucks me agonizingly slowly. I plead for more; “Please let me cum for you!” And still he slides slowly in and out of me. It’s like the sweetest torture. I can’t control myself. I surrender totally to him and scream out for him to fuck me. Finally, he does. He pulls out of me, his cock glistening with my juices and pushes himself forcefully back into me, hard and fast, filling me all the way to the hilt. That’s it for me, My legs start shaking uncontrollably and I’m moaning and screaming so loud as I cum I’m sure someone will hear but I’m beyond caring.
My orgasm is so powerful as it rocks through me, I feel it like a wave as it floods my entire body while he continues to fuck me long and hard. As I come down from my orgasm he releases my hands and allows me to wrap my long legs around his body and help him to pound into me harder. I grab his back and dig my fingernails in as he fucks me. Harder and faster, I’ve never been fucked like this in my life and I love it. Once again I feel a familiar tingling building up inside me and scream out that I’m cumming as I start another fantastic orgasm. He feels the contractions in my pussy squeezing his cock and he can’t take it anymore, finally exploding deep inside of me with a loud moan of release, holding his cock in deep as we cum together. Finally collapsing onto each other, still impaled on his hard cock. Their Story – The end He whispers in her ear, his cock still inside her; “I love you Leigh. God, you have some wonderful fantasies. We have to try that one again sometime.” Kissing him gently she playfully smacks him on the chest “you still owe me though, you bastard. Making such a show of me, you know I can’t help it when you get me all worked up like that. God I love you though. Your fingers feel fantastic!” he grins back at her, “That’s not the only thing.” emphasizing his point by taking her fingers back in his mouth, sucking the remaining taste of her juices off them before kissing her deeply again. “Marc… I want more” she whispers so seductively into his ear, that irresistibly devilish smile creeping back across her flushed face. He winks at her: “Good things cum to she who waits,” as he smiles his knowing smile.

Good Boy Sammuel..BY harrisona

“Excuse me, miss, but my work is nearly finished, so, would you like to join me for a drink or a meal, this evening, as a way of thanking you for all of your help?” Samuel, the computer programmer asked, as I drove him back to his hotel. “Oh, err, no, I’m busy tonight. It’s a bit short notice,” I stammered. “I’m sorry, miss. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. I understand.” He replied. “No, seriously,” I continued, “it is short notice. I have a daughter, and my mum looks after her, so I have to make arrangements, for a night out.” He looked disappointed. “Let me phone home.” I quickly, replied. When I told my mother that I had to go out with a business colleague, that could ‘help my career’, she agreed to ‘baby-sit’, for me. I explained that I would be going straight out from work, and may be a little late. BODY:Samuel had been updating our computer systems, for the last two weeks, and I had been designated to look after him. Partly because that was part of my job, and partly because his hotel, on the other side of town, was near to where I live. He was a fascinating character. He was as black as ebony, with very short, tightly bunched hair. Although he was from South Africa, his accent was much softer, and more refined than any other South Africans that I had heard. If you had only heard his voice on the telephone, you may have thought that he was white and public school educated. He spoke in a type of English that you only hear on ‘period dramas’. His manners were impeccable, and he called all of the women ‘miss’, which amused us. He was a peculiar shape; about six feet tall, and athletically built, but not in an aggressive way, in fact, his body seemed to be ‘fluid’. When he walked, he ‘glided’, and he constantly smiled, flashing the whitest teeth that I had ever seen. Thankfully, that morning, I had chosen to wear a pair of white, linen trousers and a black linen top. In the hotel, we went straight to the bar. I ordered a vodka and tonic, he had a bottle of beer. We chatted while we drank, mostly about me. I’d had a couple of jobs, lived with a boyfriend, got pregnant, had the baby, dumped him and moved back in with my divorced mum. Even in these enlightened times, the sight of a young blonde woman and a black man, can still draw disapproving stares. The ‘tuts’ of a couple of older men, made me sit closer to Samuel, in the bar. As the evening wore on, as we ate a lovely meal, I asked him why and when he had come to England. “It is a very interesting story, but,” he stopped, and considered his next words, “it involves some very private things, that you may not believe, and even be embarrassed to hear.” I was intrigued, and took another gulp of wine. “Try me, I can be very sensitive, and a good listener.” I wasn’t going to miss this for the world. “If anything I say offends you, please, tell me to stop. I will understand.” He told me as we shared a bottle of red wine. Samuel began his tale. “When I was about two or three, my father died, and my mother went to work for an English family on a large farm as a housekeeper. It was a wonderful time. We had a small house to live in, although I had to share a bedroom with my mother. The family had two sons, Simon and Timothy who were both older than I was. During the week they were at boarding school, but came home at weekends, when we would play together. Their mother made them teach me to read and write. During the week I would run errands for the ‘Missus’, but mostly I just seemed to play in the yard or the fields. Then, when I was about 12 years old, something happened that changed my life. I had not felt well for some days, and I did not know what was wrong. I thought that I was going to die. It was a difficult time, as I had grown to look like a man. I was nearly as tall as I am now, but still had the ways of a young boy. I was waking up, in the night with serious pains, and sometimes I thought that I was bleeding to death, but could not see any blood. My mother knew something was wrong, but I could not tell her, about my fears. One morning, she went to the big house and brought the ‘Missus’ to see me. I was terrified. The ‘Missus’ sent my mother to work, and began asking me about my symptoms. I tried to explain, but, I did not know what words to use, so, she made me show her. She pulled the sheets down and gasped. Then she laughed out loud, “What have we here, Samuel?” I shook my head, mortified. “I don’t think that there is too much wrong with you, apart from the fact that you have become a man!” She laughed again, as she took my (he whispered) erect penis in her hands, squeezed it and rubbed it very quickly, until I got that feeling again, and began to ‘bleed’, or so I thought. It felt different, this time as it shot out of the tip, perhaps two feet in the air!” My eyes were bulging, then when I realised that he had been having wet dreams, I began to giggle, until I was nearly helpless, with laughter. “Oh, Samuel!” I grinned, “You must have known what was happening.” “No, you must remember, I was only 12 years old, and my mother was my only family. I was very ignorant.” After ordering a second bottle of wine, he continued: “When I realised that I was not going to die, the ‘Missus’ sat next to me on the bed, still stroking my penis with her soft fingers. “This is a very fine specimen, Samuel” she told me, “It is even bigger than my husbands. It is just a pity that it is on such a young boy.” As I had grown taller, in the previous year, I had noticed some other changes, in my body. Obviously, I had begun to ‘sprout hair’, and, yes, I knew that my, (he whispered the word, again) penis had grown longer. It was nearly touching my knees, so I just wore longer pants. (Shrugging his shoulders, as if it was the most natural thing, in the world). ‘Nearly touching my knees’ - I took a large gulp of wine! Samuel continued,“her stroking was having a strange effect, my penis began to ‘twitch’ and move before my eyes. It became stiff again, very quickly, but this time it did not seem to hurt me. “Good boy, Samuel.” She told me as she changed her position, on the bed, until she was lying next to me, with her face, very close to my (he whispered, again) penis. The ‘Missus’ kept rubbing and stroking my penis, until it was sticking right up in the air, again. All she kept saying was “Good boy, Samuel” as she changed hands. I sat, shaking, like a leaf, while he continued. Both of her hands were now on my penis and, her rubbing became a little bit faster, until she suddenly put the end into her mouth, “No! Missus, No!” I shouted, because I thought that she was going to bite me!” I had tears in my eyes from the laughter, but was also aware that I was constantly adjusting my position on my chair as I was rubbing my thighs together. “It’s all right, don’t be afraid! I’m not going to harm you. Just lie back and relax,” she told me, before she moved, again, and knelt across my chest. She was, now, sucking my penis, like a lollipop. I could not believe what was happening. She could only get the tip and a couple of inches into her mouth, but I am sure was trying to get it all in, as she rubbed it with all of her might. As she did this, her dress had shifted up onto her hips, exposing her (again he whispered) pants to me. There was a peculiar smell, I thought that she may have wet herself, but I soon recognised it, as my mother sometimes had this same smell. The ‘Missus’ was now rocking backwards and forwards while she was sucking on my penis, her private parts were nearly touching my face. I had never known a feeling like it, as her rubbing and sucking became more frantic, and suddenly, I had that feeling again, in my balls, then a wonderful feeling of release, as my penis shot it’s stuff into her mouth. “Good boy, Samuel. Very good boy!” she panted, as she looked over her shoulder, “Pull my knickers to one side,” she told me, as she licked my white stuff from chin. I did as I was told, accidentally touching her private parts, which were very hairy and soaking wet, as I took hold of the material. “Yes!” she groaned “Good boy, Samuel!” Obviously, I had seen my mother naked, but nothing could have prepared me for this. “ Put your tongue out, and lie back,” she commanded me. Still holding onto her knickers, I did as I was told. The Missus eased back, until she was sitting on my face. The smell was still very strong, but it tasted quite nice! (He permitted himself a chuckle at the thought.) She then rubbed herself up and down and all over my face like a lioness marking its territory. She was now telling me to lick the sides and to put my fingers inside. I eased one finger inside. It felt strange; very hot and sticky; I was being very gentle, as I did not want to hurt her. “More! More!” She shouted. I managed to slide a second finger in then a third, as she continued to press and rub against my face. “Oh God, yes! Deeper, deeper,” she was shouting at me. I have to tell you that I was scared, but continued pushing my fingers into her, as my tongue was flicking against her private parts. Eventually my tongue rested on a little stone or pebble, at the front, “Oh God Yes!” she screamed, “That is right, keep doing that!” she kept shouting, as she pressed harder against my face until I could hardly breathe. But I knew I must continue, or the Missus might be displeased with me. All of my hand apart from my thumb was inside her, by now. As I did this, the Missus was pulling at my penis, as if she wanted to rip it out. She was now so excited; she was even using rude language, that I had only heard the ‘field hands’ use. She shouted, “that is right, Samuel, lick me, lick my cunt! I am going to fuck you, so hard, when you are finished licking my cunt! I want this fucking monster right up me, until you fill my belly!” I was shocked, as the Missus was a Sunday- School Preacher! As he told his story, Samuel never took his eyes from mine. “I want your cock!” she shouted as she began sucking it again. Suddenly, she pressed her private parts harder against my face, and began shaking as she let my penis fall from her mouth. Honestly, I thought that I had killed her, or she was having a fit, or something! “Are you all right, Missus?” I called, “Don’t die, Missus!” She then rolled off me, and with a wicked grin, she told me, “I am not going to die, Samuel! In fact, I think that you have just brought me back to life!” Samuel was grinning from ear to ear. “Wow!” I gasped, “Is there anymore?” I asked, a little bit too readily! “Yes, miss. Are you sure that you want me to continue?” Samuel asked for reassurance. “I’m just going to the toilet, won’t be long!” I staggered to the ladies room. When I sat on the toilet, I couldn’t believe what I had just heard, and the effect that it was having on me. My own fanny was swollen and sweaty, just like the woman, in the story, and my nipples were sticking out, like wooden pegs. All I could think of was the ‘thrashing’ that I was going to give myself, with my dildo, when I got home. When I re-joined him, he was now sitting in the lounge. I noticed that Samuel had positioned his seat, so he had his back to the rest of the room. As I picked up my wineglass, he asked if I wanted him to continue. Grinning, I replied, “Yes please.” “The Missus, straightened her clothes and went back to the Big House. My penis did not go soft, for the rest of the day, as I sat around trying to remember every small detail. When my mother arrived back from work, she told me that the Missus had decided that I was now old enough to work in the Big House, as her ‘house-boy’ and I was to report for work, the next morning. When we arrived in the kitchen, my mother made some breakfast, and sent me upstairs with a tray, for the Missus. I knocked on the door, and the Missus called me in. The Missus was naked, and her large white breasts were resting on the bedclothes. I was shaking with fear as I walked towards the bed, with the tray. “Put it on the dresser,” she told me, “then sit beside me. I sat beside her and tried not to look at her wonderful breasts. You must remember that this woman controlled my mothers’ destiny and mine and could banish us without a second thought. “You have not told anyone about what we did yesterday, have you Samuel?” She asked as she sipped her tea. “No, Missus,” I whispered, staring at the wall, as I shook my head. “Look at me Samuel,” she said as she tapped my shoulder. I did, but could not stop looking at her large white breasts. I was afraid that she would be angry with me. “Good boy, Samuel,” she repeated. “You will now work in the house, and live here, too. I will look after you in a way that your mother never could. You will only work for me, and you must never tell anyone, including your mother, about the things that we do. Do you understand?” She laughed, as she took my hand and placed it on one of her breasts. I nodded my agreement. “Does that feel nice?” she asked me. I nodded my head, “because it feels nice for me.” Suddenly she told me to stand up, “Take your clothes off,” she demanded. I took my top off, then slid my pants down. I smiled as I heard her gasp. “Oh my God!” she whispered, “It is as big as I had remembered. The Missus then threw back the bed sheets, revealing her naked body. I felt my penis begin to swell, and stick out again. She then patted the bed, “Come here and kneel next to me.” As I did this, my penis was swinging from side to side, which amused her. When I was beside her she pulled the skin from the end and rubbed the tip across her breasts, “I s that good?” she kept asking, and I kept nodding, as my penis grew harder and harder. Like the day before, she could not wait to put my penis in her mouth. Only this time she was a lot gentler, with me, using her tongue on the tip and the length. I was enjoying this much better. As she sucked me, her hands were stroking my bottom and my stones that were dangling between my legs. I had to hold onto her shoulders, to stop myself falling over, but this also seemed to force more of my penis into her mouth. After a few minutes the Missus stopped, and took my penis from her mouth. Still rubbing it, she asked, “You are not going to come yet, are you?” I did not understand. She laughed, at my ignorance; “Nothing is going to come out, is it?” “No, Missus, no.” I answered. “Good. Now get down to the bottom of the bed,” she told me. As I did, she opened her legs wide apart. The light in her bedroom made her white body look magnificent. I could not take my eyes away from the sight between her legs. Her private parts were bright red and very wet. So wet that I thought that she was peeing on the bed. The Missus was panting again, as she told me to rub my penis against her private parts. It felt wonderful as I stroked myself against her. It nearly slipped in once or twice, which made her moan. “Yes, yes. Slide it in now!” She shouted. I could not stop myself, and my penis got half way in without any effort. “Yes, yes! Fuck me, you little bastard!” she kept shouting, as she grabbed my hair. “Don’t stop, don’t stop! Fuck me, boy. Fuck me!” Her legs were now wrapped around my waist, and my penis was nearly completely inside her. I was shaking, and did not know what to do next. As the Missus was rocking her hips I did the same, which made her scream, out loud. “Faster, faster! Fill me full of black cock!” she shouted. I did as I was told, making her scream even louder. Then she began to shake, like the previous day, which made my penis ‘erupt’ again. “Yes, yes, good boy Samuel” she panted, as she continued to grind her hips against me. I could not move, as she held onto me. We lay like this for a few minutes, until she told me to get off her. I will remember the smile on her face, as long as I live, as I pulled my penis out of her. My liquid and her juices poured out and onto the bed. The Missus then made me lie next to her, so she could hold me. We continued like this for several years, making love at every opportunity. The Missus was a wonderful teacher, showing me all of the ways to make a woman happy. I would always accompany her, when she visited friends, or had holidays, all around the country. I would have my own room, but would sneak into her room, so we could spend the whole night together. I grew to like this very much. “Shit!” I gasped, as I looked at my watch, “have you seen the time?” “It is very late. I am sorry, if I have inconvenienced you.” Samuel whispered. “Shit!” I gasped, as I looked at my watch, “have you seen the time?” “It is very late. I am sorry, if I have inconvenienced you.” Samuel whispered. late, that’s all.” I replied. “Would you like to use the telephone in my bedroom?” Samuel offered. I could feel my knickers sticking to me, as I stood up, “Yes. Thanks. That would be excellent,” I told him, knowing full well that I had a perfectly good mobile phone in my bag! As we walked up the staircase, he explained that he now lived alone as ‘the Missus’ had moved back to South Africa, five years previously, to live with one of her sons. Once inside his room, the atmosphere was electric. Samuel took hold of my hand, and pulled me to him. My face was inches from his. My heart was beating so fast I thought that it may explode. Our lips met, and we kissed like teenagers, our tongues flashing in and out of each other’s mouths. His large hands were rubbing and squeezing my back, shoulders, head and arse. I was in Heaven. He broke off from our kiss, and whispered in my ear, “Would you like to see my penis?” I could only nod. Sitting on the edge of his bed, I stared in disbelief as he took off his shirt and began to unbutton his trousers. Grinning, Samuel asked, “Are you sure that you want me to do this?” “Get on with it! Get it out! I can’t wait to see this thing!” I screamed inside my head. “Yes, please.” I actually whispered. He slowly stepped out of his trousers, leaving him in only a pair of Lycra shorts. I couldn’t take my eyes off the bulge. It was huge. In a well practices manoeuvre he slid his pants down making his cock spring out and ‘wobble’. I can’t be sure whether I groaned or gasped, but I definitely made a noise. I couldn’t take my eyes off it, as it twitched and grew larger in front of me. It was fantastically grotesque, ugly, obscene, and absolutely enormous! It was as big as a wine bottle. My eyes were like saucers. He was right, it probably could have touched his knees if it hadn’t been so hard! It looked odd as this huge thing stood out from his slim waist. Samuel was now standing right in front of me, “Would you like to touch it?” he asked. I didn’t need asking twice! Taking hold of it with both hands I rubbed it and stroked it, until it had grown another inch in girth. This was fabulous. As the pink tip was poking through his foreskin, I couldn’t resist kissing it. Just a little peck at first, quite gentle, then, without thinking, I ran my tongue over the tip and the shaft, taking the knob into my mouth. Both of my hands were wildly, rubbing the shaft as I sucked and sucked on his knob. Samuel was stroking my hair with one hand as he unbuttoned my blouse with the other. Without taking his cock out of my mouth we managed to get my blouse off. He was now squeezing my heaving breasts as he unhooked my bra. There was an amazing sense of relief as my large breasts swung free for him. Using both of his hands he squeezed and kneaded my breasts like dough, occasionally putting his huge, hairy balls between them. He began groaning and thrusting his hips, forcing another inch, or so, into my mouth, as I realised that he was close to coming. Pushing him away, I panted, “Not yet, not yet! I want that thing inside me, when you come!” He laughed, as he moved away, allowing me some space to take my trousers off. I was glad that I’d had the foresight to wear a nice white, frilly thong, today. His large eyes twinkled while I slipped my pants off, exposing my hairy bush, to him. I sat on the edge of the bed while he slapped my breasts with his cock, making my nipples tingle. “Would you like to make love?” he asked. With a grin on my face, I shuffled back, onto the bed, and spread my legs. “What do you think?” I laughed as I pulled my knees upto my hips. Samuel gently stroked the inside of my thighs, then ran his fingers along the contours of my pussy, making me tremble with anticipation. Our eyes met as he nudged the tip of his monster against my pussy lips, making me groan again. With one mighty push, his massive cock knocked the wind out of me, as it entered me like a rocket. Instinctively my legs shot up into the air, allowing him the chance to grab them and push them on to my shoulders. “Aaaarggh!” I screamed as his balls hit my arse, meaning that his complete cock was inside me. I swear that I could feel his cock touching my ribs. He was taking his weight on his hands, which were next to my head, while he buried his face in my breasts, sucking on the nipples. Just as I got my breath back, he moved his hips, pulling five or six inches out; then, with one thrust, he filled me up a second time. “Ohhh! Yes!” I groaned. Samuel repeated his motion, over and over, gradually speeding up, each time making me groan or squeal or sigh, as my breasts shook like a jelly. His massive cock was absolutely filling my hole and belly. “Do you like that?” he asked, “Do you like my love making?” “Oh God, yes!” I muttered, “Oh God yes! It’s fucking wonderful!” Samuel moved his arms, to let my legs fall by my side. I swear that I could see my belly swell, his cock was so big. He grabbed my hips and manoeuvred our bodies to the edge of the bed, until he was standing. Slowly he withdrew from my pussy, leaving an empty feeling in my pussy. “Would you like me to take you from behind?” he asked. I nodded and turned over. My well spread ankles were hanging over the edge, allowing him easy access, as I grabbed the blanket and braced myself. I buried my face into the bed as Samuel slid in, forcing the breath from my body, again. “Does that feel good, Jolene? Is that as good as you expected?” he grunted. “Yes. Yes.” I groaned as he began to increase his speed, forcing his beautiful cock in and out of my underused pussy, his heavy balls banging against my pubes. “Yes! Yes! Fucking Hell, that’s so fucking good!” I shouted. Suddenly his grip tightened and his thrusting became faster and deeper, sending me into the stratosphere of ecstasy. Samuel grabbed my hips and with one final thrust, he flooded my pussy with red-hot spunk. Our bodies were shaking as we flopped onto the bed, still joined at the hips. Samuel gently kissed the nape of my neck, sending a tingle down my spine. “Was that as good as my story?” he whispered. “Mmmmm, better.” I whispered back. We spent the next few minutes kissing, then I got dressed and took a taxi home. When I collected my car the next day, Samuel was gone; I never saw him again. I’ve often relived that night, and wondered whether his story was true, or just an elaborate form of seduction.

Caught..Bt Wet Slut

I always knew I was a slut ever since I was thirteen?, and my fifteen year old boyfriend Jimmy stuck his fingers deep in my pussy. By fourteen, I was having sex regularly, and by eighteen I just needed an orgasm. I didn't care who gave it to me. I'm twenty now, and at 5'6 with blonde hair, blue eyes, 120 pounds and 36C tits, I never really had problems getting guys to fuck me. I never would have thought one of them would have been my best friend's boyfriend though.I had caught Jason looking at me a couple of times, but I wear such revealing clothing I couldn't really blame him. A few times I had noticed him, too. He was tall with dark brown messy hair and blue eyes. He was tanned and extremely well built, but looking was always as far as I allowed it to go.When Mindy and Jason had first started dating, she was really worried that he and I wouldn't like each other. He had very traditional values on gender roles, and she thought he wouldn't like how sexually liberal I was. To ease her mind, Jason and I started to hang out together. Soon, he and I became great friends and would always hang out.The past two weeks his car has been in the shop so I'd pick him up to come hang out at my place. We'd usually watch some TV and laugh at bad erotica where they use words like "lance" instead of "cock". I also take a lot of naps, and his apartment is a bit further from mine so occasionally when he would be over, I'd tell him I needed to take a nap. His place was so far away I wouldn't want to drop him off and come back for him in an hour.Today started off like any other day. We watched Pulp Fiction and read bad erotica, but it had been two days since my last fuck. Instead of laughing at the bad erotica, I felt my pussy get hot and wet. It was a little uncomfortable to be turned on with no one but my best friend's boyfriend around."I need to take a nap," I said. I thought I could get my mind off of it."Actually I could use a nap, too," Jason said, and he moved to the recliner.I stretched out on the couch and curled on my side, wrapping a thick blanket around me. My pussy still felt like it was on fire. I tried to ignore it, but I couldn't stop thinking about how good it would feel to have a huge cock pushing up into me. I tried to sneak a peak at Jason on the recliner. I couldn't see him so he probably couldn't see me.Cautiously, I slipped a hand on the inside of my skirt and lightly touched the outside of my panties over my pussy. My pussy jumped at the touch. I was going to go insane if I didn't have an orgasm. I snuck a peak at Jason again. I still couldn't see him.I slowly pushed aside the crotch of my panties and brushed my fingers over my clit, automatically closing my eyes. A soft moan escaped, but I didn't notice. I just needed to be touched. I needed to be fucked. Nothing else mattered. I traced up and down my slit and slowly slid a finger inside. I couldn't believe how good it felt. I was in the middle of pumping my finger in and out when I felt a cool breeze hit. I opened my eyes. Jason was standing over me, looking down at me. I yanked my hand out from my skirt."What the hell are you doing?" I asked, blushing, but he just smirked at me, holding my blanket in his hands."What are you doing?" he asked, and he dropped the blanket to the floor."I..." I snapped my mouth shut. I didn't know what to say."Show me," he said quietly."What the fuck, Jason? No," I said."Show me," he said again. This time his voice sounded very commanding, and there was something almost scary about the look in his eyes. I hesitated at first, but with another glance at his eyes, I somehow found myself sliding my hand under the waist of my skirt."No," he said. "I want to see." I paused. A small voice in the back of my head told me that this was a bad idea, but I had never seen such a look of lust on Jason's eyes. I didn't know what he'd do if I said no. I pushed my skirt off my hips and kicked it off the couch to the floor. I reached back for my dripping pussy again and pushed aside the crotch of my black thong."What a fucking slut you are," he laughed when his eyes landed on my shaved pussy. My cheeks burned. "Does it really make that much of a difference in bed?" he asked and brushed the back of his hand against the slit of my pussy. I gasped, causing him to laugh again."You like that, didn't you, you fucking slut?" I squeezed my eyes shut and gave a small nod. I almost jumped again when I felt fingers roughly rub my clit. Oh, God. It felt so good. I knew this was wrong, but I had to have this. The fingers rubbed my clit before slowly sliding down to my slit. I felt two fingers shove hard inside without warning. I moaned loudly."Whore," he spat. "You want me to fuck you, don't you whore? You want your best friend's boyfriend to fuck you like the little slut you are?" My eyes flew open. This was my best friend's boyfriend. This was Jason. I shouldn't be doing this, but his fingers kept pumping themselves in and out of me. My pussy felt like it was on fire, and suddenly, I needed a cock in me."Well?" he asked. I slowly nodded, panting. "Say it, bitch.""Yes," I gasped."Yes what?""Yes, I want you to fuck me.""Beg me for it," he commanded."Please, Jason," I gasped again as his fingers slid in and out of me. "Please fuck me. I need you to fuck me.""Why do you need me to fuck you?" he asked."Because I'm a whore! I'm a slut! I need your cock inside me! Please fuck me!" I felt his fingers slide out of me, and I almost cried out at the empty feeling in my pussy. I felt so on fire. I watched him quickly take his clothes off, and I pulled off my thong and my shirt. I wasn't wearing a bra. I moved over and made room for him on the couch. He laid down on his back and looked at me expectently. I didn't understand at first."You want to fuck you're best friend's boyfriend?" he asked. "You're going to have to do it." I looked up at him my eyes wide. This was so wrong. Mindy would be so upset, but my pussy was burning, and I needed to be fucked.Slowly I crawled over until I was straddling him. My knees were placed on either side of his hips, and his hard, throbbing cock must have been at least 8 inches. I reached for his cock and positioned the head at the slit of my pussy. I rubbed his head up and down my pussy and very gently pushed the head inside my lips. Realizing what I was doing, I tried to pull away, but Jason wouldn't let me. He grabbed my hips and shoved me down onto his cock hard.My pussy pulsated with his cock deep inside me. I moaned again. Soon, I began pumping his cock in and out of my pussy. He dug his nails into my hips and pulled me down hard each time. He was rougher with me than I had ever felt."Yes," I gasped. "Yes, fuck me, Jason. Fuck your girlfriend's best friend hard.""Do you like this, slut?" he panted. "You like my cock inside you, whore.""I love your cock in me," I said. I gasped out loud again when he reached up and pinched one of my nipples. That smirk appeared on his face again and he twisted my nipple as hard as he could. I cried out. It hurt, but I felt another jump in my pussy at the hard touch. I started pumping his cock hard and faster. He slammed into me each time I came down. His nails raked against my back. His hands would grab my hips and pull me down hard, but I didn't care. I could only concentrate on his cock in my cunt.He placed his fingers on my clit and squeezed and pulled as I pumped his cock. I cried out again and came hard. My pussy lips vibrated around his stiff shaft. Suddenly, he thrust his hip deep inside and held onto me. I could feel his hot cum hit the inside my cunt.When he slid out of me, I collapsed on top of him. I could feel his cum mixing with mine as it drippled out my pussy."You will never fucking breathe a word of this to Mindy, slut" he said.

The Devil Inside

The Devil Inside… Today is Saturday and it is the 28th birthday of my very good friend and colleague, Melanie. We’ve arranged a surprise party for her on her best friend, Dana’s farm. Mel lives around the corner from me and, seeing that we work for the same company, I offered her a regular ride to work and back, an offer which she and her husband gladly accepted. The ‘arrangement’ by the staff for today is that I extend our ride back home after work out of town onto the farm roads where I would give her a bit of a ‘scare’. Afterwards I’m supposed to take her to Dana’s place for the surprise party. Mel is a beautiful woman in all respects. She has shoulder length auburn hair, complemented by her striking emerald green eyes. The fine spray of freckles on her nose is the final proof that her hair color does not come from a bottle. This is a redhead in the true sense of the word! She is reasonably tall with legs that seem to go on for ever. Her regular visits to the gym are reflected in her flat tummy and firm butt and boobs. Her boobs are perfect. Not too big, I’d say about a 34C. For a married woman with two kids she is in exceptionally good shape. The cherry on top of this fine package is her bubbly personality. She is always full of energy, always ready with a joke, albeit somewhat below the belt most of the time. She is by far the most popular member of our staff and not only among the men. Our offices close at noon on Saturdays and as we drive home, I decide to make the first move. ‘What are you going to do when you get home?’ I ask. ‘Oh, not much. John won’t be home for lunch. He’s working in his lunch hour. He says he’s got a surprise planned for me for this evening.’ she replies. ‘Great! Then you won’t object if I kidnap you for a while?’ ‘Kidnap...? What do you mean?’ she asks. ‘Oh, it’s such a beautiful day and I have some time to kill. I was thinking of going for a drive along the river. Care to join me?’ I invite her. ‘Sounds great! I might as well. John’s mom is at home looking after the kids, so that won’t be a problem. As long as we don’t get back too late.’ she accepts. ‘We won’t be long.’ I promise. Mel and I have been good friends for years, but there is a mutual attraction that reaches way beyond mere friendship. We have kept it reasonably under control. A hug here and a kiss there was nothing out of the ordinary, although the kisses were never really more than a quick peck on the lips. But then there were the exceptions where the hugs and kisses led to a situation where my hand ended up inside her blouse or bra without her protesting too much. I never tried to go further than that, mainly because I did not want to jeopardize our friendship. Whether she would ever allow me to go further is another question. Women can be strange beings. For some a squeeze of a boob is regarded as the equivalent of a pat on the butt, but it does not necessary mean she’s ready to hop into the sack with you. Others just about cry rape if you dare touch their boobs on the first date! Mel has a thing for sexy bra’s and has a wide collection, from half cups to the sheerest see-thru ones. I get to see them almost on a daily basis. She has no problem with me sneaking a peek or even copping a feel now and then. In fact, I have explored every square inch of those boobs on several occasions, yet I have never seen them in their naked glory. That is the only remaining no-no as far as her boobs are concerned. Regrettably, other than feeling up that firm sexy behind of hers, nothing much has happened. I have never even had a glimpse of her panties. Mel always insists that John, her husband, was her first sexual experience and that she has never been with another man. When I tease her about her inexperience, she assures me that he satisfies her every need and that she never felt the need to be with another man. I am always quick to tell her that this makes no sense to me at all. Let us say you have ice cream for the first time in you life and it is strawberry flavor. Can you possibly enjoy it so much that you are quite happy to have strawberry ice cream for the rest of your life without wondering what chocolate or vanilla tastes like? I think not! How can she be so sure that her husband is the perfect lover without having anything to compare him to? We drive out of town, chatting about this and that. She appears very relaxed and I decide it is time for the next move. ‘Do you know how long I’ve waited for an opportunity to be alone with you?’ I ask and place my hand on her thigh. ‘Yeah, right…’ she replies with a smile. I get the impression that she thinks that we are headed for Dana’s farm. One thing I can say for this woman – she’s not stupid! I keep teasing her without much success until we reach the turn-off to Dana. I drive past it. For the first time there is a reaction. She becomes quieter, a tinge of uncertainty showing in those green eyes. ‘Where are you going..?’ she asks. ‘Like I said – today is our day!’ I tease. “I have discovered this very private spot. You’ll love it. Nobody will ever know we’re there. So you’re all mine for the rest of the afternoon!’ ‘Tell you what. Let’s go and visit Dana, OK?’ she tries to save the situation. She is now visibly worried. ‘And allow this great opportunity to pass me by? You must be joking!’ I lay it on quite thick. The idea is, after all, to scare her, not to seduce her. ‘Please… I’m dying for a cup of coffee.’ she pleads ‘Maybe on the way back, if you’re good. Now just relax. Don’t look so worried. You’re going to love it. I promise.’ I deliberately say all the wrong things and it has the desired effect. She is now really worried and for the first time since I’ve known her, she looks flustered. I can tell that she has no idea how to handle the situation. Then I notice an abandoned quarry along the side of the road. Perfect! I turn off and drive into the crater left by the road workers. ‘What do you think? All the privacy in the world! Isn’t it just perfect?’ I tease. She stares blankly at the heap of gravel in front of the car. ‘Great view! Very romantic setting. I must admit, you’ve got style!’ she mumbles and moves as far away from me as possible. ‘Well, what are we waiting for? Come and give me a hug.’ I say. She glares at me. ‘No!’ she says firmly ‘Come on. Don’t be difficult now!’ I say and start to take off my shirt. ‘Oh, and don’t be such a prude! Feel free to take off your top.’ She stares at me in disbelief. I lean towards her and pull her towards me. She pulls away, not saying anything. I kiss her on the cheek. No reaction. I fumble with the top button of her blouse. She grabs my hand and pushes me away. ‘Never mind. No rush. We’ve got time. Let’s have a couple of toots. I’m sure that will loosen you up!’ I say as I draw a bottle of cheap brandy and some Coke with two glasses from underneath the seat. All part of the plan, of course. I open the brandy and pour some into a glass. ‘Say when.’ I say. She looks at me in absolute horror! ‘Have you lost your bloody mind?! And I thought I knew you! Is this what you really think of me?’ She is very upset, her lower lip trembling and tears in her eyes. I decide that she’s had enough. I start to laugh. ‘OK, OK! You can relax. I’m just teasing you. My ‘birthday present’ to you.’ I toss the brandy out the window. She looks at me, not knowing what to make of the situation. Then she realizes that I was just joking. Her eyes light up. ‘You little shit! I should have known. This is just not you. I was wondering what had gotten into you…’ She throws her arms around me and gives me a peck on the cheek. ‘Damn you!’ she says as she playfully hits me with her fist on the shoulder. ‘As far as I know you don’t even drink brandy. Come, let’s get out of this horrible place!’ ‘Yeah, let’s go. But I do have something to show you, not far from here. That is if you are not too scared to come with me.’ I say. ‘Nothing can be worse than what I have just been through. Come show me. I’d love to see it.’ she replies. I drive further down the road and then take a hardly noticeable turn-off into a pine forest. We drive for about two kilometers. I can see that Mel is her old self again. All is forgiven! We suddenly reach a clearing the middle of the forest next to the river. A waterfall of about eight meters high falls into a deep, crystal clear pool of water. ‘Incredible…!’ she says. I park the car. We get out and walk to the side of the pool. There we sit on a huge flat rock and enjoy the view. The fine spray of water feels cool against my skin. ‘Now I really feel like a swim. Do you mind?’ I ask ‘Of course not! Enjoy it.’ she replies. ‘What about you?’ I ask. ‘I’d love to, but you never told me to bring swimming gear, dear…’ she explains. ‘Well, I haven’t brought swimming gear either, so my undies will just have to do.’ She gives me a suspicious look. ‘Getting up to our tricks again, are we?’ she asks. ‘On the contrary!’ I reply. ‘Just think of your undies as a bikini and of mine as a Speedo. In any case, it’s not like I’ve never seen your bra before… But please. No pressure. It’s just a suggestion. If you’d rather not, I’ll understand.’ I can see that she’s very tempted. ‘Well, here goes! If the sight of my undies is a bit much for you, I suggest you wait in the car. I won’t be long.’ I say. ‘I’m a big girl. I’m sure I’ll survive it.’ she says. I get up and take off my shoes and clothes while she looks at me. Wearing only my undies, I turn to her. ‘See? How is this different to a Speedo? It’s just the name!’ I say. ‘I guess you’re right.’ she says. ‘I’m just being silly.’ ‘Does that mean that you’ll be swimming with me?’ I ask hopefully. ‘Maybe. But not unconditionally. First of all, no more tricks. Secondly, you stay behind me until I’m in the water. Your undies are not exactly the same as mine, remember…’ ‘No need for conditions.’ I say. ‘As I said – no pressure. Your choice.’ ‘OK. You stay right there.’ she instructs. She takes about three steps forward in the direction of the pool, her back towards me. She puts her bag down and kicks off her shoes. She starts undoing the buttons of her blouse. I wonder what bra she has on today. She pulls the blouse over her shoulders, folds it up and puts it on her bag. No half cup today. The thin white straps of her sheer bra cause a stirring in my underpants. She has a fine sexy spray of tiny freckles on her shoulders. I wish she would turn around. Her hands drop to the front of her jeans. She undoes the button and pulls down the zipper. She slowly wriggles out of the tight jeans, pulling her white panties down with it until the crack of her fine ass starts to show. She pulls the jeans down to her knees and then lets go to pull up the sexy, high cut panties. The sheer, white material stretches over her ass. Then she bends forward and takes off the jeans. I am now shamelessly staring at her with a raging hard-on! I fold my hands over the bulging monster, hoping that she won’t notice. She does not look back at me. Instead she walks into the water with a lazy, sexy sway of her hips. I sheepishly follow her into the water, my eyes riveted to that sexy butt. She slides down into the water and glides forward through the pool with long, easy strokes. I feel an intense desire to follow her and take her into my arms, but I fight it. I swim into the pool, keeping my distance. I want to give her enough space to get comfortable with the situation. ‘Gee, this place is absolutely fantastic!’ she says, treading water a few yards from me. ‘Consider it another of your birthday gifts.’ I reply. ‘Why, thank you, my dear man! It is very much appreciated.’ she says. ‘I was hoping that you’d show your appreciation better than that.’ I tease. ‘Well, all right then… Just don’t feel too sorry for yourself!’ She swims up to me and stands in front of me, the water up to her neck. She takes my head between her hands and kisses me gently on the mouth. ‘Thank you.’ she says and swims away while I’m still pondering whether to take her in my arms or not. I look at her, swimming away from me. The tables are turned. The shoe is on the other foot. As I was in control on the way here, she is in control now. A complete role reversal. I am her slave but I‘ll be damned if I’d let her know that! There is no way she cannot realize what she is doing to me! I’m sure she is playing with me. I hate to admit it, but I have no idea how to handle the situation. I want her so badly, but I how on earth do I approach her? I decide to get out of the water before I make a fool of myself. Besides, if I am out of the water first, nothing is going to stop me from getting an eyeful of her wet body when she comes out. A consolation prize, but way better than nothing! I get out and sit on the rock, leaning against the tree. ‘How now, big boy..?’ she calls, somewhat surprised. ‘I thought you wanted to swim? Had enough already?’ ‘You enjoy yourself. I’ll be back in a minute. I just want to enjoy the sun for a while.’ I lie. From where I sit I have an unspoilt view of her frolicking in the water. With me out of the water she appears even more relaxed. She is floating on her back in the water. Her wet undies are now totally transparent, but she is too far for me to make out any detail. She swims to the waterfall on the other side of the pool. She gets out of the water and walks along the rocky ledge until she is standing under the falling water. She is far from me, but I am sure I can see her nipples and pubic hair through the wet undies. She showers and plays under the water as if complete unaware of my existence. How I wish I could capture all this on video… But wait! Why not! I brought my digital video camera along to videotape the surprise party. I rush to the car. I get in and take the camera from the cubby hole. She will not see me from here. I zoom in on her through the front window. I am 100% correct! She might as well have been standing naked under the water! Her hard nipples are pushing against the wet, transparent material of her bra and the bronze triangle of her pubic hair is clearly visible through the front of her sexy panties. I take a few minutes of footage of her. I have an erection that is so hard that it aches! Then the devil inside me takes over. Who knows what might still happen here today? I get into the back of the car and set up my camera behind the back seat next to the rear speakers so that it points through the small rear side window in the direction of the tree. I zoom in on the area on the grass in front of the tree and press the record button. I cover the camera with a T-shirt that was lying on the floor, making sure that the lens is not obstructed. Perfect! I take a picnic blanket and cooler bag with drinks from the trunk of the car. I spread the blanket on the grass in front of the tree. I lie down with my back against the tree. I look at Mel, just in time to see her diving into the water and swimming towards me. The moment of truth has arrived! She has to come out of the water now. She walks out of the water, holding her arms in front of her breasts in a half-hearted attempt to maintain some degree of decency. She walks slightly huddled forward. I’m not sure if it is because of the cold or whether she is trying to hide her see-thru panties. The wet bra is not lending her much support and it is awesome to see those firm boobs bobbing and swaying as she walks. Hard-on time again! She stands in front of me, arms still crossed in front of her boobs. ‘Now that was awesome!’ she says. ‘But now I’m sopping wet and I’m sure you did not think of bringing towels, right?’ ‘Sorry, no towels.’ I reply. ‘So that means I will have to bake dry in the sun before I can get dressed.’ she says. She kneels beside her bag and takes out a brush. She might as well have been topless! Every detail of those magnificent boobs is clearly visible. I wonder if she is aware of it. My hard-on is straining against the top elastic of my undies. She turns her back to me and starts to brush her hair. Perfect! She is now looking straight at the camera. I stare at her firm buttocks. The thin, wet material of her panties leaves nothing to the imagination. I cannot resist the temptation and place my hand on her buttock. No response. She just continues to brush her hair. I stroke her butt over the wet panties. It does not seem to worry her at all. I slip my hand into the side of her panties and squeeze her naked butt. Still she ignores me. I take the undersides of her panties and pull it upwards into the crack of her ass, giving her the perfect wedgie. It looks like she is now wearing a G-string. I stroke her naked butt again. She looks back at me with a mischievous smile. ‘Having fun..?’ ‘VERY much so!’ I reply, giving her butt a friendly squeeze. ‘Well, I’m sorry to ruin your party, but I have to sit down now.’ she says, putting the brush back into the bag. She stands in front of me, her bronze haired pussy straining against the front of her panties, inches from my face. ‘Where can I sit?’ she asks I pull up my knees, only too glad to have an excuse to hide my raging hard-on. ‘There… An instant recliner for you.’ I offer, gesturing to my knees. ‘Why, thank you! Very considerate of you. What a gentleman!’ she teases and leans back against my drawn-up knees. I open the cooler bag next to me and take out two cold drinks for us. ‘Wow! Now that is just what the doctor ordered! You thought of everything!’ she says, gladly accepting the drink. We make small talk while we finish our drinks. I suddenly part my knees and she falls back with her head against my chest. I put my arm around her and my hand lands on her left boob. ‘You evil man! You gave me a fright!’ she scolds and places her hand on top of mine. As I have mentioned before, her boobs are not really unexplored territory to me, so it does not surprise me that she is not making an effort to remove my hand. She seems pretty comfortable with it. She leans back with her head against my chest and relaxes. Her hand falls from mine into her lap. I slip my hand into her bra and my fingers fold around her naked flesh. No objection. I gently tug on her nipple. She sighs softly. Although I have played with her boobs more times than I can remember, I have never seen them in all their naked splendor. I decide that now is the time to do something about that. I push the bra to the side and lift her left boob out of its confinement. She reacts by putting her hand over mine, thus covering her boob. I keep my hand still, giving her time to get used to the new boundaries we’re crossing. Then I start to play with her nipple under her hand. Slowly she relaxes and her hand falls back into her lap. Her naked breast is lily white, her nipple light pink as only a true redhead’s can be. I watch my fingers gently tugging on her hard nipple. I slip my hand under the bra of her right boob and pop it out. Again no objection. I lie back and play with her tits while gently nibbling on her ear. She moans softly. Surely she must be aware of my monster hard-on pressing against her back! Then I let go of her tits and push her slightly forward. I start to undo her bra. ‘Please... Don’t…’ she says softly. ‘Shhh… It’s not going to make any difference, is it?’ She does not reply. I unhook the bra and slip it over her shoulders. She holds it hesitantly over her boobs as if she is having second thoughts. Then she slips it over her arms and places it next to us on the blanket. I pull her down next to me and take her into my arms. I push my knee through her thighs and pull her leg over me. Her plump pussy is now resting on my thigh, her naked breasts pushing soft and warm against my chest. Heaven! ‘We are playing with fire…’ she whispers. I ignore her remark, realizing that she’s right. My hand glides over her bare buttocks, her panties still wedged between her ass cheeks. I rake her buns lightly with my fingernails. She shudders and pushes her pussy firmer against my thigh. I lower my head en look into her green eyes. I kiss her gently on the mouth. For the first time it is more than a mere peck on the lips. She returns my kiss and her mouth opens to receive my tongue. I roll her onto her back, keeping my thigh between her legs. I move my head down over her breast and my lips close around her nipple. This she has never allowed me before. Now her hand clutches the back of my head, encouraging me. Still nibbling on her nipple, I roll on top of her. I force her legs open with mine until I lie between her legs in the missionary position. She does not protest too much. I suspect it is because of the false sense of security provided by the fact that she is still wearing her panties. I move my right hand between us and cup her pussy in my hand. I can feel the heat through her panties. She stiffens. ‘Please! Don’t! Let’s go home. Before it’s too late…’ she pleads. But there’s no stopping me now! I’m beyond the point of no return! The monster is loose! I push my hand under her ass and pull her panties to the side over her one buttock. Her pussy is lying exposed and vulnerable under me. I push my undies down. My hard cock enjoys the sudden freedom and lodges itself against her slit. She jumps as she feels my hard cock touching her cunt. Reality sets in and she tries to push me away. I lie with my full weight on top of her, holding her arms. ‘Please! Don’t do this to me! I have never been with another… No!! I can’t do this to John!’ she pleads. I try to kiss her again, but she turns her head away. ‘Don’t! It is going to ruin our friendship.’ she warns. I hump her juicy pussy in search of the entrance, but without success. Then my dickhead lodges in her sopping wet slit. I push forward, but she jerks her hips away. I feel my dickhead slipping through her slit and coming to rest on top of her bronze triangle of pubic hair. She tries to roll away. I take her arms and put them together above her head. I hold both her wrists with my left hand while lining up my dick with her pussy. I draw my dickhead through her slit a couple of times, getting it nice and wet. ‘Please… I beg you!’ I look into her eyes and see a mixture of panic and lust. I put my dickhead against the entrance of her vagina. She realizes that she is not going to be able to stop me. ‘Please…’ she whispers, her eyes wide. I push forward gently. I can feel her plump pussy lips parting under the pressure of my dickhead. The wet, warm, velvety folds of her cunt slowly engulf my dickhead. She closes her eyes. Her mouth opens. She gasps. I push forward and feel my shaft sliding ever so slowly down her sopping wet cunt. Then I feel her pelvic bone against mine. I’m all the way inside her. I lie still on top of her. Then it hits me and I come to my senses! What the fuck am I doing?! Have I lost my mind? I am forcing myself onto my best female friend! How can I do this to her? Ashamed of myself, I release her hands. I lie motionless on top of her, my dick still buried to the hilt in her cunt. I wait for her to make the next move. After a few seconds she starts moving. She puts her arms around me. I look at her. I see only lust and want in her eyes. I kiss her. Her tongue darts into my mouth. She raises her knees and wraps her legs around me. She’s OK with it. She wants it as bad as I do! I start to fuck her with slow, deep strokes. Her hips rock as she enthusiastically meets my every stroke. She moans and I can feel her nails biting into the flesh of my back. I raise my upper body and look down. It is an awesome site to see my dick disappearing all the way into the folds of her cunt only to reappear, wet and shiny with her love juice. I fuck her slowly for a while until I feel the pressure begin to build up in my balls. The last thing I want to do now is come. I withdraw my dick from her slick hole and lie down next to her. Her hand moves down and her fingers close around my hard, wet dick. She starts to wank me. I remove her hand and move down. I take her panties off. She lifts her buttocks to assist me. Suddenly I remember the camera! Great! Now we can really put on a show! I position myself on top of her in the 69 position, her spread legs facing the camera. For the first time I get to see that pink pussy in all its splendor. The bronze pubic hair forms a neatly trimmed triangle. Her puffy outer lips are clean shaven. The bright pink inner lips are glistening wet. I spread her inner lips and pull back the small sheath of her clit. Her clit appears like a pink pearl in an equally pink oyster. I stick out my tongue and tickle it lightly. A tiny tremor goes through her lower body every time the tip of my tongue comes into contact with her clit. She cannot keep her hips still. I lower my head and stick my tongue all the way into her pussy. She squirms and moans, her juices flowing freely. She tastes great! I fuck her pussy with my tongue. I feel an unbelievably soft, wet, warm sensation on my dickhead. She is blowing me. I fuck her mouth slowly with long, deep strokes while eating her pussy. I’m surprised at how much of my dick take she can take into her mouth. I roll off her and lie beside her. I pull her onto me. She gets the message and kneels over my lower body. She lifts my hard dick and lines it up with her wet pussy. With a groan, she lowers herself onto my dick, which disappears into her warm, slippery tunnel of flesh. I have, of course, positioned myself so that the camera has a perfect view of the action. She leans forward and starts to fuck me slowly. I am amazed at how firm and perfectly shaped her tits are for a mother of two. I cup her tits and play with her rosy nipples while she continues to fuck me. She fucks me harder and faster with increasing urgency, totally unaware that her every move is being captured on video. On the one hand I feel like a dog doing this to her, but on the other hand, it is so exciting and naughty that I almost come just thinking about it. I have to put my hands on her hips to slow her down to prolong the moment. Then I push her off me and stand up. She is kneeling in front of me, my cock hovering hard and intimidating in front of her face. I turn so that the camera can have a perfect view. She takes my dick in her hand. Her head drops and my dick, still wet with her juices, disappears into her mouth. Her head starts its bobbing motion. ‘Does it taste good?’ I whisper. ‘Mmmm…’ she replies without interrupting the action. I hold her head between my hands and fuck her mouth with deep, slow strokes. Her hand cups my balls. I pull her to her feet. I turn her around so that she faces the camera and move in behind her. My left hand closes over her breast while my right hand slides down her tummy over her furry bronze mound to her wet slit. She opens her legs to allow me better access. I effortlessly slip two fingers into her slick vagina. I finger fuck her for a while and then lift her right leg. It brings her pussy about level with my dick. She stretches to hold onto a branch of the tree to keep her balance. I support her with my left arm while guiding my rock hard dick into her juicy cunt. She moans as I begin to fuck her. She seems to be enjoying this new position with her standing on one leg hanging onto a branch very much. I fuck her hard and fast. After a while I notice that her leg is getting tired. I withdraw my dick from her and lower her other leg to the ground. She lets go of the branch. I kneel and pull her down with me, positioning her on all fours with her right side facing the camera. I take up position behind her and slip my dick into her slick love tunnel. I fuck her hard and fast. In this position the camera will capture the full penetration of my dick as well as the bobbing and swaying of her hanging tits. I can’t wait to see the video! I lean forward and take her two tits in my hands. I fuck her deep and slowly while I play with her nipples. We are already ages late for the surprise party, but I couldn’t care less! I let go of her breasts and put my hands on her hips. I fuck her deep and hard, making a point of letting my balls slap against her clit with every thrust. Experience has taught me that many women find this quite pleasurable. Mel is no exception! She moans and jumps slightly every time my balls hit that sensitive button. Her hands are frantically clutching the blanket. She is close to orgasm! I slip my hand between her legs from the front and part her pussy lips with my fingers, exposing that pink pearl. Hopefully it will heighten the sensation of my balls slapping against it. It seems to do the trick. After a few more thrusts I notice the light tremors in her lower body. I fuck harder. She cries out and starts bucking like a wild horse! I battle to keep my dick inside her. She falls forward onto her arms, her buttocks still in the air. Her lower body contracts rhythmically in the throes of an intense orgasm. I keep my dick inside her, pull her back against me. I wait for the spasms to subside. She is now lying still on her arms, breathing heavily. I give her a little time to recover and then turn her onto her back. I spread her legs and slip my dick into her again. She wraps her arms and legs around me. I fuck her hard and fast. I feel that tell-tale tingling in my balls. I fuck her even harder. My head begins to spin and I literally see stars as my dick erupts. I shoot stream after stream of pearly white cum down her pussy. I feel like I am never going to finish. It is one of the most intense orgasms I have ever experienced! Then I am finished. I lie tired and spent on top of her, motionless, my half limp dick still inside her pussy. We lie like that for a moment in a warm embrace. I roll off her. ‘Wow! That was fantastic..!’ is all I call say. ‘Incredible…’ she whispers. ‘Better than strawberry ice cream?’ I tease. ‘Let’s not go there, OK?’ she replies with a smile. She leans forward and kisses me. I realize that it is getting very late. ‘Come. We have to go. I have another surprise for you.’ I get up and put my clothes on. She gets up and puts on her bra. Suddenly she looks down at the inside of her thigh. A stream of pale white cum runs from her pussy down the inside of it. ‘Oops… How now?’ she says and looks around. I offer the corner of the blanket. She wipes herself clean and proceeds to get dressed. I fold up the blanket and pick up the cooler bag. I rush to the car, eager to get the camera out of the way. I put the blanket and cooler bag in the trunk and get into the back of the car. I switch off the camera and as I am about to get out, I notice Mel about ten yards from the car. I quickly shove the camera under the front seat, before she can notice. I get out and open the passenger door for her. We head back in awkward silence. Then guilt sets in. ‘I cannot believe what I’ve just done! John will kill me if he finds out! How could I do this to him?’ she says. I take her hand in mine. ‘What John doesn’t know cannot possibly hurt him. And I promise you, he will never, never know.’ I reassure her. She does not reply, but still looks very worried. We reach the turn-off to Dana’s farm. ‘Still feel like coffee?’ I ask. ‘More than ever!’ she replies. ‘Can we pop in there quickly?’ ‘Sure.’ I say and take the turn-off. We reach Dana’s house. Quite a few familiar cars are parked around the farmhouse. Mel immediately puts two and two together. ‘You evil man! You knew all along! THIS is where we were headed in the first place, right?’ she shrieks. Everyone is sitting outside on the patio, enjoying drinks and snacks. Dana walks up to us. ‘Glad to see you two lovebirds finally made it here!’ she teases. ‘What on earth took you guys so long?’ Mel blushes. ‘You won’t believe how this man tortured me! He is evil!’ she says, giving me a sharp elbow in the ribs. ‘So, did she put out?’ ask Joe, one of our crude colleagues. ‘Come on! What do you think? What woman can resist me?’ I tease. Mel glares at me. ‘In your dreams, mister!’ she hisses. Everybody wishes Mel a happy birthday and we all have more drinks. Then another familiar car drives through the gate. It is John, Mel’s husband, his mother and the two kids. Mel gets up. She looks very nervous. ‘But that’s John! What is he doing here? We’re supposed to go out for dinner later…’ she says. ‘Relax, Mel! It’s all part of your surprise. I invited John over.’ Dana explains. ‘But look at me! I have to bath and get dressed. There’s no way I’m prepared for something like this?’ she says. ‘Now will you relax, woman?’ Dana replies, gesturing to John who is taking an overnight bag from the trunk of his car. ‘We thought of everything!’ ‘Shit! Just what I need!’ I think to myself. How can I sit and chat to a guy over a few drinks moments after I’ve screwed his wife? My turn for a guilt trip… I will simply have to avoid him like the plague. Later that evening I am standing beside the barbeque fire, chatting to a friend when John and Mel walk up to us. They look like the perfect couple. John has his arm around her. Mel is wearing a stunning dress. Her hair is done. She looks awesome! ‘Hey, what is this I hear about you and my wife?’ he asks out of the blue. I almost choke in my beer. Mel comes to the rescue. ‘Dana told him about the stunt you pulled on me.’ she explains with a smile. ‘Oh, that?! My friend, you are one lucky man. This wife of yours is as safe as houses. You have no reason to ever suspect her of anything untoward. We planned to scare the daylights out of her. I came on as strong as I could, but she did not even bat an eyelid! She must love you very much.’ I tell him. ‘Can you blame her?’ he asks with mock vanity. He winks at me, flexing his biceps and pulling in his tummy. ‘Can I use your car keys for a moment, please?’ Mel asks. ‘I forgot to take out my bag.’ ‘Sure.’ I reply and hand her the keys. ‘John, won’t you be a darling and get it for me, please?’ She hands him the key. ‘Sure. But only because it’s your birthday, OK?’ He kisses her on the cheek and disappears into the direction of the car. I look at Mel. We don’t speak. The silence is deafening. ‘Are you OK?’ I ask eventually. ‘I suppose as OK as one can be under the circumstances.’ she replies, not looking at me. ‘I would just like to get this day behind me. And you..?’ ‘Same here. It is a very awkward situation.’ I reply. ‘What on earth were we thinking? How could we allow it to happen?’ she asks, looking very troubled. ‘Any regrets?’ I ask. I immediately realize that it is an unfair question. ‘To be honest, I really don’t know. It has not hit home yet. I still can’t believe that it actually happened. I feel like I am going to wake up any minute and it all was just a bad dream.’ she replies. ‘BAD dream??’ I ask, pretending to be offended. ‘Come, come, you two! Smile for the camera!’ I look up and almost get a heart attack! There is John, aiming my video camera at us! I’m horrified! He laughs and lowers the camera. He hands it to me. ‘Here. You shouldn’t leave such an expensive thing lying on the floor of your car. I accidentally kicked it when I got in to get the bag. I may have broken it. I can’t get it to come on. Will you check it, please?’ I look at the camera. My hands are shaking. I notice that the battery became a little unstuck. What luck! Thank God for small mercies! If this man knew what he was holding in his hands… I shudder to think of it. ‘See if you can get it going.’ he says. ‘I am thinking of getting one for myself. That one looks quite impressive. I’d really like to check it out.’ ‘Don’t worry. It’s not broken. The battery is dead. Unfortunately I didn’t bring the charger, so the demo will have to wait for another day.’ I lie. ‘All right, then. I’m just relieved that it’s not broken.’ They move on to the next group of people. Shortly after dinner, I thank the hostess and excuse myself. I drive home, my mind a whirlpool of thoughts and emotions. I do not feel particularly good about myself. It was amongst the best and most exciting sex that I’ve ever had, but something feels very wrong. Mel is not the first married woman that I have made love to, but the others were not very close friends of mine. How is all this going to affect our relationship? Was she right when she said that it was going to ruin our friendship? Where do we go from here? Time will tell… And the video… It was a very exciting thing to do at the spur of the moment, but in retrospect I think it was a big mistake. I’ve never done anything like that before and feel that I have betrayed her trust. She does not deserve it. She will certainly never forgive me if she has to find out about it. It is not too late to do something about it, though. I can trash the video and pretend it never happened. But am I going to do it? Do I WANT to do it? Time will tell… Am I ever going to watch the video? You bet! I can’t wait to get home! Am I going to destroy it afterwards? Not sure. I’ll decide after I have watched it. Somebody once said that this type of material, be it videos or photos, always have the tendency to surface when you least want it to or can least afford it to. This, I believe, is according to the laws of a certain Mr. Murphy. This would be a catastrophe! It would certainly be the end of a happy marriage. It will without doubt destroy the family. Is it worth the risk? Well, like I said – time will tell… Maybe I shouldn’t have let the devil inside loose.

Her Mother

Hi, Mrs. Sherman," Steve said nervously, "Pam said you wanted to talk to me!" "That is correct young man," she replied sternly, "sit down, please!!!" After taking his seat, Steve fidgeted a bit and after looking out the window offered, "Nice weather we've been having, isn't it!?!" In almost a harsh tone, Mrs. Sherman retorted, "I didn't ask you here to talk about the weather, so let me get right to the point!!!" "Uh, sure," Steve replied, "what ever you say, Mrs. Sherman!? Although he didn't know why on earth Mrs. Sherman would want to speak to him personally, he gathered from the tone of her voice that this was definitely not going to be a pleasant conversation!!! "Steven," she snapped, "look at me when I'm talking, it's only good manners to look the person in the eye who's conversing with you!!!" "Yes, ma'am" he said softly! "Now, from what my daughter tells me," she went on, "you and she have been have been partaking in all sorts of sexual activity, including fellatio to completion, that is, Pamela has been performing oral sex on you, and unbelievably letting you ejaculate into her mouth, is this true!?!" "Uh," he stammered, stunned at the direction of her questioning, "I'm not sure I understand what you......" "What's not to understand," she spat, "either my daughter is having sex with you or she isn't, or are you so dense you're not sure!?!" "No, that's not it," he replied, "it's just that, well, I wasn't ready for......." "That's exactly the point," she interrupted, "you weren't ready to get caught were you!?!"
His mind was racing as he tried desperately to come up with some sort of defense, but all he really could think was how in the hell could Pam have been so dumb to tell her mother about their personal life together!!! "So you're not going to talk about it," she offered, "well, you're not getting of the hook that easily!!!" "My daughter is only eighteen years old," she went on, "and if you think that you can just waltz into her life and have your way with her and then leave her like a sack of garbage, you are sadly mistaken!!!" "Well," she demanded, "what have you got to say for yourself!?!" "It's not like that at all," he protested, "I love your daughter, and I want to marry her someday!!!" "Oh, really," Mrs. Sherman replied, "and the way you show your love is to stick your erection into her mouth and fill it with you sperm!?!" "Mrs. Sherman," he replied a little more forcefully, "I don't force Pam to do anything, she does it because she loves to, and besides, I always return the favor and perform oral sex on her too!!!" For the first time since he had sat down, the look on Mrs. Sherman's face softened a little and she said in a much more amiable voice, "Well, I know that when a girl falls in love with a man that she also falls in love with his penis and the desire to orally satisfy him is shall we say, very intense!!!"
Feeling much more at ease, Steve added, "And I feel the same way about her, as well as her vagina!!!" "Although she's inexperienced," Mrs. Sherman continued on, "she tells me that you have a very, very large erection and that it has become the focal point of her whole life!!!" Now turning three shades of red, Steve replied softly, "I-I don't know about that, ma'am, but I do try to make her feel good when we're together!!!" "I'm glad of that," Mrs. Sherman responded, "and for that reason, I want to ask you a favor!!!" "Anything," Steve replied quickly, just happy that the tone of the conversation had turned in his favor, "what is it!?!" "Well," she explained, "since Pamela is so inexperienced with men, I feel that I must check to make sure that what she has told me about your penis is true!!!" "Ma'am," he questioned, not sure exactly what she was driving at?!? Now the exasperation returned to her voice and she said, "Now, don't get dense on me again, Steve, get over here and drop your pants so that I can see for myself this fabulous erection my daughter has regaled me about!!!" "Holy smokes," he thought to himself, "she wants me to show her my cock," so gingerly, he got to his feet and shuffled slowly across the room to where Victoria Sherman was sitting!!! Since he didn't make a move to unzip his pants, Mrs. Sherman said calmly, "Well if you're not going to do it, I guess I'll have to do it myself," and with those words, she undid his trousers and let them fall down around his ankles, leaving only his under shorts as protection from her gray eyed gaze!!! Softly she let her hand roam over the front of his crotch, which of course resulted in his getting a massive erection!!! "My," she sighed softly, "Pamela was certainly correct about the size of your penis, it feels very large and thick, let's get these undies off and see what it looks like up close and personal!!!" She had a little trouble pulling his shorts off, was they got entangled with his already full erection, but finally she was able to untangle him and slide the last covering away from his nine inch member!!!
For once, Mrs. Sherman was stunned into silence, unable to even whisper while gazing at the biggest pecker she had ever seen in her life!!! "Well," he asked, "is it okay, I mean is it good enough for your daughter!?!" Making an audible gulping sound, Mrs. Sherman finally spoke, "I-I've never seen such a magnificent penis, so long and thick, and the head, it's so smooth and silky, I can see why Pamela is in love with it!!!" "When you have sex with my daughter," she asked softly, "what do you like to do best?!?" He thought about it a second and replied, "I can't lie to you, I like it best when she sucks me off, she's the best I've ever had!!!" "She should be," the older woman replied, "all of the women in my family are addicted cocksuckers, and she's just a chip of the old block!!!" "What brought all of this up, was that Pamela came to me worried about her constant desire to have you in her mouth," Mrs. Sherman explained, "she thought she might have been a weirdo, as she put it, and was really worried about it, but I assured her that she wasn't alone and that all of her female relatives were in the same boat as she was!!!" As she spoke, Mrs. Sherman casually reached out and took Steve's penis into her hand and slowly began fisting it in her small warm hand!!! "Mrs. S.," he said with a groan, "I don't think we should be doing this, what would Pam say!?!" "Don't you worry about Pamela," she replied, while brushing his head with her lips, "I know my daughter, and she wouldn't mind knowing that I had taken the time to check out her boyfriend's penis for her!!!" Then, it happened, Mrs. Sherman kissed the head of his cock, and then much like her daughter before her, hungrily took him deep into her mouth!!! "Oh, my," he said weakly, "you do that so well, just like Pam, you both are cock sucking experts!!!" "If you don't mind," she said between sucks, "I'm going to masturbate while sucking you, another thing you probably already know, is that once we start sucking a hard penis, we have to receive gratification at once!!!" "Just like Pam," he said between pants, "she has and unbelievably hot pussy that needs constant attention!!!" "Of course she does, dear," Mrs. Sherman sighed, "she's a Sherman, and her pussy will always demand a lot of your time and effort, but I assure you, that your penis will have a wonderful time taking care of her!!!"
Steve continued to stand quietly in front of Mrs. Sherman's chair while the forty something cock sucker took her time giving him some of the best head he had ever had!!! After a while longer, she asked him, "When you have intercourse with Pamela, what is her favorite position?!?' "Um," he said thoughtfully, "I think she likes getting it from the back the best, I don't know why, but she seems to cum hardest when I mount her from the rear and really give it to her hard and fast!!!" A smile flickered over Mrs. Sherman's face and she offered, "I'm not surprised, with someone as sexually aroused as Pamela is, being taken in the most primitive way would just naturally give her the most pleasure and satisfaction!!!" "To this day," she went on, "my favorite position is when Mr. Sherman leans me over the back of a chair and really makes me take it hard and fast!!!" This was incredible, at first he thought he was in all sorts of trouble, and now, here was the mother of his girl friend not only sucking on his big prick like it was the last one on the face of the earth, she was also relating intimate details of her own sex life, just unreal!!! "Steven," she said softly, "I just want you to know what you're letting yourself into, because Pamela is indeed a very high maintenance young woman that will require you to spend and inordinate amount of time satisfying her basic sexual needs!!!" "For example," she went on, "when you are both home alone, she will demand that both of you be nude at all times, so that she can always see your penis, whether it's hard or soft it makes no difference, because as I've already told you, she is addicted to your pecker and will become quite panicky if it is out of her sight for too long!!!" "D-do you do that with Mr. Sherman," he gasped, "I mean, make him go naked for you?!?" "Of course I do," she said a matter of factly, "and even after all these years he's erect most of the time!!!" "H-how often do you suck him," Steve said haltingly!?! "Oh, at least twice a day," she said between licks, "I just love sucking cock, it makes me feel so feminine!!!" This was too much, the mother of his girl friend was a cock sucking maniac who was masturbating her muff while she did him!!! "Steve," she said softly, "your nut sack just tightened up, are you going to fill my mouth now!?!" He didn't even have a chance to answer, as the first blast from his sperm shooter exploded against the back of her throat!!! As the next shot filled her mouth, he moaned, "You're sucking me off, just like Pamela does, oh my, god, you both suck like whores!!!"
After he had shooting his last load, he stumbled back to his chair and collapsed, totally spent from the wild experience!!! She looked over at him and said, "I guess you'll do, just remember, my daughter's satisfaction is your number one priority, and by the way, we suck better that any whore, got it!?!"

Alpha Male

I never believed anything like this could ever happen to me, but I'm here to tell you that everything here in happened just as it occurred one year ago. Just to set the stage and give you a little back ground, I'm a happily married woman for eight years now, with two beautiful children and a husband who loves me!!! We aren't rich or anything, but my husband is a very successful corporate lawyer, so we're not hurting any, and by most standards we'd be considered upper middle class! At the time of the "incident", we had been married for seven years and both of us, my husband Pete and me, my name's Kaye, had been totally faithful to each other! The honeymoon had definitely worn off, but our sex life was pretty good, and neither of us, well me for sure at least, never even thought about greener grass on the other side of the fence! Oh sure, if I saw an attractive man I might think what he might be like, ya know, in the sack, but never more than a fleeting fantasy! We were just a couple of thirty something people who had a comfortable life together and who basically were just cruising along!!! And that, dear readers, is how this story begins!!!
Living in a big city, and coupled with the fact that Pete's law firm does work for a lot of the large corporations based here, we get a lot of invitations to functions connected with Pete's work! A lot of them are boring as heck, but usually you get a pretty good dinner out of it, and sometimes even the speaker is interesting!!! Well, about one year ago, we were attending a fund raiser for the local chapter for abandoned children! This particular event was a little different from most, in that there was assigned seating, and husbands and wives were split up and placed at different tables!!! Since I didn't know very many of the people attending this fund raiser, I immediately wished that I had stayed home, since I didn't have Pete to keep me company! The last thing he did before we split up, was kiss me on the cheek and wish me luck, and then he was off on his own looking for his table!!! I walked around the ball room until I found table twenty three, and sure enough, there was a place setting with my name on a little card in the middle of my dinner plate! As I was about to sit down, a voice from slightly behind me said, "Well, at least I get to sit next to a pretty lady, that makes it all worth while!!!" I turned to see who my unknown admirer was, and to my shock, it was someone that I knew, well not personally mind you, but I had seen him on television a hundred times, and I felt like I knew him!!! "Hi," he said with a dazzling smile, "I'm Jamere Jenkins, but everyone calls me JJ!!!" I must have looked like an idiot, because my mouth was probably hanging wide open, but I managed to introduce myself and then sit down!!! He took his place next to me and said, "I'm representing the team here to night, management wanted a big name, so they asked me, and from the looks of things I'm glad I came!!!" "I must have turned six shades of red, but when the star of the local professional basketball team throws you a compliment, well, I had to admit it felt pretty good!!!
In person, JJ was even more handsome than he appeared on TV!!! Everything about him was perfect, from the suit of clothes he was wearing to the perfectly straight white teeth that shone like ivory every time he flashed that million dollar smile!!! And from what I had read it was worth a million, as JJ was very popular as a pitch man for a variety of products!!! I had to admit that although I hadn't had much contact with African American men, it was obvious that this one was extremely attractive!!! As the evening wore on, JJ became more forward, taking every opportunity to touch my arm as to make a point about something he was saying!!! It was embarrassing, but every time we made contact, I could feel a jolt run through my body, just like a damn school girl!!! Our table was off to the side of the room, right next to and exit that led into a side corridor, so it was easy for anyone at our table to slip out if he or she had to use the rest room or make a phone call! During a particularly dull part of the program, JJ leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I'm going out in the hall, after about two minutes excuse yourself and go to the ladies room!!!" Before I could ask why, he was up and out of his seat and disappearing through the side door!!! I sat there dumbfounded, wondering what on earth a major star like JJ would want with a suburban housewife, but in exactly two minutes, I excused myself and headed for the ladies room!!!
I was almost there, when I heard him calling me from around the corner, "Kaye," he whispered loudly, "over here, hurry up!!!" I walked over to him slowly, wondering what the heck was up, but in the back of my mind knowing full well that I should turn around and run away!!! When I reached him, he took me by the arm and pulled me into a small closet that contained cleaning supplies and a large industrial vaccuum!!! "W-what do you want," I stammered, while knowing damn well what the answer was!?! "Just this," he said, before pressing his lips to mine and giving me one of the most passionate kisses I had ever experienced!!! I was stunned, almost like a deer caught in headlights, wanting to move, but unable to do so!!! He them whispered hoarsely into my ear, "Kaye, from the moment I saw you I knew I had to have you!!!" "Have me," I said between deep breaths, "I'm a married woman, we can't.........." But he shut me up with another mind numbing kiss, the kind that makes your knees go weak and your resolve disappear!!! The power I felt in his arms was incredible, and the sheer force of his personality was enough to make even a very faithful wife forget all about her husband and children!!!
When we pulled apart he said softly, "You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen, and I want you to know, I am going to have you!!!" I couldn't believe what was happening, and even more unreal was the fact that I was nodding my head and agreeing with him, me a married woman, making love to a strange black man in a janitor's closet!!! Again, he knew exactly what to say and when to say it, "Kaye, have you ever been taken hard, I mean really hard and totally ravished by someone who is insane to have you!?!" By now my knees were like Jell-O, and it was all I could do to whisper, "N-no, never!!!" "Turn around, Kaye," he said softly, "face away from me and lean against the wall with your hands!!!" Still a little unsure of myself, I offered no resistance when he gently but firmly turned me around and leaned me away from him!!! "W-what are you going to do to me," I stammered, while trying to look back over my shoulder!?! "Look straight ahead," he ordered, "you'll find out in a minute!!!" I could here him breathing hard now, but mixed in with his pantings, I heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper being lowered, and almost involuntarily, I groaned at the prospect of what was happening right in back of me!!!
"Are you ready, Kaye," he asked quietly?!? "R-ready for what," she gasped, "you still haven't told me what you want with me!?!" "Oh, Kaye," he chided, "you disappoint me, didn't you know what I meant when I said I was going to have you!?!" "I'm not sure," I said weakly, you have to tell me, I'm not used to word games!!!" "Ohhhhhhh," he said, "I see, you're not sure what my motives are, is that right?!?" "T-that's right," I replied, "you have to be more specific!!!" "Hmmmmm," he hummed, "maybe this is more specific," and with a quick jerk, he pulled up my dress and with the other hand, tore my panties right off, leaving me totally naked from the waist down!!! He took his finger, and while probing my vagina said, "Well, well ,well, it seems your pussy knew what I wanted all along, cuz you're as wet as any woman I've ever felt!!!" "Oh, jesus," I moaned, "k-keep doing that, it feels so good!!!" "My finger," he said incredulously, "that's nothing, feel this," and with a hard shove, he rammed his hard penis deep inside of my now flooded pussy!!! "Ohhhhhhhhhhh, god," I groaned, "you are filling me up so nicely, oh, JJ, fuck me harder, ohhhhhhh that feels so good, I've never..........." "You've never what," he asked softly?!? "I've never had anything like this before," I said while panting hard, "y-you're just taking from the rear and it's like nothing I've ever felt before, so full of cock, and so hard and thick!!!" "You mean your husband doesn't fuck you like this," he asked innocently?!? "You must be out of your mind," I moaned, "he could never make me feel like this, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I think I'm cumming, give it to me harder!!!" And he did just that, ramming his erection in and out of me like piston, hard and fast without missing a beat!!! Of course my orgasm was one for the ages, a white woman being taken by a giant black penis, every white woman's fantasy, but for me, a fantasy come true!!!
As he was fucking me, I wondered if I had the chance to have this monster cock everyday if I could take it, but as my third, or was it my fourth orgasm plowed through me, I knew the answer, and it was when and where, and I'll be there!!! On my final cum, he went a little crazy, because his own climax was right in time with mine!!! I reached around and covered his mouth with my hand, and thankfully, I was able to muffle the roar he let loose with as his cum jetted into my very receptive pussy!!! Thank god for me that there was that big vacuum sitting there, because without it, I would have slumped all the way to the floor!!! Cum was now running out of my pussy, but JJ even had a way of dealing with that!!! He took my torn panties and gently pushed them into my vagina, making sort of a make shift tampon for cum!!! Then he zipped up, I smoothed my dress, and after peeking out to make sure the coast was clear, we both casually drifted back to our seats as if nothing was out of the ordinary!!!
On the way home my husband asked, "So, did you sit with anybody interesting!?!" I just chuckled and replied, "There was a guy at my table, and I certainly got my fill of him!!!