Tarad Club

4pm, on Friday, and I have my little tapestry valise packed and ready. I shut off my computer and put on my coat. It’s the coat I bought in the women’s section of the Gap. The way it fits, a little too snugly and not quite big enough, it seems very obvious to me. I slip on my soft knit gloves, which hide the pink polish I’ve applied to my nails. I did them at my desk, with the office door closed, like Charlotte told me. My toes I did last night, as we watched television. I stop to say goodnight to my assistant, Tracy. She looks up from her computer and smiles and I blush. I wonder, as I always do lately, if she knows. She looks at the little tapestry valise in my gloved hand and then back at my face. She wishes me a good evening, and a good weekend. I return the wish, and hurry to the elevator.
The motel is about fifteen miles from the suburb where Charlotte and I live. It’s one of those rundown looking places on the side of the highway. The reservation is already made, and I retrieve the key from the office. The night-manager looks me over briefly, and I see disgust and curiosity register on his face, before he dismisses me completely.
It’s at the end of the row, the room Charlotte has rented. I unlock the door, step inside, and feel my heart catch. There is no telling what she has planned for tonight, what she’s decided she’d like me to do. I am helpless in her hands, and her desire to feminize me has rendered me her slave. Quickly, I strip and shower. My body has been waxed and smooth for some time now. The lacy panties, the garters, the stockings—all in white. The pink lipstick and lipliner. The blush beneath my cheekbones. I do my eyes dark. I clip the fall of her hair to my own. I slip my arms through the push-up bra and I actually have cleavage.
Inside a pair of white platform pumps, I feel sexy and vulnerable. I turn down the bed and lie down. The heat is just beginning to warm the room.
With a shaky hand, I’d already lit the votive candles Charlotte instructed me to light. I wish I had a drink, or a cigarette, but I have neither. The light flickers over the smooth skin of my flat tummy and I touch my painted fingers just beneath my pierced navel. I touch my crotch, lightly, and feel myself swell. Distracting myself, I rub one stiff little nipple against the irritating lace of my bra-cup.
A key in the door, and I’m on my belly. It’s Charlotte, of course, and she’s with someone else. A man, I can tell, from his voice, the way the air changes in the room, and he’s talking to her about me. He’s confirming what he can do to me for the money he’s paid. There is the sound of them making out behind me. I don’t want to look. He is groaning with pleasure and shame burns me alive. He has dropped and removed his pants from the sounds I hear, and Charlotte is complimenting him, his size, his hardness. She calls on me to turn around and have a look.
She says, Look at him, Michael. Look at how big he is. How beautiful.
Looking back, I don’t want to see his face. I am too embarrassed. So I stare only at his penis, large and dark, wrapped in Charlotte’s delicate pale hand.
He is asking again, with difficulty, what he can do. My head is back down in the pillow. I hear Charlotte tell him that he can fuck me.
She says, You can fuck my pretty little pussy up the ass.
In spite of his excitement, the man laughs. He is on the bed already, rubbing my cheeks with his large hands. He tugs at the panties, ignoring the little satin ties over my hips, yanking them off me. He slaps me once, twice, three times very hard on my ass. I feel the tears in my eyes. Charlotte tells him to wait just a moment. She wants to put a condom on him. She promises to suck him a little first if he agrees to wear protection. I listen while she performs all this on the man kneeling behind me.
There is the sound of him spitting, and then his fingers in my tight hole. He spits again, and shoves more fingers inside me. He asks me if I’m clean, and he demands to hear me say it.
I say, Yes sir I’m clean.
He growls, Say it again.
I say, Yes sir I’m clean.
Bitch, he says. I’m going to fuck your ass.
He sounds angry, and repeats how he is going to fuck my ass, only the second time he says, I’m going to rape your ass. I feel the head of his cock against me. It’s tip is blunt, slick, and cold from the rubber he’s wearing. He calls me a faggot, a sissy, a whore. He shoves his cock an inch inside me, groans, collects himself, and pushes it in further. I can feel the delicate tissues back there tearing, burning, bleeding. Charlotte, I moan, Charlotte. I’m not even thinking when I call out to her. She is stroking the back of my hand, finger clenching the cheap quilt. She is telling me to be quiet, to relax, to let what must happen just happen.
Too tight, I’m too tight, and I know it, but there is nothing I can do about it. I’m tensed up against the man pushing his cock inside my ass. At first I think I’m fighting against what’s happening, and maybe I am, just a little. But it’s my own erection that is tightening the muscles back there. My orgasm is spontaneous, and shattering, and in it’s wake his cock pushes easily through my suddenly relaxed and traumatized tissues. I can feel it, hot now even through the condom, splitting me open hopelessly.
Fucking me now, he’s lifted my fragile hips off the bed. I am his plaything, his sex-doll, his delicate slut. I’m done for now, and the knowledge makes me cum again, only this time it’s without an erection, and the contractions inside my body, which sheathes his thrusting cock, bring him, too, to the point of no return. He holds me motionless, thrust as deeply inside as he can go, and then slams frantically into my passive body, which suddenly wants all of him, all of him it can take, and somehow even that is not yet enough.
Sometime later, I am softly crying. My head is lying in Charlotte’s lap and I can feel the tears under my cheek. Her thighs are soft and naked and she is stroking the side of my face. She is telling me that everything is okay, that she loves me, that I am wonderful. What happened after the black man came inside me, I don’t remember. I fell, it seemed, into a steep decline of ecstasy. I woke here, in Charlotte’s lap, wrecked and bleeding. I am licking at her pussy as I weep. She tells me how amazing it feels. On my tongue I taste another man’s sperm and the hint of my own shit. I want to die now and I tell Charlotte of my wish and she says how beautiful I am just like this and then she cums.

I’m quite a lucky guy being married to Beth. We are what are considered a normal couple and both have good professional jobs. We have been married for ten years now and are still very much in love. For a 34 year old Beth looks great, with her long dark hair and freckled cheeks. Her figure is pretty good too, not as slim as a magazine model but she doesn’t carry that much extra weight, and for her age I think she is quite a looker! We probably make love with each other maybe once a week. However once or twice a year my lovely wife will indulge me in acting out some of our fantasies. This is usually where she takes the lead in bed and becomes the dominant one in our lovemaking, which caters for my submissive needs. This is what happened last Friday night, which I want to tell you about.
My mobile phone received a text message whilst I was in an important meeting at work. After the meeting had finished and I had a quiet moment I read the text that Beth had sent, and it simply read:
‘Pussy hungry. Hurry home.’
My cock stirred in my pants as I realized that Beth was in one of her rare dominant moods, and that I was in for a treat when I got home that evening. It was a struggle to get through the rest of the working day as I kept imagining what Beth would do to me later that evening.
At the end of the working day I finished work a little early to miss the traffic and rushed home. After I had parked the car I opened the door to our house. Unusually Beth was not in the hall to greet me and the house seemed quiet. As I placed my keys on the hall stand I noticed a handwritten note from Beth, it simply said ‘have a shower then go to bed and wait’ I rushed up the stairs and had a really quick shower then went to our bedroom and lay down in our bed to wait for Beth.
I only had to wait a few minutes for my adorable wife to come in to the bedroom. Where she said sternly ‘I’ve been waiting for you to come home all day.’ She approached the bed and with a quick movement pulled the quilt off leaving me lying naked on the bed. Beth then reached under our bed and took out some of her old stockings and proceeded to tie my wrists and ankles to the corners of the bed. Beth was quite expert at this as she managed to tie the restraints so that I had a little movement but they were tight enough that I couldn’t move much, or escape. When she had finished I was lying naked on my back with my legs spread apart and totally unable to move. In fact Beth had me just where she wanted me.
Beth said ‘you look great darling, you are making me feel rather horny’, with that she let her dressing gown fall to the floor to reveal some new expensive lingerie beneath. Beth was wearing a well fitting pair of nearly transparent white silk panties and a matching skimpy lacy bra, which barely held in her heavy breasts. I could see the outline of her pussy through the skimpy panties and noticed that she had shaved the area around her pussy lips leaving only a small tuft of hair above. Beth hardly ever shaved and usually left her pussy naturally hairy, so seeing it smooth was a huge turn on for me.
Beth moved to the side of the bed and sat down on our dressing chair. She was only a few feet away from me and looked gorgeous. It was a shame that I was unable to move to touch her. Beth said ‘I’ve been waiting for you to come home darling all afternoon and my pussy has been getting so wet for you.’ She then started to stroke her pussy through the flimsy panties and traced the shape of her pussy lips with her fingers. Beth was slowly teasing me, as she knew I was unable to move to touch her and could only watch. She unclipped her tiny bra and let her breasts swing free. I noticed her nipples were hard and engorged. She ran her fingers over her big nipples and gently pinched them and squeezed her breasts. Her other hand roamed over her pussy as she rubbed the panties in to her crack. Beth carried on rubbing herself through her panties for a couple of minutes while I watched her pleasure herself. She then spread her legs and moved her hand so that I could see her panties. They were now completely transparent as Beth had got so turned on and wet her juices had soaked in to them.
‘I don’t think I need my panties on anymore’ Beth said as she slowly lifted her bottom off the chair to peel them off. When they were off her ankles Beth reached over to me, held my nose so that my mouth had to come open and pushed her soaking panties in to my mouth. The smell was incredible and I could taste her wetness on my tongue and the back of my throat. Beth then stood up and pulled open her bedside drawer to get some washing line clothes pegs and clamped one on to each of my nipples. The pain was sharp. ‘You look ridiculous like that’ Beth said, sucking on my dirty panties and with pegs on your nipples.’ But she knew it turned me on as was evident by my hard cock, which was pointing up towards the ceiling.
Beth now completely naked sat back down in the chair next to the bed only a few feet away from me. ‘I need to come now’ she said ‘and I don’t need a wimp like you to do it for me’ She spread her legs and once again started to rub her fingers over her smooth wet hairless pussy lips. As her fingers moved over her pussy I saw her lips stretch open and saw the sticky wetness within. As she pleasured herself in front of me one hand circled her clit while the other pinched her nipples and kneaded her tits. As she became more aroused Beth reached down underneath the chair and pulled out a large pink dildo realistically shaped like a cock. I couldn’t believe this, as Beth had never used a dildo before in our lovemaking. She had always said that my cock was enough for her. Seeing my look Beth told me that she had recently done some mail order shopping.
Beth made herself comfortable and put one of her legs over the arm of the chair so that her pussy was spread wide open for me. I noticed that her thighs and pussy were shiny and sticky with her love juice. She took hold of the dildo and rubbed it up and down her shiny lips in front of me then slowly inserted the head of it into her slippery wet pussy. As Beth caressed her tits with one hand the other pushed the dildo all the way deep inside her, and she released a groan of pure pleasure. Beth continued pushing the dildo in and out of her smooth wet pussy. It made wet slurping sounds as her juicy pussy enveloped the plastic as she pushed it in. Her breathing became shorter and her moans louder as she brought herself off in front of me. Beth’s hands became a blur on her clit as she fucked herself with the dildo and with a loud long moan and shudder she obviously came.
As Beth’s breathing slowed to normal as she came down from her orgasm she reached over to me and pulled the panties out of my mouth and pulled the clothes pegs of my nipples. The pain was intense as the blood rushed back in to them and before I could get my breath Beth pulled the dildo out of her pussy with a loud ‘plop’ and slid it in to my mouth. The dildo was wet and shiny with Beth’s pussy juice and I could taste her. Beth fucked my mouth with the dildo pushing it in to my mouth hard so that it made me gag. She was certainly relishing he role of having me tied up and helpless before her. ‘Do you like the taste of my pussy on the cock?’ she said and I had to nod in approval.
Beth asked again ‘do you like the taste of pussy?’ and I nodded that I did and Beth said I had to have some more. With that she pulled the dildo from my mouth and straddled the bed over me. I looked up to see the glorious sight of her puffy, swollen pussy directly above my head. Beth slowly lowered herself down until her wet pussy was inches away from my mouth ‘taste me and make me come’ she said. As she sat down on my face I stuck out my tongue and ran it up and down her smooth wet slit tasting her slippery juices. Beth ground her pussy on my mouth and chin. I looked up and saw that as I was licking her she was pinching both her own nipples. I sucked on her clit as her juices covered my face and chin and as I licked Beth used my face and tongue to bring herself off. She groaned and her whole body seemed to shudder as another orgasm ripped through her.
Beth moved off my face and asked what I wanted. ‘I want to come ‘I said. ‘Pardon,’ ‘please I want to come’ I said again. I had to ask again ‘please let me come now’. Beth then repositioned herself facing me holding herself just above my cock. ‘What do you want?’ she asked again. ‘Please make me come’ I said. Beth suddenly sat down and my cock disappeared into her sopping wet pussy. Beth stared in to my eyes as she bounced up and down on my hard cock. She leant forward and pinched my nipples hard twisting them between her fingers. She ground her pussy on my cock and I thrust upwards to meet her downward movement. It didn’t take long as I was so turned on by watching Beth masturbate herself in front of me, and with a final deep thrust I spurted several jets of my sperm deep inside her pussy.
I knew what was coming now, and as Beth had tied me down there was no way of escaping it. It always seemed better thinking about it as a fantasy than actually doing it. Beth got off my cock and quickly moved up to straddle my head. ‘Eat up your messy cream pie now darling’ she said. As I looked up I could see the sticky mess that Beth’s pussy was in. Her smooth pussy lips were gaping open and were shiny and sticky with the combined juices of our lovemaking. Beth straddled my head with her pussy only a few inches away from my mouth. She tensed her muscles and pushed and a large globule of sperm dribbled out from her used pussy, I opened my mouth wide and it dripped in. I could taste the salty, bitter mixture as it stuck to my mouth and the back of my throat. Beth once again sat down on my face and commanded me to clean her up. I again licked up and down her slippery slit. This time it was much wetter as my sperm leaked out. I had to gulp it down and swallow as she ground her pussy on my mouth. Once again Beth used my mouth and tongue as she pinched her nipples to bring herself off to another orgasm.
When Beth had come she bent over and kissed me, tasting the last remnants of both our juices left on my lips. She untied my arms and legs and we embraced and cuddled each other on the bed. We were both tired after our efforts and fell asleep in each other’s arms.
All I can do now is wait until my lovely Beth feels horny in a dominant way again in the future.

It is evening:
I am lying all alone naked on my bed.
I am on my side with my hand gently caressing my buttock; not for any particular reason, just because it feels good to caress my tingling flesh.
I roll over on to my stomach and reach back with both hands and kneed both buttocks, it feels very pleasant as I squeeze a little harder and move my hands around changing the position of my squeezing, my buttocks feel warm and relaxed and all tingly from my manipulations.
The more I continue to squeeze and kneed my ass; the better it feels, so warm and comfortable, just plain nice!
I draw my knees up under my stomach so my ass is up in the air and I can manipulate my buttocks with more feeling, this is much better.
I find my self breathing a little faster, one of my fingers drifts by my asshole and my whole body tingles from the feel of its gentle caress.
This feels so wonderful! I bring both hands around and with each index finger gently draw little circles on each side of my asshole.
Ever so gently, I caress the edges of my anus; it is beginning to feel like it is on fire.
I can almost feel the blood coursing through my veins as my fingers caress with a feather like touch the very edges of my little hole.
I bring my right hand around to my mouth and suck on my index finger, it leaving it covered with saliva.
I return the hand back to my ass and ever so gently push the wet finger in to the centre of my hole and press ever so slowly into it.
Ever so slowly my finger penetrates into my as hole, as it presses onwards and deeper into my body I feel my flesh squeezing upon my finger, it feels so tingly, so hot, so wonderful.
I gently withdraw my finger a little and then press it back in, my ass feel hotter, wanting more; tempting me to go further.
I resist the temptation to move my finger faster; in and out; despite my longing to do so.
I tease myself not wanting to shorten the sensations: but my body cries out for more.
More, more, more!
I withdraw my finger and bring it back to my mouth and suck on it, lubricating it with more saliva, I can taste myself on the finger, not a totally unpleasant taste either.
I put my finger back into my mouth and then add another lubricating both fingers with saliva, and return them to my quivering asshole.
I gently press both fingers into myself, and it takes very little pressure to push them ever so slowly into my ass.
I slowly twist them sideways as I push them in deeper still twisting as I go.
I press inwards parting my anus as my mind screams at me to thrust them in and out faster and faster.
It is so hard to resist this calling, but I do!
The pressure on the walls of my anus feels so good as my two fingers press it apart, but I want more much more!
I withdraw my fingers and return them to my mouth, I suck both of them and then I add an additional finger to my mouth and suck and lubricate all three of them, enjoying the taste of my asshole.
Who ever said assholes taste bad was ever so wrong!
I reach back to my quivering asshole and squeezing my three lubricated fingers together I push them ever so slowly into my ass.
I feel the pressure as my fingers squeeze into the resisting anus, I feel so excruciatingly good as I push my three fingers further and further into my body.
My ass feels filled. It is tingling! It is on fire!
I cannot resist the urge to withdraw my fingers and push them back into my ass, I push back in with a little force, my body shakes with ecstasy I cannot resist, resistance is totally futile.
My mind calls for more stimulation!
I find my fingers out of my control.
All I can do is thrust them in and out of my asshole faster and faster, holding them further apart.
So deep in my ass! Such a wonderful feeling.
Opening it: making it fuller!
The pleasure mounts as my fingers thrust in and out; my whole being is centred on the feelings of my asshole.
I feel the hotness, the wetness; every nerve in my ass cries out for more and more stimulation, faster and faster I thrust in and out.
It feels like my whole fist is in my ass!
I squeeze my buttock hard with my other hand as my fingers thrust ever faster, ever harder in and out!
I am on fire: my ass trembles! It vibrates with sheer delight!
I cannot do more! I want more!
Such delight, such an exquisite delight my whole body quivers.
My senses overwhelm my brain.
My toes tense, my body shakes with ecstasy ~ with passion.
I almost pass out with the feeling of total pleasure!

I had just finished a shitty day of work and was driving home. Usually when I am driving home after a poor day at work I tend to relax by driving very aggressively down the deserted country roads on the way home. After a good hard drive home I am usually relaxed by the time I walk in the door. Today was no exception. I parked my car in the driveway and headed toward the door. I noticed that Mara’s car was in the driveway, and I remembered that she said that she was thinking about staying home from school to catch up on some over due homework. I walked into the house and called out for Mara. No response. Maybe she’s napping, I thought to myself. I took off my shoes and headed into the living room. Rounding the corner I step into the living room and can’t help but have my face light up into an enormous grin. There in the middle of the living room floor is Mara. Her tiny little frame is sitting on one of our backless bar stools, stark naked and restrained.
It seems she’s been waiting for me to get home for a while. This is just an amazing site to behold. She has her ankles handcuffed to the legs of the stool. She is bent over so that her stomach is against the tops of her thighs, and her wrists are handcuffed to the legs of the stool as well. This eliminates the possibility of her sitting up. She really isn’t sitting on the stool. Her ass is hanging off of the back end, and her thighs are what are supporting her on the stool. Before she attached her last hand she must have blindfolded herself into total darkness. Then I notice the two colored circles where her cunt hole and anus should be. She must have inserted a plug into each hole before binding herself to the stool. I start to walk forward and see not only has she blindfolded herself, she has also inserted a ball gag to keep herself quite. Mara’s screams can almost shatter my eardrums sometimes.
Although she has obviously taken the time to plan this out, she knows that I like to be in total control, and has forgotten one thing. She can’t see or speak, but she can hear me moving around. This must give her some sense of comfort, so it must be taken away. I know that when she is in these moods she likes to feel helpless and confused. I walk over to the stereo on the other side of the living room and start flipping through the CD’s. I find an appropriate music selection and press play. I turn the volume up just as the first song starts and make sure the CD player is on repeat. Mara jumps as the sound pounds out of the speakers. Now I have total control.
I walk up to Mara’s tiny little ass and give each ass cheek a good hard slap. She jumps from the contact. I guess she didn’t realize I was so close. I then walk to the bedroom, remove my cloths and retrieve the digital camera. I head back to the living room. God Mara’s little frame looks good like this. I walk towards her and start snapping pictures. I take a half dozen or so. Then I move behind her. She is starting to drip her pussy juices onto the stool. I make sure I get a few close-ups of her leaking. I then kneel behind her and start to lick her clit. I can barely hear her moans. I wonder how long she has been waiting for the first contact to her clit. As I’m licking her clit from underneath O reach up and remove the plug from her dripping little cunt. It’s harder to pull out than normal. I must be feeling resistance from the plug in her ass rubbing against it. I give it a little harder tug and out it comes with a pop. It’s HUGE. I’ve never seen this one before. It must be new. It’s a normal length of course, but it’s about 2” to 2 ½” in diameter. Her little dripping fuck hole is now gaping. I step back and snap a half dozen more pix of just her gaping cunt.
I am now rock hard and need to fuck something bad, but I resist. I know that’s what she wants as well. I remove the medium sized plug from her ass and can see almost all the way down to her stomach. Now she has two gaping holes begging to be wrecked. I snap a few more pix of her dual gape and set the camera down. It’s time to play!
I enter three fingers into her gaping cunt easily and start to slide in and out. It seems that the huge plug had done just that. Plugged her hole and kept the juices from coming out and now that it’s gone she is leaking all over. It has even started to drip from the stool to the floor and make a nice sound as it accumulates. With how easy I got three fingers into her I decide to add a fourth and start to feel some resistance. Although Mara has asked me to fist her on several occasions, she has trouble getting stretched big enough. I remove my fingers and walk around to her head. I smear her juices all over the top of the ball gag and under her nose. I know she loves the taste of her own pussy and being able to smell it without tasting it is just another torture.
Deciding I want to see how she got that huge plug into her pussy I grab it and start rubbing the sides of it up and down her dripping slit to lube it up. I then start to slowly push this monster into her cunt. It starts out easy then I start to hit some resistance. I start to fuck her with it, each time getting a little further into her sopping hole. Suddenly I pass the widest point of the plug and her pussy sucks it in quickly. Wow that was really hot. I start to pull and tug on the plug, but not enough for it to slip from her pussy. I can see her squirming on the stool and know she is loving this. I figure she deserves a reward for setting this whole thing up with out being asked. I keep of the motions and increase the pace. I suddenly see a little piss leak out of her. I stop playing with the plug and walk around to her ear. “Do you have to pee?” I ask. Mara nods quickly. “Have you been tied up here long?” I ask her. Again, quick nodding. “Hold it until you cum, and then release it as you cum” I tell her. A slight pause and then she nods in approval.
I return to the plug that’s jammed into her cunt and begin my manipulations again. I start slow, but quickly increase the pace. I can see her head moving from side to side, although I can barely hear her moans/whines because of the music. Soon I see a little more piss leak out of her pussy. Then her head snaps back and I am getting soaked by her erupting urethra as she has a spine-breaking orgasm. I don’t stop the plug pounding until she has stopped her stream that is still squirting from her. Soon it’s slowed to a drizzle then to nothing. Her whole body goes limp and I can see her breathing heavily.
I take my dick in hand and smear it on the drippings all over the back of the stool. Once I’m nice and lubed up I line the end of my cock with her gaping anus. I lean forward and plunge balls deep in one thrust. Mara feels tight inside with the huge plug in her pussy. I start to pound in and out of her beautiful ass. I can feel the ridge of the plug rubbing the underside of my cock. This makes it hard to last long, so I remove my cock and then the plug from her pussy. Once her pussy is empty I reinsert my cock back into her tight anus and continue my pounding. It isn’t as tight now and I’m no longer close to cumming. Here is where it’s time to have fun. Mara’s ass is loose and she has already had one incredible orgasm so she’s relaxed. I start to pick up the pace and really pound into her ass. I can feel my balls slapping against her clit and can tell she can feel it as well. Mara’s head is now flopping from side to side again. I grab her hips for more stability and pound the living shit out of her. I stop suddenly, pull out and grab the camera. Her ass is gaping so big I can see her entire insides. I snap a few pix and then return to her pounding. I now need to cum so bad that’s all I can think about. I can feel my orgasm start to build in my lower back and sweep through my pelvis. I feel my cock start to swell and then erupt in an almost scary imitation of a fire hose filled with cum. I keep slamming into Mara’s ass until my cock become too sensitive to move.
I them remove my dick slowly and let it plop out of her ass. A little cum follows me out, but I look into her ass and can see the lake of semen pooling inside. I grab the camera and snap a few pix of her cum filled and wrecked ass. “Push my cum out of your ass” I yell. No response. She is totally used and exhausted. CRACK, my hand comes down hard on her right ass cheek. “Push my cum out of your ass” I demand again. I see her huge anus start to shrink and the cum start to bubble to the surface. I raise the camera and start to shoot away. I can see my thick cum dripping out of her ass. Some of it running down her thigh, some running down into and out of her open cunt, and some just falling to the floor.
What an amazing site to see. Mara bound to a stool, blindfolded, gagged, both fuck holes gaping, and my cum dripping from her ass to a puddle of cunt drippings and piss on the floor. Mara really knows how to relax me after a hard day at work.
Sodomite. ^__^

Chapter 1: “Sporty’s” Secret Revealed
The Spice girls were halfway through recording their debut single, and as progress was going well on their first album too, the record company had given them the day off.
The girls all liked to spend their free time on their own, to catch up with family and other friends away from the band. Geri had gone home to visit her parents, Emma took her nieces to the zoo and Victoria had gone to a health spa for the day to unwind, leaving Mel B and Mel C alone in their hotel. “What do you feel like doing then Mel?” asked Scary Spice as she sat on the king-size bed in her band mate’s room, which was conveniently next to hers, an adjoining door presenting the girls who had quickly become the best of friends since forming the group. Sporty shrugged, “I was going to go down to the hotel gym for a workout” she replied, dressed in her trademark baggy tracksuit and Liverpool football shirt.
“Mind if I join you mate?” enquired Mel B “I’ve got nothing to do today, just mope around here.”
Mel C smiled, “No, course not babe,” she replied, “I’ll be glad of the company.” Scary was dressed in a tight leopard print mini-dress, obviously not suitable for working out in, so she said she would go and grab her kit and meet her there, as the hotel’s fitness suite was only on the floor above theirs. Sporty Spice nodded and headed out the door and up the stairs to the gym.
Both girls worked out for around an hour and a half before they were both hot and tired. “I’m done” panted Scary, “I’m off back to my room for a shower, you coming too Mel?” Sporty was jogging on the treadmill and breathlessly looked over at her friend “No, I’m going to do a couple more miles, I’ll see you at the bar in an hour, OK mate?” Scary lifted her shirt and wiped her sweaty forehead. Sporty spice couldn’t help admire the way her dark skin glistened in the light as the little beads of sweat clung to her smooth stomach.
“Alright then,” she replied, “Have fun” before she turned and headed towards the gym door. Sporty didn’t reply, instead her attention was focused on the way her best friend’s curvy round ass swayed in her tight black shorts, as she sauntered out of the room. She felt her breath quicken, more than was normal for this intensity of exercise, she had clearly become attracted to her dark skinned band-mate and friend. There was no denying that she was attractive, but so were all the other girls and she felt no attraction to them. She attempted to shake the thoughts from her mind and continued her run for another 5 minutes or so. It was no good, she couldn’t get the lustful thought out of her mind and she was becoming concerned about her feelings for her beautiful friend.
She wondered if a cold shower would do the trick, after all she had agreed to meet her later in the bar and knew if she wasn’t careful she might alarm Scary, by staring at her fabulous body. She switched off the running machine and wiped her dripping brow with her towel before heading out of the door and down the stairs to her floor. She slipped the key in the lock, turned the handle and entered her luxury apartment suite, slipping off her warm training shoes, leaving them by the door, which she then closed and re-locked behind her. She tossed her gym towel on the floor next to the bed and got a clean one from the cupboard before peeling off her sweaty shirt and loose-fitting pants before heading to the bathroom in her sports bra and briefs. As she entered the bathroom, she heard the shower was switched on and immediately covered her scantily clad body with the towel, unaware of the identity of the intruder.
Sporty put one hand against the shower curtain, still firmly clutching the long bath towel against herself with the other before pulling the curtain back and shouting. From the shower turned a stunned looking Mel B clutching her breasts with one hand and covering her privates with a sponge, with the noise from the shower she hadn’t heard Sporty enter and her yelling had given her a fright. “Bloody hell Mel, you scared the living daylights out of me, I thought I was supposed to be the scary one!” she chuckled as she relaxed from her shock.
Mel stared her for a moment, the way the white suds ran seductively along her curvy sensuous torso and along her long shapely thighs. Although she had successfully obscured her genitals from view, her one small hand was hardly sufficient to cover both of her full round breasts and great handfuls of soft brown-tit flesh spilled out from around her widespread fingers.
There was certainly nothing scary about her, thought Sporty, as her mind was once again filled with impure thoughts about her now naked soapy pal. “What are you doing in my shower,” muttered Sporty, not minding one bit the reason for her more than welcome intrusion. Mel B explained that she was having trouble with the shower in her own room and had slipped through the connecting door to use hers as she thought she wouldn’t be back for a while. “You don’t mind do you love?” she asked, as Mel C tried to take her eyes from her fabulous naked body.
“Er… no of course not mate….,” she stammered, finally managing to lift her eyes to her friend’s smiling face “……I’ll go and wait outside until you’ve finished. Mel B chuckled, “Don’t be daft….” She said calmly “…….you can jump in here with me, we all look the same, you’ve nothing I haven’t got myself.” Mel C squirmed with discomfort at her friend’s kind offer muttering “Huh, that’s what you think” to herself, before refusing the offer Mel B had made. “Come on, stop messing about” she responded “Strip off and jump in, you can come and wash my back for me.”
Mel C felt her breath begin to quicken again, how she desperately wanted to comply with Scary’s request, but how could she, she wasn’t like other women. Again she refused the offer. Mel B looked at her sternly, she seemed to be getting genuinely annoyed with her friend’s immature behaviour and, more seriously, offered again “Come on Mel for pity’s sake, anyone would think you fancied me or something!”
Mel C felt her stomach sink, if she didn’t get in with her she may tell the rest of the band she was a bit funny, and then maybe they’d find out about her secret.
She had to get into the shower and she knew it.
She reached up and pulled the bra top over her head, revealing her smallish, but perfectly formed hard pink breasts. Mel B smiled, “There, that didn’t hurt did it, honestly” she said as she turned back to the shower rubbing the soap filled sponge over her long slender arms. Mel C dropped the long fluffy towel to the floor, and looked over at Mel B, good she thought, she’s not looking.
Placing her thumbs cautiously inside the elasticated waistband of her large lycra-style underpants, all the while glancing over to the shower as she slowly lowered them inch-by-inch. She took her eyes away from the shower as Scary Spice was washing her long frizzy hair and had her eyes closed to stop the shampoo running into her eyes. Glancing down at her groin, she continued to carefully slide down the tight, constricting pants until the top of her thick dark pubic hair met her vision. With one last cautious look over to her occupied friend, she slid the pants down further.
This is where her “differences” became obvious.
Whereas most women’s pubes formed a neat triangle along the crotch to the vagina, hers forked in the middle and continued onto the top part of her thin athletic thighs.
In the middle of this unique arrangement of hair hung a long thick veiny penis, with two big heavy balls hanging freely below it.
She had managed to get through school P.E. lessons with a combination of forged sicknotes, phoney appointments, imaginary ‘women’s trouble’, and good old fashioned truancy, but this time she was in grave danger of being caught out.
Mel B had by know finished her hair, which in contrast with its usual vibrant bushy appearance now clung to her back and the sides of her face, as it hung heavy with the water. She stared out at Mel C, who fortunately had her back to her and, rubbing her eyes called out to her “Come on babe, I need you to scrub my back,” Mel C breathed in deeply and tucked her thick cock and balls between her legs, giving the feminine triangle of pubic hair one would expect to find there.
“Coming,” she replied nervously as she waddled awkwardly towards the cubicle. As she entered the cubicle with her friend Mel B reached over her shoulder and handed Sporty a soap covered sponge. Mel C took the sponge in her hand and squeezed it, releasing a creamy white lather to its surface. She took the dripping sponge and placed it gently on Mel’s chocolate brown coloured back, her hands trembling as she smoothed the lather across her soft ebony flesh, watching lustfully as the rivulets of water and soap trickled down her back and between her soft peachy bum cheeks. Sporty was now panting hard as she felt herself becoming more and more aroused as her bare wet hands rubbed the soapy suds over Scary’s yielding flesh.
Mel B purred contentedly “Mmmmm that feels nice” she said softly as her friend’s hands caressed her naked body.
Suddenly, with the soft appreciative moaning of her fantasy dream woman her thighs were forced slightly apart, as her stiffening penis sprang back between her thighs, brushing Mel B’s cute round ass on it’s journey forward. Mel B jumped as it dragged across her buttocks.
“What’s that?” she asked inquisitively as the pressure was removed from her bottom. Mel C stood frozen to the spot, unable to think of a suitable explanation. As no answer was forthcoming, Mel B turned round quickly to see for herself what had happened behind her. The soap on her body had enabled Mel C’s trembling hands to remain on her skin as she spun round sharply and were now placed over her big round chocolaty toned bosoms.
Mel B looked down in the area which the unknown feelings had emanated from. Her eyes widened, and her jaw dropped as she was confronted with Mel C who’s face was red with embarrassment, stood before her, with outstretched hands placed tenderly on her ample bosom, with her long thick penis swelling as she watched it. “Oh my god!” she gasped as she watched it grow and stiffen in front of her, “Is that real?”
Mel C continued to lovingly fondle at her best friends perfect fleshy tits, somewhat annoyed at her band-mates stupid question “Of course it’s real,” the feel of her ebony goddess causing it to reach its full impressive length and hardness, until it pointed straight upwards between the girls’ naked glistening bodies. Mel B continued to gawp at Sporty’s now throbbing dick,” So that’s why you wear those baggy tracksuit bottoms” she uttered still somewhat disbelievingly at the bizarre sight before her.
“Exactly,” she replied, “I could hardly walk round in those skimpy outfits you lot parade around in with this hanging there could I?”
Mel B laughed nervously at Mel C’s flippant remark feeling her own body tingle and her nipples begin to harden under the firm hands of the shemale superstar. Mel C took her partner’s hardening nipples as a sign of her own arousal, and began to feel more relaxed with the awkward situation. Scary offered an hand forward, she had obviously become aroused by touching her naked body so surely she wouldn’t mind her curiosity, however she asked anyway “Can I touch it?” Mel C was secretly thrilled at the prospect but managed to disguise her feelings of sheer horny lust and calmly muttered, “If you want to.”
Within seconds her slender fingers were gently stroking along the length of Mel C’s cock causing her to tremble with excitement. Mel B looked down as she watched her long dark fingers wrap firmly around her friend’s engorged genitalia. Sporty gasped with pleasure as she felt the warm soapy digits encircle her already aching erection. She gave Scary’s tits a little squeeze, bringing a sultry smile to the pouting lips of their owner.
Mel B’s hand, lubricated by the wet soap running along her arms, began to slide her hand slowly along Mel C’s rigid tool. Mel C leaned over towards Scary Spice, whispering softly in her ear, “Mmmmmmm….that’s nice,” before lowering her head and kissing Scary softly on her fantastic fleshy boobs, tweaking her long black nipples to full hardness as she sucked greedily at each one in turn.
Mel B was getting equally turned on as she began to properly wank at the thick veiny “Chick Dick” between their female figures.
Sporty could tell that Scary was enjoying it just as much as she was and was eager to take things further. “Now you know what it feels like, why don’t you see what it taste’s like?” As an extremely sexy looking woman, Mel B had obviously sucked more than her fair share of hard male cock, and she was sure a female cock would taste no different, but she was keen to get it in her mouth all the same. “Would you like that, you dirty bitch,” whispered Mel B, as she dropped slowly to her knees. Mel C stroked her cheek lovingly with the back of her hand, “You know I would, more than anything” she replied as she watched Scary spice’s lips part to take in her rock hard member. She closed her eyes and ran her fingers through Mel B’s silky long hair as she felt her mouth close around the base of her schlong.
Sporty was amazed that Mel had managed to take her entire length straight down her throat in one go, she was obviously a well experienced cock-sucker! Mel C rubbed her slender fingers over her firm toned stomach as she slowly moved her hand up towards her delicate muscular breasts. It was true what people said about tongue studs aiding fellatio, she thought as she rolled her little pink nipple between her fingers, feeling the cold gold piercing digging into the bottom of her shaft as Mel B’s tongue flicked along it as she continued to frantically suck on Sporty Spice’s twitching pole, her left hand slipped between her pale defined legs, stroking gently at her scrotum.
Mel B was eager to see if a female cock was capable of ejaculation, and her sucking became more urgent. Mel C felt her balls tighten in Scary Spice’s tender hand; she was about to get her answer. Mel C grabbed Scary’s head and pushed it violently onto her cock, so her thick wiry pubes tickled her nose and cheeks and grunted as her cock jolted in Mel B’s throat, firing a rapid shot of creamy seed straight down her gullet. Mel B was unmoved by the sudden introduction of her ejaculate and calmly gulped it straight down into her belly. Mel C then slid her cock back out slightly, so as to fill her mouth with her spunk, rather than let her have it all to herself. As he continued to spray Mel B’s tonsils with her hot cum, her lips remained firmly clamped around her partner’s big fat hairy cock as she milked every drop of jism from her now softening dick.
When she had finished cumming, Mel B looked up at Sporty, and as she grinned at her, small trickles of spunk ran from he corners of her mouth.
Mel C lifted Scary up gently and looked deep into her dark twinkling pupils she leaned forward and placed her mouth over Mel B’s lips, which she willingly parted, letting the gooey spunk flow freely between their open mouths.
Mel C felt her hand stray down to her partner’s neatly trimmed bush as she ran her index finger along Mel B’s dripping gash. She felt the lips separate with her touch and she slipped her first two fingers deep inside her moist pink slit. Although Mel C had none of her own, she quickly found Mel B’s hard little clit and prodded at it firmly, finger-fucking her to several noisy orgasms as little pools of semen were exchanged between the young womens’ lashing tongues.
As both girls eventually swallowed their share of the spunk, Mel B’s orgasms subsided and the pair stood up and washed each other’s tingling hot bodies before switching off the shower and wrapping their large bath-towels around their chests, covering their still glowing young bodies. As they entered the re-entered the main area of the hotel room, there was a knock on the door. Mel B unlocked the door and opened it.
Stood there was Victoria, who had returned early from the health spa.
“What are you doing in here Mel?” she enquired, and Mel explained about the situation with the shower in her room. Then Vicky noticed the smelly training shoes by the door, as she entered the room and closed the door behind her. Then she looked on the bed and spied Sporty’s discarded tracksuit covered in sweat on the duvet.
Vicky looked at Mel C who was stood closely behind her new lover. “Honestly…..” she remarked snootily “….This place is a disgrace!” Mel C felt cheesed off with Victoria’s arrogant comment and snapped back at her sharply “God Vicky, just ’cause you’re Posh Spice, doesn’t mean you’re any better than the rest of us you know.” Vicky was somewhat taken aback by Sporty’s brutal reply. “What do you think Mel,” she enquired, directing her question at the genuine female of the two. “I think she’s right Vic, I think you need to lose a few heirs and graces you snotty cow,” watching as Vicky’s smug expression turned to one of surprise.
Then she reached her slender brown-skinned hand behind her and gave Mel C’s dick a gentle squeeze, “And I think I might know how.”
…Continued In Part Ii-(”Not So Posh after all”)

It all started with identities hidden behind pseudo names. Everyone feels the need to cover themselves in the beginning and we did as well. When I first met him I cared very little for him. His personality, the one he fronted for his audience, left me imagining a rather crude and immature person behind the name. In all honesty I cannot remember why we spoke at all. I remember there was an exchange of pictures, much hesitation on my part. To me he was the jock of the school while I was the lowly Band Geek who only knew him from the football games we were both attending but for different reasons. Then all contact was lost and I thought all was well. I thought wrong.
A few months down the road I caught up with him again, tossed into the same online group as he was in. Weeks went by when I was neither active or he was not active. Finally one day I realized we do have a thing or two in common and gave him another chance. After speaking with him for a few hours I realized we had a lot in common and the personality I had been given had been all for show. The person I was talking to now, and was getting to know, was actually nice, funny, caring in a sense.
The months rolled by after we finally got to know each other. His relationship took a turn for the worst and I felt there was nothing I could do to console him. Struggling with self-confidence and such we lost contact for a few weeks again. Late one night we got to talking again though. I learned that his relationship had not been as intense as I once thought it to be. That at the ripe age of eighteen he had not given himself to this girl that he dated. I myself being two years older them him was a bit startled that I had been more exposed to such activities at his age than he was. And he was the jock!
I realized there was something I could do for him, and for myself. The next day I planned a trip to his home town. I was going to show him how little he was missing with his ex and how much he truly did not know of. Perhaps I was in it a little for myself, finding my sex life to have run dry in the past months of my life. Breaking in a virgin seemed just the thing to jump start an adventure.
As my departure day arrived I found myself quite turned on by the idea of meeting this younger version of everything I had ever wanted. I had been sent plenty of pictures of him and knew quite a bit about him. He and I exchanged ideas of what we would want to do to each other once we met up but we had never seriously thought of meeting either. Now I let my fantasies free, let them flood my mind. I thought of his strong and muscular body. I thought of the different ways he had dressed for me, of the different expressions he had. Feeling the first signs of arousal running rampant through my body I carried on in my own thoughts. His playful way of showing off for me, the sweet words he said. I did not want to be involved, I just wanted to show him how to please a woman so that his next girlfriend would be more willing to stick around.
Sitting on the airplane I had mixed emotions. I wanted him to know what it was like to share something with someone…just as much as I wanted to tie him up and have my way with him. I could not wait to see him in real life, the anticipation making me wet already. My nipples hard beneath my thin white shirt. My silk panties causing quite a stir for me while I was confined to a single seat amongst strangers. Finally the plane landed. Now it was time to meet my friend, the object of my affection.
There in the terminal, sitting where he said he would be, wearing the beanie he knew I loved. He was hunched over some piece of literature and so I took my time looking him over. Adjusting my shorts a bit and making sure I looked fitting for a good time I strode over, standing in front of him so that his first line of view would be my tight thighs.
Suddenly he looked up, seeming a bit startled at someone in front of him and I feel apprehensive. Then a knowing smile came across his face and he stood, wrapping me up in a hug. His hug had been a bit more than I had ever expected, his arms strong around me, his height being just perfect that were he aroused as I was I would know in an instant. A bit disappointed that I did not feel any other part of him greet me in such fashion, granted he did not know the true reason behind my visit I was willing to forgive him.
Walking next to me I could feel his eyes staring at me and then running across my body. It seemed he did not know what to do and I felt like a young teenager again, walking next to the boy from Science class who had just asked me out but did not know what to do next. He nearly jumped when I pointed out my luggage coming around the carousel and snatched it all up quickly. I could not help but laugh at his eagerness, seeing the soft look in his eyes as he led me out to his car.
Opening the door for me I could see clearly his strong hands. How often I had imagined those hands across my body, taking of it what they wanted. I smiled at him and slipped in. As he drove I took time to study his face. I remembered thinking back to when I saw some of his first pictures thinking that he looked like he could be a musician. The way his dark green eyes reflected what he was thinking, his thoughtful expressions, and the devious looks he sometimes had. Right now though, all I could see was nervous on top of nervous on his face and I had to smile a bit.
When we got to my hotel I threw my luggage to the closet and flopped onto the bed. He watched carefully and stood rigid a step inside the room. I smiled coyly at him and began to unbutton my blouse a bit.
“..hot in here.”
He answered with a nod, pulling the beanie from his head to reveal the dark hair that I had nearly come over when I was shown pictures of it spiked. My fingers pulled at the buttons and I finally slid my clothing from my shoulders. Still he stood motionless.
Slowly standing I let me hands run across my stomach before lifting them behind him to unclasp my half cup lacy bra, letting it fall to the ground with little sound. His expression changed slowly and I saw him fidget for a moment, his eyes averting and then returning to me, falling into what could have been a stare had I not interrupted it.
I walked to him, running the palms of my hands lightly across my hard nipples to further stimulate them. Wrapping my arms around his neck I pressed myself to him, finally feeling the greeting I had flown for. Gazing into his eyes for a moment I felt a rush of excitement over me. It had been building in my stomach for quite a while and now it released, sending a chill down my spine. I put my mouth to his, feeling his soft lips beneath my own for the first time. Such a spark flew…I knew this was the beginning of something wonderful. Luckily for me he kissed back eagerly, having waken from his mild trance. Soon I was lost within his kiss. Taking his bottom lip between my own I sucked on it gently, feeling my muscles contract and loosen as I stood so turned on. I pressed my tongue inside of his mouth and it was greeted quickly, a roll of his own and then a flick to the tip. He had obviously been practicing or imagining for quite some while. Then I felt his arms wrap around me, pulling me into him.
Pulling from the kiss rather quickly I ran my fingers over his face, the small patch of soft hair beneath his mouth, running my fingers across his lips, up his jawline and wrapping to the back of his neck, leaning in to kiss him again, feeling lost in the moment. Needless to say I was a bit startled when he pulled from me. I could see him biting his lower lip, I could nearly hear him arguing with himself in his head. I slowly started backwards towards the bed again. Unfastening and dropping my shorts to the floor, standing before him in just my silk panties I smiled slyly, beckoning for him to come forth and take me.
Finally he removed his shirt, done rather quickly, revealing all that I thought his chest and stomach would be. This was the first time I had ever caught glimpse of the teal and grey serpent on his stomach and was a bit surprised by it, knowing it would be the object of my loving attention later. Sliding myself on to the bed I lay down and waited for him. He did not take long. His warm kisses started at my stomach and then he jumped to my neck. Soft and slow were his kisses and while I adored how sweet he was being, I knew I could not hold out for as long as this seemed like it was going to take.
Sitting up I pushed him down, straddling him and nipping at his neck quickly. My teeth pinched at his skin as I descended down from his ear to his shoulder. I replaced my nips with kisses and the kisses turned to long sucks against his neck. I took his earlobe in my mouth and sucked on it for a moment before releasing it and releasing a stream of warm air into his ear. I leaned over and kissed his mouth again, wanting to taste of his sweetness before I destroyed the innocence he still had.
My mouth travelled quickly down his neck and shoulders and stopped on his chest, my tongue teasing at his hard nipples, my breasts pressing against his abdomen. I gently bit at them and sucked them, the other one being rolled between my thumb and forefinger. I licked against his chest, long, hungry licks, until I slid far enough down to meet with his stomach. I could feel his cock pressing against his jeans, my tits settling on either side of it. I traced the serpent with the tip of my tongue and then sucked the pattern of the ink. Gently rocking against his body I could again see the expression on his face change, smiling to myself with his new look.
Kissing slowly from the serpent I let my hands quickly unfasten the button holding his jeans together, watching him as I did so. The familiar sound of metal running against metal as I unzipped him I tugged his jeans downward, him more willing than not to help. In front of me was this hard cock, just waiting to be handled from this handsome guy who was laying before me, quite nervously might I add.
I pressed my mouth to it through the cotton of his boxers, breathing hot air through the breathable fabric. My hands rubbed the length of it, admiring its size. I closed my eyes, fantasizing what was soon to come and feeling myself grow wetter with the more I thought. Soon I felt his hands on my shoulders and I pulled his cock from its prison. The skin to skin contact of it and my hands send a shiver down my spine and something through him as I felt him jerk from me momentarily. I glanced up at him and noted his smile before proceeding.
My hands rubbed gently at first, and then stroked upward in a hand over hand motion. I cupped the head of his cock in one hand and quickened my pace with the other, letting it rub in the palm of my hand for a moment. I could see his muscular stomach tighten every time I changed what I was doing to him. My thumb ran across his ridge and I felt him hold his breath. Lowering myself to him I slipped the head of his cock into my wet mouth, sucking softly. I continued stroking his shaft as I did so, increasing the pressure of my mouth, tightening my lips around his cock as my speed began to increase. My hand gripped him a bit harder and then stopped all movement. I allowed more into my mouth, sliding slowly down on it, sucking against it harder and harder as I went, careful to avoid using my teeth. After I had taken half of it in I retreated to just the head again and used my saliva as a lubricant, going back to slowly jerking him off. Pulling him from my mouth entirely I licked the length of him, making sure to flick my tongue against his ridge once more. Feeling him harden more in my hand seemed to have turned me on more than surprise me.
Deciding that he should have his fun too I went back to straddling him, watching as his hands were no long leaden and able to take part in doing to me as I had hoped he fantasized about prior to our meeting. He grabbed at my tits, a bit rough, not that I was one to complain. Pinching my nipples in his fingers I let out a low moan, they had been stimulated for so long it was wonderful to have a bit of relief. He continued to grab at my tits for a bit before leaning up to suck at a nipple, my eyes closing from pleasure. I ran my fingers though his hair and let out another moan, feeling his cock press against me, wanting to take him then, there, at that very instant. Leaning into him I felt as one of his hands slipped and fell between my legs. I could feel his hesitation before pressing his hand against my wet pussy. He dragged his finger lightly against the silk of my panties, driving me crazy and I let him know by digging my fingertips into his skin. It seemed only to drive him, applying a bit more pressure before poking his fingers into the silk. He probed about for a moment, pressing against my clit and sending a moan from my mouth again, one quite unexpected by me, and then sliding down and inserting a finger in me. I ached to have him, all of him, inside of me, fucking me wild but knew I had to wait, to practice patience. He seemed to be thrilled by the reaction I was giving him, making sure to draw everything out longer than anyone on earth. I put my mouth against his neck and sucked as hard as I could. He answered by pushing two fingers into me, sliding easily with as turned on as I was.
Finding I was quite patient, by my own standards that is, I stood from him abruptly and pulled my panties from my body. I sat again, pressing the head of his cock to my opening, letting it slip in just an inch, clenching my muscles around it and then pulling it back out again. I did so again, pushing him in a mere two inches, clenching, and removing. I could see the silent plea in his eyes and knowing I could not keep it up much longer I lowered myself to him, letting his full length inside, a small sigh escaping me, quite surprised by his size. I had seen it, felt it, sucked it, but when it went deep into me it was altogether different. I felt his hands back on my tits and I leaned forward a bit, letting my nipples rub against his chest and I slowly worked my way up and down his hard cock. I worked slowly, trying to let it all build for the both of us. I let all of my motion come from my pelvis alone, pressing into him, pulling a way from him. I felt my own climax build but knowing my first is always my greatest I wanted to hold onto it as long as I could so I pulled away from him far enough that he came out and rolled over beside him, kissing his chest and shoulders, glancing up at him with a playful smile.
Soon I found him on top of me. He had my hands pinned down over my head and in the pillows. He worked his way between my legs and slowly pushed into me. I closed my eyes once more, not believing I was truly here, truly feeling him inside of me. I wanted him to fuck me silly, waited for him to pound into me but he did to me as I did to him and teased me for a bit. Finally, after what seemed an eternity and as I clung to the last bit of restraint I had I felt him pick up his speed. Obviously he was not going to be able to hold out for much longer either. I arched my back a bit so that he had a grand view of my tits, the way they started to bounce against my chest when he increased his speed. He braced himself on his elbows, his hands beneath my shoulder blades and biting into his lower lip as he watched my face, perhaps wondering if this was really alright by me. I felt him watching me, rather than saw, and met my eyes to his.
“I want to be fucked by you, hard. I want to feel everything you have kept inside for as long as you have. I want your cock to explode inside of me….”
From there on out he did just as I had asked. He fucked me harder than I had ever been fucked. He rammed his cock in and out of me and I could hear his heavy breathing, occasionally taking in a sharp breath as he caught glimpse of my tits, or perhaps the look I was giving him. My sheer ecstasy, my orgasm having been built over months at first, and then days, and then hours and minutes, until now, when we were down to the final seconds for me. My hands were in his hair and on his back, my body being pressed up into him, he rubbed against me hard enough to stimulate my clit as well as thrust into me as well as he was doing and with a soft moan building into an audible shout of his name I let go, feeling the warm relief sweep over my body, sending a tingle down my spine, letting my nipples harden once more, my warm cum seeping out of me and just moments after letting go myself I felt him do the same. I felt his cock swell and shoot off inside of me, I felt him pound into me with such force I thought we were going to knock the bed through the wall. Nearly quiet for the entire episode I found myself thrilled at the sound of his own moan of pleasure. I basked in his face, the expression of relief and excitement all wrapped into one. I traced my fingers down his jawline and kissed him softly, glad that I had decided to take my trip.

This is something that happened to me a few weeks ago when my boyfriend at the time, Jason, and I went over to the house of another couple that we were very close to, Mike and Lisa. We had eaten dinner and it was getting late so we were playing cards and decided to go into the hot tub to relax. It was probably going to be one of the last times we would be able to go in this summer so we wanted to take advantage of it. The hot tub is behind the house and surrounded by a gazebo.
We talked about it a little since Jason and I didn’t have suits and decided we were all comfortable enough to go in the nude. We went outside and started to undress. Jason and I always had an open relationship and so I was not shy about watching as Mike and Lisa undressed. I had always been curious and I was not disappointed.
Lisa is a very fair blond, short and slim but with very large breasts. I have always been interested in women and so I started to get a little wet and frisky looking at her. Then I noticed she had her pussy fully shaved. That really got me going. I could hardly contain my excitement. I want to feel that bald pussy against my lips. Mike was also undressing and getting in the hot tub. He had a beautiful cock about 7 inches and very thick. It was semi hard watching Lisa an I undress…I wanted to taste it so bad. Jason has a gorgeous 9 inches with a really big head. I loved his cock. Feeling it deep in me was so amazing. He really did fill me.
We all got in the water; Jason and I sat on one side of the hot tub and Mike and Lisa sat across from us. We were relaxing and talking and the tension just started to build in me. I couldn’t resist I reached under the water into Jason’s lap and circled his cock at the base with my thumb and first finger then started to pulse them gently applying pressure around the root of his cock. I felt it start to stiffen and couldn’t hold back a smug smile. He was never able to resist me. I started to stroke him slowly under the water and felt his hand creep between my thighs. He started to part my lips my juices mingling with the water in the hot tub. He finally found my clit and leaned over to kiss me as I gasped. His tongue invaded my mouth mimicking what he wanted to do with his cock. As we parted I looked over and saw Mike with his head lowered to Lisa’s tits where he was sucking and nibbling one of her nipples. I just couldn’t resist anymore.
I stretched one leg out and put my foot in Mike’s lap. As I continued to stroke Jason’s cock and he continued to pleasure my pussy, I began to rub Mike’s cock with my foot. He groaned against Lisa’s nipple and she moaned in response. I moved away from Jason then and Mike moved up to sit on the edge of the hot tub. His cock was so hard it was sticking straight up pointing at his belly button. I took it in my hand and began to stroke. All the while I was looking Lisa straight in the eye. “I’m going to suck your boyfriend’s cock now,” I whispered as I moved one hand between her legs. She was so silky smooth and she threw her head back and started breathing hard and thrusting her hips toward me, gently at first. I looked at Mike as I planted one kiss on his girlfriend’s already distended nipple and then lowered my mouth to his cock.
I continued to stroke Lisa’s sweet pussy and finally began to pinch and pay attention to the one place she wanted me to touch, her clit. It was a hard little bud and I teased it with different pressures and speeds. She started to groan and thrust her hips toward me harder. Meanwhile I went to work on Mike’s cock. I started by just sucking the head in and out of my mouth keeping my lips tight and my mouth hot and wet. Using my hand to stroke the shaft and laving my tongue all over the head, concentrating on that very sensitive spot underneath at the base of the head. I started to take more and more of his cock in my mouth looking back at Jason who was stroking his cock furiously watching me pleasing both these people.
I stopped sucking for a moment and said to him, “I need you to fuck me Jason, please.” He loved me to beg. I then went back to sucking Mike’s cock deeply into my mouth. He was moaning and pushed his hands into my hair and forcing my head further down on his cock until I was taking it all, deep-throating, almost choking. I felt Jason move in behind me and place the head of his cock at the entrance to my pussy. He pushed just the head in and I felt Mike jerk in my mouth so I pulled away and began to stroke his cock rhythmically.
“Fuck me Jason, god please,” I nearly yelled as Mike shot his load all over my hand and chest. I raised my cum-covered hand to my mouth and sucked the cum off my fingers one at a time savoring the salty sweet flavor. Jason thrust more and more deeply into me and reached around to play with my clit. I came immediately my pussy clamping down on him tightly and spasming all around him. He leaned down and I could feel his heavy breathing on the back of my neck. I knew what would drive him over the edge.
All this time I had been stroking Lisa’s pussy and keeping her just at the brink of orgasm. Now I needed to taste her and I knew that would make Jason cum hard. I looked at Mike and said, “I think your girlfriend needs a good pussy licking and I am just the one to give it to her.” I felt Jason jerk inside me as I moved over and grabbed Lisa around the waist. I lifted her to sit on the edge of the hot tub and spread her legs wide. I licked up the inside of her thigh and felt Jason start thrusting faster into me. He leaned down to get a better look and reached out to pinch and stroke Lisa’s nipples. I licked her shaved outer lips and then parted them to reveal her clit.
It was so hard and pink I leaned down and took it gently between my lips and sucked lightly. I then lowered my tongue and thrust it into her glistening hole. She tasted so good, like vanilla, sweet and delicious. I used one thumb on her clit as I tongue- fucked her, shoving my tongue deep into her and then pushing it upward, putting pressure on the upper wall of her tunnel as I brought my tongue out of her. I did this again and again feeling her begin to shiver. I pulled away a little and breathed a sigh of pleasure over her clit making her shiver. She started to grind her pussy up into my face. I could feel my orgasm building again and I knew it wouldn’t be long. Mike was already recovering and stroking his cock again watching me lick his girlfriend’s snatch.
I felt Jason quicken against me every stroke pushing my face deeper into Lisa’s dripping slit. I started lapping at Lisa’s clit while suddenly thrusting two fingers deep inside of her. She screamed in pleasure and thrust her pussy wildly toward my face and against my tongue and fingers. I made her ride the wave continuing the pressure and adding a third finger. At that point I heard Jason grunt wildly and felt his cum splashing inside me. He grabbed my hips and thrust so deep I thought he was going to rip me apart. That was it; I came again and this orgasm was so strong I had Jason’s cock caught in my pussy until it was over.
Jason fell back exhausted and so did Lisa. She moved across the hot tub and sat next to Jason. Mike by this time was fully recovered and wanting more. I happened to be sitting next to him and so he moved in close to me and started to kiss me deeply his tongue thrusting into my mouth tasting his girlfriend’s cum on my tongue. That made him even more excited. He started to stroke one of my nipples pulling on it and then finally lowering his head to take it in his mouth. He nibbled and sucked giving me sweet pain and incredible pleasure at the same time. He continued to fondle the other nipple as he moved his lips back up to my neck and then to my ear. “I want to fuck you so badly,” he whispered. That was all I needed.
I pushed him back until he was sitting down on the bench of the hot tub and lowered myself into his lap. Very slowly I did this feeling him enter me and inch at a time. He wasn’t as long as Jason but he was quite a bit thicker. I could feel my pussy opening to take him all in. It was incredible. I looked over my shoulder and Jason and Lisa were watching this and beginning to touch each other. His mouth was at her tits where he was sucking on one of her nipples while one of his hands was between her thighs stroking her. One of her hands was around his cock stroking it to full extension while her other hand was guiding Jason’s on her pussy showing him what she liked best.
That really turned me on. I started to raise and lower myself on Mike’s cock. He grabbed me around the waist and moved me up and down on his tool faster and faster. He was slamming into me again and again, filling me up. “I want to watch them,” I said to him as I leaned in to bite his earlobe. He picked me up off his cock and turned me neatly around and then rammed my tight, silky pussy down on his rock hard rod again. It took a moment for me to gain my bearings and then I placed my hands on his knees to steady myself. I was treated to the sight of Jason kneeling on the bench his cock between Lisa’s lips. She sucked him deep and I could hear her slurping which caused a rush of wetness between my thighs gushing over Mike’s cock.
“I want to watch you fuck her,” I said to Jason. He smiled at me, knowing that watching him pound another woman made me so hot. He in turn was getting harder just watching me get fucked hard by Mike, who was making all sorts of noise, groaning and cursing under his breath, telling me how good it felt to be inside me, how tight and hot I was. I could feel another orgasm building in me. I knew watching Jason fuck Lisa would push me over. He bent her over the side of the hot tub standing so that I could get a close up view of his cock going in and out of her. She gasped as he pushed all the way into her in one thrust.
“How do you like that big cock inside of you.” I almost purred to her. For a moment all she could do was groan and then I heard her whisper “It feels soo good, uuuhhh,” which turned into a scream of ecstasy as she came all over my boyfriend’s cock. That was it; I came too, slamming my pussy down on Mike’s cock. I fell back against him as he continued to grunt and thrust into me. Jason was ramming his rock hard meat into Lisa pushing it all the way in with every thrust. She was breathing hard and moaning every time he would jam into her to the hilt. I reached out and started to stroke one finger over Jason’s asshole, swirling my finger in circles. I knew he loved that.
He started to move faster and I heard Lisa scream in ecstasy again as I pushed my finger into Jason’s asshole up to the second knuckle and then started to move it in and out. The sensations were too much, Lisa’s pussy spasming around him and me finger fucking his ass, and his thrusts stuttered and then he shouted his orgasm as well. That made me cum again just as Mike pulled me down onto his cock one last time and spilled his juice into me.
That was an amazing night. It was repeated once more (not in the hot tub this time) before Jason and I broke up but that is another story.

My name is Jericho Stanford. I’m a six-foot-tall and rather good-looking young black man living in rural Virginia. I am originally from New York, but ever since I won myself an academic scholarship to an elite Virginian school, I’ve been living there. The only thing I missed about New York was my boyfriend Manny. My tall, good-looking and well-endowed chocolate stud. We had many good years together, when we attended Saint William Academy, an all-male private boarding school. Best friends, and also lovers. Living him was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. He’s currently playing football for Buffalo State. We stay in touch through email, but it’s not the same. He’s got some chick he’s dating back there. He’s bisexual. That’s cool, cause I’m bisexual too. I still prefer him over any female, though. No woman can make me feel complete, though a few of them come close.
I currently attend the Sparta Institute of Technology located in rural Virginia. It’s a very nice school. No two like it in the world. Sparta Tech is one of the last all-male private colleges remaining in North America. It was founded in 1990 by James Sparta IV, a now deceased former businessman who poured his last dime into making his vision of an educational revolution into a reality. Well, I guess it paid off. Sparta Tech is a nationally accredited school.
Currently, there are sixteen hundred students at Sparta Tech. It’s a school focusing on technical institution. Engineering, computer science, mechanicals, manufacturing, that’s the school’s focus. We’re all a bunch of techies down here, but we’re not all nerds. The Sparta Institute of Technology takes athleticism just as seriously as it does rigorous academia. We compete in the National Collegiate Athletic Association’s Division Three. That means that our school doesn’t offer any athletic scholarships. Our sportsmen are academic luminaries who enjoy athleticism for its challenges and play because of pride and interest. Whatever. I’m just glad I get to play. I’m a member of the school’s Varsity Football Team. Division One colleges with football programs are allowed scholarships for eighty five members, by decree of the National Collegiate Athletic Association. We don’t have such restrictions because we don’t receive funding from the federal government, and neither do our athletes. We also don’t offer athletic scholarships, so what we do with our money is our business.
There are one hundred men on the Sparta Tech football team. We’re just there to play, mainly because we love it. At our school, athletes make up almost fifty percent of the student body. The Sparta Institute of Technology offers Intercollegiate Sports in Alpine Skiing, Archery, Baseball, Basketball, Bowling, Cross Country, Crew, Fencing, Football, Gymnastics, Ice Hockey, Lacrosse, Rugby, Rifle, Soccer, Squash, Swimming, Tennis, Track, Volleyball, Water Polo and Wrestling. Club sports are Boxing, Karate, Judo, Sumo Wrestling, Equestrian, Hiking and Cycling. We’re the only college in America to have an all-male Equestrian club. Yeah, athleticism is important to us.
The football team had a good season. We made it to the National Collegiate Athletic Association Division Three Football Championship. Unfortunately, we lost to top-seeded Magnus College. They won our conference championship. I couldn’t believe it. They had a very good team. We beat them once, but this time they had our ticket. Losing at nationals sucked, but that’s life. Second place wasn’t bad, though I would have preferred first place. There’s nothing like first place. Anyhow, the year was winding down. I focused on my classes. Engineering is my major. I intend on getting a bachelors degree in it and then maybe head to a great technical institution like the Georgia Institute of Technology. One of my professors went to Georgia Tech. He said great things about that school. Next time I’m in Atlanta, I’ll check it out. For sure.
Presently, I’m hanging out with an old friend of mine. Her name is Wanda. She goes to Virginia Tech, which is an okay if sometimes eventful school. When we first met, she was a tall and skinny black chick who was cute but talked way too much. She was going through a phase where she felt sexually curious about women. After sleeping with a few lesbians, she got it out of system and declared herself straight but flexible. Oh, and she broadcast this to anyone with ears. A loud bisexual femme, great, just what I needed. Or not. After a minute, I decided we were better off as pals or casual acquaintances instead of boyfriend and girlfriend. We remained pals for years. Wanda was cool. I was never attracted to her, until I saw her recently. The chick got big! I mean, the Wanda I remembered was a skinny dame. Damn, what happened? Anyhow, I must say that I liked her new look. I like big women. Never been fond of the skinny dames. I’m a black man, damn it, and where I’m from, we like thick chicks with big asses. I liked the fact that Wanda had thickened up a bit. She was still five feet nine inches tall, but no longer skinny. Her body was thick, her face round, her breasts were large and her hips were wide. Also, her ass thickened and rounded up nicely. She now had a thick bubble butt. Just looking at it made me want to squeeze it. I made plans to tap that ass real soon.
We went out and had a good time. Wanda and I danced all night at a club, then we went to the bathroom to get frisky. Wanda has never really lit my fire before. Skinny women never do. However, the woman who was feeling me up in the locked and filthy women’s bathroom was pleasantly plump, and that made my dick hard. She knew it, and went straight for the cock. Wanda knelt before me and pulled my ten-inch uncircumcised black cock from my pants. She began sucking on it, and fondling my balls. While she sucked me off, she also fingered her glistening wet pussy. Wanda was a damn good sucker and I almost regretted not hooking up with her earlier. When I came, she drank my seed. Licked me dry. Man, she was good.
We had more fun. I watched as she hiked up her skirt, then turned around. Showing me her plump black ass. I like big women with big butts. I don’t know why. The sight of Wanda’s thick bubble butt caused my cock to harden like you would not believe. She asked me if I’ve ever had anal sex before. I smirked, and told her that I’ve fucked a lot of men in the ass. I liked making them scream. I’ve only fucked two chicks in the ass and they were both white chicks. I’ve never had anal sex with a black female, though. Wanda was totally down with anal. She spread her plump butt cheeks wide open, showing me an obvious target. I smiled and pressed my cock against her butt hole. Then, I pushed it inside. Wanda’s asshole was warm and tight, but not too tight. Gripping her wide hips, I began to fuck her hard and fast. As Wanda undulated and pushed her big butt back against me, I knew this woman was no stranger to anal sex. I pumped my cock into her asshole. She squealed in delight and begged me for more. I fucked her hard and fast, until I came. My hot seed rushed deep inside her asshole. Wanda squealed and cussed like a New York city cabbie. It was that intense.
We tried a few different positions. I propped her up against the latrine and shoved my cock into her butt hole. She spread her plump butt cheeks even wider than before, welcoming my cock. Damn, this chick was so frigging crazy. I loved her ass. It felt so wonderfully tight around my cock. Wanda’s big tits flopped around as her body shook under the force of my thrusts. This was one of my all-time favorite things to do. Find a cute, plump and willing woman and fuck her in the ass. Nothing better than that, except maybe sexing up a sexy gay or bisexual man with a huge cock. Yeah, that was always fun. Wanda and I went at it like this for some time until I finally came, sending my hot cum deep inside her asshole. Her scream of sheer pleasure mixed with pain was music to my ears. What did I tell you? She’s a freak!
Afterwards, Wanda and I went back to the dance floor. It was funny watching her walk unsteadily as she made her way out. Having ten inches of hard dick up her ass had taken away some of the usual bounce in her step. We would hook up regularly from that day forward. I had other men and a few women I also sexed up from time to time but truth be told, Wanda became my favorite. She was cool and always down with some hot sex. No drama. I liked that about her. She kept me busy during the off season.

Buffy woke up the next day and turned to reach out for Angel, but he wasn’t there. She wondered where he gone off too.
“Angel?” She heard no response. She took the sheet and wrapped it around her body and walked out of the bedroom and spotted Angel tipping the bellboy. Buffy quietly made her way tiptoeing and wrapped her arms around his waist.
“Morning,” she said kissing his bare back. He pulled from behind and looked at her.
“Love the outfit. Is it the latest fashion craze?”
“What can I say? I’m a trendsetter. Besides I couldn’t find my clothes,” she said smiling.
“You are something. Well I was thinking that now that you’re up we could have breakfast. We didn’t quite make it to dinner last night,” he said grinning.
“I couldn’t help it. I wanted dessert before dinner and it was worth it,” she said kissing his chest and then pulled his head for a kiss. He smiled at her.
“Let’s eat.” They both sat down and ate. From time to time Buffy would let her foot slide up and down to cause Angel look at her.
“Buffy, stop that,” he said smiling because he couldn’t stand to her mad at her.
“Oh you mean this,” she said repeating the same action.
“Yes.”
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Buffy made it to her house that night to wish her friends goodbye. She really wanted to spend more time with them, but she had to see Angel. Angel had become an addiction for her. She just couldn’t let a week go by with seeing him. He just made her feel things that no other man had.
“Buffy, it was great seeing you again. You come to L.A. and I’ll introduce you to my boss,” Willow said cheerfully.
“Sure thing Willow. I figure that McKeon Industries will help me find out with my business,” she after hugging her friend.
“Oh and Buffy we’ll show you all the hot spots in L.A.,” Xander added.
“Sure thing Xand. Before I head to L.A. I’ll call and then we’ll meet up. Oh, and this time we’ll hang out like old times.”
“Nothing beats Sunnydale Cinema or The Bronze. We’ll come back party and go to the movies,” Xander said dancing. Buffy and Willow looked at each other and laughed.
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Angel finished dropping off both Willow and Xander and decided to head home. He knew for sure that he couldn’t avoid Darla as much as he’d like to. She was a part of his life just like she was a part of his. He just didn’t know how much longer he could live with a woman that he never loved.
Angel entered the house, went straight upstairs to his bedroom and started to change. As he was taking off his clothes, Darla was watching the display before her. The sight of his body always brought chills down to her spine. ‘No matter how many time I see him with is clothes on, he always looks better without them.’ Angel felt that he was being looked at.
“Darla, what do you want?” She made her way to the bedroom and wrapped her arms around his waist. Angel flinched at the contact.
“Your parents called today. They invited us to dinner this Saturday.” ‘Saturday. Damn! I was hoping to see Buffy.’ “Sure that’d be great.” ‘You never know what may happen.’
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Buffy was at her office figuring out what would be the latest designs for her lingerie line. She figured that if she sketched a few designs and looked at the drawings from the previous week that Angel would be out of her mind temporarily. Though as she was looking at the designs before her she couldn’t stop thinking about Angel. She was thinking what way she could surprise Angel in L.A.
“I have got to stop thinking about him. I have to concentrate on these designs and get through this week. Oh, but I can’t stop thinking about those brown eyes and that beautiful smile. I’m definitely going to need a cold shower tonight.”
“Hey B. So you still are thinking about Angel?”
“Huh?”
“Don’t huh me. I see it in your eyes. You’re thinking about Angel aren’t you?”
“Yeah,” she said with a half smile.
“So it’s that good huh?”
“Faith! It’s not like that.”
“So when you’re with him you don’t want to tear off his clothes and ride him like cowboy,” Faith said with a huge grin. Buffy had to think rationally before answering.
“Okay maybe I do. But that’s not all. He’s nice and he makes me feel safe,” she said smiling.
“Yeah, that’s all nice. But the fact of the matter is he’s married. He’ll never be yours. Don’t out your hopes up.”
“I’m not. I know he’s married.”
“I just don’t want your feelings to hurt.”
“I know.” Though in the back of her mind she didn’t know that is the next time they have sex she might feel something more.
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It was Friday and Buffy decided that this weekend she’d hangout with Willow and Xander. Although her ulterior motive was to finally see Angel in L.A. and she figured that a surprise would be an order. As Buffy slipped on her beige trench coat dress that reached mid thigh, with black high thigh stockings and matching shoes she looked herself over the mirror making any necessary adjustments.
“Well if this outfit doesn’t surprise him I don’t know what will.” She finished packing her clothes in her over night bag, left Faith a note and headed out the door.
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Angel was sitting in his chair looking at the files before him with the view of Los Angeles right behind him. He was having a hard time concentrating because he wondered what reason could he give Buffy for breaking their plans. He enjoyed their moments even if it is just mainly sex, but was it starting to become more than that. ‘What am I going to tell her? I know she’ll be disappointed.’
All the while Angel was contemplating his thoughts Buffy was outside talking to secretary Karin.
“Good Afternoon. I’m here to see Mr. McKeon.”
“Okay. Just wait one moment while I tell him that you’re here.”
“Thanks.” Karin was observing Buffy’s outfit and noticed she sure dressed sexy for an appointment with her boss. ‘If I knew any better I’d say that she’s his mistress.’
“Mr. McKeon will see you now.”
“Thank you.”
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Angel was waiting for his new potential client to step in. He figured after about an hour or so when things were wrapped he’d call Buffy. His back was towards the door so when he heard his client come in he swiveled his chair, looked up and was surprised to see who was staring before him.
“Buffy.”
“That’d be me.” She then locked the door and walked towards him.
“What are you doing here? I’m supposed to have a client coming in.”
“Nice to see you too. I am your client. I’m here on business,” she walking closer to him and sat on his chair straddling his hips. His hands went automatically around her waist.
Angel had been checking her out since she stepped into his office. Her trench coat dress just covered the right amount of skin leaving her long legs fully exposed. He wondered if she had anything on underneath. Though now the thought now entering in his mind started to make him highly aroused.
“Business huh? Well I’ve never conducted business this way before,” he said smiling.
“Well I figure that when I’m conducting a business matter that I should get to know the owner on a one to one basis. Oh, and I’d like to know what kind of benefits I’ll be getting in return,” she said whispering in his ear and then nipped his earlobe. He shuddered after hearing those last words because he definitely knew that business wasn’t on her mind. Her lips kissed along his jaw until she reached her destination, which were his lips. As the kiss grew deeper, Buffy placed her fingers through his hair while his hands pulled her body even closer to his not leaving any space between them.
“Buffy, we can’t do this here.”
“Yes, we can. I came here on business.”
“Buffy, you know perfectly well that…” She silenced him with another kiss while her hand wandered down to his pants.
“Wait! Let me talk to my secretary first. Karin could you hold all my calls and if my wife calls tell her that I’m out.”
“Sure thing Mr. McKeon.” Angel hung up the phone and looked at Buffy.
“Okay. Now I’m ready.” Buffy smiled and then proceeded to move her hand back down on his pants while Angel pulled her in his embrace and kissed her. As the kissing between them intensified Buffy unbuckled his pants then button and finally the zipper. She crept her tiny fingers inside the slit of his boxers feeling the soft skin of his erection.
“Hmm,” he hissed with his brown eyes full of lust.
“I guess you like it then.” His only response was just a smile. He couldn’t form any coherent words because she just someone knew what buttons to push.
She continued stroking him looking intently into those brown eyes just loving how much she could control him. It was liberating. Angel moved his hands to from her waist to the belt of dress untied revealing a lacy flesh tone bra with bikini held together by two pieces of string at each end of her hip. He slid her dress off her shoulders letting it fall to the ground exposing her body before him. Angel then slowly untied the stings on each on each side of her hips and his lips were kissing her hips from left to right. He took the lacy material and tossed it aside.
“I guess we should finalize this business agreement,” she said stroking his erection.
“Uh huh.” She took his erection in her hand and placed it inside her opening. They both hissed at the contact. Angel removed his hands from her hips and unhooked her bra sliding it off her shoulders exposing her bare breasts. As his hands gently cupped her breasts massaging them between his fingers her hands held onto the armrest of his chair for support.
“Oh, More Angel,” she said moaning. His hands kept on squeezing her breasts while she kept rocking back and forth while she lowered head and captured her lips into a deep kiss. She let her tongue part his lips and went right to his tongue. As the kissing intensified between both lovers his hands were still on her breasts as her hands gripped on tightly on the armrest. Her lips le