I peeked around the last corner and saw quite a sight. Julie, a secretary we
had just had to fire was on her knees carefully sawing the legs of her ex-
boss’s chair. She was cutting carefully so that the first time he sat down it
would break and drop him to the floor with a mighty thump. I cleared my
throat with a carefully measured “Hrumph.” She immediately bolted
upright, quite surprised by my intrusion into her little game of revenge.
Still on her knees she tried to explain herself, but soon realized that it was
all too obvious what she had been up to. Since she had already been fired
she wasn’t worried about losing her job, and started to leave. I suppose she
thought that was all that I could do. She was wrong. I warned her that this
was actually a criminal offense, and that it could bring her some jail time.
That worried her, she had to stop and think for a few seconds. Then she
asked me what she could do to stop me from reporting her. Her eyes shot
straight into mine and then averted to stare at my waist, there was no doubt
in my mind what she had thought of to get her out of this mess. I smiled and
explained that I wasn’t sure what she meant, I then stared at the fine mounds
protruding from her chest.

She bent down to her knees again and crawled to my feet. I stood my
ground, watching her every move with my hands on my hips. She reached
up and put her hands on my belt, looking up at me with her big brown eyes.
Her stare made me feel quite aroused. I think she could tell from the bulge
in my pants, now just inches away from her face. She undid my belt and
unzipped my slacks. The pants fell down to my ankles as if pulled from the
very center of the Earth. My jockey shorts were now all that was keeping my
cock from that cute little mouth of hers. Some pre-come had soaked through
the shorts, marking where the tip of my cock was. She used the tip of her
tongue to lap it up with two quick strokes. I was now straining to be
released. She put her hands on my thighs and ran her fingers up and under
the edges of my shorts. Her hands played with my pubic hair and brushed
gently by the base of my shaft. After teasing me for about five minutes in
this way without touching my cock, she pulled my shorts down. I had never
seen my cock so stiff and rigid, it stood out like an enormous gun on a battle
ship. One of her hands pressed around the base, aiming my cock towards
her wet red lips. She moved them close to it and gently blew on its head.
Her other hand went to my balls, her fingers forming a skin cage for them to
push against.

She looked up at me again and slowly licked her lips with her tongue until
they were glistening wet. She bent down–still looking at me straight in the
eye–until her lips were just resting on the bright purple head of my
engorged penis. She closed her eyes with a sigh just as I did when she
grabbed my bare ass and pushed my cock into her lovely mouth. I arched
my back toward her and grabbed her head with both hands, twisting her
hair between my fingers. I fucked her mouth like it was a warm pussy, her
velvety smooth lips felt sensational wrapped around my cock. Her head was
bobbing around like one of those wobble-head dashboard dolls. She was
able to take me completely, her lips touching my balls every time she went
down. She stopped for a moment and let my cock slide out of her mouth.
She then gently ran her tongue down the full shaft to my balls. She kissed
them and suckled one of them into her mouth. I gasped from the amazing
feeling as she ran her tongue between them, then back up to the head of my
cock. She licked it lovingly and then pushed her lips together tightly and
placed them in front of me. I tried to push my cock in, but it was like trying
to enter a virgin. After a couple hard thrusts I had fought into her mouth
about two inches. Julie then clamped down even harder, trapping my poor
cock halfway into her sweet little cocksucking mouth. Her tongue got into
the picture as she flicked the head of my cock hard. I couldn’t stand it, I was
on the verge of coming. I tried to push my cock further into her mouth but I
couldn’t, the frustration was wonderful. After a bit more of this clever
torture she gave in and my cock sunk in as far as it ever had. Her mouth
fitting perfectly around my cock as she moved it in and out. I resumed my
mouth fuck, thrusting deep into her as she licked and sucked my hard dick.
The silky smooth feeling of her warm mouth and lips were quickly bringing
me to orgasm. I could feel her fingernails digging into my ass as she tried to
pull me deeper inside of her. I pumped even harder, working myself into a
frenzy of motion. I could feel the come rising, but I just kept going. I had
never had a women let me come in her mouth before and I wasn’t about to
stop this time, she wasn’t either. Each time my cock passed by her lips I felt
a pang of pleasure, the feeling soon built into the most intense I had ever
felt before. The sensation was so great that my knees started to shake, but
that didn’t stop me. I just kept fucking, and she kept right on sucking. I
shuddered hard as I shot my wad of come down her throat. She swallowed
once and kept moving her head, licking up every drop and leaving my cock
clean as a whistle.

I tried to pull away but she held me in place, my cock still deep in her mouth.
She brought her hand around and held my cock, as her other softly caressed
my thighs and ass. She swallowed again and slowly drew her lips up off my
shaft, as her lips withdrew her hand encased it. Holding my cock tightly in
her fist she looked up at me again with those innocent eyes. I could see that
she wasn’t quite finished with me yet, but my cock was getting softer every
passing moment. She asked me if I had ever tied a women up and made love
to her. I replied that although I had never had the opportunity, that I had
often thought about it. She then stood up and told me to undress her. I
didn’t really need much more coaxing than that, I grabbed her blouse and
with a clean jerk lifted it off. Her bra was straining to hold her enormous
breasts close to her body and her nipples showed plainly through the thin
material. I placed my hands on her tits and pushed them up and together
making a beautiful valley between them. She let go of my cock and reached
around her back and undid her bra, letting it fall to the ground. As I sucked
and gently nibbled her magnificent breasts she unbuttoned her skirt and let it
fall to the ground next to her bra. I let go of her and stood back to take off
what was left of my clothes. As I took off my button down shirt I gazed
down at her panties, I was quite pleased to see that they were a very sexy
white lace g-string style. I could see a bit of dark cunt hair through the thin
lace. I finished with my shirt and discarded it in the growing pile of clothes
on the floor. I watched as she moved her hands around her body, feeling her
breasts and playing with her ass and stomach. She reached down and let her
hand go under her panties, she fingered her clit and then undid the small
string that was holding the panties up. She was now standing in front of me
completely naked, with her finger stuck in her pussy. My cock noticed this I
guess, as it was quite hard and ready again.

She walked to the closet where her ex-boss kept some spare suits and found
a couple of ugly ties that he had hidden there. She explained that they were
gifts from his children and he couldn’t bear to throw them away. She asked
me if there was something that I thought I could do with them. I took them
from her and grabbed her hands, I tied them together behind her head and
then ran another tie around her neck to hold her hands tight. I then picked
her up and carried her to the desk. I placed her against the desk bent over on
her stomach, with her ass sticking up. I then took her long hair and slammed
it into the top drawer of the desk, leaving her head completely trapped. All
that was left was for me to tie her legs to opposite legs of the desk so that
they were wide apart, leaving me a nice view of her ass and cunt. I slapped
her ass cheek with the palm of my hand, it was a very nice firm sound. I
reached down and slipped a finger into her cunt, she was ready for action,
her pussy was extremely wet and slippery. I leaned up against her and
placed the head of my cock to her inviting opening. She seemed to be very
quiet so I asked her what she wanted. She replied that she wanted me to
fuck her right now, hard and long. I was never one to disappoint a lady so I
rammed my cock up inside of her waiting pussy. It went in with just a touch
of resistance, but that was to be expected since she had a very tight little
cunt. My cock felt like it really belonged in there as she pushed her cunt
walls around it. I humped her in and out, with my thighs hitting her ass
every time I was completely in. She tried to move with me but I had tied her
down too well, she was helpless. I fucked her harder and harder, each time
her body was pounded into the desk. My cock slid in and out of her juicy
pussy in a well timed rhythm. She moaned for me to fuck her harder, and I
could tell that she was really enjoying getting her cunt shafted. I pumped
my cock faster and harder, her moans now turned to little gasps and cries.
Her pussy contracted and she lifted her ass into the air as the pleasure swept
over her. I pumped a few more times, then stopped just before I was about
to come also. I didn’t want to come just yet, I had another idea.

I let her hair free, but left her ankles tied to the legs of the desk. I then
pushed her over so that she landed gently on her back in the thick plush rug.
As her hands were still tied behind her head she was very much at my
mercy. Her legs were spread wide apart, held tightly in that position by the
strong bindings. I decided for the next step I should probably blindfold her.
I used my shirt to cover her eyes, but I left her mouth accessible. I lay down
beside her and let my hand roam across her voluptuous body, gently
running my fingers against her bare skin. I played with her breasts for a
moment then skied down to her vulva. My fingers caressed her mound, then
made their way inside her cunt. I fingered her clit until she started to moan
again, I then pushed two fingers deep inside of her as far as they would go.
As I brought her to another orgasm I gently nibbled her nipples with my
teeth, running my tongue around them to make them erect. Her body shook
from the release and I mounted her, my knees on either side of her body with
my dick sticking into her face. She couldn’t see that is was there as the
blindfold was doing its job, but she knew. I teased her with my cock, letting
her get her lips on it and then taking it away. Sometimes I even let her take
the whole thing deep into her mouth, but only for a brief second. I then
leaned back and grabbed both her tits, one in each hand. I pushed them
together and put my cock between them, tit fucking her. I kept each nipple
hard with my index fingers as I rocked back and forth rubbing my cock in
the tight valley I had discovered. I really enjoyed watching her breasts
move, bouncing around with a stiff hard cock between them. A couple times
I thrust so hard that I ended up with my cock between her lips, which wasn’t
such a bad place to be. She liked to lick my cock as it made it nice and
slippery.

After a while she complained that she wanted my hard dick in her pussy. I
undid the ties around her legs and moved between her legs, her cunt was
ready for another dose of fucking. I slowly lowered my cock into her as her
legs wrapped around my back, pulling me in. Her hot twat felt really
fantastic, it seemed to wrap itself around my cock and pull at its sides. Every
time my cock tried to pull out of her cunt, it seemed to be held back by the
hugging walls of her pussy. With each plunge it form fitted around my cock,
making my cock feel like it belonged there. I fucked her softly and slowly
then hard and fast, making sure to keep her off balance. I pushed into her
deep and pulled her legs up so that they were resting on my shoulders. This
gave me a nice view of her heaving chest and also made her pussy even
tighter. My cock shot in and out of her like a piston at high revs. The feeling
of my balls slapping against her ass coupled with having my cock embedded
deep inside of her was really starting to have an enormous effect. The
feeling started deep inside my balls and raced up the length of my dick
straight into her silky soft pussy. I came with a passion I had never had
before, spurting load after load of come deep inside of her. Even after I had
come I still let my motion continue, letting my cock slowly in and out, in and
out.

I untied her hands and she put them around me. We held onto each other
letting our bodies recover from the onslaught we had just put them through.
I let my hand wander over the curves and mountains beside me, feeling the
tight ass and breasts beneath it. She fell asleep in my arms, looking very
innocent for a woman that had just done all those naughty things with me.

Here is my method: First, I lie on my back on the bed,
usually with my ass at the bottom edge of the bed so that my
head is just about in the center of the bed. Next, I lift my
legs up and above my head so that my feet are resting fairly
high on the wall behind me and my cock is positioned above my
head several inches away. This much is easy, and any
reasonably flexible person should be able to replicate it.
Next comes the hard part. I slowly walk my legs down the
wall, inching my cock closer to my mouth. This puts a
considerable strain on the lower back and on the neck, and I
recommend caution, but the reward is well worth the effort.
Eventually, I can reach my cock with my tongue. It is good
at this point to spend several minutes simply licking the
head of the cock, moistening it and letting it grow harder,
as well as allowing the back and neck to become used to the
awkward position.
After this period of foreplay (I suppose the term is
appropriate here), I move on to the real fun. I begin to
flex my knees, pushing my cock against my lips. I can almost
always get three to four inches in my mouth after a few
minutes, and on good nights I am able to deep throat myself
(this took several years of practice to accomplish: I don’t
recommend it as part of a first attempt). I can usually
manage to fuck myself in the mouth for five to ten minutes
before the lower back pain becomes unbearable, at which point
I speed up my thrusts and shoot my load into my throat.

—-
To summarize, let me emphasize that I do not
have a huge cock, I’m not incredibly thin, I’m not terribly young, and I’m
not in very good shape. The important thing is practice, practice, practice.

Starting at the top she strokes her hand down my body,
ending at my belt. She undoes the latch of my belt and tells me
if I want her to continue then I should follow her. We walk a
couple of blocks to a hotel and go upstairs to our room. When
we get inside the door she slips off my jacket, loosens my
tie, and starts to undress herself, but she leaves on the
garter , hose, and bra. We are both standing next to the bed and
we grab each other and fall down on to the silk sheets covering
the bed.

We are lying there kissing and feeling each other when she says
that she should get going. She gets out of bed and starts
towards her pile of clothes on the floor. I get
up, come up from behind her and spin her around and push her
to her knees. I grab her black hair and pull her face to my
hard cock and tell her to eat and swallow. After she pleases me
I pick her up and carry her over to the bed and throw her down
on it. I spread her long legs apart and push my face towards her
aching pussy. I stay there teasing and tormenting her
bringing her to the brink of orgasm many times but then
backing down each time. She is soaked in sweat, writhing on
the bed begging me to let her come. But I ignore her plea.

After at least another half hour I allow her to come. I then
climb on top of her and penetrate her quivering flesh. Later I
turn her over and take her doggie style. Lisa starts begging me
to stop and let her sleep but instead I lay down and make her
get on top and make her fuck herself slowly from above. When I
am satisfied I let her rest, however she must sleep with her
head nestled in my groin.

We didn’t have as many people as we expected but we did get the ‘core’
group of people together so we had a quality party rather than a quantity
party. On the whole, it was a WONDERFUL occasion. Steve, as usual, brought a
gorgeous woman along to introduce to the crowd.

Shelly was incredibly cute. A little short, 5′4″ or so, and a little
heavy, but, for some reason I was immediately attracted to her. I walked over
to Steve and whispered in his ear

“Who’s the babe?”

“Oh, don’t know you Shelly?” he said with mock surprise. “Shelly, this
is kurt, kurt this is Shelly”

“Hi, I’m Kurt, nice to meet you.”

“We usually call him ‘Speedy’”

“Hey, buddy, I don’t need any more of your shit tonight.”

“Well its true” he said with a grin.

“Yeah, well…” It wasn’t worth trying to salvage a good first
impression with him around. I decided I would try a little later.

“Im Shelly…We met before a couple months ago in Chicago”, she said,
offering me her hand.

A woman as physically pleasing as this I would have remembered…and I
know I wasn’t THAT drunk.

“I was with Steve and you were with…what was here name?” she said to
Steve.

“Who, his squeeze toy…that was Karen”

“Steve, give me a break…its been a long day and I cannot defend
myself again this barrage”

“Ok, Ill give you a little breathing room.”

“Nice to meet you, Shelly, I think Im going to wander about the party
and see if everyone is having a good time”

“Ok, nice meeting you again”

They turned back to their conversation and I slipped away through the
crowd with my tail neatly tucked between my legs.

*

The night progressed quite nicely. The music was kept at a good level
and there were people dancing, which is always a good thing at a party, and
everyone was having a good time.

After an hour or so of “socializing” I decided that it was time for me
to return and make another attempt and enticing Shelly.

I returned to the kitchen, which, by this time, had gotten intolerably
warm…with the punch and all other drinkables being located there it was no
wonder everyone chose to congregate in that room.

“Its much cooler on the front porch,” I whispered into her ear as
I walked up behind her and put my arms around her waist. “And a little quieter
and more conducive to conversations rather than yelling matches”

She leaned her head back onto my shoulder and smiled. “Sure, let me
get some water first”

Cute AND friendly, how can this be? I couldn’t belive it.

I escorted her through the crowd of dancing people and out the
front door. We sat on the railing which surrounds the porch.

“So, what have you been doing with yourself these days? I haven’t
seen you since…wow, back in January. Whats’s new in your life”, I
said, trying to get the conversation off to a good start.

“Not much. I’ve been hanging around with Steve…going to
school…working. You know, the normal boring stuff.”

“Yeah, I’ve been working myself. Haven’t been in school but I’m trying
to work my way up to it again.” I paused for a short while to reposition
myself and she stood up.

“Leaving me?? So soon??” I asked, with a mock pained expression on
my face.

“No, wanted to turn around and stretch my legs”

She turned around to face away from me, straddled the railing and
reseated herself.

“Comfortable?”

“Yes. Go on, you were saying…”

She leaned into me as I lightly lifted up her shoulder-length hair
and began to gently massage her neck and shoulders.

“Thank you,” She said.

“You are ALWAYS welcome to this.”

She sighed and bent her head forward to allow for a better position for
my hands.

“Well, as I was saying…Whats with you and Steve?”

She tensed as my poorly worded question rolled from my tongue. “I don’t
know. We have been…” She looked up, glanced quickly around and continued
“…hanging out together for a while but nothing else going on…we are good
friends.”

Sigh, I thought to myself. ‘Just good friends’ doesn’t cause a reaction
like that. The eyes may be able to fool me, but the back muscles will NEVER
lie.

I decided to let it go for now. Hell, I was making progress right here
and now, I didn’t have time to think about Steve’s indecision.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to bring up a bad topic” I said, and leaned forward
to give her a long hung. Again she leaned against me and hugged my hands
and arms closer to her body.

“That’s ok. Its not that bad of a topic. Just a little touchy about
it.”

“Why?”

“Well, here I am sitting in your arms talking about Steve… Doesn’t
that make you a little nervous?”

“No, Steve is a good friend. We share everything….EVERYTHING”, I
said giving her a little squeeze for emphasis.

“Yeah, right.”

“No, really, didn’t he tell you”

“No, he didn’t”

“Ok, well I’m just joking.”

“I thought so,” She giggled. “I feel so comfortable being with you,”
she said, turning around to stare me in the eyes”

DAMN, the words I certainly didn’t wanna hear right now. Comfort isnt
what I’m shooting for…Im looking for ‘oh, kurt, you make be feel so HOT and
HORNY’ or ‘oh, kurt, I wanna gobble you up’…not…comfortable. Your brother
makes you feel comfortable. I could feel the flames rising up to strike me
down.

“Dis’d in the Malibu”, I whispered, more as an uncontrolled
verbalization than for anyone’s ears.

“Hmmm,” she quipped.

“Sorry, nothing. Just talking to myself…wanna join in the
conversation?”

“I thought I was already part of the conversation,” she said, with a
slightly confused look on her face.

“You are, hon. Just thinking about…things. I mean, I want you to
feel comfortable around me, but that isn’t really what I was looking for…if
you know what I mean.”

“Yes, I know what you mean, and I wish you hadn’t said that.”

STRIKE TWO — I gotta learn to talk from the heart and not from the
balls or booze. This one is gonna hurt!

“Why not,” I asked, trying hard to salvage what little bit of decency
that was left in this conversation.

“Well, I was kinda thinking the same thing. You seem like a really
nice guy and all, you actually seem interested in what >I< think and want AND
you give good massages…” That last bit threw me. I hadn’t realized
that I had not stopped rubbing her neck and shoulders. “…but I feel a little
uncomfortable about having Steve around”

“How about this,” I said, as I stopped massaging her temples. “I’m
going to get back to the party. I really don’t want to cause you any discomfort
about Steve and I certainly do not wish to screw up any chance you have with
Steve of having a relationship. Maybe some other time we could do something
about these urges of yours…little girl” I said, rubbing the inside of her
leg just above the knee.

“SIGH…I’ll see you later then.”

*

The party began to slowly die down after a couple hours and people
began to wander home.

“Ummm, can I get one of you to give me a ride home” Mike asked, his
speech only slightly slurred.

“Jesus, man, what the HELL did you do to yourself”

“Jim and I had a contest to see who could drink the most punch…Jim
lost”

“Barely, it seems. Sure, I’ll give you a ride home, big man” I said.

“Mind if I tag along,” Shelly asked.

“Nah, I would enjoy the company, Im really tired”

“Me too, lets go,” interrupted Mike who was already walking towards the
street.

“My car is this way, Mike”

“I knew that”

We poured Mike into the car, drove him to his apartment on the other
side of town, and sloshed him out again. I watched as he nimbly crept his
way up the stairs, around the sleeping cat, and into the apartment.

“SAFE! Another satisfied customer of M.Y. Taxi service.”

“Do this often?”

“No, not really, I’m usually the one in the back seat being sloshed
around. Hey, thanks for coming along.”

“No problem, there wasn’t anything going on back at the house and I
needed the fresh air.”

“Good deal” I said, pulling out of the drive way and slowly heading
back home.

We laughed and talked for nearly an hour on the way home. I stopped a
couple times and showed her some of the more interesting buildings in the down
town area, we wandered through the pre-dawn lighted residential district and
looked at all of the “neat” houses and then finally meandered back in the
general direction of home.

*

“Thanks for the tour…” she said, giving me a long hug.

“Never a problem. I’m going to crash…care to join me?”

A grin crept across her face and I realized how she had twisted my
innocent statement. “Sure, I need the sleep”.

We quietly climbed the stairs to my room. Soft snoring could be heard
from Steve, who, in his infinite stupidity, decided to sleep on the floor
instead of in my bed like I had told him.

“Why don’t we wake Steve up, and you two take the bed” I asked.

“We would never wake him up, he sleeps like a rock”

I knew this, but I didn’t want to suggest the only viable alternative.

“Ok, how about I sleep on the floor and you take the bed” I said.

“We could just share the bed, but I want to sleep in the side closest
to Steve”

Great, I get her into bed and she is thinking of Steve…Oh well, it
just wasn’t meant to be.

I fumbled around my room for a few minutes searching for a
couple blankets. Once found, I had to decide on what I was going to
wear to bed. I couldn’t sleep in the nude, like I usually do, and I
certainly didn’t wanna wear what I had on so I settled for a pair of
shorts and a T-shirt.

She had already snuggled down into the bed so I wished her a
good night and moved to the far side of the bed and went to sleep.

I woke up a couple minutes later to find the AC frosted up
and making all the noise in the world (this is nothing new. With
more than one person adding to the moisture level of the room, the
coils were bound to freeze up) so I leaned up and turned it off. The
cessation of the noise must have woken her up because she began
grasping her blanket closer to her and huddling up into a ball.

“Kwit yer fakin’”, I whispered into her ear. “It isn’t THAT
cold. Here, take this”

I draped the comforter I have been using over her body.

“Thank you,” she said, as she snuggled down to resume her sleep.
“Aren’t you cold?”

“No, I’ll be alright”

“No, come on, share”

Right about then I realized that she had this fetish for “sharing”
things. “Just maybe,” I thought to myself.

“Ok”.

I stuck my feet under the comforter and settled down to go back to
sleep.

“No, get on under here”

“I’m fine, really”

“You’re going to freeze, get under the blanket”

I got under the cover behind her, making sure to keep a respectable
distance from her body.

I know I have a problem cuddling. I like to, ALL the time and have
been known to, in the middle of night, while still sleeping, seek out my bed
partner so I could cuddle with them. Knowing this, I tried VERY hard not to
go to sleep but the party had taken its toll on me and I slowly, reluctantly,
drifted back into slumber.

I awoke again with her snuggled tightly against my body and my arm
draped around her midsection.

“Sorry,” I said weakly, drawing my arm away from her.

She squirmed and pressed herself, as if possible, closer to
me. I felt her hand grab mine and pull it back to her chest.

I moaned, which sounded more like a grumble, embraced her and
closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep. Cuddling with ANYONE
is certainly better than holding onto your pillow.

Her chest rose and fell in time with my own breathing and I
found it very hard to concentrate on sleep. As I lay there I could
hear her breathing quickening. I moved my thumb and brushed her soft
breast through her shirt and sport bra.

‘Ok, she is awake’, I thought to myself as I heard her let
out a sigh.

“Good morning,” I whispered into her ear while continuing the stroking
of her breasts.

“Hi,” she replied sheepishly and rolled onto her back.

“Am I keeping you awake?”

“Oh no…I’m not sleepy anymore.”

“Well, do you mind if I try to grab a couple more minutes of sleep?”

“No, go ahead,” She said, turning around so I could
reposition myself behind her.

After several long minutes, sleep did not come.

I decided to see if she had fallen asleep by brushing her
already erect nipple with the back of my hand.

“You are supposed to be sleeping” she said in a low voice.

“I tried, but it didn’t work. It must be the company”

“If you would stop rubbing my nipple like that I will stop
squirming and keeping you awake,” and for emphasis, she pressed her
ass against my crotch and began to slowly gyrate.

I quickly removed my hand from her breast and began tickling
her stomach. I learned a long time ago that whenever you are losing
a battle of control with someone…CHEAT.

She let out a little yelp and spun around to face me.

“That wasn’t fair”, she said as she grabbed at my hands, trying to
stop me from my continued assault.

“So what’s your point? ‘All’s fair in love, war, and pure lust’”

“If you say so,” with that the threw her left leg over my
body and pinned me to the bed.

“Wait a minute. NOW who is cheating?”

“I am…”

She began her slow gyrations again. I was sure should could
feel my erection bulging through my shorts but she kept grinding
away.

I pulled her body down to me, hoping, praying that she would
stop.

“Please stop,” I whispered into her ear.

“Why?”

“Because I’m hornier than hell, its morning, Steve, the guy
you came here with, is asleep on my floor NEXT TO THIS BED, and you
are making me want to flip you over and make very long slow lust to
you.”

“Then do it,” she said, rolling onto her back and into the
middle of the bed.

I positioned myself between her widely spread legs and again
began to whisper in her ear.

“This is wrong,” I said, accentuating my statement with a
kiss to her chin.

“What if he wakes up,” a kiss to her left cheek.

She moaned a weak response as I trailed kisses down her neck
to her breasts. Her nipples stood firm even through her shirt and I
bit her softly there and continued down her body.

Her back arched as I began lifting her shirt slowly up her
body. I removed her bra and planted wet kisses on her soft breasts.

“Oh God, that feels good” she blurted out.

I stopped kissing her and whispered to her to be quiet.

“I can’t help it. That feels wonderful”

“Shhh…if Steve wakes up…”

“He won’t. He sleeps like a rock. He’s never ready to go in the
mornings and that’s when I am at my horniest”

“Me too,” I said, quickly returning my attention to her nipples.

Trailing wet kisses all the way, I began my trek down her body to her
pubes.

I teased her blood engorged labia with my fingers as I pressed my
tongue deep into her cunt. I spread her lips apart slightly so I could see her
clit…the target of my passion…and began applying light pressure there with
my thumb and gently licking with my tongue. I could feel her nearing her
orgasm.

If she screamed, I certainly didn’t hear it. Her legs clamped tightly
around my ears as she entered into her first orgasm. She released my head and
shuddered to a slow orgasmic halt. I took one last long lick of her very wet
vagina and moved up her body.

“Kiss me,” I said.

She leaned up and kissed me. He lips yielded slowly to my probing
and she began to suck hungrily at my tongue as it entered he mouth.

“Is that what I taste like?” she said, breaking our kiss and licking
her lips.

“Yes, that’s you, hon. Does it taste as good to you as it does to me?”

“I think so. Its kinda sweet with a light ‘tang’ to it.”

She was right. I had never tasted such an interesting woman before.

I presented her my finger which she hungrily licked into her
mouth and teased as if to promise what was to come. I removed my now
wet finger from her mouth and trailed it down the center of her body.
Stopping just short of her pubic hair, I turned to see her with her
head tilted backwards and a large grin on her face.

“Want more?” I asked quietly, as I began gently massaging her
clitoris again.

“I want to feel you inside of me”

I eased over to the night stand and got out a condom. Better
safe than sorry, I always say.

“Are you sure about this…I mean, with Steve and all…” I
asked, still holding the condom package tightly in the palm of my
hand.

“I’m horny NOW and he won’t be awake til sometime after noon
and even then he wont want to do anything.”

I tore the foil wrapper open and flung it to the floor. I
slipped the now warm condom over my penis and positioned myself above
her.

I kissed her softly as I slowly entered her body. She arched
her back sharply and widened her legs as I continued the slow descent
of my pelvis.

She gave a contented grunt when our pubes met and began
rocking from side to side.

“How does that feel?”

“Oh god that feels good. Stay there for just a couple more
seconds”

She slowly increased her speed and began to buck against me
while I tried to hold still. I felt her muscles contract around my
cock and rhythmically being stroking its shaft like tiny bands,
massaging me.

She let out a sigh as she reached another orgasmic-plateau
and stopped her rocking.

“If you had waited a couple minutes I could have joined you
in that one,” I said, a little hurt that she went on without me.

“That just makes the next one so much better…”

I slowly pulled out of her and just as slowly re-entered.
She moaned her enjoyment into my ear as I picked up the pace.

“Shhh…” I said to her as she began to get louder with her
moans.

“Ung…I cant help it. Oh god, Im going…”

I pressed my mouth against her lips to stifle her screams and
continued to piston myself in and out of her wet cunt. I could feel
my orgasm building as she, in her orgasmic throes, wiggled and shook
beneath me.

“Can I come now?” I asked

“Yes! Oh god, Yes”

I lifted myself up on my hands and began to slowly tease her
cunt with cock with deep circular strokes. Her ankles crossed at the
small of my back and pressed me deeper into her. I felt her tense
again and I knew she was ready for another orgasm. I began moving
faster, in and out of her and my orgasm burst forth.

My condom-covered cock flopped limply to my stomach when I
laid down next to her. I stroked her matted hair and kissed her
softly on the forehead.

“That was wonderful. Thank you” I said to her, and I began
to lick the sweat from her brow.

“I should be the one to thank you. That felt great.”

“And I should thank you both for keeping me awake for the
last hour or so”

“Uh Oh” we said in unison, turning to see Steve kneeling at
the edge of the bed.

It was nearing graduation and soon Rick would have his engineering

degree. He was deep in the job search trying to find something,

anything, in todays poor economy. He thought he was a resonably good

candidate for a job as he had fairly good grades, some experience, was

willing to relocate, and had nothing tying him down. He did not even

have a girlfriend. With all the studying he had to do for engineering

he never had time to date which meant he also had never gotten laid. He

had not even made out with any girls in a long time. The girls where

certainly interested enough in him but he just did not have the time for

them. As the semester was coming to a close the pressures were

lightening up on him and he was beginning to take more notice of the

girls on campus. He would notice girls in class in shorts or short

skirts and fantasize about them in bed at night while jerking off.

Since he had no experience he did not know how to talk to the girls to

get a date.

He was waiting for his interview with some dinky little company he

had never heard of. The wait outside the interview office always made

him nervous and uncomfortable. Finally the door opened and the

interviewer came out to greet him. He was a little surprised. Untill

now all his interviewers had been stuffy old men and women in bland navy

blue suits and no realy distinguishing features. This interviewer was a

little different. She was in her mid to late forties but looked pretty

hot for her age and Chuck had been fantasizing about doing it with an

older lady lately. She had on thin white blouse, a blue mini skirt,

white ankle length tights and blue pumps. She had beutiful long red

hair, fair skin and Chuck could see a considerable amount of soft brown

freckles down her neckline towards her chest inside her blouse.

“This is not what I was expecting, I don’t think a massive hard on

would be a good first impression here!” Chuck thought. The interviewer

introduced herself and told Chuck to come in and have a seat. The

interviewer sat across the desk from him and Chuck figured he was saved

as he could not see most of here body because of the desk. The

interview started off ok but things started getting tougher for Chuck.

not only were the questiones getting more difficult and more personal but

the interviewer leaned back in her chair, kicked her shoes off and put

one leg up on the desk. “Oh great, now she’s flashing her legs at me…

I’ll jusy count the wrinkles on her face, that will save me…. Hmmmm no

wrinkles, I’ll count freckles.”

As his freckle counting moved on down her neck the interviewer

reached up and scratched her shoulder causing her blouse to shift just

enough for Chcuk to get a clear view straight down the cleveage between

two rather large tits. Chuck was starting to sweat and looked away

quickly. As his gaze returned to the interviewer to answer the next

question he saw that her skirt had ridden up and he was getting a

perfect crotch shot right between her legs and to make matters worse

there was a wet spot on her white tights right between her legs.

Chuck froze, words failed him. The interviewr looked at him for a

minute then realized his attention was on something else. She looked

down and saw that his eyes were pinned on the wet spot in her crotch.

She looked at him for a second and as thoughts slipped through her mind

the wet spot began to grow. It turned her on tremendously to realize

that this young college kid was getting hot over her. She looked at

Chuck and pretended not to notice what he was staring at. Instead she

said to him “It’s awful hot in here and we have much more to discuss,

why don’t you take off your jacket and tie and make yourself more

comfortable. Chuck complied and she watched with pleasure as he removed

his jacket and his tie. As he turned around to place his jacket on his

chair she took a good look at his ass and she liked what she saw. As

Chuck sat down he noticed that the wet spot had gotten a lot wetter and

a lot larger. He licked his lips in nervousness. At that point the

interviewer decided what she would do. She had never even considered

such a thing before but she was going to seduce this boy right here in

this office.

She spread her legs as much as she could and then said “Do you like

what you see?” Chuck looked up and thought “oh shit, the jigs up, this

job is history.” “Maybe I can make this easier for you.” she said as

she stood up. She walked around the desk till she was right in front of

him. She reached up under skirt, grabbed her tights and pulled them

down and off. She sat on the edge of the desk and pulled her skirt up

to her waist spreading her legs. Chuck looked down at the first bare

pussy he had ever seen. He had never even bought a dirty magazine in

his life. She took his hand and placed it on her mound. He could not

believe this was happening but he could not resist it either. He bagan

probing his finger around her hairy red pussy till he found her opening.

He slid his finger all the way in her wet hole and slid it in and out a

few times. “would you like to eat me?” she asked. “well, um, I uh, I

mean I never, um…” he tried to respond. “you mean you’ve never eaten

a girl before?” she asked. he looked at her a little embarassed for a

second and she realized “you’ve never done it at all have you?” she

asked. “Well, no” he said. “well I will just have to teach you she

answered.

She pressed his head gently down till his mouth was on her pussy.

He kissed it once, then licked it. It was a little musky but the taste

was better than he expected. He bagan probing deeper and deeper with

his tongue until he tasted her jiuces dripping into his mouth. She

moaned and wiggled on the desk for a while holding his head against her

crotch.

After a few minutes she stood back up, dropped her skirt, removed

her shirt and bra and stood before him totaly naked. Chuck took in the

view for a minute and then she pressed her tits to his face. He grabbed

hold of them and felt them and started licking and sucking the nipples.

She reached down and unbuttoned his shirt. She tugged it off of him and

then pulled him up standing. She undid his pants and pulled his pants

and underpants down and off in one quick motion. His shoes popped off

with the tugg of the pants and she pulled the socks off. Now they were

both naked. She pushed him down in the chair and then realized that it

would be a good idea to lock the door. She reached over him and locked

it. Then she knealt down in front of him. “Now it’s your turn” she

said with a smile.

She took his dick in her hand, stuck her tongue out and swirled her

tongue all around the tip of his dick. Then she ran her tongue up and

down his shaft. She saw a drop of precum on his tip and she touched her

Tongue to it licking it up. She opened her mouth and slid his dick all

the way. She began sucking, sliding his dick in and out of her mouth

letting him fuck her throat. She took his whole dick as deep as it

would go. It did not take long before Chuck starting squirting the

largest load she had ever tasted in her mouth. She pulled his dick part

way our so that she capture all his come on her tongue and savor every

drop. He filled her mouth with his hot white cream. She looked up at

him, opened her mouth showing him all his cum in her mouth. Then she

swirled her tongue around her mouth swishing the cum around and

swallowed it all.

She climbed up on the chair and stradled Chuck. She grabbed his

long pole and guided it into her pussy. She got the tip just inside her

and held it for a second and then dropped herslef down on it in one

quick motion. Chuck moaned in ecstasy. She started sliding up and down

his pole and loved every millimeter of it sliding in and out of her. It

was average length but much thicker than other dicks she had had inside

her. She bounced in his lap and fucked him madly. She clenched her

pussy muscles and squeezed his dick as hard as she could. After a few

minutes she could feel him squriting deep inside her. She had never

felt anyone squirt so hard in her before. The heat and the squirt made

her cum as well. She had a tremendous orgasm and her juices started

dripping down Chucks pole and onto the chair. Chuck had blown his load

but she did not let him stop there. She kept bouncing up and down

riding his pole. Chuck thought his dick was going to explode she was

fucking him so hard. She would not even give him a moment to rest.

After a minute she had him cuming in her again. He was squirting even

harder than before and this made her cum even harder than before. She

never new it was possible but she came so hard her juices started

squirting out of her all over Chuck and all over the chair. She stopped

and just held his dick in her. They hugged each other and relaxed for a

minute. She sat there and felt his dick as it slowly softened and

shrunk. She did not let go of it till it went totaly limp and slipped out

of her.

She stood up kissed Chuck long and deeply and said “I would like to

make you an offer, you are definately the type of man I want working

under me!” They got dressed and Chuck left the room with an offer in

hand. Not only was he getting a decent job he was gonna get to ball the

boss every day as well. Sounded good to him.

She decided she better switch the wet chair with another one before

her next interviewee arrived. After a few minutes there was a knock on

the door. She opened the door and greeted Susan, the next candidate for

the job. Susan came in, had a seat, sniffed the air and said

questioningly “It smells like fish in here?” The interviewer smiled and

just said “So tell me Susan? how do you feel about older women?”

The End

–

“What do you mean you don’t know if you’re ticklish or not? You’re
18 years old!” Bob had been dating Angela for about 2 months. She was
perfect – 5′5″, classic Italian looks, great body, great personality.
She was also the only child of a very wealthy car dealer in town, so she
was spoiled rotten, but had also been lonely most of her life.

“I just said nobody had ever tickled me, so I don’t know what it is
like,” she replied. “I’ve often wondered.”

“Your mother or father never tickled you as a child? Or anytime?” Bob
wondered. “No, they aren’t real touching people, so how could I have been?”

They were sitting on the side of Angela’s swimming pool. Boy, she
looked great in that blue bikini! Nobody else was home, so Bob had a great
idea. “Let’s go inside, and I’ll find out if you’re ticklish or not!”

Angela actually seemed sort of excited by the thought, and she jumped
right up and ran in the house. “Where should we go?” she asked. Bob thought
for a moment, then said “You have a four-poster bed, right?” She nodded.
“Go to your bedroom and pull the covers off of the bed, and I’ll be in in a
minute.” She ran off.

Bob went into the living room and found what he was looking for — a large
basket with long, stiff peacock feathers — and selected two of them. He
started upstairs, but then thought of something else and made a quick detour.

As Bob walked into the room holding the feathers in one hand, Angela
smiled, then asked, “Why is your other hand behind your back?” He answered,
“Well, since we don’t know if you’re ticklish, or how ticklish you are, I
thought maybe it wouldn’t hurt to make sure I didn’t accidentally get hit or
kicked if you started jerking around.” He pulled out the neckties he had found
in her father’s closet and said, “So, can I tie your hands and feet, just in
case?”

Angela looked a little unsure for a minute, but then agreed. “But if I
don’t like it, when I say STOP, I mean STOP. O.K.?” Bob also agreed.

Having Angela lay down on the bed, Bob tied one end of the necktie to her
right wrist and pulled her arm over her head to secure it to the bedpost. Going
to her left side, he did the same with her left wrist. He then repeated this
with both of her feet, leaving her bound spread-eagle and absolutely helpless.

Bob sat down on the bed next to her and said, “Are you sure you want to
do this?” She nodded her head, not quite sure what she may be in for. “O.K.!
Here goes!!!”

Taking one of the feathers, he started at her left wrist and began slowly
sliding it down her arm. She did nothing. He got closer and closer to her
underarm, until she should have been writhing in agony. She didn’t flinch. He
picked up the other feather and used both of them on her armpits, sides, and
stomach. Nothing. Not even a smile.

Now sort of disappointed, he moved down a little and ran the feathers up
and down her soft inner thighs. Her eyes widened, and she started to wiggle a
bit. “What is that?” she asked amazedly. “That, my dear, is the start of your
ticklishness.” He continued stroking her legs, and was rewarded with more
squirming and some laughter.

Tiring of this after 15 minutes, he dropped the feathers and gently took
a knee in each hand and began tweaking them. She jumped around a little, but
not much. Then he reached underneath her to grab the backs of her legs, and
did the same thing. Now, she went wild! While she laughed uncontrollably and
tried to pull out of the ties, he tickled her for another 10 minutes.

When he finished, she was panting and sweating and looked at him and said,
“I don’t think I care for being tickled. Untie me please.”

With a devilish look in his eye, he innocently commented, “But I haven’t
gotten to your feet yet!” She didn’t even want to try though, insisting he
release her.

“I’m sorry you feel that way, Angie, but I can’t. I wouldn’t feel I had
fulfilled my duty to you if I didn’t help you find out if your feet were
ticklish or not!”

Pulling a chair up to the end of the bed, Bob sat down at Angela’s feet.
“You promised you would stop when I said to!” Angela screamed. “Sorry,”
was his only answer.

Taking a feather in each hand again, he began lightly running them up and
down the tops of Angela’s feet. Starting to get a smug grin back on her face,
Angela laughed and said, “Ha! Doesn’t do a thing. Now untie me!” Instead of
replying, Bob switched the feathers to the bottoms of her feet. Immediately
she regretted being smart-mouthed, and began giggling. “Please, stop. I can’t
take any more!” “No, we have to make sure you are really ticklish on your feet!
This is just the beginning!”

Taking the pencil-like tips of the feathers, he attacked her insteps and
heels without mercy, continuing for 15 minutes this way. NOW, she was begging
for him to stop. But still no relief.

Now he ran both ends of the feathers between her toes, creating a new wave
of chuckling and pleading.

Trying a new tactic, he found a ball-point pen and wrote ‘Bob loves Angela’
one each sole 5 times. “Oh, look. Your feet are dirty! I’ll have to wash
them for you!”

Going into her bathroom, he half-filled a bucket with warm, soapy water and
found a soft scrub brush. As he sat down, she realized what would happen, and
pulled even harder on the neckties, but he had tied her well.

Nearly in tears from the previous torture, she looked at him with puppy
dog eyes and said, “I beg you not to do this. Please?” He almost relented,
but something said “Why not?” So it began.

Dipping the brush into the water, he then brought it to the sole of her
right foot. “Still say ‘Doesn’t do a thing?’” he taunted. Holding the top of
her foot with one hand he scrubbed lightly but firmly across the arch, instep,
heel and under the toes of the foot, soaping it up good, but not removing much
ink. “This brush isn’t doing much good (although she had almost passed out from
being tickled so much) maybe I’ll try this nice sponge.” Thoroughly wetting the
sponge, he then applied that to her bare sole, again making her writhe and
scream.

Now he transferred his attentions to her left foot, with the same results.
She was getting tired, and crying from laughing so hard, so she just lay there,
occasionally jerking of jumping, but still unable to escape.

Her feet were now clean, and he produced a nice, fluffy towel to dry them
on. He then kissed each foot on the sole, each knee, each thigh, her tummy,
and gently licked and kissed each underarm (with the licking making her squirm
around and hoarsely whisper “PLEASE STOP”). Then he kissed her hard and long
on the lips and asked, “Are you mad at me for not untying you? ‘Cause if you
are, I can ask your feet instead!”

With a look of near-terror in her eyes, she vigorously shook her head and
said, “NO, I’m not mad!” Being bound and tickled for 2 hours left her limply
lying there when he untied her. He lay down next to her and began to caress
her face. “I think it’s time I help you find out if you’re ticklish, buddy!”
she exclaimed. He did decided it was only fair, and allowed her to tie his
wrists and ankles. He’d tell her later that he wasn’t ticklish!!!!