Beach Hotties Threesome

It was one of those hot summers, in which long days of sun and heat
drove the people towards the sea-shore. Beverly was one of them, seeking
coolness in the fresh salty wind that blew through her hair.
“Wow, this beach is crowded!” Beverly said to her friend Janice, who had
decided to come along with her. Actually, Janice was the neighbor’s daughter,
but she and Beverly had become very close, since Beverly had moved in at her
new apartment some year ago. She was thirteen years of age, five years younger
than Beverly, but somehow they always appeared to be on the same wavelength.
In all sorts of things…
Janice shrugged and replied: “We could have expected this. It’s so hot today!
I don’t feel much anyway like just lying around all the time and frying in
the sun.” She smiled broadly as she said this, blinking at Beverly, who
giggled back. Continue reading Beach Hotties Threesome

Innocent And Lustful Eyes

I met her on a warm summer evening, her eyes were the first thing that
intrigued me about her. She looked like a picture that was a
combination of lust and innocence.

I asked her how she was this fine evening, she looked at me like I just
ruined a perfect thought. I thought to myself “What a stupid thing to
say”. She replied “I don’t know, you tell me”. I was not sure but I
thought I caught a glimmer of a smile.

Being a very cautious, I told her she looked wonderful to me. This
seemed to please her.

In the few minutes we had been talking she seemed to relax. I finally
looked at her whole form. Continue reading Innocent And Lustful Eyes

Hypnosis Sideeffects

When most people inquire about hypnosis in the bedroom
they are incredulous about it. It is not really a sleep, but
rather an altered state of consciousness or awareness. To give
you examples that each of us encounter in everyday life, I
believe the following will suffice. Have you ever traveled from
your home to work while your mind was on something other than
driving? You often arrive and don’t remember how you got there.
How about driving on a long trip in the morning after being well
rested over night? The road has an hypnotic effect on many of us,
and we seem to dose off. Continue reading Hypnosis Sideeffects

Cyber Meeting

Cyber Meeting
By: abhishek singh
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Julia and Rose were two college roommates, both girls came from big cities on opposite ends of the country. Their first day of college when they met in their dorm room for the first time they felt they hit it off well and would become good friends. Both girls were highly into computers, both of them brought a technical arsenal matching that of a NASA super computer. Their toys ranged from camera’s to joysticks to hot new graphics programs and high speed machines. It was most obvious these girls weren’t joking around when it came to their hobbies of web surfing. They both decided for the better of their relationship, so as not to have to fight over phone or computer usage, to keep both computers and get separate high speed Internet connections for each. They spent many a nights that year surfing the net giggling over Internet porn they’d happen upon and meeting people in chat rooms on the Internet.
One night both girls sat quietly at their desks the occasional giggle coming from them as they typed away clicking madly. Each girl had decided to experiment and enter a chat for Lesbians and Bisexual women. Each girl had met someone they found to be very interesting. Night after night they met up with their “cyberdates” and chatted for hours into the night. The next each kept the topic of their chat to themselves in fear of revealing to their roommate the interest they had in the same sex.
Rose would casually pass on little clues to Julia about who she was talking to so much on her computer, and Julia would do the same keeping the information they shared limited to general things. Then one day Julia let it slip she had been talking to another woman by saying “her” in one of her sentences when talking about her friend. Rose surprised but happy that she was talking to a woman also let out how she had been talking to a woman too. The two giggled and went on saying little things about their cyberdates each one happy for the other.
Months went by and so did the nightly meetings, nothing personal had yet been passed between the girls and their cyberfriends except age, sex, and the common knowledge of their interest in women. So they decided to get a little more personal each girl told their cyberfriend how they would like to meet. The news that their cyberfriends lived in the same town came as a great and most welcome surprise to them. So they decided to meet at a local night club and see if they could recognize each other without the help of knowing before hand what the other looked like. So each girl dressed up in their sexiest night clubbing dresses a little stunned that they had both made plans on the same night but letting it go as a coincidence since it was a Friday night. They each made their way to their destinations in their cars.
Julia reached her meeting spot first and entered the club crossing the crowded dance floor to head for the bar. Soon after Rose reached her destination and went in deciding to stay close by the door in a booth so as to see all the people who came in and try to spot her date. As the night went on and minutes turned to hours they became a little uncertain about meeting the person they came to meet. Julia deciding to take a break and head for the bathroom to freshen up when in midstream she bumped into Rose of all people who was on her way back to her booth from the bathroom. Surprise turned to glee in both of them seeing how they had met someone that night they knew and felt comfortable with. Not much was said as to why they were both there but they decided to sit together and talk while they waited since the night was still young.
Hours passed by and their dates where nowhere to be seen, suddenly Rose turned to Julia and asked what brought her to this club on this particular night. Julia’s confession that she had come to meet her cyberfriend her came as a stunning surprise to Rose as she burst out, “Me too!” It didn’t take long for them to put two and two together and realize that the people they had met in the chat room was actually each other. Laughter burst from both of them in embarrassment as they went on confirming their sudden realization with details of their conversations.
A bit of shyness and embarrassment also took hold as they recalled some of the hotter topics of their conversations. The two decided to make the best of the night and hang out at the club together having drinks and dancing the night away. Later on they each drove their cars back to the dorm arriving at the same time and walking up to the room together. After the long night of dancing they felt a dip in the hot tub would be a great way to relax and loosen up before bed. They both changed into their bikini’s and took their towels and head down to the hot tub. To their luck no one else was around and they had the place to themselves. After setting the tub’s temperature they both slipped in and sighed in unison as they relaxed in the hot water and let the jets work over their tired muscles. Rose turned to Julia and brought up how funny it was that of all the people on the Internet they managed to find each other. Julia agreed and they both laughed about it for while commenting about the oddity of it all and how slim the chances were.
Then Rose mentioned the conversations they had, in particular the sexier ones about what they would do to each other. Rose then asked Julia if she felt the same way now that they knew who they were talking to. Julia a bit buzzed from the alcohol simply answered by reaching over and pulling Rose to her kissing her deeply.
Rose’s eyes went wide as she got pulled into the deep kiss, the surprise let way to pleasure as the answer she got was the answer she was looking forward to even if it was a bit more forward than she expected. Rose then leaned over and began to kiss Julia softly on the neck and along her face then on her lips for a long deep passionate kiss. Her hands roamed all over Julia as they kissed and she pulled down Julia’s bathing suit top and massaged her breasts pinching and pulling her nipples while still kissing her.
As they kissed Rose sucked Julia’s bottom lip a little, then as she broke off the kiss she moved down and lifted Julia’s breasts to her mouth kissing them. Then taking one of her nipples into her mouth Rose began to suckle it hard and passionately. Soft moans vibrated against the areola of Julia’s nipple as Rose suckled on it her hands pulled off Julia’s top completely and then moved down her body to pull her bikini bottoms aside and gently begin to rub Julia’s pussylips while still suckling on her nipple. She then switched to her other nipple and suckled on it equally as intense for a while. Rose’s fingers dipping into Julia’s pussy rubbing around inside hooking them so she could rub Julia’s g-spot and try to make her cum right on Rose’s hand. Then Rose stopped and pulled off her top to rub her breasts all over Julia’s as she took her into her arms and grabbed her ass massaging it while kissing and suckling her neck. Then Rose pulled off Julia’s bikini bottoms and lifted her up to sit her on the edge of the tub, meanwhile Rose slid off her bottoms so they were both naked.
Then Rose kneeled between Julia’s legs and proceeded to eat her pussy like nothing Julia had ever experienced before. Suckling, licking, nibbling all over Julia’s labia and clit Rose’s tongue flickered over her sensitive clit while her fingers held Julia’s pussylips wide open. Rose’s fingers traced up and down her labia while she suckled on Julia’s swollen red clit. Then lightly Rose teased Julia’s asshole with her finger, rubbing the tight little rim in circles and dipping the tip of her finger in. Rose then moved her tongue down and licked Julia’s pussyhole dipping her tongue inside and licking around, then to try and drive her crazy Rose used the very tip of her tongue to flick against the tiny sensitive slit of Julia’s peehole.
She continued this as Julia screamed in pleasure and ran her hands through Rose’s short thick black hair. Rose then run her nails along Julia’s inner thighs still eating her pussy and tongue fucking her till she couldn’t take anymore and began to scream loudly convulsing with multiple orgasms. So then Rose began to finger fuck Julia with two digits, her middle and fore finger, again and again deep and hard while Julia was cumming. Rose licked around her fingers against Julia’s labia and clit tasting her sweet cum as it ran in streams down the sides of her pussy coating Rose’s hand and mouth.
After letting Julia settle down from cumming Rose pulled her down into her arms and held Julia close between her legs in the water kissing her softly as she panted and caught her breath. Soon after the two gathered their clothes and dried off to head back to their room. They decided to push the beds together in their dorm room and sleep with each other for the rest of the year making Rose and Julia’s freshmen year of college one to remember always.

Cyber Meeting

Cheating Spouses

Since graduating from college, Simon and Melisa lived with her
parent’s at their large estate in Rhode Island. Melisa, more than Simon,
wanted to move out, away from her rich father’s influence. Even though
he had the best intentions in the world, Melisa didn’t want her husband
conforming to her father’s conservative way of life, which she felt
Simon would if they remained living there. As it was, her husband could
be a real stick in the mud at times, and Melisa didn’t want him getting
any worse.
Her prayers were answered one day when Simon received an unexpected
job offer from one of his old friends. The sexy, but spoiled, redhead
used all of her charms and every trick she knew to coax Simon into
accepting the offer, which was no small accomplishment since her father
had a counter offer for a large pay increase and a better position
within his corporation for Simon. In the end though, Melisa won out, and
they moved away to Simon’s home town in northern Wisconsin. Continue reading Cheating Spouses

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“Jake, your two thirty is here,” Kiki informed her boss, photographer, Jake Klein. Without looking up from the proofs he was reviewing, he replied, “Set her up in studio three, and get the lighting set
up!” “Sure thing, boss,” Kiki replied, “you’re gonna enjoy this one, she’s a stunner!” Hearing that, he put down his viewer and said, “Well in that case, get the video camera started, after all, she said
she wants to be in pictures, so let’s not disappoint her!!!” Ten minutes later Jake breezed into studio and three and with an extension of his hand said, “Hi, I’m Jake, and you’ve already met my assistant
Kiki, and you must be Angela!!!” From the way her small hand was shaking, Jake could sense that Angela was really nervous about posing, and he took great pains to ease her fears! “Say,” he said smoothly,
“you are a very beautiful woman, and these pictures are a gift for your husband!?!” Angela shook her head and replied, “Our tenth wedding anniversary is coming up, and I decided to give Dave, he’s my
husband, some intimate photos of me as a sorta surprise!” “Well,” Jake intoned brightly, “lots of women are doing just that very thing, and just between you and me, their husbands or boy friends just
love it!!!” “Oh, I hope so,” Angela opined nervously, “I so much want to make him happy!!!” “Whatya say we start off with a few of you in the clothes you have on now, just to get you used to being in
front of the camera,” Jake suggested! “Uh, okay,” Angela answered in a relieved voice, “that’s a good idea!!!” “Here,” Kiki said, “before we start have a drink of this, it will calm your nerves, it’s
just white wine!” Angela took the glass, drained it, and asked, “What do I do first?!?”

For the next five minutes or so, Jake took at least thirty snaps of Angela in various poses around the studio, while praising her at every opportunity! “Wow,” Jake enthused, “you’re a natural, don’t you
think she’s a natural, Kiki,” while she nodded her head and enthusiastically agreed with her boss! Even though she was no model, Jake had to admit that she was taking to posing like a duck to water, and
while Jake was changing his film, Kiki offered Angela another drink of wine, which she eagerly drank to the bottom of the glass! When Jake was ready to shoot, he suggested, “Okay, honey, you’re doing
just great, let’s unbutton the blouse and show a little cleavage, Kiki, get in their and help her please!!!” Angela, looking a little confused, just stood there and let Kiki open the front of her blouse
and expose her large breasts which were encased in a pretty white lace bra! “Oh, man,” Jake said, “your hubby is one lucky guy, I’d love to see his face when he sees your photos!!!” Angela laughed a nervous
laugh, but settled into serious posing as soon as Jake’s camera began clicking away! “Great,” Jake said, “turn to the left a little, good girl, show me that kittenish look, oh yeah, dip your shoulder
a little, bend over just a tad, okay that’s good!!!” “Let’s get a little more daring,” Jake said a matter of factly, “okay, Kiki, unhook her bra and let it slip down a little, but don’t take it all the
way off, I want her breasts to kinda hang out just above it, like they’re spilling out!!!” Again Kiki offered some wine to Angela, and while she was drinking it down, Kiki unhooked the 36DD bra and let
it slip from Angela’s breasts!!!

Again, Jake just started clicking away and Angela began posing, following his orders to a tee! Jake had photographed literally thousands of naked women, but for a woman of thirty five, Angela had one
of the most fantastic chests he had ever seen!!! “Wow, baby, when I said your husband was a lucky man, I misspoke,” Jake said smoothly, “he hit the lottery, you are incredible!!!” Even from twenty feet
away Jake could see the red rising in Angela’s embarrassed face! “Hey, baby, don’t be embarrassed,” he went on, “if you got I flaunt it I always say, and let me tellya, you’ve got it!!!” After a few more
minutes, Jake announced, “I’m out of film again, Kiki, take her into the dressing room and give her the works, and I’ll get the LeicaFlex set up!!!”
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Job Interview

Archive-title: Job Interview

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

Lesbian Story Breast

Breast
By: abhishek singh
Hello all ISS readers! I am back again with a hot sizzling story. As you knows me IТm Abhishek Singh 18 male living in Delhi near mother dairy of Pandav Nagar. I will hope that u will enjoy the story. Mail me any comments, queries or anything on lusty_passion@hotmail.com or lusty_passion@rediffmail.com.
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Catherine was an easy living girl. She studied at the University of Boston and was 21. She really love to go out and have fun at parties Ц and after them as well. She was a medium-sized, very pretty, young woman. She had nice blonde hair, a bit longer than shoulder-length and pretty, a bit girlish face with a nice, seductive laugh. She had quite a slim body, with a fine ass and B-cupped breasts, that were not very big, just a nice, small handful.
At tonight’s students party she got to know one of the elder student girls. Her name was Nina, and at the age of 24 she was three years older than herself. She too was quite a funny and somehow cool and tough girl. She was dressed in very tight fitting blue jeans and a jeans blouse too, while Catherine wore a white blouse and jeans. Nina was only a very little taller than Catherine and she too had a very sportive and slim figure, her breasts were even a bit smaller than Catherine’s. She had long, black hair, reaching down well over her shoulders. Her face was really beautiful and she always had that cool expression.
The two girls had started chatting and having fun and soon Catherine got to know that Nina was strictly lesbian. Catherine had never before had any lesbian experiences. She was a bit fascinated by that women, that started flirting with her. They began an argue about what was the better sex Ц lesbian or hetero and it was not long till Nina suggested a bet: she said that she could make Catherine cum by just pleasuring her breast with her mouth. If she really made it Catherine would spend the night with her.
Catherine was in fun mood and also got very excited by that bet and so she quickly agreed and the two party girls made for Nina’s room.
“So let’s get started, Catherine. It will not take me long to make you cum. You are already mine for tonight, little hetero girl,” Nina teased her. “So open your blouse for me and give me access to my work!”
“But I want to see your tits, too,” Catherine replied. “What a pleasure for me. You are on the right way, Babe!”
The two girls loved. Catherine loved the way Nina talked. Both girls started unbuttoning their blouses. Catherine had seen a lot of naked breasts in her life, but for the first time she looked at breasts in a sexually orientated way. And somehow it made her hot. She found the quiet, flat, but very firm breasts with slightly aroused nipples really very sexy.
Nina too loved the sight of Catherine’s pair of tits. With her hands she grabbed for both breasts and let her fingers gently play.
“Which one shall I take? Hmmm. I will start where your heart is. So I take the left.”
Nina did not waste any time. Her left hand felt out Catherine’s left breast. She was very gentle and soft. Her fingers tenderly stroke over her skin, rounded the breast, teased the undersides, gently played around the sensitive area around her nipple and of course did not forget to rub her nipple. Within seconds Catherine was standing rock hard.
Catherine did not have big nipples. Even when fully erect they were rather small, but they were really sensitive. From the first moment Catherine felt a wave of pleasure sweeping through her body. She felt an arousal make her blood rush; and it were not only her nipples that showed the signs of her sexual arousal; very soon her pussy was getting moist, was getting wet with her sweat, creamy love juices. She would have loved to take her hand into her jean and use her fingers on her pussy. But she did not dare that; instead her hand went to her right breast and her own fingers started playing with her other nipple.
It was not only the very experienced and very sexy touching of Nina but maybe even more the arousing situation of doing such a naughty bet, and of doing it with another woman, of experiencing a lesbian situation for the first time.
Catherine looked down and highly aroused watched as Nina now brought her mouth to her breast. With quick and teasing butterfly kisses she covered every inch of the skin of her breasts. Her red, wet lips were eagerly kissing and the sight of it almost took Catherine’s breath.
Soon Nina’s warm, wet kisses reached the area around her nipple. She was very sensitive there. Moans escaped her mouth. Nina also used her tongue. She licked along the undersides of her breast and up again to the surroundings of her nipple. The wet, teasing, tongue circled her nipple area and over and over again touched her rock hard, erect nipple.
Catherine could not take her eyes of Nina’s beautiful face so close at he breast and at her mouth, lips and tongue that were teasing, pleasuring her breast in an experienced, arousing way, it never had been before.
With short, quick and hard licks Nina tongue now added one gear of arousal. Catherine’s already fully erect nipple seemed to grow even more. She now really moaned with lust. She stood against the wall of the room, moaned with lust and pleasure and watched Nina pleasure her breast.
Wilder and harder became Nina’s tongue licks and then her whole mouth went over her nipple. Her lips closed around the erect nipple. Her tongue still circled the nipple within her mouth, made it wet and hot, before she eagerly started sucking it.
Nina’s own nipples were rock hard now too and she could not resist her own urges and so her free hand went between her legs rubbing against her jean at her crotch area and thus giving herself a bit of additional pleasure to her meanwhile wet pussy.
The sucking made Catherine to moan constantly. She already knew that she had lost the bet and even if she would not cum, she knew one thing: that she definitely wanted to spend the night with this hot girl. But she wanted to cum and she knew she already was close to it.
Her eyes still were fixed to her own left breast, her hand still was playing with her right nipple. She saw and felt as Nina’s mouth was sucking deeper and harder, as her lips were parting more and more and so she now had not only her nipple but almost two thirds of her whole breast within her wet, warm mouth.
Nina sucked her whole breast, licked the skin of it within her mouth, circled her nipple area and licked hard against the nipple Ц all within her eager mouth.
Alone the picture of that pretty girl having almost all her breast sucked into her mouth and the feeling of the warmth and wetness made Catherine reach the edge.
Nina’s experienced mouth now went up and down her breast, going back to only her nipple and sucking it and opening up more again and suck her whole breast again. Leaving traces of wetness at Catherine’s breast skin. Always using her tongue against the erect nipple when sucking the whole breast. Over and over again the 24year old student thus pleasured her breast and her nipple, she gently bit the nipple and softly sucked, kissed and licked it and then she sucked her whole breast again into her mouth, still licking against the nipple.
A shiver of pleasure and lust ran through Catherine’s body as she reached the climax and her orgasm came really hard. With her hands she now pressed Nina’s head against her breast, her knees were week.
Her eyes were closed as the still breast sucking Nina looked up and into Catherine’s face. She could see the pure sexual pleasure in it. The lesbian student new that she had not only won the bet.
Nina softly and tenderly kissed the over-all wet breast and nipple good-bye, after Catherine’s huge orgasm had subsided a bit. She stood close to the younger student and looked deeply into her eyes.
Nina grinned: “You are mine now, I guess!” “If its all like this I will love to be yours not only for this night,” Catherine whispered still exhausted but somehow already aroused again.
Nina lay her hand between Catherine’s legs and rubbed against her pussy area. She knew how wet she would be. The two girls started kissing and Nina slowly moved her price towards her bed.
She would show Catherine that there were even better pleasures than what she had just experiencedЕ

A Man’s Fantasy about Two Women

I have been thinking much about Dianne lately. You see, she is a very
beautiful single woman, very open sexually, and very caring for others (it is
difficult for a man, and some women, to resist such a combination). I met her
several months ago — of all places — in the waiting room of my dentist,
where she shared with me her business (which is of no relevance to this
story). My wife, Kristin, and I decided a few weeks later to join her
business venture, and because of this association we have since developed a
very close friendship with Dianne.

Kristin apparently has also of late been thinking a lot about Dianne.
The signs are obvious — daily phone calls, visits to her apartment, her name
being brought up in our conversation, etc. Last week, Dianne and Kristin went
backpacking by themselves to the local wilderness area while I kept our two
kids at home (it is important for my wife, a financial planner, to get away
from the daily grind and enjoy her friends apart from me)….

Last Friday, Dianne called me up and wanted me to meet her for lunch at
our favorite restaurant. After a light lunch with some equally light but
strangely forced conversation, Dianne looked into my eyes with a look that
I’ve never seen before, a look of fear combined with a look of desire, and
asked, “Mark, it is difficult for me to say this, but I have fallen in love
with both you and Kristin.”

I didn’t know how to respond to this. On the one hand, my sexual desire
for her was burning bright, and I got excited about what was soon to
transpire, yet her simultaneous love for my wife confused, scared, and
intrigued me. What could I say? I looked at her for a moment, and without
thinking I said, “Does Kristin know your feelings for her? As far as I know,
Kristin is straight, and has never in our relationship stated anything to the
contrary. All I know is that my desire for you is very strong, and that I
have wanted for several weeks to make love to you.”

“I know about your feelings for me,” Dianne replied, “I could see it in
your actions, in your words, and in your eyes. And my feelings for you are
just as strong. Kristin knows about my love for her and for you, and she is
in love with me as she is in love with you. It was during our backpacking
trip that we expressed our love for one another.”

I didn’t know what to think, I was really confused by my feelings. “But
why are you telling me this? What do you want from me if you and Kristin are
lovers?” I asked.

Dianne replied, “Kristin wanted me to tell you these things if I felt
from our conversation that it would not damage your marriage relationship —
she wants me to tell you that she still loves you deeply. She has known for
awhile that you were infatuated with me. You know, women can see these
things. I desire you so much and I want to make love to you. Let’s go back
to my apartment and there we can enjoy one another and talk more about this
crazy situation.”

Making love to Dianne that afternoon was heavenly. Her body, though
short, was well proportioned, more like a 21 year old rather than her real age
of 35. Her breasts were not large, and not small, but were of the right size,
firm and did not sag one bit — taking her brassiere off, which was a low-cut
front snap design, was an experience I’ll never forget. When I cupped her
breasts in my smallish hands, I wished that I could become her brassiere so I
could cup her breasts all day. And Dianne was sexually free, boy, was she
free. She was even more open about her sexuality than Kristin, and Kristin
has always been a tiger in bed.

What was even more surprising to me was that my sexual excitement was
greatest whenever I fantasized my wife Kristin making love to Dianne while I
was watching. In these fantasies, Kristin and Dianne totally shared their
bodies — there was no inhibition of any kind. The number 69 appeared often
in my mind. And I imagined my throbbing, erect penis being inside Dianne’s
vagina from the rear, while Kristin, my beautiful wife, was in front massaging
Dianne’s clitoris and sucking on her breasts, and that Dianne was massaging
Kristin’s swollen clitoris. And I imagined that we all came to orgasm at the
same time this way. What a fantasy!

After one hour of sheer erotic sex (I have never made love to a woman
who could have several strong orgasms in a row like Dianne could), we lay
together exhausted. I asked Dianne, “When did you and Kristin first make
love?”

She said, “During our backpacking trip. It was cold, and we were close
to each other in our sleeping bags. And we just talked, and slowly we got
closer, more intimate, touched each other more, and finally we were making
love. Kristin said to me afterwards that that was the first time she ever had
sex with a woman. She never consciously realized before that she was
bisexual, although she said that she recalled having strong feelings for other
women before. Her greatest fear was that you would reject her for being
bisexual and for making love to me.”

I said, “If she made love to a man, I would have been jealous and a
little angry — I’m sounding a little hypocritical here — but the thought of
her making love to another woman, especially you, excites me, and I don’t know
why. Maybe most men would be turned off and very angry if they were faced
with this situation, but I’m not. I really would like to watch you and
Kristin make love and I want to share in your lovemaking, for I want Kristin
to be happy and I know that you and I can sexually fulfill her in ways that I
cannot alone.” Dianne smiled, hugged me, gave me a dreamy kiss, and said, “I
would like that. I love you. And tell Kristin when you see her that I love
her, too.”

When I came home in the evening, it was, suffice to say, a very unusual
conversation. I told Kristin that I was with Dianne that afternoon, that we
made love, that I knew about Kristin’s love affair with Dianne, that I am not
angry or jealous, that I loved both of you, and that I would like all three of
us to make love to one another. Kristin was quite taken aback by what I said,
but she quickly recovered with a look of anticipation and desire that I have
never seen in her before. Kristin then said, “Let’s send the kids to my
mother’s for the weekend, I’ll think of a good excuse, and invite Dianne to
stay with us.” I agreed to this, we called Dianne, she readily agreed and we
were all excited. Needless to say Kristin and I made passionate love that
evening and we later talked very openly about the different ways we could make
love together with Dianne.

….Watching two passionate women, who love each other, mutually gratify
their sexual desires is something that every man should see — and I’m not
talking about those loveless scenes one sees in most X-rated films. Men can
learn an awful lot about how to please a woman sexually by watching how a
woman does it to another woman. After all, who knows more about a woman than
another woman?…

Kristin and Dianne were obviously very much in love with each other.
You could feel the passionate heat they generated even before they touched
each other. They made me sit in a chair while I watched them in bed. They
each wore a negligee, and I could see the outlines of their breasts and of
their black triangle of hair where female sexuality resides. They obviously
loved the way they were dressed, since they looked at each other just as I was
looking at them. They started with slow kisses, which became more passionate
as time went on — it seemed like an eternity. Their hands, which started out
being fixed on each others back, became more and more mobile. There was no
part of their bodies that their hands did not touch. Kristin, my beautiful
wife, was gasping at every caress given by Dianne. Dianne, being very turned
on by now, loosened Kristin’s negligee and took it off, gloriously revealing
Kristin’s body to both of us. “Your breasts are so beautiful,” Dianne said,
“please let me kiss them.” Kristin pulled Dianne’s head to her breasts and
moaned “more” as Dianne eagerly yet tenderly licked them.

Dianne then broke the kisses, got on her back, and told Kristin, who was
sitting upright on her knees, to move forward until her vulva was near
Dianne’s mouth, as she has done for me several times. Dianne eagerly thrust
out her tongue to Kristin’s moist clitoris, and licked and kissed and sucked
it in a way I’ve never done for Kristin before. You could see Kristin’s body
slowly swaying, like a pendulum, which started to speed up as Dianne speeded
up her tongue motion. Then, in a frantic way that I have never heard Kristin
say, she said, “Please… more.” At that moment, Dianne inserted one finger
into Kristin’s vagina and another finger from the other hand into her anus and
began to earnestly and rhythmically bring her down the home stretch with her
tongue and lips and fingers. Kristin exploded into a orgasm that I have never
seen in any woman before, even Dianne on Friday. She gasped and fell limp on
the bed, exhausted, and content. I was in awe.

As Dianne was slowly caressing Kristin during her short time of
recovery, my passion arose to a height I’ve never felt before. I walked over
to the bed, took my clothes off (so I could relieve the pressure of my
super-erect penis) and got on the bed next to Dianne and started to kiss her.
I helped Dianne take off her negligee, revealing her beautiful breasts with
very hard and erect nipples; I could feel the animal heat emanate from her
vagina, begging for satisfaction. She then took hold of my very hard penis
and began to rub it firmly, and then went down on me and began to lick and
suck it. I could feel the moistness around her mouth, no doubt from Kristin’s
vaginal juices. Dianne then completely inserted my penis into her mouth as
far as it could go and really began to suck. It was a beautiful experience.
As I approached an explosive orgasm, but before it was too late, she let go of
my penis, leaned back on the bed, with her beautiful breasts pointing
majestically upward, and begged Kristin to come down on her.

Kristin, whose passion was beginning to come back again, got on her
hands and knees and began to lick Dianne’s clitoris with her tongue. Kristin,
being very flexible, had no trouble with this position. Kristin’s
super-swollen vulva revealed itself to me in all its splendor in this
position, which I could not resist; I entered Kristin from the rear, reached
around her to massage her swollen and moist clitoris and her erect nipples.
When I did this, my wife began to moan, and increased her tempo on Dianne.
Dianne began to moan wildly, too, and Kristin reached up to cup Dianne’s
breast and knead them vigorously. For one minute this went on, and as I
approached ejaculation, Kristin sensed that, quickened the pace, and brought
Dianne closer to ecstasy. We all reached climax at about the same time. My
orgasm was the most intense I have ever experienced. I felt as if I filled
Kristin up to the brim.

This did not end here. Kristin continued her oral caress on Dianne’s
clitoris in the most loving, tender, and yet vigorous manner, and from this
very delicious stimulus, Dianne had four more orgasms in the next few minutes;
each orgasm was more intense than the previous one. Her last orgasm was so
intense and obviously so pleasurable that Kristin broke down and cried for
Dianne in happiness. We all then fell into a long and dreamy sleep, snuggling
close together, to recharge for another round several hours later (I’ll spare
you the details of our subsequent lovemaking, except that it was even better).

Many would say that nothing good could ever result from a bisexual
menage a trois such as ours; however, Kristin’s and my love for each other was
enhanced by this experience (which, by the way, never happened again with
Dianne, for reasons that will remain unsaid to the outside world). I also
learned how to become a better lover to Kristin, since my teachers were two
beautiful women who passionately loved one another and understood one another
in ways that men can never fathom.

Archive-name: 3plus/2grlfant.txt
Archive-author: Mark O. Zorro
Archive-title: A Man’s Fantasy about Two Women

Afternun delight enslavement

His attention was interrupted. The volume on the hotel

room television had suddenly blared to life. On the screen the

diminutive form of the former Olympic star appeared. Another

feminine products advertisement. ‘Not if she was mine’ he

thought, reaching out and turning off the noise.

Easing back into the chair he let his mind wander back

to the thoughts that had been broken. The wind rattled a branch

against the window as a storm raged outside.

A visitor would have thought nothing of the scene. An

ordinary looking businessman in a faceless hotel room. A few

papers spread across the desktop, and a small overnight case

against the wall. A look at his facial expressions would lead

one to think he was just a bored man, waiting for a business

appointment who was running late. A peek inside his mind,

however, would have shown a completely different story.

He stood, and walked over to the oversized bed. Pulling

a pillow out from beneath the cheap hotel bedspread he lay back,

clasping his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes.

He heard the sound of a key in the lock, but did not

take his eyes off the ceiling. Out of the corner of his eye, he

saw her enter the room, close the door, and lock it behind her.

Then she stood quietly.

For minutes they stayed this way. Neither moving, the

only sound being her increasingly deep breathing. Finally, he

lowered his gaze, taking in the picture of the woman who had

come to serve him.

She was not a tall woman. Dressed in a camel overcoat to

protect her from the weather there was little to be seen. Her

hair was a mixture of light highlights, and deep dusky brown

closer to her head. Tiny gold hoops hung from her ears. He could

see her lips were firmly set, devoid of emotion or interest. Her

eyes were firmly set to the wall above his head, motionless.

Finally, he broke the silence with a single word.

‘Disrobe’, he said with a voice that was not a request, but a

command.

He watched as she looked about her. Standing in the

doorway there was nothing close to her to place her clothes on.

He knew she could feel his eyes boring into her now. She knew

she must obey.

Slowly, she unbuttoned the expensive overcoat and opened

it. Sliding it off her shoulders she let it fall to the floor.

She wore a dark blue silk blouse, with a brightly colored scarf

at her neck. A grey wool skirt fell just above her knees.

Brightly polished leather boots extended from her small feet up

under her skirt.

Her hands went to her neck, and untied the scarf. As she

pulled it away, and dropped it to the floor baring her neck.

Around it he could see the thin black satin collar she wore. At

the base of her throat, attached to the collar, was an ivory

cameo. To the casual observer this was a nice, Victorian, touch.

On closer examination this carving was a couple intertwined in

the passions of lovemaking.

Carefully, she unbuttoned her blouse, allowing it to

fall open as she moved down the long row of tiny buttons. As she

reached the bottom, and shrugged the blouse to the floor he

could see the glimmer from the tiny gold ring in each nipple. As

he watched, her nipples became completely erect. He could see

the motion of the rings with each move she made.

Her hands went to the side or her skirt, and she bent

slightly as she lowered the fastener. Standing erect she allowed

her skirt to join the rest of her wardrobe on the floor.

As she stood there, silent, he examined her body. A

slim, healthy, attractive woman, but he could see the sinew and

muscle under the soft flesh. This was a woman ready to satisfy

her master’s every wish.

He lowered his gaze, down across her small, but firm

breasts, across her soft, yet not quite perfect, stomach.

Following the line of her body his eyes rested upon her bare

mons. Looking carefully, he could see she had prepared herself

well. Not a trace of hair remained.

Continuing, he followed her well sculpted legs until

they entered the tall leather boots. ‘She will do’ was his only

thought.

He turned his attention away from her, leaving her

standing amidst her clothing. Picking up the remote, he switched

the television back on, and tuned in a cable news program.

‘Topping todays newscast’, droned the newscaster,’heavy

rains have caused minor flooding problems in the nations

Capitol. And on the sports scene…’. His attention wandering,

he took in the contents of the room again. She still stood

there, quietly.

He fixed his stare on her, ‘Shower’, he commanded.

For the first time since she had finished undressing she

moved. Quickly, as if fearing to anger him, she retreated to the

bathroom. As he paid light attention to the latest basketball

scores he could hear the water running strongly from the other

room.

After a few minutes it stopped. She reentered the

bedroom, a towel in one hand. She returned to in front of the

door, standing in the pile of her clothing. She stood, arms at

her side, legs spread slightly, waiting.

He rose from the bed and walked over to her. Walking

around her slowly he examined her. As he stood behind her, he

placed his hands on her shoulders. He could feel her shudder at

his touch, telling him that she was already feverish with

anticipation. With a frustrating slowness he moved his hands

lightly down her back, outlining her spine with one finger of

each hand. As he reached her buttocks, he rotated his hands, so

his thumbs slide down the crease and his fingers spread her

cheeks wide.

He dropped to his knees and with the lightest of touches

tasted inside her thighs. Allowing his trail of moisture to

move upwards he began to meet her moistness. Her taste was sweet

and warm on his lips. He could feel the tension in her body from

his touches, so he withdrew.

Standing directly in front of her, his back to the bed,

he uttered ‘undress me’. For the first time she spoke. Her eyes

lowered to the floor as she answered ‘Yes, Master.’

This was not their first time together, and she knew

exactly what to do. She reached up, keeping her eyes cast

downward, She loosened the tie around his neck. Removing it, she

carefully folded it and placed it neatly on the dresser.

Delicately, she unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt and removed

his watch. This she placed next to the tie. She returned and

demurely unfastened the buttons down the front of his shirt.

Walking behind him, she removed it from his shoulders. This she

took across the room, and carefully arranged on a hanger in the

closet.

When she returned, she knelt in front of him. Placing

her arms behind her back she leaned forward and grasped the

leather of his belt between her teeth. Cleverly, she pulled the

strap free, and uncoupled it from the tooth in the buckle. She

then brought her arms out and, reaching down, removed his shoes.

The shoes went to the front of the closet, neatly arranged. Next

she removed each sock, one at a time. After each, she

straightened and, neatly folding it, placed it across the back

of each shoe.

At last he stood, only in his pants. She knelt, again, in front

of him and carefully undid the clasp at the waist. The slowly

lowering the zipper she lowered the fabric. Using one hand to

make sure none of it touched the floor she eased each legs down

over his foot and off. Finally, she hung these, with care, in

the closet and returned.

While she had been hanging the pants up, dressed only in

a bright green bikini brief, he had returned to the bedside

chair. Sitting back he watched her as she returned.

Reaching down he opened the small overnight case near

him. From it, he took a very light silver chain, and a set of

handcuffs.. With an almost invisible motion of his hand she came

forward and prostrated herself at his feet. He reached down and

attached one end of the chain to a small loop at the back of her

collar. She intuitively placed her arms behind her back and he

firmly closed the cuffs over them. He checked the coupling of

the chain at her neck. Taking the other end in one hand, he

reached down and took hold of her chin. Lifting her face to look

at him, he spoke.

‘Who am I?’ he questioned.

‘You are my Master’, she answered.

‘And what do you exist for?’

‘To serve your needs as your sex slave’, she replied. At

these words, her eyes dropped and fell to the carpet at his

feet.

Tugging lightly at the chain, he pulled her head forward

into his lap. She raised her eyes once again, and a look of

happiness crossed her face.

‘May I give you pleasure Master?’ she whispered.

A simple small nod of the head was all she got in

return. He then turned his attention away from her, and back to

the television.

He was sitting on the edge of the chair and her face

hovered inches above his crotch. She knew what he expected, and

was boiling inside with anticipation. Gently, she lowered her

head and began running her lips across the soft green fabric.

She could feel the outline of his manhood begin to stir at her

touch.

His legs parted further, and she dug her lips down one

side of the cloth. Finding the edge, she grasped it in her teeth

and lifted it across to the other side. This exposed him

completely to her. His semi-hard cock hung heavily over the edge

of the chair, and she could see this heavy balls hanging below.

Lowering her shoulders she put her mouth into position

just below the head of his cock. She could see small jerks of

movement in it, an unacknowledged excitement on his part for

what was ahead. Opening her mouth, and lowering her tongue, she

allowed the partially erect member to enter her mouth. Moving

slowly, she pressed on until the entire organ was resting on her

tongue, and deep into her mouth. Then she closed her mouth over

it, bathing it in warmth and sensation.

Instantly, she could feel the response. Blood flowed

rapidly into the muscle, engorging it and dramatically

increasing its size. Yet through this she struggled to hold him

deep inside her mouth.

Quickly, it reached full erectness. She could feel the

pulse of his body through the vessels in her mouth. The thick

head pressed hard against the roof of her mouth in the rear.

Ever so slowly she began to move her tongue. First just slightly

back and forth across the sensitive underside. Then, becoming

more aroused herself, along the sides, and as far back as she

could reach. Holding a strong suction she began to move her head

in time with her tongue. Bathing him in her moisture she began a

slow, but sure, rhythm.

She continued this way in silence. The only response she

noted has the deepening of this breath, and the increasingly

strong throbs through his cock. She began to feel his body tense

around her. His legs began to press in against her shoulders and

she could feel his buttocks tense up under him. She renewed her

efforts, thinking only of the satisfaction she was giving him.

As she felt a series of powerful pulsations in the cock

buried in her throat she knew she was succeeding in pleasing

him. With a tremendous intake of breathe, she sucked even harder

and buried him to the hilt inside her mouth.

‘No! Stop!’ she heard him cry out.

Too late she realized he had wanted to wait. As she

began to try to pull away she felt one last throb, and felt the

powerful gushes of his orgasm fill her mouth. Even as she

struggled to swallow the rapidly discharging fluid, she knew she

had erred.

She cringed at his feet as he stood from the chair.

‘Stupid slut! Didn’t I teach you better than that?’

She knew there could be no answer. She had failed in

serving him, and knew she must be disciplined.

He moved to the edge of the bed, and sat there, his cock

still at full erection. Using his chain, he pulled her to stand

beside him. Then with one hand on her back, and the other

pulling the chain, he pulled her down across his knee.

‘You have been a bad girl.’ he said. ‘You have forgotten

who decides what happens here. This should help you remember.’

She lay across his lap, her naked buttocks in the air,

feet spread slightly. Her head was down near the floor on the

other side of him, held low by his grasp on her leash.

She felt, rather than heard, his hand raise into the air

and come crashing down on her bare behind.

CRACK!

The sound echoed off the walls of the small quiet room.

She felt the heat immediately converge on the spot his hand had

struck. Mixed with the pain she felt was a sharp twinge of

pleasure from her groin.

SLAP!

‘Will you ever learn?’ she heard him say. ‘Answer me!’

‘Yes Master’, she whimpered ‘I will be much better now,

a perfect slave to your will’. Even as she spoke these words,

the thought of serving him generated even more fury in her

tortured crotch. She knew he could feel the fluids dripping from

her, and hoped he wouldn’t anger.

He pulled her to her feet and, digging in his overnight

bag for the key, released the handcuffs. She stood quietly,

wishing she could move to ease the tight muscles in her arms.

Pointing to the bed he quietly told her ‘Lie down on

your back’. When she had, he reached back into the bag and

withdrew an assortment of ropes. Working silently, he took four

long lengths and ran them under the bed. Two running top to

bottom at the outside edges, and two running across the bottom

at the head and foot.

He then took several shorter pieces and began to attach

her to his web. Each arm in turn, and then each leg. When he

finished she was firmly pinned to the bed. pulling on any arm

would drag the other off the side of the bed. Each leg reacted

the same. She lay spread-eagled to his gaze.

Two fine gold chains appeared in his hand. With one hand

he pulled her head up off the bed slightly. With the other, he

attached one end of each to her nipple rings. The other end

attached to an earring. Then he released her head, knowing that

she could not lower it to the bed without causing herself pain.

He looked down on her and could see threads of cum on

her neck. With a finger he scooped these up and placed them on

her tongue. She carefully cleaned his finger with her tongue

after she had swallowed these missed traces.

Reaching into his bag again, he pulled out two items.

The first was a lacey white set of panties. These had snaps at

the sides of a long band of material, and at the crotch. From

the crotch came two other strips, and there was no covering for

the buttocks. Working roughly, he slid this under her and

fastened the side panels, leaving the crotch open and her tight

ass uncovered. The second was a large human shaped vibrator.

Taking a large glop of KY, he covered it from the base to the

tip. Then, turning it on low speed, he placed it at the opening

to her quivering pussy. At the touch she gritted her teeth.

After a few seconds of teasing, he pressed it deeply inside her.

She could feel the vibrator fill her aching cavity. He reached

down and snapped the crotch to the leg straps. This preventing

even her well trained internal muscles from removing it. She

could feel the vibrations strongly where the tip of the vibrator

pressed firmly against her cervix.

He stood up, and began to dress. ‘I’ll be back in a

little while’, he said. ‘I’m going down to the lobby for a

moment. I will be listening at the door when I return, so don’t

make a sound’.

How long stayed away, she couldn’t tell. The pleasure

coming from her pussy in lightning like shocks overwhelmed her

senses. Each time she felt she was going to give in to the

feelings her head would arch back. The pain from her nipples

would bring her quickly back from the edge. Over, and over she

went through this cycle. She could feel a flood of moisture

between her thighs.

At last, she heard the key in the lock. He entered and

looked at the agony in her eyes. With deliberate slowness he

undressed himself. This time completely. He reached down and

released the ropes at her wrists and legs.

‘On your knees’, he commanded.

She carefully rolled over, making sure to keep her head

low and the nipple chains loose. Kneeling up she felt him

standing behind her. She could feel the rasp of the ropes as he

tied a loop around each knee, and brought it forward to her

wrist. He pulled them taught, so her wrists were touching her

knees. With her head against the mattress, ass was wide open

high in the air behind her.

As she shifted, she felt the vibrator press even deeper

inside her. The low buzz captured her mind completely at last,

allowing her only knowledge of it and nothing else. She no

longer knew he, the room, or reality existed.

The motion of the bed shifting brought her back. She

could feel him kneeling behind her. Then she felt a warm, hard,

slippery pressure at the opening to her anus. She caught her

breath as she felt him begin to enter her. As her sphincter

closed over his thick head she felt the shudders of orgasm

trying to overcome her. With every effort of willpower she had,

she fought it back.

He settled into a slow, fulfilling rhythm, pressing deep

inside her, then withdrawing to leave only the head trapped. She

could feel his hands running across her back and caressing her

smooth buttocks.

He began to press deeper and harder, and she could hear

his breath coming more quickly. She began to allow the feelings

to overtake her mind again. When she could feel he was about to

come she let her mind go, and lost herself in the passions of

orgasm.

As she was releasing herself she felt one hand move from

her back to her crotch. As the first explosions began to wrench

her mind she felt the vibrator begin to buzz at high speed. At

the same instant she felt his hand come down one her ass in a

sharp spank. The effect was instantaneous. What had been

explosions, became deflagrations. Her mind shattered in ecstasy

as she felt him swell and fill her ass with his hot cum. She

felt, but ignored, the pain in her nipples as she arched in

uncontrollable feeling. Finally, completely drained, she knelt

limp as he pulled out of her.

She quivered at his touch as he released her bonds. As

he lay back on the bed she knew what to do. Standing on barely

stable legs she walked into the bathroom and returned with a

warm washcloth. Carefully, she bathed his cock and balls with

it. When satisfied he was clean and resting, she stood and took

her place by the door.

With a wave of his hand, he closed his eyes and rested.

At that signal she dressed, and left. She knew she would return

again … and again. She loved her husband.