Her wavy blonde hair was a mess. That was because when I was fucking her in the ass, I had been pulling her hair back.

"I never knew I liked it rough until now Mike!" Amanda said.

I slapped her shapely ass again. She squealed with delight.

What was left of my hot load in her ass flowed out of her ass and down her thighs.

Sweat was dripping off our bodies. This wasn't a quickie, fucking Amanda never was.

We first saw each other at the local Pizza joint; she had just gotten off of work. I was like 3 customers back while she ordered.

We started talking, she was home alone. Her husband and son were on a hunting trip this weekend. She thought a pizza might hit the spot.

We hadn't seen each other since he had been released from the local kink club. She and my ex wife Liz had been held captive in.

"Would you like to share a pizza Mike?" She asked me.

"Sure Mandy, I would love it!" I replied.

She hit me in the arm.

"Did you forget how much I hate that name?" She growled and smiled.

"Oh shit I need to get some beer to go with the pizza!" She said.

"I can get the beer while you order the pizza Amanda, Amber Bach right?" I told her.

"Yeah that's good."

"Back in a bit." I said.

I went across the street and they only had a 12 pack. I went to the cash register and had to wait behind some dude buying a hundred dollars worth of daily lotto tickets.

By the time I got cashed out and back to the pizza parlor, Amanda was just coming out.

I followed her home and we ate the pizza at the dinner table. We talked about what we had been up to since we had last seen each other.

We ate the whole pizza and sucked down all the beers. She had some tequila and we did shots.

We went and sat on the couch. We got to laughing and started hugging.

It wasn't long till we were sucking face. She removed her blouse and sat there in her frilly white bra. Her 38 D's were just too close to resist diving in.

I moved forward and kissed her where the breast bone is. My hands roamed over her clothe covered tits. She moaned and I felt her nipples get hard.

I unclasped the bra and her milkers came free. I kissed and licked those yum, yums.

Pretty soon we were naked and in a sideways 69. She was sucking my cock hard. I was licking her shaved pussy.

She stopped all of a sudden. I groaned.

"Mike would you like to fuck my ass like you used to do? She asked.

I looked at her and grinned.

"Thought you would never ask!" I said feeling like king of the world.

She got up and went into the kitchen; she came back with her purse and rummaged around it for a bit. She pulled out a tube of 'Glide'

"You carry that in your purse?" I asked.

"Yup, girl never knows when she is going to get a quickie!' She giggled.

"Dare I ask what else you got in there?" I inquired.

"I will show you later hon, now I just need that cock in my ass!" She smiled and stroked my cock to hardness again.

She pushed me down on the floor, she lubed up my cock and then her asshole.

"It's been about a year; Joe hates to fuck me in the ass!"

She knelt over me and slowly slid herself onto my 7 inches.

"MM Yea Mike so nice."

Her tight asshole fit right onto my cock. She rode it hard and fast. Her 38s bounced as she did.

She squeezed my cock and then released it. I wasn't too much longer and I was filling her ass with my hot load.

This is what we did for most of till about late Saturday night. We would eat food. Eat each other and I got to fuck that sweet asshole of hers.

I had to leave before the family got home early Sunday Morning.

As for the contents of her purse, I was quite shocked. She had a 22 caliber pistol in there, a bic lighter, a box of ammo. She also had a 12 pack of Trojans.

As she said "You never know when you are going to get a quickie!"

Nothing quick when you fuck this woman for sure.

I am trying something new here, writing from both the male and female viewpoints. I would welcome your constructive comments.

Jay’s View:

I was in my usual seat at the bar of my favorite local jazz spot. Since I’m a regular there I know the bartenders, waitresses and most of the crowd. Seemed like just another night until she walked in. Pontiac used to have a slogan, “Can we build one for you?” If someone wanted to build a woman for me she was it. She was tall with legs that seemed to go on forever. I like my women dark and this one was the color of Godiva chocolate with hair to her shoulders and a smile to die for. She had on a short skirt that showed off her perfect ass and her blouse was open just enough to show off her full, firm breasts. Throw in some thigh-high boots and the woman made quite a first impression.

I was glad the only empty seat at the bar was next to me. I waved my hand and offered it to her. When she excepted, I knew my evening had just taken a turn for the better. As she took her seat her breast brushed (accidentally?) against my arm. “Hi, I’m Jay” I said. She told me her name was Crystal and before I could say anything else she told the bartender to bring her a Margarita and bring me another of whatever that was in front of me. “Oh, a take charge woman?” I asked. She told me she enjoyed catching men off guard. We started to talk and I learned that she was meeting a girlfriend. I must have looked disappointed because she said, “Don’t worry, when she gets here the three of us can hang out together”.

Crystal’s View:

I don’t usually like to walk into clubs alone because men look at you like you’re desperate, especially the ugly ones. I was meeting my girlfriend Angela, but she was late as usual. I was thinking about waiting in the car but decided to take a quick look inside. When I looked in I saw him and everything changed. When I felt his eyes on me I was glad I had decided to stop by home and change. I was looking good in a short, denim skirt that fit my ass just right, long black boots, and a black shirt, open low, to show my bra and ample breasts. As I sometimes do, I had decided to go without panties so there would be no lines. I could tell he was tall, which I like. All caramel brown with a nice shaved head and a goatee. Strong shoulders, muscular arms and the prettiest, straight white teeth. You can see why I was in trouble. I could almost see that pretty head between my thighs…but I’m getting ahead of myself.

I like to surprise men so as soon as the bartender came I ordered a drink and told her to bring him some more of whatever that brown liquor was in front of him. He seemed disappointed when I told him I was meeting someone but I knew he would like Angela when he saw her. After all, she was pretty much a lighter version of me. There was enough of this man to share. He had on a loose sweater that could not hide the muscles of his chest and arms and black jeans. It had been long time no dick for me but I decided right then that I was going to let him fuck me. And I just might let Angela join in! After all, some good dick with a little pussy on the side would set my night off just right.

Jay’s View:

Her friend Angela finally showed up and the three of us spent the evening listening to the music, drinking and talking. I could not put my finger on it but something told me that they were a little more then just friends. Come to find out they were occasional lovers. I have always had a fetish for Bi females so this was just one more turn on for me. Besides both of them were fine, sort of light and dark versions of each other. I was picturing myself with the two of them when all of a sudden it was last call. I said “this evening seems too good to let come to an end.” When Angela heard this she suggested the three of us go to her place which was close by. That was the answer I had hoped for and we all got in our cars for the short trip to Angela’s. When we got there I decided to take the direct approach. I said to Crystal, "I have been wanting you and Angela all night and I can’t stop thinking about it." "Me too,” admitted Crystal. And she turned to look at Angela. "So what's next? We gonna fuck or what?" laughed Angela.

The women started undressing each other and putting on a strip show for me. My dick had been hard since I first saw Crystal so I loved this. Before long, Crystal started caressing Angela’s breasts and then took the swelling nipples into her mouth. Angela pulled me closer and unzipped my pants so she could suck my dick while Crystal was sucking on her tits. She really knew what she was doing and I could not wait to see what was next. Then Crystal pretty much took the dick out of Angela’s mouth and put it in hers. She gave even better head topped off with some deep throat action. I had to make her stop or I would have cum right there. "Well," said Crystal, “I want to taste Angela's pussy now." The girls got in 69 position. I just sat close by to watch. "Eat that pussy good girls and after you cum, I'm gonna lick the sweet juices from both of you”, I said.

Crystal’s View:

When we all got to Angela’s house I knew it was going to be fun. Angela and I started off with each other while Jay just sorta watched. Before I knew it she had his pants off and was sucking his dick. Big, pretty, thick dick too. Made me want some. "Does that feel good?" I asked. "Do you like having her suck your dick?" With that I pulled it away from her and throated it right to the base, sucking it in my moist mouth and licking his balls. Jay couldn't stand it any longer, he grabbed my hair and started fucking my mouth. Angela must have been feeling left out. She straddled me from behind and reached around to squeeze my breasts, grinding her cunt on my ass. 'Oh it's good watching her suck you off Jay’, she whispered. 'She's gives great head doesn't she?' Jay needed a break so we started eating each other while he watched and stroked that big dick. Then he decided to taste us. We lay side by side and he went from pussy to pussy enjoying his desert. Some men don’t have a clue, but this guy was an expert pussy eater. After Angela and I both had big orgasms, he told us to get into a 69 with me on top so he could fuck me from behind while we ate each other.

Jay’s View:

By now, the evening was a blur of pussy, titties and ass for me. I decided I wanted to fuck them both so I had them get into a 69 while I penetrated first one then the other. For what seemed like hours my dick was either in someone’s mouth or someone’s pussy. After a while I could not tell how many times I had cum or they had cum but no one wanted to stop. Then Crystal had a request. “I always wanted to be fucked in the ass while getting my pussy eaten,” she said. She didn’t have to ask twice. I put them in a 69 again and moved in behind Crystal.. I placed the head of my dick at her tight opening, then slowly started to inch my shaft in her, watching, as her ass seemed to expand to take me in. I kept the pressure up till I was buried to the hilt, my balls resting on her pussy lips. I stopped, enjoying the feeling of this beauty’s tight ass throbbing around my thick dick. She gave me a few squeezes with her muscles, and peered back over her shoulder. “You're all the way in, aren't you?” Crystal asked, taking pride in her ability to accept my thickness up her tight backdoor. “Well fuck my ass then” she begged. I wanted to see more so I looked down to see Angela under Crystal giving special attention to her clit. What I saw looked so good and her ass felt so hot, I almost came right then.

Crystal’s View:

I knew what I wanted but had no idea it would feel so good. He started slowly moving in and out inch by inch until half was moving in and out at a time. It started to feel UNBELIEVABLY FUCKING GOOD. I was feeling so much, with Jay’s dick in my ass and Angela’s lips and tongue on my clit. The mixture of sensations was overwhelming. Jay moved faster now, more and more friction and heat building and building until I came. I came hard and loud, screaming in between Angela’s thighs. After I caught my breath Angela said she wanted the same thing I just had. Greedy Girl!

Jay’s View:

Just when I thought I could do no more, Angela got on her knees and offered me her ass. Crystal told me this was going to be her first time. What was a brotha to do? She was begging to be fucked so I started to slide my dick into her. It was sooo tight I couldn't believe it. I stopped for a moment to let her (and myself) adjust with the thickness in her. I had no idea how loud things were about to get. Turns out Angela was a screamer "Slam it in my ass, baby! Fuck me in the ass!" Now how could you not grant her that wish? She was screaming and telling me to fuck her in the ass at the same time. Then I started fucking her ass hard. I knew wanted to cum in her. When I looked down Crystal had moved in and started licking Angela’s clit while I was fucking her tight little asshole. She was having the ride of her life. "Ohhh... ohhh... fuck... me... fuck... my... asssss... ohhhh... aaahhhhh..." After a while, I could tell that she was going to cum soon and started pounding her ass even harder. Then Angela started to cum and shake. "Ohhh... ahhhhh.... oh... oh... oh... ohh... I'm... gonna... cummmm... AHHHHHH... EEEEE!" By now my balls were aching and I couldn’t wait to cum myself. While I kept thrusting deep in her ass, Angela was still screaming and that turned me on even more. Soon, my dick got real hard and I knew I was about to cum. I shot a huge load deep in her tight ass. I didn't know I had so much cum left. After my dick got soft, I took it out of her, and the women moved in to lick me clean. What a night!


We woke up the next morning, all three of us naked and in a heap. I left after breakfast with plans to meet for Jazz the next weekend…

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A smile slowly spread across Jasmine's face as she slept. Her mind allowing her deepest fantasies to surface and play themselves out in her dreams. Her body slowly moving as the thoughts set themselves free. Her dream fantasy was often a recurring thought........

She walked through the crowded train station, she knew she looked good, long black hair which reached just down to the dip of her lower back, dark eyes that shined when she was excited, and legs that seemed to go on forever. Many men had loved those legs but she'd let few find out where they led.

She stepped up the step into the train, it was one of the old fashioned kind, with the little cabins containing about six seats. The one she chose seemed to have the blinds stuck down but that was OK, she preferred her privacy and perhaps it would put others off so she could be alone.

She sat down and reached into her bag, taking out a book she settled herself for the long journey. 4 hours should see her in Scotland for Christmas.

Her peace was broken when the door to the compartment slid back, a tall dark haired man with intensely blue eyes stared down at her. "I'm sorry, all the others are full!" She smiles slightly, a little annoyed by the intrusion but not wanting to seem unpleasant. "Sure, take a seat," she said.

She was a little surprised that he chose the seat right next to her rather than any of the others, but she returned to her book, her mind occasionally wandering away from it's pages and across to the stranger. He was a very good looking man, maybe a little older than her but not much. He was muscular and obviously kept himself in shape. Those eyes were beautiful too, as he sat also reading. She didn't see that his eyes occasionally flicked sideways to look at her.

She began to imagine how it would feel for him to touch her and with a start remembered that she had decided against the longer skirt, and that this one only just reached her mid thigh whilst sitting. Then she felt his hand rest on her right thigh, he began to slowly but firmly stroke her thigh, starting just above her knee and in slow circles moving up until his fingers touched the edge of her skirt. Her lips parted and her mouth went dry.

He ran a finger along the hem of the skirt and then slipped underneath it, she could feel herself tingling and knew she must be getting a little wet. He continued those slow stroking circles moving higher and higher until he reached the top of her thigh and then began to slide his hand towards the centre of her legs. Involuntarily she moved her legs apart slightly to allow him more space to work. He glanced at her and seeing that she was obviously accepting of his actions he continued his journey.

Sliding between her legs, separated from her by only the thin lace panties she was wearing he could feel her heat and the wetness he was slowly drawing from her. He walked his fingers up the fabric until he felt the waistband and then, as she moved her hips forward on the seat he slipped his hand under the fabric. Feeling the soft hair between her legs, she moaned softly and, taking this as compliance, he moved his fingers, parting her labia and feeling the moist, soft flesh beneath them. His fingers found her clit and began to stroke it gently, hardly touching her and her breath quickened as he moved.

Feeling her becoming more aroused, he slid his fingers lower down and then slipped one inside her, he curved his finger slightly, finding that spot inside her and began those small circles again. She moved again in the seat, twisting so that she faced him with her legs apart slightly. He lifted her right leg and moved it so that he was now sitting between them.

She looked up at him as he withdrew his finger and using both hands reached under her skirt and removed her pants, tossing them carelessly to the floor. She was so wet now that she could feel the moisture on the seat beneath her.

He gently slid his finger back into her, making circles with the whole finger, spreading her wider, then sliding a second finger in, followed by a third. She found herself making thrusting movements against his hand, her hips rising and falling as he moved. Then she felt a slight pressure between her legs as he slipped a fourth finger into her, it felt wonderful, deep and probing, full and wet.

He began to twist his hand as he moved his fingers in and out of her, she was pushing back against him, moaning and getting wetter and wetter. Her whole body was caught up in his touch, she could feel her aroused nipples grazing against the fabric of her bra and adding to her wetness. She felt her whole body tense as the first orgasm rocked her body.

He did not cease his movements and instead she felt a new pressure, as he folded his hand around his thumb and slid all five fingers into her, she felt her body tense with this unfamiliar feeling, a curious mix of pain and pleasure that she had never felt before. She pushed back against him, feeling herself open out around his fingers, she came again. Her cum oozing out of her around his hand, she couldn't remember ever being this wet in her life.

She was pushing against him, sopping wet and totally relaxed and without even intending to, he slid his entire hand inside her, she let out an involuntary grunt as she felt the stretching within. He held still for a moment, letting her get used to his presence, then he began to gently thrust into her, rocking her entire body with just his hand, she came again and again, the complete filling of her cunt was just too good not to. She was lost in her own world of pleasure and sensation.

She became dimly aware of a new sensation, a feeling or pressure against her ass, he was stroking her there with his other hand, whilst still moving his fist inside her cunt. She could not have resisted even if she'd wanted to as he slid a finger into her ass, feeling the muscles clench around it, she relaxed fully and that drew him deeper into her.

He added a second finger and then a third, she grunted animalistically, the pleasure/pain barrier was just too much for her and she came once more, lying there in the compartment with his fist buried up to the wrist in her cunt and three fingers in her ass. She moaned and bucked against him, and he added a fourth finger to her ass, he was now alternating between thrusting into her cunt and then into her ass, giving her no time to recover from either, she loved the feeling and couldn't really believe a stranger was doing this to her.

She gushed again, the fluid flowing out freely, simply providing more lubrication for the hand in her ass. She felt his thumb briefly brush the sensitive rosebud of her ass as he wrapped his other fingers around it and at the next thrust he pushed all five fingers into her ass, her legs now over his shoulders, he had full control of everything and was thrusting in and out of both of her holes, stretching them in a way she had never felt before, she came once more and he took that total release as the moment to push his entire hand inside her ass, fucking her with his fists in both her holes.

She couldn't work out how to move so she just went with whatever happened, her body thrashing from side to side and backwards and forwards as he moved. She screamed out with a deep throaty growl as she came again, forcing him out of both her ass and vagina together. She gushed repeatedly, soaking everything she was sitting on and hearing a few drips as her cum hit the floor.

He then proceeded to rise from his seat, and withdrawing a small towel from the briefcase he'd set on the floor when he came in he wiped his hands dry. Then bending down, he picked her pants from the floor and laid them on the seat next to her. With a slight smile playing across his lips he turned to her and nodded, then opening the door so as not to expose her to anyone outside, he stepped backwards into the corridor, closed the door behind him and was gone........

Jasmine woke to the sound of her boyfriend calling her name, he walked into her bedroom holding something in his hand.

"Morning sleepyhead!" he said. He was blonde and of average height, good looking to some, Jasmine felt he could have spent more time in the gym recently.

"Your mother wants us to go to her's for Christmas, trouble is, I have to work and can't get the time off, so I'm afraid you'll have to go alone!" Jasmine's heart pounded in her chest. They had no car so she would have to travel by train, she knew exactly what she would wear.............

The maiden sits alone in her quarters, lonely and lost with her beloved knight so far away at war. She does not think of his danger tonight, but only of how much she misses him. Misses his smile, his warm hands and strong arms. She aches inside to feel his touch again and whispers to him through the distance.

“I read your magnificent love letters, and believe me when I say, ohhhhh how I would love making love to you. Let me tell you how I love you, my far away knight. I sit down and place my foot on a chair beside me, of course I have had my lavender bubble bath and I am smelling sexy, feeling sexy and ready for love. I lift up a letter of yours and begin to read as I touch myself. Ummmmm Holding my tender breasts in my hands, massaging them ever so gently, sometimes a bit more firmly. Then I start rolling and rubbing my stiffening nipples between my thumbs and fingers and start pulling them, twisting them, just as you have done the few times we managed to be alone together. Then, once I am ready, I reach down and lift my breast to kiss my left tit and lick the nipple, my hot tongue sliding right across the budding tip. My red lips gliding over my brown nipple. Ohhhhh, how my nipple shines in the light of the candle. I then reach for my glass of water, cold spring water, and dab a bit of water on each nipple. Ummmmm Cold, chill, hard. Ummmmm Oh, my Knight!”

Her passionate young knight has ridden most of the day, through the dusk, and into the night to be here, his lust driving him hard across country. He slipped over the fence, and climbed the wall to find his maiden, his love, his reason for living. And, seated at her dressing table, smelling of lavender, she sits like a vision from his dreams! The thin white chemise is pulled down to reveal the smooth white mounds of her tender breasts, and he nearly runs to her, but is stayed when he sees she is lost in a dream, or a spell of some kind. So, he watches, and waits to see what sorcery this may be. Though the sight drives him crazy with pent-up lust, he watches as she touches herself just as he has dreamed of caressing her on so many nights. So he waits and listens to her softly whispered voice.

“Then, I reach for the ice cube and rub it on my soft, soft lips, then I press the ice to my nipple, making it tighten with the chill. I rub it around until there is only cold water dripping from my breasts. Again I lick my nipples with my tongue, tasting myself, and thrilling to the touch of my own tongue. I think of your hand stroking the side of my face and you reaching for my chin and open my mouth a bit and closer, closer. Our tongues meet and the tips touch. Ummmmm. My eyes close and I can nearly feel you with me, how your tongue moistens my mouth and we French kiss our way, our special way. I am feeling all the heat and passion of our lust and as if by magic, it seems to become real.”

The young knight stands alone and quiet in the darkness, watching his maiden as she dreams of him. He sees her there with her luscious lips lifted as if for a kiss, and he quietly steals to her side, and bends to touch her lips with his. Their lips meet, their tongues touch, a flood of passion carries him away to her dreamland of passion and lust. Then, her eyes open to see him and her body opens to him and it is like a dream come to life and she continues her mental narration.

Then you gaze into my green eyes, and reach slowly to touch my rising breasts, teasing and pinching my nipples, pulling them and making the buds nearly burst in your fingers. Our kiss continues and your hand slips lower toward my pussy, my tender, moist and smooth pussy. You brush the soft material aside, almost as if to say vanish ‘vanish fabric, and let me in’ then you glide your hand to my soft milky white thighs and pull me closer, your burning touch sending hot lances through my body. Then the hard iron of the chastity belt stops your fingers from poking me. Brushing my hips and tummy to feel its extent you trace it’s iron grip. As if to make it disappear, you brush it with your fingers, ‘Vanish iron corset! Vanish!’ but alas, nothing vanishes and I am still encased in the steel girdle.

“Oh, dearest lover,” the knight pleads in anguish, “In what foul constraints have you been bound?”

“Oh, my sweet Knight!.” The maiden moans in desire and confusion as though seeing her lover here, alive in the flesh she loves so deeply. She wonders if the depth of her needs has brought him to her from afar. “My darling, you know that my Lord has promised to keep me safe from all while you are away. This iron cage is but meant to keep me safe for you! And now what was meant to keep me safe for you, will keep my treasure from you! I want you, my darling, but now we are confounded, for He holds the only key!” She sobs at the cruelty of it all. Safe for him, and unable to give herself to him either. Now what to do?

He kisses her passionately, mashing her full lips like the grapes at harvest to taste the wine of her sweet mouth. His hand roughly squeezes her tender breast, and the other grips the tender cushion of her soft bottom to pull her closer so that she may feel the raging passion that she has aroused within him. His bulging crotch presses hard against her and she feels his need as though it were her own.

“Oh, my stallion. I want you so. Take me! Take me and make me your willing wench.” She moans as he kisses and bites her neck and roughly mauls the generous globes of her ass as he humps his throbbing rod against the metal shield protecting her virgin sex.

“My love, my darling, I want you so!” He says in anguish. “But, your treasure is guarded by walls of steel! How can I take your treasure with such a fortress to protect you?”

They kiss with lusty passion, their minds reeling with desire and the frustration of their situation. Until she has a new thought. “There might be a way, my brave knight.” She whispers in his ear. “Even the strongest fortress has its weakness, you know that. And though the front gate is barred, there may be another way in, a secret entrance, a back way into the palace. Are you brave enough to seek out the ‘backdoor’ to the castle of my love? Would you be bold enough to enter through the secret tunnel to find the treasure within?”

He can hear the teasing grin in her voice as the gist of her offer sinks into his lust addled brain. Yes, the plan has possibilities, he could enter from the rear! It is a wicked way and yet highly satisfactory substitute for the frontal attack that seems impossible in the current situation. His searching fingers reach further into the valley of her fundament and he touches the closed door of her secret back passage. His finger rubs the warm crinkled skin at her rear opening, and he tests the passage with a finger tip. Tight, so very tight and small, he truly wonders if this passage can accommodate the his invasion.

“My passion only grows hotter!” She groans at his touch. “My knight, take this wench, turn her over, spread her legs with yours, and take this wenches ass!” She is as lost to lust as he, and can not resist his advances, though it may mean the ravishment of her most tender path.

He spins her around, bends her over the dressing table and pull up her robe. It flies up, the soft fabric caressing each cheek of her bottom as he throws the thin material over her back, clearing his work area, making a path to the treasure of his maiden.

“You want to fuck this wench's ass my dear Knight? It wants you, it aches for you, for your passion. Take the hidden path to my heart my lover! Use the backdoor to my palace!” She cries out, lost to her lust.

He strips off his tunic and breeches and presses his rampant member against the softness of her tender butt cheek. It aches and beats, thumping along the mounds of her bottom. They both feel how the tip reaches up, yearning for excitement, it reaches for lust and release. He spreads her legs with his, pinning her from behind, straddling her as she is bent over the table.

“Oh my hearty knight! Take me, make use of your lusty wench and fuck me now! Oh God! I feel it!”

His two strong hands grasp her ass cheeks, pulling her tight against his twitching cock. He rubs his sword through her tender crevice, feeling the heat of her enflamed body. This only increases her own aching desire as his shaft slides back and forth across the sensitive portal of her back passage. She pushes back against him, wanting him to be in her, to feel his rod plumbing the very depths of her willing body.

“Ohhhhh!” She swoons and breathes deeply, her chest heaving as he touches her. Her mind races at the lust she feels and she thinks that this is a knight knows how to conquer his land and make it his own. She feels him kneeling down behind her to kiss her cushioned bottom as though praying to her tender butt.

“ Oh! Your hot kisses burn my butt! I love your tender kisses. But, this is not right. I beg of you, my Knight, do not kneel behind me like this. ’Tis my job, your very own wench's job, to kneel down to you! Please, my master, let me kneel to you.” She pleads as he continues to lavish his oral attentions on her soft and smooth butt cheeks.

He stands up, dragging his hard cock along the back of her thigh, across her taught ass cheek. His strong hand rubs up her spine, reaching for her long silken hair and pulls it slowly, turning her face to look deep in his eyes and he says: “I want you! I want my wench now!” He kisses her ever so deeply on the lips, then returns to his quest. He bends her over and again kneels behind her and spreads her ass cheeks. He starts licking her sweet, red, puckered, asshole, making it ready for fucking. He wets and caresses her clenched backdoor with his probing tongue and kneads her butt with his strong hands. His lusty attentions only enflame her body more, and she moans out her passion and her need.

“Feel how I need you! My body is quivering under your touches. See how my tunnel opens for you. I ache for you! Yesssssss! Yesssssss, fuck me! Please, my Knight, fuck me! I know you want it now! I want you deep inside me. I know you want to take my backdoor. I know you want to fuck my butt as much as I want you too. Take your wench! Yes, I want all of your manhood now. Take me, use me, make me your wicked wench and fuck my asshole!”

He grabs his pulsing cock and turns her around. “Kiss it, wench! Kiss the tip of my sword! Wet my saber so that it will slip easily into your forbidden opening.”

“Gladly, and with pleasure! I willingly lick it for you my brave Knight, my Lord and Master.”

Kneeling to lick and suck on his bulbous pulsing prick, she lavishes her attentions on his throbbing member, stroking the stiff horn with her hands, swirling her tongue around the mushroom head to wet it in preparation for the journey to come. His hands grip her head, twining in her flaxen hair to guide her mouth on his aching cock. She pumps his hot poker, drooling her juices to lubricate it so that her mouth and hands slide smoothly on the stiff pole of his love. She pushes hard, trying to force it ever deeper into her mouth, into her throat, trying to get all of his staff deep into her body to quell the cravings within her. But it isn’t enough. It will never be enough! She aches to have his hard cock shaft in her womb, but knows that will have to wait for their marriage. Until then, she will be content to have it anyway that she can. She feels her asshole clench and release, pulsing in eager anticipation of the coming invasion, and knows that her other maidenhead will be the only one lost tonight.

“Enough! I can take no more of this teasing! My delightful wench, now you will feel my battering ram breaking down your backdoor to enter deep into the bowels of your castle!”

He lifts her by the hair, pulling her mouth from his throbbing cock and turns her to once again lie face down over the dressing table. He sees the glowing mounds of her posterior, and can not resist caressing the smooth flesh of her soft buttocks. Her lusty eagerness overwhelms her and she grips her own butt cheeks, spreading them wide to fully expose the puckered portal of her secret entrance. His cock head slides down the valley of her butt, making a wet and slippery trail through her crease, then rests at the cleft of her waiting gate. His drooling precum wets her and lubricates the tiny hole to ready it for his assault.

“Yes!” She cries out in passion. “Yes! That is the door to my secret tunnel! Take the back path my Knight. Take it and fill me with the full joy of your love! I want this. I want you so badly! Thrust hard my love and skewer me like a suckling piglet on a spit.”

The young knight presses his sword to her hole then thrusts his hips forward. She pulls harder on her buttocks to assist and the tiny hole stretches slightly, then finally yields to the onslaught of his ram. His shaft slides deep into the dark tunnel of her backdoor and she moans in tortured lust at the intrusion into her hidden path. But, she can not help but feel the joy of their joining as her body accepts the spear of his love deep inside her loins. He withdraws slightly, and makes a second assault, stretching the opening and driving through the tight tunnel, finally gaining the full depth of her forbidden hole. He feels the flexing grip of her snug hole, stroking, milking his rampant member and he knows her joy is at hand! He grinds his hips against her bottom, loving the softness of her tender cheeks. Then he retreats and drives into her again, and again! Ramming deep and pounding against the soft cushions of her butt, he thrusts his flesh sword in and out of her tight tunnel of lust, fucking his willing wench with every bit of his strength.

“Oh! Yesssssss! Yes, my Knight! Take the forbidden path my love! Take me! Fuck me! Rape my asshole. Pillage my back passage. Plunder my booty! I am yours, my darling, take me and use me for your pleasure. Fuck your horny wench and fill her willing asshole to overflowing with your love juice!”

He grunts, she gasps, they moan with lusty abandon as he pummels her posterior, stroking his shaft in and out of her gripping back hole. She moves with him as he rides her like a fast horse at a full gallop, driving to a destination they are both longing for. She feels his fleshy sword stab deeper, and it breaks the bonds of her dam. She quakes beneath him, and the joy floods her mind as her juices gush from her body to run in rivers down her shaking legs. Her mind spins as in a maelstrom as her first orgasm crashes against the walls of her crumbling citadel. She is tossed in the storm and cares not that it sweeps her away.

He feels her body quiver like a bow after the arrow has been loosed, and her inner grip holds his shaft tighter than ever! He thrusts hard one last time, and feels his cock swell with the seed of his loins. One last squeeze from her asshole, and his dam is broken! His pent-up juices blast from his shaft to flood the very bowels of her tunnel! His body shakes and jerks as his soul is shot deep into her sucking butt. She seems to draw the very life from him as he twitches and sprays his steaming cum deep into her forbidden hole, filling her until the juices squirt out past his rod to run down her white thighs.

Finally, when both are spent and drained, he collapses onto her back, panting in her ear as he recovers from the battle. His arms envelop her tenderly and he gently molds his body to hers. They lie there for an unknowable time, basking in the afterglow of their satisfaction, their bodies twitching randomly from the aftershocks of their mutual climax..

“Thank you, my sweet darling, my naughty wench, my only love. Thank you for the pleasure you give to me. Are you hurt? I fear that I have taken you forcefully in the path not so intended and may have done you harm. I had no desire to bring you hurt or pain, but I could not resist your pleading, or my own desires for the pleasures of your body. I will be ashamed if this has damaged you.”

“It is nothing.” She sighs. “Anything that I can do for you, or give to you, is worth it for the joy you bring to me. I would happily let you tear me apart, if these are the feeling that it would bring.” She sighs again, and wiggles her bottom against his to signal that she is well. “‘Tis true that my secret passage is tender and I may find sitting tomorrow to be a bit dicey, but no worse than after the spankings that father used to dish out for my disobedience! And the remembrance of this joy will bring a smile with every twinge I feel!”

Slowly, reluctantly, the knight withdraws his sword from her passage, and sees the stretched and ravaged wound of her no longer ‘secret’ tunnel! Oh, the damage he fears he’s done! But even as he watches her, his own cum oozing from her dilated passage, her body twitches and the gate slowly closes, sealing in the remainder of his love offering. He bends to gently kiss each of her cheeks, then helps her to stand so that he may hug her again. They kiss tenderly, then she takes her tattered chemise and wipes the juices of their mutual spendings from his wilted cock. He pulls on his clothing, his eyes never leaving her naked form, and then, with one last kiss, he departs. She waves as he vaults from the window, then she hears his horse as it gallops into the distance. She wonders if loosing her true maidenhead will be anything like this night of joy. Ah, she will just have to wait and see! She falls to the bed, and barely gets the covers pulled up before blissful sleep, and dreams of joy, overtake her.

It was a long week. Work had taken nearly everything out of Nicki. She needed a break and she needed it soon or else she was going to just crumble. It was 5:45pm and her normal day ended at 6. She could damn near feel each minute ticking away like it was an eternity. It was Friday and she intended to do some heavy partying with her friends. She had even brought her evening attire with her to work. So she wouldn't have to stop home to change.

Nicki, Cara, and Shelly, were all the epitome of beauty. They all had responsible jobs, and were professional during the week, but when the weekend came, all barriers of decorum were thrown to the wolves. These girls were hot for some party time. She closed her eyes a minute, leaning back in her chair behind her desk. Taking a moment to recall how much fun it was to go out with the girls. They all had been friends since their college years, sisters in the same sorority. When they went out for a night on the town it was something to behold. All three of them were flirts. Major flirts. It was the one thing they all had in common, and they all had it in spades.

A small smile reached her face as Nicki recalled their last party weekend together. They had all been out to their favorite nightclub, Visions. It was one of the hottest places for nightlife and it was huge. A large dance floor and bar on each level of the 3 floored establishment. Each floor had a different 'Theme' to it, and patrons could choose their pleasure for the evening. Nicki and her friends often opted for flirtier atmosphere of the top floor. It suited their tastes perfectly, with plenty of 'hidden' corners, and cubical where customers could go to get to know each other better, not to mention the highlight of that particular level. The clear dance floor. Nicki, Shelly, and Cara absolutely loved to dance, next to flirting it was their favorite pastime. The clear glass dance floor offered the girls a chance to do both at the same time. For you see, it gave the patrons upon the middle floor a perfect view if only they were to look up. The glass floor was provided as sort of a voyeur's aide to those below.

Nicki recalled with a smirk on her face the last time her and Cara danced upon that floor. It was a few weeks ago and Shelly couldn't make it that night. They had both observed the 'crowd' on the second floor as they headed up, and Nicki had instinctively locked her eyes upon one man in particular. He was nursing a beer and causally glancing up towards the clear dance floor. He wasn't leering and making outlandish comments like the others around him were, yet it was obvious he was enjoying the view. Dressed in simple faded jeans, and a warm flannel shirt, he looked more like he belonged on some farm somewhere instead of in this rather progressive nightclub. The man was hot. Totally. Nicki set her sites on showing this 'cowboy' just what city life could be like. She confessed her interest to Cara and both women chuckled. This was going to be an interesting night.

Nicki didn't waste much time when they reached the top of the stairs; she didn't want her target for the night leaving before she had time to gain his attention. She ordered a shot from the bartender to loosen her up a bit, downed it, and headed towards the dance floor. Her black leather mini having been the perfect choice for this evenings entertainment. She began a series of dance moves, that she was quite comfortable with, as was the growing crowed of men about her and Cara. They were both regulars at Visions and the guys knew that they were in for a visual treat when these ladies came to play. The dance, while entertaining to the men on the third floor, was intentionally designed to offer those below, on the second floor, one hell of a view. Nicki giggled softly to herself, as one of the men snatched Cara away for a more 'private' dance inside one of the walls of an empty nearby cubicle. She continued her dance, allowing some of the guys to dance with her, yet never committing to any one in particular for very long. She knew that those down stairs were getting view after view of her long muscled legs, that led up to her panties. The thought made her hot. The only thing that would make her hotter was if that 'cowboy' was still there. Nicki chanced a glance down, very cautiously. Not wanting any to know that she was really dancing just for one in particular. Damn! He was gone.

Opening her eyes from her memory she glanced at the clock again. It was 6pm and time for her to get out of here. She quickly signed off her computer, cleared off her desk and rang her answering service. She headed out of her office, her large plastic shopping bag in hand, and after saying goodnight to her secretary she quickly darted into the ladies room across the hall, locking the door. In a matter of moments, she stepped in front of the full length mirror the normally straight laced, tailored suit wearing, highly respected executive Nicole Jameson, had been replaced by this tall, slim, exotic looking party girl wearing a low cut red shimmering spaghetti strap tank top, and short thigh length flowing black skirt. Set off with just the right jewelry and high heeled black leather boots. She looked as though she was 20, in college, and ready for a night of heavy partying. "Hello Nicky!" she mused to herself as she added the final touch of a deep soft lipstick. She may like to flirt, but she was defiantly no slut. The gauche red lipsticks women wore now a days just screamed "take me". Nicki was defiantly more subtle.

Tossing her long tailored business coat over her, she unlocks the door to the ladies room. She shouldn't encounter anyone at this hour but one never knows. Her coat hid her new attire nicely. Walking quickly down the deserted hall of executive offices she quickly passed that of her boss without glancing up. Mr. Preston had been pushing her hard this past week, piling up work on her like it was a punishment, and she had no interest in letting him know she was leaving. He was a taskmaster and likely would wonder why she wasn't putting in a full shifts overtime if he caught her. Quickly pushing the button to the elevator, Nicki glanced nervously around as she waited. She was almost there, just as soon as she stepped into the elevator and those doors closed. Forty-five minutes later, a very excitable Nicki reached for the door of Visions. She was here finally, she made it. The girls had to work late and had agreed to meet her here as soon as they could. Stopping in the ladies room again, Nicki quickly shed the remains of her business life in one quick flourish. Off came the floor length coat, and out came the pins that held her long brown hair securely in what was a most proper business style on top of her head. Quickly scrunching up a bit of her shiny waist length hair to give it that 'wild' look she steps back and nods to herself in approval. The tank top set off her ample chest nicely, and the short black 'skating' type skirt would provide just the right amount of teasing, should any gentleman catch her eye. Oh, this was going to be a night to remember.

Turning she stepped out on to the first floor of Visions. She headed straight for the stairs and paused midstride as she acesended to the second floor, her brown eyes instinctively glancing over towards the men at the bar, checking to see by some miracle if her 'cowboy' was there again. Of course he was not. A bit disappointed, she continued up to the third floor, and her normal table.

(Part 2) Nicki went straight to the bar and ordered a shot, then returned to her table. She sipped the first one, glancing about the smoke filled, dark atmosphere, and awaited the arrival of her friends. Half an hour and 3 more shots later, Nicki decided to get up and dance a bit. To help pass the time. The music was beginning to call to her, and the drinks had only intensified that effect. She headed out to the dance floor, and began to dance. Her body moving to the fast paced beat of the song like it was effortless. Once again, quite a crowd of men had gathered to partake in the 'eye candy' and Nicki was loving every minute of it. Teasing each one in turn with a twirl of her neck, or a spin of her hips. After the song ended, she turned to head back to her table when the slow, seductive, heavy beat of a song began to thrust from the speakers. The base hit its mark, matching the beat in her rapidly increasing pulse rate. The eerie, mysterious rhythm making her long to do more then just dance..

The grip about her waist broached no room for argument. Fingers tightening about her and pulling her quickly backwards against a strong chest. Those very same fingers holding her there in a firm, no nonsense manor. Nicki gasped a bit as her body melted into that of this mystery man. She couldn't turn about, yet she could tell it was a man from his purely male scent, and the way he held her. He kept up the seductive dance in time with the music, and even pulled Nicki harder against himself as he whispered in her ear: "Lets dance shall we precious" Her body began to move in conjunction with his, fluid and smooth to the lustful beat of the music. He obviously knew the art of seduction in dance, and he was making sure she felt it. Oh, how she felt it. Her back pressed against his rock hard chest, his hands splayed across her hips, he guided her to mirror his bodies’ movements to perfection. Not an inch was in between them, and Nicki felt every contour, every muscle, every movement like it was her own. This man knew her to well. The dance spoke volumes, and the fact that he was a perfect stranger excited her even more.

"You like this don't you" Damn he read her thoughts, and spoke them in a husky tone right next to her ear again. This was proving to be too much. Nicki began to throw a few moves of her own. While his hands held her fast to him, she still had ample room to rotate her hips in an unmistakable fashion. The fact that it caused her ass to rub seductively against his manhood wasn't her fault. After all he was the one holding her to him wasn't he? The reaction she received wasn't exactly what she had expected. Oh yes, she heard the quick intake of breath, felt him grip her hips a bit harder, even dare say that she heard a low soft groan escape him, but what really got to her was the quickness of his movement, when his hand left her side and replaced itself once with a sharp stinging slap to her ass, and then returned to its former position.

"Ouch" she hissed low, her body still being held against his tight. The dance continuing, and no one about them any wiser for his actions. "Nice try precious" he hissed in her ear. The dance continued and Nicki felt herself getting more and more aroused by the moment. This mystery man had a way about him that drove her absolutely crazy. He wouldn't let her turn about and see his face, yet his hands wandered over her body as though familiar, and very, very possessive. The sensual dance beat slowly died off, and Nicki thought she would make a quick break for it and tried to turn about quickly to see whom her mystery captor was. She was jerked quickly back with those firm hands once again, pressed up against his body. She was quite helpless at this point, but if she thought this was bad, it was nothing to the feelings being stirred in her as his one hand went from her waist, to her hem line, and slowly caressed their way up her bare thigh, touching the most intimate parts of her with but his fingertips.

Her gasp was audible, and her body felt chills running in a million directions. Anyone looking up from below would obviously have a perfect view of his fingers on her. That thought alone was quite erotic to her. He led her slowly off the dance floor, still semi keeping within the beat of the music. Before she could protest he had her 'danced' into one of the corner cubicles, and had locked the door behind him. In a matter of a moment Nicki felt herself sandwiched between the soft padded wall, and the hard muscled one that was his chest. "Such a flirt precious" the words hot against her ear again. "Time to teach you what happens when I get aroused" Inside the small cubical, the lights out, and pressed against the wall like this; Nicki had little alternative other then to submit to this mans whims. At least for the moment. His one hand held both of hers pinned behind her back, and once again his right hand reached down and lifted the hemline of her skirt away from her ass. He tucked the hemline in her waistband, leaving her exposed ass out for his perusal. He didn't release the pressure he was exerting against her body and the wall either. His fingers moved slowly, exquisitely slow as they trailed up her bare thigh again, this time instead of caressing her now swollen lips, he moved them to her ass.

Up and down he stroked her there. Slowly. In the next moment Nicki felt a flourish of movement, which ended up with her over his knee, her bare ass up in the air, and at his whim. "Beautiful" he muttered as he caressed her two perfectly shaped cheeks. It must have been a slip up on his part, because in the next moment there was no tenderness in his words. "Its time to learn what happens to little flirts Nicki" the voice still low and husky. "You now must face what happens when I get aroused due to your little game of flirtation. I intend to make sure you realize just how painful it can be for me to watch you dance about and tease all those men. Your going to learn the hard way, and its going to start now" without a moment’s notice his hand began descending across her snow white ass in heavy SMACKS that left an echo in the room. 5 on one cheek, then another 5 on the other. Pausing after the first 10 to rub the now pink cheeks. "Ouch, shit, that fucking hurts damnit" Nicki all but screamed as they descended upon her bare ass. She tried in vain to wiggle out of his grasp, but only found herself held tighter.

"They are supposed to hurt Nicki, I'm giving you the same pain I get when I see you flirt with other men. When I get aroused and have no where to vent my problem, all because you wish to be a little hussy that evening. Prepare yourself precious for they've only just begun" At those words another 10 swats were delivered all over her bare ass. From top to bottom, side to side. The redness now was beginning to form an even color over her ass. Nicki continued to squirm and cry, though she couldn't move at all. He was in full control, and he was going to give her what he felt was equal punishment for what he had to endure watching her. The spanking really hurt like hell, but Nicki was also beginning to feel something else. A moment later she realized what it was. The spanking she was receiving was making her wet. It was turning her on. She shook her head in pain and disbelief as her mystery man continued with his lecture and her punishment.

"You have been a very naughty young woman Nicki" -Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack- "I'm going to have to teach you what it feels like to be properly punished. I don't like to be aroused and then not be able to screw you properly. You deserve every swat your getting, and I suggest you just take it like a woman" -Smack, Smack, Smack- was this man really talking to her like this? Did he know how long she wanted to be treated like this, talked to like this, be given what she rightfully deserved like this? "Ouch, Please stop, please" she pleaded, but something in her voice must have given her away, for he stopped immediately, and while he again rubbed with one hand, his other hand went down and stroked her pussy. "Ah, I see you are enjoying this precious, your getting all wet" came the silky smooth voice. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK,SMACK,SMACK- Came 5 more in rapid succession. "This is NOT to be a pleasurable experience for you" with those words Nicki felt him bend down and reach for something on the floor. His next words were punctuated with something that she will never forget.

"Your going to have to learn the hard way I see precious" He spoke matter-of-fact as he inserted the full length of the 7-inch toy inside her dripping pussy. Nicki almost had an orgasm right there. "Ohhhhh shit" came her low moan He began to slowly thrust it in and out a few times, getting her quite excited, she was actually bucking back against him when he suddenly stuffed the full length back inside her, all the way up to the base, and quickly resumed spanking her ass again. "Its not red enough precious, I don't think you've learned your lesson yet" He altered his spanks so she wouldn't have any permanent damage, yet made sure they were hard enough to cause her to damn near jump off his lap. He wanted her repentant for the discomfort she caused him this evening. He was going to make sure she knew how it felt. After somewhere around 20 swats on her bottom, he paused and rubbed again. Nicki was beyond herself with the pleasure and pain. The toy shoved into her pussy was vibrating so quickie that she thought she was going to orgasm right there, yet the pain of his spanking was keeping her from going over that edge. She was so close. So close, and he knew it. A low chuckle echo's off the walls softly. "Yes precious, you are so close aren't you, you want that blessed relief. But you also know that this is what I experience when you arouse me, and I have no outlet for it, why should you hmmm?" Nicki only moaned, she knew he was torturing her. However his next move was executed so quickly she thought she was going to fall. Before she could utter a word, she found herself on her hands and knees upon the floor. He forced her legs to spread wide, and he was shoving the toy in out of her, alternating between fast and painfully slow.

Once again a few smacks landed their way on her ass, and then the toy was once again shoved in deep and left there. Suddenly she felt the cheeks of her ass being pulled apart:: His tongue ran from the tip of her ass down to her pussy and back up. Slowly tormenting the girl. He held her wide open with one strong hand, and with the other unzipped his pants. Nicki heard that and her blood went cold. He was planning to:: "Oh dear god no" came her almost desperate response. Not there please. "Its time I finally satisfied myself precious, and to push all 8 inches of my cock into that hot, tight, little rosebud of an ass of yours, is going to give me great pleasure" Nicki shuddered. "Oh I expect its going to hurt" he continued, obviously unaffected by her reaction. "I expect your going to feel each and every inch as it slowly penetrates your ass and opens you up. It will probably burn like fire at first, but then again, I want you to remember what it feels like so you will learn your lesson"

Nicki braced herself the best she could against the wall. She knew this was going to be rough, and truth be told, she was desperately anticipating it. She wanted this man to take her ever since they began that dance over an hour ago, and it was finally going to happen. She was going to be taught the lesson she so richly deserved. Her mystery man continued to stroke her ass. Telling her in no uncertain terms just what he intended to do and why. "I've wanted you in this position for some time now precious" his husky voice continued. "Bent over on all fours in front of me, your pussy spread open by a 7 inch plastic cock, and your ass laying exposed in front me, just begging for me to tend to it properly. Oh, I am so going to enjoy this." "You know I have to teach you precious, you know I have to show you the error of your ways don't you?"

Nicki was jolted out of her thoughts by several hard smacks to the lower part of her ass. Obviously he didn't take well to being ignored. "Y-yes, I know" came the shaky reply. Apparently that was all he needed to hear because a moment later the only sound that filled the room was that of Nicki's emphatic groan. "Ohhhhh yessssss" His cock pressed into her ass in a steady motion. It stretched wide to accommodate him and Nicki felt every inch of it. "Ahhhh god, oh yesss, it hurts" the words poured in a low rasp from her lips. His hand reached around and rubbed her pussy gently as he continued to hammer into her ass. He couldn't believe the sensations his body was receiving. This beauty in front of him with a dildo stuck in her pussy and his cock in her ass drilling away, she looked so obscene and was begging him in her own way to continue. Well, he had no intentions of stopping that was for damn sure.

I looked up from my steaming cup and caught her peeping through her blonde fringe and long lashes. Her smiling eyes recognised something in mine and we sat transfixed by each other's gaze, the reality of our mutual attraction suddenly laid bare and irrefutable. Our grins were conspiratorial. She bit her lip to stifle a giggle and I felt my heart begin to race with the inevitable physical consequences. I leaned back, put my drink down on the dark oak tabletop that stretched between us. Her steady stare scanned my soul, began reading every secret till I was forced to glance away. Face reddening, my eyes finally settled on the two piles of second-hand books we'd just purchased. I was so rarely alone with her and this time, like every time, was very special to me. Our love was suddenly concrete and undeniable, but my momentary joy was tempered by the reality of our individual commitments and inescapable responsibilities.

Another cup, another table. We sit side by side on the end of the hotel bed, our reflections in the dressing table mirror almost blanking out the creamy quilt and plump pillows behind us. Her hand strays to my knee and the touch makes me shiver, fills me with yearning. Twenty years have flown by. She married, moved away, and I have rarely seen her since that day in the cafe. Recently, on a whim, I emailed her out of the blue to find she was in the middle of a relationship trauma. So was I. It was wonderful to have someone to talk to, someone who knew me. Someone who cared. Emails, turned to phone calls, then to msn and now this. Desire, providence and inconstant partners have contrived to bring us together for this one brief encounter, our joint lives focussed into this one pinpoint of pleasure. This will be our time, a lifetime of loving and giving compressed into thirty minutes; a love symbolically conceived, suckled, nurtured, matured and laid to rest before the earth has barely shifted on its axis.

Again the eyes, and I'm taken back to that seaside café all those years ago; the coffee, the books, my thumping heart, and I'm suddenly empty with loss, full of regret at our missed chance.

I kiss her lips and her eyes close. When they reopen, love overflows from them - no longing, judging, remonstrating as they did the last time we said goodbye... We kiss again and I feel her hand cover my groin, the palm pressing down on the place she never touched, fingertips drawing circles between my balls. My hand sweeps from her waist to her breast and she gasps as my fingers close around it. Our mouths are hungry. Tongues wrestle. Spit swirls and mixes. This is for the morning kisses I never gave her, the dreamy, snug, Christmas, birthday, spring, summer and fall kisses that my fear, hesitancy and irresolution stole from us.

I unbutton her white blouse. Slowly. Months steal away but I take my time, savouring the widening triangle of tanned flesh. Buttonholes open and close like winking eyes and pearlescent discs slip through like tears. They trickle down her cleavage and across her taut belly till her tanned, toned torso is bared to me.

And still we kiss, too afraid to stop. Each ticking second in here is worth a blissful week of real life. She pops the silver button at my waist and tugs the fly open, one button at a time, echoing my progress on her blouse. All this I see in my mind's eye as we kiss passionately: months of breathless stripping and coming together; night after night of lust and love; a secret, quiet wedding that never was; a perfect stolen honeymoon... and her hand slips into my pants as if to press home the point. Never had she touched me thus, only in my dreams, and as she uncoils me from the dark heat of my underwear I hear her breathy disbelief.

'Oh... Oh, fuck... fuck me... Jesus, you're big...'

I bare her shoulder and plant my lips there, my tongue drawing wet lines on her soft skin. I need to kiss all of her, be intimate with every inch of this exotic familiar mystery. Fingers close around me... one, two, three, four... and the opposing thumb grips the bone-like flesh. I feel every joint, every minute adjustment of placement and pressure through this, my most sensitive organ. And now she tugs gently, pulling back the foreskin. I feel it peel from my purple tip and I swell more in her grasp, my cock attaining full hardness in preparation for its forthcoming task. Again she moans and I feel her tongue in my ear and her words fill my head with unexpectedly coarse directness.

'I'm gonna suck your fucking cock.'

My heart thuds.

She pushes me back onto the bed. My reflection rolls its eyes to the ceiling then watches her head fall between my legs. No licking, kissing. No gentle teasing. She knows what she wants – the same thing she wanted twenty years ago in that café – and simply swallows me till she gags.

'If I'd known you were this big I'd have raped you years ago...'

Again her sweet mouth surrounds me, the mouth of the lovely wry smile, the mouth of the sweet giggle and innocent, intelligent words. Now it's simply a wet and slurping cunt and it fucks me; lips tight around my shaft, tongue like a long hard clit stroking my glans. Sucking... sucking the spunk from me. The mere 10 cc I have in store today will have to make up for all I have spilt without her, but this pathetic offering can never satisfy her thirst for my cum, the cum I've squirted onto tissues, into my hand, onto my fist, belly, thighs and chest while thinking about her - and pumped into the cunts, mouths and arses of countless girls since I last saw her. Wasted. Every drop, wasted.

She fucks me with her head, her blonde hair flaying my flesh, while her hands drag down my pants and jeans, tearing them over my ankles, taking my socks with them. After hurling my clothes across the room, she takes off her blouse and her white bra, violently mouth-fucking me all the time. I stare in wonder at her breasts; my hands shake as I gently cup the delicious swaying orbs. My T-shirt quickly peels over my head then I reach forward and unbutton her jeans. Eyes wild with lust, she's squealing now, sobs and gasps escaping through the tiny gaps she leaves between my cock and her lips. In contrast to her frantic, raping mouth, she gently rolls the smooth sack of my testicles between her fingers and thumbs, runs her fingertips over the shaved, soft skin surrounding my genitals. Placing my hands on her hips, I pull her jeans and knickers halfway down her thighs with one tug of her clothing, baring her vulva. Oh, God... Above a patch of gooey wetness in her white knickers, her inner thighs curve outwards to form a most inviting gap, cleft by her glistening shaved slit - she shaves her cunt. Fuck... and it's a beautiful cunt... and... I'm about to spurt. So turned on by the sight of her moist and swollen sex lips, I almost lose it, almost fill her mouth with my hot cum. Her mouth. My cum. Fuck, this is amazing.

'Oh, no, fuck, I want it, don't stop... cum in my mouth...'

I'd pulled out, gasping for air, squeezing and squeezing to regain control of my juices and my desire to fill her with them, but she takes over, grasps the shaft with two hands and firmly wanks me off into her open mouth. I've waited a long time for this day, had longed to draw it out and savour every moment, yet I cannot stop her. It is almost over. The tip rubs against her velvet lips, her hands massage my stiff cock and I'm cumming.

I watch it, somehow detached from it... every movement. Slow motion. She feels me tighten and hold, knows that release is only seconds away. Still I hold on... hold on... till the pleasure is so intense it hurts, overwhelms me, and I can hold no more. As the orgasm anaesthetises my body and brain, the automatic pumping starts... a skein of glutinous cream spurts from my piss hole and splatters her face. There is ecstasy in both her eyes and sighs and she adjusts her position so the next salvo squirts into her mouth. Yes, every drop. She swallows. Now sucks. Swallows again. I contract again as she forces her hands down on me and I ejaculate once more. Frantically she sucks and wanks, sucks and wanks, pummelling my organ with mouth and hands till my erection starts to fail and discomfort replaces rapture.

A quick movement and her jeans and white lace panties are off and now she pushes me onto my back again, sits astride my face and feeds her cunt to me. Red-varnished nails peel back her swollen lips revealing her pink innards and she forces herself onto my face, covering my nose and mouth with her pungent lubricant and hot flesh.

'Eat my cunt... lick me out... Oh, Jesus, yes...tongue me...'

I grab her tight arse and pull her pussy into my mouth. This is my one chance to do everything I ever dreamed. I penetrate her with my tongue, swallow all I can, sniff in her animal aroma, fill myself with her. I'm suffocating. An upward glance sees her twisting her nipples violently, eyes screwed up with an overwhelming, all-consuming bliss. Then I lube my fingers with her cunt juice and roughly slide two into her anus. She yelps, says no and tries to pull them out, but I cling to her and push them in further. A series of breathless grunts are followed by a deep sigh and then she accepts the pain, sinks back and rides it till it metamorphoses into a rich seam of pleasure that she mines to exhaustion. Finally pulling away, she turns around so she can fellate my softening cock while I tongue her arse, thumb-fuck her sweet cunt and rub her erect clit with my fingers. Ragged breathing and spastic thrusts tell me she's getting close. A final parcel of cum oozes along my length and surprises her mouth. She swallows hungrily; consuming the feast, knowing a lifetime of famine will follow.

'Mmm, love your spunk... fuck, I've dreamt of this so... many... times... Oh, God, I'm cum... cum...'

Her first orgasm is loud. So fucking loud that I think there's something wrong. And it goes on and on... and on. I feel her teeth close around the base of my flaccid member and I fear for its safety as her frenzied contractions continue. I grasp onto her, ride the storm, maintaining firm contact with her clit for as long as I can. Then her rapture ends as soon as it began, the hurricane quickly replaced by a zephyr of gentle sobs. Slowly withdrawing my thumb, fingers and tongue from her holes, I gently manoeuvre us so I am holding her in my arms. Tightly, lovingly, like for all the world she is mine. Sugar-sweet words dissolve into a stream of lemon bitterness.

Nobody likes being shoved out the door….at least I sure didn’t…but in my mid 50s…job opportunities dried up and when I tried to make a job change…I found myself instead left out in the cold...like so many before me.

So what does a retired Math teacher do to keep from going stark raving nuts?

For the first few months I looked for meaningful part time employment…I tried a bunch of different things but finally lowered my lofty sights and settled for part time retail working at Home Depot. It's okay, and I do know a lot about carpentry, painting, ect.…and does have some fringe benefits…along with employee discounts…so I stick with it. Usually I work weekends…and one or two days during the week…not too demanding and the extra income is good although financially, I'm pretty well set.

One day as I was driving home after a day at the DIY Palace as I call it…I saw a new “For Sale” sign on the empty house next door to my place and decided to stop and check it out. The place is not exactly next door….there is a patch of woods and a small creek that separates it from my house. The grass had gotten about waist high…much to the chagrin of the neighbourhood…and as I suspected the house turned out to be a foreclosed property.

It was one of the smaller houses in the neighbourhood…but on a nice lot with big trees…and after peering in the windows for a bit…I decided that I would look into making an offer on it. It needed some work and paint…but I have good handy man skills and through my job access to building materials and paint at attractive prices. I figured what the hell…a little more income from a rental property would be a good thing….and I had some cash to work with…sooo…

Long story short…I put in a bid with HUD…and after waiting for weeks & got the house for about half its value.



As soon as the loan closed I started to work…cutting the grass…trimming the overgrown shrubs and attending to the many neglected maintenance issues that accumulate over time. The work was hot and sweaty…but rewarding…progress was visible and directly related to effort expended, which is a far cry from teaching.

Did I mention I am an ass man? I am, very much so. I love looking at them…squeezing them….licking them…and most of all…fucking them! Yeah…I’m really into anal…when I get the chance anyway. I think my interest in asses is a result in seeing so many cute ones wiggling up and down the halls of the high school where I taught. God….some of those girls could, and probably would, make a dead man cum.

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