The Park Bench - Friday PM

The Park Bench - Friday PM [part 6 of 6]
By: TA Writer (tawriter@sbcglogal.net)

The Park Bench - Friday Afternoon

Ravi and Mary continue reading the ?Dr. Terry' book out loud each reading the male and female parts respectively.

Mary "You see Sam I was able to get ready more quickly than usual this morning because I saved myself the bother of putting on a brassier or panties."

Mary's head was in a whirl at the sudden intensification of Dr. Terry's feelings as Ravi took up the narration. Mary has put down her book and stood up facing Ravi who kept reading

Sam watched spellbound as Terry slowly slid the blouse off her shoulders, folded it and laid the garment on the top of the car. She then reached up with both hands and unpinned her hair letting it fall down framing her face and neck:

Mary now had completely unbuttoned her dress top and slid her arms out of the dress. Ravi Read:

Terry looked deeply into Sam's (somewhat stunned) eyes and maintaining eye contact reached behind herself and unzipped the skirt. Terry slowly lowered her skirt and stepped gracefully out of it. Terry carefully folded the skirt and placed it on the car top.

Mary also unzips the back of her dress and pulls it down over her hips and lays it over the park bench.

Terry standing next to the passenger side door and without a word opens it up and reaches out to draw a mesmerized Sam out of the car. Terry leads Sam to the picnic shelter. Terry reaches her other had out a grasps Sam's wrist. Terry draws Sam to her and places Sam's hands on her breasts. "Sam, Oh Sam! I want you so very, very much! Sam, I want you to make love to me! I want you to be tender and gentle and loving but I know this is all sudden and I will be very happy if you just simply ?Slam-Bam Thank you Mam' fuck me because I am hot and I am ready." With that Terry lays down on a picnic bench with her legs apart.

During this recital Mary peels out of her red thong panties and unhooks the flimsy brassier and stands facing Ravi who for some reason is no longer reading from the book. Wearing stockings and a red garter belt Mary slowly pirouettes in front of Ravi letting him drink in the sight of her body. "After all He's seen most of the ?good bits' before but not from such a close proximity." Mary mused to herself.

Mary reached out drawing Ravi up to stand directly in front of her. She giggled, "I don't see any picnic benches nearby so I may get grass stains... "

"Oh No my wonderful lady" Ravi said as he took Mary by the hand a few steps behind the bushes where a blanket was spread on the grass and picnic basket waited with a bottle of wine and some crusty bread. "I told you - a loaf of bread a jug of wine a book of verse and thou'". Ravi said as he drew Mary down to recline on the blanket.

Mary slowly sank down, reclining on the blanket. A thousand generations of genetic programming allowed Mary to effortlessly assume an enticing posture as she reached her hand out to draw Ravi down on the blanket beside her.

Ravi then reached out and drew Mary up into his lap as he slowly bent to kiss her lips. Mary let her head fall back slightly arching her neck. As Ravi's lips closed on Mary she felt utterly confident seeing warmth and affection mixed with desire in Ravi's eyes.

They kissed a long time. Mary felt herself be drawn emotionally into Ravi's embrace like a comet captured by the pull of the sun. The longer the kiss the tighter the attraction grew.

Still cradled by one of Ravi's arms, Mary felt fingers of Ravi's other hand caress her skin starting at her waist and sliding slowly up her ribs. His touch was very soft and delicate and delicious as his hand explored Mary's ribs, moving slowly inexorably upward eventually cupping her breast.

Mary leaned arching her back as Ravi then began kissing Mary's chin, throat and shoulders; working his way down her torso slowly nibbling and tickling Mary until his lips reached Mary's breast cupped in Ravi's hand.

Mary moaned softly as Ravi nibbled gently around her areola and nipple.

Ravi lifted Mary's breast and began quoting the Karma Sutra describing Mary's breasts and nipples in a mixture of Hindi and English "your breasts! ko mammas rahe ho!"

Ravi's hand left Mary's breast and traced a path downward over her ribs caressing and stroking her skin all the while praising her beauty and sensuality. His fingers circled Mary's navel and moved further down passing lightly over her garter belt and tracing it with his fingertips following the garter straps downward to the thigh flesh above Mary's stocking top. Then over to the other leg and following the garter strap back up to the garter belt.

Mary writhed as the delicious tickling sensations increased her arousal. Mary arched her back lifting her belly up to increase the pressure of his stroking fingers; but he just backed off maintaining a light feathery touch that circled slowly towards Mary's pubic mound and the fine silken tangle of her pubic hair.

BUZZ! BUZZ! Mary's wrist alarm sounded breaking the hypnotic spell and she cursed sotto voce "Damm ! I am not going to stop now, but I have to do something" Sitting up and kissing Ravi on the mouth Mary stood up and said "Don't you go anywhere buster! I am not though with you by a long shot."

Mary walked naked back to the park bench where her bag and clothes were and took out a cell phone. Calling the office she told them she was starting the weekend early and she would not be back today.

Mary turned back toward Ravi put her Cell Phone in her purse and leaving her clothing behind strutted naked back to the blanket.

Then, standing, legs apart, directly in front of the seated Ravi Mary said" I guess I will not have any use for my dress for a while, but I can't loose my cell phone wallet keys or anything else in my purse." "I believe you will take care of anything else that I need for the rest of the afternoon Ravi." As she reached out and pulled Ravi's head further spreading her legs and arching her back to give Ravi's tongue the best access to her vulva labia and vagina.

As Ravi tasted her delights, Mary experienced her lover's oral skills, she began to coach him to "Nibble here ... Lick there,...Up higher;... Down further; In deeper" and very often simply "More! ... Don't Stop!"; until with a shudder Mary's knees gave way and she sank down once more into Ravi's lap where he cradled her shuddering body.

"Oh ! That was wonderful! Ravi, You are a superb lover! I have never been taken so high so fast in my life. My whole body feels alive and sensitive. " Mary cooed softly as she snuggled close into Ravi's arms.

Ravi reached into his bag and pulled out two cloth-of-gold wristbands that he placed on Mary's wrists. "Mary, My Lady, can you trust me to keep you from all harm and hurt?" Ravi asked

"Yes, I trust you Ravi. I believe you will keep me safe." Mary Softly replied

Ravi pulled a small silver flask out of his bag, held it up for Mary to see and explained "on my family's property outside Jaipur we have a rare tree, the Jaradara Jinko tree, whose name in English would be "tears of the virgin." "This tree has an unusual property." If the tree is damaged as it repairs itself a resin is secreted.." " In a few cases the tree has been struck by lightning during a monsoon and the resin passes through a deep gash that is lined with charred wood" This charcoal filtered resin properties are far superior to ordinary Jaradara Jinko resin and is prized for its aphrodisiac effects when stroked on the vaginal area of a woman."

Mary's eyes became very wide. She was somewhat afraid and somewhat eager to try this ointment out and she said, "So you have some Jaradara Jinko resin there?"

"Oh No! My lady! The pure resin is too strong it must be diluted and even the diluted ointment used sparingly." "The resin is harvested from the tree using silver tools to collect the viscous material and then it is dissolved in 100 volumes of pure water, and then extract of cloves and aloe are added - about on and ten parts - and then this clear mixture slowly evaporated until only about 25 volumes remain.. These days my family uses a vacuum pump to speed the process up without over heating the mixture that would disrupt the properties of the resin. I think the clove extract simply sweetens an otherwise bitter taste but my Grandfather insists it is necessary -because his grandfather told him." "The finished lotion must only be stored in Silver containers - Again because my grandfather's grandfather...You get the idea."

"The lotion my family's tree produces is the most famous in India and gives my family great influence and enough wealth so that for example I could study landscape and gardening in a desert city and my older brother to become an expert on the art of the Mughal Empire and give a generous dowry for my younger sister's wedding."

"You want to use the virgin's tears ointment on me?" Mary softly asked not knowing if she was afraid the answer would be ?yes' or afraid the answer would be ?no'.

"No one is sure why it is call virgin's tears. One opinion holds that the ointment produces such a profound result that even a virgin weeps for joy, but the other opinion holds that the application is so powerful that a virgin cannot help but allow her maidenhead to be taken despite tears of remorse." Ravi replied.

"I am not a virgin and even if I still had that gift to give you there would be no remorse" Mary asserted.

Ravi brought Mary's wrist behind her back and linked the bracelets. Mary looked deeply into Ravi's dark eyes and could only see gentleness and concern for her there so she leaned back and parted her legs. Ravi carefully opened the flask and let two drops of a ruby colored fluid drip on his fingertip. Ravi smoothed the lotion over the inner folds of Mary's labia and over her clitoris and worked the lotion over her vaginal opening and down to her perineum. When he was satisfied the lotion was evenly spread he held the finger up in front of Mary who leaned forward to suck any remaining ointment traces off.

"It does not taste bad." Mary said, "What should I expect? " "Why did you restrain my wrists?"

"In a few more minutes my dear Lady Mary I hope you can describe a sensation that a man can never have to me." Ravi replied as he reached from around behind her and cradled both of her breasts in his hands gently but firmly squeezing Mary's nipples. His touch was deeply erotic and Mary let her eyes close as she focused on the sensations in her breasts and nipples.

This had distracted Mary from the lotion on her crotch so she suddenly opens her eyes in some surprise and said "Ravi Darling I think I can feel a tingling sensation between my legs. Is that what I should expect? It is quite pleasant but not overpowering."

"Patience My Lady! Patience!" Ravi said as he continued to stroke his fingertips over Mary's stiffening nipples. As Mary's arousal increase little goose bumps rose out of her areolas which when touched gave her waves of further sensual sensations.

"Ravi Darling! I am feeling warm between my legs now. It is very nice. I like it a lot! Is that what I should be feeling there?"

"Mary, My Lady Fair, you must have patience for a little while longer." Ravi said as he rolled Mary's erect nipples between his thumb and forefinger sending waves of arousal through Mary's nerve endings.

"Oh! Ravi! Your finger feels so good and your ointment seems to really have kicked in. I feel a warming and a tingling like warm seltzer water where the carbonation bubbles are bursting over all the skin surfaces between my legs. This is a wonderful sensation. Your family's Jaradara Jinko certainly produces a treasure." "I want to make love to you Ravi."

"I am happy that you find the ointment sensations pleasant thus far Fair Lady," Ravi murmured as he bent to take one nipple then the other between his teeth and gently bite, "But it is not yet time we should play a little longer."

"...thus far?" "...play ...longer?" "What will happen to me?" Mary thought to herself before Ravi's nibbling thoroughly distracted her from further analytical thought.

"Ravi! Ravi! Those seltzer bubbles seem to be getting bigger and bursting harder and I feel very warm now and I want you to touch me and bring me to a climax with your fingers tongue and penis. I need to be touched and caressed." Mary said quite urgently as she spread her legs out and lifted her crotch itself silently pleading for attention.

"Mary it will not be too much longer till you feel the full effects of our ointment." Ravi replied as he began to trace the outline of Mary's areolas and the ribs on her sternum.

"Ravi! Ravi! Ravi! Those are not seltzer bubbles any longer it is like a million tiny butterfly wings continually brushing my body all trapped between my legs. You must give me some relief! I am afraid I will go crazy if you don't touch me and fuck me right now!"

"My Beloved, My Lady, Trust me that you will not ?go crazy'."

"Well if you won't do it I will! Release my hands Ravi!" Mary insisted

"That is why your hands are restrained my Lady Love" Ravi replied soothingly.

"Ravi Those butterflies seem to be nipping me I feel tiny flashes like an insect bite and they are spreading and becoming more frequent almost continuous almost... Oh God Ravi I cannot stand this any longer. I have to have you fucking me! Pleeease ! Put yourself in me! I am begging you to put this fire out between my legs. "

Ravi laid Mary back down on the blanket and stood up to remove his shirt and trousers. Mary spread her legs and bucked her crotch up and down looking for some relief. She was moaning incoherently now as her entire conscious focus narrowed to those sensations between her legs and they continued to intensify. Then Ravi was kneeling between her spread legs and then he was in her. As though Ravi's cock had pierced a dam, an incredible orgasm flooded over Mary and her secretions flooded Ravi's cock.

Moments later Mary opened her eyes in wonder. Her lover was still erect and still inside her and the biting butterflies were still giving her intensely erotic sensations. Mary responded by hooking her heels behind Ravi's buttocks to draw him in deeper to her.

"Damm You Ravi!" Mary said in a scolding voice but with a twinkle in her eyes. "You got me in this state buster and you had better perform because I am not going to let you up until you finish this job." " You better fuck me as long and as often as I want at least until I am feeling sane once again."

Ravi flexed his buttocks pushing in to Mary who also pulled herself up to meet him using her thigh muscles to lift her up. They both relaxed allowing Ravi to slip part way out before they both tensed driving him back deeper. Without a word of direction Ravi and Mary became a single coordinated team controlling together the act of love bringing both of them the intense pleasure that assure the species will go on.

Mary's vagina was completely lubricated and the tiny spasms of her vaginal tract reflected the continued presence of the ?biting butterflies' and these spasms felt to Ravi as though he had plunged into a vibrating concavity. Their rhythm increased as the intensity of both partners soared higher.

"Oh! Ravi! Please don't stop!" Mary thought to herself "I am getting there! I am nearer than ever and it is so wonderful." Ravi and Mary continued the reciprocal rhythm of love giving each other to the other. "Oh! Ravi! Please don't stop!" Mary murmured as waves of pleasure battered at her shy reserve. Ravi hearing her soft plea increased his efforts. "Oh Ravi! Pleease don't Stop " Mary cried out abandoning herself to her feelings. Ravi pushed harder. "OH RAVI! OH! OH! OH! PLEEEASE! DO IT! Mary was nearly shouting now urging her lover on. Mary's legs pulled Ravi into her with increasing force at every stroke. "RAAAVIIII !" Mary cried her head thrashing back and forth. "RAAAVIII! OH! OH! PLEEEASEEE!" As her climax started at her shoulders and rippled down her spine with one more convulsive heave she pulled Ravi into her spasming vagina. It seemed like it lasted forever but the shuddering diminished and Mary once again regained the ability for coherent speech.

"Wow!" "You certainly know how to treat a woman Ravi." Mary said as she started to relax but then realized that Ravi was still erect and still buried up to the hilt in her. "I guess my work is not yet done." Mary thought to herself but instead of continuing Ravi pulled slowly out and picked Mary up reaching under her knees hooking them over his shoulders. Then Ravi knelt up lifting Mary so that her crotch was entirely open and directly below. This left the lovers in the perfect position for cunilingus.

Ravi moved his hands down to cup Mary's breasts as he dipped his head toward Mary's vagina. "Ravi what are you going to do?" Mary asked and even as she spoke she realized the inanity of the question. "Ravi! I am all messy down there!" (Another completely unnecessary comment Mary realized) "I just came... Surely you are not going to try to...." "Ooooh! That feels very nice!" "I guess you aren't going to answer me" (Of course not you ninny! He is doing something else with his mouth ... and tongue right now other than having a completely unnecessary conversation.)

While Ravi's hands explored Mary's breasts, he made a feast of Mary's genitalia. His lips kissed her lightly from the mons to the perineum. His tongue traced the outline of both of her labia and darted repeatedly into the entrance of her vagina. He gently sucked over Mary's clitoris drawing it out and letting it fall back. Mary coached him with erolalia "Oh! That feels very good! "A little higher... "Oh Please do that again... In deeper please... Right there! ... That's the place! ... I love what you are doing ... Don't ever stop... A little lower ... Do it Again!." "I love this Ravi." "I have never had anyone who is a better lover..." "Ravi those biting butterflies are still there!"

Mary hooked her ankle behind Ravi's shoulders and flexed to raise herself closer to Ravi's face trying to give his lips and tongue better access to her whole genital area. "Ravi OH Ravi" Mary's pleas had become more urgent "I want you to do that more! Please do not stop Please." Mary could feel the pressure building and despite the oral ministrations, the effects of the ointment are burning through the fog of the afterglow of her earlier orgasm and the needs of her body were once again beginning to compel a shattering response.

"Ravi, my Darling, my Beloved! Oh Ravi! OH RAVI! OHHHH!" "I cannot stop! You cannot stop! I have to .... To.... Cumm For Yuoooo!" As Mary shuddered she released a little ejaculation that Ravi greedily devoured before he gently lay Mary back down on the blanket. He releases her wrist bindings and crawled up into an embrace. Mary put her arms around him and kissed him deeply. (So that is what I taste like.) She thought as she sensuously devoured his lips. (I guess I am sweet - tastes a bit like cloves...I guess Ravi's Grandfathers know their stuff!)

Reaching down between their bodies Mary's hand found Ravi's penis still erect. Mary pushed Ravi over so he was lying on his back and then Mary straddled him. Mary rubbed her breasts over Ravi's face as she sensuously squirmed down letting full body rub over Ravi. She reached the desired latitude and slid her vaginal area over Ravi's erect penis exchanging lubrication and zeroing herself in to capture the head of his cock in the folds of her labia and then slide herself down engulfing him.

Once she had Ravi completely ?captured' Mary sank down to rest for a moment against his chest. "Ravi is the best lover I have ever had." Mary mused "He has given me more in the last hour or so than any man before." "I want to give an equal measure of love and pleasure back to him."

Mary looked down at Ravi's dark eyes the gentleness she saw when they started was still there but there was no hint of concern it had been replaced by a confidence and warmth. Mary said "My darling I want to give you the best loving a woman can give to a man and I want you to become as enraptured with me as I am with you." "Just hold me for a minute while I catch my breath because I do not propose to let you up until I have possessed you as deeply as you have possessed me."

"Nicely said" Mary mentally complimented herself "It is a lot more poetic than simply saying that I am going to fuck your brains out. That I am going to screw you till that great rod of yours has all the starch - and protein squeezed out of it. But by god that's what I am going to do if it takes all afternoon." "No mere man out fucks Mary Fair!"

Mary started by slowly sliding herself up his shaft until just the tip remained inside her and then slowly back down until he was entirely engulfed. She would bear down with her PC muscles to tighten herself around him and then relax. Mary would shift herself from side to side and front to back grinding her pelvis thereby transmitting an endless series of differing but erotic sensations to Ravi. Sometimes, when he was almost out Mary would dangle one breast or the other over Ravi's waiting mouth and cause him to lean up so his mouth could stay with a tasty nipple as Mary sank back down on his shaft. Some other times when he was almost out Mary would pause and move slowly teasing Ravi till he bucked upward driving himself into her.

"Patience! Wasn't that what you said to me Ravi Darling?" Mary admonished with a twinkle in her eye. Ravi was clearly falling under Mary's sexual spell and the urgency of his movements was escalating. "I gotcha now Buster" Mary thought to herself very confident in her ability to maintain command of this situation.

Then Mary noticed the beginnings of an all too familiar sensation in her genitalia as a tingling was replaced with a very noticeable warmth. "How long will the effects of that Jaradara Jinko ointment last?" Mary thought to herself. "I've got to make him cumm before I am complete under the influence of that damm & wonderful sensation!"

Mary redoubled her efforts clamping down harder with her PC sliding up and down grinding her cunt around his cock faster deeper and wilder. Ravi began matching her movements with his own has Mary could see a fine sheen of sweat on his chest. Ravi reached behind Mary and gripped her buttocks assisting her swinging grinding motion and bucking up to meet her downward strokes. Mary was biting her lip to distract herself from the sensations in her crotch, which now felt like those warm champagne bubbles and would soon turn into biting butterflies.

Ravi was now in the throws of aerolalia and he was moaning about the sensations her was experiencing in a random mix of English and Rajastani. Mary bore down with all her might determined to feel her victory gushing from his cock before she surrendered to the mounting sensations of this marathon fuck. Her vaginal sheath was twitching involuntarily because of the sensations of the ointment and this even further enflamed Ravi who was moaning and twitching and bucking to accelerate the sliding sensations between them.

"I am not going to last a minute more" Mary though to herself as she sat up driving Ravi as deeply as she could. Mary bore down with her PC muscle and played her last ace. She reached behind her and with one hand lifted Ravi's testicles and with the other plunged her finger into his anus pressing on his Prostate gland.

That was the last straw. Ravi climaxed and flooded Mary's vagina with semen and seconds latter Mary added her ejaculation as she reached a shattering orgasm collapsing unconscious onto Ravi's chest.

Ravi pulled the edge of the blanket over both of the sheltering the lovers from the cooling afternoon air. They lay together in perfect repose enjoying their glow for a while before Ravi rose dressed and packed up the picnic basket and put Mary's clothing in her bag. Ravi stooped, wrapped Mary in the blanket, hooked her bag over one arm the picnic basket over the other and picked her up in his arms carrying her across the lawn to his waiting car.

Joy Ride

Joy Ride
By: Aiki (AikiDemon@hotmail.com)

It had been several months since we'd gotten together; she had started her first year of grad school while I was busy with my own classes. We usually tried to get together at least every other weekend, but starting this semester she was going to school far upstate. And on top of that we both were overloaded with work, so we both knew it would be a while until we could get together again. I was excited to see her, and from the warm hug and steamy hot kiss I received upon greeting her at the bus depot I took it she missed me too. She was in town for the whole week, but to my dismay any alone time would have to wait, as we had an invitation to dinner at her brother's house that afternoon. Her bus had a flat on the way, so we were already running late; I put her bag in the car and we were off to my place before leaving for her brother's house. There wasn't any real rush, but she hadn't seen her brother since the beginning of the semester, and he was leaving for Johannesburg the next day, so she was anxious to see him before he left. I'd showered and changed before leaving to pick her up, so while she showered I checked the traffic. No big surprise, every major road was backed up; driving into Brooklyn in the middle of the day, you're bound to run into some traffic.

"Hey, the BQE, the Jackie, the Van, the Belt, they're all packed." I said as she came downstairs, running a towel through her moist hair. "How bad?" She asked. "None of them are looking too good" "Shit, we're running late as it is" "Look, none of the roads are going to save us any time, what do you say we just cut our losses and take the subway? This way we won't have to worry about finding parking either" "Alright, let me just grab my runners and we can go"

It was a cool autumn day, I'd put on some black slacks and a navy blue shirt and she had on some sweats, a tank top and a denim jacket over that. As soon as she put on her sneakers we were on our way. She was walking pretty quickly when we first got out of the house, she was obviously anxious to be on her way, but she eventually calmed down. We didn't say much while waiting at the subway platform, just enjoyed being in each others arms again. I knew she wanted to see her family again, but it felt so good just standing there holding her I wouldn't have minded if we never got on our way.

It took a good 20 minutes for the train to arrive, plenty of time for a large crowd to gather at the platform. A few people got off the train, and many more got on. The two of us could barely fit, and with an hour and a half ride ahead we didn't want to be packed like sardines the rest of the way. We tried the next car but it was no better. We kept moving ahead until finally we got to the front car, it was a little better, but still crowded enough such that we had to stay pressed close to one another (not that I had any objection).

We ended up moving to the front of the car so she could look out the front window. The train started with a sudden jolt, I held on to her to keep from loosing my footing, and she in turn held on to the door handle. We both stayed pretty quiet, she just stared out the window at the tracks passing by, and I just stared at her, taking in the scent of her freshly washed hair. It was a pretty noisy ride, the sound of everyone talking, the roar of the train speeding along the tracks, not to mention being bumped from every side. It wasn't immediately obvious from the loose clothes she was wearing, but with my arms around her I could tell she'd really toned up since I last saw her. I could feel her well defined obliques through her t-shirt. She squeezed her hands over mine as I kissed her cheek gently. She took a deep breath as I kissed across her cheek and slowly nibbled at the top of her ear. She reached up and ran her fingers through my hair, pulling my mouth to hers, our lips met in such intense passion that the rest of the world seemed to disappear. She broke the kiss and whispered "not here, I don't think a public indecency arrest would make a great start to my week off". As much as I hated to admit it, she was right; we'd already gotten a few stares with our kiss. But being tucked away in the corner as we were, my hands were well out of sight to anyone standing behind us. I held her close with my left hand while my right slowly traced the bottom edge of her tank top. She tried pushing my hand away, but avoided struggling so hard as to draw attention. My hand eventually slid up under her tank top, my fingers caressing across her perfectly flat stomach, moving up and gently cupping the bottom edge of her left breast. I hadn't seen the bra she was wearing, but I was sure it looked very sexy. From what I could feel it was some sort of silk or satin material, and it was stretched taught across her large C cup. As my fingers continued to make their way up I could feel her nipple through her bra, it was already hard as I pressed it between my thumb and middle fingers. I could see goose bumps dotting the back of her neck as I caressed her nipple through the thin cloth. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, enjoying herself as I kept busy, my palm softly working over her firm, round breast.

With her not giving any opposition, I continued working my right hand across her chest while my left slowly began undoing the drawstring on her sweats. I snuck two fingers under the waistband, feeling the top edge of her panties; they were made of the same material as her bra. I slide my middle finger further down the front of her panties, moving down between her legs. She spread her legs ever so slightly; it was all the encouragement I needed to gently press my finger to her mound, circling the top of my finger over it, massaging it through her panties as my other hand continued working her nipple through her bra. All the while the train kept moving along its route, going from one stop to the next, the rest of the crowd seemingly oblivious to what was happening at the front of the car.

I pressed firmly at her crotch, moving my finger in a tight circle as I felt her panties growing wetter by the moment. Her breath had grown shallow as she dug her nails into my arm and pressed her ass back towards me. My right hand now cupped at her breast, squeezing it as my left fingered her through her panties, rubbing furiously at her clit. She lowered her head to hide the fact that she was biting her lip. I took a quick glance around to make sure we hadn't drawn any attention to ourselves, but everyone was too wrapped up in reading their books or listening to their iPods or just staring at the walls waiting for their stop to notice us. My finger kept moving, she kept biting her lip, her panties stayed wet, until finally I heard a slight whimper escape past her lips as I felt a surge of moisture soak into her panties. She let out a sigh before falling limp into my arms. I held her close with both my arms wrapped snuggly around her waist. We didn't speak for the rest of the ride, we just stood pressed against one another, and I savored the scent of her that had filled the air (I'm sure some of the other nearby passengers must have noticed it too).

At her brother's house we were greeted with bright smiles and warm hugs. She went into the kitchen to help with dinner while I took a seat next to her brother who introduced me to the rest of the family. The evening went smoothly with plenty of conversation and drinks to go around. When it came time for dinner we all headed to the dining room, it was quite a spread with a whole turkey, pot roast, biscuits, grilled vegetables, pasta and several different wines. Her brother sat at one end of the rectangular table, her father at the other, and the rest of us found spots somewhere alongside. I pulled out a chair for her and took my own seat to her left. We bowed our heads while her grandmother led everyone in a prayer before dinner, and following that everyone jumped right in. It was hard to believe, but the food tasted even better than it looked. After the few moments it took everyone to fill their plates the air once again filled with the sounds of several conversations going on at once.

This was the first time I was meeting her father, and I was happy to see that he was taking this opportunity to get to know me. We talked about how she and I had met, how long we'd been seeing each other, about what my educational and career goals were. I was a tad nervous about meeting the whole family, but by this point I was really enjoying myself. It came as quite a surprise, however, when I felt her slide her hand underneath the table cloth and gently place it on my leg. I continued talking to her father, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to concentrate as I felt her slowly press her fingers into my thigh. Not knowing how to react I kept both my hands on the table and continued my conversation. I threw her an occasional glance and she simply smiled as if she were just listening in on us, but all the while moved her hand slowly up my leg. She eventually reached the top of my thigh and slid one finger down onto my crotch, rubbing me through my pants, which by that point were getting very crowded. I tried focusing on what her father was telling me about their family history, but all I could think about was her hand cupping my crotch and stroking me through my pants. Her grip was firm, her pace slow, and as much as I tried to ignore it I started to breathe heavier. Her father and I continued to talk back and forth about one thing or another, the whole time her hand working my cock, never letting up. I'm sure she knew by the look on my face that I couldn't hold out much longer, which is probably why she started stroking me even faster, pumping her fist across the length of my cock. I felt myself on the brink, and with one more stroke I felt myself cum about as hard as I could have imagined. I'm sure the look on my face must have given it away, as she responded with a devilish grin. Fortunately for me my clothes weren't stained at all (not on the outside any way), so I was free to walk around the rest of the evening without concern. And the rest of the night did, in fact, go very well. I got to meet the rest of her family, got a tour of the house and played a game of pool with her father and brothers. And I could see that she really enjoyed seeing her whole family again, she doesn't get much free time from school so these opportunities are a rare treat.

Things started to wind down a little after midnight; people started heading out, some who were spending the night turned in, and though neither she nor I were tired, we figured it was about time we headed out, especially since her brother had to finish packing for his flight the next day. We said our goodbyes to her family and were on our way. The night had grown very chilly by the time we left, what was probably a several minute wait on the train platform seemed like hours. It was a huge relief to step into the warm air of the heated train compartment. The whole cabin was empty, we took a seat by the window and held each other close, warming ourselves with each other's body heat.

"Did you have a good time tonight?" I asked her. "Yeah, I'm really glad I got to see everyone" she said, pulling herself closer to me; "everyone really liked you, they've been asking me for a while when I was going to let them meet you" she said. "Well they all seemed really nice, I was a little nervous at first, but I enjoyed myself" "I'll bet you did" she replied, as she reached down and grabbed me through my pants. I put my hand to her face and stroked my thumb across her cheek, bringing her closer to me as I leaned in and put my lips to hers. I could tell she'd recently put on lip balm, it tasted like raspberries. I felt her tongue slide into my mouth and snake around my own as I ran my fingers through her hair and rested my other hand on her hip, holding her close.

I moved my mouth from hers and kissed my way to her neck, brushing her hair out of the way as I ran the tip of my tongue across the edge of her earlobe. She tilted her head as she ran her hands up my arms and around my back, scratching through my shirt. I felt the goose bumps form across her skin as I slowly nibbled at her neck, eventually making my way back to her full, soft lips. There was a sudden jolt as the train came to a stop. I thought we'd rolled into the next station, but then the conductor came onto the PA system and announced that due to a police investigation the train is going to be delayed on the tracks. Normally this would serve to remind me of why I absolutely hate taking public transportation, but as she straddled my lap and said "I guess we have some time", I found myself a lot less upset.

I unzipped the front of her jacket and ran my hands up her tank top, moving up to her breasts and wrapping my fingers around them as they strained against the tight fabric. She placed her hands over mine as I gave her breasts a light squeeze; she then proceeded to remove her jacket and place her hands to the back of my neck, pulling my face to her chest and slowly grinding her hips into my crotch. I was already hard by that point, and the friction between her crotch and mine was incredible. I lowered the straps of her tank top down her shoulders, revealing her well filled bra. It was one I hadn't seen before, lacey, purple with a white trim and very low cut. I put my arms around her and squeezed her ass while putting my mouth to the top of her chest. I slowly slid the tip of my tongue between her breasts, licking across her cleavage as she ran her fingers through my hair. I eventually made my way over the top of her left breast, kissing across it as I took hold of the edge of the bra cup and lowered it just enough to expose her erect nipple. It was dark brown, the perfect size, and irresistible. I closed my lips around it, applying the slightest bit of pressure as I kissed and suckled at it, rubbing my tongue against it. She began to pant as I worked her nipple with my mouth, until eventually breaking away from her just long enough to reach between the cups of her bra and unclasp it. I removed her bra and stuffed it into my pant pocket, returning both hands to her chest, cupping her breasts and once again putting my mouth between her breasts, kissing across her chest. I caressed both her nipples with my thumbs while kissing from one breast to the other. I closed my mouth around her right nipple, sucking and licking at it, taking as much of her breast into my mouth as I could. I put one hand to her back, holding her close to me while I moved my other hand between her legs and stroked her through her sweats. The moisture had already penetrated through her panties and soaked into her sweats. She began to moan as I continued nibbling at her nipple and rubbing her pussy through her pants.

I don't know exactly how much time had passed by this point; the train had already started to move only to stop within a few feet several times, so I'd expected us to be there quite a bit longer. By that time, however, I was in no hurry.

She eventually climbed off my lap, knelt in front of me and undid my belt buckle and zipper. She then unbuttoned my boxers and reached inside them, wrapping her fingers around me. Her fingers were cold, but it felt wonderful as she gently took hold and slowly moved her fist up and down the length of my shaft, all the while staring into my eyes with a most seductive look. Her eyes stayed locked on mine as she lowered her mouth to the tip of my cock and ran the tip of her tongue across it. She proceeded to lick it like a lollipop, using the full length of her tongue on me. Eventually she closed her mouth around me and applied the slightest bit of suction as she let her lips glide around the head while she continued to stroke the length of my shaft. This continued for several more minutes as she worked me over with her wonderfully talented mouth. Soon thereafter she gave me a look so as to signal she wanted more. I nodded my approval, and she slid her mouth off my cock and turned so her ass was right at eye level. She knew I was an ass-man, and she was also well aware of how much I loved hers. She bent over slightly as she lowered her sweats to her ankles, revealing a purple, lace thong, one that matched her bra in color, feel and sex appeal. I stood up behind her and put my arm around her waist, holding her to me as my other hand squeezed her ass and slid down between her legs. I gently stroked her through her thong for a moment, feeling just how wet she was before proceeding to push her thong to the side, exposing her warm, moist pussy. She spread her legs to allow me easier access as I took hold of my cock and touched the tip between her legs. She let out a moan as I slowly pushed forward and in one slow, controlled motion slid the length of my cock deep into her. I kept one hand around her waist and the other around her chest, holding onto her right breast, squeezing it as I began moving in and out of her. I drew out until only the very tip was left in, then pushed back in, moving in until my hips touched her ass. She began pushing her ass back towards me, moving in sync with me; pushing back as I pushed forward. Our pace soon quickened as we gathered momentum. I thrust hard into her, holding onto her waist and her breast as she supported herself on a handrail.

We were giving it everything we had; I put the whole weight of my body into every thrust, sliding deep into her as she pushed against me with just as much force. Her moans grew louder as she clenched her ass and pressed her legs together. "Oh god I'm so close" was all she let out before I felt her hot juices flowing onto me. Her entire body tightened as she succumbed to her orgasm and collapsed back towards me, causing me to fall back onto the seat, still inside of her as she fell onto my lap. She was left panting as I savored the feeling of her hot cum trickling across my lap. We took a moment to regain our composure and get dressed before settling into each others arms to wait out the train delay. I don't remember exactly how long it was before the train got to moving again. And though the ride home took almost an hour longer than it normally would, we both came home smiling.

A Day At The Studio

A Day At The Studio
By: Redsugar (redsugar30478@yahoo.com)

The time has finally come. Jared, my talented and sexy boyfriend is finally getting what he's been asking for, studio time. Most young men around our age think they can rap, but Jared stands out above his friends hands down. Every time we go out to parties the guys get together to do their freestyle sessions, but Jared always steals the attention like everyone is there to see him. Luckily, at one of our numerous parties he finally met someone who offered him time in the studio. Everyone knew Jared had something special, that he was going to make it big, and had always been considered to be before his time. He had been in the studio before, but this time was his opportunity to get signed.

Jared and I have a strong friendship on top of our relationship. Knowing his dream is to make it big in music he has my full support. No matter what either one of us has a passion for we're there to push each other. Not to mention I find it undeniably sexy watching him perform. There is something about his skill with words and being able to control a crowd that can seduce me every time.

He's 5'7 about 170 lbs, stocky and cut with a caramel color to him. He had short cut hair, always keeping a clean line up, and a complete thug appeal that sets him off. We met in college our freshman year and knew each other as friends until the beginning of our junior year when we both became love struck for each other.

The day starts off with anticipation. Not only did this guy book Jared time to record his own material, a well known and prestigious record producer was going to be there to see for himself if the rumors were true. These two always work hand in hand so it was no problem getting his time.

I woke up early that morning, took a shower, and got dressed before I decided to wake my sleeping beauty. It was now 12:00pm and we had to be there at 2:00pm so I slowly leaned in and gave my man a kiss to let him know it was time to get up. I had gotten up early so we wouldn't have to be rushed and that way I could help Jared get his things ready while he took time to get focused. As I gave my man time to get his mind prepared, I ironed his clothes and made is breakfast, blueberry pancakes, grits, eggs, and bacon. I had to spoil him, it was his day to shine, plus I loved doing it.

After breakfast he headed to the bedroom to get out his pajamas while I put everything away. On my way back to the bedroom I stopped in the doorway and leaned against its frame watching my man dress. He has some kind of hypnotism on me because as he put each piece of clothing on all I could think about was how bad I wanted to undress him. Now fully dressed he finishes by spraying on his cologne. The intoxicating smell fills my nose only making me fall deeper into his spell. I walk over to him wrapping my arms around his neck, while I sucked on his tongue letting him know exactly what was on my mind. Time is getting short though and I can't be selfish now, this day belongs to him. I just smiled at him and asked, "You ready Baby?"

With excitement in his eyes he says, "Let's go!"

The car ride seems like forever and not being able to satisfy the tingle of my femininity between my thighs, but the whole way there we laugh and joke trying to ease the tension of future success and ecstasy.

We pull up to a small building hidden amongst others. We pull into a parking spot where the car comes to a stop. He turns it off, takes a deep breath and says, "I'm ready, let's do this." Just as ready and even more excited when we get out I grab him by the hand and lead him inside.

We walk into the lobby where there is a receptionist is sitting at a desk. She's an older woman, maybe early forties, but beautiful as ever. She smiles and asks, "Jared Brown?"

"Yes Ma'am." He replied.

"They're waiting for you in the back"

We walk through the door leading us to a room where we see some of his friends along with a couple others we don't know. Among them are the music engineers that make everything happen and as promised, the record producer.

He's a middle-aged man probably early 50's, about 6 feet, slim but built, handsome, clean cut, and dressed in an all black three piece suit.

Everyone introduces themselves, shakes hands, and then they are lead to a small bar where they share a couple drinks and discuss business propositions. Adjacent to the bar is another room where a few are playing pool and on a small table, a game of spades.

Now that everyone is ready and everything is in place, it's time to get own to business. To start things off Jared's friends do their solo sessions and while everyone is impressed it's time for Jared to throw his magic. I watch meticulously as he walks in the booth with such confidence and strength in his shoulders.

As usual once he gets started he automatically has everyone in his control. I stand off watching him shame his friends while the jealously in their eyes pour out wishing they had half the talent he did. Of course to me I find it sexy and as he continues I start to feel like a predator studying my prey. The way he gets lost in his music makes me lost in him. Every move he makes and ever word he says is making me antsy and feigning to go home so he can put that energy on me. After he went in there and perfected his tracks leaving no doubt in anyone's mind what was going to happen, I couldn't hold back my yearning for him any longer.

The day at the studio is not yet over, but everyone breaks to re-gather their thoughts. Since I can't wait until it's time to go home and everyone is lost in their own conversations I steal him away where we go into the pool room. I quietly shut, lock the door, and push him on top of the pool table where all our clothes immediately come off.

The satisfaction I desire is different than usual.

He climbs on top of me as I'm slightly sitting up already wet from the simple touch of his hands; he slips his fingers inside of me. At the same time he's kissing my breasts which are making me squirm. I start stroking his shaft assuring him of his pleasure. He sits up and I wrap my legs around his neck. I tell him to close his eyes, grab his dick, and slowly run it up and down my pussy lips that are soaking wet. With the size of him and the flow of my wetness, his shaft opens my lips getting them to make noises as to scream him name. I slide him in slowly being able to feel every inch of each other and instead of letting him back out right away I hold it in deeper as I tighten my walls sending chills throughout our bodies. Eventually I let him out once, back in, and out again, but this time he stops.

He runs his tongue down my leg and in between my thighs. He moves down to my pearl sliding his fingers back inside me. Feeling taken by him I arch my back as he slowly sucks on the top since he knows how I like it. Making me cum once he keeps going even though I beg him to stop, the way he performs is again getting me on cloud nine. About to make it happen again he comes up and begins to kiss my breasts sending me through shock. He's always known how to work my body.

Staying in that same position it's my turn to take care of him. I start kissing his neck and moaning in his ear licking all in between because the way I'm feeling is...well here let me tell you....I have him say over me and I start kissing all down his body. As I move down I slide underneath him disappearing between his thighs. When his dick hits my breasts its still wet from my juices nothing else is needed and I push my voluptuous breasts together where now his dick has no room to breathe. He pushes in and out; having him feeling good I let my breasts go. I continue to move down and this time put his dick in my mouth.

At first I let him control it. He carefully moves his hips to control his dick in my mouth and moves it slow but deep. As I let him have his way I can tell he wants to cum but I tell him with ease, "Baby wait a minute."

I move all the way through his legs and with him on all fours I'm behind him now. I press his head against the table and from behind I put his dick back in my mouth continuing to seduce him as I suck it, lick it, and stroke it from the back. He can't take it anymore and cums for me. Treasuring my Cane I catch all his juices consuming all he gives me and as he continues to release I keep pleasing while he tries to pull away but remains unsuccessful.

With both of us built up for round two we flip over to face each other. Knowing this one won't take long, we sit up and with my back to his chest he bounces me deep, hard, and fast while he plays with the top of my pearl. Bouncing me uncontrollably my arms go up around his neck while I try to hold back the screams wanting to escape my lips. As he uses on hand to play with my spot, he uses the other to keep me close and inseparable to him. With no guessing we explode together overwhelmed in our own ecstasy.

Meanwhile outside the room the guys drink and talk discussing new ideas and future plans. Everyone having a good idea of what was going on; no one thought to interrupt to play another game of pool. Jared and I lay there for a minute as I let him know how amazing he is and how I just couldn't help myself. With us easily seeing eye to eye, we quickly got p and got dressed trying to get ourselves back to our previous state as if nothing happened while we smile and laugh.

We step out of the room while a few pretend not to notice, go to the bar, and share a drink with everyone else. With no questions asked and not needing to hear anything else, the record producer announces that he will be signing Jared along with another friend of his. I immediately jump to my feet and throw my arms around him while he's shaking hands.

They spend about an hour discussing contracts and signing papers when Jared looks over at me with a look I've never seen. When everything was done, in front of everyone he goes to one knee, explains how he's never had anyone so true and strong by his side, pulls a ring from his pocket, and says, "Jamila, I want you to spend the rest of your life with me."

Before I can even fathom what's going on and all that had happened that day, from my heart I managed to get out, "Without a doubt from now until the day I die."

As we say our goodbyes, get in the car, and pull away from the greatest day of our lives, the drive home was full of a feeling of a whole new life together.

When my sexy neighbor came knocking...

When my sexy neighbor came knocking...
By: averysexymaninca

I opened the door to the cool rush of the early morning spring air. Standing in front of me was my neighbor wearing only a small silk robe. In one had she was holding the Saturday morning paper offering it up to me. She was missing her belt so she was attempting to hold her robe together with her other hand. She was not very skillful at this task and let her robe slip just enough for me to catch a peek of her b-sized breasts. I could not help but notice that her nipples were very erect as my cock was quickly becoming by the sight. I had often watched my neighbor wash her car and do other domestic chores around her house. She was a medium length brunette about 5'8" very long legs and a killer athletic body. One of the greatest things about living in that neighbor hood was watching her go for a jog in her little bike shorts and sport bra. I can't even count how many times I have pleasure myself thinking about her. When I opened the door she looked up at me and while offering a the newspaper showing her stuff she said "Here I thought you may want your paper" I took the paper in my hand and realized that I was standing there in only very loose fitting boxers and I could see that it was very evident that I was beginning to pitch a tent with my rising cock! "Thanks." I said catching her eyes wonder to my shorts. "It is a bit cold out here, can I came in?" She asked "Please do" I responded. She entered into the front room and I shut the door. Once in the house she let go of her robe and it opened revealing her hot sexy body. My eyes lingered on her firm b-sized breasts that had a very low cut tan line. My eyes then traveled down her rock hard and very defined stomach then on to her very small bikini tan line, finally traveling to her very small and smoothly waxed pussy. I also admired her long beautiful tan sexy legs. I think I must have started to drool at the sight. "I take it you like what you see!" She said with a sly smile. "Oh yes I do" "I liked what I saw last night, that was hot! I was up all night thinking about what you did with those girls in your Jacuzzi. I think I made myself cum six times!" She admitted. "I think they made me cum six times too!" I said "I am sure they did, Now I want you to make me cum six more times she demanded." I did not hesitate, I did not ask where her husband or her kids were, I did not care, I lost all sense of reason and control. My mind was racing with all the nasty thoughts that I had of her over the years and what I would do given the opportunity. My loosely fitting boxers dropped easily to the floor and I stepped out of them and approached her. I gently roved the robe off of her shoulders and let it slip to the floor while our naked bodies embraced for the first time. Her body was very firm and I pulled it close to me in a very tight and strong embrace. Our lips met and I began to gently kiss her while still holding a firm grip on her body. My now very hard cock met her very moist and warm pussy as our tongues found each other. We kissed deeper and longer for some time as our gentiles pushed harder and harder together until we were in a gently rhythm. She started to stroke my ass and groan when I took my left hand and started to play with her hair. I held her firm with my right hand and ran my fingers though her hair and listened to her breathing get deeper while feeling her breath get hotter as we continued to kiss. I let go of her and took her face and both of my hands and gave her a long deep kiss in which her body responded by pushing harder against mine. I then took one of my fingers and slide it into her mouth let it explore as she sucked. With the other hand I gently ran it down the front of her body feeling her hot firm sexy body. She gave out a slight moan when my had reached one of her lovely breasts. I then took the wet finger form her mouth and gently massaged her nipples for just a bit, teasing then moving my hand further down the length of her body. As I was doing this I began to kiss her neck working my way to her nipples give attention to each by kissing and licking one then the other. Her breathing became deeper as my hand continued down the length of her body to just above her pussy where I let it linger. I then moved my hand to her thighs, in the process I let my hand brush against it her swollen lips. She let out a moan. I teased her in this way as I worked my mouth down her stomach with dozens of little kisses and licks. I then got on my knees and began to lick the outside her smoothly waxed lips. Her smell was so sweet. I let her build with anticipation and until she could take no more teasing and she grabbed head and trust my face into her hot throbbing wetness. My tongue slide inside and she began to moan louder and thrust her hips into my face. I licked everything inside from her clit to her anus. She moaned and started to scream for me to fuck her. I knew that she wanted it hard so I picked her up and forcefully put her on the couch and spread her legs apart and continued the enjoyment of licking her. While licking I placed both hands on her breasts and gently played with her nipples. She responded with more moans of delight. I did this until she was close to cumming. "I am going to cum! Fuck me now like a dirty whore like the ones that you did last night!" as she pulled my hair forcing me up to face her. She did want it hard and I was going to give it to her. I got up pushed the coffee table out of the way, things went flying all over the place. I then picked her up and firmly put her on her back on the floor. I then sat up and placed my cock near her face. "First you are going to suck my cock!" I commanded as I began to straddle her. She took it in her wonderful mouth and began to suck it vigorously. I let her do this for a bit then I pulled it out of her mouth and brought to her pussy. She was so wet that my cock slide in with only a few pumps. "Fuck me! Hard!" She said "Oh I am just getting started!" I exclaimed. We began to thrust harder and harder, deeper and deeper. I could feel my cock hitting the back of her cervix. We were both getting louder and louder calling each other all kinds of dirty names and expletives. We both loved it and were in total ecstasy. Then I took my hands and put her arms above her head and held her wrist firmly to the floor as I got some good leverage and began to pound her as hard as I could. After a bit I forcefully turned her on her belly and began to do her doggy. I was able to get some good leverage and fuck her even harder. While doing this I slipped a finger in her ass with one hand and grabbed and pulled tightly on her hair with the other. "Harder! Harder!" she screamed. So I did. I could feel her pussy begin to swell up as she got closer to cumming. She started to tremble and groan. I pulled my dick out of her pussy and started to stimulate her clit with my finger. " I am going to cum in your ass" I said as I began to work my very wet hot cock into her tight anus. "Yes!" She said, "Do me in the ass, cum in it oh yes!" As I worked it into her she came all over my hand. She was a squirter! After a few pumps in her tight little ass I began to cum. It was hot! We were both exhausted and covered in sweet sexual sweat.

Sanctuary

Sanctuary
By: starrkers (starrkers@gmail.com)

There were days when life really sucked and this was fast turning into one of them.

It wasn't bad enough that she'd missed a turn somewhere and managed to get completely lost; oh no. While she was trying to figure out where the heck she was, she had the good luck to have a dog run onto the road and, in her efforts to avoid it, she managed to put the car in a ditch and bog it to the axles.

She looked up and down the road, trying to remember how far behind her the last house had been. A very long way. She couldn't see any sign of habitation ahead of her either. She sighed, might as well keep going east. There might be a house just around the next corner.

Half an hour later, she decided that life definitely sucked out loud. The weather had closed in. It was distinctly colder with a nasty biting wind and she'd left her nice warm leather jacket far behind in the car. Her feet were beginning to ache like a bastard. Sensible shoes or not, she wasn't used to hiking down roads.

At least it looked like there was a village ahead. She could see houses and what passed for a business district, with a couple of shopfronts and some tables and chairs set out on the footpath, and, oh joy of joys, a garage!

Right at that moment it began to rain. She was still some way from the nearest shop.

A small stone church stood on the left, set back from the road and with a small neat graveyard at the side. The door was open.

She ran up the path and into the church as the rain pelted down, big cold heavy drops. She was soaked to the skin despite being caught out only a minute. The carpet muzzled her footsteps as she stepped from the vestibule into the church proper and finally out of reach of the wind. Silence. That silence that you only find in empty churches. She sank onto the edge of a wooden pew in the back row. She was tired, she was cold, she was wet. Could this day get any worse?

"Seeking sanctuary from the storm?"

She jumped and whirled around to face the voice. Son-of-a-bitch! She'd nearly screamed. Thank goodness she hadn't blurted out her first thought! Standing before her was a tall priest. At least she assumed he was a tall priest - he had the dog collar, the black shirt and trousers...but the shirt was lacking sleeves, showing off a well muscled set of arms and a beautiful set of shoulders and chest to go with it. His piercing green eyes seemed to look right into her and his mouth was just begging to be kissed. Damn but he looked fine.

She blinked away the thought. He was a priest! What was the matter with her?

"Sorry I startled you," he smiled at her. She melted under the force of it. Oh, what a waste. "You looked cold. May I offer you this?" He held out a black jacket.

Ah, so that's why the sleeveless look. "It's not super warm, but it'll be better than that wet blouse - you could use the confessional as a change room if you want."

His eyes swept across her chest and something flickered across his face.

She looked down at herself and gasped. The wet blouse had become translucent and was plastered to her skin, showing the outline of her bra. Her cold nipples could clearly be seen through the fabric. She blushed and stammered out: "Yes, of course." Grabbing the jacket she stumbled in the direction of the confessional.

She could feel his eyes watching her and she just couldn't help but add a little more swing to her hips. It was wrong, but she wanted him to look at her. As she stepped into the confessional she glanced back at him and her breath caught in her throat.

He hadn't moved, was still standing by the last pew. But he was eating her with his eyes. His lips slightly parted and his face slack with desire. He saw her look and his jaw clenched. She licked her bottom lip at him and began unbuttoning her blouse as she disappeared behind the confessional curtain.

What the hell was she thinking? Was she really coming on to a priest? She turned away from the curtain, shaking her head and mentally continuing to berate herself as she stripped off the sodden garment. But god, he was so beautiful!

As she pulled the wet fabric from her arms - damn, it was hard to peel off wet clothes - her mind made a lazy inventory of the man outside and the look on his face as she slipped behind the curtain. She hadn't imagined it. He was definitely one of the finest specimens she'd run across, and he certainly appeared to think she was worth a second glance.

Trust her, the first decent looking bloke she's seen in weeks has to be completely off limits. If he was married she could've justified it, but not a priest. Even if he did look interested, that was just wrong.

Suddenly she wasn't alone. Hands cupped her breasts and a warm body pressed against her back. She could feel his breath on her neck as he leaned in to nibble her ear. She gasped and leaned back into him, shivering.

"I thought so. You need more than a coat to warm you up," he breathed, turning her to him and hungrily kissing her mouth, forcing his tongue between her lips, tasting her, probing her, while his hands held her close to him, exploring her back.

She was melting into his arms - he kissed as good as he looked - when alarm bells dragged her back. She forced herself to pull away from him, pushing at his shoulders.

"We can't do this! You're a priest!" She was shaking, but not from the cold. Her hands stayed on his shoulders. She didn't have enough will to totally break the contact and lose the delicious feel of him.

He blinked, momentarily confused. Then he smirked. "Let me worry about that." Reaching forward around her body he traced the lines of her bra to the fasteners and expertly undid them, pulling it away from her body and down her arms. With a shiver she let it fall. "You need a him far more than a prayer right now," he said, still smiling, as he unzipped her skirt and let it join the bra on the floor.

His hands traced her curves as he kissed her collarbones, his breath hot on her skin as he licked down to her nipples. She shuddered against him and was lost, "Oh. Yes. Please." His fingers played with the edge of her panties, then slid beneath the elastic and gently tugged them off her hips, to join the pile on the floor. He tickled her bellybutton then moved down to her thighs. His hands gently parted her knees and his fingers began moving in delicious circles, lapping at the edge of her.

She moaned, running her hands through his hair, thrusting her hips at his teasing fingers. Her knees threatened to buckle and she wedged her shoulders into the corner of the cubicle.

He was still fully clothed and she was stark naked and barely able to stand, waves of sensation rippling through her as his fingers continued to work their magic, sliding across her opening and back to circle her now throbbing clitoris.

She ran her hands down his back and grabbed his cheeks, pulling him close. She could feel his need hard against her belly as she humped his leg, pushing his fingers into her. He shuddered, his hips humping forward. "Oh, you're so wet, so ready."

With a desperate moan, she pushed him away, far enough to get her hands between them and onto his belt and fly. As his trousers fell, she cupped his manhood through his boxers, stroking and caressing him. He groaned, his hips making little movements as his whole body shuddered. She removed the last layer of fabric between them and he thrust towards her, sliding between her legs. She could feel the hard heat of him thrusting across her clitoris, seeking but missing his target.

He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around him, desperately thrusting her hips. "There's not enough room in here," he gasped and backed out of the confessional into the church proper. Before she could protest he carried her to the sanctuary, around the back of the altar and then leaned her over it.

He felt her stiffen. "It's just a piece of furniture," he breathed into her ear as he licked her lobe and around her neck, before engulfing her mouth with his. The kiss was hard, raw and needy and she felt his hands cup her arse, positioning her as he thrust into her.

She cried out, quivering at the sensation - he was hot, he was hard and he was huge. Instantly he was still, watching her, reading her face. She was stretched to capacity and maybe a little beyond. Her breath came in little gasps as he began making little thrusting movements in and out, a little deeper with each move until she had taken him all in.

She had never been so full. He was still carefully watching her face to gauge his movements. She looked into his eyes, leaned back further, hooked her legs around his back, smiled and started grinding her hips.

He groaned and his hips jumped, thrusting hard into her, again and again. He was slamming into her, squeezing her breasts, moaning into her mouth, holding her shoulders to ram harder into her. Each thrust sent a jet of sensation slamming up her spine to shatter inside her brain. She moaned and bucked and writhed, hugging him into her, digging her nails into his back, mashing her mouth against his.

He was nearly there, but he could feel something was stopping her going over the edge. He pulled back, withdrawing from her. "No," she moaned in frustration, humping forward trying to keep him inside her. He gently circled her clit with his middle finger then pushed it to the knuckle inside her. Her hips humped greedily as he once again pulled back, the overwhelming need and want etched on her face. He stood, his member erect and pulsing, his hips making little needy motions. He watched her face as he gently pressed his middle finger to her backside. She gasped in surprise but her body writhed onto it, her eyes locked with his, trusting him not to hurt her.

He forcefully entered her again, making her breath gasp and hitch. Watching her, he slowly pulled back, while at the same time pushing his finger deeper, then drove back into her. Oh god, that was unbelievable! Shockwaves bolted through her with each thrust as her hips helped drive him in deeper and deeper.

She could feel him losing any control and pumping deeper and harder as his climax came. Her tension rose higher and tighter as her vision blurred. All she knew was him and the incredible sensation of ... of ... of ... complete wipeout as her climax engulfed and overwhelmed her.

She came to her senses, lying on the altar, gasping, as he raised himself off and out of her. He was breathing hard. She looked at him, suddenly realising - he still had the sleeveless shirt and dog collar on - she had just had wild sex with a priest on the altar of a church!

He watched as a mixture of shock and shame flittered across her face. "I told you, you needed a him to warm you up," and playfully kissed her mouth.

She quickly climbed off the altar. He was a priest! And she was buck naked!

"It's OK, really," He smiled down at her. "But, yeah, we'd better get dressed. My brother could turn up any minute. I got bored waiting for him to pick me up after I checked out the old graveyard and decided to try out the fancy dress. I was just getting bored with that when it started raining and you showed up."

She stood, blinking at him, still stunned at their actions, but beginning to comprehend.

"I'm not a priest," he confirmed. "I'm staying at the motel down the road for a few days with my brother while we do a bit of research. How about you? Do you live around here?"

She stared at his grin. Then an echoing smile erupted on her face. "No. I'm just passing through but I had a bit of car trouble. Think they'd have another room at that motel?"

Maybe, just maybe, today didn't suck so hard after all.

Living With Master

Living With Master
By: Cum Girl (cumgirl664807035@talktalk.net)

Living With Master: Part 1

Hello, my name is Cum Girl. Earlier this year I embarked on a D/s relationship and two months ago I came to live with my Master. I am a collared submissive. My Master treats me with love and tenderness, He takes care of me and in return I show Him total obedience and devotion. Master has improved my life in every way imaginable and I am deliriously happy as Cum Girl.

What follows are snapshots of my life with my Master.

F Cup Cookies

Must buy F Cup Cookies! Must buy F Cup Cookies! I have read customer reviews of them on the web and know that they will not work but I so want larger breasts.

Last night Master alternated between fucking my breasts and my mouth. I sucked and dribbled over His cock till He was as soaking wet as my pussy, then He pulled me toward Him by my hair and nestled Himself between my small breasts. I could feel His hardness pressing into my sternum. He took a breast in each hand and pushed them together to form a cleavage then fucked it with steady even strokes whilst I watched His cock slide back and forth. It was a fabulous sight, His purple head thrusting towards my drooling mouth and then retreating; teasing me with the possibility that I might have my breasts and mouth fucked at the same time.

As I watched; saliva trickling down my chin, pressing my body into His, my empty sodden pussy orgasming with each thrust; I so wished that His hands could be elsewhere. I wished to have breasts large enough for Him to fuck without the necessity of Him pushing them together. Then His hands would be free; free to fuck my mouth, free to pull my hair, free to squeeze my neck, free to smack my arse, free to penetrate my anus, free to thrust deep into my shaking, vibrating, orgasming pussy, free to scratch and pinch and stroke whilst His hard cock pummels my wonderful breasts.

Afterwards I ask Master if He thought that my breasts had got smaller and after some consideration He said they were probably larger than when we first met. I asked whether I might have breast implants and was told "No" as He did not wish for me to have large breasts and that He loved them the size they were. I am happy that Master loves my breasts, but nevertheless "Must buy F Cup Cookies".

Walking Practice

I have been striding around again. Master admonished me and we had an evening of walking practice. I tried hard and could do it on a technical level; one foot in front of the other, short steps body and head upright; but I couldn't relax into it, was unable to relax my hips and wiggle my arse with the movement of my legs. I practised naked in a variety of heels and eventually Master deems my performance satisfactory.

I have been striding again. I was sent to fetch a length of rope. I stood before Master and He placed my feet at the distance that I am required to step. He then tied my ankles together. There was about 18" of rope between my ankles preventing me from moving them any further apart. It felt incredible to have my movement restricted in this way. I wished the rope could be there permanently and then I would walk perfectly for Master always. I spent the evening very aroused, very aware of the rope around my ankles and walking perfectly.

Master brought home a high waisted pencil skirt. It is about knee length and not normally something He would allow me to wear. I complained that I had nothing suitable to wear with it, so I ended up spending the evening in the skirt, hold-ups and heels with my breasts exposed. The skirt restricts my movement perfectly and I walked very well all evening. Master was also pleased with the way it hugged my arse and professed Himself delighted at the sight of it wiggling around the house.

Striding again! Master instructed me to change into my pencil skirt. I returned and adopted The Obedience Position, kissing Master's feet whilst He lectured me. As a consequence of my poor behaviour I was to spend the evening on my knees crawling before Him. Master loves to have me crawl and would probably have me move like this always if it was at all practical. Certainly my arse wiggled perfectly as I crawled and my breasts looked lovely hanging beneath me with their jewellery swinging. I used to have a phobia about crawling but now I love to crawl for Master and as I struggled around the house on my hands and knees for Him.

Schoolgirl Cum Girl

On Friday Master brought home two dresses which I was instructed to try on. Master decided that the shirt dress made my shoulders look too broad but that the pinafore dress was acceptable and that I would wear it when we went out the following night.

Saturday evening: Master started by fixing a temporary barcode tattoo to the inside of my thigh. The tattoo says 'Cum Girl' with a large barcode above. Master enjoys having a symbol of His ownership on Cum Girl's body when we go out and it makes Cum Girl feel very special to wear it. The pinafore dress came to mid-thigh and just covered the tattoo but with potential that it would be exposed when I sat. Master then produced some black and grey striped over knee socks which I was to wear instead of hold-ups. He also instructed me to wear my hair in bunches. I was to be Schoolgirl Cum Girl. I finished off the outfit with my red glitter 'Dorothy' heels and then admired myself.

I looked very, very sexy and very, very deviant. I was going to a comedy club where everyone would be dressed up in their Saturday night gladrags and I would be walking in on Master's arm attired as a schoolgirl. I was excited, nervous and completely soaked.

The evening was fab and the comedian excellent. I clung onto Master's arm all night and behaved at my absolute submissive, obedient best. I knew that I had been dressed this way to advertise who I am; what I am. I don't know if anyone who saw me understood but it made me very proud and very excited to be Master's Cum Girl.

On our journey home I settled back in my seat and dreamed about Master putting His naughty schoolgirl over His knee and spanking her until her arse was red raw, whilst she trembled beneath His hand, orgasm after orgasm, wracking her tiny schoolgirl frame. I am a very happy, very lucky Cum Girl.

Dribbling

The hold-ups that Master and Cum Girl ordered on line arrived so the evening was spent with me parading them for Him. I was instructed to remove my skirt and was left dressed in my black heart top. This was perfect as it half covered my arse and pubis and left my pussy and thighs exposed for His inspection. There were four new pairs for me to try and with each pair I walked up and down in front of Master several times until He indicated for me to come and stand before Him. Parading over I was sent to change back into Master's favourite pair and I returned to stand in The Inspection Position before Him.

Parading for Master is always very exciting and by now my pussy was soaking and as I stood with my thighs parted I am certain that He could see the glistening droplets of cum juice on my labia. Master took my top and tied it at the small of my back, pulling it up to leave me naked from my stomach to the tops of my thighs. He then returned to sitting in front of me. The thrill of being exposed was too much; my pussy tingled, throbbed, spasmed and then I came, hands clasped behind my head, legs trembling, chest heaving and Master sat and watched His Cum Girl.

As my orgasm subsided Master placed His hand on the flat of my lower stomach, just above my pubis. I felt the heat of His hand burning into my skin and at His touch I was lost. Orgasms flooded through me and my whole body quivered with the tension of maintaining my position. His hand moved, stroked its way across my pubis, down and up the tops of my thighs, along the gentle furrow between legs and labia and I shook, vibrated, quivered, panted and came at His touch.

I shook so much that He placed His hands on my stomach and at the small of my back; holding me steady bringing me back under control. Then, ever so gently, He stroked one finger between my engorged labia and ran it the length of my vagina, before sliding it across my pulsating clitoris. I came, knees bent, chest heaving, face red and arse clenching as waves and waves of pleasure engulfed me.

"You are dribbling Cum Girl. There is a bead of cum hanging from your pussy and it is almost down to your knees."

I came and came and came at the thought of this whilst Master sat and watched my juices dribble closer and closer to the floor. Eventually it broke free and fell. Master took His finger and ran it along the length of my vagina, again finishing at my clitoris, and as I came at His touch He moved His finger downwards leaving a new bead of cum hanging midway between my thighs. Master then sat and watched as my juices began their inexorable descent to the floor whilst I continued to shake, my pussy a bubbling cauldron of cum. Each time a bead fell Master started a new one with His finger and so the evening passed, Cum Girl dribbling and Master watching her.

Finally I could stand no longer and I pleaded for Master to release me. Permission was given. I fell to my knees and licked my cum from the floor as Master happily stroked my hair. Next time, He told me, I will dribble onto a spoon and He will feed my cum to me.

Weekend at the Lake

Weekend at the Lake [part 1 of 2]
By: Fanci_that (paragoddess3599@yahoo.com)

Weekend at the Lake

It had been many weeks, in fact almost months, since we had gone to the cabin. I have been itching to get away. With work schedules and social obligations we had been neglecting each other. Well at least I had felt neglected. You hadn't touched me in that special way for quite sometime. Regular sex was fine, but you just seemed to busy for anything else. Then you came home on Wednesday and announced that we will be going away for the weekend. I couldn't wait to pack. You handed me a list of things we would need and to have them ready by Thursday night so that we could head out first thing Friday morning. Nothing too unusual about the list. Food items, beer, fishing poles, but what caught my eye and peaked my interest was that our tote box was on the list. I knew by this that it would be a very good weekend at the lake. I also knew that I would not need to pack too much in the way of clothing, for me at least.

By 7 on Thursday all was packed and ready to go just waiting by the garage door to be put into the truck. The rest of the night I was on pins and needles waiting for Friday morning. We both went to bed early with a promise of something special. It was then that you told me that we would not be the only ones at the lake. You had invited Gregg and a few others. But they would remain a secret until you saw fit to let me know. While telling me who was to be there you were lightly playing with my nipples. Pinching and flicking them with you fingers. At the mention of Gregg's name I was soaked. Gregg is a God to me. At just over 6', he towered over my 5'3" frame. Dirty blonde haircut cropped close to his head. He just carried an air of confidence. Not a cocky bone in his body he knew exactly what he wanted and how to get it from you. You know how I get when you mention him so you decided that it was best I be restrained for the remainder of the night. I was on orders from our last play that I not come until told to do so and you knew that when my mind starts to work I couldn't be trusted. You took my wrists and bound them together then secured them to the headboard. I would still be able to roll over but not touch myself.

Knowing I hadn't gotten much sleep the night before you awoke and loaded the truck and then came to get me. Releasing me from my bonds you allowed me to get ready. When I returned for the bathroom you had my "clothes" set out for me. I use the term clothes loosely. On the bed were my benwah balls, a butt plug, bikini bottoms, bikini top and a pair of my shortest shorts. Oh how you know I hate the balls. Especially when we are going for long rides. But I comply; I really have no choice. If I don't the weekend could get quite cruel for me.

The ride to the lake was horrible. We had to stop at the market for the rest of the food. The stares from the men as I walked through the meat section. My dark nipples hard and straining through the thin material. I couldn't wait to get out of there.

Once at the lake you unloaded the truck while I set about cleaning up the place from the dust of an unused space. Made the beds in the 4 bedrooms and put away the food. You grabbed a beer and told me to meet you in the garage when I was finished. I finished up about 30 minutes later and made my way to the garage. When I walked in I found you at the very back. By the stairs leading to the loft. You order me to strip down to just the thong and get up the stairs. As I near the top I see you have everything already planned out for the rest of the afternoon. A heavy chain hangs from the exposed beams of the roof. A wooden saw horse stand underneath. The padded bench weight bench in the corner. The wall to my left was nothing but an assortment of whips, floggers, straps, cuffs and various restraints. An old upright chest of drawers was to my right. I can only imagine what was in there but I know I would find out. It was then that you told me this would be one of our new play spaces, we could still play in the cabin, but this way we would not have to haul all of our toys up everytime we came. And since you let your parents and vanilla friends have use of the cabin from time to time we could just keep the garage locked and no one would know what was up here. And with that I was ordered to my knees. You walked to the chest and took out a blindfold and ball gag. Once the gag was in place my world went dark. I know you walked to the items hanging on the wall just from the sounds of your feet. You returned and attached the leather cuffs to both ankles and feet and a thick collar to my neck, then returned to the front of me. The collar kept my head nice and high. You removed your pants and order me to suck your cock. Telling me that I would not cum until Sunday and that was only if I was a good little whore. You tell me that you will take that little brat out of me if it takes forever. He knew my little games that I play when I feel neglected. And he was not going to have anymore of it. When I attempted to use my hands to make you come you slap my face and reach my arms and attach my cuffs together behind my back telling me only good whores use there mouths. I suck you for what seems like forever I feel you swell and explode in my mouth. I try hard to swallow it all but some runs out and down onto my tits. You laugh and tell me that it will stay there. You have me get up and follow you to the weight bench. Unclipping my hands long enough to have me remove my thong and benwah balls. You take out a set of nipple clamps from your shirt pocket and attach them to my swollen nipples. And guide me to lie down on the bench. You bring my arms above my head and secure them to the legs of it. You then bring my legs up and attach my ankle cuffs to where you would normally place the weight bar. My ass and pussy exposed to whom ever was there to see. You reach between my spread legs and take hold of the chain between my nipples and attach a clip to the center of it. Only then did I realize what you were planning to do. The other end of the clip was attached to fishing line on a reel bolted to the wall behind my head. I could hear you turning the reel taking up the slack. Causing my nipples to follow the direction of the line. You leave just enough slack that any movement causes my nipples to pull harshly. You reach for the vibrator and turn it on I hear the buzzing before you insert it into me. Working it in slowly prolonging the torture. Bringing me to near climax before turning it off and letting it rest against my opening. Just then I hear a car in the drive then the horn. And know that one of your guests has arrived. Which one I won't know for a little while. Leaving me there to find your guest. Who will it be I could only lie there and hope......

Will be continued...

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