Sex Show Stories

‘She would never say where she came from Yesterday don’t matter if it’s gone While the sun is bright Or in the darkest night No one knows She comes and goes

Goodbye Ruby Tuesday Who could hang a name on you? When you change with every new day Still I’m gonna miss you.’

“Mroww?” my nosey Siamese cat said as I sang along with Mick.

“Hush up silly girl,” I said to Ling, “I’m not talking to you.”

Tail straight up in distain she leaped down from the stool next to the kitchen table where I was putting the finishing touches on a yeast-raised coffee cake. She ran into the living room.

“Everybody’s a damn critic!” I said as I slipped the cake into the oven.

Forty-five minutes later the enticing smell of warm cinnamon, plumped raisins and toasted walnuts wafted from my open windows as well as filling the hallways at 47 East 7th Street. I rummaged around in the fridge until I found the empty vacuum jar.

“Shit,” I said aloud to myself, “I’m out of coffee!”

Putting the cake on a rack to cool, I ran out to Schacht’s Deli to buy some beans and have them freshly ground. Just as I put the key in the front door I heard the seductive tones of a woman’s voice. I turned around.

“Hi Gordy, whatcha bakin’?” Kara’s tone was deliberately provocative.

She grabbed the bag out of my hands, stuck her nose in and took a deep breath.

“Mmmmm that smells fantastic! 100 Colombian, right?”

“Hi Kara,” I replied, and grabbed the bag back.

I was in no mood for her games.

“Yeah, Colombian, and the coffee cake just came out of the oven.”

“So, what’s a girl have to do to get a piece?” It was more of a leer than a smile.

Kara had the “hots” for me and, if I had a more suspicious nature, I’d swear she was stalking me. She’d developed the uncanny knack of appearing almost every time I entered or exited the premises.

“Come on upstairs, Kara,” I said throwing in the towel “I’m happy to share. I’ll even put up a fresh pot of java.”

She grabbed my arm and led me up to my own apartment.

Kara was an attractive red-head who lived on the first floor but she just wasn’t my type, what we refer to today as ample. My personal preference tended toward the more traditionally curvy, hour-glass types. Still, the way things were going lately I should have been more flattered when receiving a woman’s unsolicited attention.

As I prepared the coffee I became lost in thoughts of how quickly things can change . . .

Part 02: Sauce for the Gander

The summer had begun filled with incredible promise and things I could never have dreamed possible. Sheryl and Katarina had agreed to our ménage-a-trois arrangement and it was glorious - while it lasted. Kat had become disillusioned first and decided to return to her old boyfriend. Left alone together, Sheryl and I tried to act like a monogamous couple but neither of us was seriously committed. We were in an open relationship (I was already seeing Ronnie) and I wouldn’t have objected to Sherry’s extra-curricular activities if only she’d been honest about them! I mean, why’d she have to offer herself exclusively to my buddies? Convenient for her, certainly, but so terribly tacky!

In the days following Kat’s departure Sheryl became increasingly restive and argumentative. Rightly, wrongly or indifferently I decided enough was enough and I chose to confront whatever the problem was.

“OK Sher, I give up.” I demanded, “What the fuck’s wrong with you?” The best defense, I’ve always been told, is a good offence so I decided to be offensive and braced for her response.

She was balanced precariously, one foot on a stepstool and the other on the kitchen counter trying to hang one of her pen and ink drawings. She answered without turning.

“What makes you think that you’re the only one with needs around here?” Her tone was definitely combative.

“What needs of yours am I not fulfilling? I thought you loved what, when and how we do what we do?” I responded.

My offense melted into defensive silence. I held my tongue.

“Did you ever think - you ego-maniac - that what’s sauce for the gander might be sauce for the goose?” she spat out.

Sheryl’s response was, without question, a well considered challenge.

“Speak English Sher, OK? What in hell are you talking about?” I countered.

“Translation - oh dim-witted one - is: You like it with two women? Ever stop to consider that I might like it with two men?”

She turned her face toward me and, for the first time in days, smiled.

So - that was the problem. I’d indulged my fantasies and now it was to be her turn. I sat there pondering my choices then returned her smile.

“No problem, babe,” I said with as much conviction as I could muster, “Do you have someone in mind or would you like me to ask one of my buds?”

“Magnanimous offer - but I’ve already made the arrangements. We’re due at Miguel’s for dinner and debauchery Friday night.”

Her ear to ear grin said it all.

Miguel, I thought to myself, I never would have suspected Miguel. He always struck me as somewhat effeminate! I mean I liked the guy. He was one of my former classmates at NYU Grad School and we’d become good friends after I quit. Miguel had taken to showing up at my apartment at the strangest hours, usually to get high or listen to music. Had she already slept with him? Probably, but that was neither here nor there. At least I was invited.

Part 03: Ménage-a-Miguel

Friday night and Sherry was a bundle of nerves and a whirlwind of activity. She seemed more nervous than excited. We practically tumbled out the front door and hailed a cab on Second Avenue. The ride across town took only a few minutes. Miguel buzzed us in. He seemed almost as nervous as Sher did.

I lit a dube to break the tension while Sherry whipped out her kit and started to break up the coke rocks. After a few lines and a few hits Sher grabbed us both by our belts and alternately kissed our mouths. Sliding her hands down she caressed the ever increasing bulges in our bell-bottom jeans.

“Come on boys,” she said breathlessly, “let’s see what you got!”

We were all naked in an instant. Sherry drew us in toward her young and voluptuous body and we surrounded her!

“I’ve been dreaming about this,” she moaned as she pressed herself into Miguel’s body. From behind I reached between her legs and ran my fingers into her already sopping wet cunt. She spread her legs to give me better access. Sherry turned and thrust her tongue deep into my mouth while she straddled my rock hard member rubbing her steamy wet pussy over its entire length. Miguel kissed her neck and shoulders, ran his tongue down the length of her spine, spread her ass cheeks and began to rim her puckered rose bud. For a moment it felt as if he’d licked my cock as well but I dismissed the thought as - ridiculous.

Sherry took us both by the hand and marched us directly into Miguel’s bedroom. Not surprisingly she didn’t need to ask where it was. I had my answer.

We got into the bed with Sheryl in the middle. I noticed a bottle of baby oil on the nightstand and I began to apply it liberally all over her sweet succulent feminine form. She cooed with appreciation, took the bottle from me and greased both our swollen cocks. With a dick in each hand she pumped us enthusiastically while alternately burying her tongue in each of our waiting mouths. While she was busy kissing Miguel I slipped from her grasp and slid down her oil slick body. Spreading her delicious thighs, I ran my tongue up and down her sugary slit, pulled back the hood from her hidden jewel and sucked on her engorged clit. Sherry responded by flooding my mouth with her pussy juices and I lapped up every drop.

She moved her face down from Miguel’s, licking and sucking her way down to his swollen member. She took the head of his cock into her hungry mouth then immediately began to deep throat his entire length. Miguel’s eyes closed and a deep moan escaped from his open lips. He reached over and pulled on her sensitive nipples causing another flood of her molten honey to pour onto my tongue and down my throat. Slowly he shifted his position on the bed as she continued to suck and lick the entire length of his shaft. I plunged my tongue deep into her love tunnel and felt her respond happily to my ministrations.

Suddenly I felt a calloused hand on my engorged prick. I picked my head up from between Sherry’s legs and saw Miguel pulling me towards his open mouth! I shot up and pulled my hips away.

“Miguel!” I shouted. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

Miguel looked at me like a child who’d been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He moved his mouth as if to speak but no sounds came out.

I turned to a startled Sheryl,

“Babe, you’ve got to excuse us for just a minute. Please, just stay where you are.”

I pointed to my “bud” and spat out,

“You - kitchen now!”

Silently, eyes averted, he obeyed.

I could barely contain my rage. I felt violated betrayed. Miguel had crossed a line and he knew it. We stepped into the kitchen and I closed the door.

“What the fuck was that all about you you - asshole?”

The words came out in a staccato whisper. My hands clenched and unclenched in anger - my fingers itching to get around his neck!

Miguel hung his head and mumbled,

“Jeez Gordy,” he mumbled. “Why ju so andgry mayn? I din do nussing. Nussing happen! Dohn be andgry. Por favor?”

Suddenly everything became crystal clear. Miguel was bi-sexual. He wasn’t interested in Sherry. He was using her to get to me!

I shook my head.

“Miguel,” I began, “We’re here to fulfill Sherry’s fantasy not yours! Look, you can be my friend, you can be my buddy, you can come to my place and smoke my dope but that’s as far as it goes. I don’t know if I’m reading you right but I’m not gay, I’m not bi- and I’m not curious. You had no right to try to do what you did without discussing it with me first! Understand?” I could see the tears welling up in his eyes.

He nodded in agreement,

“I’m sorry mayn.” he said softly. “I din mean no harm. I saught everythin’ was okay to do! Ju forgeev me?”

Saying nothing I turned and went back to the bedroom. Sherry was sitting there smoking a joint.

“You two finished?” She could barely contain her anger at being left alone.

“Yeah, we’re done. We just had to come to an understanding - that’s all. We’re here for you! Isn’t that right Miguel?” I said and looked in his direction.

“Si,” he mumbled and crawled up next to Sheryl.

She passed me the joint. I took an extra long hit. Sherry got on her knees leaned over and put her head in between Miguel’s outstretched legs. I positioned myself between her legs and plunged my cock into her doggy-style. I pounded myself into her well oiled hole - taking out my frustrations with my stiff manhood.

After just a few minutes she pulled away from me, lifted herself up and stared at down at Miguel.

Then she turned to me angrily and said,

“What the fuck did you do to him in the kitchen?”

“Nothing - I talked to him - that’s all - I swear!” I replied.

Then I looked at Miguel. He’d lost his erection and couldn’t get it up. No matter how she licked, or sucked or stroked his dick he was beyond getting hard again. At least not for her! If it weren’t so pathetic I would have burst out laughing.

That’s when Sheryl saw the look on my face.

“Get your clothes on.” she snarled at me, “We’re leaving - right now! I won’t forget this Gordon!” As we exited she said without looking, “Goodnight Miguel. Thanks for - nothing!”

We walked home in silence. When we reached our building she turned and said,

“Go up to your own place Gordon. I’m done with you for the night. I blame this entire fiasco on your macho bullshit. We’ll talk tomorrow.”

I started to protest but she slammed her door in my face.

I would soon learn that my refusal to do whatever it took to satisfy Sheryl’s carnal desires would prove to be our undoing.

Part 04: Payback’s a Feminist Bitch!

The only thing that Sherry and I were really committed to was staying fit. Running was part of our regimen. One morning after a particularly strenuous workout we returned to the apartment to find Bobby and Alicia waiting on our front steps. Several years later I would be told that their visit wasn’t accidental. It had been planned as a feminist-inspired intervention.

Surprised by their presence I greeted them warmly (totally oblivious to the conspiratorial glances they shared with Sheryl). We all went into Sherry’s first floor apartment. I was in the process of describing our routine to Bobby when I chose my words incautiously and fell into the women’s trap,

“When we’re out training buddy I’m totally in charge. As far as Sher’s concerned my word is law. I tailor the workout and I call all the shots. I run her, then I walk her and then I run her again. You should see her, Bobby, the girl’s a thoroughbred!”

It was intended as a compliment!

“You filthy - God-damned male chauvinist pig!” Alicia screamed at the top of her lungs!

Shocked I whirled around to face her. She continued

“How dare you speak about a woman like she was an animal - and your property?”

Her face beet red! Completely taken by surprise I was unable to say anything in my own defense.

Bobby tried to calm her down but Sheryl picked up where Alicia left off.

“Fuck you - asshole!” she screeched. Her color was identical to Alicia’s. She plowed ahead,

“You’ve got some fucking nerve, Gordon! You’re worse than my ex-husband! Get the fuck out of my apartment! Get out! Get out now you piece of shit!”

Apparently this was the opening Sheryl had been waiting for and I’d stepped right into it. She wanted out of the relationship and I had been totally oblivious.

I went upstairs in stunned silence.

About half an hour later there was a knock on my door. It was Bobby and Alicia. Alicia spoke first in very calm and measured tones,

“Look Gordon, I’ve kept my mouth shut for as long as I could but your attitude toward woman stinks. Sherry’s been coming over to our apartment regularly complaining about you. Now I understand why Cassie left you and I support Sher in this not you. You have some very serious rethinking to do about your relationships with women and I suggest you start right now. Don’t bother going downstairs to Sherry’s to apologize. You’re not welcome there anymore. In fact, I’d appreciate it if you stayed away from me and Bobby for awhile. I think it’s better for all of us.”

She turned to Bobby “Come on babe, let’s go.”

Bobby, my old friend, faced me and said, “I’m sorry Gordy. That’s the way it’s got to be for right now. You were seriously wrong down there.”

Maybe Alicia wouldn’t have defended Sheryl so fervently or quickly if she’d known that she was fucking Bobby behind her back.

They turned and left without another word. I had been set up! It was devastating. In a heartbeat I’d lost my lover and my two best friends.

My intentions had always been good but there’s an old saying, “The road to hell is paved with good intentions.”

But there’s another old saying, “When one door closes another door opens.” It’s difficult to see the bigger picture when you’ve been dealt such a crushing blow but, as I was soon to learn, the pendulum swings both ways . . .

Part 05: Hello and goodbye.

“Hey Gordy,” Kara said, breaking my reverie, “What’s in the jar on the coffee table?”

“Weed,” I said over my shoulder as I poured the boiling water over the grounds in the Chemex pot. “It’s really potent - can you roll or do you need me?”

“No babe I can handle it!” I could feel her smile all the way from the living room.

Warm coffee cake resplendent with my cinnamon/walnut/raisin filling, strong hot coffee in earthenware mugs and killer weed was everything I needed to get me in the mood.

When Kara stripped and climbed into my bed I voiced no objection. I washed the cinnamon sugar from my lips with pussy juice. But the truth was that when I’d opened Kara’s “box” it turned out to be Pandora’s.

After that Saturday morning “delight” Kara wouldn’t leave me alone. As soon as I’d get home from work she’d be knocking on my door or my phone would start to ring. It was always her. Kara refused to take multiple hints to slow down and back off so I knew that we wouldn’t have much of a future. I changed my schedule and consciously avoided her.

I was already looking forward to my next sexual adventure.

The Temple Street Baptist Church was a small Church in Mastersonville. Josh Henderson had been attending the Church for several years and knew almost everyone there. He had recently suffered a very difficult divorce after his wife left him for someone she met in the Internet. Now he was alone and while he gave a good appearance he was rather resentful toward the world and had become a cynic.

“Hi, Sally, Josh said as he walked into the Church.

“Hi, Josh, Sally responded. Sally had been going to Temple Street Baptist just about all of her 38 years of life. Sally, her husband, Jack and Josh and his wife had been good friends. They were all shocked at what she had done.

“What’s going on? Josh quizzed.

“Not much, I am looking for someone to go to a meeting with me. It is related to the board we are on and I hope you can go, Sally explained.

“When is it?”

“It is two weeks from Monday and last two days. I know it is short noticed but can you go? Sally almost begged.

“Why can’t Jack go?”

“Oh he is got to work, she explained.

“I think I would be able to take off those days, Josh said.

“I sure would appreciate it, Sally said.

Josh picked Sally up at 6:00 am so they could make the 3 hour trip to Convention and attend the conference. Sally was prompt and they left on time.

During the drive Sally and Josh talked about a lot of things. They were enjoying each others company and having a good time. The conversation eventually moved to Josh’s past marital problems with his ex-wife Jan.

“You Jan had some really strange ideas but we did have a lot of fun, Josh said.

“I always liked Jan. I could not believe all the stuff that happened.”

“Yeah, I should have known something would happen. I shouldn’t tell you but she had a few quirks but I have to admit some of them were really fun, Josh explained.

“What do you mean? Sally was now curious.

“Well, I don’t know exactly how to say this. She had a few different kinds of ideas about what was fun in the, you know, bedroom should I say, Josh said.

“Oh, I see, Sally said feeling embarrassed over the direction that the conversation had gone. However, she was still curious.

“I don’t want offend you, Josh said noticing Sally was uncomfortable.

“Oh you’re not offending me. If you need to talk about it I understand, Sally said trying not to sound uncomfortable.

“Well I missed a lot of things about Jan but I have to admit I miss the fun we had in the bedroom. She was quite a character and enjoyed, let’s just say she enjoyed a little spanking every now and then, Josh said wondering what kind of reaction Sally would have. Josh had noticed that while Sally was little overweight she was pretty. She also had a nice ass and Josh had always been an ass man.

“Oh wow, she enjoyed that, Sally said almost without thinking.

“Yeah, it really turned her on. I never really hurt her but I would spank her pretty good sometimes. It seemed she could not get enough of that sort of thing.”

“Really, Sally could not believe this conversation. She also could not believe the faint stirring this conversation was causing deep within her. Josh was an attractive man and Sally could not help but wonder how a spanking from him might feel.

“I know I shouldn’t tell you this, but I loved it. The feel of power it gave me was a real turn on for me. Josh could believe he was having this conversation with Sally, a good conservative Baptist who was not his wife.

“Jack and I have never done anything like that. Our bedroom life is pretty tame compared to what you are saying. Lately, Jack has not been very interested in sex. His business is rather stressful and I guess that takes it out of him.”

“Yeah, I bet there is a lot of stress in his work. Jan and I always had a pretty good sex life but I guess there was something major missing or else she would still be here. I do miss those spanking though. Josh could not help but noticed the blush in Sally’s cheeks. He did not know if she was embarrassed or maybe a little turned on. He hoped it the later.

“I have felt a little ignored lately but I know the way Jack is, Sally said.

“Well if you need a good spanking let me know, Josh laughed but he was also a bit serious.

Sally blushed, Oh I will. She laughed a nervous laugh.

“I hope I am not upsetting you. I don’t want to offend you or anything, Josh quickly added.

“Oh no you are not offending me. I just can’t believe the conversation we are having. All about spanking and bedroom and stuff.

“Yeah you can really off to weird conversations. I hope you don’t think I’m a pervert or anything. It’s just that I like experimenting around a little, just having a bit of fun, Josh explained.

“Oh, I think I understand. I would like to experiment a little but Jack is so straight he thinks there is only one way to do, Sally sighed.

“Jan and I found lots of ways to do it and lots of different places to do it.

“Oh really, I wish Jack was like that. If he even knew you and I were having such a conversation he would be very upset.”

“Well don’t worry I would never tell him that I had asked his wife if she needed a spanking, Josh said and laughed. It seemed Sally was not taking any offense to this kind of talk. Josh was pleased.

“I could imagine how he would react to such a thing. Imagine, you giving me a spanking on the butt, Sally replied and had a deep blush in her cheeks as she said it.

“Don’t worry what you and I talk about is between us. It will go no further. If you need a spanking that is between us, just call me the spanker.”

Sally laughed at this but they were now arriving at their motel.

They arranged to have room fairly close together. Sally parked the car and Josh opened the trunk. As Sally bent over the get her suitcase Josh could not help but take a good look at her ass. It seems she took a little longer than usual to get the suitcase as she bent over almost into the trunk. Her ass was displayed for Josh to see. Josh also noticed Sally was again blushing some as she rose back up.

“You’d better watch it. I might decide to give you a little spanking, Josh said as he grabbed his suitcase. Sally knew he knew her little display was for him.

Josh helped Sally get her suitcase in her room then went to his room. After freshing up a bit and relaxing they were to go to their first meeting. Josh was in for a long day and figured much of the afternoon would be rather boring lectures. However, he wondered if maybe that evening might present some interesting activities.

As the day progressed Jack and Sally attended their meetings and some were better than others. They did not have much time to talk but sat together at the evening meal. It had been a long day and they were both ready to return to the motel to relax.

“Well, those lectures were okay I guess. I would think some of those organizing principals could help in making a better Church outreach program, Josh said as they driving back to the motel.

“Yes, I think they could be help and Dr. Lenore was a good speaker, Sally replied.

“Yes, he was excellent. What did you think about his remark relating to the discipline of children and whether or not spanking was a good thing to do, Josh said using Dr. Lenore’s remark to get them back to the subject of spanking.

“Oh, I don’t know if I agree with his ideas. I think spanking is something that can be helpful at times, Sally replied knowing Josh had specifically brought up this subject again. Sometimes I think about the time my father spanked me and I think it did me some good.”

“Oh I bet you were a naughty little girl at times, Josh said.

“Yes, I often got into trouble doing naughty things. I can be a naughty little girl.”

“Are you being a naughty little girl right now Sally? Josh asked.

“What do you mean? Sally almost whispered.

“If you are being really naughty then you might need a spanking and I am just the guy who can do it, Josh said hoping he was not going to far.

“Oh my, I don’t know. Sally could not believe the things she was feeling. This conversation was getting to her. She could feel her nipples pushing against her bra. She was alarmed that she could also feel wetness between her legs. Sally had not felt this way in years. It had been a long time since she had been able to totally let go but she was afraid of what might happen.

“Ok, again I don’t mean to upset you Sally. I hope you did get angry at me.”

“No, I am not angry. It is just so naughty the things that we are talking about. I have not thought about such things in a long time. It seems wrong to think about these things, Sally said expressing her mixed emotions about what was happening between her and Josh.

“That is what I mean Sally. You are talking about nasty things and that is naughty. You would have to agree with me on that, Josh said now really getting into his mind game.

“Yes, I am talking about nasty kinds of things. I would never talk to Jack about such things.”

“Why you are being a dirty little girl Sally, Josh knew he was pushing some right buttons.

“Oh, I guess I am a dirty little girl. I feel kind of slutty talking to you about this.”

“Yes and I think when we get back to the motel you need a bit of punishment and I think a good spanking on your butt will be just the right thing, Josh pushed his agenda forward.

“Oh, I don’t know that would really be nasty but maybe I think I need a good spanking to get me back on track.”

“Ok, it is settled. When we get to your room we will take care of it and take care of it good, Josh said as they pulled into the parking lot of the motel.

“Ok, Sally replied in a small voice.

“Get out of the car and come with me, Josh said as he got out of the car.

They walked up the stairs to Sally’s room.

“Open the door you nasty little girl, Josh said. Sally opened the door.

“I have to use the bathroom first, Sally said.

“Okay, don’t put back on your pants. You won’t need them, Josh commanded.

Sally shuttered a bit and went into the bathroom. When she came out she had taken off her pants and walked toward Josh in her blouse that hung down. Josh could see some of her pink panties.

“Come over to the bed and lay down on your stomach. Josh was getting into this.

Sally slowly lay on the bed so that her butt was exposed to Josh.

Josh walked over to the bed. Now it is time for your punishment. Tell me what you did to deserve this.”

“I talked about some nasty things with you.”

“And?”

“I liked talking about those things. It made me feel good.”

“How did it make you feel? Josh asked.

“It made my body feel tingly and turned on, Sally said in almost a whimper.

“How did you know you were turned on? How did your body respond?”

“My breasts began to feel good.”

“How did your titties feel? Josh said changing Sally’s words to fit what he wanted her to say.

“My titties got warm and my nipples got hard, Sally said following Josh’s lead.

Josh reached up and whap. He slapped her on her butt cheek.

“Ahhhhhh! Sally squealed not ready for his smack.

“What else did your body feel? Josh continued.

“My vagina began to moisten.”

“Tell me about your pussy, Josh said changing the words again.

“My pussy got hot and wet.”

“Is it wet now?”

“Yes, it is very wet.”

Whap! Whap! Josh gave her two good blows that were enough to begin to bring out a rose color in her butt cheeks.

“Ahhhhh, Sally responded.

“Are you a little slut girl Sally? Josh asked.

“Yes, she replied.

“Yes, what, Josh corrected.

“I am a dirty, nasty slut girl and I need spanking, Sally said. Sally had never really felt this way. She was beginning to simply loose control of herself. The passion in her pussy was beyond any bounds that she had ever known. She had never in her life been this turned on. She did not care what happened as long as she could feel the way she was feeling.

Josh knew he was now in total control, at least for this evening but he guess he might be getting even more control in the future.

Josh now went to work on her butt. He did not want to bruise her but wanted to give her enough pain to take control. After 5 minutes or so of steady slaps Sally buttocks were now ripe for the picking. They both had a very deep rosy glow to them. Sally made a little squeal each time she hit her ass.

“Okay Sally now stand up for me, you little slut, Josh ordered.

Sally slow stood up and her hands automatically moved to rub her buttocks.

“Don’t touch your ass, Josh commanded.

Sally now stood in front of Josh with her eyes looking down at the floor.

“Take off your blouse.”

The only man that had seen Sally in her bra and panties for many years was her husband Jack. Now she was submitting to Josh and doing so in a totally humiliating manner. Sally could not believe what she was doing but could believe the sensations that this behavior was producing deep within her.

Sally removed her blouse and stood before Josh in her bra and panties.

“You could loose a little weight Sally, Josh chuckled. But not bad, not bad at all.”

“Take off your bra.”

Sally could not believe her actions as she reached behind her and undid the clasps allowing her bra to fall to the floor. She now stood before Josh with her breasts for all to see.

“Tell me you want me to see your titties.”

“Please look at my titties, Sally pleaded. In some respects she was now so full of a forbidden passion she was not fully in her right mind.

“Do you like me seeing your titties?”

“Oh yes I love you seeing my titties. I’m just a filthy whore who wants to do whatever you say. Sally could not believe these words were flowing like wine from her lips.

“My yes, you are a filthy whore but I like you anyway. Now take off those panties and let me see that pussy and tell me how much you like me seeing you.”

Sally removed her panties and said, Oh Josh I love you seeing my naked wet pussy. It is so hot inside. I love the way it feels to stand here and let you look at my pussy and titties.”

“You know your pussy has too much hair around it. You need to shave it, Josh said.

“I’m sorry Josh, she answered.

Josh reached over and grabbed a couple of Sally public hairs and gave a yank.

“Ahhhhhh my God, that hurt, Sally screamed but did not move.

“See what happens when you have all that hair on your dirty little pussy, Josh explained in a calm tone. Turn around.”

As Sally turned around Josh could see her still rosy cheeks. He also noticed some hair in her ass crack just below her butt hole. He reached in and again yanked the hair out.

“Ohhhhhhhh, Sally screamed having been caught off guard.

“Too bad more hair, Josh said. Bend over.”

Sally bent over given Josh an unobstructed view of her pussy and her asshole. Josh began to press against the bud of Sally’s asshole.

“What are you doing? Sally whimpered.

“You do not speak unless I tell you to, Josh quickly countered. With that he slipped his finger down in to her cunt lips.

“Damn you are wet girl. You are leaking cum juice. With his finger moist from Sally’s lubrication he quickly punched his finger up into Sally’s asshole.

“Ohhh my God, Sally moaned as she felt her most private orifices penetrated by Josh’s finger. Sally had never had anyone do this to her but she could not help it. She did not only like it. She loved it.

Josh could not believe this situation. Here he was with Sally naked before him bent over so her ass was in the air and he, standing there with his finger in her asshole. Sally, the good deacon’s wife, the president of her Sunday school class was a slutty whore.

“You like my finger up your ass, Sally?”

“Oh it feels so good, I can’t help it, Sally said almost in tears.

Josh removed his finger and began rubbing Sally’s pussy. It was obvious she liked the sensation.

“Mmmmmmmmmmm, Sally moaned.

Whack! Josh slapped her pussy lips.

“Owwwwwwh, Sally whimpered.

Whack! Josh began to pat her pussy lips and her clit with short small slaps.

“Owwwh, Mmmmmm, Ohhhhhh, Sally did not seem to know what to feel when suddenly she began. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Godddddddddddddddddddd, it feels so good. With that Sally collapsed falling across the bed. She seems to be only partial conscious. Her orgasm had almost been too much for her.

Sally was now lying with half of her on the bed and half over the side of the bed. This position left her ass and pussy as very available for anything. Josh decided now was a good time. Josh pulled out his dick and began to rub it all over Sally’s wet pussy. He pushed it in and began to fuck her pussy.

“Mmmmm, Your pussy feel excellent but I want something a little tighter, Josh said.

Josh pulled his dick out of her pussy. It was now wet with her cunt juices but it still took some effort to force it into Sally asshole. She was tight and he began to fuck her. It did not take long before Josh emptied his full load deep into Sally bowels.

“Wow, that was some ass fuck Sally, Josh said as he put his dick back in his pants.

Sally did not answer. This night had been too much for her. She was in a deep sleep.

Josh pulled her up in bed and put a blanket over her.

“I wonder how you will feel and react to me in the morning. Well, I guess we will see since we do have an early day, Josh said to an unconscious Sally as he left to return to his room. Josh would have an excellent night’s sleep.

Danny had to go out for a few things one evening. His girlfriend Charmaine asked him to stop at her work to get something. So he went about his business, and arrived at her work at around 8:30 or so, they closed at 9. She worked at a retail store, and Carrie was working at the time.

Carrie was a pretty little 20 year old, about 5′2, 100 pounds soaking wet. She had shoulder length reddish brown hair tied in a tight bun, and green eyes. She had smallish tits, which was to be expected from a girl her size, and a small ass, which Danny didn’t like too much. She had a great set of legs, though, which Danny DID like. She was very friendly, and somewhat flirtatious, even though she had a boyfriend.

He went back to the office with her to get what Charmaine needed. They made smalltalk while Carrie looked around the office for the forms he was looking for. He watched her bend over and look through the drawer of a desk, a little turned on by her skinny ass. She was wearing dark jeans and a very tight, clinging long sleeve shirt with a low neck, showing off what little breasts she had. Now he was really starting to think unsafe thoughts.

He casually sidled closer to her as she went through a filing cabinet, smelling her perfume as he stood by her side. Carrie was oblivious to what she was doing to him. She was a horny girl, but had never really thought of cheating on her boyfriend. He was able to pretty much take care of her needs. She was attracted to Danny, but sex was not really on her mind. She sighed, frustrated that she was having so much trouble finding the forms.

“Oh, I know.” she said, and slid a chair over to the filing cabinet. She stepped up on it. It was kind of rickety and when it rocked Danny was quick to put his hand on her back to steady her.

“Thanks!” she said, smiling. His heart was pounding, and he was fully aware of the heat that her body emenated through the thin material of her shirt. He kept his hand there, noticing some movement in his jeans.

“Here we are!” Carrie said happily, and turned in the chair holding a thick stack of forms. He was forced to take his hand off her back and take the forms from her, putting them on the desk behind him. He turned back, eager to help her down. Carrie placed a small hand on his shoulder and stepped off the unstable chair, falling forward slightly when she landed. He had his arm around her slim waste immediately, steadying her, and holding her close at the same time.

“Are you allright?” he asked, his face a look of concern as he kept it close to hers. She looked in his eyes, blushing.

“Yes” she said, smiling nervously. Now the first semblence of arousal crept into her. Her young pussy tingled slightly, it couldn’t be helped. He looked back at her pretty green eyes and kissed her on the mouth. She was shocked, and her cunt moistened a little.

She did not react positively nor negatively to him, and so Danny kissed her lips again, this time lingering for a brief instant, pulling her upper lip outward a bit. She did not know how to react. She has been going out with her boyfriend since she was 17, and only had a few partners before that. Yet her heart was pounding, her face was flushed, and the sensation in her crotch was uncontrollable! When he kissed her a third time, she found herself kissing back, opening her mouth. She felt him sneak his tongue into her mouth and she sent her tongue into his, standing straight up before him and wrapping her arms around his neck. Their lips smacked loudly as they made out, tongues exploring each others mouths. He wrapped his arms around her thin waste and his hands slid down to her ass, locking on each ass cheek over her jeans. He caressed Carrie’s ass as he pulled her against him. She was fully conscious of a bulge in Danny’s jeans pressing against her stomach, and her panties got even wetter. She was breathing heavily into his mouth, overwelmed by both the surprise situation, and the urge that she felt in her horny pussy. After making out with her for a few moments, he got the courage to move his one hand around to the front of her body. Still kissing her, he rubbed her crotch over her jeans.

“Mmmmmmph” she moaned into his mouth, sexual desire taking over her entire body now. She broke the kiss, breathing noticably heavy.

“We have to stop,” she said, “there’s two guys working out on the floor that could come back and catch us.” He noticed that she didn’t use boyfriend or girlfriend as an excuse, and took that as a good sign.

“Let them go home at 9,” he suggested, ” and let me in the back door when they go!”

Carrie struggled with the decision. “Ohhhhh - we shouldn’t.” she said finally, squirming with arousal where she stood.

“Weren’t you enjoying yourself?” he asked, not wanting to give up.

“Yes!” she breathed, still thinking about it. They stood in silence for a moment as she battled within herself. In the end, horniness won out. “Ok.” she said, cunt tingling violently as the word came out of her mouth.

He broke into a smile and leaned forward to kiss her again. He sent his tongue into her mouth briefly, touching her tongue as he did. He broke the kiss and walked out the door, trying to get his cock less hard so it wouldn’t be on display in his jeans as he walked through the door.

He got into his car and drove around to the back, looking at the clock. 8:50. Ten hellish minutes. He had to fight off pulling out his dick right there and jerk off! He had never had such a huge desire for Carrie before. It was funny how situations and circumstances change things. Now it seemed that there was no one he wanted more!

Carrie was the same way. She could not lose the immense feeling in her crotch. Her voice was shaking at 9 o’clock when she told the guys they could leave 30 minutes early. Neither of the guys noticed her hand shaking when she locked the window door behind them. She found herself running to the back room, and had to force herself to stop, collect herself, and walk.

She opened the door and Danny stepped inside, his arms pulling her small frame close to him and his searching lips finding hers. Their lips smacked repeatedly as they kissed over and over. Her tongue darted eagerly into his mouth as they kissed passionately. He kicked the door closed, and she broke the kiss briefly to turn the lock, than they were right back at it. He backed her up to the desk in the receiving area, and she sat back onto it. His hand slid around to the front of her body over her shirt, stopping at her soft breast. He squeezed it softly, feeling her nipple harden through the thin materials. She sighed into his mouth, her vagina on fire. Their kisses echoed throughout the room as his hand slid down her body between her legs.

“Mmmmph” she moaned into his mouth as she felt him rub between her thighs. Her tongue went far into his mouth as he mercilessly rubbed her slit over her jeans, sending tingles of pleasure up her spine throughout her body. She felt him undo her button and made no move to stop him as he pulled down her zipper. Without breaking the kiss, Danny slipped his hand down into her cotton panties, his fingers trailing over the curls of her pubic hair. He found the hot wetness of her slit, and Carrie moaned when she felt him touch her. He ran a finger down her soaking wet slit, and then slowly back up again.

“Ohhhhh.” she moaned, breaking the kiss briefly before her lips again found his. His finger rubbed her clitoris lightly, and she again moaned into his mouth, her body trembling. He sent his tongue far into the young girl’s mouth as his finger caressed back down her slit to the entrance of her treasure. Carrie’s breathing was laboured, her chest heaving as she kissed him passionately. He slipped a finger into the tight wetness of her pussy.

“Mmmmmmmph” she sighed into his mouth. He could not believe how tightly her cunt gripped his finger! She felt his finger slide in and out of her hole, his hand rubbing her clit slightly while he did it. Her tongue swirled far into his mouth as she humped her hips upwards.

After a couple of minutes of this heavy make out session, Danny slipped his hand out of her pants and grabbed her jeans, pulling downwards. Carrie broke the kiss and grabbed her jeans.

“We can’t” she breathed, “we shouldn’t do this. My boyfriend will be here at 9:30.”

“No problem Carrie,” he said, “we don’t need to have sex, I just want to pleasure you. Let me show you what I can do, you won’t regret it.” Carrie looked hesitant, still lying back on the desk, jeans unbuttoned, chest heaving.

“C’mon,” he pushed, “you can even leave your panties on! Let me pleasure you!” she didn’t need much convincing. She desperately needed to be satisfied, and leaving her panties on sealed the deal.

She let go of her pants. He pulled again, this time, she raised her ass off the desk and he slid her pants down her legs, revealing her skimpy white panties. He pulled her jeans down to her feet, where they were stopped by her sandals. She watched him take off each of her sandals and slide her jeans right off of her.

Carrie lay before him, her sexy white legs spread for him. He lifted her foot into air and kissed it. He kissed all over her small, pale foot, kissing each toe, before slowly kissing up her leg. As he kissed over her knee, he could smell her arousal. The scent of her pussy was powerful, even from there! He kissed up her smooth inner thigh. Her breathing grew even deeper as she watched him approach her treasure. He kissed the top of her thigh right beside her panties. He kissed her pussy lips over her panties, clearly feeling them through the moist material. She sighed, her feet on the edge of the desk, subtly writhing her crotch up into his face.

Danny reached up and placed his fingers on the side of her panties and slowly moved them over. Gradually, the hair of her bush came into view, followed by her swollen, pink lips. He almost came at the sight. Her pussy was beautiful! He gently kissed the lips of Carrie’s pussy. She gasped, pleasure firing through her body. His thumb held her panties to one side as each of his hands were under her ass. He slowly licked from the bottom of her slit, all the way to the top, tasting her delicious young juice.

“Ohhhhhhhh.” she sighed, squirming beneath him. He teased her clit briefly before slipping his tongue into her warm hole. He heard her moan again as he sampled her yummy cunt. He wiggled his tongue in between the lips of her needy pussy, before sucking those lips into his mouth. He lapped at the sensitive skin that he held between his lips and she was writhing on the desk in extasy, losing control. Suddenly, he began to lap at her clitoris rapidly. A monster orgasm hurtled towards her and she embraced it.

“OHHHHHHH!” the small girl moaned, cumming hard. She did not expect the orgasm, so quickly it had hit her, and she was rubbing her pussy in his face. He licked her clit until her prolonged orgasm finally eased, and Carrie lay above him, gasping for air.

He stood up, pulling out his very hard cock. Heart pounding, she watched, not protesting, as he stepped up between her legs with a fully hard six inch cock in his hands. He still had her panties held to one side as his hardon approached the swollen lips of her vagina. Carrie couldn’t find the words to stop him as she watched the mushroom head of his cock touch the pink lips of her needy pussy. Her chest was heaving, she was breathing heavily as she watched and felt him run the fat mushroom head of his cock up and down her slit slowly. Gathering every ounce of strength, Carrie found her voice.

“We need to stop.” she breathed. Her pussy lips felt so hot on the end of his dick! He did not stop rubbing his organ up and down her lips. He watched her close her eyes and sigh.

“No.” she said, getting up, “My boyfriend will be here in 5 or 10 minutes, we can’t do this.” He backed up as she slid off the desk. She didn’t forget about him, though.

“Sit on the desk.” she ordered. Danny was quick to obey, sitting on the edge of the desk. Carrie’s small fingers wrapped around his shaft and eagerly squeezed and caressed it, stroking it lightly as she bent towards it. Because her hair was back in a tight bun, he had a clear view of her tongue snaking out and licking from the bottom of his shaft up to the top. It twitched in her hand as her tongue left a trail of saliva around his mushroom head. He watched her open her mouth and slip the top of his penis inside. He moaned softly as he watched her lips slide gently down his pole.

She was a pro, having done this to her boyfriend many times. At this point, her boyfriend was in the car outside! Her mouth was so warm around his cock as she took his entire 6 inch length. She began to bob her head up and down on his lap quickly, expertly. Her mouth was slurping loudly on his dick as she gave him amazing head. ’slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp’ went her mouth, her lips gliding up and down his organ with a purpose.

Carrie was so horny, she knew she was going to fuck her boyfriend when she got home! For now, though, she had a job to do. She was going to get Danny off, for he had done the same to her. She was doing a damn good job of it, too. From behind, one could see Carrie bent over his lap, head bobbing up and down. Her ass barely covered by the triangle of her skimpy white panties. ’slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp’ echoed through the receiving area. He could not hold on any longer.

“I’m gonna cum!” he grunted. Carrie pulled his dick out of her mouth, wanting to reward him, to give him an orgasm he would not soon forget. She knew what her boyfriend liked, and thought Danny would like the same thing. She opened her mouth, holding his cock an inch away from her face and just above it, her small hand stroking him rapidly. He realized that she wanted it on her face, and that made him explode.

Heart pounding, body flushed, his cock spasmed in her hand. A huge stream of cum shot forth, most of it landing in her mouth, some hitting her chin. He could see it on her tongue as she kept her mouth wide open, though he couldn’t appreciate it at the time, his orgasm was so intense. More sperm shot out, this time on her chin, catching her left eye. She reflexively closed that eye as he continued to cum. She squeezed more cum out of his cock as his orgasm subsided, and he was able to take in the complete picture. Carrie’s tongue snaked out and lapped the drop of cum that had formed on the top of his dick. She let go of his cock, and wiped the cum off her eye, licking it off her hand.

She smiled at him, cum glistening off her cheek and chin. She grabbed a paper towel nearby and wiped off her face. She went to him. Danny was gasping for breath, recovering. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him softly, lips smacking. His arms went around her and his hands slipped into Carrie’s panties, squeezing her bare ass as she slipped a tongue into his mouth. She broke the kiss, saying they had to hurry. He watched her pull her jeans up her slender legs as he got off the desk. She let him out the back, locking up behind him.

He got into his car, exhaling loudly, smiling. After a reflective 2 minutes, he drove away. As he passed the front, he noticed Carrie getting into her boyfriend’s car, remnants of Danny’s cum still on her face.

Since this Sunday was particularly beautiful, and one of the nicer days before the set-in of what’s sure to be a cold and snowy winter, I talked Brian into going to the country for the day, and although he resisted at first, as I told him he could instead stay home and do yard work, he relented, and thought taking a short day trip with his adoring wife may not be such a bad idea.

We decided to pack a lunch, and head to Brown County to see the fall leaves turn. Indeed, a very Indiana thing to do.

Still kind of moping, Brian drives in silence.

“Baby,” I ask, “What’s the matter?” I rub his cheek, and he leans his face to oblige me. He’s not angry, just amiss because his first game plan didn’t quite work out the way he wanted. (Sunday-Football, friends, yelling at the TV-typical man stuff. )

“Nothing, I’m fine.”

I begin to rub his thigh, and see a small grin come over him, but since he’s trying to gain my sympathy for his ill-fated day of sports, he tries to suppress the full effect of it. I move my hand near his crotch-and stop. Looking out the window, I smile and begin talking about the fantastic scenery.

“The leaves are beautiful this time of year. I’m so glad I talked you into coming out here.” My fingers graze his crotch, not looking at him though, eyes still fixed to the window. He grunts a response, and puts his hand over mine, starting a stroking motion, but keeping his eyes on the road.

“What if I told you, ” I lean and whisper in his ear, “that I will make it up to you?”

He looks at me and smirks. I know he’s reading my mind. “I don’t see how.” He says, “The Colts and Baltimore are playing today. You know I wanted to see that game.”

“I know, sweetie. You know I appreciate you doing this for me.”

He glances over quickly, and I flash him a sexy smile, and he returns it.

We finally get to our spot. A place we found on an earlier trip several years ago in the heart of the park.

“Remember, we stopped here on our honeymoon. On the way to New Orleans?”

“I remember.” Still moping. Poor baby.

“Sweetie,” I cuddle up next to him, on a blanket we’ve laid under a beautiful sycamore. I have managed to throw together a wonderful picnic, with all his favorites, down to the Kendall Jackson chardonnay he’s so crazy about. “You’re not still mad?”

“I’m fine. promise.”

I lean over to kiss his cheek. I lay the picnic out, and we take in the scenery as we eat and get our fill of wine, and his favorite chocolate cannolis for dessert.

He takes me in his arms and we fall back on the blanket.

Staring up at the beautiful autumn sky.

I climb on top of him, just as I know he prefers, and kiss him, long and hard. He begins to run his fingers through my hair, making his way to my ass. I grind against him, wanting to feel his middle against mine. He finally gets to his destination, and I sigh my approval into the kiss I’ve planted on his lips.

“You make me crazy, you know that, don’t you?” he says as he turns me over on my back, and reattaches himself in a long slow kiss, exploring all of me, and I him. I can hear our favorite song by the Eagles playing on the box next to us, and this just gets us started even more, as he sings and says, “I love you” in my ear.

I reach between us to feel his cock, now grown hard and still against me. I cannot wait for it to fill me up, but Brian never makes my life so easy. Not a chance. I squeeze a little and he moves a little to accommodate me. He’s looking in my eyes, as he runs his hands over my blouse, caressing my chest and pinching my nipples through my shirt. He lifts it over my head, exposing the gorgeous bra I know he loves to see me wear.

“You know I love that on you. you planned this, didn’t you?” he lifts an eyebrow above those beautiful eyes of his, and I dutifully feign ignorance. “I’m sure I don’t know what you mean, baby.” And I plant a small kiss on his neck, and wrap myself around him tighter, pulling him close. He smiles and starts to pull my straps down, and I lift myself to oblige him. Meanwhile, I am undoing his jeans, and my hand descends lower, going to the place I call all my own. He is simply breathtaking as the sun falls on his back, his shoulders, and makes me remember why I fell so hard for him in the first place.

He apparently has forgiven my little deception, because he has started to work on my breasts, already my nipples so tight in anticipation of his touch. He knows just what I like, running his lips and fingers all over my tits, my belly. I arch my back as to assist him, and just want more. I stroke his face to let him know I love it, and run my fingers through his hair. He works his way down, tasting and caressing every inch of me, until he gets to my shorts.

He literally kisses them off my body. That’s why I simply adore this man.

His work done, he gets to the play of the moment. He kisses my thighs, making me wait for him to get to the task at hand, which in turn is making me wild. My hands find my way to his hair, pulling and tugging, a touch to convince him to make me his again. ” Damn, but you’re impatient.” He looks up and smiles, and I obligingly stick my tongue out at him. “Don’t make me come up there and get that, Denise.” I lie back and laugh, and just then- bastard-he plunges his tongue deep in my pussy, effectively shutting me up.

“Smartass.”

I moan, the very beginning of incredible ecstasy filling my body. He begins to dart his talented tongue in and out of my soaked cunt, and I am out my head in need. He begins to make his way to my anxious clit, gently biting it at first, to make me pay for my interminable want. He begins to suck, and my body immediately begins to spasm.

“Not yet, love.”

I don’t see how he thinks I can hold this back any longer, as I’m surely going to burst. Brian moves his fingers, in and out as he continues to suck and tickle my clit, and I am surely not going to last one more minute. Alas, I cannot, and I let go the fiercest orgasm I’ve ever experienced, screaming into the void of our surroundings.

“Yeah, baby. scream for me. you are so fucking hot.”

I regain my breathing, and lie still a few seconds before he is above me again. He is in my ear. “You love that, baby, don’t you?”. I cannot speak, just kiss him - hard as I begin to make my way down myself.

I push him over on his back, and pull his jeans off the rest of the way, and then kiss my way back up to his solid cock. I kiss it and do a few tongue strokes for good measure, because right now, all I can think of doing is riding it, feeling it all the way inside me. I feel him swell more, as I lower body onto his, moaning with pleasure as I go, stuffing myself all the way up with his fabulous cock. With a loud cry, I lower my self onto his cock and I lean over him to give him access to my tits.

He obliges me, and I begin a slow motion descent into heaven. It is incredible, and I move as such. Brian grabs my ass, every motion he orchestrates.

“I love to watch you ride my cock, baby.” This only encourages me. I start to move faster and Brian digs his nails deeper and harder in my ass, and a finger or two inside just to make me behave. I fall against him, alternately burying my face in his neck, and kissing him. “Cum for me baby,” he encourages, and wanting only to please him at this moment, I give it all I have, and just as he repeats these words, I explode in a million pieces. He pushes up meet my pussy once more, and then pulls me off of him, placing me on my stomach.

“My turn.” And I know what that means.

He smacks my ass well, and pulls me up by my waist to meet him. He pushes his hot cock inside, and I’m in heaven all over again. Pumping hard and fast, I am his most willing bitch.

“Fuck me, baby. I love it when you shoot your load in my cunt.”

He is so turned on, and his form is glistening from sweat and lust. I love it when he fucks me from behind. He strokes me, leaning into me, kissing my neck, my back. He goes faster, and I feel my pulse race and body begin to vibrate once more, with every thrust. He pushes against me once, and again. and again. until, he lets himself go inside me, grabbing my waist in one fantastic motion, and his hot cum spilling into my now on fire cunt. He falls against me, and we entangle ourselves on the blanket, now a humped mess from our activity. I kiss him, and looks into my eyes and whispers he loves me. I smile.

“I’m so very glad we had a chance to come out here.” I say softly, nuzzling his ear. ” now this was better than any old football game, love?” He smacks my ass and grins. “You’re not through making up for it, cara mia.”

“Even if I taped the game for you, and told Dennis and Max to come over about 7 to watch with you?

He lights up. I guess that’s a start.

Danielle had just come home from work, and ran to the candy shop to buy some chocolate body paint for her and Daniel. considering he was up for the week She turned the corner of this huge candy store, and saw Daniel looking at the body paint. she snuck up behind him, and hugged him from behind, and he quickly turned around to see who it was.

“OH jesus! i didnt know who the hell you were! hey baby, were u lookin for the body paint too?”

“Yes.you caught me.hehe.”

“My god Danielle, im really really horny. i mean. look” she looked down, and his cock was popping out, making a bulge in his pants. Danielle giggled slightly, and said “Ok, ill handle this” She was still in her skimpy work uniform. She had a simple short dress on, that said her resteraunts name across the breasts. she was hot, so she unbuttoned it so you could see her red laced bra somewhat. she unbuttoned another one, and went to the counter where a 15-16 year old boy was standing there. “must be his summer job” she thought. She walked to the counter seductivly, and leaned obver the counter, making her cleavage more visible. The boy stared at her cleavage, and stumbled with his words. finally he said “c cc can i h hh h help you?” she giggled mischeviously, and said “yes.you can come here big boy” he walked around the desk, and aproached her. she turned around to meet his eye, but he was trying to catch another glimpse of her sweet ass. Daniel was laughing to himself, cuz he knew what she was gonna do. She pulled him to her by his work tie, and kissed him seductivly. while she did this, she grabbed his keys, and stoped the kiss. she then rubbed his thigh, and walked away, leaving him stunned. she signaled for him to follow, and he did. she took him to the back room, shoved him in,and locked him in. both her and Daniel laughed histerically. She jumped on him, and he lifted her up and they kissed for a good while. Daniel then backed her up into the wall, and started combing through her hair with his fingers. They kissed passionatly, and Danielle ran to lock the stores doors. she ran back to him, and started kissing him faster and harder than before. He pushed her against the wall, and started feeling her up. She wrapped one leg around him, and he lifted her up, and she stradled him with both of her legs around him. She was pushed against the wall, and he started fingering her. She leaned her head back and moaned loudly. She put her feet down, and moved to the counter. Daniel grabbed a chocolate bodypaint bottle, and cracked it open. He put some on his fingers, and dabbed it on her nose, then licked it off. He then took another scoop, and put it on her lips, then licked that off too. She then spread her legs to show that she had no underwear on. he put some of the paint on her pussy, and started licking it off.

Danielle started shivering as he licked the chocolate bodypaint off of her pussy. She quickly put her feet on the floor, and pulled Daniel by the neck of his shirt, to the desk. She hopped on top, and spread her leags, and supported herself by her elbows. He started massaging her thighs. He started at her knees, then moved his hands up right near her pussy, then back down to her knees. She opened a little wider, trying to tell him what she wanted, even though he already knew. He went back up her thigh, and brushed against her slit, making chills go up her spine. He saw her close her eyes when he did this, so when he came back up, he stuck his fingers inside her clit, and started making circles around her pussy hole. She pulled him closer, and leaned her head back, biting her lip. He then inserted two fingers into her pussy hole, and started gliding them and out. She was so wet, that some of her juices were drooling down into his palm. He loved this, and as he fingered her, he licked off some of the juices that were forming around her pussy hole. he then moved his tongue up, and started licking her clit. He took the bodypaint, and put some chocolate on her clit, and licked it off with the very tip of his tongue. She quivered, and started tensing up for an amazing orgasm. He decided to hit her spot, and make her cum. He curled his fingers upward, and he hit the right spot. he was still licking her clit, and she burst in a sudden orgasm. Her juices started flowing down his hands, so he quickly moved away from her clit, and started licking up her sweet hot cum. She moved back on the counter with a huge smile on her face. He climbed on the counter, and took her work dress off. He then started to take off his clothes, but she finished for him. Finally they were both naked. Before he did anything, he went to a section of the candy store, and came back with a long, slender lolipop. it looked kind of looked like a cock. He opened it up, and had her lick it. He shoved it in and out of her mouth, as if she was giving him head, and she started licking it like a cock too. He closed his eyes for a couple of seconds, because he wanted it so bad. He took the lolipop, and shoved it into her pussy. The lolipop was about the same length as his cock, but not as wide. So he ran and got another one, which made it feel just like his cock inside her. She moaned with pleasure as he rubbed 2 lolipops in and out of her dripping wet pussy. With one hand, he held the lolipops, and with the other, he started rubbing her clit good and fast. She arched her back, tilded her head backwards, and moaned out in another orgasm. He didnt even sense it coming, so he wasnt prepared. She came all down the lolipops, and onto his hands. He pulled the lolipops out, and he gave one to her, and took one for himself. She started licking her juices off, the whole time watching him look at her in amazment. He licked her juices off of it. “Hmm baby, i love your candy cum” She giggled and said “Come here big boy, i wanna taste your candy cum.” He jumped back on the table, and laid down on his back. His cock was fully exposed, sticking up from his body. She grinned at him, and put his whole cock in her mouth. She bobbed up and down, sucking diligently, while deepthroating his hard cock. She finally pulled away, and started licking the hole in his cock lightly with the very tip of her tongue. Goosebumps rose and fell on his skin, and he moaned loudly. She then only put the head of his cock into her mouth, and started sucking really hard. She then stroked the base of his cock up and down with her right hand, and with her left, she squeezed and massaged his balls gently. Just enough to give him extreme pleasure. She was hitting all of the right spots. One more spot needed to be hit. As she sucked the head of his cock hard, but not too hard, she gently licked in littled circles around the hole in his cock. He gasped once she did this, and exploded in her mouth. She started rubbing faster as the cum came, and it made his orgasm last even longer. She swallowed every drip, and sucked him dry after. He laid back, and took a breath, while she straddled on top of him. She rubbed her wet pussy all over his face, but wouldnt let him touch her, or lick her. His face was covered in pussy juices, and he moaned out that he loved her. She moved back, and sat on his chest, and waited for him to recover from such an orgasm. He finally was breathing normal, so she went down to his cock. she hovered over his cock, and let the very tip touch her slit. She then took his hands, and had him spread her pissy lips, and he did. Then, she sat down quickly, and started going up and down on his cock hard and fast. She had her right hand righ above his cock, and he left hand was pulling her hair back. She was arched back slightly, but her head was all the way back. Her breasts were bouncing up and down at each movement of her body. Daniel started rubbing her clit hard and fast, and she went faster up and down. She moaned and sighed loudly as he rubbed her clit. She leaned over a bit, and started going harder, his whole cock in her, hitting another one of her spots. She clenched at his chest, scraping her nails down him as she came again. She slid off, and laid on her back, exhausted. She had never cum this much in such a short time. He got on top of her, and kissed her forehead. Then, her neck. He went to her ear and whispered “I love you baby” she whispered in his other ear “i love you too” He started nibbling on her earloab, and then he blew a gentile stream of air into her ear. She cringed, and giggled, so now he knew she was ready again. He pulled at her lip playfully, and she saw her tongue just sitting there. He pressed his lips against hers, then licked her lips, signaling that he wanted to explore her mouth. She opened her mouth just enough for them to feel around eachothers mouths, and they went for it. She took her tongue and went around in a complete circle around his. He then massaged her tongue with his, then pulled away, and kissed her gently on the lips. They smiled at eachother, and he grabbed a hold of his cock. He guided it into her, and went slowly at first, so that he wouldnt cum. He then cooled down a bit, and started rocking back and forth a little faster than before. He then grabbed her by the hips, and pressed her hips against his, thrusting in and out of her pussy. He pulled out, and shoved it back into her pussy, making her arch her back and scream. “It feels so good baby!” she said inbetween breaths. He looked down at her, and saw tears strolling down her cheeks. Her eyes were closed. He stopped, still inside her and said “baby.am i hurting you?” She opened her eyes and said “NO! no hun. im crying because this is the best sensation i have ever felt. I love you, and its making me feel so good right now.so good.” He smiled, and started thrusting into her again. She started moaning even louder, and she clenched her pussy around his cock. He leaned over a bit, and gasped in shock. She kept clenching her pussy so hard, she could barely even move in and out. So he laid completely on top of her, and put his arms under her shoulders, and held onto her shoulders from underneath. He told her to clench, and she did. He thrust upward, not quite moving at all, but it was extremely hot for the both of them. They were both moaning so loud. She was almost screaming, it felt that good. So he pulled onto her shoulders real tight, and came into her pussy. She clenched as tight as she could as he came, and he moaned and grunted. It was the biggest load he has ever shot. Right as his orgasm was ending, she started to cum. She arched her back a little, and clawed at his back as she came. Their cum mixed in her pussy, and he pulled out of her.

“Hey baby, its time for the clean up crew.” She said with a grin spread across her face. She flipped her legs over her head, being held behind her neck, and started licking her dripping pussy. She tasted both of their cum, and it was delicious. He started licking too, both of their tongues in her pussy hole, massaging eachother. Finnally, she was cleaned up, and they put ther clothes on, they unlocked the guy in the back room, and he didnt even say anything. Considering she wasnt clothed yet. He went to grab for her but Daniel stepped in front, and without saying a word, the boy went back to the counter. Danielle and Daniel had already cleaned up the mess from the counter. they put their clothes on and Danielle was looking for those lolipops when she fell upon a security camera.

“Hey kid, where’s the camera room?” He led her to the room, and they grabbed the tapes out with them on it.

“Thanks” they took the tapes, and left hand in hand. They each have a tape for eachother.

Destiny was taking in all the beautiful scenery as she climbed the last bend in the road to her little cabin in paradise. At least it was paradise to her. There was fluffy white snow coving the ground making the whole world seem bright and white as could be. The trees had lost most of their leaves, being so far north in Maine. Destiny loved the cabin up here, there weren’t any neighbors, and the closest thing to her out here was the Smith family that lived 2 miles south of where the cabin was located. But they all went down to Florida once the cold moved in, it being in the beginning of August.

Turning the bend she arrived at the cabin. The cabin was fairly large when it came to cabin’s in the north part of Maine. It had 2 bedrooms one on each corner of the cabin, with a big bathroom in the middle at the back of the house. The kitchen joined the dining room in the middle, with the back door in the kitchen and the living room was at the front of the house, where the front door was. Tall trees surrounded the cabin, but far enough away that should a storm blow them down they wouldn’t hit the cabin.

She started thinking back, to the last time she had been at the cabin. Her and James had made plans for a secluded vacation during one of the summer breaks they had during college. “Isn’t this place awesome!” Destiny asked.

“Yea, wow, I didn’t expect this to be so nice. When you said ‘cabin’ I expected some kind of shack” James said with a grin.

“Well then, let’s getting settled in,” she said with excitement

They had a romantic evening planned. She made dinner while he made the beds and set candles around the living room and bedroom. They sat gazing at each other over the tablecloth and plates. They finished their meal and went to take a bath in the claw foot bathtub. James, finding it hard to breath as he watched Destiny peel her cloths away from her slim form, just stared at her slowly revealed flesh. Feeling his face flush and his penis come to life he climbed into the tub before Destiny. She knew what effect she had on James, could read it in his eyes. Letting the tips of her toes enter the warm water first she let the warm water enclose her body as she half laid half sat across from James. They both didn’t say anything, just stared at each other in their own heat and arousal.

Destiny, making the water swirl around the tips of her breasts, leaned forward to lightly touch his thighs, running her smooth hands under the water to his already stiff and aching staff. James let out a small gasp at her soft touch, his head rolling back to rest on the edge of the tub. Destiny slide her fingers up and around his large dick, feeling it pulse in her hand. She felt triumphant; knowing it was her ministrations was causing this man to come undone. James felt the heat simmer and rise in his loins, almost to a degree where he felt like he couldn’t take any more. She moved her hand at a steady pace, going smoothly up to his head and back down to his tight balls; making the water come in waves at his stomach. Moving forward and over his legs she tilted her head to nip and his at his chest and neck.

Feeling like he was going to explode any second he pushed her back far enough so he could get at her already hard pointy nipples. Bringing her left nipple into his mouth he sucked hard enough to roll it on his tongue. Hearing her moan deep in her throat, he ran his hand up her smooth wet back, up to her shoulders to draw her closer as her head rolled back at the wonderful bliss she was feeling straight to her toes. Destiny was lost in her own world as the sensations that was running with her blood, pounding in her clit. Releasing her left nipple he moved his knees up a little so she was off the base of the tub, so he could reach his hand down to play with her soft patch of curls resting against her womanhood. The passion that was steadily building in his penis was almost unbearable as he explored her body with his hands and mouth.

He slid his long index finger and his middle finger into her warmth, letting the water be his lubricant. Feeling the fire spread through her rapidly, she gasped as he entered her warm entrance, moving his finger slowly in and out of her already honeyed hole. She let go of his hard shaft to run her hands over his neck, and pulled his head close for a deep kiss that took his breath away. He shifted her on his lap, as he slid his fingers from her and grabbed her ample bottom to place her over his pulsation penis. He lowered her onto him, feeling her insides tighten and mold around him. She threw her head back as he impaled her on his rode, moaning loudly. Moving her steadily by lifting her hips in a deep rhythm that rocked waves of water between and over them both, making some of it slosh onto the floor.

He lifted his hips higher, to meet her thrusts, to deeply penetrate her. Her breath coming in quick gasps only to be broken by sighs and moans felt her body flush with the heat of her beginning of her orgasm. He felt himself coming to the edge of heaven, where he would find his peace within her arms. Destiny yelled out her passion as she felt James swell within her, stretching her more, filling her completely. They came together with his pulsation cock buried deep within her as he spilled his seed deep within her womb. She felt her pussy grip his cock like a vise that would never let go. James felt her insides milk every last drop of his cum pulling it into her.

They sat in this position trying to catch their breath with Destiny’s head resting on his shoulders, and her arms wrapped around them. Both of them coming down from the high they had given to one other, Destiny shifted to let his now softening penis out of her.

Destiny pulled up to the cabin, assessing it. “Doesn’t look bad,” she thought to herself. “I guess my cousins did keep up with the place.” Climbing out of the car she popped the truck open so she could get her things out and onto the front porch, her feet crunching in the snow. Pulling her keys from her pocket she unlocked the cabin door and walked in. It spelled of pine and wood inside. Destiny breathed it all in welcoming the smell she was so firmiliar with.

Dropping her bags in the middle of the living room floor she pulled her keys from the door and closed out the cold. It was relatively cold in the cabin so grabbing some wood from the shed out back she went back into the house to start a fire, in the round fireplace. Dragging her bags into one of the rooms she began to unpack her things, putting the cooking utensils and food into the kitchen and her clothes in the oak dresser in the bedroom.

Knowing that there were rabbit traps still in the shed, she went out back to set the traps for her dinner. Although she brought food with her, she didn’t have any meat and it had been a long time since she had any wild game. It was too bad that her Aunt and cousins didn’t come here more often. She loved it here. Setting 3 traps around in the woods she started to head back to the house when she noticed some footprints in the blinding white snow. Shrugging, guessing it was just probably just her cousins’ footprints she walked inside. The fire had grown to warm the house, feeling comforting to Destiny.

She grabbed a pot to warm her bath water on it, the cabin not having the modern day technology of running hot water. She pulled water from the well that run underneath the cabin and poured it into the waiting pot. Destiny placed the huge pot onto the stove and threw wood into it to start the fire going to warm the water. While she waited for her bath water to warm she went to get her cloths from her room, and checked the bathroom making sure that everything was indeed clean. As she glanced around at the big bathroom she was astonished that it was as clean as if it was just freshly washed, including the claw-foot tub the sat in the middle of the bathroom. It had windows on the opposite wall of the door, letting in white sunny light from the day.

Destiny heard the water she was heating boiling on the stove and moved to put it in the clean tub. She pulled up a bucket of water from the well to cool down the water and poured it in with the hot water. Pealing her clothes off, first her knitted gray sweater, then her jeans along with her baby blue lacy bra, and baby blue thong. She stepped into the tub and lazed back on the rim, savoring the heat penetrating her muscles and aching bones.

Grabbing the washcloth from the pile of clean clothes, she put on the floor next to her. She picked up the rose scented soap and began to lather her shinny slender neck, down to the tips of her breasts, to her flat stomach, then up again over her arms dripping water as she went. She poured water over her head to start washing her long hair. Finishing washing herself, she stepped out of the tub, briskly drying herself with a light pink towel. Sliding her red thong up her shapely legs, she slipped her nightgown over her head and wrapped herself in her bathrobe, she hung the wet towel on the back of the door to dry. Sliding into her warm slippers that she left in her room.

Padding to the kitchen once more she put the kettle over a burner to make some tea. She threw in a couple of pieces of wood into the stove. Walking over to the dying fire she placed some more logs into the fire as well. Going over to the flowered colored couch she sat and lazily watched the warm fire crackle and snap as the fire danced around the dry pieces of wood. Thinking about how wonderful it was to finally get away to be herself. Hearing the kettles’ high-pitched whistle as it threw steam out of its spout she got up and poured the hot liquid into her awaiting cup.

Destiny dropped the cup of tea as she started to scream, staring at the tall man in her living room in shock.

I’ve been trying to write a very short story for some time and I’ve finally done it, coming in a hair over the 750 word minimum. Not counting this introduction, it clocks in at 752 and it was a real challenge.

He didn’t catch her name when she mumbled it. It was a small bar; he often stopped there on the way home. There were seldom attractive young women present.

He’d asked her to dance and then sat down with her. She had short brown hair, a cute freckled face and an enticing pout; she had a fine ass. Her clothes were modest but not shabby. They hadn’t spoken. He bought her another 3.2 beer; she was over eighteen but under twenty-one. He said he was leaving; she left with him. The bar was on the edge of town. She didn’t have a car; he wondered how she had gotten there.

He couldn’t take her home. He was staying with relatives. There was an old hotel close by which was still respectable but wouldn’t be in a couple of years. It was cheap; they didn’t ask questions if you didn’t have luggage. They catered to people who wanted to fuck. She didn’t say a word in the car or as they checked in.

She used the bathroom first. The room was cold; it would take time for the old radiator to warm it. When he returned from the bathroom, she was naked and under the covers. Her warm young body felt and smelled good. She had perfect little titties, firm and proud. Her skin was soft and her body lean and well formed. They kissed and fondled. His hand dropped between her legs. Her pussy was covered with soft hair and had a pleasant feel. He worked his fingers over her wet slit and then ventured a digit inside. Her hips came up to meet his finger, fucking it slowly. She made soft moaning sounds. She found his cock and stroked it.

He worked his lips along her flat belly to the steamy forest below. He found her button and caressed it. Her cunt was sweet and clean, not stinky with urine like the last girl he had picked up. Working a finger inside her hole, he made her cum. She uttered her first word since they had left the bar, “orgasm”.

He kissed her; she broke the kiss and went down on him. He came quickly. His was not the first cock she had sucked; she swallowed. He rolled the condom on his still hard young cock and entered her quickly. She lifted her fine hips to meet his urgent thrusts. She moaned and whimpered. They both came after a vigorous fuck. She mumbled, “nice” as they drifted off in each others embrace.

He awoke with her ass in his face and his cock in her mouth. He returned the favor, lavishing attention on her cunt lips, then took a swipe at her puckered hole. She stopped her oral efforts, looked back at him and smiled. He concentrated on her ass hole and she moved her hips to fuck his tongue with her dirty hole. He didn’t want to cum in her mouth again; he wanted to fuck her up the ass.

He slid out from under her. Her head went down to the mattress and her ass elevated. He continued his oral efforts, forcing spit inside her dark hole. He should have put a condom on but was too excited to care. Raising up on his knees, he placed the bulbous head of his cock against her tight rear entrance. She mumbled another single word, “anal”. He broke through and she cried out. He continued his assault on her hot rectum and her hips began to move in small circles. He’d never done it before. He knew that the hot, tight, buttery smoothness of a young woman’s ass would become an addiction.

He came too soon and felt guilty. He flipped her over and finished her off with his mouth. They fucked twice more before day break, once in the ass and another pussy fuck.

She was up and dressed before he awoke. He showered and dressed quickly. He kissed her and held her in his arms.

“Where can I drop you off?” He said.

She mumbled. “Train station.”

He drove her there. She kissed him quickly, exited the car and dashed toward a waiting South bound train.

He didn’t know her name, first or last and hadn’t gotten her phone number. He had no idea where she was from. He discovered that the train she had boarded made over thirty stops before it reached Atlanta.

He stopped at the bar every night for a month but never saw her again.

Working on Christmas Eve was bad; working a double on Christmas Eve pretty much sucked. The steakhouse where Carmen bussed tables rotated the holiday shifts, and everybody worked at least one of the four major ones (Thanksgiving Day, Christmas Eve, New Years Eve, and Valentine’s Day); in fact, this was the only holiday Carmen had pulled this year.

The one big advantage to working Christmas Eve is that staffing was slim; there was never enough wait staff, so Carmen got to serve and bus, which meant she drew a significantly larger proportion of tips. That almost made up for the fact that three of the people that were supposed to work the second shift called in “sick.” Luckily, they planned to shut the doors at 7:00 PM, which would ensure that they would be empty by 8:30 PM.

Of course, this was also the first time that Carmen had been designated M.O.D. Manager of the Day which meant that she was the last one who could leave. Normally, the manager never would have let someone who normally busses be in charge, but the alternative was dragging his lazy ass in on Christmas Eve to close, and he had rationalized that there was probably not going to be a whole lot of business anyway. Besides, there had been a lot of grumbling lately about the fact that none of the Spanish speaking staff had any responsibility, so this was an opportunity for the restaurant to show how “enlightened” it was.

By the time Carmen prepared the bank bag and tossed it in the safe, it was 9:30 PM. Exhausted, she dropped into the chair behind the manager’s desk, kicked off her shoes, and stretched her aching legs out across the top of the desk. She sighed; Hector was probably already well on his way to being sauced. She’d heard that it might even sleet the closest they’d get to a white Christmas so the walk home from the bus stop would be just miserable. Merry Fucking Christmas.

She hadn’t realized that she’d drifted off until the sound of a heavy thud out in the main dining area startled her awake. She rose, disoriented, and crept over to the door that opened out onto the dining room. Peering out into what she hoped was a deserted room, she took a quick inventory. Everything looked like it was where it belonged, so she pushed the door open wider and stepped out, glancing from side to side. Nothing out of the ordinary presented itself.

She realized that she’d been holding her breath and let it out. Something had probably blown against the wall outside, or maybe a chair shifted; whatever it was, it looked like she’d gotten worked up unnecessarily. She walked deeper into the room, her confidence increasing with each step. By the time she’d reached the center of the room, she was convinced that she’d overreacted.

The chuckle came from directly behind her, deep, rich, enveloping. In another setting, she would have been totally taken by it, but all alone in the restaurant it made her blood run cold. Its owner close enough to warm her ear with his breath, and her body went rigid with fear.

“Who the fuck’s there?” she asked quietly, straining to keep the telltale tremor of fear out of her voice. When she was nervous or excited her accent became more pronounced.

“Such language!” the voice admonished, chuckling again. “I guess won’t have any trouble at all telling who’s naughty and who’s nice.” He placed a hand on her shoulder and her heart dropped out of her chest and into her stomach.

“Do something!” her mind screamed. “Don’t be a victim!”

She took a deep breath, squared her shoulders, and swung her balled fist back as hard as she could manage. Without waiting to complete her swing she catapulted forward, diving under the nearest table and scrambling upright on the other side.

Dumbfounded, she observed that the space where she’d just been standing was empty, but further back - a good ten feet or so back - stood a very large (hell, fat) old white guy dressed like Santa. And the fucker was smiling and wagging a finger at her!

“One sure way to end up with a stocking full of coal is to whack ol’ Santa in the nuts.”

Fucking great, she thought. I’m trapped in here with a goddamn crazy.

“Look Mr., I don’t want any trouble…”

“Santa,” he corrected politely.

“Sure…Santa,” she agreed, backing away slowly. Her mind was racing; if she screamed, no one would probably hear her, but if she could get to the phone on the back wall.

“So if you’re Santa, where are your elves?” she asked, trying to keep him distracted.

The man giggled. “Elves never leave the workshop, silly. Everybody knows that!”

Carmen smiled, humoring him. “Sure never leave the North…oh!”

Her back struck the wall. Whipping around, she reached for the telephone on the wall and grabbed the receiver. Her face went pale; the line was dead. She turned and looked at the man, her horror apparent. The gaze he returned was filled with joy and merriment.

“Come, come now, don’t fret so. Why don’t you just come over here and tell me what you want for Christmas?” he asked congenially.

“If I believed in Santa, I’d ask him for a gun so that I could blow a hole in any creepy motherfucker that cornered me after work,” she spat.

For the first time his eyes lost some of the laughter. “‘If’ Carmen? Have I hurt you that bad?”

Carmen’s bravado wavered. How the hell did this nutjob know her name?

“Oh, I know quite a bit about you,” he answered, as if reading her mind. “I’ve known you most of your life; ever since you were a little girl.”

She snorted. “Man, Santa Claus didn’t come to my neighborhood.”

“Sweetie, Santa Claus comes to all neighborhoods. That is, until the little children stop believing.”

Carmen was past being scared; now she was just mad. Who the fuck was this sloppy assed old man, coming in here to preach about a fucking myth?

“Yeah? So if you’re really Santa, what did I ask you for when I was five?”

“A pony,” he answered without pausing.

“Lucky guess. What five year old girl doesn’t want a pony? That doesn’t prove anything.”

He nodded his head. “But do all five year old girls ask for a brown pony that they can name Carmelita, and also ask for a house with a yard so that the pony doesn’t have to walk up stairs?”

Her jaw dropped open.

“And if I remember correctly, didn’t you tell your friend Melinda last year that you wished that Santa would fly by your place and drop off one of those machines that you could straddle and fuck until you burned out the engine.”

Her eyes widened. How the fuck did he know these things?

Santa took the chairs down off of a nearby table and sat in one. “Come on over honey,” he said, patting his leg. “Come tell Santa what you want.”

Still thunderstruck, she found her feet moving toward him even while her brain was screaming at her to run away. Her rational mind was telling her that there was no such thing as Santa Claus, and that this guy was some fruitcake who was going to really fuck her up. But another part of her couldn’t help believing, and that was the part that was controlling her feet.

She settled onto the stranger’s lap, both legs draped over the same side. “That’s a good girl,” he encouraged, patting her back. “Now tell Santa what you want.”

His hand was large and comforting; she could feel warmth radiate through her blouse. The patting turned to gentle rubbing, and his hand moved along the entire expanse of her back. She arched her back absently, trying to increase the pressure. It was getting hard to concentrate. She closed her eyes and let her head droop forward. The rhythm was distracting, so much so that she had no idea when his other hand had begun rubbing her leg. By the time she became aware of it, it was tracing a slow, lazy pattern along her inner thigh. It would start at her knee and travel up for a bit, then reverse direction. Each time it left her knee she found herself holding her breath, wondering how far up it would go. The first time his fingers brushed her labia, she trembled.

“There, there dear,” he soothed, using the hand on her back to pull her toward his chest, pressing her face into his neck. The hand between her legs returned to her knee, squeezed it slightly, and then massaged its way all the way back to her crotch. A thick finger pressed hard against the thin nylon of her panties, forcing her lips apart before stopping less than half an inch inside. Roughly it moved along the gap, teasing her sensitive inner folds. She opened her mouth and sucked on his neck, moaning softly. When he finally removed his hand from between her legs and she shivered.

“Sit up,” he commanded, and she did. He placed two fingers on her lips and applied pressure until they slid into her mouth. Her tongue danced over them, lapping at the salty musky taste. She’d tasted herself once before - after a boyfriend had gone down on her for hours - because she’d wanted to know what had kept him down there so long. That time, she thought she tasted pungent and unpleasant; now, she was sucking on the two meaty fingers as hard as she could, trying to get every drop.

“No need to check my list twice,” Santa teased, thrusting his fingers in and out of Carmen’s mouth. The hand on her back had moved lower, and was now gently teasing her ass near the top of her crack. She was squirming, her panties soaked, despite the fact that she was being teased by fictional character.

He took his fingers out of her mouth and pulled her to her feet. “What say Santa gets to do a little unwrapping of his own?” he asked jovially.

As big as his hands were, they moved as nimbly as a piano player, coaxing her buttons loose and pushing her blouse off her shoulders in a blink of an eye. He managed to get her cotton twill skirt down around her ankles even faster, then leaned back and eyed her admiringly.

Her raven black hair was pulled back in a ponytail, accentuating high cheekbones and almond shaped brown eyes. Her skin, golden and smooth, glistened with her arousal, and her large, chocolate brown nipples showed prominently through her cheap white bra.

Her small, rounded hips and apple shaped ass were clad in a frayed pair of green panties adorned with a red bow. He reached out and grabbed her waistband, pulling it up until the swollen lips of her pussy spilled over the elastic bands that clung to her thighs. As he continued to lift she raised up on her toes, trying to prevent the satiny material from rubbing against her engorged clit. Eventually she couldn’t rise any farther and he made contact. Her mouth dropped open, her legs buckled and she dropped to her knees. When she was able to raise her head she was startled to see that Santa had stripped, all except his red fur hat, small square cut frameless spectacles, and black patent leather boots. His long white beard blanketed his chest and brushed his belly, and his legs, like two small tree trunks, were splayed, his cock hanging thickly between them.

She crawled forward on her hands and knees until she was at his feet. With one small hand she encircled his shaft, raising it to her lips. Her dark red tongue darted out, tickling his pinkish head before attacking his piss slit. Santa grunted and slid forward slightly, allowing his large, heavy sac to drop over the edge. Sucking the entire head in up to the ridge, Carmen reached up with her free hand and grabbed Santa’s balls, squeezing firmly as she ran her teeth over his cockhead. He groaned and placed a hand on either side of her head to hold her still as he worked more of his cock into her mouth.

When he’d gotten a good rhythm going she pulled back and let his cock pop free. The head was now purple and throbbing, the shaft still slick with her saliva. Standing, she unfastened her bra and freed her tortured nipples. Then she climbed up on his lap, her knees pressing painfully into his quads, and offered a nipple to him. He took it in his mouth greedily, using his teeth much as she had on his cock just moments before. She squealed, pressing against him as he bit and sucked first one nipple, then the other.

While Carmen was concentrating on the intense sensations assaulting her breasts, Santa reached up and pulled her panties to one side. Deftly he positioned the head of his cock against her pussy lips, and with one strong stroke pushed it in. The shock and intensity of the motion caused Carmen to lose her balance, and her legs shot out, straddling either side of Santa’s legs. The tops of his thighs slammed hard against her ass cheeks as his cock rammed home. She gasped and squeezed her eyes tight as her body adjusted to the unintended savageness of the action.

While she sat there he tenderly teased her sore and tender nipples with his tongue, his thick beard tickling her as he alternated between them. Involuntarily, her pussy began to squeeze him, making him harder, and her thighs started to contract, working her slowly up and down his shaft. He grabbed her hips and helped her along, increasing the range of motion, until she was sliding noisily up and down his cock, the wet sounds of their sexplay mixing with his heavy breathing and her guttural moans.

When her sounds made it clear that she was close to orgasm he lifted her all the way off and stood, carrying her over to the table. He flipped her on her stomach, with her hips hanging over the end, and entered her from behind. She felt crushed under his weight but in this position he was able to drive his cock impossibly deep so deep in fact that when the first tremors of her orgasm gripped her it felt like his cock was lodged in her stomach. Her nipples, puffy and tender from all the attention, hardened like diamonds, scraping across the faux wood table and sending spikes of pain/pleasure through her all the way down to her groin. Santa was really pounding her now, his cock stretching and pumping her neglected pussy as his own orgasm approached. A meaty hand pressed into the small of her back, pinning her, as the first gooey jet broke loose, splashing deep, setting off another explosion of her own. He was growling now, the warm velvet walls of her pussy gripping the hypersensitive head of his cock, milking him dry. With a final, massive shudder he collapsed on top of her, blocking out the light, preventing her from drawing a deep breath. She lost consciousness.

When she came to, she was still sitting behind the desk with her feet up, fully clothed. She looked at the clock on the wall it now read 9:40. She shook her head to clear it; had all that been a dream? She swung her legs down, stood up.

…And almost collapsed. She felt like her legs had been pulled apart by two trucks. Just standing still made her wince, and her whole body, from her neck to her toes, throbbed. She was amazed that just ten minutes of dreaming could have such an intense effect on her body.

Carefully, she slid her shoes back on, trying to move as little as possible in the process, grabbed her coat, and locked up. Out front she was surprised to see a sleek black German sports car over by the entrance to the parking lot. Shrugging, she pulled her coat tight and tried to brace herself against the wind and the rain and walked toward the bus stop.

Once she was closer, she could see that there was a big red ribbon running the length of the car, like on a corny game show. Also, there was a tag fluttering from one of the wipers. Curious, she bent over and examined it.

“Merry Christmas Carmen,” it read. “The way I see it, the interest on pony for nineteen years works out to be about 328 horsepower.”

And it was signed, “Santa.”

Dear Nicole,

Oh yes, definitely! I was sore for the next four days. But Oh, my God, it was so worth it! It was such an erotic, exciting experience! I’ve done that double penetration thing four or five other times since. Three of them have been with my husband Jason and one of his best friends from work named Matt. I won’t do it with just anyone though, and even at that I’m a little nervous about threesomes with another guy because one time Matt suggested that we meet without Jason. When I pointed out that they were best friends and he should be satisfied with things staying the way they were, he backed off and has never mentioned it again, but I don’t like having to deal with those situations. It’s funny, Nicole, I’ve had five female lovers since I got married and none of them has given me any hassle about maybe coming between me and Jason. What is it with guys, anyway?

Well.getting back to the story, with first semester exams over, Felecia shocked me by announcing she was going up to Teddy’s for the first weekend. I said to her, “You’re what?”

“I’m gonna spend this weekend up at Teddy’s,” she replied.

“Wow!” I said, pouting a little. “This is kinda sudden, I thought you and I were going to hang out this Christmas vacation.”

“We are.I’m just going for the weekend, and if things work out the way I plan, I’ll have a special surprise for you, sort of a.Christmas present!”

“Really? Like, do I get any hints as to what it is?”

“Nope.you’ll have to wait; if it’s gonna be special, then it has to be a complete surprise!” I knew there was no pleading with Felecia to tell me; she was smiling but her face showed that her mind was made up.

Even though it was a Thursday night, there was no school the next day so we made plans to go out to the mall. Felecia had to buy a few things for the trip and we ended up having just the best time being out together. We bought what she needed and then, for the next few hours, we had a blast just window shopping. We tried on a few hundred things we would never buy in a million years, oh.and tons of shoes (you know how it is) and then we ended up at the food court with cokes and Mexican food.

After a few minutes of trying to eat, talk and laugh at the same time, who should show up at our table but Nikki and Jessi!

“Whoa.look who’s here, Felecia?” I said smiling, with my mouth full of taco salad. “Hey, you two.how’s you is?”

Both girls sat down and Jessi hammed it up by slumping hard into the back of the chair. “God I’m exhausted,” she said. “Spending so much money really takes it out of me!” She just cracked us up as she continued, “Would you girls be so kind as to carry my bags out to the car?”

“I had all my Christmas shopping done weeks ago,” I said, still giggling. “I got tired of trying to do it at the last minute. “I don’t mind telling you both that I bought your gifts last July!”

“Oh, my God,” said Nikki, “I wish I was that organized; I still have like seven people to shop for. But I do have yours bought and wrapped already, Nance!”

I looked at Nikki and my eyes got quickly got quite misty. “You bought me something, Nik? I wasn’t sure you would. Are we okay again?”

“Oh, Nancy.yes, you’re my oldest friend here. It was wrong of me to let just one thing that I disagree with come between us. It hasn’t been much fun without you guys the last couple of weeks. Like, it’s kinda why Jessi and I are here today. We had a long talk about this on Monday and, well.let’s just say that some of the fun you have.it’s not me, but.it’s okay!”

“Well.we missed having your around, Nikki; honestly.” I leaned over and gave her the biggest hug. “Ya know what? If you’re not doing anything tomorrow night, we should all get something to eat and go to the movies. How ’bout if you, me, and Jessi call Megs and we set it up?”

“Very cool,” said Jessi as she turned to Felecia, “What about you, wouldn’t you be coming with us, Felecia?”

“Umm.no, not this time. I have.uhhh. other plans!”

The way she said it, Nikki and Jessi both knew it involved a boy. Nikki said, “Ohhh.you do, do you! Like, with who? That cute guy from the party the other night?”

Felecia smiled brightly and Jessi added, “The one with the perfect ass?”

Everyone broke up laughing and Felecia finally nodded saying, “Yep, that’s the one,” causing us all to laugh even more! She is such a tease, Nicole! She deliberately waited until we stopped giggling and then she added, “And that’s not all that’s perfect!” Oh, my God! We fuckin’ lost it then! All the people in the food court were looking at us, we were laughing so hard.

We were almost able to regain control, until Nikki said, “I think I just peed myself!” and we fell apart again!

Finally.after several failed attempts, we ran out of the giggles and everyone took a deep breath. “Okay, you little slut,” I interjected, “we aren’t going to let you make a statement like that without an explanation.are we girls?” Of course, I had already seen Teddy’s beautiful package, so I knew that Felecia wasn’t lying! But this conversation was going in one of my favorite directions and I wanted to keep it going.

“No way, Felecia, Nancy’s right,” said Nikki, “you two looked really hot together! Tell us what happened, okay?”

She just sat there smiling that mischievous Felecia smile. I knew the story would be “oh so hot,” and it was!

“Well.like.I had been talking to Teddy a lot for the last three weeks or so, ever since our first date,” Felecia began. “That first time in the hotel room with Nance and C.J. had been so.”

“The what?” Nikki interrupted! “The first time where?”

“The first time I was with Teddy and Nancy was with C.J.”

“You had sex with them?” Nikki looked surprised. “Oh, my God!”

We all started giggling again at the look on her face. “Nikki, we tried to tell you that first time,” I explained. “Felecia and I are lovers, but we love men too! We just want to have fun.but, go on with your story, Felecia.”

“Kay.well.as I was saying, the first time in the hotel had been so awesome, that he and I decided to get together, like.just us. When we got to the party, we sat on the porch swing for the first hour and just talked. But I had something special planned for us so I said to him, ‘Ted.I have a surprise for you!’ His eyes narrowed and he said, ‘What’s that?’ I said, ‘I can’t show you here; we need some place private; do you know where we could go?’ He just smiled and told me to follow him.

“We walked down the driveway to the garage and climbed the steps on the side to this little apartment-like room. He said that when his folks came to visit, this was where he and C.J. slept.”

“No wonder we couldn’t find you all night,” I said with a grin.

“Yeah, like.later.when I thanked Cee for letting us use the room, I found out he had worked it out with Teddy that we wouldn’t be disturbed. That Teddy! He knew we were gonna have some fun and he set it up with C.J. ahead of time. We locked the door and didn’t even turn on the lights because the floodlights from the pool deck were streaming in the window on one side. It was very pretty in there. There were two twin beds against one wall and a small kitchenette on the side with a table and four chairs. The corner next to the window had a beautiful oriental rug with a love seat and an end table. We stood in the shadows by the wall next to the window, watching the party and talking.

“Then Teddy said, ‘Look, Felecia.C.J. and Nancy are kissing’!” Felecia turned and looked at me, Nicole.she said, “That was a pretty hot kiss, Nance! You must’ve loved that!”

“Yeah,” exclaimed Jessi in a teasing, mocking voice, “I saw you two kissing, too, but you seemed to disappear after that! Where did you go?”

Rather than answer Jessi, I urged Felecia, “Keep going.this is starting to get really good!”

Felecia gave me a knowing look, but she continued, “Well.anyway, Teddy and I started kissing too. He spun me around and pinned me against the wall next to the window. Oh, my God, girls.that kiss was so awesome! We were in no hurry and our lips and tongues were just so soft and warm. I’m not sure how long we stood there, but it was pretty long.

“After a while, we pushed away from each other. Both of us breathing hard but our eyes were locked. ‘Wow!’ he finally said, ‘That was hot!’ I didn’t say anything but I pulled him back to me; then I put both hands on his cute ass and gave it a little squeeze. He smiled and kissed me again and this one was so passionate. I already had wanted him to fuck me.but this kiss made it twice as bad!

“When we broke apart this time it was me who said, ‘Oh, my God, Teddy.wait!’ This time I had to stop and gather my thoughts. I could hardly think straight, but lik