All I have is a name (pm to enter)

Ladyme

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*i woke up in a field, not a stitch of clothing on me, and not a clue as to who I am, only knowing my name is Sloane. In my hand is a crumpled piece of paper with some writing. It reads "You were meant for one thing. Find it and all you meet will help." Looking down at myself, my skin is flawless, my ass perfectly round, my tits the size of cantaloupes, my waist thin and my belly flat, and my nipples hard and erect* what was I meant for?
 
I approached you, seeing your naked body in the field....your nice tits, erect nipples, round ass pulling me like a magnet. I felt myself getting hard as a rock.......hornier than I felt ever before. I stood infront of you....taking my thik hard cock out.......you were meant to be my playmate.....I am telling you, have my cock....
 
Devon's car was parked at the edge of the field. After putting his practice gear in the trunk he pulled out his phone to text the wife, but the sight of a naked woman in a field was obviously distracting. "Miss? Are you okay?" He looked around, wondering if this was a prank or even a trap.

He couldn't resist taking a photo or four with is phone before approaching the woman. "Miss? Are you okay?" He got close enough to offer a hand and realized she was completely naked and physicaly perfect. He felt his cocktail strain against his pants as he became hornier than he'd ever felt in his life.

He pushed the thoughts away as best he could, his cock aching to enter this woman. "Uh... Miss... we should get you some clothes or... not?"
 
*looking up at you, I take your hand and get up, my legs wobbly. I accidentally fall on top of you, pushing you to the ground by accident* I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I-I don't know where I am or why I'm here or what to do! Can you help me? *scrambling up, I sit on my heels, crying at my confusion and lack of memory* clothes? Thank you, you're very kind. *looking at you, I smile, glad I met someone who would help me find my purpose*
 
I feel myself almost cum when our bodies collide. I takes all my focus and concentration to remember my wife. "It's okay." I start to unbutton my jersy revealing a wall of muscles honed over years of professional baseball and training. "Here, put this on." I still suspect this is a trap of some kind but seeing you cry breaks my heart.

I wrap the jersy around you shoulders and scoop you into my arms. I feel my body tremble with desire as I carry you back toy Audi.
 
Oh! *not expecting you to pick my up, I cling to you, pressing my tits against you. I'm sorry if I'm being a burden for you....... *i tried not to ogle at your muscled chest and abs, not wanting to be rude. I rest my chin on your shoulder before you set me in the car. I see you watch me hungrily, and I get an idea. I give you the slip of paper, hoping you know what it means* I don't understand this. Maybe you do?
 
I look down at the paper, then down at you sitting in the passenger seat of my car. I drop the note and look around one last time.

"I don't know. But do you know what to do with this?" I open my pants to free my throbbing cock. It's is already as hard as it can be and lined up with your mouth. If this was a trap I expect you to play dumb... I quietly hope you simply act so I am not responsible for requesting a blow job
 
Y-yes I-I do.... *reaching up to grasp your cock, I start to stroke it. I kiss the tip, moaning at the taste. I slowly start to take you in my mouth, loving the taste of your cock. I stroke you slowly, one hand going to your balls and I hear you grunt. I continue, knowing I'm doing well*
 
I was about to say something to imply that's not what I wanted. The moment you soft lips touch me I don't care anymore. I don't care if this is a set up, I don't care if I'm on a hidden camera show, and I don't even care I'm married. All that mattters, right now, is how unbelievably good your mouth feels.

I run my hands through your hair moaning prayers of how good you are. I start to feel myself building up too quick. You are the best cock suckered I've ever met so I want this to go on forever even as I feel my balls starting to tighten. "Oh my God, that is soo fucking amazing. Oh. And I don't even know your name."
 
Sloane
*quickly going back to your cock, I suck harder, feeling you're on the edge. I bob my head up and down your length, my tongue flicking against the underside of your cock, moaning as I do. I suck you long and deep, your cock entering my throat*
 
I can't think. I'm confused when you say your name, my only thought on why you stopped. My breath quickens as my pulse hammers like heavy metal drummer. I feel myself about to unleash weeks of pent up sexual tension in a series of thick jiz. "I'm going to cum!" is the only warning I feel I can give. I fully expect you to pull back, unwilling to swallow a stranger's load but to my pleasure and surprise you don't stop. I cum harder than I ever have feeling you suck down my juice as it jets from my body. I brace myself on the car as if afraid you'll suck the very strength from my legs.

"Oh shit! My wife won't even swallow." I suddenly remeber I'm married for a moment, then I remeber my dick is still in your mouth so I quit thinking at all.
 
*drinking down your cum, I moan at the taste, loving it. Once I know I drank it all, I pull your cock out of my mouth, licking it clean before looking up at you*
Your wife? Will she be unhappy?
*nervous and very worried, I purse my lips, not sure what to do. Picking up the piece of paper, re reading it*
What we just did, do you think that is what this means?
*my eyes brighten, hopeful I found my purpose*
 
"My wife will be furious. I don't plan on telling her. But, yes, if this isn't your purpose it is certainly your calling." I stuff my sensitive cock back into my pants and help you into the car before closing the door.

"So, you don't remember anything? Just your name?" I think about that for a while. "Well, you also remeber how to suck better than a porn star. Oh my God, that was unbelievable." I start getting hard just thinking about it.

"Well, we need to get you some clothes. You can't walk around naked or you'll get arrested."

He drove out of the park and headed towards the outlet mall.
 
Ok.
*as you drive, I smile, glad I found my purpose. I try to remember my past, but all I get is pain. Each time I try to remember, it feels as if knifes are slicing into my brain. I close my eyes, imagining how many people I will make happy because of my purpose, which makes me smile even wider*
 
We stop at an outlet, I park right at the entrance to an upscale clothing store and offer my hand to you like a proper gentleman. "We can get you something to wear here. They have some of the nicest clothes and... I'll pay for it. All I want, is for you to suck my cock again." I shudder at the thought then lead you into the store.

***
[Jean's Tale]
As the main sales man in a clothing store I make sure I always look good for the ladies. I work out, make sure my denim jeans are European sloppy and my t-shirt define my gym sculpted body. When I see you come in with Devon, wearing only a baseball jersey I can't help but start getting a hard on.

"Hi, I'm Jean." I say, throwing on a hint of an accent for flare. "How can I help you."

The man next to you says, "Here's my card. She needs some clothes so set her up with a full wardrobe. I have to make some calls so I'll be right back." He heads out leaving you with me in the store.

I look you over, resisting the urge to rip off your shirt to a fuck you on the show room floor. "How can I help you... Mrs. ?"
 
Sloane. I'm here for clothing. I don't know who I am, to be honest. Could you help me?
*biting my lip, I look up at you, hoping I might remember some of who I was*
I'm not sure what I like, or what size I am.
*looking around the store, I see a dress that looks like it could fit me*
Oooooh! Do you think that could fit me?
*going to it, I feel you step close enough behind me that when I turn to you, our bodies are pressed together*
Um, you do have a place where I can change into this? Or do I try it out here? Oh!
*i finally notice your hard on when your cock twitches*
Um, ah..........
 
"Yes." I say, quickly stepping back. My cock almost busting through my baggy pants to get to you. "This color might also look good on you, and-" I grab a third, tight fighting with a short skirt. "Right this way. I'll take you to our dressing rooms and you can try them on there."

My heart is racing as I take you back to the dressing rooms. I unlock one with my security key and shove you into without saying a word. I closed it behind us, making it lock but anyone could hear what's going on.

"I'm sorry, but I'm on fire!" I whip open my belt, shove you facing the wall and hold you there by pressing you back. My cock is on fire as I pull it free and then I press my chest to your back. "Don't scream. Don't move." I reach under the jersey and find that the perfect ass I was looking at isn't in a thong after all. "Oh, fuck!" I'm not listening to you. I don't even care what you have to say. "Don't say a thing and I'll give you anything you want in the store." I lick my fingers and rub the moister between you butt cheeks. "Be a good girl for me. And you can have anything you want."
 
Oh!
*as you grab me, I know that my purpose was indeed this. I try to contain my moans as your fingers get me ready. I take your hand so you can use my pussy juices as lube for my ass. Once I'm ready to be fucked, I feel your cock line up to my ass and plunge in. Holding back a moan, I feel you start to fuck my tight ass*
 
I thrust hard into your ass and pause when I'm buried to the hilt. I whisper into your ear, "Oh, you bad girl!" it pull back and thrust in again, then again, each time driving your tits into the wall. "Oh yeah! You're ass feels too good! You've had cock up here before!" I start to thrust harder and faster. I'm almost pushing up the wall each time I drive my dick up your ass. I don't care who hears us. I thrust and grunt over and over and over again. "Oh fuck! I love your ass! This is the finest ass!" I cover your mouth and spank you with my hips.

I continue thrusting in and and out of your perfect back door, loving the feel of your smooth warm cheeks massaging my dick. I can't help but grab your neck. I squeeze just enough to make you light headed while ramming my thick shaft into your rear.

"Oh fuck! You have the best ass! Perfect ass, baby!"

From outside an older woman gasps, "Well - I'm never coming to this store again! Pervert!"

I don't care. I keep thrusting, trying to make you climb the wall as hard as I'm slamming into your back door. "Fuck her! I need to cum! You're so perfect I need to cum!!" I quicken my pace, my pleasure building as I grab your hair and all but pull you back down on my rapid fire cock. "Beg me, baby! Beg me to cum!"
 
Cum! Cum deep in my ass! Fill my ass with your cum! Ah! Yes! Ooooooooooooooooooooooooh! Cum in my tight little ass! Yes!
*cumming hard from your abuse on my ass, I moan and whimper, loving your cock deep in my ass*
 
I grab you hair tighter, thrusting harder and faster. I'm plowing your ass with my own needs, not caring if you're actually enjoying it. "Oh, fucking slut! You love it!!" I feel myself about to cum and grab one of you legs. I pull your knee high against the wall and start shoving my cock as deep as you rear will allow. I'm fucking so hard I'm smashing your tits to the mirror. "Oh fuck! Oh I'm going to give you what you want! I'm going to fill you up, slut! I'm going to cum in your." slam "fucking" slam "ass!!!" I shove deep exploding in your rear and feeling my own cum over flow onto my own balls. "OH! FUCK!" I press you hard to the mirror, almost breaking it just so I can cum as deep as possible. "GODFUCKINGDAMN, baby!" I kiss the back of your neck, and pull my spend dick from you butt.

"Oh, shit..." I have to sit on the chair in the changing room. "Fucking take anything you want, baby. Oh, fuck. Next time you come back... be ready to be fucked raw."
 
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*kissing your cheek, I try on the dress, knowing your sitting there, watching me. Seeing it fits me, I hug you, glad that we helped eachother out*
Thank you so much!
*i hear you say "thank ME? Thank YOU!" Giggling I hug you again, pulling off a top that shows quite a bit of cleavage, some tight pants and other clothes that show off my body*
 
My cock twitches as I watch you clothe and unclothe that perfect body. I want to fuck you again, but my dick can't do more than twitch and my ball feel empty and weightless.

I watch you try on dresses, short skirts, evening gowns. All if it model perfect.

A voice from the front calls out, "Sloane? Are you still here."

I stroke my still spent member and ask, "If you ever want to come shopping here again. Anything you want is free. Tell your guy that we already settled your account." I slowly get up, stuff my sensitive dick back into my baggy pants and hold the door for you, watching you walk out in an impossibly tight skirt that I know will flash any guy looking the moment you lean over.

Devon is waiting for you at the front. He smiled, lust in his eyes already. It's almost like he's even hornier now that you're wearing something. "Wow. Didn't think it was possible for you to look sexier. We've got one more stop to make. Ready?"
 
Yes I am!
*turning, I wave, saying good bye*
He said next time I shop here, everything is free. Where are we going?
*hooking my arm into yours, I smile. Heading out with you as we head to the car*
 
(Devon)
"Free?" I instantly assume you got fucked and for some reason it turns me on. I look you over as the angel you appear to be, but knowing the slut you really are. "You'll see where we're going. But first, I got you a cell phone." I give you the new top of the line phone. "I'll pay the bill on one condition. Every month you suck my dick like you did earlier. And you swallow every drop. Deal?"

I continue to our next destination, opening my pants, while I drive, and pulling out my hot hard on. "Don't just say yes..." I say, suggesting you have to service me for your service in advanced.

I continue to drive hoping you like the phone.
 
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