Ksxy

Henry

In some ways, this had been a total bust. What sort of news story can you make about a nude argument involving the president's daughter? Now if there'd been anyone else in the room, it might be a different story. Still, not only did we see it, we got it on tape! Maybe with a little research, we could build a story around the tape.

I grinned like a schoolboy and looked over at Sam. "I got it all on tape...sweet, cute Jenna Bush - drunk and naked." No coincidence that I was looking at Sam while thinking about sweet, cute, naked girls.

She glanced away for a moment, and when she couldn't get KC's attention, she leaned close to my ear. "I'll bet you could make a killing over the internet with that tape..."

I stopped smiling. Thoughts ran through my mind. The smile came back, even bigger. I leapt up from my seat and exclaimed, "Sam! You're a genius! We could get so rich! We'll have to be careful how we do it, but I know the right people for this sort of job."

I grabbed both her hands and pulled her up to give her a big, tight hug. Very distracting, even with the image of Jenna dancing in my head still. I broke the hug with the still-surprised Sam and gave her a quick but strong smacker right on the lips. I started singing softly to myself, "If I were a rich man...yadda-deedle-didle-deedle-didle-deedle-didle-dum!"
 
Allie

The waves continued to rush over me as his tongue was not about to let any of my sweetness escape. As I finally began to settle down, I leaned back on the desk and looked down at Miller, who was licking his lips to capture the rest that was on his lips. He obviously had not lost any of his talents with his mouth.

I glanced at the clock on the wall and noticed the broadcast started in less than 10 minutes. "Miller, you better get that makeup on fast, and you better do a good job tonight - who knows, I might give you a reward later." He began to scurry around getting ready, as our new weather girl Kelly came in the door - it's almost air time...."
 
Another bead formed on the head of his erection.

"Let me tell you a story Miss Keene. You needn't take notes, I'll summarize it when I finish."
The major continued to stroke himself...

"As I go on with this story though, a considerable amount of liquid may seep from my cock. If you wouldn't mind perhaps you can use the tip of your pencil again, or one of your elegant fingers or your lovely tongue to convey it to your lips?...Thank you."

He began...
"Once there was a military man, who was being tortured by an Eastern foe. They stripped him and tied him to a tree. An extraordinarily beautiful and exotic woman did the dirty work. She looked and was dressed rather like you are Miss Keene.
This man had been at war and away from women for a very long time. The sight of her caused his penis to become engorged. She watched this enjoying his involuntary reaction to just her presence and then by subtle movements and actions she sought to increase his frustration a hundred fold.
She sat in acomfortable chair right in front of him and crossed her legs, long wonderful legs like yours. She was so close she could have reached out and grasped the poor soldier's cock but she didn't.
She touched his groin with her knee though, a quite lovely knee and observed his erection rising prodigiously, the vein on the underside pulsing, the head purpling with tumesence. She touched it with the tip of a pen she'd brought to record his confession. She unbuttoned her blouse to show that she wore no underware. His fevered eyes could see the stiffness of her nipples almost tearing through the silky fabric that covered them.

Goaded beyond all reason the Major, by superhuman efforts tore off the chains and fetters and threw himself on the startled woman.
His cock was the beast that controlled him, he hurled her to the ground, tore off her delicate clothes, spread her legs wide and fucked her for five and a half hours..."

The Majors face was flushed, his breathing fast and precum had pooled on his glans and was running over his fingers...

"Did you get the point of the story Miss Keene?
Such a thing should not happen to a man twice in his life! Must history repeat? Or can we find a gentler way?"
 
Miller

I rushed to get ready, nothing new. One time (not at band camp) I had one makeup artist applyin the last touches as I was dumping a load into another's throat. Ah, those were the days.
I could tell the little weather girl knew something was up, as the smell of Allie's juices hung in the air. Not to mention the grin on my face.
 
Misty Keene

She smiled dangerously at the Major, “Quite an interesting tale. Five and a half hours did you say? The stamina of that particular military man must have been absolutely amazing. I wonder if that’s because of all that the rigorous training.”

She placed her notepad aside and stood up to slowly walk to the Major’s side. She tiptoed till her lips were merely centimeters from his ear and whispered sensuously, “Unfortunately, that poor man had no control. I detest men like that. I want a strong and powerful man, one who can withstand any temptation. I refuse to touch a man until I see his worth by watching him cum on his own.”

She moved one leg to slide lightly against his, soft silk against powerful thighs. She made sure he could feel the points from her nipples pressing through her blouse to lightly brush against his arms and chest as she continued to move towards his other side. She took careful pains to avoid touching his throbbing member that he was vigorously stroking. She merely brushed against the soft sacs with her knee. She skimmed her lips lightly across his parted lips as she made her way to stand on his other side.

Again she tiptoed to whisper. However this time she placed a small hand lightly over his own as he began to stroke faster. Again, she refused to touch his penis. “I like a man who can withstand the sight of a woman who begins to open her blouse until her breasts are barely hidden by the fabric. And when she reaches behind her to untie her hair so that her tresses spilled down her back, her blouse opens up even more.”

She pressed her hand harder against his, as the Major increased his speed. She smiled as a drop of glistening precum succumbed to gravity and fell to the carpet. She gently licked his earlobe as she continued to murmur softly. “I like a man who can stand firm and strong as the woman slowly lets the blouse slid off her and onto the floor. Her breasts are now fully visible to him but he cannot touch. He could only watch as she slowly caressed them pausing to tease the nipples until they perk up prettily.”

She pressed herself against his muscular arm so that he could feel the soft curves from her body. Without pausing she continued, “Of course her skirt would be sliding down past her hips, past legs encased in silk stockings, to pool like a puddle on the floor.”

She removed her hand to gently grasp his the wrist from his free hand. She brought it lightly against her and began to slowly placed it over her breast, “I want a man who can control himself even when the woman takes his hand to draw it over her waist until it rests on one breast which fits perfectly within his large hand. He’ll be allowed to trace the nipple and feel it harden beneath his fingertip.”

She pulled his free hand away and moved it slowly to her knee and guided it up her skirt, “I want a man who has patience and control even though the woman brings his hand to her thigh, knowing that his fingertips are only inches from knowing her most intimately. That her desire, warm and moist is waiting to for his hands, his tongue, and to feel his power within her.”

She blew softly into his ear as she gently placed his free hand to join the other on his penis. By now the Major is pumping furiously, his penis purple and ready to explode, his face flushed, his breathing hard. Her eyes were passion filled as she watched him. She stepped back, “I’m positive you’re much more in control that the particular man in your story. I want to see you cum. I want to know exactly how much stamina you have for my notes before I attempt anything else.”

She smiled and challenged him, “Show me your worth, Major.”
 
Visions of Miss Keene doing eaxactly what she so vividly described were swirling in the Majors brain. His recent urge to hurl her down on the plush carpet and split her open with his throbbing, aching cock were giving way to another and more confusing desire, one which seemed to come from deep inside him. Very deep.

Control yourself she said. The voice of a woman, the voice of his lost love. Control yourself for Misty Keene is more than she seems. She is dangerous. She is as strong as you, maybe stronger. Show her what you are made of...there is time...patience...control...patience...

Misty's eyes were alight with a feral glow as she watched him. Leaning close, her breath a delicate wing brushing the fevered tip of his raging penis.
Her hands had been on his hands as he stroked himself, her nipples had touched him as she moved like a shadow around him, whispering...whispering...
He was so near...so near and she knew it. She knew her words , her body, her presence were driving him to the edge with the speed of a freight train.
His cock was livid from the incessant stroking, precum oozed from it in an almost constant flow. The aching, itching demand for release was almost unbearable. He wanted to geyser into her face and hair, cover her with a lacquer of hot spend, soak her blouse with it, plaster it against her pretty little breasts, fill her lap with it, watch it run in rivers down her smooth ivory legs. Choke her with it...
But...but...

"Bitch."

He said,
"I can cum right now....rockets of sperm, for you to see...to show you my 'worth'."
His hand squeezed tighter, the veins along his shaft pounding with blood flow,

"But...I will wait until you ...give me a sign...to release."
His breath was short, rapid, his voice rasping, sweat beaded the taught muscles of thighs, chest, arms...
"But then you ...will have to pass...my test...to show me your...'worth'"

The tension in the room was shrinking it to the dimensions of a phone booth.
 
Sam

KC snapped her cell phone shut, and strode over to the van.

"I think I may have another lead, but I need to check it out solo. Henry, can you drop me off at this address?"

She pressed a piece of paper into his hand, and climbed into the van.

"Oh, and my contact said he could give me a lift back to the station, so I won't be needing you two the rest of the morning. I'll just see you back at the station. Sam, hopefully I'll have something to give you to write up."

Henry and I looked at each other, and scrambled up into the van. Henry's concentration was on finding the address listed on the slip of paper KC had given him. He eventually pulled up in front of a huge house in an exclusive area of the city, and KC hopped out.

"I'll phone into the station, let them know what's up. See you two later."

As she walked up to the house, Henry and I looked at each other.

"Now what?" I asked.

I'd never been out on a story and wasn't sure if we were just supposed to head back to the station, or if we had some "free" time.

"I have an idea," Henry said, with a twinkle in his eye.
 
Misty Keene

Her eyes narrowed imperceptibly at his words as she watched the Major begin to sweat and shake even as he controlled himself from erupting though he had not stopped stroking himself. The man had incredible will power. She was beginning to suspect why headquarters had an interest in him.

She was mesmerized by the blur of his hand around his swollen cock while his enormous balls bounced against the side of his powerful thigh. She watched in fascination as a bead of sweat slid slowly down the iron cords in his neck to make its way lazily down his broad chest. The tiny glistening dewdrop slid until his dark colored nipple stopped it. She smiled wickedly as she leaned forward to lightly lick the drop. Unable to resist, she bit down lightly on the little nubbin of flesh.

She heard the Major hiss between clenched teeth. She laughed, a light and airy sound, at this as she lightly ran a fingertip from his abdomen to his lips. She stretched her body against his side, pressing against him as she slowly rubbed her silk covered leg against his. She could feel his steely muscles trembling. She nibbled lightly at his earlobe, as she spoke, “That wasn’t a very nice name you called me and extremely rude of you to even question me on my worth.”

She pulled his face towards her as she captured his lips in a passionate kiss. She nibbled at his lips before using her tongue to dart into the corners of his mouth with little thrusts that were deliberately building a fire of desire within him.

While toying with his mouth, she slid her hands down both his strong arms to capture his thick wrists with her slender fingers. Very carefully she pulled his hand away from his cock to place them instead behind his head urging him to lace his fingers. She knew full well that this powerful man could very well resist her but he had no idea who he was dealing with.

She urged him to stand with his legs apart before sliding her left hand to lift his balls and his cock. Her touch was like electricity through his body. She pulled her lips from his as she gave him a final lick and smiled at him. “It was very bad of you to call me a bitch and as for my worth, you have no idea what I am capable of. If you move from this position, I shall leave.”

She moved behind him and blew softly against the skin on the back of his neck. A small cool finger traveled lightly down his spine to rest gently at the top curve of his firm buttocks. “As for cumming, I’m afraid your indiscretion requires that your wonderful cock to wait longer until I tell you otherwise. Again, if you cum before I give you permission, I shall leave.”

Her eyes were smoldering with passion as she moved to stand before him never stopping her light butterfly caresses over his skin. She stepped back and began to slowly undress until all she wore was her satin chemise, which was just long enough to cover the top of her thighs. Her black lace garter held up her silk stockings that encased slender legs. The Major could see the dark outlines of her areolas and the harden nipples pressed against the material. He was surprised not to find a dark outline below her flat stomach and realized that she was quite bare there.

She walked slowly to stand before him, letting his eyes travel slowly over her body. She smiled as she looked at his rock hard sex which twitched and stayed purple. The Major stood firm, his body taut with tension. She smiled and wondered how long he would be able to control his most primal urges.

Her eyes glowed with a purple fire as she dropped down and kissed his balls lightly. She took care to avoid touching his cock for now. She ran her tongue over them, mouthing them and feeling them gently. The skin was soft and salty tasting. The Major’s hips began to undulate from the sensuous feeling but a warning look from her immediately caused him to still his movement.

He groaned and closed his eyes as she continued her sweet torture. She opened her pretty mouth and used her tongue to lift his balls so that she could mouth the whole scrotum, sucking on it, nipping at it. The Major’s cock was ready to burst by now. His legs were trembling even more, his fingers were now clenched so tight that his knuckles cracked.

She released them and blew lightly against them. By now her own sex was wet and hungering for his touch but she was in full control. There was a reason why she was one of the top agents. She smiled darkly as she looked up at the Major’s face that was now twisted in sweet agony. She moved against his leg, so that he could feel the soft curves of her breasts and the harden peaks of her nibbles.

She knew her next step would make him cum. She was certain of it. She stilled her administrations and looked up, her hands however never ceased their feather light caresses on the back of his thighs. She waited for the Major to open his eyes and look down.

Her eyes locked with his momentarily before she slowly took his whole length in her mouth. The growl that erupted from him was fierce and loud. His whole body trembled as she sucked and licked his cock, pulling hard and gentle at alternating rhythms. Back and forth she went on the thick rod. The smooth tip bumping against the roof of her mouth and then the back of her throat.

By now the Major’s hips were pumping shamelessly, grinding up against her small mouth. His groans were loud and hoarse in the small office. His hips continued to rock violently back and forth, his hands were no longer behind his head but on hers. She reached a hand back to rub her finger lightly around his crack before pushing deeper towards the puckered opening of his anus.

Her tongue moved around his penis to press against the most sensitive part. The Major now had his own driving rhythm as she waited eagerly for the impending explosion.
 
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Henry

I had been thinking about how best to profit from the tape. It would be easy to sell it to someone for a small lump sum, or license its use to various sites on the net. But it would quickly get spread about if I allowed just anyone with money to use it. No, I had a better idea.

"We're going to start a porn site."

I could see the look on Sam's face, and I'd expected as much. I explained that if we had an exclusive place to put it, we could make a hell of a lot of money. "We'll need to set up a site with some other content too, but the centerpiece will be this baby right here." I waved the video tape in the air. "I know someone who can write the page and handle all the technical details, so all we need to do is find some girls willing to bare it for a little cash, and we've got it made!"

I paused, waiting to hear her reply. Maybe I'd been a bit too rash; some people wouldn't want to be associated with pornography. I'd learned that lesson the hard way a long time ago. Still, I was holding hope that she'd be willing to go in on the deal. Of course there were things I wanted from her other than commercial partnership, but I'd never been one to pass up an opportunity for that kind of money.
 
Sam

"We're going to start a porn site."

When Henry said those words, I sat there a bit shell-shocked. As he went on to explain the details, I kept running the idea over again and again in my mind.

A porn site? Girls wanting to take it all off? Would it work? Would it fly?

"You know Henry, we could lose our jobs over this. I mean, fired BIG TIME! Never work in the industry again."

"Yeah, Sam, I know that. But if this takes off, hell, we'd never have to work another day in our lives. We'd be set."

Hmmm...he did have a point there. I had friends who were operating web cam sites. Pulled in big dollars for little output. And it was a legal operation, could be run from a house, and could operate nationwide - hell even internationally.

"Well, one thing that most folks don't realize is that we have some pretty active people right at the station who would make good candidates for a porn site - both women AND men!"

I look at Henry long and hard. Could I trust him? Yeah, he was cool. Obviously putting his trust in me to tell me about such a venture. Hell, there might even be a few perks along the way.

"OK...how long would it take to set up? I think I may know of 2 or 3 girls who might consider taking their clothes off for an internet site - friends who went to college and can't find a job now. And, big question, how much would start up capital be?"
 
When her hands pulled his away from his groaning engorged penis it wa almost a relief. The unnatural control he'd been exercising had drained him of everything. He was still totally rigid, pulsing and swollen, but he needed a respite if not from the ravening hungry arousal she was causing, then at least from the sheer physical excess of the fevered constant masturbation.
Her breath and her words and her lips continued to toy with him, to tease him. He wondered how it must appear...the big strong Major, sweat running down his muscled body, his cock a curving twitching mast thrust out before him, and this little slip of a girl, half his size, moving around him touching him, here there, everywhere, ordering him, commanding him!...

He watched her in a fevered dream, slowly remove her clothes and as each garment fell the body he'd fantasized about began to reveal itself. The nipples that pushed so tightly against the chemise were made for his lips to nurse, his fingers to caress. Her sex was shaved, he could tell easily and he imagined his tongue bathing the smooth swell of her mons, parting her lips and entering her...
His cock began to pulse rapidly, he felt the first turning, shuddering of an involuntary release,

CONTROL! the voice shrieked,

He tried to think of other things, news stories,
a cold beer, the war, oriental girls, this girl,
misty, naked and...

The touch of her delicate fingers on his tight aching sac, cupping his testicles, rolling them and then her tongue, licking...
Sweet Jesus!
How much could he stand!
He drove himself forward, almost a reflex action, wanting to sink his cock between those teasing, tantalizing lips of hers.

Then it got worse...her mouth encased him, his hard balls were inside, he felt her gently suck, felt her tongue, pushing, moving them...
"Oh GOD!"

Precum shook from the tip of his twitching tortured cock. He had to cum...HAD TOO!

CONTROL...NOW! ONCE MORE...Once more...once more...

She released him from the sweet agony and he felt her warm body moving sinuously against his leg, his thigh between the firm curves of her breasts. He opened his eyes and looked down, her pretty lips were pursed, blowing on the swollen head of his erection.
She looked up at him, eyes dark magnets that locked with his. Then very deliberately she opened her mouth and slowly but surely began to take him inside. He watched her lips encircle the wide purple head and without pause move down the pulsing throbbing, length. His surprize and disbelief turned instantly into a hot blasting wave of arousal and desire.

"GHhhhRRRRRRR!!!"
His hands lashed out and laced into her hair, his thighs tightened and he pushed himself up into her face. He was imbedded in her, the length of his cock disapearing into her as he ground himself harder and harder against her. There was hardly a vestige left of the Major. What he was was furiously thrusting itself into Misty Keenes sweet mouth...
When her slender finger entered his ass, it was all over.

The wave that took him almost halted his heart, his body went rigid as the mindless itching all consuming force shuddered through him. The void opened and he fell, spiriling down, then up to become the weighted rocketed loads of cum that erupted from his pumping cock into the sucking
open mouth of his tormentor.



OOC...Whew! Jazz, your a hard one top!
 
Henry

She said yes! I was so excited, it took me a moment to come back to her question. "Start-up capital? Hmm. We're talking a few hundred dollars to pay for the initial website production, and a few more for each model. There will be a small overhead for film and video, but I've got the equipment we need already. Not to mention ongoing expensives for support and updated content. If we could get some people to pose for free, that would bring down the price too, but otherwise, I think we're looking at a couple thousand dollars to get us to the point where we can pay everyone on subscription fee revenue."

Even with the serious business planning going on, I was getting incredibly exited. And even a little horny. I'd always dreamed of working in the porn industry. I'm sure the job wasn't as glamorous as I imagined, but to get paid for taking pictures of naked women was a dream come true.

"Hey, before we get too carried away, we should review the tape to see exactly what we've got." I jumped up into the back of the van and held my hand out to help Sam up. "There's a little tv in the back here that we can use."
 
Sam

My brain started clicking with the mention of the numbers. I thought I would know of a couple of friends who might pose just for the hell of it - pure exhibitionists. The couple of friends from college would want to get paid, but what kind of price would they take?

Then Henry mentioned 2 thousand bucks. Hmm...well, I had half that in the bank that I could probably spare. Things might get a little hectic - keeping my job at Ksxy AND starting this up - but if this idea worked....actually WORKED....I'd make that thousand bucks back within a month, I'd bet. Depending on whether the site took off.

Then again - I could lose a thousand bucks.

As I was figuring, Henry suddenly stood up. I seemed to recall him saying something about watching the tape....

"Sure, might as well see if what we have is worth selling to the public!"

I grab his hand, and we head into the back of the van. Henry turned on the small TV, and then put the tape in the VCR. What came up next was amazing...

There she was, clearly, Jenna Bush - great face shot, absolutely no faking THAT. And there, right on the screen, her round 19yr old breasts bouncing perkily as she screamed her arguments. Henry had backed up and gotten a full shot of Jenna. Her thong panties the only thing other than the heels she was wearing. As she turned her back, Henry had gotten a great shot of a tight ass framed beautifully in a thong panty.

We both laughed nervously at the sight. But the truth was, I was beginning to get a little warm from what I was watching. I was about to suggest we shut off the video, in an effort to "calm down", when I felt Henry's hand on my knee softly stroking and making its way up my thigh. I glanced at him, but he only continued looking at my legs.

I touched his arm, and ran my hand lightly upwards to his shoulder, and then to his neck. As he lifted his eyes to mine, I could tell instantly that he was as nervous as I was. But, I just had to, just had to....

I snaked my hand behind his neck, pulling him to me, our lips meeting there in the darkness of the van.......
 
Henry

The tape was good. Quite good. Watching it with Sam was making me even more turned on than I already was. Even Sam seemed to be affected by Jenna's naked body.

I looked at her, and then down at her legs. The way she was sitting with her legs together and to the side had caused the slit in her skirt to expose an awful lot of thigh, and before I knew what I was doing, I had my hand on her knee.

I felt her hand on my arm and I looked up. I couldn't get over how sexy she looked. When she brought her lips to mine, all thoughts of tapes and sites and money were long gone.

I traced my tongue across her lips, and they parted to greet me. Leaning even closer, I knelt with one leg on either side of her legs, and I wrapped my arms around her body, my hands finding her long, wonderful hair. I pulled her tight to me as we continued kissing.

One of my hands was running through her hair while my other hand was tracing faint lines up and down her back. With every pass of my fingers, I brought them lower on her back, towards the top of her skirt.
 
Sam

As my lips parted for him, I felt his tongue enter my mouth. Delicious and warm, I began to suck on it as my hands wandered over his body exploring every inch of him.

I could feel his hands in my hair and on my body, and they left a trail of electricity wherever they passed. Moaning softly under his lips, my body strained under my clothing. Moving my hands to his shoulders, I pushed away slightly, breaking our kiss as my eyes met his. Looking down, I began to unbutton his shirt as I feel his hands continue to stroke my body. As each button is undone, more and more of his body becomes exposed to me, and I sigh deeply at the sight of his chest.

I feel his hands lift my blouse out of my skirt as his hands make their way up under my blouse, my body shivering at the feel of his hands on my bare skin. Slipping the shirt from his shoulders, I lean forward, my lips once more seeking his, as I feel his hands move to begin unbuttoning my blouse. I smile under his lips anticipating the feel of his hands on my body, my breasts.

Sliding my hands down his chest, I make my way to his waistband, and quickly begin to undo it. Reaching into his pants, I am rewarded by the stiff erection I find there. Gently rubbing him, I hear him moan as he finishes with my blouse and slides it from my shoulders. As he buries his face between my breasts, his arms wrapped around me, his hands in my hair, I begin to stroke his firm, hard cock.
 
Henry

Sam had my shirt off and my pants around my ankles before I even had her blouse undone. When I finally revealed her lace-clad breasts, I felt her hand on my cock. I pulled her close to me and pressed my face to her chest, inhaling her scent deeply.

I fumbled momentarily with her bra straps, and she paused from her ministrations long enough to help me get the latch undone. Placing my hands upon her soft stomach, she cupped my balls in one hand and traced a finger up the underside of my shaft with the other hand. I softly ran my fingers up towards her chest. When I reached the bottoms of her breasts, I traced around the outside and lifted her bra off of them.

When she had it off completely, I paused to take a look at what I had uncovered. Her breasts were simply gorgeous with her nipples standing erect as though reaching out for my hands. I traced circles around her breasts, slowly tightening towards the nipples at the center. When I reached them, I passed two fingers of each hand very lightly on either side of each nipple before flicking one softly with a fingernail.

She touched something somewhere downstairs on me that caused me to shudder a bit and lose track of what I was doing for a moment. I looked into her eyes and found them looking into mine. I leaned in for another kiss.
 
Sam

As his lips found mine, our tongues once again danced together. His fingers teasing my nipples blocked out any other sensation, and I arched my back into his hands, encouraging him to press harder, my nipples demanding attention from his hands.

My hands were lightly stroking the length of his cock, tracing the head and ridge, and outlining the beginning of the veins just starting to protrude. One hand on his balls, lightly squeezing and tracing them with my nails, as my other hand wrapped around his thickness and stroked him from base to head. I could feel his hips begin to move towards my hand, and I smiled under our kiss.

Breaking from him, I slide onto my knees, bringing his cock to my mouth. Moving my tongue up and down the shaft, I lick from base to head, occasionally sucking lightly with my lips. Coming up to the top, I touch the head with just my tongue. Moving it around, tracing the ridge with my tongue, feeling all the contours of his cock. I feel his hands on my breasts, squeezing, rolling the nipples between his fingers, driving me crazy.

I feel him bend over me, his fingers beginning to unbutton and then slowly unzip my skirt.....
 
Henry

It was an awkward bend to get at her skirt from here, but I wasn't about to interrupt the wonderful treatment I was getting. I began to pull at the zipper on her skirt when I felt her take the head of my cock completely into her mouth, flicking the tip with her tongue. The feeling was so intense, I had to stop for a moment. When she pulled her head back, I had the zipper down in one fell swoop. The skirt became loose and fell down just a bit, revealing the tops of her black pantyhose with her panties underneath.

Just as she was running her tongue up the underside of my cock, I placed my hands under her ass and pulled her into a standing position so I could remove her skirt completely. I pulled it down to her ankles and she stepped out of it after kicking off her heels.

I looked up at her from my position squatting on the floor of the van before her. She was clad in only her black pantyhose and white panties. She had full, beautiful legs, and they looked simply fabulous in the black hose. I grinned up at her, and she smiled back. Placing my hand on her heel, I began tracing small circles up the back of her calves and thighs. When I reached her panties, I switched to my other hand, tracing the tips of my four fingers across the fabric to her other leg and down to her other foot. I brought fingers from both hands across the insteps of her feet and up the insides of her leg this time, starting quickly, but slowing down as I approached her crotch.

She shivered slightly at my teasing. When I reached the center, I planted a kiss on the fabric covering her cunt and dragged my teeth across where I figured her clit would be. Another shiver. She brought her hands down and pushed my face further into her crotch for a moment of pressure.
 
Sam

Oh, the teasing was driving me crazy! Henry's hands running the length of my nylon-clad legs was enough to cause goose-bumps to rise on my flesh.

When he pushed his face into my pussy, it was almost more than I could stand. I wrapped my hands about his head, pushing him into me, wanting to feel his teeth against my clit. I felt his arms wrap around my legs, his hands pressing into my ass, pushing me towards him. Throwing my head back, I could feel my hair tickling my back, as I relished every moment.

Suddenly I hear the tearing of nylon, and quickly snap my head up as I look down. Henry has grabbed the crotch of my pantyhose between his teeth and has begun to tear out the crotch with his teeth as his hands work at making the opening even wider. My juices started to flow - soaking my white lace panties. I knew my scent would be unavoidable to Henry, and my heart began racing at the thought.

He licked and nibbled at the white lace that covered my sex from him, then looked up at me.

"I don't think you will be needing these, do you?"

Before I could answer, I heard the ripping of lace as his teeth tore the lace from my body, leaving my clit exposed to him. As he continued to tear through the fragile material, my cunt became open to him, my juices clearly visible. As his tongue flicked over my clit, I gasped and held him to me even more tightly. The feeling of nylong still covering my legs, his tongue on my clit, his fingers running over the smoothness of my lips, more than I could bear, as I felt my body reacting - bearing down on an orgasm that seemed to well up from the very core of my being.

Bending over Henry slightly, I let the waves of pleasure wash over me, bucking and spasming over his tongue as I gripped him even more tightly.

As I slowly came back to earth, Henry held me tightly to him, before I lowered myself to him, kissing him deeply, tasting me on him.

Smiling, I look up at him...."Your turn, hon!"
 
Henry

I was surprised at how easily Sam's panties tore when I pulled at them. Her erect clitoris was quite visible there amongst the folds of her cunt and her reddish-brown pubic hair. My tongue flicked across it and her knees almost buckled.

Bringing my hand around front, I began softly playing my fingers across her cunt while I licked and nibbled at her clit. From her muffled moans, I figured I must be doing something right. She began bucking, and I had to tighten my other hand's grip on her ass too keep her in position. I took her clit between my lips and sucked on it. That seemed to do it. She whimpered and squirmed under my hands and mouth in the throes of orgasm.

Settling down in front of me, Sam grinned and told me that it was my turn. Putting a hand on either shoulder, she pushed me onto my back and winked. Her hair fell on my chest as she slowly moved downward towards my erection. Noticing me shiver at the touch, she deliberately let just the tips of her hair tickle my chest and stomach as she moved her way down my body far too slowly for my tastes. I reached up my hands to hurry her up and she immediately pinned them at my side, moving even slower, as if to punish me for my impatience.

My cock twitched involuntarily as Sam approached my crotch. For a few seconds, she did nothing but tease my cock with her hair. Then she tossed her hair back over her shoulder, pulled my pants down to my ankles, and pushed my knees apart. She kept my hands pinned to my side and she leaned down in between my legs to flick the underside of the head of my cock with the tip of her tongue.

She lifted my balls with her lips and softly ran her teeth across the underside. I half-heartedly tried to move my hands again and settled for pushing my ass up into the air. She placed her lips over the head of my cock and bobbed her head up and down, popping the bottom ridge of the head in and out of her mouth.

It was a bit much and I let out an unavoidable grunt. She looked up at me and smiled again.
 
Sam

I loved teasing a man, prolonging his pleasure until he believed it was certain agony. Bringing him to the point of thinking his body would explode, only to let him sink back to earth.

As I did this now, with Henry, I was enjoying the teasing he was undergoing. And it appeared that he did as well. As I smiled at him, I could see the want and desire in his eyes, the pleading for release.

"Not yet, hon."

I lowered my head and started to lick the shaft of his hard cock slowly up from the base to the head, working my way around letting my hair and breast tickle and press against his flesh. Circling the head of his erection with my tongue, I gently lap at the pre-cum oozing from the head, ficking my tongue across the tiny opening.

Moving lower, I run my tongue around the ridge, gently pressing my tongue into the sensitive spot on the underside. The way his cock jumped and throbbed told me I had reached that spot.

Slowly, I circled the head of his cock with my lips, sucking lightly, my tongue still playing across the head. I lowered my head once more, sucking as I went, listening to his heavy breathing and moans of pleasure. His hips began bucking towards my mouth and as he did, I withdrew my mouth.

Smiling up at his pleading eyes, I moved lower until I reach his balls. Licking gently, letting my tongue play over the smooth, delicate sac, I feel his body lurch as I smile to myself. Taking first one and then the other into my mouth, I begin to suck and lick the tender sac, already beginning to tighten against his body. Henry's moans grow louder, and I take his balls from mouth and lean my head against one thigh?

"So. What would be your pleasure, Henry? Just tell me...."
 
Henry

"Oh, man." I could think of nothing more coherent at that moment. I'd never been that sexually charged before, and it was difficult to respond. Looking down at her pretty face, nestled there next to my crotch, I was awed by the sight.

"You." It was the only word I could think of. "I want you." I sat up and pulled her up to give her yet another kiss, my arms wrapping around her and pulling our bodies tight together. My cock slid across her hose-covered legs as we came together and was pushed up against her stomach. Our tounges fought, and Sam repositioned herself, putting her legs on either side of my waist. I put my legs out straight and brought her down in my lap. Again, her legs rubbed across my shaft as she settled down.

Our lips parted long enough for her to grin at me wickedly. I put my hands on her waist and lifted her far enough to get into position. Her hands came down and grasped my cock, guiding the head to the entrance of her cunt. Her own weight helped to push myself into her further. I was pushing in slowly, trying not to go too fast when she reached up and put her fingers in my armpits, tickling me. When I dropped her, she guided herself down much faster, and I pushed all of the way into her.

The feeling was incredible. I sat there for a moment, trying not to overload on sensation. Then she planted her hands on my shoulders and began lifting her body up.
 
Sam

I slowly lifted myself off of him, almost to the point of pulling Henry out of my body. Then slowly glided back down. Up....down....up.....down. Slowly, watching the look of ecstacy cross his face.

My hands were running along his body, covering every inch of his torso, feeling him, delighting in him. My legs rubbed against his body - the hose creating a deicious sensation between our bodies.

He moved his hands down to my body, running them over my thighs and up to my hips. Moving around behind me, he felt and kneaded my ass, before using his hands as an attempt to guide me.

Smiling, I'm amazed at how quickly he wants me to move, yet I have resolved to tease just slightly. Moving considerably slower than what he would like, I do increase my tempo, moving up and down with greater speed. His hands urging me on, I begin to move faster and faster, placing my hands on his shoulders for bearing.

Before I know it, I am slamming down hard onto his cock, his fingers digging into my ass, his face contorted with pleasurel. My clit rubbing against him is beginning to swell and come to life. I feel my orgasm building from deep within me. I move faster and faster, grinding my hips against him as I lower myself.

As I feel the beginning of the wave of pleasure begin to wash over me, my hands tighten on his chest as I slow my movements, my pussy clamping down hard on his cock. My body shaking, head thrown back, I cry out into the van as my orgasm takes me over fully...
 
Henry

At first I tried to take in all the sensations together. Her soft hands running up and down my chest. The fabric of her hose rubbing against my hips. And of course her wet sex completely surrounding my cock. Soon it was impossible to think about it all.

I tried to keep quiet, but the feeling was so intense that I couldn't help but let out a few involuntary grunts. The mere concept of concentration vanished as I lost myself completely to the pleasure.

I struggled to get more, somehow trying to push more of myself into her with each thrust, straining for release. She cried out in pleasure, and I let loose a strangled syllable as I reached even higher levels. I completely lost my ability to control her thrusting and just pulled her into me as tightly as possible, squirting jet after jet into her warm body.

Recovering my breath, I continued to hold her close to me. We had fallen over and I was lying on my back. The smell of sweat and sex filled my head. I was completely exhausted.
 
I hate to hit everyone with this so unexpectedly, but I have discovered that SRP takes up way too damn much of my time. Too much time that I need to use for other things in my life. I sincerely apologize for not giving advance notice. You may write my character out of the story or give the character to anyone who wants it. I've enjoyed writing with all of you, but it's a bit too much work for me. Thank you all, and again, sorry.
 
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