P. B. Walker
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... any hole/cock will do? Or do ya stick to your standards and possibly go without? Fall back on the ole masturbation til something good comes along?
As an added bonus... a little excerpt from a story I wrote 7 years ago and never posted on Lit or anywhere else. Enjoy... or not. there's a ton more... it's like frickin 20 something pages.
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Friday Night's Lust
She let out a deep sigh as she unlocked the door after a very long tiring Friday at work. Man… she thought, ... what a frickin bummer day. And to top it off, she'd called her hubby and he was gonna be at the office very late, so no "cuddly" time for her tonight. Then she'd called Him, and he'd declined as well. Oh well, another boring Friday night at home with some wine and a good novel.
She closed the door and tossed her keys on the bureau... WHAM. She was crushed into the wall face first and a large heavy weight pressed into her roughly. Her brain couldn't focus. “What the fuck?” she thought to herself. She gasped in a quick breath before being crushed against the wall once more. She felt instant fright. What was this? Who? What was happening?
She felt rough hand slide quickly under her skirt. Oh gawd no, she thought. She hadn't worn panties that day in the hopes that He would be willing to see her. How embarrassing, she thought as her face flushed an instant crimson. “Who the hell was this person?” she thought once again as she felt those rough fingers slide against her warm, bare womanhood.
"Oh, I see we have a naughty little slut here," she heard the man say in a rough voice. "Someone wants punishment."
A cold spike of fear drove through her body as she recognized His voice. Oh shit, she thought. He kept her pinned roughly to the wall as His hands quickly began undoing buttons and zippers roughly. The buttons on her blouse where almost ripped off as He undid them. The zipper on her skirt sounded ungodly loud as it was quickly lowered. A incredibly strong hand gripped the back of her neck and pinned her face first into the wall, as He ripped her jacket and blouse off in one strong pull. Her skirt quickly followed as it was ripped straight down her now shaking legs. She briefly thought of struggling, but knew better. He would only torture her more.
Standing pinned against the wall in only a push-up bra, thigh high hose, and her heels, she closed her eyes and placed her hands flat on the wall at head level, silently giving herself to Him. How had He gotten here so fast? She'd just got off the phone with Him and He'd said He was too busy to see her. And just how had He gotten into her house? Oh gawd, what if her hubby came home? She was so scared... but so incredibly aroused. She could feel her nipples poking through her bra into the cold surface of the wall. Her juices were already wetting the soft curly hair along the sides of her puffy aroused pussy lips. Gawd... what was He gonna do to her?
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He felt kinda bad telling the wife he was gonna be at the office late, but oh well. He was way behind on his monthly report and would catch hell if it were not finished tonight. He was down to the last few finishing touches and just needed to fix them up and make copies. He walked out of his office toward the copy room noticing that the office was practically deserted. Being that it was a Friday evening not many people would be here. Most were at happy hour already. He scrounged through his secretary's desk looking for the copier code and finally found it on a yellow sticky stuck to the side of her monitor. Geez... how could he ever live without her help? She'd saved his ass on more than one occasion. He'd have to remember to get her a great gift on her birthday.
He walked into the copier room, stuck his report into the machine, punched in the right code, typed in the number of copies, and hit "Start". The machine started churning out copies as he stood looking at the control panel, verifying that it was working correctly. He bent over the output bin to make sure the copies where readable, when he felt a soft warm hand grip his ass firmly.
"Hmmmmmmm…” he heard a soft female voice say.
Oh, she's back, he thought while grinning. They'd been flirting HEAVILY for months and months. She was another middle level manager in his division, very hot, very attractive. Her name was Samantha. She'd come aboard three months earlier and he'd been instantly attracted to her. She was a few years younger than him and had an incredible set of legs, a tight little ass, and some large perky round breasts. He'd caught himself quite a few times talking directly to her breasts. He was positive she'd caught him as well, but she didn't seem overly upset about it, so he didn't worry about it much. Normally, he would have stood straight up and moved out of the way, but tonight he was feeling a bit risky, so he held his position wondering how far she'd take it this time.
"Oh my..." she said devilishly, as her hand continue to softly molest him. She got braver, sliding her hand lower, down between his legs.
Oh gawd, he thought, as he felt himself quickly and uncontrollably become hard feeling the tips of her fingers getting closer to his hanging sack. She would notice that very quickly if he didn't stop this teasing soon.
"And how are you this fine evening ma'am", he said as he stood upright. “Ut oh”, he thought with a sinking feeling, “too late”. He could tell just from the feeling in his crotch that his member was standing at full attention and was making a significant tent in his wool slacks.
"Hmmm, are you happy to see me, or is that a gun in your pocket?" she asked as she flashed her pearly whites at him with an evil smile. He quickly blushed and looked down at his shoes, confirming to himself that he was indeed, tenting his slacks, big time. Fuck.
She placed her fingertip under his chin and raised it until they were looking eye to eye. "What do you say to cutting through the idle chit chat?" she said with a hungry look in her eye, "We both know what we want? Don't we?"
"Uhmm..." was all he could manage in his advanced state of arousal.
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She looked at Him pleadingly as He lowered the blindfold over her eyes. She'd already tested the bonds and knew there was no getting out of them. He had her securely strapped to her OWN bed, legs and arms spread wide. Her hose was still on, but He'd removed her heels, and pulled her breasts out of her push-up bra, leaving it on though, causing her breasts to be pushed up and inward, standing at alarming attention. She'd looked down one last time before the blindfold went on and could see her nipples stand up so perky, unable to control the incredible arousal she was feeling. Damn, her hubby could come home at any minute, she thought, how would she explain this. Hubby didn't even know about Him, and hopefully never would. She was so aroused that she knew by now her juices would be making a small puddle on the sheets. Having Him tie her up never failed to make her incredibly wet, but with this added excitement she knew she'd be flowing like never before. She was starting to ache with desire down there already. She'd only met Him a few months before, but He was already the reason she drew breath at all.
With the blindfold firmly in place, the only senses she could use were sound, smell, taste, and touch. Since she was bound, there wouldn't be much touching or tasting unless He permitted it. She tried to quiet her breathing so she could hear better, tilting her head to allow her ears to point in the direction she though He was standing. Music suddenly blared all around her. He'd turned on the stereo incredibly loud. She couldn't hear a thing above the loud music. She turned her head quickly from side to side trying to hear better, but nothing helped. She was down to smell only. She sniffed the air tentatively. Fuck, what was He gonna do now?
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She shoved him hard, back onto the couch in his office, causing the breath to be knocked out of him. He felt panic set in at that moment. He knew she would be a wild thing, but never like this. She'd taken charge immediately. Dragging him back to his office and almost ripping the clothes off him. They'd been standing there in the middle of his office, both half naked, kissing passionately, hands groping, bodies pressed together hotly, grinding into each other, tongues ravaging each other's hot mouths. She'd just stopped suddenly and shoved him hard into the couch. He stared at her blankly wondering what would happen next, hoping he hadn't over-stepped his bounds.
She held his look with a steamy glaze while slowly pushing her skirt to the floor. She nodded at his half-unbuttoned shirt and opened slacks. "Get 'em off, stud!" she said simply while reaching behind her to unclasp her bra. He gasped softly upon seeing her perky melons spring free from her confining bra. He quickly raised his hips and thrust his slacks to his knees, kicking them in the same motion to his ankles. He grabbed the knot in his tie and yanked, loosening it somewhat before it become more knotted. Grunting in frustration he grabbed his shirt and yanked one arm out, before realizing he still hand buttons to undo. Fuck it, he thought, and ripped the rest of them out as he pull it all the way off. Reaching up with both hands he yanked hard on his tie again, pulling on it with all his might, loosening it just enough to fit it over his head. He'd probably never get that knot out, but who cared.
She cupped her breasts roughly, pushing them together and then upward. A thumb and finger from each hand closed on her nipples, pinching and then pulling them outward causing her breasts to rise a bit, before sagging back to normal when she let her nipples go. She smiled evilly as she approached him. He leaned forward to grab her and she stopped him with a hand on his chest. She put a foot on the sofa next to him and stepped up on to it, straddling him. She leaned close to the wall, looking down at him. With one hand she grabbed him by the hair pulling him forward. With the other she yanked aside her g-string panties.
"Now, lick me..." she said in a way that left no room for interpretation.
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She jumped when she felt something very warm and wet close over the big toe on her right foot. It began sucking on her toe strongly. This was something new. He'd never done this before. It was quite a strange feeling, the wet warm mouth sucking and licking her toe. It sent shivers of pleasure shooting up the insides of her legs. It almost tickled but didn't. She had a very hard time keeping her legs still as the wet mouth began moving around her toes, a wet tongue sliding between her toes as it moved down to her pinkie toe. She held her breath, feeling the pleasure shooting up her calves. It was starting to drive her crazy. She wanted that wet tongue on her pussy... Now!
She felt the mouth leave her toes and immediately felt the cold air once the room temperature air hit her toes. She curled her toes wanting the hot mouth back on them. The hot mouth descended on her other foot, taking two of her toes in at once. Pleasure again shot up her legs causing her to grind her hips upward in a wanton fashion, pushing her wet puffy pussy into the air. Gawd, I want more, she thought to herself as she gasped softly and moved her head side to side on the soft pillow. The mouth continued to suck and lick her toes in the same manner it had on her other foot. Her ass muscles clenched and unclenched rhythmically as she ground her hips into the air trying to find anything to touch her.
The tongue and mouth began moving upward, first just licking the top of her foot, then moving to her ankle. Licking, kissing and nibbling it began its journey higher up her leg. Yesss... she thought to herself, now I'm gonna get it. She felt a weight sinking onto the bed next to her chest and then a different warm wet mouth close over her extended left nipple. What the hell, she thought. She could still feel the tongue and mouth on her left leg, now sliding up the inside of her calf. But what was this mouth on her nipple? It was flicking and licking her nipple softly. A wet tongue circled her nipple, making it grow stiffer.
She tried to concentrate through the intense pleasure. Which one was He? And who was this other person? Intense heat flooded her face and neck as she felt herself turn a bright red shade of embarrassment. Oh my god, someone else was there, seeing her spread-eagled and butt-naked! She pulled and thrashed at her bonds trying to free herself. They held tightly. She felt so embarrassed and ashamed, but at the same time, deep down, in the recesses of her mind, incredibly turned on. It was one of her secret fantasies. She'd written about it in her diary. Being taken by two men at once. Used entirely for their pleasure. She had many such fantasies... being with a woman, sex outdoors, sex in a glass elevator, and many more. But this one fantasy was her favorite. Oh fuck, she realized quickly, He must have read her diary. She kept it in her bag. He would have had many chances to read it. What was she in for here, she wondered to herself as the mouth on her nipple began nibbling and sucking harder, pulling on it, biting it, making it harder than she'd ever felt it before.
Pleasure filled her body as the two mouths worked on her in unison. The lower mouth had gotten to her knee and then switched legs. She could feel it now on the inside of her right thigh, tongue swirling and licking it's way slowly upward, raising goose bumps all over her thighs and pelvic region. She felt a set of teeth latch onto her left nipple. The teeth then begin pulling it outward, farther out, and out, pulling her entire breast up. She felt an intense pain fill her breast and shoot through her chest. Then it was released and the blood rushed back into it making it feel intensely swollen and puffy. She gasped loudly and ground her hips into the air once more. Gawd, they were driving her crazy. She wanted cock... NOW... thrusting deep inside her wet wanting pussy. Driving her deep into the mattress. Spreading her hungry cock-crazed cunt.
The mouth below her had reached the top of her thigh, but then had quickly detoured up to her hip, sliding around the edges of her pussy. She groaned in disappointment. She felt a pair of very soft delicate hands softly placed on her hips... holding her down softly. She held still wondering what kind of guy He had brought along. Then she felt something very wet and slick lay across on her right thigh. She instantly knew what it was. That was no man... He'd brought a woman into her bedroom! Holy fucking shit.
She couldn't stop the long drawn out moan that escaped her lips next as the wet pussy on her thigh began sliding back and forth, smearing it's very slick wet juices up and down her thigh...
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"Oh fuck yessss!" she growled as she ground her strong hips into his mouth.
He thrust two fingers into her harder and deeper, reaching for her throbbing G-spot. He'd located it easily and was having fun teasing and rubbing it, making her want more. He had to her entire clit sucked into his mouth and was running the flat part of his tongue back and forth across it in different patterns. First with circles, then up and down, followed by side to side, and then back to neat little tight circles. His other hand gripped her ass tightly, holding her shaking hips still as he attacked her wetness with his mouth. Her hand still gripped his hair, pulling him into her while her other hand gripped and pulled on her round breast. He looked up and watched her face as she quickly approached orgasm. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut and he noticed the bit of drool on the side of her mouth as she panted through her open mouth.
"Oh my god, Mr. Smith!"
He lurched up, almost knocking her over in his attempt to look toward the door. He looked over her thigh and saw his secretary, Judy, standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips and an evil grin on her face. He froze. “Ohhh No!” he thought.
"Just in time, Sis", Samantha said to Judy with a giggle, "I was just about to cum without ya."
"Oh, don't stop on my account, just let me get ready and I'll join ya."
Samantha gripped his hair again and pulled his stunned face back into her now dripping wet cunt. He felt the wetness on her inner thighs smear across his cheeks as his tongue again dipped into her aroused slit. He stiffened his tongue and began flicking it rapidly back and forth, treating her erect clit like the small speed bag at the gym. Pounding it rapidly in a solid steady rhythm while drawing breath through his nose. He heard her small cries of pleasure in between her gasping pants of breath. He knew she was close to flooding his face with her juicy cum. He gripped her ass cheeks in both hands, pulling and pushing on them roughly, man-handling those two tight cheeks in a way that caused her slit and asshole to stretch open.
He felt two pairs of hands on his thighs, fingernails sliding up his thighs. They gripped his boxers and pulled. He stopped long enough to look down. His secretary was very naked and trying to pull his boxers off to set his stiff cock free. She was at least five years older than he was, divorced, and living alone was. He'd never realized how hot she'd look naked. She always wore such conservative clothing that he'd never even thought of her as a woman, much less a hot lusty sex machine, which was the look she was giving him now.
Just as he was raising his hips to allow her to pull his boxers down he heard Samantha whimper, "Oh gawd... please don't stop now." She ground her hips into him in an attempt to get his mouth back on her clit.
"Go on, suck her, make her cum hard, ya fucking stud", Judy said as she gripped his thick hard cock at the base and began to slowly stroke him.
He groaned into Samantha’s cunt as Judy's soft warm hands began to softly pull and push on his stiffness. He swirled his tongue and lips deeper into her soaking slit, digging for her hard clit. He attacked it with gusto now, intending on making her cum all over his fingers and chin. He fucked her hole fast and hard with two arched fingers, banging into her G-spot with each pounding stroke. He felt a wet mouth close over the head of his cock and went into over drive, pounding away at Samantha’s horny pussy.
"Oh, oh, oh... gawwddd... yessss... I'm cumm... I'm c-c-cumming... oh please don't stop... oooohhhhhhhhhh fuuuccck... nowww... I'm CUMMMINNGGGG!" she wailed as all of her muscles clenched and she ground herself into him with such force she pinned his head against the back of the couch. He felt her very strong muscles grip his fingers wetly, milking them deeper into her. She flowed like a river all over his fingers, lips, and chin. He didn't stop his attack until he felt her begin to go limp, slowly unclenching muscles and relaxing onto his shoulders. She gasped for breath and moaned softly.
He began to softly lick all around her opening and lips, cleaning her gently. Judy had stopped sucking him and he felt her tongue join his to help clean up all of Samantha’s juicy cum. Their tongues dueled wetly against Samantha’s smooth wet lips. He reached out and cupped her full breasts in his hands, using his thumbs to trap her nipples against his first finger, tweaking them softly, before pulling on them. She latched her mouth to his and moaned into his mouth as her hand again closed on his cock. He kissed her back with his tongue as his right hand traveled downward to her pussy. He didn't get far when his hand bumped into a long slender plastic object protruding from her mound. He stopped kissing her and looked down at the 10-inch strap-on dildo she was wearing.
"Oh, I see you've noticed my lil' friend?" she said with a smile. "I think it's time we get this show on the road. Samantha, you ready?" she continued. She grabbed me behind the knees, "Scootch down a bit", she directed. I slid forward a bit, making my cock stand straight up in the air like a flagpole. "Ok, Samantha", she said in a commanding voice, "Turn around and lower yourself onto that thick cock of his..."
As an added bonus... a little excerpt from a story I wrote 7 years ago and never posted on Lit or anywhere else. Enjoy... or not. there's a ton more... it's like frickin 20 something pages.
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Friday Night's Lust
She let out a deep sigh as she unlocked the door after a very long tiring Friday at work. Man… she thought, ... what a frickin bummer day. And to top it off, she'd called her hubby and he was gonna be at the office very late, so no "cuddly" time for her tonight. Then she'd called Him, and he'd declined as well. Oh well, another boring Friday night at home with some wine and a good novel.
She closed the door and tossed her keys on the bureau... WHAM. She was crushed into the wall face first and a large heavy weight pressed into her roughly. Her brain couldn't focus. “What the fuck?” she thought to herself. She gasped in a quick breath before being crushed against the wall once more. She felt instant fright. What was this? Who? What was happening?
She felt rough hand slide quickly under her skirt. Oh gawd no, she thought. She hadn't worn panties that day in the hopes that He would be willing to see her. How embarrassing, she thought as her face flushed an instant crimson. “Who the hell was this person?” she thought once again as she felt those rough fingers slide against her warm, bare womanhood.
"Oh, I see we have a naughty little slut here," she heard the man say in a rough voice. "Someone wants punishment."
A cold spike of fear drove through her body as she recognized His voice. Oh shit, she thought. He kept her pinned roughly to the wall as His hands quickly began undoing buttons and zippers roughly. The buttons on her blouse where almost ripped off as He undid them. The zipper on her skirt sounded ungodly loud as it was quickly lowered. A incredibly strong hand gripped the back of her neck and pinned her face first into the wall, as He ripped her jacket and blouse off in one strong pull. Her skirt quickly followed as it was ripped straight down her now shaking legs. She briefly thought of struggling, but knew better. He would only torture her more.
Standing pinned against the wall in only a push-up bra, thigh high hose, and her heels, she closed her eyes and placed her hands flat on the wall at head level, silently giving herself to Him. How had He gotten here so fast? She'd just got off the phone with Him and He'd said He was too busy to see her. And just how had He gotten into her house? Oh gawd, what if her hubby came home? She was so scared... but so incredibly aroused. She could feel her nipples poking through her bra into the cold surface of the wall. Her juices were already wetting the soft curly hair along the sides of her puffy aroused pussy lips. Gawd... what was He gonna do to her?
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He felt kinda bad telling the wife he was gonna be at the office late, but oh well. He was way behind on his monthly report and would catch hell if it were not finished tonight. He was down to the last few finishing touches and just needed to fix them up and make copies. He walked out of his office toward the copy room noticing that the office was practically deserted. Being that it was a Friday evening not many people would be here. Most were at happy hour already. He scrounged through his secretary's desk looking for the copier code and finally found it on a yellow sticky stuck to the side of her monitor. Geez... how could he ever live without her help? She'd saved his ass on more than one occasion. He'd have to remember to get her a great gift on her birthday.
He walked into the copier room, stuck his report into the machine, punched in the right code, typed in the number of copies, and hit "Start". The machine started churning out copies as he stood looking at the control panel, verifying that it was working correctly. He bent over the output bin to make sure the copies where readable, when he felt a soft warm hand grip his ass firmly.
"Hmmmmmmm…” he heard a soft female voice say.
Oh, she's back, he thought while grinning. They'd been flirting HEAVILY for months and months. She was another middle level manager in his division, very hot, very attractive. Her name was Samantha. She'd come aboard three months earlier and he'd been instantly attracted to her. She was a few years younger than him and had an incredible set of legs, a tight little ass, and some large perky round breasts. He'd caught himself quite a few times talking directly to her breasts. He was positive she'd caught him as well, but she didn't seem overly upset about it, so he didn't worry about it much. Normally, he would have stood straight up and moved out of the way, but tonight he was feeling a bit risky, so he held his position wondering how far she'd take it this time.
"Oh my..." she said devilishly, as her hand continue to softly molest him. She got braver, sliding her hand lower, down between his legs.
Oh gawd, he thought, as he felt himself quickly and uncontrollably become hard feeling the tips of her fingers getting closer to his hanging sack. She would notice that very quickly if he didn't stop this teasing soon.
"And how are you this fine evening ma'am", he said as he stood upright. “Ut oh”, he thought with a sinking feeling, “too late”. He could tell just from the feeling in his crotch that his member was standing at full attention and was making a significant tent in his wool slacks.
"Hmmm, are you happy to see me, or is that a gun in your pocket?" she asked as she flashed her pearly whites at him with an evil smile. He quickly blushed and looked down at his shoes, confirming to himself that he was indeed, tenting his slacks, big time. Fuck.
She placed her fingertip under his chin and raised it until they were looking eye to eye. "What do you say to cutting through the idle chit chat?" she said with a hungry look in her eye, "We both know what we want? Don't we?"
"Uhmm..." was all he could manage in his advanced state of arousal.
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She looked at Him pleadingly as He lowered the blindfold over her eyes. She'd already tested the bonds and knew there was no getting out of them. He had her securely strapped to her OWN bed, legs and arms spread wide. Her hose was still on, but He'd removed her heels, and pulled her breasts out of her push-up bra, leaving it on though, causing her breasts to be pushed up and inward, standing at alarming attention. She'd looked down one last time before the blindfold went on and could see her nipples stand up so perky, unable to control the incredible arousal she was feeling. Damn, her hubby could come home at any minute, she thought, how would she explain this. Hubby didn't even know about Him, and hopefully never would. She was so aroused that she knew by now her juices would be making a small puddle on the sheets. Having Him tie her up never failed to make her incredibly wet, but with this added excitement she knew she'd be flowing like never before. She was starting to ache with desire down there already. She'd only met Him a few months before, but He was already the reason she drew breath at all.
With the blindfold firmly in place, the only senses she could use were sound, smell, taste, and touch. Since she was bound, there wouldn't be much touching or tasting unless He permitted it. She tried to quiet her breathing so she could hear better, tilting her head to allow her ears to point in the direction she though He was standing. Music suddenly blared all around her. He'd turned on the stereo incredibly loud. She couldn't hear a thing above the loud music. She turned her head quickly from side to side trying to hear better, but nothing helped. She was down to smell only. She sniffed the air tentatively. Fuck, what was He gonna do now?
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She shoved him hard, back onto the couch in his office, causing the breath to be knocked out of him. He felt panic set in at that moment. He knew she would be a wild thing, but never like this. She'd taken charge immediately. Dragging him back to his office and almost ripping the clothes off him. They'd been standing there in the middle of his office, both half naked, kissing passionately, hands groping, bodies pressed together hotly, grinding into each other, tongues ravaging each other's hot mouths. She'd just stopped suddenly and shoved him hard into the couch. He stared at her blankly wondering what would happen next, hoping he hadn't over-stepped his bounds.
She held his look with a steamy glaze while slowly pushing her skirt to the floor. She nodded at his half-unbuttoned shirt and opened slacks. "Get 'em off, stud!" she said simply while reaching behind her to unclasp her bra. He gasped softly upon seeing her perky melons spring free from her confining bra. He quickly raised his hips and thrust his slacks to his knees, kicking them in the same motion to his ankles. He grabbed the knot in his tie and yanked, loosening it somewhat before it become more knotted. Grunting in frustration he grabbed his shirt and yanked one arm out, before realizing he still hand buttons to undo. Fuck it, he thought, and ripped the rest of them out as he pull it all the way off. Reaching up with both hands he yanked hard on his tie again, pulling on it with all his might, loosening it just enough to fit it over his head. He'd probably never get that knot out, but who cared.
She cupped her breasts roughly, pushing them together and then upward. A thumb and finger from each hand closed on her nipples, pinching and then pulling them outward causing her breasts to rise a bit, before sagging back to normal when she let her nipples go. She smiled evilly as she approached him. He leaned forward to grab her and she stopped him with a hand on his chest. She put a foot on the sofa next to him and stepped up on to it, straddling him. She leaned close to the wall, looking down at him. With one hand she grabbed him by the hair pulling him forward. With the other she yanked aside her g-string panties.
"Now, lick me..." she said in a way that left no room for interpretation.
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She jumped when she felt something very warm and wet close over the big toe on her right foot. It began sucking on her toe strongly. This was something new. He'd never done this before. It was quite a strange feeling, the wet warm mouth sucking and licking her toe. It sent shivers of pleasure shooting up the insides of her legs. It almost tickled but didn't. She had a very hard time keeping her legs still as the wet mouth began moving around her toes, a wet tongue sliding between her toes as it moved down to her pinkie toe. She held her breath, feeling the pleasure shooting up her calves. It was starting to drive her crazy. She wanted that wet tongue on her pussy... Now!
She felt the mouth leave her toes and immediately felt the cold air once the room temperature air hit her toes. She curled her toes wanting the hot mouth back on them. The hot mouth descended on her other foot, taking two of her toes in at once. Pleasure again shot up her legs causing her to grind her hips upward in a wanton fashion, pushing her wet puffy pussy into the air. Gawd, I want more, she thought to herself as she gasped softly and moved her head side to side on the soft pillow. The mouth continued to suck and lick her toes in the same manner it had on her other foot. Her ass muscles clenched and unclenched rhythmically as she ground her hips into the air trying to find anything to touch her.
The tongue and mouth began moving upward, first just licking the top of her foot, then moving to her ankle. Licking, kissing and nibbling it began its journey higher up her leg. Yesss... she thought to herself, now I'm gonna get it. She felt a weight sinking onto the bed next to her chest and then a different warm wet mouth close over her extended left nipple. What the hell, she thought. She could still feel the tongue and mouth on her left leg, now sliding up the inside of her calf. But what was this mouth on her nipple? It was flicking and licking her nipple softly. A wet tongue circled her nipple, making it grow stiffer.
She tried to concentrate through the intense pleasure. Which one was He? And who was this other person? Intense heat flooded her face and neck as she felt herself turn a bright red shade of embarrassment. Oh my god, someone else was there, seeing her spread-eagled and butt-naked! She pulled and thrashed at her bonds trying to free herself. They held tightly. She felt so embarrassed and ashamed, but at the same time, deep down, in the recesses of her mind, incredibly turned on. It was one of her secret fantasies. She'd written about it in her diary. Being taken by two men at once. Used entirely for their pleasure. She had many such fantasies... being with a woman, sex outdoors, sex in a glass elevator, and many more. But this one fantasy was her favorite. Oh fuck, she realized quickly, He must have read her diary. She kept it in her bag. He would have had many chances to read it. What was she in for here, she wondered to herself as the mouth on her nipple began nibbling and sucking harder, pulling on it, biting it, making it harder than she'd ever felt it before.
Pleasure filled her body as the two mouths worked on her in unison. The lower mouth had gotten to her knee and then switched legs. She could feel it now on the inside of her right thigh, tongue swirling and licking it's way slowly upward, raising goose bumps all over her thighs and pelvic region. She felt a set of teeth latch onto her left nipple. The teeth then begin pulling it outward, farther out, and out, pulling her entire breast up. She felt an intense pain fill her breast and shoot through her chest. Then it was released and the blood rushed back into it making it feel intensely swollen and puffy. She gasped loudly and ground her hips into the air once more. Gawd, they were driving her crazy. She wanted cock... NOW... thrusting deep inside her wet wanting pussy. Driving her deep into the mattress. Spreading her hungry cock-crazed cunt.
The mouth below her had reached the top of her thigh, but then had quickly detoured up to her hip, sliding around the edges of her pussy. She groaned in disappointment. She felt a pair of very soft delicate hands softly placed on her hips... holding her down softly. She held still wondering what kind of guy He had brought along. Then she felt something very wet and slick lay across on her right thigh. She instantly knew what it was. That was no man... He'd brought a woman into her bedroom! Holy fucking shit.
She couldn't stop the long drawn out moan that escaped her lips next as the wet pussy on her thigh began sliding back and forth, smearing it's very slick wet juices up and down her thigh...
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"Oh fuck yessss!" she growled as she ground her strong hips into his mouth.
He thrust two fingers into her harder and deeper, reaching for her throbbing G-spot. He'd located it easily and was having fun teasing and rubbing it, making her want more. He had to her entire clit sucked into his mouth and was running the flat part of his tongue back and forth across it in different patterns. First with circles, then up and down, followed by side to side, and then back to neat little tight circles. His other hand gripped her ass tightly, holding her shaking hips still as he attacked her wetness with his mouth. Her hand still gripped his hair, pulling him into her while her other hand gripped and pulled on her round breast. He looked up and watched her face as she quickly approached orgasm. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut and he noticed the bit of drool on the side of her mouth as she panted through her open mouth.
"Oh my god, Mr. Smith!"
He lurched up, almost knocking her over in his attempt to look toward the door. He looked over her thigh and saw his secretary, Judy, standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips and an evil grin on her face. He froze. “Ohhh No!” he thought.
"Just in time, Sis", Samantha said to Judy with a giggle, "I was just about to cum without ya."
"Oh, don't stop on my account, just let me get ready and I'll join ya."
Samantha gripped his hair again and pulled his stunned face back into her now dripping wet cunt. He felt the wetness on her inner thighs smear across his cheeks as his tongue again dipped into her aroused slit. He stiffened his tongue and began flicking it rapidly back and forth, treating her erect clit like the small speed bag at the gym. Pounding it rapidly in a solid steady rhythm while drawing breath through his nose. He heard her small cries of pleasure in between her gasping pants of breath. He knew she was close to flooding his face with her juicy cum. He gripped her ass cheeks in both hands, pulling and pushing on them roughly, man-handling those two tight cheeks in a way that caused her slit and asshole to stretch open.
He felt two pairs of hands on his thighs, fingernails sliding up his thighs. They gripped his boxers and pulled. He stopped long enough to look down. His secretary was very naked and trying to pull his boxers off to set his stiff cock free. She was at least five years older than he was, divorced, and living alone was. He'd never realized how hot she'd look naked. She always wore such conservative clothing that he'd never even thought of her as a woman, much less a hot lusty sex machine, which was the look she was giving him now.
Just as he was raising his hips to allow her to pull his boxers down he heard Samantha whimper, "Oh gawd... please don't stop now." She ground her hips into him in an attempt to get his mouth back on her clit.
"Go on, suck her, make her cum hard, ya fucking stud", Judy said as she gripped his thick hard cock at the base and began to slowly stroke him.
He groaned into Samantha’s cunt as Judy's soft warm hands began to softly pull and push on his stiffness. He swirled his tongue and lips deeper into her soaking slit, digging for her hard clit. He attacked it with gusto now, intending on making her cum all over his fingers and chin. He fucked her hole fast and hard with two arched fingers, banging into her G-spot with each pounding stroke. He felt a wet mouth close over the head of his cock and went into over drive, pounding away at Samantha’s horny pussy.
"Oh, oh, oh... gawwddd... yessss... I'm cumm... I'm c-c-cumming... oh please don't stop... oooohhhhhhhhhh fuuuccck... nowww... I'm CUMMMINNGGGG!" she wailed as all of her muscles clenched and she ground herself into him with such force she pinned his head against the back of the couch. He felt her very strong muscles grip his fingers wetly, milking them deeper into her. She flowed like a river all over his fingers, lips, and chin. He didn't stop his attack until he felt her begin to go limp, slowly unclenching muscles and relaxing onto his shoulders. She gasped for breath and moaned softly.
He began to softly lick all around her opening and lips, cleaning her gently. Judy had stopped sucking him and he felt her tongue join his to help clean up all of Samantha’s juicy cum. Their tongues dueled wetly against Samantha’s smooth wet lips. He reached out and cupped her full breasts in his hands, using his thumbs to trap her nipples against his first finger, tweaking them softly, before pulling on them. She latched her mouth to his and moaned into his mouth as her hand again closed on his cock. He kissed her back with his tongue as his right hand traveled downward to her pussy. He didn't get far when his hand bumped into a long slender plastic object protruding from her mound. He stopped kissing her and looked down at the 10-inch strap-on dildo she was wearing.
"Oh, I see you've noticed my lil' friend?" she said with a smile. "I think it's time we get this show on the road. Samantha, you ready?" she continued. She grabbed me behind the knees, "Scootch down a bit", she directed. I slid forward a bit, making my cock stand straight up in the air like a flagpole. "Ok, Samantha", she said in a commanding voice, "Turn around and lower yourself onto that thick cock of his..."
