Erotic Fiction

[guvn00rr]

Melanie tapped eagerly at her work computer. She needed to get her report done before the long weekend. Her phone rang, it was her friend Carlie. They briefly chatted and Carlie if Melanie would pike to join her and Tim for dinner sometime over the weekend. Melanie thanked her and said she would think about it and let her know. She felt a little funny about joining them for dinner. She had set them up on a date while she was still getting over her break-up. Melanie often felt embarrassed when Carlie would tell stories about Tim. Once Carlie had told her about what he did in bed one night, when Melanie returned to the office, she couldn't bear to look at Tim, she couldn't imagine him doing that. Tim used to be so shy and blush at the slightest female interaction, now he was more confident. It was now Melanie who blushed frequently. Her phone rang again, it was her mother,
'Can you go up and see your grandmother this weekend? She needs some help in her garden, clearing up for fall. Your brother can't go up, he's golfing with his friends in. South Carolina this weekend.'
'Alright, Mom,' Melanie replied. It's not like she had anything else to do this weekend.
Melanie set out right after work, filling a small bag with essentials. The soft autumn sunlight made the colours of the tree shine. After the long trek from the city, she was relieved as she pulled into her grandmother's drive. Dot greeted Melanie at the door. After a short chat, Melanie settled into bed, preparing herself for a couple of days of yard work.
Melanie and Dot started working bright and early the next day, cutting the lawn, turning over flower beds. Midway through the morning, Dot's neighbour came into his backyard. He was tall, trimmed dark hair, smooth features, similar age, Melanie was struck by the sight. She asked her grandmother,
'Do you have a new neighbour?'
'Oh yes, that's Luke. He bought old Mrs. Robinson's house after she passed away last year. Nice fellow.'. Dit called over to Luke and introduced Melanie to him. He shook her hand, it was strong, slightly rough from handy work. Melanie simpered like a schoolgirl. He explained how he enjoyed coming up here on weekends to do renovations on the house.
'You don't live here all the time?' Melanie asked.
'No, I work in downtown Toronto through the week.' Luke replied. 'I work in an office on Bay St.'
'Really,' Melanie replied, 'I work around the corner on King.'
'We should meet up for lunch sometime.' Luke offered.
For the rest of the day, Melanie was distracted whenever Luke came outside. He would give a small wave whenever he caught Melanie looking. Although she was exhausted, she could barely sleep that night, thinking of Luke.
The next day was a little warmer and Melanie went around the edge of the garden with the snipper. She spent extra time near Luke's fence. Luke came out, just in a t-shirt and jeans. His body filled his shirt. Just then the last of the snipper string snapped from the machine. Melanie called Dot,
'Nannie! Do you have any more string for the snipper?'
'No, dear. Luke? Would you have any?'
'I might, let me go to the shed, come on over Mel.' Luke then went down to the shed. Melanie let herself into his back yard and found Luke bent over a box. His bum looked adorable in his jeans. She was about to reach out and stroke him when Dot called out,
'Melanie! Come look at this beautiful cardinal on the feeder!'
Luke stood up and turned to face Melanie. Smiling, he handed her the spool of string. Melanie grabbed the spool and returned to her yard, her chest was fluttering. As they finished their work halfway through the afternoon, Dot suggested Luke join them for dinner. Luke agreed and offered to grill some steaks then bring them over.
Melanie dried herself after her shower and decided to put on het work skirt that she had worn up to her grandmother's, and put on a sleeveless top. They had just finished laying the table when Luke came in and asked if he could help any before he put the steaks on. Dot said he could help Melanie with the beans. As they trimmed the veg, periodically their hands would reach for the same bean, Luke would grin politely. He left to start the steaks and returned with the main course. They all sat down and began to eat, casually chatting about their work, the garden, et cetera. The meat was wonderfully cooked, the meal was perfect. Under the table, Melanie began to play footsie with Luke. He looked across at Melanie and gave her a small smirk. He then said,
'More wine, Dot?' Without waiting for an answer, he sploshed an enormous amount of wine into her glass. Much to their surprise, she easily drained her glass as she finished her meal. They followed the meal up with some cheesecake, the went to the living room to watch TV. Dot plonked herself down in her favourite chair while Melanie and Luke sat on the loveseat. Their thighs touching. Melanie was so flustered she didn't know where to put her hands, so she folded them on her lap. They watched a corny comedy show together then just before Dot's police drama came on, Melanie asked,
'Do you still have an evening sherry, Nannie?'
'Oo, yes please,' Dot answered.
Melanie went to the cabinet and poured her a glass, to the rim.
'Sorry, Nannie, it came out fast.'
'Never mind dear,' Dot replied. Again, she drained the glass of booze. Fifteen minutes into her show, she was asleep in her chair, her head down, snoring softly. Luke looked at Melanie,
'Did you just intoxicate your grandmother?' he mocked.
'We both did, let's go,' Melanie countered. She got up and led Luke up to her room. As she clised the door behind her, she put her fingers to her lips. The curtains were still open an the light from the large full moon filled the room with a romantic blue light. Melanie and Luke were quickly passionately kissing. Luke's hand firmly grasped Melanie's bare arms, his touch sending waves through her. She grabbed his buttocks through his pants, they were firm. Luke removed his polo shirt, his body was what Melanie expected, he worked out. His chest was muscular. She stood back and removed her top and bra, her large breasts shone in the moonlight. She unzipped the back of her skirt and let it fall, then removed her panties. Luke had undressed at the same time and Melanie knelt in front of him and sucked him off. She felt his knees buckle as she tickled his cock hole with the tip of her tongue. Luke pulled her back up and kissed her again, the taste of his cock on her mouth.
'I want to fuck you,' he whispered.
'Yes, please fuck me, I want you,' Melanie whispered back.
Luke placed his hands under her ass and lifted her up. She wrapped her thighs around his body. His prick worked its way into her twat. Melanie let out a gasp, she had never done this before and she tried to move her hips to get it going. Luke then said,
'No, let me help, I will fuck you, hold on.' Melanie wrapped her arms around his shoulders while he began to pull her back and forth on his cock. The sensation was intense and she placed her mouth next to his ear and whimpered,
'Oh wow, fuck me, fuck me, I love it.' While still holding her aloft he sat down then laid back on the bed. Melanie rode him. She placed her hands on his firm chest. She pumped his dick with her pussy. At one point she let out a audible squeak, then covered her mouth. Melanie the grabbed her tits and pressed them together. Luke gazed down his body and saw his prick disappearing in and out of her bush, he could see it shine in the soft light. The feel of his knob in her cunt pushed her over. Melanie ground down on his cock and raised her arms and lifted her blonde hair as the orgasm surged through her.
'Oh, fuck, yes!' she panted.The sight of Melanie towering over him in ecstasy set him off.
'Ah, shit, yeah, fuck!' Luke unloaded his semen deep into her cunt, he seemed to come forever. After Melanie laid on top of Luke, kissing, cuddling, massaging his chest, just then they heard,
'Melanie, have you gone to bed?' Dot called out. The light shone through the bottom of the door, the silhouette of her feet in the middle. Both Melanie and Luke stared at the door in fear that it would pop open and expose their naked bodies to Dot.
'Yes, I wanted to settle down early so I can get back to Toronto in good time.' Melanie called out.
'Did Luke go home?' Dot asked.
'Yes, right after the show ended.' Melanie said. Luke stifled his laughter as she answered.
'I will thank him tomorrow for our lovely meal,' Dot said through the door. 'Nighty, night dear!'
They waited while Luke dressed, Melanie put on a robe. She went down the hall and peeked into her grandmother's room. Her soft breathing signalled she was asleep again. Melanie led Luke down to the door and they kissed goodnight. Luke promised to call her up when he got back to town so they could meet up on lunch hour.
'We'll need more than an hour, my dear!' Melanie replied.

[guvn00rr]

Tommy finished uploading the final pictures from his day out in the mountains. He was extremely satisfied with his nature shots he took today...the photos of the eagle were amazing, definitely a winner in the photo contest he thought. He also had some other pictures he made sure he stored in a separate file. With the proper lens he was able to photograph two naked ladies sharing an intimate moment in a clearing. He couldn't believe how clear those shots came out to. Tommy showered then went to the restaurant at the lodge for dinner and treated himself to a delicious Alberta steak dinner to celebrate his success. After he decided to settle in at the bar to relax after his meal. He entered the lounge and gazed around, a fire crackled in the corner, a couple of televisions showing sports, there was a good crowd in the room. He scanned the room for an empty table but then something caught his eye at the end of the bar...the two ladies from the clearing. At first, he barely recognized them clothed but the one was unmistakable with her red hair. Tommy slowly made his way along the bar and placed himself beside the redhead. He ordered a beer. Turning to the ladies just before the bartender turned away he said,
'May I get you some drinks, ladies?' Tommy's English accent was distinctive in the room.
'Ooo, Barb, I think we are being hit on!' said the redhead.
'I think so too, Diane, by this charming English gentleman.' her friend said. Her voice was slightly slurred by the couple of glasses of wine she had consumed.
They accepted Tommy's offer and some mire wine appeared before them. Tommy introduced himself. Diane the redhead challenged,
'How do you know we weren't waiting for our husbands?'
Tommy was slightly taken back by the question, he knew some of the truth but replied, 'Why would any husband leave you two gorgeous ladies on your own?'
'He's good, Barb.' Diane said.
Barb responded, 'He is. We're here on a girls retreat. I'm married,' then in an audible whisper she told Tommy, 'Diane likes the ladies.' and gave him a wink.
'Really!' Tommy feigned surprise.
They determined that Tommy was here taking pictures and they talked about where he had been. The conversation was s bit hazy for Barb with her head buzzing with wine but Diane was fascinated with Tommy's accent. They quickly convinced him to show them his work and returned to his room. He scrolled through his nature pictures and they marvelled at his work, he sincerely thanked them. As he closed up his laptop, Barb and Diane sat down on the sofa. He turned and saw them smirking at him. The looked so glamorous sitting there in their dresses. Diane had crossed her legs and was showing a touch of thigh.
'Tommy,' Barb asked, 'Have you ever modelled yourself?'. Out of her purse she pulled a small digital camera.
'Once or twice,' he replied, thinking back to his romantic encounters at his studio.
'Good,' Barb said, turning on the camera, 'show us what you got.' She began to snap away.
'C'mon, a little skin, Tommy!' Diane ordered him. With a grin Tommy began to strip, tie, shirt, trousers, he stopped at his undies. 'All of it!' Diane demanded, all the while Barb continued to take pictures. He peeled off his briefs and stood before them. They both were impressed. Tommy's penis began to stiffen. To speed up the process he began to gently stroke himself.
'What shall we do next?' he asked. He looked at Barb, 'You?'
'Oh, no, I couldn't cheat on my husband.' she replied. Tommy looked at Diane.
'I haven't been with a man since I was eighteen!' Diane confessed.
'It'll be like riding a bike,' Tommy suggested.
'Fuck the bike!' Diane blurted, 'how about you ride me!'. She stood up and let her dress fall to the floor and stepped out of it. She reached behind and unclipped her bra and let her breasts fall free. Tommy approached her and began to massage her boobs then began to suckle the hard nipples. He hooked his fingers into her panties and slid them down as he consumed her chest. Barb sat on the couch and felt her temperature rise with the kinky show she was witnessing. She removed her dress but left her lingerie on.
Diane led Tommy to the bed and insisted he enter her doggy style and leaned over. Her pussy peeked out between her legs at him. She raised one knee onto the bed to open herself up and Tommy inserted his knob into her twat. Diane was tight and gasped at the sensation. His prick was warm and flexible unlike the cold rigid vibrators she used.
'Oh my God, that feels good, Tommy,' she panted, 'fuck me like that.'
Tommy thrusted at her vagina, her buttocks wobbling as he pressed against her. Barb took a position beside them and watched in fascination as her friend was being boned. It was like she was getting her own personal porno. Tommy pulled his dick from Diane's slot and it raised back up to his body. Barb grabbed his penis, it was wet with her friend's pussy juices and continued to stroke it,
'You're not done yet!' she told him. Diane rolled onto her back and spread her legs open, her red pussy raised to him. Barb positioned his knob at Diane's slot and pushed him back into her. To everyone's surprise, a flood of profanity exploded from her mouth,
'That's it, FUCK HER, Tommy! Fuck her lezzie cunt with your big English cock! Tommy reacted by pumping faster at Diane's pussy. Diane groaned with pleasure. Barb placed her face next to her friend's cheek and asked,
'How is it? Do you like getting fucked by a hot cock?'
'Yes, oh, yes!' Diane answered, 'Tommy? Can you fuck my tits?' Tommy pulled out and placed his prick into her cleavage. Diane wrapped her boobs around his shaft and resumed thrusting. Barb watched as his knob slid in between her friend's big tits.
'Oh shit, I'm coming!' he grunted. His spunk sprayed out of his cock, filling the gap at Diane's collarbone and throat. Diane sighed at the feel of semen on her body. They all collapsed onto the bed in delight. The air in the room was heavy with the smell of sex.
'What do you think of that wildlife, Tommy?' Barb asked.
'I couldn't imagine it getting any wilder than this!' he responded.

[Sam Therapy]

This one's a bit of an epic! Features Lizzie and guvn00rr's 'Charlie' (used with permission ... Thanks mate!)
All you need to know is that Charlie is irresistable to women ... Not that he realises it! Hilarity ensues ...!


"Bloody men!" thought Lizzie. "You can always rely on them to let you down!"
Another date, another waste of an evening. Oh well, always one way of consoling herself. A trip to the spa. Her nearest was based in the town's main hotel. Hence the reason why she was queuing at reception to see if they had any free slots available at short notice.
There seemed to be quite a few people milling about. They all looked like they were part of a convention; people dressed informally but acting as if they were still at work! She smiled to herself and wondered how many of the men there, would be fucking the brains out of the women they were chatting so politely to.
Good luck to them! She'd had it with the dating scene. Had it with the men 'scene' and let's face it, with the 'sex scene' too!
"Can I help you madam?" The receptionist smiled at Lizzie. She was attractive, sexy even, despite the suit she was wearing. She had unbuttoned the top of her blouse And Lizzie could see the frilly edge where her bra met her bust. She wondered if that was in the hotel's dress code. Or maybe 'Sarah' (her name tag was pinned above her left breast) was pushing the rules a bit?
Oh hell ... Was she turning into a lesbian? Mind you ... Might cut out the men from the troubled equation of her love life!
"Yes ... Would you be able to tell me if there are any spare places for the spa this afternoon?"
Sarah started to explain that they were very busy, but that she would check for her, when Lizzie's attention was caught by a man and woman talking by an ornate flower display to the right of reception.
"We could go over the results for the 3rd quarter Charlie ... Get room service or something."
The woman was in her early 40's, looked like she was a successful business woman. Short dark hair. Flecked with grey. If she could be bothered to dye it she could lose 5 years at least thought Lizzie. She was dressed casually, sort of. 'Formally casual' if such a thing was possible. Nice figure with pert tits though.
"But, it's only August Mary!" Sighed the guy she was talking to.
"Oh ... er ... forward planning ... If you are going to get ahead you've got to think of these things! I could help you in that department!"
She rested her finger tips on his shirt. Was she trying to rub his chest? Lizzie grinned.
"I thought we were all going to meet in the bar and then go for a meal?"
He was smiling at Mary. Clearly wasn't too worried about the attention she was paying him! Hmm, he was quite nice in a goofy couldn't care less sort of way.
"We can catch up with the others later ... Look we don't have to do the results, just have chat and a drink!"
"Well ..."
"Good ... Let me freshen up first ..." Mary put her hand on her hip. She even cocked her leg slightly, Lizzie had to stifle a chuckle "... and then we can see where things go from there!"
Mary ran her fingers across Charlie's shirt, smiled, and walked to the lift lobby. Charlie, grinning, shook his head and joined the queue behind Lizzie.
"There's a slot ready in 30 minutes madam." Sarah smiled at Lizzie, who thought to herself that there was another slot already warm and moist and ready to go right now! Sarah took her details.
Lizzie walked away from the reception. But something made her pause. Instead of finding somewhere to sit and wait she felt an urge to stay. How very odd. Even odder was the fact that her nipples had started to tingle and she was getting that lovely warm feeling inside!
What on earth could be causing this?
She looked around and caught sight of the cheerful good-looking guy now talking to Sarah. She was leaning towards him over the counter and she even undid another button of her blouse right in front of him. The little tramp!


Charlie was asking the receptionist if there were any good restaurants within walking distance of the hotel.
She leaned forward indicating on the map. Looking down he could see the lovely cleavage her tits were making as they pressed together! Very nice!
"These two are good ... But why not order room service? ... I'm sure someone like you must have some company lined up for tonight. You could have a bite to eat and get started early!"
She grinned at him gently shaking her tits in his direction.
"Well ... I'm not sure if I will be alone!" Charlie grinned.
"It's room 269 isn't it Mr. Johnson? I'm free tonight ... I can pop along if ..."
"I'm sure you've got better things to do .." He smiled
Before she could reply, Charlie was suprised to see the girl who had been in front of him in the queue Barge in front of him.
"You should be ashamed of yourself!" She exclaimed "In a hotel like this! Offering yourself like a common tart!"
Sarah was about to respond when the girl forcefully grabbed Charlie by the arm and led him away.
"Absolutely disgusting! Throwing herself at you like that ... Let me take you to your room!"
"Er ... If you don't mind me asking ... Who are you?"
Charlie looked at her. Shoulder length brown hair, not a bad looker. Not gorgeous, but still nice. Not particularly thin, but the fat had fallen in all the right places like her chest! She smiled back at him.
"Let's go somewhere private so I can explain! Shall we go to your room?"
"Well I'm rather busy at the moment!" Charlie started to protest. But he took a second look at the girl's large breasts, squeezed under her rather tight T-shirt and had second thoughts. He hadn't fucked a girl with really big knockers for a long while. Might make a change. Trouble was Mary was on her way up. Oh well, it was a risk he was prepared to take.

Lizzie had managed to get him into a lift and stabbing the button repeatedly got the doors closed before anyone else could get in. The feeling of attraction and, well, lets face it, outright lust was overpowering her now. She could see that he was thinking twice about coming with her so she quickly pulled her T-Shirt up over her chest and shook her bra covered boobs at him.
"Like my tits? Pretty big eh?" she leaned into him and whispered in his ear. "You want to suck them? I want you to suck my lovely big boobs and then you can do what you want with the rest of me!"
Was that being too forward? ... but by the same token she didn't want to be too subtle and end up losing him!
Charlie smiled back at her. He'd seen it all before ... Not the tits, which were something special ... But more that willing eagerness girls seemed to have around him. Never had a problem with girls, and hoped he never would! But she was different.There was an honesty and vulnerability about her.
"Believe me I'm looking forward to enjoying everything you've got to offer! ..." Lizzie faked an expression of shock In response and couldn't help from wiggling her chest again ... "But, just who are you?"
"Oh, just an admirer!" Lizzie responded, trying to maintain an aura of mystery.
The lift arrived at their floor, and Lizzie quickly pulled her top down again. Charlie made for his room with Lizzie clinging tightly to his arm.
"Nice!" Lizzie admired the room "Your bosses obviously think you're worth pampering!"
Charlie grinned "I wish it was reflected in my pay cheque!"
"Oh ... Poor you ... Still there are compensations I expect?"
"I can't think what you mean!"
"Traveling ... a fresh pair of tits in every hotel room?" Lizzie smiled, still not quite believing how 'forward' she was being. What had come over her? Blow that! It was what was going to be cumming over HER she was more interested in!
She grinned and standing before him pulled her T- shirt off and tossed it aside. "I bet you get bored with girls stripping off in front of you?"
"That something I NEVER get bored of!" He laughed and gently holding her by the shoulders kissed her on the lips. Lizzie responded by pulling him to her and plunging her tongue in his mouth. She attempted to undo her shorts with one hand But fumbled.
"Hang on ... " She broke away from Charlie and unzipped them and, wriggling, let them fall to the floor. She smiled at him as he looked at her.
"Like?"
There was a knock on the door.

To be continued ...
(Feedback, as always, welcomed!)

[ReebokMan]

We've been married a few years now. My wife Becky, is a very well preserved, cute, petite, 5'2" 108 lb., tanned, brown eyed, 36 year old babe, and I'm her voyeuristic 39 year old husband. We have an excellent relationship and are completely in love. A lot of mutual interest's, but this story is about our newfound erotic adventurism.

We spent a few years sharing fantasies with each other, until her 34th birthday, when we decided to live out her erotic adventurous spirit. Becky's fantasies have usually involved being with two or more guys, which has always been an intense turn on for me to hear about, when she's described it.

We finally took the plunge and ran an ad in West Coast Swingers, for single males. After two months of sorting through over a hundred twenty replies, she settled on eight guys who interested her. I'll skip the first two encounters, which were quite intensely erotic, and tell about the third experience which was with two guys at once! One of these was the first guy she had "dated", a guy named Dave and a new guy who didn't mind sharing her named Stephen.

This guy Dave is 32, single, and just enjoys this as a new experience. Stephen is married, and closer to Becky's age, I think around 38. Anyway, this particular "adventure" was a birthday present from me.

We arranged a Limo for the evening and the plan was for these two guys to pick Becky up and take her for a night on the town, dinner at the Marriot, hitting the downtown clubs for a few drinks and dancing, then back to the Marriot where Stephen had a room for the evening.

The plan was that she would do whatever she wanted with these two, then come home late, wet, and ready for sloppy seconds with me! We made both these guys get tested ahead of time, so that we wouldn't have to be paranoid about anything.

Ok now leading up to the big night, she was REALLY getting horny and turned on to the idea, and we had some pretty hot sessions just in anticipation. But when that Saturday arrived, she could hardly sleep the night before, in fact we screwed into the wee hours that Friday night.

We spent an hour that Saturday morning picking out an outfit for her to wear. She insisted that I pick it out so I had her trying on all kinds of sexy attire. I'll try and describe what we settled on. It's a matching two-piece outfit I've always found extremely sexy, especially in the summer when Becky is nicely tanned. A pleated white miniskirt with this abalone shell buckle/belt, and the top is a white midriff baring halter, that ties in the back and at her neck. And a denim open jacket to go with it. She wears white Reebok Freestyle hitops, which have two Velcro straps at top, with this. It's a little hard to describe but the Reeboks show off her great legs and her tan.

Becky isn't large on top but she's "perky" if you know what I mean. And she doesn't need to wear a bra with these outfits, which of course, adds to her allure.

So, the guys showed up with the Limo at 7:30, and she was pretty nervous (but excited). In fact, I did a little "wetness" check just before she left and let me tell you...between that and her hardened little nipples she was QUITE obviously ready for anything!

What a rush of adrenaline and hormones as I watched my sexy flirtatious little wife slide into that Limo, knowing what kind of nasty activities were sure to be happening in the next few hours. As the Limo pulled away, I already had a boner just thinking about it. I couldn't WAIT until she got back home to tell me everything.

But much to my surprise, I didn't have to wait that long at all. I got a call just a half hour later, Becky on the phone! Turns out that Stephen has a portable cell phone he carries with him, (he's a field sales engineer for a disk drive firm in the Silicon valley where we live)
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They had already downed a bottle of champagne and they were having a little party in the back of that Limo. And here she was on the phone to me, telling me about it! Right off she's telling me that "this was a great idea Honey, thank you, this cell phone is great, you should get one...I'm going to call you and tell you EVERY thing that happens tonight..."

Naturally this had an immediate erectile effect on my male member. And of course I had to ask her right away, "What are you doing baby? Are you being a naughty girl?" she said "Not yet honey, should I do something naughty before I hang up?" and of course I encouraged her "Yes baby, do whatever you want to."

The next thing I heard was Becky directing these guys, who quite obviously didn't need further encouragement. I heard some whispering I couldn't decipher and then some moans from Becky (which further hardened my tool) and then I she comes back on the phone and says "Honey, you should be here to see this. My top is bunched around my neck, my panties and miniskirt are down around my Reeboks, and ....ahhhh yesss...(she was having trouble even speaking!) "Dave's sucking my breasts and Stephen is over on this side of me, he's got his finger inside me, and they're both ummm I'm SOOOOO wet honey....Oh yes, oh yes...I gotta go honey, you think about what I'm doing now...I'll call you later...ahhh YEssss" (hung up).

I don't think there's been a time in my LIFE when I was more turned on! Except maybe three months earlier when I watched Becky suck another guy's hard cock in front of me for the first time. Watching and lusting after her while she had the impish nasty look in her eyes, swallowing, teasing, licking, and sucking another guy in front of me. Taking his slippery explosion all over her face and lips and tongue. Giving me her nastiest wicked smile while licking her lips, and smiling at me. But I digress. Back to Becky's big night on the town.

The next call I got, (which I had been waiting for quite impatiently), was from the parking lot at the Marriot. They had eaten a good dinner, Becky had prawns because she says "Seafood makes me horny". They had just gotten back in the Limo and were heading to the Oasis nightclub.

By now Becky had a few drinks and was feeling no pain. Not to mention feeling no inhibitions. She was really doing the naughty wife tease routine now. You know "Hey honey, think about me dancing with all those guys tonight, making all their dicks hard. I look so sexy under these darklights at this nightclub. My Reebok shoelaces and white top are glowing! I love how the glow highlights my sexy breasts! All the guys are going to wish they could have me in the back of this Limo...maybe you'll have to share me with more than just Dave & Stephen!" (Dave & Stephen protested this comment of course).

A few more remarks and she hung up again. She said she couldn't concentrate on talking because she was being fondled and kissed everywhere by two guys and was getting incredibly turned on again. Needless to say, my own hardness was in urgent need of relief by now. But I didn't want to "do myself" because I wanted to wait until my extremely naughty wife got home, no matter how late. I wanted to feel her wet, sticky, stretched out love canal wrapping around my tool. Sick as it sounds, I knew I'd be incredibly turned on by feeling her wetness, detecting another man's cum on her breath, in her love tunnel. Knowing she'd been a totally nasty, wanton, wayward, wife.

I guess it's that ultimate capacity for pleasure that females have that is such a turn on. Unlike us guy's, they can have one orgasm after another and be the recipient of multiple pleasures. Turn their entire bodies into one massive erogenous zone. And that flirtatious naughty attitude. That gleam they get when they're feeling uncontrolled. Uninhibited. What a total turn on. So, once again, there I was awaiting the next call. Awaiting news of my nasty little spouse. And she didn't disappoint me. After about an hour, the ringer sounded. I practically ripped the phone out of the wall, I answered so fast!

"Hi Honey...have you been thinking about me?" she began. "You better believe it baby, what have you been up to?", was about all I could croak out in reply. "Wellll" she said. "I'm getting lot's of attention here, and you know how I LOVE attention, especially from guys". (My cock, already swollen at the first sound of her voice,continued it's growth pattern).

"Honey, Dave and Stephen are almost as generous as you, they let me dance with this other guy here who was hitting on me. And I did this slow dance with him honey, and he was about a foot taller than me and I could feel his cock pushing against my stomach. I wanted to hump the guy right there on the dance floor honey, what do you think of that?" (Groan). "That's incredible baby, you know you're making me hard here. When are you going to be home to take care of my hard cock, hmm?"

"Oh, not for awhile honey. You'll just have to wait your turn now. I'm going to get totally ravished before you get me.

Dave and Stephen say their going to do me over and over again and send me back home sore. And sloppy! What do you think now Honey? Shall I take them both at once? You want me to suck their hard cocks and let them totally fuck me honey?" (I could REALLY tell now that she'd had a few drinks).

"Shall I have them both take me from behind Honey? Fill my pussy and tight little Ass both at once? I wish you were here right now to see this. They're fondling me under the table right now. I am SO DAMN WET! I'm going to have to get them to take me back to the Marriot honey. I need it bad, call you later!"

She was off and running again. Leaving me to my imagination as to what was going to be happening in that Limo on their way back to the Marriot. And what would be happening afterwards! I only had to wait a half hour for the next installment in this phone sex saga with my wanton wild wife.

"Hi my wonderfully permissive husband, it's me again! Guess where I am?" I wasn't in the mood for guesses, just details! But I ventured, "In the Limo?". "No honey, in the elevator. I've got four warm hands exploring my body and we're almost to Stephen's suite. Shall I call you in a few minutes honey? You want to hear the juicy details of what they're doing to me?"
"Oh YEAH!" what else could I say? And with that, I heard the beginnings of a moan and the phone went dead again. But my cock most certainly was NOT dead.

My hand was already ON the phone receiver when it rang next.
I was practically trembling with lust when she called back. "HI Honey, shall I tell you what they're doing to me now?"

"Oh yes, PLEEEASE tell me baby" I said. "Well, I'm laying back..ummmmm yes, Laying back on the...oh I LIKE that Stephen....laying back on the bed honey. These guy's are pretty creative. (Ahh). They have another bottle of chilled (giggles) Mums here and they're pouring it in my belly button and licking it out...(giggles again) and Dave has my miniskirt up and he's getting ready to pour some OHHH THAT'SCOLD! on my intimate treasures here honey and (Oh yessss...) it feels SO good"

"Baby what room are you in" I demanded. "I HAVE to see this for myself."
"Nope" she said. "You'll just have to wait honey. You want me to stay on the phone and keep telling you, (Eeeyes) what's going on?" "You KNOW I do baby!"

Well fellow appreciators of erotically untamed wives, rather than give you the entire dialogue of what followed, let me just say, Becky proceeded to describe EVERY thing for the next hour and a half.

"Ohhhh....Dave just removed my miniskirt." She said. "I'm totally naked except for my REEBOK hitops! He says I'll need to keep them on for extra traction when he does me from behind!"

She told me how exquisite it was having both her breasts sucked and licked at the same time. What intense pleasure she was getting by having two tongues and four hands covering her erogenous zones with total pleasuring attention. How nasty and delicious it felt having her mouth and pussy being filled at the same time. How erotic it was to have one guy kissing her neck and breasts while the other one was orally pleasuring her love button.
Of course there were times she couldn't talk...and then she'd say something thoroughly nasty like "Sorry honey, I can't talk for awhile because I'm going to have my mouth full...but if you listen REAL hard, you'll hear some interesting sounds. Oh Dave would you be a sweetheart and just hold the phone right here by my face so my poor frustrated husband can hear me while I take Stephen's hard cock in my mouth and.."
OK so you get the idea. She even had Dave come on the phone and describe how it felt to have my little wife's mouth working on him orally. And he described what it was likewatching him do Stephen.

They just kept that up. Sometimes I'd get commentary from one of them. "Oh honey, they're BOTH so yummy and hard inside me!" (This when she was being taken from underneath and behind on all fours, the alternate piston thrusts filling her two cavities, at once, separated only by that thin membrane. Her Reeboks gripped the bed with every thrust).

Then some of the time they just tossed the phone aside and I all I heard was moans and groans and sighs and such. And a little nasty talk thrown in, sometimes for my voyeuristic listening pleasure no doubt.

Becky really played it up. After they'd explored most every position that the three of them could explore, (while fully remaining hetero, I might homophobically add!), I heard the loud grunts and groans of her two lovers, filling her with their seed. They were behind since I'd heard her distinctive orgasmic cries three times already.

Then there she was back on the phone. "Oh honey, I'm going to make you lick me when I get back home. I'm not even going to clean up. I want you to see what a bad girl I've been tonight! Keep that Cock ready for me honey because I need MORE hard dick when I get home. I'm not done yet!"
And what seemed like an eternity later, but was really only about a half hour, there she was. Slipping quietly into our bedroom where I literally was quivering with anticipatory lust for her.

What a totally sexual wife. She slipped up to me, started kissing me, pushed me back on the bed, and before I knew what was happening, she had taken my hand and put it under her miniskirt. Where I discovered she hadn't bothered to replace her panties. And what did I find there? You guessed it. A totally wet, slippery, open, cream filled surprise. I noticed that my fingers slipped much more easily into her than normal. Being stretched and filled already as she had.

There's no way to do justice in describing the sensations I felt as I kissed her wetness. Smelled her muskiness, tasted her thoroughly pleasured femaleness. I turned her over on her back, put her legs (with her Reebok hitops still on) on my shoulders, and slipped my hardness inside her. I pumped her really hard and could see the shoe laces bounce with each thrust until my desperately aching pole feeling relief at last.
Urgent thrusts, it was all I could do to hold back from immediately exploding inside her. Usually we have long slow sessions of foreplay. A half hour, an hour, and the actual event is usually a good twenty minutes or more of sensual thrusts and writhing. Sometimes close to an hour of pleasure.

But this time I could hardly contain myself for even a few seconds! Becky's messed up dark brown hair, the wild look in her eyes, her nasty smile, the smell of sex exuding from her, her uncharacteristic aggressiveness. And then she topped it all off by saying "Honey, you want me to describe the sensations I felt having their hard cocks thrusting inside
me?"

That was it. I was over the edge just like that! But of course I was so horny by now that it didn't matter. I was able to resume in a matter of moments. After I added my load to those already inside her, she knew just what to do. Laying me back on the bed, dropping her sensual lips to my tool, and whispering "Oh Michael, now I'm going to show you JUST what I was doing earlier for Dave & Stephen" It didn't take long for that comment to bring me back to life!

And after another hour long session, it was pushing 2:30 in the morning, and all I remember after that was her body curled next to me when the sun came up.

We have to plan some more adventures. Only next time I insist on being there. Maybe a little hot tub party. Or a weekend camping, fishing, and sexing trip with a third partner to help keep Becky filled and satisfied! Just a couple of the hundreds of adventure ideas yet to come.

We'll have to find a "safe" way to enjoy these intensely erotic encounters. I'm sure we shall. So until next time then.... if only more wives were like Becky!

[Sam Therapy]

The story continues ... 2/3


Mary smiled to herself as she held the bottle of Moet in her hand. It had been a long time since she had a man. After her marriage had ended her career had taken over and filled the void. Yet, no amount of work or bonuses or 'Manager of the Year' awards could make up for the sheer pleasure of having a nice thick cock inside you!
It had been a very long time since she had thought like that, let alone acted on those sort of feelings! She had been aware of Charlie for a year or two; a strong steady worker. The backbone of the company. She'd also heard the rumours that seemed to hover around him like a scent filled mist. The talk that this unassuming, pleasant guy seemed to have a different girl in his bed on a daily basis. None of her business of course! As long as his work was up to standard. Yet, after meeting him for the first time a couple of days ago she could understand the attraction. Hell ... SHE was attracted to him ( and she thought she detected her feelings were reciprocated too!)
She had taken a quick shower, changed into the sexiest undies she had had with her glanced at her still trim figure and nodded with satisfaction.
"Boobs could be bigger ... But the rest of me is still in good shape ... Pretty damn sexy even!"
She slipped Had her suit back on; stupidly she hadn't bought an evening dress with her, never had the need of one before now! Oh well, hopefully She would be out of it quickly enough. Hopefully HE would be doing the honours in that department! She'd got a bottle of champagne from the Hotel and cheerfully made her way to his room. She'd completely forgotten to bring any documents with her ... But she suspected he hadn't been taken in with her little charade!
She knocked in his door. She waited for what seemed like an eternity and then the door opened slightly and Charlie's face peered round.
"Yes ... Oh ... Mary ... Hi, how are you?" He asked rather sheepishly.
Mary smiled "I'm good, looking forward to you checking my stats!" She gently pushed the door back.
"Stats? Oh ... Yes! Look, fancy coming back in an hour or so?"
Just then Mary heard another voice come from the room.
"Charlie, have you got someone else in there with you?"
She pushed past him to find Lizzie lying on her side on the bed. She was Still in her underwear but with much of her voluptuous figure on display. She had cocked her leg and was absent mindedly rubbing herself through the material of her panties.
"Oh Charlie!"
"Um ... Sorry? ..." Charlie replied sheepishly.
Boys will be boys she sighed. Turning to him she frowned (As much as one could frown when you wanted to break into a grin)
"You should have realised that you didn't need to indulge in the services of the local whores. Not while I'm here!"
Mary gently pulled one side of her skirt up to reveal the material of her panties.
"Oy! Who are you calling a whore?" Lizzie rose and approached Mary.
"Calm down, calm down you two" Charlie smiled at both of them which seemed to pacify the two ladies to some degree.
"We can all be friends can't we?"
"She did call me a whore though" Lizzie muttered.
"I'm sorry ... I shouldn't have assumed that ... Just because you were lying half naked on a stranger's bed!" Mary smiled, half sneering at her.
"We're not strangers! ... Are we Charlie?" She looked up expectantly at him. Her large breasts heaving beneath her bra!
"Well ... to be fair I don't know your name!"
Mary gave a 'told you so' look to Lizzie.
"Well who are you ... his mother?"
"I'm his boss ... I'm the one who arranged this little jaunt from Canada!"

Lizzie was getting tired of this. She felt really horny, so horny she thought she was going to explode! Reaching behind her she unclipped her bra, pulled the cups away from her breasts Tossed it aside. She stood with her hands behind her back in front of Charlie, smiling.
"You little tramp!" Mary cried "Don't be tempted by her ... I mean she's got boobs like udders!"
Lizzie just smiled, gently swaying her breasts from side to side.
Charlie smiled thoughtfully and said "Of course, I haven't seen what you have got to offer yet Mary!"
Mary grinned, put the champagne bottle down And giving her hips a little wiggle started to unbutton her blouse. Charlie sat back on the edge of the bed to watch and Lizzie taking hold of his arm, sat down with her legs on the bed. She watched Mary resting her head on his shoulder
She finished unbuttoning and gently pulled the shirt from the waist of her skirt, turning round She pulled her arms from the sleeves and lowered it down her back revealing her bra strap. Unclipping her skirt she let it fall to the floor and wiggled her firm arse at him.
"Bet you didn't think your boss was this sexy?"
Lizzie whispered in Charlie ear "She IS kind of sexy actually!"
Mary wasted no time in losing her bra and after sliding her panties down her thighs stood before them, hands on her hips.
"Now, where's the champagne?" Mary laughed. "Oy, 'Boobs' make yourself useful get some glasses!"
Sighing, Lizzie scurried off to the minibar. While Mary, seizing the opportunity sat astride Charlie's lap and started kissing him and rubbing her hands on his chest through his shirt.
"Mmmm ... Sexy boss eh? ... Bet you like checking out these 'stats'" she laughed cupping her modest breasts to his mouth. As Charlie was sucking on her nipples and trying to remove his shirt without losing too many buttons Lizzie returned.
"What about me?" She cried
Mary had pushed Charlie onto his back, pulling off his shirt, eagerly kissing his chest and rubbing herself on his groin, making little gasping noises as she went! Lizzie put the bottle and glasses down and lying by Charlie Started to kiss him But Mary pushed her away and rubbed her breasts in Charlie's face. Lizzie then pushed her aside and straddled Charlie's chest, leaned forward and dangled her boobs in his face.
Mary grabbed Lizzie by the hair, and yanked her away.
"Owww! That HURT!" cried Lizzie as she fell on top of Mary who also gave a cry of pain.
"Jeez ... How much do you weigh?"
"Fuck off grandma!" Yelled Lizzie rubbing her head as she extricated herself from Mary.
"I think you've broken my arm you cunt!"
"What a drama queen! Bones getting brittle in your old age ... you slag!"
The girls got ready to launch themselves at each other again.

Charlie's patience snapped.
"Will you two cut it out! I've just about had it with you two! I've half a mind to turf both of you out!"
Both of the girls stopped in their tracks.
"Don't do that Charlie!" Mary cried "I'll behave I promise,"
Catching his breath, Charlie turned to the big breasted girl rubbing her head.
Still rubbing her head, Lizzie nodded, muttering "I only wanted to get fucked by you!"
"So here's the plan. We'll toss a coin to see who I do first. The other one must promise to behave. You can join in, but don't start a bitch fight or anything! Ok?"
"Yes Charlie!" Both girls Now seemed quite subdued and willing to please.
Charlie reached into his pocket and found a coin. "Mary's heads, you're tails." He tossed the coin and Mary gave a little squeal of pleasure when she realised she had won. Lizzie heaved a sigh of disappointment but kept to her word and watched as Mary eagerly stripped Charlie of his remaining clothes, even licking her lips at one point! What a tart thought Lizzie as she slipped her hand under her panties and resumed rubbing herself .
Mary kissed him and guided his cock in her moist pussy. She pushed him onto his back as closed her eyes in pleasure, feeling him erect, deep inside her.

Charlie grinned back at Mary. True she was a little older than him, but he wasn't worried. Women like her tended to try and please their man to compensate. She was still trim; smallish firm breasts, flat stomach. Her bush was unwaxed and suprisingly broad. She wouldn't be wearing any revealing swimsuits with out some trimming of her pubic area! But he wasn't phased in the least. Sometimes he liked a woman like that and Mary's bush was lovely, short blondish curls that would not have obscured her slit in amy way.
Charlie placed his hands on her hips and she laughed, holding onto his arms as she rode him faster and faster. Making sure he was in no danger of coming, after all he had another hot girl to service (whoever she was!)
"Oh, oh, oh" Mary cried "Fuck, fuck fuck!" She began shuddering as she climaxed. A grin spreading across her face as she finally came, collapsing happily beside him.
Lizzie took a quick sip of champagne, withdrew her hand from under her panties, and licking her finger smiled
"My turn!"

To be concluded ...

[Sam Therapy]

Final part ... Those still left reading breath a sigh of relief!!!

Mary willingly shifted from the bed and moved the armchair that was in front of the TV so she could watch the action between Charlie and Lizzie. She settled back, satisfied ... for the time being!
Charlie held Lizzie by the shoulders and gently kissed her on the lips.
"I have no idea who you are ... But I promise you you'll get the fuck of your life!"
Lizzie grinned and laid back on the bed. She extended her legs and quickly pulled her panties off. Tossing them aside with gleeful abandon she held her legs open for Charlie who wasted no time in planting another kiss there.
Charlie had thoroughly enjoyed Mary, and was looking forward to returning to her, but Lizzie was different. He ran his tongue along her slit before kissing and sucking her clitoris. Lizzie groaned in pleasure and Charlie intensified his attentions. Still erect from Mary he began running his tongue up along Lizzie's tummy, cheekily giving her navel a quick lick.
She giggled, boobies shaking on her chest.
Charlie continued northwards to her breasts. Some girls he could get much of their boob in his mouth. With Lizzie he would be in danger of suffocation if he dived into her fleshy mounds! Sucking, licking, tickling would be the order of the day. As he progressed so Lizzie began grasping him to her with her legs, pulling him to her, until finally he resumed kissing her face and she pulled him to her, arms, legs.
He pulled back and looked at her, smiling. Oh boy ... He'd never felt like this before ... Shit ... Not HIM, Not Charlie Johnson! She opened her eyes and looked at him quizically wondering why he had stopped. Her brown hair had fallen across her face and He gently brushed it aside and kissed her on her lips.
"Who ARE you?"
Lizzie smiled back "Oh just some slut that wants you inside her!"
"No ... You're not that ... " He whispered, almost to himself as he felt her release her legs and guide him in.
She was moist and he slipped in slowly and easily, all the way. Lizzie, eyes closed, smiled as she felt him fill her up. But this was never going to be a soft, romantic encounter and almost immediately She was thrusting herself against him. He grinned as her boobs began bouncing up and down and jokingly tried to hold them still. But he couldn't keep his balance. So with his hands placed either side of her head He resumed Fucking her.
Her groans were getting more uncontrolled and with a thrill of fear he realised he was in danger of cumming before her.
Pulling out of her He roughly made her turn over onto her stomach. Laughing, she turned over and dutifully raised her hind quarters to him. Charlie reinserted himself and grasping her breasts resumed his thrusts. Lizzie was almost there. She buried her face in the bed nearly howling with pleasure!
Charlie was doing his best not to shoot his load in her. He was determined not to come first! Her breasts were two soft orbs in his hands and he could feel her nipples slip between his fingers ... No think of something else! Even Mary was enraptured and was staring, legs slung over either side of the armchair, masturbating!
With a herculean effort he managed to tease their enjoyment out for a minute or so more but eventually Lizzie's hips began moving involuntarily agains his cock. He focussed on her left shoulder blade ... She had a small mole, a sexy mole ... He brushed her hair away and roughly kissed the back of her neck. Raising her head Lizzie cried out, climaxing intensely.
Finally! With a muffled gasp, he too came shooting what seemed like load after load into this sweet, sexy girl!
Charlie slipped beside her and gazed into her face. Lizzie opened her eyes, and just smiled back at him.
"Don't forget about me, you lovebirds!"
Mary stood over them as Lizzie rolled over onto her back. She smiled at her.
"Move over 'boobs' ... Actually don't bother!"
Mary laid across Lizzie and started kissing Charlie's chest. Grinning he ran his hand through her hair. Lizzie tentatively ran a finger down Mary's back pausing as she reached the tip of her buttocks. Mary looked round at Lizzie.
"Oh sorry!" Lizzie apologised
Mary got up off of Lizzie and slipped beside her.
"Don't apologise" She smiled "I've never done anything like this before."
Mary stroked Lizzie's cheek with the back of her hand and then gently kissed her on the lips. Lizzie parted her lips, but Mary had lost confidence.
"Never done this before ... you see." She muttered
"Me neither!" Lizzie kissed Mary back, this time thrusting her tongue inside her mouth. Delicious! Mary seemed to agree and the girls snogged each other for several minutes before coming up for air!
"Great ... leave two women together and they turn into a pair of dykes." Charlie laughed.
Mary ignored him and began licking Lizzie's left breast.
"Suck my nipple." Lizzie whispered to Mary.
Charlie settled back, thoroughly enjoying the show! Mary, taking the initiative was losing no time in exploring the delights of the girl beneath her.
"Hang on." She got up and turning round laid on top of Lizzie, gently spreading her legs, exposing the juicy delights to display.
"Ohh." The gentle caress of Lizzie's tongue on her own clitoris, indicated that she was not overstepping any lines ... not by any stretch of the imagination,
It took Mary a little while to find Lizzie's spot. The process made more difficult because her partner's face was busy doing exactly the same thing to her! But by a process of trial and error, and by following the tenor of Lizzie's moans, they were soon enthusiastically stimulating each other to hip shuddering Orgasms.
Charlie rose to pull Mary by his side, but she laughed;
"Fuck off Charlie .. I'm with 'Boobs' now!" And slipped next to Lizzie who, grinning at Charlie, put her arm round her Mary.
They gently continued to kiss.
"That was amazing!" Lizzie whispered.
"Who needs men?" Mary smiled, glancing over at Charlie who was rolling his eyes!
"Oh ... don't look so miserable!" Lizzie grinned "I'm sure we'll both need a cock inside us every now and then!"
Time to get their breath back. Seeing as he appeared surplus to requirements, Charlie did the honours with the Champagne while the girls chatted about Mary's professional relationship with Charlie. Lizzie however, refused to divulge much of her background.
"'Boobs' you know you said we'll need a cock inside us now and again?"
"Yes!"
"How about right now!"
"Ok!" Lizzie laughed and the girls descended on the prone figure of Charlie; Mary taking his cock in her mouth, feeling it stiffen immediately, while Lizzie kissed him on the lips.
He seemed to be looking at her strangely.
"I know who you are."
"You don't even know my name!"
"That's not what I mean."
Lizzie, confused, giggled, and sitting up and leaning forward, fed her breasts into his mouth, Hair falling down over her eyes.
He pulled her down and kissed her on her lips. Mary's slurping paused.
"Hey ... Am I on the right track here? I will get some cum eventually will
I?"
Charlie made a 'thumbs up' sign and Lizzie turned round;
"Keep at it 'Boss Lady' ... You're doing fine!"
Lizzie and Charlie were kissing slowly. He gently caressed her boobs.
"Ah ... that's better!"
Lizzie turned round and saw Mary holding Charlie's erect penis in her hand.
"Sorry ... a slut knows when there are more important things to do!"
She turned round and letting Mary rub the cock, enthusiastically began licking and sucking, taking him as far as she could into her mouth.
With the combined attentions of the girls Charlie could resist no longer. With his groans getting louder and louder he began shooting his load into Lizzie's mouth. Gamely she tried to take it all, but with a splutter She began dribbling his juice out of the corner of her mouth.
Without thinking Mary, letting go of Charlie, opened her own mouth under Lizzie who slowly spat the sticky goo into the awaiting orifice. Her aim was true, albeit with several trickles running down Mary's chin. Mary gargled the cum while Lizzie ran her finger along her mouth to capture the precious juice. The girls carried on swapping the cum until Mary, partly because she was trying not to burst into laughter, spat it out over her breasts.
Lizzie wasted no time in licking her clean as best she could. She was absently dabbing sum of Charlie's semen on her nipples when the muffled sound of a phone ringing disturbed the action.
"That's mine! Where the hell is my bag?" Lizzie started searching, finding the bag pushed under the bed. She lay back on the bed in between Charlie and Mary.
"Hi ... Yes, no I haven't forgotten ... Is that the time? ... No I'll be right over ... No, I'm not with a man!" She glanced over at Charlie and rolled her eyes. "Yes .. Ok ... See you in half an hour!"
"Boyfriend trouble?" Laughed Mary.
"Boyfriend? .... That was my Mum ... I was due to have supper with her half an hour ago! Shit, I'd love to stay, but I really must go."
"Say you’re busy. Don't go!"
"Sorry ... She's really looks forward to it!"
Lizzie gathered her clothes and disappeared Into the bathroom for a shower.
Charlie laid back next to Mary, deep in thought. Mary rested her head on his shoulder and looked up at him.
"You really like her don't you?"
"Sorry ... Is it that obvious?"
"Pretty obvious ... And why are you apologising!"
"Well ... I mean, I like you too."
"Oh please ... this us just a fling for us ... It's been fun, fantastic even. I have no regrets."
Charlie smiled.
"Tell her how you feel."
"I can't."
She shook her head "You're a fool then!"

A few minutes later Lizzie returned, fully clothed, hair still slightly wet.
"You really have to go 'Boobs'?" Mary asked sadly,
"Yeah. Sorry ... It's been great ... I really don't do this sort of thing normally!" She laughed. "You're a great fuck by the way!"
Charlie's face lit up "Thanks!"
"Not you ... 'Boss lady' here!" She bent down and gave Mary a deep kiss.
"It's been an eye opener!"
"Leg opener more like" the girls laughed.
She walked to the door, about to turn the handle ... She turned and sighed ...
"What the hell ..." She dropped her bag and ran back and sat astride him.
"Yeah ... You were great too!"
He pulled her to him and they kissed. He tried to unclip her shorts, but she stopped him.
"I REALLY have to go!" She made her way to leave but he followed her.
"Look ... Give me you're number ... "
"We don't live on the same Continent Charlie!"
"Let me give you my business card."
"Sure." she shook her head sadly, but slipped it in her bag when he returned to her. They had one last kiss. Lizzie waved to Mary.
"Bye 'Boobs'"

The door closed behind her, and Charlie glumly returned to Mary's side.
"So I guess I wont be getting another fuck this evening then?" She asked.
He turned to her.
"What makes you think that!"
Chuckling her went to the foot of the bed, grasped her ankles in both hands, roughly pulled her to him. He held her legs up and gleefully opening them knelt on the bed and fucked her!
It was one of the best fucks Mary had ever had.
In the aftermath they lay on the bed, quiet for the moment, lost in their thoughts.
There was a knock at the door.
Charlie leapt up and not giving a damn any more opened it.
"Room service Sir!"
It was Sarah. She stood before him grinning. She was naked, her clothes neatly folded in a pile by the door. She placed her right hand on her hip and smiled.
"I thought I would check if you're interested in the little 'extras' the hotel has to offer!"
"Er ..."
"Charlie! Has she come back." Mary called.
"Mr.Johnson!" Sarah laughed "Have you got another women in there ... I'll have to see about that!"
Grinning, she pushed past him into the room ...

Epilogue ... four days later.
Booting up his PC he groaned when He saw the number of emails in his inbox. It was several hours later when, methodically working through them he came to one titled 'Hi ...' He opened it, it contained an avi file. More spam he thought, but something made him click the icon. There was a pause as the player launched ... and then it started ... It was her!
"Hi Charlie ... Hope you're OK ... " She had recorded a message for him, all he could see was her face. But even that made him feel hot.
"You've probably forgotten me already, but maybe this will jog you're memory!"
The camera pulled back to reveal that she was naked. She held her arms out and shook her marvelous breasts at him. A voice off camera said "Turn round!", giggling she did as she was bid and the camera followed her as she knelt on all fours on her bed. There was something written on her back.
' HER NAME IS LIZZIE' was scawled in lipstick. Lizzie wiggled her backside at him giving him a good view of her goodies. Quickly she got up and walked towards the camera which shook. There was a cut. When it resumed two grinning faces stared back at him.
Mary smiled "She's waiting Charlie ... But not for long ..." Both of the girls dissolved into giggles "The things we do for you men!" Mary smiled as she kissed Lizzie on the cheek ...
"Bye!"

The End!

Once again thanks to guvn00rr for inspiration and advice

PM with comments. ... Including ideas for Lizzie (give up sex? Oh ok then )

[guvn00rr]

I have written two stories about characters inspired by Sam Therapy's epic tale. This is about Mary.

Mary pulled the curtain across the opening to the change stall at the health club she had recently joined. She began to undress from her work clothes. Mary had been feeling good about herself lately, even a bit sexy and she wanted to get fit. She had a fling with a guy from the office while at a conference. Poor Charlie, not only did he have to contend with Mary, but some other large breasted floozy was with him. They really worked him over that night. Mary was now completely naked in the stall and she began to rummage through her bag for her outfit. She had even taken the time to shave her bush off, she had bought a men's magazine and noticed most of the models were clean shaven and thought that's what most guys liked now. It felt a little strange but she loved the feel of her silky panties on her mound now. Just then the curtain was pulled open and Mary let out a shriek.
'Oi! I'm in here!' Mary blurted out. Instinctively she covered her breasts but left her bottom half exposed.
'I'm very sorry,' the other woman answered, 'I didn't see any feet below the curtain.' She looked Mary up and down and saw her shaved bush. Angrily, Mary pulled the curtain closed again. Mary finished changing and went to the desk to meet her trainer. The girl behind the counter told her that her regular trainer was sick today, she has a substitute. A large, eastern European man came out.
'Pleased to meet you, I'm Ivan,' he said in a thick Ukrainian accent. Mary found him mildly attractive, he had a blonde brush cut and a tattoo on his bicep that read 'FUCK RUSSIA'. Tats weren't Mary's thing but she respected his patriotism. They then went to a private workout room. Ivan reviewed Mary's file and had her warm up then move into more vigorous exercises. He had lift various weights of medicine balls, progressively heavier until she had difficulty with the last one.
'Lift properly,' Ivan instructed. 'Clench your arse, bend your knees.' Mary followed his directions but still had trouble. Ivan stood behind her. 'Tighten your arse.' As Mary bent and firmed herself she felt Ivan's hands hold her bum. Each buttock rested perfectly in each of his large palms. Mary lifted the ball with no trouble.
'That's it, Mary, tight arse,' Ivan said. 'A tight arse, a beautiful...tight...arse.' He began to caress her bottom, his breathing getting heavier. Mary looked over her shoulder at him, a look of desire was on his face. She stood upright and turned to face him. She noticed a bulge at the front of his shorts. She pressed against him and asked,
'You like my arse? Ivan nodded. 'Well, I like cocks!' Mary said, she slid her hand down the front of his shorts. She felt a prominent glans, it was moist at the tip. 'I like hard, large cocks...like yours Ivan.' She pulled his shorts down, exposing his erection. It quivered in anticipation. Mary lifted her top off, Ivan stared at her firm, round boobs,she then said,
'You like my arse, do you want to see it?' Ivan nodded again, he had removed his singlet and stood there naked. Mary turned her back to him and lowered her shorts, he stared at her round, white cheeks. 'What do you prefer,'' she mocked, ' arse or ass?' Ivan couldn't answer. 'Doesn't matter, I just want you to enter me from behind so you can grab my ass as you fuck me.' Mary went over to a bench and lifted one foot onto it, exposing her clean slit to him. She reached down and parted the lips for him. Ivan approached her and ran his knob on the entrance then gently pushed into her. Mary tilted her head back and touched her tongue on her top lip as she savoured the feeling of the large tip of his cock travelling up her twat, running over the soft ridges inside of her. As he pumped her, again held each buttock in his hands. Mary groaned with each thrust, his cock stretching her snug vagina.
'Fuck me, fuck me, that feels so good Ivan!' Mary panted. Ivan's prick slipped out of her slick hole and she turned and faced him again,
'Lay down on the mat! We're going to do another exercise!' Mary ordered, Ivan complied. He spread his legs and Mary knelt between then and quickly sucked his cock and balls. Taking his knob in one hand she said,
'Now we are going to do some squats.' Lifting his prick she lowered herself onto it. Ivan looked down his body and watched his cock disappear into her bare twat. Mary began grinding on his rigid shaft. She dug her fingernails into his firm pectoral muscles. Mary leaned forward and kissed him, her tongue prying open his lips and licking his mouth. She raised herself back up and saw a look of inevitably on Ivan's face and slowed down her pace, the texture of her pussy on his prick was building the sensation. Ivan stared up at her, mouth agape, he was amazed she was able to hold him off for a moment.
'Almost done, Ivan,' Mary assured him, she counted out her thrusts, 'Fuck me four more...three more...two more, one more and done!' On cue, Ivan released his semen deep into Mary's cunt.
'Oh, fuck!' Mary gasped. 'Oh, fuck, that's good!' She grabbed her tits at the amazing warm feeling inside of her. Mary felt Ivan's prick begin to subside and lifted herself off of him. Ivan remained on the mat, drained. His cock rested against his body, a thin trickle of cum ran onto his belly from the tip.
'Is the session over, Ivan?' Mary asked. Ivan mumbled something, he was completely worn out. 'Good, I enjoyed my workout today,' she said. Mary collected her clothes and left the exercise room and walked through the club stark naked back to the change room. She showered and returned to her cubicle when the lady from before pulled open the curtain. Mary didn't shriek this time. The lady asked the question the only way possible,
'Did you just fuck Ivan?'
'I did.' Mary answered proudly.
'We were watching you from the adjoining office window,' the woman said, 'usually women are a bit submissive with Ivan, but we liked your style.'
'Thank you,' Mary replied, 'I love having some control. Is there room for more members? I might know another lady who might like to join but I don't think Ivan could handle her either.'

[guvn00rr]

A story about Lizzie, inspired by Sam Therapy.


Simon collected his tickets from the radio station on his lunch break. He had called in that from the train to a quiz on the morning show. They were hot tickets, the play had been sold out for weeks and he had been eager to wee this interpretation. As he returned to the office, he pondered who he should share the other ticket with. Most of the others couldn't give a toss about West End shows or they were too busy with family commitments. Simon then remembered that lady in the records department that took an internet in him reading Shakespeare when he was on his lunch. What was her name...Lindsay?...no, Lizzie! He found her funny, she seemed fascinated with the romantic stuff, he even felt she was coming on to him. He returned to the offic and went to seek her out.
Lizzie stayed at her desk on lunch, she had a backlog of paperwork to do. Her computer was bugging her eyes today. She had taken out her contact lenses and put on her glasses. T was also a bit cool in the office so she had put back on her blazer. Lizzie then felt a presence over her desk, she looked up and saw Simon.
'Why, hello, what brings you down here?' Lizzie asked, she instantly recognized him from her one lunch break, the cute guy reading Shakespeare.
'Well I wanted to know if you would like to go to a play tonight,' Simon replied. 'I won tickets this morning to 'Much Ado' I wondered if you might join me?'
Lizzie turned in her chair, the hem of her skirt sat just above her knee, Simon's gaze looked down. Lizzie seemed excited,
'Much Ado? Ooo, with that fellow from telly? Yes, please! Those are popular tickets!' she replied.
'Fabulous!' Simon said, 'I'll meet you here after work and we'll grab a bite before we go.'
This was a change for Lizzie. She loved the theatre, she was always trying to get her ex boyfriend Duncan to go but he always grumbled that it was boring. The last time she had asked they had an argument, she had asked if he found her boring and he answered 'YES'. That had been the final straw, after Duncan she promised herself to be a little more fun. She had become more flirtatious, she had stripped for a plumber that had come over, she even had a fling with a stranger and his lady boss at a country retreat before she had dinner with her mother. Her mother couldn't understand why she seemed so tired at supper.
As promised, Simon met her at her desk and they went for a pub meal then went to the show. The play was all that was promised, at the intermission, they discussed how they felt about the performance. The lead actor was good, but Simon found that the leading lady was stronger, and very seductive to boot. Lizzie teased him about his crush. After the show, they went for some drinks and discussed the play again and made some arrangements to see more plays. Much to Simon's surprise, he found out that Lizzie lived near the next station along from his, so they ended up boarding the same train. Being a gentleman, he offered to ensure she returned home safely. Lizzie felt special being treated so well by this charming man. Just as they neared Lizzie's place in Hagan to rain lightly. At the door she offered him to come in from the rain.
'Thank you for joining me tonight,' said Simon, ' I hope you enjoyed yourself?'
'I did, thank you, Simon. We must do this again.' She hugged him and kissed him on his cheek. Simon had never noticed it before as she was always dressed in her business attire, but Lizzie had a large chest as she hugged him. Simon returned the kiss to her cheek. Lizzie looked at him and went in for the kill and kissed him lightly on the lips, then again. Simon's hand brushed down her back then he gently squeezed her bum. The feel of his gentle touch thrilled her even more. Without a word, she led Simon through her house to the bedroom. Simon removed her glasses and then proceeded to kiss her more passionately. Lizzie stood back and removed her suit, she then began to unbutton her blouse, letting it fall to the floor, Simon's eyes widened at the sight of her large breasts enclosed in her bra. Lizzie unhooked the front and let her boobs fall free then removed her panties revealing a landing strip of pubic hair. Simon was stunned then proceeded to undress himself. He hesitated when he got to his briefs but Lizzie encouraged him to remove them.
'OH MY GOD!' they both said simultaneously. Lizzie and Simon looked at his penis, his erection was huge. Lizzie hadn't expected that of Simon.
'I have never felt or looked so big, Lizzie! This must be the effect you have on all men!' he exclaimed.
'Only you, big boy!' Lizzie purred. She then knelt in front of him and sucked him off. His balls were shaven but the rest of his body was evenly covered with hair. As she blew him, Lizzie ran her hands over his body, the hair entwining in her fingers. She then laid on the bed and asked Simon if he would like to taste her and he obliged. She had never experienced a pussy lick like the one Simon gave her...he was gentle and passionate. With his nosed buried in her strip of bush, he softly kissed and suckled her clit, the sensation was overpowering. Lizzie lifted his head and asked softly,
'Simon...please fu...no, please make love to me.' Simon climbed between her legs and pressed his massive erection into her soft slit. With little resistance, his prick easily slid in and out of her. Bracing himself by putting his hands beside her arms he built up his pace.
'Unh, unh, unh, unh!' Lizzie groaned with each thrust. Simon paused and knelt between her legs. He put them together and rested each foot on his shoulders. His soft body hair tickled the back of her legs and he continued to penetrate her, he kissed her feet and ankles as he did. Lizzie's tits swung wildly with each thrust and she held them together. Restraining herself made her more aroused and separated her legs and pulled Simon back down. Most other men were greedy with her boobs, not Simon, he briefly nuzzled her cleavage but only kissed her nipples and top of her breasts. Lizzie wrapped her legs around Simon and linked her ankles behind him. Simon laid on top of her, running his hands behind her shoulders and holding them on top. Lizzie rolled her head from side to side in rapture, her mouth wide open, eyes shut. She ran her fingers down Simon's back then gripped his gyrating ass, digging in her nails, controlling his thrusting. Simon's head was beside hers, into his ear she whispered,
'Simon, when you come...come in me. It's OK.' It didn't take long and with a heavy sigh, Simon shot his load deep into Lizzie's twat. She moaned with the feeling of his warm cream inside her.

Through the opened window, an autumn breeze cooled the room. Lizzie awoke with a shiver. Simon slept soundly beside her. She pulled back the covers and found her nightie in the darkness and put it on. She saw there was a text on her phone and read it. It was from Charlie, the one she had a fling with. He was going to be back in the country in a few weeks and wanted to meet up with her. Lizzie's mind went fuzzy. She looked up at the figure sleeping in her bed, his arm resting above the covers. She raised her finger to answer the text and couldn't think about what to write into the phone resting on her trembling hand...

[Sam Therapy]

This one follows on from guvn00rr's 'A Hard Act To Follow'


Simon was excited! He wasn't going to deny it, let alone to himself! After his date with Lizzie, and especially after the fantastic night they had spent together he had barely thought about anything else. A girl who was intelligent and witty and was also drop dead sexy. Perhaps not the most gorgeous 'looker' but she was sweet. A demure restrained looking girl that hid the sexy man-eater underneath. And more importantly, she liked HIM!
They had parted that morning with Simon racing back to his flat for a quick change of clothes. He rather hoped he would have bumped into her on the journey into work, but she was nowhere to be seen.
What if she had just regarded him as a one night stand? Oh boy! So this is how girls feel after their first night of sex with a guy! He chuckled grimly to himself, particularly when he thought of some of the withering put downs he had used in the past.
He spent much of the morning wondering if he should nip down to her unit and ask her on another date. Or maybe send an email? Plucking up his courage he decided to do just that and find out where he stood.
She was sitting at her desk, PC on, with the phone pressed to her ear.
"No ... Really, there's nothing else to say ..."
She caught sight of Simon and her face lit up into a lovely smile. His heart felt like it would explode it was beating so fast! She gave a little wave to him, held up two fingers and mouthed 'Two minutes?' And indicated the chair opposite her desk.
"Well, I'm sorry you're disappointed too ... but really there's no future in this!"
The conversation continued for a little while longer, with Lizzie rolling her eyes as if to say 'What can you do?' Finally it ended.
"Sorry about that ... bloody Tim Weston is still harping on about a 'Hardcopy Archive'! You'd think that neanderthal had never heard of the digital age!
She smiled at him "I was wondering if I'd see you today."
"Really!" He gushed ... 'play it cool, Simon, play it cool' ... He kept saying to himself.
"Well ... after what we got up to last night!" She whispered, looking around to make sure no one could hear. "You might not want to see me again!"
'Sod this cool lark!' Simon thought to himself
"You're kidding!" He grinned "You were fantastic!"
Lizzie blushed and laughed "Thanks! You were rather good too!"
"I'd love to see you again."
"Well ...." Lizzie pretended to be thinking about it, but burst out laughing when she saw Simon's face fall.
"Can't make this evening ... Saturday OK ... Lunch? I'll cook something and we can watch the match on TV afterwards if you like?"
Simon truly believed he had died and gone to heaven!
"I'll bring the wine!"
As he left, after stealing a quick kiss on her lips, her phone rang. She groaned and gave a little wave bye bye.
"Hello? Oh ... I told you not to ring on this line ..."
He was just about to leave her office, when she called out to him. He turned round, she was cradling the phone between her head and shoulder. She had unbuttoned her blouse down below her bra and had pulled It open to give him a lovely view of her cleavage!
She winked at him and quickly turned round to button herself up as someone entered the office.

Saturday took an eternity to arrive. Never the most romantic of guys, he arrived at Lizzie's flat armed with a bunch of flowers and a bottle of wine. Blimey, she really was getting to him! Obviously he was looking forward to another session of steamy sex with her, but another part just wanted to know more about her; Her interests, passions. Some stuff to fill in the blanks. There were an awful lot of blanks.
He mustn't assume he would get sex. Nothing more of a turn-off for a girl than that. He'll offer to help with the food, pour some wine, get chatting. 'Don't stare at her tits', Simon! Yes that little voice was back in his head. Pity it was the same one that was saying 'Just think how they will feel with your cock between them!' And 'She would look lovely with your semen dribbling down her chin!'
Oh boy! What was he to do?
The door opened and she stood before him, that sweet smile on her face. He felt an erection form. The good news was that her cleavage was covered by the sweater she was wearing. The bad news was that said sweater was tight, very tight, and seemed to make her chest appear even larger!
"Oh how sweet!" She smiled as he handed her the flowers "Oooh yum, wine. I've got a couple of bottles too ... I hope you're not driving anytime soon?"
"Not unless you want to get rid of me!"
She kissed him on the lips "No chance ... You're all mine today!"
He followed her into her kitchen/dining room. Or more to the point, followed her backside that was sexily covered by her pair of tight jeans!
Groan!
"I'm really looking forward to getting to know you better!"
Putting the flowers in a vase she turned and grinned "Mmmm I bet ... But you've seen most of me already!"
"Well, that's not quite what I mean." He stuttered
"Well ... while you're thinking about what to say how about a little 'entree' before lunch?"
"Sounds good ... What is it?"
"Me!" She pushed him back against the edge of the sink and holding his waist kissed him deeply on the mouth, pressing her breasts to his chest.
"Hang on!" She stepped back and pulled her sweater up over her head and tossed it aside!
She resumed kissing him pulling his hands to the cups of her bra. They seemed even bigger than before. Smiling she started to lead him to her bedroom.
"What about lunch!" He laughed.
"It'll keep ... unless you'd prefer to watch the casserole cook!"
Simon stopped talking.
They fell on the bed and greedily started pulling each other's clothes off, all the while trying to maintain kissing each other. He started struggling with her bra clip.
"Why do they make these things so bloody difficult." he groaned.
Lizzie rolled her eyes, sat up, grinning as he nibbled her ear, and undid the bra in one swift move! They moved under the bed clothes, literally in Simon's case; down, down, down ... She could see his progress by the lump under the covers. Gently he teased her legs apart and kissed her vagina. She sighed as she felt his tongue work itself along her groove, touching all those sensitive places.
"Higher!" She whispered, guiding him to that special place.
"Oh yes! You got it!"
Simon began licking. Funny how you never get any exercises for your tongue for situations such as these!
She began to laugh.
Pausing, he looked up but could only see the curve of her breasts under the bed clothes.
"What's so funny?"
"Stop analysing ... Keep going ...!"
He resumed. Lizzie clamped her thighs around his head and began rhythmically pumping him, her sighs and moans indicating how aroused she was. Simon began to worry about his oxygen supply and reasoned that his survival depended on how quickly he could lick her to orgasm. His survival depended on his tongue ... But what a way to go!
Afterwards she lay in his arms, a smile on her face. Finally he got his chat! Firing off question after question, in fear that his services would be required or maybe that she would start taking advantage of him she laughed and asked him if they were playing twenty questions!
"Sorry, I just want to know everything about you!"
"Oh, I'm an open book!" She lied.
A shrill buzz from the kitchen indicated that the food was ready, and grabbing her panties from the floor, she pulled them on and left.
Simon felt he was in heaven. Intelligent, sexy, a willing and eager lover and a great cook to boot. A keeper, as his sister would have said!

That evening after they had fucked, watched the match, fucked, had something to eat for supper, fucked again and finally decided to call it a day and go to bed and fuck, Lizzie remembered she still hadn't cleared the lunch stuff away.
"You stay there, Si, relax and get yourself ready for when I come back!" She smiled.
Returning to the kitchen she started scrubbing the pans and dishes she had used. Something caught her eye on the window sill. Picking up her phone she pumped in the password. It was still there, she hadn't deleted it.
Sighing she took a deep breath, her naked breasts heaving beneath her apron. Glancing furtively at the open door down the hall she saw Simon, naked on his back, fast asleep. Smiling she shook her head. She couldn't blame him, they'd been at it like rabbits all day. He'd been fantastic and she felt confident he'd enjoyed himself too!
She found the still unanswered message and hit reply.
'Great to hear from you, but there's no way I can meet you at the airport, something's come up.' She paused, took another deep breath, another glance in Simon's direction 'How about booking a room, THE SAME ROOM! at our Hotel on Saturday?'



(she's a naughty girl isn't she?)

[Sam Therapy]

Maylynn couldn't believe her luck! The guy she had fancied from the gym had finally noticed her and had asked her out on a date! They had gone for a drink at a local wine bar, very quiet and romantic. They had shared a bottle of wine and what had meant to be a couple of 'nibbles' had extended into a substantial parade of food!
Jeff had told her he had only recently moved into the area and was hoping to make some new friends. He had stared into her eyes and whispered "... and maybe something more permanent!"
Her heart nearly skipped a beat! They hadn't known each other for more than an hour but she really felt a connection with him. Much more so than some of the other losers she had gone out with!
He had suggested they go back to her flat for a 'Nightcap' as they had made their way to their cars, but Maylynn held true to her resolve, shook her head, and declined.
"Perhaps another time! I've really enjoyed myself though ..."
"Obviously not enough for me to get that 'last drink'!" Jeff looked gloomily at her.
Maylynn had placed a finger on his lips and said "Shush!" She tilted her head and kissed him full on the lips, pushing her tongue into his waiting mouth.
He didn't resist And they embraced against her car, his hands starting to move down to her bottom.
"Mmmm" She uttered, wondering if her initial decision of abstinence had been wrong.
His hand reached the hem of her dress and, still kissing her, gently Started to pull it up. Maylynn's eyes widened. She pulled back.
"No ... not yet!"
"Please ... No one can see us!" He urged.
"I want our first time to be special!"
"I promise I wont go that far ... not here!"
She looked up at him, so earnest. She could see that, even on the dim light.
"Ok." She whispered.
He resumed kissing her while he pulled her dress up to her waist. Slipping his hand on her bottom she felt him pause as he realised she was wearing a G-string. He squeezed her left buttock and after gently running his finger between the crevice squeezed its partner too!
Something triggered, she began kissing him with abandon and felt his hand move round and slip between her legs! His fingers casually brushed what remained of her waxed bush. So intimate, she'd offered no resistance and here he was about to ... Yes! In went one then two of his fingers!
She looked up at him, about to get him to stop but his index finger began rubbing her at exactly the right spot.
"Ahhh ..." She whimpered quietly. He kissed her on the lips.
"You really want this don't you?" He whispered, grinning and slowly increasing the motion of his finger.
She nodded, trying to stop gasping and failed.
"Mmmm, mmmm ..." She closed her eyes and felt him kiss her again, pushing his tongue deep in her mouth. He was concentrating rubbing her secret place and involuntarily she began rubbing against him.
Faster and faster he rubbed her, occasionally slipping a finger into her moist pussy. She was grasping him tightly now as she climaxed.
"Ohhh!" She groaned in relief her head buried under his. A smile spreading on her face.
He stopped rubbing and cheekily slipped two fingers inside her. At that point she realised that he was her Master. He leisurely explored her, Maylynn looking up at him not expecting him to then slip his fingers in her mouth. She greedily sucked, tasting her own juices.
They parted, Maylynn pulling her g-string back into place and straightening her dress. They agreed to meet again. This time at his flat.
Maylynn smiled sexily at him and whispered ".. and perhaps you can slip something else inside me!"

She returned to her flat. Still smiling from the evening's 'entertainment'. He really was a keeper, assuming other parts of his anatomy could be used as skillfully as his fingers! She prepared to go to bed and slipped on her nightie. Before she could slip between the covers she noticed she had received a message on her iphone.
'Hi ... tks for a lovely evening' 😋
Quickly she tapped a response.
'Glad you enjoyed it ... I did too ... Particularly the end!' 😜
'😏 I guessed you liked that bit!'
'You must think I'm a right slut!'
She paused, wondering how he would respond.
'Not at all! .. I think you're a hot and horney woman! Sexy too!'
'😊'
'looking forward to tomorrow evening!'
'Me too' She tapped, her hand slipping between her legs.
'Would you do me a favour?'
'What?'
'Send me a selfie?'
'Sure ... 😉'
She slipped out from her bed. A grin on her face. She pulled off her nightie and panties. Discarding them in the hall she turned the bathroom light on and stood before the mirror, phone in hand. Hoping that she looked as sexy as she felt she took a snap of herself in the mirror.
Before she could change her mind she sent it off to him!
He replied almost immediately.
'😝'
And then with '😜'
She sat on the edge of the bath, smiling. She responded.
'Like? 😉'
'YOU BET! You're one sexy babe Maylynn!
'Thanks 😏'
'looking forward to sucking your lovely titties!'
'You naughty boy! ... But ... Yes ... I'm looking forward to you sucking and licking them too!😋'
'And could my cock follow where my fingers were this evening?'
'😮 ... 😋 ... YES! ... I want your cock in me ... Right now actually!'

Her front doorbell rang. With a thrill of excitement, and without bothering to put any of her clothes back on, she ran down the hall and opened the door!
He stood before her. A sheepish grin on his face.
Without a second thought she leapt into his arms; her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms around his neck. She kissed him on the lips and began rubbing herself on him.
He carried her to the bedroom and within a minute she had him naked, between her outstretched legs, his thick warm cock deep within her and the happy prospect of his lovely warm semen pumping deep inside her!