Paula likes it

Paula likes it
By: bOB (pandb72@hotmail.com)

One of my fantasies is for my wife to be fucked hard while I have to watch or maybe be outside the room listening to her being satisfied. Paula is a very sexual person and very pretty as well, She is 27 years old, about 5'7" and 125 lbs. She has long brown hair and green eyes. So here is one of my fantasies.

My wife and I have been fantasizing for many years about her taking a stranger to bed and letting him cum inside her, but she has always wanted gentle sex, that was until we started to talk to a guy called Mike from a web site. He wanted to fuck Paula really quite hard and to leave her covered in love bites, especially on her breasts, he also insisted on fucking her bare back. As we talked about it more and more, Paula became more and more excited about it, which was quite a shock to me. Mike wanted us to go to his house and wanted Paula just to wear a garter belt and stockings, a long coat, and black pumps with 4 inch heels.

After several e-mails, we decided to do it. Paula got ready for him and let me help, it was so very erotic soaping her breasts and her pussy getting her ready for another man, my cock was as hard as rock and throbbing, but Mike had said that I was not to fuck her before we went to meet him. Paula put on her stockings, her high heels and then her full length coat, the air was charged as we got into the car and drove to Mike's place. We didn't say a word, we didn't have to.

Mike only lived about 30 minutes away, we parked our car on the street nearby and walked to his front door, we knocked and he let us in and greeted us very warmly, but that was where the pleasantries ended. Mike was very sure of himself and simply walked over to Paula and kissed her with great sexuality, Paula responded warmly with their tongues in each others mouths and saliva dripping, Mike opened Paula's coat and immediately started to roughly feel her breasts, her nipples were so big and hard, it was clear that she was very excited, he then ran his hands down over her tummy and her hips and then held her bum and pulled her to him, Paula was running her hands all over him, pulling at his shirt and opening it so that she could feel his chest against her breasts, she then took out his cock, the only other cock she had ever touched other than mine, I almost came there and then as they rubbed each others bodies.

We then went up to Mikes bedroom where they quickly lay down and continued in their passion, Mike breaking away to tell me how good my wife felt and that he was going to fuck her and fill her. He then told me to go into the spare room and followed me in, he told me to sit on a chair in the middle of the room where he tied my hands behind the chair and got Paula to help bind me, they were both naked. Mike then stood behind Paula and ran his hands over her body in front of me, he asked Paula what she wanted, and she said " I want you to fuck me Mike, I want you to take me completely and I want your cum inside me" they then started to kiss again, her feeling his hard cock and him fingering her sopping cunt and sucking on her breasts, they then broke away and went back to his bedroom without me. All I could hear was Mike grunting and Paula moaning, times when is sounded like slapping, she then got louder as she does just before she cums, then I heard her scream that she was cumming and then shortly afterwards, she was telling him to cum deep inside her and slight grunting noises from him. My cock was so hard but I couldn't touch it.

After a while I heard them get up and they both came into the room, they were both naked and once more Mike stood behind my wife running his hands over her naked body. He told me that my wife was now his to fuck anytime he wished and that she was full of his cum, Paula looked at me and she did appear to be his now,. My cock was still throbbing, I wanted to cum so much. Her neck and breasts were covered in bites, redness on her breasts and ass, and I could clearly see Mikes semen running down her legs, his cock was still glistening. Paula told me that he was so much better of a lover then I was and his cock was muck bigger than mine and filled her when he fucked her. She said she loved the feeling of Mike shooting his cum inside her. Paula said she wanted more of his big hard cock, they walked over to me, Mike told Paula to lift her leg over me so that I could reach her sopping cunt, I lapped away at her swallowing Mikes spunk. They then went back to bed. I fell asleep at some stage and it was morning when I woke. Mike came in and untied me, I followed him into his room where Paula was still naked in his bed, Mike pulled back the sheets so that I could see me wife lying on her back fully satisfied.

Dave's Reunion

Dave's Reunion
By: Just Plain Bob (rdavis9607@msn.com)

I was sitting in Bennigan's with my wife and my best friend Ben. Ben and I had been friends forever it seemed, at least from the sixth grade on. After we finished eating we sat there making small talk and Ben asked me if I was going to our classes twentieth reunion and I told him that I wasn't.

"Hey bud, you really need to go, the things are a blast."

"Why would I want to go and see those assholes? Most of them made my life miserable when I went to school with them."

"That's the beauty of it bud, you get to go back and see what they turned into. You didn't go back to the tenth so you missed out on some pretty good laughs. Remember Beverly Abeg? Miss Super Hot Cheerleader who thought that her shit didn't stink? She waddled into the reunion bud, actually waddled. She was two-fifty if she was an ounce. It did my heart good to see her like that. She turned me down for a date half a dozen times when we were in school. It tickled me to death to be there with Marcia (his very foxy wife) on my arm. Billy Holbrook, star quarterback and Mr. Big Shot On Campus is bald and has a beer belly that you wouldn't believe. You have to go bud. You owe it to yourself to see what a bunch of losers that the people who put you down really are."

"I don't think so Ben. I've put all that behind me and I think I prefer it that way."

"Oh come on bud, forget about those assholes. You need to go back and rub their noses in it. You are successful, you have a gorgeous wife and you keep yourself in great shape. You ain't Mr. Four Eyed Nerd anymore. Go back bud, go back, flaunt it and rub it in."

"It's not my style Ben."

"Okay, then do it for me."

"What?"

"When I went back for the tenth people asked about you and I told them how great you were doing. I'm sure that none of them believed me so go show them that I'm not a liar."

Then my wife Julie chimed in, "You should go Dave. It would give you closure on some of the things that you have carried around in your head for so long."

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I didn't really want to do it, but between Ben and Julie they finally wore me down and got me to agree to go. The three of us made plans to make the two hundred-mile drive and then at the last minute Ben's company sent him out of town on business. As Julie and I drove I thought back to my high school years and remembered how much I had hated them. I was the classic example of the kid that everybody liked to pick on. Glasses, a little pudgy, not interested in sports, grade A student, in short, I was what everybody called a nerd. I was the butt of practical jokes and girls laughed at me when I asked them for dates. The only friends I had were my fellow nerds and of course Ben. In general, the whole period from sixth to twelfth grade sucked.

Things changed for me in college. There was a more divergent student body and most of the kids there were there to learn so I wasn't the odd man out. Contact lens came along and that put an end to the Coke bottle glasses I had been wearing. I got a girlfriend who ran track and she made me run with her almost every day and that put an end the pudginess. Stella and I ended up splitting, but I never stopped running and it has kept me in pretty decent shape. I was definitely not the Dave Wilson who had graduated from that school twenty years ago.

It was a good thing that we were all wearing name tags because I did not recognize a soul. I began to understand what Ben had been trying to tell me in Bennigan's. Almost all the girls that I had been enraptured by in high school were matronly looking, overweight, wearing too much makeup and I couldn't believe all the dyed hair I saw. I smiled to myself when I thought about how I had lusted after them and had wished that I could make them mine. Now I thanked God that none of them had taken me up on my advances. The guys, with several exceptions, were all about the same. Almost every one of the jocks had let themselves go and they looked like a bunch of fat used car salesmen.

I was surprised to find that the ones who had come through the years in decent shape were my fellow nerds. We all ended up at the same table and began to compare careers, goals and the rest. The nerds had gone to college, applied themselves and had become successful and like most successful people they found that it was to their benefit to have a good appearance and that meant staying fit. I looked at the only friends that I'd had in that miserable school and to a man they all looked better than the guys who had been the jocks and the most popular guys in school - and we all knew it. We sat there and looked at all the ones that had looked down on us and made life hell for us and then we had a good laugh at how things had turned out.

I had been so wrapped up in talking to my old friends that I had not paid too much attention to Julie. She had been asked to dance by a couple of guys and I had lost track of her. I looked around and didn't see her and I figured that she must have gone to the ladies room. I went back to talking, but a half-hour later I looked around again and still didn't see her. I excused myself from the group and went looking for her. I asked people if they had seen her and no one had. It might have been my imagination, but I thought I saw smirks on several faces as I went around looking for Julie. Finally one girl told me that she thought she had seen Julie leave with Billy Mack and Bobby Joe Martin. I asked the girl if she had any idea where they might have gone and the girl's face flushed, she looked away from me and said she had to be going. I didn't think she knew what she was talking about anyway. Why would Julie have left with two black guys?

I was walking back to the table I'd been sitting at and as I passed by another table I heard a snatch of conversation, "...Bobby Joe got a party going up in room 623 and he...." I tried to remember if there was more than one Bobby Joe in our class and while I wasn't positive, I was pretty sure that there was only one. Did Julie leave to go to a party without telling me, or was I so wrapped up in talking to my friends that I didn't hear her. I didn't think she would go without telling me. Maybe she just got bored and went up to our room. When I got back to the table I said goodbye, promised to keep in touch and headed up to our room.

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Julie wasn't there. I picked up the phone and asked the desk to connect to Bobby Joe Martin's room. When the phone was answered I could hear a lot of noise in the background and I asked for Bobby Joe, "This is he."

"This is Dave Wilson Booby Joe and I'm looking for my wife. Someone said that they thought that she might have gone up to a party in your room."

"Yeah Dave, she's here. Room 623, come on up" and he hung up.

I wasn't all that sure that I wanted to party with Bobby Joe and Billy. While they had never been among my tormenters in high school, they hadn't been all that friendly either. The black students had hung together and very few of them had made any effort to get to know the white students. To be fair about it though the white students hadn't made any effort to get to know the blacks either. No matter, Julie was at the party so I had to go there.

I knocked on the door to 623 and the door was opened by a black guy whose nametag said "Jeff Lewis." I vaguely remembered him, but I don't believe we had ever spoken before. "Dave, you lucky motherfucker, come on in."

I walked in the door and the first thing I saw was Julie. She was on the bed naked and on her knees with her head buried in a pillow and with Billy buried in her pussy.

"What the fuck?" I yelled and started toward the bed to shove Billy off of her. Hands grabbed me and forcefully shoved me down in a chair and held me there.

"Sorry man, I had hoped that you would be cool with this" Bobby Joe said. For the first time I noticed that there were eight black men in the room besides Billy. I struggled to get up and Jeff grabbed Julie's bra up off the floor and used it to tie my hands behind my back and the he tore up a pillowcase and used it to tie me to the chair.

"Sorry about this Dave," Jeff said, "But we don't want you getting hurt and that's just what would happen if you tried to interfere."

"Sorry about this Dave" Bobby Joe said, "Me and Billy thought we could rip off a quick piece and get her back to the reunion before you missed her, but some of these guys found out we had her here and they wanted a taste of her too and things kind of got out of hand."

On the bed Billy was hissing, "Here it comes baby, here it comes" and then he stopped plunging into Julie and just held himself still while he drained. When he got off the bed I could see that he had been in Julie's ass and not her pussy. As soon as he was out of the way another guy got on the bed and plowed into my wife. She moaned and I saw her push her ass back at the invading black cock. The man started fucking her and she began moaning into the pillow again. Billy came over and stood by me, "She loves it man. You are one lucky motherfucker to have her full time. She is one hot piece of ass and it was well worth the wait."

"What wait. What are you talking about?"

"I've been waiting ten years for this and for the entire ten years I've been praying that you would come back for this reunion and bring this slut with you."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"When Ben came back for the tenth reunion we got to drinking and talking about pussy. He told Bobby Joe and me that your old lady was the finest piece of pussy he'd ever had. The way he described her and what she did to him made me and Bobby Joe want to meet her."

"He told you that? Ben told you that he was fucking my wife?"

"Said he was doing her before you got married and just never got around to stopping. That's how we got her up here man. Told her if she didn't take care of us me and Bobby Joe would make sure that you found out about her and Ben."

"So why are you shooting him through the grease now?"

"We're caught man. If we had got her back downstairs you would have never known, but we didn't. When this is over and you talk to her she would have to tell you because she can't holler rape, not without us blowing the whistle on her and Ben."

On the bed the man fucking Julie had finished and Jeff and another guy rolled Julie over onto her back. Jeff moved between her legs and they came up and locked around him as he speared into her. I saw her white hand reach over, grasp the other man's black cock and pull it to her mouth. I don't think that she was yet aware that I was even in the room.

I sat tied to the chair and watched as three more blacks fucked Julie and it wasn't until two of them wanted her ass and pussy at the same time that Julie knew I was in the room. Two of them had just finished, one cumming in her mouth and one unloading in her cunt, and the next two pulled her up so they could sit her on one while the other took her ass from behind. As soon as she was pulled up into a sitting position she saw me and her face drained of color. Then the two men pushed her into the position that they wanted her, which had her facing away from me, and then they started fucking her. For the first time since I'd come in the room Julie didn't have her face in a pillow or a cock in her mouth and I got to hear more than just moans.

"Oh God, oh Jesus, oh yes, like that, just like that, fuck me, fuck me hard."

Even as they plowed her holes and she asked them to fuck her harder she kept trying to look back over her shoulder at me, but the guy on the bottom kept pulling her face down to his so he could tongue fuck her mouth. Even with her mouth on his I could still hear her mewls of pleasure as both cocks continued to batter at her ass and cunt.

The guy in Julie's ass finished first and as he got off the bed Julie pulled her head up and looked back at me. She started to say something but just then Bobby Joe shoved his cock in her ass and I saw her face contort as she screamed out, "Oh yes, oh dear God yes!"

I looked up at Jeff, "You can cut me loose now. I've seen all I care to see and I want to leave."

When I was untied I got up and headed for the door and Jeff said, "We'll take good care of her and see that she gets back to your room safe.

"Keep her for all I care. I've got no use for a whore."

I went back to my room and packed all of my stuff and then I packed all of Julie's. I carried Julie's bags up to room 623 and when Billy answered the door I handed him the bags and then I headed down to the front desk to check out and get started on the long ride home.

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When I got home there were seven messages on the answering machine, all of them from Julie, and I deleted them without listening to them. My mood pretty much sucked so I called in sick to work on Monday. Julie called six times and I either let the machine take the call or I took the call myself and then hung up when I heard her voice. So I happened to be at home at two in the afternoon when Ben called. The surprise at getting me at home that early in the day was evident in his voice, "Oh Dave, how you doing bud?"

"Julie's not here Ben."

"Julie? Why would I be calling Julie?"

"You tell me Ben. Why would you be calling here this time of day for me? I'm supposed to be at work, remember?"

There was silence on the other end of the line. "You might be able to reach her at the Hyatt, you know, the hotel where the reunion was held. Try Bobby Joe's room. It's room 623. If she's still there though she may just be too busy to take your call. Last time I saw her she had a black cock pushing into her from either end. It seems that Billy Mack and Bobby Joe Martin got so fired up by what you told them at the tenth reunion - you know, about how good a fuck my wife was - that they just had to try her themselves. Oh and by the way Ben, I don't think it would be a good idea for you to ever let me see you again."

For the next three days the phone calls from Julie kept coming in and I either deleted them from the answering machine or hung up on her. On the fourth day I received a registered letter at my office and I opened it up to find that it was from Julie. At first I was just going to throw it away, but then I got curious. No salutation, just "I hoped that we could talk before I came home, but it is obvious that you are never going to take my calls which is too bad because we have a lot that we need to talk about. Regardless of what you think of me know this - you are and always have been the love of my life and I do not want and never have wanted to spend my life with anyone but you. I'm renting a car and I will be home when you get home from work and I will not leave the house until we talk."

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When I pulled into the drive at six that evening there were two cars there. One with a rental agency sticker in the window and Ben's car. I found them both sitting on the couch waiting for me when I walked in. Ben stood up and held up his hands, "Just listen to me first Dave and then you can go ahead and whip my ass if you want - I won't even try to defend myself - but hear me out first."

I just stood there and looked at him as he went on, "I have never had sex with Julie. Not that I haven't wanted to, but she has always been yours and I have never tried. I am guilty of being human though and I did say a lot to Billy and Bobby Joe that I shouldn't have. We were drinking and talking about the girls we used to chase in school and who scored on whom. Then we got to talking about women that we would like to have sex with and to make myself look like a stud to them I lied about Julie and me. That was ten years ago Dave, I never thought that they would remember any of that stuff. It was all just bullshit Dave. I picked Julie to brag about because she was the one woman that I most wanted. I never would have ever done anything to deliberately hurt Julie, you know I wouldn't."

When he finished talking he stood there and waited for me to say something. I just stared at him for several seconds and then I told him to leave, "Just get out of here Ben. Just go."

"I'm sorry Dave, honest to God I'm sorry" and he left.

I went over and sat down in the chair across from the couch and looked at Julie. There was maybe a minute of silence and then Julie said, "I'm sorry Dave, but it wasn't my fault."

"How could it not be your fault Julie. You went up to the room with them. What did you think that two black men were going to do with you, play cards?"

"I shouldn't have gone up to the room with them and I know that now. I had a few too many and I wasn't thinking clearly at the time. Billy and Bobby Joe told me what Ben told them and I told them that they were wrong, that it was all bullshit. They said they had proof that he hadn't lied and they told me that they would show it to me. I told them they couldn't have proof because it wasn't true and then Billy said, "Okay, come on up and we'll show you. I stupidly went up with them and then once in the room it was just a case of "Let's rape the white bitch."

"Julie, I was there. They tied me to a fucking chair and I had to sit there and watch while nine guys fucked you in every hole you had. If it was rape you damn sure weren't fighting it. I heard you begging them to fuck you. I heard you scream out, "Oh yes, just like that, fuck me, fuck me hard." That sure doesn't sound like rape to me."

"How long have we been married Dave, fifteen years? In fifteen years you haven't noticed how responsive I am when we have sex? How many times have you wanted sex and I said no that I didn't feel like it and you went ahead and took me anyway? Did you ever notice that those times I tried to lay there and not give you the satisfaction of responding? Was I ever successful? No I wasn't. Once you got started my body responded and you had me screaming in two minutes. Why would you expect it to be any different just because men that I weren't married to started shoving cocks in me? I fought them Dave. I struggled, I called them every filthy name I could think of and they just laughed and kept on fucking me. I thought I did pretty good considering. I managed to lay there stiff as a board the first time that Billy fucked me and for the first two times that Bobby Joe had me, but by Billy's second time my body had taken over and then it was non-stop until nine o'clock the next morning."

She looked at me like she was expecting me to say something, but I just sat there and looked at her.

"You were there Dave. Did you see a break in the action where my body could come down from it's sexual high? And if it had do you think that it would have made any difference? I couldn't fight off Billy and Bobby Joe so how the hell could I have fought off nine of them? Even if they had stopped to let me rest for an hour or two they still would have had me going again by the time the third or fourth guy fucked me. I didn't do it on purpose Dave. It wasn't my fault. I know I contributed by being stupid enough to go up to the room with them, but I only did that so I could shoot down their so-called proof. When it was over I couldn't even call the cops and holler rape because they videotaped me begging for more cock. So there it is Dave. I might have been turned into a nigger-loving whore for one night, but it was only because my body did what comes natural to it. I'm sorry that I can't go back and undo it, that I can't go back and do things differently. I love you Dave and I always have. I'm hoping and praying that you love me as much or at least enough to help us get past this."

When she finished she sat there and waited for me to say something. What could I say? It didn't matter how it happened, the fact was that it did happen. It happened and I was forced to watch. "Okay, so you didn't do it on purpose, but how am I supposed to live with it? How do I look at you everyday and not see black cock going into your mouth, your ass and your pussy while you scream out how good it feels and beg for more?"

"I have to live with the same memories."

"Yeah, you lived it, but you loved it. You might not have wanted to do it, but you did, and your memories are going to be good ones. You will think back and remember that you had never been so thoroughly satisfied. Every time you see a black man it will trigger the memory and you will get a warm fuzzy feeling. You can say bullshit, but you just got through reminding me how sexual you are. Every time I see a black man my memories are going to be of being tied to a chair and forced to watch you be a black cock-loving slut. I will always see you begging for it and I don't know that I can live with that."

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But we talked and talked and Julie and I were able to put the marriage back together and it lasted all of another three years. Then one day I came home from work early and found her bouncing up and down on Billy's dick while Ben was buried in her ass and Bobby Joe was occupying her mouth. Julie tried to get me to buy a rape story, but in her haste to get down to fucking she had neglected to clear a message off of our answering machine.

"Julie baby, how you doing? Bobby Joe and me are in town and we are having lunch with Ben. It's been almost three months since I've had your hot mouth on my cock and Ben suggested we call you and see if it's okay for us to come with him when he comes for his regular nooner. Give us a call at 555-1333 and we can be there in fifteen."

Bobby Joe had been telling me the truth at the reunion and Julie and Ben had gotten together and concocted their story so as to get Julie back into my good graces. I tossed her ass out and I haven't spoken to her in a year. She still calls me at least once a week, but I don't take the calls. I get an occasional letter from her that I do read just out of curiosity. She swears she loves me and only me and can we please get back together. Like I said, I read them, but then I throw them away.

FLASH

FLASH
By: DarkKnight (darkknightatl@yahoo.com)

FLASH! The camera whirred. She picked it up from the bathroom counter and turned it around to see the captured image. On the color screen of the digital camera was a pert, pink nipple. Not just any nipple. It was Alicia's nipple, and it was gorgeous in its fully engorged state. It rose from her breast like a sugary pink gumdrop.

Alicia had pulled, pinched it, and rubbed it between her thumb and forefinger until it throbbed. She did all of this because Ryan asked her to do so.

"I want a picture of your sexy nipple," Ryan had typed in his email. "I want a close-up shot of your nipple after you've pulled on it, and pinched it. When you're completely turned on by the act of what you're doing, take a picture of it and send it to me."

So here she was, locked safely in the bathroom with the water running to hide any sounds she made. Alicia had to hide her actions. She was hiding from her husband and her children. How could she explain this to them?

"So you see, honey, I'm taking this picture for my online friend, Ryan. We've been sharing pictures of each other. Sexy pictures. Naked pictures. It turns me on to know that he's looking at me and getting a huge erection that's harder than steel."

No, Alicia couldn't explain this and she wouldn't. She was embarrassed by her actions, but at the same time turned on by them. She would keep her naughty little secret. Ryan was her online friend, and they might never meet in person. He lived in Atlanta and she lived in Charlotte, NC, not a great distance from each other but far enough. He was just far enough away where she felt safe to ask him anything, and tell him all of her secret fantasies. Like her biggest, opening her legs to a black man like him. He would not judge her; only listen, and then tell her his own erotic secrets.

She looked again at the picture. It looked sexy and tempting. Alicia had always liked her breasts, even though they were changing at the age of 37. She no longer had the perky tits she had enjoyed in her teen years; even so, her 34 C size breasts were still nice to look at.

They were so sensitive. She loved it when her husband would suck and nibble on them. He could do that for hours and she would let him do it. When he did she could feel her pussy come alive with a fervent hunger.

It was like a sexual pathway had developed between her tits and her pussy. Sometimes all she had to do was bare her breasts to her husband and she would feel herself getting moist between her legs.

She found herself staring at herself in the bathroom mirror. She was wearing a pair of dark blackberry-colored, button-fly stretch jeans that hugged her lower half. She was topless and her breasts were on display in the mirror.

Slowly she watched her own hands gradually slide upward to her breasts. It was as if she was watching someone's erotic homemade movie. She ran her hands all over her breasts, lifting them up and letting them jiggle back into place like cranberry sauce out of the can on Thanksgiving. Only there was just little more jiggle these days, but they were still firm and tantalizing.

Alicia took both nipples in her hands, lightly pinching them between her thumbs and forefingers. She thought about late last night. When everyone was asleep in bed, she read Ryan's erotic stories online, alone in the dark with only the glow of the computer screen. She thought about how she innocently teased her nipples as she read his words. How she could smell the sweet fragrance of her sex rising up from between her grinding thighs. How she longed to be fucked in the rain by a sexy black man like Preston, the main character in Ryan's erotic tale. She wanted to feel his big cock pounding deep inside her sloppy cunt making her cum over and over.

Alicia's pussy was throbbing as hard as her nipples were and her left hand had found its way deep inside her jeans. She watched her fingers dance inside her jeans through the mirror as she heard the clicking sounds of her juices saturating her lavender panties. She envisioned Ryan behind her in the mirror's reflection, fucking her from behind as she fucked herself with three fingers.

Alicia franticly unbuttoned her jeans with her free hand and let them fall into a pool of blackberry denim at her feet. The cool air hit her wet panties and sent a shiver down her spine. Her panties clung to her sex tightly. In the mirror she could see the patch of silky brown hair above her bald, engorged pussy outlined by the delicate material of her panties.

Alicia slowly touched her sex over the wet lavender fabric before pulling it tightly against her aching cunt. She admired the sexy sight in the mirror. Alicia wondered for a minute how much would Ryan enjoy seeing a picture of her pussy like this before slipping her panties off.

Alicia wanted and needed to be fucked badly. She hastily picked up the digital camera and slowly unlocked the bathroom door. She hid the camera behind her back and nervously peeked out the door. When she felt it was safe she tiptoed her way to her lingerie drawer and hid the camera deep in the back, covering it up with her sexy delicates. Her heart was pumping fast with lust and excitement as she concealed her naughty little secret.

Alicia picked up her white terry cloth robe from the edge of her bed and slipped it on. She quietly checked on her children to make sure they were asleep, thankfully they were. Then she threw her robe off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Like a hungry fox hunting a rabbit, she hunted her husband down.

Harry was pleased and surprised when Alicia walked into the kitchen completely nude. He had gone into the kitchen for a drink of water, but that was quickly forgotten. She came to him with a mischievous grin on her face. She rose on her tiptoes and kissed him deep and pressed her body passionately against his.

Harry's hands went first around her silky back, but quickly slid down to her firm ass. He cupped her ass in his powerful hands squeezed and pressed her body into his.

"You feel so good," Alicia moaned. "Meet me in the bedroom. I need you to fuck me so bad." She slivered her hand down to feel the growing bulge in her husband's slacks and slowly stepped away.

"Nawww," Harry replied, "I'm going to watch some TV."

Alicia gave him a wicked stare. A look that said, "Now, or never, ever, again," and she meant it. Harry laughed and moved towards her, pulling his shirt over his head as he walked.

She slowly walked back upstairs; each step was made with a purpose to lure her husband. Harry watched her every enticing move as he followed behind her leaving a trail of his clothes.

He found his wife nude among the many pillows on the bed. Her legs were spread as wide as they could go. Alicia had her hands pulled up behind her head. She was totally exposed and completely acquiescent. The only thing missing were ropes to hold her in that position, a position she had suggested to her husband many times before but he was unwilling to try.

Harry met his vivacious wife in bed and gazed into her green lust-filled eyes. He moved one hand under her back. The other pinched her nipple with his strong fingers. He sucked and nibbled on her other nipple with a deep hunger.

"Yes suck my titties baby, you're making me so fucking horny," Alicia moaned as she grabbed the back of Harry's head and pressed him hard into her breast.

Harry moved his hand down between Alicia's legs and easily slipped two fingers into her soaking wet pussy, slowly finger-fucking his wife. Then he moved his hand from her pussy and smeared her hot juices on her nipples. Harry sucked on his wife's nipples like he was savoring his last meal. He switched back and forth, each time adding a finger inside Alicia's pussy till he had four fingers fucking her.

The pleasure path between Alicia's tits and pussy drove her over the edge. Her eyes were wide open but she couldn't see anything. When she breathed in all she could smell was the essence of her sex. She only felt the electric pulses of passion that flashed violently deep inside her pussy and all over her throbbing nipples.

Alicia came fiercely; so hard that she nearly knocked Harry off the bed when her head rose up, then slammed back down into the pillows with a stunning force as her orgasm overtook her.

Alicia rewarded Harry with equal pleasure. She stroked and sucked his cock until he slammed his head into the pillows and came all over, making a sticky mess.

Alicia rested on her back deep in the pillows between the wet spots. She wondered if Harry had thought about what had inspired her. She looked over to her husband to find him fast asleep and realized he didn't really care. He had been given great sex and nothing else really mattered to him.

Alicia though about Ryan again, the inspiration for the great sex that had developed. She wondered if they would they be doing all the naughty things they talked about in the emails they sent back and forth were he here with her now.

Alicia's eyes moved back to her lingerie drawer and felt her body tingle. She knew what was concealed deep beneath her lingerie. She took in a deep breath and smelled the aroma of sex in the air. She wanted Ryan to fuck her right here, right now beside her sleeping husband. Alicia turned her back to Harry and opened her thighs. She moved her fingers into her moist flesh, imagining Ryan opening an email with a picture of her swollen nipple, and then stroking his hard black cock. She wondered how big he was as she sunk three of her fingers in deeper into her pussy. She wondered if there was any truth to all of the stereotypes out there about black men. She didn't care; she just wanted Ryan inside her cunt instead of her fingers.

Alicia fucked herself harder and faster as she imagined Ryan fucking her from behind and pinching her nipples. She felt the bed vibrating in unison with her fucking herself as she pinched her right nipple. Her breathing grew rapid and she could just hear the sloshing sounds of her wet pussy over her soft moaning.

Alicia's mind took mental snapshots of Ryan fucking her in all kinds of naughty positions as her body rippled onto a powerful orgasm. Her hips raised and gyrated as she pulled her fingers from her swollen pussy and dragged them up to her mouth. Alicia clenched the sheets with her free hand as her body quivered uncontrollably until she fell into the dark quiet of the room.

It took her several moments before she could look over her shoulder to see if Harry had awakened. No, he was still sound asleep quietly snoring to her relief. Alicia rested her head on her pillow and faded into a deep soothing sleep.

******

Alicia ran upstairs to retrieve the digital camera hidden in her lingerie drawer the moment Harry left for work the next day. She stripped off her robe and quickly made her way into the bathroom before her kids woke up.

In the bathroom Alicia took several more photos, each one more provocative than the last. She made sure her face was not in any photo just in case. She realized on her tenth photo she had to get to her computer quickly before she had to get the kids ready for school. Alicia wrapped herself in her robe and silently made her way to her computer.

Alicia nervously uploaded her naughty photos to her computer. "Oh, he's going to love these," she thought to herself as she watched each image pop up on her screen. The last image was of her opening her soft folds with two fingers. She gazed at the photo, noticing how moist her pussy was and how puffy her clit looked. She imagined herself doing this for Ryan, inviting him into her.

Alicia thought about Ryan opening her email, downloading the attached pictures and stroking his hard black cock. Once again she squeezed her crossed thighs together and felt the erotic sensation of moisture well up between her legs.

She typed just how much she wanted to open her wet pussy for him with both hands, how she fantasized about watching his hard black dick entering her salivating cunt slowly. She wrote how her juices would flow down her thighs and coat his cock as he fucked her hard. Alicia wrote how she wanted to suck his dick after he fucked her and wanted to feel Ryan's hot cum splash against her breasts as he stood above her.

Alicia's mind was spinning with lust, and she realized that if Ryan lived in Charlotte she would find away to make her fantasies of him come true. Her robe was wide open and her nipples ached for attention and her wetness was staining the chair.

Her mind changed from the thought that she would never see Ryan in person to maybe as she pinched her right nipple. She knew she had to get off the computer. She had to get upstairs and get in the shower so she could please herself before the kids got up. Alicia needed to cum so badly. She promptly sent her naughty photos and the message to her friend with the title, "You earned it" and rushed to her shower.

Jill's First Date

Jill's First Date
By: Mark (mwds1267@yahoo.com)

Jill, a very attractive brunette with long silky legs and a nice set of tits, had been divorced a little over a year. As she looked into the mirror she thought to herself "not bad for a 30 year old". Jill was going on her first date since the divorce, she was slightly nervous it had been a long time since she was on the dating scene but she was in desperate need of male attention. She had met a nice young man who had been pursuing her for the past two months, after initially declining his offers she relented and accepted and invitation for a dinner and movie.

Jill smoothed out her skirt and checked her blouse to make sure you could not see through the white silk and then turned slowly to make sure she didn't have visible panty lines. After checking her shoulder length hair and makeup one more time she heard the door bell ring. Jill took a deep breath and let it out slowly to calm her nerves and then opened the door. Dave greeted her with a smile and a single rose. As Jill accepted the rose she couldn't help but appreciate Dave's 6'0"height, brown wavy hair cut nice and neat above the ears and hazel eyes with a well proportioned physique, she was acutely aware of her physical attraction to him. She leaned nervously and kissed him on the cheek, she loved the way he smelled, he must be wearing Realm she thought to herself the aroma was intoxicating.

Jill invited him in while she found a vase for the rose, "Your looking very handsome tonight Dave" she said as she walked to the kitchen. "Thanks Jill, I must say your looking absolutely beautiful tonight" Dave said as he watched her tight round ass sway back and forth in her short skirt. "Well thank you Dave, that's very nice of you to say" she said as she glanced back at him catching his eyes roaming her ass. Jill felt a sense of satisfaction as she noticed Dave appreciating her body she obviously chose the right attire. She quickly swung around and asked with a smile "Were you just checking my butt out?" Dave quickly returned his eyes up to meet Jill's and she could see the embarrassment on his face, he was about ten years younger than she was and she enjoyed teasing him. "Sorry, Jill, it's just that you look incredibly hot", Dave responded. Jill let her eyes trail down Dave's body and she focused on the growing bulge in his slacks, "Well thank you Dave, I can see something is growing between us", she said as she gave him a quick wink and a smile.

After stumbling through an awkward apology Dave told her that it had been quite a while sense he had been with a girl and he just couldn't help but notice how good she looked sense she normally dresses much more conservatively at work. Jill quickly put the flowers in a vase and walked back over to him and took his hand and raised up and kissed him on the cheek, "That's okay honey it's been a long time for me also", she said as she took in the aroma of his cologne, she couldn't believe the effect it was having on her, as Dave leaned in to accept her kiss his throbbing cock rubbed up against her thigh. Jill felt the heat and rigidity of his dick and the length and apparent width of it surprised her, it must be at least 8 inches long she thought. She had never experienced a cock so big before, she was a little intimidated by the size but also very curious, she wanted to see it, touch it, and wrap her lips around it, she could feel her nipples getting erect and looked down to see if the silk blouse were clinging to them, she knew she should have worn a bra but she wanted to be a little risky this evening.

"Is it cold in here or what?" Dave asked as he looked down to see Jill's rock hard nipples protruding through the fabric. "I guess I should have worn a bra" Jill said as she gave him a look that made his blood rush straight to his cock. "Well I'm glad you didn't" Dave said as he put his palm to her lower back and ushered her toward the door. "I could stand here and admire your body all night long but were going to miss our dinner reservations if we don't get moving" Dave said as he opened the front door and allowed her to exit. Jill loved hearing the compliments she was getting, it made her feel young again, she realized dating a younger man may have it's challenges but he was mature for his age and she enjoyed the energy and spontaneity that he brought in her life and after feeling that huge cock of his she really wanted to test that energy out.

As mental images of her doing very naughty things with Dave ran through her mind her nipples were stiff and the night chill didn't help anything. Dave look down at her protruding nipples as he escorted her to his BMW, "Must be the night air" Dave said with a wry expression on his face, "Oh I think it's more than that" she said as she slid past him not so accidentally rubbing the back of her hand against his throbbing member, "Might be difficult for you to sit down" she said as she smiled and gave him a sexy wink. Jill eased into the seat being sure to maneuver her legs so Dave would catch a glance of her panty covered pussy as the short skirt rose up her thighs. She watched his eyes roam up her long legs and lock in on the view she was giving him, she saw the hunger in his eyes and it moistened her pussy as she thought about fucking him.

The ride to the restaurant was sexually tense as Dave glanced down at Jill's skirt riding up just below her pussy he wanted to touch it but didn't want to come on too strong and blow what was so far a very good evening. Jill noticed the looks and teased him by slightly parting her legs and scooting down just a little so her skirt would ride up a little higher. She glanced down at Dave's cock with a hungry look she knew it would be difficult for him to walk around in public with that on display so she tried to change their conversation back to work. As the conversation and the ride continued she could see it had the desired effect, the bulge in his pants had relented to the point it would not be embarrassing to enter a crowded restaurant.

Once arriving at the restaurant they were seated in a nice cozy booth that was dimly lit, very romantic she thought as Dave held her hand while she scooted over toward the wall. Once drinks were ordered Dave turned to her and looked her in the eyes and said, "Thank you for changing the subject in the car, I don't think I could have made it without you", "oh that's okay, but now your in for it" she said as her eyes drifted down toward his cock and she ran her tongue over her lips. This little trick immediately brought Dave back to life and his cock starting stretching the fabric of his slacks. "Looks like something wants to come out and play", Jill said as she scooted closer to Dave. Jill knew she was going to have to make a move on him, he was too much of a gentleman to go first, and she wanted to see that massive cock of his.

After getting their drinks and placing their orders they returned to chatting about different things in their life. I t wasn't long before Dave told her that he had been captivated by her since he first laid eyes on her. Jill smiled and jokingly said "The first time we met you were trying to patch up a touchy relationship with one of our biggest clients, I thought you were too preoccupied to be attracted to me". "Oh I was preoccupied but not about work, I couldn't keep my eyes off you, I kept trying to imagine what you would look like in a short skirt and fishnet stockings", said Dave. "Fishnet, you're a very naughty boy, what kind of thoughts do you have roaming around that head of your, more importantly what kind of thoughts do you have roaming around in this head" she said as she slowly slid her hand down to his throbbing cock and wrapped her soft fingers around the shaft, smiling like nothing was going on.

Dave gasped as he felt the warmth of her hand on his dick, he quickly looked around to see if anyone noticed but realized it was too dark, nevertheless he removed the napkin from around his silverware and draped it over her hand. "I hope I'm not being too aggressive" Jill asked as she continued to slowly massage his cock, "Oh no, no, I wouldn't want you to stop for anything" he said with a lustful smile. Jill felt Dave's hand on her thigh and she melted at the warmth of his hand. Dave leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on her cheek, she moved to kiss his lips as he lingered waiting for her to respond. They kissed with a sexual intensity that took their breath away as they were interrupted by the delivery of their food.

Jill smiled at the waiter and gave Dave's cock one extra squeeze before easing her hand from underneath the napkin and taking her own napkin and draping it over her lap which still had Dave's hand gently squeezing her inner thigh. She struggled to maintain her composure as she felt Dave's hand sliding closer and closer to her panty covered pussy.

As the waiter walked away Jill whispered in Dave's ear "You know the quicker we eat the quicker we can find some place more private", "That sounds great, you don't know how much I want to touch your sweet pussy", said Dave. The hot breath against her ear and the thought of what was to come made Jill's nipples stand out. "I think it's getting chilly in here", Dave said as his eye trailed down to her blouse, "No, it's just you", she said giving him a wink.

After dinner they strolled toward the car and decided to forgo the movie and go back to Jill's house for a drink. During the drive home Jill could not keep her hands off his cock, she loved the way it felt, the length and girth made her pussy twitch with anticipation that and the fact she had her skirt up to her waist as Dave stroked her panty covered panty until her juices soaked her panties and she begged him to finger fuck her. Dave refrained from fingering her deciding to tease her instead.

As they reached Jill's house Dave quickly got out and opened the door for her. Jill noticed a little wet spot of precum on Dave's slacks "oh no, your going to have to come inside and let me take care of that for you" she said as she ran her tongue over her lips. "I'm looking forward to that", he said as he put his arm around her waist and walked to the front door.

Once inside Jill turned to lock the front door she felt Dave's hands rubbing her ass and slowly raising her short skirt up. Dave leaned down and starting planting light kisses on her neck as his hands groped and massed her tight ass. Jill let out a soft moan as her body reacted to the sexual tension that had yet to be released. She turned in his arms and they embraced in a passionate kiss, their tongues becoming one as Dave slipped his hands underneath her panty and gripped and pulled her ass cheeks so that her pussy lips rubbed each other sending her into real of sexual delirium. Jill hastened to unbuckle his belt and trousers and slide her hand down and touch that tantalizing cock she had been fantasizing about all evening.

Dave let out a soft moan as he felt Jill's hot hand touch his cock he maneuvered her over to the couch and she immediately sat down and allowed his pants to drop to the floor as she focused on this fat throbbing cock staring at her. Jill noticed the drop of pre cum on his cock head and she moved her mouth toward it and licked it clean with her tongue. She pulled back looked him in the eye and said "You have a beautiful cock, do you mind if I taste it? "Oh please, please suck my cock baby", he said as he placed his hand on the back of her head and guided her toward his cock.

Jill didn't need any encouragement she hungrily wrapped her lips around his big cock head and licked and sucked it until she relaxed her throat muscles and slid her lips over the ridge of his circumcised cock head. She lost herself in his cock and starting bobbing her head back and forth taking as much down her throat as she could and then grabbing the shaft with her hand and jacking it as she massaged his balls. Dave was pumping his cock back and forth, fucking her mouth, he had never had a girl take so much of it before he felt his cum building up in his balls "I'm going to cum baby, I'm going to explode in your mouth" Dave said as he looked down at her and felt her moan into his cock as he started spurting his hot load over and over again until Jill could not contain it all and it started oozing down her cheek.

Jill looked up at Dave with his cock still in her mouth making sure she got every last drop of cum out before she released it. Dave stared into her beautiful eyes and said "Jill I have never had anyone suck my cock as well as you", she pulled back releasing his cock from her mouth and said "It was my pleasure baby, what can I say I'm your little cock slut". Dave smiled and kneeled down between her thighs as Jill removed his shirt. She liked the way his chest looked nice and firm with a small patch of hair in the middle. She ran her fingers through it as Dave unbuttoned her blouse releasing her tits.

Dave let her shirt fall to the side as he took one and then the other nipple and started flicking his tongue over it until they became rock hard. Jill's body tingled at the sensation her nipples were experiencing. It had been so long since she had allowed someone to ravish her body and she was thoroughly enjoying it. "Suck them harder baby, harder" Jill said as she pulled Dave's head into her breast and scooting down so she grind her cunt into his chest.

Dave locked on to her nipple and sucked her nice and hard, he loved hearing her moan and groan with pleasure he could feel his cock coming back to life. Dave kept his mouth locked on to her nipple as he moved his right hand down and slid underneath her silk panties and began squeezing her ass cheeks and moving her fingers up to rub her wet little pussy. Jill was lifting her ass up and down she loved having his hands touching her, she felt his fingers rubbing her pussy and clit and then moving down and rubbing it into her tight little bung. She had never experienced anal play before but she loved what he was doing to her.

Dave pulled back from her nipple and stood up "Lets move this to the bed baby, I'm going to need some room" he said as his now throbbing cock greeted her eyes. Jill was astonished he could get so hard so quick she knew she was in for a good night of fucking. Jill took his had as he pulled her up, her tits brushed up against his cock as she stood she then stepped in front of him with her skirt pulled up to her waist and swung her ass back and forth as she led him to her bed.

When Jill and Dave made it to the bed Dave removed the rest of his clothes and then guided her down on her back as keeled between her thighs and gripped her skirt and panties and with one pull she lay there fully exposed waiting for the pleasure she anticipated. Dave looked down at her neatly trimmed cunt and lowered his mouth and began licking her slit from bottom to top. Jill gasped as she felt his tongue on her pussy for the first time it had been so long, too long she thought as she began to lift her ass up and grind her pussy into his mouth.

Dave licked and sucked her cunt moving up to her clit and locking his lips around it and sucking as his tongue flicked it. This drove Jill wild she moved her head back and forth and raising her hand up to pinch and pull her hard nipples. Dave then moved his hands under her legs and lifted them up exposing her tight little bung. He started licking and darting his tongue in and around her tight little ass hole, "Oh yeah baby, tongue fuck my ass, fuck it baby" Jill said as she reached down and spread her ass cheeks for him. Dave drove his tongue in her ass and moved his head back and forth. Jill squirmed and squealed with pleasure, this was fucking awesome she thought, she never new she could experience so much pleasure in her ass.

Dave pulled his tongue out of her ass and flicked his tongue up and down her pussy before attacking her clit again. Jill screamed "Oh baby, baby you eat pussy so good", Dave slid two of her fingers in her pussy and began to finger fuck her. Jill was in a fucking sensual delirium by now, bumping and grinding her needy cunt into his mouth. Dave then slid a third finger up her pussy getting it nice and wet and then moving it down toward her tight little bung. Jill could not believe she was getting ready to get finger fucked up the ass, she had never let anyone do her like this, but it felt too good to stop. She reached down with on of her hands and pulled her ass cheek to the side as Dave slid his slippery finger into her tight hole, he pumped her pussy and ass and the same time while sucking and flicking her clit with his mouth and tongue.

Jill felt her orgasm building, she moaned and groaned at the pleasure she was receiving from her pussy and ass. Jill could not hold it back any longer she let out a scream as she exploded into Dave's mouth. Dave sucked and licked her cum as it came flooding out of her pussy, his fingers continuing to pump her until she had her last spasm. Dave removed his fingers and walked around to the other side of the bed and crawled over her until his mouth sucking and cleaning her pussy and she was sucking and licking on his cock.

After a few minutes of a hot 69 Dave disengaged from her and walked around to position himself between her thighs. Jill reached over to her night stand and brought out a small vibrator and began rubbing her clit with it as Dave move his big fat cock head down to the opening of her pussy. She felt his fat cock head pushing past her labia and into the canal of her cunt, she gasped at the size and relaxed as Dave drove inch by inch slowly but surely into her pussy until her pussy engulfed all 8 ½ inches of it. He let is sit there for a few seconds allowing her pussy to adjust to the size and then pulled back and began fucking her nice and slow.

Jill moaned as she felt his cock sliding in and out of her, she never felt so full in her life, his cock touch g-spot on every stroke and the vibrator on her clit was driving her mad for cock. "Faster, faster baby" she said as she lifted her ass up to meet his thrust. "Oh honey, your pussy feels so good wrapped around my cock, I wan to fuck it all night long" Dave said as he began to fuck her in earnest. He slammed her pussy until she exploded ferociously onto his cock pumping and pumping until her orgasms subsided.

Dave then lifted her up and turned her around, she placed her hands on the bed and bent over waiting for his big cock to fill her gaping wet pussy. Dave entered her with little resistance this time and began to fuck her like a mad man. Jill screamed with pleasure as she wiggled her ass back and forth maneuvering her vibrator back to her clit as she relished in the fucking she was receiving. Dave looked down at her ass as he pumped his cock in and out, he loved the shape of her ass and began massaging it and groping it. Her tight little ass hole mesmerized him he moved his left thumb down around her cunt and got it nice and wet and then he went back up and start rubbing it into her bung as he fucked her. He could tell she like it so he eased his thumb into her ass and began thumb fucking her ass as he continued to bang her pussy.

Jill body was overcame by the sensations of having her pussy filled with so much cock and having her ass finger fucked at the same time and the vibrations on her clit sent her into another orgasmic oblivion. She screamed out loud and grunted with each release of cum. Dave could not hold back any longer his orgasm overtook him and his cock exploded load after hot load into her tight little cunt. As their orgasms subsided they both collapsed on the bed with his pulsating cock still throbbing in her pussy. "You are the best fuck I've ever had" Jill said as she closed her eyes in post orgasmic bliss. Jack replied "Well baby I hope it won't be the last time you let me fuck that sweet pussy of yours", "Oh no, I think were going to have a good time together" Jill said, "Good because I still want to see if you can handle my cock in your ass" Dave replied. Jill's eyes popped open with a sense of intrigue and fear at the thought of having all that cock fucking her up the ass. They both eventually drifted off into a quiet slumber dreaming of events to come.

Authors note: I love erotic chat or exchanging erotic emails so please feel free to write me as mwds1267@yahoo.com if you are interested. Get Skype for some hot erotic chat...any fantasy you like is cool with me.

The fun never ends

The fun never ends [part 4 of 5]
By: Ready Da 40

About a week later there was a message on my machine from Trina. She wanted me to meet her for lunch. I had been seeing Trina almost every other day for dinner so lunch was a surprise for me. Every time I saw her I would leave with a raging hard-on and would call Kelly for some release. I met Trina at 12:00 in the dinning hall near her dorm. She as usual looked so sexy, that I wanted to eat her out instead of eating food. She gave me a kiss hello. "I'm glad you could make lunch" "I wouldn't miss it " Trina was wearing black linen pants and a yellow silk tank top shirt.

I couldn't help but notice her nipples becoming erect as my hand reached across the table to hers. Our conversation throughout lunch was light and mostly about school. "I'm going to get desert...do you want anything" Trina asked "No.I'm trying to watch my weight" Trina disappeared for a minute and then came up behind me and whipsered in my ear

"Watch me eat this...you may be next" As Trina came around and took her chair I saw that she had a creamsicle in her hand. Trina unwrapped the ice cream and started licking the bar with the tip of her tongue. She had a seductive look in her eyes, as the bar became more and more phallic looking. She was sucking the whole bar into her mouth, her red lips surrounding the bar, causing a drop of cream to trickle down. Mt cock was getting extremely uncomfortable watching her. I took her hand and squeezed it.

"Let's get out of here" "Okay...let's go back to my room" We took our trays up to the dishwasher, and headed back to her room. My arm was around her as we walked, I was running it up and down her back, I could feel she was braless. As she was opening the door, I pressed against her ass and kissed her neck. She opened the door and we walked in. Trina turned around, put her arms around me and kissed me passionately. Her hands ran up my neck as our tongues played a rhythmic tune. My hands were on her ass, lightly tracing the roundness of her cheeks. Trina's breathing was quickening.... I backed her up to the edge of the bed. Her hands were running up my chest, teasing my nipples through the fabric of my tee shirt. Trina started kissing down the front of my shirt...her hands pulling the shirt from out of my jeans.... her hands now running inside of my shirt. My hands had increased in intensity the massage of her ass...I pulled her closer to me, her crotch coming into contact with my raging cock. Trina sat back on the bed, trailed her hands down to my crotch and started to trace the outline of my cock through my jeans.

"Have I done this to you" she said with a wicked smile " I guess I can't say no to you anymore"..."after doing this to you" She was looking up at me. her hands moving faster and pressing against my dick I took her head in my hands and brought her mouth against my cock...she mouthed my dick through the material of my jeans and started breathing very heavily. forcing her hot breath through the material onto my dick...her hands started undoing the button and down came my zipper....my hands were lightly touch her breasts...but my mind could not focus on her...my cock was twitching with excitement...she slid my jeans down around my ankles and pulled my dick out through the fly of my boxers.

"Uhmm...I've been thinking of this for a while"...she took my shaft in her left hand and slowly started stroking it up and down...her pace was quickening with each stroke...Trina brought my cock to her lips and ran it in a circular motion over her lips...the warmth and slight wetness was driving me crazy...she slowly put just the head into her mouth...running her tongue over the head...her mouth opened and she sucked in about half of my dick... "uhmm..it's so hot and thick...." Trina started to take more and more of my dick into her mouth....opening her mouth to let it in and then sucking smoothly to let it out...my hands were forcing her heads towards my groin as her pace quickened...her head was moving back and forth now, her mouth staying open and me just moving her head back and forth. I was fucking her mouth without abandon.... Trina suddenly resisted and looked up at me...letting my cock fall from her mouth....

"I'm getting so hot doing this...you taste so good" as she was saying this she was licking the shaft of my cock,.... from the base to the tip.... :lay back for me...it's your turn" Trina laid back, and I could see her tits move backward under the silk tank top she was wearing...my left hand pulled the strap of her top off her shoulder exposing her left tit, her nipple was erect like an eraser...my right hand moved between her legs, feeling the heat from her pussy...my hand ran over her mound causing her to raise her hips..I bent down and kissed her sucking her tongue into my mouth... "take off my pants...play with me...I'm soo hot..please play with my puss"

I undid her pants..pulling her slacks down her legs...her matching black panties had a large wet spot in the middle..my right hand cupped her tit..my left hand ran up her thigh coming to rest on her mound....Trina had pulled my boxers down and had turned her head so that she could suck my cock again....I was determined to concentrate on her now...I pulled her panties from the top so that they disappeared into her crack...my other hand opened her lips open facilitating the fabric to disappear...my fingers were running up and down her lips..

"oh yes..that's it..play with my puss" she moaned between sucks... one of my fingers slipped into her pussy...I was pumping her pussy..Trina's legs were spread wide apart..her hips rising up with each of my thrusts of my hand..then two fingers... "oh..yes..uhmm...fuck me with your hand..fuck me " I kept fingering Trina..my thumb finding her clit through teh fabric of her panties...she had stopped sucking my cock..and her eyes were closed..her hands squeezing her tits..pulling on her nipples...her hips started moving up and down faster..my hand was still..her cunt thrusting back and forth..beads of sweat were gathering on her forehead... "yess..oh..yess..jesus..I'm cumming" Her pussy convulsed and my hand became soaking wet with her juices...

I moved to teh foot of the bed, grabbed her ankles and pulled her to the edge. I raised her legs over my shoulders, and rubbed my cock over her pussy "please fuck..me..please" "well I; don't know...this feels good but I realy should know you better" as I was saying this, I pulled aside her panties and started sliding in, my cock was felt the heat of her pussy artound it... slow strokes at first.. "this is what you want...you want me to fuck you" "yess..fuck my hot puss..fuck me "

My strokes started to get faster..Trina was bucking up to meet my every stroke...I reached down and pulled her shirt over her tits...my hands around her calves...pushing her legs closer together...increasing the tightness of her cunt...I grabbed her nipples and rolled them in my fingers... "Oh...oh...faster..fuck my cunt faster..yess...yess" I was pumping her as fast as I could..the bed frame hitting the wall behind it...the pressure in my balls was too intense as I stroked in and out at a frantic pace... "I'm goign to cum..."

"no...not yet...I want to taste your cum..cum in my mouth" I grabbed my cock at the base...came around to Trina's side and put my dick on her lips...she opened her mouth and my hand stroked my cock covered with Trina's juices and started to shoot my cum down her open mouth...my cock was jerking and some of the cum hit Trina in the face instaed of going down her mouth...Trina carefully licked my cock clean...and pulled me to her...I fell on the bed next to her.

Riding With Honey

Riding With Honey
By: Mark Anderson (marka1426@yahoo.com)

Riding With Honey

All that I really cared about was that the sun was out and the long winter finally appeared to have lifted. The day I met Honey, women were the last thing on my mind?for a change.

I'd looked forward to getting out on the bike for weeks, and I'd set the whole of Saturday aside to head off to my favorite ride. There was a work emergency overnight, so I was about an hour later leaving than I planned and after traffic delays I got to the trailhead much later than I wanted. Looking back, fate was being kind.

The forest preserve was quiet when I arrived. There were very few cars in the lot and I looked forward to a long tranquil ride as I unloaded my bike and pulled on my cycling shoes. When I'd ensured that my water carrier was full and I had a couple of energy bars in my backpack, I made a final check on the bike, locked the car and started off towards the trail.

It was months since I'd ridden, but straight away it felt comfortable and good to be back on the bike. The fresh air was awesome after the Midwest winter and, although still damp, the trail was in good shape. The trees and brush passed quickly and I had to keep reminding myself to slow down and pace the ride as I wouldn't be in peak condition. The sunlight warmed my back and there seemed no better place to be in the world.

I think I loved cycling so much because it was so different form my office-bound job as a computer network tech. I'd take a route through the woods over configuring a router any day. As always, I was wearing cycling shorts and a t-shirt, which I preferred to more traditional cycling tops. My day was going just fine, and about to get much better, even if that's not what I thought when I nearly mowed her down.

I saw her bike just as I rounded a slightly downhill, blind corner. An instant later I saw her, kneeling at her front wheel with the rear wheel half-way across the narrow trail. Even with the sunshine the trail was damp in the shade and I pulled my brakes hard, slid slightly sideways but somehow managed to avoid hitting anything as I made an ungainly stop. Now off the seat and with my feet on the ground, I turned to see what was going on.

"I'm so sorry," she blurted. "I wasn't expecting anyone to..."

"It's okay," I reassured with a smile. "Looks like you have a problem."

She showed me that she had a puncture in her front tire, but I was looking at her stunning shoulder-length blonde hair, clear complexion and indigo blue eyes. Leaving her bike on 0074he trail might've been a dumb thing, but it was her looks that struck me dumb.

"We can fix this." I picked up her bike and propped it against a tree, off the trail. "I've got some tools and a kit."

"Thank you so much," she gushed. "I guess I'm under-prepared, but I so love it out here. I'm Honey by the way." She offered me her hand.

I shook her delicate hand and enjoyed the smile she flashed at me. "I'm Paul, nice to meet you." Much as I wanted to hold on and look into her face, I though it was better, and less psychopathic, that I got the tools and got started on repairing her bike.

Honey was pretty, that was for sure. Her figure was lean and, while not buxom, very ladylike with a firm tummy and nicely rounded hips. Her blue shorts and green top were figure-hugging and very pleasing to my eye. She was a few inches shorter than my six feet and looked to be in her late twenties, around the same age as me. I set about fixing her puncture, wondering if my act of goodwill might pay dividends if I asked for her number. Yeah, I thought, I should be so lucky.

"I haven't ridden up here in years. I really should've been better prepared, but it's such nice day I just came on the spur of the moment. I didn't even check my bike before I came out." Honey's voice sounded slightly nervous and as I worked I had a fleeting thought that she was one of those girls who just talked, even if there was nothing to say. "Do you ride up here a lot? That's a nice bike you have. Can I help you there?"

"No sweat." I had found the hole in the tube and was applying adhesive from my emergency kit. "Shouldn't take long, this stuff sets quickly."

I put the tube aside and sat back against a tree while it set for a few minutes. Honey sat next to me, her shapely legs stretching out. It was impossible not to glance at her creamy calves, up to her muscled thighs and the gorgeous cleft created by her tight shorts. Helping Honey was no hardship, even if it had interrupted my much anticipated ride.

She asked a little about me and I told her of my boring working life, currently uneventful social life and my love of the outdoors. She told me that she'd grown up close to here but had moved away for several years. Now she was back, having broken up with a long-term boyfriend and she was taking this ride down memory lane, "The first of many she intend to take," she laughingly told me. "I must be getting old, thinking of the good old days already."

"You don't look old enough for that," I mumbled the compliment as I got up to see how her repair was coming along.

I refit the tube and tire, then inflated them and fixed the wheel back to her bike. If not quite as good as new, she was at least back on the road. "There you go." I handed the bike back to her.

"Thank you so much." She patted my upper arm with her hand. "I'm so lucky that you came by." She was probably right, not a single person had come by since I stopped.

I shook off her gratitude and returned to my practical nature. "I'll ride the rest of the trail behind you if you want. I think the repair will hold, but if you do have another problem, at least I'll be there."

"Would you?" Her face lit up, and my heart skipped. "That would be awesome."

"Let's go..."

Honey rode slower that I would've, but the view of her delectable bottom moving on the seat was well worth the extra time. She didn't ride badly though and looked out of practice if anything. She slowed when we hit inclines and her bottom came out of the seat and gave me an even nicer show of her ass as her legs pumped, but she never faltered and ploughed upwards relentlessly. Her hair wasn't long enough to flow wildly in the draft our speed created, but as I watched the back of her head I enjoyed the sight of her blonde locks dancing and my imagination switched easily to running my fingers through her hair. At one point I was watching her too closely, didn't see an upcoming pothole and crashed into it hard, only just staying on my bike.

We'd ridden about six miles and were still a few more from the end of the trail when she waved back at me to slow down and called to pull over. My first thought was that she needed a break, but I was wrong.

"Sorry to stop." Her face, reddened from the ride, didn't convey regret. "But I wanted to take a look down there. Do you mind? You can come with me if you like."

I looked over the edge of the trail where she pointed, but I had no idea what she was talking about. I knew it was a valley and probably had a river at the bottom, but I'd never been down there. It seemed like I had nothing to lose though. "Sure." I got off, loosened the shoulder straps of my backpack and stashed my bike off the trail, behind a few bushes.

Honey hid her bike too, gave me a playful grin and led the way between the trees.

The way down to the river was steep and the path was overgrown. It would've been impossible to negotiate safely without hanging on to trees but I followed the positive steps of Honey downwards. When we'd descended about thirty feet I could hear the rushing water and soon after that we hit a path that ran along the river's edge.

"Okay?" Honey asked.

"Sure." I was still perplexed at why would be here?an overgrown path with a none-too-picturesque river next to us.

Honey obviously sensed this and said, "We just have to go about a hundred yards up here. Don't worry, it'll be worth it. I promise."

As we ploughed through the dense path, pushing back branches and sliding between bushes I wondered what could be worth this, but one look at Honey and I was committed to following. My only clue to where we were headed was the increasing rush of water noise. "Nearly there," she shouted back, with me still wondering if the undergrowth would ever clear.

It did. We walked up a small incline and, as though emerging through a curtain, we were confronted by the wonderful vista of a thirty-foot waterfall. Seemingly from the sky, the river came over the top of a ledge, plunged ten feet to a second ledge and then split into two twenty-foot streams that cascaded into a large pool. In the spring sunshine the scene was spectacular.

"Wow." I took in my second glorious sight of the day. "I'd never have guessed this was here. I've never seen it on any maps of the trail. I wish I had my camera."

"We can come back sometime, with your camera." Honey smiled, enjoying my reaction. "It's not on trail maps, because we're not on forest preserve land anymore. This is private land, but no one ever comes here because it's such a hike from the road. When we were kids snuck down here from the trail. It was a secret place."

The area around the pool was negotiable, but was hardly a path. I took a few steps around, moving from the grass bank to the rocky river's edge as required to progress. Honey was sure-footed as she followed.

"Later in the summer the water gets warm enough to swim... just about," she called over the waterfall's roar. "It was the most fun. Too cold for that today though."

I looked at the water and easily imagined it was too cold to swim in, but the refreshing spray was nice in the sunshine. I noticed the rainbow the spray created as I looked up to the edge of the waterfall and smiled. What is it about rainbows that always make us smile? "This is beautiful," I told her.

Honey joined me on a large rock at the edge of the pool. "It hasn't changed much," she said wistfully. "Looks like no one comes here much anymore. I guess parents these days want to know where their kids are every second of the day, and don't want them hanging out near water, so far from a hospital... or a minivan." She laughed, and I knew what she meant.

As I continued to survey the scene, she was standing behind me and the sound of her voice was as sweet as her name as she continued her reverie. "We'd bring food and stay up here for hours. One time someone stole our bikes and we had to walk home. We found out the next day that it was one of our friends playing a trick on us. Next day we had to walk all the way back here, to where he hid them."

I could hear the smile in her voice. "I fell in the water one day, when we didn't have towels or swimwear. I jumped in from the ledge... but only once. Over there is where..."

Her voice trailed and I turned to see her face, slightly redder than before. "What?" I asked.

"Oh... nothing." She coyly turned away.

I grinned. "You have to tell me now. You can't leave me wondering."

Honey looked back and took a deeper breath. "This was where I... lost my virginity. Up there, in the clearing." She pointed into the trees behind us.

I gave a small laugh, enjoying the change of topic and her slight discomfort. "You have to show me," I said playfully.

Honey rolled her eyes and started up the bank. We scrambled through a few branches and up about six feet to a clearing. It was no more than ten feet square, flat ground that was open to the sunshine and had a wonderful view through the branches to the water. The ground was covered with wild grass and the roar of the waterfall was dulled by the elevation and shrouding foliage.

I stood and looked at the area, nodding knowingly. Honey screwed her face, seeing I was playing with her. It was a beautiful spot though, that was for sure. I swung my backpack off my shoulder and pulled out my water carrier. I offered it to Honey. "You want some lunch?" I asked, dropping to the ground.

She took a drink and looked at me quizzically.

"Have one of these." I offered an energy bar. It's not much, but this is as good a place as any for a break."

Honey took the bar, sat next to me and tore open the wrapping with her teeth. We ate in silence, enjoying the surroundings. We shared the water and I was glad that she accepted my small gesture readily. It felt good that she was comfortable with me. When she'd finished eating she told me she was an elementary school teacher. She'd moved away after college to work in Texas and started a relationship with a fellow teacher but when that failed she'd got homesick and recently transferred back.

"This is quite the place to... loose your virginity." I looked around me rather than at Honey. "Must've been memorable."

"Aren't all such occasions?" she answered with a practiced air of non-committal. "Anyway, it was memorable, that's for sure. And definitely not horrible. I guess I was lucky like that. Where did you lose yours?"

Her open question surprised me, but I was enjoying the conversation. "At my girlfriend's house. Her parents were stuck in Houston or somewhere?bad weather. We were unexpectedly alone and made the best of it. It wasn't planned, and was probably the better for that."

"It was good then?" She giggled.

"It was about as good as it could've been I guess, with two novices." I laughed. "You're right though, it's always memorable."

"What do you remember most?"

I paused before answering, wondering how far to take my answer. As much as I was enjoying this, I didn't want to ruin the moment. Honey was smiling though, seemingly encouraging me. "Well, I mostly remember just how exciting the night was. It seemed like my whole body was wired and every moment was just zinging with excitement. I remember how we just kind of learned things together, did what was natural and tried to enjoy it. I think for the most part, we did. What about you?"

Honey considered for a moment before speaking. "It was slightly different, as we'd planned it for a few days, but it was so exciting... the anticipation. It went pretty well, considering how inexperienced we were. It was in the evening, so we weren't worried about anyone else coming." She glanced at me, obviously weighing how far to go. "I guess I was surprised at how good it felt. I'd heard horror stories, but it felt good. He felt... just nice, you know?"

I nodded. I was feeling different now?talking like this with Honey and knowing this was where she lost her virginity was arousing me. I squirmed, leaned over to my backpack so I could hide my hand as it pulled my erection up the front of my shorts, where it could reside more comfortably.

"Did anything surprise you?" she asked.

I was only slightly reluctant now and answered honestly. "I was surprised... at how... wet she was. It was a wonderful discovery though, something I've never forgotten. I don't know why that was such a surprise, but it was just different to how I'd imagined."

"I had the same thing." Honey almost laughed and sat up with renewed engagement. "Well, kind of... I couldn't get over how hard he felt." She giggled now. "I was so surprised. I could barely stop touching him."

The vision of Honey's hand on her lover's erection was incredible and I became very conscious of the throbbing in my shorts, and the obvious bulge it was creating.

"I was pretty much the same." I cleared my throat and looked at Honey's face, making sure she wanted to continue with this. Her wide eyes encouraged me. "I touched her, just looking to run my finger along the outside... and she was so wet I slipped right in."

Honey laughed heartily. "Nice image. Tell me... do you mind if I ask... did you make her... climax?"

I nodded tentatively. "Well, she said I did at least. Not sure I knew for myself at the time."

"Good boy." She laughed again. "I like to hear about a man who knows how to share with a woman. Too many of us get short-changed there."

I couldn't imagine anyone ever short-changing Honey, but I also knew some idiotic men. "Did you come here a lot after that?"

She looked around us and a slight sad hue took over her eyes. "No. It never worked out that we came here again, not for that anyway. Shame really."

"It sure is," I agreed. "You should come back sometime."

"I have..." she said dreamily, "today."

She turned to face me, her face now less assured but infinitely more sensual. "Thanks for sharing this with me."

"My pleasure," I almost gasped.

"Yes," she glanced downwards, "I can see."

As much as I'd enjoyed the visions our discussion created, I was embarrassed that she'd noticed my reaction. "I... er... sorry about that."

"No, don't be," Honey reassured. "It's cool." Her eyes went back down. "May I..."

She didn't wait for my answer, leaned forward and reached out to rest her hand on my shorts. No longer needing to hide the bulge, I relaxed and opened my legs, allowing her hand to feel all of me. Running her hand up and down the outside of my shorts, she smiled as I sighed and enjoyed the firm touch. "This brings back memories," she murmured as she brought her other hand around so that both worked on me. "You feel very hard. That's nice."

The reality exploded in my mind. Honey was massaging my cock and showing every sign that memories of her youth had stirred something in her that would benefit both of us in this beautiful setting. I lifted a hand and ran it down her side, feeling the curve of her breast and the material of her sports bra through her shirt.

She showed no signs of moving quickly. Her hands repeatedly ran the length of my cock and down to my balls. She occasionally gripped me firmly through the material, pulling upwards when her fingers closed as far as they could. I opened my legs more and she immediately ran a hand down to the base of my balls. Honey was now looking down at her handiwork, leaning over me with her back to my face. I reached down and tried to rub her ass cheeks but couldn't reach. When she felt what I was trying to do she slipped closer and I eagerly started to knead her delectable rear.

It wasn't long before my fingers reached far enough between her ass cheeks to run over her super-heated pussy. Her hands stopped moving on me for a few seconds as I found her and pressed through her shorts into her soft flesh.

I felt her cup my balls and run her fingers up me one last time, then she eased her thumbs into the waistband of my shorts and started to ease them down. My cock slapped down against my belly as she pulled the shorts away. The fresh air felt good, but the flesh of her fingers felt better as she started to stroke me.

"Ever since that day..." Honey didn't turn around, "I've love the feel of an erection in my hands. It never gets old."

"That sounds, and feels, just fine for me," I gasped, loving her touch.

"You can see if I measure up to your memories of your first time if you like," she offered, thrusting her bottom closer.

I couldn't get my hand down the back of her shorts, but they were short enough for me to pull the crotch aside and push my fingers inside. She was hot and soaking, definitely as wet as my first time. My fingers played in her folds and reveled in the slick velvet of her pussy. I slipped a finger inside her easily and pushed it in and out of her a few times.

With her hand holding my cock upright from the base, Honey dropped her head and kissed the end of it. I felt her lips surround my tip and suck gently. Then her tongue darted out and licked all around the head. I slipped a second finger inside her moist hole as she closed her lips around me and slowly drew her mouth off me. I stretched my arm and pushed my fingers further into her, feeling her heat and allowing a light aroma of sex out into the springtime air. Honey felt hot and sweet as I pushed in and out of her, gliding between her shorts and pussy lips. I heard her moan and pushed deep again.

Honey was being selective about how she sucked and licked on me. It felt like she was aiming to build up my excitement rather than just simply make me come. Her ministries were thoughtful and lovingly applied. She varied between sucking on the head of my cock while her hand slipped up and down my shaft and taking more of me into her mouth and drawing her lips along me while she sucked. Everything was done slowly as she elevated my anticipation of more.

I wanted to taste her. As much as I was enjoying our position, I wanted to feel her on my tongue, so I applied some pressure to her hip with my hand. Honey got the message, swung her leg over me and offered herself to my mouth. I pulled the crotch of her shorts out of the way again and got my first sight of Honey's glorious pussy. She was soaking wet and although there wasn't much pubic hair, the small strip I could see told me she was a natural blonde. I eased her pussy lips apart with my hand and started to lick slowly.

She started to squirm immediately and I pulled on her shorts to keep her close. Honey tasted sweet, with a wonderful, bitter, citrus taste when I probed deeper with my tongue. The smooth pink skin inside her was slick with her juices and felt incredible as my tongue glided along it. I was so enjoying licking her and gently biting her pussy lips that I almost forgot what she was doing with my cock. The rising tingling in my balls reminded me.

This was when Honey proved that she really knew what she was doing, cupping my balls to gauge my excitement and easing off on her stroking and sucking to slow me down. I felt her hold me at the base and slap the head of my cock against her tongue a few times. It was an incredibly sexy move and eased away the imminence of my climax.

"Time to get these off." Honey tugged at my shorts and pulled them further down my legs. I kicked off my cycling shoes and eased up so she could pull the shorts all the way off. "No socks," she gigged, pulling them off too.

After a few more strokes of my cock Honey stood up and turned to face me. She was all smiles now, a little flushed form our activity but obviously eager for more. She wasted no time in pulling down her shorts and stepping out of them. I didn't know when she'd done it, but she had already got rid of her shoes. She stood above me for a few seconds, letting me gaze up to her open pussy, mostly bare but with a sexy strip of pubes from her panty line to the top of her slit. She may have been the sexiest vision I'd ever seen.

"I didn't do this last time I was here." She smiled wickedly, eased herself down and picked up my cock. She was looking at me the whole time, watching my reaction as she slid her pussy lips over me, coated the head of my cock with her juices and sat down. It felt like someone was pouring a thick, warm liquid over me... something like honey. I broke our gaze as she settled, my head arching back with pleasure as she let me take her weight.

Again Honey showed that she knew what she was doing, sitting on me without moving for a few seconds and then leaning forward to kiss me. Her mouth was as hungry on mine as it was around my cock.

I eased my hand inside her shirt and up to her bra. I could feel the outline of her nipples through the thick material and I pushed at them. Her tongue flicked inside my mouth, appreciating this new move. I fought the tight sports bra for a few seconds, finally pushing it up and releasing her breasts. As I'd guessed, they weren't huge, but without the restraint of the bra they were a nice handful, soft and smooth in my hands.

She liked her nipples played with and each time I squeezed on her erect little buds she gasped and stopped her tongue moving. Each time she restarted her movements she ground down on my cock, repaying the sensual move. There was little doubt we were in tune and singing from the same sheet now.

Honey made all the moves, sitting up and making the first few strokes on me. She was smiling but obviously getting as much as she was giving as she pushed her pubic mound hard into me every time we descended.

"Is this okay?" she giggled and squirmed her wet clit into me.

"Okay..." I answered, delighting in the sensations her pussy was inducing and knowing that with her dictating the rhythm the climax was out of my control and would be all the better for that. "Yes, okay... at the very least."

I reached up and tweaked on honey's nipples as she slid up and down, building a steady rhythm. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth, the combination of riding my cock and my nipple manipulation was obviously working well enough. Honey eased up from her knees and started pushing up with her feet, allowing her to extend further and make longer strokes over me. Every delicious stroke was bliss and looking up at Honey, who was now glistening with perspiration, was so incredibly erotic that I felt the stirring start in my balls again.

I brought a hand down from her breast and felt at the top of her pussy for her clit. It was easy to find, swollen and begging for attention as it slipped gown my shaft to grind into my pubes. I closed my fingers over it and allowed the natural movement of our bodies create a rubbing motion. Honey let out a moan of pleasure and clamped her hand over mine.

She managed to make three more strokes on me before coming. On the final stroke she almost slumped on me, her pussy contracting wildly as she pushed harder on my hand to make the most of her moment. Still climaxing, Honey tried to lift herself and continue to ride me but I urged her to stop and enjoy. When she finished she looked down at me with glassy eyes and said. "Wow." She was smiling widely and starting to move on me again. "First time was never like that. I'm glad you came back with me."

"This is a cool place." I laughed, but already her movements were having an effect.

I thrust upwards once or twice but Honey slowed and stopped my movements. "Let me," she whispered.

I let her, and it didn't take her long to reach her goal. I looked down and watched my vertical shaft disappear inside her and knew that I couldn't take much more. Honey slowed to an excruciatingly good pace, pulling off till she was almost hovering over me and then slipping her warm, moist sheath down over me. My body teetered on the brink or orgasm for several seconds before the relief of coming washed over me in hot waves of pleasure that bounced around every fiber of my body.

I grunted as the orgasm started, then looked up to see Honey's face watching me intensely, feeling my pleasure and doing everything she could to make it better.

She did so well. The heat stayed with me for seconds before my balls started to pump unstoppably. I felt six or seven spurts shoot into her. Honey felt them too and gently caressed my balls after they'd done their best work. I think I heard her say, "there baby" but I couldn't be sure, I was still swimming in the moment.

Eventually she slipped off me and slid into my arms, kissing me gently before rolling next to me, my arm around her neck. Over her legs I could see the waterfall and the sunlight still glinted through the branches and leaves.

"I think my memory of this place just got a little better." Her voice was light and exhilarated.

"I think I just got a new special memory. That was spectacular." I leaned over and kissed her. "I hope I'm not being presumptuous, but I hope it's the first of many."

Honey smiled at me. "I hope so too."

"What a wonderful lunch." I laughed, noting that my breathing was still heavy. "The food wasn't great, but the setting was incredible and the company... just the best."

"I agree. You think we can ride together another day?"

"Definitely." I pulled her warm body closer. "We've still got a couple of miles to go today."

"Then maybe we can get something to eat afterwards... or something." Honey laughed, we both knew we wanted to spend more time together but weren't sure how to complete the bond of our spectacular coupling.

"I thought we just had lunch."

"We can get desert then," she said playfully.

"Desert sounds nice. What were you thinking of?"

"What would you like?"

I smiled, liking this woman more every moment. "What about something with Honey in it?"