After shafting each girls cunt a couple of times I felt my resistance
giving way. Plunging deeper into Claire’s cunt I sprayed my first spurts of
spunk deep inside her, before whipping out my spurting cock to cover
Tracy’s face with sperm as I tried to plunge it into her gaping mouth.
Finally succeeding in plugging my throat with my still spurting cock

Alice had been naughty. Her lover whom he dated recently through adult friend finder was away for the weekend and she was
bored. When Dave called her, telling you about the concert tickets he had,
she knew what he wanted, but between the boredom and wanting to see the
concert (and Dave’s build) she went.

Dave did everything he could to turn her on. He had drinks at his place
ready before she left. she sat out on the lawn at the pavilion, drinking
wine. He put his arm around her, and at every opportunity Dave touched her,
stroked her, patted her, massaged her.

He spent a good ten minutes rubbing her forearms when she talked about
typing much of the morning. He spent longer on her back, and the kiss at the
end had seemed so natural.

The three that followed were more forceful. She didn’t protest when his
hand began rubbing her breast … she rather liked it.

On the way home his hand was under her dress as he drove, teasing her
pubic mound so that by the time she reached his apartment you were wet and as
horny as she could remember being. He took her on the rug in his living room,
and then later in his big bed.

For Alice, things had gotten out of hand … and she loved it.

Dave had continued to maintain possession of either her breast or her sex
the whole drive home. When they had entered the house he had begun kissing
her in earnest as he undressed her. His tongue had explored her in ways she
had always refused to her lover, Mark. Dave had simply been insistent. He
had tongued her mouth–deeply. He had gone all over her neck, licking her
ears.

Alice had always made Mark stop when he had begun that. The sensation was
too–disturbing. Dave had simply ignored her. That alone had excited her.
The fact that she was also discovering a new erogenous zone on her body only
made matters worse.

Dave had continued. He had tongued his way down to her breasts, and
instead of liking and sucking the way Mark did, Dave had gone over her whole
breast, or rather both of them. It was flattering in a way, and just a little
gross.

Alice had been deeply aroused.

That first time in the living room, on the rug, Dave had not even waited
to completely undress her. He had taken off her bra and shirt, and then
pulled off her panties.

With her skirt bunched up around her hips he had forced her over the
footstool on her stomach and had her from behind, something she had refused to
allow Mark to do.

Her inability to control Dave made her feel terribly wanton as she allowed
him each liberty. She had come almost as soon as he had entered her, her
skirt still on, on her face, from the rear.

Dave was taking her like a bitch, she thought. The word “bitch” seemed to
excite her even more. She repeated it to herself as his hard member shoved
home, again and again.

When Dave had come, she had expected to get dressed, but instead he had
taken her to his bedroom, removed the rest of her clothes and made her assume
positions on his bed.

When she had refused, he had simply moved her to the desired position.

As she showed herself, he had stroked her mound, rubbed her breasts, and
generally tried to keep her horny.

It had worked.

He had gotten her ready to make love a second time by eating her. Alice
had resisted this. She had never allowed Mark to lick her after they had had
sex. It seemed so–Wrong.

Dave ignored her and went down on her, licking her with much more energy
than Mark did, making her come twice.

As she reached that stage of orgasm (the first time) when you lose control
of your body for a few seconds he had slid a finger up her ass and then had
continued to run it in and out of her in a fucking motion as he licked her
engorged slit.

He paid more attention to her pussy than Mark did. He licked the whole
slit, running his tongue up and down her whole length, even darting in and out
of her well fucked hole. He knew when he was getting to her and as the second
orgasm approached he went down on her with a gusto, matching each stroke of
his tongue with one from the finger in her virgin ass.

As she came the second time, Dave waited for her to relax and was in her
in a matter of two seconds.

She had come instantly, again.

Dave had settled down for a long screw. He had pulled her knees up to his
chest. He had pulled her legs straight and put them on his shoulders. He had
turned her hips on their side, screwing her all the while.

Dave had come a second time and had barely allowed her to get her breath
before his fingers were buried in her snatch.

“He’s treating me like a bitch!” She thought. The thought made her hot.

He had played her body like a violin, keeping her on the edge of orgasm
for minutes at a time.

When she had had her fourth orgasm from his fingers, he had presented his
limp organ to her face. She knew what he wanted and she looked desperately
for a way out.

She had gone down on Mark (and to both boyfriends before him), but never
after sex. She didn’t mind a clean cock, but to lick one that had just …

That was too much.

But here was Dave, and she would have to admit that she was bothered by
something he obviously thought was fine. He had already gone down on her, and
after coming in her as well.

Alice stared at the organ. Dave took the back of her head and directed
her mouth to his cock.

In the end it was easier to suck his cock than it was to refuse.

Dave’s cock had grown to its earlier proportions fairly quickly. Alice
was at least fairly sure that he didn’t expect her to let him erupt in her
mouth. When he was hard he had continued to have her suck on him, guiding her
mouth up and down, setting the tempo.

Alice had begun to worry when he had pulled it out.

Dave turned her back over on her hands and knees. She had pulled two of
the pillows from the bed to put under her arms for support. He had reached
around and was fingering her slit from behind her.

Unable to hold still, she thrust her ass back at his cock. She wanted to
feel his cock inside her and, oddly, she was thrilled to be getting it on her
hands and knees again.

The phrase, “Like a bitch!” went on and on in her head as she shoved her
bottom out to receive his prick.

Dave entered her slowly. He seemed to want to slow her down, to make his
strokes as long as possible. After four strokes, he pulled out and put his
now well lubricated cock against the rosebud of her asshole.

He had the head in before she had stopped shoving her ass back at him,
trying to recapture his cock.

Dave had held her by her hip on one side and literally by her cunt on the
other so that she couldn’t dislodge him. He had kept up the rubbing action on
her clit continuously so that she couldn’t decide if it was painful
or–terribly exciting.

Dave continued, in small strokes, to shove his cock back further into her
ass. She had taken it all.

“Like a bitch!” She thought.

He had gone into her to the hilt and rested a moment before beginning to
fuck her ass.

“like a bitch!” Alice thought.

He had made her come from the dual pressure of his hand on her clit and his
prick in her ass.

“I’m coming, Like a bitch!’” She thought as her orgasm erupted.

Dave had kept her coming for nearly three minutes. His hands had had to
hold her in place to prevent her gyrations from unseating him.

Finally his spurting into her ass ended things and the two fell in a
semi-swoon on his large bed.

Half an hour later Alice had put on her skirt and blouse, her underwear
stuffed into her purse.

Dave had driven her home just before two in the morning. She had kissed
him in the car and walked up her steps to her house feeling very confused and
very satisfied.

Seeing Mark sitting in the chair in the living room had nearly stopped her
heart.

Alice’s dress was wrinkled to death. Even if she had stopped to use
Dave’s bathroom thoroughly, the dress alone would have shown what she had been
up to.

Mark stood up and asked if there was any point in his staying. Alice had
burst into tears.

Seeing Mark was a shock, but it had crystallized her feelings for her. It
was Mark she wanted, and she told him that.

“Mark, I know I’ve hurt you, but I do love you. I’ll do anything to get
you to stay.”

Mark had stopped. “Really? Anything?”

“Yes. Anything.” Alice had managed to get both sorrow and defiance into
her voice at the same time.

“If I stay,” Mark began, “I want an end to all your hangups about sex. If
you can screw around on me–”

“It wasn’t …” Alice began and thought better of it.

“You can stop telling me that things I want are dirty.” Mark continued.
“That’s the first thing.”

“O.K. Mark, just don’t leave.”

“Second, you can spend the rest of the week showing me that you’ve turned
over a new leaf.”

“I will, Mark, I will.”

“Third, You’ll have to pay for tonight, any way I think you should.”

Alice thought of what she knew of Mark, and decided that she could endure
anything that he might come up with.

“Whatever you think is fair, Mark. Just remember I love you.” Alice
answered.

“We’ll see how much. Take off your clothes.”

Alice had been afraid of this. The phrase, “Like a bitch.” now had a new
meaning to her.

She had turned her back to Mark and taken off her shirt. She hung her
shirt on a chair, thankful that Dave hadn’t been one for hickies. She took
off her wrinkled skirt with more trepidation. Mark knew she never went out
without panties.

“Turn around.”

Alice tried to look demure. It was hard. Not only was she naked, but
freshly fucked as she was, there were still traces of Dave’s come on her …
and dripping out of her.

Alice wished fervently for a minute alone in the bathroom. She didn’t
dare ask.

“Come here.”

Alice walked slowly to him.

“Lay across my lap.”

Alice had assumed that he would want to fuck her. A spanking hadn’t even
entered her mind. She could barely remember her last spanking. She had been
in grade school and her mother had pulled down her drawers and used a hair
brush on her young ass after finding out about a fight in school.

With some genuine fear, Alice lay across his lap.

Mark didn’t begin spanking her at once. First he spread her legs and felt
the sticky dampness there. Alice blushed hotly at the shame of having mark
examine the evidence of her infidelity.

Alice tried to hold still as Mark’s fingers followed the traces up her
legs to her sex. His finger went on onto her mound, and after a second, right
into her well fucked hole.

It was while Alice was trying not to react to the shame of such an
examination that Mark slapped her ass for the first time.

“Count them.”

“One.”

And so it went to twenty-five. With each slap, Mark’s finger explored
more of her cunt. Then with his fingers in her hole, and his thumb on her
clit, Mark had begun the inquisition.

He had insisted on each detail of what she had done, leaving out only the
name of her partner. Alice was so relieved that she held nothing back …
for long.

At each new act, Alice had tried to hide how easily she had allowed
herself to be used by Dave. Each evasion brought not a new round of spanking,
but a new level of sensation on her clit.

By four A.M., weak with orgasms, Alice had told him every detail, save
one. She had not told him that she had gone down on him after he had fucked
her.

At four-thirty, Mark had allowed her a brief respite.

“I need to tell you some things.” Mark had begun, “I believe you want me
to stay, and that you love me.

“I believe you will try to change, and I’ll let your actions for the week
speak for themselves.

“I also know that you’re still holding back something. We’ll go over that
tomorrow night. I’m getting too tired.”

Alice crawled up in his lap and kissed him several times. She had never
come so many times in a single night before.

“One last thing, “Mark continued, “listening to you has made me horny. As
long as you’re naked, it seems like a waste not to do something about it.”

Mark led her to their bedroom. He stacked pillows near the center of the
bed. He positioned Alice over them. Standing to one side, he undressed.

Alice’s relief as he plunged into her pussy was short lived as he pulled
out and slid his variously lubricated cock into her ass.

THE END–

But soon to come:

Alice’s Special Week.

–

“I just said nobody had ever tickled me, so I don’t know what it is
like,” she replied. “I’ve often wondered.”

“Your mother or father never tickled you as a child? Or anytime?” Bob
wondered. “No, they aren’t real touching people, so how could I have been?”

They were sitting on the side of Angela’s swimming pool. Boy, she
looked great in that blue bikini! Nobody else was home, so Bob had a great
idea. “Let’s go inside, and I’ll find out if you’re ticklish or not!”

Angela actually seemed sort of excited by the thought, and she jumped
right up and ran in the house. “Where should we go?” she asked. Bob thought
for a moment, then said “You have a four-poster bed, right?” She nodded.
“Go to your bedroom and pull the covers off of the bed, and I’ll be in in a
minute.” She ran off.

Bob went into the living room and found what he was looking for — a large
basket with long, stiff peacock feathers — and selected two of them. He
started upstairs, but then thought of something else and made a quick detour.

As Bob walked into the room holding the feathers in one hand, Angela
smiled, then asked, “Why is your other hand behind your back?” He answered,
“Well, since we don’t know if you’re ticklish, or how ticklish you are, I
thought maybe it wouldn’t hurt to make sure I didn’t accidentally get hit or
kicked if you started jerking around.” He pulled out the neckties he had found
in her father’s closet and said, “So, can I tie your hands and feet, just in
case?”

Angela looked a little unsure for a minute, but then agreed. “But if I
don’t like it, when I say STOP, I mean STOP. O.K.?” Bob also agreed.

Having Angela lay down on the bed, Bob tied one end of the necktie to her
right wrist and pulled her arm over her head to secure it to the bedpost. Going
to her left side, he did the same with her left wrist. He then repeated this
with both of her feet, leaving her bound spread-eagle and absolutely helpless.

Bob sat down on the bed next to her and said, “Are you sure you want to
do this?” She nodded her head, not quite sure what she may be in for. “O.K.!
Here goes!!!”

Taking one of the feathers, he started at her left wrist and began slowly
sliding it down her arm. She did nothing. He got closer and closer to her
underarm, until she should have been writhing in agony. She didn’t flinch. He
picked up the other feather and used both of them on her armpits, sides, and
stomach. Nothing. Not even a smile.

Now sort of disappointed, he moved down a little and ran the feathers up
and down her soft inner thighs. Her eyes widened, and she started to wiggle a
bit. “What is that?” she asked amazedly. “That, my dear, is the start of your
ticklishness.” He continued stroking her legs, and was rewarded with more
squirming and some laughter.

Tiring of this after 15 minutes, he dropped the feathers and gently took
a knee in each hand and began tweaking them. She jumped around a little, but
not much. Then he reached underneath her to grab the backs of her legs, and
did the same thing. Now, she went wild! While she laughed uncontrollably and
tried to pull out of the ties, he tickled her for another 10 minutes.

When he finished, she was panting and sweating and looked at him and said,
“I don’t think I care for being tickled. Untie me please.”

With a devilish look in his eye, he innocently commented, “But I haven’t
gotten to your feet yet!” She didn’t even want to try though, insisting he
release her.

“I’m sorry you feel that way, Angie, but I can’t. I wouldn’t feel I had
fulfilled my duty to you if I didn’t help you find out if your feet were
ticklish or not!”

Pulling a chair up to the end of the bed, Bob sat down at Angela’s feet.
“You promised you would stop when I said to!” Angela screamed. “Sorry,”
was his only answer.

Taking a feather in each hand again, he began lightly running them up and
down the tops of Angela’s feet. Starting to get a smug grin back on her face,
Angela laughed and said, “Ha! Doesn’t do a thing. Now untie me!” Instead of
replying, Bob switched the feathers to the bottoms of her feet. Immediately
she regretted being smart-mouthed, and began giggling. “Please, stop. I can’t
take any more!” “No, we have to make sure you are really ticklish on your feet!
This is just the beginning!”

Taking the pencil-like tips of the feathers, he attacked her insteps and
heels without mercy, continuing for 15 minutes this way. NOW, she was begging
for him to stop. But still no relief.

Now he ran both ends of the feathers between her toes, creating a new wave
of chuckling and pleading.

Trying a new tactic, he found a ball-point pen and wrote ‘Bob loves Angela’
one each sole 5 times. “Oh, look. Your feet are dirty! I’ll have to wash
them for you!”

Going into her bathroom, he half-filled a bucket with warm, soapy water and
found a soft scrub brush. As he sat down, she realized what would happen, and
pulled even harder on the neckties, but he had tied her well.

Nearly in tears from the previous torture, she looked at him with puppy
dog eyes and said, “I beg you not to do this. Please?” He almost relented,
but something said “Why not?” So it began.

Dipping the brush into the water, he then brought it to the sole of her
right foot. “Still say ‘Doesn’t do a thing?’” he taunted. Holding the top of
her foot with one hand he scrubbed lightly but firmly across the arch, instep,
heel and under the toes of the foot, soaping it up good, but not removing much
ink. “This brush isn’t doing much good (although she had almost passed out from
being tickled so much) maybe I’ll try this nice sponge.” Thoroughly wetting the
sponge, he then applied that to her bare sole, again making her writhe and
scream.

Now he transferred his attentions to her left foot, with the same results.
She was getting tired, and crying from laughing so hard, so she just lay there,
occasionally jerking of jumping, but still unable to escape.

Her feet were now clean, and he produced a nice, fluffy towel to dry them
on. He then kissed each foot on the sole, each knee, each thigh, her tummy,
and gently licked and kissed each underarm (with the licking making her squirm
around and hoarsely whisper “PLEASE STOP”). Then he kissed her hard and long
on the lips and asked, “Are you mad at me for not untying you? ‘Cause if you
are, I can ask your feet instead!”

With a look of near-terror in her eyes, she vigorously shook her head and
said, “NO, I’m not mad!” Being bound and tickled for 2 hours left her limply
lying there when he untied her. He lay down next to her and began to caress
her face. “I think it’s time I help you find out if you’re ticklish, buddy!”
she exclaimed. He did decided it was only fair, and allowed her to tie his
wrists and ankles. He’d tell her later that he wasn’t ticklish!!!!

I have always had this desire to have a threesome with another woman and
a man, and the other day this desire of mine came true. But let me start
at the beginning.

My name is Carol, and I’m twenty five, and I work in a shop in the
center of town. I think I’m very nice looking, for I have a first class
figure, and I like sex more than anything else in the world.

I am bi-sexual, and found that out some time ago, and making it with
another woman is very nice. But, to be honest, for a real thrill, for
the best possible orgasms, I go to a man, for I only feel really happy
and satisfied when I have a nice red hot cock inside of me.

Well, although I had made it with other women, I always had this
secret desire to have a threesome, a man, and me, and another woman, but
try as I might, I had been unable to get it together ….. until a few
days ago that is.

I was out shopping when I ran into Jane, and I hadn’t seen her for
ages. She is the same age as me and we used to fuck with each other
quite a lot, and then we sort of drifted apart.

We were both pleased to see each other, so we went into this little
coffee bar for a drink and a chat.

“Where do you live now?” I asked, for she had moved out of town six
months earlier.

“I’ve moved back,” she said. “I live just around the corner from
you. I’ve only been back a few days, and I was meaning to look you up.”

I stared at her across the table, and then picked up my cup. She
looked lovely with her long blonde hair and her sexy eyes and her lovely
smile. Just looking at her reminded me of the times we had fucked, and
thinking about that made the juices cream up inside me.

“Perhaps we could get together again sometime?” I suggested.

“That would be nice,” she said, she nodded and then she smiled. “I
remember how lovely your pussy used to taste,” she went on. “I loved
going down on you and licking your cunt.”

“I loved the taste of your sweet pussy also,” I said, and looked at
her and added. “how about getting together again?”

“I live with this man called Bill,” she said.

“Oh.”

“But come around and see me, Carol,” she said. “Come round and we’ll
have a threesome. I’m sure you’ll like Bill, he’s a great lover, with a
huge cock, and I’m sure he’d really love to get his cock inside you.”

“You always did say what you were thinking, Jane,” I said.

“No point in beating around the bush,” she replied. “look, here’s my
new address, come around this evening; meet Bill, and if you like him
then we’ll all get it together.”

“If you like him, them I’m sure I’ll like him,” I said.

“He has the tastiest cock that I’ve ever sucked,” she said, and she
stirred some sugar into her coffee.

“I like good tasty cock,” I replied.

“Yes, I know you do,” she said. “Not only has he got this huge cock,
but he really does know how to use it.”

“That’s nice,” I whispered, and the thought of a threesome that very
evening was making me very wet indeed, so wet that I thought my panties
would be a real mess when I got home.

“Look, come around about eight this evening,” she said, and she
finished her coffee and stood up. “I’m sure you’ll like him, and anyway,
I’m really looking forward to sucking out that pussy of yours again.”

“And I’m looking forward to tasting your cunt cream once more,” I
told her.

She smiled, waved, and left the coffee bar. I was feeling well
pleased with myself, for it looked as if that secret desire of mine was
about to come true. I walked home shortly after that, and when I took my
panties off to take a shower, sure enough, I found that they were so wet
that they were on the verge of falling apart.

I was feeling really horny thinking about what was going to happen
that night ….. I was sure I would like Bill, and the thought was
making me wet as anything, and so I thought I had to do something about
it.

I left my clothes in a heap on the bedroom floor, and got onto the
bed. My large, firm tits were heaving up and down, and my inch long
nipples were as hard as they could possibly be.

I reached down with my right hand and slowly pushed two of my
fingers all the way up into my soaking wet cunt. Of course, I was so
worked up, that as soon as my fingers started to go up there inside my
pussy I had a screaming orgasm.

I needed that, and it was nice, but I wanted more, and so I pushed
them out into my wet pussy a little more and started to rub them against
my cunt walls, twisting them around inside myself, and multiple orgasms
raced through my groin, so big, so lovely that I started to pant out
loud, and then as I worked my stiff fingers in and out, volumes of cunt
juice escaped from my cunt wetting my entire hand.

Yes, I thought, as I carried on wanking my love hole, this will really
put me in the mood for the rest of the evening.

The feel of my fingers up there inside my pussy was a real big turn
on, and my juices were flowing nice and freely. I didn’t wank off too
fast, for I didn’t want to tire myself out, well not too much anyway.

I wanked away for a few minutes longer, and then removed my fingers
from my sticky pussy hole, and licked them dry. God, I loved the taste
of myself!

I had a shower, something to eat, then about eight I went around to
Jane’s place, and she was more than pleased to see me.

“Come in and meet Bill,” she said

I went into the lounge, and Bill was there, and I liked him on the
spot. I liked his looks, and I liked the fact that he was naked, and
that his cock was huge and thick, and that his balls were full and
hairy.

He was flat on his back on the carpet, and going by the way his cock
was gleaming, it was rather obvious that Jane had been giving it a good
licking just before I had arrived.

“Just warming up,” said Jane, who was still fully dressed.

“I like that cock,” I said.

“I’m pleased,” said Bill.

“I said you two would get along,” smiled Jane. “Hey, let’s go into
the bedroom and get some real action going, shall we?”

I nodded, and so did Bill, and then he stood up, and to be honest, I
couldn’t take my eyes from that cock of his. It just had to be one of
the thickest cocks that I had ever seen, and to tell another truth, I
wanted it inside of me so badly that it hurt, if you know what I mean.

“I can tell you like that prick,” said Jane, as we went into the
bedroom.

“It’s making me wet just looking at it,” I said.

“Well, be my guest,” said Jane, and she started to help me get
undressed. “And don’t worry, he can fuck all night. He recovers very
fast and can easily manage the both of us.”

I was now naked and so was Jane, and her body was lovely. It was the
same as I remembered it. She had breasts that were the same size as
mine, though her nipples were a deep pink in color, but like me, she had
trimmed her pussy hair fairly close so that her lips showed up nicely.

Her lips were pouting and wet, and she smiled at me again.

“Just to see if you still taste as good,” she said, and then went
down on her knees while I stood there by the side of the bed, and the
next thing I knew she was licking away at my pouty cunt lips.

Bill was sitting on the edge of the bed and he was watching. He was
looking more than happy. Well, most men would have looked happy to have
seen two naked women there, with one of them licking away at the others
cunt.

I felt a thrill go through me as Jane’s wet tongue lapped away at my
pussy lips. Then, she was just poking away inside me with the tip of her
tongue, pushing just the tip inside my cunt, getting a taste of my hot
sweet juices.

After a minute or so, during which time she gave me a couple of good
orgasms, she stood up and licked her lips.

“You taste as good as ever,” she said.

“I want a taste,” said Bill.

“You can suck her out later,” said Jane, steering me toward the bed.
“Right now, Carol here wants to feel that cock of yours inside her cunt,
that’s right, isn’t it Carol?”

“Yes, I’d like that,” I said.

“Okay, come here and get fucked,” said Bill.

“How do you want it?” asked Jane.

“Well, Jane,” I said. “It would be nice if you sat on my face so
that I could suck you out, while Bill fucked my pussy with his lovely
cock.”

“Now, that’s what I call a good idea,” said Jane.

I smiled and nodded, and I was pleased that she was going along with
what I wanted. This really was a secret desire come true, and I was sure
I was really going to enjoy every single thing that happened to me
during the course of the night.

I lay flat on my back, and then Jane moved up the bed and within a
few seconds she was crouched over my face, so that by looking up I could
see every single detail of her pussy.

Large drops of pussy juice were dripping down from her cunt, and
these were soon splashing over my face, and those drops were hot and
lovely. I opened my mouth and some fell inside and I drank them down
…. They tasted as good as ever.

Bill was watching all this. That is the good thing about a
threesome. A man has so much to watch. It must be a real turn on for a
man to see all that.

Anyway, she was above my face and her hot cunt was dripping juice,
and I was drinking it down making my own pussy produce gobs of juice of
it’s own.

Then Jane sat all the way down smothering my mouth with her pungent
pussy. It gave me both the opportunity and the pleasure to snake my
tongue up into her cunt and begin licking her out.

I heard her shout with joy as my tongue went up inside her, and soon
she was shaking like mad, proving that my efforts were making her cum
again and again.

I sucked away, lapped away up there inside her nice tasty pussy
hole, and then I felt something that made me have a huge climax.

What I felt was the head of a huge cock against my cunt lips, and
that is the sensation that will give any woman a mind blowing orgasm.

That cockhead of Bills was all purple, hot and huge, throbbing as he
pushed it gently against my pussy lips. I felt him increase the
pressure, then felt my lips part and my cunt cream flood and cover that
great cock.

Then he pushed some more, and if Jane’s cunt hadn’t been covering my
mouth and nose, if I hadn’t had my tongue buried inside of her sweet
pussy tube, then I would have let out the biggest sexual shout of my
life as Bill’s cock started to glide in and out of my cunt.

I pushed my tongue up higher into Jane’s wet cunt as Bill pushed his
cock deeper into my pussy hole, and the sensation was getting better and
better.

I climaxed as his swollen cockhead touched the very depths of my
fuck hole, and as he pushed in, as that shaft made the walls of my love
tunnel bulge out, I thought I was going to faint from the pleasure of it
all.

This threesome thing was good, if not better than I ever thought it
could be. I heaved and had another orgasm as he pulled out, and now only
the tip of his swollen cockhead was inside me, and I started to suck
harder at Jane’s cunt as he pushed his cock back inside me.

This was sheer heaven, this was bliss, this was out of this world. I
had a thick cock going in and out of my pussy, and I had my tongue going
in and out of Jane’s pussy. I was truly in fuck heaven!

Then Bill started to deep stroke my cunt hard and fast, started to
really pump away with that lovely cock of his, and I continued to cum
more than I ever had before.

I was finding it hard to breath, I needed to shout and sob from all
the pleasure that I was getting, and Jane’s must have realized this, for
she suddenly rolled from my face.

I lifted my legs in the air, and I put my arms around Bill and held
him close as he carried on pumping my cunt with his huge cock.

Jane looked down at me and she smiled, and the she leaned over and
kissed me on the mouth, using the tip of her tongue to lick up all the
drops of her pussy juice from my face.

After she had done that, and while Bill was still shafting his
prick in and out of my pussy hole at one hell of a speed, Jane moved
down and was running her tongue over my tits. She moved again and
started to rub her tits all over Bill’s ass.

Of course, any man loves to have naked tits rubbed against his ass,
and likes it even more when his cock his flashing in and out of another
woman’s cunt hole. This turned Bill on so much, that as Jane rubbed her
hard nipples over his ass, his cock became harder inside my cunt, which
gave me another series of hot orgasms.

Then I had a mega cum, for Bill had given this deep thrust into me,
so deep and hard, and beautiful, that for a moment I thought his balls
were in me as well ….. and that would have been wonderful!

Yes, he gave that deep plunge with his hot cock and I felt violent
bursts of hot cum shoot from his prick. Now some women say they can’t
feel it when a man cums inside them. I just can’t understand those
women. I always, but always feel every single drop when a man shoots his
hot load inside my pussy hole.

And believe me I felt every drop of Bills load as it went into me,
and Jane was making really sure that I received everything that he had
to offer, for she was reaching between Bill’s legs and was using her
fingers on his balls, squeezing and pulling at them. Not that he needed
any help, for he was shooting out great dollops of cum into my cunt and
the orgasms were flooding through me hard and fast.

He was amazing as he pumped away, yes, he was still thrusting that
lovely cock of his hard into my pussy as it spurted a never ending
torrent of thick, hot cum.

I don’t think I’ve ever had spunk shot so deep in my pussy as it
was then. When I say that my pussy hole, my fuck tube, was filled with
that man’s spunk, I mean every single word of it!

He pumped away until the last few drops came from him, pulled out
and rolled over on his back, and like me was gasping for breath. He lay
there, his cock glistening and still semi-erect, coated with my pussy
juice and traces of white male cum.

But, that cock that had just given me the fuck of my life didn’t
stay wet for long, for Jane looked at it, let out a sigh of lust, and
within seconds her tongue was moving all over that limp dick.

I was also out of breath, and lay there, legs spread wide apart as
I felt that lovely spunk of Bill’s that had filled my pussy. I lay
there, my cunt pulsating, the hairs glistening with my wetness and
Bill’s discharge ….. I was in heaven!

I could feel it clinging to the inside walls of my pussy, and I
could also feel it starting to dribble out from my cunt. Thick globs of
it, mingling with my own pussy cream and slowly running from my fuck
hole, some of it staying on my pussy lips, some running down a little
more onto my thighs. It was a lovely, sticky, wet feeling, that after
sex feeling that I just adore.

Jane had finished lapping away at Bill’s cock, and had done a grand
job. She had licked it nice and clean, had lapped it dry, and was sexily
licking her lips.

“What a lovely sight,” she said, as she looked at my pussy.

“You can say that again,” said Bill, as he glanced over at me.

“It’s so hot, all that white cum flowing from your cunt,” said
Jane.

“I know what you’re thinking,” said Bill, as he looked at Jane and
smiled.

“What can she be thinking,” I asked.

“She is thinking,” said Bill, that she would like to go down on you
and suck out your pussy.”

“What, with all your spunk inside me?”

“That’s right,” said Bill, and he smiled. “Jane is a very kinky gal
indeed. What do you think?”

I though for a moment and agreed that it sounded good. After all, I
had wanted a threesome, and I knew that Jane was really sexy, and I said
that I wanted to try out everything and anything. I hadn’t said that
last bit to those two, but I had said it to myself while in the shower
before going to their place.

“Here Jane, Have a good suck,” I said and opened my legs even
wider.

“Here I go,” said Jane, as she dove down between my legs. Bill
smiled, and leaned closer so that he could see every single detail of
what Jane was about to do to my cum filled pussy hole.

“Oh, that’s so good,” I moaned, as I felt Jane’s wet tongue begin
moving all over my pussy lips.

Now it’s obvious that I’ve been licked and sucked by many women,
but it is also obvious that this is the first time that another woman
has sucked cum from my pussy. Of course I new what it would taste like
taken from my well fucked pussy.

Sure I knew the taste …. because often, after a man had fucked
me, I’d reach down there with one or the other of my hands and push a
couple of fingers inside me and wank off for a while, and pull those
fingers out of me coated with all that man spunk. I’d then lick my
fingers, lick them dry and clean. So I knew what spunk taken from my
well fucked pussy really did taste like. But, it had never been taken
from my pussy like this before, never by another hot woman’s lips and
tongue.

I felt her tongue and lips sucking wildly at my hole, felt her
licking and sucking all the cream from there, and of course the mere
touch of her pointed tongue on my hard clit gave me a huge climax all
over again.

“Oh, what a lovely taste,” sighed Jane.

“What a lovely sight,” said Bill.

“What a fucking fantastic feeling,” I said.

Jane smiled, and then her head went down again, and this time her
tongue probed deep inside me. Her entire mouth covered my swollen pussy
lips as she wiggled her tongue inside me and lapped me out for all she
was worth.

The suction from her mouth when she got under way was really
something, and Bill’s cum came flowing from my pussy hole along with my
sticky cunt cream. It came gurgling and bubbling into her mouth, and it
goes without saying that as she sucked all that creamy mixture down, we
both had a couple of monster orgasms.

Yes, that was really fantastic, and I loved it, and as she sucked
out my well fucked hole, as more and more of Bill’s load came out and
into Jane’s mouth and covered her beautiful face, I thought to myself
that this desire I had, This fantasy I had wondered about all these
years had now come true, was the best I ever had. I loved it. I loved
everything about it coming true….. Will I ever have a threesome again?

This story is being written today based on a few assumptions. Number

one assumption is that Boney is only writing one letter each week to me.

Another assumption I am making is that it has been agreed that we would try

our best to write two letters each week. We would be mailing them from the

closest easiest post-office because it does not matter how long it takes

for the letters to get here. If they are mailed regularly and with

punctuality they will arrive with regularity. Boney knows how much Darius

needs to see her writing and knows at least something of what was happening

in her life to keep his inpatients in check.

Boney and Darius had already had confrontations about this. Too many

times Darius had begged in his letters for this little favor. He told her

they did not have to be long letters. He told her they all didn’t have to

have a fantasy. He told her he just needed desperately to hear from her.

She had agreed and then reneged on this promise and even lied about it.

Darius Showing up in Manila just to correct this problem was a shocking and

happy surprise. The first day was wonderful. Meeting and going to the

Hotel. Eating together and making passionate love all night were great.

But there was just this problem to solve. Boney thought about it very

carefully. She knew that Darius had threatened to spank her over this very

thing. Also over her little white lies. She also knew that spanking

someone was a great sexual turn on for him. The more she thought about

this the more she decided that she could trust Darius enough for this.

When they were downstairs in the Hotel for Breakfast she said to him.

“Darius I have been bad and I deserve to be punished. I don’t want to be

hurt but I think it is important that we resolve this problem. I give you

my word and promise that I will write two letters a week to you and that I

will mail them two times a week. I also agree that I should be punished.

I know you will punish me with love. Darius I make you this promise and I

beg you to spank me so I will remember this promise.”

Darius’s eyes were gleaming at this but he didn’t say anything for a

long time. Boney could see that thoughts were streaking through his mind.

He was quiet for a long time. Just looking at her and drinking his coffee.

Finally he spoke.

“Boney I don’t think you understand what you are asking for

completely. So I am going to explain to you a little of what I expect and

what will happen so that you can rethink your decision. Sweetie. The lies

and the broken promises hurt me a lot. If I was going to spank you it

would be a real spanking. What I mean is that it would be a spanking like

you got when you were little. It would hurt. Once we started you couldn’t

change your mind and say no thanks now because it hurts too much. Boney if

I spanked you I would spank you until your bum was the same color red as on

the stripes of the air mail envelopes that I use. Boney it wouldn’t be a

good spanking unless you were crying and crying by the end of it. Boney

this spanking would not be make believe or pretend or only a fantasy. It

would be real. It would hurt you a lot. And yes I would probably make

love to you afterwards. But don’t think I would be making love to you just

because I got turned on by slapping your ass. I would be loving you

because I do. I would be spanking you because I love you too. If you

weren’t worth spanking, because I know you care and I know you love me,

then I wouldn’t bother at all. But I will tell you the rules I expect you

to follow if you want and get this spanking. Boney if I spank you then you

must promise to do exactly like I ask and not argue at all. I expect you

to cry. You will wear the clothes that I suggest and will not ask me to

stop. You may cry that you are sorry. You may tell me you love me. But

you cannot beg me to stop once I have begun. Boney. If you want this you

must realize that it will be a sever spanking. Probably the most sever

spanking you have ever gotten. You must agree to it fully. And you will

agree while it is happening. You cannot change your mind half way through.

I know I have just scared you with this but I want you to think about it.

Now we are going to Harrison Plaza to do some shopping this morning. I

don’t want to talk about it. You think about it. If you really want me to

spank you then ask me that question after we have finished lunch.”

Boney looked worried but thoughtful. They went down to Harrison and

Darius bought clothes for her. He also bought some shirts and things for

himself. The only strange thing was his insistence on buying a school

skirt for her. It looked like many of the skirts that school girls wore.

The only difference was that this skirt barely came to her knees. He also

bought white knee socks and some small white panties. He got a t-shirt in

white for her as well. She thought it was too small but he insisted it was

just right. Other that these little differences he was the same old

Darius. Loving and caring and making her laugh and teasing her all the

time. By the time they had got back to the hotel at lunch time she had

decided that she did want this spanking. Even if she did end up crying.

She knew Darius Loved her. She knew she hurt him when she told her little

white lies. She knew that he needed her letters and she was ashamed that

she had not given him what he needed so badly. She started to say

something when they got back to the room. But he stopped her and said only

after lunch. He took the school girl skirt the little white panties the

socks and the t-shirt out of the bags and laid them on the bed. The rest

of the bags he packed away in the corner. Then taking her hand in his he

brought her downstairs to the restaurant to eat.

Lunch was lovely. Darius ordered wine for both of them to drink. The

food was good and they laughed and joked about being apart so much. They

talked about family and Elsa the cow. How she thought his cartoons were

gross. Way too Graphic for her tastes. They laughed about the cartoon

with the girl sitting with the huge cock and complaining of the pain.

After last night she knew that she wouldn’t have this problem anymore.

They had even fallen asleep with his cock still inside her. Lunch was

beautiful and so much fun. And Boney was scared and nervous anyway.

Darius had ordered his after dinner coffee and said. “You had something

you wanted to say?”

Boney had thought about it and rehearsed it to herself. This morning

she had said. “Darius I have been bad and I deserve to be punished. I

don’t want to be hurt but I think it is important that we resolve this

problem. I give you my word and promise that I will write two letters a

week to you and that I will mail them two times a week. I also agree that

I should be punished. I know you will punish me with love. Darius I make

you this promise and I beg you to spank me so I will remember this

promise.” Now what would she say? She did want to do this. “Darius. I

love you and I know you love me. I was bad and deserve a bad spanking.

Darius would you spank me, please.”

“Okay Sweetie if that’s the way you want it. I will let you get out

of it until you get the first slap but after that you have to get all of

it. No backing out.”

Boney just nodded. She knew that she was going to get the whole thing

and it would hurt a lot but she wanted to make up for the hurt she had

given to him.

“Boney I am going to sit here and drink a couple of cups of coffee and

I want you to go up to our room. Take all your clothes off and have a good

shower. Fix up your hair into a pony tail. Make it up high on your head

not down at your neck. Then I want you to dress in the clothes I bought

for you this morning. No Bra under the t-shirt sweetie. White socks but

no shoes. It’s almost 2 right now. I will come up at 2:30. When I get to

the room you will be all dressed and kneeling in the middle of the floor.

You will be waiting for me. I don’t want you to speak too much. Just do

exactly what I say and when I say it. I want you to remember all through

this afternoon that I love you. I love you a lot or I would not go to all

this trouble. When you do talk to me upstairs then you will call me Sir as

if I was a teacher, that was scolding you and spanking you. Now go

Sweetie. I will see you in a half an hour.”

It was a scary half hour for Boney. She stripped and hopped into the

shower right away. When she got out she quickly blew her hair dry and then

started to get dressed. God what was happening to her. She was getting

excited just like when she read one of Darius’s stories. Her mouth was dry

from fear but her pussy was wet thinking of what was to come. She put on

the panties and found that they were quite small. The were high risers.

Cut high on the sides. She was covered well in the front but half of each

cheek of her bum stood outside the panties. She though she understood why

he had bought these. She hurried and put on her socks and then the T-

shirt. It was too small. It was like a tight band around her chest. Her

nipples where hard little rocks that pressed against the shirt and stood

out. Darius would see them as soon as he came in the room. That was good.

She was glad Darius would be able to see her excitement. She hurried into

the skirt tucking in what was left of the T-shirt. There was only a minute

or two left. She knelt down on the floor. Where could she put her hands.

She wanted to touch her nipples. She wanted to rub her pussy. She

couldn’t do these things. She was worried. He said he wanted her bottom

very red. How many spanks would he give her. 5, 10, 20, 50, maybe even

100. Oh no! Her mouth got dryer and her pussy got wetter just thinking of

this. The door started to open. Quickly she put her hands behind her back

clenching them together. Now he was with her. What Would happen next.

Now where were we? Oh Ya! Boney is on Her knees and horny and scared

at the same time and Darius is just coming into the room.

Darius walked in and sat in front of Boney on the end of the bed. He

just looked at her for a little while. Boney fidgeted. “I know you are

excited right now because I can see your nipples. But you won’t always be

excited. Especially when the spanks get harder.”

“Are you sure you want to go through with this. There’s only a little

time left for you to back out. Do you want to back out?”

Boney remember exactly what he had said down stairs. “No Sir”

“Good then stand up.”

“Now Boney I want you to reach down and lift up your skirt and bunch

it around your waist.”

Boney stood slowly. She bunched up her skirt. She felt embarrassed

like a little school girl. This was her husband who had seen her in much

less. This was her husband who had touched her everywhere and seen here

everywhere but still she was embarrassed. But she was still hot and scared

at the same time.

“Now turn around.”

Boney turned slowly. “Stop.” She was facing away from him. Darius

was looking at her bum. “Continue.” Boney continued to turn. When she

was again facing him. He said. “Come over here now and get across my

knee.” Boney moved over towards him. She loved him and this shone through

her eyes. His loving and caring were in his eyes as well — overshadowed

somewhat by a sternness of character. She draped herself across his knee.

His hand was already caressing her bum. A warm presence next to her skin

that had gotten cold as soon as she assumed this position. His fingers

were sliding along the edges of her panties. She was becoming even more

aroused. She could feel his dick pressing against her stomach. She was

almost comfortable. Her hands had reached to the floor as she no longer

had to hold up her skirt. She felt vulnerable but aroused. Scared but

excited too.

Darius’s hands continued to touch her softly. “Boney my sweetie this

will be your last chance to back out. But before you make your decision I

want you to know. Your spanking will be in three parts. This first part

is just a warm up. Then you will stand in front of me and remove your

skirt and panties and show your bum to me. Then you will come over my knee

again with your naked bum and then the hard spanking will begin. That will

be much harder. I haven’t decided how many yet but when you are crying

hard enough and your bum is red enough I will stop again. Then you will be

asked to stand again and take off the rest of your clothes. Then Boney my

sweetie I will ask you to kneel on the end of the bed here. I will ask you

to spread your knees very, very wide. Then I will push your face and chest

down to the bed. You will be very revealed. Your pussy will be expose and

your bumhole and by then the flaming red cheeks of your bum. Then you will

receive the last spanks you will get. I will tell you how many then. You

will be asked to count those ones as I give them to you. They will be the

hardest ones you get and will hurt you the most. But then it will be

finished. But Boney you have to remember you are in a hotel room and you

can’t scream. You will have to stop your self from doing this. Boney

don’t scream because if you do and someone comes to the door to find out

what is happening You will have to go to the door just as you are and

explain it to them. So if you scream when you are naked you will have to

explain at the door naked.”

Through all this explanation Darius’s hand had continued rubbing her

bottom softly. His fingers trailing along her panty edges. Even sliding

down between her thighs and teasing close to her pussy and bum. Making her

hotter and hotter. The talk was scaring her half to death but the hands

were making her hotter.

“Last chance Boney, Think for a minute then tell me wether you want me

to continue?”

Boney didn’t know what to do? She was hot. She was scared. She

loved Darius and knew he loved her. She knew she hurt and upset him. She

had meant to send the letters. But she was taking so long to write them.

She should have pushed herself to write faster. She also knew that if she

didn’t got through with this she would always wonder. She would always

think what if? Could she take the pain. She knew there would be pain.

She knew it would be given with love but at the same time there was that

sternness of character shadow that had been in Darius’s eyes. She knew

that he would really spank her. She knew that when he spoke of making her

bum red he meant it.

“Yes Sir — Darius please continue I know I deserve this and I

want this. If I stop I will never know will I.”

“Okay remember once the first spank hits there will be no turning

back. If you don’t co-operate then spanks will be added. Your going to

get a lot anyway and you don’t want to get anymore than you already have in

store for you. Are you ready?”

“Yes Sir — Just start please.”

His hands pulled at her panties suddenly. Surprising her. He tugged

them up sharply. Pulling and putting pressure on her pussy. Then the

hands left her bottom. His left hand dropped to her waist holding her

close to him. She could feel his excitement growing. His penis was

hardening under her. Then Spat! Oh! That didn’t hurt at all. Just a

really light sting. Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! None of these really hurt.

Just a sharp tingling sensation. She had slapped herself harder killing

mosquito’s. Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! He had cover most of her bum now

with these gentle taps. Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! He was working

around the edges or her bum now. It wasn’t hurting yet but she could feel

it getting hotter. Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! That was the bottom of her bum

just where her thighs met. Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat!

Spat! Spat! He’d covered her bum again. It was getting hotter now. His

hand was rubbing her gently now. Around and around and over both of her

glorious globes. Had he finished this part. She still didn’t feel like

crying. His rubbing was making her hotter again. His hand roamed all of

her even dipping between her legs to gently caress the lips of her pussy

and then back up brushing lightly over her bottom hole and back to her

thighs. How many had that been? Was he finished. His hand stopped

rubbing she shivered waiting for the renewed penance. Smack! Oh! She

moaned. That was harder. Smack! Smack! There was more of a sting to these.

Smack! Smack! These hurt. Not a lot but they did hurt. She groaned.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! She moaned again. He gave her a small

respite. The heat was building and so was Darius’s erection. She could

feel it under her tummy as she began to wiggle. Smack! Smack! Smack!

Smack! Oh! She moaned again. Smack! Smack! Smack! AAAAH! Smack! Smack!

Smack! The tears were starting to come to her eyes now. Again he was

stroking her bum. Rubbing and caressing and spreading and feeling the

heat. Was he finished. This was hurting now. No his hand had left her

bottom again. Smack! Smack! Ouch! Right on the bottom of her bottom. Just

where her bum met her thighs. One on each Thigh. Smack! Smack! Smack!

Smack! Ouch! AAAAAH! OH! This was hurting a lot now. He was landing the

blows in the same spot now. Smack! Smack! OUUUUUH! Please Darius.

Smack! Smack! He had stopped. Again he was rubbing her bottom. OH! She was

worried now. Her bottom was starting to get sore. He said the next part

would be even worse. Is he finished this part? His hands were driving her

crazy. Sliding along her warms bottom. Feeling her heat. Her bum was

only a very light pink under his gaze. His hand rubbed down between her

cheeks. Caressed the tight puckered ring of her butt and slid down to cup

and hold her pussy. Putting pressure where it was needed. She felt good

and was still excited. What? What? Had he said? Tears were dripping from

her eyes. She was not sniffling yet. He was speaking.

“Boney it’s time.”

Time for what she wondered? She didn’t want to move away from that

skillful hand that was making her want to cum.

“Boney it’s time to get up and take off your skirt and panties.” His

hand pulled away from her bottom. She pushed back against what she wanted

there but it was not there. She slide of his legs to kneel at his feet.

“Come on Boney! It’s time for you to take off your skirt and panties.

Come on sweetie stand up here in front of me and take them off.”

Boney stood slowly. She felt a little wobbly and her bottom felt a

little warm and swollen. But she moved in front of Darius. She undid her

skirt and let it fall to the floor. Just the panties to go. Why did she

feel so embarrassed in front of her husband. She could feel the material

of her panties pressing against her mound. She had shaved carefully when

she had come up for her shower. There was hair at the top of her mound but

the rest was bare. She put her thumbs into the waistband and pushed them

down. She looked at Darius. The twinkle was still in his eye. The

sternness was still there as well. She could see his eyes devouring very

inch of her. Looking at her breasts. Looking at her pussy. She could

feel the heat of his gaze.

“Turn around sweetie. I want to see your bum.” Boney complied and

even pushed her bum out towards him a little. Her bum was a uniform light

pink color. From the top to the point where it reached her thighs. The

sides too were pink. Just slightly colored. She could feel his gaze

lingering on her. He got up and went into the bathroom. She could hear the

water running. She didn’t know what he was doing so she just stood there.

He came back into the room and she could see he had the ice bucket with

water and a face cloth in it. He had tissues in his other hand. He put

the bucket down and came over to her with the tissues and let her wipe her

eyes. His hands were cold. He must have had them in the cold water.

Again he went around behind her. She could hear him moving around.

“Come here now my love. It’s time for part two.” As she turned she

could see he had undressed himself. His shirt was off and so were his

trousers. He sat on the edge of the bed again wearing just his boxer

shorts. She could see the bulge of his manhood. Again she draped herself

across his knees. She could feel his heat now. Her bum felt hot but his

skin felt on fire. His erection pressed into her abdomen like a log. He

was speaking again.

“Boney this will be much, much harder now so remember don’t scream.

Are you ready?”

She thought about it for a few seconds. Was she really ready. It’s

too late to back out now. Surely these blows wouldn’t hurt that much more.

She had done well up till now. His hand was again rubbing her bottom.

Plundering the treasure between her legs. Making her hot again. I guess I

am as ready if I am ever going to be ready. Why talk about screaming? Was

it going to hurt that much? Well there was only one way to find out.

“I’m ready.” His hand continued to rub her ass. Tantalizing and

teasing. Grazing her pussy when what she really wanted was for him to grab

it. He kept it up for quite a long while. She was getting more and more

excited. But he would not let her climb the mountain. He just excited her

enough to make her want to be more excited. Then he stopped. His hand

moved from her bottom.

“Ready?” She only nodded. Craaack! He had hit her just after she had

exhaled. Oh! Oh! My Goodness. His hands was like wood. She knew he had

strong hands but this was ridiculous. Damn that hurt. If the first spank

was like a mosquito slap then this was like a dog bite. A huge vicious

dog. Her right bottom cheek ached. She would be screaming if only she

could get her breath. Finally she caught her breath. “Darius Please,

Please Darius.” She said and just as she finished and went to inhale

again. Craaack! Oh my God. Her left cheek this time. Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuh!

Ouuuuuuuuuuuh! “Please Darius. I’ll be good Darius. I promise

Darius.” Again she had finally gotten her breath and she had pleaded with

him and just as she ran out of breath. Craaack! Craaack!

Twooooooooooooo! One to each cheek. Right on top of the first ones. Her

ass was on fire. Her hands speed behind her and tried to cover her bottom.

Oh god how could he do this to her. The pain was tremendous and this was

only the beginning. How many spanks had he given her in part 1? She

didn’t know. How many did he expect her to take in this part. There were

tears in her eyes now. She was crying already. Not just tears. Sobs.

His hand was rubbing her the top of her legs now. Dipping and teasing her

pussy and she wanted nothing to do with that. Her excitement was gone.

She closed her legs and waited. He waited as well. Gently caressing the

back of her thighs. He gave her a while. He let her regain her composure.

Time he gave her. Time for the heat of those first blows to sink into

her. He was just using his hand. But he struck her as if it was wood.

The pain was unbelievable. Please God don’t let him hit me too much more.

He moved to imprisoned her hands which had been clutching at the hot spots

on her cheeks. He folded them together and held them into the small of her

back.

“Tell me when you’re ready. I’m only going to give you half as many

as the warm-up spank.” God half as many and ten times as hard added up to

a lot of pain. How many spanks had he given her in the first set. It was

a lot but it hadn’t really seemed like all that many at the time. Was it

twenty? No! No! It was more than that. Forty? Yes! Yes it must have been

forty. No! It could have been more than that. Half of forty was twenty.

He had given her four already. Could she take 16 more like that. That was

a lot. It could have been more than forty. If it was fifty that would

mean 21 more to go. Oh! No!

“Darius! Please. It hurts Darius. I know I deserve it but it hurts

so much Darius.” She sobbed. Darius did nothing just waited for her. She

sobbed and sobbed. She tried to struggle a little just to see but his arms

were like steel holding her in place. There was no excitement in her now.

Just pain. Why wouldn’t he let her go. He wasn’t spanking her why not let

her go?

“Tell me when you’re ready.” I’ll never be ready for more of this.

She thought but he just continued to hold her. Why? Why? She was

wracking her brain trying to think of the reason. What reason could he

have. Then she knew. The bargain. Her Bargain with him. Once started no

stop. A promise made. A promise to keep. That was why she was here. She

promised the letters and didn’t follow through. She promised and she lied.

Well he had tricked her! —– —- — ——– —— No! He hadn’t

tricked her. He told her everything. Even before he started he told her

everything except the numbers. God her bum hurt. He told her this part

was going to hurt a lot more. And boy did it hurt a lot more. I promised

him. But I didn’t understand what I was promising. But he gave me lots of

chances to back out and I said NO.

“Tell me when you’re ready.” I’ll never be ready for this. Oh! Why

did I agree to this. I don’t like this. I should have known better than

to trust him this much. Tell you when I’m ready? I’ll never be ready.

But it was a bargain. A bargain that he gave her every opportunity to back

out of. A bargain that she didn’t think about all that much. Her thoughts

whirled around in her head. One way and then the other. She must have

hung over his lap for five minutes trying to decide what to do. He knew

she was thinking. She tried wriggling away again. Mr. Steel back there.

What there was something missing. She wriggled again not trying to get

away just trying to see what was different. She knew now. No hard on. It

was gone. Just a little flaccid Penis. Just a little worm against her

tummy now. No more raging hard on. Why was it gone. I thought he was

enjoying this. No Bargain. The bargain. What Bargain. Where to go. I

guess it boils down to keeping my word. But how can I keep my word when it

hurts so much. I have to. The thoughts went round and round. Finally her

breathing was back. Her sobs had almost stopped. Her tears still flowed

and she heard him.

“Tell Me when you’re ready?” Was she ready. She had to be ready. It

was a bargain she made. She nodded her head. How many more.

“I won’t be helping you this time. Make sure you don’t scream. Bite

your teeth together hard so you don’t scream.”

She shook her head. She was as ready as she would ever be. Craaack!

Grunt. Oh! My that hurt. If anything even more than the first ones. At

least he had hit a new spot. Craaack! Again the other cheek but the same

new spot just a little lower than the last set. God it was hard not to

scream. Her breath exploded from her chest. It was almost a scream. His

hand left her ass. Get ready again she thought. Craaack! Breath grunting

out and Craaack! Grunt again half way. Tears were making a spot on the

rug in the room. Her nose was running. Craaack! Craaack! She arched up

almost right off his lap. Those two blows close together right near the

bottom of her bum right where the thighs met. Right where the skin was

most tender. Ragged sobs from her right now. Her bum felt like flames.

Why? Again that thought. Why? Craaack! Craaack! And a loud cry from

her. She wasn’t ready again. Again she tried to wriggle free. Still no

warmth from him to meet her tummy. That’s alright I’m not excited he

shouldn’t be either. Again he was speaking. She was shaking now. Crying

uncontrollably. Again his hand was rubbing gently across her flesh. The

newly hurt flesh. The hot steaming flesh. What was he saying.

“Tell me when you’re ready.” Her mind was in turmoil. She could

never be ready for something like this. How many spanks had he given her.

How many more would he give her. Her brain whirled around and around. The

pain. The promise. The hurt. The bargain. Finally she settled down

again.

“Tell me when you’re ready.” Was she ready. She could never be

ready. It hurt too much to be ready. He was killing her. But it was her

bargain.

“It hurts too much Darius. I love you Darius. Don’t do this to me!”

She sobbed out to him.

“I love you too sweet pea. ———- Tell me when you’re ready.”

Would she ever be ready. If he loved her he wouldn’t continue with this.

But maybe he would if it was a lesson that really could be learned.

Thoughts still a whirl. Her breath coming back. Her sobs slowing down.

“Tell me when you’re ready.”

She nodded. She could only nod. It was her decision. His hand

lifted. She bite down hard so she didn’t scream. Craaack! Craaack! A

sobbing breath. Groans and moans and then the hand lifted again. Craaack!

Craaack! OoooooooooooooooooooH! How many more. The hand lifting. Bite

down hard. Craaack! Craaack! One sobbing breath and then Craaack!

Craaack! . His hand resting on her ass. If felt boiled. Was it over.

His hand just gently rubbing her cheeks. This was painful too. It gentled

her but at the same time caused her fried nerve endings to squeal again.

“Please Darius. How many more Darius? It hurts so much Darius. I

love you Darius but this hurts too much Darius.” Her cries were sobbed out

to his ears.

“Just ten more sweet pea. I love you Boney. I love you so much.

Tell me when you’re ready.” Ten more. He couldn’t mean it. Ten more.

God the pain. He hit so hard. How could he say he loved her. She wiggled

again. She twisted herself around to look up at him and was shocked. She

faced down again. He was beating her ass as hard as he could and he had

tears in his eyes. What the hell was going on. Her sobbing and hurting

were making her incoherent. She twisted herself around again. Yes there

was a tear running down his cheek and his eyes were all watery. She was

having trouble thinking. What was she thinking. The bargain. The

promise. She made the bargain. He kept his promise. Did promises involve

this kind of pain. Why was he crying. I’m ready. I’m ready as I will

ever be for this torment. Ten more he said. I can take Ten more.

“Tell me when you’re ready.”

“Ready.” She croaked out around sobs and tears and moans of pain.

The hand lifted. She Bite down. Craaack! Craaack! Two blows eight left.

He must have cover all of her bum by now. Her whole ass felt like it was

on fire. Again the hand lifted. Craaack! Craaack! Cries and moans and

groans and grunts. No more modesty she didn’t care. His hands caressed

her again. Sliding gently over her burning globes. Sliding down between

her legs. Touching her pussy. Rubbing her clit. There’s six left come on

finish there are still six more. But moistness was coming back to her

pussy. Her bum was so hot that it was making her pussy hot too. The hand

lifting off. Bite down hard. Craaack! Craaack! Ooooooooooooooh! Right

at the bottom of the bum cheek just were the thigh met. This was the most

tender spot. Rubbing again. Caressing again. Stimulating her. Transfer

heat. Oh! What was he doing. He wasn’t getting hard again. She could

feel him still and he was still the little worm. Why was he getting her so

hot and not getting hot himself. His fingers caressing her clit. Making

that small tiny part of her throb like the heat coming from her ass. The

hand was lifting. Bite down. Craaack! Craaack! Two quick ones. Sobs

become louder and louder. The same spot again and again the caresses.

Again she was excited. Why was she excited? Why was he crying? The heat.

It was the heat from her bottom that was doing that to her. His fingers

were driving her crazy now. Was he finished yet? He said ten more how

many had it been. Was it ten or was it six. She couldn’t think but at the

same time couldn’t get the picture out of her mind of the tears running

down his face. He had stopped again his hand had lifted again. Bite down

hard. Bite down hard. What was happening. What’s he waiting for.

Craaack! Craaack! Shriek. The same spot again. Right at the

bottom of her ass. Half ass — half thigh. So close to her pussy. She

could feel the heat radiating to her pussy. His hand was back at work

again. Sliding between her legs. Sliding between her lips. Touching,

caressing, rubbing, probing and stimulating her clit. She was starting to

climb the mountain. She didn’t want to climb the mountain. She hurt to

much to climb the mountain. Was it over. Was it. She wasn’t climbing

any higher then. She wriggled and tried to move and slid right off his

lap. He helped her to stand up. Then he was removing her t-shirt. There

were tears streaming down his face. I must be mistaken. They’re my tears

and I just see them on his face because they are clouding my eyes. He

turned her again. Pushed her forward and she was on the bed. He helped

her kneel. He didn’t have to push her head and chest down they were

already there. Weeping into the covers of the bed. What was he doing her

ass was on fire. She was imagining her tears on his face. And he was

making her kneel on the bed. He left her momentarily and suddenly her ass

was frozen. He had reached down and gotten the face cloth. Draped the

cold cloth over her blazing bum. Oh! Goodness that was shocking but it

felt so good but not for long. Soon he removed that cloth only to replace

it with another. He was cooling her off. Helping to relieve the sting.

No It wasn’t a sting is was a blazing wildfire and he was helping to put it

out. He dropped a box of tissues beside her on the bed. She used them to

wipe her nose and help to dry her eyes for a second. She was still sobbing

but at the same time she took the opportunity to look back at him as he

worked at her bottom. Cooling the heat. Those were his tears. They were

still pouring down his cheeks. She was beginning to understand. Then he

stopped what he was doing. He went over to one of the shopping bags and

came back to her. He urged her to move. He spread her legs apart. She

felt obscenely on display. Her knees were so far apart that her crotch was

aching already. This must be the third part. Could he see through his

tears to spank her. He took a tissue for himself and wiped at his eyes.

They he picked up the ruler that he had laid on the bed. She was shocked

to see this but understood at the same time. She could see him lining up

beside her.

“Ask me when you’re ready for the first one. There will be only ten.”

She looked back at him. Tears were still streaming from his eyes. There

was no erection she could see. And she could see everything. His penis

was hanging through the slot in the front of his boxer shorts. She took

some breaths. She turned back to the front. She knew this was going to be

the worst. This was going to hurt even more than the second part. She

clutched some of the blanket in front of her. “Please I’m ready. Please

give me the first one.” Then she bit down on the blanket in front of her.

Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat! Liquid fire flared across the cheeks of

her ass. The ruler had hit. There must be welts. Her groans were

tremendous. Her pain stupendous. But soon there were lips kissing that

line of fire. It hurt so much but a tongue was laving it. And when it

finished laving the line of fire it slid down and laved her bum crease and

slide down to her pussy. That tongue licked a slithered over her clit.

Boney got her breath back and turned to look. She could not see Darius.

His face was buried between her legs. His tongue bringing her to

mountainous heights. “Please I’m ready. Please give me the second one.”

His face came up from between her thighs. The tears were still streaming

down his face. They were both crying now. She turned again and bite into

the blanket. Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat! Again the same results. A

hissing burning line of liquid fire cooled by nibbling lips and caressing

tongue.

“Please I’m ready. Give me the Third.” Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat!

Cooling lips. Rain of hot tears. Caressing tongue.

“Please I’m ready. Give me the fourth.” Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat!

Cooling lips. Rain of hot tears. Caressing tongue.

“Please I’m ready. Give me the fifth.” Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat!

Cooling lips. Rain of hot tears. Caressing tongue.

“Please I’m ready. Give me the Sixth.” Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat!

Cooling lips. Rain of hot tears. Caressing tongue.

“Please I’m ready. Give me the Seventh.” Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat!

Cooling lips. Rain of hot tears. Caressing tongue. As he caressed her she

climbed the mountain. These blows were the worst and the best. She

finally understood everything. As she moved and moaned and got ready for

her next request. Darius stood readying himself she could see that her

beautiful flower was having an effect on him. He was getting hard again.

“Please I’m ready. Give me the Eighth.” Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat!

Cooling lips. Rain of hot tears. Caressing tongue. Even harder cock. Her

cock. The tears were still there but her tears were still there too.

“Please I’m ready. Give me the Ninth.” Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat!

Cooling lips. Rain of hot tears. Caressing tongue. Hard hot looking

cock. Her hot looking cock. Her lover her husband sharing this pain with

her. Her husband her cock his tongue making her climb the mountain despite

the pain.

“Please I’m ready. Give me the Last Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat!

Cooling lips. Rain of hot tears. Caressing tongue. Heat. Pain. Caring.

Sharing. Loving. Excitement. She turned to look back. It took longer

this time. The pain from the last blow had been ferocious hitting at just

the bottom of her ass. She hurt so much. But he had made her so excited.

His tongue and lips had helped but the tears were what really got him hot.

She was glad she had agreed to this. God it hurt but it felt so good too.

Not between her legs. That felt nice. But in her hearts. She had two

hearts now. She new she had two hearts. She saw her two hearts in action.

Her soft heart and her hard heart. The heart that shared her pain but

gave her the lessons that she needed. The heart that cared enough to teach

her the only way she would ever learn a lesson this well. Tears still

welled up from her eyes. Not pain now. Love. But sometimes love hurts

too.

“Please I’m ready. Give me my cock now.” Darius’s head lifted up from it’s

work between her legs. She was hot and wet and on the verge of coming.

His cock stood at attention between his legs.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes” she said and watched as he dropped his boxers and stood in all

his glory before her. “Please I’m ready. Give me my cock now.” He moved

behind her and she could feel the heat of his cock as he split her lips.

She could feel his hardness as he slid slowly into her. She could feel him

hesitate before pressing up against her ruby red and welted ass. She

sighed and pushed herself back against him. The pain and pleasure flowed

together and instantly they both jumped to the top of the mountain. The

orgasms were shattering. This wasn’t the end for them but only the

beginning. This was understanding and closeness more than anything that

had ever happened before.

The End or The BEGINNING

able to do what I wanted without having to justify everything in front of

my parents. I enrolled in Business Management and enjoyed both my fellow

students and the course.

Apart from studying hard, I spend most of the time hanging around with my

friends at the student union or in one of the many bars in Town. Each Friday

night most of the students went to the student union. It was always a hugh

party with the large dance floor in the basement, the two bars on the ground

floor and another dance floor on the top floor. Where as the basement was

know for pop and house, the top floor offered a much more relaxing but also

more exciting. The music was better, a much more interesting mix of various

styles like industrial, dance and independent. I am not to much into music

but I enjoyed it more upstairs, where the lightning wasn’t so flashy and the

girls more grown-up.

That particular Friday Dan, Mike and I walked first to the sports bar on the

ground floor. After a couple of pints in town we got another round of lager

before we decided to check the union out. As usual most students got

completely drunk in the basement and we walked upstairs. At 11:30 it was

still quiet and we found a table to sit down, listening to the music,

talking and checking out the girls arriving. Most of them looked average but

even though, most of them had a nice body and dressed sexy, either in tops

and tight jeans or short skirts. Some of them even turned up in nearly see

through tops. As every Friday it was a good show and by 12 the place was

crowed. Most of the girls danced in small groups, surrounded by fellow

students watching them.

I got up and walked to the bar, getting another round of lager when I saw

Clair. Clair is a cute girl from our course, a bit smaller than I, about

5′5. Her body seemed to be perfect and her tight top covered some nicely

shaped breasts. She smiled at me when she saw me and I made my way through

the crowed to meet her.

“Hey Clair, how you’re doing?”

“Fine Tom, and you?”

“I am great, just thirsty. I am getting another round. You want to join us?”

“Sure… I am waiting for Sandra, she should be here.”

“Haven’t seen her, Clair.” I reply.

“She’s late, as always.”

She took my arm and we tried to get through to the bar. Pressing through the

body’s was difficult. Just two bartenders to serve maybe 20 people waiting

and as soon as one person was leaving, he was replaced by two new students.

Clair guided us the way through to the bar since girls always got some

space, where as I was pressed and pushed all the time. Clair turned around

to me and I saw her smile…

“We’re nearly there… what you get?”

“Three pints of lager.”

Clair turned around and took my hands and continued leading the way directly

in front of the bar. I saw her great body in the tight beige jeans and the

red tank-top, I saw the straps of the red bra, her neck, her short black

hair. Something happened in the back of the students waiting at the bar. I

got pushed against Clair violently, getting in contact with her body… but

she just looked at me, took my arms around her waist, holding me and leaning

against me. I was surprised but said nothing, instead enjoying the feeling

of her body.

Than it was Clairs turn, she bend over the bar, talking to the Student who

was working as a bartender. I have seen him a couple of times around the

university but didn’t knew him. While Clair bend over to order the drinks, I

felt her pushing her bottom even stronger against me, right against my hips.

I felt something awakening between my legs. Clair got the drinks, turned

around with two beers in her hands.

“You gonna help me?”

I was a bit lost, a moment ago enjoying a nice erotic pressure and now being

pushed back into reality…

“Sure…” was all I could say.

She took the other two pints and this time she followed me to the place Dan

and Mike were waiting.

“It was about time, Tom, we already though of deploying a SAR-Team.”

“Yeah… I am thirsty. What took you so long…?”

And than they realized Clair was there as well. Both had a big grin and made

some space so Clair could join us. Enjoying our beers we mainly talked about

your courses and whether we liked our choices, the other students and profs.

A bit later Sandra arrived with another guy we didn’t knew. Sandra didn’t

stay long but headed of to dance not fare from us. The guy had his eyes all

over Sandra’s body. Sandra was a bit taller than Clair, about my size and

had larger breasts. And judging how they bounced up and down while dancing

Sandra didn’t wear a bra.

“who’s that guy with Sandra” Mike asked Clair.

“Some 3rd year. Studies Law, don’t know him much.” Sandra replied watching

them closely.

“Always the same…” Dan said.

“What?” I asked him.

“3rd and 2nd years always get the great girls.”

Sadly I let my eyes stray from Dan to Clair and realized she was watching

me…

“Lets go dancing” she said, taking my hand and pushing me up.

We moved on the dance floor and started dancing. Clair stayed very close,

touching me occasionally, dancing very erotic. We moved closer to Sandra and

that guy. It seemed to me that Clair was up to something but I didn’t knew

what nor did I care… dancing with Clair was great and I just wanted to

enjoy this experience. Clair didn’t only get us closer to Sandra but she

also dance much closer to me, contact wasn’t occasionally anymore but

constant and I felt how hard I got…

Clair started to embrace me, I felt her breath on my neck and the bulge in

my jeans pressing against her body. While dancing even closer, while feeling

my erection growing, her lips touched my ears… some air was blown over my

skin, it felt like electricity. Soon she started bitting and moaning softly

in my ear while I had the feeling that an orkan was storming through my body

and that my manhood would rip the jeans apart. The lack of space was

uncomfortable but this strong erotic feeling… I didn’t want to miss this,

didn’t want to stop.

The song stopped and Clair used to short break to look in my eyes. I felt

electrified and had the urge to kiss her. However, the decision was taken

from me… Clair kissed me softly… I looked again in her eyes and this

time it wasn’t a soft kiss but we looked our mouths, our tongues played with

each other. ages passed… I don’t know how long we kissed but Clair broke

the kiss and dragged me to the door. Seems like she wanted to leave and I

was already looking forward…

I followed Clair but she turned left into the first floor instead of

continuing the way down to the basement where the cloakroom is…

“Lets find a place…”

“W…h..” I tried to say.

“Shhht” Clair said, killing anything I tried to say with a wet kiss… She

grabbed my jeans and dragged me to one of the conference rooms in the side

wing of the student union.

“Guess we won’t be disturbed here.” Clair sad, pushing me in this anonymous

room and closing the door behind us. Apart from the streetlight which

entered through the windows the room was empty apart from 4 large basic

tables in the center and 12 chairs grouped around them. The walls were

covered with some posters and a notice board. Nothing personal…

“Tom…” Clair said, looking at me. Somehow her voice sounded shy,

insecure…

I walked up to her and took her in my arms. I felt her arms around me, her

soft kiss against my throat and than she broke contact. Chris moved

backwards to the table and took of her top and let it fall to the floor. I

saw her in her bra, even though it was to dark to see the color I knew it

was red. I followed her, we kissed again while my hands moved softly over

her back…

Clair pushed my t-shirt up, we had to break our kiss so she could push it

over my head. She pushed me a bit back and opened the buttons of my jeans,

pushing them together with my boxer down. She dropped down on her knees and

I felt the soft touch of her lips… it was so exiting, I though it was a

dream and suddenly I will wake up alone in bed.

But instead of waking up I felt Clair softly liking my hard shaft, I felt

the tip of her tongue gliding over my hot flesh leaving a soft wet track. It

was great, I just couldn’t believe it that she was giving me a blow job in

the student union. I felt so hot, so excited and the energy waves raced

through my body, the soft pressure in my balls. I knew if she continued like

that I would explode shortly.

I took her shoulders and pushed her up. It was to dark to really look in her

eyes. I felt like saying something but instead I kissed her on her lips,

just to feel that her tongue tried to find a way between my lips to great

me. I opened my mouth and our kiss was looked again.

I was standing nude, the jeans around my ankle in front of Clair… but I

didn’t care. I enjoyed her touches, her fingertips gliding over my back, her

tongue playing with mine. I broke the Kiss and tried to step one step back

but I fell over my own jeans hanging around my feet. Clair started to laugh

loudly.

“Shhht Clair, someone will hear us.”

“That’s so funny Tom…”

“What?”

“You falling down…”

“You’re making fun of me?” I said pretending to be insulted.

Clair came next to me… I saw up her legs as she stood there… Clair

reached to her back and opened her bra, dropping it on my body. She slipped

out of her shoes and started opening her jeans slowly…

“You… you’re…?”

Clair stepped out of her jeans and let it drop next to us. She got down and

kissed me and if felt her hand reaching for my hard dick. She turned around

and started softly sucking my head again. Her hot, wet and soft lips felt so

good. I touched her and I was nearly able to kiss her legs. I turned and

started licking and kissing her soft skin. Clair moved over my head,

spreading her legs… she lowered herself and I could smell her sex, touch

it with my nose, feel the heat… I pushed my head up… touched her with my

tongue… I felt a shiver as my tongue made first contact with her sex… it

was wet…

I couldn’t believe it, we were here, nude, sucking and licking each other.

If someone would enter… I did not care, this was better than the dirtiest

dreams and sexiest fantasies I had so fare.

She lowered her even more, pressing her sex on my mouth. I felt her soft

hair, my nose touched her inner lips, it was wet… I let my tongue explore

her womanhood, feeling the lips, feeling her slit, touching the outer side

of the deep tunnel… it was so hot, so wet, so good.

Clair got up and turned around, she bend over and we kissed. Her hand was

touching down her legs, taking my dick and placing the head softly between

her wet lips. I felt her softness and slowly she pressed herself on my

phallus. I was feeling this wet tight, hot passage which my flesh penetrated

and it was feeling so good. I let out a soft moan… I touched her tits and

started to play with her hard nipples. She was riding me softly crazy…

“Ahhh…” Clair moaned softly…

I was breathing loudly… I didn’t know how long we making love on the floor

but I felt the pressure building up…

“I…. i’mmm….”

Clair cut me of again with a deep kiss and her moves became faster as her

tongue penetrated my mouth while she rocked faster and faster on my dick. I

felt my balls tighten under her pumping, I felt my juices racing through my

body while waves were pulsing from my head through the stomach into my hips.

I was shacking when I felt my orgasm building up. Than I just exploded deep

in her… letting out a load moan… while Clair still kissed me and

continued riding me.

She came slowly to a stop, we were just holding each other while I tried to

recover. I felt my penis shrinking deep in her. She was so wet…

“Lets go.”

“Back?”

“No…” Clair sad… “where ever you want.”

We dressed and walked hand in hand back to the corridor. It was 1:30 and the

people were still dancing. We walked down to the basement and got our

jackets. Hand in Hand we walked slowly back to our halls of residence. We

walked past Security to our Tower. Clair was living on the 7th floor where

as my room was on the 3rd floor.

“It’s up 4 more floors, mine or yours Tom…?” Clair asked me… “mine got a

nice view in the morning, we can see the sun rising.”

“Lets get up another 4 flours” I day with a smile.

“If you can wait so long?”

We kissed and I felt her hands on my jeans again. She pushed me down on the

stairs and she opened the buttons, pushing down the jeans and slowly taking

my soft dick in her mouth. She slowly sucked my, while I rested, softly

stroking her hair.

I felt my dick harden again, it was so good. Suddenly we heard a door, than

steps, someone was walking up the stairs.

“Clair?” I asked her…

“hmmm” was all I heard… Clair continued sucking me but faster. I felt my

head pressing against her throat. She was moving faster, taking me deeper, I

felt her tongue under under my shaft, her hands playing with my balls…

The person came closer.. but the steps weren’t fast…

“Clair.. h… hurrry…” I moaned while feeling the pleasure of her mouth

but being afraid of someone catching us.

The steps came closer… soon that person would stand in front of us, seeing

Clair in front of me, giving me a blow job. But this feeling made me even

more excited, the feeling, the idea someone could walk into us… and I

exploded.

Clair was sucking my juices. I pushed her gentle away and got up. Clair

helped me closing the buttons and we kissed deeply tasting my seed. When the

person we heard all the time coming nearer, passed us, Clair jiggled like a

small kid. It was a fellow student, completely drunk, dragging himself up

the stairs. I looked at Clair and saw some of my creamy milk flowing down

her cheeks. I kissed it away and we walked the stairs up to her room…

Closing the door behind us, we pulled of our clothes as fast as possible.

Clair guided me to her bed and she spread her long legs wide. I moved down

between her legs, kissing the inside, moving up slowly to her wide open

lips, still wet of my cream I left there when we loved us the first time.

I moved up to her fruit, touching it softly, parting her lips and searching

her clit… finding it in the wet depths, hard… I touched it softly with

the tip of my tongue.

“Ahhhaaa” Clair moaned loudly…

I touched her clit with the top of my tongue, licking it, feeling her

shiffer even stronger…

“Ouahhh… Toahhhh… hhhmmm…. Ahhh!”

Clair pressed her sex against my face… I started sucking her clit. Placed

my lips softly around it, sucked the small hard clit…

“Ahhhaaa…”

I sucked harder and than let my tongue glide down into the wet depths of her

passion. Clair moaned louder…

“Tomm…”

I stop licking her, looking up in her eyes.

“Fuuuck meee pleeease…”

I moved up, turned her around and Clair kneed down on her knees in front of

me. I moved behind her, inserting my hard phallus in her wet tunnel,

thrusting in and out of her while she moaned loudly. She was so wet and I

hardly felt any friction. I felt just her wetness, her hot fluids coating my

hard dick deep in her. It felt good and I enjoyed how she moved her hips

against my body, how her buttocks rocked against me, pressing me even deeper

in her… I hold her bottom in my hand, massaging her firm ass, letting my

thumbs circle over the soft skin while I pumped her. Soon I felt my fluids

rising again but Clair started to shiffer, to shout, to spasm while she

thrusted her hard against me. I felt my juice shooting through my body when

she was shaken by her climax. I pumped my cum in her while she collapsed on

the bed and I fell on top of her…

I woke up the next morning, I felt naked, I was naked… I saw a naked body

next to me, the back of a woman with short brown hair. It wasn’t a dream…

and I felt my dick coming to life. I moved a bit nearer and but my arms

around Clair, pressing my body softly against her back. I felt my dick

reacting to the contact of her warm skin. Getting harder it rubbed against

Clairs buttocks. It felt good…

Clair seemed to enjoy it in her sleep, it seemed like her body reacted to my

touches, to my rubbing. Her buttocks moved against my dick or did I press

myself so hard against her? I don’t know but it seemed like she started

rocking herself against my hardness and I got harder. I pressed her body

harder against mine, I felt her back pressing against my chest and I felt my

dick between her legs rubbing up her bottom. The heat seemed to increase, my

pleasure was rising and I started to rub my hardness against between her

valley between her buttocks. I kissed softly her neck when I felt her hands

gliding softly over my hips. Soft moans escaped her half closed lips when I

pressed my shaft deeper…

It felt so good, it happened like two pieces just fitted together. My head

pressed against her rosette and Clair pressed softly against my dick. Slowly

she pressed herself on my shaft, my helmet entered her first…

“Ahhhaaa… ahhhaaa…”

“Shooot… I… stooo… stop? I asked her moaning…

“Nooo… juuust fuuuck… meee slooow… slooowlyyy…”

I thrusted gently deeper and I was overwhelmed by the heat, by this

tightness. it was so dry, so hot, so intense.

“Ahhhaaa… haaa… haaa… ahhh! Clair pressed herself even harder against

me… she seemed to shiffer, to bent, like a cat.

Somehow I was gliding, thrusting deep in her and suddenly I was in, letting

out a load moan.

Clair shouted her moan out load as well… pressing herself on my shaft,

burying me deep in her ass.

“Ahhhaaa…!

Clair collapsed, pressed against me, in my arms, my cock in her anus… we

both relaxed feeling my hardness deep in her.

“Its so intense Tom…” she softly moaned…

“So hot, so hard…”

“Tom, take me…” Clair moaned… “cum in me”

She twisted her body, our mouths meet and while we kissed we started rocking

again. Slowly and than faster, each stroke increased the pace. Soon I was

thrusting into Clair and she moved against my body, i felt the energy

building up in me, so differently… instead of the silky, wet and hot

portal a very tight and hot tunnel… it was too much for me and I exploded

instantly…

small village just outside Skegness in Lincolnshire, I’d visited him before

but this was the first time I’d gone alone and as I was alone I was staying

with his family in their spare downstairs bedroom.

On the first night we went out in Skegness and got drunk. We pulled a

couple of local slappers but aside from a little kissing and as much

touching as I could get away with nothing interesting happened.

The next night Stuart, his girlfriend and I went for a quiet drink in a few

of the pubs in his village. These are proper village pubs who have no

interest or respect for the licensing laws which say they should be closed

by 11.00 PM, consequently we arrived back at his place by half past

midnight we were still surprisingly sober and planned to watch a bit of TV

before bed.

We went into his living room to find his little sister watching tv by

herself. Stuart and his girlfriend, Anna, sat on one sofa leaning against

one another and holding hands. I sat on the other sofa with Stuart’s sister

Sarah. The four of us watched the tv chatting about what had happened since

we’d last seen each other. I glanced across at Stu and Anna, she had been

getting sleepy and was now lying with her head in his lap and one arm

wrapped lazily around his lower leg. I looked towards Sarah, she was

looking at me. Without saying a word she rested her head against my arm. I

moved my arm around her shoulder letting her slide down my body until she

was lying in my lap. My hand rested naturally on the soft flesh of her

belly. As Stuart and I talked for a while longer I was gently stroking his

sisters skin, she didn’t object and I could tell from his look that Stuart

was cool with the idea of me being with his little sis.

Stuart finally decided he was tired and he took Anna upstairs to bed. He

thoughtfully closed the door so that his parents wouldn’t hear anything.

Sarah seemed to wake up just after the others left. She turned on to her

back and looked up at me.

“You were staring at me earlier,” she said. It was true I had been looking,

she was good looking and had a fantastic body. I had fancied her from the

time I first saw her about three years ago when we’d been at school

together.

“I was just looking, have you got problem with that?” I asked.

“No,” she said smiling. We looked into each others eyes, it seemed like

hours but was really no more than four or five seconds. I don’t know who

moved first but the next thing I knew she had propped herself up and I had

leaned down and we were kissing each other. It started with just soft short

kisses on the lips then it developed into more passionate and lingering

kisses and finally both our mouths were open and we were locked in a long

deep French kiss. My hand was still on her belly. I could feel her stomach

muscles tense while she was holding herself up, I raised my knees to

support some of her weight and felt her relax slightly.

Sarah was wearing the clothes she’d been in earlier that day. A loose

fitting white tee-shirt and a short black skirt. I stroked her short brown

hair while the fingers of my other hand moved cautiously under the first

couple of inches of her tee-shirt. I didn’t know what to expect when I did

that, I half thought she’d push me away and run screaming to her mum and

dad. The other half expected her to do nothing, either through being to

surprised to act or through wanting me to touch her. I thought she was

going to push me away when I felt the soft warmth of her small hands on

mine, instead she pushed my hand further up her top, revealing her young

breasts in their soft white bra.

Holding her around the shoulders and waist I gently lifted Sarah into a

sitting position. We kissed again and I wrapped my arms around her small

body to undo her bra. I tugged her bra and tee-shirt from her arms in one

go, leaving her beautiful creamy white breasts exposed.

I couldn’t resist getting up close with those pert little titties, so I

lowered my face to her chest and began to kiss her very gently on the top

of her breast. With soft slow kisses over her breast I teased Sarah’s

nipple to attention. Opening my mouth wide I took as much of her small

breast in as I could manage, then slowly I pulled my head back with my lips

firmly pressed against Sarah’s skin until just her nipple was in my mouth.

I sucked gently on it for a moment then I gave her a playful bite, being

careful that I didn’t hurt her. When I lifted my head again to look at her

Sarah wrapped her arms around my head and pulled me to her, we kissed

again.

As our tongues explored each other’s mouths Sarah’s hot hands pulled my

shirt from the waistband of my trousers, she fumbled with the first button

but soon managed to undo my entire shirt. She stroked my bare chest and

pulled me to her. The cool flesh of her firm breasts felt good against my

chest and belly. Sarah had her hands inside my shirt and was stroking my

back. For the first time I noticed that she was wriggling underneath me,

pushing her pelvis into mine, trying to rub herself against me.

“I know what you want,” I whispered in Sarah’s ear.

“Oh yeah,” she replied. “What’s that then?”

“This,” I told her pushing one of her hands down the front of my trousers

and into my boxer shorts her hand immediately found my hard cock. She felt

it for a few moments, holding it in her hand and then trying to stroke my

balls but my jeans were to tight for her to get her hand properly down.

Sarah pulled her hand out and pushed me away with both hands. I let her

stand up. For a moment I thought that I’d upset her but she was quickly

kneeling down on the floor in front of me. She grabbed at my jeans and

struggled with the buttons down the front until she had pulled them open.

Sarah’s forwardness surprised me, she’d always seemed like a shy quiet girl

until now.

“I always had you down as a shy girl,” I said. “When’d you last get any

action?”

“Never,” she replied.

“You’re a virgin?”

“Yes, but you’re going to change that for me. Aren’t you?” Her sweet

childish voice sounded so sexy I just couldn’t wait to get into her

knickers.

“Try and stop me,” I said as Sarah went back to work on my trousers, she

pulled the opening apart and gazed down with a look of excitement at my

cock.

“Christ,” she murmured.

“What?” I asked.

“That won’t fit inside me.”

“Of course it will,” I reassured her. “If you relax and don’t fight it,

it’ll fit.” Now I don’t claim to have an especially big dick but I have to

write this as it happened and you must remember that Sarah was a sweet

untouched virgin and this was the first cock she’d seen for real (that said

it is an enormous cock, honest).

A little more slowly now Sarah began to play with it. At first she just

stroked it much as one might stroke a pet, she quickly got the hang of what

to do and before very long she was kissing it. Sarah kissed and licked her

way down the length of my shaft until she reached my balls, she hesitated

until I urged her to kiss them and to suck them into her mouth. She did as

I told her and did it well. She knew what to do with my cock, she worked

her way back up its shaft kissing and sucking all the way. When she got to

the top Sarah kissed the tip of my cock lightly. She must have read that

somewhere because it felt great; it had taken my last girlfriend bloody

ages to work out what to do with a cock and her mouth Sarah seemed to have

it sussed already. My cock sprung back as her lips touched it. She licked

it the next time, holding my cock still. She sat back on her heels and

looked up at me. Sarah was still holding my dick in her hands, she pulled

it towards her and keeping her eyes on my face lowered her head and allowed

my cock to slip inside her warm virgin mouth. Sarah performed a masterful

blow job using her whole body to stimulate me, she lifted herself up and

down causing her breasts to rub against my balls. I made her wrap her thumb

and forefinger around the base of my shaft and started her off gently

wanking it using slow but firm strokes. As I think I’ve said Sarah was a

natural and she had stamina, she managed to keep going for ages without a

break. I held her free hand and put one hand on the back of her head. She

had built up speed with her mouth but managed to keep the rhythm of her

hands steady. I felt that she was going to stop soon, I whispered for her

to carry on just a little longer. She obeyed and I came in her mouth.

Without any complaining Sarah swallowed every single drop that I pumped

into her and then she sucked the cum from the end of my cock causing one

final spurt to shoot out into her face. Again without complaining she wiped

it off and sucked it from her finger.

“You are good, I don’t believe you’ve not done that before.” I said pulling

Sarah onto my lap. She straddled my lap on her knees and looked down at me

to reply.

“That was my first time, babe.” She replied. “I’ll be better next time.”

“Don’t be silly, that was awesome.” I was sliding one hand under her skirt

as I spoke. I gently stroked her inside leg, working my way gradually up

towards her slit. I could feel the heat from her wet hole without touching

it. I did my best to avoid touching it, preferring to stroke the tiny area

of flesh between her leg and pussy. I kept working my way up as we kissed,

my fingers squeezed the lips of her cunt together over her clitoris.

“Please,” Sarah whispered. “Don’t tease me, I want you now, babe.”

“Not yet,” I replied kissing her again. My hand continued its slow journey

up. Using my knuckles I rubbed Sarah’s inner thigh, her skin was so soft

and smooth that I wanted to bend down and kiss it. I could sense that Sarah

wanted it to.

“If you’re a virgin, does that mean that nobody has ever gone down on you?”

I asked.

“No, never.” She sighed.

“We’ll have to do something about that then, won’t we.”

I stood up, lifting Sarah with me. I carried her to an armchair and sat her

down in it while I knelt before her. We kissed again, my hands were all

over her firm young breasts. Sarah lent back in the chair with her arms on

the chair arms and waited for me to move. Her skirt was fastened by a

single silky cord tied in a bow by her hip, I gave it a smart tug and the

bow unravelled itself, I pulled it loose and opened her skirt. I knew Sarah

wasn’t wearing any knickers, but when I lifted her skirt and saw the shaved

wet pussy I knew that I had to fuck it else I’d die.

My first instinct was to bury my face between her legs and start licking up

her glistening juices but I managed to control myself. I put Sarah’s legs

over the arms of the chair, leaving her cunt was totally exposed to me.

Sarah was now so wet that her juices were starting to run down her bum and

drip onto her skirt. I looked up at her, she was staring at me with big

pleading eyes her chest moving quickly as she took shallow fast breathes.

I lent forward and kissed the soft smooth flesh of Sarah’s inner thigh, I

knew it wasn’t what she wanted me to do but I wanted to tease her until she

couldn’t stand to wait any longer. I began to slowly work my way back down

between Sarah’s legs, kissing and sucking all the way. Again I was careful

not to touch her pussy or clit directly, although I did squeeze the lips of

her pussy together over her clit again, only this time I used my mouth to

do the squeezing. Once I reached a point half way down the length of her

slit I pushed two fingers into Sarah’s wet hole. At first I only pushed

them part way in and then withdrew them completely. Sarah went mad, her

hands were grasping at her own pussy and she was begging me to eat her

pussy. I caught both of her wrists in one hand and held her tight. With the

other hand I pushed my two fingers back into her body, this time a little

further before again completely withdrawing them. The whole time I kept my

eyes fixed on Sarah’s face, when she felt my fingers leave her again tears

formed in her eyes and began rolling down her cheeks, her eyes were closed

but she was whispering for me to stop teasing her. I released her wrists

and lowered my mouth to her tight hole. Holding her thin legs in place and

keeping one eye on Sarah’s face as I extended my tongue and gently licked

the juices from just inside her pussy. She took a deep breath and held it

for a moment before releasing it in a staccato of short quick breaths.

Very lightly at first I began to lick her clit, I gradually applied more

and more pressure using the tip of my tongue at first to caress her

delicate organ and a little later the flat top of my tongue to lap up her

juices and smother her sensitive clit. At the same time I pushed two

fingers back into her pussy and began to work them deeper into her body

using small circular movements. Sarah loved it and the movements of my

fingers quickly stretched her virgin cunt until I was able to push a third

finger comfortably into her. I fucked her with my three fingers and ate her

pussy; after a few minutes I felt the walls of Sarah’s slit squeeze my

fingers briefly and then relax again. She was about to cum, the look on her

face confirmed that for me. Sarah’s face and upper body had turned red it

started as a light pink around her breasts and became progressively darker

up her neck until her face was a deep red. Her features were contorted, her

eyes screwed tight shut, her hair stuck to her cheeks by her sweat and her

mouth open wide in a silent scream of ecstasy. My attention was returned to

what I was doing by pain in my hand. It was the pain of having my fingers

crushed by Sarah’s powerful pussy.

I stopped moving my fingers inside her, not as much from choice as from

having little alternative as her cunt gripped them tight. Sarah’s hands

were against my face trying to push me away but there was no real power

behind them, I could hear her whispering for me to stop. That was the last

thing I wanted to do. Instead of easing up I began licking her clit as fast

as I could, my three fingers were free again and were now joined by a

fourth finger which pounded into her young body as hard as they could.

Sarah’s whole body tensed, she was panting hard now and she started to rock

a little as a second orgasm swept through her body in a tidal wave of

pleasure. Once I felt the second orgasm subside I stopped, partly because

she was now begging me to stop and more importantly because she had started

to make more noise than was advisable with her parents just a few feet

above us.

Holding Sarah’s soft young hands I guided her into position above my lap

with me lying on my back on the floor. She lowered herself until I could

feel her hot cunt rubbing on the underside of my cock.

“Are you ready for that?” I asked her.

“Yes,” she replied. We kissed again and I laid back.

Sarah bent down to kiss me giving me the chance to lift my cock ready for

her to sit on. I was just able to touch her wet cunt with the tip of my

cock as we kissed, when Sarah felt it touch her she moaned softly. She

raised herself to be directly above my cock and then lowered herself onto

the entire length of my shaft in one go.

“Oh, that feels good.” She said as she became used to the sensation of

being filled up. Gently at first she bounced up and down, she became more

lively as she became more confident. Sarah rocked her hips back and forth

with my cock buried deep inside her.

I slipped my thumb onto Sarah’s clit as she rocked, the combination of

being fucked by my shaft and rubbed by my thumb quickly made Sarah cum. She

gasped for air and started to make some moaning noises, she started to get

too loud so I pulled her face to mine and kissed her pumping my cock into

her as we kissed. ‘

“That was so good,” she said as her orgasm subsided.

“I’m not finished with ya yet, gorgeous.” I told her as I rammed my hard

dick deep into her.

I told Sarah to swing her leg over and turn around without taking my cock

from her pussy. She did it. Once she had her back to me I sat up and

wrapped my arms around her waist.

“We’re going to stand up and I want you to bend over the back of that chair

without taking that out, can you do that?” She agreed to try and with a

little difficulty we stood. Sarah knelt on the armchair and leaned forwards

over the back of it. I held onto her slim waist and slowly began to fuck

her again. She loved it, I reached out to play with her breasts while her

hand played with her clit.

Doing my best not to hurt her I smeared my thumb with her juices and

pressed it against her arsehole, it slipped in fairly easily. I asked if

she was okay with it and she nodded. I used my thumb at first but then I

swapped to my forefinger and after fucking her with that I pushed my index

finger in as well. Being as gentle as possible and using as much of her own

juice as I could I continued to open her bum until it was wide enough for a

third finger. She was stroking my dick as it went into her, she even

slipped a finger into herself as I fucked her. While her fingers played

with my shaft Sarah used her palm to press against her clit, it took longer

than before but the young girl was soon cumming again, and again she was

being to loud so I had to put a couple of fingers into her mouth to silence

her.

As she was cumming I withdrew from her pussy and quickly slid my cock deep

into her tight arsehole. She squealed with surprised, but didn’t try to

stop me using her like this.

Withdrawing, I told her to kneel on all fours on the floor. I dipped my

cock into her cunt again to get as much lubricant on it as possible, Sarah

sighed. Telling her to relax I placed the tip of my cock against her arse

and pushed fairly hard into her sweet young body.

“Are you okay, babe?” I asked.

“It’s good, but be gentle,” she replied. I screwed her like that for a few

minutes, but it wasn’t easy. Sarah is a lot smaller than I am and so I was

having to force myself into an uncomfortable position to use her.

“Here, sit upright,” I told her when I finally became fed up of the

discomfort. “Right, now I’m going to sit down and I want you to sit on my

lap like we did before, okay?”

Sarah agreed. I held her tight and we kissed as she slowly lowered herself

onto my cock. It hurt her a little as the thickest part of my cock slid

into her bum but Sarah refused to stop.

“Put it all in me, babe.” Sarah said as she slid down my shaft. “I want you

to fuck my arse like you did my pussy.”

It took a while but eventually Sarah’s bum was full with the whole length

of my cock.

“I can’t move,” she said. The young girl sounded exhausted. I made her lie

back on me and then we rolled over together so that Sarah was face down on

the carpet and I was on top of her.

“Do you still want it?” I asked.

“Yes, please do it.”

I kissed her cheek and slowly pulled my cock halfway out before pushing it

slowly back into her. Sarah’s bum was really tight so I could only move

slowly, but as it went on she became looser and I was able to move faster.

I held both Sarah’s hands on the floor as I started to work up to a more

normal speed. She groaned and panted, gasping for air. I was soon pumping

her bum hard and rubbing her pussy with my fingers. Sarah came again, she

started just before I began to shoot my load into her. I emptied every drop

into her tight little arse and lay on top of her while we both recovered. I

pulled my cock from Sarah and she rolled over. Her whole front, her

breasts, belly and groin were covered in bright red carpet burns.

“I’m sorry,” I said. “You should have said something if it hurt.”

“It’s okay you didn’t hurt me.”

We kissed and cuddled for a while, it was nearly four in the morning. Sarah

and I wanted to stay together all night but with her parents in the house

it wasn’t a good idea. She crept upstairs to her bedroom and I went to the

guest room, which was on the ground floor.

We saw each other the next morning, she brought me some breakfast in bed.

Sarah was in a tight fitting white summer dress, she looked so sexy. We

kissed and cuddled for a short while, then sat and ate together.

“Are you cool with what we did last night?” I asked just to make sure she

didn’t regret it.

“Yes… it was great and I want us to do it again, before you go.”

We agreed that I would pick her up from college after I had left her house

to go home to London and we could have some fun. Her mum wasn’t feeling

very well that morning so I offered to drive Sarah in. We had a talk about

what we would do, we agreed to give the long distance relationship thing a

try. After a kiss and fondle at the college gates I watched her walk away,

not taking my eyes from her long soft white legs and her cute little bum.