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Hello and I'm sorry it has been so long since my last posting, I have been busy. Although not necessarily because I've been working. In any case, I'm making myself sit down and record two of our adventures that occurred while we were on vacations. This first one took place in the spring while Sue and I were vacationing on a small Greek Island. It is a beautiful place with quite a few discos, pubs and bars. The beaches at the resort we stayed at were fabulous although some of the public ones were rocky at best. Any way, we had been on the island a couple of days, mostly staying at the beach by day and bar hopping at night. The third night there we went out to a local British Pub that the hotel manager recommended to us. We had a lot of fun singing Karaoke and flirting with the locals. Sue was especially enjoying all the attention that she was getting while I sat desperately trying to make eye contact with this ravishing blonde. I managed to a couple of times briefly but I quickly realized that I was getting no where. Sue and I finally left the bar around 3am and the owner/operator and his wife drove us back to our resort. Sue and Pauline were chatting away in the back while Ron and I talked up front. They dropped us off and we promised to visit them tomorrow night at the pub. The next morning as we got ready to go to the beach Sue told me that we were going to a private beach that Pauline had told her about. I asked why and she smiled and said, 'because I want to get an all over tan, if you know what I mean?' I quickly agreed and off we went to find a taxi. We got to the beach and it was deserted just as Pauline had promised that it would be. Sue wasted no time in undressing and I wasted none in picking up the bottle of lotion and putting generous amounts of it all over her body. I know that she was being turned on but she stopped my attempts and told me later. A couple of hours went by and being bored I got up and went for a swim in the ocean. As I was getting out I noticed another women standing over Sue and as I approached, she walked away up the beach towards the road. Sue looked as if she was ready to slap someone when I asked who that was. Sue was upset and said, 'I don't know who the hell she thinks she is but I'm not leaving until I'm good and ready.' She then informed me that the woman had told Sue that this was a private beach and that if she didn't leave she would have to pay the consequences. Looking up Sue said, 'she threatened me. I can't believe she threatened me.' I suggested that we go ahead and leave since it was in fact a private beach but Sue would have nothing to do with it. About an hour later, I heard car doors slam up by the road and assumed that we were soon going to have visitors. Sue said that she didn't care and didn't move so I rolled over onto my stomach and closed my eyes. I must have dosed off because the next thing I knew my hands were bent up behind my back and Sue was screaming bloody murder while dangling bare ass naked in the arms of this huge muscular man. The man who had my arms so expertly pinned behind me said, 'You were told to get off of this beach. You will now be taught to listen when someone tells you to leave their property. My hands were quickly handcuffed and so was Sue and then we were forced up the beach and into their car. Sue was screaming about our clothes and bags and I was worried about just how bad a foreign jail really is. One of the men went back, collected our belongings and tossed them in the trunk. As we drove away Sue went quiet and I think realized just how much trouble we were in. I was surprised when they pulled up in front of this huge house rather than what I thought was going to be a police station. They pulled both of us, terrified, out of the back of the car. We went into the side of the garage and down a flight of stairs into a room completely black. There was not a light to be found and I couldn't see my hand or Sue right in front of me. Sue startled me when she said, 'what are you doing?' as I heard chains being moved around. Then I felt someone grab my legs while shackles were placed around each of my ankles. Next, each of my wrists was shackled and then the cuffs were removed. I was standing there wondering just what in the hell was going on when a violent jerk on my chains pulled both my arms way above my head and both my legs completely apart. The gasp coming from Sue told me that she had met the same fate as I had. We were completely helpless and I at least, could barely keep my balance. Suddenly a lighter sparked and our two captors went around lighting several candles. I quickly realized that we were in some sort of dungeon. There were all kinds of things along the walls, a couple of cages were on one end of the room and a long table with tie down belts was along another. There was even a stockade, you know where you put your head and arms through and then once it's shut you can't get out. This one however, had some kind of bench about three feet back from where your head would go. Sue and I were chained to the ceiling directly in the center of the room, just barely out of each other's reach. I was acutely aware that we were at someone's mercy and that no one would miss us for weeks if not months. I was also aware that there was no way this had anything to do with the local police. Both of our captors left and Sue and I quickly discussed our options, in other words we decided to do what ever we needed to do to get out of this. I had no idea what that was going to be, but I knew that we weren't going to like it. We both heard a door open behind us but neither of us could turn far enough around to see anyone. We had to assume that someone was there. Suddenly pain shot through my head, someone had grabbed my hair, yanking my head back as far as it would go. Instantly a blindfold was put over my eyes and my head was released. Again, I was surrounded by darkness. I heard Sue say, 'YOU!' but after that one word, all I heard from Sue was muffled grunts. Then this sweet voice say, 'the next time someone tells you to do something you had better listen. If you don't do what you're told immediately you will be punished severely!' Suddenly a hand grabbed my balls and gently started fondling me. That sweet voice whispered in my ear, 'you're going to both love and hate me by the time I'm through.' 'AAHHGG' I screamed as pain surged through my body from the hand that had violently clamped down on my balls. My knees buckled and my wrist hurt as my body weight hung from their shackles. The hand released and painting I put my feet back under me and relieved the weight on my wrist. I heard Sue mumbling but I knew that she hadn't felt any pain yet. 'That is the type of punishment you shall receive if you do not listen to me slave.' Instantly I forgot my pain as my cock was bathed in the warm confines of someone's mouth. In just moments, my cock was solid and my balls were swelling with the expert blowjob I was receiving. Just as I thought that I was going to blow my load the mouth pulled away and I heard, 'and that is the type of pleasure you will receive if you do a good job. Do you want to do a good job?' Yes, I whispered. AAGGHH!! I screamed as pain radiated from my ass. I had just been whipped by what felt like a stick or branch and once again my weight was dangling from my wrist. 'You will address me as Mistress at all times, do you understand SLAVE!' Yes mistress, I quickly responded. Soft, smooth hands ran over my ass and I realized that I no longer cared about Sue's muffled complaints. 'I'm going to release your hand shackles and unblindfold you but if you even look at me wrong you will pay for it!' Yes Mistress was all I said. My hands tingled as blood rushed back into them. My blindfold was removed and I saw Sue chained as before, her face red with anger. Then out of the corner of my eye I saw or should I say, almost saw my new Mistress. She had a leather mask on so all I could see was her eyes and lips. She had on a pair of knee high leather boots with stiletto heels, skintight black leather panties with matching leather top and long leather gloves on both arms. Her breast had to be C cups and her stomach muscles rippled down into a perfect V where her panties started. In her hand, she held a long riding crop. This was a woman who took incredible care of herself and was used to getting what she wanted. She reached out with the crop, slid it slowly over my balls and cock, up across my chest to my face, and told me to kiss it. I quickly opened my mouth and licked up and down the shaft as she presented it to me. She leaned forward and joined me with her lips on the other side of the crop; our tongues touched and sparks ran through my body. She pulls back and tells me to hold the crop for her as she reaches back to the wall and grabs what has to be some kind of a whip. She comes back over, kneels down, and slides my cock all the way down her throat as she reaches down and unshackles one of my ankles. She stands up, releasing my already hard cock and says, 'You are going to administer the punishment to this slut who can't do as she is told. If you fail to do so to my satisfaction you shall receive twice the pain that she would have felt. Do you understand?' I hear myself say 'yes Mistress' as I watch the fear mount in Sue's eyes. 'Now, spank her once.' 'Yes Mistress as I bring the crop soundly across Sue's ass. Searing pain erupts from my ass and balls as my Mistress savagely whips me not once but twice. 'I said to spank her not play with her. I expect ever smack to raise a welt on her wherever I tell you to strike! Do you understand me slave?' I said yes Mistress as I wondered if that was blood or sweat that was dripping onto my legs. 'Now smack her again.' I swung that crop harder than I would ever have thought to and the smack echoed off the walls as it made contact with Sue's delicious ass. Instantly a narrow red welt rose from her ass. Sue had lost her feet and was biting down hard on her gag as she stood back up. 'Again' Mistress shouted as I wound up and brought the crop down, Sue grunted as another welt appeared. 'Again! Again! and Again!,' I heard and complied with. Sue's ass was red and welted across both cheeks. A small tear streamed down her cheek as she regained her feet after the last blow had fallen. My mistress went over to a bench and came back carrying two small clamps in her hand. She handed them to me and said, 'put these on her nipples.' I took the clamps and placed first one and then the other on Sue's nipples. Sue winced as each spring snapped closed the metal jaws over her tender flesh. Next Mistress handed me the largest butt plug I had ever seen and said, 'insert that up her ass.' Without lubricating it at all I shoved it up Sue's asshole. Amazingly, she was actually lubricated from her pussy juice. Sue almost looked content as it ripped past her sphincter. Mistress handed me a whip with a lot of little leather strips on the end and with a wicked smile said, 'whip her filthy little pussy.' With her legs spread as far as they were, I knew there was no way I could avoid making direct contact with her swollen cunt. Before my Mistress could punish me, I swung the whip remembering that I had to raise welts. Sue jumped upwards as the whip tore into her pussy and then continued on to slap against her ass. 'AGAIN!, AGAIN!, and AGAIN!, my Mistress commanded and I complied. Welts appeared on the inside of Sue's thighs and up the center of the crack of her ass. When mistress finally told me to stop, tears were streaming down Sue's face. I was startled when my Mistress said, ' Look, look at how much of a slut she is. Her pussy is dripping all over the place!' Sure enough, Sue's pussy juice was streaming down her thighs. 'We can take care of that,' she said as she approached Sue carrying two of the candles in the dungeon. I watched as she walked up to Sue and said, 'The next time I tell you to do something, you're going to do it, aren't you?' Sue nodded her head up and down. My mistress smiled and said, 'Good, gooood, but I've still got to punish you myself.' With that, she tilted one of the candles over top of Sue's tits, hot wax spilled all over her tits and nipples. Sue's eyes went wide and she bit down on her gag. Mistress pulled Sue's legs out from under her so that she hung from her wrist. She held one leg up so the Sue was laying on her back in the air, then took the other candle, and slowly tilted it over the top of Sue's swollen pussy. Drip by drip the wax hardened onto Sue's pussy, covering her lips, her clit and even down to her asshole. Mistress lowered Sue's leg back to the floor and let her stand again. Sue stood there, bright red welts shining, wax hardened all over her body, and she had that glazed eye look of one who's having the most intense experience of their lives. Mistress turned to me and said, 'You've been an excellent slave tonight. Hmmm, how should I reward you? I think I know.' She walked over to Sue, pulled her head up by her hair and said, 'Your punishment isn't over yet slut. Tonight you're going to have to watch your friend here have the sex of his life. He's not even going to want to touch you once I've shown him how good I can be to an obedient slave.' With that, my Mistress turned to me and told me to remove Sue's but plug. I immediately obeyed. My cock was so hard that it hurt. Mistress then went over to Sue and placed a dog collar around her neck and attached a leash to it. She told me not to let her get away as she unshackled Sue's wrist and ankles. Sue didn't even try to change positions. My Mistress smiled and told Sue to get on her hands and knees like a good little bitch. Sue dropped instantly. She then walked over to one of the cages along the wall and opened one end of it. The cage couldn't have been more than two feet tall and two feet across. She looks over at me and says, 'Bring her here and make her crawl in but first. Sue had to bend down real far on her knees to fit inside. Her tits were dragging the floor of the cage with her arms out towards the sides. Mistress closed the front of the cage and latched it. Then she walked around to the back of the cage, told me to come here and showed me how Sue's holes were wide open through holes in the back of the cage. Mistress went over to a drawer and removed the biggest black dildo that I had ever seen. It had a cord running out of it and when she plugged it in, it started pumping and twirling almost like a real cock. My Mistress unplugged it, handed it to me and said, 'shove it up her ass.' I know that if Sue could have seen this thing she would have cried just at the thought of it going into her tight little ass but I did as my Mistress commanded and slowly slid inch by inch up Sue's ass hole. Then my mistress pulled out another dildo, not as large and told me, 'put it in that sluts cunt.' I did and then Sue squirmed, she now had more fake meat in her than she had ever experienced. Mistress then took down this metal flap and secured it where the openings in the back of the cages were. She then plugged in the dildo that was in Sue's pussy and walked up to Sue and said, 'That feels wonderful doesn't it?' Sue nodded. Well maybe if I feel like it you'll get to feel it again later slut but for right now you get this instead.' With that she walked up to the bench, unplugged that dildo and turned on the mammoth one in Sue's ass. It started pumping and turning in and out of Sue's asshole. Sue just groaned. Mistress then took my hand and pulled me to the front of the cage, kneeled down so we were almost at eye level with Sue and said, 'Tonight your man is going to fuck me any way he wants and you're going to have to watch each and every second. Remember though, if you're good I might actually reward you.' Sue just nodded and stared at us. My Mistress quickly removed her top and panties. She had the most beautiful shaved pussy that I've ever seen. She stood over me and demanded, 'eat slave, eat and make your Mistress come all over you!' I was in heaven licking that wonderful cunt. Mistress grabbed my head and shoved her pussy hard against my mouth screaming, 'I'm going to cum slave and you better not waist a drop!' Man, I just swallowed and swallowed and it kept coming. Finally it stopped and I licked the inside of Mistresses thighs clean. Mistress then knelt down on her hands and knees directly in front of Sue and said, 'Come on slave, shove that cock in my pussy. I need to show this cunt what a real pussy can do.' In no time, my cock was slamming in and out of her pussy. I couldn't believe how incredible it felt. Without thinking I reached down and slid my finger into Mistresses ass. She grunted, 'Yea, that's it, finger my asshole slave, Get it loose and I'll let you fuck it too!' The thought of my cock in that ass was almost too much. Just as I thought I was going to lose control Mistress reached back and pinched my balls hard, instantly stopping my orgasm. She pulled forward, looked over her shoulder and said to Sue, ' watch him shove that cock up my asshole cunt!' With that I shoved my cock into her asshole and reached around with my hand to finger her clit. She started grunting and slamming back into me and in a short time started cumming all over the place. I knew I was about to explode when she screamed, 'cum in my ass slave, fill it with your load.' That was all I could take. I came so much that some started spilling out of her asshole, running down across her pussy. I pulled out and she backed up to Sue's cage and said, 'clean me up slut!' Sue tried to get her tongue through the cage to lick my cum from her pussy and thighs. When she was done my Mistress rolled over and smiled at Sue, 'I just thought of something slut! The rest of my slaves haven't had any fun lately so maybe I'll reward them tonight as well.' With that she unplugged Sue's pulsating dildo, opened her cage and walked her over to the stockade. Sue looked heartbroken as Mistress put her head and hands in and closed the top. Mistress then moved the bench so that Sue was up on her tipsy toes with her ass and pussy fully exposed. Mistress yelled out, 'Slaves, you may enter!' The two men that had brought us here came in followed by a huge black man. He had to be at least 7 feet tall. Sue couldn't see any of them so she couldn't watch as they undressed and two large cocks appeared with the third one looking identical to the fake dildo sitting idle in her asshole. Mistress walked around to Sue, 'I'm going to remove your gag but you do not have my permission to talk so if I hear a single word come out you'll pay for it.' Sue just nodded as the round gag was removed from her mouth. 'You will allow my slaves to do what ever they want to you, if you're lucky you'll even enjoy it.' With that she walked up to one of them, whispered something, then came back, and joined me. I watched as the one she had spoken to walked up to Sue and slid his cock into her mouth. The other white man pulled the dildo from Sue's pussy and started fucking her from behind. The black man just watched. The slave in Sue's mouth pulled his cock out and stood back holding it in his hand. He wasn't masturbating, just standing there when suddenly he started peeing! He aimed it all over Sue's face and hair and Sue didn't try to avoid any of it. I couldn't believe it but at that moment my mistress turned to me, 'You watch what they do to her while I reward you for tonight. With that she bent down and removed her mask. All I could see was her blonde hair and the back of her head as she swallowed my cock in one fell swoop. I just groaned as I looked back up and the man that had been in Sue's cunt pull out and walk around to her face and force-fed her his cock. Then I watched as the black slave pulled the dildo out of Sue's asshole and slid his mammoth cock in its place. Sue made a little squeal as he shoved it all the way in. It had to be over a foot long and four inches wide. I couldn't believe Sue was taking all of that. In no time the man in her mouth started cumming and Sue swallowed every drop. I couldn't help but admire how well she sucked him dry all the while keeping pace with the huge cock sliding in and out of her asshole. Suddenly the black man started bucking really fast and then pushed all of his cock into her and started grunting. It didn't take long to see a huge amount of cum sliding out around his cock spilling from Sue's asshole. By this time my Mistress had me at the edge and just as I was about to explode she slid a finger into my asshole. That was it, I went over the edge and stream after stream poured fourth and into my Mistresses waiting mouth. She swallowed every drop. When I was completely dry she looked up and I saw her for the first time. I recognized her immediately. It had only been last night that I had watched her at the pub and thought that I had no chance with her... God, I was getting hard again just realizing what had just happened. Mistress sent her other slaves out and released Sue from the stockade. With a smile she said, 'The next time I tell you to do something slut, you WILL do it or what happened here tonight will seem like a walk in the park!' Sue and I both said, 'yes Mistress' at the same time. With that, our Mistress walked out. A few minutes later one of the other slaves entered and took us back to the beach. Before he left he said, 'Mistress says that you can stay here for the rest of the day if you'd like but be warned, if you stay to long she'll send me back!' Man did I want to just curl up, go to sleep and wait, but Sue was ready to go. We did leave that day but two days later Sue decided that she really did want to sunbathe nude…. Rob & Sue Virginia

Disclaimer: The events in this story are real. These are actual experiences we had after we started swinging, which progressed to something neither of us could have imagined at the time. I wrote about Gary..the friend my wife Hilda and I met online through Alt.com and Yahoo groups. Gary was a very well dressed, successful business man but most important to Hilda, he was also well endowed. There's no shame in admitting I couldn't hold a candle to him in that department. But I could keep her sexually satisfied, though after a year and a half of marriage I began to desire to see her with other men. Hilda is from Mexico. She's very light skinned, very fair complexion, about 5-3, and stayed between 125 and 130 lbs with size 36c breasts that I couldn't get enough of. We moved from Mexico to Alabama in late 1995, and she had to return shortly after due to her father's passing. While she was away I met a local club owner named LeRoy, and his friend Tom..who everyone called Snake. They ran a strip club named Fantasia in Huntsville Alabama. I began to fantasize about having Hilda dance there and put a plan into motion to make it happen. While she was reluctant at first, she went to the club and approached the manager Melba and asked if they were hiring. Melba knew she was a novice, had never done anything like that before and would need training. I entered the club after she did, and sat and watched what would happen. Melba took her to a side room, where Hilda stripped down to the lingerie she wore underneath her dress. Melba was impressed. The red outfit, complete with light black/smoky gray thigh highs and heels, showed off her assets perfectly. It just so happened that LeRoy came in about a half hour later and he took Hilda into his office to discuss working in the club and what he expected, This caught me by surprise, as I hadn't warned her that that might happen. After she came out of his office about 30 minutes later LeRoy saw me and gave me a wink. I knew he had at the very least felt her up and gotten some head. She looked nervous as he led her to the stage. She was the only girl there. She began to dance very shakily to Alanis Morrisette, then slowly but surely got better and better. LeRoy asked me to leave and come back at 5. I complied, and when I returned, she was waiting, ready to leave. She broke down on the way home, but told me she wasn't giving up. She had indeed sucked LeRoy off in his office and he commented to her he wanted to use her in different ways. She had no idea what he meant, and the next day she returned and I waited and watched a while as she danced, did lap dances, and got felt up by several men. I told her to let the men touch her as they pleased. She soon discovered that the thigh highs attracted men to her, and their hands quickly went to her thighs. Then to her crotch. She discovered she had a power over them. They couldn't get enough of her. For a couple months all went well, then it progressed and she allowed a customer to drive her home. I almost exploded in my pants when she told me what was going to happen. She tried to be discreet as hell, because small town Alabama wasn't ready for that kind of stuff. She brought him inside our trailer as I hid in the closet. Her black lingerie and black stockings seemed to excite him to no end. He laid her on the bed, kissing her from her feet to her thighs. He was captivated by her feet. His tongue practically soaked her hose. Then he spread her legs, as he laid her back on the bed. He began kissing her breasts, washing them with his tongue. Even as nervous as she was, Hilda was moaning and getting turned on.Then he raised himself up, grabbed her ankles and slid his cock into her wet snatch. This was the first time she had taken a cock other than mine. She gasped as he entered her, then she wrapped her legs around him and closed her eyes. He had stamina. For over an hour he banged her in different positions until he emptied his hot load in her mouth. She lay there spent, as he dressed and left. After I came out of the closet she sucked me to an orgasm, and told me she couldn't believe how it had felt. I went outside to smoke, excited at the direction it was going. Things went great (for me) over the next six months. She was in a few different situations, such as going to a car lot and letting the sales manager fuck her so she "could get a better deal" on a car. Watching them leave on a "test drive"with his hands on her legs almost made me explode. They returned almost an hour later, with his cum leaking from her pussy. She did get that deal on the car, and we bought it a few days later. She also went to a local video store and let men feel her legs up, as she "browsed" the videos. She even sucked two of them in the men's room. All of this was more or less carefully controlled, with her safety in mind. Then on one instance, everything changed. She met a guy casually, in a WalMart parking lot as she was putting groceries in the car. She was really struggling with the trunk lid closing on her and he offered to help. Her short mini showed her legs beautifully. That's all she wore now: short skirts, and always thigh high stockings. He copped a quick feel as he helped her, then kissed her forcefully. Surprised, she didn't know what to do, and kissed him back. They both got into her car and drove a few miles away to a secluded spot. The groceries would be ok she thought. As they moved into the back seat, he pulled out a joint and lit it up. She had never smoked. He gave her a "shotgun"..and she immediately got dizzy. He tied her hands with duct tape, then her ankles. He told her over and over how he wanted to "keep her"..take her to his house and keep her in his basement.He kept telling her how he wanted to leave her tied up in his house and use her every day when he got home. He was pumping her like a mad man, and she tried to fight him off. Then he slapped her across her temple, stunning her. She figured if she gave in, he would fuck her and it would be over. He fucked her three times, then thinking better of it, he drove back to his car back to WalMart and let her drive home. When she got home and told me what happened I was floored. Scared to death, I told her that was it. No more of this stuff. She looked at me and her eyes almost chilled me to the bone. "No. It's OK. Something happened when I was so helpless. The sex was better, I was totally helpless, and I loved it. I really thought he was going to take me away for a long time. When he was inside me, I could almost feel his anger. It really got to me. His dick was so hard, I thought he would tear me up. But he just kept going and going. I thought for a while, I would never see you again. And when I saw my self like that, I came so hard I almost passed out. You think we can try having you tie me up some? you can do whatever you want to me. if you do." My mind raced: tying Hilda up, her totally helpless, and me being able to do whatever I pleased. What the hell just happened, I thought, but boy oh boy did I ever agree. However we soon discovered that me tying her up and a stranger tying her up wasn't the same thing. The element of danger was what she needed. I didn't understand it, her needing the lack of control. But she craved it. Something had changed. I was more reserved, but she was determined. Her behavior would change drastically over the next year, some for the good and some for the bad. She had to be tied up...made helpless. Be ordered into different situations. This carried over to her strip club work too. Snake and LeRoy were both insistent with her that they could show her more than just "vanilla"swinging. Snake pressured her daily for sex, but she valued his friendship more. He told me one day, that he would have her eventually, and he would tear her pussy up. Thinking about Snake and Hilda drove me crazy. Snake's wife Melissa worked at Fantasia too, with Hilda, and she was Bi. She confided that she wanted to see Snake and Hilda together. I told Hilda to let Snake feel her legs sometimes. She was reluctant but complied. His hands were always all over her whenever he was there. He even fingered her to an orgasm during a private dance. Hilda began confiding in him of her desire for more in her sex life, and Snake gave her the web address for Alt.com. I checked it out and made a profile, making it pretty tame. I gave Hilda the log in info, etc., posted a few pictures of her legs and soon we began receiving emails. Hilda met a guy from Tennessee who tied her in his barn, photographed her, and videoed her having sex with him and his brother. The video made her so hot, she came over and over as they both fucked her snatch and mouth. She loved the taste of cum and swallowed load after load when she fucked. The two brothers refused to give her the video however, and swore they would put it on the Internet if she didn't come back that weekend. She couldn't wait for the weekend as she drove there with me, and they both fucked her several times over two days, used large dildos and vibrators on her. Her ass however was off limits to everyone, including me. Though I had begged, (yes, begged) it was to no avail. That was the Holy Grail so to speak. Off limits. It was through Alt.com that the next and present chapter came around. Gary was a member on Alt.com and as luck would have it, he lived in Huntsville. He and I corresponded through several emails, then we set up the meeting that resulted in the bet mentioned in the story Pass Around Wife. I lost the bet, he had Hilda to do with as he pleased for 2 weeks. No interference from me whatsoever. Hilda had even upped the ante when she found out about the bet, and later she told me she lost the bet for me on purpose. Since I lost, Gary could make her do anything he wanted for 2 weeks and I couldn't say a word. He could even have her sell her ass for money if he wanted (which he did) Those were the rules. Hilda changed completely over the next two weeks. She had no control at all as to what happened to her. Nothing was off limits. Not even her ass. After the two weeks were over, and she returned home, Gary stayed in contact with me on a regular basis, but his tone had changed. He wanted Hilda, but for good. I laughed it off at first, but he persisted. He then told me he could show her a type of life she craved deep inside, that she needed like she needed air. But I would have to let go. Let Hilda decide what she wanted to do. I got angry as hell and told him to stay away from Hilda and leave us alone. He said OK, but if I changed my mind, or she wanted to go a different direction, to let him know. He did ask one favor: He wanted to at least have the opportunity to talk with the both of us together first before I shut him out. Reluctantly, and against my better judgement, I said OK. I figured that would at least show Hilda she needed to back off some. He came to our home as usual, with a bottle of wine, and Hilda had no idea why he was there. She was just glad he was. She put on some new smoky gray thigh highs, no panties, and a see through top black mini dress. He sat on the couch feeling her up and she stroked his massive cock as we made small talk. Then he began. "Hilda, I spoke with Keith first because he is your husband after all, and I want more from you. I want all of you. I want to own you. I think you need it. To be owned. Collared. Become my property. And I can make it happen. You would be on call 24/7 to me..and whoever else I decide. You would drop everything at a moment's notice to serve me. I think you need it. You know you need it. hell Hilda, you want it. Admit it." She nodded her head weakly. His hand began sliding up her thighs to her wet as hell cunt. I watched him began fingering her and they both french kissed so deeply I thought he was going to swallow her whole face. Then she pushed him back a little bit. "Just think about it awhile. I'm going to Europe for a month and maybe when I get back we can talk more." She shook her head. "I'm not property. You can't own me. Tie me up, yes, but never own me." With that he stood up and as he went to leave her grabbed her, kissed her deeply and she moaned as he pulled her close. "As I said, think about it. You know you need it. Quit playing games. Hilda, you want me so bad you can't stand it. " And then he left. The next month dragged by so slowly for Hilda, she couldn't take it. She met a couple of men on Alt.com and had a theater gang experience with them in Birmingham, as well as a few hotel meetings. But I could tell she was bothered. Our sex life suffered. Sure, she would give me blow jobs, let me fondle her legs, but I could tell behind her silence was something else brewing. One day she spoke with Snake about this "being owned " thing. Snake was really into the Master/Slave thing, and even had two "slaves".He offered to take her to the North Alabama BDSM club meeting that weekend so she could see what it was about. He did warn her, that once she was there, she was fair game. She would fuck and suck, and could only place 3 limits as far as being boundaries. She agreed to go, much to my surprise. Then she also agreed to let Snake drive her home, also a big surprise. I raced home to get everything ready. I stayed in the living room out of respect for her wishes, but I could tell his 9 inch tool was doing the job. As he pounded her, I could hear him through the bedroom door as he told her, "Beg me to take you to the club. Beg me". And damned if she didn't. She was yelling "take me Snake..please take me.."over and over as he pounded her. After they finished Snake talked with me and thanked me. She had been his favorite fantasy. And she didn't disappoint. The weekend came , and she dressed in her favorite thigh highs, (smoky gray in color) and favorite mini dress. No panties, and just a lace/sheer bra to hold her beautiful, perfectly firm tits. Snake's draw dropped as she slid in next to him in the front seat. She actually sucked him slowly as we drove. When we got there about 20 miles later, he warned her and me: "You have no rights here Hilda. I'm going to cuff your hands, and lead you on this leash. You will be tied to a pole so the Masters there can check you out. They will feel you up, force their dick into your mouth and your pussy. And you will not say no. You understand?" She thought a few seconds then she agreed. The night was a trip. I mean a real trip. We saw women caged, being flogged, (lightly) being used and even auctioned. The whole time Hilda was tied to her pole, men took pictures of her, fondled her, and several questioned Snake about her. Then we left about 1 am when a Master, a rough looking guy approached Snake with a card. They talked as we left. On the way home, and then to the nearest Waffle House, Snake explained what had happened. Once again, I should have thought better. He told Hilda they had contracts. Contracts where the woman signed herself over to a particular Dom as his slave. The contracts were for "legal employment" with the slave required to perform duties as specified by her "Boss" ...the Master. The contract could specify a set time, be open ended, (meaning it was permanent) or be sold to another Dom/Master. It was all worded in correct legalese for His protection. Not for hers. She couldn't believe it. But it made her wet as hell. I could tell something clicked. I just didn't know how loud that click was. And boy was that click ever loud in her head. She would daydream about being owned. Being taken by force. It was no longer about swinging, but about her being taken forcefully and used. Whether she liked it or not. That made her so hot and horny I couldn't keep up with her. even told her she needed to get some other guys to cool her off. She just went into the bedroom, got her purse and car keys and drove to the local bar, where she found a guy who was more than happy to oblige and she brought him home.. She went from distant to on fire. One day she had an idea. She wanted me to drive her to a certain area of Huntsville, and tie her to a chain link fence then leave her there. I flatly refused to do that. No way was I going to do that. Then she told me there was an area where these guys hung out. If I tied her to the fence, with just her stockings on, they would all use her over and over, She would be really helpless. She then said she would go alone if necessary. I didn't want that, and tried to talk her out of it, but she as adamant. So, off we went. She was naked..just her stockings and heels when she walked to the fence. She cuffed herself, then waited. I parked where I could see everything, and sure enough, there were 4 guys that came over. Turned out, these guys were all part of a bondage group online. She had set it up. And boy did they make her pay. About 2 hours later, they put her spent form in the backseat, her stockings ripped to shreds. After she recovered, she told me in no uncertain terms, that she wanted to be used Helpless. With no way out. I started refusing to participate. She sulked, refused sex, whatever to get her way. But I remained against this new direction until one evening she sat down with me and had a heart to heart talk. " Look Keith, I know this scares you. It scares me too. But I'm telling you I can't describe it. I have to have it this way. I have to have all control stripped away and be used. I love it when I have no choice in what happens. I know it's dangerous, but I need that danger. Its what gets me off. I know you don't like it, but its not your body. I'm your wife, I know, and I know you love me. But if you really love me, satisfy me. Let me have what I need. I'll make you the happiest guy on the planet, if you just go along with this. Even if you don't, I'm going to seek it out anyway. I prefer if you go along with it." "Yes," I began, "but Hilda, that means that men can do as they wish. Even to the point of seriously hurting you. You understand that? there are men who will brand you, tattoo you, all kinds of crap. Are you ready for that?" She just stared and flatly said, "Ï don't know. But I have to find out." Then she told me to stay there a minute on the couch while she went to the computer. A few minutes later, she called me to come there. She had changed her Alt.com and Yahoo and Adult Friend Finder profiles. Advertising herself as a no limit toy. She then changed her passwords so I couldn't change them back. In her email, she changed her Auto Reply to include her phone number. She turned and looked at me and just said, "well..I did it. Let's see what happens". The most amazing aspect of her transformation, was that in that small town, filled with gossip, she managed to stay very discreet. No one had a clue even after we put an ad in the Black Rose swingers magazine. (she fucked the photographer who took her photos for the magazine). Gary called from time to time, and he still was persistent in having Hilda. They corresponded through email a lot, (of course, I no longer had access) and a few calls. Then she abruptly changed. She took to just going to clubs and bars and letting men feel her legs up. She insisted that I watch as she let them slide their hands up and down her luscious legs, which she knew made me horny as hell. A couple times she gave blow jobs in the parking lot, and everything seemed to be calming down. She even went 3 weeks without sex. I still don't know if Gary had anything to do with that but it was a welcome change. I caught her checking herself out and she asked me if she was still tight, and attractive. I told her hell yes, and and asked why. She just shrugged. Then after 3 days, Gary called. He was back, after an extended trip for business. He wanted to come by, and she was so happy she would get that huge cock again she jumped at the chance. They practically ignored me as they headed to the bedroom. He set up a video camera where I could watch through our TV. As he pounded her he told her, "beg me to take you. I want to hear you beg me to make you mine. Say it Hilda! Say you're all mine!" He slammed his cock into her so hard she screamed "YES!! YES!!"Then she screamed the words that chilled me to the bone.."take me!! Take me!!! " He kissed her and as I watched on the video she lost all control. In the heat of passion, she had screamed what he wanted to hear. Gary turned her over this way and that, different positions as he fucked her brains out. After they finished and we sat on the couch, he told her he had some legal matters to attend to but would call in a couple of days. I was getting curious now, and I asked what legal matters. "Don't worry, just simple stuff. Day to day matters." Hilda looked deep into his eyes and asked him bluntly.." why do you want me? you know you can never have me forever. I'm married."" He looked at her intently and said, "Don't let the fact that you're married get in the way. I know Snake told you about the contracts, Right?" She nodded as he stroked her thighs. "Ok then. As long as we have a contract, I can use you whenever I want, and you will service whom ever I say. It's simple. You will be my toy. To use as I see fit, with no interference, no hang ups, nothing. Just be my sex toy." She just looked at him as he rose to leave. He grabbed her snatch and lifted her off the floor. "Say it Hilda..say it. You want me."" I sat in silence as she nodded yes then moaned that yes, she did. He lowered her to the couch and left without another word, leaving us to wonder what was next. Two days later we found out in his lawyer's office. As we walked in the lawyer eyed Hilda's form greedily. I had heard of this guy. He was well known, expensive, and superb in business law. Contracts were his specialty. We sat down, he motioned for Hilda to sit next to him and he began rubbing her thighs. Damn! I was getting hot again! Then he explained the contract and the reason we were there. "OK. here's the deal guys. Hilda, this is a contract of "employment". You will become Gary's employee for a period of at least 2 years, with an option to extend it after 3 years. That means, you will perform whatever duties Gary sees necessary. Whatever duties. It also means that if necessary you agree to relocate to another city if , and only if Gary deems it necessary for you to perform your duties. Your official "title" will be customer service, with an emphasis on service. You will be required to entertain clients in a business atmosphere, to assist Gary in attaining new clients for his business. Gary cannot terminate this employment until at least 2 years has passed. You will in effect become Gary's property for at least 2 years. Do you understand so far?" In a daze, we both nodded yes. "OK. Also, Gary can sell this contract to another party anytime he chooses. For whatever reason. It's called a buy-out clause. We have determined your service value at $10,000.00. That means, your husband gets first refusal if Gary wants to sell the contract. Gary is required to give 12 hours notification only. Your husband then has 12 hours, or you as well, to purchase the contract back for that amount. Not one minute past 12 hours, but 12 hours. If you do not respond within the 12 hour time period, the contract will be sold, and you along with it, to the buyer. . Whomever that may be. He can sell the contract for whatever price he chooses. He can sell it to a bum on the street for 5 bucks if he wants. But you have to pay the buy-out amount to get it back. You still with me?" My heart raced. Man, was it pounding. I could just imagine her being sold already. My cock throbbed as the scenarios played out in my head. I could already see Gary selling her off and just laughing about it. I could see her breathing heavily as he stroked her thighs and snatch under his desk. Gary sat silently, not saying a word. We both nodded again. The room was spinning out of control. Then came a knock at the door. It was our lawyer. He had already seen the contract and he was there to give his advice. He plainly told Hilda, that if she signed this, that she was really obligated to Gary for at least 2 years. If she failed to live up to the contract, she would be sued for breach of contract in court. That meant a public trial. Hilda gasped when she thought of that. The whole world knowing and finding out. That was more than she could take. She looked at Gary, visibly shaking. He just smiled. "Would you really sue me?" He nodded, "Hell yes I will. I will take whatever measures necessary to ensure you live up to it. Think hard Hilda. Then sign it. Just pick up the ink pen and sign it. You know you want me to take you as mine." He held out an ink pen to her trembling hand and she nodded slightly as his lawyer started to stamp the contract with a notary seal. Our lawyer just said.. "I wouldn't do it. There's no way out for at least 2 years, maybe 3 IF he decides to extend it. And that's totally up to him. He doesn't have to give you notice. He has to simply say he's extending your employment. Also, he only has to give you 6 hours notice that you're required to relocate.That's all. If you sign this, you're basically done for." She nodded her understanding. I had absolutely no say in the matter at all. Then Gary asked her a couple of questions. "Hilda, babe, how often do you check your email?" "She thought a moment, before answering, "I've been getting so many emails, I only check it three times a week, usually Monday, Thursday and Saturday. Why?" "I'll need your passwords too..OK?" She nodded as he smiled like the cat that caught the bird. The lawyer told me I needed to sign it as a witness. Hilda nodded at me to sign it. Her eyes pleaded with me to sign it. My lawyer signed first. Then she just simply said "Please, if you really love me, just witness it. Ï haven't signed it yet." With a shaking hand I signed it. Then the lawyer began fingering her really hard. His fingers worked her clit as she closed her eyes and moaned. Her legs opened more as she felt an orgasm coming on. He removed one of her heels and began licking her feet. He unzipped his trousers and stood up, his hard cock inches from her lips. Which, of course, she readily opened and took him in her mouth. Her eyes looked at the lawyer and locked into his gaze. Her right hand was on the ink pen as she began to cum. As she came the lawyer also came all inside her mouth. Then he stamped the notary seal onto the paper. She leaned back in the chair, quivering as her hand took the ink pen, and she sat up in the chair. Within ten seconds, she signed her name to the contract. Done. Witnessed and signed. Then Gary signed his name quickly. Then he kissed her . Her looked at her and simply said "Finally. You're mine. All mine." Tears ran down Hilda's face as she nodded. I ran to the bathroom and threw up. She may still share my bed, but she belonged to him now. She had gotten her wish. Way more than she had bargained for. We just had no idea how much more. Gary led her out to his car as the lawyers shook hands. Hilda would have to fuck both lawyers for payment, Gary had said. I just stood there in disbelief as he drove down University avenue with her. What had she done? If you have questions or comments about Hilda or the contract our email is ghernand98@gmail.com. We welcome any comments or questions.pictures are available on request to prove she is real Note****this is not a made up piece of fiction. I'm not a professional writer, and have tried to convey my emotions and words to the best of my ability. I'm just an ordinary guy who watched my loving hot wife descend into actual slavery to fulfill the desires she had.

Lisa and Mary had planned this for awhile. They had gotten Eric, Lisa’s husband to agree not to come to this play date. He had a tendency to take over any session he was involved in. It was pretty fun most of the time but not what the women wanted this time. Eric had agreed and then come anyway. Mary had been quite ticked. She had been going to cancel the date until Lisa came up with an alternative solution and whispered it in Mary‘s ear. Mary smiled. “Eric, if you agree to be tied up in a chair next to the bed for the entire date and just watch, you can stay.” Mary’s green eyes lightened a little, Eric tied up and frustrated would be amusing. Eric nodded, “you don’t even have to tie me up. I will stay in the chair the entire time.” “You couldn’t help yourself you horn dog. You would be out of that chair in zero flat at the first sign of an orgasm. Eric, it's tied up or we go home” Lisa said, a little irritated. She could tell, he had no intention of staying in the chair. Lisa, athletic, tall and blond, knew her husband too well. Seeing the looks on the girl's faces, Eric gave up. “Fine, tie me up.” Mary got some rope and duct tape from the garage. The two of them made sure Eric was tied good and tight. He struggled a little, shocked, when they put the gag in. They stood back and admired their handy work. “And just for being a butt head, Eric, this one is for you.” Mary turned on some music, something hard and loud with a nice beat. She began doing a lap dance around Eric and his chair. At one point she slid her pussy along his left arm leaving a nice wet little trail. Lisa was laying on the bed watching and getting turned on despite the frustrated expression on her husband's face. Mary’s large breasts massaged Eric’s face, lap and chest as she danced. She sat on his lap and rubbed him with her bottom. She ran her fingers enticingly over her pink nipples, large breasts, soft white skin and down over her shaved pussy. She teased him mercilessly, bending over to show him her sweet wet pussy as she rubbed it. “Ok Mary, enough of that. You are here for me not him, remember?” Lisa demanded. Mary immediately ran over to the bed and knelt beside it. “Sorry Mistress, I got carried away” she said with her head bowed and her hands behind her back. Lisa smiled with satisfaction. “Alright, get on the bed, assume the position.” Mary scrambled up next to her and got on her hands and knees. Eric’s eyes about popped out. This was not like any scene they had ever played before. His hot blond, tall, athletic wife was still dressed in high heels, a red mini skirt and a tight black tee shirt that read “wild ass woman. Mary had stripped everything off in her strip tease. The fully dressed dominating wife with the naked girlfriend was the hottest thing he had ever seen. Lisa admired the view Mary provided. Her large breasts hung beneath her, swaying slightly. Her long curly red hair covered her face as she carefully did not meet Lisa’s eyes and starred down at the bed. Her milky white skin, round butt and naked pussy were quite a turn-on. “Did you prepare everything as I told you too Mary?” Lisa asked, running her hands over Mary’s back and bottom. “Yes mistress,” Mary reached under the pillow and pulled out a rolled up towel. She unrolled it in front of her and Lisa looked it over. On it where many things, but Eric couldn’t see them from where he sat. Lisa continued to caress her; stroking her breast, pinching her nipples, pulling her hair, pulling at her pussy lips and even making Mary suck her fingers. Mary made no protest. Lisa’s wet fingers foraged their way into Mary’s wet pussy, first one finger fucked her. Then after a few strokes a second finger joined in. Mary groaned a little when the third finger began to force its way in. “So tight.” Lisa commented but didn’t stop fingering her. Mary was thrusting back against Lisa’s hand. But Mary was close to cumming and that was not what Lisa had in mind. She pulled out and smacked Mary’s ass briskly. “None of that now,” Lisa warned her. Lisa enjoyed the feeling so much she spanked Mary again and a few more times after that. Mary was flushed and moaning when she stopped. She did not appear to be unhappy with anything Lisa had done. Lisa reached for something on the towel and out came a large dildo. “Did you clean up and lubricate as I told you?” Lisa paused. “Yes mistress, I did an enema this morning and lubed myself for you.” Lisa without further ado began to work the large thick dildo up Mary’s ass. Mary grunted with the effort to relax enough to get it in. “Mary, how does this big cock feel in your ass?” she asked. “It is bigger that anything I have ever had there mistress, it feels good and hurts a little too.” Lisa smiled, “lay flat and hold your cheeks apart for me.” Mary was immediately down and in position. Now Lisa really began to work the last few inches in. Once it was in she immediately withdrew it and then thrust it back quickly. Lisa worked her with it hard now. She gave her no time to adjust and Mary’s body slid forward at little with the force of the thrusts. Groaning and moaning constantly, Mary held her cheeks open for the harsh ass fucking. “Good girl, now put your hands on the headboard and hold still.” Lisa fucked her butt relentlessly. She enjoyed the sight of Mary’s pretty butt, still pink with the spanking, filled over and over by her cock. She liked thinking of it as her cock and Mary as her pretty little slave, to do with as she wanted. She removed the cock and slide in a wide butt plug with a long horse tail on the end. Lisa knelt back and enjoyed the look of it and the rather frantic panting Mary was doing. “Turn over and spread your legs.” Mary did so quickly. Lisa pulled out some rope and tied Mary to the bed. Mary struggled a little and Lisa smacked her pussy. “Calm down.” Mary laid back and watched as Lisa tied her hands to the headboard of the bed. Lisa slid off the bed and began taking off her clothes, sliding them off slowly and letting Mary watch avidly. Lisa got back on the bed with Mary and slid her pussy down over Mary’s face as she got into a 69 position. “You better do a really good job licking my pussy Mary or your little butt will be red later not that pretty pink. Do you understand me?” Lisa demanded. “Yes Mistress.” Mary replied and began to lick and suck Lisa’s very wet excited pussy. Lisa loved Mary’s wide flat tongue licking every inch of her, tongue fucking her and sucking at her clit. Mary’s body was tense with the effort she was expending to make Lisa happy. Lisa was cumming in moments but she made Mary keep eating her into more orgasms. Lisa’s juice covered Mary’s face. Eric could see Mary was smiling but Lisa couldn’t. She was busy with Mary’s helpless body. Lisa was pinching her slaves nipples and she was spanking her open pussy. Mary’s body jumped and writhed on the bed. Lisa smacked her inner thighs and paused every few moments to test her wet pussy by thrusting her fingers deeply inside. Finally Lisa was cumming so hard that all she could do was grind her pussy into Mary’s face and moan. Lisa’s legs shook from the aftermath and she smiled down at Mary. “What a good slave you are.” She untied her and had her lay over an ottoman in front of her husband's chair so he would have a good view and put on the last of the toys Mary had laid out, a harness and dildo set. Eric struggled in the chair as he watched his beautiful wife grab the horse hair handle of the butt plug in Mary’s ass. Holding her by still by the plug in her ass, Lisa slid the dildo she wore into Mary’s franticly pulsing pussy. Mary was so wet it slid in with very little effort. Her pretty pussy clutched at the dildo as she cried out, “Thank you mistress.” Lisa smiled and smacked Mary’s butt cheek as she withdrew slightly and then thrust again. If anything the smack on her ass made Mary wetter, judging from the ease Lisa had been fucking her. Lisa began working the dildo a little faster. She smacked her butt, first one cheek then another. “Tell me how that feels Mary,” she said panting. “Oh, mistress, it feels so good to have you fuck me. Please mistress, fuck me harder, spank my butt. I want you too use my pussy harder mistress.” Mary was panting and moaning as she came. Lisa held hard to her pony's little tail and rode her into a few more orgasms.

Derrick bends her over the counter, Jade leans over eagerly. “So, my pretty little slave, what do you think you did to deserve a spanking today?” Derrick asked. Jade wiggled enticingly. “Master, I did all my household chores and didn’t masturbate, just like you ordered.” Derrick continued to just hold her down over the kitchen counter. “That was what I ordered you to do, you have to do better than that to get a spanking. Jade moaned. “I made your favorite dinner, it is in the oven. Please Master, I have been so good. I deserve a good spanking. Please punish me.” Jade begged, pushing her bottom toward him. “I have been naked all day. I read the dirty stories you left me. I didn’t touch my clit once.” “That must have been hard,” said Derrick thoughtfully. “Very hard Sir.” “Did you like any of the stories?” “Yes Sir.” “Which ones?” Jade she moans, but she doesn’t answer. Derrick smiles, he knows how hard it is for Jade to express her wants. “Tell me.” Jade lays her head on the counter in defeat. “Yes, sir. It was the one where she pretends she doesn’t want to be fucked in the ass and he makes her submit.” “How does he make her submit?” Derrick asked. “He spanks her and plays with her ass and pussy and won’t let her come till she begs for his cock in her ass.” “You know Jade, that sounds a bit like you. You never admit to liking anal sex, do you?” Jade moaned and squirmed a little. Derrick pulled the leather paddle out of his back pocket. Jade saw it, the words “Mine” were cut out of the leather. Derrick laid it against her ass gently. “Tell me what you liked about it.” Jade panted a little in anticipation. “I liked the spanking.” “Good girl,” Derrick smack her ass firmly three times and stopped. At each smack Jade had cried out, “Thank you Sir”. But her disappointment at his stopping was obvious. Derrick kissed one cheek, “And? You know what I want to hear, I will continue to spank you only if you confess all the things you liked about the story.” Jade bit her lip and nodded, “I liked when she was bad and knew she was getting a spanking….” Derrick paddled Jade’s ass slowly but firmly. Each smack of the paddle pushed her into the counter top. “I liked when she squealed and complained when the man put his finger on her hole, knowing he would spank harder and force his finger into her ass.” Jade was flushed now as Derrick spanked her quickly. “I liked when he made her get the box full of toys for her punishment. Then she had to kneel on the bed to be prepared for his use of her. And for every protest and complaint the man spanked her very hard with his hands. Derrick watched Jade with her eyes closed reciting the fantasy…she would not admit to liking some things until she was forced to. Derrick spanked her continually now as the confession continued. “I liked how he lubed her butt and he spanked her. Then he started putting a finger in and she called him a bad name, knowing that he would continue spanking her and finger fucking her asshole.” Jade’s bottom had grown bright pink and she panted as she continued describing the story. “The man let his finger pop out each time and make her start over taking it back into her ass. He finally fucked her with two fingers and he stopped spanking her to play with the woman’s pussy. Every time she was about to come he would stop and spank her more. She started begging for an orgasm.” Jade stopped, breathing hard and gasping as Derrick worked two slick fingers into her tight ass hole. Jade moaned and thrust back on his fingers. “Then what Jade?” “The man took his fingers out and forced a butt plug in while she pretended to struggle and call him names. He started using his belt on her ass. Every so often he would bring her almost to orgasm then stop. Finally she begged him to cum in her ass.” Jade was close to orgasm herself, as Derrick worked his stiff penis into her very wet pussy. With every thrust he began working a string of anal beads into her ass. The moment Jade began to orgasm, Derrick pulled hard on the string of beads and slid his cock out of her pussy and into her pulsing ass hole. He stroking his hand over all the welts on her red behind that read, ‘Mine’. “What a good girl,” Derrick said as he came deep in Jade’s ass . 　

He whispers in my ear, “I am so delighted you came to see me.” I get goosies as he strokes my arm. We are walking along the sidewalk to his house. I am very nervous, we had meet for the first time in a local coffee shop. I had done my best to pick someone that seemed sane, but you just never know. He smiles as he guides me up the steps. I don’t care anymore if this is my last change to back out. I so want this! Whatever he does to me, it will be better than wondering what it could be like. When we go inside he gives me a safe word and makes me repeat it a couple times. “Are you ready?” he asks. “Yes sir,” I say as I shiver. “Good girl,” he says before he grabs me and pushes me hard against the wall. He has a hand on my throat as he lifts my dress. I have done as he asks. His hands encounter no panties and his hand caresses my shaved mound roughly. His finger finds my wet snatch and thrusts deeply. “Sir.” I cry out. I am not sure if it is pleasure or pain I feel, realizing I don’t care. His hand tightens on my throat. “Say nothing to me from now on, till I give you permission.” His fingers, continue their movement in my pussy, thrusting and rubbing. I am so wet it is rather embarrassing and I know I am blushing nonstop. He finds my g spot and rubs fiercely. I moan and my back arches helplessly. He stops suddenly and turns me to face the wall. He holds me now by the back of my neck. “ Lift your skirt and hold it up.” my new master orders and I obey without thought. Master now rubs and spanks my bottom. He starts out slowly but I still shake and jump with each smack. I relax each time he rubs it to sooth me. I twitch and jump as he spanks my ass. This is not a hard spanking but he goes on for awhile. I am so new to this, my bottom is very sore quickly. My ass is pink and in my imagination I see his hand prints on my butt clearly. I am panting and trying hard not to say anything or do anything to make him mad at me. I just want him to be happy with me. Again his fingers delve into my pussy and finding me even wetter than before, he laughs. “Get on your hands and knees and crawl down the hall.” I drop down and do as he orders. “Go through the door on your left. Stand, take off all your clothes and get on your hands and knees in the middle of the bed.” I know he is watching but I do not look up at him as I do these things. My flirty attitude at the coffee shop is gone, I am so excited I am almost dizzy with it. The hot reminder of my masters possession is still on my bottom. Now what? I hear him approach the bed. “Have you been a good girl?” he asks. “Yes master,” I answer. “Then why did I spank you?” “I don’t know sir.” “Because I wanted too. I am going to do whatever I want to you today. How do you feel about that?” He is amused and I can tell. “Nervous,” I answer and then honestly, “excited.” “Good girl.” He comes up behind me and runs a hand along my bottom. I wait tensing. He puts a small black paddle on the bed in front of me. Then he lays a rather large butt plug next to it, much larger than I have used in the past. Next to that he lays small devices that I know are nipple clamps. I have never used them, I had been waiting for a master. In this I wanted to be a virgin for him. Master knows this, I had confessed this need to him. Then he places the blindfold on the bed. “Hand me the paddle.” I do so with shaking hands. How will I stand more, my ass is already ablaze. He grabs an ankle and pulls my legs farther apart. “Head down,” he orders. Again he spanks me but this time it is not just my cheeks but my thighs and even a few small smacks on my pussy. I do my best to hold still and take it. Time blurs and I think, ‘just hold out a few more.’ Then he is done and puts the paddle down in front of me again. I almost collapse in relief. “Hand me the butt plug,” and I do. Master must be pleased because he covers my ass hole with lube, pushing more in with a finger. But it is big and when he tries to push it in, I tense. He smacks my bottom. “Do I need to use that paddle again?” he asks. I shake my head frantically. “Lay down on the bed and hold those cheeks apart.” It is a mixture of pain and pleasure to hold my sore cheeks. He again begins to push it in and this time I concentrate on relaxing. I draw a breath as it slides in a couple inches, there is so much pleasure with the pain. He slides it out before it gets any further and I moan in protest. He laughs and doesn’t punish me. Master works it in just to the thickest part again. I want to feel it pop in but he withdraws, torturing me. I expect it the next time and am almost shocked when he drives it home firmly. Master watches me while I twitch and jump at the feeling. After a moment he reaches out to push and twist it inside me. I think I may go crazy before he stops and orders me to kneel, facing him. His cock is out and he orders me to worship it. I lick my lips and admire my first sight of it. It is beautiful, thick but not too long. I love the huge mushroom shaped head and the dark red of him. I start by licking him repeatedly balls to tip. I suck him into me and release so I can suck his large balls into my mouth too. I take as much of his cock into my mouth and suck him. I have been holding his hips so I can get some leverage. The butt plug seems to throb in my ass. “Put your hands behind your neck,” he demands and grabs me by the hair. I do my best then to deep throat him as he fucks my mouth slowly. I am not really good at it and sometimes gag, so I am nervous. I know I am doing ok when he groans and pulls me off. “Enough,” he says and I can tell how much he likes this by the roughness of his voice. “Hand me the paddle.” I moan but I do it immediately. He laughs and puts it in a box by the bed. “Hand me the clamps.” I feel as if I handed him more than the clamps as he takes them. He places them carefully, ignoring my gasps and moans. It is better than I hoped. Master demands the blindfold next and I have mixed feelings, but he puts it on anyway. He guides me off the bed and leads me somewhere else in the house. I am soon on my hands and knees again but this time I feel not the softness of a bed but cold metal and my heart is in my throat as he ties me down. There is even a support under my stomach. I am open to anything he wants to do. When he has bound me I can barely move. This is the big barrier for me, the trust I need to give a virtual stranger. He is a good master and he waits while I think about the bonds, the feelings from all he has done. I do not say the safe words. “Good girl,” he says softly in my ear. I can hear him opening the condom wrapper and he is fucking me very roughly in moments. “Don’t you dare cum,” he says breathless and threateningly. I can feel his cock stroking me hard and the butt plug jolting me with every thrust. It is hard, I have been on the edge for too long, but just when I think I will go over anyway, he stops and pulls out. “I felt that, naughty, naughty. You almost disobeyed me.” I say without thinking, “Sorry master.” He smacks my butt jolting the butt plug harshly. “I did not give you permission to speak,” he laughs a little as be grabs the butt plug and jerks it out suddenly. “I do, however appreciate your apology.” He begins to force his cock into my suddenly emptied ass. I wonder distantly if I will come anyway, it just feels so good. I have always loved anal sex, to the point of obsession. Freak that I am. He thrusts and thrusts and pulls on the nipple clamps if he feels like I am going to cum. He grunts as he orgasms deep in my bottom. I feel deep satisfaction and no longer care if I cum. But he isn’t done. I hear him moving around in the room and he makes no attempt to release me. There is the sound of a motor coming on and my eyes behind the mask open wide. He is laughing at me again as he pushes something into my pussy. I am struggling as the machine begins to fuck me. The rhythm is relentless as it hits my g-spot. “Now you can cum and don’t stop till I tell you too.” I come hard as he whispers in my ear. I am helpless and he knows how much I love it. I already love that evil laugh. He fills my mouth with his cock and I cum again and again.

Admiral Blackburn contemplated the girl licking his cock thoroughly. His thighs tensed despite himself. She was teasing him. Jala knew better than make his come so early in the evening. Her short curly brown hair bobbed as she licked him. It had taken him the better part of a year to get his armada up and running in top shape once he had been assigned this sector of space to control. Jala had relieved his tensions better than any of the other girls that had been assigned to him in the beginning. When sleep wouldn’t come because of all the worries, it had been his habit to call for Jala. Time had been a precious thing. Jala had without fail been able to make him cum with that amazing mouth. He was amazed that oral was the only thing he had ever asked of her. He admired her ass, round and white as she knelt before his chair. The thought dragged a groan out of him. Then again, with the talent she had already displayed perhaps it was not so surprising. He watch her ass wiggle excitedly. The Admiral decided then and there that now that he had time he would rectify that omission. After all he had 24 hours leave, the first in over a year. “Jala,” he said. “Yes Admiral, am I going too fast?” Jala looked up with those bright green eyes. Her lips were wet, even as she spoke her hands continued their slow strokes. In the beginning he had taught her to go slower so he could savor the build up of his orgasm. Now she was a master at bringing him up and keeping him on the edge till he told her to “suck harder“. His signal that he was ready. He shook his head, ”Suck Harder, Jala” Jala was surprised. The Admiral usually kept her at his cock for an hour. Jala mourned that she had so little time. She looked forward to time spent with him. Jala sucked in one of his balls and then the other, her hands pulling harder at his cock. Pre come was already beading at its tip. Jala swirled her tongue around the big broad head. Closing her eyes with enjoyment she let her mouth encompass his head and sucked gently. She released and flicked the ridge with her tongue a few times, hard. The Admiral bucked a little before pushing her head gently back onto his cock. “Tease,” he whispered. Her pussy flooded with heat. With a moan she engulfed his head and sucked, licked and squeezed till the Admiral came with a roar. She swallowed, wishing for more. When Jala was finished washing him, she rose to leave. “Jala did I give you permission to leave me?” Jala froze for a moment. “No Admiral, I just …” Could he finally want more? “Come here Jala.” Jala walked back to the Admiral. Standing uncertainly before him. “Turn around Jala.” Jala turned away from him, shivering a little with excitement. He admired her pretty round butt. “Bend over for me.” he told her. She hesitated. “Jala, you know you can leave when ever you want.” Jala shook her head frantically. She bent over quickly, almost falling in her haste. The Admiral admired her pretty pink rosebud of an asshole, slowly running his hand across her butt cheek. He rubbed the little bud with his knuckle a couple times, smiling as she gasped. He grasped the lips of her pussy and lost breath himself when he saw the wet rivet run slowly out of her now exposed pussy. She was very wet. He slipped one finger inside, just to the first knuckle. Jala whimpered and wiggled helplessly. He pulled out and pushed gently at her clit with the wet tip of his finger. She gasped. He pulled away, leaving her exposed. Jala did not move. “Jala, I want you to lay across my lap, face down. I am going to spank you.” “Was I not good?” asked Jala. “You are always very good, the spanking is something I enjoy. I want to see those gorgeous cheeks turn pink and jump under my hand. The rules are very clear Jala. If this is not something you want, you are required to leave. “ The Admiral wanted her to stay, rather badly actually. Jala turned to look at him for no more than a moment before she crawled across his lap. Her large breast anchoring her there on the other side of his legs. The Admiral savored the moment, caressing her bottom. He brought his hand down firmly on her left butt cheek then her right. Her butt tensed and she gasped. He smacked her a little harder, his cupped hand making the sound of the slaps even louder. She was breathing hard by the tenth or eleventh smack. He was not hitting her as hard as all that, but the force behind it drove her firmly onto his leg. Jala thought the warmth in her ass was heating up every part of her. His hand began spanking lower on her thighs. Jala worried that he would notice the sudden flood of her pussy. His sudden stroke through her pussy lips proved her right. “So wet, I am glad this is good for you too Jala.” Jala could feel his cock smacking her stomach with every blow. She was delighted that he was enjoying this. He was enjoying her. He smacked her warming bottom more firmly now, and faster. He did not let her rest between the spanks. Her bottom was beyond her control. It rose to meet his hand and yet wiggled desperately to escape. Jala’s breath left her in gasps and her hands gripped the chair legs hard to avoid trying to put them back to protect her now aching butt. She thought vaguely that she could come if he just smacked her frantic pussy too. The Admiral stopped suddenly and stroked her hot cheeks. “Jala, I want you to be completely honest with me. Can you do that?” Jala turned to look at the Admiral over her shoulder. She bit her lips and nodded quickly. “Yes Sir.” “Did you enjoy the spanking so far?” Jala blushed, “Yes Sir. It was demonstrated in class but I only got a couple of spanks. I liked yours better.” The Admiral smiled. “No one ever spanked that delectable ass since?” “I have only been with you. I left class early to come aboard ship. They have been tutoring me here in between your calls for me.” The Admiral stared at her. Slowly he pushed aside the lips of her pussy and slid one finger in. Jala’s eyes closed and her lips parted as she moaned. There was barely enough room for one finger to slide in, his second finger was only to the second knuckle when it encountered heavy resistance. “You are a virgin.” “I don’t want to be Sir. I only want …” Jala stopped speaking, trying to put into words what she wanted through her excitement and confusion. “What Jala? What do you only want?” Admiral smiled at her flushed face looking at him over her shoulder. He stroked her hot butt cheeks again and slide his large finger a little more forcefully into her wriggling pussy. A thought occurred to him, absent mindedly he continued to thrust his finger in and out of her . “Why are you still a virgin? “ Jala shuddered and writhed at his continued finger fucking. “I am yours exclusively, the agency noticed your extensive use of me and wanted to keep you happy. It is one the privileges of your rank.“ She was clutching his leg frantically now and trying not to beg. He stopped his movements entirely. “I supposed it was written down somewhere in the endless forms I signed before I boarded. But my question still stands, why would a virgin join the companion’s guild? Is that even allowed?” Jala moaned helplessly and wiggled enticingly on his lap. But she did not answer. The Admiral smacked her bottom hard a couple times. “Jala? ” He began spanked her steadily now, her bottom past pink and into red. “My family was poor and I wanted to go to space more than anything. There was not the money for fleet schooling so I lied to get in.“ Jala gasped as he continued to spank her more firmly. “The required physical exam would have revealed your virginity.” “I bribed the doctor and the nurse. I promised that I would get it taken care of before I shipped off. It took all the money I had.” Jala babbled. The Admiral looked down at her, his hand stilled. “Jala, didn’t your teachers notice?” Jala turned to him, “They could not very well ship me back, so they are ignoring it. They figured sooner or later the problem would solve itself.” Her bottom stung but she refused to ask him to stop. She wanted to stay with him for as long as he would let her. His beautiful body turned her on as nothing in her life had except the need to go to space. Even the grey in his hair made her pussy swell. His strong hands spanking her had been a huge turn on despite the pain. “Jala, stand up.” Jala stood reluctantly, facing him. One tear fell. The Admiral frowned, “Jala, by rights I should send you home untouched.” Jala shook her head frantically. “The Concubine Services are very specific as to treatment of their people” It would kill him not to take her. That sweet pussy had clung to his fingers, wet and tight. Her perfect little puckered anus, had shivered delightfully at his touch. Not to mention how he would miss that beautiful mouth and now that he had spanked it, that pretty round bottom, still pink from his hand. “Please don’t send me away!” Jala knelt in front of him, “I will do anything for you. I don’t want to go back. Please, it would be an embarrassment for the service. Nobody will say anything, it would look bad for my teachers if you send me home.” “It is admirable that you are thinking of others like this but you will have to come up with a better reason then that.” “If you take me it stops being an issue,” Jala scooted a little closer. “I could have given my virginity to any stranger on the street before I came here. I could have given it to one of my teachers or just broken it myself.” She stroked his leg, “I wanted you to do it.” Her right breast stroked him as she leaned in. The Admiral smiled as he leaned closer to her. “I want you to tell me in words, what you want from me.” Jala blushed and shivered a little with excitement. “I…want you to fuck me,” she said in a rush. “I want you to give me more words Jala, make me want to do the things you are thinking of.” He leaned in and kissed her softly, stroking his tongue lightly across her mouth. “Do you want me?” Something very low in Jana’s body shivered. She looked into his brilliant blue eyes, the fire of want swept through her. “I dream of you ,” Jana said, only half aware of what she was saying. “Sometimes, I imagine you are my master and you tie me up.” “What else do I do to you in this dream?” The Admiral’s hand cupped her ample breasts and flicked the little pink nipple lightly over and over. All the while his lips caressed her lips, flushed cheeks and soft white neck. Jala had her eyes closed now, just enjoying his touch. Jana panted a little and moaned. “You strap me to the bed with my bottom in the air.” The Admiral smiled and without warning scooped her up in his arms and carried her to his sleeping quarters. He dropped her on the bed, telling her to assume the position in her dreams. Jala shuddered and knelt in the middle of the bed. Jala put her head to the sheets and spread her knees apart. Her hands she clasped in front of her head and waited., shaking The Admiral walked slowly around the bed, enjoying the view. Her beautiful long back, the pulsing of her tense little asshole, the still bright pink of her spanked butt, the flush on her face and the wetness slowly traveling from her pussy down her leg. “What if I wanted to spank you again Jala?” he asked. “Any thing you want Sir. I will do anything.” Jala’s voice was husky and low. The Admiral went to his wardrobe and began pulling some things out. “Don’t move Jala.” he ordered. The leather strap smacked her bottom three or four times while she groaned before he used it to bind her left ankle to the bed post. He had spanked her lightly, not wanting her to be in a lot of pain but only to keep her hot. The procedure was repeated again for her right ankle. He knelt finally between her legs, laying the rest of the equipment to the side for now. He kissed one rosy red butt cheek then the other, stroking her legs, pulling at her wet pussy lips with his fingers and then his lips. The little gasps and moans she let out made his cock twitch in need. The Admiral thrust a finger into her soaking wet pussy while he gently began licking her small swollen clit. “Please fuck me Sir, please.” Jala begged. Instead he began to lick a little harder, fingering her a little harder. “Please….” Jala begged. The Admiral didn’t bother replying, he continued his attack on her quivering pussy. He worked a second finger in the tight virgin flesh of her vagina. The pleasure and pain of it pushed her very close to orgasm. She struggled against the bindings, just wanting to move. He began suck hard on her clit and within moments she was screaming out her orgasm. The Admiral sucked at her softly, fingering gently now. Her pussy sucked hard at his fingers. “Thank you sir,” Jala panted. However he just kept licking and sucking at her softly, tormenting her swollen well used little clit. Now his two wet fingers traversed upward. “Sir?” said Jala softly, as one wet finger rubbed her tight asshole. She moaned as it pushed into her and arched her back. “Is Anal sex something you do not like Jala?” The Admiral asked. Jala gasped out her reply, “I didn’t think I would but it feels so good Sir.” She pushed against his finger trying to help him. But the little hole was tense and tight. “Relax Jala,” But Jala was on the cusp of coming again from the sucking he was giving and could barely keep her hands together above her head. The Admiral stopped sucking and knelt behind her. He took a small leather paddle from the tool pile and spanked her ass a dozen times while she gasped and pulled at the ankle restraints. “Are you paying attention Jala?’ he asked quietly when he had stopped. “Yes Sir” she said gasping for breath frantically. Her poor bottom clenched. He reached for some lubricate from the pile and drizzled it directly on her ass hole. “I confess,” The Admiral said softly as he rubbed the lubricant around, “I know I didn’t need to spank you right then, but I do enjoy it so much. What do you think of that Jala?” he asked as he pushed his thumb into her tight hole. Jala remembers her training now and relaxed her tight muscles, enjoying the ease in which his thumb slid into her and began pumping gently. “I think Sir, that you should do the things you like as often as you can.” Jala smiled into the sheets. “Oh, you do, do you?” he said with a laugh. He reached down to rub her clit. “Good girl.” Within moments she was close to orgasm. “This will hurt a little Jala.” He began easing his thick cock into her wet already spasming pussy. “Please take me hard Sir.” Jala begged. “I have waited so long. I want to feel you fuck me.” Admiral Blackburn gritted his teeth and thrust shallow but hard through the barrier. He felt her tense and draw a breath but she didn’t make a sound. He waited a moment, letting her ride out the pain. “Jala?” “Give me the rest Sir,” she begged breathlessly. He moved in more slowly now taking territory inch by tight inch. When she felt his balls finally smack her solidly, she smiled. With his thumb still pumping her ass, he began moving his cock slowly in and out. Watching as her pussy clutched at him as he withdrew was almost to much. He knew he wouldn’t last long. “Rub your clit for me Jala,” he ordered. Jala quickly began stroking her clit and pinching it lightly. He began thrusting faster, no longer moving his thumb in her ass. Instead he had thrust it in deeply and was holding her in place for his fucking. The restraints were helping to keep her in place too. Ever hard thrust pulled them hard at her ankles. “Come for me Jala.” In moments her whole body tensed and she cried out as she came. The feel of her rippling pussy took him over and he shot into her deeply. She was milking him so hard with her orgasm it was almost painful. Jala was still shuddering in the aftermath when she finally spoke. “That was wonderful sir.” Exhausted, laying on his back beside her, he began to laugh. Jala stared at him confused and a little hurt. When he saw her face he shook his head and pulled her down into his embrace. I think you can call me by my given name now, don’t you think?” Jala shook her head with a smile, “I like calling you sir when we fuck.” “Such a tease,” Admiral John Blackburn said with a smile before he kissed her.

Blue Watch stood on the quayside looking up at three very tall masts with spars and yards, sails neatly stowed on yards and miles of rigging. They were all in total awe. "Oh my GOD, do we go aloft up there?" cried Penny, our newest recruit. Tim grinned to himself and muttered, "Not only up there, but with me buried deep inside you, sex aloft makes for even bigger cums!" The Nancy-Jane is a Tall Ship, a three-masted Topsail Schooner 195 feet long, 700 tonnes, foremast square-rigged and has four square sails: Course, Topsail, Topgallant, and small Royal. Also, a Gaff-rigged sail, and Topsail above the Gaff. Mainmast Gaff rigged with Topsail. Mizzenmast Gaff rigged with Topsail. A long bowsprit with three jibs upper, inner and outer. Crew sleeps together in the forecastle, to you landlubbers that is a big cabin at the front of the ship. Showers and toilets (heads) are at each corner of the forecastle. How it got started was at one of our weekend parties we were all sitting around, chilling out enjoying the afterglow of some great sex. This group is made up of sailing chums and adventure friends who all love action and adventure and especially larger sailing ships. The close bonds you develop within a crew is unbelievable. Working aloft in bad weather is a great leveler, and you really learn your own strengths as well as those of your partners immediately around you. So the conversation came around to: "Do you fancy a sail on a tall ship?", or better put, "Do you fancy a sail on a swinging tall ship?" In unison, the group said, "Yes! Let's all go together and see if we can turn an adventure into a swinging adventure?" So it was a done deal, and here we all are waiting to board her. Nancy-Jane has a complement of 60. Captain, Navigator, and 1st Mate all hold masters tickets. The next level is Watch Officer, one for each of the three watches. Each watch has a watch leader and 15 crew members. The three watches are Blue Watch, Red Watch, and Green Watch. The balance is made up of Bosun and Mate, Purser and Chef and various assistants. We came aboard and stowed our kit in the lockers. Then we changed into our sea-going togs and reported for duty. The day was an introduction to the ship; learning the rigging, how things worked, and what we would all be doing. It took most of the day to learn and understand helm orders, how to set sails, tack the ship, wear the ship (turn downwind), and what was involved when tacking to brace the yards around to catch the wind on the new tack. Blue Watch had done it before, and we quickly jelled into a cohesive team working well together. The other two watches were not so experienced, and we ended up helping out as we were required. At 1800 hours we had a briefing from the Captain. Shore leave tonight and an early sail departing at 0600 hours, running down from the UK across Biscay and then onto Palma and the Canaries. Fifteen days full out sailing without a port. The good part was once she was set up, we would run straight down without a tack, so it was going to be an easy run without much sail handling, a lazy sailor's dream. The crew invaded the two quayside pubs, filling them both, and after a good night of hard drinking staggered back and crashed out around midnight. Bells sounded at 0500 hours, and we were all up for breakfast and an early start. The 1st Mate assembled the crew and said, "We are moored on a windward quay, and so we will sail off the quayside. This is going to take absolute precision, and my orders must be followed without question, or we will park the Nancy-Jane in McDonald's on the High Street in Southampton." You could feel the tension and excitement in the crew. Half were sent aloft to make ready the sails, untie the tethers and have the squares ready to drop on order. The rest were at their station ready to brace the yards to ensure sails caught the wind and drove her off the quay. Bow mooring lines were dropped into the water and recovered then the spring mooring lines leaving only the stern line holding her onto the dock, Nancy-Jane's bow slowly, slowly started to swing out driven by the effect of the offshore wind. As soon as the bow cleared enough, the stern lines were dropped, and orders shouted: "Brace yards to Port. Sheet Topsails. Sheet Topgallant. Sheet Inner Outer Jibs." All the sails that had been feathered into the wind were braced around and filled with a satisfying thud. The dockside was relatively empty, but all those watched in awe as this majestic ship came to life. Sails filled gently as she moved away from the dock like an elegant Duchess gliding off to an important appointment. Tim and I were aloft on the Topgallant yard. We had removed the sail ties, and when the yard braced round, we hung on as we swung through about 50 degrees; 85 feet above the deck, you take care. Looking down at the people on the quayside Tim smiled at me and said: "My God, what a wonderful sight! She looks so beautiful and elegant sliding out of Docks." The 1st Mate looked up and shouted, "All hands report on deck." He is a tall Canadian, blonde curly hair a firm but sensitive mouth and a twinkle in his eyes. Solid build with muscles any man would be proud of. I smiled, waved, and blew him a kiss. His reaction was a grunt, and he turned away, pretending not to notice. But I knew I had been noticed. The adventure had started! The watch system has 4 hours on, 4 standby, and 4 off in 12 hours. That became our life ruled by time and work. Slowly we sailed south getting warmer and warmer so as we neared the Canaries less and less clothing was required. Often I would go aloft wearing my safety harness, a T-shirt, shorts or bikini bottom, and a pair of work boots. Eventually, the bikini bottom was replaced by a small swimming thong and deep V-necked T-shirt. By the tenth day, most of the girls were wearing no tops to catch an even tan. The guys did not mind, and so we had a diverse array of bouncing breasts when we were trimming sails. One afternoon the sail I was sheeting up kicked back. Three girls were no match for this monster, and I was bounced onto my front across the deck, scraping a couple of very sensitive nipples on the rough wood. Andy Mac, the 1st Mate, stepped over, pulled me up, and held me at arm's length to examine the damage. I smiled at him and said, "No real damage, just sore, will you kiss them better?" "Humph!" was all I got in reply. He let me go and walked away and then looked back and smiled. I read "Fuck me" in his eyes. I looked down at my sore nipple, wet my finger, and gently rubbed her, teasing him. His hand went unconsciously to rub himself; he was thinking about me. That night the wind changed and came from Northern Africa; a hot, dusty breeze that filled the ship. No moon and the stars were cloudy with the sandy mist that flowed across the water. Apart from the odd silent meeting of genitals, we had all gone without sex for more than 10 days, and the crew was feeling horny. Tim and I would slip out into the dark deck and find a quiet spot to relieve our frustration, but this was never enough. That night the wind made the difference. I was hot and fretful, frustrated, and wanting. Tim sensed my needs and got three couples together "Time to play gang, who will join us out on the bowsprit tonight?" They all said, "OK, what is the deal?" "Safety harness. Undress and leave your clothes on the deck then onto the bowsprit. You can't be seen from the bridge so we will be OK, just need to watch out for the hourly fire patrol." I slipped below, showered quickly, and went on deck in just a thong, T-shirt, and harness. I shed my clothes and joined them all on the bowsprit. The bowsprit is 18 feet long, 1 foot wide at the end, and three feet thick at the bow. It has a safety net below which is ace for sunbathing and there are foot ropes along each side to stand on while you work on the jib sails. I slipped out as far as I could go with Tim beside me, along the footrope, then onto the bowsprit facing Tim, who had an eye-level view of my pussy. Another girl came from the other side and joined me on top, her man was already spreading her legs and opening up her folds with his tongue. I turned around, laid on my back with my head downwards giving Tim access to my cunt, and he spread my legs and started licking me on the outer lips working slowly towards my clit. Raised my chin I found his one-eyed serpent beginning to rise and sucked it into my mouth. Pre-cum dribbled onto my tongue, so I knew he wasn't going to last. His tongue slid into my hole and started rasping at my clit as it pumped into me. Less than 30 seconds later, we both erupted together. I tried to swallow his creamy stream but being nearly upside down couldn't. When my shudders stopped, he turned me around and gently kissed me, sucking back his salty cream. The girl beside me was mewing her way to a splendid cum. She wriggled her bottom as her husband grunted and pumped her with a week's supply of pent up lust. As the husband pulled out of his wife, Tim reached over and slid two fingers into her, gently teasing her pussy open. She smiled and reached down to his half-hard cock. Hands gently turned me onto my tummy and started playing between my legs, exploring and probing into my secret garden. The little stem hardened and raised herself inside her hood, responding to the attention. A thumb now probed my anus and gently squeezed past the ring and inside of me. My cunt was starting to heat up again, and I pinched my nipples as my body craved more attention, more lust, more feeling. The girl opposite me was leaning over the bowsprit with Tim beside her buried deep in her pussy. He was thrusting like mad. His balls were slapping against her arse, his penis squelching back and forth. I spread my legs, reached for my man's cock, and rubbed it against my slit; one thrust and he was into me from behind, a sharp stab as he bounced over my cervix and then into the depth. His penis had a slight downward bend, which rubbed onto my G-spot as we danced the snake dance. The girl reached over and pulled my face towards hers, and we kissed a sloppy wet kiss tasting of male saltiness as we rocked in time to the thrusting of our men. My lover's thumb went deep up my arse, and I closed my eyes as my singing clit reached a crescendo, and I shuddered into another orgasm. The shudders died down, and I glanced up at the forecastle and saw a shadowy figure standing by the hatch. The shadow was tall with curly hair waving in the breeze. It was the 1st Mate who had been voyeuristically watching our antics. I glanced back to see the others still fucking intently on the bowsprit. I wriggled off and got back to the deck and walked brazenly naked right up to the shadowy figure and leaned into him, reaching for his mouth with mine. His arms wrapped me in a bear hug, and I felt his cock harden against my stomach. I reached down to unzip him as his tongue penetrated my mouth. That splendid cock slipped out, and I gently pulled back the foreskin and started to tug it back and forth, making him very hard, and a dribble started at the eye of the tiger. My arms went around his neck. I jumped up, wrapping my legs around him, and left that swinging cock to find its own way inside me. His hand slid around the crack of my bottom, spreading my outer lips and pushing the head into my slit. One thrust and he was inside filling me with passion and his male hardness. The thrusts were quick and frantic as he seemed only to breath in, gasping with each thrust. Twenty seconds later, he sighed a deathlike shudder and emptied himself into my waiting cunt. As he sagged a little and let me gently down, we kissed and laughed and kissed again. I reached down and felt him still half-hard. I knelt down and slipped my tongue around the head, pushing back his skin. Working slowly, he gradually came hard again and soon was thrusting back into my mouth. He gripped me by the hair, lifted me up, and pushed me over to a Capstan. He bent me over face down, slid himself between my legs, and lubricated his cock in my slippery crack. He pulled out and gently nudged my anus open and pushed inside. It was unexpected and slightly painful, but hell, I love it in there! His thrusts got harder and harder but having cum so recently he could not fire again but kept fucking my arse to a standstill. My fingers were inside my slit rubbing for all they were worth. One of the other girls had seen us and came over to join us. She saw what was happening, smiled, rubbed her finger through her own dripping slit to collect what was there for lubrication, and slid a finger up his bottom. Working it in about two inches, she found the hard little walnut and massaged him to another explosion of semen. We pulled apart, and he smiled, eyes twinkling: "Mmmmmm, you lot certainly know how to have fun. What's it all about?" "We are a swingers group," I explained. "This is how we have fun. Will you join us when we next get together?" "Well, that's an idea!" he said. "I know that some of Red Watch, friends of mine, belong to a swingers club and they never thought of this venue. Let's wait until we get near the Canaries and we can have a late-night party. I won't tell if you lot don't as long as I get an invite as the Skipper will raise hell if he finds out." That night I was restless and could not sleep, thinking about the times we have had at parties and the different group sex that goes on. She was tingling again, and Tim was fast asleep in the bunk below me. Gentle fingers worked inside my outer lips, teasing my lovely clit. She sparkled and raised herself, responding to the circular movements. One of my favorite tricks is to insert two fingers inside and use the thumb to massage around my clit, with the fingers flexed as if making a beckoning motion so they excite my G-spot. Once she starts to boil, I insert a finger on my other hand just inside my anus and complete the sensation. A very strong orgasm is guaranteed. Girls if you are ever lonely and frustrated, this one works a treat! According to my cycle, I was ovulating, and that is why the temperature was so high inside my pussy. I need to fuck. The orgasm came very quickly, and I shuddered and stifled a few moans while savoring the wet musky tastes and smells from my pussy. Sleep was no longer an option. I needed a man inside me. I slipped out of my bunk and went on deck wearing a thong and T-shirt with my safety harness, which is always worn at night regardless of where on deck. Andy Mac was on watch, and he stood quietly beside me. I had not noticed him. A hand reached over and rested on my shoulder. He smiled. "Have you ever watched the sea from aloft at night in these waters? You get a lot of phosphorescence. You see it better from above". "OK. I have my harness, so take me up and show me," I replied. We stepped into the shrouds and started to climb. When you reach the first "crow's nest," the shrouds (the ladder bit you climb) go out again around the crow's nest, which means you are climbing over vertical. These are the futtock shrouds, a scary point. Once over and up to the next yard, same thing - more futtock shrouds. We climbed past the Course yard, past the Topsail yard, and onto the Topgallant yard about 95 feet high, a dizzy height for a view. I was panting, and a small trickle of sweat ran down between my buttocks. We clipped on to a safe point and swayed together on the foot rope on the yard, the big square sail below like a giant cushion. Andy turned me away from him and ran his tongue down my salty back and between the cheeks of my bottom, wiping away the sweat trickle. I shivered and thrust my bottom back against him. We turned to face each other and kissed gently, slowly exploring our mouths and our minds. He held onto me while I frantically undid his shirt and opened his pants, pushing them down to access his cock, which was waking up. Lips teased over my breasts and a tongue licked around my areolas, perking up the sensitive nipples. Hands gently opened up the cheeks of my bottom while his tongue was back working around my neck. Very slowly and gently, he teased me to a state of real anticipation wanting to be filled with him. I could not stand it and ducked down and found his penis with my mouth, sucking hard and running the tip of my tongue around the ridged head while fondling his heavy balls with my hand. Andy could not wait and roughly lifted me back up. Turned me around, he sat me on the yard facing him. He then grabbed a spare rope, dropped a loop over the foot rope, pulled it tight to lift himself up to my pussy level, and slid that magnificent cock as deep as it would go into me. My legs wrapped around his body, and we gently started the dance of lust. As I was bearing down on his cock, my clit was getting a good raking, and she loved it. The first spasm came quickly followed by another, and then I went into multi-orgasm drive and just kept coming and coming while holding onto him for dear life. Andy still had not spilt inside me, and so he pulled out and lifted me up so I was standing on the yard holdIng onto the Jumper wire above. Andy moved me over to the mast. I held on, and he came up behind me, bent me over, and plundered my sweet little rosebud anus once again. Bearing down with my inside muscle pushed him over the edge, and for the second time, I felt the flow of his hot sperm into my arse. We relaxed and settled back down, sitting on the yard and cuddled up together watching the sea and night sky from aloft as my ass slowly leaked sperm, a delicious feeling. Before we knew it, the watch was due to change and guess who was being searched for? Andy slid down first, and I followed a few minutes later at about 0350 hours just before Red Watch came on. There were a few startled looks as this ruffled girl with just a T-shirt, thong, and safety harness sauntered innocently back to the forecastle. Tim was still fast asleep, so I climbed up onto of him in his bunk snuggled down, and he sleepily said: "Ooooh Babe, what's up?" I smiled and in a dreamy voice said, "I just fucked the 1st Mate on the Topgallant yard, he was creamy dreamy. Mmmmm, my arse is so full." Tim woke up enough to slide his finger through my crack, still slippery with cum. When he reached my rosebud, its slightly open state and the extra wetness to be felt there confirmed that what I had said was true, and this was not a dream. He very gently caressed the outside of my opening before inserting a finger two knuckles deep into my sore bum. We fell asleep like that. Nestled together, his finger in his wife's arse, wet with another man's cum. When we docked the next day, a rumor was going around about a great shore party that was being arranged. The party was being held at a small olive farm owned by a couple of Brits just outside the town. A rambling old farmhouse is situated amongst the olive groves. Its old stone walls are under a red tile roof with all sorts of shady nooks and crannies to hide in. With five acres of land, we would not be seen. Blue Watch tried to casually saunter off the ship that evening looking as innocent as they could, but the group attracted the attention of Andy Mac. The First Mate stopped Mistral and said, "Shore leave for you is canceled! That is unless I get to come to this "Party" that I have heard a rumor about?" Mistral smiled and said, "You won't be able to walk after I have had you a few times. Come on big boy, get your togs and bring some wine as well." The farm turned out to be a mile walk, so we were all ready for a drink when we, at last, got there. Christine and Gordon, our hosts, greeted us all and shepherded the group into an enormous kitchen with a large table groaning under the bottles of red wine and food waiting to be consumed. Outside, lights had been strung around the garden, and music was playing softly in the background. Andy Mac smiled at Mistral and tried not to look as nervous as he felt. The anticipation of a swinging party was giving him butterflies, and his hand shook holding his drink. More people arrived, and groups were circulating getting to know each other. Most couples were still together, waiting for the ice to melt and the fun to start. The evening was hot and sultry, so most girls had little on - just a dress or something thin and silly to go with the party mood. Mistral glanced at Tim smiled and said, "We need to get things going else we will be here all night." Tim replied, "Come, lover, dance with me." Mistral melted into his arms, and they glided together to a slow smoochy number. Tim was playing with her hair and running his fingers gently down her back. He slowly hoisted up her skirt so he could play with her sweet rounded cheeks, pulling the little thong she was wearing tighter into the crease of her bottom. As they turned, Mistral noticed a threesome was watching her with a predator's gleam in their eyes. The man and woman of the couple were stroking the extra girl's arms, but all eyes were on Mistral's bottom! The threesome came over and joined in the dance as a five-some rocking gently together. Without so much as a hello, the extra girl leaned into Mistral and kissed her gently on the lips. Her tongue gently probed into her mouth, asking rather than insisting on penetration. Mistral shuddered and kissed back, opening up and exploring the girl's tongue. The man came around behind Mistral and slid his hands onto her breasts, pushing them out into the open from the deep vee in her neckline. The girl's hands were finding their way down the curve of Mistral's tummy to the secret garden that was starting to flood. Mistral glanced at Tim, who was wrapped around the man's wife. They were entwined and getting naked together as fast as they could. He looked over, smiled at Mistral, and then picked up the woman and started kissing her nipples till they were standing tall and hard. The woman wrapped her legs around Tim, reached down to harden his cock with some stokes of her hand, ready to get him inside her. She then rubbed the head of his cock through her slit to lubricate it and then sank down with him as deep inside as far as she could get him into her. They started rocking in time looking like a tree standing in a stiff breeze. "Oh, you have a lovely cock! I am Carol!" "Lovely tight cunt, sweet as a nut! I am Tim." "Don't talk, just fuck," she replied. The movements got quicker. Mistral leaned back against the man and let the third girl's lips explore her pussy. She reached behind and felt the probing penis exploring her bottom crack. "I am Thom, this is Jenny. I know you are Mistral off the boat Nancy-Jane," he said. Mistral replied, "It's a Tall Ship, not a boat. Anyway, who cares, get that cock ready. I want you inside me, and Jenny on my face. Let's find some space somewhere." More couples had followed their lead and were kissing, caressing, and getting together with groups and couples as clothes were shed. Hands and lips were exploring new friends and new bodies. In the next room, Mistral found a large table, and she slid onto it, opening up her legs to Thom and pulling his head into her pussy, demanding attention for her clit. Thom slid her legs over his shoulders and gained access to the perfumed garden, opening up a flower of love to drink her nectar. Her clit was burning with lust, demanding satisfaction. Jenny hopped up onto the table and squatted over Mistral's face, guiding her pussy into Mistral's demanding lips. The strong musky female smell was all over her face and senses. Thom moved away and then she felt him starting to push into her pussy. Thom was bigger than she had had for a while, and the gentle stretching heightened Mistral sensations. "I want that up my arse next," she thought to herself as Thom established a rhythm, thrusting into her like a slow heartbeat which built upon itself as their passion increased. Jenny felt arms lift her off Mistral's face, and she knelt, bending over Mistral. A penis, hard as a shaft of steel, impaled her from behind. Her head was forced onto Mistral's breasts where her tongue was satisfying itself, tantalizing the hard nipples, joggling in time to the motion. Thom could not hold on long and quickened up his pace. Thrusting faster and faster, with a big sigh and a deep thrust, he pumped himself empty into Mistral's belly. "Sorry, I never last the first one. Can you wait for me to get it up again?" Thom pleaded. "Oohhh, I need to fuck now and fuck hard," Mistral pouted. "I am desperate to cum, it seems like weeks since we had fun." Mistral slid under Jenny and ran her tongue along the big cock sliding in and out of Jenny's wet pussy. She licked the man's balls and tasted the wetness and salty drips. Her finger found its way inside his anus and probed for a rounded walnut hiding inside. She found it and started to massage his prostate gently. The man went yelped and started thrusting madly, desperate to fill Jenny with his pleasure. A double shudder and a deep thrust, and he was filling her beautiful hole to the brim. The man pulled out and flopped down beside Jenny, starting to go limp. Jenny and Mistral looked at each other, and Mistral said, "Fuck. We have not cum yet, so get your head down there and suck me dry and make me cum." They turned together, and 69'd their way to the first orgasm of the night. As it built inside them, her eyes closed and she abandoned herself to pure pleasure, excluding everything other than concentrating on the building waves that ran up from her feet to her head. All her body glowed with pleasure. Her skin was getting ultra-sensitive, her nipples were untouchable, and her clit was about to explode. Mistral hyperventilated, deliberately getting too much oxygen into her system. That pushed her wildly over the edge, and she blacked out as the first waves of her orgasm ravished her body. This released Jenny's orgasm, and they held to each other as an anchor in the sexual storm that had taken them. As they came down from their high, they looked around, fascinated at the activities going on around them. One woman had covered herself with olive oil and was sliding on the man beneath her. Another man on top was thrusting into her as hard as he could. Mistral realized the man underneath was inside her pussy, and the one on top was thrusting himself into her arse while grasping her heavy breasts and tugging her hair. The man beneath cried out, "My wife is a dirty bitch, she should be spanked!" A resounding slap followed, and the woman said, "Harder! I am a dirty bitch!! Harder! Spank me now, spank this dirty bitch! It makes me cum!" The man inside her bottom could not hold it and pumped deep into her arse. He pulled out, and she then turned around still with her husband inside her pussy and started sucking the slippery semi-hard cock that had been inside her back passage a second before. She relished the taste of herself and all that salty semen dripping off him. Four men who had lost their partners to another group were watching wide-eyed. The woman looked at them and said, "Two at a time. One inside my pussy, and one in my arse. After you cum, let me suck you. I can take all of you one after the other." The four had finished. The woman's gaping holes were running rivers of sperm. Their dicks were clean and dry from her taking them in her mouth one after another after each had dumped their sperm in her. The husband and friend were hard again. They went back inside her, one in each hole, taking her from one orgasm to the next, getting noisier and noisier with each one. The spanks got harder, and her ample bottom was red with white wheals looking really sore. Mistral could not believe her eyes. Can that much pain be pleasurable she wondered? The woman's moans and the look in her eyes answered that yes, for this dirty slut, it was what she craved. Mistral went into the next room, and to her surprise, Tim was standing in the middle with Andy Mac kneeling in front of him sucking a nearly hard cock back to life. She giggled and said to them, "That's a first. Tim, are you going bi?" "You like it?" Tim said. "I thought I would try it after fucking that woman first in her pussy then up her arse. She was as tight as anything. I don't think she has had children yet, and her arse is new territory for her. I needed help getting it back up again." In the middle of the room was a pile of rugs and cushions where a group of 10 or 12 men and women were entwined and pleasuring any part they could reach. Like a great big animal of pleasure - no distinct boundaries, just hands, lips, pussies, cocks, and tongues pleasuring whatever could be reached. Mistral pulled Tim and Andy Mac over and rolled into the middle of the group, and allowed her senses to be overwhelmed. As her lust overtook her, she was aware of fingers inside her, cocks inside her, and lips finding secret pleasure she had never experienced before. Within two hours, she had fucked herself into oblivion and passed out, only to wake in the early hours as a tongue started to probe her swollen and sore pussy. Mistral groaned "Andy, I am too sore, and God, we have to walk back to the ship. Oh no, my legs won't make it!" More to tell when we get back to the ship! Love, Mistral Wind

OK, so the wife and I have previously and do currently write many of our fantasies out rather well, IMO. Wanted to post one of them here but after reading the rules found we are limited to truth and fact. Whatever! But while in Vegas this week she gave me a little true story I can tell. Now before you waste your time reading this thinking it’s a 'first time' story it is not. But it’s the closest we have come and the hottest couple of hours I have sweated through in a while. Now to set this up let me first explain her fantasies are mainly about rough sex, fantasy rape, male domination, or basically being forced to do what deep down she really wants to do. She is submissive, and I am dominant. I also share her fantasies but at a much more perverse or dirty level, shall we say. So after spending the whole day in three different Vegas sex superstore emporiums buying every nasty thing we ever wanted, we somehow ended up discussing fantasy and the fact that we were in Vegas. I also felt it was the right time to again tell her how much I would love to see her act out many of those fantasies. I not only thought it was ok, but would find as much enjoyment in it as she would, and reassured her she could not do anything that would upset me, if she wanted it. Hell I even challenged her to try! It was our last day in Vegas. And remember, “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.” She later said she would do something naughty tonight when we went out to a nightclub in the Casino we were staying in. I was doubtful, but excited, so let’s skip three hours forward to the nightclub… We had been dancing and drinking a little and after an hour found ourselves upstairs looking down on the dance floor, people watching and having a great time. She had this shirt on that not only showed ½ her tits, but it split them with a shiny string of silver and diamond strands that caught the light, along with all men’s eye’s from across the room. She was also wearing a pair of skintight black slacks that exposed her g-string if she bent over in the slightest. I told her how hot it would be to sit up here and watch her flirt on the dance floor and tease the men, allowing them to grope her and press their cocks into her as they tried to get her to their room, or better yet, into our room, and out of those pants. She gave me the same look she always did, the “NO” look but before she could speak I placed her hand on my hard cock and looked her in the eye’s and told her again how she had a free pass to do ANYTHING she wanted, and to not even think twice. I assured her if she did anything I was bothered by I would let her know, and again dared her to make me jealous. “OK”, she said with a smile. Like the Grinch’s heart on x-mas day, my dick grew three sizes in three seconds. “Holy Shit” I thought. But “YES”, she saw the evil look on my face and quickly said, “I am just going to stand there, if someone interesting asks me to dance I will, but no promises.” More than enough for me. Sounded something like, allowing me to put just the head in, the prelude to getting fucked. As she left I told her again to be as sluttish and dirty as possible. “Make me mad”, I joked as she shook her ass down the stairs. The first 20 minutes were rather pathetic. She stood far from the dance floor, bought her own drink, looked at the floor, looked at her phone, or her watch unless she was declining a dance or a drink offer, which she got a lot of. I had already gone down once and told her she may wanna try being slightly approachable, smile, accepting at least 1 drink or perhaps stand on the dance floor and “DANCE!” She at least made it to the dance floor but was only being approached by “limp dicks” lacking confidence and control of the conversations they attempted. As I could see all the guys watching her, and her turning everyone attempting down, I decided to teach them how to properly approach and command her attention. It was not hard to get, but could not be asked for, it had to be taken. I danced up to her from across the room and pulled her into me. I held her lower back and as I joked slowly slid my hands down her ass until she was laughing and I was squeezing each cheek tightly. I asked if I could buy her a drink as she still had a ½ a cup in her hand, she declined the same way she did everyone else, by raising her cup to which I took from her hand and without saying a word carried to the bar where I got her another, which I gave her with a cocky smirk. I again slapped her ass and told her she better do something naughty soon to someone soon or else I would have someone do something naughty to her, and then at that point she had no say in how naughty. I walked away and by the time I made it back upstairs and looked down I saw she was already talking and laughing with some young gentleman that wasted little time following my lead. “What a sneaky prick” I thought. My dick was throbbing with every smile his comments produced. The more she seemed to be actually interested, the more she seemed unaware of my presence and the more I wanted her to forget all her inhibitions and be my slut. She could have dropped to her knee’s and swallowed his wad right there and I would have applauded. She was giddy, talking with her arms and laughing, like a schoolgirl trying to get laid, at everything he said. As they talked, they had to lean into each other due to the music being so loud, and after each comment they leaned back a little less until they were pretty much ear to mouth, shoulder to shoulder, his arm around her waist. I could not take it and had to get closer. So I crept in the shadows until I was at a table right behind them. If she had my mind, we would be in trouble. Then I almost fucked myself where I stood when I noticed his arm was not around her waist, but on her ass, which he rubbed with each comment. And, to my utter disbelief, she allowed it and even welcomed it. I have never been so hot for her EVER! The minutes seemed like hours as my mind raced with the possibilities and the consequences: Could I really do this, rather be ok with her physical if not intellectual desire for another man? –YES- Is the main and most exciting fantasy I have known about to be a “been there done that” and what sick twisted replacement will replace it? –Cheating with permission- I have to be sure as this is not an easy thing to forget, her fucking and sucking another man because “she wants to” –The more she wants to, the more I want her to- A year ago I would have been full of rage, jealousy and insecurity at what I saw. I would have yelled and cried out and stopped this. –Jealousy, such a waste of emotion- I quickly, then slowly, ipped my rum and coke, took a deep breath, examined penis, yep, it was still hard. Perfect, now all I could do was relax and let her do whatever, everything, or somewhere in between but hopefully, it stretches her holes and makes her scream! As I stroked myself to the thought, I noticed her ass break contact from his hand and wiggle towards the bathroom. I followed thinking, “This is it. She is going to ask, and I’m going to make her beg to take him in her mouth.” I almost left without her, good thing I didn’t. When we met I attacked her, telling her how bad she was, and how I saw her allow his advances and hands. She started to get upset and defensive and I placed her hand on my rock hard dick and again reassured her of my desire for her to continue, telling her I want to see her on her knee’s dodging his explosions. “Lets go”, she said. “WHAT?” I thought, but said, “OK”. We talked about how hot she was, how hot the whole situation was and how much I wanted her and she shared her details the whole walk to our room. In my excitement, we had forgot to get a lighter which we remembered as we entered the room. I always run the “honey-do” but she stopped me, and insisted on going. “That was odd”, I thought, but never the less, agreed. The whole time she was gone I hoped she would return, not with a lighter, but a cock, 2, 3 or a hell of a story. I was on the edge of my seat as the door opened, in she walked, alone… I could not help but be mad. How long could someone who “WANTS” what I offered her, hold out and for why? How many times have my fantasies been refused or morphed into hers due to her hang-ups? How many times will I threaten her with punishment and let it slide? Probably a lot, but tonight was not going to be one of them. She was blindfolded and put in a leatherneck tie that had a leather strap that came down the middle of her back with 2 wrist restraints that I tightened around her wrists. I put a ball gag in her mouth and threw her face down on the bed. 4 limbs, 4 corners of the bed, and each were connected, holding her firmly, face down, spread eagle. “I warned you. Now you’re getting fucked my way, by whoever and as many as I want.” I spanked her ass as I threatened her, but we both knew these were not threats. I threw all the toys on the bed between her legs as I silently left the room. No shoes, shirt unbuttoned, holding my belt less pants as I ran to the elevators. Then I ran across the entire casino back to the club. “He would get to take out his blue balls she left him with when she snuck off”, I thought. I jumped the velvet ropes like OJ {before the bloodlust} and threw open the doors to the club to light that hurt my eyes, and the sound of vacuum cleaners and chairs being stacked. “Shit!!” I then ran all the way back to the main entrance/lobby where cabs picked up and dropped off. I just knew his ass was going to be there and I was going to make all our nights! As I ran to the doors to go outside towards the cabs, he was entering. I found him. But I also found some weak emotion I rarely have. Fear. I tried to talk, but my lips did not move and we passed each other. Walking further in opposing directions. “I only needed a second”, I thought and quickly did a 180 and ran after him shouting, “Sir,” “Sir,” “Do you have a second?” “Yeah?” he replied, puzzled and frightened look on his face. “Were you at the club tonight, just a little while ago?” “No”, he replied. “NO??” “No.Why?” “Were you or not?” I tried to smile and seem friendly, as I was bigger and more intimidating than he was by far. “Ummm, no. But why? No I was not”, and he turned and quickly speed walked away. I could only smile, thinking shit like that happens for a reason and chalked it up to him probably seeing me grab her at the bathrooms and quickly leaving, thinking I must be her jealous boyfriend out for vengeance. “What a Maroon!!” I walked back to the room disappointed, opened the door, grabbed a handful of her hair and as I pulled her ear to my mouth, told her just how close she was to getting tag teamed and used for pleasure by me and another man. As I slid my dick in her from behind, I told her next time she better do a better job of picking a man, since that’s what I needed to give her the fucking I had planned for her. Not some chicken shit afraid to even admit he was in the building, palming my slut’s ass. I guess she left him there for a reason, she promises to not leave empty handed again, and I will have a backup plan just in case….

This weekend, we went to our favorite nudist/lifestyle resort {Pleasure Grove} and met a couple who were experienced at flogging. We had met this couple before, and had heard that he was an excellent teacher. We watched a bit and A {wife} decided to learn more about it. To begin with, she was a bit nervous and expressed a desire to see how it felt, but was not interested in pain. So, he proceeded to show her the different types of floggers {leather, deer, elk, mink skin, etc.}. She picked out one and explained what she was looking for {more of a stimulation than pain}. She climbed onto the cross and held onto the restraints {she was not bound or tied in any way}, while he started with the softest touch. It didn't take long for her to really start getting into the stimulation of the flogging. She said it felt like a massage, and the sound the leather made when slapping against her ass was highly erotic. Then she turned around and he began on her breasts with gentle strokes. He worked up to harder strokes on her nipples, because she asked him to. At each level, he asked if she was enjoying herself {you could tell by the moans and knees buckling that she was almost to the point of cumming} and did not progress unless she asked for him to. I respected and trusted him for this. While this was highly stimulating for her, watching was incredibly erotic for me. I became extremely hard, and couldn't wait for him to finish, so I could enjoy hot sex with my wife. After she came down from the cross, she was extremely wet and ready. The look in her eyes told me she was in sheer ecstasy. This was one of the most incredible turn-ons, and I can't wait to learn more, so I can be the master. In the very beginning, I was apprehensive and had no idea that she would be interested in flogging. It wasn't something we'd ever discussed. It just happened on the spur of the moment. Wow! This lifestyle has opened so many doors for us, and we remain open to new experiences. Mr. & Mrs. D

My husband and I have been swinging for about a year and a half. The couple involved in this story was one of our first couples and ones we play with every few weeks. It is an absolutely true story. Picture this . . . two women, D & L, naked, their clothes strewn along one wall of the dimly-lighted room. They kneel on the bed, blindfolded and each with wrists handcuffed. They are face to face, their soft and bare breasts touching, their lips occasionally meeting for a kiss, tongues flicking in an effort to taste the steamy passion of the other. Arms stretched above their heads and chained to the ceiling on a single eye hook, they await what the men will do to them next. They did not have to wait long before they feel the harsh sting of a paddle and the subtle and erotic swish of leather on a cat-of-9-tails striking them on their bare asses. The sounds of the blows are joined by the sounds of the whimpering and moaning of the women. Every minute or so, the men stop the flogging to test each woman for her “wetness” by sticking a finger between her legs. The flogging stops and D is released from the ceiling chain and told to lie down. One man spreads her thighs, and L is released from the ceiling and her mouth led to the warm and welcoming moist pussy of D. Eagerly, hungrily L’s tongue flicks D’s clit as she moans in delight. L forms her lips into a small circle to surround the swelling clit and sucks in and releases, sucks and releases, then goes back to flicking her tongue. She pauses long enough to spread the labia open wide and feel with her tongue the hot kernel buried between the soft layers of dripping wet flesh. In the meantime, there is a man with a hard cock at each side of D, who is dutifully sucking and licking one then turning to suck the other, and back again. The hips of the men are bucking hard into D’s mouth in turn and even using their hands to pull her skilled lips closer to their firm hot members. The men guide D and L to change places and the sucking and licking and moaning continue until the sheets are wet with cum and squirt and the room seems at least ten degrees hotter than is was before this all began. The blindfolds are removed and four bodies collapse into a sweaty mass on the bed, D and L in the middle, their arms around each other and the men on the outside {you know how “straight” men are!} Anyway, sleep came easy that night. Welcome to my world.

My name is Jon. I'm 35 years old, 6'1", 220 lbs, muscular, and a rock climber. I'm writing this story to chronicle one of the most amazing and risqué sexual experiences that I have ever known. I've been in a relationship with Darcie for about 6 years now - she is a VERY sexy 5'10" at 200 lbs. She is thick, but attractively so. She is 26 and has the most attractive, sexy head of red hair that I've ever seen. Think that you have heard enough about her? Think you have an idea of what she looks like and the type of person she is? Not on your life! Not by a long shot! During my years of sexual activity, I have seen a lot. I have taken part in several threesomes (only two of which included another male), been in several gang-bangs, given and received anal sex from previous female lovers, and honed my oral sex skills to, what I consider, WELL above average. All of my history proved to be helpful, but only a beginning to my love life with Darcie. We have a depth of connection and openness that not only allows us the freedom to enact every fantasy that crosses our overactive imaginations, but can also turn the most torrid and kinky sex acts into the most intimate and emotional proclamations of our love for each other. Just lately we have been playing with dominant / submissive fantasy role-play. It started all at once during some cuddling while we watched one of our movies from our "private library." I asked her to change the movie - while she was doing this, she experienced issues with our too old DVD player and could not get the movie started. I honestly don't know what came over me - but my anger flared like never before - I told her in a growling tone "Come on, hurry the fuck up!" Much to my surprise, her reaction was not a retort, but a nervous re-doubling of her efforts! My mind saw this as an opportunity, and when she continued to have problems with the DVD player, I pushed her roughly to the floor telling her to "get the fuck out of my way!" "I guess Daddy will have to pick up your slack!" Once the movie was playing, I told her that I thought of her inability to complete that simple task was unacceptable, inexcusable, and to be viewed hereafter as "disobedience - which will have to be punished." I couldn't believe these words were coming out of my mouth! But I could tell by her earnest, submissive, whining pleas that she would "be a good girl from now on", that my display of anger and dominance was a turn-on for her. I reached out, cat quick, and grabbed her wrist and led her to the couch. I sat down and gave her a wrist a yank, pulling her toward me and leaving her sprawled on my lap - her gorgeous ass thrust up, anxiously and submissively awaiting the new sensation of actual punishment from me. My head was spinning with ideas: should I pinch? Should I scratch? Beat or spank? I would spank, I decided, but should I use my hand or a belt? My unwillingness to take time out to find a belt won me over and I began to use my hand. 4 hard slaps connected with her left ass cheek with a sound that shattered the silence of the dark room. The feeling of power, combined with her whining, plus the site of her sexy ass as a red hand print became visible forced me so close to the edge of orgasm, that I felt light-headed and drunk with desire. I gently helped her up and held her to my chest. I told her that the punishment had "Put her back at square one" and that she had "paid the price for her transgression." Upon hearing the soft and loving tone I was using, she curled up and into my protective arms like a child. As I stroked her hair I gave her another admonition: "But make sure you take care to not disappoint me again." "Any further dawdling or disobedience would be punished quickly and severely." "I know that you are a good girl and that only occasionally you step out of line, but you need to remember not provoke Daddy." "To you, punishment stings, but when Daddy punishes you he gets very, very, turned on and his cock gets very hard - it would not be wise to temp Daddy to do something he ALREADY WANTS to do!" From that night on there was no telling what "Daddy" might force his little girl to submit to! Darcie and I live in a quiet, upscale apartment building on the upper north side, and it took us over a year of living there, being friendly and flirtatious, to identify other, like-minded couples interested in the same things we were. Finally we hit pay dirt! During this time Darcie would drop hints, from time to time, about how she might find it exciting if I were to "think outside the box" and pull something unexpected on her which she "might not agree to if only given the time to think about it." I though that sounded like a great idea! We had gotten to know Greg and Lucy over the past 6 months and were fairly regular with our invitations for them to come over for "something to loosen them up and then perhaps some movies" which usually ended with all four of us, sweaty and exhausted, from hours of masturbation while both couples watched the movie (and each other) exchanging fantasies and comments about the movie openly. This scenario was perfect for Darcie and I due to Darcie's inexperience and misgivings, at the time, about physical contact with another male. Greg said He loved to jack-off while watching either Darcie, I, or us both take on his wife - bringing her climax after climax. He truly did respect our wishes when it came to Darcie's limitations. This by no means meant that he wasn't attracted to Darcie. I would often catch him, staring at Darcie, as she spoke of one fantasy or another while she gazed at the movie playing, beautiful tits heaving, as she spoke of one kinky thought or another. I didn't care - in fact it was a turn-on - he was respecting her boundaries - and Darcie, I would remind myself, truly was a sexy bitch! Well, I spent an entire month planning for Darcie's "surprise." Greg and Lucy were to come over after Darcie's birthday party for an "after-hours party, it would truly be a night to remember - you see, I had taken Darcie's wish to heart: She was in for a trip outside the box! On that night - Darcie and I sat in the living room after her party, about ten minutes before Greg and Lucy were to arrive - I started caressing her pretty heavily - She asked me to wait for our company. This was exactly what I had hoped she would do...I lightly ran my fingers up her back until I reached her hair. I then changed my whole demeanor and cruelly grabbed a handful of hair, pulling her head back and delivering a forceful slap to her face with my other hand. She was obviously shocked and stunned into silence as I raised my finger, inches from her nose in a warning gesture. I said "Now you listen to me, you mouthy bitch!" "What Daddy wants is EXACTLY what you do!" "Daddy's approval is EVERYTHING to you!" I told her to be totally silent as I reached behind the couch and produced a bag I had placed there earlier. 15 minutes later my sexy "Little girl" was sitting in the middle of the floor on her knees with a ball gag in her mouth, a scarf over eyes, and her hands cuffed behind her, wearing nothing fishnet stockings and sheer undies. I called Lucy and Greg - they showed up in record time - their eyes nearly popped out at the site of my Darcie! It was pure joy watching how the site of Darcie affected them both! Lucy smiled to herself with some inner thought of her own and Greg's pants became tight, restraining his hardening dick - a monument to Darcie's sex appeal! I motioned them to sit as I laid out the rules of the night: 1) Nobody was to do ANYTHING to "The Toy" (Darcie) without my say-so. 2) From that point on, nobody but "The Bitch" (Lucy) would address, order or talk to "The Toy". 3) "The Bitch" was in charge of "The Toy" and all responsibility of "The Toy" belonged to "The Bitch", any disobedience from "The Toy” would be dealt with by "The Bitch" quickly and forcefully. 4) "The Toy" was not to look ANYONE directly, but was to gaze submissively downward as "The Toy" was not equal, but below everyone present. 5) "The Toy" was to speak only when spoken to, with eyes lowered. 6) Moans, squeals, or soft crying are acceptable as communication from "The Toy" - NO PLEADING. 7) As "The Toy" was under the control of "The Bitch", "The Bitch" was under the control of "Daddy" (Me) and would not be allowed to refuse or question ANY of "Daddies" orders. ? If Greg had any requests of the "Bitch" or "Toy" he would have to run them by "Daddy" for approval and permission to proceed. In the silence after stating the rules, I walked to the middle of the room to Darcie. I savored these last moments in which she had a name, an identity. In moments I would watch as my love would morph, in her mind as well as ours, into a tool - an instrument to use for self-gratification. She was trembling, sensing that someone was near, but unable to do or say anything about it. I crouched down, gently removed her blindfold, and whispered "Happy birthday, my love" into her ear, walked to the couch and sat down. With a flourish, I said "Let the games begin!"

"Hey honey could you help me a minute," Jane cried out to her husband. "Coming honey, what’s up?" Bill said. "I seemed to have missed a few spots," said Jane. As Bill entered the john, he saw her sitting on the tub rail holding a razor in her hand. Bill couldn’t help but admire his wife’s gorgeous shaved pussy. "I always have trouble shaving my beaver before going out to the club,” cried Jane. "Club Rules - all pussies to be shaved as smooth as a ‘baby ass’ for everyone to admire!" Bill laughed, as he took the razor and with a few quick strokes finished shaving Jane’s luscious pussy to perfection. "There you go, honey. The smoothest pussy at the ball!" He then reached down and gave Jane’s gaping luscious pink cunnee a little pat. "Thanks honey. I wish club rules made it easier on us girls,"Jane said. " I hate shaving my pussy, but you know what, I’m sure glad all the other girls shave too. Nothing like ogling a nice young twat all ‘spic and span’ and just waiting for a little attention. I can’t wait to get to the club tonight, I’m so fucking horny!!!!" as Jane ran her finger up and down the crack of her pulsing pussy, pausing briefly to insert her middle finger into her moist and now very aroused clit. “Owww! I can’t stop thinking of all that gorgeous pussy, just for the taking!" Jane hissed. "Now honey, be careful, you don’t want to cum now and spoil tonight’s action" Bill said. "Ah please Bill, just one little orgasm before we get there, Pleaseeeeeee!" Jane begged. "No way!" Bill said, "now be a tough little honey and I’ll make it up to you later! I promise!" Jane replied disappointedly, "Ok dear, I guess you’re the boss". "What time is it, Bill?" Jane asked, "I just remembered the cleaning lady said she couldn’t make it on time today and she was sending a replacement a bit later than usual." Bill replied, "It’s six o’clock and I want to be at the Club by 7 sharp. Is it a good time to have the place cleaned at this hour? "Just before we’re supposed to go out?" With that, the doorbell rang and Bill reluctantly answered the door. The cleaning lady turned out to be a young little 19 year old vixen that looked like she just got off the farm. Bill couldn’t help but notice that under her cleaning uniform, he could easily tell she had a body to die for! And so young looking! And, what tits! She had to have 36 D’s and her pencil erasure nipples were straining so hard against her tight fitting uniform. Jane finally spoke up, "Bill, will you stop gawking and invite the young lady in." "Oh, sorry. Step right in" Bill said. With that, Becky somewhat embarrassedly slid past Bill and into the apartment. "Sorry I’m a bit late, but I had trouble finding the right apartment" Becky said. "That’s OK, no problem. We are just on our way out. When you finish cleaning, just lock the door behind you." Jane replied. With that, Jane and Bill left for the club. "What a cutie!" remarked Bill. "Nice," agreed Jane as they drove down the street. Becky started her cleaning. After a while, Becky thought maybe I’d just look around and see what kind of interesting stuff she could find around here. This place is pretty clean anyway, as she started going through some drawers in the bedroom. It didn’t take her long to find some pretty interesting stuff! She spied a latex type dildo, about 10 inches long with a switch on it. She threw the switch and it scared the wits out of her! I’ve never seen one of these before! Some of the girls at school would brag about having one, but this is the first time I’ve ever seen one up close. And so big and real looking! How could it fit? I wonder what it feels like inside?? Becky was getting wetter by the second and gave the monster a little taste. Oh! I think I know where this thing has been before as she gave it another little lick. She lied down on the bed and began rubbing the huge dildo against her piping hot crotch and soon started twisting it back and forth and into the depths of her sopping wet young pussy. Becky then threw the switch and the giant dildo sprang to life and began sending vibrations of pleasure throughout her body! The dildo was so loud she didn’t hear the door as Jane and Bill returned to the apartment. They soon found Becky on the bed in the throws of passion, eyes closed squirming back and forth on the rigid pole. Bill’s prick immediately became rock hard and Jane had to hold onto Bill, as she felt weak-kneed looking at such an incredible horny sight. Soon, Becky saw them and screamed "Oh! I’m so sorry! I have never done this kind of thing before", as she threw the slimy sex toy onto the floor and crossed her legs together and trying to hide her lovely pussy. She was just so embarrassed and horrified at being caught! "Bill, will you leave us alone please" Jane said. "Can’t you see you’re embarrassing her!" With that, Bill left the room with a knowing grin and closed the door behind him. "Now Becky, I know you are sorry for going through my things, but don’t be sorry for pleasuring yourself. It’s only natural" Jane said. “Did it feel good inside you? Did you like how the vibrator causes the most craziest sensations??” "Oh yes!" cried Becky, almost embarrassed to tears. "I’ve never felt this good between my legs before." Jane asked "Do you have many boy friends, Becky?" "No, I like boys, but I really enjoy girls more,” Becky replied. “I really like to suck and nibble a girl’s tits and I especially like to lap a girl’s pussy and asshole. But boys, I stay away from them because I’m afraid of getting in trouble, if you know what I mean." “Do you mean to say you’re a virgin, Becky?" Jane asked. She answered sadly, "Yes." Janed continued, "You never had a boy play with your cunny before?" "Never!" said Becky, as Jane sat down next to her on the bed and began lightly running her fingers up and down her inner thighs. "I hate the way boys are only interested in one thing." Jane replied, "Yes, I know what you mean" as she continued to stroke Becky’s inner thighs, getting closer and closer to touching her steamy young cunt. Jane kept up her soothing words as she began to lightly touch Becky’s aroused and engorged waiting pussy! She soon had a finger inside her and then two fingers as she slowly pushed them deeper and deeper. Becky began undulating her hips and squeezing together her pussy lips as she got closer and closer to final relief. Jane then expertly removed her fingers and slowly began kissing the insides of Becky’s lily-white thighs, as she ran her tongue closer and closer to Becky’s waiting gash. "Ohhhhhhh! That feels so nice!!!!" cried Becky as Jane’s expert tongue found its mark and began sucking her clit in and out of her mouth. Becky soon had to let go and experienced the most amazing orgasm she had ever had as her hips involuntarily kept thrashing up and down over and over again! “Now, wasn’t that nice my dear child?” Jane asked. "Now stay here” Jane said as she got up to leave the room and closed and locked the door behind her. "Bill your not going to believe this, but that little snooping slut is a real virgin!” Jane said. "No way!" replied Bill. "I’m sure of it!"cried Jane. "Do you know what this means?" "If we can get her to the club tonight, we will become famous! The members haven’t defiled a real virgin in a blue moon! Everyone will be so excited to get his or her hands on such a delectable little tasty virgin!" "Oh, yessssss!” cried Bill as he stroked his stiff prick back and forth. Jane immediately dropped to her knees and grabbed his prick in her mouth and began sucking and stroking it. "Not all the way Bill! Sorrrryyyyy, but you have to save it, too, for tonight when you shoot your big load all over that slutty little virgin’s cunt!" Jane told him. A short time later, Bill yelled out to Jane, "I just got off the phone with Sal down at club and after what I told him about our little friend here, he’s sending the stretch limo to pick us up! Already we are starting to be treated like Royalty!” “Great!” Jane said. “Let me get her ready.” Jane unlocked the door and entered the bedroom finding Becky sound asleep lying on the bed. This bitch is so lazy! Jane thought. I’ll be sure to take care of that once and for all later. Becky finally woke up with a start and saw Jane and her husband standing next to the bed staring at her half-naked. Jane spoke first saying, "I brought you a little present" as she removed a shiny beaded trinket from her purse. "Here, we’re going to put this on", as she sat on the edge of the bed. But first be a real nice girl and show us your lovely big tits. Becky replied, "With your husband still here?" "Yes, my dear, he would like to see them in all their exquisite glory, as well." Jane said. “OK” said Becky as she somewhat embarrassedly slowly removed her uniform blouse and bra displaying her gorgeous mams. They stood proud and straight up despite their bulbous size and weight. Her nipples had to be at least an inch long springing from her quarter-sized areolae. "Here my dear these are called nipple clamps and I’m sure you’ll find them quite stimulating once we get them on you." Jane expertly attached each clamp onto each of Becky’s excited nipples. "Ohhhhh! They feel so good!" Becky cried. "Now let Mama tighten up the clamps a little bit more" Jane said. "Let me know if it hurts too much. A little pain will make you feel soooooooo goooood!" "Oh yes! I can feel you tightening them, it hurts so nice!" Becky moaned. Jane replied, "Now, when we want to make them feel even better, we just have to pull up or down on the silver beads that connect them, like this." "Ohhhhhhh! That feels so good!" said Becky. Now Bill could not control himself any longer as he said, "Let me give that a little tug", as he took the beads connecting Becky’s luscious tits and held them up high forcing Becky to lift her ass off the bed. Bill continued to pull up on the beads until she was now standing up on her toes moaning in exquisite pleasure and pain. As Bill held her tits high, Jane fell to her knees between Becky’s legs and sucked her cunt and quickly fingered it as fast as she could. Before Becky could reach her relief, Jane and Bill knowingly stopped their sex play to let Becky simmer on the edge of orgasm. Jane then said, "Now take off the rest of your clothes and put this nice robe on and we’re off for a nice ride in a real stretch limo." Bill opened the passenger door to the limo and Jane and Becky climbed in to meet two beautiful maidens one blond and the other a red head sitting in the spacious seats facing both of them. Both women were wearing only their nipple jewelry having shaved pussys, just like Jane. "Now it’s your turn Becky! Time to lose that pussy fur", as the two nymphs proceeded to shave her pussy with great care. Becky loved all the attention her cunny was getting and as the two naked maidens continued to shave her, she almost came close to another orgasm. The limo soon arrived at the club and they all exited from the covered garage directly into the large reception hall. Becky was lead to a large altar type structure up on the center of the stage and her robe was removed. She was then asked to walk naked up on stage for everyone's delight. Becky couldn’t believe she was doing this in front of so many people. She was soon joined by her two prior companions from the limo who proceeded to tie her to the top of the altar spread eagle, her arms and legs spread wide apart showing all her feminine charms. On stage, seated to the rear near a large red drapery, were a half dozen young beauties sitting on chairs watching the action and squirming in their seats with their fingers down their pants. Squeezing their legs together to pleasure themselves while lost in the exquisite sexual moment. The naked escorts, still only wearing their nipple jewelry, began escorting one lovely at a time from her seat up to the spread-eagled darling center stage. Then each beauty had her clothes ripped from body displaying her naked youthfulness for all to admire. Their sexy captors systematically forced each of their faces into the steaming and squirming hot pussy of the helpless virgin. Each pulled their face away covered in Becky’s joy juice, as the crowd roared its approval. Soon the audience proceeded to go up on stage to put their hands all over Becky’s beautiful body. Some men, their pricks in hand, jerked off, while others just looked on. Some of the women caressed her tits and pulled her nipple necklace causing both pain and pleasure to course through Becky’s prostrate body. Some more of the women as well as the men tongued her pussy bringing her exquisite pleasure, but no one was allowed to bring her to orgasm just yet, as that was left for the main event. That conclusive sex act that would change Becky from virgin forever!!! Then all in the audience began yelling, "Fuck her!" "Fuck her!" "Fuck her!" Over and over again, until a god like very tall male with an huge cock jumped up on stage and began pumping her pussy at a slow rhythmic pace. The crowd began chant "Fuck her!" and clap in rhythm to his deep penetrations. As the young man’s fucking pace sped up so did the crowds clapping and screaming until Becky and the young stud both climaxed dramatically together. The crowd then went wild tearing off each others clothes and fucking with wild abandon! THE END

I check in at our hotel and head up to the room. It's much bigger than I expected. It's got an amazing view of the city. There's a king size bed, a whirlpool, a small kitchenette, and a full living room. I walk into the bathroom to put my things away and see the extra large shower with a little seat on one end. Ideas are already swimming through my head about all the things we can do in this confined space. I walk to the refrigerator and put in some groceries I bought. After seeing what you can do in video streams, I figured I'd get some groceries and drinks since there was very little chance we'd want to leave the room. In fact, I was pretty much betting on the two of us leaving dehydrated, a little chaffed, and very well fucked. I sit on the couch and turn on the TV. I don't even know what I'm watching because I'm staring at the clock. I'm watching the hands slowly, almost painfully, move. "She should be here any minute" I think. I already feel my restrictive pants getting tighter. "My god! I've never even met her before! How can she have this effect on me?" Then I realize... "Oh yeah, she's hot... She's unbelievably fucking hot..." My cell phone dings and it's a message from you. There's nothing but an address and two words... "I'm hungry." I text back asking what's up, but the only reply is, "Go now. I'm waiting." So, I go. I get to the address and it's a restaurant. I immediately recognize you and see those beautiful eyes just piercing me. I get a little weak in the knees, but manage to walk over. You're sitting on one side of a booth in the very back corner of the restaurant. It's a little secluded, but very romantic. As I approach, you stand up and come over to hug me. You hold me for much longer than a typical greeting hug. I feel your breath on my chest and squeeze you tight. We don't say much and we sit down. The waiter comes over for drink orders and as he's talking, I feel your foot sliding up my leg. After the waiter leaves, you look at me and say, "You're wearing jeans... I thought this was our weekend to play." I look at you with a puzzled expression and you slide your fork off the table. You ask me to slip under the table to get it. As I lean down, I see you've hiked up your dress with nothing underneath. As I take a moment to stare, your hand comes down and two fingers slip inside of you. The waiter returns and I jump up with your fork. He takes it from me and says he'll get a new one. Once he leaves again, you look at me and say, "So, what do you have?" I chuckle and say, "Well, it's kind of stuck in these jeans... I wasn't planning on..." "I want to see it! I want to play... with you!" So, like silly teenagers, I move to your side of the table and you tell me to slip off my pants. "Here?! Now?!" You tap on the long tablecloth and say, "No one will know..." The waiter comes back to take our order and once he leaves, I unclasp my belt and slide my pants down a little. Your hand slides over and grabs my cock. It grows in your hand instantly. From two inches to seven in about three seconds. You nuzzle into my side and whisper, "I've been wanting this for a long time." I put my arm around you and we chat a little as you stroke my cock. You ask if I'm going to cum anytime soon. I say I need a little encouragement since it's kind of an awkward setting. You take my arm from around you, slide it down, and press two of my fingers into you. Immediately, I feel the pressure building. Your pussy is so warm and wet. I slide my fingers up and begin to rub your clit. You stop me and say, "No! That's encouragement for ME to cum... Right now, I want yours..." I slip my fingers back inside you and slowly curl them a little, feeling the soft, moist, warm walls of what will later be milking my dick of every drop of cum. Just feeling you from the inside has made things happen. I lean over and tell you I'm going to cum. You start rubbing my penis back and forth, but also rub across the head, too. As I cum, I hear you giggle and can only imagine that I just came all over your hand because of how you were rubbing the head. You look around and seeing that no one is looking, you bring your hand up. While I didn't drench your hand with my semen, I see several dribs and drabs of cum here and there. You take your hand up to your mouth and lick my cum off like you're eating the nectar of the gods. With my fingers still inside you, I also feel you clench down on my fingers with surprising force every time your tongue touches my creamy essence. After you finish, you look at me with those gorgeous eyes. They've got a glimmer of sly perversion and you say, "I've wanted to taste you since the first video where I saw you cum." I slip my fingers from inside of you and go to bring them to my mouth. You stop me and whisper, "If that's what you want, you're going to have to get it directly from the tap... So, just hold on, Baby. You can have all you want later." You seem to be taking control of the whole situation. While it's making me a little uncomfortable, it's also a huge turn on. I slide my pants back up just as our food arrives. We share our meals with one another and have relatively normal conversation. It's like the last fifteen minutes didn't even really happen. After dinner, we head to the hotel. As we walk in, you start to speak. I'm not sure what it is that you're about to say, but your tone had that "control" in it. Before you could get out more than a few words, I grab you, press you against the wall, and kiss you. My tongue darts around your mouth and then settles into rolling around yours. Once we find our French kiss groove, we stand there for minutes... maybe hours... Being this connected to you feels so spectacular. This isn't just play. This is comfort. Feeling needed. Feeling wanted. No hands roam. We're just content to be connected. After what seemed to be an eternity of making love with our mouths, we separate. You step into the bathroom and tell me you'll be right back. I head over to the bed and lay down. Suddenly, the bathroom door cracks open and I hear the shower running. You lightly ask, "Would you like to join me?" Then I hear the shower door slide closed. You didn't even wait for a response. To be coy, I wait a few minutes. I figure it's good for you to build up a little extra desire. Of course, the entire time, I'm fighting the urge to just run in and take you. But after a few minutes, I wander into the steamy bathroom and strip. I slide back the frosted door and there you stand, nude. Beautifully nude and awe inspiring. Being a cheeseball, I make a silly remark... "Wow, I'd always heard of the beauty of Canada, but I didn't think they were talking about a person!" You giggle and pull me in. As the water flows over both of us, we explore each others' bodies with our hands as we kiss and hold one another. After awhile, you step back a little and grab some shampoo. You begin your regular showering routine and we talk a little about how amazing it is that we're finally together. As you wash yourself, you turn around and hand me the washcloth asking me to do your back. I do and then you hold out your left hand on the right side of your body as if asking for the washcloth. As I hand it to you, you say, "Hold me." I wrap my arms around you from behind. You feel my cock rest between your butt cheeks and begin lightly gyrating your hips. You lean forward and rest one hand on the shower seat. The other hand comes from between your legs to grab my dick. You slowly maneuver it to your pussy and then push back against me. As my cock slides into you, I feel the heat, the moisture, and the tensing of your muscles. You slowly rock back and forth feeling me plunge deep into you and then withdraw. Our rhythmic motion is making you moan and squeal. My penis tenses over and over as it feels every soft ridge inside of you. After only a few minutes, you move forward to disengage and stand up. You face me and say, "This would be so much more fun if I could see you." We leave the shower and move to the bed where I lay you down, climb on top of you, and lean down until my lips meet yours. As I rest on my elbows, my fingers stroke your hair, trace the outlines of your ears, and stroke your face. I slide down a little and begin kissing your neck, occasionally licking softly and sucking. You move quickly and say, "No hickies!" I roll my eyes as I respond, "What are we, 15?" You move back and tilt your head again to allow me full access. As I work on your neck, your fingers lightly dance around on my back and I can feel the heat of you as my penis dangles above your twat. I occasionally dip my pelvis so that the head of cock intrudes into the crease of your legs while pressing firmly against your clit. With every dip, I feel your nails press into me just a little more. You try to open your legs, but mine are in the way and I whisper, "No no, baby. You took charge in the restaurant. My turn." You try to open your legs again as you thrust upward to chase my retreating cock. I squeeze my legs tighter and lightly bite your neck. Not enough to really hurt you, but enough to give a light pierce of pain and let you know I'm serious. I slide down and begin kissing your breasts. I don't head directly for the nipple although it's my ultimate goal. I kiss outlines and playfully bite at your big, gorgeous tits. I shift my weight and bring my left hand up to cup your breast. As I squeeze a little, your nipple seems to get harder and more prevalent. Maybe it's a physiological response of your body and maybe it's just my mind focusing in on what I want because I want it so bad. I lean down and kiss your nipple after tracing your areola with my tongue. With the moisture from my tongue still glistening, I lightly blow and then I know it's you, not me. Your nipple stiffens further and perks up as if to beg for more. I press my warm mouth down and the contrast of warm against cold makes you flinch. Your legs twist a little and I know you felt it through your entire body. You grab my head to force me to look at you before you whisper, "I want you... now." "You need to wait, love..." is my only response. I continue to molest your left breast and then proceed to work on the right one. As I do, I dip my pelvis again and realize how much you want me. Unlike before, there was no resistance as my penis slipped into the crease. I could tell you were sopping wet and ready, but I had to make sure. I shift my weight again and remove my legs from blocking yours on either side. I slide my fingers down and begin to feel a slickness. My god, sopping wet is an understatement. I slide my fingers into you and I feel you tense a little as you let out one of the most yearning moans I've ever heard. With a slight crack in your voice as if you're about to cry, I hear you whisper, seemingly to yourself, "Please just fuck me... Please, baby..." I slide your legs apart and position myself betwixt them. I see something in your eyes. I'm not sure what it is, but then I realize it. I lean down, kiss your beautiful lips, and say, "You can be on top next time." With that, I slowly start to press myself inside you. You're so hot and wet that I'm sliding in easily, but you're also surprisingly tight. Your own slippery moisture isn't making it much of a challenge to penetrate you and after a moment, I've pressed my full seven inches into you. At the realization that I was fully inside you, your body goes partially limp as if to exhaustedly say, "Thank god! Finally!" You look up at me and smile I as I begin moving back and forth inside you. You wrap your legs around me and occasionally squeeze whenever I hit a more sensitive area. I can also feel you contracting and relaxing your pussy as if to milk my cock in anticipation for every drop of cum I've got within me. As we make love, our eyes never break contact. I can see that you're getting the attention and appreciation you need. In your eyes, I can see what could almost be described as gratitude, but in mine, you see the same thing because it's almost an honor to be inside a woman as amazing, vibrant, and sensual as you... I rock back and forth for what feels like a sensual and very passionate eternity. Soon, your hands move up and grasp my shoulders. Your moans become louder, your squeals become harder, your grip intensifies, your legs tighten... I feel you moving below me, matching my gyrations and as your back arches, your fingers begin to squeeze with intense pressure. You let out a scream of pleasure and I quicken my pace as best I can with your legs wrapped tightly around me. I do my best to push my cock into you as deeply as I can and as hard as I can to intensify your orgasm. I continue pounding into you until your body goes limp. At that point, I slow to a normal pace and your eyes, still locked on mine, twinkle with satisfaction. You look up at me and whisper, "Are you going to cum for me baby? I want it. I want it so bad!" I tell you I'm close. You tell me exactly what I want to hear. "Cum inside me, baby. Cum hard. Fill me. Fill me up, baby." With that, my light moans become louder and I feel the iminent explosion. I push into you harder and harder as my cock pulsates. And finally, I unleash a torrent of cum inside you. With our eyes still locked, I see you smile as if I'd just given you a gift. You slide your hands down and rest them on your pubis overlapping one another. You slyly say, "I love feeling the rush of cum inside me." I lay next to you and wrap your naked body against my side with your head resting on my chest. It's Friday night and the evening has begun well. Despite being much more than one, like a typical woman, you ask, "So, what are you thinking?" I roll my eyes and laugh. My response, "I'm wondering what you'd like to try this weekend?" As usual, you say, "Your choice." "No no no, Love, your choice! I want you to experience the things you're interested in. I came here for you and part of that is to indulge you in your fantasies, so either you tell me what you want or maybe I should just go home." You look at me with an expression of outrage, but realize that my leaving is a completely empty threat. How could I leave? How could I leave you and all the pleasures you offer? You start telling me some of your ideas in cute and playful terms, but I stop you. "No, Baby... We just made love. We didn't fuck. Now is the time to fuck, so now is the time to really tell me what you want like the filthy explorer you yearn to be this weekend." Looking somewhat aroused, but a little disappointed, you quietly ask, "Will we make love again?" I smile and say, "Of course... Making love is always a great way to start and a great ending to a wonderful weekend." You smile ear to ear and say, "Well good. But until then, I want to try everything. I want to suck your cock and eat your cum. I want you to eat my pussy until I gush across your face. I want to feel you in my ass as I play with myself. And... I... *sigh*" "What baby? What do you want?" You look a little embarrassed, but manage to spit it out after a long speech about why. "So, you said you're kind of a cum freak. And you mentioned something in one of your stories. And I love to see shooting cum." "Yes?" "Um, I want you to cum inside me and on my pussy. I want one squirt outside and the rest inside me." "OK, I can try." "Good, because after that, I want you to eat me." "Wow. I haven't done that in a long time, but your wish is my command, Love." The continued look of embarrassment fades from your face and is replaced with a sort of triumphant grin. While we're nowhere near exhausted from our lovemaking, we end up falling asleep while cuddling. A few hours later, around 11 PM, I awake to an interesting sensation. I look at you with your head on my chest and see that you're still asleep. However, your hand is stroking my cock and you're whimpering, "Yes, Baby... I love it... Please don't stop..." I'm not sure if you're dreaming and talking in your sleep or if you're being playful and you're trying to wake me up and a very adorably sexual way. Your leg is wrapped over mine and I can feel that you're very very wet again. I stroke your hair and you flinch. I'm still not sure if you were really awake, but you look up, see me, and smile. You squeeze my cock and say, "You must be ready for more, huh?" I just smile and kiss your forehead. You pull back the covers and slide out of bed saying, "Me too" as you head to the little kitchen for a glass of wine. When you get back, you find me fully clothed and stand there in a little disbelief. The puzzled look on your face matches the words that come out of your mouth, "What the fuck are you doing?" "Get dressed, let's go get a drink. Then we can come back and play a little more. Since we slept for a few hours, it's still really early for us!" You groan about it a little, but you obey and get dressed. We head across the street to what appears to be an adult bar. As we step in, we see people who are pretty well dressed and everyone is about our age. We sit at the end of the bar and order our drinks. I lean over to you and ask, "So, out of everyone here, who are the hottest?" You look at me with a strange look and I just say, "Well? I wanna know what you find attractive." You kiss my cheek as you squeeze my leg and say, "You." "Baby, you're so sweet, but come on, seriously, who are the three hottest people in here?" You point out three guys who look pretty good and then I ask, "OK, so what about the three hottest women?" You scan the crowd. For some reason there are far more women in the bar than men. You point out a tall, thick girl first. Then, a very thin girl who's absolutely gorgeous, but stick thin and appears to be damn near dead drunk while only staying in a sitting position beause her friends are holding her up. Finally, you point to a woman at the other end of the bar. She appears to be in her early 30's, she looks very shy, and she also has a slight hint of uneasiness to her. You may not notice it, but from my days as a man-slut, I recognize that look as "recently dumped and trying to meet someone new." Bingo! I put a $50 on the bar, tell the bartender to keep drinks coming for you, and stand up. I kiss your forehead and say, "No matter what you see, don't get pissed and leave. I'll be back in a bit." As I'm walking over to the shy girl you pointed out, my phone vibrates. I look at my messages and see one from you. It's all in capitals and reads, "WHAT THE FUCK?" I look back at you, shake my head and smile as I mouth the words, "Don't worry." I reach the end of the bar and sit next to the girl. I buy her a drink and you see me chatting with her. You watch as I lightly caress her arm on occasion, lean in a little too much when I laugh, and once or twice, you actually get a little angry as I put my hand under her chin to tilt her head up a little. Part of you finds this kind of hot, but the other part of you is thinking, "He's supposed to be with me right now. This is our weekend together! What the fuck?!" The only thing that keeps you in your seat is my hand on the table that routinely motions for you to stay calm and stay seated. After nearly 45 minutes, I excuse myself and disappear into the restroom. I check my phone, which has been vibrating in my pocket like a rat on acid. 42 message from you. Mostly pretty angry and quizzical. I text back, "When she looks at you, smile. If you don't, I just wasted 45 minutes. Trust me, baby." I return and sit next to the shy girl. For another few minutes, you see me chatting and laughing with her. She's laughing, too. Then her face falls flat and she looks completely confused. She looks directly at you. You politely smile and wave. She nods. I talk to her a few more moments and then she gets up and walks out. I throw my hands up in exasperation and return to you. "What the fuck was that about? You are such a fucking asshole!" I apologize for the next ten minutes and then tell you we should go back to the room where I promise to give you a massage in the whirlpool. You're pissed, but you definitely want to leave, so we head back to the room with you making snide remarks almost every step of the way about how I made you feel the exact opposite of what you wanted to be feeling this weekend. Once we walk in, I close the door and apologize about twelve more times. You sit down on the couch with your arms and legs crossed. I know that look. That's the look of, "you pissed me off and I'm not touching your dick for the rest of the night." I sigh and head into the bathroom to take a very quick shower. I step out of the shower and put on a robe. I haven't worn a robe in 30 years. It feels strange. As I step out of the bathroom, I notice that you haven't moved an inch and you look twice as pissed. Then, there's a knock on the door. You look over your shoulder at me and ask, "Who the fuck could that be?" You get up to answer it, but I beat you to it. Just before I turn the handle, I look at you and say, "By the way, I'm not sorry at all, but think happy thoughts! I did it for you." The door opens, and there stands Shy Girl. You're dumbfounded, but while I can see you're utterly perplexed, you put on one of the most convincing happy-faces I've ever seen. And then your expression changes almost as if a cartoon light bulb just lit up over your head. "Marianne, this is Ashley. She was kind enough to agree to join us for the rest of the night." The two of you shake hands and being the jerk that I am, I ask, "A handshake? Considering the things we're all about to do to one another, I think a nice, long, passionate tongue kiss is in order." It's awkward because you're strangers, but you both shrug at the exact same time and head in for a kiss. My cock stiffens as I watch your tongues flitting in and out of each others' mouths. After you two pull back, Ashley says, "Wow. You're an awesome kisser! This guy said this would be your first time!" You assure her that it is, but that you're just very open to new things, very passionate, and very determined to do your absolute best. Ashley smiles and tells you it's only her third time with another woman and it'll be her first three way ever. She experimented a little in college and found it fun, but never got into it completely. Like me, she doesn't consider herself bisexual at all. She considers herself a true pervert whereby playing with someone of the same sex is arousing in a particular setting, like a threesome. It would never happen outside of a special circumstance, but it's fun in the moment. Ashley goes to sit on the couch and I head off to get her a drink. You excuse yourself to the restroom to take a quick shower and cleanse yourself of our earlier interlude. I wander into the bathroom and ask if you're alright with this and you say you are. You ask why I threw my hands up and acted like a dick when Ashley left the bar. All I could say was, "I was fucking with you... I wanted it to be a surprise." You call me a dick and laugh. I chuckle too and walk out of the bathroom. Ten minutes later, you also walk out of the bathroom in your robe. You scan the room and your eyes immediately focus on the bed. I'm laying across the bed with my legs hanging over the edge. Ashley, completely naked, is on her knees at the side of the bed with my cock in her mouth. She's really going to town. I have a few pillows propped under my head so I can see the action and when I notice you, you actually look a little angry. But then, you shake your head and grin in a way that could only be interpreted as, "Boys will be boys." You walk up beside Ashley and also get down on your knees. You look over at her and say, "Damn girl... Are you going to save a little for me?" You both laugh and she backs off my rod so that she's just sucking the head. You lean in to start sucking and licking the shaft. I spread my legs as wide as I can and you both lean in to get as much of me as possible. You climb onto the bed as Ashley moves lower to suck on my balls. You take my cock into your mouth and I realize how amazing you are immediately. You are so much better. Leaps and bounds better. I reach over and pull your leg toward me a little so that you're almost perpendicular to me. I reach around your ass and slip two fingers inside of you. I feel your pleasure as your suction gets a little stronger and you push your head further down on my dick. You're defintiley excited. Your pussy begins to drip a little and once my thumb is throroughly moistened, I start using it to massage your clit. After a few minutes, you and Ashley are both on the bed and I'm fingering you both as you take turns sucking my cock, stroking my cock, stroking my balls, and kissing each other. Soon, with my dick firmly in your mouth, you hear me say, "I'm gonna cum soon, ladies." You ease back and watch intently as you stroke my penis. I feel the pressure intensifying and I look down to see you and Ashley staring at the tip of my cock. You both look like you're hungry and dinner is about to be served. Finally, cum bursts forth from my rock hard dick. The first spurt lands on Ashley's cheek, the next lands on yours. The rest slowly dribbles out, covering your hands and my balls. After watching my miniature geiser of cum, you both jump in to clean me up with your tongues. Strings of cum roll off your tongues as you lap up my semen. Ashley looks up at me and smiles with an open smile. She's got at least half my load in her mouth. She smiles very slyly and than grabs your head and kisses you with an open mouth. At first you're a little stunned at being snowballed, but then you relax a little and seem to really enjoy yourself. When you part from your kiss, you look at Ashley with a huge smile and say, "OK, wow, that was just filthy... fucking filthy... but I loved it!" You look over at me and say, "Plus, I want every drop of you that I can get" before lowering your head to lick the small droplet of cum that finally released itself onto the tip of my cock. After finishing the last of my load, you look at me and then at Ashley and ask, "So, what's next? This fucking rocks!" I get up and leave you two ladies on the bed as I head over for a glass of water. Ashley smiles at you and I hear nothing but giggling as I stand in the kitchenette. While there, I get some wine and cut up some fruit for all of us. When I turn around in the kitchenette to look out into the living room area, I notice that my luggage has been ransacked. I remember telling you that I was bringing some "toys" so I figured it was you. I finish up and pick up everything to bring out refreshments over to the bed. As I step out and Ashley comes up to me, naked except for bondage tape wrapped across her body like a bikini. She addresses me somewhat formally saying, "Master. I have her. I've brought us a play thing. She sleeps." I look over at the bed and see that the bed straps I brought have been affixed. You're laying on the bed, pretending to sleep with your wrists and ankles shackled to the bed with the black fuzzy cuffs. A sheet, strategically placed, covers all your wonderful naughty bits, but most everything else is exposed. "What shall we do with her, Master?" "Well, my pet, what do you think would bring me the most pleasure?" "Will you take her? I got her just for you. I saw her and knew you'd love everything about her." "Do you like her, Pet?" "I do, Master. I do." "Then take her. I will pleasure myself as you pleasure her and she pleasures you." "What if she refuses to pleasure me, Master?" "You've learned well, Pet. Make her pleasure you if she refuses. Make her." Ashley grins at me with fire in her eyes and slinks over to the bed. I spin the recliner around to face the bed in anticipation of the events to come. Ashley slowly crawls onto the bed and begins kissing your forehead. You feign waking up and begin to protest. "What the fuck?! Who the fuck are you!?" "Shhhh, you may call me 'Mistress.' Our Master is over there." "Master? What the fuck? NOBODY is my master!" Ashley quickly reaches out and slaps your hip with a good deal of force and says, "HE... He is OUR Master. He is our everything." "You people are fucking crazy!" "Be with me. Be with me well and maybe Master will pleasure you as well." "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" "Shhh, Angel. Does this not feel good?" Ashley leans in and kisses your neck. She begins sucking and licking. Her hand slides down and lightly rolls around your nipple. As she continues to lick your neck and nibble your ear lobes, her hand slides down further. Her fingers part your lips and dip into your pussy. Her fingers slide up and begin to roll around your clit. Your head rolls a little to give her better access to your neck and you do your best to spread your shackled legs further. You lightly moan, "Yes, it does feel good." "Yes it does. All I want is to pleasure you and for you to pleasure me." You pause a second and say, "But I've never been with a woman. I don't know if I can do this." "Shh... Yes you can." "What are you going to do to me after this? You're not going to hurt me are you? Please!" At that point, I stand up and say, "Angel, don't be afraid. All we wish to do is please you and have you please us. Then, you'll have a glass of wine and be on your way. No harm will come to you. I promise. Just play along and you'll leave more fulfilled than you've felt in a long time. All you need to know is that I am the Master. She is my pet. You are our Angel. And you will always be safe. Let us be your teachers for pleasures you've never known." You look in my eyes and can see I'm telling the truth. This role playing has gotten more intense than you ever expected, but you lean back and relax a little as you say, "Teach me, Pet. Teach me everything." "Ohh, aren't you sweet? You think I'm just going to pleasure you? Well, Angel, you've got some learning to do..." At that, she squeezes your clit and makes you jump with both pleasure and pain. "I thought you said I'd be safe!?" "You will be, but don't take my kindness for granted. You're MY plaything just as I'm His. If need be, I will correct you. And you don't call me 'Pet,' He does. You may call me 'Mistress.'" "But I don't understand." Another pleasing shot of pain shoots through your body as she presses on your clit. My eyes widen with every word that comes from Ashley's mouth. I can't believe how intense and serious she is about all this. "You don't need to. And you really should address me properly." "I'm sorry, Mistress. I'm sorry! I don't understand, Mistress! Please!" "I am going to pleasure you which will pleasure my Master. Then, you will pleasure me. I will tell you exactly how. Now, my first command... Shut the fuck up!" You look worried, but then look over at me. I break from the role playing persona and you can see I'm just regular me again. I smile sweetly and mouth the words, "It'll be OK. Trust me." I see your expression soften and you take comfort in my words despite the fact that you're really starting to wonder how fucked up this Ashley chick is. In the end, you just know I'll be there to protect you if anything goes wrong. Ashley straddles you and leans down to kiss you. At first, she lightly teases your lips with hers. But then she begins sliding her tongue across your lips and lightly biting. You keep trying to lift your head to just get in there and kiss her, but she's teasing you. Apparently, she's been taught well. She's learned that the entire point of bondage is not immediate gratification but prolonged sensual torture with intense final pay-off. After several minutes of tempting you and tempting herself, she can't take it anymore and she presses her lips firmly against yours. I hear both of you lovely ladies moan a little with pleasure. From my perspective at the foot of the bed, things are spectacular. Ashley on all fours, showing me her ass and her pussy as you lay beneath her with your legs slightly parted so I could see your glorious garden. Ashley's tongue soon penetrates your lips and you feel her soft warm tongue entering your mouth. Feeling her soft skin on yours is making you far more aroused than you ever thought it would. As I sit at the foot of the bed, I begin to see your pussy glisten as you become more and more aroused. I get up from the recliner, walk up behind Ashley and lightly lick her anus as I reach between your legs and insert two fingers inside you. You flinch as my fingers enter you and Ashley flinches, too. I slowly move back and sit in the recliner as I take one long lick of my fingers and then use the rest of your moisture to lubricate my cock. I slowly start masturbating as I continue to watch. Ashley slides down your body and stops at your breasts. She playfully squeezes them and rubs them being careful not to touch your nipples. She continues massaging your breasts and doesn't do much else but kiss your chest on occasion. Otherwise, she's just looking at your tits and your face. Back and forth. You sit there slightly puzzled, but then I see your look of complete understanding. You realize she's waiting for you to have a longing desire. Ashley is waiting for you to want it so she can withhold it from you and then finally allow you the pleasure. I smile seeing your cunning realization. While you're dying for her to molest your nipples, you begin acting as if you're in desperate need of her attention. She toys with you a few moments more than then brings her warm wet mouth down on your cold, hard nipples. The contrast of the cool room's air on your dry nipples with her warm wet mouth is almost like an electric shock that rockets to both your head and your pussy. You feel the tingle down below and can't believe a woman is actually making you feel this way. As She rolls her tongue around your left nipple, she lightly rolls your right nipple with her other fingers. She doesn't pinch, but she lightly twirls her fingers around it. After a few moments, she goes back to rubbing your breasts. "Please Mistress... The other..." "I thought I told you to shut the fuck up?!" She leans into your other nipple and bites it. She doesn't do it to be mean, but she bites hard enough that the pain slightly overpowers the pleasure. "You've been corrected, Angel. Speak when I tell you. Not until then." You nod. "Now, let's see about pleasuring you to help soften the pain of that correction..." Ashley puts her head back down and begins to lightly lick your nipple. As she does, the electric tingles begin to flow. You hardly notice that her other hand is nowhere near your other breast until you feel her fingers beginning to part your labia. As her finger slides over your clit, I see your body shudder a little and my cock stiffens in my grip. I love knowing you're being pleased. Ashley slowly kisses her way down your tummy and then sits up. She slips one finger into you and says, "I'm going to move your shackles. If you move, it won't be pleasant. I have nails and I'm not afraid to use them." She slightly curls her finger and you feel her sharp nail lightly scrape inside you. "Do you understand? You may speak." "Yes, Mistress." With her free hand, she unhooks your shackle and locks it into the strap a little higher up. She does the same with the other so your legs are now bent at the knees and she can fit more comfortably between them. She removes her finger from you and tells you to raise your behind. After you do, she puts pillows under your lower back, raising your pelvis to a more manageable height. Her pillow placement is strategic, so that it allows her access to everything both front and back. I decide to move, so I can better see whats happening and sit next to the bed. You look at me with nervous eyes and I reach over to hold your shackled hand for a moment of reassurance. You smile and mouth the words, "Thank you." As I let go and lean back into my chair, Ashley nestles in between your thighs. She traces your labia with her fingers and spends quite a long time just inspecting what she keeps calling, "your beautiful flower." The sound of that phrase makes us both chuckle, but Ashley stays very serious. Ashley leans in and begins to trace your labia with her tongue. You start thrusting your hips toward her face uncontrollably. She repeatedly denies you the pleasure of her tongue on your clit. As time goes on, I decide to speed up my Pet's lesson and I mention that when Ashley allowed you to speak, she didn't tell you to be quiet again. Ashley lifts her head and smiles wryly at you. She puts her head back down and starts licking your labia again being very careful not to use too much pressure or even come near enough to your clit to give too much arousal. Out of nowhere, after having been teased for what seemed like an eternity, you yell out, "Oh my god, just fucking eat me already!" Ashley sits up and looks at you with extreme anger. She slaps your ass almost as hard as she can. I see her handprint forming on your ass. "Who the fuck do you think you're talking to, Bitch?!" Holding back a torrent of tears from the stinging pain, you say, "I'm sorry, Mistress! Please, Mistress! I want you, Mistress! Please! I can't handle the teasing, Mistress! Please!" She lightly rubs the spot where she slapped you and asks, "You want me? And that's how you ask?" "No, Mistress. I'm very sorry. But please, Mistress, please grant me your pleasures. I can't take it anymore. I need to feel your mouth on me, Mistress." "That's much better, Angel. Know your place or I'll revoke your right to speak and beat your ass till it bleeds!" "Yes, Mistress. I'm so sorry, Mistress!" Ashley gives you a look that says one thing... Be Good. Last warning. She then slips back between your legs and starts teasing you again. As your arousal reaches an impossible level to handle, I see your cum slowly beginning to drip out of you. Ashley squeals with glee seeing the effect she's having on you. And you timidly, finally, ask, "Mistress, will you please eat me?" Ashley approves your request and her soft warm tongue parts your labia and begins to swirl around your clit. She slides two fingers inside you and begins stroking the anterior wall of your vagina, hunting for your G-spot. She occasionally grazes the area and each time, you flinch with pleasure. As she finger fucks you faster and faster, your breathing increases, your moans get louder, and you begin begging her for more. As your cum begins to flow more and more, Ashley does her best to lap it all up while swirling her tongue around your clit. As I sit watching and masturbating, you occasionally look over longingly. You look in my eyes and mouth the words, "I want that! I want it! I want it!" I mouth back, "In time, Love." Suddenly, Ashley takes one of her well-lubricated fingers and slowly begins sliding it around your asshole, tracing the ring. Your pleasure intensifies and you begin cumming hard. Your orgasms burst forth and your moans and squeals become a shouting torrent of praises. Your hips gyrate on Ashley's face. She can't get enough of you and continues eating. Finally, you beg her to stop, "Please, mistress! Stop! Enough! I can't!" She continues until the sensation is almost painful, but then stops. She lifts her head to look at you. Her face looks like a glazed donut. She moves around and moves up to your head where she leans down to kiss you. As first, you shy away and protest a little, but she says, "If you're afraid of a little cum on your face, you're going to hate what happens next." At that, you relent and she leans in for a kiss. Surprisingly, it's rather flavorless and you enjoy the kiss as her tongue probes your mouth. Ashley removes the pillows from behind your back and moves your hand shackles so that your hands are right above your head. She then straddles you again and leans down so that her breasts are dangling less than an inch above your face. You lean your head over to look at me and say, "Baby? Can you come here please?" I get up and come over to the side of the bed. You look up at me, then look at Ashley, and say with a giggle in your voice, "I don't know if we set a safe word, but I'm saying it!" Ashley looks a little distraught and asks why? You respond with, "The bondage was fun, but I want my first time with a woman to be more on my terms. Maybe I need some direction, but I'm looking for something a lot softer and a lot less dominating. Don't get me wrong, what we just did was awesome, but I want to see both sides of this." Ashley smiles at you, leans down, and gives you a very passionate kiss. When she sits back up, still straddling you, she unhooks your wrist and ankle cuffs. Once she's done, she lays on the bed next to you, smiles sweetly, and says, "Do with me what you will, sweetie. Your terms. I'll play along and help if you need it, but it's just sex. Explore my body, tease me, kiss me, and do whatever makes you... and me... feel good." You look at me and I smile. You look at Ashley and she smiles, too. You lean down to kiss her and your hand begins to trace the curves of her body. As you kiss her lips, your hand slowly caresses her neck and slowly slides down to her breast. You begin kissing her cheek, her ear, and then begin kissing and sucking on her neck. Your hand follows the outline of her breast and you eventually cup it to feel the fullness of her firm and perky tits. You feel her hard, engorged nipple poking to the palm of your hand and you feel yourself tingle and moisten down below. While you continue playing, Ashley's arm moves up and caresses your shoulder and your back. Each time you hit a certain spot on her neck, she begins to moan and squirms ever so slightly. You slowly work your way down, giving kisses as you go until you reach her beautiful, perfectly round breasts. While the explorer in you wants to familiarize herself with another woman's breasts, the lusty pervert is ready to just dive in. After kissing your way down, you finally reach Ashley's nipple and you take it into your mouth. It's hard and cold, but has a very soft velvety texture. As you suckle on her nipple, your hand caresses her other breast and lightly rolls around her nipple. With every few rolls around her nipple and just the right amount of suction, you begin feeling her twitch a little. Her moans increase and she begins rubbing your back as if to let you know she's very content with what you're doing. After awhile, you switch to the other breast and repeat your procedure. As expected, it works like a charm and you can feel her squeezing her thighs together as if to try to masturbate with no hands. Occasionally, she even thrusts her pelvis up an inch or two as though she's hoping for some invisible prong to be there that will massage her yearning, aching clit. Finally, you feel her hand, the one massaging your back, pushing you lightly. She seems to be instructing you to move further south. With her nipple still in your mouth, you look up at her and she quietly whispers, "Baby, I don't care what you do, but you really really need to give my pussy some attention." You continue sucking on her nipple and rolling your tongue around it, but you also move your hand down. You've positioned yourself almost perpendicular to her and as she feels your hand sliding down, she opens her legs wide. Sitting in my chair, even I can tell she's dying to be touched. Your fingers trace the horizontal line below her belly and trace down the crease of her thigh. You bring your fingers across and feel the folds and creases of her vagina. It feels a little dry, but you slowly push your finger into the softest crease and immediately feel the heat and moisture. Your finger is resting on the upper edge of her opening, but instead of going inside her, you simply slide your finger around the hole to collect her cum. You begin sliding your finger up her slit and you can feel her lips parting as your finger traverses the trail to her clit. Once there, you find her tiny clitoris and the moment your finger touches it, her back arches and she lets out a massive sigh of relief. As you begin to roll your finger around her clit, she begins letting out random bursts of moans and sensual whimpers. Every now and then, when you feel her becoming slightly less lubricated, you slide your finger back down and dip it into her. Each time you do, you can feel an increased temperature and a greater amount of her femme cum. On one pass, you use your finger to probe inside her a little. While you know what yours feels like, it's somewhat amazing to feel how the ridges and bumps within her are so much different. She begins to whine and whimper a little more while thrusting her pelvis a bit. You take the hint and stop your exploration so that you can return to her clit. Rolling around and around her clit, Ashley's breathing begins to increase in pace. You lean your head on her chest and hear her heart beating faster and faster. She continues rubbing your back and as she gets closer and closer, you feel her soft fluid motions become more irregular and forceful. Finally, she lifts her pelvis off the bed, presses hard on your back, grabs the bedsheet with her other hand, and screams as an outrageous orgasm washes over her. You have a little trouble continuing to rub her clit as she gyrates, but you manage to keep going until she closes her legs and pulls them a little closer to her chest in a way of non-verbally telling you to stop. She looks down at you and smiles an enormous ear-to-ear grin. Ashley breathes a sigh of satisfaction and says, "I would never have guessed you're a first timer. Damn! I can only imagine what the next part will be like." You smile back with pride and reposition yourself between her legs. She props herself up so she can see you, and you prop up her ass with pillows to make it easier for you. Ashley lays cradled between pillows as you stare into your destiny. The first thing you notice is that she smells faintly of strawberries. You turn to look at me and questioningly mouth the word. I laugh and ask he what she had to eat recently. She says she had strawberry shortcake for dessert. I just laugh and say, "Looks like it's your lucky day! Wouldn't have been so pleasant if she'd had something with onions and drank a few beers." You look at me as if you're a bit puzzled, but I just laugh and tell you to stop stalling. You look back to her pussy and begin to explore it with your fingers. Seeing you on all fours with your ass in the air is driving me crazy, but I let you continue your discovery session. After a thorough inspection, you decide to taste it. You slip your tongue into the folds of her vagina and immediately feel what you can best describe as an almost imperceptible electric current on your tongue. You weren't ready for the chemical pH difference between her twat and your mouth. It slowly dissipates as you continue probing with your tongue. As you press your tongue deep inside her, that current returns for a moment but then fades again. The second thing you notice is that there's virtually no flavor at all, just an aroma. Ashley looks at me and kind of giggles because, at this point, you're not pleasuring her, you're just kind of being like a child with a new toy. Trying things out. FInally, you slide up and roll your tongue around her clit. Her awkward smile for me immediately disappears, her head drops back and she moans, "Oh god, yes! Oh my god, Mari-fucking-anne that's fucking awesome..." You continue playing with her clit in your mouth. You roll your tongue, you suck, and you lightly bite (which gets her to lightly smack you on the top of the head as admonishment while saying, "Nuh uh, no!"). As your jaw and tongue begin to get a little tired, you decide to try full sweeps with your tongue just going from bottom to top. Your flattened, wide tongue slides through her slit and just engulfs her clit with every pass. This seems to be her trigger. For some women, it's the rolling tongue. For some it's left to right motion. For some it's a light flicking. But for Ashley, its a full pussy lick. Each time you do it, she thrusts into your face harder. As you continue eating, I step up and take your right hand. I have you make a fist and then pull out your index and middle fingers. I push your hand back. You get the hint and insert your fingers. You probe Ashley's insides until you find a spot that seems to intensify her pleasure. You can tell it's the right spot because of her gasps and moans. I walk to the other side of you and take your index finger. I place two drops of KY on it. You stop a second to look at me, but ashley thrusts into your face as she practically screams, "Don't you dare fucking stop!" You didn't get the hint. So, I step behind you, place two drops of KY on my own finger and slowly begin to massage your anus. I rub around the rim putting a slight amount of pressure so that you can feel the tension on your asshole. I'm not pushing in, but pushing just enough to get the very tip of my finger to part your rosebud. I see your other hand disappear as it slides up to Ashley's anus to mimic what I'm doing. Ashely's moans intensify and her whimpers are on the verge of full-fledged crying, but you can still tell that it's pleasure and not pain or discomfort. I'm having a hard time playing with you and watching you with Ashley. I lean down and whisper in your ear, "Can I take you?" You mumble a response that sounds something like "Uh huh." I step behind you and as you eat Ashley, I slide my cock into your pussy. I hear you begin to moan. I use my thumb to continue tracing the rim of your asshole as I fuck your snatch as deep as I can. My thrusting seems to be helping your skills on Ashley. She's on the verge of cumming and you intensify your licking and sucking. Suddenly, Ashley grabs your head, her body stiffens, she begins to shudder, and you feel a wave of her warm, wet cum spreading across your face as she begins to scream in absolute delight from the orgasm bursting through her. You continue licking, I continue fucking, and Ashley continues screaming as her body convulses, stiffens, and relaxes over and over. Finally, Ashley flops back and goes limp. She moves her legs to make sure you don't head back in right away. As she lays there in a sort of afterglow enjoying the little orgasmic aftershocks, you've laid your head on the bed and reached back between your legs to massage my balls as my dick slides in and out of you. I keep pumping back and forth and finally I feel my orgasm getting ready to explode. I rub my free hand on your back and say, "Baby, I'm gonna cum." You slam yourself back onto my cock hard a few times before turning around, grabbing my dick, and putting it in your mouth as far as you can. It's almost in your throat and I feel your throat muscles massaging my cock. My cum explodes from my dick and your eyes smile knowing how much every man loves a woman who can take a healthy load in the mouth. After finishing, you suck my cock a little to make sure you've eaten every drop I had to offer. No one says anything. We just collapse on the bed next to Ashley. Eventually, we fall asleep and I wake up a few hours later only to discover... If anyone actually reads this and enjoys it, let me know and I'll continue...

After I stopped drinking, the bars and that bar scene just lost the attraction that used to afford me. Now I was still young and needed a social outlet. So as a replacement I started going to those trendy coffee shops. Mostly just to read and drink coffee, which was my new addiction, but also to watch the ladies. One of my favorite places to go was the Café Moon. Café Moon was the epitome of some non drinkers’ meat rack. Every evening after 5pm, the place would be jammed with secretaries, business men and woman of all ages and status. Making contacts and socializing, like one would in some smoky, wall street martini bar. An upward mobile place that attracted the usual business crowd with a craving for caffeine and sex. My normal routine was to go to the Moon, grab a table and just read my paper and girl watch, until about eight or nine p.m. That’s when most everyone normally went home anyway. While sitting there one night, enjoying a cup of the house blend, my favorite choice of swill at the moon. Inadvertently over heard a group of what appeared to be five or six secretaries talking up a storm. At first they would be whispering. A whisper that was barely audible. This was then followed immediately by shrieks of loud laughter and shy giggles, coming from their table. This only made me more curious and self -conscious. One immediately thinks when a people whisper they are talking about you. I listened more intently. Craning my neck and mentally tuning up my ears, I focused harder and began to get the drift of the conversation. It seems these nice young professional women were comparing their favorite sexual fantasies. This was like being a fly on the wall, I found myself privy to a whole world of esoteric knowledge that few men get to experience. Now most of their fantasies were typical and run of the mill, still I loved hearing them. These nasty young ladies wanted two men at the same time. They wanted two women at the same time. One even wanted to fuck her husband’s boss. Each time one lady spoke, the next one would try to top her fantasy. Kinkier and kinkier, from sex on top of parked cars to blow jobs under tables at the fanciest restaurants in town. On and on they went, all but one that is, the quiet one who sat with her back to me. Her friend noticed she was not contributing and began to chide her into coming clean. “Come on Vickie we know you’ve, got a good one, now tell us it.” Vickie must have had some reputation, from her friends reaction to her silence this made her sound like she was the queen of kink. All of the ladies wanted to know what Vickie had to say. Suddenly Vickie spoke,” I want to be forced!” “What?!” said some of her friends in utter disbelief. As I spit my coffee onto the sport section. Vickie repeated herself “I want to be forced.” Vickie went on to explain, “I want some strange guy I just met or hardly know to tie me up and make me his sex slave.” One young lady roared “that’s rape and that’s sick.” Vickie defended her self, “Rape is violent I said nothing about violence. Ok maybe a little smack on the ass and a pinch of the nipple but, . . . What I truly want, is to be ravaged by someone. Somebody that I don’t have to pretend with. Pretend that I don’t like it. Just like we all do with guys we dated and our husbands.” I could not believe what I was hearing. This sweet little voice with a face I could not see was most defiantly my kind of lady. I needed to see what she looked like. All my mind could see was, some woman with tits that came bulging out of a blouse that was way too tight, wearing some cheap skirt way too short. Some really tasteless bitch with way too much makeup. Slowly I tried to move without being noticed. It would be so embarrassing to be caught eavesdropping on their conversations. I got up and took my paper and ordered another cup of coffee. On my way back to my new seat I saw her. Much to my pleasant surprise, she didn’t look anything like what my mind predicted she’d look like. From my new seat I could look right at her, she sat at the very edge of the booth so I got to check her out from head to toe. Vickie looked like a little Irish waif. With her long red mane, which I’m sure many women would have killed to have. She had petite tits that push hard against her tight tee shirt, I could see her pink nipples and the shape and size of her areola. Vickie’s’ legs were long and shapely. Which she accented with a pair of those fuck-me heels, that I do love so much. Shiny patent leather ones, with a tight ankle strap and at least five inches of heel. Don’t get me wrong Vickie was hot; I’d even say she was dam near-perfect. She was sexy and innocent all at the same time. If I were to cast her to a porn flick, it would have to be “Irish Catholic school girls in trouble”. I was staring once again, and if I wasn’t careful I was going to get caught. Vickie went on telling her friends how she would be abducted and her abductor would bind and gag her. Making her, his helpless prisoner. Not realizing it but I was staring right at Vickie, her porcelain skin those piercing blue eyes and that sweet angelic voice. All of which had me hypnotized. Vickie looked up and caught me. I must have been sitting there with my mouth open engrossed in her tale. Surprisingly Vickie gave me a wink and smiled. I turned every color of red, I was so humiliated. Allowing myself a few moments for my rock hard erection to subside. Rising from my table and in an effort to save face, casually I walked over to their table and told all of the ladies that I hoped all their fantasies would come true. Then looking directly into Vickie’s’ sharp blue eyes, and I said, especially yours. Then I smiled turned and walked out as all the ladies turned as red as I had, just minutes before. Weeks had past and I had seen Vickie on and off at the moon. We always gave each other a flirtatious smile or an approving nod. Just letting the other know it was ok to look and flirt. At some point I made a conscience decision, to make Vickie’s fantasy come true. It was probably made the night, I first heard it. In some way it was also fulfilling a fantasy of my own. But how was I to do this and not be mistaken as a rapist. What if she didn’t mean what she said? There must be a way to test the waters, before I committed myself. Once I crossed the line there would be no turning back , she would love either it or I would be going to jail. One evening while milling around at the Moon, I tried giving Vickie a test. In a flirtatious way I struck up a short conversation, while we were ordering coffee at the counter. “Hi there” I told her, as we waited for the counter girl to take our order. Vickie replied in kind “Hi you’ve become quite the regular haven’t you.” Quickly I seized the opportunity and replied. “Well how else could I fulfill your fantasy.” Vickie stepped back. “Oh God you remember that.” I could see she was kind of embarrassed. "Yes and I especially remember yours.” Vickie was quick, and with an inviting smile. She said just what I needed to hear too. “Then we should not talk any longer so you can remain a stranger. Because only a stranger can make my fantasy come true.” With that she smiled and walked away. I felt heat rush through my body. The heat of arousal flushed over every inch of me. My ears grew unexplainably hot. God I was just basically given permission to make both our dreams come true. Weeks went by Vickie continued her cock teasing and inviting innuendo. Little did she realize all this time I was preparing my trap, and an evening of total lust. The anticipation drove me for weeks as I set up my basement like some sex club dungeon. Purchasing one of those love swings, the one with hand and ankle supports as well as two padded body supports. Vickie would literally be suspended in the air once she was tied into the swing. This was only the beginning of what I had done to prepare. Over the past few weeks I must have hit every sex shop in the metropolitan area. Like some wandering degenerate searching for the perfect sex toy. Walking in looking around. Always looking over my shoulders. Working up the nerve to make the most simple of purchases. The owners and cashiers of these shops must have thought of me as some kind of freak. All the time I was praying I didn’t see anyone that I knew, while in the stores. God forbid anyone would see me with a package as I’d leave in a rush, hurrying down the street to my car. That I never parked in front fearing someone would recognize it. Now it was not like I had never been to those places, it was just I felt so guilty for being so turned on by what I was planning. Some of my most embarrassing purchases consisted of things like vibrating nipple clips, ball gags, and dildos. The worst however was the butt plug and lube. Clearly that was the hardest thing to buy. It always felt like the whole place was watching every purchase. Never will I forget the look on that cashiers face. That poor old lady, what she must have thought of me. I know she thought it was for self use, oh my god! I wanted so to explain every purchase, but I knew this would only be more humiliating. Fantasizing about how I would use each and every item on Vickie was the only thing that gave me the strength. The strength I needed to make it passed the cashier and out of the store. The basement was all cleaned and readied, with dim lights and scented candles. I had the sex swing set up in the center of the room. The track lighting was connected to a dimmer, and the spots were focused on the swing so it would illuminate Vickie’s hot porcelain body Nearby was a table positioned just right, so the inventory of new sex toys would be at my disposal. Now I wasn’t fooling my self, thinking I would be able to use all of those sex toys. But I would sure as hell try to use as many as I could. My main concern was that Vickie is to have the best sex of her life. I had to make certain, that she would, get the best fuck of her life. Toys were just one way I would assure her complete satisfaction. Prolonging myself had always been one of my best abilities. However a doctor friend of mine had invested heavily in some drug company, and he received some samples of Viagra. He was handing it out like it was candy, and gave me some samples one night. Now I was definitely, going to be the perfect sex toy. My van was set-up just so. If someone got into the back, the door couldn’t be opened from the inside. The trick was to get Vickie into the van. Luck once again was on my side. Vickie and I were both at the café late one night. She had parked right across the street from my van. When we both left, we nodded to each other and ran to our cars. It was poring out, and I got soaked just crossing the street. It was one of the summer rain storms that seemed as if they would never end. Lightening cracked the sky and thunder roared before each flash. The air had that dusty smell summer rains always have. Through the foggy windows of the van I saw my opportunity. Vickie had popped the hood of her car and got back out. Quickly I made my U-turn so I would be the first to offer her some much needed help. After all this was some sexy young woman wearing high heels, a leather skirt and a light Mellon colored tee shirt, standing by her disabled car in the rain. This was a scene from a porn flick I thought. What guy I his right mind wouldn’t stop to help? Vickie was getting soaked and her tee shirt was now practically see-through. As I pulled up she was bent over the front of the car. Bent over so far I could see she wore no panties. Vickie fumbled around in an attempt at fixing her car. I positioned the van so that the side door was even with the front of her car. “Hi stranger need help?” Vickie smiled. “Yes this dam car won’t start.” I pretended to look around the engine checking the battery and the belts and such. As soon as I thought that it looked like I tried my best I said. “Sorry I don’t think I can fix it in this rain. You want a ride?” Vickie replied.” I don’t really know you but ok.” And then she smiled wickedly. Opening the side door and let her into the van, slamming it quickly behind her. Vickie quickly realized that there was no way out of the van as I jumped in the front. “Shit!” Vickie said. “Please don’t hurt me!” To calm Vickie down, and realizing how scarred she must have been. I told her that this was her fantasy and it was not to be violent. “Maybe a spank of the ass or a pinch of the nipple.” Using her words in an attempt to ease her mind. “But no violence.” Vickie grew quiet after that she said nothing, though the drive was short. Had to have been about nine-thirty when we got to my house. Pulling the van around the back so we could use the back entrance to my basement. Making sure I carefully parked with the vans sliding door in front of the basement door. This way no one would even see Vickie come out, and she would know that nobody knew where she was. She would be truly at my mercy. Before we got out of the van I ate the Viagra and told Vickie she was to do as I said. Vickie submissively nodded in agreement. Opening the side door to the van I fully expected Vickie to try and bolt free or attempt some kind of escape. Much to my surprise Vickie didn’t even try. As a matter of fact she requested my permission to leave the van. In what I believe was a sweet attempt at being so submissive. She was playing right along with me; this was to be one hell of a night. Forcefully I pulled Vickie down the narrow basement stairs. As I turned the lights on it illuminated both the sex swing and the table of sex toy and lubricants that awaited her. Vickie gasped! I pulled Vickie over to the swing and just tied her hand to the wrist support of the sex swing. Vickie’s tee shirt was still soaked from the rain. Through the wet fabric I could just make out her erect nipple; pushing the cold damp shirt away from her with my teeth I tore a small notch at the center of the v-neck tee shirt. Grabbing the tee shirt by the top of her collar with both hands, I ripped the tee shirt open exposing, Vickie’s pink nipple and petit little tits. With my pocket knife I cut the rest of her wet tee shirt off. Vickie once again asked that I not hurt her, to which all I did was hold my fingers to my lips and told her “SHHHH”. Softly and slowly I massaged Vickie’s tits. She closed her eyes, threw her head back and moaned in a whisper “Yes.” My massage increased in its vigor as Vickie became lost in each slow caress. My hands made love to her small sexy tits as my fingers teased around her pert nipples. Vickie’s moans became louder and more uninhibited, with each pinch of her nipples. Working my way with one hand down Vickie’s soft sleek silky belly down to the top of her leather skirt. Although at the same time with my other hand, fondled her left and more sensitive tit. Undoing the snap and zipper to her skirt. Vickie without any prodding or hesitation closed her legs allowing the skirt to fall to the floor. Immediately after her damp skirt hit her ankles, Vickie stepped out of it, and spread her legs wide once again. She was so obviously anxious. Consumed by the moment, she needed to be naked. Stepping behind Vickie I continued to cup and massage her aroused little tits. Tenderly squeezing her nipples, not in a painful way only to the point of erotic pleasure .Now however I also lightly kissed and nibbled her neck from behind. I could see the little hairs on Vickie’s’ arms standing on end. Once again I slowly slid my hand down her belly, but this time all the way to her well groomed fiery haired pussy. She was a natural red head for sure. Vickie lunged forward; her pussy was aching to be touched. Sliding my hand between her legs. I could feel how moist her pussy already was. At this point I could have taken my fingers and drove them all the way home into her wanton wet pussy. I wanted to drive her crazy, to make her wait just a little longer before feeling anything fill her juicy hole. Lightly the palm of my hand rubbed the outer lips of her pussy. With each stroke I pulled my hand back so the tips of my fingers could brush by her clit. Vickie pushed herself up on the toes of her heels in an attempt to grind her pussy harder into my hand and fingers. This I allowed her to do, I would be able to gauge just firmly to push on her button by how hard she thrust her pussy into my hands. Moving around in front of Vickie I knelt down on the floor. Now with a better angle I was ready to play some more. Using my finger tips like little tongues, I teased and spread Vickie’s lips open. Vickie was so wet and so open I couldn’t resist slowly inserting one finger just halfway. Pushing my finger in slowly, Vickie moaned with approval, she loved and needed something in her pussy. Deeper and deeper in at a gradually pace. Faster and faster my one finger fucked her. Her whole body began to shake as if she were about to have an orgasm. “No not yet.” I told her pulling my finger from her now sloppy pussy. Just once I spanked her swollen hole to calm her down. All Vickie could say was, “fuck!” This was the time for me to get some things ready. Quickly I undressed, slipping into a pair of latex crotchless boxers. Using a microwave I heated some baby oil up, until it was just slightly hot to the touch. Laying Vickie back into the sex swing, adjusting all the supports so she would be securely restrained and suspended in mid air, Vickie giggled and mumbled something about the fact that this was going to be great. I smiled and finished my preparations for the rest of her fantasy. I now blind folded Vickie and placed the ball gag into her mouth all I would hear now were her moans and sighs. What a picture Vickie made lying suspended in that swing. Her legs spread wide open and her wrists and ankles bound to the swing. Stepping between her legs with the hot baby oil in hand, Vickie quickly adapted to being blind folded, she felt my presence and lifted her hips. This was her attempted at showing me how willing and open her pussy could be. She was so wide open even as air passed from between her wet lips, her pussy just sucked more back into itself. By now, the viagra had kicked in and my cock was as hard as a rock and it bounced up and down as I with every movement I made. As I moved in to reach for her tits my cock rubbed and bumped into her clit. So tempted I was to just ram my cock deep inside. But I wanted to explode my wad all over her face and I was determined to build up a huge money shot. As I dribbled hot baby oil on Vickie’s tits, my throbbing cock slapped and poked at her still moist pussy. The hot oil had the same effect as dripping hot wax on her tits and acted as a lubricant at the same time. The lubricant allowed me to continue my erotic massage. This time with a some what new twist. Dribbling hot oil and then massaging the oil into Vickie’s aroused nipples with the fingers on one hand and massaging some more hot oil into her clit with the fingers of the other. Vickie was once again thrusting her hip and grinding her way up into my fingers. Vickie’s body was squirming in the swing muted moans came from behind the ball gag she need to have something in her cunt now. Using only one finger for now, I started once again to slow fuck Vickie’s cunt. Vickie’s hip move into my finger as guttural sighs came from her throat. She pumped her wanton pussy faster than I would allow my fingers to fuck her. Arching her back in an effort to get more of my hand stuffed to that box. Obviously this made her so crazed; I inserted another finger in an effect to ease her desperation. This still did not quell her need so I added another and fucked her with three fingers gradually faster and deeper like I had done before. Vickie was so in need of an orgasm. She was breathing so hard and fast that, I mercifully reached up and removed the ball gag from her mouth. “FUCK ME!” She screamed “PLEASE FUCK ME!” I stopped fingering her. Slowly withdrawing my finger from her now frothy pussy, I reach for a nice eight inch jelly dildo. Furiously lubing it up as fast as I could, so my slave would not lose the mood that I worked her up to. Patiently I inserted this thick pliable latex cock, little by little until Vickie’s cunt sucked the entire length leaving me just enough to hold as I fucked her and licked her clit. Vickie squirmed and screamed approving of everything I was doing Even when I stopped briefly leaving the dildo shoved deep inside her leaky cunt she expressed her approval. Vickie squeezed that dildo with her pussy and held it while I got some new toys I reach over to the table and grabbed the clips and clamps. There was set for her nipples, those were the clips. And the set for her clit, that was the clamps. They were adjustable clips that would pinch only as hard as I set them for. It took just a little patience and some feed back from Vickie, but I got them just right. She especially like the clit clamp that made her clit protrude forward, and become more sensitive to the licking I gave it. Fucked her a little more with the dildo but this time I knelt down and ate her asshole. I stuck three fingers up her well oiled ass with no problem or complaint from Vickie. The only sounds she made were her exquisite moans. Moans from her next building orgasm. An orgasm I would not let her have yet. Pulling my fingers slowly from the ass of my willing slave I again went for another toy. This time however it was a butt plug, short and fat. Pouring the remaining baby oil on her pussy and rubbing it in between the cheeks of her ass with the butt plug and my hands. Making certain that her ass was well lubed. Gently I pushed the butt plug up Vickie’s ass. She cried out that it was so big, but she pushed back on it and it slipped in nicely. In and out I worked that plug reaming her ass over and over. One more time I grabbed the dildo in her pussy and I fucked both her holes hard and fast while she came all over her toys. Vickie’s body shook and contorted with such powerful orgasms. She was so multi-orgasmic and insatiable; she screamed her approval of my actions over and over. With a slow steady hand I removed the butt plug during her climax which just served to intensify it more. As I pull the dildo from her pussy, I was taken back because. Vickie was capable of ejaculating. She was a gusher girl! I loved it. I untied Vickie and flipped her over on her belly. She lied there hanging on to the swing spread eagle as I started to fuck her in a standing doggie style. Vickie was quick to reach yet another orgasm. I withdrew my cock from her cunt, and walked to the front of her. Vickie knew just what to do; she took my throbbing cock in her mouth. Sucking me all the way in until she gagged. Vickie’s eyes teared as I force fucked her face. Not once did she try to stop me with her now free hands. She just sucked me as I pumped away. My balls ached and I needed to blow a load, or I felt they might just explode. My hips flew back and forth. My balls hit up under Vickie’s chin. Now I was about to cum. Pulling my cock from Vickie’s mouth I blasted all over her face. Hot clumps of cum dripped down and off Vickie’s nose and chin. Vickie grabbed my cock and sucked every drop out. For a while Vickie and I said nothing. I don’t think either of us had the strength to talk. Fifteen minutes later I introduced myself. Vickie broke her silence by saying “oh my god that was the greatest sex I’ve ever had.” Vickie then look down at my cock and seen it was once again hard. Looking up at me and all I said to her was “Viagra.” All Vickie could reply with was, “Great more.” Vickie and I fucked the rest of the night and she left sometime in the afternoon the next day. Often I go back to the Cafe Moon hoping to find her, but as yet I’ve never seen Vickie there again. Still I keep my basement set up; it has seen many other nights of sexual bliss. The real reason I keep it that way is, because one day I’ll find Vickie again.

In Florida, we had a very stressful week during and post-Irma. My wife surprised me on Friday telling me she got a babysitter for the folllowing night, Saturday. My dirty mind immediately kicked into gear and I felt we both needed a fun, sexy night. I texted my buddy and laid out MY surprise plan! You see, my friend is also my wife's lover. They occasionally go out on dates and we also play as a threesome quite often. I told him that she and I were going out to dinner and that I wanted him to come by around 11:00, after the kids were asleep and the sitter was gone. I then told him my plan... he said, "hell yes! I'll be there!". "A", my wife, and I went to dinner at one of our favorite steak houses. We flirted, teased each other and talked about our fantasies. She told me she was getting wet as a result. I told her to go to the bathroom and to remove her panties and come back to the bar. I ran my hand up her leg and rested it on her freshly shaved pussy. I love when her pussy is smooth AND wet, and she was dripping. We then decided to go to Penthouse, our favorite strip club. We enjoyed ourselves and a couple of the ladies at the club. I texted "E", my buddy, and told him that we were leaving the club and I'd text him when I was ready for him to come over. I then gave "A" 2 small rubber bands and told her to go into the bathroom and to put the rubber bands around each nipple, squeezing them tightly and causing them to be extremely erect and sensitive. We then drove home with her rubbing her swelling clit the entire way. We run the sitter off and I then text "E" and tell him to come over, that the French door from the patio into my office was unlocked. I said we would be in shortly and for him to sit on the couch, naked, and wait. In our bedroom, I stripped my beautiful wife and gently licked her stiff, protruding nipples. She jumped and gasped at how sensitive they were. I then laid her face down on the bed, bent over, with her feet on the floor. I ran my tongue all over her ass and pussy from behind. I love her taste and spread her wetness all over my face. I then pulled a silk scarf from her dresser and blindfold her tightly. I reach into my nightstand and grab the fur covered hogtie and bind her wrists behind her back. I push her butt plug into her ass and she moaned in guttural pleasure. I stand her up and whisper that I'm going to walk her through the house and that I will guide her to her surprise. I walk us into my office and I have all of the lights off, except for the small one on my desk, casting a soft glow throughout the room. I had set up one of our dining room chairs in the middle of the room. I gently guide her to the chair, seeing "E" sitting on the couch, stroking his big dick. I unclip "A's" right wrist and bring both of her wrists around the back of the chair, clasping them back together. Then I clasp each ankle to the tie. The beauty of the hogtie in this position is that it pulls the ankles back, bringing the knees down and pulling her pussy to the edge of the chair. I wave to "E" to come over and I turn the video camera on. I am gently rubbing her incredibly swollen clit. Her juices are literally running from her pussy, down into her ass and down her thighs. E wraps his big hands around "A's" throats and bite and licks her ears and neck. She gasps when she realizes there is another person in the room. He moves to her hard, sensitive nipples and flicks them with his tongue. I stand up and leave the room and let them play for a few minutes alone. I walk back in 10 minutes later and E is on his knees eating my wife out while she moans and groans, blindfold still tight around her eyes. I tell E to stand up and that I want to watch her suck his dick without her hands and that he will need to use his hands to move her mouth on his cock. He is rock hard and erect and my wife eagerly opens her mouth wide, awaiting her boyfriend's 10" dick. She sucks his dick, rather, he really fucks her mouth and throats since her hands are bound. Then I unclip one wrist so she can work his dick with her free hand. She sucks him and he's close to cumming so I pause the action and lay her down on the ottoman. One wrist still connected to her ankles. Her pussy is pushed up and exposed and I tell E I want to watch him fuck my wife. He puts the head of his dick at her entrance and pauses, my wife gasps and begs him to push it into her. I tell her, "do you want his dick deep inside you babe? Tell us how badly you want it." She proceeds to beg and to tell us how much she loves his dick and how good it feels deep inside her pussy. I love watching his giant dick pump into my wife and to see the look on her face as she enjoys his length. I watch him fuck her as I sit in my office chair, stroking my hard dick. This goes on for a couple of minutes and I see he's about to cum again. I pause the action again and tell him to sit on the couch and for A to get on her knees and to suck his dick and make him cum. I then get behind her and push my dick into her incredibly dripping pussy from behind. She's moaning around E's cock from me fucking her pussy hard from behind and telling her how hot it was to watch her suck E's dick. I know that turns them both on and I'm trying to work all three of us to orgasm at the same time. I tell them I am about to cum and I want us all to cum at the same time. That was all E and A needed to hear and they immediately exploded in climax, E cumming down A's throats and A manning loudly around his cock. I instantly orgasm and fill A's pussy with a giant load of cum. She loves to swallow and then for me to fill up her pussy. We take a few seconds to catch our breath and I pull out of my wife. I tell her to lay on her back and then instruct E to lick her pussy clean until she cums. Great night had by all!!!! Maybe I'll post some pics or video from the evening. ?

There’s a party house on the Space Coast that the wife and I like to go to from time to time. The host often likes to set up sex games at his parties. Usually it calls for us guests to decide if we’re game enough to volunteer for whatever he has up his sleeve, before we know what it’s about. One occasional favorite of his is to randomly draw a man and a woman from the volunteers and then flip a coin between them. The one chosen has a few minutes to masturbate the other into an orgasm, one-handed. Success and the other becomes your sex slave for the rest of the night; otherwise you become theirs. I was drawn in that lottery one night, along with a big-assed girl. I was looking forward to her being my sex slave, but darned if she didn’t succeed in jacking me off. Her voluptuous figure, compared to my petite wife, made it hard for me to resist when her hand slipped up and down my cock while her big breasts swayed in front of me. I was hers for the night, much to the wife’s amusement. I did my duty, with as much good will as I could muster. My wife spent as much time watching me on slave duty as she off on her own, playing at the party. Besides requiring me to service her often and in ways I never would have imagined, my master-for-the-evening put me to the task of giving oral service to everyone at the party. My objective with the women was to give each one three rousing orgasms, which I mostly managed to accomplish. But I had to service the men as well, not my favorite thing to do. Many of the men were willing to have me suck them off; some had to be coaxed with the fact that I, as her slave, was obliged to do it. There was one hold-out, though. My buxom master got him to agree with two enticements. One was that he could ass-fuck her that night; the other was that she agreed to be his slave for an hour or two some other night. He did the ass-fucking right away, then it was my duty to take a mouth full. Not a night I will forget. But that strange adventure is not the tale I’m here to relate. I’m going to tell you the story of another such game, with a surprisingly happy ending. Actually two. The game began as usual: two names were drawn, a man and a woman; a coin was flipped and his task was to make her come, using just one hand, in a couple of minutes; her task to resist. Many of us gathered round to watch. My wife and I felt each other up while they began. I think the woman wanted the fun of being a slave for the evening, because almost as soon as his fingers started probing her, she began bucking with an orgasm. I doubt she was faking it, but she wasn’t resisting it, either. Just the opposite; she wanted to come then and she wanted the sexy adventure of being the evening’s slave in residence. Declared his slave for the night, she beamed with anticipation of adventures to come. You knew she was excited as hell, looking forward to some very interesting sex. Our host, the game orchestrator, tied a velvet collar around her neck to symbolize her role for the rest of the party. Her master declared that he would begin by giving her a good fuck himself. She smiled and declared she was ready, but because she was in her fertile days, a condom was needed. He said, oh no, you’re my slave; I’ll fuck you the way I want to. She blushed crimson red. I’d never seen anyone blush so much, certainly not at a swinger’s party. But then she said, OK, and lay down spreading herself receptively. At this point my wife and I drifted away, and went on with the party. We had a good time, partying the way we usually do, sticking together and finding fun ways to fuck with other people. From time to time we saw them, master and slave, in one corner of the party or another, occasionally with a man doing her up good. Eventually the two of them came up to us, and the master asked us what we wanted his slave to do. My wife, ever the sport, said she wanted to lick his slave’s pussy. The slave-girl said she was full of come and my wife said, all the better. What a gal. While my wife was going down on her, she began sucking my cock, which she did rather well, even while being distracted by the licking and sucking she was getting. She also told me that she’d been fucked by five men so far and who knew what more the night would hold. That was the last we saw of her that evening. But a couple of years later, when the wife and I were ambling down a shopping street, there we saw her. We recognized her and, with a little prompting, she remembered us. We decide have coffee together and chat. She told us her story. Sure enough, she had gotten pregnant that night. She could have ended the pregnancy or gone to term and put up for adoption. But no, she decided she wanted children and so she did. She had a good income from her job, so that was no problem. Two girls she had, non-identical twins, and clearly by two different men. She didn’t know who the men were, nor did she care. The girls were hers. She said, "It was the best thing that ever happened to me." With everything that happened, and the rush of early parenthood, she hadn’t done any swinging since that night, now almost three years later. But, she said, "I’ve grown a little horny," and looked us right in the eye. She suggested we have dinner together later, and if we enjoyed each others company, we’d see what happened. And so we did.

I had taken the day off from work on Friday, Ms. S called in sick for the day . With one kid at the daycare and the other headed off with friends it was time to put my plans into motion. I prepared the restraints and attached them to the bed, then found a blindfold while she showered and waited to see what I had in store for her. This was her first time engaging in bondage play. When she entered the room I placed the straps gently around both wrist and placed her in a blindfold. Now securely attached to to the bed she eagerly awaited what would happen next. I began gently kissing her neck. Her pussy was wet almost immediately. I slowly worked my tongue past her breast and abdomen headed for that sweet spot, but not so fast - a gentle pussy spanking was in order. I began softly biting her inner thigh and around her shaven and oh so wet pussy. Her now erect clit became an easy target for my tongue. Her moans of pleasure become louder as her body quivers from the repeated orgasms. I slide my cock in and out of her tight wet pussy and she begins to cum even harder. Now she is begging me to release her arms as she struggles against the restraints. We enjoy one more mutual orgasm. After returning from a evening ball game she tells me she has invited an old boyfriend over around midnight. I am kinda tired so I retire to the bed before he arrives. He arrives around 12:45 and before long I hear her soft moans of pleasure coming from the living room. I listened intently becoming more and more turned on. With the sounds of pleasure no longer in my ears, her friend leaves and she returns to bed not knowing what my reaction will be, as this is the first time we haven't played as a couple. I immediately flipped her on my back and reached for a condom. She was somewhat surprised by this. We always engage in foreplay before sex but she was already warmed up for me to finish things. I began to insert my penis into her wet pussy when I whispered into her ear "I heard what you were doing in the living room". That began a wild lovemaking session as she latched onto me like a cat , claws into my back and everything. We collapse into a heap of flesh onto the bed. We lay there and talked about our exciting day. I became aroused again and had enough for one more round. This time laying her flat on the bed and pounding her from behind we had our best orgasm of the night. It is now 4:30 and time to go to sleep. OMG what a day full of sex and fun.