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Ace in the Hole

2011-11-10T13:04:00.001-08:00

I have always been a predator and tamer of men; it’s aninclination and talent I was born with. What I didn’t know from instinct I acquiredfrom studying dominatrices. Through them I gained the trappings and thetechniques of my sexual practice but their games were only a minor diversion tome. I wanted to go further, much further, and I had found a way to do it.Discovering that I needed to find what a man values and then whether he willrisk it, I became an expert at putting a challenge in such a way as to make itirresistible. I had an uncanny sense for those who were craving a new life, whowanted to be taken away. There was no reciprocal insight I remainedunfathomable. Men served me in the hope of winning my heart but it was thethought of what they might lose that really excited them.

I understand this well because through my attributes,generously bestowed by nature, and by dint of my own efforts, I have everythingthat is humanly possible in this world. Money, power and sex are mine for thetaking, and I am a living oxymoron; the successful gambler. I need to play formore sophisticated stakes than others, as the only thrills left to me aremaking men captive, bringing them into total servitude to my desires and savagesexual attentions. Money enables me to make my dreams reality but it isn’timportant in itself. It funds a Fem Dom lifestyle, but style, individuality andpower are what matter to me.

How I choose to be dominant is a temperamental thing; crops,whips, ropes, chains or a harsh word, all these are frills and take differentshapes and forms at various times but at heart there is the need to implant mywill on others. That is my underlying motivation.

Tonight is a busy evening in my local casino and the tablesare full. I spy a tall, well built man, who I have never seen before. I have anardent desire to make him my next victim. I sidle up to him and whisper in hisear, disguising as much as possible my true nature. I try to be coy, lettinghim feel that he has picked me, initially flattering his male ego. By the endof our flirtatious discussion I have interested him in my wager, which begins“want me to kick your butt in a game?” He is a little shocked by myforthrightness and language, betraying my frequent visits to Vegas casinos. Iflatter him that he is a man who would be bored with playing for conventionalstakes and that he ought to wager for much higher ones. I state my terms ...his freedom and personal sovereignty. The winner will ravish the loser sexuallyin whatever way they choose, however slowly, with whatever instruments and asoften as they like. The loser will essentially be the other’s sex slave for aslong as the arrangement is amusing to the owner.

Dusty, for this is the stranger’s name, is clearly excitedby my proposal. What man wouldn’t be? My physical appearance is remarkableenough. I am six feet tall; very slim with jutting cheekbones, my skin preternaturallypale, a patrician’s nose and full lips. This evening I wear a black satin side-split dinner dress. My blackness is a clear, cool pool in which my targetsimmerse their frenzied, nervous system allowing them rest, giving them a falsesense of security before I strike. My violently red thick curls dangle downaround my shoulders, peacock quills decorate my hair and my penetrating greeneyes have an inescapable stare. He looks beyond himself into a space only Iinhabit; into pain and loss mixed with the sweet possibility that this gorgeouswoman could be his. He does not suspect how well I know him. I have seen thislook so often on the faces of my victims. Money is no object to him, anotherfortune could be accumulated, and women he has in plenty, but his independencehe values above even his own life. His code of ethics was formulated on thesports fields of public school; so I know he will never renege on a deal.

These are my terms. We are to play three games. Roulettewhere fate is queen, poker where skill has its part and chance is there indisguise, and backgammon.

The terms are agreed and strictly supervised. I give theword: “begin”. We drink through the first game, watching the red and black spinunder our hands. It is Dusty that fortune favors on this occasion. However ladyluck may have been on his side, this time he is left with a curious sense ofunease. As is my want, and as I am always allowed, I instruct the croupier tochange the white ball for a small round piece of marble I always carry with me.I leave the table and knowing my quarry, expect Dusty to ask the croupier aboutthis. He would have replied in his usual sorry lament:

“Years ago a man such as I but younger and stronger, notlined and broken, entered a wager with a red haired beauty, the “Queen ofQueens” an expert at cards. The result was he found himself a sexual slave inher place of many mansions, a place so vast no man can comprehend it. Degradedby his servitude of many years his frustration burst forth and he toppled astatue based on the Lady herself. It slid unstoppably down the marble staircaseon which it stood. So vast was the mansion built by multitudes of servile men,so long the staircase, steep and narrow, that the unstoppable statute reducedbit by bit at every flight, was, at the ends of its journey, worn to this tinymarble. Madam uses it to mock you, all men and me. Such to Madam and her kinare the thundering and crashing of men. Beware stranger, beware!”

Dusty, however, ignores his unwarranted confidence, as Iknew he would, putting it down to the charming indiscretions of the men in thisarea. It would be a wonderful tale to tell his friends. He thinks no more ofthe marble ball.

Moving to the card table I care not, it is time for Poker,which is my game. Minnesota Fats dubbed me Queen of Queens on a riverboat inBaton Rouge after I had beaten “On the Spot” Jack and Benny “the Jump” in NewOrleans. Leaning back in my cane chair, my cigarette holder between my lips, mylow cut dress allowed my full and ample bosom to distract George “Snake eyes”MacLean into folding on a king flush for a pot of $100,000. The imperious andcool-eyed Queen is my card, her gaze as direct as mine. I know Dusty for theone-eyed jack he is. He plays well but not as well as I. Long before our agreedend time of 3 am, under a low full moon, Dusty is losing. He turns up a curioushand. “Dead man’s hand,” I say, the one an eminent Lord was holding when anassassin stabbed him in the back. I smirk. I know his next hand will be hislast. He calls me on a pair of jacks, how appropriate I think. I turn up myQueen with three sixes under her cloak. In the background I hear Sinatra sing“Luck Be a Lady Tonight.” Ironic, Dusty needs luck but not this Lady.

We move to the table where the backgammon board stands. Dusty’sface has a calculated and aggressive expression; He, will not, cannot lose. Myexpression, which reflects in the mirrors surrounding the walls, glows with aninner power that can find no ordinary outlet; bestial and wolfish. He isexperienced, with a quick intelligence and plays deftly but he is no match formy incomparable skill. I win. It is time for games to be over.

He looks nervous but not unduly so. Perhaps he thinksserving me is not such an awful prospect. The other gamblers shrink away. Theyhave heard terrible tales from the croupier and see that the men I play withnever return to the casino as the men they were. The only time any of them areseen again is crawling behind me, collared and leashed, still in their tuxedos,recognizable in form but with dog masks over their faces. This club had neverseen anything like the Empress.

I lean towards him. “You belong to me I believe.” My tone ispossessive, gone the alluring, girlish playfulness. I clip a small delicatelead to his fly, collect my voluminous sable fur coat and lead him away, mytortured prize. I take him to my waiting car a classic but discreet Daimlerlimousine, and my chauffeur, dressed in a traditional motor suit, colorcoordinated to the car, helps me bundle him into the back seat.

We arrive at my secluded mansion. He must realize what afantastic wealth I possess when he sees the endless façades and privategardens, the decaying grandeur of my home. Flocks of peacocks fly between thebranches of cypress trees, startled by the relatively early return of theirMistress. We enter the hall; huge Venetian glass chandeliers light the way andilluminate the white marble floors. Large vases are crowned with white lilies,filled with chunks of amber and rock crystal and illuminated from below. Rumorhas it that the jars contain men’s souls, turned to stone by the manysacrifices they have made on my behalf. I lead him into the salon, coveredentirely in gold leaf and where thick velvet curtains adorn the many windows.

“Have you ever been tied up?” I ask him.

His jaw clenches “Well, I had a girlfriend and we used toplay a game …”

“This is not a game; this is your life from now on. You willanswer me instantly, directly and humbly, using my correct title, Empress.”

“Sorry, do you want to tie me up, Empress?”

“Yes, and many other things; firstly you will wear this”. Ihand him a red corset. He is hesitant and nervous but strips and attempts toput it on. I am pleased with the effect as I can see every inch of his body.While he is absorbed in lacing the stays I put my riding crop handle between mylegs to pleasure my cleft.

“Tell me what you are.”

“I’m your property.”

“You’re my what?” I snap.

He swallows and says carefully, “I’m your property. You wonme.”

I am aroused at the mere sight of him, and the words he isforced to speak. I make him suck my black velvet gloved fingers one at a time,and then I grab his hair and push him towards the floor.

“Head down all the way, all the way,” I command, and continueto push. I illustrate my order with physical backup.

“Yes, you look better down there. Now let me start with afew rules. You are no longer to have the luxury of being addressed by yourfirst name. You now respond only to “g”.”

I walk around him, admiring his immodest, hard bottom. Itmakes me excited to see him there, obedient, mine, my hunky slut.

I pull him up by his hair and he yelps in pain. It makes myheart jump and so I do it again. “Tell me how scared you are.”

“I am very scared, Empress.” “What, the big he-man, therugby team’s favorite,” I jeer. “Tell me, to demonstrate how I possess youfully”.

“You own me, Empress, and possess me fully: it is your rightto demonstrate that any way you wish.”

I place my riding crop to his lips and tell him to lick it.I slide it a little way into his mouth, and he moans in shocked frustration.

“Taste that and tell me if you can guess where it’s been.”His moan turns to sounds of arousal but he hasn’t quite lost it yet. He isalert and nervous which are good starting points but I am only truly turned onthe moment when they give themselves up to me and they do, oh they always do.

I prod his chin up with the crop and he looks at it inapprehension. I push him over a lavishly specially designed chaise loungespreading his legs, tying them and his wrists to it.

“You will be brave for me g. I will give you as many strokesas is necessary for me to climax.”

He is trying to be willing but unable to hide his fear. Ibegin to beat him, stopping only to place a blindfold on him. He tenses in hisbonds and tries to struggle free. The total knowledge of no escape beingpossible, not now, not ever, excites me immensely. He is a sporting man. Heagreed to the terms and lost fair and square in a public arena. No matter howmuch he regrets the loss of his liberty he will not be able to escape hisobligations. I also think he might be enjoying this. The hard body used towomen expecting him to make the first move, being my slut slave is a positionhe may have willingly volunteered for; do I detect a submissive streak? Itwould be no fun if I thought he had lost deliberately but I know that hisinnate sense of competitiveness would never allow that.

I leave him tied and move into my bedroom. Changing into amore severe outfit, of high heeled platform black leather boots, a leathercorset and long leather gloves, a spiked collar, and nothing else, I lie on mybed and begin to pleasure myself thinking of his cries, his helplessness, andhis powerful body at my command. I do not bring myself to completion; I arch myback, holding back my orgasm and return to find him struggling futilely in hisbonds. I place a gag on him, watch him wriggle deliciously and then go back tomy room.

I can wait no longer to fulfill my desires and give way tomy memories of stalking my prey. The pictures are acute and engulfing. I havehim for my own and I visualize the incredible delights I will experience whendebasing him. Using my vibrator I bring myself to a shuddering climax.Returning to the room I prance in front of him, placing the vibrator in mymouth, sucking on it, teasing him. I am in the grip of my voracious lust, likeno other high. One orgasm was not going to be enough; he would have to provideme with another and it is evidently not going to be in the way he is used tosupplying it. Only through his subjugation and his pain could I achievesatisfaction. He would be forced to obey my most exacting carnal caprices. Iobserve that "g" is erect, something he must learn he cannot dowithout my permission.

“You disobey me, you are getting beyond yourself. Morediscipline and instruction is in order at this point. Rule two; never questionmy physical strength, my authority or my utter contempt for the mere male.Right, repeat after me, I need a firm hand to keep me in line.”

“I need a firm hand to keep me in line, Empress.”

“Do not try and approach me as an equal, which your insolentpenis suggests by erecting without my desiring it do so.”

I flick a switch and music starts to play, a classic Tangotrack, Piazolla’s “Three Minutes with the Truth.” It unwinds with the speed ofa striking rattlesnake. A good background as I begin to strike him, using aheavier whip this time to begin the process of building his pain thresholds.

“You men are all the same, superficially seeming like decenthuman beings then revealing a slimy pit at your core. All the vile things thatyou have so neatly concreted over I will extract and avenge. You will donothing more than simply obey my commands, or face the consequences that wouldbefall any rebellious beast. A beast you are and unless I had taken you in abeast you would have remained. I intend to feminize you.”

I outline my philosophy to him in more detail, releasing himfrom his bonds where he flops exhausted to the ground. I order him to scour myboots with his tongue while I give him an inspiring lecture about what turn hislife has taken.

“I have never learnt from anyone resistance to assumptionsof male supremacy. The assertion that man is superior to women is selfevidently false. Unlike life in a man's body, life in a women’s body cultivatesreceptivity, openness and surrender. The ego relaxes and accepts its place inthe greater scheme of things. Our virtues are those of compassion, humility anda willingness to serve the greater whole of life. However, these traits havebeen exploited and degraded by men who have abrogated to themselves the need torule us. Therefore as it has been done to us shall it, be done to you.”

I circle him like a scorpion, tapping my spiky heels like pincerswhile he crawls around licking them clean.

“From now on, it’s Queen high, even the Joker in my packwears a skirt, and that’s you. You have heard of ace in the hole?”

“Yes,” g feebly replies.

“Well its tongue in the hole for you!” I exclaim.

I enjoy the reminders of my recent gambling success but Ireturn to the seriousness of the task in hand.

“You have a task of the utmost importance,” I say as I lowermy curvaceous bottom cheeks over his face.

Pam Watches

2011-11-10T12:07:00.001-08:00

''I'm home,'' the wife yelled as I scrambled into thebathroom and headed into the shower.

A few minutes later as I was busy scrubbing away the evidence that my daughterhad left on me, the bathroom door opened.

''Hi babe,'' my wife's tone was chirpy.

''Hey chick,'' was the standard response from me.

She pulled back the shower curtain smiling at what was behind.

''Do You Mind,'' I said smiling at her.

''No not at all.'' Her eyes wandered to my cock.

She closed the toilet seat, sat, and began chatting about her morning shoppingand said that she had a surprise for me for later.

''Mm ... can't wait baby.''

I finished showering, checking for the I-just-fucked-our-daughter tag that Isuspected was hanging somewhere on my body, I didn't find it.

''I'm just stepping next door babes; I want to talk to Jane. Won't be long,''my wife shouted up the stairs.

With a bit of luck Jane would be having another man crisis and my wife would bea little bit longer than five minutes.

Taking the opportunity, I headed for Pam's room. I wanted to see what state shewas in.

As I opened the door I was greeted with the sight of her onher knees with her ass pointing right at me. I didn't realize at first what shewas doing. It was only when the motion of her hand caught my eye that Irealized she was fucking herself with her small vibrator.

The sight was amazing and I just looked on in awe. As her wet pussy lipsgripped and slid along the pink shaft of her toy, leaving a silky wet trail.

I did not realize it but I found myself at the end of her bed. Wanting a betterview I looked over my shoulder, checking for the wife and dropped to my knees.

Her hand movement was fast she was really pounding the pick plastic cock intoher tight wet hole.

The smell of her highly sexed, wet pussy was amazing. I reached out my hand andgently stroked her butt cheeks. This made her jump; she didn't even know I wasthere.

Pam continued to fuck herself on her knees, her head in her pillow allowing herfree hand to work her clit.

Her moans were intense and I couldn't resist grazing my thumb over her puckeredass. The contact made her jump, but she pushed back giving me the ok.

I slid my thumb nearer her pussy to get some of her natural lube beforereturning it to her ass.

With a little more pressure I teased her hole, prompting more moans from her.Building up a bit more courage and worrying that the wife may soon return, Ipressed my thumb harder against her.

Her pussy lube made it easy and my thumb slipped inside. Bucking her hips likea bronco she started to cum. 'Fuck Daddy yes, yes,'' she screamed as she came.Her ass squeezed around my thumb so hard I was relieved it wasn't my cock.

Slumping on the bed panting, with the vibrator still inside her pussy she triedto catch her breath.

Gripping the pink shaft I pulled on it and with a plop, it emerged from herpink, wet and sticky hole. Holding it up to my nose I sniffed it and was almostdizzy at the aroma. I pushed the pick cock into my mouth and hungrily sucked itclean.

Playfully I spanked her ass and left her room to recover.

The rest of the day was a haze; I crashed on the sofa and watched sports allafternoon, not really paying the wife any attention. That was until a figurecaught my eye I the doorway. Snapping my head around for a double take, my wifestood there waiting for my response.

She was dressed all in black lingerie, small French knickers and matching bra.Her huge 38DD breasts looked so round and full, and her ass looked amazing fromwhere I was sat.

I sat forward and went to stand up. My wife who I now realized was wearingheels too, made strides towards me and ordered me to sit.

A smile crept across my lips as she dropped to her knees. Sliding her handsover my jeans, she followed the seams up the inside of my legs, her palms movedacross my balls and hardening cock.

She fumbled for my belt and quickly unbuckled it and popped open my denims.

Gripping the jeans she pulled them apart and down, popping the fly andreleasing the tension holding back my cock.

''Mm ..., something seems to be pleasing you,'' she smirked.

Her hands molested my now raging cock through my boxers. After what seemed likean eternity she pulled my boxers down and freed my engorged member.

Her hands felt so, soft as she worked the skin on my cock. Her thumbs strokedand ticked the underside of my cock making me moan out loud. ''Sh ... thekids,'' she whispered.

My wife had never been big on oral sex but I knew that now was my lucky time.Her head dipped slightly and she extended her tongue.

The initial contact made me jump. It felt amazing as it slid along theunderside of my cock, eventually reaching the head of cock. She opened hermouth and slid her lips down the thick shaft, the wet velvety feeling was mindblowing as she began to suck me, her head bobbing between my legs. With thistreat I knew I wouldn't last long and concentrated on holding back.

My wife was alternating between hands and mouth giving my balls and cock equalattention.

Movement in the same door way that my wife had entered through caught my eye.Looking over her shoulder I saw Pam standing there staring at the show. Icouldn't believe she was watching the show her Mother was putting on.

Instinctively I put my hands on the back of wife's head, more to prevent herfrom turning around than anything. But she took it as encouragement and gave mycock some more attention.

Pam was standing leaning on the door frame, her hands roaming her perky firmtits and stomach.

I watched in amazement as she slid her hands down her torso, and into her pjbottoms.

My wife was too enjoying her activity as her own hands were inside her panties,teasing her no doubt hard clit.

Muffled moans from my wife let me know that she was cumming, she stopped thehead bobbing, but my own thrusts kept the mouth fucking going. I felt her teethon my shaft as she came with a muffled scream. She removed her wet fingers fromher pussy and offered me them to lick clean.

God she tasted good, almost as good as our daughter.

Looking back at the doorway, Pam was still standing but thrusting her own hipsagainst her hand trying to get her own orgasm going.

My wife's hand gripped my cock and began wanking on me hard; her mouth wentback to sucking my balls. ''I want your cum John, please let me have it,'' shebegged down from between my legs.

Pam in the meantime looked flushed and was struggling to keep her moans in asshe fucked her own hand in the door way.

My wife's expert hands had me on the edge and my hips bucked fucking herfingers harder. A glance at the door way got me closer, Pam was pulling herhand, slick with her pussy juice, out of her pj's and began to lick her handclean. That was enough for me with a grunt a forceful thrust in my wife's handsI came, thick spurts shot upwards, and my wife was quick in moving her headover my cock to catch what she could.

Pam had crept away, the doorway now empty. I slumped back in the couch, my wifebusy sucking and licking up all the mess she had created.

''Looks like you enjoyed my surprise baby,'' she said in her sexiest littlegirl voice.

''More than you know gorgeous, more than you know,'' I said through a huge grin.

''Now how about you take me to bed and show me what else you got'' she wasgrinning massively.

I took her by the hand and led her out the door and upstairs to our bed. Afterthe events of today I hoped I had one more fuck in me.

Perfect Blow Job

2011-11-10T12:02:00.001-08:00

Giving Him Everything He Wants

We are standing faceto face in front of the bed and I look into his eyes.

"I want you, I want to feel all of you in my mouth" I tell him in mysultry voice.

With a sense of urgency he tells me "You don't know how bad I need thisbabe."

Our lips meet in a desperate deep kiss. Hands groping all over as we feverishlytear away each other's clothes till they are in a pile on the floor. I wrap thefingers of my left hand around his neck and as my right hand stroke's hisgrowing penis. He throws me down on the bed and the wrestling match begins.

He's on top of me grinding his pelvis into mine holding my wrists down while Ifeast on his sexy neck licking and biting. I shift my weight and roll him offof me so we are side by side. He wasn't expecting this.

"Frisky little slut aren't you" he says as my cheek stings and I letout a little yelp, from the slap he's just given me.

This sets me on fire and I'm going to take him now. I bite his nipple hard andattack his sexy chest with my hands and lips.

Looking up at him I ask "Tell me what you want?"

"My big hard cock down your throat my dirty little slut" he growlsand I go down on him like a pro.

I love when he talks dirty to me and calls me lewd names and makes me need toworship his cock like it deserves. I want to feel it all over my face and in mymouth. First I bury my face in his smooth balls licking and running my tongueall over them then gently sucking them into my hot mouth as I stroke thatbeautiful hard cock. It's looks so delicious with the big round head oozing precum already. I must taste it so I run my tongue up the back of the shaft to thetip of the head then grasping the shaft I rub the pre cum covered head all overmy lips licking up his juices as his moans of approval get louder.

I purse my lips to make a tight entrance for his steel rod to penetrate. As mylips touch the tip I feel hands on my head. His hips buck and his hands shovemy head down hard impaling my hot wet mouth with his rock hard cock making memoan in delight. He's in a frenzy fucking my face as hard as he can and I'mloving it so much. I want him to use me however he likes. I'm his personalwhore.

He never lets up his grip on my head with his fingers entangled in my longblond hair as he uses my mouth for his own little fuck-hole. I caress andmassage his balls and suck like crazy as he thrusts his hard cock in and out ofmy mouth. Every stroke so deep he's hitting the back of my throat as I swirl mytongue all over that delicious cock. I push down even harder my nose in hisbelly deep throating all the way.

Moving from his balls to his tight virgin ass I start playing with hisunexplored territory. His moaning gets louder and he releases his grip of myhead. I look up in his eyes and see a wild lust burning in them. Whilestroking his shaft I tease that big head flicking the tip of my tongue in hisslit as I gently insert one lubed finger into his tight clenching ass. I easilyfind his prostate already swollen and throbbing and massage his special spotmaking him let out a deep groan.

With his sexy tight ass pulsing and cumming on my finger I go after his cockand balls frantically giving them everything my hands and mouth have to offer.The room is filled with the sounds of raw sex, heavy breathing with moans of ecstasy.I feel his hands on my head again and the violent thrusting into my mouthbegins as I fuck his virgin ass so nicely. I feel his body stiffen and his cockis twitching in my throat. He pushes my mouth down on his big cock hard anddeep as it will go and sends a huge blast of hot cum down my throat and fillingmy mouth. Spasm after spasm his sexy ass cumming on my finger and his cockdumping load after load in my mouth.

I love his sweet cum and suck every drop milking his cock in my mouth whilesqueezing his balls dry. As his orgasm subsides I bask in the afterglow ofknowing I've just given him his biggest, strongest orgasm ever. He is spent andcompletely relaxed now so I crawl into bed and hold and kiss my sexy hot manappreciating everything he has just given me.

Looking for a Home

2011-11-10T11:55:00.001-08:00

A young man shows me a house I am interested in.

I was looking into buying a new house and had a few in mind so I called arealtor and asked him to show me a few. He sounded young on the phone and I hadasked him how much experience he had. He told me he had just received hislicense and I would be his first sale if he made one to me. He had asked me ifI wanted a more experienced realtor that his colleague would step in but Iassured him he would do just fine as I knew what I wanted. He agreed to meet methat evening in a large ranch house out in a rural neighborhood and I waspromptly there just as it was getting dusk.

He pulled up in his Saab, shuffled some papers around and opened his door. Hewas definitely young and immediately I knew I didn’t want the house but we hadboth driven out there and after I heard his story of how he asked the owners togo out to eat or something while he showed their house, I just knew I had tomake something of this waste of time. Being a woman of great imagination, Istudied him intently as he described the house.

He had a slim build and a great smile along with a charming personality. I wasin the mood for a bit of fun so I figured I would let him lead me around andevery once in awhile I would see if I could turn him on. I saw no ring on hisfinger so I felt no guilt when I waltzed over to the window, put my hands onthe sill and pushed my ass up in the air while looking out into the fields.

“Great view from up here, no doubt,” I said stretching my neck up allowing myskirt to hike up my ass. I had a pair of leather boots on that almost came tomy knees, a silky pair of stockings and a bright, pink thong under a black,shiny miniskirt that would flash my little pink mound if I stuck my ass outjust enough. I stretched toward the side as if to look out the window as farleft as I could.

“No neighbors close enough to look in,” I stated to lead into a teasingconversation. “I’m an avid nudist in my own home,” I said with a huge smile anda quick wink at the kid as I turned around and headed out the room towards abedroom.

I’m sure I was obvious and ridiculously cliché but I had an immediate response.Had his zipper been down, there would have been no way for his underwear tohold back the erection my ass had given him. It was almost too easy. As I slidby him I stared directly at his crotch and held my hand out as if I were goingto grab his cock then pulled my hand away at the last minute. “There’s nothingworse than nosey neighbors when all you’re trying to do is be comfortable, youknow?”

“Ab … absolutely, Ma’am I … I …I know exactly what you mean,” he stuttered andturned with me as I walked past him. I knew full well he was watching me shakemy ass into the next room. I quickly turned towards him and caught him hidinghis obvious excitement behind the papers in his hand.

“I had a nosey little teenage girl always looking into my room when I wasyounger and always wished I had lived a lot further from any houses so I could …uh … just … you know, be left alone,” he said hesitating towards the end of hissentence as if he were to disclose some personal information that may not havebeen appropriate at the time. What he didn’t know is that whatever he was aboutto say would have been perfectly in synch with the thoughts in my head.

I slowly sat down on the side of the bed just behind me and stared into hiseyes, then scanned down his body and stopped at his crotch. I looked back intohis eyes and put on a slight smirk. “Andrew?” I asked teasingly. “Did she catchyou masturbating?” I asked with a slight giggle that suggested I knew what hewas trying to say and there was no need for embarrassment. He turned bright redin an instant, hung his head down and snorted a slight laugh.

“Uh,” He chuckled and shook his head slightly. “Sorry, I ….”

“It’s OK, I’m a therapist,” I said but didn’t know if he knew what I meant. “Italk sex all the time and actually, I should be apologizing. I didn’t mean topry.”

We both shared a laugh and a moment of silence until I patted the bed and stoodup. “Maybe I should show you the kitchen,” he blurted as I was looking aboutthe room.

“Excellent idea,” I said and headed past him in a bit of a hurried manner. Ihad just remembered that I wanted to check the closet and made a quickturnaround and shouted. “Oh wait!” I spun around towards the closet and my shoehad caught on the lip of a part of the wood floor that was slightly raised. Ibegan to fall past Andrew but luckily he had caught me. I don’t know if I hadtripped subconsciously or not but as Andrew helped me back into an uprightposition, I found my hand grasping his stiff cock and I quickly released it butcertainly remembered how it felt in my hand.

I quickly covered my mouth with my hand and chuckled. “I am so sorry, Andrewand thank you for saving me from killing myself,” I said and without missing abeat, pretended as if nothing had happened and headed towards the closet. “Iwanted to check out all the closets, too!” I yelled into the closet, lookingaround inside to check the space. I pushed all the clothes towards the rightside so I could get a better view of the overall size, bent down and pushed myass into the air knowing full well I was practically revealing every bit of mylittle mound to him covered in a silky thong. Behind me I heard his voiceslowly getting closer.

“Most of the closets are fairly large,” He said in a crackling voice. He wasbreathing a bit harder, too and I knew he was catching a good view of my ass.“Are they big enough for you? The master bedroom closet is huge but the rest ofthem are the same size as this one,” he said after a noticeable swallow. Ispread my legs apart slightly and buried my head deep into the closet behindthe clothes that were hanging there and attempted to peek out behind me. Andrewwas adjusting himself and obviously sporting an erection. He moved a littlecloser and I watched him cock his head as if he were sizing up the situation.

“This is good. This is definitely a good size for a spare bedroom,” I shoutedinto the closet as I backed out quickly and bumped my ass into his bulgingtool. “Oops, I’m sorry,” I said as I brushed my hand across his stomach toacknowledge his presence and push him slightly out of my way. I had felt thewhole length of his hard cock up against my ass and I was getting quite turnedon thinking about that shaft sliding past my thong and into my moistening twatbut I carried on and turned to him as I was passing him. “Why don’t you show methe closet in the master bedroom? How much bigger is that?”

“Oh, yes indeed,” He said as he began to follow me out the door. I stood by therail outside the room waiting for him to exit and lead me to the master bedroomand as he passed me I had to check out what I had already grabbed once andbacked into. I wondered how much of this teasing he could possibly take but theyoung man was holding his composure so far. His cock however, was not. Theoutline of his erect tool was so obvious I don’t know how he managed to keep astraight face.

“Right this way,” he said as his hand raised and led me forward and around thecorner. I walked into the master bedroom which was a decent size and turned tothe right towards the closet.

“Not bad,” I said as I looked about the room and headed for the closet whichseemed quite large as I walked into it. There were hanging clothes on the rightand I walked right past them and turned right, heading for the back of the hugewalk in closet. I peeked through the clothes to see if Andrew was following meand he was quick to follow.

I stood in the back corner of the closet again bent over and bearing my legsand ass as I heard him come up behind me. He came in and quickly stood behindme hoping, I’m sure, that I would again back into him. “Huge, isn’t it?” Heasked. I could hear him breathing heavy and it was turning me on but Ipretended to be checking out the shoe rack. I knelt down, squatted and turnedtoward the back wall to check out the shoe rack and out of the corner of my eyerealized his stiff cock was inches away from my face. I stuck out my chest andran my finger down the wood of the custom rack towards his pants, getting myface even closer to his growing bulge and pushed my lips outward.

“Oh ...,” I said seductively. “I love this hard wood.” I ran my finger backacross the wood towards myself. “Is this oak?” I said as I nonchalantly spreadmy legs open giving him a front view into my miniskirt. I slowly licked mylips, looked up at him and held my mouth slightly open waiting for an answer.He looked down at me and his eyes were as wide as they could possibly get. Iwatched him slowly swallow and I smiled at him.

“I, uh … I’m not really, uh … sure if it’s oak.” He stuttered and I watched himcompletely lose his train of thought while I was smiling at him in a completelyvulnerable position. Our eyes were locked in a moment of uncomfortableawareness and I couldn’t take another minute of it so I broke the silence.

“Do it,” I said smiling up at him, watching his crotch grow even more.

“Do what?” He said looking around as if checking to see that no one waslooking. I looked at his growing crotch and then looked back into his eyes. Iput my hands under my thighs and drew the back of my skirt up over my ass torest on my hips. My fingers worked their way to the insides of my thighs as Ispread my knees further apart.

“You know you want to,” I said looking at him and running my tongue across mylower lip. I smiled again and watched a smile come across his face ever soslowly. I winked at him and he tossed his clipboard out of the closet into theroom. He slowly unzipped his pants waiting for me to disapprove but I showed nosuch sign. Instead I watched carefully as he pulled his stiff cock from the holein his pants left by the opening of the zipper and let it rest pointingstraight out of his pants. It was a beautiful cock, too, perfectlyproportionate with a thick head on it, too.

I opened my mouth and held my tongue against my top teeth and watched intentlyas he brought it toward me. I wanted to just shove it down my throat but I lethim bring it to my lips and rest it there on my lower lip. My tongue crept outof my mouth and slid under his hardened staff and my mouth began to open. Hewiped the head of his cock across my upper lip, then across my lower lip andbounced it several times on my lower lip, leaving a thin thread of liquidbetween my lip and the tip of his cock as he pulled it away.

“Wow,” he said as he took a deep breath. “You are so freaking’ hot.” I put myhands on his thighs and worked them around to the back pulling him into mymouth, feeling every bit of his hard member slide across my tongue and pushingagainst the inside of my cheek. I tightened my lips around his staff and pushedhim backwards, out of my mouth. I wrapped my hand around the base of histhrobbing tool and flicked my tongue across the bottom of its head, picking upany silky semen I could. I squeezed his shaft at the bottom and brought my handupwards to squeeze out any liquid, then buried him deep in my mouth until Ifelt him touch the back of my throat. I held him there for a moment then pushedmyself into him, popping his cock into my throat. He moaned and I pulled himout and gasped.

“Oh God, that’s a nice cock,” I cried and again buried him deep into my mouth.I swallowed and pulled him toward me, again popping his cock deep down mythroat and pulled him out gasping. I slowly jerked him off with the slickjuices left on his shaft and ran my lips down the shaft of his cock and tookhis testicles into my mouth, twisting my hand over and over the throbbing headof his pipe. I pulled his testicles out of my mouth and wrapped my other handaround them and pulled his cock back to my lips where I bounced his erectionagainst my puckered lips and again drew him into my mouth, rolling my tongueall over the inside of my mouth. He pulled himself from me and began tofrantically unbuckle his pants.

I stood up and turned toward the wall, bent over and pushed my ass up at him. Idrew my hand up between my legs and with my fingers I moved my thong aside andspread my lips. He inched his cock forward as his pants dropped to the groundand I felt the head of his hard cock bump my fingers. I guided him slowly intothe wet lips I had waiting for him and with a slight shift of my weight, I fellback into him, his cock completely filling me. I swished my ass from side toside and heard him moaning. Using my muscles, I squeezed him from the insideand felt him shiver. I pulled forward and then back into him over and overwhile I put my leg up onto the shoe rack and held onto the shelf in front ofme. I stopped and he took over pumping me again and again and filling me upwith his meaty friend. I dropped my head and closed my eyes. My ass went up anddown across his cock so fast he couldn’t keep up until he just stopped and letme work myself into a, frenzy. I started to quake and then pushed down as hardas I could onto his thick tool and threw my head back and screamed.

I stayed there momentarily until I stopped shaking. He started pumping me againand I reached between my legs and wrapped my fingers around his slick, stiffcock and he took several quick short pumps into and threw his head back, pulledhis cock out of me and stood there with it in his hand. I quickly turned aroundand before I could get my mouth around him, he shot a huge load of semen ontomy thigh. I quickly had his throbbing cock in my mouth shooting load after loadinto my throat until he finally settled down with a deep breath. “Whoa! HolyCow,” He said wiping the sweat from his forehead as I pulled his softening cockfrom my mouth and held it in my hand, “Unbelievable!”

“I’m sorry, I don’t think I like the house,” I said as I let his cock slip outof my hand. “I would, however, like to see others. That is, if you are up forit this week.” I said as I smiled at him and rose from my feet. I grabbed histie and started straightening it for him and poked him on the tip of the noseand slapped his ass as I passed him. “Let’s get out of here. I’ll call you andwe can schedule a time. Oh, and let me know if any other deals are out in thisarea.” I said smugly as I headed downstairs. He followed me to the door andassured me he would find other places. He is still my realtor today.

Lost Dog

2011-10-11T08:11:00.000-07:00

Last Thursday morning my dog wentmissing. It's a male Rhodesian ridgeback called Simba and it looks like a smallpony. Hard to lose you might think, but once in a while he decides to play athunting and off to the fields he goes. I did all the usual things; lookedaround the village, walked up and down calling his name in a high pitched voiceto entice him to come running, feeling like a fool. You know the routine. Aftera while, an old guy who lives at the top of our quiet cul-de-sac told me thathe had seen the dog in the back garden of his new neighbor. He didn't know hername but he thought she was in. I thanked him and went to knock on the door.

The door was opened by a lovelylooking woman that I hadn't seen around the village. She was around thirty,that's 18 years younger than me, tall and well built without being fat, withlong shaggy red hair and bright green eyes that smiled even before her mouthdid. I explained why I was there and she laughed and stood back to let me in. Sheasked me to sit down in the lounge and as I did so, she walked past me towardsthe kitchen, asking if I wanted a drink. I took the opportunity to study her.

I declined the drink but saw that shewore a deep blue silk or satin housecoat which buttoned down the front but wasopen from just below her hips, revealing long legs clad unmistakably in whitestockings. I should say at this point that I have a fondness for red heads andI'm crazy over stockings, white in particular. I could feel my cock stirringand I sat forward to cover any tell tale bulge as she came back into the roomand sat opposite me.

She introduced herself as Mary andsaid that she knew the dog was mine as she had seen me walking him a few times.Then she looked me straight in the eye and said that she loved the way I wasable to control such a large and powerful animal and she could tell I had thestrength in my shoulders and arms to control something wild. Now call mehopeful, but if that wasn't a come on I have never heard one. She said that shehad called the dog in to her garden, knowing I would come by looking for it. Asshe said this, her legs crossed and her housecoat fell open to reveal herstocking tops and I knew I wasn't just hoping.

I stood and said that I had plenty ofpractice at controlling wild animals and would she like a demonstration. Shelooked up at me and her eyes flashed wickedly as she said that she doubtedwhether I could control her. I stepped forward and immediately grabbed afistful of her long hair, pulling her to me. She gasped and I knew it hurther. I told her that she shouldn't start games she wasn't prepared to seethrough and she laughed, answering that she would do anything for a man strongenough to tame her, but I had better be strong because not many men have beenable to. Fair enough.

I pulled her hair again and she made atiny sound of pain. I ordered her to unfasten my trousers. Sherefused and tried to pull away but I had her hair wrapped around my fist and Idragged her back.

"You better do it bitch!”

She quickly undid my belt andunbuttoned my trousers and I told her to pull them down, my shorts too. Ireinforced the order with another hard tug on her lovely soft hair. I couldfeel her finger nails scratching my thighs as she obeyed me and my cock sprangup, almost hitting her in the face. Now I'm not bragging but my manhoodmeasures 9” on a good day and it's very thick. Add to this that she had a goodviewing angle and it was no wonder that she gasped again.

Open wide you little slut, I'm goingto fuck your mouth.”

I pulled her head back as I said thisand saw that there were tears in her eyes. I was almost tempted to stop butthen she licked her lips and her mouth opened. I pulled her close as I pushedforward and my cock hit the back of her throat. I thrust into her a few timesand she gagged. I pulled back a little then and she began to lick and suck me. Iclosed my eyes and wallowed in the experience and I have to say that she wasvery good. After a while I pulled free of her expertise and she looked up witha question in her eyes. I released her hair and stepped away to sit on thesofa. I told her that I was going to relax while she sucked me and I orderedher to stand up and take off her coat.

As it fell from her shoulders, I tookin her magnificent body, all curves and a little excess flesh without being inany way fat. She was wearing the full kit of sexy undies, a matching white braand panties with suspender belt and stockings in the same color. It was clearthat she had manufactured this encounter and I wasn't going to disappoint. Ihad to focus to avoid knocking her down, jumping her and cumming all too soon. Shestepped to me and knelt at my feet but I told her to stand again. I told herthat she would do nothing without my permission or I would punish her and Itold her to turn and face away from me.

She did as I said and I told her toslowly take off her panties, bending forward to show off her ass. She beganeasing the tiny silk strip across her ample cheeks and as he did so shewriggled a little for added effect. I waited for her to reach the lowest pointand after she had stepped from her panties and told her to remain bent over andto grasp her ankles. For a 30'ish woman with a full figure she managed itwithout effort. I stood behind her and without warning slapped her taut asshard, one on each cheek. She cried out in pain and surprise but she didn'tmove.

That was for wriggling. I told you,nothing without my instruction. Now, move your feet wider apart. Do it youlittle whore!”

With her feet spread I could see herpussy. It was already open and so wet it looked as though it might drip. Icaressed her tight ass softly and ran my hand under her, gently tracing myfinger tips over her anus and hearing her moan, before quickly and roughlypushing my hand into the soft wet folds of her sex. She moaned again, loudernow and I rubbed her, hard and fast, feeling her oils covering my hand. I tookmy hand away and noticed that it was indeed covered in cream. I grabbed herhair again with my other hand and pulled up her head, rubbing my palm andfingers over her face and telling her to lick it clean.

She lapped at me like a dog and Iwanted to take her then, hard and fast, but it would have been a waste. Leavingher bent over me I walked away without speaking. I fixed myself a glass ofScotch from the drinks tray in the corner of the lounge and casually walkedpast her to look out of the rear window, just checking on my dog. I knew shecould see me but I also knew that she wouldn't move or question me. Finally, Isat on the sofa once more and looked at her. Her ass had reddened from my twosharp blows and her pussy was red and sopping wet. I ached to fuck her.

Come here slut. Suck my cock”.

She straightened up then and turned toface me. She shook her head and her wonderful red hair sprayed out around hershoulders. Her eyes flashed.

No! I'm tired of the game. You can gonow.”

She put her hands on her hips andglared at me defiantly. I was up in an instant and crossed the space between usbefore she had time to react. I slapped her face hard, just once and took holdof that hair again, dragging her forward and down, making her fall to herknees.

Game ... do you think this is a gameyou dirty little tramp, very well, it's a game. But it's my game and my rules. Youdo what I say, when I say, or you get punished. I slapped her other cheek andsat back, my legs apart. Now show me what a good little cock sucker you are orsuffer for it.”

The cheeks of her pretty face wereglowing with my hand prints and there were tears in her eyes but a tiny smileplayed around her mouth as she shuffled closer and bent to her duty. She lickedthe exposed and swollen head and ran her tongue down my length, nuzzling at myballs before moving back up to take me into her mouth. I sat still and closedmy eyes once more, reveling in the feeling she was generating with her artfultechnique. I allowed her to continue for a good ten minutes, by exercising selfcontrol and demonstrating to her that her only purpose was to serve. Finally, Ipushed her back. I held my cock and used to hit her across the face two orthree times.

You seem to be getting the hang of it.Now, kneel up here on the sofa, with your knees wide. I'm going to see whatyour hot little cunt feels like”.

Bless her, she couldn't have movedfaster. Before I could stand she was kneeling next to me, waiting. I stoodbehind her and casually thrust four fingers straight into her open pussy,making her cry out. I pushed harder and bent in my thumb, shoving my whole handinside.

Did you think I meant to fuck you, myfilthy little whore ... well possibly, but not yet?”

I fisted her then, deep and hard andfast, really ramming my hand deep, until my wrist was being caressed by herlips. She began to climax, her body shuddering and her muscles contracting butshe made no sound. I continue to pound her soft yielding flesh, loving theburning heat and the incredible wetness of her. After a while I pulled out myhand to find it covered in her cream. I eagerly licked at it and sucked myfingers, my head spinning with the exquisite taste. I knelt behind her andpulled her ass cheeks wide, pushing my face into her and licking at her innerflesh. She cried out as I sucked on her folds and drank the never ending juicewith loud slurping. I stood after a while and sat next to her to pull her faceto look at me. My own face was covered in her and I kissed her then, a longforceful kiss that had nothing to do with gentle affection as our mouths andtongues almost fought for supremacy.

Pulling away, I stood behind her andrammed my aching cock as deep into her as I could with one fast movement thatmade a slapping sound as we came together. I heard the breath leave her mouthin a rush and I grabbed her hips and began banging her, savagely pounding herbody with my own, driving my hard cock deep and loving the screams of hersecond orgasm as her body went into spasm around my cock. On an on I went,loosing myself in her and digging my fingers into her soft flesh as I took whatI want, what I needed.

Feeling my own orgasm approaching, Iwithdrew from her and she moaned at the loss, but I hurriedly positioned myselfagainst her anus and pushed in. She screamed again then, at the pain of myunexpected and brutal penetration, but I didn't care. I loved the sound. Ipushed hard, driving my throbbing cock all the way into her ass. I was rapingher and loving it.

Her moans of pleasure were mingledwith her screams of pain and I don't think even she knew where one ended andthe other began. I pulled her back to meet each massive thrust and her ass feltincredibly tight and searing hot. It was time. With a roar I came, my cockswelling still further and exploding, pumping cum deep inside her, filling her.

My head was spinning, my blood pumpingand my body felt as though I was on fire. I couldn't stop cumming and I thoughtI was going to pass out. It had never felt that good. It actually hurt but Icouldn't stop. Finally, as I subsided a little, I realized that she wasscreaming. A long high keening that was accompanied by a shaking of her wholebody. Her fingers looked as though they would rip the sofa and her legs werethrashing. I was actually holding her up without knowing it, my fingers sunkdeep into her soft skin. I pulled my cock from her and looked down to see cumspurt from her still open ass to run down her thigh. I wiped it up with myfingers and pushed them into her mouth. She sucked on them like an animal and Iknelt next to her, pulling her face to me. She took my cock without anothersound and she sucked at me so hard it was my turn to cry out.

I stood then and told her to get up. Shemoved slower now but not to play the game that was behind us. I took her armand pulled her with me as I walked through to the kitchen. Once there I threwher down on the cold hard tiled floor and stood over her. Without a word I tookhold of my cock and began pissing. The strong stream sprayed over her thighsand I aimed it at her gaping pussy. She moaned and lay back on the floor, usingboth hands to pull her lips open so wide I thought it must hurt and I pisseddirectly into her as she moaned in lustful ecstasy.

I moved up her body, over her slightlyprotruding belly and her shallow high waist and between her lovely full breaststo pool at her throat for a moment. Then, as she smiled and opened wide, I tookit over her chin and pissed into her mouth. Just before her eyes closed, I sawa look of pure animal, something primal and almost scary deep within her. Asshe swallowed I moved to piss over her wonderful red hair, soaking it beforecoming back to her mouth again. My flow was dying and she sat up to take holdof my cock, actually taking it into her mouth and sucking to drain the lastdrops from my now painful cock.

When I had finished I needed to sit atthe kitchen table to regain my strength and she calmly stood and went to switchon the kettle, asking if I wanted a drink now.

We sat quietly at the table, drinkingcoffee, still naked, still red and swollen and soaked with sweat cum and piss. Aftera long period of silence she spoke.

That was wonderful. We can do it againtomorrow if you like, but next time will you tie me up and hurt me a little. Ilike being whipped and spanked really hard.”

I nodded wordlessly. I had thought Iwas in control, but I could see now that this was a woman who always got whatshe wanted. After a while we showered together and dressed, she put on ajogging suit rather than an outfit for sex. She led me to the door and wekissed.

Oh, my name's Linda, by the way. What'syours?”

A Couple of Drinks

2011-10-11T07:34:00.000-07:00

I met my wife in high school, almost 30 years ago. I was her 1st lover. She was raised to be prim and proper. Needless to say, I got her drunk after dating 2 weeks and took full advantage of her. She wanted it as bad as I did. Over the years, I taught her many things. She gladly sucked my cock and swallowed, she let me tenderly take her anally. She even was willing to suck my cock in the car as we drove next to truckers while showing them her pussy and tits. Once we got married and the kids started coming, things changed a bit. Once the kids were all in high school, she started relaxing a bit. Once, while on vacation, she had some drinks and was getting very horny.

We were on a Cruise Ship in the Caribbean. We were in the adult's only hot tub in the back of the ship out of view. I had talked her into wearing a yellow Wicked Weasel bikini. Convincing her it was midnight, dark, and that there was no one around, she let me take off the bottoms and finger her in the hot tub. After teasing her to the edge of orgasm 4 times then backing off, she was crazy with lust. She kept trying to pull my suit off so she could mount me. I had seen some movement in the shadows for about 15 minutes. Finally a good looking black man that looked to be 25 or so walked towards the hot tub with a towel. I knew he had been listening and watching because I could see a wet spot on his swim trunks. The spot was a good 8 to 10 inches down one leg of his suit.

My wife was a tad startled and scooted closer to me. Her bikini bottoms were on the edge of the hot tub where he sat down. As we made some small talk and found out he was a semi pro football player. He was well muscled. After a while, he picked up her bikini bottoms and smiled and said that he hoped he did not interrupt anything. He told her she was too damn sexy to be wearing a suit in the hot tub anyway.

The last drink Kaitlyn had must have just started hitting her. She said without thinking that he was too damn sexy to be wearing a suit too. I smiled and winked at Terell. He said "Fair enough" and stood up and removed his suit. I actually heard a small gasp from my wife as his 8" flaccid penis hung down touching the water. Kaitlyn could not take her eyes off his cock as he stood there making small talk, no pun intended. She also could not release her grip on my cock. I thought she was going to rip it off. Terell said that since he was totally nude, she should take off the bikini top. I untied the strings and let it slip into the water. Terell commented on how nice her tits were and that he especially liked her hard nipples. As Terell went to sit down, he slid towards us as he sat. Kaitlyn now was between me and this very well hung black man. She lost her inhibitions that night. Believe me that is an understatement. Maybe I will tell you the rest if you're interested.