A Wife's Needs [Part 2] - An Erotic Tale...

A Wife's Needs [Part 2] - An Erotic Tale...

A MONTH LATER...

Kim stood at the kitchen sink rinsing dishes, stacking them in the drainer to dry. She looked out of the window above the sink but could only see her own image staring back at her through the nighttime darkness.

Ricky. His image popped up in her head, she could almost see his handsome features superimposed over her own reflected image. Kim thought of Ricky all the time and there was nothing she could do about it.

The one time affair with Ricky had unlocked something within her, awakened something sexual, something naughty. Something her husband just couldn't give her. Kim didn't think she was in love with her brother-in-law, but he reached her with a power she hadn't experienced before. Her attraction had grown so strong that it scared her at times. From the moment when she'd first allowed Ricky to fuck her, Kim had been consumed by her hunger for him. She felt the hunger now.

She loved her husband; he was a wonderful man, peaceful, understanding even. Marvin was attractive, had a great sense of humor and cared about her. She always felt like she was taken care of with Marvin. Everything was always under control. He had a nice touch in bed, soft and gentle, the orgasms would come, most of the time, but the sex wasn't...HOT! There just wasn't that hot driving feeling.

Ricky on the other hand wasn't so gentle, he made himself happy first. He wasn't always asking her if she was okay, if she'd finished. He just wanted to fuck. When he focused on her, he seemed to be looking right into her, reading her. And she liked it!

Ricky was an energetic lover, he made her feel alive. He had brought her to new sexual heights and to an orgasmic bliss that she'd never reached before, or since. The thought of once again returning to those levels of passionate pleasure were becoming irresistible, almost a necessity.

Kim had noticed that since her affair with Ricky that she had begun excitedly anticipating his visits, just to be around him. She would get tongue tied and giggled a lot in his presence. God, she was acting just like a teenage schoolgirl all of a sudden.

There had been an intriguing change that grew within Kim over the past several weeks. No longer was she the reserved, morally aware housewife she'd been prior to the affair. She was now more sexually alive, open to new ideas and willing to try new things in bed. Marvin was ecstatic, his once reserved wife was now uninhibited, almost slutty. Their lovemaking sessions were now feverish, the best ever.

Kim had also found that she was developing an exhibitionist streak. She would really get more out of sex with Marvin by sitting on his hips and facing the dresser so she could watch herself in the mirror. She liked the image of Marvin's dick sliding in and out of her dripping wetness. She was also dressing more provocatively when she went out, even when she was just running errands; she was enjoying the newfound attention. She found herself getting very aroused by the attention, her nipples got hard and her pussy would flood. The more she'd expose herself the more excited she'd become, often having to rush back home and furiously finger herself to orgasm.

She really liked the post-Ricky Kim to the before version. Wicked and naughty were definitely more fun!

She felt a hand rubbing the small of her back interrupting her thoughts. Suddenly Marvin was there lightly brushing her left cheek with his lips, gentle little kisses. "Hey babe," he whispered into her ear.

"Hi honey," she said, wrinkling her nose at him.

"Wanna fool around?" Marvin asked her as he gently nibbled on the nape of her neck.

"I'm sorry honey. I don't feel like it tonight." She said, dropping her head. Her right hand went to her temple, rubbing it.

"Headache?" he asked.

"Yeah."

"Why don't you take something for it and go lay down, get some rest? You'll want to get rid of it before morning. We have that day planned with Ricky and Naima tomorrow."

"I will. Let me finish this up and then I'll take something and go to bed," she said, flashing that brilliant smile of hers.

"Okay. I'm going to go read for a while before bed." He kissed her and turned to walk away, "Love you."

"Love you too babe," she said, but her mind was thinking about Ricky. She started to worry about the impending collision the next day.

THE NEXT DAY...

Kim had dressed carefully for this day. She'd put a considerable amount of thought into her attire. Something revealing, something tempting but not too far over the line. She'd settled on a beige colored summer dress with a low scooping neckline that emphasized her deep, inviting cleavage. The dress came to around mid-thigh, revealing much of her long, toned, chocolate legs. It showed off her figure to an exceptional advantage. Perfect.

They passed a parking lot attendant as Kim and Marvin walked toward the zoo's main entrance. Marvin noticed that the young man was watching the way Kim's substantial bosom bobbed and shook with each step she took, her ample 38DD titties appeared as though they were about to burst from the low cut dress.

The attendant lingered a moment as he took in the sight of Kim's expansive, exposed cleavage as she walked past. Marvin looked back at the stranger, then at Kim, a look of utter astonishment on his face.

Not long ago his wife would have been ashamed to have exposed so much of her body in public. Now she was no longer so conservative, she was almost flaunting it for any pimply-faced kid who happened to want to take a look. Amazing.

They met up with Ricky and Naima at the main gate. Kim's busty presentation not lost on Ricky, his eyes drank her in. "Nice dress," Naima said, thinking the comment would irritate Kim. It didn't.

They strolled through the exhibits, Marvin and Ricky began acting like all brothers do, laughing and joking, giving the girls and each other a hard time. Kim found herself giggling at everything Ricky said or did. She was becoming increasingly jealous of the attention he gave Naima. Kim watched Ricky and Naima walking hand in hand and staying in each others personal space. She knew it was wrong but Kim began looking for reasons to dislike Ricky's new girlfriend.

They stood watching the giraffes, marveling at the long, graceful necks as the animals reached high into trees to feed on the tender new leaves. "Look at how long their tongues are. They remind me of your talented tongue," Naima said, laughing as she snuggled up to Ricky, shooting a glare toward Kim. When Naima laughed it was a low, husky laugh, with a little sex in it.

Almost on cue, Ricky rolled his tongue out and touched the tip to his nose. Kim felt her knees buckle and tightly gripped the rail to keep from falling as she imagined Ricky snaking his wonderfully long tongue up and into her dripping wet pussy.

Kim caught Naima staring at her with a smug look on her face, knowing that Naima had read Kim's own stunned look. Kim finally found a reason to hate her.

"Geez Rick," Marvin laughed, "He used to gross all of the girls out like that when we were kids." Everyone laughed. Ricky took a lingering, knowing glance at Kim.

They walked around some more and then decided to stop for some ice cream. As the two couples were sitting down at a patio table to eat the ice cream Kim leaned way forward as she slid into her chair, purposely giving Ricky a view where he could look straight down the front of the gaping bust line of her dress and see her big breasts, almost to her nipples.

Ricky was watching her as she ate her ice cream; she ate it slowly, with a lot of tongue-on-spoon action. He knew that Kim was purposely putting on a show for his benefit. A slow fire of anticipation spread through his chest and stomach, his breath suddenly coming harder.

Marvin stood up, "I'll be right back. Gotta go to the little boys room."

"I should use the ladies room before we start off again," Naima smiled as she stood.

Kim and Ricky watched the two walk around the corner looking for the restrooms. Kim turned to Ricky, "Well, here we are," she said, dropping her elbows on the table and leaning toward Ricky. She smelled lightly of cinnamon, like a dream; he eyed her soft cleavage guarded by the swells of her large breasts.

"You really haven't tried anything with me since, you know, we did it," she stated, nibbling on her bottom lip.

She was so serious and so cool about it that he nodded in return. "Good point."

Ricky quickly slid his chair right next to Kim's. He shot his hand under the table and up her thigh. "Spread your legs."

"I don't-"

"Do it," Ricky barked, he could feel her breath catch.

She reluctantly spread her thighs, afraid of being caught, her face reddened as Ricky reached between her legs rubbing and fingering her pussy through her sheer, silken panties. People were walking by, seeming not to notice but Kim was sure that some of them did which made the whole episode very exciting. Her pussy became very wet, soaking her panties.

"Are you sure we should be doing this?" she asked as he continued his assault on her hot, wet panty clad pussy.

Ricky didn't answer. He moved his middle finger up, and diddled his pretty sister-in-laws swollen clit through her panties. Kim whimpered and moaned as his fingers worked her pussy, rapidly sliding up and down her panty covered slit. She spread her legs wider, not caring if anyone noticed, giving Ricky better access, making it easier for his fingers to roam.

"Oh, Ricky," she whispered. Her voice had gone from sweet to rough, sensual, almost dark with desire, her perfect white teeth catching her suddenly sensual lower lip for just an instant.

"Oh God Ricky! You're making my pussy so fucking wet! I want you to lick me and fuck me!" She said in a hushed voice, low and buttery, wanting nothing except for her husband's brother to use her for his pleasure once again.

Ricky pulled his hand out from under the table and slid his chair back to its place. "I should stop. We wouldn't want Marvin or Naima to walk back and catch us," he said, smiling.

"Oh, God, you're such a tease," she murmured, fighting the sexual frustration as she tried to recompose herself.

"I'ma give you my new cell phone number...I wanna finish what I just started."

Kim dug in her purse and produced a pen. She wrote the phone number he gave to her on a napkin, then put the end of her pen against her teeth, pensively, erotically. A little clump of hair fell over her eyes and she brushed it back, smiled at him and said, "I'll call you later to let you know when you can, you know, um, visit." She looked at him and consciously batted her eyes.

"Yeah, that's cool. We gotta do it when Marvin's out and Naima and I don't have plans."

Kim despised herself for a second, she was going to be unfaithful again, but she could feel the pleasure of his company unwinding in her chest. There was a hint of amusement in his eyes. He knew the effect he had on her. An unspoken agreement hung in the air between them.

Marvin and Naima soon returned and the two couples returned to their zoo tour. Other than some subdued flirting the rest of the trip went by uneventfully.

3 DAYS LATER...

Kim was meeting her best friend Shay Johnson for lunch. They had been meeting for lunch on Tuesday's like clockwork for the past few years, they got the idea from a Sex And The City episode.

Today they were having lunch at Gino's. It was a favorite local Italian restaurant of theirs. The place was authentic Italian – Mediterranean décor, bottles of Chianti with straw wrappers, red-and-white checkered table cloths, baskets of hot fresh bread as soon as you sat down, the room smelling of olives and pepper, sugar and wheat.

Kim arrived a little before one o'clock, checking her appearance in the plate glass windows as she prepared to enter the building.

"This one makes my dick hard everytime she come in here," the maitre d' muttered to the waiter standing next to him.

"Yeah, mine too," he agreed.

Kim approached the two men, her long black hair bouncing and falling to her shoulders. She was looking good, her heavy breasts shifting under her white, silk blouse, bobbing up and down with each step, her legs cascaded from the short red skirt that clung to her like a new paint job as she walked toward them on matching high heels. She looked like the cover girl from a girlie magazine.

"I'm supposed to meet a friend here. She's expecting me," Kim said, smiling.

"Ah, yes. I believe you're friend is already seated in the back. Would you follow Tony? He'll show you the way," the maitre d' said, almost falling into her eyes.

"Thank you." Kim's smile widened, a two-hundred-watt smile. She followed the waiter past the velvet rope, into the back of the restaurant and saw Shay smiling.

Kim took a seat across from Shay. The waiter stepped up beside Kim, eyeing her cleavage, slipped a menu in front of her, and said, "cocktail, miss?"

"Ah, I, um, what are you drinking Shay?" Kim inquired.

"Martini. Two olives."

"A martini. That sounds about right, I'll have a martini."

The waiter went to get the drink, Shay following him with her eyes said, "He's kind of cute."

"Geez Shay, they're all kind of cute to you. You need to get laid," Kim said smiling and they both laughed.

Kim picked up her menu and sighed, "Every time we eat here I have to spend an extra forty five minutes to an hour on the treadmill."

"I know. The foods great but everything is loaded with calories," Shay agreed.

The waiter returned with the martini a minute later and then left after taking their orders. They ate in easy companionship, talking about the day, their lives and people they knew.

Shay's wistfulness disappeared, suddenly getting serious. "So what happened at the zoo? Are you going to hook up with Ricky again?"

As far as Kim knew, Shay was the only person, besides Ricky, who knew about the affair. She told her about Ricky rubbing her pussy under the table and went on, "He gave me his new cell phone number. I'm pretty sure I'm going to call him. I just can't stop thinking about him girl."

"He'd be pretty hard not to think about," Shay said, smiling.

Kim nodded and shivered thinking about him. "He does give off a certain" – Kim groped for a word – "magnetism."

"You've got that right," Shay said.

"No, listen to me, I really want you to understand this. For some reason that I can't explain, he has some sort of hold on me," Kim told her friend.

"You mean like a you gonna leave Marvin type-of hold?"

"No, no, I don't want anything like that. I love Marvin, I really do, but I just can't get Ricky out of my thoughts. Ricky is so...physical; he's really...into sex. I'm telling you Shay, he's a real sex machine – I don't know what else can I tell you."

"He is?" Shay purred, slightly seductive, intended to tease her best friend.

Kim's eyes flickered, and she added, girl to girl, a little giggle, a half whisper, "This is what I'm tryna tell ya! I didn't tell you this before, but he's really, really large. His dick filled me up."

Both women giggled and finished their lunch.


THE NEXT MORNING...


"Ricky?" she said, leaning into the phone, "It's Kim..." She added, as if he may not know her. "Are you alone?" her voice was tentative.

"Yeah, I'm alone."

"Can I come over? I'm ready for you to finish what you started..."

"Yeah, I'll be waiting."


AN HOUR LATER...

When Kim arrived Ricky met her at the front door and let her in. She shyly smiled at him, her lipstick was a rough sex shade of red and he marveled at her beautiful pearly whites. She wore a simple pink t-shirt with a scoop neck tucked into her tight jeans. Her nipples were very hard and obvious.

As soon as the door closed Kim took Ricky by the collar, kissed him, and said, "I'm tired of the games Ricky. I need you, right now." She knew it was wrong but she couldn't help it, the drive was irresistible.

He reached for her, pulled her to him and kissed her. She hesitated for the fraction of a second, and then returned the kiss, powerfully, pushing him against the wall, her face and pelvis pressed to his, her hands clenching his shirt. They clung together in a passionate kiss; then she broke her lips away and pulled him tighter groaning.

"Let's take this to the bedroom," he said.

He led Kim into the bedroom and held her for a long moment and then found her lips again. They walked in a little tight circle and he felt the bed hit the back of his knees and he dropped on to it, pulling her with him. He expected her to resist, but she did not. Kim rolled to one side and held him, kissing him again with a hunger on the lips, then on the jaw. He rolled half over on top of her pulling at her shirt, getting it out of her jeans, getting his hand inside, fighting the bra, finally reaching around her and unsnapping it, catching one of her perfect titties in his hand, squeezing it urgently.

"Oh, God!" she said, arching against him. "God, Ricky..."

He found her belt, pulled it open, slipped his hand inside her jeans, under the elastic edge of her lacy panties, down to the hot, wet center of her pussy, she nearly screamed with the intensity of the feeling.

"Sweet Jesus," she moaned, grabbing his shirt, pulling him closer, kissing him with a fierce heat.

Frantically the two began pulling each other's clothes off until they were both completely naked on the bed. She leaned forward and spoke softly into his ear, catching his earlobe between her lips, lightly grazing it with her teeth. He shivered. "Ricky, I wanna feel your tongue licking this pussy."

Ricky moved away from her as Kim cocked open her long legs wide for him, opening her glistening pussy lips with her fingers.

Ricky crawled in between Kim's legs and lowered his handsome face to within an inch of his sister-in-law's gaping pussy. Her smooth, chocolate thighs framed a bald, pouty-lipped pussy that excited him. He noticed that the lips of her pussy were slightly swollen and were dripping wet in anticipation.

Laying lay flat on his belly, he folded back the outer lips of her gleaming slick slit, leaned forward, stuck out his tongue, and began licking up and down her bald, juicy pussy. A low moan escaped her lips and her legs spread further. Kim gave a convulsive shudder, and dug her nails into the bedspread.

"Ohhhhhh, Ricky, yesssss!" she moaned.

Ricky's long tongue sliced through the fragrant folds of Kim's creamy pussy, starting at the bottom and in one long sweep slid up the length of her teardrop shaped opening until finally it flicked across her engorged clit.

"Ohhhh!" she moaned, her head thrown back, her breasts burning with arousal thrust upward, her Hershey colored nipples standing erect.

He pushed his mouth onto Kim's pussy, deeply tonguing the glistening, moist flesh between her thighs. Kim reached down, wrapping her fingers into his hair, pulling his face against her pussy until his nose was rubbing against her excited clit. Ricky swirled his long tongue around inside Kim's pussy sucking her juices into his mouth. The faster Ricky licked her, the more excited she got.

"Ooooooh, Ricky, baby, that feels so fucking good," she purred. "Don't stop, baby, I love it." Kim thought she wouldn't have been able to resist now even if she'd tried.

Then he zeroed in on the most sensitive spot of all, Kim's swollen clit. He used his lips to encircle the erect little bud, then flicked at it with the tip of his tongue as he sucked on it gently. Kim moaned in ecstasy as her pussy creamed helplessly.

"Oh, yes, yessss, suck my clit... uhhhhh yeahhhh, right there, that's it! Unnnnngggghhhhh, don't stop!" she cried.

Kim was moaning loudly and grinding her pussy up at Ricky's mouth. He was whipping his tongue around and around her sensitive little clit. Kim's face was flushed and contorted with pleasure. She was absorbed in the hot sensations that her brother-in-law's mouth on her pussy was giving her, not caring about anything else. Thick pearly cream was pouring from her fuck hole. Ricky lapped some of it up and swallowed it, savoring her flavor with pleasure.

He suddenly jammed his lips onto her clit and started sucking hard. Kim screamed, just about shooting off the bed. She clenched her eyes shut and arched her back, shuddering in total ecstasy.

"Unnnhhhhh, yesssss, suck my cliiitttt! Ahhhheeeeeeee!" she howled.

Kim bucked her hips up, shoving her swollen clit against Ricky's sucking lips. She felt the orgasm beginning, building deep within her. "Oh, God, yes," she panted, "Suck it harder! Don't stop!"

Ricky's head bobbed furiously up and down between her thighs. She threw her legs as wide as she could, her body arched, and she was trying to shove her pussy harder against his mouth. All of a sudden, she stiffened for a moment, gave a low, deep moan, and then began to convulse in orgasm.

"Ohhhhhh, Jeeeeeeeesus, I'm coming! " she screamed. "Ohhhhhhh, fuck I'm coming!"

Kim's pussy began to spasm violently, nearly as hard as it had the last time she'd enjoyed that satisfying fucking from Ricky. The pussy cream flowed heavily from her, giving him a mouthful of pussy juice to lap up. Ricky kept his head buried between Kim's trembling thighs, continuing to lick and suck the cum without reservation. Ricky was feverishly sucking, guiding his horny sister-in-law through the duration of her orgasm. At last Kim relaxed letting her ass flop back down to the bed.

Quickly, smiling shamelessly, Kim rolled over and lifted herself onto her hands and knees in front of Ricky. She crawled up to him, her big titties swaying and grabbed his 12 inch throbbing dick. Kim was eager to please as she opened her mouth wide and popped the large head past her lips. She flicked out her tongue, twirling it around the head and then licking up the sides. She tightened her lips around his girth, lightly passing her tongue along his shaft as her lips moved slowly down and then back up his massive length. She knew how wrong this was but feeling such a big dick filling her mouth affected her on a whole new level.

"Oh, fuck yes! Suck dat dick Kim! Suck it!" he groaned.

His words sank in making Kim think about just what it was she was doing. How awful she should feel for cheating on Marvin who had always been faithful to her but the simple truth was, here she was sucking on the biggest dick she had ever had the pleasure of holding and that it belonged to her husband's brother only added to her growing arousal.

She sucked more and more into her mouth until she was bobbing her head over half of his long, hard dick. Her black hair flew and her breasts jiggled as her lips slid up and down over his glistening dick.

"Goddamn Kim! You so fuckin' beautiful! Keep suck my fucking dick!" He lay back, closed his eyes, and forgot everything but the delicious sensations he was getting from his sister-in-law's greedily sucking mouth.

Kim sucked the thick dick hard. She forced more dick into her throat, gagging herself, trying to swallow as much of his massive dick as she could. The huge dick responded to her hard, wet sucking by growing even stiffer. The head puffed up obscenely, pulsating on the roof of her mouth.

Feverishly she started bobbing her head up and down, fucking her mouth with Ricky's big dick. Her fingers tightened on the base of his dick. Then she furiously started jacking his dick as she sucked the tip, swirling and twirling her tongue around the mushroom-shaped crown, lapping up the sweet pre-cum as it dribbled out of his enormous, aching dick.

Suddenly Ricky grabbed Kim and flipped her over onto her back. "I really need to fuck you. Right now!"

"Oh, God, yes! Fuck me!" Kim begged. "Fuck me with that big dick, Ricky!"

Kim spread her legs wide, Ricky knelt between her legs with the tip of his dick poised on her pussy lips. Reaching down Ricky took a firm hold of his big shaft and began rubbing his bloated knob up and down her ultra sensitive pussy lips. Beneath him Kim was pushing herself toward his dick, raising her hips toward it, she really needed to feel his dick buried deep inside her juicy pussy.

"Put it in! Hurry up and put it in! I need your dick inside me now!" She pleaded with him, eagerly reaching down and taking hold of his huge dick, trying to guide it into her eager pussy. She felt the tip of his dick poking at her labia and her lips started stretching out to accommodate its thickness.

Ricky's dick was so hard and unyielding that it plowed its way into Kim. He watched as the first few inches disappeared into his brother's wife. He slowly pushed more of the long monster into her pussy. Kim wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders as he forced more of his huge dick inside her hot, willing pussy. She began moaning into his shoulder.

"Oh God, Ricky! You're so fucking big! Ricky, fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

Ricky slammed his hips down, pounding his gigantic dick into her gushing pussy. She humped frantically to meet his strokes, her giant tits jiggling, her hard nipples brushing across his chest. Her pussy was sucking and throbbing, desperately grasping his huge, plunging dick.

"Fuck me Ricky, fuck this pussy right!" she squealed, "Oooooh, that feels so good!" Kim panted. She threw her legs together, locking them around his back. Then she started humping her ass in a frenzy off the bed, eagerly fucking her throbbing pussy onto his dick.

"Fuck! Ohh Fuck! Harder! Give it to me harder!" she cried.

He started fucking her harder still, his dick pulsing inside her pussy, so long and thick that it was easily reaching her womb with every stroke. Kim felt like her whole body was burning up. Her pussy sucked on the stiff pussy pleasing dick.

"You're going to make me cum, Ricky! Oh God! Really hard now, uh, fuck me hard! Uh! Uh! Give me that hard dick! Uh! Fuck me as hard as you can!"

Ricky feverishly pounded his big dick into the creamy depths of Kim's pussy. She was fucking back fast and hard, oblivious to everything in the world except the intense pleasure of this monster dick slamming in and out of her very wet and tight pussy.


"Oh my God! I'm cumming!" Harder, baby! Fuck! I'm cumming, cuuummmiiinnngggg!"

It was a deep and violently satisfying orgasm. Her pussy rippled uncontrollably through the climax, throbbing and contracting around his dick. Kim couldn't believe how great it felt. She closed her eyes and moaned loudly, enjoying the sensation.

Ricky could feel Kim's pussy muscles constricting and gripping his dick. His dick throbbed violently deep in her pussy, his balls ready to burst. The feeling was too much for him to take, he began to cum hard, spewing a huge load of cum deep inside her pussy. He rammed his big dick in to the hilt, holding it there.

"Oh, fuck! Kim! Fuck yes!" He bellowed.

Kim's felt his dick grow thicker and jerk in her pussy. Her eyes flew open. "Ricky! Pull it out! Don't cum in my pussy! GET IT OUT!"

It was too late. He ground his hips tightly against hers, ignoring her as she tried to push him off, his balls emptying out their load deep inside her, coating her unprotected womb with his seed.

As she felt his huge dick lodged inside her and as his sperm kept pumping deep into her pussy she suddenly felt another orgasm building. She began grinding her pussy against his dick, rubbing her clit against him.

"Oh no. Oh, fuck! Oh god, I'm going to cum again! Oohhh SHIIIIIIITTTTT!" Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head as she came hard.

Ricky rolled off of her and they lay there, hearts pounding, out of breath, their heavy breathing the only sound penetrating the silence of the room. Kim happened to look over to the opened bedroom doorway as she gasped, "Oh God."

There stood Marvin...

TO BE CONTINUED...

A Cumfortable Flight - An Erotic Tale...

A Cumfortable Flight - An Erotic Tale...

Deondre slumped in seat 12D of United flight 1420 from Chicago's O'Hare airport to New Orleans. He was tired after enduring pointless business meetings in the Windy City, and now he had two hours of cramped misery to look forward to before he landed in his hometown.

He was looking out the window at the baggage handlers when he heard a soft, sexy voice say, "Oh, thank you!" He turned just in time to see a bad brunette push her carry-on into the overhead bin, with the help of another passenger. Deondre couldn't help but notice how her large breasts jiggled as she shoved the suitcase into the bin, and he could scarcely believe his luck when she smiled and said, "Here's my seat!" and sat down next to him.

She turned to him and held out a perfectly manicured hand. "I'm Keisha!" He took her hand and mumbled his name, a little dazed by what he saw. She looked like she was in her late twenties, beautiful hair, perfect makeup, and those huge titties. Her top was black and low cut and Deondre could see ample amounts of cleavage; he found himself staring and mentally estimating "Double-Ds." Her skirt was also black and relatively conservative, but as she twisted in her seat it rode slightly up her shapely thighs. Deondre was a sucker for curvy women and Keisha was certainly that. "36DD 30 40," he thought; he was not far wrong.

As Keisha made herself comfortable Deondre tried to be inconspicuous as he looked at her breasts. They were mesmerizing – so big and in motion. Deondre started thinking about what it would be like to touch them. It had been a long time since he'd been with a woman and he felt an almost forgotten pressure in his groin.

As the plane started to move, Keisha turned and bent to look out the window. Deondre was surrounded by the exotic scent of her perfume, and was treated to a full view of her titties, barely contained in her lace bra. He lost track of his surroundings as he stared, imagining Keisha's naked breasts and in his hands.

When he came to, he realized Keisha was no longer staring out the window. She was looking at him as he stared at her chest. His face got hot and he mumbled an apology. She smiled sweetly, put her hand on his leg, and leaned forward even further, "That's okay, Deondre. I don't mind."

He noticed in that moment that her eyes were a beautiful shade of green, and her lips were very sexy, red, and wet. He felt her fingernails trace circles on his thigh, and the motion made her titties bunch and move in a most alluring fashion. The pressure in his groin became a swelling in his dick as his excitement grew.

"You like my titties?" she asked. He nodded. "So does my boyfriend," she smiled. Deondre swallowed hard, "Boyfriend?" he croaked. "Don't worry sweetie," she giggled. "He likes it when I act mess with other men. Do you think I'm a bad girl Deondre?"

Even in his aroused and confused state, Deondre knew this was a delicate question. Did she want him to think she was one or not? By the way she was acting, Deondre finally decided she did.

He had to clear his throat twice before he could answer. "Um, yes I guess I do think you're a bad girl." Keisha smiled, and traced her fingers a little higher up his thigh. "Do you mind that I'm a bad girl?" she asked. Deondre grinned, "No, I think it's good."

The plane started to accelerate for take-off and Keisha sat back in her seat, but kept her hand on Deondre's thigh. He felt her squeeze hard as the plane left the ground, and noticed her breasts rising and falling as her breathing deepened and increased. "I'm a little scared of flying," she laughed. He smiled and noticed her hard nipples pressing through the thin fabric of her blouse. Keisha was obviously a woman who was easily aroused.

After they reached altitude drinks were served. Keisha lowered both of their trays – even though Deondre wasn't drinking. She ordered a highball and she washed down a couple of pills with it as she winked at Deondre. "This helps with my flying jitters," she said. It probably also helps the "bad girl" come out, he thought.

And he was right. When the captain lowered the lights for the in-flight movie, Keisha unbuckled her safety belt, raised the arm-rest between their seats, and leaned over to close the window shade – once again giving Deondre a clear view of her magnificent titties. Then it became clear why she'd lowered both trays; her hand – which had scarcely left Deondre's thigh during the entire flight – began a slow, tantalizing trek towards his crotch, hidden from sight by the little tables.

Keisha smiled at Deondre with a raised eyebrow, as if to ask permission before reaching into the candy jar. He smiled back and her hand continued to move higher. Keisha shifted in her seat and spread her legs slightly. Her skirt rode up higher and Deondre could just see the slightest trace of pubic hair and the smoothness of her shaved pussy lips. Even in the low light he could see her glistening wetness.

Keisha's smile broadened as she watched Deondre ogle her pussy. She pressed her shoulders forward, showing Deondre mounds of lovely flesh. At that moment her hand reached his dick, which was now rock hard and pulsing with excitement. "Mmmmm," she sighed. "You're so big!" His dick jumped under her hand and he smiled.

Deondre was astonished almost to disbelief at what was happening to him. It was beyond anything he had dreamed in his most amazing masturbatory fantasy. A beautiful, sexy, curvy woman was showing him her titties and pussy and beating his dick at thirty-five thousand feet!

Deondre's boldness was growing along with his dick and he worked up the nerve to put his hand in Keisha's lap. When she closed her eyes and moaned, increasing her rhythmic stroking of his dick, he took it as permission and pressed his finger against her clit. Her hips immediately bucked and she giggled, "You're a bad man Deondre."

As Deondre continued to tease her clit and dip his fingers into her wet slit, Keisha pulled down his zipper and pulled his dick out of his pants. He almost came instantly from the touch of her hand surrounding his hard-on, and had to stifle a groan. This clearly turned her on even more, and he felt her cum leak out onto his probing fingers.

Keisha took her cocktail napkin and placed it on Deondre's pants. "Wouldn't want to make a mess, now would we?" she smiled. Deondre's balls felt like they were going to explode as Keisha jerked his dick faster and faster. Her titties were bouncing magnificently in time with her stroking and her right nipple rode up and out of her bra.

This was all Deondre could take and his dick swelled in Keisha's hand, then jerked spasmodically as stream after stream of hot cum shot out of its engorged head. The little napkin quickly filled and overflowed with cum, and Keisha used her other hand to catch it and protect Deondre's pants. With a dirty grin she pressed her hand to her chest and let his cum run down her cleavage.

Keisha's eyes closed and she fondled Deondre's softening dick. His fingers continued their twirling motion around her soaking wet clit, and Keisha's hips swayed and bucked faster and faster until, to Deondre's surprise, he felt a gush of warm liquid hit his hand. Keisha was making little squeaking sounds as she suppressed an orgasmic scream. Deondre had never made a woman squirt before and hoped to God he would do it again.

Spent but still euphoric from their orgasms, they did their best to straighten their clothes and dispose of the cum filled napkin. Looking around, they hoped that no one noticed their little escapade. They just looked at each other and smiled at their dirty little secret.

As their plane landed in New Orleans, Deondre asked Keisha to have dinner with him, but she had to catch a connecting flight to Miami. She gave him her email address and told him to let her know if he visited Chicago again. He definitely planned on it.

3 - An Erotic Tale...

3 - An Erotic Tale...

They were both kind of bashful at first. The one thing that annoys me about guys is how unwilling they are to have a threesome...with two guys and a girl. For some reason, whenever I suggest them (threesomes), they figure they're going to get poked in the ass or something. Well, what they don't know is how greedy I am; I want all the dick to myself, no sharing. So anyway, Julius and Leroy were finally willing to at least try a threesome, most likely because I told them I wouldn't fuck either of them until they agreed. I love how easily I can manipulate boys with the threat of no sex.

We were all at Julius's apartment in the living room, the big sofas looking rather inviting to me, but I knew Julius and Leroy were both scared. I knew I would have to be the initiating party, so without hesitating, I took off my shirt and pants, leaving me clad in only a thong and my bra (a cute leopard print set). Julius stood over by the kitchen, a 40 in hand and Leroy was still lingering by the door. Me, I sat down on the couch, one knee up to my chin and looked first at Julius, then at Leroy.

Neither of them moved, so wanting to be "fair," I didn't approach either of them but instead took off my thong and, settling back on the couch began to rub my pussy gently. I knew they couldn't resist. I sighed deeply and tilting my head back to rest on the couch arm, I unsnapped my bra and threw it across the room. Still rubbing my pussy, I began to tightly squeeze my nipples with my other hand. Julius was the first to give in.

He walked over to the couch and picking up my torso sat down and rested my head back in his lap; I could feel the hard lump under his pants. I rolled over onto my stomach and unzipped his pants, pulling them off and revealing his gigantic dick, which drooped as he noticed that Leroy was watching; it was quickly brought back to life when I licked the tip. Pulling off Julius's shirt, I sensitively stroked his dick while waving my legs in the air. After deep-throating Julius's dick once (a deep groan rising in his throat), Leroy finally approached and kneeled at my feet.

He too had a noticeable lump in his pants and tentatively started to stroke my calf, slowly moving up and eventually running his hands over my legs and naked ass. I looked over at Leroy and squeezed my ass, and I saw the lump quiver gently against the confines of his pants. Turning so that my legs were across Julius's naked lap, I was now face to face with Leroy. I leaned into him and kissed his neck, sucking and biting as I undressed him. Leroy's dick sprung out at me, and I sized both guys up, deciding that Julius was a little bit thicker; I love nice thick dicks. Sitting up, looking from Leroy to Julius and back again, my eyes translated the message that I was ready, NOW.

Sitting up, I kissed Leroy once again and then crawled over to Julius. Thrusting my breasts in his face, he began to suck and lick them until my nipples were excited from the extra attention. Shoving them in his face, I climbed onto his lap, and when we were face to face, I let myself down to be impaled on his amazingly thick dick. Moaning with his entrance, I wrapped myself around Julius's body, clamping him within my arms and legs. He tried to pump into me, but I knew that I had to be in control and roughly shoved my body against him; he got the clue and sat like an obedient pup.

I motioned Leroy over and raising myself off of Julius a bit, beckoned his dick towards my asshole. He came over and knelt between Julius's legs, his dick pointing at just the right place. He spread my cheeks and gently probed my hole with his finger before easing his dick gently and smoothly into my ass. Now filled in both entrances, I again loosely wrapped my arms around Julius and began kissing and licking his neck. Leroy wrapped his arms around my waist and as I started pumping, a double rhythm filling me alternately, I felt Leroy licking my back in a swirling pattern. I tilted my head back, the pleasure of having two such massive dicks in me at once filling me with ecstasy. I could feel Julius was holding back to keep from cumming, so biting once at his neck, I lifted myself off both boys.

I eyed Julius before lowering my mouth to his dick; the sight of it slicked with my wetness was beautiful. I put my mouth over Julius's dick and tasted my delectable juices, still warm from our fucking. I massaged Julius's dick with my mouth slowly, teasingly to keep him erect. Leroy sat, watching and stroking his dick as I brought Julius closer and closer to orgasm. Julius was so tense, and I was so wet; I hated to stop just as much as they both had. It seemed as though Leroy were reading my mind when he came up behind me, his erect dick pressing against my back and shoved his fingers into my warm, moist pussy. I moaned and brought myself down hard on Julius's dick to keep from screaming from the pleasure. It wasn't long before I felt a desperate need to be fucked.

Pushing Julius back against the couch, I once again mounted him, leaving Leroy once again with the back door; I hoped he couldn't tell I liked the size of Julius's dick better. I rammed myself down on Julius and as I started to pump vigorously, I felt Leroy's dick once again invade my asshole. I couldn't help but scream as I felt these two huge dicks pounding away inside of me, both tense and about to burst. I could feel Leroy's balls tighten against my ass and I knew he was about to erupt.

At the same time, I felt ready to explode myself. Grinding myself against Julius with such force that my knees are still red (from rubbing against the couch), I felt the first spray of Leroy's orgasm spew into me. He quickly pulled out and I could feel the warm jets of cum drizzle onto my back and down my ass. This left only Julius and me. Julius was one of the first and still one of the best fucks I've ever had, even after all this time. For over 6 years, we've been fucking at least once a month, even if my boy toy at the time (currently Leroy) didn't like it. Not my fuckin' problem. Hmph.

As Julius and I continued to grind against each other harder and harder, I felt Leroy try to mount me once again; I reached back with one hand and shoved him away, resting my head against Julius's shoulder as we both climbed towards orgasm. I could feel myself about to cum, and I (as is the habit) bit into Julius's shoulder, my teeth clenching his shoulder and my pussy clenching his dick as I felt those familiar but always welcome spasms of my sugar walls. I came while still holding on to Julius, and I knew he was also about to burst. Tilting my head back, I saw that he was clenching his teeth to keep from cumming.

The deviant in me made me slam myself down on his dick with all the force I could muster over and over while I shoved my tongue deep into his mouth, causing him to cum immediately, his juices spewing into me, my lingering orgasm welcoming the new streams of cum. I continued to fuck him, his dick still hard and throbbing gently.

When I knew that he was done, I passionately kissed him once more before climbing off of him and kneeling to suck him clean and into his next orgasm, still ignoring Leroy.

He'll be aight...He'll get over it. He still has his hand, you know! Hmph.

Cummin' Co-Workers - An Erotic Tale....

Cummin' Co-Workers - An Erotic Tale...

It's late in the day. The office is quiet. Everyone seems to be gone. I walk down the silent halls, the dark steps, to the floor where you work. I don't know whether you'll still be there. I can only hope that you are and that we'll be alone. I don't hear any voices as I walk towards your office. I don't pass anyone in the hall. I come around the corner, closer to where you might be, and see that all the offices in your area are dark and empty.

Then there is a sound, the soft tapping of fingers on a keyboard. I move down the hall, holding my breath. I see that your door is open, a low light. I stop, not quite believing that you might still be there, that we could finally be alone. My heart beating wildly, I'm suddenly afraid of what I know I'm about to do. Although we have known each other for awhile and you have said certain things to me, there is something else. Part of me wants to turn back and away from you; but another part, stronger, needs to see and touch you. I have to show you how I feel about you.

Slowly, I step into the doorway of your office. You are sitting at your desk, your face serious in the glow of the computer screen. You look up and I know that you're surprised to see me. You don't say anything. You don't smile. I notice that you quickly glance at the framed photograph on your desk.

Without a word, I walk into the room. I close the door behind me and lock it. The room is even darker now, but in the soft light of the computer, I can see your face. I move towards you, around your desk until I'm standing in front of you. It's exciting for me just to be near you. You look up at me as if you're not sure of me or yourself. You move, in your chair, pushing yourself away from the desk. I can feel your thoughts, your doubt. I step closer and as a way of showing my feelings for you, lower myself to my knees.

I slowly unbutton my blouse and let it fall open. I want you to see my breasts, partially covered by my black lace bra. You look at me, hard, knowing what this means. I can see the conflict on your face. And then you lower your dark eyes from my face to my breasts. Slowly reaching out, you take them in your hands, your thumbs over my nipples, squeezing gently. You run your hands over them. I watch your face as you lower your lips to my breasts. I feel your mouth then, hot and wet against my skin. I cry out at the touch, something I have thought of, wanted for so long. Moaning, I raise myself towards you, pull your head closer. Pushing my bra up and away, you bury your face in my breasts. You suck them into your mouth in greedy half-bites, all teeth and lips and tongue.

Moving your hand over my stomach, between my legs, you press hard into me. I push back; wanting you to feel how much I want you, how wet I am for you. I want to pull your body against me, on top of me. I need to feel you inside of me. But I push you away, back against the chair. I run my hands up your thighs, your sides, your shoulders, down over your chest. You feel so strong beneath my hands. I unbutton your shirt slowly, my hands shaking. You watch my face, not sure what I'm going to do. As I undo the last button, I lean up and forward. I press my mouth against your chest, your neck, breathing into you, of you.

You hold my head, pressing it against you and rub your face into my hair. Moving against you, with you, I kiss and lick my way slowly over your chest. I can feel your dick hardening against my breasts and stomach as I lean into you. I run my tongue over your throat, downward, moving my mouth over your body.

I slip my tongue over your hard nipples in slow circles and take them between my teeth. I hear you catch your breath and then again, as I slide my mouth lower, over your stomach. When I reach the material of your pants, I am almost panting, my hot breath against your flesh, needing the feel of your dick between my lips.

Raising my mouth from your skin, I look up at your face. "Take it out for me," I tell you. You look into my eyes for what seems a long time. Without taking my eyes from your face, I am aware that you are unbuttoning your pants, lowering the zipper. You move slightly. I look down and there you are before me, my waiting mouth. You are thick and hard and beautiful. A drop of pre-cum is glistening from the tip. I want to taste it and all of you, but instead I torture both of us.

Moving your pants aside, I lower my mouth to the soft skin of the crease of your thighs, running my tongue lower. Then lower, down into the crease between your balls. I lick between your balls, running my tongue down between them. I hold them then in my hand, feeling their weight. Lifting them gently toward me, I lower my head and suck one of your balls into my mouth, and then the other, going between them. I feel greedy and wish I could fill my mouth with both of them at the same time. Thinking of the hot cum inside them, waiting to shoot into my mouth and throat, only excites me more.

As if you can read my mind, I hear you give a soft moan. Licking, I raise my mouth to suck at the base of you. I move my mouth then in soft little bites, nibbling at the root of your dick. I can feel you getting even harder against my lips. Your skin is so hot. You bury your hands into my hair and pull my mouth tighter against you. I know I can't torture either of us any longer.

Taking you in my hand, I lower my mouth to the head of your dick, letting you feel my hot breath on the head before taking it into my mouth. You are dripping now with pre-cum. It wets my mouth as I slide my lips over the head. I moan and run my tongue around the head, into the tip. I want to suck more juices out of you. You taste so good, salt and cream against my tongue. I am so excited to finally have you inside of me. I have to touch my pussy, rubbing it hard through my clothes, torturing my clit. I wish it were your touch.

I lower my mouth over your dick and then lower. I want to take all of you in. I need you to fill my mouth until I can't breathe, until there's nothing but you. I pull my mouth back up, running my tongue along the shaft. Holding the head in my mouth, I then drop my face until my mouth is filled with your dick again. I do this over and over, sucking you into me. You're dick is so deep, fucking my mouth and throat.

From someplace far away I hear you moan. I ache to taste your cum and then you give it to me. You fill my mouth with it. I can't swallow fast enough, feeling it run over my lips and face, dripping. I try to breathe through my excitement and the thick hot cum spurting and spilling into me. With uncontrollable thrusts that fuck your dick deeper into my mouth, you empty your balls down my throat. Still holding you in my mouth, breathing hard around your draining dick, I take your cum from my face and rub it into my breasts, between them, until my skin is penetrated with you.

We are both shaking as I raise my mouth slightly from your dick. I lick and suck it clean, still wanting the taste of you. Breathing heavily, you lean over my body. I can feel my breasts pressed hard into your thighs. You slide your hands over my back and stomach. And then I feel your left hand, hard and strong, under my clothes, between my legs. I can feel my wetness sliding over your hand, dripping from your wrist. You touch and rub my pussy gently, teasing my clit and then suddenly, force your fingers, deep and hard, into me. It takes my breath away.

Over and over you push your hand into me, going deeper. I can feel the muscles in your arms pull back as your hand fucks into me. Your fingers slide over my clit as you pull your hand out for each thrust. Kneeling, my face pressed into your damp stomach, I cum, as the hard metal of your wedding ring bites into my clit. Impaled on your hand, the ring buried deep inside me, I hear myself cry out your name.

My orgasm seems to go on forever, in waves. I clutch at your hand with my pussy, trying to hold on to you, the feeling of you. Gripping and then letting go as if something in me has been released by finally having you inside me.

You continue to rub and touch me, softer now. The ring gently slides over me, no longer painful. I can feel your head pressed against mine, your arms still around me. After a long while, we move away from one another. Then we look at each other and smile. We adjust ourselves and our clothes. I get up from my knees and move towards the door and unlock it.

Without looking back, I leave the room and then the building. Walking out into the cool dark evening, I smile to myself, knowing this won't be the last time.

Fumble - An Erotic Entry...

Fumble - An Erotic Entry...

Dear Diary,

It's been a minute since I wrote you. Alot has changed since then. Been kinda fucked up lately. Ugh. Let me tell you how I got into the shitty situation I'm in now...

One night, my friend Lamar called me up out of the blue wanting to go out for a drink. Lamar was a friend I had known for years [Strictly platonic. He likes men more than I do!], and he had decided I needed to get out of my house, where I had been holed up for a while.

I hadn't really wanted to go out that night. I was tired, not having slept well recently. My boyfriend [The one I told you about last time] and I had been fighting almost constantly, to the point where we hadn't spent any "quality time" together. I was an emotional mess, horny as hell and still mad at him for focusing more on football and partying with his teammates than on our relationship and trying to make it work.

Reluctantly, after much harassment, I agreed to meet Lamar at a bar near my house. I stripped down, took a quick shower and changed to go out. The only clean underwear I had was a set of black lacy panties and bra [I hadn't done laundry in a while] and I laughed to myself as I put on the bra. Staring at myself in the mirror, I figured I could rub a quick one out before I left for the bar. As I said, it had been a while since I had received any attention, and sometimes a girl has to take matters into her own hands. [Literally.] As I worked my pussy with one hand and pinched my clit with the other, I came quickly, feeling myself clench hard on my own two fingers. Honestly, it was not a very spectacular orgasm, but a needed it nonetheless. I put on the panties, a tight brown skirt and a v-neck sweater and headed out.

I got to the bar a few minutes later. Lamar was already at a table, sitting with three people I had never seen before. As I walked up, Lamar stood and introduced me to the folks at the table, a woman he worked with and two of her roommates, one was female, the other a cute guy named CJ. CJ had gorgeous eyes, short dark hair and broad shoulders. As I sat down at the empty chair Lamar leaned over to me and whispered "He's just your type." Lamar knew me well indeed. He also knew all the bullshit my boyfriend was putting me through.

The evening continued and after a few drinks I was paying a lot more attention to CJ. In fact, I was acting like a schoolgirl, laughing at every joke, playing with my hair, staring at him. He didn't mind the attention, but didn't seem to be completely aware of it either. At one point, Lamar leaned into me again and whispered "I bet I get him before you do."

The alcohol, the situation, the weeks of fighting with my boyfriend and having no sex...I took Lamar's words as a challenge. [He knew exactly what to say to get my ass in gear too!] CJ and his friends were about to leave, but I talked him into having another drink. He went up to the bar and ordered one for himself and one for me, and I took a long look at him. He had a great frame and one of the best asses I had seen in quite some time. [That man had a sweet ass!] Even if I didn't get him, I knew I would be thinking of him later with bout two fingers buried in my pussy. When he came back to the table and sat next to me, I decided to stop wasting time. Rubbing my foot against his calf, I put my hand on his thigh and told him he should take me home. He looked surprised, but smiled and threw back his drink, stood up and said "Let's go!"

We got to my apartment and I walked up the steps ahead of him. Looking over my shoulder I caught him staring at my ass. As I stopped at the door, he lightly bumped into me and I felt his erection. I smiled, glad that he was ready to go.

I had second thoughts as I opened the door. I had never cheated on my boyfriend and wasn't sure I wanted to start now. [Well he ain't givin' it to me...so FUCK IT!] We were barely through the door and I was all over him, kissing his lips. Again, he seemed surprised at first but quickly returned my attention. Without asking, I knelt down and ran my hands over the huge bulge in his jeans. He groaned a bit, and I unzipped his pants. He was wearing no underwear, and his dick was standing straight up. I leaned back and looked at it.

His dick was gorgeous. It was medium length, about eight inches, but thick and veiny. The hefty shaft bent out from its root and curved back to his abdomen, and it was topped by a brown mushroom head that was one and a half times wider than his substantial shaft. I wanted it inside me...in my mouth...in my pussy. I wasn't going to make a habit of this, but one night of getting fucked by this beautiful instrument couldn't be too bad, right?

I licked him from underneath his shaft, holding his big heavy balls to the side, going all the way to the velvety tip. Without wasting any time, I wrapped my lips around it and lowered my head just until I had the entire tip in my mouth, and then I bobbed on the head a few times before I took more of him into my mouth. I could feel his pulse through his dick. I took the head as deep as I could, the head jamming against the back of my throat, but because of his banana bend, I couldn't deep throat too much of him.

I pulled my mouth up off of his dick, looked up and he was looking straight down at me, smiling.

"You don't waste much time, do you?"

"No," I said. "Do you want to take this into the bedroom?"

"I would love to," he responded.

We stripped as we walked down the hallway, me taking off my sweater, him climbing out of his pants and pulling off his shirt. He had a hairy chest, and was ripped underneath. I could see the roundness of his pecs and abdominal muscles under his chest hair. His dick was standing straight up and pointing back into his belly.

"Nice bra," CJ said as he sat down on the bed.

I laughed, having forgotten what I was wearing underneath. "Do you want to help me with it?" He reached out with one hand and unclasped it, seizing my breasts with his mouth instantly. I have a very athletic build, great legs, a great ass, but only B-cup breasts and I am usually very insecure about my chest size. CJ didn't seem to mind at all, licking and sucking at my nipples as he pulled my panties down with both hands.

"Damn, you really are ready to go, aren't you?" he said as he began playing with my pussy, slowly rubbing around my clit with two fingers. I was wet and soaking from wanting him for so long. His touch was gentle but firm and it sent shudders up and down my body. It felt great but I wanted more. I reached down and grasped his dick, just underneath the head, and stroked it a few times. I didn't know a dick could get that hard.

"I want this," I said, grasping him more firmly and stroking a little faster. It was still slick from my mouth and throat. I had no interest in foreplay. I just wanted CJ's dick.

I pushed him back from his sitting position and straddled him, not even waiting for him to respond.

I still had his dick in my hand as I straddled him. I rubbed my clit with his head a few times and then rubbed it across my pussy lips, and after a bit he started to thrust a little as I teased us both with his dick. One of his thrusts was perfectly timed as I rubbed that beautiful thing against my wet lips, and the big fat tip pushed its way in. The head stretched my pussy at the opening and felt blazing hot. He held his hips up and I stayed motionless, letting my little hole adjust to that thick dick, little explosions going off all over me. [I couldn't believe I was doing this!]

I slowly lowered myself onto him, bit by bit. His dick was really thick and it stretched me as I sunk down on it. It hurt a little bit, even though I was wet and ready, but it was the pleasurable kind of pain that just set off more explosions. Once I rested all the way on him, I stopped for a second just letting myself adjust to his girth. He groaned as my pussy spasmed around him a few times, but he made no movement, both of us reveling in the feeling. I lifted myself up a bit and lowered myself down, and then again, and after a few times, my pussy had completely accepted his hot dick. I could feel him all the way inside of me, that big fucking head drilling me all the way to my womb.

Instead of bouncing, I started rocking. That wicked curve on his dick had his big tip hitting my G-spot. I started slowly, and increased my pace.

"That feels incredible," CJ said. "Your pussy is like lava on my dick!"

"I'm gonna cum." I said. "This dick is gonna make me cum boy!" I continued rocking on it, the head banging my G-spot inside me again and again. It was a quick orgasm, but powerful, my whole body shuddering and I collapsed down on his chest, his fat dick still lodged deep inside me. He lay there smiling. "Why don't you do that again?" he said, pinching one of my small, sensitive nipples. That little pinch sent another wave of orgasm through me. I caught my breath and laughed. "I'm not sure I can..."

Without a word, he sat up and turned himself over on me, his dick still deep inside me. "Let me, then..." he said. I spread my legs and grabbed his fantastic ass and pulled him into me deeply.

"I want you to..."

"What girl?" he said, grabbing my ankles, spreading my legs farther apart. "Gon and tell me what you want me to do to you."

"I want you to fuck me."

"Ask me to."

"Fuck me?" I had never really engaged in dirty talk, but it was turning me on. So was the feeling of his member pulsing inside of me.

"Ask me like you mean it." he said, grinning.

"I want you to slam that big, fat dick inside of me!" He didn't move. "I want you to fuck me hard. Fuck my pussy with that big dick!" I said, growing more excited.

He began to thrust. My ankles were still in his hands, and he pushed them back towards my face. It pinned me down but also raised my ass towards his thrusts. I moaned.

"You like that?" he asked, slowing his pace, pulling his dick out until just the head was parting my lips. "Tell me what you want."

"Please put it back in. Please don't take that dick out of me. I want you to fuck me hard!"

He took his cue, first slowly thrusting in to the hilt once or twice, and then just fucking me HARD. My knees were pressing against my breasts and I was pinned down by his full weight, by his dick. He continued to fuck me hard like that for a few minutes before he took one of his hands off of my ankle and started rubbing my clit with it. I exploded again almost instantly, this time convulsing violently as his hand worked my clitoris and his dick worked my G-spot. After what seemed like an hour of straight orgasm, he pulled his dick all the way out and stood back, my juices making his shaft glisten.

"Why you stop?" I pleaded.

"I want you from behind!" he said. I normally HATE getting it doggy style, but I didn't hesitate for CJ. I turned around on the bed and stuck my ass up in the air. "Take it however you want it boy, just give me back that dick!"

He entered me fully and violently, shoving himself all the way in with his first thrust. He waited about a second and then just viciously started fucking me from the back. My head was down as he pounded me and I could feel his balls slapping against me with every fucking thrust. He had no intention of slowing down and he fell into a strong fast rhythm of deep strokes, each one ending with his balls slapping underneath my pussy and up into my clit. It was fucking amazing! I lifted my head up and realized we were parallel with the mirror in my bedroom and watched in fascination as this stranger fucked me, me with my ass in the air and him on his knees behind me. He was looking straight down at my ass, watching himself enter me again and again. When he looked up, he realized I was watching us in the mirror. He grinned again, and sped up even more, fucking me really hard. He lifted up his hand and slapped my ass.

"Do you like me hitting this shit from the back?"

"I like you taking this pussy boy. Take this pussy how you want it!"

Without asking, he slapped my ass again and then rested his hand back down on one ass cheek. I closed my eyes, concentrating on this feeling building again deep inside me, realizing I was about to cum again, when he slipped his thumb into my asshole. That was all it took. I exploded like the Fourth of July, [Fireworks and ALL!] my knees buckling, falling flat on the bed. CJ never lost a stroke, following me down, big dick slamming in and out of my pussy, his abdomen slapping against my ass cheeks.

"FUCK! I'm gonna cum!" he said, thrusting deeply.

"I wanna taste it!" I pushed back onto my knees and threw him back. I spun around, grabbed his wet dick hard in my hand and stroked it fast. I fell on him with my mouth, working his head with my lips.

After forty minutes of straight fucking, it didn't take but a few firm strokes and sucks to finally get him to cum for me.

He groaned loudly as I grabbed and tugged his balls roughly with my free hand. I felt like such a slut! I could taste my pussy on his dick and it was really turning me on. He came a LOT, spurting maybe fifteen times, each one more powerful than the last.

I thought that was going to be the end, but his big dick didn't get soft. It just stayed at attention. I kept staring at it, simply amazed.

"Does it EVER go down?" I asked.

"Not while I'm near you it don't," he said, reaching down and stroking his dick a few times. It was glistening with both of our cum. He looked at me and said, "I ain't done with you yet tho...I wanna wear that pussy out some more before I go. I ain't gonna be no fuckin' good at practice tomorrow tho."

"Practice? What you gotta practice for?" I said confused.

"Lamar ain't tell you? I just transferred here from Georgia State. I'm the new quarterback on the football team shawty!"

My face fell as his words registered in my brain. Then I remembered my boyfriend telling me that his new teammate Cordell was coming into town and they were having a party for him. I...WAS...FUCKED! So not only did I just cheat and fuck a STRANGER behind my man's back...but it's HIS NEW TEAMMATE TOO?!? I could hear Frankie screaming in my head "THIS IS A CODE 10, MAN DOWN SITUATION!" The only words my lips could muster were, "Oh shit!"

What the fuck am I gonna do? Until next time... - Salacious :/

My Little Secret - An Erotic Entry...

My Little Secret - An Erotic Entry...

Dear Diary,

I have a boyfriend now! OMG! You remember the guy I'd been crushing on for so long? Well, he FINALLY hit me up after getting my number from Facebook! Turns out he had been watching me too! OMG! I really didn't think he noticed me at all. We started talking and really clicked. One thing led to another and we just decided to try our hand at a relationship. Late night phone-bonin' until we both fall asleep, lovey dovey texts throughout the day and stolen glances when no one is looking...Mmmm...I'm smiling just thinking about what we have.

We both just decided that we'd keep it between us since relationships that are open to the public never seem to last. In fact, he acts like he can't even stand me when we are around other people...it really throws people off so they'll never suspect anything. I LOVE IT...but sometimes I really hate that we have to do all this EXTRANESS just to be together! Not even our closest friends know...neither one of us want to deal with nosy ass questions and unnecessary drama. You understand.

So today we met up in the parking lot and I walked a few steps behind him, like always. He always walks so fast. Usually it frustrates me, and today is no exception. We're headed to his room for the afternoon before he has to go to football practice. It's our Monday, Wednesday and Friday ritual and I know I'm in for at least one orgasm, even if we don't have sex. I've gotten used to the fact that this sexy nigga gives me what I want without me having to ask for it. I'm not wearing any panties as a surprise for him, and I can feel the lips of my pussy start to get damp as I picture his head between my thighs, and imagine the feel of his lips and tongue tasting me.

He unlocks the door and holds it open for me. I walk in, and we climb the stairs together in silence. He does the same with the door to his apartment, and finally the door to his room...thank God his roommate's not there. He never really seems to be. Hmph. Better for us! I know my nipples are hard, since my bra feels uncomfortable and hot, and I just want his hands and mouth on them.

I walk casually into his room and put my stuff on the corner of his desk, and kick my shoes off. He comes in and puts all his stuff away exactly where it belongs. I sit on the edge of his bed, watching and waiting for the moment where I catch his eye and he sees what I want. I'm aching for him to kiss me and touch me, and even though the only thing I want is to jump him and literally rip his clothes off, I refrain, and sit there placidly.

He's finally done and I stand up to wrap my arms around him. "Did you miss ya Daddy babe?" He bends down to kiss me, and I nod as start pecking at his mouth. Our breathing gets heavy and one hand comes up to squeeze my breast through my shirt. He knows I want it, and my lips break away from his as I start panting. I tug at his t-shirt and together we pull it over his head and let it drop to the floor. Immediately my mouth is on his chest, and my hands are running along his back. He has the perfect body. He's a football player, of course he does. Toned, tight, muscular, smooth. He's hard in all the right places, which reminds me. I push my hips towards his and feel his hardness through his basketball shorts. Heaven.

We've moved to the bed by now. I'm sprawled across his long twin bed, and he's on top of me, between my legs, pressing me into the mattress. He uses his teeth and hands to pull down my shirt and bra, and I help by reversing his direction and pulling the shirt over my head. He gets the idea and unhooks my bra, letting the cups drop off my titties so they bounce free. His hands are on them immediately, squeezing and pinching. He hands are nice and rough, and they feel so good sliding against my hot nipples. My titties are big enough to fill his hands, overflowing them in some places. He lays me down and lowers his head to suck a nipple into his mouth. God it feels so good! He does it just how I like it, with his lips, no teeth and a tiny bit of tongue. He sucks until the tingling sensation starts rushing through my body and I pull his head away, guiding him to the other aching nipple. It's unbelievable how wet I get from just this, and I can feel my wetness dripping down my thigh, without my panties there to soak it up.

I love watching him suck on my titties. He looks up at me every time I whimper or moan, and his brown eyes make me want to cum right there. He's made me cum by just sucking on my tits before. I love the way he savors my nipples, the sounds of pleasure he sometimes makes when he pulls one between his lips. I know he gets hard doing it...I arch my back, and my pussy presses against his hard dick...God I love the way that thing feels inside me!

He's kissing his way down my stomach now, pulling my leggings down. When he realizes I'm not wearing any panties he lets out a groan and looks up at me. I smile and feel myself get wetter. I know what's coming. I love the way he savors my pussy, love the way it feels when he makes me cum and I shove his face hard into my drenched clit.

He gets between my thighs and hooks his arms around them, spreading the lips of my pussy apart. I can feel the cold air on me, and I watch his face intently as he leans in close to inspect me.

"Damn baby, I love this pussy," he whispers almost reverently, running a finger along the folds and bending to run the tip of his tongue along me. I sigh, and he lets out a soft moan of pleasure. He spreads my wetness with the tip of his finger and bends his head again, getting settled between my spread legs, opening his mouth and tasting me. It takes him a few minutes to savor me, licking his way from my clit down to the opening, licking up all my cum. He buries his whole face in my pussy, and licks at it delicately.

"Yes baby, lick that clit. Ohhhh baby just like that," I hiss when he finds the exact spot that will send me over the edge. He moves his tongue just like I showed him, and pretty soon I'm whimpering his name, telling him "Don't stop. I wanna cum baby, please don't stop. Just like that...oh yes. Baby I'm gonna cum...." He licks and suckles and I hold his head down to keep him from moving, and when my orgasm finally hits, I clench my legs around his head and ride his face until it's done...and immediately pull away because any touch is too much for me to handle.

It's almost time, and I'm clearly dripping in anticipation. There's already a wet spot on his bed, but now it's time to get him out of his shorts and into my mouth. I know he gets hard from making me cum, but I like the way his salty, sticky pre-cum tastes on my tongue. I crawl towards him and take his dick into my mouth. It tastes like him...delicious, and I love the way it feels filling my throat. He has such a big dick, and he'll never believe me when I tell him any bigger and it would be painful in my pussy. He also forgets that if it were bigger, I couldn't take the entire thing in my mouth. He enjoys it though, and I like that I can make him rock hard, ready to slide into me and make me cum fiercely and frequently.

When he's ready, I lay on my back, and he gets between my legs. I rub him against my wetness, and we both make noise. "I want you baby," I whimper, trying to pull him inside me. But this time it's different. He reaches over me and grabs his pillow. "Let's put this under your hips baby," he says, and folds it in half. He places it under me, and it lifts my hips up towards his. Finally, he slides into me like I've been wanting him to all day. It feels so good, that huge dick stretching my pussy. This position lets him slide all the way inside me, hitting the back walls and making me feel like I could squirt. It's so good it's almost painful, and I try to pull away. But he grabs me and pulls me closer, pumping in and out in a rhythm that isn't fast enough to make me cum. But damn, the friction...and the angle is hitting all the right spots...it's not long before I'm pressing my hips into his with my second orgasm of the day.

"Oh yeah baby, that dick feels so good inside my pussy," I tell him, and watch for his reaction. Usually, he swells up a little bigger, and pushes inside me a little harder. This time, I have to ask him for it. I have to tell him how I want it. I have to beg him, and I do so gladly. I love his dick, the way he slides in and out of me, making me cum. I love how big he is, how hard he gets, the way he makes me feel.

I cum at least two more times before I start begging him to fill me with his hot cum. He tells me, "Not yet," and I plead with him, ask him for it over and over until he consents...after he makes me cum a few more times. He feels so good, and I can feel him getting harder, his breath getting faster. He's moving deeper inside me now, so good. He always stares at my bouncing titties before he cums. This time, instead of looking at his dick moving in and out of me, I'm staring at his face, watching it when he tells me, "Baby, I'm gonna cum."

I can feel each shot of cum as it spurts out of him. His face contorts, and I raise my hips into his and try to clench my pussy tight around him to milk out any remaining drops of cum. I can feel my cum and some of his dripping out of me onto the pillow. When I get up to clean myself up, there's a big wet spot on the pillow, and I love the way his cum feels inside me. I love seeing it come out. It gives it a sense of reality...like "Yes, my baby really and I are really one now." I love the sensation.

Afterward, we lay there, my arm hooked over his waist, and my leg hooked over his. We kiss, and there are smiles on our faces. He always comes up with something, and no matter what, I always feel good. My baby knows how to take care of me...and I definitely return the favor! We have a good thang going...I'm glad that we have something all our own that nobody else knows about. It keeps our relationship that much more exciting, just knowing that we are getting away with our illicit affair right under everyone's noses. I just hope it stays that way...I'll never tell.

Until Next Time... - Salacious :D

The Football Freak - An Erotic Tale...

The Football Freak - An Erotic Tale...

Candy was lustfully watching the football team from her patio, admiring their muscular physiques as they trained for the weekends match. To be fair they weren't all good looking but most of them were in good shape. Those that didn't fit her Hot Daddy criteria didn't exist in her eyes. She simply paid them no attention and acted as if they weren't there.

Twirling her golden locks as she pretended to read her book, Candy was a site to behold. She was tall at 5'8" with long bronzed legs and an ample C cup chest. She was wearing a black pleated skirt that when the wind blew was tantalizingly close to showing her phat ass. The sun beat down upon her back left exposed down to her bra having pulled the straps of her summer top down over her shoulders.

Candy was about to start her 4th year of college. Studying Law, she was top of her class and had a great understanding of what would be required to reach the top. Her mentor was a woman in her 40's named Kim. Kim really had been there and done it all, had so much money she didn't know what to do with it and sincerely wanted to impart some wisdom upon the new generation. Unfortunately the only one that seemed interested was Candy. Kim instructed Candy not only in the practice of law but also on how the whole career system worked. She taught her about manipulation, standing on others and how to use her natural charms to secure promotions in a male dominated field.

Candy had been working so hard on her work and achieving her academic goals that she had completely neglected any form of distractions by men. Kim was aware of this and used her influence with the Dean to create a window this summer where Candy had no assignments to complete. Kim had some important "extra credit" work for Candy to complete. Kim's assignment for Candy was simple, to sleep with as many people as possible in order to develop detachment from her lovers, to control her emotional responses to love making and to develop her sexual abilities. She knew the influence Candy had over men, she just needed to know how to use it to achieve her goals.

With her "assignment" in mind Candy set herself her first project of the summer, which she felt would get her well on the way. She started sunbathing topless on her patio on hot days to give her skin a perfect sun kissed look. Her topless sunbathing was about more than just getting a great tan though; it was about getting herself comfortable with revealing her body. Candy thought that this would be a challenging obstacle to get over, whereas in fact she revelled in it, the stares, the disguised erections she caused, they made her, well excited.

Her first goal in achieving her mission would be to obtain all the (Hot Daddy) football team members' names and numbers. So as not to be seen as a brazen slut she knew she couldn't approach the players first so she would have to try and entice at least one of them over to her. Looking over at them as they took a water break from their training session, she noticed a couple of them were looking over at her. She sat up slowly, pushing herself up onto all fours first to allow them to see her breasts sitting pretty as she sat back, feet under her ass she smiled at the players looking back at her. She could tell the boys were challenging each other to come over. There was still no one getting up to come over so Candy gently brushed the dry grass from her chest, pulled the straps back over her shoulders and adjusted her breasts in her bra so they sat comfortably.

That was enough, two of the players headed over to her and introduced themselves to her, they asked if she liked football and asked her if she was enjoying the sun. Candy made sure she had their attention with her answers. She told them she knew nothing about football but it seemed to keep them in good shape and the sun was good but was causing her to get some tan lines so she would have to go topless later in her garden. The truth actually seemed like the best answer. One of the players said that his house had a nice private garden with lots of tall bushes to keep the neighbors from looking in if she needed some privacy. She thanked him and said she was quite comfortable with her own garden. He offered her his number in case she changed her mind, which she then entered into her phone and put his shirt number 3 before his name. The other guy said that he has tickets for a match the following night if she wanted to come and learn what the game was all about. She said that she would think about it and took his number too, 24.

The gentlemen invited her back over to meet the rest of the team, it was only the first 11 that were training she was told as they put in an extra couple of sessions a week to stay fitter than anyone else and in case they need to play the whole game. Various other players came over to her during the game and offered her their numbers, she was sure that they weren't all single but she was determined to do well in her assignment and knew from Kim that plenty of the men she would use to get ahead would be married so there was no point starting with morality in the way.

There were 3 that hadn't even come over to speak to her and she was determined not to loose track of anyone and so when the overweight one stopped to talk to her (and was ignored), she got the low down on the other 3. Number 7 was their star player and the coaches son, he was good at scoring goals and he had moved in to a house on her street about 6 months ago. He had a girlfriend who was on a family vacation in Spain for a couple of weeks. The other two were brothers and she was told not to take it personally, they just took football very seriously. They in fact did come and say hi when they finished playing. Turned out they lived in one of the houses that backed onto the playing fields. Shirt numbers 10 and 36.

On the plus side she had 8 numbers and the addresses for the other 3, on the negative the star player had no interest in her and hadn't talked to her at all and having two brothers would be difficult if one found out before she had the other one. But problems are for solving and if she couldn't work it out then she should give up on being a top lawyer now. In fact the solution to get the star player was becoming nonexistent as a plan was starting to form. The moment she caught the coach checking out her ass a light bulb switched on above her head. She bid the Hot Daddies goodbye and headed home to start fine tuning her plan.

Laying face down on the sun lounger in her garden wearing just her bikini thong bottoms she was thinking about the first two she would sleep with, it seemed pretty clear that the first one would be number 3 with the private garden. He was so desperate for her to come around and sun bathe with him but there was only another hour of good sunshine left so today was not the day. The player who wanted to take her to the match tomorrow would naturally be another easy target. And it seemed only fair to break them off first since they had been the ones that got her in with the team in the first place.

There was concern in Candy's mind, she hadn't had a man in years, well to be honest she never had one...properly. Sure, there was some fumbling and kissing in high school but nothing to fill her with confidence that she could just give it all away or convince the players she knew what she was doing. As she rolled over onto her back exposing her already bronzing chest to the sun's warm rays she saw a head out the corner of her eye disappear behind the fence. She stood up quickly and with her natural height she looked over the fence and saw a boy running towards the front yard. She called out for him to hold on. He stopped in his tracks and turned to see Candy's head and shoulders above the fence. She asked him if he had been watching her, he put his head down and muttered confirmation. She asked him to come around to her side of the fence and join her for awhile.

Shortly after he joined her in her garden, she had put her bikini top back on but her breasts sat perfectly above her lovely slim stomach and curvy hips. He told her his name was Brandon, he was 19 and was on the football team. [What luck!] He said he lived in the building on the other side of the fence. He saw her from his bathroom window while he was showering and wanted a closer look. He seemed a little shy but his nice smile and muscular body made him a Hot Caramel Daddy in her book. Why hadn't she noticed him earlier? She asked him why she had never seen him practicing with the team. [He had night practices because his classes were during the day.] She asked him about girlfriends. [He didn't have one.] She asked him if he liked her body. He blushed a deep shade of red but said nothing. [That's as good as a yes!] With that, Candy leaned forward to whisper into his ear and as she leaned in her breasts rested gently against his arm. She told him that if he could keep this a secret they could go inside and she would let him see ALL of her.

Candy and Brandon went inside the house and she sat him on one of the dining room chairs and turned around so she had her back to him, the top was tied closed in a bow and as she sat her thonged ass all the way back in his lap she felt something poking into her. As she wiggled on it to get comfortable she felt it grow further. She leaned forward and waited for Brandon to undo her top, she felt fumbling shaky hands slowly pull the cord on her top and it fell from her chest. She got up and turned around and sat back on his lap facing him this time. His eyes were transfixed on her breasts. They were sitting at head height and as she leaned forward to whisper in his ear for the second time his face was buried between her silky soft mounds. She told him that he could do what he wanted to her until she said otherwise and it had to stay between them.

Feeling sufficiently in control, she paid great attention to what Brandon did, looking for insight into what it is he wanted. His hands cupped her breasts, grabbing them softly at first and then proceeded to hold and squeeze them harder. He put her nipples in his mouth one at a time, sucking on them as though he were trying to draw milk. His hands roamed to her ass and pulled her closer to him so she could feel his erection pressing into her. It felt very forceful and his movements seemed very much geared to applying as much physical pressure as possible between their crotches. She told Brandon to ease up on her breasts; she didn't want passion marks or bruising, they might slow her plans down.

She asked Brandon if he wanted to see more. [Of course he did!] She pulled down her thong to reveal herself to him. He reached his hands between her legs and attempted to force his finger into her opening. She was dripping wet but wanted to learn about dick and she knew she could learn about fingers without him later. She got down between his legs on her knees and reached up to undo his belt. Her hands were now the ones that were shaking. She got the belt undone, popped the button and drew down the zipper.

The head of his dick was protruding beyond the top of his boxers, thick and smooth. It was extremely hard to the touch she found as she drew it from its shelter into her hands. It took both her hands to hold the length of Brandon's surprise package. The fear once again returned to her, couldn't she have picked a guy with a smaller dick? One that would be easier for her tight virgin pussy? She bent her head to kiss the head of the monster in her hands. She held it with one hand and began to lick it from top to bottom over and over again. There were lots of different tastes and smells and they were making her feel even more excited. Brandon made his first verbal request to her and asked her to suck on his dick. Candy tried and tried but couldn't make herself take any more than half his length into her mouth before she began gagging. She began sucking and slurping on him to a rhythm, feeling his pole get harder and impossibly larger. She didn't want him to cum before she had felt what it felt like to have it inside her wet virgin pussy.

She stood up, allowing Brandon to once again admire her sexy curvaceous form. Then she walked to him and held Brandon's dick in one hand as she slowly lowered her opening onto him. When the head touched the outer lips of her pussy she felt little buzzes of excitement and anticipation shoot through her body. Then as the head began to stretch the opening of her pussy she felt painful stretching and was convinced that it would not make it inside her, then with a slip the head entered her. The pain began to subside as the feeling of being full and satisfied engulfed her. There were also feelings of wanting more and craving him deeper. To her shock and surprise probably due to her tall frame, within minutes she was able to fully feel every inch of his thick member inside her.

Slowly moving up and down his shaft Candy found she liked when his dick slipped in and out of her pussy, stretching her all over again and when he reached all the way up inside her. She didn't use a rubber as she wanted to feel EVERYTHING and the luxury of Brandon was that he was pure like she was. But Candy assured herself she would not offer any of the other players the same experience. She felt confident that now that Brandon had started, with a deadly weapon like the one he was currently killing her pussy with, he wouldn't stop. Candy started to feel increasingly flush with pleasure and began to tingle all over, her pussy tightened around Brandon's dick encouraging him to slam her onto his dick harder. Candy was over the edge, thrashing about on top of Brandon's pulsating dick, causing him to shoot stream after stream of hot cum deep inside her. This left Candy with a warm glow of self satisfaction as she held Brandon close to her bosom as her body calmed.

She had a strong desire to hold Brandon close, wanting to keep him for herself, but deep down she knew that she had to push him away and fend off the emotional attachment that the ecstasy of a woman's orgasm brings. With that, she reminded Brandon of his promise to secrecy, told him she MIGHT call him for more and sent him home, confused, a little used, but nonetheless a virgin no more. [Kim would be SO proud!] She went to her room and smiled to herself as she stretched out on her bed.

"Now...about the others..."

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