Category: fantasy

My Wife Is a Dirty Girl

After my in-laws arrived for a night of baby-sitting, I climbed the stairs to the second floor. My wife, Helena, was standing nude in the bathroom while blow drying her hair. She had just gotten out of the shower and left the door wide open. Fog clouded the mirror as I took in her flawless form. Two child births hadn’t done her body any wrong. Her ass was still firm, and her tits larger than when we first met. She smiled at me as I entered the bathroom.

“I see you left the door wide open for me.”

“In more ways than one,” she replied. I put my arms around her and kissed her on the back of the neck, the blow dryer whipped her blond locks into my face like strings of spaghetti. She turned off the blow dryer as my cock grew hard in my jeans. She spun around and we found each other’s tongues. “That’s nice,” she commented.

We continued kissing as I pressed my body against her nude form. I reached down and cupped her cheeks in my hands and separated them a bit so one of my middle fingers could tease her anus. “Whatta you doing?”

“Hopefully making you wet.”

“You’re succeeding.”

“Remember how we used to fuck in your parent’s house down in the basement? They’d be sound asleep upstairs while I’d twisted you more ways than a treacherous highway.”

“Yes, those were hot days.”

“I think it used to turn you on; getting laid while your parents were in the house.”

“Hmmm, you know me too well.”

“Yep, their good little girl getting fucked, sucking cock, and just a few feet away.”

“Stop. You know I’m a good girl.”

“No you’re not. You’re a naughty girl. A dirty girl. In fact, you’re gonna get down on your knees and suck your husband’s cock right now.”

“Oh no, I couldn’t, my parents are down stairs.”

“C’mon dirty girl, suck my cock.” Helena playfully smiled. This was turning her on big time. This was our little game. She was the second of three children and definitely her parent’s favorite. She always brought home good grades and never stayed out late. She was a virgin when I met here, and my hammer is the only tool that’s entered her lovely tool box. But deep down, she’s always wanted to be a bad girl, the naughty daughter, sucking cock and getting fucked, especially while her parents are in the house.

Helena dropped to her knees and pulled my boner out of my pants. She licked playfully at the pink tip as she looked up at me. “Even though I’m doing this, I’m a good girl, right? she said.

“No, no you’re not, you’re a bad girl and you know it. Suck that cock you little slut,” I instructed.

“Not so loud, my parents will hear you,” she said in between gulps of my wood. “What would they think?”

“Their sweet, innocent Helena is just a slut who loves cock. C’mon dirty girl, suck that dick. That’s it, all the way down. You’re such a good cock sucker. All the way down, slut. Mmm, that’s nice.”

Helena was working her dripping hole as her head moved back and forth on my helmet headed soldier. She was jerking it off into her mouth as her hand worked the welcoming confines of the pink palace between her legs.

Suddenly her father called up from the bottom of the stairs. He wanted to know my beeper number in case they needed to reach us in an emergency. I told it to him with my cock in his daughter’s mouth. Helena was moaning loudly. It was a major turn-on.

I reached down and removed my cock from between her lips. I started pumping my dick in her face as my wife knelt before me frigging her snatch. I slapped my seven inch rod all over her lips and cheeks as she masturbated in front of me. “Hurry up and come you little slut so I can fuck you. Your parents have such a slutty daughter. I’m gonna bang you right on top of the sink. Moan for me dirty girl,” I instructed, and soon Helena was gushing girlie jiz all over her tired hand. She quickly jumped up and took a seat on the vanity.

“You’re gonna fuck your dirty girl?”

“Of course, that’s what you want; to get fucked while your parents are down stairs. Too bad they don’t know what a whore their daughter is.”

“No, I’m good,” Helena protested, but willingly spread her legs to her neatly trimmed, blond cunt.

“No you’re not. You’re a dirty girl. You just love cock and wanna get fucked, right?”

“No, I’m good, but I do wanna get fucked.”

“No, you’re bad, you’re a dirty girl,” I told her as I slipped my pole inside her. She yelped and lifted her ass off the vanity while wrapping her arms around my neck, meeting each thrust of my growing cock with a slap of her thighs against mine.

“Am I a dirty girl?”

“Of course you are. You’re getting fucked while your parents are down stairs.”

“Ohh,” she sighed heavenly. Her pussy was slick and moist; her excitement sweeping her away to places where she only dreamed of these decadent desires.

“C’mon dirty girl, fuck this cock. You’re such a bad, bad, girl.”

“No, I’m good, I’m a good girl.”

“No way, Helena, you’re a little slut, and you know it.” There was silence. “Aren’t you?” I repeated.

“Yes,” I’m a dirty girl. She said as we both watched my cock disappear into her eager slit. “You know how bad you are?”

“How bad am I?”

“When I come, you’re gonna drop to your knees and take my load in your mouth and swallow it down like a dirty girl would. Your parents may think you’re a good girl, but I know you’re a cunt.”

“I’m a cunt. A big cunt.”

“Yes you are. Get ready for my load you dirty girl.” I pulled my cock from Helena’s sopping pussy as she jumped from atop the sink. I pushed her down on her knees while jerking my tool off in her pretty face, her mouth wide open like a hungry whore in a porno movie, eager for me to fill it with ropes of my sex syrup. “Ready you little cunt?”

“Yes, please come in my mouth. Come in your whore’s mouth.”

“I’m gonna come in your mouth while your parents are down stairs. They don’t know their daughter is such a slut, do they?”


“But you are.”

“I am.”

“You’re what? Say it.”

“I’m a whore.”

“You’re a dirty girl,” I pressed.

“Yes, I’m a dirty girl.”

“You’re a cunt.”

“I’m a cunt,” she repeated as I blew my love lava in her mouth. She held her tongue out and I shot lines that found the back of her throat and bounced off her uvula. Sweat was glistening off her tits as I continued to spray semen all over her pretty features, leaving her face covered in a layer of my man milk. She looked up at me and smiled while licking the cream from the corners of her mouth.

“You’re such a good whore,” I commented and she smiled broadly.

Kiss My Ass

It had been a good night. Although I generally dislike being the third wheel, I usually enjoy going out with my roommate Kyle and his girlfriend Shannon. We always have fun, even if we do tend to drink a little too much and this night was no exception.

“I’m telling you, she wanted you!” Shannon said, giving me a playful punch on the shoulder. “You should have talked to her!

“Whatever,” I answered, fumbling with my keys.

“Hurry up and open the damn door!” Kyle slurred impatiently. “I think I’m going to be sick again!”

Shannon stuck her bottom lip out in mock sympathy and patted her drunken boyfriend on the head.

“Awww, poor baby,” she purred. “Did you drink a little too much?”

We all knew the answer to that question, as Kyle had already puked twice since we left the bar. In fact, it looked like number three was on its way.

As soon as I opened the door, Kyle pushed past me, holding his hand over his mouth and charging straight for the bathroom. Me and Shannon exchanged amused looks as my roommate could be heard puking his guts out in our bathroom.

“Seriously,” she began. “You really should have talked to that girl.”

I just shook my head. Shannon was always trying to hook me up with girls on our little outings, but for the most part I end up talking to her. It was like she was just one of the guys. I could talk to her about anything, which is more than I could say for most females.

“Maybe you should have put in a good word for me,” I said slumping down on the couch.

“Maybe you should get your balls re-attached!” she countered with a smile.

Just then we heard the toilet flush as Kyle stumbled out of the bathroom, wiping his mouth.

“You okay baby?” Shannon asked as her boyfriend turned and made his way to his bedroom.

“Well, goodnight,” I said standing up from my comfy seat.

Shannon turned and looked at me with a confused expression.

“What do you mean “Goodnight”? She asked. “You and I are going to have another drink!”

“Aren’t’t you tired?” I asked, running my hands through my hair.

“The night is still young,” she countered. “Unless you’re not up to it.”

“Oh, I’m up to it!”

“Good. Then get me a drink!”

Shannon dropped onto the couch as I went to the fridge. As I was searching for something with alcohol in it, I heard Kyle’s door shut. I knew he was out for the night.

“Hey, you have scrabble!” Shannon exclaimed, noticing the game sitting on top of the TV.

“Yeah. So.”

“Let’s play.”


“Yes! Why, are you scared?”

I laughed.

“If you beat me at scrabble,” I said. “I’ll kiss your ass!”

“I’ll hold you to that,” Shannon said, taking the game off the TV. “Now where’s my drink?”

“Is wine okay?” I asked. “It’s all we have.”

“Red or White?”


“Sure, let’s have it.”

A few minutes later Shannon and I were sitting on the living room floor around a Scrabble board, each with a glass of wine. She had always been kind of a flirt, although she was being especially flirty that night, with plenty of sexual innuendos. I had always been attracted to Shannon, although I had never even thought about making a move on her. After all, she was my best friend’s girlfriend. However, I couldn’t’t deny the fact that she turned me on. With her light brown hair and glowing green eyes, she could enchant any man. Her perfect facial features were complimented by a firm, athletic but petite body that I was beginning to fantasize about having pressed up against me. Her figure was exemplified by her choice of clothing that night. As if to torture me, and any other heterosexual male that laid eyes on her, she was wearing a pair of those tight black yoga pants that all the young women seem to have these days. The pants were sitting low enough on her hips to allow a few glimpses of T-bar and a bit of tanned midsection. The pants were complimented by a matching top that showcased her modest, but firm breasts.

About three glasses of wine later, Shannon was severely kicking my ass. I looked down at her as she lay on her side with her head in her hand, studying her game pieces, looking cuter every minute.

“There,” she said triumphantly, putting two tiles down on the board to form the word “rim”.

“Is that the best you got?” I asked with a sneer.

Shannon raised her brows as she looked up at me in surprise.

“What’s the score again buddy?” She asked with a sexy smile.

“Yeah, yeah,” I mumbled, studying my own pieces.

After a moment of contemplation, I added a “j”, “o” and a “b” onto her last word.

Shannon looked at the word I had just formed and then rolled over, her nubile young body, shaking with laughter.

“I don’t think that one’s in the dictionary,” she said, rolling back onto her stomach, causing her hair to fall in front of her face.

“Well, it should be!” I countered before gulping down the last of my wine.

Shannon brushed the hair out of her face and bit her lip as if she was thinking about something.

“What’s up?” I asked. Laying down on the floor next to her.

“Have you ever done it?”

“Done what?”

“Given a girl a…rimjob?”

Even though we often talked about sex, I was a little surprised at Shannon’s question.

“Uh, yeah actually. I have. Why?”

“Just curious. I’ve always wondered it would feel like.”

“I imagine it feels pretty good,” I said. “I haven’t had any complaints anyway.”

“I bet. I like when a guy plays with my ass, but I’ve never been able to ask anyone to lick it.”

I was starting to get very turned on, so I decided to change the subject. Shannon let the subject drop as well and we continued with our game.

A few minutes later Shannon placed her last tile and was victorious.

“Ha, ha,” she mocked. “And I thought you would be a challenge.”

I responded by tossing a handful of Scrabble tiles at her as I stood up headed for my room.

“Hey, wait a minute!” She shouted. “What about my prize?”

“Excuse me?” I asked, turning to face her.

Shannon turned around, and stuck her ass out, pointing to it with her finger.

“Pucker up buddy!”

I sighed, and dropped my head, pretending to be disapointed, although the prospect of kissing Shannon’s perfect ass was anything but a punishment in my mind.

I shuffled over to her as she stood with her hands on her hips and a superior look on her beautiful face.

“On your knees!” She commanded, trying to sound dominant.

I did as I was told, dropping to my knees before her. Shannon let out a giggle as she turned around presenting me with her delicious hind section. Slowly, I moved my mouth towards it, willing and able to offer a kiss.

“Wait,” she said suddenly.

I froze just inches away from Shannon’s ass, and looked upwards, more than a little confused.

She looked back over her shoulder smiling as she tucked her thumbs into the waistband of her pants and slowly peeled them down her firm, tanned ass. I swallowed hard as my dick began to grow at the site before me. Her ass was flawless. Two tanned globes of succulent flesh seperated by a very thin strip of silky black fabric that was tucked firmly between her firm cheeks. I could barely tear my eyes away to look up at her her smiling face, which had a few strands of hair dangling in front of her sexy green eyes.

“Well? What are you waiting for?”

With that, I leaned in and pressed my lips against her smooth skin, letting them linger for just a few seconds before pulling away.

“How’s that?” I asked looking back up.

“Ummmmm,” Shannon said, placing her hands on her hips. “I think you can do better.”

I smiled to myself.

“Okay then,” I said, reaching up to grab her by the hips. “You asked for it.”

I leaned in and kissed her again, this time closer to the tiny strip of fabric of her g-string. I let my lips touch her skin longer, even daring to let my tongue contact her tasty skin.

“Better, but still not good enough,” she said, bending over a little farther, putting her hands on the arm of the couch for support.

Again I kissed Shannon’s ass, this time running my tongue up her crack along her g-string, tickling the sides of each of her perfect ass cheeks. I could hear her moaning softly.

“Here”, she said. “Let me help you.”

My eyes widened and my dick grew another inch as Shannon reached back and pulled her skimpy underwear out of her ass, exposing herself fully to my view. I was now just inches away from my best friend’s girlfriend’s asshole! I struggled to contain myself as my grip tightened on her small hips. She gently pried apart her taut cheeks and I moved in.

Shannon’s head flew back and a long, sexy moan escaped her lips as my wet tongue touched her tiny little hole.

“Oh my God!” She groaned as my tongue moved in small circles, tracing her tight muscular ring. “Yeah, Lick it! Lick it!”

I needed no prompting as I enclosed her hole with my lips, pressing my tongue hard against the most private area on her body. I started to lick up and down, swabbing her asshole with long wet strokes as she put her hand between her legs. I knew she was playing with her pussy and that only further encouraged me to continue my relentless oral assault on Shannon’s tight little ass.

She started to moan louder and suddenly I became worried about Kyle waking up.

“Shhh,” I said, trying to get her to be quiet.

Shannon just reached back and grabbed my hair, pulling me back into her heavenly ass.

“Don’t worry,” she said gasping, as I resumed eating her asshole. “He’s out for good.”

That was good enough for me and I increased the intensity of my licking. I even tried to shove my tongue inside her, which I could tell she was into.

I wiggled my tongue up her ass as she feverishly worked over her own clit with her nimble little fingers. I began to move my head back and forth, fucking her tight little butthole with my tongue.

“Ohfuckofuckohfuck!” Shannon gasped, as the tempo of her moving fingers increased to superhuman proportions.

Suddenly her asshole clenched around my tongue and her body convulsed violently. I smiled to myself, knowing that I had just helped give Shannon one hell of a climax.

“Oh… my… God!” She said between labored breaths. “That was amazing.”

“Glad you liked it,” I said standing up.

Shannon turned to face me, her pants still around her knees.

“I want to do it to you.”

My mouth dropped open.

“What?” I stammered.

“Let me return the favour,” she said staring at me with her penetrating green eyes.

“You don’t have to do that…”

“I want to.”

I had no idea what to do.

“Bend over,” she said in a cute little voice, biting her lip.

I turned and assumed the positition that Shannon had previously occupied, placing my hands on the arm of the couch. I swallowed hard as Shannon moved behind me. My arms were trembling with anticipation as she reached around and undid my pants. She then pulled them down my legs and I kicked them away. Shannon lowered herself downwards, her small delicate hands roaming all over my ass as she assumed a kneeling position behind me. I swallowed hard as she curled her fingers into the waistband of my boxers and pulled them down over my hips. Soon I could feel her hot breath on my bare skin as she planted a soft kiss on my lower back. She followed that one up with another kiss as she moved down to the top of my ass crack, pulling my boxers down farther. I could feel her hot little tongue darting in between my cheeks as Shannon yanked my underwear completely off.

Needless to say I felt more than a little exposed standing in my well lit living room naked with my ass in the face of my roommate’s girl. At that moment I was glad I had consumed as much wine as I had, for it had decreased my inhibitions considerably.

Shannon placed her hands on my ass and gently spread my cheeks apart. A second later I felt her tongue sliding down my ass working its way toward its final destination. At first she licked at my asshole tentatively, with short flickering movements, but soon began giving me long, lewd licks from the base of my balls all the way up to my tailbone. I looked back between my legs to see her hand back at work between her legs, so I helped out by reaching back and spreading my ass cheeks. Shannon started moaning into my ass as she licked with renewed lust. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth, wishing that I could see this beautiful girl tonguing my asshole.

“Put your leg up,” Shannon suggested, giving me a playful slap on the ass.

I did as I was told, putting my foot up on the arm of the couch, exposing myself even more. As I reached down to slowly stroke my dick I couldn’t help by be amazed by the degree of Shannon’s nastieness.

“That’s more like it,” she purred, planting a soft kiss right on my asshole. I groaned in pleasure, which only encouraged her.

Shannon’s tongue massaged my hole as she brought her hand up to massage my balls. It felt so good, I had to stop touching my dick. I was sure I didn’t want to end out little session early.

By the way she was moaning, one would think that it was her getting the rimjob, but Shannon was genuinely enjoying herself.

“Let’s try something different,” she said pulling her tongue from my asshole.

“What did you have in mind?” I asked, eager to get her tongue back on my ass.

I then watched as Shannon layed down on the floor, sweeping the Scrabble tiles out of the way.

“Sit on my face.”

I was ready for anything so of course I complied, walking over and standing over Shannon’s prone body. I looked down to see her smiling up at me.

“Come on,” she prompted. “Give it to me.”

I began to bend my knees, lowering myself down to Shannon’s waiting mouth. I actually placed my asshole right onto her lips as her tongue once again darted out and licked at my rim. It was too much to handle, and I grabbed ahold of my cock and began to stroke it as her tongue poked its way into my ass. I reached down and grabbed Shannon’s hair as I started to gently bounce up and down. She stiffened her tongue as best she could so that with each rise and fall of my hips, her tongue would slide a little farther into my ass. I was in heaven!

I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, as I stroked my cock and bounced up and down on Shannon’s tongue.

“I’m going to cum soon!” I stammered.

“Quick, bend over!” Shannon ordered, pushing me forward into a 69 position. “Cum in my hands.”

She was holding her hands in a cup-like position and licking my ass as I continued to jerk my cock . My knees were on either side of her head and her arms were reaching around my legs. Soon I shuddered and unloaded a massive deluge of hot cum into Shannon’s waiting hands. Gasping for a breath I let go of my dick and let my head drop.

I was just about to get off Shannon’s body, when she brought her cum filled hands back and began to smear my jism all over my freshly licked asshole. And then just when I thought she couldn’t get any nastier, Shannon started to lick the cum from my ass. It was as if she was eating her last meal, the way she was licking and sucking up the cum from my asshole. It was dripping down onto her face and she was doing her best to catch as much as she could in her hungry mouth.

A few minutes later, I rolled off Shannon’s body to lay exhuasted and spent on the livingroom floor. Shannon rolled over on her side, propping her head up with her arm, flashing me a sexy smile, her lips still glistening with my cum.

“You have pretty good tasting cum.” She said, matter-of-factly.

“Uh, thanks,” I responded, suddenly feeling a little self conscious. After all, I was laying there naked in my livingroom with my roommate’s girlfriend.

I was just about to get up when Shannon leaned in and kissed me. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and I could taste my own cum on her lips as we made out. After a few seconds she pulled away, smiling.

“Did you like it?” She asked.

“Like what?”

“Did you like me licking your asshole?”

I was amazed at the boldness of her question.

“Umm, yeah. It was great,” I stammered.

“Would you like to do more?”

I cocked my head in her direction.

“What did you have in mind?

“Well, you’ve already had your tongue in my ass,” She said with a smile. ” Why don’t you try putting something else in there?”

What a night! I couldn’t believe it! I had already had my roommate’s girlfriend eat out my ass, and now she was actually asking me to fuck hers!

I smiled back, but then looked down at my limp dick.

“Oh, don’t worry about that,” Shannon said, crawling across the floor like a cat. “I think I can fix it.”

I was transfixed on those dark, sultry eyes peering out at me through her hair as she methodically moved her beautiful body to bring herself to me. Flashing me that mischievious smile I had grown to love, Shannon lowered her head to give my cock a small flick with her tongue. I was breathless with anticipation as she sat up and peeled off her tight little shirt to expose the rest of her even tighter body. She then placed her hands on my chest and pushed me onto my back.

Taking my dick her her tiny hand, she lifted it and placed her mouth on my balls, letting her hot breath wash over my sensitive skin. She gingerly sucked them as her tongue swirled around and around. My dick was already starting to regain its former state, with Shannon looking into my eyes as her tongue licked at my balls. As good as it felt to have my balls licked, I wanted something else. I spread my legs.

“I want you to lick my ass again,” I muttered.

“What?” She asked, looking up at me.

“I want you to lick my ass.”

“Make me do it.”


“Make me! Force me to lick your asshole!”

I reached down, grabbing a handful of Shannon’s hair, jerking her head back as a huge grin appeared on her face.

“Yesss,” she hissed.

With that, I put my knees up to my chest and pulled my her face into my ass. I looked down and stared into her sexy eyes, just peeking over my balls and fully erect dick, as her nimble little tongue flicked against my asshole. I tightened my grip on Shannon’s hair and pulled her harder against me. Her eyes closed in pleasure and a she let out a long lustful moan as she forcfully injected her tongue into my ass. Overcome by the indescribable feeling of having a beautiful girl licking my hole, I let go of her hair and grabbed the underside of both knees, pulling my legs back farther.

“Mmmm, I love licking your ass!” Shannon purred. “It makes me feel so dirty! I love feeing dirty!”

“You are dirty baby!” I moaned as she resumed probing me with her little pink tongue.

I noticed then that one of her hands was burried between her legs, her fingers up to the knuckle in her wet cunt. Eating my ass was really turning her on!

By this time my dick was rock hard again, so Shannon pulled her heavenly mouth away from my ass, licking her way up my balls and over my shaft. Her tongue flickered around the head of my swollen cock before she parted her sweet lips and swallowed me down to the root. I watched in amazement as her lips slid down my thick shaft, taking me all the way into the back of her throat. She withdrew her mouth from my shaft, leaving my cock glistening with her saliva, as she wrapped one of her tiny hands around it. Her other hand then emerged, glistening with her own pussy juices. Shannon held it out for me to view.

“Look,” she said. “See how turned on I get by eating your asshole?”

I nodded and smiled before she pressed one of her cum soaked fingers against my ass. She took my cock into her warm, wet mouth again as she stroked it with her hand, meanwhile sliding her wet finger into my asshole.

“Oh my God!” I moaned, as she pushed it in up to the knuckle.

Again she looked up into my eyes with her mouth around my dick, her tiny finger sliding in and out of my ass. It was a weird feeling to have something in my ass, but still very pleasurable when combined with her warm, wet mouth on my cock.

“You better be careful,” I gasped. “You’re going to make me come if you keep this up.”

Shannon pulled my dick from her mouth with a wet “pop”, smiling devilishly.

“Now we wouldn’t want that, would we?”

She then withdrew her finger from my ass and sat back.

“How do you want to do it?” She asked.

“Whatever you like,” I responded. “It’s up to you.”

Shannon leaned in, propping herself up on her hands in front of her.

“I want you to fuck me like a dirty little dog,” she hissed with a sexy smile.

With that, my new found fuck friend spun and presented her tight little ass to me. She rested her elbows on the ground tilting her hips upwards giving me a glorious view of her little pink asshole. She then slipped a finger into her pussy, wetting it again with her sweet juices. Biting her bottom lip, she looked back over her shoulder and slipped the finger into her own ass. I was drooling at the delicious site of her finger being hugged by that tight asshole, and by the prospect that my cock would soon be taking its place.

“Fuck me now Damon.” She ordered, pulling her finger out of her hole. “Fuck my ass now.”

I inched forward on my knees and pressed my cock head against her tight rosebud. Shannon placed her face on the carpet and reached back, pulling her ass cheeks apart with both hands. I pushed forward gently, but failed to get my dick inside her.

“Don’t be so gentle,” she said. “Shove it in! Shove your cock in my fucking asshole!”

I pushed forward again, this time more forcefully, with success. Her tight puckered opening gave way and the head my my dick slipped inside.

“Oh yeah,” she moaned. “Deeper! I want your dick all the way up my ass!”

I grasped her hips and slowly pushed again as my shaft disapeared into my roomate’s girlfriend. Shannon tossed her head back and let out a long, low moan. Reaching out, I grabbed her hair and plunged my dick in all the way up to my balls. She responded by pushing back, her hungry asshole swallowing up my cock to the hilt. Looking back over her shoulder, she smiled at me and wiggled her ass with my dick firmly embedded within.

“You are so fucking hot!” I gasped, gripping her pert little ass cheeks harder.

Shannon then reached back and traced her finger around her stretched asshole feeling the shaft of my cock. I pulled back, allowing my dick to slowly emerge.

“Mmmm,” she moaned. “It feels soo good.”

I plunged back into the depths of Shannon’s ass eliciting a high pitched squeal from her mouth. I was actually worried that we were going to wake up Kyle, so I reached out and clamped a hand over her mouth. I then started to fuck her ass harder, sliding my cock in and out of that tight little opening.

Shannon moaned louder, but her voice was muffled by my hand. Frantically, she reached between her legs and began rubbing her clit. My balls were slapping against her pussy lips as I clamped my hand hard over her mouth. Her fingers started to work faster and faster as I sensed she was about to climax.

“Are you going to cum you little slut?” I asked.

“Mmm hmm”, she answered, moaning into my hand.

Then suddenly, Shannon let out a high pitched squeal and I could feel her tight asshole convulsing around my cock. The feeling was unbelievable as her ass gripped my shaft over and over. She burried her face in the carpet and rode out the remainder of her climax as I spread her ass cheeks apart to savour the view of my dick embedded in her tiny hole.

Once her orgasm had subsided Shannon looked back over her shoulder at me with that sexy, cute face of hers. A strand of hair hung down over one eye as she smiled devilishly. She then dropped her mid-section downwards, making her ass stick farther into the air and giving me and even better view. She continued looking at me as she bit her lip and began to writhe her hips and flex her muscular asshole around my dick. Over and over she squeezed me with her ass, as if she was trying to milk the cum from my balls with her ass alone.

“Oh my God!” I moaned.

“Does that feel good?” she asked.

“Fuck yes!”

“Are you going to cum?”


I gripped her slender hips tightly and plowed hard into her butthole causing her small body to lurch forward across the carpet.

“Where do you want it?” I asked as I began to feel myself reaching to point of no return.

“In my ass baby!” she replied. “Fill my slutty little asshole with your cum Damon!”

Shannon’s words were more than I could take as I thrusted forward one final time spraying her insides with my juices.

“Oh yessss,” she moaned as I spurted inside her. “I can feel it! I can feel your cum in my ass!”

After I finished emtying my load inside my roommate’s girfriend, I pulled my cock free from the tight confines of her asshole and slumped back on the carpet. Shannon collapsed as well, a contented smile on her beautiful face.

“Mmmm, that was sooo good!” She said reaching back to feel her abused asshole which now had a thin river of white jism trickling from it. She easily slipped a finger inside and let out a laugh.

“It feels funny,” she said with a giggle.

I just gazed at he sight, speachless.

“Ya know Damon,” Shannon said, standing up and licking a tiny glob of cum from her finger. “I think we should play scrabble more often.”

With that she blew me a kiss and headed down the hallway towards Kyle’s room.

“I couldn’t agree more, ” I said quietly to myself. “I couldn’t agree more.”


It was Saturday and my wife Nikki had gone out shopping with one of her girlfriends, so I decided to take a shower and call up a couple of friends to come over and watch the baseball game.

Kevin was the first to show up with a 12 pack of beer, and Bobby was not far behind with a bottle of rum.

“Come on in guys. The game starts in about twenty minutes. Let’s get some drinks started.”

We had just settled in for the game when the phone rang. It was Nikki calling.

“Hi Michael, I’m done shopping and I’m on my way home. I want to model some of the clothes I bought for you.”

“That sounds great baby. Kevin, Bobby and I were starting to watch a ballgame and having a few drinks.”

“Well I guess I can show you my outfits another time then” she said.

“Don’t be crazy” I told her. “Kevin and Bobby can be a second and third opinion on how they look on you.”

“Well o.k. then. I’ll be home shortly honey. See you soon. Love you. Bye.”

The game was a rainout so me and my buddies just sat around talking and drinking. We all three had a good buzz going when my wife got home.

As they were all saying there hello’s I made my way to the kitchen to make Nikki a drink.

She walked into the kitchen and I handed her the rum and coke. She gave me a kiss and told me she didn’t know if she could show off her new clothes in front of our company.

“Why not? We’ve known Kevin and Bobby since high school” I told her.

“Yes, I Know. But the outfits I bought today were from the erotica store in the mall. They are tiny and very revealing” she said.

“Well go upstairs and put one of them on. I’ll be up in a minute to see how it looks.”

As she went upstairs I could not help from wondering what the guys would think if she showed off for them. Nikki is 31 years old but she looks like she’s 21. She is a small girl but has huge tits. (Real not fake.) Her nipples are cotton candy pink and as big around as half dollars. They get about an inch long when she is really aroused. She always keeps her pussy completely shaved and has a great ass.

I went back into the living room and told the guys that Nikki wanted to show off some of her new outfits.

“You are one lucky bastard” Bobby said.

“Yeah, your wife is a knockout” Tony added.

“Well You both may get lucky if I can get Nikki to play along a little bit” I told them.

“Michael can you come upstairs for a minute please?”

“I’ll be right up honey” I said as I winked at the guys and told them to make everyone another drink.

My mouth almost hit the floor when I walked in our bedroom. Nikki had on a black thong and a lace bra that barely held her big titties in it. Her nipples were already a little hard and you could make out the color of her pink nipples behind the black bra.

“So what do you think?”

“You look incredible.” I told her. My dick was starting to get hard from looking at her.

I walked up to her and gave her a big kiss and she started to rub my dick through my pants.

“Do you still want me to show this outfit to our friends?” she said.

“Hell yes. I’m actually turned on by the thought of them seeing your body.” I told her.

“Kevin is single and Bobby just went through his nasty divorce. They could both use a lttle excitement in their lives.”

“How far do you want this to go?” she said.

“If you want to be fucked and totally filled up by all three of us, then let’s go for it.” I replied.

We walked back down together and I wish you could have seen the look on their faces.

“Wow Nikki. You have a beautifal set of titties. I knew they were big but not this big.” said Bobby.

“And your ass looks great with that thong wedged between your cheeks.” replied Kevin.

“Honey take off your bra and show the guys how hard your nipples get.”

Nikki reached around with one hand and undid the clasp of her bra. Her big boobs spilled free and she started playing with her hardening nipples.

As she lifted them up to her mouth to suck on her stiff nipples, I noticed Bobby and Kevin started shifting their pants to accomodate their hardening pricks.

“It’s only fair that I get to see some more of you guys.” Nikki stated.

The guys looked to me for approval and I said “let’s all get naked and have some fun.”

Kevin was the first to get out of his pants. He took off his boxers to reveal a dick about the same size as me which is about 8 inches long and a little above average thickness. I too got naked and moved behind my wife and started to kiss the back of her neck.

Bobby was the last to get undressed and I guess they do save the best for last. When Bobby took his sweatpants off I think we all three gasped out loud. Bobby’s cock had to be at least 11 inches long and very thick.

“Oh my God Bobby, your dick is huge” Nikki said.

I told Nikki to get on her knees and see how much of it she could take in her mouth.

She knelt in front of it and could not even get close to wrapping her fingers around it. As she started running her tounge up and down the shaft, Kevin got behind her and worked her thong down past her ankles. He then buried his face in her asscrack and started licking her bald pussy.

I started jacking off as I watched Nikki work her lips past Bobby’s fat cockhead. Kevin started to slide his dick into my wife from behind which made her let out a groan.

As Kevin started fucking her harder my wife’s mouth stretched around Bobby’s thick dong.

“I want to bounce up and down on Bobby’s big dick while you two fuck my mouth” Nikki screamed.

Bobby sat down on the couch with his pole sticking straight up and my wife straddled him reverse cowgirl style.

Kevin and I stood on each side and started rubbing or dicks all over Nikki’s face. She lowered herself down onto Bobby’s cock and as she started riding him she took turns sucking our hard dicks.

Bobby really started bouncing her up and down on his shaft while he reached around to play with Nikkis clit. Kevin and I pinched and pulled on her stiff nipples and this sent her over the edge.

“I’m gonna fucking cum” she shouted.

Nikki’s whole body went rigid as she came on Bobby’s thick cock.

Nikki climbed off Bobby’s dick and said she wanted Kevin to tittyfuck her while she sucked off Bobby and I licked her pussy.

She laid on her back and pushed her boobs together while Kevin straddled her and pushed his dick in between her titties.

Bobby knelt over top of her and told her to suck his balls. I started licking up and down her slit and soon she told me to fuck her.

Kevin was giving her a good tittyfucking and I was banging her pussy hard when she shocked us all by saying “I want Bobby’s fat cock in my asshole.”

I could not believe she wanted to try his big dong in her ass but we switched positions and she got on her hands and knees and got ready for her assfucking.

Bobby licked her butthole first before working his fat knob into her ass. He got about half his meat into her hole and she screamed for someone to stuff her mouth with dick.

Kevin and I took turns feeding my wife’s mouth with cock while Bobby picked up his pace and really started reaming her ass good.

Nikki looked back with lust in her eyes and as she started playing with her own clit she screamed. “Oh God I’m going to cum again. Fuck my tight butthole with that big cock.”

Bobby slapped her asscheeks and with one last thrust shouted “I’m filling your asshole with my hot fucking cum.”

Kevin and I furiously stroked our cocks and shot ribbons of jizz all over Nikki’s face and outstretched tounge.

We all caught our breath as Nikki said “I sure hope the ballgame gets rained out next week.”

Strip Club Slut

Chas had been going on at me for quite a while now about taking me to one of the sleazy amateur strip clubs that he had told me about since talking to some of the guys at the motorcycle club. You see I was a bit of a slut, well alot of a slut, and was really keen to strip in front of a load of horny guys, especially as he had said they were allowed to touch the strippers as well. Finally I had given in and he said he would have another word with the guys to see which was the best strip joint to go to.

That Wednesday at the club after speaking to them he had been told of a couple and one which they had advised him to give a miss as it was really a dump and the clients that went there were usually real rough types and there was always trouble there. I thought if he took me to that one perhaps he would be satisfied.

We went a couple of days later. I had been even more highly sexed since Chas had told me and I had worn him out, wanting to be fucked all the time. Not that he was complaining as I was an reasonably attractive sexy women, and one hell of a fuck. As Chas waited for me in the hall to come down from getting ready I was thinking of what may happen that night, how far I would want to go. My musing was cut short when I appeared at the top of the stairs.

Hell, Chas said. You look stunning.

I was dressed in a very short tight skirt which just about covered my ass and was split to the waist on one side. When I bent over you could see my tiny red thong panties I was wearing. I had a tight crop top on which my nipples stuck out through as I wasn’t wearing a bra and showed all my bare stomach, and black high heel shoes, my long tanned legs naked, just my toes and finger nails painted blood red. All this was finished off with dark eye makeup and ruby red lips. With what I was wearing it was just as well it was a warm evening as we were going on Chas,s motorbike.

“God, you look stunning, you sure you want to go out,” he said as he had an instant erection on seeing me. I pouted and laughed,

“Yes I do,” I replied.

“You better get you jacket and helmet on then and let’s be off before I change my mind,” Chas replied.

I slipped the leather motor cycle jacket on and the helmet and we got on the bike. Christ I must of looked like one of them gang sluts you see in hells angle films, as all my legs were visible as I hung on to Chas tight as we sped off.

The club was hard to find as it was on the outskirts in a real rough area of the city. After riding around for a while we found it down an alley way. It was a real sleazy run down looking place. A lot of noise was coming from inside and it sounded as there was a lot of people in there. This was made obvious by the amount of motorbikes, and old cars and vans that were parked in the alleyway and a piece of waste ground alongside.

We went inside, the bouncers on the door eyeing me up and down as we went in. I heard one of them say to the other,

“She should go down well,” to which the other replied,

“Yes, bet the whore gets a good fucking as well”. They both laughed.

The inside looked no better than the outside. The floor was bare with spilt drinks, fag ends and god knows what else, the tables looked no better and the décor was old and tatty. None of this mattered though as all eyes were fixed on the naked blond on stage showing all she had to the crowd of people who were shouting comments to her, with some of the front row reaching out and pawing the girls legs and anything else they could grab hold of. There must have been about forty or more people in there, with about three quarters of them men the rest women. They were all shapes and sizes and all ages. The only thing they all seemed to have in common were they all looked rough and dirty.

We found a table and I sat down while Chas went to get a few drinks. A lot of men had stared at me as I walked in and I had heard a lot of comments from others mainly about fucking the ass off that tart. Chas brought the drinks back and sat down. I was transfixed on watching another girl now on stage taking her clothes off for all the leering men, and she had her hand between her legs openly rubbing her pussy as I watched. I could see men on the other nearby tables grinning and making comments to each other as they watched her masturbating herself.

“Your slut going to do a turn mate,” one of them shouted over to Chas.

“Yes, I recon so,” he replied. They all laughed and cheered.

We watched the other girls for a while; Chas could see I was dying to be up there myself. This ended when the guy shouted

“When’s your whore going to strip then,”

“Right now then,” Chas said looking at me.

I did not need to be told again and got up and walked to the stage to a load of whistling and cheers. I climbed up on to the low platform and as the music played I began to gyrate my body to the beat. After a few minutes I began to remove my clothes. First my top showing off my tits, then my skirt. For a while I danced around in just my tiny red thong until to a round of get the fucking panties off, I slowly slipped them down my legs and off then throwing them to the crowd. I was now naked except for my high heels. My naked body twisting and swaying to the music. My hands caressing my breasts, pinching my erect nipples, then down my stomach and between my legs. I got down on my hands and knees in front of the men, and crawled to them, letting them reach out and fondle my hanging tits, or grab my ass as I wriggled it in front of them. Then lying on my back with my legs opened wide to he audience showing the pink insides of my smooth wet shaven pussy as I played with myself, rubbing myself, and inserting two fingers into my wet hole.

The men were going wild, shouting and whistling until one of the men climbed up onstage and said

“I can do that for you honey,” and with that began to finger me himself, inserting one, then two fat grubby fingers up my cunt and frigging me hard.

I was moaning and arching my back as he brought me to an orgasm there on the stage, I screamed out as he did so.

“Time I had some fun as well,” He said as started to unfasten his dirty jeans.

“Fuck the whore,” I heard a female voice shout out to a chorus of others shouting the same.

He pulled his jeans down to his knees. I could see his large unwashed cock, precum showing on the tip and dirty looking and the base of the head of his cock. His balls looked slimy and glistened. I reached up taking hold of his big fat hard cock and guided it to my open cunt.

“Get your fucking cock in me,” I shouted at him.

He didn’t need telling again and rammed his cock fully up my waiting cunt. I sighed out loud as he first entered then started grunting like an animal as he pounded into me.

“That’s it, fuck me, fuck me,” I was shouting at him.

“Oh, I’m going to, all the men are going to fuck you slut,” he said back through gritted yellow teeth.

As he banged away all the other men had moved to the front, a lot of them on the stage watching and waiting their turn. The women had moved up also and were shouting abuse at me and urging all the men to fuck the cum slut legless, bore out her holes with their cocks good. The fat guy was now grunting hard and was about to shoot his load.



With a last lunge he emptied his sack up my cunt and over my belly. Then withdrawing and putting his smelly cock to my lips telling me to clean his cock off. I hungrily took him in and licked and sucked until all traces of cum and dirt had been cleaned from it, then went down to his ball bag and sucked and licked all around his sweaty smelly sack, sucking his balls into her mouth and up to his ass hole until all off him was clean.

By now another cock was pounding into my cunt and another man had positioned himself at the top of me. Taking hold of a handful of my hair he pulled my head to his groin, forcing his cock into my mouth until his full length was in then using my hair pulling me back and forth on to his ridged cock. I gagged and coughed a bit until I got accustomed to it then like a pro deep throated him until with a groan he emptied his full load into the back of my throat.

The second man had now shot his load into my cunt and another was fucking me. Cum was squeezing around his cock as he bored in. Another was deep throating me again. Other men were mauling and pinching my tits and nipples making them large and red. After those had emptied their seed into me, I got onto my hands and knees and crawled to another group and told them to fuck my ass. An old guy of about sixtyfive was the first in the queue and shoved his old cock up my ass hole after spitting a large amount of gooey spit on it to lubricate it.

“Oh yes, I like my ass being fucked hard,” I said.

The old guy said he hadn’t had a whore with a good piece of ass like this for a long time.

“Fuck it good then. Destroy my fucking asshole then you old bastard,” I shouted at him.

He soon shot his load into me ass then ordered me to suck all the mixture from my ass off his cock. I buried my face into his crutch and sucked the mess off him. His stale piss smelling pubic hair buried against my face as I sucked on his old cock, as I was again being fucked up my ass.

“Lets triple fuck the slut,” somebody shouted out.

A man positioned himself under me and I sat astride him buring his cock deep up my cunt. Another roughly pushed me down until my tits were squashed on his chest, he then pushed his cock up my ass. My final hole was filled as a real fat dirty smelly guy pushed his cock into my mouth until my face was squashed against the folds of sweaty fat of his stomach. I wrinkeled my nose as the smell from him invaded my nostrils, but I still took him in fully has he pulled my head to his groin by my hair. I made loud slurping noises as I sucked him. The other two were now ploughing into my ass and cunt both burying their cocks to the hilt up my holes at the same time. Sometimes they would shove both their cocks into my cunt or ass at the same time.

Chas could see I was in heaven having all these men fuck me. Being naked and having my body used and violated, being humiliated in front of an audience of men and other women. I heard a loud crack and felt a sharp pain, I cried out. Some of the men were slapping my ass. My ass cheeks must of been glowing red with hand prints all over them from the slapping they got.

“Use this on the slut,” a woman shouted, as she threw a thin leather belt on to the stage.

One of the men picked it up and began to whip my ass cheeks with it. I cried out with every sting of the leather but my cries were soon stifled with another hard cock being shoved in my wanting mouth.

About another five times I was tripled fucked when a group of the women got on stage and roughly turned me back over onto my back.

“Let’s have some fun with the slag as well guys’” one of them said.

I was then subjected to an hour of humiliation by these women as they wanked me off with bottles, chair legs and whatever other objects they could find to abuse my cunt or ass with. They fisted me ramming their hands up my cunt way past their wrists and slapped and whipped my cuntand tits. The other women who had stripped over the night sat on my face and I made them all cum nibbling on their clits and licking their holes, poking my tongue up as far up their cunt and assholes as I could as they ground their smelly musty cunts down on to my mouth and face. A couple of them even pissed as they were sat on me, showering me with their warm piss.

They made me crawl around the stage and then lick up any cum that had gone on the floor. I licked up every last drop. “That’s it, you dirty fucking cunt, lick it all up or we will have to whip your ass again, “they shouted at me. But still some cracked the belt on my ass for fun as I crawled around causing yelps from me as they did. They had me crawl over to men who stuck their ass in my face. The women then ordered me to lick all the assholes, telling me to make sure I stuck my tounge up as far as I could.

Finally, the women had finished with me, and handed me back to the men to get some more use out of me. I was laying there groaning on the dirty stage, my naked ravaged body covered in red marks and cum, my cunt gapping wide from all the objects and cocks that had been using it and cum dribbling from it. My ass hole couldn’t of looked much better. I was once again dragged along the stage and off onto the even dirtier floor of the bar through the stale beer and mess that was on it where I was repeatedly fucked at least another ten or more times as I just lay there letting these fat, smelly, dirty old and young men use me. Empty their cum into and onto me, use me as a receptacle for their gratification, a cum bucket. Then after either have me suck them clean or wipe their dirty slimy smelly cocks in my hair. The women stood around spitting on me and slapping my face and tits.

With all the men and women in the room now having fucked me, they all stood around me. Looking down at this piece of naked trash that was a married women. Chas was among them, watching me rub all the cum, spit, and stale beer into my tits, fingering my cunt and licking the cum of my fingers. “Fucking hell, this slag is one piece of dirty cunt,” a man said.

“Yea, lets wash some of the dirt off the piss whore shall we,” Another said.

A guy behind the bar shouted to take the cunt outside as he did not want piss all over the floor to clean up. I was grabbed by the hair and dragged out side into the alley where I was then dumped onto a pile of trash by some bins. All the men then unzipped their trousers and jeans and began to piss all over my body. It poured down over me, splashing on my tits, little pools of it in my belly button.

“Hey slut open your legs and mouth, let the men piss into your filthy cunt and mouth, taste it you whore.” a women shouted.

I spread my legs, and held my cuntlips open, and opened my mouth. Piss sprayed into my open cunt washing cum from out of it, while lots of jets were aimed at my mouth. I swallowed hard filling filling belly with piss adding to all the cum I had also swallowed. I saw some of the women pissing and spitting into an empty jar they had found then got several of the men to wank, piss, and spit into it as well. One man pushed his cock into my mouth then pissed when he did so. I swallowed fast but still loads spilled from around it, running down my cheeks onto my tits and dripping from my nipples.

After all the men had emptied their bladders over her, the women took the jar full of their piss and the men’s cum and held it to my mouth.

“Drink this, you dirty filthy cum slut, Or we’ll whip the shit out of you,” they said.

I took the jar and emptied it into my mouth, swallowing every drop then licking the jar.

“UUMMMMM, that quenched my thirst,” I said, licking my lips.

“Fucking hell, never seen such a dirty whore, and I’ve seen a few, a bearded guy said.

With everybody having finished with the slut some started wandering back into the club or off to their vehicles leaving me lying there in a large pool of piss. My body glistening with piss and my hair soaked in it. A group of about six bums who lived in the alley way had been watching all this were stood a little way back. A couple of the men shouted over to them that if they wanted a piece of this slags ass to come and get it if they did not mind the mess she was in. They run over. Of course they did not mind, they probably hadn’t seen or had a women for a long time, especially a naked ,nympho one at that, and they weren’t worried about the mess as they were filthier than her.

I was dragged by them from the alley through the mud onto the waste ground where I was held down as the bums fed their filthy cocks into my holes. Even now I still wanted cock even these disgusting unwashed ones and I sucked and licked all of their cocks after they had fucked my cunt and ass. Chas along with several of the crowd from the club watched these men pounding my ass as I was lay face down in the dirt. As they pulled my head up viciously by my hair as they pummelled my ass and cunt. Watched as I was turned over onto my back, my legs open wide wrapped around their waist or over their shoulders as I was fucked hard in this position. The men biting and slavering on my tits and nipples, kissing me, pushing their tongues into my mouth so I could taste their foul breath.

Chas had noticed through out the evening several men videoing all the action and were still recording it now. I saw him walk over to them and asked if he could have a copy of the finished tape. He told me later that they were selling them at fifty pounds each, but as it was his whore who was making them the money he could have one for nothing and to call back at the club in a few days for it, and to bring the slut with him as they added we can give her another good time, they laughed. “Maybe I will,” he said he had replied, grinning.

All the bums were spent now and wandered back to their makeshift homes in the alley way leaving me lying there panting. The others had gone back into the club leaving us alone. Chas walked over to me and helped me up. I was unsteady on my feet which was of no surprise from the fucking I had received for the last several hours.

“Fuck Kathy, better get you home for a bath you smell pretty bad now. Hope this as cured your craving for stripping and fucking for a while,” Chas said to me.

“Only for a while,” I said laughing.

“Fuck, you are a slut luv, but I love you,” Chas said and gave me a long passionate kiss. “You wait by the bike; I’ll go and see if I can find your clothes. he said.

I waited while Chas went back in but after about ten minutes all he had found was my now very badly torn skirt.

“Sorry love, this is all I could find, fuck knows where your top and panties are or your jacket. Oh found your helmet though,” He said to me handing it to me.

I took the skirt. It was torn into several pieces.

“Fucking lot of good this is,” I said and threw it into the pile of rubbish.

With that I put my helmet on and climbed on the bike.

“You’ll just have to take me home like this,” I said with a sparkle in my eyes.

“Christ I hope we don’t get stopped,” Chas replied as we rode off.

Chas picked up the video three days later like they said. He hadn’t taken me, but had promised them he would take me back in a week or so,s time, so they could fuck the shit out of me again. I said fair enough, as we settled down to watched me perform. It was hard to believe it was me on the screen taking on all those men, doing all those sex acts and being humiliated as much now we were sat at home together, but it was. Of course I wanted a good fucking afterwards as I was so turned on by it. By the end of the night Chas was half dead, but hell he and I had enjoyed it. It was one hell of a lot of fun being married to a slut he told me

The Reverse Massage

Tonya had finally arrived in the yet another town, transferred from her last position at the lawyer office that she once occupied in New York. She was sent here to fill the temporary position vacated when the new office president decided to slash most of the old employees. She reported to the office, only to find it closed for the day

“What a good day I’m having” she muttered.

Arriving at the airport, she had lost her luggage, missed the shuttle to the office, and got stuck paying $45.oo on a cab, all to find it closed.

She kicked the ground in front of her and looked through the glass doors. No one was around, not even the usual security guard. The office building appeared completely deserted, and that’s when she noticed the sign on the side door. It was a small note, barely noticeable from the street. It stated that the office was now closed and relocated down the street, three blocks down to be exact.

She picked up her briefcase, shrugged off the anger, and started the walk toward the new office, muttering unladylike words as she went. She passed a convenience store, a dry-cleaners, massage parlor and various other little boutiques along the way. She took mental notes of the stores she wished to visit before going back to New York.

She arrived at the new office about twenty minutes later, her feet tired and her hair frizzled due to the light breeze that blew down the narrow street. She pushed open the door and felt the cool air inside the tiny office.

“Hello, may I help you?” a soft voice echoed in her ears.

Adjusting to the lighting inside the reception area, she looked at the tiny brunette sitting behind the desk. She couldn’t have been more than twenty-two. She was a petite young girl; her hair put up in a ponytail, cascading over her shoulders. Her tiny glasses resting on her pert little nose. Tonya looked at her in admiration.

“Yes, I am Tonya St-German. I was transferred here from the New York office. I have an appointment with Mr. Charles.”

The receptionist looked down on her desk to the appointment book, and found Tonya’s name.
“Ah yes, here we go. You are a little late though. I’ll see if he’s still in his office. Please take a seat.” She picked up the phone as she filled Tonya in.

Tonya sat across from the desk, watching the petite brunette place a call to Mr. Charles. She motioned to Tonya that he would be only a few moments. Tonya examined the rest of the room. A pine wood coffee table stood in the middle of the room, surrounded by black Italian leather couches. Across the table lay strewn a few business magazines, a couple of Life magazines and one thick volume titled The Successful Career of Max.

Tonya waited patiently as Mr. Charles finished in his meeting and made his way to where she was sitting.

“Miss St-German I presume?” he said extending his hand.

She reached for his hand, standing up, and exposing a little more leg then she had anticipated. He got a very good look at her long legs before she readjusted the hem. She noticed his stare, and decided she might have to file this for future reference.

They walked back to his office, a beautifully decorated room. On the walls were priceless paintings by famous artists, various sized pieces of art on ornate bookshelves. Tonya was amazed by the fullness of the room, considering the location of the business.

“So Miss St-German, may I call you Tonya?” he asked.

“Yes, please do. St-German was my ex husbands name. I haven’t had the opportunity to change it back yet.” She smiled back at him. Mr. Charles wasn’t as old as she had expected. Maybe in his early forties, Mr. Charles was a handsome man. He had the greenest eyes she had ever seen, and his salt and pepper hair made him look very distinguished. He moved gracefully she thought, and watched as he made his way around the desk.

“Not a bad butt either,” she said under her breath.

“Please call me Tom.” He replied. “Now then, New York has informed me that you are familiar with Income Accounts. As you are aware, we are having a problem with our current accountant. The Income Tax Department has been insisting on checking our books. A quick glance into the ledgers, and I noticed some discrepancies. I called you down here to find those missing monies, and explain the results to the I.T.D.”

Tonya looked closely at Tom as he explained their situation. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat at the mention of I.T.D. She hated working in cooperation with them, but that was in New York. She thought maybe that out here it would be different.

“Well, if you don’t mind Tom, I would like to get started as soon as I am settled. I came directly from the airport, and haven’t had the chance to check in yet.” She said, motioning to her clothes.

“I understand,” he said “Come back tomorrow morning, and we’ll have an office set up for you and all the ledgers will be available to you.”

“Thank you Tom. We’ll see you in the morning then.” She stood and shook his hand, feeling the strength in his handshake.

Tom walked Tonya to the reception, and informed Janney, the receptionist to set up an office for Tonya for the following day. Janney mentioned she would make the necessary arrangements and welcomed Tonya to the office.

Tonya made her way to the hotel that New York had set up for her. A quick call to the office she had left twenty hours earlier, and they extended her expense account. She needed new clothes, and it would only be right if the company supplied them for her.

Leaving her briefcase in the room, she made her way back down to the lobby and approached the reception desk.

“Excuse me, but could you point me in the direction of the nearest shopping mall?” she inquired.

The lady behind the counter mentioned that two blocks up was a vast mall, covering at least two city blocks. She also said that if Tonya didn’t find what she needed in this mall, she didn’t need it. Smiling back at the woman, and thanking her, Tonya made her way out into the bright daylight.

The thoughts of her terrible beginnings to her day came crashing back to her, and again she muttered to herself. She looked forward to spending some money, one of her favorite pastimes. She found the mall. It was kind of hard to miss. It was huge, neon signs lighting the afternoon sky.

The shops were all so beautiful, with various wares for sale. Her first stop was at this chic little boutique which sold business attire for women.

Making her way around the store followed by a friendly older salesclerk, Tonya picked out three suits and proceeded to the changing rooms. Once inside, she felt comfortable again. She tried the three suits, deciding to select the first one. It was a navy blue pantsuit. The pants were casual fitting and the matching jacket was a mid-length cut.

Taking the suit up to the cashier, she pulled out her business credit card and started the process that would keep her going for the rest of the afternoon.

Her second stop was at a shoe shop. She picked up three pairs of high-heeled shoes, one black, one white, and one red. She also bought two pairs of casual shoes and a pair of running shoes. Again her expense account was being dwindled.

The final shop on her excursion was the lingerie shop. She wouldn’t use her expense account here. There was no need for the accountants back at the office to know what kind of sexy outfits she wore under her business wear.

Not knowing how long she would be in this town, she decided it would be a good idea to purchase enough under garments for a week’s worth of work. She found two sets of panties, three for the price of one. She picked up four sets of bras, for daily use.

Finally content that she had enough bras and panties for work, she looked around for sexier ensembles for the nightlife. After all, she wasn’t going to sit in her office all week.

Walking toward the back of the boutiques, she found what she was looking for. A large selection of outrageous outfits lined the walls. Tonya walked through the racks of provocative lingerie, selecting a black lace teddy, a full mesh bodysuit, and a purple satin matching bra and panties.

Tonya was about to leave the back area when she noticed the outfit she wanted to purchase. It was a hot red silk negligee. It was gorgeous! She picked out her size, held it out in front of her, turned it around a few times, and checked the price tag. She whistled as she saw it was seventy-five dollars.

She seriously thought of putting it back on the rack, then looked at it again. It had a slit on both sides up to there, and an inlay of fine lace around the chest area. Tonya was about to place it back, then thought better of it.

She made her way to the changing rooms, and found an empty one. She slowly slid the lock into place and placed her purchases on the bench behind her. She hung the negligee on the hook behind the door and proceeded to remove her business suit. She hung her black jacket under the hanging lingerie, and started to unbutton her white blouse. She felt the cool air from the air-conditioned change room on her newly exposed skin, giving her slight goosebumps.

She reached for the side zipper on her slacks, unfastening the top button as she did. She slipped off her slack, putting them carefully on the bench. She adjusted her pink panties, pulling them out of her behind. She hated when they did this, but it was a common occurrence for her.

She gently tugged at the front closure of her bra, and her ample bosom, released from their confines, fell out easily. She gently reached under her breasts, rubbing the sweat that had accumulated. She felt free and relaxed now, eyeing her naked reflection in the full-length mirror inside the small change room.

Tonya turned to face the red lingerie hanging on the door and slowly removed it from its hanger. She slipped it over her head, feeling the silky material flow easily over her shapely body. She adjusted the chest area, sneaking a few sensual touches as she did. The material against her naked skin felt good, and her touching her breasts brought a little moisture to her crotch.

She carefully rubbed the negligee, removing any creases and admired herself once again in the mirror. She looked at each angle, noticing that the slits went up higher than her hips. Her breasts fit perfectly into the lace, her nipples covered by the silk.

She imagined wearing this for her lover, a faceless man, for she wasn’t presently involved with anyone. He would sweep in, pick her up and put her gently on the bed. Kissing her deeply and running his hands along her body, feeling silk one moment, then bare skin, as he would find the slits.

She quickly put these thoughts out of her head as she heard the salesclerk knocking on the door.

“Is everything okay in there?” she asked softly.

Tonya responded with a crack in her voice, and told he she would be right out. Her mind was made up; she was going to spend the seventy-five dollars.

After changing back into her clothes, paying the clerk and taking her purchases back out into the fading daylight, Tonya realized how painful it was to go shopping. Her feet ached from the walking, and her back felt like it was on fire. That’s when she remembered the massage parlor up the street from the office.

She returned to the hotel room at the Carlton and dropped off her newly acquired outfits. She picked up the yellow pages in the night table and searched for the telephone number of the parlor. Finding it easily, she dialed out and waited anxiously for someone to answer at the other end.

“Hello, Madame Chia’s Massage Parlor. How may I help you?” asked a soft female voice.

“Yes, hello. What time do you close tonight? And do I need to place an appointment?” Tonya asked over the phone.

“We are open until midnight dear. And we are a drop in parlor. No appointments necessary. Anytime you wish to come in?”

“I was thinking I would probably be there in about half an hour or so.” Tonya replied.

“Very well dear, we’ll see you then.”

Tonya hung up the phone and walked into the large bathroom. She thought that a shower would be a good choice before she went over to Chia’s. The water felt revitalizing on her skin, and she debated if she should indeed go. She let the water drown away most of the stress from this morning, but her feet and back still ached.

She threw on the jumpsuit she had bought earlier with her running shoes and walked over to the massage parlor. As she drew nearer, she could see the large Chia’s sign in the front window. Behind the sign was a large black satin curtain, blocking the inside proceedings from the outside viewers.

Tonya opened the door, a small bell signaling her entrance. A small woman came out from somewhere in the back. She smiled at Tonya.

“Hello dear. Was that you who called earlier?” she asked.

Tonya simply stood there and nodded her head. She was suddenly quite aware of the nerves taking a hold of her body. Her palms were sweaty, and her knees were weak.

“No worries dear, we have several options here at Chia’s. What would you like tonight? A soft, relaxing massage? A full body intense massage? Shiatsu?” the little lady asked, taking Tonya’s hand.

“Ah…the intense sounds good. Does that include feet?” she said pointing at her aching tootsies.

“My dear, anything you wish, we can arrange.” The lady gently pulled her toward the back of the receiving area, making her way through a curtain separating the reception to the rooms beyond.

Tonya was flooded with beautiful sights. Various ladies were here, dressed in various states of undress. Some blondes, a few brunettes, even a redheaded goddess was here. Asian, Caucasian, African American. There were more than 15 girls here, and Tonya absorbed most of it.

The little lady continued. “Of course, if you prefer, we do have a few gentlemen masseuse her also. Gino? Paul? Andre? Could you come out here please?” she called behind her.

Three gentlemen came out of a tiny office toward the back of the establishment. Gino was an Italian bodybuilder, Paul was a Caucasian bartender and Andre was a French butler. Tonya eyed this delicious candy assortment in front of her, and took an instant liking to Paul, the bartender.

“I see you have made a choice. Paul, would you be so kind to show this lovely lady to one of our rooms?” the owner told the bartender.

“Certainly Chia, it would be my pleasure.”

Tonya felt herself go flush as she thought to herself,

“No really, it will be my pleasure”

Paul took Tonya’s arm and led her to the “bar” room. A large wooden bar stood against the far wall with two tables and chairs across the room. The atmosphere was that of a pub, with soft music filling Tonya’s ears as she glanced at the assortment of alcohol bottles behind the bar.

“They’re not real. Colored water, for effect” Paul mentioned, catching her looking at the bottles.

“Ahh.” Was all she could say.

“Now make yourself comfortable, take this robe and you can change into it. I will come back and we can get started.” He handed her a silk robe that had been hanging behind the door and walked out of the room.

Tonya looked around the room, noticing the posters of bar adverts and concert listing. No details were left out to complete the room. She continued to look around as she removed the jumpsuit and slipping into the robe. She sat at one of the tables and waited for Paul to return, her chest pounding in nervousness.

Moments later, there was a slight knock on the door and Paul poked his head in.

“Are we ready?” he asked, smiling at Tonya.

She nodded her head as he entered. He motioned her to the bar. That’s when she noticed that there was a small mat on it. This was where he was going to ask her to lie down. How charming she thought.

Indeed, he asked her to remove the robe and hop up onto the bar. She slowly let the robe slip from her shoulders. Paul let out a little laugh and she felt suddenly quite uncomfortable. Was he laughing at her she thought. But Paul put her at ease.

“First time to a massage parlor isn’t it?” he surmised.

“Yes, why?” she looked embarrassed.

“Usual we ask patrons to remove all their clothes.” He chuckled again.

Tonya noticed that she had left her bra and panties on, not sure if she was supposed to remove them. She let out a slight chuckle also, and slipped out of her bottoms as she removed her restricting bra.

Standing naked before this stranger felt weird to her, but Paul was all business, folding a towel as she made her way up onto the bar. He placed the towel under her head, and placed another towel over her bare bottom.

He started slowly, massaging her temples. She felt his warm hands touching her and instantly relaxed. She told herself how much she needed this and let herself succumb to the wonderful ministrations he was providing.

He worked her shoulders, easing the knots covering her back. She felt her troubles melt away at each caress he gave her, and when he worked his magic on her lower back, a silent sigh escaped her lips.

He was now working on her bare legs, gently rubbing the warm oil into her skin. Her legs gave in to the touch, and her muscles clenched and relaxed. She felt good, something she hadn’t experienced for some time now. His touch was warm and tender, yet strong and powerful all at the same time.

He finished massaging her back and asked her to turn over. As she did so, he carefully held the towel in front of her. As she lay down, he replaced it over her chest and pelvis area. He started working her arms. Starting at her shoulder, he worked his fingers down her arm to her hand, then to her fingers.

He seemed to be taking his time as he massaged her upper chest, and she was lost in dreamy thoughts. She could imagine him touching her like this outside of his work. She wished he would touch her breasts, which were now arching toward him, as he applied pressure to her collarbone.

He avoided her breasts altogether and proceeded to her hips. She felt disappointed, but when he pressed into her legs once more, she forgot the sadness and felt the wetness between her legs grow as he brushed her pubic area.

He continued to work his hands over her entire body, and her excitement grew. She felt his hands leave her body in one spot, only to feel them return in another area. This was nice and surprising, and she absent-mindly let a soft moan escape her lips.

She bit her lower lip when she did notice what she had done, and Paul reassured her that it was perfectly normal. His voice was soft, and it drifted her deeper into her little fantasy. She felt him breathe against her skin as he stretch across her, rubbing her entire body in one swift motion.

He stopped, and looked at her. She slowly opened her eyes and wondered if he was finished. She felt so relaxed and wished she had more time with him.

“Would you care to hear about our extra service?” he asked casually.

“What would that be?” she asked hesitantly.

“We call it manual release.” He smiled.

A look of confusion came across her face and he recognized it immediately.
“It’s what you would call female masturbation miss. No penetration, only finger stimulation.” Again he smiled.

How could he have known? Did it show? She looked at him sheepishly, then down at her crotch. No, there were no wet spots. But she did have the need for a release.

“Yes please. Oh yes.” It was almost a plea.

“Very well then,” he started “Lay back, close your eyes and I will do my best for you.”

She was anxious, but also very nervous. Here was this beautiful man that was going to play with her privates, and she was going to pay him for it. She felt his hands on her thighs and instinctively, she parted her legs. The uneasy feelings she was experiencing soon disappeared as she felt his hands rub the inside of her legs.

His fingers traced the outline of her pussy, barely touching her moist lips. A sigh filled his ears and he knew she felt a little more relaxed at the prospect of the option that was put to her.

He gently rubbed one finger against her clitty and felt her body jump. His fingers began to explore her wet pussy, rubbing her lips, then her clit. Her moans came faster and faster. He worked on her anus with one finger and rubbed her pussy slowly.

Her body quivered as he picked up the pace, trying to relieve her. This was not an easy job to accomplish, but he was good at what he did. His fingers moving over her crotch in a steady rhythm brought her closer and closer to the brink of orgasm.

She looked at him, her eyes wide as she exploded, her orgasm washing over her wave after wave. Her legs shut closed, trapping his hand between them. She pressed her hand against his, holding him in place. Her pussy rubbing against the wet fingers of his, she panted hard.

He let her relax, removing his hand and reaching for yet another towel. He wiped his fingers, and whispered to her that he would be back. He let her catch her breath and walked out of the room.

She lay there for a moment, looking up at the ceiling, watching the fan turn slowly above her. Did this just happen she thought to herself. She had heard of these sorts of things happening in massage parlors, but not to women. She felt her warm crotch, and realized that it had indeed happened.

A couple of minutes later, Paul returned to the room as she was gently stirring on the bar.

“How are we feeling?” he asked.

She looked at him, and was speechless. A smile came across her face, her head tilted slightly to the left. A small groan was all she could say. She looked at him as he made his way across the room, and offered her the robe.

She sat up, not worrying about the towel anymore, letting it drop to the floor. There she sat, completely named in the presence of this man. He looked so wonderful dressed in his black and whites. The bow tie was a nice addition.

She got dressed once the sensation returned to her legs, and paid Chia for the services received. Another smile toward Paul before she left, and a promise to return.

Her sleep that night was a good one.

She arrived at the office in the morning, gladly walking through the door and signing a good morning to Janney. Tonya glanced over at the coffee table again and noticed the volume was still there. She picked up the heavy book and took it with her into her new office.

It had intrigued her why this book was in the reception area and decided to peruse the contents. Looking at the table of contents, she saw a chapter on the companies “Max” had begun or was associated with. Thinking that maybe the tiny law firm was connected to the author, she turned to the chapter four.

She began reading the various businesses from disc jockey services to karaoke pubs, when she came across a surprising detail. There it was in black and white, his latest business venture…

“Madame Chia’s Massage Parlor”

She smiled and closed the book.

My Clit Piercing

I started calling tattoo and piercing parlors after we hung up the phone this morning, and I found one in Orlando who sounded promising. It was Dungeon’s Tattoos, owned by Master Michael. I had to ask carefully about what I wanted to know because all the kids were around me, but we managed to communicate well enough for me to find out it would be $35 for the piercing. He said under no circumstances could I be drunk during the piercing, so I got directions and called Cindy at work. She said she’d baby-sit the kids and keep them overnight for me. Michael had asked me to come around 845pm because he closed at 9pm and he knew I would take a while since I was so nervous.

At 7pm, I jumped in the shower and shaved my pussy completely, and of course, I couldn’t resist the temptation to play with myself one last time before my pretty little jewel would have its own jewelry through it. The shaving cream provided the perfect lubrication for me to massage my clit while I thought of you fucking another woman. I ran through the entire scenario you told me in my head and came explosively when you began fucking her in the ass. I finished up my primping by making sure my legs and underarms were shaved free of hair, and stepped out of the tub. I brushed my hair until it was tangle-free then blew it dry so that it curled up. I sprayed myself lightly with perfume and then got dressed in my short black skirt, no panties or bra, and my Pooh chambray shirt you got me for Christmas in California.

I left for Orlando at 815, with Cindy rolling her eyes that I would actually go this far in search of the perfect orgasm. Just think, while I’m fucking you, I could just reach down and tug on the jewelry and cum as many times as I wanted!

I got to Michael’s shop at about 835 and he had 6-7 people in there waiting for piercings. I wandered around smoking a cigarette and looking at the various tattoo designs on the walls. All of the customers were women wanting belly button piercings, so it only took a few minutes for each of them, but by the time Michael finished them all, it was 910. He locked up the shop, and handed me the paperwork to fill out giving my consent for a piercing. I quickly scribbled all my information on it before I could lose my nerve, and took a deep breath and told him, “I’m ready.” He laughed and said, “You look like you are headed for the torture chamber!” I looked at him and smiled and said, “I think I am!” He said, “No, sweetie, this will bring you only pleasure.”

He turned the lights off in the main room so that no more customers would come and he took me back to a room with a gynecologist’s table in it. The stirrups were set up and he told me he needed me to take my panties off, pull my skirt up, and get onto the table. I saw a lustful expression briefly cross his face when he saw I hadn’t worn underwear.

I got up on the table as he got the supplies together and put them on a tray. I didn’t look at them because I knew I would run if I saw the needle that was soon going to enter my most tender area. He put his black gloves on and walked over to me, stoked my legs lightly as he moved my feet to the stir-ups. As he looked at my pussy spread there for him, I felt a trickle of my juices beginning its way down the crack of my ass. He spread my knees apart and sat down on an adjustable stool between them. He began probing at my pussy, looking for my clitoris. When he found it, I heard him kind of grunt and he said to me, “I’m going to have to stimulate you to do this.” I told him to do whatever was necessary, that I really did want my clit pierced, even if I was terrified. “We’ll have to do something about that,” he said.

He leaned in closer and I could feel his warm breath on my pussy, and he started sliding his fingers around my lips and hood. He massaged my clit for a few minutes then said to me, “I bet you have a hard time cumming, don’t you?” I admitted that I did and that was one of the reasons I wanted the piercing done. He assured me that cumming would not be a concern when he was through. “I have to get my fingers wet to stimulate you,” he said, as he worked a finger into my quivering pussy. He slid it in and out a few times, and the latex of his glove began exciting me and it gripped the walls of my pussy. He added another finger and started finger-fucking me a little harder, paying a lot of attention to the area of my g-spot, and then I was suddenly surprised to feel his mouth on my clit.

He began licking and sucking at my rapidly enlarging clit. He sucked it in between his teeth and bit down hard. He laughed when I jumped, and said, “The needle will hurt more than that.” By then, I was so excited; I didn’t care about the pain. All I could think about was how good having my clit pierced would feel during sex and all the time, actually. Michael began sucking my clit hard, and I felt the beginnings of an orgasm. He waited until I was right there and then he bit me again. I exploded, cumming harder than ever before.

He stood up and explained to me that my legs needed to be strapped down, and I would have something inserted in my puss during the piercing, so as to prevent any sudden movements. He showed me the pliers he would use to clamp my clitoris during the piercing, and showed me a huge needle that would be used. My fear began returning. He looked down at my clit and said, “I’m going to have to stimulate you again, it’s shrinking too much.”

He sat down again, and touched the tip of his tongue to my clit, pushing on it lightly. Then he proceeded to massage my clit with his tongue, and began finger-fucking me with what felt like his whole hands. When I was on the verge of cumming again, he abruptly stopped. I shamelessly begged him to fuck me and give me some relief. He said, “That’s a good idea”, and he unzipped his jeans to pull out the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. “I’ll use my dick to keep you still, while I pierce you.”

He took the pliers in hand and used a piece of gauze to dry my clit. The rough texture made me even hotter, and I almost came then. He then used the pliers to grab onto my clit, and as he squeezed them shut, I felt both tremendous pain and pleasure. I felt the tip of his dick against my pussy opening, and I held my breath, because I was afraid him penetrating me was going to be painful. Suddenly he slammed his dick into me and before I could comprehend him being inside me, I felt the most horrible pain (no, wait, pleasure) of my life. He shoved the needle through my clit in that instant, and suddenly, I was pierced. I yelled out at both intrusions into my pussy, and then……..he put the ring through my clit. He began sliding his dick in and out of me rapidly. I felt so full, and it felt great, my clit was still tingling from the pain and from the alcohol gel on the ring he’d put in. He started telling me how tight my pussy was and how he loved to fuck the women that came in for genital piercings. He said he never allowed husbands or boyfriends to watch as he gave their women piercings, because he wanted to be the first to give them an orgasm with the rings in their clit.

He un-strapped my legs and told me to roll over on the table. I sat down in the chair again and said “I need to check and make sure the ring dangles properly.” I felt him moving the ring a slight amount, and waves of pleasure started. I was just about to cum when he stopped touching it. He stood up and asked me if I was ready for him to make me cum. “Please, please make me cum,” I begged him!

He spread my ass cheeks and bent over me. I felt his tongue sliding around my ass hole and dipping inside, He fucked my ass with his tongue for a few seconds and then stood again and pressed his dick into my pussy. He began slamming in and out of me, then suddenly stopped. He pulled his dick out of my pussy and I felt it at the entrance to my ass. “No,” I said, “You’ll rip me apart.” He kind of laughed and I felt a quick tug on my new jewelry, and then I was having the most electrifying orgasm ever. He used that moment to shove his prick into my ass. I was cumming so hard I could barely breathe, and my ass felt like it was on fire. He got all the way inside me, then stopped to allow me to adjust to his size. He began sliding in and out of my ass slowly, and I felt the ring moving around. The sensations radiating from my clit were like none I’ve ever felt before. He began fucking my ass faster, and then I felt him swell as he got close to emptying his balls. He shoved into me until his whole cock was buried in my ass, and I once again felt a sharp tug on my clit. I felt his dick start pumping its load into me, as I starting cumming hard yet again. He pulled his dick out and I rolled off the table and began dressing.

I paid him for the piercing and left the shop. Every time I shifted in my seat driving home, I’d feel extreme pleasure, and I had to pull of the road twice for very intense orgasms. I can’t wait for you to get home and give me some more.