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To Walk a Mile

Author’s Notes: ‘To Walk a Mile’ is the third book of a one off story that inexplicably became a trilogy. The first stories are read in the following order: 1 One Who Understands, 2 The Most Valuable Gift, 3 To Walk a Mile. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older.

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Stacy Sucks Cock

I
The three girls were lined up on the king-size bed, on all fours, their bulbous asses in the air. Johannah was on the left, Mildred was in the middle, and Brady was on the right. My impossibly hard cock was buried in Mildred’s black asshole, slimy with the juice of three pussies, spit, ass juice and pre-cum. My hands were on her hips and sweat was dripping off my body. Johannah’s puckered asshole was gaping from where my cock was just seconds before. Her fingers busily worked on her pussy. Brady was encouraging her black girlfriend, her hand also between her legs. Mildred squealed wildly as I pummeled her tight starfish with my throbbing rod.
Then the doorbell rang.
I paused for a second, but Mildred literally screamed at me, “Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” Johannah was just about to rub herself to orgasm. I could see the familiar tremors of her gorgeous body begin to pulsate through her muscles. Brady sighed and got down from the bed, the sound of her heels echoing through the bedroom. She grabbed a towel from the closet and held to her chest as she walked to get the door. Johannah let out a thunderous moan as the orgasm ripped through her body. I continued slamming my cock into Mildred’s black asshole. Brady clip-clopped through the hallway to answer the door.
Johannah collapsed onto her back, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm, and watched as I fucked Mildred in her asshole. I could hear Brady unlock the front door.
“Yes?” she said, as she fiddled with the lock.
“Um,” It was a girl’s voice. “I was wondering if you had any, uh, sugar? I live next door. I just moved in last week.”
It was the new girl from the apartment next to us. It didn’t seem possible, but my cock seemed to grow inside Mildred’s ass as I thought of fucking our new neighbor. She was a petit, dark-skinned brunette with a rocking body. Mildred continued to squeal, oblivious to the fact that our neighbor could hear everything.
“Sugar?” Brady said. “You need some sugar?”
“Uh, yes,” the neighbor replied, a bit awkwardly.
“Why do you need sugar?”
“I’m making something sweet.”
“You’re making something sweet.” I could tell Brady was toying with her.
“I have sugar,” Brady replied, “But I can’t just give it to you.”
“What do you mean?” The neighbor asked.
“Well, you can’t have something sweet unless you eat your meat.”
“I’m a vegetarian.”
“Well, you can eat this,” she said. “Come. Take my hand.”
II
Stacy could hear them through the walls of the apartment. They were fucking wildly. She could hear the masculine grunts of the man and the moans of the women. There must have been three of them from what she could tell. And it wasn’t just fucking. At one point she could hear one of the girls scream Fuck my ass, fuck my ass repeatedly. She had never had her ass fucked, but the moans put her over the edge and before she new it her hands were between her legs, wildly fingering her dripping pussy. She wanted cock. She wanted it uncontrollably.
She would go over. She would go over and ask to borrow something and see what she could do. He was already fucking three girls. How could he refuse a fourth?
She rolled out of bed and pulled on a pair of jeans and a tight tanktop. She slipped into her high-heel sandals and walked over to the next door apartment.
She could hear them through the door of the apartment. When she rang the doorbell she heard a girl say “Don’t stop” and for a moment she was worried they wouldn’t answer. She turned to leave when she heard the latch on the door open. Her heart was racing.
A tall, beautiful brown-haired woman answered the door, holding a towel to her chest. She had a stunning face, with big brown eyes and hoop earrings that emphasized the Romanesque beauty of her high cheek bones and structure. Her legs were impossibly long. Stacy felt tongue-tied at first and fumbled through a greeting, asking for sugar. The brown-haired girl seemed dubious.
And then she offered her meat.
Stacy was a bit confused, but the brown-haired girl told her to come and held out her hand, grabbing Stacy gently by the wrist. She turned around and Stacy felt her knees weaken and she breathed deeply. She could see the girls naked back, her perfect ass accented beautifully by the high heels she was wearing. She seemed oblivious to the fact that she was naked, as well as the deafening moans coming from the bedroom.
“The meat is in here,” the brown-haired girl told her, ushering her into the bedroom.
The meat, she now understood, she was referring to was eight inches of hard cock, which was currently buried in the tight asshole of one of the most gorgeous black women she had ever seen. The man looked over at her and smiled, continuing his rhythmic fucking of the ebony goddess. A blonde girl lay next to them, watching their every move, caressing the back of the black girl. Stacy felt hot and wet between her legs.
“Steve,” the brown-haired girl said, “This is our neighbor-“
“Stacy”
“Stacy. She came over for some sugar, but I think she needs some meat first.”
The man looked over.
“No problem.”
He pulled out of the black girl’s ass. His cock was huge and engorged, practically the size of her forearm, dripping in pre-cum and ass juice. It was the most beautiful, alluring cock she had ever seen.. She wanted it in her pussy, in her ass, in her hands, in her mouth. He got down from the bed and walked over to her. He gently caressed her face and motioned for her to get on her knees. She did.
“If you want that sugar, honey,” he said, “Then you need to suck this cock.”
III
Stacy got down on her knees with very little prodding. I had seen her a couple of days ago, coming home from a jog, her lithe body glistening with sweat, the lycra shorts hugging her tiny, apple-shaped ass. I wanted to fuck her then and now she was here, her mouth open, looking at my cock with a look of shock and awe in her deep brown eyes. I held my cock in my hand. Mildred’s ass juice literally dripped off the head of my cock onto the floor. She opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the head of my cock, sucking as much precum and ass juice as she could. I could feel her whipping her tongue around the underside of my shaft as I pulsated and throbbed in her warm mouth. The other three girls watched intensely, sitting on the edge of the king-size bed. The room smelled of sex and sweat, a pleasingly musty smell. I did not hold her head, instead deciding to leave my arms at rest, my hands on my hips. I did move my hips with the rhythm of her sucking. I doubted she could deep throat the whole thing. Many women couldn’t, with the exception of Johannah, but that was only after months of practice. I could hold her head and force feed her my cock, but that seemed inappropriate for such short notice. I let her work my shaft like she wanted and she was a pro. I could feel my balls swell up as my cock began to fill with cum.
“Oh yeah,” Stacy I said. “You are good at this. You are a good little cock-sucker.”
She moaned, her face filled with cock, and looked up at me with those deep brown eyes. I thrust my hips towards her face, moving my cock deeper down her throat. She gagged a little, but did not lose control. She was fully aware of what was about to happen.
“I’m gonna cum,” I moaned. “I’m gonna cum!”
I pulled out of her mouth. I’m not sure what she was expecting but the cum immediately exploded out of my cock onto her face. She was shocked at first, but she didn’t move, instead opening up her mouth. A second surge escaped and I tried to aim it down her throat, but I missed her mouth and the hot spunk dripped down her left cheek and got into her silky black hair. A third and final surge hit her squarely on the bridge of her nose, some of it getting into her left eye. She instinctively rubbed her eye clean. I stepped back to admire her face. She was soaked.
“Wow,” she said. “That was fucking awesome.”
Brady crouched down next to the cum-covered neighbor.
“I’ll get that sugar for you,” she said, dragging a long-nailed finger down the bridge of Stacy’s nose. She put the finger in her mouth and sucked it with an audible pop.
“You know what,” said Stacy, licking her lips. “I think I’ve had enough sweet stuff today.” She rubbed the cum into her face so her whole face was glistening.

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My Best Friend the Slut

“Oh boy what’d you do now?” I asked as I sat in the hall with m best friend, Jasmine.
“Nothing! I just jerked him off a little is all…” she said.
Jasmine and I had been best friends for as long as I can remember. Lots of people viewed her as one of the sluts in our high school, but I’ve known her for so long that I just can’t not be her friend. She really is a sweet girl if you look past all the hookups she’s been through.
“Come on Jas I know you better than that…” I said.
“Ok ok, so I gave him a handjob. BUT WE DIDN’T DO ANYTHING ELSE! I SWEAR!”
“Haha don’t worry I believe you. But why Jas? Why do you keep doing shit like this?”
“Andy I told you. I just love sex and anything associated with it. I can’t help it it’s like something overtakes me.”
“Yeah someone- I mean thing overtakes you alright.”
“Oh stop! You’re just jealous cause you’re my best friend and you’re afraid to do anything with me” Jasmine said with a mocking tone. “Andy you’re nervous doing anything with any girl for that matter”
I’d never been that good with getting girls. I mean, I was able to rope a few in but nothing to serious ever happened or lasted. Jasmine and I never hooked up for that matter either. We were just too good of friends that it felt like siblings. I did get to see her boobs one day though. She was over my house just having some fun. We made a small friendly bet over something silly. The loser had to show the other something. She lost so she stood in front of me sitting on the bed and lifted her top right up. Man was that a sight to see! Jasmine has a nice big pair of breasts. Not the kind that are huge to the point where you don’t like them, but just large and round enough to be drooled over by practically every guy in the school….probably literally too. They were a 36C. We shared that kind of stuff being so close and all. She told me I could touch them if I wanted but I passed as not to make the situation too awkward.
“Shut up.” I said. “I don’t get nervous. I’m just not as experienced and relaxed as you is all.
“Well that just comes from loads of practice…..and loads of something else too” she said with a wink.
“God you’re such a whore!” Of course I was joking. I was the only one who could call Jasmine that without getting a stab right in the gut.
“Yeah if only you got some of it too” she replied with a smile. “I gotta run I’ll catch up with you later.”
And with that my best friend had run off to her next class, leaving me alone watching her nice plump ass jiggle as she walked away. I will admit I did find Jasmine attractive. More like incredibly hot actually. She’s been my friend for years but all those years I just couldn’t help but be attracted to her beauty. She was only about 5’5 but had nice bronzed shoulder-length brown hair and gorgeous blue eyes to die for. Her breasts were so perfect they way they hung from her chest. Round, big, and plump. The perfect pair. Her ass always jiggled when she walked. Any guy would get lost in it like it was a black and white spiral just sucking them in. She told me she shaved too, which just thinking about her bald pussy would make me get hard.
Over the course of the next few months, Jasmine kept blowing guys in the bathroom stall while I began to start flirting with this one girl, Megan. She had invited me over to her place a night when she was going to be home alone. When I told Jasmine, she at once had to help me out.
“We need to make sure you’re prepared for whatever may happen!” she said over and over again.
“Ok, but Jas, how prepared can we be? I know what to say, what to wear, what to do, how to act…I mean, I’m not going out with her, we’re just harmlessly flirting and all and getting to know each other.”
“Yeah I know that but home alone….only you two…..something is bound to happen. That’s kind of why I came over today. I know I’ve helped you a lot recently and I know how good of friends we are so I just want to help you a little more. STRICTLY as help though…nothing more!”
“What are you talking about Jasmine?” I asked. She moved closer to me while we both sat on the couch in my basement. She took her soft and tiny little hand and placed it right over my pants. Needless to say my dick became instantly hard.
“Jasmine, what—what are you doing?”
“Relax hun I just want to make sure you’re comfortable with someone doing this to you so you won’t freak out tomorrow night. DON’T read too much into it.”
She slowly reached her hands inside the waist of my pants and boxers and wrapped her five fingers around my already throbbing dick. She gently massaged up and down my shaft working all over her fingers. She flicked right under the tip of my dick. She put her thumb on that hot spot and just started rubbing all around. Then she moved her hand even further down and starting rubbing my balls and gently squeezing them.
“Oh wow Jas! That feels amazing!”
“Yeah, they do say I have some magic fingers.” She said with a smile. “And I haven’t even stroked you once!”
“Hey Jasmine…uhm—would you let me feel one of your tits? You know for, erm—practice?”
“Weeeeeeeeell if you must” Jasmine said as she rolled her eyes.
With that I took one big handful of Jasmine’s voluptuous breasts. They were like heaven to squeeze. So nice and tender; and oh so large. Jasmine’s lips began to part a little. I wasn’t sure if she was just acting like she usually does with the guys she’s with or if she was truly getting turned on. I think it was the latter because so quickly decided to wrap her hand around my dick at the base and ever so nicely just start moving that hand all the way to—RIIIIIIIIIING RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING. Her phone was going off. She took her hand out of my pants to answer it. It was her mom telling her to get home for dinner. Funny, my mom wasn’t even home to cook dinner yet her mom just had to call at the opportune moment. Ain’t that just fine and dandy. I could have got somewhere with my best friend who I’d been crushing on.
“Sorry Andy. I gotta run. I’ll finish up sometime though, don’t worry” Jasmine said with a smile. I couldn’t tell if she was just messing with me or if she was actually serious…..
My “date” didn’t go so hot as I had planned. Megan was just chatting me up to learn more about my friend Mark then me. I had to say I was pretty disappointed. Jasmine felt sorry for me also. If only I could say “oh Jassy! It was awful! You can make it all better by just coming over and finishing what you started that one afternoon!”……….yeah but no. That wouldn’t be right.
A few weeks later Jasmine and I were sitting in our usual spot just throwing the shit around, like always.
“Andy, listen, about that one afternoon….”
“Jasmine it’s fine, honest. We can forget that it happened if you like. I got too much into something that you just wanted me to practice with.”
“Actually I was going to say I enjoyed it but if you didn’t, well then I guess I just won’t say what I planned then” she said rather depressingly. All the while I’m thinking “Oh great fuck up idiot.”
“Oh! No, no, no. Jasmine, honestly, I love it! I really couldn’t stop thinking about it all that week. Hell I’m thinking about it up till now! It was just so amazing!”
“Oh, way to be forward…” she said. Great, another nice fuck up, stupid. “Relax Andy, I’m kidding,” She said with a smile, “I really enjoyed it too. Actually I wanted to show you something. Will you follow me?”
I got up and started to follow Jasmine down the hallway. As we neared the end of the hall where the bathrooms are she stopped, turned around, and quickly shoved me inside. In the bathrooms I was hurried into one of the stalls.
“Jas! What are you doing?!”
“Andy, hun, relax. I told you I’d finish someday. You should be happy I got a huge crush on you that’s telling me to come back to you for more”
Well I’ll be damned! Jasmine had a crush on me! And all these years I thought I was silly for liking her. While I was too busy processing this information, Jasmine had already pulled down my shorts and boxers and was quick at work stroking my fast hardening dick.
“Oh wow Andy, I knew you were 7 inches but this looks huge!”she said.
Jasmine gently and quickly stroked my dick up and down the shaft. I felt all five of her soft fingers wrapped around it just jerking it. But then the fingers stopped. And I looked down to see Jasmine was topless, her gorgeous tits out for the open breeze. Have I mentioned these breasts were amazing?
“I know you like them Andy,” she said with a smile, “They’re all yours for now.”
I reached down and began to cup each of her juicy breasts in my hands. They felt even better than that one afternoon. Her nipples began to harden so I began to pinch them and flick them with my fingertips. Jasmine’s mouth parted and this time I knew she wasn’t just acting. My best friend of so many years, the girl I’ve have a crush on for just as long, was enjoying how I pinched her nipples and made her feel good. That open mouth was only empty for so long. I noticed Jasmine start to move downwards toward my at-attention dick. She stuck out her tongue and slowly began to lick all along my shaft. She flicked back and forth right underneath the head. She grabbed my dick with her hand and massaged it as she began licking my balls. She jerked and licked –oh-so-wonderfully! Her quick-moving, moist tongue slowly made its way licking all the way from my balls up my shaft and to the tip of my dick. She wasted no time sticking her entire mouth around my rod, engulfing it. Her head bobbed up and down lubing up my stiff dick very fast. She only would briefly take her head away to spit on my dick and jerk it while she caught her breath. She was so good at sucking dick it was an incredibly feeling. At that moment my love for my best friend was finally realized.
“Ohhh god Jasmine you’re gonna make me cum if you keep doing that!”
She wasted no time going into overdrive. Jasmine sucked and sucked on my dick like there was no tomorrow. Her tongue flicking under the tip while her head bobbed. I couldn’t take anymore and I began to fill her mouth with my sperm. Squirt after squirt she sucked up every last drop not pausing once. After she swallowed it all, she cleaned me up by licking all over my dick finding any traces of leftover cum. She stood up as her tits bounced.
“Told you I’d finish the job,” she said with a wink and a smile, “who knows, maybe next time I can show you more of my amazing skills and my hot body best friend.” She threw her top back on and casually left the bathroom with a smile. I could only sit there smiling as well.

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Marching Band (Part 7)

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Unpaid Overtime #2

When we got to Jessica’s house, we got out of our vehicles, and walked inside. She had a two story house with a full basement. As we walked in, Jessica took her and Katie’s bras that she had from work, and threw them on the living room couch with her purse. Katie set her purse down on the couch as well.
“So, what do you guys want to drink?” Jessica walked into her kitchen and opened up a cupboard. It was her liquor cabinet. She had almost anything anyone would want in there. “Come here, pick your poison.”
Katie and I walked over to the cupboard and looked through it for a minute. “I’ll have a vodka-cranberry. You got cranberry juice?” Katie asked.
“Yup, it’s in the refrigerator. Jeremy? Whaddya want?”
“Oh, I’ll be easy, just a rum and coke. But make it a double. It’s been a long, hard week.” I looked at Katie, “No pun intended.”
Katie said, “Yeah right. No, I agree it did seem like a long week.”
Jessica poured our drinks and led us downstairs. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, Jessica turned on the lights. Her basement was big; she must have had the wall taken out to create more room. It was set up like a large bar. Neon lights on the walls, a dart board in the corner, there was a pool table and a full wet bar with two taps for beer. It was very nice. “Look, there, the grand finale,” Jessica pointed to the opposite corner. She had a small stage built and s shiny silver pole went from floor to ceiling. “Let me turn on the stage lights, hold on.” Jessica walked over behind the bar, flipped a switch and three spotlights turned on all facing the stage.
“That’s great! I love your basement. It’s big.” I told Jessica as I took a swig of my cocktail.
“Thanks. Yeah, we took the bedroom walls out a couple of years ago to make more room.”
“We?” I asked.
“Yeah, my boyfriend at the time and I. We broke up about a year ago and I kept the house. Let’s not talk about him, he’s an ass hole! So, Katie, are you ready to make some money?”
“Uh, no, not yet. You know that I need to get a couple of drinks in me before I even get close to that thing. Let’s play some pool for a bit.”
“I knew you would say that. I know how much you like wood sticks and balls.” Jessica said, walking over to take the cover off of the table.
“Shut up, you like ‘em too, and you know it. I honestly wanted to play a game or two of pool.”
“Hey,” I chimed in, “I have an idea. Let’s play cut-throat. And, to make it more interesting, I think if when you miss a shot, you either have to take a shot or take an article of clothes off. What do you say?”
Jessica got a big grin on her face, “Hell yeah. That sounds like a good idea. Katie, you in?”
“Yeah, sure, why not. I’m probably gonna be the first one drunk and naked anyway. Why not speed up the process?”
“Sweet, I’ll let you two fight over who wants to break. I’ll go last.”
“Katie, you can break, you’re the guest. I gotta warn you Jeremy, I don’t lose often. Ask Katie.”
Katie nodded her head. “That’s fine; I haven’t played in a while, so I’m probably not that great anyway.”
I racked the balls in the triangle and Katie broke. The game went on and after a while, Jessica and Katie only had their underwear and skirts on. I still had my shirt, pants and boxers on, but it was my turn. I got the cue, and went on a rampage, clearing the table. “Huh, looks like I won. Sorry girls. Another game?”
“Sure,” Katie said. “Do we start completely over? Or do we stay like this?”
“That is up to you two.”
Jessica spoke up, “I say we start over and make it fair.” We all put our clothes back on and I broke, sinking the 7 ball. I lined up for my next shot when Jessica walked over behind the pocked I was shooting at. She turned around, and bent over, exposing her ass to me, and the small g-string that barely covered anything and split her right up the middle. “Oops, I think I dropped something. Let me grab it.” She stayed there, like that, until I shot the ball. I missed badly. “Huh, Mr. Pool Shark missed a shot. Katie, pants or shirt?”
“Pants.” Jessica came over to me, unbuckled my belt and undid my button and zipper. She pulled my pants down to my ankles and pulled them off. My erection was sticking almost out of my boxers. As Jessica stood up, she brushed her hand against my hard-on, making it pop out of the opening in the front of my boxers.
“Well, well, what is this?” She grasped it, knelt down and studied it closely.
“I think you’re supposed to put it in your mouth Jessica,” Katie said as she walked over to us.
“Oh, like this?” Jessica opened her mouth, aimed my cock at it and inserted me into her mouth. “Hmmmm. That is nice.”
Playing along, Katie walked up, got on her knees and said, “What does it taste like Jess? Let me try it.” Jessica removed my cock from her mouth, but still holding it in her hand, guided me into Katie’s mouth. “Wow that is good. I need one of these all the time.” Katie bobbed her head back and forth on my rod as Jessica stroked me. Katie reached up to her shirt and started to unbutton it.
“Oh no you don’t. You can’t get away with it that easily girl,” Jessica said. “I know what you’re doing. You still gotta get up on the pole and strip for us.”
“Damn, at least I tried to get out of it. Well,” Katie chugged the rest of her drink, “Let’s go then.” She stood up and walked over to the stripper pole. Jessica stood up, still with my cock in her hand, and pulled me gently over to the chairs in front of the pole. I sat down, Jessica picked up Katie’s and my glasses, walked over behind the bar, turned on the music and refilled our glasses.
Jessica walked back over and handed me and Katie our drinks. Katie had another sip, set her glass down and started to move with the music. Jessica filled up her glass again, and came and sat in the chair next to me. She handed me a paper-clipped stack of Monopoly money and had one for herself. I looked at it and grinned. “I can’t give you real money, I don’t make that much,” Jessica said as she took a drink then set her glass on the table. We started tossing our fake money at Katie as she danced. She turned around, bent over and grabbed her ankles. She slowly stood up, sliding her hands up her legs, over her ass, across her stomach, pulling her shirt up a little, and brought her hands to her hair, pulling it up on the top of her head. She reached out, grabbed the pole and spun herself around it, ending up sitting on the stage floor with the pole pressing up against her crotch. She brought her right leg up around the pole and turned so she was on all fours, facing away from us. She crawled backwards toward me, putting her feet on either side of my head, and backed her ass up to my face. I stuck my tongue out and licked the small string going up her ass crack. “That’s hot!” Jessica said.
Katie crawled back fully onto the stage, spun around on her knees, and slowly started to unbutton her shirt. Jessica and I each took a few fake bills and set them on the edge of the stage. Katie unbuttoned her shirt all the way, but left it on. She bent over and picked up the money by squeezing her tits together on it. She stood up on her knees, holding her tits, then let go of them, letting the money fall to the floor. She stood up onto her feet, turned around and started to unzip her skirt. She slid it down her legs, bending over at the waist, and kicked it off at Jessica. Jessica caught it and threw it to the side. Katie brought her hands up the back of her legs and slipped her thumbs under her g-string. “Yeah, take it off girl!” Jessica yelled over the music. Katie slowly slid her g-string down her ass, stopping half way. She stood up, turned around and opened up her shirt, baring her beautiful chest. I felt the blood rushing back into my cock so I took a few more dollars and threw them at her. I saw Katie’s eyes as they drifted down my body to my re-hardening cock. She slid her shirt off of her arms, twirled it around in the air laughing and threw it at me. I tossed it to the side and refocused on her body.
Katie reached for the pole again, and spun around it a couple of times. She got back down on all fours and started to crawl toward Jessica. Jessica took a couple bills and put them in her mouth. Katie, rolled around so she was on her back and scooted toward Jessica, ass first. “Come here sweetie, I have something for you,” Jessica said. Katie moved so her feet were on either side of Jessica’s shoulders and brought her pussy up to Jessica’s face. Jessica moved her face up and laid the money on Katie’s shaved mound right above her pussy, and then she grabbed her g-string with her teeth and pulled her head back. Katie scooted backward on her ass letting Jessica keep the g-string in her mouth. Katie was now naked except for her shoes. I looked over to Jessica and saw that she was looking down at my cock that was growing harder each second. Katie turned around, got up on all fours again, and crawled back to the pole. My eyes turned to her glistening pussy while Jessica’s were still fixated on my cock. I watched as Katie got up on her feet, keeping her hands on the floor, and spreading her legs. Her pussy and ass were right there, waiting to be touched. I reached out but she was too far away. As I brought my hand back to my lap, I felt Jessica’s hand grasp my hard-on.
“Huh, what’s this mister?” She started to slowly stroke my shaft. She brought her other hand over and slid my boxers off.
“Now that’s not real fair,” Katie said. “Jessica, you’re the only one with your clothes still on. Come on Jeremy, Let’s get her naked too. I reached over and peeled Jessica out of her shirt as Katie leaned down and slid her mini-skirt off, pulling her g-string with it, exposing her cleanly shaven pussy. Jessica spread her legs a little and returned her hand to my cock. Katie got back up on the stage and continued dancing. She lay down on her back, spread her legs and started to rub her pussy with one hand as the other one grabbed her breast. Jessica looked up to see this. We both watched Katie for a little while. Jessica then turned to me, leaned over and aimed my cock at her mouth. She stuck her tongue out and made circles around the tip. Katie crawled over behind Jessica and spanked her. “NO! That’s mine.”
“Oh, sorry,” Jessica said as she sat back up.
Katie got back on the stage on all fours again. She crawled over to me, looked at Jessica and said, “See?” She grabbed my cock and put me into her mouth. She slowly slid her head down, taking the length of my cock into her mouth. She got her lips all the way to the base of my shaft the first time down. When she brought her head back up, she looked at me and smiled. “Do you like that Jeremy?”
“Oh yeah, that’s great. You can do that again.” I said.
Jessica stood up out of her chair and walked over behind me as Katie swallowed my cock again. Jessica put her hands on my chest and ran her fingernails down my chest and then back up. As she did this, she pressed her tits into the back of my shoulders. I could feel her nipples sticking out and poking me. I brought one of my hands behind me, found her leg and started to rub her inner thigh. Katie pulled her head up, releasing my dick from her mouth, turned her head sideways and licked my pole top to bottom and back up. The feeling was amazing. I tried to slide my hand up to Jessica’s crotch, but with her shoes still on, she was too tall. I grabbed her leg and pulled her around to the side of me. I pulled her leg up and put her foot on my leg, opening up her legs right in front of my face.
I leaned over and started to lick and kiss her inner thighs as Katie continued the oral assault on my cock, taking me into her mouth and bobbing up and down. Jessica started to moan the more I kissed her thighs. I slid my hand around to her ass, squeezed it, and pulled her pussy into my face. I stuck out my tongue and began to lick her clit. Katie pulled her head off of my cock and crawled up onto my lap. She sat down on my lap, pushing my cock up against my abdomen. She started to grind her wet pussy against my shaft. Jessica was getting nice and wet as I continued to lick her clit. I slid my thumb underneath her and inserted it into her wet slit. I brought my other hand to Katie. I found her stomach, ran my hand up to her chest, flicking her nipples with each finger as I went over them. Then, I took my hand, slid it down her chest, over her stomach, and down to her clit. My thumb landed on her clit and I started to rub it as she continued to grind on my cock. She started to grind faster on me the more I rubbed her. Jessica reached down with her hand, grabbed my cock, pushing Katie back, and started to stroke me. She stroked me a couple of times then aimed my cock down at Katie’s wet pussy. Katie raised herself up over my hard-on, and lowered herself onto me. This time, she was hot inside. It was nice and warm earlier, but now she was hot.
Jessica let go of my cock as Katie lowered herself all the way onto me and continued grinding. I never stopped licking Jessica’s clit; I moved my tongue faster over her clit. Jessica started to moan more. My brought my hand up from Katie’s clit to her chest and started to pull on her nipples. “Yeah, do that Jeremy. I love that!” I pulled harder on them and licked Jessica’s pussy faster. Jessica kept moaning more and more. “Shit, if it’s really that good Jess, you wanna switch? I need a good pussy licking.”
Jessica took her foot off of my leg as Katie stood up off of my cock. “Yeah,” Jessica said, “I want to feel his cock in my pussy.” They switched places. Katie put her leg up on me as Jessica had hers and Jessica positioned herself over my cock. She grabbed it and lowered herself on me. “Oh my God that’s big Kate.”
“I told you it was. I thought you could handle it no matter what size it was?”
“I though so, but damn,” Jessica replied. She lowered herself slowly half way onto my cock then she brought herself back up taking me out of her. She was trying to catch her breath. Jessica lowered herself again. I felt my head press against her wet slit as I started to lick and kiss Katie’s wet pussy. I ran my tongue from her clit, over her lips, to her g-spot and back. I could hear Katie start to moan a little so I moved my tongue around her clit faster. Jessica had re-inserted me into her and was trying to get her tight pussy all the way down on my cock. She was so tight it almost hurt. It felt so good to have such a tight pussy engulf my hard-on. She gasped and pushed herself down onto me and finally got the length of my cock into her. She sat there for a minute trying to catch her breath and make her pussy relax and open up to accept my rather large cock. Jessica slid back up and down again, moving slowly. I could feel her start to loosen and I could feel her juices lubing me up. She started to get more comfortable and began to move up and down on me a little faster. Katie was moaning now from my tongue going crazy on her clit. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her slit more. I moved my tongue down and stuck it into her pussy. She tasted so good. I pushed into her a few more times then returned to her clit. I brought my hand up to her crotch and stuck one finger into her. This was pretty loose so I stuck a second one in, then a third. I had three fingers in her snatch and my tongue on her clit. Katie was moving her hips back and forth with the movement of my hand and tongue.
Jessica was bouncing up and down easier now, taking the full length of me into her cunt. She started to moan louder the more she fucked me. I was pumping against her movements, making sure I was penetrating her all the way. Katie grabbed the back of my head and pulled me hard into her pussy. She started to scream and moan louder. She grabbed a handful of my hair, and said, “Open your mouth Jeremy. I’m gonna cu…OH SHIT! HERE IT COMES!” She yelled. I felt the small spray of her juice hit my tongue and lips. She tried to pull me mouth into her more but I couldn’t get any closer. I rotated my head side to side, keeping my mouth open around her pussy, but rubbing my top lip on her clit as much as I could, causing her to go crazy. The feel and taste of her cum in my mouth, made my balls tighten up. I twitched my cock inside of Jessica. She returned it by squeezing my cock with her already tight pussy.
“Oh my God Jess, I’m about to cum. I’m gonna cum!” I said in ecstasy.
“Go inside me. I love the feel of cum in my pussy.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I got my shot Wednesday. I’m good. Now fuckin’ cum in me.”
Her pussy tightened up around my cock more as I felt my balls push the cum up my shaft. I pushed up into her hard and let my cock explode into her pussy. Jessica screamed out of pleasure as she climaxed. She leaned toward me, grabbed my head out of Katie’s crotch and directed me to her chest. “Bite ‘em. Bite my tits,” she commended me. I obliged. I opened my mouth stuck my tongue out to find her nipple, and started to bite down on it. Katie reached her hand in between us and started rubbing Jessica’s clit. Jessica screamed more, tightened up her pussy and held her breath. I could feel her juices dripping down the base of my cock and onto my balls.
“Oh my God that was great!” I said, gasping for air. I couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I mentally had to tell myself to breathe. I finally caught up with my heartbeat and pulled my head out of Jessica’s chest. I picked my head up and looked at Katie and Jessica. I was speechless, but they knew exactly what I was thinking. They each smiled at me, leaned down and kissed me, then each other. Jessica slowly stood up off of my cock, sliding it out of her dripping pussy. Katie bent down to lick Jessica’s juices off of me. She inserted me into her mouth, running her tongue over the tip, making me pull my sensitive cock quickly out of her mouth.
Jessica took a couple steps back and sat on the stage. I looked at her pussy. It was dripping wet and it appeared to be stretched out from my cock. “Look,” she said, pointing at her pussy. “I’m all wet and stretched out now. Damn that was a great fuck. Jeremy, your cock is amazing! I haven’t fucked like that in a long time. Holy shit.” She leaned back, putting her hands on the stage and caught her breath.
Katie stood up, letting my softening cock fall out of her mouth, and said, “You sure know how to eat a girl out too. That was great! I’m so glad I had the nerve to talk to you earlier. Otherwise, Jess and I would be out at some bar, getting hit on by some guys that we don’t even want to look at. Thanks for coming over.”

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The Death of Sandra with the big nipple brassiere

The birds woke Sandra that morning. It was a warm dewy Midwestern spring morn and the nest of the hungry robin red breast was a flutter early to catch the worms that would give them succor.
Sandra reached for her pink gingham patterned form fitting contoured big nipple brassiere with lightly lined stretch foam cups and scalloped trim. Sandra felt as comfortable as sexy can be.
“I have huge nipples.” thought Sandra. “This is the only bra I can wear that I like that covers my nipples well.” Sandra said as both areolas peeked out over the stretch decorative delicate floral lace trim of her seductive short sexy light blue silk double-layered chiffon babydoll nightgown that she had slept in.
Sandra knew no matter what happened today, she would be comfortable and stylish in her pink gingham patterned form fitting contoured big nipple brassiere with lightly lined stretch foam cups and scalloped trim.
Outside, the dew had formed a delicate mist over the grass of the lawns in Sandra’s neighborhood. A gentle breeze blew into Sandra’s open window and it seemed to her to carry the fresh smell of hope. The sun carried a bright promise of illumination, understanding and success. The tweet tweet of the birds was sheer joy.
Sandra got out of bed and started to take off her seductive short sexy light blue silk double-layered chiffon babydoll nightgown. The criss-cross, floral lace trim at the bodice made her feel as sexy as comfort allows. She slipped one of the silky straps off her shoulder, then the other. The alluring silky satin stretch delicate decorative floral lace trim cups of the light blue silk double-layered chiffon babydoll nightgown fell, exposing her big nippled breasts. It was obvious to look at Sandra that the good Lord had blessed her with a decent rack which could draw the attention of most males of the specie. A male would want to procreate with Sandra and once the aforementioned male got Sandra’s big nippled breasts out of her big nipple brassiere, he would have an enhanced feeling of arousal and would want to put the big nipples into his mouth and suck upon them as he rubbed his rock hard penal boner into her mons deferens region. In this way, perhaps Sandra’s stench trench would become sufficiently lubricated so as to allow the male’s penal boner entry into her quivering quim where he would be able to shoot a load of baby batter into her bearded clammy gash thus impregnating Sandra. That baby would receive ample nourishment from those big nipples.
Sandra let her seductive short sexy light blue silk double-layered chiffon babydoll nightgown slide off of her body. As she reached for her pink gingham patterned form fitting contoured big nipple brassiere with lightly lined stretch foam cups and scalloped trim, Sandra caught a fleeting glimpse of her cleanly shaven tampon socket. Sandra had shaved her meat wallet the night before, and she was a little surprised at the sight in the morning light. Her vaginal lips were all bunched up like a loose meat sandwich, but Sandra thought her fish tunnel taco looked cute.
“Oh my gosh golly goodness” exclaimed Sandra, “I have huge nipples and as I was reaching for my pink gingham patterned form fitting contoured big nipple brassiere with lightly lined stretch foam cups and scalloped trim I caught a fleeting glimpse of my cleanly shaven tampon socket. I was a little surprised at the sight in the morning light. My snapper looks like a cute loose meat sandwich! My fish tunnel taco looks so yummers! It’s total romance!”
As Sandra put on her pink gingham patterned form fitting contoured big nipple brassiere with lightly lined stretch foam cups and scalloped trim, she thought about where she could go with her neatly shaven hatchet wound. She wanted to take her cleanly shaven bear trap to town and show it off.
Sandra’s hot box may have been a dripping delta; a chuff box bat cave; a whiskerless honey cave lobster pot, but Sandra couldn’t forget her relationship with the lord Jesus. When she was a little girl, Sandra’s aunt Millie told her hell was worse than having cancer and being raped by wild dogs forever. Sandra didn’t know what being raped by wild dogs was at the time, but she knew that cancer was very bad. Sandra understood more now. She knew the devil Satan Beelzebub had a huge warty penis and lava like ejaculate. Sandra had no need for that in the afterlife. Sandra’s cunt always reminded her of Jesus.
Sandra put on her 97% cotton, 3% spandex coral and white floral cocktail sundress with quick side zip, wide shoulder straps, hip-flattering box pleats along the waist, and side-seam pockets. She decided not to wear panties so that her shaved coochie would be easily displayed. Sandra knew that she shouldn’t be too quick about displaying her coose pot. In a social situation, it could attract competing males who would vie for her attention by trying to be witty or interesting. The males would each like to be alone with her so they could expose her felted mound in such a way as to insert their erect rock hard penises into it. Then they would repeatedly thrust at the pelvis so as to penetrate the vagi-twat deeply and pull almost out repeatedly until such a time when the male would shoot a load of man paste into Sandra’s cum dumpster. If too many men were competing for her tuna tunnel, a fight could ensue.
Suddenly Sandra had dry mouth, blurred vision, a dizziness that could have resulted in fainting. Sandra felt the need to vomit. Sandra projectile vomited. Puke ended up on the 100% nylon fiber carpet with soil and stain protection. The tight twist of the carpet resisted changes in appearance and texture Sandra’s tossed cookies might have otherwise caused on a less dense carpet. Sandra would appreciate the difference when she cleaned up.
Luckily for Sandra, the fact that her spew shot so far out of her mouth meant that it completely missed her 97% cotton, 3% spandex coral and white floral cocktail sundress with quick side zip, wide shoulder straps, hip-flattering box pleats along the waist, and side-seam pockets. She wouldn’t have to change. She could wear her 97% cotton, 3% spandex coral and white floral cocktail sundress with quick side zip, wide shoulder straps, hip-flattering box pleats along the waist, and side-seam pockets and her pink gingham patterned form fitting contoured big nipple brassiere with lightly lined stretch foam cups and scalloped trim. Sandra decided to pray.
“Oh Jesus,” began Sandra, “I know my huge nipples are the cross I carry through this life. Please make bra manufacturers realize the profit potential and manufacture more big nipple brassieres. Now, I am so proud of my cleanly shaven honey hole that I am afraid you will damn me to hell for all eternity. My pride and my vanity are my weakness and I ask for your help and forgiveness because it’s not like you’re really Jewish. Amen.
Sandra was suddenly hit by a wave of flatulence. She farted a musky dank egg-like slightly fruity pooter. She wondered if Charlemagne knew that pope Leo III was planning on crowning him Imperator Augustus on December 25 800 A.D.
The phone rang and startled Sandra who fainted and fell impaling herself through the eye. She didn’t answer the phone because the impalement through the eye thing killed her.
Soon thereafter her youth minister and his two Christian friends stopped over to see Sandra and discovered her dead impaled through the eye body in her 97% cotton, 3% spandex coral and white floral cocktail sundress with quick side zip, wide shoulder straps, hip-flattering box pleats along the waist, and side-seam pockets and her pink gingham patterned form fitting contoured big nipple brassiere with lightly lined stretch foam cups and scalloped trim.
After praying to Jesus over her dead body, her youth minister and his two Christian friends decided to check out Sandra’s tits. They slid the alluring silky satin stretch delicate decorative floral lace trim cups of the light blue silk double-layered chiffon babydoll nightgown down, exposing her big nippled breasts. It was obvious to them as they looked at Sandra that the good Lord had blessed her with a decent rack which could draw the attention of most males of the specie. They all wanted to procreate with Sandra now that they had gotten Sandra’s big nippled breasts out of her big nipple brassiere. They had an enhanced feeling of arousal and wanted to put her big nipples into their mouths and suck upon them as they rubbed their rock hard penal boners into her mons deferens region, and that is just what they did. In this way, Sandra’s stench trench became sufficiently lubricated for her youth minister and his two Christian friend’s penal boners enter into her quivering quim where they each shot a load of baby batter into her dead bearded clammy gash.
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Spanking of My Secretary

This is just a piece of fiction hope the readers enjoy it
When I walked over to her cubicle, I looked sternly at my administrative assistant. She looked nervously back. “Melissa,” I said, “please come to my office for a few minutes.” When we were in my office, I sat at my desk, leaned back in my chair, and said, “Please close the door, and sit down.”
When she complied I began, “Melissa, during your first two years here as my administrative assistant, your performance was exemplary. That is why I am distressed by your behaviour during the past four months. You often come to work late, and you have been making many careless mistakes. Others have noticed too. They have complained to me. I have had to apologize on your behalf, and make excuses for you.”
Melissa sat nervously. She has long blond hair. Her eyes are the blue of a cloudless sky. Her skin has the color of cream with just a hint of strawberry in it. Melissa was raised in England, and speaks with a beautiful plumy accent. She is fresh and innocent. She was wearing a tasteful, modest dress, and looking like Hollywood’s image of a proper young lady in movies made during the 1930’s and 1940’s.
“I am sorry,” was all she could say.
“Do you have any explanation?” I asked.
“There have been events in my personal life…” she began, “but I agree that they should not have affected my behaviour here.”
“They certainly should not have. Because of the troubling economic times I have been forced to make some rather difficult decisions about who to keep on the payroll. I have been under some pressure to fire you, Melissa.” I paused for a moment, watching Melissa become even more nervous. “Do you believe that you can return to your previous performance level?”
“Yes, Sir, I certainly do.”
“I certainly hope so,” I said, “So I have decided to give you a second chance.” Melissa looked very relieved. “However, I do not believe that it would be fair to those of your co-workers that I have had to let go for this to pass without some corrective measure. I have two alternatives, and I ask you to choose between them. The first, is that you accept a ten percent cut in pay, starting today. You will agree that this is preferable to a termination notice.”
“Yes, I certainly do.”
“The second, which I hope you choose, is that you report to my office Saturday morning at 10:00 for a paddling session.” After a long pause I smiled sardonically, and said, “You blush. You are aware that if you choose the second punishment, you will be required to expose your beautiful bare bottom to my paddle and my eyes.”
“Sir she began indignantly, “with such an indecent suggestion as that I feel that I should walk out of your office, and resign at once. At the very least, I should accept the first alternative.” She paused. “Unfortunately, I still have student loans to pay off.”
“Those student loans are fortunate for me, Melissa,” I said with a smile. “I am looking forward to this. I could give you your punishment now, but I have not purchased a paddle yet, and I do not want anyone to hear what is happening in here. You will be expected to be here at 10:00 am Saturday. You better not be a minute late.”
“I won’t be, Sir,” my embarrassed administrative assistant said.
“You, Melissa, need to worry about unemployment,” I explained. “I need to worry about losing this entire company. If that happens, we will all be unemployed. We need to pull together and work conscientiously. I have to admit that I hired you not only because of your professional qualifications, but because of your loveliness, and your classic and proper elegance. I used to be proud to take you to offsite meetings with me. Now it is my responsibility as your employer to help you to resume your earlier habits.
“That is why it is necessary for both of us to work on improving your performance. I am sure we can succeed. Please be sure to be on time Saturday.”
During the rest of the week Melissa blushed when she saw me, and tried not to look at my eyes. I smiled at her in ways that I hoped were not too obviously lustful. I would be dishonest not to admit that I relished my opportunity. Melissa has an excellent figure. I looked forward to turning her delicious derrière to a bright red. Every night I lay in bed masturbating as I imagined what was going to happen.
When the day finally arrived, I was at my office by 9:30 in the morning. I left the door to my office open. I could have set my watch by the time Melissa entered at 10:00. “Well, good morning, Melissa,” I said cheerfully.
“Good morning, Sir” she said quietly, looking down at the floor.
“Please close and lock the door. I gave the security guard the day off with pay, but I don’t want to take any chances on us being interrupted. When she complied I said, “You really are pretty today, Melissa. I love the way your floral blouse and blue jeans display your excellent figure to advantage. I have always been complemented on having a lovely administrative assistant.”
“Thank you, Sir”
“As we discussed, you need to remove your jeans and panties, so you might as well begin.” As Melissa sat down in a chair in front of my desk, I walked to the front of my desk, leaned back against it, and watched eagerly. She untied her shoes, and removed them and her socks. More slowly, she pulled off her blue jeans. “You have excellent legs,” I said. After a long pause, she quickly removed her panties.
“And you have a most beautiful, shaven vulva,” I exclaimed with delight. “Did your boy friend ask you to shave it?”
“I don’t have a boy friend,” Melissa answered, before adding quickly, “I don’t allow men to pick me up at bars either. When I knew I would be removing my panties before you, it seemed appropriate to shave.”
“That was certainly thoughtful of you. I very definitely prefer it to be shaven. Please come closer, so that I may inspect your most private area.”
When she obeyed, I smiled and said, “You are blushing. That is most delightfully appropriate. It means that you are not used to undressing in front of a man. Your face is almost as red as I will soon make your bottom.” I ran the back of several fingers of my right hand against Melissa’s perfect Mons Verenis, saying, “This is as smooth and hairless as the vulva of a nine year old girl. I love the way you have a small mound, and a well defined slit with no clitoral hood.” I put my middle index finger in her slit, and added, “You do have a well developed clitoris, however. You are also wet, so I know you are enjoying this.”
“I wish I wasn’t,” she said under obvious strain. “It feels indecent of me.”
“Well, Melissa,” I said removing my finger, “I do not mind telling you that my penis is hard and straight right now. But we did not come here to make love. We came here to make you a better subordinate. Go to the book shelf over there, and fetch me my paddle.”
As she turned around and walked I said, “Your calves are perfectly formed, Melissa, and I love the dimples on the backs of your knees.” When she returned with the paddle I added, “The thighs beneath your genital region are so beautiful I can imagine admiring them on a movie screen.”
Melissa stood before me, and handed me the paddle, but I said, “Before giving the paddle to me, Melissa, I would like you to examine it. As you might expect, I had trouble finding a store that sold these. At first I wanted to buy one made out of black walnut, because it had a sensuous dark color, and the wood was heavier. I thought it would enable me to give the blows with greater power. Fortunately, I talked to the man who owned the store about our requirements. He suggested a hickory paddle instead. He explained that it was as hard as black walnut, but lighter, and that the very lightness would add to the sting.
“You can see how well polished it is, Melissa. The edges have been carefully rounded. It has been given three coats of non-yellowing lacquer. You cannot help but admire the grain. I specifically asked for a long paddle, so that I could deliver the blows with sufficient leverage. The head is seventeen inches in length, and four inches in width. The handle is nine and a half inches long. In the past children were ‘taught to the tune of a hickory stick,’ for a reason,” I said with a chuckle. “We are fortunate that I came to the store when I did. This was the last paddle like this in stock. It was quite a bit longer than the others, and more expensive. I chose it because I think it is very important for you to benefit from this experience.
“Well, give me the paddle, Melissa,” I said pleasantly. “It’s time for us to begin. Now I want you to bend over my desk, put the palms of your hands on the surface, and stick out your beautiful bare bottom to receive the blows.”
She obeyed, but the tail of her blouse covered most of her buttocks. “That won’t work,” I said. “I believe I will need to ask you to remove your blouse.”
When she did, I said, “I am delighted that you are not wearing a bra. Let me inspect your breasts.” I ran the fingers of my left hand over her right breast, feeling the nipple, and saying, “This is nice and hard. You really are excited. I think you’ve been looking forward to this too. You could have worn a bra, but you did not. You did not need to shave your vulva, but you did.”
“Sir, you may derive whatever perverted pleasure from my predicament you can,” Melissa said angrily. “I am enduring this because I must, but if you rape me I swear to you I will go to the police.”
“I have no intention of raping you, Melissa,” I said reassuringly. “I would protect you from someone who tried,” I ran my fingers down past her flat stomach to her perfect vulva, which I entered with my middle index finger. “This is even wetter than before. I would of course enjoy making love with you, but if we ever do that,” I said with my finger at the entrance to her vagina, which I was pleased to find blocked, “it will happen in response to your request, rather than mine.
“Very well,” I continued. “Bend over, and prepare to receive your well deserved punishment. I like you Melissa. Therefore I do not intend to spare you. I want this to be a memorable experience for both of us. Years from now you will be glad we shared this event together. I can’t overstress that I am trying to help you become the perfect employee you were when I hired you.”
I moved behind her, saying “That’s good. Now stick out your buttocks a just little more.” She put her elbows down on the desk top. “Perfect! I love the way your vagina peeks out between the tops of your thighs. Your bottom looks as though it was specifically created for my paddle.” I moved beside her.
As Melissa fearfully waited for my first blow, I could not help but comment, “Your breasts are beautiful, Melissa. I’m glad I ordered you to remove all of your clothes. Your spanking will be long and hard, but it will be good for you. I have been looking forward to doing this all week, so I will deliver the blows with considerable enthusiasm. I am an avid tennis player. I think you will soon agree that I have a strong right arm.” I affectionately patted her bare bottom with the paddle a few times to increase her nervous anticipation. Then I swung it back in a circular motion, and gave her a powerful smack that resounded loudly.
“Oh!” she said.
“That got your attention, didn’t it?” I chuckled. “I love the way your breasts moved at the moment of impact. I made the right decision to schedule this disciplinary session for Saturday, don’t you agree? That could certainly be heard on the other side of my door. Did it sting the way it was supposed to?”
“Yes it did.”
“Good. I will have to go back to the store, and tell the owner about this. I will of course not tell him your name.”
“I hope not.”
I spanked her again, harder this time. She cried again in the most delightful way. “Courage, Melissa, courage,” I said before spanking her a third time. “This time you did not say anything, but the expression on your lovely face revealed that really felt it,” I gloated. “Do you think this will help you come to work on time?” I teased.
“Yes, I know it will Sir she said before I spanked her again. “Oh please Sir,” she pleaded.
“Oh please Sir,” I repeated pleasantly. “Please keep giving such delightful pleas,” I chuckled at my witty use of a homophone. Then I spanked her again. “Please keep moving your bottom in so pleasing a manner,” I said. It really pleases me.”
“Sir, this really hurts. How long will it continue? You must stop.”
“I am the one who will decide how long your spanking continues. The longer it lasts on the more I enjoy it. The more I enjoy it, the longer it lasts. I warned you this would be a severe and lengthy spanking. I am just warming up. The best is yet to be.” To illustrate my point, I spanked her again. “Once more I hear your delightful cry. I wish I was recording this on a cam recorder.”
Melissa tried not to say anything, so the only sound was the loud smack of my paddle against her delicious flesh. “Your delicious bottom is becoming a bright red,” I boasted. “I wish you could see it. It looks like a Valentine heart.” She remained silent.
“This is so much fun,” I said zestfully. “Sometimes I target your right cheek,” I said spanking to the right. “Sometimes I target your left cheek,” I said while spanking her to the left. “Usually I land the paddle firmly on both cheeks,” I said before delivering a powerful blow to both, a blow that must have echoed far beyond my office. I laughed pleasantly.
Then I felt her left breast. “Your nipple is even harder,” I pointed out. “My penis is too.” I gave another blow to her quivering cheeks. “Mo les ah!” I cried, drawing out the syllables of her name. “This is sooo delightful!”
At last she pleaded, “Sir, have mercy. I can’t bear this.”
“This time I agree,” I said. “In the midst of all that red I see the white beginning of a blister. I do not want to break your delicious skin, although I would love to continue. Do you believe you have learned something today?”
“Yes, I’m certain of it, Sir Only please don’t spank me anymore.” She began to sob uncontrollably from pain, shame, and relief.
“There, there Melissa. I’m finished. You were very brave. You also gave me a great deal of pleasure. I seldom become so thoroughly aroused. Just stay there. The shop that sold me the paddle also had some soothing balm with a local analgesic in it to turn the pain into a sensuous coolness, and help with the healing process. It is safe and legal, although, as with the paddle, I paid for it with cash.”
I opened a drawer in my desk, removed a container, and poured some of it into my right hand, and began to rub it over Melissa’s beautiful behind. “Does this feel better?”
“Yes, it does, Sir Thank you so much. Oh!” she cooed. “This feels wonderful. It turns the pain into pleasure.”
“Excellent! That’s what the man at the sex shop said it would do. I’ll give you several bottles to take home with you. Use it whenever the pain starts. I just wish I could be with you to apply it myself. I love rubbing this over the smooth flesh of your perfect buns. I particularly enjoy rubbing it between your thighs.” She tried to keep from giggling. When I was finished, I returned the bottle to my desk, and wiped my hand with a cloth.
Returning to Melissa I said, “You may stand up now. Let me see how you look in front.”
When she obeyed, I said, “My goodness; look at you. Your vagina is dripping with lubrication.”
“Oh dear!” she said with a worried expression. “This is truly embarrassing.”
“It might soak all the way through your blue jeans,” I warned. “Just a minute. I’ll get some tissues.” Fortunately, I had some Kleenex from my last cold. I stooped in front of Melissa, and said, “Here I am, carefully wiping the most private part of my most fetching administrative assistant.” Melissa cradled her arms together before her breasts, closing her eyes, and giggling with pleasure. When I could no longer resist, I gently kissed her vulva, right on the slit. “There, that’s better,” I said putting the wet tissues into my desk drawer. I did not want the janitor to find them in the waste paper basket.
I held Melissa tenderly. “I can’t help but marvel at the softness of your perfect back, and the smoothness of your skin” I told her, “I hope this session has been beneficial to you.”
“It has been, Sir she said, kissing me on my cheek, before saying quickly, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“I’m glad you did,” I said, kissing her lips. “From now on I am going to be strict with you. Obviously, I would like to do this again. It was even more enjoyable than I expected. Nevertheless, if you return to your previous level of performance, I will give you a generous raise. We can also talk about your student loan. I think I can take care of that too.
“You will have difficulty sitting down for awhile, so I advise you take Monday off. It will be a day off with pay that I will not count among your sick days or vacations. Now put your clothes on. You better let me walk to your car with you. This neighbourhood can be dangerous on Saturdays.”
Now she is my sex slave and I will write about how I violated her sweet tight cunt and her
Virgin ass in my next story.
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Fantasy

I’ve Got The Trains To Keep Me Company

This is a VERY mild story that will primarily appeal to those who are into machine self-stimulation or have a fetish about steampunk. There is no explicit sex. Instead this sets up a fantasy which some will live out in their own minds long after the story has ended.

Fiction

The Beast Within Chapter 2

The second chapter of “The Beast Within”, a story about a young man bitten by a wolf who then transforms into a beast. He seeks out the nearest person to unleash his desires upon… His Mother. The second chapter takes place from the point of view of the mother.

Fiction

1 drink 2 drink 3 drink, fucked in the ass?

Sitting at the hotel’s bar Tom finished his second drink of the night. It had been a long day of back to back meetings and seminars and Tom was just taking the last couple of minutes before he had to go to sleep and do it all over again to relax. Being away for is family a lot was taking a toll on him but he had to do it because this was a good paying job and he needed the money with a wife and three kids at home. The thing that sucked the most for Tom was that with being on the road so much he was left with watching hotel porn and jerking himself off when he was horny.
Tom order a third and final drink and when the bartender bought him the drink he told Tom that this one was on the two ladies at the other end. Tom looked down the bar and saw two very attractive looking ladies smiling back at him. Tom started to mouth “thank you but…” when the two ladies got up and headed his way. They came and sat next to Tom and before Tom could say anything they told him that they had been watching him for a while and saw that him looked sad and out of it. Tom told them about how he had been on the road so much over the last year that it was getting to him.
Tom didn’t know why but it started to open up to the two ladies at the bar and soon found himself having more to drink then he wanted. He found out that the two ladies were business partners and here for some of the meetings too. Also that their names were Mary who was a thirty-nine year old blonde with two kids at home and Heather who was a single forty-two year old red head. The bartender came and told them that it was last call and Tom looked at his watched and saw that it was one in the morning. He told the two lovely ladies that it was fun but he had to get to his room. They told him that they should be heading up too and they all headed to the elevator. Once inside Tom pressed his floor and Mary told him that they were on the same floor. They continued to talk as they rode up and with the amount of liquor in Tom he wasn’t all there so when Heather asked him what was his plan after he got back to his room. He told them that he was just going to watch some porn and wack off and go to sleep.
The doors open and with a moment of awkward silence Tom said good night and headed down the hall to his room. The ladies followed him down the hall and when Tom got to his room they all soon found that their rooms were next to each other. Tom was trying to get in his room when Heather leaned over and asked if he wanted to join them in their room and gave him a small kiss on the lips. Tom told the ladies that he was married and that he couldn’t and that is when Mary pulled him in their room and told him that it was fine. This wasn’t how Tom saw his night going but walking backwards with these two good looking women walking to him as they stripped from their cloths wasn’t all bad.
Mary removed her top to a black bra holding up a huge set of tits and Tom could see that she wasn’t in that bad of shape for having kids. She unzipped the back of her skirt and pushed it to the floor to a hairless pussy and nice thick tights. Mary removed her bra and her 40DD tits sagged down and there she stood in just a pair of heels. Tom cock was rock hard by now and tenting his pants. Heather was next as she removed her blouse to a pink bra that was about a B cup in size. As she worked on her pants Mary pushed Tom back on the bed and was opening up his pants to let out his cock. Mary was using her teeth to pull down his pants and boxers and soon out popped his six inch hard cock. She didn’t waste anytime and sucked in his balls as she jerked hard on his cock. Mary was very rough with Tom but he liked it a lot as Heather crawled up on the bed once she had her pants off. She had a garter belt holding thigh high stockings on and a matching thong. Tom ran his hand over her smooth ass as she made her way to his mouth and started to kiss him. Her lips were so soft and the kiss so hot and wet as she probed his mouth with her tongue.
Mary was going to town on his cock sucking and jerking it very hard that was making Tom very close to cumming. Mary felt this and squeezed his cock at the base as she pulled Heather hair tie out to wrap around his cock. It was totally different for Tom being that he had never been with two women at once nor had his wife been this rough with him before. Mary was now running her teeth up the length of his cock at she sucked on it and even with the tie Tom was getting very close to cumming. Heather and Mary switched positions and now Mary straddle Tom’s head and lowered her pussy to his mouth as Heather took over sucking his cock.
Heather pushed Tom’s legs up and Mary grabbed them to hold as Heather started to rim his asshole. This was all new to Tom and was feeling great as he licked away and Mary’s juicy pussy. Mary’s pussy was a lot sweeter then Tom’s wife’s pussy and he was doing a good job because Mary was moaning as he sucked of her clit and lips. Tom could feel Heather’s tongue go deeper and deeper into his asshole and soon felt what had to being her finger work its way into it. Next Tom felt Heather get real close to him and before he knew it Heather rammed something big into his asshole. He was pinned down by Mary and with her pussy filling his mouth he could scream out for the pain he was feeling in his asshole now. All he could do was continue to suck of her pussy as Heather was now fucking his ass with something bigger then his own cock.
The pain from the object being fucked into his ass soon faded away and a new feeling of pleasure over took him. What ever it was, was going so deep that it was pushing into his prostate and causing his cock to grow harder and harder. With Mary holding his legs Heather started to slap Tom’s cock and balls as she fucked him more and more. There was nothing Tom could do because Mary’s body was blocking him from covering himself with his hands. Heather was really laying into the slaps and was with one hand grabbed hold of his balls to pull down on as she smacked his cock around. Mary was pinching his nipples and grinding her pussy into his face as she came all over it.
Once Mary was done cumming she rolled off Tom and he had his first look at what Heather was using to fuck his ass. Tom looked down and saw that Heather was fucking him with her own cock and she was on the edge of cumming in his ass. Tom couldn’t fully bring himself to the fact that Heather was a tranny or that she was fucking him with her cock. Tom soon was trying to pull himself out from under her put Mary held him there as Heather rammed her cock all the way up his ass and unloaded a big load in it. Tom could feel his bawls filling with her cum and it started to leak out the sides. Once Heather was done she pulled out of Tom and crawled up to his mouth and feed him her cum covered cock. All Tom could do was open and let her put her cock in his mouth for him to suck clean. Tom never tasted cum before and it wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. He could taste some of his ass put cleaned all the cum from it as she pulled it out with a pop.
Heather laid down on the other side of Tom as he looked down to see that he had cummed himself as Heather was cumming in him. Tom soon passed out and woke later that morning to the sounds of the hotel maid knocking on the door before entering the room. Tom was still a little out of it and as he was coming to he looked around the room to find that both Mary and Heather were gone. He couldn’t stop the maid from coming in because he had a pair of panties in his mouth and he was handcuffed to the headboard. The maid frozen in her tracks as she saw that Tom was naked cuffed to the bed and that he had written all over his body in red lipstick. Tom looked down and saw that the ladies had written “whore” and “great fuck” on his chest and that his cock and balls were tied up with a pair of stockings. His ass was still sore from the fucking that Heather gave him and he couldn’t do a thing about covering himself up for the maid.
The maid who was a older short Spanish woman walked over to Tom and say “well what to we have here” as she smiled and tossed around he soft tied up cock.

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Fiction

Was it Rape?

I had sex with my best friend’s husband. Obviously, I’m never telling on myself, so I’ll never pursue legal action. I think under the legal definition of rape in my state, it’s not rape anyway. I just am more curious what people think.

Fantasy

Holiday sexcapades Pt1; The Belgian Boy

So, to set the scene, my first story on here so constructive feedback would be appreciated and if you generally like it there will be more. The first part of the story is true but then my fantasies take over.