The date had gone from strange to stranger with no apparent reason. Since picking me up at work, you hadn't kissed or hugged me. You were oddly quiet and acting nervous. Dread was creeping up my spine. Was it over? Had you met someone new? Someone old? Had I done something to piss you off? The drive was a silent affair. You chose a table instead of a booth and after seating me, you moved to the chair furthest from me. There was little to no conversation as we perused the menu and placed our order. As the waitress was walking away, you called her back and ordered a beer.
While waiting for our meal, I blurted out 'what is wrong?' then made a mad dash for the bathroom before I could completely humiliate myself by bursting into tears. In the Ladies room I rushed into the larger of the two stalls and gasped for breath. I heard someone come in the door, then the unmistakable click of the lock being turned on the entrance door. Your familiar boots came to a stop outside the stall. In your sexiest grumble you said 'come on babe...open up. It's not what you think.' after mopping up my face, I opened the door to find you leaning against the wall. You took my hand and almost started to speak but at the last second you pulled me into a kiss while guiding my hand to your crotch. I was shocked at first, this definitely wasn't typical of you, then it dawned on me....you were packing! And it wasn't our usual play toy hidden in your pants. I fondled you through the thick material of your cargoes, feeling the length and width of your new cock. Meanwhile, above the belt, our mouths were fused and your hands were gripping my shoulders.
I broke away from our kiss only to be rewarded with your sexy smirk. "Surprise?" You murmured. "Oh yeah..." In that moment it was like a dam broke and I pushed you back into the corner, your back against the door and went straight for your neck. Kissing and suckling while pushing my knee between your legs. "Fuck yeah" I mumbled as I pushed into your new hardness while fondling your breasts and working my way toward your ear. As if stunned, you rested back against the door, arms holding me but making no move to take over or stop me from my assault on your macho body. I reached for your snap, intent on exploring your new girth. I slid down your zipper and pulled down your pants, sinking down onto my knees before you. I cupped you through your boxers, nuzzling you with a cheek before reaching for your waistband.
But, before I could expose your secrets a discreet knock at the door pulled me back. "Is everything all right in there? Does anyone need assistance?"
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
Anticipation
The build up to 'the date' started long before the actual day dawned. It started with the plan coming together. At last a night when work or other responsibilities wouldn't interfere, a night when neither of us had to be up early and off to work. The plan...she'd pick me up after work for a light dinner and then some heavy shopping. Her list included phenomenal amount of paraphernalia. A new strap-on, a new dildos (or two), a better pair of handcuffs, and a little something sexy for me.
The day dawned with a long list of to-dos that did not include masturbation. But my shower was long and slow as I shaved and cleaned and lightly scented every inch. A quick trim in other areas and then hair and make-up. What to wear posed the next problem. Most of my wardrobe is practical and functional, better suited to school than seduction, but a skirt and shirt would have to suffice.
All too soon it was time to go. Aware of what was coming (or what was cumming?) my heart rate was erratic and my fresh clean panties were quickly growing moist. Her knock at the door was an expected surprise.. My heartbeat tripled. Our opening kiss had me backed up against the door jam and ready to drag her into my room. Her hand traveled from cheek to breast to hip while the kiss deepened with promise. Pulling apart, her eyes darted down over my outfit. A quick lift of her eyebrow let me know I'd chosen well and the gleam in her eye assured me that she was excited as well. On the way to dinner her hand slid up and down my thigh while mine rested on her leg. Kisses at stop lights kept passions high. In the parking lot we nearly got carried away. She undid her seat belt, turned to me and pulled me into a deep, insatiable kiss. Her hands were driving me wild, finding my right nipple, tugging and twisting, pulling at the lower edge of my bra trying to get closer to the real contact. It was so hard to concentrate. Kiss. Run fingers across her breast. Moan wantonly when she massaged my crotch. Pull her mouth to my breast when she finally slid it free. Finally, breathless and very flushed she pulled away and said we needed to eat if we planned to shop before closing time.
I know we ate dinner. I'm not sure where we ate. I'm not sure what we ate. I know that my foot was firmly pressed between her legs throughout the meal and that she was warm and wet against my toes. I know her hand strayed as far as possible up my skirt. She asked if I wanted dessert and I told her I had something sweet in mind but it wasn't available on any menu and that if I had a say we'd skip shopping and head straight for her bed. Wicked, wanton woman that she is, she said no...and led me back to the car for the trip to the store.
The day dawned with a long list of to-dos that did not include masturbation. But my shower was long and slow as I shaved and cleaned and lightly scented every inch. A quick trim in other areas and then hair and make-up. What to wear posed the next problem. Most of my wardrobe is practical and functional, better suited to school than seduction, but a skirt and shirt would have to suffice.
All too soon it was time to go. Aware of what was coming (or what was cumming?) my heart rate was erratic and my fresh clean panties were quickly growing moist. Her knock at the door was an expected surprise.. My heartbeat tripled. Our opening kiss had me backed up against the door jam and ready to drag her into my room. Her hand traveled from cheek to breast to hip while the kiss deepened with promise. Pulling apart, her eyes darted down over my outfit. A quick lift of her eyebrow let me know I'd chosen well and the gleam in her eye assured me that she was excited as well. On the way to dinner her hand slid up and down my thigh while mine rested on her leg. Kisses at stop lights kept passions high. In the parking lot we nearly got carried away. She undid her seat belt, turned to me and pulled me into a deep, insatiable kiss. Her hands were driving me wild, finding my right nipple, tugging and twisting, pulling at the lower edge of my bra trying to get closer to the real contact. It was so hard to concentrate. Kiss. Run fingers across her breast. Moan wantonly when she massaged my crotch. Pull her mouth to my breast when she finally slid it free. Finally, breathless and very flushed she pulled away and said we needed to eat if we planned to shop before closing time.
I know we ate dinner. I'm not sure where we ate. I'm not sure what we ate. I know that my foot was firmly pressed between her legs throughout the meal and that she was warm and wet against my toes. I know her hand strayed as far as possible up my skirt. She asked if I wanted dessert and I told her I had something sweet in mind but it wasn't available on any menu and that if I had a say we'd skip shopping and head straight for her bed. Wicked, wanton woman that she is, she said no...and led me back to the car for the trip to the store.
Oasis
Caffeine driven, noisy, pushy, frantic life.
Constantly bombarded by the static of the world.
My soul seek peace.
Struggling, day to day, sometimes minute to minute,
through the sludge of daily life.
My soul desires peace.
Finally, I stumble on a quiet space,
a cool, dark cave away from the frenzy,
an oasis of peace in you.
Here I can tune out the noise, the smells,
the ever changing panorama of our crazy world.
I sink into the softness of your peace.
Sensing only the soothing silence of this place,
my soul finds solace in this momentary oasis
shared only with you.
Constantly bombarded by the static of the world.
My soul seek peace.
Struggling, day to day, sometimes minute to minute,
through the sludge of daily life.
My soul desires peace.
Finally, I stumble on a quiet space,
a cool, dark cave away from the frenzy,
an oasis of peace in you.
Here I can tune out the noise, the smells,
the ever changing panorama of our crazy world.
I sink into the softness of your peace.
Sensing only the soothing silence of this place,
my soul finds solace in this momentary oasis
shared only with you.
Saturday, Part 1
In the afterglow, I offer you a deal too good to refuse. You wear your cock all day and I'd do the cleaning in your favorite nightie. The words were barely out of my mouth before you agreed. We got up. Pulled on clothes (it was so much fun watching you stuff your lovely package into cargos) and headed for breakfast. It was interesting to watch your walk with your hard cock. Your walk took on a strut I'd never seen. I couldn't help but brush up against you and play with your sexy butt. The walk to Cloverdale Kitchen was accomplished briskly. The diner was packed with the usual Saturday morning crowd but we were seated quickly and much to your consternation I chose to sit beside you. The waitress took our orders and walked away to get our drinks. I couldn't resist slipping my hand under the table and stroking up your thigh. I did manage to control myself and I didn't unzip you and pull out that bad boy to stroke until breakfast was served. Your face told me you were decidedly uncomfortable but also intrigued to know how far I'd go. I stroked and fondled your hardness until our plates were delivered. The waitress smirked when I pulled my hand hastily out of your lap and the flush on your cheeks told us both that you weren't unaffected.
Eating was a hurried affair, I don't think we talked at all. We ate. You paid the bill and all but dragged me out of the restaurant. The walk toward home was double time compared to the walk down the hill. We made it around the side of the building at all but a trot. Once we were around the corner you stopped suddenly causing me to slam into you. You turned and pushed me back against the wall and kissed me with a wave of pent up passion. Your arms held me captive against the brick, your mouth punished mine for my blatant impertinence in the diner, and your hips drove your hardness against my crotch. Our breathing was ragged, eyes glazed, and bodies straining for more. I think we would have ground out an orgasm right there had it not been for the blaring horn of a passing car. You snapped out of our carnal thrall and smiled wickedly. You leaned back into me and whispered in my ear "you will pay for that" and twisted my nipple hard to make your point. You turn , grabbed my hand and headed up the hill.
At the backdoor, you fumbled with the key then held the door for me to precede you. This time it was my turn to stop suddenly and push you against the wall. I angled my body against you so my knee wedged between yours, pressing hard against you and kissing you for all I was worth. Hands in your hair, holding your mouth to mine while I pressed into you. After a minute you pushed back,causing me to stumble on the first step and sit down hard. Your body followed me down, trapping me under you. I drew up my knees, finding a foothold on the stairs so I could push up to meet your thrusts. Your hands were everywhere at once. Pushing up my shirt. Unsnapping my jeans. Pulling me up to meet your mouth. Just as I reached for your zipper, your phone rang. Your muttered words were less than nice as you fished your phone out of your pocket but the next, slightly hoarse words out of your mouth were "Good morning, Mom"
Eating was a hurried affair, I don't think we talked at all. We ate. You paid the bill and all but dragged me out of the restaurant. The walk toward home was double time compared to the walk down the hill. We made it around the side of the building at all but a trot. Once we were around the corner you stopped suddenly causing me to slam into you. You turned and pushed me back against the wall and kissed me with a wave of pent up passion. Your arms held me captive against the brick, your mouth punished mine for my blatant impertinence in the diner, and your hips drove your hardness against my crotch. Our breathing was ragged, eyes glazed, and bodies straining for more. I think we would have ground out an orgasm right there had it not been for the blaring horn of a passing car. You snapped out of our carnal thrall and smiled wickedly. You leaned back into me and whispered in my ear "you will pay for that" and twisted my nipple hard to make your point. You turn , grabbed my hand and headed up the hill.
At the backdoor, you fumbled with the key then held the door for me to precede you. This time it was my turn to stop suddenly and push you against the wall. I angled my body against you so my knee wedged between yours, pressing hard against you and kissing you for all I was worth. Hands in your hair, holding your mouth to mine while I pressed into you. After a minute you pushed back,causing me to stumble on the first step and sit down hard. Your body followed me down, trapping me under you. I drew up my knees, finding a foothold on the stairs so I could push up to meet your thrusts. Your hands were everywhere at once. Pushing up my shirt. Unsnapping my jeans. Pulling me up to meet your mouth. Just as I reached for your zipper, your phone rang. Your muttered words were less than nice as you fished your phone out of your pocket but the next, slightly hoarse words out of your mouth were "Good morning, Mom"
Your hand smooths down my back. Slowly, softly, soothing my skin from nape to thigh. My mind rouses to the stimulation. I stretch and turn into your warmth. Snuggling back against you until I can feel your warm breath stirring my hair. You continue to stroke down my side, across my hip, almost reaching my knee with each slow sweep. Up then down until I'm about to move your hand to my breast so you can stroke down the front. Your hand stops on my hip and presses it to the bed so that I am back on my stomach and you start rubbing again, this time using only your finger tips. If you had nails you would be leaving scratches but as is you just barely scrape over the surface raising goosebumps as you go.
On the next pass you stray down my crack and continue on until you can feel how wet I am. Your fingers urge my legs slightly apart so that on the next sweep you make it all the way to my clit. I stretch slightly up to meet you. You adjust your position, coming up to straddle my thigh. Now, using both hands to rub up and down, your thigh nestled tight against me so I can oh so slightly move against you. You lean away, grabbing something from the beside table. One hand holds my shoulder down so I can't look up and back to see what you are doing. you lean again, this time I hear the familiar snap of the lube bottle and feel the cool dribble of lubricant as it coats between my cheeks. The liquid warms as it progresses down, coating my ass then sliding down until it blends into the warm fluid spreading from my core. You ease off my thigh letting me feel your cock as you situate yourself between my legs. Apparently you had been planning this long before I awoke. Your hands pull my hips up and back so that you have a clear view of all my secrets. You first run a hand down, spreading lube more evenly up and down. Next you guide the tip of your cock over my highly sensitive anus slipping it lower until you part my lips. You repeat this motion, up and down from ass to clit several times as if to decide which is more appealing. Then, decision made, you slide down and start to nudge between my lips. You slide your hand around my hip and tickle my clit, encouraging me to open for you, to let you slide further in. I rock back slightly on my knees taking more into me then rocking forward until your hands stop me before you slip free. This time I push back with more force not stopping until I can feel the cool metal ring of the harness against me. You grind fully into me, letting me know how much you like being buried so deep. For the next several strokes you pick up the pace sliding almost fully out then slamming back into me. I am starting to build toward orgasm, letting you know through both words and moans how much I love it when you fuck me hard. As if on cue, you stop. Completely still. Engulfed totally in me, no movement. Holding my hips so I can't grind out an orgasm without you.
Again, you pull out and reach for the bedside table. This time letting me watch as you grab a condom, rip it open and slide it on to you in one smooth, practiced motion. More lube, this time drenching you, sharing only a little with my crack as you pour it over your length. Your hands push my knees forward until I am centered and available for penetration. You run the head of your cock over my tight outer ring. Toying with my muscles. Pressing in, forcing lube past the first band of muscles. Pulling out, swirling around the target, again picking up more lube before pushing further in until the head slides past the initial resistance. I reach back between my knees and play with myself as you start to fuck me slowly. In and out you slide, each pass a bit deeper, a bit faster. Finally you are all the way in me. You stop long enough to relax down my back, kissing and suckling along my spine. In a husky rumble you as if I am ready for this. All I can do is groan out a "yes baby...fuck me". With that you come upright and pull out until only the tip remains and then slam back into me. The force takes me momentarily by surprise, slamming me forward into the headboard. By the second stroke I am ready, braced on my elbows to push back against you so that force meets force. Your fingers dig into my hips pulling me hard against you. "oh fuck babe" is repeated over and over. I reach forward to grab the headboard. My orgasm is building. The muscles of both cunt and ass working together to tighten. Waves of pleasure starting to ripple across my womb. In one swift move you pull out of my ass, strip away the condom, and slam into my pussy. Orgasm is instantaneous. I all but scream out my pleasure. Your thrusts slow but you reach down again to tug at my clit, pushing the orgasm to continue until I collapse on the bed with you following me down to lie panting on me.
On the next pass you stray down my crack and continue on until you can feel how wet I am. Your fingers urge my legs slightly apart so that on the next sweep you make it all the way to my clit. I stretch slightly up to meet you. You adjust your position, coming up to straddle my thigh. Now, using both hands to rub up and down, your thigh nestled tight against me so I can oh so slightly move against you. You lean away, grabbing something from the beside table. One hand holds my shoulder down so I can't look up and back to see what you are doing. you lean again, this time I hear the familiar snap of the lube bottle and feel the cool dribble of lubricant as it coats between my cheeks. The liquid warms as it progresses down, coating my ass then sliding down until it blends into the warm fluid spreading from my core. You ease off my thigh letting me feel your cock as you situate yourself between my legs. Apparently you had been planning this long before I awoke. Your hands pull my hips up and back so that you have a clear view of all my secrets. You first run a hand down, spreading lube more evenly up and down. Next you guide the tip of your cock over my highly sensitive anus slipping it lower until you part my lips. You repeat this motion, up and down from ass to clit several times as if to decide which is more appealing. Then, decision made, you slide down and start to nudge between my lips. You slide your hand around my hip and tickle my clit, encouraging me to open for you, to let you slide further in. I rock back slightly on my knees taking more into me then rocking forward until your hands stop me before you slip free. This time I push back with more force not stopping until I can feel the cool metal ring of the harness against me. You grind fully into me, letting me know how much you like being buried so deep. For the next several strokes you pick up the pace sliding almost fully out then slamming back into me. I am starting to build toward orgasm, letting you know through both words and moans how much I love it when you fuck me hard. As if on cue, you stop. Completely still. Engulfed totally in me, no movement. Holding my hips so I can't grind out an orgasm without you.
Again, you pull out and reach for the bedside table. This time letting me watch as you grab a condom, rip it open and slide it on to you in one smooth, practiced motion. More lube, this time drenching you, sharing only a little with my crack as you pour it over your length. Your hands push my knees forward until I am centered and available for penetration. You run the head of your cock over my tight outer ring. Toying with my muscles. Pressing in, forcing lube past the first band of muscles. Pulling out, swirling around the target, again picking up more lube before pushing further in until the head slides past the initial resistance. I reach back between my knees and play with myself as you start to fuck me slowly. In and out you slide, each pass a bit deeper, a bit faster. Finally you are all the way in me. You stop long enough to relax down my back, kissing and suckling along my spine. In a husky rumble you as if I am ready for this. All I can do is groan out a "yes baby...fuck me". With that you come upright and pull out until only the tip remains and then slam back into me. The force takes me momentarily by surprise, slamming me forward into the headboard. By the second stroke I am ready, braced on my elbows to push back against you so that force meets force. Your fingers dig into my hips pulling me hard against you. "oh fuck babe" is repeated over and over. I reach forward to grab the headboard. My orgasm is building. The muscles of both cunt and ass working together to tighten. Waves of pleasure starting to ripple across my womb. In one swift move you pull out of my ass, strip away the condom, and slam into my pussy. Orgasm is instantaneous. I all but scream out my pleasure. Your thrusts slow but you reach down again to tug at my clit, pushing the orgasm to continue until I collapse on the bed with you following me down to lie panting on me.
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