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Payback’s a Bitch
Written by Tara Tainton Www.TaraTainton.Com
Saturday, 18 April 2009 13:03
Andy definitely had it coming to him. His wife would never let him live it down. The last two weeks had been hell, ever since the party next door at the Mitchell’s and all due to his big mouth.

He regretted the statement as soon as his lips parted to form the words. He still couldn’t help himself; he believed them. And some small part of him felt neglected, sorrowful, and just a bit spiteful.

So, he fessed up. Damn those clever party games and twisted conversation starters. In one particularly personal round, he confessed. His wife Janet would never, could never, be kinky in the bedroom. Only vanilla sex was destined for their marriage. And he regretted it.

Latex and boots

Janet was left sitting there among their friends looking like she’d just been hit by a truck. She wasn’t embarrassed; she was mortified. Andy was beginning to think the public damage he’d done was completely irreparable.

The two of them played the silent game for days. They’d always been able to talk about everything. At least Andy had always thought they could. He just might’ve pushed his timid wife over the edge this time.

Then, he found the note in his pants pocket in the middle of the workday. He recognized his wife’s handwriting but didn’t know what to make of the cryptic message:

Payback’s a bitch. And you’ll definitely see her coming.

He entered their home that evening with genuine apprehension. Silence filled the rooms. He dropped his briefcase at the sound of high heels on hardwood flooring.

Janet was squeezed into latex, walking determinedly toward him in killer boots. She flicked a riding crop at her side, her face frozen in a cold stare. Andy hadn’t seen that coming.

“On your knees, boy. Time to teach you a lesson.”

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It is after hours and you are working late, alone in your office. I walk in and close and lock the door behind me. We talk and just enjoy each other’s company, just being together makes us happy. You move from behind the desk, so I can see what you are wearing and so I can see your lovely legs. You slide the skirt up, to show me all of your legs. You tell me you are all in black since that is my favorite, and you knew I would be by tonight. As always, you take my breath away. I could sit and look at you for days. You do a slow turn for me so I can get the full effect of you.

I get up from my seat and move toward you. I take you in my arms and slowly kiss you. My hands wander over your back, and slide slowly down to feel your ass. All feels so good, you in my arms, the way you feel against me. Our tongues seek each other out, as we lean into each other. I move away from you slightly and let my hands run up the front of your shirt, feeling your breasts through your shirt. The feeling and sensation is wonderful, all feels so good. I slowly undo the buttons of your shirt, and slide it off your shoulders. My lips move down your neck, lightly kissing and biting your neck. I slowly nuzzle your breasts, enjoying the look and feel while they are still in their bra. As I kiss and lick the tops of your breasts, I release the button and zipper of your skirt. It joins your shirt on the floor. Your hands move to my shirt, and as you unbutton my shirt, your lips follow your hands, kissing my chest and stomach. You undo my belt and zipper, and let my pants fall to the floor. We are now both in just our underwear.

I let you move down, until you are on your knees in front of me. I watch as you take me in your mouth, very slowly, teasingly. The sensation is fantastic. I lightly place my hands on the back of your head, as you continue to suck. When I am nice and hard, you move back up my body. I release your bra, so I may suck on your nipples and feel them get hard in my mouth. Your hands are on my head, guiding me, your moans telling me when I am doing what you especially like. I kiss my way down your stomach, and pull your thong down with my teeth. I slide back up your legs, as you lean against your desk. You part your legs so I may lick you and enjoy you. Your hands on my head again guide me. I alternate between licking you and putting my tongue inside you. You tell me what to do by your moans and words, hands guiding me.

You pull me up, and we kiss again, this time harder and with more passion. You turn and bend over your desk. I move behind you, and you reach behind you to guide me into you. We slowly move together, just feeling the heat between us. I reach around you and play with your nipples with one hand while my other hand plays with your clit. The tempo increases as we continue to move together. Again your words and moans tell me what you like, need, and want. We move faster, until we both cum together.

I fall into you, leaning on the desk. We rest for several minutes, just enjoying me inside you, the special feeling those that care feel for one another. The cleaning crew outside the door startles us, as we scramble for our clothes. We walk out of the room, as they walk in, smiles on our faces. We are still both wet from each other, but not one that we mind. We barely make it to the car, before we are ready again, but that is another story.

It has been a long school year in continuing education, and of course you have been excelling in all subjects for adult education as the year has progressed. Math continues to be your favorite subject, and you have been fortunate enough to establish a special rapport with the teacher, more so than in any other class. She being more your peer in age. In many classes you have been asked to mentor others, but it is in math that you really apply yourself, helping others get through their courses.

This day seems to be unlike the others, just a feeling you have. Something is in the air, but you cannot put a finger on it. Just a feeling. All classes seem to go as expected, you are recognized for your help, contributions and attitude wherever you go. There is one hitch in the day though, you are asked to return to math class at the end of the day. From the teacher’s expression, it is hard for you to tell if she has more extra work for you, or you are in some type of trouble. Different thoughts run through your mind as you wait for the day to conclude.

You think of how much alike the teacher and you are. Both of you have dark hair and eyes. Body styles are very similar. The nice legs, full breasts, and rounded ass. More than once you have thought of her in less more than a teacher/student relationship, and at times you have imagined her looking at you and thinking the same. You think of her touch on your hand or arm as she spoke to you. You think she may have intentionally brushed against you more than once as she walked between the desks, you could feel her firm ass on your arm, or firm thighs as she walked past. Other times you believe she may have intentionally bent over in front of you as she talked to other students, her short skirt riding up the back of her thighs, or a look down the front of her blouse, her breasts encased in her bra. You think of the many times you would have liked to have reached out and touched her thighs or felt the weight of her breasts in your hands. You think of the other times she sat on the edge of her desk facing you as she addressed the class, crossing and uncrossing her legs in front of you. Was it just for you, or her normal way? Your mind wanders as you watch the clock, waiting for your time meet her after school.

Before you know it you are walking into her class. She sits behind her desk and asks you to close the door behind you. You take a seat at your normal desk. You notice she now has her hair down, looking more relaxed. She tells you that you were asked in to go over a lesson plan for some of the mentoring you have been doing. You take out your work, as she moves from behind her desk and moves behind you to look over your shoulder as you go over your plan. You can feel her lean into you, her breasts touching your shoulder as she leans over. The smell of her perfume fills your nostrils. Slowly she slides her hand down your arm to turn the page of your binder. Her hand lingers on yours, before she pulls it away. You turn to face her, but your gaze is distracted by the look directly in front of your face. You notice several buttons have been undone as you look on her cleavage inches from your face, her breasts disappear into a black silk opaque bra, the tops of her nipples barely visible, but they appear hard in the bra. Your look lingers before it moves to her face. She stands slowly and moves back to her desk, and slides onto it. She crosses her legs slowly, her skirt riding up. She leans on one arm, raising her side, You can see she is wearing thigh highs, the tops visible to you along the bottom of her skirt. She talks to you about the lesson plan and the importance of mentoring, continuing to cross and uncross her legs. Several times she pauses, her legs slightly open. You can’t help but look, seeing her skin between her legs. Abruptly she stops, and looks cross at you. She asks what you are looking at? You are too stunned to answer, your thoughts are elsewhere, between her breasts and thighs.

She slides off the desk, and moves toward you. She grabs your arm and pulls you to your feet. She says you must be punished for your wandering eyes and the thoughts you must have in your head. She guides you to her desk, and makes you bend over her desk face down. Slowly she pulls your skirt up, exposing your ass. You try to cover yourself, but that just appears to make her more angry. She rubs your ass slowly, telling you about the punishment you must receive. Her hand leaves your skin, but only momentarily, before you feel the sharp pain of a slap. More spanks follow the first, and you feel the heat on your ass, and now between your legs. Soon the spankings are replaced by her soft rubbing on your ass, she leans into you and whispers to you how nice you feel and how attractive you are. She moves behind you and caresses your cheeks with both hands, it feels so good. Soon her hands are joined by her lips, kissing away the pain. You moan into the desk as she begins to lick and kiss the places where she was spanking moments before. You look behind you and see she is now on her knees. Her kisses and licks grow stronger, and move closer to your pussy. She moves your thong to the side as she begins to lick your pussy from behind. One hand stays on your ass, the other moves between your legs to rub your clit, as she fucks you with her tongue. You moan and squirm, it feels so good, her finger on your clit, tongue deep in your pussy, her face between your cheeks.

She pulls away long enough to slide your thing down to the floor. Her tongue returns quickly to your pussy, the hand on your clit now moving up under your shirt to play with your hard nipples as you rise up on your elbows. Your moans continue, as the fingers of her free hand join her tongue inside you. Deep inside you, then back to your clit. Her tongue inside you then licking your clit as well. You are so wet, your juices hot against your thighs. You begin to rub against her face, your hips moving up and down back and forth. All she is doing feels so good to you. Your moans increase as she licks you, pinching your hard nipples and clit. You moan you are cumming, she quickens her pace with her tongue and fingers. Just as you cum, her fingers slide into your asshole, first one then two, in and out slowly as she licks your cum. You tremble and your legs feel weak as she slides up your body and leans over you. You turn into her, your lips meet for the first time. You both open your mouths, tongue on tongue, you can taste yourself on her lips and tongue. The kissing increases, the intensity and pressure. You each try to pull the other inside each other. As you continue to kiss, you both undress each other, down to your underwear.

You position her on her desk, and just look at her. Your gaze wanders over her body as you stand between her legs. From her hard nipples still in her bra, to the tops of her stockings. Her pussy is waxed bare, lips swollen, her clit peaking from between the lips. You move into her, and again kiss her full lips, sucking her tongue into your mouth. Your hands slide between her breasts to release her bra, and she returns the favor to you. As you slide your bras off, you press into her, to feel her nipples on yours. They are so hard as are yours, and you both move slowly to feel them rub over your tits, lips and tongues still together. You break the kiss and let your lips wander her face, light kisses and licks on her cheeks and ears. This continues down her neck, but you also lightly bite her neck, she pulls you closer and moans as you lightly suck on her neck. Your kisses move downward to her tits. She holds her tits in her hands for you as you suck and bite her hard nipples. She moves her tits back and forth for you, telling you to suck and bite them, hard. You feel her flinch and moan as you suck and bite them, feeling them getting harder and harder. You kiss and lick your way down her stomach, stopping at her navel to lick more. She pushes her hips against you to create friction against her pussy, you can feel her wetness against your skin.

You kiss and lick lower. She positions herself on her desk, and grabs her ankles. In this position, she is wide open to you, her ass on the edge of the desk, legs wide open. You slowly kiss and lick the insides of her thighs, your fingers lightly brushing over her open pussy and asshole. She moans and breathes heavily, pushing herself toward your fingers. You place your mouth over her pussy and begin to suck and lick. Her clit feels like a small penis in your mouth, getting harder as you suck. She tells you to fuck her with your tongue, she wants to feel you deep inside her. You spread her pussy lips open and rub her clit as your tongue goes deep inside her. In and out, your tongue inside her, she is so hot and wet and tastes so good to you. Her hips move to fuck your face as you lick her pussy. She tells you to fuck her with your fingers, as you suck her clit, one finger then two inside her, moving fast in and out as you fuck her. She releases her ankles and wraps her thighs around your head, squeezing lightly. As you suck her clit you look up toward her face and see she is playing with her nipples, pulling and pinching them. She moans loudly, telling you how good you lick pussy and how good you make her feel. She is in the verge of cumming, her hips moving up and down against your face, her pussy hot and wet as you suck her clit. She tells you to fuck her ass with your fingers, fill her pussy and ass with your fingers as you lick her clit. Make her cum, lick her dry. She cums hard, filling your mouth and hand.

You slide up her body as you both catch your breath. You lay on top of her, lightly kissing her lips and hair. She wraps her legs around you, pulling you closer. Your hips male small circles, rubbing your pussy into hers. After several minutes, you both realize the situation you are in, open to discovery. You get up reluctantly, and get dressed, not completely, just the top clothes, underwear being stuffed into hand bags. She pulls you close and tells you that she would like you to come to her house. Of course you are in full agreement. You decide it is best not to leave together, but meet in the parking lot. As you pull away from the school, she places her hand on your thigh, fingers on the inside, under your skirt. You make small talk, her fingers tracing lightly, closer to your pussy which is again beginning to open as you get wet again. She places her hand over your pussy, you turn you legs to her and open them, so she may have better access to your bald pussy. She tells you how much she wants to fuck you, slowly with her mouth and describes her toys she wants to use on you. You lean back, lightly rubbing your tits, thinking of the feeling of her strap on in your pussy and ass, the double headed dildo, so you can fuck each other as you rub your pussies together. The other objects she has mentioned, filling you completely, in your mouth, pussy, and ass.

You are ready to cum again as you pull into the driveway……………

For years she has craved the reality of her submission. To feel the sweet mixture of the pain and pleasure, and to simply savor the control, as her imagination and body became His, completely.
The spontaneity was startling for her, as he crept into her subconscious and without warning, offered his hand. She felt afraid, but at the same time she craved the feeling she felt. The tightness she felt in her tummy all day, not knowing what he would say, how he would sound, or even look in reality. So many questions swept through her mind, and she became very self conscious, worried after all these years of confidence, if she was good enough for him. Her mind held so much respect for him, even though over the years he had rejected her, which sent her into almost that of a conquest. It wasn’t until she had completely given up that he responded, and her fight with her attraction was soon to begin an adventure she had not even dreamed could ever become real.
Her tiny hands quivered as she dialed the number for the first time. The phone rang and went to voicemail, and she was almost relieved, because of her fear. She left no message and laid the phone in the car seat. It immediately rang and she jumped in her seat. He had a calm voice, and he told her of his traveling and accommodations, noting that only a sliver of the ocean could be viewed from his window. She giggled at the sliver and told him nervously about her day. She had told her supervisor she was leaving early with no explanation, and his response was:

“Good Girl”.

She nearly melted right then in her car. He gave her a time and a place to meet, and she had about an hour and a half to prepare. So many things were swimming in her imagination, and she wanted to look perfect, but everywhere she went, that just wasn’t going to happen without being late, which was not an option.
She pulled into the parking lot and scanned it. She parked in a spot and just sat for a moment. After gathering her courage, she emerged from the car, and began to walk toward the door when a car pulled into the lot, and she had to stop to wave the car to go ahead. She continued walking and something told her to turn. He got out of his car with a wicked grin. She froze right there as he walked toward her. She could feel her heels quivering as he was getting closer, and was complimenting her attire. She wore her favorite pants and shirt outfit, which she felt was classy, black with very pretty purple flowers. She wore her hair down, so that her hair was flowing against her neck and back, and her favorite black heels that were now frightening her as she walked unsteadily. She told herself to FOCUS and they went inside and sat at the bar.
She listened and giggled entirely too much while he spoke, and was very conscious of her silly behavior, but couldn’t do a damn thing about it. He told her about his work and his family, and she sat and sipped white zinfandel, while her mind became number from the alcohol. He then began to tell her of some of the experiences he had encountered concerning the lifestyle. He spoke of meets, scenes, live performances, and different aspects of a good Dom, all with the goal of shock value with his submissive woman, as he sought out her fantasies and limits, and fulfilled her deepest imaginative fantasies, all while she wondered

“What will he do next?”

She remembered his exact words from years ago, as if he had just said them yesterday when he spoke of how he preferred more mature women to young ladies. He told her that they are more willing, and not nearly as afraid to explore. She laughed and told him that she remembered, and he asked her what he had said. She shook her head ‘No’ and he glared into her eyes.
His strong hand then gripped her hair and pulled back firmly, her face now very close to his and said

“Tell me what I said NOW”.

She giggled with delight and enjoyed the sensation of his strength grasping her, and he did this once more but she didn’t want negativity, and because she enjoyed the sensations, she did not tell him.
They were now talking more freely, as her mind was more at ease, and he asked her what she had experienced in the lifestyle, and if she had attended any of the meets. She was ashamed of her response, as she was new in so many ways, she asked him if this was bad, and his expression became odd, and she didn’t know what he was thinking. After her fourth glass of wine, which he and the bartender insisted she have, she turned her chair slightly, and ran her heel against his leg. He then pulled the shoe from her foot, and ran his finger all the way across the bottom of her foot, sending shivers all over her body. She hated being tickled, but loved when he did this, and when he stopped, she pleaded for more. He then told her of one of his experiences from his past; where he paid a woman he had never met two hundred dollars to give the woman he was with an orgasm. He would pay her one hundred now and the other when the job was complete. He had carried a vibration tool in his pocket without her knowledge, and his plan worked excellently.
Her mind raced while he told of his adventure, and she craved to be the next victim of his wicked thoughts. While he was still talking, she turned, so that her legs were between his, and she looked into his deep blue eyes. He leaned in and kissed her lips softly, which began a series of kisses, and shortly afterwards, he asked the bartender for the check, to which she sarcastically replied:

“Oh I forgot you two were even here!”

She followed him in his car nervously, anxious and restless. Her mind now numb, and her body ached to feel the next sensation. He scanned her as they walked through the huge double doors and her hands quivered as he unlocked the door. He opened the door slowly and brought her inside.
He then took immediate control and guided her to a long mirror, telling her to hold her arms high and said

“Eyes forward.”

She could see him in the mirror reaching into a black bag, and as her eyes turned out of instinct, he caught her with his eyes, and she turned back quickly. He then told her that he wanted to try something, and he held a man’s tie. He guided her to the bathroom door, raised her arms, and removed only her shirt, lifted her arms higher with one of his strong hands, and bound her there. Her mind was racing now, and she could see herself in the nearby mirror. He moved down her body, inhaling her scent, all while talking gently and complimenting her toe ornaments. Feeling the sensation of her arms being restricted was new to her.
He then came very close to her lips and asked her what her safe word was, and she asked him if he could give her one. She could see his mind racing as he thought, and then he sternly answered:

“Seven”.

He then removed the rest of her clothing, as well as his shirt and moved into his bag of tricks again. She could see herself wiggling in the mirror, but wasn’t in the least bit afraid. She felt as if she was no longer in her body, and was watching all of this, while feeling every sensation. He is a strong man she thought, and takes very good care of himself.
He removed a rather large brown leather flogger from the bag, and her eyes became very wide. He ran the leather softly across her face and said

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, smell this.”

He then backed up some, and lightly caressed her breasts with the straps. The next volley of falls against her body made her feel as if she were in an orchestration. The straps stung lightly, but she was watching his eyes and expressions while he orchestrated the beauty of the flogger striking her skin. The leather was soft and massaged with mink oil. His strikes were back and forth, across her breasts one way and then back across the other. He then struck her outer hips and legs and as he did, very gently, he used one finger to pull her clit from its hiding place. He was so gentle with her soft area, and then after a series of strikes, he stopped, moved away, and put the flogger back in his bag of tricks.
Next he brought out what he called ‘clover clamps’. The clamps attached to her nipples and were held together by a chain. As he did this, he told her with a wicked voice that when he took her to a meet, he would pull her around by these.
He then brought out a more frightening flogger, and a mischievious look swam across His face. He told her it was made of ‘Moose skin’. He backed up and began this next orchestration. This time she moaned loudly and thought about using the safe word, because the stings were much harsher and with the clamps pulling, and he was tugging the chain. She was on the brink of too much pain, yet at the same time, knew if she used the safe word, that he would stop, and she didn’t want that either. This went on for what seemed like an eternity, and she could see his slacks bulging, the sweat beading on his forehead, and yet his facial expression remained intense, and he was talking to her the entire time, which kept her calm.
One of her hands came free from the tie, and she felt ashamed, and her expression revealed this to him.
He sweetly calmed her with:

“It’s ok”

He then tightened it even tighter, but not before she removed her watch, which had now indented her wrist, and she slung it playfully into the sink.
He backed away again, and came back with a very small paddle. It was leather with holes in it, and he struck her outer pussy lips and inner thighs with it. He paddled it many times, and she became so wet that she thought she was going to have an uncontrollable orgasm.
She was growling when he asked her if she wanted to cum, and she thought her eyes answered Him when in a bold voice he exclaimed:

“YES SIR or “NO SIR!”

She responded timidly:

“Yes Sir.”

He then taunted….

“Not yet.”

He now turned her body around and ran his hand down her shoulders, and into the smallest curve of her taut spine, while telling her in an evil voice how much he liked her ass.
Now she could not see him and suddenly felt a vibration device on her neck, beneath her hair. He ran this device down her spine and then around her back, against her clover clamped nipples, which was when she could see it, and then down very gently against her outer lips, tugging upward at her clit with this toy.
He placed his fingers against her warmth, just enough to open her slightly, and groaned:

“Ohhhhhhhh, that pussy needs fucked, doesn’t it?”
“Yes Sir!!!”

she exclaimed, like a good lil’ soldier.
As soon as she responded he reacted with another volley of falls from the flogger, back and forth against her ass, which made her spine shiver with delight, and arch, which pushed her ass out further toward him. The flogger then landed directly on her pussy lips, and she was moaning in what sounded like different languages.
That was when he released her from her bound state.
He then moved her to the bed, told her to get on her knees, and very gently ran his tongue inside her aching lips, never thrusting. Her hips were grinding as her face pushed deeper into the sheets, and her purrs were muffled, feeling the warmth of his tongue engulf the sweet moisture he had created.
He then turned her over on her back, removed his pants and they moved up toward the pillows, where she turned and placed her head against his shoulder. He just held her for a moment, wrapping his arms around her warmly, and then suddenly he struck her ass with the palm of his hand. These were the sharpest stings of all, and she felt it 3 times on each cheek as her startled cries filled the room.
He then grasped her hair, and asked her if she was hungry while pushing her to his rock hard cock. She took in only the tip at first, flicking her tongue hungrily against the edges, and using her lips to tug at the outer layers, and then took him completely in, her lips now at his base, as her tongue caressing his sac. Now he was telling her about the male g-spot, and how a hooked finger just inside a man will make him orgasm wildly, and very intensely. She massaged the entrance and he shivered when she pushed and played, and remained in complete control, even though she could tell that must have been very difficult.
After what he called ‘Bathing His cock’ for a while, he got up and told her to lie on her back. He then very harshly pushed her down. He gripped her hands together with only one of his very strong hands above her head as high as her arm span would reach, and her reaction was to try to push back, and fight his strength, but she could not budge his strength, and was even more tightly bound than before.
He thrust into her deep and all at once, while his eyes revealed his hunger.

“So warm and inviting”

he clamped his grip harder and whispered.
Then, using his body, moved her legs against his chest. Her eyes never left his, and she was on the edge.

“I am going to cum”

she purred loud.

“I am losing control!”

she begged for mercy.
He said nothing and gripped tighter, while His penetration drove her into the brink of insanity.

“Tell me pleeeeeeeeeeeease Sir!”

she exhaled.
His hands gripped her outer thighs even tighter while her pleading drove him even harder into her core, and yet he held his control, felt the craving even deeper than ever before, as he watched her eyes glaze over into euphoria of subspace she had never encountered. Her legs quivered, her toes curled, her inner core expanded and contracted as a life force. Her ribs caved, her ruby hard swollen nipples ached, and her imagination soared into depths of pleasure that made her never want the feeling to extinguish.

The moment he said it…..

“Cum for me, cum all over my balls”,

she exploded with spasms of juices that splashed and squirted between them, riding the waves of pleasure as her cries surrounded them. His growl was low and deep as he watched her convulse, so many orgasms, drenching and coating their bodies, arms still bound, as the heels of her feet were grinding into his chest.
The look on his face told her he was close,as well as the stretching she felt inside her as she felt him grow, and she couldn’t stop exploding, while begging him to feed her his lust. His eyes were open wide when his first rope of orgasmic release burst deep inside her, and glazed over with fiery lust, and then became very evil dark blue, as his arms released her from his strength and moved next to her, laying her head against his shoulder, and just breathing as he ran one finger very gently up and down her spine.

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The best blow job.

My boyfriend came over last night and I decided to give him a big sunrise. I had decided we were in our relationship long enough to do something besides just have the same old sex. I had decided to give him The Best Blow Job, ever. So he came over and we ate a light dinner and I opened a nice bottle of wine, and we started drinking and talking, every time I could without him knowing I refilled his wine. I could tell it was starting to take effect as we started making out, I felt his tongue enter my mouth and we French kissed, our tongues entwined and I could feel his warm breath in my mouth. He pulled back and started kissing me on my neck, gently then nibbled on my ear, and was getting really turned on, I pulled his shirt off and started kissing him on the neck and slowly worked my way to his small but firm man tits, sucking them and playing with them, he seemed to be getting turned on and let me go at them for a bit. I then reached down and unbuckled his belt with one hand, and unbuttoned his jeans, then I slowly slid his zipper down, tugging at it every now and then when it refused to come all the way down. I slid my hand inside his pants through his open fly and felt the bulge of his cock that was already hard. I am sure he thought it wouldn’t be long and he would be putting his nice hard 7 inch cock in my warm wet pussy, like normal, but tonight it was going to be different.

I pulled at his pants with both hands grabbing his under wear with them and yanked them toward his feet, he lifted his butt up just enough so I could slide them off, and as I did his hard cock popped out and sprung toward my face. After sliding his pants off his feet, I took his cock in my hand him sitting on the couch and me kneeling in front of him, I started stroking his cock and I could see the glisten of a drop of pre cum on the head of his cock. I bent over and licked the small drop of cum of the head of his cock dipping my tongue into the little pee whole, he let out a small whine. I then slipped the head of his cock into my mouth and started pushing it deeper into my mouth, I could feel the head of his dick slip past my teeth and slide along the top of my tongue as I pushed as much of his throbbing cock into my mouth as far as I could. I then let it rest there for a bit as I looked up into his eyes he glanced down at me and the closed his eyes as he was apparently enjoying it. I then pulled back letting his cock slide out of my mouth until just the tip was still in my mouth, then I rammed my mouth back down on his cock sucking hard at the same time he let out a loud groan and I knew he was enjoying himself. I then took one hand and cupped his balls squeesing on the lightly while I moved up and down the throbbing shaft of his cock with such force I thought my lips would give out and I could feel him hitting the back of my throat with his cock. He was now rising up to meet my downward thrust and letting out continous moans. I could taste more pre cum and I knew it wouldnt be long. He started telling me to stop becuase he was going to cum, I just ssqueezed his balls a little harder and slammed his cock in and out with even a faster rythm. I could tell he wasn’t going to be much longer, then I felt him stiffen up like I had during sex, and I knew I had him, I then felt hot jets of warm salty cum shooting deep into my mouth and I started swallowing his cum as fast as I could, I couldn’t swallow fast enough and I had to open my mouth slightly to let some of his seed slide past my lips. I swallowed and kept pumping him into my mouth until he relaxed and slumped back into the couch. I then slowly with drew his cock from mu mouth and licked it up and down cleaning the cum off his swollen cock head and all along the shaft,

When I finished up, I said baby how was that, for dessert and he said that was The Best Blow job ever. I stood up removed all my clothes and said good because know you have to eat my pussy until you are hard again and can fuck me good.. We traded positions and he started in. What happened next will have to wait for part two of this story…..

She lay there nude on a blanket in the balmy heat of the night. No one was around and it was late, so all the good boys and girls had long gone to bed. She couldn’t sleep; thoughts of him flitted through her mind. She lay there thinking about his deep blue eyes, wicked smile and long black hair. He served lunch for she and her friends most of the time during the day. He had a catering boat that came out past the docks. He was a fantastic cook; he cooked as well as he looked. She loved to watch his hands move about his utensils wondering if it were like that when he made out with a woman. She was lost deep in thought and barely heard someone walking up. She had turned and was lying on her stomach when he approached; he stood there watching her. He’d noticed her as much as she had noticed him. He wasn’t one who made it a point to find out much about women, hell he had a whole bevy of them. She seemed different though. She seemed like she was like a hungry tigress unsettled behind a gilded cage of catty friends. They were all beautiful, she was just…special.

She looked up to see him standing there, clad in shorts and nothing else but a smile. Now how would she get out of this one? She lay there looking up; he stood there looking down. He noticed the curve of her backside that led up into the divot in the small of her back to the lean curves of her back all the way to her face, auburn hair and round green eyes. Her eyes reminded him of a cat, always curious and seemed to have a look of one who had eaten the proverbial canary. She spoke first saying, “Hello, Rob.” Without an invite he sat down beside her and ran his fingers over the divot in the small of her back. His deep blue eyes searching her green ones, as if to ask if it were ok that he were here while she was nude. She rolled over stretching out, looking up at the stars. He was a little surprised she was so nonchalant about her nudity. She said, “Lay down here and check the stars out, it’s pretty cool.” He couldn’t speak, but lay back on the blanket with her looking at the stars. The stars weren’t where his attention was focused, his eyes kept traveling over her large breasts, down her flat stomach and his mouth watered when he looked at her creamy thighs and saw a slight patch of hair at her pubic bone. She noticed his concentration was focused on her body, so she rolled over and took a sip of cold wine. She raised a brow and rested her chin on his chest. She picked up her glass and poured a small amount of cold wine on his belly, most of it landing in a pool around his belly button. She leaned down letting her tongue dip in and out of the wine like a cat would do when it drinks. She smiled as her fingers played over his thighs, making him gasp for breath. “Well you’ve wondered about it, so why not?” she whispered. Her fingers unsnapped his shorts moving them to the side exposing his engorged cock. She ran her fingers over it, “Mmmmm, velvet covered steel,” she mused letting her fingers tease and taunt him. She moved down letting her tongue slide over the trail where her fingers had just been. His hips bucked up as her hand cupped his balls while she slide his cock deeper inside her mouth. She licked, stroked and sucked until he could stand it no more. She pumped him harder with her mouth until she felt him harden, he moaned unable to hold his climax any longer. She felt the warm sensation of his seed pumping into her mouth; she waited until she could no longer feel it throbbing. She moved up, taking a sip of wine swallowing the liquid along with his seed. She smiled kissing his lips softly. “I’ll see you for lunch tomorrow?” she smiled, got up taking her wine and walking back to the house leaving him to think about what had just happened.