Wednesday, November 21, 2018

Hotel Sex - Loud Fuckers

Joe was a very noisy love-maker. And sex with his wife Sky was super hot, which had the effect of increasing his enthusiasm (and volume).

Sky was not as loud, but she was also very vocal with her pleasure and desires.

Their lovemaking was a beautiful conversation between their bodies, carried on the flow of their dirty talk and their heartfelt professions of unending love.

But the reality was, they had children. They spent a lot of time wanting each other and not a lot of time doing each other.

They struggled to have quiet sex in the late evening hours after the children were asleep (or not). Quiet sex was very, very difficult for Joe and Sky.

They would take advantage of any moments they could when all their children were away.

On the odd school day, when neither of them were working and the kids were gone till 3, they'd start the day showering separately...cleaning themselves thoroughly, shaving, primping, and generally preparing for what (and who) was to come.

When their bodies came together, they'd begin by kissing passionately and running their hands over each other's skin as if they were starving for touch.

Then Joe would go down on Sky, eating her out thoroughly and eagerly. Bringing her to the brink over and over again until she came all over his face. Joe would wipe his face, then fuck her slowly at first, Sky clinging to him and coming over and over again.

Sky would kiss Joe deeply, tasting her pussy in his mouth. Her nipples hard and tingling, she'd cry out her love until Joe was pounding her hard and coming all over her stomach. (They used the “pull-out method” of birth control.)

Still, there was always this fear that one of the kids would come home early. They'd almost been caught a few times.

They shuddered to imagine their children listening to their passionate but thoroughly obscene fuck frenzies.

Joe had been working out of town and the only sexual connection he'd had with his wife in the past few weeks had been watching her finger fuck herself and use a big blue dildo on her luscious cunt during Facetime chats.

Likewise, Sky could hardly contain her arousal. She had just put their youngest to bed and now she contemplated how in hell they could make love without bringing down the ceiling.

That's when it occurred to her. Their oldest had babysat many times for concerts and whatnot...

“Let's rent a hotel room,” she suggested to Joe.

“Right now?” Joe asked as the whole concept began to dawn on him too. “That's a great idea. We'll head out for a few hours. Come home and then tell the kids we're running errands in the morning and go back.”

Sky squealed with excitement. “I'll tell the kids we're going out.”

A half hour later, hotel booked, and lingerie in hand, Joe and Sky entered a beautiful hotel room. It was close to home and affordable because of the off season.

They followed their usual ritual of bathing and primping, their anticipation rising as the moment of truth approached.

Sky was ready at last. She came out of the bathroom wearing high heels, matching lacy bra and panties, and Joe's favourite perfume.

The smile on her man's face told Sky he appreciated her efforts. His rising cock told her he liked what he saw.

Sky walked into Joe's arms and between his legs where he sat on the king size bed. Their lips crashed into each other. Joe squeezed Sky's ass, pulling her closer. Sky clutched Joe's body, nails digging into his shoulders and back as they hungrily kissed each other, moaning with urgency.

“Oh baby, I've fuckin' missed you,” Joe confessed before resuming their passionate kiss.

“I've missed you too, baby,” Sky whimpered back. Her need for her husband was so intense, she could hardly keep herself from crying.

Every moment was punctuated by Joe's voice. Even as they kissed, Joe was moaning, groaning,  and grunting his pleasure. He held nothing back. It turned Sky on so much.

They groped each other and felt each other up for several seconds prolonging their kiss as long as they could but it felt like eternity.

Joe pulled away and turned Sky around. He unclasped her bra, then kissing her sexy back, he slid her thong down her legs till it dropped to the floor.

Turning back to face Joe, Sky offered her nipple to his mouth. Joe took this opportunity to slide two fingers into her wet and ready pussy while he teased both nipples with his mouth.

“Oh Joe!” Sky exclaimed. “That feels so good. Oh, my God...I love you. I love you so much!”  She grasped his huge cock in her hand and slid his foreskin up and down. Joe was driven mad by the pleasure.

He lifted Sky onto the bed and continued to massage her g-spot with his fingers while he kissed her deeply again. Sky's hips rocked up to meet his hand. She clung to Joe, moaning with pleasure and continuing to stroke his large, hard cock.

“Sit on my face, baby,” Joe suggested. He loved it when she fucked his face. And although he was anxious to slide his cock into her, he had been fantasizing about tongue fucking her cunt for the past several weeks.

Sky had been having the same fantasy, so she happily obliged, climbing over his face and taking his cock in her mouth.

Joe hungrily licked her pussy at it's center, sliding his tongue up to her clit where he gently paid it some attention. Then wrapping his arms around her ass, he pulled her into his face and dug his tongue deep into her cunt.

He continued to alternate these efforts, ensuring that her outer petals were not left out. Occasionally his tongue would flick out towards her bumhole and Sky would quiver a little more violently.

Sky had a hard time focusing on her own efforts as Joe brought her closer and closer to orgasm.

Before she knew it, Sky was on a crescendo. She practically slammed her pussy into her lover's face, grinding her pussy against his mouth until she felt some stubble on her clit and it sent her into spasms of pleasure.

“Ohhhhhhh, baby!” she cried as she came. “I'm coming so hard, baby! I'm coming so hard.” She continued to push her cunt against him till the waves of her climax receded and she felt a little more present.

She climbed off her husband's face and turned to face him. “I want you to fuck me, baby,” she begged. “I need to feel your cock in me. Please.”

Joe wiped his mouth on the bed sheet and replied. “I can't wait, Sweetie.”

“Want me to ride you?” Sky asked.

“Sure, I'd love that,” Joe grinned. “I love watching you ride me.”

Sky leaned down, grasped and re-wet Joe's cock with her mouth, squeezing his balls with her other hand. Then she stared into his eyes with her hands on his muscular, sexy chest as she climbed onto his slippery raging hard on.

Joe and Sky both groaned with the intense pleasure that rippled through them as their bodies joined together. Joe penetrated Sky deeply and they held onto that feeling for a moment until Sky wiggled her clit against him.

Sky began to ride Joe slowly at first, sliding herself up and down on his hard cock. Her nipples hardened tightly and Joe reached up to pinch them and squeeze her breasts.

After a few moments, Sky felt a fire strong between her legs. She pushed her clit down against Russel, forcing his cock deep inside her, and began to rock against him.

“Yeah, baby,” Joe encouraged her. “I want to feel you all over my cock.”

“I am, baby,” Sky promised. “I'm going to come all over your cock, baby.” She continued to rock against him as Joe reached around and cupped her ass with one hand and held her throat firmly with the other.

That sent Sky over the edge. “I'm coming, baby! I'm coming again!” she exclaimed as she clung to Joe, letting her orgasm take over.

Sky came one more time before they switched positions. Now Joe leaned over her. He was much taller than her, so they placed a pillow under her ass.

As Joe began to pound his cock into Sky's pussy, Sky bit his neck and earlobe. Their moans of pleasure were loud and un-tethered. “Yes, bite my neck. YES,” Joe exclaimed as he continued to thrust into Sky's wet cunt.

Sky's hips met his thrusts and she quivered on the edge of another orgasm as Joe seemed to get closer and closer to his own.

“Choke me, baby!” Sky begged. “I want to feel your hand on my throat!”

Joe obliged and reached up with one hand to grasp her throat as his thrusts became more urgent. Once again, this sent Sky to her peak. She loudly orgasmed again.

Mindlessly, she repeated, “I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you...” as she rose up and over that wave.

“I love you too, Sky,” Joe said as he held her against him. When she'd finished her orgasm, he asked her to turn around. “I want to see your beautiful ass while I pound you,” he said.

Sky got into doggy position and arched her so his cock could pound her g-spot.

“You're so fucking sexy,” Joe purred as he slid his cock inside her. “I fucking love your ass,” he said as he squeezed it.

He continued to squeeze her ass cheeks as he began thrusting slowly into her exposed and willing pussy. “Oh yeah, baby,” he said as he spanked her with one hand. “I fucking love you.”

“I love you too, Joe, so much,” Sky replied. “And I love fucking you so much.”

Joe slapped her other ass cheek, then licked his thumb making it slippery with saliva. He gently rubbed Sky's asshole with his thumb as he fucked his wife harder and faster.

“Oh baby, yes! Yes!” Sky cried out as she opened up to take his cock deeper and deeper, feeling it ram against her g-spot. “Oh God! That feels so good!”

Finally Joe could contain himself no longer. “Come in my ass, Baby,” Sky told him.

“Are you sure, babe?” He was almost at the point of no return.

“Yes! Yes, baby! Just put the tip in, gently if you can please.”

They had talked about it, but this was the first time Joe had permission to penetrate his wife's ass. He was very excited. It took all his control not to ram his cock into that tight little hole. But he was a gentleman.

When he was about to spill his seed, Joe pulled his cock out of Sky's cunt and gently pushed the tip inside her ass.

It was snug and Joe almost didn't think it would give, but then the head of his cock slid in about two inches and Joe exploded. He fell forward bracing himself over her, as he held himself back from slamming his cock into her extremely tight ass.

“Oh yes, baby! That's fucking hot!” Sky whispered as she accepted his explosion whole-heartedly.

After cleaning themselves up, Joe and Sky cuddled in the soft hotel bed for a few minutes before heading back home. It was late and they wanted to get up early enough to come back to the hotel in the morning before check out.

“You are the love of my life,” Sky told Joe as they drove home together.

“You're mine too, Sky,” Joe replied. “I'm so in love with you. I've never felt this way before you. I just can't get enough of you.”

“Same, baby,” Sky replied. “Thank you for being an amazing husband and father and a fucking fantastic lover.”

“Thank YOU,” Joe replied reaching for her hand. 


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Tuesday, November 6, 2018

Would You F*ck Your Best Friend's Wife, If He Asked?

Doug loved Jody. He really did. He would do anything for her. Even this.

But he needed to know that the other dude who would be fucking his wife at the same time as him was someone he could trust.

And Doug only trusted one man. His best friend, Cam.

Truthfully, Cam had all the qualities that Jody listed when she described the perfect candidate. He was good looking...Jody had even said so once.

Cam was clean. He showered twice a day and took hygiene seriously. He even cleaned his house.

And Cam also met the third requirement. He was not a creep. Jody explicitly said she didn't want any “weird fetish guys” or “sex addicts” (her words).

Doug considered Jody a weird fetish girl and often suspected she was a sex addict herself. But he thought it better not to mention that.

The best thing about Cam, as far as Doug was concerned, was that he wouldn't fall in love with Jody. Cam found Jody annoying.

Cam didn't mince words when Doug approached him with the idea.

“You want me to fuck your wife?! With you?! At the same time?!”

For a moment, Doug regretted asking. He felt his cheeks start to burn. Cam would never let him live this down. But Cam surprised him.

“Fuck yeah, man! If that's what you really want to do, I'm game! Jody's annoying but she's hot.”

Cam shrugged, then he got all serious. He placed a hand on Doug's arm and looked him in the eyes. His voice grew quiet. “Man, there's no one I'd rather have my first sword fight with than you.”

Doug burst out laughing. Cam clapped him on the shoulder. “You're a dirty, little bugger, Doug. I didn't know you had it in you.”

“Well, you know, Cam, you gotta make sacrifices for the one you love. And besides,  next time I'll be the only dude in the threesome.”

Cam's eyes widened. “Okay, now I'm jealous.” Both men laughed. “So, you haven't answered the obvious question, man.”

Doug blinked. “What do you mean?”

Cam laughed. “Man. Seriously. The obvious question! Who gets to fuck her up the poop shoot?”

“Ohhhh,” Doug replied. “I guess that's up to Jody.”


*****

A few days later, Doug knew Jody had no plans that evening. He asked Cam to show up around 7 pm. They would have a couple drinks, then Doug would surprise Jody with her double penetration fantasy.

Unusually prompt, Cam showed up at 7 on the dot. Doug let him in and Cam headed to the kitchen to mix a drink.

“I didn't know Doug was coming over,” Jody murmured out of earshot. “I thought we were going to have some QUALITY alone time.” She had shaved and waxed and perfumed in preparation.

“He won't stay long,” Doug lied. He wanted to have a drink before he initiated the evening's festivities.

“Okee dokee,” Jody said. “Cam! You better be pouring me one too!” she called to the kitchen.

The three friends sat in the living-room chatting and making jokes.

Jody was feeling somewhat uncomfortable in her matching bra and thong underneath her mini dress. She had to sit so carefully to not give Cam a show.

And Cam was behaving oddly. He kept looking at her, whereas he usually ignored her for the most part. He was smiling at her and engaging her in conversation too.

Maybe Cam's not such a shithead after all, she found herself thinking.

Doug sat beside her and she kept rubbing his ass and running her nails down his back under his shirt, trying to remind him that she was ready and waiting for a little fun. But he didn't seem to be taking the hint.

Finally, they were two drinks in each and Jody was fed up. She leaned forward and whispered in Doug's ear, “When are you going to fuck me, Honey? I'm all wet and ready for you.”

Doug smiled. This was the moment of truth.

“Well, actually, Babe,” he said, glancing at Cam. “Remember you wanted to experience your double penetration fantasy? Well...” he nodded across the room towards Cam and smiled.

Jody took a moment to process the news. He picked Cam? “You picked Cam?” she said with genuine surprise.

Doug nodded again. “Well, you said you wanted someone who was good looking and you told me before that Cam is good looking...”

Cam sat up straighter in his chair. Doug went on, “And Cam is clean...he showers more than most guys. And he isn't a creepy, weirdo.”

Jody was staring at Cam. “Well, the last one is debatable,” she remarked. But she began to see Cam in a different way. It was true, he was very good looking. He was muscular and even sexy.

She looked back at Doug, “But aren't you worried this will change your friendship?”

“I put a lot of thought into it, and Cam is my best friend. He's the only guy I trust to fuck my wife with me.” All three laughed.

Then Cam spoke. “I agreed to do this, Jody, and I'm happy to be your number three in this equation, but I understand if you don't want it to be me.”

“No, that's not it,” she replied. She paused and seemed to be thinking about it. Then she smiled. “Okay, let's do this. I'm horny as fuck right now! Let's get it on, boys.”

With that, she turned towards her husband and climbed onto his lap facing him. She began to kiss him passionately, grinding herself against his rapidly growing cock.

Cam walked over and sat beside them. Anticipation made his cock strain against his jeans.

Jody reached out and squeezed Cam's balls, rubbing her hand up his cock while she continued to kiss and grind her husband. She was starting to moan with pleasure.

Suddenly she stopped. Looking into Doug's eyes, she began to pull her mini dress over her head. “Let's get naked, Honey,” she said, then turned her smoldering eyes to Cam. “You too, Cam.”

Both men stood and undressed with Jody's help. When Cam's shirt was off, Jody took a moment to run her hands over his chiseled chest while Doug came up behind her and nuzzled her neck, his stubble making heat rush to her pussy.

Jody reached behind and grabbed her husband's cock, pulling Cam closer to press his cock against her belly at the same time. She groaned with arousal. “Oh my God,” she whispered, as her nipples grew hard and her pussy blazed like fire.

The music on the stereo turned sensual, matching the mood in the room perfectly. Jody pushed Cam back towards the couch and asked him to sit down.

Then she turned around to face her husband. “Thank you so much, Baby,” she purred going up on tiptoes to kiss him again.

As they kissed deeply, Jody stroked his cock and balls lovingly. “Are you sure you're ready for this?” she asked him, praying his answer was yes.

“Oh fuck yes,” he replied enthusiastically, grasping both breasts and bending over her neck to nibble and suck it.

As their lips met again, Cam wanted to somehow join in. He sat on the couch, stroking his own cock, with Jody standing between his legs facing away from him.

Tentatively, Cam reached out and squeezed Jody's ass.

By her response of pushing her ass into his hand, he took heart and ventured further. He slid two fingers around the edge of her thong into her pussy. Jody arched her back wildly.

She moaned ecstatically and pushed herself on Cam's fingers.

Now Cam felt brave. He pulled his hands away, pulled her panties down, then leaned forward and began to lick Jody's bumhole with abandon.

Doug saw what was going on over Jody's shoulder and took this chance to slide his cock up inside her, bracing her weight against him while she went insane with pleasure.

“Oh baby,” she said, insane with arousal. “I'm ready. I'm ready, baby. Are you?” she asked her husband.

“I'm ready,” he assured her.

Cam thought things were going his way! He was positioned perfectly to be the ass giver. But Jody suddenly stopped them.

“This isn't how I want it,” she said.

She turned around and faced Cam. She removed her lacy bra and instructed Cam to lean back on the low couch. Then she carefully climbed onto him, sliding his large erect cock into her pussy. They groaned together in pleasure as Doug watched.

Jody leaned forward so her breasts were touching Cam's chest and she was looking into his eyes. “I want Doug to fuck me in the ass,” she said. “Because he knows how I like it.” She smiled and Cam smiled back.

“That's understandable,” he replied.

Back arched and ass exposed, Jody was positioned perfectly. Doug could see his friend's cock in her pussy, his friend's balls hanging between her legs, and for some reason it turned him on even more.

Doug applied lube liberally to his cock and then with the tip of his finger, he spread more lube around and gently into her bumhole.

Jody stared into Cam's eyes while she moaned with happiness. She moved carefully around on Cam's cock as she enjoyed having her ass stimulated by her husband. Cam couldn't remember experiencing anything so fucking hot in his life.

Cam began to massage both of her breasts and Doug started to play with Jody's asshole with the head of his cock. He slid it gently around and poked in just the tip, very gently.

Doug knew that he needed to prolong the anticipation and help Jody relax those muscles back there, so she could enjoy the sensations to their maximum potential.

Jody was not a shy lover. She told him everything she wanted and needed. She fulfilled his every need, as well. She was his life.

Looking down at her exposed ass, with his best friend's cock buried inside her, Doug became overcome with love for his wife. At this moment, Doug slid his slick, hard cock slowly into her ass until he couldn't go in any further.

Slowly and smoothly, he began to pump his cock, taking care not to pull the head out too far.

This was an important part of the process. Doug knew that as Jody relaxed more into the sensations, she would be able to take it harder and he could slide his cock in and out further.

Doug was right. Jody continued to wiggle sexily on Cam's cock while she got used to Doug's cock in her ass. Her nipples were hard as fuck and she squeezed her eyes shut in concentration, willing herself to open up to Doug in every way.

As she adjusted to his huge cock in her ass, she began to fuck both men at the same time. She pushed her clit against Cam and clawed at his chest. Each circular motion of her pussy, pushed her back on Doug's cock so that the three of them were fucking each other like a well-oiled machine.

Cam could feel Doug's balls slapping against his own, which was an incredible sensation. And then Jody opened her eyes again and locked them on Cam's. His arousal increased dramatically, if that was even possible.

She stared into his eyes and a surprised look came over her face. She said, “I'm coming.” 

Jody's body convulsed into intense, uncontrollable spasms and her high moans pushed both men to their climax point.

Both men clutched Jody and each other desperately, as the three of them exploded together. The two men could feel each other's cocks engorge and release, engorge and release through the thin barrier between her love tunnels.

For a moment, the three of them stayed that way, clung together, breathing heavily with their hearts pounding against each other.

Then Doug pulled out and helped Jody off Cam's still rock hard but very spent cock. The three laughed nervously, then Jody ran to the bathroom to clean up.

Doug began to awkwardly pull his clothes on. He didn't know what to say to his friend but then realized he should probably say thank you, since he had asked Cam to do this.

“Hey, thanks, man,” he said sincerely.

“Buddy,” Cam replied. “Thank YOU! That was hot as fuck. If you ever want to do it again, I'm in.”

Doug laughed. “Okay,” he said. “I'll let you know.”

Both men were dressed when Jody returned to the room wearing a sexy little robe. She sat down on the couch beside her husband. Cam had returned to the chair across the room.

“Thank you, Doug,” she gushed to her husband, “for fulfilling my double penetration fantasy.”

“You're welcome, Babe,” Doug replied. “I enjoyed it a lot more than I thought I would, actually.” Jody smiled triumphantly.

“And thank you, Cam,” she said, “for also fulfilling my fantasy. And for being clean, good looking, and not creepy.” They laughed.

“You're welcome, Jody,” he replied. “You're not annoying at all when you're fucking.” They laughed again.

Cam got up to leave and the three friends gathered at the door to say goodbye.

They hugged a little longer and pushed their bodies against each other a little harder; their friendship was now a little stronger.

In fact, this would not be the last time the three friends engaged in naughty fun.

Check back for future updates on Doug, Jody, and Cam! ;)



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Friday, November 2, 2018

Things Get Heated When A Wife Catches Her Man With Me!

I was working out of a massage studio one night a few years back. It was one of those dark, sexy, discreet little places that offer “Therapeutic Massage” but I think most people knew what was really going on in there.

The bell on the door rang and I was working by myself, so I came out to the waiting room to find a sexy businessman in a suit and tie. He looked tired and sad.

“Hey Sweetie,” I said. “You looking for a massage tonight?” I told him my rates and my rules.

He agreed to everything, asked if he could shower after the massage, and I led him into the back room. I locked the front door and put up a sign that said I'd “be right back.”

When I returned to the room, he was undressed lying face up on the table with a towel placed over his groin. He obviously wanted to skip most of the massage and go straight to the happy ending.

That was fine with me but I sensed he needed more than that. I slipped out of my dress down to my lingerie and grabbed the massage oil.

“What's your name?” I asked him, as I started at his head massaging his scalp.

He groaned. “Oh yes, I like what you're doing with your nails,” he said. “My name is Russell. What's your name?”

“I'm Annie,” I replied. “Nice to meet you, Russell. You seem like you're carrying a heavy burden tonight. I hope this helps you.”

“It's already helping, thank you,” he assured me. “I had a long day at work and I just don't feel like going home. My wife thinks I'm cheating on her.”

“Oh, that is hard,” I said.

“The worst part is I'm not cheating on her. This is the first time I've even gotten a massage since I married her. She's been cold for months. I honestly think we're headed for a divorce. I love her but I just can't handle the suspicion anymore.”

“I feel your pain,” I said, as I moved my hands down his chest, playing gently with his nipples till they hardened. “I've been with controlling guys in the past. It's quite toxic.”

I squeezed his shoulders and started massaging his neck, then his chest again, letting my breasts rest on his face when I leaned forward. His cock started to harden under the towel.

“Could you take your bra off?” he asked. “I don't mind paying extra.”

I was about to oblige when I heard a knock on the front door. It sounded urgent. “Sorry, Sweetie, let me just tell that person to go away.” We both laughed.

I slipped my dress back on and went to the door. A woman was standing there, looking distraught. I thought maybe she needed help.

I opened the door slightly. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” she said. “Um, could I just use your phone? My car broke down and my phone is dead.”

I don't know why I believed her but she looked too innocent to lie. I let her in and said, “Please hurry, I have a customer waiting.”

But she surprised me by walking right past me and into the back. “Russell? Where are you?” she called. “I know you're in here. I followed you from work.”

Uh oh! I thought...what the fuck now?!

She walked into the massage room where Russell was and I could hear his deep voice reacting in surprise, “Oh my God, Andrea! What are you doing here?”

As I followed her into the room, I saw he had jumped off the table, cock still standing, and was looking around for his clothes. He held the small towel ineffectively over his rapidly wilting erection.

“What am I doing here? What are YOU doing here?” Andrea shouted.

“Okay, everyone calm down,” I said. I handed Russell a robe and asked him to step out of the room for a moment.

They both looked at me like I was on glue.

“Seriously,” I said. “I think Andrea and I need to talk to each other woman to woman. I want to explain that nothing was going on in here that would upset her.”

Russell seemed to catch my drift. “It was just a massage, Andrea,” he said. “I had a hard day at work, and you never touch me anymore. I just needed to relax.”

“I'm supposed to believe that?” Andrea scoffed.

“Please, Russell,” I said. “Go into the clean up area back there,” I pointed. “Let me talk to Andrea for a few minutes.”

Russell finally nodded and left the room. Then Andrea turned to me. “I'm sorry,” she said. “I know this is your job and you don't need this drama. I just can't trust him and this really proves it.”

I invited Andrea to sit on the massage table beside me.

“Well, he has no reason to lie to me and he told me he's not cheating on you,” I said.

“He talked to you about me?” she asked. “But he was only here for a few minutes.”

“I have that effect on people,” I replied. “A lot of men who come in for my services talk to me about their problems. Men are most vulnerable when they are being touched.”

“Really?” Andrea said. “I am always wishing he would open up and be more vulnerable with me. But I didn't know that touching him might help.”

“Oh yes, it really does help,” I told her. “Russell seems like a great guy, Andrea. He wants to make it work with you but he's worried that you'll never trust him. He seems like he's giving up on your relationship. Is that what you want?”

Andrea started crying. “No,” she said. “That's not what I want. I want to make him happy. I don't know what's wrong with me. I mean, my last boyfriend cheated on me the whole time we were together and I didn't know until the end. He humiliated me and I guess I'm bringing my baggage into my marriage with Russell.”

“Well, it's good that you realize that,” I told her. Then I had an inspired idea. “You know, I also massage women. Would you be interested in a massage while you're here? I'll tell Russell to wait. What do you say?”

Andrea shrugged sheepishly. “Please?” I asked. “I would love to help you and massage can be very therapeutic, especially after an emotional night like this.”

To my surprise, Andrea agreed!

I asked her to undress while I told Russell what was going on.

I slipped into the cleanup area and saw Russell with his head in his hands. He was still naked under his robe because his clothes were still in the massage room.

“It's going to be okay,” I told him quietly. “She's calmed down. I'm going to give her a massage.”

Russell looked up at me in surprise. “Are you kidding?” he asked.

“No,” I smiled. “We had a heart to heart and I think she needs a massage more than you even.”

Russell agreed to wait. “Yes, for sure,” he said. “Whatever it costs. I'll pay for it.”

“Thank you,” I said. “I'll let you know when you can come in and make up with her.”

“Thank YOU,” Russell replied, shaking his head in wonder.

I went back to the room and told Andrea that Russell was fine waiting while she got her massage. I asked her to lie on the table facing down. Then I started to give her the most sensuous, teasing massage of her life.

I massaged her everywhere, coming close to her breasts, but not quite touching them; coming close to her beautiful pussy but not quite touching it. “You have a very beautiful body,” I told her.

“Thank you,” she mumbled. “I don't think I've ever been so relaxed...or so turned on,” she admitted, laughing nervously.

“I'm feeling pretty turned on myself,” I said, as my hand rubbed up her thigh stopping just short of her labia. I could feel her pubic hair touching my hand. “If you're comfortable with it, I could do some sexual touching too...I will stop if you tell me...immediately.”

I held my hand on her thigh, ready to take things to the next level with her permission.

Andrea seemed uncertain. “Um, okay,” she said. “I'll tell you if I want you to stop. I've, um, never been touched by a woman.”

“This is your lucky day,” I assured her. I continued to massage her back with one hand while I gently cupped her pussy. Then very slowly I rubbed her moist petals and slipped two fingers inside her.

Instinctively she rose to my touch, pushing my fingers deeper. Groaning with pleasure, she even shivered for a moment.

“Physical touch is so important,” I crooned to her, as I pushed my fingers in and out, rubbing her pussy lips just the way I like my own rubbed.

“You know,” I said. “If you turn over, I can do this even better.”

Andrea did as I asked, keeping her eyes closed. I saw that her breasts were responding to me too, so I spent a few minutes massaging them and gently pulling on each nipple before I continued to reach my fingers deep into her wetness, this time focusing on her g-spot.

Andrea was getting really worked up now. I was sure Russell could probably hear her moans. I leaned in close to her face and whispered, “You are so fucking sexy, Andrea.”

She opened her eyes, looked into mine and then she surprised me again. She leaned her face up and she kissed me right on the lips!

Well, it was on! I kissed her back passionately, and continued to stroke her g-spot. Her groans became even louder.

I pulled my fingers out and began to very softly rub her clitoris between two flattened fingers. I could tell she was close to orgasm and thought I might be able to coax it out of her.

I was right! She came right there on my table under my hand, her kisses on my lips. My pussy was engorged by now. I was horny as fuck!

Russell must have heard the commotion and walked in without us noticing, we were so caught up in our moment together.

When I looked up and saw him standing there with that shocked look on his face, I felt disappointed that my fun was about to end but happy that I could facilitate their sexual reunion.

“Come here, Russell,” I said. “Your wife would rather have your hands than mine on her, I'm sure.”

Andrea leaned up on her arm and looked at her husband. “Oh, Russell, I'm so sorry...for everything.”

Russell walked over and I stepped back to let them have some space. “I'm sorry too, Andrea. I want our marriage to work. I just need you to tell me how I can prove to you that you can trust me.”

“It's not you, Russell,” Andrea admitted. “It's my own baggage that I've been using against you.” She sat up and kissed her husband.

Fully aroused by seeing the two of us making out, Russell deepened the kiss and began to squeeze his wife's tits. She groaned, pushing herself towards him.”

“Um, I guess I'll just leave you two alone,” I said quietly as I made to leave the room. It looked like I would be masturbating in the clean up area by myself.

“No, wait,” Andrea said. “Please, come back. I don't want you to leave.”

I came back to stand in front of her. Russell was sitting on the massage table beside her now. I stood between her legs and kissed her again, as she reached behind me and unclasped my bra.

Caught in the moment, we made out passionately till Russell spoke. “You two are driving me crazy,” he said.

We broke apart and looked at Russell. He was stroking himself in ecstasy, his eyes heavy lidded and smoldering as he watched his wife get dirty with me.

“Trade places with me, Andrea,” I instructed, so she was standing between my legs and I was sitting on the massage table.

“Would you mind putting your fingers in me?” I asked her. I didn't want to push her into anything that would make her uncomfortable.

“Sure,” she said huskily as we pressed our breasts against each other and her hand cupped my cunt.

I looked over at Russell, who didn't seem to know what to do.

“Stand behind your wife and fuck her, Russell,” I told him. I returned to kissing Andrea as her fingers brought me closer and closer to orgasm.

Russell started to fuck his wife while she fingered me. He stared into my eyes over her shoulder, but whispered sweet words to his wife, like, “Oh Andrea, I've wanted to fuck you for so long. I love you so much, baby. I love you so much.”

Andrea groaned and rubbed me faster and it took very little for me to come right there in her hand.

After waves of pleasure glided over me, I began to return the favour. As her husband fucked her from behind, I rubbed her clit with one hand and her tits with the other and kissed her fervently.

As she got closer, it was Russell who couldn't contain himself anymore. He held onto her hips as his thrusts became more urgent. “I'm going to come,” he said, panting.

I could tell he was trying so hard to hold out. Thankfully, he didn't have to wait long. His words must have triggered Andrea's release.

“Me too,” she exclaimed. “I'm coming! I'm coming!”

Russell lunged into her with a thrust of all thrusts and they came together in my arms. It was one of the most intense experiences of my entire life!

(I often think of it when I'm touching myself!)

Afterwards, Russell and Andrea got dressed. They left laughing and hugging. I felt like I'd truly helped them.  And I'd been paid and tipped very generously for my services.

Sometimes Andrea still comes to me for my special massages. And on Russell's birthday, we take our little party to a hotel room. But Russell never touches me. He only has hands for his wife.

I respect that. They are a really cute couple. 


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Thursday, November 1, 2018

She Needed A Man to Take Control and Give it to Her Hard

Darlene was tired of vanilla sex in relationships and disappointing one night stands when she was single. She was sure that sex could be more exciting.

She knew she could watch pornography to see what else was out there, but Darlene was scared someone would find out.

She was terribly shy and didn't know if her internet usage might be traced back to her. She wouldn't dare go into a sex shop and purchase a sex toy, never mind a sex tape!

But that didn't stop her from touching herself every night and most mornings too.

Darlene was a very horny woman.

When she walked down the street, the feel of her nipples rubbing on her bra and shirt would make her pussy wet.

When she saw an attractive man, she would imagine him naked with his long, hard cock inviting her to sit on it... and her body would tremble with arousal.

But sex in real life was never very exciting.

Darlene had no idea what it was she was missing but she knew there had to be more to life than masturbation and vanilla fake orgasms.

She was walking home one day, lost in thought about hard cocks and strong hands when she tripped on a curb and fell, splitting her knees on the cement.

She was grimacing in pain and seeing stars when Darlene felt a light touch on her back and heard a low, masculine voice beside her. "Are you okay?" he asked.

She focused her eyes to see a beautiful, muscular man with tattoos covering both his arms. He was wearing a hi vis vest and hard hat. One of the road workers.

"I think so," she responded, attempting to stand up. The gorgeous specimen of a man insisted on helping her. His light touch became firm as he lifted her to her feet.

"I'm sure I'll be fine," she said. "Thank you so much but I live right there." She pointed to her building.

As his hands fell away from her and she started towards her apartment, one of her knees buckled.

Mr. Beautiful was fast. She would have hit the ground again if not for his kind, strong hands catching her.

"Let me walk you to your door," he said. "My name is Jake Williams. I'm the Superintendent on this site."

Darlene felt her cheeks burn as she stared at the Greek God named Jake holding his beautifully sculpted arms out to help her. She also felt blood rushing to her pussy.

"Um," she stammered. "Sure, thank you very much. This is very embarrassing."

"Don't be embarrassed," Jake said. "We've all had our falls. It happens on the site all the time. But unlike you, we're all wearing safety gear. Now, how should we do this?" he asked.

First, Jake put one arm around Darlene's waist gripping her firmly under her breasts with her arm over his shoulder. But he was tall and she was short. His thumb grazed the under-curve of Darlene's breast and causing her nipples to harden.

Misinterpreting her gasp, Jake pulled his hands away. He assessed the situation and gauged the distance to her building. "There's no way around it," he said. "Trust me."

With that cryptic comment, he reached out and scooped Darlene into his amazing arms.

She couldn't help it, she burst into giggles. Jake smiled at her laughter as he carried her the short distance to her building and helped her inside and up the elevator to her door.

Trapped against his hard body for a full five minutes, Darlene was beside herself with arousal. She wondered, can he feel the electricity I'm feeling?

"Thank you very much, Jake," she said as he slipped her gently into a chair in her living room.

"Does anyone live here with you?" Jake asked. "I mean to take care of your wounds."

Darlene shook her head. "No, but I will be fine. Really, you've been so kind."

There was an awkward silence, then despite her shyness, Darlene threw caution to the wind before he could leave.

"Can you help me into my bedroom, before you go?"

When Jake nodded, then lifted her into his arms, the heat between Darlene's legs intensified. She pushed her breasts against him as discreetly as possible, thrilling at the sensation against her nipples.

Cheap thrills, she thought with amusement.

After placing her on the bed, Jake offered to clean her wounds and dress them before he left. "I have First Aid," he explained. Darlene thanked him and told him where to find the supplies.

When Jake returned,  he told Darlene to lie back. "I hope it doesn't make you uncomfortable but I think I need to pull your pants off very gently and get at those knees," he said kindly.

"I suppose it has to be done," Darlene said resignedly. But her heart was pounding, her panties were wet, and she couldn't believe she was about to be half naked with this beautiful man in her bedroom.

Jake pulled her pants off gently, like he promised, and cleaned and dressed the wounds on her knees. Darlene lay there wishing she could find the courage to invite him to her bed.

Finished with his ministrations, Jake stood and looked like he was going to leave.

"Wait," Darlene found herself saying. Jake looked at her expectantly. "I want to repay you for your kindness," she whispered, casting her eyes downward.

Jake leaned closer to hear her. He sat on the bed beside her. "What did you say?" he asked.

When Darlene turned to look at him, his eyes were heavy lidded and a thrill shot right from her heart to her clit.

Jake reached up to touch her face, then holding the back of her head, he smashed his lips onto hers, claiming her mouth with his tongue.

Darlene moaned in ecstasy. She was so aroused she thought she might come right then and there.

But Jake wasn't finished. Recognizing her moan as consent, Jake pulled his lips away long enough to pull his shirt over his head.

His chest was chiseled like his arms. Darlene stared at him with smoldering eyes. "You're so beautiful," she said.

She reached up and ran her hands over his chest and nipples, then down to cup his rock hard cock through his work pants.

Now Jake groaned. "It's going to take me a minute to get these boots off, Sweetie."

"I'll wait," Darlene replied huskily.

She had never felt so horny in her life! She pulled her shirt and bra off but left her panties on because of her wounds.

Jake saw her hesitation. He had finished undressing and now turned his attention to her.

"You're so beautiful," he said. But Darlene could not speak.

Jake's cock was incredible. She instinctively reached for it.

"Oh, I see," Jake said with barely held restraint. "You're a horny little slut, are you?"

No one had ever spoken to Darlene like that. She found herself nodding her head as Jake put his hand in her panties and slipped one finger into her wetness. "Yes!" she said. "Yes, I am!"

Darlene began to grind her hips in circles against his hand. She reached for his cock again.  "Please..." she begged.

"You want my cock, you horny little slut?" Jake asked, then he kissed her hard, holding the back of her head again, a handful of hair in his grasp. When he broke the kiss, Darlene was near tears.

"Yes, please," she begged again. "Please fuck me. Fuck me hard, Jake. I want your cock so bad."

Jake stood up. He positioned Darlene on the bed so he could climb between her legs. The scent of her cunt was on his fingers. She was so wet his cock slid into her like butter.

He went slow at first. Holding himself up with one hand, he massaged her breasts, taking in her beauty and the way she clawed at him and ground her clit against him.

Darlene gasped and moaned with pleasure. She was so close to coming.

"I'm going to come," she told him. Her breathing became more rapid and she thrust her lower body against him in circular motions.

"I'm beginning to think you like it rough," Jake said, teeth clenched as he pulled her hair slightly and bit her neck.

"Oh God!" Darlene said. "You're going to make me come!"

"You like that, you dirty little slut?" Jake asked.

"Yes!" she cried. "YES!"

And then Jake did something Darlene did not expect. Something that had never even occurred to her. He grabbed her throat. And he looked into her eyes. His grip was strong enough to thrill her but not enough to kill her. She could still breathe enough.

Instead of terrifying her, Darlene was out of her mind with arousal. On Jake's next thrust, she fell to pieces. The most intense orgasm she'd ever had exploded between her legs and spread throughout her body.

Jake loosened his grip on her throat and kissed her again while the waves of her orgasm slowly subsided.

"You are one wild woman," Jake said as he held himself hard inside her and firm against her. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

No, she told him. Please, she said. Do it again.

She came three more times with his hand on her throat and each time he called her a dirty, little slut and asked her "Do you like that? Do you like that?"

And finally she told him, "I want to feel your hot come on my tits. Please, it's your turn." Her eyes looked up at him imploringly.

Jake pulled out slowly and asked her to turn over. Darlene obliged. On her hands and bandaged knees, back arched, nipples grazing the pillow under her, she felt Jake's cock enter her slowly at first.

As his thrusts gradually became faster and harder, Jake put spit on his thumb and very gently played with Darlene's bum-hole. Her moans of pleasure let him know she was enjoying it.

He squeezed her ass cheek with his other hand as he got closer to coming. His thrusts became accentuated with grunts. He was a wild animal and she was answering his mating call.

Darlene was intoxicated with pleasure. And with one final, hard thrust, his seed exploded into her.

He caught her in his arms, with her breast in his hands, kissing her neck all stubble and goosebumps. Darlene felt in shock. Tears threatened because she was so fucking happy.

Jake had done what no man before him could do. He'd unlocked the secret to her sexual pleasure. He's given her true and absolute sexual release.

This sexy, muscular, tattooed bad boy was so fucking hot. Oh, she hoped they would be doing this again and again and again.

After a few minutes, Jake stood up and started to get dressed. "I suppose I should get back to work," he chuckled.

"What are you doing later?" Darlene asked.

"Well, I'm not a young man anymore but I have a feeling you can bring the teenager out in me...or, I'm sorry, would you like to go to dinner?"

Darlene laughed. "How about we eat in, here, at my place. I'll cook or I'll order in."

"That sounds great, thank you," Jake replied. He walked to the door and opened it.

"I'm sorry," he said before stepping out. "But I can't recall if I got your name?"

Darlene smiled and closed her eyes in pure contentment. Then she looked up him innocently and told him, "You can call me 'dirty, little slut.'"



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