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Ikuno was just a small, quiet town located in the mountains of Hyфgo, Japan. In the heart of the town was a small school called Genki Elementary. This particular school had an abnormally large number of girls attending since most of the male population was off fighting the war. One day, like any other, Ashurii, a twelve year old girl, was walking to school with her friends Jeimii and Chiffanii. “Did you hear about the new student joining today?” Asked Jeimii. “I heard it's an American boy, a rather good looking one at that.” “This might be your chance Ashurii, true love at last.” Giggled Chiffanii. “Ahh, cut it out... you know I don't like boys.” Exclaimed Ashurii. “BUT..” Replied Jeimii & Chiffanii. “Guys!!!” Yelled Ashurii. They continued walking to school, gossiping along the way.

As they arrived at school the girls went their separate ways to class. Ashurii had science first, as she walked down the hallway she got lost in thought then noticed the time so started to run for class. Just as she was about to enter the door she slipped and fell down to the floor. “Ouch.” Ashurii stated. “Here, let me help you.” said a voice she had never heard before, reaching their hand out. “Oh thanks.” Ashurii exclaimed. “No problem, by the way my name is Steven.” Said the voice. “Oh you must be the new transfer student.” “Yup, that's me, umm not to sound rude or anything but shouldn't you be in class already?” Asked Steven. “Oh shoot I'm late, thanks for the help, bye.” Said Ashurii as she ran to the class.

“Gomen nasai, sorry I'm late.” Announced Ashurii as she entered her class. “Please take your seat, our new student will be joining us soon.” Said Professor Ayumi. Ashurii takes her seat then a moment later Steven walks through the door and introduces himself to the class and is asked to take a seat. He sees Ashurii sitting near the window and takes the seat behind her. “Hi again.” Says Steven. “Shhh, class has begun.” Says Ashurii. After classes everyone went to lunch and Steven sat with Ashurii. “Why are you following me?” asked Ashurii. “Well we were never fully introduced, you know my name could I hear yours?” Asked Steven. Blushing, Ashurii states “Ashurii, Ashurii Hamasaki.” “Ashurii huh?.. I like that name.” Steven says. “Umm, thank you” Says Ashurii getting even redder in the face noticing his looks.
Ashurii and Steven sat eating lunch with Ashurii's friends gathered around talking to Steven about his life. Ashurii finished her lunch and put her tray away and left for the hallway, Steven followed. Ashurii noticed he was still following her so she stopped in front of the storage room and asked “What do you want?” Steven replied “You.” Steven pushed Ashurii into the storage room and locked the door behind them. “What are you doing? Help!” Yelled Ashurii. “Shhh, someone might hear you.” Steven says. Steven grabs hold of Ashurii's arm and pushes her against the back wall of the room. “You know what I want and no-one can hear you from in here so just give in.” Says Steven. “No!” Screamed Ashurii.

Steven ripped Ashurii's shirt open and pulled down her bra. He then started to caress her tits, licking her nipples in a circular motion. “No stop please, why are you doing this?” Asked Ashurii. Steven pulled himself back for a second and said “I'm doing this because I think you are beautiful.” Steven starts to suckle on her nipple and slides his right hand down into her pants and starts to finger Ashurii's virgin hole. “Nooo!!” Ashurii states with wide expression and tears starting to fall from her eyes. “I am going to make you my girl.” Said Steven. Ashurii starts to feel the pleasure of masturbation while Stevens fingers are still moving down on her.

Ashurii is pushed to the floor by Steven and Steven starts to undo Ashurii's pants. Ashurii at this point is just laying there with a sort of fear filled teary eyed face. Steven pulls her pants all the way off and her underwear down to her ankles. Steven then starts licking her young hairless pussy sucking in the juices she is making. “You are really starting to get wet now.” Says Steven. Steven then stands up and says to her “Suck it” as he pulls his ten inch dick out of his pants and shoves it in her face. Ashurii looks at him with fear for this was the first time she had seen a mans penis. Steven grabs her head and pulls her close and starts to rub his dick on her lips. “If you don't do it the whole school will just have to know what has gone on today.” Steven threatened.

Ashurii frightened about the thought of her friends finding out, less yet the whole school, took the dick with her hand and started to lick the head. Ashurii had then had her first taste of cock, and she loved it. Ashurii wanted more so she shoved it into her mouth and started to suck on it while licking the bottom with her tongue. Steven puts his hand on her head and starts to move her into sucking at a faster speed. Now Ashurii didn't know what was happening because she had never learned about sexual activities. He started to push his dick deeper inside her mouth and she kept sucking on it, then he gave her a final thrust and pressed her head up close. Steven then lets a load of cum inside her mouth, such a massive load Ashurii can't hold it and it goes right down her throat. Steven then pulls his dick out of Ashurii's mouth and Ashurii starts to cough and lets a small amount of cum drip from her lips.

“How does it taste?” Asked Steven. Ashurii, still startled by what happened looks at him and sees there is still more dripping from his dick. She licks her lip and realizes it tastes a bit strange to her but she can't help but want more. She grabs hold of his dick and starts sucking the leftovers into her mouth. “Now hold on, we need to go back to class now lunch is just about over.” Says Steven. Ashurii forgot where they were and just realized what just happened, she slid the dick out of her mouth and started to put her clothes back on. As Ashurii started for the door she says “ I don't know why but thank you.. it was good. Steven smiles and flips his dick back inside his pants and starts to head back to class with her.

“Geez Ashurii, where have you been?” Comes a screaming voice from behind them. It was her friend Chiffanii. “Umm sorry I have been showing Steven around the school.” Says Ashurii. Steven looks at Ashurii thinking She was smart for coming up with something like that after what happened. “Yeah she showed me all the classes I will need to go to, shes been a great help.” Says Steven. They all walk back to class together and continue with the school day. After school was let out they all walked home together and as Chiffanii and Jeimii turned off for their houses Steven continued to walk Ashurii home. As they reached the destination Ashurii says “look about what happened today.. I don't know how to say this but.. thanks I really liked it.” “No, thank you hopefully we can do it again soon, I'll see you later.” Steven says before he walks away.

The next day at school they all were outside playing kickball for physical education class. Steven was unable to play because he didn't know he had to bring a change of clothes so he sat on the grass watching. The girls were really into it, as the ball was flying all over the place. Suddenly the ball whacks Jeimii in the face and she falls down to the ground. The teacher goes over to find her unconscious. “Steven come here please.” Asked the teacher. Steven runs over to see what the teacher wants. “You look like a pretty rugged boy, it seems that she has been knocked unconscious, do you think you could carry her to the infirmary?” “Umm, yes ma'am.” Steven picked her up and started towards the school infirmary. When he gets to the infirmary, it seems the doctor went on lunch break so no-one is there.
Steven lays Jeimii on the infirmary bed and sits beside her. “Wow she is pretty beautiful.” Says Steven softly. Steven gets up and locks the door then goes back over to Jeimii. Steven then started to pull her shirt and bra off and felt her smooth breasts. “Hmph, she has small nipples.” Steven says then he starts to suckle on one. Jeimii regains consciousness and notices Steven sucking on her nipple. Jeimii smacks him and screams “Help.” “What are you doing to me where am I?” Asked Jeimii. “You're in the infirmary and I am trying to make love to you.” Replies Steven. Steven grabs some rope from the counter and climbs on top of her to hold her down. He then starts to tie her hands to the bed frame one by one. “No, you can't do this to me. Please stop, let me go!” Screamed Jeimii.

Steven grabbed some medical tape and taped her mouth shut. “Now we can't have anyone hear us okay?” Steven stated. Steven then starts to unzip her pants and pull them off, then the underwear. “Wow, your pussy is already so wet.” Says Steven as he starts to lick. Steven starts to undress himself and then lays on top of Jeimii on the bed. “do you want it inside you?” Asks Steven Sarcastically. Jeimii starts crying and tries to yank at her hands. Steven rubs his dick against her wet pink pussy and then thrusts it inside all at once. Jeimii is in extreme pain for this was her first time engaging in sexual activities. Steven thrusting his dick into her makes her start to bleed, but it only makes the sex feel better. “I have to make this quick.” Says Steven thinking that the nurse could get back at any time. Steven grabs Jeimii by the waist and starts to move a little slower to increase the please so he could cum faster.

Steven was just about to cum but he pulled it out and came all over her breasts and face. “I was kind enough to pull it out at the last minute, okay?” Says Steven. “You won't tell anyone about what has happened here or else you will look like a slut, gut it?” Steven asks as he pulls the tape off her mouth. “Okay, just please let me go, please.” Cried Jeimii. Steven let her loose and then started to clean the cum off her and get her dressed again. “Why did you do this?” Asked Jeimii. “I did it because you are an attractive young lady and I wanted you.” Replied Steven. “Ask yourself something before you label me a bad guy for what I have done... Did it feel good?” Asked Steven. Jeimii looks at Steven still tearing from the eyes and says “Yes... but why?” “That's simple you needed it and I will continue to give it to you so no worries.” Replied Steven.

Steven left Jeimii in the infirmary and headed back to class feeling much better. After classes were over and they went to lunch the others didn't even notice anything wrong with Jeimii. It was because Jeimii was smiling and gossiping as usual, Steven knew he didn't have to worry about her telling anyone. Now that Steven has tasted the pleasure of two young Japanese school girls he couldn't stop there. Chiffanii was still left out of all the action he thought, so after school that night he followed her home. Lucky Steven, her parents weren't home. Steven waited a while before he went up to the front door then knocked and Chiffanii answered.

Steven launched inside and locked the door behind him. “Steven?” Yelled Chiffanii. “That's right, I am here to take what's mine, your virginity.” Exclaimed Steven. “What?, No! Get out you pervert!” Screams Chiffanii. “I'm afraid I cant do that it seems the door is locked.” Steven says with a smirk on his face. Steven grabs hold of her and yanks her to the nearest bed he could find, it was her parents water bed. “This should do just fine.” Says Steven as he throws her on the bed. “I want to make this quick so I can leave before your folks get home okay?” Asked Steven. “No, stop!” Yells Chiffanii. She tries to get out but Steven starts to get impatient and smacks her across the face and throws her back on the bed. Then Steven rips the shirt right off her. “No bra ehh?” States Steven “How bout panties?” Steven grabs her skirt and yanks it off.

“Nope guess not.” Steven says while starting to shove his fingers inside her pussy. “What did I do to deserve this?” Asked Chiffanii. “You were born.” Stated Steven. He then striped all his clothes off and started to jerk it a little then told her to suck on it. She refused so Steven smacked her again then forced it into her mouth and said “If you bite I'll make sure you have no teeth afterwards.” She looked at the seriousness in his eyes and started to cry, thinking why, why me? He forced her into sucking it and once she got going he noticed she was extremely good at it. He is already at his limit so he releases a load of cum in her mouth and then takes it out and immediately after he shoves it in her pussy for round two. Chiffanii now moaning in pleasure is starting to like this new feeling of being penetrated and the taste of cum in her mouth. Steven starts to fuck her in an extremely hard and violent way then cums once more.

“Was that so bad now?” Asked Steven as he put his clothes back on. Chiffanii, out of breath continues laying there naked while Steven walks away. Steven walking back to his house starts thinking to himself... It's not enough, I need more. Steven thinks of an ingenious plan of getting all the girls together in one little place with no-one around and have three times the fun. So he went home and Chiffanii was penetrated for the first time.

The next day at school after periods were over he asked if they could all meet to have a little group talk after school near the locker rooms. So they all met at the locker rooms after school and Steven says “It's a little more private in here.” opening the door to the locker room. The girls thought nothing of it since it was a quiet place that they could talk and no-one was in there. Steven now locks the door to the locker room and tells them all “I have taken each of your virginities so you must do what I say or else I will make sure everyone knows about how we did it and where we did it.”

“Start striping.” Says Steven. The girls start to take off their clothes with no questions asked because they didn't care about him telling everyone, at this point they all just wanted to feel the joy of sex once more. So the three girls were standing there nude, and somewhat embarrassed to be that way in front of their friends. Steven takes all his clothes off and sits in a chair then says “You know what to do, now pleasure me then I will pleasure you.” so the girls went over to Steven, Chiffanii and Jeimii started to suck and lick his dick while Ashurii stood beside him and started to make-out with him. He started to grab Ashurii's tits and rub them gently. He started to thrust his dick into Jeimii's mouth while Chiffanii sucked on his sack.

This was the ultimate pleasure, they were all aroused, the girls were wet and fingering themselves at this point. Steve blew his load into Jeimii's mouth and then got up from the chair and asked Chiffanii to suck the leftovers off. After that Steven told the girls they could pleasure each other too, that they didn't need him. So Chiffanii and Jeimii started to lick each other out. Steven then grabbed Ashurii and said to her “I never did get to fuck you.” So he laid her down and slipped his hot dick inside her dripping wet pussy and started to pump his way into her. She was a tight young girl and it felt soo good to Steven. He was pumping away inside of her while the other two girls were sucking each others juices and fingering each other.

Steven gave a final thrust into her tight pussy and released a huge amount of cum inside her then pulled his dick out and had her suck on it. Ashurii now tasting her own juices mixed with cum is soo horny so she sucks his dick just perfect sucking it so he could feel the rush from her tongue sliding on it. He turns around and starts to lick her out while she is sucking on his dick until Ashurii Climaxes for the first time. Steven then gets up and rolls Ashurii over and shoves his dick in from behind and starts to fuck her slowly. Steven feels he is about to climax so he turns Ashurii over and jerks his dick so the cum would cover her beautiful face.

The other two girls having been playing with each other for this long were just finishing climaxing as well. They all were extremely happy and loved each other very much. They continued their happy relationship for years to come, then eventually Ashurii became a mom and Steven the dad. As for the other two they moved in with each other and still play with each other, they even bought a strap-on so they could feel that pleasure again. This has been a Story made by the artist Bryan Colby please enjoy yourselves hope you didn't get too excited.

Last week I got a phone call from Komal telling me how horny she was and how she wanted me to come over to her apartment and do something about her condition. Having nothing better to do, I told her I would be right over. We have been together a few times and there are very few things that are more fun than alleviating Komal's feelings of horniness. Although not attractive in the conventional way, she is extremely sensuous so we hugely enjoy making love together.

That day was no exception. After she buzzed me through the security door, I walked up the flight of stairs to her floor and knocked on her door in our prearranged way. When she let me in I saw the reason Komal was being so cautious. She was standing in her hallway, completely naked, even barefoot, and smiling lasciviously at me. Her breasts are small but her nipples are big and I knew they were already erect and waiting to be caressed by my tongue. There is a roll of fat around her belly but her body felt good to me as I hugged her tightly and kissed her rather plain but smiling face."I'm really glad to see you, Suhail. C'mon" I followed Komal down the short hallway to what I knew to be her bedroom, watching her short, blonde ponytail swinging as she walked. Once in the room, I knew what she wanted me to do so, after removing my shoes and socks, I lay down on my back, otherwise fully dressed, with a pillow under my head. Komal sprawled full length on top of me and started kissing my face. "Nice of you to come over on such short notice," she said to me after kissing my eyes. Before I could answer, her tongue was in my mouth, seeking mine and finding it easily."Nothing I like better than coming here to see you," I answered when she took her tongue out of my mouth. Komal smiled, opened her mouth again and we resumed kissing and mingling our tongues until she pulled back and started unbuttoning my shirt.

When she was through with the buttons, I sat up so she could remove it and toss it onto the floor.I lay back down. Komal straddled my waist and leaned forward so I could reach her breasts with my mouth. With her hands cupped under them, she presented the first one to me and, after I had licked the large, firm nipple a few strokes, she moved to present my mouth with the other. As she moved from side to side to let her nipples and my tongue mutually pleasure each other, she was cooing happily and I could smell her pussy juices and feel them trickling out onto my belly."I really love it when you lick my pussy, Suhail, but now I need you to suck my boobies," Komal said, unnecessarily as she leaned closer to me so I could take a breast into my mouth. Although they are small, I was able to get a nice mouthful and suck on it while my tongue caressed her nipple and areola. She was sighing and murmuring her pleasure with what I was doing, and my mouth was also enjoying the feel of her soft flesh on my lips and the hardened ridges of her nipples against my tongue. For a long time, we continued, with Komal alternating pushing her breasts into my mouth until it was time for me to start eating her pussy.

She sat up and lifted one knee over me so she was kneeling beside me. After turning on that knee and swinging her other leg over my body, she was facing my crotch where my erect cock was tenting the pants I was still wearing, and her beautiful, wet pussy was staring me in the face, although still too far away for me to lick. Komal immediately changed that, backing toward me on her knees to press against my face so I could start doing what we both wanted me to do. Once she had stretched her legs out beside my head and I had curled my hands around her hips to spread her plump ass cheeks, we resumed our love-making. I admired her cute pink rosebud but Komal doesn't like me to lick her there or put my finger into her so I wouldn't.

Although we were in the 69 position, she would not be sucking my cock. Komal gets no particular enjoyment from that and, in my case at least, considers sucking a man off to be a waste of an erection. She does like to look at my cock and play with it, though, and when I started licking the fresh pussy juices from her thighs, crotch and everywhere else I could find them, Komal unfastened my pants and pushed them down my legs. I bent my knees so she could pull them off around my feet and toss them aside. I was wearing just my undershorts and Komal pushed them down and reached into the waistband so she could take my cock out to fondle and lick.

By the time my cock was in her hands, I had finished savoring her juices and my tongue was caressing her between one pair of inner and outer pussy lips. Starting at their origin just below Komal's pink love hole, I licked this very soft and smooth area, immensely enjoying the feel of it on the tip of my tongue. She enjoyed it too and her pussy was squirming above me as I licked farther along the pair of lips.

When I reached the end of her inner lip, where it merges with its opposite number to form her clit hood, the squirming had graduated to slowly fucking down into my face. As I caressed the top of the hood, her cooing changed to moans of pleasure and fresh juices spurted out onto my chin."Keep licking me there, Suhail," she murmured. "I love it when you lick my clit." I hadn't actually touched her clit yet but I changed that, curling my tongue under the hood to gently fondle that extremely sensitive place. "Oh!" she gasped at this very intimate contact. "Yeah! Yeah! Like that."


Komal was on top but I still controlled where my tongue went and I didn't want to spend too much time licking her clit just yet. I wanted her to cum big, so both of us would get the most pleasure possible from it, and that meant not too quickly. First I wanted both of us to enjoy what my mouth and her pussy could do for each other so I brought my tongue back to the place where I had started, below her pink love channel.

This time, after devouring all her fresh juices, I licked the other pair of pussy lips in the same way, slowly, covering the same surfaces many times over. I delighted in the way Komal's inner lip felt, spongy from engorgement with fluid. When I reached the hood that protects her precious love button, I caressed her there again, happily listening to her ecstatic moans, ending in whimpers, and her pleas to me to lick her clit so she could cum. I could tell, from the spongy feel of her lips, the way her ecstatic moans were ending in whimpers and the volume of the fresh juices gushing from her pussy that she was ready to cum.Once again, I started at her wet, pink hole, this time probing in at the edges with my tongue. One thing I like about doing this, especially from this angle, is the way her delicious juices spurt directly onto my tongue as it is thrust into her. Another thing I like is the way her pussy was writhing and squirming above me as if trying to wrap itself around my face. By the time I reached the top of her love hole, my tongue, as it probed the edges, was indirectly stimulating her clit. That was not enough for Komal, though, and she slid her body slightly downward so her adorable love button popped right into my mouth. I decided it was time anyhow, so I started sucking on it and caressing the swollen sides and top with my tongue."Yes! Yes!" Komal cried out when she felt my mouth where she wanted it, and doing what she wanted. "Suck my clit! Make me cum!"

That was my intention and, less than a minute later, "Oh! Oh, my God! I'm cumming," she trilled. Komal ground her pussy into my face and I could hear and feel her feet kicking the mattress on either side of me. My hands kept a tight grip on her ass cheeks because I didn't want her to slip off me and my lips kept a tight grip on her clit because I didn't want her pulling away from me until she was through cumming.

When she climaxed, it was with a shout of triumph and a strong push of her pussy against my face. After her orgasm, Komal lay quietly on top of me and I licked up the nectar from her thighs, crotch and everywhere on the outside her pussy. There was a pool of her juices inside her precious love hole but I left them, even though I knew they would have been even more delicious than those I did devour. I was fully aware that, after regaining strength from her orgasm, Komal would want to fuck, and the juices would be needed for lubrication.It didn't take long before she was ready. "That was wonderful, Suhail. You did wonders for my pussy with your mouth. I hope you can do the same with this." As she spoke, she was fondling my cock, which was still erect."Well, there's only one way to find out, isn't there?"

Komal didn't answer right away, but rolled off me, turned and slid over to the nightstand beside the bed. She took a condom from the drawer, removed the wrapper and knelt beside me, rolling the contraceptive on to where it belonged. With my cock in her hand, ready for action, she straddled my legs and rose up to crouch over me. Before she slipped it into her pussy, Komal answered my question.

"Well, then, let's find out, shall we?" Komal smiled lewdly at me, knowing my answer.

As I smiled back at her and nodded my head, Komal held her pussy open with the fingers of one hand while the other held my cock against the wet hole it would soon be fucking. She was dripping from the juices I had left there and the fresh ones she was already secreting, and she rubbed the head of my cock against the wetness. With both of us properly lubricated, she eased the tip into her waiting pussy, sighing happily as she felt it wedge inside.I sighed happily too as I felt Komal start to envelop my cock. Still crouching, she lowered herself farther, stopping after two more inches had slipped into her pussy. Before continuing, she grinned and said "So far it feels pretty good. Let's see what happens when the whole thing is in me."

Having no need to say anything, I grinned back. She was so wet and eager to fuck that juices were running from her pussy, down my cock and soaking into my pubic hair, but she wanted to take it slow and make it last. Putting her hands on my chest to support some of her weight, Komal raised herself until just the head of my cock was still inside her pussy, paused, and lowered herself again, taking in more of my cock and cooing from the pleasure it was already giving her as it spread open her tight hole. Over and over she raised and lowered herself, grimacing in pleasure every time her pussy enveloped more of my cock, until her pubic hair was mingling with mine.

"Ooooo, that feels even better," Komal murmured and lowered herself so her upper body could lie full length on top of me with her legs stretched out beside of mine. We both enjoy the full body contact of this position and I especially enjoyed her hard nipples digging into my chest.As Komal sprawled on top of me with part of her weight supported by her elbows, I curled my hands up and rested them on her soft, round ass. By bending my knees I spread her legs farther apart so my cock could penetrate a fraction of an inch deeper. Komal expressed her additional pleasure and started fucking with long, slow strokes.Pushing herself forward with her feet and pulling with her arms, she moved on top of me until just the head of my cock remained inside her pussy. After pausing for a second, she reversed direction to once again envelop my cock. Just as she hat taken my hard shaft almost all the way back in, I thrust forward to meet her, pushing down on her hips. Komal cooed happily as we both enjoyed the soft collision of our bodies and my entire cock was once again embedded in her pussy.Her cooing became louder and evolved into moans of pleasure as we continued stroking, slowly, and with a minimum of contact between her clit and my cock. Both of us wanted to make it last as long as we could and when we were ready to cum, she would change her position. Until then, we would fuck slowly, building up our level of bliss until we had reached the point of ecstasy.

Although Komal's pussy is tight, her juices were flowing so heavily that my cock glided easily in and out. For a long time, she slid back on forth on top of me as we whispered to each other how great it was. Sometimes I kissed her and sometimes she kissed me. The longer we continued, the more erratic her movements were becoming as she writhed on top of me, her pleasure mounting. Abruptly, she slid too far forward and my cock slipped out of her wet pussy. For a moment, all four of our hands groped for the slippery shaft until Komal held it, put the tip inside her pussy and slid back until my cock was back where it belonged.

We both giggled about the sudden emergency and she started using shorter strokes.We were having such a marvelous time that neither of us wanted it to end but we both knew it would. As we continued slowly fucking, I could feel pressure mounting in my groin. "I'm getting ready to cum," I whispered into her ear."Me too," she responded.With my cock embedded deeply in her pussy, Komal moved slowly to avoid dislodging it. She pushed against my chest to raise her upper body and brought her knees forward until she was in the cowgirl position, kneeling on the bed while straddling my body. She smiled down at me and started stroking her pussy up and down on my cock from the different angle."Ohhhh, that feels so good on my clit," she murmured.

It felt good to me too, as she slowly raised and lowered herself, my cock scraping against the base of her most sensitive spot as she engulfed it with her pussy and again when she rose back up. I put my hands on her ass cheeks, partly to guide her because I knew she would soon lose some control of her movements, and partly because I liked fondling her there. At first, her movements were slow but, as we continued, she increased the speed of her strokes. I fucked up into her, matching the faster pace."Uh! Uh! Uh!" Komal whimpered as she moved up and down on top of me. I was moaning also as incredible pleasure radiated from my cock and coursed through my entire body.Faster and faster we fucked. "Give it to me!" Komal demanded, and I did, but mostly she was giving it to herself. I raised my hands to the sides of her hips, more concerned with helping her stay safely in place than with feeling her soft skin."Yes! Yes!" she pleaded. "Fuck me! Fuck me harder!" I rammed my cock in and out of her pussy as hard as I could and, moments later, "Oh! Oh! I'm cumming!" she cried out joyfully.Komal's body was so out of control from the ecstasy that flooded through her that I had to take command.

While she pitched and tossed on top of me, I drove my cock in and out of her pussy, shoving down on her hips for the deepest penetration and to make the best contact with her clit. For several minutes, tremendously pleasurable for both of us, she continued cumming, until she climaxed with a great jerk of her body. I held her in place and pounded my cock into her until my entire buildup of bliss flooded my groin and I climaxed, ejaculating into my condom. I fucked into her pussy for a few more strokes until I was done, and then I let her fall forward on top of me.We lay together, with her sprawled on top of me, each of us telling the other how great it had been. My cock softened and slipped out of her pussy, followed by a gusher of her fresh juices. They smelled wonderful and I regretted not being able to lick them off her, but both of us were too contented to move just then.Thank you for reading this story. I hope you had as much fun as Komal and I did. I like writing stories on this site but I like it a lot more when I know that people are reading and enjoying them. That's why I always appreciate it when readers take the time to express their opinions by voting. Like most other writers on Literotica, I practically live for feedback from readers, either public comments or email to me. Such comments help me to write more and better stories, and I respond to them whenever I can.

How I came to be in a luxury hotel room with no clothes, no shaving kit, and no money or I.D. as checkout time approached is a story of sexual fantasy come true with a few negative side effects.
My wife had taken a flight on Friday morning to visit her sisters which guaranteed several days of non-stop talking on her part and no time to bother calling home. So, I got in our roadster with the top down and drove to a nearby city about four hours away.

First, I got a suite high atop one the city’s best hotels with big picture windows I could leave open to enjoy a view of the skyline at night. Then I went to a nearby lingerie store and purchased a black satin and lace panty to wear under my otherwise all male slacks. I also picked up a complete outfit with stockings, garter belt, thong, balconette bra, etc. that fit my fancy for the girl I intended to coax up to my room later. Judging from a recent photo of her I found on the Internet, she would still be about the same size as she was ten years earlier when she used to beg me not to leave her.

What an ordeal that was. She was a sexy and well educated oriental girl with very full C-sized breasts, tiny waist, and nice curvy hips. She had the full lips just made for sucking cock, or another woman’s nipple, and she was pretty damn cute too! But what an insecure problem she was. Always unhappy and fighting but would grab your leg and not let you go out the door if she thought you were mad at her.

A lot of time has now passed and through some playing around on the Net a few weeks earlier I had learned that she still lived in the city and was single. She still looked great and was obviously on the dating scene as I found her bio in an on-line personals listing.

Just thinking about Ling’s great little body and full breasts packaged in black lingerie was enough to make my cock grow and rub against the ever so stimulating satin panties that were holding it in tight. I was ready.

I had contacted Ling via the personal ad but used another name and description. Knowing her well made it fairly easy to appeal to the things she liked and to get a commitment to meet at the hotel’s well-known French restaurant for a blind date over dinner. One thing hadn’t changed about Ling: when she thought she smelled money she aggressively followed the trail. (Maybe that’s why she’s still single, she just scared too many guys away?)

I spent the rest of the afternoon getting the suite ready with fresh flowers, champagne, lingerie laid out in the dressing room, sex toys and lubricant in the drawer by the bed, and the right lighting and music. Then I showered and spent some extra grooming time trimming my pubic hair to just about a quarter of an inch thick. She used to like that and it does make my cock look larger.
Before time to meet in the hotel’s piano bar, I enjoyed a cigar and sipped a cocktail while I thought about all of the fantasies Ling had shared with me years before. Maybe I could help bring a few to fruition tonight.

“Right on time,” I thought as I spotted Ling walking through the elegant lobby and matching its style perfectly.
I was glad to see the long, form fitting black dress with the slit up the side and the plunging neckline showing off her very well endowed chest. She had her long black hair in small curls which added volume and body. “Very sexy improvement,” I thought as she moved closer to the bar area.

Now, it was time to see if all would go well or if I would be trolling the clubs later in the evening. We had not left on very good terms. In fact, she was furious when I told her it was over and she spitefully broke several things in my house to prove it. Here I was about to play with fire again!
As she walked toward the entrance steps which lead up to the elevated bar area, I stood and walked down to greet her extending my hands.
“Ling, it’s wonderful to see you again!” I enthusiastically said as I moved toward her.
“Jack, I’m surprised to see you. You act as if you expected to see me here,” she said with a bit of a confused look beginning to show.
“Very perceptive of you Ling,” I said as I took her hands in mine for an extended greeting-shake.
“I was expecting you,” I said as I hugged her hello.
“I’m the guy you are coming to meet from the personal ad, sorry for the lie but I wasn’t sure you’d come otherwise,” I said quietly in her ear as we hugged briefly.

She was a bit stunned with the turn of events so I took her by the arm and ushered her to a seat up in the bar area. Just as we sat down the waiter brought what I hoped was still her favorite drink as I had given instruction to do so upon her arrival. Whether it was still a favorite or just the shock of the situation was not clear but she certainly hit the booze quick and hard.
I waited silently until she was ready to speak and then leaned forward and grasped and held her delicate hands across the table.
“I can’t really say that I’m sorry it is you, Jack,” she said with an improving countenance.
“Most of the men I’ve met in the last couple of years have been so unexciting. You’d think that with good careers and some money they’d at least own a nice suit or know what fork to use at dinner but it’s been really hard to find anyone who even knows that there is a restaurant nicer than Bennigan’s or Chili’s,” she said with some frustration showing.
“Does that mean you’ll make use of that beautiful dress and stay for dinner with me?” I asked already knowing the answer.
“If you’re buying, I’m staying,” she said laughing good naturedly.

We spent the next three hours over drinks, dinner, and cordials catching up in some areas and purposely avoiding others. I did tell her that I was happily married but just had not been able to get her out of my thoughts for some time. I knew this would please her as she always tended to define herself as the center of the universe.

We did a little dancing on the small dance floor in the bar off of the dining room where a very pretty black jazz singer was playing piano and singing. As we danced we got very close and Ling could easily feel my cock pushing against her and did nothing to move away.
“Ling, you are as sexy as the first time I saw you,” I said as we sat down after a good bit of dancing.
“Thanks, but not true,” she said.
“Jack, if you remember when I met you I was all t-shirts and sweat pants with no clue how to truly be a woman. All I knew was long hours of grad school study, pizza, and silly college boys who would ejaculate at just getting a feel of my boobs,” she said as she grasped my hands.
“O.K., I guess that is true,” I agreed.
“Let me put it you this way then,” I continued. “You look as sexy tonight as you did eleven or twelve years ago when we came here for a weekend and I spent the day dressing you at Neiman-Marcus and that fun little lingerie store owned by that sexy French lady.”
“I remember,” Ling said as she began to smile and blush slightly.

I stood and as I pulled her up toward me I said: “Let’s make another memory to last the next decade or so.”

Without waiting for a reply I began walking Ling to the elevator remembering that the last time we were in it together she was so tipsy from champagne that she was having trouble standing in the new high heels we had bought earlier in the day. This time she was much more sober and in control and it was fairly clear that I was no longer a teacher but an equal.

As we rode the elevator to the top floor we appropriately kissed and mauled each others bodies with our hands finding it hard to stop when the elevator reached my floor.
Down the hallway and into the same suite we had enjoyed years before we went with a flood of emotions and excitement. As we stepped over the threshold and closed the door I scooped Ling up into my arms and carried her to the bedroom where I placed her on the oversized bed and began to kiss her body beginning at her stocking encased toes.

I undressed Ling one piece of clothing at a time and was pleased to see that she didn’t need the things I had purchased as she had learned from me the power of good dressing underneath. I left her stockings and garter belt in place and nuzzled her nipples through the very sheer fabric of her bra until they were so hard that they pulled the tight fabric out into points.
Then I moved Ling into a kneeling position before me on the plush carpet of the floor. She unbuckled my belt, unzipped my trousers, and knowing me well didn’t even think twice about the black lacy panties holding back my very hard and wet cock. She started using her hot breath through the fabric to tease my cock and excite me even more.

Eventually, Ling pulled my slick, wet cock free and kissed the bulging head with her full, red lips. She circled her tongue around the swollen head playing with my semen while she tightly grasped the shaft with her hand.

“Incredible,” I thought as she took my cock into her hot mouth and began to suck me as she fondled my balls and squeezed my ass through the silky material.
“Ling, I want you to suck me until I shoot my come in your mouth. I want you to take my come in your mouth and let it run out over your chin. Will you do that for me?” I asked in a commanding way.
She just smiled yes the best she could with her mouth full of cock and began stroking my shaft as she stimulated my cock head with her expert Chinese tongue. Her other hand knew what I liked and quickly found its way to my sensitive asshole where it began to apply slight pressure.

Ling knew what to do to make me come and she knew that by me coming early and quick that I would be able to fuck her for a much longer time later. She sucked me like no other girl had done in years. Her finger pushing against my asshole, her hand stroking my shaft faster and faster, and her mouth working over the end of my cock with hot slick motions, soon had me ejaculating with my first orgasm of the night. And, as agreed, she took my come in her mouth and then looked up at me from her kneeling position with her big lovely eyes and my come trailing out of her mouth in long glistening strings.

What a sight she was before me. I pulled her up to me and held her body tight. I began to nuzzle her neck beneath her ears which I knew from the past would have her near orgasm in a matter of moments. I reached down her back and squeezed her small ass cheeks and began to slide my fingers across her equally sensitive asshole. As we continued, we moved back onto the bed where I placed a pillow under her ass and lowered my mouth to her sweet pussy.

I licked, explored, and nibbled until Ling was arching her back and squeezing me with her thighs bucking in wild orgasm which I kept going as long as I could.
I immediately moved up, lifting her ankles to my shoulders, and placed my cock at the entrance of her pussy. With just slight pressure my cock entered her small body and she began to caress her own nipples as I began to fuck her with my now hard cock.

As I fucked her I began the dirty talk that I used to employ to get her so very worked up. I could make her come over the phone telling her stories about what was happening to her and putting her mentally through forbidden fantasies. That was one thing she really, really liked with me and I suspect that no one else had been able to do well since.

I told her to imagine a gorgeous, long-haired, bronze-skinned Latina lowering her shaved pussy down over her mouth while I fucked her. I told her to lick this Latin goddess and make her come all over her face. As I described this Ling’s eyes were closed and her tongue was moving around out of her mouth as she participated in the vision I was describing.

I told her how this lovely Latina had sucked my cock earlier in the day and how she had swallowed all of my come because I promised her that a pretty oriental girl would lick her pussy tonight. Ling began moaning loudly as she imagined the girl’s pussy spread over her face and being made to please another woman.

Ling really got off on these fantasies but to the best of my knowledge had never been with another woman.
I told her that the Latina was coming on her face and pinching her nipples as she shook with her orgasm. Ling’s hands began pinching her own nipples hard and her face moved side to side as she imagined the sexy lesbian action.

Suddenly, I pulled my cock from her pussy and moved beside Ling’s head, stroking the last few stokes with my hand as I neared orgasm. Finally I shot my load all over her face as I told her it was the hot nectar of her beautiful Latina lover’s pussy. She smeared it all over her skin with one hand while the other buried itself between her legs rubbing her clit fast and hard. Within a short moment Ling was coming again with her back arched and her ass lifting off of the pillow as she did.

After this we showered together during which time Ling finger-fucked my ass which I really love. Afterward, she discovered the new lingerie I had purchased and put on the fresh lace.
We sat together with the lights off looking out the picture windows at the city and shared extremely dirty, personal fantasies that my wife seems not to want to hear and that she probably hasn’t been able to share with anyone either.

Later, sitting on the sofa, Ling sat facing and astride of me and lowered herself on my cock while I sucked her wonderful tits. This produced a very satisfactory orgasm for both of us and after we went to sleep between the soft sheets of the huge bed.

At about 4 a.m., I awoke to find Ling moving herself on top of me into a 69 position. She lowered her pussy over my face and took my cock into her mouth. We stayed in this position for a long while until we both fell asleep on our sides in the same position. We would wake up and lick and kiss each others genitals at various intervals of time.

Later in the morning as the sun was filling the room with the first light of day, Ling crawled on top of me and lowered her pussy over my cock and began fucking me hard and fast. Eventually, I shot my come deep into her body and she collapsed on top of me breathing heavily in my ear as she recovered from the intense exercise.

We shared breakfast in the dining area of the suite wrapped in the luxurious terry robes the hotel had long been famous for providing.
After breakfast Ling took a shower and dressed. She turned on the television as I went to shower.

When I came out of the shower the only clothes left in the room was the robe I had in the bathroom with me. My wallet was gone, my clothes were gone and Ling was gone. Hell, she even took the sex toys from the nightstand that we hadn’t even used!

“Well,” I thought. “This isn’t a very good situation but if it’s the price I have to pay for the past fourteen hours then so be it.”

After a short panic I remembered that this is a luxury hotel and they already have my credit card. Getting them to send some clothes around wouldn’t be a big deal and I decided I would use the delay as an excuse to spend another night. My guess was that after a hot phone call describing a tall Brazilian beauty licking her pussy, Ling would give up the little payback deal and come back for some more cock. Who knows? I might even find her an Hispanic playmate for real!

Cassandra breathed in the fresh summer morning air as she walked to the basketball court. Lee had invited her to come see the freestyle and she wasn't gonna miss it, especially since Omarion would be there.

Oh yea, Omarion, captain and quarter-back player on the basketball team, member of the school newspaper, most chased after guy in school, at the head of the top 3 list for THE MOST HANDSOME GUY and best of all ...Omarion The Black god, Cassandra’s' personal title to him.

Cassandra knew he'd never go for someone like her, Omarion was black through and through. Rumor was he never dated white girls and stuck to his own kind. Cassandra looked at her body and wondered if it was possible to change the pigments in her color, after all if Michael Jackson could do it, so could she...anything just to spend a few months....ok maybe days...or even hours in his arms ....and if possible in his bed screaming with unthinkable pleasure while his hands dipped low in side her very being and his mouth sucking her perky breast

She hugged her arms round her chest suddenly ashamed of her breast. They were a size A and definitely what African Americans guys weren't looking for in a girl. She had a tiny waist and thanks to all those sports she was doing, her body was real fit and great.

‘Cassy!' lee, Cassy's best friend and cheerleader, yelled from where she sat with her girls. 'ova here, I saved a sit for you.'

Cassy joined lee by the bench and took the booze offered to her. 'So who else is here?' she asked

'Basically everyone who's anyone...the jocks, cheerleaders, debonair, preppies, ordinaries...you name it...even your type is here.' she said eying her.

'My type?'

'You know what I mean. The ones who slide away from view and prefer to hide their heads in books and watch their crush from afar.' she winked.

Cassy was shocked to say the least, she'd never told lee about her feelings for Omarion 'what you talkin’ about?'

'Oh puh-lease you don't fool me one bit, I’ve seen the way you look at him...and don't try and deny it, it's so obvious. See? You’re even blushin’ as I speak Cassy...' she paused 'you do know Omarion’s a BIG time playa don'tcha?'

Cassy nodded. Lee took in a deep breath then continued 'I don't know what else to say but, be careful and don't let him break you heart iight?' I nodded again. 'Good' and she turned back to watch the game.

The thing is it's easy for lee; all she has to do is sit down like the queen she is and wait for her little subjects to come running to her. lee's the all American girl, apart from the fact that she's oriental, she’s about 5'8, same as Cassy, her long black hair went past her waist and her boobs were the kinds that cried out to the guys for a titty fuck. She was perfect and knew it, and made almost every guy's life a living hell because of it. Lee’s idea of a long term relationship was three weeks of pure heavenly bliss and then it was over for the miserable guy. At least she made it worth your time.

Cassy's eyes caught Omarion’s movement just as he was about to slam dunk into the basket. He was definitely all man and with his body language, it was obvious. Everything about him screamed PLAYER from his silver BMW6series to the timberlands’ on his feet. She signed and dreamily looked at his figure, what she wouldn't do to get with him. She just knew he was the type to take a girl out and treat her right and for dessert...even righter! She could feel her pussy getting all moist from the thought of what he would do if he ever noticed her.

Both of them in the woods, his chocolate body on top of her milky skin, his mouth on her breast teasing and biting, sucking and fondling. Her screams would definitely be proof of that, and right after he was done with her breast he'd enter her slowly and with enough effect to last a century. Sex would be like lighting clashing with thunder and the climax... the climax couldn't even be compared with the love making, the climax would be all burning consuming fire.

Cassy shivered with incredible delight and her eyes which she was about to close froze up, Omarion was staring right at her with a curious look on his face, then he grinned and his eyes told hers 'I know you're watchin’ me'. He winked and turned continuing with his game.

Hours later, the game was over 'damn, did you see that Cas?' lee cried as she touched her arm 'that game was excellent, those guys are real good. We’re definitely gonna win next season. And did you see Jordan staring at me, trust me girl he wants me. He wants me real bad; I could smell him smelling ma pussy all the way from the court...' Cassy smiled at her friend while debating her own demons. Did Omarion really see her? Or was it someone behind her? She was so scared it would actually be someone, she refused to turn around and see.
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Next day she was awoken with a ring 'baby, it's me!!' cried lee on the other end, I’m coming over, so get dressed and get your sexy butt downstairs before I get there, got something interesting for you', bye sweetie' and the phone went dead.

Cassy was downstairs in fresh clothes by the time lee arrived, 'I have two things to tell you,' lee said as she banged the front door behind her 'I’ve got a date with Jordan, and...Wait a minute where's your shoes, cum on!! i don't have all day!!' she cried dragging Cassy back to her room and then out the front door in the next second.

'Where we off’ to?' Cassy asked

'shoppin'.

'Why’s that?'

'cos I got a date silly,'

'Yea but why you draggin’ me along? We hardly ever go shoppin’ together.’

Lee laughed her 'thas so funny and silly' laugh, 'you’re coming along cos’ It’s a double date.'

'leeeeee, you know I’m not good with this things.'

'It’s with Omarion, now stop whining.' she said and flashed a smile at Cassy.

Cassis' mouth widened in surprise. 'Omarion? You got me a date with Omarion? I don't know if I should kiss you or hit you.!! This is great! But...wait a minute, I ‘thought Omarion isn't into white chicks?'

'He isn't, but I got Jordan, my date, to coerce Omarion into coming along.'

'So he doesn’t know I’m his date?' she said, her hope going down

'Well he knows he's got a date.' lee said trying to be helpful. 'Oh baby,' she said as she saw the look of despair on her friends face 'cheer up, he won't bite if he find out it's you. In fact I think he'll be trilled.'

'And why would you think that?'

'cos anyone lucky enough to go out with you would be trilled. Look at you. You’re absolutely gorgeous, you face, your body, your hair. You know what? I think you should be a porn star. You’ll be just perfect!'

Cassy smiled 'you know, any other day I’d be insulted by what you said.'

'I know baby thas why I picked today. Now loosen up gurl, I’m beginning to feel yo tension too.' lee winked at her and smiled

For her date with Omarion, Cassy had decided to wear a baby blue mini dress with white high heels and matching purse. They were going to The Dope, a club just out of the neighborhood. Cassy wasn't used to going on double dates and she was dying to know how Omarion would react. He was going to come pick her up by a fountain which was near McDuckys and he'd been giving her phone number to call her when he was there. Which was were she was by 9, her blond hair was blowing in her face and she was afraid it would ruin her make-up and so she packed it up in a bun and hoped that the curls she'd rolled in weren't destroyed.

A dark blue Cadillac stopped in front of her and the passenger sit's door opened. Omarion whistled low 'damn gurl you lookin' fly tonight.'

Cassy smiled, as she got in her drew rolled up showing a bit of her naked thigh. She was about to cover up but decided to tease him a bit. 'How did you know you were suppose to pick me up?'

'yo gurlfriend told me what you'd be wearing. But I kinda figured out it was you anyway. Who else would lee want me to double date with?'

Cassy's smile widened. So he knew it would be her and didn't mind. She watched him as he eyed her. Taking in his out-fit. a blue bawla's hat with a white t-shirt with jeans. She loved the way he smelt real manly but clean at the same time. She looked up and saw he was still watching her.

He grinned 'like what you see?'

'Do you?'

'Damn straight. You like one of the fliest shawties in da school. Don’t know why you gotta wear all those baggies though. You suppose to be showing what you got not covering.'

Her eyes widened in shock. It was obvious he'd been watching her.

'You don't have to look amazed or sumpin' I mean it would be hard fo me not to notice you. Like I said you got the package...' and he winked at her 'you know what? Let’s go have our own date, is da iight with you?'

She nodded her head, still unable to speak.

'iight then.' he called Jordan to tell him what was up then told her to fasten her seat belts.

'Where we off to?' she asked

'Queen Bee.'

Queen Bee was their hang out joint; Cassy had never been there but knew about it from most kids in school. Mary-Jane’s was easily acquired there among other things and the music there was real classic with some freestyles or battleground raps' now and then.

As Cassy entered the place she could feel the bass coming from the music and the vibrations under her feet. 'This is nice.'

'It’s classic too, just da way we love It.' he said and led her to a couple of people.

'word 'marion.' jess, omarions friend and footballer called 'who the honey?'

'Cassy' she said and brought her hand out to shake

They all laughed 'nice hand' jess said, 'what am I gonna do with 'em?' obviously he was wasted

Omarion gave him a friendly push 'be nice dog, she ma date.'

'Yea and white too,' sneered a girl who walked towards them.

'sup Irish?' Omarion said

'What she doin’ here?' Irish asked her eyes glaring hard at Cassy 'thought you weren't fuckin’ no white bitches no mo.'

'Yea 'baby,' another said and put her hand on his shoulder 'when you start fucking white people?'

Omarion pulled away from her 'sup with ya'll? Trisha I def wasn't expecting this from you!' he said talking to the girl who was leaning on him 'it ain't none of ya'll bizz!' he said, his hand had slipped into Cassy's. 'Would you please be polite? This is Cassy... Cassy these are ma homies.'

'Sorry baby,' Trisha said and then looked at Cassy and smiled 'ma name’s Trisha.' and shook her hand. Omarion sat down and pulled Cassy on top on his lap.

'So baby,' Irish said 'when we gonna hook up again? you know I ain't used to being without a... hard, strong, dominating man.' she said across the table from where she sat, she licked her lips as she spoke and blew him a kiss.'

Irish was what you'd call a call-girl at night and had fucked almost every single guy in Witherson high. Her pussy at 18 was like a worn-out old jeans. Worn-out and torn to shreds. Omarion glanced away from her and turned to talk to his homies on his left.

'So,' Trisha began 'yo in our school rite?' she looked at Cassy

'Yep, I’ve seen her white ass a few times, hangin’ out with da bimbo cheerleader, watzaname, with the awesome titties, da Oriental gurl...' pepper, one of the girls at the table said.

'It’s lee and she's part American. From her mom's side'

'what...eva.' pepper rolled her eyes

Cassy put on a fake smile and turned to Trisha who seemed to be the only matured one in their group 'so how do you know Omarion?' she asked

'Me and 'marion go way back, since kindergarten, in short all of us girls go way back too, we used to live on the same street too, but I moved like 4 years ago...Omarion too. Moved in with his dad after his parents split. His mom's upstate now with her boo.' she paused for a minute as if wanting Cassy to absorb the information 'Marion’s really had a tough life ya know, only place this boi could feel at home was in school, where we were all there. he ain't no crybaby or anything, so peeps never know that tha boi's got it tough, but we like family herre, so it's our business to kno this kinda thing.' she paused again then said 'so you like 'em huh?' Cassy nodded

Trisha nodded back and smiled. 'but that ain't enough... what do yo parents think bout us?'

'"Us"? You mean like African Americans?' she asked 'it's the 21st century for Christ sake!' they couldn't careless, and if you mean about me and Omarion dating... they're more than happy. They were scared I was becoming a lesbian or something.'

Paul and I had joined the company on the same day three months ago. He’s tall, slim and handsome with short greying hair and he’s about 40 and married with daughter.
I’m Chloe, single and I’m 25. I’m a ‘fuller figured girl’ (34d-26-34) and look a bit like the singer Charlotte Church. Just like Charlotte I like to ‘party’ (drinking, smoking and fucking) in a way that my mum and a lot of people at work would probably disapprove of!

Paul is the UK Sales Manager and I’m the Head of Marketing for a clothing company based in Manchester. Because our job means that we have to work very closely on a regular basis our friendship has really blossomed in the last few months. From Paul’s point of view this must have been very difficult as I like to dress as sexily as work will allow and I’m a terrible flirt. Let me re-phrase that last part – I’m a terrific flirt!

Sometimes I can’t help myself and with Paul (who has a wicked sense of humour) it has become a game that we play whenever we are together.

This all brings me to last Wednesday night.

Not for the first time Paul and I had to visit a couple of customers to discuss our joint business plans for the next 12 months. The difference this time was that we would have to stay over in Glasgow as one buyer could only see us on the Thursday lunch time.

The build up on the Monday and Tuesday had been fun in the office with a one of my friends teasing Paul, in the canteen, about what she thought we would ‘get up to’ ‘being together’ in a romantic hotel! Paul played along with the joke by telling her that ‘Chloe would have to do all of the hard work!’ as he had a bad back.

For the journey up North I’d dressed as soberly as possible in a nice pair of black hipster trousers, short grey jacket and a nice white cotton shirt that emphasised my cleavage, especially when I left the top three buttons undone.

We left the office at 8 am giving us plenty of time to arrive for our appointment at 1.30. The journey was quite picturesque and we chatted about the clients and joked and gossiped about some of our colleagues. At one stage he asked about my weekend. I told him about a Hen Party that I’d been with on the Friday and a club that I’d gone to on Saturday with a couple of girlfriends.
“I bet you had the fella’s running scared!” He joked.
“Something like that” I grimaced.
Paul raised his eyebrows as if to question my reply as he glanced at my chest.
“Sooner or later I’d like to catch one,” I smiled.
“Do I detect a deficiency in the loving area?” Paul grinned as his eyes burned into my chest.
I shrugged my shoulders and smiled and the conversation went off into a different area.

We finally parked the car in the neighbourhood of the client’s office at 12.15, and went into a trendy coffee shop for lunch. I tried to remain cool as the waitress showed us to a table to as several women who were already tucking into their lunches cast their ayes at Paul then shot envious looks in my direction.

“I bet they think that I’m your mistress!” I whispered as we looked at the menu.
“More likely my daughter!” Paul seemed unaware of the attention that he was getting from the other women.
“Ooh,” I smiled, “You’re not that old! I’m sure that there’s plenty of life left in you!”
The cheeky smile and twinkle in his bright blue eyes told me that I was right.


The meeting went well even if I left Paul and our customer speechless a couple of times by leaning forward a couple of times giving them a close up view of my boobs. I also discretely bent over in such a way that Paul would also get a secret flash of my pink thong as they rose above the waist of my hipster trousers.

Being the gentleman that he is; he never mentioned anything; even on the drive back to our hotel.
Paul had asked me to meet him in the Hotel bar at 7.30, which gave me over an hour to shower and get dressed.

I couldn’t believe my luck when I opened the door to my bedroom; I was in a suite! I had a dressing area, a sofa and matching chair plus the bed was absolutely huge.


I smiled to myself when I saw that my room was overlooked by a large office block and some of the lights were still on. As well as being a flirt I’m also an outrageous tease; so without closing the wooden blinds I began to get undressed hoping some pervert would watch me. When I was a teenage girl living at home, I used to drive two of my neighbours wild by walking around my bedroom half naked for hours on end! I swear that one of them used a pair of binoculars when he was watching me getting dressed or undressed.

Standing about three feet away from the window I kicked off my shoes, unbuckled my belt and leisurely peeled off my trousers taking great care to expose my generous arse to my new friend. Without actually looking out I faced the window when I dropped my blouse onto the bed leaving me standing in just my sexy underwear. As I turned away I’m sure I spotted a guy trying to hide behind a blind staring at me. I tried to keep a straight face as I proceeded to lean forward into the mirror looking for ‘something in my eyes’ so my ample backside pretty much faced my voyeur.

Time was getting on and flashing at my stranger was making me very, very horny. Without undressing any more I went into the bathroom and ran a shower.
As I slipped out of my knickers I couldn’t resist touching my pussy. Mmmm…it felt very hot and wet, just right for a little fun in the shower. As I stepped into the bath I caught my reflection in the mirror; my pubes were a bit hairier than I normally like, especially if the night was going to end as I hoped.

Because of my drunken weekend I hadn’t had time to trim my box with my electric razor. There was nothing else for it as I stretched forward and fumbled in my wash-bag. I would have to go Brazilian!


The hot water was thrilling as the power-shower cascaded against my firm breasts and the shampoo bubbles ran down my stomach and between my legs. It was great fun as I covered my nubile young body with soft soapy foam then let the tumbling water wash it off. After a couple of minutes I lathered up my pubes then rested my right foot on the side of the bath. I took a deep breath and swiped the razor downwards leaving a furrow of pink flesh in the middle of my hairy forest. A dozen flashes of Gillette later and the last of my dark pubes were spinning down the drain. I felt deliciously brazen as I finished off by pulling my swollen labia to one side as I sliced away the very last of my stubble leaving my genital area completely bald for the first time since I was 12.

As I dried myself I could hardly stop touching the soft hairless skin or staring at my bald pussy in the mirror. God knows I was now absolutely desperate for relief; but I wanted to keep my pent up passion for later. I just hoped that Paul would appreciate the sacrifice that I was making for him.

Just wrapped in a towel I sauntered back into main bedroom. A furtive look told me that my voyeur was still in his office; therefore my show could continue.
I dropped the towel and bent over my suitcase making sure that my tits were dangling in profile for my little Scottish friend.
I slowly selected the underwear that I’d brought specially for Paul; a matching black and silver bra and thong from La Perla and a pair of 8 denier shiny black hold-up stockings. It was Hellishly exciting as I gradually pulled my knickers up over my hips then eased each stocking up my long legs; meticulously checking how I looked in the mirror, knowing that it would be driving ‘him’ crazy. I was now trembling so much I was in danger of actually having an orgasm as I stuffed my aching tits into my bra!
As I finally straightened my black and white wrap-over dress I was desperately hoping that the voyeur had had a wank while he’d been watching me, because it was killing me not being able to do the same! As I painted my lips with a bright shade of red lipstick all of my erogenous zones were on red alert!


Paul’s pint glass was nearly empty as I nonchalantly strolled, fashionably late, through the bar to where my colleague was sitting. I love the effect that wearing high heals and a non-wired bra has on my posture. My hips sway and my large breasts always ‘jiggle’ just enough to get the attention that I crave.
“You look nice.” He smiled as he eyed my body from head to toe.
“I know!” I laughed as I sat down opposite him, “I just hope that you appreciate the effort that I’ve gone to.”
Paul shrugged his shoulders, smirked and spread his hands in a manner that told me he was lost for words!

“Would you like a drink?” He asked me as he stared at my chest like a baby boy at feeding time.
“Yes please,” I replied as I lit a cigarette and crossed my legs like Sharon Stone did in Basic Interest, “a Southern Comfort and lemonade in a long glass.”

It wasn’t only Paul’s eyes that were out on stalks; at least three businessmen sitting at the end of the bar virtually had their tongues hanging out as they too got an ‘accidental’ glimpse of a stocking top.

When he returned with my drink Paul made small talk about the restaurant and a new bar that he wanted to visit as I continued my Sharon Stone impersonation, accidentally flashing my stocking tops every time I crossed my legs. An ex-boyfriend once told me that there can be something powerfully erotic when a woman smokes her cigarette in a certain manner. I did…and it appeared to have the right effect.

We eventually took a taxi to the Centre of town where we had a beautiful meal downstairs in Rogano’s, followed by drinks in a couple of ultra-hip bars eventually ending upstairs in the Horseshoe Bar where we had another drink as we watched a bunch of wacky locals with terrific voices belting out songs on the Karaoke.

I still couldn’t figure Paul out. I had linked his arm as we went from bar to bar and acted as sexily as possible without actually appearing like a slut; he appeared to love the attention and flirted as much as usual; yet he never tried make any type of move no matter how hard I tried to tempt him.

Perhaps he really was happily married and faithful. Never mind, I consoled myself, I would frig myself senseless as soon as I was alone in my bedroom.

When the taxi finally dropped us back at the Holiday Inn Paul asked if I wanted another drink.
“Are you trying to get me drunk?” I giggled.
“Do I need to?” my colleague asked with a twinkle in his eyes.
“No.” I responded bluntly and stroked his hand
Paul leant forward and gently moved some stray hairs from my face and then planted a soft kiss on my lips that felt like a 1,000 tiny Summer raindrops.
“Let’s go to bed then,” I whispered in a matter of fact manner.

Thankfully there wasn’t anyone in the lift so I grabbed his shirt and kissed him with as much force as I could gather in my drunken state. I instantly forced my tongue into his mouth twisting it around, running the tip along his teeth. Paul responded in kind then slid his hand inside my dress sliding his fingers up my stockings until he found the flesh of my thigh. I automatically wrapped my leg around his hip and rubbed myself against his groin as he playfully spanked my arse and tugged the back of my thong until it disappeared inside my pulsating pussy. Paul’s tongue was now halfway down my throat and his hand was now cupping my arse cheek like he was weighing it.

‘Ping’ went the lift and we had to disentangle ourselves as we suddenly arrived at our floor.

“Are you sure about this?” Paul whispered as he ran his finger along the exposed part of my breast.
“I didn’t think that you were interested in me!” I chided him as I fell back against the lift wall.
He cheekily grinned and shrugged his shoulders; “I didn’t want to look too easy.”
I shook my head in mild disbelief and made no attempt to adjust my dishevelled clothing as we hurried hand in hand along the corridor to my bedroom.

*** LISA ***

I looked down at my trembling hands. Normally, I'd be steady holding such a beautiful and art-worthy cock in my hand; but this was nor ordinary penis. No, this was Ryan's. My deep Earth-toned eyes looked into his for a brief moment as his tongue flickered across his lips. It was habitual of him, but I watched it in slow motion; craving to feel it against my parched ones. "So, when is the test?" he asked.. suddenly sounding a lot like my... step-mother?

"Lisa, the test? When is it?" Claire asked, rubbing her wet hands against her jeans. I sighed, picking my head up off of the oak dining table and moaned gently.
"In a few days, Claire." I replied, sounding a little annoyed. She sneered at me as I lifted my slender, petite frame from the chair. Some peole said I looked like a young Jamie Lee Curtis, and that was a compliment I desired. I was in my first year of college and already the 'rents were beating down my dorm door wondering when my first test in English Literature would be. I didn't have the heart to be honest with them and tell them I had only been going to that class to catch a sneak peek of Ryan Whitcomb.

Often I felt like a hair-brained schoolgirl off her rocker for attending a legitimate class (that my parents were funding, by the way) just to watch Ryan's tight-in-Wrangler-jeans-ass strut to his seat. C'mon, Lis, get it together!


*** OCTOBER 29th ***

Flyers had been circulating around the campus. I just happened to catch hold of the corner on a bright orange one as it skimmed across my direct path as I exited Pre-Calculus. I looked to Amy, one of the friends I accumulated just by my presence alone. She was tall, leggy with naturally perky breasts and long dark brown hair. Her eyes were just as dark; almost an obsidian that seemed endless. Being Native American seemed to work for her in so many ways.

"You ought to go, Lis. You know, to push you up on the social ladder." she said, nearly ripping it from my fingertips just to glance over it.
"Alright, I'll consider the idea. You know how cliched these Halloween keg/toga parties are." I said, shoving the flyer into my tight pocket. I tugged on my sandy blonde hair that was caught in the "no-ouch" ponytail rubberband.
Usually things like frat parties never phased me. I wasn't the tye to go chugging down four hundred ounces of liquor, table dance then pass out on the nearest guy acting as horny and foolish as myself. In fact, the last party I went to was my nephew Jason's 12th birthday.

*** OCTOBER 30th ***

Amy dragged me away from my books long enough to visit every porn shop and erotic store from here to Sandusky, Ohio. Finally around four o'clock and eighty dollars later; Amy walked out with a shit-eating grin as she peered into her black plastic bag at the costume she just "had to have." It was the sluttiest looking Red Ridinghood I had ever seen - lack of panties included. She pulled out the small red checkered skirt that looked more like a half-sewn loin cloth.

I looked at the black bag I walked out with... How I could ever talk myself into "Nurse Betty", I still have yet to understand. The cloth used to make it was obviously a cheap immitation of spandex and Glad bags.

"Ames, explain to me why I have to be the naughty nurse?" I asked, forcing a smile.
"You have better looking tits than me," she relied without skipping a beat. As we walked back to my Ford Explorer, I began to wonder if Rayn would be there and if he would notice the new me in white, lacy stockings and hooker thigh-high boots. Amy decided to drive back, since I looked a little too pastey. The whole ride home, I felt my white cotton panties swelling up with my cunt juices. The thought of Ryan slowly unzipping the back of my form-fitting costume and fondling the lacey and semi-transparent bra underneath, peeking out slightly from the top.


*** OCTOBER 31st ***

"Ow! Are you sure it fits like this?!" I squealed, hoping she would juet let me go in a simle air of jeans and a plain shirt. I groaned, watching an underdressed, horny and plump ridinghood pull and push my cleavage around through the mirror. It looked almost like a surreal porn if I hadn't been actually feeling it. Amy also had to put on the cheapest smelling perfume. I nearly fell over gagging.
"Yes, now hold still, Lisa!" she strained. I finally complied and then she stepped back with a wide smile perched between her two, full bright red lips. I looked myself over. Angelic white from head to toe; like a virgin awaiting her first fuck... But it seemed to counteract the lovely illusion as I looked at the big red cross against my flat stomach and the frills from my push-up bra hanging off the ends. Of course, the four-inch hooker boots completed the set.

It didn't take long before we reached the house that sexual derivation built. It was an old victorian farm surrounded by several other homes of a more modern feel. The party had already reached its peak by the time we reached it. Several guys were on the front lawn were half dressed, still drinking after they ought to have stopped. I gently walked over a few of them, hoping they wouldn't look up to notice my nice trim job and no undershorts appeal.

We wound our way around the house, collecting our share of prepoured drinks. If I had to be here looking like a lush, I sure as Hell wasn't going to drink like one. I wandered around for an hour; babying the same red plastic cup full of Budweiser until I chanced upon a few of the upstairs rooms. The bathroom was obviously off limits for a while, at least, after hearing the moans and sighs of coition from the inside.

I opened up the spare bedroom. At first, I wanted to shut the door quickly after seeing Amy in hot, passionate fucking with some guy I had never seen before. I doubt she had either. But that was Amy and all I could do was stare for a moment or two as the man's hands trailed down her glowing, tan skin as she rode his thick, throbbing cock like it was the first and last. I turned around, finally finding my footing and ran into Rayn's brother Chris; spilling my unfinished beer all over him. He was dressed as a cowboy with his thin, flannel shirt oened to his gleaming, rock-hard chest.

"Oh! Pardon me!" I said sounding a little out of breath. He smiled from beneath the brim of his hat. His eyes were the same electric green.

"Watching something?" He asked candidly. I shook my head rapidly as he pushed his head ast my shoulder and nudged towards Amy and her fuck-buddy still in the heat of the moment.
"Are you sure? It's like a free porn." He walked towards me; his massive broad-shoulders ushering me into the room and finally onto the edge of the bed. My face and body felt tense and flush; like I was on fire and even the cold October air couldn't bring my temperature down. Chris sat on the rickety rocking chair adjacent from me. The man beneath Amy pushed her down so he could change postitions. He looked to me a little oddly but when he saw Chris, he continued to suckle and pump in and out of Amy, never lost his rhythm.

All I could do was watch and feel my thighs burn from the inside out. Chris watched, never once looking at me as he began to unzip his jeans. His fingers never faultered; as if he had done this multiple times. He pulled out his hard, masculine erection and began to fondle it. I watched between Chris stroking himself and his friend commanding Amy to do nearly unnatural things with her body. finally, the guy pulled his cock out of her and pulled her face to his. "Let my friend feel that hot, wet snatch." he said gruffly. She looked over to me and smiled, backing her ass up to Chris who smacked it roughly with the head of his cock.

Amy moaned with a slight scream as Chris entered her womanhood and then slowly slid back out. The second time, he wasn't as gentle; slamming all eight inches into her and leaving it there as he began to grind against her. I watched Amy's face become enwreathed in pleasure as her waxed cunt became swollen and pink.

The first man looked to me, my legs tightly woven together in hopes of concealing my self-gratification. It didn't work. The man, still glittering in sweat crawled on his knees towards me and gently parted my legs. I felt my heart skip a beat. "I can't," I said, lifitng myself up.

"Why not?" he asked, cooing.
"I-I..." I stammered, not being able to think of a thing to say. He smiled, running his index finger over my heated inner thigh. I cringed. Not from disgust, but from wanting him to go further, deeper and possibly even thrust in me like I had watched him do to Amy. Instead...

"Lisa? It's six AM. Get up." Amy's voice broke the silence of my dream. I looked through foggy eyes at her rolling out of the shower. She tossed back her wet mane and sat on her chair. I groaned, running my hands up my sides, gently circling around my creamy breasts then out of the sheets and into the air. I wish dreams could become a reality...