Sticker Shock Music

The day started out just like the last few weeks have.
I had just finished at the gym, my body feeling so alive. I love the new body that I have been working on over the last few months. I walk and feel the muscles as they move under my skin; the response from others who see me walk by is not so bad either.
I hop into my car for the drive home, feeling the heat of the sun as it caresses my skin. I pull into my yard and hurry to the house. I slowly get undressed in front of the mirror, which I now love. I walk to the bathroom and adjust the water temperature in the shower. Stepping in, I feel the water wash the sweat away as I grab my loofah sponge and start to wash my body, feeling the soft soap bubbles. I hop out of the shower feeling alive as I dry my skin. I then pick up my lotion and go the bedroom where I begin my morning treat to myself.
I put a small drop of lotion on my hand and start at my neck as I rub the lotion into my skin. I bring the lotion to my breast and work it in slowly, feeling my nipples rise as I rub the cream in. My fingers slide their way slowly down my stomach feeling the lotion as it glides over my abs, feeling my fingers when they brush my smooth pussy as I continue to work small amounts of lotion into my inner thighs and hips. I work the lotion into my calves as I continue my journey, picking up my peppermint foot cream. I enjoy the feel of the cool mint cream as I slowly work it into my feet, paying attention to each toe. My feet love the sensation of the cream as my fingers rub and caress them.
Now I lie on the bed and just soak in the feeling of my pussy, which now is wet from my morning, rub down. I grab my clit and begin to slowly rub and stroke it till my juices start to flow as my first orgasm begins. My nipples harden to my other hands’ touch as I slowly work my button till I feel like I am on fire, I slowly insert one finger as I continue to stroke and—
Damn! The doorbell starts to ring. Who the hell can that be?
I get up. Grope for my silk robe and pull it on, knotting the sash as I walk to the door. I look out to see the Postman with two large boxes. I open the door. “Good morning!”
“Hello, Brandy! I have a couple packages that you have to sign for.”
I quickly take his pen and sign for the large boxes and one envelope. “Thank you.” I smile as I give the man back his pen and struggle to get the two boxes in my door.
I look at the return address on the packages–they are from my lover. Now, what is he up to, I wonder, considering we live ten minutes apart.
I open the envelope first, hoping the answers will be within.

Dear Brandy,

I have a special day planned for you. I want you to follow the directions on the enclosed map to take you where you need to go in the AM. Now, step number one–as you can see there are 2 boxes. You may open the Red one now and only the red one. Do not open the blue box.

I stop reading, go over to the red box and open it like a child at Christmas wondering what he got for me. I lift back the cover to find a bright orange jumpsuit made of nylon with zippers. All I can think of is a skydiver’s uniform with all its loops and zippers. I lift the jumpsuit out and find another layer. There, wrapped in tissue, is a beautiful silk pair of thongs. They are the same bright orange with a hint of blue lace. Next to this is the most beautiful lace demi push-up bra of the same orange and blue.
I cannot resist. I have to try them on. I slowly pull on the thong and feel the back as it slides into place in the crack of my ass. I don the bra, feeling the silk and lace as it tickles my nipples. I stand in the mirror and get a good look at how the set makes my tanned skin look great. I then slip on the jumpsuit and look at the effect as I raise the zipper in the front just high enough to cover the bra’s center leaving just a little of the lace exposed as my breasts pop out slightly. Wow, did it look hot!
I return my attention to the letter.
Welcome back. I know you could not resist trying on your new duds. I hope you like them. Now for step 2–you will meet our friend, Ginny, at the spot indicated on the map at 6:00 AM tomorrow. You are to bring the blue box and be dressed in your new outfit when you get there. Ginny will explain more when you get there. Do not try to call me tonight. I will not answer any questions or your calls. See you later, my Slut.
I can hardly believe this! What the hell did he have up his sleeve? I want to ask him what he has in mind but I know he won’t answer any questions.
The next morning, the alarm rings with a loud buzz. I roll over and turn it off. I slowly get out of bed and hop into the shower. I lather and shave myself smooth for him, knowing that he hates razor stubble. I get out, towel myself dry and apply my perfumed bath powder. I slowly get into my new undies, feeling them again. Oh, it’s perfect! I then grip the jumpsuit and slide into it, feeling the material on my skin.
I leave the house and start my drive to the spot indicated on the map in the early morning dawn. It’s so peaceful and quiet as I speed along the back roads to the field in which he had marked on the map. I finally arrive at my destination. Pulling into the field, I look to see two vans and a lot of activity. All of a sudden out of the chaos walks Ginny up to the car. She is in the same type of jumpsuit but hers is blue. Just like my lover–our suits match my undies.
“Hi, Brandy! Long time no see. How are you, luv?”
“I’m just great! What’s going on?”
Her smile is so wonderful. “You and I are going on a special air balloon trip that lover boy has set up.”
My heart jumps at the thought of being in the air with my lover. “Great! I’ve always wanted to join the mile high club. Where is he?”
Ginny laughs, “He won’t be with us–just you, Craig, me and the pilot. Don is setting up the other part of your surprise. Do you have the blue box?”
“Yes, it’s in my trunk ”
Ginny walks to the rear of the car as I pop the trunk. I get out of the car, lock the doors as Ginny walks up with the large Blue box. “Well, Brandy, let’s get over to the balloon; we’ll be taking off soon.”
I walk slightly behind Ginny, watching the way her ass moves under the blue material of her jumpsuit.
“Hello, Craig. I want you to meet our special guest of the day. Brandy, this is Craig and he will be here to do some very special work for Don. ”
“Hello, lass, how are you doing?” I hear his voice as it slides into my head; it is so strong and full of pure wanting. I fight to keep my self from licking my lips. I take a quick look at this strong man. He’s around 5′8″ tall and he has hair that is brown like chestnuts and has just a little curl to it, his eyes a startling green that you want to get lost in like the sea. He’s rather built from what I can gather, and he’s also wearing a jumpsuit of blue and orange.
“Hello Craig, this is a pleasure.”
He extends his hand and helps me climb into the basket of the balloon; I feel his fingers that are strong and callused from hard work. My skin tingles as I think of those hands working lotion into my body.
“Well now that you two are introduced, let’s get this show on the road.”
“Craig, can you please set up the screen so the pilot can get in.”
“Sure thing, luv, your wish is my command.”
“Brandy, we need to open the box and start setting things up.”
I feel the balloon as it lifts from the ground, and the soft sway of the basket as we go up to the clouds. I slowly walk over to Ginny and help her open the box.
“Craig, get the basket of drinks out, please.” I look into the box as Ginny pulls open the flaps. There, lying at the top is a video camera and a tripod, and another envelope with my name on it. I reach in and take the envelope and slowly open it, I remove the letter and look at Ginny who smiles, lifts out the camera and hands it to Craig. Then she starts to set up the tripod.

Dear Brandy,

Today is a special day for you. I want to make you a member of the mile high club and Ginny has volunteered to help. She has hired a friend to help video tape this event so I may watch it with you at a later time. I want you to relax and enjoy the ride, have fun and smile.

Your master, Don

I look up from my letter to see both Ginny and Craig smiling at me. “I can’t believe this–how long have you two been plotting this one?” I ask Ginny.
“Oh, for a month. We wanted to reward you for all your hard work.”
I look in the box and see that there is a bottom that can be lifted out. I grab the handles and lift the bottom out to discover that Don has indeed been busy. Lying there gleaming in the sun is a small arsenal of toys for my pleasure.
Ginny laughs, and then says, “So you have discovered the next layer in the box, have you?”
I pick up the first toy in the box. It is a wonderful purple butt plug, so soft to the touch. I throw it to Ginny “Hope you can think of ways to please me with this.” I then go back to the box and look at the rest of the toys. There are a double-ended dildo, a set of vibrating Ben Wah Balls, plenty of lubrication, nipple clamps, and two vibrators of varying size. I lift out the tray to find a large white blanket at the bottom of the box. I lift out the blanket and I lay it out on the floor of the basket.
“Brandy, are you ready to begin your initiation?”
I look over at Ginny and feel the heat of lust in her eyes. I reach out my hand and take her zipper in my fingers and pull it down, exposing her tits. I look at them in their cage of lace and satin, I slowly run my finger over the tit feeling the nipple rise under the lace. I hear her breath intake as I slowly lower my head over that raised bud and feel the lace as my tongue licks the nipple till I hear her moan. “I’m ready, but are you, Ginny?”
I feel her fingers as they pull my zipper down and take my tits into her hands. I feel the heat of her skin as my fingers work around her back and release her tits from the bondage so I can eat the firm smooth skin of her breasts. My tongue lashes her nipples as her fingers work their magic on my skin. I reach up and pull the jumpsuit off her shoulders as my teeth bite her hard nipple.
I hear a gasp from Craig, as the jumpsuit slips off Ginny, leaving her exposed in her thong with my head buried in her tits. I feel Ginny’s hands as they slip my jumpsuit off; I can feel her tongue as it laves my nipple and then her teeth as they bite me gently. I stop and look at her as she continues to eat my tits. My fingers wrap in her hair feeling its texture. I watch her as she slowly works her mouth lower, feeling her tongue and teeth as they work their way down my stomach, her fingers working their magic on my legs as she continues to lick my stomach, her tongue going closer each time to my pussy. I feel her heat as she keeps working my skin. I arch my back wanting to feel her tongue on my pussy, lick the juices that are starting to escape from my hot quim.
I look over and smile at the camera. I notice that Craig’s jumpsuit is a little strained in the crotch. I turn my head to see that sweet Ginny has laid her body over mine into a beautiful 69 position. I reach my hands up and grab her ass and pull her pussy down to my face and smell her scent as her pussy comes to my mouth. I let my tongue start working her pussy lips, taking them in and licking them hard and slow. I feel her tongue mimic what I have just done. I love the feeling and I return it to her. My mouth takes in her pussy, drinking in the sweet taste of her as my tongue plunges into her pussy deep and hard, feeling her walls as they tighten around my tongue. I feel my body start to shake as she continues to bite and stretch my pussy as my tongue licks and drinks her juices like a bee sipping nectar from a flower. I want her to cum hard for me. I want her juices to coat my face. I feel her as she starts to lick my swollen clit and her fingers as they start to rub my pussy slowly, one sliding in, then there are two.
“Oh yes Ginny!” I scream as my body starts to rise to hers. I feel her as she comes in my mouth. Oh, such pleasure that I feel in my body! It’s in a state of pure lust. You know that feeling that you have when nothing in the world but the attention that your lover gives, that needing of more to quench the fires that have started burning inside, making you sweet and pant with wanting.
I feel Ginny as she rises up and gently whispers in my ear, “Is your ass hungry, Brandy?”
I look at her and she sees it all in my eyes as my mind screams yes. I slowly roll over on my stomach. I feel her fingers as they gently start to rub my shoulders, slowly working their way down my back, feeling the pressure of them as they push me into the blanket, rubbing my hard nipples into the soft basket. I hear her whisper to me to relax and lift my beautiful ass in the air. I raise my ass to the sky, feeling my tits still rub the blanket. “Craig, help me here won’t you”
“Sure, luv, what do you need me to do?” ” Hand me that lovely purple butt plug and the lube that is in the box, will you? I don’t want to let Brandy’s skin get cold to my touch.”
“Here you go, luv, anything else that you need?”
“Yes, would you mind putting a little lube on that plug and dribble a little here.” I feel her hands as they spread my checks to expose my clit to the lube. I feel it as it trickles on my bud.
“That enough, luv?”
“Yes, thanks, Craig. Now if you would go up to Brandy’s head and work on rubbing her shoulders–I think she could use a little care there”
I feel Ginny’s hands as they rub my ass and then Craig’s hands as they touch my shoulders. I can’t believe this. I am so alive-
Thwack! Ginny’s hand slaps my ass. “I want you to tell me what you need, Slut.”
“I want you to fuck my ass, Ginny, please.”
“What else do you want, Brandy? Do not hold back on me. ” Thwack! She hits me again.
“I want to see Craig’s hard cock and lick it, Ginny.”
“You heard her, Craig–lets see what you have to offer a girl.”
Craig stands and takes hold of the zipper on the front of his suit and pulls it down, showing his rippling chest and stomach, then the sight of his rock hard cock as it springs from his suit. The outfit falls to the floor of the basket. What a sweet cock–it must be about nine inches long and two inches thick.
“Well, Brandy, will that work for you?”
“Yes, Ginny.”
I watch as Craig’s cock comes close to my waiting lips. Just as that wonderful cock touches my lips, I feel the ripping pain as Ginny rams the butt plug into my ass and causing my lips to open as Craig shoves his cock into my mouth. I feel the plug as my ass tightens around it, feeling my pussy get wet from the pressure of the plug. My mouth takes in that cock as my tongue slides from the bottom up to the top, feeling the texture as I slowly stroke the cock with my mouth. I feel a buzzing on my pussy as Ginny starts to fuck me with a vibrator, feeling it as it enters and rub against the butt plug, feeling it slide in and out as my mouth works Craig’s cock. I feel his balls on my chin as I take him in deep, feeling his cock head rub the back of my throat.
Ginny must be watching me because as I take Craig in deep, the vibrator does the same making my pussy vibrate with pure pleasure. I work Craig’s cock like a lollipop, licking and sucking his head and then slowly letting my tongue slide down the underside and lick his balls and then take him in deep. My body starts to shake from the waves of pleasure that Ginny is creating with that vibrator and the plug. I feel myself start to lose control. I feel Craig’s cock as it starts to explode in my mouth, swallowing, trying to take it all in as my own body comes so hard that I see stars and feel the heat of my fire as it runs out of every pore of my skin and drenches my body.
“Thanks, luv, for the head–it was nice,” says Craig. I feel him as he stands up.
“Well, Brandy, are you ready to please me, now?” asks Ginny.
“Yes.” I turn over to see that she has the double dildo in her hand. I reach over and take the lube and dildo from her and slowly lube both ends then reach over and start to rub lube on her swollen pussy, feeling my fingers as I go into her pussy, stroking her. I lift the dildo and slowly put it to her ass as she lets out a moan of pleasure. I then slowly insert the other end into my pussy, feeling the plug as the dildo fills me. Ginny looks as me as we start to fuck each other with the dildo as it slides into our holes. I reach up and take her tits into my mouth as my hips rock with her motion, making her moan. I look into her face, see her surrender to the feelings that we are giving each other. I feel her fingers as they grasp me
“I’m coming, Brandy! Please don’t stop fucking me.”
I keep rocking her till I feel her relax and let go. I slowly remove the dildo from her ass. She lies on the blanket and holds herself, shaking with pleasure. I remove the dildo from my pussy and reach back and slide out the plug. I feel empty again.
I look at Craig who has a ragging hard on again and I turn and wiggle my ass in his face. He gets the hint and I feel his cock rub against my opening and enter my ass. It stretches my ass wider. I feel his cock filling my ass as his hands press on my back. I start moving my ass, taking him all in as he pumps harder, filling me over and over. I feel his balls as they slap my pussy. My body starts to burn again as he continues to fuck my ass harder.
“Luv, your ass is so tight–I love the way it grips my cock.”
” Keep fucking me, Craig!” I’m screaming with pleasure as we go at it for what seems like hours, my body and his fucking. His hands reach to the front and squeeze my tits as I feel my body start to cum.
“I’m coming, come with me! I need you to shoot your hot seed all over my ass and rub it in.”
“I’m almost there, luv, keep with me–one, two, three, yeah.”
His cock pulls out of my ass and his hot jism spills on my ass. His hands rub it in as I lift my head. I see that Ginny has gotten up and dressed.
“We are almost to our destination, Brandy. We have to get you cleaned off and dressed.” She lifts a bottle of water out of the basket and pours it over me and washes me off. She helps me step into my thongs. I feel the lace cage as it captures my tits again. ” Here is your suit, luv. Better get dressed.”
I pull the suit on my skin as I feel the basket lower and touch the ground. My body is so spent that I feel sleepy, yet I am alive from all the pleasure I have received. A blindfold slides over my eyes. “Hey! What’s going on?”
“You can’t see what we have planned next.” Hands lead me out of the basket. My feet touch the ground and I am lead for a short distance. I hear a door open and feel the cold air of an indoor room heat my face.
“The bath is ready for her.” I hear I voice say.
“Good. She really needs one.”
“Come on, Brandy. You can have a hot bath and then a nap.”
The rest is yet another tale.

When Tom awoke on the morning after their anniversary, he felt extraordinarily tired. He had not slept well, his rest constantly disturbed by vivid dreams provoked by the previous night’s activities.
The dreams were quick and bold, strikingly erotic and disturbing in turn. They had merged in his memory into a strange pastiche that was more like a series of still pictures. He could only recall a few – Saffy with her face buried between his legs, lapping at his silky crotch, a picture of the shock on the taxi driver’s face when he turned around to find Tom in the backseat sitting naked apart from a pair of pink satin panties, back to an image of his wife, this time astride his cock, a split before entry. The images reflected his mixed feelings of arousal and shame about the previous evening’s events and he thanked God that the more disturbing ones only existed in his dreams.
Saffy was already out of bed and getting ready for work. Tom was glad; he wanted some time to think about last night. It was the most exciting night of his life and he loved every minute of it. There were so many exciting moments, he couldn’t decide his favourite. Complying with his wife’s request and putting her panties on in the restaurant was a powerfully erotic moment. Her touching him under the table, in the taxi and finally in the bedroom were all moments that he would carry forever.
Now he wondered what would happen next. Was last night a one-off never to be repeated? Would Saffy take this further? He was very conscious that Saffy had been completely in control throughout the evening and his demure role made it more difficult for him to gain control. He would have to play it carefully for a while and see what happens.
Saffy was making coffee in the kitchen as she relived the night before. She had awakened both Tom’s and her own sex drive and she wanted to keep it alive. She had surprised herself by being so in control and by Tom’s deference. Now she wanted to take this further, to eke out of Tom every fantasy he had and to make them real whilst taking the opportunity to test her own wants and desires, to find out what would make her feel the way wearing her panties had made Tom feel.
The likelihood of being able to concentrate at work today was extremely remote she decided, so called in sick. What the hell, she thought.
Tom was just getting dressed when Saffy entered the bedroom with a coffee in her hand. She told him breakfast was ready as she sat down on the bed.
“Tom, I want to ask you something.”
Tom turned to Saffy and she stood and walked to him. Putting her arms around him, she said “I know last night was great and I was wondering…” She faltered for a moment.
“I was wondering if there’s anything else you… well, anything else you fantasise about. I mean, it’s ok, I won’t be upset or put off. In fact, I want to know so that we can maybe play some out.”
Tom pulled Saffy closer into him so that she couldn’t see his face. If he was going to tell her things, he didn’t want to detect any disapproval. He thought for a while. Unsure how far he should go, he said “Why don’t we do some more of the same as last night and see where it takes us.” He quietly cursed himself for losing his bottle.
He kissed her neck as she replied “Ok, but you can’t wear my clothes. You need some of your own. I’m having the day off today so why don’t you tell me what you’d like and I’ll go and get them for you.”
Tom gulped as she spoke and his cock twitched in anticipation. He suddenly felt like a kid in a sweet shop. He could have anything he liked. Wow!
“Why don’t you write a list for me and I’ll get them a bit later. Maybe I could get us some toys too,” she said.
“Ok,” was all Tom could say. He couldn’t believe what was happening to him. To Saffy. To them. It was fantastic.
Saffy left the bedroom, intentionally leaving Tom to write his list out on his own. He sat at the dressing table and started to explore his mind for ideas.
After a few minutes, he started to write. He didn’t want to ask for too many things. He wanted to hold back a bit, to use a little self-control. If it all worked out well, he could get other things later.
When he had finished his list, Tom got ready for work and left the sheet of paper on the table and walked down stairs.
Kissing Saffy on her lips, he left for work. “Enjoy your shopping,” he grinned.
“I will.” She smiled back at him and they both relaxed a little.
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Tom was struggling to concentrate. He’d only just got to work and already found it impossible to stop thinking about Saffy, the shopping and the night before. It was going to be a very long day…
Saffy spent the morning on the Internet. She wanted to learn more about cross-dressers, what they liked and what their fantasies were. She hoped to get some inspiration so that she could beat the previous evening’s performance.
She was looking for literature on the subject when she came across a site called Literotica.com. Intrigued, she clicked the link for the top list of ‘Transsexuals and Crossdressers’ stories and read one called ‘Sam’s Story’. She found it fascinating and, if she was honest, more than a little arousing. She printed the story out and gave it a ‘5′ vote before leaving.
She continued searching the ‘net for a while longer and armed with a bit more information than when she started, Saffy grabbed Tom’s list from the bedroom and set off on her shopping trip.
As soon as she was in the taxi, Saffy read Tom’s list. She could tell the list was written by Tom because it was so conservative. Short and to the point, Tom had just asked for a handful of undergarments. The key was that he wanted satin and lace mostly. He’d asked for a few black panties and a couple of white as well as some stockings and a suspender belt. He’d also suggested a vibrator too so Saffy’s first port of call would be the sex superstore just out of town. She’d never been there before, hadn’t even thought about it for that matter and she wanted to get it out of the way since she was a little uncomfortable with the idea of going to such a place.
Once the taxi driver had been paid, Saffy walked into the store. It was huge. It was well lit and staff of both sexes busied themselves with singles and couples alike who were shopping amongst the many aisles.
The store even had a map near the door to show where the various departments were and baskets for customers’ convenience. Walking passed the DVD and video aisles, Saffy eventually found the female toy section. There was every kind dildo and vibrator imaginable on display. She was drawn to the back of the area where a huge range of ‘rabbit’ style vibrators were. She’d often fancied buying one but could never have justified it to Tom before now but Tom’s list gave her licence and she was determined to make the most of it.
The main attraction on show was a new thrusting, squirming, rotating rabbit with a detachable ear. And there was bonus to this model too – a special offer of a free harness. Saffy took one off the shelf and popped it in her shopping basket.
Smiling, she next went to the lingerie department on the third floor. The quality of the clothing was surprisingly good and the choice of style and material was mind-boggling. For herself, Saffy wanted a powerful, dominant outfit and chose a deep red satin basque with matching panties. Black glossy stockings and spiky heels completed the outfit.
Tom’s outfits included 6 pairs of satin panties of various colours and styles plus three sheer pairs coloured white, pink and black, two pairs of stockings – one black and one white – two suspender belts, two pairs of sheer to waist hose and a white satin basque. This last item wasn’t on Tom’s list; it was Saffy’s contribution to the wardrobe.
Saffy paid for her goods and made her way home. There was plenty of time before Tom got home so she took the opportunity to plan out the evening.
Tom’s day was going from bad to worse. He’d made a number of errors through lack of concentration and to rub things in he now had to put everything right before he could get home.
At around 3 o’clock he called Saffy to warn her he’d be a couple of hours late. In her most teasing voice she told Tom not to be too late or he’d miss out on all the fun. This was torture for Tom. More than once during the day he’d been tempted to jack off in the bathroom just to get sex out of his mind. The temptation was almost too much; he’d had the most persistent erection of his life for most of the last five hours and Saffy’s words just made the problem worse.
Sipping a coffee whilst sprawling on the sofa, Saffy stared at all the clothes she had bought. A plan started to form in her mind and she grabbed some sheets of paper and started writing.
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Tom finally got home, bursting with energy and desperate to see what treats awaited him just before seven o’clock. His eyes immediately fell on the objects on the floor in front of him. There was a bag just in front of him with a note on it – “Put the clothes in me” it read. A trail of lingerie ran through the house and up the stairs.
Picking up the bag, he followed the trail. A few feet from the bag was a pair of black satin panties. He picked them up and moved. When he reached the third pair there was another note with them – “Take off your clothes and put me on”. He ripped his clothes off and pulled on the white silky panties. He stroked and tickled his crotch through the faintly see-through material and groaned quietly as his stiff prick throbbed in appreciation.
Next was a pair of very sheer panties followed by deliciously glossy hose. A white satin and lace suspender belt lay at the bottom of the stairs with another note instructing him to fasten it around his waist. More panties followed and then a pair of white glossy stockings along with another instruction telling him to slowly roll them up his legs and connect the suspender belt to them. He’d never worn stockings before and the sensual tingling in his legs as the material clung to him was so erotic his cock oozed uncontrollably.
After gathering the final panties, hose and stockings and placing them in the bag he arrived at the closed bedroom door. He took a deep breath and opened it. Inside was a vision. Saffy was standing by the bed wearing her red outfit and a matching satin ribbon around her neck.
Putting the bag down, he walked to her and kissed her passionately on the lips, his tongue probing deep into her mouth. His hands wandered all over her body, stroking her sensually through her outfit. Saffy’s breath was coming deep and heavy and she moaned quietly into his mouth. Her hand roamed down his body, her long nails dancing delicately over his satin bulge.
Saffy led Tom to the bed where he saw five silk scarves and the rabbit. Saffy told him to lie down and she then wordlessly began tying him to the bed; first his legs and then his arms. Finally, she blindfolded Tom with the fifth scarf.
“Can you see anything?” Saffy whispered.
“No. Nothing at all,” Tom replied through laboured breath.
“Good. I bet you’ve been frustrated all day. You’d like to cum, wouldn’t you?”
“God, yes.”
“Do you like your new underwear?”
“Yeah, it’s great.”
“How does it feel? Describe it to me.”
“It feels so smooth and sexy. I can’t really describe it. It’s just very sensual. I can feel it against my skin and it’s driving me mad. I want to cum so much.”
“There’s more first. It wasn’t on your list but I want you to wear a basque too.”
Saffy picked up the satin basque and wrapped around Tom’s torso. He felt it being pulled tight on his body. Then Saffy’s fingers were running over his body, teasing and stroking him. His back arched as her fingers travelled down to his crotch, bypassed it and ran on down to his thighs, sliding over his stockinged legs before tracing their way slowly back to his cock.
He cried out as she moved her attention to his throbbing cock. Pulling his member out of his panties, she gripped the base and squeezed. As pre-cum dripped from him, she caught the fluid on the tip of her finger. When a sizeable pool had formed, she touched it to his lips. She then leaned forward and slowly licked it off before pushing her tongue into his mouth.
She kissed him for a long time. Taking the lead role and holding his head between her hands. After a while she stopped kissing him and loosened her basque so that she could free her breasts. Leaning forward, Saffy offered a breast to Tom’s mouth.
Tom felt Saffy’s nipple against his lips and parted them, engulfing her stiffening nipple with his hungry mouth. He gently nibbled and sucked at her flesh causing Saffy to squirm on his lap. She reached between her legs and touched her pussy through her damp panties. She massaged the material into her cunt to make sure they were as wet as possible and then repositioned herself so that she we kneeling over Tom’s face.
Tom opened his mouth instinctively as he felt the heat emanating from Saffy’s pussy and smelled her intoxicating musk. He raised his head to search out her mound but Saffy pushed him back onto the bed and slowly lowered herself onto him. She stopped short of his mouth and scraped the tip of his nose with her pussy. She teased him for a while, keeping just out of reach of his mouth. Finally, she dropped down the last few inches and pressed lightly on his lips.
“Suck the juices from my panties,” Saffy instructed.
The salty drips that had formed through her red satin knickers mingled with Tom’s saliva as he sucked hungrily. Whilst Tom’s feverish licking and sucking grew more urgent, Saffy’s orgasm steadily built. She could feel his tongue lapping at her through the thin satin and she started to twitch and buck against Tom’s mouth involuntarily. Lost in the moment, Saffy finally exploded, convulsing on Tom’s face and crying out his name.
Tom felt Saffy lift away from his face. He was very close to cumming and his hips were writhing backwards and forwards as his body tried to fuck the air in a vain attempt to seek out the satisfaction it needed.
Saffy climbed off the bed and peeled her wet panties off. Turning her attention to Tom’s cock, she carefully released it from his sodden white briefs and stroked her fingers up and down the length of his shaft. She wrapped her own panties around his cock and slowly began masturbating him.
Tom felt the wet satin material drape over his cock, tickling his skin and heightening his arousal. He felt her cup his balls with her free hand, squeezing and massaging his scrotum. Unable to take any more, Tom spurted load after load into Saffy’s knickers, grunting and groaning loudly.
Saffy watched fascinated as Tom’s face contorted and his cum splattered into her panties, darkening the material and dribbling down his shaft. When it was over, she carefully wiped him clean with her panties.
“How are you enjoying it so far?” Saffy whispered in Tom’s ear.
“Fantastic. But what do you mean, ‘So far’?”
“Oh there’s lots more to come, baby. I’ve only just started.”
Then Saffy touched her used panties to Tom’s lips, the mingled mixture of their warm cum dripping on his lips. Tom moved his head to one side, not keen on this experience.
“Shh,” Saffy whispered, “do as I ask. I want you to open your mouth so that I can feed you.”
Hesitantly, Tom moved his head back.
“Open your mouth. That’s it, just a little more.”
Saffy slowly pushed the panties into Tom’s mouth making sure the juices dripped on his lips and tongue. She watched as his expression changed from disapproval to acceptance and then to willingness as the results of their lovemaking slowly slipped further into his mouth. She pushed more and more material in until finally his mouth was full.
“Now close your mouth. I want to watch you suck my panties until they are nice and clean.”
Because Tom obeyed her orders, Saffy rewarded him by stroking his prick. After a minute or so, Saffy kissed Tom’s mouth and licked his sticky lips. As his mouth opened she hooked the panties with her tongue. Then she grabbed the sodden knickers between her teeth and slowly pulled them out.
Now it was show time. Saffy removed Tom’s blindfold and picked up the rabbit. Tom’s eyes bulged as he looked at his lover, her sexy outfit and the glazed, horny look in her eyes. He’d never seen her look so radiant, so beautiful.
Saffy got on all fours as if to 69 with Tom, her face resting in Tom’s lap and touched the whirring, swirling toy to her pussy. It was the perfect view for Tom whose gaze was fixed on his wife’s gorgeous arse as the rabbit sank into her. He could feel her mouth against his crotch, her tongue lapping at him as she fucked herself.
As the toy sank deeper into her cunt, Saffy touched its ear to her clitoris. The sensations bolted through her like charges of electricity and within seconds she was on the verge of another climax. Moments later she was moaning and twitching, her juices trickling down her leg as wave after wave of orgasmic joy pulsed through her body.
Panting and moaning quietly, Saffy remained still for a few moments letting the relaxed aftermath bring her slowly back to reality.
Poor Tom had watched unable to help Saffy or satisfy himself throughout and he struggled with his bonds trying to get free so that he could ram his aching cock into his lover’s dripping honey pot.
As she came round, Saffy became aware of Tom’s struggle but was having none of it. He would do what she told him and cum when she decided, not before. She turned around and sat on Tom’s cock. She ground her pussy into his lap and leaned forward so that her breasts dangled in his face. Much to Tom’s delight she untied his arms and legs so he sat up and hugged her. He kissed her passionately on the lips and fondled her breasts but Saffy pushed him away.
“Lie on your belly,” Saffy ordered. Tom looked at her in disbelief. All he wanted to do was fuck her.
“Do it,” Saffy said firmly.
Once he was on his back, she tied his arms and legs to the bed again and sat on his back. She reached over to grab some massage oil and rubbed it into his shoulders. It wasn’t exactly what Tom wanted but he admitted to himself it felt pretty damn good.
Sliding down his body, running her fingers over his basque, she came to the top of his panties. She pulled firmly, forcing the skimpy cloth to ride up his crack.
“That’s the sexiest wedgy I’ve ever had,” he joked.
In response Saffy feathered her fingernails over his balls and then up between his cheeks.
Saffy pulled sharply at the waistband and tore Tom’s panties off. She threw them on the bed so they landed just by Tom’s face. Now she oiled her hands and began massaging Tom’s cheeks in slow circles occasionally stopping to squeeze and them pull them apart.
Tom felt oil trickle down his crack and then Saffy’s finger slower traced down towards his hole. Just before she reached it she changed direction and went back. Then she was massaging his perineum and stroking his balls again. He groaned aloud in delicious frustration.
Saffy stopped what she was doing and leaned to his ear.
“What do you want me to do?” She asked.
“Oh, God! Just do it!” He pleaded.
“What? Tell me precisely what you want me to do.”
“Finger me, please, finger me.” He pleaded.
Satisfied with his response, Saffy went back to Tom’s arse and ran her finger down his crack again but this time didn’t stop short. She dripped some more oil on him and then started working her finger into him. She buried her finger as far as she could in one slow motion and Tom cried out. He pushed back against her finger and she slowly began to finger fuck him.
Tom was dying. He had never been so sexually frustrated in his life. He felt as if he had been on the verge of cumming for hours. At that moment he would have fucked anything to get satisfaction but he was powerless, tied to the bed and virtually unable to move under Saffy’s weight on his legs.

Al had decided that tonight was going to be the night. Either he would get somewhere with Carol or would give it up. He was tired of being a 25-year-old virgin.
Carol and he had been going out for almost two years and all he had to show for it was some dry humping at the end of the night and a lot of jerking off at home.
Sure once he had her shirt open, her bra up and got to suck her nipples but she didn’t let that last long and about a month ago she had let him rub her pussy through her jeans but then she sent him home for another night of jerking off.
He had rented hotel room and stocked it with her favorite drink Rum and Coke. He was going pick her up, take her to a show and then stop by the hotel bar for a drink. Then he would suggest they go upstairs to have some more to drink and watch some TV then he would see what he could accomplish.
He knew some people thought they didn’t belonged together, she was the daughter of a lumber company Vice-president and he was the son of a machine shop timekeeper but he loved her or at least lusted after her. Sure at five foot nine inches she was almost as tall as him but so what. His friends thought she was to skinny at 125 pounds but her 34B bust and long legs drove him wild.
Carol was getting ready for Al to pick her up. She thought it would probably be another OK date. A show, a couple drinks some rubbing at her door and good night. For this all she needed was a bare midriff blouse and a pair of shorts. She knew the bare midriff and her long legs would drive Al nuts.
Al was a nice guy but not in her class. He had shown up at a picnic wearing crew socks rather then knee highs and had no idea of the correct wine to order. She knew he wanted to get her in bed but it was never going to happen but she enjoyed teasing him and leading him on. He made it easy because for some reason when a girl said NO or STOP he actually stopped.
She had lost her cherry to Jeff the son of another VP and hoped they would get back together after he completed studies for his Master degree. They had had sex several times. The act itself had been OK but she didn’t see why some of her friends were so thrilled by it. Jeff had told her six inch long, one inch diameter cock was a little bigger then normal and she had no reason not to believe him. The first time pain had not been bad and after that the few minutes of rubbing was pleasant but nothing special, maybe someday she would come to enjoy it.
After the movie and a drink he asked Carol if she wanted to watch some TV upstairs and much to his surprise she accepted. Once in the room he turned on the TV, made them a drink and they leaned on the bed headboard to start watching some talk show.
Al put his arm around Carols shoulders and started to kiss her ear, cheek and neck slowly working his way to her mouth. Once there he ran his tongue around her lips before she opened her mouth and their tongues played with each other. While this was going on he twisted their bodies sideways so that the ended up lying down.
Carol thought the “invitation to watch TV” was a little obvious but accepted because she knew she could control him and he needed some teasing, besides if there was one thing Al could do it was KISS. His tongue was so long she had almost gagged on it the first time he put it in her mouth. His kissing and stroking had driven her nuts several times but she was careful not let him know. She sat on the bed and let him pull her to him. Then he started kissing her, it sent shivers down her spine and their dueling tongues was spectacular. She allowed him to lay her flat on the bed. She was thinking that he was really going good tonight he certainly knew how to kiss and stroke a girl. He was doing so well she might even let him cop a feel of her breasts.
Al continued kissing Carol and slowly ran his hand from her ear down her neck and back over her butt and thigh to her knee. Then he gently ran the back of his fingers up the inside of her leg pressing down slightly when he reached her mound but then moving on before she could object. When he reached the bare skin above her shorts he ran his hand in a circle the top just going under her blouse and the bottom just under the waistband of her shorts.
He was now approaching what he called the “ROADBLOCK”; Carol kept her hand on the side of his neck and her elbow down firmly to her side completely blocking access to her tits. He moved his hand to her elbow and tried to move it. To his surprise she put both her arms over his shoulders allowing access to her breasts. He ran his fingers in a spiral starting at the base of her left breast and then pinched her nipple. He slid his hand over to the other breast and did the same thing. Along the way he undid a couple of buttons. Now he proceeded to move his lips from her neck down her chest using his nose and tongue to move aside her blouse and his hand to push up her bra until he had a nipple between his lips.
Carol enjoyed the way Al was kissing and stroking her. His hand up the inside of her legs and the pressure on her mound felt great. The light touch on her stomach and under her cloths was wild. She decided he had earned a feel of her breasts so she put both her arms around his neck. His light caress was wonderful but when he started to move his kisses down her front she knew it was time to stop him. Suddenly she realized that her blouse was undone, her bra pushed up and his tongue playing with her nipples. How had he accomplished that? She wasn’t sure but she knew she had to stop him, but maybe not just yet. Her nipples had never been this swollen and hard or felt this good. She moaned and felt empty when he pulled his head away to take off his shirt. When he got it off she pulled his head down so he could continue to suck and nibble on them. It felt so good she didn’t notice what his hand was doing.
Al was in seventh heaven; he continued to tease her nipples with his tongue and pinch them with his lips sometimes gently and sometimes a little rough, she moaned and pressed on the back of his head. He wasn’t sure how far she would let him go but decided to continue until she stopped him. He moved his hand down to her hip and undid the button and zipper on her shorts. Then he ran his hand down and up the inside of her thigh ending on her mound and fingered her slit then repeating the movement. He started to move his mouth down dipping his tongue into her navel and giving her love bites on her stomach.
Al decided it was time to go for broke. He spread Carol’s thighs and moved his body between them. He kissed and licked her stomach running his tongue under the waist band of her shorts then moving to the inside of her thighs. While he was doing this he undid his shorts and lowered both them and his briefs to his knees. He ran his hands under her butt, grabbed the top of her shorts and panties and pulled them off.
Carol had never felt anything like she felt now. When Al’s mouth had left her tits she felt empty but his hand running up her leg and rubbing her mound was great. Why he was kissing her stomach and thighs she didn’t know, there was nothing down there for a mouth or tongue. But it did feel good. Suddenly she was naked, he had pulled off her shorts. WHAT THE HELL DID HE THINK HE WAS DOING? SHE WOULD PUT A STOP TO THIS SHIT.
Al was in trouble. He had planned on pulling Carol’s shorts off and immediately moving his body over hers and trying to enter her. But after he got them off and in his rush to move up he had hooked her right leg over his left shoulder. Now what should he do? If he took the time to try to untangle she might tell him stop. Then he remembered his friend Doug saying “women like their cunts licked” but had no idea what that meant. The only thing to do was to keep her busy by kissing whatever was closest to his mouth.
Al kissed and nibbled his way up Carol’s thigh till he reached an area with some hair around it. He guessed this must be her cunt/pussy call it what you will. He planted a kiss on it and ran his tongue up the slit. Carol jerked her body but did not pull away. So far she had not told him to stop, in fact most of the sounds she was making were moans, and what words she said made no sense. He continued kissing and licking the area, he also found an opening and slid a finger in. In feeling around the area he discovered a fold of skin with a little nub in it, he decided to lick it and pinch it. Carol almost came off the bed.
Carol was just about to tell Al to stop when he started kissing the inside of her thigh and working his way up, for some reason her body seemed to like it so she let him continue to see what would happen. Maybe she would even let him screw her it wouldn’t be the end of the world and he would enjoy it. But what was he doing down there.
What are you doing? You can’t kiss that!
Oooh, yes.
No, stop that.
Oh yes, don’t stop.
GOD! OH GOD! OH…OH…OH!
OK that’s enough stop, please stop.
YES, YES RIGHT THERE, DON’T STOP, OH PLEASE DON’T STOP.
Al had found her clit and Carol was having the first organism of her life. He being a novice himself stopped.
“I’m sorry did I hurt you.”
Carol pulled his head back between her legs.
“Finish me, if you stop again I’ll kill you.”
Al went back to work. He was enjoying the licking and kissing and fingering and tasting he was doing. Carol tasted sweet and clean, now a musty taste was starting. All in all it was wonderful. He only had three problems; one - keeping in place as Carol thrashed around, two – breathing, and three was his cock was getting harder and harder with no relief in sight.
Carol was out of her mind with pleasure as she had organism after organism. She writhed under his mouth and tongue as he licked and sucked at her clit. He didn’t do anything fancy just long continuous licks – she came with a series of loud moans. Finally she calmed down and decided to let Al have his turn. After all he had done more on his first try then that fucking Jeff had ever accomplished. She spread her thighs and pulled his head towards her mouth.
Al had mixed emotions when Carol pulled his head up. He was enjoying the taste of her cum and of being the cause making this very self-controlled women lose all control but his tongue was exhausted and felt like it would never move again. Then he realized that what Carol was going to allow him to do, finally he would put his cock into something other then his fist.
His first effort at entry was too high and rubbed across her clit causing her to yelp it was the first time she had felt his cock. She had been convinced that Jeff’s 6-inch cock was large and the feel of Al’s 9-inch long 2-inch wide member puzzled her.
“Stop, what is that down there. What are you trying to put in me?”
Al moved a little and continued to push. Even as wet and aroused as she was, the feeling of Al pushing into her caused to cry out in pain. “Stop! Stop…wait, wait. Take it out it won’t fit.”
She panted as she felt the muscles of her cunt strain as the head of Al’s cock slid past her outer lips.
“We’ll take it easy” he said. “It’ll fit.”
“No it won’t. It’s too big.” she said. “I don’t know what you’re trying to put in me but STOP IT.”
Al was beyond stopping; maybe a bucket of ice water could have slowed him down but nothing else. But he didn’t want to cause her pain. With a series of slow and gentle strokes, pulling out to the head and then pushing in deeper each time, Al finally filled her. He was too new to attempt long, slow sex. He started to pump hard and fast. In a short time he felt his balls tighten, his cock swell and he unloaded years of pent up cum into Carol’s hole. Then he collapsed, panting for breath and his dick becoming limp. His last thought before taking a nap was “If sex gets any better then this I may not survive.”
Carol wondered what Al was trying to put in her. She told him to stop but he continued pushing. She felt the lips of her pussy spread and something huge and hard slipped in. She begged him to stop but he kept on pumping in and out spreading her wider and deeper then she thought possible. After a few strokes she found if she relaxed it didn’t feel bad in fact it felt good, no great. She wanted more but he was as deep as Jeff had ever been so he must be finished. Carol looked down their bodies wanting to see their pubic bones joined. What she saw was 3 or 4 inches of male cock still not in her pussy. “OH GOD, Give it to me, I want it all!” she cried. For the first time in her life she locked her legs around Al’s butt and pulled as hard as she could burying him completely in her. As fast as he pumped she arched her hips receive him, she couldn’t get enough of that wonderful cock.
Finally Carol felt Al’s cock swell even larger as he buried himself as deep as he could get. Then with Al’s hot cum filling her she exploded, raising her hips higher, pulling with her legs even more locking herself against Al until her trembling ended. She collapsed alone with Al, panting for breath and feeling his dick becoming limp. Her thoughts were “Jeff is a lying sack of shit weenie. I wonder how long it will be until Al is ready again.”

A smile slowly spread across Jasmine’s face as she slept. Her mind allowing her deepest fantasies to surface and play themselves out in her dreams. Her body slowly moving as the thoughts set themselves free. Her dream fantasy was often a recurring thought……..
She walked through the crowded train station, she knew she looked good, long black hair which reached just down to the dip of her lower back, dark eyes that shined when she was excited, and legs that seemed to go on forever. Many men had loved those legs but she’d let few find out where they led.
She stepped up the step into the train, it was one of the old fashioned kind, with the little cabins containing about six seats. The one she chose seemed to have the blinds stuck down but that was OK, she preferred her privacy and perhaps it would put others off so she could be alone.
She sat down and reached into her bag, taking out a book she settled herself for the long journey. 4 hours should see her in Scotland for Christmas.
Her peace was broken when the door to the compartment slid back, a tall dark haired man with intensely blue eyes stared down at her. “I’m sorry, all the others are full!” She smiles slightly, a little annoyed by the intrusion but not wanting to seem unpleasant. “Sure, take a seat,” she said.
She was a little surprised that he chose the seat right next to her rather than any of the others, but she returned to her book, her mind occasionally wandering away from it’s pages and across to the stranger. He was a very good looking man, maybe a little older than her but not much. He was muscular and obviously kept himself in shape. Those eyes were beautiful too, as he sat also reading. She didn’t see that his eyes occasionally flicked sideways to look at her.
She began to imagine how it would feel for him to touch her and with a start remembered that she had decided against the longer skirt, and that this one only just reached her mid thigh whilst sitting. Then she felt his hand rest on her right thigh, he began to slowly but firmly stroke her thigh, starting just above her knee and in slow circles moving up until his fingers touched the edge of her skirt. Her lips parted and her mouth went dry.
He ran a finger along the hem of the skirt and then slipped underneath it, she could feel herself tingling and knew she must be getting a little wet. He continued those slow stroking circles moving higher and higher until he reached the top of her thigh and then began to slide his hand towards the centre of her legs. Involuntarily she moved her legs apart slightly to allow him more space to work. He glanced at her and seeing that she was obviously accepting of his actions he continued his journey.
Sliding between her legs, separated from her by only the thin lace panties she was wearing he could feel her heat and the wetness he was slowly drawing from her. He walked his fingers up the fabric until he felt the waistband and then, as she moved her hips forward on the seat he slipped his hand under the fabric. Feeling the soft hair between her legs, she moaned softly and, taking this as compliance, he moved his fingers, parting her labia and feeling the moist, soft flesh beneath them. His fingers found her clit and began to stroke it gently, hardly touching her and her breath quickened as he moved.
Feeling her becoming more aroused, he slid his fingers lower down and then slipped one inside her, he curved his finger slightly, finding that spot inside her and began those small circles again. She moved again in the seat, twisting so that she faced him with her legs apart slightly. He lifted her right leg and moved it so that he was now sitting between them.
She looked up at him as he withdrew his finger and using both hands reached under her skirt and removed her pants, tossing them carelessly to the floor. She was so wet now that she could feel the moisture on the seat beneath her.
He gently slid his finger back into her, making circles with the whole finger, spreading her wider, then sliding a second finger in, followed by a third. She found herself making thrusting movements against his hand, her hips rising and falling as he moved. Then she felt a slight pressure between her legs as he slipped a fourth finger into her, it felt wonderful, deep and probing, full and wet.
He began to twist his hand as he moved his fingers in and out of her, she was pushing back against him, moaning and getting wetter and wetter. Her whole body was caught up in his touch, she could feel her aroused nipples grazing against the fabric of her bra and adding to her wetness. She felt her whole body tense as the first orgasm rocked her body.
He did not cease his movements and instead she felt a new pressure, as he folded his hand around his thumb and slid all five fingers into her, she felt her body tense with this unfamiliar feeling, a curious mix of pain and pleasure that she had never felt before. She pushed back against him, feeling herself open out around his fingers, she came again. Her cum oozing out of her around his hand, she couldn’t remember ever being this wet in her life.
She was pushing against him, sopping wet and totally relaxed and without even intending to, he slid his entire hand inside her, she let out an involuntary grunt as she felt the stretching within. He held still for a moment, letting her get used to his presence, then he began to gently thrust into her, rocking her entire body with just his hand, she came again and again, the complete filling of her cunt was just too good not to. She was lost in her own world of pleasure and sensation.
She became dimly aware of a new sensation, a feeling or pressure against her ass, he was stroking her there with his other hand, whilst still moving his fist inside her cunt. She could not have resisted even if she’d wanted to as he slid a finger into her ass, feeling the muscles clench around it, she relaxed fully and that drew him deeper into her.
He added a second finger and then a third, she grunted animalistically, the pleasure/pain barrier was just too much for her and she came once more, lying there in the compartment with his fist buried up to the wrist in her cunt and three fingers in her ass. She moaned and bucked against him, and he added a fourth finger to her ass, he was now alternating between thrusting into her cunt and then into her ass, giving her no time to recover from either, she loved the feeling and couldn’t really believe a stranger was doing this to her.
She gushed again, the fluid flowing out freely, simply providing more lubrication for the hand in her ass. She felt his thumb briefly brush the sensitive rosebud of her ass as he wrapped his other fingers around it and at the next thrust he pushed all five fingers into her ass, her legs now over his shoulders, he had full control of everything and was thrusting in and out of both of her holes, stretching them in a way she had never felt before, she came once more and he took that total release as the moment to push his entire hand inside her ass, fucking her with his fists in both her holes.
She couldn’t work out how to move so she just went with whatever happened, her body thrashing from side to side and backwards and forwards as he moved. She screamed out with a deep throaty growl as she came again, forcing him out of both her ass and vagina together. She gushed repeatedly, soaking everything she was sitting on and hearing a few drips as her cum hit the floor.
He then proceeded to rise from his seat, and withdrawing a small towel from the briefcase he’d set on the floor when he came in he wiped his hands dry. Then bending down, he picked her pants from the floor and laid them on the seat next to her. With a slight smile playing across his lips he turned to her and nodded, then opening the door so as not to expose her to anyone outside, he stepped backwards into the corridor, closed the door behind him and was gone……..
Jasmine woke to the sound of her boyfriend calling her name, he walked into her bedroom holding something in his hand.
“Morning sleepyhead!” he said. He was blonde and of average height, good looking to some, Jasmine felt he could have spent more time in the gym recently.
“Your mother wants us to go to her’s for Christmas, trouble is, I have to work and can’t get the time off, so I’m afraid you’ll have to go alone!” Jasmine’s heart pounded in her chest. They had no car so she would have to travel by train, she knew exactly what she would wear………….

Angel was the first to wake up and realized that Buffy was completely nude and realized that she might be cold when she got up. So he slowly moved them both towards his desk and leaned Buffy over so he could take off his jacket. He pulled Buffy in his embrace and placed the jacket on her. His fingers started caressing her golden locks feeling how soft they were.
‘I care about you Buffy, but I don’t know if more will ever come out of it. All that I know is that no matter what happens between us I want that we spend enough time with one another.’
Buffy felt an embrace around her body and also something on her body. It just felt warm even though her legs were cold. She then remembered that she came to visit Angel for a business matter. Though they never settles to an agreement. She lifted her head and spotted Angel staring down at her.
“Hi,” she said softly and then kissed him.
“Hi right back at you. Sleep well?” he asked smiling.
“Uh huh.” Buffy also realized that he was still inside her body and smiled at the thought.
“Oh just to let you know I’ve decided that your company can represent mine. I just happen to like that benefits that your company gives to its clients,” she said smiling. Angel laughed at her response.
“Do you do this to all your female clientele. Or just me?”
“Just you. Only you Miss Summers,” she said and captured her lips into a kiss and caressed her thigh.
“That’s good to know.” She then rose herself from his bo0dy and started to get dress. As she was putting her underwear on Angel just couldn’t keep his brown eyes off the curves of her body.
“I see you staring at me,” she said turning to face him.
“I can’t help but be distracted by such beauty.”
“Sweet talker.” They both finished fixing their clothes.
“I better be going.”
“No! Don’t go. I thought I could take you to lunch.”
“I can’t. Besides I’m seeing you tomorrow.”
“Well speaking of tomorrow something came up.”
“Oh.” ‘Great his wife wants to spend more time with him.’
“My parents invited Darla and I for dinner.”
“Oh, it’s okay if it’s your parents. I’ll see you next week then.”
“No! I want you there.”
“Don’t you think that it’d be strange for your mistress to these with your wife and parents,” she said seriously.
“I know that, but if you bring Willow and Xander with you it’s be so suspicious.”
“How do you about them?”
“They work for me. That’s why I wasn’t upset about you being with them.”
“Why you.” She then hit his chest. He caught her hand.
“You coming tomorrow night?” He asked her kissing her hand.
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” she said smiling wickedly. ‘Oh, Angel has no idea what’s coming to him tomorrow night.’
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Darla made believe around Angel that she wanted him. Well she did, but apparently Angel slept with her once or twice and she wondered how he could put up without having sex. She on the other hand needed to have sex and very often. So about two to six months into their marriage she started to have an affair on Angel with Lindsay McDonald. He was no Angel, but he gave her what she wanted. Sex.
“Darla when are you planning to leave Angel McKeon so we can spend our life together?”
“I can’t leave Angel yet Lindsay. He and I are married and we have to keep our family business going. I know that he’s screwing behind my back, but I can’t place it yet. Though I don’t know if he’s been doing it for the past two years though.”
“Oh, Darla who cares if he does. Just divorce him already.”
“Don’t worry about it,” she said holding him while they were in his bed.
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Angel made his way home dreading to see “the bitch” also known as Darla. There were times like these that made him wonder why he agreed to get married to her. Sure they both had sex with one another, but that’s all it was. There was no love, no feeling from inside that would make you happy. As he drove into the driveway in SUV, he realized that Darla’s car wasn’t in the driveway. That brought a smile to his face.
When Angel walked right into the door his dog barked sensing the presence of his owner. Angel kneeled down before his dog.
“Hey there girl. You happy to see me,” he said smiling. The dog barked in response.
“You look like you’re hungry. Let’s get you something to eat.” His dog leads the way to the kitchen as he took off his jacket and loosened his tie and opened the top button from his shirt. Angel went inside the cabinet and found the dog food and poured it into a bowl and refilled the water bowl as well. Bertha Blue went straight for the food. Angel went to the fridge and found some ham and cheese, mayonnaise and bread and made a sandwich. Though before he sat down he grabbed a Heineken from the fridge and sat down. As he ate his sandwich he was thinking about Buffy and what a performance it was. He just couldn’t believe how she surprised him by coming to his office. His bog finished her food and walked over to Angel and placed her head on Angel’s leg.
“I hope someday you’ll meet Buffy. You’ll really like her. She’s nothing like Darla,” he said patting his dog.
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After Angel spent a couple of hours lounging in the living room with Bertha Blue beside him, he decided to head upstairs. As he made it to the bedroom and started undressing his clothes and placing his jacket back into the closet he inhaled the scent of Buffy’s vanilla perfume.
“Buffy,” he whispered. He closed the door then headed to the bathroom to wash his face. He looked up into the mirror and gazed up at his reflection and smiled. He was happy with his life now that Buffy entered into his life. ‘I want Buffy more than anything. I have no idea what she’s doing. Actually I do, but it’s starting to become something else.’ He dried his face and went to bed dreaming about Buffy.
Darla quickly entered the bedroom quietly not wanting to wake Angel. She shed her clothes and slipped on her nightgown and went under the covers. Angel heard her and a faint smile went across his lips. ‘I got you. So you think that you’re the only one that can cheat in our marriage. Well you’re wrong. Two can play that game.’ Darla in the other hand thought she fooled Angel because she assumed that he was asleep.

My psychologists’ name is Xenia Jones; honest to God that really is her name. Why I had to see her is a side story. I’ll give you the short version:
I was about to leave a restaurant one afternoon when this young guy, about my height and size bumped in to me. I automatically said.” Excuse me!” Then I stepped back to let him by.
For reasons unknown, he snarled belligerently. “That’s not good enough gramps I’m going to kick your ass just because you are a stupid old man who is in my way.
Of course, he tried to hit me in the face. It fallows that I blocked his punch. Now I haven’t hit another person in anger for over thirty years. But this young pup really irritated me. It was not long before he found himself pined against a wall with my right hand clutching his neck, one of my knees pressed tightly against his groin, with my left fist cocked and ready.
Several people including an off duty cop pulled me off before I could do him any damage physically. His pride was bent just a tad I think.
He was hauled off to jail, outstanding warrants do things like that to a person, and I had to go to anger management counseling. Now what was I to do let him beat me up? The world is getting stranger by the minute.
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Xenia is a very pretty girl; her jasmine perfume would have driven a weaker man crazy. (If they were under, forty-five they are girls to me) She had lustrous brown hair, dark doe eyes, and an amazing smile. Her short skirts reviled long smooth legs to die for. She always wore chunky three-inch stacked heels that thrust her incredible ass out to perfection. She was thirty-two when we met. Five foot ten or so, and maybe thirty or forty extra pounds in the right places.
I was instantly in lust with her. Unfortunately, she was my therapist, so I had to keep reminding my small head to relax. She was one of the one of prettiest big girls I had seen in a while.
We chatted for an hour or so. I tried to be as honest as I could answering her questions. Near the end of the session, she paused and looked over her notes.
“Mr. Rains…ah…John I believe you have been very truthful with me. I’ve seen the police report and I think I understand what perpetrated your actions in the restaurant….” She winced then asked. “I really should not have told you that, may I count on your discretion?”
“Sometimes Xenia.” I said grinning. “I’m so discreet I won’t even tell myself what I hear.”
She chuckled at that then took a card and wrote on the back of it. “This is when I want to see you again. I don’t believe you need it however the County policy says you need to see me a minimum of three times.”
Her fingers lingered a few seconds longer than necessary when she put the card in my hand. “Show this card to the receptionist. She will confirm the time and date.”
When we shook hands she looked me directly in the eyes, her grip lingered a bit then I left. Was this girl coming on to me? Fat chance kid I told myself…the chances of that were somewhere between slim and none. It is her job to be friendly so I did my best to forget the whole thing.
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Three weeks later, on a hot summer day, I was in my shop a couple of hundred feet from my house admiring a small welding job I had just finished for a client. He would be happy with the result I was sure.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Xenia peeking through the open shop door dressed to kill as usual. Her blouse was partly unbuttoned showing a generous amount of cleavage plus her white lace bra. Sweat was on her brow and beads of perspiration dotted the smooth valley between her breasts. Her skirt was a couple of inches above her knees.
“Well hello.” I said “Welcome to my office. It is a bit hot in here; the cooler broke down after lunch I haven’t taken time to fix it.”
“That’s alright I’m sorry to bother you right now.” She said giving me one of her amazing smiles. “I have some forms for you to sign. More County stuff, even with computers we are all but buried in paper. I have the afternoon off so I though I would bring it by and save you a trip to town in this heat.”
“How did you find me? I am sort of off the beaten track.” I said dusting off a somewhat clean shop stool. “This is reasonably clean have a seat.” I took another stool facing her.
“I’m a little familiar with the area.” She said blushing. “I like your house and yard. Have you been here long?” She perched on the stool and crossed her long smooth legs her skirt road up to mid thigh. I caught a hint of her nylon tops. As Xenia squirmed to balance her briefcase on a gorgeous knee, her skirt crept higher yet, her nylon tops coming in to full view. She gave up with that and uncrossed her legs giving me a panty flash in the process. Mercifully she placed the brief case on her knees hiding her panties.
“Twenty years or so…even after my ex left me I couldn’t bare to sell out.” I said while I mentally told my cock not to stand up and salute her.” I didn’t feel like building another one.” I was trying to be a gentleman and not stare. Of course, I failed miserably with that endeavor as well.
Xenia seemed oblivious to the amount of leg and breast she was showing. I swear one of the buttons of her blouse popped out of a buttonhole on its own.
She blushed when I noticed her looking directly at the bulge in my pants. Acting as if I hand not noticed she leaned forward and placed a paper on the case and held up a pin. “J…just sign this and the County business is taken care of.” She stuttered flushing to the tops of her breasts.
I stood up, took the pin, and signed the form. Then taking the paper and pin I put them in the brief case and set it on the counter behind her.
Her perfume and the scent of her sweet womanly sweat filled my world when we kissed. Her hot tongue found mine. She pressed her smooth lovely breasts against my hands when I cupped them. When I looked into her beautiful doe eyes, there was a little fear and pleading in them.
Her trembling hands found my crotch and caressed me. “Oh please fuck me.” She said breathlessly. “You’re the first real man I’ve met in such a long time. “Pull my panties off and take me!”
Being a man of gentle nature, with a sound body and reasonably sound mind I did the only thing I could. I moved in for the kill.
Xenia leaned back against the thickly padded edge of the counter and lifted her ass from the stool to pull her skirt up to her waist. She kept her ass up when I tugged her low cut lacy panties off her hips and down her legs. She kicked them off and spread her smooth lush thighs.
Her bush was thick but well trimmed. Xenias’ hands were steady as she open the zipper of my pants and fished my cock out. Licking her lips, she cooed over the warmth and hardness of it. “Ooooh!” She panted. I want to suck it! But not now…make me your slut John! Shove it in me!” She pleaded rubbing the glans up and down her all but dripping labia. “Fuck your baby girl deep and hard!”
With one swift stroke, I buried my cock in her surprisingly tight pussy. She dug her heels hard against my ass while I rotated myself hard against soft chubby vulva. “Yes, yes, yes! Oh God yes!” She caroled her joy. “Make me yours. Fuck me, fuck me!”
I kissed her again; her tongue snaked into my mouth eagerly.
As tight as her heels held my ass I was only able to stroke into her with short deep jabs. She gasped with each stroke so I knew it was what she wanted. I raised my upper body continuing my short deep strokes.
Inside her sweat soaked blouse and bra her nipples were rock hard points of desire. Suddenly she jerked her blouse open exposing her lacy bra and ample breasts.
“It hooks in front.” She panted. “Take my tits out and kiss my nipples.”
“I’ve always liked front loaders.” I said, unhooking it with practiced ease. “Recreational bras are the best kind.”
Xenia giggled at that, and then pulled my face down to the sweet soft valley between her tits. The scent was wonderful. Her perfume mixed with the pheromones in her perspiration would have brought a marble statue to life.
She opened her legs and pulled them back holding them at her knees, granting me full access to her vagina. Her lush full thighs and her chubby belly were beautiful. I stroked into her vagina, with slow deep thrusts faster and faster until the liquid slapping of our loins meeting filled air.
“Oh God, faster, harder! Fuck the shit out of me!” She sang as her body shuddered through her first orgasm. “Oh please John cum in me! Fill your baby girl’s cunt with cum!”
(The baby girl commit was getting little scary but the small head was in full control at that point.)
By her command, I did just that. It was the largest burst I had shot in several years. Then I had not been in a woman this tight and wet for several years. Madam palm is a poor substitute for the real thing.
Xenia shuddered and twitched through two more orgasms as I filled her vagina with my cum.
“Leave your cock in me…please!” She panted. “Its’ so nice! I love the feel of it in me even when it’s soft… but you’re not soft are you?”
“It will go down shortly. It usually takes a while.” I said.
She wrapped her legs around again leaning back on the counter breathing hard. Both of us were completely soaked with sweat, It ran off our bodies in streams. Xenia’s flush had crept to her groin and I knew I was red faced as I stood there panting.
When I pulled out to stagger back and sit on the other stool. Xenia stripped all of her clothing off except for her heels and nylons. She posed for me with her hands on her hips. “I hope this wasn’t a one time thing for you?” She said in a small voice. “I saw the way you looked at me the first time in my office…I wanted you from the first. I have a thing for older men. Not the way you might think though.”
“And how is that?” I asked drinking in the sight of her beauty. And,” I added. “If you think I want you to go away and not come back you’re mistaken.” I paused then continued. “You realize of course that I’m twice you age.” She sat on the stool with her legs parted her charms fully displayed. Cum oozed out of the deep cleft of her vagina. She dipped two fingers into her cleft and sucked on them. I could feel myself stirring again. God how I love fleshy women!
“I noticed you winced when I blurted out ‘baby girl’. The man I lost my virginity to was a seventy year old man, he called me that.” She began “He was a neighbor I had know all of my life. It was a week
after I turned eighteen. His wife died the year before. He so alone He was Grandpa and I was his baby girl. I don’t think he planed it, it was one of those things that just happened.”
She smiled sadly remembering. “I was a randy girl full of curiosity about sex and for some reason he turned me on more than any boy who had ever groped me. They never got beyond feeling me up or poking a finger in me.”
“I broke my hymen with a hair brush the week before he fucked me in his den.” She cupped her mound with a hand. “He was so sweet and gentle and very hearty for his age. I more or less seduced him. He was so ashamed by what he had done. He was going to turn himself in to the police.
It took me a while to convince him that I was the one who wanted it, and was an adult who could make up her own mind. He grudgingly agreed and vowed it would never happen again. A week later, I seduced him again at a picnic. After that, we fucked as often as possible. When I left for college, he told me not to save myself for him. That I should enjoy all that school offered.”
“Meaning college men” I interjected.
“Yes.” She said ruefully. “That was a joke. Not too many men wanted a fat girl. The ones that did were crude and stupid.”
“What did your old man say about that?” I asked.
“I never told him.” She said. “I couldn’t break his heart. He died in a car accident my sophomore year. I couldn’t even go to the funeral.”
“Do I look like him?” I asked. Not looking to be a replacement for what she had lost.
“Not at all you are taller, stronger, and with much darker hair. I like the beard too.” She smiled roguishly. “It’s you I want, not him. I want you to fuck me like the dirty girl I am.”
“You are beautiful.” I said. “A little rough around the edges right now, but beautiful and it could be a mistake but I want you too.”
Xenia laughed and looked at me with wonder and a little fear. “I believe you mean that. I don’t know why but I believe you.”
“Enough talk for now. It’s just a short dash to my back door.” I said. “Join me in a shower then talk more and do something about some clothes for you.”
She giggled, “I have a valise sitting outside your shop door with everything I need. I’ll walk with you to the back door. If someone sees me, naked tough fucking luck. One other thing you should know.” She giggled, “I tend to be a potty mouth.”
We walked hand in hand across the yard Xenia naked except for heels and hose swinging the valise. My nearest neighbor was five miles away not much chance of being spotted at all. If someone did complain, fuck them.
I didn’t know what was going to happen, but I knew I was falling in love with this woman and I had to grab the ring when it came by. Funny thing, the next week when I asked Xenia if she would move in with me. She pouted a little then wanted to know why I took so long…sometimes life is so good it’s scary.
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Wow, oh wow. I got invited to a party last night, by this guy I know, Guy. On the phone he asked me what I was doing, I said I was going to get dressed and go to a bar, talk some dude into buying me a few drinks and then come home alone and go to sleep. He asked me what I had on, I said “Just my thong and my bra” he said, “Get dressed, and lose the bra”
Huh? Oooh, I’m gonna have fun!! Well on the way there, he said “We’re going to a bar outside of town, they are closing after tonight and want to go out in style. These people get friendly, so if you aren’t comfortable with someone, let me know and I’ll keep them from you” I said “Cool, no problem here” he said “No I mean they get REALLY friendly, maybe you don’t understand what I mean” I looked at him, realization dawning, and said “You mean groping, heavy petting and kissing?” he said “yes” and looked at me sideways. I said “Cool, no problem!” Then I thought for a minute and said “women too?” he said “yes, women too, but if you don’t want that just say so and they will respect you and back off”
I don’t respond. Secretly, silently, somewhere deep inside me has always been curious what it would be like to be with a woman. Sometimes this curiousity is sooo deep that I even refused to acknowledge it. I guess that makes me Bi-Curious, huh? However, years of “society thinking” had me burying this curious side of me. Now I would get to let loose. Now I would get to see what it was truly like. And maybe, finally, I would get to see what it will be like to kiss a woman!! WOW!
I squirm with excitement, already getting wet. When we get there, he walks in and walks up to his friends. Since I don’t know anyone I follow him.
It doesn’t take long to make friends. Yes they are very friendly. And everyone is so comfortable with their bodies, nothing seems to mar the fun. Big women, skinny women, big breasts, sagging breasts, no breasts, everyone has a ball.
One woman, C, she kissed me. My first kiss. It was soft, sensual, and absolutely electrifying!! Then she broke the kiss, smiled at me and turned away. I blinked to clear my vision and looked around and everyone was staring at me and smiling.
Hm, I like C!! There’s another woman there who doesn’t speak to me, even though Guy said she’s a good friend of his. This is the woman that he wants to get into bed with me. He wants a 3some with her, and I look at her, she’s beautiful, and she’s so sensual. But she doesn’t speak to me, instead concentrating on him.
I kept hearing about this one guy, SC. He seemed to be somewhat of a legend, and I kept looking for him. Finally they said “He’s here.” I look over and he was so cute. He was a tall, thin, black guy with a beautiful face and an incredible smile that would light up the whole room. I watched his attitude and then walked up to him and said “I will bring you to your knees” he smiled and said “Oh really?” I responded by lightly stroking his nipples, causing him to almost drop his drink, and making his knees shake.
*Grins * Then Guy said “Dude, this woman will HURT you. Trust me. She will hurt you!”
Thanks, Guy. High praise indeed. I played around with SC for a while, teasing him with my fingernails, all the while staring in his eyes, refusing to let him look away. I succeed in making him hard as a rock, which was impressive indeed considering he was in baggy pants. He looked delicious, from where I was. At one point, I was leaned back in a chair, I had about 4 or 5 different men on me. One had his hands down my pants, caressing my clit to an incredible orgasm, one guy on each nipple, one guy kissing the back of my neck, and somewhere, someone had removed my shoes and was sucking on my toes.
I tell you, I was in heaven. At one point, I was giving this guy a lap dance (fully dressed) and C was giving another guy a lap dressed (also fully dressed) and her and I were facing each other, kissing and fondling each other. The knowledge that so many people were watching me was intoxicating, until I completely forgot that I was in a bar, in public. At another point, I was dancing, belly to belly with a different woman, my shirt raised, nipples touching.
I have never had such an incredibly erotic experience with so many people present. I just closed my eyes, and felt the sensations caress me, and lift me to a plane somewhere above the earth. I felt fingers and tongues and lips all over my body, and every single one of them set me on fire. Every single one of them was a complete and separate experience in itself.
There were so many firsts on this night that I can’t truly count them all. But, tomorrow is another day!!

Sorry for the numeration errors. I wrote both pieces before I typed them and put them here on Literotica. THIS piece is to be known as Secret Plans 5.5, while the previous chapter is simply Secret Plans 5. Also, please forgive excessive grammar and spelling mistakes, I am trying to get updates out sooner than I was before. Thank you for reading!
It was time to show her how he felt for her. Jason licked Lauren’s juices from his fingers, and moved up to her beautiful face.
“Lauren, you know that I’m in love with you right?” he asked. “I don’t just sleep with anyone. Sex is important to me and I want you to know that this isn’t just a fling for me.” He kissed her gently as if to seal the deal. She was to be his now and, and he could prove it.
Love makes people blind, and so without protection Jason positioned himself between Lauren’s coca legs and slowly inserted his thick cock into her tight opening. Lauren felt like she hadn’t been entered fro months. He stretched her open as he moved each inch into her.
“You’re so beautiful. So beautiful…” Jason muttered into her hair as he slowly fucked her. With each stroke he added more force and a smacking noise began to resonate from between them.
Jason increased his speed, and the smacking noise became louder. He hadn’t realized how hard and forcefully he had been giving it to her until he felt Lauren’s nails digging into his shoulders and back. He couldn’t loose his concentration just yet.
In a fit of passion he grabbed her arms and pinned them back over her head. Pausing for only a second, he repositioned himself and mercilessly began to pound her sweet black pussy.
“Oh Jason… fuck me Jason!” Lauren cried as he hammered his cock into her over and over again. Jason could feel waves of her orgasm rippling thought her and around his cock. He was showing here what it meant to be his. She would learn that he was all she needed, not Derrick or any other man. Another throatier moan from Lauren sent Jason over the edge, and he exploded inside of her, filling her with his seed.
“Darling…Lauren…oh Lauren…” Jason breathes in between kisses. “I love you.” Lauren kissed Jason back and shifted into his arms to cuddle. They fell asleep like this and thought nothing of their troubles.