Jane Crystal’s Erotica

The Sauna

Posted by jane

The party was winding down and most of the guest had left. The balmy summer night did nothing to warm her body after the sun sat. The soaked two piece shimmering pink bathing suit clung to her body making her shiver. The woman headed to the outdoor changing room and stripped out of the suit and slipped on a matching thigh length sleeveless cover. She wanted to just relax in the sauna for a bit hoping that might sober her up. She wasn’t a drinker by nature but the four fruity drinks she’d had must have been stronger than she thought because her head was buzzing. She probably shouldn’t have had that last one because too many usually left her feeling tipsy and slightly aroused.

She strolled around the tree shrouded flagstone path to the secluded sauna. She walked in and grabbed a towel. She turned the lights on low and laid the towel on the u-shaped bench that covered the three walls. She laid face down on her folded arms and closed her eyes with a sigh. Soon, the warmth began spreading over her body. She squirmed a little, her body restless before settling deeper into the towel as she began to relax. The warmth was touching her skin like a lover’s caress, softly, and her body was tingling slightly. She closed her eyes and concentrated on just relaxing. Soon, she felt herself drifting in and out of sleep.

After a while, the door was flung open to subdued drunken laughter and a voice spoke in the darkness.

“Oh,” she heard a female voice giggle. ‘Looks like its occupied.”

“Well Sheryl, lets just sit a bit then and warm up before we head out.” a deep male voice spoke.

“Hey,” the female voice stated, “you don’t mind if we sit here to warm up a bit, do you?”

She mumbled as she felt them move to sit down. Soon she was lost in a semi-dream state of ocean waves, warm breezes and exotic nights.

Deep in her warm drowsiness, she felt a soft hand slide over her ankle and up the inside of her thigh, slowly. A soft kiss was planted on the back of her left knee and she felt a rough wetness where her ass met her thigh. She shivered slightly and her legs shifted on a sigh.

“Shouldn’t we wake her?” the deep male voice penetrated her subconscious.

“Just watch baby, you have me so turned on that I want to return the favor.” The female voice whispered breathlessly and the woman on the bench stirred almost to wakefulness.

Soon the sauna became quiet again and she turned over onto her back and raised her arms above her head in supplication to the warmth and relaxation of the heat.

Time passed-minutes, seconds-and she felt a warm hand glide up under her loose cover to surround her left breast, stroking softly-lightly. She felt her nipple tighten and moaned a little in her sleep.

“God baby, I’m so hard already.” The male voice stated. “Let’s wake her up and see if she’ll join us.”

The woman stirred- arousal weaving into her dreams. She unconsciously lifted her left leg as her right dropped off the bench, her foot hitting the floor. She wanted.

She felt her cover being lifted to bunch below her arms. A warm soft mouth covered her nipple and began to lick, sucking gently. Her body was heating up even more and she was beginning to stir. She felt another pair of hands on her further down but these were hard, hot and strong and spreading her leg wider. She felt a rough finger inside her and moaned in her sleep.

“Hey, you’re going to wake her up.” the female voice whispered sharply.

“I don’t care. God, watching you tongue her nipples is driving me crazy. Come over here and fuck me.” She slapped his hand away as she moved back towards the woman’s feet.

“Listen baby, just relax and watch. Trust me, you’ll love it.” She leaned over and surrounded his hard cock with her hand, giving it a few quick jerks as she licked the head, sucking it in a few times before turning back towards the sleeping woman.

“Besides, you know how turned on I get when you watch me while stroking yourself. It makes me wild.”

The woman heard the sound of flesh smacking against flesh and stirred. The sounds were mixing with her dreams and she knew something didn’t fit. Her body felt hot, flushed and the dream breezes were fanning the flames not cooling her down.

She felt a wet tongue stroking the inside of her thigh, high up, close to her clit and lifted her body slightly in anticipation. The woman moans as a mouth covers her and begins to lick slowly, softly, while a finger rubs her aching clit. The woman’s breathing hitches and quickens as she slowly begins to crawl from the dream towards the hot tongue licking her body to fire.

She hears movement as the tongue works quicker, causing her hips to strain upwards against her will. Her body is heated, unable to still and she wants to open her eyes. Something is telling her to wake.

“What are you doing.” a female voice whispers frantically. The tongue has stopped and she stirs, wanting it back.

“Go back and sit down…no.” she whispers. The woman stirs more, her hips straining …waiting…her body shudders.

“I can watch better from this side.” The man growls. The female watches as the male gently lifts the woman’s hands and sits them in his lap as he scoots closer to her head. “God baby, you make me so hot. Touch me while you lick her. Wrap your hand around mine and help me stroke my cock.”

“Just watch baby, just watch. She taste so sweet. Just watch me baby. I want you as wild as I am right now.”

The female dips her head back down and begins to lick again-harder. She moves over the woman and straddles her left leg and begins to pump against it. She opens the female wider with her fingers and begins to lick quickly, deeper.

The female is so close to cumming.

She looks up as she licks, watching her guy stroke his cock in quick jerky movements. The drink in her system, the taste of the female and the excitement of getting caught is making her wild, reckless-hard and sharp. She shoves a finger inside the woman while her eyes are glued to her guy. She can see the head of his bulging cock glistening and knows he is close as well.

Her eyes narrow in lust as she watches him take the woman’s hands and cover his cock with them, surrounding them with his own and moving them up and down over his cock-hard and fast.
The jerky movements are too real-too exciting and they penetrate the dream and the woman wakes with a start, breathing hard.

Her body stills as a hand covers her mouth. “Don’t scream.” a male voice pleads above her head. “Baby go. Just keep her wet- keep going. God, don’t stop, I’m so fucking hard, so close.”

The woman, fully awake now, begins to move restlessly- confused and very aroused

“Promise not to scream.” The man breaths heavily. “I’m taking my hand away.”

“Who…what.” Her mouth is covered with a hot kiss as a hand glides up to pinch and rub a nipple. She feels more fingers shove inside her, moving rapidly in and out as a tongue flicks her clit sucking it hard. She jerks.

The woman’s body strains against her will. She moans into the kiss as she feels a hard cock in her hands and her hips press quickly and uncontrollably up into the soft quick mouth. She tries to move away but her body fights her mind.

“Faster baby, make her cum.” the man growls. “Oh god baby, now.”

The woman is lost. Her hands are released as she feels the man move closer still. The mouth and fingers between her legs are moving faster and her body is pumping up quick, straining. She closes her eyes against reality as she feels her body tightening, her clit on fire in the mouth. Her nipples harden and she grabs the mans waist as she bows her body up sharply.

Suddenly her hair is grabbed and jerked around, forcing her head up and to the left. “Lick it lady, open your mouth.” The man growls as he reaches his left hand over and cups her cheek more gently, pulling her closer. “Please lady, lick it.”

She opens her eyes and watches as he pumps his cock fast near her mouth. Before she can think she opens and licks the side, stroking just as quick and as fast as she is pumping against the mouth and fingers below. Suddenly her body bows up hard, tight as she cums.

The fingers leave her quickly and the mouth moves away, leaving her spent.

She watches, mesmerized as the woman moves quickly over to the man and grabs his cock, shoving it inside her as she straddles him.

“I’m almost there baby, cum with me.” She pants as she pumps against him faster and faster.

“Yeah baby, fuck me hard.” he yells as he slams up into her- his head back, his eyes closed.

Against her will, the women’s excitement mounts all over again-fast. Her breathing sharpens and she sucks in air against the lust. Watching them pump up and down, faster and faster, heats her up sharply. Her hand moves down as she begins rubbing herself fast. She can feel an orgasm building again only this time hard and more urgent. She can’t take her eyes away as she watches the woman bounce fast on the man.

Suddenly the female screams out, throwing her head back as the man grunts, his body stilling for a moment before falling back to the bench.

The woman cums hard-again. Her body slumps into the bench as she continues to pant. She lifts her left arm up and over her eyes to block them both out. Now that the room is quiet except for the harsh breathing, she is becoming a little embarrassed and confused.

She hears the woman slide off the mans lap and hopes they won’t say anything. She doesn’t think she can face all this right now. She reaches up and pulls down her top and turns over unto her stomach. After a moment, she feels a piece of paper slide into her hand.

“Call us baby, we can do this again sometime.” She hears the man whisper against her ear. She turns her head to see a smile and feels herself blush. She is still turned on.

“Come on Sheryl, let’s let the lady rest.”

She hears the door close and finally relaxes.

Well, that was a first. She looks at the card and smiles, contemplating.

The Picnic

Posted by jane

She felt her body humming as she pressed the elevator button to the top floor. The cornflower blue raincoat was warm for an early spring day, but she didn’t mind. She knew that once it was removed, he’d appreciate the effort. The picnic basket in her hand smelled divine. He was going to be so surprised. She never really had a picnic in his office before.

The elevator opened and she walked purposely towards his office, her heels making that crisp, sharp sound on the black polished stone floor, as only stilettos can. She turns the handle and strolls in.

She strolls past the receptionist talking as she walks by.

“Is he in?” She asks.

“Yes, would you like me to announce you?” The receptionist answers.

“No, I’ll just surprise him.” She says over her shoulder as she nears his office door. She takes a steadying breath, trying to slow down her excitement, and turns the handle.

She quietly closes the door behind her. His chair was facing the large window. He is talking on the phone. She quietly walks up beside his chair and sits on the edge of the desk, her back to the door, and puts the basket down. He swivels his chair around when he hears her and smiles, still talking.

He looks up at her, a question in his eyes.

“A picnic.” she mouths and leans over opening the lid.

She pulls out two white napkins and lays one on the desk in front of him. But he stops her hand in mid air as she begins to pull out the containers of food. She looks up at him and he shakes his head no and mouths ‘sorry’. He covers the bottom of the phone and quietly talks.

“I’m sorry hun, but I have a lunch meeting in about thirty minutes. I wish you’d called.”

She looks at him, a saucy smile on her face. “Well if you don’t have time for lunch.” She whispers, “ how about just dessert?”

She reaches up and unbuttons the coat letting it fall open slowly. His eyes hungrily roam her body as he loses all track of the phone conversation. He listens blankly while he lifts his left hand and strokes her right breast, half covered in a dark blue satin bra, flicking the nipple lightly with a finger and drawing a gasp from her. She watches as he brings his finger to his mouth and licks it, sticking it inside and wetting it generously.

Her breathing quickens sharply as she waits. He glides his wet finger down her stomach over the curve of her hip. He lifts the dark garter strap lightly and lets it snap down, stinging her flesh nicely and making her jump a little before moving down to the inside of her thigh where he stops. “No panties,” he whispers, “nice.”

She is so wet now, anticipation making her squirm off the desk. She stands and moves closer, her legs straddling the left arm of the chair as he finally says his goodbye and hangs up the phone.

“Yes,” he whispers against her stomach, licking.” I think I have time for dessert.”

She steps back and lifts one foot and then the other, removing both shoes.

“I thought you’d want dessert.” She states. She backs up and sits down in the center of the desk just as a sharp knock sounds and the door opens behind her.

“Sir, I just wanted to remind you about your meeting in twenty minutes.” The receptionist states.

She picks up her left foot and places it gently between his open legs. She presses her stocking foot against his hard cock, curling her toes against him- rubbing. It was so exciting doing this, knowing that he felt her foot pressing him but that the receptionist saw nothing. He quickly looks up into her face in understanding, his eyes narrowing in lust. He looks over at his receptionist as he moves his hand from her thigh to cup her, inserting his middle finger deep and moving it back and forth slowly. He looks back at her for a moment and watches, satisfied as she bites her lip and closes her eyes in a desperate attempt to keep quiet.

“Thanks Marlene. I’ll be there. Oh and could you lock the door on your way out and hold all calls for now. It is so seldom my wife visits me that I don’t want to be disturbed for the short time she is here.”

Marlene flicks the lock and backs out of the door. “Certainly sir.” She says.

Once the door is closed, he grabs her hips and pulls himself closer. “Well, we have about twenty minutes. What do you think I should do with that time?”

She leans forward and begins to unbuckle his belt. She unzips him and pulls his cock out, stroking and smiling. “Well, you said you had time for dessert. I think we can have dessert in twenty minutes, don’t you?”

She falls to her knees and begins to flick the tip of his cock with her hot tongue. She circles the head several times quickly before sucking it into her mouth. He grabs the back of her head and presses her closer. “Yes, I think we can enjoy dessert in that time.”

He leans his head back as she hums against the head and releases it to lick her way under and down his swollen cock. She licks quickly and sharply against the base before drawing his balls into her mouth, taking turns sucking each one in and out before licking her way back up. His hips jerk up he makes a deep rumbling sound of excitement. Suddenly he grabs her under her arms and hauls her to the desk pushing her all the way back. She raises her hands up and over her head, letting them hang off the end as he roughly grabs her feet and places them on the desk. She loves feeling this way, so open and exposed to him. Her breathing quickens sharply as he stands between her open legs.

“I want to taste you,” he purrs as he leans forward, letting his cock stroke the soft hair covering her, teasing her with the pressure and building her excitement even more, “lick you slowly,” he growls flicking her left nipple with his tongue, pulling it up and biting it gently before sucking it in, “and making you cum over and over with my mouth and fingers till you scream.” He flicks the other nipple hard before moving to her mouth breathing against it. “But I can’t wait, and we don’t have time.

“Please.” she begs, licking his mouth above her, her whole body tight and flushed. “Now.”

He looks into her eyes as they flash lust. Her lips part as she begins to squirm and pant, holding her body still as pleasure licks up and down her spine sharply pooling deep inside.

“Open your mouth for me.” He demands. “Open it wide. I want to thrust my tongue inside your mouth at the same time that I thrust my cock deep.” He watches as she quickly opens her mouth for him and spreads her legs wider still in a hot heated rush, her feet touching each corner of the desk as she presses up frantically, needing him inside now.

“Baby.” She whispers breathlessly, “Now..now, God, now please.” Her whole body feels hot, flushed and needy, ready and wet for him.

He smiles as he slowly leans his mouth closer and closer still, her excitement making his whole body shake, his cock tightening even more. He reaches between them and grabs himself, stroking the tip against her clit, rubbing and watching the heated emotion on her face. She throws her head back and strains forward, panting quick and hard. She reaches up and grabs his face, drawing him closer.

“Now…oh god… now dammit.” She growls trying to pull his mouth to her but he pulls back sharply, wanting her frustrated…excited..raw.

He slowly moves the head down and dips it inside her, feeling her squeeze around him hard, quickly and desperately trying to draw him in. He almost cums with the feel of her hot warmth surrounding him, but he pulls back and rubs it back over her clit, around and around, exiting himself-and her-even more. Her body stills sharply, her breath cut off for a moment as the excitement overwhelms her. He feels her body beginning to shudder in the beginning of a powerful orgasm. He quickly reaches up and grabs both sides of her face and shoves his tongue inside in a hot hard kiss as he plunges his cock deep.

He feels her buck under him hard, pumping quickly up as the orgasm explodes inside her. She wraps her feet tightly over his back and pulls him closer still…deeper as she screams into his mouth. He begins to pump fast inside her, feeling her orgasm squeezing his cock. She breaks away from his mouth and bites down on his neck, her nails dig into his back. He cums hard, collapsing on top her.

They both lay still, trying to catch their breaths. He lifts his head and softly kisses her.

“Well,” he states, “that was very good dessert.”

She raises a hand and caresses his cheek. “I’m so glad you enjoyed it. Next time I come here; I’ll make sure to schedule your time so we can have the whole hour to eat.” She laughs softly as he leans down to kiss her neck before sliding off her.

“That’s a picnic I’ll look forward too.”

The Woman

Posted by jane

She was really beautiful. That is what he noticed first. She had long red hair but the kind of red that was natural, you could tell. There were hints of golden and deep red and soft brown to make the auburn shine. He hoped her eyes were green, nothing he loved better than green eyes with red hair.

She was just sitting on the blanket in the park, reading. The sun picked up the highlights, shining. He could feel himself becoming aroused as his eyes swept down her body while she lay on her back, the book above her. He hopes she isn’t with anyone. He’s never had such an instant lust-filled reaction to anyone in a long time-if ever. He moves off the bench and strolls over to her blanket.

“Mystery, huh? I love reading mysteries. All that suspense and solving riddles, trying to see if you can figure it out before the end. Hi, my name is Dan.” He puts his hand out and waits, suddenly nervous.

Slowly he watches as she lowers the book onto her stomach and raises a hand to shield her eyes from the sun. They’re green, a deep emerald green and they slowly move up his body, pausing at his mid-section for just that fraction of a second before it becomes noticeable, until reaching his eyes. His cock hardens.

She reaches up a hand and takes his, clasping it in firm grip and shakes.

“What a coincidence, my name is Dan as well. Well really, Danielle, but my friends call me Danni.” He watches as she slowly scoots back to lean against the tree. She gestures towards the blanket. “Why don’t you have a seat Dan. Anyone who loves reading mysteries as much as I can’t be all bad.” She smiles and he is lost.

He sits down Indian style on the edge of the woven multi-colored blanket and leans forward. “I know this will sound cliche, but I couldn’t help noticing you here all alone and was hoping I could ask you out some time? You’re not seeing anyone are you?

He can’t believe how unsure he feels. He is never like this. But this beautiful woman has totally knocked him for a loop and he knows this will change everything. ‘Please let her be single’ he thinks to himself. God, he’s never been so turned on by anyone so instantly. He shifts himself, trying to ease the hardness a little and hoping she won’t notice.

“No, I’m single at the moment.” she smiles. His pulse picks up and he smiles back. “I don’t normally let strange men pick me up in the park, but you seem harmless.” She lets her eyes rove his body again, making sure not to linger in any one spot, finally coming to rest on his eyes. His mouth becomes dry at her intense stare. “Well, almost harmless I’d guess.”

She’s flirting. This beautiful, sexy woman was flirting with him. He is beyond aroused.

She brings her legs up and mimics his Indian pose and closes the book, leaning her hands back to support her body and automatically pushing her considerable breast forward, stretching the thin pink material tightly. He can’t help but rest his eyes on the nipples, erect beneath her shirt, and his mouth actually aches to suck at them, the back of his jaw tingling.

He quickly moves his eyes back to her face and smiles. “Well, I’m pretty harmless. I just would really like to get to know you better. Maybe we can go out tonight? I know this great Italian place close by. You live near here?”

“Yes, I live about five blocks away, you?” She sits up straighter and raises both arms, pulling her long hair back and wrapping it in a pony tail. He watches as her breast lift and his palms begin to itch. “Umm.. yeah, I live near.” He aches. “I live on West Fifth, you?”

She drops her hands and folds them neatly in her lap. “West Fifth as well. Well this day is just full of coincidences. Looks like this was destiny.” She laughs softly and he feels it down his spine. “Well, how about that dinner, you have plans already.”

She picks up her bag and stuffs her book inside. “Well, I did have plans to get together with some friends but I can blow it off. I would much rather get to know you.” She stands and he follows. She steps off the blanket and he leans down to help her pick it up and fold it.

“Well that would be great, how about I meet you at the restaurant? You know where Carpacio’s is?”

She takes the folded blanket from him and drapes it over her left arm. “Yes, nice place, I’ve eaten there several times. But I’m really in the mood for Chinese.” She turns and heads towards the western side of the park. He runs to catch up.

“Well, we can go Chinese, just name the place.” He walks beside her. She smells so damn good. Vanilla and some light flowery scent underneath. His whole body is humming.

“Well, if you don’t mind, I would love to cook for you. I really like to cook, it’s one of my passions in life. I think you’d enjoy it.” She turns and smiles into his eyes. “Would you care to come over and enjoy a home cooked meal, or would you rather go out to a restaurant.”

His breathing stops, actually stops for a moment as struggles not to mess this up. “No-no…I would love to come over, just give me your address. What time do you want me there?”

“Well, I have to go home, get freshened up from laying in the hot sun all day, I am so sweaty.” she laughs. “How about seven. Is that too late?”

They reach the sidewalk and she stops, facing him. “No, seven would be fine, great.” He answers happily flushed.

She reaches in her purse and pulls out a card, handing it to him. “My address is listed at the bottom, apartment 17. It’s not on there. So, do you need a pen to write it down?” She looks back in her purse, searching.

He gets to touch her, actually touch her-his cock tightens. “No,” he reaches over and places his hand on hers, stroking slightly to feel the soft skin. “I’ll remember it. Ok; I’ll meet you there at seven. Can I walk you home for now?”

“That’s all-right. I have to stop at the shop and a few other places. Just come by at seven and everything will be ready.” She turns to walk away.

“Ok; I’ll be there.” he yells after her. God, he couldn’t wait.

****

They had been going out for several weeks now and he was becoming frustrated. They had most meals here at her place. And after, they cozy on the couch and soon it leads to kissing and then some heavy petting. He usually licks and sucks and caresses her breast but then it would stop. He was going home most nights with a raging hard on.

He was tired of using his hand. He wanted her.

Tonight he was going to try and talk her into finally sleeping with him.

“That was very good. You really can cook.” he lifts the wine glass to his lips and takes a sip. He wipes his mouth on his napkin and pushes his plate to the side, sitting his arms down on the table and leaning forward. “That tasted better than the food I’ve eaten in most restaurant. Where did you learn to cook like that?”

She stands, her black strapless mini dress outlining her body seductively as she lifts both plates and takes them to the kitchen. He wanted to help her, he really did but he was afraid if he stood up she’d no doubt notice the raging hard on. He wants her but he also wants to woo her, not scare her away. He is afraid his feelings for her are getting way too strong and serious. He doesn’t know how to handle them.

“Well, I love watching cooking shows.” She tells him as she walks into the kitchen.

He has been semi-hard since meeting her in the park. He was tired of walking around with a hard on, thinking about her all the time. When she answered the door tonight, wearing that ’sex me now’ little black number, he made up his mind that tonight was the night.

But it would be rude to just sit there. So, he gathers up the remaining dishes and follows her to the kitchen.

“I have a special dessert if you would like some.” she states as she places the dishes in the sink and begins putting away the left overs.

He walks over to her and places the dishes on the counter and begins to help her put the food away. She quickly grabs his wrist and stops him.

“Please, you’re my guest. I’ll do this quickly and then join you in the living room. Why don’ t you take the wine and our glasses in and make yourself comfortable.

“No, I should…” she leans up quickly and gives him a short hard kiss on the lips.

“Please, you’ll make me feel bad. What kind of hostess would I be if I let you clean up after dinner.” She turns him around and heads him towards the living room. “You always try to help and I really appreciate it, but I want you to relax. Go, I won’t be but a minute.”

He wiggles out of her hands and turns. “Ok; I’ll go, but only if you give me a proper kiss.” He traps her against the sink and leans into her body, waiting.

Slowly, she reaches up and cups the sides of his face and brings her mouth to his. “I’ve been wanting another kiss from you.”

His whole body tightens as he waits for her mouth. She leans up and places a soft kiss on his, her tongue darting out to trace his lips and he opens his mouth on a sigh of pleasure and pulls her into him, rubbing his erection against her stomach.

The kiss deepens quickly as she sucks his tongue in hard, stroking it with her own. His nipples harden as he feels her own rub against his chest. He needs to feel her skin to skin-desperately.

His cock strains as he becomes more excited.

He pulls away, breathing fast and hard. “I don’t want to go to the couch tonight. I want to go to the bed.” he whispers as he kisses her eyes, her cheeks, her right ear and nibbles his way down her neck, cupping her breast, pinching, kneading. “Not tonight. Can’t the dishes wait? I want you.” he breaths against her warm skin.

He feels her shiver in his arms as her head curves into his neck, sucking the skin there. “I want you too. Now. I’ve never wanted anyone so much, but…I have to tell you something first.” She reaches between them and strokes his cock and he moans.

“Mmmmm…baby. He cups her ass, pressing her in, stilling her body so he can move hard against her-grinding. “Where’s the bedroom. We can talk there”

She breaks contact and grabs his hand leading him to the bedroom. The light from the street shines in so she doesn’t bother flipping a switch. She leads him over to the bed and gently pushes him down.

“Lay back.” she whispers. He complies, rubbing himself through his slacks to ease the tension while he watches her straddle his knees. He continues to rub his cock. He is so turned on he doesn’t know how long he’ll last. He has never been this hard before-not with anyone.

She smiles and a soft moan escapes her lips on a sigh as she watches him. “Take it out.” she breaths, sitting back on his knees and lifting her dress up and over her head, tossing it to the floor. All she is wearing now are a pair of short-like frilly black lace panties. He reaches a hand up to cup one large breast, rubbing the nipple as he unzips his slacks with the other. When his engorged cock is free, he begins stroking it.

“Mmmmm…that is really turning me on.” she moans.

“I’m glad. I want you as turned on as I am. Give me your hand baby.” He reaches down to grab her hand and puts it on his hot cock but she pulls back.

“No. I have a better idea. Just lay back, put your hands behind your head.”

He complies quickly, his hips unable to keep still in his excitement. He is almost panting in his lust. He can’t take his eyes off her face, her breast, her large nipples. He feels a little wetness at the tip of his cock and closes his eyes to quell the orgasm. Not yet, please not yet.

Suddenly, he feels warm skin on both sides of his cock and his whole body jumps in pleasure. He looks down and his breath stops, then hitches faster-his body flushed with lust. She is rubbing his cock between her breast, pinching her own nipples as she strokes his cock up and down between her hot globes.

“Oh god…yes…yes baby….god that feels so damn good. Don’t stop” His hips begin to move, up…down…up. He feels her pressing her breast against his cock, harder, squeezing. His head falls back as his hips begin to pump against his will. He is breathing faster now. Suddenly he feels a hot and cold wetness at the tip of his cock and looks down quickly just as he sees her mouth cover him, sucking hard. She pulls back then breaths on the swollen head. The effect is immediate.

“Oh god baby, that feels…” She suddenly sits up and pulls back, quickly reaching under him. “Lift your hips, I want your pants off.

He complies quickly and gets more excited as she scoots down, shoving his legs open wide and pushing them back.

He sits part way up, reaching for her. “Turn around baby, let me lick you as you suck me.” She ignores him and grabs the base of his cock and opens her mouth, covering him and pushing him in deep.

“Baby…no…let me…ohhhh..Oh god!” His hips pump quicker into her mouth, uncontrollably, as he feels himself being sucked deep and hard, her fist jerking him, her other hand reaching under to caress his balls-he is lost in pleasure.

“I want to taste you….baby….let me…” he reaches forward and cups her through her panties.

“What the fu…?” he tries to pull her head up but he can’t, his whole body tightens, bows as she sucks harder, faster-her head pumping over his cock, sucking him deep. He can’t stop. He can’t breath. The suction of her hot wet mouth feels too good. He grabs her head and holds her still as he pumps faster into her- angry…excited beyond belief. The feeling is almost violent. He lets go and fucks her mouth fast as he throws his head back and grunts, cumming hard.

He falls back against the bed, winded,panting-still semi-hard. He felt the orgasm over his whole body. From the soles of his feet to the top of his skull. He is still so turned on. His body humming.

Suddenly he feels her tongue stroking his balls, sucking them into her mouth as she licks further down, her movements quick, excited, out of control and lust filled.

He feels her tongue move further down and then she is rimming him-hard. Her fingers pressing in as her other hand continues to stroke his cock and he jerks, excitement racing all over his body. His whole body is primed and ready again, that fast.

“No, god….stop…I can’t…” He feels her tongue her fingers working him fast, hard, pressing in and against his will his hips begin to lift, wanting more. He’s never felt anything so exciting. It feels better than his cock being suck. How can that be. No ones ever touched him there. He is confused, turned on, hard as a rock and the lust is pounding his whole body.

He jerks away from her fast, before it is too late. “No.”

He reaches down and grabs her waist, flipping her over onto her back and pulling her panties off and looking down.

“Why didn’t you tell me.” Under her panties is a tight thong, a bulge beneath. He rips it off and stares as he looks at her hard cock. “You’re a fucking guy?”

He looks into her eyes and sees the beginnings of fear. “No, I’m…well…I am a girl..inside. I just have to…” He grabs her arms and shoves them up over her head.

“Please, I would have told you…I just…I was so attracted…so turned on..I..I trie to tell you…earlier…please.” She looks at him with misty eyes. He never could stand to watch a girl cry.

Except she wasn’t a girl, not really.

His emotions are ripped and broken but he can’t deny that he is still so fucking turned on…excited. He straddles her hips and feels the cock press between the cheeks of his ass and it triggers the memory of her tongue rimming him, her fingers working fast. He can’t breath through the lust, the passion.

“Please, I want you…let me come inside you…please….” He looks down at her beautiful face. There are more tears. “I want you so much…please.”

He can feel her whole body quivering as she presses up against his ass. Against his will, his cock hardens even more, pre-cum glistening on the head. The idea feels so wrong but he can’t help it, he is beyond turned on. He is wild with lust. He feels the tip of the cock against him and closes his eyes against the hot pleasure.

He shouldn’t. He can’t stop. He cares for her.

He doesn’t know why or how it happened so fast. He doesn’t understand anything about this. All he knows is he is so fucking hot he can’t breath.

His body starts to shake with pleasure as he presses back, feeling her slip a little inside.

“No, wait.” she whispers. She quickly grabs a condom and sheaths herself. “Let me make it better baby, easier.” She lifts a small bottle from the nightstand and squirts some liquid all over the condom, rubbing it around and around. Just watching her actions almost makes him cum. She reaches under him and he feels her wet slippery finger rim him and slip in, making him ready.

“Now, baby…..please now.” she pants, lust in her eyes.

He leans down, moving his ass back and down. He covers her left nipple, sucking hard…licking…biting and she moans with pleasure, shoving a little inside him.

He bites her nipple hard-his anger and confusion and lust wrapped up together. He wants to hurt her a little for lying, he wants to love her more, every way, everywhere. He slowly moves his hips further down.

Her whole body jerks up fast, shoving deep inside him, passion and lust taking her over.

“God!” He sits up and grabs both breast in his hands, rubbing, kneading, pinching as he begins to ride her. His head falls forward in ecstasy as the pleasure takes him over.

“Yes…baby…” Her eyes are closed against the lust as she pumps up, matching him stroke for stroke. Her body is on fire, hot…flushed, hard, soft-the pleasure overwhelming, she pumps faster, stronger.

He has never felt anything like this. It’s too much…too good..he can feel cum leaking out of his cock as he pumps above her. Suddenly he looks down and grabs her hands bringing them to his cock.

“Jerk me off baby…jerk me off while you fuck me.” Her eyes glaze with lust as she grabs his cock and begins to stroke him with her hands.

“Harder baby..faster.” he leans forward and places both hands on the bed as he moves up and down…pounding down on her, her into him.

“Yes…oh god…yes…” she bucks, pumping and stroking him fast now. She feels him come in her hand and bucks hard up, cumming too…moaning deep in her throat.

He continues to buck against her hand as the orgasm rips over his whole body. The soles of his feet tingle, his toes curl, his back arches out then in and he sits up quickly and back so he can take it deeper as the orgasm keeps coming.

He yells out his orgasm.

Finally spent, he falls off her to the side and onto his back. After a few minutes of heavy breathing, he feels her curling against his side, kissing his chest, his neck. He doesn’t touch her and throws a hand over his eyes. He just needs a moment. A moment to process just what happened to him.

She suddenly stills at his coldness and moves away, scooting to the edge of the bed. She prepares to get up and move away.

“No.” he says quietly, placing a hand on her back.

She turns her beautiful head around towards him and looks at him with a question in her eyes.

“You should have told me.” He says quietly.

“Yes, I should have.” she whispers. She reaches over and pulls on her silk robe, suddenly needing to cover her nakedness.

She feels him move and scoot next to her. He lifts a hand and cups her cheek. She turns sudden tear filled eyes to him. “I just didn’t expect…” she stops and takes a deep breath. “I didn’t expect to be so attracted to you instantly. I wanted to take it slow…tell you gently..” she fidgets with her robe, nervous and frightened he’ll hate her. “I think I might be in love with you. The first time I saw you sitting there..”

He gently covers her mouth and kisses her. She moans, her body still in the passion. He lifts his head and stares into her eyes.

“I have to be honest. I don’t know how to feel about this. I’ve never done…that…with a guy. I love women.” She drops her head down and waits.

“But I feel something for you. Something stronger than I’ve ever felt. And if you’re patient with me;” He reaches up and cups her cheeks in his hands, his thumb stroking. “I would like to stay and see if we can work this out, until you’re fully a woman.”

She hugs him close, relieved, scared, shaking with need still.

“Just when might that be?” he ask quietly.

“Soon.” she whispers against his neck, beginning to stroke him again. “I’ll be a real woman soon.”

The Voyeur

Posted by jane

She quickly strips out of her very proper suit and puts on her dark pink corset. The half-scooped bra holds her generous breast on twin silky pink shelves of lace and satin. Her rosy nipples are open and extended like creamy offerings. The crotch-less panties and matching dusty pink hose and garter were her idea, easy access. It had become so important to please him that she was frightened of this new intense sexual arousal.
The apartment was dark except for the dimmed kitchen lights, their soft glow bleeding into the living room. She adjusts the telescope to his apartment and waits for his ring. As she reclines in the dark brown cushioned chair, she begins casually stroking her body, rubbing her nipples as her hand glides down the corset and in between her legs.
The ring almost makes her orgasm. She jumps slightly and reaches over, placing her headset on and hitting the button. She can see him now, walking casually into his living room, wearing coal black silk bottoms. She wants to run her tongue over his chest, lick his nipples, bite with just enough pressure so he flinches slightly, tensing his whole body. But that could never be.
“Hello?” she whispers.
“Hello my Sarah, are you wet for me?” He whispers deeply, his voice like dark honey flowing over her hot body, making it sticky and sweet.
“Yes.” she answers. Her breath comes in short hot pants as her fingers begin rubbing faster.
“You can’t cum until I let you.” he whispers, “remember?”
She drags her fingers from her clit. Did he know she could see him? She watches as he reclines on the leather sofa and begin slowly running his hands down his chest, across his nipples and lower still.
Sarah begins to shake.
“Did you stop, my sweet Sarah?” He whispers.
“Yes” her reply comes in a rush, quick and tense.
“You’re so wet for me, aren’t you baby?” he asked.
“Yes.” she pants.
She watches as he slowly slips his hand beneath his waistband and begins stroking himself. She is mesmerized by the movement of his hand up and down, up and down under the rich dark silk.
“Do you know how much that turns me on? Knowing that you’re wet, ready to explode if I just say the word? I’m so hard right now baby-for you- all for you.”
She whimpers, pressing herself down hard against the soft coarse fabric of the chair, rubbing.
“I want to meet you.” He says softly, so softly she almost doesn’t hear. “I want to watch your eyes as I slip my hard cock inside you.” She watches as he lifts himself and shoves the silk down over his hips. He begins to move his hand faster up and around his hard cock, closing his eyes, his breathing heightens.
“Touch yourself for me, right now. Do it!” he commands roughly.
She watches his hand, moving faster and faster and she begins to match his rhythm.
“Meet me” he growls into the headset, his hand jerking quicker.
“I can’t, I don’t know you.” Sarah breaths in short pants as she feels the orgasm near. Her phone sex clients had never done this for her-never!
“But I know you Sarah, I know that you want me, I know that you feel me around you, inside you every time we talk.” His breath was coming faster and she couldn’t look away as she saw his entire body strain, his hand pistoning his hard cock.
Sarah was on fire. She shoves another finger inside and then another as she moves faster on the cushion, her nipples hard and aching as she watches .
“Cum for me Sarah, now, cum for me as I watch you watch me.” Just at that moment he turns his head towards her and looks straight into her eyes as he cums.
As the truth dawns on her, she explodes, almost falling off the chair as she continues looking through the telescope.
“Yes” she breaths.
“I think I’m in love with you baby, I’ll be there in five minutes.”
Sarah watches him stand and blow a kiss to the telescope and head out of site. She turns around and scans the ceiling. There in the right corner, a vent and behind it; is that a faint glint of light? She relaxes back in the soft chair, her legs spread wide, her hands on either armrest, her body still humming, and smiles….waiting.

The Meeting

Posted by jane

He planned to meet her at the hotel. This would be their first meeting. He was already aroused just thinking about it. He wanted her to do things to him-naughty, wicked, delicious things. She agreed. Just the thought of what lay ahead for him was making him strain against his jeans. He lifted his right hand off the steering wheel and rubbed himself a bit, moving in the seat to re-adjust. He lets out a strained breath.

He wanted to be dominated, totally. He was always the one in control, always the one calling the shots when it came to sex with anyone. But this was going to be something new. He never let go before, really experimented, but he wanted to, very badly. He had been thinking about it for a long time and now he finally found someone who was willing, someone who would do the things to him he fantasized about, longed for, craved to the point of obsession.

He was aching.

He pulled into the parking lot and took out the duffle bag and headed to the room. His breathing quickened and he found himself nervous a bit, but more excited than anything. He lifted his hand and knocked and his heart skipped a beat in the excitement. How was he going to last long enough to do anything? He could feel his cock jump as the door opened.

And there she was, standing before him in a long white satin robe. Her long hair loose about her shoulders and a smile on her face.

“Come in.” She said softly. Her voice is sultry. A low sexy timbre that he could feel all over his body. Even her voice screamed sex. His first thought was that she could make a damn fine living as a sex phone operator, it was that arousing.

He walks in and looks around. The huge king sized bed took up the whole center of the room. The hotel room itself was pretty nice as far as hotel rooms went. At least it wasn’t some sleazy joint. That made him feel better. He wasn’t sure why. Maybe it was that she seemed so…elegant. Standing there in a virginal white satin robe. Her soft blond hair falling about her shoulder almost made her look angelic. That alone had him shaking. The image didn’t fit the wickedness of the sex he wanted. She looked too soft, too refined, too anything else but someone who could get down and dirty with him.

He couldn’t wait.

“I’m glad you finally agreed to me…” he started.

“You should be quiet right now.” She walks away from him towards the bathroom and he hears the shower turn on.

When she emerges, she walks straight towards him and takes the duffle bag from him and drops it by the bed.

“If I want you to talk, I’ll let you know.” His cock jumps. He is so fucking turned on.

She takes his right hand and leads him to the bathroom. Once inside, she begins to disrobe him in precise movements. She strips off his jacket and drops it to the floor, then lifts his black t-shirt over his head. Once his jacket and shirt is off, she steps back and lets her eyes roam his chest.

His heart is beating fast. She steps back, a slight smile on her face, having never looked him in the eye. He watches, waiting, hard, as she slowly lifts her right hand and lays it gently to the right of his left nipple. She feels the beat of his heart through her palm.

Then she looks into his eyes and he takes a sharp breath, unable to control it.

Her eyes are lust filled. He can see the arousal there, shining. She continue to look at him as she takes her little finger and slightly strokes his nipple, back and forth-slowly, occasionally scraping it with the nail. His eyes narrow and he takes a deep breath. He steps forward to take her in his arms, cover her mouth with his and fuck it with his tongue. He feels a hard rawness inside.

She steps back quickly and removes her hands.

“If I want you to do something, I’ll let you know.” She states sharply. “Unless you beg me. I enjoy it when a man pleads with me.”

She reaches forward and undoes his belt and quickly strips him of his jeans. She is cold and methodical, hoping to cool him a bit.

It has the opposite effect. Somehow, her withdraw revs him up hotter than if she was naked squirming all over him.

He wants to touch her, badly. He wants her to touch him even more.

She quickly bends down and removes his jeans and then stands, completely ignoring his hard cock jutting in the air, straining towards her.

“Step into the shower. I want you clean for me.”

He does as he is instructed and feels the warm water cover him.

“Put your hands on the shower wall, there below the spray, and don’t take them off the wall unless I tell you too.” He lifts his hands and places them on the wall and tilts his head down as the spray covers his body.

He watches her movements as she reaches over on the shelf for a white washcloth. She lets it get wet in the spray then squirts some gel unto it and steps towards him. He can’t take his eyes off the cloth. Nothing has ever been so arousing. She was going to rub him all over with that rough terrycloth and he was going to be in a pure hell of pleasure.

His nipples ached. His cock ached. He wanted to cum so badly. He wanted to last longer.

He turns his head and looks into her face. She suddenly stops and looks down.

“Wait, I can’t get my robe wet.” He holds his breath as she puts the washcloth down and reaches for her belt. She suddenly looks up, watching him watch her and slowly smiles as she unwinds the belt and lets the robe fall off her shoulders.

His mouth opens and he closes it quickly on a growl.

God, she is wearing a black leather corset. It laced up tight down the center and her large breast are half-cupped by the leather bra, the material stopping just below the large aroused nipples. He can see she has no panties on and the garter is attached to black sheer hosiery. As his eyes travel down her shapely legs they come to rest on four inch stilettos and he groans.

Jesus, he was going to come. He was going to come without her even touching him. He throws his head forw and under the water and waits for the cloth.

She smiles to herself, so aroused by his arousal. She picks up the cloth and begins to quickly clean him, rubbing down his left thigh, inside and around before reaching his feet.

“Lift your leg.” she instructs and she quickly rubs the cloth over the soles of his foot and back up the inside of his thigh. She then repeats with the other leg, rubbing, stroking his body. She comes closer and closer each time to his cock. But she avoids it and then proceeds to instruct him to move this way, that way as she scrubs his back, his chest, his arms, his torso-when all the while he wants the damn cloth on his cock.

She tells him to turn and face the far wall and he feels her slide the washcloth between his ass cheeks, slowing down this time. She isn’t quick and methodical like before. No, this time she slows her movements and rubs up and down between his cheeks and he can feel her press the cloth deep, rimming him with it and his body moves back against her hand before he realizes what he is doing.

His chest is pounding and his fingers curl against the wall. He feels violent, raw, as uncontrollable lust surges over his entire body and down hard into engorged cock.

Finally, she instructs him to turn and face her and she looks into his eyes as she gently cleans his cock, rubbing down the underside and around back up the top. She stops and puts the cloth down and turns off the water.

He wants more.

“Step out now.” She holds a towel to him. “Dry yourself off and follow me.”

She turns and walks out of the bathroom and his eyes follow her as he quickly dries his body and heads towards the bed.

She pulls down the covers and positions two pillows at the head and one in the center.

“Lay down and put the pillow under your hips”

He can’t move. He is so fucking hard he is afraid to move. He wants to grab her and shove her face down on the bed and fuck her hard.

He walks slowly to the bed and lays down on the pillows, hitching one up and under his hips. He want her to fuck him more.

“Spread your legs and put your feet back towards your hips, bring your knees up. I want you open to me. Now”

He complies quickly and lays his head back, trying to reign in the fire crawling all over his body.

He feels her take his hands and lead them to the metal headboard.

“Grab them.” His fingers curl around the bars and he opens his eyes. Her breast is right there, right by his mouth. Her stiff nipple just inches away.

“Let me lick your nipple…..please….just suck it.”

She stills and looks down into his eyes. He waits hours, minutes, seconds, then he exhales as she gently nods. “While I’m tying you to the bed, you can suck, but just till I”m done.”

She closes her eyes for a moment against the pleasure as she feels his mouth latch on and his tongue stroke fast, sucking hard. She feels him bite gently and presses forw into his mouth. She pulls back again and his head come up off the pillow as he continues licking and sucking.

She finishes tying his hands to the bed and steps back. Her nipple comes out of his mouth with a slight popping sound and his head reaches forward for more, but he doesn’t ask again.

She reaches down and picks up the bag and opens it.

“Did you get everything I wanted?” She ask

“Yes.” he answers.

He watches in heightened anticipation as she takes out a black leather bound whip with soft tassels attached and sets it down on the bed. He holds his breath as she reaches in again and pulls out the strap on. She looks into his eyes and sets the bag down. His eyes continue to watch as she slowly puts on the strap on, winding it around her waist, between her legs and latching it in back. She holds the plastic cock as she adjust the strap for tightness.

He can feel his cock leaking cum and his hips lift off the pillow in excitement. God, there is something so arousing about a woman with breast and a cock. This was his fantasy come to life. He can’t stay still. His arms strain against the bed, his hips pump up a few times. He can’t breath.

He watches as she reaches in and takes out a bottle of K-Y, the kind that heats up on the body.

She opens the top and squirts some on the fake cock and begins rubbing it all over, her hands working slow as she watches him watch her.

She kneels between his legs and runs her silky wet fingers around his balls and under, to his ass, rubbing the gel around and in, preparing him.

His hips surge up quickly against her hand and he closes his eyes.

“Do you want me lick your cock, just the tip, softly? Would you like that baby?” she ask quietly. His eyes snap open and he lifts his head and looks down his body. Her mouth is right there, right near the head of his cock and the image burns him.

“Please…yes…please, now.” His hips pumps up sharply, his breathing coming in sharp pants. He never thought he could get this hard, this fucking turned on.

He watches as she slowly leans forward her mouth open, her small pink tongue stretched out far. She flicks him, once…twice and he grunts deep, cumming hard.

“Jesus….oh god…” He throws his head back, his hips bucking and then looks down again quickly as she rears back.

It’s not enough…it’s not enough. He is still so damn hard.

He watches as she scoots closer and grabs the attached cock and pushes the head in him, gently. He bucks up farther, needing more.

“More…shove it…deeper.” He begs.

She pulls out and sits back, looking at him.

“Are you telling me what to do.”

He looks up into her eyes sharply. “No..god no.. but…please.”

He lifts his knees and pulls them back against his chest as far as he can.

“Please…I can’t stand it anymore. Fuck me.. fuck me..please…jesus…now!”

He can feel another orgasm coming. His whole body is hot, flushed, tight.

She leans in and places the head of the cock in. She is so hot, aroused and wet just seeing how crazy with lust he is. She wants him just like this, wild and hard-violent with need.

She feels him move down against her, trying to draw more in. But his tied hands only let him move so far.

She moves a little further and gently shoves inside him more. He can’t take his eyes off her. He can’t take his eyes off the sight of her fucking him. It is his fantasy come to life. The nights he’s jerked himself off thinking about just this-some women fucking him like this, letting her have this power over him as he just lies there and takes it. His hips begin to rock back and forth as the desire takes over.

She reaches forward and wraps her slippery palms around his cock and he jerks sharply.

He can’t keep his head up and it drops back on the pillow as he closes his eyes and just feels…feels her hands stroking up and down his cock, her cock fucking him slowly, deeply. His muscles are straining, spasming, squeezing around it.

He feels her body move sharply forward. She is sheathed all the way inside him now and he moans, rocking.

She is fucking him. Her hands are stroking faster now up and down his cock as she fucks him. He is drowning in lust. His breathing heightens as he feels her in him, her slippery hot hands stoking him quick and he begins to buck faster..harder.

Her breathing is coming quick now in short sharp pants and she feels her own orgasm coming fast as she works him. This is her fantasy as well.

“Look at me. Look at me as you cum.” She demands.

He raises his head and opens his lust glazed eyes to her. She reaches under where they are joined, and begins to rub her clit, hard and fast, as she continues to pump his cock. She moves her hips in short swift strokes as she leans further over his body, between his knees.

He watches her hand move on his cock, he watches her reach under and rub herself fast and he strains again his restraints. He is panting now, hard and sharp, trying to get air into his lungs. He can’t take his eyes off her, off where they are joined, off her hands as she works faster…faster….harder.

Finally her body bows inward and up, driving the cock deeper and he cums watching her explode around him, over him, her head dropping forward as the orgasm makes her buck against him quick and fast, dropping forward onto his chest in the release.

He drops his head back as he gulps in great amounts of air. His whole body is still spasming. He can hear her breathing hard and feels the puffs of air against his body, his nipples tighten. She is still sheathed inside him and her shaking body is making him vibrate.

He wants to wrap his arms around her. He wants to draw her in close. He needs to kiss her mouth.

He wants to do it all over again-soon.

After a few minutes she sits up, withdrawing from him slowly and his hips softly raise in pleasure at the release. She reaches up and unties his wrist.

“I want you to kiss me now.” She whispers against his lips and he draws her into his mouth and tongues her deep, then sucks gently on her tongue.

“I want you again.” He whispers into her mouth.

“Don’t worry, we have all night.” She breaths back as she licks his lips, slipping her tongue in and out softly, gently. “Besides, I never even got to use the whip.”

She spreads her legs and lays fully on him, straddling his waist. “Let’s just recover first. I have more in store for you.”

He wraps his arms around her and holds her close to his chest while his breathing quiets. He can feel her wet hot softness against his spent cock and it feels good.

“Thank you.” he whispers into her hair.

“You can thank me when we’re done.” she laughs softly against him.

He closes his eyes and waits for his body to be ready again. He can feel the stirrings of excitement at her words. He can’t wait.

Sweet Nothings

Posted by jane

She was hot, sweating and no doubt covered in flour and sugar. Her hair was twisted up and pinned in back and thin soft strands fell about her face in disarray as she continued to whip up the icing for the chocolate cake she’d just backed.

She walked over to the kitchen window and opened it half way to let the cool autumn air in. The relief from the heat in the kitchen was immediate and she sighed in pleasure. But she was still too warm. She grabs the hem of her sweater and lifts it up and over her head, leaving just her red camisole beneath. It was sheer and she was braless but the windows were covered and she really didn’t care, the cool air against her heated skin felt divine. Her nipples puckered in the frosty twilight air and she shivered. She was excited about tonight.

Her boyfriend should be home from work soon. It was his birthday and she had a surprise for him. The timer went off on the mixer and she walks over to the counter and turns it off. The stiff, sticky sweet confection was whipped up to a nice soft peak and she took the blade off the mixer and licks it, her tongue swirling in and around the metal blades, licking as much of the frosty white confection as she could get. She loved sweets and that was probably why she loved to bake for her friends and family. She continued to lick, and as the creamy icing melted on her tongue and slid down her throat, she moaned a little in ecstacy. It tasted too good.

“You know, watching you lick that beater is turning me on. Should I be turned on by icing?” a deep velvety voice laughs softly from the archway. She turns her head and smiles. “I don’t know, should you?” She looks into his eyes and slowly runs her tongue across the top of the beater, licking up the sweet treat as she watches his eyes narrow on her deliberate seductive action.

He growls as he undoes his tie and shrugs out of his suit jacket. He tosses them on the chair behind him and slowly walks into the kitchen, a gleam in his eyes.

“Hey, come on, I was teasing.” She states, laughing, as she backs away. Her back hits the counter and stops her from escaping. She holds out her beater filled hands for protection. “Honey, I was just….”

He grabs each wrist tightly, quickly, spreading her arms wide and stepping in to cover her mouth.

“Mmmm….sweet.” He uses the tip of his tongue to slowly lick the frosting off the left corner of her mouth and she leans into the kiss and sighs, her tongue flicking out to caress his in slow arousing strokes. “No, you started this, so it’s only right that I finish it.”

“But, I have to…” he licks her bottom lip, stroking back and forth as he crosses to the other side. “have to…icing….” her eyes close and her arms drop to her sides, the beaters forgotten. She feels his hands grab her pulling her close, rubbing her against his erection. She moans against his mouth and tilts her head slightly playing with his tongue. She is becoming quickly aroused and her mouth searches his. Her tongue darts out and begins to stroke along the length of his in soft caressing movements. Her breathing quickens under the slow moist seduction. He leans in and begins to grind against her…hard and soft, slow and quick- driving her crazy.

“Hun…the cake…icing…I need….ooohhh..” her mind stops as he presses her further back into the counter, his hips mimicking sex-in and out, in and out, each time his hardness touches her she quivers. He begins to place soft licking kisses across her left cheek and down her neck until he reaches the sensitive skin at the base. He opens his mouth fully and sucks hard, drawing in her skin-her scent- and flicking his tongue quick against the warmth in his mouth.

Her breath catches sharply, her nipples strain and ache and she drops the beaters to the floor. She lifts her left hand up to grab the back of his head and pulls him closer. Her head falls back further as she moves her right hand between them to stroke his cock.

“Baby, we can’t.” He grabs under her arms and lifts her to the counter fitting his body between her legs, continuing to move in and out in slow erotic movements.

“I want you. Now.” he whispers harshly as she continues to stroke him hard, arousing him even more.

“We have time. Just let me finish……baby” she whispers breathlessly as he moves his mouth further down, covering her left nipple through the sheer red fabric of her camisole.

“Shhh….I need this.” He reaches up and pulls the straps of her camisole down each arm, trapping them against her body. He pulls the material down over her breast. “Mmmm…” he licks one pert nipple and then the other, slowly, swirling his hot tongue around each. “You taste so good baby.”

She arches her back into his mouth and begins to squirm as liquid heat pools between her thighs and she shivers as she feels him unzip her jeans and slip his hand down deep, a finger finding her clit and rubbing.

“Baby..” she breaths, “Yes…yes, faster” she pleads as his finger works furiously against the hot wet nub. Then she remembers her plans for tonight and stops his hand. “No, you’re going to ruin your surprise.”

She pushes against him and slips off the counter. “What surprise. I’m ready now.” he laughs and makes a grab for her but she moves away and smiles.

“You’ll see.” she walks around him to turn the oven on low, keeping the food warm. Right now she had other plans. His eyes follow her hungrily as she sashays out of the kitchen, looking seductively over her shoulder.

“Follow me.” she says softly.

She leads him into the bedroom where she has several vanilla candles lit bathing the room in a soft warm light. Beside the bed is the large overstuffed chair, facing the right side.

He walks into the bedroom and she takes his hand and leads him over to the chair facing the bed.

“I want you to sit. I have a very nice surprise for your birthday. I’ve been thinking about it all day and I think you will like it.”

He sits down on the chair with a confused but intrigued look on his face.

“Well, now I’m curious.” he smiles.

“I’ll just be a minute.” she states as she goes into the bathroom. In a few minutes she returns and is wearing nothing but a red sheer cover with a deep dark red satin belt. He sits up straighter.

“Mmmm, come here baby, that is a very nice present indeed.” He reaches out his hand and she ignores it walking over to the bed and sits back. Two feet separate them.

“No, this isn’t your present.” she whispers as she slowly loosens the satin belt and letting the robe fall open. She scoots to the edge of the bed and lifts her right foot on the edge of the chair cushion outside his left leg, caressing him there, slowly back and forth.

“My present to you is for you to sit there and just enjoy the show. But with one rule.” She reaches over and props a few pillows behind her. She then leans back and moves to the edge of the bed so she is spread open to him. His eyes narrow and he lays his head back, watching. She slowly lifts her right hand and lays it against the side of her neck, moving it slowly down to cup her right breast, her thumb and finger surrounding the nipple and rubbing it between.

“And that would be?” he growls, watching her hand and feeling his stomach tighten in arousal.

She keeps her eyes on his as she lifts the nipple to her mouth and strokes the tip with her tongue-once, twice-in slow hypnotic circles. She smiles in satisfaction as he moves his hips a little in excitement. She slowly brings her other hand up so that a breast is in each palm, letting her fingers caress around and on top each, stroking the nipples.

“You can’t touch yourself. No matter what I do or how hard you get, not until I say you can.” She smiles and slowly moves her right hand down her stomach, stopping just short of the triangle of curls running her forefinger back and forth across the top. Watching him watch her was so erotic. She can feel a flush spread over her body as her breathing tightens. Knowing she controls his actions is causing little spasm deep inside. The power is a real turn on, just like she knew it would be.

She brings her hand back up and moves it in slow circles on her stomach and then further up to rub and stroke her breast, her nipple, and then back down again, cupping herself-up and down, up and down. A low moan emerges from his throat as he watches.

“You want that power over me?” He reaches down and strokes the inside of her foot, the spot that turns her on. “I am really hard now babe, I don’t know how long I can hold out.” He looks into her eyes at that moment, intensely, and she catches her breath. The lust written there goes through her whole body in one strong swift electric shock. Her nipples harden tighter and she can feel her whole body tighten and instantly go hot and wet.

“Yes.” she states breathlessly, “I really want that. I want you to want me so much that you’re crazy with it.” She dips a finger inside and brings it to her mouth, licking. “I want to control that want.” She leans back and lifts her left foot and places it on the other edge of his chair.

She brings both hands down and spreads herself wide for his eyes and begins to slowly rub her clit with her right finger, around and around in circles-slow, then flicking fast, then slow again-watching him watch her. He grabs the other foot with his hand and begins to rub the center underneath, squeezing and stroking up and down each foot. She can see how hard he is and watches as his breathing quickens, his eyes intense on her hands.

“God baby, I’m so fucking hard now.” he pulls each foot tight against his legs, stroking up and down each, quick, wanting to stroke his cock the same way, needing it.

He was hard, aching and straining against his zipper. He lets go of her feet and quickly unbuttons his shirt, his eyes never leaving her quick fingers. He is so fucking turned on that he needs to feel her against his skin, any part of her-now.

He can see her glistening for him and he catches his breath, his heart racing. He pulls his shirt open and grabs her right foot, bringing it to his chest and pressing it there so she can feel the pounding. He moves his head down, never taking his eyes off her fingers, and licks the underside of her foot, hardening even more as she moans.

Her head falls back and she lifts her left foot to the bed quickly. She is wild with need now and more excited than she has ever been. Having his eyes on her is thrilling. She moves her left hand down and inserts three fingers and begins to move them in and out of her hot, tight wetness while her right finger works quickly on her clit. He jerks and sucks a toe in deep. She jumps and moans and her fingers work faster.

“I love watching you baby.” he says, licking and stroking each toe with his hot tongue, hitching her breath higher. He reaches over and opens the bedside table drawer, withdrawing a vibrator.

“Use this baby.” He turns it on and hands it to her. “Use this, I want to see you fuck yourself for me. Let me stroke my cock baby. I ache.”

She takes the vibrator from him and quickly shoves it inside and her head falls back as she moans in pleasure. She is on fire. She has never been this hot, this excited. She feels wild and hard-it’s almost too much.

“No, don’t….just watch me.” He shoves her foot down on his cock as he watches her thrust the vibrator in and out in long hard quick strokes, her hips pumping in rhythm, her eyes closed in ecstacy.

He presses up against her foot, pushing it down on his throbbing cock but it isn’t enough.

“Baby, please.” he growls. “Let me come to you.”

She lifts her head and looks at him with love and lust.

“Baby, take off your pants.” she breaths harshly. He stands quickly and sheds everything and walks to her, holding his cock and stroking it quickly, sharply in need.

“It’s your turn now baby, that is your present. You can have me anyway you want me now.” She reaches out a hand and rubs the wet tip of his cock, leaning down and licking it off, sucking it in and out. He jerks.

“Anything? I can do whatever I want?” He rubs a nipple as her tongue flicks. He can still hear the hum of the vibrator and his heart quickens.

“Stand up but leave the vibrator in. Hurry baby, I can’t hold out much longer.”

She quickly stands, keeping her hand on the vibrator and waits. He quickly strips the sheer rob off her and turns her around facing the bed.

“Get on your knees and keep the vibrator in baby.”

“Hurry baby, hurry, I want you so much…I can’t breath.” she pants wildly as she kneels on the bed, her ass to him and her hand working the vibrator fast. “Whatever you want. Just do it….now.” Her hips began moving frantically back and forth. The motion, the vibrations, the excitement at what is coming overwhelms her and she can feel tiny spasms beginning to work deep inside like one long strung out orgasm. She feels tears in her eyes as her body bows hard- a tight string of pleasure.

She feels him grab her waist with one hand and pull her back towards him. She pants faster, excitement mounting as she feels the head of his cock press against her tight opening above the vibrator. Her muscles contract sharply, squeezing.

“Yes baby, now….now…ohhhh..” her quivering arms give out and she hugs the mattress spreading her knees wider, opening herself more and pressing back…wanting.

“God baby, its so tight, you’re so tight.” He growls as he reaches under her and strokes her clit. He presses further in and his body shakes as she squeezes tight and hard around the swollen head of his cock.

“Oh god, I can feel the vibrations against my cock baby. I’ve never felt anything so good….faster baby… move it faster….stroke it against my cock.”

She spasms hard, tears in her eyes at the intense pleasure and moves back farther, the orgasm taking over her body causing her to jerk and moan.

“Yes….yes..deeper baby….deeper”

He pushes in slowly, deeper and can feel the orgasm coming as his balls tighten against the intense pleasure of his cock being squeezed hard. The vibrations engulf his cock, spreading out over his whole body, his nipples ache. He can feel it coming and begins to stroke in and out, slowly…the pleasure building more intensely…sharper. His whole body is vibrating now and he leans in and bucks quickly, sharply as a powerful orgasm explodes- he cries out as he feels her spasm again around his cock. He pumps fast, uncontrollably as the orgasm tightens his whole body. He feels his legs shake as he collapses on top of her, pressing her into the mattress.

“Oh god….god yes…baby…baby.” his body still pumping. She screams as another orgasm erupts inside. She lets go of the vibrator as she stretches her hands above her body, her fingers digging into the mattress while he rides her down into the bed.

Finally, after the orgasm subsides, he reaches under her, pulling out the vibrator and setting it aside. He slowly pulls from her but stays atop.

He lifts a hand and strokes her hair away from her sweat soaked skin and kisses the side of her neck, licking, sucking at her musky scent.

“God baby, that was fantastic. I loved my present.” He moves off her as their breathing slows down further and pulls her on top his chest, taking her mouth in a deep slow kiss. “And I love you.” he whispers, letting her head fall to his chest as they both try to recover from the intensity.

After a few minutes, she reaches up out and entwines her fingers in his. “Are you hungry?”

She feels his chest rumble under her ear as he laughs softly.

“After that I could eat a horse.” She rolls over onto her back, smiling and stretches her hands above her head.

“Well, I’m exhausted so you’ll have to serve yourself.” she laughs. “Oh, and if you want your cake…..the icing is still in the bowl.”

He stands up and heads towards the kitchen. “Don’t forget my plate.” She yells as he walks out of the bedroom laughing.

Yes. She had to agree, this was the best birthday present she’d ever given him.

The Game

Posted by jane

She closed the door behind her and dropped her briefcase and coat on the floor. She was totally worn out. It had been a very long day and she wanted nothing more than to strip and soak in a tub of hot water for an hour. She didn’t bother turning on any lights as she slipped out of her heels and walked into the bedroom, disrobing as she went. She slipped out of her black suit jacket and began unbuttoning her blouse as she headed towards the adjoining master bath.

She was just releasing the last button when a hand came over her mouth clamping down hard and an arm tightened around her waist, trapping her arms and pulling her against a hard body throwing her off balance. Her heart jumped in her chest and she stilled with fear as she felt a warm breath near her ear.

“Don’t move.” a deep voice threatened as she was lifted off her feet and shoved roughly against the bedroom wall.

“I’m not going to hurt you, just don’t scream.” The voice said as the hand lifted from her mouth. She raised her knees to the wall and pushed back opening her mouth to scream. The warm large hand tightly clamped over her mouth again and the hard body pressed her more tightly against the wall.

“Stop, you’ll wear yourself out before we’re done here.”

Fear shot down her spine and she began struggling harder, twisting and squirming back against him. Suddenly he lifted her feet of the floor and turned towards the bed, dropping her down and falling on top of her, his hand still on her mouth.

She felt his body press into hers and whimpered. The fear was making adrenaline rush through her system and her heart was pounding hard, all her senses heightening.

“You know I watch you….here in this room, on your bed. That’s why you leave the curtains open isn’t it?”

She felt his right hand slip down her leg and grab the hem of her skirt shoving it up as he pushed his hand roughly under her. “You know I watch you, don’t you? Even with all the lights out I can still see you.” She whimpered again thrusting backwards, pressing forward trying desperately to stop his hand. He shoved his left knee between her legs and pressed down, forcing them apart. “It is why I am here.” he said as he shoved his hand under her body, cupping her, pressing in-rubbing, feeling her wetness.

“I see you..late at night..playing with that thing in your drawer, shoving it inside you. You’re thinking of me then…wishing I was inside you instead.”

He took his hand away and reached up, drawing a cloth over her mouth and tying it behind her head. He rears up on his forearms and quickly flips her over. Straddling her hips. She was panting and he felt her chest expand and contract under him and it was turning him on even more. She was mumbling through the cloth in her mouth, yelling behind the material as he reached under her arms and moved her further up to the head of the bed. He pulled her left arm up and she felt cloth go around her wrist as he tied her to the bed. It was then that she really began to struggle. She screamed through the cloth, her body bowed under him and her legs kicked out, thrashing. She bucked and bucked but it was no use. He was too heavy. She felt him tie the rest of her limbs until she was spread eagled on the bed. The she watched as he moved off her to sit by her side.

“There, that’s better.” He stood up and begin to undress.

“I knew then that you craved me. Watching you play with that thing. Nothing can make you feel as good as the real thing. I watch you on your bed, your legs spread like they are now, inserting that thing. You were thinking about me then, right?”

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to rape you.” He slipped his shirt off and reached for the buckle of his belt. Her eyes followed his every move like she was watching a cobra about to strike, fear pooling in her stomach, her nipples hardened against her will.

“You know, they say fear makes the body react the same as lust. Funny how fear and lust are two sides to the same coin.” He pulls his slacks off and lies down beside her. “Why don’t we explore that theory a bit, see if I can’t make you go from fear to lust, huh?”

She shook her head strongly no as she watched him reach his right hand up and unhook her bra.

He slowly lifted the lace and satin concoction off her skin and began to circle each breast with a finger, lightly, around and back and forth, ignoring her erect nipples. He felt her shudder and smiled lightly.

“I know you have fear coursing through you right now, it’s what is making your nipples perky and your panties wet. But I’m not going to rape you. I’m not going to come inside you till you ask me.” He bends his head and licks a nipple “beg me too”, he ran his hand down her stomach and under the top of the elastic band, stroking softly,” … say please.” He lifts his right leg and places it over left leg and down in between, softly stroking her inner thigh with his.

She strains and jerks against the restraints, twisting. He leans forward and takes her other nipple into his mouth, softly licking, sucking gently as his hand dips lower.

“Doesn’t mean that I can’t touch you anywhere else though.” He lifts himself and settles between her legs, his chest laying on her, his elbows on either side of her waist. “But I don’t want to scare you anymore, and I need to be inside you soon so I’m going show you.”

He presses his lips to her belly and begins to kiss his way down. She jerks and strains against him, her muffled no’s useless behind the cloth around her mouth. She doesn’t want this. She doesn’t want to feel what she was feeling, all mixed up..confused. She is angry, mad now that the fear was giving way. He can’t do this to her. She hated that her body was betraying her. She felt his mouth cover her through her panties and strains upward, her stomach tightening.

“Let’s get rid of these.” He says as he rips the side of her panties.

She panics, whimpering she feels his tongue flick her clit. She begins to breath heavy through her nose.

“You like that don’t you?” He breaths against her. He opens her with his fingers and inserts his tongue deep, licking slowly upwards to suck in her clit.

“You’re so wet baby, just like I knew you would be.” He licks up and down a little faster, swirling around her clit and then back down tonguing her quickly, deeply. He begins to lick harder, deeper as he moves a finger to her clit and rubs, stroking. When he feels her shudder and press into his mouth, he knows….knows she is close. He works another finger under her and begins to rim her ass rubbing up and slightly in. She jerks and pulls against her bonds and begins jerking her hips up and down uncontrollably.

She is whimpering loudly, moaning behind the cloth over her mouth, her eyes are closed and she can’t stop her body from responding. It feels too good. She can feel herself close to an orgasm and fights it. This can’t be happening. Not really, could it? She feels his tongue begin to stab at her, licking hard, his fingers working her above and below, her breath catches roughly and then seems to stop as she shoots off the bed up into his mouth, straining.

She sucks in air through her nose and feels her nipples tighten even more. She closes her eyes and screams no in her mind as her body begins jerking over and over up…up into his mouth, into his hands, faster….harder until she bows completely off the bed but for her head and feet, spasming into his mouth, coming apart in his hands.

“Mmmm.” he growls against her, still licking, as her body falls back to the bed. She is panting hard through her nose. He licks a few more times and then slowly rises up and over her, rubbing his hard cock against her. “Can I come in now?” He whispers against her ear. He reaches up and slowly pulls the cloth away from her mouth. She sucks in a huge gulp of air before she rears up to take his mouth in a deep crushing kiss, frantically pressing up against his hard cock. They both break apart in a gasp.

“Yes…” she pants “now!” She twist and turns trying to get closer. “But untie me first.”

As soon as he undoes all the straps she flips him onto his back and sinks down, impaling herself on his cock, they moan in unison.

“I told you you’d want me.” He said, smiling up at her.

She begins to move, rotating her hips slowly. She leans in and kisses him quick, smiling into his eyes. “Yes you did, but next time, I get to be the stalker and you have to be tied up.”

He laughs and thrust upwards, quickening the pace. “Our neighbors are going to think something’s up if you make me scream like last time, so you’re going to have to take it easy on me.”

She grabs both his wrist and shoves his arms above his head. “Sorry,” she leans down and bits his nipple, tonguing it after. “I can’t promise anything.”

His whole body jerks and his breathing quickens as she begins moving up and down faster, pumping. He can’t last any longer and suddenly grabs her waist holding her still as he pumps up into her fast, cumming hard.

She collapses on his chest, limp…spent. He strokes her back and pulls her closer still.

“This was the best game so far.” He whispers against her brow, kissing her forehead. She pulls her head back and kisses his lips. “Yeah, but remember, next time I get to attack you.”

He smiles as he closes his eyes, pulling the sheet over them both. “Fine by me.”