"Pussy Pounding"

Read by Hannah Z

“Aren’t you going to undress me?” Jenny asked, with a flirty smile through the pounding in her head.
She just wanted the pounding somewhere a little to the south. Luke had stood in the doorway to her
bedroom for about five minutes, staring with a hungry look but not move had been made.

Luke obliged silently. He walked surely, firmly, making his way towards her with near-silent steps. His
warm hands slid down her shoulders, taking the straps of her thin dress along. The cool air from the
apartment hit her breasts, making her shudder and her nipples harden.

He gently kissed her shoulder as he bent down to reveal her hips and thighs. She hopped a little to help him get the dress off.

He bent to finish the task. She’d always thought her thighs were too thick, but he laid the gentlest of
kisses on each of them to show how much he enjoyed them.

He went back up, trailing kisses down her neck. He picked her so suddenly, a girlish squeal left her
mouth before she could stop herself. He threw her on the bed with a wicked grin, apparently amused
that he’d managed to scare her and turn her on simultaneously.

That wicked grin had her trembling before he had laid a finger on her. She didn’t have to talk, not that
she could, as he slowly started to crawl towards her from the foot of the bed.
“I want it to be about you today…” he trailed off as he massaged her left foot. He carefully rolled her
foot, smiling at her quiet moan.

“No complaint from me, although you are going quite slowly,” she said, squirming with impatience. He
let out a deep chuckle, a very masculine chuckle. His brown eyes seemed to glow in the soft light the
lamp provided. It was a very masculine look in those eyes, that look that takes over once they know
what will happen. The look brought another wave of goosebumps over her skin.

She was spread eagled, as far as they’d go and yet he was still trying to get her legs even farther
apart. Her flimsy underwear blocked the view from him. He growled and reached up to rip them off.
She tried to be angry that he’d just left her without underwear, but that jerking motion had let a small
moan trickle off her lips before she could muster a complaint.

She was bare, vulnerable even. Luke had always made her feel that way. Something about him
staring at her most intimate parts with such a hungry look made her thighs tremble in anticipation. He
kissed her knees, working his way up. She started to feel herself get wet. He nicked at her left inner
thigh, and she squirmed. She wanted to feel his mouth cup her. She wanted to feel his lips against
her lips.

“Please…” she moaned to the ceiling. She arched her back in desperation. He sucked on her right
inner thigh, for sure leaving a hickey. She knew he was marking her, and she loved every second of
it. He rolled his eyes towards her face as he slowly, painstakingly slowly, laid a kiss just above where
they both wanted him to be.

He finally took her clit into his mouth, and the world suddenly exploded in Jenny’s mind. She couldn’t
feel her head again, only his mouth on her. The world narrowed down on Luke’s tongue circling her
clit. She heard a high-pitched moan, and seconds later realized it was her.

She reached down to get a grip on Luke’s hair. She held him tight against her, grinding her hips against his mouth.
He looked at her with such a passion that she shut her eyes to keep from coming so soon. She
wanted to enjoy it. She wanted it to last. Unfortunately, he slid a finger inside of her and she was sure
she wouldn’t be able to hold on any longer.

It felt like he was filling her up, ever so slowly, and the tipping over would feel like too much. Her body couldn’t contain itself.

The pleasure filled every inch of her as he took her clit into his mouth. He slid a second finger in, and finger-fucked her hard enough to have her shake with each thrust.

“Oh, yes, please…” she whispered. She was on the verge of exploding on his hands. Only he could
manage to do that in minutes. She felt herself lose control at that last second.

“I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming…” she chanted. She lost control of her voice, and suddenly all
she could do was scream. She screamed his name to the ceiling, clinging to the sheets to keep from
raking her nails down her lover’s back. Luke took a deep breath, smelling her intimate scent and
smirked. He laid his head on her thigh, looking up as she regained control of her body.
“Ready for round two?” He asked in a deep voice. Her headache was gone.

Hannah Z

Hannah Z "Pussy Pounding"

"Master's Pet" read by Ariel Anderssen

It had been one of those days in the restaurant that was very long and busy. As I made my way back
to my office at the end of the day I notice that my door was open. I look around the hallway wondering
why my door is open I know I closed it. I make my way to the door to peer in and my jaw drops.

"Oh my God, you're here! I been waiting see you." I rub my eyes I can't believe he is here.
My Master stands up and walks up to me with a huge smile on his face and leans in, "Hey, baby you
look beautiful."
He grabs me in a hug and kisses me passionately. I moan and my mind turns to mush. I can't believe
it, he is here. He smiles at me as I shut the door behind me and lock it.
"So love, what you doing here?" I ask quietly.

Hugging me tightly he replies, "My sexy lady, I just couldn't wait any longer today to see your beautiful
face."
Kissing me deeply, as his rough hands go up my shirt, he begins to pull it off. I feel his fingers lightly
tracing my back as he kisses me, walking me backwards. He begins to kiss my neck as he starts to
tear my shirt off. I hear buttons flying to the floor.

"Baby I love your beautiful tits," as he kisses his way down to my bra covered breasts.
Tearing my bra off my breasts, he stands there looking for a moment before his head drops and he
begins to suck my nipples. I moan, throwing my head back. "God, love. Oh please more!"
Slipping fingers down my pants, he starts to rub my clit. Continuing to lick and suck my nipple, his
finger makes its way to my slit.
I gasp, "Oh, shit. Please I need you."

Laughing, he continues teasing my breasts and my wet soaking pussy. Up against the door, I cry out
as his fingers fuck me faster until he stops suddenly.
"What the hell?"
He watches my face and starts to laugh, "Not yet pet, I want you to cum when I am deep inside you."

I glare at him and start to pout. He roughly grabs me and sets me on my desk, pulling my pants and
panties off in one motion. His eyes wander my body I see excitement, wonder, love and passion. He
pulls out a set of handcuffs from his pocket and grinning at me, cuffs my wrists puts them behind my
back as he kisses me deeply. I moan into his mouth as he kisses me. I become wetter thinking about
his hard cock deep inside pleasuring me.

My Master's mouth leaves mine as he pulls off his shirt. I smile and wait patiently to see the rest of his
body, all mine to see. Unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down along with his boxers, I see what I
want so bad; my mouth watering at the sight. Setting me further onto my desk he lines up his cock to
my slit grinning at me,"Pet, how much do you want my cock?" he says as he teases me, rubbing
against me.

"Please Sir, I want it bad. I need you, please let me feel you inside me." He gently slides into me.
"Please harder, Sir please I need more." He's slamming into me and he starts to pound my twat.
He starts fucking me fast and hard, grabbing my ass as he moves deep inside me. He makes me
moan loudly. He shoves his stick into me harder, driving me to scream out in pleasure, "Oh! Fuck!" I
cry out loudly. Leaning his head down, he starts to bite my nipple as he continues to deeply pound my
pussy bringing me closer to the edge. Pulling me in closer to him, wrapping my legs around his waist,
he reaches my spot and that sets fireworks off.

"Oh god, I need to cum," I say, replying as he roughly fucks me.
"Cum for me, my sexy pet."
I scream out his name as I cum hard on his dick. Groaning, he soon follows me as he cums deep
inside me.He smiles at me as he slowly pulls out, our juices coating him as I stare at him my eyes
glazed over in passion.

"Wow Sir, thanks. That was awesome. I really needed that after this day I had," Earl grins and pulls
me off the desk and uncuffs my wrists.
"You're welcome my sexy lady." He quickly pulls his boxers and pants back up, he bends down and
picks my panties up and puts them in his pocket.
He kisses me, "Get dressed, my pet and don't put your bra back on. I just want you in just your shirt
and pants."

I walk over to my locker and pull out a new shirt, pulling it over my head and grabbing my pants off
the floor and putting them on.
"Okay. Now my pet when you're done with the last of your paperwork for the day, I want you to go
home and wait for me there."
Kissing me, he walks to the door, unlocks it and looks at me one last time. He walks out leaving me
wondering what he has planned for tonight.

The End.

Ariel Anderssen

Ariel Anderssen "Master's Pet"

"Office Anal" Read By Zoe Page

It is a blistering hot Summer afternoon. Of course, the air conditioning stops working at the office.
While the managers should let us leave early, they decide to keep us there these last three hours of
the day. I did not have this situation in mind when I dressed this morning.

Considering my date this evening with Tom, my boyfriend, I chose my pink lace bra and black
crotchless thong as undergarments and a white, button-down blouse and black pencil skirt for my
outfit. My black, six-inch, peep-toe heels spoke to me, and I chose to wear them too.

Every piece of clothing looks amazing on my taut physique. I dance ballet and hip-hop; the hard work
I put into it has given back to me two-fold in how lean and strong my body is. The breasts, on the
other hand, are still too large for a ballet dancer at a size 34C. They are creamy white with perky
nipples. Tom likes them so they can stay. My legs are my best feature. They are long, adding height
to my 5'9" frame. In fact, I do not need to wear heels; I intimidate people enough as it is. I have
shoulder-length blonde, wavy hair and green eyes. I could definitely model if I wanted to be critiqued
every day of my life, but I do not.

Tom and I started dating about five years ago. He is a middle-aged, successful attorney. Tom has
some grey hair, he's 6'3", in good shape, and has a large cock. He could be my dad, literally. We met
on the subway train and hit it off then and there. He said, at the time, he was going through a divorce.
I had no real way of knowing but to trust him. I do wonder if I was the "other woman" for a while. Now,
he is happily divorced, and we live together in his Manhattan apartment. He is marvelous in bed, and
makes me orgasm every time. Except for the fact he is rarely at home, we have a good relationship.

However, there is a new guy at work, and I find myself instinctively attracted to him. I believe his
name is Paul, though we have never been formally introduced. He is in his mid-thirties, like me. He is
naturally tan, has dark brown hair with a five o'clock shadow, has a demure muscular build, the most
perfect smile, brown eyes, and the kindest disposition. The other women in the office fawn over him
daily. I have only interacted with him in the elevator and in passing. Every time I see him, I
immediately feel my pussy get wet. He has a hold on me.
Enough about Paul... this heat. The only way I could think to combat the heat was with ice cubes. I
put some down my bra. Of course, my white blouse is now see-through and showing my erect
nipples. As hot as it is, I do not care.

"Write this e-mail," I tell myself. "Dear Ms. Aus..."Suddenly, I feel someone standing behind me. It's
my boss, Mark. Mark is probably sixty-five and makes me feel uncomfortable at times. Without
warning, he cups my breasts.
I assertively say, "Excuse me, Mark!"
He just continues to massage them, and tells me, "I just wanted to let you know you're doing a good
job." He then rubs my shoulders and walks off.

Forget work, now I'm in a state of shock. Should I leave or stay? Who do I tell this to?
For some reason, Paul pops into my head. He would be a good confidant and lover. I close my eyes
and think of him pinning me to the wall in the bathroom, thrusting his cock into my pussy. Hmmm, I'm
starting to get wet. I feel naughty and empowered now. My thong give me easy access to my clit, and
I start massaging it. Then, I slowly put one finger in my tight, wet cunt. I go slowly at first but then
quickly speed it up. It's time for two fingers now. Mmm, this feels so amazing. I suck on my fingers,
tasting my sweet pussy juices. Fuck this, I'm going to try to entice Paul for a rendezvous.

I pull my skirt up to make it even shorter and unbutton my blouse so my cleavage shows before
walking over. Like a panther on the prowl, I make slow but thoughtful steps down to his desk. I can
feel his eyes looking me up and down. On a post-it I write, "Meet me in the ladies room" and drop it.
He immediately gets up, no hesitation at all. His erection is obvious.
In the largest stall, we meet for the first time. I don't care about getting to know him know or the fact
that my boss took advantage of me, I just want to fuck Paul. He quickly unbuttons my blouse to reveal
a white lace bra and erect nipples. All that is left below is the skirt, and it slips off. The thongs can
obviously stay on for this.

His strong hands move along my waist and up to my breasts. He pulls my bra down enough to see a
nipple and gently sucks on it. My hand reaches his thick, 10-inch cock. It's getting even more erect as
I massage it. One of his hands reaches my pussy, and he starts to finger fuck me. I moan in ecstasy.
He rips off my bra, and penetrates my cunt with his cock. Oh fuck. Our sweaty bodies make this sex
incredible. He lifts up my leg to push his cock in me deeper.
"Your pussy is tight, baby," he says.

I nod in agreement, but I love how his cock is filling up my pussy. I grind my hips into his thrusts. He
is close to cumming. He orders me to turn around. I place my hands on the wall as he enters my
asshole. He still pays attention to my pussy, rubbing it wildly as he fucks. I can feel him separating my
ass cheeks to get a better look at my shaved hole as he pushes his cock into me. I moan and cry out.
It hurts but feels good at the same time.

"I'm going to cum!" He spurts some cum in my asshole and then enters my pussy again, leaving the
rest there. He will not let me move now. He wants to see it drip out of my holes.

The End.

Zoe Page

Zoe Page "Office Anal"

Caught In The Act By Megan

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Even after a few weeks at college I was still finding my feet. I had made some new friends, but the
place itself - it was so big! I wanted to knuckle down and, being a bit of a nerd, decided to get some
books on English grammar. I had only been to the library once and then it had been locked. One girl
told me that it was a good place to study because so few people went in. Mobiles and iPods were
strictly prohibited.
I opened the heavy glass-panelled door and walked in. It had a slightly musty smell, the sort you only
get from books. It was a huge place with row upon row of shelves and a bank of computers down one
side. I walked over to one of the consoles and ran my fingers along the keyboards. The monitor
sprang into life and I was treated to a beautiful image of David Beckham and his trademark stubble
“Hmmm yum!” I said out loud. I looked round but the library was empty.
I tried to use the PC, to see if I could find something on my subject, but it was password protected.
“Stupid computer!” I said, and continued on my mosey round.
I went to the reception desk, but no one was home. I decided to wander around the volumes myself,
hoping to work out where the English language section was. As I went between the aisles of books I
was faintly aware of an odd noise. It was a sort of stifled, breathless grunt. As I passed geology and
made my way towards chemistry the sound grew louder and louder. I turned a corner and there,
sitting with his back to me, was a guy blatantly pulling his wanger. He was leant over a magazine and
I could see his elbow going up and down frantically. He was clearly enjoying whatever was the
subject of his fantasy.
I hid at the end of the row, peeping from behind the wooden book case. He was murmuring
something, but it was inaudible, presumably some sexy thoughts that were fuelling his sneaky wank.
As I leaned on a sturdy encyclopaedia, my hand slipped, sending the tome crashing to the floor! The
guy looked round and there was a look of shock and surprise in his face.
“Ooops!” I said.
“How long have you been there?” He asked. He was clutching his cock and doing his best to hide the
fact that he was knocking one out.
“Long enough!” I said.
I smiled and walked towards him. My cunt was moist. There is something very erotic about
watching a guy jerking off.
“Don’t mind me,” I said, trying to see what was in his magazine.
“I…I’m sorry. I’m blue-balled from last night. I’m so sorry!”
“Don’t worry, it’s OK,” I said.
The guy was quite handsome. I didn’t think he was one of the tutors. I thought he must have worked
in the library itself.
“Will you carry on?” I said.
“What?”
“Carry on… stroking yourself. It turns me on.”
“I can’t do that!” He said.
“‘Course you can!”
“I can’t!”
I was wearing a short lemon dress, and I think my bra was just visible through the thin fabric because
I noticed his eyes kept going towards my boobs. I pulled up a chair and sat opposite him.
“What’s your name?” I asked.
“Phil… it’s Phil.”
“Well Phil, you know what would really turn me on?”
“No?”
“If you sit there and continue with your wank, while I finger myself.”
“Really?!”
“Yes. I would love that!”
“OK…ummm what’s your name?” He asked.
“Danielle. Come on before someone comes!”
He was slow to respond, so I pulled my dress up to my waist and opened my legs. Phil immediately
looked down at my pussy, which was barely hidden by my panties. I looked down and could see my
own swollen pussy lips eating the cotton of my knickers. I put one hand inside and slipped my longest
finger into my vagina. My pussy was wet to the point of being gooey. I allowed myself a gentle sigh as
my finger rolled up and rubbed against my clitoris coating it in my girly juice.
For a few moments Phil just watched me, ravishing me with his eyes. I lifted my hand out and moved
the gusset of my panties to one side, giving him a free view of my slippery pink cunt. He reached for
his hardening cock and began to rub the foreskin as I slipped two fingers into my pussy.

I moaned from my self pleasure, which was increased by my witnessing Phil’s masturbation. His eyes were
beautiful as he gazed into mine, wanking himself mechanically. I was equally pleasuring myself
dreamily as if we were somewhere else, unconcerned by our location. All I could think of was the
wonderful ‘moreish’ sensations that were welling up inside. The warm, tickly spasms, which were
coming from my fingers, as they played with my clit.
Phil’s cock was fully hard now. His foreskin was gliding up and down, intermittently uncovering the
rich, pink swollen head. It had a moist appearance, as if lubricated by a little precum. That made me
so horny. I wanted to taste him, to feel that warm, salty fluid slip down my throat. I was so turned on! I
worked two, then three fingers into my now sopping wet cunt, until my knuckles were swallowed by
my lips. I was moaning deeply; Phil was groaning feverishly, his eyes focused on my pussy.
We looked into each other’s eyes. Our mutual pleasure shared. The insanely risky thing we were
doing only made me more aroused. It was so hot, so amazing. My fingers gradually returned to my
swollen clitty and rotated around her. I flicked the little pink button a few times, making my belly
tremble. Phil was tugging himself faster and faster, the intense look of pleasure marked in his manly
features. He wasn’t some young jock from college but a grown man, masturbating with me - for me. I
moaned uncontrollably as I found the perfect rhythm with my fingers. I was building up to a fantastic
orgasm.
I held onto the chair with one hand, as if to prevent myself from taking off. I was whimpering
helplessly as the beginnings of my climax were washing over me. Phil was holding his legs out in
front of him stiffly, stroking himself and groaning deeply. I was reaching that point when a girl just
can’t hold back.
“Oh yes! Oh yes! I’m…I’m going to cum Phil!”
Oh Danielle! Yes cum! Please…Oh fuck! Hnnnngh!”
“Aahhhhh….aaaaaaahhhhhhh..…oooooh.…shit!!!”
“Aaah Danielle! I’m…so close!”
“Aaaaaahhhh…..aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah…hmmmmmmm… ooh!”
“Danielle…I’m going to cum…oh fuck!”
I was still on a high from my orgasm and was still as horny and as hot as fuck. I wanted to do
something I had only ever dreamed about.
“Cum on me Phil!”
“Hnnnnngh…what?”
“Just do it!”
“Oh…I..oh hhhhhnghhh!””
Phil staggered to his feet as I sat upright, holding my head back as he tugged his foreskin back and
forth.
Oooooh Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeshz….I’m going…. to CUM!!!!!!!!!!!”
I looked up at him, mesmerised by his hand, which was now a mere blur and then I felt it. It was so
hot…but it was so good. The another one and another. I could feel it begin to roll down my nose and
over my lips as he came again and again. He was so noisy with it. His cries were filled with an
immense relief…a release of a full day of wanting to unload his sweet juice from those lovely balls. It
was so obvious when he came on my face, that I wasn’t aware at first that so much has spattered
over my dress too. He leant on the bookshelf behind me and wasn’t shy about finishing the job,
shaking the last few drops onto my bare legs. I looked up at him and smiled broadly.
“I’m glad I caught you wanking in the library. Maybe we can do this again!” I said, with a wink.
“Hmmm..maybe,” he said breathlessly, still a little stunned.
“OK, well I better go and sort myself out,” I said.
I walked out of the library, with my head held high, the cum still streaked down the front of my dress.
I never did find that book on grammar.

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The End

Megan

Megan "Caught In The Act"

SEX IN HIS OFFICE by LEAH

I watched him get ready for work on that cold winter morning. As he gave me a kiss, I thought about how I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands in appropriate places when I visited him for lunch that day. He just looked so delicious in a suit. Delicious in the sense that I desired to slowly strip the suit off and do dirty things to him. Maybe, just maybe... I woke up a little later that morning. I made my coffee, got clothed and made up nicely. I wore a kneelength leather skirt with buttons all the way down, a white blouse that left the perfect amount of my ivory chest showing, a sleek black cardigan and combat boots. Classy, yet somewhat “edgy” is how most of my friends described that outfit.

I did all of my errands. Dropping off my resume everywhere I could, getting a quick brunch and picking up some hot coffee for my lover. It was about his break time, so I began heading over to his office. I took the elevator to his floor, cautiously avoiding spilling his coffee as it jolted to a stop. I stepped out. His co-workers gave me their routine glares. I’d have given them the finger if I didn’t care about visiting my honey so much. The good thing about my lover’s office is that it’s not a cubicle. It’s a nicely sized room with doors that can lock. There’s certainly advantages to being higher up in the work chain. I knocked on the door with my free hand. I heard footsteps nearing the door on the other side, before I heard a click and saw it open.

My darling’s face, handsome as ever appeared. I smiled, gave him a kiss and walked in. The door clicked closed behind me, locking. “How is your day, sweetheart?” I asked. “Nothing unusual. Just have to go to a meeting after break.” He said monotonously, slumping into his large office chair. He did not seem excited. I handed him the warm cup of coffee. He took a hefty gulp before setting it down on his desk. “You know, I was thinking I could help make your workday more eventful today.” I said, rather suggestively. He raised one eyebrow slightly as a faint smirk came to his mouth. He caught my drift. “Oh really? I’d most certainly appreciate that.” Wasting no time, I kicked off my shoes and straddled his lap.

I rubbed my hands all over his chest, shoulders, and neck. I kissed him hard on the mouth, now gently tugging at his necktie. I loosened it, slowly pulling it off and dropping it to the floor. I unbuttoned his blazer. He grasped my hips, pressing his hardness onto me. I let out a faint gasp. It certainly got him more riled up. I slid his blazer off of his shoulders and arms, pulling the rest of it out from behind his back, I allowed that to also fall to the carpeted floors below. I unbuttoned the first three or so buttons of his shirt before I let him have some fun unwrapping me. He unbuttoned my cardigan and slid it off of me. Same for the blouse. Then, he began unbuttoning my skirt. Every single button, all the way down. As it opened up, revealing my thighs and hips, he realized I wasn’t wearing tights, or panties. “Damn, I bet you enjoyed the breeze outside!” He laughed. “Well, you seem to be enjoying this.” I giggled. He slid his hand up my thigh, caressing the soft, milkywhite but slightly-freckled skin.

He toyed with my landing strip for a few moments before running a finger along my slippery slit. I bit my lower lip. Gosh, what a tease he was. He continued rubbing around my opening, making sure the lubrication was well-distributed. He softly pinched my clitoris between his thumb and index finger, moving them in slow rotations. I kissed him again, sucking on his tongue and working on his shirt with my hands. I felt the shirt fall entirely open as I undid the last small button. I began feeling him up, my hands traveling from his lower stomach to his shoulders, and back down again to unbutton his suit pants. He slid two fingers inside me. I let out a moan of pleasure and scratched down his stomach. I pulled his hard dick out of his pants. I gently stroked, all the way from base to tip. He pushed in another finger, going deeper to make sure I was ready for a good, hard pounding. He lifted me up and got out of the chair. “What position do you have in mind?” I inquired. “Sit on my desk.” He demanded.

I moved his coffee to a safer place on the desk. I lifted myself up, and sat on it. “Okay, now lay down.” I obeyed him. I laid on the desk, propping myself halfway up with my elbow, my legs dangling off the edge closest to him. I spread my legs a little as an invitation. He grabbed my knees softly, moving my legs farther apart. He stood closer to my opening. He guided his copius length into me, going slow. pushing as deep as he could, intently watching my face. For signs of pain, perhaps. I grasped his arms, making a quiet moan. He slowly pulled back, partially out, then pushed back in. “How does that feel?” He asked, making sure I wasn’t in pain. “It feels amazing, honey. More, please!” I said with a sigh. He began going faster, harder, more carefree. He reached down to play with my clit, making sure he was stimulating all of my sensitive areas. He leaned down, tonguing one of my silky, pale nipples.

I dug my nails into his back, and wrapped my legs around me, tilting my pelvis, furthermore increasing my own pleasure. “Oh yes baby! Harder!” I screamed. He responded by slamming his cock into me, annihilating my pussy. My breathing became heavy, and by body began heating up. I scratched, hard, all the way from his shoulders to his lower back. My moaning became louder, more involuntary as the ecstasy built up. He was breathing heavily and moaning too. He gripped my hips tightly. He was nearing his climax. “Mmmm, Logan!” I screamed. I moved my hips in perfect rhythm with his. I could feel my body starting to quiver. “Ohhhh baby, I’m cumming!” He pounded into me, faster, harder, with more varied angles and motions. It set my climax into motion. My pussy began rapidly pulsing around his cock, contracting and relaxing. I dug my nails into his back, and tightened my legs around his waist. The pleasure absolutely took over my body. His mouth was hard on mine, his hands gripping my waist, and his cock now slightly pulsating.

His body gave out on me, and he rested his body on mine. As our intense orgasms subsided, we kissed, feeling each other’s bodies. He stood up, carefully pulling out with the help of a tissue in order to keep the carpet free of stains. He discarded it in the trash can, looking up at the clock. “Damn, my meeting is in two minutes!” He pulled on his shirt, hastily buttoning it. I put his blazer on him, and he put on his tie loosely. He was about to run out the door. I looked down. “Wait a moment.” I said, eyeing his undone pants. I pulled him close, giving him a wet, hot kiss as I buttoned and zipped his pants. “Thank you, baby.” He smiled, heading out the door and down the hall with red lipstick all over his neck and cheeks, with disheveled hair and clothing. I smiled, feeling very accomplished. I walked out the door, slipping out of the building unseen. I went home, knowing I’d made his day

THE END!

Leah

Leah "Sex In His Office"

Anna Belle "College fuck Party: Part 2"

As Chris was starting to get ready, I walked over to Amy and said, lets swap partners and fuck them together. The guy (Jack) was excited because he would have 2 pussies to fuck. Chris on the other hand was thinking.

Amy, who was as slutty as me, immediately made her way to the limp cock of Chris, took it in her hand, licked at it seductively and asked him, 'will this change your mind?' Chris was nodding yes like a kid in a candy store. We locked the door this time and I was down on Jack sucking his cock while he sat on the sofa. Amy was busy putting life in Chris's cock. We both girls were busy sucking while the guys were busy running their hands in our hair and pushing down on our head. We both took time sucking our guys.

Amy was not wasting any time and was on the bed naked, doggy style asking Chris to fuck her. Chris, who was hard by now was in her pussy in a second fucking her while Amy moaned loud. Jack was turned on and asked me to go on the sofa and get in doggy style too. On the sofa, my ass towards him Jack inserted his hard cock in my tight pussy and started to pound me hard.

I was not sure between Amy or me, who was louder. Both guys were fucking us hard. Slapping our asses, playing with our tits. Being fucked like that, now by another guy was enough for me and I came hard. So hard cum was flowing down the inside of my thighs. Jack not wanting to cum yet, pulled out and asked Chris to change partners.

Still hanging over the back of the sofa, Chris was behind me and had his cock buried deep in my sloppy pussy. Amy on the other hand was spread wide on the bed and Jack was riding her hard. Chris was ready to explode and he did. I was surprised he managed to get as much cum as he could in me the second time round. He slumped on the sofa next to me and I fell on him all used. Jack on the other hand had just finished cumming in Amy.

Jack was also the naughtiest of the 4 of us. After he pulled out, he asked me to clean his cock while he asked Amy to clean Chris's cock. So here we were, the slutty girls now cleaning the other guys cock that had just been in our friened's pussy. But then when has things like that stopped us from having fun?

Anna Belle

Anna Belle "College Fuck Party: Part 2"

WORKING RELATIONSHIP by Eva

It was nearly six o’clock on a Wednesday as Shania sat at her desk and tried to forge through the stack of papers her boss Mr Watts had given her. She put her head in her hands and sighed. Screw it, she thought, it’s late and I’m tired, I’m going home. She logged off her computer, put the papers in a pile ready for tomorrow and stood up. She collected her coat and handbag from over her chair and as she did she saw Nick approaching her office. Nick, she thought with a love-sick sigh. She had been hopelessly in love with Nick ever since she had started at the firm three years ago, yet he had mostly ignored her. It was as if she were a piece of the background furniture. She was always there, yet never really noticed or given attention until someone needed her.

Nick approached her office. He was her supervisor, which meant she had to answer to him, which she gladly would have done if she was given the opportunity. Every time she saw Nick she wanted to rip his shirt off and have him then and there. Nick knocked on the door, opened it slightly and popped his head around. “Hey Shannon.” “It’s Shania,” she corrected him. He was forever forgetting her name, though with Shannon he was close. When she first started he used to refer to her as Lana. She had no idea where he got that one from. “Are you just about to head off?” he asked, coming further into her office. “Yes, it’s been a long day and I’m tired.” “I was kind of hoping that you’d stay and help me,” he replied, pulling a slight face. Shania sighed. “Maybe another time Nick, but not tonight.” Shania pulled her coat on and strode past Nick confidently. Usually she would have done anything he asked of her, but not tonight. Instead of being angry Nick was impressed. “This new assertive side of your intrigues me.

Here I was thinking that you were a pushover but I guess I was wrong about you Shannon,” he smirked. “It's Shania!” she raged, turning on her heels and staring angrily at him, her blue/green eyes flashing. “Not Shannon or Suzy or Shelley or Lana, but Shania. Is it so hard to remember?” Shania stood there for a few moments, staring him down before turning around once more to head to the elevators. “I know you’re angry right now,” Nick yelled out. “But I’m really turned on.” Shania stopped dead in her tracks and smiled. She turned around and strode back to where Nick was standing, grabbing his tie and lead him back into her office. She shut the door behind her and kissed with such longing and pent-up emotion. She had wanted to do this for so long. She started loosening his tie and threw it across the room. Her hands fervently worked at the buttons of his short and Nick unbuckled his pants, and soon he was standing there in just his cotton boxer shorts, which left little to the imagination.

Shania got down on her hands, gently slid his boxers up and over his growing erection and started rubbing it to life. It grew hard underneath her touch and Shania smiled devilishly. She had dreamed about this moment for so long. All those long, boring afternoons behind her desk daydreaming about Nick, fantasizing about what she would do to him if she were ever given the opportunity. Now was her chance. Her roving hands explored all over his cock, feeling the large, mushroom like head, the veins that ran up the shaft and his testicles which had a light covering of hair on them. Shania rubbed his cock, slowly at first, looking up at him from underneath her lashes. Nick looked down at her smiled. That smile. It was piercing, heart melting. The smile that made her panties wet. The smile that had launched a thousand orgasms. She melted inside whenever Nick smiled at her and now wasn’t any different. Her rubbing became more vigorous and she heard his soft moans goading her on. She took the tip in her mouth, letting her tongue swirl over it, flicking the little slit.

Then she sucked on the head, holding his cock in her left hand while her right hand was playing with his balls. She took some more of him in her mouth, saliva spilling from between her lips, landing on the carpet between them, some of it trailing down his dick, lubricating it. She stopped sucking his dick abruptly, and stood up. Nick gave her a questioning, confused look as she stopped and stood, and then he realized that she mean to continue it as she got undressed. Her tits were round little handfuls and he grabbed at them, squishing them against her chest. She hadn’t been waxed in a while. The hair was starting to grow back quite thick, but he didn’t care. Personally he liked the natural look on women. Shania pushed everything aside on her desk, save for the computer.

All the files, papers, folders and pens flying either side. She leaned over the desk, her sweet little ass sticking in the air. She looked over her shoulder at Nick and raised her pale eyebrows. He didn’t need a further invitation. He plunged his cock deep within her pussy, both of them groaning at that first stroke. He couldn’t help himself as he worked himself into a frenzy, his hips slapping against her ass. He gave her pussy a good work out, pistoning in and out of her. He watched as he pulled his dick nearly all the way out and then smashed it back into her. He watched as she stretched around him, clinging to him, accommodating his manhood. He heard her sighs, softly at first but now getting loudly as his assault on her pussy continued.

She may have been meek and quite during work, but now she was loud and daring, and he loved that she repeated his name over and over. “Yes,” she sighed. “Yes Nick, yes.” “Yeah baby, you like that?” he asked, grabbing her hips and slamming into her. He could feel his cum start to bubble up from his balls, he was going to shoot his load very soon. “I’m gonna cum,” he groaned. “Yes,” she repeated. “Yes. Give it to me. Do it. Fill me up Nick.” He didn’t need to be told twice. He shot his load into her and collapsed on his back. "Impressive work," said Nick. I think this is the start of a very successful working relationship." "I agree," said Shania, thinking that staying late after work certainly has its perks.

THE END!

Eva "Working Relationship"

SAUCY NURSE by Louise

It was super late when I finished my nursing shift. God I was tired. I had had ten days straight on and was looking forward to a well earned four days off. The first just sleeping. Then some clubbing and a hot guy I hoped. Yeah real stiff cock tomorrow night. My last hard black coffee at 2300 barely keeping me awake. Where I got the hankering for a burger with the frickin lot from I will never know but I got the craving, just like the need for hot dirty sex. It hit my taste buds, hit my mind and it wouldn’t go away...like desiring a root... it had to be satisfied. Geez it was 1.00 am; as I turned off the highway into an unfamiliar shopping precinct looking for one of those 24/7 Burger joints. The retail zone strip was dead; well it was a Monday night. The 24/7 fitness franchise was open but it was a stomach yearning workout not my body that needed immediate attention. I nearly missed a burger joint, it was so dimly lit... but it looked still open... I thought so or hoped so in my craving hunger for a hot snack with the lot....

It better be open....was my immediate dominating thought. I backed up fifty metres illegally but hell I was the only vehicle moving. I parked opposite The Burger Place and my mind was constructing my feast as I locked my car. I was going to have the lot. The full salvia drooling beef sizzle burger. Not one of those franchise pre made ones where the wrapper tastes better. No: a locally made to order superior burger with the big bun , a whopper of a quality beef patty, cheese, grilled onion, beetroot , pineapple, fried egg with a soft yoke, bacon, a slice of tomato, lettuce, some pickles , mayo or maybe mustard for a bit of zing. I was constructing my order as I entered the deserted joint. Oh the best pleasures are the guiltily constructed ones...I was having the lot.

The first thing I really saw was the order board behind and above the counter. There were the standard burgers and the option to construct your own with all the sides. Oh I didn’t give a toss about the calories, oh screw the world health scare on bacon and beef, the juices were going to dribble, I was having an indulgence moment. Beef...beef cake...the guy behind the counter was buff and rugged. Two days stubble and bad ass eyes. Yeah I realised suddenly I needed a pussy meal as much as a burger deal. Maybe the bugger treat actually. His fingers were tapping the counter. My eyes trying to stay on the board above his head but regularly taking in his chest, his biceps and his chiselled jaw. Food or sex...seriously I thought...a no brainer.... I realised I still had my uniform and name tag clearly on. All pretty girl white. He was checking me out and no doubt doing hopeful guy calculations based on wild porn nurse stereotypes...Shit...he knew I was Sister Brooke Gray...I just knew he was Hunk Guy....

They say your energy introduces you before you speak. I was suddenly high on the best of self zest....sexual pulsing desire. “Oh the lot” I said, I was too hot guy distracted and besides I knew my inner double meaning. “Oh the lot” he shot back... “Really ...me ... and the cook” “Pardon” I replied but not in a shocked way. I had heard him. I saw the sexual intent in his eyes. I knew how I had mentally stripped him as he stood behind the counter. In a fraction of a second I was picturing myself on the bench... “Oh get on the counter” he said as if he were a mind reader, “Stop the word games ...you are one saucy chick...Nurse Brooke” Mmm: Yeah I clambered up on the bench from a counter stool ...thinking male sauce... “Love your blue eyes and let’s get that long dark hair free from your pony tail” and he did. My ripped dude was on the bench too, his meat stick out of his pants, hot and ready for a mouth work out and boy was my mouth organized...I took his cock in my hand, he was kneeling, I was lying under him on my back...his cock coming into my mouth from above and behind ...filling my gob from an unexpected and exciting angle...making me feel extra horny and really a dirty tramp. I had the delicious, so good, so bad girl moment, combined.

He was shoving his pecker into my mouth...packing it in...I was sucking and licking and fondling his balls...all tactile and gummy wet. A salvia drenched groaning male shaft and my gob happily full. Continuous sucking and licking of his cock head brought a smear of precum to my lips. He groaned. The action was heating up. He was gorgeously hard now and I knew he was enjoying his cock piston thrusting through my cute puckered lips. He was seemingly clairvoyant...as he dragged his knees over my body obviously going on a pussy hunt. He knew our double need. His body hovering over mine with his cock dangling hard between his legs...so easy to grab and work with my hands, mouth and tongue. I sucked him off back between his legs. Oh God he was good where it really mattered...between my already wet thighs. He just yanked my panties to the side and was exploring my pussy and butthole together with his fingers and tongue. It was a genuinely intense, rapid sixty niner. He found my clitty and knew how to appreciate it. I lay back fondling his balls and I cooed in femdelight as my pussy was tongued out and my arsehole nicely but equallly smuttily, was fingered. But I wanted the lot...I squeezed out from under him and urged him to lay down, while I sat over his face...I had the pleasure of watching his tongue tease my already over excited nicely trimmed pussy flaps ...he got to smell everything that was energized in me...my musky aroma released in abundance.

I was arching up as he raised his head somehow targeting my clitty with his tongue tip...and digging a finger into my butthole at the same time...I would have hit the lights over the counter if another cock hadn’t of suddenly entered my mouth. It was the cook... out from the kitchen. My pelvis was rocking. My pussy was expecting an orgasm and a hard dick...my mouth full of stiff pecker too. Oh we want it all and sometimes we get it. The two pricks hands were all over me...my shoes were off...my uniform was next...my titties released from my bra...my panties yanked off...they had me on the counter stool now...the hunk between my legs, which were raised over his shoulders and the cook still content at the moment to get his dick back in my mouth. I sucked cock like a whore...I felt great because at the same time my pussy was being vacuum sucked...my clitty pursed between the big dudes lips...drawn out from my body...my little nub of joy giving me a real girly treat...he clamped his lips over my flaps and ate me out like I had never been eaten out before...I was instantly intent on dining out more...I was thigh quivering... it was all a hedonistic liberating release of deep personal moans...my head back...the cook’s cock god knows where...but his hands and mouth had found my breasts and sensitive nipples...he was roughish but it brazenly good.

My hunk ...his tongue was just skilfully working first my butt furrow...tongue fucking it, the randy bastard and then his pink tip was reverberating against my exposed erect girly pinky pearl...while two of his fingers were crooked and hooking in my butt crack. He got my cum leakage. Uncontained and unrestrained. My girly juices smearing my cunt and he spread them back over my perineum to my tight back door...and he was enjoying a taste treat all the way...my inner wetness released and shared. We had started on the bench on a real high. The stool was a step down but the action had escalated. As the two cock addicted blokes now took me to the floor I was on the stairway to girly bliss. I was double dicked before I had time to process it was happening...oh don’t get me wrong I was in it...the unexpected happening...not planned...it occurred and I was in it... The hunk was under me; easing his cock into my vice like poop shooter with power prods. Oh God it was good. All I could do was girly coo...soft humble murmurs of pleading satisfaction and absolute bodily thanks as his cock anchored deep in me.

I felt full. How the hell did I know I was only half full? It wasn’t until I saw the cook’s cock approaching my vulnerable exposed pussy slit with my arse in full hard satisfaction already ...that I truly took on what was happening...as it happened... “Oh my God” I exclaimed as I double filled for the first time ever. The pleasure escalation better and more intense than my own vibrator in my butt and my fingers delving in my coochie moisture... this was pleasure like no other...so frickin startling new...it was all in me...I was moaning...softly to start...a quiet beseeching cooing...then louder...girly moans...then frickin guttural ungirly groans...as the prick beneath me filled my butt with a steady expanding pulse and the pecker above me was stiffly grinding into my pussy. The layered wavy joyous buzz of delight was twofold. I could feel the duo pecker spread and the counter balancing constrainment of my content womanly openings, giving yet tightly holding, and now packed and crammed; pecker jammed. Yeah I was the chick with the lot. Cock digging. My butthole squeezed. Cock plunging. My pussy, so wet. Cock burrowing. My arse clutched in happiness. Cock pummelling. My slit savouring the best of life.

The unbelievable pleasure spasms were expanding my known bodily limits...the intensity of basically too much cock was exquisite ...my arse contracted within...a new fulsomely stretching counteracted grippy pulsation paradise of my butt‘s previously unknown capacity to give back to me. Maybe an anal gasm ...then my pussy joined the celebration ...it tightened...I was double constricted...addicted...once tasted like forbidden fruit...I would sin and double sin again...I knew it. Had a contina-gasm... there is no other way to describe it...no lull in the bodily rush of complete pleasure definition. My arse ablaze in delight. My pussy heated in climax. My body flamed through with pleasure flares. No guilt in this pleasure either ...hell it was calorie burner ...I was sweating...the guys were perspiring....their bodily liquids were mixing with mine as they very closely together twofold jizz filled me. Double teamed and double creamed and needing no dessert.

The cook was off me, the hunk was out from under me...but the big bastard scooped the combination of my girly juices and their cum onto his fingers and offered it to me; “Enjoy the sauce baby” Of course I licked his fingers...bringing to a strange halt an amazing life experience.Oh the burger was on the house and the two guys also had one each...funny how bawdy racy sex makes you really hungry. After that evening I always looked forward to the late finishing shifts at work. I even started deliberately taking them because the unimpeachable delight of a tandem cock work out to burn off some guilty kilojoules before enjoying a well deserved burger is one of life’s obligatory addictions.

THE END!

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