Old Friends

It seems that after many years the two friends had occasion to finally see one another again. Quite clearly there was still a chemistry between them. Although they were sitting in a public area (or perhaps partly because of the location) he could not resist softly stroking the front of her blouse as they sat and talked. Looking at each others faces he could feel her nipple begin to swell. With anxious fingers he began to unbutton her blouse and explore the generous swell of her breast.
Even as he was forced to pause for passerby's, he guided her hand to his swollen cock. He reveled in the feel of her squeezing his hardness through the jeans. As they talked of various things it became obvious that their minds were more on the potential for each other's desires than on any conversation of the moment.
As his fingers opened the blouse enough to slip beneath the cup of the bra and stroke her nipple directly, she commented that they could be arrested for public lewdness! He noted that her fingers were still wrapped around his hard shaft as she said it.
Within moments they were walking up the stairs of a nearby parking garage. Stopping on the walkway between two floors he turns her around and kisses her softly. Their tongues entwine and he cups the fullness of her breasts. She reaches back and releases her bra letting the full weight of her heavy breasts free. He takes a nipple in his mouth and begins to suck it hard. He hears her soft moans growing louder but pays no heed as her nipple begins to grow at a fantastic rate. Soon he has almost an inch of diamond hard pink nipple in his mouth. She doesn't realize how incredibly turned on that long nipples make him but he can feel his cock throbbing harder with each pulse of his heart.
Finally he pulls back and releases the turgid nipple. Mmmm he strokes it's slickness with his fingers and she begins to worry again about being caught by passing cars. After all, they have only to look over towards the stairs to see him sucking her gorgeous breasts.
He pushes gently on her shoulders and she sits on the steps. He follows her, standing over her legs with his groin at face level. There is no hesitation as he quickly unzips and reaches inside his jeans to draw forth his swollen cock and balls. She quickly reaches for him saying something about his being ready and immediately engulfs him.
The feel of her hot wet mouth sliding over his cock in soooo very good. He looks down and sees that she has taken him fully. His cock is sliding between her lips and he is watching her face. Her eyes are closed as she drinks in the essence of his feel and taste. He know that it won't be long before she is swallowing his thick salty cum.
He runs his fingers through her hair and softly fucks her face as she sucks him. They both know that they could be discovered at any moment. He watches a woman walking across the parking garage to her car as he feels the jizz rising in his balls. The feel of her mouth is simply unbelievable. She is washing his entire cock in warm saliva and precum while applying a constant suction. He finds himself wishing that she was naked beneath him and that he had access to her long pink nipples while he slid into her throat. With a moan of his own, he speaks softly, "baby, I'm gonna cum."
There is no slowing or release from the sucking pleasure as he feels his balls surge upward and fill her mouth with hot white jizz. He feels the spurts, one after the other, as they shoot into the back of her throat and finally to the base of her tongue. He feels her swallow as a loud whistle sounds.
Although he can't see the source, it's likely that they have overstayed their safety margin. He tucks himself back into his jeans, still wet from her mouth and they descent the stairs as she tells him, "Now that I've had a taste, what am I to do this afternoon?"

It seems that after many years the two friends had occasion to finally see one another again. Quite clearly there was still a chemistry between them. Although they were sitting in a public area (or perhaps partly because of the location) he could not resist softly stroking the front of her blouse as they sat and talked. Looking at each others faces he could feel her nipple begin to swell. With anxious fingers he began to unbutton her blouse and explore the generous swell of her breast.
Even as he was forced to pause for passerby's, he guided her hand to his swollen cock. He reveled in the feel of her squeezing his hardness through the jeans. As they talked of various things it became obvious that their minds were more on the potential for each other's desires than on any conversation of the moment.

I've Been Raped

I've Been Raped!
I woke up after the strangest dream!
The night before my wife, Penny, and I were getting it on. We were heavily involved in the foreplay aspect, when I felt the strangest sensation on my pecker. My wife was stroking me and my dick was responding, but I felt a furry thing massaging the other side. We both stopped and after some heavy breathing found out that it was our loving cat who was trying to help the situation. We had a great laugh, but went to bed frustrated.
Back to my dream. In the dream there was a knock at the front door on a Sunday morning. We answered the door and it was probably the last person on earth we expected to see. There stood my wife's childhood friend Gina. This woman married about a month before we did, and had two kids, but never had much feeling for her husband. Turns out the purpose of the visit was to intimidate Penny and me, out of pure jealousy.
Gina did not look bad, but looked a bit well-used for my taste. She wore a pair of boots in the dead of July. She had on a red miniskirt, which was about 6 inches above her knees. After a few pleasantries she produced a gun and told us the real purpose of her visit, which was for me to fuck her in front of my wife. About this time our cat sauntered out to see who the new stranger was, went to sniff Gina, who calmly kicked our kitty clear across the room. The poor cat did not move from then on.
Gina then had Penny sit in a chair facing the bed and asked me to sit on the bed. She tied Penny's hands and legs. Than she asked me to lose my shorts and shirt. I was in no position to disagree; the gun looked terribly menacing so I complied. She tied my two hands together as well as one leg to my wife's chair's leg. The other leg she knotted and inserted into the bottom draw of Penny's credenza.
She than slowly removed all her clothing and revealed parts of her to me that I never knew. She wore a low-cut blouse that left little to the imagination. First she removed the skirt, she wore no panties. She than removed the blouse which revealed an attractive set of boobs. Gina placed the gun on my bureau and started gyrating, shaking her 36C boobs in my face. She was clean shaven and gyrated her pelvic area near my face. I ignored her as much as I could. She then told us of her rules. Fill up my snatch with your juices with Penny watching and I'll leave and we will never see each other again. Anything else and I'll kill you both.
She asked me to remove my skivvies, but I couldn't because I was tied with both legs, so she found a pair of scissors and literally cut them off from me. Gina kneeled between my legs and started to lick my balls and dick. She got up and put her tits near my mouth and grabbed my head and forced me to lick, but not bite them. Her nipples started to get erect and she again dropped between my legs. She engulfed my pecker, and started to go up and down concentrating on the rim, and the vein on the underside. Maybe because I was tied up with my wife watching, I was fighting the full erection. After about fifteen minutes I could not fight the sensation and I emptied into her mouth. She swallowed it, and told us that was not the deal, and unless I get erect soon and comply to fuck her as she wanted she'll kill us both. She started to fondle my aching dick again, but with not enough time, to no avail.
By this time Penny got her hands loose. Since Gina was in a compromising position with my dick in her mouth, she never seen it coming. My wife whacked her on the head with a candlestick, we temporarily stored under her chair. Gina went out cold. My wife untied her legs and untied me. We tied up Gina, when I noticed Penny's nipples enraged. This was what my dick needed to see! We went into our guest room and fucked our brains out, and this time I filled the RIGHT cavity.
As my dream continued, we found that our cat was more dazed than hurt. We called the police, and had Gina arrested. The lesson learned that a little excitement will do wonders in the bedroom.

Two years ago my wife Toni was a private dancer. I used to ride with her to all her appointments and patiently wait in the car. Of course just like all couples fantasies were discussed with some reservations, but enough to have fun with each other. For some reason on this particular evening she was dancing for a couple. No problem - she had done this before. I just wanted to hear her stories of how the evening went with the two. As soon as her appointment was over she told me to shut the engine off.
“Huh?” I thought. She then explained to me that the couple wanted to meet me. That was cool with me, so I went inside with her and found a very nice, good looking man and his wife. Todd and Sally were very easy to talk to, although one could sense some uneasy feelings in the air. My wife pulled me aside and asked me if I wanted to have some fun.
Hmmm… here was an opportunity to explore some of my own hidden fantasies. So everyone expressed their desires and questions about having sex with each other - Todd with me and Sally with Toni. No one knew where to start so I made the suggestion of playing a game of strip poker. The rules were that whoever won got to perform some type of act on whomever they wished.

Taxi Driver

I come out of the ladies and find everyone has gone.
"Oh my god!" I say aloud to myself. My coat and bag are gone too and I'm only wearing a skimpy dress, a strapless bra, thong and hold-ups. I shiver. It is still winter and some bastard has nicked my stuff. I panic. No phone! No money! I can't walk home from here alone. I must get a taxi. My head swims from the consumption of too much alcohol. I try to keep calm and tell myself the girls will be outside waiting.
I'm wrong. I step out of the club into the dark, damp night. Gangs of drunken lads are shouting to me. I ignore them and start walking in the opposite direction. I have only walked a few yards when a taxi pulls up to the curb. I look at the driver. He looks nice. He looks 'safe'. He smiles and shows a perfect row of teeth. He winds the passenger window down and says, "Get in. I'll take you home.”
I climb into the back, close my eyes and he pulls away from the kerb. I feel my senses slipping away as I doze on the back seat of the car. He drives quickly and as he corners my legs swing to the motion of the taxi. They finally fall open and my dress creeps up my thighs. My hands are unconsciously gripping the seat, my pretty painted glossy red nails digging in trying to hold myself upright. My dress pulls higher still. I wonder how much he can see. I shrug, past caring, and begin to doze again as the taxi stops weaving.
I am awakened by the sound of music. At first I think I am back in the nightclub, then I realise it’s from inside a car. Car? Oh shit! We have stopped. Where the hell am I?
I feel the cold air rush in as the door is opened. An icy draught blows up my legs and stirs my numb body into life. Goosebumps cover my skin and my bare bum is freezing with the cold night air.
I open my eyes see nothing but darkness. What’s happening? I blink but still I see nothing. My heart is beating fast. I’m so cold. I feel my nipples pressing against the seam in my bra. It scratches me and I realise they are hard? From fear or arousal? Or am I still dreaming in my drunken stupor?
I feel male hands on me I am rudely awakened from my thoughts. The driver’s big hands spread my thighs and my thong is pulled between the cheeks of my arse. It stretches tight over my fleshy folds imprisoning them beneath the gusset. I feel a dribble of pussy cream leak from my hole creating a perfect stencil of my lips, white cum in black panties, butterfly shaped. I giggle to myself at the thought.
My amusement and my dream world are shattered by one sharp, rasping sound. His zipper. His hips are positioned in front of my face as he kneels before me. He slips his fingers into my hair and, holding my head in hard hands, says quietly but firmly, "Suck me!"
I panic remembering I have no warm clothes, no money, no bag and no mobile. I don’t know where the fuck I am. All I know is it’s the early hours of a dark moonless night and I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere with a semi erect cock slowly rubbing against my cheeks. The skin feels soft with an underlying hardness. He slaps it against my mouth and it thickens. I hear the soft sound of flesh smacking against flesh and my pussy twitches involuntarily. Oh my god what is my body doing?
I feel his foreskin rolling on my bottom lip down and under his helmet as he slides it on my mouth. My lipstick makes it slip in easier and I briefly wonder if it has smudged all over my face? He pulls out and pushes the tip of his cock against the centre of my pursed lips. I open my mouth to let it in a little and I feel the engorged head pulsating. He pulls back again but not for long. The next thrust is harder - as if the first was just for positioning.
He holds my head firmly by my hair and slowly pushes in fully until the fat head of his cock lodges firmly against the back of my tongue. I feel the size of him, the length, the shape and every bulging blood-filled vein popping out along the long quivering line of his hot shaft. I can even feel the thin line of skin joining his foreskin to the big soft velvety head. I run my tongue along it and he sighs and pushes deeper!
I almost gag but his moan excites me. I decide to relax my throat and let him in fully. The taste of precum on my tongue encourages me to continue to suck harder. Together with his flowing clear fluids and my saliva we create a perfect wet channel for him to shaft. His hips buck faster and harder. I feel him banging hard against my mouth bruising my lips on my teeth.
I feel him swelling in my mouth and suddenly I can't breathe. A reflex action takes over and I breathe through my nose. Warm air blows down my nostrils onto his cock. His balls swing in my face and I can smell soap. This thick cock filling my mouth must be freshly washed. Thank god. No more time to think. Will I spit or swallow? Do I have a choice?
Noooooooo! He pulls my head down onto his cock. I'm sure he reaches my tonsils. Then he cums, thick, warm spurts. I don't get time to taste it as it splashes against the back of my mouth and swims down my throat. So much! I swallow once, twice and still my tongue is coated. I continue to swallow and lick his pulsing cock until he is spent.
He is motionless for a moment, then he leans forward, kisses the top of my head, zips himself up and returns to the driver seat leaving me to straighten my skirt and wipe the corner of my mouth. He checks me out in the mirror and starts the engine. He says nothing but I see the twinkle of a smile in his eyes.
We pull up outside my house and to my surprise he leans over the driver seat. I think he is about to ask me for money. Again I panic. But to my surprise he just opens my door from the inside to let me out. I step outside and he exits to follow me. I hear the click of the central locking from the taxi doors.
He walks up the garden path behind me and as we arrive at my front door he reaches out his hand. It is my handbag! I take it and automatically reach inside for my keys. Then it hits me. My stolen bag!
"How come you have my bag?" I ask him. I turn. He smiles at me. He drapes my coat over my shoulders. He takes my hand and pushes his business card and change into it.
"Your mates hired me and paid me up front. They were worried about you! Made me promise to get you home safe and sound! Your phone and your purse are in your bag.”
He smiles again. “Night love Oh! And thanks for the oral. If you ever need a taxi again call me, we can come to some arrangement."
Another cheeky grin, then he turns and walks away, leaving me speechless.

"How come you have my bag?" I ask him. I turn. He smiles at me. He drapes my coat over my shoulders. He takes my hand and pushes his business card and change into it.
"Your mates hired me and paid me up front. They were worried about you! Made me promise to get you home safe and sound! Your phone and your purse are in your bag.”
He smiles again. “Night love Oh! And thanks for the oral. If you ever need a taxi again call me, we can come to some arrangement."