Stories III

Audrey's Toy

Dorothy peered at the object on the coffee table. About nine inches long, thick,
flexible rubber. There was a suction cup on the bottom of it, holding it erect.
Dorothy walked closer, noticing that it seemed to be shining in the light, a little damp.
Her eyes opened wide when she realized that it was a dildo, and that the wetness was
definitely from her roommate Audrey's pussy.

Just at that moment, Audrey walked into the room, completely naked, her face flushed.
"I didn't know you were home," she said. "I was just..." her voice trailed off.

"I don't mind," Dorothy said. "I've just never seen anything like this before.
I mean, with the suction cup and everything. Do you mind if I try it?"

"All yours," Audrey said. She sat on the couch, idly touching her wet pussy as Dorothy 
pulled off her dress and kicked her panties aside. She leaned back onto the table, 
spreading her cunt wide and taking the rubber cock inside her until her ass 
was nearly resting against the glass surface. "Feel good?" Audrey smiled knowingly. 

"Oh yeah," Dorothy whispered. Her thighs flexed as she began to ride the big dildo. 
Audrey leaned forward, watching her roommate's breasts sway as she fucked herself 
with the rubber dick, her cunt lips spreading wide open to take it inside. 

"You look so hot," Audrey said. She leaned back on the couch, spreading her legs wide, 
exposing her juicy pussy and rubbing her clit. Dorothy kept screwing herself with the toy, 
but as she did, she leaned forward, the flexible rubber bending with her, 
and as Audrey closed her eyes, she felt Dorothy's hot, warm breath against her fingers, 
and then Dorothy's tongue nudged its way gently into Audrey's pussy. "Yes," Audrey moaned, 
moving her hand from her pussy to Dorothy's soft hair, stroking it softly. 

The room filled with the sounds of squelching cunts and moans as Dorothy rode Audrey's thick 
rubber toy and smacked her lips on her roommate's cunt. Audrey, who had come recently, 
found herself easily coming again as Dorothy slid a finger inside her pussy and sucked 
on her stiff clit. She gasped and shuddered, gyrating against the couch cushions, 
her juices making a wet spot on the fabric. 

When Audrey could come no more, she leaned forward, kneeling in front of Dorothy, 
and fingered her friend's clit as she rode the dildo. Dorothy's eyes were closed, 
she seemed lost in total ecstasy as she continued stroking her way up and down the length of 
the rod. When Audrey's fingers touched her clit, she trembled, 
and as Audrey continued teasing the hot nub of flesh, she shuddered and came, 
clenching her eyes shut and moaning out loud. 

Dorothy trembled for what seemed like a long, long time, and then finally let out 
a deep breath and relaxed, pulling herself off the dildo. 
She lay on the couch next to Audrey, and then they both looked at each other and laughed. 

"Thanks for letting me play with your toy," Dorothy said. 

"Anytime," Audrey said, leaning over and kissing her roommate, tasting her juices on 
the other woman's soft lips. 

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A Walk in the Woods 

"Catch me if you can," Celeste called, laughing as she broke into a run. 
Aaron grinned and trotted after her, his cock hard under his jeans. The woods were empty, 
the sunlight filtering through the trees and birds chirping overhead. 
He knew exactly what she had in mind - Celeste loved to fuck outside. 

He caught up to her easily and tackled her to the ground, kissing her passionately, 
shoving his hand up under her shirt and pinching her naked breasts, 
rubbing her nipples roughly against his palm. He jerked her zipper down and 
thrust his hands under her panties. She was dripping, as he had known she would be. 
Nothing made her hotter than fucking on a bed of leaves. Celeste returned the mauling, 
groping his ass with her hands, pressing his hips down so his dick throbbed against her thigh. 

Celeste pulled down Aaron's pants, and pushed him back onto his knees, 
sucking his hot cock into her mouth. 
He groaned and watched her curly blonde hair bounce back and forth 
as she deep-throated his dick, pushing her lips all the way down to the base 
of his throbbing prick. She pulled back suddenly and jumped to her feet, 
laughing and running giggling down the path by the stream. 

"Shit," Aaron said, still grinning. He stood up, nearly stumbling over his pants, 
which were around his ankles, and then pulled them up to his hips. He ran after Celeste, 
his stiff erection bobbing up and down, slapping against his stomach, balls bouncing 
as he caught up to her. 

"Get back here," he laughed. Celeste stopped, turning towards him and pulling her shirt 
over her head, exposing the creamy globes of her tits that he loved so much. 
She stroked her hands over her tits, pulling at her hard rose-pink nipples 
as she smiled coyly at him. Aaron's dick throbbed, and he reached out to her. 
Celeste dropped to her knees again, and sucked his prick some more as he fondled her tits. 

"I've gotta fuck you," he groaned. Celeste kicked off her hiking boots and then pulled 
off her jeans and panties. Aaron could see the wet spot where her cunt had been leaking 
over her clothes. Celeste leaned up against a tree, pressing her hands against 
the smooth bark, and then beckoned to Aaron. 

Aaron pressed his body against her, kissing her roughly as she pushed his pants down, 
stroking his throbbing cock and tight balls. "Oh yeah," 
he groaned as she opened the slit at the head of his cock and inserted her fingernail, 
pulling at his balls at the same time. Celeste lifted her legs up around his waist, 
her back pressing against the tree trunk, his flannel shirt rubbing her sensitive tits. 
He dropped his hands to her ass and held her there as his cock probed around, 
looking for her wet slit. Celeste wiggled and then his prick slid easily inside her. 

Pinning her hands up above her head, the bark scratching lightly against her skin, 
Aaron plunged his dick in and out of her cunt. Celeste was squealing and screaming 
in pleasure as he screwed her, the juices from her dripping snatch trickling down over 
his balls. His short hairs bristled against her clit, and she shrieked happily as she came, 
her eyes wild, her cunt gripping his cock like a hot fist as she shuddered. 
Aaron had to press her back against the tree to keep from falling over. 

"Oh fuck me, fuck me harder," Celeste begged. Aaron let her hands drop and cupped her 
ass-cheeks in his hands, drilling into her furiously. His balls bounced up and down, 
smacking her ass as he pounded into her. 

"Harder, harder!" Celeste shouted, her voice echoing through the woods. 
Aaron felt his legs getting weak, his arms were exhausted from holding Celeste up, 
but he kept fucking her furiously, grunting and listening to the sucking sounds 
as her cunt squelched wetly over his stiff prick. She came again, 
moaning as she scraped her fingernails over his arms. 

Aaron grunted and thrust up one more time, howling into the empty woods 
as he spilled his creamy seed inside her. Panting for breath, he laughed and kissed her. 

Celeste was shuddering in pleasure and laughing uncontrollably. 
Aaron kissed her again and then let her slide to the ground. His cum ran down her thighs. 
Celeste slipped into her clothes. 

"And I thought we were just going for a nice walk in the woods," Aaron said. 

"It's never just a walk in the woods with me," Celeste smiled. 
"Race you home." Aaron laughed and chased after her as she ran towards the house. 

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Booted 

Dawn and Mitch had heard about a town about an hour away which was renowned 
for its adult boutiques. One Saturday afternoon, 
they took a drive up and wandered through the shops, 
looking at lingerie and various sex toys, 
laughing and teasing each other with what they would do with all the instruments of pleasure. 

"Wow," Mitch said, stopping in one of the stores and looking at a pair of boots. 
They were shiny and black, thigh-high, 
with narrow spike heels that looked to be about five inches long. 
Mitch walked over to them and fingered them, 
his warm hands leaving smears on the slick surface. 

"You like these?" Dawn asked, walking up behind Mitch and sliding her arms around his waist. 
She slipped her hands down over his zipper, feeling his erection. "Ooh," she laughed. 
"I guess you do." She pressed her palm against his hard cock, rubbing slightly, 
listening to him moan. 
Mitch gripped one of the boot's heels in his hand and squeezed as she stroked his cock.
"We'll buy them," she whispered. 

They could hardly wait to get home, and then Dawn went into the bedroom, 
emerging after a few minutes wearing a black bra that showed off her cleavage, 
a pair of tight black panties, and the boots. Mitch moaned as soon as he saw her.
"You look so sexy," he said, walking over to her and caressing her breasts and ass. 

"I think you need to fully appreciate them," Dawn said. 
She led Mitch to the couch and he sat down. She stood in front of him, 
resting her foot in his lap, the heel pressing against his straining prick. Leaning forward, 
she ran her hands from the tops of the boots down, 
letting her fingers trail along the sides of his cock. 
Mitch was practically drooling with desire. 

Dawn slipped off her bra and panties, 
leaning so Mitch could see her pussy as she slid her panties over the boots 
and kicked them off. She turned back around and put her other foot in his lap, 
leaning forward so her breasts fell against her thighs. 
Mitch had pulled his cock out of his pants and was stroking it as he watched her tease him. 
With her legs spread wide and her foot resting on his thighs, 
he could see her cunt pouting at him, gleaming with her wetness. 
Her clit peeked out from between the fleshy folds of her twat, 
and he reached out and ran his thumb over it, still pumping his dick. 

After she had teased him for a few more minutes, 
Dawn could see the pre-cum glistening on Mitch's cockhead. She turned around and bent over, 
clutching the coffee table, 
her hair falling into her eyes as she looked at him through her knees. 
"Are you going to fuck me, or just sit there with your dick in your hand?" she asked. 

Mitch stood instantly and held Dawn's hips, sliding his stiff prick into her wet cleft easily. 
He groaned and moved his hands down to her thighs. From this vantage point, 
he could see all the things that aroused him most - the bud of her anus, 
the sight of his cock sliding in and out between her pulsing pussy lips, 
and those sexy black boots. He rubbed his hands along the tops of the boots as they screwed, 
his cock pressing as deep as possible with each thrust, Dawn grinding back against him. 

He could feel his balls bouncing against her clit, 
and then he felt Dawn's fingers moving to her clit to rub it as they screwed. 
He picked up the pace, staring at her strong thigh muscles, 
her creamy skin against the shiny black of the boots. 

Dawn was making the little moaning noises that Mitch knew meant she was about to come. 
He felt her cunt squeezing his shaft and closed his eyes, giving a few more hard thrusts, 
and then pulled out, 
letting his cum pour out onto the sexy black boots 
as Dawn held her hand against her pulsing cunt, moaning. Mitch moved his cock around, 
spraying Dawn's ass with his thick semen. 

When his cock was dry and going limp, 
Mitch leaned back on the couch and watch the white spunk run in rivers down Dawn's thighs, 
trickling all the way down to the high heels. "That was the best purchase we ever made," 
he said. "We'll have to go back soon and see what else they have." 

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Barry's Story

"So tell me about it," I said, 
fingering the edge of my coffee cup and looking across the table at Barry. 
We had met on-line, and I was interviewing him about his experience with female Dommes. 
He was about five ten, with short, dark hair. Good-looking. 
I wasn't sure I understood why he felt the need to play the submissive role. 

"Well, my first few times I didn't know what I was doing. 
But then after a while I started having favorite things to do, so I'd ask for certain things." 

"Like what?" I tossed my long blonde hair over my shoulder, watching him watch me, 
and licked my lips. 

"Well, I liked foot worship. Like, 
I'd kneel at the woman's feet if she was sitting in a chair, and rub her feet, 
massaging them. I'd kiss the arch of her foot, suck on her toes. 
I liked looking up at her from the floor while I rubbed her feet." 

"And what else?" 

"I liked being told what to do. To undress myself, to undress her. 
To kneel and kiss her feet, her breasts, her hands. Sometimes I'd kneel for hours, 
totally rock-hard, just kissing and pleasuring her." 

"Would you come?" 

"Eventually, yes. But it's all about delay. Tasting her cunt, 
licking her to orgasm while I wait, my cock throbbing. I don't mind, I love eating pussy, 
and I love being made to wait. When I finally do come, 
it's that much more intense if I've held back for a while." 

"Isn't it frustrating?" My pussy was decidedly wet, and I wiggled in my chair. 

"Of course it is. But that's the pleasure in it. To go to the edge again and again, 
but never fall over. Once I was with a woman who wouldn't let me come for an entire day. 
We started out the morning. I bathed her, washed her hair and dried it, cleaned her off, 
dusted her body with talcum powder. I ate her out until she had come like three times. 
I thought maybe she would let me come then, but she didn't. I dressed her, 
made her breakfast. She made me walk around naked all day. 
My cock was so hard it was pressing up against my stomach all day, I never lost my erection. 
She read the paper while I rubbed her feet. 

"We spent the whole day together. I ate her out about once an hour, used her vibrator on her.
She had so many orgasms I couldn't even count. 
Every once in a while she'd reach out and touch my cock. She had incredibly soft hands, 
skin like satin. My cock was so hot and so hard I thought I would explode, 
but she'd just stroke my shaft a few times, 
then grip the base tightly in her hands so I wouldn't come. 

"By dinnertime, my balls were aching, but I'd never been more turned on. 
I cooked for her, and stood beside her, watching as she ate. 
My cock was bobbing up and down right by her face as I watched her lips moving over her fork. 
I wanted her to suck me so badly. When she was finished, 
she took a sip of wine and then leaned forward and opened her mouth. 
The wine poured over my cock, warm from her mouth. And just like that, I came. 
Just from the wine touching my skin. 
She licked the wine and the cum off my cock and I was hard again." 

"Do you ever just make love?" I asked, leaning forward, 
letting my cleavage peek out of my sweater. 
Listening to Barry's story had made me incredibly aroused, 
and I found myself wanting to do these kinds of things to him. I crossed my legs, 
making my skirt move up my thigh, hoping to entice him. 

"Well sure," he said. "Later that night, for instance, 
we watched a movie together on the couch and we made love for a long long time. 
Me on top, even." He smiled and I felt my nipples harden. "And it was amazing. 
I stayed hard for a long time, and she came even more, 
though I didn't think she had it in her." 

"But what do you prefer?" 

"To be dominated by a beautiful woman," Barry said. 

"How do you know a woman would be a good mistress?" I asked. 

Barry shrugged. "Well, take you for instance. You're tall," he said, looking at my long legs. 
He took my hands in his, fingering the long red nails. "Sexy." He looked into my eyes. 
"Confident." He leaned forward and kissed my palm. "What do you think?" 

I licked my lips and smiled at him. "Your place or mine?" 

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Back Door Betty

I was nervous about it, so I got some books and read about it. 
I'd wanted to have anal sex for a long time, but I didn't know how to do it. 
Every time I masturbated, every time I had sex, I pretended that I had a cock in my anus, 
a pair of hands on my ass, a big cockhead moving in and out of my spreading asshole. 
It was like an addiction, I wanted it so badly. 

The books taught me how to relax, how to masturbate with a finger up my ass while I rubbed my clit. That made me come so hard, just the slightest wiggling of my finger inside my ass. I experimented until I could get my vibrator in there all the way, turning it on to the highest speed, coming over and over and over again until my cunt was exhausted. I was ready for the real thing. 

"Betty?" my husband called from the kitchen where he was unpacking the groceries. 
"What's this?" I walked in and saw him holding the tube of lubricant I had bought. 

"Just a little something for us," I smiled. I kissed him rubbing up against his cock, 
which was already stiff inside his pants. 

"Oh really," he smiled. He put the milk into the refrigerator and kissed me back, 
grinding against me. "You think you want to try a little back door action?" 

I smiled and led him into the bedroom. I took off all my clothes, 
stripping for him slow and sexy. When I was naked, I stripped him, 
kissing my way down his body. I knelt and sucked his cock, slow and hard, 
the way I knew he liked it. I looked up at him, gazing into his eyes while I did it. 
His dick felt big and stiff inside my mouth, throbbing against my tongue. 

"Eat my pussy first," I said, lying back on the bed. 
I wanted to be good and relaxed for my first time. My husband lay between my thighs, 
lapping at my cunt hungrily, sucking up my juices. "Now put your finger in my ass,"
I gasped, nearing orgasm. He slid his finger into my ass, and looked up at me, 
surprised that it went in so easily. 

"You've been practicing," he smiled. I nodded, and he went back to sucking on my hard clit, 
fingering my pussy and ass together. I came hard, 
juices pouring down his face as my ass gripped his finger tightly. 

Pulling away from his mouth, I rolled over and knelt on the bed, 
allowing my ass to spread wide in front of him. He licked his lips as I handed him the tube. 
With warm hands, he penetrated my ass again, 
spreading the lube all around and inside my tight ass. 
I was trembling with anticipation, so excited that all my fantasies were about to come true. 
I heard the sound of his fingers bumping against his balls 
as he greased up his hard-on and then I felt the slight pressure of his cockhead 
against my anus. 

"Ready?" he asked, resting his hands lightly on my ass. 

"Give it to me," I moaned in pleasure, wiggling my bottom. "Fuck my ass." 

My husband groaned in pleasure and held on to my ass as he pressed his dick inside me. 
The sensation of that hard, hot, pulsing cock was even better than the feeling of my vibrator, 
and I started coming as soon as he was inside me. When he was buried to the balls, 
he held still, allowing my orgasm to subside, 
rubbing my clit lightly to keep me loose and wet. 

"How does it feel?" I asked him. 

"Fucking incredible," he groaned, and began to fuck my ass with long, slow strokes. 
I tried to stay still, but I was so turned on and excited that I couldn't, 
I was bucking all over the bed, coming harder and harder with every thrust 
of my husband's hard dick. 

With a final gasp, my husband leaned forward, pressing his prick deep inside my anus, 
pouring warm sperm into me. I could feel my ass pulsing and his cock throbbing in return,
and I cried out in ecstasy as I came one more time, my tits bouncing, 
my cunt throbbing and happy. 

He eased his prick out of my ass slowly and then bent down, 
licking his tongue in a slow swirl around my anus, sucking his cum out of my hole. 
I couldn't believe he was doing it, but his tongue felt so warm inside my sensitive ass 
that I never wanted him to stop. 

"How long have you been planning this?" he asked, lying beside me on the bed and kissing me. 
I could taste his cum and my pussy and ass on his lips. 

"A long time," I said. 

"You are something else, Betty," he said, and kissed me again. 

*This stories are a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual places, events, or persons, 
living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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