" FIRST TIME " THE STORIES. EROTIC STORY CONTEST 4.

                                               

Keeping his surprise to her ready obedience to himself, Paladin gazes at Pet65’s untrimmed pussy, brown curls  hiding her feminine center. She is au natural. Peeling his eyes away,  he makes eye contact with Pet 65  who seems to be waiting for his approval. “You  like Sir ? She says in a quiet voice.
Paladin motions for her to come closer, “You don’t trim or shave? He takes a closer look.
“My former Master liked me  hairy, this way….but  I am here for you now, whatever you desire Paladin, Sir”
His heart skips a beat as she addresses him by his Tudor name and the reality of the situation becomes evident & begins to sink in.

At arm’s length Paladin runs a finger around her belly piecing before moving down and caressing her soft  pubic curls, tugging them slightly. Pet65 lets out a small sigh as his fingers find her labia.
Paladin applies a little pressure and the lips open for his probing fingers, a hint of wetness greets his touch.
Paladin feels his nervousness fade away as he  realizes this is no sham, Mike was right, he is Master of this domain and this lovely young woman is here for him, his wants and desires, all his for the taking.

“Are  you taking contraceptives?” He asks
“ Yes Sir, I have an implant”  She replies.   
He nods his approval and continues.  “Draw a bath , I want you to shave for me.”
“Yes Paladin, Sir” she responds.

Paladin watches as she moves away and moves to the bathroom.
Hearing the water running,  he allows himself  a grin as he unbuttons his shirt and finishes his drink in one big swallow.
He stands and gets a glimpse of himself in the dresser mirror. With a wicked smile,  he says to himself “Bye Bye Steve,  and Hello Paladin.”

Pet65  draws the bath water and makes it mid-calf deep, and fills two silver basins with warm water. She takes soap, a comb, scissors,  a razor and  places them with the bowls and towels on the large bath seat  molded into the bath itself.  She hopes this Master is kind. She was a little shy just dropping her gown in that way and the intensity of his gaze on her, made her tremble a little.

She hears him come into the bathroom and he places a chair so he can view her. He sits and watches.
She gulps and the trembles come back.  She can see he is topless and bare footed in the mirror. He is just wearing his trousers and belt.

She turns to face him, blushing a little.
“ I am going to watch you shave.   Begin “ Paladin states.

She lies in the water and soaps her body , touching herself all over, slow & deliberate, under his gaze. The smell of a lavender fragrance fills the air. She rinses off. She dips her hair in the water, so it is wet and brushes it off her face with her hands above her head, breasts pushed out in the movement. Then she lowers them , stands and allows Paladin to inspect her wet body.

Paladin boldly looks at the beauty before him, enjoying her wet glistening body as she rises up and the  cascading &  rivulets of water on her naked body, finding their own way  down her body and back into the bath water at her feet.

Pet 65 reaches for a comb and combs her pubic hair, pulling the long hair  away from her body and trimming it short with scissors. The cut hair placed carefully on strong paper tissue to dispose of.
She lifts her leg to rest on the rim of the bath and reaches under her undercarriage, tugging her pubic hair and trimming as best as she can in preparation for shaving.

Paladin’s roving eyes watch fascinated, her beautiful spine, bending and twisting, the flair of her hips, her full bottom, her hanging breasts. He moves his chair and leans forward to view her pussy better as she stretches and pulls her hair, slowly revealing those beautiful pink intimate lips between her legs as her pubic curls are shortened. Sometimes to his delight, she even pulls her labia open a little so his view is very intimate of her.  He groans as he thinks of his fingers and tongue examining her there.

She reaches for the soap and rubs it on her pussy & undercarriage & in the valley between her buttocks, foaming up the now trimmed area. She  feels ripples of pleasure as the remaining pubic hair greedily accepts the soaping. The feeling is very pleasant and she finds herself getting aroused, especially with the knowledge of  Paladin watching so intensely. 

She soaps a little longer than is necessary, enjoying the stimulation of her rhythmic wet strokes. Then she takes the razor and bends. She pulls her bottom apart and runs the razor in the valley by her special star, removing all the unwanted hair carefully, and slowly.  She uses the two bowls to refresh. One to remove the discarded hair. One to refresh the razor. She turns her bottom to Paladin and he watches fascinated as he glimpses sight of her valley and that delectable little rosette.

He hardens at the tantalizing sightings.  He imagines circling his thumb there and thumb fucking her as she sits on his cock.  Naughty and wicked thoughts building at each sensual cheek parting.

She then raises  each leg,  again to shave her undercarriage, cupping her pussy as she pulls the skin tight for the sharp razor.  Paladin’s view is improved of her perineum and the razor slowly exposing the freshly smooth skin beneath the  now removed hair.

He is mesmerized by the erotic intimacy of the situation and his hardness grows at the anticipation of the front being completed. She rinses the freshly shaved areas and then reaches for the soap and stands before him and soaps her shortened thatch. 

“ Paladin Sir,  would you like me to have a landing strip or be completely smooth?” She asks softly. Paladin hears her breathless and seductive undertones and immediately knows she is not as unaffected by the situation herself.

“ A small landing strip”  he pauses. “ Give me the razor”   Her hand trembles as she hands it to him. Paladin knows she is nervous in case he cuts her. “ Pass me the soap”  He moves his chair closer and wets the soap and takes pleasure slowly rubbing the soap on her muff. He can feel her tremble as he runs the soap in her short pubes, teasing her hood and clitoris…  accidentally ..on purpose. He places the soap in the holder and then using his hand wanks her gently as he foams her up.  He can hear her breath quickening and can see her breasts rising up and down with hardened nipples above his head.  He pushes two fingers inside her, indulging himself before taking on the intimate shaving task.

She is beautifully slick and ready for more. He pushes deep inside her, placing his hand on her buttocks pulling her into him and his fingers , fucking her slowly.  She is delightfully tight and very enticing. He can smell her arousal.

He pulls his fingers out and smiles as he hears a bereft little moan from her mouth.  He picks up the razor.

“ Hold yourself taut so I don’t cut you”  He instructs. Pet 65 obeys and he runs the razor over her thatch, taking off the unwanted hair. Soon the landing strip is to the height and width of his liking. He gives the razor back. “ Finish off, while I watch”

Paladin sits back in the chair inspecting his work and the pink pussy lips now revealed. He likes that very much. And his cock is pulsating & throbbing with approval too

Pet65  works quickly disposing of the unwanted hair left.  Soon the area is being rinsed and cleaned of soap.  She then stands and displays her freshly shaved and revealed pussy for Paladin’s pleasure and approval.

She takes some moisturizer and as she massages it into the shaved area, Paladins desire grows, the pink lips, the glimpses of the pink inner flesh,  this woman almost wanking in front of him, the glimpses of her rosette.   

Paladin wants her, and wants her now. His impatience grows as the virile male animal in him rises up & wants satisfying.

He stands and pulls her to him, turns her round to face the mirror. He sees the desire in his eyes in the reflection, His hands fondle her breasts and pussy.  She is so wet! There’s no going back. He will have her. He walks her to the wall and tugs her hips out with purpose, causing her to bend a little and use the wall as support.  He whips his erect cock out and thrusts into her, taking her deep in one quick, deep vaginal thrust. She takes his cock easily, this new, fresh pussy,  hot, wet and tight on his throbbing staff. His excitement at taking a new woman causes him to throb.  She is as wanton & turned on as him after that highly erotic, shaving performance.

His fingers dig into her waist and then  he moves and bends over her to take a breast in each hand. He fondles roughly, liking the soft orbs in his hand and her hard nipples scrapping his palms, the feel of her slender back on his chest. He squeezes her tits a little harder and then he fucks his Pet65. His personal little sex toy.  The thought excites him as he thrusts hard, fast and with a very, very greedy lust.

In this moment, his needs are paramount. He cares little of any discomfort he may cause her. Paladin is turbo charged into fuck mode. The weeks leading up to this moment had been filled with paperwork,  dirty photographs, erotic thoughts … he had been thinking of fucking and now the moment was here.  This was his reward and by God he was going to take it.

Hard thrusts into her body, burying his needy cock into her body, right up to his balls, slapping into her.  He enjoys the excitement of taking a new conquest, a different woman, a compliant woman who was here to service him. He didn’t have to whisper the usual words of endearment.

This was about lust and mutual sexual pleasure.  He enjoys the tightness of her channel sliding along his generous length, stimulating his sexual peak. He fucks like a piston , feeling her wetness and heat on his cock. She groans at the strength of his rod claiming her and  she pushes back for deeper possession which drives him on. He smacks her bottom medium hard, seeing his red finger marks on her skin, liking how her cheeks wobble as he rocks in and out of  her. How her breasts hang & sway in his hands. Then he grinds her breasts again and rubs at her pussy.

He feels his balls tighten, the  tell tale sign of his climax approaching and fucks harder and faster, until the peak is reached and he explodes deep inside her, growling deep from his gut as the release takes him. He feels his sperm shooting up and blasting her channel.

He leans on Pet65 a moment catching his breath.  He needed that release. He felt good and a glowing calm washes over him.

He reaches down and finds her clitoris. And with his cock still embedded inside her and his head resting between her shoulder blades, he massages her swollen bud. She circles her hips in response and soon she is breathing hard  & crying out her pleasure. He explores her folds and furrows, feeling his buried wet cock inside her,  before returning to stimulate her nub. He rubs with a little more pressure, feeling her fresh wet excitement and then the mini squeals that escape her lips as she  ripples the effect of her climax on the length of his cock. The sweet whimpers as he presses on her sensitive clitoris milking her more.

He smiles in satisfaction at his successful first fuck & the trembling female underneath him.
He rubs her cum in his tattoo, a tradition he decides to maintain for every new woman he fucks to orgasm.

He unattaches from her and turns her round.  He pushes on her shoulders indicating for her to kneel before him and lifts her chin with one finger.  “ Open your mouth, tongue out”  Pet65 does as he commands.  Paladin places his cock on her tongue.  “Lick me clean”

She licks him up, tasting their union. She removes all remnants of their mingled juices from his cock, balls and trimmed pubic hair. “ Now put me away”  She folds her hand around his cock and pushes him back inside his trousers and zips him  up.

He takes her hand leading her to the heavy table in the main room.  He instructs her get on there on all fours.  He positions her how he likes,  head resting on her hands and elbows, bottom in the air. “ Stay”  he instructs and fetches a cold beer out the fridge to drink. He then proceeds to photograph her intimately to remember this occasion and the leaking evidence of their union, seeping down her legs.  She spreads her cheeks for him. He scoops some of the juices and lubricates her anus with his thumb, circling and pushing in as he sips his drink and gages her reaction.

“ Tomorrow, I will take you there” He states to her, thumb fucking her gently “ Have you any objection?”

“ No Sir “  She replies

Paladin  is pleased with that answer, “  Good, you have pleased me tonight” He leans down and kisses her pussy, tasting the produce of their joining,  Then he stands and licks his lips before having another swig of beer. 

“ Go clean up for bed”   She goes into the bathroom and he hears her washing and then tidying the bathroom.
She returns a short time later and begins preparing a bed on the floor, at the foot of his bed.

“ What are you doing?” Paladin asks

“ Preparing my bed Sir”

“ No, you will warm my bed for your stay here, I may wish to eat you or fuck you in the night or when I awaken.”

“ Yes Sir”

She returns the bed clothes to the cupboard and climbs into his bed.

As he slips naked into bed besides her, he wonders what the rest of the week may bring and felt very pleased, very pleased indeed,  he had been invited to join  The Order Of The Tudor Rose.

                                              

The plate cracked in her hand. The hot water and Brillo washing her blood away in a wave of pink foam. As she sucked her finger and hurled the last of the once perfect plate set at the trash bin she cursed him with every word she knew.  She wished she knew more words but she was a lady and ladies don’t say things like that. At least not in their own kitchens. Even if the disgusting bastard was a…disgusting bastard!
She leaned back against her sink and looked around the kitchen, tears in her eyes. Clean. Well-ordered. Perfect. Just like the rest of the house. The house she had kept for him. Shit, slaved on for him. To give him a place to live, work, sleep, watch fucking football with his fucking friends. A place that wasn’t the horrid rat’s nest he kept before they were married. The bastard was drinking out of peanut butter jars before he met me, she thought in loud screams. Anger and tears mixed on her face. She tossed the towel across the sink and collapsed on a chair, her face buried in her hands, elbows bare on the bright yellow kitchenette.

The whole place was bright and cheerful. She had made it that way. Ever since they bought the place with pennies they had scrounged and borrowed. Every day for the last 12 years. Every damned day of scrubbing and cleaning and cooking for him and the kids and his stupid friends. She looked through bleary eyes at her hands, once soft and beautiful, now tough from 12 years of bleach and hard work, treating him like a god-dammed king while she worked 24/7 with no let up, double time on holidays and super-bowl parties. Fucking bastard!

She looked at the box on the table. At the disgusting piece of garbage inside. She smashed it away into a corner in a wail of sobs. 12 years. She had to leave. Right now. She did not want to look at him, see him, be anywhere near to him. He would console her with soft words, convince her with his touch and with his kisses. She would forgive him. She would be lost. Undone. Less than a woman. A miserable wretch that allowed her husband to fuck behind her back and did nothing. She would be a shadow of herself. The box and that terrible thing within lay in the corner now, silently mocking her. The grey & beige lace showing through like a razor cutting across her heart.

Somehow she made it to the stairs. Her feet feeling incredibly heavy as she leaned against the wall and sobbed quietly. She was old. Old and graying and fucking old. Of course he was fucking around. Her sister’s husband had. They all did. Was he with her now? His hands touching, grabbing, pulling her body onto his, shoving his perfect cock into her, making her cum for him. She remembered the last time they made love. The feel of his hard body between her legs, his strong arms pressing her down, feeling his muscles tense under her fingers. Oh God, he made her wet even now. Even now. He said such things. Wanted so much. Things she could not dream of doing…even for him. With her mouth, her ass. That was it. He found someone that would give him all he wanted. Some dirty tramp who had taken her place. Someone young and tight. It was her own fault. She had gotten old. She sat on the top of the steps unable to breathe, unable to move. Wanting to disappear. Just disappear.

His den. The door was closed. His place. His books and his music and his games and all the stupid things she had gracefully kept from cluttering the rest of the house. All the garbage he refused to toss out when they moved in. Old footballs and pictures, toys, and cigars. He had forbidden her to go in there. He wanted it filthy. 12 years she had respected that but curiosity finally got the best of her. When she had gone in she had nearly choked from the fumes.12 years of garbage and dust. Old cigars, yellowed papers, and to her disgust half of a chicken hero. Left there. Just left there.

And she had found that box.

She was standing in that room now. It was still filthy. The garbage pail was still on the chair where she had left it. The chicken hero still festering there. She scanned the room fearfully, terrified to come across a picture or memento that would be ‘hers’. Needing to look anyway. On the desk, next to his cigars, his PC was alive and bright.
Another stupid game. She twisted her head as she approached her eyes growing large. The woman on the screen was a cartoon. A naked cartoon. What is God’s name was he doing?

My husband is a pervert. She gasped it out. What is God’s name was he doing? She sat on the chair in a daze. The bin falling to the floor next to her. The woman on the screen was bare breasted, a cartoon with grey eyes and an insipid smile. A fucking pervert.

“Lucky, you there?”

The words popped up on the screen. Eve6969? Who the hell was that and who the hell was Lucky? She stared at the screen long moments. Oh God, he was….what? Fucking online? What?

“I am here.”……. Luckyboy45 : “I am here”.

Oh God why the hell did she type that? What was she doing?

Eve6969 : “Well, come on. Tell!”

Words. More words. This was her. The tramp! The fucking tramp! Oh my fucking God!

Luckyboy45 : “Tell what?” .

Eve6969 : “Duh! Did she like it, silly? You did give it to her right?”

Luckyboy45 : “What?”

Eve6969: “The dress. I thought you said you were giving it to her last night?”

Luckyboy45 : “Dress?” God she was having a conversation with this person?

Eve6969 : “The little beige & grey  one we picked out? Oh, don’t tell me you chickened out? You did didn’t you? I knew it! BWAWK!”

Luckyboy45 : “You mean the mosaic lace dress? But it was slutty.” Wait.

Eve6969 : “Sigh. Its not slutty! Its sexy. Big difference. She will love it, trust me. You said she turns you on more than ever now. It’s a good way to prove it. After marriage a woman needs that once in a while you know. (smiley face?)”

The mirror was less than flattering. The dress was barely her size, stretched across her thighs ready to rip. Sheer beige & grey lace showing just about everything. Cut up to her ass. She looked like a cow. A silly cow pressed into a tube of laced nylon. She read the card again disbelieving what she saw in the mirror. She was neither hot nor sexy and the idiot knew it. But still. Okay. Maybe not THAT bad. Maybe with the right stockings and…Oh Lord what was she thinking?

The dress  actually fitted her like a tight  glove,  accentuating her wonderful curves, The lacy beige & grey mosaic design , beautiful against her clear skin.  It is short, just covering the tops of her stockings. The straps strengthened at the back by the same patterned material in horizontal joins to keep the low cut at the front in place,  preventing any potential blushes of too much exposed flesh and nipples.
She had not heard the door. Or his feet on the stairs. He had appeared as if by magic at the bedroom door. Frozen in surprise. His body rock still as he stared at her nearly naked body, her pussy and ass and nipples all but exposed to his eyes. Those eyes. She had seen those eyes before. Dark and hungry like the first time Like every time. She could see the bulge in his pants. Knew the feel of that thing inside her. His hands in her hair as it filled her and made her weak. She did not know what she was doing but she felt a need between her thighs. She needed him. Hard and pounding. insisting. She wanted to scream for him. She could feel her pussy getting wet just from his eyes. He was magic. A wizard. He knew it. His eyes were making her want it. Making her skin burn for him. Slowly she reached up and pulled the lace down, exposing already hard nipples. Nipples that had known only his touch, his mouth.

She was against the wall. Her rubber legs tight around his waist. His hard cock slamming her into the wall again and again as she lost control, screaming, yelling, telling this man to fuck her hard, to split her open, to fuck his slut with his hard cock. And God knows he was doing it. He told her to bite his shoulders and she did, to fuck him hard and she did, to cum for him and she did and did and did. The room shook and the pictures fell and the furniture rattled and he fucked her and she screamed for more. Words she had never used. Urging him on like and animal in heat as he roared into her ear…as his cum roared into her quivering pussy.

She was on her knees, his cock hard in her mouth, sucking out more and more of the precious drops. Feeling them on her tongue, Disgusting. Vile thing. Something only a slut would do. But she was taking him in all the way, hearing him moan her name over and over as he gripped her hair tight. Saying the word she had always loved to hear him say, now and forever.

“Mine.”

She logged on for the first time nervous but smiling. Playfully pushing him away as he refused to stop nibbling her neck. Several boxes lay on the bed, half opened. A new closet half filled already with new clothes. A closet with a good solid lock thank you very much. Her legs still quivered thinking about those last few minutes pressed up against that closet, her breasts pressed almost painfully flat as he got her wetter and hotter than ever before. The grey & beige lace dress still lay crumpled in the corner where he had tossed it.

Giggling still and biting her bottom lip she started typing…..

LuckyGirl43: “Hello Eva. Yes, she loved the dress… A lot!”

Eve6969 : “This who I think it is? ”

LuckyGirl43: “Yes, Eva. Could not resist thanking you in person. Its my first time on so be gentle with me”

She reached out and took him in her hand, hard and thick. He was already moaning softly as his fist tightened in her hair.

LuckyGirl43:”Typing with one hand here.  ”

                                           

Laying asleep in my nice warm bed just a the point of waking up just as the sun was beating throw the open window warming my bedroom. Feeling the heat of the sun and the heat of my boyfriends body spooning up behind me his arm wrapped over me. Snuggling back into him trying to get the lasts bets of sleep.

His hand gently moves over my body my body down from resting on my belly down onto my hip. It moves slowly down my thigh then back up onto my hip he moves his hand so slowly and gently over my soft skin. I snuggle back more into his body wiggling my butt against him.

Keeping my eyes closed feeling his hand moving over my skin letting my senses race as his hand moves back up over my body and up onto my breast. Feeling his hand cup my breast and squeeze it gently feeling him take the nipple in his fingers gently pinching it and making it grow hard.

He moves his hand over to the other breast and gently plays with its nipple to making it grow hard. I feel his most lips kiss the back of my shoulder soft small butterfly kisses just skimming my skin. His kisses reach the base of my neck and then moves up and onto my earlobe and gently nibbling on it.

He moves back and gently rolls me onto my back with his hand still cupping my breast he moves his head kissing his way down my body around my neck and down to my breasts. Gently he takes my right nipple in his mouth and sucks on it running his tongue around it making it grow even harder making it stand up like a bullet. He gently moves over to my left breast and gently sucks and licks it’s nipple nice and hard.

Still with my eyes closed and half asleep the feel of his warm tongue work its magic on my nipples my body starts to react to his touch and goes all limp as the pleasure starts to build deep in the pit of my being.

My thighs open just a little as my body relaxes with my man still sucking on my nipples move from one to the other I feel his hand move down over my belly and softly brush across my neatly trimmed pubic hear.
The touch of his hand on my little bush sends an electric shock to my clit and makes my take a sharp in breath my thighs open more. His hand gently moves down over my pussy and gently rubs it back and forth.

Feeling the heat of his hand over my pussy my soft lips swell at his touch and from the heat of his hand. His puts a little more pressure on my lips with his fingers running them along there length.
All the time his running his fingers along my pussy lips is mouth was still working it magic on my nipples keeping them nice and hard. With a little more pressure with his fingers I feel one slip inside my lips parting them softly running along them and then sliding in just a little so just the tip of his finger is inside.

He works his way up to my clit with the tip of his finger gently he flicks it and makes it swell. Flicking and pinching it between his thumb and finger feeling him move his finger down my lips again and pushes it deep into my wetness the feeling of him entering my body sends more electric shocks to my clit.

Gently placing my hand on the back of his head I push his head down towards my burning clit. He doesn’t resist and moves down willingly kissing his way over my belly his mouth finds my clit and kisses it softly then sucks on it hard. As he sucks down hard he slides a second finger deep into my heat pushing in deeper and deeper he turns his finger and finds my inner button.

As he sucks my clit hard and his fingers flick my inner button the burning heat building up inside me get to much I grab the back of my man’s head hard pushing it hard down onto my clit. My body starts to shack and I arch my back pushing him in harder my orgasm explodes over his fingers and face my body keeps shaking as wave after wave of pleasure rip’s thru my body. My body goes limp again as the pleasure subsides.

I left his head up to mine and kiss him deeply tasting myself on his lips as his body presses up against mine I feel the hardness of him against my side letting my hand move down between us I gentle wrap my fingers around his shaft squeezing its hardness I work my fingers all his length.

I break our kiss and roll him onto his back making sure not to loss grip of his shaft. I kiss my way down his body stopping to suck and lick on his nipple biting the gently all the time working my hand up and down his hard length.

Kissing my way down over his muscular body till I reach the base of his shaft I left my head and gently kiss its head with the taste of his per cum on my lips I lick it off then take the head of the shaft into my mouth slowly I lower myself down his length.

Working my way up and down his hardness I twist my head as i move up and down letting my tongue run around it in my mouth. I take hold of his balls and squeeze them gently as I take him right to the back of my throat. Feeling him hit the back of my throat I gag a little each time it hits my throat. I keep sucking him right to the base of his shaft feeling it start to twitch in my mouth. I left my head up off his shaft and look up at him.

His eyes are closed and his breathing is heavy in one move I throw my leg over him and lower my hot sex down onto his shaft letting him slid right into me in one move. His eyes open wide as he feels my sex stretch around his thick shaft I slide down then back up taking him as deep as I could his shaft hit my cervix as I start to bounce fast on his hard shaft.

Looking down on him he grabs my hips and in one move rolls me onto my back. He drives his shaft home deep and hard opening my legs wide and pinning me to the bed. Feeling his mass inside me his weight holding me down as he thrusts deep and hard into my hot wet sex. Feeling him grow bigger inside me with each harder thrust hitting my cervix trying to break through.

Then he stops looking down on me and say’s “is it time”
My eye open wide knowing what he wants “NO NO NO” I scream
He smiles down at me and slam’s deep back into my hot sex filling it to its max and start to move his hips slamming right into me each time Feeling him taking his anger out on my pussy his shaft slams in breaking throw my inner door. Feeling him so deep pushes me over the edge and wave after wave rush all over my body and out of my sex over his hard length. As I scream with pleasure at the massive orgasm he has just given me he give one last deep thrust and explodes filling me with jet after jet of his hot burning seed. He looks down on me smiling “good morning my love” he says softly.

Looking up at him “mmmmm morning” I smile up at him. Putting my arms around his neck I pull him down onto me and we kiss passionately deeply our tongue dance with each other as we lay in each other’s arms.

I roll him off me as his hardness starts to give way rolling him onto him back I lay on my front next to him with just the top half of my chest resting on his chest. With my face just a few inches from his looking into his deep green eyes.

“I’m sorry my love for saying no again to you I will let you take my annul virginity one day” I lean forward and kiss him softly. “ Laying on his chest running my fingers around his nipple resting my head down I hear his heart beating and the air filling his lungs as he breaths. Closing my eyes just for a second filling the warmth deep within me I full back to sleep on his chest.

I wake to find I’m alone and a note with a rose on the pillow next to me.
Baby will pick you up at 6:30 tonight, wear something sexy             
love you big kiss XXXX

Sitting up in my bed yes the party I had forgotten about that looking at the clock 10:30 “FUCK only 8 hours to shower into town new dress mmmm new undies something sexy, hair then home makeup then wait for Mark.”

Jumping up from my bed I feel the juices deep inside me move and start to run down my thigh MMMM a smile comes across my face as i walk over to the bath room and turn on the shower. Stepping under the warm water letting it wash the world away I wash my hair and then rest of my body. I step out and dry myself off. Putting on some tight jean shorts and a tight top with no bra and knee length boots I head off into town.

The sun is bearing down it nice and hot and it’s a great day the town is busy with lots of hot guy’s with their tops off for all as girls to look at and all as girls in tight outfits with our legs and ass out.
I walk into Ann Summers walking around looking for some sexy undies finding just what I was looking for I grin to myself as I go to pay I stand next to the shelf full of toys looking at the I pick up a cock ring with a clit tickler on it smiling at the girl at the counter as I pay for my stuff.

Walking out I bump into a girl friend and we go for a coffee setting at the table I show her what I’ve just brought. We laugh about the cock ring and we talk about using it tonight after the party. I kiss my friend good bye as I head off to get my new sexy dress 3 shops and 8 dresses later.

I find a little corner shop with the sexiest Black lace look dress I had ever seen going into the little shop I ask about the dress in the window. The lady replied “It’s from new Dutch designer called TightFit.  It’s his new range,  he only designs a few dresses a year so there very exclusive.”

I go into the changing room and slip it on it fits so good I walk back out into the shop and see myself in the mirror and I have to have it
“OWW yes this is then one” I say to the lady “I’ll take it” I say with a big smile.
The tight black lace of the dress clings to my body showing all my curves. Running my hands down over my body feeling the soft lace against my skin,  tracing the twig like shapes of the lace design.  The dress is very beautiful and the V neck and short sleeves shows my figure off to perfection.
I get home and it 3:30 right 3 hours a nice sock in the bath then hair makeup dressed already  for 6:30 for Mark. Laying out my dress with my sexy new undies on top of it I go run a bath in goes the bubble bath and as the water flows filling the bath and the room with steam.

Striping off I slide into the hot water my body tingles all over as the water covers my body closing my eyes my mind drift back to the way Mark woke me this morning reliving every moment in my mind my hand finds its way to my soft lips and gently work there way inside. Moving my thumb up on to my clit and gentle flick it feeling it swell under my thumb. I feel the fire build inside as my fingers go deeper and my flicks get harder and the heat of the hot water it’s all too much for me my body tenses as my sex closes tight around my fingers as powerful orgasm rushes throw my body.

Laying in the water tingling all over I open my eyes finish of in the bath. Getting out I wrap myself in a towel and dry myself off changing my towel for my robe I move back to my bedroom and sit in front my mirror. Drying my hair and doing my makeup I stand and drop my robe and walk over to my bed.

Sitting on the edge of it I take my new suspender belt and put it on and stand up to make sure the it hangs right. Sitting back down I take the new shier black stocking and roll it up my right leg and then the same with the left leg standing back up I fix the stocking tops to the belt. Moving over in front of the mirror I twist around and make sure the pin line is straight taking the black thong I pull it on over my long legs twisting again to look at it shaping my ass and the then matching strapless bra standing in front of the mirror eyeing myself up and down.

I pick up my bottle of CK1 and spray same on my neck and wrists and a little spray between my breasts. Sliding my dress over my head I wriggle into it. It hugs my body and shows all my curves with the lace showing of my flat belly. Thinking to myself “what a great designer TightFit is”
Looking myself up and down in my new outfit in the mirror thinking “how sexy I look” the door bell rings. “Died on 6:30” I smile to myself and put on my cherry red lipstick.

I open the door and do a twirl “WOW yours stunning” I kiss him on the lips
He takes my hand and leads me to his car opening the door for me as I get in my dress rides up and shows the top of my stockings. I see him looking and I smile at him “you haven’t seen the rest yet baby” I say with a big smile.

He gets in the car next to me leans over and kisses me his hand gently rubs my thigh as we kiss. His hand reaches the top of my stocking and onto the soft flesh of my thigh. I rest my hand on his and say “Later my love let’s get to the party that’s for later” I say with a cheeky smile and a wink. He smiles back and say’s “I’ll hold you to that.”

He drives all the way to the party with his hand on my thigh his fingers gently moving in small circles and trying to work higher up my thigh. I keep stopping his hand and tell him to concentrate on his driving.
Pulling up outside a village hall out in the middle of nowhere Mark runs round and opens the door for me just to get to look up my skirt. I open my legs wide to let him see my new panties he smiles down at me “You tease” Smiling back at him “and you love it” I say back. He takes my hand and helps me out of the car and takes me in his arms squeezing me tight into him “Let’s have some fun tonight baby.”

We walk into the hall and see all our friends we chat and get a drink. A few drinks later wine for me and coke for Mark we get up and start to dance. Dancing nice and close to each other rubbing my body against his. His hands move over my body and down onto my ass feeling his fingers trace the outline of my panties under my tight dress. I feel his fingers slide up under my dress his fingers move up over my ass and running up the crack of my ass.

I wiggle back onto his fingers “That feels nice Baby” I whisper in his ear, he gives a little more pressure to his fingers as they run over my ass rubbing my small little thong against my little star. After a few more drinks the music fades at the end of the night. Mark takes my hand and leads me out into the car pack. The warm summer air hits use as we walk to the car. Marks hand is on my ass squeezing it as we walk he opens the door for me as I get in I pull my dress up so my stocking tops and panties can be seen.

Mark closes my door and runs around and gets in he leans over and we kiss his hand is on my thigh and slides it right up onto my panties and gently rubs me throw my panties. I kiss him harder as his hand rubs me more feeling his fingers move over my panties tracing my damp lips. Breaking the kiss I say “get me HOME” I whisper.

He turns back to the wheel and starts the car driving home his hand is back on my crouch gently rubbing me and keeping me damp. The car starts to make a funny noise I look at him “what’s wrong baby” “Don’t know baby theirs petrol and no warning lights on” he answers. Thiers a load bang and the engine stops with the car still rolling we see a small lay bye Marks pulls over into it and stops.

                                  

Somehow Kimberly Stewart had survived five years as a military wife without Jim ever being deployed. Sure, he spent time in the training field in other units, but was never gone for more than a month, and was never in danger of dying. She hugged his big 6 foot frame at the edge of the parking lot. Jim brushed her red hair from her pale face to see her tear filled green eyes.
“Nothing will happen,” he assured her. “I’m Motor pool Sergeant, not a grunt.”

“Anything could happen in a year.” At 5 ft 3, she looked up at him. “Promise me you’ll be careful.” She pleaded.

He laughed lightly and kissed her. “A hundred times, I promise.” He tried again to persuade her to go home. This was a new duty station where she knew no one. “You should go home to your folks and wait this out.”

“No,” she refused. “Jimmy is just settling in here and this is our home. We’ll wait for you here.”

Jim smiled at his spitfire redhead. She would do it her way or fail trying. He broke the hug and picked up 3 year old Jimmy and kissed the red headed boy before handing him to his momma.

“I’ll write as soon as we are in country.” Jim waved as he walked towards the company that was just forming up. “I love you guys.”

“I love you!” She said bravely.

After the soldiers all boarded buses and left for the airport, then the young wife broke down and cried, holding tight to her little boy.

“Ah shug, are you OK?” Kimberly heard a southern drawl behind her and then felt an arm wrap around her shoulder.

Kim looked up into a taller, older woman’s face, she looked maybe 34, with dark short hair and the warmest smile. “I’m OK.” Kim lied.

“Your first deployment, huh?” The middle aged woman understood. “It gets better, shug.” The woman patted her shoulder. “I’m Maggie, by the way.”

“I’m sorry” Kim said, wiping her eyes with her free hand then offering it to the woman. “I’m Kim”

Maggie ignored the hand and gave a quick hug “I know. My husband is your husband’s Platoon Sergeant. I’m sorry we’re just meeting but it’s been hectic, you know.”

Kim gave a strained laugh. “I know. I’ve never filled out so much paperwork before, power of attorney and God, he made a will.”

“Well, we’re in charge now, hun, until they get back anyway.” Slowly they walked to Kim’s car. “I’ll come by later. When does that little guy take a nap?” Maggie smiled at Jimmy, who smiled back for a second and then shyly buried his face in his mom’s shoulder.

“At 2” Kim said. “I’ll make coffee” she offered.

Maggie gave a warm smile. “I’ll bring some cake. See you then, shug.”

Kim had straightened the apartment. It was small, but it was on post, so they paid no rent. Jimmy was down in his race car bed and snoring like his Daddy. Maggie showed up at a quarter past 2 with homemade crumb cake with tons of brown sugar in it and got a quick tour of the place.

They sipped coffee and chatted. “It’s good you put him in his own bed. You’re going to be tempted to let him sleep with you on those lonely nights, but it becomes every night and when hubby comes home it’s a hard adjustment.” Maggie said in her southern drawl. “Keep things normal for that little guy. It’s the best you can do.”

“How many tours have you gone through?” Kim asked her new friend.

“5 if you count Korea. We stayed stateside and Bob only had to do a year there, hardship tour if you don’t take your family.” Maggie kept her eyes on Kim, giving her all her attention, even when she got up for more coffee.

“What do you do with your time?” Kim came back with the coffee pot. “I’m so used to Jim being here at 4:30. We eat dinner, we talk, watch TV and we go to bed. I’m going to go nuts without him here.” Her shoulders slumped in despair.

Maggie reached across and took the young redhead’s hand. “You can call me. We’ll talk. We’ll watch TV and laugh over the phone. OK, shug? And if you need it, I’ll talk to you in bed.”

Kim laughed sarcastically at the last part. “It won’t be the same.”

Maggie laughed with her. “No, hun, it’s not the same.”

Kim made it through the first month by calling Maggie every day, or going to lunch with her, or just hanging out at Maggie’s row house on the other side of the base. Maggie’s kids were 13, 10 and 8. Little Jimmy was adored by Maggie’s 13 year old daughter who had to watch her little brother and sister anyway, so Kim had a babysitter whenever needed. Maggie had really taken the younger army wife under her wing. They went shopping on Saturday together and Dinner at Maggie’s on Sundays. Maggie introduced her to the Captain’s wife and the other wives from the company.

Kim’s days were full. She had friends now and one really good mentor, but her nights were still lonely and long. She never brought Jimmy to bed with her as Maggie suggested. She missed Jim so much. His smell was barely on his pillow anymore. She hadn’t washed the pillow case since he left. She would hug it to her chest and face, trying to fill her senses with the scent of him. Some nights, as she lay there under the covers, she would keep it over her face and let her small hand trail down between her pert breasts, then down across her belly with her fingertips as she breathed in the last molecules of his smell. Slowly she would rub her firm white belly letting her hand go in circles that moved further down until her fingers felt the soft tuft of her bright red bush. Kim would cup her small round breast with the other hand. She would tease herself, letting her fingers just press in and rub her mound but not down to the lips, not yet.

Jim would tease her like this. He could play her body, knowing her spots. That hollow were her thigh met her torso and of course her mound. Her Jim spent time on everything but her pussy, so that when he finally trailed across it, she jerked.  She tried to do that now. She ran her fingertips across all of her, making her little hairs stand up but when she went to her wet little pussy the surprise wasn’t there. She would slip her fingers in and rub, but it wasn’t the same. No electricity, no thrill, she got off, but it was still frustrating.

Maggie had to go school shopping, and Kim tagged along even though Jimmy wasn’t even in preschool. Slowly they wandered the aisles and talked. Finally Maggie got blunt like she usually did.

“Shug, you look like shit. What’s wrong?” the older woman asked as she leaned on the cart handles and pushed slowly.

“I don’t sleep, not well anyway.” The redhead confessed.

“Bad dreams?” Maggie guessed.

“That and…” Kim looked to the floor like a girl talking to her mom about a boy, “you know.”

Maggie rolled her eyes and her whole head. “Oh, thaaat” she said loudly and slowly and then giggled.

“Stop making fun of me”, Kim pouted.

Maggie still giggled. “Shug, you are not the only one”, and shook her head slowly.

“What do I do?” she asked

“You do NOT act like those navy wives.” Maggie said emphatically. “We don’t fuck around on our men. Go buy a toy. Put yourself under the tub faucet. Do lots of spin cycles in your laundry and sit on the lid.”

“That’s it?” Kim had hoped for better advice.

Maggie shrugged. “He’ll be back and you’ll be happier then, if he’s been your only man.” She said sagely.

Kim got letters, at least one a week, sometimes two. It helped to read his words, to keep her strong. But by the fifth month, she was watching every fit young man that walked by. It was an army post; every man was strong and fit. The seventh month brought her birthday. She was now 25. There was no party. Jim would have taken her to dinner. She sat in her apartment and shared a box of Kraft Macaroni and cheese with Jimmy. She didn’t even buy a cake.

On Saturday nights Maggie plays bingo, so 13 year old Kristen was home with her siblings. Kim brought Jimmy over and asked her to sit for her.

“Please, Kristen.” Kim handed her twenty dollars. “I just need some time with the girls, you know, a few drinks.”

“Sure, Mrs. Stewart.” Kristen took the money and readily agreed. She got nothing for watching her siblings.

She watched Kim walk back to her car in this blue silk Chinese dress with white flowers and black dragons swooping up it. With her pale skin and red hair, Mrs. Stewart looked like a woman wanting more than a night with the girls.

Kim drove to the enlisted men’s club on post. ‘She would get a drink, just to get a buzz on.’ She told herself ‘and maybe dance a little, nothing wrong with that.’ Her mind justified it. ‘She deserved a night out’.  She admired how her qipao dress fit so well after all these years. She hadn’t worn it since before Jimmy was born. Her heels clicked on the concrete as she made her way to the door. ‘She wanted to feel sexy and needed some stares and attention, that’s all’, she assured herself.

Kim started to pull the club door open.

“Where the fuck are you going?” Maggie was behind her.

Kim spun in surprise “How…what are you doing here?”

“Hello!”Maggie said, holding up her cell phone. “Kristen ratted you out. I just guessed you were going here.”

Kim was annoyed. “I came to get a drink and maybe dance.” She said defensively.

“Dressed like that?” Maggie sniffed the air. “And smelling like that?” Maggie shook her head. “You came on a cock hunt, sister, and we both know it.”

Kim looked at her with her mouth open in shock. “I would never…”

“Oh, you would never, right now, but you would get a few drinks into you and shake that little ass out there on the floor, and maybe some young corporal would rub his hard body up against you. You would get all flushed and start thinking ‘well a kiss wouldn’t hurt’ and maybe a few more drinks and the next thing you know that dress is on his floor.” Maggie stopped to let it sink in. “Or maybe you would take him to your husband’s bed.” She accused in an icy tone.

“Maybe you speak from experience, Maggie” Kim spat back, trying to hurt.

Maggie went forward and grabbed the younger woman by the wrist and yanked her away from the door. “Maybe I do” she simply put. It shut Kim up and she dragged her to the car.

“Get in the car!” She stood taller than the redhead and ordered her. Kim obeyed because she didn’t want to party now. She was pissed that Maggie ruined her ‘innocent’ plans.

Maggie drove and talked. “Why do you think I took you under my wing? Let you use my girl as your sitter? I knew this would happen. I was you, Kim. Not so many years back, I was you.” Maggie looked over at her. “Shug, I love you and I won’t let you do this to your man.”

Kim started to protest but Maggie cut her off.

“You are a sweet, gorgeous girl and we are army wives. We take care of our own.” They pulled into Kim’s parking lot.

“Why are we here? I need to get Jimmy.” Kim said defeated.

“He’s fine at my house.” Maggie told her. “We’ll go upstairs. We’ll drink and talk.”

They sat in the dark in the living room, side by side on the couch with their feet pressed to the coffee tables edge. Kim had a bottle of blush wine and they shared it and Maggie shared her story.

“I slept with another man when my husband was first deployed.” She admitted. “Shug, I regret it to this day and I always will. I was just like you. I was young. My body was soft and firm in all the right spots. Men looked at me at the commissary when I shopped. And I got lonely. He was gone for more than a year and I needed him. Deep inside I needed him, but it got to the point where I thought any man would do.”

Maggie put her hand on Kim’s knee.

“Baby, they won’t do.” Kim let the hand stay but looked away to the other wall. “You may not regret it in the morning, but he’ll come home and as you hug him it will be at the back of your mind.” Maggie looked over at her even though they could barely see each other.

Kim sat in silence for a moment comparing notes. She liked to think she was better than that, but she wasn’t better than Maggie. They drank down the wine with a long silence.

“Does he know?” Kim finally asked.

“No.” Maggie confided.

“So what did you do after that?” Kim asked.

“I found other ways.” Maggie sat up.

“Like long spin cycles and toys.” Kim laughed nervously.

“And other ways.” She repeated.

Kim sat up now. “Well, like what? Help me.”

Maggie reached up and pushed a lock of hair from Kim’s face. She leaned in and gently kissed her. It was like a static charge to Kim’s lips, she jumped back away from Maggie.

With her fingers to her lips now, “Maggie! I…I’ve never done that.” Kim was shocked “And what about all that stuff about regret?”

“I’m not a man.” She said simply. “That’s what I did, I turned to women. It’s what a lot of us do. While they’re gone we take care of our own.” Maggie just put it out there.

Kim didn’t know what to say. Her heart was pounding and this was a lot to take in. Maggie just sat patiently.

Kim sat back down but at the very end of the couch. “So…so you’re a lesbian?”

Maggie laughed. “No, I love men, but I only want to love MY man. While he is gone, it helps.”

Kim’s mouth was open as she put it all in her mind. She reached for more wine and drank a whole glass quickly.

“And it’s worked?” the younger woman asked doubtfully.

Maggie gently took Kim’s fingers in her hands, making a connection. “Bob has been my only man ever since. I can stay faithful to him and I think it really helps that the other woman is going through just what you are. You understand each other.”

Maybe it was so much wine, maybe it had been too long, but Kim thought of it. She had never been with a woman. The thought was foreign to her. ‘When Maggie had kissed her though, there had been electricity there’ she thought, ‘but maybe it was just the shock of who it was? But rubbing her own pussy was not working’ her mind admitted ‘and she didn’t want to do that to Jim. She loved him.’

                                                    

The steady hum of the aeroplane engine is soothing as I settle under my blanket and  shut my eyes in that semi relaxed state before sleep. The lights have been lowered for the passengers to settle for the 11 hour flight and apart from the odd flicker of the in-flight DVD players on the back of seats, all is very peaceful & quiet.

This was the start of  a new beginning for me, I had just landed a top job with a new company and secured a new apartment.  I was having two weeks leave before I started,   to get used to my new surroundings.  My gear had been sent on ahead so all I had to do was move into the apartment and arrange my belongings. Maybe buy a few new items but then, it was sun, sea and sand and,  smiling to myself, maybe a little sex too if I was lucky …..

I must have drifted off awhile and then awoken by air turbulence.  I find I have shifted in my sleep and sprawled  over  on to the guy in the next seat. My head is resting on his muscular, toned chest and his chin is resting on my head.  I smell his expensive cologne, a sporty, ocean sea fragrance and very pleasant.  I am a little alarmed he may be annoyed.

I flatten my hand to his chest ready to move away, but his voice suddenly speaks, softly. “ No, stay. I like it”
His voice, is strong, masculine and I feel the vibrations of his voice carry through his chest to my ear. It feels nice, sexy, soothing and I feel the first quivers of attraction. I still….., wondering “what now?”.

He strokes my hair, gently placing loose strands  behind my ear, with a gentle “ mmmm”

He then caresses my hair, twirling it between his fingers and I lean into him a little more, letting him know, I like it… I like it very much. Who doesn’t like their head and hair caressed. It’s so relaxing and sensual. He pulls it a little to move my head closer to his shoulder, so he can talk to me better.
“ You like me don’t you?” He whispers. “ I saw you looking earlier, wanting to get to know me better, but I think you are shy”

He is right, I am. I nod and he chuckles.  “ Well I like you a lot too. I want you to show me that you like me”  He moves his hand to mine under  the blanket, hidden from view, hidden  from any possible prying eyes of the sleeping passengers nearby .

“ Do you know what I mean?”  He lifts my hand and places it boldly on his crotch.  My breath catches.  I should be offended but…. strangely,  I am not offended at all. In fact I’m quite excited by his  boldness & arrogance.

I feel  he is hard already and impressively big.  I grind my hand on his covered member, feeling him on top of his trousers. Then,  I  stretch out my hand, five digits, stiff & spread out, pushing  my palm out and rub along his length.  My inner hand is sensitive and his hardness quite pleasant as I move up and down him.

“ Like this” I whisper feeling very naughty, touching a stranger I had barely spoken to. I could feel my body respond to the situation and to him. I am hot , flushed and a dampness seeps into my underwear.

“ That’s it, exactly like that. Now unzip me, take me out” His voice is authoritative and commanding. He is obviously a man, used to taking control.
I follow his instruction and slowly take the zip down, pushing my hand inside feeling his hardness and pulling him out carefully, making sure he doesn’t catch on his fly. I begin to stroke him gently. He is silky smooth, warm and circumcised.

“Mmmmm” He groans & pants a little between his words,  “ That feels  so good. Now suck me,….  Oh,….. and by the way, …. you should know… I have an ass… fetish …. and….. I like yours…. very much”    He leans closer to my ear ,  “ And  I looked at yours several times  in the Airport Lounge”

My heart  pounds, at his words.  I move my head under the blanket. I feel him spread the blanket over both of us, totally covering my body except for my ankles ,and then ,covering himself to his chest.  Our movements are hidden from sight.

I feel the heat from his body and my face flushes as I move to suckle him. His scent is intoxicating. I continue to stroke him and put his crown to my lips and kiss him. He is wet , oozing precum  and I taste him, rolling his seepage on my tongue. I  begin to lick his head,  cupping his balls and massaging him. I lick his ridges and full length from his balls to his tip and back again. My tongue is eager and  I ensure every part of his rod receives attention. I find his tiny opening and rim him enjoying  his reaction as he stiffens and circles his hips. 

His one hand pushes into my waist band, his arm fully out stretched , testing to see how far he can reach.  Then I feel him, withdraw his hand and then return to smother something cool & greasy into the valley of my bottom. 

“ His ass fetish !”  I think and  muse if the greasiness is butter,  from the meal we had earlier,  but quickly forget the thought as I feel him rim my anal star with his finger, spreading the lubrication and dipping in slightly.

His probing finger is very exciting and again I feel my underwear dampen in excitement. He pushes a finger inside me and I gasp at the sudden invasion.  Pleasure shoots throughout my body as he begins to move his finger  in, then out and small circular twists inside my anal passage. The movements slow, sensuous, & repeating.  I moan on his cock as he continues to stimulate & build my  sexual craving,. 

“ Wicked on the plane like this, isn’t it? ” He says softly so only I can hear him, not really expecting an answer.

His other hand moves underneath the blanket pushing my head fully on his erection. He is so big I nearly gag,  but soon manage to adjust and  get into the rhythm,  directed by his guidance.

There is no doubt, this man is a vibrant, handsome and fit alpha male who takes care of his body, physically and hygienically. He knows what he likes and is confident enough to make it known both verbally & with his body actions. This inner confidence  feeds my attraction to him.

He fucks my head and finger fucks my ass , soon followed by another finger entering my body. He feels wonderful and I am soon moving my ass to match a rhythm to that of my mouth.  The damp patch on my underwear is ever growing.   I am very excited and start to ache with an  increasing need.

I am enjoying our naughty, wicked liaison when suddenly his fist clenches on my head, pulling & bunching  my hair with it, forcing me to stop. I feel the pleasant tightness as he squeezes my hair , pulling at the roots on my scalp.

He slowly pulls me up to his shoulder again and I can hear his ragged breathing and see his chest rising in quick small pants.
“ Are you in the Mile high club?” He asks
I shake my head, smiling at the thought.  It will be a first time experience for me.

“ Well , you will be soon. Go to the restroom. Take your underwear down and wait for me. I will knock 5 times,  2 quick knocks, then 3 quick knocks”

I nod and quickly fix my clothing, ready for the short walk there.  “ Wait”  He commands “ You will need these”  He pushes 3 small foiled rectangle butters into my hand.  “ I just want your ass. I love anal sex. Make sure you are prepared for me”.  He smiles at me, and my tummy flips over.  “ I  am going to fuck that beautiful ass of yours hard, … now go “

His words heighten my excitement and the anticipation of what this handsome big man is going to do to me.

I can barely contain my excitement.  My body is flushed and excited like never before. The dampness between my legs confirms his skilful physical and verbal stimulations.

I can still feel and hear those words he whispered to me.. “ Are you in the Mile High club?”  “ Well you will be soon”

I reach the restroom and enter it, quickly sliding the lock in place to register “ Engaged”  The space is restricted  but will just about hold the two of us. 
I look at myself in the mirror. My face is flushed, my eyes are sparkling and I can see the wicked excited gleam in them.  I watch myself in the mirror as I down my lower clothing & fondle the cheeks of my ass. The cool air teases my nakedness and is enhanced by reruns of  sucking on my stranger’s cock and his sweet  ass caresses back in the  seated fuselage. My mind replays  his sexy, deep , manly voice  “ I have an ass fetish”  Shivers run down my spine at the thought, my anticipation builds.

I unwrap the butter and smear  it in between my buttocks, spreading the grease around my special star and finger myself.  The sensation is exquisite . My anticipation climbs higher still as I touch myself but resist the urge to do more.

The door is suddenly knocked,  2 quick knocks followed by a further 3.

My heart thumps in my chest. My stomach tightens and my breath is shaky.  I unlock the door and he enters the restricted space.  He turns me round and grabs my hair again, forcing me to look at him in the mirror.  “ Watch me in the mirror “ He commands holding my gaze.  I put my hands on the wall, my naked bottom slightly pushed out.  He grinds against me.  His bulging cock evident  in his trousers.

“ I don’t make love, I fuck” He warns, as if asking for my consent. I nod.

He reaches down, brushing my buttocks and releases his hardened staff and then guides it to my star. He covers my hands with his, trapping me.  He grinds more, teasing, circling and probing my entrance with his tip.  All the time,  holding my eye contact.

“ Nothing else interests me,  just your ass”  He whispers , nuzzling my ear and hair. “  I like talking dirty in your ear ” .

I nod again. He smiles muttering “ Good, very good”  and with that he gives one big thrust, entering me hard,  and catapults me into the exclusive membership of “ The Mile High Club”

He fills me totally and I gasp & groan at his size and girth as he stretches me and holds there a moment.  I clench my ass on his embedded cock and he smiles approval at me and begins to circle his hips, making sure I feel every inch of his cock buried in my body.

He leans into my ear , keeping that eye contact in the mirror.  “ You like my cock in you, Don’t you?” I nod.  He seems pleased by my silent answers.

“You like the feel of it stretching your tight little ass?”  I nod

“ You like offering yourself to me don’t you?” I nod

“ Are you my sexy little ass whore?”  I nod

“And my little whore, likes to be fucked there. “ I nod

“ Good , touch yourself “  I pull my hand from underneath his on the wall, and reach between my legs.

“ Let me hear you groan”  I caress & fondle & rub rhythmically  up and down, slowly, sensuously,  and groan softly for him.

“ Good,  “  He pulls my hair tighter.  He smiles at me.  “ How turned on are you right now?”

“200%” I whisper without hesitation.

“ I think being my sex toy, excites you. “  I nod again, my eyes blazing with desire

“ Good, you excite me. You please me”  He nuzzles and I feel his growth gently scrape my cheek.

“ Push your ass into me”   I do as he asks and he moans, still circling and grinding softly.

“Tell me what you want?”

I lock eyes with him,  “ I want you, I want you to fuck me”

“ Again, …  louder” He instructs

“ I want you to fuck me. “  I raise my voice a little louder, this time, in my answer to him.

“ Ask nicely”  He grinds into me more, and my breath becomes shaky , shallow pants.

“ Fuck me, Fuck your little Ass Whore , Fuck me , … please “  I am excited and impatient now and he knows it.

He smiles, and withdraws, leaving just the crown of his penis resting in my cavity and then enters me again in a forceful thrust,  “ Like this?”

“ Yes”  I gasp again at his size.

“ Keep touching yourself “ he demands and moves my free hand on the wall a little more central to my body, but still allowing for that eye contact.  He takes hold of my waist, his fingers gripping strongly,   just above my hips and  he begins to fuck.

He maintains a slow steady rhythm at first, enjoying my body, enjoying my ass.  My  fresh , tight & buttery cavity thrills him as he slides in and out. He moves  in smooth, strong & determined strokes.
And then he starts to move faster, taking his pleasure in my body.  I respond, seeing the male , lusty desire in the mirror. A sight framed there , that will,  forever be imprinted in my mind. My guilty pleasure in  those  quiet  “me moments”  alone.

My body is on fire and I thrust back for him to take me as deep as he wants. I rock to his rhythm and he takes me harder still.  I am hot, flushed and seeping my own wet pleasure at the anal sensation and self touching.  I moan and grunt a little as he reaches  deep inside me, physically and emotionally, awakening my deep sexual  spirit within.

He begins to groan and growl as his pleasure builds. His primitive need taking over , losing control in our moment.  He is in total lusty fuck mode now, banging his hips into my buttocks. My cheeks wobble and slap against him with the intensity of his thrusts. His claiming of me is deep and primitive.  My excitement rockets as he takes & invades  and I maintain a steady rubbing rhythm at the same time.  My hand expertly self pleasures,  turning my desire  just as greedy and selfish as the man behind me.

I feel my orgasm build, it’s going to be intense.  I feel  him stiffen  and his rhythm changes.  I know he is close, teetering on that amazing precipice of total sexual release .  And then …. and then he topples into it.  The sight in the mirror so special  as his hand finds my throat and neck,  and squeezes a little tight.

He growls and pulls at my hair , withdrawing from me and spurting his excitement all over my cheeks. It’s all too much & I explode too. My legs weaken and shake and I groan with him. My release is as intense as his. He holds me, gripping my throat and hair, as much for his balance as mine. Both of us are breathing harsh and ragged.

As his jerking body,  finally returns to normality, he reaches down and massages his semen into my bottom cheeks, fondling each buttock.  His movements are slow and purposeful, taking his enjoyment of my toned cheeks to fulfil his fetish.

“ That was a beautiful moment”  He whispers as he feels my butt.  “  I do like sexy asses,” He chuckles , “ and yours is certainly in that category”
I smile back at him,  “ I’m glad” I murmur back. 

He puts himself away and fastens his clothing back up and I begin to fix myself too. He strokes his knuckles on my cheek,  “ Who knows, we may get the same flight back”

I grin back at him, “ You never know”

“ Meet you back at the seats, I think we may both sleep the night away now”  and with that he is gone.

Alone in the toilet, I wash and clean myself up.  My underwear still wet with my scent.  I smile to myself in the mirror , “ The Mile High Club, who would have thought” and a satisfied and pleased  giggle escapes my lips.

I return to my seat and see he has already settled.  I get comfy in my seat and soon my eyes shut as I drift into a very satisfied sleep.

I awaken to the rattling of the cabin crew going about their business  and the Captain informing us the aeroplane will be landing soon.
My special stranger, smiles at me.  “ I saved you breakfast & an orange juice. I thought you may need the rest”
“ I did”  Smiling back.  I stretch and then eat and sip my fruit juice.  By the time I have washed and cleaned my teeth,  we are fastening our seatbelts ready to land.

We are soon sorting our baggage from the overhead lockers and passengers stand getting ready to leave.

“ Wait, “ My stranger calls as I am pushed slowly along the aisle by other passengers , “ My card, you know,  if you ever … “ He grins at me.   
I reach out and take it,  “ Sure, if I ever”   I glance at it briefly,  noting the deep crimson colour and corner logo of a red heart behind a Capital letter A in yellow followed by the yellow letters  Chat.  On the other side is the front of an expensive white sports car on a blue and black background with his name and number emblazoned across it.
He seemed to be some sort of designer for the company.

“ I’m  Julian ”  He tells me his name  “ And yours?”

“ Nigel “ I answer and then am swept away into the bustling,  exiting crowd….

Julian leans back in the seat for a moment waiting for the right moment and the room in the gaggle of busy passengers  to collect his own belongings .

He shuts his eyes briefly, thinking of that moment in the toilet cubicle…  “ Nigel ,  Nigel , nice name … mmmm ….   that man has one very , very  sexy ass  indeed,… were they  ever  destined to meet again…”    Then the moment is disturbed and he too, gets ready to leave……..

                                                     

Sunday, 29 July 20XX

Dear diary ….
The last two days were incredible, the two most wonderful days of my whole life! But let’s start with the right order….

Friday afternoon i had met him again, in the same place, but this time our date was a little different, cause i had tell him i want to back home before the day ends. Why, you probably are asking to yourself, my friend….weeeell, saturday was mine and Angelo’s anniversary and even if he was away for works, i had understand that is a too important day for me! Oh, but this don’t had stop me to enjoy my date…..he had really caught me, like a mouse trapped by the cat….and i’m that mouse!

But the fun wasn’t over….i was at home, few minutes after midnight, looking at myself in the mirror of my bedroom, naked, caressing my body and my mind was running to my date with him: every touch of his lips and his hands was vivid on my skin and if i closed my eyes i was able to feel them again! I was lost in that dream when suddenly i heard some rumors coming from the main door of the apartment: my first thoughts was about a robber or something similar, but listening well at that sound, it was clear this one was using a key on the lock! Can it be that Angelo is back from his business trip!?

I had take a look form the bedroom door and i was able to see the light of the stairs turned on…..that had confirm what i had think: Angelo was back early from his trip! God…..can’t imagine what can happen if he doesn’t find me at home and if he call me….

“Sorry, sweety, i’m with my lover and we having sex!….aaahhh…yesss!”

Oh my…..i can’t figured out  situation like that! I was feeling so guilty….and Angelo had back home for our anniversary! How stupid i was….i have the most wonderful man of the world near me and i had forget it! Angelo….my beloved and sweet love!

While he was opening the door, i run under the sheet and cover myself, waiting for him to join me. I was able to hear the sound of his step getting close to the bedroom, then to the bed…. the springs creak as soon as she sits near me on the bed, then i barely hear his voice

“Becky, are you sleeping!? Becky!?”

And no answer from me….he get closed to my face and gently kiss me on my cheek, removing the sheet slowly: little by little, he discover my naked body and i was imagining the pleasure he will found at that sight!  The sheet was now running along my legs, till he stop it below my knees and start gently caressing my body with his hand: trying to simulate a was sleeping was really hard in that moment, cause Angelo know well my sensible spot and he had focused on them so much!

“You are so beautiful, my sweet Becky…..”

And meanwhile he said this words, his hand was running on my bum: slowly, it explore every inch of it, giving me shiver who run wild in my spine till his finger barely graze my hole. Perhaps it was just a case, but that feeling had rise my horniness in a row and i wasn’t able to hold a moan. I grab his hand who was moving away from my hole and turn to face him, with my eyes full of tears….a mix of guilty and happiness had caught me, while he was looking in my eyes.

“Becky, why are you crying!?”

“Cause i was stupid….so damn stupid, my love…” i answer him with my broken voice

He fondle my face and stare at me with a sweet smile, the continue

“No Becky…..i was the stupid! I don’t had understand your needs but just had always think at mine….i had notice something was changing in you recently and Giulia had tell me all…..”

I stare at him like he was an alien…..Giulia did what!? He had probably understand what i was thinking cause he continue….

“Don’t blame her….she was worried for you….your words had make understand how you was caught by the situation…..” he take a deep breath “..I had push you in the arms of a stranger, risking to lose the most incredible thing in my life: you!”

Without any other words, he hug me tight: my God, he really had said those words!? It was all his fault!? No, it wasn’t……i had give up, i had risk to ruin all……to lose my precious Angelo! How pathetic i was!

I can hear him crying….i grab his shoulder and push him a little away. We stare each other for a long, endless minute and the i kiss him passionately, like never i had done before: for an instant he doesn’t answer to my kiss but then our tongues was dancing wild, lost in a vortex of passion we never had feel before between us! His hands were caressing my whole body, greedily, like never happen before!  At the same time, i was literally ripping off his clothes: first the shirt with the small button running all around the room, the then his belt and pants. We were both excited, wild…..that was our special night and the right moment to try to change our relationship!

And Angelo surely was! His shaft was hard and big when i was finally able to hold it in my hands! I don’t know if it was the surprise to find me naked in bed or some other strange reason, but surely it was amazing to find it like that! With a gentle grip on it, i start to move my hand long his shaft, slowly, enjoying that hardness under my touch till some precum start to come out of the red head…damn, he must be really excited and i was too at that point! Suddenly, a finger was digging hardly inside me: it was rough, intense……it was opening the hidden casket who he had always refuse to open till that moment! Feeling that finger exploring me, make me feel on the door of heaven….a door who was opened more soon by a second finger. I wasn’t able to hold the excitement i was feeling and i start to beg Angelo to goes on and to don’t stop.

“I want to do more for you tonight, my love…..” he whisper me.
Do more what was the meaning of those words!? Oh, dear friend, i had found it out really soon and it was….it was…..MARVELOUS!

He made me kneel on the bed’s border and he place his self behind me, starting to rub his rod’s head over my anus: it was the first time he does something similar, but i wasn’t sure he want to really do it or this was what i was thinking! With my big surprise his rod had start to push against my anus, trying to open his way inside me: little by little i felt it opening his way deeper inside my (for him!) unexplored cave!  I can felt every inch of it and even if i wasn’t sure it was really happening, i felt so happy!

His movement begun faster…..i can felt his rod digging all the way inside me, his balls hitting on mine and the sound of our bodies and our moans were all around the room: the most wonderful sound i had ever heard! Angelo grab me from my shoulders and pull me up, moving his hand to hold tight my tits, squeezing them harder and making me moan loud: the sudden movement had made his hard rod slip all inside with a rapid flash, impaling me on it! My tits squeezed and my ass penetrated…..or better say drilled….the door or heaven was now slammed, ripped off from its hinges leaving the pleasure enter in every cell of my body.

I wrap my arms around his neck and push his face against mine, kissing him deeply: staring in his eyes, i was able to see all the passion and the love he felt for me and, i’ sure, i can see the same in mine! For an instant, our mouths run away and with faint voice, i’ll try to say some words, but his hands run on my shaft, holding it tight and rubbing it following the rhythm of our bodies: the warmth of his hands and the feeling i had from his rod, make me reach soon the climax and the orgasm explode from inside me wild, irresistible, making me spurt my cum all around our bed, and soon Angelo follow me, filling my ass with a copious load of warm cum. We remain immobile, breathless, me with his rod inside me and laying on his body, trying to catch back some breath, but both happy and smiling each others, while his hand are caressing me.

I don’t know how many time we made it that night, but for sure Angelo was incredible…..he gave his best and he was wonderful! Of course, i had pleased him at last, cause, 8i have to admit….  , i had start to love to see him moaning with my shaft penetrating him! It give me the sensation to have him at my feet and, i have to be honest, i don’t dislike it! Eh eh!

Really hope tonight he want do it again! 

Friday, 3 August 20XX

Dear diary ….
This was a wonderful week for us and, at last, full of surprise….

We had talk a lot about us and about what happen in the last two months and, at last, he confessed something about our first time:  after he know the true from Giulia, he asked her to teach him what he must do to pleased me! I was stunned….Giulia, my best friend had….with Angelo…… unbelievable!

So, now we want to organize something special for the two friends who had help us to get closer, even in sex! Eh eh…..they don’t know what expect them this weekend and i’m sure it gonna be a lot of fun for everyone! And be sure i’ll gonna tell it to you soon, my friend! 

Or maybe, me and Angelo gonna start a new diary…..

                             

I grunt and pant, my cock twitches and spasms as pre dribbles out. Maria gives the cable a tug to make sure it's not going to fall out, eliciting a moan from me. She turns the dial on the controller and I openly cry out, the sudden vibrations nearly cause me to orgasm but I'm left panting and moaning as the plug violently shakes against my prostrate. I look down at Maria to see her brushing hair off her face, hovering over my penis mouth open.

My eyes bulge in thought of what's coming, I grit my teeth and try not to orgasm immediately upon her tongue touching the glans. As her lips wrap around the head I feel the roof of her mouth and her tongue work in unison to apply pressure as she starts to bop up and down.
I moan and twitch, my cock starting to spasm her hand wraps round the base of my erection and grips tightly. I cry out in an orgasm only to be denied the release, left lightly bucking my hips trying to get off into Maria's mouth. “Please…Please miss! I … I can't take it!” I beg, looking directly into her eyes pleadingly as she continues working the head, with her spare hand she turns up the speed of the vibrator  and starts to suck more and faster.

The grip still denying my release as it seem like minutes go by in agony, until the sudden release of the grip of her hand causes me to loose it, my mind goes blank as I moan and whimper, shooting my load directly into her mouth. It felt like all my energy had been drained as she pulls away from my softening member and turns down the vibrator to a slight numbing. She grabs my cheeks and force my mouth open with a squeeze, spitting my own semen into my mouth, gagging and swallowing it until her lips embrace me in another kiss, swilling the cum between us.

We spend the next quarter of an hour kissing cuddling and fondling each other, using the chance to explore each other's bodies. As she begins stroking my cock I feel it regaining it's strength, coming to full erection. “Lets get dressed, shall we Claire?” She giggles and lets go of me, taking out some wipes from her handbag and starts cleaning her face off. I rearrange my dress and pull my panties back on, forgetting I still have the plug in I go to remove it, only to be stopped by Maria, who only gives me a wink before cleaning my face off with the wipe.

She readjusts my dress to show off my erection and uses the cord to the plug like a lead. She grabs both our handbags and tugs gently, leading me out from the booth. Before I know what's going on I'm being paraded towards the elevator by Maria, there's a few stares from other patrons but I didn't care to look, the quicker I got in that elevator the better. As we stepped in and the doors closed, Maria presses a button for an upper floor.

“We're still playing Claire, you can still leave if you want?”

“…I'll stay Miss.” My face blushes as I stammer out the last word. She gives me a coy smile, who knows what's next?

The End