Asking for it......

Bernard took a seat in the middle of my long settee and I spread myself across his body and along the couch with my head neatly perched into some cushions. My pert bottom was placed in front of him and as he started stroking my arse over my dress i immediately felt comfortable enough to tuck myself deep into Bernard's lap.

He started spanking me without needing to ask my permission - gently at first and then harder He spanked while massaging. After a few minutes I was so relaxed that he assumed it was time to lift my dress. This exposed my toned curvaceous bottom. It was covered with black silk lacy knickers and a similar black lacy suspender belt held up my stockings.

I could feel the warmth rising from my soft bum cheeks and smiled with delight as I knew they were the perfect size for spanking. Slightly harder and slightly faster the gentleman spanked and I gasped a little as even through my knickers i was beginning to feel the sting. Bernard's massaging was a pleasurable experience to relive the small sensation of pain and It was clear to him that i was enjoying the play lesson.

After several minutes with hard, soft and fast blows to my skin it was time for Bernard to draw the knickers into my bum cheeks so that my arse was bare. At the same time he drew them in I felt a tug on them so that my pussy lips were being rubbed by the gusset.

By now my bottom must have been red and again I yelped as his manly hand met my pure bottom for the first time. The "SMACK" as it landed drew a response but i still remained as still as I could.



I begged for Bernard to take my knickers down and as he eased his fingers inside the waistband I lifted my pelvic and pushed them to the ground to enable my hiney to be exposed in all its glory. Uncovered I produced ample well shaped bum cheeks with dimples either side which flexed as i waited for my master to pleasure me.

Bernard began to spank again for about fifty strokes relieving me in between for gentle sensuous massages. Without warning he moved his fingers to the inside of my thighs and started to caress me there. I became wet and parted my legs to free my juices and as I urged for Bernard to stimulate me he went back to spanking and massaging. With a free hand the spanker massaged the inside of my thighs and his fingers once again started to stray. As he touched my lady bits I could feel the dampness oozing between my legs.

It was clear that I was enjoying the spanking and play and was eager for Bernard to explore further. He massaged again and this time moved his fingers down the crack between my bum cheeks, I felt his digits pass my anus and he parked his hand at the edge of my pussy. He ran his thumb down several times and I was eagerly waiting . But it was more spanking to arouse my libido even higher.

This time his fingers touched my pussy and hovered over my clitoris. It was firm and already aroused. I took a deep breath and as he finally touched I cried out with pleasure - but it was still not time to let myself orgasm. He spanked again and again. My cute bum felt a little sore but I was still eager for more.

Bernard drew his thumb down along my bum crack once again and as he did so I felt my anus flexing. I could see he had added a condom to his index finger and covered it with KY jelly. Gently easing a finger inside my anus I squeezed the cushion and buried my head to stop myself from crying out. Bernard's finger was sliding in deeper and as he drew it in and out faster I could feel my body bucking over his lap . I was relieved when he removed his finger and stopped fucking my tight hole.

I was naked from the waist down but had no inhibitions as i was clearly proud of my figure. Bernard Sat back on the settee and i took comfort in the crook of his arm relaxing. I let him fondle my cunt as we chatted about what had happened to-date. He warned me that i could only orgasm when he allowed me to do so. Erotic spanking was a balance between pain and pleasure and it was the two elements together which made the perfect session.

Now it was time to start again and this time Bernard blindfolded me and instructed me to bend over the back of a chair with my legs wide apart. I took two dozen hand spanks which warmed my bottom up again before taking the strap. "CRACK" it landed across both bum cheeks and the sting made me rear up and squeal. Tears were streaming down my face but as a reward Bernard slid his fingers deep into my neat sopping pussy. My body was bucking as he slid them in and out and i wanted to orgasm so badly..........
To be continued...........

A long day

Bath time
Nichole always insisted on a hot bubble bath before she settled into bed for the evening.
Her figure hugging red dress was clinging to nicholes womanly curves and she proceeded to remove it by slipping the nylon material over her bulging breasts unleashing a flawless set of round, firm bosooms.
Long blonde locks of the ladies hair were falling onto her petruding nipples as she slid the dress slowly over her tanned hips. The smoothness of her skin was shinning in the late afternoon light and soaking up the sensational feeling of the nylon cloth catching over every goose bump on it's travelling journey to the floor.
Nichole raised her hands upto her bleached blonde hair and tugged gently with her nails. All that lay on her bare body now is a whore red floss like g string. Having to act "ladylike" at all times was boring to Nichole so she allways made sure she sported a naughty piece of lingerie under her outfit to feed her wild side.
Unclipping the panty from each side it falls to the floor leaving Nichole bare in her bathroom. She massages her ass cheeks and takes a few minutes to explore her body. The curve of her spine on her toned back leads to a peachy bottom.
The water in the tub is at the perfect temperature and she plays with the bubbles before dipping her toes in first.
The beauty is naked with her body surrounded by foamy bubbles. The heat from the water is causing the bathroom to steam and the waves from the tub are slowly producing pearly beads of wetness across nicholes soft nipples.
As She perches one knee against the side of the bath a trail of water runs slowly down her thigh and sinks it's moisture deep into the crevices of the blondes tight, hairless pussy. She pulls her vagina lips apart and takes a peek at her clitoris. The warm foam has a creamy texture and is becoming an ideal lube for Nichole  to touch herself with. Neatly manicured fingers are sliding slowly over her pussy in between slim flaps and the view of her mound arouses her. Nichole is  already wet in more places than one so She gathers her juices from her vaginas opening to smother on her petruding clitoris. Rubbing and fingering herself for a while and seeming to need a quicker fix than normal.
Nichole reaches for the detachable shower head and sets the water to a comfortable temperature and a fierce speed. As the water bashes against her opening She starts to grind her hips enabling the vibrations to brush over her clit.  The lady is feeling warmer now and can feel the sweat on her forehead. Her breathing has become deeper and She desperately wants to be vocal. Aiming the shower head back towards her entrance She turns the speed up full blast and the rush of intensity is phenomenal, having a powerful orgasm and although she wants it to last She cannot control the
Feelings her pussy is experiencing from this pounding.
She cums hard and fast and it's over within seconds.
Placing the shower head back to it's normal position on the wall Nichole sinks deep into the sweet smelling water and feels her silky juices with her fingertips. She lays in a cocoon of bliss.

Back to University ...

Amelia has been in Vegas for a few days now and is ready to get out and make some new friends. It's her first day in class where she is studying journalism at unlv. Her roomy has briefed her on how to live the Vegas life and one of the rules is never to leave the house without looking hot! So maybe skin tight leather pants and an off the shoulder shirt is too much for school but first impressions are important. Lexy pulls up into the parking Lott and wishes Amelia luck for her first day. She hands Amelia a black leather bound journal and says " this my friend is where the fun begins!" I just picked it up from the people across the street at a garage sale. Amelia accepts the gift and promises she will never document anything boring! She hugs her friend and walks across to the office in her Michael kors multiple strap python ankle boots. Within the hour she has checked into class and takes a seat at the back to enable her a good view of the people she has to spend this semester with. She's delighted that her small group of fellow students seem to be between the ages of 26 and 40. The teacher enters the room and introduces herself as miss Bailey. Amelia looks up and pulls her long brown hair away from her face. Miss Bailey has a husky deep voice and although she dresses like a politician she has the body and face of a high end stripper. She is tall with long blond hair and crystal clear blue eyes. The next ten minutes are a blur. Amelia can hear the sound of her new teachers voice but she's not registering any of the words miss Bailey is saying. She is mesmerised by the movements of this ladies full pouted red stained pair of lips gently releasing from each other whilst she is giving a speech. Amelia comes back to reality and finds the teacher standing alongside her desk asking her to introduce herself to the class. Amelia stands up and is immediately embarrassed as she notices her off the shoulder shirt has slipped over her silk bra and is revealing the tip of her left voluptuous breast. She straightens herself up and gives the class her name. She explains to them that she is interested in writing erotica and enjoys meeting new people and experiencing exciting opportunities which is why she has moved to Vegas. Miss Bailey is looking deep into her eyes and asks Amelia to stay after class to collect some useful documents.
Amelia takes a seat back at her desk and starts to clock watch urging the minutes to tick by faster as she awaits some alone time with her new tutor. She opens the leather bound book which her roomy had given her and notices there are pages of writing filled in it. Scanning the pages sexual words are flashing before her, erect, labia, lubricated. It's clear that whoever owned this journal previously enjoyed noting their sex life. But was it written from experience or fantasies? The sun is shining through the window and pounding onto the back of Amelia's neck, she becomes aware of the warm leather material from her pants clinging to her bare pussy which is now slightly wet from the excitement of the book that lays before her. She glances up at her teacher and flings her hair back, pouting her lips and catching her eye. Amelia then looks miss Bailey up and down slowly not missing an inch of her body. Miss Bailey glances at the clock and smiles. She dismisses the class and Amelia heads to the front to take a seat closer to her tutors desk. Amelia bends down to collect her purse from the floor and imagines for a split second that her leather pants clinging to her tight arse would rip and enable easy entry for miss Bailey to slowly touch her bare skin from behind and force two fingers into the opening of her welcoming vagina. Again she takes a look at the smouldering beauty and sits on her seat. Miss Bailey and Amelia make small talk and it becomes apparent that the teacher goes by the first of sandy. Sandy pulls up a chair and puts a neatly manicured hand on Amelia's thigh and asks her to read a section from her journal. Too embarrassed to decline and seem unprepared for the semester Amelia opens the journal , turns towards her teacher and starts to read a random paragraph.
" Her jet black hair glistened in the light and I stared straight into her eyes willing for her to notice me. I wanted so badly to touch her, smell her and taste her.
The sound of miss whites voice as she spoke to the crowd echoed through me and as the people applauded I gently tapped on my thigh with a soft hand sending vibrations up my leg and under my dress bouncing off of my bare naked pussy. As her heavenly voice filled the microphone I closed my eyes and sensed my lips urging themselves apart wanting to let my wetness flow freely"
Sandy slides her hand underneath her students top and urges Amelia to continue reading whilst she takes a grope of her firm breast and slowly teases her hardened nipple. Amelia's body is aching for more attention from miss Bailey so she continues on.
" Her sweet vocals were belting through the halls I turned to take a glance at her man. He was also mesmerized by his wife. I imagined them making love and the lady humming seductive melodies whilst he was fucking her, entering her gently as she sung and pumping her harder until she screamed."
Sandy takes the book from Amelia and places it on the table. She lifts her skirt and straddles the brunette grinding her hips and kissing the students neck whilst lowering her pelvis towards Amelia's lady area. The two ladies are kissing like crazy and their womanly hands are wandering everywhere, over each others curves, through each others hair and in between garments. Miss Bailey unhooks the button on Amelia's leather pants and reaches for her vagina. It feels warm and her labia is beckoning to be rubbed. Her clitoris is prominent and as Sandy's finger slips into Amelia's hole she feels her students body tighten. Amelia is thrusting on Sandy's finger , breathing deeply and moaning quietly she grips the bottom of the chair and .........
To be continued ............. ; )

Miss White

The theatre was dimly lit with small candles burning at every table, their flames flickering and swaying as people were rushing by ready to take their seats and experience the angelic voice of the artist that was about to perform this evening.It was warm in here and I couldn't quite decide whether it was from the temperature of the venue or if it was because I was so eager to catch another glimpse of the mysterious singer I had laid my eyes on earlier that evening. Either way I was feeling hot under my figure hugging dress that was clinging to my womanly curves. Being a young lady alone I was lucky enough to be appointed with an amazing view of the stage. As I sipped on my beer from it's glass neck an aroma from a high quality cigar filled the air and it's trail of smoke led my eyes to a well dressed gentleman with thick white hair swigging on a large tumbler of scotch which was almost certainly fine and mature. Judging from the conversations that were taking place behind me this was the ladies husband.The band came on stage and silence fell as the crowd eagerly awaited for the beautiful goddess to grace the room. I saw her again. Miss white was wearing black leather trousers which fit perfectly on her tight apple bottom and a comfy but smart tight tee that smoldered her voluptuous breasts hungrily. Her jet black hair glistened in the light and I stared straight into her eyes willing for her to notice me. I wanted so badly to touch her, smell her and taste her.The sound of miss whites voice as she spoke to the crowd echoed through me and as the people applauded I gently tapped on my thigh with a soft hand sending vibrations up my leg and under my dress bouncing off of my bare naked pussy. As her heavenly voice filled the microphone I closed my eyes and sensed my lips urging themselves apart wanting to let my wetness flow freely. But I had to concentrate and come back to reality, I wanted to enjoy her for as long as i could.Her sweet vocals were belting through the halls I turned to take a glance at her man. He was also mesmerized by his wife. I imagined them making love and the lady humming seductive melodies whilst he was fucking her, entering her gently as she sung and pumping her harder until she screamed. He was letting nobody distract him and he's eyes did not move from the same spot. Maybe he was deciding how he was going to remove the leather trousers from her shapely legs after the performance. I too thought how I would do it and imagined myself taking them from her thighs with my teeth and tasting the leather. Would her mound be hairy or shaven? And how wet would she become at the feel of another woman's lips on her lady bits.?Finally as she opened her mouth to sing another note she made eye contact with me. I smiled. And the sight of miss whites glistening tongue made me want her more and more. I wanted her to eat me until my cunt was sopping wet from my love juices. I again stopped daydreaming and realised my hand had slipped under my skirt and up my toned thigh. I tensed my muscles as I took a quick gaze around the room to make sure nobody had seen me. Luckily the table was covering my voyeurism but I noticed Mr white too had a bulge in his trousers. Surely he was reading my mind and taking in the view of his stunning soul mate that was being adored by fans before him. I removed my hand from underneath the table and gently caressed the inside of my neck. It was time for the singers last song and again I noticed my other hand had strayed underneath my skirt.only this time i was using my fingers to tease my hard clitoris. I knew they had both clocked me and hoped for an invite backstage after the show. I did not want to bring my self to orgasm, I just wanted to play and prepare myself. The show ended and Mr white sent another alcoholic beverage to my table. I thanked him with eye contact and a smile and blushed when he winked at me back. As I took a gulp from my fresh drink he rose from his chair and started to approach me..........To be continued

The latex dress

I hurried back to my room and took a shower. Covering my lady bits in foam I shaved off every single pube leaving myself with a smooth hairless cunt. I blowdried and curled my hair and covered my eyes in thick black make up. I looked like a different woman from earlier that day and was ready to get down and dirty as bad ass whore who was curiously addicted to anything or anyone attached to latex.


As I waited for the elevator down to the dining room I noticed a sign on one of the hotel room doors across from where I was staying. It read “ enter to be pleasured”. Should I go there now or wait until later? The ping of the lift distracted me from my thoughts and I entered. And then I exited before pressing any buttons. I knocked on room 608 and opened the door. I saw a familiar face standing by the window. It was the lady who sold me the dress. She too looked entirely different. Her skin was pale and she was dressed in nothing apart from a pair of leather shoes and long shiny latex gloves that covered her arms. Her name was Alexis. Alexis greeted me and complimented my outfit. She led me to a chair by the bed and told me to take a seat. We both took a shot of whisky and I heaved as I felt the burning sensation of the poisoned liquid in my throat. It certainly helped though.

Alexis stood above me and positioned her legs either side of my thigh. I could feel myself perspirating from the clingy rubber attached to my skin and swept a single hand over my brow.

She took hold of the nape of my neck and with her other hand traced a rubber finger from my cleavage slowly tracing over my midriff and down to the hem of the latex dress. Rubber catching rubber and jolting on the journey to my awaiting sopping pussy. The sound of latex rubbing latex caused me to let my juices flow away from my vagina and the ladies latex covered finger mopped it up and put it to my lips for a taste. I took the shiny digit into my mouth and feasted on the taste of my sweet sex juice mixed with rubber. I grabbed hold of either side of the dress and peeled it from my hips exposing my bare mound and enabling myself to open my thighs and feel the cool air on my legs. Alexis took a step back and took in the view of what was sat before her. She asked to be excused and entered the bathroom.

As she returned Alexis had strapped a bright blue rubber dildo around her waist and told me she was going to fuck me hard in the ............................................

To be continued

A new york minute

Miss Marie was feeling romantic and decided to exit the park in search of some inspiration. She found herself wandering the busy streets that echoed car horns through passages of tall skyscrapers. Crossing 41st street she noticed the library in front of her and decided to enter and see what could be discovered inside. The architecture was stunning and books of different choices filled the halls. The silence was golden compared to the hustle and bustle outside and to endeavour a New York minute in here was extremely relaxing. Marie felt the coolness blast her face instantly as she trailed through the halls of this periodic fortress. She savoured the dusky smell of old books and stone walls and trailed her fingers across shiny plaques nailed to the supporting frames with famous quotes embedded into them. Marie stopped to read them and was engrossed in the fine literature when she was suddenly startled by a voice behind her. She spun around and came face to face with an assistant whom in Maries opinion was standing just a little too close. The assistant had unruly brown ringlets that clumsily framed her face and neck and her cocoa coloured skin glowed, seemingly reradiating the light that shone through the the library’s windows. Her face was unblemished and unpainted, free of all the traps and trimmings of a modern New Yorker female. The assistant mirrored Marries stare as they both checked out each other’s bodies and smiled coyly at each other. Marie kindly asked if she could be pointed in the direction of some erotic literature and the assistant lead her to the desired destination. She thanked the librarian and watched her leave.

Marie rustled through different books, hardbacks, paperbacks both small and large and became obsessed with all the dirty words and pictures that were filling her mind. She sat on the floor and produced a rather large mountain of material that had to be studied. She read about voyeurism, swingers, bisexuals and just seeing the print on the paper made her feel moist in her underwear. Pictures of beautiful women wearing expensive, classy stockings without lingerie appeared before her eyes and she envisaged the librarian once again. Marie had yet to experience a woman sexually, she was hungry for the taste of another female’s pussy juice now and needed to attract the assistant’s attention before she left the building. Would she be interested? From the way their eyes met Marie knew they were attracted to each other and decided this unplanned trip to the library could make a lonely evening eventful. Marie thanked her new lady friend on the way out and slipped her a business card containing Marie’s cell number. They smiled at each other once more and Marie knew instantly that she would not be spending the 4th July celebrations alone.

Marie arrived back at her appartment overlooking the harbour and poured herself a large glass of wine. Her cell beeped and 3 saucy text messages and 90 minutes later................

Saskia stood before Marie wearing a silver pure silk knee length dress that sat perfectly over her small pert mounds. She looked beautiful with long eyelashes and a sweep of nude gloss over her lips. Marie was mesmerised by this figure of beauty and wanted to explore her body and compare her womanly features. She offered saskia a glass of wine and they made small talk for a while. The music from the harbour outside kept them entertained and they shared stories about previous relationships and failed dates. They laughed alot together and Marie felt a growing bond between the two women. As saskia approached the the balcony Marie followed her from behind and decided to make the first move. She swept saskias hair from her shoulder and kissed her neck softly. Saskia did not turn around but placed a hand on the side of Maries thigh. They both liked what was happening and were desperate to tear each other’s clothes off and taste one another. Marie lifted the straps from saskias shoulders and the librarians dress slipped passed her boobs and fell straight to the floor. She was presented in full now. Naked in front of Maries eyes. Saskias body was perfect, her toned back and peachy shaped bottom looked very appetising. Marie traced her finger down her friend’s spine and between the ladies arse cheeks. She could lead her finger to saskias wet hole but passed it and spread the lubricant of her wetness over her clit. Saskia obviously felt horny by this and pushed her arse towards Marie whilst stabling herself on the balcony railing. Marie closed her eyes and had a good feel around with her soft fingers. The flaps were tidy and petite and her her vagina lips were swollen which meant she would be eager to gush her cum all over Maries hand. Marie wanted to satisfy her new friend and lost her fingers inside saskias opening. She thrust them in and out slowly whilst the librarian grinded against them , sliding her cunt rhymitacally up and down. The librarian beckoned to receive a harder pumping so Marie .................
 
To be continued

birthday treat

The heat from the afternoon sun was burning down on angels neck as she was painting on canvas. Being a vivid art student the young lady enjoyed painting landscapes and today she ventured outside not realising the heat would be a little to overwhelming for her. It seemed like the perfect time for a break when she heard the sirens of an ice cream van in the distance. As it got closer she rose from her feet and straightened her summer dress hurrying over to catch the drivers attention. As she was looking over the ice cream menu she decided to go for something fruity, something she could draw the juices from and feel the wetness on her lips. Angel found a quiet spot in the shade underneath a tree to eat her treat. With her slim legs spread she leaned back against the trunk with her large breasts pointing towards the sky. Her linen dress fell casually around her beautifully shaven snatch and she was glad to be out of the sun.

She tore at the wrapper with her teeth and devoured the top of the lolly in her first lick. She became aroused as she traced the tip of her tongue up and down the shaft of the sweet iced liquid and teased her throat with the coolness of the fluid. She edged it in a bit further on her second helping and felt it knock the back of her tonsils slightly. When it was in as far as it could go she pushed it in and out imagining it was a real cock urging the juices to trickle down onto her large breasts. She removed the stick from her mouth and helped herself with her tongue to the pool of stickyness that had emerged around her hardened nipple. She licked it like a cat with cream until the icy feeling became warm.
She was feeling hotter than ever now, not from the atmosphere heat but from the sensation that was causing something to stir underneath her dress in between her thighs. Angel scooped the fruity ice away from the stick and lowered her fingers towards her labia
To be continued.......................................

No entry

I once again browsed at the clock on my mobile phone and realised we had been stuck in the elevator for almost 15 minutes.



With no signal and no response from the alarm call i was starting to get frustrated. I had an audition to be at and was starting to feel slightly warm in the blue skintight dress i was wearing. It was short and made my tanned legs look long and toned - very fuck able in fact. When i entered the lift i did not pay too much attention to the tall figure that already resided in there but now i could feel his stare burning on my body. I could tell from his shirt that underneath there was a very strong body with wide shoulders and bulging arms.



He leant forward to try the alarm call for a second time and my hand accidentally flowed over his chest. The feeling of his firm tight pecs aroused me and it occurred to me that being stranded with this handsome stranger was maybe a good thing afterall. As i leant down to slip off my shoes he forced one hand up the back of my skirt and instantly had a feel of my hairless cunt. I assumed from the expression on his face that he liked the idea of me going commando that morning. So i let him feel me and drew down to my knees so i could make the most of his manly hands. I ushered him to unbuckle his pants and he revealed a mouthwatering manhood which looked like the perfect size for my petite little pussy. As he straddled me from behind i could feel his precum exploding on my butt cheek. I asked him to rub my clitoris as i needed to feel some satisfaction from the elevator experience.



This turned the gentleman on and i could see how thirsty he was becoming. I rolled over and after pulling his head down towards my vagina i climbed into his mouth. My labia was teased and his tongue felt like an electric motor on my clitoris. It did not take too much time for my juices to flow all over his face and the second he knew he had satisfied me the bulging cock was once again trying to force its way into my ass. I glanced up at him and rose to my feet. Leaning forward to steady myself against the glass my pert hiney was on full view. A small tight hole ready to be taken of its virginity. I took the sweet lube from my pussy lips and smothered it over my entry whilst inviting him over.



To be continued...............................................

All thats missing is "u"

Who cares what happened earlier in the evening. It was the kind of activities that lovers would do and who wants to write love stories?

The sex was hot, it was pure and it was intimate.

We were barely through the door before he hitched my dress up above my waist and forced me against the wall. I don't remember much about the surroundings apart from a suitcase half unloaded and the sound of the air conditioner humming rhythmically.

Lowering himself to the floor my legs were spread with his strong grip and the pleasure of feeling his slightly chapped lips against the inside of my thigh made me instantly wet. I forced my pubic bone against his face and grabbed his head with both hands just wanting him to take my soft lavacious clit into his mouth and indulge upon it.

My skin smelt of vanilla and my hair fell around my shoulders, it was messed up and shaggy where he had been running his fingers through it all evening and although my pussy was on full view the strap from my dress had slid from my tanned shoulder revealing one firm volumptious breast.

Noticing this he rose up towards me and flicked his tongue around my aurola. My nipple was so pronounced that he could barely suck on it without inflicting a sensuous pain with the edge of his teeth. I was never asked how i was feeling - there was no need. The sound of my groaning and the expressions on my face said more than words ever could. I was here to be fucked and fulfil my own needs so it was time to take control.

I lifted his chin up towards my lips and looked into his eyes. He knew instantly that i wanted to feel him inside of me and i needed looking after. My arms were wrapped around the top of his sweaty back and slid over his muscles towards his tailbone. I did not kiss him. I didn't want to make love this time i just wanted to feel satisfied. I ran my tongue up across his neck towards his ear and nibbled gently on his lobe whilst teasing the waist band of his trousers with my fingers. Slowly i undid his zipper and unleashed an average but more than capable penis. He was so hard and i knew it would fit perfectly into my small wet pussy.

He kicked his trousers off and spun me around positioning a plain white wall in front of me. There was an oak dresser to my left and i pulled off my dress tossing it to one side exposing my curvy slender body. It was time to feel him finally and i placed both hands on the wall in front of me whilst arching my back and supporting myself. As i could feel his deep breath on the back of my neck he slid his cock into my vagina. There was an ample amount of lubrication so although it felt tight it felt snug and obviously would be just as horny for him to feel my forceful clamp around his manhood.

As our hips moved in sync hes hands wandered up and down my whole temple and it wasn't long before a rush of heat filled my body and i started to quiver with ecstasy. And this wasn't to be my first orgasm. I planned on being here for a while so withdrew from his cock and led him towards the bathroom. I placed myself on the edge of the bathtub and could see myself in the mirror opposite. I ushered him towards me and and leant back against the cold tiles. Our bodies entwined once again and this time i scratched my nails down his back ripping his bare skin. I wanted it again and i wanted it hard......

To be continued

mesmerising

Antonio appreciated the beauty of a woman in many ways but one in particular.

Clearly the rain beating hard on the window pane was very distracting and reality back at home in his London based office was very unappealing. He looked down at his Aesthetically pleasing rolex and browsed towards the plain looking calendar placed in one corner of his desk. 3.27 pm on a Thursday afternoon and suddenly his mind drifted back to a exquisite experience that had happened just a few weeks earlier.

It was her exotic snake multi strap platform shoes that first caught his eye and as soon as Antonio's eyes scanned the rest of the ladies body and elegant looking features he knew instantly he was mesmerised by the stunning aura of the young lady.

He placed himself by the bar to enable the perfect view of the lustful creature. From experience he could see her shoes were jimmy choo and longed for the chance to worship her feet. She had perfectly shaped manicured toes and a smooth high arch.

If the lady was willing to accept his offer she would be satisfied by Antonio's every fetish desire .

Surprisingly she approached him first. They casually spoke for a while before deepening the conversation. As the champagne flowed both parties started to relax and it was apparent that they had an instant connection which would be unleashed behind closed doors sooner rather than later.

Antonio placed the ladies hair to one side of her neck and and confessed his sexual fantasies into her ear. He could see her neck tense with fulfilling passion as she listened to his desire to be close with her. She slowly raised her right foot and ran it up the inside of Antonio's right leg . He looked into her eyes and and touched her silky toned leg whilst tracing his fingers down towards her foot. It felt pleasantly warm and smooth............ To be continued

senses

The cold november draft causes goosebumps over ellens petite body as she sprawls between the satin sheets on her queensize bed. Its 6.08pm and she has encountered a long frustrating day. Ellen lays for a momment in total bliss and her attention is directed down towards her long slender legs. Her clothes lay scattered across the bedroom floor and all she is left wearing is a single pair of very expensive vintage stockings.

Ellens job is very demanding and wearing womanly attire underneath a figure hugging pencil skirt makes her feel in control.

She closes her eyes and concentrates on the thin soft material smothering her thighs. The rim of the stocking top is sinking into her silky skin and the netty material is shimmering in the evening light fom the dim street lamp outside of her appartment window. The fragrance coming from the Ladies fine feminine wear smells new and percieves a stimulating scent that cause richochets of physcodelic sensations ribboning through her wanting and needing body.

Completely relaxed ellen traces her right hand over her volumptious breasts and past her toned midrift towards her pink pulsating mound. Juices are spooling onto the sheets beneath her as she slides her neatly manicured fingers under the flimsy garment and makes contact with the inside of her warm thigh. Adjusting her curvy hips ellen prepares to enter a mind state she has been fantasising about all afternoon.....................

To be continued!

chemistry

The warm summer air made her feel flirty. Ali ran her fingers up and down her smooth toned thigh as she confidently held an intelligent conversation with her date. The table on the pool terrace was nicely situated to enable her to peacefully watch the other guests as they dined. Little did her date know was that Ali was different from the other ladies that resided at this popular restaurant on this fine evening, Ali had a paraphilia that needed fulfilling and there wasn't a single doubt in her mind that her mission would go unaccomplished. Always used to getting everything she wanted was boring and the thought of letting the gentleman take control seemed very appealing. The gentleman drew closer to her and whispered a compliment in her ear. The smell of a fine whisky and warmth of his breath aroused her nipples which could clearly be seen through her thin cotton dress. Ali was relieved she had slipped it on fresh from the shower as a small breeze caused an intense rush between her legs.
Not wanting to waste any more of her valuable time she caught his gaze and held it with a deepening stare and watched his pupils widen as he was slowly becoming aroused. As the gentleman placed a welcoming hand on the bare silky skin of her decolletage the response of her body language confirmed that they should finish their meeting elsewhere.

TO BE CONTINUED!!............................................