Pounded & Stretched In the Woods

Pounded & Stretched In the Woods

“Hard and Without Protection”

 

NOTE TO READERS                                                                                 

 

This is a new erotica story with explicit themes involving sex. Intended for mature audiences.

 

Copyright © 2014 JD

Cover image used under license from www.shutterstock.com

 

 

 

SUMMARY

 

Candy finds herself the center of attention by a group of well hung men in the woods. Can she fulfill their every wish?

 

Candy is passed around, traded off and pumped full over and over by the well-endowed group.

 

Will Candy be able to take all the men at the same time, or will they have to take turns filling her up?

 

Pounded & Stretched

In the Woods

 

 

“Thanks you so much guys, I look forward to seeing you tonight, and thanking you!” I told the forest firemen as they got into their truck. One of them stripped off his shirt first and threw it into the back of the truck before getting in. I admired his muscular back and shoulders. As they all drove away I waved and licked my lips. It was going to be a good time tonight, I thought to myself hungrily. I went back in to change for a quick trip to the local store.

As I changed out of my sweaty jogging clothes I kept smiling to myself, couldn’t help it. I, Candy Montage, had moved to this cottage to get away from the city. I am a trust fund baby who had stayed out of the papers. I had got bored though and decided to move to a mountain cabin where there would be no one always asking for money. Fresh mountain air, good health, that sort of thing was on my mind. I had not counted on the lack of people, so meeting those young men had been the best thing that happened to me in the weeks I had been in my house. There would be no need for my battery powered fun toys tonight.

As I drove to town in sweat pants and a tank top, (it drove the old men crazy with my natural double D’s bulging the top sexily.) I had a moment of sincere thanks for the young firemen. I had been out jogging and had actually come face to face with a bear and a little cub. I freaked out, but had the good sense to scream, of course, and those men had come to the rescue. I intended to thank them as much as I could. Or as much as they could take.

I loaded up the back of my black SUV with the kind of beer I had seen as empties in the back of most of the locals trucks and then picked up a few bottle of wine for myself. I had become resigned to the fact that little towns like this did not have my usual beverages. Fortunately, the food was already taken care of because I had become addicted to cheap snack food which was why I had been out jogging. I sipped a cold soda and had a cigarette on a bench out in front of the store before going home.

 

 

“Come on in and make yourself at home boys, I will be right down. Help yourself to what is in the fridge and the food.” I called from an upstairs window to the men arriving for the little party. Perfect, I thought. I was going to wait until they all were here, or at least, as many as I needed. I went back to my mirror to double check how I looked.

“Yep, smoking hot.” I told myself and giggled softly.

I was wearing bluejeans overalls that were cutoff short shorts. My shirt was a white tee that did not quite go all the way down to my trim waist so they could get a glimpse of some of my toned, tanned skin. I was also wearing high heels, not too high but just high enough to drive the guys wild with what I knew were flawless legs. I turned side to side and nodded, nice booty too. J. Lo eat your heart out. Home town girl look, I thought with a laugh. I am sure the hometown girls didn’t look this good. All natural and ready to party. I checked my hair and fluffed it out a little. It was luxurious, long and honey colored.

I was already halfway through a bottle of wine and had ate before my guest arrived. Some guys didn’t like woman who ate too much, besides I didn’t want to waste any time. Let them get started drinking and then I planned on presenting myself. I was going to be the ultimate party candy for these gentlemen to try. So I gave them time to start drinking and eating what they wanted before heading down. I could tell they were ready when their voices were louder and the stereo was turned up. Most of the firemen were out on the long porch enjoying the breeze and drinking beer. I noticed a lot of empties already and smiled. Work hard play hard boys, that is my moto. For others anyway, I thought with a grin. I just wanted to play hard. I went out and joined them. It was not long before the party really got started.

 

I was on my knees in front of Joe, the guy from the river. He had a buddy on each side. All three were not wearing any pants. I had undone the shoulder straps of the overalls so my tits were swinging more free.

“I said I was going to pay you back darlings.” I lowered my head to Joe’s head and reached to either side, taking a cock in each fist. As I teased Joe’s dick with my tongue and lips I stroked the other two men’s shafts until they were becoming harder. There is a rhythm and timing to sex that most people don’t understand. I, however, have a self-taught masters in it. Every flick of my tongue or stroke of my fingers made my own body get hotter in anticipation. I could feel the tension building deep within me and then Joe exploded cum into my mouth. Laughing softly, trembling from my own reaction, I moved sideways to his buddy who was ready for me to suck him dry. I felt my pants tugged further down and looking over my shoulder I saw a smaller fireman, with rock hard abs, among other hard things, and gave a thumbs up. I felt the entrance into my very wet pussy from behind at the same time I took the man’s ready cock into my mouth. I had two cocks in me at the same time and my own physical tension soared when cum shot into my mouth again. The guys were calling out their pleasure to ready applause from some of the others watching.  Gasping and moaning as the man behind me thrust deeper and deeper into my eager center of pleasure I shifted sideways to take the third man’s cock in her mouth. By now the rest of the fire squad members were drunkenly cheering me on. I grinned around Joe’s buddy’s stiff dick as the dick within my pussy touched my deep spot and the explosive orgasm caused an extra suck and I had cum in my mouth again with hands gripped in my hair from behind. All of my senses were alight with pleasure and I was not ready for a break yet. As the men I had just played with relaxed, I turned to others who were hot and bothered. It was only right they got some Candy too.

I stood and my pants fell to the ground leaving the silk tee bunched under my big tits that were bouncing gently as I moved. I tugged the top down and picked my pants up off the floor, tossing them to a side chair no one was in. Looking around I picked up a beer and took a drink moving towards the big, body builder looking guy leaning against the counter. I drank the bottle down and set it on the counter next to him. He was just a little bit taller than me was which was perfect for what came to my mind.

“Your turn big guy.” I purred leaning against him to the cheering of the others watching.

“You are amazing Candy!” One man called out.

“Look out for him girl!

“How about up the ass!” Another called out.

I looked around a moment grinning and reached down to his pants and soon had them falling to the floor quickly followed by his shorts.

“You ready big guy, think you can take me standing up?” His little smile broadened to a wide grin. He had strong handsome features to go with his frankly amazingly muscled body.

“I am wondering the same thing about you.” His voice was deep and caused a happy tremor in my loins.

I jumped up wrapping my arms around his neck and legs around his waist. I let myself slide down a little kissing his neck and felt the big guys cock getting hard against my wet opening. Perfect, I thought.

“Perfect, You know where to put that don’t you?” I said, playfully nibbling on his ear.

“Hell yeah Candy and you are going to love my lollipop in your cunt!” Everyone laughed, including me and soon he was entering my cunt and I gasped. He was bigger than the others by far and it felt amazing. A voice then came from behind me.

“Room for one more?” I could feel the tip of someone’s dick brushing my anus and the very idea thrilled me. I arched my back in pleasure.

“The more the merrier!” As the big guy thrust deep in the front of me it caused the guy behind to go deep, and then his thrust reversed the effect. All I had to do was hold on and squeal in response to the enormous pleasure I was receiving from them. It was like a sexual carnival ride. Hold on and win a prize! Boy did I win a prize. All three of us had orgasms from the ride and by that time I needed a break for a few minutes.

“I need a break for a little while my friends, but don’t worry, I am not done yet!” They all laughed and a few applauded again which was a first for me. I patted the big guys huge chest.

“Thanks man, see ya in a bit.” he nodded and patted my bare ass as I walked into the kitchen.

I went back to the laundry room and quickly cleaned up putting on some clean clothes. White spandex shorts, a red sports bra and a long white silk blouse to mid thighs. It made me look like I wasn’t wearing anything under the blouse. Back in the kitchen I got a large 32 ounce mug and made a cold Kahlua and coffee. It was my own mixture and it had 3 times the normal coffee and Kahlua. I am not into drugs so that kept me awake and drunk. I ate a few of the microwave ham pockets and joined the guys on the porch. I noticed there were three missing. I mingled like at any party and after a while was smoking off to the side of the wide porch when the big guy came over. He leaned against the railing with me. I gave him a cigarette.

“So, Candy, I probably shouldn’t ask this since you have been so accommodating but did you know that not long after we got here, three of the men found your computer room. They stocked up on beer and haven’t come out. They are shy geeks and I wouldn’t be surprised if at least two of them were virgins. I know you have had a wild night already, but…” The big guy was blushing slightly. I found that incredibly sweet and already knew what he was asking.

“You believe in taking care of you men don’t you?”

“I do what I can. Like I said, if you are done for the night, no worries but…”

“I did notice we were a few people shy of the ten pack that came. I should be a good hostess and find them don’t you think? Although if they are virgins they probably won’t need an audience. I also have just had the thought that it might cause some jealousy amongst your boys if a few got left out. Hmm?” he smiled.

“I am glad we see eye to eye. I think it is safe to say that if you ever need anything from us there isn’t a man here who won’t help however he can.” I expressed my appreciation and wandered off to find the geeks. Sure enough they had a game going on my big monitor. It was some sort of fantasy game where some of the characters were busty woman.

This was going to be easy, I thought. Not only easy, but it turned out very inventive.

Drunken geeks are easy to get going. I got them around to sexual conversations and posed a position question and wow did they have an imagination. We laughed and discussed many different positions taking into account the furniture that was available in the room. None of the other men came a calling so I assumed the big guy made sure to give us some privacy. Eventually we found one that would work for every one and we got in positions. Several of them corrected each other and once me! They were specific in their plans and I just went along with it.

“OK my friends we are in position, let’s try this theory out.” I reached for two of them and caressed their cocks to get them ready.

As the two in my hands began getting hard I let go and quickly took off my shorts, hiked up my blouse, then crawled into position. I was fully excited and ready again as I lowered myself onto the first guy’s dick and as he entered my moist cavern I went down on the other guy, taking his throbbing member into my mouth. Lying with one man’s dick in my pussy and the other mans in my mouth while the two men caressed my back and hair. While that was happening the third geek, the most inventive of the three, entered me from behind, right up the rear. If it wasn’t for the added pleasure of the cock in my mouth I would howled with the full body pleasure I received from having three cocks inside of me at the same time. The slapping of our bodies together and the sucking sound I was making mixed together with the moans of the guys and was astounding. When we peaked I got one more shot of cum in the mouth, and then I howled along with them. It was the wildest experience I had ever had and when we were finished and were sitting next to each other panting, I thanked them, several times and they thanked me. It turns out the three of them had been virgins; it was my pleasure to change that for them.

In the morning everyone got up slowly and grabbed left over food before leaving. I stood on the porch, waving after they all expressed thanks and a promise it was our little secret. The Big Guy promised he had made sure no camera phones had been used the night before, that was sweet of him. Only a few lived nearby during the off season, so most weren’t locals anyway. I made the three geeks promise to come visiting if they had any other ideas. I had a feeling they would make it a priority as much as I would. They drove off and I had a feeling I would be seeing some of them again. Especially those geeks. Not only did they love my play time they loved my computer room. I actually was not sure which they loved more. I aimed to make sure it was my play time, next they stopped by. I have a reputation after all.

 

Stretched, Licked, Filled Up!

Stretched, Licked, Filled Up!

 

JD

 

NOTE TO READERS                                                                           

 

This is a new erotica story with explicit themes involving sexual erotic themes. Intended for mature audiences.

 

 

Copyright © 2014 JD

Cover image used under license from www.shutterstock.com

 

 

Stretched, Licked, Filled Up!

 

 

I was soured on Amsterdam for good I decided. I had entertained myself at an exclusive club and on my way back to the hotel the car I was in had been hit head on by a drunk driver. The car had gone sideways and rolled. The driver in my car was killed and I had serious leg damage not to mention my shoulder had been screwed too. The only saving grace was once I managed to get myself shipped home my roommates had everything set up for me.

I had a bed in the study, right on the main floor next to the bathroom so I there were no steps to navigate. I had settled in to heal and ended up a couch potato. I had stopped the pain pills because I never liked them. Plus the pain in my leg and shoulder had faded over the two weeks I had been home. It turned out nothing was broken, but there had been a lot of torn ligaments. My shoulder was actually doing better than the leg. I had full range of motion again with that at least.

So I had essentially been sitting on my ass eating what the boys made for me. They loved the home cooking so I had put on a few pounds, this time I actually had a gut and love handles. My rule about clothes is never buy a larger size if I gained weight, it was excellent encouragement to get to work. This time I just didn’t have the energy though.

Don walked in from the kitchen and pretended to be startled to see me.

“I would have thought you would be jogging by now Candy. You are always ahead of us and we are not starting to get back into shape for fire season until after the New Year. What’s up?” He grinned at me and I managed a smile. I wanted to tell him to quit being a dick but he and the others had been amazing. So…

“Don’t worry, I will get there some day. What is it, a week until Christmas?” he nodded.

“Yeah but we are having a pizza party tonight. Bob finally got that pizza oven going right and tonight is the launch. You get to come on down and enjoy the finest pizza this side of your kitchen.”

“Thanks but I am not into stairs, I’ll stay up here. You can send some up if you want.” He laughed and reached down and grabbed my good arm and tugged to get me up.

“Nope, it is a downstairs party only, so let’s go.” I really did not want to risk the stairs, but I did not have the gumption to argue either.

“Oh alright, will you help me down?” He looked surprised I asked.

Of course, what kind of friend do you think I am? I will make sure you don’t take a tumble. Come on.” He helped me up and slung my good arm over his shoulder. I was wearing flannel house pants, a tank top and velvet sweat jacket. The shirt and jacket had become tighter and slid up, with my good arm around his shoulder. It showed off my new love handles and pudgy belly. I blushed and cursed in my head as he helped me hobble to the stairs. When we made it to the landing I was feeling embarrassed, shaky and not exactly attractive.

“Look Don, I am not feeling my best and certainly don’t look my best…”

“We are house mates, don’t worry about it. You see us wandering around in our boxers don’t you?” I sighed.

“Yeah but none of you are morphing into a fat couch potato either.” He turned me to look right at me.

“None of that shit Candy. First off, you are nowhere near fat. You are a super sexy woman with a cushion in all the right places. Secondly don’t think we are not aware how far you would go to help us, and thirdly…” Don paused studying me a second.

“Thirdly you are recovering from a violent accident with a fatality. We, know something about injuries and death. We wanted to make sure you had time to process, but now it is time to live again. Not to mention start doing your rehab exercises if you want your leg to get better.” I sniffled and nodded. I was floored and touched by the caring these rough guys could show me sometimes.

“Thank you Don, really I mean it. But I don’t know…”

“That is ok, it is just one night of fun to see how you do. Then it is up to you.” I snorted. I knew they would be on me about excising. I hugged him though and thanked him again.

“No worries. The Big Guy is looking forward to seeing you!” The Big Guy! I thought. What the hell. I had not seen Ron in several months.

“I have to shower or something. You guys are used to me being a slob.” I started to turn back to the steps and froze. I really did not like steps. For some reason it brought back the accident.

“If you must Candy there is a shower off of the workout room, remember. Its a big house but it is your house. It has some of your stuff too for after your workouts.” He chuckled and I swatted his arm in annoyance, relieved at his suggestion too. He helped me to the bathroom and I assured him I would be fine on my own. He smiled and left me to do my thing. I stripped off my jacket and t-shirt and then my baggy pants. Gingerly I removed the brace and the scars had faded although my leg still looked beat up. I stood looking in the mirror. I was chubby, more than I had been, since maybe a little girl. I was pale and had circles under my eyes. My hair was dull and greasy. In other words I was a mess.

Thankfully the shower was a walk in, or hop. It was a luxurious feeling cleaning off and I sprinkled some oils in the shower and the heat caused a wonderful, healthy, outdoorsy odor that perked me up. When I finished I dried off and wrapped my hair. Then I rubbed oil over my skin from top to bottom. I loved the feel of it as I softly stoked my legs and then buttock. I felt pampered and it was a feeling I had forgot about. I did a quick dry on my hair and tied it up in a bouncy ponytail for convenience. Then I dressed with what was available down here. I tried a tank top but it rode up showing of my bare bulge in the front so I dug around for something else. It was a white upper body one piece. Stretchy, so that I could pull over my head and it snapped between my legs. I had to wiggle some to get into it and then I pulled on red velvet sweat pants that were snug as well. The top was short sleeve but looked almost painted on except where it tented out from my large tits to the bulge at my middle. I turned this way and that thinking Don may have been right. I wasn’t really fat. Not yet anyway. I added a red velvet sweat jacket and turned again on one leg looking myself over. I certainly felt better and had to admit the way the jacket rode up showed my white covered waist was a little sexy. I smiled at my reflection, one step at a time. Literally. I walked carefully, taking it easy on my bad leg and other than being too stiff and not wanting to bend right I was able to do it. I hobbled very slowly down the hall and it did not hurt. When I entered the big party room I was swept up in a bear hug by Ron.

“Damn, it has been awhile. I am glad to see you are recovering. Sorry I couldn’t get here sooner.” I felt myself smiling. Maybe this night was going to be ok. The smell of pizza began wafting down the hallway and soon we were ready to eat.

I drank a dark beer and not long after that the pizza arrived. It was fantastic and I ate about two pieces more than I usually ate, reminding myself I had to watch that. I had a good buzz going though as did the others. Except Ron. He had to get back by first light so he was not drinking. I shouldn’t have been surprised, but I was sitting between Bob and Ron when Bob stroked my leg. The velvet of the cloth rubbed against my skin felt wonderful and I found myself beginning to get aroused for the first time since Amsterdam.

“So how would it work with your leg? We can’t let you hurt that now it is on its way.” Ron knelt on the floor and lifted my leg.

“I have a lot of experience with injuries let me see.” He grinned at me and I saluted him with my beer and drained it thirstily. He gently held my injured leg up, sliding the pant leg up gently and slowly. When he got to the knee his eyebrows went up.

“Hm.” Was all he said as he had me bend it down and extend it. Testing my range. It would only bend so far before it started hurting again so he stopped. Holding it out strait. Stroking my skin as he looked at the others.

“You know about resistive stretching and rehab for this sort of thing?” They nodded and it was decided I would be on a routine. I did not have anything to say to that idea and hoped I could actually do it. I was distracted because both Bob and Ron were caressing my leg and moving their way up. Jack handed me a beer from behind the small couch and as I drank he reached around from behind. These guys loved their reach round’s. He cupped my breasts and lifted them. It stretched my top up and I could see my reflection in the television as the jacket slid up revealing more of my white covered waist. Ron put a hand on my tummy and leaned in kissing my neck. I tilted my head back to accept it and Jack kissed the other side. I was really getting wound up. Soon, with leg considerations we were on the floor and I was buzzing from the beer and the arousal that was beginning to fill me.

We were all groaning and breathing heavier as cloths started to come off. I removed my jacket carefully because of my shoulder, but I was feeling no pain. Bob leaned in and kissed my belly and licked it making me moan. Don was undoing my pants and his at the same time and I thought to myself. The carnival is about to begin.

A few pillows were set under my leg and I had it out at a forty five degree angle, out of the way. I gasped and arched my back when Jack’s hands slid over my stiff nipples and I could smell my own sweat of arousal and it was welcome as was the heady odor of male urges that floated over me like a cloud. When my hips lifted my pants were tugged down, the snaps between my legs were undone and my top rolled up. Bob bent down and kissed my thighs and licked his way upward. My top was pulled up above my tits and Ron went to work. I was filling with so much need I was amazed I could contain it all. Like the Halloween room I was feeling caressed and loved over every inch of my body as each man seemed to pick a spot and go to town. Bob licked over my clit and I moaned. His tongue moved upward over my belly and back down to my thighs. Teasing and driving me need higher. I moaned and laughed.

“I love being horny!” I called out happily and received a few laughs and groans from the guys who were about to explode. Jack was behind me and propped me up to a sitting position, then lifted me up and sat me on his throbbing cock. He entered my ass easily with a groan and before I knew it, Bob had reversed himself so his legs were gong past my waist and lifted himself up and sank his own throbbing piece of manhood deep into me from the front. Don stepped up then over the tangled bodies to the only place left and crouched, placing his own hard member at mouth level. Three at once again! I took him in my mouth as we rocked back and forth then up and down with encouragement from Ron. I had an orgasm every time one of the guys did. Bang, bang, bang! I shook with pleasure as the pent up need exploded as it had not done in a very long time. For some reason this occasion really opened me up to my bodies pleasure because it seemed to roar through me longer than it had before. When the three guys were done for the time being Ron was sitting on the floor with a wide smile. I returned it and took the offered beer. I gulped over half of it and set it aside maneuvering myself across the floor and began sliding sexually up his legs. Naked and sweaty, fully intending to give him good time.

I began by helping him out of his clothes, with my teeth and then licking him from top to bottom.

“You show him roomy!” Came the call from one of the guys. I just purred in the big guy’s ear and started working my way down again, licking and sucking him until I reach his dick. It took no time for get him hard and when I tried to raise myself up on top of him I realized my leg would not bend for it. He simply lifted me completely in the air and lowered me down on him. His extra-large cock slid hotly into my extra wet pussy and his hips began moving leaving me nothing to do but be bounced on his cock with ever louder squeals of pleasure.

“Oh yeah baby, oh yeah, ah Jesus you…are aah!” We both came at the same time and the force of it was astounding and left us both gasping and panting. As I rolled off of him we thanked each other all around.  We sat and collected our breaths and drinks. After while of small talk Ron announced he had to go. Instead of letting me get up he picked me up from the floor for a hug and then sat me back down on the couch with my leg up. Naked but comfortable. When the others said goodbye after putting on their pants they came back and we all had another drink.

“So what do you guys think of fetishes?” They were silent for a moment. We were all getting drunk or I never would have brought it up.

“What kind?” Bob asked curiously.

“I don’t know. Nothing dangerous or violent. You all know I don’t do well with pain.” They agreed that pain was not ever in the cards.

“I have always liked your feet.” Jack said I wiggled my toes for him and he smiled.

“I was thinking about New Years, we really ought to do it up. Maybe costumes or fetishes. Tonight has been so amazing I want to thank you and have a good time too. Think about it my friends. I will be.” They agreed and to my amazement Jack began rubbing my feel and it felt amazing. He was then kissing them and I got astoundingly hot all over again. Then Bob was going for my tits and Don for my pussy. As my arousal once again grew higher and the guys dicks got bigger I knew that yep, New Year’s would be interesting.

Too Big, Too Deep, Too Many Men!

Too Big, Too Deep, Too Many Men!

 

NOTE TO READERS                                                                           

 

This is a new erotica story with explicit themes involving sexual erotic themes. Intended for mature audiences.

 

 

Copyright © 2014 JD

Cover image used under license from www.shutterstock.com

 

 

Too Big, Too Deep, Too Many Men!

 

            The list looked promising I thought as I scrolled down. The nice thing about this particular adult club was the variety. Clients came in and filled out a form as to how they wanted to be known. Then, if you want to, you then put your name on the house “things to do list.” That let everyone know what you were interested in for the night. Smoking weed and getting laid was common. Then again so was bondage and anything in between. It was essentially anything goes. I never listed myself beyond the name “Kitty” and a profile.

My profile said I was cheerful, silly, sexy and enjoying drinking with multiple partners. I never put my name on the “to do list.” I would rather scroll through the list and find what I was looking for myself. Then when I pick them, they see my profile and have the option of joining me for some fun.

“Hi Kitty, nice to see you again.” I looked up from the tablet I was scrolling down to see the hostess Jeanie. She was taller than I was, built about the same with long black hair and pale skin. She was wearing a blouse and slacks with high heels looking every bit the super sexy business women.

“Good to see you too. Hope all is well.” We hugged and she took the seat at the bar next to mine.

“I can’t complain. You know how it is. Business is good, as usual. Are you in town for long?” She asked.

“Nope” I answered. “I was here for a wedding and that is over. I figure spend some time at your lovely establishment and then maybe some skiing. It has been awhile.” She smiled and nodded. I doubted Jeanie even really believed what her clients told her, most of us were not using real names to begin with.

“You know darling if you would ever change your profile from hetero I would take you on all by myself.” I laughed and so did she. She was a lesbian and had hit on me before. She was a beautiful lady, I just don’t swing that way.

“If I ever switch teams you couldn’t handle me.” I asserted and she laughed again. I pointed at the ones n the list I like and she looked them order sipping her drink.

“Three virgins and two soldiers. Interesting choice. All of them are available due to their own preferences. You like the virgins?” She queried. I shrugged.

“Sure, they are fun to play with.” We both chuckled. “And they really get into it. It is exhilarating. The two soldiers are just for the hell of it. The more the merrier you know what I mean.” We both laughed. She knew my preferences for numbers.

“Well I saw you were here and a room should be ready for you by now. It is set to your usual and once you post I will send them your way as they come running. I doubt any will decline.” I finished my drink and got up and went to the room she had indicated. It was lovely of course. There plenty of couches and divans. A small pool as well as a bar with a table of things to munch on. I had already ate so that was just for the other guests.

I stood in front of one of the many mirrors and looked myself over. I was wearing layers due to the cold and also because I am just so damn cute in them. So I had on a pair of black slacks with a red button up blouse tucked in and a blue sweater buttoned to mid boobs. The bottom fringe of it just barely reaching my pants waistline. I decided on a quick change and put my hair into pig tails. Guys always like the cutesy look and virgins loved it even more. I stretched and watched the lifting of my breasts and the sweater. It looked good I decided and lowered my arms heading to the bar when two men walked in. They were European and obviously military. Short hair, stiff walk and stance and well as how polite they were.

“Hello gentlemen. You are Franz and you are Hans.” They both nodded. They had limited English their profile had said. “Great, would you like a drink?” They both nodded again so I got them both a scotch on the rocks and they seemed to enjoy it. I am always glad for the profile, it cuts down and language barrier problems at this club. Once I got them talking a little I could hear their Italian accents. I did not let them know I could speak Italian. It turns out they were on leave and had saved up for a visit to Madam’s Place. I congratulated them and it was then that the three little virgins came in. I was a little surprised that they were Americans. They were nervous and looking around, trying to assess the scene. I invited them over for a drink and introduced them to Franz and Hans as I served them the drinks mentioned on their profiles. Jack, John and Jerry liked their beer, bourbon and tequila.

I moved around the bar and talked to all three as we sipped our drinks. Well, actually I sipped mine. These guys were taking gulps. The two soldiers were starting to make moves on me but the three virgins had not quite got there. Hans was running a finger over my ass and hips and it was causing my need to rise and I smiled at them and looked over to the three Americans.

“I have an idea boys. Why don’t you make yourself comfortable on the couch over there? I will settle these gentlemen for a bit and then come join you. In fact I bet you will like the show!” They laughed but agreed, as I knew they would. I turned back to the men still seated at the bar. I ran my hands up their thighs nudging their crotches each time causing them to twitch a moment and then grin. I could feel them getting hard in their pants. They were beginning to caress and touch me, squeezing my boobs and ass as I leaned into them. Since everyone here was screened carefully, up to and including health issues I felt completely safe… Hans and Franz were groaning as they got harder and I grabbed each one by the belt and tugged them off the bar stools.

“Come with me boys. This way, you’ll see. I don’t want to wait for you all night.” I led them to a little three seat couch across from the three virgins. I undid their pants and let them fall to the floor with their shorts. Then I sat them down with a gentle push. As I lowered myself to my knees in front of them I grinned at them to let them know the fun was about to begin. I reached forward and began giving them hand jobs to get them a little further along and then leaned over Hans on the right. (Maybe it was Franz.) I asked him if he would mind me giving him a blow job. He smiled wide and as I leaned forward the other guy tapped my shoulder. I looked over with his dick still in that hand and he pointed to behind me.

“Would you mind from behind?” I grinned, liking his style and stood, dropped my pants and panties, then got back in position. Both men were grinning now and I bent to the cock waiting for my attention. The other guy was behind me and I felt a wet finger reach between my things to my pussy and I was thankful for that as I bobbed my head up and down. The guy whose dick I had in my mouth had grabbed my pony tails, one in each hand and was holding on like he was riding a horse. Both of them were groaning and moaning along with me and soon the guy behind me came with a lot of impressive force that caused me to orgasm immediately and I stiffened with the guy in front of me was gasping and soon after he too went off in my mouth. He tasted a little like asparagus.

“Thank you gentlemen.” I told them as I lifted my head and reached for one of the many towels that ere around. I wiped my mouth and winked at them both.

“Meet you over there in a bit?” I pointed to the pool and they were in agreement. Then I stood and collected my cloths. Well, pants and panties anyway. I tossed the pants on a chair and put the panties back on. Nothing above the waist had come off so I removed the sweater, leaving the blouse and bra still on. I am sure I looked strange and sexy to the newbies.  Fully dressed above and not so much below.

“Ready for a ride gentlemen. One of you can go first as long as the other two help me with myself.” They had been gulping their drinks and were quite ready after watching me with the two soldiers.

“Ok, who is first? I will need the other two to help me if you could.” Jack wanted to go first so I told him to strip and had the other two strip me if they wanted. They did, of course. They were not stupid.

“One button at a time John worked on my blouse and my hand went down the back of his pants, obviously exciting him. Jerry was caressing my ass as he slid my panties back down and I slid my free hand down the front of his pants. He began getting hard as my blouse was completely unbuttoned. I removed my hands from their pants and told them I would be right back. John patted my on the ass as I walked to Jack. I made sure my hips were swaying and licking my lips. I pushed him down on the couch and smiled wickedly at him. He was a little drunk and returned it. I climbed on top of him, sitting on his lap and so his view was very close as I undid my bra and my tits were suddenly in his face. He groaned and wrapped his arms around me, pressing his face in my tits.  Sloppily licking and squeezing in a way that I found both endearing and very arousing. I could feel his dick getting harder against my thigh so I raised myself up and urged him to lay back on the couch. Once he did I straddled him.

“Time to launch buddy.”

“Oh this is amazing, I oh wow!” He said as I positioned him under me and mounted his stiff cock. He slid in nicely and while he wasn’t the longest I have had he was very thick which was always good. His rhythm was off so I had to correct for that, but my pleasure came shortly before he finally blew his wad deep inside me. He cried out as it happened and sunk back in gasping amazement. I just loved virgins, they make feel appreciated.

By now both of the other guys were ready to go. I decided to kill two birds with one stone and double my own pleasure again. Jerry was pushed onto his back and I told John that I hoped he had been watching Hans or Franz enter me from behind. I leaned over Jerry and began licking his balls and working my way to his hardening penis. As soon as he was ready I took it in my mouth and he moaned. John finally caught up and I felt him enter my from behind. His aim was off and he actually entering my behind. That was fine with me however, that was fun to and my desires and lusts were hot and ready so as I pumped my head up and down on Jerry’s solid member John was entering me in the behind and my arousal grew to a feverish peak as it took both of them to get off. Feeling the cum in my mouth and the pressure from Johns orgasm in my rear set me off and I had my own orgasm and enjoyed the wave of pleasure I always felt in these wonderful situations. We finished up and separated.

“That was great!” Said John.

“Amazing too!” Jerry chimed in. I smiled and thanked them.

“I would suggest some coffee and maybe a swim to get yourself ready for another round boys. That is what I am going to do.” I picked up my remaining cloths and went to get a drink. I also let them know about the closets, one for male and the other for female with robes inside. I grabbed a silk short robe that just came past my ass and barely covered my tits. The two Italians with German names joined us dripping from the pool and ate some snacks. I thought that was a good idea so we all snacked a bit and finished our strong coffees before I thought about pouring drinks again. Then I had an idea.

“Have any of you gentleman ever heard of a tequila popper?” None had and it made me a little disappointed with today’s youth.

“Normally you put a shot of tequila in the shot glass. Add a touch of sprite for the carbonation and slam it om the bar. You drink it immediately so it doesn’t foam over it is fun. I will show you.” So I did two in quick succession and the men were impressed. Then I climbed on the bar and sat in front of the first of them.

“I am going to do this one a little different.” When I added the soda I capped it with my tit instead of a paper towel and shook it real quick and handed it to John. He tossed it off while the others laughed. So I moved down the bar until everyone had a shot. I then worked my way down making them try and lift a shot of tequila from where I nestled it between my lovely tits. They could not use their hands. When I got to Jerry he spilled it all over me.

“Oh man I am so sorry, I…” He began.

“No worried Jerry. You do have to lick it off of me though.” he grinned and climbed up on the bar to the laughter of everyone else, including me. I lay back and let him go to work. John complained that that wasn’t fair so I invited everyone. Before I knew it I had been spilled on several times and everyone was licking me off. This was an incredible turn on.

I informed a very ready Jerry I was good to go and he mounted me on the bar. Hans, or Franz knelt above my head so I could give him some head. Jerry had found a rhythm that was pounding vibrations through my whole body and my sucking took the same rhythm to the Italians rigid cock. The remaining three were cheering which was the second time that had happened to me. The boys got off but I wasn’t near done yet and I wanted to try a good threesome.

“Ok guys, you three, let’s try something different.” Ever since the first time I tried three at once I just loved to finish off the night with it.

“OK, ready. I know I am!” They all agreed and I lay forward so an already stiff John could enter me and then leaning forward to take the other Italian guy in my mouth. The last virgin mounted me on top in the rear and they got the rhythm right. Each plunge of their hot cocks went deep and satisfyingly into me and when they shot off they did it one at a time. The Italian came in my mouth and soon after John went off like a gun in my pussy. I began an orgasm and pulled my mouth away from the Italian dick and cried out my pleasure as then, the final one, went off in my ass and it was incredible.

Life is absolutely amazing some days!

Ravaged by the Groomsmen

Ravaged by the Groomsmen

 

Jessie

Dame

 

NOTE TO READERS                                                                                 

 

Ravaged by the Groomsmen is a new erotica story with explicit themes involving sex. Intended for mature audiences.

 

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

 

This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

 

Copyright © 2014 Jessie Dame

Cover image used under license from www.shutterstock.com

 

 

 

SUMMARY

 

My wedding day was all planned out. What I didn’t expect were all the groomsmen bending me over in front of my fiancée…

 

Finally its Jill’s wedding day. The bells were ringing and the white dress ready to go. Unfortunately for Jill, the groomsmen had a different plan in mind.

They wanted her hard and without protection before her fiancée could have his turn with her.

 

What happens when Jill sees all the groomsmen walk into the changing room with bulging groins? Will Jill be too sore from the pounding to be able to continue with the ceremony? Can she even walk straight down the aisle after being penetrated, plugged and pounded all afternoon?

 

 

Ravaged by the Groomsmen

 

“Jill! You need to go finish getting ready! I don’t know where the groomsmen went off to. I’m guessing they are getting ready too.”

My friend Jamie was one of my bridesmaids. She was just heading out to go help decorating somewhere else. I had too much on my mind to try to coordinate the groomsmen as well. They would have to figure things out themselves. I just hoped to god they weren’t going to fuck it all up.

I slipped on my white dress. It looked absolutely stunning. Everything was going to go just fine.

Reaching behind my back, I zipped up the zipper and turned in the mirror. The dress looked just like it did when I tried it on in the store. Good. I didn’t gain any weight.

My white dress was perfect. Little frills ran down the sides with a long trail behind it. Everything was absolutely stunning.

I couldn’t wait to see Jack’s face as I tightened my bra strap behind my back.

All my friends were finishing up the decorations over at the after party for when the ceremony was over. Now all I had to do was walk down the aisle…

Smiling and humming to myself I bounced my curly hair in the mirror just to make sure everything was absolutely perfect. It was. I was finally ready.

I heard footsteps in the hall. Nobody was supposed to be here.

“H… hello?” I called out nervously.

I saw a face peek around the corner – It was Jack.

“Get out! You aren’t supposed to see the dress before the ceremony!”

A grin spread across his face, “I told you the ceremony starts in an hour, but I lied. It starts in several hours. That means we have some time to have a bit of fun before…”—

I cut Jack off, “We can’t do that! Jack! We need to wait until the honeymoon! We’ve been waiting years to have sex… we can’t do it now… we are so close to actually being married…”

Jack’s smile caught me off guard. He normally wasn’t like this, but I guess he is a guy. Guys are like that at the weirdest times.

Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if I fucked him right here in the Church.

No. I can’t do it! Not now. We’ve waited too long.

“No. I won’t do it Jack. Let’s wait.”

The massive bulge in his pants went down as did his smile, “Alright… I guess I can wait until tonight.”

I nodded in reply.

Jack turned as he started to walk out of the room, “I’ll be waiting in the sanctuary. See you in a bit. Sorry…”

I didn’t say anything as he left the room. He should have known better.

What am I going to do now? I have several hours to burn. Go figure I actually am horny now.

Sitting down on a bench I slid my finger up underneath the dress and pulled my white frilled lingerie to the side. I was prepared for tonight.

I slid my finger up my slit from the bottom up to the top and leaned my back up against the wall. Raising my foot up on the bench I was able to spread and easily reach my pussy.

If anyone would have walked in the door I would have been caught. Good thing only Jack was here and he was in the other room. No way would he venture back in here after all that grief I gave him.

I pressed my finger up inside my pussy, running it along the top of my walls. Moaning softly to myself in pleasure, I tried my best to keep quiet. I couldn’t let him know I was in here fingering myself.

Listening intently while I twirled my fingers around my clit and my other hand inside my pussy, I felt my climax approaching. Yes… this will start my wedding day off right…

I heard something coming from the closet on the far side of the room. A rustle followed by a grunt.

The door swung open just as I came. My juices drizzled down my leg as I released a deep sigh of relief.

Out came the three groomsmen. Each larger than the last.

They were standing there, each with their hands on their package. I didn’t know their names. They were Jack’s friends.

“What the…”

That’s all I could muster as I watched the three men step out of the closet and start walking towards me.

I completely forgot about both of my hands playing with my pussy as I saw their massive cocks hanging between their legs out of their pants.

With a grunt, I watched as the first man walked up to me and held out its cock. I looked at the man quizzically as he came closer and closer.

The thought of screaming crossed my mind as the man grabbed my hips and immediately pushed his thick warm cock into my pussy.

It was my wedding day, and things were going to go my way. So I let them have their way with me as I watched the second man step beside me and grabbed my hand. Immediately my hand went to work on the second man as the third stood behind the two and stroked himself.

The man withdrew his cock after a moment and stepped backwards then went down on all fours in front of me.

My legs were still open from when I was fingering myself.

Almost immediately his tongue slithered out of his mouth and licked all the way from the bottom to the top. Oh. My. God. No. Fucking. Way.

One of the other men walked over and stood me up in front of him. Much like the first, the man sniffed at my body with a grin, then went behind me. I felt warm air hit my anus as his mouth went between my cheeks.

What can I do!? If I run – I’m dead. If I scream – god knows what would happen… I’ll just wait. Hopefully they don’t kill me.

I ran my hand over the man’s thick hair on his head in an attempt to keep him calm. He looked up at me and locked eyes before going back to my pussy. Licking over and over, the man seemed content.

Feeling a long tongue slide up between my cheeks, the man behind me must be content as well.

The man grinned at me, or at least what I thought was a grin. His mouth spread wide, baring his white teeth and stood up then wrapped his arms around me. The man behind me walked out of the way as the man pushed me backwards onto my back slowly.

Something warm ran against my wet slit. Jesus, the man is turned on by me. I’ll go along with this for now. It’s better than being dead I suppose.

I reached down and grabbed the man’s thick shaft and ran my thumb along the large vein on the bottom.

Jesus – this is like something out of an odd erotica story you would read online!

Stroking the man’s hair with my hand, I figured it would be best to just get him off, and then try to get away somehow. Most men sleep right after they get off, maybe if I were to just keep stroking him…

The man’s cock hardened in my fingers as I twisted and pulled at the long shaft. Making long motions with my hand, I felt his breath quicken in front of my face. His hips grinded against mine as I felt the man push his hard cock up against my pussy while I stroked him as fast as I could.

My pussy was still wet from when I was fingering myself. How can I still be wet?! Are these men turning me on as well?

I felt the hard cock press harder on my panties as it grinded on me. Unable to control myself any longer, I pulled my panties to the side and allowed the thick shaft to slide inside. I felt every ridge; bump and area on the cock enter inside me as my walls tightened around the dick.

“Oh fuck…” I whispered as the man continued to slide deeper and deeper into my pussy. My muscles tightened as I wrapped my arms around the man and held his body to mine. Opening my mouth again, no words came out as I held my breath. The sheer size of the man had me breathless. I had never taken a dick this big.

The other man paced in the room, almost as if waiting for his turn with me.

I heard someone coming into the room. Quickly looking over, I saw Jack. Unable to speak from the sheer amount of pleasure, I watched as his eyes grew large. He ran down the stairs and grabbed the bat just as the other man jumped on him and held him to the ground.

The cock slid in and out of my pussy slowly as I watched the scene unfold. Unable to focus on both situations, I chose to immerse myself in the pleasure the man was giving me. Fuck Jack. He was never a real man.

Jack looked over at me, “Babe! I love you! Why are you doing this!?”

I glanced over at him, “I’m sure you could never satisfy me in bed. These men seem to have no problem with it.”

His eyes welled up with tears, “But… but…”

I wrapped my arm around the man’s neck and held his head towards my chest. His tongue ran circles around my nipples as he sucked and nibbled on them.

Staring at Jack I mocked him, “But… But… Shut up! Your cock is simply too small. These men have cocks nearly three times your size. You have never been able to satisfy me and you never will.”

Perhaps it was just the sex high I was experiencing or maybe it was something else, but I just didn’t care about anything other than the sex.

The man thrusted inside me deeper as I told Jack how insufficient he was at sex… which he was probably. I grabbed the man’s hips and held his cock deep inside me. The feeling was intense as I felt every inch of him using my pussy for his own pleasure.

I watched as the other man stood up off of Jack and proceeded to circle around the man and me.

Grunting with pleasure, the man on top of me rolled me over. I was now on top of the man, riding him. Placing my hands on his chest and grabbing onto his hair, I looked over at Jack, “Are you watching? You better be. You can learn something from these men.”

Jack sat on the floor and crossed his legs with tears in his eyes, “I am. I don’t know if I can watch this though, it hurts so much.”

My pussy clenched tightly around the cock as I felt my walls constrict. Oh fuck… this man is going to make me cum.

Ripples of pleasure spread throughout my fingers and toes as I rode the man, gliding up and down on his thick shaft with ease. Jack could never fuck me like this.

The man held onto my hips and started thrusting inside me, faster and faster. My walls tightened hard on the cock and gripped him. Moaning loudly, I felt myself start to squirt on the thick shaft. Massaging him with my walls, I couldn’t help but scream in pleasure.

Jack stood up and held on onto his ears as he paced around the room whispering to himself. “Are you watching this?! Take your hands off your ears and listen to how a woman screams in orgasm! You will never been able to do this for me this well!!”

I grabbed onto the man tighter and rode him like a bucking bronco. My body jerked wildly back and forth as sweat poured down the man’s face.

He pulled my body towards his and exposed my anus in the air. Grunting loudly, I looked over my shoulder at the other man. The man had his cock in his hand, flitting it around my anus.

I felt the cock slide into my ass easily as the juices from my pussy had already lubed the area well. Plunging inside, my body straightened in pleasure. “Are you watching this Jack? Fucking watch and don’t look away. This is how to get a woman off!”

Immediately I went into a full on orgasm as the cocks slid in and out of my pussy and anus at varying speeds. Unable to control my body, I grabbed onto the man’s shoulders and rammed myself down on the cocks. They both pushed up inside me deeper than any other man has ever been… especially Jack.

Grinning at him, he continued to pace in circles around the room, occasionally glancing in our direction as he shook his head in shame.

I looked over at Jack, “Grow a bigger dick and learn how to fuck, then maybe someday you can get a woman half as good as me.”

He replied softly under his breath, “I… I don’t know…”

“Shut up,” I said, “you will never know how to treat a woman right. You must be gay. Are you fucking gay?”

Jack looked at me, near the point of sobbing uncontrollably, “I’m not gay!”

The cocks ran in and out of my holes, penetrating my inner being with every thrust. Ripples of pleasure spread through my body as they used me for their own needs.

“You sure act like you are gay. See these men? They aren’t even human and they sure know how to fuck a woman right. They act like real men should.”

My body jerked wildly up and down on the cocks as they fucked me without remorse. The man under me suddenly tightened within my pussy. I felt an explosion within me as the cock started shooting its hot sperm inside. With every thrust, I felt more of the cum spray into my pussy.

“This is what a real fucking is! You see this!”

Jack looked over at my swollen cum filled pussy. His eyes went wide, “Please! Please stop! Oh god, I can’t do this… no way… oh god! They are cumming inside you!”

I rammed my ass down on the cock again, sending the shaft fully inside me. With a grin on my face, I felt the shaft inside my anus tighten.

Quickly turning myself about, I pulled myself off the two cocks and grabbed the one about to explode with orgasm. Sucking it into my mouth, I felt it tighten again.

Jack turned towards me and stared with his mouth open, “Oh god no… don’t do that! Please!”

With a smile on my lips and my hand stroking the shaft, the man started pumping himself onto my tongue. Over and over he came, filling my mouth to the brim as Jack stared at us with his puffy red eyes.

I looked over at him and swallowed the cum. Licking my lips, I grabbed the cock and stroked it for every last drop, squeezing it tightly to ensure I had everything.

Jack put his hands on his head, “You won’t even do that for me…”

The man wrapped his arms around my stomach, holding me as I watched Jack hang his head in shame.

My pussy started to drip cum onto the floor.

I pointed at Jack, “You know what happens now. You are on cleanup duty.”

He nodded, “Ok…”

The man saw what was going on and walked over to Jack and grabbed his hand, pulling him over to the dripping cum.

Jack ran his tongue along the floor with the beast’s hand on his head.

“Get every last bit. When you are done, get my pussy too. You can finally taste what real cum tastes like.”

I watched as Jack cleaned the floor with his mouth, then finally rolled over on his back and opened his mouth. Squeezing my pussy tightly, I milked out my cum and dripped onto his tongue.

Jack gagged loudly and coughed while he cried, “Please… no more! I can’t do this!”

I grabbed his head and pushed it into my cum filled pussy, “Lick it out! Taste a real man’s cum!”

He cried while his face was buried inside my wet slit. Serves him right. I can’t believe he is actually going along with this. The bitch needs to be taught a lesson. Maybe from here on out he will step up and treat me right.

Jack pulled his head out and backed up, “Did I do ok?”

Looking down at him, I watched as he gagged on the man’s cum., “Jesus Christ. Do I have to teach you everything? You missed a fucking spot,”—I shoved his nose to a cum spot on the floor—“clean that shit up!”

He slipped his tongue out of his mouth and licked the cum off the floor then looked up at me, “Good?”

“I guess it won’t get any better,” I replied firmly as I ran my fingers over the man’s hands on my chest. He was massaging my nipples between his fingers, keeping them hard for him as I told Jack what to do.

With a smile on my face, I watched as Jack left the room leaving me with the men.

Finally, a good way to end a good day.

Shit.

I heard the ceremony music start playing.

The wedding.

Ravaged by Strangers On Easter

Ravaged by Strangers

On Easter

 

Jessie

Dame

 

NOTE TO READERS                                                                                 

 

Ravaged by Strangers on Easter is a new erotica story with explicit themes involving sex. Intended for mature audiences.

 

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

 

This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

 

Copyright © 2014 Jessie Dame

Cover image used under license from www.shutterstock.com

 

 

 

SUMMARY

 

Emily’s Easter was much different this year. She was bound, pounded and used – but she loved it.

 

After a long week at work Emily kicks back to relax for the holiday. Much to her surprise, she finds several men in the basement wanting more than just to steal a few things.

 

What happens when Emily is railed and hammered beyond her wildest imagination with multiple men? This hot and heavy, deep and without protection sort of time isn’t what she’s used to. Can she even walk straight after this?

 

Ravaged by Strangers

On Easter

 

I watched my parents gather up their suitcases as they bickered to each other. Finally they were leaving. I haven’t had any time to myself since I got back from college. Go figure both of my parents worked from home.

With a smile on my face, I spaced out and nodded as they went over a checklist of all the chores I needed to get done before they got back. Yeah right. Like I was going to do any of that. More like I was going to go straight to my bedroom and turn on some porn then go to town.

When I was a kid they removed the door on my bedroom so I couldn’t go off and do bad things that young girls like to do when they are young and horny. After I got back from college, the door was still off and I didn’t have the nerve to ask my dad to put it back on there. How embarrassing would that be? “Hey dad? Can you put the door back on my bedroom so I can get myself off with some privacy?”

No thanks. I’ll just wait till I have enough money to get out of this place. It wouldn’t be much longer.

“Alright hunny, we are leaving,” my dad says as he kisses me on the forehead and picks up his bag. Mother does the same. Always the sappy kiss on the forehead. Whatever.

I watched them step outside and close the door.

As soon as the front door shut, I quickly ran up the stairs to my bedroom.

Finally my parents are gone! I can have some peace and quiet.

I jumped backwards onto my bed and grabbed the little pink dildo hiding under my pillow. Smiling to myself, I closed my eyes and thought of my boyfriend Jack.

Cool breezes flew through the window and ran over my bare chest as I clicked on my toy and slid it up over my panties.

My other hand ran up my chest and massaged my breasts as I thought about Jack’s large cock deep inside me.

Even though we haven’t had sex yet, I still fantasized about it all the time. He was the epitome of sexy in my book. The perfect guy. He had to have a huge cock from the look of the bulge in his pants all the time… and don’t even get me started about that ass. Damn.

I slowly slide the vibrator inside my pussy as my back arched in pleasure. Tiny black dots appeared in my vision as the world around me seemed to slow as I approached an intense orgasm.

Finally release.

Curling my toes I felt the intense buildup suddenly explode within my body just as I heard a loud crash come from downstairs.

What the hell! My parents are gone for the weekend. I should be alone.

I should have just called the cops. I didn’t.

Taking matters into my own hands, I slid my skirt back on and placed the vibe on my bedside table.

I peeked around the corner from the bedroom and listened intently. It was quiet.

The only sound I heard was faint church bells ringing in the distance. It is Easter after all.

Picking up my brother’s wooden baseball bat, I headed down the stairs and to the basement door. Slowly opening the door to the basement I stopped and listened again. Still complete silence.

Maybe the sound was all in my head? It is possible I suppose.

I crept down the stairs and turned around the corner.

The light flickered, casting long dark shadows into the depths of the basement. My eye caught movement.

Something was down there, and that something was big.

I stood there, peering around the corner as I heard another noise. It sounded like something falling to the floor and breaking open. Similar to how an egg would sound if it was dropped to the floor in the kitchen.

“Hello?” I called out into the darkness.

No reply.

I felt a chill run up my spine as I gripped my bat tighter.

Normally I wouldn’t be such a pussy, but today felt different. Something wasn’t right here.

Stepping around the corner and staring in the direction of the movement I crept closer.

Whoever was there, I was going to beat the shit out of them. No way was anyone or anything going to fuck up my Easter holiday. No way in hell was I going to be sitting in a police station giving statements. I deserved this weekend and nobody was going to take that away from me.

“Whoever is there, get the fuck out!” I yelled.

My hand trembled as I held the bat up over my shoulder in preparation for beating the shit out of whatever was back in that dark corner.

Thump thump thump

I heard something fly across the floor to the other side of the basement.

My eyes barely tracked the movement as it flew so quickly. The cool damp air of the room rose chills on my arms as I turned and looked to where the person or thing went.

Another dark corner.

“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” I sung to myself under my breath as I moved towards the dark corner.

Without hesitation, I jumped into the shadows and swung my bat as hard as I could.

I hit nothing.

But something hit me and threw me onto my stomach.

I felt something jackhammering me from behind with lightning fast speed.

It hit my panties several times, then a hole formed and within seconds the man had penetrated me.

The warm sensation of a thick shaft entering my pussy grew suddenly very pleasurable as I laid there on the ground in my basement moaning loudly.

Whatever this thing was, I was suddenly more than alright with it.

I still couldn’t see the man, but it felt human.

My head turned towards another sound similar to the one I heard earlier. It was another egg. The egg fell from a basket held up near my head.

What the fuck is going on here?!

The basket swung back and forth as the man railed into me over and over. My pussy tightened as I felt myself dripping juices onto the floor.

My breathing quickened as I watched the large man’s feet pound on the ground to my left and right. I was actually enjoying this. As odd as it all was, I kind of liked it.

Does that make me a really fucked up person? If so – I didn’t care. I went with it. I was going to have a damned good Easter weekend after all.

The man flipped me over onto my back.

Finally I got a decent look at the man from a small ray of light pouring in through the basement window.

Sure enough – it was the Easter Man.

It was a man, just like I told my kids. Oddly enough, he was extremely attractive. He had a basket full of eggs… the whole thing looked like something out of a damned fairy tale. Something fake. Something not real. Something… mythical. But alas, it was real – and he wanted me.

I felt the man’s cock press back into my pussy. Immediately he started railing into me again at lightning speed.

Even the fastest man I had ever been with was nowhere near this fast.

The cock tightened within me and began exploding hot milky cum deep inside my pussy over and over.

Grunting loudly, the man didn’t stop. He kept going.

Easter eggs flew all over the basement.

How the hell would I explain this mess to my parents!?

The Easter Man stopped for a moment, then immediately went back to work on my pussy without hesitation. I spread my legs and ran my finger down over my wet slit. The cock was thick, veiny and had small ridges and bumps up the side. It almost felt like one of those really expensive pleasure-dildos.

I screamed out as I felt my pussy clench around the cock.

Squirting hard onto the shaft as I came, I felt my body bucking around like a wild out of control bronco.

I reached up and grabbed the fur on the man’s chest and twirled it around in my hand. The man replied with grabbing my hair and pulling hard as it pounded into me over and over.

Each thrust grew harder and faster as the man sped into my pussy with blinding speed. Hours felt like minutes as time ticked by.

Finally I felt myself ready to cum again. The coveted orgasm I always loved.

Reaching the pinnacle of the mountain I screamed out in pleasure, moaning, groaning and bucking my hips into the man as he laid on top of me pounding without remorse or care.

The man’s cock tightened just as my pussy did. We came together. Massive bursts of hot cum from the man along with my soft warm cum from my slit mixed together into the perfect lube.

Our cum spurted out of my pussy with each thrust and ran down over my anus.

The Easter Man must have noticed as he immediately pulled out his cock and pressed into my ass. Slowly at first, then faster and faster.

I moaned loudly. I had never done anal before, but damn – I could get used to this.

The cock slid into me and started to pick up speed.

Lightning fast, full on balls-deep thrusting motions into my anus never seemed to end as little black stars swam in my vision.

Smells of sex and pleasure, erotic desire and lust filled the room as I laid there on my back pounded by the massive man.

Eggs continued to fly all around the room as the man ravaged my anus the best it could.

I felt the long shaft tighten again.

“Jesus!” I yelled at the man as I grabbed onto his hair.

The man exploded within me again. My second hole filled.

I had to have one taste. Just one.

Pushing the man backwards onto his back, I pulled the cock into my mouth as it sprayed milky white cum into the air.

I sucked as hard as I could. I wanted at least one drop. Please. Just one.

The man gave it to me as he pumped his cum into my mouth as I stroked the thick vein on his cock.

The man groaned in pleasure as his hips started to slow in motion.

Yes.

I had done it.

I survived the Easter Man.

Looking around the room as I crossed my legs on the floor and sat there, breathing heavily, I realized there was such a mess.

Pools of cum. Splattered eggs.

My parents were going to shit themselves.

I glanced back over at the massive man. He laid there on the ground with his eyes closed panting heavily.

I done wore out the Easter Man.

Grinning to myself I stood up and stretched.

Cum poured out of my pussy and anus as I did so.

I laughed and grabbed my skirt. Pressing it up against my pussy, I ran up the stairs trying not to make an even bigger mess.

In my bedroom I stepped into a nice hot shower. What a way to end the day. That wasn’t expected at all. I thought it was going to be such a relaxing evening with my little vibrator. Maybe call over my boyfriend tomorrow…

He can have the sloppy seconds, I don’t care.

I rinsed off my hair and the cum off my body then stepped out of the shower.

Looking into the bedroom I saw the man again, but this time there was another man just like him to his left.

Fuck.

Both of them?

“Let’s do this!” I yelled and ran over to the bed.

Each man grabbed his thick cock dangling between his legs and started stroking itself hard as I sat down on the bed and spread my legs.

The men jumped onto the bed, one under me and the other on top.

Immediately they went to work. I felt a thick cock slide into my pussy and another cock into my anus.

With lightning speed, both dicks went from zero to sixty pounding the shit out of me. I moaned in pleasure as I reached down and twirled my fingers around my clit.

Within seconds I was cumming again. The cocks tightened hard as they felt my pussy milking their cocks with the clenching orgasm.

I screamed in pleasure as I came.

Bucking my hips against the two cocks, I did my best to get them deeper as they flew with such incredible speed into my holes.

I reached up and grabbed the man on top of me and pulled his face down to mine.

The smell of honey and an odd perfumy cologne filled my nose as I did so. I pressed his mouth into mine and curled my tongue around his.

Moaning loudly again, I felt the cock deep within my ass start to tighten then release, tighten then release, tighten then…

The man came inside me, shooting cum deep into my anus. The thought and feeling of it all hit my head like a ton of bricks sending me reeling into pleasure town.

Everything seemed to stop for a moment as I came again. I couldn’t stop cumming. No man has ever been able to do this for me.

I felt my cum slide down and pool under my ass on the bed, making everything wet and soft.

Grasping the fur between my fingers, I grunted in pain and pleasure. Both of my holes were sore and puffy at this point.

The cock in my pussy tightened again and squirted over and over into me.

How many times could this man cum!?

Apparently way more than just once.

The men pulled out and unleashed a dam of cum from my pussy and anus as they stood up by the side of the bed.

Picking up their baskets, I watched them simply just leave the room.

I laid there shaking from the aftereffects of the orgasms ravaging my body.

Twirling my finger around my clit for one last orgasm, I realized I had none left. I was exhausted and completely spent.

Within moments I heard the doorbell ring.

Fuck. Parents? No… no way could they be home already.

I wrapped myself in a white towel and ran down the stairs to see who was there. Maybe it was the mail?

Opening the door I saw a man standing there. It was my damned boyfriend.

“Hey,” he said as he leaned in for a kiss.

I obliged, as much as I didn’t want to at the time. All I wanted to do was go lay down in bed and nap.

Normally I’m not the sleep-after-sex kind of girl, but damn. I was beat.

“Now is… not a good time,” I said as I turned away from him.

He smiled and hugged me from behind, kissing my neck as he reached his hands around and cupped my sore breasts.

“Seriously… I can’t right now,” I whispered.

We had never had sex before, and today was certainly not the day for that.

“But come on!” He said as he turned me around and looked into my eyes.

I replied quickly, “No. Seriously – no.”

He turned and started walking away, “Fine… bitch.”

Wow. What an ass. Fuck that guy.

I walked back into the house and saw the two Easter Men standing there.

“What do you guys want? More?”

Both men stood there, just staring at me as I let go of the towel.

Taking both of their hands, I walked up towards the bedroom to continue the amazing weekend that had just started…

Ravaged by the Gang In Prison

Ravaged by the Gang

In Prison

 

Jessie

Dame

 

NOTE TO READERS                                                                                 

 

Ravaged by the Gang in Prison is a new erotica story with explicit themes involving sex. Intended for mature audiences.

 

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

 

This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

 

Copyright © 2014 Jessie Dame

Cover image used under license from www.shutterstock.com

 

 

 

SUMMARY

 

The guards turned out the lights and opened the cells. I heard one of them yell, “Playtime boys!”

 

Jess, the only women in an all-male prison finds herself surrounded by a prison gang late at night after the guards open all the cells.

Pent up for way too long these men find Jess to be a suitable toy for them to play with hard and without protection.

 

What happens when the lights go out? Can she handle thirteen men?

 

Ravaged by the Gang

In Prison

 

My cuffed hands swung behind my back as the yard closed for the night.

Men poured around me, heading inside back to their cells. It was almost time.

Time for what? Well, you’ll eventually see what happens when the lights go out, but trust me. It’s not pretty. It’s a time that I don’t particularly enjoy.

When the lights go out, the cell doors open. Fortunately mine never did. Unfortunately for me, tonight was different.

I heard a loud clang from the guard banging against another inmate’s cell door as the guard locked us in for the night. Laughter, cursing and spitting ensued. It was prison alright.

Men were being men… but me? I was curled up in the corner of my cell with my knees against my chest watching the whole thing go down. I didn’t want to get involved.

Being the only woman in this small prison had its benefits. It meant the men paying extra attention to me and giving me things such as massages or extra desserts in hopes of me returning the favor through sex.

I never did.

I was here to do my time and get out.

You see, just a few days ago I was sent here. I was given the choice to go to an all-women prison, or go here to this all-male prison. I chose this one simply because it meant less processing time and in the end, less time in jail.

I can deal with the men being rough. The thing I couldn’t deal with was when the lights go out.

Every night the lights go out and the prison guards open the cell doors. I could hear the men jerking off as they looked at me through my cell door. Their eyes glinted off the moonlight. The whole ordeal was very unnerving.

The guards always left my cell door closed… until tonight.

 

I watched the cell doors all swing open at the same time. It happened every night. This night was different. My cell door swung open as well.

Immediately pressing my body up against the wall, I waited and listened.

Within moments I heard the men coming. Footsteps approached my cell door. One at a time.

I was terrified.

My heart raced as heard the men talking amongst each other about what they were going to do to me.

Were they coming for me next? They had to have been talking about me.

What was going to happen to me? Would I even make it out of this alive?

I reached under the bed and grabbed a small shiv I carved out of my toothbrush. It wasn’t much protection, but it was better than nothing.

Holding the shiv out in front of me I listened. Everything went quiet.

You know that part in every scary movie where everything goes silent and you just know something bad is about to happen?

Yeah – that’s what happened.

My adrenaline started pumping into overdrive as I saw the shadows approach my cell.

Yesterday I counted thirteen men.

Each of those thirteen men had needs. Needs that I could help them address.

I knew what was going to happen even though I swore I hoped it wouldn’t.

Little did I know, but I was about to have the best damned night of my entire life.

 

I watched as the men poured into the room. Each one’s cock was larger and thicker than the last. Massive hairy sacks dangled between their legs as they walked in and surrounded me.

The smell of all that was man filled the room as I pulled myself out of the corner of the room and sat on the bed.

Spreading my legs for the men, I watched as the first one came. He walked over and immediately pressed his mouth into my pussy.

It felt like something directly out of some sort of weird story you would read online or a news broadcast about some woman in prison being used for sex. But at the same time, it was happening to me in reality. It was real.

My mind was flying around in all directions as the massive man ran his tongue up from my anus to the tip of my slit. His nose pressed in deep on my clit and breathed warm air inside.

I couldn’t resist. It actually felt… good.

Perhaps it wouldn’t be quite so bad fucking these men. Perhaps I would live to see another day… perhaps.

I felt another man press up against my chest and twirl my nipples around with his tongue. Slowly biting down on my nipple, I felt I pang of pain shoot up from my chest. The pain and pleasure mixed together into something unlike anything I had ever felt before. It was quite glorious.

Grabbing the man’s head, I pressed him into my pussy as I leaned my head back against the cell’s concrete wall.

Prison. Who would have thought this would happen?

Another man entered the room and lay down on the bed stroking his cock between his thick tattooed fingers. Grunting and nodding at me, I knew what he wanted. He wanted me on top of his cock. I obliged gratefully.

Standing up and pushing the first man off of my pussy, I walked over and sat down directly onto the man’s dick.

It went deep. Real deep.

I felt the man’s arms bulge as he lifted me into the air then slammed me back down onto the thick shaft. Pain exploded within my pussy as my walls stretched to compensate for the sheer size of his cock.

Moaning in pleasure I felt the pain start to subside as my pussy was finally stretched to the right size. See? I could be a good little girl and get the job done without much fuss.

I reached forward and grabbed one of the men’s cocks and pulled it into my mouth. The man walked forward and pressed his cock deeper. I wrapped my fingers around the shaft and stroked it hard as I ran it in and out.

The man grabbed the back of my head and slowly pressed the dick deeper down into my throat. I had done this sort of… thing in the past, but never with a dick so large.

Looking up at the man, I saw his crooked teeth and bald tattooed head. I’m sure he had seen some shit. I was sure of it.

I took the cock like a champ though. I opened my throat and sucked it all the way down as I felt the cock tense within me.

The man grunted.

I guess that meant I was doing a good enough job to where he didn’t want to kill me… I guess.

Moaning softly from the pleasure between my legs, I felt my hips starting to move involuntarily. I grinded upon the men as I took a cock from all angles.

I glanced up at the clock. 12:10 a.m. The men always went back to their cells at 12:30 a.m. when the guards came back from their break. All I had to do was last another twenty minutes.

The men all withdrew and allowed new, fresh men to come into the room. I guess they knew how to take turns at least.

My legs stayed spread open for the men that entered.

Finally the room had enough light to where I could see the features of the men surrounding me as small lights flickered on above me. Each man was covered in tattoos, thick and muscular. They were a gang. The men were actually fairly attractive in an odd sort of way. It’s the attraction that I would get if I saw a construction worker sweating and lifting something heavy. That sort of man always turned me on. Every time I saw a man busting his ass like that, I would imagine him doing the same grinding on me. God it was hot.

I looked down at the man between my legs, running his fingers up and down my slit. One of his hands was on his long shaft, stroking it as it stared at me.

The man pulled my legs apart. Putting himself between me, I felt the tip of his cock rub against my wet pussy.

I can’t lie to myself… this feels really good.

I looked down at the cock as it slowly started to penetrate my pussy. Pleasure exploded from the tips of my fingers down to my toes as he pushed itself inside me. Moaning softly, the man on my right plugged my mouth with his dick.

The man on my left slapped its shaft against my small nubile nipples as the man between my legs held my legs apart with two hands and massaged my clit with the other two. Fingers, hands and cocks were everywhere as the cell was completely defiled and smelled of sex.

The man pushed its cock deeper into me as I felt the other cock flit around my anus.

Groaning, the man pulled his dick out and thrusted back inside. My body jerked forward as it did so. Pain and pleasure rippled through my pussy as my walls clenched on the cock, holding it tightly. “Take me,” I whispered as I reached up and put my hands around the man’s head.

Little did I know, but this man had two cocks. It must have been some kind of odd augmentation. I’ve heard of a couple men like this, but I’ve never been with one. Perhaps it was a fantasy, but either way, it turned me on.

I felt the man pull his cock out and shove in the second one. He pulled that cock out then shoved the first one back in. With the second cock wet, it pushed the second cock against my tight asshole.

Grunting, the man slowly pushed his cock into my anus with the other cock inside my pussy still. I watched as the man’s eyes rolled back in his head.

Squeezing at my breasts, each man grabbed my hand to my left and right and wrapped my fingers around their cocks. I stroked at them slowly as I felt them harden within my hands.

The man on top of me thrusted again, harder this time. My body jerked forward on the bed. Moaning to myself, the man went into a wild frenzy. He started gritting his teeth and thrusted inside me over and over, fucking me without remorse or care.

My pussy and anus tightened over and over with each thrust as I felt the pleasure within my body build up with such intense force. I felt my body go numb for a moment as little black stars appeared in my vision. Unable to control my body any longer, pleasure exploded. Everywhere. My body shook with violently as I felt myself squirt on the cocks.

The man didn’t stop as I felt myself cum over and over on him. Stroking the cocks to my left and right, I pulled them into my mouth one at a time, sucking on them and pleasuring them the best I possibly could.

Unable to move, my body was paralyzed in orgasm. I felt like the man was piercing my insides with every thrust as he pumped inside me over and over. “Cum for me…” I whispered, “please fill me up… I want to feel you…”

The man grinned wickedly showing me his dirty teeth. I felt the cock tighten within my pussy and anus as it thrusted deeply and held them inside me. Suddenly they both started pumping me full of cum. Looking down at my pussy, I saw thick white cum squirting out as he thrusted inside me again.

I threw my head back on the bed as he filled me up, “Yes! Oh god yes! Just like that!” I screamed as the cock in my mouth tightened and began shooting hot cum in my mouth. Sucking hard, I swallowed over and over with each pump of his cock. Licking the tip of the shaft, I stroked it for every last drop.

Pulling the second cock of the man into my mouth, I felt it tighten and continue filling my mouth with the milky cum. I swallowed and looked over at the man on my left, “I want you too,” I whispered softly as I stroked him with my other hand.

The man pulled away from me and pushed the next man between my legs away. Taking his position he grabbed both of his cocks and slipped them into my tight pussy. My eyes went wide as I felt my walls expand and tighten around the two dicks.

Grunting, the man pushed them deeper and deeper inside my pussy. I grasped the sides of the bed as I watched the veins on his face push out and pulse. Placing my hands on the man’s hips, I pulled him deeper inside. “Yes… oh god yes… please… more…” I whispered in a half moan.

Feeling between the legs of the man on my right and left, I massaged their balls, twirling them in my fingers with my thumb sliding up and down on the base of their shafts.

I reeled back against the bed as I felt them each cum inside me. First the cock in my pussy. It tightened and immediately released, pumping warm semen directly into inside. I felt myself completely fill up with the warm release as I moaned for more.

The cock on my right exploded in my mouth, filling me to the brim. I squeezed tightly on the shaft in my other hand. It tightened and started pumping hot cum onto my chest as it bent over and grunted in my face.

Each of them looked at me for a moment then immediately left the room in a hurry. It must have been 12:30. Jesus… where did the time go?

I contemplated talking to the warden for a moment, but suddenly realized that my life in prison wouldn’t be quite so bad. Perhaps I should just keep my mouth shut… or open for now.

Ravaged by Lumberjacks

Ravaged by Lumberjacks

 

Jessie

Dame

 

NOTE TO READERS                                                                                 

 

Ravaged by Lumberjacks is a new erotica story with explicit themes involving sex. Intended for mature audiences.

 

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

 

This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

 

Copyright © 2014 JD

Cover image used under license from www.shutterstock.com

 

 

 

SUMMARY

 

Amy finds herself surrounded by several horny lumberjacks. Whatever will she do? Get pounded, that’s what.

 

After camping for several days out in the wilderness, Amy realizes she is completely lost. Fortunately for her she finds an old broken down home to take refuge in while a storm passes overhead.

Little does Amy know but several sexy hunks of lumberjacks have sought out this shelter as well. Each of them want her more than the last and each wanting to lay claim to her body though their seed, Amy just isn’t sure whether she can handle the heat or not.

 

How will Amy keep the large and dominant lumberjacks busy? These men are used to working with large and heavy objects all day – can they figure out how handle such a small woman? Will Amy even be able to walk home after being pounded over and over by multiple men with such endless stamina?

 

 

Ravaged by Lumberjacks

 

I kept jogging through the forest as I felt the shift in pressure. The air was getting heavy and humid. I always just knew when rain was coming.

Ugh. I can’t believe this. I gotta get home.

I stopped for a moment and opened my backpack. No raingear go figure.

The last ray of sunlight disappeared behind the horizon as I watched a line of dark clouds roll over the field in front of me.

Light pitter patters of rain started to hit the ground around me. It would have been a nice way to end the weekend… if I was at home. Not so much if I still had a couple miles of hiking to go.

Going out camping by myself was always relaxing and exciting, but this past weekend was different.

You know that feeling like you are being watched? I felt that from the moment I walked into the forest. It was odd and a bit unnerving. I shrugged it off and had a great time regardless, but now that it was time to head home, I was completely lost.

My eyes looked back at the small decayed home on my left. I had never seen it before.

Glancing back at the storm quickly heading towards me, I felt the small taps of rain on my head. It was about to get crazy.

Dark and scary shelter, or set up the tent?

I went with the home. It may have been decayed, but at least it was a roof over my head. The tent would have taken too long to set up anyways. I would have been done soaked and cold by the time I could even crawl inside. Oh well.

Slinging my tent over my shoulder, I picked up my other bag and quickly ran over to the house.

Everything was wooden. The stairs, the old shutters, and even the windows were boarded up.

I stepped up the first stair under the front balcony just as the rain started to pour. Small golf-ball sized hail rained down from the heavens as thunderous crashes of lightning streaked across the sky.

Good thing I didn’t go with the tent idea.

I sat there on the balcony on top of my tent for a moment, watching the storm from safety, but as it got darker, I realized I had to get some sort of rest for the long hike home tomorrow.

Pulling out my sleeping bag to curl up and go to sleep, I felt the wind blow harder towards the house. The hail rained against the floor by my feet.

Time to go inside. Fuck this.

I picked up my bag, and turned towards the dark house.

Clicking on my flashlight, I opened the old squeaky door.

The smell of decayed wood filled the room as I waved cobwebs out of my way.

This place had long been forgotten, and lost. Maybe a hundred years old? Two hundred? Either way, I was stuck here for night. I may as well make the best of it.

I shined my light towards what appeared to be the living room.

White sheets covered most of the furniture. What wasn’t covered was the paintings.

I walked up in front of the fireplace and shined my light at the large portrait above it. It was a painting of two children and a husband and wife. It appeared to be very old as I noticed the frayed edges surrounding the frame.

Each step I took creaked and echoed throughout the small home.

I stopped for a moment and closed my eyes, listening to the rain and hail outside.

Ahh… This is amazing.

My thoughts were cut short by a loud grunt to my left.

Adrenaline surged through my body as I quickly turned my light towards the grunt. I stepped backwards at the same time, pressing my hands against the fireplace in an attempt to stabilize myself.

Two eyes stared back at me. Deep dark black eyes.

Knowing I was fully fucked if the man attacked, I held out my hand as I watched the man stand on its massive hind legs.

I had never seen a bear before. Was this a bear?

Looking at its hands, I realized they were human hands. My heart went into overdrive, pounding out of my chest as I watched the man approach me.

I shined the light in its eyes, and turned to run outside. I would definitely have better luck with the hail.

As I turned, I apparently had forgotten about the side-table directly beside the chair. Taking one step towards the door, I fell directly on my face.

I rolled over on my back as I wiped the dust from my eyes. A man stood there. His thick cock stuck straight out towards me.

Jesus Christ… where the fuck did this guy come from!?

I heard a cracking noise just as I felt my body go from solid ground into a freefall.

The next thing I knew, I was on my back. My head wavered for a moment as it slumped back against the floor.

Dizzy from the fall, my eyes shut for just a moment.

 

Awakening, I looked around as my eyes adjusted from the dark.

A small beam of light shone down from a hole in the ceiling. My flashlight. The fall.

I brushed bits of wood off my chest as I sat up and attempted to stand.

Nope. That wasn’t going to be happening anytime soon.

I reached down and felt my leg. It felt normal. Good – not broken.

Curling up into a ball, I thought it would be best to just sleep it off.

Closing my eyes I drifted into a deep sleep as my subconscious played tricks on my mind with sounds of grunts and footsteps.

No… that can’t be real… I’m all alone in the forest…

 

I awoke again. My body was sore, but at least this time I could move.

Reaching around to the floor, I pushed myself up and looked around. My flashlight flickered above me as I heard rain hitting the roof of the house.

Sets of eyes were everywhere in the darkness. Every time the light flashed, I noticed more outlines of bodies. Men… several men.

I pressed my body against the wall in fear. I had nowhere to go. Nowhere to hide. No place to run. I was done for.

The eyes grew closer and closer as I heard each of the men walk towards me. The men wore overalls and were ripped, jacked and tight. They were all that was man.

Each man was clean cut and handsome. I knew they wanted more than I could give them, but how could I say no?

One of the men pressed his hand against mine. It was warm to the touch, but calloused rough like a man who works in construction. Oddly enough, it kind of turned me on.

My other hand hung at my side as I felt a long warm cock slide into it. The eyes from all the men stared directly at me. It felt like each of the men could see directly into my terrified, yet intrigued soul.

The man slid his cock in and out of my hand. I felt it harden as I grasped it tightly between my fingers. He grunted and smirked I watched the man’s hips started thrusting faster and faster.

I felt the man’s cock tense and immediately cum onto the wall. It spit cum over and over as he used my hand. I could feel each time he came as the shaft tensed and released its sweet pleasure.

Standing there, still unmoving, I watched as the man stepped back into the shadows and stretched out on a small cot in the corner.

Typical male. That’s it! I’ll get them all off, and then I can safely get the hell out of here after they pass out. Perfect. This should be easy.

I reached out with my cum-soaked hand and wrapped my fingers around another man’s cock. Thick and veiny, I started to stroke. His dick hardened in my grasp as I felt another man start kneeling in front of my pussy.

The man’s tongue slid right into my pussy as I looked down at him. The warm air on my wet slit made my head reel in pleasure. He looked up at me.

I used my free hand to press the man’s mouth deeper into my pussy under my skirt. Apparently they knew what to do as I felt his long tongue snake around my panties and deeper into my pussy.

In long strokes, I felt the tongue slide up and down my slit. Curling around my clit and massaging my insides over and over, I couldn’t help myself. I wanted… no, I needed more.

Moaning softly, my hand kept stroking the other men. I used my other hand to reach down and grasp another cock. Stroking faster and faster with my hand, I felt the dick tighten and release. The thick vein running up his cock kept pumping out semen as my thumb pressed tightly on the vein. He came hard as I heard the man grunt loudly in pleasure.

“Yes… come for me,” I whispered as I stroked every last drop out of the man.

I kept stroking with my other hand as the tongue slid deeper inside me. My knees buckled in pleasure as I felt weak just standing there. “Deeper,” I whispered as I slumped against the wall, with the dick still in my hand, and his tongue still inside my pussy.

My hand slid up and down the cock as the man straddled my chest.

I watched as he reached down and easily ripped apart my shirt, exposing my bare chest to the men. Kneeling down, the man pressed his cock between my tits and started running his cock up and down. Each thrust the man grunted deeper in pleasure.

Another men walked up and slid his shaft into my mouth. Still flaccid, I ran my tongue up under the bottom of his dick and stroked it hard with my hand.

I felt the men licking me suddenly stop and rip off my panties with one hand. He kneeled in front of me and pressed his thick shaft into my pussy.

The warming sensation of the men entering me was odd at first, as I wasn’t quite used to the shape and size of the dick, but nonetheless it felt amazing. Pleasure rippled through my body as the man straddling me stuck his cock in my mouth as well.

Back and forth I sucked on both dicks. Grunts and groans echoed off the walls as I felt myself penetrated over and over.

One of the cocks in my mouth tightened and immediately started pumping hot cum into my mouth. Warm, milky and musky, I felt it enter me and slide down my throat. I didn’t gag, not even once as I sucked the cock dry.

As if reading my mind, I felt the second cock immediately go tight then started pumping as well. I pulled the cock deep down into my throat as it released within me.

Snaking the dick out of my throat, I felt the man at my hips pull my body closer to his. The man went into a wild frenzy as he rammed his cock deeper and deeper into my pussy.

My body flew back and forth on the floor with each thrust.

The man grabbed my shoulders and pulled his cock out of my pussy as he flipped my body over to my stomach. His cock immediately slid into my pussy as I laid there on the ground.

My tits flopped back and forth as I pulled myself into all fours.

Reaching down, I felt the men wrap their massive hands around my breasts. I felt the man curl my nipples between his fingers as he thrusted hard into my pussy.

Feeling my pussy with one hand, I ran circles around my clit as I felt my slit clench. The earth shattering moment hit me like a ton of bricks as I reeled to my elbows in pleasure. Screaming out into the basement as I came, I felt the cock start tightening within me as well.

The man came deep inside my pussy as he thrusted and held himself deep inside.

Moaning loudly, I pulled the cock out of my pussy, turned around and slid it into my mouth. Tasting myself turned me on so much.

I stood up in front of the men. He stood up with me and wrapped his arms around me.

Reaching down with my hand, I felt for his cock then slid it up against my slit again.

I stroked the man as I grasped him tightly between my fingers.

The man pressed his body against mine. My bare breasts pressed against his hairy chest as I looked into his eyes.

My stare was met with a deep animalistic lust. There were no thoughts within that head of his… only sex.

Watching the man slump down on his back, I slowly crept towards the wall and felt down the hallway. Looking back one last time, I saw each of the men sleeping. I was safe.

I tiptoed around the corner and walked up the stairs.

At the top, I turned and picked up my bag. Wrapping myself in my blanket, I walked outside with a jump in my step.

The storm had ended. Perfect.

It was going to be a good week, because that was one hell of a weekend!

Taken

Taken

The Experiment

 

Taken: The Experiment is an erotic short story for adults. This story is intended for mature audiences.

 

Copyright 2015 by JD

 

All Rights Reserved.

 

No part of this publication may be replicated, redistributed, or given away in any form without the prior written consent of the publisher.

 

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

 

 

Summary

 

“With an entire civilization destroyed by a cataclysmic force, they came to repopulate.”

 

It’s all over the news. Emily and her friend Katie thought they were safe until they found themselves taken aboard an alien ship. With creatures not of this world probing their body, inside and out, both girls feel violated and wanting to just go home.

 

Emily watches as Katie returns from her tests taking quick note that her friend is now pregnant, whereas just a few hours before… she wasn’t.

 

The aliens returned moments later speaking firmly without emotion, “You are next. Come.”

 

Will Emily be able to withstand the erotic tests? What is the purpose behind these examinations?

 

~

 

Looking forward down the hallway as the aliens walked me forward, I watched as we passed room after room of women on tables. Some were awake and tied down, while others were asleep with various creatures performing experiments upon them. One thing irked me; it was always sexual.

 

~

 

 

Taken

The Experiment

 

 

The hard floor under my hands was cold and damp as I opened my eyes. Leaning up against the hard wall, I glanced around and saw nothing. It was pitch black.

Smells of a flowery perfume and… something else filled my nose as I attempted to stand. My knees shaking profusely, my eyes started to adjust.

Where is Katie? Her tests should have been done by now. I’ve been sitting here in the dark for hours waiting.

“Hello?” I called out into the darkness. My only reply was a quick echo that reverberated off the walls and returned to me, sending a chill down my spine.

Slumping against the wall, I watched as what appeared to be a door slide open from the ground to the ceiling.

The light within the room beyond blinded me. Quickly raising my hand to shield my eyes, I watched as a tall, thin and gangly looking creature threw Katie into the room. His skin was tanned, almost a greyish color, but with a bit of yellow. The thick shaft between his legs caught my eye as my mind first thought it was another limb.

My mind was quickly shifted towards a body thrown in the room. A loud thud filled my ears as I heard the body smack into the floor. “Katie?” I whispered softly.

Inching closer to her as the creature walked away, I ran my hand up down her arm in an attempt to comfort her.

Whimpers filled the room as I watched her lips tremble in fear as her eyes widened. There was an intense emotion being shown on her face. Fear.

Katie’s eyes locked onto mine then shifted down to her stomach. Her belly had grown a fair amount since I had seen her last.

Jesus Christ. She’s fucking pregnant. Oh… my god.

My hand started to tremble profusely as I watched her eyes widen and lock back onto mine. Adrenaline taking over, I took her hand in mine and squeezed tightly.

“What happened in there?” I said softly, in an attempt to try to figure out what the hell was going on in this alien craft.

She replied frantically, “They used me. My god they used me for their own purposes.”

I felt her hand start to violently shake as I gripped it tighter in my fingers. “There now… it will be alright. It’s done and over. Try to push it out of your mind.”

Katie stared at me, “You don’t understand. I can feel the child within me. It’s growing quickly. They must have some sort of fast acting seed or something, I don’t know.”

I replied quickly, trying to ease her mind the best knew how, “After the child is out, we can forget about everything. We can forget about these experiments, these aliens—”

She interrupted me mid-sentence, “The alien within me is altering my mind. You must listen to them. You must follow their lead. You must obey.”

The last word out of her mouth echoed in the small room as she began repeating it over and over. “Obey. Obey. Obey. Obey.”

Her eyes were still locked with mine as I let go of her hand and scooted farther away from her. Chills returned to my spine as a rush of chilled air fell from the ceiling.

Placing my hands over my ears, I crumpled to the ground shaking all the while trying to block out Katie’s voice.

Get it together Emily! Focus. Focus. Focus. You have to be strong here, because you are about to go through hell.

She suddenly stopped speaking as I heard steps coming down towards the door.

The hair along my arms stood on end as I backed deeper into the darkness hoping that the creature wasn’t coming for me, even though I knew it was.

Sounds of gibberish filled my ears as it sounded like two aliens were speaking just outside the door. Screeches, mumbling and an odd laughter echoed throughout the room as the door slid open revealing the two creatures.

My eyes quickly adjusted as they stepped towards me. Their thick cocks dangling towards the floor and long arms reaching out and grabbing my arms firmly, they pulled me to my feet.

I felt one of their hands reach around and grab my ass. My hands locked into place, I had no choice but to obey. Obey. The word rang in my mind over and over.

Looking back into the room as I was walked through the doorway, I watched Katie disappear into the darkness. Is the same thing going to happen to me? Will I be impregnated by these aliens? What the hell is going on here?!

My mind frantically searched for a reason to trust these creatures. I flew through all my different options of being able to run or hide within the ship. Nothing seemed viable. I had to go along with their plans for me.

I heard the door shut with a solid thud that echoed down the long dimly lit hallway stretched out in front of me.

Looking forward, I watched as we passed room after room of women on tables. Some were awake and tied down, while some were asleep with various creatures performing experiments upon them. One thing irked me; it was always sexual.

It seemed like every alien was only interested in what was between the woman’s legs or her breasts. Long tongues slid around their pussies, anuses and even nipples. The sight was terrifying, but at the same time in an odd way, erotic.

The alien on my left turned and looked at me as we stopped beside a room. His long fingers pointed inside as his head turned and looked at the woman strapped to a table. Her mouth was frozen in place and body light blue. She was dead.

My gaze slid over her naked body down to the gaping wound in her side. Her hands still grasped the sharp object within her fingers. She killed herself.

The creature looked back at me, hoping I understood was going on.

I nodded. Obey… or die. Fuck my life.

Shock of the scene filled my body as I suddenly felt lightheaded. Wavering there for a moment, I turned towards the creatures and backed away from the room slowly.

Fear took over.

I sprinted away from the aliens in a panic. Room after room flew by as I ran as fast as I could. The screams of the women in the chambers chilled to my core. No way could I be one of them. If that’s what I was stuck with, I would rather die.

Turning around the corner at the end of the hallway I slammed into something large and hard. We both tumbled to the floor, rolling several yards before coming to a stop.

Dizzy and confused, I started to stand.

Two large hands grasped firmly onto my shoulder. Their long fingertips ran down under my loose top and twirled around my nipples softly as I sat there nearly unconscious.

My eyes locked on to the creature I had run into. His eyes returned to mine. Soft eyes.

He appears to be different from the others… I’m unsure how or why, but definitely different. It’s almost as if he cares.

His mouth opened to say something, but quickly stopped as he glanced between the two aliens behind me. Their hands were still down my shirt massaging my breasts and nipples.

Do what they like. I’m going to power through this and figure out a way to get out of here.

Standing up, I felt their hands withdraw from my shirt and once again grasp my shoulders.

“Let’s go,” the creature said in a guttural broken English accent.

So… they can speak, I thought to myself as we continued down the hallway. Eventually the two beings stopped in front of a large metallic door.

The door opened with a jarring screen as they pushed me forward into the dimly lit room. It was set up exactly as the others were.

Odd looking instruments surrounded the small silver table in the center of the room.

Here goes. Just power through Katie. It will be over before you know it. Pretend they are your ex-boyfriends having fun with you.

Walking up to the table, I glanced between the two aliens. Their faces were so tanned it was hard to make out any distinguishing features other than their long thick tongues that occasionally flitted out of their mouth.

Both creatures stood there, unmoving as I laid my back on the table and stared into the darkness above. Immediately and without hesitation, I felt a thick shaft in my hand. Glancing over, I realized it was the creature’s cock.

Is this just sex? Is that all these experiments are?

The other alien walked over to what appeared to be a large metallic machine with a display screen. Staring at the creature, I watched as his dick grew in size as well.

Much larger than any human cock, I realized I was going to have one hell of a story after this experience.

My hand moved on its own as I laid there. Stroking the shaft up and down almost methodically, I thought of past boyfriends and traveling the world. I simply couldn’t get my mind to focus on what was actually happening to me… or what was going to happen to me.

Another alien entered the room and walked over the table with folded arms. Watching the scene unfold, I could have sworn it smiled. I watched as its hand neared my body. It trembled for a moment then regained composure.

The hand ran up my leg, under my dress and slid my white panties to the side, exposing my bare nubile girl parts. Never touched by another man, and never by myself other than for cleaning, I felt something soft run from my butt up to the tip of my slit.

Grunts came from my left and right as I saw vague outlines of shadows waver around me. Hands pulled at my dress, tugging and groping. This is insane… these aliens… Oh god, I don’t know if I can do this.

I felt the hands pull my dress free from my body as I heard the seams tearing. The light coming through the windows increased in intensity as I saw the outlines form into shapes. Each alien had two long, thin, and grey arms with long fingers. Two massive male parts hung between each of their legs.

Sweat dripped down my back as I watched the aliens run their hands over my soft lotioned body. What are they doing? Why are they here? Maybe this is a lesson from God? Perhaps this is a test of some sort?

I felt the hands run between my legs, gently sliding inside my slit. Never feeling anyone touch that part of me, pleasure exploded throughout my body. Squeezing my eyes shut, the hand moved faster on my slit without penetrating me as I moaned softly on the table.

My hands and legs still bound, I watched one of the aliens put a dick right in front of my face. I’ve heard girls talk about putting male parts in their mouth… perhaps this is what this alien wants or am I too much of a floozy to know what’s going on?

I wrapped my soft lips around the cock and sucked it into my mouth. A warm tingling sensation rolled over my tongue as I stared at the alien’s chest.

The creature put both hands behind my head and shoved its cock down my throat. Struggling, I couldn’t breathe as instincts took over. Coughing and gagging on the dick, I felt it go deeper and deeper inside me. The alien grunted and let go of my head.

Quickly pulling back and gasping for air, the alien ran its hands through my hair and looked down at me.

Large medical lights clicked on above me, blinding my sight. Finally the room had enough light to where I could see the features of the aliens surrounding me as my eyes quickly adjusted. Covered in soft grey skin from head to toe, their muscular bodies rippled as their cocks stood straight out, pointing at me. Each dick was covered in thick veins and bumps.

I looked down at the alien between my legs, running his fingers up and down my slit. One of his hands was on his long shaft, stroking it as it stared at me. Yes… they are going to use me for their own pleasure. I may as well go along with this. Who knows… it could be fun.

The alien pulled my legs apart as I heard the bindings around my legs snap. Putting himself between me, I felt the tip of his cock rub against my wet pussy. I can’t lie to myself… this feels really good. At least I can still tell my future husband I’ve never been with a man before.

I looked down at the cock as it slowly started to penetrate my pussy. Pleasure exploded from the tips of my fingers down to my toes as it pushed itself inside me. Moaning softly, the alien on my right plugged my mouth with its dick.

The alien on my left slapped its shaft against my small nubile nipples as the alien between my legs held my legs apart with two hands and massaged my clit with the other two. Fingers, hands and cocks were everywhere as the massive room started to smell of sex.

I felt the bindings around my hands break free as the alien pulled the twine off of my wrists. Much better, I thought to myself as I rubbed my sore hands.

The alien pushed its cock deeper into me as I felt the other cock flit around my anus.

Groaning, the alien pulled its dick out and thrusted back inside. My body jerked forward as it did so. Pain and pleasure rippled through my pussy as my walls clenched on the cock, holding it tightly. “Take me,” I whispered as I reached up and put my hands around the beast’s head.

I felt the alien pull its cock out and shove in the second one. It pulled that cock out then shoved the first one back in. With the second cock wet, it pushed the second cock against my tight asshole. Oh god… yes… it is going to put that inside my anus. Why… fuck yes!

Grunting, the alien slowly pushed its cock into my anus with the other cock inside my pussy still. I watched as the creature’s eyes rolled back in its head.

I guess it would feel good for them. My ass certainly is tight, I thought to myself as I clenched my anus.

Squeezing at my breasts, each alien grabbed my hand to my left and right and wrapped my fingers around their cocks. I stroked at them slowly as I felt them harden within my hands.

The alien on top of me thrusted again, even harder this time. My body jerked forward on the table. Moaning to myself in pleasure, the alien went into a wild frenzy. It started frothing at the mouth and thrusted inside me over and over, fucking me without remorse or care.

Animalistic grunts and moans filled the room as the smell of sex and sweat filled my nose.

My pussy and anus tightened over and over with each thrust as I felt the pleasure within my body build up with such intense force. My body went numb for a moment as little black stars appeared in my vision. Unable to control my body any longer, pleasure exploded. Everywhere. My body shook violent force as I felt myself squirt on the cocks.

The alien didn’t stop as I felt myself cum over and over on him. Stroking the cocks to my left and right, I pulled them into my mouth one at a time, sucking on them and pleasuring them the best I possibly could.

Unable to move, my body was paralyzed in orgasm. I felt like the alien was piercing my insides with every thrust as it pumped into me over and over. “Cum for me…” I whispered, “Please fill me up… I want to feel you…”

The alien grinned wickedly showing me its long dark teeth. I felt the cock tighten within my pussy and anus as the creature thrusted deeply and held both shafts inside me. Suddenly they both started pumping me full of cum. Looking down at my pussy, I saw thick white cum squirting out as it thrusted inside me again.

I threw my head back on the table as it filled me up, “Yes! Oh god yes! Just like that!” I screamed as the cock in my mouth tightened and began shooting hot cum in my mouth. Sucking hard and pulling at the shaft, I swallowed over and over with each pump of its cock. Licking the tip, I stroked it for every last drop.

Pulling the second cock of the alien into my mouth, I felt it tighten and continue filling my mouth with the milky cum. I swallowed and looked over at the alien on my left, “I want you too,” I whispered softly as I stroked him with my other hand.

The alien pulled away from me and pushed the alien between my legs away. Taking his position he grabbed both of his cocks and slipped both into my pussy. My eyes went wide as I felt my walls expand and tighten around the two dicks.

Grunting, the alien pushed them deeper and deeper inside my dripping slit. I grasped the sides of the table as I watched the veins on its face push out and pulse. Placing my hands on the creature’s hips, I pulled it deeper inside. “Yes… oh god yes… please… more…” I whispered in a half moan.

Feeling between the legs of the alien on my right and left, I massaged their balls, twirling them in my fingers with my thumb sliding up and down on the base of their shafts.

I heard the doors of the room slowly creak open. Looking over, I saw my friend walk through the doors. Her eyes went wide as she saw me lying on the table being fucked by the three aliens.

Katie ran toward towards the table, “Get off her! Get out of here!”

The alien between my legs looked back at me, then at the Katie, and then resumed thrusting into me. My body slid up and down on the table as the alien thrusted into me as hard as it possibly could. Wilding thrashing about, the alien kept fucking me with all its might as the Katie grew closer and closer to the table.

“LEAVE THIS PLACE!” She yelled, now mere feet from me and the aliens.

The creature on my left pulled free of my hand and walked over to Katie. Growling, it took one hand and flung her halfway across the room. She hit the wall and slumped over.

Walking back over, the alien grinned at me and grabbed my hand. Wrapping my fingers around its shaft, he started stroking at his cock again with my hand. Not wanting to cause any further pain, I continued. The pleasure was simply too intense to even want to stop, much less think about stopping.

The alien on top of me thrusted deep with both cocks as I felt him fall over onto my chest, grabbing my breasts and squeezing my nipples tightly. Groaning, the dicks went completely straight within me. Oh shit! Right there! I immediately went into an intense orgasm as my legs wrapped around its back and held the alien deep inside my pussy.

Shaking, I came on the cocks as I felt both start pumping their hot cum inside my pussy. The alien pulled out and thrusted back in, shooting both our cum all over the table. My screams echoed off the walls of the room as I looked over and saw several aliens in some sort of white lab coats start pouring in through the doors.

Unable to stop cumming, I grabbed onto the creature’s hips and held him inside me as I rubbed my forehead on its tight muscular chest. I don’t give a flying fuck about those people anymore; this pleasure is undeniably the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Jesus… the orgasms!!

The aliens stood there in complete silence and awe as they watched the three aliens fucking the living shit out of me. Blood, cum, sweat and juices were spread across their room.

Glancing over, I saw Katie start to wake up. She looked at me with shame in her eyes as I pulled the alien’s hips towards me, fucking the alien without remorse.

The creature on top of me pulled out of my pussy. Like unleashing a dam, cum poured out onto the table and dripped to the floor.

Standing there, surrounding me, the creatures watched as the floor around the table pooled with cum. Slowly they backed away and walked out of the room in silence.

An eerie silence filled the room as Katie and I locked eyes.

Two aliens with lab coats walked over and examined my pussy. Sniffing and poking at it with their fingers, they appeared to be simply confused.

“What’s wrong?” I whispered, unsure if I actually wanted an answer.

One of the aliens stood between my legs and stared directly at me. “You aren’t pregnant. Apparently our seed is not… viable with you. What a shame.”

My heart raced.

“Does that mean I can leave?” I replied quickly.

What could only be described as a smirk had crossed the creature’s face as he turned away from me.

“No. It only means we will have to take drastic measures now. You see… so few humans can bear our seed. You are one of them, but it will take… something else to impregnate you. It’s quite apparent normal seed will not work.”

My eyes widened in fear, “So what… what happens now?”

The alien walked across the room and headed towards the door, only stopping for a moment to turn around and speak. “You will be seeded by our master… although I’m unsure if your body will be able to withstand the pleasure.”

“Please! Tell me. You have to tell me. Who is this… ‘master’ of yours?”

The alien grinned and bared his black teeth, “He was bred from birth for giving women pleasure. This ensures the pregnancy will happen.”

My jaw dropped as it turned and left the room, leaving Katie and I to sit there in silence.

“Katie?” I whispered under my breath.

A quiet reply quickly returned, “Yes?”

“…I’m scared.”

Bent Over & Pounded Pt2

Bent Over & Pounded

Ménage Erotica

 

Part 2

Pumped Full!

 

JD

 

NOTE TO READERS                                                                           

 

This is a new erotica story with explicit themes involving sexual erotic themes. Intended for mature audiences.

 

 

Copyright © 2014 JD

Cover image used under license from www.shutterstock.com

 

Monday

Most people would hate her job or think it was too boring. The quiet atmosphere of the small town library calmed Rose Sinclair’s soul. It let her alone to her books. She loved to read and probably read nearly half of the libraries romance collection. She adored the male characters in the books that she read. She wanted a tall, dark, and handsome man of her own. To whisper sweet nothings in her ear at night, wrap her up in their strong toned arms and drift asleep. She could imagine herself as one of the women out of the books she read. She would picture herself making hot passionate love to strapping man instilling pleasure upon her, night after night. Rose longed for the day she would get out of the small town of Middleton, Ohio. She wanted to make a romance story all her own, but the men in this town were shallow. Asphyxiated on one thing and that sure wasn’t Rose. The men in Middleton wanted nothing more than money; for money let a man know where he measured up amongst the rest. She hated that. She despised how the men around her put money before love, before woman. The woman in Middleton dealt with it and married them anyway. Well, they could have them. Rose wanted something different out of her life, and she wasn’t going to settle for second best next to money.

Rose sat behind her computer at the front counter of the library. She hadn’t paid attention to the man who just walked in. Had she had her nose out of a book for longer than two seconds to glance at the clock she might have noticed the drop-dead gorgeous man who walked in. It wasn’t until he tapped the small silver bell on the counter that she noticed the man. The minute she laid eyes on him she knew he was different.

“Can I help you?” Rose asked in a frail voice. God he was gorgeous.

“Yeah, you can. You see, I have this cat, and it keeps pissing all over my damn house. I can’t get it to use the litterbox. The damn thing is stubborn as hell. I thought I might look for some help in training it here, but I can’t find any books on the subject.” He spoke as if he had known her for years. So comforting his voice was. There was a hint of an accent, but she wasn’t sure where it was from. British maybe? English? He sounded a little “James Bondish” but who cared anyways, his eyes were beautiful. He wasn’t from around town. No, this man was a city man, you could see it in his eyes.  He reminded her of Stefan, the character in her book who was strapped like a horse and knew how to please a woman. He was breath-taking just like the strange man standing in front of her now.

“Well, did you check the self-help section? There are a lot of books on how to train your pets.” She said coolly. “Here, let me show you.” Her face was hot, she knew she was blushing. She hated that. Hated how her body had a mind of its own and reacted so intensely to things. She was used to it though, as she was always blushing from the stories she read.

Rose stepped from around the desk. She had a beautiful slim pair of legs. They were so defined, Thomas thought she must be a runner. Had to be to keep a pair of legs like that. He slowly eyeballed her from her feet all the way up. She had a slender body, thin. She was shorter than him. What was she, 5’5”, 5’6”? She probably only came up to his chest, but she was so beautiful. Her hair looked soft to the touch, and it hung loosely atop of her perky little breasts. She had a great set of tits, and he could see her nipples were taunt as they peeked from underneath her plum colored blouse.  As she stepped in front of him he noticed how her skirt draped over her ass and he could see the fabric did her justice as it hung and clanged in all the right spots, exposing her every curve.  Wow, she was something else. Her husband must be one lucky s.o.b to nab a girl like her. He couldn’t imagine she would settle for anything less than a rich and handsome man. Why with those looks, she didn’t have to settle for anything or anybody. He would never be as lucky to get a woman like her. With all the evil he did in his life, he was damaged goods. Sure, he had money, and he knew he was good looking too, but Thomas had a scary past that he knew made him damaged goods and a woman like that just wasn’t attracted to men like him. Still, his cock pulsed in reaction to her ass shifting in front of him. He could imagine himself bending her over right there, thrusting deep inside of her.

“I think there are some books on animal training right here.” Rose placed her finger on the edge of the shelf and slid it across as she scanned the titles.  “Ah yes, How to get Your Cat to Stop Peeing Outside the Litterbox. This book should have what you’re looking for.” She couldn’t make eye contact with him, or she was going to continue to blush so she looked back at the shelf.

“Yeah. Sounds like I’m not the only one about to toss my cat outside.” He grabbed the book from her hand with a half grin on his lips.

Rose laughed at that, “You weren’t going to toss your kitty outside were you?”

“No, but I thought about it.” He said with a slight chuckle. “I only bought Oscar because I was told cats make good companions with little maintenance. Dogs have to go outside at all hours of the night and can’t really be potty trained.”

Rose smiled, “God forbid he wake the King from his beauty sleep.”

They both laughed.

Thomas wondered if she was married or had a boyfriend but knew he couldn’t just come out and ask her without looking too desperate. “What, your man gets cranky if he gets woke up at night?”

Rose looked down, “Oh no, there is no man in my bed to get disturbed.”

“Well I don’t see how a pretty woman like yourself could be alone at night, don’t your nights get cold?” Thomas asked with real concern.

“Cold? Not at all. I know how to keep myself warm.” Rose smirked as she started back for her desk. “I have plenty of blankets.”

Thomas couldn’t stop looking at her ass, the way it shifted from side to side when she walked. She was so graceful with her walk, very confident. He could tell she was a flirt, probably like all those woman who love to tease and leave you hanging with your thumb in your ass. But Roses smile was beautiful, and her eyes were warm. She was perfect. Too Perfect.

“Can I have your card?” Rose asked

“My card?” Thomas was confused.

“Your library card. You’re going to need it if you want learn to potty train, Oscar.” Rose said knowingly.

“Ah, my library card. Well, I was hoping you could help me out with that too. I don’t have one.”

“Do you have a photo I.D?” Rose handed him a clipboard. “Fill out this form and bring it back to me with your I.D and we’ll get you one today.” Rose went to turn back to her chair when she noticed the man staring at her. She looked at him, and their eyes met. They seemed to lock in with each other, and Rose felt her heart start to pound.

“Sure.” Thomas said, and he walked away, clipboard in hand.

Rose thought he was mysterious. His eyes were deep set and the lightest shade of brown she had ever seen. They held a light in them that made her feel he could see right through her. She felt the way he stared at her when she walked to the bookshelf, but she couldn’t stop shifting her hips without it looking forced. She didn’t want to look strange or like a robot walking, so she just walked faster, getting to the shelf with the cat information. She thought a cat was an odd choice for a man to have; it was probably his wife’s cat. It was either his wife’s or he was gay. All the good looking guys were gay now-a-days. It disappointed Rose.

Thomas had to walk away with the clipboard. He wondered if she noticed how abruptly he turned from her. She was so breathtaking he couldn’t continue to stare at her. He was getting aroused looking at her, imagining every last piece of her flesh under his hands.  When their eyes met, he felt his cock jump again. He could feel it start to rise when she brushed his hand when he grabbed the clipboard. God it had been a long time since he felt such an attraction for a woman; and what a woman she was. He couldn’t believe she was unmarried. Still, he felt she was way over his league, and he needed to wake up. After all, he was trained killer. Not that he wanted to be anymore. He had been a recruit for the United States Intelligence. He could never have imagined what the military would do to him. How far he would climb the military ladder of success only to land in a pool of blood. He still had flashbacks and nightmares of the woman he had been sent to kill. He tried to remember them as missions rather than people, but he was human, and he knew that he took life. He felt it inside of himself and he hated how it felt. When he had informed Mr. Gill that he was retiring and moving back to the states, he was met with much resistance. Mr. Gill was the head of U.S. Intelligence, and he wasn’t going to let Thomas leave without a fight. He needed Thomas. The United States needed Thomas. Thomas was a thoroughbred, stone cold killer. They shaped him, trained him, molded Thomas into the most accurate and lethal sharp shooter since Christopher Scott (Chris) Kyle. Nobody could deliver results like Thomas, and Mr. Gill was pissed that he wanted out. However, he let Thomas leave. It would only be a matter of time before Thomas came back. As the saying goes, “once a killer always a killer”.

Ding. The little bell chimed as Rose looked up from the counter. He was back. She jumped to her feet a little faster than usual.  She reached out, “All done with the form?” she asked.

“Yup. Here’s my ID.” He passed the clipboard with his ID over to Rose. He noticed her delicate hands. So small, they almost looked frail.

“Military huh?” Rose said with amusement. She should have known a man of his stature would be military. The fierceness in his eye, the overly toned arms. “Thomas Duvall,” she said letting the name roll off her tongue. He looked like a Thomas to her. The strong name fitted him well.

“You can call me Tom. I haven’t got a local state ID, I hope you can accept this.” He said.

“Well, we’re not supposed to but I supposed I can make an exception for the United States Military.” She smiled at him.

“Well, I thank you, ma’am.”

“Please don’t call me ma’am. My name is Rose.” She couldn’t stop smiling at him. He was so attractive, and his accent was sexy.

“Rose huh? Well Miss Rose, if that will be all I have to get back to Oscar. I am sure he has defiled every corner of the house by now.” He looked out towards the door.

“Yup, that’s it. Here is your card and your book. It is due back 7 days from today. Good luck with Oscar.” She said.

“7 days huh? I sure hope Oscar gets this down, my house is going to smell like bleach and cat piss if he doesn’t” He smiled at her again. He wanted her to smile. He thought her smile was amazing. He imagined his fingers tracing over her lips. She was beautiful.

“We’re open 7 days a week until 8pm. Stop in any time.” She spoke quietly, almost breathless. She couldn’t believe how she was reacting to the presence of this man. This strong, tan, mysterious, and sexy man.

With that Thomas left the library. She watched him leave. Noticing the firmness in his ass. God she wanted to clutch his ass, just once. He was hot. Just like Stefan in the current romance novel she was reading. Almost to a T.

 

Three Weeks Later

 

Thomas was glad that he had went to the library that Monday. He was glad to have met Rose. She was beautiful and the only person he had talked to since moving to Middleton. He moved there to get away from his past. Though he couldn’t escape his nightmares or his flashbacks, he could remove himself from the government atmosphere back in Washington. He couldn’t go anywhere with the C.I.A, F.B.I or one of Mr. Gill’s runts following him around. Even here, he felt the need to look over his shoulder. Always feeling the presence of someone watching him, following him. He knew it to be the nerves from his past actions causing the paranoia, but even still, it was a strong feeling. Middleton offered him a second chance at life, at happiness. He thought if he was ever going to get away from all the death in his past Middleton was the best shot he had. He found Oscar on the train to Milwaukee. He decided to keep the ugly stray cat. He bonded easily with Oscar, besides his constant need to piss on everything. However, Rose had helped him find the cure for that in the book she picked out for him. It had done its magic, and Oscar was now using his litter box every day. A little vinegar, water, and a spray bottle did wonders in getting cats to do what they didn’t want too.

Thomas had been visiting the library every day just to see Rose. He had learned a lot about her in the few weeks he had been going there. He learned that she wasn’t a librarian by default; she had actually loved to read. Romance novels were her big thing. She was as she called it a “Hopeless romantic”. He had also learned that she was born and raised in Middleton. Her parents had passed away a few years back in a tragic hit and run by a drunk driver. Today he was headed back to the library to ask Rose on a date. He thought it probable that she tell him no, but he had to ask. He felt happy around her. Something he hadn’t felt in years. And besides, who else could he fill his weekends with?

Rose looked up just as Thomas was coming in the door. Her chest got tight at the sight of him. She watched the outline of his crotch as his pants gathered there. She wondered what it looked like. More than that, she wanted to feel it. She had been picturing Thomas’s crotch and hard body every night as she let her fingers pleasure herself. She called out his name as she reached her climax. Even though she was a virgin, she knew how to have an orgasm. She was the master of giving herself pleasure and the romance books she read every night left her wet between the legs. She had no choice but to put the fire to rest that was burning in her soul. She never could keep it at bay for long. Her body longed for the touch of a man. She needed to feel a man inside her. Thomas spoke quietly as he leaned over the counter for only her to hear, “Would you like to join me for dinner Friday night?”

Rose was surprised but felt honored “Yes!” she said it with excitement in her voice.

“Well, that’s great. Do you know any good spots to eat?” He asked.

Rose grabbed a stack of books as she walked around the counter to go re-stock them. “Well, there’s McNally’s. All the locals go there to eat. I am not particularly fond of the owner. He’s full of his self sometimes but the foods good.” She said as she walked towards the stacks.

She could sense Thomas behind her, following her. When she reached the last row of bookshelves she turned and stepped into the narrow row. She found the place where the book went, and she bent over to place it back. As soon as she bent down she felt Thomas lean into her. She felt his bulge on her ass, and although it startled her, she liked how it felt there. She went to stand leaving her ass pushed against his crotch. As she stood his hands wrapped around her waist, and she looked back over her shoulder. He met her gaze, and he leaned into her harder. She lost her breath as a moan left her throat. “What are doing?” She asked, her heart pounding.

“Shhhh. Don’t say anything.” He leaned into her, letting his lips brush against the softness of hers. She smelt so good. Warm and sweet. Like spicy sugar. God he wanted her. He needed her. He let him tongue trace her lips until they parted slightly. He firmly kissed her soft warm mouth, and she sank into him. HE turned her towards him and pinned her back up against the shelf. Her heart was racing, and she was scared, but he felt amazing to her. She let her hands trace over his arms and shoulders. He was so strong. So firm. Her pussy was throbbing. She could feel herself getting moist between her legs. God she was scared. He pushed himself against her a little harder. She could feel he was hard. She could feel he was huge too.  She grabbed his ass and pulled him into her even closer. She let him kiss her, let his tongue dance with hers. It was amazing, magical even.

Thomas didn’t know what he was doing. He couldn’t control himself around Rose. It was something about her intense and unfocused sexuality. She gave off a subtle vibe of temptation that he couldn’t resist, didn’t want to either. He felt compelled to inflict pleasure on Rose and keep her filled with it. No other woman had drawn his attention the way she did, and he loved it, craved it from the depths of himself.

Rose couldn’t believe she was letting this man kiss her. She had just met him last week. She questioned her attraction for him more than once, but right now it took all of her energy not cum right there in the row of books. His lips felt amazing on her flushed skin, and she didn’t want the feeling to stop.

“Do you want me to stop?” Thomas whispered.

Rose struggled to get the words out in one breath. “No. Please don’t. What are we doing?”

As Thomas lifted the back side of her skirt, he slowly slid his hands between her thighs. She was hot, and he could feel the moisture there. He slipped her satin panties to the side with ease and let his figure dip inside her. Her body shivered as his finger slid inside of her wetness. Her clit was hard and erect, like a little button he could lightly flick with his fingertips.

Both he and Rose startled back to reality as an older woman cleared her throat from the end of the stacks. They both tried to straighten their clothing and walk away as if nothing had just happened. Rose was embarrassed. Not about the woman catching them, but she was embarrassed that she let Thomas get so far with her so quickly. She had surely thought and anticipated her first encounter with a man would be more romantic with candles or something out of her romance books. Thomas didn’t need any of that “fluff”. He was romantic in his tone, and his gentle touch drove her mad. She didn’t care that she had just met him. She felt a pull to him that made her feel he was the one. Thomas was the man she had been waiting for her entire life, and she knew it with a certainty. As she stepped around the front desk Thomas spoke, “So where do you live?”

Rose picked up a pen and wrote down her address. “I thought that we could spend the evening in at my place. I have this chicken that needs to be roasted and well, we won’t have to deal with any distractions.”

“Rose, you are a distraction all by yourself. I can’t even think straight around you.” Thomas had a smile on his face showing his dazzling white teeth.  “I’ll think it’s a perfect idea. How’s about 7ish?”

“7 it is then.” Rose smiled as Thomas walked away.

 

 

Friday

 

Thomas pulled up in front of this small, light yellow house. It was older and had a cherry blossom tree in the front yard. He thought that fitting to be in her yard as he imagined penetrating deep into Roses’ cherry blossom. He straightened his hair in the rearview mirror before getting out of the car. As he walked up to the house, he could hear Rose singing through the open window. She had a beautiful voice. Almost shy in her tone when she sang. He could imagine Rose singing to him in that same soft voice while they lay in bed. He knocked on the door.

“Just a minute,” Rose called out from inside the house.

Thomas waited patiently for what seemed like 10 minutes. When Rose opened the door, she was a wearing an elegant and sexy light pink dress. It was revealing in all the right places, and he could see the fullness of her breasts pushed up underneath. She was amazing.

“You found it okay?” Rose said with question.

“Yes, ma’am. I mean Rose. It wasn’t hard to find with my handy G.P.S. system.” Thomas chuckled.

“Dinner should be ready in about 20 minutes.”

“There’s no rush,” Thomas said as he leaned in to kiss her softly.

Rose kissed Thomas deeply. There was raw passion, and it was intense. Her heart started to beat with a wild rhythm, and she was thirsty for his touch. She wrapped her arms around him and let her hands run the length of his back. He was so strong, so manly. She loved it.

Thomas could smell the hint of perfume on her neck as he kissed her. Her lips parted effortlessly against his, and their tongues danced once again. She was an amazing kisser, and he let his hands grab a handful of her tight ass. God he loved her ass. She was thin, and he was able to pick her up off her feet with ease, so he did. He carried Rose down the hall to the living room. He didn’t know where he was going, and he didn’t care. He only cared about one thing, and that was Rose.

Rose’s heart started pounding the moment she opened the front door. Thomas stood there in his boot cut Levis and a faded blue t-shirt. He was a down home type of man, and she liked that about him. When he leaned in to kiss her, she wasn’t expecting herself to start throbbing below, but she was. Being in his arms, being carried down the hallway of her home felt somewhat surreal. Rose slid her hands under his shirt and felt his warm taunt skin. He was so smooth and soft. She pulled his shirt up and over his head, interrupting their mouths embrace. He slowly traced her ear with his tongue as his hands unbuttoned her blouse. She felt exposed but not shy. She wanted Thomas. She wanted to feel him in her soul.

Thomas slid his hands around her waist and slowly started to unclasp her bra. It fell weightlessly away from her shoulders and down her arms to the floor. She was staring at him with excited anticipation of what they both knew was about to happen. She had a look of longing and fear on her face, almost as if she was afraid to continue. Thomas wasn’t going to let that happen. He was mad for her. He cupped her breast in his hand and let his mouth trace her nipples. He teased them with his tongue, flicking them softly until they were firm and erect. His cock was growing harder, and he felt himself pushing against the zipper of his jeans. He unbuttoned them and let them fall to his knees, stepping out from them one foot at a time. She was kissing his neck, pulling at his flesh with her teeth, teasing him even more.

She slid her skirt and panties down off her hips and let them fall to the floor. She was exposed now, vulnerable, and she was okay with that. They stood there, naked, exposing themselves to one another. He let her head rest on his arm as he tipped her back and onto the couch. He kissed her neck and slowly worked his way down past her shoulders. He sucked on each breast softly, they were so full, and they bounced slightly with the soft movements. He trailed her stomach with his tongue, stopping only to kiss her. Thomas slowly let his tongue find her pubic bone, traced it slowly. Roses back arched, and a gasp escaped her mouth. He felt so good, gentile. He let his tongue dip between her moist lips and he slowly glided it up and down. She tasted sweet, like honeysuckle. He could feel her hard clit against his tongue, and she shifted her hips in pleasure. He let his tongue dip inside her and her muscles grasped at him in response. He could feel her pulse between her legs with this tongue as her body shifted in pleasure. His cock was rock hard and throbbing so he slowly kissed a trail back up to her neck. He looked at her, at her beauty. He couldn’t understand what she saw in him, but he wanted to keep her. He slid his length between her legs, letting the head of his cock glide back and forth against her clit. She was clawing at his back, and he knew she wanted him inside her.

Thomas slid his hard, throbbing cock inside of her, and she was surprised at how it filled her. It felt good, and the throbbing head of his cock could be felt deep inside, touching her back walls. It sent a sharp but pleasurable pain up her spine. Oh God, he felt so food. Her pussy muscles clenched and grasped at his length. He slid up and down, in and out of her. She was so close to exploding in pleasure. Suddenly he stopped, letting his cock throb inside of her. He was clenching his eyes shut hard, and she knew that he was on the brink of cumming. “Don’t stop.” Rose gasped.

“I don’t this moment to end.” Thomas kept his eyes closed.

“Then it won’t.” Rose pulled him to her and kissed him deeply. She shifted her hips up and down letting herself release on his cock. The feeling of her muscles clenching with her explosion made him explode. His body shivered from the force of his climax as he emptied himself inside of her. He let out a deep breath and relaxed on top of her. They lay there, holding one another, each of their thoughts on the same thing; the sex they just had was amazing and powerful.

“You still hungry?” She grinned.

“Well yeah Mama, what’s for dinner?” Thomas smirked back.

Together they got dressed and walked into the kitchen. Rose turned to pull the chicken out of the oven, her mind still on how it felt to have a man, to have Thomas inside of her. She couldn’t calm her heartbeat and she couldn’t stop smiling. As she turned around to set the chicken on the counter, she noticed Thomas doing something on his phone. When he realized Rose was looking at him, he slid his phone back into his pocket. Thomas had a look of concern on his face. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, everything is perfect. It’s just my old friend Gill saying hi.” Thomas stood and walked towards her. “Dinner smells amazing. What is it?” He asked,

“Roasted chicken with potatoes and a garden fresh salad.” Rose smiled.

“Sounds perfect. I need to refuel anyways.” He smirked again, and she could see the light in his eyes.

“Well, how about you eat and then go see your friend Gill.”

“Rose, there is no other place I would rather be tonight. Gill can wait.” He pulled her in close to him.

Rose didn’t think much about Thomas wanting to stay with her tonight. In fact, that is how she wanted it too. Still, she spotted the concern in his eyes when he read the text from Gill. Whoever Gill was, there was something going on that needed Thomas’s attention.  Just then, Thomas’s cell phone started to ring,

“Hello?” Thomas answered.

“When?” Thomas asked into the phone.

“I told you I was out.” Thomas’s voice was strong as he spoke and then put his phone back into his pocket.

“Rose, I have to leave. I am sorry about this, but something has come up.” Thomas had a look of fear on his face.

“Is everything okay Tom?” Rose spoke with concern in her voice. She could feel something was not right. What was going on with him that she didn’t know about? What did he say he was out of anyways? She didn’t want to know, not tonight anyhow. Tonight she would remember as perfect.

As Rose let Thomas out the front door, they shared one more kiss. “When will I see you again?” Rose whispered.

“Soon. I promise. Real soon.” He playfully smacked Rose on the ass and jogged off to his car.

Rose finally lost her virginity to a mystery of a man who she felt she had known forever. She didn’t know why he moved to Middleton or why he was interested in her, but she did know how she felt for him. She closed the front door and walked slowly to the living room, remembering what she had shared with Thomas there.  She lay down, breathing in the scent on the sofa, his sent, their scents blended perfectly. She closed her eyes remembering his taste and how he felt inside of her as she drifted to sleep

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rose woke up that Saturday morning with lightness in her heart that made her feel as if her feet were 5 inches off the floor. Thomas had made her melt last night with just one touch of his strong and delicate embrace. She could still feel him lingering inside of her and her pussy ached for him. She hadn’t expected it to feel so amazing her first time in bed with a man. She had heard so many horror stories about how the first time would hurt, make her bleed even. However, none of that happened to her and she was glad that it didn’t. Thomas gave her body an explosion that was so intense her legs still quivered as she lay in her bed. She wished so badly that Thomas was with her now. It would have been like heaven to have woken up to the likeness of his strong arms wrapped around her, holding her close and keeping her safe. She wondered why he had left so suddenly like he had after the phone call with Gill. It must have been something important, probably his car died or something like that. She put it out of her mind and smiled as she stretched her arms over her head. She knew she had to get to work, the library couldn’t run its self. She let her feet touch the cool hard wood floor as she reached for her cell phone on the end table. “Damn it.” She thought to herself, “He didn’t even text me back.” Rose thought it strange that Thomas didn’t text her back because he always texted her. Now that they had actually had sex she thought for sure he would have something witty and sweet to say to her, but there was nothing. Maybe he was just really tired last night after helping Gill out and he might still be sleeping, it was after all only 6:30 in the morning. She decided to text him something simple before she got into the shower and set off for work. “Good morning! Last night was amazing.” She said as she entered the letters into her phone. “Send.”

Rose couldn’t help but think about Thomas while she took a shower. The hot water beading over her naked skin reminded her of the way his hot mouth felt on her yesterday. She hated that the water was washing away his scent from her flesh and she could smell a hint of him in the steam as it arose up from below her. She poked her head out and around the shower curtain and looked at her phone, hoping the blue light would be flashing to let her know he had replied to her text message. Nothing. Rose reluctantly put her head under the shower head. She hoped that everything was okay. She couldn’t imagine Thomas being one of those hit-it-and-quit-it types of guys. He was a sensitive man and she didn’t want to think the worst of him, not yet anyways. All she wanted to think about was the way he made her feel. The more she remembered the pleasure he inflicted upon her the more hungry for his touch she was becoming. Why hasn’t he texted her yet? She could feel her stomach knotting up and the gut feeling of something being wrong was starting to creep up on her. She pushed the uneasiness out of her head by reminding herself that it was still early in the morning. “Give the man a break.” She said aloud, almost as if she was talking to the negative side of herself.

Thomas hated that Gill still had his hooks in him and was so fucking disruptive. That’s exactly what Gill did too, disrupted him from the best evening of his life that he was having with Rose. He brought his fingers up to his nose and inhaled deeply. He could still smell Rose’s sweet juices on his hands and it made him remember her laugh. She had the most adorable laugh. It was on the high end of the octave scale, but not so high as to be a screeching. No, Rose had a laugh like an angle and it was like sweet bedroom music to his ears. Just 10 hours ago he was wrapped up in her sweet arms; making love to the woman he just knew was the one he wanted to be with forever. Now he was 2,500 miles away in Los Angeles, California with a sniper rifle pointed at the entrance to the Nice Guy on La Cienega Boulevard. He had the picture of the target, an olive colored man with dark wavy hair. He didn’t know the name of his target and he didn’t want to either. It made it easier to become more personal for him and he couldn’t be personable or have any kind of human emotion while he was taking out a target. “Damn it Gill.” Thomas puffed. He had told Gill he wanted out of these target missions, that was the entire reason he relocated himself to Middleton, to break away from this shit. It was the only reason why he let himself get close to Rose.  Thomas felt his cell phone vibrate in his pocket. He reached down to his side, never taking his eyes off the front door to the Nice Guy; couldn’t miss his target. He brought the phone around and into his line of sight so he could see the screen to the phone with his eye still on the scope as he swiped the screen. “Last night was amazing Rose.” Thomas said under his breath after he read the message on his screen. He hated that he couldn’t call her, couldn’t be with her right now. What would she think of him, running out like that right before they sat down to the chicken dinner she had made for him; after they made love?  He wanted to text her back but he couldn’t send any messages right now, he had to focus on the mission at hand, taking out his target. He placed his cell back into his pocket as he shifted his hips to get more comfortable. His cock was reacting to the memory of Rose’s hard nipples on his lips. “There you are.” Thomas spoke softly as he closed one eye shut so that all he could see was the crosshairs lining up dead-center on his targets forehead. The gun made a quite popping sound and the target fell to the sidewalk. Thomas lowered the rifle and his head and rolled over to his back while quickly dismantling the gun. He crawled three paces forwards as he shut his brief case closed and then stood up and headed for the stairwell on the top of the roof.

As Thomas entered his motel room he pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and quickly found Roses name in his contacts. As he pushed the green send key he flopped backwards onto his bed and put his free hand behind his head. He was smiling now, knowing that he was seconds away from hearing Rose’s voice. He needed to hear her voice too. He had been taking out these targets now for some many years that it had become something of routine, but the past year had really taken a toll on him and his heart felt heavy. He wanted to leave Gill to handle his targets on his own. After all, it was Gill that was calling the shots around here. If the targets were so much of a threat then Gill should be able to find plenty of other recruits that were at his disposal and get them to do the dirty work. He really wanted out and he planned to let Gill know how he really felt about his disruptive requests and poor timing. Thomas would give anything to be back in Middleton right now, but his flight didn’t leave for another 4 hours so he would make do the best he could.

“Well hello Mr.” Rose said smiling. She was happy that Thomas had finally called. “You all finished up with Gill?”

“Not exactly Hun, but I want to see you tonight.”

“Tonight huh? Well I am not sure if I can, I need to check my schedule.” Rose scanned two books to check them back into the system and placed them in the restock pile.

“That’s right, busy body, tonight. So clear your schedule.” Thomas chuckled.

“Where are you?” Rose asked.

“Lying down right now. Gill needed help moving his mother’s refrigerator into the truck. He asked me to help him finish cleaning her house out.” Thomas hated lying to her; he thought she could tell he was lying by how quickly he responded to her.

“Well, that should have you nice and hungry for dinner .We still have this chicken to eat and I can heat it up later if you want.”

“Oh I’ll have an appetite alright, but you know I need my dessert too right?” Thomas smirked.

“I can make a cake.” Rose said happily.

Thomas smiled. He thought it was so cute that she wasn’t aware of his flirting with her. Typical sweet Rose. “Yeah, cake sounds great. Can I make a request?”

“Sure.” Rose said. She took him for a chocolate cream pie type of man.

“I want you to be the cake.” Thomas sat up in bed anxiously wanting to hear how she would react to that.

Rose blushed and she could feel her face getting hot. She was embarrassed. She should have seen that coming from a mile away. She went to speak but nothing came out. She was literally speechless.

“What’s that matter, cat got your tongue?” Thomas laughed.

“Hush up. It’s not funny Tom, you caught me off guard.” Rose said softly.

“I’m just teasing you. You can’t say you don’t like it.”

“I didn’t say I didn’t like it, it’s just that you shocked me a little bit.”

“Well?” Thomas asked.

“Well what?” Rose responded.

“Did you forget my request so soon baby? Are you going to be my cake tonight?” Thomas grinned from ear to ear. He knew what he was doing to Rose and it made him rock hard for her.

“Gee, I don’t know. I might be awfully tired when I get home from all the strenuous work here” Rose let a partial laugh slip from her lips.

“Strenuous work huh? All that reading must really make your muscles sore ey?” Thomas shook his head.

“Oh be quiet Tom, work is work you know. Seriously though, I think I can serve you up with the dessert you’re requesting. That is, if you promise not to go running off right after.” Rose meant what she said. She wanted Thomas; there was no denying that fact, but when he left like he did it made her feel a little cheap.

“Oh, I promise. Nothing and nobody is going to be able to get me away from you when I get back. The things I have planned for you tonight are all that I am worried about.” Thomas licked his lips as his cock jumped in his pants.

“And what might those plans be?” Rose demanded.

“You really want to know” he asked.

“Yeah, I really want to know.” Rose said matter-of-factly.

“Well for starters I am going to have to kiss your soft and sexy lips. Then I’m going to lean in slowly and let my lips brush against your neck ever so slightly.” Rose smiled as she looked around to be sure nobody in the library was watching her. His words made her remember how his lips felt on her last night. She remembered the warmth that radiated off of his sexy mouth. She could feel her pussy start to throb. “Then I am going to make a trail around your ear with my tongue until I feel the chills on your arms.”

“Okay, stop.” Rose said it but she didn’t mean a word of it. She wanted him to keep talking.

“But I’m not going to stop. I’m going to slowly let my fingers feel their way under your shirt to your soft breasts. Then I’m going to take your nipples between my fingers and pinch them ever so softly until they are erect from the pleasure. Next, I am going to lift your shirt over your head and let it fall to the floor. As I slowly unclasp your bra I am going to let my mouth fill with your breasts as I suck on your erect nipples and flick them with my tongue.”

Rose breathlessly said, “Stop Tom. You don’t know what you’re doing to me right now. I’m at work you know.”

“So?” Thomas said.

“So, people can see me.”

“So what if they can see you? Don’t tell me you’re blushing over there Rose.” Thomas teased.

“Maybe just a little.” Rose whispered into the phone.

Thomas heard a soft knock on the motel door. “Hey Rose, Gill just came back from fueling up the moving truck, I hate to let you go, but I got to get going so I can get to you.” Thomas stood up from the bed and moved towards the door.

“Oh sure, no problem. What time do you think you will be here so I can have dinner ready?” Rose asked as she stood up and smoothed out her black skirt.

“Let’s say around 6:30 or 7ish. I’m going to stop by my place and take a shower first.”

“Okay, I’ll see you later babe.” Rose swiped the screen of her phone and set it on the desk.

As Thomas opened the door to the motel he said, “Come on in Gill.”

“You handled that quick this morning. That’s why you’re my best guy.” Gill put his hand on Thomas’s shoulder as he walked passed him to the chair in the corner.

“Yeah, about that.” Thomas said as he scratched the top of his head, “I told you I wanted out of this Gill. That’s the whole reason I moved to Middleton. We already talked about this.” Thomas sat down on the edge of the motel mattress and faced Gill.

“I know you told me you wanted out, but things have changed. There are some real threats to the agency right now and you are the man we trust to complete the mission with accuracy. Gill folded his hands together.

“Look Gill, I’m out. Find a new recruit, hell I don’t really care. I am done. There is no discussing this. I have a good thing going for me in Middleton and I plan on keeping it that way.” Thomas was very direct in his tone.

“Ah yes, Rose is it?” Gills eyebrows shot up.

“That’s right. Her name is Rose. So this is it. I don’t ever want to get another phone call from you unless its to say Happy Birthday. Do you understand?”

“Well sure I understand buddy. No problem.” Gill stood up and shook his head as he walked towards the exit.

“Good. My flight leaves in a few hours and I still have to pack up and get to the airport. See yeah around Gill, and remember, I’m out this time.” The door shut behind Gill as he left the room and Thomas had the feeling that Gill wasn’t taking him seriously. That really didn’t matter though; Thomas wasn’t taking out any more targets. In fact, he was tossing this cell phone just as soon as got back to Middleton so Gill couldn’t call him anymore.

Rose was excited that Thomas was coming back to her house in a few hours. She really wanted him to taste her cooking too. She enjoyed cooking and her mother always told her that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Rose looked at her watch as she lifted her hand to turn the library lights off for the night. It was 4pm on the dot. This left her just enough time to get home and shower, change, and heat up the chicken from Friday night. Thomas had left her a little flustered earlier on the phone but she loved the feeling of anticipation. Thomas was good at that, leaving Rose with a sense of what’s to come later on. She was excited. She had firsthand knowledge of the pleasure Thomas was capable of inflicting on her, but to know that he was going to stay the entire night made her nervous in a good way.

Thomas’s flight arrived in to Middleton Regional Airport at 4:05pm and he had gone straight to his apartment and jumped in the shower, but not long after he was finished taking a hammer to his cell phone. As he was buttoning up his black dress shirt it dawned on Thomas that he couldn’t remember the last time he had been this excited over a woman. Sure, he had been with woman in the past, lots of them actually grabbed his attention over the course of his travels per Gill, but none of them had quite the same effect that Rose put on him. He thought it might be because it has been awhile since he had last actually been with a woman and the newness wasn’t wearing off quite as fast as it had in the past. He dismissed that though because this was different. What he felt went beyond what any other woman had struck in him. Thomas wasn’t concerned about his own needs anymore. He only wanted to please Rose. He wanted so much to be the man that she deserves to have by her side and he compensated by making extra efforts at making her feel special. So tonight he was bringing an exceptional bottle of wine from 1962 along with a dozen long stem roses. He laughed at the irony in it, a rose for Rose.

Rose was humming and anxiously watching the clock as she paced back and forth in her kitchen. Thomas should be at her house in less than an hour and she couldn’t wait to kiss his lips. There was a secure feeling to his presence which she particularly appreciated. He was strong and a lot bigger than she was and being wrapped up in his arms felt like she was in the arms of Hercules himself. Rose opened the oven and to take a peek at the chicken. It smelled amazing. Like savory herbs with a hint of garlic and butter in the air. The rosemary came through too, which made the air retain a cozy feel. She knew Thomas was going to love it. She almost lost her breath when she heard the doorbell ring. “Just a minute, I’ll be right there.” She yelled down the hallway. Rose took a quick glance in the mirror to check that her eyeliner wasn’t smudging anywhere. “Here goes nothing.” She said to herself as she walked to the front door.

“You’re early.” Rose said as she opened the door. Thomas looked amazing in his black button-up shirt. He smelled like a demi-god. “What’s that you’re wearing? It smells amazing.”

“Here. These are for you.” He handed Rose the bottle of wine and the roses. “Oh that, that’s all natural baby.” Thomas joked as he wrapped his arms around Rose. She was so small in his arms and he easily picked her up and spun her around as he kissed her on the cheek. “I missed you. I am sorry I had to run out the other night. I hope I didn’t offend you.”

“Not at all. I hope you’re hungry.” Rose said and she turned and led him to the kitchen. She didn’t want him to start kissing her because last time they did that, they ended up on the living room sofa. Not that she didn’t like it, because it was the best time of her life, but she wanted to slow the pace down a bit tonight. “I’ll put these in water and this on ice.” Rose put her nose above the roses, “They smell wonderful, just like you. It must be that all natural thing.” She looked up at Thomas with a smirk on her face.

“Speaking of smells, the chicken smells amazing and speaking of amazing, look at you. You look like a million bucks.” Thomas looked at how Roses little black dress hugged her mid-section. She had the shape of a super model. She was shaped like an hour glass and he remembered how it felt to have his hands wrapped around her waist when he was making love to her the other night.

“This old thing?” Rose said modestly.

“It sure doesn’t look old.” He sat down at the kitchen table.

“Dinner is ready so let me fix our plates.”

“Great, I’ll pour the wine.” Thomas needed a drink after the day he had and it couldn’t help but ease any tensions Rose may be feeling.

As Rose brought their plates of food to the table Thomas couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t wearing a bra. He didn’t see a panty line either and the thought of her completely naked under that sexy black dress made his cock start to rise. He tried to push the thought of her body out of his mind but  his cock had a mind all of its own. Rose didn’t talk much as she ate her chicken and drank her wind. She was on her third glass already and her cheeks were starting to flush. Thomas thought that it was sexy on her but when she placed her fork on her plate, signaling that she was finished, Thomas seen a chance of opportunity to finally get his hands on her. He arose from his chair and quickly made his way around the table. “I think you have had enough to drink for now babe. Don’t you?”

“Yeah, I am starting to feel the wine, but it is so good. What year is it again?”

“Who cares about the year? Come here you.” Thomas took Rose by the hand and pulled it towards him until Rose was standing face to face with him. “You are so beautiful and the meal was wonderful, but I’m ready for dessert.” Thomas leaned in and kissed her softly on her lips. Rose’s lips parted ever so slightly and his tongue dipped inside of her hot mouth. His tongue danced with her for what seemed like forever and he loved the way she tasted. His began to wonder around her waist. He reached behind her and grabbed her by her plump ass and let his fingers smoothly glide over her curves. He was right, she wasn’t wearing any underwear. His dick became rock hard and his pushed it into Rose.

Rose felt how hard Thomas was and her pussy reacted to him. She was throbbing and she could feel the moisture between her legs. She was getting wetter and wetter with every kiss and stroke of his hands on her body. She took a step back and looked him in the eyes while she slowly lifted her dress up and over her head. She twisted it with a quick flick of her wrist and tossed one end over Thomas’s neck. She used her twisted black dress to pull Thomas close to her as he lifted her up and set her on the counter. The bottle of wine crashed to the floor but they didn’t stop. While taking her breast in his mouth he unzipped his pants and pushed them with his boxers to the floor and stepped out of the legs. His cock was hard and erect and it stood in full anticipation of what was to come. Rose tilted her head back with pleasure as she parted her legs to either side of Thomas. His cock rubbed against her hard clit and he let it just touch the entrance to her pussy. She was wet and he used it to lubricate the head of his thick head. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down against her pussy and Rose gasped in pleasure. Her pussy wasn’t just throbbing, it was pulsating with her own heart beat and she wanted him badly. “Take me Thomas.” Rose gasped.

Thomas slowly let the head of his cock enter Rose. He let it go in just enough to touch her G-spot and then he took it out and rubbed her clit some more. He dipped his cock inside her again, this time even slower and Rose’s pussy muscles grasped at his cock. Her nails were digging into his firm ass as she tried to pull him into her. He resisted her and he playfully teased her pussy with the head of his cock. “You like that baby?” Thomas whispered softly into her ear and then kissed her neck.

“I fucking love it.” Rose gasped.

Thomas entered her slowly and when he knew she couldn’t take it anymore he let all 9 inches of his thick and hard cock enter her. He filled her up and it seemed as if her pussy was shaped to fit his dick perfectly. “Oh my god Rose, you feel so good.”

“So do baby, give it to me.” Rose grabbed at his ass harder this time motioning him to fuck her deeper and harder. Thomas did as her body was requesting and he fucked her harder. He let his cock touch the depths of her soaking wet pussy and he could feel the pleasure building in his cock. He knew he was on the verge of exploding inside of her and he wanted to feel the sweet release of her cuming on his cock first. He thrust his cock in and out of her hot, wet pussy a little faster. He could feel her pussy walls clenching in a faster rhythm. He could hear her rapid breathing with his and he knew she was about to explode on his cock. “Let it go Rose. Cum all over my cock. I want to feel you cum.” Thomas couldn’t hold it anymore. The feeling was to intense and his cock had quit pulsating. It was just steady trying to hold back the eruption. “Oh shit baby, I’m going to cum inside your pussy. Cum with me.” Thomas mustered up one final deep thrust inside of her with his cock and they both exploded in pleasure. Their hearts were racing and Roses body was shaking underneath Thomas now. He kissed her on her neck and then on her hot mouth. They were trying to catch their breath but they couldn’t stop kissing each other.               Rose felt Thomas’s body relax on top of her and she couldn’t believe that they had just experienced that much intense pleasure at the same time. She could feel her pussy still pulsating and convulsing from the orgasm Thomas just gave her and she knew they were strong enough for Thomas to feel it on his now relaxing cock.  “You’re amazing. I can’t believe that just happened.” Rose couldn’t fight back the laughter that escaped her mouth.

“What’s so funny?” Thomas smiled at her.

“No, nothing. I just can’t believe how good you just made me feel. I mean look at me, I’m shaking.” Rose looked up at Thomas. He was staring deeply into her eyes and it made her feel something. She didn’t quite know if she should tell him but she knew in her heart that she felt real love for him. She decided to keep it to herself for now. She didn’t want anything to scare him away. Not tonight. Everything was going so good.

 

Rose and Thomas walked into the bedroom, leaving their plates and clothes on the kitchen table. They climbed into her queen sized bed and just held one another close. Thomas ran his fingers through her hair as she played with the hair on his chest. “Expecting any phone calls tonight?” Rose asked shyly.

“Actually, I lost my phone helping Gill move. So no, no phone calls baby.” Thomas thought a little white lie couldn’t hurt. He was glad he smashed his cell phone and nobody could interrupt the night he was spending with Rose. He was finally able to just be with her and nothing was going to fuck it up for him. “Can I tell you something?” Thomas asked as he pulled her even closer into him.

“Anything.” Rose said.

“I don’t want you to freak out when I say this and I know I just met you a few weeks ago, but I am falling in love with you Rose. I really feel a connection with you deep inside of myself and I never want to spend another day without you in my life.”

Rose wasn’t sure how she should respond. Nobody but her close family had ever told her that they loved her but she had those same strong feelings for him. She didn’t even have to think about it long when she responded, “I love you too Thomas. Please stay with me tonight.

“There is nowhere else I would rather be but right here in your arms.” Thomas kissed Rose on her forehead and then he wrapped her in his strong arms. They both drifted to sleep in one another’s arms waking up twice I the night to make love with one another. Thomas couldn’t believe how badly he wanted Rose. Over and over again, all night long. He fell asleep hoping that the morning wouldn’t come to soon. He fell asleep watching Rose dreaming that night and as he slept he dreamt of them walking together in a field behind some pine trees.

Rose fell asleep in Thomas’s arms that night and for the first time in her life she knew how it felt to be loved by a man that she thought the world of. Her body was so tired from all the love they shared together that night, but her heart couldn’t get enough of it. The feeling of Thomas running his fingers through her hair relaxed her enough to falls asleep and they both felt real love for the first time as they lay their together, dreaming of one another.

Bent Over and Pounded

Ménage Erotica

 

Part 1

All Filled Up!

 

NOTE TO READERS                                                                           

 

This is a new erotica story with explicit themes involving sexual erotic themes. Intended for mature audiences.

 

 

Copyright © 2014 JD

Cover image used under license from www.shutterstock.com

Chapter One

 

Timothy Stewart folded his Armani suit sleeve cuffs over and smoothly ran his soft hands over the length of his chest. While running his long fingers through his cropped light brown hair, he looked in the mirror and said, “You are looking sharp man.” Timothy often spoke to himself in the mirror while getting ready for his hectic days. He had grown accustomed to being alone when he woke up in the mornings. The thought of women drove him wild, but the thought of living with one, now that was something he had avoided his entire life. The cruelty of his parents’ divorce had affected him in such a way that he pictured all women as being callous and cold hearted. His mother, Evelynn, had cheated on his father with over three men and she had the audacity to take over half of his father’s multi-billion estate. She left Timothy and his father to suffer in the wake of her abrupt abandonment, and she hadn’t even called to see how either of them was doing in over nine years. The memory of his father’s hot tears streaming from his eyes is something that made Timothy loath his mother, but the child in him still yearned for her embrace.

Though Timothy thought of woman as being such cruel creatures, it hadn’t stopped him from enjoying the company of many women over the years. He actually had a hard time keeping them off of him. The minute women noticed him pull up in his red and black 2011 Bugatti Veyron they were straightening their spines and perking out their perky chests and firm rear ends. Timothy thought it typical of the gold-diggers to try and present themselves as trophy women, and he couldn’t help but be physically attracted to the feminine nature of their gold-digging game. He had the money at his disposal to make the women feel like they were getting over on him. After all, his father was the owner of one of the largest hotel chains in the nation, so he often flashed his money and spoiled the lucky woman who was temporarily in his life. That’s exactly what it was, temporary. Anything more than one or two nights would most certainly lead to his heart being ripped from his chest, so he kept everything personal about himself strictly of the table in conversations. Though there were never any real conversations transpiring between the lady he had for the time, as they mostly swapped body fluids and sweat on the way to the high-end boutiques on Michigan Avenue, the final destination of all his sexual encounters. Today, Timothy had a few errands to run before the 10:30 am meeting with the district managers of the Chicago hotel locations.  Last night Timothy spilt some red wine on his $3,000 Armani suit jacket and he had to get it to the dry cleaners before the stain set in permanently, then he had to make a deposit at two separate banks and it was already 8:45 am.

Timothy turned right onto the 29 hundred block of Ashland Avenue in his black and red exotic car. He loved his car; it was his baby, the one, and only love in his life. When he got out of his car and walked up to the door of the cleaners, he noticed the blinds were still down. “What the hell?” Timothy said. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” The dry cleaners were still closed. It wasn’t like them to be closed ever. He had been getting his suits cleaned there for over five years, and they did an excellent job of getting his suites clean and they never lost his items once. He was a creature of habit, so he was loyal to the dry cleaners. Timothy had no choice but to drive to the cleaners’ second location, but it was on Pulaski Avenue, a 20-minute drive in the mid-morning traffic, and he had never been there. He had only known about it from talking with the owner a few months back while he was paying for the service.

Timothy wove in and out of traffic on his way to the Pulaski location. When he came to an abrupt stop in front of the dry cleaners, he grabbed his wine stained suit from the custom leather passenger seat and got out of his car. Walking up to the door he noticed a brunette woman in her early 20’s leaning up against the faded red brick building. She was mindfully engaged with her cell phone, social media most likely, and she had a white filtered cigarette in her hand. She hadn’t even noticed his exotic sports car pull up in front of her.  As he got closer, he noticed that she was wearing a shirt with the dry cleaner logo on it. “Excuse me,” Timothy said sternly. The woman didn’t reply, and Timothy became instantly impatient, “Excuse me, do you work here?” he asked. The woman looked up at him as if she had just stepped in hot gum with her bare feet, “Yeah, what’s up?” Timothy thought it was typical for a woman of her stature to act so unprofessional and bothered by a random man, but he had yet to cross a woman who didn’t immediately speak with her best manners in front of him. “Well, your other location on Michigan Avenue seems to be closed today. I need this cleaned by six tonight.” Timothy held the soiled suit out to her. “Yeah, the pipes broke in the back room last night and all their customers are coming here for the next few days until it’s fixed. Come with me.” She tossed her cigarette to the ground and twisted her faded white Avia tennis shoes to put it out. Timothy noticed her ankles were very sleek and feminine. He noticed things like that, and he usually found it to be one of a woman’s best qualities. She held the door open for him and motioned with her hand, “After you sir.”

 Chapter Two

 

Crystal Matthews was having a bad day. She was overbooked with dry cleaning because of the closing of the other location. She had just received an overdrawn statement from her bank account on her cell phone when a customer walked up to her and tried to hand her a soiled piece of clothing. Her recent ex-boyfriend had stolen her ATM card last week, and he cleaned her bank account out of $3,300.00 before she even noticed it missing from her wallet. He just so happens to do it on the day she wrote a check for her tuition for the semesters credit hours. She didn’t know how she was going to come up with the money for school and actually make it to class with everything going on, and she was on the verge of crying. She had learned the hard way to never touch a customer’s soiled clothing without her latex gloves on and when she held the door open for this new customer she noticed how amazing he smelled as he walked past her. It temporarily distracted her from the overwhelming problems she was having, and she asked, “Can I have your name?” as she walked around the counter and clicked the mouse on the computer. “Timothy Stewart.” He replied.

“E-R or A-R?” Crystal asked. She had made a mistake in the past with the spelling of a customer’s last name and had returned clothing to the wrong person; it almost cost her job, and she was extra careful now.

“A-R,” Timothy glanced at his Rolex watch, it was already 9:22 am. “I need to leave. I will be back at 6 tonight to pick it up.” Timothy turned to leave.

“Wait.”

“Is there a problem?”

“What is your phone number? I need to enter it into the system?” Crystal looked up at him for the first time.

Timothy noticed the crystal blue color of her eyes, and it caught him off guard for a second, “Umm, 244-448-1700”, he said. He was amazed at the color of her eyes. He had never seen a color blue so clear that held so much depth.

“One more time,” Crystal said.

He walked closer to her and put one hand on the counter as he noticed the macroeconomic school book on the counter, “244-448-1700.”

“Thanks. So you want to pick it up at 6?”

“That’s what I said.” Timothy noticed how luscious her lips looked, and she thoughtlessly moistened them with her tongue as she entered the numbers into the keyboard. This girl didn’t seem to care who he was or what he drove, and it surprised him. Most women would be falling all over him by now. That is what he had grown accustomed to, but her, she seemed to be clueless. ” She must be a lesbian.” Timothy thought to himself. Surely if she was a heterosexual woman she would be trying to get his attention, married or not. Women didn’t seem to bother with the fact that they were taken and sworn into a marriage, as loyalty is not a woman’s strong suit.

Crystal was taken aback when she finally glanced up at Timothy for the first time. Her mind was going a million miles an hour with all the financial problems, but she couldn’t help but notice how attractive he was. She knew herself well, and she knew she had a big problem with falling in love with the wrong guy. She seemed always to end up with a man who cheated on her or stole from her. A few of them even had hidden drug addictions, and she once found a glass pipe twisted in her sheets from a one-night-stand she had. She quickly looked away from him and moved her macroeconomics book to her bag by her feet, but not before noticing the honey brown eyes and tan skin he had and how tall he was too. He had to be about 6’1. She could tell that he worked out; she could see the outline of his biceps through his silk suit. She had never been with a man who wore high-end suits, or any suite at all for that matter, but she could tell it was expensive. “Lucky.” Crystal thought to herself. She would give anything to have enough money just to buy a decent pair of shoes. While she was entering Timothy’s phone number into the computer to find his account, she noticed the flashy watch on his wrist too. “Nice watch.” She said to him.

“Thank you. I bought it as a gift for myself.” Timothy grinned.

“That’s nice. I can’t remember the last time I bought something nice for myself.”  She looked back at the computer screen.

“Well, that’s a shame girl. You should always do something nice for yourself. Does your man get you nice gifts?” Timothy knew he was fishing for information, but he didn’t know why.

Crystal laughed, “Ha ha. Sure. Why just last week I woke up to a gift of a stolen ATM card, and then this morning, right while you were walking up actually, I was alerted on my phone of the overdraft amount that he surprised me with as well.” Crystal knew she had offered him a little too much personal information, but she was angry inside, and it felt good to vent, especially to a stranger. She looked up at him again, and she could make out his scent again. “Was that cologne a gift to yourself too?” She asked.

“What? Your man stole your ATM card? What kind of man does that?” Timothy knew of women stealing a little cash now and then. Hell, he had woken up to $500 less in his wallet than then when he went to sleep with one woman a few months back, but he had never known of a man to be so cold. “I hope you pressed charges.” He said sternly.

“What good would that do? This city has so much crime as it is, they wouldn’t do anything about it. I would spend more time down there and away from work I would end up losing even more money.” Crystal put her hand to her head; she was still telling him too much.

Timothy was fascinated by this woman. “What’s your name?”

“My name?” Crystal said in a confused tone.

“You do have one don’t you?”

“Crystal.” She said sheepishly.

“Well Crystal, I hope you have learned your lesson and stopped dating losers.” Timothy straightened himself. He thought he had just given this clueless woman the best piece of advice of her sad life.

“Gee, you think?” Crystal rolled her eyes at his comment. She wasn’t an idiot just because her heart continuously fell for the wrong type of guy. “It’s not like I knew he was a thief before I brought him home you know. Your shirt will be ready at 6.” Crystal was annoyed by his accusational piece of advice, and she had clothes to dry clean waiting for her in the back room.

Timothy looked at his watch again, “You’re right, I need to get going. Be sure to keep the wrinkles out of that too. It’s 100% silk and will wrinkle easily.” He turned and opened the door to leave.

“Will do, Mr. Stewart.” Crystal watched him as he walked towards the door. He had a cute butt from her vantage point.

Timothy glanced back at her and said, “Guerlain Vetiver.”

“What? What does that mean?” Crystal asked as she thought he just caught her checking out his butt.

“Guerlain Vetiver. The cologne I am wearing. It’s the same stuff Andy Garcia wears.” Timothy ran his fingers through his hair and let the door close behind him. He walked into the street and around to his car, running a hand over the top of it as he opened the driver side door.

Crystal watched as Timothy walked to the street. When he placed a hand on the roof of the exotic car in the street she realized just how much money he must have. She hadn’t even noticed that sexy car pull up in front of the store before. She had a passion for exotic cars, and she knew right away that it was a 2011 Bugatti Veyron. “What I wouldn’t give to ride in one of those.” Crystal thought to herself.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Three

 

Timothy’s drive to the Chicago Community Bank went by really fast. He couldn’t get the amazing image of Crystal’s blue eyes out of his head. He had a twisted feeling in his stomach, like a bunch of knots twisting inside of his gut. The way she had licked her lips had Timothy’s mouthwatering, and he started imagining what she might taste like. The fact that she didn’t care about his car or money, attracted him to Crystal. He has heard plenty of sob stories from random women over the course of his life. Women would tell him anything to get some sympathy and a few extra hundred dollars to spend on Michigan Avenue. However, he never once felt sympathetic for the reckless nature of those women. Crystal, on the other hand, he felt deep sympathy for her story. She hadn’t meant to tell him about her boyfriend stealing her money; he had sort of brought it up when he asked if her man bought her nice things. Why did he ask her that anyways? It was at that moment when he questions his motives for asking her about her man, that he realized he wanted to do something special for Crystal. He had a few hours before he had to go back to the dry cleaners and pick up his suit, which gave him plenty of time to concoct an idea. He couldn’t remember a time when he wanted to do something special for a woman that he wasn’t about to sleep with. Crystal made him feel different. There was something about her nonchalant attitude towards him and life in general that acted as a magnet. Timothy decided not to stop at the next bank to make a deposit. No, he had other plans for the $17,000.00 he had in the rubber cash envelope under his seat.

Crystal starred at the Bugatti as it drove off. She was thinking about Timothy and the way he looked and smelled. He was a perfect match for the type of men she was usually attracted to. He was tall, tan, dark eyes, and a great smile. However, most men that fit that description have some sort of messy past that usually lands her in someone’s dog house and kicking her own ass at the end of a terrible and devastating breakup. She pulled out her Macroeconomics text book from her back pack that lay at her feet under the counter. She decided to spend every free minute she had studying up as she didn’t know how much longer she was going to be able to afford school. Hopefully, if she studied hard enough and kept her GPA up, she could get the scholarship her college offers to students who excel in their studies. Crystal had plans of becoming a global economist someday so she would be financially independent and not have to worry where her next moths rent was going to come from. She treated the wine stain on the silk suit and then zipped it up in the plastic bag to prepare it for heating. She set the plastic dry cleaning bag into the machine and set the timer as images of Timothy driving away in his Bugatti filled her head once again. She heard the phone on the front counter ringing, so she quickly headed for the desk. “Super-dry –dry cleaning, how may I help you!” Crystal chirped into the phone.

“Hello Crystal” Timothy spoke softly into the other end of the phone.

“Who is this?” Crystal thought the voice was familiar but wasn’t quite sure.

“Andy Garcia.” Timothy smiled as he thought what he said was funny.

Crystal smiled, she knew it was Timothy but when he said Andy Garcia it made her laugh a little. “Timothy, if you’re calling about your shirt, it’s not ready. You just dropped it off, and if you’re calling to cancel the service you’re too late, I already started the process.”

“Actually, I was calling for you.”

Crystal was speechless, she had no idea why he would be calling to talk to her, but she felt a little giddy about it. After all, Timothy was handsome, and his car was super sexy. “For me?” Crystal asked.

“Yes. I have a proposition for you.

“Oh yeah, and what’s that? You know I can’t give you dry cleaned clothes for free right?” Crystal was sarcastic in her tone.

“No, it’s not that at all. Actually, earlier today I paid off your school tuition for the rest of the year.”

“What? Bull shit. You don’t even know where I go to school.”

“Actually I do. You see, your school book was on the counter today, so I called the owner of the cleaners, he’s somewhat of a friend of mine and I asked him. Then I called your schools financial office and paid $17,000 on your account.”

Crystals jaw dropped. She couldn’t believe he would do something like that. He didn’t even know her. “What the hell did you do that for? I mean thank you, but why?” Crystal thought he had to be pulling her leg.

“Well, besides the fact that you are beautiful, I can see that you work hard and juggle school. When you told me what you ex did to you, I was appalled. Just consider it a gift from a stranger. However, I want you to do something for me now.”

“You mean like a hooker?” Crystal was starting to feel disrespected by his so-called proposition, and the irritation came through in her voice.

“No, not like a hooker. Like a date. Will you go out with me tonight?” Timothy shook his head that she would think that he was treating her like a hooker. He even felt like an ass for presenting it in a way to give her the assumption in the first place. “I am sorry if I said it wrong. You don’t have to go out with me, but I would really like to take you out on a date. I’m not expecting sex or anything like that; I just want to get to know you better.”

“Well, I suppose I could go with you. When?”

“Tonight? I am going to need to change and get ready.”

“Don’t worry about that. I want you to come with me just as you are. We’re not going anywhere fancy, just to a family restaurant to talk, get to know one another better.”

“Are you sure? I mean I will just be getting off work.” Crystal looked at her reflection in the window, and she really didn’t want to go out with this rich guy looking a mess.

“Yes, I am sure. I will be there at 6:30 to pick up my shirt and to pick you up. I already called your boss, and you can close the shop at 6:30.”

“You did what? Really?” Crystal was astonished. She couldn’t believe a handsome man like Timothy would go through so much trouble and effort just to take her out on a date. Not even a date really, but a get together. She was very flattered and so nervous.

“Then it’s settled then. I will be there at 6:30 to get you. Don’t worry, we’ll have fun. Bye now.” Timothy ended the phone call on his cell phone.

 

 

 

 

Chapter Four

 

Timothy was excited. He had made all the arrangements to take Crystal out. He felt something Crystal, and he didn’t know why, but he liked the feeling and more than that, he trusted the feeling that she was just right for him. During his meeting with the District Representatives, all he could think about was Crystal’s eyes and her lips. He imagined how their conversation would go. He didn’t know what he would say to a lower class girl like her. He didn’t want to come off too strong to make her think that he just wanted to sleep with her, although he really did want to sleep with her eventually. However, he wanted to get to know her; her likes and dislikes, what she did for fun and what her favorite color was. He wanted to know her passions and her dreams. He just wanted to know everything about her. When he looked at his watch, it was already 5 pm. He quickly took the elevator to the lower parking level and got into his car.

Crystal was excited about Timothy wanting to take her out. She hoped he didn’t look at her as a charity case, and she really hoped that he picked her up in that Bugatti Veyron. She couldn’t believe she was actually going to get a chance to ride in one. She hurried up and got all the dry cleaning done for the day and took especially careful attention to Timothy’s silk suit. “No wrinkles.” She thought to herself. Then she heard the bell to the front door chime.  When she went to the front desk there standing before her was Timothy. He looked amazing. He wasn’t wearing the suit he had on earlier that morning. Instead, he had on a pair of nice jeans and a dark blue dress shirt. He looked amazing, sexy, and she couldn’t take her eyes off of him. “You’re early.” She said as she looked at the clock, “it’s only 5:45”.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I thought we could talk here for a while until it’s time to go.”

“Well your shirt is ready, let me go get it.”

“Can I come with you back there? I have never seen behind the scenes at a dry cleaner.” Timothy was sincere in his question, as he was slightly curious as to how the entire process went.

“Well, I don’t see why not, follow me,” Crystal said as she turned and headed for the back room.

Timothy watched Crystals butt as she walked ahead of him. She had a switch in her walk, more like a sway in her hips and it turned him on. “So this is the guts of the place huh?” Timothy looked around at all the plastic bags hanging from the metal line and the machines lined up against the right side wall.

“Yup, there really isn’t much to it. Let me get your shirt. She reached up to get the plastic wrapped shirt off the line and was straining on her tip-toes.”

“Here, let me get that for you.” Timothy walked up behind her and grabbed for the shirt, “This one?” he asked as his crotch pressed up against Crystal’s rear.

Crystal put her hands down and said “Yup, that one.” She felt his crotch bump up against her butt, and she liked how it felt. She could tell that he was huge. The bulge in his pants felt thick like a mound of firm softness. It kind of turned her on, and Timothy lingered there for a moment, so Crystal reared up against it. “What are you doing girl?” She thought to herself.

Timothy felt Crystal’s reaction to him pressing against her butt, and he could tell she liked it as she pressed back into him. He left the hanger on the line, and he slowly brought his hands down and put them around her waist. “You are so beautiful. Turn around.” He spoke softly into her ear.

When Crystal turned around to face Timothy she was surprised at the softness and sincerity in his expression. He looked at her in her eyes, as if he was trying to speak to her soul with them. He lightly put his fingertips onto her cheek and said, “You’re like an angle. Your skin is so soft, and your eyes hold a light in them that I have never seen before. How could any man screw things up with you?” Timothy leaned closer into her and his lips parted ever so slightly.

Crystal couldn’t believe what he had just said. “Nobody has ever said anything like that to me before.” She was telling the truth and his words made her weak in the knees like a wet spaghetti noodle, she wanted to collapse right there into his arms. “Why are you telling me all this Timothy? You don’t even know me. I bet you say this to all the girls in your life.”

Timothy stepped back and looked deeply into her eyes, searching for something, anything, but he was speechless until he finally said, “I have never spoken this way to a woman. To be honest, I have never felt these strong of feelings and attraction for anyone. I look into your eyes, and I feel like I have known you forever. To be honest, it scares me. You are so beautiful.” Thomas leaned in and kissed Crystal softly on her cheek, slowly kissing her over and over until he placed his lips on hers. Crystal let a gasp escape from her throat as she began to feel weak. Her mouth parted ever so slightly, and Timothy kissed her deeply. His tongue slowly entered her warm mouth until it found her tongue. Their tongues danced a slow dance of passion and Crystal was growing weak in her knees. She couldn’t believe the intense sparks flying between them at that moment, and she knew right away Timothy was different than any many she had ever been with.  Crystal placed her hands on either of Timothy’s arms and ran them up the course of his strong and muscular arms. The feeling of his strength through his silk suit was making her wet in all the right places, and she had the sudden urge of wanting him. She slowly started to unbutton his silk shirt when Timothy stopped her and turned his head to one side. “Are you sure you want this Crystal? This isn’t why I gave you the money.”

Breathlessly she said, “Yes, I want you. I want you right here. Right now. Don’t you want me too?”

Timothy quickly leaned into her as he ripped his silk shirt open. The buttons went flying in every direction as Crystal lifted her shirt from over her head. “Are you crazy? Of course, I want you.” Timothy said as he reached around and unhooked her pink bra and let it fall off her arms and onto the floor. Crystal’s breasts were full and soft. Her nipples were erect, and she reached down and unzipped his zipper. Timothy slid her jeans down and off her legs. He slowly started to kiss her legs working his way up and past her knee. He kissed her panties and then pulled on them with his teeth in a teasing manner. Crystal could feel herself start to throb, and she wanted to feel him inside of her. Crystal reached down and slid her panties off as Timothy continued to kiss and suck on her mound. She gasped, “Don’t stop.” Timothy stood up and picked her up as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her to the dry cleaning machine and placed her on top of it as he set her down. He pushed her legs apart and slowly started to lick her. He softly dipped his tongue inside of her and let the tip of his tongue barely touch her clit. Over and over he licked her pussy lips up and down, letting her clit get erect from pleasure. He spread her lips open with two fingers and slowly began to lick her pussy. He moved his tongue in a circular motion, slower and slower with every lick. Then he slid his firm tongue inside of her until he could feel her muscles tighten around his tongue.

Crystal never imagined a man could make her feel this good. The way Timothy was teasing and licking her was making her throb, and she could feel her heart beat between her legs. She craved him from deep within herself, but she didn’t want him to stop licking her. It felt so good that she arched her back and tilted her head, lifting her legs slightly off the machine. Nobody had ever given her so much pleasure with their mouth and tongue, and she was in a haze of pleasure. Timothy stood up and pulled Crystal closer to him until his hard erection was touching her clit. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he pulled himself close to her and let his thickness slowly enter her until she was completely filled with him. He didn’t pull out or even move. Timothy let his thickness stay there, pulsating with her clenching muscles letting the pleasure and intensity rise between them. “I can’t take it anymore, please give it to me.” Crystal panted as she gripped his back. Timothy slowly moved himself in and out of her, picking up speed with each deep thrust inside of her wet mound. “You’re going to make me explode girl,” Thomas said as he thrust harder inside of her.

“Cum with me, ah, ah, I’m going to cum.” Crystal let out a soft and long moan as her body and legs started to quiver. The feeling of Crystal’s muscles contracting in orgasm brought him over the edge of pleasure, and he exploded his juices deep inside of her as his legs shook. He rested his head on her chest as he kissed her breasts while catching his breath.

 

 

 

 

Chapter Five

 

Timothy and Crystal rested there, looking at one another with awe on their flushed faces. Just then they heard a chiming noise from the front room. Crystal looked at Timothy, “Oh shit, someone’s here.”

“Hurry up and get dressed, I’ll stay back here while you tell them your closed.”

“Okay, I’ll be right back.” She said as she quickly pulled up her pants and tossed on her shirt, not even bothering to put her bra back on. “Just a sec, I’ll be right there,” Crystal said loudly towards the front room. She looked back at Timothy and noticed he was laughing at her as he got his pants back on. “I’m going to need my dry cleaning. I think this shirt is trashed, I don’t even know where the buttons went.”

“Keep it down, and your shirts right there hanging up. Put that one on.” She smiled as she walked through the door to attend to the customer.

As Crystal left to deal with whoever just interrupted them at such a bad time, Timothy couldn’t help but think how completely amazing Crystal was. She was everything he never thought a woman could be. She was funny and beautiful. She didn’t care about his money or his fancy car and more than that; the sex was completely amazing. He could tell that her body reacted to him in a way none of the other gold diggers he had slept with in the past had. If he didn’t know any better, Timothy was starting to have some sort of emotional feelings for Crystal, and he had just met her not even 10 hours ago. Crystal was unlike any woman he had ever met or seen, and he didn’t want to let her go. He didn’t want to drop her off on Michigan Avenue, although he would take there to buy her whatever she might want. He felt compelled to do anything and everything for her, and he didn’t care about anything else but her at that moment. He took his silk shirt out of the dry cleaning plastic wrap and put it on.  Then he leaned up against the machine to wait for Crystal to return as he licked his lips to taste what was left of Crystal’s sweet juices. Timothy thought she tasted delicious. Unlike any woman, he had ever tasted before, and he knew it was because of how he felt about her.

Crystal walked through the door and said, “Well that was close huh?”

“Who cares? That was the best moment of my life, and if the entire building had fell I wouldn’t have noticed. I need to tell you something Crystal, and I know this is going to sound like a line, but you need to know that it isn’t. I don’t tell the truth to women; I just don’t. Something about you makes me want to be a better person, and I don’t ever want to lose that feeling.”

“What did I do? Was I not good or something?” Crystal’s eyes started to get moist.

“No. Not at all.” He walked towards her and took her by her hands. “Crystal, before today, before this morning, I only thought of women as something to satisfy my physical needs.”

Crystals head tilted to the right and Timothy said, “But after coming here, after meeting you and kissing you and the feeling of being inside of you, you are so much more than that. I don’t want to leave. I don’t want to be away from you. I feel like I have known you my entire life or something. And no, I haven’t been drinking. This isn’t easy for me to say out loud, so you have to know I am telling you the truth when I say this next part. Will you be with me? Will give me a chance to prove to you that I am serious about you and that I want to be with you? I promise I will never hurt you. I will never lie to you or hold you back from anything you want to do with your life. I will never look down on you or make you feel less-than because, to be honest, you are more than anything I could have ever dreamed of.” Timothy’s eyes started to tear up, and his nose started to sting. He didn’t even try to hold it back either.

Timothy, you barely know me. How can you expect me to believe this isn’t just an act? I mean, I feel a spark and a connection with you too, but maybe it’s just because you are unlike any man I have ever been with. I mean, you just paid my entire tuition for school, and that could be a reason why I feel so connected or crazy for you. I don’t want you to think I am using you for anything.” Crystal started to cry, and she looked down towards the cement floor.

Timothy lifted her head tenderly by her chin, so she was looking directly at him with those amazing blue and sad eyes, “But you don’t have to worry about that baby. You couldn’t use me because I would give you anything your heart could possibly want. You don’t even have to ask. I want to be with you. Please, just give me a chance to try and prove that to you. We can take it slow.”

Crystal laughed, “If this is your idea of slow I don’t want to know what your idea of fast looks like.”

Timothy laughed, “That’s my girl. Everything will be perfect, I promise. Now close the damn store, so we can get something to eat, I’m famished.” Timothy kissed Crystal deeply and with a passion that he didn’t even know existed inside of him and slapped her on her butt as she turned to lock up the front door.

Timothy waited outside by his car while Crystal locked up the front door. When she turned around and started to walk towards the car she was surprised when Timothy tossed her the keys, “Ever drove before?”

“Oh my god, not a Bugatti, but sure I drive. Are you going to let me drive your car? Really?” Crystal skipped to the driver’s side door with keys in hand and said, “I can’t believe this is really happening.” When they got inside Crystal turned to Timothy and said, “I really don’t feel comfortable going to a restaurant right now, I mean look at me. I am a mess and have been working all day.”

“Well then, I have a better idea. I bet you didn’t know I’m a great cook.”

“You cook!” Crystal shockingly said.

“Well yeah, how’s mac and cheese with brats sound?” Timothy smiled.

“Sounds perfect to me.”

“Then it’s settled then, were going to my house.”

“Your house?”

“Yeah, turn left on Lakeshore drive and I’ll give you directions from there, but be careful driving my baby,” Timothy smirked.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Six

 

 

As Timothy gave Crystal directions to his house, they talked about things like their favorite colors and favorite foods. He even told her about the time that he had fallen off his motorcycle when he was 19 while he was going only 15 miles an hour. They both had a good laugh about that and Timothy held her hand the entire way to his house. When they pulled into the parking lot of his apartment complex Timothy got out of the car and ran to the driver’s side to open the door for her. That was something he had never done before for any of the one night stands he had with so many gold-diggers in the past. He felt really good doing it too. He knew Crystal was different, and he had fun with her with the simplest of conversations. He led her up the elevator and let her into his apartment. The entrance was huge, cathedral ceilings in the foyer and then a narrow hallway that opened up into an amazing living room that was divided by a half wall so you could see the kitchen. He had the best of everything. Stainless steel appliances and Italian marble tiled floors. His apartment was immaculate too. That surprised Crystal. All of her previous boyfriends were complete slobs. They would leave urine on the toilet seat, sometimes not even flushing the toilet after taking their morning bowl movement. However, just by the smell of the air in Timothy’s apartment, Crystal could tell he was different. What she saw in him was exactly what she was getting. A rich, good looking, clean cut, and immaculate man. From his clothes to his hair, to his kisses, to his apartment, and then to his car, Timothy was a real stand-up guy in her eyes and she was really ready to give him the opportunity to prove that to her as she had decided to be with him and give him the chance to be with her.

“So, let me go start boiling the water for the mac and cheese and brats,” Timothy said.

“Well, can I get a little kiss before you leave me in this huge living room all alone?” Crystal walked towards him.

“I thought you would never ask.” Timothy leaned in and grabbed Crystal up and spun her around while kissing on her neck. When he set her down on the ground, he slowly kissed her soft lips and held her tight. He wasn’t expecting for his manhood to react, but it was too late, he was starting to get hard again and he knew Crystal felt it, as she pushed her pelvis into his hardness. “Ready again so soon huh? I didn’t think guys could go twice in one hour.” Crystal laughed.

“Hey, I didn’t think I could do that either, but like I told you earlier, there is something about you that drives me crazy, and it’s an overwhelming feeling.”

“Well, I guess you’re proving that now huh.” She teased.

Crystal dropped down to her knees and used her teeth to unzip his pants while using her fingers to unbutton the top button. She slid his pants and briefs down around his ankles and started kissing his inner thighs. She placed one hand around the base of his thick erection and slowly ran her tongue the length of his long and stiff manhood. She could feel the veins bulging through the skin on her tongue, and it turned her on. She started to feel moisture building between her legs and she was getting hot in places all over again. The thought and memory of how Timothy felt inside of her made her want to please him back. She slowly let the tip of his stiffness enter her wet mouth, and she let her tongue swirl around the head. She slowly lowered her mouth over him until he was touching the back of her throat and then she made a swallowing motion with her throat to act like a wave of muscles around his firmness. Timothy moaned in pleasure and put his hands and fingers into her hair. She slowly let him thrust himself in and out of her hot and wet mouth until she felt him start to throb and get rock hard. She knew he was close to exploding, so she kissed the tip and stood up and took her pants off. Then Crystal licked her fingers and bent over and placed her wet fingers between her legs and told him to take her just like that. Crystal played with herself as Timothy penetrated her over and over again and then she placed both of her hands on the floor without bending her knees. She reached behind herself and spread her ass cheeks apart so Timothy could penetrate her as deep as he could get himself to go. Crystal moaned out in pleasure, but she didn’t say a word. Words wouldn’t be able to explain what she was feeling right now and she knew if she tried to speak nothing would come out as the pleasure he was inflicting upon her rendered her speechless. It was all Crystal could do to fight the verge of cuming all over his thick and bulging manliness. She could hear Timothy’s panting growing more and more rapid, and she could feel him pulsating inside of her as he filled her up all the way. She could feel every ripple on his package of love, and she finally couldn’t take it anymore. She tried to shift her hips to keep the feeling from overwhelming her, but it was too late. Her wetness squirted out in bursts of pleasure all over Timothy’s dick, and she could tell it turned him on even more.

Timothy couldn’t believe that Crystal had just squirted all over him. He had seen it in plenty of pornos and heard about that kind of female orgasm from the guys around town, but he never actually witnessed it our felt it firsthand. It was an amazing feeling, and it made him feel like a sex god and then when the wetness made him slip so easily in and out of her he couldn’t take it anymore. The pressure from the pleasure that he had been trying to fight exploded inside of her, and it made his entire body quake and quiver. It was all he could do to stay on his feet, and he could barely breathe. The explosion that Crystal just gave him was unlike anything he had ever experienced before, and he thought his heart was going to pound out of his chest. He knew right then and there that he had just had the best sex of his life, and he wasn’t about to live without that ever again. And if it were like this on the first day, he couldn’t imagine how much better it was going to get.

 

 

Chapter Seven

 

“Do you mind if I sit down for a second baby?” Timothy asked her.

“I was thinking the same thing, my legs are killing me.”

They both sat down on the brown leather sofa and Timothy pulled her close into his arms. He used the fleece throw that was behind him on the back of the sofa to cover them up, and they lay there catching their breath in silence.

Crystal was glad that she had been working that morning at the dry cleaners, more than that; she was glad that the pipes broke at the other store. It was almost as if the universe had put everything in motion for them to meet one another that day. She knew what people thought about women giving it up on the first date, and she hadn’t even been on a date with Timothy yet. However, the feelings and the in-the-moment sparks and passion that were transpiring between them that day could not be resisted or passed up. She was glad she gave into the temptation Timothy’s presence, sent, and personality put on her. She wouldn’t change the events of this day for a million bucks, and the best part was, nobody knew about what happened but her and Timothy, so there was nothing to be ashamed of.

Timothy sat on the couch thinking about how his day went. How he was so pissed off that the cleaners were closed on Ashland Ave and how he thought Crystal was a typical street girl when he seen her smoking that cigarette engaged in her cell phone when he pulled up. However, after meeting her, talking with her, and looking into those crystal blue eyes, the string of events were, in the end, a perfect blend that landed him with feelings of passion he had never felt in his life. He had finally found happiness with a woman. A woman that he barely knew but felt that he knew forever. Nothing in the world would change his mind about paying for her school that day. Nothing and nobody could ever say a thing to him about why he was with this lower class dry cleaner employee either. To Timothy, Crystal was a princess in disguise, and he wasn’t going to let her go. He thought that he would be able to finally taste and feel what love for a woman really was with her.  He just hoped that she would give him the opportunity to prove that himself to her.

Timothy looked down at Crystal and noticed that her eyes were closed. He hadn’t known how long they were sitting there, holding each other in silence, but it felt good to have her fall asleep in his arms. He had never let a woman he slept with fall asleep in his arms and for the first time, he had no bad feelings against the simple act. Maybe she was really going to give him the chance he wanted so desperately with her. He didn’t want to wake her, so he just sat there and watched her sleep. Timothy thought she looked like and angle as she slept, and he wondered what she may be dreaming about. A part of him hoped that it was him that she was dreaming of, but he would never have the guts to ask her. He knew things were moving so fast and that it probably scared her a little. It really scared him, but he wasn’t so worried about it because of the overwhelming feeling of knowing that Crystal was the woman he wanted to be with right now. Who knows, maybe even forever? That made him laugh to himself when he thought about it. His father would be shocked because he knew Timothy hadn’t been in a real relationship since his mother left like she did.

Timothy hadn’t realized that he dozed off with Crystal wrapped in his arms, and he woke up to her softly kissing him on his chest. “Good morning sexy.” She said.

“Have you been up long?”

“No. I didn’t even know when I fell asleep, but I am sorry that I did. I mean I didn’t even ask you if I could stay the night.”

Timothy cocked his head to the left, “Seriously Crystal, you don’t have to ask me anything. In fact, I want you to have the key to my apartment. I want you to be here all the time, and if you go for it, I want you to move in. You can bring your things here, put them in storage, or just leave them at your apartment. I want to wake up to your beautiful face every day for as long as you will have me.”

“Stop playing Tim.” Crystal playfully smacked his arm.

“I’m not playing, and since when did you start calling me Tim?” he smiled at her as he pulled her close and kissed her deeply for what seemed like an hour.

“I have to get ready for school,” Crystal said.

“Not before you eat something girl. Still in the mood for mac and cheese?” He smiled as he stood up and stretched his arms above his head.

She smiled at him. Ill takes some coffee though.”

“Coming right up my darling.” Timothy hurried off in all his naked glory to the kitchen.

Crystal went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth with her finger and washed her face. When she returned to the living room, Timothy handed her the cup of coffee and a set of keys. “Take my car to the school; just don’t get hurt in it.”

“I can take the bus you know.”

“No woman of mine is taking a nasty city bus anywhere. Its dangerous out there, besides, I have nothing to do today, and I want to start moving things around in the bedroom to make room for your stuff.”

“What? Really? You really want me here huh?”

“Does this look like the face of a lying man?” Timothy blinked his eyes heavily like a baby doll.

“You know, I will give it a try but under one condition.” Crystal put her hands on her hips.

“Name it,” Timothy said,

“Tell me what I am to you.”

Timothy put his finger on his chin as if to be thinking long and hard for something to say, then he pulled her close to him and looked dead in his eyes and said, “You’re my love, and I mean that.”

“That’s just what I wanted to hear. Now I got to go I’ll see you when I get home from school.”

Crystal wasn’t expecting that and it made her cry. He just touched her heart in a way no man had ever been able to touch her in her life. “I think I’m falling in love with you Timothy.”

“I love you too Crystal.”  Timothy kissed her and said, “Now get to school and hurry back home. I will be waiting for you, baby.” Crystal smiled.