Dear Sasha,
You will never guess what happened to me last night!!! Okay, let me start from the beginning. I know I tell you EVERYTHING and that includes a lot of secrets that I wouldn’t tell a soul, so I HAVE to tell you this. Okay, so my best friend Jessica’s 19th birthday was yesterday, and since you know daddy knows EVERYONE, he was able to get us tickets & backstage passes to my future husbands concert. Yes, Drake!!! So you have no idea how excited I was to find out we would be going backstage to see him.
So the concert was amazing as I expected, and then after the concert we walked past all those broke, groupie bitches to get backstage. I could see those hoes burnin’ the back of my head with their eyes. What they wouldn’t give to be in my position. Probably some pussy, and some head to the dude who sells tickets. Lol but anyway, so we go backstage, and I immediately started looking for Drake, but I couldn’t find him. Jessica abandoned me within the first 5 minutes to flirt with whoever she saw that was sexy. She had no problem fuckin’ to get what she wanted as long as he was remotely sexy and had a shitload of money. I swear she reminds me of that one girl from Bad Girl’s Club with the chin. After what seemed like five hours, tons of invitations to people’s hotel rooms, dozens of business cards, and one dude bluntly telling me how I was so sexy he would fuck me so good I would forget my name. I just shook my head and ignored him. He didn’t know who my daddy was, but if he did, that comment would have never exited his rusty ass lips. Smh I tell you about these ugly thirsty dudes.
Convinced that Drake wasn’t even gonna show up, I just decided to find Jessica and leave. I was sure he was in his hotel room probably having a raunchy orgy with a bunch of sexy ass groupie bitches. As much as I write to you, I’ve discovered that I’m extremely selfish and despise sharing, but that thought got me excited. I wouldn’t mind watching that, as long as I get my turn and him all to myself. I walked around that big ass area and finally found Jessica with some dude lickin’ on her ear. Her eyes were closed, and she licked her lips, obviously loving what he was saying and doing to her. Me and Jessica had our little sexy moment a while back, after some Moet and some dancing in my room. She was absolutely gorgeous, and I found myself getting even more excited. I needed sex bad. When was my last letter to you? Oh yeah, about two weeks ago, when & I had our little thing. That was cool, but you know I like sex a lot so it obviously didn’t hold me over too long, because there I was sexually frustrated, itching to fuck something. What can I say? I a nympho. And since Daddy has me spoiled, I’m entitled to think that if I want it, its mine. Blame Daddy.
Okay wait I’m getting off topic again! Damn it! Okay, so anyway, Jessica put her hand up to signal that she would call me later. That meant she was going to fuck the shit out of Mr. Licker over there, and she didn’t need a ride home. So, not only was I going home without even speaking to Drake, but I had to go home alone. Girl, you know how pissed I was. So, I have an attitude, and I rush towards the door, trying to avoid any other men talking to me, and someone runs right into me, almost knocking me over! I swear I changed my ways, but I was already in a bad mood, and I wanted to yell and cuss the asshole out. Like, damn I know I’m short, but I’m not a fuckin’ midget, so I knew he saw me! So I say, “EXCUSE YOU!” in my little hood voice right? And I look up, and bitch, DRAKE was standing right in my fuckin’ face! Omg I could’ve died! He looked down at me and had this shocked look on his face. I don’t know what kind of shock it was, but he was stuck for a minute. As much as I wanted to be on groupie mode and tell him how much I love his music, I decided to stay in bitch mode, so I said, “Damn, you cant just run into people like that. You should watch where you are going.” He stared at me, and in that sexy voice of his, he apologizes. “Excuse me, sweetheart, I wasn’t paying attention. You weren’t paying much attention either, or you would have seen me right?” And of course he had a point. But you know stubborn me, I wasn’t gonna let him get away with that. “You almost knocked me down, damn it.” He smirked at me, and I almost melted. “You are a feisty one, what’s your name?” I mean, you know I have seen tons of celebrities, but this was different, Sasha. It was Drake. The one celebrity I actually fantasize about. Remember how many times I would say, if I ever met him, I would fuck the shit out of him? Well, damn it there he was in my face, & my ass couldn’t even speak correctly!
“Lisa Marie is my name, & I’m not ‘feisty’ as you say, I just demand respect.” He nodded his head to this, and said “let me make it up to you, are you hungry?” Yes, girl, he was inviting me out! I wanted to say yes, but not for food, but I couldn’t be a total slut right? Had to leave a LITTLE mystery. I told him I was, and he took me to a house. I was nervous as hell, because I didn’t know where the hell we were, but it was in Ladera Heights so it was pretty quiet and the houses were huge. Not as big as ours of course, but decent lol. So we go in the house, and he shows me where the restroom is, then takes me into the kitchen. Girl, he cooked for me! I mean, here I am, a female he JUST met, and he was cooking for me. And he can cook his ass off. We talked about a bunch of bs, him mostly asking about me. Why the hell he was so interested, I don’t know but hell I was in heaven so I wasn’t gonna stop him. “Do you have to leave? I’m enjoying talking to you.” I told him no. I was sure no one would miss me, since you know I have a tendency to disappear sometimes.
So, we go into the living room, and he turns on music. I was expecting him to turn on his own music on some shit from Young Money but he turned on jazz. He seemed a lot deeper than I would have imagined. I was embarrassed at the stereotype I placed on him, but I don’t think he noticed me blushing. After about 20 minutes of talking, he hadn’t made any moves whatsoever on me, besides telling me I was beautiful. I wanted him bad. I decided to get bold and the conversation went a little like this…
“Drake, can I ask you a question?”
“Sure.”
“I just realized you have not made a move on me, whatsoever. Is it wrong of me to wonder why?”
“I have thought about it, but I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. I know you see me staring at you, though.”
Oh that did it. Now this is where the raunchy details come in. I know how much you love living through me lol. So, of course I could have stayed demure and played the innocent role, but it had been too long, and I had a serious itch that needed to be scratched. I grabbed him by his shirt, and pulled him toward me. The look on his face changed from shock, to humor to lust. He wanted me, and I could tell. You know I’m pretty good at gauging people’s emotions from their facial expressions. I pull him close to me, and licked his lips slowly. My hunger surpassed none before. I wanted to devour him and all his sexiness. Sounds deep, right? So he wraps his arms around my waist and lifts me up, sitting me on his lap. I grind on him, as our tongues move as one. Damn, he is a great kisser. Our lips matched perfectly, and we were in perfect synch with one another. I pulled his shirt over his head, breaking the kiss for only a split second, then back connected we were. I couldn’t get enough of his lips. I was not expecting that. His hands moved across my body, first massaging my back, then reaching around to the front of my shirt. Before I knew it, my shirt was off, and my tits were spilling out of my bra. He inhaled sharply, and bit his lip as he stared at my tits. “damn, those things are fuckin’ beautiful.” His vulgar tone was so sexy, and as much as I was digging the kiss fest, I was ready to blow his mind real quickly, and show him just how much he underestimated me.
I slid off his lap and onto my knees. I pulled his shirt up and admired his 6 pack down to that sexy as V he had. Girl I was melting, no lie. I unbuckled his pants, and pulled his shit down so quick he just said, “damn” and chuckled. I looked up at him, and smiled, biting my lip and using my eyes to tell him just how bad I wanted him. His dick sprang out at me, and I licked my lips. It was beautiful, from the length, the thickness, the perfect color and even the head was screaming to me lick me, so who was I to deny myself such luxuries. I put it in my mouth slightly, licking around it, curling my tongue around the vein, savoring the flavor. I loved having him in my mouth. It was fuckin’ great. I stared up at him, and as soon as we made eye contact, his eyes closed and his head dropped back. He started biting his lip, and holding in the moans, but as I started swallowing his dick, he couldn’t even help but moan, and say all the cuss words you can imagine. Suddenly, he stopped me. “Damn, this isn’t even fair.”
He pulled me up, and reached under my dress. I wasn’t wearing panties, and his finger slid between my lips. I was so wet, I could hear and smell my juices. His finger grazed my clit so lightly, but I was horny, I couldn’t help but buckle under the feeling. I let out a sigh, wishing he would do so much more. As if hearing my thoughts, he picked me up and held me in the air, hovering over his face. I had nothing to hold onto, and just sat their while his tongue licked and sucked my pussy. That man is fuckin’ talented. His tongue played my clit like a guitar. I came all over his face, and I clenched my fists so tight, I thought I might have broken a nail. Even after I came, he still licked, and moved his tongue over my swollen pussy, trying to coax another orgasm out of me, and I could do nothing but deal with the overload of feelings. He slid his finger in my pussy and curled it just slightly to play with my g spot & I lost it. I couldn’t take it. He laughed with my pussy in his mouth, knowing damn well what he was doing to me. I tried so hard to hold it in, and not give him the satisfaction of knowing he could control my body the way he obviously did effortlessly. It was no use though, and soon enough I came again, even harder than the 1st time, my body jerked, and I scratched the wall since I had nothing hold onto.
After he rode me through my orgasm, he sat me back on his lap, our body heat scorching against each other. I tasted myself on his tongue, and I loved it as much as u love my taste. “Do you have protection?” I asked him. You know how I am about safe sex, and I would have been so hurt if he would’ve said no! Lucky for me, he said yes, and lifted me off the couch. I wrapped my legs around his waist, as he carried me into a bedroom. I’m not fat, but I’m not the smallest chick, yet he carried me like I was weightless. He went into a drawer and pulled out a Magnum. Those gold wrappers are so beautiful to me. “Wait,” I said to him, and hopped off of him. I snatched the condom out of his hand, and opened it. “Oh shit” was all he said, as I dropped to my knees, and rolled the condom onto his dick with my mouth. “Oh my damn, you are sexy as hell!” I giggled as he picked me back up and I wrapped my legs back around his waist. He guided me to a wall and lowered me slowly onto his dick. “Let me know if I’m hurting you.” His dick stretched my tight pussy, and it hurt only slightly, but it was a bomb pain. I whispered “drop me on it” into his ear, and he bit my neck, making my back arch. At the same time, he dropped me all the way onto his dick, and I screamed. It felt so good. I gave myself a few seconds to let my pussy get used to his thickness, and when it did I started grinding on him. That was cue and he started walking towards a wall. The minute I was on the wall, he fucked the shit out of me. My leg was all over his shoulder, on the floor, around his waist, in the air, as he dug me out. He fucked me so well, I almost lost my mind. I came a few times from that position alone, then he put me on the floor and fucked me doggy style.
I couldn’t let him get away with making me cum without returning the favor, so I put all my dance training, and moves to work. I arched my back perfectly, putting my chest all the way on the floor, and pushed back on his dick. I was damn dear dancing on that shit. My pussy was swallowing his dick, and I used my muscles to grip his dick every few seconds, to add a variation. He couldn’t take it. He just kept cussin‘, and spanking my ass just like I like, and encouraging me. I swear we were fuckin’ for a good hour and a half altogether, and damn he has stamina. So finally I said fuck it, and did my guaranteed finishing move on him. I arched 1 more time, and started rotating my hips, clenching my pussy, and backing it up on him all at the same time. He damn near lost his fuckin’ mind girl. He said one final oh shit, grabbed my ass and pounded my shit like there was no tomorrow. I starting cumming right when he did, so all you could hear in the room was our moans.
We took a shower together, washing each other, and kissing and shit, and he just kept asking where I learned the shit I knew. I just laughed and said, I guess I’m lucky. He drove me home, and promised to call me. He hasn’t called yet, but you know me. I fuck em then forget em. I’m not sure I can forget Drake though. That was absolutely the best one so far.
Well, babe, hopefully you have some more material to make yourself cum with. You know I love you, and I cant wait to see you soon. Maybe we can fuck him together next time.
Love always,
Lisa Marie
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Consequences
I leaned up against the door, staring at him; at least what I could see of him. He was clouded in a shadow, his face slightly visible in the glow of the candlelight. All I could hear was breathing cutting through the silence. I could feel my heart beating heavily in my chest, and my clothes screamed to be ripped off of me. But there were rules I had follow.
“Come Here.” Those simple words melted me to my core. My mind drifted to fantasies of him ravaging me, and I must have hesitated because his voice suddenly broke through my thoughts; right next to me, deeply but softly, firmly yet sensually in my ear. “Rule #1, when I tell you to do something you do it. Understood?” His fingers trailed up my arms to my neck, sending chills up my spine. He wrapped his hand around my neck and gripped slightly, showing his power without hurting me. I nodded my head, completely aroused. “Good.” He pulled me close to him, and bit my neck. My knees weakened instantly, and my pussy gushed in my panties, soaking them. He chuckled softly, knowing exactly what he had done to me.”
“You like when I bite you, love?” “Mmhmm,” was all I could muster. His hand slowly moved down my side, and under the black coat I was wearing, which concealed a black cupless bra, and a pair of black boy shorts. All worn per his request. My legs adorned with lace thigh highs, ending in a pair of 6” patent leather pumps with a bow in the back. He liked me this way, and I loved pleasing him. He untied the coat string and watched the whole thing fall to the floor, leaving me exposed. He inhaled, taking in all of me as I stood there. “Damn, you are fucking beautiful.” I beamed at this compliment, the way his spoke words his mouth couldn’t fathom. He cupped my breasts, rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. My eyes closed as I savored the feeling. “Are you ready?” Although I wasn’t sure, I nodded my head, desperate to please him. He pinched my nipple hard, making me jump from the sudden burst of pain, and then licked the same nipple, adding to the need I had. His voice barely audible, he spoke to me, “3 rules… 1 you only speak to me when I speak to you. 2 you keep your eyes on me at all times. And 3 you are going to count, 1-1000 and so on. You have only 1 chance to fuck up. If you fuck up a 2nd time, you will be punished.”
My eyes shot wide open as the rules sunk in. How the hell was I supposed to do this? Every time he even LOOKED at me, my eyes closed, and my imagination went haywire, creating new sensations, and opening nerve endings I didn’t even know existed. I took a deep breath, and quietly said, “Yes sir, I’m ready.” He started walking away and I began to follow him, but he stopped me. “No, you stay there.” I got confused, because I assumed we would be near, if not on, the bed. He walked back over to me and sat a chair in front of the door. He instructed me to sit, and I complied. He kneeled in front of me, and caressed my face, and I fought to keep my eyes on his. He seemed to have noticed this little effort, and told me I was doing a good job. “Now the real test can begin.” He spread my legs open on either side of the chair and rubbed my thighs. His hand ran up my midsection to my lips, and I captured his finger in my mouth; sucking and licking it as if it was his dick. Man I wanted him so badly, I could barely control myself. The entire time I stared into his eyes, bearing my craving to him, making sure he knew just how bad I needed him at that moment. He pulled his finger out of my mouth, and told me to start counting. 1-1000 2-1000 3-1000. He rubbed roughly on my lace-covered pussy, and my pussy reacted just as quickly, and I gasped. I caught myself quickly and continued counting. He grabbed my panties in his hand, and in one swift motion, ripped them off of me. “You won’t be needing these,” and he tossed them to the side. He rubbed on my pussy, staring at me with an arrogant smirk on his face as I struggled to keep count. 10-1000 11-1000 12-1000… He leaned over and began to bite me along my stomach, not hard but enough to get a reaction from me. My body jolted and I stopped counting only long enough for a moan to exit my swollen mouth. I regained my control and continued my count, cursing him in my head for the torture I was forced to endure.
He stuck two fingers in my pussy up to the knuckle, and curved them inside me, rubbing my g-spot ever so slightly; he was teasing me on purpose, that asshole. But man I loved it. 20-1000 21-1000 22-1000… he knelt down and licked my inner thigh while rubbing my spot with his fingers, and my clit with his thumb. I tried so hard to continue counting, but the numbers began to meld in with my moans. 29-1000… 30… 30… 30-1000… 31… 31… 30… and I lost it. My eyes closed, and I moaned louder than I can ever remember. He stopped and cocked his head to the side, a look of cockiness, and entertainment in his face. “Damn, that soon? I haven’t even started. Well, I told you I would give you one shot, and you have officially used your one shot. I warn you now, to keep your count. I felt sweat forming on my forehead, and my hands were clenched into tight little balls. I worked hard to keep count. He began to work his fingers in and out of my pussy, the wetness so loud, it seemed to echo through the room. My scent filled the room, evidence of how horny I was. I needed him so bad I could hardly stand it. I just wanted him to fuck me already, and make me cum, but I knew he had more plans for me.
65-1000… 66-1000… suddenly he twisted his fingers slightly and hit a spot I didn’t even know I had, and I yelled out. I stopped counting, closed my eyes, and forgot all about the rules. All I could think about was that spot, and I badly I wanted him to keep rubbing against it. “You bad girl, now you have to be punished.” He slid his fingers out of my sopping wet pussy, and put into my mouth. I eagerly licked all my juices off his fingers, my need blinding me, causing me to ignore that he was about to punish me. In the past, my punishments included, being spanked until my ass was red; him fucking my face mercilessly until he came all over face; and my favorite, tying me up and fucking me relentlessly until my pussy was swollen, and sore. So I wasn’t really worried about his “punishments” because I always ended up having an intensive orgasm. I loved it. He stood me up, and walked me to bed. “Lay on your back, spread eagle positioned.” I obeyed him, climbing onto his bed, loving the feel of his purple satin sheets on my body. He straddled my stomach, making sure to keep his full weight off of me, and my arms together and above my head. He clasped a Velcro tether around each wrist, and pulled. “NOW you will be punished.” My mind ran through all the possibilities of what my punishment could be, and I got my answer sooner than later. My legs were placed in the air, and spread as far as they could go. “Stay just like this.” With that simple phrase, he slid all the way inside me, filling me so nicely. I moaned, and tried to wiggle, as if he could get any deeper. “No, stop moving. This is punishment, remember. Now… Count!”
I began to count every stroke he gave me, his dick feeling wonderful inside me. I moaned in the middle of the counts, but I kept it up. He started speeding up until he was on top of me, my legs up to my chest. I couldn’t count anymore, it felt too good. He reached around my legs and started rubbing my swollen clit while he pounded my pussy, my juice dripping down my ass. I screamed, and called his name, cursing him and telling him how good he made me feel. I felt my orgasm building higher and higher, and I knew it was going to be a big one. Then… it happened. He pulled out, and came. I continued to moan as my pending release slowly went away, and tears flowed down my face. He wiped me off, and lay next to me. I realized my hands were cuffed for a reason. Usually if that had happened, I would have rubbed my clit until I exploded, with no problem. He knew this, and cuffed me to make sure I couldn’t finish the job myself. “You fuckin’ asshole,” was all I could say, before he cut me off. “Don’t worry love, ill make sure you cum hard… in the morning. Now go to sleep.” He put the blanket over me, and cuddle close to me, while I laid there, still aggravatingly horny. Oh I couldn’t wait until I was free; he was definitely going to pay for that.
“Come Here.” Those simple words melted me to my core. My mind drifted to fantasies of him ravaging me, and I must have hesitated because his voice suddenly broke through my thoughts; right next to me, deeply but softly, firmly yet sensually in my ear. “Rule #1, when I tell you to do something you do it. Understood?” His fingers trailed up my arms to my neck, sending chills up my spine. He wrapped his hand around my neck and gripped slightly, showing his power without hurting me. I nodded my head, completely aroused. “Good.” He pulled me close to him, and bit my neck. My knees weakened instantly, and my pussy gushed in my panties, soaking them. He chuckled softly, knowing exactly what he had done to me.”
“You like when I bite you, love?” “Mmhmm,” was all I could muster. His hand slowly moved down my side, and under the black coat I was wearing, which concealed a black cupless bra, and a pair of black boy shorts. All worn per his request. My legs adorned with lace thigh highs, ending in a pair of 6” patent leather pumps with a bow in the back. He liked me this way, and I loved pleasing him. He untied the coat string and watched the whole thing fall to the floor, leaving me exposed. He inhaled, taking in all of me as I stood there. “Damn, you are fucking beautiful.” I beamed at this compliment, the way his spoke words his mouth couldn’t fathom. He cupped my breasts, rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. My eyes closed as I savored the feeling. “Are you ready?” Although I wasn’t sure, I nodded my head, desperate to please him. He pinched my nipple hard, making me jump from the sudden burst of pain, and then licked the same nipple, adding to the need I had. His voice barely audible, he spoke to me, “3 rules… 1 you only speak to me when I speak to you. 2 you keep your eyes on me at all times. And 3 you are going to count, 1-1000 and so on. You have only 1 chance to fuck up. If you fuck up a 2nd time, you will be punished.”
My eyes shot wide open as the rules sunk in. How the hell was I supposed to do this? Every time he even LOOKED at me, my eyes closed, and my imagination went haywire, creating new sensations, and opening nerve endings I didn’t even know existed. I took a deep breath, and quietly said, “Yes sir, I’m ready.” He started walking away and I began to follow him, but he stopped me. “No, you stay there.” I got confused, because I assumed we would be near, if not on, the bed. He walked back over to me and sat a chair in front of the door. He instructed me to sit, and I complied. He kneeled in front of me, and caressed my face, and I fought to keep my eyes on his. He seemed to have noticed this little effort, and told me I was doing a good job. “Now the real test can begin.” He spread my legs open on either side of the chair and rubbed my thighs. His hand ran up my midsection to my lips, and I captured his finger in my mouth; sucking and licking it as if it was his dick. Man I wanted him so badly, I could barely control myself. The entire time I stared into his eyes, bearing my craving to him, making sure he knew just how bad I needed him at that moment. He pulled his finger out of my mouth, and told me to start counting. 1-1000 2-1000 3-1000. He rubbed roughly on my lace-covered pussy, and my pussy reacted just as quickly, and I gasped. I caught myself quickly and continued counting. He grabbed my panties in his hand, and in one swift motion, ripped them off of me. “You won’t be needing these,” and he tossed them to the side. He rubbed on my pussy, staring at me with an arrogant smirk on his face as I struggled to keep count. 10-1000 11-1000 12-1000… He leaned over and began to bite me along my stomach, not hard but enough to get a reaction from me. My body jolted and I stopped counting only long enough for a moan to exit my swollen mouth. I regained my control and continued my count, cursing him in my head for the torture I was forced to endure.
He stuck two fingers in my pussy up to the knuckle, and curved them inside me, rubbing my g-spot ever so slightly; he was teasing me on purpose, that asshole. But man I loved it. 20-1000 21-1000 22-1000… he knelt down and licked my inner thigh while rubbing my spot with his fingers, and my clit with his thumb. I tried so hard to continue counting, but the numbers began to meld in with my moans. 29-1000… 30… 30… 30-1000… 31… 31… 30… and I lost it. My eyes closed, and I moaned louder than I can ever remember. He stopped and cocked his head to the side, a look of cockiness, and entertainment in his face. “Damn, that soon? I haven’t even started. Well, I told you I would give you one shot, and you have officially used your one shot. I warn you now, to keep your count. I felt sweat forming on my forehead, and my hands were clenched into tight little balls. I worked hard to keep count. He began to work his fingers in and out of my pussy, the wetness so loud, it seemed to echo through the room. My scent filled the room, evidence of how horny I was. I needed him so bad I could hardly stand it. I just wanted him to fuck me already, and make me cum, but I knew he had more plans for me.
65-1000… 66-1000… suddenly he twisted his fingers slightly and hit a spot I didn’t even know I had, and I yelled out. I stopped counting, closed my eyes, and forgot all about the rules. All I could think about was that spot, and I badly I wanted him to keep rubbing against it. “You bad girl, now you have to be punished.” He slid his fingers out of my sopping wet pussy, and put into my mouth. I eagerly licked all my juices off his fingers, my need blinding me, causing me to ignore that he was about to punish me. In the past, my punishments included, being spanked until my ass was red; him fucking my face mercilessly until he came all over face; and my favorite, tying me up and fucking me relentlessly until my pussy was swollen, and sore. So I wasn’t really worried about his “punishments” because I always ended up having an intensive orgasm. I loved it. He stood me up, and walked me to bed. “Lay on your back, spread eagle positioned.” I obeyed him, climbing onto his bed, loving the feel of his purple satin sheets on my body. He straddled my stomach, making sure to keep his full weight off of me, and my arms together and above my head. He clasped a Velcro tether around each wrist, and pulled. “NOW you will be punished.” My mind ran through all the possibilities of what my punishment could be, and I got my answer sooner than later. My legs were placed in the air, and spread as far as they could go. “Stay just like this.” With that simple phrase, he slid all the way inside me, filling me so nicely. I moaned, and tried to wiggle, as if he could get any deeper. “No, stop moving. This is punishment, remember. Now… Count!”
I began to count every stroke he gave me, his dick feeling wonderful inside me. I moaned in the middle of the counts, but I kept it up. He started speeding up until he was on top of me, my legs up to my chest. I couldn’t count anymore, it felt too good. He reached around my legs and started rubbing my swollen clit while he pounded my pussy, my juice dripping down my ass. I screamed, and called his name, cursing him and telling him how good he made me feel. I felt my orgasm building higher and higher, and I knew it was going to be a big one. Then… it happened. He pulled out, and came. I continued to moan as my pending release slowly went away, and tears flowed down my face. He wiped me off, and lay next to me. I realized my hands were cuffed for a reason. Usually if that had happened, I would have rubbed my clit until I exploded, with no problem. He knew this, and cuffed me to make sure I couldn’t finish the job myself. “You fuckin’ asshole,” was all I could say, before he cut me off. “Don’t worry love, ill make sure you cum hard… in the morning. Now go to sleep.” He put the blanket over me, and cuddle close to me, while I laid there, still aggravatingly horny. Oh I couldn’t wait until I was free; he was definitely going to pay for that.
Sweetest Surrender
The moment they entered the restaurant, all eyes fixated on them. The couple emitted a certain energy that drew stares. Her black knee-length dress clung to every curve perfectly.
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"Are you ready for the games to begin, my Queen?" he asked with a sinister smile.
"Hmmm, should I be nervous?" she giggled. He shook his head no. The waiter came & took their drink orders. As she began 2 speak, she felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her. She squealed in shock, instantly blushing with embarrassment. "Ma'am, is everything ok?" the waiter asked her. "Sure, everything's fine. Thank you." She felt another jolt, causing her to jump. The waiter walked away, and she shot a confused look to him. He looked at her with an innocent face & smiled. "What's wrong honey?" She sheepishly replied, "nothing."
The dinner commenced smoothly, with no interruptions. The waiter returned to the table to take their dessert orders. "Care for any dessert ma'am? " the waiter asked. As soon as she was prepared to answer, the jolt returned. This time, however, it lasted for a few seconds, causing her knees to buckle, and her eyes to close. "Ummmm" she tried to speak, despite the amazing feeling vibrating through her most sensitive area. "She will have the cheesecake, young man." He answered for her when the waiter gave her a disturbed look. "Yes sir" he turned and left, stealing a few confused glances as he walked away.
"Baby, what the hell is going on?" She asked, the desire thick in her voice. He pulled his hand from under the table to reveal a small black box. He casually pushed a button, and the vibrations continued. He pushed another button, and the vibrations got stronger. He repeated pushing the buttons, each time causing a different type of vibration that send her into a wave of pleasure she could not begin to describe. Her eyes began to water, as she began 2 speak. "Baby, where did u get this from? And how did u get it on me?" "its a remote control, and its connected to the pair of panties ur wearing now." She thought back and remembered he had given her the panties, purple lace g-string with a bow on the back, as a gift that night, saying he saw them & thought of her. "Oh my gosh, you sneaky man. I can't believe you have me going through all of this on purpose." He looked at her and laughed, loving the blush that had formed on her caramel cheeks. "Okay, lets get out of here babe." They left the restaurant & hailed a cab, heading home for the night.
On the ride home, she laid her head on his shoulder, and soon he heard soft snores. He smiled, and wrapped his arm around her, relaxing and reminiscing on dinner. As he thought of the way her body shook uncontrollably, his dick grew harder. He could still see the range of emotions showing on her beautiful face, as she fought back the pending ecstacy. He loved having control over when she came, & when she teetered over the cliff. He closed his eyes, & imagined the types of nasty things they could do together. He enjoyed having control over her. The cab arrived at their address, and instead of waking up his sleeping beauty, he picked her up. Although she had a full figure, with luscious legs & hips, she was weightless in his arms. He kissed her forehead & carried her inside the house.
He laid her on the bed and took her shoes off, her perfectly manicured toes curling with the exposure. He trailed his fingers up her leg, feeling goose bumps rising with his featherweight touch. The sight of her sleeping roused something in him. He loved her deeply, his love and interest never waning as the time passed. With his love, followed a deep passion, embedded in every part of his body. Just watching her sleep made him desire the feel of her legs wrapped around him as he plunged inside her chocolate center. His dick jumped in anticipation, slowly rising to full length. He needed her. Desired her. Had to have her although she was sleep.
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All she could remember was laying on his shoulder in the cab, peaceful and serene. She must have fallen asleep, because she opened her eyes to the view of their bedroom. She moved to rub her eyes, but was unable 2 move her arms. It was dark in the room, the only light coming from a candle lit in the bathroom, shining a sensual orange light into the bedroom. She glanced in the direction her arms were pulled and noticed they were tied together and attached to the bed post. She began to panic, before she heard a soft husky voice in her ear. "Relax, my Queen. Everything is fine. We are going to continue the games." She looked toward him, and could only make out his outline, but no his facial features.
He leaned forward and kissed her forehead, whispering into her ear, "Do you trust me?" She nodded her head.
"Good, I promise I won't hurt you, and if u would like me 2 stop, just say 'pineapple'. Do not expect me to stop when u say 'no, or stop or don't,' only 'pineapple.' Understood?"
She nodded again.
"Good. Let the games begin."
He walked to the side of the bed, and although she couldn't see him, she could follow his voice. "Do you trust me, Liz?" She nodded, forgetting he couldn't see her. "Yes, Anthony, I trust you. You know I do." He took the blanket off of her, revealing her naked body. He sat on the side of her, speaking gently and calming.
"Tonight, we are going to test your boundaries. Take you to new heights. See how far you are willing to go to achieve sheer ecstacy. From this point on you will call me 'King,' and once again the safe word is 'pineapple' but only use it if you really want me 2 stop. I will respect your wishes, but don't use it to often or I will leave you on the brink of orgasm with no release. Do you understand?" Silence. She was speechless, contemplating whether she was ready for this. She had always had fantasies of being controlled, and tied up, but had never gotten up the courage to ask anyone to do this with her. "Baby?"
"Yes" She responded. "Yes, what?" He pinched her nipples hard, making her jump. "Yes, King." He smiled to himself. This was going to be fun. He walked to the foot of the bed, deciding how he wanted to begin. Well, may as well start from the bottom up, he thought to himself. He ran his fingers along the sole of her foot, and she jerked away giggling. "Stop moving, Liz." He replaced his fingers with his tongue, slowly licking the bottom of her foot, before moving to her toes. She moaned as he softly sucked & nibbled each toe, licking between her toes. "Baby, I'm gonna come." He abruptly stopped. "Excuse me?" She sighed and repeated her statement differently. "King, I'm gonna come." He smiled. "Thank you. And since we are on the subject of orgasms, you will not come without permission. If you find yourself reaching the peak squeeze your PC muscles & hold out. You come, u get punished."
Her eyes grew wide at the sound of the word 'punished.' Even though she trusted he would not hurt her, she was afraid. Things were moving 2 fast for her. "Pineapple!" she yelled the safe word. "Baby, I'm scared, I don't wanna play this anymore. I don't wanna be punished." She watched his outline move closer 2 her, until she felt his breath on her ear. "My love, I would never in my entire existence do anything to hurt you more than sexually possible. We will stop if you really want 2, but I would love 2 continue." He licked her ear and pinched her nipple at the same time, sending a chill down the middle of her body, straight to her throbbing nub. She squirmed under his tongue, heat pulsating from her body. "Okay, okay," she said breathlessly.
He chuckled in her ear, his dick jumping in anticipation. He wanted 2 make sure she enjoyed herself, & that he pleased her in every way he could possibly think of. He kissed his way down the middle of her body softly, while trailing his hands down her side. He made his way back to her toes, while his fingers searched for her clit. She gasped sharply when his fingers hit their destination. "Oh my gosh, King." She moaned and writhed under his touch as his fingers and tongue moved in sync. He slid two fingers inside her wet hole, while his thumb rubbed her nub. He felt her tighten around his fingers, and as he looked up at her, he witnessed a range of emotions on her face. "Are you okay, my Queen?" he asked. "Yes, just concentrating on not coming." His heart jumped at that, hearing that she was fighting a pending orgasm, but had said nothing to him. He loved her willpower. "Are you ready to come?" she sighed loudly, "yes, yes, yes my King." With that, he sped up the rhythm of his fingers, curling them upward, hitting the infamous g-spot. "On the count of three, I want u to let go. 1........ 2......... 3......." As if by magic, she let out a loud series of moans as her body shook uncontrollably. She cursed him, and blessed him in the same sentence, and he rode her orgasm out with his fingers still moving inside her. He continued this until she yelled, "pineapple! I can't take it." He smiled, and removed his fingers, knowing she was too sensitive 2 take anymore. He sucked her sweet juices off his fingers & his palm where they dripped during her release. "You taste so sweet, love. I can't wait to lick that juicy pussy." Silence. "Liz?" she snored in response. He untied her, and laid down next to her. She immediately wrapped herself around him, moaning softly. "This is only the beginning, my love." He kissed her forehead, and went to sleep with a smile on his face.
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"Are you ready for the games to begin, my Queen?" he asked with a sinister smile.
"Hmmm, should I be nervous?" she giggled. He shook his head no. The waiter came & took their drink orders. As she began 2 speak, she felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her. She squealed in shock, instantly blushing with embarrassment. "Ma'am, is everything ok?" the waiter asked her. "Sure, everything's fine. Thank you." She felt another jolt, causing her to jump. The waiter walked away, and she shot a confused look to him. He looked at her with an innocent face & smiled. "What's wrong honey?" She sheepishly replied, "nothing."
The dinner commenced smoothly, with no interruptions. The waiter returned to the table to take their dessert orders. "Care for any dessert ma'am? " the waiter asked. As soon as she was prepared to answer, the jolt returned. This time, however, it lasted for a few seconds, causing her knees to buckle, and her eyes to close. "Ummmm" she tried to speak, despite the amazing feeling vibrating through her most sensitive area. "She will have the cheesecake, young man." He answered for her when the waiter gave her a disturbed look. "Yes sir" he turned and left, stealing a few confused glances as he walked away.
"Baby, what the hell is going on?" She asked, the desire thick in her voice. He pulled his hand from under the table to reveal a small black box. He casually pushed a button, and the vibrations continued. He pushed another button, and the vibrations got stronger. He repeated pushing the buttons, each time causing a different type of vibration that send her into a wave of pleasure she could not begin to describe. Her eyes began to water, as she began 2 speak. "Baby, where did u get this from? And how did u get it on me?" "its a remote control, and its connected to the pair of panties ur wearing now." She thought back and remembered he had given her the panties, purple lace g-string with a bow on the back, as a gift that night, saying he saw them & thought of her. "Oh my gosh, you sneaky man. I can't believe you have me going through all of this on purpose." He looked at her and laughed, loving the blush that had formed on her caramel cheeks. "Okay, lets get out of here babe." They left the restaurant & hailed a cab, heading home for the night.
On the ride home, she laid her head on his shoulder, and soon he heard soft snores. He smiled, and wrapped his arm around her, relaxing and reminiscing on dinner. As he thought of the way her body shook uncontrollably, his dick grew harder. He could still see the range of emotions showing on her beautiful face, as she fought back the pending ecstacy. He loved having control over when she came, & when she teetered over the cliff. He closed his eyes, & imagined the types of nasty things they could do together. He enjoyed having control over her. The cab arrived at their address, and instead of waking up his sleeping beauty, he picked her up. Although she had a full figure, with luscious legs & hips, she was weightless in his arms. He kissed her forehead & carried her inside the house.
He laid her on the bed and took her shoes off, her perfectly manicured toes curling with the exposure. He trailed his fingers up her leg, feeling goose bumps rising with his featherweight touch. The sight of her sleeping roused something in him. He loved her deeply, his love and interest never waning as the time passed. With his love, followed a deep passion, embedded in every part of his body. Just watching her sleep made him desire the feel of her legs wrapped around him as he plunged inside her chocolate center. His dick jumped in anticipation, slowly rising to full length. He needed her. Desired her. Had to have her although she was sleep.
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All she could remember was laying on his shoulder in the cab, peaceful and serene. She must have fallen asleep, because she opened her eyes to the view of their bedroom. She moved to rub her eyes, but was unable 2 move her arms. It was dark in the room, the only light coming from a candle lit in the bathroom, shining a sensual orange light into the bedroom. She glanced in the direction her arms were pulled and noticed they were tied together and attached to the bed post. She began to panic, before she heard a soft husky voice in her ear. "Relax, my Queen. Everything is fine. We are going to continue the games." She looked toward him, and could only make out his outline, but no his facial features.
He leaned forward and kissed her forehead, whispering into her ear, "Do you trust me?" She nodded her head.
"Good, I promise I won't hurt you, and if u would like me 2 stop, just say 'pineapple'. Do not expect me to stop when u say 'no, or stop or don't,' only 'pineapple.' Understood?"
She nodded again.
"Good. Let the games begin."
He walked to the side of the bed, and although she couldn't see him, she could follow his voice. "Do you trust me, Liz?" She nodded, forgetting he couldn't see her. "Yes, Anthony, I trust you. You know I do." He took the blanket off of her, revealing her naked body. He sat on the side of her, speaking gently and calming.
"Tonight, we are going to test your boundaries. Take you to new heights. See how far you are willing to go to achieve sheer ecstacy. From this point on you will call me 'King,' and once again the safe word is 'pineapple' but only use it if you really want me 2 stop. I will respect your wishes, but don't use it to often or I will leave you on the brink of orgasm with no release. Do you understand?" Silence. She was speechless, contemplating whether she was ready for this. She had always had fantasies of being controlled, and tied up, but had never gotten up the courage to ask anyone to do this with her. "Baby?"
"Yes" She responded. "Yes, what?" He pinched her nipples hard, making her jump. "Yes, King." He smiled to himself. This was going to be fun. He walked to the foot of the bed, deciding how he wanted to begin. Well, may as well start from the bottom up, he thought to himself. He ran his fingers along the sole of her foot, and she jerked away giggling. "Stop moving, Liz." He replaced his fingers with his tongue, slowly licking the bottom of her foot, before moving to her toes. She moaned as he softly sucked & nibbled each toe, licking between her toes. "Baby, I'm gonna come." He abruptly stopped. "Excuse me?" She sighed and repeated her statement differently. "King, I'm gonna come." He smiled. "Thank you. And since we are on the subject of orgasms, you will not come without permission. If you find yourself reaching the peak squeeze your PC muscles & hold out. You come, u get punished."
Her eyes grew wide at the sound of the word 'punished.' Even though she trusted he would not hurt her, she was afraid. Things were moving 2 fast for her. "Pineapple!" she yelled the safe word. "Baby, I'm scared, I don't wanna play this anymore. I don't wanna be punished." She watched his outline move closer 2 her, until she felt his breath on her ear. "My love, I would never in my entire existence do anything to hurt you more than sexually possible. We will stop if you really want 2, but I would love 2 continue." He licked her ear and pinched her nipple at the same time, sending a chill down the middle of her body, straight to her throbbing nub. She squirmed under his tongue, heat pulsating from her body. "Okay, okay," she said breathlessly.
He chuckled in her ear, his dick jumping in anticipation. He wanted 2 make sure she enjoyed herself, & that he pleased her in every way he could possibly think of. He kissed his way down the middle of her body softly, while trailing his hands down her side. He made his way back to her toes, while his fingers searched for her clit. She gasped sharply when his fingers hit their destination. "Oh my gosh, King." She moaned and writhed under his touch as his fingers and tongue moved in sync. He slid two fingers inside her wet hole, while his thumb rubbed her nub. He felt her tighten around his fingers, and as he looked up at her, he witnessed a range of emotions on her face. "Are you okay, my Queen?" he asked. "Yes, just concentrating on not coming." His heart jumped at that, hearing that she was fighting a pending orgasm, but had said nothing to him. He loved her willpower. "Are you ready to come?" she sighed loudly, "yes, yes, yes my King." With that, he sped up the rhythm of his fingers, curling them upward, hitting the infamous g-spot. "On the count of three, I want u to let go. 1........ 2......... 3......." As if by magic, she let out a loud series of moans as her body shook uncontrollably. She cursed him, and blessed him in the same sentence, and he rode her orgasm out with his fingers still moving inside her. He continued this until she yelled, "pineapple! I can't take it." He smiled, and removed his fingers, knowing she was too sensitive 2 take anymore. He sucked her sweet juices off his fingers & his palm where they dripped during her release. "You taste so sweet, love. I can't wait to lick that juicy pussy." Silence. "Liz?" she snored in response. He untied her, and laid down next to her. She immediately wrapped herself around him, moaning softly. "This is only the beginning, my love." He kissed her forehead, and went to sleep with a smile on his face.
Project 3some
I have always been interested in women. I never acted on it, because I was afraid of how people would view me.
Then I met my boyfriend, Paul. He was just as sexually adventurous as me, & made me feel comfortable with my sexuality.
It all started with a random conversation about bisexual women. I held back from telling him about my fantasies, until he told me he loves bisexual women. I asked had he ever had a threesome & he said no, but he wanted to, really badly. I told him I would consider it, but we had to find a girl. That seemed to be no problem for him, considering he knew A LOT of women, & still kept in contact with almost all of his ex girlfriends. I kept turning down every female he mentioned, because I didn't want anyone who he had sex with involved. I was afraid they would try to monopolize his attention or go stalker status on me & try to kill me for his dick. It sounds funny I know, but those were my true feelings.
After about a week, I started to give up hope. Then I met Erica. She was 5'8, light skinned, with huge tits & a nice ass. She was gorgeous. We talked thru text messages for about a week before our conversation turned sexual. She sent me pictures of her pussy, & I swear to you, a picture had never made me wetter. The lips were fat and juicy, & it was completely bald. She later told me she regularly got brazilian waxes. I would have licked the picture, if I wouldn't feel like a pervert afterwards. I had to have her. I wanted her more than I had ever wanted anyone, let alone another woman. I craved to have her pussy in my mouth.
Even though I had only known her a week, I took a leap & asked her if she would be interested in a threesome with my boyfriend and me. She asked me to send her pictures of him, & when I did, she replied, saying, "he is so sexy. I would love to have a threesome with you two. Now, what are the rules?" Rules? I hadn't thought of rules. I told her this, and she helped me out by telling me her rules when she & her now ex boyfriend had done threesomes together.
" Okay, Victoria, Rule #1: I picked the girl, Rule #2: no strings attached, no feelings involved, Rule #3: no outside sexual contact between the girl & either of us, Rule #4: he can not penetrate her without my permission, & its on an day by day basis."
I thought about her rules, & decided I would adopt them as my own. Excitedly, I informed my boyfriend of the new development in "project 3some." I thought he was gonna cum in his pants as excited as he was. I bragged about how beautiful she was, and told him about the rules, which he agreed to. We set up a date for that Friday, but at the last minute, she said she couldn't do it. Paul & I were really disappointed, & he was ready to find another girl, but I really wanted to do the threesome with Erica, so we waited. Finally, a week later we set up another date. We met at my house for dinner, dominoes & drinks. Everyone was real nervous at first, until we started drinking the Pink Panties I had made (I used a lot of gin, but that's our little secret) and soon, everyone was drunk.
Finally, the action began. It started with small gestures, like hand touches, footsy under the table, and everyone laughing and making sexual jokes. Then I found myself getting bold. I reached over & grabbed her tit, laughing hysterically. She retaliated by pulling my tit out of my tank top, & pinching my nipples. I squealed and jumped, smacking her hand. Paul followed her lead by reaching over and grabbing my nipple. He leaned over & put my nipple in his mouth, sending chills down my spine. I abruptly stopped laughing & held onto the table for support. She grabbed my other nipple & put that one in her mouth. The feeling of my nipples being sucked at the same time was too much to bear, so I said "time out!" I had to gain control in this situation, so I got up from the table, and stumbled over to Erica. I grabbed her by hand and lifted her out of her seat. I wasted no time in pulling her towards me, and deepy kissing her, our tits rubbing together, our moans sounding as one.
Paul watched in shock at us kissing, and pulled his dick out. It sprung to attention, begging to be serviced. I ended our kiss and walked over to him. I felt really bold. I kissed him and stroked his hard 9-inch dick, making him moan into my mouth. Suddenly I felt hands on my back. Erica reached around to play with my nipples while I kissed Paul, and he reached me to play with hers. This night was getting better and better. "Naked, now!" I said to both of them, and we all wasted no time in shedding our now restrictive clothing. We ended up on the bed, in a tangled mess of limbs and tongues, eagerly licking and sucking at whatever we could find. I began to suck my boyfriends dick, spitting on it to get really sloppy, just how he likes it. I jacked him off with both of my hands while I played with the head with my tongue and full lips. Erica rubbed on my ass then reached over and started playing with my clit. I gasped at the feeling of her delicate fingers rubbing me, and man she knew what she was doing. With her playing with me, I sucked on his dick with so much enthusiasm he had to stop me. "Baby, stop before I cum." I smiled coyly at him. "I wanna watch u and Erica," He told me.
She wasted no time in positioning herself under me and sitting me on her face. She lapped greedily at my swollen pussy, and I moaned loudly. It felt so good, better than I could have imagined. I played with my nipples & sucked my fingers while I rode her pretty face. I watched Paul jack off his dick, a look of pure lust in his eyes. Finally my shyness left me, and curiosity took over. I climbed off her face, and kissed her, tasting myself on her lips and chin. I kissed and licked down her body until I reached the treasure I had fantasized about that whole week. Her pussy was just as pretty in person as it was in the pictures. I was a little nervous, afraid I wouldn't like the taste or the smell of another womans pussy. Boy was I wrong. The minute I got to her navel, I could smell her & tell she was wet as fuck. I dipped my finger in between her lips and heard the slurpy sound that comes when a woman is extremely wet. I licked my finger, & was pleasantly surprised. She tasted a little sweet, a little tangy but I wanted more. I stuck my tongue out & licked her pussy with the lips closed, then slid it between her lips. She was so wet, a trail followed when I pulled away. I dove back in, eagerly eating her pussy, doing all the things I liked to be done to me. She instructed me to lick her clit while fingering her, which I did, and she went wild.
While I was eating her pussy, Paul came over and sucked Erica's nipples. He was positioned over her, and she grabbed his dick and began stroking it. She put it in her mouth, sliding her tongue up and the down the shaft. After a few minutes he stopped her. "Damn." He came over to me, and pulled my ass up in the air. He laid underneath me and began eating me while I was eating her! I swear I was so turned on I almost came right then and there. We stayed in that position for what seemed like forever. Me licking and fingering her juicy pussy while Paul hungrily ate mine.
Suddenly, Paul stopped. "Baby, lets play a game. Ill fuck you while you eat her pussy. The louder she moans the harder I fuck you." Oh my gosh! He knew how much I loved being fucked hard from the back. So I was game. He didn't wait for my answer. Instead he got on his knees behind me & rammed his dick into my tight pussy, making me scream into hers. He started off with slow and torturous strokes. I started to lick her pussy with so much hunger, hoping she would scream. And boy did it pay off. She started moaning my name, and every time she said my name, he pumped harder, making me shiver and moan. I licked, she screamed, he pumped, I moaned.
This cycle continued until out of nowhere, she grabbed my head and screamed. Her legs started shaking like she was having a seizure and I knew I had made her cum, especially when she squirted on my chin! I couldn't believe I had made a girl cum from my first time eating pussy. While she was coming, he pumped harder until he let out a yell, pulled out and came on my ass. We all laid down, exhausted, when I realized, I hadn't gotten my orgasm yet. There was no way in hell I wasn't gonna cum after all the work I did! When I told them, they looked at each other, and pounced on me. He took my nipples in his mouth, while she took my pussy in hers. They licked and sucked and tugged on me until finally, sweet bliss. I erupted in one of biggest, most mind blowing orgasms ever. She continued to lick my clit until I became too sensitive and pushed her away.
We all got in the shower together, and cleaned each other off. (We had a little fun there too. But that's a different story) Then, exhausted, we all laid on the bed and passed out. Project 3some was a success.
Then I met my boyfriend, Paul. He was just as sexually adventurous as me, & made me feel comfortable with my sexuality.
It all started with a random conversation about bisexual women. I held back from telling him about my fantasies, until he told me he loves bisexual women. I asked had he ever had a threesome & he said no, but he wanted to, really badly. I told him I would consider it, but we had to find a girl. That seemed to be no problem for him, considering he knew A LOT of women, & still kept in contact with almost all of his ex girlfriends. I kept turning down every female he mentioned, because I didn't want anyone who he had sex with involved. I was afraid they would try to monopolize his attention or go stalker status on me & try to kill me for his dick. It sounds funny I know, but those were my true feelings.
After about a week, I started to give up hope. Then I met Erica. She was 5'8, light skinned, with huge tits & a nice ass. She was gorgeous. We talked thru text messages for about a week before our conversation turned sexual. She sent me pictures of her pussy, & I swear to you, a picture had never made me wetter. The lips were fat and juicy, & it was completely bald. She later told me she regularly got brazilian waxes. I would have licked the picture, if I wouldn't feel like a pervert afterwards. I had to have her. I wanted her more than I had ever wanted anyone, let alone another woman. I craved to have her pussy in my mouth.
Even though I had only known her a week, I took a leap & asked her if she would be interested in a threesome with my boyfriend and me. She asked me to send her pictures of him, & when I did, she replied, saying, "he is so sexy. I would love to have a threesome with you two. Now, what are the rules?" Rules? I hadn't thought of rules. I told her this, and she helped me out by telling me her rules when she & her now ex boyfriend had done threesomes together.
" Okay, Victoria, Rule #1: I picked the girl, Rule #2: no strings attached, no feelings involved, Rule #3: no outside sexual contact between the girl & either of us, Rule #4: he can not penetrate her without my permission, & its on an day by day basis."
I thought about her rules, & decided I would adopt them as my own. Excitedly, I informed my boyfriend of the new development in "project 3some." I thought he was gonna cum in his pants as excited as he was. I bragged about how beautiful she was, and told him about the rules, which he agreed to. We set up a date for that Friday, but at the last minute, she said she couldn't do it. Paul & I were really disappointed, & he was ready to find another girl, but I really wanted to do the threesome with Erica, so we waited. Finally, a week later we set up another date. We met at my house for dinner, dominoes & drinks. Everyone was real nervous at first, until we started drinking the Pink Panties I had made (I used a lot of gin, but that's our little secret) and soon, everyone was drunk.
Finally, the action began. It started with small gestures, like hand touches, footsy under the table, and everyone laughing and making sexual jokes. Then I found myself getting bold. I reached over & grabbed her tit, laughing hysterically. She retaliated by pulling my tit out of my tank top, & pinching my nipples. I squealed and jumped, smacking her hand. Paul followed her lead by reaching over and grabbing my nipple. He leaned over & put my nipple in his mouth, sending chills down my spine. I abruptly stopped laughing & held onto the table for support. She grabbed my other nipple & put that one in her mouth. The feeling of my nipples being sucked at the same time was too much to bear, so I said "time out!" I had to gain control in this situation, so I got up from the table, and stumbled over to Erica. I grabbed her by hand and lifted her out of her seat. I wasted no time in pulling her towards me, and deepy kissing her, our tits rubbing together, our moans sounding as one.
Paul watched in shock at us kissing, and pulled his dick out. It sprung to attention, begging to be serviced. I ended our kiss and walked over to him. I felt really bold. I kissed him and stroked his hard 9-inch dick, making him moan into my mouth. Suddenly I felt hands on my back. Erica reached around to play with my nipples while I kissed Paul, and he reached me to play with hers. This night was getting better and better. "Naked, now!" I said to both of them, and we all wasted no time in shedding our now restrictive clothing. We ended up on the bed, in a tangled mess of limbs and tongues, eagerly licking and sucking at whatever we could find. I began to suck my boyfriends dick, spitting on it to get really sloppy, just how he likes it. I jacked him off with both of my hands while I played with the head with my tongue and full lips. Erica rubbed on my ass then reached over and started playing with my clit. I gasped at the feeling of her delicate fingers rubbing me, and man she knew what she was doing. With her playing with me, I sucked on his dick with so much enthusiasm he had to stop me. "Baby, stop before I cum." I smiled coyly at him. "I wanna watch u and Erica," He told me.
She wasted no time in positioning herself under me and sitting me on her face. She lapped greedily at my swollen pussy, and I moaned loudly. It felt so good, better than I could have imagined. I played with my nipples & sucked my fingers while I rode her pretty face. I watched Paul jack off his dick, a look of pure lust in his eyes. Finally my shyness left me, and curiosity took over. I climbed off her face, and kissed her, tasting myself on her lips and chin. I kissed and licked down her body until I reached the treasure I had fantasized about that whole week. Her pussy was just as pretty in person as it was in the pictures. I was a little nervous, afraid I wouldn't like the taste or the smell of another womans pussy. Boy was I wrong. The minute I got to her navel, I could smell her & tell she was wet as fuck. I dipped my finger in between her lips and heard the slurpy sound that comes when a woman is extremely wet. I licked my finger, & was pleasantly surprised. She tasted a little sweet, a little tangy but I wanted more. I stuck my tongue out & licked her pussy with the lips closed, then slid it between her lips. She was so wet, a trail followed when I pulled away. I dove back in, eagerly eating her pussy, doing all the things I liked to be done to me. She instructed me to lick her clit while fingering her, which I did, and she went wild.
While I was eating her pussy, Paul came over and sucked Erica's nipples. He was positioned over her, and she grabbed his dick and began stroking it. She put it in her mouth, sliding her tongue up and the down the shaft. After a few minutes he stopped her. "Damn." He came over to me, and pulled my ass up in the air. He laid underneath me and began eating me while I was eating her! I swear I was so turned on I almost came right then and there. We stayed in that position for what seemed like forever. Me licking and fingering her juicy pussy while Paul hungrily ate mine.
Suddenly, Paul stopped. "Baby, lets play a game. Ill fuck you while you eat her pussy. The louder she moans the harder I fuck you." Oh my gosh! He knew how much I loved being fucked hard from the back. So I was game. He didn't wait for my answer. Instead he got on his knees behind me & rammed his dick into my tight pussy, making me scream into hers. He started off with slow and torturous strokes. I started to lick her pussy with so much hunger, hoping she would scream. And boy did it pay off. She started moaning my name, and every time she said my name, he pumped harder, making me shiver and moan. I licked, she screamed, he pumped, I moaned.
This cycle continued until out of nowhere, she grabbed my head and screamed. Her legs started shaking like she was having a seizure and I knew I had made her cum, especially when she squirted on my chin! I couldn't believe I had made a girl cum from my first time eating pussy. While she was coming, he pumped harder until he let out a yell, pulled out and came on my ass. We all laid down, exhausted, when I realized, I hadn't gotten my orgasm yet. There was no way in hell I wasn't gonna cum after all the work I did! When I told them, they looked at each other, and pounced on me. He took my nipples in his mouth, while she took my pussy in hers. They licked and sucked and tugged on me until finally, sweet bliss. I erupted in one of biggest, most mind blowing orgasms ever. She continued to lick my clit until I became too sensitive and pushed her away.
We all got in the shower together, and cleaned each other off. (We had a little fun there too. But that's a different story) Then, exhausted, we all laid on the bed and passed out. Project 3some was a success.
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