We haven't seen each other in quite a long time and are going to meet in the hotel's lounge. I enter wearing a dark blue pinstriped suit, powder blue short-sleeved shirt with the top two buttons open. There is a bright gold lapel pin on the right lapel.I spot you sitting at the bar dressed in a simple red sheath skirt. Simple? Your top is a red backless vest with a wide plunging neckline - it plunges to your belly button where two buttons hold it closed. Your mid-thigh hemline has ridden up (or did you pulled it up on purpose?) just high enough that I see about an inch of creamy white thigh above your black stockings. Red high heels and a wide gold chain necklace complete your attire. No, wait, there is a fine gold chain around your right ankle.You are sitting sideways to the door, chatting with the bartender and don't see me as I walk in. I quietly walk up three bar stools behind you and order from the other bartender. After some minutes of drinking in your beauty and trying to calm my racing heart, I slowly make my way over to the stool immediately behind you. Your drink is almost empty. Good.Excuse me, I don't mean to be obnoxious but you are so beautiful that I must show my admiration. May I buy a drink, a red rose, or take you to bed?...Pleasantly startled, you turn, start to grab me for a big hug and kiss, but catch yourself and play along with the stranger act: You are a bit forward. But you are cute, so why don't we start with the drink, then a flower and take it from there....Ok, we can play the usual mating games if that's what you want, but you look so hot that you must be angling for someone to take you to bed. Tell me, do I have a shot?...I've been here 15 minutes and you are the best stud to come in so far. The night is young; a better hunk may come in. You'll get at least a blood boiling kiss and maybe I'll let you cop a feel, if I do decide to move on....That's a better offer than most girls make,... I reply. Turning to the bartender who has been standing by listening, Freshen this foxy lady's drink and I'll take the same.... Continuing to you, as he moves away: I said you look hot; you must be hot, too. That's quite the dress you are almost wearing - quite air conditioned!...That line is old. You'll have to do better or I'll hit on the guy at the end of the bar....Glancing in the indicated direction, I reply: He certainly looks nice, but do you think he could keep you coming all night long? Younger guys usually shoot one or two loads, roll over and go to sleep. Is that what you got dressed up for?...I had hoped to find a stud that could fill me up and keep it up. How do I know you aren't bragging? I have worn out others that have bragged that they could stay hard all night....Well, first of all, I said that I could keep you coming all night, not that I could stay hard. Second, I may not be able to fill you up - that wasn't part of my promise - I only have an average sized cock and I don't know your size. As to bragging, why would I admit to a less than study size if my only goal was to bang you once and go to sleep? You can certainly get bigger meat in here tonight, but you would have to search long to find a guy with better technique and more stamina. So, are you looking to get stretched or to get exhausted with orgasms?...I want pussy-stretching size and all-night orgasms. You haven't offered any proof that what you say is true....Well, if we move over to a table, you can find out for yourself if I'm being truthful about my size, and judge whether it is acceptable. I've been hard since I laid eyes on you....With a sharp intake of breath, you agree to move. The only open booth is about midway down the row. No sooner are we seated than you say, Whip it out. Let's see what you've got....Like you said, the night is young. I'm looking to get laid, not thrown in jail for indecent exposure. Come on in....You gently run my zipper down and reaching inside my pants, No underwear. You too are stripped for action.... As your hand curls around my erection, I'd say you are bigger than average, but your cock certainly is hotter than any I've had. And reaching lower, and hairy, tight balls. I like that....They are tight because they want to come. Better ease up. I was just offering proof....You back your hand off my rod, but leave it inside my zipper and run it through my pubic hair, Now that I'm in here, I may as well stay. Silky cock hair is so sexy. I love to suck cock that is surrounded by silk. This might be fun after all....Thanks ever so much! Glad you approve. When do I get a chance to approve of what I'm getting into, as it were?... I utter this as the waitress comes up to get a drink refill order.Blushing slightly, she stutters, Have I come at a bad time?... She glances down at your hand, or rather your wrist that disappears inside my pants.No, but this guy I picked up might come at a bad time if we don't get him a bit more relaxed, if you know what I mean,... you reply. I place an order for another round as you nuzzle my neck.When the waitress leaves, I ask again, I like what I see. How about the rest? You had the right of first refusal and I seem to have measured up....Giggling, you reply, You don't even have a zipper to contend with.... I take that as the invitation that I've been waiting for. Only I can't make up my mind whether I'm more interested in your breasts or your crotch first. Sensing my hesitation, you take you free hand and guide it into your vest. Your nipple is already hard, but I don't let that stop me from enjoying the handful. You let out a slight moan, and I see the other nipple jutting out through the cloth of the vest! With my wrist, I pull your vest aside, not enough to expose your tit, but enough that I can see it from my angle. Very nice. Do your nipples always crinkle up like they are cold?...When they are HOT they do! When I'm hot, I mean! With that, you slide your free hand inside my shirt to my little nipple and squeeze it hard.Hey, careful! Mine don't get hard and jut out like yours....Do you want to bet? I'll bet I can get them hard....No bet. But I'd like to experience that. Meanwhile, we have established that my prick is hard and that your nipples are hard; there is one other organ that may not be hard yet.... With that, I remove may hand from your vest and place it on your thigh just short of the hem of your skirt. As I do, you lean over for something that I have been dying for since we got to the booth. You part your lipstick red lips slightly, close your eyes and initiate the most soulful, slow, passionate kiss we've ever had. Our tongues meet in a slow tender probe, neither working deep. Our lips crush together and move as one, yet with independent passion. We are moaning now, deep in our throats. We are frozen; so intent is we on this long awaited kiss. As the poet said, in all of history there have only been three perfect kisses. We are adding a fourth to the history books!In the long moment that it takes to end this kiss, I become aware of two things: despite two layers of cloth between us, I can feel your rock-like nipples burning into my chest. And the waitress has returned with our drinks. She has evidently been standing there for some seconds. As we straighten our upper bodies, this causes our lower bodies to rotate slightly. The base of my cock rotates in between your index and forefingers; my hand slides under the hem of your skirt, so my fingers are scant millimeters from the elastic leg openings of panties.Now it is my turn to stutter as the waitress sets our drinks down. Can you run a tab? My hands are full and I don't want to give up any ground.... We all laugh and she takes my room number.When I give it, you maintain the meeting a stranger... role that we are playing: Oh, we are staying on the same floor! I ought to cancel my room. Waitress, can you do that for me? And add my name to . . . what's your name? To your room.... The waitress, of course, can't accommodate the request; we thank her and say that we will take care of it when we get untangled.When she leaves, we are desperate for another kiss. As we stare into each other’s eyes, half an inch apart, ready to start the kiss, I move my hand just far enough up your leg to confirm what I've suspected: you aren't wearing panties. I let my fingers touch the wetness of your crotch without touching your pussy. This kiss is as passionate as the first, without the slow tenderness. This time we go for wild abandon - tongues probing deeply and wildly; lips mashing and sliding; mouths moving narrow and wide. If the poet were to rate the sexiest, nastiest, fuck-me-I'm-ready... kiss, this one would top the International list. Our moans attract the attention of not one booth on either side (we had already done that!), but two booths on either side!Sexual tension from role playing, semi-public sex play and restraining from coming in public is reaching its peak. I finally let my index finger part your outer pussy lips and slowly slide it up and down. You beg me to go in farther or Frigg your clit. You massage my balls and the sensitive area between them for emphasis. After an aching long time, I insert two fingers fully between your inner and outer lips and stroke this velvet channel. Your hips buck forward and before I can react to teasingly withdraw my fingers, the forefinger slips into your fuck hole. So, I just slide it in slowly without moving it around or flexing it. You give me that You huge tease; I want you to really finger fuck me now!... -look and wrap your whole hand around my shaft and withdraw it from its hiding place so that you can stroke the veined shaft and helmet with long, slow strokes. All of this while I only give you one slow, deep finger thrust, all the way to your cervix, and withdraw completely. You squeak with disgust. I move my forefinger to my mouth and eagerly suck the ambrosia juices off of it.No fair! I don't have any juice that I can drink,... you lament.I'll share pussy juices with you, but no cocktail juice until we get upstairs, and I'm not ready to leave just yet,... I reply. We alternate fingering your cozen. You offer your cozen-soaked fingers to me, I suck it off your fingers, and you do the same to my hand. Every time your hand disappears under your dress, the skin on my shaft stretches a little tighter as my cock tries to get harder and grow longer. And every time I suck your fingers dry, I imagine I am sucking on your hard clit. Giving my massive hard-on a stroke with your pussy-juiced hand, you innocently ask, are you ready now?... I can't speak; I simply nod yes. You expertly replace my cock and zip my pants; I get a last finger full of juice and smooth down your skirt. With as much dignity as I can muster with my trousers tenting out in front, we walk out among cheers from the other patrons.In the elevator, we can't wait. Wildly, you free my throbbing cock as I pull your skirt up around your waist. I boost you up on the handrail and you wrap your legs around my hips. My cock slides in to your cunt without any help. The two buttons holding your vest closed can't withstand our gymnastics and your boobs swing free. You grab my shirt and pulling hard, the buttons fly off. Our chests weld together. Before we can buck or thrust, the elevator reaches our floor. I withdraw with a sucking noise; you have time to pull your skirt down and I help by mostly covering your breasts; slightly less well than in the bar. I pull my suit coat over my exposed meat just as the doors open. We push by the couple standing there and race down the hall to our room. Inside, we don't bother undressing, but start the wildest, loudest fuck night ever. True to my word, it lasts until dawn

The Princess Gets Her Fantasy

It was Saturday morning 7:30 am we woke up in each other’s arms. we were out Friday night at a regular bar hanging out with the swingers at the greet and meet. you were wearing a very short skirt, it was so short your lace tops on the stockings you were wearing were not covered at all, and everyone could see the clip from the garter belt showing too. You had on a black sheer top, with a black bra that had a stretchy flap at the top of the cup to pull up and cover your nipples. I had you put on a remote control butterfly vibrator pressed tightly against your clit. I had the remote, every once in a while I would hit the button without you knowing I was going to do it whenever you were talking to someone. you would kind of jump when I hit the button. you were talking to this one guy, not part of the swinger group. I was sitting next to you, just talking about nothing in particular just making conversation, I hit the button you jumped, this time I did not let go of the button I left it on. The vibrator was pressed tightly against your clit, while you were trying to talk to this guy, the feelings of an imminent orgasm was upon you, I let go of the button. About 20 seconds later I hit it again while you were in mid-sentence, you kind of shuddered a little. The guy looked at you wondering what was wrong with you, you laughed and said you just caught a chill. He looked at you with a look that said yeah right. I kept the button down this time until I seen your whole body start to tense up I could tell you were about to cum. I held it down you tilted your head back squeezed the edge of the table we were sitting at your face tightened up, and you let out a moan not real loud but loud enough that everyone near U/us could hear you. Amanda leaned over from the booth in from of U/us, and said "that sounded like someone just had an orgasm" you smiled and said that because I/I just did. you then explained to the guy sitting across from U/us what was going on. He was intrigued, asked us about U/us. you explained we were swingers. you were my slave, I am your Master, you are my property, and you can only do what I allow you to do. And you and I only played with girls. He was very curious about the whole slave master thing. you told him how it works what you do and how much you love it. When you told him about the spanking and the punishments I do to you, He said he would love to come watch you being spanked, and asked if he could be spanked on his bare bottom by you. you told him he would have to ask me if you could. I told him "sure but not tonight, give me your phone number and I will let you know when but you need to know, if we do this the P/princess here would be his mistress (master) for that, and he would have to do exactly what she told you to do. Whatever it is she wants you to do." He asked you what it was you were going to ask him to do. you said " abash, I/I will never tell, you will just have to be surprised. But rest assured your ass will be sore from M/me spanking you. He then gave U/us his number you asked him if was available tomorrow night Saturday, he said yes, and he went up to the bar to sit with the friends of his that came in.Amanda came over to talk and asked you how did you have an orgasm just sitting there. you stood up in the booth, pulled up your skirt and showed her the butterfly. I pushed the button at that point and made you jump again, we all laughed and you said damn that feels good. Amanda said I got to get me one of those. I then got up to go to the bathroom while you two talked. When I came out the door I could see you sitting there with your legs were opened up just enough for me to see the butterfly. you looked over to me and smiled. I went over to the table across the bar room from Y./you, so I could see you from a distance, while you were talking to Amanda, and I noticed Kathy and Mary were sitting with you and all 4 of you were talking up a storm don’t know what about but it was pretty animated. So what do I do, what else push the button. It wasn’t 1 minute later your whole body trembled you grabbed the edge of the table again, tightened up your face, tilted your head back this time when you came you let out a much louder moan and said " my god I love that man" All of you all laughed and they wanted to try it out. you said hell no this is for me tonight. you then got up to go to the ladies room, when you passed me I gave you the signal to take off your panties. Since you were not wearing any it meant to remove the butterfly, you gave me a disapproving lookand then realizing what you did, knowing that was going to get you punished you came over to me and begged forgiveness. I said sorry babe toooooo late. Go potty and come right back here and hand me the butterfly. And tuck the flap of your brain so your nipples will show. you said yes my Master. When you came out, you came over to me. Handed me the butterfly with a big smile and said your desires not mine my most benevolent Master. I said don’t try to butter me up, you’re getting punished, and it will be tonight real soon. I then told you to go back to the ladies at the booth, tell them what you did when I made you remove the butterfly, and that you were going to be punished for it. Also to keep your eyes on me for further instructions for your punishment. After you told them, all 3 of them looked over at me and gave me a dirty look, I smiled and said from across the room rules are rules. After about 10 minutes I gave you the signal to open your legs a little wider, making sure I could see your pussy, then after another 10 minutes a little more. Then about 5 minutes after that I had you unbutton 1 button on your blouse. Then 5 minutes after that one more. That button was just below the bra you had on. One of the girls said something to you about your buttons being undone and you said I/I'm being punished. Again another dirty look from the 3 girls, I just shrugged my shoulders. About 5 minutes later another button then 5 minutes another just 1 left. Just about then the guy W/we were talking to earlier came by to use the bathroom, stopped by my table and noticed you, he sat down across from me and was asking a few more questions about our lifestyle, the real reason was to see your pussy and what was showing of your tits. He then asked me will S/she really do whatever you ask, I said yes S/she would because S/she knows S/she can trust me not to put her in danger. He said he did not believe me. No woman is like that. I said mine is. Watch... I gave you a signal to take your top off and sit there with just your bra. Which you did, then I signaled you to come to me. When you came over everyone quit talking and watched you come to me in that sexy bra with your nipples standing out straight and hard. I asked you to kiss me, which you did and very passionately with lots of tongue. Then I told you to go get your top and come back to me.When you got your top, you dropped it in front of the booth, when you bent down to pick it up your skirt was so short all of your fine ass showed. You came over and sat next to me with a smile, like a cat that just ate the canary. The guy was flabbergasted did not know what to say. I asked him do you believe me now and he said yes I do. If we get together tomorrow night is prepared to obey her every command. Remember S/she only is allowed to play with girls, S/she will not suck your cock or fuck you. you knotted your head in agreement. He said call me please. I asked him if he played pool he said yes but not well, good I said either does the P/princess. I gave you 4 quarters and told you to play pool with him. you got up played pool very seductively showing off that nice ass of yours, and from the light at the table the sheer top was almost transparent. you were the center of attention. After the game you came back to the table, we had another drink, paid our tab and we left for home. It was 1 am. As soon as we got in the truck you took off your top and bra. Then told me when you were talking to Kathy she told you when she gives head she can deep throat any cock. you asked me if you could try it out on me. I said of course, you then lay across the seat, pulled my cock out, and began to suck me off, deeper and deeper till you actually did it. It was not long before you made me cum. It was fabulous after making sure that there was no cum wasted, you sat up and enjoyed the rest of the ride home topless, smiling, and very sate. When we got home, you waited for me to open your door just like a good girl, not bothering to put your top back on, we walked up to the door opened it up and went in. Being so late we just went right to bed in the king size. Cuddling together we both fell fast asleep. Now morning being here so early, we got up brushed our teeth went potty made coffee had a cup and went back to the bed because when you went to make coffee you put a pink ribbon in your hair. We were just cuddling for a long time we both fell asleep again till 9 am or so when W/we woke up I had a huge hard-on you said to me can I use that beautifully shaved smooth cock to pleasure me however I want it to. I said please do. First you licked it then you sucked it then You asked me to give you at least 4 orgasms back to back as quickly as I could which I did You then got on all 4's with your ass sticking up and you then asked me to fuck your pussy hard but not to cum which I did Just as I was about to cum we stopped. We then got up and had another cup of coffee talked about last night and the guy we met and what my thoughts were about him being your slave tonight. I said I was going to allow you to be the master tonight and we would be your slaves allow you to do anything to us you wanted except suck his cock or let him fuck you. But you will have to wear everything red. you agreed and you asked me to take you back to bed for the next round of sex. We got back in bed I gave you another 4 orgasms and you again got up on all 4's you then said "please my most merciful and benevolent Master grab some lube from the dresser and fuck me in my virgin ass I want to finally feel Your wonderful cock in my ass and please cum inside of me so I can feel that too. Very carefully and slowly I pushed my cock into your ass hole making sure not to hurt you after a little bit I was in. It only took me about 25 strokes before I had a mind blowing orgasm I filled you up with a load of cum that you said felt very hot when it came. I could not believe how good it felt to cum inside your ass like that. We lay back down and took another nap not getting up till 2 pm. When we finally got up you asked me if you could call the guy we met and invite him to come over to the house around 7 so we can have the party because you could not wait to be the Master tonight. I said sure. you called he agreed and we were ready when he arrived right on time. you were wearing your sexiest red skirt with a slit that went all the way up to the top of your hips. your slutty bustier red stockings and red stiletto'syou then ordered us both to get naked and go to the bedroom to wait for you but first you wanted us to fix you and us a drink. When we got to the bedroom you commanded us to stand up on either side of the bed watch and no words are to be uttered by either of us till you said we can talk. You laid down on the bed and made us watch you rub your pussy till you came. Then you told the guy to bend over on the bed with his ass sticking up and you got out the paddle and proceeded to smack the hell out of his ass till it was beet red. Then you had him finish his drink and made him go and fix another one for you and him. When he got back you had me lying on the bed with my arms and legs tied to the bed so I could not move. you then told the guy to sit on the left side of me. you then came up to my head squatted down and told me to lick your pussy till you came, I was licking away and I heard you tell the guy to come over and suck on my cock but not to make me cum that was your job. To my surprise he did while he was sucking away you got so excited you came almost immediately which got me excited seeing you so excited I wanted to cum too but you would not let me and made him stop. Then you just leaned forward keeping your pussy tight to my mouth and put my cock into your mouth and finished what he started. Licking me clean like you do so well. After untying me you had me go fix a drink for myself and you and when I got back the guy was bent back over getting his ass spanked again by you but this time you were wearing a leather glove just smacking the hell out of him. His cock was as hard as a rock the whole time. You then told me to crawl onto the bed and suck his cock while you were beating his ass with the glove and the paddle. I did that, you told him not to cum, when he was ready to cum to tell me to stop, when he told me to stop, you had him roll over gave him a squirt of lube and told him to make himself cum for you. Just as he was ready to cum you told him to stop. After waiting just a couple of minutes you took off your bustier lay down on the bed and told the guy to fuck your tittles. He climbed up on top and with me holding them together he fucked them till he came too. Wiping his cum off with a towel. Explaining to him that my cum is the only cum you will ever taste or touch with your hand. And my cock is the only cock you will suck on or let fuck your pussy. This man/man sucking was a fantasy of yours and was very glad he was cooperative in doing it for you. Then you told him to get dressed and leave now that you got your ass well beat and got to cum. I/I am giving back control to my Master now. We can all do this again another time. After he left you came up to me and kissed me like never before and said thank you my master for granting me my fantasy you truly are the most benevolent merciful and fulfilling Master any slave could have. Will you please spank me now. End........

Field

I was so glad when Diane was willing to go in with me on anapartment. She's so beautiful and I always liked her. We'd managedto get a two-bedroom near campus and I was looking forward tosomething better than dorm life.It started out fine: we worked out how to share expenses andhousework. We both were pretty conscientious about it and I likedliving there even if Diane sometimes got overdramatic about things.And I just seemed to let her have her way--I guess I'm the type tojust let things be. Then she introduced me to her new boyfriend.I think Diane is one of those girls who have to have aboyfriend--and she'd broken up with her previous one. George wasOK (I suppose she might have started going with a real jerk orsomething) but I was a bit surprised that she'd latched on to him.There wasn't anything wrong with him--he just didn't seem likeanything special and it seemed to me that Diane could have donemuch better. I did ask her about it once."Oh, there *is* something that he's *very* good at," she saidand smiled. "He has a way of getting me to do things," shecontinued. I realized that I didn't really want to get into *that*and changed the subject. Later I found myself picturing beautifulDiane and George in bed but I suppressed the thought.But I did feel a little envy. Obviously, Diane was experiencinglife more fully than I was. What things was George getting her todo? I sometimes wondered if I could really *let go* instead ofbeing so straight-laced.Then one day toward the end of the semester Diane announced thatGeorge was moving in! I was caught off guard--It had neveroccurred to me that she might pull *that*. I didn't want to getinto a fight with her about it so I tried to subtly bring up theproblems with the idea, but subtlety was lost on Diane. SoonGeorge was moved in and it was the three of us. One thing that wasgood: we divided the rent three ways.George was OK--well, he *tried* to do his share of the work andhe did contribute his share of the food money, but I still wasnervous about the whole thing. Then, just as soon as springsemester started, Diane and George had a big fight. After that shewas just moping around the apartment for several days, then sheannounced that she was quitting school and going home!"I *just can't take it*!" she said when I tried to talk to herabout it."Diane, you can't! What am I going to do?""You're doing fine.""How am I going to afford the apartment?" I couldn't make therent myself."You could afford half when we got It.""But I'll be here by myself! I'll have to find someone.""No you won't--George isn't leaving.""Oh Diane, George can't stay." But he *was* staying. I wasflabbergasted--here I was going to spend the rest of the schoolyear sharing the apartment with George! He said it would beimpossible to find another place at this late time and I knew I'dhave a lot of trouble finding another apartment-mate. He told meit wouldn't be any bother and he'd try to do better helping withthe dishes and stuff. I felt trapped, but after thinking it overI decided it might work.There I was, eating supper with George every night. We'd neverreally talked much before and now it was uncomfortably quiet at thesupper table. We both started reading while we ate.Diane called one night to talk to me while George was there.She wanted to know if I was getting along all right with George.I told her everything was OK so far. She wanted to know what hewas doing but when I managed to convey that he was right there, shewanted me to make sure he didn't know who I was talking to.Actually, it was too late for that. Then she told me she didn'tmind if *I* took up with him! I told her I'd keep that in mind andI'm not sure I kept the irony out of my voice."It was Diane, right?" I was correct in thinking Georgecouldn't fail to figure out who I was talking to."Yes.""How is she?""She seemed fine.""That's good." And he didn't say any more. I don't know whatmade me do it, but I didn't let it drop."Do you miss her?""I guess I do sometimes.""You should start dating." After I said it, I wondered if itsounded like encouragement to ask *me* out. But I couldn't thinkof anything I could say to correct that notion that wouldn't berude."Yes I should" he said and then sat there looking thoughtful.I tried to look nonchalant, going back to my reading, but actuallyI was scared he was going to suggest we go out. Then he went on,seemingly talking to himself: "I think I'll play the field for awhile." I mentally breathed a sigh of relief.The next evening George didn't show up for supper which peevedme because our arrangement was that I made it for both of us. Iput his in the fridge and got into studying. Then at eight heshows up--with a girl!"Who are you?" she said as soon as they walked in. A littlerude, but I suppose I *would* be a little shock under thecircumstances."This is my apartment-mate Caroline," offered George. She washanging on his arm as if she would fall to the floor if she let go."We have separate bedrooms," I said, getting right to the point."Oh," said the girl--I never found out her name since neither ofthem bothered to give it to me. Then she gave a low chuckle as ifit was a good joke and they walked into George's bedroom, shuttingthe door behind them.Yes I had misgivings all over again. I hadn't imagined *this*.I sat there studying for a little while, then got nervous for somereason and left, walking over to the library to study. When I cameback, everything was the same as when I left it and I went to bed.Yes I listened, but I didn't hear anything. Fortunately, as I knewfrom when George and Diane were around, the apartment's walls werereasonably good at blocking sounds.The next morning I got up and wondered if I'd have to face thetwo lovebirds. I stared at the door of George's room which wasstill shut. She was probably gone.The door opened a little and out came a woman--a differentwoman! This woman was a lot older--probably her late twenties orthirty or so, and she was wearing a really good suit! I stared ather trying to figure out what was going on."Who are you?" she asked when she saw me."George and I share the apartment. Separate bedrooms." I stillstared. She was very attractive and was a knockout in thoseclothes: the skirt was very short but obviously the suit cost acouple months' rent."Oh," she said and walked out the front door! I stared at thedoor after she closed it. Then I looked at the door to George'sroom. I thought about knocking, but decided against it. Whatwould I ask him? Finally I left for class.When I got back from classes that afternoon, a girl was sittingat the kitchen table with George. Yet another girl."This is Carla," said George, "and this is my apartment-mateCaroline." At least this time he introduced me. They were drinkingcoffee or tea or something."We have separate bedrooms." I said. Carla smiled as if I'dmade a joke. Then she said she had to leave and kissed George onthe lips and left.I stared at George after Carla left. I thought he might offersome explanation, but he seemed oblivious to the notion thatanything unusual was going on."Three women?" I asked, when I couldn't stand it any longer."Oh, that. I'm just dating around," answered George."Didn't the wind knock you over as they whooshed by?" Georgesmiled at my joking but didn't offer any more explanation. He justsat there looking stupid and happy. I went to my room and studieda while there.I heard voices and got up to investigate."Who's she?" came the suspicious question of yet another woman."I'm the apartment-mate with my own bedroom," I offered,thinking I ought to record the message and play it back. I hardlygot a look at her--I remember that she was very slender and haddark straight hair that reached her waist--and then they were inhis room with the door closed. I didn't see him before I went offto study at the library again. I was distracted while I wasstudying though. I thought about George--what was going on? Whowere these women and how was he finding them?When I got back to the apartment, there was a woman sitting atthe kitchen table. Yes, another one. I didn't see George. Andthe way she was dressed! She was wearing just a tee-shirt andbikini panties! I stared at her. She looked up at me and smiled.But she *didn't* ask who I was. I stood there in shock.George's door opened a crack. A woman came out! She wasdressed in jeans and a top and she smiled and said "Bye" and walkedout the front door! I stood there with my mouth open. I looked atthe woman sitting at the table. She just sat there, glancing at meafter I'd stared for a minute. I looked at George's door. It wasclosed. I went to my room.In the morning I recalled the two women of the previous nightand as I got up I wondered what I'd find. No one was in thekitchen but the bathroom door was shut. I heard giggling in ittoo--female giggles! I waited around and in a minute the dooropened and out came two women! They were wearing short nightgownsand they smiled at me and quickly scampered to George's door andslipped in! I got ready, ate and left. Somehow I didn't want towait and see any more. But as I left, another woman wasapproaching our door. She was wearing some of the tightest pantsI'd ever seen. I walked on more quickly.That afternoon when I got home, there were *five* women hangingaround our living room and kitchenette. They were just sittingaround and didn't say *anything*. George's door was closed. Onewas only wearing jeans and a bra. I headed straight in my room,then worried about having supper out there. I listened at the doora little bit, but felt stupid. I tried to study but it was reallya lost cause. I tried to read a novel, then just lay therethinking. What was it with George? What did these women *see* inhim? Where did they all come from? How could they act like that?I hung around my room till after our usual supper time, thenfeeling kind of dumb, finally came out. It was my own apartmentafter all. I opened the door and peeked out. Yes, there werewomen hanging around. It didn't seem to be the same women, andthere were more! Several of them were in their underwear. A womenin the kitchen asked if I'd like her to fix me supper! She waswearing a bikini bottom and a tube top. Both black. Her hair wasdark and short and pretty and she definitely had the body for theoutfit. I looked at her in kind of a daze and she started gettingstuff out of the fridge. I noticed that the fridge had food in itthat *I* had never put there--and up until that point, George hadcertainly kept me involved with all the food purchases.She fixed me a frozen entre while I sat at the kitchen tablelooking around. There were at least ten or twelve women around invarious states of dress. Some were just sitting on the floor. Isaw two oriental women in the corner, one leaning against thecorner and the other leaning against her. They just sat there,looking kind of listless. They *all* looked listless. The twooriental girls had bikini tops on, but I realized that they weren'twearing *any* bottoms at all.The woman in the tube top finished my dinner and I sat thereeating. A woman came out of George's room, naked. I stared,open-mouthed. There was a black thing around her neck. Then Inoticed they *all* were wearing black necklaces of some kind. Ilooked at the woman in the tube top who was close by and could seethat it was a thin little ribbon. I just sat there and ate.The woman in the tube top said: "You're lucky.""Huh?""Living with George. You can... you know... anytime."I stared at here for a second but didn't answer. Then Ifinished quickly, got my books and left.When I came back later, they were still there--at least therewere as many: some were definitely different women. One waswearing a black baby doll nightgown that hid just about nothing.Another was wearing a tee-shirt that didn't hide the bottoms of herrear-cheeks. And they still had the black ribbons. I went to myroom and went to bed.I laid awake a while wondering what to do. They weren't noisyand they hadn't really gotten in my way except for the bathroom acouple of times. And the woman making my supper!Later, I awoke somewhat. It was still dark. There had beensome light-- the door to my room had opened. I was groggy--feelingdrugged. Someone got in bed with me. Somehow I was too sleepy toworry about it.In the morning I awoke and found myself in the arms of a woman!We'd been spooning, her behind me! I quietly slipped out of bedand looked at her--she was still asleep. She was so beautiful,lying there so peacefully. I didn't know what to do. I got myrobe on and headed out-- yes, there were women all over the place.I actually had to step around them. The bathroom door was shut.I knocked. A women opened the door and pulled me in. There werefour women in there, all nude, doing, well, everything. The onewho had pulled me in was at the basin brushing her teeth. She toldme to go ahead and get in the shower, but another woman was inthere, showering. I waited for her to finish, then just hung up myrobe and went in. Others had been coming in and out of thebathroom while I waited.I finally felt a little privacy in the shower though there wereothers right on the other side of the curtain. Then a womanslipped through the curtain and joined me! She offered to wash myback. I didn't know what to do--I just finished as quickly as Icould and got out. Another woman handed me a towel. I had thefeeling she'd dry me if I let her.I got back to my room. There were *three* women sleeping in mybed! I quickly got dressed and left. A couple of women in thekitchen offered me breakfast, but I left as quickly as I could. Inoticed at the front door that there was a large bowl on a tablejust inside. In it was a pile of black ribbons.That night it was more of the same. With *more* women if youcould believe it. Women were slipping in and out of George's roomconstantly. All those black ribbons! Two women sitting on thecouch were kissing! I let some of them make me supper, then atequickly and started getting ready to go out again. The place wasuseless for study.The phone rang. It was Diane."How are things going?" she asked. She sounded a littlenervous."OK," I said, but I was nervous too. I didn't think she'dbelieve me."How is... George?""Oh, I think he's doing fine.""Is he? Do you think he misses me?" I had this sinking feelingthat she was having second thoughts about the breakup."I... I don't think I could say...""Is he there? No, don't call him to the phone!""Well...""OK, I'll hang up. I'm sorry I bothered you." Then she was offthe line.I headed out to study in the library and actually succeeded. Iguess I was getting a little used to the weirdness. It was more ofthe same when I got home. There were several women sleeping in mybed."Hey!" I said, shaking one who was at the edge.She woke and looked at me with a groggy expression. "Oh,sorry!" she said and pulled herself up and lay down in the corneron the floor! The other women were still there, curled this wayand that. I stared at them, mulling over waking them all up. Thewoman who had left had left enough room for me to lie down withouttouching any of the rest and that's what I did.In the morning when I woke up, and arm was sprawled over me andone woman was lying pressed against my body. I sat up and lookedaround. There were more women sleeping on the floor. I got my robeand slipped out. It was pretty much a repeat of the previousmorning. When I left for class, two more women were coming in thedoor.After my first class, who should I run into coming out butDiane!"I got up early and drove!" she said, sounding excited."It's great to see you!" I said, hugging her and doing my bestto smile but wondering if it really was that great."How's George?" she said with bated breath. She looked soinnocent, looking at me waiting for my answer. She was sobeautiful."Uh, he's fine I think.""He's there at the apartment now, isn't he? Let's go back!"I didn't usually go back after my first class. And I didn'twant to take her to the apartment. But she'd be going sooner orlater. I forced myself to see it as my duty. "OK."She didn't talk as we walked over and I didn't either. I didn'tknow what to say. Finally as we entered the complex grounds shesaid: "Has he been seeing other women?""Yes," I answered."Oh god. Just one?""No." She didn't say anything after that. I just took her tothe apartment.Yes, the apartment was filled with women when we got there. Theones sitting on the floor had to move to let anyone walk by. Twoslipped out of George's room and two more slipped in while we juststood there."Caroline, what *is* this," came Diane's weak voice."I don't really know," I answered."Is this George... ?" I don't know what she was going to askme, because she never did finish. Then she said: "I've got to talkto him!" She walked over to the door, various women leaning thisway and that to let her by, and slipped into his door. I made myway over to the kitchen area and a woman stood up to let me sit onone of our chairs. I sat there wondering what was going to happen.As I sat there, a woman came in the front door. She took aribbon and tied it around her neck and then started taking off herclothes. I remember her because she was *so* tall and slender andshe had short blond hair. She could definitely be a fashion model!For some reason I just watched her undress until she was naked.Her body was so slender and her legs were so long. She found herway over to George's door and slipped in.I hadn't heard anything from George's room and Diane hadn't comeout. I sat there waiting for something to happen. The curiositygot the better of me and I made my way over to his door. I thoughtabout knocking, but it seemed silly with so many people justopening it a crack and walking in. I opened it and slipped inside.It was dark--shades kept out all the daylight, but there was thelight of a couple of lamps. George was kneeling there and thatblond woman was on her knees in front of him! He was doing herfrom behind! And Diane! She was kneeling in front of the blonde,completely nude herself and had the blonde's face pushed againsther own crotch! Diane's body was so sexy. Her hands were grippingthe blonde's hair! The blonde was blindfolded and her wrists weretied behind her. There were other women lying around here andthere on the floor. Most were blindfolded and had their wriststied behind their backs. A couple of them just sat leaning againstthe wall looking listless like the women in the living room. Dianeturned her head and looked at me. She pulled the blonde's headaway from her crotch and turned the blonde's head towards me. Isaw the blonde's tongue for a second. Diane gave me a little smileand nod. She wanted me to come over! She was offering the blondeto me!I slipped out of the room and shut the door, quickly andquietly. I stood there, my back to the door. It was so crazy.That blonde was so beautiful. *Diane* was so beautiful. Diane*hadn't* been wearing a ribbon. She had wanted me to kneel next toher and...I thought about going in there and taking up Diane's offer. Ithought what it would be like to kneel there next to beautifulDiane...pulling that blonde's face to me. Forcing her. I got agrip on myself and made my way back to the front door. Theblonde's clothes were lying there on the floor. I noticed one ofthe black ribbons that had fallen on the floor and picked it up.I wondered how that blonde could just go in there and let George doher like that. The ribbon wasn't plain--seeing it up close, youcould see that it had a lacy texture. She had been just kneelingthere, blindfolded and helpless with George pushing into her asDiane forced her to lick. I thought about the way they did that toher. I tied the ribbon around my neck.

Fun in the Sun with Marilyn

The Adventures of Marilyn & Joe–Flashing Truckersas we peer through an open door, we she a beautiful woman busily at work. She is wearing a very classy white suit that is knee length and has a slit at the rear, roughly twelve inches long. Her blouse is of a fine silk with a lacy tie, and her shoes are white six-inch stilettos, with a chrome-spiked heel. Her name is Marilyn, and she has long strawberry blonde hair, which she has pulled back and up in a banana clip. She is also wearing glasses, and all of this gives her a very professional yet sexy look. Marilyn’s day is slowly coming to a close, as she is on the phone with a client who is reaming her ass about some change he is not seeing in his contract. Being the professional she is, she is able to calm him down, by asking him to turn to page forty-seven, line twelve, to find his change in the contract. As Marilyn is ending her phone call, her boss walks in with some work she wants Marilyn to look over this weekend. Marilyn goes over what looks to be a deluge of work with her boss, always with a smile. They finish up and her boss leaves, Marilyn sighs due to the workload ahead of her for this weekend, but knows of its importance. Marilyn loads up the contracts and puts them in her pull behind brief case. Marilyn looks around, to make sure she is not leaving anything behind, and then heads out the door to her office to the elevators. As the doors open she has a devilish look on her face as she daydreams of her forty-five minute ride home. The elevator stops at the lobby and Marilyn exits and heads to the lobby’s ladies’room.The ladies room is very plush, which has a large changing and relaxing room to where Marilyn heads. She with her back to us removes her jacket, blouse and bra and slips her jacket back on and kicks off her shoes. She pulls up her skirt so she can wiggle out of her pantyhose, which gives us a great view of her well-rounded ass, in a very sexy white thong. Marilyn lets her skirt fall as she then takes a seat on the sofa. She opens her bag and pulls out a pair of sexy lace stockings and a pair of spiked lacy boots. Marilyn slowly unrolls each stocking up her long silky legs and then puts on her boots. Marilyn stands up, pausing for a moment to think, she pulls her skirt up just enough to grasp her thon panties, still not letting us see her honey pot. She wiggles her thon the rest of the way down to the floor. She steps out of them and bends over picks them up and puts them in her bag, as she takes her hand out of the bag she produces a large life-like dildo, which she turns on and with a big smile, she turns it off and puts in back in the bag. She looks at herself in the mirror, smiles, and blows the mirrored image a kiss, and heads out the ladies room door to the parking lot, where she arrives at her car.Its a Jaguar convertible with a bench seat. She unlocks the trunk and puts the brief case in, then closes it. She pushes the button on her key ring to unlock the car doors and she goes to both sides to release the convertible top mechanism, before getting in the car Marilyn adjust her skirt so the slit is in between her legs and she pulls it up quite a bit, making it into a mini skirt. Marilyn gets in, puts down the top down and head for the expressway for her ride home. When she gets on the expressway, she heads for the center lane, her favorite for teasing the truckers. Marilyn cranks up the radio, undoes her jacket, thereby exposing her large round breasts. Her nipples are still hidden, but you can bet on them being very erect and her pussy is already getting wet in anticipation of coming up on the first trucker. Marilyn sets the cruise control as she pulls alongside of this trucker’s window. As the looks down into the car beside him, he can’t believe his eyes. Marilyn hoping she has his or her attention as she pulls her jacket aside, revealing her rock hard nipples. Marilyn starts caressing her breast and tweaking her nipples, and with the cruise control on she is able to spreads her legs far apart, giving this trucker a great view of Marilyn’s strawberry blonde, slightly moistened bush. I’m sure by now this trucker has a throbbing hard on, as Marilyn runs her hand from her knee to her wet pussy, slides a finger inside herself, pulls it out ad sticks it in her mouth as she pulls away. She gets a long toot from the trucker’s horn, as a thank you.Marilyn waves as she speeds away to catch up with a small convoy of trucks ahead. As she approaches the trucks, she knows they know she is coming, because her first trucker friend told them via the CB radio. Marilyn has an orgasm as she sees the trucker looking in his rear view mirror, in anticipation of her arrival. Marilyn resets the cruise control and starts rubbing her clit as the trucker have slowed so they are side by side. She gives him and the rest of this convoy each a great little show. By the time she is to the third truck in this convoy, she has turned to the right, putting her right foot up on the seat and she is finger fucking herself, while she watches the truckers face in the rig in front of her in his anticipation of her arrival. This makes Marilyn pussy squirt her juices, for this is a big turn on to her, being watched and being watched in anticipation of impending arrival.Marilyn pussy is very wet now from orgasm he pulls alongside of the last trucker in this convoy, she has her dildo turn on and is rubbing its tip up and down her pussy lips and gives her clit special action. It doesn’t take long before she is sliding the life-like dildo in and out of her wet, glistening in the sun pussy. After getting it all wet with her juices, she takes it out, admires at how it also glistens in the sunlight from her juices, and proceeds to licking her pussy juices from the dildo, as if it were an ice cream cone she had been craving that whole hot summer day long. As a finally she slides it in and out of her mouth as deep as she can, as she pulls away from the convoy, just in time to catch her exit two miles ahead.As she exits the truckers that pass by toot their horns and she waves to them, knowing she made their day. She knows that they are all on the CB talking about what they saw and that she will be the topic of many a story at the truck-stop dinner for a long time to come. Another ten minutes or so and shell be home. As she was exiting and going up the ramp, she pulled her jacket closed to cover herself. In no time at all she’s pulling into the garage, she gets out of her convertible and heads into the house. Hearing the garage door, her husband has a glass of wine awaiting her. They greet with a kiss and he gives Marilyn the glass of wine. Joe her husband asked if she was doing some“stress management”on the way home, to which she replied’yes’s’with a big smile. Joe asked if she were ready o go out for some dinner, to which she quickly answered,‘yes, I’m famished’. As they turned to leave, Joe remarked that she might want to change first, as she has a big wet spot on the back of her skirt from her many wet orgasms. She looks in the mirror and says‘SHIT!’as she heads upstairs with her glass of wine to change. She sips on her wine as she looks for an outfit, finding one she slips out of her jacket and skirt, giving us all a great view of her naked body for the first time and what a body it is. She lets down her long beautiful strawberry blonde curly hair, which is enough to make you cum in your pants or panties. Marilyn pulls from her closet a white blouse and a plaid pleated skirt, which has three inch suspenders connected to it. Marilyn puts on her out fit and heads back downstairs, where she refills her glass of wine.Marilyn calls out for Joe, who had gone down to the family room for something, he replies hell be up in a minute. Marilyn decides to have a little fun with Joe, so she gets up on the dining room table on her knees, she bends over flipping her skirt out of the way and starts rubbing on her swollen clit. As she hears Joe approaching she takes the glass of white wine and pours it down over her ass, and goes back to rubbing her clit. Joe waste no time in waiting, he takes his tongue and licks all around on Marilyn’s pussy lips occasionally darting his tongue in and out of her very wet pussy, which makes Marilyn moan with pleasure. Joe slowly moves from her pussy to spreading her cheeks and giving her a dream job. Marilyn begins to finger-fuck herself, as see moans‘yes’s’!! With even more pleasure, Marilyn reaches back and spreads her beautiful ass cheeks, as Joe begins to tongue fuck her ass. She is saying‘yes’s, yes’s, yessssss’!! With pleasure. Marilyn now begs Joe to give her a good ass fucking as he continues to tongue fuck her ass, as she begs louder and louder to‘please put your cock in my ass and give me a good body slapping ass fucking’, soon Joe gives in, as he helps her down off the table. Marilyn helps him out of his clothes and then grabbing him by the hand leads him to the sofa, where she bends over putting her hands on the back of the sofa. This puts that beautiful ass up in the air. Joe flips her skirt up onto her back and begins to rub on her pussy and clit, then he slides two fingers into her very, very wet pussy only to take them out and sticking them in his mouth, Joe tells Marilyn how good her pussy taster as he beings to finger-fuck her, Marilyn moans with pleasure. Joe removes his now wet fingers and rubs her juices onto her ass as a lube. Marilyn says‘Yes’s put that hard cock in my ass and give me a good fucking’. Joe slowly slides his large cock into her wanting has until there body’s touch, as she says‘aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh, yesssssssssssssssssss’!’fuck my ass, fuck it good’!!!!. Joe begins to slowly fuck Marilyn’s ass, as she moans more and more. Joe takes his time picking up the pace, until they are in fact slapping body against body. Marilyn is now yelling‘fuck my ass, fuck it real good’with a purr,‘yesssssssssss fuck it yesssssss fuck it good and hard, yesssssss fuck my ass, fuck my ass oooooh baby, yesssssssssssss’!!!!!!!! This whole time Marilyn has been feverishly rubbing her clit. Joe pulls out his cock and shoots his load onto Marilyn’s ass crack, as she cams herself. Marilyn says‘fuck yes’!!!! as she begins to rub Joes cum all over her ass, she has said in the past that she loves the feeling of dried cum on her as a reminder of what they had done. Marilyn turns and they embrace in a long kiss.Getting dressed, Joe tells Marilyn how much he loves the outfit she had picked; because of the way the skirt hits the back of your thighs when you walk. Marilyn as she is walking away says,‘I know you do, that’s why I picked it out’. Marilyn stops dead in her tracks, spreads her legs apart, then pulls her skirt up, arches her back and slides a finger in here dripping wet pussy,‘and when we get back home you can fuck me anyway you wish honey but I do love that hard throbbing cock in my ass’, as she takes her finger out. She walks back towards Joe and runs her pussy juice covered finger across his lips. They embrace in another passionate kiss, and then they head out the door, getting into Marilyn’s car to go to dinner.As they are heading down the expressway ramp, Joe asks if she’s is up to some more‘stress management’. With a big smile she says‘yes, of course I am’. She turns sideways in the seat, and Joe puts his arm over her right shoulder and starts rubbing her clit and she purrs with pleasure. It doesn’t take long before they’re alongside a trucker; Marilyn puts one leg on top of the seat, and the other on the dashboard, allowing this trucker quite a nice view of her glistening wet pussy. Marilyn begs Joe to finger-fuck her pussy, which he does without hesitation. In no time at all Marilyn’s Pussy is squirting all over the place as Joe finger-fucks her pussy to a pace of his palm is slapping against her clit, making her pussy to squirt even more, giving this trucker the show of a lifetime. They pull away and get a long toot from his horn, and I’m sure quite the hard-on. Marilyn as she is turning around and is undoing Joe pants tells him how badly she wants to suck his cock. She releases his large throbbing cock from its confines and gets on her knees and starts sucking up and down on his throbbing cock, taking it from tip to base down her throat. Marilyn hears the sound of a rig that they are coming up on, so she reaches back and flips her skirt up over her back, allowing a great view of her beautiful ass up in the air for her trucker friend to see, as she is still feverishly sucking on Joes cock. She could tell by the roar of the semi they were getting closer to the driver’s window.Marilyn spreads her legs as far as the seat would allow and starts rubbing her clit. It must have been quite a sight seeing Marilyn’s ass and pussy glistening in the sunlight. Joe set the cruise control and he reached over across Marilyn’s back and started playing with her ass, he could tell that when he did this she had begun to rub her clit harder and faster, so he slide his middle finger in Marilyn’s ass. Marilyn stops sucking on Joes cock just long enough to scream‘yessssssss!! Finger-fuck my ass’!!!! Joe began finger-fucking her ass to the point his hand was slapping against her body. The excitement had gotten to the both of them, as Marilyn’s pussy began squirting all over and Joe shot his hot load down Marilyn’s throat. They pull away, giving this trucker more than a show of a lifetime, as he toots his horn several times.