However, last week my boyfriend spent the week halfway across the country because of work. It left me with some lonely, horny nights. The first night, I fell to sleep after satisfying myself with my favorite vibrator and thoughts of my wilder days. The second night, I remembered a recent visit my boyfriend paid to my office.

On a recent Friday, most the senior staff headed off to a trade show. Those not senior staff, took the day off. Still being one of the most junior members of staff they left me to man the office for the day.

Unfortunately the company, a B2B publisher is falling into a downward spiral (reason #5,334 why I’m working towards a dream of writing erotica full time), which left me with little to do most of the day. The phone doesn’t ring much, nor are there many visitors besides one pushy bill collector when a company is dying.

Besides the bill collector and the mailman, my only other visitor, my boyfriend stopped in around four. I was making a boat payment to my car mechanic and wouldn’t get my car back until Monday so Drew offered to give me a ride home.

I greeted him with a kiss in the middle of the lobby, most days gossiping coworkers would’ve made me shy to do that because it was one of those kisses that wakes up the whole body. We wrapped our arms around each other, pressed our bodies together and became lost in the battle between our lips.

I grinned as the kiss ended. “I can’t leave yet, but would you like the tour of my humble abode?”

“Sure.”

I walked him around the office. Not much to see really, a large open area where the ten or so writers and sales staff work, the break room and the offices for the senior staff.

“Do those cameras work?” Drew asked at the conclusion of the tour. He did so without looking directly at camera attached to the celing.

“Um, I don’t think so anymore. They stopped paying that bill. Why?” It seemed like an odd question coming from Drew, one of the most honest, law abiding boyfriends I’ve ever come across.

“I want to fuck you on your desk.”

“What?” I had to smile. I thought he was joking.

“I’m serious.”

“No you’re not.”

He walked forward like he was serious.

He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. Not just a kiss that woke me up, but the kind of kiss that turned me into a hot mess. He pushed me up against my desk and as our lips wrestled, he pushed his body against me, his growing hardness against my waist.

“I’m not one hundred percent sure that the cameras don’t work.”

“Are you willing to take that risk?” He slid his fingers across my waist, just brushing across the right points to send my lust and desire into overdrive.

“Yes,” I pushed him back. “But hold on one second.” As quick as I could go without running, I went to the front of the office and locked the door. On my way back to my desk I said a silent prayer, praying that the cameras really were no longer functional.

“We have to make this quick though,” I said. “None of your marathon sessions.”

“Fair enough.”

As we kissed again, he undid the buttons on my purple blouse. I repeated the silent prayer again.

His lips danced down my neck, turning me on more and more. His lips traveled down my cleavage and he freed my breasts from the cups of my black satin bra. His tongue ran circles around my nipple, teasing me the way I love. He nibbled on my nipples, forcing a long, deep moan of pleasure out of my throat.

“Goddamn, the things you do to me.”

“You like it.”

“Fuck yeah I do. What got into you?”

“Are you complaining?”

“Not at all.”

I couldn’t resist sliding my hands below his belt, feeling the growing bulge in his pants. I’ll admit, that on some of the late nights that I worked, when it was just a skeleton staff, I did fantasize about something steamy like this, but I never thought it would happen. When we first started dating, I had to convince him to that my fetish for risky sex in public wasn’t such a bad thing. Not that it took too much convincing. But still, beyond a few backseat encounters in public parking lots and a certain satisfying encounter outdoors last summer our sex life outside of our apartments was nearly non-existent. I didn’t expect this.

He undid my pants and slid them down to my ankles. I stepped out of my heels, then my pants. I had never felt so naked with so much clothes on. The air blown from the fan above my desk felt cold, causing me to wear sweaters most of the winter months, but I knew he would be warming me up soon.

I undid his belt and he took over. He unhooked his pants, then pulled down his zipper. His cock peeked out his boxers, his thick, powerful cock that I couldn’t get enough of.

I rubbed myself for his viewing pleasure, feeling the warm dampness of my lace panties between my legs. He has that kind of effect on me.

He moved closer again and lifted me off of me feet and on to my desk. He then proceeded to kiss his way up from my knee and along my sensitive inner thigh. I had to catch my breath before I could speak. “I said quickie.”

He didn’t look up at me. Instead, he pulled the thin fabric of my underwear out of the way and dipped two fingers into my wetness.

I let out another moan as he slid his fingers deep into me. “Just be quick,” I said in between moans.

He looked up at me and smiled. He slid his tongue between my legs, between my wet lips and across my delicate clit. Suddenly, I didn’t care how long it took him.

A mix of his tongue and fingers sent pleasure through my whole body. I fell back on to my desk as the pleasure grew, sending pens flying, wrinkling papers and knocking my monitor to it’s side.

Once we determined that we hadn’t broken it, he picked up where he left off and didn’t stop until my moans turned into screams. I had to bite my lip, otherwise I feared that I would alert the employees in the company on the other side of the building about my activities.

My orgasm took me over and sent pleasure through my whole body like an explosion. It made my whole body stiff, then shake. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of pure bliss.

When I opened them, I remembered this wasn’t our bedroom. This was my office. “How about we finish this back at my place?”

“You’re really going to be that way?”

I didn’t know what to say. Suddenly, it didn’t feel like fun. It felt like a dangerous risk.

“I’ll be quick.” He pulled my hips to the edge of the desk and my lips against the tip of his cock. Just the touch of his swollen head against my hypersensitive clit made my inner lust take over my brain.

He pushed his hardness into me, filling me. Filling me with pleasure.

I have to give it to him. He didn’t start of slow. He didn’t take his time. Once we found the right angles and positions, he turned up the power and thrust hard into me. He fucked me exactly the way I wanted. Exactly the way I needed.

He fucked me from behind with me bent over my desk. He fucked me so hard that I feared my desk my get knocked over. I had to hold on to the edges to keep from flying over it.

Ahead of me was my boss’ office. I wondered how many rules I was breaking. I wondered if I would ever be able to sit at my desk again without thinking about this encounter.

“Baby, please come. Stop holding back. I can’t afford to get caught here.”

He slowed down and I thought he was trying to keep from crossing to the point of no return. I was wrong. He was just getting started.

He pulled his cock out of me and I knew exactly what he was doing. He didn’t have to say a word. He slid it between my ass cheeks, sending an erotic shiver up my spine.

I felt him against my asshole. His swollen head pushed against my asshole and he pushed into me. I no longer carried lube in my purse, but you can bet that I started carrying it after that afternoon…just in case.

It hurt, that kind of pain that makes me want to never have anal sex again. The kind of pain like I’m being ripped apart. However, as his cock slid deeper into my ass, that pain mixed with my favorite kind of pleasure.

I couldn’t believe that I wasn’t just having sex on my desk, I was getting fucked in the ass in the middle of the office.

He held my hips tight and pounded me ass, sending me into another world of pleasure.

This time he didn’t slow down until he crossed that line. He pulled out of me and shot his load on to my back. Exactly what the cum slut in me wanted.

Maybe, I do have a thing or two to write about.

Stay tuned.

XOXO Amy

“She’s not my type,” Drew grinned like a rooster caught in the hen house.

“Of course she is,” I grinned back, telling him I wasn’t bothered by another female giving my boyfriend attention, “she’s every guys type.”

“Honestly, she’s a little bit too thin.”

“Anytime you start out a sentence with honestly, I know you’re lying.”

“Seriously,” he lowered his voice so that the tables on either side of us couldn’t hear us, “I’d much rather have a girl with a figure.” His confident words, the way he softly, calmly said them, made my core temperature increase by a degree or two.

 XXX

What were you talking about?” I asked as I sat back down at the table. When I came out of the bathroom, I saw our waitress bending over him, looking at his crotch.

“She liked my watch.” I looked at the bulky metal watch on his wrist, the face shinned even in the dim lights of the restaurant.

“Really,” I said sarcastically.

“You look sexy tonight,” he said from across the table as we waited for the waitress to bring us the check.

“Thank you,” I smiled back.

I smiled again when I heard my phone beep telling me that I had a next text message. I knew at this time of night, it wasn’t work and most likely it wasn’t any of my girlfriends. I slid my phone out of my purse and peeked at the message. “I can’t wait until I get you back to the bedroom and can rip off that dress.”

I grinned as I typed. “I don’t know if I can wait that long.”

His phone beeped and he flipped it over to the look at the screen. He grinned at the message, but before he could respond the skinny blond came back.

“Is there anything else I can get you tonight?” now it was her turn to smile as she put the black plastic check holder down in front of Drew.

“I think we’re good,” Drew said without looking at her directly.

Her smile disappeared as she spun around, glanced at me, then headed to another table.

“I can see if I can get her number for you.” The soft fabric of my panties clung to me. Although she wasn’t my type, I imagined her and I naked in my bedroom, spread out on my plush white sheets, waiting for Drew to come ravage us.

“I think I’m good.”

“If you change your mind, let me know. I’ll be glad to go get it for you.”

She came back a few minutes later to pick up Drew’s credit card, she didn’t say anything other than with her eyes which she kept locked on Drew. In the past I would’ve been intimidated by her. She was good looking, but I knew Drew would be coming back to my place tonight and that I would be the one satisfying him.

 XXX

I tugged his hand, but he didn’t follow me. “Where are you going?”

“I told you. I couldn’t wait,” I said as I pushed open the door that led into alleyway

He reluctantly followed me, looking all around to make sure no one was watching.

I leaned back against the wall, pushed my chest out, not by accident. He looked me up and down and my breathing became heavy just from the way he looked at me.

“You don’t think anyone will see us?” he said as he looked towards the street.

“I don’t care.” I ran two fingers down my neck, along the low cut neckline of my dress and across my cleavage.

“I think it’s probably better if we go home.”

“Probably,” I said as I slid down the wall. I had listened to him say that before. Sex with him was always satisfying, but always in the bedroom. I needed adventure. I needed to feel my heart pounding because any second someone could catch us in the act.

“What are you doing?”

“If you have to ask that, you don’t know me too well yet.” I crouched down in front him, admiring the quickly growing bulge in his black dress pants.

He looked down at me, then back towards the gate. Knowing him, he was doing the math. How much could someone see through the broken door that half covered the entrance to our hideaway.

Our alleyway was off a side street, chances that anyone would come down the street at 9 pm was slim, chances that anyone would look into the dark alley and see us, was even less likely. Plus, we were hidden in the dark shadow behind the door. I spotted the place as we walked to the restaurant earlier. Never did I think that after dinner we would be hiding away in it. No, Drew was too conservative to have sex in public. I called it paranoid or worse. He called it playing it safe. Even a blowjob in his car, with dark tinted windows was too risky for him. It was like he had ambitions to become a politician some day and didn’t want anything hidden in his closet. Every other way he satisfied me, but I don’t think he understood how much the outdoors, in public turned me on.

I pulled him closer by his belt, then looked up at him. I licked my lips. He didn’t try to stop me from undoing that belt, the button on his pants or pulling down his zipper. I pulled his pants out of the way, his black boxer briefs showed off the outline of his very hard cock.

“I don’t know if this is such a good idea.” He was strong, calm guy, but hear his voice sounded weak and nervous.

“Shh, someone may hear you.” I pulled down his briefs, just far enough to release his cock. His long, thick cock. My panties didn’t just cling to me anymore. They were soaking wet.

I leaned forward and kissed my way up and down his manhood.

“Just hurry.”

“Have you ever known me to hurry?”

“This time, you shoul.” He never finished the word. I opened up my mouth and slid my lips down his shaft, interrupting him.

At this point in our relationship, I had given him dozens and dozens of blowjobs, but this one was different. This wasn’t in the safety of my apartment or his condo. This one while not in the open, someone could find us and my heart was pounded. I was nervous. I had lost some of my edge too. I ran my lips rapidly up and down his shaft, sloppily, but he didn’t mind.

He stood their, motionless at first. But as my mouth worshiped his cock, he started to move in rhythm with my mouth. He became part of the action, he gave into his lust. First he almost innocently groped me, then he slid his hands into my dress and caressed my breasts with his strong, powerful hands. He squeezed them until I let out a moan of pleasure and pain.

“I don’t think the waitress would’ve gone down on you in some alley.” I said as I caught my breath.

“Probably not. I’m definitely a very lucky guy.”

“Yes, you are.” I said then ran my tongue up and down the underside of his shaft. “If you ever want to bring another girl home one of these nights, it would be hard for me to share you, but I think that would be fun.”

“Really?”

I answered by attaching my mouth back to his cock. I increased my pace until I couldn’t go any faster. His hands running through my hair. I spent too long getting my hair perfect for tonight’s date, but now I wanted him to make a mess of it. He took control, holding the back of my head with his hand. He controlled the pace, how far down I went on his cock and he pushed me to my limits.

However, when he started to show signs that he was getting close, I pushed his hands off of me. He looked down at me, his mouth open, not sure what to say.

I stood up. “I need to be fucked.”

He stopped thinking about the chances of us getting caught. He pushed me against the wall and attacked me with his hands, then his mouth. He almost violently turned me around and pushed me against the hard concrete wall. This was the way he was in the privacy of our bedroom, full of raw lust and now I was finally seeing it outside.

He slid his hands into my dress, on to the soft, sensitive skin off my inner thighs. I was already breathing hard, but his touch made my breathing even heavier and I started to sweat. As he kissed the back of my neck, his hand reached around and slid between my legs. I let out a moan as he teased me with his fingers and excitement filled my body.

Delicately he slid off my panties, leaving me feeling naked and exposed, even with my dress on. I couldn’t wait to feel him inside of me again, but before that happened we heard a couple talking, heading our way on the sidewalk on the other side of the gate.

He pushed me against the wall again, holding me against it with his entire body, attempting to hide us in the shadows. His rock hard cock pressed against my ass and even with the other couple a few feet away from us, I couldn’t resist dancing against his hardness.

He remained still until they passed us and I worried that they brought Drew back to reality. However, he quickly showed me that he was lost in lust just as much as I was. He pulled my hips away from the wall, leaving my hands against it so that I was partially bent over in front of him. He had fucked me like this before, in the bathroom over my sink, but this was very different.

“Take me.”

“I’ll bet you didn’t think I would go this far?” He slid my dress up around my hips and exposed my bare lower half to the warm, humid night air.

“I didn’t.”

“Do you still think I’m boring?”

“I never thought you were boring.”

“I think you did.” He ended the conversation when he pushed himself into my wetness. He filled me with his thickness, opening me up to take him.

Most nights in the bedroom, he started out slow and gentle. There was no slow and gentle tonight. He buried himself deep inside of me and started to rapid fire attack my cunt with his thrusting. It took everything I had to not let out a loud moan that was building inside of me. I had to fight to stay standing up, his thrusts were that strong. I couldn’t believe this was the same Drew.

“Would you let me fuck another woman?”

“Yeah.” I moaned.

“Would you let me fuck her in the ass too?” He sounded so dirty, inside or outside of the bedroom, he had never talked like this before.

“Anything you wanted with her. “

He pulled himself out of me and I knew what he planned to do next. He pushed his cock between my ass cheeks and aimed it at my asshole. I used to carry a small, travel size bottle of lube around with me, but with Drew I didn’t think I would need it. He was proving me very wrong.

I leaned further over so that I was bent down in front of him, my ass perfectly located for him. He pushed his cock forward and my asshole resisted, but he didn’t give up. Gently, he kept pushing. He was careful, but it still hurt. However, it was the kind of pain that mixed with pleasure as he pushed his swollen head, then thick shaft into my tight ass. I bit my lip so that I wouldn’t scream out.

He pushed his cock completely into my ass, then slowly pulled it back to repeat the process. I could feel every inch, every centimeter sliding in and out of my ass. It hurt, but felt amazing.

He increased his pace as I became accustomed to his cock. The pain was replaced by a mind blowing pleasure, a taboo pleasure that can only be felt during anal. I felt who knows how many times now, but each time felt special, unique and I worried that I would never feel it again.

One hand of his held my hip, the other found my clit and massaged it. Less than a minute later, I couldn’t hold back my moans anymore. They came from deep inside of me and had to be released. I didn’t care who might hear me. The waves of excitement filled my body, then exploded.

His thrusts became more rapid, his grip on me tighter. I knew what was coming and pushed my body against him.

He thrust deep into me and held my hips painfully tight. His cock exploded and his cum flowed into me.

We didn’t stand around there enjoying it. After he had deposited his load of cum into me, he pulled out and we quickly got dressed again.

We walked out of the alley with smiles on our faces. Another couple was walking down the sidewalk the other direction and saw us leave the alleyway. She looked at me as we walked by, she knew what we had just done there.

“Do you still think I’m boring?” Drew asked a few minutes later when we were in his car.

“I really never thought you were boring. I just like having sex out in public or outdoors. Something about it, probably the risk, really turns me on.”

“It’s just that high school I got caught in the backseat of my car with my girlfriend.”

“No, shit.”

“Yeah, the cop didn’t find it amusing. Brought us home to our parents and made us explain what we were doing.”

“Well, I’ll just have to make sure we never get caught.”

“And were you serious about the threesome part?”

I grinned, then he started the car and pulled away from the parking spot.

I normally would’ve gotten away with wearing jeans and some sweater to this bar, but tonight I dressed up in a very low cut and very tight yellow mini-dress that hugged my curves and left very little of my figure to ones imagination.

I hadn’t been this horny since college. I woke up soaking wet. I couldn’t go to sleep until I satisfied myself in one way or another. I spent a lot of time in between think about sex.

My excuse for going out was Nicole’s birthday. She looked great with her new boyfriend, which made me feel even more lonely and then horny. I imagined her in bed with him, her legs spread wide open. Instead of me going down on her like I did so many times when we dated, his hard cock pounded her cunt and filled her with cum every night. He was good looking, knew how to dress and if he wasn’t dating my best friend, I would’ve spread my legs for him too.

“You look great.” She smiled after we hugged and kissed on the cheek.”

“Thanks.” I put on a fake smile. “Happy Birthday!”

“Thanks, how are you doing?”

Before I could answer, her boyfriend pulled her away and gave her a shot. I knew from experience how horny she got from even just a little bit of alcohol, her boyfriend was going to have a good night.

Instead of watching the two of them, I watched the dance floor and looked for my own good looking man to satisfy my lust. I stood on the edge of the hot, steamy dance floor, not in the mood to dance unless I got swept of my feet by a hot stud. I caught a few guys checking me out, but none that swept me off my feet. There were several good looking guys, but none that made me want to dance.

I did my best to avoid Nicole, hiding in our group of friends most of the night. I knew I wouldn’t find a guy that way, the three guys in our group were all taken, but I couldn’t force myself to leave Nicole and the rest of our group behind to go man hunting.

After an hour, I started debating heading home and letting a combination of my favorite dildo and well used vibrator take care of my needs. If I stayed much longer, I would keep on drinking to the point where I would have to pay for an expensive cab ride home.

Then I felt a hand squeeze my ass cheek. I expected to turn around and see a drunk frat boy, but instead Nicole stood behind me grinning.

“Hey.” I smiled, a genuine, real smile.

“Everything okay?”

My smile disappeared. “Yeah, just been a long week between the two jobs. I’m looking forward to catching up on some sleep.”

“Sleep?” She leaned closer so that only I could hear what she said next. “I was hoping you might want to join me and Kyle tonight.”

Between my legs, the soft nylon fabric of my thong went from dry to soaked in a split second. The smile returned to my face.

“I thought you might like that idea.”

I loved the idea. I was ready to start right then. However, we had to wait. Since it was her birthday party, we couldn’t just leave. It was like pure torture, the worse when she dragged me on to the dance floor.

At first, we just had fun dancing to the electronic music. It was then that a guy came up behind me and started to dance with me. I looked back and grinned. He was my type, tall, dark and handsome but he found me too late.

Nicole pushed him back and pulled me closer. Our bodies rubbed together as we moved to the beat, just the thin fabric of our dresses keeping us apart. We partook in some extremely dirty dancing, our bodies grinding together to the point where guys watched us. They would be thinking about us when they were all alone at home that night and that turned me on even more.

“I want to take you to the bathroom or the parking lot. I don’t know how much longer I can control myself.”

“Let’s find Kyle and get out of here.”

“What about everyone else?”

“Who cares?”

“You know if I leave with you, people are going to start talking again.” They probably already would after the way we danced.

“I don’t care.” She grabbed my hand and interlaced our fingers. She pulled me off of the dance floor and through the crowd.

She found Kyle and whispered something into his ear. He turned around and looked at me, then a large grin appeared on his face.

We barely said good-bye to any of our friends, just like we barely made an excuse as to where we were going. Nicole told everyone my car had gotten towed and we needed to go to the impound lot. I don’t think anyone believed it, but neither her nor I cared.

A feeling of torture returned as we separated. Nicole rode in Kyle’s car, a reminder that we were just friends with benefits now. I followed behind them to Kyle’s apartment.

His apartment had a beautiful view of the bay, but I was more concerned with the view of Nicole in her purple dress. We didn’t make it to the bedroom. We barely made it to the living room, before she wrapped her arms around me and we started to kiss. It was the kind of kiss that if my panties weren’t already soaking wet, they would be now. It made my heart beat faster and the room feel hot.

“Join us.” Nicole said to Kyle, her voice full of lust. He looked happy just watching us, but a large bulge forming in his pants said that he wanted to do more than just watch.

He joined us and I watched as the two of them kissed. I was jealous, I wanted a boyfriend that kissed me the way he did. I was jealous until she turned his head towards me.

Did she want me to kiss him? She didn’t say anything, but I couldn’t resist leaning in and kissing him. Her lips were soft and tasted like strawberry shortcake. His lips were strong and powerful.

I got lost in his kiss to the point that I didn’t even realize that Nicole dropped to her knees between Kyle and I. As I kissed Kyle, she worked to get his pants off. Seconds later, his hard cock pointed out, his boxers and jeans around his ankles.

This was the horny Nicole that I missed. She had his long, red cock in her mouth and her head bobbing up and down in front of him. This wasn’t exactly how my fantasy went, I imagined just Nicole and I rolling around naked on the bed. This reality was even better.

As we made out, Kyle’s hands explored my body. He paid special attention to my ass and even more to my tits. It felt weird to have someone else’s boyfriend with their hands all over me, groping and fondling me, but I didn’t just enjoy it. I loved it.

He pulled my tits out of the top of my dress, he sucked on my pink nipples as Nicole sucked his cock. I wondered if this was something they had planned together or if this was something she had planned all by herself like a special birthday present to herself.

I wanted to taste his cock too and it wasn’t long before I joined Nicole. She pulled her lips off of his cock as I got down on my knees. She smiled, then I took over. I didn’t tease, I went straight to work. I opened up my mouth and slid my red lips on to his swollen head. I slid them further down until his cock filled my mouth.

He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his toned stomach and powerful chest muscles. Nicole was so lucky to get to see this anytime she wanted.

Nicole and I took turns working on his cock, racing her lips up and down his long shaft. I went more slow and deliberate, her lips raced up and down his cock like she was on the verge of going out of control.

At first we did whatever we wanted, but soon he took over directing us. He made sure that whoever wasn’t busy sucking his cock was giving his balls attention.

Then he kicked it up a notch. He grabbed the back of Nicole’s head and forced his cock deep into her mouth until she deep throated him. She performed like a pro, I didn’t think she would be able to handle it.

When it was my turn, he did the same to me. He filled my throat with his cock, making me gag but I didn’t give up. I wasn’t about to be upstaged by Nicole.

That wasn’t enough for Kyle. Next he fucked Nicole’s mouth with his cock. Her face turned red, she coughed, but she didn’t stop. He repeated the process with my mouth. I wondered if they acted like this every night or just when company came over.

Nicole got a hold of his cock one more time, but this time she didn’t let me get it back right away. She kept letting him fuck her mouth until he pushed it so far into her throat that I thought she might choke. His body went stiff and he let out a grunt. Inches away from my mouth, he filled hers with cum.

I was jealous. I wanted to feel his cum shooting into my mouth. I wanted to taste his cum. When his orgasm ended, she turned to me and we kissed. I tasted his salty, sour sperm from her mouth, but it was just a tease.

Nicole lead us into the bedroom, where Nicole and I kissed again on Kyle’s bed. The kiss turned into making out, our lips locked together, our mouths showing our lust for each other. Our bodies rolled around on the bed, our hands explored each other, familiar ground for each of us, that brought back steamy memories of nights that I would never forget.

We knew what each other wanted. We didn’t beat around the bush. It wasn’t long before her hand slid between my legs and into the warm, wet area underneath my thong. Her finger tips slid by my clit, into my wetness and I moaned.

I copied her, sliding my hand into her dress. I grinned when I discovered her lack of underwear, not even a tiny g-string to stop my fingers from pleasuring her pussy. Her dress wasn’t as short and slutty as mine, but it wasn’t long enough to cover her if she bent over. This wasn’t the shy, conservative Nicole that I met a year ago after she broke up with her fiance.

She wasn’t content to just finger fuck my cunt. Soon, I ended up on my back, her taking my white with black lace thong off. She pushed my legs apart and positioned herself between them.

She teased me like she used to do every night when we dated. She kissed every inch of skin near my hungry pussy except my cunt. I wasn’t just going to lay around getting tortured this time, I found my clit with two fingers and started to rub it furiously like I only had thirty seconds to get off.

She didn’t like that. She pulled hand away from my pussy and held it back. Then she used her fingers to take over for what I started with mine. She knew exactly how to make me moan, she started with just her fingers, but soon her mouth joined in to pleasure me.

I forgot that Kyle was still here until I saw him position himself behind Nicole. She was bent over in the perfect doggy style position and he took full advantage of it. He pushed her dress up around her hips, then took aim at her exposed cunt with his rock hard cock.

She moaned as he pushed his cock into her. I was jealous, besides my dildo, I hadn’t felt a real cock inside of me since before Nicole and I started fooling around. Nicole made me moan louder and louder with her mouth, but I prayed that I would get a turn with Kyle’s cock before he came.

His thrusts came hard and quick, but she didn’t let his attack stop her from her job between my legs. She kept her face buried between my legs, refusing to move until she got what she wanted. Luckily, what she wanted was for me to orgasm.

With all of the sex and sexuality in the room, it didn’t take me long. My orgasm started with a cry of pleasure as my body went stiff and excitement took over my body. It was more powerful than any of the orgasms I’d had with my vibrator since Nicole and I decided to be just friends. It took my breath away and when I opened my eyes, everything seemed to be glowing.

“My turn to go down on you.” I grinned.

“I think it’s your turn to get fucked by his cock.” Her grin bigger.

I wasn’t about to argue. She moved out of the way, then I positioned myself in front of Kyle the exact same way she received his cock a few minutes earlier. I pulled my dress up to around my hips, my pink cunt and even my asshole ready for him.

His strong hands grabbed my hips and moved me into the position that he wanted, then I felt his strong, powerful cock push into my soaking wet pussy.

Instantly, another orgasm filled me. His cock inside of me set of a chain reaction, flooding me with pleasure, making me scream.

He kept going, fucking me as my orgasm came and went. His thrusts short, but furious at first. It took everything I had to stay in position until I completely recovered from my orgasm.

I felt two sets of hands on me. Kyle’s hands caressed my hips then my ass as we fucked. Nicole pulled my dress up above my tits, then used my large breasts as her play toy as we kissed.

At first, she lay next to me. However, soon she positioned herself in front of me. She positioned her pussy right in front of my mouth.

I wanted to tease her the way she teased me, but it felt like it would be more torture to me. I wanted to taste her again and dipped my tongue between her swollen lips. Her cunt was soaking wet, sweet like I remembered it tasting.

As Kyle pounded me from behind, I licked her pussy and massaged her clit with my palm the way I knew she liked from past experience. She let me know she liked it, moaning loudly.

I quickly brought her to the edge of her orgasm and kept going until her cries of pleasure filled the room. She chanted my name as her orgasm filled her, making me very proud of my work.

After her orgasm faded away, we took turns being on the receiving end of his cock. He fucked us from every angle, from multiple positions.

I became jealous of how long he lasted. I imagined that they had a lot of late nights of fucking. I became jealous of her even more when his cock found her asshole. I could just watch as she took out a bottle of lubrication out of her purse, the same brand that I loved and he used it to lubricate her asshole.

His cock disappeared into her ass and I wondered if this was something new for her or something she had done often. She took it like an experienced slut, but she never told me about her anal adventures. As far as I knew, until now it was only me that like it in the ass.

He pounded her ass from behind, a loud slapping sound of skin impacting with flesh every time he thrust into her. All I could do was watch and finger my cunt, hoping for my turn. The longer he went, the more sure I became that I wouldn’t get another turn.

Her fucked her ass doggy style. He fucked her ass in the missionary position. He even fucked her ass sideways. She was no anal virgin, I didn’t even know if I could take an anal pounding like that. I brought myself to another orgasm just watching.

I had given up on another turn with his cock when he motioned for me to come closer with his fingers. I quickly got on to my hands and knees in front of him. He pulled out of her ass and put his cock into mine.

His thickness stretched my asshole, but he had enough lube on his cock where it slid in easily into my ass. I bit my lip as he started to fuck my ass, I didn’t want to be anywhere else in the world. I received his hard cock like a very happy slut.

Nicole and I kissed as he fucked my ass. Her hands squeezing my tits to the point it hurt, the way she knew that I liked. Her hand slipped between my legs and found my clit. She rubbed it, she massaged it as he pounded my ass. I had never felt so much pleasure.

I wanted to feel him cum inside of my ass and to fill me with his sperm. However, Nicole had other ideas. When she saw that he neared his orgasm, she pulled him away from me. I didn’t like it, but it was her boyfriend.

She took him in her mouth. My mouth dropped as I watched her suck his cock, my sweet, innocent friend had done ass to mouth. Not her ass either, it was my ass.

His eyes clothes and he thrust his cock into her mouth. I could practically taste the cum and when he was done, Nicole let me taste him. She didn’t swallow him, she kept his load in her mouth and motioned for me to come closer.

We kissed, his salty, bitter, yet delicious cum sliding between our mouths. The cum slut in me was very happy now. We made out until the taste faded away and it was just us kissing. We collapsed on to the bed, still half dressed but neither of us cared. We fell asleep in each others arms.

“Why would you want to go some place private?” he grinned.

“I’m horny and I want you to fuck my brains out.” The wedding ended at two and the reception didn’t start until seven. It was way too much time in between for the guests that had nothing to do and were in from out of town. We went out for lunch, went shopping at the mall and still had free time.

“I have an idea.” He drove us away from the craziness of the mall, through the generic Florida suburbs and to an undeveloped area. He found the gravel road that he was looking for and turned down it. It led through the forest and many perfect places to dump a body. We were in the middle of nowhere,

“Did you come here often when you were living here?”

“Maybe a few times.” I imagined a younger Austin bringing his girlfriends here. I found some secluded spots in Chicago when I was growing up, but nothing like this.

As my hands explored over his clothes, he told me how they found the trail. He told me stories about the parties that were out here

He stopped mid-story when my hand found his cock. “Want me to go down on you?”

“Does any guy ever say no?”

“Nope.” I smiled, my slutty smile.

I undid his belt, opened up his pants and took his semi-hard cock out of his pants. I stroked it with one hand as we kissed.

I had given a blowjob to my boss in his car earlier in the year, but this brought back memories of many of my sexual encounters in high school where a bedroom wasn’t always an option. Of course, I was hoping that he would last a lot longer than the eighteen year old boys.

He was rock hard by the time I leaned further over and kissed the tip of his cock. I ran my tongue up and down it like I was examining his length for the first time.

I looked up at him, his face showing how eager he was for my next move. I stopped teasing and took him into my mouth. At first just his head, then I went further down his shaft.

The middle console made it a little difficult for me to work, but I did my best running my lips up and down his shaft. There was no easy way around the console, it dug into my side, but I didn’t stop. I ran my lips up and down his long hard cock, feeling his cock fill my mouth and slide through my wet lips.

He was showing signs that he was getting close, when he said, “Let’s move into the backseat.”

We got out of our front seats and met in the back seat. Before I got in, I looked around. There were no signs of any human life, just trees. I pulled off my lace thong and threw it on to my seat. I wouldn’t need it.

He drives a roomy SUV, but the backseat reminded me of many of the cramped backseats that I had been fucked in back in high school. The seat belt clasps dug into me in multiple places, there wasn’t enough room to get into a comfortable position. We kept moving around until I gave up on trying to be on the bottom. I ended up on my hands and knees, he in a position behind me. It wasn’t perfect but it would do for a quickie.

His hands pulled up my dress and I felt the cool air of the car on my bare skin. His fingers teased my lips, I couldn’t wait to have him inside of my pussy. He surprised me and I may have jumped a little bit when I felt his head against my asshole.

“I hope you don’t mind.”

I clutched the door panel and the seat back that I was using for support. “Go for it.”

He did. He carefully pushed his cock into the tight opening. It hurt so much that I tried to pull away, but I knew what was coming felt so good. The pain increased as his shaft stretched out my asshole. Slowly, he started to fuck my ass. At first, it was just gentle thrusts an inch or two inside of me. As my ass opened, he pushed further until his whole shaft was inside of my ass.

Gently he fucked my ass. Most of the pain faded away, replaced by my favorite feeling of pleasure. I had a huge smile on my face as his he fucked me harder and harder.

I expected maybe a minute or two, but he kept going and going. When I got a leg cramp, we switched positions. This time I was on my back, however to make it more comfortable, he stood on the outside of the car, leaning in.

He found my asshole again and he wasted no time picking up where he had left off. He pushed my legs back and pushed himself deep inside of me.

It was the first time in a long time that anal sex was the only type of sex. It was back when I was eighteen when I last had anal sex only fucks on a regular basis. I loved the way they felt and I knew it made me a lot more popular and or memorable with the guys.

He pounded my ass. He ended up on top of me, half in the car, my legs bent further back than they normally could handle. It felt fucking amazing. I felt like his anal slut and I loved it.

My legs started to hurt and when I mentioned it, he practically dragged me out of the car and bent me over next to it. So much for the privacy of the car, we were out in the open now. I don’t know if I’ve ever been fucked in the ass the way he fucked me. He was intense, he didn’t let me catch my breath. He held my hips tight and pushed his cock deep inside of my asshole.

I wasn’t sure if he would ever come, then his thrusting became even more intense. Three our four, wild, hard thrusts later and pushed his cock as far into my ass as it would go. His cock throbbed and exploded inside of me. His cum filled me with a warm, wetness.

I relaxed my body finally as his cock weakened. I was glad it was over because I didn’t know how much more I could take, but at the same time I wished he would’ve never stopped.

I was breathing hard, sweating and my asshole was filled with his cum. It took a few minutes to catch our breath and come back to reality. He pulled out of me and turned me around. I couldn’t look at him as just a fuck buddy anymore. He wasn’t boring or routine anymore.

We didn’t talk. We didn’t need to say anything other than smile at each other. He drove us to the reception, my legs were sore from him bending them so far back, my ass was sore from his hard fucking and I was filled with his cum. I was one happy slut.

Mr Right Now, also known as Austin works an even worse schedule. It doesn’t make for much opportunity for us to spend time together so last week I went to visit him at his day job for a lunch date. We he had a short distraction before we finally made it too lunch.

“You look hot.” he said when I walked into his office. He didn’t look to see if any of his coworkers were watching, he got up, hugged me, then kissed me. It wasn’t an I miss you kiss. It was a kiss filled with lust and it immediately woke up my body.

“I wished that you could’ve come over last night.”

“Me too. And now you have to work tonight.”

“It’s not fair.”

“I know.”

He leaned in and lowered his voice. “I want to fuck you so bad.”

My lips, instantly wet between my legs. “Let’s skip lunch.”“Sounds good to me.”

“In here?”

“Not here.”

“Where?”

“Follow me.”

I followed him into the hallway. I thought he was leading me to the stairwell for a quickie. Instead he brought me to the bathroom door.

“In there?” I frowned. Bathrooms weren’t my idea of a good place.

“Don’t worry, it’s clean. No one ever uses this one. They use the one up front.”

He pushed open the door. He looked at me to see if I would follow him. I did. It was empty and much cleaner than I expected.

I followed him into the back bathroom stall.

I shut the door behind us, my heart pounding. Half because of the risk of getting caught. I wondered if there were video cameras in the hallway, had they seen me enter the men’s bathroom with him? Half because I was soaking wet and needed him.

“I’m already hard.” The bulge in his pants was hard to miss.

“I want you inside of me.”

“Suck my cock first. Get me all nice and hard.” One of the many things that I liked about Austin was that he wasn’t afraid to talk dirty. He wasn’t afraid to go after what he wanted.

I sat down on the edge of the toilet seat, I figured it was cleaner than knelling on the floor. I licked my lips, he didn’t need any more of an invitation to come closer.

I grinned as he took out his long cock.

I licked my lips again and he stepped close enough for me to lick his swollen head. I slid his head between my lips and I forgot about everything else.

“Go faster. We can’t be in here all day.”

I took my time, slowly running my tongue around his head, slowly sliding my lips up and down his long, smooth shaft.

He had his hand on my head, but he didn’t try to force me to go faster or force his cock deeper into me. It was just letting me know he was there, appreciating my work.

I used my hands to stroke his shaft as I worked it with my mouth at first. However, soon I couldn’t control my urges. I undid my jeans, pushed them and my orange nylon/spandex panties out of the way. I slid my hand between my legs and felt my wetness, then my clit. I fingered myself as I sucked his cock. I was in heaven. I know he enjoyed the view from above.

He pulled back from me, my saliva dripping from his cock. “I want to fuck you now.”

“I’m not ready.” I was more than wet enough, but I wanted to tease him. I used two hands now. I fingered myself and at the same time rubbed my clit. His response was to start stroking his cock.

However, I couldn’t tease him for long. I needed him inside of me, just as much as he wanted to be inside of me. I took a condom out of my handbag and gave it to him.

As he put it on, I stood up and pushed my jeans and panties to my ankles, I was in too much of a rush now to take them off completely. Using my hands to support me up, I leaned forward and he took up position behind me.

There was no further foreplay. No teasing. He pushed his head against my moist opening and deep into my soft wetness. His length filled me and instantly sent waves of pleasure through my whole body.

We ended up on the floor, my hands, my knees on the cold tile. He fucked me from behind, pounding my pussy doggy style.

I expected a quickie, but now he was taking his time. Not that I was complaining. However, I wanted more and I think it was what he was holding back for too.

“My ass?” I said in between my heavy breathing.

Without any lube, it wasn’t easy. I tried to relax, but he had trouble pushing his thick, swollen head into my ass. I held myself still, trying to ignore the pain as he forced his cock into my ass.

First just the tip of his cock penetrated my asshole. Then his head, he used it to loosen me further. Finally, he pushed his shaft into me, it was almost a feeling of relief that he was inside of my ass now.

His thrusting was slow and careful until my body finally relaxed. Then he stopped holding back. He used all of his power, all of his strength to pound my ass.

If someone had walked in, they clearly would’ve been able to see us under the stall door. However, neither of us would’ve stopped. His cock in my ass was a feeling that I couldn’t forget. It was an amazing feeling. A feeling that made me feel so good and so slutty.

He came, he filled the condom inside of my ass with his cum.

He helped me off of my feet and I got dressed. I just had all of my holes used in a bathroom. I was giddy with excitement. This was the kind of sex that I liked. This was the kind of slut that I was.

Instead of going out to a restaurant for lunch, we ate sandwiches from the deli in the building lobby. My ass still hurt from his pounding, pussy could still feel the pleasurable effects of his cock, my face glowing from sex. I wondered if anyone besides Austin could tell that I had just been fucked like a slut.

I had all sorts of ideas for Halloween costumes. I wanted to be a sexy Jessica Rabbit or dress up like Christina Hendricks on Mad Men because everyone says I look like her. However, I procrastinated like usual and ran out of time to go buy a costume. Instead, I took out the beer maiden costume from last year. It’s the perfect costume for a bartender and I know men love it’s low cut front and how short it is.

My shift was fair uneventful, but it’s what happened afterward that made things worth writing about. It ended up being a slow night and just Cindy and I worked til close. For a long time I hated Cindy, she slept with a guy I thought was mine. However, in the months after that incident, I realized how he was more at fault and Cindy and I had a lot in common. I wouldn’t say we’re close friends, but we’ve become friends.

The owner was away Halloween night, so there was more drinking than usual among the staff. By the time we closed the front doors, I had more than a buzz and so did Cindy and our extremely sexy supervisor Tony. Normally, he’s fairly serious, making sure we stay focused on our work. Tonight, he was distracted.

It started with Tony saying, “Opps, I dropped a glass.” It dropped on to the rubber mat behind the bar.

Cindy not so innocently bent over to pick it up in her equally as short beer maiden costume not covering her ass and tiny white g-string.

“I like that,” Tony said.

I rolled my eyes. Cindy being Cindy. From stories and what she had told me, I knew she was a slut like me. However, she was a lot more out in the open about it.

“Is there any chance I could see your tits?” Tony asked both of us.

“How drunk are you?” Was my response.

“Sure.” Was Cindy’s response. Without any hesitation, she pulled her fake tits out of her costume.

They looked at me, I wasn’t nearly drunk enough for this, but Tony was hot. I did the same. I wondered if the security cameras were on.

I thought it would end right there, however Tony had other plans. He found a bottle of chocolate liqueur and poured the creamy liquid on to my nipple. Like any other command he gave as our boss, he ordered Cindy to clean it up.

She licked it off, not in an sexual way, but in a playful way. What she did next was not playful. It was very sexual. She kissed me.

I wouldn’t say I was ever attracted to her, not many women do it for me the way men do. However, her kiss woke me up and grabbed my attention. First just soft, gentle kisses. Then hard, lust filled kisses that goes along with making out.

She pushed me against the bar counter, her body pressed against mine, her tits pressed against mine. Was this really happening? How many shots had I done?

Her hands caressed my tits, her mouth found my nipples. I hadn’t been this turned on in a long time.

She slid her hand up my dress as we kissed. She felt the lace fabric of black thong. The very wet lace fabric.

I ended up laying on the bar, Cindy between my legs taking my panties off. Tony came up from the other side and started to kiss me, started to grope me. I realized then that this wasn’t some spur of the moment thing. They planned this.

She rubbed my clit, licked my pussy. He sucked on my nipples. I started to melt. They had been spending a lot of time together, I started to wonder if they had something going on outside of work.

Tony and Cindy kissed, there was definitely something going on between them. She opened up his jeans and it wasn’t long before they were on the floor. She pulled his boxers out of the way and released his long, thick cock.

He was semi-hard and Cindy started to stroke it. I couldn’t resist doing the same, feeling his strength, wanting to feel him inside of me.

“I want to titty fuck you.” He looked at me.

“Maybe we should go back to my place,” Cindy said. “It’s a lot more private there.”

A week or two ago, I may have avoided this whole situation and gone home. Now, I had no problems getting in Cindy’s car and going back to her place. The slut had been re-released. As soon as we were in the privacy of her living room, with a grin, I got on to my knees in front of him. I could only imagine the rumors that would fly after this.

She held him from behind, kissing his neck as his cock slid between my tits. His thick cock filled the space between my tits, I held them close together as I moved my body for him to slide between my soft mounds of flesh.

Eventually, she got on to her knees next to me and did the same. I couldn’t resist kissing her nipples, running my tongue along the edge of her nipple, then feeling the weight of her chest in my hands. I cupped and caressed them, surprised by how real they felt for how fake I knew they were.

We took turns licking, kissing, then sucking his cock. At first we just slid our wet lips up and down part of his shaft. However, it was like a challenge to see which of us could go further down his long, thick shaft. I think the winner was Tony.

I wanted to taste his cum so bad. I wanted to feel his cum explode on to my face. He didn’t explode on my face, instead I felt hot cum shoot into my mouth, wave upon thick wave of his bitter, sour, yet so delicious cum. I took in every drop not, letting any spill out.

I thought we were done, Cindy had other ideas. She took his semi-hard cock from my mouth and took it in hers. She sucked on it, she stroked it until he was rock hard again.

“I want to fuck her.” He looked at Cindy when he said it.

She nodded her head yes.

He sat on the couch, I sat down on top of him. There was no foreplay. There was no teasing. I lowered myself on top of him, sliding my wet cunt down his shaft, feeling him fill me with thickness, then length.

I rode him hard, grinding myself against him. I bounced up and down on his dick, my tits bouncing up and down for his viewing pleasure.

Cindy went to the kitchen and brought back a bottle of tequila. She came back and kissed me, then poured a shot in my mouth. Cindy rubbed my clit. I would never look at her the same again.

I wanted him to explode inside of me. I needed him to fill me with cum, but Cindy needed a turn too. She handed me the bottle of liquor, then climbed on top of him. The way she rode him. The way they interacted, I knew this wasn’t their first time together.

I took a turn on the receiving end next. I laid down on the plush love seat and he climbed on top of me. He pushed my legs back and pushed his cock deep into me. There was no starting off slow. He pounded my cunt with his cock. He dick drove moans out of my body.

He took off my dress, he wanted to see me naked. I took off my bra. It felt weird being completely naked in front of my coworkers. Coworkers I had never imagined something like this happening with them.

I watched him bend her over and fuck her in the ass. Her face showed signs of pain, but she took him with no complaints. Clearly not her first time doing anal. We had a lot in common.

He grabbed me by the arm and bent me over next to her. He pushed his cock in my ass and I felt a sharp pain as he pushed into my ass. A pain that didn’t go away completely as he fucked my ass.

He jack hammered my ass from behind, quick, hard thrusts deep into me. I kept waiting for him to come. Two women, he must’ve had some magic power to keep himself from coming.

They made out as he fucked my ass. They made out like lovers.

My ass was sore, my ass hurt from the repeated attack. I finally had to ask him to stop. He did, but he wanted something in return.

He stood in front of us, Cindy got on her knees no questions asked. I lowered myself not ready to cross this line.

She leaned forward without any hesitation and took him in her mouth. Clearly not her first time doing ass to mouth. I took a turn.

“Hold your faces together.” Tony ordered.

Our faces pushed against each other, our bodies rubbing against each other. I could feel her heat.

She stroked his cock, seconds later he leaned it forward. He pushed it in our faces and exploded. Globs of cum shot out. He coated my lips with cum, shot goo on my cheeks and did much the same to Cindy.

Cum dripped on to my tits, Cindy cleaned it up with her fingers. Then cleaned my mouth off with her mouth.

I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t say anything until Tony went off to the bathroom, leaving just the two of us alone.

“So, are you too?” I asked.

“Just friends.”

“Fuck buddies?”

“You could say that.”

“Anytime you want to do that again. Count me in.”

Monday night was supposed to be date night. Unfortunately, Ed had to cancel at the last minute. Something about meeting the next day that he had to prepare for. His loss and probably a good thing for me.

Instead of staying in, I ventured to a sports bar with a couple of my girl friends to watch my bears. After a few drinks, I decided that I had to stop waiting for Mr. Right. Ever since my encounter last summer with my ex from Chicago, I’ve been on the hunt for my own Mr. Right.

I can’t blame just him. Too many of my coworkers are engaged and way too many of my friends are getting married or having babies and posting about it on Facebook.

While the Bears tried to do their best to raise my stress levels and give me a heart attack, I decided that I should stop waiting for Mr. Right and go back to having fun until I find him. Of course, this decision was influenced by the good looking man with a shaggy brown hair now sitting next to me.

Long after my friends left, we drank until the bar closed. Because I was too intoxicated to drive, I walked home with him to his apartment conveniently located a short walking distance away.

He promised to give me his bed for the night, then the next morning to take me to my car. He kept that promise. He promised that he would keep his hands off me and respect me. I helped him break that promise.

We walked into his apartment and instantly I pulled him close to me. He closed the door with a kick behind us and we kissed. I needed that kiss, full of lust and passion. I needed a whole lot more.

Making out in the living room led to us going to his bedroom. He sat on the edge of the bed, I stripped for him. His hands all over my bare skin as soon as the clothing was removed to expose it. His lips kissing as he explored my curves.

He sat back and watched me like I was an exotic dancer as I stripped off my bra. The smile grew on his face as he admired my tits. I peeled off my shinny blue satin and lace thong and he pulled my hands danced all over my naked body. He followed in pursuit with his hands, groping me, violating my wet cunt with his fingers. He pulled me closer and sucked on my nipples, sending waves of pleasure through my body which made me forget about everything else.

I sat on his lap, kissing him. I danced on top of him, rubbing myself against him as I peeled off his shirt. I felt a hardness beneath me and ripped his jeans off.

I lowered myself to my knees in front of him. His jeans already out of the way, his boxers were gone before the carpet touched my knees.

His cock long, thick. Not exactly porn star size but close. I stroked him, feeling his cock solidify. I took him in my mouth, taking as much as I could before sliding my lips up his shaft. I kissed his tip, tasting his precum. I ran my tongue around his swollen head.

I slid my lips up and down his shaft, using my whole body to complete the motion like I was doing a dance of worship for his dick. He pushed my hair out of my eyes and looked down at me. This is what I needed. I needed to be a slut. I needed to be me.

I raced up and down his long shaft, stroking it so his whole cock got a workout. I could tell he was getting close, but before I could finish he sat up and took his cock away from me.

I frowned, but he still smiled. “I don’t want to come yet. It’s your turn first.”

He pulled me up on to the bed and pushed my legs apart. He kissed my lips, he kissed my neck and as he kissed my shoulder, he slid his hand between my legs. Just gentle rubbing made my head fall back and caused me to moan.

He fingered me as we kissed. He slid two fingers inside of me and fucked my cunt as his tongue teased my nipples.

His mouth drifted down between my legs and joined his fingers. He tasted me and ran his tongue between my lips. His tongue found my clit, flicking, circling around it and sending amazing amounts of pleasure through my entire body.

He worked my clit carefully, finger fucked me hard. He made me moan. He wanted me back in his bed more than just this once.

I joined in, violently rubbing my clit with my fingers. He focused on my opening. I closed my eyes. The sensations combined to over take me. I moaned loudly as my orgasm exploded within me.

When I opened my eyes again, he sat patiently in front of me. Waiting for his turn. I didn’t make him wait long. I found my bag and took a condom. He laid down on his back, his hard cock resting on his own body.

I stroked him, feeling the weight of his cock now. I rolled the condom down his long shaft. If this was more than a one time thing, I would have to buy bigger condoms.

I grinned as I climbed on top of him. I needed this. I needed cock. I needed to be a slut. I positioned himself over his cock and held it in place as I slid down on it. His long cock did more than fill me. His thickness expanded me.

I moved just my hips at first, sliding myself up and down on him. Then I started to use my whole body, rapidly plunging his cock deep into my wetness. At first I leaned closed to him, rubbing my tits against his chest as we made out. Then I sat up, riding him like a naughty cowgirl.

“Slow down.” he said. His eyes said he was close, so instead of slowing down I sped up. He grabbed a hold of me, wrapping his arms around me and bring my body to his. His cock thrust up into me, he gripped me tight and filled the condom.

I thought we were done. He had to work in the morning, but naked cuddling and soft kisses led to another hard on. I found the hard on with my hands, gently stroked it. “One more time?”

“Do you have more condoms?”

I answered by jumping out of bed, finding my purse then jumping back in next to him. He put the condom on this time, then pushed me to my back.

He looked my body up and down with a smile. It felt good to be wanted. It felt good to be lust after. It felt good to turn him on.

He positioned himself over me, his latex covered cock pointed at my cunt. He pushed my legs back, spread eagle. The position of a slut.

He pushed his cock deep into my wetness. He thrusts gentle, but quick. His head hovered above me, looking down at me, taking my whole body in with his eyes, then watching his cock disappear into me.

He pushed my legs back and pushed deeper into me. He thrust harder. He fucked me now the way I liked. This wasn’t making love, this was lust filled sex.

He wanted to switch positions. He wanted to take me from behind, doggy style. I had another suggestion. “Fuck my ass?”

I didn’t need it to be in the form a question. His eyes lit up.

I found the bottle in my purse. “Know what to do with this?”

He nodded his head yes. I had a feeling this wasn’t his first time fucking a girl in the ass. I think he knew this wasn’t my first time being fucked in the ass.

I bent over on my hands and knees. He pushed apart my ass cheeks and poured the lube in large drops on to my asshole. It was cold at first, but his fingers warmed the liquid. His fingers warmed my whole body as he opened my entrance with his fingers. He poured more lube on to himself, stroking himself to spread it even.

“Ready?”

“Very.” I needed this badly. This was better than my vibrator. This was better than all of my dildos combined. My own fingers couldn’t make me feel like this.

I felt the tip of his cock against my asshole. Gently he slid himself in. My mouth dropped open, a gasp escaped. His cock stretched my opening to it’s limits, pain vibrated inside of me. I started to clench, he started to pull back.

“No, keep going.” I knew it would hurt more if he pulled out completely, then attempted again.

He did until his cock stretched my opening, filled me deeply. Slowly, he moved his cock back and then gently pushed into me again. The pain faded away, replaced with the feeling I craved.

He held my hips, held me there as he started fuck me again. He increased his pace gradually, expecting me to tell him to stop at any moment. The pain was still there, but I wasn’t about to tell him to stop now.

He fucked me hard now, thrusting deep into my ass. His giant cock almost too much for me, but I wouldn’t give up. I moaned with each hard thrust. I started to move my body against his, working together.

I could’ve gone all night, but I felt him lean forward against me, wrapped his arms around my waist as his cock pushed deep inside of me one last time. His orgasm, not as intense as the first one, but I could feel him throbbing in my ass.

“I think we can have a lot of fun together.” I said to him a few minutes later, when we were back in bed.

“I’d like that.”

“I thought you would.”

We’ll see what happens. We’ve played the text message game since Monday, we’ll see if anything more happens. I hope so, the slut in me isn’t completely satisfied.

Deep Pleasures is available for download at Amazon and in other formats at Smashwords. It’s $2.99, a little bit more expensive than my other stories but I put my heart and soul into it. I think it’s my highest quality writing yet, along with the hottest story that I’ve ever written.

If you do pick up a copy, I’d love it if you left a review of it on Amazon. I would love, love, love that!

Book Description:

Redhead sex blogger, Anal Amy is back with another adventure, this time it’s a steamy girl on girl fantasy with sultry brunette named Tori. Together, the two of them tease the men at a crowded dance club, before making their way back to a hotel room for some added privacy. Amy craves cock, but she’s willing to learn the finer parts lesbian seduction. It’s satisfying, but Amy wants more and her friend knows it. That’s why she packed a strap on dildo for this getaway.

Excerpt from Deep Pleasures:

“What?” I pulled my lips away from her pussy. “What did I do wrong?”

“Nothing. It’s just that there’s something else that I want to try.”

“Like what?” I had no clue what she had in mind. I watched as she climbed off the bed and dug into her suitcase.

She pulled out a red, rubber dildo and I grinned. Then came the leather straps and my grin grew even bigger. “You told me that you’ve used a strap on before,” I said, “but I didn’t think we would use it together.”

“Of course I had to pack it, just on the off chance that something like this happened. I want you to use it on me. I want you to fuck my ass, show me how good anal can feel.”

I felt the wetness between my legs grow, my heart started beating hard again. “I would love to.”

Questions didn’t get much more inappropriate, but instead of being offended I had other feelings about Neil. He was cocky, a jerky and arrogant but I wanted to rip off my shirt and do more than just show him my tits. I wanted him inside of my mouth, deep inside of my pussy and penetrating my ass.

Blake, my boss at the restaurant was hot, but he didn’t make my pussy feel like this. Blake was awkward, unsure of himself and lacked the confidence that Neil possessed. I had fun with Blake, but I had a feeling that with Neil I could have a lot more than just fun.

“I think you saw my qualifications the other night.” I grinned as I leaned forward in my chair and pushed out my chest. My tight black tank top was low cut enough that it opened up the top of my cleavage for his examination, the pink lace of my bra peeking out teasing him. Two could play this game.

The interview started started the other night. My friend Kelly and I went out to a club. I met a good looking dark haired man in a button down shirt and a slacks, with fancy shoes that introduced himself as Neil. To impress me and Kelly, he said that he owned this club and a few other places in the area. I wasn’t too impressed, but I wasn’t going to say anything that would jeopardize the free drinks that he kept coming our way.

When it was time for the bar to close, Neil invited us and some of his friends back to his house to continue the drinking. I don’t remember much about his house, but I do remember a lot about his bedroom.

At some point I was laying on my back on his soft carpet, wearing only my red thong and heels. How I got to that point is still a little blurry, but I knew that I had already warned him that my panties weren’t coming off because neither of us had any condoms.

“Let’s make a deal.” Over the next few weeks, I was going to find out that it was one of his favorite lines.

“What’s that?”

“If you suck my cock, I’ll give you an interview.” He said as he stood over me, the bulge in his black boxer-briefs very obvious.

Once he found out that I was a bartender, he had spent a half hour telling me that I should come work for him, how much the bartenders took home there and how much the staff liked working for him. I’m not going to lie, the money sounded the best to me. Working at a coffee shop early in the mornings and spending the evenings at the restaurant trying to pay the bills was slowly killing me. I couldn’t keep up sixty plus hours a week for much longer and was looking for a job that would pay more for less hours.

However, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to work for him. He was good looking, but that’s about all that I knew about him. It promised better pay, but the two day jobs were reliable and I had no idea what I was getting into with him and the club.

“I don’t know.”

“Never sucked cock for a job before?” Any other time, any other guy that said that and I would’ve been offended.

“This will be a first.” I said as I got off of my back and sat up in front of him. I hadn’t even verbally agreed to his deal, but I was feeling so dirty and so turned on.

I slid my hand into the opening of his briefs and was greeted by his very hard cock. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling.

I pulled down his briefs and my grin got bigger. His rock hard cock. It wasn’t huge, probably just about average, but it felt powerful in my hands.

I sat up on my knees and looked up at him. My heart was pounding with excitement. He looked back down at me smiled.

I reached out with my tongue and felt the hard skin of his head. I ran my tongue around it, moving closer with my lips. I slid my lips across his head and took it into my mouth. I wanted this to be a blowjob that showed him exactly how talented I was.

I kept my eyes locked with his until I looked down and at the task in front of me. I slid my lips down his shaft. I imagined what my coworkers at my restaurant job would think if they knew that I was sucking his cock for work. I imagined what my new coworkers at the club would think. I had a feeling that I wasn’t the first girl that got on her knees for a bartending position.

I held his cock with one hand and raced my lips up and down his hard shaft. I loved the way the hardness felt against my wet, soft lips, the way it felt when his cock filled my mouth.

My head bounced up and down in front of him. The only time I stopped was to catch my breath or tease his balls with my tongue.

I wanted him to cum on my face. I wanted to show him how much I was willing to do for the job. However, he had another idea that he shared with me when he started to get close.

I had his cock in my hands, stroking it as fast as I could. I had it aimed at my face. He interrupted me and pushed my hands out of the way.

His hands groped and squeezed my chest. “I loved the way your boobs looked in that shirt tonight. I couldn’t stop starring at them.” It was the halter top that I wore when I wanted attention. It was low cut, cutting almost past my tits. Plus, I didn’t have to wear a bra with it and it tended to make heads turn.

He put his cock between my tits and used my hands to hold them together. I felt the hard shaft thrust between my soft mounds of flesh. From the look on his face, I knew it wasn’t going to be long.

Suddenly, he pulled back and his cock opened up. I held my tits like a target for him as he coated them with his warm, thick globs of cum. A river of cum flowed between my tits and down my belly. Shots of cum were dripping all over my tits.

I looked up at him and smiled. “So how do you like my qualifications?”

“I think I need to see more.” He said as he got up and pushed his chair out of the way.

My heart started pounding as he walked around the desk to me. I had that dirty, slutty feeling coming back and I loved it. I forgot about my fears of starting a new job as he got closer. My only fear now was that someone would come to his office looking for him.

He pulled me out of the chair and pushed me against his desk. I held on to it, almost afraid that he was going to push it over as he attacked me with his lips and hands.

As he pulled off my tank top, I imagined the scene being filmed for a training video on how not to do an interview.

I took off my bra and even though I was still half dressed, I felt completely naked. I was a little bit scared. I worried that someone would walk in or maybe even that he was video tapping the scene with a hidden camera. But more, I was worried about letting him hold my future in his hands. The promise of a high paying job kept me going, but I worried that at any second it would all fall apart.

That went all to the back of my mind when he pushed my jeans halfway down my thighs and slid two fingers inside of me. I let out a moan that got even louder as he pushed his fingers deeper inside of me and his mouth teased my nipples.

It was all happening so fast. He was pulling off my jeans completely and I pushed my leopard print thong to the ground. A year ago, I happily had a full time office job, even though it was low paying, it was in an industry related to my degree. Then I got laid off and had to work my ass off to make ends meet. Then I met Neil and he could give me the job I needed, one that would allow me to pay my bills on time and maybe even go back to school to get a graduate degree. I didn’t mind fucking him, but it did bother me that I was fucking him for work. I had fucked lots of my bosses before, but this was very different.

He pulled a condom out of his desk. Later on I wondered why he kept condoms in his desk, but right then I was glad to see him rolling the latex down his shaft.

He pulled me to the edge of the desk and pushed my legs apart. He gently pushed himself into me and started to go deeper and deeper inside of me.

He fucked me slowly at first, but was soon pounding my pussy. The only sounds were our breathing and the impacts of our skin with each hard thrust. I was enjoying it, but couldn’t get the doubts out of my mind. He was doing wonders between my legs, fucking me with power and with style that drove me wild.

I had called in sick to the restaurant job so that I could come here tonight. I thought about going back tomorrow like nothing happened, not to give them my two weeks like I had originally planned.

He pushed my legs back and I held them so that he could have deeper access to me. He pulled all the way back, then buried himself as far into me as he could. He went harder and harder, moving the desk and making my whole body shake with each thrust.

I was enjoying it, it felt amazing, but I wasn’t into it. My mind was racing. He was able to sense that. “Do you want to try anything else?”

“Like what?”

“The other night you mentioned that you like it in your ass.”

“I did?”

“Yeah.”

“I was pretty drunk that night.”

“So?”

I still needed more, I needed more to forget about my doubts. “Have you ever fucked one of your interviewees in the ass?”

“Nope.”

Do you think it might be a good way to guarantee me the job.”

“Oh yeah.”

“I think you should fuck my ass then. I have a bottle of lubricant in my purse.” There weren’t many more limits to pass now. I couldn’t tell if this was a new low or high for me.

He took it out and handed the bottle to me. Half of me felt like a hooker as I poured it on to his cock and rubbed it all over his shaft. The other half of me was enjoying it.

I handed the bottle back to him and bent over his desk. He pushed apart my ass cheeks and poured the cold lube on to my asshole. The coldness didn’t feel so good, but feeling his finger rub it into my ass made me knees go weak.

Soon his rock hard cock replaced his fingers. I felt it push against me, then penetrate my asshole. He pushed himself in me gently and with his cock completely inside of me I started to forget about my worries and doubts. It wasn’t the anal sex that made me feel comfortable about working for him, I just decided to let myself see where it went.

As he was pounding my asshole, I decided that at the very least it was going to be a job with a lot of benefits. I held on to the edge of the desk as he fucked me so hard that I thought he was going to push me right over to the other side.

It would come with at least some really good sex. After seeing how busy it was on a Wednesday, I knew that I could make a lot of money there.

When my legs started to get tired, he flipped me on to my back on his desk. He pushed my legs back again and quickly found my asshole.

My hand found my clit and soon I was rubbing circles around it as he thrust deep into my asshole. With the cooperation of my mind, he was able to almost easily bring me to a climax within just a few minutes. It was the kind of climax that made me fall back on his desk and shake as the pleasure filled me.

Before I was done cuming, he crossed over to the edge too. He let out some animal sounding grunts and pushed deep inside of me one last time.

We stood motionless on his desk, his cock still several inches inside of me until he said, “You’re hired.”

As we got dressed, he felt like a boss again, telling me what I was going to do that night. Who was going to train me and what to expect. I was listening, but all I could concentrate on was how good his cock had felt inside of me and that I wished he had cum inside of me without a condom.

I still had a few doubts, but after working a shift, I went to my other jobs and put in my two weeks. It was either a really good idea, or a bad one. Either way, I think I’m going to have some more adventures to share and hopefully more time to write about them.

—-

My heart was pounding as I knocked on his apartment door. We had never said a word to each other, even though we had exchanged hundreds of text messages over the previous seven days.

“Hello.” Were his first words to me. He gave me a smile and I knew that I had nothing to worry about.

“Hi.” He was hotter in person then the pictures that I saw on Facebook. So hot that I didn’t know what to say to him.

“Do you want anything to drink? Beer, wine or water?”

“I’m good.” I couldn’t believe that I was talking to the guy that I had told some of my naughtiest secrets and desires. When I was sending the text messages, it didn’t seem real. Now it did.

I was a little nervous because I didn’t know what to do. Luckily, he did. I followed him into the room living. He sat on the couch and pulled me on top of him. I straddled his lap and I couldn’t believe that I was touch his body. We had said a lot of dirty texts, I wondered if it was all just chit chat or if it was real. He proved with his lips that it was real.

His kiss set of a fire of desire inside of me. That fire increased as his hands explored my body, especially when his hands caressed my ass or fondled my tits.

I was barely in his apartment for five minutes before he started to unbutton my work shirt. “I’m sorry I smell like the restaurant.”

“Don’t worry. You smell fucking hot, I don’t smell any food or grease.”

He threw shirt on the floor and the black tank top that I was wearing underneath it soon found a similar spot on the carpet.

I still had on my black satin and lace bra, but that didn’t stop him from pulling me closer to him so that his face was buried between my cleavage.

Of course, it wasn’t long before he was unhooking my bra and taking it off. He threw it behind me and his mouth found my nipples. He went back and forth sucking on them, teasing them with his tongue as he fondled me with his hands. I was so turned on that soft moans started to escape from my mouth. This was going better than I had imagined.

I felt his cock against me and even through his jeans I could tell he was rock hard. I couldn’t resist rubbing myself against him as we made out. I felt so hot, like an exotic dancer giving a very private dance.

He took his shirt off and he had a nice body, but what I really wanted was for his jeans to come off. However, he pushed my hands away when I started to undo his belt. “I want to do more than just this.” I said with a disappointed frown.

“Not yet. Turn around.”

I stood up and felt his eyes examining my ass. I was glad I had worn the pair of tight stretch pants that really showed off the curve of my ass.

He pulled me on to his lap and I felt like his own private dancer as I started to rub my ass against the hard mound in his jeans. It was the most fun I had with my pants on in a very long time.

His hands focused on my tits first, but soon one of his hands found it’s way between my legs. I could feel everything through the thin fabric of my pants and the even thinner fabric of my thong. It felt almost like I was getting fingered.

The lap dance was fun, but we both wanted more. He peeled off my pants and pulled them with my panties to the floor.

I closed my eyes as he kissed the bare skin on my back. His kisses went further down, first he kissed my ass cheeks, then pushed them apart so that he could kiss my asshole. I almost jumped away because I was surprised, but at the same time turned on. It was only a brief kiss, but his lips felt good against my sensitive asshole. “You weren’t kidding about the ass licking?”

“You said that no guy has licked your ass. I want to be the first, especially now after seeing how good your ass looks.”

I’ve had men focus on my ass before, but that was always with their hard cocks. This was new territory.

“Bend over.”

I leaned over on to his coffee table and felt him behind me. First he slid one hand between my legs and I felt his fingers against my pussy. He teased my lips, but soon focused on my clit. Then I felt his wet tongue against my asshole. It made me weak in the knees because it felt so good.

We ended up with me bent over the arm of his couch with him on his knees behind me. This wasn’t his first time licking a girl’s ass. He knew what he was doing with his tongue as he ran it around and across my asshole.

It felt different then when guys have gone down on my pussy, but just as good. The only thing that felt better was when he started to finger my asshole and work my clit at the same time. He did it with increasing force until he started to shake my body with each thrust of his fingers. I reacted by moaning louder and louder. I couldn’t believe how good it felt to have my body worked like this.

He brought me to an orgasm before I had even been in his apartment for fifteen minutes. It wasn’t a weak orgasm either. It was one of those orgasms that made me moan and whimper. I lost control has his fingers worked me, I forgot about everything in the world as the pleasure flooded my body.

“Wow.” I giggled as my orgasm faded away.

“You have the perfect ass.”

“Thank you.”

“I think it’s my turn now.”

“What would you like?”

“Suck my cock.” He said as he pushed his jeans and boxers down to his ankles.

I got on my knees in front of him and tried to give him an unforgettable orgasm. However, I was still distracted from what he had done to my ass. I could still feel his finger in my ass and the way his tongue felt against my asshole. I was just going through the motions as my lips went up and down on his cock and my head bobbed up and down I front of him. However, he didn’t seem to have any complaints, he was already thinking about what we could do next.

“I think it’s time that you ride my cock.”

“I like you’re thinking.” I said with a naughty smile as I climbed off of my knees and on to his lap. As we kissed I could feel his rock hard cock pressed up against my stomach.

I lifted my body up and felt his cock against my lips. Slowly I moved my body down and his cock penetrated me. I felt the temperature in the room jump ten degrees as his cock filled me.

I may have not been to into giving him a blowjob, but I was in the mood to ride his cock like it might be the last that I ever get. I went slow at first, but soon I was bouncing up and down on his cock.

His focus was on my tits and each touch turned me on more and more. He caressed them with his hands, squeezed them until it hurt and teased my nipples with his tongue.

Then his hands found my ass, first just holding it his hands while I bounced up and down on it. Then I felt him slide a finger towards my asshole. I let out a moan loud enough for my neighbors to hear as he slid his finger into me.

“Do you really like having your ass fucked or was that just talk?”

“It wasn’t just talk.” My naughty grin got even bigger. I felt like I could by myself with him. I didn’t have to act shy or innocent, I was allowed to be a slut.

“Alright then, turn around.”

I didn’t want to let go off his cock, but I was looking forward to what was going to happen next. I slid off of him, then turned around so that I was facing away from him.

“I could stare at your ass every day.” He said as he guided my ass into position over his cock.

“I don’t think I would mind that.”

“Do you need any lube or anything?”

“I think with all of the fingering and your licking, I’m ready for just about everything.”

“You’re my kind of chick.”

I felt his cock find the entrance to my asshole then I leaned back. Slowly I felt his cock penetrate my asshole. Almost easily he pushed inside of me.

“Oh yeah.” We both moaned at almost the same time.

Slowly, I moved my ass up and down on him, feeling every inch of his cock moving inside of me, sliding through my asshole over and over.

Again his hands found my boobs. He held on to them as I rode his cock, but it didn’t compare to the next target his hands found. He found my clit and my soft moaning, became louder and louder.

It felt so good that I forgot about riding up and down on his cock. Soon, I couldn’t even sit up straight. I fell back as his fingers rapidly rubbed my clit.

His fingers worked my clit like a talented artist until my moaning stopped. I bit my lip and everything in the room went silent. I closed my eyes and felt the unbelievable pleasure fill me. Feeling his cock in my ass and his fingers working my clit so perfectly overwhelmed me.

I forgot where I was until his fingers stopped and he gave me a second to catch my breath. Just a second. “I think it’s time we switch positions. Why don’t you bend over so I can pound your ass now?”

“Okay.” I said softly, still not recovered from my orgasm.

I turned around and bent over the couch and he got into position standing behind me. Anytime I get fucked from behind it makes me feel like a slut, but I barely knew him and it made me feel even more slutty. I was his sex toy and I was enjoying every second of it.

He didn’t start off slow, instantly he was pounding my ass as hard as he could. There was a loud smack of flesh against flesh as he thrust hard into me. The only other sound was my moans filling his apartment.

He didn’t hold anything back. He used all of his power to drill my ass. My head was buried into the cushions and kept getting pushed further.

Then all of sudden he grunted, “Oh fuck.”

I felt him pull out of my asshole and seconds later I felt cum splatter on to my back. Load after load coated my back for what seemed like minutes, not just seconds. I could feel cum from my shoulders to the crack of my ass.

“Did you like that?” He said after the last drops of cum had flowed out of him.

“Oh yeah.”

“I think we should get together again sometime soon.”

“I think that’s a good idea.”