0 comments/ 27157 views/ 1 favorites All alone By: Imsureryou All alone, just the way I wanted it, I was better off. This was by choice, my choice. I had enough of the bullshit, enough of the games. So I quit my job, sold my apartment in the city, dumped my boyfriend and broke all my ties that was binding me. Now here I am. All alone. Isolated, cut off from the world in a way. I bought this place out in the country. Away from everything and everyone. It was a big house, with 10 rooms. It had a small 4 room apartment behind the pool. My closes neighbor was about five miles from me, town was about ten miles away. The only people I come in contact with are the three people I hired to care for me and the place. It was a family that I hired. The wife, Susan, did the cooking and the cleaning, she was about 48 years old. Very well preserved for her age. Not a bad looking woman, but nothing to write home about either. Her husband, Justin, was around the same age, now that was a man. Very well put together, tan and tight, he had the body of a warrior. He was part of many of fantasies I had, all the things I thought about to get me off, Justin was included. The last person that was part of the "family" was John, their son. He was their adopted son. He was 28 years old, geek looking, with glasses, and short hair. I couldn't tell what his body looked like for he was always buttoned up. He always wore long sleeves and baggy pants. It didn't matter anyway to me, he was there to work for me. Justin did the handyman work and John did the gardening. So here I was, in the middle of the night, alone and feeling so damn horny. Sometimes toys just don't cut it. Sometimes you need the feel of flesh against flesh. The sweat from another person while they are pounding into you. All the nasty talk. I was hot, so I decided to go by the pool, all was quiet. I layed down on one of the lounge chairs with my back to the cottage house. I was in a dream like state. Just drifting in and out of my fantasies. I took off the sash that held my robe together, letting the moon bath my naked body. My hands trailing down my body. Playing with my nipples, gently squeezing and pulling on them. I wet the tip of one finger and ran it slowly over a nipple, feeling the cool breeze on my body, making my nipple even harder. Then I heard some noise. It was coming from over my shoulder, from the cottage. I went to the window of the cottage to see if everything was OK. I was shocked what I saw. I just couldn't believe it. There was Susan standing over the two men who were on their knees in front of her. She was dressed in this see thru black gown. Spiked high heeled shoes. Her legs were spread apart. One man was at each foot, licking her shoes and making their way up. As they were going up, their heads were under there gown, pulling it up with them. As they got higher, they were sort of strangling her legs, sorta like humping it like dogs. She couldn't stand anymore and fell back onto the couch. Now I seen her sweet wet pussy. She wasn't completely shaved, but she was pretty close to it. I could make out the wetness clinging to her pussy lips. Justin was the first to touch her sweet cunt with his mouth. I heard her moan. First he licked her outer lips nice and slowly. Up one side then down the other. Up and down, just teasing her. John, was playing with her tits and humping her leg. I could see how hard his cock was. Justin gently spread her juicy cunt lips and stuck his hot tongue deep inside. That made my pussy even wetter. He was going to town. He kept licking and sucking her cunt. Her body was meeting his tongue, begging for more. By this time, John was standing up. His cock sticking straight out. He laid his mom down, and stuck his cock in her mouth. She just sucked it right up. I could see Justin sticking his fingers in her pussy as he was licking her clit. Finger fucking her with the same motion as his tongue licking her clit. Susan was moaning with John's cock deep in her throat. I could see her body start to cum. It was shaking a little at first and both men were staying with it. Then her body went faster with the shaking, she pushed John's cock away and started to moan,"Oh yea, baby, I'm cumming", "Lick me, while I cum". "Ohhhhhhhh God, Yessss". My fingers were buried deep in my own wet cunt, and I came at the same time that she did. I was swallowing my moans. My nipples were rock hard. When it looked like she couldn't cum no more, Justin pulled her up and he laid down. He guided her cum drenched cum onto his hard cock. One motion and she was riding him hard. Her ass was too John, who was slapping it and making it red. John reached down and wet his hand with some pussy juice and rubbed it on his hard cock. He positioned himself behind Susan, spreading the cheeks of her ass. He spit on her asshole. Then he just pushed his swollen dick in. She screamed with pleasure. Justin and John found the same rhythm. Both of them fucking her. Both of her holes filled with big, hot, hard cock. "Fuck me, Fuck me harder", "That's it, do it now, fuck that cunt and ass", she kept moaning and screaming. They kept it up for as long as they could. John was the first to pull out and shoot all over her sweet ass. He kept cumming and cumming. I swear I seen steam off of his sweet cum as it hit her body that's how hot they were. Then it was Justin's turn to shoot. Susan jumped off of his cock and put her mouth to his cock. Coaching him along. "Shoot in my mouth, honey", "Cum for me". "Let me taste your sweet cum". He started to shot and she covered it with her mouth. I could see him pumping into her mouth, her swallowing every drop. The three of them collapsed on the couch, Susan in the middle touching both her men. Now I knew why John didn't want to leave home. I don't blame him. I quietly moved away, feeling more alone then ever. All Alone? It had been yet another boring day at the office. God knows why I did this job I hated and longed to be volunteering in some hot climate where I could be of use to someone. Taking off my tie I entered the bar and took stock of who was there. There were two men sat in one booth discussing something and there were young couple sat in another booth just holding hands and chatting to one another. I took my place at the bar where there was another single man nursing a single malt whiskey and looking as depressed as I felt. I ordered a whiskey dry. I sank it straight down and ordered another one with ice that I could nurse for a little while. I normally had the three drinks before making my way home and back to the drudgery of home life. I sipped at the second of my drinks and made small talk with the man at the bar. He soon became boring as it was obvious that he had been there several hours and was little bit the worse for wear. I looked round the bar again. It still had not filled with the office crowd. The two men were still deep in conversation. I moved round to the young couple and noticed that they were now kissing. I watched for a moment and became transfixed by what they were doing. The man had now placed his hand on her thigh and was stroking it sensually. The woman pulled him deeper onto her and then broke the kiss and said something to him. As soon as she had finished she went back to kissing him. I watched as his hand made its way up her thigh. It worked its way up her leg and as it did it pushed her skirt up. She seemed to want this and uncrossed her legs. He continued to work up her thigh until he reached the void of her knickers. I watched as he fiddled for a moment and it was obvious that he was pulling her knickers aside so the he could gain access to her pussy. She kissed him passionately and he began to play with her clit. I could only imagine that it would be aroused and would be red and throbbing. He moved his fingers up and down and round and round and it was then that I noticed her shudder. She had just had a small orgasm. He did not stop. He re-positioned his fingers and began to piston them in and out of her pussy. She gripped him harder and again whispered something in his ear. He re-positioned his fingers and it looked like he was adding a second and maybe a third to her pussy. When he was comfortable he began to move in and out. He started off slow and then he got faster and faster. She bucked against his fingers and encouraged him to go as deep as he could. He tried to get as much of his fingers inside of her as he could and when he could get no deeper he fucked her hard and long. She writhed on his fingers and soon she was cumming all over them. They rested for a moment and then they went back to their drinks as if nothing had happened. I turned back to the bar but had this strange and powerful urge. I walked over the bar and went to the young couple in the booth. "Can I buy you drink?" I asked. They looked at me a for a moment and then there was slight nod from the girl and the man said. "Aye a whiskey dry and a vodka and tonic." I went to the bar and ordered the drinks. When they were ready I brought them to the booth. "Hi " The man held up his arm. "No names" he responded. I thought that a little strange but followed through with what they had said. The girl sidled further along the booth and made some room for me. We drank our drinks and made small talk and before I knew it we were ordering more drinks. The drinks flowed and before we knew it was closing time. I got up to go when the man said "Would you like to come back to ours for a nightcap?" I looked at my watch and thought the wife was going to kill me already so I might as well go the whole hog. "Yeah I would love to join you for a nightcap." "Great let's get a taxi." The man ordered a taxi whilst the girl and I stepped outside. She lit a cigarette and I continued to chat to her. The man joined us and said that the taxi would be about ten minutes. The discussion we were having was easy going as if we had known each other for years. When the taxi arrived I got in the back and was joined in the back by the young lady whilst the man got in the front. She was that close I could smell her perfume. She rested her head on my shoulder and whispered in my ear. "Do you find me sexy?" "I do." "Good because I want you to fuck me along with my husband. I am in the mood for two big hard cocks tonight." I watched as her hand moved to my crotch. She pulled down the zipper and pulled my boxers aside. My cock sprang out and I could hear her moan. She used her hand to wank me for a moment and then she dipped her head and took me deep into her mouth. I sighed in satisfaction. She just held it her mouth for a moment and then she began to masturbate me with her mouth. Her mouth was so wet and warm and I was trying to remember the last time anyone had done anything like this to me. It had certainly been years and I was savouring every moment of it. She had an amazing mouth and her suction was perfection. She reached further into my boxers and fondled my balls. I groaned outwardly and I could see the taxi driver looking at us in his mirror. I thought I would not last but every time I came close to cumming she would bite my cock and stop the flow of cumm. She was such an expert I could not wait to fuck her pussy. If it was as good as her mouth I was in for a good time and I could not wait for that to happen. "Five minutes to home "Her husband said. This must have been a signal because she began to move harder and faster up and down my cock. Her hand left my balls and cupped my shaft. She worked the shaft up and down in her mouth and this time she let me cumm. I spurted about four times deep into her throat and she swallowed the whole lot. When I had finished cumming she placed my cock back into my trousers and zipped me up. "Cannot wait to fuck you." She said. "Neither can I." I replied. We stopped in front of a nice looking house. I stepped forward and paid for the taxi. It was the least that I could do. We all got out of the taxi and the man led us up the driveway and into the house. He showed me where the front room was and I took a seat on the sofa. The girl told me. "I am just going to slip into something more comfortable. Make yourself at home." I took a seat on the sofa. I kicked my shoes off and made myself comfortable. The man came back with a tray of drinks. "Single malt fine?" "Certainly is." He poured the drinks and I took mine and sipped on it gently. I didn't want to put myself out of action by being drunk. This was a first for me and I was determined to enjoy it. Fuck what the wife thought. She had not put out in years and I was going to take what I could and enjoy it. The man went to the stereo and put on some sensuous music and took his place in the chair which was obviously his. We chatted for a while and then there was silence for a moment. "So you ever had a threesome?" "Never. Something I have fantasised about but it has never happened until tonight." "Well she is one hot lady when she gets going and she can be insatiable and sometimes I need help to take care of her. Just so you know. No homosexuality just straight sex." I was happy to hear that because I have never been into having sex with a man. It has never been something that has floated my boat. "I will start" he said. "You join in whenever you feel comfortable." I raised my glass. "Cheers. Here's to a good night." "Do you want to sleep with us afterwards. We have a massive bed and there is always room for a third." "Yeah that sounds good. "We sat for a little while longer and sipped our drinks. My cock was so hard and erect and I couldn't wait to have a go at this young beauty. After about fifteen minutes the door opened and out she stepped. She had showered and her hair was still wet. She had on a black negligee. She stepped into the middle of the room and said "Do you like boys?" For the first time I took in her true beauty. Her face was slightly Indian in origin. She had dark hair and dark eyes. Moving down her body she had a nice pair of breasts and I could see that her nipples were erect. My eyes travelled further down. I wanted to avoid the main prize so took in her legs which were stunning. They were long for her height and well-toned and tanned. She was in a pair of high heels which obviously gave her greater height but it was the prize that was the glory. Her pussy was completely shaved and I suspected it was waxed. It looked so smooth I could have kissed it there and then. I was fighting the urge to jump on her but her husband had said that he wanted to start. I sat back and waited for the action to begin. Her husband finished his drink and then he stood up and came and stood behind her. He touched her breasts and she laid her head back and snugged into his neck. She turned and kissed him. He attacked the other side and kissed her neck. He bit down on her and left a little mark. She whimpered to his touch. He moved his hands round and touched one of her breasts. He seemed to weigh it in his hands and then he twisted the nipple. She groaned out loud and urged him to do it some more. He moved his other hand and did the same with the other breast. From what I could see she liked a little bit of pain and he knew what buttons to press. He left her breasts and moved down to her pussy. He cupped it in his hand and I could see him flick a digit into her. He let it rest there and then he began to finger fuck her. He was not trying to bring her to orgasm but she was so aroused she came on the touch of his finger. He took a step backwards. "Sit down in the chair and play with your pussy" he ordered. She walked to the seat that was next to his. She hitched up her negligee and spread her lips. She began to play with her clit and then she inserted two fingers into her. She just moved them gently in and out and closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation. As she did this her husband was stripping off. He removed his shirt and then his trousers and trunks. His cock sprang out and the first thing that I noticed was that his cock and balls were also as shaved as her pussy and it made his cock look bigger. It was probably about seven inches in length but was quite thick. I noticed funnily that the last thing he removed was his socks. To me they would be the first thing to go. He stood there naked and stretched then he turned to his wife as he wanked his cock. "Assume the position." His wife got out of the chair and walked towards him. She bent from the waist down and presented him with her arse. I thought at first that she had done something wrong and was going to be punished. Instead of which she spread her arse cheeks and opened her pussy with her fingers. He stepped towards her and ran his cock up and down the crack of her arse. He had some precum on his cock and used it to prime her arse. Then he bent slightly and I watched as she parted her pussy lips and he inserted his cock into her. He left it there for a moment and then he began to fuck her. In and out his cock moved in slow long motions. This went on for ten minutes in which time she came at least once but it was difficult to tell because she had a constant shudder going on. I let them fuck for fifteen minutes then I stood and I began to remove my clothes Unlike him I took my socks off first and then removed the rest of my clothes. I got down on my knees and began to lick her from the front. I found her clit and sucked it into my mouth. It was like a little button but it was so hard and aroused. I could see the redness of it. I savoured the sensation of her cumm on my lips and began to lick at her clit and bite and nibble on it. I do not know if it was me or her husband but she came and this time she squirted a little. It coated my face and I licked it into my mouth, I then parted her pussy lips and watched as her husband's cock fucked her. I wanted to taste the pussy but had to make do with the lips. I licked up and then licked down the other. I got myself into a rhythm. Suddenly her husband slapped her arse and he came in her pussy. I could see him as he squirted deep into her. There was a copious amount and it seemed to go on for ages. He pulled out of her and took a sip of his whiskey. "You can have her anyway you like. She likes it in the pussy and the arse so go for it." I took her hand and laid her down on the floor. I pushed her legs back against her chest and gazed at the beauty of her pussy. I could not believe how smooth it looked. Not a sign of stubble. I got down on my knees and placed my cock at the entrance to her pussy. I pushed forward and felt myself slide into her. With the cumm that was already there she was so slick but still so tight. I let her grip my cock and then I began to fuck her. I went for the hard and fast method and with the long strokes I was using I felt to be filling her up. I pulled out to the tip and then plunged back in. On and on I went She had already made me cumm in the taxi so I knew that I would have some stamina. Even so I was not strong enough to last forever and soon flooded her with cumm. I wanted more. Her husband was gazing on intently. I turned her around and asked her to get onto all fours. When she did I spat on my cock and also on her arse hole. I reached into her pussy and took out some of the cumm and coated my finger with it. I parted her cheeks and took her hands and asked her to keep herself open. Using my lubricated finger I probed her sphincter until the resistance gave way and my finger was swallowed up. I allowed her to get used to the sensation and then I added a second to her arse. I opened my fingers to try and stretch her to make receiving my cock easier. When she was open as far as I thought I could get my fingers to open her I placed my cock at the entrance. I took it in inches and inch by inch I fed my cock to her arse. Slowly she opened and took all of me. It was an amazing sensation and I just had to rest and savour the tightness. I had not had anal sex in a long time and had forgotten how good it felt. Once we had both got used to the sensation I grabbed her arse cheeks and began to fuck her. It was heaven and her light skin complimented me beautifully. We fucked like this and then her husband got off of the chair. As I attacked her arse he attacked her pussy and together we gave her all that we could and that was a lot. We were all getting tired but sated. She came one more time and then she collapsed to the floor a spent woman. I withdrew from her arse and her husband stopped licking her pussy. Together we picked her up and placed her in the chair and handed her a drink. She took along draw and asked for a refill. Her husband obliged whilst I drank my whiskey. When we had all finished her husband said. "Let's go to bed." On unsteady legs she walked to the bedroom and me and her husband followed. I took the left hand of the bed and her husband the right side. She crawled into the middle and placed both of our heads on her shoulders. "Thank you" she sighed and then she slept. All Alone I wave good bye to my parents as they drive away. Finally a night to myself. I have been sexually frustrated for a while now, the fingering has not been enough. Having to hold in my moans in fear that my parents would hear them. Not being able to use a vibrator to stimulate my wet pussy. It has been wet for days now, my fingers not giving the relief. My sext partner, Marius who is from France has been bombarding me with videos of him rubbing his wonderful dick. He pumps hard, moaning my name, saying how he wants to fuck me hard. These videos have me restless, wanting something in me as soon as possible. My videos going back to him are almost silent as I don't want to get caught. Marius loves my moans, they make him horny and make him talk dirty to me. I love him talking to me as he humps his hand. I make my way back into the house, smiling to myself. I have already started working myself up, wearing no panties under my tight denim shorts. Wearing my silk bra under my singlet. I shaved my pussy this morning, only leaving a strip leading up to from my lips to under my stomach. I normally leave it hairy, as it makes me feel more real. But I look forward to the days when I have time to shave my pussy, my smooth, damp lips. The feel of the hem of my shorts on my lips has me feeling more horny by the minute. I leave the drapes open, knowing that the gate is closed and no one can see in. If they can, I want them to see. I make my way to my bedroom, which has a few candles lit and it is perfectly clean. As last night I read you have better pleasure when you're in a cleaner environment. I see my different toys on my night stand. My big red vibrator, my small vibrating egg, my normal 8 inch dildo, and my favorite dildo that rotates that is filled with beads. I slowly rub my swollen D cup breasts, swaying my hips slightly. The silk feels like heaven on my sensitive buds. My long hair is down my back, tickling my neck slightly. The swaying of my hips created friction on my swollen clit, making me let out a sigh of relief. My hands make their way down my stomach, over my denim shorts to the warmth between my legs. I rub my thighs, massaging them slightly, before my right hand makes it to my sex. I start to rub, creating pleasure through my shorts. My left hand makes its way back up my body to start rubbing my nipple. I moan lightly, as the feel of the denim on my sensitive clit is a new experience, but one I love. I keep rubbing, letting out quiet moans here and there. I rub faster on my sex, feeling my juices come through the denim, soaking them slowly. I make a satisfied moan, as my hands move faster. But I need more, I need more to satisfy myself completely. My right hand comes out of contact with my now soaking denim short, slowly sliding up and to the top of my shorts. My hand slips slowly into my shorts, moving past my strip of hair to my wetness. My juices are everywhere in my pants, instantly coating my hands in my juice. I slowly massage my lips, teasing myself more. I make sure to keep my left hand in time with my hand in my sex. I start to rub my clit, making me whimper. The feeling of my swollen clit getting some skin on skin contact has me a whimpering mess. Masturbation is so much better when you make noise. I rub slowly at first, wanting to take my time as I have the whole night to myself. I slowly start to go faster, making jolts of pleasure make their way up my body. My moans get louder with the more jolts making their way up my body. I take my hands out of my pants, licking the juices off of my fingers. I run both of my hands down my body more. Sliding over my big hips, over my thighs, back to my stomach and full breasts. As my hand goes back to the bottom of my shirt, I start to lift it, exposing my stomach. I list my shirt over my head and throwing it to the side. Leaving me in my silk bra and denim shorts. I move back down to my hips, only to move to the waistband of my shorts. I slowly unbutton my shorts, moving to undo my zipper. I don't take them off yet, instead I move towards my bed. I lay on my back, my head hitting my cotton duvet cover. I run my hands over my body, tempting me further. I decide it's time to get rid of my soaking shorts. So I move my hands down my body to pull the shorts down my legs. Once they are at my ankles, I kick them aside, leaving me in my silk bra. One of my hands slips under my bra, while the other goes in between my legs where I open my legs wide to let the fresh air hit my pussy. I start to slowly rub my clit, letting out sighs and whimpers. My middle finger moves down to my hole, slowly moving into my pussy. I let out a quiet moan as my finger goes deep into my moist pussy. I curl it up word to hit my pleasure spot. I squeak when I hit it and start rubbing that one spot. My palm starts to move to, creating friction on my clit. I start panting, as the heat rises in my room. The feeling of my finger rubbing my spot deep in my pussy, my clit being rubbed by my palm, and my nipples being rubbed is beautiful. My moans are breathless and the fire in my core is sending the pleasure up my body. I know my orgasm is close, as the fire is getting intense and I am becoming more and more restless. Sweat is building on my forehead and my panting is loud. I whimper and moan every second, my finger going faster, my palm rubbing harder. The bud of my nipple is peeking through the silk from my fingers aggressively rubbing them. When my orgasm comes, I am almost screaming. The heat making it's way up my body, causing me to shake. My mouth is open as far as it can go, my finger still flicking that precious spot. The fire is still burning as the pleasure is intense. I know I should stop moving my fingers, but the pulsing of my clit and my hole has me thinking there is more to come. I rub faster, I palm my clit harder, the sounds of my juices against my fingers filling the room as well as my moans. I feel something new coming, a new feeling of fire and pleasure. As the shocks from my orgasm still come, I feel as though I might pee, but I know I won't. It is not my pee that is coming, it is my first squirt. I don't have time to get a towel or plastic to save my duvet, so I just carry on rubbing. Soon a new sensation of pleasure comes, and I start moaning louder. And soon a scream erupts from my mouth as liquid comes gushing from my pussy, going all over my duvet. Pleasure is surging through my body and my pussy juice is going everywhere. As it still pours, I start rubbing that spot again making it come out heavier. I am still giving out screams of pleasure as my pussy juice flies out everywhere. I am still shaking when the juices stop flying. I am panting from the pleasure and I my mouth is still wide open. My hands have not left my sex or my breast. I wish I got this on video for Marius, he has been wanting me to squirt for a while now. But not that I know I am capable of squirting, I know I can do it again but film it for him next time. I move my fingers out of my pussy, them wet from my juice. I lick them, tasting my juice. I picture my fingers as Marius's, like his have just come out of me. After him plunging them in and out of my pussy, making me cum again and again. The thought has me horny all over again, my hand the was previously on my breast reaching over the my line of toys to grab my vibrator. I turn the dial to 5, having it buzz lightly at medium. Still sucking on my fingers, I put the vibrator on my pussy. I jolt as it hits my sensitive clit, a moan erupting from my mouth. I rub it back and forward, wanting a quick orgasm that comes and has an intense aftermath. I slowly change the levels so they get higher every minute, my moans getting louder with every new speed. Once it is at 10 I am groaning, moaning, squealing out of pleasure. I am panting again as my orgasm quickly approaches. When it does, the jolt of pleasure hit again, making me moan loudly. My body shakes as I keep the vibrator on my clit, the feeling of my squirt coming along has me excited. My eyes close as my second time experiencing squirting occurs. My juice flies everywhere, just like the first time. I am screaming as my juices spreads across my already wet sheets, some going onto the wooden floor below. When my screaming stops and my eyes are open, my mouth is left in the shape of an 'o' and the vibrator is lifted off of my clit. I carry on painting when I turn my toy off and move to my next. I decide to leave the best for last and go to my normal dildo. I grab it, and move it towards my face. I lick from the bottom of the dildo to the top, taking it in my mouth. I move it in more and more, until I am almost gagging. I take it out, leaving it covered in my saliva. I slide it across my body and down to my sex. My wet, needy pussy. I rub the tip on my sensitive clit before moving to my hole. I slowly slide it in, a moan coming out of my mouth. The toy disappears into my pussy, just like a real cock. I picture Marius on top of me. His large hairy body on mine, lips on my neck as he plunges his cock into me. I know Marius likes it slow, then once the woman cums, he goes hard and deep, talking dirty, smacking her, even going in her ass. Marius loves ass. He loves them. He says how much he wants to eat my ass out, ram into it, smack it. It gets me so horny and wet. Although Marius is almost 35 with a ex wife and a kid, he is still the perfect man to sext. He is experienced with women, which means he knows how to talk and act. He knows how to turn me on, he knows how to get me worked up. And when I fly to France next month to meet him, I know he will know how to fuck me well. He says he's never fucked a 19 year old, or someone so much younger than him. But he makes me feel powerful and beautiful. I move the toy faster, moaning Marius and I pound it deep into my pussy. "Fuck Marius, tear my pussy apart! Fuck me baby!" I say, as I move the dildo impossibly faster. The sounds of my juices sloshing as the dildo is moved in and out of my pussy has me imagining Marius's juices mixing with mine as his cock moves in and out of me. "Oh my god, Marius!" I moan out, as I feel my orgasm building. The fire in my core becomes more evident as the dildo plows into my pussy. I quickly roll over, keeping the dildo in my pussy and start pumping again. I imagine Marius on top of me, his stomach on my back. Him pinning my hands above my head, still pounding into me. I keep up the dildo in my pussy, as my orgasm is mere seconds away from coming. "Marius, I'm going to cum!" I yell as the fire erupts in my core, jolts of pleasure moving through my body. A long moan comes from my mouth as my pussy spasms around the dildo. My body shakes as I keep on moaning as the pleasure doesn't stop. "Oh yeah Marius, make me squirt all over your cock!" I say, continuing to pump the dildo in my pussy. I feel that feeling like I'm going to pee come back, letting me know my squirt is coming up. I am squealing as I move the dildo faster in and out of me. "Yes, Marius, Yes!" I yells as my juices start flying out of my drenched pussy for the third time. I am moaning Marius until the squirting stops. I continue to shake as the squirting slows down to a stop. I sigh and remove the soaking dildo. I suck on it for a bit before putting it back on the nightstand. Now time for the finale. I roll back onto my back, grabbing my favorite rotating dildo. I take a little break to remove my silk bra. I sit up and fondle my breasts for a bit before grabbing each side of the bra to lift it above my head. My perky nipples become hard when they come in contact with the air. I reach down to grab some juice from my pussy to run on my nipples. I rub my nipples and breast, making small moans as my hands knead my breasts. But soon I become restless, needing a dildo in me. My pussy still drenched, dripping with my juices. I turn around, so I am kneeling on my knees with the rotating dildo in hand. I lean forward, resting my face and shoulder on the bed with my ass it the air. I reach behind me to insert the big dildo into my pussy. It stings a bit, but nothing I am not used to. As soon as it is in, I turn the dial to make is start moving. As soon as it does I am a moan mess. Moaning anything from Marius, to curses and gibberish. "Marius it feels so good! Oh my God! Fuck!" I moan as the dildo hits parts of my pussy that is normally left untouched. I am moaning and squealing from the pleasure I am receiving from the dildo. I move my face so it is in my sheets, screaming slightly from the intense feelings. "Marius, oh my God!" I say, reaching behind me with my other hand to smack my ass. I picture Marius, pounding into me, slapping my ass again and again. I am moaning and screaming for what seems like forever but I am not complaining. But suddenly, juice comes flying from my pussy, without a first orgasm. I have my eyes closed, screaming as my orgasm and squirt hits me all at once. Something I have never felt before. I stop the rotating dildo and stop moving it, as my hands fall beside me as the pleasure takes over. The fourth time. I am shivering, shaking, screaming, squirting. Liquids everywhere, sweat, juice. I am truly worn out, as the squirting stops but the shaking continues. Tears are in my eyes from the pleasure, my mouth is open and dry from the screaming. And the dildo falls from my pussy, leaving my stretched and worn out pussy in the air. "Holy Shit." I whisper. I sit there for a few minutes before rolling over. I wish Marius was here to see that. I look over to my nightstand to see my phone which i grab quickly and call Marius, wanting to tell him every single detail. "Hello?" His french accent says into the speaker. I smirk as flashes from before fly through my mind. "Hello Marius." I say, looking down at my battered pussy. My red lips are open and my pubic hair is matted to my skin. "Ah, Jenny, what brings me the pleasure, mon beau?" Marius says, and I run my hands over my overly sensitive pussy. "Something fantastic just happened. Quelque chose pour le roi du sexe." All Alone I sit here all alone on a Friday night. The house is quiet but I keep hearing something outside. At least I think I do. It could be my imagination. I do have a wild imagination that runs away from me when I am alone. I turn the TV up louder so I can't hear the outside so well and go back to playing my game online. Drinking my drink slowly, wondering why I am drinking alone, I decide to take a shower. I get all my stuff together and lay it out on the bed. I turn on the water and get it right. Down comes my hair that has been in a bun all day long, I brush it out and climb into the shower. "Fuck it," I think to myself and shave everything in need of shaving, no one is going to see it but at least I will know it is done. After shaving myself thoroughly, I wash and rinse my hair and scrub my body well. I linger in the shower for a moment more letting the water run over my body caressing my nipples as it slides over my curves. I run my hands over my erect nipples leaving one hand there to pull on it and slide the other hand between my legs. Of course, I am horny as hell. I slowly flick my finger across my clit alternating between sliding my fingers deep inside me. My breathing quickens as I get more excited. I moan out loud, Hell there is no one home to hear me if I do I think as I start to move my fingers faster. Flicking and fucking myself. I am just about to cum when I hear a loud bang in the house. I freeze. I wonder to myself what I heard. I know I locked the door. That was the first thing I did when hunny left for work. I turn off the water and reach out for my towel. I wrap my hair in it and grab my robe not bothering to dry off. I walk carefully into the living room and see where my purse had feel from the table to the floor. Laughing at myself I walk back into the bathroom to dry my hair. I pull it back in a barrette when I am done and walk into the bedroom to put on my clothes. Still horny as hell I get dressed, dressing for him in the morning, for him to find me in bed all dressed and ready for him. I slip into the black satin nighty that I know he loves and put on the black lacy boy shorts that seem to set off the outfit. I spray some of my Jasmine body spray on my ankles, wrists, back of my knees and my neck. I crawl into bed and finish myself off before falling to sleep. At about 3 am I wake up, feeling fuzzy headed and not knowing why I woke up. I get up and walk into the kitchen to get me a glass of water. I notice the light is on in the den and don't remember leaving it on. I walk towards the den not even going in I reach in a flick off the switch. Now walking by the light over the stove I head back to bed. I hear something behind me and start to turn when I feel hands wrap around me from behind. I scream and the hands instantly tighten on me. My assailant wasn't saying a word. I struggled but he seemed to like it a lot. I could hear his breathing getting heavier as I tried to break free. I thought I had my chance when one hand released me only to come up to my hair. He wound his hand in my hair pulling my head back exposing my neck to his mouth. He bit me, not hard, just enough for me to realize my body was responding to him and his roughness. The arm that was wrapped around me found my nipple and twisted in through the nighty. I gasped loudly and a moan escaped before I could stop it. This encouraged him. I hadn't made it out of the hallway before he grabbed me and he shoved me against the wall. His hand never leaving my hair he pulled my gown off my shoulder and tugged it down my body. He was holding my face against the wall as the satin slipped over my hips and to the floor. I felt his hand on my panties and I winced when he yanked them down, I heard the lace rip. Next thing I know he was against me holding me against the wall with his body as his hands traveled over my nakedness. One hand always lingered on my nipples while the other found my slit. Not saying a word he nudged my legs apart and slipped a finger inside my wetness. Gasping for air from the attack I moaned loudly when his finger slipped inside me first one then two keeping on until he had four fingers inside me. Twisting and pulling on my nipple as he started to finger my wet pussy. I begged him to stop as my body begged for more. He never said a word he just kept assaulting my cunt with his fingers until I couldn't stand it anymore I felt the pressure building and I knew he felt it too. With a final twist of my nipple and a bite on the neck he got what he wanted I came all over his fingers. Waves of pleasure rocked my body as he slowly removed his fingers. His hand in my hair again he turned my face to the side and pushed his fingers into my mouth, I sucked them greedily. When I had sucked all of my stickiness off of his fingers he turned me around roughly and pushed me back against the wall. He kicked my feet apart and his mouth found mine, his hand in my hair pushing my mouth against his. With his free hand he unzipped his pants and let them drop to the floor. I felt his cock rubbing against my belly when he leaned in to kiss me harder. The hand in my hair grabbed one of my wrists and his other hand grabbed the other. He pulled my arms above my head and held both hands in one of his. With his other hand he grabbed my leg at the knee and pulled it off of the floor. I was so wet it didn't take much for him to slide his hard cock inside of me. After a few deep thrusts he released my wrists and grabbed the other leg propping me against the wall as he thrust harder and harder into me. My legs wrapped around him wanting to draw him as deep as I could inside me. My hands found his back and my nails tore at his skin. With each thrust he drove me closer to the edge. With each thrust he crushed me against the wall. His mouth found my nipples and alternated between them sucking hard on my erect nubs. He slowed down and shifted his arms so that my knees were resting over his elbows. This spread me so far open that he was able to thrust deeper inside of my twitching pussy. By now I am beyond begging him to stop now I am begging him to fuck me harder, goading him on, telling him to fuck it good. He never lets up, thrusts after thrust he goes deeper inside of me until I feel like I am going to split apart. Through it all he has never made a sound. His breathing is heavy and I can feel him swell inside me. Picking up the speed on each thrust I am pushed over the edge a second time by him and I scream out that I am cumming. My cunt tightens around his tool and my body starts to shake. Three more deep thrusts and he holds me hard against the wall as he spills himself inside of me. Moving slowly he slides in and out of me a few more times before slipping his cock out of me. Slowly he lowers me to the floor. I sit there in a daze trying to catch my breath when I hear him pull up his pants and he walks away. Before I can get up he is out the door and gone. I numbly retrieve my nighty and put it back on. Searching for my panties and not finding them I give up and go back to bed. Thinking to myself that hunny sure planned that well......or did he? All Alone Sexy wife records a special audio just for her husband. Listen in as she gets explicit and intimate. * * * * * Click Here to listen. (40 min/mp3) * * * * * All Alone in Space and Time Pushing my bike up the steep part of the hill: it's dark and the road is wet but it's not icy. So I can concentrate on the little fantasy that we talked about. I imagine the bed creaking as your wife gets up and you wake up: your mind still foggy with glimpses of blonde hair and long legs. You try and cling on to those images but they vanish the way that dreams do and instead you feel a strange dull excitement in the pit of your stomach, the way you used to feel as a kid, waking up and half remembering something good was planned for that day. You frown and look at the clock. A quarter to seven. Tuesday morning. You grin as you remember and you snuggle back down under the duvet. You remember a deal made with a woman who would be making her way home from work right now. A woman who would be thinking of you as she pushes her voluptuous arse down on her bike saddle as she wends her way through the cold dark English countryside. Your hand has already made its way down to your cock, one step ahead of you with its early morning ardour. You close your eyes and reach out to me with your thoughts as you start to stroke your beautiful cock, grinding the base with the palm of your hand. You push my legs slightly, so that my thighs are parted but my sex is still closed. You run your tongue up and down my lips, not forcing then open, wanting them to swell and open like a carefully nurtured hothouse flower. You make your tongue very wet as you lick up and down slowly; providing the moisture yourself for the moment, knowing you will be paid back handsomely. You continue to lick, with just the tip of your tongue and I feel my heat rise. You cause me to jump when, unannounced, you poke your tongue through and lick my clit, now emerging from its hood. But this is just a tease, a taste of pleasure to come, and content for now, you carry on with your vertical licking. By now though my lips are parting and I try and shift my legs so that I am totally on display for you. You won't let me though and pin my thighs down with your forearms. I feel your tongue slide in between my lips at last and you circle your tongue lazily around my clit, avoiding any more direct contact. You probe with your tongue along the inside of my labia; up and down again. I am wet now and your tongue glides up and down easily; dangerously close to my entrance. I squirm to enable your tongue access, but you hold my legs more firmly, retaining control. I can feel your tongue tracing a figure of eight, cleverly avoiding any contact with my clit or my hole. I can feel my juices flowing now and my sex wide open; begging to be filled with your tongue. I place my hand on your head and grab hold of your short dark hair, applying pressure, trying to guide you. You lift your head up, look at me and shake 'no'. You are trying to look stern, but mostly what I notice is your chin and lips glistening with my juices. You lick your tongue slowly, relishing the taste. I wipe my finger across your chin and enjoy the taste of my own arousal, before taking my hand away and placing both behind my head. You place your head back between my thighs and continue to pleasure me with your dextrous tongue. I sigh and relax back down into the bed. Car headlights wake me up out of my reverie. They blind me momentarily, then dip and I'm left blinking. My hands are cold and I wriggle my fingers to try and get some feeling back into them. My mood interrupted; I think of you snuggled down under your duvet, your hand wrapped around your cock. Stroking it. Thinking of me. Thinking of me thinking of you. Thinking of me thinking of you fucking me with your tongue. I hear your voice in my head; your lovely accent and those little moans you make as you stroke your cock for me. My cunt is on fire and I lean forward on my bike, feeling my engorged clit against the saddle. It feels pleasant, but I know I'm not going to cum this way. What's happening in my head is way hotter. Your tongue doing its circuit on my cunt; my juices coating your face. Still driving me crazy with desire as you lap at me, applying more and more pressure. Just when I think I'm going to explode in a mixture of passion and frustration you suddenly veer off your route and place your lips firmly around my clit and suck hard. My hips buck with the sudden sharp delight of it and I cry out. That feels so good; I push my clit upwards feeling your tongue licking urgently at it. Then your lips release their grip and you kiss your way down to my aching hole. You poise just above for a delicious fraction of a second. I look down at you; catch your glazed, crazed expression as you take a deep breath and plunge in between my thighs. This time you mean business. This is it. No hesitation. No more teasing. With an unerring accuracy, your tongue dives straight into my cunt and your lips bury themselves in mine. You push your tongue in as deep as it will go and I shudder as I feel you fill me. You know it won't take much now and you fuck me relentlessly with your tongue; your nose smashing against my clit. You let my my legs up and I wrap my thighs around your head. Your hands have slid down to my arse and you knead my cheeks roughly. My juices and your saliva have trickled down and I am aware of your thumbs massaging my arse hole. I feel my orgasm approaching and I grip your head harder, focussing all my attention on cumming in your mouth, letting you taste me. Then, just as I'm teetering on the edge, I feel your thumb slide its way into my arse hole. The violent intrusion sends me over the edge, just as you intended, and I clamp my thighs together and my body freezes. My cunt spasms around your tongue and you struggle for breath as my juices flow. Your thumb fucks my arse in time to my shudders and in my mind I see your beautiful cock spurting its hot white spunk. As I get off my bike at the steepest part of my journey I know you've cum now. I know you've cum all wrapped up in your nice warm bed. Stroking your cock thinking of me fucking your face. Hot white sticky cum all over your hand and your belly. Licking it up. Tasting yourself and thinking of tasting me. I climb back on my bike and set off again; freewheeling down the hill, thinking of you climbing out of bed, with that lovely self-satisfied grin on your face. All Alone, Late at Night Curled up on the couch, I wiggle my toes under his leg, trying to divert his attention from his video game. I had given up on reading a half hour ago, but he was so involved with achieving football glory, most of my little ploys were being ignored. "Mike," I say softly. "Hmm?" he asks. "We're alone, you know," I remind him. "The girls are asleep. Keely's out. Do you really want to be playing Madden right now?" I poke him in the thigh with one foot and he glances over at me. I pull my shirt collar to the side and show him the thin blue strap over my shoulder. "Is that . . .?" Mike starts to say. "Come upstairs and find out," I offer, getting up off the couch. Halfway across the living room, I strip off my t-shirt and turn around to face him. A teddy coupled with jeans isn't the sexiest ensemble, but it gets him off the couch. I let Mike catch me in the hallway and push me against the wall. I slap his hands away from the button on my jeans and slide them down my legs slowly myself. Mike tilts his head to watch and I lean in to kiss the exposed side of his neck. I curl my arms around Mike slowly and pull him to me as I tease the soft skin on his neck with my lips. Mike's fingers trace the bare skin of my shoulders and down my back, raising goosebumps as he goes. I stop kissing him long enough to let out a little whimper. "Shhhhhh," Mike hushes me. "You'll wake everyone up." I untangle myself from around him and take his hand, leading him into my bedroom. Closing the door behind us, I push Mike across the room with one finger in the middle of his chest to my bed. Once the backs of Mike's knees hit the mattress, I stop pushing and strip off his shirt, running my nails down his chest to the waist of his shorts. I slip my hands inside Mike's shorts and wrap both of them around the shaft of his cock. Mike closes his eyes and half smiles as I kiss his nipples, nibbling on them gently, and stroke him. "Get on the bed," I whisper. Mike scrambles to the head of the bed and lays back against the pillows, watching as I crawl across the mattress after him. I pull off his shorts and run my tongue up the back of his dick. Mike lets out a short breath and I arch my eyebrow. "Like that?" "Hell, yeah, I like that," he murmurs. I run my tongue around the head of Mike's cock before sliding my mouth down the shaft, taking as much of it as possible down my throat. Teasing the underside of it with my tongue as I suck, I listen to Mike moan, pinning his thrusting hips to the bed with all my strength. Just as Mike is starting to like it a little too much, I stop and kneel up on the bed. I slip my panties off and flick them at him. Mike opens his eyes in time to see me straddling his cock. Mike grabs my hips and lowers me onto his dick. My pussy is wet and hot and he slides in easily. My pussy muscles contracts around the shaft of his dick, squeezing it tight, and I throw my head back, gasping. "Oh, Mike," I moan loudly and start to move. I raise my body up until the head of his cock is the only part of him inside me then arch my back and roll my hips to slide him back inside me. That slow pace only lasts a few minutes before we start to move faster, Mike's hips pounding against me as I grind my clit against his pelvis. I grab the headboard to steady myself, but he speeds up. I can feel my body and the muscles in my pussy start to tighten up and I know I'm going to cum. "Don't stop, Mike. Oh, god, don't stop!" I cry out and cum hard all over his cock. Letting out a short shriek before I clap a hand over my mouth to stifle the sound, I cum again and again, not moving as Mike slams into me. I collapse on top of him when I'm done, moaning softly. Mike pushes me off of him and rolls me onto my belly. Mike pulls my nightie off and reach underneath me to grab my tits. Pulling me onto my knees, he pulls my ass cheeks apart and slams his still-hard cock deep inside my pussy. He fucks me harder now, faster, hurting me deep inside with his dick. Mike twists his hand in my hair and pull my face off the pillow so he can hear me gasp and whimper desperately. With his other hand, Mike teases my ass with his finger. I cum again at his touch, my pussy clenching his dick tighter and tighter until he can't hold out any longer. "God, Angie!" Mike yells. He lets go off my hair and grabs my shoulder so he can bury himself inside me as deep as possible as he cums. Mike cums again and again until his legs give out and he lands on top of me. We both land on the mattress, sweaty, sticky, and out of breath. My pussy tightens and relaxes over and over again, making Mike moan in my ear. I feel his lips on the nape of my neck and I shiver as his breath tickles my skin. "Mike," I groan. 'Oh, yeah," he replies proudly. "No, get off me. I can't breathe," I tell him. Mike pulls out, laughing and rolls off of me, laying on his back next to me. I prop myself up on my elbow and look down at him, smiling. "See? Isn't this better than Madden?" I ask. "I don't know," he says. "It was the Super Bowl." "Get out," I snap, pointing at the door. We both laugh and I curl around him, throwing one arm across his chest. Mike wraps his arms around me and pulls my warm body against himself, kissing me gently on the forehead. All Alone? Not Quite Pt. 01 CH1 The house is dark, I'm alone...I make one last check of the doors, they are locked. I turn off the kitchen light and head down the dark hall to my room. There is a sound...I stop and listen. Nothing. Perhaps the house settling. I shrug it off and take a step. Then an arm lashes around my waist and a hand is over my mouth. My captor is taller than I for I feel his breath high in my hair. He leans into my ear and whispers, "Not a sound, not even a whimper or you will regret it. Understood?" All I can do is nod and pray I make it out of this alive. I smell the leather gloves, like the leather smell of car upholstery. His hand slides from my mouth to my neck. Gently, he wraps his fingers around my neck as if to emphasize his point, and my vulnerability. I nod again to show I get it. I can almost feel his smile. The hand moves lower to the cleavage of my lace poet shirt I sleep in. He cups my breast, tenderly. My mind is telling me fight and run, my body is telling me let it happen. He squeezes my breast and my pulse quickens. Then he teases my nipple with one finger...it hardens in response. He pinches my nipple and I fight to not cry out. He leans into my neck and kisses it, licking along my collarbone. How can this feel so good? He begins to walk, pulling on my nipple as if leading me. We're headed to my bedroom and I can hear metal clinking in his pocket. My thoughts race wildly. CH 2 When we enter my room, I know that he had to have been in here after I finished my shower. There are four sets of handcuffs, two attached to the posts at the head of the bed and two to the foot posts. I don’t have time to wonder, though, as he throws me to the bed and quickly gets on top of me. He grabs my wrist to cuff it to the bed and I struggle. Big mistake. He catches both wrists in one hand and once more wraps his fingers over my mouth and bends in close. “Do NOT ever fight me,” he hisses. The fury in his eyes is enough to still me. He finishes cuffing my wrists and moves down to cuff my ankles. I’m spread-eagled and bound on my own bed. Then a new fear takes hold as I see the knife in his hand. Oh dear god, please help me! He traces the blade from my chin down my breastbone. I wait for the plunge of the cold steel, crying silently. Instead he slashes open my nightshirt and I release my breath. I can hear a soft chuckle from him as he realizes my relief. “No, I’m not here to kill you…I won’t hurt you if you don’t make me,” he whispers. I feel the blade again as he runs it down my abdomen. He slices through the legs of my panties and pulls them away. I hear the thud of the knife when he tosses it to the carpet. I feel a little more relieved to know it is no longer in his hands. He stands beside the bed and looks down at me. The room is dark with only a little moonlight filtering through the slats of the blinds. I see he has a ski mask, the kind with openings for only the eyes and mouth. He smiles as a victor would smile over his defeated. He reaches down and pulls a pillowcase off of one pillow. He wraps it around my head as a blindfold. CH 3 Now I cannot move, I cannot see so I strain to hear. I can hear my own heartbeat and for a second it is the only sound as it pounds madly in my chest. Then I hear breathing, his and mine. I feel his leather clad hands on my body. Both hands massaging and squeezing my breasts. He teases my nipples so that they are raised to their fullest extent. I fight back a moan of pleasure. I will not let him know that he is affecting me this way. But my body betrays me and he chuckles softly. He continues to play with my breasts with one hand as the other moves lower between my legs. Instinctively I try to close my legs, but the cuffs won’t allow it. I hear his breathing stop for a second as he notices that my pussy is shaved. The bed moves as he climbs between my legs. I feel a hand spread my pussy open. I toss my head, and blush deeply. A strange man touching and looking at me so intimately…dear god! He takes a finger of his free hand and circles my clit lightly. My hips buck involuntarily. A soft laugh, “soon, darling, soon” I blush deeper, torn between embarrassment and want. He continues to circle my clit, I can feel the warmth beginning to emanate from my pussy and I know I’m getting wet. He lightly brushes over my clit and I jump again. He does this a few more times and each time my body reacts. I realize that I am holding my breath, anticipating his next move. Doesn’t work. I jump in surprise as I feel a leather finger slowly inserted in my now dripping pussy. I squeeze my eyes shut in an attempt to deny that I am so turned on and wanting more. CH 4 His finger moves in and out slowly, I can hear my wetness with each stroke. I am trembling, but not from fear. His weight shifts on the bed. Then, help me, I feel his tongue on my clit. Oh it is so wonderful! I fight against desire, but the increasing moisture between my legs is a dead giveaway. He licks at my clit like a cat lapping milk. His finger maintains its slow movements and then he inserts a second finger. I can feel the orgasm beginning. I don’t want to cum, I don’t want him to know that he has that power over me. Doesn’t matter anyway because he abruptly stops. I feel his fingers withdraw and know an emptiness that needs desperately to be filled. The bed moves again and I hear cloth over flesh. He removes his shirt and I hear shoes hit the floor. Then I hear his pants and their curious metal clink join the shoes. He returns between my legs. “You seem to enjoy this,” he taunts. There is no way to deny that. His fingers return to stroking in and out and I feel his tongue again teasing my clit. I try to buck harder against him, to increase the pressure I need to reach climax. But the cuffs won’t give enough to make that possible. Then I feel him lick his tongue up my body, between my breasts, up my neck to my mouth. He kisses me deeply, his tongue dancing on mine as it did my clit. I smell myself on his mask, I taste my essence on his lips. This only inflames me more. Then I am aware of more sensations. His hair brushing against my aching nipples, his hands moving over my ribs, his legs are strong and pin mine effectively, and I can feel the head of his cock gently pressing against my labia. CH 5 I realize that I no longer wish to fight him. I want him. I want him to slide his cock in me and fuck me deep and hard. I want to feel his hands grip my hips and pull me closer to him. I want to feel his cum pour into me. As if he reads my mind, he breaks off the kiss. His mouth dances over my neck and then over my breasts. First licking and nibbling one nipple, then moving to the other. He is moving his hips against mine so that the head of his cock rubs my clit. I let out a low moan, and then become aware that he has stopped. That low chuckle again. Where it was scary and almost irritating before, now it has a sexy, erotic tone to me. “I knew I could make you mine,” he whispers. I know that he has done just that. I know that I will not be calling 911, I know that I could never turn him in for this. This is no longer rape. There is no violence in this act. This is pure passion and desire manifesting in a wonderful, sensual way. I arch my back as an invitation for him to continue. I know he is smiling at my surrender, but I don’t care. He slides back down my body, and again his hands are between my legs. He moves his fingers through my wetness, not completely inserting them again as I wish he would. My head is tossing and I move as much as the cuffs will give, trying to slide his fingers deep into me. It is no good. Once he is finished collecting my juices on his fingers, I feel him press against my asshole. No way! I have never let anyone ever even get close to that! I stiffen my body in protest. “This will feel better if you relax,” he tells me. CH 6 I take a deep breath and force my body to relax. He uses one finger on his other hand to stroke my pussy lips, helping me relax further. I feel kisses on my thighs and he makes a soft shushing sound that I find calming. Again his finger presses against my asshole and the tip of it slides in. I feel my muscles begin to tighten again and again I force myself to relax. He slides more of his finger in, this time I remain relaxed and it is actually feeling good. He shifts position and inserts a finger into my pussy again. He starts licking and sucking on my clit as his fingers piston in and out of both my pussy and my ass. I am loving this, I begin moaning and writhing. I feel my orgasm building deep within me. I pray he doesn’t stop this time. He curls the finger in my pussy so that he is also stroking my G-spot. That’s all it takes. I begin to shake and cum uncontrollably. He doesn’t let up. He continues to finger fuck both of my holes and sucking my clit. I’m crying from sheer ecstasy. I arch off the bed, wave after wave of my orgasm claiming my body. I try not to scream, biting my bottom lip. He slows his motions enough to allow me to breathe. “That was just the warm up, my dear, “ he breathes heavily. CH 7 My mind whirls as I try to understand that he is not finished with me. His weight shifts on the bed again. He moves out from between my legs and is beside me. The bed bounces with his motions and my breasts do too. I get the keen sense that he enjoys watching that. I feel his legs move against my ribs. Then I feel something warm and wet beside my face. He grasps my head and turns it towards him. I realize that he is positioning us so that I can suck his cock which is already dripping pre cum. I stick out my tongue to catch it and find the taste arousing. He moans as he watches this. I open my mouth and he slides his cock in. It is large and thick. My jaw aches as I am forced to open it wider. He holds the back of my head so that it is up enough to be comfortable. He starts to thrust his hips and pull on my head. I moan around his cock. I feel myself getting warm and wet again. “That’s right, baby, suck my cock like that,” he almost growls. He uses his free hand to stroke my cheek, my neck, and back to my breasts. I swirl my tongue over the head of his cock. I know he likes that by the way he sucks in his breath sharply. I feel his balls against my cheek with each inward thrust. They are warm and feel heavy. He thrusts faster, deeper… almost causing me to gag. He pinches my nipple hard as if that will stop his pending orgasm. His cock in my mouth stifles my scream. He stops thrusting and pulls his cock out. “Damnit, you’re good…almost too good. I don’t want to cum yet though.” His breathing is rapid and heavy. I smile inwardly, happy that I can have the same effect on him as he had on me earlier. All Alone? Not Quite Pt. 02 CH 8 He moves off the bed. I hear that strange metal clink again and my curiosity is almost overwhelming. He licks and nibbles at my nipple, then I feel something clamping around it. There is a strange mixture of pain and pleasure. He does the same with my other nipple. I can feel a cold metal chain now between my breasts and realize this is the strange sound I heard as we were walking. Then he teases my clit with his tongue again, making it hard, and something is clamped around it as well. I can tell the chain between my breasts connects to the clamp on my clit. How strangely erotic it feels! He tugs the chain gently. I moan deeply. He seems pleased with my reaction and positions himself between my legs again. I feel him stroke the head of his cock on my pussy lips. I am so ready for this. I have long since passed wanting to needing. He slowly pushes forward, allowing only the head of his cock to penetrate. I want to beg him for more, but there is still a small part of me that will not allow that. This man invaded my home, he holds me against my will (ok, maybe not really so much anymore) but there is a part of me that cannot totally surrender. He thrusts a little deeper, working more of his cock in me with each stroke. I cannot raise my hips to meet him, the cuffs bite into my ankles when I strain against them. Then his need becomes too much to bear and he pushes himself completely into me. Oh yes! This is so damn good! He slowly pulls out and pushes back in. I feel his balls meet my ass. I feel his hands holding my upper thighs. My pussy gets wetter with every stroke of his cock.* CH 9 We fuck this way for what feels like forever. I can hear his breathing, ragged and strained, and know that he is trying to hold back. He wants to prolong these sensations. His hands roam my body. His fingers circle the tops of my nipples. I moan with pleasure. My heart feels as if it is trying to pound its way out of my chest. He tugs on the chain, pulling my nipples and my clit simultaneously. My moans become louder. He increases his pace, thrusting faster. “Yes, baby,” he moans to me. I begin to see bright colors behind my eyelids. I know that he will have me cumming again very soon. His hands grip my hips, lifting them slightly and he begins to pound his cock into my pussy. I know he is losing control of his orgasm. The thought sends me over the edge. I begin to cum, my pussy sucking at his cock, contracting around its hardness. The bright colors flashing and turning white. He thrusts deep and explodes within me. His moans of pleasure echo off my bedroom walls. He holds himself in me after his orgasm subsides. He seems to be fighting for air as I am doing the same. I feel the chain between my breasts rise and fall with my attempts to breathe normally. He leans over me and kisses me. Not so much with passion, but there is emotion in it, an emotional connection that cannot be denied. He withdraws and gets off the bed. I hear metal clink again. This time it is the keys to the cuffs as he unlocks my wrists and ankles. I am free but do not move. I am not afraid; I know there is no malice in him towards me. CH 10 He moves to the head of the bed and gently removes my blindfold. I blink, allowing my eyes to adjust. He carefully, lovingly, removes the clamps from my breasts and clit. He sits on the bed and reaches to the nightstand. He switches on my lamp and I see him in the light for the first time. He is smiling and there is something familiar about his mouth. He removes one glove then the other. I raise up and prop on one elbow. He slowly raises his mask and the handsome face is revealed to me. I smile broadly as I look into the eyes of my captor, my lover, my best friend. This is the man I have loved for so long. This is the man I will love forever. His smile matches mine as he joins me in the bed. He pulls the blankets protectively around my shoulders and pulls me to his chest. He kisses my forehead and the tip of my nose. We cling to one another and fall into a contented slumber.