He tossed me face-first onto the bed, knocking the breath out of me momentarily. By the time I could raise myself from the mattress, his naked body was on top of me, pressing me back down into the smooth fabric of the sheets. I bolted at the feel of his cock against my buttocks, and he laughed as he pinned my wrists to the bed and rubbed it against me.
“Noooo...” I pleaded, trying to squirm away from the firmly muscled body surrounding me on all sides. “Please, leave me alone!”
“Sssh, we've only just begun,” he hissed in my ear, as he kissed a trail from my nape down my shoulder. “You've got a body that was made to be fucked...often...and hard. Until I do just that, I'm not letting you go.”
I shook my head, and suddenly I was relieved of his weight from my back. The respite was all too brief, however, as he flipped me onto my back and easily caught my wrists as I tried to push away from him. Looking into his face, I saw an expression that made my belly clench in fear – the stare of a man in the grip of animal lust. A man who knew he had time enough to satisfy his carnal desires in a leisurely manner, without interruption. I watched him leering at my nakedness, and felt my breath catch as he lowered his face to mine and captured my mouth in a searing kiss.
He forced my lips open and swept his tongue into my mouth, tasting of the wine he had been drinking earlier. I moaned against this invasion, barely conscious of the way he shifted both my wrists into one hand while the other found one of my breasts and began kneading it in time with his probing tongue.
When he finally lifted his head, I lay gasping and embarrassed at the feel of his hand continuing to mould my breast; when he took my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it so that it hardened, his grin brought tears to my eyes.
“Please...stop...” I breathed, as he shifted and brought his head down on my other nipple. I felt him draw it into the warmth of his mouth and the rasp of his tongue as he licked the rosy flesh. Despite myself, I could feel the slow ribbons of heat threading through my body as he teased me for his pleasure. By the time he transferred his attentions to my other breast, there was no need for his restraining hand on my wrists, for I lay in a haze of arousal as he kissed and licked his way downwards towards my pussy.
I had closed my eyes as he made his downward journey, but snapped them open as I felt first one knee, then another, push between my legs. In one practised movement, he had spread my thighs, holding them wide so that my pussy was fully exposed to his gaze, and even as I started to protest, his fingers were spreading my labia, uncovering the opening through which he slipped a finger into me once again.
“So wet already,” he chuckled, sliding his finger against my inner walls. “But still tight...don't tell me, no one's ever fingered you either?”
I turned my head from his leering eyes, unable to bear the tone of supreme assurance in his voice. I clutched at the sheets as I felt him pushing another finger into me, ignoring my exclamation of protest. Tears fell from my eyes as he slid his fingers back and forth inside me, initiating my body to his rough play.
If only I could get away, my mind screamed, as I writhed against his hand. But it was impossible, I knew, remembering that my passport and documentation were in his keeping. I was completely in his hands, figuratively and literally, and there would be no escape from his plans for my body. The realization made me cry out, snapping me back to the present.
“Uhhhnn...please...ohhh, please...nooo...”
“Easy does it, baby....relax,” he crooned, slowing his strokes. “When I put my cock inside you...this will seem like nothing...”
“No,” I breathed, needing to protest even though I knew it was an exercise in futility. “Please...ohhh...anything but that, sir...please...”
“You do realize,” he said, pulling his fingers out from my aching passage, “That you're in no position to ask for anything, right? I'll put my cock inside you if I want to, and yes, I do want to...but first...you're going to come for me.”
As he spoke, I felt him spreading my labia even more, so that my clit was fully exposed. Soon, his warm breath was fanning the sensitive skin, and then he was drawing it into his mouth, sucking softly on it. I jolted beneath him, the shock of sensation running across nerves stretched to breaking, and exploding inside my brain. He teased it with the tip of his tongue, rasping over it again and again. I bent my knees and dug my heels into the bed as he gripped my wrists, trapping me against his mouth as he wreaked havoc on my senses.
Gradually, I began to realize that my body was crying out for release from the sensual torture. I tossed my head wildly as I fought against the orgasm building inside me with every slow stroke of his tongue. When he forced his fingers into my passage once again, I screamed at the added assault on my senses, and yet I spread myself even wider – as much to welcome the steady strokes as to ease the discomfort of those same strokes filling and emptying my secret places.
"Come on in, Peter," Laura Rogers said with a big smile, "how was school today, dear ?"
"Pretty good, Mrs. Rogers," the eighteen year old replied quickly, "but I was so excited about our session, my mind wasn't really on my studies."
"How sweet of you to say that," Laura answered while kissing the young lad on the cheek, "now be a good boy and show me your penis." Hurriedly Peter unbuckled his belt and shoved his jeans and boxer shorts down around is ankles, letting his semi hard penis bounce free from its cotton prison. "My, my, Peter," Laura Rogers whispered in a very husky voice, "you have a beautiful pecker, I could just suck you for hours."
"Thank you ma'am," the young man said thickly as the fifty year old matron gently stroked his rapidly expanding erection, "a-are you really gonna suck me ?"
"Do you want me to suck you ?" she asked softly as a drop of precum hung from the end of his big hard pecker.
"Oh yes, please," he moaned, "I feel like I'm going to burst."
While still masturbating him softly she asked, "Tell me, Peter, how often do you masturbate ? I'm sure that a hard young cock like this needs and awful lot of attention."
"Oh, yes," he moaned, "I-I do it at least twice a day, in the morning before school and at night after I go to bed."
"Mmmmm, that sounds so sexy," she sighed while fisting his big head, "what do you think about when you're jerking your big cock ?"
"Uh, I usually think about a girl at school," he replied softly.
"Which one, dear, what's her name ?" Laura asked.
"Becky Gaines," he managed to moan, "s-she's incredibly beautiful."
"Have you ever taken her out ?" Laura asked.
"Oh, no," he answered quickly, "she'd never go out with me."
"Why not ?" Laura asked, "I'm sure if she ever saw your big cock she's just fall in love with you."
"I-I don't know about that," he stammered, "she's awful stuck on herself."
"Do you know what she'd do if she were here right now ?" Laura asked softly.
"No," he gasped, "what would she do ?"
"Well," the old woman replied under her breath, "I think she'd do this," as she dropped her head and took him into her warm wet mouth.
"Oh, yes," he hissed through clenched teeth, "that feels incredible, oh, oh, right there, just under the tip of my dick, oh yeah, right there, mmmmmmmm, yesss." If there was one thing that Laura Rogers adorned, it was having a young hard cock or a cute teenage vagina for her to suck on, and Peter had one of the biggest cocks she had ever sucked. Even though he wasn't physically imposing, in fact she guessed he only weighed one hundred forty five pounds or so, she figured at least half of his bulk was centered in his big hard pecker. She always measured her boys just to see how they compared, and Peter's nine and a half inch bone was right at the top of the list, and even though he was extremely highly sexed, after three months of once a week sessions, he was finally able to allow her to suck him for extended periods of time without blowing his nut in the first minute. And although he had gained a modicum self control over these past months, he was still just a young boy as far as sex was concerned, and now without warning, his whole body stiffened as a gusher of hot cum jetted into the throat of the cocksucking middle aged bitch.
"How did that feel, Peter ?" she asked softly while kissing the head of his still hard erection, "it tasted just wonderful."
"Oh, gosh, Mrs. R," he panted, "you know just how to do me, I don't think anything could ever feel that great."
Chuckling softly under her breath, Laura Rogers asked softly, "Do you think I'm better than Becky ?"
"She's just a fantasy," he replied as the tension in his grow began to grow anew.
"I'm sure that she is, but if she were here right now, what would you do to her ?" Laura asked teasingly.
"I guess that I'd fuck her," Peter replied, "I'd love to get on top and just ride her."
SEX WITH SUNITA
By: Gagan
Reading stories at ISS has made me very horny.some of the stories really sound real. I would infact like to share one of the experiences which came all the way to me few years back.Sunita my maid servant was amongst few who can be really termed sexy. Silently i had always desired to eat her up. She was approximately that of my age. Her body contour is unforgettable. Unlike other maids she used to remain neat and tidy. An aroma of hers delighted me and charged my sexual desires whenever she happened to cross. The opportunity was long awaited. She used to reside with her old mother at our residence. Her father and brother were out in the village. Every day she used to do all the house hold jobs and relax in the evening. She used to sleep in our drawing room with her mother.I was then 24 and always tried to flurt with her. Her cheeks were chubby, boobs firm and round about 36 C ,nipples pointing through her kameez with a black rim of areola sometimes visible through the dress. She seemed to be sexually experienced as apparent by her gestures. I never had an opportunity to talk on this topic but craved for her always. Finally the day came when all the desires had to be fulfilled. Some of the family friends had visited us that day and my parents had been out with them to return late at night.Fortunately that day the mother of Sunita went to bed early for she was tired after her days work. Now, it was Sunita who had to feed me before going to bed. As usual I was very hungry that day. I asked her to give me the food which I ate quickly for I wanted to make full use of the opportunity and compelled her to eat also. She finally retired in the room besides her mother. I motioned her to come to the other room which she hesitantly accepted. As soon as she was in I locked the door from inside but didn’t touch her. I wanted her to show some willingness before starting anything. I took her one hand in mine and caressed it. She tried to pull it back on the pretence that her mother will wake up. I consoled and relaxed her by telling that I will take care. I could not resist holding her chubby cheeks and kissing them. Her lips were tantalizing hot as they parted to my touch. The quiver was but natural. I started sucking on them like a child who sucks on the ice cream stick.
She struggled to free herself once and then willful participation seemed apparent . Her eyes were closed lips parted and she was holding my head. ‘Jor se …aaur jor se’ she said. My kisses went frantic starting from her face ,neck and then finding her cleavage tumbling on her boobs, my hand massaging her shoulders stopped suddenly at her back where the hooks of her sameej lay. Slowly they were undone. Her hands had found the right spot . She was now stroking my almost 7 inch tall dick inside the pant. The pant was tented. Her chest was heaving and the breasts gyrating. I pulled her in my arms and pinned her down on the floor so that no extra bed sounds could emanate. She was writhing in ecstasy . I could not take away my eyes from her horny boobs which were clenched in the tight bra. The bra strap was let loose and the horny boobs seem to jump off the cups. The scene was irresistible. My mouth automatically encircled them and the tongue caressed the black mound driving her wilder. She started kissing me frantically as I was busy with the boobs sucking and kneading . The moment was so enjoying that it is difficult to describe. She was not letting my head go, strongly fixing it on her boobs. I changed to the other one knowing that she wanted it more and prolonged. ‘ maza a raha hai “ I asked . She nodded her head in yes without uttering a word. She was enjoying every moment of it . I pulled down on her caressing her belly button with my tongue , my hands still working on her boobs . Ultimately she mad a big Moan “” which I liked very much. Suddenly she stood up forced me down and climbed upon
Me. Taking the full size dick in her hands she started to slurp it with the tongue. It was now my turn to moan. The brains could hardly think about any thing except sex. Her tongue climbed down the shaft having started from the small smiling eye above to the balls below. Sucking frantically on the balls she made my body with in ecstasy. Such a marvelous cock sucking is hard to find .She was sucking on my balls and eying on my facial expression which was driving her wild too. It was ultimately that I couldn’t resist and pulled her up. I pulled down her salwar to leave her stark naked. I climbed on her back, my dick resting in between the folds of her bum. I licked down to her bum in between the cleft where my tongue found the black ring. I parted her buttock and licked on the dark anal ring which send sizzling impulses through her nerves. I didn’t want to unload at this stage of foreplay. Now it was my turn to climb upon her . She urged me to remove the clothes which I finally did. Her eyes were feasting on my nude figure and finally came to rest on the full blown dick pointing towards the target. She parted her legs giving me an open invitation. The mound of hair in between her thighs attracted my tongue to discover her g spot. I blew at the labia licking the pink and firm clit coming down to the crevice down below before entering in the tunnel of ultimate joy. Her juices were flowing and drenching the ground below. My saliva added to the natural lubricant. She started sizzling and crying in ecstacy. “,, and so on and so forth. The whole room was laden with sex aroma. “Ghusa do, ghusa do” she pleaded. “Itni Jaldi” I asked . “ab bardasht nahin hota” she was pulling my hands to climb her and start the final game. It was the order which has to be obeyed or it can lead to frustrations sometimes. The call of the lady must be attended. I mounted her guiding my pole through the tunnel of love and joy. Her hips started on with slow choreographed churning movement. She was trying to churn out the utmost joy. The joy of sexual intercourse cannot be described the way it is experienced. We were dipped and drowned in sex. It seemed as if we were riding in heavens. Sunita was holding me tight with her hands and legs as my piston was moving too and fro. Which each stroke a wave of ecstasy crossed her face . Her breasts synchronized with the motion. Her fingers clawed on my back sometimes caressed my nipples which sent ripples of joy through my nerves. ‘jor se maro naa, aur jor see,. She was uttering in between and I was responding to her commands. It was almost one and half hour since we started the game. As the game progressed it was more and more satisfying. I sucked on her breasts in turn and kissed her. The aroma of her armpit was all the time driving me crazy and horny. I used to lick her cleanly shaven armpit in between. The motion continued and the journey seemed endless. Suddenly she cried in ecstasy, her hips jumped “” she came almost explosively. I held her arms by the side and frantically started kissing her as the pressure in my balls increased. My cum was ready to flow . The thumping motion increased . The balls continued to tickle the vaginal entrance. The thick flesh meat was burning like fire ready to shoot. She was holding me very tight now preparing to come second time and it happened that we both exploded simultaneously. I pulled out the dick and shoved between her boobs. The stream of white milk splattered on her face neck and nipples. She started licking and devouring the cum. I kissed her deep to the throat and tasted my own cum.I was still moving my hands on her nipples. She opened her eyes to admire the player. A sweet smile ran across as she lifted up, dressed, kissed me and left. Kindly send your feedback on gaganpreet29@yahoo.com
(Author's Note: Am cutting the story into chapters, since I'm not sure about posting limits. Hopefully, all the better to keep everyone reading...)
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It had been a good day, I reflected, as I let the hot water gushing from the shower soothe my aching back. The boss had won the contract that had cost our office staff a week of late nights; needless to say, he was extremely pleased that he had closed the deal inside the week he had allotted for it.
The best part was that, having closed the deal, he seemed to be in no hurry to fly back home from Hong Kong, preferring to spend our remaining time in a rare break from the pressures of the office. Of course, being the corporation president had its privileges - that he would share such things with me, his executive assistant barely out of the probation period, was a wonderful thing.
Of course, he made me work hard for the generous paycheck I received every month. Keeping his office and personal life running smoothly was no picnic, with all the projects he was involved with. From the moment we had arrived in Hong Kong, I was as much concierge as business assistant, arranging an entire itinerary of plant inspections, dinners at clubs, courtesy gifts for wives and mistresses.
So to be finally alone in the luxurious suite I had booked for our stay was sheer heaven after the whirlwind pace of the past four days. Our new business partners had invited the boss for dinner, and while the invitation extended to include me as well, I declined with a smile and the excuse that made it clear that I understood tonight's affair would be a male-only event.
Once the men had left, I was like a child in a toy store. I moved quickly into my bedroom, where I kicked off my heeled shoes and stripped out of my business uniform before making my way to the shower. There was time now to enjoy the scented toiletries, the creamy soap that felt like satin on my skin and the shampoo with the delicate fragrance of white orchids.
Stepping out of the shower booth, I wrapped myself in the thick terrycloth robe, its soft folds warming my skin from the neck down to my ankles. I was planning on ordering room service, looking forward to sampling the hotel's excellent roast duck without having to leave the comforts of my room. I was drying my hair with one of the towels as I stepped out of the bathroom into the soft light of my bedroom, and thus was caught completely unaware by the sound of a familiar voice.
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"You certainly clean up nice."
"Sir!" I gasped, abruptly releasing the towel so that it pooled into a white cotton heap on the carpet. "You startled me...I thought you were out."
"I thought I'd surprise you," he said, and a frisson of unease ran down my back as I realized he'd been drinking. "Looks like I'm the one who got the surprise."
He looked at me with a pleasant enough expression, but it was as if he was stripping the bathrobe from me with his eyes. The unease I was feeling intensified as I also realized that not only was he in my bedroom, but like me, was also clad in nothing more than the hotel bathrobe.
"I figured, why go out to a hostess club, with the others," he said, padding across the floor to where I stood, frozen by his presence, "When I've got a perfectly lovely young woman right here?"
"Sir...I think you've had too much to...OH!"
"Julia, I must say that the table looks absolutely divine." gushed her good friend Minerva.
"I second that motion," Abra rejoined enthusiastically, "I don't know how you do it, but every time I eat here it's like dining at The Rainbow Room." Julia took her seat at the head of the table as her three dinner companions took theirs, that being Abra, Minerva, and last but certainly not least, Rhonda, who of course every one called Roni. As was their usual custom, they were all dressed up for their once a month dinner party! "So, Julia," Abra asked, "what's on the menu for this evening ?"
"Are you referring to the dinner menu or dessert ?" Julia replied with a laugh.
"Either one or both," Abra retorted.
"Well then," Julia responded, "I guess I'll answer both of your questions, for dinner it's poached salmon with almonds, and for dessert, it's, well let me show you, Mia darling, you may start bringing in the dinner." All of the eyes at the table turned to see who was coming through the kitchen door.
"Oh, my," Roni gasped, "s-she's beautiful, where on earth did you find her ?"
The object of Roni's question pushed a serving cart to the edge of the table and began placing tossed salads in front of each of the diners. Mia continued around the table until everyone was served and then asked, "Do you need anything else, Miss Julia ?"
"Not until the main course, dear," Julia replied, "you can go into the kitchen and get everything set up."
"Very good, ma'am," the young girl replied, "just call if you need me !"
After she had left the room, the three ladies all turned to Julia and began asking all sorts of questions all at once, until finally Julia raised her hand and said, "Hold it, one at a time, we have all evening, take it easy."
Minerva was the first to speak and asked, "Good lord, how old is she ? She looks so young."
"Eighteen," she just graduated from high school," Julia shot back.
"Where did you ever find her ?" asked Roni, "Girls like her don't grow on trees."
"Actually, I met her at the bank, she was applying for a job and I offered her a better one," Julia replied.
Then finally, Abra asked the evenings most pertinent question, "Is she as tasty as she looks."
All Julia said was, "Better."
After Mia had cleared away the all of the dishes, the four women retired to the library, which was windowless, and of course sound proof. After taking their seats in large comfortable chairs, Mia came into the room and waited next to Julia for further instructions. "Would any of you care to as Mia any questions ?" Julia asked the rest of the group.
"I would," Abra said quickly, "Mia, do you always wear just a bra and panties around the house ?"
"No, ma'am," she replied softly, "most of the time Miss Julia keeps me naked !"
"Are you a virgin ?" Roni asked, "I mean with a man ?"
"No, I've had sex with boys before, but I like women better," the young girl replied softly.
"What are you measurements ?" Minerva questioned next.
"Um, about 34b-22-34," Mia answered quickly.
"Do you always trim you pussy ?" asked Roni.
"Not usually, but tonight I am wearing panties and I didn't want my hair to show," she said a matter of factly.
Now very quietly Abra asked in a husky voice, "If I lifted my dress, would you orally satisfy me ?"
"Of course," the young woman said calmly, "I'd love to take you in my mouth." Abra looked over to Julia who simply nodded her head in the affirmative, indicating that the young lady's mouth was hers to use as she pleased.