Wanton Wife

Evie tilted her head back enjoying the hot spray of water over her body. She lathered up, paying special attention to her perky tits and smooth vulva. She wanted to be fresh and clean when Pat got home. She was horny and just wanted him to fuck her senseless. Stepping out of the shower she dried off and wrapped her wet hair in a towel. She was impatient for Pat to get home. Her pussy was already dripping and she slipped a finger inside herself to taste her own juices. So sweet. She was combing out her damp hair when she heard the front door open and grinned wickedly at the thought of her husband coming upstairs to her. Hearing Pat’s tread on the stairs she stepped into the door way with a come hither stare and Pat drank her in, reveling in the voluptuous, nay Rubenesque, curves of her body. A beautiful sight indeed.

Before she could get a word out of her mouth he was kissing her roughly, then slowly, holding her tightly against him, wrinkling his suit. She pressed against his shoulders trying to get his suit jacket off so she could undress the rest of him, but he wasn’t having it. He walked her backwards until she was pinned between him and the edge of the bed. “No…I don’t have time to take my suit off. Instead, you’re going to suck my cock and then I want to fuck you, just like the good little slut you are for me.” Evie shuddered and gave him a once over, appreciating the sharp cut of his suit and gave a playful tug on his tie. “Yes, Mr. Fredricks, anything you say Sir,”

Immediately they had dropped themselves into a role play of slutty secretary getting fucked by her boss, no matter that the setting was wrong or that Evie was already naked. Mr. Fredricks pushed Evie down onto the bed so she was sitting almost at eye level with the bulge in his pants. “Well, what are you waiting for? Take it out and suck it,” he growled at her. Evie grinned and took her time undoing his belt, making him wait just a teeny bit longer before she freed his cock and wrapped her plump lips around the head of it and sucked it down hard right into her throat and swallowed for him. He groaned and pulled back a little before resting his hands on the sides of her face and began thrusting again, letting her swallow each time he slid down her throat. It only took a minute or so before he was ready to come, but he wanted to fuck her before he did. “Stand up and bend over.”

Evie hurried to comply with his request wanting his cock inside of her as badly as he needed to put it there. He pushed her further down than she had bent and slipped his cock into her wet, tight pussy gritting his teeth as she fluttered her muscles around him. Then he fucked her hard and furious. Evie knew if she didn’t catch up with his need he’d come without her so she reached down and began to rub her clit in not so gentle circles and moaned feeling him sliding in and out of her so close. Her hips began to buck in time with his as they both rushed to an orgasm that would leave them both breathless. It hit Evie out of the blue and she cried out her body frozen as Pat fucked her through the orgasm she was having and into the beginnings of a second one before he lost control and slammed his hips against hers as his own orgasm overtook him.

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Learning to Submit

Sir yanked her forward across his knees and hiked her skirt up and her panties down and began to spank her ass hard and fast. She was in trouble again for her smart mouth and he didn’t care whether she was sorry or not right this second. Her ass was quickly peppered with hand prints and she had begun to cry quietly to herself. Despite the tears, her cunt was soaking wet and he stroked it gently making her shudder, before sliding her off his lap and onto the floor.

Hastily she assumed a most submissive position on her knees with her body been towards him almost as if in worship. He nodded approvingly at this, although she could not see him. “That’s the third time today you decided to run your smart mouth. Next time you do it your punishment will be more than just a severe spanking. Do you understand?” She nodded her head and spoke just above a whisper, “Yes, Sir.” “Good. Now you’ve taken your spanking like a good girl, but we’re not done. I want you to go get your journal and you will write one hundred times, ‘I will not be smart with Sir’ and your handwriting had better be neat and legible.”

She stifled a groan at this as she hated writing lines, but right now she knew better than to say a word or he would double her lines and she’d miss any chance of getting back into his good graces. After some time had passed and her lines were written she presented the journal to Sir so that he may examine her work. “There, that’s what I wanted from you. Now come here Kitten and sit with me.” She cuddled up next to him, her ass still smarting and her still wishing for a good hard fuck that she knew she wasn’t getting. He idly petted her hair while half watching a program on TV and it would appear that they were the picture of domestic bliss.

“Kitten, would you like some cream?” She giggled and slid off the couch to kneel at his feet and he nodded at her. Happily she unbuckled his pants and pushed his boxers aside to get to his cock; she licked her lips and then licked his cock, treating it like a lollipop and getting it good and wet before taking him into her mouth. She sucked gently hollowing out her cheeks for the best suction and gradually worked her way down the length of his cock as close as she could to taking him into her throat. He watched her through dark eyes, a half smile on his lips and ran his fingers through her hair. “Good girl.”

Quickly his fingers clenched into her hair, holding her tightly as he began to fuck her face driving his cock deeper into her mouth with every stroke. Kitten did her best to relax for him and focused on keeping her breathing steady. Sir pulled his cock almost all the way out of her mouth and moving slowly, slid back inside, pushing further and further this time until he felt her submit completely as he pushed into her throat. “Swallow.” She did so twice and was trying to pull away so she could get some air. He allowed this; after all one did not wish to break their toys. His grip in her hair loosened, but he never let go continuing to fuck her gently, letting her lick and suck as he did so. He tried to maintain a steady paced even as his impending orgasm approached, but when Kitten moaned around his cock, all bets were off.

Sir began to thrust quickly, his rhythm faltering while Kitten plied her tongue and lips to get the cream she so desperately wanted. He was rapidly losing control and let his grip on her hair go completely, his hips rocking back and forth. Kitten made another noise that vibrated along the length of his hardness and he groaned softly. “That’s my girl. You swallow every drop, you understand?” His voice was slightly strained and Kitten nodded affirmatively never taking her eyes from his as she sucked and licked and played with his cock in her mouth. A quiet rushing sensation filled his head and he shoved his hips forward one final time as he began to shoot jets of his hot come into Kittens mouth. She almost couldn’t swallow fast enough to keep up, but she did and every drop went straight into her belly. She loved the taste of him, of his come, and slowly pulled her lips from his cock to tell him so. He laughed softly and sank back onto the couch while she knelt there at his feet, her head resting on his thigh. They enjoyed a long moment of companionable silence before she spoke, with a giggle in her voice. “Thank you for the cream, Sir.” He laughed and pulled her up against him for a kiss. “Anytime you like Kitten. You’re becoming such a good girl for Sir.”

Pounding

Brandon felt warm hands squeeze his ass and sighed with pleasure. He loved having his ass touched and played with and even fucked. His wife Ali, knew this, and seemed quite ready to indulge him tonight. She ran her hands up his back and rubbed back down slowly. He’d had a long week and she knew this would help him relax. She gave him a relaxing massage, rubbing the almond oil into his skin and felt the tension begin to melt from his body. A smile crossed her face and she knew he’d be good and ready for her soon.

For his part, Brandon was indeed relaxing, just enjoying the feel of her hands on his body. He closed his eyes and began to drift, knowing that Ali’s plans for him wouldn’t include a nap and that she would wake him. While he dozed Ali stepped away and pulled the strap on harness over her hips, fitting it with Brandon’s favorite dildo. She grabbed the lube and ran her hands along Brandon’s ass again, this time closer to the puckered ring of his asshole. She’d had his attention in an instant as he lifted his head from the bed. She teased him her delicate fingers tickling him gently before applying a healthy dollop of lube to her fingers and then rubbing against his hole before sliding a finger past the tight ring, slowly moving it in and out. Brandon wiggled his ass a little at her and she gently smacked him with the other hand laughing she did so. “Be good for me so I can fuck you properly.” He laughed,”You’ll fuck me properly anyway if you know what’s good for you woman.”

Ali only smirked and eased a second lubricant covered finger into his ass, stretching him a little, fucking him harder. A low moan escaped his lips and she full out grinned. She knew if her wasn’t rock hard by now he would be soon. “Are you ready?” “More than ready, Babe.” Two finger slipped from his ass and the couple repositioned, him with his ass lifted into the air for her and her with her very own cock ready for his delicious ass. She gripped his him with one hand and the dildo with the other, guiding it into his ass. She went slow, knowing it was just a tease for him until she had buried herself as far as she could in his ass. Again he squirmed, but this time at the simple pleasure of being filled. She nodded and slowly moved in and out rocking her hips.

Brandon gasped and rocked his own hips in time with hers and she moved to begin fucking him m like she knew he wanted, harder, faster. Both of her hands gripped his hips hard and she gave him the pounding he wanted. Then, she stopped. Brandon swore softly until she spoke. “Are you hard for me? Do you want to come yet?” His answer was a groan and he bucked his hips backwards once more. Ali smiled at his eagerness. Handing him the bottle of lube she spoke, “Jack off while I fuck you. I want to hear you come with my cock in your ass.” She resumed her fucking and she could hear the slight sound of her husband’s lubed up hand stroking his cock. It turned her on and she continued fucking him varying the speed and pace at which she moved, wanting him to last as long as possible, want to bring him all the pleasure she could. He swore again at the feeling of being fucked and was pressing his ass against the dildo his wife was fucking him with, her “cock” she called it, which only made him hotter, and slid his hand along his cock slowly, wanting to prolong the orgasm that he could feel building. Ali shifted her angle ever so slightly and suddenly he could really, really feel that head of the dildo moving against him. “Right there, please right there. You’re gonna make me come.”

His wife never stopped moving and only tightened her grip on his hips. He might have marks later, but that was OK. Brandon moaned her name and increased the speed of his hand; he knew he wouldn’t be able to help himself in a matter of moments and he hissed a sharp noise that Ali knew meant he was close. She reached around him and placed a hand over his, her movements slowing but not stopping and the sight of her hand over his helping him jack his cock was too much. He threw his head back and nearly screamed as he came. Ali fucked him through the orgasm gently then slid the dildo out of his ass. She stripped out of the harness and pulled her exhausted husband close to her. “More relaxed now?” He nodded, suddenly sleepy, and curled up in his wife’s arms as they cuddled together.

Boudoir

Erica was both nervous and excited. She was camera shy, but wanted to take these photos, just for herself if nothing else. Mostly to see if she could see what so many other people, including her husband, seemed to see that she could not. So without telling a soul she booked a boudoir session with a local photographer who was known for making people comfortable in front of the camera.

When she arrived at the studio Erica was unsure what to expect but the pretty blonde adjusting lights wasn’t quite it. For some reason she’d pictured someone very no nonsense, not this young looking woman with her hair in a pony tail. “Umm…hello?” The woman turned and she was stunning. Chocolate brown eyes, high cheek bones and that blonde hair all set off a stunning complexion. “Oh hi! You must be Erica. I’m Laurel and I’ll be shooting you today. You can change into your first outfit over there and make any hair or make up touches as you need. I’ll be ready to start here shortly.”

Erica ducked over to the screened off area where Laurel had pointed out she could changed and opted for a hot pink fishnet dress with matching bra and panties that set off her chocolate skin perfectly. She checked her make up in the mirror one last time and ran her hands through her hair even though it looked just fine the way it was. Shyly she peeked out from behind the screen and saw Laurel watching for her. “Come on, don’t be shy! You’re gorgeous and these pictures will show it.” Erica took a deep breath and stepped out from behind the screen in her lingerie and walked over to the shooting area. Laurel took a few test shots and adjusting the lighting a bit more before nodding approvingly. “You ready? Just relax and do whatever comes naturally. Let yourself feel confident and sexy and let that show.”

Eventually the photos became better and better as Erica relaxed. Laurel watched her subject through the lens of her camera and, unexpectedly, became very turned on. They broke for an outfit change which resulted in Erica calling out to Laurel for an extra pair of hands to lace her into a beautiful brocade corset and adjust her garters in the back. The touch of Laurel’s hands on the backs of Erica’s thighs got her attention in a way she’d never felt before, even with her husband and she wondered if Laurel had felt the spark as well.

They resumed shooting, this time on the bed in the studio, getting some close ups of Erica’s face and breasts. Nothing lewd or untasteful, just sexy, slightly revealing photos that Erica could choose to share…or not. Laurel began to reach out and touch her subject, moving her this way and that and each time she did, they both felt that spark of attraction and wondered if the other felt it too. Finally, Laurel stopped shooting and point blank asked Erica if she felt the same attraction to her that she felt to Erica. “The other woman nodded, “I do. And I don’t understand it. Do you?” “No, but I am curious…” And laurel captured the shot of Erica’s surprised face laughing softly. “Aren’t you?” “Well, yes, but…” “No buts.” And Laurel sat her camera aside and leaned forward and kissed Erica softly. The ignition was immediate and Erica pulled the petite woman onto the bed.

Their kisses became more frantic as they both struggled to free Erica from her corset and Laurel from her skin tight jeans. Their mouths and hands were everywhere fueling each others desire. Finally freed from her clothing Erica grabbed Laurel and pinned her to the bed, biting gently at her nipples for a moment before sliding down and burying her face between the other woman’s thighs. They both felt there was no time here to waste. Laurel wiggled and squirmed both at Erica’s ministrations and in order to get herself to a position where she could touch Erica. When she could reach her fingers circled Erica’s clit eliciting a moan from the other woman and Laurel began to touch and tease, barely sliding her fingers in and out of Erica’s wetness. The two women, for all their inexperience, dove wholeheartedly into the explorations of each others bodies. It took no time at all for them to become quite familiar and even less time for Laurel to be coming on Erica face. Erica held Laurel in place and sucked on her clit until she begged her to stop and then kissed the blonde’s inner thigh gently before resting her head there as Laurel continued to probe and finger her pussy. Finally Laurel found that oh so sweet spot she wanted and rubbed her fingers back and forth had and fast, wanting, no needing, to make Erica orgasm for her. The touch worked and Erica was suddenly writing on the bed as her orgasm hit. Before she could recover Laurel had grabbed the camera and clicked a few quick shots of this beautiful woman, sated and happy, before locking the studio door and returning to the bed with Erica.

Wicked Wednesday 277 – Eavesdropping- (What Eric Overhears)

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Eric rolled over and glanced at the clock as he heard the front door open and close. Nearly 2AM. Charlie must’ve closed down the bars again, he thought. Then he heard a feminine laugh. Now that got his attention. He wondered what she looked like, if her voice matched that sultry laugh he’d heard just moments ago. Eric was almost curious enough to get up for a drink and find out, but he knew if he stayed out then he’d hear a lot more than just her laugh.

It didn’t take long before he heard Charlie’s bedroom door open and then close and Eric knew he was in for a treat. Charlie was definitely a ladies’ man and Eric was, well, he was just Eric, unassuming and shy and the young women on campus never paid him much attention. So he had other ways of getting his kicks. He quietly climbed out of bed and moved closer to the wall separating the two rooms, his dick half hard already. He could hear Charlie’s deeper voice, but couldn’t make out what he was saying and then he heard the girl he’d brought home half squeal, half moan with delight. What a sexy little noise and Eric wanted her to do it again. From the sounds of silence from Charlie and the moans of his guest he could just picture his friend going down on the lovely girl he’d brought home and that only made him harder.

But he wanted to take his time and wait for them. Suddenly there was a flurry of moans and cries and a hushed “Shhh, you’ll wake my roommate.” as the unknown girl had her first orgasm of the evening. Eric wrapped a hand around his fully hard dick as this point and stroked himself slowly, just waiting and listening for more. The sounds became more muffled but Eric could just make out the soft murmurs and moans of them sharing a kiss. He could almost picture the young woman smiling at Charlie as he heard her say, “Mmm, I do taste good on your lips. Can I have another taste?” Eric gave a lewd grin as he heard the bed creak and then silence from Charlie once more as the moans from his partner began to escalate. Eric heard Charlie chuckle, which made the woman cry out and again he admonished her about waking his roommate. She gave that same laugh and responded, “I don’t care. Let him wake up and listen in. That might be hot.”

Eric bit back a noise at that point and could just imagine the couples eyes on him. He squirmed with delicious anticipation and slowed himself down, tense with anticipation. Finally he heard the girl begging for Charlie to just fuck her already and then heard the bang of Charlie’s headboard against the wall as he seemed to forget about his previous comments about not waking his roommate. Eric stepped even closer to the wall, stroking himself furiously at this point as he listened to the moans, groans, and whimpers of the couple on the other side of the wall. ‘Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!,” came the woman voice in a loud gasping voice and that was just too much for Eric. He grabbed for a tissue as he fought the urge to come so quickly, but hearing her begging to be fucked had pushed him to his limits. Moments later his orgasm as exploded as he heard the girl in the other room wailing out her second orgasm of the night at the same time.

Eric grinned, satisfied with himself and his eavesdropping and stealthily climbed back into bed to settle down, still listening to the headboard banging against the wall. He listened less intently until he heard Charlie’s voice telling her to ride him and the shifting of their positions across the squeaky bed. Suddenly, he was rock hard again and the noises that the girl made as she impaled herself on Charlie’s dick were enough to make Eric ready to come again. He bit his tongue to suppress his own noise and stroked his dick silently, not bothering to get out of bed this time as the fucking couple had become loud enough to easily hear from across the room. “Yeah, that’s it baby, ride me good and hard and come on my cock.” Another wail from the unknown woman told her third orgasm of the night and a grunt from Charlie signaled his own impending orgasm. Eric began moving his hand up and down furiously and quickly felt himself spurting against his belly, still biting back the noises that he wanted to make so he wouldn’t get cause listening in. As the noise in Charlie’s room subsided, so did Eric’s lust and he dozed off to dreams of unknown women with sultry laughs.

Wicked Wednesday 276 – Foreigner – (The Games We Play)

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Allen smiled down at Lana as they swayed gently to an old power ballad during an 80s night at a small club they sometimes frequented. Lana didn’t know the words to this one, nor did she care when she was with him. Allen surprised her, with a soft voice as the chorus came up, “I’ve been waiting for a girl like you to come into my life, I’ve been waiting for a girl like you, a love that will survive.” They shared a gentle kiss and she let her head rest on his shoulder. She always felt so safe with him, so loved. And so utterly desired. Suddenly as nice as the dancing was and his voice at her ear at been, she was ready for something else. She kissed him briefly, with a bridled passion that was ready to be let loose. “Take me home, Allen. Show me, I wanna know what love is; I want you to show me. Again and again.”

Quickly they found their way home and into bed together, giggling like a couple of seventeen year old kids as they threw various movie quotes and song lyrics back and forth while sharing kisses and gentle touches. Gradually the kisses and the touches both became less gentle and more frantic as their need built and the silly game they often played came to an abrupt end. Allen kissed Lana everywhere he could reach, ran his fingers through her hair and held her close for a long moment, savoring the feel of her against him. She fairly purred and snuggled closer; she could feel how he wanted her and smiled at him, “I love you Allen.” He kissed her again and murmured an, “I love you,” against her lips.

Then he gathered her up lifting her upper body towards him and began planting kisses against her breasts, brushing her nipples with his lips, and finally sucking and biting at them just the way he knew she enjoyed. Lana moaned softly and arched her back, trying to get closer to him and began to squirm at the feelings he elicited from her body. She felt his cock twitch and she wiggled her way along his body so that she could immediately slide herself down the length of him and they both gasped at the feeling. “Impatient woman? Or are you just hot blooded?,” his voice was teasing, but husky with desire and she merely smiled and ground her hips against his before finding a rhythm that was just perfect for the urgent need that she felt. He hands reached up to cup the breasts he had been kissing and he toyed with them, almost roughly before sliding his hands to her hips and just holding on while she rode him.

Allen lost himself in the feel of her wrapped around him and his eyes closed briefly before he opened them again to stare at the beauty before him. Then without warning he wrapped his arms around her tightly and rolled so she was pinned beneath him and drove his cock into her hard and fast, aching with need, wanting to feel her muscles twitch and grab at him. He wanted her to come for him and him alone. Lana lost her breath for a second at the sudden movement and then laughed softly, a deep throaty noise that told him how much she loved it when he took charge like this. Her hips rose to meet his and her legs wrapped around him. The room was permeated with the scent of sex.

Lana flexed and tightened her pussy around Allen’s cock drawing a groan from him as he looked down at her. “Do that again.” She repeated the motion and drew another noise from Allen so she simply didn’t stop what she was doing. Soon they were both moaning and fighting for control of themselves during something so raw and primal between them. As though a dam broke Lana cried out Allen’s name over and over and she was coming on his cock drenching him in her wetness. That was enough for Allen and he swore as his own orgasm followed hers. Lana felt him come, the warmth inside of her, and orgasmed again still whimpering his name. She sighed softly in contentment as he slipped from her body and wrapped himself around her. Lana grinned and snuggled against him and immediately resumed the game from earlier with a song lyric, “And it feels like the first time like it never did before, feels like the first time like we’ve opened up the door, feels like the first time. And it always will I think.” She wondered if she could cuddle closer to him as his voice came back with a lyric of his own, “I don’t want to live without you, I could never live without you, live without your love. And yes, I think it always will too, Princess.” She rolled her eyes at the silly nickname, one she’d earned after she admitted that she had no idea how to cook and leaned up to give him another kiss. “So, now its up to you, can we make a secret rendezvous?” And she winked devilishly. He grinned back at her, “Babe, you fill my eyes with that double vision.” And he kissed her  already dizzy with need for her again.

There are two other stories in this series and you can read them here and here.

Round Two

The smell of sex permeated the air. Michelle shot her boyfriend, Josh a sideways look and grinned. “So, you ready for round two?” He laughed softly and looked back at the pretty redhead next to him. “Gimme a minute. But only a minute,” and he laughed again, pulling Michelle close to him. The pair snuggled together contented just as they were for now. But Michelle soon had other plans.

Michelle kissed Josh’s cheek a few minutes later and then left a trail of warm kisses down the side of his jawline to his neck and across a collarbone. She slid lower, her body still pressed to his and kissed a nipple, making him jump and giggle. “Don’t do that,” he teased smiling at her. She immediately did it again before kissing her way down his stomach. Purposefully she ignored his groin and rapidly hardening dick to kiss and lick at his inner thighs instead. She raked her nails along the outsides of his legs and he hissed softly wanting more now. She looked up, giving him an innocent smile. ‘Something wrong?” He merely stared at her, waiting to see what she would do next, hoping she’d wrap her hand around him or, even better, her lips.

She dipped her head down and ran her tongue along his balls, gently sucking them, one at a time, into her mouth. Josh’s hips bucked and he almost begged her, but he knew it was all part of the game they played. By now his dick was rock hard and ready for that second round Michelle had mentioned earlier. Still she ignored it in favor of teasing him, her hands smoothing along his skin, her lips planting a kiss here or there, in the sensitive spot where his leg met his body. Her mouth was watering for his dick but she loved to touch and kiss and feel him under her hands.
Finally she reached out and ran a fingertip down the length of him and he shuddered at the touch as his eyes begged for more. She blew a puff of air across the head of his dick and then her tongue darted out to flicker across the tip of him. Josh groaned softly. “Shell, please…” She heard the pleading note in his voice and smiled as he surrendered to her touch. In the next instant she had him halfway down her throat sucking for all she was worth. One hand rested against the outside of his leg and the other hand reached down to massage his balls gently as she sucked hard. Josh became more vocal now grunting and moaning and telling her not to stop. Michelle flashed him a look that said she had no intention of stopping, but she did slow down to a more leisurely, teasing pace that drove him wild with need.

Before she could register his movements, he was in control as he grabbed her hair and fucked her face harder. She relaxed against him, her throat opening up and she swallowed every time he hit the back of her mouth, timing her breathing with his strokes. She loved taunting him, but she also loved when he held by her hair and fucked her like he was doing now. She snaked a hand down her body reaching for her clit and began to rub at it furiously wanting to orgasm when he shot his load in her mouth. She moaned around his dick and both of their movements became more frantic. She knew he was close and so was she. With a whimper, she felt her pussy begin to tighten and clench at nothing and rocked her hips against her fingers.

Michelle sucked has Josh fucked and there was an undeniable passion that rose between them. A gasp from Josh caught her attention and he looked down at her. “I’m gonna fucking come and I want you to swallow every drop.” She moaned again, as though in acquiescence and doubled the movement of her fingers. Wresting control from him for a moment she buried his dick down her throat as she began to orgasm, choking herself on his dick as she did. The more she choked, the harder her orgasm was and it sent him over the edge until he was shooting hot ropes of come down her throat.

Finally he pulled away from her and looked down at her bright red face and tear streaked cheeks and smiled. “You loved every bit of that didn’t you my dirty girl?” She nodded, not quite able to speak, and crawled back up the bed to lay in his arms. He pulled her close as they had been previously and kissed the top of her head. “I love you.”