Sunday, 28 July 2013

Summer Storm

Lisa stomped down the street and I hurried after her. The sky was as dark and threatening as her mood as we moved through the streets of the city. Huge clouds hung menacingly overhead and the air was heavy with the threat of rain.

I couldn't even remember why she was angry with me this time. Our relationship could never be described as quiet or dull, intense, volatile and passionate maybe but never dull.  Over the course of the last several years I had come to expect frequent explosions from her but I was still at a loss as to their cause. I had come to appreciate the intensity of our relationship, each tempestuous tirade of anger was followed by a passionate explosion of a different nature.

We were still over a mile from home when the first rain began to fall. Pregnant raindrops full of the promise of thunder hit the hot tarmac around us in a faltering staccato beat. Lisa stopped and glared at the sky as if she thought it possible to make the clouds flee in fear of her wrath. The slow, incessant fall of heavy drops continued unabated. The ferocity of the rain was evident in the sound the drops made as they slammed onto the hard ground and parked cars around us. It hadn't rained for a while and the uniquely musty smell of overdue rain falling on hot tarmac was deliciously familiar, sparking memories from my childhood of running and playing in sudden downpours.
She started walking once more, not even looking back to check I was there, heading towards home at a faster pace than before.

"Maybe we should shelter for a while..." I called after her

"No. I'm going home. You do what you want" she shouted back.

I followed her up the street, staying a few paces behind so as not to stoke her anger. The rain stepped up a gear, falling faster but still as heavy. We were halfway home when the heavens opened. It was as though someone was standing on the rooftops above us with a fire hose aimed at the street. Within seconds we were drenched, our clothes sticking to us. I grabbed Lisa's arm and pulled her into the relative shelter of a side street.

"What's the point. We're already soaked" She said.

I didn't reply but simply stood and gazed at her. My eyes drank in the image of her beautiful face looking up at me, anger burning with intensity in her deep blue eyes. Her blouse was soaked and the now semi transparent material clung to her shoulders and breasts like a second skin. I bent and kissed her full on the lips, unable to resist her.

She started to push me away but I pressed my hand on the back of her head, fingers entwined in her hair and held her in the kiss. I felt her resolve melt. Instead of pushing me away she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me tight against her. Time paused as we kissed, lost in the moment, utterly oblivious to everything but each other. I felt my arousal growing urgently inside my jeans. Lisa clearly felt the pressure against her stomach and dropped a hand to rub me through the denim. This served to rouse me further and I was by now full engorged, eager to be released from the constricting confines of the material. I cupped one cheek of her lovely firm arse through her skirt, squeezing it firmly before sliding lower and finding the smooth flesh of her thigh. It was slick from the rain and my hand slid effortlessly upwards, sneaking under her skirt to find the warm dry flesh of a pert buttock. I was delighted to discover that her usual lacy knickers were absent today.

Lisa deftly popped the buttons of my jeans with a well practiced motion that allowed my erection to spring free. I felt hot rain falling on my sensitive skin. Our kissing was already passionate and breathless but increased in intensity as her hand grasped my shaft firmly and my fingers found her wonderfully wet pussy. I teased her slick flesh with my finger, sliding it across the smooth flesh before burying it deep inside her, my palm pressed to her hot lips as her muscles squeezed around me.

Letting go of my cock she jumped into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist in one smooth motion. Surprised by the sudden movement I fell towards the nearest wall, bracing us with my arms as I pressed her back against the rough brick, impaling her with my cock more by luck than judgement.

Slowly at first but with increasing vigour we ground against each other as I pressed her against the wall. My thrusts were met with small sighs of pleasure and she bit my shoulder, finger nails digging hard into my back as the sensations and our pace intensified. For some indeterminate amount of time we moved with animalistic passion, joining together in pure pleasure, oblivious to the rain and our surroundings, I felt my thighs begin to burn from the exertion of holding our combined weight aloft. My palms felt grazed from the rough brick and I could only imagine the damage it was doing to her back beneath her thin blouse. A flash of intense light flared across the sky and I felt my balls clench, not from fear but in readiness for their impending release. I slowed, thrusting harder to compensate for the drop in pace. Her pussy clenched tightly, squeezing my cock in an iron hard grip that caused the last remnants of control to evaporate. One thrust was all I could manage before I felt the inevitable surge in my groin as my cock tightened then convulsed in pleasure, spraying a streamer of hot cum inside her. Lisa’s eyes widened as she felt me pulse inside her.  My knees trembled and threatened to give way as she joined me in orgasm, her legs squeezing my torso tightly in a climax that left us breathless and wet as the first peal of thunder crashed around us. 

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Thursday, 18 July 2013

Late for Class

Somewhere in the distance a bell was ringing.
“Damn, it can't be that time already!” Kelly thought to herself.
She was currently in a quiet corner of the library and needed to be in the building next door.
“Better finish this quickly and get going” she thought
Reaching out she slid her hand under the Football captains balls and slid a finger into his arse at the same time sucking even harder on his cock. His eyes widened in surprise and he came instantly, filling her mouth with the familiar taste of semen. It was a trick she’d learnt some time ago and always seemed to help finish guys who were taking too long to climax. She savoured the taste for a moment before swallowing it then stood.
Kelly turned and left without saying anything, she knew he wouldn’t hear it at the moment and he’d find her again later, besides, she had to get to her lecture. She was wearing a short summer dress and no underwear. She rarely bothered with bras as her breasts weren’t massive and frequently went without panties, there seemed little point since they were perpetually damp and she was forever taking them off anyway.
She made it to class with seconds to spare and no choice in where to sit. The only space left was half way up the lecture theatre, right in the middle of the room which placed her at head height for her Professor. She’d have to remember to keep her legs firmly closed today.
The general noise in the room subsided rapidly as a man walked in. He addressed the room.
“I’m sorry to say that Professor Millican is ill so I’m taking your class today”
Kelly’s jaw dropped. She rubbed her eyes and looked again, just to make sure she really was seeing the man in front of her. She flushed and slumped in her seat in a vain attempt to hide because she recognised him. She’d met the man in front of her before… last week in a bar. At the time she’d thought him pleasant enough and he claimed to be a salesman. They’d chatted and had a few drinks then ended up fucking in his car in the parking lot. 
She really hoped he didn’t recognise her today.
The lecture went well, he clearly knew his subject well and had the students attention totally focused on him for the duration of the class. Almost too soon the bell rang for the end of the day.
“See you all tomorrow” he said “Except you Miss Jones. Wait a moment, I need to talk to you”
She stayed in her seat as the other pupils stood and filed out noisily. As the last student left he turned and walked towards Kelly.
“Nice dress. But shouldn’t you be wearing something under it?” He asked with a wicked glint in his eye.
“The question is, should I punish you or just enjoy it? What do you think?”
Kelly was somewhat taken aback. Had he really just said that and which should she choose? Her body reacted quicker than her mind and her legs opened wide allowing him an easy view of her smooth shaven pussy.
“I suggest you enjoy the view - again” she said
Her hand moved automatically to her groin and she started to caress herself.
He watched with interest as her fingers teased her wet cunt and parted her lips, beginning to slip a finger inside.
“No. I don’t think that’s enough today” He said “Follow me” 
He turned and walked out of the room.
Too stunned to do anything else Kelly stood and picking up her bag she followed him out of the door and down the corridor. Walking along the corridor Kelly worried about where they were going and what he was going to do. Was he going to report her? Would he have her thrown out of school? They were in an unfamiliar part of the building now, walking through quiet corridors and empty rooms but she followed blindly and automatically. 
Stopping at the end of a dark corridor he brought out a key and unlocked the door. They both stepped inside and he closed the door behind her. It closed with a firm thunk and she heard the snick of a lock sealing it firmly.
“Now Miss Jones, what am I going to do with you?”
“Anything you want to” she blurted without thinking. Her mouth did have a tendency to get her into trouble and today was no exception.
“I hoped you were going to say that” He said with a smile. “Take that dress off and stand by the desk”
Wide eyed, Kelly was too shocked to argue. Her dress hit the floor in record time, even for her, and she stood obediently beside the desk in nothing but her shoes.
“Now bend over and hold your ankles”
She did as she was told and bent double exposing her smooth round arse to his gaze. She was used to being naked in front of men but this time she was nervous, feeling ridiculously exposed to his gaze and surprisingly aroused by it.
He stood silently for a few moments, the only sound his breathing. With no warning he lashed out and slapped her buttock hard with his open palm. The sound was loud in the small room.
“Ow” she cried
“Quiet. I’m going to spank you again. You’re a naughty girl and you will accept this spanking quietly to teach you or a lesson. If you cry out I’m going to have you thrown out of this college.”
His hand slapped her other buttock and she flinched but stayed quiet. The pain was sharp at first but slowly faded to a duller throb. She felt her cheeks growing hotter with each strike. As he continued to spank her she stopped feeling the pain and instead, much to her dismay she found herself becoming ever more aroused. His hand lingered on her arse this time and she felt it stray to the smooth, wet cleft between her thighs. 
“You seem to be enjoying this too much” he said and she heard the unmistakable noise of his belt being unbuckled. Surely he wouldn’t use that on her? It was followed by the sound of his zip and she almost sighed with relief.
She felt the pressure of the tip of his cock against her pussy and rather than wait for him she pushed backwards enveloping his hard cock in her needy cunt. Grabbing her hips he fucked her as hard as he could, the slap of his thighs against her glowing red arse loud in the office. She clasped all of the internal muscles she could summon and squeezed his cock tightly as he thrust. Her pleasure at the wrongness of the situation made it feel better than it was and her climax was drawing near when she felt him stiffen and pause mid thrust. His cock pulsed inside her and she felt the hot release of his cum as it spurted into her wet pussy.
He withdrew and dressed rapidly leaving her to collect her dress and put it back on. 
“I hope you learned a valuable lesson today young lady. Have you anything to say for yourself?
“You could have waited a little longer” she said disappointed at his timing.
“Still cheeky? Detention, here tomorrow after classes” He said with a smirk
“Anything you say, Sir” she responded, knowing that she didn’t really have a choice and hoping that he’d get better with practice.
He unlocked the door and showed her out. She wandered slowly along the corridor, dazed and frustrated, his cum dribbling slowly down her thigh, in search of the football captain. At least he knew how to make her cum, and she needed that now.

Wednesday, 17 July 2013

A surprise colleague

Katherine sat quietly at her desk. She was typing on the computer, cruising through her day on autopilot. Her job was dull and the office even blander. The dingy cubicle that she sat in held a desk, computer and chair and was absolutely identical to the other 20 desks surrounding it. She hated this job, its surroundings and the people who worked there but… she needed the money. So, she did her job well enough to stay there but not so well that she was noticed. Blending into the background was not normally her way of life but in this case it was what she needed.
Her phone buzzed on the desk. She glanced to see who the message was from and smiled. Her pulse quickening she grinned wider as she read the contents of the message. 
“Are you wearing panties today?”
The direct tone thrilled her as it always did. She had never actually met Him in person and only knew him from the pictures and words they traded online but each and every message she received from Him made her smile. He pushed the boundaries of her normal life and the thrill it gave her was better than any other high she’d discovered so far.
“Yes Sir, pretty silky ones” She sent back.
His response was immediate:
“Take them off. Now. Then show me”
She loved it when He gave her orders and knew that every instruction would bring her closer to Him, and her next orgasm. Glancing round nervously she checked that no one could see then lifted her bum an inch from the seat. Easing her daringly short skirt up her thighs she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her knickers and slid them down her thighs, past her knees and down to her ankles. She sat down again, the cool vinyl of the seat against her dampening pussy making her catch her breath slightly then scooped her underwear from the floor and slipped it into her bag. Glancing round once more to check she was still unobserved she grasped her phone and activated the camera. Holding it under the desk with shaking hands she parted her knees wide and took a picture showing her lack of underwear clearly. It took two attempts as the first time her hands trembled so much that the picture was a pale blurry mess. She tugged her skirt back into place and swiftly sent the image as instructed.
Her phone buzzed again.
“Good girl” came the response immediately.
She smiled, feeling warm, satisfied and aroused in equal measure. Returning to her work she began typing once more, comfortable with her lack of underwear. Half an hour later her phone buzzed once more. 
“Find something in your desk and slide it into your pussy. Leave it there”
Katherine peered around her desk. What could she use? The top of her desk was empty so she opened a drawer - and found a white board marker pen. It was 4 inches long and 1 in diameter. Perfect. Picking it up she glanced round again and checked no one was looking. It was still clear so, parting her legs she took the pen and eased it into her damp pussy. It took a while and she had to slide it in and out a few times, easing it deeper with each stroke before it would all slide in and remain there. She squeezed her thighs together clamping the pen firmly inside her. It felt uncomfortably large inside her but disturbingly good and she struggled to return her concentration to work.
Twenty minutes later her phone buzzed once more.
“Is it still inside you?” He wanted to know.
“Yes Sir. It feels wonderful.”
“Good Girl. Are you ready for a bigger challenge now?” 
She was feeling very horny by now, the secret stimulation of the large pen inside her and the lack of underwear as she sat working quietly surrounded by people was very arousing. Every time she moved slightly she was reminded of its presence and became damper still.
“Absolutely. Anything for you” She replied without any thought.
“I want you to sneak into your boss’s office, take the pen out and leave it on his desk.”
Her pulse raced. That was very risky. What if her boss found out? She could be fired if she got caught. But… what an exciting prospect it was. She was so horny right now that she wasn’t really in the right state of mind to think clearly or refuse the instruction.
At that moment the door to her Boss’s office opened and he walked out. She overheard him saying to the girl next to her that he was heading home early. Maybe if Katherine stayed late tonight she could let the office empty then sneak in and leave the pen on his desk. The pen did feel good where it was and she was in no hurry to move…
An hour or so later she was alone in the office. Now was the time to carry out her allotted task. 
Rising carefully so she didn’t displace the pen too soon she walked slowly into his office. Sitting on the edge of his desk she spread her legs wide and eased the sodden pen from her pussy. It was slick in her fingers and she couldn’t resist the temptation to toy with it a little, sliding it in and out deriving the maximum pleasure from the moment. She became utterly engrossed, laying back on the desk and using the pen with increasing frequency, knowing she was nearing an enormous orgasm.
Just then she heard a cough from the doorway. Her eyes opened wide, startled and she dropped the pen to the floor.
“Good girl. I see you’re enjoying the task a little too much though” Her Boss was standing there grinning like the cat who’d go the cream.
“Ahh… I’m… But…  What did you say?” She stammered. Her initial shock and embarrassment at seeing him there was replaced by confusion. What had he said? Why wasn’t he angry? and how did he know about the task? 
“I thought it was you the moment you walked into the office” He said. “But I wanted to be sure before I said anything. Now, as you’re here and aroused, how about we replace that pen with something a little better…”
His grin was surpassed only by hers as they embraced on the desk and began a wonderful new working relationship.

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Wednesday, 3 July 2013

The Mile High Club

I was sat in my favourite long haul seat, the one by the emergency exit that has the extra legroom. It was the first time I’d flown this particular route and the plane was nearly empty so I had all three seats to myself, in fact the nearest person was 4 rows behind me so they clearly weren’t making any money on this flight.

As a seasoned traveller I am adept at filling long journeys with films, books and sleep but after glancing through the lacklustre list of entertainment available I’d decided it was going to be a long journey. Thankfully the lack of passengers meant that the flight crew were overly attentive and being a sucker for a pretty smile I was soon chatting and flirting outrageously with them all. After a surprisingly pleasant meal the cabin lights went out and people started to doze off.  Not one to sleep on planes, I switched on the reading light and immersed myself in a good book.

“Do you mind if I join you?”

I looked up to see Hailey, a stunning flame haired flight attendant that I’d been flirting with earlier.

“Of course not, make yourself comfortable” I said

She sat in the seat next to me and placed a hand on my thigh. My shocked gaze was drawn to the hand until she whispered in my ear, her breath hot on my neck.

“Everyone else seems to be asleep. Amy and I were chatting and it seems I the only member of flight crew not a member of the club… so she dared me to do something about it.”

My eyes widened. Surely she wasn’t suggesting what I thought she was? I turned to look her in the eyes.

“Yes” She answered my unspoken question, “I’m asking if you’d like to help me win a dare by fucking me here and now”

My pulse raced as I contemplated her suggestion. I looked her intently in the eyes to see if she was being genuine or just playing with my emotions. Her eyes were a deep shade of green and they sparkled with mischief, her lips were spread in a broad grin that looked ready to devour me. Looking down I could see a pair of impressively protruding nipples straining against the inside of her blouse and see confirmation of the swelling that I was already feeling inside my trousers.

“When you put it that romantically, how can I possibly refuse?” I said, barely able to believe that I was actually agreeing to it.

“I hoped you’d say that”

Her hand moved along my thigh and pressed into my crotch as if assessing my state of arousal. Leaning in, she kissed me on the lips, a long slow, lingering kiss that set my pulse racing harder and faster, adrenaline flooding my system and drowning the last wisps of doubt in a haze of lust. She must have felt the increased stiffening under her palm as she smiled into the kiss. I lifted a hand to cup her breast, aiming to stroke the hard nipple that was barely concealed and discovered to my surprise and delight that she was bra-less. Her swollen nipple was hot and hard in my palm as I squeezed it through the thin fabric.

“I came prepared” She said with a wink as our lips separated.

Her perfume was subtle but delightful, the delicate scent of flowers filled my nose as I nuzzled her neck, kissing and nipping the soft flesh above her collar, my fingers working at the buttons on her blouse. By the time the last button parted I was fully engorged and my trousers were becoming painfully restrictive. Slipping a hand inside her top my fingers grazed her smooth warm flesh, I ran a nail around her full breast, tracing a spiral in towards the nipple before cupping the firm orb in my hand, feeling its delicious weight and pinching her nipple between my fingers. She gasped slightly and I looked around quickly, craning my head over the seat back to see if anyone had heard but the sound was lost in the background roar of flight. No one was stirring and the only face I could see was another flight attendant loitering at the back of the plane feigning disinterest.

Hailey’s hand stroking my cock through my jeans brought my focus sharply back to her. Kissing deeply, breathlessly,  she leant over me and raised both arm rests beside me creating a little more room before hitching her skirt to the top of her thighs and straddling me. She was short enough that her head was level with mine so wouldn’t be visible from behind but perfect for kissing. I felt her heart racing beneath my touch as I kept my hand on her breast, loving the feel of it in my palm. Her trembling fingers fumbled with my shirt buttons as she worked to undo them. Her nervousness was exciting and I felt that extra thrill run through me, revelling in being so daring in a public place. My hands left the sanctuary of her blouse and explored the rest of her body. Her arse was firm and beautifully rounded, my hands smoothing the material of her skirt over her as they went until they reached the hem where it lay stretched tight across her hips and my lap. Hooking my thumbs inside the material and pressing my clammy hands against her stockings I eased the material up. I paused as my hands found her stocking tops and savoured the transition from nylon to super smooth flesh beneath my fingers. My heart was beating ever faster, my arousal complete. Every sense was working overtime as sensations flooded my body. Her touch was electric and I almost jumped as her fingers parted my shirt and eased their way through the thick hair on my chest, pushing my shirt wide open in the process. Her skirt stuck firm, held between our legs and I gave up trying to move it, instead pulling her body in to mine. I felt her breath catch briefly as her nipples pressed into my furry chest, the hot swollen tips of her breasts felt fabulously hard and unyielding against me.

My balls throbbed with frustration, trapped in my jeans and under her weight they were painfully constricted causing me to to writhe under her. I stifled a groan as she moved, almost wincing at the pain of the extra pressure and aware that I really needed to free them soon. Sensing my discomfort she gave me a kiss on the lips, winked at me and shuffled off the seat, dropping to her knees between my legs.  I watched, rapt, as she reached for my belt. Her head tipped up and she looked me in the eyes, drawing me in, I was unable to look anywhere but into those beautiful green orbs as her hands worked to free the buckle then slowly and deliberately released the tension behind each button. Grasping the waistband she tugged downwards once, signalling her intent as if it wasn’t already obvious. I lifted my bum out of the seat, casting a glance around the cabin as my head cleared the seat back to check for movement while she tugged my jeans and underwear cleanly down my thighs, past my knees to lie tangled around my ankles. The prickle of coarse fabric on the cheeks of my bum as I lowered myself down was intensely pleasurable in my heightened state, sending an electric ripple of sensation coursing through me.

I looked down but Hailey wasn’t looking at me any more, her gaze was focussed on my lap. Her hands reached out and tenderly grasped my throbbing member as she gazed at it and gradually inched forward, pausing fractionally above the tip before kissing it tenderly. My nerves lit up at her touch and I grasped the cushion of the seat hard, denting the firm material as her mouth opened and enveloped my cock. Her lips closed around the shaft as she pushed her head down, taking me deeper into her mouth and finally throat as her nose pressed firmly into my short pubic hairs. I closed my eyes, letting the sensations streaming from my groin run rampant through my nervous system. Goosebumps raced along my arms and legs as an electric current raced through me at each movement of her tongue. Each breath that escaped her mouth sent pleasure racing through me as it passed my rigid shaft.

A wave of cold air across the tip caused me to open my eyes. She had stopped and was shifting position, ready to move. We locked eyes once more and she beamed a wicked grin before leaping on to me, straddling me easily with her thighs. Placing a hand either side of my head she kissed me passionately. I could feel the damp heat of her pussy pressing against my cock, burning it’s presence into my awareness. I shifted, wriggling slightly to allow her heat closer. I felt smooth skin press against my swollen tip then a little resistance as her sodden cunt parted a small amount, letting me feel her slickness around it before she shimmied almost imperceptibly and fell onto me. My cock buried itself in her hot pussy and I felt her clenching as she slowly flexed her legs, riding me, using me at her pace. My hands were free so I grasped her left boob in one, squeezing it and pinching her nipple between my fingers. The other snaked around her, grabbing her buttock then passing further round, my index finger extended and pressed against her tightly puckered arse, circling it as she thrust against me.

My senses were on fire, every movement of her body caused fresh sensations in me. Time and space had no hold on me as I let all conscious thought go, revelling in the now, riding the sensations and letting sheer pleasure be my only focus. My balls tightened and I felt a growing pressure as my body prepared for the final act. Her pace increased, her breathing heavy in my ears as she buried her face into my neck in an attempt to muffle her cries. The world stopped and my balls exploded in exquisite pleasure as my cock spasmed inside her and my finger sank into her arse as her muscles relaxed momentarily. The second convulsion in her tightly clenched and sodden pussy pushed her over the edge too and she tensed impossibly on top of me before melting into a soft ball of flesh in my arms, her breathing heavy and her smile genuine.

We sat like that for a while. I stroked her back while our combined fluids dribbled from her, around my softening cock and soaking the seat cushion. After an eternity that lasted only a few minutes she wriggled off of me and stood, straightening her clothing, pausing only to wink at me before walking off down the aisle to her waiting colleague.

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