WICKEDGRIN's blog: "Sexy Stories"

It had been long time. The thought had been with me since I boarded in the plane in Providence 5 hours ago.   Now here I was in Detroit and wondering if she would be happy to see me or not, things had been tense over the last couple of years. You couldn’t blame her for being a little bit perturbed with me, I could have told her that it was just friends with benefits long before I did.  She didn’t shut me out though, not even after I’d gotten married we’d still e-mailed almost daily and talked once a week since it had all gone bad. (I still wondered if she was hanging on to something. I guess I was about to find out.)

 

I’d had no intention of being in Detroit, but work had a way of putting me places that I never expected to be these days. I knew when I heard Jonesy, my boss, on the phone saying, “This is not a problem!”, that I was pretty much screwed. Twenty minutes later he came out of his office handed me a work order, told me to go home and pack for a week, and to pick up my ticket at the airport It was going to be fun day.

 

“Fucking Detroit in February you little prick!!! I know damn well if this was South Beach, you’d be all over it.” I was pissed.

 

“Yeah well it ain’t so you’re the lucky sailor today.” Jonesy smiled back at me. The man was an overflowing font of sympathy. “Oh and you’ve got about an hour and a half to make your flight. Ya better hop Matt!”

 

I grabbed my coat and blasted out the door. I seem to recall thinking that I would be arrested for sure if any cop saw fit to stop me on the way home. I blew through the house like a tornado, throwing clothes and toiletries into my bag. I gave Chris, my wife, some Reader’s Digest Condensed Version of what was going on and blew out the door as fast as I’d arrived. She’d didn’t seem amused.

 

When I arrived at the airport I had 20 minutes to make my flight. (Thankfully this was long before the days of 9/11) I stashed the car in long-term parking and headed in to the terminal. It was a mob scene. By the tine I got my tickets and got to my gate I just missed having the jet way door slammed in my face. I made my way down the ramp onto the plane where all the early birds shot me daggers for putting them behind schedule. They’d get over it. I settled into my seat.

 

I had been thinking that I should see Andrea while I was out in Detroit, since I’d left the house. I had wanted to call her to let her know that I was coming when I got to the airport, but time, traffic and my fellow travelers had conspired to make that impossible.  Maybe, it would be more fun if it were a surprise. Yeah, that was the ticket. A smile crossed my face, definitely a surprise.

 

With that I drifted off into thought about when Andrea and I had first met. It was the dark embryonic days of the internet and I had seen a story that she’d written on alt.sex.stories. (If you don’t know Google usenet.) The story was smoking stuff so I sent her an e-mail hoping to get to know her a bit better. We corresponded back and forth for awhile sharing fantasies and getting to know one another. Out of the blue one day I got an e-mail from her that said she knew that I was from MA but wanted to know what town. I replied and waited to see what transpired. The next e-mail that I got told me that she lived two towns over and wanted to meet, it also had given me her phone number. I called and we set it up.

 

I wasn’t disappointed when I arrived at the restaurant to meet her. She was waiting for me in a short black leather skirt and tight white top.  She was a little taller than I expected about 5’8”. She had nice tight muscular legs, great full hips, a slim waist and what looked to be 36C tits. Her smile lit up the room. She had piercing blue eyes and the dark curly hair that the Wicked One just loves. 

 

We had a wonderful dinner together and dessert was even better. We would see each other as what I had believed was “friends with benefits” for quite awhile. Things only tapered off after I told her that I was getting married to Chris. She said that she was happy for me but it still had gotten a tad frosty. Andrea took a promotion at work and moved to Detroit about 3 months after I got married. I saw her off at the airport. I remember the last thing she said to me before she got on the plane was, “You’re always welcome to come visit.” And with that she’d walked away. Since then it had been e-mails and phone calls.

 

I was startled out of my stroll down memory lane by the announcement that we would be landing shortly.  (Upright tray tables and such.)  Thirty minutes later I was at the car rental counter and on my way out of the airport. The ninety-minute drive from Romulus (they lie when they say the airport is in Detroit) to Ann Arbor gave me time to get a little nervous about the surprise aspect of my visit. Oh well, what’s the worst that could happens was my final thought on the subject. I stopped at a gas station when I got into Ann Arbor and pulled out my address book. I went in and got directions to the street.

 

I immediately started laughing when I pulled into the driveway. She still had the piece of shit Ford Festiva that I had spent countless hours fixing. However, the ranch house that it was parked outside was a major step up from the one bedroom roach motel apartment she’d had on the east coast. I shut the car off and grabbed my bag and walked up slowly to the door. I felt my throat get tight as I rang the bell. It was too late to turn back now.

 

The door opened and Andrea jumped when she saw me. There was a beat or two of stunned silence and then, “Matt? Matt is that really you?” She till looked shocked but there was a smile on her face.

 

“Hey Sweet Pea, Surprise!!! I had to come out for business in Detroit and I figured I should come by. I hope it wasn’t a bad idea.” It all came out in a rush and it must have made me look sort of comical. “I would have called but it was really last minute.”

 

“It’s ok! Oh, God is it great to see you.” She beamed and wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug. She smelled of jasmine. Just like the old days I thought.

 

When we broke our embrace I managed, “Can I come in? It’s like two degrees out here!”

 

She about dragged me through the door. “Come on in and take your coat off. Stay awhile will ya?”

 

I sat at the table in her kitchen as she made us something to eat. We chatted about the events of our lives. It had been a couple of years so there was a lot to cover. It was suddenly as if nothing had changed, dangerously comfortable. She still looked good and I caught my gaze lingering a few times.

 

We finished eating and retired to the living room. She lit some candles, put on a Tori Amos CD. We continued to talk about this and that and to clear the air about what had happened emotionally between us towards the time I married Chris. It felt good to clear the air.

 

After awhile she stood up and said, “I’ve got something I want to show you. I think it will bring back some fond memories. Let me go grab it. Sit and relax.” Nodding, I slumped back into the couch. I was studying the books on the bookcase when I heard her voice next.

 

“Remember this?” She asked. I turned my head to face her and almost fell over, with surprise. There she was naked in the candlelight her nipples were hard and the rings through her nipples glistened in the low light. (The piercings were new.)

 

“How could I forget.” I sighed.

 

She crossed the room to the couch. I started to rise to meet her and she pushed me back down. She knelt before me spreading my legs apart. Leaning forward she kissed me lightly on the lips. “Let’s see if you remember this.”

 

She began to kiss me deeply on the lips. Then she eased her way around kissing me on the neck and behind the ears. Her lips were soft and moist, her breath warm on my skin. As she kissed she unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off.

 

Gently she kissed her way down to my nipples. Taking them into her mouth one at a time she licked and kissed them. The sensation was electric on my skin. I began to breath more rapidly, this made her more aroused and she moaned and sighed as she nibbled and pulled at my nipples with her teeth.

 

She leaned back and undid my pants. Pulling them down and tossing them aside. My hard cock pointed obscenely up at her chest. She resume teasing my nipples then worked her way down, kissing and licking over my stomach. I could feel her taut nipples dragging over my thigh as she worked her way down.

 

I felt my breath rush out as she wrapped her mouth around the pulsating head of my cock.

 

“Oh God yeah Andrea..” I moaned.

Needing no coaxing she opened her throat and eased her way all the way down on my cock. Her mouth and throat were warm and soft around my manhood. She began to pump her mouth up and down on me, swirling her tongue over the underside of my cock. I moaned and gasped bucking my hips up to meet her. She moaned and sighed as she took me in all the way. The she shocked me as she slid her tongue out and licked my balls while she had me deep in her throat.

 

I slipped my hand into her hair guiding her faster and faster up and down my shaft. She relished it. Pulling my cock out of her mouth she squeezed it until some precum oozed out of the tip, She wiped it on her lips then licked it off before burying my meat back into her throat. I began to thrust more rapidly into her mouth. She was moaning like a totally whore now, she always did love getting face fucked. She just knew I was getting ready to cum.

 

Pulling back she looked me in the eyes and sighed, “I wanna taste you cum baby. Shoot it in my mouth.” And with that took me in all the way. She alternated short strokes with long deep ones and soon I was on the edge. One more flick of the tongue over my head and I exploded.

 

“MMMM, yeah!!!” I shouted as I shot my wad into her mouth.

 

She lapped it up. Grunting through her rapid breath that it tasted so good.

 

When my orgasm faded. I leaned back on the couch gasping. My cock started to go soft. She was having none of that. Leaning over she took the head into her mouth and again and sucked it hard until I rose to attention again. She looked into my eyes and whispered around my cock, “Just like old times, baby.”

 

“Yeah, like old times.” I gasped.

 

She eased me down a little so that my pelvis was just over the edge of the couch.  She turned and pulled the hassock over from across the room. She stood and turned around with her gorgeous ass toward me. Placing her legs outside mine she ease her way down until her pussy lips were brushing against my cock. I shuddered a little as the warm wetness dragged over me. I reached up and aimed the head at her hole. She put her hands won on the hassock and pushed herself down onto me.

 

“Oh Matt,” She moaned and purred as she lowered he pussy around my cock. She slowly worked it in until she was all the way around me.

 

Taking her by the hips I began to ease her up and down on my shaft. Her as bouncing delightfully in front of me as her pussy slurped over my cock. She was sopping what and it felt like her hole was on fire.

 

“You like that cock baby?” I teased.

 

“You know I do, I love that cock” she answered.

 

Her pace picked up a little. I could hear her ass slapping against me as she road me up and down.  Her breathing was already fast and she moaning and grunting. She pushed down harder with each stroke fucking me for all she was worth.

 

“Is there something you want” I inquire through my own pants of pleasure.

 

“You know what I want, you bastard, smack my ass!!” She was screaming

 

I slipped my hand down off her hip and slapped her right cheek hard. She growled and ground harder. I smacked her left cheek. More of the same.  I smacked her again hard on the left cheek. Her body tensed and heaved as she came. Her juices ran down my cock. She road me still harder.

 

I smiled to myself. I let my hand move over a bit. Then without so much as a word I pushed it into her ass, which was already wet with her juices. I could feel my cock in her pussy as I fingered her ass. This was more than she could stand, she had three screaming climaxes in a row.

 

“Take it out baby, I wanna ride you in my ass” She moaned. I pulled out of her wet cunt and pushed the head of my cock against her asshole. She worked me in and began to ride me hard and fast.

 

I had forgotten just how tight her ass was. It felt incredible as she rode me. Up and down.

 

“I want you to cum in my ass, Matt” She sighed, “Please”

 

“You want my cum do you?” I demanded as I pumped into her faster.

“Oh yes” She replied breathlessly. I pumped faster waves of pleasure building in me.

 

“Yeah, I’m coming your ass….” And I shot my hot cream in her ass. My orgasm left me shaking for a good five minutes after.

 

We collapsed back onto the couch. I wrapped my arms around her. “That was nice Andrea.” I smiled at her.

 

“Yeah, I’ve missed that”. She said almost longingly.

 

“Me too.” I really did.

 

“Where are you staying?”, she asked

 

“ I’ll get a room at the Hotel Marriott or something later I guess.”

 

“Why don’t you stay here? You don’t need to tell Chris.” Her tone was firm.

 

“I can make that work.”  I couldn’t resist.

 

We dozed off on the couch. I never did see a hotel that week.

It had been almost an hour since I’d dropped Paula off and my adrenaline was still coursing through my body.  It had been a really wild afternoon, more so than I had expected when I’d picked her up earlier that morning. It was probably one of if not the wildest first meetings I had ever had with a woman. And what a woman she was.

 

I first met Paula online in an AOL chat room.  She had a great sense of humor and was cutting some young kid that tried to come onto her up for the room’s entertainment. So I decide that I’d check out her profile and see what her deal was. It turned out that she lived about 40 minutes from me. I sent her and IM and we started chatting. It was very comfortable and there was chemistry there right from the jump.  After a couple of chats she sent me some nude pics of herself and well DAMN. I kid you not she had 36 G tits and her nipples when hard were easily the size of the tip of my thumb.

 

We continued to chat for the next week or so and it progressed to phone calls.  We had some really great phone sex and finally got around to deciding to meet. She told me to pick her up at a diner down the road from her house and we could go hiking at the State park about 20 minutes from there. It sounded like a great way to spend an August afternoon to me.

 

I got to the diner about 15 minutes early. I know a typical man sin. I sat waiting for her, while reading the paper. I looked up and here came the woman I had been waiting for. Paula is fairly short about 4’ 11, long red curly hair, nice hips, decent sized ass, and those gorgeous tits. I got out of the car to greet her. She smiled and walked over. We hugged and I got my first feel of those enchanting breasts. She looked great in her denim shorts with a white top tied just under her breasts and open otherwise. Her stomach was tight and I would have never guessed that she’d had three kids if I didn’t already know.

 

We climbed into the car. She tossed her backpack into the backseat and we headed out of town for the park. “You look just like I expected and more.” I said as I pulled the car onto the highway.

 

“Thank you, you look good yourself.” She smiled. “I’m really excited. I hardly slept last night. But don’t worry I’ve got plenty of energy” She winked at me.

 

“Well now that sounds interesting, what do you have on your mind young lady?” I inquired. I was very curious what she had in her mind for the day.

 

“We’ll just have to see.” She smiled.

 

On the rest of the ride to the park we chatted about this and that, and listen to the radio. When we got there I pulled into the parking lot and she told me to park over on the far side away from where I usually did.

 

“I’ve never parked over here, what’s over on this side?” I asked.

 

“There’s a path that almost nobody uses anymore over here. I like it because it’s quite.” She replied with a hint of a tease in her voice.

 

“I’m all for that.” I was anxious to be alone with her for sure.

 

We climbed out of the car and she grabbed her backpack. I was wondering what the hell was in it, but I would have to wait to find out. We headed over to the trailhead. The day was beautiful, it was about 80 degrees out and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. You could smell the grass and trees and hear the birds singing.

 

We walked and talked for a couple of miles. Chatting about our kids, work and not much of anything. When we came to an old downed tree we stopped and sat for a bit. When Paula turned to say something to me I seized the moment kissing her deeply on the lips. She gasped and kissed me back hard. My tongue explored her mouth and hers’ mine. I gently bit her bottom lip as we kissed and this drove her deeper into passion. We were both panting and gasping when she finally pulled back.

 

“Let’s walk on a bit further.” She suggested as she tried to regain her composure.

 

“Sure.” I panted, that ok by me. I was a tad puzzled, but I was pretty sure what she was up to. She picked up her pack and we walked on.

 

As we walked she confided that she liked the way I kissed her and that she liked it when her man was “a little rough” with her. I nodded and smiled.

 

“How rough is ‘little rough’?”  I asked.

 

“I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”  She said.

 

“I’m sure that I will”, I thought to myself. We walked on for about another mile until we came to a clearing. Paula stopped and took her backpack off. She opened it and produced a blanket. She bent down and spread the blanket out. She then stood and walked over to me.

 

“Are you hungry she?” She inquired.

 

“Yeah I could eat.” I replied. The whole time thinking, “but not for food baby.”

 

I grabbed her arm and pulled her to me kissing her hard. She gasped and tried to push away, it was a half-hearted push. I kissed her again and she kissed me back. I could feel her nipples growing stiff beneath her shirt. Her breath was coming in short gasps. Her tongue massaged mine. “We really shouldn’t be doing this here” She protested.

 

“Yes we should and you know it, this is what you wanted.” I hissed back at her.

 

“But we might get caught” She countered the whole time kissing me harder. I just smirked at her.

 

I took a half step back from her and grabbed the knot at the bottom of her top and gave it a hard yank. The knot slipped a little and then the fabric ripped. She stood before me nipples pressing through her pink silky bra. I bent down and began to nibble at her nipples through her bra. She gasped and squirmed with every bite. “Oh god that feels good. But we really should stop.” She tried to protest. I bit down a little harder on her nipple and she cried out in mingled pain and pleasure.

 

“We’re not stopping now bitch.” I taunted her. I pushed her back and down. She landed on her back and I straddled her waist. Leaning down I went back to teasing her nipples through her bra.

 

She reached down and started to rub my cock through my shorts. I was already hard. She grew more excited by the moment. “That would feel so good inside me.” She pleaded as she rubbed my engorged member.

 

“You don’t deserve it yet my little slut.” I smirked. I sat back and told her to take off her bra. She refused trying to play scared some more. I was having none of this. I grabbed the front closure and yanked. There was a snapping sound and her huge tits spilled out. I tossed the bra aside and went back to nibbling her nipples. This sent her back into waves of pleasure.

 

“I want you to fuck me baby.”  She pleaded. I refused.

 

Standing up I instructed her to undress me. She complied. First she removed my shirt, then knelt before for me and untied and removed my shoes and then my pants. My cock stood at attention pointing right at her face. The next thing that happened surprised me. She bent down and started to kiss and lick my thighs. She kissed and licked her way higher and higher. Stopping just before she got to me my cock.

 

“Go on and suck my cock bitch, what are you waiting for?” I chided her.

 

“I can’t.” She feebly protested.

 

“I know you can.” I said menacingly. Grabbing her by the hair pulled her head toward my cock. I pushed the head past her lips. She grunted as my cock slid into her throat. I began to pump her head up and down on my cock. She resisted a bit at first, but was soon groaning and sighing as she bobbed up and down on my cock. She gently ran her nails over my balls as she took me all the way into her throat. “You like that cock don’t you slut?” I demanded.

 

“Oh yes sir I do.” She gasped around my cock. “Ohh fuck my mouth baby.”  I continued pumping in and out of her mouth. Pulling out occasionally to rub my cock all over her face. She would moan and sigh and get more turned on each time I did that.

As she continued to worship my cock, I grew closer to coming. I let myself get right to the edge and pulled away. Paula would lurch for my cock trying to get it back into her mouth but I would deny her each time.

 

“Please sir let me have your cum.” She would plead. I would just laugh and pull away. We went on this way for about half an hour. Finally I pushed her back onto her back and told her take her shorts off. She complied leaving her pink thongs on. I knelt down between her legs. I shook my head and grabbed the crotch of her thongs tearing them away.

 

Pushing her legs up, I buried my mouth in her wet pussy. I sucked her clit into my mouth and ran my tongue over it. She bucked up at my face. I stopped. “Do you want more of that?” I questioned.

 

“Oh yes, please” She begged. With that I pushed my tongue into her hole and began to fuck her with it. She writhed and gasped as my tongue penetrated her pussy. I slid up and licked her clit some more. This sent her over the edge for the first time. I juices flowed out onto my tongue. She moaned and growled like an animal in heat.

 

I grabbed her leg and rolled her over onto her stomach. I pushed her legs apart with my knees. I pushed her down with my hands on her shoulders and held her there. I pushed the head of my cock into her pussy and then thrust roughly into her wet cunt. She gasped and cried out. I began to pump in and out of her hard and fast. “This is what you wanted isn’t it slut?”

 

“Oh yes, fuck me hard. Treat me like the whore I am.” She moaned. I could her my balls slapping against her ass as my dick pumped in and out of her tight hole from behind. She was pinned down with nothing to do but take my cock.

 

I felt her tremble beneath me as she came. She cried out for me to slam her hole harder and I did. And with that she came for the third time.

 

I pulled my cock out and got up on my knees. I grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her up onto all fours. I quickly grabbed her hips and pulled her back onto my cock. She gasped as I penetrated her deeply.  “You like that don’t you slut?” I taunted her. She just grunted and pushed back to meet my stroke. I pulled her hair to pull her harder against me and she grunted and moaned.

 

I slipped one hand down and smacked her ass hard. SMACK. She drew a breath threw her teeth. “Oh yeah smack my ass!!!” I was happy to oblige. I showered her ass with a series of smacks as I fucked her.

 

I felt myself nearing orgasm again. I thrust deep into her and stopped. Just grinding it inside her. When the waves past, I resumed fucking her again. She came shortly after another two times.

 

I pulled out again rolling her onto her back. I pushed her legs up and slid my cock back inside her. I began to thrust in and out of her wet cunt.  She moaned and begged me to fuck her harder. I was happy to comply. Her tits bounced obscenely as I thrust my meat into her hot hole.

 

“You love that cock don’t you slut?”

 

“Oh god I love that cock. Fuck me with it baby.”

 

I grinned at her wickedly and pumped her pussy harder. She let out a series of low animal growls as she came again. I raised my hand and smacked her left tit. She sighed and came again. “I love it when you smack my tits baby”.

 

I plowed her deeper and faster. She moaned and cried out. I smacked her tits over and over she growled and urged me on. This brought me close to the edge again. There would be no holding back this time; we’d been at it for more than an hour now.

 

“I’m gonna come, slut” I told her.

 

“I want you to shoot it all over me” she growled at me. I thrust in and out and when I was just at the edge I pulled out and stood up.

 

A couple of quick jerks and I explode all over her. I came on her face, her tits, and her stomach. It was a hug load. The sum ran all over her. She slid her hand into it and rubbed it all over her tits, and face. Then she slid down and rubbed the cum from her belly all over her pussy lips. It looked totally obscene rubbed into her jet-black pussy hair. She rubbed it in deep and brought herself over the edge again. When she finished cumming she leaned up and sucked the last drop off the head of my cock. I shivered with delight as she cleaned me up with her tongue.

 

When she finished she told me to get the digital camera out of her pack. I grabbed it and took a bunch of pictures of her looking totally slutty and used covered with my cum.

 

When we finished she pulled out a bottle of water and rinsed off as best she could and put on some clothes that she had in her backpack.

 

“I loved that Matt.” She said as we walked back towards the car. “You knew just how rough to be with me.” I smiled.

It had been an incredible weekend.  I was sore as hell, but certainly very relaxed. Sitting slumped down in the front seat of the van watching the trees go by as we hurtled down the Maine Turnpike back towards Boston, I couldn’t help but wonder I had never been whitewater rafting before. (There is something about it other than the obvious rush that makes it an extremely cathartic experience. I suspect that it’s the feeling that you have overcome a situation that could have killed you if you weren’t up to the task that makes you feel much better about yourself.) I was certain of one thing, this wouldn’t be the last trip for me. I began to doze off.

 

I was quickly startled out of my light slumber by the shrill ring of my cell phone. I’d almost forgot that I had it with me, there was absolutely no signal whatsoever where we had been all weekend. I rummaged around quickly and managed to find it in my coat pocket. “Hello?”

 

“Well, hello yourself baby. Where have you been all weekend?” It was Lynn. I smiled.

 

“I thought I told you that I was going whitewater rafting in Maine this weekend.” I replied semi-questioningly.

 

“Ummm, no you didn’t.” She was doing her best to sound angry. I saw through it.

 

“I’m sorry about that. I truly thought that I had told you where I was going. I would have wanted you to know where I was in case I got killed or something.” My answer was only half serious. I did think I told her, but I had no thought of being killed in the slightest.

 

“Yeah ok.” She laughed. “Anyway, toots, where are you right now?”

 

“I’m in the Van.” I paused briefly. It made her crazy when I gave the most obvious and non-specific answer I could. I laughed, “We’re on the Maine Turnpike about 5 miles from the New Hampshire border. I should be home by 3 this afternoon.”

 

“Well now, since you are going to be driving right by Taunton on your way home do you think you could do me favor of stopping by the house? I need you to help me with something. Unless of course you are too tired to help a girl out.” She was needling me now and she knew it.

 

“Of course I can help you out.” I answered doing my best half-annoyed impression. “I’ll call you when I’m about 20 minutes from you.”

 

“Works for me sweetie.  I’ll see you in a bit, bye.” She answered.

 

“Bye!” I hung up the phone. My curiosity was piqued now.  Lynn was not exactly the “domestic goddess” type so I had to wonder what sort of household task she would want me to help her with. I was already beginning to suspect that it was a pretext to get me to stop by. Well that could be fun too. I leaned back in my seat I had a few hours to worry about that. I dozed back off.

The next time I was awakened we were back in Boston. I grabbed my bag out of the backseat and said goodbye to my buddies before jumping in my car and heading south for home.

 

“OK, now what could she be up to?” was my thought as I steered my car down the highway. With Lynn you never knew what you would be getting into. She was and still is without an iota of doubt one of the wild and craziest women I have ever met and there have been more than a few. She knew almost no fear and was quite imposing if you didn’t know her. A lot of guys never got past the 5’9” of biker chick with wild red hair down her back, the tribal tattoo over her ample breasts, full hips and tough attitude. They didn’t know what they were missing. I’d met her at an outdoor metal festival a couple of years before. We’d gotten talking between bands and by the end of the show she was sucking my cock in the front seat of my car and that was one of her tamer exploits with me.

 

Realizing where I was, I pulled out my cell and gave her a quick ring to let her know that I would be there soon. She sound a bit too excited for this to be just a handyman visit but I would find out soon enough.

 

Arriving at her house I got out of the car and walked up to the house. My knock on the door was answered quickly. “Come on in baby.” Lynn was all smiles. I stepped in pushing the door closed behind me. When I turned back I was swallowed up in a mammoth hug. I could feel Lynn’s huge nipples, already hard at that, pushing into my chest through the top of the “Hippie Princess” dress she had on. “It’s good to see you, Matt. How was your trip?”

 

“I’m glad to see you too. The trip was fucking intense. I can’t wait to do that again!!” I answered as she released her grip on me. “So what’s going on?” I was really curious now.

 

“Over here, the light in the front hall isn’t working and I don’t have any idea why not.” She was struggling with not giggling. I could hear it in her voice.

 

  “Hmm, well let me see here.” I reached up and twisted the bulb in the socket and lo and behold the light came on instantly. “Well that was cute, Lynn. Now what’s really on your mind?” I turned walking back out into the living room as I spoke.

 

Following me out, she explained “I wanted to see you, but I knew you would be tired so I figured…” I was onto her now.

 

I cut her off, “That was very naughty of you young lady. We’ve talked about this in the past. Have we not?”

 

“Yes sir, we have?” she replied sounding meek. “Are you going to punish me?”

 

“I haven’t decided yet. It depends on how bad you’ve been.” I sat down on the couch as I said that. “Come stand before me.” She took two steps toward me and turned to face me. Her breath was already getting shallow. I reached down seizing the hem of her dress in my hand and lifted it up. I smirked, as the sight of her fiery red pubes greeted me. “No panties you little slut?”

 

“No sir. I’ve been very horny and they got all wet.” Her tone was almost pleading.

 

“Oh, Lynn, Lynn, Lynn you have been very bad.  You know what’s going to happen now, get the crop.” My tone was ominous.

 

“Yes sir”, she turned quickly and went into the bedroom. Moments later she returned with a long black riding crop in her hand. “Here you are sir.” Her voice trembled as she hand it to me.

 

“Take off your dress young lady.” She quickly followed my command. The dress fell to the floor. She stood naked before me the nipples of her breasts each easily the size of 2 half dollars were hard as a rock. I could feel my cock swelling in my pants. “I guess you are horny you little slut. To the chamber with you.”

 

She nodded and turned to walk to the chamber.

 

The chamber was a small room off the kitchen in her house no bigger than 8 x 10. In the center was a wooden table that was just about waist height with ropes tied to all four legs and pillows for padding on the tip.  There was nothing else in the room.

 

We stepped inside and I pushed the door closed behind us. Lynn stood before the table with her back to me. I reached out with the crop and let it slid along the inside over her thigh she quiver and gasped. “Come undress your master.” I instructed. She turned and walked to me unbuttoning my shirt and easing it off my body. She then knelt down and removed my shoes and then my pants. When my cock popped out of my pants she moved to take it into her mouth, I pushed her away. “You don’t deserve your master’s cock yet.” She stood and turned to the table again.

 

I walked around the table until I was facing her. I ran my crop down over her nipples, I could see her tremble to its’ touch. I then eased it down over her stomach to her pussy slowly dragging the leather along her wet lips, she gasped.  “Bend over the table.” My instruction was firm.

 

“Yes Sir” She bent over the top of the table her arms hanging over the side closest to me. Kneeling down, I fastened each wrist to one of the legs. I stood up and walked around the table to the opposite end. Her ass was in the air spread before.

 

“You lied to get me here didn’t you?” I was guiding the crop up the inside of her thigh as I questioned her.

 

“Yes sir, I lied to you.” She replied in subservience. ZIP, SWAT, I brought the crop up and then down on her ass. She drew a quick breath. “I would do it again.” Swat again. She drew another quick breath. We continued on like this for several minutes, until her ass was criss-crossed with livid red marks from the crop.

 

“Will you be a good slave from now on?” I berated her.

 

“Yes sir, I am sorry, I truly am.” She answered like she had been subjugated.

 

“Show your master how sorry you are.” I demanded as I circled the table. Grabbing her hair I pushed my cock into her mouth.

 

She immediately began bathing it with her tongue. I thrust forward and she took it all in. I began pumping it in and out of her waiting mouth. She moaned and gasped as I pumped her face. I pulled out for a moment and rubbed my cock all over her face. “Give it back please master.” She pleaded.

 

“You love your master’s cock don’t you slave?” I was taunting her now.

 

“Oh yes” Then end of her reply was cut off be my manhood slipping back into her throat.

 

She was grinding her hips now as sucked my cock. I leaned forward and popped her on the ass again with the crops. She jumped a bit but never missed a stroke. I moaned with delight as she worshipped my cock.

 

I pulled back again and Lynn whimpered. “Please fuck me master.”

 

“I think you have earned it slave.” I grinned darkly and circled the table again. Pushing her legs apart I rubbed the head of my hardness against her soaking wet pussy lips.

 

She whimpered and tried to push back against me as best she could while tied to the table. “Oh, god, fuck me master.”

 

I pushed my cock into her. It slid in all the way to my balls. I began to thrust in and out. She pushed back at my every thrust. Moaning and screaming. “Oh yes fuck me hard.”

 

My cock slid in and out of her hole. I could feel my head hitting deep inside her, my balls slapping against her ass. She tightened as she came with a loud cry. I soon answered her by shooting my load deep inside her cunt.

 

She cried out again as I came. “Thank you for giving me your cum Master.”

Sometimes you have what I like to call “the moment” between two people.  It was the last thing I was expect on that cold December morning. I’d been hired several months earlier to come in and turn the parts department of a major local car dealer around.  The new owner had purchased the store a couple of months before I got there and needed someone to come in and overcome the years of neglect that the parts department had been the victim of. In all honesty I’ve done this sort of work for years and this was the worst that I had ever seen it. I was averaging about 75 hours a week, and even at that pace it had taken me well over 3 weeks just to get rid of the stuff that was purely trash. It was tiring work.

 

I’d arrive at my usual 6 AM this morning and was finishing the left over paperwork from the day before. This was actually my favorite part of the day as it was quiet and I could work without someone poking their head in and out of my office every ten seconds. (Oh the little things in life.) I was startled out of my peaceful morning routine by a knock on the overhead roll-up door that closed over the retail parts counter.

 

Startled, I jumped up and went over to the window, unlocked it and rolled it up. Standing at the window was our day receptionist / cashier Felicity. “Hey, Matt how are you this morning?” She was her usually bouncy self.

 

“I’m OK and you?” I asked politely. “Who’s this with you?” I inquired pointing to the young woman standing behind her.

 

“I was getting to that.” She laughed. “Matt, this is Christina she is going to be the night receptionist starting next week. Until then she’ll be training with me.”

 

Turning to Christina I smiled and extended my hand. “Very nice to meet you.” She took my hand shook it. I quickly and as discretely looked her when our eyes made contact with each other; the feeling was electric.

 

“Likewise.” She replied lingering over our handshake.

 

“If there is anything I can do to help just let me know.” I said with a meaningful smile.

 

She returned my smile. “Thank You.”

 

I was distracted for the rest of the day.  I couldn’t get Christina out of my thoughts. She was a nicely built woman, a tad on the tall side, short dark hair, dark brown eyes, full bee-stung lips, nice round hips, perky breasts (about 34C) and a nice big ass. As I would later learn she always wore nice tight dress pants with a sort of casual top that just showed off the heart tattoo on her back right above her thong line. (I’m sure you get the picture.)  I was just stuck on her. I thought that my assistant manager Tom was going to smack me by the end of business that day, I’d had to ask him to repeat himself so many times.

 

Over the next couple of months I got to know Christina better. Our behavior got more and more flirty as we went along. Although, we did have to be careful as it wasn’t definitely a big sin in this company for me to be involved with any subordinate. I would compliment her clothes and she would do the same. She would find excuses to touch me: picking lint off my shirt, straightening my tie, etc. She was forever leaning into me when we would pass and telling me how much she liked my cologne or some such thing as if it were a secret. She also made a habit of coming back to smoke cigarettes by the loading dock door in the parts warehouse (one of two smoking areas in the building but not usually used by anyone but my employees.) We both knew that something was going to  have to give soon.

 

I found myself lounging in bed one Saturday morning (I had scheduled it so that I would be off and the kids would be with my ex-wife so that I could rest.) when the phone rang.  “Who the fuck is this at 7 AM on a Saturday was my first thought.” I was shocked to hear Christina’s voice on the other end of the phone when I answered. “Hello.” I said wearily.

 

“Matt, it’s Christina I am wicked sorry to have to call you but its’ and emergency.” She sounded rather panicked.

 

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

 

“Umm, Dave (the service manager) was in an accident on the way in this morning so he won’t be here and no one else here today has a key to the safe. I need you to come in and open it for me.” She already sounded frazzled.

 

“Ok, I’ll be there in 30 minutes.” I sighed. I knew that it would be a horror show when I got there so I hurriedly threw on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, ran a comb through my hair, slid on some shoes and was out the door.

 

To this day I am not sure how I didn’t get arrested on my way over to work. I remember seeing the needle on my speedometer go past 90 MPH and after that I just didn’t look. When I arrived there was a line of service customers there and no one to wait on them, apparently Dave was the only service advisor on that day.

 

I walked into the receptionist booth and was greeted by Christina with, “Oh thank God you are here.”

 

I smiled at her and told her to relax. She smiled and I returned her smiled. I walked out and jumped into the role of service advisor so that we could get things moving. When the line dwindled I got on the phone and woke up Bob (One of the actual service advisors) and got him to come in. Well ordered would be more like it. When he arrived, I went over the goings on with him, checked on my guys in parts and wandered out to say goodbye to Christina. BIG mistake.

 

I got about halfway to her desk, when I was stopped by Mr.V  (my boss). “Young man (he always called me that when things were grave.), I need to talk to you for a minute. Well that minute turned out to be about an hour. It turned out that Dave’s accident was a little worse than I thought and that I would be running both parts and service for the next month. (God never gives you more than you can handle, but sometimes I think his sense of humor is a tad twisted.) So with half of my day off chewed up I headed out again to say goodbye to Christina.

 

“Hey you. You owe my big for this one.” I said jokingly.

 

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t know that V was gonna keep you here that long.” She sounded so sad.

 

“I know but…” I teased.

 

“Well you can spank me later for it if you want .”  She said; looking me straight in the eyes. My pulse quickened a notch.

 

“I just may do that.” The words were out of my mouth before I realized it. At first I was shocked that I had been so unprofessional in the moment and my next thought was “fuck it, I know I want to.” We both smiled and I bid her a good day. I spent most of the rest of my weekend imagining what it would be like to spank her and more.

 

Monday rolled around entirely too quickly as it always does when half your weekend is consumed by work.  There would be no Christina that day, unlike me she got the day off in exchange for working Saturday. I got a lesson in no good deed goes unpunished for my troubles. Such is life.

 

My key hit lock and I was immediately curious as to why Tom and Eric had left the lights over the mechanics counter on. They never did that. I flipped the rest of the lights on and strolled over to see what was going on with that. Taped to the computer terminal on the counter was a note in Tom’s writing. “Matt, I’m sure it is ungodly early when you are reading this. Today is a big day for you our fearless leader. That’s right, you can finally use your office. The furniture and the art you ordered arrived Saturday after you left. Things got slow so Eric and I moved it in for you according to the drawings on the wall. I hope you enjoy and you’re welcome. Tom. P.S. You’ll have to hang the pictures yourself and you should have plenty of time this morning since I stayed and finished your paperwork. What a guy I am.”

 

The office, along with a sizeable raise was my reward for getting things back on track. I wasn’t expecting to be in it until the end of the week. The painters had finished on Friday but the furniture wasn’t supposed to be there until the end off this week.

 

I flipped on the lights and took it all in. The new office was palatial compared to the old one. All the furniture was matching cherry wood. I had an actual conference table in addition to my desk so we wouldn’t have to be on top of one another at meetings and the greatest luxury enough chairs. Not to mention my new leather managers chair. Life was good.

I plopped myself down into the chair and flipped the power switch on my computer. It whirred to life. Alrighty, those guys even hooked up my technology!!! I logged into the network and was immediately greeted with a message that I had new e-mail from ChristinaS.  Well, that put an even bigger smile on my face. The e-mail was direct and to the point. “Call me when you get this. C.” It was 6:30 AM, so I gave her a couple of hours and busied myself hanging up the prints I’d gotten from New Orleans.

 

The day got rolling and one by one everyone in the department came by to check out the new digs. I had a quick meeting with V and he told me that he was jealous that I now had the nicest office in the building. When I finally got a moment to myself it was 9:00 so I decide to give Christina a ring.

 

“Hello” She answered still half awake.

 

“Hello Sleeping Beauty.” I teased. “I got your e-mail. What’s on your mind?”

 

“I wanted to know if you were planning on working late tomorrow night.” She inquired.

 

“Yeah, I imagine that I will be buried alive in paperwork by then since I am also Dave now. Although I am much sexier than he is.” I was telling the truth on both counts.

 

“Well then would you mind some company after sales closes for the night?” Her tone was intriguing.

 

“If it’s you then of course I’d love some company.” She didn’t need to ask me twice.

 

“Well then I’ll see you tomorrow.” She said sexily.

 

“I’ll be there.” And would I.

 

I got through the rest of Monday and went home to rest for what seemed like not a lot of time. When 6 AM rolled around the next morning I was back at my desk and then all over the building. I had forgotten how much I  hate working with service customers. I was really glad when 5:00 PM rolled around and I settled into my office with a stack of paperwork.

 

I turned on the music and got to work. Before I realized it 4 hours had rolled by. I was startled out of my trance by the sound of the outside door to the department opening. When I looked up Christina was standing in the doorway of my office. She looked great in tight black pants and a low cut black sweater with a canvas bag slung over her shoulder. “Hey There.” She said. “Felicity wasn’t kidding when she said the new office back here was a palace.”

 

I grinned a little. “No she wasn’t. You look great.”

 

“Thanks.” She smiled.

 

“Do me a quick favor, while I finish this last report and lock the outside door.” I smiled and tossed her my keys.

 

“No problem.” She turned and did as I asked.

 

When she came back into the office she said, “I brought some Kale Soup are you hungry?”

 

“Yeah I’m starving.” I replied. Let’s sit over at the conference table.

 

We sat and chat as we ate. The soup was delicious. She confessed as we ate that she had wanted to be alone with me since the day we met several months back. The night seemed to be getting better as it went along. As we finished eating I pushed back from the table and said “God I’m stuffed, that was wonderful. Thank you so much.”

 

“I’m hoping that you might have a little appetite left.” Her tone said that food was the last thing she was talking about.

 

“I just might.” I said coyly.

 

“Good” she sighed. “Why don’t you go sit in the chair at your desk.”

 

I was happy to comply. I rose and crossed the room. Settling back into my chair, I smiled. “So what’s on the menu next.”

 

Christina started to cross the room towards me. As she strode in my direction she started to unbutton the buttons on her sweater. When she was standing right over she leaned down. Her sweater spilled open and I could see her firm breast encased in a black lacey bra. “Me, that’s what’s on the menu next.”  With that, she kissed me lightly on the lips. I breathed deeply.  She kissed me again and reached down to stroke my hardening cock through my pants.  “I want to make it up to you for Saturday.”

 

I shuddered to her touch and she kissed me deeply her tongue exploring my mouth. I kissed her back fervently. Slipping my hands up to cup and squeeze her breast through her bra. She sighed and moaned softly to my touch. I eased my hands up and slipped her sweater off. She settled onto my lap facing me. We continued passionately kissing. I could feel her nipples grow stiff through her bra.

 

She slipped her hands up to my collar and undid tie, tossing it off onto my desk. Unbuttoning my collar she began to kiss and nibble at my neck, while she unbuttoned my shirt. I moaned and squirmed at her kisses. As I shifted my hardness pressed against her pussy through our clothes. She gasped and began to rub her pussy against my hardness. I could feel the heat of her sex through my clothes.

 

Christina arched her back a little as she humped my hardness. I used the opportunity to undo her bra and toss it aside. Her large firm breasts spilled out. I gasped as I saw her dark taut nipples each pierced with a sliver hoop staring back at me. I couldn’t resist this. I took her right nipple in my mouth, wrapping the hoop over my tongue I began to pull at it and lick at the same time. She moaned and pushed her tit farther into my mouth as she bucked against the hardness between my legs. “Oh, Matt, Oh Matt, yeah suck it harder.”

 

I was happy to oblige, kissing, nibbling and licking as hard as she wanted. She was already breathing heavily and groaning to my tongues touch. I felt her hands ease up and start to unbutton my shirt. When she slipped it off, I pulled her into me, relishing the feeling of her stiff nipples against my bare chest. I kissed her deeply again and wrapped my hands around her ass pulled her harder against my stiff cock. The heat was intense even through our clothes as she ground on me. I could feel her start to quiver, “Ah, Ah, Ah, mmmm, oh Matt.” She shook as she came. I could feel her moisture soaking through her pants and mine.

 

She stood up pushing my chair back. She was still panting as she whispered to me “ I wan to suck your cock.” I leaned back and she kneeled between my legs. She slipped my shoes and socks off and cast them aside. Reaching up she undid my belt, my zipper and the button on my pants. And slowly pulled them down over my legs and off her finger nails dragging along my inner thighs. She repeated the process with my underpants.

 

She looked up at me and sighed “I am so sorry about Saturday.” Then she lowered her mouth over the head of my cock. I gasped as the warm, velvety wetness engulfed me sex. She slowed lowered her mouth over me, her tongue dragging along the underside of my cock. I moaned with pleasure. Began to bob up and down on my cock, getting into s sweet rhythm. Her tongue was playing all over my cock.

 

I could hear and feel her moan as she sucked on my cock. I looked down to see that she was rubbing her pussy through her pants. This just turned me on even more. She sighed and gasped as she took me deep into her throat.

 

“You like sucking that cock don’t you baby?” I gasped.

 

“MMM oh yes.” She breathed around my cock. By now I was holding the back of my head guiding her up and down as I thrust my cock into her mouth. Every so often she would send a shiver through me by taking me into her mouth all the way to the base.

 

I could soon feel my orgasm building. I tried to pull back wanting to hold off for more. Christina just pushed me back down and took me deep again. When she came up she grunted, “I want to taste you. I want you to shoot it in my mouth.” And took me deep again. Shortly thereafter waves of ecstasy flushed over me.

 

“Oh yeah mmm, ga, oh Christina.” I cried out as my cum shot into her hot waiting mouth. She sucked out every last drop. I lay back in my chair gasping, but still hard as she licked the last drops from my head.

Christina stood up and turned away from me. She kicked her shoes off. Bending over at the waist she placed her hands on my desk. I smiled as I took in the view of her lovely ass. “What is it that you want young lady?” I asked.

 

“I told you what I wanted Saturday. I want you to spank my ass, punish me for being the nasty little bitch that called you in on a Saturday. Make me your whore, make sure I’m really sorry.” She hissed.

 

“Oh, you will be that.” I sneered. I reached up and pulled the zipper down on her pants. (God I love pants that zip in the rear.) As I pulled them down over her ample hips I saw the old familiar heart Tattoo. As I worked them farther down I got a surprise. There on her left buttock was a tattoo of a little red devil. I yanked her pants down and off. She now stood bent over before me in just her thongs.

 

“I see you are a nasty little thing. A devil tattoo on your ass?” I sneered. SWAT. My hand came down hard on her ass. She hissed and moaned. I smacked her ass again, “You like that don’t you?”

 

“No.” She retorted sharply. I slipped my hand between her thighs, and ran a finger over the crotch of her thongs, it was soaked.

 

“You lied to me your soaking wet bitch.” I countered. SWAT, SWAT two more sharp smacks on her ass. She sucked her breath sharply between her teeth and moaned a little.

 

“Fuck you.” She railed at me. This was greeted with a barrage of smacks to her ass. It was red and livid now. She was shaking with desire now. I grabbed the back of her thong and pulled it up. She cried out in ecstasy. I gave a few more short tugs and she moaned and squirmed against my tugs. “Oh Matt please fuck me.”

 

“Are you sorry for what you did? Do you deserve it?” I inquired wickedly.

 

“Yes sir, I am sorry. Please fuck my cunt.” She whimpered.

 

I grabbed the back of her thong again. This time I gave it a sharp yank and it ripped away. I let it drop to the floor. I gently teased her clit. She squirmed against my fingers. Easing up behind her, I let my cock rest between her ass cheeks. I slow dragged it down over her asshole and pushed the head up against the entrance to her pussy. She shuddered and tried to push back against me. I pulled away just enough to keep control.

 

“Give it to me, please.” She pleaded.

 

I grabbed her ample hips and pulled her back. My Cock pushed into her hole. She squirmed and cried out as the head entered her. I stopped and teased her a little. She whimpered and gasped. I pushed myself in deep, she gasped. “Oh that feels so good sir.”

 

I began to pump my cock in and out of her soaking wet hole, slowly at first. Then building speed. She was moaning and crying out unlike any woman I’d ever had before. Begging me to fuck her harder.

 

Responding to this. I pumped harder and faster. I could see her ass bounce as my pelvis smack against it. I could hear her cunt slurping around my cock and feel my balls slapping against her clit.

 

“MMM baby your pussy feels so good.” I whispered.

 

“Ah, oh,  ohhhhhh……” Christina cried out as her orgasm tore through her body. I could feel her pussy tighten with spasm around my cock. I fucked her hard right through her first orgasm. My efforts were rewarded when she came again, gushing her juices all over my meat. “Oh yeah, I love that cock.” She was just about screaming.

 

I pulled out after the orgasm had passed and sat back in my chair.  She reposition so that she was braced on my desk pushing back onto my cock. She began to ride me like that. We built a nice rhythm. I reached around and began to pull and twist her nipple rings. She responded to this by fucking my harder and faster. The harder she rode me the harder I pulled and twisted. This sent her over the edge she came again.

 

I eased my hand down and began to tease her ass as she rode my cock. I could sense this increasing her arousal. I slowly eased my finger inside her ass. She let out an animal grunt and told me to “Finger my ass baby”.

 

I responded, working my finger in and out in rhythm with our fucking. “Finger you like that slut?”  I taunted.  “Is that what you want?”

 

“Oh yes, just like that.”  She cried out. “Oh fuck me.”

 

She pushed back onto my hard cock. I fingered her ass. She twisted and writhed in rapture. ‘Oh yeah, I coming again.” She shook and writhed.

 

I felt myself climaxing again. ”Oh yeah, I’m cumming bitch.” I moaned. My load splashed deep into her pussy. I could feel our mingled juices washing over my cock.

 

We collapsed in a heap in my chair. I was still breathless when she knelt before me again and licked our mingled juices of my still throbbing cock. Looking me in the eye she told me, “I’m yours’ to do with as you please from now on.”

 

“That you are.” I grinned.