Hotel Bar Pick-Up bygreivous©

My two buddies and I had been on a week-long fishing trip and we were staying at a hotel close to the airport for one night ahead of our flight home in the morning. It had been a great week, lots of fishing, whiskey, and bullshit - but no pussy, so I was ready to go if the opportunity presented itself.

We checked in, got clean, and met up at the hotel bar for beers and shots. The bar was quite busy: not exactly a crush, but things were getting loud and the music was pumping. There was a wedding reception going on in one of the banquet rooms, and from our position we could see people going in and out to the bathrooms or whatever. Not bad overall, for what was basically a three-star hotel in a regional shit-hole town. No-one in their right mind would ever go there if they had the choice, but hey, here we were, my buddies and I - the beer was cold, the shots were shots, and life was good, even if there was nothing much to look at.

Just then, these two young sluts walked out of the reception room and headed over in our direction. How did I know they were sluts? It was written all over them. Slut #1 was wearing a tight cream dress which barely covered her pussy, and she'd squeezed her tits into it as much as she could without them falling out. Her blonde hair was piled up high and she had bright red lip-stick to match her bright red nails. Her white heels were about a million miles high. Good legs, thank Christ, and while she wasn't exactly slim, she certainly wasn't fat and her body looked quite nubile. You'd fuck her, I thought, if you'd just spent a week in the mountains with nothing but two guys and some fish.

Her friend, Slut #2, was even sluttier, if that was possible. She was a brunette (actually they were both brunette, but Slut #1 had gone blonde), and she was in a loud red dress as short as her friend's but somehow even more revealing: tighter, more busty, and more slutty. Her shoes were hilarious - the heels were about a billion miles high. Her face was ok pretty but her body was awesome, in a small-town-slut kind of way, and she knew it. Leggy, slender, good skin, and very fuckable. Both of them had a look which said "cheap pornography magazine", maybe on purpose, maybe by nature, who knows, who cares.

What was important was that they looked like cheap dirty sluts on a Saturday night and they were coming my way.

I watched them giggle, wobble and stagger towards us as they pushed up to the bar between me and my buddies. Slut #1 ordered two white wines.

"How come you can't get free drinks at the wedding?" I said to Slut #1.

"Because Brendan's dad lost his job and he can't afford free drinks all night, so we've come over here to get all the rich millionaires to buy us drinks", said Slut #1. I guessed Brendan was the groom.

"Now, how did you know that I'm a rich millionaire?" I asked. Actually I am a rich millionaire, so even though she was half drunk her natural female money antennae were working fine.

"I can tell", said Slut #1, "it's written all over you, and besides, you look like a total bastard, so you must be."

"You're right, I am a total bastard. So what are you going to do in return for me buying you drinks?" I asked, with a shit-eating grin. I sat on my bar-stool with my legs wide open so she could have a good look at my cock bulge.

Sure enough, Slut #1 glanced down straight at my crotch. I love it when a woman does that, it almost always means I can fuck her later if I want. Slut #1 swiveled her hips and displayed her full rack to me. "Well you never know your luck, champ. Shelley here's a right load of trouble when she's had a few wines, aren't you Shel."

Slut #2, who from this point we shall refer to as "Shelley", smirked and leant forward towards me, exposing even more of her tits, if that was possible. "She can talk", she said, wafting me with white wine breath, "She'll do anything for a free drink, and that's why Brendan's parents aren't talking to her!" Shelley burst out laughing, and so did Slut #1, the pair of them snickering, winking, and toasting each other, as if they were the only ones in the room who knew they were utter, utter sluts.

My two fishing buddies were appalled, and jealous. Both of them had boring, dumpy wives and were off the leash for the week. Over the next ten minutes both of them tried to pump their own egos with pathetic attempts to get the sluts interested, and both of them failed miserably. I mean Jesus, sluts like these two can tell the difference between talk and action from twenty paces.

It turned out Slut #1's name was Peggy, and it wasn't long before the dirty bitch was leaning her body into me between my wide open legs, rubbing herself on me at every chance. I had my hand on her body just above the curve of her right ass cheek and her tits were basically right in my face, as I sat on the bar stool and she got drunk on cheap white wine.

Meanwhile Shelley was sitting across from me on a bar stool and was giving me some very hot looks. She had her legs crossed, her short dress hitched right up her thighs, and her left leg was pushed up and rubbing my left leg. I had my left forearm rested on the bar and Shelley was lightly scratching it with her nails, slowly up and down. Shelley was leaning forward at every opportunity, showing me her big tits squashed into her slutty red dress. My cock was getting harder and I made no effort at all to hide it as I downed my beer and ordered another one.

The barman served the beer. I picked it up, Shelley accidentally bumped my arm, and best part of a whole pint of cold lager went splashing all over Peggy's face and tits. Everyone around us went "oh!" and the three of us, me, Shelley, and Peggy, each said "Jesus!" in a different way. For a second Peggy just stood there, with beer all over her face and chest, and then she and Shelley started laughing as if it was the funniest thing in the world.

"Fucking hell I'm fucking soaked!" shouted Peggy, holding her hands out in front of her. "How am I supposed to go back in there like this," she said, nodding over towards the reception room.

We got a few napkins from the bartender but it didn't make much difference, she was a mess.

"Tell you what," I said, "your dress is okay, it just went all over your face and tits". Indeed, the beer was running down between her tits and under her dress. It made me want to pull her top down and suck her nipples.

"Why don't you come up to my room and have a shower to clean up?"

Peggy paused, standing there with beer all over her face and chest. My offer was obviously sleazy, and she didn't really have much choice, but she still needed a gentle shove to push her over the line.

"It's right upstairs on the fourth floor. Shelley can come too, just to make sure you're okay," I said, standing up. My balls were heavy and beginning to ache.

"Well there's fuck-all else to do about it," said Peggy,"so yeah okay, thanks, let's go."

Shelley stood up and we all turned to go. As I guided them through the crowd towards the elevators, I made sure to look over my shoulder at my fishing buddies. That's right, I smirked, two filthy sluts, heading upstairs to my room. Have fun masturbating tonight, suckers, I'll tell you all about it in the morning.

Now, whenever I'm in a hotel, which is often, I always make a point of setting up my room before I go out, just in case. I fix the lighting low, to set an atmosphere. I get some low-key house music going on the speakers so it sounds cool when I get back, and I make sure the ice-box is full. I figure you never know when you're going to meet two sluts from a wedding reception at the hotel bar, so you need to be prepared. Yes, my room was a standard room, in a three-star hotel, in a shit-hole dump of a regional town, but whatever - it was cooler than anywhere else these two sluts were going tonight.

"Ooh, this is cool," said Peggy, "nice and sexy, are you having a party?" Meanwhile Shelley had walked straight over to the mini-bar fridge and was bending over in her heels, her short red dress barely covering her ass, brazenly parading herself like a slut.

"Why don't you jump in the shower and get cleaned up," I said to Peggy, "and I'll fix us some drinks". Peggy winked at me, blew me a kiss, and stepped into the bathroom. I noticed she closed the door behind her, which was a bit disappointing, but then I figured it was ok because it gave me more leeway with Shelley.

Shelley was still at the mini-bar. "Hey Shelley," I said, moving towards her. "Let me show you this special drink I found out about a few weeks ago, it's called an American Beauty, it's tasty, you'll love it".

"Okay cool," said Shelley. I made the drinks, putting the brandy in her glass and the vermouth and orange in mine (the cheap hotel mini-bar didn't have all the ingredients for a real American Beauty, but so what). Shelley was standing very close to me, and the tension was electric.

"We have to mix it in each other's mouths, that's the rules, so take a big gulp and hold it in your mouth until I kiss you, okay?", I said, repeating a line I've been using since I was sixteen.

Shelley took a big gulp, like a good girl. I sipped some of my glass and leaned forward to kiss her. Our lips met, and she opened her mouth. The brandy, vermouth, and orange mixed with a sting, and Shelley's tongue met mine like a striking serpent. Putting my glass down, I reached around and grabbed her tight slut ass with both hands. Shelley pushed her tits into me, kissing me wantonly with her arms around my neck, wriggling her slutty body all over me.

I moved her backwards towards the bed, with the intention of fucking her there and then. It was only a few short steps, and as we moved and kissed I pulled her short red dress up over her hips to her waist. One reason I work out a lot is to keep my stomach flat so it's easy to get my pants off. As we reached the bed I quickly unclipped my pants, and with a downwards shove I had them down around my ankles and my cock free and ready for sex. A week in the woods without any release meant my cock was rock hard, curving upwards and swaying like a cobra above my full aching balls. I pushed Shelley backwards onto the bed and hooked my left thumb around behind her ass and under her g-string thong. (I knew it would be a g-string, what else would a slut like her be wearing?) I slipped my thumb back down towards her pussy, pulled the thong out of the way, and angled my body, so that as she fell back on the bed I was between her legs with my cockhead pushing into her sex. Shelley was still kissing me hard as she opened and raised her legs for me.

I pressed myself forwards and the thick head of my big hard cock entered her vagina.

"Jesus, you don't muck around, do you," she breathed, as I bit the back of her neck, forcing my cock into her, pushing in and easing out as she got lubricated, my cock splitting her tight cunt open, and both my hands spreading her ass cheeks wide, the tips of my fingers pulling her pussy lips open.

"I'm going to fuck your brains out," I grunted.

"Uh-huh", she gasped, as I fucked her. She had her arms around my neck and over my shoulders, and her cunt was juicing up so now my cock was about half way into her. Shelley raised her legs high and wide, wrapping her ankles around my waist, pushing her hips up into me to meet my thrusting cock, and started fucking me like there was no tomorrow. I don't know how many men she'd fucked in her life but her pussy was tight, one of the best I've ever fucked, and as I raked my hard length into her she fucked me back like a rattlesnake, biting my shoulder and humping my cock. I could just see my ass in my room's full-length mirror, driving and pumping between her white thighs in the soft light, but I couldn't see anything else so it was like watching two strangers fucking, and for some reason that turned me on and made me fuck her harder.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh yeah ,oh yeah, oh fuck me, oh yeah" she breathed as I fucked her with her shoes on, her cunt nice and wet now and her tits pressing into my chest. I pulled her back to the edge of the bed so I could get some purchase with my feet, and looped my arms around the backs of her slender thighs, pushing her ankles up over my shoulders, fucking her harder, leaning into her, pushing her down into the bed, slamming my meat into her with loud slaps as my groin met her wet pussy, with one hand behind her neck pulling her hair, exposing her throat, and the other holding her wrist back above her head like she was being raped. She wasn't exactly fighting me off either, the flexible little slut, humping me with her eyes rolling back half closed and her fingers scratching across my back.

At that point I realised just what a total slut this Shelley really was. I'd only met her half an hour earlier, and it was clear that whatever I wanted to do to her, she'd be right into it. I felt a sudden urge to fuck her in the ass, and fuck her mouth, and really violate her as much as possible, as soon as I could.

At some point while we were fucking I heard the shower switch off, and a bit later the bathroom door opened and Peggy stepped out in a towel.

"Well look at you two, why am I not surprised," she said, with a smirk. I carried on fucking her friend, who was proving herself to be completely shameless. I started thinking about taking Shelley out onto the balcony and fucking her in public.

"Shelley and I were just getting to know each other better", I said, between breaths. "How was the shower? Feel like a drink? There's champagne in the fridge."

"I'd love a drink", said Peggy. She opened a half-bottle of champagne and poured herself a glass, then casually sat down on the bed across from me and Shelley while we fucked all the while. I couldn't believe it, she was watching me and Shelley fuck like we were playing a game of chess or something.

I kept up an even rhythm, pumping steadily into Shelley's tight pussy, her legs wrapped around my waist again, and my cock slamming into her so our groins met with a slap on each thrust. She was panting and moaning quietly, and then she turned her head to Peggy and said "oh he's got a big one, I can't handle it" and then she started spasming, her pussy flexing rapidly against my hard cock and her body tensing up. I started fucking her really hard, really making sure she felt it good, punishing her slut pussy while she orgasmed all over my cock.

I carried on fucking her but she started trying to push me off so I pulled out of her and she rolled away on the bed groaning. I stood up, kicked my pants and shoes off and walked around the side of the bed towards Peggy, my hard cock swaying in the dim light. Peggy put her glass on the floor and opened her mouth, and I shoved my cock in.

She licked and sucked all around my hard cock, holding it with one hand, exploring my length with her tongue and mouth, licking and sucking my balls before returning to the head and bobbing up and down as she sucked me. I let her blow me for a minute and then I started fucking her face. I had one hand gripping under her chin and the other behind her head, with one foot on the bed, and I forced her to deep throat me, steadily thrusting into her mouth as I pushed her backwards onto the bed, her towel falling away, straddling her with my knees on either side of her head, making her gasp, gurgle, and choke. I humped her face with my hard cock, pumping and fucking her face, making sure she took me down her throat. Every now and then I pulled out, letting her suck and lick my balls, before easing my cock back into her mouth and starting again with the hard fucking. Her lips felt like heaven and she kept her wet mouth tight around my shaft and rolled her tongue around and over my cock head as I fucked her face.

After a minute I glanced over to see what Shelley was doing - she was just sitting on the edge of the bed watching her friend give one of the all-time great blow-jobs. I decided to make her do something useful.

"Hey Shelley", I said. "Be a good girl and get some bath oil."

Shelley got up and went into the bathroom, and I pulled out of Peggy's mouth, stood up, and roughly turned her on to her stomach. I shoved her legs apart with my knees and pulled her hips up and back towards me. Her pussy was shaved bald. I quickly leaned forward, and ran my tongue all over her labia, sucking her mound and tonguing her pussy lips. I lapped at her sex, from her asshole to her clit, up and back, over and over again as Peggy moaned and moved her hips with me, raising her ass higher. I pushed my tongue into her cunt and rubbed her clit with my thumb, her juices on my lips and my face, and her clit swelling up harder.

Shelley came back with a bottle of that scented bath oil you get in hotels.

"That's all there is", she said.

"Put it on my cock", I told her, and she squirted the oil into her hand and rubbed it onto my cock, up and down and all over the head. I thought she was going to suck me but she didn't. I slapped Peggy's ass cheek hard, and pulled her hips further up and back. She moved her knees slightly wider and arched her back more, presenting herself to me, ready to fuck. I stepped closer, and pressed the head of my cock into her pussy. The bath oil helped me slip into her, the tightness gripping my cock, my hands on her waist and hips holding her steady. Again putting one foot on the bed, I eased my thick meat into her.

"Oh god", she said. "Mmph, oooh ,oh jesus, you bastard". Peggy tossed her head from side to side, her hands bunching up, her arms flat on the bed. I pushed all the way into her, nice and slow, and then started fucking her harder, back and forth, holding her hips as she moaned and groaned, pumping my cock into her with a steady rhythm, my balls swinging, my teeth gritted with sexual violence.

"Ooh you're so big", said Peggy, as I started fucking her cunt deeper. My cock was as hard as concrete, pushing into her, splitting her open.

"Oh fuck me, oh yeah, oh fuck me, oh yeah, fuck me, oh yeah", she moaned. Peggy was rolling her hips, humping me in rhythm, her hands gripping the bedspread and her eyes closed.

"Mmm, oh yeah, that's good", I told her. "That's it, fuck me you dirty slut, fuck my hard cock, fuck me good like Shelley did, fuck my cock." I moved my left hand around onto her tits and leaned into her, the full length of my hard cock jamming right up deep into her vagina, fucking her good and hard and deep with each thrust.

Meanwhile Shelley was sitting on the edge of the bed again, sipping champagne. Could I get a threesome going?

"Hey Shelley", I grunted, as I fucked her friend, "why don't you move round and put your pussy in her face, then she can lick you while I fuck her."

"What?", said Shelley.

"Sit in front of her and put your pussy in her face so she can lick you while I'm fucking her", I hissed, straining with the effort I was putting in to fucking Peggy's tight pussy. "Make her lick your pussy."

"Are you up for that Peg?" said Shelley, moving across the bed and positioning herself. It looked like Shelley was up for it, whatever Peggy said.

"Mmm, yeah okay, ohh", murmured Peggy as I fucked her. Shelley pulled off her g-string, opened her long slender legs and slid forwards on the bed towards us. She still had her high heels on. I grabbed Peggy's hair and pulled her head up, and Shelley moved forward and wriggled her shaven pussy into Peggy's face, leaning back on her elbows as Peggy started licking and sucking her pussy.

This was so great - I had a perfect view of the action. Shelley looked me straight in the eyes and winked, then leaned back with her legs spread wide, her short red dress around her waist. Her eyes half closed and she started concentrating on the oral sex her friend was giving her. It quickly became all about one girl getting the other one off, as Peggy licked and sucked Shelley's pussy and clit, working her head up and down, lightly and firmly tonguing her friend's cunt, rolling her tongue around Shelley's clit, toying with it, teasing it, building the pressure, until Shelley's hips were humping up and down, thrusting and rolling, and she was groaning and moaning, squeezing her own tits and whispering "oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah" under her breath.

And all the while I fucked Peggy's tight pussy with a steady, relentless pulsing rhythm, but I slowed my fuck strokes so Peggy could concentrate on tonguing her friend's vagina. Still, I was pushing deep into her with every slow stroke, gripping her smooth white ass with my hands, my fingers reaching to stretch open her pussy lips while I fucked her deep.

I told you Shelley had a bitching body and the sight of her, lying back with her legs wide open with her high heels on, having her clit sucked and licked, while I fucked the woman who was doing it to her, started driving me over the edge. I pulled out of Peggy's vagina and pushed my cockhead against her asshole and in past her sphincter. She tensed up a bit but didn't complain as I eased deeper and deeper into her asshole, my cock getting harder and thicker as I got closer to orgasm, my balls tightening, three-quarters of my hard cock's length inside Peggy's asshole, moving in and out, fucking her, stretching her. Peggy continued to suck on Shelley's shaved pussy, and Shelley was gripping Peggy's hair with both hands, as I got closer and closer, harder and harder, fucking that ass deeper and deeper, until finally I exploded my orgasm deep into Peggy's tight asshole, filling her ass with cum and pumping her with my thick cock. She was still licking Shelley and then Shelley started coming, twisting and writhing her body while Peggy tried to keep her mouth on her clit.

I pulled out of Peggy's asshole and decided to make Shelley suck my cock. I moved up the bed and forced myself into her mouth while she lay there. She was passive at first as she recovered from her orgasm but soon she was actively sucking me off as I pumped my hips into her. She took all of my cock as I was getting soft, and licked and sucked my balls for a couple of minutes. Behind me Peggy said something about getting back to the wedding so I pulled out of Shelley's mouth and told her I wanted to fuck her on the balcony later, and she said "yeah alright".

I got myself a beer while the Peggy and Shelley got themselves together. We all went back downstairs and I told them I'd be at the bar, and to let me know if they needed a room for the night. I joined up with my fishing buddies and the girls went back to the wedding. The whole thing had taken about 40 minutes.

Much later that night I got Shelley out on to my room's balcony, overlooking the car-park. She gripped the low railing, her long lean legs spread wide apart, her high heels elongating her calves, her back arched, and her red dress bunched up around her slim little waist. She looked great. I sank my cock into her soaking pussy and we fucked slowly in the moonlight, me running my hands softly all over her slender body, pressing her tits, slapping her backside, spreading her thighs, gripping her waist, as I pumped her and fucked her. I reached around and gripped her shaven mound, rubbing her clit with my fingers, holding one of her tits and grunting like an animal while I humped her hard from behind. I told her she was a slut, I told her I was going to fuck her all night and I told her to fuck me with her hips and her tight cunt. She bucked and humped and wiggled and I let her impale herself on my pole before I took over again, fucking her with my knees bent more so I could get right up into her. She orgasmed hard on my cock, and then I pushed it into her asshole and fucked her anally until I came inside her.

The next day with a hangover on the plane I had to beat off in the toilet thinking about her filthy body and the way I fucked her and her friend. Maybe the dirtiest young woman I've ever met.

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The Presentation

I had been invited to represent my company at a presentation evening being held by one of our suppliers. It was to consist of a short talk followed by drinks and a finger buffet with a chance to talk with staff from the host firm. I was not really in the mood for going but I went home early to shower and dress. I laid out my favourite black cocktail dress, high heeled shoes and underwear, stripped off and stepped into the shower. I don’t know what it is about having a shower but as the hot water flows all over my naked body I always begin to feel horny. As I spread the lather from my shower gel over my breasts I could feel that familiar tingling feeling and began squeezing and caressing them and pulling and tweaking my stiffening nipples. I moved one hand down to my pussy and was soon spreading the lather between my lips then rubbing my clitoris until it was swollen and throbbing for more attention. I delved two fingers deep inside myself and could feel my juices starting to form. I dearly wanted to stay there and bring myself off but I knew time was running short so I stopped what I was doing, promising myself satisfaction later that night. As always, the sound and feel of the running water made me want to pee so I pulled my pussy lips wide apart and forced my stream of hot yellow piss hard against the glass doors and watched as it ran down to the floor of the shower and mingled with the soapy water. Finished, I rinsed off and stepped out to towel myself dry. After drying my hair and making myself presentable, I was about to get dressed but hesitated. Something made me decide to be daring and not put on any underwear. I had worn this dress without undies before so I knew I could get away with it. Slipping the tight black dress over my naked body made me feel really sexy and I was sorry my partner was not at home for a quickie. I would have fucked him silly.

I arrived on time for the presentation which was typically polished and boring. They could have just presented the facts without all the usual buzz words and flannel. The next part was much more relaxed and as the wine started flowing, everyone began to mix well. I was standing near the buffet and chatting to this 30 something company rep called Dan thinking he was a bit of a ‘jack-the-lad’ and fancied himself rotten. However he had a great sense of humour and within about half an hour or so and many glasses of wine, we were to joking and flirting outrageously. As time went on I began to fancy him strongly and knew the feeling was mutual. We moved back to the table for a few more nibbles and as he stretched across me to get something I could feel his leg pressed against my thigh. He apologised but instead of me moving away, I half turned and pressed back against him. I was positive I could feel the bulge of his cock pressing against me. Our eyes met and we gazed in that knowing way at each other for what seemed like minutes. I started to flush and tingle with excitement and knew I wanted him there and then.

I was very familiar with the office building as I had visited it on many occasions. I leaned over to Dan and whispered to him to make his way to the men’s room but instead to go through the door opposite onto the stairway and up to the next landing. I would meet him there in a couple of minutes. He disappeared and I followed quickly but discretely after him. I made my way to the landing and without a word we were kissing hard and urgently. His hands grabbed the cheeks of my ass and pulled me close and tight against him. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me as our tongues entwined. His hands went to the side of my thighs and he raised the hem of my skirt and his fingers found my bare pussy as we broke slightly apart and looked at each other without a word having been said. This was too much and I had to have his cock in my hand so I undid his trousers and eased them down only to find he was also ‘commando’. Wonderful. His throbbing shaft was already oozing pre-cum as I wanked it gently while he expertly fingered my pussy. I was close to coming already so I pulled away and dropped to my knees and took his gleaming 6”+ dick into my mouth and began sucking him off. I did not want him to cum yet as I wanted him hard inside my cunt so after savouring his sticky knob end once more, I moved to sit on the edge of the top step with my legs open and motioned him to go to the steps below. He knew exactly what to do and was soon lapping away at my now soaking wet pussy, plunging his tongue inside as far as it would go and lapping at my engorged clit. I needed that cock now so I lay back and pulled him upwards. He was inside me in seconds and at the same time he pulled down the top of my dress and had his mouth nibbling on my left nipple. I imagined he could not be very comfortable but this was frantic, hard, no nonsense sex and his cock was thrusting in and out of me so hard and fast I could not care what was happening or who might find us. My hips rose to meet his thrusts and I knew neither of us was going to last very long. I hadn’t been fucked like this for a long time and all I wanted was to cum and cum and cum. Dan’s thrusts became shorter and quicker and he was on the verge of shooting his load just as I reached my climax. I could feel my cunt gushing juices all over Dan’s cock and balls when, with a final few hard and deep plunges, he exploded inside me. I could feel his hot seed shooting deep inside my pussy and it seemed to go on forever. He almost fell on top of me and we lay motionless for a few minutes, catching our breath.

The sudden realisation of where we were and how easily we might be caught hit home and I suggested we better get back. I told him to go and I would sort myself out and follow. He pulled up his trousers, tucked his shirt back in and left. I stood up a bit shakily, brushed down my dress which was quite bit dusty and creased, then it happened – I could feel Dan’s cum oozing out from between my legs. I decided to be naughty and leave the evidence of our assignation there on the landing so I stood with my legs wide apart and let it drip from me onto the stair landing. Slowly strings of cum fell to the floor. I pushed hard with my pussy muscles and a sudden flood of spunk hit the deck in a splurge. I could not believe Dan had produced all this sperm. It covered an area bigger than a fried egg and it was deep! It would be quite obvious to anyone as to what it was. I got a tissue from my hand pouch and wiped myself and made my all the way downstairs. I decided not to return to the gathering but to leave by the front door. That had been one of the most exciting and spur of the moment sexual encounters I had ever had.

I was still perspiring from all that energetic sex. Outside the cooler air hit me. I realised I had been drinking a lot yet never gone to pee. Another wicked thought entered my head. I walked slowly along the street and hailed the first cab I saw. Perfect – it was going the other way and it had to spin round to pick me up. I got in the back seat behind the driver. As I sat down I hitched up my dress but the driver could not see a thing. I gave him an address a couple of blocks away from my house and sat back and relaxed. I started chatting to the old driver to distract him as I tried to calm down and empty my bladder. At first nothing would come out. I shifted my body weight slightly but still nothing. We had still a bit to go but I did not want to miss this opportunity. I started to press my hand against my lower tummy and use my muscles to push out my pee. After a minute or so the first spurt shot from my peephole. I hoped I would not make a gushing sound and be heard. I relaxed a bit and then it came. Slowly at first then more and more. I could feel it soaking my ass. I hitched up my dress even more so not to get the back wet. Oh dear, it felt like I was not going to stop and what seemed like gallons of piss was pouring from my pussy. We were nearing my destination now so I squeezed tight and managed to stop the flow. We drew to a halt and I paid the driver before getting out then as he drove off I walked in the direction of my street.

Now I felt really high and excited about what I had done though a little guilty about soaking the cab seat with my piss (guilty – no not really). As I walked, the need to completely empty my bladder was still present so I thought “What the hell, my dress needs cleaning now anyway” and I stopped on the quiet corner and stood and pissed myself, letting it run down my legs and enjoying that feeling of relief.

I got to the house and my partner was still not home so I showered – yes of course I played with myself in the shower again but this time I masturbated until I came once again before getting into bed and waiting for my lover to come home. Oh and Dan? Well he rang me at work the next week and we arranged to meet but that’s another story. Let me say that Dan is now well into watersports.

Sweet Dreams byTheSensualist65©

Based on a true story.

Sweet Dreams 

Chapter One: The Tease

It had been a long night's work. I was working third shift at a local retail chain store stocking shelves. This was back in the early eighties before they all started staying open 24 hours. 

It was 8am and I was supposed to leave at 6. Over time again...I didn't mind, I liked the extra money, I needed it.

I was young, only eighteen and I still lived with my parents. I wanted my own place so I was hoarding money like a miser.

I was back in the stockroom putting up the overstock for the display I had built. I was supposed to be using a ladder to get to the higher shelves but decided to just climb the shelving. The rows of shelves were close enough that I could put a foot on both sides and straddle the isle while putting the boxes on the shelf. Elizabeth, one of the department managers stepped around the corner.

"You know you're supposed to be using a ladder for that..." she said.

At first I thought I was in trouble but then saw the smile form on her face as she picked up the last box and handed it to me. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of her smile. To say I had a thing for her would be an understatement.

Elizabeth was in her early thirties and had a body that most twenty year-old women would die for. She always wore tight dress slacks that showed off her long shapely legs that ended at her perfectly shaped ass. Today she wore a tight white button up dress shirt. That showed off the cleavage of her perfectly formed b-cup breasts.

As I put the last box on the shelf I looked down and had a perfect view. The top two buttons were undone the third was straining to contain the beauty within. Her hair was a dark brunette but what got to me most were her eyes. They seemed to almost glow with what I could only describe as a smoldering sensuality. I could only dream that with the right coaxing I could bring them to a burning flame of passionate desire. I knew there was no way a woman like this would be interested in a kid like me. So I did my best to keep my feelings to myself.

Maybe it was that I was tired, or maybe it was the sight of her looking up at me with those eyes. I slipped, started to fall. She reached up to help brace me. A wave of embarrassment ran through me.

"What a klutz" I thought to myself.

"Are you okay" she asked as I repositioned myself moving my legs down.

I was now standing two shelves lower.

"Yes" I replied, "Just a little tired."

Then I realized she was still bracing me. Her right hand had gone to my left hip. Her left hand grabbed the front waistband of my jeans, right at the top button. Her fingers had slipped just inside as she held on to me. Her face was only a few inches away from my crotch looking up at me. As much as I wanted to keep my feeling to myself my body had its own ideas. I could feel my cock starting to grow at the closeness of her hand.

She was looking me straight in the eyes and a smile came across her face.

"That's why you use ladders" she said, the playfulness still in her voice.

Her right hand left my hip as she moved back a little but her left still held onto the front of my jeans. My cock reached its full potential. I could feel the head pressing against her fingertips. A million emotions ran through me, I couldn't speak.

Her eyes went from mine downward, watching her own hand as she slipped her fingers out of my waistband and slid her hand slowly down the front of my jeans tracing the shape of my cock. 

I know it was only a few seconds but for me time went into slow motion I felt my legs tremble as her hand reached the base of my shaft gently rubbing my balls. Every fantasy I had ever had couldn't compare to what I was feeling in this moment.

I had closed my eyes for a second, and then opened them she was looking directly at me again. Her hand slid down my inner thigh then fell away from me.

"Maybe you should go home and get into bed. I wish I could, but I have a long day ahead of me" she said as she turned to walk away.

I looked down noticing the shapeliness of her back, everything about this woman cried out sensuality! 

Looking at her walking away from me I noticed there was a sway to her walk I hadn't seen before, confidence or maybe even cockiness. 

The sound of her heels on the concrete floor of the stock room seemed to echo as she walked away. Then I heard her say "Sweet Dreams".

Sweet Dreams

Chapter Two: The Fantasy

The drive home was frustrating. All I could think about was Elisabeth, her hand sliding down the front of my jeans, tracing the shape of my hard cock. That seductive dark red lipstick she wore, not over done but just enough to enhance her sensuality. The thought of those lips sliding up and down my cock made me hard again as my foot pressed the gas pedal down a bit farther.

At home I walked quickly to the door. I was only eighteen and lived with my parents. They both worked days so I had the place to myself. I went in and got into the shower. Making it cold hoping that would help my emotions subside, it didn't work. My mind swam with thoughts about her.

I got out of the shower and was still drying myself off as I went to my bedroom. I turned on my radio to the slow jazz station. If my friends knew I listened to music like this they would have called me a sissy. Still, I knew there was a time and place for everything and when it came to thinking about Elizabeth it had to be classy.

I flopped down on the bed, lay back and closed my eyes. I could still hear her voice.

"Sweet dreams," she had said.

And I thought, "If I am awake, is it a dream or a fantasy, definitely a fantasy".

She had been a fantasy of mine for some time now and after this morning's teasing the fire of that fantasy was burning hot. My hand slid down across my washboard abs reaching for my hard cock, gripping it tightly. Thoughts of her eyes, her lips, raced through my mind as my grip loosened a bit and I began to slowly stroke.

"Take your time," I told myself.

I knew that if I were with her I would want to take my time and enjoy every minute. I imagined the warmth of her lips pressing against mine my tongue slipping gently into her mouth, our tongues slowly beginning to swirl around each other, the feeling of our bodies pressing against each other.

My hand began to stoke faster as small, almost electric sensations shot out and into my body. I bit my lower lip to suppress a moan. Damn I was hot.

I thought of kissing my way down her neck to her beautiful breasts, caressing them gently with my hands as I teased her nipples with my lips and tongue.

My hips raised against my stroking hand, then slowly lowered again. My grip tightened as I began to jerk harder, faster. The sensation was becoming more intense.

I fantasized about kissing my way down across her stomach....down... kissing, licking.

I could feel my cum building up. My body wanted to let my desires take over.

"Not too fast, not too fast!" I told myself.

I slowed my stroking as my fantasy led my tongue to her clit, wondering if her hips would lift to meet it. I imagined the exquisite taste as I let my tongue trace down her soft pink lips. Swirling around the entrance where my cock so long to enter.

My desire for her began filling my body. My hand once again started to stoke a little faster, even as I tried to resist.

Would she moan with pleasure as my tongue slid back up to slowly tease on her clit, as I worked it in slow circles around her now hard button.

The electric sensations once again raced through my body. I wanted... no, I needed to cum. I tightened my grip on my cock as I kept the steady rhythm, trying to hold back.

I fantasized that as my tongue worked faster and faster her hands would drop down and grabbed me by the hair pulling my face in tighter.

With my grip still tight I once again increased the speed I was stroking my cock. The sensation was burning through my entire body; it was almost too much to bear.

With my eyes closed I pictured her as she began to near climax her thighs closing tightly around my ears, her hips would rising, as her body began to trembled. I fantasized about her head falling back, mouth opening to let her moans of pleasure escape. I wanted so much to give her such pleasure.

I was no longer capable of using conscious thought my head spun and my hand began to pound my cock hard and my hips began to pump up and down out of pure sexual instinct matching each stroke. I could feel my cum as it moved up the shaft of my pulsating cock flowing toward the head. My hand moved even faster my grip tightened trying to hold back.

I held on the fantasy of the image of her eyes, as she exploded in ecstasy.

Every muscle in my body tightened, my back arched up as my cock exploded. White hot drops of ecstasy sprayed up to my chest. My body was tight as my hand kept pounding harder, faster. A second burst of cum landed across my abs releasing with it the frustration from this morning's teasing. The next few strokes released most of the cum and frustration from my shaft.

My body began to relax back down into the bed. I kept stroking, slower now, gripping tighter trying to milk every last sensation from it as the last drops of cum dripped out. My hand still held my cock. I wondered if she knew that I was going do this when I got home. I was sure she did but I still knew she wouldn't take it any farther.

"What a fucking tease!" I thought, "Then again she could tease me any time."

I used the towel from my shower to clean myself up. I had worked a twelve hour shift and with the release I just had I found myself leaving the fantasy behind only to get lost in the very same sweet dreams she had told me to have.

Sweet Dreams 

Chapter Three: Pay Day

I woke from a dream about Elizabeth. My cock was so hard it hurt. Many of my dreams were about her. After this morning's encounter I knew it would only become worse. It was something I was willing to handle. However, I didn't have the time right now.

I rolled over, looked at the clock. I over slept. It was always hard to adapt to third shift. Got to get my head back into the game, I thought to myself. I jumped up for a quick and cold shower, dressed, and rushed out to get my ass to work. Damn, five minutes late, I thought to myself as I walked through the front doors. My boss, Charlie, always waited up front for his workers. He would give out the nightly work assignments and then go off to find someplace to sleep. As I ran through the door, Charlie was nowhere to be seen. Could I be so lucky?

I saw Dave, one of the janitorial staff. He was in the snack bar area mopping.

"Hey Dave, where's Charlie?" I asked.

"He didn't come in, an emergency or something" Dave replied.

"Do you know who's working then?" I asked.

"One of the daytime, suits I guess." he said.

I was happy I avoided Charlie's wrath. I headed toward the back of the store. It was Friday night and payday to boot. At the back of the store I went through the doors that led up to the second floor. Some of the daytime staff were still hanging around the break room. They were planning on going to the club. Sometimes I envied them, but that wasn't really my scene. I was somewhat shy and the idea of picking a woman up that way... well I wouldn't know where to begin. I quickly clocked in and went over to the window where the receptionist sat. She was packing up her stuff for the day.

"Hey Sally, can I get my check?"

"Hi John, Sorry I don't have them. Charlie won't be here tonight. Liz should have it though. She's back in the manager's office. She's working Charlie's shift tonight"

My heart stopped cold. Did she just say Liz. Liz is what everyone else called Elisabeth but it just didn't seem to fit. Calm down John, I told myself. She's here to work. There is no way she is here for just you. I looked up and noticed Sally looking at me.

"You Okay?" she asked looking concerned.

"Yeah, I just lost my train of thought."

"Well you have a good night. I'm going to go home now." It wasn't what she said.

It was how she said it. 

The smile on her face said she knew something I didn't. Was it my imagination getting the better of me. Get real John, your just tired and horny. There was no way she could know anything. I turned and walked down the hall to the manager's office. The door was open. 

Elizabeth was standing on the other side of the office, behind the big oak desk. She was looking out into the store through the big security window. I started to knock, then paused. The lights in the office were off. The only light coming into the room was from the window and the door where I stood. Elisabeth was partially silhouetted, which only emphasized the perfection of her slender figure. I drew a deep breath and I gazed upon her beauty. Her hair was up, showing the length of her neck. Instead of her usual dress slacks, she was wearing a dress. It was the classic, sexy, little black dress that it seemed all women owned. Still, few could make it look as good as Elizabeth. It was very form fitting, tight at the waist, and had an open back. As my eyes traveled down, I noticed it stopped just above the knees. She wore black stockings which lead down to a pair of high heels that defined her legs perfectly. This is not what I thought a manger would ever wear to work on third shift.

I knocked lightly on the door and cleared my throat.

"Elizabeth" My voice faltered. Bolstering myself, I continued as she turned to face me, "I'm sorry to bother you, but I was told you had the pay checks."

"John, you could never be a bother." she said with her regular playfulness. She reached for a small pile of checks sitting on the desk and started to shuffle through them. I walked over to the desk. My confidence rising, I took a deep breath.

"If you don't mind me saying so, you look beyond beautiful tonight." Oh God, I thought, was that too much?

"Oh this" she replied looking down at herself. "My daughter had her violin recital tonight. She's twelve and it's everything to her. Since her father and I got divorced he never shows up anymore. Then I had to drop her off at my sister's and come straight here. I'll change later when I get the chance." The smile never left her face, which calmed me down a little more.

"Here it is" she said pulling my check from the stack. It looks like you have a big one"

I had been working a lot of overtime. However the innuendo was not lost on me. Memories of this morning's encounter in the stockroom flashed through my mind. Then pulling off a yellow post it note that was attached to my check she continued. 

"Oh actually, I'm not supposed to give this to you until you have your ninety day performance review. Charlie was supposed to do that tonight. Since he's not here, I guess I'll have to take care of that for him" She walked out from behind the desk and leaned back on it next to where I stood. My heart beat a little faster as her skirt slid up and I could see the buckle of a garter belt attached to the top of her stocking. She seemed not to notice. I thought to myself that the other mothers at the recital probably

didn't appreciate the way she was been dressed. She leaned forward her breasts pushing up as she handed the check to me.

"I'll tell you what," she said in a playful half whisper. "'I'll give this to you now if you promise to come back up later, so I can review your performance." Once again the innuendo was not lost on me. My hand reached out to take the check from her.

Oh God this wasn't fair, I thought. I tried frantically to think of something suave, sophisticated, or even at least witty to say. "I Promise," was all I that came out.

At that moment Tony step into the office. It broke the tension but annoyed me all the same time.

"Hey Liz I heard you have our checks?"

Tony had worked here longer then I had. He claimed to have slept with half the women who had worked here. Furthermore he was trying to get together with Elizabeth. Elizabeth looked toward me and rolled her eyes. She put one hand on my shoulder and leaned across the desk to get the checks. Her body brushed against mine. I felt my body tense. Tony gave her the once over and winked.

"Hey Liz you look really hot! You didn't have to get all dressed up for me you know."

Tony truly thought of himself as a ladies' man. Truth be told he had been with more women than me. Most of them were one night stands. He worked on quantity where I felt quality was far more important. Still, Elizabeth was having not falling for it. That was one of the many reasons I found her so captivating. I loved her confidence.

"Trust me Tony I didn't...." her tone had quickly become sarcastic as she handed him his check.

"You can go start facing shelves in the hardware department. Let everyone know that I'll send John down in a few minutes with their work assignments." Tony turned and walked out the door whistling as he went.

Once again she leaned against me and reached across the desk to pick up a clip board.

I inhaled sharply. Oh God, does she know what she is doing to me. I could feel my heart race as the room felt a little warmer.

"Charlie left this list of job assignments. Could you please be a dear and take care of getting everyone started? Three people didn't show up tonight. I trust you to figure it out." Her voice was once again playful. "Once your done come back up, I'll take care of that review," she said as her hand reached up and touched me on the chest. Her fingers trail down to my abs.

I felt more confident after seeing her treat Tony so casually. Not to mention her touch that gave me that familiar feeling that told me I was starting to get hard. I replied, "Elizabeth, I'll take care of everything, and come right back up, I promise!"

I started to turn and she suddenly said in a quiet, almost sultry tone. "John, why do you always call me Elizabeth and not Liz like everyone else does?" The way she said my name made my heart skip a beat. I hesitated.

"I fits you better."

"What do you mean?"

"Well... I..." I found myself stammering. "Well I mean that... I see you as being more sophisticated than just a Liz."

She smiled again. "Sophisticated, How?"

"Liz... well, sounds like a girl who would be happy with the drive thru at McDonald's. I guess I see you as more of a twelve course gourmet meal type. Does that make any sense?"

She smiled. I loved her smile. It wasn't her usual playful smile but something more. It was deeper. I saw a look in her eyes that seemed to pull me toward her. Her body leaned forward. And I found her lips pressing against mine. Her tongue softly slipped past my lips. I responded by leaning into her and returned her affections. The warmth of our kiss sent my head into a momentary spiral. She moaned softly pulling back a little. She was breathing heavy as her forehead leaning against mine. I noticed that her eyes were closed. Her lips parted to let out a big sigh. In that moment I knew she wanted me

as much as I wanted her. She breathed in and she opened her eyes. Her hand on my chest seemed reluctant to push me back. She glanced down and then back up at me.

She whispered "Go get everyone started." Her fingers gently pushed as she said "then come back up just like you promised"

Completely speechless, I pivoted and started walking toward the door. I was stopped by her voice again.

"And by the way, that was just the appetizer," she said softly. "I expect the other eleven courses when you get back."

I smiled as I step through the door to the hallway. My insecurities were fading quickly. That is always how it was with me. When I wanted a woman, I always felt that she wouldn't be interested in someone like me. However, when she lets me know, by her action or her words my confidence rises. I had a very good teacher. She was an older woman who taught me what women really wanted. It was the true secret to women and it was so simple. They are just people. No two were exactly alike, each with their own desires and needs. They may be similar but never exactly the same. Pay attention and they will tell you exactly what they want, even if they don't use words.
I was on edge, part of me wanted to turn around walk back into the office. I wanted to bend her over the desk and take her right then and right there. However the better half of me won out and I moved quickly down the hall to the stairs. I took the steps two at a time. I paused in front of the door at the bottom. I took a couple deep breaths in and out to clear my head. Then I went out to find everybody, give them their assignment, and get back as quickly as possible. There were only four of us working tonight, which was usual for a payday. So, at least this wouldn't take long. They were all in the hardware department with Tony. The cleaning crew was over in the soft line's area of the store redoing the floors. As I approached, Tony gave out a long slow whistle.

"Man did you see Liz? She was hot! I may have to go up and get me some of that!"

"More likely you'll get yourself a fired and a lawsuit to boot!" I replied.

"Come on now, you wouldn't even know what to do with a woman like that!" he retorted.

Part of me wanted to brag. I wanted tell him how good it felt to kiss her, about the look in her eyes, and the sultry sound of her voice when she made me promise to come back. It wasn't worth it. Ignoring Tony's comment I turned to the two other workers. They were new and had only been working a week or so. I couldn't even remember their names. I asked them to go back into receiving and start working the new stock that had come in on today's truck.

As for Tony, well maybe the power went to my head. I looked at the list of assignments for the evening. Tony was listed to clean up in the back stock room. I knew he would just go back and sleep. Since we were short handed I looked for something to keep him busy. Yeah that's the one, I thought to myself with a slight sly smile.

"Tony, Cindy didn't show up tonight so you need to go over and restock the feminine hygiene isle."

I knew he hated that job.

"Ah, Shit! Isn't there something else I can do?" He pleaded.

Yes power had corrupted me, oh well, I thought. Then replied "I know, just get it done then you can go back and clean the stock room. I'll be in the sight and sound stockroom going over inventory"

I picked that job for myself because the room would be lock. If anyone came looking they wouldn't know that I was upstairs with Elizabeth. Tony walked off grumbling. I knew he would get over it and at least he would be busy for awhile.

I walked to the sight and sound department and headed down the stereo aisle. I turned all the stereos to the same station and then cranked up the volume so everyone could hear. We did this every night. It was one of the perks to third shift. I walked around the department pretending to check the shelf stock. I had to put on the act. Fifteen minutes later I started to work my way to the back of the store. As I reached the top of the stairs, I opened the door to the break room and I could feel my heart as it started beating faster. Could this really be happening, I thought to myself as I walked down the hall to the manager's office.

Elizabeth was standing where she had been earlier looking out the security window into the store. I knew she had to seen me as I worked my way back through the store. I walked slowly across the room, taking in her beauty. Her long beautifully shaped legs, her perfect tight round ass, those hips, the slender V shape of her back as it as it came up to her soft rounded shoulders, and the length of her neck. I felt like I was walking into one of my dreams. My jeans became uncomfortable I could feel my cock growing quickly. By the time I reached her It was hard. It hurt a little as the skin became stretched to its limit.

I placed my hand on her right hip. The other hand went a little higher on her left side sliding about her waist. I pulled her to me. I gave her a soft kiss just above her collarbone. I felt her press back against m e. No words were said as I trailed my lips up her neck, stopping just at the back of her ear. Her head fell back and a soft moan escaped her lips.

"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever known" I whispered softly.

She slowly turned to face me. "I don't know why you..." she cut me off by lightly placing her fingers over my lips.

She spoke softly. "You don't have to say anything. I know you don't know why. That's why I want you."

She gazed into my eyes. Her hand slid up the front of my jeans her nails trailing over my cock. I felt myself tremble. This was going too fast. Her fingers stopped at the top of my jeans. Her nails made quick work of the top button. She unzipped my jeans and she leaned towards me her lips pressing softly against mine. Her fingers wrapped around my cock. Her tongue sought entrance into my mouth and she began to stroke me. It was too much. I could feel my cum building fast. 

I reluctantly tore myself away from her whispering across her lips. "I don't want to cum yet! Please not yet. I want t-t-too..."

She cut me off, "It's okay. Cum for me, let it go!"

Her words were like a trigger. I lost control. My whole body trembled as I felt that first hot burst of cum release from my cock into her hand. She kept the same slow rhythmic stoking. Then leaned in and kiss me again, deeper, harder than before. My moans of pleasure escaped into her mouth. I could feel my cock shooting my cum onto her hand as she kept up the slow stroking. As I began to come down from the ecstasy high I felt my cock begin to soften.

I could hear myself saying to her; "I'm sorry, I didn't want to... not that fast" My breathing was heavy and I spoke in short quiet gasps. "I... I..." looking into her eyes I continued, "I can do it again."

A smile came across her face. Her eyes sparkled with what I could only describe as desire. "I was counting on that," she whispered as she leaned in and began kissing me again.

I felt as if I was at the mercy of this woman's desires. Desires I longed to fulfill. I let my left hand slide around to the back of her neck, while the other traced down the length of her spine to rest at the small of her back. My fingers moved up into her hair at the nape of her neck. Gently my fingers tangled into her hair gathering it softly into my hand. With a gentle tug I brought her head back as I began to kiss my way down the right side her neck. The moan from her parted lips was soft and deep. I stopped my lips at the center of her collar bone. I carefully untangled my fingers from her hair and slid my hand back to her shoulder. My hand at the small of her back and my other at her shoulder, I slowly turned her and pushed her back to the desk. She followed my lead perfectly as if we were caught in some sensually, hypnotic waltz.

Reaching the desk, I lifted her up on it. My hands slid up the sides of her legs. My fingers caught at the hem of her dress pulling it with them, giving me a better view of her legs. Seeing the top of the thigh high stockings, the strap of her garter belt, and the black lace panties, I fought the urge to drop to my knees. Not just yet, I told myself. I began sliding my hands up her sides around to her back pulling her in for another deep sensual kiss. The kiss was more passionate then before. Her tongue was moving more deliberately, demanding. Her breathing was faster. I could feel her breasts pressing into my chest and her small, soft moans were muffled by our kiss. My hands slid to her shoulders hooking into the straps of her dress and sliding them slowly down her arms. My fingers softly caressed her skin as the dress fell down to bunch at her waist. She wasn't wearing a bra! I couldn't help but look down at the beauty of her perfect B-cup breasts. I let the fingers of my left hand slide up gently, reaching out for her breast I softly caressed it. My right hand went up from the small of her back. My fingers again gathered her dark brunette strands. I pulled on her silken strands ending our kiss.

Her moan wasn't louder but seemed to resonate from somewhere deeper inside her. I began to kiss my way down the other side of her neck. I deliberately and slowly did it kiss by kiss, letting my tongue stop to tease her with gentle swirls. I lips moved down her neck, to her chest. I took the nipple of the breast into my mouth. My tongue swirled teasing it in circles as I let my lips softly enveloped the areola. Her back arched instinctively pushing herself towards the source of pleasure. Her hands dropped to the desk her fingers gripping it for support herself.

She moaned with a whispering gasp, "Your such a tease!" Her back arched, as she inhaled sharply, "Oh God yes!" her body trembled in my embrace.

Hearing her sounds of pleasure excited me. Feeling her body's movements told me what I wanted to know. I was turning her on. My cock responded by beginning to grow hard once again.

My right hand released her hair and slid it around to her right breast. Her breathing was fast. She tried to be quiet, but the soft moans still escaped her beautiful lips. I brought my attention to her other breast and I let my tongue swirl softly around her nipple. My lips covered it with their warmth, softly sucking, coaxing each soft, sigh like moans out of her. Next I gently let my teeth take hold. She almost jumped forward. Her hands quickly moved to the back of my head, grabbing my hair. She pulled me tightly into her chest. Her lips let out a long, hard moan and I felt her hips thrust forward. Her back arch a little bit more against me. I pushed my body into hers holding her on the desk. I lingered there a moment, slowly releasing the pressure of my teeth and soothing her nipple with my tongue. Then with a few soft kisses. I pulled back a little. I felt her body relax melting softly into mine. We held the embraced a moment feeling each other's warmth. 

I pulled back to peel off my t-shirt. She looked at me with pure lust in her eyes. Her fingers slid down my chest. Her nails lingering at my abs. Quickly her hands dropped to the top of my jeans. Her nails hooking into my boxers she pulled them down past my hips. The fabric fell to the floor gathering around my ankles. I could tell she was eager for more. I could feel my cock jump at her touch as she stroke me gently. Not yet, I thought to myself, and began kissing my way down across her stomach. Slowly I dropped to me knees forcing her hand away from my cock. Naturally her hands went back to my hair, gently urging me to continue. My lips kept kissing down, slowly teasing her even more. I wanted to drag out every lingering kiss, letting my tongue make gentle swirls. I wanted her hot. I wanted her hotter then she had ever been before.

I stopped at the top of her black lace panties. The smell of her perfume mixed with the enticing aroma of her wetness. I wanted to taste her so badly. I resisted. It was much harder to do this time as my desire for her reached new heights. My cock still feeling the latent sensations from her touch, I moved my head back. Her fingers slipped from my hair to rest on the edge of the desk. Carefully I lifted her left leg to my shoulder bending her knee. Looking down at me expectantly she slowly lowered herself back on the desk. Her body trembled slightly. I heard soft moans. They were almost like whimpers, sounds of unfulfilled desire. Desire that she wanted so desperately to be satisfied. I kept teasing. Maybe the power was going to my head again.

I kissed the inside of her thigh starting at her knee. I worked my way up slowly. My lips stopped at the top of the stocking, my Breath hot upon her thigh. My hands were shaking as I reached to unhook the garter belt. Mt fingers fumbled with front buckle then the back. I was trying to move slowly but my desire made my hands faster move faster then I wished.

I lifted her right leg up and placed it over my shoulder like I had done to the other. This time I went straight to the buckles, undoing the quicker than before. My right hand went up to hook around the top hem of her panties. The left hand slid up her inner thigh to the bottom of her panties. Oh my God she is dripping! My body trembled, and I tensed up as I felt the heat of her.

Her hands reached up behind, gripping the far edge of the desk. Her hips pushed up against my hand. I could feel her legs pressing down hard on my shoulders. Her whole body tightened with desire. Through her panties I could feel the soft form of her pussy lips. I could feel her neatly trimmed bush as I let the left hand linger. Applying a little pressure where I felt her clit was, I rubbed it gently through her panties.

"Oh God I'm cumming again," she cried out. "Oh, Yes, yes..." Her voice trailed off into softer moans as her hips lowered again.

My body was on fire. I could think of nothing but bringing pleasure to this woman. I Slid my left hand over I hooked my fingers into her panties. I raised my head and kissed her just above the hem before I started to pull them down. My lips trailed along with them as they moved. I paused for a moment. My tongue reached out for her clit making little circle motions. It was not long, before her hips pushed up again and she moaned intensely. I continued down, her panties slowly peeling them away from her. My tongue slipped between the folds of her hot, wet lips. I felt my body tremble at the exquisite, sweet, taste she had to offer.

I breathed her scent in deeply as I continued to pull her panties down. I Slid them off of one foot only to leave them hanging on the other. My hands went to the top of her legs. My shoulders raised her hips up as my tongue reached the entrance. I prepared myself for a taste of paradise. I dipped my tongue into her hot flesh. I teased the entrance for a few more moments, circling my tongue, before pushing it in and then circling it again. I began sliding my tongue back up through the fleshy folds. I teased up until it reached the nub of her sensitive clit. The tip of my tongue gave gentle soft flicks at first: A circle, then two, three. I buried my face into her. I let my lips settle around her clit. I applied enough sucking pressure to pull it completely out of hiding place and I began to work it with my tongue.

She was still laying all the way back on the desk. One of her hands moved to my head, gripping my hair tightly. The other was still reaching across holding the edge at the far side. I was done teasing. I began to work her clit faster, faster. Her hips bucked up hard, lowered and raised again as waves of ecstasy began to tear through her body. I let one finger slip slowly into the entrance of her pussy. I felt her hot juices drip down my hand. I searched just inside for that little rough spot; that, little cluster of nerves that I knew would bring her even more pleasure. I found it. I began letting the tip of my finger press gently in circle around it. I tried to match the movements of my finger to the rhythm of my tongue on her clit. Her hips now lifted and dropped quickly, almost rhythmically. Her moans became louder blending in with deep gasps as she still tried to hold back. I slid a second finger in teasing her G-spot then dipping deep within her. I Slid my fingers back out only to tease that sweet spot again.

My other hand held tightly around her waist trying to hold myself against the motion of her hips. Her hand gripped my hair tighter, pulling me in harder. I ignored the pain. Her moans were hard and loud. She gasped deeply for air as she became completely unbridled from her inhibitions. Her back arched, then fall back down, then arch again. She came again and again. Her moans became near screams hand across her own mouth. Her lips parted. Her teeth came out to bite down on her fingers muffling her screams. The hand at the back of my head held me in tight. Her juices filled my mouth. I kept working my tongue and fingers swallowing as much of her sweet nectar as I could. Her back arched pressing her ass hard into the desk. Her whole body shook as her legs pressed down hard on my shoulders. I could feel as her toes pointed against my back Then I heard what I had been working so hard for.

"Oh God, stop... please! Stop I can't... I can't take any more." I flicked her clit a couple more time making her body convulse. The hand in my hair jerked my head back hard and let go. She rolled part way onto her side, small tremors racing through her body.

I stood up and looked down at her. She had an amazing glow about her and at this moment she looked sexier than ever before. My rock hard cock was pulsing and was more than ready for her. I took her by the hips and urged her to turn back over. I wanted her amazing legs and ass on perfect display. She moved willingly, straightening her legs then spreading them, moving her feet farther apart. She arched her back bringing her pussy to the perfect height. She was preparing for me to penetrate her. I looked down at her beautiful, steaming, wet pussy.

Damn, I heard that familiar voice. Not too fast. Tease her. Make her want it even more. I stopped for a moment and then moved. I slipped the head of my throbbing cock in just past her hot folds of flesh. I felt as a wave of pleasure ran through me. I let a few more inches slide into her and then slide back till it was almost out. My eyes closed because if I looked at her I knew would lose control. I repeated the process. The next push I gave another inch further, trying to tease her. I was finding that I was teasing myself also. Again I pushed a little deeper than before then almost out.

"Oh God, you are so hot" I moaned out. The words just flowed out with no real thought. I wanted to just lose control. I looked down at her. Her head was turned toward me. The look in her eyes was beyond desire, beyond lust. It was primal.

"Oh God...Fuck Me... Fuck me hard," She gasped out. "Oh God please fuck me hard..." she said, now in a deep muffled cry of desire.

I slid, almost out. Then with both hands on her hips I thrust forward, hard, plunging every inch of my rock hard cock into her. Her head dropped against the desk as she bit her lower lip trying to muffle her screams of ecstasy.

"Oh God, yes like that, just keep fucking me" she cried out.

I began pounding hard, fast... then harder and faster. I felt my body giving up control to my natural desires. My hips began to move faster than I could ever consciously will them to. I could feel the walls of her pussy convulsing as waves of pleasure rippled through her body. I tried to hold off, but kept slamming my cock into her. I could feel the desire building. The lust for her was taking control. 

"Oh God.... No!" I moaned out. Those few words expressing all of the pent up frustration I needed to release but still wanted to hold on to. I knew I was going to cum. I looked down at her. I saw my cock sliding in and out of her dripping pussy. God it's so amazing! My body trembled.

"Oh God, yes...Yes!" I moaned out again. "I'm going to cum!"

My hips thrust hard into her. My body convulsed as I felt my cum racing up the shaft. I let out a primal grunting as my cum burst past the confines of my cock filling her hot pussy.

"Oh God yes! Give to me! Give it to me!" she cried out making no attempt to be quiet.

I kept pounding her, watching as my cock slid in and out. Every muscle in my body tight as I gave her all I had. Each inward stroke sending more cum into her. Cum spilling out of her, dripping onto the desk, spilling on down to the floor with each pull outward. I felt it all draining from me. I slowed myself. I kept fucking her, in and out, using every inch of my cock, slowly stroking her. Feeling her walls squeeze and release against the hardness of my cock,. I felt a quick sensation shoot out through my body. My body convulsed as I slammed hard and deep into her one last time. Finally reliving myself of the last drops of my fluid, milking the last sensations of ecstasy from my now trembling body.
I let my cock slide all the way in and stopped. I leaned over her one arm braced against the desk. The other arm wrapped around her pulling her to me. I felt the sweat on her back. Her body trembled just as mine was. She pressed back against me as we both stood in unison. My arms wrapped around her from behind holding her, feeling her breath, her heart beat as it slowly began to subside. I could only think that she could feel the same from me. My cock still inside her, began to grow soft. We held the embrace for several minutes, neither one of us speaking. She gave out a deep sigh and began to turn around facing me.

"I never dreamed..." she said.

"Neither did I..." I replied.

We embraced a moment more and then stepped apart. She looked at her watch.

"Oh God", glancing toward the window "Do you think anyone heard?" she asked. She looked out but everyone was in their place working.

"I think were okay. I turned the stereos up pretty loud." I replied. Then looking in her eyes, I smiled.

"How did I do on my review?" I playfully asked. 

"Well you are definitely are getting a raise!"

"I thought I already did that twice?" I quickly replied.

She giggled softly.

"We better get dressed," I suggested and began pulling up my pants.

She reached into her bag. She pulled out jeans and a t-shirt.

God she looked good in anything, I thought.

"Did your daughter really have a recital tonight?"

She looked down. "No," she said quietly

"Then you dressed that way for me?"

Dressed now, she leaned into me and kissed me. "Yes"

The feeling I had in that moment meant more to me then all the rest.

"We shouldn't leave at the same time. You go first. I need a few moments" she said.

I slowly walked backward toward the door, taking in her beauty one more time. I passed through the door walked slowly down the hall. I hoped that it wouldn't be another ninety days before my next performance review.