Short and erotic stories......

[Pearly]

Love in the Tub...

Mandy hurried around the house lighting candles. Richard was due home any minute and she wanted everything to be perfect. It was their anniversary, and tonight would be an experience he would never forget. Checking the time, she realized she was running out of time.

The bathroom was her next stop, and she twisted the chrome knobs sending a gush of water from the faucet and into the tub. She ran it a little warmer than usual to be certain the temperature would be right when they were ready to get in. The rattling of keys alerted her that he was home, so she raced through the halls and entered the living room just as he came through the door.

"Wow honey," Richard exclaimed as his eyes drank in her naked beauty.

She squealed when she noticed the bouquet of red roses gripped in his hand. "Oh they're beautiful, thank you sweetie!"

Taking him by the hand, Mandy led him to the bathroom. "You've had a hard day at work. I thought a good way to start the night would be a relaxing bath." Slowly, she undressed him, peeling away his clothing to reveal a fit body of taut muscles and a cock slowly swelling to attention.

The water rippled around them as they stepped into the tub. Grabbing the soap, she ran it sensuously over his skin. Her fingers took special care to work up a lather around his cock and balls, the slippery soap a perfect lubricant for stroking. The attention of her hand brought his cock to full erectness, and it stood straight up, the tip just breaking the surface of the water. She rinsed the soap from his body, the water running over his tanned skin in rivulets as she poured it over him.

"My turn to bathe you," Richard whispered and his hands ran over her creamy skin, stroking the curves of her body. He soaped her up, teasing her nipples with the ivory bar before sliding it over her belly and running it down her slit. The warm water felt heavenly as he spilled it down her skin, washing away the soap.

His strong arms pulled her into his lap, and Mandy wrapped her legs around his waist. "I love you," he whispered, his breath warm against her ear. Pressing his lips against hers, he kissed her passionately. All the love he felt for her came through in the kiss, his tongue dancing with hers in a ballet of passion.

She moaned into his mouth as his hands caressed her breasts. Arching her back pushed them harder into his palms and he rubbed them against her stiffening rosy peaks. Kisses trailed down her neck until his hungry mouth found an erect nub, and he grasped it gently between his teeth and flicked it with his tongue before drawing it between his lips to ravenously suckle it.

"Oh god," Mandy cried as his fingers slid between her nether lips to stroke her throbbing clit. He worked her into a frenzy, his thumb circling around and around the sensitive bundle of nerves as his finger slid inside her aroused pussy. "Please Richard...," she begged as her body thrust onto his finger.

"Ride me my love," he said as he withdrew his finger from her hot sex.

Reaching down, she found his cock hard and ready, and she guided it to her throbbing entrance. "Oh yes," she moaned as she sank down, reveling in how his cock felt as it stretched her pussy open. Water splashed over the sides of the tub as she rode him slowly, her body rocking back and forth.

His hot mouth closed over her nipple, the urgency with which he sucked it further igniting her passion, and Mandy rode him harder, bucking up and down on his stiff cock, driving him deep inside her. "Richard!" she cried out when his finger wormed between them to rub her clit.

The slow sensual dance of love evolved into passionate love making as their bodies slapped together in the water, sending waves over the side and onto the bathroom floor. Delicious pleasure blazed through her, burning hotter with each thrust of his cock into her silken sex. "Oh my love, my love!" she screamed as blissful release rocked her body, the powerful orgasm causing her body to shake and quiver.

His cries quickly followed hers as Richard thrust his hips upwards, driving his cock deep inside her wet pussy. Warmth flooded her core as his pulsing cock shot spurts of hot cum against her cervix. Their lustful encounter ended as she collapsed against his chest, murmuring the depth of her love.

[Pearly]

Open House......

Deb looked out the large window into the lush back yard. "Beautiful isn't it?" asked her husband Ben as his arms circled around her belly and his chin rested lightly on her shoulder.

"Yes it is," she responded as her eyes swept over the tall leafy trees and the colorful flowerbeds dotting the green landscape. "I think we should make an offer. I want this house."

"I want you," he whispered in her ear as his hands rose to gently squeeze her breasts.

"Ben! There are people everywhere. Someone will see us."

"So?"

A shiver of excitement raced through her as his thumbs grazed across her nipples. He stood straighter, the wide muscular frame of his body blocking their actions from the view of the other interested buyers wandering through the house.

"Play with yourself."

The protest died on her lips as his fingers pressed firmly against her nipples, pinching the aching buds between the tips. She knew she couldn't deny him, so her hand slipped into the waistband of her skirt.

"Uhuh… go from the bottom."

"Ben… please…"

"Do it."

She pulled her hand from the top of her skirt and lifted the hem of the short black mini. Pushing her hand between her trembling thighs, she gasped softly as her fingers brushed against the swollen lips of her pussy. Her head lolled against his shoulder, her auburn curls cascading around her face as she stroked her moist labia. A low moan spilled from between her full lips as feathering strokes aroused her clit into a hard nub.

Her breathing grew ragged as pleasure rolled through her body. Ben's fingers teased her nipples, adding to the ecstasy building within her. When her hips began to rock against her hand, he grasped her arm tightly, and pulled her hand from between her legs. "Come," was all he said as he released her body and strode deeper into the house.

"Would you like some cookies?" asked the realtor as they passed through the gleaming and spacious kitchen. "Their made from my Grandmother's recipe."

"No thank you," Deb answered breathlessly as she attempted to keep up with Ben's long strides.

He led her up the winding staircase, their footfalls softened by plush beige carpet lining the steps. Hammering in her chest, her heart felt as though it would crash through her ribs as the anticipation of what was to come surged through her body. As he ducked into a bedroom, he caught her eye, and she felt the heat of his lust bore into her.

When she entered the room, he was waiting for her beside the folding doors of a large walk-in closet. Knowing what he wanted, she padded inside the enclosure. Shadows closed in as the door shut behind his imposing figure. The rasping of his zipper floated to her ears and she immediately dropped to her knees before him. As her hands moved to touch him, she heard his deep voice, "Mouth only."

To be sure she wouldn't forget, Deb put her hands behind her back, clasping her fingers together. Leaning forward, she stuck out her tongue and ran it up the length of his veined shaft. She swirled the tip around the sensitive underside of the crown and was rewarded with a low moan. Knowing what he liked, she planted feathery kisses down his cock and then ran her tongue over his shaven balls before sucking one gently into her mouth.

The heavy shaft rested hot against her cheek as she caressed his balls with her tongue. A sharp tug of her hair reminded her they didn't have much time, so she released the wrinkled sac and slid her lips up his cock until they wrapped around the fat head. In one quick movement, she impaled her mouth on his hard dick, sliding down until the tip pushed against the back of her throat.

Slurping noises filled the closet as she hungrily sucked him, her tongue caressing the hot skin of his cock as her mouth bobbed up and down. Another sharp tug pulled her off his dick with a wet pop as the suction was broken. "Hands and knees."

Deb turned and got into position, sticking her ass high in the air as she waited for him to fill her. A loud cry tore from her lips as his hard cock pressed against her throbbing pink opening and then thrust forcefully inside. In one plunge, he was buried to the hilt inside her pulsing wetness. His hand tangled in her hair and yanked her head back as he rode her like an animal in heat.

Soft whimpers grew in volume as they poured from her mouth while his cock pistoned inside her hungry pussy. Pleasure bloomed within her, each powerful stroke sending hot vibrations through her body. Her fingers dug into the carpet as she desperately tried to maintain control of the volatile sensations careening through her as his thick shaft plunged relentlessly into her slick cunt.

"Cum!" he commanded, his voice straining with effort as he fucked her pussy.

The intense pressure building within her exploded in pulsing waves as her cries echoed off the bare walls of the closet. Her pussy rippled around his cock, squeezing it wildly as passion roared through her body. A low growl ripped from his throat as his hands grabbed around her waist and jerked her onto his cock as he forcefully slammed into her one last time before his hot milky cum splattered against her velvet walls.

Trembling, she rose on weak legs after he withdrew from her throbbing pussy. Their mingled juices slowly coated the inside of her creamy thighs as they exited the closet. As they passed back through the kitchen, Ben stopped to chat with the realtor and made an offer on the house. A month later, when they moved in, Deb stood in the middle of the closet and smiled as warm memories of its christening flooded her mind.

[Pearly]

Sensual Massage

If your special lady has had a rough day or you just want to do something nice for her, treat her to a sensual massage. Set the mood by dimming the room's lights and lighting a few candles, scented if you have them. Don't overdo it. You only need a few. Turn on soft soothing music. Instrumental is usually best because it has no words for your partner to focus on and comes in a variety of calming renditions. Make sure the room is warm since your lover will be naked and uncovered during the massage.

You'll need oil of some type because your hands will glide across her skin much easier with lubrication. Any kind of massage oil, or even baby oil will work. Before you get started, keep in mind that you are doing this as something special for your lover. Though there will be genital stimulation included, don't take that to mean that sex is a given once the massage ends. This is all for her pleasure.

Begin by having your lover lie on her stomach on the surface you have chosen, which will likely be the bed unless you've got a massage table. You can either begin at her head or her feet, but whichever spot you choose, move in a straight line from there. In other words, if you start with her head, move to her neck, shoulders, etc. Don't jump from lower body to upper and vice versa. For the sake of this article, we'll start with her head.

Massage her scalp gently using your thumbs and fingers in a circular motion. You can also put gentle pressure around her head with your finger tips. Make sure you don't skip behind the ears. From the head, move on to the neck and shoulders. If your partner has much stress in her life, these two areas are likely to be stiff as they end up taking the brunt of tension. Gently and methodically sooth these tight muscles in a circular motion and up and down caresses. Be sure you have worked all of the tension from the top of her shoulders before you move on to her back.

While massaging the back, search for tense knots of tissue and pay special attention to them. Gently kneading them with your knuckles or the heel of your hand will help ease them. Don't forget the sides of the spinal column. Stress can collect there and cause the outlying muscles to tighten. Make sure you don't press too hard as you can cause pain and negate the relaxation you are trying to create.

Once all of the knots have been worked out of the muscles on the back, move on to the hips and buttocks. You might have to exert a bit more pressure here if your lover is ticklish. While rubbing the cheeks of her butt, don't be afraid to delve in between them. Just be sure that you don't get too distracted as you aren't even half way through with the massage yet! As you travel downward, don't neglect the area where the thighs meet her ass. This is actually a fairly sensitive area. Once you've sufficiently caressed them, you can start working on the legs.

Instead of rubbing both at the same time, do only one before moving on to the next. Use both hands to massage her thighs and then move on to the calfs once you are finished with her upper legs. The calf muscles do quite a bit of work during the course of the day so spend some time pampering these as you massage the tension away. Again, only concentrate on one side at a time.

Before you begin on her feet, have her roll over onto her back. You might need to exert a bit more pressure here as well if she is ticklish. The feet are another area that needs pampering. They take quite a hammering every day and can use the special attention. Massage the bottoms with your thumbs. Lightly stroke the tops with your fingertips. Gently pull on each toe as your fingers slide down them.

Move up the legs the same way you worked down on the other side. Be more gentle on the lower legs as there isn't as much muscle to cushion the bones. When you reach the upper thighs, resist the temptation to dive between them with your fingers. That will come last. The stomach is another area prone to be ticklish so firmer strokes may be needed here as well. As you move upwards, you may massage the valley between her breasts but contain the urge to squeeze the globes. Rub the muscles above her breasts as the strain on her shoulders can aggravate them as well.

Now it's time for the arms. Do each one separately, making sure to massage both sides as you move from the shoulders down to her hands. Massage the hands as you did the feet, lightly stroking the tops and rubbing the palms with your thumbs. Gently pull the fingers as you glide down them. Don't forget to do her face and temples before you give in to the urge to move downwards once more. The temples are also a repository for the day's stress so spend some time there first.

Once you've covered her face and temples, you can move back down to her breasts. The rest of the massage should come naturally as it will be the same as foreplay. Remember not to expect sex to develop from it, though if you get her aroused enough it can very likely happen. Make the remaining part of the massage slow and teasing. Spend time on the fleshy parts of her breasts before you touch her nipples. Stroke lightly on her inner thighs coming closer and closer to her pussy before finally caressing the outer lips. Tease around her pussy lips and mons before finally delving between them to search out her clit.

You may have done such a good job on the massage that she's so relaxed she only wants to sleep, but there's a good chance that the genital parts of the massage will be enough to rouse her and get her in the mood. Good luck and have fun giving pleasure to your partner!

[Pearly]

Stranded - Rescue turns into a rough fuck.

Maryanne exited the Haunted Trail, angrily kicking rocks as she walked down the pathway to the parking area. Her friends had pulled one of their usual pranks and had deserted her as soon they had entered the Haunted Trail, leaving her to walk it alone.

As she reached the parking area, she looked around for her friends. They were nowhere to be seen. Maryanne made her way to where the car was parked. She arrived at the spot where the car was supposed to be, but it was not there.

"I know this is where the car was parked," Maryanne thought to herself. She hurried around the parking lot, looking for the car, thinking her friends might have moved it to a different spot as another prank. The car was not in the parking area. Maryanne could not believe her friends had gone so far as to leave her stranded. They knew that she was spooked very easily and that she would be on edge after having gone through the trail alone. They probably thought that stranding her alone in the dark field where the Haunted Trail was located was the perfect Halloween prank.

"When I get my hands on them..."

Maryanne waited in the parking area for a little while, thinking that maybe her friends would come back and get her after making her suffer for a short time. Half an hour had passed and Maryanne was still alone. She decided that her only option was to walk back to town. It was only a few miles away, and Maryanne hoped she would make it back in an hour or two if she walked very quickly. There was also the possibility that someone she would know who had been at the Haunted Trail would come by and give her a ride back to town. It was a good chance, since the town was fairly small and she knew most of the townsfolk came to the Haunted Trial. She wished with all her heart and soul that this would happen, for she was terrified at the thought of being alone down the dark, sheltered country road that made up the majority of the route home.

Starting down the road, Maryanne wished she was already at home safe and sound. She hated the dark, hated being alone. She was only a few miles from town, but in the darkness of the night, she felt like she was in the middle of nowhere. Heart pounding, she quickened her pace, trying to outrun the fear that was overcoming her. It was much too quiet out here. She should hear the sounds from the Haunted Trail and there should be cars coming to and from the Trail, but she saw and heard no evidence that it was even nearby.

When the first sounds of thunder boomed above her, Maryanne shrieked. She began running down the path, for the thunder had sent her surging fear into overdrive and the only thoughts she had were, "RUN!"

The truck was almost beside her before she was even aware of its approach.

"Hey lady, are you ok?" shouted a guy from inside the truck.

Maryanne stopped, gasping for breath and shuddering in the cooling night air. She walked hesitantly towards the truck, afraid of strangers, but even more afraid of being once again left alone in the dark night.

"Maryanne? Is that you?"

The interior light of the truck winked on and Maryanne could see the faces of the two men in the cab of the truck. Feeling a huge wave of relief, Maryanne recognized the men. Matt and John were brothers with whom she had attended high school, and though she only knew them as passing acquaintances, she felt that she would be safe with them.

She explained what had happened, and the men offered her a ride into town. Maryanne was helped into the cab of the truck, and once again she was on her way home, but this time she was not alone and would get there much quicker.

Sitting quietly, shevlistened as the men bantered back and forth, continuing a conversation they must have started before stopping for her. Within a few minutes, they had reached the turn that would lead them to town, but instead of turning right like they should have, Matt took a left.

"Where are we going?" Maryanne asked. "This isn't the way to town."

"It's ok Maryanne; we just have to go pick up a friend from his girl's house. It's only a little out of the way," said Matt.

She had no reason to think the men were lying to her but became uneasy the further into the country they traveled. The thunder, which was growing louder, only added to her discomfort. As they drove into a heavily wooded area, Maryanne's unease turned to fear. She knew there were no houses in the area they were headed, only trees.

As she started to say something to the men about where they were going, the truck came to a stop, and John grabbed her by the shoulders and dragged her out through the passenger door. She screamed and struggled, trying to get away, but his strong hands just gripped her more tightly.

"Settle down Maryanne. We just want to have a little fun. Be nice and when we are finished, we'll be sure you get home safe."

He roughly dragged her over to a fence and pushed her down to the cold, hard ground. Matt came over and using some rope he had pulled out of the toolbox on the back of the truck, he tied her wrists to a fencepost.

"You know, Maryanne, you were such a tease in high school, prancing around in those tight little skirts and tops. John and I always fantasized about having you laying helplessly before us and swore some day we would make it happen."

"Yeah, Matt and I couldn't believe our eyes when we saw you walking up the road. It was a dream come true. Then, you told us that you had been stranded. Well, that just made it that much better, knowing that no one would be looking for you or wondering when you'd be home. Those friends of yours won't expect you there for a couple of hours at least; plenty of time for us to have our fun!"

Maryanne lay on the ground in shock. The two men were always nice to her. She never suspected the dark desires they harbored about her. She begged them to let her go, promising she would tell no one, but they just laughed at her.

Matt and John both got down on their knees, one on each side of her. John ripped open her top and then unhooked the front clasp on her bra. While he was busy, Matt had unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He moved up beside her head and forcefully pushed his cock against her lips.

"Open your mouth and suck my cock!" Matt commanded.

Maryanne jerked her head away, but Matt grabbed her by the hair and violently yanked her head back to his waiting cock.

"Do what I said, you little slut! I don't want to have to hurt you."

Maryanne opened her mouth and Matt forcibly shoved his huge cock inside.

[Pearly]

story continue....

During Maryanne's struggle with Matt, John had been busy with her breasts. He squeezed and kneaded them, then took her nipples between his fingers and pinched and pulled them. Maryanne gasped in pain from the torture John was inflicting on her nipples. Confusion marred her face as she felt warmth between her legs. How can I be enjoying this?

As Matt continued ferociously fucking her mouth and thrusting down her throat, John lowered his mouth to Maryanne's pert nipple and savagely sucked on it. Maryanne let out a muffled cry when John violently twisted the other one with his fingers. Electric shocks ran through her body from the pleasurable pain in her aching nubs.

Moving down her body, John wrenched up her skirt. Taking a knife out of his pocket, he slipped the blade under the straps of her G-string, slicing through the thin fabric and pulling her panties away from her body. He then moved in between her legs and unzipped his pants.

As the thunder continued to boom in the background, John said, "I've been waiting a long time for this," and he brutally thrust his hard cock into her pussy. "Matt, the bitch is wet! She's actually enjoying this."

Maryanne moaned loudly as John's hard cock brutally plunged deep inside her, her cunt gushing juices in reaction to his roughness. The vibrations of her man sent Matt over the edge, and he shot his hot cum down her throat. "Oh yeah baby, I always knew you were a slut!"

This is all just a dream. I'm having a nightmare. It's not really happening; it can't be happening! I can't be enjoying being raped! Despite the protesting thoughts in her mind, the sensations running through her body proved she was immensely enjoying what was being done to her.

Matt pulled his cock of her mouth and sat back on his knees and watched his brother fuck Maryanne with all his strength.

"That's it, John, fuck that slut," Matt shouted as he stroked his limp cock.

"Stop, please, don't do this! Leave me alone!" Maryanne pleaded, as she fought against the pleasure building within her. The pleas just further ignited John's desire, and he began thrusting into her more forcefully than before. With a guttural roar, John slammed his cock into her pussy and shot his cum inside her.

Maryanne prayed that her humiliating ordeal was over, but that hope was shattered when she heard Matt speak.

"Move over, brother, it's my turn now!"

Matt moved in between her thighs and viciously forced his massive cock inside her pussy. "Oh god," she moaned as her pink opening stretched lewdly around the huge shaft. She felt as though he were splitting her apart.

While Matt furiously fucked her, John cruelly shoved his cock into her mouth. "Suck it good, slut. I'm not done with you yet," John said as Maryanne gagged from the force of his cock vigorously thrusting down her throat. As he fucked her mouth, John took one of her nipples between his fingers and began to viciously twist it back and forth.

Maryanne's body thrummed in pleasure from the rough abuse of John's fingers and both men's cocks. Forcefully pounding into her, Matt screamed, "Take my cum you slut!" He shot his load into her battered pussy, adding his cum to his brother's.

As Matt withdrew from Maryanne's roughly fucked cunt, John's cock popped out of her mouth.

"Help me roll her over, Matt. It's time I fucked that tight little ass."

Mary didn't want the men to know that John's words sent a shiver of desire through her body. She screamed and begged and pleaded with the men. "Please don't do this. Please let me go. Please!"

The brothers ignored her and continued forcing her onto her stomach. Maryanne feebly struggled against them, still acting like she wanted them stop. Having John fuck her ass was going to feel incredible, but he wasn't nearly as well hung as his brother. She wasn't sure she could take him if Matt decided he wanted to fuck her in the ass too.

They got her onto her stomach, and John grabbed her ass and pulled her cheeks apart. Maryanne couldn't hold back the moan as John forced his cock into her tight asshole. Hot current ran though her body as his cock slammed into her. As John furiously fucked her in the ass, Matt grabbed her hair and pulled her head closer so he could once again shove his cock into her mouth.

It didn't take long for John to scream that he was cumming and to unload into Maryanne's ass. He pulled out and Matt eagerly took his place behind Maryanne.

"Matt, no, please, you're too big!"

Maryanne's pleading protests fell on deaf ears as Matt forced his huge cock into her already stretched asshole. She cried out as Matt's cock impaled her ass. At first, pain sliced through her, but as he started to thrust in and out, the pain was replaced by overwhelming pleasure.

She was unaware of the distant thunder, even of the rope keeping her restrained. Her entire consciousness focused solely on the ecstasy flooding her body with each aggressive thrust of Matt's cock.

"Oh yeah Matt, fuck the bitch's ass! Listen to her; she's getting off on it!" John hollered as he reached under her and grasped her turgid clit between his fingers. Her world exploded into brilliant light as he pinched it hard between his finger tips. Spasms of orgasmic released wracked her body as Matt forcefully fucked her ass.

"Oh yeah slut, your ass is so tight. You like this don't you? You like having your tight ass fucked by a huge cock. That's right, take it. TAKE IT!" Matt growled as he spewed his load of cum into Maryanne's ass.

The men moved away from Maryanne, and she worried about what they had planned next. She hoped since it was obvious she enjoyed it that they wouldn't be concerned with her turning them in. The men talked for a few moments and then moved back over to where Maryanne lay helplessly on the ground. Matt untied her wrists from the fence post and John picked her up and roughly dumped her in the back of the truck. Maryanne heard the truck doors slam and then the engine start.

As the truck bounced along the road, Maryanne hoped that they would keep their promise and take her home now that they had done what they wanted with her body. She lay there; her body tender and sore from the repeated battering received at the hands and cocks of the two men. She could feel the cum dripping out of her roughly used pussy and ass. She got herself back together as best she could, wrists raw from struggling against the rope that had bound her.

She hadn't felt this thoroughly fucked in ages and relished the throbbing ache in her pussy and ass. Laying still in the truck and hugging her knees to her chest, Maryanne waited for whatever final fate the men had in store for her.

Suddenly, with a crashing boom, the sky opened up and rain crashed down onto her roughly used body. The salt in the rain burned the tender places of her body, and Maryanne was surprised at the jolt of warmth that ran through her. Her mind absorbed the new discovery that she got off on pain.

After what seemed like an eternity, the truck came to a stop, and Maryanne was grabbed by rough hands, hauled out of the truck, and dumped on the concrete. "Tell anyone about tonight, and we will come back and have some more fun. Next time, you might not make it through alive," John said as he was getting back into the truck.

As the truck drove away into the rainy gloom, Maryanne staggered to her feet, shivering from the ordeal and from being soaked to the skin. She looked around to see where the men had dumped her.

[Pearly]

Neighborly Lust

I lay out in the sweltering sun, my body soaking up the rays. My skin glistened from the oily tanning lotion. Since I was in my back yard, which was surrounded by a privacy fence, I didn't bother wearing a suit. Tans looked better without ghostly white lines crossing through them.

The slight movement at the upstairs window of my neighbor's house didn't escape my notice. It was the only window that was high enough to look over our fence. Without moving my head, I cut my eyes over to the glass. Barely visible behind the sheer lace curtains, the silhouette of Mr. Jackson shifted. I couldn't tell for sure what he was doing, but my suspicions included his hands and a harder part of his anatomy.

I first noticed him watching a couple of weeks ago, though I didn't notice the almost imperceptible movements until a few days later. Some women might be disgusted at the thought of their elderly neighbor whacking off to their nude bodies, but it didn't bother me. I'd always been a bit of an exhibitionist, and despite his age, Mr. Jackson was a handsome man.

Though at least thirty years my senior, time had been kind to him. Age had not yet stooped his shoulders or fabricated too many wrinkles upon his skin. The salt and pepper hair gave him a dignified appearance instead of making him look like an old man. I'm sure his physical fitness was due in part to the fact he worked out several times a week. On warm days, he could be seen jogging down the black pavement of the road, and I knew on cooler days, he worked out with an exercise machine I had seen inside his house.

Mr. Jackson was a widower who enjoyed spending time with my children, since he had no grandchildren of his own. The boys loved to go over and play catch and kick a soccer ball around with him. It especially helped for them to have a male presence in their lives since their father ran off with his secretary… his male secretary.

Over the last few days, I had decided to try and tantalize Mr. Jackson. I wanted to see if I could push him into some kind of reaction besides standing at his window and masturbating behind the curtains. As I lay baking in the sun, I let my hands roam over my slippery skin. They brushed teasingly across my breasts a few times, but only for a few seconds before moving on to caress my stomach or hips.

I did the same thing with my pussy, letting my fingertips graze across my shaved mound before sliding somewhere else. After a few moments, I relaxed and let my hands fall to my side. Wanting to draw this out as long as I could hold his attention, I waited awhile before repeating the caressing. This time, after teasing my breasts and mound, my hands went back to my breasts and squeezed.

My pink nipples jutting stiffly from my full breasts, and I moaned softly as my fingers pinched them. Not only were the touches turning me on, but knowing he was watching added to my excitement. My back arched against the padded lounge chair as my fingers pulled the rosy peaks, stretching them tautly away from my breasts.

Low sighs punctuated my ragged breathing as one hand slid down my smooth stomach and slid between my slippery pussy lips. I parted the outer folds of my sex with my index and ring finger as my middle finger found the aching pearl nestled underneath its hood. My legs spread wide open, leaving no doubt as to what I was doing.

I left my thumb on my swollen clit and pushed two fingers inside my drenched pussy. My hips rose from chair, driving my fingers deeper inside my throbbing slit. Warmth spread through me, and I exploded, my quivering thighs pressing together and squeezing my hand as my body shook with release.

If anything would drive him over the edge into actually making a move, that should have done the trick. Now, I just had to him over to the house. I knew it was getting close to time for the boys to be home from school, so I rose from the lounge chair, making sure to give him a nice shot of my naked ass in case he was still watching, and headed back into the house.

Not long after, the boys arrived home, and I sent Joshua over to invite Mr. Jackson for supper. It wasn't an unusual request; he had come to supper on several occasions. Josh came back with word that he had accepted the invitation. Now I just had to figure out what to do with the boys.

That problem was taken care of for me when the phone rang while I was making supper. "Hi Mom, what's up?"

"I haven't had the boys over for a sleep over in awhile, so I thought maybe they could come tonight. Tell them we'll order pizza, and I will let them pick out some movies to watch. I'll be over to pick them up in about half an hour."

Perfect… with the boys gone, I could be more obvious in my signals to Mr. Jackson. While the food was cooking, I hurried into my room and slipped into a gauzy sun dress. I couldn't dress up to much without arousing suspicion in the boys, but I thought this would do the trick. The thin straps covered very little of my tanned shoulders, and then neck dipped quite low into my ample cleavage. The soft material would hide very little if I became aroused. My nipples would poke right through the gossamer material.

Supper was being put on the table, and Mom had just left with the boys when he rang the doorbell. "Welcome Mr. Jackson," I said as I motioned him inside.

"Hello Rebecca. Please, we've been over this before, call me Henry. Was that the boys I just saw leaving?" he asked as he followed me to the kichen.

"Yes, my mother called while I was fixing the food and asked if the boys wanted to come over for a sleep over. They love going over to her house, so naturally they jumped at the chance to go."

As he sat at the kitchen table, I placed the last steaming dish on the table, my body softly brushing against his shoulder. Supper passed comfortably, and afterwards we retired to the back porch swing with a glass of wine.

"I'm worried about you Rebecca."

Surprise flashed across my face. "Why?"

"Since Jack left, you never go out. You stay home with the boys, you work, and that's it. I haven't seen any men come calling, and that surprises me. A woman as beautiful as you should not be alone."

I patted his leg, but instead of removing it, I left it laying there. "I could say the same about you. Company rarely calls at your house either, and you don't go out much yourself."

"That's different. I'm not young like you are. You've got your whole life ahead of you."

"Now you're talking nonsense. You act like you're some decrepit old man when you're far from it. There are still many years ahead of you. I'm astonished you don't have women falling all over you."

His soft chuckle floated on the warm summer evening breeze. "I'm afraid women my own age don't do much for me anymore. Being left alone is not something I wish to experience again."

"I hear you on that one."

Shifting closer to Henry on the swing, I began to lightly stroke his leg with my hand as we talked. Each stroke found my hand going higher on his thigh. I was tired of waiting for him to make the first move. Months of being alone had made me hornier than a teenage boy, and I decided to take things into my own hands.

"I saw you today… watching me."

A sharp intake of breath punctuated his shock at my revelation. "I… I'm sorry Rebecca."

"Don't be. I'm flattered you find me so attractive. You do, don't you?" My face turned so I could glance up into his ocean blue eyes.

"Yes, I do Rebecca. You're beautiful and sexy, and Jack is a fool."

"Forget Jack." I stood and held out my hand. "Come inside with me."

I led him to the living room and gently pushed him down to sit on the sofa. Standing in front of him, I grabbed the spaghetti straps of my dress and slowly pushed them over my shoulders. Moving my hand, I let my arms drop, and the straps slid down my arms until the dress lay in a heap on the deep plush carpet.

"Oh Rebecca," Henry gasped as I stripped before him.

Leaving the white heels on my feet, I straddled him and cupped his head in my hands, running my fingers through his thick mane. I kissed him then, my lips pressing urgently against his as my tongue darted into his hot mouth. He groaned as I rocked my hips, grinding my pussy into the bulge of his pants.

Releasing his mouth, I leaned back and unbuttoned his shirt. "I'm not looking for anything from you Henry. I don't want to worry about a relationship or anything like that right now. I just need you. I need to feel your skin against me." My fingers brushed against his chest, which was peppered with wiry gray hair, my fingertips caressing downwards until they reached his belt buckle. Hastily, I unfastened it, my eyes on the bulge beneath the khaki of his pants.

Pushing his pants apart, I reached inside his black briefs, my hand closing around the thick shaft of his cock. He moaned softly as my emerald eyes gazed into his. "I want to feel this," and I squeezed him, "inside me. Fuck me Henry."

[Pearly]

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I didn't have to ask twice. With an animalistic growl, he flipped me onto my back on the couch, his mouth closing hungrily over the turgid nipple jutting from my breast. Liquid fire flowed molten hot through my blood as his fingers found the slick heat of my pussy and shoved inside.

"Oh god," I moaned as my hips bucked against his plunging fingers. A cry of protest ripped from my throat when they pulled out of my throbbing pussy as quickly as they'd entered.

"Is this what you want?" Henry teased as he rubbed the fat head of his cock against my wet slit.

"Yes! Please," I begged as he slowly ran it up and down my glistening lips.

His fingers curled around my hips, digging into my creamy flesh as he pulled me towards him. At the same time, he shoved his cock forward and impaled my aching cunt onto his hard shaft. I cried out as the walls of my pussy gripped him.

I arched against him as his mouth once again closed over my nipple, his teeth grasping the bud between them and pulling it tautly away from my jiggling breast. Electricity sparked from his touch, filling my body with ecstasy. Our bodies slammed together as he fucked me.

The normal gentleness Henry displayed had been replaced by raw animal lust. Power exuded from him as he drove relentlessly into my soaking cunt. Wrapping my legs around him, I fucked him back with all my might. Each hard thrust of his cock into my pussy sent shivers of bliss radiating through me. My body acted on automatic, each movement seeking the powerful explosion of release that was building within me.

My hand snaked between us to frantically rub at my clit. Henry groaned loudly when he spied what I was doing. "Oh god yes, you're so fucking hot."

Forcefully, he slammed into me, and I writhed beneath him. Sweat poured from our bodies as we fucked each other rough and hard. His mouth switched breasts, and when he bit down on my stiff nipple, bright light exploded in front of my eyes.

My cries of ecstasy echoed through the room as my body shook and quivered beneath him. The orgasmic clenching of my cunt squeezed his cock rhythmically, and his body stiffened and then began to shudder as he slammed deeply into me and emptied thick ropy streams of cum into my womb.

Lust satiated, he collapsed on top of me, our hearts beating in a mutual cadence. Henry lifted his head and looked at me, his face flushed from the exertion of our fucking. "Next time, we go slower. I want to taste that tight little pussy."

I hoped the next time would be soon.

[Pearly]

Night Punishment

Waking in the night, she heard soft moans coming from the floor. Quietly, she rolled onto her side and looked over the edge. He lay on the plush carpet, his gloriously nude body bathed in moonlight. Motion caught the corner of her eye, and she glanced down to see his hand furiously stroking his hard shaft.

Without turning on the light, she demanded, "What are you doing to my cock?" Even in the moonlight, the panic stricken look on his face was easy to see. "Is this what you do while your Mistress sleeps?"

"N-no Mistress," he stammered.

"No? How can I believe that when I wake to find you masturbating?"

"Please Mistress... I promise... this is the first time."

"You know the rule. Unless I give explicit permission, you are not allowed to even touch yourself."

Guilty shame flooded his face. "I'm sorry Mistress."

"You may be. However, breaking a rule requires punishment. You know what to do."

Meekly, he nodded and rose to his hands and knees and crawled from the room. She sighed in disappointment and rose from the bed. Though new to her authority, he had been doing so well. She had been so close to rewarding him with a night in her bed. With a set back such as this, he would have to re-earn that reward.

Moving through the darkness of the house, she strode to the play room. Since only a very few close friends knew of her chosen lifestyle, the door to the room was normally hidden, but now it stood wide open in wake of the handsome young man who had recently crawled through it. She found him waiting as he should, on his knees bowed low with his forehead pressed to the floor.

The room was equipped with a dimmer switch and she dialed up so the lights cast a very soft glow across its occupants. Leaving him on the floor for the moment, she moved to a cabinet and removed a black leather flogger. The tips were knotted to provide extra sting, and they also left nice red marks on the receiver's skin.

The push of a button activated a chain that slowly descended from the ceiling. Hanging from the chain was a pair of leather cuffs. "Come here," she commanded.

He crawled over to her feet and stood, being careful to keep his eyes lowered. Knowing what was expected of him, he held out his hands and stood with his legs spread wide. She fastened his wrist in the cuffs and restrained his ankles with chains that were attached to D-rings in the floor. Once he was properly restrained, she pushed the button, raising the chain until his arms were stretched high and his feet barely able to touch the floor.

She gave him no warning before the first kiss of the flogger to the bare skin of his ass. It made a satisfying smack and left red trails on his cheeks. Five more times she flogged him, each kiss of the leather a bit harder than the last. The tenseness of his muscles spoke his pain though no sound came from his mouth.

Walking around to his front, a smirk crossed her face as her eyes fell upon his proud erection. She discovered early with this one that pain brought about arousal. Gripping the hard shaft tightly with her slender fingers, she asked, "Whose cock is this?"

"Yours Mistress," his voice a perfect example of submission.

Releasing his hard cock, she walked back to the cabinet and replaced the flogger. Before closing the door, she pulled out a cock and ball restraint, a small vibrating butt plug, and some lube. "I don't think you've quite learned your lesson." Strapping the device in place, she made sure it fit snugly. After all, if it wasn't fastened tight enough, it would do its job.

Walking behind him, she squirted a glob of slick lube onto her fingers and worked it in the tight crack of his ass, rubbing the gel firmly into his pucker. More lube was squirted onto the fingers and she slowly pushed one inside him, pushing the lubricant into his tight passage. After adding lube to the plug, she pushed the tip of it against his asshole. She could hear him breathing deeply as he attempted to relax against the invader.

She applied firm pressure with the plug and it slid inside. Once seated in place, she turned the dial all the way up, knowing the strong vibrations would drive him wild. "Think about what you've done. I'll be back in awhile."

Unknown to him, she stood quietly outside the door watching. In the beginning, he remained still, but as the vibrations caused his arousal to grow, his body began to twitch and move slightly. Pre-cum dripped from the tip of his cock, but she knew that was all the device would allow to be released. The plump head was an angry red as his desire built to monumental proportions.

Once he began to whimper and moan helplessly, she returned to the room. Silently, she removed the plug from his ass and then removed the device from his cock and balls. He groaned loudly when her fingers brushed against his rock hard shaft. "Do not cum unless you wish to prolong your punishment."

The toys were cleaned and returned to the cabinet before she pushed the button to lower the chain and released him from his restraints. "Back to the bedroom, and I'd better not see any cum stains on your sheets in the morning." If he was a good sub tomorrow and fulfilled her every need without fail, she might let him cum tomorrow night... maybe.