Amber loved sex. With men and women both, she was a true sex fanatic and she took her sexual adventures very seriously…in a fun sort of way. And she was expecting today to be fun and very adventurous.

Amber and her friend Christine were interviewing guys that they could experience a hot and steamy foursome with. Most people didn’t realize that finding just the right partners wasn’t as easy as going to a local bar and bringing someone home. Experience was a necessity and having partners that weren’t shy and didn’t mind taking instructions was a big plus. And Amber wanted this to be very hot not only for herself and the guys involved, but for Christine especially.

Christine had never had a foursome before and she was so excited that Amber could imagine that her pussy was already wet with anticipation. She could tell as soon as these two guys walked into the room, Christine had made her choice and she was more then ready to begin. After some preliminary conversation, Amber and Christine began to explain some of the basics that they wanted and Doug and Jay were more then happy to oblige. And it became obvious very quickly that these horny studs were just as eager to begin as the girls were.

They examined the ladies curvy butts giving them a few smacks just to get things started on a good note. And things definitely heated up quickly after that. While Amber and Christine spread their shapely legs, Doug and Jay licked, fingered and teased their sweet pussies through their panty hose until they were ripping the silky nylon so they could get a real taste of those sweet juices.

Amber could tell by Christine’s moans that she was so enjoying having her pussy tongued and she would be in orgasmic bliss before long. Just knowing the pleasure Christine was experiencing and hearing her gasping moans and sighs had Amber’s own body reacting and she was heating up and feeling the tension grow in her own body.

Reaching around, she fondled and teased Christine’s pebbled nipples hoping to heighten her ecstasy. The closer Christine came to orgasm, the more Amber could feel her body react and it was only moments Christine tensed and squealed in juice flowing pleasure that Amber felt her own body begin the extreme pleasure and pain of intense release.

Both women shook and trembled while waves of passion rolled through their bodies and the men lapped up the sweet reward like they were starving. And before they were barely allowed to catch their breath, these studs had the ladies on the floor on all fours with their bare asses stuck up in the air while they fucked them hard and deep from behind. Amber and Christine both begged for more of those hard, throbbing cocks wanting them buried as deep as they could go. And the coaxing and watching both women taking a hard doggy style fucking was all the invitation Doug and Jay needed. That’s when things really began to heat up……

Jillian couldn’t believe her luck when she saw the sexy, tall blonde workman that showed up at her house to fix her phone lines. Keeping her eyes off his tight ass in his body hugging jeans was impossible. And watching his muscles ripple under his t-shirt while he worked had her pussy getting hot and wet. Yes, she knew that in some circles she would be called a MILF, a cougar, but she didn’t mind. She was a mature woman with very real and basic needs. And at the moment, she really needed this stiff to fuck her hard and long.

He was finishing up and explaining to her what he had to do to her wiring when she couldn’t seem to stop herself from making a pass at him. Much to Jillian’s delight, he didn’t need a second invitation and in seconds they were ripping each others clothes off and his hands were everywhere on her aching body at once. He slipped two fingers in her dripping wet pussy as he slid his tongue in her mouth and Jillian thought she was going to orgasm at the erotic feel of his fingers and tongue sliding into her slit and mouth in perfect rhythm.

But Jillian wanted, needed, so much more and she dropped to her knees and took his hard, throbbing cock between her hands as she licked the head and circled it with her tongue. His moans coaxed and encouraged her and she slid his manhood deep into her mouth slowly, sucking hard and deep.

She knew she had good sucking skills and before long, this horny stud could take no more teasing. He pulled her to her feet as he sat back on the sofa and forced her to straddle his hips while he impaled her with his massive rod. Jillian gasped and moaned and whimpered as she rode him hard.

She was so deep in ecstasy she barely realized when he positioned her on her back in the middle of the living room floor. He pushed her legs wide apart and rammed his swollen member inside of her until she let out a small scream. He was going as deep as he could and Jillian knew she wouldn’t last much longer before she exploded in heated orgasm. He fucked her so hard and fast, thrusting deep and forcing her to take every inch of him inside her aching cunt. Jillian felt the tremors in her begin to take over her body as the first wave of ecstasy hit her. She moaned and begged him not to stop and she lifted her hips off the floor offering even more to him.

Jillian felt as if her whole body was on fire and the feeling was pure bliss, her pussy tightening on his throbbing shaft. And when he was ready to explode, he offered his cock to her and she gladly accepted the invitation taking him deep, hard and fast until he was spewing his hot load…all for her.

I’d been lonely so long and tired of my dildos and fingers. I needed a man. Needed to feel a pulsating throbbing cock deep inside me. The guys at work were ugly small time losers complete idiots. They’d cackle and jeer full of boyish bravado but as soon as I stuck my tits out and stared them down they’d back off like little boys. I live in a small town and since my husband left I hadn’t been out once. I was cock hungry but not desperate if you get my drift. It was one lonely night one hand down my wet panties the other on my mouse that I saw the Fling banner. Just what I needed at the time a Fling – no holes barred sex – fucking and fun.

I’d always thought dating sites and agencies were for complete losers. The women tired and just this side of alcoholism and the men sweaty, fat with reddened tiny pricks. But this site looked different – much different. It openly stated a Fling was in the offing. That night the promise of a hard cock between my tits made me wetter than I’d ever been. And once in bed I fingered myself deep and hard. My middle finger probed in and out and flicked across my twitching clit. I sucked my wet sticky fingers tasting myself for the first time in years. As my body arched and quivered and the waves roared I pinched my nipple until my eyes watered. I’m getting wet now just thinking about that orgasm.

It was the night after I eagerly switched on my pc. It was almost like a date. I felt like a nervous giggly girl. As if to add to the anticipation I’d showered and put on my favourite lingerie. My pussy was pulsing as I signed up to Fling and gazed at all the guys. So young so hot so fucking handsome. For a while I checked out my competition. The girls were gorgeous – what hope did I have I thought. There were so many and all like me eager to meet Mr Right. Or Mr Wrong – the man that would wine dine and 69 them haha.

After what seemed an age and in between gently feeling my damp pussy I decided on my Fling. He wasn’t my normal taste but there was something about his profile that stood out. He seemed funny charming and above all easy. I couldn’t help but notice the bulge in his jeans and the promise that if things worked out and he wanted to make contact, I might soon be unzipping him releasing his cock and taking the swollen tip into my mouth.

It was at that point my nipples hardened my breathing shallowed and my clitoris already firm doubled in size. I felt it throb and fingered myself through my by now sodden see through panties. I pressed send just as I came – it felt symbolic.

Days seemed to pass into weeks I thought he’d forgotten me – I was annoyed even though I’d never met this guy or knew who the hell he was – I wanted to know why he didn’t want to meet. What was wrong with me. Then it arrived the email I’d longed for even craved for. He was living close by – close enough to “pop over”. I thought for all of a second before giving him my number. Jesus he must have thought I was a complete nutcase or worse desperate. Who was I kidding, I was AM desperate. The call came almost immediately and the shrill ringing startled me.

“I know the address” he’d said ” I can be there in an hour if that’s what you want…” YES!!!” I’d almost screamed it.

I’d rushed around like an idiot tidying up and had caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror – Christ I looked fucking awful. I’d dashed into the shower and felt the hot water gush over my body. The shower had always been my favourite place to wank. Fingers dildos but especially the shower head. My God a power shower on my clit nothing could beat it – apart from a man’s tongue. I’d closed my eyes and remembered the last time I’d felt a mans stubble on my inner thighs. That delicious mix of rough and smooth. Smooth as his tongue probed flickered and licked my raw sex.

I was drying myself when I felt a draft heard a noise startled I turned to see a man standing in my bathroom his eyes staring at my nudity. I recognised the bulge first and then the kind eyes. The door was open he’d said but showed no sign of moving. I neither blushed nor faltered. I know I’d said (God where did that come from) and knelt down. Unzipping his jeans as I’d so longed to do, his hard firm cock whipped out almost slapping my face. We both grunted and I gently nibbled the tip loving the feeling as it twitched and grew in my mouth. He pulled me to my feet and spun me around firmly.

Pushing me down against the bath he pulled apart my ass cheeks exposing my gaping damp holes. I felt his rough finger enter my ass and the pain and intense pleasure sent shivers through my body. I opened my legs wider my pussy now a glowing white hot target for his man missle. He knew what I wanted and I screamed in ecstasy as his rod plowed deep into my pussy. His thrusts were strong but rhythmic and his hands moved to my aching breasts. He caressed them gently his thrusts getting more controlled. I felt his fingers and thumbs grab my nipples and twist. Gently and first then hard. My eyes watered my body had never known such hurtful pleasure.

I reached over and felt his balls like two large hard beautiful pebbles, I knew he was close to shooting his load. I wanted it in my mouth on my face – his hot goo covering my tits – I had to see it. With all the strength I could muster I pushed him aside twisting round and taking his huge cock into my mouth. He held my hair twisting until I cried out. The noise vibrated along his tool and his balls tightened. A split second later my mouth filled with his juice and dribbled onto my chin. Gulping for air I felt his seed dripping onto my tits and my body surged as the orgasm came.

We had only been dating a few weeks. He was one of those rare guys with a strange mix of sensitivity & manliness. He always seemed to know what to say how to behave. He was assertive without seeming overly hostile. He was the type of man who really went for what he wanted in all aspects of his life – with more confidence than arrogance.

And while I hate to admit it I was in awe of him. This man organised me directed me toward the outcome he desired. The places we visited the food we ate even the clothes I wore. Then & now being controlled albeit kindly while it didnt rest easy with this previously assertive independent woman was also weirdly nice.

Oh & the sex was amazing. It had been very different with guys previously & the years of taking the lead having the upper hand being the leader so to speak had lost its pull. In honesty I had grown tired of having all the power being looked up to being the princess bitch. In bed on the floor in the car in public toilets wherever he decided we were going to fuck wherever it was the sex we had left me totally spent.

This man was an Oscar winner director & I had begun to become dependent upon it. I mean he would tell me exactly what to do – how to remove my clothes how to stand. He would position me always to his liking move me slightly this way or that. He was methodical & I loved it. There was one afternoon when he called me to work & told me to meet him at his house in half an hour. He didn’t ask he told me. Of course I immediately left work made my way top his house as directed I even stood at the door waiting to be invited in.

Anyway he took me upstairs told me to remove only my bottom half of clothing ordered me onto the bed – licked me to the point of orgasm & left. I was demented ready to explode. But having been trained well when e told me to stay exactly where I was & not to move or touch myself I obeyed. It was two hours before he returned that day to finish what he started & before he did he sat on the other side of the room talking business on his phone & looked pleased that I had done what he asked & even more happy that I had been at his command – sexually simmered for a long time.

Anyway I really want to tell the story of the ultimate night which with hindsight was likely what I had been groomed for all the time. We had been out for dinner where again he phoned in advance to tell me what to wear – ordered my food directed the conversation & wound down the evening when he wanted to. In the car on our return to his house he told me how impressed he was with me I had apparently been perfectly compliant I was one of his best girls.

There was little unusual about things when we returned except that we stayed downstairs. He sat on the chair directed me to the sofa & told be to turn round & lift my skirt up. I did & on it went. Pull you pants down a little………….bend over……..open your lips so I can see……….touch your clit………bend over some more………open yourself real wide ……..

I did exactly what he said. When he came close to me & started to wank I even resisted touching him because he had told me I mustn’t. You really are a good girl………a beautiful woman………you always do as I say & that pleases me. I want you to look closely as I wank…….see how I do it ………know the moves exactly……….remember you must know exactly how to do it.

I watched intently though I had watched him work his cock so many times that I knew precisely how he liked it. I was desperate to touch him after all he had told me that I was the only one who could wank him as well as he did. But tonight I wasn’t allowed & my frustration was intense.

He spoke – I am going upstairs now ….I want you to touch yourself but not make yourself come…..you must stay here for ten minutes than come up. When you do come to the bedroom dont speak. This was new & I hadn’t a clue what to expect. It was the longest ten minutes of my life. I touched my clit so gently my cunt red & gorged resisting the urge to take myself over the edge was immense. I tell you I was fit to burst yet apprehensive almost fearful of what was going to happen.

I walked the stairs my skirt pulled up to my waist my pants still on the tops of my stocking misshapen. The bedroom door was almost shut I opened the door & God the sight in front of me rocked me beyond belief. A dark skinned naked woman lay on the bed he skin like caramel her breasts small & pert her long hair lay seductively across her face.

My man was knelt on the floor with his face buried in her cunt. He couldn’t see me but I knew he was aware that I was there. The sultry woman’s eyes met mine with a contemptuous glare. All the time my man licked her cunt. His tongue working her clit expertly while two fingers plunged deep into her cunt. All the time this frenzied whore laughed & grunted. I hated her & at that minute – I hated him.

He moved his head from her cunt turned to me & ordered me to kneel beside him. I wanted to walk away but I couldn’t. I knelt beside him. Your turn he said. I hesitated he gave me a stern look gently kissed my face – put his hand behind my head & nudged me toward her cunt. I looked intently at it. It was different to mine darker her pubes neat & bushy.

Laying my fingers on her lips I gently parted them. It really was beautiful – wet pink neat & tight. With her lips parted I put one finger inside. I had always been curious about what the inside of a woman would feel like. It was smooth like velvet. I didnt want to do what a man would do & plunge as many fingers in as would fit.

Just one finger was enough to feel the delightfulness of it to explore the contours finding the places that made her moan a little deeper arch her back a bit more furiously mumble moan. I liked this very much. I kept telling myself to be gentle not to rush. Gently working my way from her tight cunt I parted her enough to see her clit bulging. I liked being in control

I touched her clit with the pad of my finger the slippery wetness allowed me to tickle it with the least of effort. Delicately teasing her clit with the softness of my finger – her breathing hastened her legs began to twitch. Now I was in control & it made me feel amazing.

Do you like that. I asked. She was in such a gentle frenzy he answer was inaudible but she loved it. My man began to give his orders & to be honest I was so engrossed in what I was doing I had forgotten he was even there. I was having too much of a good time to stop now I ignored him. By now her cunt was so wet her clit so swollen – it was time for my tongue. God it tasted delicious.

The feel of her increasingly swelling clit under my tongue drove me crazy. At that minute I could understand why a man may be tempted at this point to lick more frenetically harder with more pressure faster. But I knew to keep it slow & steady. I licked her clit with a slow & steady rhythm. Hardly touching it skimming over it the contact measured like a kitten lapping up a saucer of cream. I was keeping her at that wonderful place just before orgasm she was trance like & for once I was in control.

I fucking loved it & so did she. I told him to take my knickers off & move immediately away. That was the only contact I wanted with him I didn’t need him. The bitch & I didnt need him. Swivelling around I sat over her face told her to do to me exactly what I was doing to her. We lapped each others cunt with a hunger I had never known. She was good she had done this before. The feel of her tongue on my clit was heaven & all the time I carried on lightly tickling hers with my tongue. Her juices covered my face mine covered hers.

Our orgasm build momentum with the most amazing synchronicity we hovered a little every nerve in our bodies twitching madly the tempo still gentle & steady until no amount of effort to stop ourselves from going over the edge worked. Our orgasm surged at the same time. Her cunt quivering in my face mine in hers our juices squirting from our depths onto one an others mouth like a fountain. We collapsed onto each other legs wrapped around our heads we lay in a heap.

After a few minutes I remembered my man was still there. Looking round I saw him wanking urging me to participate to stroke his cock. He didn’t seem quite so powerful he looked worried. And you know what I couldnt be bothered. I had taken my pleasure his pleasure didnt matter to me. What happened then? The bitch & I got dressed & left together knowing we had a lot more exploration to do. The man he knew as well as I did that the power he had had over me had gone. The last I heard he was grooming someone else.

Did I give a damn? Not a chance the bitch & I were having too many sexy adventures of our own.