You know what its like having someone to stay for the evening seems a good idea when you are chatting in the phone. You make a date weeks in advance & before you know it – the weekend is upon you. Its usually the day before that the dread sets in & the amount of work & preparation involved dawns on you. It was a bit like that.We had invited my old friend for the night. I hadn’t seen her for years my other half had never met her & just at the last minute she announces that she is bringing her new guy.

She could be hard work at the best of times very highly strung & prone to drama. The weather was crap so a BBQ was out of the question. There was nothing else for it but to write a bloody menu trawl the shops & get prepared. My other half wasn’t exactly looking forward to it. He isnt the most social of guys & not really the dinner party type. I had so much to do before they arrived I asked him to clean up while I went shopping. It really was the very least he could do after the blowjob I’d given him the night before.

And isn’t it just the way that you cant get what you want & have to go elsewhere. More time more stress going from shop to shop. I was really beginning to wish I hadn’t invited them at all. Two hours later I had all I needed & while I had a lot of cooking to do never mind taking a shower & getting ready at least I didn’t have to clean the house as well. I pulled up outside the house opened the door & shouted for help with the bags. No answer. I went in the house was as it had been when I left untidy & in need or a clean & my other half was nowhere to be seen. Nice of him though to leave a note! My mates had a bit of hassle gone to the pub to help him out will tidy up when I get back wont be long. Bastard I shouted. And with all I have to do today.

I was bloody mad at him livid in fact. But time was running out & I had to get organised. He rarely let me down but wouldn’t it just be that day that he had to be the bloody hero? I chopped grated mashed marinade peeled braised & flambéed. It was coming together & I felt really quite proud.

No sign of him though I was too stubborn to phone so got stuck into the cleaning & by 5pm the only thing that wasn’t sparkling was me. No time for a soak I stepped out of my clothes & under the hot water. I was tired weary & more often than not my man would wait until I had soap in my eyes & step in beside me. Okay I had grown to expect it hardly a surprise.

But you know I never tired of it. He took me places every time – the way he slid his hands over my breasts from behind – feeling his hardness against my ass as he turned me to face the wall. I loved our showers together for me a shower & an orgasm went hand in hand. So that day I was exhausted cross with him for letting me down & more in need of an orgasm that I had been for a long time. And I hadn’t even the time to please myself though for a moment I did allow my fingers to explore my soapy pussy. But with little time to spare I stopped before the point of no return dried myself off & set about getting ready.

Even oiling my skin sent a tingle over me I was surely in need that evening. God I could have cancelled the visitors in an instant but it was too late now & too rude. I allowed myself a few moments to dress. I loved to dress slowly taking care to pull my silk stocking up to just the right place the seam neatly at the back that sexy line that sometimes my mans tongue traced deliberately from my feet to the stocking tops. I loved to feel the soft white skin between the stocking tops & my pants to look at the shape my pussy lips made in my soft knickers. I liked the bulge the silhouette of my lips it turned me on & it sure as hell turned him on.

So where the hell was he when I needed him? He was fucking getting it tonight though if he didn’t show soon I was going to look a right stupid bitch with the table set for four & only three of us. I had been trying not to think too much about meeting my friends new guy. She had been out with some bloody wasters in her time I had a feeling the evening was going to be really hard going. And with them sleeping over I would have to suffer breakfast too. Looking at my watch I realised they would be arriving in fifteen minutes. I was beginning to be really pissed off no sign of my man & our guests arrival imminent.

The door opened & in he rolled. Drunk laughing & flirting like a loon. Okay he had picked up a bunch of half dead flowers on the way back by means of an apology but I was mad with him. Though despite being irked I couldn’t help but smile. He had that effect on me but sometimes I could have slapped him. Being too direct didn’t work with him tell him strongly not to do something & you can be sure that he will do exactly what you would prefer him not to do. So I kissed him gently & asked him in a very low key way to not be too full on this evening. After all he hadn’t met my mate & neither of us had met her guy.Our guests arrived on time the usual pre dinner drinks polite conversation & soon we were sitting down to the first course.

My mates man was actually quite nice not bad looking & he certainly seemed to have had a calming effect on my friend – though he did have a tendency to indulge in over serious topics of conversation which were a bit droll at times. If you haven’t already guessed this was just the trigger my man needed to take the piss mercilessly. Every serious sentence was met with a quip. I tried hard to keep the conversation level but after a while I knew there was no stopping it & I struggled not to join in & tease madly. The wine was going fast then the brandy & all the while my man got drunker & more outrageous. Strange as it may seem I found myself consumed with thoughts of winding the evening down politely taking my man to bed & fucking him senseless. I was still mad with him for being such a bloody liability but this man turned me on so much & even when I imagined an angry fuck when we lay together & he touched me only the way he could my intentions of being quite the bully usually disappeared.

By midnight everyone was full up & a natural time to bid goodnight. It was obvious to me as well that they too wanted to be alone. So a relatively early night suited us all. I showed them to their room let it be known discreetly to my man I expected some serious loving & I would meet him in bed in a few minutes. I spent a short time clearing up although the throb in my loins distracted me enough to leave the bulk of it until morning. I cleaned my teeth & slipped my dress off in the bathroom. Opening the bedroom door I was greeted by thunderous snores. Man it was deafening. I could hardly believe it. I shook him poked & prodded flicked & pinched but he was not for waking. My expectations had been raised my nipples erect cunt juicy & no man.

As I lay beside him I began to touch myself. The slippery wetness of my lips as they opened eagerly to allow my finger to explore made my heart skip a beat. I knew he would like it too but the bastard wouldn’t rouse. Allowing myself to relax I worked my clitoris in that slow deliberate gentle way. The rhythm easy keeping the same pace & maybe allowing a gentle fantasy in. The noise of his snoring was distracting but just as I adjusted to it enough to carry on another source of noise crept in – quietly at first then getting slightly louder. It was the guests fucking in the next room. Man it wasn’t fair. My cunt throbbed my man was unconscious beside me & my friend was getting fucked in the next room.

I tried to ignore it but as curiosity got the better of me I crept out of bed through the door & sat on the floor by the guest room door. Slightly ajar I peeped in. I had never watched someone fuck before & I liked it. The subtle glow from the street lights outside shed enough of a beam to allow me to see their silhouette. Bent over the bed her ass in the air he held her hips hard & banged into her. My cunt throbbed the wet soaking my pants. For an hour I watch the outline of these two people while they licked sucked fucked moaned & ate each other.

My hand found its way down my pants again & I am ashamed to say in the absence of my man I was really very turned on watching this show. An hour passed & something told me that they knew they were being watched & liked it. I was so horny & the possibility of joining them was becoming more of a reality then I was comfortable with. I opened the door a few inches more just enough to get a slightly better view & lost myself in the passion they shared all the time my finger tickled gently across my clitoris & I kept very quiet.

Just then I felt a hand on my shoulder turning round my finger still in my pants I looked up to see my man. He knelt down took my hand out of my pants lifted me up by my arm & pulled me towards the bedroom. Not a word was spoken but the look on his face told me that I had dented his male pride & tonight was going to be about him not me.His rough deep kisses turned to bites leaving my lips bleeding. Pulling my head to the side with my hair he bit my neck until I whimpered for him to stop but he didnt. Normally he would remove my stockings slowly & deliberately. Not then he didnt. He tore them from me leaving great red welts where they ripped into me.

Struggling I pushed him back a little – I tried to say sorry but there was no place for my words. He pushed me onto the bed & without any preparation – sunk his fingers deep into me. No mercy no gentle loving just a mad raw passion I had rarely seen before. It hurt but my protests only served to intensify his invasion of my body. I had no choice that night it didn’t take me long to work that one out. Lifting me up he held my head & pushed his cock into my mouth securing my head with his hands so I had no choice. I choked gagged and still he fucked my mouth. I didn’t know this – & even though I was fearful uncomfortable & my body hurt my cunt throbbed with a desperation unknown to me.

For what seemed like an eternity he pushed me this way & that. Bit licked nibbled & spanked. Hardly a word was uttered & without warning he lifted me up knelt me against the wall my face uncomfortable against the cold paintwork. My legs forced apart with his knees until they were wide open. He took my hair from the back pulled my head back & with a mighty force – plunged his hard cock inside. My already sore sin made sorer as he grabbed my flesh in handfuls as he fucked. Letting out a manic moan – he spurted his spunk into me.

I expected him to fall to the bed in a spent heap but instead he lifted me gently down softly rubbed my tender skin swept my matted hair from my face with his hand kissed my mouth took me in his arms & said I love you.
And at that moment – I loved him more than I ever knew was possible.

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It was one of those days……a day when the pulsating in my cunt & the wetness in my pants – overtook all else. No matter how hard I tried…I just couldn’t distract myself. And on days like that….there was only one thing to quench my thirst…..a uncomplicated fuck.
I drove round the town…prowling for prey. I watched couples hold hands in the high street…..groups of guys congregating outside the bars.

Then there were the man types – rushing around in their sharp suits with their cell phones stuck to their ear. I wasn’t sure that day….just what type to go for….so I carried on cruising.
I drank coffee in coffee shops – watching the waiters in their tight black pants & all the while my pussy throbbed. I sat in the park for a while & considered the rough but kind of sweet – guy mowing the lawn.

Ah….so much choice… I’ve always quite enjoyed teasing myself on days like these….kind of delaying gratification….working out my strategy & allowing my filthy thoughts alone to almost bring me to orgasm.

I took a stroll up the high street – looking in shop windows & enjoying the need in my cunt. As I approached the brow of the hill….I saw a guy smoking outside a bar. …Id found him…and one way or another – I was going to have him. Our eyes locked. I always like to be the dominant one…make the moves….orchestrate the encounter. I asked him for a light – he obliged. And before I had the chance to ask if he wanted a drink…he asked me.



Going into the bar….I sipped my beer & all the while his eyes burned into mine. This guy was intense & his intensity threw me somewhat. Id hardly finished my drink when he said…”Come on then…we are going back to mine”. A bit of me was angry – how fucking dare he assume……but I was mesmerised & hardly able to speak….I got up – we walked to the car without hardly a word spoken & with his direction – were at his place in a few minutes.

He opened the door – turned & told me to go upstairs. He was so close behind me – I could feel his body heat. In his room – he turned & started to roughly unbutton my blouse….caressing my tits with his big hands he looked at me & smiled a roguish smile. My nipples peaked – hard & pink. He told me to sit on the bed….lift up my skirt & part my legs a little. Sat back on his bed….I pulled my soaking knickers to one side & showed my glistening cunt to him. He made a wonderful content noise…I slowly began to tickle my clit….he approached – knelt down between my legs & parted my lips. This was a man of few words….but very deliberate actions.

Slowly – holding my lips apart with one hand….he sunk one finger deep into me. Sweeping round inside with his big finger – I moaned & pushed myself towards him. He lifted my legs up – opened them wider – gave me another of those intense looks & started to fuck with what felt like his entire hand. All the time….slightly pressing down on my stomach making it hard for me to move & sweeping by THAT spot deep inside me. The look on his face drove me wild with desire. This was a man….not a boy.

Reaching down I felt the hardness of his cock…rock hard. I wanted that inside me & I was struggling to wait. But this man wasn’t going to be hurried. He bent me over all ways…. He sucked my clit to the point of explosion with his mouth…..his tongue lapping at my clit like a pro. He flipped me over on my front….lifted my ass in the air….placed several pillows under my stomach & worked on me with his fingers. Probing deep in all directions….. My cunt ached – my clit was burning & as he began to gently probe my ass – I expected by the time I left….Id know he was there too.

I was in a frenzy… I reached for his cock – urgently. It was hard …..glistening….almost bursting. I wanted it….I needed it. He raised me up from the bed….turned me around & pushed me against the wall. He raised my hands above my head & positioned them on the wall. He spread my legs….taking time to get them far enough open to do what he was going to do. My face against the coldness of the plaster…..he took his cock in his hand & drove it up & into me.

His hard hot cock banged deep into my cunt. The upward force as he plunged in – lifted my feet from the floor. Up & in – over & over again. I was hurting – uncomfortable – sore even – but all that mattered was the deep hard dick fucking my wet aching cunt. He has some stamina though as he came closer to coming inside me – I felt his urgency too. He grunted at me….squeezed the flesh of my ass so hard I thought I would bleed – covered my mouth with his and & fucked me harder & deeper. Banging away at me – pushing me into the wall…..groaning & grunting – he let out primal moan & filled me with his warm thick spunk. Broken – exhausted I fell to the floor – he lifted me up & placed me on the bed to sleep. I thought I choose him….but now I suspect he choose me.

ASHLEY MADISON DISCREET SEX DATING

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.

He wasn’t the best looking bloke I had ever seen but his coyness & delicate shyness turned me on & he was kind of cute in a juvenile way! Ok he had only come to fit the shower probably his first job unsupervised & perhaps his plumbing skills could have been better. But this meek young lad barely out of school was a prize to behold. I mean nicely so. He was polite his mother had clearly taught him good manners. He watched his Ps & Qs & so did I. Though I hoped beneath the nice boy lurked a man.

He was slow too really methodical with is work. Every thing he did was checked & rechecked. Mostly he wasnt aware I was watching him & I did some odd stuff just to catch a glimpse. Sorted laundry in the adjacent room rearranged the airing cupboard cleaned the paintwork all these mindless chores gave me a few minutes to watch him to loose myself to imagine his firmness while all the time I got hotter & wetter. Me at my age – peeping through the door to catch the sight of this delightful young man & my children at school! What a sight he was though & such vivid images just drove me crazy. I was like a crazy horny teenager though I liked the way this subtle voyeurism made me feel.

As he bent down to rummage in his tool box I could see the definition in the muscles in his back & arms. I could tell though that his thighs were firm & likely strong enough to fuck me standing up for the longest of times. What a horny thought that was. I was fed up with unsatisfactory sex. And while I wasn’t averse to seeking out satisfaction elsewhere if the opportunity arose I rarely did. Instead I had learned to rely upon my imagination my touch & my dildo. Okay so I can touch myself to orgasm better than almost anyone but the cold plastic dildo did little to satisfy my need for warm firm cock inside of me.Thats what woke me in the small hours on a regular basis in a total frenzy.

He cleaned up after himself & as I sat on my bed peeping through the door even watching him wash his hands moistened my already soaking pussy. Sitting sideway on my bed looking at him my hands caressed my breasts. He couldn’t see me. As he did his work my imagination reeked havoc & as temptation got the better of me I allowed my hand to pull my pants aside slipping my finger gently along my pulsating lips tracing a gentle line up & allowing my finger to rest easily on my swollen clitoris. I didnt even have to move it the throbbing intensified my finger still on the delicious swelling. I could feel the juice begin to drip down onto my ass.

My finger began to move making gentle vertical small strokes so lightly over my clitoris. Teasing myself feeling the swelling increase – I was becoming more & more excited until I pulled my pants off lay back a little opened my lips & began to stroke myself more frenetically. He worked moving across the bathroom to get his tools. I knew it was only a matter of time before he caught a glimpse. Then it happened. He blushed fumbled with his work & tried to carry on but I knew that by now he would be hard. Watching him trying not to watch me while I worked myself what a trip that was. But he was stubborn & even when I began to whimper he ignored me.

I opened my legs wider exposing the shiny wetness of my pussy my fingers plunged deep inside of me. I called him he mumbled something quietly & carried on. But I could see that his resolve to avoid watching me was beginning to weaken. He took more & more glances each time lingering for a while longer. Time to be assertive I thought! I called out to him & told him to take out his cock. He hesitated but only momentarily. Now you do it I ordered. He stood in the doorway though creeping further towards my room his hard cock in his hand & began to wank. His technique looked good to me. Clearly he had had a lot of practice.

The lad blushed though there was little coy about his hard on. So I fingered my cunt deep while playing with my clitoris & he by this time had edged to my bedroom doorway wanking in long steady strokes. The waves were sweeping over me my cunt was red open wet & ready. My orgasm hovered. Without speaking I stood up from the bed stood with my face to the wardrobe – my hands behind my back back arched legs slightly apart & all the time wondering if he would get what I wanted. It seemed like the longest time & determined not to say a word I held my nerve.

I heard as he moved toward me the anticipation drove me to fever pitch. He knelt down I could feel his breath on my cunt. He didn’t touch the boy was taking a look. Keeping my eyes closed – my hands crossed behind my back my face to the wardrobe – I knew he would deliver.

He took hold of my wrists with one hand his other hand over my month & his hard cock found its way in without help. Funny how such a coy lad turned transformed into an animal. He pounded deep into me. I had nowhere to go no scope to move except into the hard surface I leaned against. He held my hands together a bit too rough his big hands partially covered my nose I gasped for air. He wasnt so considerate then. He thrust with his entire body almost lifting me off the ground. His grunting turned to words.

You fucking dirty bitch……….filthy woman….teasing me like that……what do you expect. My cunt was full of his hardness my body hurt & this beautiful boy fucked & fucked. No respite……….relentless I screamed struggled to free myself – not a chance. That lad fucked me like that for half an hour. As his orgasm gathered pace he grunted pulled his cock out turned me round & pushed me to the floor. The spunk spurted from his cock all over my face so much of it. His face contorted as his warm come dripped over me. With one last look of contempt he pulled his trousers up pushed me back & left. My wrists bruised my face sore my cunt swollen I lay on the floor in a spent heap. The silly boy would never realise that I had gotten exactly what I wanted.

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