He broke the silence once again whispering, "I'm going to give you what you want, Abigail."
"Oh!" she exclaimed ecstatically.
The sound of his deep voice combined with those enticing words made Abigail a little antsy. She fidgeted with the handcuffs as she listened to his clothes being hurriedly removed. Waves of wanton lust washed over her as he pressed his muscular body firmly against hers. She quivered as he rubbed his hardened cock between her pussy lips, coating it with her juices. Aflame with desire, she begged him to take her.
Abigail clenched her fists, gasping as he penetrated her from behind. Fueling her desire, he buried himself completely in one swift thrust. Her excitement mounted as he thrust his cock in and out of her hot pussy. Lustfully, she pushed her ass backwards to meet his thrusts with perfect timing. The ensuing sounds of their union reverberated throughout the forest.
Abigail's heard the faint sound of a vibrator before feeling his hand slide down her tummy and over her mons pubis. Her heart throbbed as she felt the penetrating vibrations on her pussy lips. Jolts of pure energy rushed through her body as he stimulated her clit with the little toy. Abigail's eyes rolled back into her head, almost losing consciousness from the intense pleasure.
She snapped back into reality as his hand grabbed her hair and pulled her neck back to his awaiting mouth. She sighed in ecstasy as his teeth bit into her neck. Her neck now marked, he spoke once again.
"Now," he commanded boldly.
"Now?" she humbly asked.
"Now!" he repeated.
Abigail needed no further prompting. Her inhibitions now released, she let herself go.
She vigorously bucked against his thrusting cock. Squeezing her thighs tightly together, she trapped the humming vibrator firmly against her clit. Within seconds, her climax exploded, releasing a surge of primal energy throughout her body. She shuddered violently as the first wave hit her. Her fingernails dug sharply into her palms as the rhythmic contractions in her pussy and anus began.
"Oh God Jonathan," she cried as the second shockwave of her orgasm began.
Her body burst into a series of uncontrolled spasms as the throbbing sensations in her clit exploded outward. Her body was permeated with a multitude of pleasure pulses. Inundated by these powerful sensations, Abigail collapsed against the tree, mentally and physically spent.
Abigail groaned in pain as the tree bark bit into her flesh. He quickly cut the rope, freeing her handcuffed arms from the tree. She trembled as he scooped her up and carried her over to the blanket. A sense of contentment filled her soul as he carefully laid her upon her side. He removed the handcuffs from her wrists and curled up beside her. She purred contently as his amorous actions rapidly relaxed her.
Feeling the pool of sticky liquid between her legs, Abigail blushed. She shook her head in amazement, finding it difficult to believe she was so self-centered she hadn't even thought about his needs. But upon ample consideration, she grinned. The voluminous amount of cum between her legs spoke for itself. He too had enjoyed it, rather immensely, it seemed.
With that pleasant thought, she whispered, "I love you Jonathan" and closed her eyes, joining her lover in dreamland.
The End.
Harley Rain
The deserted highway stretched out for miles in front of them. Fields and fields of rapeseed growing bright yellow flanked the road and a dark threatening sky loomed over them. Even the speed of the black Harley did nothing to dispel the humidity which was almost overwhelming in her leather and jeans, making everything stick to her skin. She longed to have the cool breeze touch her. The rumble of the bike beneath her created a heat of its own between her legs and her arms locked around his hips in a show of appreciation. Her hand at rest high on his inner thigh was a promise of future pleasures.
Thunder boomed as the first fat raindrops began to fall. Lightening slashed the sky in a brilliant blaze of color and the rain started to fall in earnest. The rumble of the bike slowed and they approached a small gravel side road. The road stopped as it entered the rapeseed field 10 feet from the highway. A huge looming willow tree the only witness to their arrival.
As his feet planted on the ground he silenced the bike and slid off so he could look at her. For miles he had been waiting for her hand to touch him, grab his hard cock through his leathers while he enjoyed her ample tits being pressed against his back. The destination had been the cabin, but the weather was intent on making him wait just a bit longer. He removed his helmet and placed it under the tree and then reached to adjust his erection, taking care to make sure she noticed.
She watched him slide off the bike and turn towards her. He looked every bit the bad boy she wanted him to be and the need to have him was a slow, insistent burn inside her. She moved into the drivers seat and spun herself around so she could face him. She couldn't have missed his cock, but enjoyed the view more as his hand grazed it, proving that he was intent on fucking her.
The rain was unrelenting, the thunder breaking the silence.
She removed her helmet and dropped it to the ground as she shook out her hair. She would be soaked in minutes but that was the idea.
He watched as she undid her leather jacket and stripped it off of her, revealing a white t-shirt. The rain ran in rivulets off her face and neck and splashed on her shirt. The wetter the shirt got the more he could see of her. The water caused the fabric to cling to her revealing the outline of her breasts. She was braless and her dark, hard nipples were prominent under the thin white fabric. She placed her hands behind her and arched her back and chest forward, daring him to do more then look at her.
His cock ached as he watched her, she couldn't imagine how sexy she looked as she teased him.
Her hand started to caress her front, moving from her belly to her tits. Gentle grabbing one tit and then the other, offering her nipples a tweak each time, and she let out a sigh. Slowly, achingly slowly, she lifted the sopping t-shirt to reveal more of her flesh, stopping as she freed one of her breasts. She bent her head lower and licked her own nipple, hoping soon his mouth would replace hers.
Heat flashed through his entire body and he was near blind with lust. This girl, this woman, right now, she was everything he desired. The need to be inside her was like a scream inside his head. He watched her play with her nipple as she sucked the water off and made circles with her fingers. He watched as her free hand teased and she lowered it to her core and rubbed herself through her soaked jeans.
She lifted the shirt off of her and tossed it into the waiting field, exposing herself to him. The rain running off her body. She stared at him, eyes full of lust and angled her head back.
"Touch me" she purred as she crooked one finger in his direction.
He pounced, his hand sliding up her neck to her chin and his lips found her collar bone. His breathe was hot on her skin and her hand surrounded his neck tangling in his wet hair. His mouth worked her nipples, flicking each with his tongue and sucking pulling pleasure from her with each motion. Her pussy flooded with lust and was hot and begging to be touched. She arched her hips towards him again and again. He swung his leg over the bike so they were facing each other and drew his hand over her tits. He teased and caressed her nipples, flicking his tongue over and over again. His touch was warm on her skin and she ached for his fingers inside her. Her lust threatened to overcome her. She pulled him into a kiss, a long passionate kiss, her tongue probing his mouth.
His hunger was evident in his kiss as he penetrated her mouth deeply, but it wasn't the only place he longed to enter her. His cock was hard and straining to have her stroke him, taste him. She sat up and reached for his zipper. With practiced hands she freed his raging cock. She could feel him twitch in pleasure as her hand closed around him. With slow strokes she fucked him with her hand and watched his face. His lips were slack as hot breath escaped them with each moan he released and his eyes held the more than a hint of guilty pleasure at watching her touch him. She bent forward and took him into her waiting mouth and moaned. H
e could feel the vibration of it across his cock and it sent shivers of pleasure through him. His dick plunged deeper into her mouth and threatened to explode.
She wasn't ready for him to cum yet so she reached for her zipper and struggled with the wet denim. Finally she shimmied out of her jeans and lay back on the gas tank of the bike. The only thing between him and her pussy was a thin piece of black lace.
One hand started to stroke his own cock, the rain providing ample lubrication. The other hand slid up her inner thigh and pushed aside the lace. Her shaved pussy made him groan in pleasure; he loved the smooth feel of it against his fingers. He teased her, touching the folds of her sex but not penetrating her. Her hips lifted in response but still he didn't enter her.
"Touch me please" she begged
"I want you, I need you" she tried again
The ache in her cunt was almost painful, her need to cum paramount, and still he teased. Her hand was beside his ready to do the job herself but he trapped it is his; their fingers locked, and held her away.
She groaned, almost in agony.
He shifted away from her, and with the suddenness of a thunderclap his mouth was on her. His tongue probing her pussy. His lips expertly sucking at her hard clit.
She screamed his name.
He added his fingers, two pushed deep into her throbbing hole, twisting, pushing, and reaching. His lips and tongue still swallowing her sweet honey.
"Cum on my face" he said "cum hard on my face"
He forced his fingers harder into her, his tongue still working her. In a moment of pure pleasure she felt him slip one finger into her ass. In and out they moved with a rhythm that was going to overwhelm her. The orgasm was building in her and she could no longer control the thrust of her hips against him. He buried his face deeper into her eager pussy and savored the taste of her, the liquid heat of her pleasure was flowing into this mouth and he struggle to keep control of his cock.
With a final plunge he felt her shudder, and her cry out. The sound lost to the wind and rain. His fingers could feel her muscles contracting around them, gripping them and releasing them in time with her panting. The orgasm racked her body her back arched at an impossible angle her head almost hitting the gas tank. She bucked her hips again and he felt the bike unbalance. He steadied it with his feet and swung and arm beneath her, lifting her off the machine and angling her towards the ground. There was no stopping this now, he would fuck her, take her right here, 10 feet from the highway in the pouring rain.
His eyes glinted in the rain, water falling off every inch of him, he looked beautiful.
She lay on the ground her legs spread wide waiting. He removed the remains of his soaked clothing and stood naked above her. He dropped to his knees between her waiting thighs and gripped the black lace she still wore. With a fierce tug he tore them from her body and flung them into the night. His cock ached with lust and he plunged it deep inside her. He raised himself on his arms and forced himself into her moist sex. He pounded her, over and over, his balls slapping against her ass. He locked her hands above her head as he trapped her wrists with his and pounded harder still.
She could feel every inch of his cock inside her, straining to reach deeper still. She groaned again and he looked at her face. Her mouth was open in pleasure as he fucked her. He bent to kiss her, his tongue working against hers, trying to still his coming orgasm.
She loved the feel of his hard cock inside her. As he pushed himself in and out of her she used her own hand to play with her nipples, twisting and flicking, causing little bursts of pleasure that made her pussy throb. He was getting close to cumming and she wanted him to fill her with it, but not like this. She pushed against his shoulder and she rolled onto her knees facing away from him.
"Fuck me" She taunted "fuck me really hard"
He enjoyed the view of her ass, the line of her neck and back as he adjusted to her request. He grabbed his cock and placed it next to her glistening hole. He entered her from behind and grabbed her hips as he slammed her back onto his cock. His penetration was deep, perfect. He rocked his hips against her, over and over. A free hand tangled in her hair pulling her head back towards him.
"Oh God" he growled as he pumped her again.
His thrusts were getting harder more urgent, promising pleasure for both of them. She willed herself to hang in there with him, to come on his dick as he exploded into her pussy.
He slapped her ass as he drove into her and she came. Harder and faster then she expected her pussy exploded around his cock. She screamed his name only to have it lost on the wind again.
He felt her convulse and with a final hard thrust he cock emptied itself deep inside her. Again and again he pumped into her, his balls slapping against her ass. His orgasm seemed to go on and on, the waves of pleasure forcing him to shut his eyes. He shuddered as the spasms finally slowed and he exhaled a breath that he was holding.
He could feel the rain falling on his back, cooling his scorching skin and easing his aching muscles. Water fell from his hair and he shook his head, spraying her back with it. His arm reached around her middle as he rolled onto the wet ground and she was obliged to follow. She lay with his arm underneath her and her head on his shoulder as the rain continued to fall. The silence their own brand of pillow talk that spoke of two secret lovers, sated, if only for a moment.
The End.
Laura's Bet
I like to watch. Not only is it the title of my favorite porn film from the 80's, but it also describes my sexual preference. And there is nothing I like more than watching my sweet, bouncy bottom little lady reaching a climax.
I guess it all started with the introduction of marital aids into our foreplay. Vibrators, dildos and things of that nature, which we like to refer to as "our toys", became increasingly useful in arousing my wife and ultimately, bringing her to orgasm. But none of this happened overnight. It took months of begging, pleading and negotiating with my wife, Laura, before she would even let me use a vibrator on her.
It all began innocently enough. Laura was cooking dinner one night and made a statement I knew was wrong. I called her on it and she, believing to be right, began to argue. Before the argument got too heated and one of us said something to upset the other, I asked if she was confident enough to place a little wager. Warily she asked what the wager might be. Since it was a Friday night, which meant that we would probably make love anyway, I decided to make the bet sexual in nature. I offered to perform any sex act she might desire if she was right and requested the same for me if she were wrong. Despite the high stakes I could see that she remained steadfastly convinced of her belief. She agreed.
While she finished cooking dinner, I went to my computer, "Googled" the fact and printed the results which proved that I was right. Before I returned to Laura and my dinner, I laid out a few of the things I would need to satisfy Laura's bet.
"Well smarty pants," she taunted, "I'm right aren't I? Otherwise you'd have run back in back in here waving the evidence in my face. Oh, your tongue is going to be tired tomorrow," she smirked, letting me know that I was going to perform her favorite activity, cunnilingus.
"As a matter of fact, you're wrong," I said triumphantly, handing her the proof. Her face went white as she read and she whispered resignedly, "Damn, I was sure I was right. I guess my jaws will be aching instead, huh?" she asked referring to my usual request for oral sex. "Or," she lowered her eyes and stared at her dinner plate, "are you going to take me over your knee and spank me?" which just happened to be another activity for which I held a particular fondness.
"No, I don't think either will satisfy my desire tonight. I'm not going to tell you, but I think you'll be able to figure it out once we get into the bedroom." Laura's face went red and I wasn't sure if it was anger at losing or embarrassment but she nodded and we ate our dinner in relative silence. After dinner I helped with the dishes and tried to converse lightly but Laura was quiet, and I guessed she was contemplating her fate.
When
we were finished the kitchen chores, Laura sighed despondently when I grabbed her hand and led her into the bedroom.
Laura went directly to the bed and held up the garter belt and fishnet stockings I had left for her.
"You want me to wear these," she asked, holding the garter belt.
"Yep, and nothing else," I replied happily.
"And then what," she continued guardedly.
I pulled back the sheets and revealed the hidden cache of toys.
"Oh no," she objected, as she backed away from the bed. "I'm not going to play with myself for you, and certainly not with those disgusting things!"
Now that was exactly what I wanted and believed I had a right to expect given the circumstances of the bet. So I replied that it was exactly what I wanted.
"When Hell freezes over!" she replied and tossed the garter belt onto the bed and began to storm out of the bedroom.
In the interest of saving something from the situation, I grabbed her arm and furiously started to negotiate.
"Okay, okay," I stammered, scrambling for ideas. "Just put on the garter belt for now and let's see what happens."
She kissed me lightly, smiled victoriously and went into the bathroom to change while I dejectedly picked up the toys and put them away, all except for one, which I hid under my pillow. I wasn't defeated yet and despite her cheekiness, I still had a few tricks up my sleeve. Suddenly the door to the bathroom swung open and I saw Laura standing in the doorway. Her hands were on her hips which were thrust slightly forward, creating a very sexy image. The garter belt framed her freshly shaven pubic mound perfectly, drawing my hungry eyes like a magnet. My gaze moved slowly upwards, taking in the fullness of her firm, soft breasts, and the hard pink nipples which crowned them. My cock began to stir as she moved seductively across them room.
Laura's mouth crushed against mine in a long, hard kiss. I felt her tongue dart into my mouth and moved mine to duel with hers. My hands slid down and cupped her ass cheeks and pulled her closer to me. Her breasts flattened and I could feel her rock-hard nipples against my chest. My cock stood at attention as she pressed her thighs around its shaft. I half-carried her to the bed and lay her on it, careful not to reveal my secreted surprise. Her legs parted welcomingly and I dove between them, my tongue busily searching for her clit while my hands kneaded her breasts and lightly pinched her nipples.
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