Night With Mommy

by Sofia Connor

  Cyprian did not look at him. He kept his gaze firmly on the girl. Who in turn kept her gaze firmly on the ground. He watched her for several moments unmoving before the Judge spoke again.

  "Close the door slave."

  The girl made a barely visible flinch when he said the word slave. Then the door slowly closed, blocking her from Cyprian's gaze.

  The End.

  Fuck Me

  "Mmmmm....fuck I want you so bad..."

  I moan in your ear as I have you trapped under me. You could easily get up but you don't, curious, waiting to see what will happen. I feel you grow harder under me. I kiss you hard on the mouth and my tongue urgently snakes into your mouth and I grab your head, pulling you in. I let my mouth prove my earlier statement as I let my hips rub against your giant bulge.

  "Ahhh..."

  I moan into your mouth and my hands make their way down to your dick and stroke it intently. Breaking the kiss I stare lustfully into your eyes for a few seconds before attacking your neck with kisses. My hand is still working diligently, the other rubbing my nipples through my shirt.

  My mouth travels up to your ear again.

  "You're my slave now. The first part is you have to prove how much you want me. How much you want your dick in my pussy. It's soaking wet just for you, you know. I just want your big, hard, throbbing dick in me. I want you to fuck me senseless. But you have to prove you want it badly too. Mmm, I bet it's de-li-ci-ous..."

  I lick your ear around the outside and let my mouth attack your neck again. As I do so, my hands move to remove my panties and then I get off a bit to remove your boxers. Finally free, I feel the heat of your cock against my pussy. I get even wetter and rub myself against you. I hear you sigh as you close your eyes and I take off my shirt. You feel the moment and open your eyes, immediately grabbing at my tits to lick and suck them. I moan loudly as you lick them.

  "That's it. Good slave...You want to please your mistress now don't you?"

  I keep rubbing my soaking wet pussy against you as your refuse to answer, except by moaning.

  "It's ok...you can answer me...how much do you want to please me...?"

  After eliciting no response again I remove all contact from your dick and surrounding area. You moan with want and begin to lick and nibble my nipples all the more intently. I shiver and moan as my pussy begins to flow...dripping on to your rock hard dick. You shiver and again I try to get you to respond.

  "Tell me my slave, how much do you want to screw me? To fuck me? To make me cum over and over and over again. All over you. I want to cum on you. I want you to fill me up. I'm starving for your cock in me. Tell me you want my pussy just as much..."

  I lick at your neck again and graze my clit against your manhood again.

  "Tell me..." You finally moan and tell me how much you want me...how much you want it...how much you want to cum.

  My lips curl into a smile. Perfect.

  "So I've got your right where I want you, my precious. My sex toy. My slave. You'll do anything now won't you?"

  You agree and begin to lick at whatever part of my body you can reach, which happens to be my neck. I close my eyes, relishing the feeling of the control I have over you.

  "Mmm...you know how to please your mistress."

  I bring my lips to your again, wanting to taste your mouth. So sweet and wonderful. So strong. I moan into the kiss again and keep teasing you. You moan as well and I break apart the kiss. I free myself from your caressing arms holding me in place and move up on your body, dragging my pussy up your torso. Finally I stop, with it dripping over your mouth.

  "Guess what you're going to do now my sex slave?"

  I lower myself onto your face and close my eyes as I feel your tongue licking up and down my clit.

  "That's right. Lick me up. Clean out my pussy with your tongue. Ahhhh...you make me feel oh so goooodddd...Just like that. Work for what you want."

  I reach back and tease your penis with my hand. You moan into my pussy and the slight vibration causes me to flow into your mouth. It feels so good every time, but I can't wait to feel you inside me.

  "That's right baby, lick me up."

  I rub it into your face and you suck and lick it even more fervently before I begin to slide back down your body. I go back down to where I was and finding your dick a little bit softer than before I tease it back to where I want it.

  "Now, I wonder just how good you'll taste. I can't wait to suck and lick your cock."

  Mmmm, just the thought of it in my mouth makes me almost cum...and I know I will as soon as you fill my mouth with it. My lips find yours again.

  "What do you think of that? Hmm? You know I'm your little slut. Your little cock whore. You've been good. I'll let you enjoy yourself a little, but don't you cum just yet. You're still my slave."

  I give you another teasing reminder before I continue going down on you again. I put my hands on either side of you and graze my tongue along your long, hard shaft. I feel you twitch and moan under me.

  "Enjoying this are we? Close? Good. I'm keeping you there."

  I fit you into my mouth and am rewarded with a loud moan and you reach down and grab my hair. I moan as well and close my mouth as I cum all over your leg.

  "Oh god, you do taste good."

  I put you into my mouth again and tease you close to the edge before stopping and pulling you out of my mouth. I flick my tongue over the tip of your head. You squirm and try to push my head down but I don't let you.

  "Uh uh uh...You're not being very good. You do want to cum don't you?" You moan and squirm but loosen your grip. "Good. Now.."

  I get you sufficiently wet again before I fit your long hard dick between my tits. I squeeze them together and begin stroking your entire length. The sounds you make and the feel and sight of your dick makes me cum on you again. As I feel you reaching the edge again I stop. This time, however, you stay still.

  "Now, it's time to really please your mistress. I can't let you come just yet, but I need to cum oh so badly. You make me so hot and horny. Prove to me how much you want it. How much you want me. Finger me until I cum over and over again. Don't stop until I say so."

  Before I even finish speaking you move into position. I lay on my back as you spread my legs and insert your fingers into me. Almost immediately I begin cumming...and cumming... and cumming...I bite down hard on your arm to muffle the yelling.

  "Fuck that feels so good. Ahhh! Mmm...oh god. Yes...Again...and again...mmm fuck me."

  Your hand is covered with my juices and so is everything around us before I finally tell you to stop. You do it again one last time and remove your fingers from my dripping, soaked pussy. After several more seconds of subsiding ecstasy I sit up and flip you over to the bottom again. I slide my pussy over your rock hard length again before inserting you into me with a hard thrust. You groan as I begin to move on top of me and your hands grab at my tits.

  "I told you I would reward you didn't I? Is this what you wanted?"

  You nod. You reach a spot again and I flow all over your dick, pushing my tits into your face. You hungrily lick at them as I moan. I then stop and roll over to my side, presenting my ass to you. Confused for a second, you then understand and grab at my ass, pulling it apart.

  "Fuck my ass as hard as you can. Do whatever you want. I'm all yours...I'm your little cock whore. Push it in...it's so tight..."

  With all the previous lubrication you slide it in with relative ease and begin pounding away as I groan and moan, grabbing onto any part of you I can reach and pulling you in closer. Before we know it I cum soon and with the extra friction so do you, your hot cum filling me up inside.

  "God I love that feeling." I turn around to stare at you. "Well that was fun, hun."

  The End.

  Office Mating

  In a way, it's because of my wife's terrific sex drive that I'm having an affair right now. Things were going along just fine, and I was happily monogamous, until that Saturday afternoon when my wife just ¬
had to have my cock. Maybe I'll use that as my defense if she ever finds out. "It's all the fault of your horny cunt!" I'll say. Or maybe not.

  Make no mistake: I love my wife, and I love the fact that she's got a near-insatiable sexual apatite. Annie is an all-around gem of womanhood. Statuesquely tall, with a great figure, golden-tan skin and shining, curly black hair, she's a knockout by anyone's standards. She made good money doing part time modeling in her college days, and the intervening twelve years haven't diminished her beauty in the least. And she's smart and funny and a great companion and everything else that goes into making a perfect wife.

  The other woman in my life is my co-worker Kate. Most people would say that she's not as attractive as my wife, but personally I don't feel compelled to rank women like that--to mentally line them up in order of their beauty the way school kids are lined up in order of height. There's more to the beauty of a woman than just how closely she approaches some abstract ideal of perfection. I didn't always feel that way, but being around Kate drove that truth home to me. She's about five foot three, has straight blonde hair, and is a little more roundly padded than today's anorexic standards of beauty claim is ideal. But Kate has a wonderful personality that just sparkles and fills her body and her face with life. She gives the impression that she accepts herself totally; that she loves her body and she expects you to do the same. She's beautiful and sexy because she acts beautiful and sexy.

  Kate and I have been sharing an office for about two years. The building our company is in didn't have enough offices to fit our staff, so many of us double up. Kate and I get along really well, and almost from our first day of working together we engaged in a lot of good-humored flirting. We're both happily married, but flirting was fun and seemed harmless. At first, this was only verbal--lots of sexual joking around of the "that's what she said" variety.

  Over time, things got a little more physical. We'd touch as we brushed past each other in our office, sometimes just casually, sometimes with a definite sexual playfulness. Kate seemed to like my butt, and after a while I couldn't turn my back on her within arms reach without getting an affectionate pat. Naturally, that gave me permission to return the complement in kind, and in that way things gradually escalated.

  One day Kate was messing with a computer cable under her desk. She was down on her hands and knees, and her snug little skirt was stretched tight over her round ass. After she'd reconnected the cable, she stayed on her hands and knees and maneuvered so that her bottom was pointing straight at me. "Aw, darn it," she said, feigning annoyance. "Just look at this thing, David. Do you know what to do with one of these?" She wiggled her ass, just to make sure I knew what she was talking about.

  "Let me take a look," I said, and squatted down behind her. "Hmm," I said thoughtfully. "Yeah, I think I know how to handle this." I knew what I was about to do was pushing the boundaries, but I couldn't stop myself. Getting down on the floor with her like this had been a mistake. The smell of her perfume and the sexy, incredibly female look of her in this bent-over position were making my head swim. I ran my hands up and over her buttocks, then reached forward until I had a hand on each of her hips. I gripped hard, holding onto her the way I'd hold a woman while fucking her doggy style.

  Neither of us moved or spoke for a few moments. Then Kate said "Oh," very quietly, but still we just stayed frozen in place. My cock was rigid and throbbing in my pants, and the office was silent except for the sounds of our breathing.

  "W-we have to stop," Kate finally said. We weren't really doing anything, but I knew what she meant.

  "Yeah," I said, but I didn't move. I tightened my grip on her hips and pulled her back while simultaneously leaning my own body forward. The hard bulge in my pants bumped against what I calculated was the exact location of her cunt, hidden by a few layers of clothing. I held us like that, my crotch pressed hard against her ass and pussy.

  "Oh," Kate said again, and then: "Oh fuck!"

  I was wondering if I should take those words as an invitation, but just then I looked up and saw someone walking past the glass door to our office. Although Kate was hidden by her desk, anyone looking in through that door would have seen me kneeling there like I was praying before the altar of a keyboard drawer. To say nothing of the fact that someone could come strolling into the office at any moment. Reality came crashing back in on me, and I let go of Kate's hips and stood up.

  "Sorry," I said.

  "No, don't be," she said with a smile as she got up herself. Then she took a deep breath and blew it out with a "Whew!" sound. "Hank sure is going to get some action tonight!" Hank is her husband's name. We both laughed. Kate looked down at the bulging front of my pants and raised her eyebrows. "And Annie too, I guess," she smirked.

  After that experience we toned things down for a while, but our restraint didn't last. About a week later Kate was standing close to me as she put her jacket on at the end of the day. She seemed to be deliberately pushing her chest toward me, and when she reached her arm back I could see her nipples raising proud little bumps in her tightly stretched blouse and bra. Before I knew what I was doing, my hand was up, cupping her tit. Again the two of us froze, she with her arm half into her jacket sleeve. After a while Kate let her breath out with a sigh. "Jeeze," she said. "Welcome back to Junior High School, Kate. You're wetting your panties because a cute boy is copping a feel of your booby." This made us both laugh, and we separated and pulled ourselves together. Kate finished putting on her jacket. Just before she left she turned to me. "I'm going to be thinking about that while I fuck my spouse tonight. How about you?"

  "Yup, same here," I said.

  That's how Kate and I let ourselves go on playing with sexual fire. So far, the net result of our escalating flirtation had only been to spice up our respective marital sex lives, and there's nothing wrong with that, right? And we pretended to believe that it would never develop into anything more.

  And maybe it wouldn't have, if it weren't for my wife being so sexy and having such a hungry pussy.

  It was a Saturday, but I had to go in to work to get a project back on schedule. I was out of bed and dressed when Annie came down to the kitchen. I reminded her I was going in to work that day, and she pouted.

  "But I'm horny," she said. "Can't you go in later?" To emphasize her point, she lifted up the front of her nightie, showing me her neatly trimmed black bush. We usually have a nice leisurely love-making session on Saturday mornings.

  "I promised to have stuff done by midday. When I get home we can fuck our brains out, promise."

  Instead of arguing, Annie took her nightie off altogether, dropping it to the floor. That was a hell of a tough argument to resist, but I finished my coffee, gave my pouting wife a kiss, squeezed her tit and said, "Soon as I get back, honey, honest." I left, the bulge of my stiff cock pointing the way.

  At work I slaved away through the morning. I was the only person in our suite of offices, so it was quiet with no interruptions. Unfortunately, the tasks I was working on were bigger than I'd thought, and by lunchtime I still had a few hours more work to do. When I called Annie and told her my updated schedule, she was pretty pissed off.

  About twenty minutes later I heard the outer door to the office suite open and close. There's a section of glass wall next to the door to my office, and looking through this I saw Annie approaching. She came into the office and closed the door behind her. She was wearing a car coat that came down to the middle of her thighs, and I had a moment to puzzle over the fact that no pants or skirt showed below this. Then she shrugged out of the jacket and tossed it aside. Except for shoes, she was naked. Without speaking, she came around my desk, bent over and pulled my head to hers for a kiss.

  "I figured if dick won't come to pussy, pussy must go to dick," she said, and started pulling my shirt up out of my pants.

  Between and around her fiery kisses, I tried to mumble something about the work I had to do, but pretty quickly I realized that talking about work at that moment would be about
the stupidest act ever committed in human history. "Damn, Annie," I said instead. "You are the hottest, sexiest woman in the whole world."

  "Prove it," she said, and sat on my desk, pushing my computer monitor to one side to make room. Scooting her ass further back on the desk, she brought her feet up, sitting Indian style so her beautiful cunt was spread open in front of me; a wet and glistening jewel. I was wearing a polo shirt and jeans, and the shirt was over my head and off in a second. I leaned in and kissed her passionately, running my fingers through her hair.

  Now that it was decided that Annie and I were going to get it on, we started taking our time about it. We spent a leisurely time just kissing, fondling, caressing, sucking and mouthing every exposed part of each other. I pulled gently on her nipples as she opened my pants and pushed them down my thighs. My hard cock bounced out and lay on the desk like a salami on a deli counter. Annie picked it up and stroked it as I continued massaging her breasts and kissing her.

  I was facing toward the office door, and a flash of movement made me look past Annie's head to the door behind her. What I saw made a little jolt of surprise run through me. Kate was there, standing outside the office, watching Annie and me through the floor-to-ceiling glass panel beside the door. She had a wry smile on her face, as if she was amused and also taunting me a little. If Annie noticed the startled shudder passing through me, she must have thought I was reacting to a rush of pleasure from her hand on my cock. My eyes locked with Kate's as I continued kissing my wife's lips. It was an odd moment, to say the least. Kate just stood there, as if challenging me, as if we were competing to see which of us would break the staring contest first.

  I took the challenge. Screw you, Kate, I thought. I'm gonna fuck my wife, whether you're standing there watching or not. I bent down to take Annie's breast in my mouth, and Kate was hidden from me for a while. When I could look up at the glass panel again, she was gone. I guess I win, I thought. But about a minute later she reappeared, first taking a cautious peek through the glass, then standing boldly in front of it when she saw that Annie still had her back to the door. Kate had her winter coat on when I first saw her, but she'd taken it off. She was wearing a knit blouse and a long skirt. She stood with her feet apart, and as I watched she started rubbing at her pussy through her skirt.