The Bitch In Me - Kinky Bedtime Sex Stories - Emma Baker - E-Book

The Bitch In Me - Kinky Bedtime Sex Stories E-Book

Emma Baker

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Dreaming of kinky things at night? How does it work? Very easily. Just read horny sex stories and be inspired by it. Everything is possible in erotic dreams and everything is allowed. Whether you dream of sex from behind or want to live out your eroticism with other people. These sex stories will help you. Kinky Erotic Stories.

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Emma Baker

The Bitch In Me - Kinky Bedtime Sex Stories

Taboo Sex and Erotic

 

 

 

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Inhaltsverzeichnis

Titel

Meet My Wife

Thanks For Saving Me From Another Boring Weekend

Fucking Slut - I Love You

Only Roommates?

Happy Valentine's Day

The Bitch In Me

Submissive Male Used By Dominant Women

Best Orgasm Of My Life

Happy birthday Sweetheart

More Fun

Impressum neobooks

Meet My Wife

My wife, Marylin and I had been married for 15 years last winter when I started my new, government job with the Department of Homeland Security. Our headquarters is obviously in Washington DC, but my small branch office was out of the way in Nashville, TN. I am a planner with the office in Nashville and have an immediate supervisor here, but my main boss happens to work in DC. He comes out once every 4-6 weeks, and stays for the work week as we go over schedules, exercises, and future operations for the agency. It's usually a pretty intense week when he's in town and my boss, Michael, always likes to end the week with a night at the strip cub near his regular hotel. He always buys the drinks, lap dances and splurges on the girls all night long. At some point in the night he'll always make it back to the champagne room with one of the strippers and that's when I find my time to sneak out and head home to my beautiful wife.

Speaking of my wife, she was not initially ok with my time away at the club, but when she realized I came home to her every time, and was hot and horny and ready to fuck, she got to enjoy my outings, and eventually looked forward to his coming to town so the two of us could have a wonderful night afterwards. It's not that we don't have good sex on a regular basis anyways, but the strip club nights always spice it up for us some. Back to my wife, MARYLIN, she is amazing in bed to say the very least. We met in college and I'm only 3rd guy she's ever been with since our first date when we were 19. She's not a porn star or model, but at 38, she's still a beautiful woman with that naughty girl next door sex appeal. At only 5'1" tall and 115lbs she makes it up with her 36DD's, yoga slim waist, tight ass, and gorgeous round dark eyes with shoulder length dark brown hair. On top of this she has the perfect amount of those cute little freckles that pop out on her face when the sun comes out, highlighting more of that girl next door look I was mentioning.

It was about month six of me working for the agency when Covid-19 really hit our state and Nashville closed all the bars and clubs, citing safety reasons, with an unknown reopen date. Michael, knowing he wasn't going to get any pussy this week was cranky and irritable all weeklong, often times biting off the heads of anyone who dared to rub him the wrong way. It was actually pretty tense in the office and most people avoided conversation with him. By the end of the week I thought I would lighten the load on him and clearing it before hand with MARYLIN, I asked Michael if he wanted to come over for dinner and drinks Friday night before his plane left on Saturday. He wasn't as pleased with this offer as the strip club, but he hadn't met MARYLIN yet and reluctantly agreed to a home cooked meal and the company of a woman for a change since our entire office was full of men.

Friday night came around and we all agreed for him to come over at 7 pm. The original plan was for me to be home by 5, get ready, then we would start preparing dinner and wait for his arrival. Unfortunately our meetings ran late that day and it was 6:15 before we left the office. I texted MARYLIN and told her I would be late, she said it was fine, she was just getting in the shower and I would see her when I got home. As I was heading to my car I ran into Michael in the parking lot and we briefly discussed him just following me in his car to my house. My house was only 20 minutes away and his hotel was at the other side of town, if he went there first before coming over it would be 8' o' clock before he finally got there, and we were both starved and ready to eat.

I promptly pulled into my drive 20 minutes later with Michael parking right behind me. As I got out and greeted him again in the driveway I noticed that the garbage men had once again thrown my cans all over the yard and failed to empty all the trash with some of it still flying around my front yard. I told him to just go in and make himself comfortable while I cleaned up the mess and I'd be right in.

He thanked me, then headed in the front door leaving me frustrated and cursing while cleaning up after our lazy trash men.

It was only 2 minutes later when I trounced in the house and as I did I noticed Michael walking towards me while coming back from the hallway where the bedrooms were. He had a huge grin on his face like a little kid with a secret.

"You never told me what a beautiful and sexy wife you have Scott."

"What do you mean?"

He said nothing in response and it was then that I realized that I heard my wife's hair dryer coming from our bedroom. I brushed past him back to our room and found the bedroom door wide open with my wife standing there buck naked in front of the mirror fixing her hair. The hair dryer was loud in her ears as she was oblivious to my presence. I looked back down the hall to Michael who stood there and winked at me. I entered my room and closed the door behind me before she even noticed I was home.

"Hey babe, when did you get home?"

She smiled and turned to greet me with a kiss. I couldn't help but notice the perfect little bounce of her breasts as she moved towards me. The glisten of white skin from her bikini line showed her impeccably shaved pussy.

"Michael's here with me now."

"He is?"

Obviously unaware of the flash and the she had given him moments before. I told her the details of why he followed me as she hurried about the room to finish getting ready.

"I'm sorry babe, I wish you had told me you were coming home with him now. I would have been ready sooner."

I told her it was alright and to take her time and wear something sexy for me, she liked the sound of that because she knew later on that night I would be taking that sext thing off. I also decided not to say anything to her about Michael, as that would just stress her out and possibly embarrass her in front of him, which is not something I wanted to deal at the time.

When I made it back to the living room I found Michael siting on the couch thumbing thru a picture book my wife had made up for us from our honeymoon in the Caribbean years ago. The picture he seemed to be admiring the most was one of her that I took of her on the beach in a little polka dot bikini.

"Lucky man, Scott, I wish my wife still held onto her beauty the way yours has. At 53 I'm afraid she has more of that mom body now."

I brushed off the comment and went to the bar to make us some drinks. With a cocktail in hand I escorted him to our backyard to show-off the beautiful flower garden MARYLIN was so proud of.

"You've never told me you had a hot tub Scott!"

Of course this is the first thing he noticed, not the beautiful scenery my wife constantly worked so hard on to perfect.

We chit chatted and sat down outside, shifting conversation between sports and work until eventually MARYLIN came out of the room to greet us. We both stood when we saw her and as I introduced her to him I'm not sure whose draw dropped farther, his or mine. She was wearing my favorite low cut backless black blouse that she occasionally wore on our date nights. Because it was backless she couldn't wear a bra with it either so her tits were left helplessly exposed with just a little bit of material covering the necessary parts. Her bottom half was covered with one of her shorter white skirts and as she turned around to go back inside I could not see a panty line either -- Commando, my favorite. As I opened the sliding door for her I gave her a hug.

"Will this do for you?"

"Beautiful, as always MARYLIN."

Michael also heard my comment and he agreed.

"You never told me how incredibly gorgeous your wife was Scott!"

MARYLIN blushed as he told me this again, this time for here to hear.

The dinner was perfect, the conversation between the 3 of us entertaining as the dinner and drinks flowed over the next few hours. MARYLIN and Michael got along great, I even sensed a bit of flirting between the two of them as he could not keep his eyes of her body. Of course every time she bent over for something her stacked up cleavage was in perfect view for him to stare down into. A couple of times I feel like she did it on purpose for him too, loving the extra attentive eyes on her body this evening.

Eventually having dined to being stuffed and a good buzz flowing to our heads Michael asked about the hot tub.

"Let's get in!" MARYLIN jumped right on that idea.

"Scott has some shorts you can borrow."

She jumped right up and headed to our room to change out. Scott winked at me again.

"I'll be right back."

I went to our room to change and retrieve his shorts. By the time I got there MARYLIN was already stripping out of her clothes.

"Are you ok with this MARYLIN?"

"Of course."

"He's totally into you, you know?"

"Oh I know, he wants me, ha-ha!"

"And you're ok with that? It doesn't make you mad?"

"Not at all, in fact, it really turns me on as another man lusts over me in front of you. Don't worry Hun, when the night is over I'm going to fuck the shit out of you!"

Obviously that turned me on as I hastily changed out and dug thru my drawer for another pair of shorts for Michael. I threw them to him in the living room and he thanked me before he went to the bathroom to change out. While they were both changing I made us all more drinks. In just a few minutes Michael emerged from the bathroom wearing nothing but my extra trunks. This was the first time I had ever seen him in anything other than a suit and tie, and I have to admit, he wasn't in bad shape for a man in his mid-50's. He had a little gray hair on his chest, and still a full head of salt and pepper hair on his head, decent abs and still a muscular tone to his chest and arms, built a little like a runner.

Michael and I weren't in the tub long when my wife walked out in this tiny white bikini. I instantly felt the blood moving to my cock. Michael never let his eyes move from her body. He stood up and offered her a hand to help her in. She reached out and accepted his hand as we both stared at her breasts that showed nearly her entire cleavage, the suit just barely covering the areolas, while her bikini bottom just shielded her vagina and pubic area, the back being a string running clearly through her ass. I've seen her only wear this suit once before and that was again in private at home. Michael being the first one besides myself to see her this suit. She sat down between us and immediately the conversation started back to where we were before, with laughs and flirting. We all quickly killed those drinks so I offered to make us more. Wrapping myself up in a towel I headed inside to make more.

After mixing three more drinks I slipped back outside to share them. The hot tub is not visible from the door and as I slid it closed the door behind me I could hear them laughing. I paused behind a large bush in the yard to eavesdrop on their conversation. It was MARYLIN I heard first.

"Stop! I'm married. No I will not flash you my boobs no matter how much you beg."

She laughed as it was obvious they were flirting with each other. Eventually I heard her cave in.

"Ok just this once."

There were a few seconds of quiet before I heard Michael respond.

"Oh my God, I'm so hard right now!"

"Ha, ha, prove it."

Again quiet, then I heard her gasp.

"Fuck it's so big! It's like a beer can!"

"You like it?"

"Yes, but put it away, One flash is enough for me, remember I'm married."

That's when I decided to make my move and go back to the tub with our drinks. He looked disappointed to see me, but I could tell MARYLIN was a bit relieved. As I sat down I noticed her left areola was still uncovered by her suit and it appeared that she that she didn't know.

As always when drinks are poured the conversation turned sexual. MARYLIN was very clearly lit and into this subject. If she hadn't had the good buzz on I'm sure we couldn't discuss this, but as always, alcohol makes my normally reserved wife get a little more playful. Soon the conversation of strip clubs and our normal Friday night excursions came up. MARYLIN she said it was disappointing that we didn't go tonight because she always liked to fuck me afterwards. I was in a bit of a shock when she brought this up because she never talks dirty in front or other people, especially men. Then she asked me how I felt about it and I agreed that it was unfortunate the clubs were closed because she was always so horny when I got home which always led to great sex.

It was Scott's turn to comment "Looks like we all lost tonight."

MARYLIN didn't like that answer "Well it doesn't have to be that way."

I was stunned. "What do you mean?"

"Well you and Michael can still have your stripper, and you and I can still have great sex!"

Michael liked that idea "I'm game!"

"MARYLIN" I pleaded with her, "we don't have to do this."

"Don't be a prude, let's have some fun."

At this she turned to me and sat across my lap kissing me, her tongue intertwined with mine as I felt her hot breath on me and breasts pressed against me.

She whispered in my ear "Untie my suit."

My cock was growing harder by the second as I reached around and did as she asked. She slipped her head out of her top as she dropped her suit to the ground on the side of the tub. I felt her nipples press against my skin now as she started to grind and rub her still suit covered pussy against my crotch.

"Mmmm" she moaned as her face started to flush.

We kept kissing as I now reached up to squeeze her nipples and tits. She loved it as again she softly moaned in my ear.

A splash caught our attention and distracted us from the other side of the tub. It was Michael, and what appeared to be him playing with his cock, but I couldn't tell for sure because for one it was too dark outside and two without the tub lights on nothing could be seen happening underneath the water. But from what I could see was that his hand was somewhere near the center of his body and it appeared to be moving.

MARYLIN noticed him now as well, and kissing me one last time turned to him and crossed the pool. She stood directly in front of him, tits to face, and her back to me.

"You like?"

"You're beautiful."

He reached up and squeezed her left nipple.

"Knock it off! No touching the strippers."

I was so hard now, I pulled my cock out of my shorts and started to slowly stoke it. Her back was still to me, but her tits were now in his face, grinding and slapping his face side to side with them. I saw her whisper something in his ear and then his right hand came up and untied the string around her bikini bottoms. He pulled them down off of her legs, then tossed them aside by the top. She stood above him, higher in the tub now with her pussy directly in front of his face. My cock was as hard as it had ever been as I watched her ass in the moonlight dance with her cunt gyrating in front of his face. Again he reached up to her ass, but again she slapped it away.

"I told you no!"

She climbed down off of him and back to me.

Now it was my turn for the treatment. She reached down and stroked my cock under the water as her tits were in my face. I licked and sucked her nipples and they became hard as her breaths became shorter. From the corner of my eye I saw Michael slip his trunks off and set them on the ground as it was obvious he was now stroking his cock too. MARYLIN was not aware of this though as her back to him. It was now my turn for this amazing cunt as she stood and gyrated it in my face. I extended my tongue to her as she moved in to let her labia rest on the tip of it. She ground her clit and pussy to my face over and over again as my tongue explored her soaking wet snatch. Her body started to shake as she quickly pulled herself off and down to my lap.

"I'm so horny, but not yet. I'm not cumming in front of him, it's only for you. I need to cool myself down."

MARYLIN sat back down on my lap took a deep recovery breath then turned to face Michael again.

"You better now?"

"Yes ma'am."

"No touching."

"Yes ma'am, no touching."

My wife winked at me again, then crawled over to him this time squatting over him while facing me. She ground her ass to his face and chest, gyrating over and over while making eye contact with me. I saw that common look of lust on her face as her hormones took control over her body. She sat down on him and I saw a look of surprise on her face as her hand reached between her and obviously felt his cock. She still thought his shorts were on and was not ready to feel his big cock in her hands. Knowing my wife well over the years I saw her instantly try to cover her look of shock from me and pretend that I didn't know what was really happening under the water. She was obviously jerking him off, and she wouldn't look at me at all, but was looking all around the yard instead.

I was again stroking under the water, and she noticed.

"Having fun, babe?"

"For sure, are you?"

She answered with a shrug like she could care less but I knew she was hot for the cock in her hand. At this point MARYLIN got up again and turned towards him pushing her pussy in his face. She let him taste and lick it only for a second then sat down again. She appeared to be doing the gyrate thing on his lap again when suddenly I heard her loudly gasp and moan.

"Oh my God!"

She went to stand up but his hands grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back down. It was obvious that he was in her now. My bosses cock had penetrated my wife as they stopped for a moment to do nothing else but stare in each other's eyes. She quickly glanced over her shoulder back at me, then her attention turned back to him as her breasts entered his mouth and she slowly started to move on his lap. He wrapped her in tight as both of their breathing got louder. I was stroking hard now as I watched them from behind as my wife was riding this other man. They kissed passionately as they explored each other's tongues and mouths.

The moaning started first by him, then by my wife. She looked back one more time at me and whispered.

"I'm sorry."

As she mouthed those words Michael rammed his cock deep into my wife as her eyes rolled back in her head as he thrust into her harder and harder. Their bodies moved in sync with each other's as lust filled the expressions on their faces. If her hard nipples weren't in his mouth her tongue was and his fingers and hands stroked and pinched them instead. She started her slow build up to a scream. First a moan, then a grunt, then the words that escaped her lips.

"Oh my God!"

"Fuck me!"

"Harder, fuck my pussy, your cock is so big, so fucking huge, fuck me with your huge cock, and make me cum!"

Finally, as she commanded him to make her cum she did. Screaming in ecstasy he body lurched and jerked forward as I watched my wife's orgasm overtake her and wrap her body in sheer pleasure. This screaming orgasm of hers now caused Michael to lose control himself as he pulled her in tight and shot his mighty load deep into my wife's awaiting vagina. I could take no more myself of this as I too lost it and shot my wad out into the warm pool water.

Gasping and panting and trying to catch our breath all three of us sat there a few moments as Michael still fondled and stroked her nipples. She looked back at me, breathing hard still, as tears came to her eyes like she lost something special between us. She turned back to Michael, kissed him hard one last time on the lips, then stood up, got out of the hot tub and wrapped herself in a towel and never looked back as she headed into the house.

Thanks For Saving Me From Another Boring Weekend

I was in a VA hospital. I met my girlfriend after being released from surgery but knew I would be re-admitted at a later date.

My name is Steve and I met Paula one night when I was bar-hopping. We hit it off right away and did some serious dating for two months before I had to go back for more surgery.

Our sex life was relegated to the back seat of her father's car and we were never able to share a bed.

A week after my surgery, I was pleasantly surprised, when Paula showed up and convinced my doctors to release me to her care for the weekend. Neither of us had money and I wondered where she expected us to stay.

Paula said, "I called Penny and she said we could stay with Steve and her as long as we didn't mind being with an old married couple."

Penny and Steve both graduated HS two ago and immediately got married. Paula and Penny both went to the same Catholic HS and knew each other since they were in the 4th grade. Steve graduated the same year, only from the public HS, and was a Sophomore when I was a Senior. I vaguely remembered him.

Paula and I stopped to pick up some wine and groceries and arrived at the Lazy J trailer park. Paula drove to unit 23 and we pulled up to a single-wide trailer.

Penny was outside waiting for us and yelled, "Hey, welcome to my palace." It was summer, hot and she had on some cut-off jeans and a t-shirt. I noticed her long brunette hair, gorgeous long legs, and small tits.

Paula yelled back, "Penny, we can't thank you enough for letting us stay for the week-end. This is my boyfriend, Steve."

I was out of the car and dramatically held Penny's hand as I kissed it and said, "Penny, thanks for saving me from another boring week-end at the VA!!"

She giggled and said, "this may be just as boring. Steve and I have little money since we are both going to college and only working part-time."

I told Penny, "as long as we have a little wine, a little food, and some great conversation, it will be a plus for me."

Steve was working and would be home shortly. To supplement their income he sold fine China to anyone, and especially those with wedding plans. He even sold a set to Paula, although she had no plans on getting married in the near future.

We carried our overnight bags, the groceries, and wine in as Penny gave us a 10 second tour of the place.

She said, "sorry, we only have one BR but I told Paula that you two love-birds could use our pull-out couch. Just don't wear it out."

Paula blushed a bright red as I looked into Penny's amused eyes.

I said, "Penny, if we break it, well you know?"

As we pour our first goblets of wine, Steve come into the trailer. "Aha, I see our cohabitating friends have arrived from afar." He looked leeringly at Paula as he spoke and she blushed again.

"Steve, this is Steve. He was two years ahead of us in school. Do you remember him?"

Steve said, "how could I forget. The starting point guard on our winning basketball team. Hi, Steve. Do you remember me?"

I said, "weren't you on the Sophomore football team?"

Steve was surprised that I would remember that and said, "Yeah. That was my last year. Those guys were getting too big."

Dinner was forgotten as the wine poured freely. Steve noticed that Steve could not take his eyes off of Paula. Whereas Penny had a dark tan and small boobs, Paula was porcelain white, a true blonde, and had 35C tits. She was wearing tight white shorts and a tight navy top that showed plenty of cleavage.

As the night wore on, talk stayed light, there was much laughter, until Penny told Paula just how tough married life was when you are young and broke all the time. She couldn't wait for Steve to finish his degree and start law school. This gave me a hint on why this "trophy wife" married Steve in the first place. He was plain, a little heavy, and did not have an overwhelming personality. I could only surmise that Penny was hanging on to become a lawyers wife.

Steve was taking a heavy load and had to get up for some early Saturday morning classes.

I said, "better you than me, Steve. I am a man of leisure right now."

"Yeah, Yeah, C'mon Penny. Let's leave these two love-birds alone. Hey, Paula. Keep the moaning down as I need my sleep." He leered at Paula as and she blushed again.

Penny laid out the sheets and a thin blanket and apologized because the AC was not working.

Paula had drank enough that her inhibitions were down and we both stripped naked and got under the sheets. It was great to stretch out, feel Paulas body against mine, and get used to each other. As we kissed and felt each other, things began heating up and I kicked the sheets back.

Paula protested, "what if they come out here. I don't want them to see me bare assed naked!!"

I told Paula, "they are down for the night. The bathroom is back by them. They won't be coming this way."

She relaxed, I laid her back and licked up her thigh. She stiffened, tried to pull me up, but I was determined to taste that cute downy pussy of hers. I could tell she had never been eaten as she was very tense. I came up, we tongued kissed for awhile as I rubbed her pussy and she moaned.

"OMG, do you think they heard that?"

"Maybe, who cares?" Paula did and kept a pillow close by to muffle any other sounds. I told her I was going to eat the pretty pussy and she spread her legs as I moved down.

I said, "the next time I eat this, I want it shaved." She shuddered and meekly said, "OK"

Paula had three orgasms as I worked my tongue along her pussy and bit her clit. Her moaning intensified and I don't think she knew how loud she was. I moved up and kissed her. She drew back, leery of kissing me after my tongue was in her cunt. I forced my tongue in and she moaned as she tasted her cunt for the first time. I was finger fucking her and her pussy was soaked. I lifted up and brought my cock to her lips.

"Please Steve. I don't do that. Can't we just make love?" I didn't force the issue but told her if we were staying together, she would be sucking my cock.

She avoided that comment and said, "Please make love to me."

"Do you mean, let's fuck? Sure we can fuck as soon as you get my cock wet with your tongue." This is the first time I talked like that to her and she looked at me funny, but opened her mouth. I had to tell her what to do. She was scraping my cock with her teeth. After some quiet instructions, she was able to take 3-4" but started to gag. I held her head, forcing another inch and then told her she did a good job. She beamed at me as I pulled her close. I lifted her legs and put them over my ass.

Our sexual activity prior to this consisted of mutual masturbation, finger fucking, and me spending a lot of attention on her sensitive nipples. She told me she had only been with one other person, her Senior year, and his cock was not as big as mine and skinnier. I am not huge, a little over 8" but pretty thick.

Paula said, "Steve, go easy. Please don't hurt me." I found her opening and pushed. It took awhile to take the cockhead as I have been told it is huge. Paula was crying, "Steve, no, no, it's too big. Take it out." I pushed the head thru, she went, "Oh oh." She was trying to pull away when I rammed 3" into her. "OMG, Steve!! Oh Jesus, it hurts. OH"

I stopped pushing and asked, "Paula are you OK"

She moaned and said, "I don't know. Can you wait? Don't put anymore in. Let me get used to you." We lay like that for a few minutes and her hips began moving. "Ok, some more, but go slow."

I pulled the 3" out slowly and then went back and forth for a few minutes, just giving her the 3" Paula moaned as I re-entered her each time. I could feel her opening up. I readjusted, put her legs over my shoulders, and slid 6" of cock into her. "OMG, Steve!! Oh, Jesus, it feels like a baseball bat. Take it out. Please take it out."

She was crying and I said, "Paula, do you want to be with me or not?" She shook her head and I said, "then you are going to take all of me, not just some of me. OK?" She moaned, and I rammed the last two inches in. I could hear her air intake and then it was as if she quit breathing. She began hyperventilating, moaning, as I began slowly fucking her.

"Aaaaah, oh, oh, it hurts. Oh, oh, Steve!! Oh, my pussy is so stretched, she hissed. Oh Steve, I can't take it all. My pussy is burning. Please stop. I'm sorry."

I laughed and said, "Paula, there is no more. You got it all!!"

She exhaled, "really? really? I did it. OMG, Oh Jesus. I'm so fucking full. Please don't move."

I held her legs up, didn't move and we stayed like that for a long time. She began moving her hips, rotating them, as I began a slow fuck. I withdrew slowly, then slowly fed her all 8". Paula was moaning so loud that I knew Steve and Penny could hear all we were doing. "Oh fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, Oh Jesus, I love your big fucking cock, oh fuck it feels so good. I never knew it would feel like this. Give me your big cock. Oh don't ever stop!!"

I began long stoking her and slamming all 8" into her tight cunt. Paula got louder and louder. It was so hot, she was so hot, that sweat was dripping off me and onto her. We were rutting like animals, our first time together and her cunt was so tight, gripping my cock, not wanting to yield.

"Paula, Paula, I can't hold on much longer." She was making this wild, wounded, keening noise, and never heard me. I was bare-back and we didn't discuss birth control. "Paula where do you want it? Do you want it in your pussy? Your mouth?" Where, where? She was moaning, her eyes were rolling. I began to withdraw and then thought to hell with it. I rammed deep into her convulsing cunt. She screamed as she felt my hot cum shoot deep within her. It had been a long time and I shot once, twice, six times, into her and she moaned as she felt the scalding cum hit her womb.

I fell on top of her as she writhed and kept moaning over and over. It felt like someone had pour water over us. The sheets were soaked, we were soaked. I rolled off her and passed out.

I woke up when I heard a sound in the next room. I looked over at Paula. She was on her back with her right leg bent up. She was spread-eagle. Her blonde hair had dried, was fanned out, and she looked like an angel. Her pussy hair was still matted and I could see some cum still glistening inside her gaping pussy lips. Her right arm was lying across her eyes as if to shield the morning sun. I heard the noise again and laid back, my cock now semi-hard, and draping over my left thigh.

I closed my eyes just enough to look asleep but still see shadows. I saw a shadow to the front of me and opened my left eye just enough to see Steve to the left of the pull-out. He was bending down eyeing Paula. I opened my left eye and watched as he touched Paula's gaping cunt. He had a glob of my cum on his finger and put it to her lips. When the cum was on her lower lip, Paula moaned and involuntarily stuck out her tongue. The gob disappeared into her mouth. Steve looked toward me and I smiled. I watched as he went to the cupboard and retrieved a Kodak camera. He made a motion as to ask if it was OK to take a picture of her. I just shrugged. I didn't care.

After taking four or five pictures, Steve got very daring. He was only dressed in shorts and a t-shirt and he dropped his shorts.

He had one of the smallest cocks I had ever seen. His uncircumcised cock was hard, very skinny, and was maybe 4" long, He went toward Paula and put his cock to her mouth. I knew if she woke up she would scream and all hell would break loose. My cock was rock hard and I reached over and nudged Paula onto her side. I reached around and played with her pussy. She was giving that satisfied moan we all have after a good fuck the night before. I lifted her right leg and put my cock to her hole. As she moaned, Steve put his tiny cock in her mouth. That is when I long stroked and gave her all 8+ inches of my cock. Her moaning became louder as her lips clamped on Steve's cock. I could see her open one eye and then she began to struggle. Steve held her head as I calmly said, "it's OK, Paula. Relax. Go with it. Do Steve this favor."

Paula spit his cock out and said, "no, I can't do this. He's Penny's husband."

"I know babe, but if you make too much noise, Penny is going to come and see us." I was steadily fucking her and she was moaning uncontrollably. As she began to shake and moan, Steve grabbed her head and put his cock back in her mouth.

Paula took his cock out and said, "Steve, you better never tell Penny. Don't cum in my mouth either."

Steve nodded, put his cock in her mouth and she reluctantly began sucking. She was moaning from the pounding my cock was giving her. At some point, her legs began trembling and she had her first orgasm. I lifted her leg higher and could see her mouth working Steve's cock. He was definitely getting the benefit as I slammed into her over and over. Penny could pSteveably hear the smacking of my hips against Paula's ass as I fucked harder. I was holding off when I saw Steve grab Paula's head. His ass tensed and I saw him shooting into her mouth. Paula was in the middle of another orgasm as Steve held tight on her head. She had no choice but to swallow and Steve must have saved up as I saw her throat as she swallowed five times before Steve pulled out. Paula had sucked his cock dry and it hung there, limp, two inches long. Steve leaned down and sucked on her tit, rubbed her pussy, as Dee quit moving and just went limp. I laid there, my cock still deep in her cunt.

Paula cried, "God dammit Steve. You told me you wouldn't do that. You promised you wouldn't cum in my mouth." As I pulled my cock out, she turned toward me, sobbing as she nestled her head in my chest. She was crying as I motioned for Steve to get going. He had a big smile on his face as he pulled his shorts up.

Paula was inconsolable as I stroked her hair. I put her on her back and rubbed her head, trying to calm her. I talked softly to her, playing with her tits, rubbing her pussy. I looked down. She was asleep. Her orgasms had worn her out.

I lay back, was just about asleep when I heard another noise. I closed my eyes, my cock was rock hard because I didn't cum when fucking Paula.

I heard a gasp!!

Fucking Slut - I Love You

"Darling."

"Hm?"

"Look."

You glance up see me standing in front of the couch, my arm outstretched. Your eyes widen and your lips part as your eyes focus on the circular metal collar I am dangling from my outstretched hand. "Tonight?"

"Tonight." I nod and sway the collar from side to side. "I got the call a few days ago and didn't want to tell you until I was sure."

Your eyes follow the collar, back and forth, and a radiant smile spreads across your face. You finally look up at me. "I need to take a shower, I need to...wash my hair, and what clothes am I gonna wear? Like, what's even allowed? I have to—"

"Shh." I flash a grin and crawl on top of you. "You'll make all the preparations you need to and I know you will look great, you always do."

You throw your arms around me as we settle into each other in our familiar way. "Somehow," you muse, "I don't think I could wear any clothing that would actually matter for tonight."

"Yeah." I pull you close to me and murmur into your lips. "They are pretty inconsequential, aren't they?" "Can I wear it?"

I pull back and my heart jumps at the excited gleam in your eyes. "Yes, you can, if you're ready to keep it on."

You kiss me deeply and breathe a yes into my lips. I sit us up and hold the collar between us.

It is a finely crafted piece of silver, carefully polished and embossed with the symbols of the organization that commissioned its existence. The largest two are the letters P and S, delicately engraved on opposite sides of the circle. In between those is a hinge, and opposite the hinge is a clasp with a plastic joining piece, keeping the collar from being closed. Below the S is a metal ring.

I pull off the plastic piece and look you in the eyes. Silently, I reach over and clasp the silver collar around your neck. You blink as the lock clicks into place.

Neither of us have the key.

Later

The city glitters beneath us, becoming more and more distant as the elevator rises. Faintly, I can see your reflection in the glass. You're wearing a simple, yet elegant pencil dress that highlights your curves, coupled with heels. Your makeup, as far as I can tell, is subtle but beautifully done, with a little more emphasis on your eyes. Your hair is done in a bun, and you are the most beautiful woman I've ever known.

I can't tell if you're nervous. The dreamy expression on your face belies nothing about what's going through your head. I reach over and squeeze your hand. "Hey."

You look at me. "Hey."

"Ready?"

You smile and squeeze my hand. "Ready."

The elevator slows to a stop and the doors open. I squeeze your hand a final time, and lead you into the Penthouse. We are greeted by a large set of oak double doors and a tall, well-kept man in a suit behind a podium. Before either of us could say anything, he addressed us.

"Welcome to the Penthouse. Do you have a reservation?" I could feel him giving me a once-over. His eyes landed on your collar, and he nodded as if it were all the response he needed. "One moment while I confirm your reservation details." Both of us smile nervously as he types something into his computer.

Finally, he looks up at us again. "May I store your electronic devices?" I hand over my cell phone; we hadn't bothered to bring yours. He takes it, attaches a small sticky note to it, and locks it in a cabinet under his podium. After this, he turns to face us again.

"Everything is in order. Please, come in." He smiled and stepped to the double doors, gesturing us to follow. We walk into a hallway with red carpet and soft yellow light from lamps mounted on the walls.