Gradually I began to smack her ass during sexplay, as she sat on top of
me or as she lay on her stomach sucking my cock. I would be on my haunches
in front of her, and as she sucked me, I would raise myself up on my knees,
hover over her and bring my palm down on her ass. At frist they were
exploratory smacks: light, but hard enough to make the rounded flesh of
her ass jiggle. Soon, though, I was spanking her full-force, causing her
ass to turn crimson with the imprint of my palm, and her pussy to turn
juicy.

As the spankings increased in regularity, I was satisfied we were on
the right path to living out our fantasies. Then we devised something
we call the CRACK BELT. Under her skirt or jeans she wore a thin belt
around her waist with a strip of rope attached to the back of the belt,
running down between her cheeks, snuggled tightly between the lips of
her pussy, pressing on her clit and attached again at the front. The
constant pressure on her clitoris and the continual rubbing of it while
she walked kept her crack juicy.

The best part was watching her face when I knew she was coming in her
pants and no one around her realized it. I also went out of my way to
find long flights of stairs to walk up, because I knew thats when the
rope and belt would make her pussy the hottest. There were times when
I thought she was going to faint from the tremors of pleasure she was
experiencing in her cunt. We always fucked immmediately after taking
the Belt off, and she was so wet that I could sink my cock in to the
hilt without the slightest bit of trouble.

The Crack Belt got to be such a favorite for us that Kathy actually
began asking for it, the first time being the night of our one year
wedding anniversary. In celebration, we decided to go out for a nice
dinner. After Kathy showered and put on her makeup, she walked out of
the bedroom, naked, holding her Crack Belt. Softly, in a seductive little
voice, she asked me if I would’nt like fit her into the Crack Belt
myself.

I fastened the small belt around her waist and then knelt down behind
her to tie the cloth rope and pass it down the crack of her ass to be tied
in front of her navel. But this time I felt something different as I was
doing it: such important emotional tenderness on our anniversary. While
kneeling behind her, I planted a warm, wet kiss on each one of her buttocks
causing her to shivver.

All through dinner my excitement continued to mount. I found myself
touching her, running my hand ahainst her cheek, pressing my hand against
her hip and lightly on her thighs. Beneath her dress I could feel the
outline of the Crack Belt. The slow, sweet torture of anticipation
tingled in my loins, and I looked forward to quenching my sexual thirst.
Gazing at Kathy across the table, knowing her crack was wet from the
Belt, I saw in her eyes the saeme tense anticipation I was feeling. We
picked up our wine glasses and toasted out one year anniversary.

When dinner was over we went right home. As soon as we were inside
the apartment, I took her in my arms and gave her a long, passionate kiss.
I sucked on her soft, warm tongue as if it were giving me life and
unzipped the back of her dress, letting it fall to the floor. My cock
bulged and pressed against the front of my pants as I knelt in front
of her and undid the Crack Belt. I pushed her back onto the couch and
spread her thighs so that her soggy pussy presented itself like a target
to me.

My tongue darted between her slippery lips and pushed into her hole. I
tasted her sticky juices as I licked up the length of crack, stopping
at her clit. Her back arched violently and a loud moan of pleasure came from
her mouth as I sucked the fleshy button into my mouth and ran my tongue
across it. Already she was about to have an orgasm, and she gripped the back
of my head with both hands in preparation for it.

When it came, she pumped her pussy up and down on my face while still
holding onto my head. I continued to suck on her clit as she screamed with
pleasure. When the waves of her orgasm had subsided, I took my now
juice-covered face away from her pusssy and kissed her hard on the mouth so
she could taste her own come. She again held me by the head and, kitten-like,
licked my entire face clean of her juices.

I stood up and took my clothes off. My cock stood at rigid attention as I told her to suck it. Kneeling down, she took the whole of my cock in her
mouth and cupped my balls in her hands. Her head bobbed back and forth,
her lips sliding along the entire length of my cock, her hands gently
squeezing my balls. Her tongue ran along member, pressing and stroking,
toying with the tip. Sometimes she would pause with my cock head caught in
her lips and massage it wetly with her tongue. I felt as if I were about to
explode with excitement.

As the feeling grew in intensity, I gripped her head steady and began to
fuck her face, pumping my cock slowly but deliberately into her now
stationary mouth. I wanted desparately to shoot my load down her throat,
but I decided to wait. I had other things in mind, and I wanted to
mainatin my sexual energy for a grand finale.

Pulling my cock from Kathy’s mouth, I led her by the hand into the bedroom
with my hard cock pointing the way. I watched while she put on black, net
stockings with a black garter belt, elbow-length black lace gloves and
a wide-brim, blue straw hat with a black band around it.

With my girl dressed this way, I could hardly contain my desire for
her. Taking her own hairbrush from her dresser, I ordered her to
face the full-length mirror we have hanging on the back of the bedroom
door. She braced herself by putting her gloved hands on the upper
corners of the mirror and then spread her long, stockinged legs. As
she stood with her eyes glued to her own reflection, I positioned
myself behind and to one side of her and gently ran my hand across
the smooth skin of her bare ass.

“Beg me to spank you, Kathy,” I ordered.

In a meek voice, barely more than an excited whisper, Kathy said,
“Oh, please spank me.” And as she stood there spread-eagled against
the mirror, I began to spank her ass with the hair brush.

As the power of the blows became stronger, her ass got redder and the slap
of the wood smacking hard against her skin seemed to reverberate through
the bedroom. Although standing stationary, she began lifting first one foot,
and then the other as if she were doing a slow dance. Her head arched
back as she continued her dance and I continued the spanking. With Kathy
standing there in front of me dressed like something from a French
whorehouse and with a flaming red ass, I felt as though no man could
have it any better. I loved this woman, and I loved the sense of power
over her that spanking her gave me. This was a gift from Kathy.

I ordered her to come away from the mirror and bend over. As she
gripped the arms of an easy chair for support, I told her to spread her
legs as far as possible and to lift her ass in the air. Lowering her head
into the cushion, she did as she was told.

Kneeling behind her, I now had her plump, meaty pussy lips staring me
directly in the face. I hope I never lose my fascination with the sight
of a woman’s cunt exposed this way and waiting for it to be administered
to. Pushing her ass up in the air as far as I could go with one hand, I
began to spank her again.

Moans of pleasure pain escaped Kathy’s lips as her ass began to sway back
and forth. My excitement was rising quickly. With each new smack my cock
pulsed with the desire to fuck her until she screamed for mercy.
Finally, I could wait no more. With one last perfectly aimed stroke of
my hand, I elicted a loud moan from her.

Now standing squarely behind her, I placed on hand on her waist for support
and with the other hand guided my bone-hard cock into her hot, sticky ass.
Upon contact with the stretchy grasp of her hole, I gasped in relief for I
knew the huge amount of come I had been holding back would soon spill
out of my cock. And it did. I would have liked to fuck her longer, but
the tight walls of her asshole wraped around my cock like a slippery,
gripping hand and brought me to a violent climax. I threw back my head
and rammed my cock as far and as hard into her as I could. And as I
came with primal grunts signally the pumping of load after load of
my come into her ass, Kathy came also, throwing her head back and squealing
with joy.

Once you walked inside and saw how nice the reception area was,
and how sophisticated the receptionist, your no longer doubted
the wisdom of your decision. The receptionist greeted you warmly
and asked you to have a seat until Mr. Lamborghini could come for
you. Lamborghini. Even the name was reassuring.

“Ah, Miss Anderson! How wonderful you were able to come early!
Do come in, my dear. We have everything set up, so if you like
we can begin right away.” He was a large man, handsome in a
rugged sort of way, yet his eyes were surprisingly cold even
though his smile appeared very genuine. He was well dressed with
expensive dark slacks and what appeared to be an expensive silk
shirt accented with a heavy gold chain around his neck. He took
your arm and bowed slightly as he held the door for you. The
crew were not so impressive, especially the slick looking young
man who seemed to be leering at you as though you were dessert.
There was something definitely unlikable about him, in spite of
his dark, curly hair, his California tan, and his athletic build.
Again, it was the eyes that disturbed you the most.

“All right, gang, this is the big scene now,” said Lamborghini.
We open with a long shot…”

“Mr. Lamborghini?” You were hesitant to disturb him, but some-
thing was not right here.

“What is it?” he snapped, turning to glare at you at though you
were there to clean up and not to be his star.

“Mr. Lamborghini, a friend of mine told me you’re a little dif-
ferent from other directors he knows, but shouldn’t I get ready
first? What about makeup? And what should I wear?”

He smiled, but it was not a reassuring gesture. “When I need
help, Dear, I’ll be sure you’re the first to know.”

“But…”

“So! Now, Frank first we get a long shot of you coming in the
door toward Miss Anderson. She has her back turned to you,
obviously not expecting company. Her husband is gone for the
day, and you’re his best friend, so at first she’s not too
alarmed to see you. Then you tell her what you’re going to do,
and her expression turns…

The color drained from your face as you realized the old trap you
had fallen to with your eyes open. Frantically you looked around
for a way to escape. No one was looking your way, so you made a
dash for the door to the reception room. Locked! Oddly, they
were still ignoring you. You ran to a door across the room, next
to the bed that you had not noticed until now. Locked!

“…then her husband comes in and sees you in bed with her. At
first he is angry, but then he gets all excited by what you’re
doing…Look, Miss Anderson. You’re not going anywhere. Don’t
make this hard for all of us. O.K., now that she’s all hot and
bothered, we’re going to have to make a little revision here.
Might be more interesting this way. All right, Frank. We’ll
start where she already knows what’s going to happen to her.
Lights! Roll ‘em! Action! Go get ‘er, Frank!”

The one called Frank lunged at you and began pawing at your
blouse as he pushed you back toward the bed. You screamed and
tried to push him away, but he got his hand on the neck of your
blouse and ripped it off from you. He laughed and tore at your
skirt as you tripped and fell backwards onto the bed.

The camera moved in for close ups as Frank pinned you to the bed
with one arm and casually pulled your bra off with his right
hand. He grabbed your full young breasts with both hands and
tried to kiss you as you jerked and twisted beneath him trying to
avoid his lips. You screamed then and he reared up to slap you
hard across the face. Stunned and in shock at the suddenness and
viciousness of his attack, you fell back while he slowly and
deliberately slipped your panties down over your legs and tossed
them aside. You screamed again as he spread your legs for the
camera, but you knew you were helpless to resist all of them.

Suddenly the cameraman stood up, almost dropping his portable
camera. There was no sound but the faint whirring of an exhaust
fan somewhere in the next room. A very large black man loomed up
over you, and the one called Frank rose up in the air as though
snatched up by a construction crane. The black man tossed him
against the wall as easily a though he were a pillow.

“Hobbes!” Lamborghini cried. “Look, Mr. Hobbes, we didn’t know
you wanted to watch the filming. I mean, hey! Sure, come on in!
Make yourself at home. Jane! Get a drink for the boys! Sit
down…”

“Shut up!” the black man snapped, at the same time stepping aside
to let the tall, quiet man face Lamborghini who was visibly
trembling.

“Mr. Hobbes…please!”

The black man smashed Lamborghini in the face, then pulled out an
awesome-looking black automatic and stuck it in the man’s mouth
so his chattering teeth made little clicking sounds on the cold
metal.

The tall man didn’t look dangerous at all. He was quiet, even
scholarly in appearance with his unassuming glasses and the touch
of gray at his temples. It was the voice that chilled the room.
He spoke softly, without emotion. “Nick, give the girl your
coat. She’s coming with us…Lamborghini, you know your job
better than this. We don’t use amateurs when I finance your
films. This is business. You get your kicks on some other
playground, but not with my money.”

“Look, Hobbes…” Lamborghini mumbled around the barrel of the
gun.

“MISTER Hobbes.” Nick pushed the barrel of the gun further into
Lamborghini’s mouth.

“Mifter ‘obbes…”

“Let’s go, Nick. Get the girl.”

The big black man covered you with surprising gentleness, then
lifted you as though you were weightless. He held you securely
cradled in one massive arm, taking the reception area door’s knob
with the other hand. He shrugged, took one step backward and
smashed it open with his foot. With practiced ease he opened
the door of the black limousine and placed you on the seat as
gently as though you were a baby. The man called Hobbes got in
beside you, Nick slipped in next to the driver, and the car
rolled away from the curb with scarcely a sound.

“Soundproof, bulletproof…would you like a drink?” Hobbes asked
with a surprisingly gentle smile.

Still in shock, you looked at him blankly and tried to pull the
coat down further.

“I would have offered you my own coat,” he explained softly, “but
as you can see, Nick’s coat covers more of you. Look, Miss, I’m
sorry about all of this. Lamborghini’s a fool. Nobody screws
around…Oops! Sorry. You’re understandably upset. I Don’t
want to add to it.” He smiled again and leaned back without
looking at you until the limo pulled up to the building with the
red-uniformed doorman.

“Mr. Hobbes! Welcome, Sir. Would you like any help, Sir?” You
were beginning to recover enough to wonder at the way the doorman
pretended not to notice that you were clad only in an oversized
man’s suit coat. You couldn’t help wondering how common it was
for this quiet stranger to come here with scantily clad girls.
As you slowly got out of the limo, the doorman graciously covered
you with his own long coat and an attendant rushed out to offer
assistance. Thinking more clearly now you decided that if you
were going to be raped, it might as well be in style.

“Forget it, Miss,” Hobbes said with a trace of a laugh in his
voice. I brought you here for a hot bath and some new clothes.
Nothing more.”

You blushed in spite of yourself, and tried to duck down inside
the coat so he couldn’t see.

The suite was spacious, and servants seemed to be everywhere. One
bright young woman rushed you off to the palatial bathroom and
for the next hour you lay back in a huge, sunken marble tub
wondering if you were dreaming.

The young servant brought you a beautiful silk gown and a large
Japanese kimono to wrap around it. She dried you and helped you
dress, then led you back into the living room. Only the man
called Hobbes was there. The servants had all disappeared.

He looked up and whistled softly, and you blushed again in spite
of yourself.

“Well! For the first time I believe it wouldn’t be so bad to be
a dirty old man!” he exclaimed with a cheerful laugh. “But of
course you’re a guest, so you’re quite safe, my little friend.”
He chuckled and you smiled without really knowing why.

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Subject: 2/2 Audition

“Do you have any pets?”

“Hmmmm…Well, I don’t know about this…What the hell! Would
you like to see mine? Her name is Aiki.”

“Eye-kee?”

“That’s right. She’s a pretty little bitch, exceptionally well
trained. Maybe she can help you relax after what you’ve been
through.”

You’re face brightened and you nodded your assent.

“Aiki! Here, girl!” Hobbes called, then whistled.

Much to your surprise, a beautiful young Japanese girl slipped
into the room, wearing a see-through blouse and a very short
mini-skirt. At first you thought she was wearing some kind of
jeweled necklace, then to your astonishment you realized it was a
studded dog collar! The next thing you realized was that her
little brown nipples were clearly showing through the sheer
blouse.

She came up to Hobbes and knelt respectfully in front of him
while he reached down to fondle her pretty little breasts through
the cloth.

“This is our guest, Aiki. Would you like to show her how we
treat pretty young ladies here? Be nice to her now.”

You were unsure just what to do when the girl stood up and came
to kneel before you. Very gently she moved the folds of the
kimono aside and raised the hem of your gown so that she could
get her face up between your thighs.

“No!” You jumped back as her warm tongue touched you.

The girl looked startled, and turned to Hobbes with a questioning
look.

“It’s O.K., Aiki. Maybe she doesn’t like to have it that way.
Why don’t you just remove your skirt and give us a little demon-
stration. Would you like that?”

The girl smiled and pulled her skirt off. She was not wearing
panties, but what startled you even more was that she was com-
pletely bare. As you watched, she knelt with her thighs spread
and slowly masturbated herself in front of you.

“That’s enough, Aiki. Now take off your blouse and get down on
your hands and knees and run around the room for us.”

The Japanese girl was naked in a moment, obediently got down on
her hands and knees and began crawling around the room.

“Well, what would you like to do with her, Dear? She’s yours for
as long as she gives you any pleasure. You can ride on her back,
have her eat you, you can give her enemas, have her do interest-
ing little things to herself…”

“What do you mean!?” you cried in dismay. Yet in spite of your-
self the possibilities began to race through your mind.

“Why is she doing this?”

“She’s a sex slave.”

“What?”

“A sex slave. She does anything that gives me pleasure, and she
does it willingly.”

“Anything?” Your voice was suddenly husky.

“Come here, Aiki.”

Still crawling on her hands and knees, the girl came up to Hobbes
with a big smile and waited.

“Get it out, Aiki. Show our guest how good you are.”

The girl obediently unzipped Hobbes trousers and pulled out his
erect penis. She moved forward, took it into her mouth and began
sucking it like a piece of candy.

“That’s enough, Aiki. Bring the whip, the multi-thonged one.”

The girl crawled away, and you cried out “No! Don’t do that to
her. You can’t.”

“Would you rather I’d do something else to her? We don’t want to
leave any marks on her pretty body, but I’m open to suggestion.”

“Isn’t there anything else you can do? Make love to her, or
something?”

“Of course. Or I can do the same for you, if you like.” He was
smiling, but there was nothing threatening in his manner. You
knew that it was intended as a free choice.

“Will she…ah…can she…”

“Of course, if you’ll let her. Aiki! Come here! No, no. Get
up, Aiki. Give me the whip and let’s see you do something nice
for our guest now. She won’t jump this time. If she does, we’ll
try the whip on her!”

You knew he was joking, yet something about the suggestion excit-
ed you in spite of yourself. Now Aiki was undressing you, and
you trembled with expectation at the feel of her warm tongue. She
held you close to her, with you still standing and she kneeling
between you thighs, licking and sucking you until you thought you
could stand it no longer. Then as you began to come, you felt a
sharp sting on your little buttocks, and the sound of the whip as
it stung you. Yet you could not move from t he eager tongue, and
you waited with fearful anticipation for the next blow. It did
not come.

Instead, Hobbes laughed. “Just couldn’t resist that the way you
were squirming around Aiki’s tongue. What a fascinating sight
you two made.”

Pulling away from Aiki’s face, slipping her hands away from your
thighs, you looked at Hobbes with a mixture of desire and anger.
“How could you!?” you demanded. “You said you wouldn’t hurt me!”

“And did I?” asked Hobbes easily, looking at your naked body with
great interest.

“Well, no…not really.” You rubbed the spot that still stung
slightly, then spread your thighs slightly as he came up to you
and slipped his right hand down to fondle your labia. He stopped
then and put both arms around you to hold your naked body close
to him. One hand reached down to lightly rub your little butt
while the other gently massaged your shoulders.

Suddenly you squeaked as you felt Aiki’s tongue flicking you from
behind, trying to get in between your little buttocks.

“Don’t do that!” you squealed, but then she gently pulled the
cheeks apart and with Hobbes feeling of your labia and fingering
your clit from the front and Aiki running her hot tongue in
against your anus, you sighed and let them have total access to
your warm body.

The evening was the most memorable of your life, one you longed
to experience again and again. Hobbes and Aiki taught you so
much that you had never known, and now could not live without.
But it’s late, and biographers are human. So we must conclude
and come back some other evening.

When you awoke the next morning, in your own apartment with no
memory of how you got there, the phone rang as you were getting
up

“Miss Anderson?” The voice was unfamiliar, and you were wary.

“Yes?”

“Miss Anderson, my name is Harry Franklin. I’m a producer with
New International Studios.”

“Oh, my! Another porn movie! Look, fellow, forget…”

“No! No! Don’t you recognize my name? I’m horrified! Two
Academy Awards in five years, and you don’t know ME? Please,
Miss Anderson, don’t break my spirit and threaten my life at the
same time!”

“Yes. Yes, I do recognize your name. But you’ve got to be
playing some kind of a cruel joke. I want to be an actress, but
you couldn’t possibly be offering me a chance to be in one of
your movies! How do you know I can even act?”

“Miss Anderson, you can learn to act a whole lot more easily than
I can learn to swim!”

“What…?”

“Mario Lamborghini was fished out of the river this morning.”

Chapter 2

Karen lived in an older section of town that had the garages
around back, accessed by an alley. I pulled in and stopped the
van. Karen didn’t wait for me to open her door, but stopped by
the side of the van. “Well,” she said, “I suppose we should call
to see if my car’s done yet.” I agreed and we walked to the back
door of the house. It was a rather large house, and I wondered if
she lived here alone.
“Looks like you have a lot of space,” I said as she opened
the door and went in. I followed her, shutting the door behind
me. She draped her suit over the back of a chair and turned to
face me. Her hand cupped the end of my erection, and started
gently rubbing it.
“Looks like you have a lot of cock,” she whispered as she
tipped her head up to kiss me. Our open mouths met and her tongue
snaked out. A soft moan escaped from my throat as her hand worked
my cock. I reached down to cup the cheeks of her ass, working the
hem of her skirt up. She moaned when my hands met bare flesh.
She was wearing the same outfit, but without the panties. I slid
a finger into the crack of her ass and probed downward. She
shifted to allow my finger fuller access. Her hands deftly
unzipped my fly and drew my prick out into the open air. She
pumped it with one hand and reached in to squeeze my nuts with the
other. I broke the kiss and cried out, “Oh god, you’re going to
make me come!”
She leaned back, undid my belt and unsnapped my jeans. My
pants fell to the floor, pooled around my ankles. “Well,” she
said softly, “that’s the whole idea.” She held my throbbing prick
with her right hand, tight against the base. A drop of clear
fluid glistened at the tip. Karen squatted down until her face
was even with my dick. She looked up into my eyes and slowly slid
out her tongue. Ever so softly, she licked the drop from my tip.
She smiled, then engulfed me in her hot mouth.
She moved her head forward until her lips brushed my pubic
hair. I could feel her tongue swirling around my cock as she
pumped her head back and forth, fucking me with her mouth. Her
hands grabbed my ass, her nails digging into the flesh. I reached
my hands back to the wall behind me, jutting my hips forward. The
wet sounds of her sucking mouth filled my brain. I could feel the
orgasm building, my sack tightening. I cried out as it hit,
spewing jet after jet of hot cum into Karen’s greedy mouth. I
fell back against the wall, weak from the intense spasms. She
kept sucking me in and out, the sensation almost unbearable on my
sensitive cockhead.
Finally, Karen let my softening penis fall from her lips and
stood up. “I’ve thought about doing that for a long time,” she
said.
“That was incredible, babe. I felt like I was shooting my
whole soul out the end of my cock.” I pushed off the wall and
took Karen in my arms. I kissed her tenderly on her red, swollen
lips. Her tongue darted out, licking my lips, and our mouths
mashed together in a soft, wide open kiss.
I pushed her jacket back over her shoulders and she shrugged
it off. I threw it onto the kitchen table and started unbuttoning
her blouse, while she worked at unbuttoning my shirt. We let the
shirts drop to the floor as we ran our hands over one another,
still locked in a wet kiss. Her skirt dropped to the floor beside
the shirts. She ended up with her arms around my neck, while I
was kneading her muscular ass with both hands. She wrapped her
legs around my hips as I lifted her off the kitchen floor. I
stepped out of my pants and carried her to the counter.
Setting her on the edge, I said, “Now it’s your turn,” and
squatted down between her open legs. I started licking her thighs
where the stockings ended and worked my way up to her crotch. Her
labia were swollen, red and very wet. I teasingly ran my tongue
around her pussy, avoiding her clit and lips. She put her feet
behind my shoulders and pulled me closer. I looked up at her
face, seeing her eyes closed and lips parted, her tongue at the
corner of her mouth.
I turned my attention back to her soaked pubis and gently
blew on her clit. It seemed to swell as I watched, growing longer
and thicker. I lightly closed my lips around it, then sucked it
into my mouth. Karen gasped. Keeping up the suction, I vibrated
it with my tongue, causing her hips to tremble. Releasing her
clit, which was now about the size of pencil eraser, I plunged my
tongue as deep into her as I could. My upper lip was mashed
against her hard little button as I sucked and slurped her pussy.
Her fingers ran through my hair, pulling my head tight against
her. I pulled my tongue out and moved back to her clit, sucking
and licking it. I sucked it in and gently bit down on it, rolling
it between my teeth. She cried out and her hips spasmed again and
again. She got even wetter as she had orgasm after orgasm. I
kept working her clit with my lips, tongue and teeth until her
spasms subsided. She was moaning, and still circling her hips
when I stood up and took her head in my hands.
“And I’ve wanted to do that for a long time, too,” I told
her. I kissed her mouth hard, then stepped back. “God, you’re
really something.” Glancing down at my still erect penis, I said,
“I haven’t been this horny since college.”
“Well, I wanted you to fuck me then, so I’m glad to see I
didn’t really miss out,” Karen said. “Now come over here and put
that big dick in my hot little cunt.”

Chapter 3

Karen slid her ass over to the corner of the kitchen counter,
placing one foot on each side, spreading herself out at a ninety
degree angle. Her pussy gaped open, the juices glistening. I
stood in front of her, aiming my cock at that delctable hole. She
reached down, gripping me, and ran the purplish head up and down
her dripping box. Then she centered me right on target and said,
“Push it in. Hard!”
I thrust my cock into her pussy as fast as I could, slapping
our bodies tightly together. I paused and ground my hips against
hers, feeling the end of my dick rubbing her cervix. I slowly
withdrew, until just the head was still inside her, then slammed
it back in to the hilt. I repeated that for a while, until Karen
was meeting my thrusts. Then we just started to fuck. In and
out. Fast. Slow. Hard. Soft. Whatever felt good. She put her
feet behind my hips and helped vary our speed and intensity. I
put my hands on her tits and pinched her nipples. They were huge
and hard. When I pinched them, her hips shook and her pussy
tightened on my cock. We stared into each others eyes,
intensifying the lust our bodies felt. Her breath started to come
in short pants and I sensed her orgasm building. I was on the
edge, holding off until she started hers. Suddenly, she started
crying out. The muscles in her cunt started milking my cock and I
let go. Spurts of cum shot into her as we hit climax together.
Our bodies shook and she fell back against the cupboards. I
leaned onto the counter, my knees weak. We kissed. More gently
now that we had temporarily sated our sexual hunger. After a
moment of recovery, we held each other and softly kissed. From
the dining room door came a quiet cough.
“If you two are through working up an appetite, I’ll be happy
to fix some dinner.” An oriental woman, her long black hair
hanging shiny and straight, stood in the doorway, smiling. Karen
said, “Jurgen, I’d like you to meet my wife, Tse.”

When I walked in I was startled at how busy the place was at four in the
afternoon. Every table had someone sitting at it! This really wasn’t a
problem since each table was very long with benches on each side leaving
me several seating possibilities. I got a beer at the bar and positioned
myself at the end of a table near the back of the bar. Sitting at the
other end of the table were several women in nurses uniforms. From
the the smattering of conversation I heard over the sound of the juke box,
I gathered that they had just finished an unusually rough shift at the local
hospital. They must have been there a while because there were several empty
pitchers on the table.

I was busy working on my second beer and attempting to think of some way to
introduce myself when they all got up to leave. All of them that is, but
the nurse at the far end of the table. She still had a full beer and I heard
her tell her friends that she would stick around to finish it before she
headed home. To be honest, I don’t think I even noticed her before her
friends got up to leave. She was older than the others, probably early
thirties and a little over weight. Her hair was bleach blond with about an
inch of dark roots showing. Her eyebrows had been over plucked and she
used lots of blue eye shadow which even back then seemed out-of-style. I
guess you would say she wasn’t much of a catch, but I remember thinking at
the time that there was a certain sleaziness about her looks which really
turned me on.

Figuring I had nothing to lose, I slid down to her end of the table. I
introduced myself and launched into my usual patter about the weather and
local sports teams. She was obviously bored, but she politely sipped
her beer and listened to my monologue. When her beer was empty, she said
that she needed to go pee. Without thinking I blurted out “can I watch?”.
To this day, I’m not sure why I say it. Maybe I was trying to be sarcastic
since I figured she was using the bathroom as an excuse to slip out the
back door. In any case, I never expected her reaction. She sat back down,
leaned forward, looked me straight in the eyes and said “really?”. The
intensity of her stare and the seriousness in her tone took me completely
by surprise. I didn’t know what to say. I sat there for what felt like an
eternity before I finally choked out “sure”. She stood up, extended her
hand and said “Well then, lets go.”.

This was the first time I had seen her standing. Although I had noticed that
she was on the plump side, I hadn’t expected her to have such a heavy bottom.
Her white nursing slacks were tight against her large round ass. Her tight
slacks and small breasts may have helped make her ass and thighs seem
disproportionately large, but there was just no denying it, this woman had
a big butt! I just sat there staring at her, trying to figure out what I
was getting into. Finally she said “are you coming or not?”. Still dazed, I
got up and took her hand. She lead me toward the back of the bar to the rear
exit which led into an alley behind the bar. I asked her where we were
going, and she replied that she had an apartment just around the corner.
Still holding her hand we walked down the alley together. When I finally
had regained enough composure to ask just what she had planned for me, she
just said “Shhh, just enjoy the moment. I’ll take care of everything.”. We
walked the rest of the way in silence.

When we got to her apartment, she lead me straight to the bedroom. She told
me very matter-of-factly to take off my clothes and lay on the bed. As I
undressed, she stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips and watched.
When I pulled my jockey shorts off to reveal my rock hard erection, I saw her
smile for the very first time. Without a word, she gestured for me to lie
down on the bed. After I did so, she reached behind my head and pulled
out two dark strips of material from beneath the mattress and began to tie
the end of one to my wrist. I must have had panic written all over my face
as she stopped immediately and said “Don’t worry, they’re just silk ties.
I’ll tie them loose so you can get free if you really want to.”. I nodded my
head sheepishly and she continued to tie my wrists. She then pulled the ends
of two more ties from under the end of the mattress and tied my ankles. She
tucked two pillows under the back of my head so that my head was angled so
that I could see the foot of the bed. I gently tested my restraints and
found that although loose as promised, my movement was limited to swaying
slightly from side to side.

Once my “host” felt I was properly positioned, she went to the foot of the
bed and began to slowly undress. She began by unbuttoning her blouse to
reveal a white lace bra. Next she pulled down her slacks, all the while,
staring me straight in the eyes. Next she turned and slowly bent over,
showing me her big ass which was barely covered by her white cotton panties.
She slowing began to pull them down to reveal her huge pillowy ass cheeks.
Turning, she caught me licking my lips and said “like what you see so far?”.
I just nodded and gave her my best lecherous grin. All she said was “good”
as she climbed onto the bed. Straddling my chest, her pussy was only
a foot from my face. It was covered with a thick thatch of brown hair which
started as a little trickle of hair at the navel and grew into a dark
triangle which disappeared between her meaty thighs. Very slowly and
deliberately, she began to play with her pussy. At first just by running
her fingers through the hair. Gradually, her fingers began to probe between
her plump pussy lips. As she spread them, I could see her prominent pink
labia and the bud of her swollen clitoris. I was mesmerized by the sight
and the smell. My cock was aching as I drooled over the beautiful pussy
that was being fingered just inches from my face. She seemed to be
approaching orgasm when she suddenly stopped teasing her swollen clit and
spread her pussy wide with both hands. I was admiring her beautiful pussy
now fully engorged and literally dripping with juice when a squirt of hot
pee hit me square in the face. In all the excitement of being tied up and
watching my chubby nurse masturbate, I had completely forgotten that it was
my sarcastic comment about watching her pee that begun this adventure.

After the initial shock of the first blast of pee, I watched with fascination
and lust as a beautiful golden stream of pee sprayed out of her hot hairy
pussy soaking my face and hair. I tried to position my head so that I could
catch the stream in my mouth, but her gyrating hips kept the stream of pee
criss crossing my face. I couldn’t believe that I actually wanted her to
pee in my mouth! ‘Want’ wasn’t the right word, I needed to taste her pee. I
was going crazy with lust! My cock was bobbing uncontrollably and my balls
ached. My mouth was wide open, my tongue extended catching all the hot pee
I could as the stream moved back and forth across my face. Finally, she
stopped her teasing and aimed the hot spray right into my mouth. I gulped
down a couple of mouthfuls before she finally stopped. Using the head of
the bed for support, she raised herself to her feet and positioned herself
so that she was standing over me straddling my crotch. Placing her hands on
her hips, she closed her eyes and let go another long stream of hot pee.
Since she was not holding her pussy open this time, instead of a solid
stream, pee sprayed all over. Some sprayed on my chest, but most of the
golden liquid dripped straight down on my cock and balls.

When her bladder was finally empty, she turned around to show me her great
big ass. She got down on all fours and slowly backed her butt into my face.
I attempted to lick her pussy, but she repositioned herself so that her tight
little asshole was pressed against my lips. I had never licked a women’s ass
before, and didn’t really know what I should do. I licked it, sucked it,
even tried to bury my tongue deep inside it. Apparently I was doing
something right as I could hear her moaning softly and she began to slowly
grind her pussy against my chest.

I could feel her hot breath on my cock and balls as I hungrily licked her
asshole. Occasionally I would feel her mouth or tongue on my inner thighs
or balls. At first I thought she was trying to tease me, but I soon realized
that she was lapping up any pee that remained on my crotch! She was careful
to avoid my cock as I think she knew that the slightest stimulation would
make me cum.

After several delicious minutes of ass licking, she tilted her ass slightly,
pulling her asshole from my lips. Without warning she let go a large fart
right in my face! The smell was like nothing I had ever experienced. It was
so intense I felt dizzy and I almost came! She lowered her asshole back to
my lips and I resumed my tonguing with even greater passion. Several times
she tilted her hips to position her asshole directly in front of my nose
to pass gas. Each time I would inhale deeply before resuming my tongue
worship of her ass. After what seemed like hours, she pulled her ass from
my face and repositioned it about a foot away from my face. Reaching back
with both hands she pulled her big ass cheeks wide apart to expose her hot
hairy pussy and the dark brown asshole I had been sucking so feverishly.
Once again I saw her tilt her hips slightly, and I watched her little brown
asshole began to open slightly. Too my surprise, no gas rushed out. For
a moment I was confused, but then I realized what was happening. She was
going to shit on me! Although I had done things tonight that I never thought
I would do (and loved them), this was just to much! Her asshole continued to
widen and I could begin to see the end of a large turd just inside the
opening. She continued to push and I saw the turd slowly begin to emerge
from her asshole. All of a sudden, she relaxed and the turd quickly slipped
back inside out-of-site. She repeated this several times, each time exposing
a little more of the turd. As she did this I found myself beginning to feel
that crazy lust build back up inside of me until I was actually craning my
neck and sticking out my tongue in an attempt to reach her shit! After
several more teases, she finally pushed several inches of firm brown shit
out of her ass. It hung from her asshole for a moment and then dropped to my
chest. The smell was, well, you can imagine!

She continued to push, until 2 more large firm turds lay steaming on my
chest. She had shit so close to my face that I was actually able to touch
the last turd with my tongue as it fell from her asshole and landed on my
chest. When she was all done, she said “please clean me up” and once again
backed her big ass into my face. As I feverishly licked and sucked her dirty
asshole, she squirmed excitedly on my chest. I could feel her wet pussy
smearing her warm shit all over my neck and chest. I could tell that she
was very near orgasm from the twitching of her thigh muscles. Just as she
began to moan, she grabbed my cock roughly in her hand and began to stroke
it. With only a few strokes of her hand I was convulsing beneath her.
I had my face buried so deep between her ass cheeks I couldn’t even breath.
I literally went out of my mind! The intensity of my orgasm was like nothing
I had experienced before or since. I think she orgasmed too, but I was so
absorbed in the intensity of my own orgasm, that I couldn’t tell. She
continued to pump my cock until I finally relaxed and let my tongue slip
from her gaping asshole. We laid there in a smelly heap for several
minutes before she finally crawled off me. She had shit smeared on her
stomach and in her pubic hair as well as a big gob of my cum in her hair.
I must have been quite a sight too because she looked down at me, made a
face and said “yuk, what a mess!”. Grabbing some tissues from the head of
the bed she scooped up most of the shit laying on my neck and chest and
then rushed out of the room. She returned in a couple of minutes wearing
a bathrobe and carrying a pan of soapy water and a towel. Sitting beside me
on the bed, she gave me quick but efficient sponge bath. I made no attempts
at conversation as I still hadn’t regained my composure from the intensity
of my orgasm.

When my sponge bath was complete, she untied my hands and feet and handed
me my clothes. Glancing at the clock on the wall, she said “sorry to poop
and run, but I’ve got to hop in the shower. I’m already late for a dinner
date with friends. Could you be a dear and let yourself out?”. Still a bit
dazed I nodded in agreement, and she disappeared through the bedroom door.
After I got dressed, I heard the shower running in the bathroom, so as
requested, I let myself out. As I made the long walk back to the dorm, I
tried to sort out everything that had happened. I couldn’t believe all the
sick things I had done, yet I had loved every minute of it! This was
definitely the most exciting sexual experience I had ever had and I hadn’t
kissed her or even seen her breasts. Hell, I never even asked her her name!

When I got back to the dorm, I took a long hot shower, trying to get
rid of the smell, but no matter how much I scrubbed, it seemed to linger.
It was several days before I got over the shock of what I had done. I kept
thinking that you just don’t do those types of things and enjoy them.

The semester ended and I went home for the summer. My initial feelings of
shock and disgust gradually gave way to lust and the first day of my junior
year I went back to her apartment. Sweaty with anticipation I knocked on the
apartment door. Much to my dismay, I was met at the door by an oriental grad
student. He politely told me that he had moved in over the summer and had
never met the previous tenant.

For the last fifteen years now, I have been watching for her on the street,
in bars and shopping malls. But even if I never see her again, I will never
ever forget the afternoon I spent with my naughty nurse.

I’ve worked with her on a project for quite some time and have had
fantasies about her from the start. I feel an attraction to her
every time that I see her.

I’d noticed her looking at me at times when we’ve worked together
but neither one of us have voiced anything. She knows that I’m
married and I’ve been too frightened to say anything since I know
that not only is she married, but I could be very wrong about the
way that I’ve interpreted her looks.

There have been many times though that I have longed to kiss the
back of her neck as she leaned forward while we worked at the
computer. She has very sensuous shoulders and neck.

Anna’s husband is on the road most of the time trying to land more
capital investors for his company. Anna hints at her loneliness at
these times, and we often work late on the days when her husband
is out of town.

My wife was in New York on a business trip and Anna’s husband was
out as usual. It was in early evening and I was totally lost in
gazing at her pretty neck and profile when I realized that she was
staring at me over her shoulder. She had just asked me a question
three times without a response. She noticed me turning red with
embarassment and started to turn red also as she realized what I had
been daydreaming about.

I apologized and stood up to leave as she turned toward me to say
something. She froze staring at my crotch where my hard on was
showing. My whole body felt on fire as I looked down at her, her
red lips were glistening in the light and her eyes seemed to be
deep blue pools. I moaned another apology and started to leave
when she reached forward to feel my cock.

She quickly undid my belt and pulled down my zipper. One half of
my mind was saying that I should get out now, and the other half
said to grab the back of her head. My hands reacted before my
feet and I pulled her head toward my cock. Anna opened her mouth
to lick the head of my cock sticking above the waist of my shorts.
I almost burst as the tip of her tongue flicked around the underside
of the crown of my dick while her hands squeezed and tickled my balls
through the material.

I kicked off my shoes and stepped out my pants as Anna slid my
shorts down. She closed her mouth around my cock and gently started
to suck as her head bobbed forward. I still couldn’t believe that
this was happening but took advantage of the opportunity to run my hands
over her shoulders that I so admired. I reached below her chin to start
undoing the buttons of her dress as my hips continued to rock into her.
She shrugged out of her sleeves causing her breasts to bounce teasingly
within her bra. Her tanned shoulders and tits were a stark contrast
against the whiteness of her bra.

Anna pushed me back into my chair as she knelt, never taking her mouth
off my cock. She took off her bra so that the upper half of her body
was nude. I was enthralled by this tanned beauty kneeling between my
legs and I noticed that she didn’t have any tan lines.

Anna stopped sucking and slid her tongue up my stomach as she crawled
forward. She teased my cock with her nipples, running the nipples up
the length of my cock. She licked my nipples then slid back down so
that my cock was between her tits. She pushed them together and
started to jack me off with her golden tits as she tongued my torso.

When she could feel me getting ready to cum, she quickly slid down
to take me back into her mouth. Her mouth was so hot that I could
not hold back and started to shoot into her sucking mouth as my
hands pinned her head to my crotch.

She leaned back after her performance her tits bounced and were
glistening with my pre-cum. I picked her up by the waist and put her
back in her chair while I started to lick her clean. I started at her
belly button, licking upwards until her breasts were clean. Her
hands locked behind my head when I sucked and teased her nipples.

I pulled up to her mouth and we kissed for the first time. I could
taste myself on her tongue and started to get hard again.

I slid back down her body while I pushed her dress past her hips.
I started to kiss her mound as she raised her hips to allow the dress
and her pantyhose to slide to the ground. She parted her long
legs and placed her heels on my back pulling me toward her pussy.

I tongued the inside of her thighs, running the tip close to the goal
but stopping short and repeating the motion on her other thigh while
my fingers were caressing her ass, stomach, and the backs of her legs.

She leaned forward to grab my hair, causing her breasts to push forward
in an awesome fashion. I had little choice but to start kissing her
pussy. I would lightly run my tongue along her lips up to her clit
causing her to moan and try to pin my head. I kept this up until
her legs started to shake. I then separated her lips with my fingers
and dipped my tongue into her dripping pussy. She cried out as she
thrust upward trying to fuck my tongue. I held on to her ass as
her body slid forward on the chair. Anna had her knees spread wide and
up to her chest as her hands held my hair. I started to fuck her with
my tongue, pushing it in as far as I could as my nose ran into her
clit. Anna was starting to moan loudly, her head was thrown back as
she tried to shove her hips to me. I slid my tongue down and licked
her anus getting a loud shriek and I repeated my motion, shoving it
up past her ring. I moved back up to her clit and back down to her
ass as she was crying out. Anna grabbed the back of her knees pulling
them wide to give me even better access as her face was dark with her
impending orgasm. She cried out and her pussy spasmed around my tongue
she came.

I continued running my tongue in and out of her pussy, then moved down
to start fucking her ass with my tongue. Anna immediately spasmed into
another orgasm, her ass was squeezing my tongue with the contractions.

Anna sat up, her body damp with perspiration, and slid her pussy down
my chest until she engulfed my cock. She started licking around my
mouth and sucking on my tongue as she tasted herself. She started
fucking me wildly, her tits pinned against my chest, and I was caught
up in her wildness. All I could think of was the lushness of her
body moving around me. Anna wrapped her legs around my waist and
I laid her onto her back as I continued to fuck her. I was driving
into her with complete abandon when I felt her start to cum again.

Anna grabbed my ass with both hands pulling me into her as she lifted
her head to suck on my nipples. I started fucking her harder as I
could feel my balls contract. I was moaning loudly as she whimpered
against my chest. I looked down to see those beautiful shoulders
below me and her tits jiggling as her mouth moved to my other nipple
and I burst deep into her with a yell. Anna’s pussy just kept
contracting around my cock as she came with me.

We collapsed to the floor, and we kissed lovingly while we tried to
catch our breath. I raised myself up on to one elbow as I continued
caressing her. Anna’s beauty seemed to glow.

As we got dressed, I asked Anna about her lack of tan lines. She
smiled and said that I would just have to find out some time.

The next morning I called her apartment on some business pretext and
she asked me if we could work at her place that day. I felt a tug
in my groin as I agreed.

I was pretty breathless when I knocked on her door, wondering if I
would get an encore performance. Anna opened the door and let me
in. She was wearing a string bikini and had her hair done up in a long
single braid. I followed her out to her patio getting hard as I looked
at her gorgeous ass rocking before me.

Anna sat down on a blanket in the sun and took her bikini off. I
gasped at her breasts shining in the sunlight as she applied oil
to them, fondling her nipples until they hardened. She then applied
oil to her stomach and ran her fingers through her pubic hair as parted
her legs. I could see her pink as her fingers massaged her pussy.
Anna smiled at me and said that I looked over-dressed. I stripped and
knelt down next to her.

Anna rolled on to her stomach and asked if I would oil her back. I
massaged the oil into her shoulders as I nibbled at her earlobes and
kissed the nape of her neck. I oiled down her back until I got to her
ass. I moved down to her feet, massaging them carefully, then sucking
on each of her toes. Anna started to squirm at this attention and slid
one of her hands to her pussy, playing with her clit with her thumb while
she pushed two fingers into herself. I started oiling up her legs,
kneeling between them, mesmerized by her plunging fingers. Anna’s
knees slid farther out as her butt lifted into the air as she got more
excited. Her ass was open to me and I started to massage oil into her
asscheeks as I bent down to tongue her pussy around her fingers. I slid
my tongue up the crack of her ass and pushed it into her anus. Anna
cried out, thrusting her ass at my face, trying to get more penetration.
I pulled back and put some oil into her hole, pushing my finger into
her ass. Anna’s was masturbating faster now and her face was flushed
as she bit her lower lip and moaned. I got two fingers into her ass
as I tried to steady her slick body. I got so excited with the sight,
sound, and scent of her, glistening in the sunlight that I got up on
my knees and put my turgid cock at the opening of her asshole. I nudged
in carefully to see what response I would get. Anna groaned and pushed
back with her shining ass and the head of my cock was engulfed in her
heat. Damn she was so tight but the oil let me slide in easily.

I started to slowly pump into her butt as she continued fucking herself
with her fingers. She came with a loud cry while she kept squeezing
her ass around my cock, trying to milk me. I grabbed her braid and
pulled her up to her knees as I started to fuck her ass a little quicker.
I was in heaven, her golden body beneath me, my cock between her nether
cheeks. I couldn’t believe the sight and started to hammer into her ass
causing her cheeks to jiggle with the impact and her breasts to dance
back and forth. Anna braced herself on her elbows as she pushed back
toward me, meeting my thrusts. Her mouth was open as she gasped for
air, tits swinging rhythmically, as she approached another orgasm.

Anna’s body started to spasm sending electricity through my balls. I
gripped her hips with both hands and started to thrust into her, my
hips slapping into her ass as I came, shooting deep into her ass as
she cried out in another orgasm. Anna’s arms collapsed and I kept
pumping into her as her tits spread to the sides of her chest.

I collapsed onto her back and slid my hands under her to squeeze her
tits as I nipped the nape of her neck. Anna rolled back so that we
were on our sides. She craned her neck so that we could kiss as I
continued playing with her nipples. My cock was still in her ass and
Anna was squeezing me, trying to keep me hard. She bent forward so
that she could reach my balls and started massaging them. I kept on
moving in her and felt myself start to get hard again. I couldn’t
believe the treatment I was receiving. I concentrated and felt my
cock start to spread her ass again. I continued rocking her as she
massaged my balls. As I got more excited, I roughly pushed her back
on to her face and started to fuck as hard as I could. She felt so
hot and tight as I slammed into her. Anna was grunting with each
thrust as I gripped her shoulders. She braced her hands in front of
her to keep from sliding too much because of the anal assault. I felt
my balls seize up and I shot another load into her, crying out at the
pleasure and pain of the release.

I pulled out of her ass and collapsed next to her. Anna started to
kiss me in a frenzy as she massaged her pussy on my thigh. I slid
my hand down her flat belly until I could massage her clit, causing
her to bite my lip as she came. Her whole body was shaking as I held
her.

We took a shower together to clean up and cool off. I gently soaped
in her ass as I cleaned her. Anna knelt down after she cleaned my
cock and sucked me into her mouth. As I started to cum she pulled
back and let my cum shoot over her face and on to her tits as she
jerked me off. She pulled me back into her mouth and sucked me
until I quit spurting. She grinned and said that she always wondered
what it was like to have someone cum on her face. I knelt down and
started to lick the cum off of her cheeks and breasts.

We cuddled on her couch for the rest of the morning, relishing in
our nakedness. We had lunch together and experimented with food
on each other and ended up fucking on the dining room table.

We were caressing each other when her phone rang. Anna’s eyes widened
as she said hello to her husband. She did a good job of keeping her
voice natural until I started playing with her clit. She was wet
already as I leaned her over the back of the couch, licking her
pussy and ass as she listened on the phone. She gasped as I shoved
my cock into her ass and had to cover up by saying that she had
dropped something on her foot. Anna was really hot and started to
rock back into me as I doubled her pleasure by reaching under and
playing with her clit. She was gasping on the phone saying that
she loved him as she her legs started to shake. She said her good-byes
and come-home-soons and hung up the phone as she collapsed with a
screaming orgasm. Sweat was pouring off of her as she told me to
fuck her ass. She kept on cumming as I pounded into her. Anna’s
beautiful ass and excitement sent me over the edge as I shot into
her again, burying myself to the hilt, twisting my hips to get
maximum penetration and sensation.

We collapsed on the couch and Anna locked her mouth on mine, her
tongue nearly reaching my throat as her body shakes slowly subsided.

When she could talk again, she told me that she had never felt so
wicked or excited in her life. She said hearing her husband’s voice
while I was in her ass was so exciting that she was getting hot just
thinking about it.