My spy eye

Nancy watched through her kitchen window as the big trash compactor moved down the street towards her house. She lived in the last house on the block, and since it was a dead end street, the driver always backed into her driveway so he could turn his rig around and make his exit. It was hot out to day, and even though it was only ten in the morning, the thermometer in the window showed eighty five degrees. The truck was now only one house away and Nancy stared intently as the garbage man jumped out of the driver's seat and hefted a fifty five gallon barrel like it was a pillow and dumped the contents into the compactor! She crossed and uncrossed her legs while admiring a light layer of sweat shining on his black chest and arms, so when he pulled into her driveway and dumped her container, she opened the back door and yelled out, "Say, it's awful hot out today, how about some iced tea!?!" He finished emptying her barrel, glanced at his watch, and replied, "Sure, why not, I've got a few minutes to spare!!!
"Come on in," she said, while holding open the door for him, "have a seat at the kitchen table and I'll get the tea out of the fridge!!!" "Sugar and lemon," she asked? "Just lemon," he replied while flashing his million dollar smile!!! After handing him his glass, she settled down in the chair next to his and began, "I'm really sorry, but after all these months I don't even know your name!!!" He took a long swallow of tea and replied, "It's Henry, Bobby Henry!" Nice to meet you Bobby," she said while extending her hand, "I'm Nancy Evans!" Both of them sipped on their tea for a few moments before Nancy offered while taking his glass, "Let me get a little more ice for you!" As she stood up, she purposely let her robe fall open giving him a generous peek at her naked body! She dropped a few cubes into his glass and returned to her chair, only this time, leaving the top of her robe open far enough so that her breasts were clearly visible!!! Bobby tried to keep from staring, but when a young woman practically begs you to look at he boobs, well, in that case you take advantage of the situation!!! In a very calm quiet voice Nancy asked, "Do you like the way my breasts look, Bobby?!?"

If wasn't for his being black, you could have seen the red rising in his cheeks from embarrassment as he stammered, "Uh, no, I mean yes, I've really got to go, I have a schedule to meet!!!" Being slightly bemused at his discomfort, she asked sweetly, "Why, Bobby, I do believe that you're shy, haven't you ever seen a white woman's breasts before!?!" After making an audible gulping sound, he replied, "Uh, sure I have, lots of times, it's just that, well, I know you're married and all, and besides, you're a customer of mine!!!" "That's right," she said with a smile, "and you know what they say about customers don't you!?!" "W-what," he stumbled?!?" "They say that the customer's always right," she replied while dropping her robe!!!

The look of consternation that up until that time had been etched on his dark face, was quickly replaced with one of lust!!! "Have you ever fucked a white woman," she asked softly while cupping her 34b breasts and pinching her nipples?!? Now growing more emboldened he replied, "I've fucked a lot of white girls, and they love getting it from a brother!!!" And why would that be," she asked while putting on her little show!?! "Do you really want to know," he replied with just a touch of insolence in his voice!?! "Why," she asked, "is it some big secret!?!" He laughed a hearty laugh and shot back, "It's big all right, big enough to make your white little ass shake!!!" "Oh, my," she replied in mock fear, "do you think I should run and hide, I'm so scared!?!" It was then that he started unbuckling his gray work pants and said evenly, "You're gonna get it just like every other white bitch, and you're gonna love it!!!

Now leaning back against the kitchen counter, Nancy thrust her pussy forward in an open invitation to the young black stud!!! All ready bare above the waste, he kicked off his boots and stepped out of his trousers, leaving as his only clothing his white sweat socks and bright red bikini underwear!!! The outline of a very large erection could easily be seen through the thin nylon material, causing Nancy to moan as she imagined it in her hot little pussy!!! He gave a short cackling laugh and opined, "Just as I thought, you want it just like every other slut I've fucked, white, black, or purple, it don't make no difference, all you bitches want Bobby's big cock!!!

Now moving up right in front of her, he pushed his own crotch forward until his sheathed pecker was pressing against Nancy's flat belly!!! "Feel that pecker," he whispered, "I'll bet that little white pussy's already dripping like a faucet!!!" It was too, but dripping wasn't the right word, it was flooding, and to prove it, all you had to do was look and see the little river of pussy juice running down the inside of Nancy's right thigh!!! As her breathing was becoming more labored, Bobby took her hands and placed them on his shorts and ordered, "Okay, baby, it's time to open your present, and I'll guarantee you won't want to return it!!!" No matter how Bobby tried to put down white women, there was one salient fact that he couldn't deny, that being a cute little twenty five year old white woman had given him a huge hardon!!! "Oh, dear," she breathed when it popped out of his shorts, "i-it's beautiful!!!" "Well, bitch," he said with a smirk, "you ain't the first one to tell me that, now suck it for me!!!"

This was a moment she had been dreaming about for months, for just the opportunity to put this big black pecker into her mouth and suck it until it filled her mouth with cum!!! It was so smooth, the head that is, because the shaft was just the opposite, all bumpy with veins and dark skin!!! In her mind it was the perfect sex toy, the head was ideal for sucking, with it's velvety glans shining with her saliva, while on the other hand the thick rough shaft would be perfect for fucking, with all of its irregularities that would arouse the inside walls of her vagina!!! She really wanted him to cum in her mouth, but since time was a factor, she let it slip from her mouth and begged, "Take me and fuck me, I want to feel you inside of me!!!" He stood at least six feet tall, while she was just a shade over five two and petite!!! After picking her up under her arms, he lifted her until her pussy was positioned directly over his hard pecker where he slowly let her descend on to its smooth head!!! "Oh, my gosh," she moaned as the first few inches of meat slid inside of her, "y-you're fucking huge!!!" He let her get her legs wrapped around his waist, asked her if she was ready, and then with one hard shove, pressed down on her hips, driving his long thickness deep into her tight little white pussy!!! Her first orgasm tore through her even before his cock bottomed out!!!

For the next five minutes she hung on for dear life as he bounced her up and down on his brutal shaft, and cumming over and over again, while being caught on his pecker like a coat on a hook, and even if she wanted to get off, she was stuck there until he wanted to let her go!!! Each of her orgasms seemed to be more intense than the one before it, and after her sixth one, by his count, he lifted her off his dick, put her on her knees in front of him, and ejaculated a huge spurting load of cum into her open mouth and all over her face!!! There was just something about shooting on to a white cunt's face that always made his day!!!

As he was turning to leave he gave her one last glance, and laughed out loud as he looked at the disheveled mess that he had left sitting on the kitchen floor!!! "Hey, baby," he remarked, "I hear it's suppose to be hot next week again, why don't ya have some tea ready for me, okay!?!" With a weak smile, she nodded her head and mouthed the word, okay!!!

"As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I shall fear no evil, for thine is with me thy rod and thy staff they comfort me" Psalms 23 Now, in a normal world this would be enough. But, the bible says nothing about being a lesbian teenager at private Christian high school. Now, wait lets start with introductions, my name is Trina. But, you can call me T. I"m eightteen, 5"8" and about 135. I have long chestnut colored braids and soft brown eyes. I"m a 38 D, and I work out regularly. I"ve been working on my complexion but it is genetically impossible for me to get any lighter, my parents have blessed me with African American genetics. Enough about me, this story like all good stories is about a girl.

As I stepped off the field she came running her long black hair fluttering behind her like the soft wings of a monarch, grinning with her eyes twinkling in the late afternoon sky. "You did it," she cried "you just beat, St. Francis the number one high school in the state how does it feel"" "Better now that your here," I said as she jumped into my arms. Laughing gaily with her broad smile of perfectly pearly white teeth, and dazzling royal blue eyes. She replied " Hmm. you say that but I didn"t get a hello kiss." I gave her a smile and set her down pulling her close to me and giving her a quick kiss. " There happy." I said laughing at her look of need. " Are you kidding that barely even registered as a peck on the cheek." "Sorry baby, " But, I have an award to go retrieve and if I give you the kiss you want it won"t stop there, you know what always happens."

"Not always,"
"Michelle are you kidding me"" " What about that time in L.A. I was ten minutes late to warm ups and coach was shitting bricks."
" Yeah you have a point there T, go get your award so you can kiss me like you mean it."
Jogging off to the awards podium I grinned like a dog with a bone.
"Are you really that happy about winning this game," asked Nikki "hello T can you hear me." She had just started waving her hand in my face when I snapped out of it.
" What the hell are you waving your hand in my face for"" I asked. Just trying to snap you out of it. So who are you spending the night with since you are obviously thinking about something else." "Hmmmm.... Could it be this mystery guy that you"ve been dating " speculated Nikki. " I don"t know maybe"" I said, I always feel so bad about lying to her all the time but what would I do if word got out at this school that I was gay, I thought to myself. " Any ways who was the totally beautiful girl that met you on your way off the field." "Who," I said,
"the chick that you were talking to for so fucking long, the hot chick with the black hair, blue eyes, and long legs."
" you know Nikki if I didn"t know any better I"d think you were checking her out."
" Are you kidding I"m scoping out the competition, and you better bring your mystery man to the Senior Prom tomorrow and let me meet him or I"m going to rip you apart."
"She"s a really good friend, I replied, and her name is Michelle."
Just then my name was called, and as I walked up to the podium and shook hands with the presenter and my coach, I could hear one voice louder than all of them yelling out, " YOUR THE BEST T. I LOVE YOU" Smiling I turned and waived my award in her direction, to let her know that I heard her. God, I love that girl, I thought to myself. Standing and clapping we waited until the last name was called before we lined up for our victory lap. Single file, all we needed was a leader, " T, lead the lap around the field." yelled out our coach. " Let"s go guys I shouted to my teammates, one line, one team, one last lap as champions. Off we went heads held high, medals around our necks. I was so happy I felt as if I would burst, but there was this pain gnawing at my heart, I had lied to everyone of my teammates, people who put their bodies on the line for me, and I was lying to myself, thinking that this was just a phase. " I really am in love with this girl, I"m a lesbian." I said aloud.
"What was that T" asked Nikki
" Nothing" I replied as we neared the platform again.

We stopped and breaking up we traveled off to our respective groups of family, me to my parent"s and brother, with my " Best Friend" waiting next to them. As I walked up to them my dad looked at me and said " My little girl has grown up, you will make a one lucky man very happy, sweetheart." Those words, broke my heart, as I felt the shards fall to the pit of my stomach I looked at Michelle and saw the hurt in her eyes. All I could do was cry, as the tears fell, my parents looked at each other and smiled " tears of joy" asked my Mom, " Definitely" I replied stepping beside Michelle and intertwining our fingers behind my back. "Well " take my car and don"t be out past 4 am. "Sweet thanks Mom" I said taking her keys. As we walked away I turned and asked " By the way can Michelle sleep over tonight"" " Sure I don"t care." said my Dad. "Cool," I said and we dashed off to the car. Jumping in the car Michelle grabbed my hand and said
" So I get my kiss now right""

" Right" I replied, and leaning over the console between the seats I drew her face closer to me and gently touched our lips together, again and again planting butterfly kisses on her lips until a soft moan escaped her and opening her mouth she sucked my lip into her mouth nibbled it gently then, moving in chased my tongue around. I found hers before she found mine and began gentle circular caresses on her tongue the louder she moaned the harder I kissed her, feeling the heat rise in my body. As my inner temperature rose her breathing quickened until I wanted to take her right then, sitting in my mom"s explorer. As I broke the kiss she still sat there, lips slightly opened, breathing heavily eyes closed. I returned to my side of the car and keyed the ignition. "First stop your house" I said, "I definitely need a shower."

"I wasn"t going to say anything......., much" she replied laughing. As we drove down the hill away from the school I felt like I was coming alive. We drove in silence listening to the radio, hand in hand when a song by Usher came on.

U got it you got it bad,
when you miss a day without her
feel your whole life's off track,
you know you got it bad when your stuck in the house
you don"t wanna have fun she"s all you think about.

I brought her hand to my lips and said " I got it bad" " I love you baby girl"
She looked at me and seeing the raw emotion in my eyes replied, " I love you too T." As we pulled up in front of her house She jumped out of the car and raced to the my side of the car, as I got out she pinned me to the car door and kissed me again. When she broke the kiss I grabbed my Adidas bag and we ran into the house. As we ran through the hallway, squealing and giggling, Michelle"s mom cried " What are you two doing?

Working in an office can be a lot of fun, I've learned from previous experiences. But the office that I'm a secretary for--for almost a year now--has to be the greatest, and most fulfilling one there is. The escapades I've been involved in have opened my sexual delights to heights beyond measure.
Here is my first such sensual act; it happened on the first day I got the job, and I still masturbate to it to this very day.

My name is Trisha, and I just finished my first day of work at the offices of Devin and Devine, a small law firm that caters to the porn industry. The bosses are Devin--a thirty-four-year-old stunning blonde that loves to flaunt her long, curvaceous legs, and her best friend from their old days of starring in movies together, Devine. Devine is a fair-skinned, gray-eyed woman two years' Devin's junior. Her coal-black hair is always worn in large, spiral curls that always seem to be perfection itself.

I, myself, am a very sexually-enlightened mature gal of thirty-six. My looks never seemed to fade, as I was adamant about taking care of myself at an early age. They are both taller than me by about two inches (I am a tiny woman), and my slender body always ached to be touched and handled. Breasts that are firm and perky--and of adequate size--are mounted high on my chest. My eyes are small pools of emerald, and my hair is thin and red, spilling down my back like the lava from an extremely hot volcano.
Anyway, now that the introductions are over, I'll tell you about my first day.

After hearing about this firm from a friend, and needing a new secretary job (I have been a professional one since I was eighteen), I decided to check it out. I was dressed to make mouths drool, and organs leak cream. I had my hair done up in that classy look, and my make-up was soft, but at the same time, alluring. The business jacket and skirt I donned were of a deep blue shade, with very thin vertical stripes. Under my jacket I wore a black, button-down shirt, and the collars folded over the collars of the blazer. The skirt came to right above my knee--about four inches--and I had on a pair of silk nylon thigh-highs. Strappy high-heels adorned my delicate feet. I was ready.

I strolled in with my briefcase in hand around eight-thirty in the morning. The office was air-conditioned (thank God!), and had the usual smells I was used to: ink, paper, metal, and that wonderful potpourri of many womanly scents combined.
I noticed the young girl sitting at the reception desk. She was no older than, say, nineteen or twenty, and she was beautiful. Her smile beamed at me as I approached.

"Hi, my name is Trisha Valun, and I'm supposed to start today. Can you help me find my way around?" I returned her smile, and checked out her legs as she stood from her desk.
She reached out a hand, and said in a friendly voice: "Hi. My name's Carrie, and I would love to. We're still a small firm, yet, so it won't take long. Follow me."

No problem there, I thought, as I leered at her two cheeks swaying in her loose, plaid skirt. She had on a button-down shirt, also, but hers was tighter than mine; I could see her white bra-strap across her back. Her stockings had those lines going up from the ankle, splitting her shapely legs in half. Her heels were of the "fuck-me" variety, and made her calves more sinewy.

We walked down the aisle toward the rear, right-side of the office. She pointed to a comfy little cubicle just outside the windowless office of the bosses. It had all the basic components of a secretarial cubicle, so I won't bore with the details. She pulled the chair out for me--which I thought was overly nice, but sweet. I sat, and asked her when I should expect instructions from one of the bosses.

She grinned down at me; it seemed like she was chewing on me with her blue eyes, and I felt my pussy getting heated. She leaned forward, placing the palms of her hands on the desk--giving me a view of her mounds of cleavage--and said, "Don't worry, Ms. Valun. They'll be out for you shortly. I think you're gonna love working here; I know I do." She winked at me, twirled so her skirt rode high, revealing the stocking-tops and straps that connected them to her garter belt, and walked off.

What in the world is goin' on here? I wondered. But, she was right: I was thinking that I could like this place....

I took this time to look around, scanning the office to see all the other people that worked here. Being a lover of pornography, I recognized some of the women and men as former stars. This was incredible! I knew this was the place for me. Quite a few of them I had actually fingered myself to, watching as they chugged cock, ate pussy, or just plain fucked in both the asshole and cunt.

I felt the sudden urge to go to the bathroom for a quick masturbation session, when the door to the bosses' office opened up. Out walked Devin, platinum hair glimmering, with a full-lipped, red-painted smile. She beckoned me in with a French-manicured finger gesture.
Rising, I grabbed my briefcase off the desk, and followed her into their office.

She was dressed in a white business skirt and blazer like me--except for the color. She was also wearing stockings or pantyhose that were as white as winter snow. Covering her feet, all the way up to her knees, were cotton-shaded leather, spike-heeled boots. Her ass looked glorious as I shut the door behind me.

Their office was very spacious. A large, rectangle table was set in the center. At the left and right sides were their desks, facing each other. Couches lined the other walls. The most interesting objects in the room, though, were hanging on the walls. Almost every single sexual toy and device that existed were displayed on them.
I was really taken aback by all this, when Devin sat down on the table in front of me next to Devine, crossing her legs slowly, said, "Do you like what you see of our business so far?"

I stole a glance at the two sets of lengthy legs before me, and responded: "You bet I do, Ms. Devin. You have a very interesting office here."

"Just Devin, please, Trisha. Now, do you know why we hired you?"

"Of course. I am to be your secretary. And yours, as well," I nodded to Devine, who looked scrumptious in her very tight-fitting and extremely short spandex shorts. Her legs were glistening with sweat, like she just got through running or something. Her sports-bra was stretched taught across her huge tits; her nipples were trying to pierce the thin fabric. Her feet were covered with athletic sneakers.

"Well, yes, that." Devin grinned at her partner. "But there are other reasons why we chose you to work here. For legal reasons, though, we'll need you to to sign this waver before we discuss any of that. I assure you, I think you'll like what we have to say."

She produced a paper from behind her, and handed it to me. I read through it. All that it said was that, if I didn't like what was being asked of me, I couldn't tell anyone what we had discussed in here; that it was confidential. If I did like it, then it wouldn't matter what I said, as long as it was in friendly conversation. Not anything that would be considered negative to the firm. I agreed, and signed it.

After Devine placed the paper inside a briefcase, she started talking. "Well, first of all. Let me say that right now, you are just a secretary. And, after we proposition you, if you do not agree, you can remain so without having to feel like you might be fired or something. So don't worry." She paused, trailing her gaze from my feet, all the way up to my face. "You are an extremely sexy and beautiful woman. We have another position in mind for you if you would like to hear about it? One that would almost triple your salary--plus many other perks that I think you would find interesting. Would you like to hear about it, Trisha?"

"Yes I would, Deivine. It sounds very interesting, indeed." I thought I knew where this was heading, and moisture bubbled out into my panties from my juicy cunt.

"Devin?"

Devin took over the proposal. "We have a special kind of firm here, Trisha. At times, when we have meetings with men and women who want to settle certain cases, we offer them males or females for sexual encounters. And we're always on the lookout for new--skin, you might say." She laughed, and it was musical. "But we need special women. Women who are into it all: blowjobs, swallowing cum, anal sex, sex with another girl, orgies, even some fetishes. As you have probably noticed already, one of the major fetishes that a lot of our clients love, is the nylon fetish. And I am so happy to see that you love to wear them, too. That's a bonus." She uncrossed her legs, allowing me a peek up her slitted skirt to the area where her panties were shrouding her twat. I peeked, and she smiled wide. After crossing them the other way, she continued. "I see you also like other women. Of course, we would love to have sex with you first, if you would want that? Do you want to lick and suck with me and Devine?"

Nipples stiffened; cunt pulsed; and panties soaked, as I nodded--almost hypnotically--yes.

“Be safe! We love you!” My family yelled as I maneuvered my silver 2001 BMW down the driveway of our 2 story brick house on my way to freedom. I gave one final wave as I pushed on the gas and started off to college. Finally! I thought as I started off to GT where I planned on making my dream come true… being and actress. Now, don’t get me wrong, I could care less if I’m famous… I just wanna act… to be on stage and in the spotlight.

The college campus was only about 45 min away from where I lived. When I pulled into the parking lot, I found my building and tugged one of my many suite cases out of my trunk. I trudged it upstairs to my dorm room and I unlocked the door. There was no evidence of life there and I figured my room mate hadn’t shown up yet. Oh well, I just hoped we got along…

“Ugh…” I groaned as I heaved my bag onto the bed. I decided to explore before unpacking. I went to the door and pulled it open but was brought up short by a tall, blonde girl wearing baggy jeans and a roomy top that left everything to the imagination. She looked me up and down and groaned… “great,” I heard her mutter under her breath. She pushed past me and walked to the bed opposite mine and dropped her bags on the floor. I was just about to introduce myself when my cell phone rang.

“Hello?” I answered. “Hey, are you at the dorm yet?” It was my best friend, Kori. “Yea… I just got here. Where are you?” I walked over to my bed, opened my suit case and started to pull my clothes out. “I’m still at home. My mom wants to have a last dinner thing. Just wanted to call and let you know I wont be able to meet with you tonight. We can get together tomorrow, ok?” she explained. “Ok… I’m kinda tired anyways. I’ll see you later.” I hung up and turned back to my roommate. “I’m Emily DeRosa,” I said. “Maryssa Dunn.” She went back to unpacking and I took the opportunity to study her. She was tall, I guessed about 5’9’’ or so and had wavy shoulder length blonde hair. I couldn’t even begin to guess her weight because her clothes were so baggy… But I could tell she wasn’t big. She had fairly pale skin and from the logo on her t-shirt, I guessed her to be a sk8er. Total opposite of me.

I’m 5’7’’ and 125 lbs. I have straight black hair that falls to my butt and dark skin as I am half Hawaiian. I was currently wearing a tight black tank top that hugged my 34-D chest and short cut offs that emphasized my long, shapely legs. This is going to be a long year, I thought to myself as I crossed to the bathroom and started to place my toiletries in one of the two medicine cabinets. When I returned, Maryssa was gone. Now was the perfect time to explore. I walked out and went to the main lawn where students sat under trees and talked, and were walking through. I saw Maryssa hanging with a girl that resembled her in the clothes department. I decided not to push my luck. I shaded my eyes from the sun with my hand and looked around for someone I knew. I knew a lot of my friends from high school were going to attend school here… Finally, I spotted Keith, Mike, and Rachael standing a few feet away from Maryssa and the girl.

I started my way over and just as I passed Maryssa, I heard her say to the girl, “My room mate is so preppy.” That’s when she noticed me. I was surprised and I stopped in my tracks. I saw color flush her cheeks. “Oh. H-hi Emily…” she stuttered. “I…uh…” I raised my eyebrow in question. I was just about to say something when I heard, “Yo, Em! Over here.” I turned to see Keith waving me over. I looked back at Maryssa and then stalked off to my friends.

Rachael immediately took me into a tight embrace. I hugged her back. “Can you believe we actually made it?” she asked as we stepped back. I laughed and hugged both Keith and Mike. We talked for a few minuets then decided to go out for dinner at the campus cafй. By the time we finished eating and we parted ways, it was nearly 8:00. I was really tired and choose to sleep. I unlocked the door and went inside and changed into my pink hello kitty pajama bottoms and a semi-tight old navy t-shirt. I had just started braiding my long hair when I heard the door open and Maryssa walked in. I glanced at her then went back to my braid.

“Uh…I’m sorry about earlier,” she said. I shrugged and started to make up my bed, putting on my signature tiger-striped sheets, and my tiger print comforter on it. Maryssa started to do the same with her white sheets and black comforter. I was about to ease my way under my covers when, again, my cell phone rang. It was my mom this time. “Hey mom.” I said. “Did you get there ok?” she asked. “yep… no problem.” she asked me about my room and I said, “it’s ok…” We talked for a few minuets and then finally, she said, “Well, I’ll let you go then. We all love you and miss you already.” I smiled at the thought of my family. “I miss ya’ll too. Love ya…bye.” I hung up my phone and slid under the covers, intending to sleep the night through cause I was so tired. I found a comfortable position a closed my eyes.

The next thing I knew, I woke up and it was pitch black. I looked at my phone to see that it was 3:00 am. I needed to use the bathroom, so I dragged myself out of bed and into the bathroom, careful not to wake up Maryssa. When I was through, I opened the door of the bathroom to see Maryssa sitting up in her bed flipping through a magazine. “Sorry if I woke you,” I said as I crossed to my bed. “I couldn’t sleep anyways,” she replied and continued to read the magazine.

I wasn’t really tired anymore and I pulled out my laptop computer that my mom gave me when I graduated high school and I turned it on, intending on working on a story that I had started writing. I opened the document and stared at the screen. I couldn’t think of anything… suddenly, I realized what was wrong. “I’m not a prep,” I said, turning to Maryssa. She looked up, startled, and said, “Right… sure you’re not,” then went back to her magazine. “I’m not!” I argued. “Ok! You’re not a prep. Now leave me alone!” she closed the magazine and tossed it onto the floor.

“What is your problem?” I asked, “Why have you decided that you hate me? You don’t even know me!” I cried. She looked me and my stuff over… “Let me guess, you’re from the suburbs… from a nice house with loving parents and ritzy cars… You come from a financially secure lifestyle and you get whatever your little heart desires… Well, guess what little girl? Not all of us have those things in life!” with that she turned off her bed-side lamp and turned on her side, leaving me with my mouth hanging open… What was that all about? I thought to myself. I turned off my computer and turned on my side, willing myself back to sleep… It must have come because the next thing I knew I opened my eyes to the early morning light.

I groaned and stretched… I got out of bed and noticed Maryssa still sleeping. I quietly made my way to the bathroom to take a shower. As I was drying my body off I thought about what she had said last night… “Not all of us have those things in life!” I shook it off as I stepped into a pair of pink lace bikini panties and a matching bra. I had just finished brushing my teeth and was about to steep into a pair of tight jeans when the bathroom door opened. I looked up and it was Maryssa… she was staring at me, wide eyed. I dismissed her easily enough and I pulled my jeans up and zipped and snapped them. I heard the door close and I looked up and she was gone. I finished getting dressed and went out into the main room and started brushing out my wet hair.

Maryssa slipped past me and went into the bathroom and quickly shut and locked the door. I found myself daydreaming…as I’m known to do. I thought about Maryssa, for some strange reason… I’ve known that I was bisexual since I hit puberty… I wasn’t afraid to admit it either… and even though she had bitched me out last night, I still felt something for her… what it was…I don’t know… but I found myself fantasizing about what she looked like under those baggy clothes… was she busty? Average? Flat-chested? Trim? Athletically built? I caught myself as I thought about these things… what was I doing? I can’t fantasize about my room mate!!!

I heard the shower turn off and I had to force my thoughts elsewhere. I quickly finished my hair and my make-up and called Kori. We made plans to get together for lunch at noon. That was still 3 hours away… I needed a distraction. Too late. The bathroom door opened and Maryssa came out wearing her usual ensemble of baggy jeans and roomy t-shirt. Does she ever dress differently? I thought to myself. The tension in the room was high as she pulled her hair in a ponytail and I sat on my bed like an idiot, just staring at random things around the room. I was quickly getting bored and I didn’t have anyone to call or talk to. This is going to be an interesting year, I said to myself.

I brought out my laptop again and started writing. I hit a roll and before I knew it, I had written a good 2 pages. I hadn’t even been paying attention to my recent feelings and thoughts. Maryssa was still in the room, though she hardly paid me any attention as she listened to music on her head phones and read the magazine. I looked at the computer clock and it was 11:50! I was supposed to be at the campus cafй in 10 minuets!

I hurriedly put my comp on sleep mode and placed it on the desk by my bed. I grabbed my purse and my phone and slipped a pair of flip flops on my feet and raced out the door. I made it with 2 minuets to spare and I saw Kori already waiting for me. We sat and talked for a while and then she asked, “so, how’s your roommate?” I rolled my eyes. “She hates me. She’s a punk ass sk8er girl and has already made up her mind about me… and get this… she called me a prep!” Kori laughed hysterically… “You? A prep? That has to be the funniest thing I’ve heard in all my life!” I grinned and thought back to my high school days. I had always hated the preppy popular students and they returned the feelings to me. I shrugged it off though. It didn’t matter to me.

This is our story. A straight no holes barred, no dancing around the moonlight account of the events over the past few years. Its the way my wife likes it. She told me, “tell it all, nice and straight. And start from the beginning.”

And so.....

When we first got married, the sex was great. Kris surprised me with her carnal knowledge. The way she would dance her tongue around in your mouth or the effortlessness with which she took to power strokes. But make no mistake I was the master, I could ride her like a surfer on an endless wave. I knew what buttons to touch and when to move on to another part of her gorgeous body. At least that is what I thought then.

Things changed. One night we were making love/screwing/fucking and I was in heaven. I was driving myself into her, sweating and holding back the urge to ejaculate - which by the way was getting increasingly harder to do - when out of nowhere she reaches down and with her index finger starts pounding on her clitoris. Her eyes held steady onto mine and the look in her face was filled with confidence and a touch of arrogance. As she increased her finger motions, I felt her clit begin to swell, until it was actually crawling up my cock. I was stunned, she looked calm and self -assured. I started to moan, because the sensation was to much. “Fuck” I muttered. She smiled at me asked if me if I was enjoying it. And then I came and came and came. I was finished, exhausted and flacid. But Kris was not finished. She gently forced my head between her thighs and whispered for me to “lick her”. What a change. And even though I was tired, I couldn’t resist. Her brown thighs were spreading and the smell of her hormones made me crazy. You know some people just have that fuck power. I was only starting to realize that my wife was one of them. I timidly ran my tongue around her swollen and wet vagina. She used her fingers to open herself up and used her other hand to guide my head to her clitoris. Fuck, it was huge. Until that day, I had only thought of men as being well endowed or not, but I now realize that women are the same. If you don’t believe check the internet. And my wife was the stud of clitoris sizes. I could actually suck her into my mouth. Amazing how some people get everything; good looks, fuck power, and sexual endowment. As I licked her I began to realize something else, she had amazing fuck stamina and muscle control. She was able to cum when she wanted. I could feel her using her pelvic muscles to take her to the edge and then hold back. When she finally decided to cum, it was volcanic. She was lost in her own world, thrashing about the bed like a wild animal. From that night on our sex life took a dramatic turn.

Over the months Kris’s ability in bed grew and grew. She began to realize just how much better she was at fucking than me. It was good to see her confidence grow. But I could not fuck for very long without cumming, she was simply too powerful, too good for my cock. What was amazing was that the idea of her with another man really began to turn me on. I wanted to see two studs fuck, it was a fantasy and one I enjoyed thinking about a lot.

Kris began to spend a lot more time at the gym. She was a personal trainer and she was very good at it. She was always getting way more work than what she wanted. It also meant that she was probably in the best shape of her life. Muscle literally dripped and hung off every corner of her body. I also noticed how she would talk a lot more about some of her clients and their bodies.

It was clear that she had a favorite. His name was Ric and, from what she told me, he was quite something. I soon decided it was time for me to gamble. I turned up at her work one day and made certain that i met Ric. He was younger than I thought, maybe 24. Later I went through her business files and found his phone number. We set up a meeting for coffee. He was a nice guy and after an hour of shooting the shit I realized he would not hurt a fly.

At home we started talking more about him, what a nice guy he was and how his training was going. Kris loved to work with him, because he was making such progress. Then one day Kris came home very strange. She told me that Ric had tried to make a pass at her. I began rubbing her shoulders and asked her to tell me what had happened. She said everything had gone normal, until they were left alone in the gym for some extra help he had asked for. “Every time he passed by me he made a point of rubbing himself along my back side.” she said.

I told her he was young and harmless. She said she was also about to brush it off as just a horny young male, but something else happened. “He was doing his cool down and he asked he to please hold his feet while he did a few crunches. and he got a huge boner.” she said. I laughed.


“So, what is wrong with that?

“Nothing, except he didn’t do anything to hide it, it was like he wanted me to notice.” She giggled

It was then that I could smell her. I looked over her shoulders at her sexy thighs and I realized, she was horny too. “Did you” I asked.

“Did I what?”

“Notice” as I said this i slipped around in front of her got to my knees and began licking her calves and the insides of her thighs. I knew she was wet, I could smell it.

“I did notice” she said.

With that I dove my tongue into her and she began gyrating her self all over me. Her smell and the taste of her me made me crazy. I wanted to lick her forever. Soon her massive clitoris was erect and in my mouth. She squeezed her muscular thighs over my shoulders, grabbed the edges of her chair seat and began fucking my mouth. She had lately learned how to use my tongue to fuck herself. It was incredible to feel her hips, thighs and pelvis move around the tip of my tongue. I wanted to cum.

She heard me moaning and sensed I was bulging and ready to burst. I could feel her relax and slowly she drew my tongue to the base and tip of her clitoris, and then just before she came she stopped and pulled my cock into her. It was tight and deep, like I could push forever. Her clitoris wrapped itself around me like a glove and she used her pelvic muscle to fuck my cock. I threw my head back and moaned like a baby. It felt good and she knew it. Then as if on cue she looked straight at me and said. “I am cuming.” She arched her back, threw her head back and pulled me in. She was in her own world of ecstasy, and she rode and rode every moment of the ride, and the ride went on forever. I could feel her cum shooting past my cock, a puddle forming on the bed sheets. It was 3 to 5 minutes of power cuming, she confirmed her stud status by having the best clitoral orgasm I had ever witnessed. She was good.

With satin cum still leaking out of her, she placed her hands on my hips and pushed and pulled me out of her. I was amazed by her, she was willing to go on fucking to satisfy me. She would endure a little discomfort to make me cum. I felt bad, I wanted her to enjoy it, not to put up with it solely for the purpose of satisfying me. After all, there was no way a women felt like fucking after having an orgasm. With this in mind, I began to slow down my strokes and was preparing to cuddle and hold her to sleep.

“There is more”, she whispered.

“Really”, I replied.

“He was so persistent, showing me his penis and his body, that eventually...”, she paused.

“Eventually what?” I asked.

“I got wet”.

“I could not do anything but sit down, I felt flushed. His persistence really flattered me. Made me feel good. It was then I decided to lock up the gym and to see where this would go.” she stopped.

“Go on” I insisted.

By now my cock was starting to assert itself in her again. She felt it and looked deep within my eyes to search for any pain. If there was any, it was clouded by lust. She knew I was enjoying this. She put her arms behind her head and looked at the ceiling.

“You sure” she asked.

“Sure”, I swallowed.

And so she told me what happened. She sat across the room and slowly spread her legs. She could feel his ears and crotch pick up. He turned towards her - he groaned. She let him crawl to her and lick her. Then she stripped him naked and walked all around him feeling her way along his steel sculpted body. “I’ve done a good job on you, your hard as a rock.” She squeezed her self tight behind him and began rubbing her clitoris on his ass.

She reached around his waist and felt his washboard abs, his thick, long cock. She rubbed it and stroked it until it was like a steel shaft. She wanted him to cum. She pulled him closer and whispered in his ear. “You want to fuck me, don’t you?” He muttered yes. He could barely swallow. She ground her huge, swollen clitoris into his tight ass, rubbed it up and down until she felt the blood rush from her head and her knees began to buckle. Her hand tightened on his cock and she felt it bulge, its huge veins swelling to the point of bursting.

She loved the power. She dug her clit deep into his ass and let the sensations wave throughout her body.

“I am good aren’t I.”

“Yes” he stuttered.

She squeezed hard on his cock and he moaned and bucked, but with such grace and skill that she only felt her clitoris rub even harder on his muscle. His cock suddenly jerked with the force of a fire hose and he unloaded on the wall across the room. Kris wrapped her one leg tight around him and let herself go. She felt her cum pour out of her onto his ass and down his leg. He was still ejaculating, after all he was young and in his prime. She had really fucked him, and that is what she liked the most.

He collapsed to the floor and panted, completely out of energy. She left him there and went to shower. When she came out he was gone.

By now I was coming in my wife again. She smiled and kissed me hard on the lips. We went to sleep in each other’s arms with the scent of love all around us. I loved her and admired her more than ever.

Back when I was 15 i had the greatest experience of my life with my brother's girlfriend. My brother had taken responsibility for me after my parents died he was 18 and had the hottest girlfriend I had ever seen. She was 5'7", had black medium length hair, long smooth legs, large breasts (either a large c or small d-cup), and she had the nicest ass!
One day while my brother was at work I decided to sneak a camera into the bathroom and hide it under a stack of towels, so when Melissa woke up and took a shower I'd have something to jack off to later.
After she had taken her shower I went and took one (to retrieve the video camera). After I had stashed the video in my room I went dwnstairs to eat lunch. I couldn't help but stare at Melissa as she cooked. She was wearing tight leather pants with no panty lines showing, and a tight shirt that looked as if her breasts were going to tear straight through it. I felt my cock begin to rise so I quickly sat down to hide it under the table. When melissa brought the food over to the table she bent down to place it in front of me and I got a perfect view of her cleavage. My cock began to hurt I needed to relieve myself. I quickly ate then explained that I was tired and was going take a nap. "OK, I'll just keep myself company" ,she said smiling at me.
I ran upstairs into my room and popped in the video. I hadn't remebered to lock my door. I was watching the video and jerking off when I heard my door open. Melissa was standing there with her eyes fixed on me. She quickly recovered and gasped, "Oh my god! You little pervert!" And she shut the door. I ran out of my room before I even put my pants on, and could only think of one thing, "Melissa you're not going to tell my brother are you?" I begged. She turned around and gasped, "PUT SOME PANTS ON OR SOMEHING!" I realized how awkward she must have felt so I ran to my room and put some pants on.
When I came back downstairs I had my mind set on convincing her not to tell my brother. She sat me down then sat down next to me and said, "Listen kid I won't tell your brother a thing. I should have knocked before entering. If anything I should be getting punished. How about you just give me the video and we forget about this entire mess. Deal?"
"OK, I'll go get it." ,I said realizing how lucky I was that she wasn't going to tell my brother.
I went upstairs and still having to relieve myself began jerking off to the video again. My door opened again and she walked in. "OH NO!" I thought. Stupid me had left the door unlocked again. I pretended to act like it was her fault. "Why don't you knock?" I yelled. "I'll teach you
you little bitch!" I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her over my lap. I began spanking her violently and listened to her yelp in pain. This only aroused me more and my hard cock began pressing into her stomach. I pulled down her pants a little exposing her ass and began spanking it. She was still yelping, but I could tell she was starting to get aroused. I pulled her up by the hair and then pushed her onto my bed. I leapt on her and ripped her shirt off exposing her large perky breasts and I began to rub her left breast while sucking on her right nipple. She began to moan softly, and I realized she would not stop me now. Her nipples quickly became erect as I sucked and massaged her breasts.
After playing with her breasts for a while I pulled her pants the rest of the way off exposing her beautiful pink shaved pussy. I slowly moved my kisses down her stomach until I reached her pussy then I began
licking her pussy lapping up all of her juices. She began to moan loudly so I stopped licking and started to guide my dick towards her pussy. "No, in the ass", she said. So i grabbed her by the hair and stood her up. I put some lotion around her asshole first to lubricate then I bent her over and becoming very excited I rammed all 6 1/2 inches of my cock into her ass. She screamed in pain but as I began pumping she began to moan in pleasure I ran one of my hands between her thighs and began fingering her wet pussy. Her body began to shake and she orgasmed at the same time that I shot my load deep inside of her ass.
Me and her never had sex again, but she never did take the videotape away from me either...