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When we got to Jessica’s house, we got out of our vehicles, and walked inside. She had a two story house with a full basement. As we walked in, Jessica took her and Katie’s bras that she had from work, and threw them on the living room couch with her purse. Katie set her purse down on the couch as well.
“So, what do you guys want to drink?” Jessica walked into her kitchen and opened up a cupboard. It was her liquor cabinet. She had almost anything anyone would want in there. “Come here, pick your poison.”
Katie and I walked over to the cupboard and looked through it for a minute. “I’ll have a vodka-cranberry. You got cranberry juice?” Katie asked.
“Yup, it’s in the refrigerator. Jeremy? Whaddya want?”
“Oh, I’ll be easy, just a rum and coke. But make it a double. It’s been a long, hard week.” I looked at Katie, “No pun intended.”
Katie said, “Yeah right. No, I agree it did seem like a long week.”
Jessica poured our drinks and led us downstairs. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, Jessica turned on the lights. Her basement was big; she must have had the wall taken out to create more room. It was set up like a large bar. Neon lights on the walls, a dart board in the corner, there was a pool table and a full wet bar with two taps for beer. It was very nice. “Look, there, the grand finale,” Jessica pointed to the opposite corner. She had a small stage built and s shiny silver pole went from floor to ceiling. “Let me turn on the stage lights, hold on.” Jessica walked over behind the bar, flipped a switch and three spotlights turned on all facing the stage.
“That’s great! I love your basement. It’s big.” I told Jessica as I took a swig of my cocktail.
“Thanks. Yeah, we took the bedroom walls out a couple of years ago to make more room.”
“We?” I asked.
“Yeah, my boyfriend at the time and I. We broke up about a year ago and I kept the house. Let’s not talk about him, he’s an ass hole! So, Katie, are you ready to make some money?”
“Uh, no, not yet. You know that I need to get a couple of drinks in me before I even get close to that thing. Let’s play some pool for a bit.”
“I knew you would say that. I know how much you like wood sticks and balls.” Jessica said, walking over to take the cover off of the table.
“Shut up, you like ‘em too, and you know it. I honestly wanted to play a game or two of pool.”
“Hey,” I chimed in, “I have an idea. Let’s play cut-throat. And, to make it more interesting, I think if when you miss a shot, you either have to take a shot or take an article of clothes off. What do you say?”
Jessica got a big grin on her face, “Hell yeah. That sounds like a good idea. Katie, you in?”
“Yeah, sure, why not. I’m probably gonna be the first one drunk and naked anyway. Why not speed up the process?”
“Sweet, I’ll let you two fight over who wants to break. I’ll go last.”
“Katie, you can break, you’re the guest. I gotta warn you Jeremy, I don’t lose often. Ask Katie.”
Katie nodded her head. “That’s fine; I haven’t played in a while, so I’m probably not that great anyway.”
I racked the balls in the triangle and Katie broke. The game went on and after a while, Jessica and Katie only had their underwear and skirts on. I still had my shirt, pants and boxers on, but it was my turn. I got the cue, and went on a rampage, clearing the table. “Huh, looks like I won. Sorry girls. Another game?”
“Sure,” Katie said. “Do we start completely over? Or do we stay like this?”
“That is up to you two.”
Jessica spoke up, “I say we start over and make it fair.” We all put our clothes back on and I broke, sinking the 7 ball. I lined up for my next shot when Jessica walked over behind the pocked I was shooting at. She turned around, and bent over, exposing her ass to me, and the small g-string that barely covered anything and split her right up the middle. “Oops, I think I dropped something. Let me grab it.” She stayed there, like that, until I shot the ball. I missed badly. “Huh, Mr. Pool Shark missed a shot. Katie, pants or shirt?”
“Pants.” Jessica came over to me, unbuckled my belt and undid my button and zipper. She pulled my pants down to my ankles and pulled them off. My erection was sticking almost out of my boxers. As Jessica stood up, she brushed her hand against my hard-on, making it pop out of the opening in the front of my boxers.
“Well, well, what is this?” She grasped it, knelt down and studied it closely.
“I think you’re supposed to put it in your mouth Jessica,” Katie said as she walked over to us.
“Oh, like this?” Jessica opened her mouth, aimed my cock at it and inserted me into her mouth. “Hmmmm. That is nice.”
Playing along, Katie walked up, got on her knees and said, “What does it taste like Jess? Let me try it.” Jessica removed my cock from her mouth, but still holding it in her hand, guided me into Katie’s mouth. “Wow that is good. I need one of these all the time.” Katie bobbed her head back and forth on my rod as Jessica stroked me. Katie reached up to her shirt and started to unbutton it.
“Oh no you don’t. You can’t get away with it that easily girl,” Jessica said. “I know what you’re doing. You still gotta get up on the pole and strip for us.”
“Damn, at least I tried to get out of it. Well,” Katie chugged the rest of her drink, “Let’s go then.” She stood up and walked over to the stripper pole. Jessica stood up, still with my cock in her hand, and pulled me gently over to the chairs in front of the pole. I sat down, Jessica picked up Katie’s and my glasses, walked over behind the bar, turned on the music and refilled our glasses.
Jessica walked back over and handed me and Katie our drinks. Katie had another sip, set her glass down and started to move with the music. Jessica filled up her glass again, and came and sat in the chair next to me. She handed me a paper-clipped stack of Monopoly money and had one for herself. I looked at it and grinned. “I can’t give you real money, I don’t make that much,” Jessica said as she took a drink then set her glass on the table. We started tossing our fake money at Katie as she danced. She turned around, bent over and grabbed her ankles. She slowly stood up, sliding her hands up her legs, over her ass, across her stomach, pulling her shirt up a little, and brought her hands to her hair, pulling it up on the top of her head. She reached out, grabbed the pole and spun herself around it, ending up sitting on the stage floor with the pole pressing up against her crotch. She brought her right leg up around the pole and turned so she was on all fours, facing away from us. She crawled backwards toward me, putting her feet on either side of my head, and backed her ass up to my face. I stuck my tongue out and licked the small string going up her ass crack. “That’s hot!” Jessica said.
Katie crawled back fully onto the stage, spun around on her knees, and slowly started to unbutton her shirt. Jessica and I each took a few fake bills and set them on the edge of the stage. Katie unbuttoned her shirt all the way, but left it on. She bent over and picked up the money by squeezing her tits together on it. She stood up on her knees, holding her tits, then let go of them, letting the money fall to the floor. She stood up onto her feet, turned around and started to unzip her skirt. She slid it down her legs, bending over at the waist, and kicked it off at Jessica. Jessica caught it and threw it to the side. Katie brought her hands up the back of her legs and slipped her thumbs under her g-string. “Yeah, take it off girl!” Jessica yelled over the music. Katie slowly slid her g-string down her ass, stopping half way. She stood up, turned around and opened up her shirt, baring her beautiful chest. I felt the blood rushing back into my cock so I took a few more dollars and threw them at her. I saw Katie’s eyes as they drifted down my body to my re-hardening cock. She slid her shirt off of her arms, twirled it around in the air laughing and threw it at me. I tossed it to the side and refocused on her body.
Katie reached for the pole again, and spun around it a couple of times. She got back down on all fours and started to crawl toward Jessica. Jessica took a couple bills and put them in her mouth. Katie, rolled around so she was on her back and scooted toward Jessica, ass first. “Come here sweetie, I have something for you,” Jessica said. Katie moved so her feet were on either side of Jessica’s shoulders and brought her pussy up to Jessica’s face. Jessica moved her face up and laid the money on Katie’s shaved mound right above her pussy, and then she grabbed her g-string with her teeth and pulled her head back. Katie scooted backward on her ass letting Jessica keep the g-string in her mouth. Katie was now naked except for her shoes. I looked over to Jessica and saw that she was looking down at my cock that was growing harder each second. Katie turned around, got up on all fours again, and crawled back to the pole. My eyes turned to her glistening pussy while Jessica’s were still fixated on my cock. I watched as Katie got up on her feet, keeping her hands on the floor, and spreading her legs. Her pussy and ass were right there, waiting to be touched. I reached out but she was too far away. As I brought my hand back to my lap, I felt Jessica’s hand grasp my hard-on.
“Huh, what’s this mister?” She started to slowly stroke my shaft. She brought her other hand over and slid my boxers off.
“Now that’s not real fair,” Katie said. “Jessica, you’re the only one with your clothes still on. Come on Jeremy, Let’s get her naked too. I reached over and peeled Jessica out of her shirt as Katie leaned down and slid her mini-skirt off, pulling her g-string with it, exposing her cleanly shaven pussy. Jessica spread her legs a little and returned her hand to my cock. Katie got back up on the stage and continued dancing. She lay down on her back, spread her legs and started to rub her pussy with one hand as the other one grabbed her breast. Jessica looked up to see this. We both watched Katie for a little while. Jessica then turned to me, leaned over and aimed my cock at her mouth. She stuck her tongue out and made circles around the tip. Katie crawled over behind Jessica and spanked her. “NO! That’s mine.”
“Oh, sorry,” Jessica said as she sat back up.
Katie got back on the stage on all fours again. She crawled over to me, looked at Jessica and said, “See?” She grabbed my cock and put me into her mouth. She slowly slid her head down, taking the length of my cock into her mouth. She got her lips all the way to the base of my shaft the first time down. When she brought her head back up, she looked at me and smiled. “Do you like that Jeremy?”
“Oh yeah, that’s great. You can do that again.” I said.
Jessica stood up out of her chair and walked over behind me as Katie swallowed my cock again. Jessica put her hands on my chest and ran her fingernails down my chest and then back up. As she did this, she pressed her tits into the back of my shoulders. I could feel her nipples sticking out and poking me. I brought one of my hands behind me, found her leg and started to rub her inner thigh. Katie pulled her head up, releasing my dick from her mouth, turned her head sideways and licked my pole top to bottom and back up. The feeling was amazing. I tried to slide my hand up to Jessica’s crotch, but with her shoes still on, she was too tall. I grabbed her leg and pulled her around to the side of me. I pulled her leg up and put her foot on my leg, opening up her legs right in front of my face.
I leaned over and started to lick and kiss her inner thighs as Katie continued the oral assault on my cock, taking me into her mouth and bobbing up and down. Jessica started to moan the more I kissed her thighs. I slid my hand around to her ass, squeezed it, and pulled her pussy into my face. I stuck out my tongue and began to lick her clit. Katie pulled her head off of my cock and crawled up onto my lap. She sat down on my lap, pushing my cock up against my abdomen. She started to grind her wet pussy against my shaft. Jessica was getting nice and wet as I continued to lick her clit. I slid my thumb underneath her and inserted it into her wet slit. I brought my other hand to Katie. I found her stomach, ran my hand up to her chest, flicking her nipples with each finger as I went over them. Then, I took my hand, slid it down her chest, over her stomach, and down to her clit. My thumb landed on her clit and I started to rub it as she continued to grind on my cock. She started to grind faster on me the more I rubbed her. Jessica reached down with her hand, grabbed my cock, pushing Katie back, and started to stroke me. She stroked me a couple of times then aimed my cock down at Katie’s wet pussy. Katie raised herself up over my hard-on, and lowered herself onto me. This time, she was hot inside. It was nice and warm earlier, but now she was hot.
Jessica let go of my cock as Katie lowered herself all the way onto me and continued grinding. I never stopped licking Jessica’s clit; I moved my tongue faster over her clit. Jessica started to moan more. My brought my hand up from Katie’s clit to her chest and started to pull on her nipples. “Yeah, do that Jeremy. I love that!” I pulled harder on them and licked Jessica’s pussy faster. Jessica kept moaning more and more. “Shit, if it’s really that good Jess, you wanna switch? I need a good pussy licking.”
Jessica took her foot off of my leg as Katie stood up off of my cock. “Yeah,” Jessica said, “I want to feel his cock in my pussy.” They switched places. Katie put her leg up on me as Jessica had hers and Jessica positioned herself over my cock. She grabbed it and lowered herself on me. “Oh my God that’s big Kate.”
“I told you it was. I thought you could handle it no matter what size it was?”
“I though so, but damn,” Jessica replied. She lowered herself slowly half way onto my cock then she brought herself back up taking me out of her. She was trying to catch her breath. Jessica lowered herself again. I felt my head press against her wet slit as I started to lick and kiss Katie’s wet pussy. I ran my tongue from her clit, over her lips, to her g-spot and back. I could hear Katie start to moan a little so I moved my tongue around her clit faster. Jessica had re-inserted me into her and was trying to get her tight pussy all the way down on my cock. She was so tight it almost hurt. It felt so good to have such a tight pussy engulf my hard-on. She gasped and pushed herself down onto me and finally got the length of my cock into her. She sat there for a minute trying to catch her breath and make her pussy relax and open up to accept my rather large cock. Jessica slid back up and down again, moving slowly. I could feel her start to loosen and I could feel her juices lubing me up. She started to get more comfortable and began to move up and down on me a little faster. Katie was moaning now from my tongue going crazy on her clit. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her slit more. I moved my tongue down and stuck it into her pussy. She tasted so good. I pushed into her a few more times then returned to her clit. I brought my hand up to her crotch and stuck one finger into her. This was pretty loose so I stuck a second one in, then a third. I had three fingers in her snatch and my tongue on her clit. Katie was moving her hips back and forth with the movement of my hand and tongue.
Jessica was bouncing up and down easier now, taking the full length of me into her cunt. She started to moan louder the more she fucked me. I was pumping against her movements, making sure I was penetrating her all the way. Katie grabbed the back of my head and pulled me hard into her pussy. She started to scream and moan louder. She grabbed a handful of my hair, and said, “Open your mouth Jeremy. I’m gonna cu…OH SHIT! HERE IT COMES!” She yelled. I felt the small spray of her juice hit my tongue and lips. She tried to pull me mouth into her more but I couldn’t get any closer. I rotated my head side to side, keeping my mouth open around her pussy, but rubbing my top lip on her clit as much as I could, causing her to go crazy. The feel and taste of her cum in my mouth, made my balls tighten up. I twitched my cock inside of Jessica. She returned it by squeezing my cock with her already tight pussy.
“Oh my God Jess, I’m about to cum. I’m gonna cum!” I said in ecstasy.
“Go inside me. I love the feel of cum in my pussy.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I got my shot Wednesday. I’m good. Now fuckin’ cum in me.”
Her pussy tightened up around my cock more as I felt my balls push the cum up my shaft. I pushed up into her hard and let my cock explode into her pussy. Jessica screamed out of pleasure as she climaxed. She leaned toward me, grabbed my head out of Katie’s crotch and directed me to her chest. “Bite ‘em. Bite my tits,” she commended me. I obliged. I opened my mouth stuck my tongue out to find her nipple, and started to bite down on it. Katie reached her hand in between us and started rubbing Jessica’s clit. Jessica screamed more, tightened up her pussy and held her breath. I could feel her juices dripping down the base of my cock and onto my balls.
“Oh my God that was great!” I said, gasping for air. I couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I mentally had to tell myself to breathe. I finally caught up with my heartbeat and pulled my head out of Jessica’s chest. I picked my head up and looked at Katie and Jessica. I was speechless, but they knew exactly what I was thinking. They each smiled at me, leaned down and kissed me, then each other. Jessica slowly stood up off of my cock, sliding it out of her dripping pussy. Katie bent down to lick Jessica’s juices off of me. She inserted me into her mouth, running her tongue over the tip, making me pull my sensitive cock quickly out of her mouth.
Jessica took a couple steps back and sat on the stage. I looked at her pussy. It was dripping wet and it appeared to be stretched out from my cock. “Look,” she said, pointing at her pussy. “I’m all wet and stretched out now. Damn that was a great fuck. Jeremy, your cock is amazing! I haven’t fucked like that in a long time. Holy shit.” She leaned back, putting her hands on the stage and caught her breath.
Katie stood up, letting my softening cock fall out of her mouth, and said, “You sure know how to eat a girl out too. That was great! I’m so glad I had the nerve to talk to you earlier. Otherwise, Jess and I would be out at some bar, getting hit on by some guys that we don’t even want to look at. Thanks for coming over.”

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Fantasy

A fantasy come true

This is the story of one of my longest fantasies told from the perspective of the guy. Some of this is true but most of it unfortunately isn’t. Enjoy!

Fantasm

Blinding Lust 2: The Dark Lord’s Awakening

Disclaimer: I hoped you liked the first part of this saga I have started…it’s my first sex story, I have yet to expand more…but I hope you will understand…I will try my best to meet your expectations in the stories to follow…but I hope you will follow this story as it progresses…and it would be helpful if you leave me comments…hope you will enjoy…
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Blinding Lust 2 – The Dark Lord’s Awakening
No ordianry man could hear it, and he had never been more proud of himself for choosing this place for this very moment that he had been waiting…it had been 22 years since he first heard that beat…that single powerful beat of her heart…like a radar, signaling her arrival…and finally awaken, he whispered in the air…”At last…”
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After her quick dinner, Ramona led her to her room upstairs on the east wing of the mansion…the room is the last room on that side…when they entered, Natalia was beyond shocked, surprised, stunned because the room she was taken to is so large…almost a quarter of the size of the orphanage…and it’s too beautiful…like the rest of the house it is white and adorned with beautiful decors that has gold details…only these one is more feminine…and it has a balcony that not only opens to the whole east side of the mansion but also has a view of the front and back part of it…a perfect 180 degree view…and the ocean ahead was just stunning…she wanted badly to savor it all but she was really tired…and she has yet to meet the rest of the staff the next day…but the moment that she was standing on the side of the bed, she collapsed onto it immediately.
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It was same darkness…same garden…but this time, the roses didnt melt…just stayed on the stems that held them…but still all bloody red…she looked around and noticed that it has gotten really big compared last time…she was just surrounded by plants…she was absent-midedly wandering around, looking for an exit when she felt “it”…desperately, she ran and ran…her feet were bare and now feeling numb as the path gets colder and colder….but she didnt slow down,,,she ran even faster…she saw a little clearing ahead, then ran towards it….she stumbled as she got inside the clearing…to her dismay…what she thought was the exit, she figured immediately, given the paths that surrounded, she was stucked more than ever…she was now standing right in the middle of that garden…frustrated and wanting to cry, she sat in the middle of the cirlce where all paths joined…closed her eyes, hoping she could get out of it…then the wind blew around her then suddenly died…but before she could open her eyes…she heard “it”…she heard “him”…
“Natalia….” spoken in the most softest whisper she ever heard
…but what startled her most was the proximity… the voice came just right at the back of her ear…she slowly stood up as he heard and felt him breathing right at the back of her neck…his breath sending chills all over her body…determined, she took a deep breath and quickly turned to finally see him….yet what greeted her was a blinding light… the morning light…
A dream, she sighed…she knew she was dreaming…but that dream seemed to feel more real than reality…then “reality” hits her…
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“NO! I’m late!” she hissed to herself…she cannot be late on her first official day of work…although she cannot tell what time it was since there was no clock in the room, she knew how late in morning it was simply by seeing the direction of the sun’s rays in her room….
She quickly went to the bathroom and was surprised with herself for she opened the correct door despite there were other three doors…and yet again stunned by how enormous the size is for a bathroom…she wanted to marvel and look into every detail of the room but she had to hurry…
the day went on with her following Ramona around the house…she met the rest of the staff that also stays in the mansion…of course, Ramona, 58 the eldest, is the one supervising and delegating task for the staff…Luisa, 55 the other lady from last night, is the cook…Pete, 49, is the driver…and Martin, 58, the gardener…and she can’t believe that only four people were actually keeping the whole place in great form…not to mention that they’re almost nearing their retirement…
later that afternoon, after Ramona showed her office and the papers and files she has to read and organize, mostly expenses and bank statements, she felt really tired and decided to take a nap…
She had been sleeping for only thirty minutes when she was awakened by a loud screeching noise, the kind of sound a car produced when it suddenly stops…she hurried towards the balcony and looked down the driveway…she saw the marks and followed it towards the shiny red car which was parked in front of the house…Natalia, has no idea when it comes to cars and luxury in general, but she knew that it’s one expensive car…she saw no one went out..and convinced that it is her duty to attend to all matters of the estate, she hurried downstairs…
the moment she opened the door…time stood still…her eyes, wider than it’s already wide size…lips, parted a bit as if she lost her breath…she held the knob as if her life depended on it…for what was standing in front of her, who is totally blocking her path…was a tall, slim, fit, and unbelievably, handsome being…
his hair, was darker than the darkest night which is in complete contrast to his pale but glowing skin…his face, square with very musculine jaw yet soft in some strange way…his mouth, a little pouty but still very manly and looks so soft…his nose was just perfect size…and his eyes…they struck her most…so deep…so black with silver-like lining around the iris…lashes, so thick and long…and they look down at her with such intensity that she felt like melting….she can’t help but stare back at him…then his lips opened to give her a sheepish smile, just enough for her to see his perfect white teeth..then the smile faded as he saw her looking at his mouth…she knew he caught her and so she bowed her head shyly, trying to avoid his knowing eyes…and he spoke… “Natalia?”
Natalia almost jumped as he heard him mentioned her name…she felt something familiar but couldnt point a finger on…she tried to calm herself because inside, she was shaking…but her reactions, no matter how small or unnoticeable they would seem, was all clear to him…he can see everything from her swallowing to the way she’s breathing to every blink of her eyes…anything, everything..and he would pay any price just to know her thoughts…but he knows he should take it slow..he doesnt want history to repeat itself…and for what seem like forever of silence…he spoke again…”Are you not going to answer me lady?
Instantly, Natalia broke out from oblivion and look at the man…Who is this man? she thought…and carefully chose her words as she said…”I am sorry but may I know who you are? For all I know, you might just be an intruder?” she saw him raised his eyebrows…but before she could do the same, she saw Ramona a few steps at the back of the man.
and apologetically introduced them both, “Ms Natalia, Lord Cedric de Seville II, the only son of late Cedric de Seville I…Lord Cedric, as I mentioned earlier, the lady is the new administrator of the estate, Ms. Natalia Acres…” and Natalia just wanted to evaporate.
she then look at him apologetically but before she could state her apologies, he turned around and with his business and all seriousness tone, said…” Very well, meet me in the office, I’ll be there shortly” then proceed towards the end of the west wing…and she got worried all of a sudden…not by the meeting later but the fact that his bedroom is situated same as hers…right across hers…doors facing…how can she avoid him if ever, she thought…
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She waited for almost an hour in the office when he finally arrived…but she can’t complain about it…technically, she works for him now…she watched him as he walked across the room towards the back of the desk…he completely changed his clothes…from black suit to white long-sleeved shirt, white cotton pants, and white shoes…it’s like seeing two sides of him…earlier he looked tensed and serious…now he still looked serious but with a carefree feel to him…
He gestured her to take a seat in a front of the desk…which of course she followed dutifully…walking slowly with head slightly bowed….little did Natalia know that this little act of obedience is taken seriously and noted…
As she took her seat…he went directly to reading…Natalia need not wonder what it was as he said… “No wonder it sounded familiar…of course, Golden Acres Orphanage…very convenient Ms Acres” he was talking without looking at her, which she’s thankful of coz she is not totally focused…he distracts her enormously…and that voice…she felt the same familiarity again…and her frustration just heightened..
“I knew my father sponsored different charities and institutions but I just recently learned that he favored most the said Orphanage…you being here is proof enough to that…” he looked at her this time with that sheepish smile again but went back to reading immediately…and how she wanted to roll her eyes…
“I also learned that the support will continue as long as one from said orphanage works as the new administrator of the estate…and I must say that it’s one good decision indeed…although I am confused why my father would just leave the care of this estate to a complete stranger…” Then he looked back at her, this time with an intesity she couldnt fathom…she felt it…but not knowing how to deal with it, she closed her eyes, taking deep breath…much to his appreciation…he smiled widely…but it faded when she opened up her eyes…and he was taken aback by the intensity yet soft look in them as she said…”I apologize for interrupting Mr. de Seville, if I may give an opinion…it appears that you have been made known to the facts of my presence here…yes, I may be a complete strange and i have yet to prove my worth here but i guarantee you that I will work very hard so that the support given to our orphanage will be worth every penny…and that your father’s money will not be wasted…and that these estate will be very very well taken cared of while I am her…” she gasped, cannot believe how she just give away such litany…but instead to bow her head, she reciprocated the intense look he’s giving her…
Lord Cedric was enraged by her sudden speech without permission and most especially, furious with her looking at him with defiance….but no matter how he wanted to stay mad at her, he finds her little act of courage…charming….he sucked all emotions in as he looked at her blankly and he began his own speech, with a cold tone to his voice……”First, Ms. Acres…I dont like being interrupted like you just did…you were not given permission to speak…always bear that in mind…Second, unless it hasnt occur to your rather surprisingly intelligent mind for an orphan, I am now the owner of this estate…thus, you work for me…and if I dont find your performance satisfying or your skills suited here, up to me if you can stay or not…now we wouldnt want that coz i believe the orphanage where you came from only have you, for now, to take over the duties so that they will still be supported…this means you have no choice but to answer to my every bidding…” he said the last part with an obvious emphasis which didnt slip from Natalia’s keen hearing…and seeing her wide-eyed yet composed, he knew she is not an easy one but he also knew he got her…”You may speak your mind now Ms. Acres, I can feel your protests from here”
Natalia can’t believe what she just heard, especially the part when he spoke of his every bidding…she sensed something dark and cold feel lurking in the air…but worrying is not her attitude…besides, she had her mind set that she is doing it for the orphanage, especially the children whom she cares more than herself…and she will, no matter what…defeated, she said softly while still bowing her head…”I understand Mr de Seville…I have long accepted that its not a matter of choice but that of responsibilut…if you may be so kind to tell me what exactly my duties are…”
“Ms. Acres, if you are to speak to me, always look at me…” Natalia immediately straightened up and tried hard to look back at him even though she felt like she could metl anytime…sensing her discomfort…Lord Cedric was beyond joy knowing that he affects her…for a while he thought that this little creature would be hopeless…satisfied, he speak again..” Good, keep that attitude and we will do just fine…Another thing, I am not Mr. de Seville, that would be my father…so from now on, address me as Lord Cedric…and as for your duties…for now you have to organize the papers left by the passing of the previous administrator…you handle and settle all bills…and make sure that the household staff is doing their tasks properly and that everything in the estate is running smoothly…I am a very busy person Ms. Acres, I dont have time for any unneccesary troubles…and if you have mastered all these, we will go from there…as I may need your service out of the estate…” he saw the protest in her eyes, so he waived her a hand, as if halting her…”I dont have to remind you that I am your boss now…”
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Natalia couldnt believe that talking to a person would be very exhausting…she was relived that he didnt ate dinner with her coz that would certainly kill her appetite…fortunately, he had to leave to attend a business emergency…and as she lay comfortably in bed, she never felt more alone in her life…she’s torn between regret and her responsibility…but she didnt dwell on that thought for long as sleep consumed her.
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the cold wind woke her…and for a brief moment, upon opening her eyes, she got scared but eventually replaced by feeling at ease and shockingly, content as she was back to that same garden…only this time, it felt more real although she knew that she’s still dreaming…
she was still in the middle of that garden, as if a continuation of the last dream…but this time, she felt really cold…then to her surprise, she realized that she’s almost naked…what wrapped her looked like a blanket…made of the thinnest cloth…she held it tightly onto her chest so that it wont fall…then there it was again, wind blew around her, and red petals danced around her, then suddenly stopped…all petals dropped around her…she gasped as she literally saw the petals turned into a bed beneath her…
“Our bed of roses…” time just stood still as she heard that soft voice, and she knew he was just behind her…then her knees weakened as he again mentioned her name…”Natalia” a husky whisper…she could have fell on her knees then but he immediately placed his hands around her waist, holding her still…and her body frozed the moment she felt him behind her…his hard toned chest pressing on her bare back, just above her shoulder blades…the looked down on the arms that’s wrapped around her, both hands flat on her belly, pulling her tightly to him…his hands, strong and felt hard despite the cloth between them and her belly…she can almost see his veins as his hands were too pale…absent-mindedly, she placed her hands on top of his, a complete contrast to his complexion…hers were tan, his…almost as pale as white…and somehow, somewhere she found it very familiar….
she could have stood there long in her absent state…she was too shocked to even think what to do…then she felt his lips…soft yet very cold lips brushing along her earlobes…she didnt just freezed, she was freezing cold by such contact…”…i” she tried to speak but couldnt find a word to say…
“shhhhh….” again, in a very soft husky whisper, causing her to feel colder than below freezing point…he continued to say…”hush…do not speak a word…no need to be scared…this is a dream….let’s make if feel as real and as good as it could be…” just like that, no matter how her mind protested, Natalia was hypnotized…
Feeling her succumb…he started kissing her along thhe neck and shoulder…She gave a soft moan, that made him start moving his hands too…being a virgin and naive, very naive to all things sexual, her mind is spinning with the pleasure his kisses brought to her entire system… Natalia completely lost all her strength to fight…and let herself fall…and instinctively, she let go holding the blanket, and both hands went back up her head, one to grab his hair which was thick and the other hand went further back to reach his neck, pulling him closer to her…and his kisses turned to licking, sucking then kissing again her ears, jaw, neck, shoulders….
Natalia moaned louder when she felt his hard hands cupping her breasts…her moan only made him squeeze her breast then started pinching both nipples at the same time…rolling them in between thumb and index fingers…in return, Natalia started sliding up and down her back onto him…like they were dancing to a tune only them can hear, called lust…after battling with himself…he decided to be very careful not to let her feel his erection as he bends down a bit for her small frame…his erection was safely a foot away from hitting her butt…he wanted so badly to fuck her right there and then but…she’s not ready, he told himself in silence…
Natalia’s breathing became really hard…she was moaning….listening to her pleasure, he left one breast and slide down to her belly, not stopping until he reached her mound…what surprised him even if he was hoping for it is that given just a little stimulation, Natalia was really soaking wet…his hands cupped all her wetness…it made her open her eyes and gasped…but before she could even let out a sound..his fingers found her clit hidden in her soft black pubic hair…”this has to go someday darling…” he said huskily referring to the hair and started to maasage her it gently…this only made her moan louder and louder after every moan as his pace sped up…her eyes closing then open to roll up…her head laid on his shoulder as he continued to kiss, lip, and suck her ears. neck. shoulders…also carefully hiding his face out of her sight…
Natalia continued moaning harder, she was making glutteral sound as he continued to massage her clit in a frantic speed…she felt something building up inside her, something she cannot comprehend…she’s feeling mixed emotions as he continued to play her with her clit…confusion, pleasure, excitement, rage, frustration…all at the same time…she felt like she was going to be crazy….
He felt her belly tightened…and he was sure she’s close and so he placed his thum on her clit as his middle finger slowly entered her cunt…careful not to break her hymen…he intends to have her cock break that…
Natalia felt his finger slowly went in and out of her…felt like it was teasing her…but before she could understand what was going on, continued to play with he clit only faster than ever, then bit and suck her neck all at the same time….and it’s more than Natalia could take, she felt like pissing…she froze as her first orgasm exploded out of her….then screamed at the top of her lungs with her release…both of his arms then wrapped around her waist as she skook uncontrollably…she was shaking and screaming for almost a minute…all the while he was still biting and sucking same spot on her neck…she was panting when her orgasm faded…he felt her knees weakend, her head laid back on his shoulder…he looked at her, and found her fast asleep…
“…soon, My Natalia.” he whispered on her ears as he laid her comfortably on the bed of roses…he gave her a final look, kissed her lips softly and whispered once again… “very soon…”

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A Slight Bulge Ch 1

A Slight Bulge
Chapter 1
Going to one of my local pubs one afternoon after work, getting my pint and sagging into one of the very comfortable couches the pub provided, I gazed round the pub. It was unusual for the area of London it was in, being a pub mainly of ordinary working people, retirees, young, middle aged and with an unusual mix of men and women. It was not dominated by men intent on getting loud and drunk to impress.
The pub has a long interior with plenty of places to sit and it was fairly crowded that afternoon. I glanced round as usual scanning everybody. My eye fastened on one woman sitting at a table facing the silent TV that gave all the details on the lower part of the screen, thereby ensuring the pub’s policy of it being a place for people to actually talk as opposed to being overwhelmed by music or TV. She was idly watching the screen whilst sipping a large white wine. She was sitting on a high chair matched by a similarly high table. At right angles to me I had a sideways view of her from where I sat slightly to her right. This enabled me to see her face as well as take in her body. I was sitting below her on the sofa about 10 feet away. I had an unimpeded view of her. She quickly scanned me and went back to viewing the silent TV.
What did I first notice about her which drew my increasingly avid attention? Because I had a sideways view of her the first thing I noticed was her bra. Wearing a semi transparent light cream blouse revealed easily the outline of her bra. It was the strap folding round her body holding her full breasts that struck me. The tightness of the bra on her grabbed my attention. From where I sat I viewed a strap at least two inches in depth at the side that did the job for which they were made. She obviously needed such a bra to support such a load. However the bra was quite tight. The effect was to create a slight bulge above and below the strap where it met her back and side.
My eyes were drawn to that bulge. Was the bra just a touch on the tight side for her? A glance at her front revealed her breasts well supported. The blouse was front buttoned up to her neck but because of its diaphanous nature the effect was very arousing and revealing, though at the front her blouse was patterned making it less transparent. I was completely taken by the bulge. I couldn’t fathom why but it stirred me below.
Below the raised table I gazed at a black skirt tight against crossed legs. What appeared to be stockings, emphasised firm calves and mid-high heels in black. I was taken by this view unimpeded by other drinkers and as I was sitting below her giving me easy access to my eye. She was deeply arousing.
She glanced round the pub again, suddenly conscious at some level that she was under observation. Without giving me eye contact she clocked that I was scanning her. Her attention went to the silent TV again. A moment later she recrossed her legs so that her leg furthest from me she placed across her leg. This gave me a better view of the creased thigh and stocking tops. I had a glimpse of white flesh confirming the stockings. She continued watching the TV.
Another quick scan of where my eyes were. This time I did not divert away from where I was gazing. Eyes back to TV. But a very slight smile on her face and a further sip of wine. My eyes back to that bulge. Another scan. TV and more of a smile.
I am completely stiff and glad that my pants can contain it.
I am aware now that I am the subject of inspection. I do not make eye contact. Am aware that eyes are all over me. I make a decision. In the couch I widen my legs at my knees giving a message that could be ambiguous or not. I am the one glancing sideways at the TV now.
I look up and catch her looking between my thighs at my crotch. She quickly moves focus to my eyes and then away again to the TV.
We have a connection. What to do with it? She picks up her glass with her left hand. A wedding ring is revealed. So, that had never put me off.
I needed more encouragement in order not to be seen to be pushy.
This pattern of erratic glances continued for about ten minutes. Neither of us had lost interest. She then sank back the remainder of the glass as had I. I took the chance.
Getting up and moving to the bar via her, I got her attention by my sudden movement, smiled and asked if she would like a further glass. She responded and agreed and gave me her requested wine.
At the bar I was internally shaking and raising my adrenaline level as I gave the order. The time it took felt interminable – but a minute, as no one else was waiting.
Returning she thanked me smiling. I asked if she would like to join me if she was not accompanied. Confirming my suggestion, I asked if she would like to join me on the couch or for me to join her. She seemed pleased to join me on the couch. I sat on her left quite close but giving her space too. We quickly conversed and made easy connection. We soon established that we were regulars; she had seen me there before with a woman. I had not seen her before. Her husband usually accompanied her and they tended to sit at the back of the bar in a separate room. He was away working and this was the first time for her on her own. How did she feel about that? Some trepidation but so far so good. Why the trepidation? I didn’t know how I would feel. And now?
“Well, if I’m frank, I didn’t think I would attract any attention, but I have seemed to.”
“And do you like attracting attention?”
“I’m not sure.”
“Can you say?”
“Well if I’m honest I’m not sure of your motives.”
“What do you think are my motives?”
“This is getting a bit embarrassing.”
“Do you want me to change the subject or sit elsewhere?”
“Oh no. It’s just that I noticed how you were looking at me or rather where you were looking at me.”
Without asking her to specify, I asked her, “Did you like where I looked at you?” She blushed at that.
“I think so.”
“Good.” Pausing, I then responded, “So what do you think are my motives?”
“You may possibly be attracted to me.”
“And so?”
“I’m very flattered.”
“Good, cos I am.” It was my turn to blush a little.
We smiled at each other going quiet after that rather intense interaction.
“Would you like me to say what I found attractive about you?”
Warming to me, “Yes I would like that.”
I then conveyed to her how my eyes scanned the pub clientele and how I found myself focusing on her. I recalled how I felt in a good position to be able to look at her and how I liked what I saw. I knew I had to tread with care so as not to offend as she was no spring lamb but was mature in years, say 50. Sitting sideways to me I said how delicious she looked in that blouse, that being semi transparent was very appealing. Then I grasped the nettle and told her what had got to me. I had nothing to lose.
“Actually it was your bra that attracted my attention.
“Oh dear, the fact they are so large eh?”
“Well no.” Then I explained how the bra at her side under her arm swelled slightly above and below the strap. She was silent and looked away from me then, “You found my strap against me attractive then?”
“Very.”
“Not fat?”
“Not at all. You have a very slight plumpness that I find very appealing. I think you are lovely and dare I say it, very sexy looking.”
She blushed but smiled, looking even more attractive and sexual to me.
“I admire your forthrightness even if it does take me aback.”
“Can I be even more forthright then?”
“Sure.”
“I just love stockings.”
“You are observant.”
“It wasn’t difficult when you were sitting over there. You like wearing them?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“That’s personal. But if you must know I find them healthier. And, and, I, err know they are a turn on.”
“They certainly are and they are for me right now.”
“Would you like another beer? I think it’s my turn.”
She rose to get the drinks, walking to the bar and affording me a lovely view of her rear. The skirt emphasised her hips and the cheeks of her arse which were quite pronounced as her skirt tucked back under meeting her thighs.
On her return she smiled as I took her in enjoying her shape. As she got near me I could make out her suspenders doing the job of gartering her stockings. Stiff making. I was relieved I was stationary.
“I’m Denise by the way.”
“Ian.”
“So were you hoping to get attention when you came here?”
“I hadn’t thought that through.”
“And now?”
“I guess so.”
“Well I didn’t expect to do so, but I’m pleased it’s happened.”
We continued in mutual warmth and increasingly relaxed with each other through our drinks. I had three pints which is usually enough on an empty stomach. I started wondering how to continue this play we were engaging in, when she said, “That’s enough for me” when I asked her if she wanted another.
“I like you Ian but wonder where we go from here.”
“Mutual on my part Denise. I know I would like to see more of you,” ambiguity virtually shouting itself.
“What are you doing for food?”
“I hadn’t thought that through.”
“I could rustle up something.”
“Really, that would be great.”
“I’m not far from here.”
“Taxi on me?”
“Fine.”
We left the pub and I hailed a taxi immediately. Denise gave her address. We stopped at a block of flats and ascended the lift to the 3rd floor. We had not spoken much once out of the taxi but walked a little uncomfortably to the lift, where we were very conscious of each other’s presence. We were not touching in anyway and I wondered if we had gone cold on each other. I had become rather shy. I couldn’t determine where she was coming from. Once inside, she flung off her coat and asked if I would like a drink whilst she put some food together. I announced I wasn’t in a hurry. She visibly relaxed and went into the kitchen bringing back a bottle of red wine suggesting I open it if I was fine with red.
As I opened it she collapsed on the couch with one arm over the armrest and her still heeled feet on a small stool. I poured the wine and sat on the couch next to her, facing her, enjoying her in her relaxed state which I put down to the wine she had in the pub as well as being in familiar surroundings.
We established we were both married, had two children each, mine still at home, hers left the nest. Pause.
“So who is the woman in the pub I’ve seen you with a few times then?”
“My mother.”
“Really? She looked in good shape. She looked more like a good catch to me.”
“What are you saying Denise?”
“You both looked familiar with each other for her to be your Mother.”
“We just get on really well together. It is possible you know. Not all sons are distant from their mothers.”
She didn’t look convinced, but I was not going there given how little I actually knew her.
She crossed her legs toward me and in doing so revealed more thigh and just another sight of flesh. She responded, “Your staring at me again Ian.”
“May I?
“I’m not telling you to stop.”
At the same time she reciprocated my viewing of her with gazes at me. I watched her scan me over. She had obviously seen my hard pressing against my denims. I ran my eyes over her breasts. She smiled and then laughed at my taking them in.
“You like them don’t you?”
“Very much Denise. Do you?”
“I love them, I always have done. I can’t stand women who decry their breasts unless they are so huge they are a physical strain. Ian I liked what you said about me admiring my plumpness. I have been cautious about it worrying about going to fat but you reassured me I wasn’t, at least I hope that’s what you meant?”
“I did mean that.” Intuitively I then posed a question.
“Denise I sense that you haven’t done this before?”
“What?”
“Invited a man back to your flat who isn’t your partner?”
“No. Why do you ask that?”
“Cos you’re being very open with me.”
“I like you that’s why and I think I trust you.”
“Thank you.”
I put my hand out near her, inviting her to take it. She regarded me and slipped her hand over mine. We dallied then I clasped her fingers in mine.
“I think you decided to invite me back before I even thought through it all Denise.”
“Yes I did. When I saw you at the pub first I felt wonderful you were looking me over. It’s a long time since I felt that or even noticed it.”
“Or wanted to notice it.”
“I suppose so. I didn’t suppose we could have gone round to your place Ian. I imagine that either your family are there or you may be staying at your Mother’s.”
“The latter actually.”
“She seemed a bit like she would resent anyone else Ian.” I said nothing but she had a point. I just couldn’t tell her about my true relationship with her, at least not yet.
“Let’s get back to you Denise.” At the same time I released my hand from hers and gently stroked her bare arm. She tensed slightly and then relaxed as I moved slowly back and forth up to her upper arm where it met her blouse.
“I’m not sure about this Ian.”
“This?”
“You know, you touching me. What will it lead to?”
“Only what you want Denise.” I then moved the back of my hand to her cheek and stroked it lightly. She didn’t stop me. More confident, I moved to her neck and tucked under her hair which fell to her shoulder. She did not demur but looked right at me and then sighed and closed her own.
I now had the freedom of her face neck, shoulder and arm. I moved my other hand to the other side of her neck and stroked her there. Her head rested on the back of the couch.
I moved that hand down over her chest reaching her furthest breast and rested on her initial curve and paused there. Sliding slowly I cupped my breast over her nipple. Even though it was a strong bra I could just make out the stiffness there. Rubbing my hand over the spot I increased the pressure and gave it a gently squeeze so she would be very aware of my action. She suddenly put her hand over mine.
“I shouldn’t be letting you do this.”
“But you are.”
Denise didn’t respond. I sat back from her. She wasn’t sure how I had taken her remark. She looked uncertain of me. I reacted intuitively. I went to sit in the armchair immediately opposite her but still very near. She thought I was put off by her. However I said I just wanted to look at her. A faint smile slightly reassured her.
“You look edible Denise and luscious.” She just beamed. Saying warming things was apparently not the norm to hear for her or so it seemed.
“Denise open your legs.” Hesitation and doubt at the nature of my demand. How would she respond? Slowly she opened her legs revealing the darker part of her stockings. I smiled enjoying the view, shifting my eyes between hers and her thighs. She was very engaged with my change in behaviour.
“Wider.” She reached the limit of parting her legs without hitching her skirt up. I continued switching my eyes between hers and her thighs. Slowly she hitched her skirt further up her thighs beyond her stockings until pure white flesh revealed as well as a hint of panties. Denise was able to expose her thighs and panties to my view. It was such an erotic interchange.
“Open your blouse.”
Slowly she unbuttoned her blouse from the high neck down toward her breasts. She stopped midway.
“Go on.”
Unbuttoning down to her waist and pulling the remaining ends from her skirt, she pulled the blouse to either side of her voluminous bra. I stroked my hardon in front of her. I now had a view of her cleavage and slightly swollen breasts against her bra as well as tufts of hair emanating from her panties. Denise waited expectantly for further instructions.
“Masturbate.”
“Oh my God.” But she moved her right hand down to her crotch and proceeded to rub her cunt over her panties.
“Pull them aside and do it.” I watched in fascination, still surprised by her submitting to my instructions. I started to rub my hardon again as she delicately stroked her own cunt and clit wet with her own fluids.
“Play with your nipples as well.” She went along with me without complaint lifting her right nipple from the confines of her bra revealing hard brown stiffened tightness to my view. Denise became concentrated on herself as she flipped her fingers between her wet lips and clit in rhythmic sweeps and squeezed her nipple in unison with her other hand.
Unzipping myself I pushed my denims and pants down to release my prick from its confines at the same time as reaching for my lubricant from my jacket nearby, (kept conveniently for my porn club outings). Denise watched as I poured enough over my stiffness. Once I had the smoothness all over my prick I continued to give her my concentration.
Denise let her head rest on the back of the couch whilst getting her other nipple out to cross caress.
We both were now wanking in unison enjoying each other’s pleasure.
“Finger your arse Denise.”
“You filthy bastard Ian, what a dirty mind.” Nevertheless she proceeded to respond to my order and took her wet index finger to her sphincter and pushed it against herself whilst moving her other hand from her nipples to her cunt to take up the gap. She actually switched hands doing this as her right hand was obviously the dextrous clit handler. Denise was in full flow now, uninhibited and shameless in her movements pushing her finger just inside her dark bud. I took another chance.
“Lick it.” Knowing which finger I meant she lifted her index finger from her arse and offered it to me instead. I moved forward offering her my mouth. She made me move toward her more so that I could reach her. She made the final push and slipped between my lips into my mouth. She was clean but gave off a slight tang to my tastebuds. She smiled smugly pleased that I hadn’t jibbed at her demand.
I sat back after giving her my tongue in her mouth to show our relish for each other.
We were well matched.
We resumed wanking as I bid her to cum whilst being watched. She closed her eyes again as she increased the pace of rubbing. She became very intense in herself. Still in her heels and stockings her thighs widened and stretched out stiff to the floor. Her hand was now working between her nipples and the other flipping from her vagina to her clit in light fast movements.
“Oh my God Ian you shit I’m close for fuck sake. Ian I’m cuming. Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh Ian I fucking want you I’m there oh, Ian yes, yes, yesss.” Her hips lifted from the couch in a total spasm as she went right over in her cum.
As she was in the throws I got up and stood over her wanking myself to the same point. I was ready. I hung back until she opened her eyes. Recognising what I was going to do she murmured, “yes Ian yes.”
I came all over her face, mouth and breasts as I spewed myself over a very willing Denise. I collapsed next to her. We lay next to each other, my cum still on her face. She moved toward my mouth with hers. I kissed her pushing my tongue in her mouth and picking up my spunk to load it into her mouth. She swallowed. We sank back into the couch and held each other close.
“I didn’t realise I was like that Ian.”

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