He had never had a better day, he thought to himself. The sun had been bright, the air warm, and there was not a cloud in the sky… and there was her.
He had come to the beach in order to get away from his wife, away from her nagging and the fighting that had plagued their marriage lately. He had been wandering aimlessly along the sand when he had seen the sign: Nude Beach
He had immediately been intrigued, every the voyeur he had immediately headed for the secluded cove, only to be disappointed to find himself alone… well almost alone. There she was, a study in perfection of the female form. Proud, firm breasts that had not known the ravages of age stood out proudly on her chest, while a small triangle of pubic hair graced her pussy. He by comparison was a study in the effect that reaching middle age without having the grace to exercise could have on a body.
And yet… She had approached him
She had greeted him, chatted with him, and basically done everything that she could to ingratiate herself to him. At first he had assumed that it was a scam of some sort. After all, why would a beautiful young goddess be interested in… well… him.
But as the afternoon wore on he had stopped caring what her plot was, or if there was a plot. He had simply started to enjoy her company. His heart had thrilled when she took his arm as they walked along the beach, alone but for the company of each other. His face had burned with shame when his cock had stiffened at the touch of her firm young breast against the bare skin of his arm as they walked. But instead of being put off she had reached down to stroke it.
A protest died on his lips. His intention to inform her of his marital vows remaining unspoken as she stroked his cock with the skill that no one of her age should have possessed. He bit back a groan as she brought his cock to a rigidity that he had not seen in years.
She dropped to her knees in front of him, taking the length of his swollen manhood in her mouth, her tongue deftly wrapping around the length of his shaft, pulling it fully into her mouth. He groaned again as she sucked on his cock.
When at last he could take it no longer he pushed her down on the wet sand, the dregs of a wave washing over their bodies as she obediently spread her legs to take his cock.
This time it was her turn to moan as his cock slammed into her young cunt.
He pumped into her with a ferocity that his marital bed had never seen, clasping her firm young body against his own, the pounding of the waves upon the shore matched only by his assault on her cunt. In one glorious moment they climaxed together. Each clinging to the other as the fought to stay afloat in a sea of passion.
He cursed his boss as he headed back to his cubicle. The dreary beige walls that made up the edges of the massive cubicle farm that housed the worker drones of the office positively reeked of depression and desperation. A situation which was made no better by the dull overhead lighting that made it impossible to determine if it was high noon or midnight, made worse by the incessant buzzing that drove one to madness. If he had not needed the money so badly he would have left the company long ago.
As if the environment and the sheer drudgery of the job was not bad enough, his boss multiplied his problems tenfold. With the dusky complexion and dark hair of someone with more than a smattering of exotic genetics from places much warmer than upstate New York. Large, full breasts a symmetry of features that amounted to nothing short of stunning, and a proclivity for wearing low cut tops, had allowed her to keep most of the men in the office happily under her thumb, and resulted in an excessive amount of arrogance.
After he had recorded enough for what he planned next he stepped into view, pushing the door boldly open. She immediately jerked in response, her foot dropping hurriedly off the desk as she hastily attempted to cover her exposed breasts. She let out a confusing string of syllables, something of a cross between an ill conceived excuse for what she had been doing and indignation that he had barged into her office unannounced, however she dropped off into silence when she saw the still recording camera in his hand.
He wasted no time, sliding his rigid meat inside of her waiting cunt. She moaned loudly as he forced his cock into her, the walls of her pussy stretching to accommodate the massive intruder. With no thought for the grace or poise so often described in women’s literature he assaulted her pussy. The force of his thrusts elicited a grunt from her as her breasts swayed with the impact. Each thrust renewed the dancing of her flesh, her whole body rocking in time with his movements. He reached down, taking a breast firmly in each hand, pulling and kneading at the tender flesh. She encouraged him, begging him to be rougher, to fuck her harder, lost to the passion of the moment, no concern for where they were. He obliged her, taking her fully as his own. He speared inside of her, each thrust lifting her bodily from the smooth surface of the desk, her ass slapping resoundingly against the polished wood each time he withdrew. He assaulted her with rabid frenzy, caught between the warring emotions of lust, passion, and anger. His pent up and unacknowledged desire for her balancing his rage at the way she had treated him. The conflict warring inside of him only served to spur him on.
He pulled his cock from her and she moaned piteously as it left her feminine folds. He reached for her, pulling her to her feet by the thin cloth of her blouse before ripping it from her. Her skirt soon joined the remains of her blouse, leaving her perfectly formed body exposed fully before him. She made no protest at his rough treatment of her clothing. In fact, if he had to guess, his dominance excited her. Roughly lifting one leg he forced her to lean against the desk for support before slamming his cock once more into her wanton hole. She moaned in ecstasy at the return of his swollen cock. She swayed unsteadily on her feet as each thrust threatened to knock her from her feet, her only salvation being the hand she had on the desk. So great was the difference between their heights that she had to stand on her tip toes, or be lifted bodily from the ground. However he paid no attention to her predicament lost as he was in the sensual heat that emanated from her pussy and wrapped his cock in its sweet cocoon.
She announced several times during the course of their passion that she was cumming, each announcement accompanied by her body shaking and spasming under his rough handling. Red marks started to show on her breasts, arms and through the dark nylon of her pantyhose, testament to his brutal use of her body. But instead of serving as deterrent, each mark merely whetted her appetite for more. Their passion was animal in its frenzy, and although he was oblivious to her pleasure in his mindless desire to sate his own needs, she found her release time and time again. At last he could feel his body start to respond as his own climax approached. Lost as he was to the act, some part of him none the less warned him that he did not want to cum inside of her. He ripped his cock from her and she instinctively dropped to her knees, taking the length of his cock into her mouth. She made no protest as her tongue cleaned her own cum from his cock, and if anything seemed to delight in the mixture of their fluids. With expert skill she coaxed his orgasm from him, releasing his cum at last in a wave that washed over her breasts, marking her indelibly in a manner as old as time.
The drool worked its way down her chin, pausing to pool briefly before continuing to wind its way between her breasts and down her stomach. The ropes bit into her tender flesh, rigidly restricting her movement to scant inches in either direction. She ached to move her jaw, but the leather harness that covered her face forced the bright red ball gag deep into her mouth, resulting in the pool of drool that was slowly expanding over her body. She was horribly embarrassed by her position, her legs forced open and her cute little pussy exposed for anyone who cared to use her. She strained again against the ropes, but again the rope held tightly and she was unable to gain any reprieve. What embarassed her the most was how turned on she was by her situation. Vast amounts of moisture gathered just inside the lips of her cunt, aching to be used.
She struggled in vain against the bonds that held her, but they refused to give an inch. The cloth gag that had been forced between her teeth in order to muffle her bit into the side of her mouth, tied cruelly tight. She had been stripped of her clothes, her large breasts exposed to the chill night air, available to anyone who might desire to use them. They bounced and swayed as she struggled with her bonds, unknowingly providing a show enticing anyone who watched. In the end she surrendered to whatever fate had in store for her, her body to become the plaything of the one who had captured and bound her for his pleasure. Her pussy started to moisten at the thought, the concept of being helpless, reduced to a fuck toy for another’s pleasure erotic beyond all reason in her mind. She heard the door open and prepared herself for the excitement to come.
For the sake of privacy, something I actually have to worry about when telling real stories, we are going to call her Bree. Let me tell you, Bree was hot like with a capital H.
My fantasies got more twisted as we continued to interact and as I continued to deal with my sexual frustration. Instead of just wanting to fuck her, I wanted to possess her. I wanted her naked, gagged, and tied to my bed, her legs spread and waiting for my cock. I wanted her to silently beg for my cock. She was both an object of my lust and something to perfect to touch. I never would have been able to make a move to her face at the time. Sure, we flirted, talked about sexual things, but at the time I was much more innocent and I was mostly all talk.
Another day, another nude. She knew that this was her place, and she accepted it. Long ago he had captured her heart, and her body had followed. He had trained her, reduced her to the position of fuck toy, a wet hole and a pair of breasts to be used for his pleasure… and she loved it. To take his cock into her was pleasure beyond any she had known before. His hands on her body was pure ecstasy. He had effortlessly found her most sacred spots, penetrating deep inside her body and leaving her adrift in a sea or orgasms. When they were apart it was misery for them both, and to cut the pain he had demanded to see her perfect body, to gaze upon her breasts in absentia since he could not be there in the flesh. She obediently obliged him.
Jessica strained and struggled against the bonds that held her upright, but they held without budging. She could just see the bright red ball gag that filled her mouth, causing a steady stream of drool to leak out before dripping onto her breasts. She loved the sensation of being helpless and the thought of what was coming made her wetter than she had ever been before.
She hesitated only momentarily before picking up her purse and heading inside the building. A typical waiting room filled the front of the building and a woman looked up from behind a desk as she entered. She raised an eyebrow in inquiry.
e men started to undress her with careful efficiency. She was stripped bare in a matter of second. They strapped stiff leather cuffs around her wrists before securing them to a chain that was attached to one of the cross beams in the ceiling.
Rough, calloused hands brushed against her tender, exposed flesh, eliciting a surprised squeak. She tried involuntarily to flinch away from the new sensation but again she was unable to make any headway. One hand slid up her chest, grasping both of her breasts firmly and twisting her nipples painfully before one slid down between her legs. Another body pressed up against her and she felt the stiff pressure of an erect cock press against her ass. The hands held her body tight, holding her in place. His fingers started to stroke along the length of her already sopping wet pussy before dipping inside to discover her clit. She groaned, her mouth obstructed by the gag that was still in place as his skillful touch brought her to the brink of orgasm and kept her there. Her hips bucked against his hand, desperate for the last bit of pleasure she needed to cascade into orgasm, but the sweet release was denied her. He kept her on the brink.
once the support that she was leaning against was removed and she toppled onto the mattress, bouncing with the force of her fall.
He rolled her over onto her side, her arms still restrained behind her back causing her to grunt in discomfort as sore joints protested the repositioning. Strong hands grasped her arm and one of her thighs, using them as leverage to pull her aching body against his. She moaned and screamed, her mouth now free of obstructions as his cock sunk deep into her pussy.
It was wrong, utterly and completely wrong… But as her hand closed upon the warm thick shaft of my cock I realized I had stopped caring long ago. Her already exposed breasts swayed in time with her movements as she took the head of my cock into her mouth, making a groan of pleasure as her tongue slurped up some of my precum mixed with the taste of her own moist cunt, spread along the length of my shaft by our earlier activity. Her breasts were massive, much bigger than her daughters, my wife’s, and the powerfully erotic feeling that came from having them bared in front of me was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. The moist heat of her mouth stiffened my cock to full attention, coaxed to rock like hardness by her expert touch. The danger of the moment filled us both, and the knowledge that we could be caught at any moment lent a sense of risk whose touch was transcendent. I could feel my climax swiftly approaching and I moaned out a warning. When at last she broke from her motion to enquire what I had said an explosion of cum answered her question. Warm, sticky cum splashed upon her face and breasts, searing her skin with its heat. She moaned in disappointment, desperately attempting to catch the last spurts in her mouth. She slipped a finger along her breasts, gathering some of the cum which had gathered there, and slipped it into her mouth. The soothing sounds of satisfaction seeped from her as she devoured as much of my cum as she was able to, slipping each finger into her mouth with the loving care of a conasur snacking on an expensive delicacy. I know, without a doubt, that this was the best family party I had ever been to…
The toy buzzed and vibrated, the small metal balls within it pushing and stretching against the soft plastic. She slid it slowly within her, relishing the sensation of the massive vibrator as is streatched the walls of her tight, wet cunt. She desperately missed her fiance, the plastic cock she was playing with holding only a pale candle to his own. She bit her lip to silence a cry, sure that her sounds of ecstasy would attract unwanted attention and result in an interruption she was unwilling to invite. Slowly she worked the toy in and out of her aching hole, her movements aided by the moisture that gathered from the toys stimulation. The attachment on the top pinned her clit between two long prongs, capturing it and subjecting it to intense vibrations. Her hips bucked involuntarily at the added stimulation and she had to cover her mouth with her free hand to maintain her silence. As her body rocked and spasmed in the throes of passion it was his face that she pictured.
His eyes nearly popped out of his head as she tossed the white top of her swim suit onto the shore. He had thought she was joking when she had suggested that they go skinny dipping out here in the middle of nowhere. Her large, full breasts hung proudly exposed on her chest, the pale white flesh showing the part of her body that was normally covered when she was outside. Although her swim suit had been skimpy enough to do little to conceal her body he had never actually seen her naked. Every time he had tried previously she had said she wasn’t ready yet, and though frustrated he had honored her decision. Her thick brown hair cascaded down, already dripping from the water that still covered her past her knees. The remaining cloth clung to her body, betraying the full pouting lips of her concealed pussy. She gazed at him, measuring his reaction to her sudden decision before reaching down and slowly removing what was left of her swimsuit. As she stood before him, completely exposed to the warm summer air he felt his cock harden in response. Quickly casting aside his own damp swimsuit he joined her in the shallow water of the pond…
The sound of powerful vibrations filled the room.
The largest orgasm she had ever had was building inside of her. The machine had switched into a lower gear, the vibrations softer and the thrusts spaced further apart. Instead of powering her through one orgasm after another now it was teasing her. Keeping her on the edge of climax with a skill no human could muster. She moaned piteously, begging the machine inside her mind to just let her cum, her body ached with uncompleted pleasure. All at once the vibrations shifted into overdrive and a powerful thrust practically lifted her from the mattress with its force. She screamed through her gag as she convulsed in a microseizure of pleasure. She hung limp and unresponsive in her bonds as the orgasm raced through her body.
Pulling out a pair of binoculars he watched her, safely ensconced in the shadows that draped the side street that overlooked her house. She glanced out the windows, the light of the room blinding her to the darkness outside as she sought to confirm that any concern about being followed was just empty concern. Her fears assuaged she poured herself a full glass of a dark amber liquid, a balm on her nerves and round out her evening. She headed to bed, stumbling a few times, and he figured that her drink must have been a bit stronger than he thought, or she was a lighter weight than he thought.
He quietly closed the door behind him, drawing the deadbolt silently into place. He knew from his observation that despite the fact that the lights were on she was asleep alone in her bedroom. He crept quietly through the house, pausing only to examine a laundry basket near the bedroom which appeared to hold her discarded clothes. He scooped up a pair of panties and inhaled deeply. The strong scent of her femininity filled his nose, his cock stiffened in his pants as it penetrated deep inside of olfactory center awakening a primordial lust that only powerful pheromones had the ability to evoke. The scent of her pussy was heavenly and he could tell that these must have been the panties that she was wearing earlier that night.
He continued his approach to the bedroom, his heart racing in his chest. His heart beat not in fear of getting caught, such a thought never even occurred to him, but from the thrill of the chase, of the struggle and the hunt that awaited him in the next room. He slipped the bedroom door open, wincing as the hinges protested. He could see her splayed out on the bed, snoring softly in sleep. She moved restlessly as he entered the room, either due to the hinges cries, or through some instinctual sense of his presence. She lay uncovered, her blankets already pushed to one side in her restless sleep, a book open on the bed beside her as testament to her last activity before falling asleep. She wore a t-shirt and a light pair of cotton shorts. The material of the shorts indicated that they must be a favorite pair, or else laundry day was imminent, because they failed to cover essential portions of her anatomy. The smooth hairless slit of her pussy peeked out to one side of her shorts, tantalizing him. He took his time, glancing around the room silently, and then started to disrobe, removing his pants and boxers. His cock stood at full attention now, and he was eager to move on to the next part of this evenings activities.
“Deep sleeper” he thought to himself as he smiled, she wouldn’t sleep through the next part… He took his cock and slid it back and forth through the outer lips of her pussy. He was shocked at how wet she was as his cock slid easily between her swollen lips. Taking one last moment to savor the silence he slipped his cock all the way inside her. She moaned quietly before her eyes sprang open. She started to fight and managed to slip herself onto her hands and knees before he pinned her back against the bed, his cock sliding back into her hole.
Absent was any of the care that he normally took with a partner. Instead of gentle and considerate he was brutal and rough, taking pleasure in the sounds of his flesh smacking against hers. She cried and whimpered, as much in pleasure as in fear, and she convulsed at one point as an orgasm was inflicted upon her unwilling body. He lost himself in the sensation, in the way that her cunt gripped his cock with each stroke, as though her body was begging him to stay inside of her. With each thrust more of her resistance faded. First she accepted what was happening, then she enjoyed it. Slowly at first but with gathering strength she started to push back against his thrusts, her hips rising to meet his as his cock slammed into her once unwilling cunt. Her moans increased in volume, not cries for salvation but cries of desire. She begged him to go rougher.
He plea was to much for him to take and he could feel his orgasm building. He grabbed a fistful of her hair, now matted with sweat and rough handling, lifting her roughly off the bed. She squealed in pain as he pulled but she did not protest further. He continued to assault her cunt, each thrust bringing him closer to his climax. At last he couldn’t take it any longer and his cock exploded inside of her, coating her womb with his cum. Even as he came he continued to thrust into her, drilling his cum into the deepest depths of her cunt and filling her utterly with his seed. She moaned and writhed as her orgasm joined his and at last he released her head, allowing her to collapse onto the bed in an exhausted pile of flesh.