Before I met my boyfriend, Zeke, I had amassed a collection of sex toys. Among my most prized naughty possessions were two glass dildos that I kept on my bookshelf and coffee table. They were great conversation pieces, and if I ever brought a date home, I knew I d have a way to hook him into talking about sex if that hadn t already happened!

While most guys were amenable to dirty talking and to taking me over their knees they seemed squeamish about sex toys. Maybe they didn t know how to use them or felt like my toy collection was competition, but I got the sense that they would rather look at my sex toys than actually play with them, and that was fine with me. As long as I had a man in my bed to fuck me into oblivion and make my ass burn in the best way possible, I was happy.

Zeke was the first guy to combine both my true kinky loves: sex toys and spanking. I had always figured maybe I d use my vibrator during foreplay, or just on my own, then when it was time to get spanked, I d devote myself entirely to the task at hand. But Zeke wanted me to fuck myself with a toy while I was getting spanked, adding a level of intensity to our play that is almost hard to describe. For me, getting my ass paddled makes me unbearably horny it makes me want to get stuffed full of cock ASAP.

Zeke got that immediately, and since he had trouble focusing on fucking me and spanking me simultaneously, even in the doggy style position, he ordered me to fuck myself while he concentrated on delivering the most powerful smacks he could. We met at a sex toy store, which is perhaps why he was so comfortable with my toys, or maybe he s the rare guy who knows that his cock and my dildos can work together in harmony. In other words, when he smacks me and I fuck myself with a toy, I m getting myself ready for the real thing.

And let me tell you, ladies, if you like getting spanked, you ll love it even more when there s something stuffed inside your pussy. The other day, Zeke bought me a present a giant dildo even I wasn t sure I could fit inside my cunt. It was red and much fatter around than even his giant dick. I wanted to put it inside me, but I told him we d need lots of lube and even then I wasn t certain. I can make you take it, he said. That s another thing I love about him not only is he not threatened by toys, he sees them as a way to enhance our relationship and challenge us to push our sex life to the next level.

Really? I asked, part challenge, part shock. If he could indeed get my pussy to envelop this mammoth toy, he deserved a gold star and many, many blowjobs.

A horny girl like you? he asked, his fingers slipping under my skirt and into my panties, and then dipping into my creamy center. I was already wet just from his presence from thinking about the way he sets me off. His fingers teased me, coaxing forth my liquid essence, rather than slamming hard in and out. Take your clothes off and then bend over, he said, and I struggled to do his bidding as fast as possible. In my eagerness, I somehow got tangled in my skirt, and it took me a few more seconds than it should have. Zeke wasn t happy, and he let me know by pulling my shirt and bra off for me, then pushing me down onto the bed.

His hand swooped down to smack my ass. I let out a moan because it was such a sharp whack, even though it turned me on like nothing else. Then, with one hand holding me down at the small of my back, he eased off his belt. He always wears a belt, even when he doesn t need one, because for us belts are a kind of sex toy. He held the brown leather in front of my face. Kiss it, Zeke ordered, and I did, suddenly wishing I were kissing his cock. Then the belt was whizzing through the air and striking my ass.

Yes! I yelled. Even though this was meant to be a punishment, it felt so fucking good, I couldn t help letting my true feelings out. It s not like by that point Zeke didn t know how much of a sub I really am. The lashes were like sweet kisses on my ass, but they stopped just as I was truly enjoying them. Then Zeke did give me his cock to suck, the other activity that instantly makes me wet. He didn t let me get very far with my blowjob, either, before he was ready to test my cunt. He had me bend over again and raise my ass in the air, and then he began stroking my pussy. Spread your legs wider, he said, and soon his fingers were pressing inside me, making me bite my lip. I wanted to pinch my nipples, or ask for clamps, but Zeke is the one who gets to decide which toys we use when, and if he wanted me to touch myself, he d have told me.

Then he paused, and though my eyes were closed, I heard him moving around and knew he was getting out the giant toy, the dildo that I was sure wouldn t fit. The head pressed against my opening, and I let my body go slack, willing it inside. But Zeke was teasing me, toying with me, as it were, because he only circled the head against my wetness, not really trying to get inside.

He lifted it away and ordered me to get the lube I keep in my bedside drawer. I handed it to him and blushed because I d never needed lube with him I d always been more than wet. Then he slathered some of the cool liquid on my sex and added some to the toy before trying again. This time he got the head of the toy inside. I was breathing deeply in through my nose and out through my mouth, overwhelmed by the sensation. Then he slapped my right cheek, and the sweet sting was enough to send the toy deeper into me.

He kept on edging it deeper and deeper, until he took my hand and placed it behind me on the toy. Fuck yourself with it, Amy, because I m going to be busy spanking your pretty ass. Now the job was up to me, and I knew if I did it, I d get rewarded by a good fuck if I couldn t fit the dildo in, who knew what would happen?

That challenge spurred me on, not to mention the fervor with which Zeke took to striking my ass. This was way better than any solo wank session with even my electric vibrator could be, because the pounding on my bottom was done by a man who knew exactly where to strike. This time, he used a paddle and it fell evenly across my butt, making it tingle and, I was sure, glow red from its ministrations. I found that it wasn t just the dare that was getting me to swivel and push the toy into me I wanted it in my deepest reaches, wanted it to try to quell the massive ache in my pussy. In short, I wanted it to fuck me. That s it, keep going Amy, Zeke encouraged me, using his own version of good cop/bad cop to get what he wanted from me.

I didn t know exactly why he liked watching me with toys or combining them with our spanking play, but I loved it, and kept on going while his smacks got more powerful. Soon I could hardly tell where the toy started and my pussy ended, nor where each blow landed because they were coming too fast. In fact, I was coming fast as well, the multiple sensations of true submission making me tremble in arousal. Zeke gave me a little help, inching the toy in until it hit my cervix and, apparently, got all the way inside.

I laughed when he had me stand up and brought me over to the full length mirror to see what the toy looked like jammed in my cunt. Too bad we re going to have to take it out, he said.

We are? I was a little disappointed, until he finished his thought.

Because my cock is dying to be inside your pussy right now. I lunged for him, taking off his pants and sucking his dick to its full hardness while he looked down at me, stroking my hair every once in a while. But before I could deep throat him and suck the come right out of him, Zeke was placing me on my back and shoving his dick into me. I was hoping he d keep on spanking me while we fucked, but he couldn t in this position. Instead, he pinned my wrists down, and I mock struggled, loving how strong he was, and how he knew exactly what to do with a stubborn, submissive, sex toy loving girl like me. When he was ready to come, he pulled out and sprayed my chest and face with his cream, then let me rub it in.

He finished me off with ten over the knee smacks of his hand on my ass, which left me moaning and my ass tingling. So should I keep this toy at my place, considering that you said it s too big? he asked, smirking at me.

No way! I earned it, and I m gonna need it the nights you re not around. I have a feeling Zeke and I are going to add many more toys to my collection, and I know I m never going to hide any of my sexual interests from him. He s the perfect guy for me, and I m not letting him get away.

Ms. Amy H., Somerville, Massachusetts

I m a busy guy I work full time and am also trying to start my own business on the side, so while I have plenty of money, I don t have much time to spend it. Nor do I have the time to waste wooing a woman who may or may not want to sleep with me. While I d love to have a girlfriend in my bed every night, the reality is that at this point in my life, it s just not practical. But I m a horny guy, and after a few months of daily masturbation, I got bored and went online to find a way to spice up my solo sex life.

After hours of clicking through many sites, I discovered the perfect solution to my problem: a blow up doll! The online store had a bigger selection than I d expected, and in some ways shopping for a doll reminded me of my attempts at Internet dating. I could select the hair color, height, race and body type I desired I could even find dolls modeled after my favorite porn stars. The endless options kept me going from page to page and instantly made my cock hard. While nothing will ever truly compete with the feel of a hot, wet pussy and the sound of a woman moaning in my ear, a doll would satisfy me more than my hand would.

I decided to buy a doll that looked nothing like any girl I d actually dated. This lady was meant to be a fantasy, an escape from my real life into a wilder one in which I was a total stud and she would do anything I wanted. I chose a portable goddess who was six feet tall, with silky blonde hair full, kissable pink lips huge breasts with perky nipples and a shaved, realistic looking pussy. I wanted her to be the kind of toy I could look at and get an immediate erection merely from the sight of it. I chose express shipping, and she arrived the next day, along with some lube. The package also contained flyers from the online store that advertised things like rope and handcuffs, in case I wanted to tie up my new fucktoy. I named her Carla.

First, I wanted to explore her body. She had three holes her mouth, her pussy and her anus that I could fuck her in, and I intended to make good use of all of them. By then, it had been a full four months since I d sank my dick into a real woman s juicy cunt, and I was more than ready. I dimmed the lights, put on some Isaac Hayes and prepared to bang my new sweetie. I didn t think of her as a regular sex toy. The whole point of buying a doll was that I could at least imagine that she was someone I could make come, that I could get all the satisfaction I get out of actual sex without the hassle of dealing with a real chick.

Do you like my cock? I asked her as I unveiled it. I don t mean to brag, but I pack a good nine inches, and at that moment I was rock hard. I bet you want me to fuck you, don t you? Just saying the words, even if I was really talking to myself, turned me on. I then pretended that she was so overcome with desire she didn t say anything all she wanted was my stiff dick in her mouth.

I lubed up my shaft and then sank my cock into her waiting mouth. That s it, baby, take the whole thing. I held on to her head as I fucked my new toy with abandon. Even if I closed my eyes, it wasn t an exact match my doll didn t simulate a woman s wet, willing mouth, but in a way, this was better because I could pound her as hard as I wanted. Besides, women are always going on and on about how great their sex toys are why should they have all the fun? I could tell already that this toy was going to give me one of the best orgasms of my life.

Just like in real life, though, I didn t want to come in her mouth. I eased out and saw droplets of pre come collecting at the tip of my dick, indicating how excited I was. Carla gazed up at me adoringly as I ran my cock along her breasts, down her stomach and neared her pussy. I looked between her legs at her realistic looking sex, then added more lube to make sure there was no discomfort. I planned to fuck her in all three of her holes, to see which one was the tightest. After my dick was sufficiently coated, I rubbed the head against the opening of her cunt, but then I couldn t wait any longer. The heady excitement was too much for me, and I plunged inside, letting my hands cup her breasts. Those were a little disappointing because there s no way a love doll s tits can measure up to a true handful of womanflesh, but I used my active imagination to pretend I was pinching the nipples of a highly sensitive woman, one who could practically come from nipple stimulation.

I loved that I could straddle her, drop my full weight onto her, and not worry about her enjoyment or what she was thinking. When I m with a woman, of course I want to please her, to make her cry out in orgasm, but sometimes that pursuit tends to overshadow my own climax. Sometimes I want the focus to be on me and me only, with my cock reigning supreme. My new blow up doll was perfect for that.

Now, it may have been my heightened state of arousal, but I swear it felt like her pussy tightened around me. Maybe my dick just got bigger because I was so turned on. Soon my breathing got more ragged, and I sank in and enjoyed the sensations of fucking her, while reminding myself not to come before I d tried out her ass. I then grabbed her by the hips and began pumping her along the length of my dick.

After a few minutes, I decided to try a new position and flipped us over so I was on my back, and she was riding me. She wasn t cuddly like a real girl, and lacked a live girl s heft, but it still felt good to wrap my arms around her and hug her tight as I pumped up into her. Then I began to bounce her up and down on my cock until I was ready to check out her backdoor, which I d been saving for last.

I turned her over onto her stomach and began to dirty talk again. I bet you love to take it up the ass, I told her as I prepared to invade her there. Once again, I slathered my dick with lube, glad I d bought a jumbo size bottle. Then I aimed my cockhead at her starfish and pressed inside. She, of course, didn t move or make a sound, but my imagination filled in her response. I held her flat against the mattress and fucked her ass the way I did my last girlfriend s. Many women say they don t like anal sex, but the truly wanton ones actually like getting it up the butt better than having it in their pussies. But I knew that Carla wouldn t utter a single complaint!

Since this doll was mine to control, I could make her into my perfect woman, and that s one who wants my come in her ass. I pulled out for a second and beat my cock against her hole, then shoved myself back inside. I needed more lube because she was a tight squeeze, but it was one that I welcomed. I leaned over her and whispered in her ear, You have the hottest ass I ve ever fucked. I know it may sound silly, but in the moment, it felt spectacular. I couldn t wait any longer, and I came inside the doll. There wasn t much room for my ejaculate, so some of it wound up leaking out, which looked totally hot.

Afterward, I tenderly washed her and then placed her in my bed, under the covers. She has become my prized possession, and I look forward to our sessions, even as I hope to meet a real woman for either a one night stand or longer relationship. In the meantime, I may order another doll so that Carla has a sexy friend to play with.

Mr. Jim E., Washington, D.C.

When it comes to fetishes, I d say mine is pretty benign, almost normal even. Thankfully, this means that most women are willing to indulge in what I love most: painting their toenails in bright colors. Something about the sight of a perfectly pedicured foot, nails gleaming with sparkling hot pink or bold red, makes my dick rock hard. I want to worship the woman s feet literally.

A bare foot is just that bare. The woman may be a knockout, but if her feet are not well taken care of, I m not interested. That said, the average woman takes pride in her feet and wants to show them off, especially if she has an adoring audience. I live in sunny Miami, Florida, so there are plenty women walking around in flip flops and other shoes that allow me to ogle their toes all the time. I couldn t bear to live someplace where it gets cold in the winter and I d be deprived of one of life s greatest joys.

To me, a woman who has bold, attention getting nail polish is fun loving in bed and out. She s the kind of woman who will drink me under the table and dance until dawn, not one who sips at a glass of wine and turns in at eleven. She s wild in the sack and up for fucking anywhere and everywhere. That s what I look for in a woman, along with her pretty, painted toes.

When I met Darlene last year, I actually made an exception to my rule. She was gorgeous, with fine blonde hair, big blue eyes, and a curvy figure that culminated in slender calves and slim, pretty feet. She was perfect in every way except that her nails were unpainted. I sensed there was potential in her, and when I first saw her at the beach, I asked if I could sit near her. Eventually, we wound up playing footsie, and I sensed she wanted me to kiss her, but before I did, I had an important question.

I pulled slightly away from her, put my hand on her shoulder and said, Darlene, I want to ask you something. I think you re beautiful, but I would love to buy you a pedicure, so you could get your toes painted some super bright color to make them really stand out, the kind of color you can see from far away. Then I will give you the best foot massage you ve ever had and suck your pretty toes until you beg me to suck on your pussy in the same way. It was a pretty bold move on my part after all, I didn t know her at all, and while she was flirting with me, she may have simply wanted to indulge in an intimate makeout session rather than a steamy foot sex tryst.

But fortune favors the bold, and no more so than that day. From the smile that spread across her face, you d have thought that I d offered her a trip to Paris or a winning lottery ticket. Instead of kissing me, she swiveled around and moved one of her unpainted feet to cover my crotch, massaging my increasingly hard cock. Not only can you I m going to demand that you do it, or else I ll be very unhappy. Only then did she kiss me, while my mind swarmed with all sorts of naughty foot fantasies.

I like to watch a woman get a pedicure, but nothing beats giving one to her myself. I have all the supplies at home, and I love playing with a sexy babe s tootsies. I brought Darlene back to my place and granted her the honor of picking which color would adorn her nails, and she chose my favorite, a glowing, sparkling bright magenta that overpowered the eyes. I filled the bathtub with hot water and was again thrilled at my good luck when she simply stripped off all her clothes and jumped right in. Here was a woman who loved her body and wanted me to appreciate its curves, too! I may be a foot man, but that doesn t mean I didn t also want to feast on her gorgeous tits or get my mouth coated with her sex juices.

She sank into the tub, and I gave her shoulders a little massage while her feet soaked, then she sat on the edge of the tub wrapped in my bathrobe while I went to work on her feet. They were in good shape, so I merely had to file her toenails before I was ready to put the polish on. I could have done a more extensive job, but I was eager to put the color on so it could dry and then the real fun would begin. With each stroke of the brush onto her toenails, my dick throbbed. Seeing them go from plain to simply stunning is the part I like best. It s what some women must feel when putting on lipstick and seeing the transformation from okay to knockout.

Darlene kept up a steady stream of conversation, while I had to focus so as not to let my hand shake and mess up her pedicure. She kept licking her lips in a way that indicated she wanted to suck my cock, but even that didn t tempt me. You have beautiful feet, you know, I said. I m glad you re letting me do this.

The pleasure s all mine, she said, as she winked at me. I moved one leg slightly to the side after I d finished painting the first coat and looked at her pussy. It was perfectly shaved and glistening with dew. I was further enflamed by the notion that she was getting excited by the same thing that was arousing me. I still had to add a second coat and a clear top coat, and then we had to find ways to touch each other without ruining the polish. We made out, but when she stepped on top of my feet, I couldn t return the favor and play true footsie. The torture was exquisite and delicious all at the same time.

How about I spank you while we wait? I asked her.

She smiled and said, We could do that, but I d rather spank you.

I m not really a submissive, but with the right woman, I can become anything she wants me to be, and Darlene was proving to be pretty much my dream woman: a bold sexy dynamo who went after what she wanted. I agreed and gave her a belt of mine to use on me. As she went about striking my bottom with the belt, I thought of her as having acquired domme powers via the polish, the ability to have her way with me conferred by my own hand. The blows stung, but they were sweetened by her words of praise and promises that if I took everything she gave me, she d stuff both feet in my mouth!

I drooled with anticipation as she lashed me until my bottom burned and my cock was as stiff as a board. Finally, she stopped and bent down, gently tonguing my hot skin until I almost thought I would come. Please can I taste your toes? I begged, knowing I had to wait for her to grant me permission.

Kiss my feet first, she commanded, and I did more than that, kissing and licking and nibbling as she moaned with contentment. Finally, it was time, and as she slowly stroked her pussy, priming it for my tongue, I got a mouthful of hot pink toes, as many as I could cram inside. She couldn t truly fit all of them in my mouth but, boy, did she try! I appreciated her effort, and from her grunts and groans I knew that she was getting as turned on as I was. Finally, I took her saliva covered feet and held them in my hands as I bent down to lap her cunt. Her flavor was sweet and tangy, and I licked her until she screamed in orgasm. Only then did I plunge my hard cock inside her, making sure to suck on her toes while I fucked her hard.

It was the best of everything, and I gave her another climax before allowing myself to spurt my load inside her. Darlene and I ended the night eating cold cereal while naked in my kitchen, and I slept with my head at her feet, my body curled up against them. We ve been together since then, and her toes have been painted every color of the rainbow, the brighter the better!

Mr. Gary T., Miami, Florida

My husband, Jon, and I were excited because we were going to see our friends, Leah and Walter, after what had felt like an unusually long time apart. We d met them years ago, when we all attended the same graduate school. It was there that we d discovered a shared love of group sex, which never seemed to grow old. Though our careers had taken us in opposite directions across the country, we each traveled every few months to fulfill our needs with our favorite people in the world.

This time, we were meeting at a hotel where we had booked adjoining rooms. Being the first to arrive, we were thrilled when we heard a knock at our door. Leah and Walter were as anxious as we were, so they hadn t even bothered to drop off their suitcases. We just shoved their bags in a corner with ours and fell into each other s arms, all of us eager to get the ball rolling.

Often, we d get started by pairing off in boy girl couples, but this time, Leah and I embraced first. As her small, firm breasts pressed against my larger ones, I breathed in deeply, inhaling her familiar scent. My pussy had been wet for hours the anticipation of this moment had kept it dripping constantly and now a fresh gush of juices soaked the crotch of my panties. The thing that really did it for me was the knowledge that I was about to taste my best friend again. I could tell that she was as excited as I was because she ground her mound against mine, tipped back her head and moaned.

Jon was right there to press his mouth to hers, and he quickly snaked his tongue between her parted lips. He worked his hands between us to squeeze her firm little tits as he started grinding her from behind, so she could feel his erection against her asscheeks. I was getting a similar reintroduction to Walter s stiff cock, and I couldn t decide what I wanted more: to eat Leah or to suck her husband. Then my cunt pulsed, and I had my answer: I d fuck one while licking the other, just like I used to do when we were in school.

We were a cluster of busy hands as we stripped each other naked, and then I gave a Jon a look that told him to help me maneuver Leah onto the bed. We got her on her back, and he sat beside us, preferring, as usual, to watch for the first few minutes. Wanting to put on a good show for him, I straddled the sexy brunette s torso and engaged her in a passionate girl girl kiss. Then I trailed my lips down her body until they reached her dew dropped labia, and once again I inhaled the incredible scent of my best friend. Walter knelt behind me, and when he reached around to finger my clit, I gasped loudly, expelling a breath that was hot enough to make Leah writhe when it hit her pussy.

She was obviously primed, and I lightly lapped her nether lips so that she didn t come too soon. A flood of memories came pouring back, just as her honey dripped down my throat, and I licked her labia with a ferocious hunger in an attempt to imprint that flavor on my brain. Then I sucked on each delicate petal before drawing circles on her sex with my tongue, moving ever inward until I was gently ringing her stiffened button.

Walter kept his hands on my hips, kneading my flesh with knowledgeable fingers as his cockhead played over my moist folds. Then, without warning, he speared my cunt so forcefully that he was buried to the root within seconds. That pushed me forward so hard that my face bumped against his wife s steamy center, and she cried out as more liquid gushed from her gaping hole. Now, as I lapped at the salty sweet nectar, I also enjoyed a good fucking, doggy style.

I glanced up and discovered that Jon was still watching intently, so I decided it was high time he joined in the fun. I reached for his erection somewhat blindly, and when I found it, I used it to pull him forward. I was now totally occupied, with Walter s cock sawing away in my pussy while my husband s throbbed and pulsed in my fist meanwhile, my tongue remained busy at Leah s quivering labia. That changed, however, when she looked over and saw how busy I was. Motioning for Jon to move closer to her, she rose up on her elbows so he could position his dick at her mouth, which she opened wide. Then she wrapped her lips around his crown and inched them slowly down his thick shaft.

As Leah deep throated my husband, I returned my attention to her cunt, which wasn t easy with Walter doing everything he could to make me come and then some. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of my hips as his cock stroked steadily between my thighs, swelling even larger inside me as his arousal escalated. My own lust was climbing skyward as my erect nipples scraped against the cool sheets and my clit throbbed mercilessly. Walter started toggling that sensitive button as he fucked me, adding yet another sensation for me to enjoy. At first, just my toes tingled, but then that feeling spread upward until my whole body was shaking.

I licked and sucked Leah s quivering flesh like it was the first meal I d had in a good, long while. Her hands grasped my scalp and her fingers threaded through my short blonde hair, which kept my face pressed against her slippery crotch. I m sure that the pressure she exerted was subconscious because it certainly wasn t necessary she knew from past experience that I d eat her until she d come at least once, though it was more likely I wouldn t stop until she had happily reached multiple orgasms.

Since we both had our mouths full, it was mainly our husbands vocalizations that filled the room. Walter grunted as his pelvis crashed into my asscheeks with a slapping sound while Jon, the quieter of the two, moaned softly as Leah sucked him. She slurped over his prick like a popsicle and the wet smack of her lips joined the sexy soundtrack. Then, when Leah started to come, the chorus reached an erotic crescendo.

Jon was probably the first to notice because she moaned so loudly with her lips wrapped around his dick that there was no way he couldn t have felt the vibrations. My own oral attack had never let up, not even when Walter touched a finger to my anus and gently massaged it while impaling me on his prick. My efforts seemed to be paying off, and I managed to stave off my own orgasm as I drove my friend toward hers. The grip on my head tightened as the heat of her cunt increased, so I slipped a finger into her sex and gave her a few good strokes, knowing how to push her over the edge.

She writhed wildly, her ass rising off the mattress, and I endeavored to drive her to as many orgasms as possible. Keeping my mouth at her cunt wasn t easy because Walter was making headway in his attempts at getting us off, too. He tickled my tight crimp with one teasing fingertip as he jackhammered into me, and it wasn t long before my pussy constricted around his shaft. I felt his crown scraping my canal with each thrust, and soon I was also shaking violently as I raced toward my own climax.

Leah s hands still kept me locked me against her, so she felt it when I cried out, which triggered another deluge of juices from her cunt. She, however, remained silent, and I learned later that it was because Jon had peaked at the exact same moment, and she was gulping down copious amounts of his creamy load. Walter, meanwhile, steadfastly pumped away at my aching pussy, which now constricted his shaft even more.

I was ecstatic because I d been craving that sort of sensory overload ever since the last meeting with our favorite couple. I could hear Jon grunting above me as Leah eked forth a few more drops of his cream with her mouth meanwhile, I continued plying her clit with my tongue until she was pushing me away instead of pulling me closer. I finally let up, satisfied that I d pleased her so I could concentrate on my own gratification.

Now that my husband s balls were empty, he moved closer and stroked my back as I enjoyed Walter s attention. Leah sat up and played with my sensitive tits, pinching and twisting my nipples while her husband raised the stakes by working his finger into my asshole. That, combined with his cockhead banging against my core, made me see stars like I never had before.

I crashed back against him, squashing his velvety sac with my asscheeks as I swallowed his dick and his digit with both of my holes. I heard him shout before I felt his release, but it came quickly: a hot, wet rush that poured over my insides. He held me tightly against him as his essence spilled into my cunt not that I had any desire to dislodge him. In fact, I can t think of anything I relished more than once again feeling his shaft pulsating inside me as another volley of semen issued forth. Then, when his reserves were depleted, he relaxed his grip as his dick gradually softened and slipped from my pussy s grasp.

Although we d had plans to go out for dinner that night as well as see some of the local sights over the next few days, we never even left the hotel. We just fucked and sucked to our hearts content, and ordered in room service whenever we got hungry. Periodically, we d switch rooms to let housekeeping change our sheets and straighten up, but other than that, we agreed that all we really needed was each other and a bed large enough for four.

Ms. Maria S., Butte, Montana

In college, my friends always called me bossy, even bitchy. I couldn t help it, though. I was raised to be independent, and it didn t matter the situation, I needed to be in charge. The only time I ever let myself lose control was in the bedroom, and that was mostly out of fear that my dates wouldn t appreciate my attitude and I d end up alone and desperate to get laid. Then I started seeing Jake.

We were together for about a year before I noticed the problems. We were compatible in every way. We got along perfectly except in the bedroom. For the first few months, things were great, but after we hit that one year mark, things started going south. No matter what we did, neither one of us seemed to enjoy the sex anymore. I bought self help books, instructional videos, x rated movies and magazines, but nothing worked. We were simply sexually incompatible or so I thought.

Then one day I was reading the newspaper and came across a story about a fetish party held at a club in the city the week before. The party didn t really sound all that impressive, but the sidebar about the dominatrice who hosted the event definitely caught my attention. She talked about how much better sexual relationships are when one party takes control, and then she discussed a couple she d worked with, helping them to improve their sex life by teaching the wife to be more dominant in the bedroom. As I read the story, I felt myself getting excited.

There was something about the thought of being completely in charge in the bedroom that I found appealing. My pussy started to get wet at the thought of being totally in control of my big, strong boyfriend, and I couldn t stop the small whimper that escaped my throat.

For a brief second I contemplated asking Jake what he thought of trying our own domme/sub role playing game, but then I thought better of it. If I wanted to be in charge, I certainly couldn t go around asking my slave if he was okay with it. I had to act like I was in control first, and then he d have no choice but to fall in line. At least, I hoped it would work that way.

That night I put my plan into action. When Jake lay down on the bed, I put on my best stern schoolteacher face and began to scold him.

What do you think you re doing? I said, my voice low and harsh. Did I tell you it was okay to get in bed yet? Get up and get over here. Now!

Jake looked surprised by my sudden outburst, but instead of asking what the hell I was doing, he simply hopped off the bed and moved to stand in front of me, with his head bowed. His unquestioning acceptance of my command caught me off guard, and it took me a minute to shake off my surprise and put my game face on again. When I did, though, I really took charge.

Get those clothes off and get on the floor! I demanded, my pussy tingling more with each word. It seemed like I was finally doing exactly what I should have done right from the start.

Jake was naked in a heartbeat, and as soon as he had his clothes off and piled in the corner, he was on his knees in front of me. My assumed dictatorship in the bedroom felt so natural that I didn t even have to think about what my next move would be. Jake, too, seemed more comfortable in his new role as my submissive, and when I demanded that he kiss my feet, he went straight to work without so much as a questioning look.

He kissed the top of my foot a dozen times, then moved on to the toes, placing kisses on each one before laving them with his tongue, letting the moist tip dip into the spaces between my toes. It was a completely unique sensation, so different from anything I d ever felt before, and I absolutely loved it! When he moved on to my other foot, I tipped my head back and purred with pleasure. I couldn t get enough of his mouth on my skin. I soon realized what I was doing, however, and quickly shooed him away with my foot it wasn t right to let him know how much I was enjoying him, at least not yet.

Take my clothes off! I ordered next, and Jake, his dick rock hard with excitement, was quickly back in action, trying to pull my shirt over my head in a wild, urgent fashion.

No! I shouted. Do it right! Unbutton the shirt first, then take it off properly.

Having been scolded twice already, Jake bowed his head briefly and started his task again, this time doing it my way. He worked each button of my blouse carefully, then eased the item off my shoulders and folded it neatly before laying it on the floor. My skirt was next, and he was equally careful with the short, flimsy garment as he d been with my blouse, unbuttoning and unzipping the side closure before inching it slowly down my hips. When I was standing in only my underwear, he looked up at me for a moment before carefully unclasping my bra and sliding my panties down my legs.

Standing naked in front of him, I let his gaze linger on my body for a few seconds, watching as his eyes filled with awe. He d always looked at me like I was the most beautiful woman he d ever set eyes on, but the way he was staring at me now was so much more intense.

Lick my pussy! I hollered, the harsh words spilling out of my mouth and breaking into Jake s silent reverie and making my pussy tingle before I even knew what I was doing. It seemed being a dominatrice really was the most natural role for me.

Crawling between my legs, Jake maneuvered his body to find the best possible position for his most recent assignment. It took a moment for him to find a comfortable angle, but as soon as he was settled, I felt his tongue lapping at my pussy. He s always been a good pussy licker, but there was something different about it this time, and I wondered if our role playing was making everything we did feel better than usual. I didn t get to think about it long, though, since Jake was as busy as a beaver between my thighs, his tongue lapping furiously at my pussy. He was slobbering all over my slit, getting me wetter than I already was, and I had to force myself to give him at least one more command.

Make me come! I demanded.

With both of us ready to explode, Jake threw himself into his final task. His nose was buried in my slit as he licked my pussy. His tongue worked fast, lapping at every inch of cunt he could reach, and when he d made my entire pussy slick with his spit, he started nibbling. His teeth worked gently along my cunt lips, sending tingles through my body with each nip. It was almost too much for me, but I was able to control myself. When he reached my clitoris, however, all bets were off. His lips wrapped around my little bundle of nerves, and I started riding his face, grinding my pussy into his mouth. I was on the verge of a climax, and even before it hit, I knew it would be one of the biggest and best of my life.

A minute later, I was proven correct. With his lips still locked firmly around my clit, Jake teased it with his tongue, drawing me closer to the edge, and then he bit down, sending shock waves through my body. I came, hard, my body quivering in ecstasy while Jake hungrily drank my juices.

It was the perfect start to our new relationship, and we spent the rest of the night in our new roles, with me giving orders and Jake obeying without question. He was so well behaved that I even let him fuck me a few times and come in me, too! We re still a regular couple outside the bedroom, but ever since we discovered a new way to play, we re happier than we ve ever been!

Ms. Anita W., San Francisco, California

Many people think of lesbians or bisexual women as sweet, soft and gentle lovers. And some of them are but not me and my girlfriend, Lucy. We are as kinky as anyone else and rarely indulge in strictly vanilla sex. Sure, we have oral and anal sex, and like a good finger fucking, but most of our sex is accompanied by a side of sweet pain and/or submission.

We met at an all women play party, and when I saw her tied up and getting hot wax dripped on her nipples by a butch dyke, I was immediately intrigued by her. There were other women there who were doing kinky things, but Lucy had something about her that drew me in. She had curly brown hair and ultra red lips, and she was squirming so sensually within her snug fitting bonds, I had to walk over and get a closer look at her. I d been single for the past two months, and while there had been a few girls I d flirted with, nobody had truly captured my attention.

But Lucy was different, and the woman topping her didn t mind me standing right near them to observe their sexy antics. Lucy looked up and made eye contact with me as the woman peeled off some of the wax in order to fasten nipple clamps to Lucy s nubs. Pleasurable pain washed through her and was reflected in her face, and her partner continued to sweetly torment her with the wax and clamps until the end of their scene. Lucy had a short conversation and lusty makeout session with the woman who d just made her scream with desire, and then she boldly came over and introduced herself to me.

Lucy s smile was so seductive I had to pull myself together to give her a normal sounding response and not immediately grab her for a kiss. So do you come to lots of these parties? she asked, fishing for information. That was her way of asking if I was a fellow bottom or if I liked it on top.

I was honest with her. I ve done both, and I really think I m a switch. Seeing pretty girls squirm turns me on, but I ve been known to bend over for a spanking now and then.

I like that answer, she said, then she ran a bright red nail down my exposed arm, digging it into my flesh the farther she got. I could already imagine those nails sinking into my back during sex. We d been sitting in chairs next to each other, but at that point she got up and perched herself on my lap without asking. I decided to take control.

I reached down, lifted up her skirt and slapped her ass while she squirmed against me. Lucy responded by pressing her breasts into my face. Do you think you can get away with being so forward because you have such beautiful cleavage? I asked, my lips against her skin.

Yes, I do, she said, then laughed, the tinkling sound traveling through my body as she lifted her breasts out of her bra and presented them to me. One had a gold hoop running through the nipple, and she wagged the ring back and forth in teasing invitation. I tugged on it, and then I licked her nipple while pinching the other one.

I can t believe that after all you just did, you re ready for more.

Baby, she said with a laugh I would come to treasure, I m always ready for more.

She was such a tease grinding away on my lap and causing onlookers to stop what they were doing and watch us that I knew I d have to get my revenge on her. When her hands reached out to touch me, I pulled them behind her back. Keep them there, or I ll tie them together, I said. She mock growled at me, a super sexy sound, and I went back to tugging on her nipple ring with my teeth. Then I reached for a mini flogger I happened to see on a nearby table and began striking it against her breasts. Lucy dutifully leaned back, balancing herself on the chair, while I lashed her tender breasts.

This drew cheers from the women who were gathered around, which only spurred both of us on we had exhibitionism in common, too! Soon her once pale breasts were streaked with pink and red, and I wished I had a real cock to slide between them, but the one I was packing would have to do.

Get on your knees in front of me, and push your tits together, I ordered, pinching one nipple for good measure. Lucy grinned at me as she quickly followed my order, and I opened my pants. I was turned on by her obedience, and even though we d just met, I felt we were true kinky soul mates.

While keeping her eyes locked on mine, Lucy pushed her voluptuous breasts together to provide a fleshy tunnel for my red silicone cock. I fished out the toy, and she licked her lips clearly she wanted to suck it, too. You ll get a taste. Be patient. She moved her tits apart enough to welcome the dildo, and as she hugged the toy with her boobs, I started thrusting back and forth, enjoying the sensual imagery as well as the sensation of the base of the dick hitting my clit.

I d meant to ease into my climax, but I got so worked up that I grabbed her hair and started ramming my cock up and down. Her tongue darted out, and I allowed her to lick the tip of the toy whenever she could catch it. We then shifted so that I was grabbing her by the nipples as she deep throated my cock. I maintained the pace, gauging how much more she could take and enjoying watching her. Like a real guy, I yanked the dick from her mouth and teased her by running it along her lips. Hearing her whimper for more was music to my ears. I allowed her a few more minutes of sucking, but soon I was unfastening the harness and tossing the dildo to the side so she could eat my pussy. I followed that up by giving her a sound spanking and a solid fucking with the cock to round out the evening.

Since that night we ve had so many adventures, both in public and private. The other day, I was feeling mischievous, and when I walked in the door, I knew that I wanted to be the bottom for the night. So I hung up my coat, and then crawled over to where Lucy was sitting at the table, clicking away on her computer. She hardly seemed to notice me until I was right in front of her. She reached down to pat my head. Hey, baby, she said.

I purred, nuzzling against her, kissing her bare leg as she typed. Oh, I see, you want to be my pet tonight. Good. There were a few more minutes of keyboard clicks, and then I heard the printer whirring. She d made a list of tasks for me, and the first one was to get naked. Then I was to make her dinner, possibly exposing myself to our neighbors as I worked in our kitchen. They don t have a direct view into our place, but if they are standing in a certain spot in their house, they can see in, and the thought really excited me as much as it also made me kind of nervous.

I m more into the mental aspects of BDSM, while she enjoys physically submitting to me. This meant that while I cooked her favorite pasta dish, my pussy was pounding with arousal, so much so that I nearly poured too much salt into the dish by accident. However, I regained my composure and made sure to follow the recipe exactly, because I knew that if I served her well, I d be rewarded. Sure enough, as I later knelt again at her side, watching her eat, I got to hear her numerous compliments about my cooking and how sexy I looked. After dessert, she marched me upstairs, and we stood in front of the full length mirror while she fucked me with her fingers. Every time I shut my eyes, she d stop, demanding that I open them. I dutifully looked at our reflection as she coaxed my orgasm from me, her fingers eventually emerging coated in my cream. Afterward, she fed them to me, and then she fed me her pussy, which I eagerly licked and sucked until she came.

We like to mix things up, and our varied kinky interests complement each other. Both of us are able to access our dominant and submissive sides, making for a super hot sex life. I can t ask for much more in a girlfriend, and I look forward to playing with her well into the future.

Ms. Gina R., Seattle, Washington

The first thing I noticed about Anne was her ass. I saw the smokin hot blonde on the dance floor of some club with her girlfriends, and I couldn t tear my eyes away from her generously proportioned behind. It was encased in a pair of low riding, super tight designer jeans, and I knew I d be kicking myself later if I didn t get my hands on those gorgeous buns. When I approached her and we started to dance, I got the feeling that she was into me, too, so I moved around her body to writhe with her from behind. As I d hoped, she leaned back so I could press up against her and grind my erection against her sweet derriere.

She reacted even better than I d hoped. For a few minutes, she danced against me in time to the pulsing disco beat, a motion that was reminiscent of a good ass fucking. But she really exceeded my expectations when she looked up and mouthed the words, My place?

We couldn t get there fast enough. When we arrived, our clothes hit the floor within minutes, and I had Anne bent over the back of a comfy looking armchair. We d been making out the entire cab ride over, our lips locked, tongues tangling and hands roving as they learned the lay of each other s body. So it really wasn t that odd that we got naked so quickly when we were finally alone. Her body was even more gorgeous than I had imagined: well toned and athletic, with high, firm breasts and oh, that ass, which was surprisingly substantial for such a petite, fit woman. I d been dying to get up close and personal with those fleshy globes all night and now that opportunity, as well as my cock, had arisen. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I held her to me tightly and stroked my shaft between her thighs.

I knew I was on the right track when she let out this sweet little squeal and squeezed my length between her legs. I pumped in and out of the tunnel between her thighs a few more times, dragging myself along her pussy, which dripped so copiously that it left a slippery sheen on my flesh. Soon, I was wet enough to penetrate her where there wasn t any natural lubricant, which is what I d been aiming for. I was ready and she was practically begging me for it, so I grasped her buttocks with my thumbs, pulled them apart and positioned my cockhead at her winking asshole.

Although this was my first time with Anne, I had little doubt that she d be into anal due to how she d been acting. As soon as I touched the tip of my dick to her rosebud, she leaned backward onto it. The muscle immediately dilated to swallow my bulbous knob whole, and then the remainder of my length followed suit. She didn t stop moving until her buttocks were flush with my balls. I was buried inside her, and I d barely had to do a thing!

She paused, and we both took a moment to enjoy the onslaught of sensations. I couldn t get enough of the feeling of her smooth rear passage hugging my member, and I can t even imagine how she must have felt with my wildly throbbing shaft buried deep inside her butt. When her muscles gave me a little squeeze, she giggled, so I knew that the palpitations were on purpose. It was like she was jerking me off from inside, so I snaked a finger between her labia to show her how much I appreciated the effort.

When she gasped loudly and reared up, I knew that the time had come to get busy. Keeping my finger pressed against her clitoris, I loosened my grip on her waist so I could withdraw my cock from between her asscheeks. Soon, only the crown remained lodged in her tight crimp but instead of sliding back into her, I pulled her against me, hard, until she was once again fully impaled on my length.

My sac was pressed flat between us, but that didn t stop its contents from pulsing. It swung free again when she pulled herself off me, but it was pleasurably squashed when her ass crashed back against my pelvis, swallowing me whole again. She grunted with the impact apparently, I d connected with her somewhere deep inside. She seemed to enjoy fucking herself on my cock so I held still and let her do her thing. It was delightful for me, too, and the way her anus tugged the skin back and forth over my shaft was one of the most amazing things I d ever experienced with a woman.

Her movements quickened as she furiously fucked herself in an obvious effort to drive us both to orgasm. She huffed and puffed with the effort, and then she slumped forward, gripped the chair tighter and began ramming herself onto me more forcefully. Her asscheeks slammed against my hipbones as she used my cock like a dildo, and though my own arousal was also mounting, I remained collected enough to enjoy the spectacle. Her back was arched and her tits bounced beneath her as a rivulet of sweat ran slowly down her temple. In that position, I could barely make out the ecstatic look on her pretty face as she endeavored to reach her climax and that, more than anything, made me want to help her. So, as she continued guiding the action, I applied more pressure to her sensitive nubbin, flicking it back and forth until she was trembling.

For Anne, that trembling soon led to her gasping for air, and she would periodically demand, More! or Harder! before gulping down yet another labored breath. More than happy to oblige, I rubbed her clit more vigorously, and when that didn t do the trick, I stretched out my first two digits and plunged them into her slippery hole. As her ass glided over my phallus, I repeatedly thrust in my fingers and then pulled them back out, caressing her from deep inside her pussy.

Once I d started this, I couldn t stop, because I benefited from it as well. Since my dick was still buried in Anne s ass, I could feel my own fingertips against my shaft through the thin membrane separating them I was essentially masturbating through a hot, wet cunt. She began quivering like crazy, and then she started jerking around on my length. Once or twice, her movements grew so erratic that she dislodged my cock from her asshole. Whenever that happened, I took the opportunity to pull my fingers out of her pussy and smear more of her incessantly flowing fluids on my shaft.

Re lubricating facilitated our coupling, and she flew faster over my length. I finger fucked her as hard as I could, shoving my fingers into her pussy as far as they would go, and rubbing her from the inside in an effort to find all of her most sensitive spots. Finally, we hit on the correct combination, and she let out an almost ferocious scream of pleasure before jerking on my dick for a few moments. Her excitement was so great that a fresh flow of her honey rained onto my hand, and I marveled that this was a girl I d only met a few hours earlier.

When Anne s body finally came to rest, the muscles of her cunt and anus remained constricted around the appendages of mine that still invaded them. Her passages massaged me gently with a series of pulses as my partner remained slumped over the armchair, panting in a futile attempt to regain her composure.

Quickly, I drew back and yanked my cock from her ass s grip. Then I lined myself up with her rear hole and thrust back in with as much force as I could muster. By then, I d been buried in her for so long that she accommodated my length and girth easily. Once again, she steeled herself for an attack, holding the back of the velvety armchair tightly as I jerked in and out of her behind with a series of short, quick movements. Then, to move about more freely, I slipped my finger from her pussy, so I could squeeze one plush breast as I drove myself toward climax.

In the pursuit of my orgasm, I managed to eke a few more tremors out of my partner. As a result, her anus cinched my shaft so tightly that I couldn t stave off my explosion any longer. The contents of my balls began percolating and then finally boiled over. The floodgates opened wide, and a white hot rush of cream ripped through my dick, filling Anne s back hole.

I groaned loudly as my load shot out of my cock and poured into her asshole, and I kept my prick lodged in her until the very last viscous drop had been expelled. Spent, I slumped over onto her and nuzzled the back of her neck as I slipped my already softening erection from her behind. When I let her go a few minutes later, she handed me a Post it note with her number on it and then pointed me to the bathroom so I could clean up. When I was done, she showed me to the door, kissed me good bye and said she hoped we could do it again sometime soon. I vehemently agreed, because it s not every day that you get to meet a woman as into anal as Anne is, and my dick is already throbbing at the possibility of some more backdoor fun.

Mr. Adam L., Detroit, Michigan

Gavin s eyes bored into mine as I knelt on the floor in front of him, hands clasped behind my back, head tilted up toward him. The leash attached to my pink studded collar was slack, and I knew he was trying to decide exactly what sort of punishment would be best for me.

I d been a bad girl, and it was Master Gavin s job to punish me and make sure I learned my lesson. I d worn the wrong shoes on our date. Gavin had requested I wear my black heels, but I hadn t written it down, assuming I d remember. I didn t remember, though, and instead I d worn my pink heels, thinking they d go nicely with my outfit.

My boyfriend was looking at me with a wicked grin on his face. His lips curled up at the corners, and his eyes were full of mischief. Whatever he had planned for me was bound to be fun!

I hope you ve thought long and hard about your recent transgression, he said, his voice stern, and I nodded my head. Good, because now it s time for your punishment, and you know how I hate to punish my slave without first giving her time to contemplate her misdeeds. I nodded again.

Tugging on the leash, Master Gavin signaled that it was time for me to get down on all fours and follow him. I did as I was bidden and dropped my hands to the floor, crawling after him as he led me across the house. As we passed a sliding glass door, I caught a glimpse of myself in the reflection and smiled. I was wearing my black and pink polka dot panties and matching bra, and the ruffled lace around the edges made it look classier, I thought. My dark hair was curled and pinned back like a fifties style pinup girl s would be, and my collar and leash matched my ensemble perfectly. Even my heels, the ones I d gotten into trouble for wearing, looked great, and I smiled wider, knowing any punishment was worth it to look this good.

When I felt my leash become taut, I hurried to catch up to my master. His long stride had brought him several feet ahead of me in no time. I made sure to keep up my pace for the rest of the short journey, and when we reached the playroom, I crossed the threshold right behind him.

The playroom is the spare room that Gavin keeps off limits to guests. It s full of all our favorite toys, and there are handcuffs permanently affixed to the bedposts and a set of manacles and cuffs mounted on the far wall.

Pointing to the floor, Master told me to sit and stay while he got out the implements he d need for my punishment. I quickly sat and bowed my head, listening as he opened the toy chest and tried to figure out what he was pulling out of it. He was making too much noise, though, and I couldn t even begin to guess exactly what was going to happen next.

A moment later, he was in front of me again, and when he gently tugged my leash, I looked up at him. He had a crop in his hand that looked like a pretty pink rose, and I smiled. That s my favorite one, both because of how it looks and how nicely it stings my bottom, and the fact that Gavin was using it even though I d misbehaved meant that he d long since forgiven me for disobeying his orders. But the crop wasn t the only tool he d taken out for my punishment. There was also a spreader bar sitting on the floor.

Gavin locked my ankles into place at the ends of the bar, and then my wrists were locked into the cuffs that hung from the ceiling. In this position, I wouldn t be able to squirm out of his way when he whipped me, and it would be easier for him, too, since he d have a greater range of motion without me lying across his lap.

Wielding the crop with a sort of manly grace, Master Gavin pulled his arm back and swung, letting the first blow land in the middle of my right butt cheek. I felt the heart shaped petal leave its mark, and the braided stem, too, but I didn t complain. It was the sweetest feeling the world, and I was already anticipating the next stroke.

This one, too, landed firmly on its target: my left cheek. My ass tingled as it hit me and so did my cunt. I knew that as soon as my master started whipping me harder, I d be in seventh heaven, but I had to patiently accept his lighter swats first. Each time he swung his arm, the crop hit me with greater force, and I started to wiggle my ass, giving him the motivation he needed to keep punishing me.

I was overcome with pleasure after only ten or fifteen strokes, and I wondered if Gavin was as excited as I was, since I couldn t feel his arousal like I could when I laid over his lap for a spanking. The way he caressed my burning flesh a moment later told me that he was as turned on as I d hoped, and I knew my punishment wouldn t last too much longer.

I was right, and at the exact moment I decided that I couldn t take another stroke of the crop, Gavin pressed himself against my back, his stiff dick rubbing against my warm ass through his rough jeans. He was teasing me, trying to get a rise out of me, and I stayed as still as possible, knowing that any other reaction would only cost me the reward I was so desperate to get. Master seemed pleased with my response, as I knew he would be, and he d barely pulled away before he was in place again, this time with his pants unzipped and his naked cock rubbing against my butt.

Without unhooking my limbs from their cuffs, he rubbed his cock up and down my ass for a moment before aiming it at my dripping wet pussy. I felt his cockhead bump my sex, and I moaned as quietly as possible, letting him know how excited I was without getting myself into more trouble for making noise. Then I felt him pushing inside me, his fingers brushing my labia as he pulled his hand away and thrust his cock in as far as he could in that particular position. He filled me to the brim with his dick, and I felt a shiver run through my body when I thought about how it must feel for him to have his thick cock in my tight channel.

My thoughts were interrupted a second later as he started to thrust, pulling himself all the way out and then pushing back in. It was strange to be fucking him without being able to do anything in response to his movements, but I worked with the slack chains as much as I could, wiggling my hips a few inches in either direction and squeezing him with my PC muscles every time he pulled out. I worried that it wouldn t be enough for him, but when I felt his cock pulsing inside me and heard his breathing pick up as he huffed and puffed against my ear, I knew I was doing a good job.

Soon he was coming, thrusting hard against me, his balls slapping my still tender ass. I felt him shoot inside me, and then I felt my pussy flooding with his come. It was an intense feeling, and I wanted nothing more than to come, too, but I had to wait until Master said it was okay. Luckily, he can never say no to me, even when I ve been a bad slave, and when I asked politely to be allowed to come, he gave me the permission I sought.

My orgasm was intense, and I felt my juices gush out of me and flow in a river down my thighs. It was fantastic to come with Gavin and share an orgasm with my master, and I realized that the only time I ever came so hard was when I was being punished. Clearly, being bad is a very good thing!

Ms. Samantha C., Austin, Texas

My wife never wants to watch porn movies at home, but whenever we go on vacation, the first thing she does when we get to our hotel room is turn on the television and start flipping through the channels, looking for x rated movies. I can t understand that habit of hers, but I m not going to complain if it means I get to watch porn with her once in a while.

Our last trip was no different. We d checked into our hotel in the morning and then immediately headed out to the beach, not wanting to miss a moment of the warm, sunny weather. We spent the entire day outside, even having dinner at our hotel s outdoor restaurant. Then, when we finally made it back to our room, Kelly turned on the television and started clicking the remote until she landed on the pay per view porn station.

She immediately pressed the button that allowed her to order the available movie, and as soon as she entered our room code, the sounds of bodies slapping and loud moaning echoed through the bedroom.

As soon as the movie started playing, Kelly was raring to go, and in the fifteen seconds it took me to duck into the bathroom and hang up our towels from the beach, she d managed to take off her t shirt and bikini top and start playing with her tits. Her nipples were noticeably erect by the time I came out, and her eyes were dark with lust as she stared at the TV screen. I have no idea how she manages to get so hot so fast. She s the only woman I know who gets aroused so quickly and easily.

Normally I d join her, but as I watched her from the doorway, I decided I d rather just observe. She looked like an angel a wicked, dirty angel as she played with her tits, moaning as the scene before her got more heated. I couldn t tear my eyes away from her, and as I watched, I took my cock in my hand and started slowly rubbing it.

Kelly was too caught up in her own playtime to notice me, and I decided I liked watching her a lot more when she wasn t aware of me. She seemed more at ease than she did when she knew I was watching, and I figured it was because she was actually able to do what she needed most and she wasn t worried about making it look good for me. She was still beautiful, though, and my stiff dick grew even harder as I watched her massage her lovely breasts with one hand while the other traveled down over her toned belly toward her recently shaved slit.

The stud onscreen was sloppily eating his girl s cunt, and when she started to spasm from the pleasure she was receiving, Kelly s fingers dipped past her waistband and into her shorts. She d taken off her bikini bottoms before dinner, not wanting to get her shorts wet when she sat down, and I knew her fingers were meeting no resistance as they made their way to her pussy. Her hand was in up past her wrist, and I watched as her arm started moving, a clear sign that she was playing with her cunt. Seeing that got me even more excited, and I started jerking my dick faster, unable to control my unbearable urge.

Kelly s eyes stared straight ahead at the screen, never letting the sexy stud and his gorgeous girl out of her sight, not even to look for me. She was so involved that I wondered if she even knew I was missing or that I was there at all. Not that I really cared. I was happy to be watching her I didn t need to be part of the action all the time.

When I next looked at the TV, I saw that the couple had shifted positions. He was on top of her, aiming his dick at her pussy and getting ready to fuck her. Kelly, too, was changing position, taking off her shorts and then bending her knees and spreading her legs wide. She was going to finger fuck herself while the hot young couple in the movie fucked each other!

Now that I could clearly see what she was doing, with no clothing blocking my view, it was an even better show. She swirled her index finger in a lazy circle around her clit a few times, getting herself worked up. Then, when her breathing started to become more labored, I watched that same finger dip down between her pussy lips. I was jerking my cock frantically, but she was only getting started. She wiggled that slender digit between her puffy lips, pushing it further inside herself with each motion.

She added a second finger pretty quickly, and soon she was pumping furiously into her pussy. Her panting nearly matched the noises being made by the couple onscreen, and there was so much to see and hear that I felt myself getting overwhelmed. My dick was starting to ache, and no matter how fast I jerked it, nothing seemed to make the feeling go away. So I turned my attention to my wife and focused on her fingers. I watched the way they thrust in and out of her body, and each time she pulled them out, even the tiniest bit, I saw them shining with her pussy juice. I watched how she twisted her arm, trying to get a different angle with nearly every thrust. I saw how her back arched each time she hit a sensitive spot. The scene fascinated me, and while the onscreen fucking captivated Kelly, I was far more interested in the live show right there in the room.

I was ready to explode, and I knew I couldn t last much longer without reaching my release. I started really jacking my dick, working my fist up and down my stiff shaft at a speed I didn t know was possible. Kelly, too, seemed to be on the verge of climax, and her fingers flew in and out of her body faster. The hand that had been playing with her tits until then moved down to her pussy, too, and she started vigorously rubbing her sensitive clit as she continued to fuck herself with her other hand.

A minute later, we were both coming. My semen shot out of me and covered my hand before dripping down onto the floor. Kelly, meanwhile, was moaning loudly as she climaxed, her head thrashing around on her pillow. Then, after what had to be one of her most intense orgasms, she simply collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily.

After I washed myself off, I joined her in bed, pulling her to me and holding her close. Even though we hadn t fucked each other, it was still one of our best times together, and I had the hotel s pay per view porn to thank for it.

Mr. Joel G., Fort Collins, Colorado