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Short Story Sunday 2/19/2017 (Sage)

I never tried any kinky shit before Jeremy asked me, but I figured what the hell. So, here I am, laying in bed, naked, all four limbs tied to the bed post, blindfolded. Felt like I had been laying here for hours as he rummaged around the room, my senses in overdrive.

“You ready?” he asked, scaring me from my thoughts.

“I’ve been ready.”

“Smart ass.” I could tell he was smirking.

I felt something tickling my leg, a feather maybe. It sent a shiver straight up my back and to my pussy. Senses definitely in overdrive. I felt him move on to the bed on side of me and then in between my legs. My heart was racing. What the hell was he about to do? The agreement was I couldn’t ask questions or say anything. It was simply to pleasure him by pleasuring me.

I felt the feather on both legs now, going up my thigh. It tickled, but was very arousing. He brushed them up my belly, around my breasts, and circled my hard nipples. I gasped, letting him know I was explicitly enjoying this. Then the feathers stopped.  I moved a little and then heard the sound of a whistle and something slapping me hard, stinging, sending pain throughout my entire body.

“What the fuck Jeremy?”

“I said don’t move or speak,” he said and whipped me again across my thigh.

I winced but didn’t move. He really liked this punishing thing. I had to admit that this was turning me on as well. I felt his hands on my thigh where the whip had met my skin and he was massaging it with his hands and then his tongue and lips. Now that was more like it. He moved his way down to my right foot and began to massage it. Wearing those wretched heels all day, I needed this.

I couldn’t help but wonder what he was preparing me for, but I was going to enjoy it while it lasted. He stopped and I instantly felt something cold, ice, in his mouth, going up my leg. He moved slowly, in circles, up to my knee, then my thigh. Yes, he was about to put the ice on my clit. I’ve been waiting for this.

Then, he moved up to my navel, fucking bastard. I sighed, not realizing I had been holding my breath. This really was fucking torture, no pun intended. He moved to one nipple and I felt something clamp down on it. It must’ve been a clamp. He moved the ice around my nipple, stimulating it even more, while putting another clamp on the other.

At this point, I’m sure Niagara Falls was rushing from my pussy. I felt his body over me. He was a pretty big dude, 6’5, 250, muscles stacked, dark chocolate, buns of steel, and fine as fuck. He moved to my neck, making me forget about the nipple clamps. I moaned, and as he moved over me, I felt his dick on my stomach.

Though I had never seen or felt his dick, I knew it was big and I knew he was hard as fuck. He was torturing me and himself. I felt his fingers slide between my pussy lips.

“Oh God,” I whispered.

He began to slowly massage my bulging sex with his thumb, and I felt the oil, making his thumb smooth and the firm pressure more gentle. He brought his lips to mine, with what was left of the ice. He kissed me deeply, pressing his body and erect dick against me.

I wanted to move so bad and wrap my legs and arms around him, but the feeling of not being able to touch him and not being able to see, made this so much more erotic. He kissed my chin, moving down my chest and to my stomach, slipping his index finger inside me.

“J…j…Jer…Jeremy,” I stammered.

“Uh-uh,” he said against my stomach, instantly feeling the sting of his hand against my left thigh.

The sting made the feeling of his thumb on my clit, lips on my stomach and finger in my pussy more intense. For the love of God if this man doesn’t eat my pussy, I screamed in my head. As if he could hear my thoughts, he devoured my clit in his mouth, putting his whole face in it. Sucking, licking, so fucking sloppy. Then I felt it.

“Jeremy, I’m coming! I’m coming!”

The orgasm ripped through my entire body. I gripped the posts to cushion the impact from the earthquake coursing through my body.

“Yes! Fuck! Don’t stop! Shit! Oh, God!”

As I came down from the peak, he lapped up all of my juices, not wasting a drop. I was panting and really wanting to move, but he had other plans. He removed the nipple clamps and massaged an oil on them.

I felt him over me again, then he began to ferociously suck my left nipple and pinch the right. He grazed his teeth ever so gently, then switched breasts. I felt the tip of his dick near the entrance of my pussy. He inserted the head and my breath caught in my throat. He was fucking huge and it was just the head. He took it out and pushed it back in, only the head.

“Ahhhh,” I moaned.

I needed more, I wanted more.

“Not yet,” he said.

He moved off from over me and untied my wrists and ankles.

“Turn over,” he said.

I obeyed.

“Ass up, move to the edge of the bed.”

I obeyed. He massaged some oil on my ass and then I felt a sting against both ass cheeks. I restrained from moving, as hard as it was. He spread my ass cheeks and lubricated my ass, slipping his thumb inside. I’d never done anal, so I was very excited. He pulled his thumb out and I felt something replace it. He slipped something round in. Anal beads. Oh my god, yes!

He slipped in another. I felt my juices running down my leg.

“Oh, shit,” I moaned.

My ass stung again. Dammit. He kept putting the beads in, then stopped. I felt him positioning himself between my legs. Without warning he pushed his dick in.

“Oh shit, Jeremy, oh my god, finally!”

Another sting to my ass. He fucked me as he pulled out and inserted the anal beads. The sensation from both the anal and vaginal penetration, I couldn’t help but to move, even though sting after sting came to my ass. At this point I was like fuck it. I guess he was getting into it as well because he stopped slapping my ass and gripped my hip, pulling me back as he pushed inside me.

With his other hand, he still worked the beads. The sensation came again.

“Jeremy, shit, I’m…”

He ripped the beads out as I came. I screamed with everything I had. It felt like I was orgasming from my ass and my pussy.

“Shit Sage, I’m ’bout to bust!” he said

I gripped the sheets, to brace his force. He was ramming his dick in now. I took the blindfold off and threw my ass back. I was still cumming. Then he pulled out and nutted on my ass. He flipped me over, stuck his index and middle finger in to assist in me riding out the rest of my orgasm.

I gripped his wrist, thrusting him deeper. He kissed me passionately and rough. I finished and my body went limp. I knew that this was just the beginning…

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Short Story Sunday 2/5/2017 (The Virgin)

Restaurant Antics

When I walked in the restaurant, Wayne was sitting in a corner by himself. He looked as good as he always did. I made sure to wear something extremely low cut and extremely short. He claims he wasn’t a virgin but tonight we were going to see about that. I sauntered over to the table and he looked up at me. He was speechless.

I watched him swallow hard and saw beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Perfect. I knew that his cock had to be hard now. I sat across from him. And made sure to stick my already large chest out. He couldn’t take his eyes off of my breasts. The waiter came over and took our drink orders and then left. I smiled at him as he finally lifted his eyes to my face.

“This is a nice restaurant,” I said.

“Yeah, it is. It’s my favorite,” he replied.

He took a few sips of his water. I couldn’t help the fact that my inner goddess was doing summersaults at his expense. This man had no idea what he was in for. Little did he know, I booked the entire restaurant for the night so we could have privacy.

“It must be a slow night,” he said.

I shrugged as if it didn’t matter to me. The waiter came back with our drinks and took our food orders. After he left, I took my heels off and placed my feet on either side of his cock. Oh, yeah, he was hard. He moved my feet away quickly and his light, brown skin turned red.

“What are you doing? That’s extremely inappropriate.”

“I’m sorry. Guess I got the wrong idea,” I said sarcastically.

He eyed me up and down, stopping at my breasts.

“What I find inappropriate is that you keep staring at my breasts,” I said.

“Well, you got them all out for everyone to see!”

“If you want to keep staring at my breasts, unzip your pants and pull your dick out.”

He looked me in my eyes and he didn’t know what to say. He was in shock that I could even say anything like that. At work I keep the explicit language to a minimum, but outside of work, I say, and do, as I please with it.

“What if somebody sees?” he whispered.

“Trust me, nobody will.”

He looked around and put his hands under the table. I heard his zipper go down. When his hands were back on the table, I leaned forward and grabbed his cock. He gasped as I stroked him up and down. His breathing increased. He tried to keep cool and pretend nothing was happening. He moved closer to the edge of his seat so I could get a good grip on his full length. The waiter came back with our food.

The look on Wayne’s face was priceless because I didn’t stop jerking him off. I kept my eyes on him and he kept his on me. I felt his whole body stiffen. He was about to release and the waiter was still there placing the food on the table. He put a hand under the table and tried to get me to stop but it was too late. He let out a yell and guided my hand faster up and down his length. The waiter paid no attention and walked away. Wayne’s release was all over my hand. I licked it all off. He watched, still breathing hard and zipping his pants.

“Why didn’t you stop and why are you licking my, you know, off your hand?”

“You really are a virgin aren’t you?” I asked quizzically.

He nodded and started eating his food. I smiled. This was going to be fun. Even though he was 20 years older than me, I get to show and teach him a few things. I ate my food and we talked about music. That was all we ever really talked about. Music was his thing. He liked rap, R&B, old school and a lot more. We had similar tastes in artists and genres. This man had no idea the things I thought about doing to him. If only he knew. I got up and sat next to him, undoing his pants again. He grabbed my hands.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to suck your dick.”

“What?” he exclaimed.

“You heard me.”

He moved his hands, slowly, and I pulled his dick out again. He got bold and touched my breasts.

“You can pull them out if you want,” I smiled.

He didn’t move so I pulled them out for him. He grabbed both of them and put his cock in my mouth. It was so big.

“Ah,” he groaned.

He pinched my nipples and I felt my pussy start to get wet. Sooner or later, I was going to have to fuck him. I heard footsteps coming towards us and I got under the table, still sucking his dick.

“Will there be any dessert, sir?”

I grazed his cock with my teeth and he jumped.

“Uh, uh, no, that’s, that’s all,” he stammered.

The waiter was clearing the table. He was going particularly slow. What Wayne didn’t know was that this was apart of my plan. I wanted to break him out of his shell. I was going to make him cum while the waiter was standing there. I guess Wayne finally broke out of it because next thing I know he grabbed my head and was thrusting his hips forward, fucking my mouth. He let out a loud groan and released down my throat. The waiter pretended not to notice and Wayne seemed a bit angry. The waiter left and Wayne yanked me out from under the table.

“I don’t know what kind of game you’re trying to play but this is wrong,” he seethed.

“How is it wrong?” I asked, leaning back, playing with my hard nipples.

He watched me and jumped forward and grabbed one with his teeth. He bit down hard, making me yelp a little. He moved his hand up my thigh to my dripping pussy. I had no panties on. He inserted two fingers and fingered my clit with his thumb. He hit both my g-spot and my clit at the same time. I was moaning louder now. The waiter came back and filled our wine glasses, ignoring us. I saw his cock start to bulge and I grabbed it, Wayne not even noticing.

I quickly unzipped the waiter’s pants and his hard, black cock fell out. I pulled him to my lips and teased his shaft with my tongue. I tasted his pre-cum. He was young. Maybe 20 or so. I stared in his eyes as I sucked his young cock. He came quickly and I licked his dick clean. I nodded my head back and he left. Wayne sped up his fingers on my g-spot and my clit. I came hard, yelling out. I pushed him back and quickly straddled him. I was going to fuck his big virgin dick so good. I slid down him fast and he breathed in deeply. I rode him hard and fast, barely giving him a chance to breath.

“I can’t believe this is happening,” he moaned.

He smacked my ass and bit down on my nipple hard. He was liking this.

“Yeah, ride it faster,” he growled against my nipple.

I bounced up and down fast and he grabbed my hips to pull me deeper. My breasts bounced up and down in his face and I felt his dick get harder. He was growling like a beast now. It was so turning me on. I let out a yell as I climaxed. My body convulsed and he followed. I got off him and licked both of our release off his dick. As it softened I took one of the table napkins to wipe myself clean. He stopped me.

“Get on the table and lay back in front of me,” he said. To be honest, I was a bit shocked.

“You’re not a virgin are you?”

“No, I’m not, now stop wasting time,” he smiled.

I got on the table and spread my legs towards him. I leaned back and I instantly felt his skilled tongue licking up my cum. It felt so fucking good. He buried his face deeper between my legs as he ate my pussy. I grabbed his bald head and squeezed his face with my thighs. I arched my back at the sensation as he nibbled on my clit ever so slightly. He pressed his tongue up against me harder and swirled it around.

I exploded in his mouth and screamed loud in pleasure. He licked up all my cum, slowly. When he was done, I got off the table and we fixed our clothes. He left the money on the table and we headed to exit the restaurant. Our waiter was standing there to say good bye. As I whispered in his ear that I left him a tip and my number on the table, I grabbed his cock and gave it a slight squeeze. He stiffened and we left the restaurant.

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Short Story Sunday 1/29/17 Friend Zone

He lay awake staring at her as she slept. She was so beautiful. They had been best friends for years and through all of her boyfriends, he had been there to pick up the pieces. He loved her and not in a best friend kind of way. He had always been too afraid to tell her, but now he just didn’t know. They always had sleepovers, but tonight was different.

He watched her breasts rise and fall as she breathed. Her skin glistened from the moonlight, shining through the window. It was a beautiful shade of brown. He wanted to grab her nipples, suck on them even, but he was too afraid of her reaction. he started to think about the day that he saw her completely naked for the first time.

It was about six years ago. She had gone through puberty so quickly. Her breasts were large and full. Her pussy was well groomed and the way her curves looked when she walked made his dick quiver. He didn’t know back then that what he was feeling was sexual attraction to his best friend. It could’ve even been romantic.

A while back they had started to sleep together naked. Never touching. She loved being naked and had no problem with it. Of course, he took any opportunity that came along for him to see her naked.

Her moaning interrupted his thoughts. She breathed heavily and he knew exactly what was happening. Before he could even think about it, he was already opening her legs and parting her pussy lips. He could smell her arousal. He licked her clit and it tasted so sweet. She kept moving and thrusting her hips against his lips. She grabbed his head and he knew she was awake. She moaned and screamed as her body convulsed. Her juices squirted into his mouth and he sucked them all up. When she stopped moving, he lifted his head to look at her.

She was still asleep. He knew this was his only chance. She had always been a hard sleeper and this was his chance to explore her body. He kissed his way up to her breasts. Her nipples were hard. He grabbed one and she gasped. She pushed him off and jolted to a sitting position.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” she yelled.

“I just thought that…”

“Thought that I would want you to touch me like that? Aren’t you gay?”

“No, I…I…”

She laughed and He was confused. When she stopped and stared at him, for the first time, he could not read what she was thinking. She gave him a sly smile and laid back down. She started to play with her nipples and fondle her clit. It got him so hard and aroused. He turned the bedside lamp on so he could see her. She was so beautiful. He wanted to make her come over and over. She deserved it.

After all the guys that treated her like shit, he wanted to be the one who was there for her for her every need. He moved her hand from her clit and got between her legs. He rested his hard dick against her clit and slid it back and forth, around and around. Her wet pussy made his temperature rise. He leaned down and grabbed her breast with his teeth. She let out a loud moan. He felt himself about to come and the way she moved under him, so was she. She screamed and he moaned.

He looked down at her and smiled. She called his name over and over and then he felt himself being shaken. Everything went black. He woke up and she was shaking him. Had it been a dream? Please tell me that wasn’t a dream, he thought. She looked down at him in concern.

“You were moaning and screaming,” she said, “I didn’t know what was happening.”

The whole time she was talking, he couldn’t take his eyes off her body. She looked at him with a confused look. He sat up and look at her.

“I want you. I’ve always wanted you. Through everything we’ve been through together, I’ve always wanted to be more than just your friend. Every time I see you naked, I want to touch, lick, kiss and hold you. I want to be the reason you have orgasms. I want to make you feel like you’re worth something.”

She stared at him in shock. He couldn’t believe he had just said that. He expected her to look at him in disgust and get up and leave. Instead she softly kissed his lips. It was so soft and sweet. She parted his lips with her tongue. He leaned her back onto the bed and ran his hands all over her body. He glided his index finger between her pussy slit and across her clit. She moaned against his lips.

He pressed firmly against it and made circles. She broke their kiss and screamed. He grabbed her breast and sucked hard. His middle finger slid inside, massaging her G-Spot, she moved against his hand. He wanted her to come so bad. Her pussy closed around his finger and she let out a loud scream of pleasure. She rolled on top of him and pressed her pussy, still dripping wet with her juices, against his own arousal. She kissed him hard and her nipples hard against his chest made his dick pulsate.

He guided her hips and moved her onto his dick. She threw her head back, pushing her breasts into his face. She came hard and he followed. He was so happy that this was finally happening. She kissed his mouth, neck, chest, stomach and then his inner thighs. His legs shook as she moved her lips to his full balls. She swirled her tongue around and he ran his hands through her kinky hair.

She grabbed his balls and took his entire girth into her throat. At that moment, he knew he was in love with her. He didn’t want to come like this so he moved her off of him and rolled off the bed. He smiled at her and she quickly laid down. He shook his head.

“On you’re knees and bring your ass to the edge of the bed, facing me,” he said.

She moved quickly. He entered her and felt her tense up and then relax. He moved in and out, slowly at first and then increased the speed. Her screaming made him go faster and that made the sensation more intense.

“Fuck me!” she yelled.

He gripped her hips and moved as fast as he could. His balls slapping against her pussy made this even more worth it. He pulled on her breasts as he moved back and forth. He couldn’t take it anymore and lost all sense of everything as he came. He barely heard her screams over his groans. He pulled out and their pleasure was all over his dick, running down his balls. She turned around and licked it all off. He tensed as his dick was still sensitive.

“Lay on your back,” he told her.

He was going to make love to her now. Yeah, fucking was okay but she was special to him. He always thought of her as more than a best friend. He climbed between her legs and entered inside her, dick still pulsating. They kissed and groped each other. He spread her thighs and squeezed her round plump ass. He moved in and out of her slowly. She moaned softly.

“I love you,” he whispered.

She looked him in the eyes and tears rolled out. He was almost afraid that he had just ruined their friendship, even a possible relationship.

“I love you, too, but only as a friend,” she sobbed.

He kissed her tears and continued to make love to her, burying his now tear dripping face in her hair. His heart was breaking, but he couldn’t stop making love to her. He had hoped that there was even the slightest chance that she could ever love him. They both came and he got off of her. They laid there in silence. He could feel her looking at him, but kept his eyes on the ceiling.

“I’ve always known that you loved me, but I just don’t see you that way,” she said.

“Then why did you have sex with me?”

“Because I knew you wanted to and I did too. I wanted to touch you and be touched by you. I know how much you care for me, but I’m just not romantically into you.”

He kept staring at the ceiling. After awhile, he could hear her breathe softly. He looked over and she was sleeping peacefully, still so beautiful after being thoroughly fucked and made love to. He turned off the light on the night stand and wrapped his arms around her. He still loved her and still had hope that one day, she would love him too.