Coffee with a Twist 1

As I drove down the bypass my mind started to wander back to dressing this morning, it had taken me much longer to get ready than normal, I had spent extra time in the bathroom showering and doing my hair, checking my nails and an extra brush of my teeth. This had followed a very particular shaving, not a bristle was left and my lower regions almost shone with baldness. Then came the dressing, first jeans and t-shirt, but then discarded to try on three different pairs of slacks and a combination of coloured T-shirts before returning them to cupboard and finally deciding on a medium skirt, a buttoned blouse and stockings which had unrolled with ease over my freshly shaven legs, that nice feeling of feeling fresh and very sexy, knowing that they made my shapely legs look even more defined.

So why had I taken so long getting ready?, after all I was only going to see an old friend from work for a coffee and to catch up on gossip and old times. Come to that why was I now tingling?, why did I feel damp between my legs and why did I have that almost itchy tingle?. The closer I got to reaching my destination the worse it got, the dampness growing to become a heavy wetness, my knickers clinging around my lips.

My mouth too had become dry, licking my lips to stop them sticking was useless, I reached across to my bag and blindly found the bottle of water as I drove into the cul-de-sac leading to Paul's home, I took a sip almost dribbling it down my chin, I felt my hands shaking as I tried to keep the small nozzle between my lips. Why am I feeling so nervous, I had been here before for coffee, why was today any different?

Paul wasn’t the type to make you feel uneasy, there was never any tensions sexual or otherwise in his company, always the perfect gentleman and very respectful, the type that you immediately feel at home and relaxed with. Yes we had sort of flirted, a cheeky banter on the computer but nothing serious, just showing how at ease we felt with each other being able to talk about anything without embarrassment.

I had heard of his ways of pleasing the ladies, about him giving very long sessions of play, I knew he had a sex swing too and remember chuckling when I was shown the photo of his bedroom and the ‘Toys’ within.

Oh my, is it I am thinking I want to try all this?, is subconsciously wanting him to pleasure me in that way the reason I spent so long getting ready, the reason I wore stockings and suspenders when really it wouldn’t have mattered if I had tatty jeans and a T-shirt. Is this why my clit was throbbing in time and with the same beat as the tune on the radio and the wet patch on my seat growing by the second?

The shock of it came suddenly, I have come to visit a friend with the intention of seducing him, of having an affair, hot passionate sex, hot swing sex!. Without realising I was hoping he wanted me, that he would take me in his arms and make love to me, god that’s why I’m shaking and tingling so much!

Parking the car I sat there, thoughts racing through my mind, many questions asked but not answered, images of what might be clouding my vision making me jump from one thought to the next. Would he want me? Of course he would, I knew he fancied me and wanted me even if he would never push it. How would I start it? What if he said no? No I know he wouldn’t say no, but how would I bring the subject up?

My fantasies started carrying me away as I sat there in my car outside, had he listened when we had chatted before about fantasies, would he be the dominant one and control me. I shook my head and tried to return to reality, Paul isn’t dominant, he is gentle, making love with him would be a slow soft tender experience, not the hard sex I had fantasized about. Another reality check, god my thoughts are running away with me, I am just visiting for a simple Coffee and a catch up chat, I had not come for a no holds barred sexual marathon, my god he would think I had gone wild.

Still unbelieving that I had purposely made an extra effort to look as sexy as I could, that I had prepared myself to seduce, to make love with another man, I checked make up in the mirror and took a few deep breaths, trying to push these unexpected thoughts of hot steamy sex way out of my head as I pressed the speed dial and rang his flat to say I was outside. Why was I feeling so horny, what had triggered these desires? Yes ok I had got a little excited reading his sexy stories, maybe a little damp at the content, but not flooding like I was at this very moment. Pull yourself together Samantha, you have come for Coffee!

I unsteadily got out of my car, still nervously shaking as he approached the gate, he was just the same old Paul he normally was, always smiling and always welcoming, he wasn’t expecting anything!

“Your looking good hun” he said, as he put his arms around me and kissed me, a kiss of a good friend, not that of a lover, so why did I gasp, why did my heart flutter with excitement, why did I so want this old friend to find my lips and kiss me like there was no tomorrow?. Even my voice sounded different when I said hello, I hardly recognised the deeper husky seductive sound that emitted from my lips, I’m sure he never noticed, it was just my imagination playing tricks on me.

As I opened the back of the car to get the books I had promised to bring he leaned in and his bare arm brushed mine, that skin on skin feeling, the electricity flooded through my body like a million volts making me gasp, oh this is going to be so difficult today hiding this from him, so difficult not to shout and scream out “Take Me” and throw myself on him.

He carried my books and opened the door for me, always a gentleman as usual, the same as he had done so many times when we worked together, yet this time I felt so different. We climbed the flights of stairs and walked straight to the kitchen, the coffee pot on as normal and filling the air with scent of freshly ground coffee, cups at the ready, he was ready for me, just not in the way I had unconsciously planned.

My thoughts returned as the uncomfortable but then slightly arousing feeling of my wet knickers which had now slipped between my lips and clung with each movement rubbing across my aroused clit. I could not sit like this, I would be so embarrassed to leave a wet patch on his Italian leather sofa, so I excused myself as needing the toilet and while there took them off, oh why didn’t I carry a spare pair in my bag.

I returned to the kitchen, the coffee had been poured, just the milk to add to it, “I will let you add as much as you want” he told me and let me move forward to pour the cold milk into the cup. As I started to screw the top back on the bottle I felt his hands fall on my shoulders, firm but gentle as they slid over the top and started to run down my arms. I had frozen, not in fear but in fear of excitement, my stomach tightened in anticipation, my breathing laboured and I felt hotter than if I was in a sauna.

Suddenly he spun me around, his arms sliding under mine and around my back, pushing me back against the worktop, his chest pressing against my breasts and rubbing the nipples which seemed instantly to harden. I could feel the pressure against my mound from the hard prominent bulge in his trousers which was now pressing and throbbing against it. oh I was so ready.

When his lips met mine i could taste the faint aroma of fresh coffee and toothpaste, the unexpected soft lips moulding themselves around mine in a kiss so passionate that felt as if it drew all my breath out.

I pulled him closer to stop him changing his mind. Oh wow, its not going to be a dream, its really going to happen, we are really going to make love, very passionate love.

“So are you ready to be my sex slave for the day like you wanted?” he said to me as we temporarily parted lips to breathe. All I could do was nod, I wanted to shout that I was more than ready to feel him plunder deeply into my body, but the words i wanted to say wouldn’t come out. His hand slipped quickly under my skirt, running up the silkiness of my stocking, over the bare piece of soft skin and falling across my bald pussy cupping it in his hand. I almost came there and then, the moisture I had carefully wiped dry suddenly returned with force, it wasn’t moisture now, I was literally flooding in excitement.

“Oh so my slave came ready for me, she had known she wanted her master to take her” again all I could do was nod, a faint whimper that did not explain my needs. The deep yearning to feel something inside me arose, those wet lips so needed parting, and I needed touch, his touch, inside me so bad.

“My isn’t my slave wet, have you been playing on the way?” I took a deep breath and managed another husky sound that was supposed to be a no.

I felt his finger slide along the ridge between my wet lips before he suddenly removed his hand, I so wanted to scream at him 'No, put it deeper and play', but I was unable to as he raised his finger and placed it between our two mouths, leaning forward to press both our lips against this amazingly wet finger, kissing me over it and making us both taste the warm sweetness of my excitement.

He took my hand and led me into the living room, I was so aroused I was hoping it would of been the bedroom. The room looked very different to the last time I visited, not just because he had moved the furniture, but because I knew what was about to happen in it, it had taken on a new meaning to me.

I went to sit down on the sofa but he stopped me, instead standing me near the centre of the room on the soft colourful Persian rug. “Don’t move” he said as he walked towards the door and disappeared out of view. The excitement was so intense, I had never wanted another man so much before, my body was on fire with desire, it needed touching, pleasing, abusing, it needed to be held, kissed, licked all at once, and it so badly needed to be taken, taken hard.

I could hardly believe I was here in another man’s house desperately wanting to throw off my clothes and feel his body against mine, feel him penetrate me deeply and take me in a crazy bout of passion. I so wanted to take control, tell him to take me now, to force him to fulfil my desires without any delay, yet I was far from being in control and calling the shots, I was putty in his hands.

He returned with a few things behind his back, my heart raced even faster as he stood close to me, the bulge protruding from his trousers showing he was excited too, it was like a magnet to my eyes, drawing me in and making me so badly want it, to expose it, feel it in my hands, to taste it. I was a very different Samantha to the one who had awoken that morning, a Samantha who had suddenly turned into a sex crazed woman, intent on being pleasured to the full.

He turned me around, pressing that hard bulge against my bottom he slipped a blindfold over my eyes, tightening it till the light faded and I was in a world of deep darkness. His hands slid forward under my arms and I felt my chest heave up as his hands cupped over my breasts, my nipples protruding so hard they felt as if they were going to explode between his fingers. As he pulled me into him his kisses started on my neck, my knees wanted to collapse as the tingling flowed throughout my body, his hands softly pummelling my breasts through my blouse and bra, his hardness rubbing along the crease of my bum.

He spun me back around, and I felt his fingers slowly undoing my buttons one by one, the blouse fell apart and he eased it over my shoulders and off my arms. Then he reached around and released the clasp of my bra, I felt my breasts spring free, hoping that they would be touched an much more besides. Slipping that off my arms he returned to find the button on my skirt, and in seconds that too had fallen to the floor and he guided my legs out of it, removing my shoes as he did so. I was stark naked and blindfolded in front of another man, I should have been embarrassed, yet I wasn’t, I was so bloody excited it was untrue.

He took my hand, and I felt a soft cuff being placed around my wrist, the noise of the Velcro straps letting me know they were tight and not going to come off, the same to the other wrist, then I felt his hands slide down my thighs to my ankles and yet more cuffs applied. Oh my god what has he got planned?

Unable to see and using only the senses of touch and presence I felt him go behind me, closing the distance between my hands I heard the jangling noise of the clasps as he attached them both together. I was his, unable to resist he could do to me whatever he wanted, instead of fear or worry I felt an intense sensation of excitement, an intense sense of need.

His lips once again found mine, blindfolded the other senses increase and I could taste myself on his lips where he had sucked my wetness off his fingers. I so wanted to grab him and pull him closer but my restraints prevented it, my mouth tried hard to engulf him, to keep him as close as possible.

We kissed for what seemed ages, then his mouth slowly started to move, he kisses found my neck, teasingly nibbling away around the side till they were just under my ear, then back and to the other side, occasionally passing over my lips letting me feel the warmth of his breath tickle the edges of my lips, making them so badly want contact again. He kissed across my chin and onto my windpipe, slowly moving down to the base of my neck, then across to my shoulders, his hands on my hips pulling me close.

I felt his hands slowly move up, this time cupping my bare breasts in his hands, his palms pressing firm and rubbing the hardened teats that stuck out like organ stops. Massaging firmly but gentle as his kisses moved down and over the top of the mounds, the kisses becoming larger and almost sucking in mouthfuls of my flesh.

Hands moving under and gripping around each of my breasts the kisses encircled my bosom in a ever decreasing circle, teasingly slowly getting closer to the nipples, I could feel his tongue running around the darker areas, so close but not touching, even though I was thrusting them forward in the hope I would find his mouth.

The warmth of his lips as they took the teat inside was unbelievable, my nipples almost hurt they were so hard, their hardness and size even astounding myself. Slowly he sucked each one, his tongue rolling around the outer edge before flicking firmly across its tip, and as his teeth nipped into the outer edge I felt myself orgasm, the wetness trickling down my inner thigh as my pussy and whole body started to convulse in a wave of excitement.

“Oh such a naughty girl, coming without my permission” I heard him say, I wanted to answer back and say ‘take me then’ but his kisses returned to my lips to stop me from talking. “Never mind, I will just have to punish you for doing that wont I” he said, the expectations triggered by the thought of that was almost enough to make me come again. He returned to kissing my breasts, then started to kiss the valley between before moving slowly down over my now visibly trembling tummy, the yearning for him to hurry up and take mouthfuls of my pussy were almost impossible to handle and I felt myself lifting myself on to tip toe in the hope he would find it faster.

His kisses slowly moved across the mound one side to the other, almost touching the hood of my clit before moving away to each side, the little button throbbing so hard now and the lips gaping wider soaked with excitement, the entrance to my wet tunnel opening and closing as if winking, so needing attention, so needing those lips, those fingers, and god so needing his hard cock buried inside me. But he then stops, how can he do that, how can he be so mean to me, how can he stop me from feeling those sensations.

He leads me over to the sofa and he sits down on the edge, guiding me around to his right side he pulls me forward and down so I am across his knees, the realisation suddenly hits home, he is going to spank me… yet again instead of fearing it, I am strangely actually looking forward to it, almost eager for it to begin.

God what is happening to me, why am I suddenly wanting all this?

Expecting to feel the slap I clench my buttocks tight, yet instead of slapping I feel his hand softly rubbing my cheeks, the warmth from his hand warming the cold cheeks of my bum as they circled and rubbed. Unable to hold my breath any longer I sighed and took a gasp of air, again holding it in readiness for the sting, but he just continued to massage each cheek and stroke my bare back with his other hand.

Led into a false sense of security I relaxed and took another deep breath, before i had time to take a second I heard a crack, then I felt the heat and the tingle as the feeling flooded through the softness of my bottom and shuddered through my body.

A pain, but not a bad pain, the tingle making me clench not only my bottom but my pussy too, an exciting pain, oh my it was actually a pleasurable pain.

“Is my slave going to do all she is told?” as another crack sounded in my ears, then the feeling of warmth as he began to rub the cheek where he had slapped. Then came a few more quick sharp slaps before more of the soft gentle soothing rubbing.

“Yes, yes, I’ll do anything you ask” I found myself saying, normally so focused and determined in what I do I had suddenly become so submissive.

Between the slaps and the rubbing, his fingers explored the crease of my cheeks, slipping down and brushing the outer edges of my pussy lips, stroking up and down till my body shook, I was so wet I could almost hear it gurgling in anticipation. Damn him, will he stop teasing and finger me! My pussy needs stretching and filling, it needs the hard in and out motion, I need to cum!

He raises me back up and makes me stand. I can hear the sound of material and I guess he his removing his clothing. Yes I am going to feel him, he is going to take me now, I am almost dancing at the thought! He undoes the clasps on the cuffs and reattaches them but this time with my hands in front of me.

He pulls me around in front of him and kneels me down, I can feel the hairs on his thighs brushing against my arms as he takes hold of my wrists and places them over his head, held behind his neck by the clasps that attach them together. I begin to kiss his chest before he pulls me up so once again our lips entwine, our tongues feverishly exploring each others.

His hands stroke my thighs before one by one he raises them till I am kneeling on the sofa over him, his hands cup my bottom and pull me in, pushing me down so his hard cock nestles along the edge of my pussy lips, rocking me slowly back and forth till they open and lay either side of him. As he slides me to and fro I can feel the bulbous tip rubbing hard against my clit, the soft skin moving through the wetness and teasing the opening to my dripping chasm.

His thrusting upwards proves too much, I feel my stomach tighten and my breathing almost stop as I cant stop myself, the floodgates open as the intense wave of pleasure rattle through my body and I become almost demented as I rapidly rub myself along the length of his cock, with a loud gasp and deep sigh I explode and I cum flooding his ball sack and thighs with my juices.

Surely he will take me now I think to myself, surely I am now to feel that hardness thrusting deep inside…

He lifts my hands over his head, once again making me kneel between his legs, I try to feel for his cock but he stops me and he once again secures my hands behind my back. I feel him take hold of my hair, bunching it on the top of my head and holding it tight, he pulls my head forward and I open my mouth expecting to taste him. He teases me again by tapping the tip of his hard cock against my cheeks, rolling the end around the outside of my lips, moving it away each time I try to catch it.

“Put your tongue out” he demands, and as I do I feel it, at last I touch his hard rod, feeling it pulse under my tongue as I begin to lick up and down its length. The more I taste the more I want, I feel like a young kid with a bag of chocolates, with each taste I have I want more, more, more!

I begin to use my lips along the shaft, sucking and pulling the hard round shaft between my lips, working it up and down till he finally allows my head to hover over the tip. I feel the foreskin moving back as my mouth slides over the soft but firm bulb, my mouth being forced to open wider and wider till it secures itself over the ridge and grasps the shaft below.

Sucking hard I rock my body back and forth, wishing I had my hands free to grasp around this hard shaft that I so badly want to sit on. My tongue running around the glans as I take it deeper and deeper, my mouth riding it just like I hope my pussy will do soon. I can feel the soft skin of the bulb filling the hollow in the roof of my mouth, the skin of my cheeks expanding as my mouth pushes it to the limit, the initial gagging as it reaches the back of my mouth as I take all I can inside.

I can hear him moaning as I suck him so hard, the sighs of pleasure mixed with the gagging noise as his cock pushes at my throat.

Oh I so want him inside me, yet I’m loving what I am doing, I can taste the precum oozing out from the tip on to my tongue and it makes me suck harder, take him deeper, I so want to ignore the fading gagging sensation, wanting to please him and take him all the way, to feel it throb and pulse as it shoots its contents into my mouth. I so want to taste him.

But I don’t get the chance, after what seems hours he stops me and stands me up, he stands up beside me and starts to lead me out of the room and through the hallway, I can tell we are passing the kitchen by the smell of coffee and I hear the door to the bedroom open. Still blindfolded he manoeuvres me around the room till I feel the cool leather across my back, he undoes the clasps on the cuffs and releases my hands, I cant resist, I have to grasp my fingers around his cock, to feel what it is like for the first time.

He lays me back, I feel the soft padded platform slowly mould into my back, as one by one he lifts up my legs and I feel the stirrups slipped over my feet to support my ankles, there is a quiet rasping noise as he adjusts the straps and raise my legs up and outwards. He then moves around to my head and re-attaches my wrist cuffs to the straps closest to my head, I grasp the straps in my hands, I have a feeling I am going to need something to hold on to, I don't know quite why, but I seem to know I will need it!

“Now its my turn” he tells me. I am so hoping he means that it's time to take me.

“You cant push me away with your hands when you cum now, your mine, mine to do as I please, to make you cum as many times as I feel like it!”

The yearning is unbelievable, such an intense need to be taken, especially by a man who is not my husband is not something I have experienced before. If you had told me yesterday that today I would be gagging on my friends cock and desperately wanting to ride it to oblivion, I would have laughed at you. I have always tried to be faithful, yet today being faithful is far from my list of priorities, my priority today is to be pleasured, again and again and yet again!

I was now in his hands completely, my hands held tight, my legs held apart and in the air, my wet pussy gaping wide for him, I was at his mercy, I was the sex slave of all my fantasies, ready to be taken hard, taken in any way he felt like taking me.

His hands began stroking my inner thighs, sliding over the stockings and he kissed teasing my bare strips of flesh above, I could feel my pussy pulsing, it was so excited, the droplets of my juices trickling down over my anus. Then I felt his tongue, oh yes I so wanted to feel that, warm and wet as it traced up and down the outer edges of my lips, crossing just above the clit hood making her throb and jump. Then his lips started to suck on my pussy lips, plucking them, pulling them outwards then letting go before moving up a fraction and doing it again. Rolling the lips between his, I could feel them swelling as the blood flowed inside.

His hands slid along my thighs and his thumbs gripped the outside of my lips, pulling them apart and holding them back wide, the very wet pinkish now almost red taught skin showing around the gaping hole.

I remember thinking and saying to myself..... ‘For gods sake man stick that tongue inside me'.

He slid lower, tongue starting in the groove between my ass cheeks close to my back, the warm wet wiggling tongue following the crevice upwards till the tip reached the tight anus, bouncing on its tiny ridges as it circled the hole and teasingly pushed at its centre.

Slowly continuing up, passing over the very sensitive skin between the two holes, spreading his tongue wider and giving a very slow hard lick as it travelled over the entire pussy, dragging across the clit as it passed upwards, pulling the clit hood back. As he started to circle the entrance to my pussy I could feel him pinching the skin just above my clit hood, feeling below the soft skin for the gristle like ‘Clitty shaft’, taking it between finger and thumb and rolling it around, the sensations bringing me immediately close to another orgasm as his tongue began to penetrate into my wetness. If only my hands were free, I would have pulled his head almost inside me, god I loved that sensation.

His tongue slid up and started rolling around my clit, she was so swollen, standing quite proud out of the confines of her hood and so eager for his attention. Each flick of his tongue sent electricity through my entire body, like a bolt of lightning emanating from that tiny button.

His lips slid over her and I could feel him sucking, pulling her even further out, giving it a sucking motion resembling my own blow job on him shortly before, in and out of his mouth it went, each time making me feel as if this is the one to take me over the top.

At last I felt my pussy being entered, one finger then followed by a second, both slipping gently inside, twisting and turning as he wormed deeper, feeling them stretching my pussy walls as he opened them scissor fashion, making sure every ridge was explored. Then the feeling I had been waiting for, the thrusting in and out, slow and unhurried at first, from the tips of his fingers till the knuckles rubbed against the opening, fingers curling upwards, searching out the tell tale rough bumpy skin that guides the way to the G-spot. Softly rubbing side to side across her till the area started to fill with its fluids, the sensations growing stronger along with my panting.

I was close, I could feel I was close, and somehow I just knew that this was going to be a big one, an orgasm that would blow my socks off, I had cum a few times already but this one was going to be something very different.

He sucked my clit really hard, pulling it between his lips and I felt the tongue inside lashing across the shiny button, I could feel myself thrusting my hips up, my body beginning to tremble uncontrollably, his fingers thrust in and out as he sucked, now curling up on each inward thrust and pumping hard against that G-spot, my god that felt so good. Then he began sucking even harder on my clit and I feel his teeth gripping around her, oh my what is he doing?, he is humming, the unexpected vibrations going through his teeth and flooding through my clit like an atomic explosion. That’s it, cant stop, I’m cumming. No this is something else, I have another sensation on top of that, it almost feels as if I am going to pee.

I cant stop it, I explode in a torrent of gushing fluids, my body arching as the almost cramp like eruptions shake my entire body, as he rapidly rubs across my pussy lips with his fingers hard jets of fluid shoot out, splashing over his face and chest. He doesn’t stop and continues to lick and suck my clit and my lips, the orgasm lasts, prolonged by the continuation of oral play and pumping of G-spot and I squirt again, stronger this time and his mouth catches the clear sweet juices. As I continue to spasm on the swing he slides up my body and kisses me, letting me taste those warm sweet juices, sharing them with me as our tongues curled around each others. I didn’t realise I tasted so good, and we kissed until the convulsions eased.

From the small gap under my blindfold from where my head shaking had dislodged it, I could see how this had excited him, his cock was almost bulging, it stood hard to attention, swollen so much that the hood was held back revealing the purple knob. It was ready for me, and I was sure ready for him, and I didn’t care who was in control of the situation, I couldn’t stop myself, I took a deep breath..

“Paul, Fuck me..... NOW!”

There’s not a lot that can beat that initial sensation as a hard cock enters for the first time, the tightness, the stretching, the warmth and hardness, this time was no exception, as the tip found the centre of my hole and started to ease inside I was floating, he pushed so slowly making it seem never ending, holding my hips to push as deep as possible, pushing till I felt the tip brushing against the opening to my cervix, I could feel my eyes rolling upwards as he held it there, deeply embedded to the limit, making me feel so full.

Without withdrawing an inch he began to rock his hips side to side, deep inside I could feel the tip of that rock hard cock rubbing around, as he raised and lowered his body it moved position of the bulbous knob, teasing and rubbing parts I never realised I even had. I didn’t want it to stop!

As slowly as he entered me he withdrew, removing all but the very tip, then pausing at the entrance, making me wait, teasing me with mock thrusting till I was myself thrusting up trying to get him inside. Suddenly without warning he thrust hard and fast, ramming his cock full in till I felt his balls slap against me, every inch inside me, my breath leaving my body in a very loud gasp. Again he held it deep inside, moving it round, it drove me wild. Several times he did this but now I wanted it thrusting, not just thrusting, but thrusting crazily and as hard as he damn well could.

This time he did what I wanted, my pussy slurped as he thrust so hard the air and the now flooding juices were expelled, rippling along the side of his shaft before squirting out with a loud rasping noise, he reached forward and grabbed a breast in each hand, using them to pull me onto him, then he took me!

Yes he certainly took me, speeding up and slowing down, at times like a power driven pile driver, bursts of speed faster than a rampant rabbit, so fast that I couldn’t breathe, then slow but very very deep thrusts. Then he walked forward pushing the swing into the air, making my weight push down on that shaft, already buried so deep, but now pushing it just that extra few centimetres, oh wow.

I came, and I came, I couldn’t stop myself, I went crazy, lost all control, my body was in almost a permanent seizure and as I bucked around on him I just let myself explode over him, time and time again!

As I panted to try to get back the breath he had forced out from inside, he gently withdrew and walked around to stand by my head. The light as he removed the blindfold was a shock and it took a while for my eyes to adjust and focus. Using the buckle adjusters he lowered each strap at the head of the swing till my head was lower than my bum, my head tilting back so my eyes were level with his ball sack. Slowly he drew his hard cock across my lips and I could taste where I had cum all over his hard cock, now I’ve never been one to really taste myself before, but today seemed different, god everything about me felt different, dutiful housewife turned sex maniac, I tasted good, real good, the taste of the juices were an aphrodisiac to me and just excited me even further.

As his hands massaged my breasts and his thumbs and forefingers rolled my nipples, I hungrily sucked the hard shaft in to my mouth, sucking it even deeper than I did before. My own weight pushing me towards him and forcing it further to the back of my mouth, the angle of my head tilted so far back preventing the gag reflex from working and I could feel the rubbery tip pushing at my throat entrance, feeling it opening it wider and wider. His gentleness, timing and skill of control making me relax and accept him fully.

I felt my neck swell as his moist hard cock slid gently deeply into my throat till his balls rested on my lips, with great care he withdrew and I breathed in, then slowly he slid back, his whole cock inside me. I came at just this, no need to touch me, this was as intimate as it can get.

After raising me back in to a laid back but almost sitting position he moved back to kneeling between my legs. The warmness of his lips engulfing my now very enlarged clit which still throbbed from rubbing up and down his shaft as he plummeted deep inside me. Sensitive but feeling so wanton, I had been given a taste of this excitement, I had cum a lot, and yes I certainly wanted to cum more!

I heard him rustling around, although my eyes were free of the blindfold I could not see below the swing, just see the look of concentration and dedication in his eyes that looked back at me while his tongue searched every part of my pussy. Then I felt a slight coldness and could see the bright silver bullet that he was now placing directly on my clit, his fingers teasing back her hood to ensure it would be available to the vibrations. When he turned it on very low it was like a wave that slowly ebbed up my body, the excitement already threatening to orgasm.

In the other hand was a slim curved hard G-spot vibe, twisting its base with his fingers I heard it hum into life and I felt it sliding inside me, the curved tip twisting as if searching until it found it what it was looking for, as it gently rubbed across the swollen magic spot inside me the vibrations joining those of the bullet on my clit I was gone beyond return, I was panting like I was in labour as he started to work the vibe inside me. My pussy leaking so much I could hear it dripping onto the vinyl waterproof sheet below.

My body felt on fire, it would take anything now, fears of embarrassment well out of the window, I was ready for anything, and I badly wanted it all. The orgasms were getting closer together, no sooner had one started to subside the next began, it was almost like my body was having a fit, the sensations of tightening and the butterflies in my stomach was almost constant, I was permanently in this orgasmic flow that made my body shake non stop. I had never known myself to cum like this before, I loved it!

I came again, feeling my pussy convulsing and that orgasm enhancing feeling as I squirted a long jet of my fluids that splattered over his chest and glistened as it clung to his hairs, my moans really loud as I juddered and shook. He reached down and quickly replaced this small vibe with a larger one, softer in feel and wider, I could feel the increasing size ridges on it as it pushed past the tight entrance and then felt them rubbing against the corrugations of my vagina wall.

The more prominent but softer tip of this new wider vibe immediately finding the G-spot I was almost ready on the first thrust, as his speed increased I could feel the intensity building, this was going to be a much more powerful one than I had experienced so far and I could not hold it back.

With a whoosh it came, my back arched and as he rapidly rubbed my lips and clit with his fingers and the tip of vibe I just erupted, never before had I squirted like that, the jet shooting out in a big arc, raining down onto the sheet with a deep drumming sound. My head going giddy and breathing course and fast, now I’m not normally one to swear unless it under my breath, but there was no holding me back with the intensity of this deep orgasm and in a very loud, deep, almost a devilish growl I let him know it was good. “Oh yes Paul, OH FUCK YES!”

Did he stop? No he damn well didn’t, as my body stopped arching upwards and the thrashing of my head from side to side started to ease he reached behind him for yet another toy. Oh god can I take much more, yet in conflict I also wanted much more, I didn’t want this experience to stop.

The long purple vibe looked frightenly massive from the angle I viewed it, same width as his own cock and ridged in a similar fashion with veined sides the purple vibrator was soft to touch, warm and bendable, a full twelve inches of throbbing shaft that slowly filled my pussy to the full.

It reached so deep, and he used the vibes depth to push me backwards, then held the vibe still as my own swinging momentum made me ride its length.

After I had rode it full and deep several times he changed the pulse pattern, the almost musical pattern of throbbing sending wave after wave of pleasure through me, this continued through many different settings.

my pussy was being taken to the limit but in the same process I was unable to force him to thrust harder. Suddenly the bullet seemed to step up speed, the previously slow deep vibrations becoming very fast and shaking my clit to distraction. The mixture of being so full and vibrated both inside and out built the sensations up and up, damn he was so good using toys, and so good at making my pussy just give herself up to him and explode.

My throat now dry and feeling course through the growling and panting, he reached for the bottle of water and let me drink the cold liquid, the cooling sensations moved down through my insides and I realised how hot I was.

I so wanted my arms free, free to reach out and hold, to pull him close and hold him tight giving my pussy time to cool and calm, but no that was not to be, I had wanted to be his sex slave, taken however he saw fit, and my god that’s what was happening, and I just knew inside me that my dear friend had even more planned, that there was even more yet for me to experience.

Toys turned off and moved to the side, I now felt the coolness of wetness, it wasn’t me this time though, although I was still soaking and dripping onto the sheet below, craning my neck to try to see more I could see him pouring more baby oil onto his hand.

His hand cupped my pussy, slowing kneading the mound and stroking lips with his fingers, sliding the tips across the length of my swollen lips, down the crack of my backside and across my anus. As if replenishing the skin he massaged it into me, my pussy glistening in the sunlight from the window beside me.

Slowly his fingers parted my lips, the tips teasing them as if he was playing a piano, opening them to once again expose my clit and my tight wet entrance. One finger eased inside, then two, sliding easily in and out with the oily lubrication. A third finger introduced, feeling tighter now as he slowly thrust them in and out, turning them around as he did so to create maximum effect. Now the little finger joined in, four fingers now slowly stretching my walls wider as they slipped in, the firm but gentle pushing as more and more entered me, feeling them explore further and deeper each time till the widest part of his hand stopped their travel and the hard ridge of his knuckles rasped around the edge of my opening.

Twisting, turning, almost kneading, the knuckles stretched my pussy entrance even wider, it felt so thick, feeling the skin and my walls stretching but yet not painfully, taking his time for my pussy to adapt and accept, then I felt her give way and take the knuckles too, now only held back by the crook of the thumb which was now brushing side to side over my very red and extremely sensitive clit.

It was so tight, the small short gentle thrusting motions felt so good, his fingers started to curl and pump on my G-spot yet again. This different feeling of having such a wide penetration along with depth of his finger tips, the rasping of his boney knuckles against my pussy walls and the sensations of finger tips pumping my internal spot was going to make me come again very soon. Then it once again felt tighter, his thumb had now curled under his fingers and had joined them, the sensation as the final stretching allowed his whole hand to slide inside me was out of this world. I began to orgasm and my pussy walls tightened and went into spasm, the wide hand inside me gripped and squeezed by my muscles but yet remaining in place, as my pussy attempted to expel it only made yet another wave rattle right through me, I was now coming on top of coming!

I had felt length from the purple vibe, now I had experienced width from his fisting, my pussy throbbed and ached after cumming so much and so often, yet she still did not want to give in.

His hand gently eased out, leaving just three fingers to softly ease back and forth, the wide chasm slowly shrinking back to normal size around them. I felt his little finger sliding across the ridges of my anus, spreading the remaining oil along the crack of my bum, then the feeling of opening up as the tip gently pushed at the tightness, the tight skin of the puckered hole expanding as the finger tip pushed and probed just barely inside. He paused, waiting for the muscle to relax before pushing further.

Apart from a previous gentle lick my anus had not so far been part of play, yet this sensation now made her want to be included. His finger started slowly to push in and out, gradually getting deeper, well lubricated it now penetrated easily and with a rocking motion of his hand he fingered both of my holes in an alternating fashion, his other hand almost gripping my clit hood as he again rolled the shaft buried below the surface. This felt so nice, pleasing but not pushing me over the edge, making the sensations last.

Then he removed his fingers, I could only grip the straps by my head and pull myself up higher to watch as he placed the condom over the tip of his erect and very hard cock, rolling it down the length till it against his balls. He pulled on the buckles of the straps leading to the stirrups and my legs went higher, he did same to the next set of straps and my bottom was raised up.

Sliding his shaft over my very wet pussy lips and adding extra lubrication to the condom I felt the tip find my tight little hole, the firm pressure he applied slowly opened her over the bulbous knob and I felt her tighten back around the edge of his glans, again he paused till the sphincter muscles relaxed and accepted the hard big intruder, then slowly he eased his throbbing manhood even deeper.

It’s an almost unexplainable feeling as a hard cock eases deep inside your arse, a sort of reversal of the normal feelings felt, slightly uncomfortable at first but at the same time so pleasurable. About a third of the way in he started to rock against me, causing his cock to enter and exit in a small short thrust, as the muscles relaxed more he pushed deeper, gradually increasing the depth inside me. Suprisingly It quickly relaxed and a new sensation was beginning to take over, my own needs and desires..

“Harder Paul, please, fuck me harder!”

Just as he did when he took my pussy, he changed angle, changed speed, changed depth, creating so many different feelings to so many different areas, soft slow long strokes, followed by hard slamming thrusts that pushed me up the swing base, again walking forward and letting my weight push this cock as deep inside me as it would go.

He released the clips that held my hands secure, and I wasted no time in grasping around his waist to pull him in harder, now I really did feel like screaming my head off and a very loud shouted “Yes, Yes” followed every deep thrust of his throbbing shaft.

He sensed me ready to orgasm and went into hyper drive, slamming the full length into me, stretching my ass as his balls slapped against me. I had gone insane, I now thrust my body at him, pushing him deeper, panting so hard, my eyes rolling as his hard rapid thrusts that filled my ass took me to heaven.

“fuck me, fuck me, yes fuck me.”

It was all I could say or should i say shout till my long almost banshee type wail told him I had come again.

Paul gently caressed my stocking legs as he slipped my feet from each stirrup and lowered them down to the ground, I tried to stand by my legs were like jelly and he had to help me the two feet or so to the bed.

As I sat there watching him remove the condom from his still erect penis my mind fluttered briefly back to reality and home. How am I going to keep a straight face when my husband returns home late tonight and says “have you had a good day dear?”, or says “are you feeling ok, you look flustered and worn out”. And so hoping that tonight, with my aching pussy, aching jaw, plundered ass and a clit which glowed like a Belisha beacon that he will not expect to have sex with me. I questioned myself why I had done this, why I had spent the day in the arms of another man and having crazy uninhibited sex with a good friend from my old work?, but the answer was easy, I could trust Paul to the end of the earth and nobody would ever know what we did. And also because it was done for me, just me, something not done to please kids or husband, relatives or friends, this was done for my pleasure, nobody else’s, it was mine, all mine, I had for once taken something just for my own, and I was bloody well enjoying every second!

My hands reached out and took his shaven balls in one hand and grasped around his hard member with my other, it was really the first time I had seen it properly, it had been in every part of me, filled my every orifice to the full yet I had no idea what it really looked like. Rolling my hand around as it stroked the length of his shaft I had the uncontrollable urge to suck it again, pulling him closer, my hands reached behind him gripping his hairy bum cheeks pulling him further into my mouth. My actions were making his legs falter and he eased onto the bed and sat up against the pillows, I greedily sucked and played, giving back some of what he had just given me.

Despite it aching with all the hard pummelling it had received, my pussy told me she was unbelievably still up for more, I had the urge to be filled again, and I guess my dominant side wanted to show that I was still able to be in control, no matter how briefly. I started kissing up his body till our lips finally met, moving my body up and placing my legs either side of his as our mouths kissed passionately. Reaching below me I grasped his hard cock and worked the tip against my soaking wet hole, rolling my pussy around on the tip before using my body weight to suddenly thrust down and force his hardness hard deep inside.

Doing same as he done to me, I held it there, gyrating my hips to roll my pussy around on him, then lifting up till just the tip was inside, pausing before dropping myself down hard to take him the full depth again. Oh god did that feel so good. He pulled me towards him, grabbing both my breasts, pushing them together almost making the nipples touch as his tongue fluttered across them both at the same time.

I was now riding him hard, thrusting up and down as fast as I could, my pussy slurping as the juices flowed out and ran down my thighs. He started to suck each nipple in turn, sucking hard with teeth gripping the side of teat and pulling them, then he started to bite them, rapidly gnawing teeth into the sides of the teat, moving from the rear towards the front in minute movements, not painfully but almost, he knew exactly how hard to bite, the sensations started the orgasm process almost immediately and I became wild and completely uncontrollable, bouncing on his cock, shouting and shaking my head, the orgasm not stopping me but somehow making me ride him in a form of auto-drive. I could feel him thrusting himself up to meet me and with an almighty scream I came and collapsed into his arms, his cock still buried deep inside me. gasping for my breath, he held me tight, so tight till the orgasm had subsided. He reached for the bottle of water and offered me a drink but I hardly had the energy to hold the bottle.

“That was naughty wasn’t it” he said to me, as his hands stroked down my back. “You tried to take control, you forgot who is the slave today didn’t you” the glint in his eyes told me I was in for something else as my punishment. I had hardly enough energy to move, what was he going to make me do?

He sprung up from the bed, reaching underneath he pulled out two big cushions and placed them on bed one on top of other. Taking my hands he guided me so that I laid over them, face down across the bed. Walking round the bed he reached under each corner and retrieved the straps for the restraints, clipping the cuffs on my wrists and ankles to each of the corner harness points and tightening till I was unable to move anything but my head.

I heard a slap and then winced as the tingle shot through my body, followed by a generated warmth flowing through my ass cheek. I looked up into the big mirror facing me on the wall and saw him unhook the leather paddle from the bedpost… Crack… I felt it make contact, crack.. it hit the other cheek, the tingles shook my body, very briefly feeling slightly painful, but not lasting, actually quite exciting!.

“Remember, you’re my sex slave, you have to do as I say!” he told me.

He stood up and walked around to my head, kneeling down he took my face into his hands and stared deeply into my eyes then kissed me with such passion I could feel the warmth and security flowing from him and into me.

Standing but still holding my face in his hands he tilted my head up, “Watch my eyes” he said as his cock found its way into my eager mouth. Our eyes were transfixed, looking beyond the eyes and deep into each others soul. Almost without realising his gentle thrusts were now thrusting his swollen cock deep down my throat, no gagging, no uncomfortable feeling, just a soft gurgling as he pushed to the limit and his balls rested on my chin. Slowly at first but increasing speed as he quite literally took my throat.

I so wanted to taste him, unusually wanting to take the hot white load in my mouth and savour the taste of him. But still he doesn’t give it to me.

He was close, I could taste it, a sweetness in my mouth told me it had seeped its sticky cream and would soon not be able to resist. This strange yearning to taste another mans semen was a strange feeling, yet a yearning it surely was.

In the mirror I saw him climb on the bed behind me, tucking himself between my legs that were held apart in the restraints, feeling the warmness as his cock slipped once again into my soaking love channel and began to take me. His hands on my hips at first as he plundered, then grasping my shoulders he rammed at that rapid pace yet again, each thrust echoing a loud slapping sound around the room, I couldn’t move, I could not even thrust back, but he was so deep anyway, I could feel the tip of his cock grounding out against my pubic bone, could feel the power behind the thrusting bending his cock in the middle as he slammed that hot meaty sword to its limit.

This must be it I thought to myself, this must be over now, he will surely cum. I had no sooner said it to myself when he withdrew, waiting with baited breath expecting to feel the hot fluid splash over my back and backside. But no, he was reaching for something, reaching for yet another toy?

Easing the tight ring over his throbbing shaft was not easy, but he worked it all the way down till it rested around the base, the tightness of the ring making his cock swell even more, it looked as if it was growing before my eyes. He slid the bullet vibe that he had used earlier through the ring that hung around by his ball sack, turning it on low it was ready to once again send my clit to heaven. He moved back between my legs and I felt this even bigger blood engorged cock once again begin to enter me, this time though the added flexible dildo attached to the cock ring slowly eased its way into my ass. My god he is taking me both ways at the same time!

Thrusting one minute to push both deep together, then rocking to alternate the action between each of my now stretched holes, I was unable to move, the sensation was incredible and I had no option but to let myself go and let myself come once again, the intensity of the orgasm made me clench and push and the anal dildo was expelled, closely followed by the ejection of his hard cock amidst a fountain of my fluids.

I could see him pulling off the toy and he reached over and unclipped the harness points, as he rolled me over he straddled me across my tummy and placed his cock between my breasts, as I pushed them tightly around him he thrust, I could see the dark purple knob repeatedly disappear within my mounds of flesh then shoot out towards may face, the tip glistening with a droplet of white cream, then he exploded hard.

The hot white cum shot out and was bang on target, landing a large dollop of warm sticky cum on my tongue. The next few spurts splashed all over my chin and over my breasts, looking like droplets of snow on a hilltop, the taste was sweet and I eagerly swallowed, it felt like a statement doing that, that I had pleased him as much as he pleased me.

I could feel his legs shaking as he made the final few attempts to thrust between my breasts. The warm cum drops oozing into the valley as we both held them, his hands over mine, rubbing them together to spread his semen all over them. I pulled him back into my mouth and sucked the last droplets from him then we collapsed together, holding each other tightly, both still panting, staring into each others eyes.

Our friendship had reached an astounding new level, at that particular moment it felt as if there was no one closer in the whole world, I felt totally satisfied, and somewhat even proud of myself for letting myself experience this to the full. The earlier trepidation I had felt whilst in my car and my own questioning of why and how I set out for this were well forgotten, only a single regret hung around now, no not regret of having my day of unbound pleasure, just the regret that we had not done it sooner!

The time had flown by, hours had felt like only minutes, and I felt sad I shortly had to leave, too knackered to go another round yet also somehow wishing we could.

Paul led me to the bathroom and started off the shower, my legs feeling so heavy as I tried to lift them over the edge of the bath, he climbed in behind me, arms around me from behind holding my breasts and pulling me into him, turning my face to the side we kissed under the showering droplets, letting the water wash away the remains of both our excitement. He reached for the shower gel and started to massage it into my breasts, then turned me and held my soapy bosom close to his chest while he washed my back, our lips hardly parted as we washed each other with the gel, then we just stood there in each others arms kissing and stroking while it all flushed away.

Slipping out of the shower he wrapped a clean fluffy white towel around my shoulders, showing that care, dedication and consideration that I had always liked about him as he carefully dabbed me dry, each part tested with a kiss to ensure it had been done exactly right.

I dressed as he made us coffee, we never did get that first one. We sat together in the lounge, my body still on fire and tingling, still trembling from all the love and attention it had received, I felt exultingly happy but exhausted, totally drained. I had a feeling of elation that made me glow, that feeling that made you think “Now that’s what I call sex”, I could have easily smoked a post coital cigarette, even though I don’t smoke.

Leaving was hard but necessary, I continued to tremble all the way home, my mind almost floating as I drove, a mixture of weariness and satisfaction. I felt as if I had been for a 40 mile ride on my horse, a 40 mile ride without a saddle. I was ready for bed, no not for sex, I needed rest. I changed my clothes and tried to get back into the swing of housewife and motherhood, but my mind was reliving each and every part of the day.

I reached for my phone..

“Hello Paul, I was wondering if you fancied meeting up for a Coffee sometime next week?”