Debbie Does You #7 - The Learning Curve

I have gotten so much inspiration from my pals at Viva Ponta, this is one more.
Enjoy BL.















The summer was ending and once again Rob had to get ready to get back to work.  This year would be different, Rob had become the Headmaster of a local prep school and he was looking forward to that atmosphere after 10 long years in the public school system.
All administrators had to report a week before the students.  Rob got to the office early, wanting to make it his own and meet and greet his staff.  He had a morning meeting and headed back to his office.  Within the hour a woman walked in the door declaring that she was his executive assistant.
He seemed to become immediately attracted to her, but he soon got work back on his mind. 
“And your name?”
“Oh, sorry, it’s Mary”, she replied

Mary seemed a little young to be experienced at supporting a higher-level boss, but he thought it would work out as long as they got to know each other’s work ethic.
Rob let her know that there was a lot of work to do before the semester started and to get started sooner rather than later.  Throughout the day, Mary proved her efficiency in setting up student records, filing, and correspondence with parents.  It was a good start.  They were able to finish the day’s agenda by 4:30pm.  Rob walked her to her car and headed home.  Home, ha!  He was going to an empty house.  His live-in girlfriend of three years had left him at the end of last year’s school session. 

The evening ended early for Rob, he headed to his empty bed.  As he turned out the light, he realized that he had been thinking of Mary ever since he said good-bye to her that day.  The more he thought of her, of her breasts, and her long legs, the harder he got.  This raging hard on wasn’t going to go away by itself.  His hand grasped his cock and he started jerking off furiously.  It was so intense that he actually cried “Mary”!  as he came, in fact his cum seemed to burst out of him, and up to his chest.  After cleaning up a bit Rob feel asleep easily that night.

When he got to work the next day there were some tasks needing attention, that were new to him, having only been a public school employee.  One was to approve the new school year’s uniforms.  Mary informed him that two had arrived, one for the boys, and the other for the girls.  Of the two of them, Mary was the busiest that day.  Rob watched her run around the office, bending over to get files out of bottom drawers, reaching for supplies on high shelves.  It started to drive him wild.  He even started to wonder if she was doing it on purpose.

“Mr. Johnson you still haven’t approved the uniforms, we need to get that done today”, Mary said from the next room.
“Right, could you bring them out here for me”?  Rob noticed it was already after 5:00pm and got back to the pile of papers still on his desk.
“Sure, I’ll be there in a minute”, she cheerfully answered.

What Rob saw next made him feel as though he had moved into a dream state.  Mary was at the door.  She smiled and asked, “Approved?”

Mary was wearing one of the girl’s school uniforms.  She was about 5’4” and weighed all of 115 pounds.  She even had white stockings on!  The plaid skirt with a black sweater was so sexy.  Rob was so stunned he couldn’t think of anything to say at first. 

“Mr. Johnson, I think you need to check the supply closet with me”
Rob stood, his cock already semi-hard. 
It was obvious to Rob that this woman hadn’t been fucked in a while.  They barely spoke.  No teases, nothing false.  They just knew the other one had to get off.  She was leaning against the back wall when he walked into the closet.

“Take the sweater off and your bra too”, Rob demanded.
She complied and he admired her tits.  His hands and mouth were on them immediately.  The feel of a warm woman’s body, of soft breasts and hard nipples sent tingles straight to his balls.  Now is cock was straining against his pants.

“Take both your hands and lift up your skirt”, was his next demand.
She did as he asked and Rob got another surprise, she wasn’t wearing any panties.  He was presented with a cute shaved pussy.  His ex-girlfriend used to say that no one ever went down on her pussy like he did.  He wanted to know if he still had that magic tongue, it had been a while since he exercised it.  He dropped to the floor and Mary started to take her skirt off.

“NO!  Don’t take the skirt off and don’t take your stockings off either”
“Yes Mr. Johnson”, was all that Mary said.

His fingers gently spread her lips.  The scent of her flower was sweet and his tongue began to explore the inner lips, running up and down her slit, making her rosebud clit swell so he could suck on it.  Rob ran a hand up and down her smooth and silky stockings.  Mary held him to her as she first started to moan, but those moans grew when he darted his tongue and out of her pussy.  Rob kept up his feast until Mary howled with pleasure and released the nectar of her cum on his mouth and face.
Now just his tongue on that tight cunt wasn’t enough.  His cock was ready for her.  Rob turned her towards the shelving and told her to hang on. 
Again all she said was, “Yes Mr. Johnson”.  Rob thought about how he would enjoy hearing that more often.

He threw her skirt up so it fell onto her back and presented her rounded ass and pussy to him.  Mary heard his belt buckle and zipper being undone.  Rob let his pants fell to his ankles, bent over Mary, grabbed her tits and slammed his cock into her. She cried out as his thick cock stretched her open.
For Rob it was heaven, her pussy was tight and juicy.  It hugged his cock with force and begged for more.  He started to pound her hard and deep.  Then he noticed something on the shelf next to him, he picked up the small object and as he drove his cock balls deep into her, he smacked her across the ass with a ruler.  The response from Mary was a bit unexpected for Rob, it was, “Ohhh yes Mr. Johnson, ohh yes!”
He kept it up, smacked her again, drove balls deep, pulled back, smacked her again, drove balls deep.  It didn’t take long until the hot cum built up in him and his balls let it loose deep inside Mary.

Rob turned her around to face him.  She was smiling as widely as he was.  At the same time they said, “I really needed that”.

Then back to business.  Rob told Mary, “Lick my cock clean and I’ll approve those uniforms, just as long as you keep one for yourself”.

“Yes Mr. Johnson”, was all she said.

A Different Way To Say "I Love You"

Last night CJ made love to me.  Not something new to this blog, but it was how this love was shown that was extraordinary.

In the discovery of my sexual self, I have found over the years that I enjoy submission and light bondage & discipline.  I’ve been a little more into it since I’ve started playing VP.  Role-playing as a whore forces you to function as a submissive.

CJ approached me on the coach to, what seemed innocently enough, to offer me a candy bar from his mouth.  After lulling me into a sense of false security he climbed onto the couch, pulled his pants down he forced my head back so he could sit on my face.  He was being filthy to me.  He was yelling, calling me a bitch and whore, commanding me to do everything he asked for and do it immediately. I had to lick his balls, and I was told what a whore I was for wanting to do it.  CJ has nice tight balls when he gets hard and they are yummy.

“You want it whore, suck my cock” he yelled as he pushed me on the floor demanding I get on my knees. 

He held the base of his cock, which by now had come to full attention and quickly shoved it down my throat.  I gagged and he kept fucking my mouth with it. I gagged again, but it didn’t matter, he kept it up and I did “my job”, I sucked and licked.

“Suck me off, that’s it suck my cock”

Yes, over and over again I was disgraced as a whore and a cocksucker.
As long as my mouth wasn’t having his cock shoved down it, I always answer with a soft “yes sir”.  Showing fear by not looking at him, or putting my hands to my face.

Even though the things that he was demanding, like deep throating him, tea bagging me, and sucking his balls are things that get me wet in no time, this time was different and I went with it.
Soon he was demanding that I take my clothes off and to do it quickly.  I did it because I wanted to, because I couldn’t wait to see what was next.
I was practically thrown over the coffee table.  From behind my legs were spread and I was mounted like what I was at that moment, a whore.

“That’s give me your pussy, let’s see your pussy”

 Then CJ pounded me hard and fast. I was told to “kiss the floor”, I dropped my head down flat on the floor and got fucked even harder.  As hard as he was fucking me, that’s how hard and quickly he came.
By then, I was moaning loudly “Fuck me, fuck your bitch”.
I was turned around once he pulled out of me and the next demand was “Taste your pussy bitch”, my head shoved was down on his cock again, having to clean him up after fucking a dirty slut.

“Think you can get me hard again?”

Finally, and not quite as harshly he put me on my back on the living room floor and spread my legs again, this time to go down on my pussy.  Since I was still in the mindset of being CJ’s prostitute I starting saying, “no don’t”.  I know, that makes me sound crazy right? 
“Whores don’t get their pussy’s eaten….stop”.  Of course, he didn’t and as his tongue circled my clit and my tight used hole I came.  I mean my entire body shook I came so hard. 

CJ moved up towards me and I said “I love you” and told him what a loving act that was.  “I love you too” was his reply along with that impish grin of his.
He kept saying, “that’s not in my character”
I know that honey. 

He knew that I would get into it and would enjoy it, so he went ahead and fell, quite well, into my fantasy.  Yes, a bit of a quickie, but very exciting.  Afterwards we loved it!  We were high on fun and excitement.  That’s exactly how you’re supposed to feel after you make love with your partner in a selfless way.

Love Snacks

CJ and I had another day off together the other day. We went out to breakfast in the morning and did a few little errands after that. Once we got home we just relaxed. I had some paperwork and phone calls I had to make for work, but it didn't take much time. We were both happy to stay in our comfy-wear and stay warm inside.

All of sudden it seemed it was snack time. CJ came into the living room, sat on the couch and seemed to just watch me work at the computer as I sat in my chair. From the corner of my eye I could see movement and when I turned to look at him his cock was out of his pants and he was stroking Mr. Happy with a smile on his face. I don’t know whether it was because I was working or that I just plain didn’t expect it, but I actually did a double take. Only CJ can describe what I looked like.

The conversation that followed was short, but very sweet.
In the brief time I was dazed I automatically said, “What are you doing?”
His answer was self-evident I guess, “Stroking”, was all he said.
"Why", I said half teasing and half innocent.
The next thing CJ said is what started to turn me on, “Because I’m going to fuck you.”
My answer was based on something I think women delineate more than men. Although fucking is fun, even between committed lovers, what I said told CJ I didn’t want to be fucked, "I'd rather be made love to."

He smiled and gave me instructions from the living room to the bedroom.
At first we stood at the foot of the bed, standing as we kissed, nibbled, and licked each other’s necks, lips, and ears. My hands moved inside the elastic of pants to squeeze the buns of his cute ass. I guided my hand to his cock. CJ’s cock is wonderfully familiar to me. I grasped the warm, smooth, hard flesh that was my physical connection to his soul and his way to explore mine. I started our enjoyable physical conversation by stroking that hot hard cock.
I felt his hands beginning to play with me; he tickled my asshole with one finger as he probed my dampening pussy. I put one leg up on the bed so I could easily spread myself for him. Still wearing my lounge pants the access was easy.
He took his cock and introduced the knob to my hot slit, rubbing it up and down between my pussy lips.

By this point he needed me to get my clothes off and I was only too willing to oblige. He did the same. Once we were our unguarded and unprotected selves we moved to the side of the bed. CJ pushed me down on my back and easily spilt my cunt, forcing it to open and take him in. Again there was a gratifying familiarity, that of his meat stuffing me and filling me up.
He let me know that I felt just as good to him when he said, “Your so wet and hot!”
“I can’t help it, it’s your cock.", I said with a big smile on my face.

My clit was aching and so swollen now. I moved my fingers down to just slightly play with her. I moved my clit between my fingers and spread my inner lips to show her off to CJ. I always want him to not only feel how excited I am, but to see it too. Whether it’s rock hard erect nipples, a flushed face, or my love bud in full flower.

With each his thrusts inward I pushed against him and on the upstroke I pulled back, clinging to his dick as I did. CJ may have been making love to me, but I sure was being fucked hard at the same time. He pushed my legs up towards my shoulders and had me bend them at the knees. He knelt close to me, pushing my legs down and continued his fucking…harder, faster, and with loving joy.
As his breaths got faster and deeper, as were mine, he moaned out,
“Do you want me to cum inside you?”
I took a deep breath just to be able to speak and replied with,
“I don’t care, you can paint my tits”
“I'm gonna cum deep inside you”, he said as he shoved his thick cock into my wet cunt. Only moments after that he moaned as his balls drained into me.

When he pulled out of me he spread my legs even wider and dove into my pussy like a hungry dog. I think I actually screamed out as he lapped at my cream pie and I reveled in the feel of his cookie duster (my name for CJ’s mustache) devouring . With each lick over my clit I built to higher more intense orgasm. Right before I came I cried out, “Oh god, what did I do to deserve this?”
After he finished my pie I pulled him to me and kissed him deeply. I enjoy that perfect taste of “us” was on his lips and tongue.
His body bade me a temporary good-bye by sucking on my nipples before he lay on the bed and we held each other. We hugged, smiled, and gave each other small kisses

One nice thing about quickies is the intensity. Sometimes it's because of time restraints. Sometimes because of fear of being caught, other times it's just a need for the intimacy. Although I wouldn't want all my love making to be quickies, the "snacks" are always fun.

Cross Post Monday #7

Although it has been a couple of weeks, my work at The Fellatrices is continuing.
I am trying to keep my regular Sunday posts going there.
Again, I urge you to both enjoy my full story on that site and enjoy the stories of my fellow Fellatrices.

Below is the tickler to help encourage you to read the entire story.




The story is short, but I think powerful, therefore the tickler is brief.
It is dedicated to CJ.

I'm starving for cock so don't even take the time to take your pants off.
It's another thing I love to see....a cock sticking out of a man's suit. Pull it out for me babe, make me salivate...

Now read all of A Quick Worship of Cock

Monday Cross Post #3

My work as a full-fledged Fellatrix at The Fellatrices continues.
I now have regular postings there every Sunday.
Again, I urge you to both enjoy my full story on that site and enjoy the stories of my fellow Fellatrices.

Below is the tickler to help encourage you to read the entire story.




This brief story was based on the first of several cybersex sessions I had a while.
First, Mr. W and I set up a fantasy scenario: the fact that we lived near each other in the same condominium.

One evening he gave me call; he needed a cup of sugar and was asking to borrow some from me. I assured him that my sugar canister was full and he could have all he needed.

Now read all of Sugar And Cum.

This Train Is Bound For...

When my job changed recently, how I commuted changed to. I have become one of the seemingly millions of people that ride on the northeast corridor of Amtrak these days. Everyday I take the train to and from Wilmington and Washington DC. I have always been a train buff, so it’s almost enjoyable, especially on Friday evenings.
Every once in a while, on those Friday’s that I really need it, I buy myself a ticket in business class and relax on my way home to Wilmington.
A couple of weeks ago I learned that there was more than one way to relax on a train.

One evening on my way home, I noticed a man across the aisle noticing me right back.
He was nattily dressed, had dark hair, green eyes, and a great smile flashed at me when he saw that I detected his attentions. My eyelids lowered and I smiled then turned away. I tried to return to my magazine, but I couldn’t help it and glanced at him every so often. But, the quick peeks weren’t being returned.

Well, it’s an almost a two hour ride and the coffee had gone through me. I walked to the end of the car and entered the unoccupied restroom. I was surprised at the size of it, usually I can barely turn around in the train bathrooms. It was then that I realized that I was in the handicapped one. Before I left the bathroom I turned to adjust my pantyhose, strangely when I backed up I felt another person. It was frightening until I turned around and saw my newest fellow commuter. I felt the blood rush to my face and dampness rise in my pussy as I blushed and asked him how he got in. He explained that the door had not been latched correctly.
“Here I’ll show you”, he said as he locked it correctly.
We smiled at each other, and we didn’t waste a word, not even an introduction.
He pulled me towards him and started squeezing my tits and biting my neck. I could feel his cock harden against my thigh as I just succumbed to his strength.
He pulled my skirt, pantyhose, and panties down in what seemed to be a split second. Then he undid his belt, zipper, and let his trousers drop to his ankles.
I could see his cock straining against his briefs and I had to release it, a new unfamiliar cock. The site of it made me wetter. I licked my palm and began to stroke him. He grew in my hand, the heat against my palm was inviting and I quickened my strokes. I tugged and massaged at his balls, as he grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me closer to him.
He deftly fingered my swollen clits he ran his cockhead up and down my wet slit from behind.
I tilted backwards towards him, wanting him to introduce his cock to my waiting hungry pussy. Still no words were being exchanged, only gasps and soft moans. I had to work at stifling my usually very vocal whorish self.
He slowly stuffed my cunt with his cock as one of his large hands covered my mouth. He traveled deeper and deeper up my hot tight canal as I rocked against him, wanting more.
Then we took off. We could feel the deep rumbling of the train moving down the track and it turned us on, we brought our fucking up to the same rhythm. He slammed in and out of me and stirred my pussy in just the right way, bringing me to the edge at the fucking speed of light. His balls slapped against my swollen lips as he grunted and thrust only a few more times, we exploded on one another in short time.

We cleaned up, still smiling at each other and dressed hurriedly. We left the bathroom in short intervals and returned to our seats.
We were in Aberdeen Maryland, only one stop from mine, Wilmington. I was feeling refreshed and relaxed for the first time in a long time on a Friday night.
I got my laptop and purse together and saw that my bathroom buddy was not getting off yet (oh that is a poor choice of words isn’t it?).
The train came to a halt at my stop and I slowly strolled up the aisle to the end of the car, passing my newest fuck room, and my new fuck buddy.
Right before I left the train I slipped him my card and smiled.
He spoke for the first time since fucking me ragged, “Thank you”, then glanced at my card and finished, “Debbie”.

Together Again

OK, so we're a day early for Sex Bed Sunday, but here is our latest entry.

Last night our air conditioning was on the fritz again and it got warm in the apartment. This made for uncomfortable conditions. I did help to heat up things by having CJ read and edit at least two of my upcoming stories.
It was after midnight before we went to bed, we set up a fan upstairs and both took cool showers.
We got into bed with no sheets on top and gave each other long passionate kisses goodnight.

CJ always wakes up early so by the time I was awake he was out of the bed and it was cooling off in the apartment (the system was fixed overnight). I pulled the sheet up and enjoyed the luxury of not having to get out of bed. Soon I heard CJ climbing the spiral staircase and he playfully jumped, yes literally jumped into bed.
I lay there, still kind of groggy, but not for long. That man knows how to wake me up. So this morning my favorite alarm clock went off, the ones on my tits, my nipples being rubbed and tweaked by CJ.

The reuniting that I had been pining for earlier in the week I got with a nice wake up quickie this morning.
His caressing hands quickly moved from my tits down my stomach and to that wonderful little fleshy bud between my legs that exists only for my pleasure. My clit was already extremely sensitive and he played with me lightly. His fingers spread my lips, moving easily down that slippery highway. He found out how wet I had become, how ready I was for him, how much I wanted him.

CJ rolled on top of me suddenly and urgently, his cock stabbed through my lips and inside with stiff heat. My hips tilted and immediately the perfect, intimate,unique rhythm started. At one point he stopped fucking me, just staying inside. I told him that I could wait for it. That I wanted that cock and it was worth it. I started up again, filling me up with his fine cock. I pulled my ankles up until they were behind CJ's neck, grabbed them and rocked, fucking him right back harder. I came and came again then his pace became more desperate, needing to drain his balls. Then my mission felt complete his moans grew, he buried his cock deep inside and indeed he exploded.So by then I was very much awake. We had our coffee and went to one of our favorite diners for a Freshly Fucked Breakfast.

A Furious Fuck

My cyber session was done, but I wasn’t. Yes, I came, but nowhere near what it’s like when it’s the real thing for me.
CJ had been sitting in the same room with me during the whole thing. He knew what was going on, but chose not to be a participant this time.
I told him of the request that my fuck-buddy wanted to see pictures of my pussy afterwards and as always, he cheerful assisted me in fulfilling the request.
But things didn’t stop there.
I lay back on the couch and opened my black silk robe. CJ took a few quick pics and then started playing with my aching pussy. A couple times just a finger would brush against my swollen clit kicking me up another notch. One finger, then two entered me as he finger fucked me. I began to pull at my nipples and I moaned as he kept up his play. He loves to drive me wild and just watch my reactions.
“I can smell your pussy”, he said to me lustfully.
I smiled and let him know it was part of how bad I am.
He lovingly kept watching me, smiling, and as I found out later, snapping pictures. I was quickly falling away to that heavenly place he sends me when he pleasures me. I was at the point where all I was aware of was the ache and swelling of my clit and pussy, his fingers, my moans, and my arching back. That imp CJ had also switched the camera to video mode and had been making a movie with audio as well, unbeknownst to me.
Eventually he slowed down and seemed to stop. I opened my eyes and looked at him, I beheld one of my favorite sites: his impish grin as his hands moved to his zipper to unleash that magnificent cock of his. He freed his cock with a type of urgency I hadn’t seen for a while.
“I’m going to get cock?”, I said with a happy-silly little girl smile. Staring at his rock hard dick, it seemed to be jutting out from his pants screaming, “I want pussy”. He had recently shaved and his balls looked just as handsome, smooth and I’m sure, aching.
“You want cock?”, CJ replied powerfully.
I’m sure he knew a comment like that was a waste of breath when it came to me, but he knows I love the tease. I answered with the obligatory “oh…yes”
Soon after that, I felt that perfect hot connection that CJ and I make. That feeling of the initial spreading of my pussy lips by his cockhead, the slow, but meaningful push into my waiting,
aching, slippery cunt is in and of itself, it’s own kind of ecstasy for me.
Together again, deeper he goes, and deeper ‘we’ go. My hips meet his and that loving rhythm begins. Last night this all happened fairly quickly and he was fucking me hard instantly.
What he did next was even more exciting. He rolled me over, off the couch and onto the floor wanting to fuck me doggie style, my favorite. Funny – CJ didn’t know it, but hat’s what had just happened in my cyber-session. Next I felt that hot hard steel being slammed into me because I was his bitch. I totally lost it, my moans were loud and I was screaming to be fucked hard, letting CJ know how good he felt sliding in and out of me. I reached back and tickled his balls as they slapped against my pussy.

I swiftly shuddered and came on him; my head was swimming in the pleasure.
Then CJ made me a very bad girl. I don’t mind being a bad girl for CJ.
He pulled out of me; his cock now sufficiently lubed with my juices and began to play with my asshole with his cockhead. He added to the lubrication with his saliva, and then gently worked his cock between my ass cheeks. I let him take my ass then moaned out to spank that ass because I was bad.
His smacks seemed to be in tandem with his thrusts. He thrust, then I would feel a hot slap come across one ass cheek, another thrust, more heat, this time on the opposite cheek. He would stop only to tease and play with my clit as he slammed my ass. My moans turned into turned screams of admitting what a bad girl I was and to keep spanking me.

Soon those moans were joined by his, cumming, and cumming hard.
We both collapsed.
Spent, hot, satisfied.
Yummy.

The Right Rx-The Second Dose

Be sure to get the first dose before going on to the second dose.....

"Oh boy did I need that", was all I said.
It was so true. It was hard, fast, and good and that's always better.
I sat up and pulled my panties back up then I started to get my tits back into my bra, before he stopped me there.
"No, I'm afraid you need a second injection"

I looked at his cock and saw he was still semi-hard. Moving closer to me, he took off my blouse and bra then kissed and bit my neck as I started to squeeze and played with my tits. Before long his mouth had moved to my nipples and he sucked them noisily into his mouth, suckling me and getting me hot again. Obviously a mouthful of tit was helping him too; he was hard again, almost harder than before.
Pulling away, he asked me: "Do you suck cock?"
"What a waste of breath." I thought, but I answered simply: "Yes".
"Good that will make the second injection easier", he said.

He instructed me to sit up against the wall, then straddled my legs and moved his cock closer to my mouth. I licked his cockhead first. It had that sensuous taste of his cum and mine mixed together that I love so much. Once I was done cleaning there I moved on to his shaft and took long licks cleaning up our leftover cum.
Finally, I gently soaked his balls into my mouth and swirled my tongue around to clean up all the rest of that pussy juice. I made short work of the task and soon he had a nice clean 'syringe', so I leaned my head back against the wall and waited to see what would happen next.
It was a brief respite. Pulling my head towards his cock, I opened wide and my mouth was immediately stuffed with hot man meat.
He put his hands on the wall above me and just fucked my face.
My tongue was snaking around his shaft as I varied the amount of suction I applied to his cock, and moaning in pleasure, he slowly went deeper and deeper down my throat until his balls rested on my chin. Then he pulled back and slowed down.
I just kept eating whatever I could, anything to get some of that delicious dick. Finally he shoved his dick deep down my throat, groaned, and shot his hot cum down the back of my throat, completing the second injection.

"Well, that's the entire cure", he said as he pulled away.
"I feel much better now", I replied.
We pulled ourselves together, and I signed the receipt for the medications he delivered.
Before he left he told me that if I was ever not feeling well, to call him for a booster shot. I assured him I would and we said good-bye.
Soon after that, I realized I didn't even know his name.
And as I sat down back at my desk I thought:
"I don't think I'll ever lock that door again"

The Right Rx-The First Dose

"Another lonely day" is all I thought as I sat at my desk at work surfing my fellow bloggers sites and some of my favorite porn sites. Being the ever sexual being that I am I just can't seem to help it and of course, it got me all hot and bothered. I just had to get myself off.
You know how that urge starts to take over your whole body and you feel you just won't be able to think about anything else until you cum.
Since the office would be empty for the rest of the afternoon, I didn't even think about doing it in the ladies room.
Quickly the urge just took over me; I was down on the floor in no time.
Pulling my tucked-in blouse out and up enough to expose my bra, I pulled my tits out, keeping my bra on. It was one of those black satin ones today and I liked the feeling of it on the underside of my breasts.
"Now to get to that moist throbbing pussy of mine", I thought.

Unzipping my pants and pulling them down just far enough so that my hand could comfortable work it, I got up on my hands and knees. First, I pulled on my nipples a bit to feel that pleasure run down to my cunt, and soon I needed to get busier so I swayed slowly from side to side, allowing my hard nipples to graze the rough carpet, sending a constant supply of sparks down my body to my pussy.
With my hand free I move to explore and play with myself. My fingers ran over the small patch of hair I had left there during my last shaving session and pulled at the short pubes.
Then I easily spread my puffy lips to visit that warm, damp, wonderful place where my clit lives. As I started to encircle my clit, my ass and hips moved in small circles while my torso did the small swaying to pleasure my tits. I thought about the wonderful solo dance I was doing.

Then it hit me!
I forgot to lock the office door! I wasn't expecting any clients or reps and it was late in the day, but for safety's sake.. "I should lock it", I thought.
Almost as soon as I thought it, I heard the familiar buzz of the door alarm. My desk is right next to the door, and there I was, totally exposing the fact I was getting off at work.
Looking down, he saw me: it was the delivery guy from the pharmacy.
I was a deer caught in the headlights.
Startled at first, a grin soon came across his face. He was one of those teddy bear kind of guys: a bigger guy with a cute face, charming, and always polite.
I'm sure it was just a split second, but neither of us said anything for what seemed to be an eternity; I wanted the floor to just open and swallow me. Getting up off my knees, I started to pull myself together as best I could, but he stopped me.
"No need to get up miss", he said in a calm voice. Then he put down the bag of prescriptions he had brought on my desk.

I kept watching him, not saying a word, feeling only my body shaking as I stayed on my hands and knees. I could see the tent in his pants that his stiffening dick was making.
"Honey I've got the cure for you" he said as he moved behind me.
"It's an injection, but it won't hurt", he quipped.
Hey, I always preferred the real thing to my hand, so I figured, 'go with the flow Deb'.
"Let's just make sure we're not interrupted." he said locking the door behind him, then moved around my desk to face my trembling self lying semi-prostrate on the floor.
He pulled my panties and pants down to my knees, then lifted my knees up and pushed them to my ankles.

The next sensation was as surprising as it was exquisite. It was the feeling of his warm tongue running down my hot slit. After taking a few slurps, he slipped a couple fingers into my steaming cunt and he moved his tongue to my asshole, tickling my asshole expertly as I fucked his fingers.
Since I was already in a worked up state before he even got there I was aching bad for some real cock.
My pussy was dripping.
He kept playing, changing it up by removing his fingers, now soaked with my juices and slowly inserting one into my puckered asshole. Once that was done, he began eating my cunt again.
This time it was more than just slurping, he was devouring it, sucking on my lips, flicking his tongue on my clit, just feasting on me. I was moaning, but not getting out of control. I wasn't sure what the people in the other offices on the floor could hear.
Next, I heard the sound of his zipper being undone. It's a fantastic sound don't you think?

I looked over my shoulder to take a look. Yummy....what a site - a rock hard thick cock, glistening with pre cum, and just inches away from me. We smiled at each other. He began to slowly stroke himself and playing with his balls.

"Your cure includes an injection. Ready for it?"
"mmmmm", all I was able to say as I nodded my head and presented my pussy to him.
I watched him as he moved between my spread legs. He took one hand and put it on my back to steady himself as he guided his 'cure' into me.
There was no tease. He plunged deep into my snatch fast, straight, and sure. He grabbed my hips with both hands as he rammed what felt hot steel into me.
My waiting, aching, begging pussy grabbed him instantly and met every one of his hard thrusts.
I let out "AAAHHHhhh" almost every time he drilled me, as he let out groans.
Without skipping a beat he bent over me, with my back now supporting him, both hands were free. One found my clit and ran fast circles around it, finding just that spot, the other, tugging on my hard nipples. Being fucked so hard and so fast, I couldn't contain myself very long, and bucking up against him, started to cum.
Soon I had drenched his balls with the juices of my multiple orgasms. He soon followed, moving to his original position so he could cum deep inside me. He smacked my ass as he groaned out and shot his load. He waited a few moments then effortlessly slipped out of me.

Tomorrow....the second dose.

Spontaneity and Inspiration

Everything was so spontaneous today it's almost hard to figure out how to start here. This morning was a reminder that it is not only the mere solitude of an erotica writer from which stories spring, but actions. For actions will always speak louder than words.
CJ and I have spent most of this morning trying to get the failed PC to boot up one last time. There .qif (Quicken) files I still needed to transfer. I was not holding out much hope, there were problems even booting from the CD or reinstalling Windows. CJ geek magic finally got it going, but to no avail...a fond farewell to the PC-The_Matrix and a happy hello to the new Mac-Debbie Delicious. (can you tell I'm a geek? I name my cars and computers).
So next it was onto other Sunday chores, like grocery shopping. We headed upstairs to take showers and get dressed. Everything that happened next just sort of happened. I'm not going to give a blow-by-blow account here (if you'll excuse the pun), but rather a description.
As you can see here we didn't past the top of the stairs.


We just started playful kissing and caressing and I followed my instincts. Soon I was on my knees gobbling up his semi-hard cock, getting the thrill of feeling it grow in my mouth and his corresponding moans. With my latest maladies, I hadn't really been in the mood so it had been a while. The smell of his balls and taste of his cock drove me wild instantly. Once his cock had become stiffer and he had stripped me of my pajamas, I stood up and was pushed backwards onto our bed. Soon I felt that splendid feeling of when CJ's cock first parts my pussy and enters me. It is almost mystical in it's pleasure. A beautiful lovemaking session ensued. I came repeatedly on his stiff dick. I get drunk when we make love, I am taken somewhere else where our love is totally understood.
Once we had caught or breaths, hugged, and smiled some more the idea of the camera hit me. I originally wanted take a picture of how my pillow looked after being fucked hard by CJ.
Of course, other pictures followed.
Including another picture of what I can do to CJ's back when it just gets too good (if that's possible).
















Finally, the inspiration:
Sex Bed Sunday.
CJ took pictures of our bed after our loving making. This what it looked like this morning.


So we figured it would even better if our fellow bloggers would join in. The more the merrier, right? The look of a bed after lovemaking can be even more erotic than any picture that includes bare skin.
So this is an invitation to join us in Sex Bed Sunday. Help celebrate Sunday mornings like CJ and I enjoyed. You can include this icon with a link back to this post if you'd like too.