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  Karen was wearing a one-piece cotton sundress that clung to her luscious body suggestively and was short enough to provide spicy glimpses of milady’s thighs. Actually, she might almost as well have been wearing Saran Wrap, for her dress was soaked and virtually transparent. Her nipples appeared as hard points on her beautiful breasts, and the lace fringes of her underwear were visible, perfectly framing her luscious cunt lips.

  “Just when I found that my car wouldn’t start, the rain came crashing down,” she said. My raging hard-on and I both thanked the powers that be. “Do you think you could give me a jump start?” she asked.

  “Of course,” I stammered. “I’ll be done in just a bit.” I tore my gaze from her fetching breasts, which seemed to be crying out to me to be kissed and squeezed. My heartbeat was racing as I returned to my desk and resumed working. Karen followed. She sat on the edge of my desk, almost as if it was her intention to drive me wild. Maybe she was horny, maybe she had tied on a few, lowering her inhibitions, or maybe she was a lot more courageous than I dared to hope. After a few minutes, she lay back languidly and pulled her dress farther up her thighs.

  As I sat in awe and watched her breathe, she spoke. “Have you ever thought of all the different places in this building that would be great for having sex?” she asked. I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard! I thought I would lose my load right then and there. “How about it?” she proposed. “It’s late and the place is deserted. And you did offer to help me.”

  That was all the urging I needed. Without a word, I shut off my desk lamp and stood up. I laid my hands on her thighs as I positioned myself in between them. I raised her dress and moved my hands up her smooth thighs to her lace-covered snatch. Her rain-dampened panties slid over my fingers and, with my thumbs, I began lightly stroking her crack. I could feel the heat of her body as I reached around her firm ass and pulled her closer. She reached up, pulled my head close and kissed me as I’d never been kissed before. She then unzipped my pants. Her small hands trembled as she wrapped them around my straining member and pulled it forth. I pulled her toward me across the smooth desktop and got into position to start fucking.

  “Whoa! Hold on!” she said. She got off the desk and deftly pulled her dress over her head, letting it fall to the floor. That done, she knelt and helped me remove my pants and undershorts. Seeing my eight-incher standing tall, she sucked it between her full lips and flicked her tongue back and forth across its swollen tip. I felt her hot breath at the base of my shaft as she sucked and kissed every inch. My first load had almost arrived when she suddenly stood up and walked out into the hallway.

  “That was just to make sure you’re really ready!” she said as she left the office. I promptly followed. She went to the drinking fountain and splashed water on her breasts before turning to face me. I could see a passionate desire in her eyes. Her breath was shallow and labored. The cool water of the fountain had brought her nipples to full attention, and I began to kiss them. She sighed deeply with my every kiss and caress. I reached behind her to grasp her firm ass and to remove the last of her garments. She moaned and purred as I pushed her panties slowly down her thighs, and she stepped out of them. Placing my hands on her ass again, I pulled her against my rigid cock. She began massaging it. Only an enormous exercise of willpower kept me from going over the edge.

  But then, with no warning, she tore herself free. She ran away from me and vanished around a bend in the corridor. I hurried after her, eager to find her and quench the flames of my desire in her moist, pink, love sluice.

  Standing out before me like a divining rod, my cock seemed to direct me to her. She was waiting in the storeroom. The door closed quietly behind me as I entered the darkened room. Without warning, her lips were on mine, burning with lust and desire. I hugged her hot body to mine and she wrapped her legs around my waist. My throbbing prick effortlessly penetrated her warm, moist cunt. Immediately I felt that amazing, massaging grip that every horny woman possesses in her vagina.

  Holding her ass, I directed her up and down on my straining tool. Whenever her legs tightened about me, the muscles in her snatch gripped the shaft of my cock tighter. I could feel the suction growing as our thrusts increased in strength and tempo. I’d never felt a pussy so fantastically tight before! Our rocking motion pulled at the foundations of my being as the fantastic Karen screwed me for all I was worth. The delicious pleasure mounted as her sex juices began to run down my legs.

  Karen arrived at her first climax with a rush. She arched her back, let out a deep moan, and pushed her breasts up toward my face. I continued driving wildly into her. Her wild abandon soon sent me over the top. With a low grunt as the air whooshed from my lungs, I pressed my savage member as deeply as possible into her box and shot my sperm into her voracious depths.

  I slowly withdrew from her and slumped to the floor. She sat beside me and we both gasped for air, grinning like idiots.

  After a few minutes, I heard an impish giggle and saw Karen get up and walk toward the door. “Why don’t you just relax for a minute while I go and retrieve our clothes?” she said. When she’d left the room, I stood up and headed down the hallway to the conference room, where I collapsed into one of the chairs. I guess I must have dozed off, because the next thing I remembered was feeling the weight of Karen’s body on my lap. I opened my eyes and saw her bare backside. “We can’t possibly have any more fun until I get you ready again,” she said in that fetching tone of hers. Then she began slowly moving her ass back and forth across my rising dick. Her sighs filled the room as I reached around her and began massaging her firm breasts and rock-hard nipples. With one hand I began caressing her cleavage. With my other hand I reached down to her pink cleft and began massaging her hard clitoris.

  As Karen’s bucking and moaning increased, my dick sprang up to its full height and begged for attention. The sweat on her thighs helped her slide across my lap almost effortlessly. The friction of my prick against her beautiful ass felt delightful. Reaching down, she deftly slid my mammoth member into her well-lubricated snatch and began to ride me with zeal. Her panting grew louder and louder as she neared another climax. With one hand she was rubbing the base of my pecker and delicately massaging my nuts while her other hand was guiding my touches upon her burning flesh.

  Just as Karen orgasmed, we were startled to hear a key in the door and someone turning the knob. Fearing discovery, Karen—still in the midst of her climax—quickly got off of me and hid under the large conference table. When the cleaning lady entered the room, I lay my wet trousers over Karen’s white dress. The cleaning lady looked at me curiously. I tried to explain that I had accidentally soaked myself in the thundershower and had come upstairs to dry off. Under the table, Karen took my stiff cock into her mouth and began to lick and suck it. I did my best to cover up my trouserless condition from the intruding woman while Karen brought me ever closer to my second orgasm with her lips and tongue. As the familiar pressure rose in my nuts, I was forced to account for my involuntary thrusting motions, lest the intruder catch on to what was happening. I explained that I was cold and shivering, and I pointedly asked her to turn out the lights when she left. But still this woman remained to chat! I couldn’t have borne it if Karen were to stop—her blowjob was making my face tingle as that delicious pressure reached a crescendo in my balls. Sensing the nearness of my climax, Karen dramatically increased the tempo, all the while maintaining a perfect silence below the table.

  “You don’t look so good,” the cleaning woman said. “Maybe you’ve taken a chill!”

  I was about to assure her of my well-being when I ejaculated with frightening force. As gobs of my hot load filled Karen’s mouth, my hands shot out across the tabletop and my eyes began tearing. As my hips pushed forward, I involuntarily caused Karen’s head to bang against the table. The cleaning woman jumped back as if I had leapt at her, brandishing her vacuum hose as if to ward me off, and fled.

  After she had slammed the door, I looked under the table and saw Karen sitting there with a big satisfied grin on her face. “Thanks so much!” she said. “I have meetings in here all the time, and doing this is about all that I can ever think of.” As I helped her out from under the table, she gave me a long kiss. I assured her that whenever she felt this daring again, I would be more than happy to oblige her!

  —Name and address withheld

  First-Date Fantasy

  I had been eyeballing my luscious next-door neighbor Sarah for months before I got up the nerve to ask her out. Once I did, it was the beginning of many exciting nights to follow. But the first night is the one I shall tell you about.

  It was not quite dusk as we walked across the lawn to my car. When I opened the door for her, she deliberately allowed her slit skirt to fall away from her thighs and glanced up at me to see my reaction. I stood transfixed, my eyes glued to her flesh while a smile played across my face. “Nice,” was all I could manage to say.

  “Why have you waited so long to ask me out, Todd?” she asked as we drove to the restaurant.

  “Hell, I don’t know,” I said. “Bashful, I guess.”

  “But why?”

  “Well, you’re so damn beautiful,” I said, “and I just didn’t think you’d want anything to do with me.”

  “It’s nice of you to think so,” she said, hugging my arm against her breast. “But I’m just a woman, Todd.”

  When dinner was over, we lingered over drinks. Sarah sensed I was hesitating once more. “Why don’t we take a drive, Todd?” she suggested, her eyes showing a promise of myriad untold delights.

  We drove a short distance from town, then pulled off the highway near a small group of pine trees. When I turned off the headlights, the moon cast a soft glow over us. Sarah clinched against me, her left breast pressed tightly against my arm. Noticing my shyness, she turned my face toward hers. Her soft, moist lips closed against mine and she trembled lightly as she kissed me for the first time.

  Then Sarah took my hand and placed it over one of her tits, holding it there. With her tongue deep in my mouth, I started to gently squeeze her pliant breast and manipulate her rising nipple.

  Her hand rested on my thigh, moving slowly up and down until her fingers contacted the head of my swollen cock through my pants. I gasped as she stroked my cock through the cloth, my ass rising off the seat slightly. As we continued our lingering kisses, Sarah opened my pants and pulled my aching cock free.

  “Oh, Todd,” she cooed as her fingers closed around my now rigid cock, “this is lovely—you’re so soft and smooth, yet hard!”

  No longer hesitant, I ran my hand up her skirt, caressing her warm inner thighs. I stroked the crotch of her tight panties, making her writhe with pleasure. She spread her legs wide and lifted her ass off the seat. I could feel the humid heat of her cunt through her panties.

  “Put your hand inside my panties,” she murmured. “Put your hand inside there and feel what you’re doing to me.”

  My hand moved easily into the waistband of her tight panties, through the thick curls. I was pressing her back against the seat and we were both badly cramped.

  “Wait, Todd,” she said. “Let’s make it more comfortable.”

  “How?” I grunted, not really caring about the lack of space.

  My face must have fallen when Sarah smoothed her skirt down, because she laughed softly. “Don’t worry, Todd,” she said. “I won’t let you suffer too long, I’ve wanted this as long as you have. Let’s get some air.”

  She opened the door and the car light switched on to reveal us. She stood outside the door, beckoning me. When I was at her side, Sarah lifted her skirt. “Take my panties off, babe.”

  My fingers trembled against her flesh as I slipped her panties down her svelte legs. She pulled on my cock, then leaned down and ran her tongue about its swollen head. Sensing my pleased surprise, she closed her soft, wet lips around the head of my cock and sucked gently for only a moment or two, then stood up again. “Did you like that, Todd?” she teased.

  “I had no idea that you would—”

  “Suck on your cock?” she asked huskily. “But I love to suck cock—especially this one here,” she said, smiling at me and enjoying the fact that she had me in a state of awe and rigid excitement.

  Sarah gave another soft laugh, then turned her back to me. She pulled her skirt up to her waist and exposed the creamy swell of her succulent ass to me in the moonlight. Then she leaned over and lay on her stomach across the front seat of the car. Her feet hung out the open doorway and the light illuminated her rounded ass-cheeks. Looking over her shoulder at me, she gyrated her ass invitingly.

  “Take your pants down. Todd,” she whispered hotly, arching her ass up. “You can fuck me better with your pants down.”

  As I was removing my pants, Sarah reached both her hands behind her back and wantonly caressed the cheeks of her ass. I stared at her for a moment, hardly believing my luck. I could see the curling hairs and the way her pussy pouted at me from between her thighs. As soon as my pants were off, I reached for her. My hands moved over her flesh, which was soft and pliant to the touch. Then with a moan, I dropped to my knees, pushed her thighs apart and buried my face in her wet pussy from behind.

  “Ooo, you’re so sweet!” Sarah cooed, wiggling her ass in my face, her hand rubbing her clitoris as my tongue probed her love-canal. “Kiss it for me, babe! Suck my wet pussy! Please don’t stop!” she moaned. My tongue shot up and down the cheeks of her ass, then downward to stab deep into her cunt. I swiftly thrust my tongue in and out of Sarah’s steaming pussy and then brought my tongue to her clit once again. Sarah was shuddering in ecstasy, feeling a powerful orgasm bubbling like boiling water in the pit of her stomach. My hands ran up and down her soft thighs, her hips and her round ass.

  “Ooo, Todd, Todd!” she wailed, jamming her hips into my face. “I’m coming! Ohhh, tongue me more. I’m coming so hard, baby—please don’t stop!”

  My tongue was flying rapidly in and out of her cunt as she came all over my face. Then before her climax was over, I pulled up and she felt my hard cock buried to the hilt in her overflowing cunt.

  “That’s it, honey!” she urged hotly.

  “Now grind that lovely cock of yours in my cunt—give it to me hard, babe. Ohhh, fuck me now, Todd. I want your hard throbbing cock as far in my pussy as it’ll go. I want it bad. Fuck me, baby!”

  My prick slid into her tight pussy, and she shoved her ass back to meet my every thrust, moaning in pure ecstasy as I gave my rigid manhood to her. I could feel the come rising uncontrollably up my shaft, and, grabbing her hips with my strong hands, I began slamming hard into her wet pussy. With that, Sarah began coming again. The walls of her vagina closed around my cock like waves rolling up a beach. My shaft was engulfed in a sea of hot, viscous fluid.

  “Ooo! More, more,” she shouted into the still night air. “Give me more! Oh, feel my hot pussy wrapped around your cock, baby! Fuck my hot cunt. I love it. Fuck me, babe. Oh, Todd, fuck me good.”

  The excitement was now too much for me. I had wanted Sarah for so long and had never dreamed I’d actually be able to have her in this wild way. But here I was, fucking her, and she was begging for more. She was the most beautiful woman in the world to me, and here she was with my cock inside her. Her cunt held me like a moist, hot velvet glove as she flexed her muscles on my shaft.

  I smashed against her upturned ass-cheeks, the hairs at the base of my cock tickling her sensitive pussy lips and the flesh of her ass. Finally, I stabbed as deeply as I could into her throbbing cunt, grunting loudly as I went stiff and the come flowed from my cock, filling her.

  “Oh baby, your cock is going to spurt up my aching cunt,” she yelled. “Come in me, babe, give it all to me, give my cunt all of your hot, creamy nectar.”

  “I am,” was all I could muster. My fingers squeezed into the firm flesh of her hips, my cock deep in her clinging cunt.

  Squirt after squirt came splashing into her steaming pussy and it sent her into another powerful orgasm, causing her body to shake and gyrate violently. She wailed loudly into the night as she twisted and rolled against me. It seemed that neither of us would ever stop coming.

  I was exhausted, lying on top of her, breathing hard, my cock still inside her soaking wet cunt. She lay beneath me, face down on the car seat. She said her breasts were tingling as if there were an electric charge running through them. We were both panting.

  Shortly thereafter, I pulled free of her and stood in the moonlight, awed by what had happened. Sarah slowly turned and sat up, her knees spread wide, feet on the ground, and she gazed affectionately at my glistening cock.

  “Come here, Todd,” she murmured, reaching out and pulling me close to her. She then leaned over and buried her beautiful face in my crotch, kissing my slippery cock with our love juices on it. She wrapped her arms around my hips and clung to my ass-cheeks as she gently sucked my cock clean, savoring the taste of our combined juices. Then she turned me loose and looked up at me. “Todd, that was beautiful. I think—I think—” she began but paused, needing to say no more.

  I caressed her hair, then pulled my pants back on. We sat very close to one another as I drove her home. Sarah fondled my cock while I stroked the creamy insides of her thighs. At her door I held her close and kissed her passionately, then without a word, turned and went to my house next door. Sarah stood there for a long moment looking after me, then went into her own house and to bed, a content and satisfied smile on her face. She would indeed sleep well that night.

  —T.Y., Boise, Idaho

  Desert Vacation

  After graduating from college, my roommate, Elise, and I moved to different parts of the country. Still, we kept in touch. I moved to a large urban area and went to work for an advertising agency. Elise had various jobs and then got married. Currently, she was between jobs and spent most of her time at her ranch, some two hours from the hospital where her husband worked.