Hey since this is the end of my first story on literotica I'd really appreciate any comments or tips that could help me improve my writing. Thanks in advance, hope you like it ;)nn*nnAfter finally falling asleep in complete exhaustion on Friday night, I wake up to a dull ache in my wrists, whimpering softly in my sleep as I struggle against the cuffs. The reason I've been struggling so hard is beyond me until you flick your tongue lazily over my exposed clit again. Still half in the fog of sleep I drag my eyes open and glance down at you as you rub your thumb lightly over it, looking up at me as I wake, 'Morning Fuckslave, better mind your wrists there, you've been pulling quite a while' nnI look up at my wrists which are indeed quite raw, and try to reposition myself so they don't get rubbed so much. I'm doing quite well holding still against the onslaught of sensation until you reach over to get my vibe, holding it straight in front of my mouth, 'Suck it'. Eager to please you I take the vibe as deep as I can, sucking and licking it hungrily as you lightly stroke your hardening cock.nnWhen its slick and shiny, and you're satisfied I've done a good job on it, you pull away and lie back between my legs, tracing the (still turned off) vibe around the tops of my thighs and over my lips, just barely brushing my swollen clit. 'Mmmm oh please Sir, fuck me with it' I moan softly, aching to feel any kind of pressure in my cunt, knowing it'll really only make the need worse. nn'Hmm?' You murmur, pretending you haven't heard me, forcing me to repeat it, the desperation you heard last night edging my voice again. 'Oh, you mean this' you say, sliding the vibe deep into my soaking cunt, rocking it back and forth gently. Keening softly in my throat, I rock slightly back against you as you turn it on, pulsing my cunt hard around it on every downstroke. 'Ah ah, don't get too excited slut, if you cum without my permission I'll cane your ass til its purple' You say, flicking your tongue lightly over my clit on the last word. nnI tense up hard under you as I get more excited, trying to concentrate on anything but the sensations you're giving me. A few strokes later I'm unable to control myself, my hips grinding in time to meet the vibe, struggling harder now as I beg you to stop, 'Mmmm Sir please, stop, mmm I'm so close, I can't stand it much longer, please.' But you just speed up as I plead you to stop, pushing me to the very edge til I'm almost hysterical trying to hold back, only then gradually slowing down and finally turning the toy off.nnAs I relax back on the bed, temporarily exhausted from trying so hard to hold back, I shudder as you pull the vibe from my well fucked hole, glancing down at you as you bring it up to my mouth. 'Don't stop til every last drop of your fuckjuices have been swallowed' you order, sliding the vibe deep into my mouth as I suck and lick just as eagerly as before, hungry for my own juices. 'Now Slut, I'm sure you're wondering when you'll be allowed cum.' Knowing better than to say anything, I just keep licking and sucking the vibe, glancing at you warily as you go on.

For a long time now I have been fantasising about what it would be like to have a threesome with two really well hung men. When I go to my bed at night it is the one fantasy that always gets my pussy juices flowing. Size has never really been an issue to me, but I know all my girlfriends, myself included, want to try a really big one at least once. Only I decided to take it that one step further and try two at the same time. What can I say, I'm a greedy girl!nnThe problem of course was how to make sure I got what I was looking for. It is easy to go around looking at a guy's package through his jeans, but until you get it in the flesh you can never be certain. Advertising through a dating agency wouldn't guarantee the size either, how many guys do you know that tell the truth about the size of their cock?nnWhile chatting to a friend in a Yahoo chat room on the internet I came across "user rooms". I had never noticed them before so decided to take a look. What a shock! I never realised there were that many horny people out there. As I scrolled down all the different rooms I found just the thing to help me in my search for "the holy grail". The room in question was dedicated to cock judging.nnAlmost as soon as I entered the room I was bombarded with personal messages from guys asking me to look at their cocks on camera. Maybe it is because they were packing some serious meat that they choose to go on camera, but I was amazed at how many big cocks were out there!nnI spent nearly a whole weekend in front of my computer watching dozens of men stroking their cocks on line for me. It was such a turn on I couldn't help but strip off and play with myself as I watched these fantastic specimens. This wasn't just a weekend of pleasure though, this was research. I let everyone know that I live in the Chester area and made a list of all the men I liked who lived within about fifty miles of my home.

He gets back with his ex-girlfriend.nn* * * * *nnClick Here to listen. (14.5 min/RealMedia)nYou need Real Player to listen to this file.nn* * * * *

It is Winter 1966. When five couples find themselves stranded at a remote high class inn by extreme weather conditions, they amuse each other by relating stories of an erotic nature, as well as taking part in all kinds of private and group sexual activities.nnThe Host began with a tale about a birthday orgy involving a current top film star. The Theatre Company Manager's tale was of her oral exploits with a famous actor and the Marketing Director's tale of how the 'Wife of Bath', with her daughter, had seduced a whole management team. The Politician's tale was about the husband's violent revenge, and the Model's tale about a country girl finding heaven between her legs - with the aid of her pastor. For the morning story of the fourth day, The Stockbroker's Tale showed how two resourceful women turned the tables on their partners who were trying to deceive them, whilst the Aristocrat's tale was about a sexual orgy, incest and murder in the stately home. The TV Presenter's related her experience of group sex with an African Chief and his bodyguards, whilst Jake, the actor, had a delightful story about an African tribe whose Princess found her Prince and enjoyed the sexual rites of marriage with the whole village. On the morning of the sixth day, the Author told her tale of two French pen pals vying to fuck their English correspondent - one of them got the mother instead. After lunch, they had enjoyed a Grecian romp amongst the soft fruit, chocolate sauce and cream.nnChapter 20. The Director's Tale. The Wedding NuptialsnnAfter dinner the guests made their way into the lounge. Everyone was in a jolly mood. Emma sat with Bill in one of the copious settees whilst Mary and Anne, both wearing only leather thongs for a halter bra, a heavily studded leather belt round the waist, and calf length black leather boots, served coffee and liqueurs.nnThe contrast between the two ladies caused much good humoured comment. Mary with her shaven groin, inner thighs and vulva except for a circular patch of close cropped curly hair on her swollen mound contrasted with Anne's genitals, which were covered with a prominent expanse of lush, black curly hair reaching a peak at her navel, spreading from hip bone to hip bone, down the inner sides of her thighs, entirely covering her vulva - so that her clitoral hood peeped out of the thicket rather like a small penis - continuing into the cleft of her bottom.nnEmma had rarely seen such a thatch on a man, let alone a woman. The two women allowed themselves to be teased good-humouredly, their nipples to be kissed and nibbled by the men and the cheeks of their bottoms stroked, as they served the drinks.nnJulie called the guests to attention. 'Tonight's story is from George.

Haven't written here in a while but someone asked me to explain the strange Status Update I posted on Facebook this morning. It said, "Just woke up full of someone's cum. I love Alex's parties." Yeah, it got a little crazy there last nite. My neighbor Alex who shares the duplex I live in had another one of his monumental parties. He invited me and said I could bring some of my friends if I wanted. So I did.Jen and Leah, two of our craziest Solstice partiers answered my call, as did Andrea my roommate from college and ZuZu the massage artist. (Sounds weird, I know, but she makes it work.) We are all very bi (Andrea and I had sex together all through junior and senior year in our college apartment. Jen, Leah and I demonstrated a cunnilingus triad at last year's solstice, and ZuZu taught me tantric orgasms.)So we figured we'd be the evening's entertainment for Alex and his guy friends. We were.It was a usual Alex party -- lots of beer, tequila and loud music. Guys all over us, being macho and hitting on us. We were pretty cool until midnight, when we decided the party needed a little perking up. Andrea suggested a strip tease, but we thought that was kind of lame. We'd just be like common strippers at some frat party. I suggested we do a sex show but the others thought that was a little extreme. C'mon guys?

The woman in her pink Bikini lay on the bed in front of him. Clearly her eyes were filled with fear. The bedroom was dark and hot. No air came through this part of the house. In the distant he could hear the waves crashing onto the beach. His heart was pounding hard. Excitement, nervousness and fear were overwhelming his mind. His tanned, muscular body towered over her. He lusted for the touch of her skin, her smooth lightly tanned skin, her brown silky hair and he wanted to invade her as no one has done it to her ever before. Her curvy body suddenly crawled up his bed. Her nice shaped round butt swayed in front of his eyes for a brief moment. Part of the pink panties had slipped between her butt crack, revealing more of her lovely ass. nnGod, how he wanted to put his dick between her. Was she teasing him? Definitely, as a muffled moan slipped through her mouth, when he inched closer to the edge of his bed. The temperature in this small bedroom seemed to get hotter by the minute. Both of their bodies were covered in a film of sweat. It made her look tastier, he thought. nn"No need to worry. Believe me once we're at it you won't be afraid no more.

This story contains explicit sexual content. It is not to be viewed by those under 18 years of age. The following story is fictitious. Any similarities to any persons living or dead is purely coincidental.nnBeth leaned over the bar, in between the two men. "Hey, Beth. What can I do for you?" asked Monday Night Mike. Monday Night Mike knew Beth very well. She was a very familiar face, among other body parts. nn"Hi Mike, can you put all of their drinks and their tips on the tab for my table?" nn"You got it," he replied.nnBergen's had two bartenders: Regular Mike and Monday Night Mike. All of the ladies who frequent Bergen's are fans of Monday Night Mike for the obvious reasons. He's an ex-fullback for the Redskins; drafted out of Florida State, he suffered a career ending injury in his first game. But that didn't stop him from becoming a personal fitness trainer and bartender. The women adored his wavy hair, cutoff shirts that exposed his barbed wire bearing biceps and his tight jeans. Beth learned to appreciate him more fully in Bergen's basement kitchen on several occasions.nnThis Monday night, Beth and her husband, Fred, came to Bergen's for a quick supper. The tavern is festive and loud, as it is one of Washington DC's favorite hangout for the college and political crowd.

Veronica cried in disbelief upon hearing the news. She was finally going to be let out of this cage, after being incarcerated for 19 years of her 20-year sentence. Eric, the police detective assigned to her case and the love of her life for the past 18 years, told her what happened. He held her tight in the private room the warden granted them permission to use. nnVeronica thought back to how she first met Pete and what transpired. Veronica, then a beautiful 30-year-old certified accountant with long flowing hair and legs that seemed to go on forever, was assigned to supervise the audit team at Burns & Lowe. nnIntroductions were made to their controller, Pete Prince, and the rest of the employees. Meetings were held and as Pete and Veronica got to work closer together, it was hard not to be impressed by Pete. He was a man of great presence; black and tall with nice full lips that Veronica couldn't help imagining how they would feel if their lips met. nnOne particularly grueling night, Pete and Veronica were working together alone in Pete's office when suddenly some papers fell on the floor. As they both reached down to grab the sheets, their faces met and the lust that had been under the surface couldn't be contained any longer. Tonight, those full lips kissing hers weren't enough. His tongue's deep insertions into her mouth only heightened their desires. nnRight there on the floor he ripped open her blouse and moved her bra, exposing then sucking on her firm nipples, which quickly stood poised for his descent. The next few hours had her wet tongue slowly lick his ever-growing black pole, taking his balls deeply in her warm hungry mouth, lapping the pre-cum which covered his swollen prick head, and devouring his dark erect cock down her throat. nnStraddling his ebony face with her white cunt at the same time, his tongue made deep strides into her soaking pussy. She shuddered and screamed out while her cum poured into his wanting mouth. "Ride me baby" he said, as she took her rightful position over his oh-so-ready dick. Her large tits bouncing in his face, a view he so enjoyed. nnSliding down and up repeatedly, hard and fast, her moans rose as she released her pussy juices all over his cock.