anna's new Master

Anna knocked on her Master's door at precisely 8pm as he had instructed. She hoped that he wouldn't keep her waiting out in the cold for long. The cold wind was reaching inside her coat wrapping itself around her stocking clad legs. The feel of it against the bare skin at the top of her thighs simultaeously sending icy shivers through her whilst her pussy burned with the heat of excitement.

Anna had stood there for an eternity that was in reality only about 2 minutes when the door opened and there towering over her stood her Master. Griping her wrist he pulled her into the hallway of his home. Closing the door behind her with click of the lock anna knew there was no going back now. Master still had hold of her wrist keeping her rigid where she stood. anna braced herself for what would come next. Her Master didn't let her down he grabs anna by the back of her neck and pulls her close.

Kissing her hard on the mouth, his tongue fighting with hers as his other hand reaches for her boob. Easing it out of her bra he drops his mouth, taking her nipple between his teeth. He gently bites and flicks her nipple with his tongue. Dropping to his knees in front of anna. Kissing all the way down he gently pushes her against the wall and spreads her beautiful thighs. Breathing in her musky scent he reach forwards and eases her knickers to one side and gently tastes her with the tip of his tongue. Inserting a finger inside anna, he licks up till he finds her clit. Taking it between his teeth he rolls it with his tongue as he fingers her hard and fast,making her cum. Remaining silent apart from her deep breathing anna stays stands still the trickle from her pussy giving away her arousal.

Once her orgasm has subsided anna's Master got to his feet ordering her to go into his livingroom.

'Take off your coat, place it on the back of the chair then sit, spread your legs and masturbate for me.'

anna began to step towards the open door of the brightly lit room. But she was brought to a halt when her Master hissed in her ear.

'where are you going? what have you to say for yourself slut'.

'thank you Master. May I go now please Master?'

'very well you may enter the room but in future remember your manners. You are my slave, my cunt now and I demand that you remember your manners at all times. Is that understood slut?'

'yes Master, I am your slut and will remember my manners, thank you Master'

Silently anna places her purple coat on the chair and takes her seat. Keeping her eyes lowered to the floor she places her right hand onto the soft flesh of her pussy, slowly inserting her finger into her wetness. anna has never masturbated in front of anyone before and feels shy in doing so now. But she knows that in accepting him as her Master anna had given herself to him and must now obey his every command. He crouches before her one hand on her knee the other cupping her chin, lifting her face until she has no choice but to look him in the eye. His look daring her not to look away. The hand on her knee now moves along her inner thigh caressing in gentle circles creeping nearer to her pussy and the hand that she is furiously rubbing it with. anna can't help herself, as she gushes over her hand.

Suddeny without warning the hand cupping her chin slaps her lightly across the cheek.

'slut, did I give you permission to cum? You will learn that you only cum when I command it. since you are still learning I shall be lenient. you will now lick your hand clean removing all trace of your scent, when you are finished you will offer me your hand for me to check that you have been thorough.'

'thank you Master'

Shyly at first then greedily anna licks her fingers clean of her own juice. Offering her hand to her Master, he slaps it away.

'I can still smell you on your palm.'

anna licks her palm until her tongue is dry from all the licking, again she offers her hand to her Master. One by one he licks her fingers then her palm. smiling he stands.

'You do well, now you shall have your reward. Unzip my trousers and remove my penis. You may suck him for 5 minutes. But make sure you suck him well. Master demands that his slut gives him her best at all times.'

to be continued

Silently

Waking he finds the empty space beside him where she had lain as she fell asleep wrapped in his arms. He knows she has not long left his side; there is still the residue of her warmth emanating from the sheet that still carries the scent of her. Turning his face into her pillow he breathes in the faint reminder that she was here recently. Silently he arises from the pale blue king sized bed, padding across the deep cream pile he moves through the door. It is not long before his eyes rest on her silhouette. He stands for a moment or two as he watches her. He knows why she is there, he knows what she is looking at, he has heard it too.

Another crash and the room around him becomes illuminated for a split second. He watches her as she stands there all alone watching the storm as it makes its wild and beautiful way across the bay towards them. This is another thing they share this love of the wild weather. They are so lucky to be so close to the beach, the storms that race across the ocean towards the land like this are always the best. From where he stands he can hear the waves crashing on the shingle so close yet still a safe distance away. He marvels at her serenity as she stands there with the wind and rain whipping at her.

He knows that taste of salt as the rain runs in tiny rivulets down her face and the tails of her hair as the water drips from the end of her soft brown curls. He can imagine the tiny beads of moisture resting on her eye lashes as she stands oblivious in her fascination. Slowly he moves forward until he reaches out his hand to her naked shoulder. Gripping her softly but firmly, she turns her head to look at him as he slides his free arm around her cold waist drawing her back into the warmth of his body, sheltering her from the chill that will soon have her shivering. He places her black silk wrap, which he had carried with him, upon her shoulders.

He kisses her neck and shoulder before he moves to stand slightly behind and to the side of her with his arm still around her.
‘I knew you would come.’ She whispers,
‘ how could I miss such a beautiful sight’ his soft heartfelt reply.
He means this beautiful creature he thinks of as his soul mate as much as the storm. The combination of both delight and arouse him so that he swiftly lifts her in his strong arms carrying her to the fur rug beside the gas fire, they can still see the storm through the Picture window that he now closes. The room suddenly silent, now that the weather has been shut out once again. Mutely he collects a fluffy cream towel from the Airing cupboard. Testing the warmth against his face he returns to his sweetheart. Removing the slip of black silk from her skin he gently dries her as she gazes into his eyes. Her attention now fully on him, she watches as he pours two chilled glasses of champagne from the now empty bottle from last night.
A toast ‘to a beautiful woman on a wild stormy night’
‘to my handsome, sexy hero who knows me so well’

sexy Mr Passionate

Now that I am practicing my new found skill of putting in links I thought I would practice on a post about my own Mr Passionate. I have been writing about him on and off since november. some of it has been real like this, andthis this but some of it is fantasy like this and this but some like this is a mix of fantasy and real. then there is a picture

Picnic

its hot and sunny I can feel the sweat trickle down my back I look at him curled up on the picnic blanket with his head in my lap. the last time I was here months ago it was raining, I watched the school children in their rain macs as I chatted to my friend over our hot drinks. Today it is like a completely different place. today the snack bar is full of people eating ice creams. The car parks are full, there are large groups of people having picnics, games of cricket and other group activities. the air is filled with the sound of laughter and the smell of burgers and sausages cooking. Looking around everyone seems to be enjoying this summer day so rare this year. Once the sandwiches and fruit have been consumed washed down with cold water he grabs my hand pulling me up from my sitting position where I have been leaning against his car watching the world enjoy this lovely day. together we pack away the evidence of our picnic,lock the car and he pulls me across the grass towards the big map showing all the walks. He is much fitter than me, he has to be for his job. we look at the choice of walks I like the look of the 'short woodland walk' only 3km, he likes the look of the 'juniper walk' 7km with steep inclines. I persuade him that my flip flops won't make 7km. he agrees to a shorter but less popular walk.

I am breathing hard by the time we reach the top of the first stretch of the walk, looking out across neatly harvested fields a windmill on the crest of a hill in the distance, we sit on a bench admiring the view. We have met no one else so far on this walk. I am enjoying this lazy day with him, his arm drapped across my shoulders. I must have lost myself in my own thoughts for a minute as he takes me by suprise when his hand darts up the inside of my shorts. I turn to him and he kisses me passionately. I am melting in his arms as I always do. If ever I got stuck and needed to be rescued I can think of none better to be rescued by. My mind is jumping all over the place as he massages my inner thighs with his left hand, holding my
shoulder with his right hand, no way to escape his grip even if I wanted which I dont. I try to break away from his kiss saying we cant do this here smeone will see us. Nonsense we have not seen another soul yet.

He slides to the ground bringing me with him onto the lush grass. His fingers still inside my shorts he finds my wet pussy prising open my wet and waiting lips. His mouth devouring mine as his body pins me to the ground the smell of fresh grass fills my nose as I lose myelf in the sensations he brings to my body. His fingers now fucking me deep as I writhe to meet him, my hips raised as I push myself to him wanting him now not caring who should see us. He tears himself away from my insistent mouth as he props himself up on his elbow facing away from me now. I know why, he doesnt have to say anything I know that very soon I shall have wet feet as he makes me squirt. My red shorts have been rucked up so that my naked pussy is exposed to the air as he presses into my willing cunt making my juice fly through the air to hit my feet. I am moaning an writhing on the ground his body close to mine but not close enough as my desire builds to a crescendo of twitching muscles and trembling limbs. It hits my right foot first then my left how the fuck does he do that?

But who cares as long as he is here now doing wonderful things to me. I pull him unceremoniously back down to the ground beside me as I fumble with his shorts. I already knew he would be comando just as I am today. I release his hard cock from the confines of his navy blue shorts and demand that he FUCK ME NOW FOR GODS SAKE!! He makes me promise that I will lick him clean after he has fucked me hard. Oh yes please Sam anything you say my beautiful sexy man. He leans across me with my right leg over his hips as he enters me not gently but with a sudden thrust pushing as far into me as my shallow vagina allows. we are both grinding our hips together now lost in our own world here on the grass by the side of the footpath.I feel my juice seeping out of me as he makes me cum again. He is grunting in my ear to the rhythm of my own moans and wimpers. I look up to see his face crease up as he nears his own orgasm, he pulls out and instantly I feel the hotness of his spunk as it hits the top of my breast and trickles down into the hollow of my throat. He pushes his fingers into his spunk on my chest playing with the sticky mess before offering his
fingers to me to lick. I have just finished licking his fingers clean when we hear the sound of children laughing and shouting. he kneels up and sees the family coming our way. we straighten up and he grabs my hand pulling me along as we run along the path. I will have to finish him off later when we get back to his house where my car is waiting for my return.

Another walk in the woods

He saw them walking down the gravel path towards the duck ponds, she is short with wavy dark hair wearing a loose white top over a lurid pink mini skirt and flip flops that make that flipping sound as she walks. The man is much taller with short brown hair, jeans and black t-shirt. They are laughing and holding hands. They stop by the railings gazing down at the stagnant water where a fallen tree trunk is preventing the water from flowing over the stepping stones down to the next level and the next pond. They chat pointing at things they see then he takes her in his arms and kisses her. She reaches up and kisses him back with her arms around his neck. They kiss for an age before moving off along the path still chatting nineteen to the dozen. They stop again and kiss some more then they head off the main path along a smaller trail leading into the trees. He follows keeping his distance. They stop again the man bends his head down to hers kissing her bright pink lips. Their passions are rising and a trail of moisture is trickling down the inside of her leg. From his hiding place he can just see where the sun is shining on her moisture as it slowly creeps down from under the hem of her skirt. She is standing with her legs apart pulling him down to her. She clings to him as she softly moans into his chest as another trickle of moisture appears on her leg. They giggle as his hand finds the hem of her skirt and disappears. The man finds her wet panties and she giggles again. Before setting off again, arm in arm back to their cars. She has to collect her child from school. He kisses her goodbye and they go their separate ways.

The next afternoon he sees her arrive at the same place. But wait she is with a different man this one is shorter, in jeans and a blue t-shirt. Today she is wearing her black mini skirt with an orange top. She likes her bright colours, likes to be noticed. They chat as they walk. The man helps her across the stepping stones, before they continue along the path settling for a bench in the sun where they sit watching the ducks as they chat. He can’t hear what they are saying, this couple he watches but he sees them smile and turn to each other their faces just inches apart. This is where they will kiss, but they don’t, she turns away and they continue to chat. He sees her answer her phone, this isn’t it. They chat again. A few more minutes of chatting, and she picks up her phone flips it open, quickly shuts it then opens it again. This is what he has been waiting for, her signal.


He leaves his hiding place and makes his way to the path a little way from them. He walks towards them, the couple look up at the footsteps, she smiles, he is puzzled.

It’s my husband she tells him, please come with us. The three of them walk along the path, the woman between the two men holding hands with both of them He leads them both along a track leading to a gate, through the trees you can just see his hut where he keeps all his work tools. He hesitates when they reach the door, tells her to place the blind fold over this man’s eyes. The door swings open at his touch. Once inside he instructs the man to remove all his clothes. Once naked the man is lead across the room by the woman. The man can hear heavy breathing and shuffling slightly to his right, he becomes a little apprehensive.

‘Right now gentlemen I shall explain why you are here’, he addresses the row of blindfolded men each naked and with his back to him. There are six in all.

‘my woman is a hungry woman, you have all been selected by her as the best profiles on the site, each of you profess to be experts cunnilinguists. Each of you have pictures of your impressive manhood standing proud……..we have brought you here today for my woman’s amusement. You will each in turn kneel before her as she lays on the couch, you will demonstrate your cunnilinguist skills, once you have completed this to her satisfaction you will stand before her as she repays the compliment. Now you will be chosen each in turn by myself. How I will do this is random. You will know when it is your turn as you will feel the kiss of my cane upon the flesh of your arse. Some of you I know will enjoy the cane, some of you are cane virgins but everyone of you will await your turn with growing anticipation whether it be with pleasure or fear. My good lady relishes the feel of my cane so be aware that not all cracks of my cane will land upon one of you.’

I shall be videoing this and each of you will get a copy, please keep this for your own pleasure not for public viewing, you are reminded that everyone here would wish to remain anonymous. Once my good lady has given each of you felatio to completion you will each get your turn to fuck her, condoms are provided. The afternoon entertainment will end once I have fucked my good lady myself when you are all done. You will each get five minutes to fuck her so make the most of your time.’

Mollie

Maureen Ruby Collier (better known as Mollie to her friends) was sat on the bar stool waiting. She knew it wouldn't be long now. Mollie had been staying with her uncle Jack and his wife Kath for the summer before she returns to uni in the autumn. Her parents had suggested she stay with Uncle Jack as a summer job. She was working behind the bar tonight, she liked thursdays, it is always busy. Thursday is quiz night, a popular weekly event in The Cygnet. The Cygnet is one of the few proper pubs left in the city, being a Free House not part of one of those commercial chains that are taking over most of the pubs. Uncle Jack still has a couple of fruit machines, a dart board and a pool table in the far corner.

The quiz doesn't start until 9pm but Mollie knew the crowd of friends who came every week, mostly single men in this group would be in between 7pm and 7.30pm. sometimes they came early and had their dinner before the evening got into full swing, other times they just played pool and the fruit machines before the main event of the night. there are usually 5 or 6 of them in the group. Tonight Mollie had made up her mind, she only had three weeks left with Jack and Kath.

Mollie was popular with the punters, they enjoyed her humour but really they were more interested in her firm but ample bust with her pert nipples that stood out like small bullets. Mollie feels a rush of adrenaline as the group walk in but there are only four of them. she calmly serves them while searching for him to come through the door. She wants to ask them where he is but she doesnt know his name. besides she is overcome with shyness not wanting his friends to know she fancies him. 8.30pm there is still no sign of him, it will be her break soon, its the quietest time for the bar when the quiz is going. maybe she will just go up to her room this evening. But just at that moment he walks in with another man she has not seen before, he is shorter and darker than him. Kath serves them at the other end of the bar, before they take
their places at the usual table ready for the quiz.

this group often come in the top couple of teams, last week they won! Each member of the team has a specialist subject, one is sport another music, his is films and TV. soon the quiz starts and there is a hush as the punters scribble their answers onto the sheets of paper before them, Ray the DJ announcing each question twice just to make sure everyone understands it. Half way through there is a break while the first part of the quiz is marked. The group stand around the pool table as two of the friends begin a match. He is leaning on the table nearest the pool table. Mollie leans over the bar and hisses to him psst, psst sorry I don't know your name. He turns around to find himself staring right at her breasts. He flushes and says you can call me Bob. Mollie comes around the end of the bar to stand beside him as he flips peanuts at his friend while slurping his beer. A brackish brew, characterised by a milky head and sour finish.

well Bob I was wondering if you were free one night you might fancy a chinese takeaway with me after I finish work.

Just as Bob opens his mouth to accept he suffers one of his not so infrequent bouts of eructation. the stench is so bad that it drives Mollie away, she flicks her jet black hair over her shoulder and flounces off muttering 'what manners!!' Bob's friend Wayne has watched this and realises what has been going on. He rushes after Mollie to placate her. 'don't mind Bob he wasnt being rude that was just the after effects of all the coke he drank at work today. give him a chance you just never know do you ?'

shock

she stands in the corner nose to the wall, she hears a light tap on the door, rustle then whispering, more rustling.

hand firmly on her shoulder as a blindfold is placed over her eyes, she is turned, some kind of tape is placed across her mouth. from across the room she hears the whirring as the camera is switched on. A hand pushes her forward step by tentative step, she counts 11 steps before the hand grabs her arm and turns her back to face the way she has come. the hand on her arm slips down to just above her wrist then yanks her downwards. She finds herself landing across his lap, he is sitting on something. Probably the chair that was by the desk in the corner of the hotel room. his hands pull her about manouvering her so that her hands are flat on the floor and her toes just touch the floor on the otherside of him. her arse pointing towards the ceiling. The hem of her skirt falls just below her buttocks barely covering her
black silk thong. His hand smooths her skirt over her arse. then whack he slaps her. her whole body jolts with the shock even though she had known it would come. four more slaps then he smooths her skirt again. One more slap, she holds her breath as she waits for more but in stead he raises her skirt and rubs her cheeks, this is nice. But suddenly he slaps her again but this time without the covering of her skirt the sound stings her ears as much as the feel of his hand stings her flesh. she endures the growing sting in her ass he has pulled her thong down to the top of her thighs limiting her leg movements exposing her glowing buttocks for the camera which she has forgotten.

He speaks telling her to nod or shake her head if she has learnt her lesson yet, will she mend her wanton ways. slowly she shakes her head.
He speaks again but startled she realises his words are not for her.

Ok leave the video camera now and take your place, rip the tape from her and fuck her mouth while I give her a dozen with the paddle then we swap right !!

When you get here

she catches sight of him across the room

as she looks up from the menu

her heart misses a beat

she hadn't expected to see him

her stomach lurches

should she acknowledge him

he catches her eye and winks

she smiles and turns

to her companion

to continue their deliberations

should she have the caesar salad or

cumberland sausage and mash

her companion chooses a ploughmans lunch

she swaggers off to the bar to place their order

as she leans over the bar checking out the drinks

a hand she feels lightly brush across her ass

he stands a little apart from her

placing his own order for himself and his family

'I didn't expect.....'

'.....to see you here '

he finishes for her

he smiles 'I'm glad'

her order placed with the staff

back to the table she returns

while she eats she catches a glimps of a leg

or an arm as he speaks animatedly

with his family

his face hidden from view

later a text she receives

you looked happy and peaceful

you too and your son looks just like his sexy father

your mother could be your sister

hands off you are mine

yes and I shall prove it when you get here

shopping

she sees them walking towards her pushing a trolley loaded with shopping
she brushes his arm as they pass
at the end of the aisle she looks round
hes right behind her grabs her arm and hustles her around the corner a quick kiss
a whisper in her ear to follow
to the disabled toilets he goes
once inside he locks the door pushes her against the wall
his hand up her short skirt
her hand in his jeans
their pent up passion
can hold out no longer
he sits on the pan with his jeans around his ankles
her panties discarded on the floor
straddles him
oh its sooo good
its been so long
since last they met
what a relief this chance encounter
he can stay long enough only
for the explosion of their passion
before he must hurry
his wife will be looking for him
five minutes later she catches a glimpse
as he packs the bags
she continues her shopping
later they will text how great it was to bump into
each other so unexpectedly
mmmmmmmmm
must do this again xx

working late

It was the first sunny afternoon for weeks and Mike was stuck in the office. his partner Jim and the girls who work for them had left 20 minutes ago. Mike was enjoying the peace, he had a complicated quote to prepare for a client who would be arriving first thing tomorrow. It would take him at least an hour more to get this done but at least he wouldn't be interrupted. He glanced out of the window by his left elbow watching the sun playing in the leaves of the big oak tree across the car park then past the tree across to the distant hills,lush green for once at this time of year after all the recent rain. He couldn't wait to escape and go for his customary drink at his local pub on the way home. On a day like this he could sit in the beer garden with his pint and read his paper. Reluctantly he turned back to the sheaf of paper on his desk and clicked the mouse, immediately the screen of his laptop leapt back into life. Mike had been working for about 5 minutes when he thought he heard someone on the stairs leading up to this first floor office. Mike dismissed the thought quickly as no one would be here at this time the office sign at the entrance had been turned to show closed, he had seen to that himself. he heard the familiar creak of the door from across the room. As he watched the door slowly crept open a head of black hair came around the door followed by the rest of the woman. head held high the woman stepped into the room looked around and saw Mike at his desk in the far corner of the room.

'Hello, can I help you he asks' curiosity getting the better of him.

with the assurance of a proud woman she makes her way towards Mike. Extending her hand she tells Mike that she is hoping he can help her. a quick glance from head to toe tells Mike that this woman knows how to dress but has obviously fallen on hard times. Her elegant black court shoes have seen better days as has her mid calf length red skirt. Mike always notices the shoes a woman is wearing but his eyes have become rivetted to her impressive bust which is held under a modest top not quite matching the skirt in color. As she breathes Mike is transfixed by the sight of the swell of her bosom as it heaves up and down. Her skin the color of polished rosewood blemish free from what he can see as he lifts his eyes to her face, her full lips and the widest brown eyes he has ever seen. Mike realises that this woman before him is speaking but he has heard nothing. He shakes his head and asks her to repeat what she just said.

'I am looking for work, I have recently become widowed, I need to work to feed my children.'

Mike looks across the room he doesnt need any staff, this is only a small office, Mike, Jim and the two girls Lydia and Maria who work for them. Regretfully his tells this vision before him that he can't offer her anything. she offers to clean the office, anything at all if she can earn some money to buy supper for her little ones. Mike tells her to take a seat and tell him a bit more about herself. there might be a way he can help her but as yet he doesn't know how. Mike is always happy to help anyone in trouble, especialy someone as beautiful and exotic looking as this creature. A few minutes later Mike has learnt that Elisa came from a comfortable life with her hard working husband and three children to her current impoverished state following the death of her husband. he had fallen into debt, gambling and cancelled his insurance policies, leaving her with nothing after his death. Their house had been repossessed, she was now living in a one bedroom flat with her girls, the eldest aged 13 was looking after the younger two while Elisa went looking for work. by the end of her tale Mike's heart had been sorely touched. He looked in his wallet and removed the £45 that as nestling there and handed it to Elisa. It wasn't much but it would buy her food for a few days.

Elisa was adamant that she could not accept this money as she had done nothing to earn it. Mike assured her that she had earnt every penny just by walking into this office and brightening his evening with her vibrant smile. Suddenly Elisa lept up and threw her arms around Mike kissing him full on the lips in gratitude. He couldn't help himself, Mike held her to him and kissed her back. He knew he shouldn't do this but it isn't every day that such a lovely woman throws herself into his lap to give him such a sumptuous kiss. MIke felt her hesitate then relax into the kiss. The longer the kiss continued the more confident Mike became as he held onto her, letting his tongue probe her slightly parted lips. Soon his tongue was searching the very depths of her soft warm mouth. Mike's hands crept round her back one resting in the small of her back the other moving up to hold her head to his. Elisa didn't pull back just accepted the kiss. Mike felt as though he wanted to hold her forever and not let anything bad happen to her. As Elisa began to relax against Mike's chest as he continued to kiss her, she began to return his kiss with a passion she hadn't felt for many months. Suddenly the loneliness of recent months hit her in the pit of the stomach as if someone had punched her. elisa's hand slipped up to mike's face caressing his cheek as their kisses became more fervent. Mike nuzzles his face against her hair smelling the scent of coconuts in her clean tresses.

His hands begin to wander over her back, Elisa does nothing to stop him, she is melting into him, her hands also begin to roam. Mike can't believe it when her fingers start to fiddle with his shirt buttons, he had removed his tie when the others left for the day. deftly she has his shirt open and nuzzles her face against the moderate amount of hairs on his chest. Mike takes this as his cue to let his hands wander towards her breasts. tentatively at first, he doesnt want to push his luck he lets his fingers trace the outine of her breast. When she still does nothing to stop him Mike becomes bolder and pinches the nipple of her left breast, she sighs and nuzzles closer, he lets his fingers slip inside her top, caressessing the soft skin as it rises and falls with her every breath.

Mike ever the gentleman tells Elisa that she is very beautiful, he looks into her sad eyes and sees a spark light up as his fingers find her nipple under the fabric of her bra and give it a flick, a slight moan escapes her lips. Emboldened now Mike pushes her away from his chest and tugs her top over her head he has a great need to gaze on these silken orbs. to his amazement she twists an arm behind her back releasing the clasp of her black lace bra and flings it across the room landing on the back of Jim's chair just at the edge of Mike's eyesight. Mike is overtaken by a desire for this wonderful woman who was so unexpectedly sat on his lap. He dips his head toward her bosom massaging her right breast with his hand he finds her left nipple and sucks it into his mouth flicking with his tongue as he does so. elisa wriggles in his lap holding onto his head for dear life as he suckles harder on her now engorged nipple. To his utter suprise elisa begins to sing, softly at first but gradually getting louder as her wriggles increase. the more she wriggles Mike can feel his erection growing steadily harder until he can contain it no longer. releasing her nipple Mike lifts Elisa from his lap and places her onto his desk, the papers he was working on scatter in all directions. Mike closes his laptop and stands before Elisa tasting her lips again as he resumes the passionate kiss of a few moments earlier.

As he stands before her one arm around her waist his right hand rests on her thigh, his ever increasing lust growing more evident he groans. She looks down and catches sight of the bulge in his black pin striped suit trousers. she reaches down and runs a nail across his bulge. He is undone now he cant back off now he must have her here and now. like lightening his hand is inside her skirt while his other hand wrestles with his belt. She helps him with the belt and unzips him. his fingers find her panties they are damp and getting damper. with his thumb and fore finger he pulls the fabric to one side, inserts his middle finger where she is wettest. Mike wriggles his hips a little to loosen his trousers and they fall to the floor as he knew they would. (he has practiced this move with his girlfriend).

he grabs her hips pulling her to the edge of the desk, her now soaking wet pussy is begging to be filled and he is going to be the one to do it. Still Elisa has not pulled away or complained if anything she is enjoying his attentions. It seems to Mike that she wants this as much as he does, but just to make sure he asks her if it is ok to continue. he is so fucking hard now he needs the release of cumming in a hot pussy. If she says no its going to be damn hard to stop but he will respect her wishes. He is after all a gentleman. Elisa looks him in the eye and almost screams at him

'fuck, fuck, fucccccccckkkkkkkkkk me now pleaseeeeeeee I neeeeedd to beee fuuuuuckkkedddddd pleeeeeeaaaaaaaaasssssssseeeeeeeeee'

Mike didn't need telling twice, he fumbles in his desk drawer for the pack hidden right at the back. Expertly covers his cock with a bright yellow banana flavoured condom he pushes inside her and pumped for all he was worth while she wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands upon his shoulders singing wildly fuck me oh please fuck me I need you to fuck me. Mike's girlfriend Louise is a moaner, his wife Val never makes much noise, Mike has had other lovers some quiet some not so quiet but he had never come across a woman who sang while having her cunt fucked. this was so new to Mike it made him even more aroused. He shoots his load and shudders as his body begins to relax. Slowly he withdaws and sinks to his knees in worship. But Elisa isn't finished yet. she grabs Mike's head and pulls it against her still bucking cunt. MMMM now this is something that Mike has dreampt of, burying his face in the wet pussy of a stranger. She tastes so sweet he must drink her juice, slowly he brings his tongue down from her clit to her ass and back again, he lets his tongue circle her swollen bud. he repeats this a few times before letting his tongue lickup all the juice that dribbles out of her swollen lips. mmmm Mike is in heaven now. just then his phone beeps with the arrival of a text,he will look at it in a minute but first he must sup all that this woman has to offer. As he is giving his tongue a good workout in this invitingly wet pussy she shudders through an orgasm, goes rigid then relaxes. Elisa pushes his head away and says she should be going, her girls will be getting hungry. they both adjust their clothing and replacing those garments that had been discarded, she says nothing, Mike tells her she is wonderful. Elisa blushes, thanks Mike and walks to the door. Mike checks his text message. It is his friend, the one he fancies like mad but can't have.

'I have finished writing your fantasy for you'.

Lol good girl and what timing, I wonder if i could get her to write one like this?