"Okay," said April and she walked to her car. April took to heart this new directive of not dressing naughtily. She took it to mean that she was to not be naughty at all without the Sergeant's permission. As she waited for him to call, she coiffed her hair especially fastidiously, she ate only healthful meals, she worked out every day, and she went to bed early every night. She didn't masturbate in any way, though her body ached and throbbed for the Sergeant as she remembered her spanking, his wandering fingers. By the time the Sergeant called her a week later she was wound so tight she was nearly bursting at the seams. Every word he spoke seemed so sexual. Every word he spoke was intended to be sexual. Her body relaxed at the sound of his cool low southern voice.
"I want you to come over. I want to try dinner again, but I want to take things a little further. Are you comfortable with that, April?"
"Yes." She had so much to tell him, but now that the time was here, her mind just went blank.
"Good. We'll discuss things in more detail when you arrive. One more thing: I want you to dress naughtily. More naughtily than you did the other night. And wear an overcoat when you are in public."
"An overcoat? How naughty am I supposed to dress?" she asked, very curious, her heart racing.
"Very naughty." The phone clicked. April hung it up. She had two hours to get ready. 'How naughty?' She immediately washed her hair, letting it air dry again. When it was dry she parted it in the middle and tied two ribbons in it making two pigtails low on her head. She put on her black eye makeup and contemplated getting dressed. She realized she had been restraining herself all week and the Sergeant had given her permission to dress very naughtily. She put on black knee sock fishnets that had a ruffle and a ribbon and bow just under the knee. She wore six inch platform heels, threw her overcoat on, grabbed her purse, and was out the door.
When she arrived at the Sergeant's house he opened the door and kissed her hands. A hearty, comforting smell filled her lungs.
"What is that wonderful smell?" asked April, walking in. The Sergeant closed the door behind her. He was pleased to see her overcoat.
"That's oxtail stew," he said.
"I love oxtail stew!" she exclaimed. The Sergeant eyed her frilly knee socks and wondered what naughty thing she was wearing under her coat. He decided to prolong the tension and have her leave the overcoat on through dinner. Throughout dinner the Sergeant stole prolonged glances at April's overcoat for any clue as to what she was wearing. He eyed her neckline and breasts, searching for a wrinkle, some boning, a tuft of lace, only to determine that her breasts could only possibly appear natural under there. He looked up her hem for some time only to come to the sudden realization that she wasn't wearing any panties. He looked up at her. She smiled at him. He smiled back.
After dinner the Sergeant asked her a series of questions about what she currently was and wasn't comfortable doing. He led her into the bedroom, gesturing for her to go this way and that, excited to take off the coat, open what he was sure was going to be a marvelous package. When they got to the bedroom he kissed her and walked into her, walking her towards the bed and he pushed her onto it. April was lying on it with her knees bent and her feet on the floor. Her knees were slightly spread, her arms were bent and up on the bed as if to say, "Stop," but her limbs were lax, her head was turned to one side, she was labile. The Sergeant roughly untied her coat belt. He unbuttoned her coat buttons. He pulled her coat aside and saw she was naked underneath.
"My," he said, looking her up and down. "This is very naughty," he said, kneeling over her. April rotated her pelvis towards him, a smile shone across her face and became a giggle. She was like a girl. She stuck her finger in her mouth. The Sergeant tore it out, grabbing her by the wrist and pinning it to the bed above her head. He straddled her torso and kissed her lips. He unbuckled his pants and put April's hands on his cock. He was so big in every way. April stared up at the Sergeant and licked her palms. She rubbed his cock as he fucked her hands until he could stand it no longer and he shoved his cock down her throat, fucking her face steadily. April lengthened her neck, she circled her tongue around the tip of the Sergeant's cock, she reached around and grabbed his ass, pressing him deeper down her throat. The Sergeant called out, shoving himself into her and staying put, April's throat throbbing and relaxing around his cock. She wasn't sure how long she could stay like this. The Sergeant stared at her, he could see the discomfort building in her eyes. April's neatly penciled in eyebrows wrinkled. Her face contorted. He could feel the throbbing getting faster. He waited a few more seconds and pulled out.
The Sergeant jumped back onto the floor and offered April his hands. She sat up, took his hands, and stood up, her coat sloppily draping across her shoulders. The Sergeant ran his hands up along April's shoulders and in doing so, brushed her coat off them, dropping it to her elbows. He straightened her arms and dropped the coat completely off her. The Sergeant shoved his fingers inside April's mouth and ran them down her chest, her belly, down to her pussy. April uncrossed her ankles and ran one of her feet up and down the back of the Sergeant's leg. He tickled her briefly and pulled his fingers away teasingly.
The Sergeant lifted April up and shoved her into the wall. April raised her knees and rested her feet on the Sergeant's torso, like she might the trunk of a tree. She rested her arms around his shoulders. He slid his cock into her pussy and his thumb into her mouth and then her ass. He pulled at the exterior edge as he fucked her, opening her wider, wider. April was a monster on him, bouncing off his hips, tearing into his mouth, scratching his back and his scalp. The Sergeant pulled April's feet off his torso and wrapped her legs around his waist. He walked over to the bed and fell backwards onto it, April straddling him, squatting over him on the bed. He slid his hands under her ass and spread it open, feeling the circumference of her stretched anus. The Sergeant's cock was still wet from April's pussy. It slid right into her ass and gravity pulled it all the way in. April's mouth opened and she exhaled fiercely and hissed as she inhaled again. She raised herself up slowly, up, up, until the Sergeant's cock was almost out and she dropped her weight on him again full force. She pulled up. And she dropped again, at increasing speed until she had created a rounded motion, tightening her sphincter muscles on the way up, as if she were trying to suck the cum out of the Sergeant with her ass. She quickened her pace until finally the Sergeant came in her ass, pressing his pelvis into her, pushing his cock deeper than April thought she'd ever be able to handle. In his final throws he seemed momentarily vulnerable.
April climbed into his enormous chest and curled up, falling asleep while the Sergeant ran his fingers through her hair. There were moments when the Sergeant was vulnerable around her. She knew this wasn't psychological damage.
The End.
Treading Greener Pastures
"Hello there! You must be the new guy! I'm Sandy!"
A pert voice with a pure Czech-accent greeted me as I entered my dorm room for the first time. I looked towards the sound and was greeted with a well-toned body of a girl, standing in her tiny denim shorts and a pink tank top. The thought of having a girlfriend kinda had me restricted off of the 'fun and adventurous' side of college life, but hell, it didn't stop me from differentiating who were sexy and who weren't, and this girl was definitely smoking hot.
"Hey... I'm Jack!", I replied as I shook her hand observing her in much more detail. The first thing that grabbed my attention was her breasts. Damn, they were definitely bigger than Sharon's, I mused, absorbing everything I could behold. Blue eyes lined with mascara, blond hair with highlights and beads strung on them, cute button-nose and a set of red lips graced this beauty's face. Her slim neck directed down to her sloping shoulders that seemed to struggle to hold her set of perfect orbs, a C-cup for sure. I could see her nipples protruding through the thin material of the top, and that was enough to initiate the 'wake-up call' down there. She had a nice, flat tummy and a belly-button piercing, which led me downwards to her womanly hips, thighs and legs. God, s
he had sexy legs!! I never had any fixation towards those 'young-looking' girls as I always preferred the womanly type who was older than me by a few years. Even Sharon was 26, while I was 21. This woman seemed a couple of years older than me.
"Umm... you look pretty flushed. Are you okay?", her voice broke through my bliss, as I quickly struggled to gain my composure and met her eyes with mine.
"Oh.. yeah... umm... guess it's the heat.. hehe...", I stammered, breaking out a nervous smile. I noticed she was blushing too, given that she was being stared at for so long.
"Yeah... it's been pretty hot. The summer hasn't quite departed yet, so I guess it would be on for another week or two. The weather seems really weird nowadays!" She said.
"Uh. Yeah", agreeing with her, I kept my bag on my bed and sat beside it.
"Well, guess you'll be my roommate for this semester then...", she smiled as she plopped herself down on her bed and folded her legs, as she stared at me from across the room. I smiled back. God, she was so hot! How much luckier could I be?
"This is a mixed dorm, so I guess we are gonna have to get comfortable with each other... Umm, I mean... for one I sleep in nude, and while in the room, I'm mostly in my bra and panties...I hope it's cool with you..."
I gawked back, not knowing what to say. Wow.... To have a girl, who looks like a model, as a roommate is one thing, but to see her almost naked daily? I could feel my boner trying to tent my jeans as I sat there. I didn't want it to cause me an unnecessary embarrassment, so I readjusted my seating position.
"Oh, sure... that's fine by me..." I squeaked, "well, I sleep in the nude too, and I reckon I would be in my boxers and t-shirt when in the room... so yeah, it's alright."
I saw her blush at my reply and I turned towards my bag and started to open it, trying to distract myself from the situation at hand.
"Well, it's pretty hot and I'm feeling sticky... gonna go take a shower. See ya in a bit!" she said as she took her towel and went out the door. "Okay!" I said, before muttering "Fuck!" under my breath. I looked through the door carefully before I reached down inside my pants and grabbed my raging hard-on.
"Jeez, get the fuck down, would ya? Don't want ya embarrassing me in front of her." I muttered, unconsciously stroking my member. God, I need a release, I thought. *** Sandy came back in about 30 minutes and rapped on the door. "You decent?" she called out. "Yeah, come in"
She came into the room, wrapped in two towels, with her lingerie in her hand.
"The washrooms are so unclean. Ugh!" she said in disgust, "I can't get my clean pairs in there."
I was watching her as she faced away from me and took off her towel. Shit, I almost came there and then.
She had the most beautiful butt I had ever seen. Way better than Sharon's any day. Damn, those sloping hips and the back just blended perfectly with her body. I felt my now-engorged penis lurch repeatedly, demanding attention.
"Stop staring, I'm sure this isn't the first time you've seen a girl naked, is it?" she said playfully, without even looking my way, as she began to wipe her hair with the second towel.
Shit. I looked away, embarrassed. "I know I shouldn't pry, but don't you have a girlfriend?" she continued absently, now combing through her hair to untangle it.
"Uh. Yeah, her name's Sharon." I replied reluctantly as I didn't want my friendship with Sandy be built upon lies.
"Oh, that's nice of you!" She said turning around and watching me with a pleasant smile.
I found myself puzzled, and she answered my look "Well, most guys I've met for the first time lie about their girlfriends just coz they wanna fuck me, coz, well, I'm hot" she said, matter-of-factly, as I sat there bewildered by her bluntness. "But you Jack, are honest, and I like honest people. I have few friends, but I have honest friends."
I smiled back, not knowing what to say, before she turned back to her hair. "I'm sorry if that erection is bothering you. Go ahead and masturbate if you like, I wouldn't mind." she giggled, looking at me through the mirror.
"I'm... uh, I don't have an erection..." I stammered, just getting red all over with embarrassment.
"Oh yeah, that's why I can see you're flushed so badly since the time I came in from the washroom." She said, turning again and giving me quick smile. "Go on Jack, I'm cool. I've watched many guys masturbate before, so it's not a big deal for me."
"Jesus, what's with this girl?" I thought, still trying to focus on my clothes. There was no way I would sit out there like a pervert and beat my meat as I watched her.
"Listen," she said, as she slipped on a pair of pink panties and a white tank top, pulling her hair out of it, "you sure don't want a pair of blue balls, do you? Coz if you're staying with me, you're gonna see me like this real frequent, and I don't think you can survive for long if you keep being so stiff, no pun intended." She giggled.
I didn't answer. I was just too aroused to do anything. I could smell her intoxicating scent ever since she stepped into the room and it was as if it had an ultimate command on the little Jack down there. I knew I just couldn't talk this one down.
She put her things away and came towards me. I didn't look up.
"Jack, look at me, it's alright, ok?" she said, her Czech-accent arousing me even more. I looked up and was met with a warm smile and a gaze that I couldn't really comprehend. It seemed like a mixture of curiosity and lust, as well as a bit of friendliness and warmth in there. I guess she was just being nice and understanding to me, as well as getting to know me better.
"Well... okay." I said finally, smiling nervously and blushing even deeper.
"I guess I should leave you then? It'd be nice of you to let me watch though." She said.
"Are you sure?" I asked her.
"Huh? Like as you guys say, duh!" she giggled, "Well if it makes you feel any better, when I get turned on, I masturbate freely. I usually don't get any opposition coz guys would love, heck; they'd die to see me doing." She winked, blushing slightly. "But of course, any kind of nonsense and I'd kick their butt right out of the door. I'm a karate 4th dan black belt, it's piece of cake for me."
I smiled back. Oddly, I was beginning to feel comfortable with her. She seemed so friendly and nice. And though she was open and free, she still wasn't a slut by any degree. And I liked that.
"Well, okay. Lemme just get comfortable then..." I said, standing up from my bed. She returned to her bed and sat down, with her back against the wall, watching me as I took my t-shirt and jeans off, and ultimately my briefs, before sitting back on my bed, facing her. I was red-faced, nevertheless.
"You have a nice body," she said, with a tone of a compliment.
"Thanks," I replied, as cordially as possible.
I looked down at my pecker and it was bobbing up and down as blood kept pumping into it. I pulled back my foreskin as saw the purple head, so engorged that it looked like it would explode, as it dripped a steady but tiny stream of precum from its tip. I hadn't shaved for a while (given that I haven't fucked anyone for a few months now), but despite the small bush, i still felt i looked big enough to be impressive.
I looked at her and my cock lurched once more.
"Don't let me stop you," she giggled, "you do have a sexy cock that I'd love to see explode."
I couldn't believe I heard her say that. We barely knew each other, from less than an hour, and here she was talking about my cock exploding.
I spat in my hand, like i always did to lubricate it, before i placed it on my boner and started my rhythmic pumping. I looked at her for awhile before closing my eyes and imagining that same form naked once again. Fuck!, that was definitely helping. I kept imagining her, sitting there naked, slowly and sensuously rubbing her tits and pussy. I opened my eyes to see that she had already taken her panties off and was touching herself. She looked at me and smiled, blushing deeply. I almost came at that moment.
I started pumping my stick steadily as I didn't wanna hurry and climax too soon. I watched her as her right hand rubbed onto her vulva while her left h
and rubbed her tits through her tank top.
"Oh fuck, Jack, you just got me so hot.." she whimpered, moans now becoming more audible as she closed her eyes, bathing herself in the warm sexual tension that was enveloping her.
I kept rubbing myself steadily as my left hand caressed my balls. Damn, how I wish I could lick that pussy of hers while she sucked my cock! But I guess I couldn't impose anything with the risk of blowing off the whole thing, so I decided not to put this forward.
"Hmm... Ohh Yeahh..., oh fuck yeah..." she moaned and writhed on the bed - visible signs of an approaching climax. As I watched her, my hand increased its pace and I could feel mine coming up too.
"Ohh.. Jack, mmmm... wanna lick my pussy Jack? Wanna fuck.... OHH.... wanna FUCK ME JACK??!!! OHHH YEAAHHH!!! OHH FUCKKKK YEAHHHHHH!!!", Sandy screamed, as she kept rubbing her pussy hard and fast. I could hear the slopping, sloshy noises of her fingers slapping vigourously against her cunt.
"Sandy.... uhhhh.... I'm.... gonna.... cummm...." I panted, feeling the tightening in my balls. I knew that this was gonna be a really massive load coming up.
"Oh... yess, Jack!! Cum with me... I wanna see you spray your thick man-juice all over... Oh FUCKK....OHHH..... HERE... IT... COMMMEEEESSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!" she squealed, as she shook violently, moaning loudly as her right hand slapped hard on her clit while her left hand held tight onto the sheets. She toppled over as she kept shaking in her orgasm.
"Fuckkkkk...... YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!" I screamed as I belted out my ropes of cum right across the room towards her. I came so hard, like never before in my life.
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