The Rougher Explicit Collection of Stories Box Set Compilation

by Amira Bradford

  From their reaction I had the feeling they were both either virgins or very inexperienced, which meant that I could easily keep control and guide the situation as they would be grateful for any kind of contact however brief.

  I turned my head slightly and watched while they kept their hands busy on my bottom, seemingly mesmerised by the soft globes.

  They were both stroking their cocks all the time they were touching me and I was worried that they would not be far away from shooting their loads.

  It was time for me to up the game so that I could get off before they did.

  "I can tell you like my ass but who liked looking at my tits the most?" I asked.

  Without hesitation the blond said.

  "I like tits more than anything; they get me going all the time."

  "He likes legs and ass." He added pointing at his mate.

  "Have you ever touched a girl's bare breast before?" I said.

  He went red and shook his head, "Only over a bra."

  "How would you like to touch mine then?" I said.

  With only a little encouragement he moved up by my shoulder and gently placed a hand on my left tit, he gave a little shudder of excitement as the palm brushed my nipple, letting my breast rest in his cupped hand.

  "Go ahead and feel it while I watch you play with your cock." I said.

  At that he began mauling my tits, his inexperienced fingers roughly squeezing my nipples as he investigated one breast at a time.

  Although it was not the most refined of caresses it was however highly erotic.

  His friend was still rubbing my buttocks using both hands, moving them outward in small circles, I suspected that he was trying to get a peek at my barely covered pussy as the cheeks eased apart, if only he knew how close he was because, without him realising it, the tips of his thumbs had been close to my pussy on several occasions, brushing the edge of my thong when his hands had dipped to the bottom of my cheek causing a tingle of excitement to run through me as I felt myself getting even wetter.

  Being played with right here in public, in the back garden was so sexy.

  The crotch of my thong was gently brushing my pussy as the dark haired one massaged my ass, both tickling and stimulating me at the same time and this along with the friction on my nipples from the blond guys as he rubbed and squeezed my tits was nice but I needed more.

  Talking to the blond guy I said.

  "What you are doing is nice but wouldn't you like to kiss and suck on them too?"

  Wiggling my ass I said. "And as for you, why don't you stop trying to sneak a peek at my pussy, take off my thong and just have a good look?"

  It didn't take them long to get the message, the blond guy dropped on his back under me and I dipped forward brushing his mouth with my nipples, he immediately grabbed my breasts and started sucking them while the other guy pulled down my panties and without any finesse stuck his finger straight in my pussy, holding it there for a second before pushing it roughly in and out making me arch my back and gasp.

  They really did not have much idea what they were doing and it was a good job I was so wet from all the teasing otherwise it might have hurt, somehow though their amateur fumbling was all the more exciting because I knew it was probably one of their first real sexual experiences with a woman.

  It reminded me of my first encounters long ago in the school bike shed, when lads would be happy for just the tiniest of peek of a breast or panties and to be daring was to allow one of them to touch you over your clothing. How we change.

  While I was thinking this I rolled onto my back disengaging myself from both guys.

  They were both short of breath, very excited and eager to continue.

  "That was nice but I need to cum and I think you guys need some guidance." I said.

  Taking hold of the dark haired guys hand I said.

  "Finger fucking is Ok but what feels really nice is if you mix it up a little and gently rub here, on my clit." I placed the tips of his fingers to it and showed him how to touch me, I was so turned on by this time that I did not stop the blond when he shyly dipped a finger between my lips, running along the folds, fascinated as they covered his finger. Suddenly one of his fingers slipped deep inside my pussy, taking my breath. I took hold of his wrist and held it still.

  "Don't just rub in and out, curl your finger and tickle inside, can you feel how smooth it is in there? Well it's very sensitive and girls will appreciate you going slow at first rather than just ramming away"

  With that I loosed his hand and just let him carry on exploring, I was dying to come and their fingers were just what I needed right now.

  While his mate practised rubbing his fingers in and around my pussy the dark haired guy used his thumb and forefinger to pinch and rub my clit vigorously, I moaned softly, shifting my hips, close to orgasm.

  The blond one had his cock in his hands as he fingered me and was wanking himself with a frenzy, while the other guy was holding his shaft and rubbing the end with his thumb, seeing them fisting themselves sent me over the edge and as the blond guy plunged his fingers into me I humped back at his hand once again grabbing his wrist and guiding his movements, almost using him like a dildo, urging him to go faster.

  To his credit his friend took the hint and increased the pressure on my clit, working his fingers with small movements as I had shown him until I was gasping and bucking my hips, my juices flooding over the fingers buried deep in me.

  I was so fucking horny and far gone at that point they could have done whatever they wanted with me and I think I would have happily taken them both.

  They took their hands off my pussy as I started to catch my breath.

  As I looked up at them they were both staring at the clear juices coating their fingers and trickling from between my legs, I trailed my fingers over the damp lips there and said.

  "Is that the first time you've seen a woman orgasm?"

  They both said it was.

  "And the first time that you have seen and touched a pussy."

  Again they both said yes.

  "Stand up side by side facing me." I said, kneeling between them as they did so.

  Their eyes were wide as I touched myself between my legs, running my hand back and forth, lubricating my fingers with my own juices.

  "That was pretty good for a first time so now you can have your reward."

  Reaching out I took hold of their cocks.

  They jumped a little at the contact as I began working my hands up and down the shafts, with all the excitement of being allowed to see and touch me I knew they would not last long, from the amount of pre cum leaking from the swollen tips they needed to cum badly.

  Their cocks twitched and throbbed in my grip as I worked my hands back and forth with a fury until the lads let out a gasp, their hard shafts pulsed in my fingers and they started pumping jet after jet past my body shooting their loads all over the grass until there was nothing left but a thin trickle dribbling over my fingers.

  Suddenly the lads quickly pulled away, put their now limp pricks back in their jeans and hurried away without a word; I looked around at what had startled them and thought I saw someone at the kitchen window but could not be sure.

  Wiping my hands clean on the towel I pulled on my dress and went to investigate.

  As I entered he kitchen I was grabbed from behind, within seconds my dress was bunched up about my waist.

  "Did you like those fingers inside of you?" a male voice hissed in my ear.

  He pushed his hand between my legs, my pussy was still wet and juicy from my orgasm so that when he pressed a finger to my folds it went straight in.

  "Were they as nice as mine?" he asked as he inserted another finger in my pussy and frigged them back and forth.

  I could feel his cock, which was erect and poking out of his trousers, digging in between my naked cheeks as he fingered me.

  "They were nice enough when they stuck them roughly in my pussy." I said, squirming in his grip as he pulled me
close and turned me toward the kitchen table.

  Bending me over it he leant his weight against me, trapped there as he pulled my dress up over my back, my ass now naked to the room. He gave it a sharp slap making the skin tingle then placed his hand between my legs, rubbing back and forth before

  ramming a finger into me, he thrust it fast, deeper and deeper, a hand on my back holding me still as he assaulted me from behind, my tits pressed against the cool wood of the table.

  Despite his rough actions I was moaning on the verge of orgasm when suddenly he pulled his fingers out of my pussy.

  His hand was moving around between the two of us then suddenly I gasped as I felt the head of his cock push against my pussy. He drew it up and down my slit parting my damp lips with his throbbing erection as he held me firm with a hand on the small of my back, keeping me in place and preventing me from pulling away.

  "I bet you didn't even know their names did you? But you still let them finger fuck you in front of each other you little slut." He breathed in my ear.

  He reached round and slipped a hand under me to where he could finger my clit, making me gasp, then, before I could stop him, he pulled my pussy lips apart with his fingers and thrust his cock inside me, slamming me into the table.

  He began to fuck me hard and fast but despite the sudden brutality of it I was losing control, he slapped my ass once more and continued to talk dirty to me.

  "You would have let them screw you outside in front of everybody; I wondered how many people were watching you naked in the garden."

  He hammered into me, harder and faster and deeper with each stroke, his balls slamming against my ass, I was trying to grind back onto him and had raised myself up slightly as I pushed back. My tits were bouncing up and down brushing against the table, I felt so good and naughty and dirty as I answered him. "Yes I wanted them to fuck me because it's such a rush to be touched in a public place where anyone might see me naked. I like the thought of strangers getting pleasure from seeing my body and watching me having sex."

  His cock felt massive inside me as my second orgasm of the day took hold, my legs were shaking and I could hear him start to grunt and groan as I gripped him tight with my pussy, flooding his shaft with my cum. I felt his cock grow even bigger inside me as I climaxed, bucking my hips back onto him and moaning, as he thrust into me one last time, gripping my hips and pulling back as he exploded, filling up my pussy with his spunk until it seeped out from between my lips along with my own juices, soaking his balls and dribbling down the back of my legs.

  When he had finished, he turned me around and kissed me deeply grabbing my wet buttocks as he pulled me close. Breathlessly we parted and I looked him in the eye.

  "I really needed that, I thought you were never going to get here." I said.

  Steve gave me a gentle pat on the bum.

  "Not that you weren't keeping things warm while I was away."

  With that we made our way to the shower and then bed where we made love slowly while making plans for further adventures.

  The End.

  Dance with Me

  Last Saturday night, Pamela and I went to the "Electric Dream Cafe", an underground club at a secret location in town. It's an "almost anything goes" sort of club, and often there are live bands, BDSM demonstrations, and even a live sex show on occasion. That night, however, was a simple "meet & greet" dance, with a "sheer & see-through" clothing theme.

  We hadn't been to the club in weeks, and we were due for a night out. Pamela was dressed to the nines, in black high-heeled boots, stockings and garters, and a sheer silk shirt over a tiny pair of white lacy panties and matching bra. She wore her long straight blonde hair loose, and she looked hot! We met up with a couple we know from the club, Margie and Dirk. After exchanging hugs, kisses and a groping hand or two, they introduced us to their friends.

  They had brought along two couples, John and Vikki, and Bill and Zoe, and a trio, Ben, Tiffany, and Sophia. I greeted the gentlemen with firm handshakes and the ladies with gentle kisses to their hands. Jules was there, too. She's a good friend of ours, who sometimes shares our bed, and we greeted her with enthusiastic hugs, kisses, and gropes. Jules was decked out in a black bustier which showed off her amble bosom nicely, and fishnet stockings, with a long lacy-black open shirt trailing behind her.

  We had great fun talking and laughing together, and I took Pamela and Jules out on the dance floor each in turn, for some quality grope time, and I was in a constant state of arousal, pressing my body up against these beautiful women. The music was a bit too loud, but we managed to carry on conversation when we were not dancing.

  During sit-out times, while we talked to Dirk and Margie, and made plans with Jules for future get-togethers, my eye kept wandering over to Zoe. She was not dressed to theme, exactly. She wasn't really even dressed sexy (which is okay; neither is a requirement to get into the club), wearing black slacks and a simple loose-fitting button-up shirt. It was her face that drew my eyes to her. Very pretty, she was, with long dark-brown hair, pulled back off of her beautiful face. She had a lovely shy smile, and sparkling eyes. On impulse, I approached her, greeting her husband, and asked her if she wanted to dance. Showing her beautiful smile again, she said yes, and I lead her out onto the floor.

  Making small-talk as we swayed to the slow sensual music, we held each other close. Zoe was (I guessed correctly) five foot ten, and she fit nicely in my arms. I kissed her on the neck, and wrapping my arms tightly around her, I told her what a beautiful woman she was. She thanked me, and complimented me on my "gorgeous blue eyes". Taking a chance, I kissed her again on the cheek, and made my way slowly to her sweet lips. She kissed me back, deeply, and encouraged, I let my hands explore her back, brushing the top of her luscious round buttocks, and up her sides, where I lightly brushed her lovely round breasts. The song ended much too soon for my taste, and with one final kiss, we went back to our seats.

  Sitting back with an ice cold cola, I talked to Margie and Dirk, and watched as Pamela and Jules danced slow and close, kissing each other deeply. I was looking forward to the next time the three of us got together in private, and I fantasized about watching them each go down on the other, and on me.

  I was left alone with my wonderfully filthy thoughts, as Dirk and Margie hit the dance floor, and Zoe got up and headed for the washroom. Bill was dancing with Vikki, and Ben Tiffany and Sophia were having a rhythmic cuddle in a far corner of the dance-floor, and John was chatting up a lovely young lady at the bar. Thoroughly relaxed, I enjoyed watching the randy crowd dancing and groping, but my eyes were torn away from the dance floor, when Zoe reemerged from the washroom. She had changed her clothes, and was now wearing a frilly black lace see-through teddy, and matching panties. Oh, she was lovely.

  Meeting her halfway, I again asked her to dance. She smiled her lovely shy smile, and lead me to the floor. We slipped easily into each other's arms, as another sensuous dance tune began, and danced slowly together. We talked a little about mundane things (what each of us did for a living, and "how do you like the club? Oh, this is only your second visit?" that sort of thing), through most of one song, before letting our hands move tantalizingly over each other's bodies. Kissing me passionately, her tongue probing my mouth, she allowed me to squeeze her round fleshy buttocks, and slip my hands under her top, where I felt the bare flesh of her massive tits, and squeezed her hardening nipples. Our hips were pressed tightly together, and I began to realize that her height put our genitals at almost equal level. We dry-fucked right there on the dance floor, my hard cock rubbing against her pussy. Slipping my hand into her panties, I rubbed her lovely buttocks, while pressing my rock-hard dick into her crotch. Moving my hand around between our bodies, I slid my fingers alongside her very wet pussy lips, causing her to moan in my ear. I gently massaged her clit for only a few minutes, when the music stopped.

  We had danced through three songs, but now there was a long silent gap, and the dance-floor was clearing. Reluctantly, I pulled m
y hand from her panties, and thanked her for the dance with a kiss. Both of our knees wobbling, we made our way back to our respective partners for a rest.

  I bought a round of soft drinks for Jules and Pamela and myself, and we kissed an cuddled in the corner. The DJ finally got the music sorted, and encouraged people, over the mike, to grab a partner, and do a strip-tease for them. Jules grabbed my hand, and dragged me, protesting mildly, to a chair, where she sat, and told me to dance for her. I almost didn't do it. Not being the best dancer in the world (but far from the worst in the club), I felt kind of silly and conspicuous. But what the Hell? Jules wanted me to dance for her, so dance for her I did. Swaying gently to the music, I removed my belt, and unbuttoned my shirt, so she could rub my chest and tweak my nipples. Bending slightly, I rubbed my hard cock into her crotch, and gave her a slow sensuous dry fuck. I couldn't last long in this position (very hard on the thighs), and only danced one song for her, but she thanked me just the same, with a long deep tongue-kiss, and a gentle squeeze to my balls.

  My cock was harder than ever, and I was really looking forward to getting Pamela alone, where I could do all sorts of naughty perverted things to her lovely nude body. But I still had unfinished business with Zoe.

  Nodding hello to Bill again, I approached Zoe, and extended my hand, asking her "would you care to dance?"

  I noticed some hesitation before she smiled and took my hand, and we made our way through the half-naked crowd to the dance floor once again. She slipped her arms around me, and we started dancing. Her hesitation earlier bothered me a bit, and I felt perhaps I might have overstepped my bounds during our last dance. "Zoe," I began, "if I was a bit too forward, earlier, I apologize. Perhaps I should have said this before, but at this club 'no' means 'no', and I would not be insulted if you said it to me."

  "Oh, don't worry about that," she said, smiling. "It felt wonderful. I'm just concerned about leading you on. Bill's still a bit overwhelmed by this club, and I don't want to give the idea that I'll be going home with anyone. If you want to dance, and feel me up, that's great. It's a lot of fun, but that will probably be it, for now."