by Amber Heart
“You are in big trouble. Resisting arrest is no laughing matter.”
“Arrest? You didn’t even read me my rights.”
“All right. You have the right to get loud, anything you pant, moan or scream will not be held against you—“
I playfully pushed her down in the grass. Deidra smiled up at me, “Yeah? And do I have the right to a well-endowed lover?” She reached down to unhook my belt and tug at my zipper.
I grinned, “If you can’t afford one, one will be appointed to you.” She laughed and I lowered myself down to kiss along her neck. Our hands were all over each other. Obviously I wasn’t the only one who had been dreaming of this for a while. Her long cool fingers were so different than Susan’s warm familiar touch. We broke apart for a second, so that I could sit up and unbutton my shirt. Pulling my shirt free, I watched as Deidra unhooked her bra and let it fall away. Her pale breasts stood out in contrast from her tan skin. I watched them, mesmerized, as she stroked her hands across my chest. “Wow,” she purred “you are in good shape…”. “You ain’t so bad yourself” I managed. Okay, yes, she was throwing me off my verbal game. Mostly naked women do that to me. Then you add warm summer night, not my wife…wow it’s getting hot out here.
More kissing; I wanted to taste and explore all this new territory. I swept my hands through her long smooth hair while her hands slipped under the waist band of my pants and grabbed my ass. She pulled me close against her, my thigh pushed between her legs. Even through her thong and my pants, I could feel the heat of her pussy. These clothes had to go, asap.
I rolled over, sliding my pants down off my hips and away. Wait, damn. I reach down to get them again and pull the condom from the side pocket. When I looked back at Deidra she was already naked, dangling her leopard print thong from a finger. With a wink she said “Beat ya to it.”
“That’s hardly fair. You weren’t wearing much to begin with.”
“Are you complaining?”
“No! God, no.”
“Then lay back and relax.” She said with a coy smile and plucks the condom from my hand.
She crawled across me, pressing her naked body against mine. The heat was stunning. I couldn’t wait to be inside her, and the feeling was mutual apparently. Deidra swung her leg over me gracefully and straddled my hips. Hands at her mouth, she tore open the condom with her teeth. Wow, all I can say is that’s crazy sexy. My breath hitched as she reached down and gripped my cock, rolling the condom down smoothly, and then lining me up with her slick entrance. She hovered for just a second, looked me in the eye, and then slid down to the hilt. As her wet heat engulfed me, I let out a gratified groan. She rolled her hips and started this amazing rhythm that had me almost losing my mind.
Suddenly there were raucous cheers from the deck. Susan called down to us, “Hey you crazy kids! Get off my lawn!!”
Deidra whooped back at them, “What’s that? Get off on your lawn?? Ooookay!” She picked up her speed and I could barely breathe. If she kept that up, her joke wouldn’t be far from the truth. I was going to cum like a geyser!
Mike said “Officer down, officer down! Call for back up.” Laughing, he and Susan charged down the steps towards us. She was butt naked, her breasts bouncing wildly. Mike had managed to pull on his shorts but he was still quite obviously ready for action. They came careening across the grass and Deidra shrieked with laughter. I thought for sure they would crash into us. Instead, they came to a halt just in time. Susan kissed Deidra and stroked her tits before bending down to kiss me. “Hi honey”. Out of the corner of my eye I caught Deidra kissing Mike and reaching into his shorts. Man, she had a nice even stroke…
Next thing I know, I can’t see a darn thing except my wife’s beautiful pussy. She’s straddled my face and her sweet juice is really flowing. I put my tongue to work and it’s amazing. My cock is still buried deep in Deidra and now Susan is matching her rhythm. I have no idea what they are doing to Mike, but I can hear him grunt before the girls moans start to get really loud. After that I’m lost in an ocean of sex, man. My whole body is being rocked; cold grass, hot wet pussy, every sense is full of sex. I can’t hang on anymore. Deidra thrashes against me and I’m bucking my hips like mad, practically lifting her into the air. I try to warn them that I’m coming but they can’t hear me all muffled under Susan. But my attempts to talk set her off and I can hear her calling out; her thighs quivering around my cheeks and that extra flood of honey? I could drown in it. My stomach tightens and Bam! The orgasm hits me. Its feels like I’m pumping endless amounts of cum into Deidra.
Susan slips off my face and flops down on the grass, panting and sighing happily. In the meantime, Deidra isn’t done with us yet. She climbs off of me and moves to straddle Mike, but he’s having none of it. Mike pounces on her and presses her belly down into the grass, she squeals with happiness and I’m guessing this must be a favorite position for them. Susan whistles. Yeah, she’s right. It is seriously hot watching them go at it. We spoon and lazily stroke each other while Mike goes crazy on Deidra’s ass.
Susan whispers in my ear: “I told you she was a wild girl!”
“You were right. So from now on I’m always going to listen to you…”
“Ha.”
“…when it comes to your taste in hot blondes.”
“I knew there was a catch.”
By then I was hard again, and I rolled us over and slipped comfortably into Susan’s sopping wet snatch. She wrapped her arms and legs around me. I whispered in her ear, “mmm it’s like coming home.”
“Cumming home?”
“Uh huh.”
A few more orgasms were had all around; until we all were exhausted and thirsty. Slowly we gathered up discarded clothing and hand in hand we climbed back up to the deck. Susan and Deidra went inside for the pitcher and the rest of Susan’s clothes, while Mike and I collapsed into deck chairs.
“Happy birthday, man.”
“Thanks. I can’t say I’ve ever had another man’s wife for my birthday present before.”
“Hey, you know, what do you get the man who has everything, right?”
We laughed and I’m pretty darn sure this is happening again. I hope it’s next weekend. My birthday isn’t until December!
Bound By The Coach
Billionaire BDSM Erotica
By Amber Heart
Preface
Who Am I?
Hey there, you can call me Allie. Want to hear my story? I’m going to tell you anyway. I’m a twenty seven year old woman with long red hair and a beautiful set of blue eyes.
Three years ago I was married to a man named Max. Life was pretty good, until the fucker cheated on me with another woman. After the inevitable divorce men no longer sparked my interest. That was until I met Paul. He was hired to become the new coach at the school I worked at. There was a rumor going around that he was a successful businessman before coming here.
I’m not going to spoil too much of the story now, but before I met Paul I had no idea how exciting sex could be or how fun luxurious life styles were…
Chapter 1
The New Coach
"Dammit! I'm late!" said Allie.
"Where are you off to this morning?" asked Allie's Dad, Kyle.
Allie stopped running through the kitchen to respond, "I'm supposed to head out to the high school football field to meet with the new coach. He's some hot shot business man that's volunteering his time. He needs to be shown around."
Her Dad smiled softly, shoved coffee and toast toward her and said, "eat on your way at least Allie. You've lost so much weight since the divorce".
Allie smiled, said thank you and walked out the door. She fumbled for her keys, finally finding them in the bottom of her grocery bag sized purse. She hopped in the car and started on her twenty minute drive to the school.
Allie was twenty seven years old, long red hair, beautifully large blue eyes, glasses, and creamy white skin. She had average, sized C breasts, and a curvy round ass. Allie als
o had an amazing sense of style, always looking classy in designer clothes with designer bags. None of that mattered though, Allie's heart had been broken, and no matter how many men hit on her, no one ever sparked her interest.
It was three years ago, and she was only twenty four years old. Allie had been working at the local Cherrydale high school, as a teaching assistant, three months shy of her degree. She left work everyday at the same time, ready to jump into her husband Max's arms. But, it was Friday, she had gotten tickets to see Max's favorite band, Everclear, and she was leaving work early to surprise him. She knew Max would be home, because he had been laid off for about six months. Allie had no idea that she'd find her husband of only two years at home, in bed with another woman. But, she did. Ever since then, nobody could hold her interest past hello.
Allie's little blue chevy pick up, the only unrefined thing she owned, pulled into the school parking lot and came to a stop next to a beautiful silver 2014 mustang.
"I knew he was a business man, but he must be doing a lot better than Deanna lead on" she thought to herself.
Deanna was the principal of the school. She was short, round, and bossy, but everybody loved her. She would bake a pie for every occasion! Allie giggled at the thought.
As Allie stepped out of her vehicle, she dropped her bag, bending down to grab it she heard, "good morning". Allie stood up and almost lost her breath. Standing in front of her, was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. He was insanely tall, she thought, he must be at least 6'5". He had broad shoulders, large arms, wavy brown hair, and abnormally gorgeous green eyes. He was standing there, shirtless, palming a basketball with the biggest hands she had ever seen, and his stomach, those abs. She could barely think straight. He spoke again, "good morning".
Allie stuttered, and then composed herself, "good morning, I'm Allie Lontner, and you are"?
"I'm the new coach, Paul Castle" he said, smiling from ear to ear. He couldn't be more than thirty, if that, she thought to herself.
"Well" Allie said, "let's start your tour of Cherrydale high". Allie couldn't stop smiling. This man was utterly gorgeous. She decided to stop thinking about it, he's gotta be married anyway, she thought to herself. As Allie was showing Coach Paul around the school to the office and the gym, he interrupted her, "Allie, are you married?"
Allie's face immediately turned red, "no, I'm not" she said, thankful that he didn't know about her divorce. Finally there was someone that didn't ask her what had happened within the first few minutes of officially meeting her. "Neither am I" he said, breaking her thoughts.
"Usually when I ask a woman if she's married she responds by asking me if I am. Did you not want to know if I was married"?
Allie sensed a really cocky tone in his voice, "not particularly. I just want to finish the tour so I can go home".
"Rejection at its finest" Paul said, with a genuine smile on his face.
Allie laughed, "I'm sorry, you just sounded so cocky, I couldn't have said I wanted to know, regardless". Allie continued laughing, more so because she was happy to finally laugh again. Her Dad would be so happy if he could see her right now.
Before she knew it, they were both talking like old friends catching up. "Let me ask you something Paul, how in the world can you afford that car"? Allie asked him shyly.
Paul laughed and responded, "I play the stocks, Allie. I don't mean to sound cocky" Allie laughed as he gave her a look, "but I'm worth a lot more money than anyone you'll ever know. In fact, I'm worth about 4.7 Billion dollars", he said, looking pretty proud of himself.
"Oh my" Allie said, "why in the hell are you in Cherrydale? I mean, I love it here, but I don't think I'd choose Cherrydale if I were rich".
Paul laughed hard for a moment and then said, "Well, you're right, this would not be the typical place for a rich man to live. However, if you had just bought half the town, you might want to live here".
"What? What do you mean? How does someone buy half of a town?" asked Allie.
"I own all of the properties that the bank owned. I bought them, the town economy doubled, I cut rent by a third, and I make 100% profit" said Paul.
"Well" said Allie, "You really are an amazing businessman. I had read in the paper that the banks were doing really well, and that the town economy was doing a lot better. I also read that the school received a large computer donation, and the food pantry was stocked with food that people actually want to eat. Was that you too?" Allie asked.
"Well, I wouldn't have told you about that, I try to keep my generosity under wraps. It feels like I'm actually trying to do something nice if I don't tell anyone about them". Paul laughed at his own remarks, "Hey, would you like to go out with me later?"
Allie just stared at him.
Chapter 2
Take Me
Allie stared into the bathroom mirror, gazing into her own eyes, "am I ready" she wondered as she thought about Paul's invitation, "It's too late now, I already said yes".
Just then, Allie heard a knock at the door. It was Paul, dressed in a gray suit with a light blue tie. In the pocket of his jacket, there were three different colors, red, blue, and pink.
"Surely they weren't all supposed to be in there?" She questioned, as he said, "Good Evening Beautiful, you look wonderful".
Allie did look beautiful. She wore a lovely pale pink, very tight dress that had no extra frills. The dress would only be beautiful on a beautiful body, and Allie had that nailed. She wore her hair down, but let her naturally curly hair run free tonight. Her ears were adorned with simple diamond studs, and her shoes added just a pop of color in a soft silver.
"Thank you" Allie said. "Where are we headed to tonight"?
Paul smiled, "You'll see. You will see".
"You're trying to surprise me?" Allie responded shyly. "That's awfully sweet".
"I guess I could tell you, but surprising you sounds more fun. I will tell you that, unless you are not up for it, I wanted to hang out and talk for a bit first. Maybe we can take a walk downtown by the lake?" Paul asked with a hopeful grin.
Allie was pleased to hear that he wanted to get to know her a little more before going, wherever he had planned. "That sounds nice Paul. Though now I know we aren't just going to dinner" she said with a prideful grin, knowing that she had at least figured out a little bit of the surprise. He smiled, but said nothing.
"Hey" Allie said, "Don't take this the wrong way, but, what's up with the three different colors in your pocket?"
Paul's face immediately lit up, "Well" he said, taking a deep breath, "I wear this when I'm really attracted to a woman. If she asks about it, then I tell her something about me that very few people know. If she doesn't, then I don't talk about it".
"Hmm. That's odd". Allie laughed, "Well, are you going to tell me?"
"You know Allie, you are the very first woman who actually asked me about it. Most women must just think I have no sense of matching" Paul laughed.
"Really? Well, now I really want to know!" Allie said as she giggled.
"I'll tell you when we get to the lake. I don't want you to feel stuck in the car" Paul said.
Allie began feeling a little nervous after he said that. Could he be confessing to murder, she wondered. Allie sat quietly for the next five minutes, fidgeting with her purse, and remembering the walks her and her ex-husband used to take.
"We're here" Paul said, "Shall we get out and start walking?"
"Absolutely" Allie said, welcoming the distraction from her thoughts.
Allie quickly turned the conversation back to Paul's secret, "So, what's this secret?"
"Hopping right to it, are we?" Paul said, as he stared at Allie. "Well" he continued, "I really like you Allie. You strike me as a well put together, level-headed young woman. I am also very sexually attracted to you".
Allie's thoughts began to drift as he told her about his sexual attraction. She hadn't heard those words in so long. Just knowing of his attraction made her pussy begin to throb. She wanted him too, bu
t she wasn't about to end up stuck in such a horrible sexual relationship again.
Allie's ex-husband was boring, and wasn't willing to try anything new. That was the downfall of their relationship. He lost interest in Allie's constant nagging about their boring sex life. Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted.
"I am a very dominant love maker. I prefer to fuck in fact." Paul stared at Allie as he confessed to her his need to be in control. He went on to tell her, "The fact is Allie, I want to fuck you like you are a whore who is begging me for my cum".
Allie's face turned red as her lips curled into a devious smile. Something took her over as she leaned in toward him and whispered, "I want your cock Paul. I need it. It's been so long; I'm ready to give you my pussy, my body, and nothing more".
Chapter Three
New Things
Allie stared out of the car window, contemplating what she had said just a few minutes before to Paul. She began thinking again about her ex-husband and the boring sex life that the two of them shared. She would never forget the first time that she had asked him to tie her up. He was livid that she would ask him to do such things. The more she thought about it, the more she was able to talk herself into what she had said to Paul.
"Allie, why are you so quiet? Are you sure this is what you want? I would understand if you decided not to. We did just meet" Paul said with a compassionate look in his eyes.
"Paul" Allie began, "I was married once. The relationship was amazing, the sex was not. I haven't even found myself remotely attracted to anyone in three years. I looked at you and my heart began to pound. I want to fuck you. I just don't want to give you my heart."
