by Emmie Combs
Oh god.
He whispered from behind his menu, "You can feel it right now. Be hugely discreet and don't look as if you're stealing your mother's jewelry."
Nicola felt under the table and truly though for a moment she had him by the wrist but then saw both of his hands were holding the menu.
Oh god.
She only meant to touch it but it was warm in her hand so she gave it a tug and then two more because Dave wheezed that was enough.
"God you know how to get to a guy's heart baby," he said breathlessly.
"Will you be able to get all that into me Dave?"
"I'm sure I will because you are experienced. Tell me about your cunt?"
At the mention of the c-word Nicola felt herself swooning.
"It it's p-pretty," she stammered and that thought what a fool she was saying that. He'd now say he's never seen a pretty c-word and never would. Instead he said it always was a pleasure licking a beautiful c-word.
Nicola was glad she was sitting down. God no wonder he was rutting all the women who caught his eye. Never had a guy spoken to her to this degree of intimacy. All women would adore him speaking about their c-word like this. Oh yeah? Well perhaps some would.
As they were leaving the restaurant Nicola stopped and held up her lips to be kissed, because Dave's office was in the opposition direction to hers. He kissed her and then grabbed her hand and ran her across the street clear of approaching vehicles and straight into the lobby of a hotel.
"But we've had lunch?"
He laughed and said good one baby, he liked her humor and she heard him order a room for an hour and the strict-faced elderly receptionist said coldly they didn't do one-hour occupancies.
"Then what is the minimum room hire?"
"Two hours sir. This hotel's policy is the women must be given time to enjoy a long period of foreplay and then to luxuriate in a bath after the deed is done."
"Oh and I suppose you provide a handbook on which positions are acceptable in rooms in this hotel," Dave said sarcastically.
"Very good sir. You have a sharp sense of humor."
There were other people in the elevator but Dave had backed Nicola against the end wall of the car and they rode up with a fair slice of Nicola's right ass cheek under pressure in Dave's hand and she was almost panting when they left the elevator at the sixth level.
In the sleazy room Dave had most of Nicola's clothing on the floor before she became aware of that because she'd been looking around for the bottle of champagne and two exquisite flutes and a cute little plate of petits fours but the table was bare. That was when she focused back to the seduction and realized she was wobbling without a bra and Dave saying cheerfully, "Great tits. Unbuckle me slowcoach."
Nicola dropped his trousers and briefs and guiltily and shyly licked the dribble of pre-cum on the revoltingly angry red and purple head of his thick cock. She then removed his jacket and tie, but then almost screaming in pain and passion because he was grinding and pulling her nipples between his fingers and her nipples now felt about a foot long.
She began fumbling and so he had to help with the shirt buttons and then she gave a little cry of delight as she sighted the absolutely hairless chest and looking down glimpsed the well-defined outline of a six-pack.
Nicola began licking his chest, crooning. In comparison her husband Mick's chest was a hairy jungle. God she simply loved this and slurped on to Dave's left nipple.
"Christ don't," he yelled. "I almost blew my load. Don't do that. Come on up on to the bed on your hands and knees and spread for me."
"I-I might be dripping. Y-you've gotten me so excited."
"I would be fucking disappointed if you had a dry cunt," he leered.
God weren't men rude.
She pulled off her panties and just as she thought, the crotch was soaked.
Nicola got into the position Dave requested and then he got down to businesses.
The 'experienced' Mrs Cox had her teeth rattled each time he slammed into her, jolting her.
"You're taking full impact," Dave said. "As I move away you reload and pushed back on me and thereby you'll reduce the impact. Then pull away and reload to push back again, catching the rhythm I'm attempting to maintain."
"God what bullshit," Nicola thought and did what he said and surprisingly it was just as he said. Her teeth didn't jar and she actually felt as if she were being fucked.
Oooh this was so delicious, she thought, dribbling down her chin. For goodness what was going on? Oh yeah she had been timing herself to catch his timing and had forgotten to swallow the slight build up of saliva.
Slowly but relentlessly Nicola built up a huge desire to really swing on his fat piece of meat, sucking it down her throat.
"Oh god...oh yes... oh yes," she cried and she came hugely. She was horrified she'd come so early. Dave would be expecting her to come when he did. Oh god she hadn't insisted he wear a condom. She had no idea if that pounding cock of his was diseased.
"Good girl, you've come already," Dave said. "I appreciate women who come early because it shows they've got their heart into attempting to please me."
"What?"
"Oh god... oh yes... oh yeeeeeeees," she screamed into a mega-ejaculation and Dave was yelling and squeezing her tits and she thought the entire city would be hearing his calls of "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh yes."
Nicola was sweating and felt liquid seeping out of her.
God what animals Dave and she where in leaking those various excretions by the bucketful.
Nicola felt satisfied and dreamy. She'd just have a lovely nap for an hour and rolled on to her back, expecting Dave to be collapsing into a heap, exhausted.
Wrong.
Dave lifted her legs up high and purred, "Spread them baby."
Nicola meekly complied thinking he had a towel and would pat her c-word dry.
O-m-i-g-o-d.
He jerked her ass off the bed a couple of inches and drove straight up her leaking twat, er pussy.
She gasped, almost out of breath and her eyes popped. What the hell was he doing? Mick usually snoozed for at least thirty minutes before he was ready to hold an erection long enough to come again.
"Pull your legs right back by the ankles until your hands are on the pillows," Dave huffed.
No way could she do that. She wasn't a fucking gymnast.
But she did.
Amazed at her flexibility amid growing passion as she felt that thick end of his cock pull almost out of her and them slam back up her channel again to send probably 10,000 nerve ends crazy, Nicola was suddenly horrified to think that same penis was penetrating where no other penis had reached before it. God she didn't attempt to push her dildo up that far.
Their sweaty bodies were slapping together and making a noise that Nicola would normally describe as disgusting but she was now heating up with her tongue hanging suggestively out the side of her mouth and she was hitting her clit. For some reason that allegedly disgusting noise actually sounded appropriate in this situation.
"Eeek," she yelled as Dave thrust a fat thumb into her anus and she bucked and he slammed into her like a Beagle into a Pekingese and actually began baying like a hound and his eyes momentarily bulged grotesquely as they both slid into their releases.
They slept for an hour and then Dave was ready to go again but she had had enough so he tutored her about different positions and spoke about how she could squeeze on a penis by squeezing her thighs and attempting to work her internal muscles. He advised it took training to do it probably but a fit woman who pushed and squeezed could really play a guy's flute.
* * *
Two weeks later when Mick and Nicola returned home from dinner he yawned and said, "You've fallen off in interest but what about sex tonight?"
"Okay," Nicola said, tossing her handbag on to the sofa and kicking off her shoes. "Let's do it here."
"What?"
"Here on the lounge floor."
"Well this is new," Mick said doubtful
ly and walked over to turn off the lights.
"No leave the lights on. I might get lucky enough to see you hosing me with semen."
"God Nicola, are you drunk?"
"No I'm fine."
"But when we have sex you always want it in bed with the lights out."
"Well my girlfriends were talking about sex the other day and what they described sounded very exciting so I thought we ought to try some variety."
"Oh really?" Mick said, sounding hopeful.
Nicola stripped off, Mick watching her open-mouthed as if he'd not seen her nude since the wedding night.
"God your boobs are great, much better than Amy's."
"Is that Amy who's part of your investigations team?"
Chocking, Mick said, "Um yes."
"And you've seen her tits?"
"Tits? I mean yes I have."
"Well that's okay Mick. Have a slice of fun away from home occasionally but don't neglect me and please always wear a condom even when going inside me. Do that and I won't mind you playing around."
"Really?"
"Yes and undress while I fetch a condom from my purse."
"You carry condoms in your purse?" Mick said sounding shocked.
"Yes for emergencies, a little like carrying headache pills," Nicola said, pulling one out of the 12-pack.
"W-what sort of emergencies do you anticipate?"
Nicola couldn't believe Mick had become so focused and yet so submissive. That could be his guilt gripping him of course. She decided to strike. "Oh nothing really apart from perhaps one of your pals calling around for you when you're out somewhere on the tiles."
"The asshole. Who was it? I'll deal with the mother fucker."
"Calm down Mick. No one has called... yet."
Mick watched wide-eyed as Nicola opened the condom wrapper with her teeth and expertly ran it on to his dick.
"Where the hell did you learn to do that?"
Nicola lied easily, "Oh we girls amused ourselves putting various types of condoms on to dildos in time trials to give us more expertise as part of our goal to stay disease free."
"But you could have practiced at home without that disgusting behavior with other women. You don't use dildos on each other do you?"
"Not yet."
"What?"
"I said let's fuck."
"Oh yeah, sure. We somehow got diverted."
Nicola went down on to her hands and knees and waving her butt from side to side said, "Shove it up my slippery channel buster."
"You always want it missionary?"
"The girls voted 6 to 2 that doggy was best but I couldn't vote because I only have it missionary so they explained to me how to prepare for doggy and what to say to you," Nicola lied. "So shove it up my slippery channel buster."
"Gladly," said Mick who was fully loaded because Police Officer Amy Mitchell was away on a 7-day training course.
Twenty minutes later Nicola introduced her husband to her new-found skill of squeezing on his thrusting dick.
"Jesus," shouted Mick after almost blowing the end off the condom, or so he imagined. "Holy fuck. You're good, much better than... oh crap."
"Amy."
"Yeah, sorry sweetheart."
"That's okay. I like Amy. I was on the web and read an article on squeezing down on a cock to make a guy come," she lied. "Here let me suck that fucker but take the rubber off first and then we can do it with my legs over your shoulders and then I think we ought to try anal."
"Anal you?"
"Yes, it's only using the backdoor, not rocket science Mick."
"When?"
"Now while we're running hot."
"Baby I'd like to suggest you don't discuss sex with your girlfriends, don't read 'How to' articles on the Internet or in the 'Reader's Digest' and sex manuals and no way do I want you watching adult DVDs for educational purposes. I have no wish to expire totally depleted in failing to keep up with your burgeoning sexual demands."
Nicola just smiled. She began fellatio and as she was tiring she stuck her wet ring finger into her husband's anus and he jumped as if he'd been shot.
"Who the hell taught you to do that?"
"Dave I think, or it may have been John or a guy called Claude. Claude Mitchell actually. Is that Amy's husband? I thought the name rang a bell but then I got diverted laughing at his pathetic expression when he ejaculated as soon as I dropped my dress and he saw my stocking tops."
That was too much for her husband.
"Oh fuck, what a mess," Mick said, after spraying Nicola's mouth, nose and eyes in unexpected ejaculation. "Look I'll give up Amy if you give up her husband Claude because his father is our Chief of Police. Imagine what he'd do to me if he found out my wife was fucking his married son? I'd probably lose my stripes and be demoted to jailer."
Nicola just smiled. She was thinking Amy the bitch; she'd just taken Amy out. In this quest to gain experience she was feeling she was empowered. She'd found men were just like kids when told what to do or challenged.
The End.
A Night Out
My friend and I were hanging out at a local bar one night. We were talking and having a few drinks when the conversation turned to strip poker. Being a little tipsy I didn't notice the waiter had come up to our table. My normal luck seemed to stand because he mentioned that if we wanted there was a backroom where we could have a game.
Blushing, I laughed and continued to sit and talk to my friend. The conversation turned dirty and he started telling me about screwing a girl in a bar bathroom. I could feel my pussy start to drip as he told me about pushing his hard cock into her pussy and how it tensed around his cock as she came.
I told him it was time for me to head home and he suggested we go out a different way. I shrugged as he led me towards the back. The waiter stopped us and asked if we had decided to take him up on his offer. My friend nodded and I couldn't find anything to say as they led me to a back room.
I noticed a table and three chairs set up and realized that the waiter was going to play too. The waiter had set a couple shots at each spot. I was so nervous I drank them both before I sat down. Between the alcohol and the wetness dripping between my legs, I couldn't pay attention to the cards and quickly lost the first hand. They both looked at me expectantly to see what I was going to take off.
I reached underneath my skirt and tugged off my underwear. My friend laughed and said that it was a little pointless being modest as they were going to see it all anyways. I placed them on the table and my friend took them and put them in his pocket. The waiter started asking me what it felt like sitting there with two men knowing that one of them had my underwear. Embarrassed, I looked down at my cards and quickly chose my discards. This time I was lucky enough to have a pair and I felt confident that I could win. My friend decided to fold as I looked like I had something.
The waiter was not shaken by my confidence at all and bugged me about losing the next hand. I was so sure that I would win that when he suggested doubling the bet I agreed. He showed his hand and I could feel my bubble burst. Even though I had a pair, he won the hand. I wanted to get it over with as soon as possible so I hurried to remove my tank top and bra.
My friend and the waiter started discussing my breasts as I sat there and waited for the last hand to be dealt. My friend was taking his time shuffling and I was starting to squirm anxiously. The hand was dealt and I had nothing. Because I was having trouble focusing, I didn't fold even though I should have.
My friend turned over his cards and I realized I had lost the hand. I realized that, while I was sitting there with just my skirt, both men were completely dressed.
I started to stammer that this was fun but I needed to be getting home. My friend said that was fine but I was wearing something that belonged to him now. The waiter grinned at him and suggested that perhaps there was a way for me to get my clothes back. Relief rushed over me as I eagerly agreed saying that I would do anything to get my clothes back.
My friend
cocked his eyebrow at me and asked me if I was sure. I nodded enthusiastically. The waiter gestured for my friend to go ahead and take the lead. I looked back and forth between the two of them unsure what was happening. He walked up to me and took my hand for me to stand up.
I stood up in front of him and he put his hands behind my neck and angled my face up towards him. He started to kiss me softly on the lips. He took his time and nibbled on my lower lip before deepening the kiss. I could feel my body start to tingle and rose up on my toes to get closer.
He caressed my body moving his hands down my back until he reached my skirt. I felt a pull at the zipper and it fell to the ground. I moaned as his hands grabbed my ass and pulled my body hard against his. The fabric of his shirt brushed against my erect nipples. My bare pussy started to ache from feeling so empty.
He moved his hands up so they were on my shoulders then slid them down my arms until they gripped my wrists. He pushed them behind my back and put them into one hand. I moaned as he massaged my breasts with his free hand, pinching and pulling at my nipples, causing me to gasp as they hardened. He turned me around so my hands were between us.
My mouth dropped open as I looked up and realized the waiter was still in the room. I had managed to forget all about him with my friend was touching me. My friend continued exploring with his free hand while kissing and nibbling on my neck. The waiter walked up and started kneading my breast. He bent over taking my other breast in his mouth. He flicked his tongue over my nipple before letting his mouth close around it. I moaned as my friend's hand brushed against my wet pussy. As he started to press harder I rubbed my pussy against his hand hoping for some sort of release. He commented on how wet it was and that I seemed to be ready for anything now. I nodded with the only thing on my mind being the empty feeling in my pussy.
Both men stopped what they were doing and stepped back. I looked at them feeling more exposed than ever. My friend undid his jeans and told me to get down on my knees in front of him. I knelt down as he pulled out his cock. He told me to lick his cock so I ran my tongue up and down the length of it, circling the head with my tongue every time I reached the top. I brought my one hand up to rub his cock as I continued to explore with my tongue. I circled his head with my tongue before taking it in my mouth. I gently stroked his cock as the head slid deeper in and out of my mouth.
