The people in this town think I’m nuts,
they just don’t know how right they are.

People around me, give me my inspiration Mobley. Thanks for the story. No harmful intent is meant to anyone, this is just for simple pleasure. This story draws characters from real life, however the story itself is 100% fictional. This is the world of fantasy and fiction where the hidden corners of the psyche may be explored.

Years ago I lost the ability to catch the type of fish I was after, so I devised a plan that involved using a different type of worm. That was where my neighbor became involved… she became my bait. She is young, pretty, thin, and has child-like qualities that my type of prey tend to desire. All I had to do was stick the hook down her throat and she would unknowingly help me vanquish my enemies. I no longer had to chase my prey, she would bring them to the surface for me and reveal their hiding locations. Then I could rob them of their wealth, or force them to perform sexual acts of humiliation.

Frolicking Around in the Land of Oz

Jay was in for what he thought was going to be a lousy weekend. Normally he spent his weekends patrolling the streets, preventing crime by spending most of his shift driving up and down well known streets. But for this weekend, he had agreed to change shifts with another officer who needed Wednesday and Thursday nights off to attend a meeting out of town.

He sat home alone, thinking about the different women he attracted just because of his uniform. Even though some of the encounters were frightening, it didn’t stop him from enjoying the job the loved. Occasionally he would spend most of his night shift posted at the local Q-Trip store watching the young girls come and go, flirting only with the ones who possessed young flirty girl-like qualities.

Officer Jay sat in the darkened room, smiling, thinking about a girl he had flirted with many times, when he was suddenly startled by a noise coming from his bedroom. Jay quickly rose, heart beating rapidly in his chest, took a deep breath and picked up his weapon from the coffee table. He heard footsteps coming his direction, so he quietly stepped behind a door going into the living room and waited on the intruder.

Jay was somewhat shocked when the intruder began walking into the living room. As the person came closer, he was surprised to see it was one of the girls he had flirted with at Q-Trip. She was dressed in low cut, tight fitting shirt and snug fitting jeans. He couldn’t help being turned on as he watched her stroll across the floor towards the kitchen, but then his officer training took effect and Jay stepped from the darkened corner.

“Put your hands where I can see them!” Jay shouted from the darkness.

All four foot, nine inches of Jennile froze.

“What are you doing in here?” Jay asked as he stepped towards her.

Jennile slowly turned around with a big naughty smile on her face, licked her lips, and stepped up to Jay, making contact with his body. “I just came by to say hello.”

Jay looked down at Jennile as she stared up at his 6’1”, 200lb body. He could feel the heat of her breath on his chest and it sent waves of pleasure descending deep enough to cause his cock to throb with excitement.

“How do I know you’re not here to rob or kill me?” Jay said with a slight smirk across his face.

“What do you want me to do? Take off my shirt to prove I’m not hiding anything?” Jennile giggled, took a step back away from Jay, and began removing her shirt. As Jay watched, she dropped it onto the floor, then removed her jeans and tossed them next to her shirt.

Jay began to smile. “That’s good, Jennile, but you might be hiding a weapon in your bra. So, I think you need to removed it, so I can make sure.”

Jennile unfastened the bra, and dropped it on the floor as Jay leaned forward to exam her lightly tanned nipples, and her smooth lean stomach. Jennile giggled like a schoolgirl as Jay ordered her down on her knees. She obediently knelt down in front of him. Jay reached down to her small petite body and stroked her pretty face and short black hair.

“I’m a bad girl. I need to be severely punished. Just please don’t take me to jail officer. I’ll do anything you want.” Jennile again giggled at the playful remarks.

Jay smiled and decided to play along with her little game. “All right, my little thief. Looks like I’m going to serve up a little harsh punishment. Unzip my pants.”

Her fingers lightly brushed against his semi-hardness, sending delicious tingles up and down Jay’s spine. Jennile swallowed hard as she reached her little hand inside his jeans. She could feel the soft cotton of his briefs, and the thick hardness of his cock underneath. Every movement of her fingers brought him pleasure as she slowly removed his cock. In her small hands, his cock looked like a monster, and she gasped when she saw its full length.

Jay grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her towards his cock. “Suck it for me you little bitch thief. And if you tell anyone, I’ll have you arrested for stealing.” Jay then pulled Jennile closer to his cock and ordered her to open her mouth. Jennile took his cock fully in her mouth without hesitation. Her tongue moved tentatively against the bottom of his cock, leaving a hot wet trail. Jay began taking short pants of air as he forced her head up and down his thick cock.

Unfortunately Jennile was much weaker than Jay and she couldn’t stop him from forcing his cock deeper into her throat. Jennile gagged and had to force herself back to keep from throwing up. Jay pulled his cock out of her mouth, grabbed her by her arm and pulled her to her feet. “Well, now little thief, that was a good start, but now put you hands behind your back.”

Jennile started to resisted, but with his strength he was able to quickly restrain her. He cuffed her wrists together and pushed her onto the couch so that she was kneeling on the cushions, her face pressed into the back of the couch.

“What are you going to …” she tried to say, just as he pressed a washrag into her mouth. Jennile struggled to spit it out, but he was on top of her, easily holding her in place with one knee on her back.

Jay’s cock had softened a bit, but it quickly became rock hard again as he reached around her and pulled down her underwear. His eyes hungrily sucked in the sight of her firm young ass as he yanked her panties from her thin body. Jay slid a finger in between her legs and started rubbing his finger over her smooth cunt. He slid a finger into her opening and began rubbing it back and forth. Jennile squirmed, trying to let out small squeals of pleasure. His excitement began to build as he placed the head of his cock near her tight anal opening and began rubbing the head of his cock up and down.

Without a warning, Jay felt someone behind him, but didn’t have a chance to even turn around before he felt a object being smashed against his skull. He awoke to his head aching. He cradled his head in his cuffed hands as his eyes scanned across the darken room. He tries to struggle, but can’t move.

Part Two:

Officer Jay attempted to focus in on his surroundings when he noticed a chain secured to the wall above his head. It lead down the wall and attached to a set of leg irons on his ankles. He attempts to pull free, but all he manages to do is clang the metal loud enough that it alerted those who were holding him against his will.

A rather large woman around age 40 walked into the room, followed by Jennile being pulled along with a dog lease and collar around her neck. Jay immediately knew he was in trouble when he recognized the woman as a local psycho that he had previous encounters with.

The psycho woman walked towards Jay, holding a 12” hunting knife firmly in her hand. Jay began tugging fiercely at the chains as the large woman laughed uproariously at his frantic attempt to free himself. She bent down beside his body, stroked the top of his head and whispered, “Shhh, don’t make a sound, I’m not going to hurt you. For now. If you play real nice and do as I tell you, you’ll live to play another day. Do you understand me officer?”

“This fucking joke has gone to damn far! Take these damn cuffs and chains off me!” Jay shouted, and then yanked at the chains that confined him.

“Naughty, naughty officer,” the woman said shaking her head back in forth. “I guess I’ll just have to teach you a lesson about who is now in charge. You see this knife I’m holding? You know what I like to do with knives…remember….I like to cut things. Have you ever been cut officer?”

“No I haven’t you crazy fucking psycho bitch! And if you touch me with that damn thing I’m going to blow you head off when I get out of here!”

The psycho woman laughed loudly and then pulled on the lease in her other hand, making Jennile yelp loudly as she stepped forth. “Use this knife to cut away all his clothes,” she ordered. Jennile quickly took the knife from her hand and stepped towards Jay. She cut his sleeves all the way to his shoulders until she was able to remove the shirt from over his head. Next she tugged at his jeans until she was able to pull them down far enough that she could cut them away from his body, leaving him only wearing his bright white cotton briefs.

“The briefs too, and then shave him. You know I like my men clean and hairless.”

Jay protested, but clamed down when Jennile began lathering around his cock with the cool shaving cream. As the alcohol began to burn, he got a instant hard on from the sensation around his balls. Jennile continued shaving Jay’s body until every part of his body was hairless. When she finished she rinsed his body with a shower sprayer that was attached to the wall. Jennile couldn’t help but enjoy herself as she leaned her wet body against his smooth wet chest muscles, and rubbed her hands up and down his semi-hard cock.

“Wash his cock with you mouth,” the psycho woman ordered. She watched as Jennile leaned down between his legs and delicately flicked her tongue over his balls. Her small lips kissed his shaft, and sucked his cock gently while her hands pulled on his smoothly shaven balls. Jay closed his eyes and arched his back as he enjoyed the sensation against his will.

Without warning, the psycho woman cracked a whip hard across Jay’s back. A fine red line immediately appeared, and he screamed out in pain. Jennile didn’t stop, she continued slurping and sucking Jay’s cock as if it were the only thing she had eaten that day.

Whack! Again the whip came down and Jay shouted out, “ What do you want with me? Let me go! Kidnapping charges are going to be filed against you!” Jennile continued engulfing his entire cock into her small mouth.

The psycho woman whacked Jay across his stomach, leaving him whimpering in pain.
Whack! “You’re a strong, powerful man, with nice muscles, a deep powerful voice, and hands that grip tight.” Whack! “You enjoy ejaculating you juice deep inside our pussies.” Whack! “You must learn to experience what we experience.” Jennile’s assault on Jay’s cock had him worked up to the point where he was ready cum, even if he was being beaten black and blue.

The psycho woman ordered Jennile off his cock, which left his cock aching for pussy. The psycho woman walked casually up to Jennile, wrapped one arm around her waist, and kissed Jennile passionately, while squeezing her ass. The psycho woman stepped back and licked her lips, “Nice. A lovely salty taste. Our big officer must be excited.”

The psycho woman slid her hand between Jennile legs and felt her moist mound. “My little woman is all wet. Are you enjoying yourself Jennile?”

“Yes Ma’am I am. Please may I have some more.”

The psycho woman squeezed Jennile nipples, and then sent her off to retrieve a large strap-on dildo. Jay’s eyes went wide when Jennile returned with the cock already on. She walked up to Jay’s face and ran the dildo over his lips.”

“Lick it!” the psycho woman ordered, but Jay refused. She then walked over to him and slapped him hard across the face. “Lick it!”

Jay complied and lightly licked along the hard plastic dildo. “Now you will be fucked like a woman.”

Jay began to loudly protest, but the chains held him secure enough that petite Jennil was able to easily come up from behind Jay and place the dildo near his virgin anal opening. Jennil rubbed the long 10 inch fake penis with a fruity scented oil, and then squeezed a small amount over Jay’s opening. On the psycho woman’s signal, Jennil thrust the dildo deep into his ass. Jay let out a loud scream of pain and tensed up while Jennil held the large cock still.

“Look how nicely you stretch around Jennil’s cock. My pretty little girl looks so sweet having control over such a powerfully strong man as yourself. How does it feel being helpless and getting fucked like a girl?”

“Fuck you bitch! I’m going to fucking kill you when I get out of ….. Awwwwww,” Jay screamed when Jennile gripped Jay’s hips and began thrusting the cock in and out. Tears began to stream down his cheeks. Jennile began placing light kisses of affection on Jay’s back as she slowed her pace. She then reached around and began stroking his cock.

“Tell me you like it Jay,” the psycho woman said as she walked up to Jay and looked at his face. “Say you like your ass being fucked by a girl!” When Jay refused she slapped him hard across the face, and then signaled to Jennile.

Jennile began pumping the 10 inch cock deeply in and out of Jay’s ass. You could see by the look on his face that he was in pain, but still tried to express his contempt for the psycho woman. “Tell me you like being fucked by my whore!” Smack! “Say it!”

Out of anger and frustration, Jay finally screamed out, “I like being fucked!” The pain eased as Jennile pulled the cock from his aching ass. She dropped the strap-on to the floor and began rubbing her dripping hole. Her shaved slit glistened with her juices. With her other hand she rubbed and pinched her nipples as officer Jay watched her every move.

The psycho woman lowered Jay to the floor and removed his leg irons only. She then ordered Jennile to suck his cock. It became hard quickly and dripped pre-cum from the tip. Jennile then lowered herself slowly onto his throbbing dick. Her soaking wet pussy felt like a warm oven mitt around Jay’s cock and he couldn’t help moaning out loudly.

The psycho woman appeared over Jay and reached out to twist one of his nipples. He let out of low sheik, but didn’t not want her to stop. Jennile licked his chest as she worked her sweetness up and down the officers swollen member. When Jennile felt officer Jay getting close to cumming, she would pull off him, and the psycho woman would twist his nipples prolonging his erection. Jennile was getting what she enjoyed the most, a long hard fucking where she was in control.

Jennile let out a loud scream when she finally exploded around Jay’s cock. The psycho woman bent down and the girls kissed. Jennile’s juices ran down her thighs as she stood up from the officer.

Jay was still hard, but ready to exploded at any moment and wanted to feel the wet pussy squeezing his cock in all the right places. “If you want to get off, you’ll have to give it to me,” said psycho woman said with a devilish grin on her face. Jay had no other choice. Even if he couldn’t stand the psycho woman, the pressure that had built up deep inside was ready to explode.

She wrapped her full lips around Jay’s oozing cock head and hungrily sucked on the precum. The psycho woman spread his legs wide and ran her tongue along his thick muscular thighs. She was tasting his flesh, running her nails sharply across his body. Her tongue slowly worked its way up to the big shaft head. Then she took him fully in her mouth and worked her tongue over every vein. She licked her way down the shaft to the cum filled balls, stopping to gently suck on each ball before making her way back to the tip.

Jay quickly begins moaning as he cock swells in the psycho woman’s mouth. His cock is buried deep in her throat when he moans out, “I’m going to cum.” The psycho woman cups his balls in her hand as she strokes and sucks his convulsing cock. He was amazed at how much cum was pouring into her mouth. He watched her as she swallowed more of his juice that flowed from the tip.

When he finished the psycho woman stood and kissed Jennile full on the lips, letting her taste the salty liquid that dribbled down her chin.

“Very good. You have made my girl very happy, but this is just a start of the things to come. You’ll be like all the others, and won’t be missed for a few days. Each day we will push the boundaries of pain and pleasure a little more, but rest for now, there will be a lot more in store for you.”

The psycho woman stood with a smile on her face, picked up his police badge and tossed it in a basket with several other badges. Jennile skipped along behind her, giggling as she reached down and tasted her juices that were flowing down her leg.

When you and your guy get frisky, it makes sense to reach for some pretty obvious body parts. But those tried-and-true areas of your anatomy aren’t the only places that can get you hot and bothered. Try playing with these six lesser-known zones—and have fun looking for a few unique new pleasure points of your own, too.

Sacrum (on her)
Why it’s hot: The vertebrae in the small of your back (right above your buttocks) contain sacral nerves, which shoot straight to your genitals, say Mark Michaels and Patricia Johnson, coauthors of The Essence of Tantric Sexuality . In fact, electric stimulation of this nerve will trigger an orgasm in 91 percent of women, according to a recent study.
Try this: Lie on your stomach and have your partner press on the sacrum with his palm, or give it a gentle karate chop-style massage. This will stimulate the sacral nerves and build heat in the genitals, says Michael Gach, Ph.D., founder of the Acupressure Institute (acupressure.com).

Nipples (on him)
Why it’s hot: Your own nipples probably get plenty of action. But your guy’s can be very hot spots, too: They contain just as many nerve endings as yours do.
Try this: Start off by lightly stroking the area with your fingertips. If that gets rave reviews, try upping the intensity with a gentle pinch or playful tug.

Big toe (on her)
Why it’s hot: Ever notice how your toes twitch when you hit a high note (hence the term “toe-curling orgasm”)? That’s because there’s a direct neurological link between your privates and your little piggies—especially the biggie. What’s more, you can work this reflex in the other direction: “Stimulating the big toe can actually trigger an orgasm in some women,” says Johnson.
Try this: Of course, your guy can take your toes into his mouth—a classic bedroom move. Or, have him gently pinch the sides of your big toe and roll it between his fingers, Gach suggests; this activates reflexology pathways connected to your genitals.

Soles of the feet (on him)
Why it’s hot: Women aren’t the only ones packing pleasure potential in their feet—men do, too. According to Michaels and Johnson, the soles are the masculine sweet spot.
Try this: Aim for an acupressure point on the bottom of his foot, about one-third of the way down from the third toe. “This is nicknamed the Bubbling Spring since pressing here and holding for a few seconds can cause energy to ‘bubble up’ the legs to the genitals,” explains Gach. Or try lightly brushing the soles of his feet.

Navel (on her)
Why it’s hot: Your navel and your clitoris have a lot in common: In the womb, these two regions grow from the same tissue, linking them neurologically in adulthood. “In fact,” says Johnson, “if you stick your finger in your belly button, you may sense it in your genitals.”
Try this: Your sweetie can use his tongue or fingers to delve into this indentation. If that’s too intense, ask him to caress or kiss his way two to three inches southward. He’ll hit three acupressure points, called the Sea of Energy, which are linked to sexual pleasure as well as to fertility, says Gach.

Nose (on her and him)
Why it’s hot: Next to your kisser, your sniffer contains more nerve endings than any other part of your face. Plus, your nasal passages contain erectile tissue that expands when aroused, further increasing circulation and sensitivity. Stimulating this area can even lead to “honeymoon sinusitis,” in which canoodling couples come down with cases of nasal congestion.
Try this: Nibble on the tips of each other’s noses. “The cartilage here is receptive to heavier stimulation like this,” says Michaels. Or rub noses in an “Eskimo kiss.” You and your honey may come down with honeymoon sinusitis yourselves—but hey, who’s complaining?

I was at home doing some work around the house that was needing to be done for weeks. By noon, I had most of the work inside done, and decided it was time to tackle the hideous chore of rearranging the garage and cleaning out old unwanted items. The work was strenuous and sweaty, as I moved heavy boxes around in the garage, with the temperature lurking right around the 100 degree mark outside. Inside the garage there was no breeze, only the thick clinging Oklahoma humidity that clung to ever pore on my body. I was completely exhausted and soaked in sweat by the time I had it arraigned in a manner that was acceptable.

A bath was calling my name, so I filled it up with hot water and sweet smelling baths salts that guaranteed to take the aches and pains away. I put my hair up and eased myself into the bath. The hot water stung my body, but I laid back and let it caress me. I took a few hits off a joint and sipped a glass or two of wine before I finally started to relax.

With the water soothing me all over, I sat back and nearly went to sleep. I heard my phone buzzing the announcement of a new message, so I reached over and grabbed a towel, patting my hands dry before seeing it was from the love of my life.

He told me to get ready because he was going to take me for a ride on his bike when he got back. He always knew exactly what I needed. Just when you start to feel trapped and weighed down by life, nothing clears the mind like doing 140mph down the highway, feeling the wind tingle every exposed part of your body. Plus there is always the added benefit of feeling the hypnotic rhythm of the vibration between my legs.

I had a couple hours before his arrival, so I sat on the edge of the tub and shaved my legs, and then shaved off the light new growth of hair on my vagina. I then slipped my cool body back into the warm water. I take notice of how my breasts are floating and bobbing in the water. My erect nipples were sticking out just above the water, with the cool air lapping at them. I couldn’t stop myself from wanting to squeeze them hard between my slick, wet fingers. The water had made them slippery and so soft to the touch. I bent my head down and took my left nipple in my mouth, flicking the nipple back and forth with my tongue.

I was starting to feel the tingling sensation growing in my lower stomach, signaling my need to run my hand further down my body. I ran my hands down my stomach, across my freshly shaved thighs, until my left hand came to rest between my legs. I felt my smoothly shaven cunt and cupped my hand over the entire surface, firmly squeezing it with my hand. I then used my fingers to spread my pussy lips and slowly I worked my middle finger inside and began massaging my clit, which hardened under my touch.

I realized that I needed stress relief that no bath could offer on it’s own. Still, I let myself go with the feeling, and explored my inner warm wetness, which was different than the warm water around me. Touching and playing for a while, the water started to cool, but I did not want to cum yet, as I knew later on I would be fulfilled by my lover. I stood and slowly dried myself, thinking about my adventure to come.

I dressed carefully, fully preparing myself for the ride, and then downed a couple more drinks. I put on a black skin tight, silky shirt, my black jeans with the red lace ups down the legs and my long black boots. The leather jacket would wait until later in the evening when the darkness would cool the night air. I sat down and surfed through a few channels on the TV, thinking about what I knew was to come, I couldn‘t keep from occasionally squeezing my nipples or rubbing my hand between my legs to keep me close to the edge.

I heard my lover pull up outside, so I quickly slipped into my jacket, and walked out to meet him. He had just taken his helmet off so we could kissed for a minute, before he handed me my helmet and then put his back on. With my head swimming from the alcohol, I jumped on the back and off we went.

The wind in my face felt wonderful and sent chills throughout my body. The cool night air rushed across my body as my lover began pushing over the posted speed limit. We flew down the almost deserted highway, leaving Glenpool, and heading towards Bixby. I hugged him tight and reached around to feel his chest, letting my hands slowly slip down to the zipper of his jeans. I undid the zipper and top button, and then rubbed him until he became hard in my hands. He suddenly let off the throttle, and pulled into a secluded park just off the highway. I immediately knew what he wanted.

As soon as the bike had completely stopped and he put kickstand down, I got off the bike and took off my helmet. He bought one leg over while still sitting on the bike and I pulled his jeans down a little more. He held his shirt up a little as I started to lick and nibble at his chest, slowing working my way up to kiss his neck. Then I came back down to his chest area and slowly worked my way down lower, licking, sucking and nibbling all the way down until I reached the heavenly scent of his cock.

I deeply inhaled the fresh, clean scent of his manhood, then slowly took his hard cock into my mouth. I heard him moan with the pleasure of feeling the warmth and wetness of my mouth. At first I went slow, then quickly picked up speed, going faster and faster, with one hand supporting my weight against the bike, while the other cradled his balls. I could feel he was about to cum, so I slowed down and stopped, not wanting him to cum just yet. He had fire in his eyes as I looked up at him and teasingly smiled. I gave him one last lick suck, deep throating his cock, then pulling off his like a girl sucking on a lollipop. I quickly turned and put my helmet back on, getting on the back before he could say another word.

He gave me a devious grin, and then took off out of the picnic area like a man possessed. I had him worked up enough that I did not have to play the game of reaching around to touch him again. I knew he was headed for his house so I could finish him properly, and so I could be paid back for the teasing. My mind giggled with excitement as we flew down the blacktop road.

We sped along the highway, overtaking cars that felt like they were standing still. The excitement of going so fast, the build up of earlier on in the tub, the sucking of his wonderful cock, and the throbbing of the bike between my legs was making it nearly impossible to concentrate on anything else, but getting back to his place so we could make love.

Once again I felt him slow down, but I knew we were no where near his house. I began looking around and saw over my left shoulder a police car with lights on pulling us over. “Damn, I thought to myself, this can’t be happening now,” all I wanted was to get back to his house fast.

We came to a stop once again down a small access road, and the police officer came up to talk to us. He looked like the typically average cop, around six feet tall, with wide broad shoulders, and a smoothly shaven head. It was a big turn on for me, especially since my lover kept his head that way. They both reminded me of the sexy Vin Diesel, with his strong biceps and cleanly shaven body.

In a deep voice, he asked if there was an emergency, and because I had a few drinks earlier, I was a little brazen and told him that yes there was an emergency. He asked what the emergency was and I proudly proclaimed with a devilish grin, “if we don’t get back to my lover’s house fast, I’m going to explode because I needed his cock in me, pumping me hard until I cum.”

I felt my lover stiffen slightly and gave a nervous giggle. He knew we were in for a serious fine, and possible jail, considering how fast we were going. I reached around and started feeling his cock once more while the officer gave a look of surprise. My lovers cock was instantly rock solid and pressing hard against his jeans. With a sexy little grin, the police officer said that maybe I should show him exactly what we had planned so he could tell if it was a real emergency.

I threw my leg over the back of the bike, ripped the helmet off and turned to my lover, looking him in the eye while once again undoing his jeans. He shuddered from anticipation. I greedily took his hard cock in my mouth and gave him head again while he was sitting on the bike. Suddenly I felt the police officer grab my ass and start to run his hand down my back.

My lover looked over and saw this, which sent him over the edge and he began cumming in my mouth. I thought to myself how much it must have turned him on, for it was doing me the same way, leaving my underwear completely soaked. I was so wet I could feel my dampness through my jeans, and felt the swelling of my clit.

I told the officer that maybe he should help me out and give my lover a few moments to recover. He didn’t need telling twice and eagerly bent me over the bike, ripping at the button and zipper of my jeans, pulling them down while working on his own. He grabbed my hair and pulled it back as he roughly entered me from behind.

My lover got off the bike, and stood back to watch me being fucked hard doggy style. He came around and started playing with my breasts, keeping an eye on the action going on behind me. I quickly came as the officer thrust deep in my cunt. I could feel the wetness run down my leg as his cock continued to slam in and out of my hole. I couldn’t hold myself and the officers 200lb thrusting weight anymore and asked if we could go to the back of the police car. The officer pulled his wet cock from my dripping cunt and we all started walking towards his patrol car.

When we got to the back of his car, the officer teasingly said that it looked like I knew what I was doing when I gave head and wanted to know if he could feel for himself. I gave him a devious grin, as he stood on one side of the patrol car with the door open. I then laid down on my stomach across the seat and started to give him head. I felt my lover come around from behind and insert his thick cock into my already dripping wet cunt.

As he watched me give head to the officer, my lover thrust his cock in and out with the speed that quickly induced a toe tingling sensation as I came hard. The insides of my pussy walls swelled as I got off, and tightly clung to my lovers cock. He continued to pound mercilessly at my cunt as my cum dripped onto the seat of the patrol car.

The big officer pulled his cock from my mouth, as my lover and I changed places. I sat on top of him rubbing his cock against the bottom of my cunt, rocking it back in forth. My lover stuck his finger in my ass rubbing it around as he stroked in and out of my cunt. I saw the officer disappear from in front of me, and then I felt him come around behind me and climb into the car.

I felt the officer rubbing his cock against my ass, as my lover continued to shove upward into my shaven pussy. I had never had two dicks in me at one time, and was a little frightened by the ideal, but I didn’t say no when I felt him rubbing the head against my tight anal opening.

We all grunted out loud when the officer was finally able to break through the opening and slid his cock head inside. It was painful, but a nice painful sensation. My lover eyes rolled back in his head as he shoved upward hard when the officer’s cock finally made its way deep into my ass. I was screaming with pleasure as one cock went in my cunt, and the other one went up my ass. The officer grabbed the back of my hair with one hand, and squeezed my ass with his other hand, while my lover sucked hard on my left nipple.

Within minutes of the thrusting I began to tighten firmly around the meaty cocks, whimpering loudly as each cock fought for room in my holes. The intense pleasure soon sent me over the edge and I began screaming as cum squirted from my pussy. The officer pulled out my ass and shot his creamy load all over my ass opening, as my lover unloaded his love juice deep inside my tightened walls.

We were all breathless and red in the face as we finished the act. With a well satisfied grin, the officer said that he now understood that it had been a true emergency and that we should be on our way. But before he left, he invited us to go bike riding with him and a few of his buddies next weekend. Sounds like my kind of fun…hehe.

I’m obsessed with my pussy after I shave it smooth. I love the way it feels, the way it smells, hell even the way it taste is wonderful to my senses. Problem is I want to play with it all the time. I think about touching it while I’m walking through the store and I see some guy that looks like he would be fun to fuck. When I’m driving down the road and I hear a sexy song on the radio, I want to touch myself. Again I guess there’s nothing abnormal about that, unless you’re sneaking off into a public bathroom just so you can touch yourself.

I’ve never understood why it was expectable, healthy thing for a man to masturbate, but it was forbidden talk for a woman to even discuss such a topic when I was younger. Then there’s porn. Most believe it’s not natural for a woman to want to watch porn. Personally, I don’t see anything wrong with watching porn, as long as everyone participating is over 18 and agreeing to what is taking place, porn can be very arousing. Sometimes a little too arousing.

I’ve been avoiding my other sites that just post information that has already been posted somewhere else on the web, and instead I’ve been trying to focus on writing more… Mostly some new sex stories. In order to get some fresh new ideas, I sometimes surf around to a few porn sites and watch various videos. I’ve been doing most of the ‘research’ in the evening when my older son is gone to work, and I’m alone for the night. I have one or two sites that I visit when I’m in the mood, but I will occasionally surf around and find a new site to visit.

Today I found a new site, and decided to spend a little time viewing the ‘mostly normal’ porn. Before I realized it, it was almost time to pick up my son from work. I quickly jumped into my car and drove towards his job. I’m just about to pull up, when I look at the time and realize that the clock on my computer was off again, and I still had almost 15 minutes before it was time to pick him up. Not wanting to sit around, I decided to go to the park near his job at Wal-Mart.

I drove to the back of the park, and found a place under some to trees to hide in the darkness. I felt safe enough there, but still I rolled up all the windows and locked the doors. I then put in a Prince CD and began listening to the song Cream. I immediately began thinking back to the videos that I had just watched. Flashes of hard dick being rapidly slammed into a woman’s pussy, flashed through my mind. The more I thought about it, the more I began to feel that all to familiar tingle beginning to stir deep in my lower stomach. I had never masturbated at the park, but the thought began seeping into the dark corners of my mind. It was shift change for law enforcement, so I figured I would be safe for a few minutes alone, and if anyone did come, I would be able to see their car lights before they had a chance to get close to me.

I left my car running, but turned out all the lights, and then I lowered the back of my seat to where it almost laid flat. I then spread my legs and put my right foot on the dashboard. This gave me plenty of room to reach down the front of my pants and cupped my freshly shaven cunt. I was still moist from watching the porn videos, so it was easy to lubricate my clit. I began twitching it back and forth between my fingers, making its little head swell. I slowly increased the pressure and stroked my clit up and down, pulling out my sweet juice from my hole.

I stopped a couple times when I had to look up to see if there were any cars coming. I didn’t want to have to explain to anyone what I was doing. I wanted it to be my little private dirty secret.

I continued listening to Prince as the song Darling Nicki began to play. I closed my eyes and went with the rhythm as I slowly worked my fingers up and down the sides of my clit. I was getting so close, but kept pausing to look up and see if any cars were coming, or if some stranger was staring in the window at me.

I looked down at the time and noticed I only had a couple minutes until it was time to pick up my son, and I hadn’t gotten off yet. At first I thought about stopping, but then I had this feeling that I was being watched, and something about that, made me speed up my stoking. Within in 30 seconds, I felt the swelling of my clit increase, and I began pumping out short little burst of cum. It continued pulsing from inside my hole, as I brushed my clit back and forth lightly.

Finally, I took a deep breathe and removed my hand from my soaked cunt. I couldn’t believe how much I had gotten off. I put my fingers one by one in my mouth and licked the cum from my fingertips. The racing of my heart slowed as I sat the seat back to its upright position. I quickly put my car in gear and left the park knowing I had yet another dirty little secret.

My game has continued for a over a week now, and each time I enjoy the thrill of what I’m doing a little more. I seem to be becoming addicted the possible thought that some stranger maybe lurking in the woods waiting to sneak up on me, and catch me in the middle of my sex act. Now, I’m beginning to rethink this ‘thought’ after a close call a couple nights ago. I had just finished getting off and had begun to leave the park. Just as I was about to drive out, a police officer began pulling into the park. I almost froze.

He drove past me as I pulled over to another area so I could put my seatbelt on. I then expeditiously re-adjusted the seat and drove away, leaving him in the park wondering what I was doing. It also left me wondering what he was doing in the park at almost 11pm, especially since it was shift change. Have they figured out that criminals know when their shift changes and that is when some choose to break the law?

My thoughts turned to him coming up behind me and turning his lights on. I didn’t need another charge. I began wondering if he did stop me, would be able to smell the sex on my hand, even though once again I had licked my fingers afterwards. Would I then have to register as a sex offender if caught by law enforcement? The thought scares the hell out of me, but the thought is also what sent me right back to the park again tonight.

10 Things You Don’t Know About Women

1. The quickest way to a woman’s heart is through her clit.
2. When we say we want you to get in touch with your feminine side, we really mean you need to touch our clit.
3. When we ask you if we look fat, it really means can you see my clit.
4. We’d love to meet your mom. Right after we introduce you to our clit.
5. Diamonds are forever, but touching our clit can buy you two or three years.
6. When we tell you, you’re not communicating, it really means you’re not touching our clit enough.
7. We would be happy to buy our own damn drinks if you touched our clit.
8. When we say, Harder! Harder! that means touch my clit.
9. The fact that women make seventy-five cents to every man dollar won’t bother us as long as you touch our clit.
10. Go have boys night out.. really means stay home and touch my clit.

My last story didn’t go the direction I had originally planned… guess that’s what happens when you write a story over long periods of time. Here is a new story, hope everyone enjoys!!!
Hope you have a sexy ass day!!!
Tayla

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I could hear voices talking excitedly nearby, as they made their way inside the Action Lounge in Broken Arrow. I could hear the steady thump of music radiating through the thick wall behind me. It’s sultry, sexy beat influenced my response. Through partly opened eyes, I stared into the damp, night sky, and noticed the barely visible moon, which only allowed a small glimmer of light to shine through the ink-like blackness of the night.

The warm heat of his breath on my neck, sent shivers down my spine as he pressed me firmly against the wall to restrain me from too much movement. His need for dominance became evident. His hands freely roamed, exploring the curves of my body before he grasped my wrists, and pinned them above my head. His one strong hand was all it took to keep me immobile from the waist up. His free hand was searching for access below the flimsy material that concealed my aroused flesh. I squirmed against him with false need to break free. I could tell, it only excited him more. My hips writhed against the swelling bulge trapped within his pants.

His mouth hungered for the soft skin heaving shamelessly from the beneath the boundaries of my skirt. Breathlessly he mumbled, “My God you taste so good …” His grip on my wrists loosened. “… Your scent is intoxicating.”

Lightly applied Safari floated in the air, mixing with the aroma of imminent sex. The fragrance lured us into recklessness. His need for control was abandoned as his hand released its hold on my wrists. My freed hands pulled him closer. I couldn’t help but grope his hard cock through the thick jean material. The temptation to satisfy my curiosity drew me in. I teased him deliberately.

We paid no attention to the people passing by in the near distance. Enticed by the forbidden chance that we might be caught, our arousal heightened. The darkness of the night and shadows cast by nearby buildings would hopefully mask our secret encounter. Still, I knew our intensifying moans of lust could give us away at any moment.

He backed away slightly, hesitating a moment in enjoyment as I rub my hand across his trapped bulging cock. Sensations coursed through his body, which left him in a needful state. His hands were pressed hard against the roughness of the wall to steady himself.

“ Mmmm … Your so hard,” I whispered gently in his ear. Gazing deeply into his eyes, I taunted him with the devilish grin that spread across my face. “Is all that for me?” I asked in a breathless tone.

Playing into the game I had begun, he answered, “ Damn right it is,” he said covering my lips hungrily. His kiss was demanding at first … then softened. His lips slowly parted from mine, neither of us wanting the kiss to end. “ … And you’ll love every inch of it.” He concluded in a barely audible voice.

I didn’t let on, but I never doubted the enjoyment I would soon receive. The past familiarity we shared had prepared me for our impending intimacy. Over time, the flames of desire had burned fiercely. Which ultimately stripped away any restraint I might of possessed. The control he felt he needed to obtain had already been bestowed upon him.

There we stood alone, between two buildings groping each other with wild abandonment. His hand slipped under my skirt and forced my legs apart. He searched for the pleasure that overflowed within me. He smiled confidently as his fingers slipped beyond the silk material concealing my wet pussy. The look on his face told me such an eager response to his touch hadn’t been foreseen. He was pleased with himself.

Slowly, he began to slide his fingers in and out of my wetness. He teased my clit intentionally between each thrust. If his intentions were to drive me crazy it was working. I held on tightly grinding my hips against him like a bitch in heat. Each wave of pleasure was more intense than the one before, as my orgasm drew nearer.

“ Ohhhh … God … Yessssss!” stumbled out of my mouth. The uncontrollable spasms of release had descended upon me. I rode each wave of passion until it began to subside. He slipped his fingers from my pussy and brought them closer to his face. With both fingers completely immersed in his mouth he began to suck my juices from them. His eyes closed as I watched him inhale the sweet scent of desire.

Satisfied he had devoured every lingering trace, I heard him command, “ Get on your knees … now.” He was quiet so as not to call attention to us, yet his voice remained firm. I knelt willingly before him on a small patch of grass growing between the buildings. He unbuttoned his jeans and lowered the zipper until it wouldn’t go any further. I noticed that he was having difficulty sliding his jeans down over his hard cock. It had become so swollen with arousal that I think it even surprised him. In the faint starlight, I detected a glint of pre-cum glistening at the tip. It was enticing me to take a taste … to lick it clean. I could feel him begging me to suck him to full hardness as I teased the end of his cock. His cock twitched in anticipation, beckoning me to fulfill its need.

I admired his thickness for only a moment, before I felt his hand cup the back of my head. Urging me forward. His fingers entangled within my hair to anchor his grasp. “Suck me.” he ordered in a low growl. I lowered my mouth over his length until I wasn’t able to take anymore. My lips hugged his cock tightly, as I began my slow torturous descent. “ Mmmm, Yeah that’s it baby.”

My mouth slid hungrily up and down his cock. The rhythm accelerated, as I became more comfortable with his size. I became obsessed with the task at hand, sucking him harder and faster. I wanted to hear him beg for release … to lose control.

His grasp on my head tightened, as he held me still to receive his thrusts. I fondled his balls with my free hand, raking my nails lightly along the taut skin. He slowed his frantic pace to keep from releasing too soon. Both of my hands slid around to cup the well-defined roundness of his backside. I caressed the soft flesh invitingly, which almost sent him over the edge. His thrusting stopped abruptly. “Stop …” he begged, “I’m not ready yet.” I moaned in disapproval as my lips slipped from the end of his cock. “Get up.”

He had something else in mind … something I longed for. To feel him deep inside of me, filling me completely with his hard cock. Fucking me hard and fast until neither of us could hold back any longer. I stood slowly, brushing the remnants of sand that clung to my knees. He was impatient. His lips assaulted mine with intense need. I reciprocated feverishly, with no intention of denying my own needs.

His hands clawed at my top trying to release my breast from its prison. He found success, as my left breast was exposed to the night air. The darkened color of my nipple stood out against the paleness of my skin. He leaned down and caught the erect nipple in his mouth, sucking at it hard. His tongue teased me in between each playful nibble. I didn’t know if I wanted to pull him closer or beg him to stop. Within seconds, the decision was no longer mine.

Turning me around to face the wall, he lifted the bottom of my skirt, so that the backside rested at my waist. “You better use the wall to steady yourself.” He suggested. I bent slightly at the waist and did as he said. With my hands against the wall I felt him tug at the sides of my lacy panties. Evidently, they didn’t give way as he intended. I felt him tear at each side until the unwanted restriction was removed. They lay in a heap on the ground beside my feet no longer functional. His intensity scared me a little … which excited even more.

For some reason I briefly glanced toward the exit of the bar. A couple of guys stood outside and appeared to be talking quietly to each other. “Had they heard us?” I wondered silently. They looked around inquisitively, as if searching for something they heard, but couldn’t see.

I felt the head of his cock pressing against me from behind. He rubbed it up and down the length of my pussy until it was covered with my juices. His fingers slipped in and out of my hole a couple of times. I felt him position the head of his cock against my opening once again and waited for the initial thrust. He grasped my hips firmly and plunged forward. His hard swollen cock pierced the tightness surrounding my womanhood. I flinched at the initial discomfort, but quickly surrendered to the delightful fullness I felt deep within. His cock, slick with cum, slid in deeply, until his groin rested against my fleshy cheeks … unable to plunge any deeper.

A groan of undeniable ecstasy escaped his lips. I mirrored his verbal approval with my own deep moan of appreciation. My hand involuntarily reached for my exposed nipple. Rolling and pinching it between my fingers I waited for the emptiness of his outstroke … followed by another deep thrust into my tingling depths. Every nerve ending felt alive with sexual tension. He continued teasing me, slowly pulling outward … then thrusting deep. It wasn’t long before I insisted he stop the insatiable teasing. “Fuck me damn it!”

At my request, he began driving his hard cock into me. He had every intention of continuing until he had nothing left to offer. His deep hard thrusts gave new meaning to the saying, “Hurts so good.” It wasn’t long before I was pounding against him in perfect unison. I abandoned the need to touch myself, when I realized both hands would be needed to steady myself against his driving force. I held on tightly to the brick support I found necessary, while my sanity slipped between the cracks of the wall. Our impending climax heightened. I was so close.

The climatic quiver began in my toes and vibrated throughout my entire body. The intensity seemed to double once it reached my pussy. I could feel it throb involuntarily around his shaft. He couldn’t hold back any longer. Thrusting into me one final time he emptied his load into my depths. He pressed against me exhausted allowing my orgasm to milk him dry.

His spent member slipped slowly from between my legs, as it was still very sensitive to touch. I turned toward him and began to readjust my clothing. A smile was upon both our faces. I guess I could assume confidently, that both of us were completely satisfied with the night’s outcome. He fastened the button on his pants. “So, are you planning on going in?” he asked. He nodded towards the back door that people had been using all night. “Or would you prefer to go somewhere else?”

That little devilish grin formed on my lips once again, as I replied, “Somewhere else sounds like a lot more fun. You coming?”

“You know I will.”

This story, like most all others on my site, is purely a work of fiction from a writers mind that is sometimes not always stable, but she stills enjoys a good naughty story. No harm to any actual person will every occur.

She wasn’t following you, but I was. I was watching you as you drove down the highway, turning left and then back right. I see where you’re going. Into the store for a quick drink, and maybe a little chatting with the cute girl standing in line. Then a stop at the smoke shop for a pack of cigarettes to smoke during the times when you are bored out of your mind and waiting on some criminal to break the law. After all, you’ve got to use those shinny new cuffs for something.

Are you watching me? I’m watching you. Are you afraid of me? You might want to be.

Some people will tell that preparation is the key, and they are not totally wrong, still I prefer the spur of the moment decision in picking out a random officer to stalk. Then I’ll watch him for days, learning the times when he is at home, where he goes when he leaves, writing down all the important notes in my spiral bound notebook to study later. Personally, I don’t won’t a defenseless victim… That’s why I target law enforcement… I want someone who will try to fight back.

The most important factor in successful stalking is not getting so close that your target figures out you’re following them. If they figure out you’re following them, they will bolt like a scared little rabbit, ruining in future plans of torture to your victim.

Next follow them home. Once you’ve found out where he lives, you can easily monitor when he is at home and when he is working. Making it easy to find the right time to creep into his house and maybe remove a few personal items to keep as trophies, or just to touch and smell later. Since they are in law enforcement, doing something to draw them away from their house is a easy thing to accomplish.
Just make sure you study the layout of his house while there, that way when you return it won’t be a problem navigating your way around in the dark.

It’s also a lot of fun looking through his windows later… you watch him as he stands beside his bed and removes the keys hanging from the front of his belt, along with the extra set of cuffs hanging in the back. He slowly removes the belt from around his waist that holds his weapon on the right side of his body. He then removes his badge from over his heart and sets it gently on the table near his bed along with the pen he has used that day to write law breakers citations. He removes his radio and then unbuttons the front of his shirt, exposing the bullet proof vest underneath. Carefully he removes the straps and tosses the vest onto a chair sitting in the corner. He stands there in only a black tee-shirt and his pants with the many pockets, each filled with various items needed to fulfill his duty requirements.

I observe my target and establish his routine. I may even find him online so I can learn his habits, what he likes and doesn’t like. I want to know what he knows. Eat where he eats. I want to watch him each day and night as he finishes removing the last few articles of clothing from his body, exposing his fully nude body. Is it then that he feels the most vulnerable? Should I attack him then?

It was all too easy, I thought with a wide smile across my face. He had just gotten off duty and would probably be standing next to his bed getting ready to make love to his wife. As his wife watches him removing his uniform, I was busy cutting the main phone line into the house and then unlocking the side door leading into his garage. Walking silently into the dark garage, I find the door leading into the kitchen. There was no need for a light of any sort because I had been in his house many times before and easily knew where everything was located.

Suddenly there was a flash of a light being turned on, and the sound of a man’s voice broke through the quiet night air.

“Who’s there?” his deep voice shouted from the other side of the room.

I froze for a second, and then looked up to see it was my prey standing there in nothing but his boxers. For a man in his forties, he still looked really good and was in great psychical shape.

“Hey!” he shouted, “What are you doing in here?!?”

I reached into my pocket and pulled out a .38. “Don’t move or do anything crazy, and everyone will be just fine.”

Walking up behind him, I could see his lovely wife Susan wearing only an oversized nightshirt. “What’s going on James?” his wife said as she peaked over his right shoulder.

I quickly ordered them to put their hands up and to walk over to the middle of the now brightly lit dining room.

“What are you going to do to us?” Officer James asked with a shaken voice.
“Just go, we won’t say anything!!” his wife pleaded.

“Yeah sure, lady. Like I’m going to believe that,” I replied a bit skeptical. I had to do something to make sure that they never say anything to anybody. Suddenly a smile came across my face when I noticed a video camera sitting on the kitchen countertop. I turned the camera on and pointed it at both of them.

“Now, we’re all going to have some fun. Both of you take all your clothes off, now!!” I said pointing the camera at them with one hand and using the other to hold the gun in their direction.

They both looked at each other and then slowly removed the few clothes they had on. Even though they were both in their forties, they had kept themselves in good shape. She had dyed light blonde hair, fat tits, nice butt, and long slender legs. James had dark, short cut hair, with a trimmed beard and mustache, and was nicely muscled with just a slight paunchy belly hanging over a nice 7 inch limp cock.

“As you can tell, we have a problem here, I just can’t leave hoping you want come after me. You’ve seen my face and know who I am, so I can’t take the chance of going to jail. On the other hand, I don’t want to kill you, that’s just not my style. So, how can I be sure that you won’t try to come after me as soon as I leave here? Well, let just say I‘m going to take some rather explicit home movies of you two in action. After I leave, if the cops get called or you try to come after me personally, copies of this explicit home movie will be sent to every member of your church and a to all your family.”

“How dare you try something like that!” shouted Susan.

“Well, it’s either that, or I can just put a bullet in the back of your heads and silently walk away into the night,” I stated pointing the gun back and forth at each of their foreheads. “Take your choice!” I said with force.

They both looked at each other and realized that there was no way of getting out of being filmed.

“Let’s go into the other room and get more comfortable,” James stated trying to relax the situation.

We all walked slowly into the living room with me walking behind them, holding the gun at chest level, and the camera in my other hand.

“Where are you handcuffs?” I asked pointing the weapon at James forehead.

“In the other room, next to my uniform,” James said while trying to cover his private area with both hands when he noticed me staring at his limp cock.

I walked backwards into the room, keeping the gun pointed in their direction, and picked up two set of cuffs from a small table near the bed. I walked back into the living room and shoved James down on the sofa and roughly cuffed his hands behind his back, making sure that I had over tighten them. He winched in pain, but refused to complain about how tight they were. That made me smile. I liked men who could take a good dose of pain.

I flipped James over on the couch, and then ordered his wife to suck his cock until it was hard. I had fantasized, wrote about, and dreamed about being the one tasting his sweet juice on my lips. I wanted to touch myself as I watched Susan lowered her head into her husbands lap and take his soft cock into her mouth.

“Take him deeper into your throat,” I ordered.

Susan looked up at her husbands face with scared eyes, but quickly took him full into her mouth, causing her husband to moan out loud. I watched through the view finder on the camera as her head went up and down on his now semi-hard cock. I zoomed in on the pre-cum dripping from the tip of his cock when Susan pulled her mouth off his cock.

Heat was boiling up from deep inside my own cunt, and I could feel my underwear slowly getting wet.

“Play with your pussy,” I ordered Susan as she continued lapping at his sweet cock. Her hand quickly found her clit and began rubbing it around in little circles, making her moan as she swallowed the officers now fully erect cock. I zoomed the camera in again as I watched Susan spread her legs wider and insert her middle finger. James began breathing hard as his wife worked up and down his now fully hard cock.

My own slit was on fire and needed attention.

I sat the camera in the middle of the room on a chair, making sure the entire scene was still being filmed, and walked over to the sofa. I took the second set of cuffs and placed them tightly on his wife. Then I held onto the gun with one hand and with my other I removed all my lower clothing. I stood over him at gunpoint and ordered him to lick my pussy.

I could feel the heat of his breath close to my cunt and then warmth of his tongue snaked across my clit slowly, making me almost drop the gun.

I ordered Susan to continue sucking on his cock while he hungrily lapped at my sweet pussy juice. After a few minutes, I could tell officer James was ready to empty his load when he began aggressively sucking hard on my clit. Not wanting to waste the load in his wife’s mouth, I quickly pulled my cunt away and ordered his wife to stop.

I pointed the weapon at them as I slowly stepped over James and straddled his body. I position myself over his cock and slowly let it slide into my wet, aching pussy. James moaned out loud as my cunt wrapped around his cock snuggly. While I waited for my pussy to adjusted to his huge, thick cock, I ordered Susan to sit on the officers face. Without hesitation he began greedily lapping as his wife’s pussy.

He began thrusting his cock upward as I calmly sat on his cock watching him suck on his wife’s clit. Susan closed her eyes and spread her legs wider for officer James. I could see by the look in her eyes that she knew it was useless trying to resist having an orgasm. I watched as James pushed his face harder against his wife’s cunt. He nibbled, licked, and sucked on her harden clit. When she gave way and began to cum, James began thrusting his cock harder and deeper into my wet cunt. I could see him inhaling the aroma of the fresh pussy juice dripping down from his wife’s cunt.

Seeing this, I began matching his thrust as his hard cock went in and out of my throbbing cunt. James lapped at his wife’s cum that was dripping down from deep inside. I could feel the big head of his cock swell as it forced its way deeper into my tight cunt. James began increasing the pace of his strokes, bucking his hips upward fast and hard. He slammed his thick meat deep into my pussy walls and let loose a massive load of built up cum.

When he finished releasing his load, I pulled off him and ordered Susan to lick our mixed juices from his cock. I walk over and pick up the camera and begin zooming in on her cleaning his cock. As his cock begins to harden again, I see her squirming around, aching to be fucked.

Keeping my gun pointed at James, I order him to sit up while I move the cuffs to the front. He let’s out a sigh of relief when remove the tight cuffs from his red swollen wrist. I then removed Susan’s cuffs and placed them in front. I still wanted control, but I also wanted a good show.

“Remember now, don’t do anything crazy, or I might have to use this,” I said pointing the gun back and forth between him and Susan. “Now, I want a some good porn to watch for later, so you better do a good job and fuck her until I cum.”

I sat the camera on a side table and positioned so it could get a close up of the two fucking, while I sat on the sofa, holding the gun in one hand and playing with my pussy with my other hand. “I want to see some really nice deep doggy style, with lot’s of moaning. I want some really nice sound for later.”

Handcuffed in the front he slowly slid up behind her, grasped his cock and slid the tip up and down her opening until it gave way. I could just image how her pussy must have felt like a heated silk glove. He slid it all the way to the hilt and held it there as she moaned out loud. He withdrew it and slammed it hard back into her tight, wet cunt. She yelped out as he deliberately thrust forth hard with each stroke.

She began gasping and groaning with each thrust as her pussy gripped his thick cock. As I limply held the gun in their direction, I spread my legs wider and began massaged my clit. As he fucked her harder, I began shoving two fingers deep inside my cunt, digging out the sweet juice and rubbing it against my swollen clit. I needed more to achieve the orgasm that I wanted.

“I want you to fuck her in the ass,” I say waving the gun in their direction.

Susan begins to protest, but shuts up when James begins rubbing the head of his cock over her tight ass. I pick up the camera and zoom in at her facial expressions. I see the fear in her face, as he begins applying pressure to her tight virgin opening. I hear him whispering to her to relax as he uses her cum to lubricate her anal opening, and then he begins slowly sliding his thick shaft deep into her cavity. I can see by the look in his eyes that he has always wanted anal, but she had obviously refused in the past. Now, she was left with no choice. Either do as she was told or risk being shot.

I keep the camera focused on Susan’s face as she lets out a wild scream when her opening slowly gives way, and James is deep inside. My other hand releases the gun, and instead finds my warm, moist opening. As I watch through the camera, Susan let’s out screams of pain and pleasure as James slowly works his thick shaft in and out of her tight opening. He begins rocking her ass hard as she tries to steady her handcuffed body.

I cum hard as I try to steadily film Susan laying almost flat on her face. She cries out like a wild animal and begins thrashing back against his massive cock. James looks at me and sees that I’ve dropped the gun, but he doesn’t stop. Instead a big smile comes across his face and he begins grunting like an animal, thrusting hard into his wife’s ass. I can see her massaging her clit as James slams harder into her ass. She closes her eyes and cries out as she begins squirting cum from her drenched pussy. James roars out loud and gives one last hard thrust as he shoots his sweet load deep into his wife’s ass.

By the time they turn around, the only thing left behind is a set of handcuff keys. I am already gone out the side door with the camera in hand. It will be a wonderful trophy for later…. Hehe.

Having sexual fantasies is an absolutely normal, if not necessary, part of being a sexual being. It’s not having them that is aberrant.

If you want to enliven your next dinner party, bring out this question: what was the subject of your last sexual fantasy?

Forks and jaws might drop, but only because almost everyone in attendance will be recreating the scene last played in their head, or claiming that they don’t fantasize, or claiming to only fantasize about their partner. However, chances are everyone at the table (assuming you’re not dining at a senior center) has erotic and illicit fantasies, and does so on a normal basis. But rarely, if ever, do we want to talk about it.

Titillating Taboo

Sexually fantasies are something we rarely discuss, even among good friends. Our deepest sexual thoughts are often considered too weird, perverse, or just plain wrong to be shared amongst polite company; fantasizing might indicate there is something wrong with our relationships, or worse, ourselves. But research indicates that having sexual fantasies is an absolutely normal, if not necessary, part of being a sexual being. It’s not having them that is aberrant.

Large research studies indicate that almost everyone fantasizes and almost none of us talk about it. While researching his book, Who’s Been Sleeping in Your Head: The Secret World of Sexual Fantasies, Brett Kahr, a psychologist based in the UK, anonymously surveyed 18,000 people in Britain and America. He asked them questions about the frequency and content of their fantasies and found that nine out of ten people have sexual fantasies. What’s more, he believes the remaining tenth person has them too, but is too embarrassed to admit it.

Even those of us that admit to fantasizing are reluctant to discuss what it is that gets us going. Ninety-five percent of the research subjects had never detailed their fantasies to another person. While some fantasies might be better left undisclosed — such as revealing to a new partner that you think about an ex while having sex with him — we don’t even talk about our imaginative sexual escapades with friends. Erotic fantasy is taboo.

Wine Me, Dine Me, 69 Me

Many people suffer shame and guilt about the perverse nature of their fantasies, even though what we think of as “perverse” may actually be quite common. Though a typical and unremarkable fantasy for both men and women is dreaming about sex with their current partner, Kahr also found that bondage, incest, sadomasochism, and voyeurism are also part of the varied fantasy life of “normal” people.

Shame regarding sexual fantasies may stem from earlier notions about the role of fantasy in our lives. In the 1900s, some psychoanalysts interpreted “kinky” sexual fantasies as being caused by “kinky” desires or wishes. Strange fantasies were often treated as pathology.

But we now know that fantasies are no more pathologic than masturbation. They allow us to think about doing something we would never actually do, or about things we’ve done before and would like to do again. (An ex-flame, for instance.) They allow us to sleep with celebrities. (You and me, Robert Downey Jr., just you and me.) Furthermore, fantasy may help our sex lives by increasing desire and arousal; those who fantasize frequently also tend to have more sex. And cerebral foreplay has certainly helped millions (billions? trillions?) of masturbations end in success.

Safe Sex

Kahr also found that sometimes fantasy is a way of putting a positive spin on a negative childhood memory. For instance, he describes a happily married woman whose fantasies help turn memories of sexual abuse by an older brother into an arousing experience. In this way, fantasy can be a coping mechanism. However, even if you fantasize about abuse, it doesn’t necessarily mean you’re a survivor of abuse or want it to happen. Women may fantasize about being dominated by a stranger, but we are able to control every one of their actions. Our minds are a safe place to try new and risky deeds without ever getting hurt. In the book, Arousal: The Secret Logic of Sexual Fantasies, Michael Bader writes, “Safety is the concept that functions as the key to unlocking the meaning of our fantasies.” Being bound and gagged by a dominating partner may not seem safe, but somewhere in the unconscious, submission is desired.

All this is somewhat reassuring. Rather than feeling guilty about thinking about another person while having sex with your partner, we can see it as a way to help spice up the sex, without committing any transgressions. Just keep it in your head.

I was slowly taking my time strolling through the park, just minding my own business. My mind was lost in the thoughts of stressful day. My computer had crashed that morning, my son called to tell me he had lost his job, I had a flat tire on the way to the store, my boyfriend of over 2 years called to tell me he was moving out of state, and he was breaking up with me. I briefly considered jumping off the tallest building I could find, but decided it probably wouldn’t be high enough to actually kill me, and would only leave me in a more fucked up state than I was already in. So, instead I shrugged it all off, and went for a long walk in the park to help clear my mind.

I strolled past a tree lined area, where shrubbery grew tall alongside the path. It was completely dark, with only a hint of moonlight casting long eerie shadows. I heard nothing except for the loud sound of my feet rustling through the leaves, and the steady thumping of my heartbeat. I stop to listen and heard several frogs croaking in the direction of a small stream. In another direction I heard the twittering of a bird landing in it’s nest, and far off in the distance I heard the sounds of traffic steadily on the move. I walk a little farther along the path and stop again. This time I hear someone else’s footsteps not far ahead me, and realize I’m not the only one in the park on a late April night.

I began pondering the possibility that it could be a mugger, or a rapist, stalking me as their prey. But I had been to the park many times in the past and never had a problem, so I just continued on at my leisurely pace feeling safe in my surroundings.

As I rounded the curve in the pathway, just ahead of me I see a tall figure sit down on a bench. I think to myself, whoever it was, they must have been the one who was the source of the footsteps that I had heard. Like me, just some other lonely soul, out on a late night, looking for answers to all those why questions in life.

As I get closer, my eyes begin to focus in and I discovered the other person is a man, with dark hair, nicely dressed, but with a lonely look on his face.

“Hello,” I say politely as I start to pass.

“Well, hello there,” he’s says with a deep voice and wide smile across his face. His tone is warm, welcoming, and trusting.

I hesitate, but then I turn toward him, and instantly become interested in what I see. I look at him and smile as I toss back my long blonde hair over my shoulder. I look into his brown soft eyes, and I see his recent pain and sorrow. I study his deep facial features and determine he’s around my age of early 40’s.

“Nice evening for a walk,” I say starting up the conversation.

“Yes it is,” he says smiling again. He looks me over from head to toe, up and down, making me feel almost self conscious. I feel slightly embarrassed by the silence and the inspection, that I turn to go.

“You want to have some fun?” he ask, and reaches out for my hand. I begin to wonder who this stranger is, and why he was in the park so late at night.

“Fun?” I say. “What kind of fun?”

“You know the type of fun I’m talking about. The type of fun that you are always writing about on your blog,” he says with a naughty look in his eyes.

My heart begins to race and I wonder what the stranger has in mind as he gets up and approaches me.

“I’m the type of person who gets a thrill from doing naughty things in places where someone might just catch you in the act,” he says as he stands his 6’3” body up from the bench. He leans in towards me, standing mere inches from my face. I detect the odor of his cologne, and it instantly sends chills throughout my body as I inhaled the heavenly odor deeply.

As I stare into his face, his lips form the words, “I want to fuck you,” with a erotic soft grin. My eyes widen with a bit of shock, but at the same moment I felt a thrill shoot from my chest to down between my thighs.

As if suspecting I might be hesitant, he gently reached over, took my hand and placed it under his tee-shirt, allowing me to feel the rippling muscles in his chest. He then placed my other hand on his huge bulge in the front of his pants. His gorgeous body was irresistible feeling as I ran my hand over his bare chest. He then kissed me lightly on the lips and then trailed his tongue down over my neck, sending goose bumps down my spine. It was as if he knew everything about me, and all the things that turned me on. My mind and body began screaming that I had to have him deep inside me. I wanted to touch every part of his body, feel the blood pumping through his veins, and absorb the heat coming from his life force.

He took my soft breasts in his hands, and cupped them as he tauntingly squeezed my nipples.

“Who are you?” I asked. “And how do you know who I am? Are you in law enforcement?” I asked wondering if maybe he was just there to find out my true identity and arrest me for some crime.

He leaned back and laughed, “I’m just someone who came across your blog one day, and …let’s just say I find you extremely interesting. I did a little study of your blog and discovered when it was most likely that I would find you here. And I just felt compelled to meet you, so here I am.”

He pressed up against me and slid his hand up between my legs, caressing the outline of my vagina as he leaned in and kissed me softly. I felt myself sink deeper into his comforting body, as I continued to inhale deeply the aroma of his cologne.

My hand made its way back to his trousers, and feeling for the zipper I quickly opened the front of his pants and grasp his long, thick cock. He eagerly sucked on my tongue as I removed his throbbing cock from the confines of his pants. I knelt down on the pathway and took him fully into my mouth, smelling the cologne on his cock where he had oblivious touched himself after putting on the rich deep scent.

I licked him over and under, up and down, sucking on the head of his cock like a lollipop. He held onto the back of my hair as his cock went in and out of my warm wet mouth. I could tell he was getting weak in the knees as I manipulated his cock around in little circles. I let my teeth graze across him lightly, as my tongue teased the underside of the head. I pressed my face deep against him so I could get to his balls. He groaned out loud as my wet soft mouth nibbled lightly on his balls, then I took him fully into my mouth, letting him easily hit the back of my throat with his long thick cock.

I then stood up and he kissed my mouth deeply again. He grasped me roughly and pulled me tightly against his warm, strong body. He trailed his fingers lightly over my neck, down towards my chest and stuck his hand down the front of my shirt. He began teasing my nipples by pinching, tugging and caressing them between his fingers.

I was clinging to him as he moved me toward the shadows near a blanket laying on the ground. He buried his face into my neck, as his hands squeezed my tits. The warm fresh scent of his breath sent chills throughout my body. We both began moaning loudly as he slowly pushed me down towards the ground, removing my shirt as he did. He reached under my bra and pulled my breasts free as he eagerly took them one at a time into his hot mouth.

With my free hand I worked my pants and underwear down in one quick motion, allowing him free access to my moist opening. I almost came when he slid a finger across my clit and began massaging it in little short circles. I began to growl and moan like an animal the closer I came to cumming.

He pulled he pants down just far enough to fully expose his beautiful penis and nice firm ass. My nails begin to dig into his ass cheeks, as he began grinding his hips across my cunt, letting me feel his cock grow to full length. He spread my legs wide and slid the head of his cock into my opening, making me moan out loud. He then quickly began fucking me hard, slamming his cock full length in and out of my throbbing cunt. We sounded like wild animals fucking in the night air.

I turned around and had him lay flat on his back so I could ride him and have control of where his cock hit inside my pussy. I could tell he was enjoying the intense pleasure of me grinding on top of his cock. I undid the front of his shirt and slid my nails across his chest, which cause him to start pumping his cock up into my cunt. I worked his cock around and around in my pussy until it felt like my insides were on fire. I was close to cumming when he turned me around doggy style and pushed his cock deep inside my walls.

I let out loud screams of pleasure as he slammed his cock deep inside me with all the strength he had. Within minutes I started cumming hard, squeezing his cock deep inside my cunt. He grabbed my hips and pulled them back on his cock with every thrust, trying to go even deeper. The second time I began to cum, I screamed out loud enough to pierce the night, that I was sure someone had heard me and would come thinking I was being raped.

My cunt tightened around him as I came, he thrust a couple more hard times and then let loose what must have been a months build up of cum. I could feel it hitting the back wall of my pussy, filling me with his rich creamy love soup. The sensation was exquisite, and left me feeling drained. I slid my clothes quickly back on and collapsed in the arms of my stranger as he nuzzled my neck, and kissed me lightly.

I awoke to my face feeling wet from the beginning of the morning dew on the grass in the park. I shivered with a light chill. I sat up remembering my encounter and grinned to myself. I had never had such a wonderful experience in my life. I began to wonder if I had just fallen asleep and dreamed the whole incident. I drove back to my place and climbed into bed feeling suddenly more exhausted than I had felt in weeks.

When I woke up, the sun was shinning warmly on my face, but I also noticed my neck felt hot, liked maybe I had been burnt. I slowly pulled myself out of bed and headed for the bathroom. There I washed my face and saw the large hicky on my neck. I looked myself over and found the usual love marks, a broken nail or two, light bruises on the inside of both my thighs where he had held my legs open wide and fucked my cunt like it was the last time he would ever fuck. Then I felt my cunt, and knew it wasn’t just a dream. His love gravy was still leaking from inside my walls, soaking my panties. I took a long, hot soapy bath, and then got ready to head out the door. Maybe I’ll just go for another long walk in the park.

 Give me another man to fuck. Push me on all fours and take me from behind as I take his cock into my mouth. Wonder which cock I am enjoying more. Let him pin me down while you have your way with me. Switch up and see how much I can take.

Don’t fall in love with me. Fall in love with being with me. Enjoy the time, crave the connection. The sex can be slow and tender. Thoughtful and sugar sweet. The laughter and easy conversation part of the whole.

I want to spend time with you. Locked away from the world and the cares. To do naughty things in corners and on counters. To walk around naked and bare and fuck as I please. Wake me up with your hard cock demanding attention. Let me bring you breakfast in bed.

Take me to lakes where I can strip down and dive in. Take me to mountains where I can climb to the top after I’ve climbed into you. Take me home. Take me to bed. Let me take you to heaven.

Take control of me. Give me your trust and I will give you my submission. Tell me in a whisper or tell me in a growl. I don’t want choices. I don’t want you to hesitate. Know what I need. Give me what you’ve got. My ass rubbing against your crotch and your hands full of my tits. Skin and soul exposed and offered up.