Sultry Passions, Sinful Desires Part 16

Night of My Life.

I was finis.h.i.+ng my fifth and final year of college when it happened. My fraternity was having one last party to end the year with a big bang. Having just broken up with my girlfriend of a year (which is quite a while in college), I didn't expect much. Nevertheless, I was not about to deny a good thing if it came my way.

At the party, I did all the usual things: drink heavily, dance hard, and be my usual drunk-idiot self. It was a great way to finish off a formidable college career.

The party was coming to a close when out of the blue, I felt a pair of hands come from behind and cover my eyes. They were soft and warm and definitely those of a woman. After two or three incorrect guesses, I turned around to see Charlene, a girl I hadn't seen in months. She had the body of a gymnast: small round b.r.e.a.s.t.s, firm legs, and the tightest a.s.s I had ever seen. Charlene was more of an acquaintance than anything else but I was more than glad to see her. That night, she had a glow in her eyes that told she wanted more than casual banter.

We danced with the familiarity of old partners. She pulled her body close to mine and slid down my torso, all the while keeping pressure on my rapidly rising c.o.c.k. It became increasingly difficult to hide my raging hard-on so I decided to just go with it. I turned her around and bent her over right there on the dance floor. She rubbed her a.s.s up and down my p.r.i.c.k until I couldn't take it any longer. Before I could say anything, she asked me, "Did you drive here?" When I told her no, she quickly grabbed me by the arm and led me out the door to her car. Turning around to catch my friends' reactions, I only saw thumbs-up and big smiles. I knew I was in for quite a night.

She drove to my off-campus house and pulled up to the curb. I turned to ask her in but she was already outside the car closing the door. She actually beat me to the door of my house!

I let her in and asked her if she'd like a drink. In one split second, she answered with a definitive "No!" and shoved her tongue down my throat. She was like an animal with a crazed look in her eye. She immediately started taking my clothes off. She ripped my s.h.i.+rt off my body and had my shorts at my ankles. My hard-on was now poking through my boxers. I couldn't believe all this was happening to me!

I somehow managed to ask her if she wanted to go upstairs to my bedroom. Between slurps of my tongue, she breathily answered yes. Once in my room, I went for the light but she stopped me, saying, "We don't need lights for this."

She surprised me by falling to her knees and yanking my boxers off like they were on fire. She took my entire c.o.c.k in her mouth in one smooth motion. I had had a number of b.l.o.w.j.o.bs in the past, but from the first lick, I knew this one would top them all. She greedily sucked my big hard-on and began to slide up and down on it like a popsicle, all the while stroking it with one hand. Her other hand was now tickling and fondling my b.a.l.l.s.

I could feel the pressure inside my c.o.c.k building to a frenzy. Suddenly, as I was just about to come, she stopped. She stood up and from the big smile on her face, I knew it was time for me to go to work.

I slowly and deliberately slid her s.h.i.+rt over her head and kissed her neck and shoulders. She undid her bra for me and I worked my way down to her firm, round b.r.e.a.s.t.s. I slowly licked around one of her nipples and gently rubbed the other between my thumb and forefinger. She began to moan softly, telling me how wonderful it felt. I gently blew on her now-moist nipple, which made her writhe with pleasure. As I sucked on a nipple, I would tickle and caress the other with my hand.

I reached down to unb.u.t.ton her jeans. She eagerly kicked her jeans across the room and turned around in front of me. As she bent over, her thonged a.s.s staring me in the face, I began to lick and suck on her a.s.scheeks. I slid my tongue along the insides of her thighs. I slowly pulled the thong down her legs and again started to lick her a.s.s and thighs, occasionally brus.h.i.+ng my lips across the lips of her wet p.u.s.s.y.

I then dove into her p.u.s.s.y, taking in the musky scent, and f.u.c.ked her with my tongue. She was bent over with her hands on her knees and her a.s.s sticking out for me to love. She was bucking around so hard, I could hardly keep up. I continued licking her moist p.u.s.s.y lips and plunging in with my tongue.

I inserted two fingers into her p.u.s.s.y and began to rotate them in tiny circles. As I licked her puckered little a.s.s-hole, she lost all control and slid into an earth-shattering o.r.g.a.s.m. Her whole body shook and I had to fight to keep going. Her p.u.s.s.y clamped down on my soaked fingers and her a.s.scheeks tightened around my tongue and lips.

When she came back down from heaven, I quickly realized that she wasn't even close to finished. She forcefully pushed me back down onto my bed and crawled on hands and knees to meet me. She immediately engulfed my raging c.o.c.k and slurped and sucked until I was on the verge once again. I was so hot that I thought I would explode.

She pulled her head up off my c.o.c.k, flashed a s.e.xy smile I will never forget, and licked her finger until it was dripping with her saliva. She then dove down on my c.o.c.k again and slid her finger under my b.a.l.l.s and down the cleft of my a.s.s. She spread my legs apart and gently pushed her finger into my a.s.s. Having never experienced this before, I was taken by surprise. I hesitated for a second but it felt so good I let her continue finger-f.u.c.king my virgin a.s.s.

She sloppily sucked my c.o.c.k, stroking it with one hand and probing my a.s.s with the other. Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer and shot a huge load of come into her mouth. She continued to suck my d.i.c.k for what seemed like an eternity. She swallowed everything I had to give and still wanted more.

She kept a tight grip on my c.o.c.k and came up next to me on the bed. We lay together, exchanging kisses and caresses. My c.o.c.k never got soft; a couple of minutes had not yet pa.s.sed when she hopped up and planted herself right down on my slippery p.r.i.c.k.

Facing me, she leaned back, supporting herself with her arms. She quickened the pace and slid up and down on my c.o.c.k like a piston. She threw her head back and enjoyed everything I had to give her. Like a wild horse, she thrashed around, rotating her p.u.s.s.y on my p.r.i.c.k while riding up and down at the same time.

She pulled herself forward and looked me straight in the eyes. With a little smirk, she said, "Do you think you can roll and still stay in me?" I should preface this by telling you that I only had a twin bed at the time. I nodded my affirmation and we rolled together right off the side of the bed. To our surprise, my c.o.c.k never left her p.u.s.s.y and we never missed a beat. I was now firing my manhood into her with intensity and vigor. Her p.u.s.s.y was making loud slurping sounds and that only made me go faster. She brought her p.u.s.s.y up to meet me at every thrust.

Suddenly, she thrust back with such force that I was propelled to the other side of the bedroom. My first thought was that I had hurt her or done something very wrong. But when I looked up, she was back on the bed on her hands and knees with her beautiful, wet p.u.s.s.y staring me in the face.

In one smooth motion, I jumped back on the bed and inserted my glistening p.r.i.c.k into her love-tunnel. She backed her a.s.s all the way up until it hit my body with a slap. I started f.u.c.king her as fast and powerfully as I could. She would buck her a.s.s up and down along with my motions. I managed to keep going for such a long time that I even impressed myself. I brought one hand up, licked a finger, and started to tickle her a.s.shole. She loved every second of it and rode me for a good half hour more.

I did my best to control myself, but it was too much to handle. Just before I let go, I pulled my c.o.c.k out of her pulsating p.u.s.s.y and shot a white stream of come up and down the crack of her a.s.s. I sprayed my love juice all over her a.s.s and then quickly shoved my p.r.i.c.k back in her p.u.s.s.y.

Well, this was too much for her to deal with and her p.u.s.s.y clamped down on my c.o.c.k and she exploded in another mind-blowing o.r.g.a.s.m. Her body shuddered for minutes until we both collapsed, sweating and panting.

We talked for the rest of the night, lying together with my c.o.c.k between us, pressed against her p.u.s.s.y. I told her how I had always had thoughts of having s.e.x with her. Her only response: "I know."

She left in the morning and I graduated from college the next day. I never saw or heard from her again. Charlene, if you're reading this, thanks for the best night of my life.

-N.B., Detroit, Michgan.

The Last f.u.c.k.

The night was warm and muggy and I was getting ready for a night out with the girls. It was getting late and the excitement that was stirring up in me was getting the best of me. I couldn't concentrate. I was so h.o.r.n.y, the juices inside of me were pouring out. I kept thinking about the arrogant b.a.s.t.a.r.d that I would be seeing. Ours was a love-hate relations.h.i.+p: I loved him and he hated me; and the more he hated me, the more I had to have him.

Tyler was a tall dark stud with long hair that was always neatly tied back. I found this to be absolutely irritating, for it portrayed his character more accurately than he could imagine: uptight and always in control. I, on the other hand, was carefree and crazy.

Our personalities didn't quite suit each other but when it came to the s.e.x, there was no mistaking the connection that kept us going back for more. Although he would deny wanting me, I knew that he-like myself-could not resist the thought of my mouth around his big hard pulsing c.o.c.k, and later, my warm p.u.s.s.y dripping all over it as I called him to f.u.c.k me harder and faster. We would f.u.c.k to a rhythmic beat till we both reached an exhilarating climax.

I couldn't help but think of our last encounter. I had walked into the bar and had known I would have him that evening-there was no doubt in my mind. He escorted me to my seat, for that was his occupation: professional table seater. Fortunately, I was never a materialistic woman.

I could smell his male scent lingering in the air. Before he left the table, I reached over and grabbed his manhood as a preliminary reminder of what I was expecting later that evening.

By the end of the evening, we both gave in to our heated pa.s.sion. We snuck away to a coat check room momentarily not in use. He asked what I wanted and I replied, "You know." He said, "No, blow me." So I unzipped his pants to unleash his already semihard c.o.c.k. I started sucking, slowly licking up and down the shaft, then gradually increasing speed and strength till he was totally erect and on the verge of coming.

I stopped and he looked at me with a boyish grin and said, "See, you couldn't even make me come," knowing very well it wasn't true. I responded with, "You know I could. I just didn't want you to." I got up, pulled down my pants, and slid my already warm wet aching c.u.n.t over his c.o.c.k, moaning as he gripped my t.i.ts.

The excitement of knowing we could be discovered at any time by an unsuspecting pa.s.serby and the heat between us were intense. He was moving in and out of me. I could feel his heavy breathing along the side of my neck while I asked him for more. We f.u.c.ked like that till we could no longer control our emotions and the heat brought us to a mind-blowing o.r.g.a.s.m.

Well, that was the past. Today would be different: It was my birthday and I intended on having him one last time.

I was almost ready to go, looking quite s.e.xy, if I had to say so myself. The skintight minidress I was wearing showed off my long slender legs, which I find to be one of my better features. I wore heels that were high enough to enhance my calf muscles without making me look too trashy. I wore my hair down, letting the long curls hang loose the way I knew he always liked it.

I decided I would get a hotel room for later that evening. It was not quite the Marriott-hey, who am I fooling? It was a hole-but it provided the privacy and setting I would need to make our last encounter a memorable one. It was a place where I could have my way with him and we would be free to experiment.

I met the girls at the bar. I did not ask for a seat this time-I knew I wouldn't need it. I saw him standing across the room. I smiled. My stomach was quivering with excitement. If only he knew what I had in store.

I knew I had to lure him into the room: I would tell him I had to show him something-the something being this story I'm writing-and that it would be totally platonic. See, there's one thing I failed to mention: he has a girlfriend, Liza. (She's not quite in the same league as myself but I would never tell him that.) He seemed to feel obligated to her in spite of the fact that one time more or less with me would not make a difference to her, or anyone else for that matter.

He walked by me and wished me a happy birthday. I thanked him politely and bought him a drink. I told him that I had to show him something important and he fell for it.

He met me in the room. I showed him the story and he started reading it. As he read, I slowly undressed in front of him, leaving only my heels on. My nipples were erect but I was not quite sure if it was from the excitement or the cold. The story was not quite finished at the time and when he finished reading, he looked up at me blankly.

"I need an ending for my story and was hoping you would help me out," I told him. All he could say was that I was crazy. I slowly started to undo his s.h.i.+rt, pus.h.i.+ng him down against the bed, sucking and licking his nipples. He hesitated at first but I knew he was just as anxious to put an ending to this story as I was.

Slowly, I unzipped his pants to reveal his manhood. I teased him by licking all around his d.i.c.k but avoided any direct contact. I started fondling myself in front of him, fingering myself and letting my juices flow over my fingers, then slowly rubbing them on his lips.

He resisted, but one taste of my juices and I knew he would stay for more. I positioned myself for a 69. I could feel his tongue darting around inside me, licking up every last drop of come I had left to offer, and his teeth nibbling my p.u.s.s.y lips and driving me wild.

I grabbed my gla.s.s of sambuca and slowly drizzled it over his c.o.c.k as I licked and sucked on it. I could tell by the look in his eye that the heat of the alcohol was driving him mad.

He was on the verge of coming, so to prolong his erection and to hold him back, I slid ice up and down his shaft. At that point, I knew that he was dying to f.u.c.k me. With one quick move, he was on top of me.

"Are you ready for my c.o.c.k?" he asked.

"I always am," I readily replied.

With one sharp plunge he drove his rock-hard c.o.c.k into me, sending a s.h.i.+ver of excitement and relief through my entire body. With every thrust of his p.e.n.i.s, my p.u.s.s.y responded with intense throbbing. Simultaneously, his tongue would swirl around my nipples and his teeth would softly tease the tips. He worked his way back and forth, giving each breast equal amounts of attention and pleasure.

I could feel his hands exploring every curve of my nakedness, finding their way to my hard b.u.t.tocks and grabbing firmly, grinding deeper and deeper into my pulsating c.u.n.t, preparing me for that one last sharp plunge that would send us both moaning and groaning into erotic ecstasy.

When we had both come, I got up off the bed and dressed. I grabbed the story and told him: "Thanks for a dynamite ending."

I still see him at the bar whenever I go out with my girlfriends. He is no longer with Liza but I'll tell you this: We may still have a love-hate relations.h.i.+p, but the tables have turned.

-N.M., Palm Beach, Florida.

The Art of Seduction.

I stood with one leg propped on the side of the bed waiting for David to enter the room. I was dressed in a black low-cut leather corset that ties in the back, a thong, fishnet stockings, and six-inch black-leather thigh-high stiletto boots.

The room was lit with vanilla-scented candles and all my equipment was at the bedside for easy access: oils, various foods, ice, feathers, and d.i.l.d.os of all sizes. The wine was chilling in the decanter and I was slowly putting my pinkish-purple lips on a wine gla.s.s in antic.i.p.ation.

The door slowly opened and David glanced into the room. As he strolled in, he looked around and a grin began to form on his face. I poured him a gla.s.s of wine and slinked over to him seductively. Everything was perfect. I sat at the edge of the bed with my legs apart and began stroking my p.u.s.s.y as he watched with desire, drinking his wine. I wanted to tease him just a little bit-I find that erotic.

He finished his drink but wanted to be filled with something other than wine. He came over to me. I began to slowly undress him, starting with his jeans and then his s.h.i.+rt. Slowly coming to my feet, I started to give him soft kisses all over his face and neck. As I nibbled on his ears and ran my fingers through his hair, he began to moan. I moved from side to side as I traveled down. I tasted every inch of him. I was getting wet with desire and excitement.

He put his hands in my long curly mane and guided me to where he wanted me to go, softly calling out my name over and over again. Before I got to his c.o.c.k, I had him lie down on the bed. I began to lick him all the way down to his c.o.c.k.

With the shaft of his c.o.c.k in my hand, I moved my tongue in circular motions around the head. I then put his member in my mouth and began to suck on it, moving my head back and forth. His c.o.c.k began to get rock-hard as I took him deep down my throat. He wanted desperately to come, but I would not let him.

"Are you hungry?" I asked. I put half of a banana up my v.a.g.i.n.a and left a little bit sticking out. I squatted over David's face and he began to eat. The banana was gone in no time and David was stroking my p.u.s.s.y with his tongue. Oh, G.o.d, it felt so good! I rocked my hips over his face and moaned in ecstasy.

We changed positions and I bent over with my a.s.s up in the air. David put his large, stiff c.o.c.k into me doggie-style (our favorite position). He lubricated my a.s.s with gel and slid a slender vibrating a.n.a.l probe into me.

We both were moaning loudly and about to go over the edge. He removed the probe, grabbed my a.s.s with both hands, and began to f.u.c.k me really hard. We were f.u.c.king each other like wild animals.

Then it was my turn to be in charge. I straddled him. David was lying underneath me with his c.o.c.k still hard as a rock. I teased him by putting a t.i.t in his mouth. As he circled the nipple with his tongue and suckled it, I pulled away and then lowered the other t.i.t for him to suck.

On my knees, I began to rub my p.u.s.s.y with my fingers. He loved watching me touch myself. He stroked his c.o.c.k while watching me. That turned me on. He couldn't stand it any longer so he grabbed my hips and entered me with a hard thrust. He grabbed my a.s.s and moved me back and forth, the tempo getting faster and harder.

We were both beginning to come. I quickly came and he pulled out. I sat back and he went on his knees in a flash. He stroked his c.o.c.k and squirted his come into my open mouth.

After we cleaned up, I poured each of us another gla.s.s of dry white wine. We both slipped into a warm bubble bath in the Jacuzzi. To end the evening, I gave my lover a lingering slow French kiss and whispered a soft "I love you" into his ear.

-R.H., Cincinatti, Ohio.

Girl-Come.

I don't know what it is, but my boyfriend does things that make me feel like I've never felt before.

I am a thirty-four-year-old and have had a few partners before, but there is something very different about Jim. We have been together for two years and even when we are not having s.e.x, I can just look at him and funny things happen to me. My nipples get erect, my p.u.s.s.y gets wet, and I just want to drop to my knees and suck my Jim dry.

I need to tell you about this very strange and wonderful experience we had together. One day, as we were getting ready to go to my brother's for dinner, Jim started caressing me gently with his hands. I could see his hard c.o.c.k in the mirror and was so turned on. I wanted to suck him immediately, but before I could make a move, he threw me back, spread my legs, and started licking and kissing and sucking my c.l.i.t.

In a short time I was overcome with pleasure and had a great o.r.g.a.s.m. But that was just the beginning. I kept begging for his c.o.c.k but he kept saying, "Not yet. You can have my c.o.c.k later if you're a good girl."

Meanwhile, his mouth kept clamping down on my c.l.i.t and I could feel his tongue darting in and out of my p.u.s.s.y. While he was doing that, I could feel his fingers pressed against my a.s.s. He had my a.s.scheeks spread wide. All of a sudden I felt him stick a finger all the way up inside of my hole.

That sensation just completely took control of my body. I felt myself beginning to shudder with pleasure. I started to come and could not stop. In a loud voice I told him, "I've got to come again!"

Jim kept stroking me and said, "It's okay, baby. Just relax and come."

I must have had three o.r.g.a.s.ms, one right after the other. I had never felt this way before. My heart was racing. I was sweating but still I had this feeling I might need to come again.

This feeling was just not going away. In a hot and bothered way, I was a little concerned because before I met Jim, it was very hard for me to even come once. Sometimes I could not come at all, no matter how hard I tried. Now with my Jim, I was coming before we even had s.e.x!

So anyway, I started sucking my baby's b.a.l.l.s and his thick hard c.o.c.k. Before long he was sucking and licking me again. Finally he entered my very hot, wet p.u.s.s.y. As he f.u.c.ked me, I watched his d.i.c.k slamming me hard and deep.

It felt so good that I had to throw my head back as I reeled from the pleasure. He just kept pounding me so forcefully that waves of chills came over me. He held the back of my head and sucked my neck. The sweet smell of s.e.x and the sound of my loud moans filled the room.

Suddenly Jim gave out a loud groan, pulled out of my c.u.n.t, and sprayed his hot steamy come all over my belly. Suddenly my body tensed up and I felt my body going totally out of control. The force of these new sensations took everything out of me.

Jim put his arms around me. As my body relaxed, Jim said, "Honey, I think my girl just had an accident."

I just said, "Oh," because at that moment I was too weak to say anything else.

The liquid I had just expelled from my p.u.s.s.y felt strange: it was very hot, thick and sticky. There was so much of it! We think because I came so hard and so many times, my body started squirting out come the same way a man does.

It felt totally different from any o.r.g.a.s.m I had ever had in my life! The memories of that day still linger in my mind.

-G.C., New Orleans, Louisiana.