Source: A Nawty Mouz

Source: Femme Fatale

I turned my attention to his lips as his hands fumbled harshly with my thin panties, trying to rip them off. I slipped them off and over my little feet, the cooled air of the A/C touching my most heated and needy flesh. My wet lips touched his as I slipped my knee over his hips, straddling him, my skin stroking his as I feel into position, his cock teasing the cheek of my ass. His hands came down in a few resounding spanks before his strong hands harshly gripped both cheeks, his strength turning me on as he manipulated my flesh.

I slid my hips down, the glistening lips of my wet kitten touching the flaming tip of his cock. I slid back m hips farther, inviting him inside of me as a wicked moan poured forth from my lips, my throat, my whole body. I rode him gently at first, feeling each stroke of his cock inside of me before my wetness grew like a wave, both of us feeling and welcoming the sudden extra lubrication.

I then rode him hard, my hand gripping his shirt tightly to keep myself astride. The deepness of his cock overwhelmed me as his first orgasm rounded out harshly after I begged him to come inside of me. We laid like that, my body collapsed over his, my hair wild and lying out on the pillows as we tried to reclaim our breath.

As I sat up, I realized, his cock was still as hard as it had been fore he had come. What an opportunity for me, my mind clicked in its needs for satisfaction. And though gadget can go as long as I want him and need him to, I love for him to keep his hard on so I can give him as many orgasms as possible in one night, its nearly like a game, the most orgasms wins.

My lips went softly to the head of his cock, stroking it to an even more hard state, my fingertips lightly grazing his balls as his moans filled my ears. I plopped once more on top of him and once his cock was deeply inside of me, I couldn't contain my moaning and I rode him as hard as I could, the bed shaking and creaking on its little wheels against the tile floor. I begged him to come as I rode harder and harder, breaking frequently for the intensity of it. I leaned forward over his chest, my breasts in his face as I slid him in an out slowly. His face tightened as I clung to his shoulders, his cock shuddering inside of me as he came a second time. I giggled and panted, once again lying on top of him, his hands stroking my slightly damp back.

I ripped off my t shirt and surveyed a sight I couldn't believe: gadget's cock was as hard as ever, even after two orgasms. My hungry lips went again to his cock in effort to stroke it gently to rock hardness to one again slide him deep inside of me. I shuddered as I slide down roughly on his cock, my moans streaking against my ears and I rocked back and forth, nearly drained of energy. Moment later my lack of energy buffeted me towards concession as I slid off to watch him come against my thigh.

I laid with him and fell near sleep, my thoughts soft and prodding as the sweat on my skin cooled and left me. My inner beast had wreaked havoc that night as a smile buffeted my lips.

Source: Bad Bad Girl

Bending over the edge of the bed, I reached over and stroked her forehead and ran my hands thru her long blonde hair. Her eyes opened and she was startled for a second. He looked up at me, and then continued to tongue her pussy. I smiled at her and continued to stroke her hair and her face. Something in her eyes recognized me too. Perhaps she knew who I was from my description also. Her hands moved up towards me and she pulled me down towards her mouth. Her lips were soft and warm. Wet. Our tongues met and rubbed against each other. I always loved kissing women. They are so much softer and gentler. I moaned gently into her mouth and reach over her to massage one of her breasts. They were firm, but soft and full. Her skin was flushed and her soft pink nipples were getting darker from her excitement. I could have kissed her forever. She was so soft and passionate. She moaned into my mouth and sucked on to my tongue. Her excitement was growing further and I could tell by her quickened breathing and her lips quivering beneath mine that she was getting ready to cum.

He was watching us kiss. I threw him a naughty smile and moved away from her hot mouth. I put one of her hard nipples in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. Her skin was warm and damp- I could smell him on her skin. It increased my own excitement. My pussy was starting to ache from the feel of her nipples tickling my tongue. When our eyes met again, he had slowed his tongue and now lapped her pussy- slowing her orgasm. It was a sweet torture that would pay off later. She moaned a soft whine at the descent. It was unfair, but I knew what he was doing. He was wicked and deliberate. Moving along side of her my lips moved moved lower on her body, kissing her skin and licking the taste of sweat and sex off of her soft stomach. She gasped as I moved lower and licked the smooth shaved mound above her pussy. I could smell her excitement mixed with the scent of his cologne and his cock that had been filling her pussy when I arrived. I could smell him all over her and it filled my senses. Our tongues met at the tip of her clit. Both our tongues flicking her hard little bud as she squirmed below me.

My tongue was soft and flat over her clit as I took over the task at hand. He sat back and pushed a finger into her cunt. He pulled it out and gave it to me to suck on. Her juice was warm and thick. Like sex should be. He fingered her slowly while I felt her hard nub push against my tongue. I gently sucked at her pussy, tasting her sweet juice, kissing gently and applying soft short strokes to her clit. It didn't take long for me to get her back to her plateau. Relatively inexperienced at licking pussy, I moved over her in ways that I fantasize about. Circling her bud with my tongue slowly, finding the sensitive side. Stroking with the flat tip of my tongue, surrounding her clit but applying some pressure to her hot spot. Her hands moved to my head, signaling how close she was. She buried her fingers in my hair and pushed her slick cunt into my face. She was so hot, so ready. Rubbing my tongue back and forth, applying friction and connecting to her center. I could feel him pressing his fingers against her g-spot, rubbing in circles, and drawing his finger towards himself as if to pull her orgasm from her. Her legs started to quiver beneath us as I kept my same movement. Soft pressure, and gentle friction as she instinctively skidded her sex against my tongue. I was hungry to taste her sweet juices. To give her release.

Source: Ambient Storm

Garters, hosiery, bra.... and I'm bent over the dresser with him fucking me from behind. No time to put on the requisite black dress. Or shoes. I lean over and spread my legs as far as I can, standing on tip toes to allow him his perfect target. He thrusts into me hard and I grip the edge of the dresser for balance. His hands pull my hips into him, his balls slapping hard against my clit.

And then he is pushing me off of him and I am pushing him onto the bed, dropping to my knees and taking his glistening cock into my mouth. Licking my juices off in a fevered pace, pulling precum to the head, bending it forward at an angle to make it perfect to suck all the juice out of his glorious cock.

I stop long enough to put on my dress and am going for the heels when I hear his low growl.

"Get on the bed."

He is standing naked, his hard cock in his fist. Stroking it hard enough to have created so much precum you can hear it across the room. The sound makes my mouth water. Literally. I begin licking my lips as I watch his flying fist.

I scramble to the bed on my hands and knees. I know that is the position he wants me in, otherwise he would have said lie down, right? Right.

Then he is behind me and I am actually fucking back against him, as he guides me with one hand on the front of my thigh and the fingers of his other hand pulling gently on my ring and dancing lightly on the head of my clit. I buck back against him and then I feel it.

Source: The Butterfly Temptress


"Go get some. Butter or vegetable oil, I don't care. I'm going to fuck your ass."

I didn't believe him until he swatted me on the ass. Then I dressed in my pajama shirt and went to the kitchen. It was quiet as a tomb and I was sure that Mama would appear any minute and ask what I was doing with my hand in her butter bowl. I scooped a rather large amount onto a paper towel then scampered back to our room. For the love of God, I knew right then and there that I was going to hell.

Not only was I about to fornicate in my parents house, I was unmarried. To top it all off, I was about to have unmarried butt sex in my parents house. Now you tell me how the world I was going to answer for that on Judgment Day?

He kissed me full on the mouth and took the paper towel from my hand. My cunt was dripping wet and I wanted him more than ever. I needed him.

He urged me onto all fours and situated himself between my legs. I felt the slippery coolness of the Blue Bonnet at my opening as he fingered my ass. Doing something so shameless made me hotter than I'd been in a long time and he knew it. His breathing was as erratic as mine and I knew that once he had his beautifully buttered cock in my ass he would fill me to overflowing in no time.

With minimal thrusting his cock was in me. Though it was odd, the knowledge that I was having buttered butt sex, it was more comfortable than anal sex had ever been. I felt every twitch, every pulse of him as he worked his manhood in and out of me.

In a matter of seconds we were both on the edge. I felt his slippery fingers slide against my clit and my cunt began to milk his cock in earnest. Moments later he came harder than I can ever remember him coming before.

He laid beside me as I cleaned his now relaxed cock. My body was on fire and my heart was full of love for the man who had just once again helped me check off yet another item on my "To Do Before I Die" list. As he pulled me onto his chest and we drifted off to sleep I couldn't help but wonder how many other people had intimate and literal knowledge of being buttered up.

Source: The Kristen Archive

Source: Gently Gently

A groan escaped her lips and her fingers became entwined in his hair, pulling him closer to her pouting pussy lips and guiding him into her pulsing clit.

His tongue worked miracles, moving up and down her pussy lips, paying attention to her clit and clit hood, driving her to orgasm. It didn't take as long as he'd though, she must have been really turned on.

"Have you been masturbating at your desk?" he questioned her as she started to smooth her clothing back into place.

"Of course," she confessed, she wasn't even ashamed.

"Maybe it's time you were disciplined." He said and quickly pulled her skirt up around her hips, pushing her over the table and sliding his pants down around his ankles.

She grasped the table in anticipation of being entered and he quickly did just that, Sliding his rock hard cock between her wet lips and pushing hard so his balls slapped against her.

A few short thrusts later and she lost her fight to stay bent over the table and was gripping it's edges to try and stop herself from falling over it. There was no way she could push back, he was hammering her from behind, the only sounds his grunts and his balls slapping into her.

His climax grew quite quickly and within minutes he was filling her with his hot Cum.

As they stood she looked quite dishevelled.