against

pinned against the wall

nearly collapsing from the orgasm he had just given her

he had held her hands to her sides while his mouth, his tongue, his lips took possession of her

she came once, and as she did, he licked more intensely and she screamed -- he kept her going, and her 2nd explosion was more intense than he had remembered ever causing

she was exhausted, her skin covered in beads of sweat

and yet he held her up

against the wall

his weight pressed into her limp body, his hands held her arms over her head

his cock was relentless

abusing her pussy with long, quick strokes

after one especially jarring thrust, he stayed there

let his hands down to her waist and pinned her to the wall with his throbbing cock

grinding into her

he held her in place with his strong arms and his cock found her ass

her wetness provided a bit of lube, but she wasn't ready

he pierced her anus

his head popped in and she tried to scream, but couldn't muster much of anything

she gave in

she was his for his using

and use her he did

her tight ass clenched his cock violently

he took long, slow, deliberate strokes

deep strokes

she was his

she felt her body tense again... she couldn't stop it

she was cumming hard

he plunged once more inside her ass... deep inside

and held her there as she came, as he came ... shooting his hot load into her depths

she was his

The Encounter

She told him where to meet her and then logged off.

she wore dark jeans and a pink baby doll shirt that accentuated her curves -- her perky young breasts created delicious cleavage that he would notice right away.

a single spray of her favorite scent and she was off.

he pulled up to the edge of campus and parked where she had mentioned in the email.

He was 12 years older than she was - and he was married. He had never done anything like this before, but her picture had tempted him and their email exchange had been fun.

She knocked on the window.

They exchanged greetings and she got in the car.

He enjoyed her petite figure, looking at how her body filled out the tight jeans nicely.

he was nervous, but excited -- and horny as hell.

they got to the hotel and walked to the room he had gotten.

she sat on the bed and he took off his dress shirt.

he sat next to her and they talked for a bit more

then he leaned in to kiss, and she responded... and when their mouths met, it was electric. she gave in to him and his desire took over.

his hands were all over her body and her shirt came over her head.

her skin was dark, warm, inviting

he wanted her

she pulled his t-shirt up over his head and he could feel his cock throbbing hard against boxers and khakis.

her cool hands rubbed against his hard, warm chest... she felt herself getting wet --

his hands caressed her breasts and then removed her bra... his mouth could no longer resist

he bit her shoulder, lips sucking deeply into warm flesh

teased her neck as his strong hands grabbed her breasts... and his tongue flicked her rock hard nipples

while his mouth worked her breasts, her neck, her shoulders

his hands unzipped jeans, and fingers discovered wetness under her thong

she pushed him back, began kissing his chest

he unzipped his pants and stood up ... pushed her down to a kneel

he pulled his aching cock from his boxers and she looked up at it, looked up at him... and just smiled...

her small hand grabbed his massive member and began stroking as her tongue teasingly flicked against his head

she took his full length into her mouth, using her hand to anchor at his base

she sucked slowly, softly ... then stronger, more forceful

she felt him tensing up

and as he exploded, she swallowed every drop

he didn't miss a beat as he urged her onto the bed

he told her to get on all fours, and she did

his tongue traced a line down her back, down her spine ... and he tasted her ass... teased her opening with his tongue as she giggled ... as his finger penetrated her ass, she let out a soft moan, then a second, and a sigh escaped her lips ... he fingered her ass for a bit, rocked her body back and forth

she felt his hot cock against the back of her thigh

felt him pushing into her flesh

his cock penetrated her pussy ... he pushed hard, pushed deep, and she screamed... his fingers never left her ass and she was being fucked and fucked hard

the pleasure was all his

he was using her, using her body to meet his need and his fucking was angry, was hungry

she rocked beneath his weight, totally out of control

his cock stretched her, kept her open

his hand reached for her hair, pulled it, pulled her back to him... forced her even further down his cock, forced her to fuck him...

he felt her tense up and she felt a "slap" ... "slap" ... as he spanked her once, twice, again

he was spanking her ass in rhythm to his fucking and she was cumming and cumming hard

as her orgasm clinched his cock, he felt his own orgasm coming on

he pulled out of her... and stroked himself to finish

cumming on her ass...

she collapsed on the bed

and he began licking his semen from her dark brown skin

she looked at the clock and realized she needed to leave

the encounter was over

they dressed and he took her back to the parking lot near her dorm

they agreed to meet again ... "sometime"

have i mentioned?

that i absolutely LOVE licking a nice, warm, delicious pussy?

that the thought of it causes me to unzip my jeans at my desk

ease my hand below the waistband of my boxer briefs

feel my semi-rigid member grow

that at night, no one's there

and the thought of my mouth buried deep, lips sucking, tongue teasing

makes me harder than anything

that my hand removes my cock, it peers out over dress pants

i admire the growth, the heat, the desire

i take my time

my mind takes me there... between luscious thighs begging for attention

and suddenly, i'm there... harder, faster, head engorged, almost too sensitive to touch

and i'm finished

i clean up, zip up, buckle the belt

and head out

the thought of her, that luscious taste, carrying me home

The Shower

She walks through the door at nearly 9 pm ... it has been a long, crazy day and she is frazzled and fried.

her frame is small... just about 5 feet tall and her skin the pale pink of a true redhead ... her hair, bright like a flame around her head frames a fragile face that hides her darkest desires..

her piercing green eyes often catch the attention of men who pass her by -- today, those eyes are watery, worn, weary.

she wears a black skirt, simple white blouse now unbuttoned below her perky C-cup breasts. her legs are bare and simple, black cotton panties protect an area that has received far too little attention in the past months

her small feet with amazingly high arches are tucked into 4 inch high steve maddens with a tantalizing ankle strap -- she kicks them off and reveals toes with dark paint that badly need to relax

she enters her bedroom and discards her blouse. into the bathroom, she turns the shower on ... full blast, full heat...

she removes her clothes completely and stands there, completely nude, feeling a chill come over her.

he was supposed to have been there when she got home ... but maybe his day was crazy, too

she returns to the bathroom and is embraced by the warmth of a fog of steam. moisture beads up on her pale skin.

she steps into the shower and closes the door .. the heat stings, and she adds a touch of cool water to take the edge off. her body is relaxing. her eyes close as she wets her hair. and her mind wanders.

he arrives. he can't believe he's late. his meeting in the city had gone way too long. he is in a navy pin-striped suit, pink shirt with french cuffs, and a patterned pink tie.

he hears the shower. sees the shoes and trail of clothes.

he walks into the bedroom and removes his suit. takes all of his clothes off. he is not tall, but his body shows he has been in the gym -- toned, but not bulky. he removes his dark rimmed glasses and stands in the room, completely nude ... his cock grows as he approaches the door

the steam hits him and he can just make out her outline through the opaque glass door
he is now standing at full attention, blood throbbing and coarsing through him...

she jumps as he opens the door... startled out of an imaginary world. her shock is replaced with a boisterous smile and he grabs her and pulls her to him as their bodies are sprayed with steam and pounding water.

his kiss electrifies her ... sets her on fire. she returns his passion ten-fold. he feels her need to his core. her hair is dark and wet and shiny and wonderful

his cock rubs against her stomach... and she feels the sting of his heat.

his kisses find her neck, her collarbone... trace down to her shoulders

hands explore her glorious skin as his tongue teases her nipples, his mouth enveleoping a luscious breast

he finds the line between her breasts... his tongue traces down to her belly button... to her body's center.

a thin strip of reddish hair, matted wet, stands above an apparently aroused pussy. his tongue and lips place kisses on her inner thigh as her hands fall upon his head, then brace against the shower wall as first one, then a second finger thrusts inside her... she is aching, longing for this touch... quick flicks of the tongue delight her clit .. .then stop, teasing and tasting her sweetness.. probing inside warm, velvety folds...

her release is quick, almost painful... she can't remember when the last time a man did that for her...

as she nearly collapses upon him, he guides her out of the shower and wraps her in a towel


he cradles her in his arms and lays her now steamy, relaxed body on the bed... as he opens the towel, he places a kiss on her toe, his tongue tracing her long arch and his lips embracing her ankle...

all the way up her toned calves... behind her knee as she giggles ... to her warm thighs

he finds her center again, wakes up the already aroused pussy
and as his lips meet hers, he is inside her... slowly, carefully, deeply inside

he keeps kissing her... his eyes meet hers as their bodies join together -- they are perfectly matched in height and he licks just behind her ear as his hands pull her body into his... his thrusts are slow, long, and his dick is harder than she remembers ever feeling.. seemingly growing and bulging inside her

he arches back and plunges deeper... she screams in a slight tinge of pain and then they find a rhythm...

then he stops... holds himself as far inside as he can... "kiss me" ... and she does... "kiss me" and again... he's holding himself there... holding them together... and their kiss becomes so intense, so rich, textured and their bodies so still ... a perfect togetherness

he feels her getting closer... and as they kiss, his hand rubs her engorged clit... her pulsating rhythm makes him explode and he shouts breathlessly... "kiss me"... all his force musters a whisper and their lips lock as their bodies rejoice together

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Stone Night

It was 2:12 am. The icy lake breeze rocked the now leaf-less trees and sent a shock through his bones. The black cotton sweater-style top he wore over dark grey long-sleeves was hardly enough to warm him. His jeans were as stiff as the trunks of the trees he had used as cover since daylight had faded many hours before.

Her husband had left just after lunch – she was not home then – out shopping. But he knew that she would be alone this evening … and for the rest of the week.

He thrust his body against the small wooden door that led to the basement of the old stone home – one of many beauties in this old money neighborhood full of the cities oldest families and some newer, younger professionals who had done well and moved up early – the door gave way as he knew it would.

She lay in bed on the second floor in a perfectly appointed master-suite that afforded a view of the lake from three sets of windows. Her body was a cocoon of cotton sheets and deep down pillows that comforted her naked body. She always slept in the nude – to feel the sensations on her skin.

While her husband was not an attentive lover, he had provided her with a life in which she found pleasure.

But too many nights alone at the ballet or symphony had left her longing for more. She would arrange the perfect outfit, indulge in the most exquisite shoes … and go … alone … to the downtown arts center – to enjoy an opening by a favorite or local artist or take in the best of music and dance.

The damp basement seemed a haven for sinister happenings – or at least forgotten hobbies. He imagined the joy and wonder brought to young eyes by the pages of the hundreds of “National Geographic” magazines stashed in one corner.

The wooden stairwell beckoned. At its summit, he would find the kitchen and be just one floor away from a dark pleasure he had contemplated for months.

They had met at a coffee shop near the local college where he was a visiting professor. She was always fluttering about town taking pictures and admiring architecture. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her … and they struck up a conversation about perspective.

Over the next few months, they’d bump into each other from time-to-time at artsy events or baseball games. Yes, one of her guilty pleasures was taking in an afternoon game and a couple of beers. His schedule allowed him the same flexibility, and it was if they had been dating by accident.

The two, both just entering their thirties, were clearly brimming with energy and the flirting between them, though subtle, evidenced a depth of desire neither had previously known.

So, two weeks prior, she had alerted him that her husband would be out of town soon and that perhaps they should arrange to meet somewhat less “accidentally.” He smiled and told her that could be arranged. To play it safest, they had agreed that he would wait until her husband was gone to set a firm date.

This was not what she had anticipated. In fact, that night, as she drifted to the world of dreams, she imagined his voice on the phone, imagined his request for an outfit, imagined meeting him in town and the evening of laughter, freedom, and delight they might share. She even allowed herself to think of kissing him deeply … of feeling her body against his in a tight embrace.

But this. She could not have imagined this.

His black gloves struggled with the alarm box, but he forced it open and with a small pair of wire cutters, he rendered the system useless.

The door was forced open and he felt the cold granite through his dark work boots. He was in.

He tracked carefully through the kitchen to the stairs at the front of the old home. Wood floors seemed to erupt in freakish creaks with each step he took – sound magnified by the pounding in his heart. He was an academic. A college professor. This was not him. But he wanted this more than anything. He wanted it this way. His dark eyes framed by dark glasses took in every sight… but his mind took him to the unsuspecting, diminutive delight that awaited his approach.

He walked through the open door to her room. A king size sleigh bed held a tiny, faery-like being. Brilliant red hair lay adrift on the softest white pillows. Her ivory pale skin seemed to blend in with the fabric that surrounded her.

He stopped, breathless. He took her in. This amazing, dainty body underneath a thin layer of cotton. He felt his heart beat faster and he felt blood rushing to his member.

Her sleep was deep, restful, peaceful. His body was still cold, hard, and hungry. He unbuckled his thick, leather belt and laid it carefully beside her.

He unzipped his jeans and took off his right glove. Slowly, deliberately, he began massaging his growing cock through black boxer briefs. He worked himself until the head of his cock was piercing out atop the briefs.

Her scream pierced the air as he jumped on the bed, her teeth bit into his leather-glove covered left hand. He knew they were safe and alone --- that no one could hear her.

He relished the panic in her bright green eyes. He could see the recognition intensifying her shock.

He pulled the sheet from her in one movement, revealing a perfect, goose-bumped form of porcelain skin. He had dreamt of her body often. But never like this.

He let his jeans fall down a touch further, pulled his briefs down, and she saw him. He made her look at his large, bulging member. Her eyes widened as she anticipated the pain that would follow.

His naked right hand found her pussy and a guided his cock to the entrance. He shoved in as she resisted, squealing from the pain of penetration without wetness. Finally, she gave way and he was inside her… she felt rough, cool denim against her soft legs and the zipper on his top rubbed into her chest as he held her in a tight embrace, fucking her quickly, not letting up…

He came quickly, the whole of maybe 3 minutes atop her. At this point, she was now wet, raw, open.

And he was not done.

He held her down and kissed her from the tingly hairs atop her pussy to the crevice between her breasts… she moaned in muffled response, not wanting to display too much pleasure.

He picked up the belt that lay beside her body. He turned her over to her stomach and pushed her arms over her head, uniting them underneath the rough leather, pulling the buckle tightly together. He sat on her legs and took his top and shirt off. He then slid off his boots, jeans, and briefs.

He wanted her to feel all of him. He wanted, desperately, to feel every inch of her glorious being.

He rubbed his cock to fullness again and then ran it from the tip of her ankle to the top of her hip. His fingers penetrated her pussy again and found amazing wetness…

He knew what he wanted.

As his fingers masterfully massaged her clit and her body began responding, he placed his cock at her anus.

She screamed, but was helpless to fight. He continued massaging her clit while licking her ass, tongue forcing its way in and leaving a wet, semi-lubed area for him.

He rose to his knees again and the head of his cock slowly popped in … he had gone where no man had taken her before.

As her body gave way, he found more of him inside her. The tightness and resistance was wonderful. His fingers were in and out of her pussy now and kept teasing her clit as he rocked her body from inside her luscious ass.

She didn’t know if she was in pain or if this was heaven, but she was powerless to resist. She gave herself to him and he took full advantage. He opened her with his vigorous thrusting and just as he felt her coming near orgasm, he took himself out of her ass and thrust deep into her pussy.

Deeper and deeper as her orgasmic pulses urged him further inside… he turned her over, looked into her eyes, and plunged inside one last time… then came once again inside this lovely woman he had met just a few months before.

This was not what she meant when she had told him about her husband leaving town.

But it was what he had wanted. What they both had needed.

As he dressed, she lay there, frightened and yet excited. The release from her orgasm was more than she had expected. The fear of what was next was almost too much to bear.

He simply smiled as he left her room. Left her vulnerable, open, and wondering.

Nate is Back!

I know you've all been waiting for it.

I'm back!

A great story is coming ... soon.

For now: I do still appreciate your sexy pictures -- and will post them with original stories that they inspire.