Princess Virgin

It was Friday, dress down day for employees, and of course she walked in like usual wearing another jean skirt. Another short one showing off her legs…the ones he thought exhibited one of the greatest pair of arousing flesh. She had one of the greatest pair of thighs he seen, ever. Not to forget the rest of her body, he thought, he wanted to taste each one, if he could, and soon. Because there was so soooo much to appreciate on her, on them, and on this young woman he had always told himself.

He, himself, was 32. She was what…maybe 21 at best, he figured? Maybe, but she had so many neat qualities. Yes, her nice small breasts always seemed to “stick” out nicely. Yes, she was rather slender in many different aspects too. And yes, her hips and that ass…his mouth almost…almost began to water as he pictured her in one getup or another as she walked by his office and somehow, just somehow, he knew it was her.

He looked up from his computer. Mmmmmmmmm, god if only I could bite into that he told himself. If only…if only she knew…but how…how in the heck could I get her to know? I know…I know…I’m a sick pervert he told himself. Not really but with her, he always felt he was. Shit, there…there she is again. Look at those legs. Damn, even her… Wow, she’s wearing a tight top…even her boobs looked like a great scrambled egg breakfast, he thought. His mouth seemed to water some more.

“Kelly, will you stop by when you get back…oh this is Mark. Thank you” he said.

What would he want, she asked herself. Why would he want to see me, she thought. But she stood and slowly headed to his office knowing full well she thought he was a nice guy and a good looking nice guy for that matter. She knocked on the side of the door. “Yes sir…you wanted to see me?” she said.

“Oh uh…umm hi Kelly…sit down” he told her. She came in and adjusted her skirt, which he appreciated, and she sat down. He looked at her and smiled. “How is everything going lately? Any problems you know about or you’re having?” She said nothing noteworthy but there were always problems to be worked out. He thought…how can I get a date with her? How can she and I…god, I’d love to do it with her…mmmmm.

“Is there anything else, sir?” He told her to call him Mark and said so with a please added in. “Okay, uhhh Mark” and she tried to add a smile along with it.

“Got a boyfriend?” he quickly threw in.

“Huh, pardon me?” she said.

“Oh…nothing… I guess I wondered if you were uh seeing anyone at all” he asked.

“Uh no…no I’m not. I guess umm I’m single.” I wonder why he asked me that. “Why do you ask?” It would be cool to uh go out with him but…but he’s so much older. “So is there a reason why you wanted to know?”

He shrugged his shoulders as his eyes looked away. He looked back at her. “I don’t know. Well I do but thought no, she wouldn’t go for that.” She asked what he was referring to. He shrugged his shoulders again. “I don’t know…umm maybe going out on a date with me?” he said.

“Uhhh what…you…and me…on a…on a real live uh date?” she answered. He smiled and nodded and told her yes as he looked her straight in the eye. She said she wasn’t sure about going on a date with a fellow employee…one who is a manager in the company. He said any date they had would be kept between them. No one would ever know. He sounded convincing enough and she said “Okay. Now what…do you want my address or how would you like to do this? I can meet you somewhere or what?”

“Here’s fine…meet me back here at say…6:30” he told her.

“Here…in your office? You want me to just come and meet you here in your office?” she asked. It sounded odd and weird to her but she agreed.

Cool, he told himself. 6:15 came so he quickly changed out of his suit and put on casual clothes waiting for her to arrive. She came in nice slacks and a nice top but they didn’t show off all those “extraordinary assets” he wanted to see on her. Damn…well we can change that, he told himself.

“Well great…hi…I’m so glad you’re here” he said. She felt weird being at the office and wanted to get out of there. Nobody was there, except him and her. “Wow, you always look special. I mean nice…you’ve always got something on that stands out. Like today…that was an extremely nice outfit. I loved it…a lot.” He smiled and looked her in the eyes. She smiled back and then asked where they were headed off too. “Well you pick out the place, unless you’d just like to hang out here” which I’d much prefer. I mean we could simply undress and I could show you a fantasy of a lifetime, he was thinking.

“Want to…I don’t know…talk a little or do you want to go to a restaurant and talk there?” she said.

He searched her eyes looking for the right moment. He couldn’t find it so he simply blurted it out. “I’ve always wanted to ask you this but know it can be, and I’ll repeat this, it can be a touchy subject.” She asked what it was. “Do you enjoy…sex at all?”

She remained quiet and surprised and did not know at all how to answer the question. “Why?” is all she said. He told her he found her to be quite attractive and adorable in many different ways. “So…what are you telling me?” she asked knowing full well he wanted to have sex with her. The problem was she was a virgin. No, she had never ever fooled around with anyone but lately wanted to begin fooling around. Yes, she wanted to try things, but to go all the way… No she wasn’t entirely sure of that.

“Because…when I see you…when you walk by my office…something tells me and I don’t know where it does that at…but I hear myself saying…I’d love to have sex with her, but on her level.

“The truth is” he went on to say “when I see you walking around…you, your body…drives me crazy. You’re sexier then sexy to me, Kelly. You really are.”

She was silent as she took his words in. Then she said “Honestly…I am?” He looked at her straight-faced and said yes she is. “I don’t…I don’t know” she went on to say. I’m not what you think I am. I mean I’m…I’m a” and she paused to decide whether or not she wanted him to know she was a virgin. “Mark, the truth is…the truth is I’ve never ever had sex before… I am a virgin.”

He looked at her. He held his breath. “I’d go real slow. We could go real slow. I mean it too” he told her. “I mean there isn’t one part of you…at all…I wouldn’t appreciate feeling, touching, and making love to.”

She sat there, surprised as hell, those words came out of his mouth, but inside…deep inside she grew anxious as hell to experience and feel the true nature of sex with him or someone like him. “Okay…then let’s skip dinner, go to your place if that’ll work, and let’s umm have sex…make love then” she said anxiously.

They decided and she agreed to drive separately. She followed closely and once in his neighborhood marveled at the nice homes surrounding his. Once there, they immediately went inside. She looked around asking him if he lived there all by himself, which he did. She complimented him on keeping it orderly. She loved the ornate nature of it. Lights were on everywhere, which in truth, drew away from the romantic nature she’d been conjuring up in her head. She also wished she’d driven with him.

He told her, once inside, how he loved how she dressed on Fridays, and she smiled showing a hint of reservation. He also told her that he loved how she dressed that day and she told herself well that outfits out in my car. “I loved seeing you like that. It…well it… It aroused me Kelly” he said. “Have you ever felt…aroused…turned on by something a man does, what he wears…something like that?” She knew the feeling and every so often wanted to act on those impulses. He knew it was a time to really get to know her too. “Okay, so you are a” and he paused making sure he spoke rather quietly, in a more subdued manner “virgin. That’s alright. There are many women and men too who are virgins. Have you ever” and he paused again “played with yourself even.” She played with herself and was embarrassed to admit it so didn’t answer yes or no but by not answering him, he knew it was a yes. “So in truth…maybe your not a virgin.”

He looked at her, intensely and intimately almost. “That outfit…boy that outfit…when I saw you in it” and he closed his eyes to recall how she looked in it. The short, short jean skirt, and that button down blouse and her titties how they looked and how she looked well it brought him to want her much more “I wanted you more then you could ever know.”

“I have it in my car still” she said. You do…you do…that outfit, really? Oh god, run and change into it. Let me show you something, he was telling himself. “I guess…I could go and get it. I guess I could go and put it back on…I mean if you wanted me too.”

He tried to maintained but failed. “YES, SURE…I MEAN…Yes, sure…I’d like that” as he tried suppressing a grand smile on his face.

She smiled knowing he loved how she looked in it and walked out to her car. She grabbed the top and short skirt she had worn and came back in. She asked where she could change and he showed her, but to him, it wouldn’t matter…those clothes soon wouldn’t be on her either, he figured. He smiled and showed her where to change- his bedroom was a fine, fine place to change.

When she came back out she said. “Wow, that is a great bedroom. That bed…wow it’s fabulous and I mean…terrific” she told him with a grand smile on her lips.

Meanwhile he was watching her move left, right, backward, and forward in that skirt. Those legs, that body, her hips, and those titties…oh god she makes me hungrier then hungry. I want to kiss her everywhere…all over. I want to hold her boobs. I want to make love to them. God, if only she knew…if only she knew.

“Mark are you alright?” she asked. He said yes. “Do you like this better?” as her hands spread out re-introducing the outfit she wore that day.

He smiled grandly and said yes. He looked at her body. She looked back at him. She asked what was wrong. He told her nothing at all was wrong and repeated himself too. “So, in your opinion Mark, what do you like about this?” she asked.

Oh where to start he told himself. Where to begin. “Let’s do this. I’m going to show you something but I’m going to ask you one question before we go any further, okay?” She said okay. “How pretty, how attractive do you think you are?” She said she thought she was pretty but it didn’t sound to him she really meant it. “Then everything and I mean everything is going to begin slowly and when we’re all said and done, well then you’re going to love what’s happened.” She tried smiling. It wasn’t great but she loved the idea of what might be going on. “Let’s go this way” he said as he led her to a full length mirror in one of the main rooms.

“This is Kelly. Look at her. Say hi to Kelly…the attractive woman we both know” he said. She looked at herself and said hi but lacking confidence. “Say hi again to that pretty, and sexy, looking lady…the one with one great body.” He came up behind her and began rubbing her shoulders, gently…almost lovingly. She instantly liked how it felt. She closed her eyes and felt his hands on her shoulders and then her arms. He pulled at her as if to hug her from behind. She murmured an appreciative tone. He smiled and mentioned to her how pretty her hair, her eyes, her nose, and especially her lips were.

He mentioned her lips again as if to express how he bet she could kiss the daylights out of someone, if she wanted to. She smiled and he pulled her, slightly, against him as he still rubbed her shoulders. God, this girl…this young woman, he thought….she is sexier then I ever imagined.

She stood there before him, looking herself over in the mirror, and asked him a question. “So, what do you think is my…sexiest feature? My boobs,” which she didn’t think was but thought he would say.

“No, to be honest…your sexiest feature is actually…how do I say this? Your thighs. I mean when you wear a skirt, like this” and he put his hands on each side of it “when I see you in something like this Kelly…it drives me…absolutely nuts. I want to be with you romantically, intimately, and sexually. I want your” but he shut up and she swung around.

“What…tell me. You want my what?” she said.

He looked at her. He smelled her too. She smelled incredible. “I want to take you, feel you everywhere on your body, and I want to do things I’ve never done before.” He felt weird. He was driven. He wanted to begin undoing her blouse and begin feeling her tits, feeling the nipples below the bra. He wanted to kiss her body in areas she didn’t even know existed. She watched him as he looked her over. “You have some of the most incredibly sexy thighs a woman ever could have Kelly and I want them…and all of your body…all of it…that is why I asked you out and said what I’ve said to you tonight. Because you are sexy as sexy gets.”

”Ohhh god…god….feel my thighs…feel me anywhere…anywhere you want” she said passionately and threw herself into his body. She held him firmly as her hands clawed at him wanting more and more. “I want to make love to you tonight. Show me what it takes to make love” she told him.

He was standing in his bedroom with her. She wanted to be naked…naked with him. He wasn’t sure she was quite ready yet. But this princess…this princess virgin had to be ready sooner or later so why not now? The two of them were looking at her in front of her mirror as his arms and hands rose, slowly, upwards to her small virgin breasts. She felt nervous as his hands approached them gradually.

Ohhh, she thought. Oh god, she told herself as his hands touched down on her tits. Oh yes god yes as his hands lightly squeezed her boobs. Her eyes closed as she tensed up. God yes, more, and she told herself she wanted him to squeeze them harder, more firmly but didn’t say so out loud. She found herself pushing backwards, into his taller frame. It was, the experience was…it felt rejuvenating to her. She wanted to turn around and do to him what she was experiencing herself. She didn’t know what however but how she felt was nerve-wracking and exhilarating all at the same time.

Her body was like a torchlight as his hands cascaded over her tits. “That…that feels… Ohhh that feels” she started to say with her eyes still closed “great! Don’t stop doing that. Don’t…don’t…ohhh wow…yes wow ohhh wow…I love how you do that” she said as his hands lovingly caressed and lightly squeezed her smallish boobs even though her top was still on. She whipped around and threw her hands around his neck which surprised him and before he knew it, she was kissing his lips, madly.

But he loved how the younger woman kissed him. She pulled at him. She kissed his lips crazily. She pulled herself against him as she kissed. She pulled away and looked at him. “I want to be…naked with you…completely, entirely naked with you. Undress me.”

He smiled and looked at her heavenly eyes and reached up and began undoing one button then another and another until she was completely unbuttoned. She looked at him eagerly. What’s next, she thought as his hands reached behind her and pulled her into him. He kissed her lips hard. The ferocious desire within her grew steadily. She began feeling a burning passion she had never ever felt before between her thighs.

“Oh my god” she said.

He looked at her and smiled and at the same time he cupped her boobs. His eyes closed and he squeezed both simultaneously. She smiled once she felt her tits being squeezed by him. She reached behind herself, even with her top on, and undid her bra. It fell and with it her blouse as well. He slipped it off her shoulders. Petite but cuter then cute shoulders and an upper body to die for, he thought, and soon enough his lips were all over her shoulders, above her boobs, around her boobs, and finally, yes finally, he was kissing each of them.

“Oh god yes…yes” she said as her body felt itself thrusting itself into his mouth. “Don’t ever stop” she told him. “Don’t” and her eyes closed as she felt his lips, his mouth doing things to her she never in a million years had ever done to her “stop doing that. Oh ohhh oh my…god that feels…you have no idea at all how…ohhhhhhh wow” she continued saying as he kissed and licked and then began swallowing her whole into his mouth.

She found her way to his bed and dropped to his, pulling him down over her. He fell on her and kept at her boobs, kissing and swallowing and finally going at her nipples. She was immersed in how it felt have her boobs sucked on like he sucked on them. How he licked, nonstop her nipples, was majestic in her eyes. Harder then hard, he licked until they almost began to hurt but she loved it nonetheless.

He didn’t stop. He kissed on down her soft flat belly and he wouldn’t stop as he kissed, and even licked it too, going around one side kissing it, and then the other. She was fascinated by his technique, but he loved kissing her too. She had a great little figure and soon enough, he’d be on those legs.

God, he told himself, I have to kiss them and…yes, chew on them both, before I go any further. He flipped her over, which she didn’t know any better anyway, and he kissed and licked her back…all the way to her shoulders before coming down to that cute little ass he so loved.

He pet it, then kissed or licked it, and finally from her backside he kissed the backs of her legs. She loved it too so when he flipped her again he spread her legs apart and went at her legs with great, ardent passion. She was unable to believe how a guy, any guy, could desire her set of thighs. She didn’t think the same way but he had and he did and she more then appreciated it as he licked and sucked and even kissed the insides of them.

“Oh I…I have to…need to do something for you” she said.

“Really” he said as he came up from the insides of her legs and she said yes. “Are you sure?” She nodded enthusiastically. “Here” and he took her hand and placed it on his crotch. “Want to touch this, play with it, and maybe do more then that?” She looked at him. Touch your cock…really? You mean it, her eyes said. He smiled and pressed her hand down. She let him. “Go on…undo my belt, my pants, and feel me…feel it.”

With some hesitancy, she did what he told her. He did not and would not force any of it. He felt he couldn’t ever do that with her and slowly she undid his pants but when she pulled them down she discovered what she considered an unruly raging erection inside his underwear. She couldn’t believe how hard and how big he was. Her eyes went wide with surprise but slowly and surely she began to feel it.

She knew so she did it and slowly she went to lick it and eventually swallow it down her throat. God it felt awesome, he thought as she licked or did a number on his cock, but soon enough, he knew what better way to end all this by getting her to say the words. “Fuck me. I want to feel you inside me” or something like that.

“So, do you want to feel me inside you?” he asked quietly.

There was silence as she considered what he said. “Yes…yes I really would.”

And he placed her on her back and eased himself slowly down inside her pussy. She didn’t only yelp, she screamed, but soon enough, for the very first time in her life, she felt victorious, and it was all due to his cock doing the number on her. She yelped and bounced and she found herself pushing back at him so she could get the most out of having sex for the very first time.

“OH…OH FUCK” she screamed out of passion. “OH… UH OHHH MY…FUCK…OH GOD…YES…PUSH IT INSIDE ME” she screamed again as she desired having one more orgasm. She achieved what she wanted. Finally, he pulled out. He was ready to explode and told her too. Taking hold of it he told himself this was for her and let it fly all over her chest and face, but not her mouth. Not this time he told himself. “Wow…oh wow… I want to do that…again… Can we?” she said smiling. She took hold of his body and wouldn’t let go that night, but he was content. He had sex with the girl he’d wanted sex with.

He looked at her, a smile on his face and said “That was great…wasn’t it?” Yes it was.

Sea Breeze- a very great romantic story

The air is soft and warm on this perfect summer day. The kind of day spent walking hand in hand, feeling the smooth sand between your bare toes, listening to the rolling waves washing ashore and seagulls in the distance. A day begging to be savored forever.

We awoke before dawn this morning, having planned a special retreat away from the children. Our bags were packed the night before and stowed in the trunk of your little red sportscar. We watched the sunrise as we drove the two hours to our romantic hideaway, stealing secret glances and knowing smiles all the way there.

Our little white cabin sits off a pathway between the sand dunes and tall beachgrass. Just big enough for two, the cabin is light and rustic, decorated with special treasures we had scavenged along the beach. Driftwood, seaglass, bits of bleached coral, pretty seashells and dried sea sponges adorn the tiny cabin. The golden morning light sparkles through the little windows, spreading bits of magical glitter throughout the room.

At last we are alone. We can finally relax and do nothing at all, or everything we dream. No need to drive anywhere because we brought everything we will need for our weekend. So, I decide to open the bottle of Dom Perignon and pour us two glasses. As I'm pouring, I look at you standing in the sunlight and notice your hair has lightened this summer. You look like you did on the day we met. A fresh faced California boy with sun bleached blond hair and a charming, yet shy smile. I fell in love with you the moment I saw you over 20 years ago. My heart jumps a beat as I remember.

You catch me looking at you and smile. I hand you your glass of champagne and we make a toast, "to us". Short and simple and filled with possibilities. The champagne makes my mouth tingle. We sip our glasses until they are empty and I fill them again. My cheeks are rosy and my head is warm and fuzzy from the champagne. I'm feeling sexy and playful.

I decide I'll make the first move and I reach around your neck and pull your mouth to mine. Oh how sweet and warm your mouth feels. I taste the champagne on your tongue. As we kiss, my hands massage your firm ass in your swim trunks. I can feel my desire growing as my thighs become flushed with warmth. Suddenly I separate, reaching for the two towels folded on the breakfast table. I think I'd like to finish this game on the beach. I head toward the door, my breasts jiggling as I skip away in my little pink bikini. You smile with a little spark in your eyes as you run after me.

As I sprint down the pathway, I'm ahead of you, giggling at you to catch me. Your legs are longer and it doesn't take a moment before you race past me, taking the towels and grabbing my bikini top strings, pulling the bow undone as you fly by. The top falls to the sand and my newly bare breasts bounce freely as I run toward you, laughing and breathless. The beach is empty as we head for the waves, my topless body warming in the sunshine. As you reach the shoreline, you quickly unfold the towels, waiting for me to catch up.

I reach you and fall gleefully on the soft white towels you've laid out. "I need some tanning oil, will you rub it on me?" I ask you knowingly. Of course you oblige and pop open the shiny brown bottle of oil that smells like coconuts and pina coladas. "I need some here", pointing to my naked white breasts. You pour a puddle into the palm of your hand, letting the warm oil drip playfully between my breasts. Your strong hands massage the oil over my chest with long, smooth strokes, my nipples begin to harden as you rub in the oil. You pinch my hard nipples between your fingers, making me gasp with delight. Mmmmmmm, rubbing the slippery oil on my nipples makes my pussy wet and tingly. Just then, I look up and notice the outline of your stiff cock through your thin nylon swim trunks. Now it's your turn.

I drizzle some warm oil in my palms and rub my hands together. I reach up the leg of your swim trunks and massage the slippery oil onto your smooth, shaved balls, and up and down your thick shaft, paying special attention to the head. Your cock throbs and fills with a rush of blood as it hardens even more. I gasp as I feel your cock harden, I'm totally aroused. I feel my pussy beginning to pulse as I imagine your long, stiff dick inside me.

You push me down on the towel, pinning my shoulders as you lay above me, a sensual gleam in your eyes makes me blush. Yes, it's exactly what I want. Your oily hand reaches into my bikini bottom and I arch my back with pleasure. My breath quickens as you tickle my clit, and tease my cunt with your fingers, while slipping my bikini bottom off and throwing it in the sand.

I lay there looking up into your dreamy eyes, my naked oiled body shimmering in the sun. You check over your shoulders to scout for movement, but we are completely alone. You pull your swim trunks off and lay them on the towel beside me. Your cock is swollen and rock hard, a delicious sight. "Let's do it in the ocean", I suggest.

Your soft hands wrap around my waist and you pull me up off the towel. I kiss you again, flickering my tongue around your juicy mouth, "Let's go", I say. We hold hands as we run into the warm water, the waves splashing up our legs until the water rushes high on our hips. We walk in deeper until my breasts float upon the water. Our naked bodies are perfectly covered by the ocean.

You grab me tightly and pull my legs up to straddle your hips. I throw my head back into the waves as I slip onto your cock, floating weightless in the soothing current. Oh fuck! It feels so good. I scream with pleasure as you penetrate. Your smooth hands hold me around my waist as you slide my body effortlessly on and off your pulsing rod. Holy shit, your cock feels so good in my pussy, I moan loudly as the waves roll over my body.

I can feel my body starting to climax with each wave that rushes over me, swirling the water over my clit. Oh God, don't stop. You see my wet, hard nipples glisten above the waves in the morning sunlight. Fuck me harder. You feel my pussy tighten and squeeze around your cock as I come close to orgasm. You grip my weightless body and pull me back onto your throbbing dick, thrusting harder and deeper. Fuck me! Fuck me! I scream with pleasure, oh my god! My breath is short and fast as I moan louder.

I pinch my nipples between my fingers and twist them as you ram harder into my pussy. I'm almost there. My hips rock in the waves, you feel my cunt starting to pulsate. Your balls tighten as you hold off blowing your load until I cum. The rim of your head swells with ecstacy, rubbing the inside of my tight, hot cunt. You pull me close against your body. My hips begin to thrust wildly, grinding my clit against your skin. Oh God, I'm coming! I say breathless. You thrust deep inside me as your dick explodes, spewing your hot cum inside. Waves crash over us as our wet bodies rock together in ecstacy.

My head rushes with a delicious warm tingling sensation. I float on the waves, still straddling your cock as it slowly begins to soften. You feel the warm current washing over your balls and listen as the gentle seabreeze whispers our love. A perfect beginning to our romantic weekend alone. I love you, forever and always.

Carly's new life

Carly considered herself a good girl or now a good woman. She didn’t smoke or do drugs and she drank only in moderation. She’d been raised in a close family and well versed in ethics and morals during her early years. In high school, she had been an outstanding student and excelled in several sports - the all-American girl!

Then, she went off to a distant university and listened to the professors speak of humanism. . . the new morality! During her freshman years, she’d listened and reasoned and compared this new morality with that she’d learned during her childhood.

All around her she saw evidence of the new morality and the girls in her dorm were happily into this new life style. So it was that she made a conscious decision. She would try this new way. . . she would play the game! First, she would rid herself of that troublesome virginity!

It wasn’t difficult for Carly to play. Tall, willowy, brunette with blue eyes and a pale complexion set on delicate feminine facial features, she was the target for many of the college “Romeos”. Having made her decision, she was very discerning and passed up many opportunities until just the right guy had come along.

Ryan was the man who seemed to fit all her wants. He made his pass and she readily accepted. So I was that she went to dinner and back to Ryan’s hotel room to play. This evening, she had avoided any alcohol as she wanted to be able to fully enjoy what was about to happen. . . what she wanted to happen! Strange, she’d thought, having made her decision how eager she was to get on with it.

She had chosen well in Ryan, a sensitive and considerate lover who had broken several girls into the new life style previously. When they’d returned to his room, he had kissed her and made love to her with his eyes. Carly’d felt her passions rise as she realized what was happening. . . She was being seduced! . . . on the first date yet!

As they kissed and she’d felt a never ending series of new and exciting feeling, she was aware of Ryan’s hands roving over her and her clothing falling away. When she felt his lips on her breasts, she reveled in the sensations she was receiving. Only when she felt his big cock move into her vestibule did she feel fear. It had been momentary as the bog man-meat moved into her warm love channel and she was subject to a whole new set of sensations.

From that first night with Ryan, Carly went through a number of ready and willing guys as she became addicted to the excitement of fucking each new guy! As she experienced each of those new guys in her life, she picked up some new ideas to perfect her own technique and life was good.

Then, after university, she’d moved to the city and found the many clubs and discos exactly to her liking. There were men, even a surplus of men, as she adjusted to her new life in the city. She leased a studio apartment in one of the high-rise apartments which she furnished to suite her tastes. The big, king-sized bed with the dimmer lighting and a bedside stand stocked with condoms, lubes, and gadgets. On the walls were murals of nude men and women and the stereo system was equipped to play mood music.

It was the place where she could entertain and be entertained by the men she chose to bring there.

So it was that early evening when Carly, dressed in a sexy, skintight, red mini-dress and black hosiery. approached the Atrium Club where she was pretty sure that there’d be a man to suit her purpose.

It was early yet as she entered and passed through the still sparse crowd to the bar, she noted the several pairs of men’s eyes follow her. Then, at the bar, she turned suddenly and checked out the owners of those eyes. One set of eyes in particular belonged to a rather handsome fellow with the earmarks of a gentleman and she considered him.

The fellow was rather to her liking and she’d probably not find better for her purposes by waiting. She returned her gaze to that particular set of eyes and caught his attention. Then, having sent the signal she waited until a minute later when he appeared by her side and spoke, “High, I’m Greg and who, might I ask, have I the pleasure of addressing?”

“Name’s Carly! Have a seat here at the bar.” She said as she motioned him to sit.

“What’s up with you tonight? Carly”

“Just drinkin’ and lookin’ for a good time”

Greg turned to the bartender and ordered, “Another drink for the lady please.”

So, they engaged in small talk for a few minutes and Carly noted, with satisfaction, that Greg’s hands were frequently touching and feeling her. . . all very innocently of course! She began to feel the excitement build!

Then, the band started to play and they danced. Greg was a lousy dancer. . .but his hands were constantly on her. When the music got slow, he pulled her to him and she felt his bone wedged between their bellies. He was definitely hot!

Then, as they returned to the bar, Carly said, “I’ve got a place. . .not to far! It’s more private.” Twenty minutes later, Carly was opening her apartment door to admit she and Greg.

Then, on entry, she suggested that Greg sit on the sofa while she poured them some brandy. As she moved, the mood music began to play in the background and the lights grew dimmer. From her picture window the lights of the city were beautiful and after handing Greg his drink, she went to the window and stared out in silence. Then, just as she’d planned, Greg came and stood behind her at the window.

As they looked out on the lights of the city she felt Greg’s arms embrace her from behind as he pressed his body against hers at the window. Her excitement grew! She turned and embraced Greg to draw him close as she kissed him.

Now, she was feeling the good old familiar feel . . lust, passion, excitement, possibly a bit of fear. Her mind and body were fully attuned to the situation and she felt her labia moisten and her nipples grow sensitive. There was an urgency now!

Carly took Greg’s hand and led him to the big bed where she turned him and sat him as she loosened his belt and zipper ands pulled off his polo shirt. Suddenly, it was a flurry of activity as they undressed each other and themselves to leave their clothes where they fell on he floor.

As Carly looked at Greg’s body for the first time, she was pleased. He was normal and healthy and his hard-on was at it’s finest. She reveled briefly in the thought that she had caused it - it as hers, at least for the night anyway! This was what she lived for. . .

When Greg moved between her legs and positioned himself to eat her pussy, she was additionally pleased and she moved again so that they were in a perfect 69 position. From this position, she could suck him off and get his first discharge into her mouth; then, he’d last longer when they fucked.

A few minutes later, Greg suddenly backed away from Carly as his cock left her mouth and began to spurt his discharge on to her breasts. Having completed his ejaculation, he rolled off her and she reached for the towel on the night stand to wipe away all of Greg’s discharge. This was better than she’d hoped, now she didn’t have that taste in her mouth.

She moved up to kiss him on the lips. . .He needed some stimulation and with one hand on his now flaccid cock and her lips and tongue on his mouth, she hoped to accomplish just that. Then, as their tongues met, she tasted her own juices and her excitement grew once again. In less than a minute, Carly felt the muscle in her hand begin to grow and expand and then, it was ready!

Then, with Greg flat on his back, she saw her opportunity. She moved over him with one knee either side of her rib cage, applied the condom, and positioned his cock for her to sit down and impale herself on it. It was her favorite position. It was the position of power. It was like this that she derived her greatest pleasure!

Finally, in position, Carly rode Greg, cowgirl fashion, long and hard. She bounced on him with a fury like Greg had never seen before. Sometimes she rode bent forward with her tits touching Greg's and others, she rode tall in the saddle. Beads of sweat began to form on her forehead.

Carly’s excitement had grown to a level that she seldom experienced and she poured every bit of energy she could muster into this fuck in hopes of increasing her pleasure. No doubt Greg was good! He had brought her to this point.

Then, with all the violent movement, fatigue began to set in and Carly slowed. Every cycle of her thrusting grew slower. . . .Still she worked! She needed to cum!

Then, Greg made the move. He suddenly rolled Carly on to her back and moved between her widely splayed knees to a position where he could re-insert his cock into her and drive it home in her belly.

This time, Greg began to pound his cock into her in a violent thrusting and the exhausted Carly could only lay idle as he fucked her relentlessly. It was as she lay there, she felt it! It was a feeling like no other! The sensations from her vulva and vagina were powerful - more powerful that any she’d previously experienced in a long time. They flooded over her and blotted out all rational thinking! Only the extreme pleasure remained! She had her sought after orgasm!

When she felt Greg stiffen and his actions grow erratic, Carly sensed the end. With renewed energy, she raised her butt off the bed and drove herself on to his thrusting cock as she felt the slight jerks of his cock muscles as they spewed their discharge into the condom.

A minute later, Greg rolled off her and said simply, “That was one hell of a fuck!”

Carly felt pride in his statement. She’d taken him for a good ride and she knew it.

Then, Greg was putting his clothes on. As he tied his second shoe, he stood, took the last sip of brandy from his snifter and turned to go. Carly was at his side and as he reached the door he said, “May I call you some time?”

Carly said simply, “Sometime would be nice.”

“See you around!”

Then Greg was gone.

Carly went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth and gargled. The taste of her juices that she had gotten when she’d kissed Greg remained to be washed away. Then, she showered and dried herself.

A look a her watch told her it wasn’t even ten o’clock yet and she still had time for the evening television news before bed. . . .