Housemates share everything…Episode 1

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She stood in the door frame watching him in the dark. He lay naked on the bed barely covered by the sheet that was twisted around his right foot.
The weather had been warm recently so most of them in the house had been sleeping in little or no clothing. The warm weather had also had some of the girls in the house feeling quite horny and in need of satisfaction. Most had boyfriends in other cities but she didnt and she didnt mind. It meant she could fuck who she wanted when she wanted – men didnt say no to her when she told them they should fuck.
Except him – lying in all his glory in the dark with a faint glimmer of moonlight coming through the window.

His cock was cleanly shaved and lying there inviting her to touch it – she could easily walk up and just take him into her mouth and make him hard. The thought of doing that caused a rush through her body. Her nipples started hardening and she felt an ache begin in her pussy.
As she stood there she stroked her nipples making them erect – imagining his pleasure of waking up inside her mouth.
The longer she stood there the more she wanted him so she began to walk into the room – only a few steps to his bed. Once she’d reached it, she reached out a hand to his cock.

When she had him in her hand he stirred a little but didnt wake and she slowly moved her hand around him – rubbing and massaging. Slowly his cock began to grow and harden – she smiled, pleased at her work.
When he was near rock hard, she bent down and took him into her mouth – slowly sucking and licking his shaft up and down. Again he moaned but didnt wake – allowing for her to continue to work his cock up and down. Her head bobbed at his crotch for a few minutes making sure he was hard and ready. When he was she stopped for a moment contemplating how to proceed further – to fuck him dry.

She slowly sat on the bed testing the waters – would he wake. He moved slightly, his hand touching her leg as he did. This sent shivers up her spine. She wanted him so badly she was wet and aching for his cock. She slipped her fingers inside herself – teasing herself. While she did this she let out a small moan – he still didnt wake.

Finally she decided it was now or never – she sat on her knees and slipped one leg over his body so she was straddling him. His cock was directly under her wet, aching pussy. Slowly she lowered herself onto him – taking him in slowly. He was big and stretched her a little. As she sank onto him she relaxed and moaned a little more until he was fully inside her.
She sat there for a second waiting to see if he woke – he stirred a little more almost on the verge of consciousness. So she began to move and gyrate her hips on him. As she did she felt her juices flow more and start to run down his shaft – all the while making herself more and more horny. She began to speed up and knew that if she wanted to bring herself to the perfect orgasm she would need to lean over him – getting the angle right to rub against her clit while penetrating her.
She slowly leant forward, moving on him while doing so. As she did, she felt her body temperature beginning to rise and the pressure inside her build. She knew she was close to climax but didnt know how far he was from cumming inside her.

She carried on, picking up a little speed to keep the feeling – if only he was awake to suck her nipples and run his hands over her. Not this time she thought to herself as she moved back and forth on him, finally speeding up as she neared climax – she was so close to finishing.
One final push and she felt her muscles contract in blissful pleasure! She pushed on, biting her lip to not scream in pleasure, riding the waves of pleasure and bringing 2 more smaller orgasms before she felt him cum – causing a final orgasm for them both.
Once she had finished, she slowly sat up and lifted herself off of him. As she did his cum dripped out of her a little which she wiped off her legs with her fingers and licked clean. A little of their juices had dripped on him when she had dismounted. She smiled and decided to leave them there as a souvenir for when he wakes up in the morning.

She left him sleeping – she could see he had fallen into a deep sleep after cumming. Maybe he would think it was a dream – maybe he’d remember.
All she knew was that this would be happening again – whether he was awake or not. Housemates share everything after all…

Decisions to be made….Part 2

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Jess woke after a night of tossing and turning – sleep had evaded her for most of the night. For the past 2 days she had been wrestling with the options that Max had given her for their meetup.
While lying in bed, she thought of the last time they had been in the same room – shortly after the breakup at a comedy show. Besides the show being really bad, the atmosphere at the table could have been cut with a knife and all of their friends could not have felt more out of place if they tried.

Jess pulled herself out of bed – it was just after 9am and she had until 3pm to keep her mind occupied with family and silly things that they did over the Christmas holidays. While in the shower she prepared for seeing Max – it had been many years since they had since eachother face to face and she wanted to remind him of all he was missing! She made sure her legs were silky smoothe as well as ensuring her pussy was exactly the same. She washed her hair and scrubbed every part of her body with coconut shower cream. When she stepped out of the shower, she toweled off and wrapped her hair up to get the curls to form. She moisturised from head to toe with coconut body lotion. She was making sure she smelled amazing for when they met – she wanted him to remember this for a long time after.

The day passed quicker than Jess would have liked and before she knew it she was walking out the front door with the keys to the Jeep in her hand. She had told her family that she was going to meet some old friends for coffee and a catchup and not to worry if she wasnt back by dinner. The ride across town didnt take that long – at least not as long as she remembered it.
Jess checked her phone when she stopped at an intersection – she was already 15 minutes early.

Eventually Jess pulled into the multistory parking garage that was across the street from the bar that they had agreed to meet in. Purely because of the location – it was directly under the apartment block that Max had found for them to make use of.
She checked her appearance over in the mirror before hopping out of the Jeep and striding across the road into the bar. Being so early, the bar only had a few business men in finishing their lunch meetings and Jess managed to find a booth in the back.
The waiter came over and she ordered herself a double vodka on the rocks and ordered Max a double whisky – she hoped that his drinking hadnt changed over the years.
When her drink arrived she sipped it nervously – swirling the ice around the glass. She took out her lipstick and began re-applying it and checking the rest of her makeup when she spotted Max walking through the door behind her. She put her mirror away and drank the rest of her vodka. Soon after that, Max’s hand touched her shoulder and she nearly jumped. She looked up at him and smiled.
“Hey sexy,” he said in his deep voice.
“Hey yourself.”
“I see you got me a drink,” he said sitting down opposite her.
Jess couldnt help but stare at him. He had changed a bit since they had been together – he had cut his hair and toned up a bit. But he was still as handsome as she remembered. As she was staring at him she began to remember all the things he used to do that drove her wild and found herself becoming aroused.

As they sat and caught up on old times, Jess removed her blazer and Max’s jaw fell to the table. He had forgotten what her boobs had looked like. She smiled to herself – the push-up bra that she had bought the day before was working perfectly. Jess squirmed in her seat still feeling aroused and starting to be concious that she was getting rather wet and that her skirt was shorter than usual.
Max reached across the table and took her hand and rubbed his thumb across the back of it. The touch of his skin against hers sent shivers up her spine. Without realising it Jess’s other hand moved to her throat and began rubbing it. It was only until she looked up and saw the look on his face – the look of hunger and lust.
“Shall we move to somewhere a little more comfortable?” Max asked.
Jess smiled and nodded.

They left the bar and headed towards the entrance of the apartment block and into one of the lifts. Within seconds of stepping into the lift, Max had pinned her against the mirror and attacked her lips. She was taken by the force but melted into his body and let him kiss her. His hands went to the hem of her skirt lifting it and began to move towards her knickers. But the lift stopped and the doors opened to the floor that they were heading to. Max dragged Jess out of the lift and down the short corridor to the apartment he had found. His hands were all over her again as they got to the door and eventually Jess took the keys from his hand to try and get the door open herself while Max began unzipping her skirt. Once inside Jess had to step out of her skirt as it fell to the floor leaving her in her red g-string, red heels and her black halter top. Jess bent over to pick up the skirt and draped it over the back of a chair. As she turned she could see Max rubbing himself through his jeans. She remembered how big he was and she licked her lips in anticipation.
“This is a nice place,” she said walking over to the wall of windows. The view was amazing from the 32nd floor apartment – the bay was calm and there wasnt a cloud in the sky. “So who does this small mansion belong to then?”
Max walked up behind her and massaged her shoulders and placed his fingers around her neck ever so gently making her shiver. “I managed to convince George that I was using it for a meeting with some out of town clients. He thinks there’s going to be a meeting and then a formal dinner for 10 people and then the chairman and his wife are staying until their flight around midday tomorrow.”
Jess smiled and turned around looking at the whole apartment. “That would explain the exceptionally large apartment and dining room table.”
Max smiled, his hands still around Jess’s neck and gave it a small squeeze while he kissed her. She moaned as he did so and her hands went to his chest and she ran them down and unzipped his jeans. She dipped one hand into his boxers and grabbed hold of his cock – it was semi erect and she could feel him pulsing in her fingers. As the kiss went on Max squeezed a little more around Jess’s neck knowing that she was always turned on by it in the past.
Max ended the kiss and pulled away slowly. “There’s a reason I was late earlier. I was sorting out a few things for us up here – I remembered one of your fantasies from when we were together. Its one that we never got to try out – mostly because we were living at home at the time. But hopefully I’ve done it justice – well from what I remembered of it.”
“You’ve got me curious now. I told you so many of my deepest fantasies over the years even after we split. Well – tell me more!!”

Max took out a black silk blindfold from his back pocket, turned Jess around and tied it over her eyes. Her hands went up to touch it but he slapped her hands away.
“No touching,” he said. “Behave or there will be consequences.”
She smiled and lowered her hands from her face but tried to reach out to touch Max only to find each of her wrists being tied with leather restraints. Now that she had no idea where she was going Max tugged on the cords attached to her wrists and led her out of the living room.
Max pulled Jess into the bedroom where he had set up more restraints to make full use of their time together.
He stood Jess in front of the bed and made her stand facing the bed. While he left her there, he went across to the windows and pulled the red lace curtains closed causing the room to turn red. He then turned back to Jess and untied the straps of her halter top and pulled it over her head leaving her standing in her underwear and heels. He turned her to face him and pulled her breasts out of her bra one at a time while massaging them and rubbing her already erect nipples. Eventually he pulled her bra off and tossed it across the room. Max then kissed Jess deeply, rubbing her nipples causing her to moan. He was holding the ropes from her wrist restraints behind her back preventing her from touching him but because of this he had to use his legs to spread hers a little and rubbed his thigh against hers towards her wet pussy causing Jess to moana and rub against Max.
“Hmmm,” he said enjoying the moment. “Being a little naughty are we?”
Jess shook her head.
“Good. I’d hate to have to discipline you – especially since this is the first time I’ve been able to touch you in years.”
Max stroked her sides and she shivered under his touch. “You smell amazing – just like I remembered you to. Has anyone been as good to you as I was? Has anyone made you shudder when you cum like I did?”
Jess shivered at the feeling of his breath on the skin on her neck. She hated to admit it but Max had been the last man who had touched her intimately.
Jess took a deep breath, “No Max, you’re one of the best I’ve had. You’re also the last person who had me.”
Max was shocked, how could anyone not want this amazing girl? His hands shook as he gently pushed her backwards onto the bed. Jess fell gently onto the soft bed and tried to move further up the bed to get comfortable but Max had grabbed her ankles and cuffed them in a similar way to her wrists. The only difference being that he tied the restraints to the feet of the bed straight away after which he moved towards her wrists and tied those to the headboard. Jess pulled on the restraints to test them out only to find that Max had tied them just the way she liked them.
She could feel his hands go down to her g-string and could feel the way he played with the satin and the ruffles around the edges. He lifted them slightly and could see how wet she was already and could feel how warm she was. He slipped his fingers further into her underwear and could feel her juices against the satin, he gently brushed against her outside lips and Jess moaned and bucked her hips towards his hand but instead of allowing her to push his fingers inside her he cupped her pussy and pushed her back down to the bed.
Max then removed his hand and walked away from the bed to remove his clothes. While he undressed, he watched Jess lie there shivering in anticipation. She had no idea what he had install for her – he had managed to avoid her seeing all the toys he had lined up on the dresser – the blindfold had been a brilliant idea.

Once Max was done undressing he picked up a remote controlled bullet vibe from his table of gadgets and moved towards Jess. When he reached her, he pulled her underwear aside and rubbed the cold rubber vibe against her lips causing her to jump slightly and stiffen. He had been so quiet that she didnt know which was he was going to approach from and had caught her off guard. The feel of the vibe against her skin caused her to be curious and she relaxed again as she became aroused and her juices flowed once again. Once she was wet enough Max slid the vibe inside her lips and left it there while he kissed down her right leg to her ankle and then across to her left ankle and back up her left hip. He then continued up to her belly ring and smiled – it was a new addition to her body since they had been together and he loved it. He sucked her belly bar for a little and flicked the switch to start the vibe buried inside Jess. The vibrations went through Jess’s body and she started to moan as she began to be aroused. Max moved to her nipples – sucking on them and massaging her boobs all the time making sure his body didnt touch hers aside from his hands and mouth. He switched up the vibrations on the vibe and increased the power. Jess started to moan and call out Max’s name while pulling at the restraints. Max knew from experience that she wasnt far from an orgasm and realised that there was only 2 possible ways of preventing her from alerting the neighbours to what was going on – something he wanted to avoid. He rolled off the bed and took off his boxers – the only item of clothing he’d left on. While he did he alternated the vibrations and the intensity of them too. He loved to watch her squirm with pleasure – something he had missed over the last few years. His cock was hard and standing to attention as he walked over to Jess on the bed and straddled her chest allowing for his cock to slide into her mouth. She took him in eagerly but clearly struggling to get a rhythm going while the vibrations were so intense. Max lowered them slightly and began to move into her mouth in a slow rhythm. As he felt himself reach the hardest he could be he turned up the vibrator speed and began to pump into Jess’s mouth to the same rhythm and could feel himself close to climax but wanted to hold back – he wanted her to lose control before he watched her gag on his cum and hard cock in her mouth.
“I’m close,” Max said, taking everything not to cum as he said it.
An unidentifyable noise came from Jess’s throat which he took to mean she was close and turned the vibe to its fullest while he continued to fuck her mouth. He felt her body start to shake under him and she began to climax and watching the restraints pull tight as she tried to move her hands he thrust harder and with a final push found himself cumming in her mouth – the sounds of her trying to swallow it all and deal with the vibrations still pulsing was fucking hot. He found it hard to stop even though he had nothing left to come out of his cock.

When he had finished and he was empty, Max slowed the vibrator’s speed down to a gentle hum and moved away from Jess. As he moved off her, he wiped the stray bits of cum that had dribbled down her cheeks and lifted them to her lips for her to lick off his fingers. She lay there panting for a few moments catching her breath and when she could finally speak she let her head fall to one side.
“That…was…fucking…amazing!” She said between gasps for air.
“I’m glad you liked it,” Max said right next to her ear. “I have some more treats for you – thats if you have time for it all.”
Jess could hear the cheeky smile in his voice.
“Mmmm…”
“So you dont have to be anywhere anytime soon?”
“No. I told the family I’d be out for ages and not to worry about trying to reach me,” she replied. “Maybe that wasnt such a good idea??”
Max laughed and ran a finger down her body. “I’m going to undo your restraints for a bit but the blindfold has to stay on. Or else.”
Jess nodded as Max undid her wrists first, she began to rub them to get the feeling back. When he undid her legs, he massaged each one and bent it back and forth to help get the blood flowing again. Jess then curled into a semi-foetal position while Max removed the remote vibe from her exhausted pussy.

“Just rest a while. I’ve got more in store for you sexy,” Max said and kissed her shoulder.

To be continued….★★

 

Decisions to be made….Part 1

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The holiday had been planned for months and Jess was finally packed and ready to go. She had a few things that she hadnt gotten around to but they could wait for 3 weeks.
Throughout her trip to the hotel she was using the night before flying out she dreamt of sumshine, palm trees and home cooking. It had been far too long since her last trip home. So long since she had relaxed. So long since….since she had seen Max. The thought almost scared her. Years before when they had split she had come home at the last minute for Christmas and they had had to endure a few social gatherings together. Awkward didnt begin to describe the feelings that year. She felt guilty for pushing him away the way she had but it had been done and she couldnt change that. To make her feep even worse he had married 18 months later. A girl she had known through Max and his friends. Anna was different but not the kind Jess had ever expected Max to fall for.

Jess picked up her phone and typed a quick message to Max to remind him she was landing the following day. Besides the rough breakup they had remained close – if you call sepaeated by 10,000s of miles close. They spoke at least once a week via text or facebook and often the conversations moved in a very sexual direction.
Jess put her phone in her pocket as the car pulled up to the hotel. She checked in and decided a soak in the hotel hot tub was needed.

After an hour of soaking Jess got out and realised she needed to put her bikini in a bag meaning she would have to walk through the hotel lobby without any underwear on. Shrugging, Jess slipped her skirt on and her top back on and strolled through the lobby swinging her hips a little more than usual. She couldnt believe it – the whole process was turning her on and she could feel herself becoming aroused. By the time she got to her room she needed to either find a man to fuck or relax with a large rum and masturbate. Jess opted for the latter having seen the options for men in the hotel.

As she lay on the bed wrapped in the towel robe she ran her hands over her body which was becoming more sensitive as her hands moved lower. She had some music on to drown out her moans. She was rubbing her clit when her phone went. It was Max’s ringtone. With her left hand she answered it still rubbing her pussy.
“Hey,” she said.
“Hey yourself sexy!!! So are you here yet?”
“No, I land in about 24…aaaahhhh…,” Jess moaned.
“Jess are you ok?”
Biting back a scream Jess mumbled into the phone, “Hang on a minute, I need to finish this first.” She dropped the phone ontonjer chest and brought herself to a shuddering climax.
Breathless she pressed the speaker button. “Sorry. Had to finish. Whats up?”
Max was silent.
“Hello??? Are you still there Max?”
“Yes, sorry. Listening to you threw me slightly. So you say you land tomorrow?”
“Yeah late at night.”
“Cool. Well…uhm…give me a shout when you’re settled. Itd be great to see you again.” He paused. “All of you. Ive missed you.”
With that the call ended.
“Fuck.” The only word  Jess could think of.
She found herself in the shower a few minutes later bringing herself to climax three more times before passing out.

A few days later she messaged Max to let him know she was home. Immediately they got into their usual topic of converasation. He asked what she was wearing, she asked if he was alone. He asked for pictures and she asked when he fucked his secretary last. Details went back and forth until Max laid his cards on the table:
“I need to see you, I want to fuck you again.”
She had been expecting this.
“Why now?”
“I figure it can only help you with your commitmemt issues with Ben.”
She smiled. She had forgotten she’d mentioned that.
“Ok but where? My place is full of relatives,” she replied after a lengthly pause.
“Mine’s out too for similar reasons.
“Have a think and let me know. I have to go – Rob’s called on the other line.”

Their converasations continued for about a week until Max had found an apartment of a friend that they could use. Now came the tricky part. When and how to get there?
Max worked and Jess had to find a way to get away from the family.
Finally 2 days before they were due to meet Max through a few requests her way. Some seemed reasonable and like old times but one knocked the wind out of her sails: to let him climax inside her. It was something they had both longed for but their relationship ended before they could discuss it. Now Jess was also not taking any contraception so she had to think about it. It was bad enough she hadnt masturbated in over a week and was so on edge the slighest touch would drive her wild. Now she had this to consider. The thought of him inside her drove her wild with desire and she could feel her juices running.

★★ What should Jess do??? To be continued….★★

Sex for money…part 1

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The alarm went off. It was about 9am and the sun was starting to peak through the gap in the curtains. As she hit the kill button on her alarm she rolled out of bed and walked over to her desk. Having a studio apartment did have its advantages at times.
Walking across to her notebook she opened it and logged onto her emails. While she waited for them to load she made a cup of coffee and went and sat back down eating a toasted bagel. There were a few emails from her family trying to plan a reunion she had no interest in going to – at least not alone. Which had made her sign up for a dating website. Well at least that was the original plan. The site she had found happened to be one for casual hookups – something she had found out after she had registered and paid a subscription. But that was all well and good – she didnt mind. It was quite arousing to have men send her messages of desire and she was ashamed to admit that some of the things they wanted to do to her actually turned her on. A few times she had found herself wet within a few lines of the email.

Todays messages didnt bring anything out of the ordinary – or at least so she thought. Usually she didnt read the messages that were out of her search parameters – men too old, too far, too young, too…whatever. But today for some reason she clicked to show them all.
As she scrolled through the emails that had the worst profile pictures ranging from flacid and wrinkly cocks to some surprisingly delicious looking specimens she found one that she thought might be interesting. She clicked on it and was shocked to read the contents:

“Hi there.
I love your profile and your body looks amazing! I’d love to fuck you for hours!
If you’re up for it I am willing to pay $500.
Look forward to hearing from you.
Malcolm”

She couldnt believe what she had read. Had someone actually just offered her money to have sex?? Surely she had misread the whole thing. She read the message again and again. She couldnt believe her eyes.
She clicked back to a message from a guy she had been talking to the night before and read his latest email. She could feel herself getting wet just imagining the things he had written. Luckily she kept her egg vibrator in her desk drawer for occasions just like this. She was feeling a little naughtier than usual, so she turned on her webcam to record herself – she knew she could use it as a new blog post later. As she read the message slowly, she felt her nipples stiffen under her night shirt that was now totally unbuttoned. She opened her legs and inserted the egg just enough and turned it on. It made her heart race and she could feel her juices flowing. She stuck one of her fingers inside herself and brought it to her lips to taste – a naughty smile growing. She pinched her nipples causing her arousal to grow – she increased the speed of the egg and lent back into the chair. Her orgasm burst through her body and she gripped the arms of the chair so she didnt fall out of it. When she was done, she removed the egg which was covered in her glistening juices and licked it after which she shut the camera off.
Getting up to wash the egg off and step into a shower, she hit upload on the video and left it to sort itself out – as she was sure many men would do when they watched that video.

Once she had showered and cleaned up she saw that she had another message from Malcolm. She hesitated before opening it not knowing what to expect. Had he found the video? He couldnt have – he didnt know her name or that she had a blog. Did he? Shaking her head she sat down and read the message:

“Hi there
I hope you got my last message. I’m sure you have by now but who knows if you’ve had time
to read it. You probably get a ton of messages with a body like yours.
Please reply. I would love to do things to you – but only if you’ll let me.
My previous offer still stands.
Malcolm”

She honestly didnt know what to do. Then she hit reply:

“Hi
Thanks for the message. I dont know exactly what you think I am but I found the offer of
$500 for sex a little confusing. What exactly did you have in mind?
Please realise that I am not on here for money – I’m on here for fun.
Thanks
S”

Once she clicked send, she sat back and waited. In the meantime she checked her blog to see if there were any comments on her latest post from her video blog. Sure enough there was – a few actually. All with varying compliments and a few asking to see a fuller view of the action rather than just her face and cleavage. Well it was on the cards – but not just yet.
Her notification went telling her there was a new message on the dating site. She clicked on the message to open it:

“Hi
Well my little minx, there are a few things that I want to do to you but not many women
are into the things that I propose to them. But to give you an idea, I would love to
initiate a kidnap situation that you know about but will not know when. Take you into the
back of a van and tie you in such a way that you are spiked by a vibrator that I control.”

The message ended there. Somehow she wanted to know more and was intrigued by the whole thing. She hit reply and asked him for more information. Their messages went on for the rest of the morning and a good part of the afternoon before she logged off.

After an hour’s nap she woke up and went straight to her messages. Malcolm had left her several more messages which she eagerly read getting wetter with each sentence that rolled past her eyes. At the end of the final one, she clicked reply: “Yes”

Victorian Inheritance…Part 3

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Mary couldnt belive it. She finally had a name for her possible lover. His passion made her feel alive.
Even when she was younger and used to run off to the woods with the other children when the hunt was on, she never felt like this.

Mary turned to face Lucian but he was already gone. She ran out to the delivey entrance but the cart had already pulled out to the main drive and headed to the gates of the estate.  She watched forlorn as the cart drove out of sight. There was little she could do now but carry on with the arrangements for the celebration.
She turned back to the house and as she re-entered the kitchen she heard the butler announce a guest’s arrival.
She quickly checked herslef in the kitchen windows to ensure that she looked acceptable to greet one of her first guests.

That evening a feast was held to welcome the guests to the estate. The meal was not as lavish as the birthday celebration would be but it was nowhere near ordinary. Pheasant and venison were accompanied by exotic fruits, wines and ales from across England.

All through dinner Mary thought of nothing more than the hands that had held her, caressed her. She felt her blood start to course through her veins and a flush come to her face. One of the guests had been watching her from across the table. He started to wonder what was exciting her so much at dinner. The baron felt himself starting to become aroused.

When Mary made to retire, the baron followed her to the third floor. She was so tired she didnt hear the desperate footsteps behind her. She still had Lucian’s hands in her mind. Before she got to her room she stepped out onto the balcony.

Victorian Inheritance…Part 2

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Mary awoke the following morning. It was still early, allowing her time to get washed and dressed before her sisters so she could get downstairs to receive the delivery in the kitchen. It was the one duty that her mother had allowed her to take running up to the celebrations and she was determined to make an impression.

The dress she had chosen for the day was a sun yellow with lace trim around the hem and the sleeves. Her sleeves ran down to her elbows and flared just enough to show a little of her upper arms. Quite a different cut from the ones she wears to the tavern at night but still showing enough of her bosom to make an impression.
Her hair was pinned on top of her head with two small ringlets falling around the side of her face – framing her delicate face.

She skipped down the stairs to the kitchen, greeting some of the staff already hard at work for the festivities ahead. As she passed the pantry she took an apple and sliced off a piece. She loved apples and their orchard had the most amazing apples she had ever tasted.
As she sat eating her apple she thought back to the ride home in the carriage the night before. The handsome strangers hands on her waist, the way he had massaged her bosom. The kiss was so passionate yet it wasnt forced – it wasnt a hunger. Some of the men in the tavern had tired to kiss her before and they were simply desperation, lust and only after a quick encounter in the stables. She had never let them have that pleasure – unlike some of the older women who worked in the tavern all the time.

A knock on the door brought her back to the present time.
“Excuse me,” the voice said, “I’m here to deliver these drinks to the Calloway house.”
Mary turned to face the voice and dropped the knife she had been using. It was the man from the tavern last night. Her heart began to race again – it had only just slowed.
“Yes. If you bring them in and place them in…uhm…here,” Mary explained walking towards the cold store. It was only a quarter full so there was plenty of space.
He nodded at the space and went back outside. She heard him give instructions to the men with him and soon he was back showing them where to put things. While they were unpacking, Mary looked at this stranger again watching him with the boxes. She could see his muscles through his shirt and her mind started to drift wanting to feel his lips again.

Soon the boxes had filled the store – stacks of wine, ale, champagne and other drinks. Mary walked into the store to inspect everything. She had no idea how many of what was there but she knew that it had to all be there as the store was full. As she walked further into the store she let her mind wander to her stranger’s body once more. She stood with her eyes closed, imagining his hands on her waist while his lips caressed her neck. Her blood began to course through her veins again. She touched her neck – a bead of sweat had formed around the necklace she was wearing. As she moved her hand around her neck, she felt a pair of hands take her around the waist. She murmured in appreciation, allowing the arms to close around her pulling her against a warm body. Next lips were on her neck, kissing down her shoulder to the collar of her dress. While one had stayed around her waist, the other moved towards her bosom and began massaging it. She braced herself against the stranger – he hands on his legs. The kisses kept going, over her collar bone and she was spun around to face the man giving her pleasure. She leaned her head back as he kissed up her neck, to her chin, finally reaching her lips. He paused a fraction away from them. Mary could feel his breath and she could all but taste his muskiness. She wanted him to kiss her like he had the night before. She lifted her head, connecting their lips and closed her eyes. The passion engulfed them both. She pulled him closer, again feeling him through his trousers and this time through the layers of her gown. Their passion was strong and powerful. He pushed her up onto one of the crates allowing her to sit so he could stand between her legs. He held her chin in his hands while he pushed his body closer to hers. Her moans became louder as her desires became heightened.
His hands moved down her body again – towards her legs. Lifting her skirts, he ran his hands up her legs. He reached the edge of her undergarments just above her knees. She wore the new fashion of flared ones – he loved them as they made it easier to to reach up the rest of a woman’s leg. Mary writhed as his hands travelled further up her legs.
“Please,” she moaned. “Dont. Not here.”
He looked at her, his hands still on her bare thighs.
“You dont want me?”
She looked him in the eyes. “On the contrary, I’ve never wanted something more in my life!”
“So whats the problem?”
She pushed him back a little, regaining some composure. “Its just that there is a lot happening. The celebrations that will take place in 3 days time are for me. For my 18th birthday. And for…” Mary drifted off.
“For?”
“Well in order for my family to be presented with suitors for me,” she explained.
He looked saddened. “I thought you worked in the tavern.”
She looked away. “Its not something I’m too happy about but it is part of the traditions.”
“Can I ask your name at least?”
“Mary,” she replied. After a pause she asked his name.
“Lucian.”

Victorian Inheritance…Part 1

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The year was 1882. Its a typical English summer out in the country. The village of Corton Denham was a quite one. Things rarely became exciting – the most the townsfolk ever saw was the harvest festival once  a year.

Mary came from a very wealthy and aristocratic family who’s estate was located just outside the village. Being the oldest of 5 daughters meant that she had been groomed since the age of 8 to fulfil the role of Lady of the Manor. This was yet to be used as both her parents were in superb health. This however lead to the fact that she had to act ladylike all the time – never allowed fun or free time to do as she pleased.

Her 18th birthday was less than 2 weeks away and already the house was a frenzy of preparation for the upcoming celebrations. Her parents were arranging for a masquerade ball to be held on the eve of her birthday. During this celebration suitors from across the country would attend and be presented to her and her family. It was a large affair that had many things to be arranged – food and drink coming from great distances. Cakes, breads, pastries and terrine had to be made. Wines and spirits were to be shipped from the Continent and to arrive days before the event.

Mary loathed the idea of having a marriage arranged for her – being a hopeless romantic did seem to be a difficult life to follow. Growing up with 4 younger sisters – the first of which being 5 years younger – meant that she had grown accustomed to spending time with the children from the village. During this time she had often hidden from her governess so she didnt have to have her lessons. After doing this she would go and meetup with some of the boys who worked in the stables. They would climb trees, row down the river or swim in the lake on the edge of the family estate.

The week before the celebration people started to arrive. The various cottages on the estate were filling with suitors and their valets. This meant that Mary and her sisters had their movements restricted even more but this wouldnt stop Mary as she had various escape routes in the Manor.
On one such night Mary dressed in one of the dresses she used for blending into the town to get into the tavern for drink. It was a midnight blue gown. Very plain – so not to attract attention. The bust had a cheaper corset inside but it was enough to push her bosom up enough for her to look at least 3 years older than she was.
After wriggling into the dress and doing up the corset – a trick she had learnt to perform when she was 12 – she undid her hair allowing it to cascade down her back in auburn ringlets and applied the red lip rouge she had purchased only a year earlier. Against her pale skin the red gave an amazing contrast.

When she reached the tavern she could hear the music was in full swing already – she wasnt late this time. As soon as she entered the landlord called for her to get behind the counter and to start serving. It was a wonderful secret she had – only a few nights a week so as not to arouse suspicion at the manor. If people noticed her missing in the house it would be the end for her.
Once behind the bar she was bombarded bar rowdy farmers and blacksmiths calling for their ales. She pulled their drinks as quickly as she could and placed the tankards on a tray and carried them over. She was greeted by great cheers and a firm slap on her rear. Most “ladies” of this time would be appalled by this behaviour but she had grown accustomed to their behaviour from a young age. One of the men grabbed her around he waist and sat her on his knee.
“Wench, you do us proud with drink!” The man was clearly already drunk – his breath was laced in ale and cheap tobacco.
Mary leaned back into the mans arms and laughed. She loved the attention that she got here – life was going to be very boring once she was married.

The night at the tavern was like every other night – raucous and with many pieces of furniture broken in the 3 fights that broke out.
As the tavern closed and she cleaned a young man she had never seen before came in. He came over the the counter and asked for a tankard of ale and something to eat.
“I’m afraid we’ve only got some bread and cheese left – the meat ran out hours ago,” she told him as she handed him his ale.
“That’ll do fine. I’ve been travelling all day and just need something to eat please.”
Mary brought the food over to him and he asked her to sit with him while he ate the food. She lost track of time until she heard the church bells struck 12.
“Oh no! Its midnight! I need to get home before…” she stopped mid sentence careful not to give anything away.
Mary stood up to leave and the man asked if she wanted to use his carriage to get back.
“Its no trouble – my footman can take you quicker than you can walk surely,” he said.
Mary looked at him thinking how she could accept the offer without the man finding out who she was. The last thing she needed was people from the village finding out who she really was. If she told the footman to stop at one of the staff entrances she should be fine.
“Thank  you. I would be most grateful,” she replied.
“Excellent. I’ll come with you – it wouldnt be right for a lady to travel alone at night.”
She looked at him and blushed.

Once in the the carriage moved forward he leaned forward towards her. Mary could see his smile through the dim light in the carriage. He was handsome in a rugged way and his hair was falling into his eyes. She smiled and wondered how strong he was. The manor was still an hour away. As he leaned forward he lifted the hem of her dress enough to show the lower half of her legs.
She pushed it down. “I dont know what you’re trying to do, but I’m not that kind of a girl.”
He dropped her hem and moved next to her. “I’m sorry. Its just that you are so beautiful – in a way that I have never seen before.”
She blushed a deep red.
She leant forward to say something, as she did so the carriage hit a bump throwing her into his arms. He held onto her tightly, their mouths only inches apart. He looked at her for a second before he pressed his lips against hers. It was mere seconds until she relinquished to him. The kiss grew stronger and passion built between them. Mary couldnt believe that this was happening. All her life she had wanted this to happen but until now none of the boys in town had ever paid her attention like this – even as a bar wench.
The passion between them grew and his hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer to him. Eventually he drew her onto his lap and she could feel him through his trousers. She knew where this could lead but she couldnt let that happen. Not so close to the upcoming celebrations. With all these thoughts running through her head she hadnt realised that one of his hands had moved to her bosom. Massaging it through her dress then slipping inside the corset. She moaned in pleasure and wanted more of him.
As she pulled away from him to get some breath she saw the silhouette  of the Manor approaching. She knew she had very little time with this stranger but she wanted more. More time to know him, more time for him to know her, more of his kisses. But she knew that would have to wait.
She used the last few moments with him to feel him. The full extent of his passion could only be guessed through his trousers. While she felt him, he moaned and pulled her in for another kiss.

They pulled apart just as the carriage arrived at the entrance of the estate.
“Tell me your name,” he pushed.
“I cant,” Mary replied. “I would bring shame on my family.”
“When can I see you again?” He asked her.
“I’ll be at the tavern again in two nights time.”
“I’ll be waiting for you.”
As she stood to leave he pulled her close one last time in an embrace before Mary pulled away and ran towards the Manor. She couldnt believe the nights events – and all only days before the celebrations.

Closing Time……Part Two

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As Carly closed her blouse, she slowly stood up and looked around. She couldnt see anyone watching but then again it could have simply been the old building settling after the heat that day.

As Carly walked the the edge of the cage, she got her keys out to lock it and shut off the gas for the beer. This took but seconds and once done she couldnt help but smile to herself about how paranoid she was that someone was watching. Once she started to think about it she realised that it turned her on a little, no a lot. Her blood began to race and she could feel a hot flush through her still wet pussy. She started to wonder if there was someone, who it was. Night security? A guest who had stumbled through accidentally – it had happened before. Or was it Mike? God please let it be Mike.

Carly exhaled deeply and walked out of the store and shut the door behind her locking it firmly.

 

Mike was doing his first ground floor walk of the night – a little late but at least he was doing it. The bar conference centre was locked down already – set for the wedding in the morning. As he left the reception room, he passed through the kitchen – all the gas off. As he walked through the restaurant he could see that the bar was still empty and in darkness. He started to wonder where Carly was – she hadnt signed out yet. Then he started to think about her – really think about her. What he would do to her if he ever got the chance! He had watched her wipe down the bar earlier and could see her cleavage through her blouse. Many of the female bar staff didnt realise that the lighting near the bar allowed the reception team a clear view into their tops. But Carly had the lovely touch of a near see-through bra. Tonight he had the pleasure of seeing both her nipples clear as day. He could feel his cock getting hard. He would need to do something about that or he would be uncomfortable for the rest of his shift. Plus it would be a hard thing to explain to Paul when he came back from the security walk.

As he neared the edge of the restaurant he saw Carly coming out of the bar store. Her blouse was a little more undone than usual and she looked a little flushed. As she leaned down to lock the shutters for the bar something fell out of her pocket. He looked closer. He smiled and walked over to where she was. She was so busy doing the lock down she hadnt even realised it had fallen out of her pocket. As Mike walked up to her he could see she was wearing hold-up stockings – his favourite kind. He was hard now – the pressure against his trousers was intense.

Mike walked up behind Carly and ran his hand across her arse. She jumped up from what she was doing.

“You scared me Mike,” she exclaimed.
“Sorry,” he said. “But I couldnt resist.” He was grinning slyly.
Their eyes met and she couldnt help but lick her lips in the way she would when flirting on a date.
“Well I’ll take that as a compliment then,” she smiled.
Mike smiled, staring down at her chest. He reached toward her blouse, undoing a button – revealing her still erect nipples. Slowly he ran a hand over her right breast, caressing her nipple through the thin lace of her bra.
“Mmmmmm.”
“You like that?” Mike asked her.
She simply answered by stepping closer. There was nearly no space between them now and she could feel his cock in his trousers. She ran a hand over it, squeezing it.
“Looks like someone could use a hand,” she whispered to him.
Mike smiled back. “I sure could. But perhaps not here – not on camera.”
Carly nodded. “Well the store is already locked and the reception hall set. How about……”
Mike kissed her to stop her talking. She succumbed to the passion that sparked between them. As the kiss deepened Mike pulled her gently as he stepped backwards towards the restaurant.

As they walked Carly clung onto Mike’s shirt tugging it out of his trousers. She ran her hands around his waist feeling his body.
They soon reached the restaurant. Mike eventually pulled away from Carly and turned to see where he was going.
He  guided her through the tables towards the booth seats – large enough to have some fun on but not too large to get lost on.
“Here?” Carly asked.
“Why not?”
She shrugged and moved the table slightly so they could easily slide in.

Once seated, Mike reached over and undid the rest of the buttons on her blouse and threw it open.
“I’ve waited so long to see these.”
He took them each in his hands and squeezed. She moaned in pleasure. She could feel her juices starting to flow again. Her hands reached out for his shirt – pushing it and his jacket off. Her hands run down his torso, scratching at his muscles, feeling her way down to his trousers.
Mike leaned in and kissed her again. With more force, with desire and want.
Mikes hands moved from Carly’s breasts towards her waist. As they reached the top of her skirt he undid the zip and she wiggled out. She was now sitting in her underwear, hold-ups and heels.
Mike sat back and admired her. “Well worth the wait,” he said. He ran a hand up her thigh towards her pussy. He could see that she was perfectly smooth and wanting. Obviously her little session a few moments before hadnt completely fulfilled her.
He slipped onto the floor between her legs, running his hands from Carly’s ankles slowly up her legs watching her writhe in pleasure. He reached her thong and using a knife at hand snapped the straps, tossing what was left on the floor. Carly looked down at him in anticipation of what was to come. She bit her lower lip.
“Dont make me wait.”
“Impatient are we?” Mike merely grinned. “Ask nicely.”
“Please.”
Mike teased her with his thumbs, running them along the edge of her pussy, feeling her juices. He found her clit – it was already fully aroused and super sensitive. He rubbed it ever so slightly and she moaned in pleasure.
He kissed up her thighs and once again stopped short of her pussy. As he did her hands reached for his head. She guided him to her allowing him to gently kiss her now extremely wet pussy.

Mike was loving being between her legs. She tasted amazing – better than he had hoped for. And she moved perfectly in time with his tongue. He slipped a finger into her, rubbing inside. Removing it, he lifted his head and came face to face with Carly. He looked her in the eyes and she bent down and licked his finger.
“Fuck you’re sexy,” he whispered.
“My turn to play,” Carly replied pushing him onto his back. She sat astride him, leant down and kissed his torso. All the while undoing his trousers to find his throbbing cock. She massaged it in her hand while her breasts rubbed his torso. Mike loved this, the feeling was amazing. Carly began kissing his torso and he undid her bra while she lowered herself down his body. As she moved she wriggled free of the straps.
Without knowing it she had reached his cock and suddenly took his whole cock into her mouth.
Mike let out a cry of joy. Her mouth was amazing, her tongue flicking around his shaft, sucking and taking in every inch of him.
He was finding it hard to concentrate but he somehow managed to hold onto some piece of sanity and guided her body in such a way he could massage her pussy.
She moaned as he touched her, slipping two fingers inside her and working to the same rhythm as her head bobbing on his cock.

Carly was loving this. She had had complete control until he began finger fucking her again. Her pleasure was growing and it was beginning to be hard to keep her concentration.
His cock was amazing and she loved the fact that she had control over him like this. She felt his hand on her arse, rubbing it, massaging it. She could feel her pussy aching, it needed filling and badly. His fingers left her pussy and she began to speed up on his cock. As she pulled up and sucked his head she heard him reach for something in his pocket. Then suddenly something cold was shoved into her pussy and the vibrations started. She was so shocked she stopped sucking his cock. Kneeling on all fours, she was frozen in pleasure. He was using her vibrator on her!
“Oh…dear….God!” She moaned. “Yes! Ah thats…oh!”
Mike had shifted his position and was sucking on her clitoris while the vibrator played on her insides.
He stopped and moved further under her, switching off the vibrator.
“Tease!” She screamed. “I was about to cum!”
” Oh dont worry, I fully intend to make you cum. I’m going to make you cum so good they’ll hear you on the 10th floor!”

She looked down at him and positioned herself over him. He looked into her eyes, gripped her hips and pushed her down forcefully onto his cock. They both moaned in pleasure at the act. His cock filled her completely and she sat up letting him massage her breasts while she writhed in pleasure on him – rubbing his cock against her clit. She could feel her pleasure mounting.
“Steady,” Mike goaded her.
“I’m…so…close,” she panted.
Mike held her in place stopping her totally, sitting up and flipping her over.
Before she knew it Carly was on her knees again. Mike was behind her and thrust into her wet pussy.
She moaned out again and Mike pulled out of her again. He’d picked up the vibrator again and pushed it into her making her knees start to weaken.
In the last bit of strength Mike had he rubbed some of her juices around her anus and pushed in. The pure pressure of being filled and having the vibrator going triggered something in her body.
Carly lifted herself to the level of the bench and steadied herself with one hand. With the other she reached back and massaged her clit. It was hard.
“Oh you little slut, you’re fucking loving this!” Mike exclaimed.
“Fuck….”
Carly panted trying to keep her mind but her body was telling her something else. Her body moving against Mike with his thrusts caused her pleasure to build. The orgasm was growing.

Mike could feel Carly’s body begin to heat up and shake. She wasnt far from orgasm. His thrusts became more and more urgent. He felt his own body start to respond to the pleasure.
He let go of the vibrator and held Carly firmly on her hips. Her own hand had dropped from her clit and her moaning was getting louder and more intense.
Carly let out a loud scream of ecstasy as she climaxed. Shortly after Mike did the same, his hot cum shooting into her arse. He pulled out and the rest shot over her back.

He was spent but Carly was still in the height of passion. She rolled over with her legs spread begging for more. He buried his face in her pussy and tongue fucked her until she begged him to stop.

Once spent, they lay there in each others arms. Panting.

Once they had regained their breath, Carly rolled over and looked him in the eyes.
“So you saw me in the store room then?”
“No, but I did see you drop your toy when you got back to the bar. And I thought I should probably take the opportunity while its there.”
She smiled back at him – there was no way that she could be embarrassed now.

After a while they pulled themselves up and tried to get themselves back together. Once dressed again Mike lent down and kissed Carly.
She smiled back up at him. “I take it this wont be a one off event then.”
“Not on your life.”

Closing Time….Part One

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It was the end of Carly’s shift and she hated closing the bar. Working in a hotel was ok but there were only so many nights you had to work before you went insane from drunk guests.

The bar was in the very centre of the hotel – all 10 stories towered around the bar and its tables. It was quite a dramatic effect and 90% of guests stood in awe of it when they arrived. The glass from the room windows that looked in reflected the dimmed lights in the evenings and the 3 chandeliers set a further warm glow to the area. 

Sicne it was nearly 2am, the main lights had been turned off and only the table lights were left. With only 3 people left sitting right at the bar, she decided it was as good a time as any to start closing down. Carly walked through the maze of tables starting to make sure all the tables were clear. As she got to the last one she glanced over at the hotel reception – empty except for the night manager and night security. Both guys were having a chat contemplating a cigarette. She smiled – both men were good looking enough to know it and they used that when beautiful women checked in late at night. The number of times they had gone up to assist a guest with a room and been up there for a good hour was shocking.

Carly started to wonder what it would be like. Mike – the night manager – was a big flirt and was close on 6’8″. She started to imagine his hands running over her body, undoing the buttons on her blouse and wondering what his reaction would be to the nearly see-through bra she was wearing, caressing her nipples and massaging her breasts. The thoughts were making her want to fuck. She could feel her juices start to flow. She had to stop or she’d have to get her pocket vibrator out at work before going home.

As she made her way back across the bar while she turned off the table lights, she looked up and realised that the last guests had gone up to bed. How had she not seen them pass her? Oh well at least she could get on with closing now. Once the table lights were coming from the bar fridges and the small lamps on the bar top. She wiped it down one more time – her cleavage clearly visible as she leaned forward. The rubbing on the bar aroused her a little and she closed her eyes.

She couldn’t wait any more, her hormones were starting to rage. She looked back over at reception – Mike wasnt there. Carly didnt think anything of it and quickly locked the fridges – her hands chilling. She undid a few buttons on her blouse revealing more of her breasts. She rubbed her left nipple with her cold hand – the cold arousing her more. She squeezed her nipple and she could feel her lace thong was now wet.

As she locked the last fridge she turned off the lamps on the bar top and went towards the bar store. On her way she passed her small locker and quickly grabbed her pocket vibrator – the store is quiet and there is a secluded spot that nearly no one knew about behind the boxes. She couldnt wait now.

Squeezing behind the boxes of beer, she perched on a lower stack and hiked her skirt up. It was a good thing she’d decided to wear hold-up stockings today or this would be more hassle than it needed to be. She felt under her skirt – she was wet enough to slide the vibrator straight in pushing her thong to one side. She used her left hand to open her blouse fully allowing her to run her hand over both her breasts, now pulled out of her bra. She closed her eyes and started to imagine that it was Mike playing with her body, that he was kissing her body. She rubbed her neck imagining him stroking and kissing it. She pinched her nipples causing her to moan in pleasure.

She run the vibrator over her wet lips – very sensitive making her twitch with delight. She moved her left hand down towards her pussy. She loved the feeling. She began to stroke her self with the vibrator purring away inside her. She felt for her clit and rubbed it. She could feel it stiffen and her heart start to race. She started to pump the vibrator in and out while rubbing her clit at a steady pace – she wanted to ride this out a little more.

She let out a small moan – feeling herself begin to cum. As much as she wanted the release she wanted to hold on and ride the orgasm. She carried on pumping her vibrator in and out and started to speed up on her clit. Her moans became louder and her body began to twist in ecstasy. She felt the building up and let it take her over – the warmth running through her body and let it take over. A loud moan of pleasure escaped her lips as the pleasure came over her in a wave crashing not once but twice. She was greedy and made herself cum 3 more times before turning off the vibrator.

Carly sat there panting and spent looking at her juices running onto the boxes she was sitting on. She would have to move those for a few days so no one would notice. 

Finally with her breath back, she put her bra back on and sat up to close her blouse. As her feet touched the floor there was a crash only a few feet away from her. Was someone there? Had someone been watching her and her dirty secret?