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christelle.nospamplease@nospam.pornlivenews.com — Wed, 04 Jun 2008 08:17:37 +0000

I was standing in the queue for Ganapati darshan it was drizzling and heavy push & pull due to rush, a lady with white saree was in front of me, by sudden jerk I fell on her, she looked back and smiled at me and said sambhalake, again I touched her back she did not say anything since my leg was touching her I started to get erected, bulge appeared in my pant, all of a sudden she bent and her beautiful ass touched my hot rod, she did not say anything this encouraged me to stick it their, I was so thrilled and praying that this queue will never end, but it ended.

I started to walk out looking at her, she smiled and said I am Neeta, what’s your name, I replied Satya, she said what do you do, I told her I am an Sales Engineer in an Engg co, she said why don’t you come home, I told her yes, she stopped a rickshaw and sat inside and called me…. I just followed.

We entered an apartment complex, climbed to second floor, she opened the locked door, it was a two bedroom apartment, some lady called from inside- Kaun hai, Neeta said Main ma, and went inside, and came out after few minutes. She said her mother is blind and bed ridden due to old age and asked me to come to other room it was her bed room, she put on TV for me, asked me to wash my self, I went into bath room washed my face feet and came out, she came with a glass of Coffee, she told me TV dhekte raho, I will wash and come.

My heart was beating laud I wanted to see her, but stopped my self, after sound of shower she came out only draped in a white saree, I could see the beautifull structure of her legs, thighs, Boobs, she came and sat next to me on bed. I could feel her hot breath, I started to get hot, I said your mom, she told I have given her sleeping pill next 8 hours she will not wake.

She placed her hands on my thigh saw my bulge and said Satya free your rod it is struggling in your pant and giggled, I told her ya but we will undress not by hands but by mouth without touching with hands, she agreed, she made me sleep on bed, fell on me to open my shirt with her mouth with hands tied behind, I was feeling the rub of her soft breasts, a major portion of which were now bulging out of her saree without bra and blouse. I placed my hands on her breasts and pressed them hard. She laughed due to the ticklish pleasure she got from the treatment I had given to her breasts. I started with my mouth and freed her breast wow what a size, smooth like silk and soft.

She went down to open my pant, opened my zip with mouth, could not open hooks so I helped her to open, I put her down to open saree, started from bottom I kissed her feet, smooth and sexy legs then thighs, she wasn’t wearing any garment inside, I opened the saree with hand now she laughed again holding my rod she said nice and hot.

I caught her hands and pulled to my side. When she came close to me. I hugged her close to my body and then kissed tightly on her lips. Neeta was enjoying each moment, she ran her hands on my back. She looked ravishing in her white nice skin. I kissed tightly on her cleavage. Neeta pushed my head tightly to her boobs. She started kissing continuously on my cheeks, lips hairy chest. Then she inserted her soft juicy tongue into my mouth and started probing for my tongue. I was getting mad. The nipples were hardened and erect I started to suck them bite them, she was shouting with joy Satya more, Uuuu.. ahhh… HoooooooooooH ! she moaned. My mouth was filled with punjunt juice. I went down Her fleshy thighs seemed as the stem of a tree and were very smooth shaven and hot. her triangle was fully exposed. I kissed her body from top and moved finally to her pussy. I kissed her pussy, clitoris I kissed the G point in my mouth and bite them . She said Are you still hungry? Why you are eating grass, eat me?

My hands were caressing her breasts and pinching lightly her nipples. She was now getting mad about this. She pressed my head deep inside the gap between her legs.
" Yessss.. its cummming.... ahhh..., ummm.." she moaned " ohnnnhnn.... agh... " ." haan haan.. uh " and she came heavily inside my mouth. I was able to drink a bit and the rest flowed over her thighs, She looked at me and smiled. Then I slightly slid back till the head of my tool was over her pussy. I rolled my dick over her pussy. She moaned and smiled looking at me.
I slowly guided my thing into her wet cunt. But I was not able to since it was my first time. Then she took my dick her hand and guided it inside her vagina. It went like a snake going in a hole. It felt so warm and slippery inside. I then started stroking slowly. It really gave me pain & pleasure. She also experienced it. I started stroking now fast. She moaned " juldi fast isshhhh.... ishh.... ". "aghhh... agh...." I took her on me, I went down, she was moving up and down after hundred I went up with legs parted wide.

Her voice started increasing. I also made it fast. She was biting her lips hard and pushed her head back inside the bed. She was holding my ass from behind was pushing me hard in synchronous to my movements. " aghh.... shhhhii... " "ohhhhhh......" moaned she.
Then she cried " uhhh... I ammmm.. going to cumm aghh....."

I started vigorously pushing deep inside her.
we both were now moaning heavily and finally she came " ohh.... yess... uhn... yes.." and me too I splashed my sperm all over Neeta.

I laid on her with my tool inside her for about 5 minutes when her pussy tried to push out my thing as it had loosened up.

I the stood up she was still lying on the bed. I bent towards her and kissied her on the lips caressing her breasts. She opened her eyes and looked at me and smiled.
I said " Thank you for this "
" I'll never forget this day " and started to leave when she caught hold of my wrist and said " wait "
I turned back and looked into her eyes and she said I never thought in my wildest dream also of getting screwed up like this, She said "to be honest... I also enjoyed it
I love you very much." She said "this is the first time I really enjoyed sex”

" I know you are young and energetic and can satisfy any woman’s desires” said she.

"So whenever you think of having Sex call me and whenever I think of it I will approach you " said she.

I told her " Thanks for all what you have done and I will surely satisfy you to the fullest"

It was 5 PM, we decided to clean up so we bathed together and also had one round of intercourse in the bathroom.

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christelle.nospamplease@nospam.pornlivenews.com — Tue, 13 May 2008 08:37:39 +0000

I have always enjoyed hiking, camping, hunting and
fishing -- with others or on my own.

That's why I happened to be camping alone one summer
day a few years ago at a secluded site on the northwest
edge of Colorado's Rocky Mountain National Park. In
fact, I was taking advantage of the remoteness of the
area since fishermen rarely hiked in to the high
valley. The valley's pristine mountain creek was
strung with beaver ponds that were teeming with unwary
brook trout.

For two days I didn't see another soul and I was almost
bored with catching and releasing fish after fish. The
afternoon of the second day I was casting lazily in a
pool about a mile upstream from my camp when I was
startled by the appearance of a girl in hiking clothes
on the opposite bank.

Making her way closer through the thick willows, the
girl called to me in accented English.

"My friend is injured! Can you come and help us?"

I left my fishing gear in a pile and found a place to
cross the stream. The young woman met me and, with
brief thanks, began leading me upstream alongside the
creek. I was soon thankful I was in good shape because
she set a grueling pace. We marched for a steep, rocky
mile, pausing only once to introduce ourselves and gulp
water from my canteen.

My companion was Dagmar "from West Germany" and she
briefly related that she was backpacking with two
friends and one had badly injured an ankle. Meanwhile
I couldn't help noticing that Dagmar was about 5'6",
with a pretty oval face. She also had thick, wavy
brunette hair falling to her shoulders, well-muscled
legs and, under her shorts, one of the shapeliest butts
I'd ever seen.

Finally we arrived at a spot near the tree line where
her friends, two German girls, were waiting. They were
Erma, a tall and thin pale blonde with a serious look
and a badly sprained ankle, and Angela, a short, black-
haired cherub with an olive complexion and full, pouty
lips.

On examining Erma's ankle, my EMT training told me she
needed care but not hospitalization. I wrapped it, but
knew Erma needed a couple of days of rest with the
ankle iced and elevated. My campsite was the nearest
spot with good protection from the powerful mountain
thunderstorms, so we headed there.

It was downhill all the way, but carrying Erma's pack
while helping her made it killing work. The path was
narrow, uneven and so steep in spots that we had to
pass Erma from hand to hand. We were all exhausted and
dripping sweat by the time we reached my camp. Luckily
I had some codeine in my first aid kit because Erma was
in considerable pain. I pitched their tent while Angie
and Dagmar made Erma comfortable and moved her inside.
Soon she was dozing in a sleeping bag with her leg
propped on a pack.

My muscles ached, I was sticky with sweat and my
clothes were dirty and clammy. The girls were in no
better shape. I told them I was going for a bath in
the stream even though it was icy cold. In a minute,
they eagerly decided to join me and we headed for the
stream loaded with towels and fresh clothes.

Once there, Dagmar and Angie surprised me by quickly
whipping off their hiking boots, sweaters, shorts and
underwear. Since they weren't inhibited by my presence
I followed suit and soon the three of us were wading
gingerly into the waist-deep stream of crystal-clear
Rocky Mountain ice water. Let me assure you I had no
fear of getting an erection even though both girls
looked good enough to eat.

Dagmar had creamy, pale skin contrasted by a very
abundant, curly patch of dark brown hair between her
legs. She also had a small brown clump of hair under
each arm and dark hair on her lower legs. Her gently
swaying breasts were C-cup sized with prominent
nipples surrounded by dark-colored areolae the size
of 50-cent pieces. Her tits pointed slightly outward.
I imagined her hidden pussy lips pursing against the
icy water as I watched her areolae contract and grow
almost purple with cold. I ached to run my hand over
the goose bumps covering her beautifully rounded ass.

Angie's fine olive skin was also covered with goose
bumps, but the hair between her legs was finer and
straighter than Dagmar's, and glossy black. Naked, I
could see that her thighs and buttocks were thick and
muscular without a trace of excess fat. Her waist was
slender by contrast, while her chest and shoulders
matched her athletic legs. Her wonderful, D-cup
breasts hung down slightly under their own weight and
and quivered prettily when she took a step on the
rocky streambed. Angie's nipples were about the same
size as Dagmar's, but her dark chocolate-colored
areolae were more than twice as big, even while
shrunken with cold.

Despite the effects of the bitterly cold water, my
libido raged inside me at the sight of these two
beauties hurriedly soaping and washing themselves. Was
there some reason they seemed to pay special attention
to their pussies and asses, or were they just being
fastidious after days of hiking and camping? I couldn't
tell in the brief glances I allowed myself. But I
clearly saw Angie spread her legs wide to give her
soapy fingers access to her hidden asshole, and Dagmar
used both hands for a long time on her thickly covered
pussy. The girls seemed to glance at my body naturally
as we passed the soap and shampoo, without showing any
carnal interest. Certainly there was little to see as
my cock and balls had shrunk almost to invisibility.

Finished with our icewater bath, the three of us
hurriedly left the stream, toweled off and pulled on
fresh clothes. We were shivering as we trotted up the
path to camp and my hands shook so much I had a hard
time putting a match to the fire I'd laid. Finally the
fire, several cups of hot tea and a simple meal helped
us stop quaking inside our sweaters and jackets. Dagmar
woke a groggy Erma and gave her two cups of strong,
sugary tea.

After the dishes were washed I suffered a couple of
hours of torturous restraint. I wanted both of these
young beauties, but hard as I looked I saw no sign that
either had any special interest in me. Our talk around
the campfire was friendly, but somewhat limited by the
language barrier. Dagmar, a school teacher, spoke good
English, while Angie, an office worker, spoke only a
few phrases and understood a few more. Still, our
conversation was lively.

The three girls, in their 20s, had been traveling in
the States for nearly six months, making their way
gradually from the East Coast to the West. They had
loved most of what they saw although some things
clearly baffled them. Dagmar noted critically that
American men seemed to be interested mainly in drink-
ing, sex, rock music and cars with no thought for art,
politics or ideas. Before I could mount a defense,
Angie laughingly said that most young German men were
the same.

Then it was time for bed and I reluctantly zipped
myself into my small tent alone. For a while I heard
the girls talking as they rearranged things in their
tent. I briefly considered just walking to their tent
and asking them to invite me in for the night, but I
discarded the idea as impossible. I was on the point
of masturbating when the long, strenuous day caught
up with me and I dozed off.

Some time later I was awakened by the sound of the
zipper as my tent door was quietly opened from the
outside. A dark figure appeared in the opening and
called my name softly. I answered and she gave me her
hand to guide her inside. It was Dagmar, carrying her
pad and sleeping bag.

"Will you let me join you for the night?" she said.
Still a bit sleepy, I eagerly agreed. She thanked me
with a lingering open-mouthed kiss that left no doubt
about her intentions. Too hurried to try zipping our
bags together, we put mine below us and hers on top.

"I think you will be good to me," she said, snuggling
close for warmth. I needed no more invitation, but I
decided on the slow approach. I spent the next half
hour kissing, caressing and holding Dagmar as she
gradually got more and more aroused. Many times I let
my open hands float down her back and sides, over her
ass and hips, then down her thighs. When my fingertips
finally brushed the crotch of her panties, it was damp
with pussy juice and her hips jerked convulsively
upward, seeking more contact. When I finally took off
her loose undershirt she responded by pulling off my
T-shirt, eagerly licking my nipples and running her
fingers through my chest hair.

"Please," she whispered urgently. "Move faster."

But I had no intention of moving faster. I was enjoying
the gradually building intensity. I slowly kissed her
lips, her face, her ears, her neck. I licked her
breasts everywhere but her nipples, and she gasped when
I accidentally brushed my stubbly cheek against their
hardness. I kissed my way down her stomach to her mound
then retreated. Finally I attacked her nipples with my
tongue, flicking them quickly back and forth, at first
softly then harder, from different directions. I
enjoyed playing with her stiff little nubs in my mouth.
Her moans of pleasure filled my ears and my little
tent. She held my head in her hands and I could tell
when my tongue hit a particularly sensitive spot
because her fingers tightened in my hair.

My left hand was buried in the thick hair at the top
of Dagmar's neck while the fingertips of my right hand
caressed her writhing legs from ankles to hips, con-
centrating on the sensitive skin behind her knees and
on the insides of her thighs. Her occasional moans
became louder and more frequent, almost grunts, as she
began rhythmically thrusting her hips upward. I judged
she was ready.

I shifted myself until I lay full-length beside Dagmar.
Her lips sought my mouth and she attacked me with a
kiss, urgently thrusting her tongue inside my mouth,
crushing my head to hers with both hands. I let my
right-hand fingertips drift one more time across the
taut, wet fabric covering her crotch, then drove my
hand beneath the waistband of her panties. Lifting the
fabric away from her dripping pussy, my middle finger
drove down through her tangled, sopping hair to find
her slick, swollen labia. Pulling her lips from mine,
Dagmar gasped and thrust her hips upward. Quickly my
finger traced her pussy lips down, found her opening,
then sank inside her as far and as fast as I could
thrust.

She cried out loud and gripped my arm with both hands,
trying to force my hand into contact with her burning
clitoris. Instead, I avoided touching her pearl and
thrust my middle finger inside her half-a-dozen times,
gently stretching her vagina each time I slowly pulled
my finger out. Then I added my second finger to the
first and thrust into her several times before pulling
out altogether. Dagmar moaned with frustrated lust.

"Bitte," she murmured urgently in my ear. "Bitte!"

With my wet middle finger, I traced one outer labia up,
circled her clitoris, then traced the other labia down
gently to rim her opening. Next I put my fingertip
firmly against the upper edge of her opening, then drew
it up her slit towards her clitoris, her inner lips
parting around my finger like soil around a plow. But
I avoided her swollen pearl again despite the quick
upward thrust of her hips.

This time I pulled my hand entirely out of her panties
and I saw her questioning eyes open to watch me as I
put it to my face and slowly sucked her juices off my
fingers. Watching intently, she panted deeply three
times, her taut breasts and their hardened nipples
heaving upward together in the dim light. One of her
hands squeezed my dick so hard it hurt.

Then I thrust my hand back into her panties. This time
I quickly found her clitoris with my middle finger and
began to flick it fast, but so lightly I could barely
feel the wet little bump. Dagmar's breathing quickly
accelerated until it was a hoarse roar in my ears and
the tension froze her leg and stomach muscles solid.
Cresting hard, she held her breath entirely for half-
a-dozen heartbeats then began a deep-throated groan
that opened into a sharp, high cry of completion. She
raised her hips entirely off the ground and held them
suspended, jerking slightly, until her orgasm had run
its course.

My hand stayed locked on her dripping pussy as my
finger drove her over her orgasm and down the other
side. My finger didn't still until she began to squirm
her hips away from it, becoming too sensitive to be
touched. Then I cupped her soaking mound with my hand
and pulled her naked shoulders against me with my free
arm as she began the long trip down. She shuddered
occasionally as the aftershocks of her orgasm hit her.

By this time I was eager to plunge my aching hard-on
into Dagmar's dripping pussy. I was pulling my shorts
off with one hand and holding her with the other when
I stopped in surprise. The tent door had again begun
unzipping from the outside. When it was fully open,
another dark figure groped her way inside. Despite the
shadowy light, I could tell it was Angie.

She said something in German that started Dagmar gig-
gling as she translated.

"Angie says she couldn't stand listening to me any
longer and had to come to get something for herself,"
Dagmar said, obviously amused.

Now my little tent was truly filled beyond capacity
and, while I had no intention of kicking Angie out, I
also had no idea where she could go. Dagmar was pressed
full length against one wall, I was sitting hunched
nearly double at the back end of the tent and Angie was
kneeling at the front, closing the zippered door. I
only had a second to think about it before Angie
impatiently pulled her t-shirt over her head, her large
breasts bobbing, then lay down and put her feet in my
lap as she struggled to push her panties down her legs.

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christelle.nospamplease@nospam.pornlivenews.com — Tue, 13 May 2008 08:35:46 +0000

"Sorry I'm late," Tiffany said with a grimace as she tugged her chair away from the table.

"Oh, don't worry about it," Alicia answered, taking a sip of her tea. Tiffany was one of those kind of people who always seemed to be in a hurry. But no matter what, she was always running about 30 minutes late. Her tardiness was so dependable that Alicia had begun scheduling their lunches together half an hour after the time they agreed upon. That way, Tiffany would be nearly on time. She shrugged. "I've got time. How are things going with work?"

Tiffany rolled her eyes and waved her hands as if to ward off the question. "You don't want to know. Suffice it to say that I think the server is developing a mind of its own, and a real mean temper to boot. I've had to pull a lot of overtime this week to try to straighten this mess out. And of course that's got Brad up in arms."

"You're not spending enough time with him?" Alicia guessed, remembering that her friend's husband once joked that he'd have better luck getting her attention if he were made of silicon.

"What else? That and he's talking about having kids again." Tiffany tried to make the remark sound flippant, but Alicia knew her too well. She'd been putting off starting a family for a long time, ever since she'd gotten the job with Paradigm Software. She acted the part of the committed career woman rather well, but Alicia knew that having children was very important to her. She was afraid that time would slip by and then it would be too late for natural pregnancy.

"Hey, you're both still young," she said, reaching across the table to touch Tiffany's hand. "Why don't you and Brad talk about it, maybe set some goals for yourselves and stick to them. I'm sure you could arrange a leave of absence if you plan it out in advance."

"Yeah, you're right," she admitted. "I hadn't really thought about it that way. I guess I never really expected that my job would demand so much of my life."

"Are you ready to order?" a pretty young blonde waitress asked, seeing an apparent break in the conversation. "I can take it now, or you can log it on your table console at your convenience."

Tiffany peered at her. "Are you new here?"

The blonde smiled, "Why yes, I just started this week. Is there anything I can get you?"

Tiffany looked around at the other waiters and waitresses, all good-looking and exceedingly polite. She shook her head. "Doesn't anybody use real people anymore?"

The android looked at her blankly. "I'm sorry, what was that you wanted?"

"Human labor's too expensive," Alicia pointed out. "It's just a sign of the times." She addressed the waitress, giving her order. Tiffany, reluctantly, did the same, and the android cheerfully went on about her duties.

Tiffany sighed. "So what's new with you?"

Alicia had to suppress a grin. "I met someone."

Tiffany's interest was piqued at once, "By that, you mean a male someone?"

Alicia smirked. "Of course. I met him on the net last night. He was amazing, a really sweet guy." She proceeded to tell Tiffany about their VR session in the valley in Switzerland, balking only toward the end.

"Then what happened?" Tiffany was leaning forward, rapt.

"We..." Alicia lowered her voice, "We had sim-sex."

"You what? Didn't I tell you not to bother? I hope you didn't feel too let down. Were his feelings hurt?"

"Well that's just it," Alicia whispered, conspiratorially, "it wasn't so great, at first, but something happened later on. I don't know, but it was incredible. If I didn't know better, I could swear I had real sex last night."

Contrary to her excitment of a few moments before, Tiffany leaned back, deep in thought. "I have heard rumors that there's a group that's been developing some pretty extraordinary refinements to tactile simulation, maybe even of the scale to replicate what you're describing. We should still be a ways off from seeing it actually running." She shrugged, then brightened. "Hey, maybe you and this guy Adam just had a real connection, I mean spiritual or something. Are you going to be meeting in RL soon?"

Alicia frowned. "Not likely. He was pretty secretive. I think he's from a foreign nation, maybe third world, a place with limits on net access. He acted like he wasn't supposed to be there. I'm just going to let things play out, see where it all goes."

"You meeting him again tonight?"

"I hope so. He had to leave in a real hurry. I think I can find him pretty easily though. He's been hanging out on one of my regular chats."

"Just be careful, will you? There's no substitute for real flesh-and-blood contact. Just don't jump into something too fast that you might regret later."

The waitress had arrived silently and waited for Tiffany's cue that she had been noticed to put their plates on the table. The conversation turned away after that, and before she was halfway finished, Tiffany had to excuse herself, called away by what seemed to amount to a complete disaster at the office. Alicia watched bemusedly as her friend ran down a cab and dove inside, racing to catch up with her day again.

* * * * *
Alicia hurried home after work, flushed with exitement at the prospect of another meeting with her mystery lover. For once, she completely eschewed her standard keypad and wallscreen interface and picked up the VR rig. She checked it once to ensure that there was an adequate charge of nanomachines before donning the light but awkward headpiece. To make herself more comfortable, she laid out on the bed. Then, succumbing to a whim, she sat up and removed her clothing, one piece at a time, until she was nude except for the rig. Why not adjust reality to better fit the simulation?

Alicia touched the contact on the side of the rig, saying, "Begin." She shivered at the imagined cold of microscopic, superconducting conduits snaking their way into various parts of her brain. The eyepieces flashed into activity, fading out the background gradually to coincide with the progress of the nanoprobes. There was a brief moment of discontinuity, and then she was fully immersed, her consciousness shifted to her virtual self now inhabiting her personal node on the net. Around her was a large, sparsely appointed office, the view looking out over a city from near the top of a high-rise building. She gestured, and a cluster of glowing text and icons appeared in front of her. She pointed at one, then opened her hand. Her mailbox had a few messages, but they were all from people she knew in RL. Nothing from Adam.

Sighing, she closed her hand and selected another icon. There was a faint sense of motion as the office blurred out of existence, then she was standing outside of a cafe, not unlike the one at which she had met Tiffany earlier in the day. This was the VR aspect of the chat site she regularly visited. A few of those seated at tables fronting the shop turned to look, but Adam was not among them. She stepped inside, to a space that was much bigger than the diminutive storefront made it seem. Conversation could be heard as a low babble of voices all around her which, like real noise, became louder and more discernible as she approached. She was in the main chat room, but a few dozen doors opened out of this room into others. She wandered for a time, hoping to find him in a fashion that would mimmick an RL meeting, but he was nowhere to be found. She spoke a command and a search icon, in the form of a glowing blue orb, floated down from the ceiling. "Criteria, please?" it asked in a mechanical voice.

"Search for users whoe names contain the substrings Adam or Guest 532. Display icons."

"Thank you." The icon stretched into a flat screen showing seven people, none of whom she recognized.

"Damn, must not be on right now. The one I'm looking for was on last night, about eight pm."

The images changed, showing a new set of sim icons, but again he was not there. "What the hell?" she said aloud. How could the search engine fail at something so simple? "End search," she said reluctantly, causing the screen to collapse and sail back up.

Well, there were lots of ways to go about what she wanted. She called up her node map and selected a new site, making another instantaneous jump. She appeared to be in a vast library, complete with dusty, moldy tomes. This was a major indexing and information storage node. A nondescript young man wearing antique glasses, the search interface, sat behind a desk in front of her. "Can I help you?" he asked.

"I need a node listing, or at least an e-ddress."

He blinked. "Certainly. I'll need a name, icon designation, physical address, or any other identifying characteristics you can provide."

She frowned. She didn't have much. "First name is Adam. I believe he has used the net alias Guest 532 before."

The young man waited a moment more before typing rapidly on keyboard. "I have over four thousand entries matching your request. Do you have anything more you might add?" She gave him what information she could, the list of names slowly paring itself down to less than 100, but nearly a third of those had privacy restrictions, and none were particularly more promising than the others. Alicia thanked the search interface and walked away, lost in thought. Well, it looked like she was going to have to wait for him to contact her. She felt suddenly irritated with herself for considering the possibility that Adam had simply wanted some risk-free sex. No, she had initiated it, all of it. If only he hadn't been so damnably secretive.

A pleasant but dry female voice spoke into her ear. "Incoming message, text format. Do you wish to read?" It was her virtual office.

"Sure, display." The message blinked into existence in front her her in glowing blue letters.

"I wanted to thank you for an incredible experience last night and ask if you wish to continue to meet. I can't give you my home node, but I've listed another that I monitor frequently. Please send your reply to that address."

Alicia studied the message pensively. Well, he wasn't giving much away now, was he? But at least she knew he was thinking about her. Maybe he had just been in a hurry when he wrote it. She composed her own text message and sent it to the node he had given.

Yes, I do want to see you again. I've been thinking about you all day in fact. I'm still committed to meeting you in RL. You're going to have to take that step eventually. Let me know when you can see me. I have the rest of the afternoon and evening free.

She sent the message and prepared to exit the node, but was startled by the abrupt appearance of another icon. Surprise turned at once to joy. "Adam!" she cried, throwing her arms around him as though they'd been apart for weeks, rather than just a day. "That was fast! I'm so glad to see you."

He hugged her back, then gave her a light kiss. She curled her fingers behind his neck and brought him right back, giving him a deep, lingering kiss that awakened a whole host of nice feelings all over again. She held onto him as they reluctantly pulled away. "How'd you get to be such a great kisser?" she asked playfully, twisting a lock of his long hair around one of her fingers.

He shrugged in her embrace. "I guess it comes naturally."

She stepped back to regard him. She could see the search agent behind him, patiently ignoring them in the way only agnostic machines can manage. "Let's go somewhere more interesting," she suggested. "Any preference?"

"Where ever you want to go."

"Alright." She wished he would give her something, anything at all that might help her guess where he came from by the things he liked. "We'll go someplace I've always wanted to go in real life." She called up the simulation and they both jumped to another node...

"Wow." That single word, spoken by Adam, was strangely appropriate to describe their new surroundings. The Earth filled up nearly all of their vision, the blindingly bright light of the sun's rays just cresting over the curving horizon as they made their way from the dark side towards daylight. Where clouds did not obscure the, city lights shone below like a thousand tiny, fallen stars.

Their immediate surroundings, if less grand, were equally striking. They floated inside a clear dome, a hemisphere about twenty meters across. The "floor", if it could be called that, was opaque and covered with soft, spongy material, handholds, and odd-looking furniture. They were seeing the Earth in real time, the image reconstructed from satellite images. The strangest sensation was the almost total lack of any sound but for the faint whisper of air recylers, and that so quiet that she could hear the pulse of her own blood in her own ears over them.

Alicia turned her head and suffered a dizzying moment of vertigo as her concept of up and down was shattered. Feeling as though she were falling, she clutched at Adam, then gave a nervous, embarrassed laugh as he patted her back comfortingly. "Sorry," she said sheepishly, "I didn't know this sim would effect my sense of balance. I wasn't prepared for that."

Adam nodded, taking this new experience as nonchalantly as he had the freezing water in the lake in VR Switzerland. "Are you better now?"

"Yeah." And just to prove it, she reached back and pushed firmly, shoving herself away from the floor and towards the apex of the dome. She giggled unreservedly, childishly, at the wonder of floating, her body completely unfettered by the shackles of gravity. "This is exactly what it feels like," she said. Her clothing had changed when they arrived, becoming a low-cut evening dress that sparkled and shimmered in the light of the sun.

"What is that?"

She peered back to Adam, looking on after her. "Flying, in dreams. Well, mine at least. It's just like this." She was nearing the edge of the dome and put out her hands to stop herself, but there was nothing to grab onto, so she was bounced back, tumbling now. Her world spun slowly, bringing back the uncomfortable sense of vertigo. A thin, helpless sound escaped her lips as she struggled fruitlessly to stop herself.

Having fun i office while boss is out

christelle.nospamplease@nospam.pornlivenews.com — Tue, 13 May 2008 08:33:45 +0000

I always had a hot sex fantasy about a girl called Lauren that was a teacher assistant in one of my classes when I was younger and in College. I would quite often stroke my cock to explosion just thinking about filling up Lauren's soft pussy.
She was a few years older then me, and we were on different carrer paths, and outside of class I had never seen her once. So my chances of getting her were rather slim. She was a real knockout though; 5'6", 125 pounds maybe, tanned skin, light brown hair with highlights, nice curves, and probably at least a big C cup. Her tits were the first thing you noticed about her. She always whore tight shirts that took form around her perfect breast. They were very perky and made you want to run up and start licking them until she moaned in orgasmic pleasure.

The Spring semester let out that year and she had graduated, so pretty much my chances of seeing her again were pretty slim. That summer my freinds and I were going on a trip to Jamaica; so to make sure I did not bake down there from the unforgiving sun I decided to get a base tan on my skin seeing I didnt have one because summer had just started and I lived in a Northern State.
One blistering hot afternoon I made a trip over to a tanning place in town about a mile from my apartment. On the way over all I could think about was what a fool I was going to make of myself going tanning in 90 degree weather and how nobody else was going to be there, but I was leaving in a week so I had to get started. As I began to approach the doors I couldn't wait for the air condition from the store to cool my overheating body. I got about a foot into the door and realized that it was about as cool inside the store as it was outside. I walked up to the front counter to get a tanning bed, and out of no where my eyes met no other then Lauren the girl from school working in the front. "Hi, I'm Lauren." She said to me "Have you been here before." I stood there caught of gaurd from seeing her. "No." I told her "Ok I'm going to need you to fill this out for me. She handed me a form to complete in order to tan. I was filling it out and I could not help myself from glancing up from the piece of paper and check Lauren out. She was wearing a tight black shirt. The sleeves on it were just a little below her shoulders; the center of it was spilt down about 6 inches down. The shirt was a thicker material so she wasn't wearing a bra with it. The jean shorts she was wearing were slightly frayed at the bottom, and her ass wasn't hanging out but they were very short. Her long tan legs were enough to make you submit to her. Lastly she was wearing a pair of black flip flops. Looking at her I began to get a hard on
As I was filling out the form I began to get a little hot, and I used my writing hand to wipe the sweat away. As I did it she looked up from her magazine, "I'm sorry it's so hot in here, were closing in 15 minutes and I went ahead and turned the AC of for the day." I give her a nod and went back to the form. I finished filling the form out, and handed it to her. She began to put the info into the computer. As she moved around I tryed to look down the front of her shirt. She moved to the left a bit, and I got a nice look at her left breast almost down to her nipple. I could feel my cock in my pants swell even bigger and bigger every second I continued to look at her beautiful tits. She leaned forward a bit then and started to say something to me. “Ok, you’re going to need to…” I couldn’t stop myself from looking down the front of her shirt as she began to talk. Everything she was saying to me I completely ignored, not purposely, but the sight of her fantastic tits just knocked me out. I could feel the heat coming from my cock as it was rock hard now pressing right against my stomach. She had finished talking, and handed me a packed of lotion. “ Are you ok with everything." She asked me, “Ya, I got everything.” “Ok, I’m gonna go ahead and finishes closing while your tanning.” “Alright.” I said to her. I moved around the desk kinda of aquarelle trying to make sure she didn’t see my hard on.
I walked down to the end tanning booth, and walked in and closed the door. I immediately dropped my pants and let my big dick loose. I took a look at it ; big purple head, with big low hanging balls. I had always taken pride in it, and that’s why I trimmed the pubic hairs twice a week and completely shaved my balls. I could just not get this hard on to go away without stroking it. I took a look at the tanning lotion Lauren had given me. I figured there should be an enough left for me for tanning if I use a little to lube my cock. I finished taking my clothes of, and set down in the chair next to the tanning bed. A squirt a little of the lotion into my left hand, and a little on my right hand and set it down.
I started stroking my rock hard cock up and down taking extra time to focus on my swollen cock head. I toke my other hand and started rubbing my nipples back and forth getting them hard. I sat there and stroked thinking (like several times before) about having Lauren suck my cock. The ideas that she was in the same area as me made it even more erotica and hot. As I sat there for no more then 30 seconds sense I lubed up, almost ready to explode, out no where the door to the tanning room opens. Lauren walks in with a handful of towels. We made QUICK eye contact, and she dropped the towels. She immediately knew what I was doing. I sat there with a huge hard on and tanning lotion dripping of my swollen cock and just looking at her. While I was staring down the front of her shirt I must have missed what room she TOLD me to go into, and that I was not suppose to just pick one.
I couldn’t say anything to her. It felt as if my heart was ready to explode in my chest it was racing so fast. Lauren eyes were fixed up my cock. “Wow” she said with a gasp of air. She shot a smile at me, and quickly turned around to close the door. She walked up to me and got on her knees between mine, and about 3 inches from my cock. “You know Chris I always saw you looking at me at class. I always thought you were sexy, but was afraid to talk to you.”
Lauren smiled at me, and then started giving me a hang job. She squirted some more tanning lotion in her hand and started working my cock hard up and down. With her free hand she played with my balls. “I love balls with no hair at all.” I could feel myself ready to explode right then and there, but knew that I had to make this one last. “O god your good Lauren.” She kept working my cock hard, pausing for a long stroke on my head. The Lotion began to drip onto her tits.
“Put it in your mouth” I told her with hardly any breath. She took her hand away from it, and put her lips around the head of my cock. She put just the head in her mouth and started licking it very fast. She began to work her mouth down the shaft of it moving her tongue around. She kept taking it in her mouth until she could not fit anymore. I started moving her hair around for her, and set my hand on the back of her head. She grabbed the bottom of the chair I was in, and started bobbing her head up and down slowly on my shaft. She began to work up speed, and started up and down on it in rapid up and down strokes. She looked up at me, and saw how much pleasure I was in.
Lauren took her mouth of it “God your cock is big.” She stood up and front of me and unzipped her pants and let them fall to the floor. Her tanned legs were so hot I remember. She had on a red g-string that left only a little to imagine. “Take your shirt of Lauren, let those tits go.” I told her in demand. She graved the bottom of her shirt and took it of slowly and finally let her fantastic tits free. They were perfect with big nipples at the ends. Lauren reached down and took her g-string of to show me her pussy. She had a very thin patch of black pussy hair leading down to her cunt. “Please suck on my tits” She came over to me and sat down on my lap with her massive tits facing me. I put my mouth around her nipples and started sucking and locking them. I could feel them getting hard in my mouth.
I took my lips from her nipples, and switched position with her. She spread her legs wide, with one against the tanning bed and the other against the wall. I got on my knees, and started licking the inside of her legs where her pussy came in. I went up and down in long strokes fast and slowly. I took my lips away and pushed a finger into her hot hole and started fucking her with it. I worked another finer in and kept fingering her fast. I took my fingers of and licked the pussy juice of. I started at her pussy again. Licking up all the juices I could. I moved up to her clit, and started licking around it slowly. “O god that feels good.” Lauren moaned out to me. I then started licking her clit slowly and then picking up speed. I put my 2 fingers back into her and started fingering her again fast. “I’m gonna cum.” Lauren let out a loud moan and then a powerful orgasm went through her body.
Lauren began to moan louder and louder. I could feel her pussy juice dripping down my chin. “I can’t wait any longer; stick your big dick in me.” She stood up quickly, and I graved her hips and put her against the tanning bed. I drove my rock hard cock right into her soft, hot, wet pussy. “O god yes. Keep fucking me hard Chris.” I drove my dick in and out of her as she was bent over holding onto the bed in the doggystyle position. My crotch was slapping her ass as I drove into her harder and harder. “O god I’m gonna cum again.” Lauren screamed out. I kept driving my dick in and out of her as orgasmic waves of pleasure went throughout her body. Her pussy began to get wetter and wetter, until I could not stand it anymore. I took my dick out of her and turned her around. She got on her knee’s again as I exploded a huge load all over her face. Wads and wads of hot white cum was coming flying out of my cock head covering her hot lips all over. She swallowed all of it and licked around her face. She put my cock back into her mouth to get the last drips of it. She cleaned her self up, then stood up, and pressed her hot body against mine and we shared a long passionate kiss.
Both of us got dressed, and I helped her close up. She gave me a ride back, and then gave me her phone number and asked for me to call her whenever I feel like hooking up again.

Pretty blonde masturbates at home

christelle.nospamplease@nospam.pornlivenews.com — Tue, 13 May 2008 08:32:01 +0000

It all started around the seventh month after my girlfriend and I began dating. We had one monstrous weekend of Sex, where my lady and I had done it twelve times in three days. Now I know what you're thinking. You're saying to yourself, "It's impossible for a man to have sex twelve times in one weekend. That's impossible!" But the fact is it happened. Now I'll tell you how it happened. Condoms. I have always hated using them and the reason is that they take almost all the sensation out of my penis. So by using them, I got hard and then screwed for about twenty to thirty minutes, and still could not achieve an orgasm. So I had sex with my lady twelve times in one weekend as earlier mentioned, but out of those twelve times I only came about four or five times. Needless to say my lady had a little more than five orgasms that weekend. She said she had never experienced a "multiple orgasm" until she had met me, and while there was a chance she was lying to make me feel macho I preferred to trust what she was saying. So if the weekend was counted by how many times I orgasmed, then we only did it five times. Yet if you were counting by her amount of orgasms, we did it twelve times in one weekend. While it was the best weekend of my life, it was a moment that would be my infamous downfall...

One weekend, my lady went home to visit her friends and family for the mid-term break. Since my home was out of the province and too expensive to travel, I had decided to stay behind and catch up on some studies. I was alone in my apartment that weekend cause my roommate had also gone home for the break, so I was well on my way to finally getting caught up with my studies when there was
a knock at my door. I paused for a moment and thought to myself, "Who the hell could that be?" Huffing myself away from my studies, I placed by glasses down and walked over to the door of my basement apartment to see who was disrupting my studies. When I opened the door, there was a slender and very attractive looking woman, with long red hair and fantastic blue eyes. Her name was Rhonda and she was one of my girlfriend's buddies that she liked to hang around with
at the bars and on Campus. While comparing her with my lady would be like comparing oranges with apples, Rhonda was a fantastic woman all on her own. She was wearing a tight pair of black jeans and a coat since it was very cold outside. Without staring at her too much, I stepped aside and let her come in. She walked by and then took of her coat before tossing it on the couch. Underneath that coat she was wearing a black tank top that clung to her body like it was two sizes too small. Her breasts were magnificent and I could clearly see her nipples poke out and demand to be noticed. I couldn't help but wonder what she was doing here especially in the selected attire.

"I don't mean to be Rude, but what brings you by here?" I quietly said as she was looked back at me. Needless to say my attire wasn't as hot as what she had on. I was dressed in a loose white t-shirt and a loose pair of pajama pants.

"Well Peter," she said while checking out what I was wearing, "I just came back from hanging out with a few of the girls downtown and I thought I would stop by since I was in the neighborhood. You don't mind do you?"

"Of course not." I replied, not trying to look shocked. I knew that there was a chance that she was just returning from drinking downtown with the girls. There was a good chance that she was a little horny and looking for a piece of action. But she seemed to look quite sober, and since it was only eleven at night one shouldn't just to conclusions, "Nice outfit." I said to her trying to make conversation.

"Does it turn you on Peter?" She suddenly asked giving me a decent glare.

It was a question that I wasn't expecting so soon. I paused for a moment, and then finally replied, "It sure does. Who wouldn't be turned on by that?" I said trying to be a nice guy. The comment had made her blush and she stepped closer to me. I could see a little bit of cleavage as she walked closer, but never looked down that long as I didn't want to seem rude.

"What would you say if I wanted to get a piece of action, from the man who can do it twelve times in one weekend?" Rhonda asked as she slowly licked her lips.

Now I knew what was going on. My girlfriend had gone back to the group and told her friends every little juicy detail. While I wasn't really in the mood to get into too many of the details about that weekend, it was clear that she was impressed and wanted a piece of what I had to offer. She walked closer to the point where her breasts were started to brush up against my chest. I paused for a moment and enjoyed the sensation and then said, "Are you sure you want to
be doing this?"

"Oh I am very sure." Rhonda said as she cracked a smile, "I won't tell anyone about this if you promise to do the same." Just as she finished saying that, Rhonda leaned forward and our lips touched. It was an awesome sensation cause I will confess that I did sometimes fantasize about having this woman, but never thought that it might happen. Our lips pressed for a few seconds, and then I could feel her mouth open as she slipped me her tongue and we started to French kiss right there in the middle of my living room. As few seconds later, I was into it as well as my tongue returned the favor and our hands began to caress our bodies as we embraced deeper. I could feel her hands caress my back and even though I knew that it was wrong, I wanted her bad. I slipped my hand underneath her tank top and realized that Rhonda was not wearing a bra. She was more than eager to help as she slipped of her top and let me gaze at what were her very awesome breasts. I had caressed them for a moment and then began
to lick her nipples very gently as she gave a little whimper that gave me the impression that she liked it when I did that. Then we kissed again. She had removed my shirt by this time and her breasts were rubbing up against my chest and that was making me rock hard. After we kissed very passionately for the second time, she looked me in the eyes and said, "I wanna screw you so bad Peter. Do you want to make love to me?"

I paused for a moment and then pondered what I was getting myself into. She was a very hot woman and someone that I would die to have sex with. But then again she was a friend of my girlfriend, and it would almost be like betraying her in a way. I thought about it again for a few moments and said, "Yes, I want you bad Rhonda..." right after I had said that, she deeply embraced me again. We played tongue hockey for about a full minute before I finally got her to lay down right there on the living room floor. I again went on the
attack and started to caress her big and very beautiful breasts with my tongue, flicking them off her very erect nipples. She then moaned with great pleasure as myself and my tongue started to work our way down. Slowly I began to lick her belly and Rhonda even laughed when I licked her belly button. As I slowly made my way down to her pelvis, I was already unbuttoning her jeans and sliding them off her hips. She was eager to get them off as she wiggled to help me get them off her gorgeous body. From there her underwear was no trouble, and as I
pulled them down I say the most awesome sight I never though I would see. Rhonda had a small but very nice patch of red hair that made it a snatch that I was eager to get into. As I was pulling her panties past her knees, she moaned with delight as my tongue started to play with the lip of her vagina. I had always wanted to make out with a redhead, and took full advantage of the moment as I dipped my head in and went all out. Rhonda was moaning in full delight as my tongue penetrated her and slowly gave her sensations that would make any
woman want to sell her soul away. I could feel her hands slowly caress my hair as I never let off and continued to give her oral pleasure, eagerly wanting to make her orgasm. I could feel hear back arch as she started to buck her hips with excitement. I could also tell that Rhonda was a screamer, as she never hesitated to groan out in pleasure as she has what seemed like a really good orgasm.

I could tell that she enjoyed that little bit of foreplay as she was already sweating and huffing from what was good oral pleasure. I leaned over her and kissed her again, and she rolled over on top of me. She paused for a moment and then smiled, "My turn." she said quietly as she then started to move down towards my pelvic area. She slowly untied the lace on my pajamas, and was surprised to see that I was not wearing any underwear. To explain, usually when it's just me alone at the apartment I prefer to go "commando" as it relaxes me
and helps me study. (Yet I only do that with the roommate is not around.... Ok?) She was delighted to say the least, and all I could see was her gorgeous red hair as she started to bob her head up ad down over my groin area. I couldn't help but give out a tiny moan as I felt her lips slowly engulf my penis as Rhonda took it all into her mouth. Over the next ten minutes, I would say that I was given some of the best head of my life. She was awesome, and I was surprised that I had not orgasmed. Still she had crawled back on top of me and
there we were. Two naked and very sweaty bodies, both yearning for each other and wanting to go all the way. I could tell by the position that she was in that she wanted to start on top, so I gave no argument. She slowly straddled my now rock hard cock and I loved to sensation as I could feel her very wet lips wrap around my hard shaft and swallow up my cock. I couldn't believe I was doing this but
it was really happening. About five minutes into it, Rhonda began to moan again. I clearly could tell that she was coming again, as I could feel her wetness as her juices started to dampen my pubic area. This time she moans and wailed out even more, calling out my name and everything. After she had her second orgasm, I asked if we could change positions. She agreed and we then proceeded to do it doggie style. Clearly my favorite position, cause in all honestly I don't have what one would call a very "Massive" penis. So through
this position, you can achieve greater penetration and help her along while also pleasing one's self, cause this position stimulates the penis more. Once in that position, I could clearly tell that we were going to have a great finish. She was panting and moaning up another storm, I too was started to make sounds I as too was getting close to my climax. We both started to moan and groan together as suddenly we both began to orgasm at the same time. It was simply awesome. We both came and I could feel myself shoot an awesome load right into her, and I loved every minute of it. Once we were finished, we both laid down on the floor beside on another and held each other. We spent the next twenty minutes kissing quite passionately, and telling each other what a great time we had. (again, I don't know if she was lying... but let's just trust her... ok?)

A few hours later, Rhonda and I did it again. This time it was in the shower. Both of us had tried to clean up, but we couldn't keep our hands off each other. We both again managed to peak to another great climax, and I am sure that this night we were keeping the neighbors up with all our moans and groans. After making out for a second time, Rhonda and I finally had separate showers and cleaned ourselves up. Rhonda was thinking about going home, but later we had decided that she should stay over so that no one would suspect anything if they saw her leaving at such a late hour of the night. I offered her the bed, and said that I was willing to take the couch but Rhonda us to go to bed together cause she wanted to sleep in my arms. I pondered the idea and came to the conclusion that since I had gone this far it was not an outrageous demand. We both went to bed with not a stitch of clothing on and slept in each other arms. It was the perfect ending to what was an amazing night. I thought that I had gotten away with the perfect crime, and that no one would know what had happened. Little did we know that someone had been watching from a distance...

Nursing

christelle.nospamplease@nospam.pornlivenews.com — Tue, 13 May 2008 08:29:54 +0000

Its bad enough being in a strange land, but its even worse when you get sick, travelling with all your belongings on your back, and arriving in a new town, with nowhere to go apart from a guesthouse.
Well that was the situation; I’d been dropped off by my ride at the front door to a guesthouse, in a strange town on cold wet evening, next to a leaden sea.

The door opened to reveal a woman in her mid-forties trim and rather elegant, she smiled and said “Hallo, and welcome won’t you please come in; and please call me Helen.” Suddenly her face lots its bright smile and took on a new demeanour an expression of shocked concern, she said “Strooth, you look real crook, you’d better come in and the first thing I’ll do is get you upstairs and put you to bed”.

Not being in a fit and able state to argue I submitted myself to Helen’s caring, she led me to a small room on the top floor of the house, she explained that this was not a guest floor but was where her room was and that she thought it wise that I should be close to her.

Helen showed me to her bathroom and told me to get myself into bed whilst she went and mixed some of her special medicine, I washed and undressed and climbed into the wide single bed in my room, pulled the sheets and covers up around my shivering body and waited for Helen to return with the promised magic medicine.

Helen returned and administered to me a wonderful herbal remedy, tucked the blankets around me and left the room, telling me should I need anything in the night just call.
Dosed up with flu remedy I fell, into a deep and restful sleep, a sleep that was filled with the most wonderful dreams.

I was in the tropics sick and sweating in a large bed, when a woman came in and administered to my needs in a most agreeable manner….

The next morning when I awoke, Helen came into my room with a cup of tea some toast and marmalade and more magic potion.
She asked me how I’d slept and did I feel better. I told her that I felt much better, and didn’t know what was in the medicine she’d given me but I’d had the most wonderful dreams.

Helen smiled at this comment and asked me to tell her more. But first she was going to get a bowl, flannel and towel to freshen me up. She left the room and I sat there drinking my tea and eating toast.

By the time Helen returned I’d finished my breakfast and drunk some of the potion. Pulling back the sheets she proceeded to wash my face and upper body whilst she washed me, she asked, “This dream you had in the night, what happened?”

“Well”…I said. “It was hot, very hot. I was lying on a big bed with a mosquito net all around the bed. I was naked accept for a single silk sheet covering my sweating body. The light in the room was from candles that flickered in the gentle breeze that blew in from the sea. I could hear the waves breaking on a sandy beach only yards away, the breaking waves sounded like the gentle breathing of sleeping mermaids.”
Helen exclaimed at this description and encouraged me to continue my narration. “Well…”I said.

“There I was on this big bed, when in came a most gorgeous creature wearing nothing but a Frangipani flower in her hair and sarong of fineness chiffon which allowed her beautiful body to be seen through the gossamer like material.” I continued, smiling at my entranced listener.
“Go on” she encouraged, with glistening eyes, I proceeded with my narration
“The air was filled with the intoxicating sent of exotic tropical blooms. The woman came over lifted the net and climbed onto the bed next to me. She had bought with her a bowl of scented water and flannel. She then washed my body” as Helen was doing at that moment. Helen asked me to go on … “the woman washed my heated brow with cooling liquid. She pulled the sheet off my naked body and washed me all over not missing any part except one!
When I was cleaned and refreshed she started to kiss me from head to toe telling me I would get better, but first I had to release the pressure inside me to allow my body heal it’s self fighting off the fever.”

Helen was now looking a little flushed as I continued recounting my dream. She then pulled back the sheet and applied the flannel to my now erect member.
She said huskily staring me straight in the eyes “Did she clean this, like this?” “Yes” I replied breathlessly.
“What did your dream woman do next?” Helen asked.
“ Well!”I said. “When she had washed and dried me. The woman did a most unusual thing. She pulled my hands and arms up behind my head. Produced soft silken cords and tied my wrists to the bars at the top of the bed.”

Helen then surprised me by saying, “Like this?” as she too pulled my hands and arms behind my head and as if by magic, produced two pieces of soft rope and tethered my wrists to the bars at the head of the bed.

This was getting interesting. Helen took my swollen member in her hand and asked me to continue my story.

“Well….” I said grinning like the Cheshire cat “The dusky maiden took my JT in her hand and stroked it up and down telling me how beautiful it was. She then lowered her head taking my cock into her mouth.”
Helen, to my pleasant amazement re-enacted my description by taking my enflamed member into her mouth.

I was in seventh heaven, lying in bed being revived by an older woman, a woman that was sending waves of shivering pleasure through me. She knew all the right little places to apply pressure to my cock. Her special trick was to use the tip of her tongue to lick in little circles at the union of the glands, then she would lick in long wet strokes, starting at the base of the shaft and licking up to the head she applied this treatment to my cock for what seemed an age. Just as I got used to her wonderful technique being repeated over and over, She opened her mouth wide and swallowed my length, twirling her tongue around and around as more of my cock vanished into her eager mouth. Apart from my salutations of pleasure and her gentle slurping sounds, all was quiet in the house we were quite alone.
Helen finally came up for air smiling at me she said “Did you like that?” I just grinned back at her and nodded my head in affirmation.
“What did the dusky maiden do next?” She asked, as she stroked my body with soft fingers.

“Well,” I continued starting to really enjoy this resurrection of my dream “She removed her sarong and then she straddled my shoulders and bought her quim to my eager tongue.” With that Helen stood, letting her housecoat drop to the floor.
Now naked she climbed onto the bed, straddled my body and offered me her clean-shaven quim, (which I might add is my favourite dish. I’m not into organic dental floss).

So what can a gentleman do when served such a delectable repast, but oblige a lady? I breathed deeply on Helens scent and applied my tongue to her eager quim. My efforts were rewarded with moans of approval at my licking, nibbling and sucking.

Helen didn’t forget her duties either and kept up a song of delight, rewarding me for the pleasure I was giving her. Then without warning she came, sitting up she pressed herself hard onto my face and mouth.

Her body shuddering with such force I thought she might pass out. Lifting her pussy from my face she looked down, smiled at me, and said all rather flustered.
“Oh that was fantastic.”
She kissed me on the lips smiled and said; “Now I’m going to make you, come in me.”

Moving down my supine body until she was sitting astride my hips and hard penis, she didn’t push me into her but slid back and forth along my length making my cock slick with juices, oozing from inside her. The softness of the outer lips and her wetness on my cock was just gorgeous. I asked her to sit still so I could relish the feeling of her moist warmth on my cock. Complying with my request she just rocked back and forth ever so gently, applying pressure on her citreous.

She looked into my eyes with bedevilment and said “Now I’m going take you into deep inside me and you can’t stop me” (who said I wanted too?) She then shifted forward letting my cock spring up she then pushed back letting my cock slide into her hot quim, oh so slowly, until she finally pushed down hard onto my pubic bone and rocked back and forth again applying pressure to her clit, giving the most wonderful sensation to the head, making contact with her cervix.

I wanted to lift her body to increase the feeling but was unable because of my tied hands and if I tried to thrust into her. Helen just pushed me harder onto the bed. Saying “NO! I’m making you cum when I want”.

Helen screwed me for what seemed like an eternity of bliss. Boy could this woman ride a cockhorse. I couldn’t stop myself from rolling my eyes in sheer joy. I was in paradise…. every time I got nearly to the point of no return, Helen would relax and wait for me to calm down again. Then she would commence riding my throbbing cock.

Until she was finally satisfied I could bare this treatment no more. She bent forward kissed me hard on the mouth and then holding my head in her hands said with the most intense passion “Now my darling, this time fill me with your lovely juice that feels like fluffy cotton wool clouds.”

With that she began riding me intensely as she thrust up and down my full length, letting her ample breasts swing back and forth over my chest and occasionally touch my eager lips.

We came simultaneously our climaxes were volcanic in intensity though; It felt as if my cock was going to explode as it erupted into Helens womb. Her quim clenched and squeezed my throbbing member, as she collapsed perspiring onto my sweating body laying there panting from her excursions.

We rested in the most wonderful after glow as my cock slowly softened inside her. After long minutes Helen lifted herself off me and asked, “Shall we have a bath?”
Helen untied me and helped me to get up from the bed; she took me in her arms kissing my face and neck.
“Has the medicine helped cure the patient? She asked.
“Aaah yes I think so” I replied, returning her kisses as best I could “I now feel like hot radio active jelly. But yes I feel fine.” I said leaning forward and finally kissing her full on the lips, a lovely long sensuous kiss.

Whilst the bath was running and the bathroom filled with steam. I made Helen stand in the bath; I soaped her body all over and then washed her most carefully from head to toe. Then at my instruction she sat on the edge of the bath and allowed me to shave her mons Venus, as yielding and gossamer.

After she’d washed me we lay down in the bath letting the hot and soapy water keep us warm the bliss of our affection.
When had had enough we climbed out of the bath and dried one another with large fluffy towels. Leading me by the hand along the landing Helen took me to her bedroom.

It was a large room a huge double bed, with four turned wooden posts took centre stage. Without saying a word, just by using gestures I laid Helen on the bed and then took the cords from my room and tying her to her bed as she had tied me earlier. I made her lift her hips from the mattress and placed two pillows beneath her bottom making her vulnerable to my affection.

Now that I was in control I proceeded to torture her in the most wonderful ways I knew how. I stroked and caressed her breasts with my fingers and tongue taking her nipples into my mouth and rolling my tongue over the teats all Helen could do was tell how wonderful my ministrations felt, she particularly shuddered with delight as kissed and licked the underside of each breast where it joined her body. I continued working slowly lower and kissing my way down her tummy towards her quim. But just as she anticipated me to licking her mons Venus I passed it by and ventured down her thighs. Helen tried to push me back to her quim with her legs. Telling me I was a naughty boy.

“Now, Now” I admonished, “You can’t do that.”
I looked around the room and finding some more cord, tied her ankles to the posts at the bottom of the bed.
“If you can’t behave you have to be restrained” I scolded.
Helen whined at this and said “I promise to be good if you let me free”
“No.." I insisted, “You can’t be trusted not to squirm and so you must be restrained.”

I continued with my torture taking even more time over stroking and kissing and licking her legs. When I got to her feet I licked and sucked each toe in turn. She was going wild with this treatment. Begging me to stop. I knew what I was doing and was getting the desired effect for her quivering body.

I then went to the point of her desire and sucked on her button. I had made her so sensitive with my torture that she came within a second of me attacking her clit. I had to sit back as her body thrashed in orgasm. I sat on my heals and watched her lay there quivering and panting from her exertions. “Fuck me you bastard” she said. Pushing herself toward me like a bitch on heat. I positioned myself above and drove myself into her willing flesh, with such force that she gasped with surprise. I wanted to screw her fast and hard but not to hurt her. Exquisite pain yes but not suffering, that would leave her sore afterwards, fast short strokes controlling my penetration. As I approached my peek I pushed myself to the hilt and again applied pressure to her most intimate opening. “Cum” she begged me “Please come.”

I came deep in her body so she could feel the warmth of my seed as it flooded into her womb, as my pleasure subsided I relaxed gently collapsing onto her panting and contented torso. We lay for a while, I then untied her and pulling the cover over us we cuddled close falling into a deep and blissful sleep.

I awoke in the early evening, to find my wonderful nurse gone. My nose though was assailed by the delightful smell of food cooking. I got up and went my room to wash and dress. When I got down stairs Helen said well I hope the patient is cured…

“To bloody right!” I grinned rakishly. “That smells dam good, I’m so hungry I could eat a horse but I’ll settle for bacon and eggs and you for afters”
“That’s fine by me” Helen smiled as she shovelled steaming bacon from the pan onto a plate the size of New South Wales.