Anne and Jeff had been close friends in college but had rarely seen each other in the many years since.
They’d always had a lot of shared interests but had never dated. They’d each had several relationships over the years but were currently single. When Anne had contacted him a few days before, he gladly agreed to reconnect. They decided on a nice dinner out, then back to his place for a movie.
Dinner had been great. The conversation flowed back and forth, with just a bit of flirting.
Back at home, he poured each of them a glass of wine and let her pick the movie. Relaxing on the couch, Anne took a chance. “Those heels are a pain. What does a woman have to do to get a foot massage around here?”
“Well, you could get the next bottle of wine; this one’s almost gone.”
“Deal.” She hopped up and quickly returned with a second bottle. Jeff handed her the corkscrew and lifted her legs onto his lap.
As she opened the bottle, his thumbs pushed into the sole of her foot. “Is that okay?” He asked.
“Oh yeah. I like it hard.”
“Noted.” He hesitated. “We know each other pretty well – but I have no idea what you like… sexually.” There. Like it or not, he had stepped over the line.
“Oh. Well. If we’re being honest, I’ve wondered the same thing about you,” Anne admitted.
Jeff continued. “So, what are you into? You’ve always been… adventurous.”
Anne smiled but didn’t answer.
“I mean, do you have any fantasies?”
“Sure, who doesn’t?”
“What about kinks?” He pressed.
“I think I need to finish this wine first.”
“Good idea. I’ve got some gummies, too. Want one?” Jeff offered.
“Oh? I’ve never tried one. But what the hell, I’ve always wondered.”
He refilled their wine glasses and handed her a gummy candy. “These are supposed to be relaxing.”
Anne popped it in her mouth and took a big sip of wine, swallowing it like a pill.
“You can chew it, you know.”
“Oh. Right. That makes sense.”
“So, what other things have you always wanted to try but never got the chance? And yes, I mean in bed.”
“Does it have to be in bed?” She teased. “How about sex on the beach?”
He chuckled. “Oh, a bit of an exhibitionist, huh?”
“Well, the idea is exciting. I mean, I wouldn’t want to be caught, but the thought that someone might be watching is kind of hot, yeah. What about you? Ever done it in public?”
“I’m more of a voyeur, myself. So if you want to play with yourself, I’ll be happy to watch.”
“You’re such a fucking tease!” She chided.
“No really, I’m serious. I’d love to watch you get off,” he winked at her.
“I bet. Do you always want the woman to do all the work?”
“Sometimes. But hey, I’m not the one getting a foot massage.”
“Touché.”
“You still haven’t shared your kinks,” he reminded her.
“Umm… why don’t you go first,” she suggested, still unsure how far he was going with the topic. “And you better not say you have a foot fetish…”
He laughed and kissed her toes. “You do have cute feet, but no.. I’ll start with a simple one – I wouldn’t want to scare you off with my dark fantasies.”
“Oh, please. I bet you make vanilla ice cream seem spicy,” Anne smirked.
“Compared to you, I’m a dark chocolate soufflé,” he bragged.
“All hot and gooey inside?” Anne licked her lips. “Go ahead, prove me wrong,” she challenged.
“Okay, okay. I’ll share a turn-on: I really like a nice, natural bush. I know a lot of guys don’t. I don’t mind if it’s trimmed, but completely shaved is kind of a turn-off. But hey, I’m not judging. Your body, your choice.”
Anne bursa escort bayan nodded. “Yeah, I’ve always thought a complete wax is way too far. I’ve seen hairless women at the gym, and it just makes me think who are you trying to fool lady, you’re not sixteen.”
“Yeah, I guess a lot of men do have a thing for young women.”
“There is a lot of pressure,” she admitted. “I’ve had men refuse to go down on me because they said I was too bushy. Hell, they’re probably right. I don’t even shave under my arms,” she admitted, glancing at his reaction.
“Good for you! Okay, your turn. Share a kink or take a drink!” Jeff said, refilling his glass.
“Or both!” Anne took a large drink to steel her nerves. She decided to push things a bit. “I really like… cum,” she confessed. “I know a lot of women don’t, but I enjoy it. I don’t mind if a guy wants to cum on me – I get that can be hot – but I’m going to swallow it. I even drank it out of a condom once.”
“Damn. I think you win that round,” Jeff conceded.
“Oh fuck. I can’t believe I admitted that. I think that gummy is getting to me.”
“Or the three glasses of wine…” Jeff noted.
“Hey, no judging. This is a safe space!”
Jeff raised his hands. “No judging. Your secret’s safe with me, you cum slut.”
“It better be, Bush-Boy! Just for that, you have to go again. And it better be good!”
Jack thought for a moment. “Have you ever heard of… panty stuffing?
“Panty stuffing? No, I don’t think so. What would you stuff them with?”
“It’s not about stuffing the panties with something. It’s about stuffing the panties into something,” he explained.
“Into? Ohhh… okay, that’s… interesting. Have you ever?”
Jeff shook his head. “No. I mean, what would I say? Hey baby, would you mind if I pushed your panties into your pussy? It’s kind of a hard subject to broach.”
“That’s not the only thing that’s hard,” Anne observed, glancing at his crotch.
Jeff adjusted his position, shifting his stiffening cock. “I’m not sure how to ask, you know?”
“Well, maybe you shouldn’t ask. Maybe you should just… do it. She can always say no.”
“True. Unless she’s gagged.”
“Gagged? Ok, this is getting interesting. Can I get a refill?” Anne asked, holding out her wine glass. “I think any woman who would let you gag her would probably let you stuff her panties.”
“Good point.” Jack refilled her glass. “Enough about panties. Your turn.”
“I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have a guy with a beard go down on me. I mean, razor stubble on your thighs isn’t fun, but a nice soft beard? That would be okay.” She reached a hand over to stroke Jeff’s beard.
His hand reached behind her head and drew her toward him. Their lips met, and their mouths opened. He could taste her lip gloss: a hint of strawberry mixed with the wine. Their tongues played with each other, teasing, until he sucked hers into his warm mouth.
His hand slipped under her shirt, cupping her breast. His thumb flicked across her nipple.
She reached down and felt his hard cock, stroking it through his pants.
He only stopped making out with her to pull her shirt over her head. She reached back to unfasten her bra before tossing it aside. She had smallish pink areolae, but her nipples were stiff and rather long.
He pulled his shirt off and stood, unbuttoning his jeans. She helped pull them down, her head brushing against the bulge in his boxers.
She slowly slid his underwear down, freeing his 8-inch cock. It pointed straight at her, gently bursa escort sitesi bobbing. She kissed the tip, flicking the underside with her tongue.
Jeff helped her stand and remove her pants, exposing her pink cotton panties.
He knelt as he pulled them down, revealing her thick, dark bush. He could smell her arousal.
“Let’s check some things off our bucket lists,” she suggested, her voice breathy. “If you go down on me, you can stuff my panties.”
Anne sat on the edge of the couch, leaned back, and spread her legs.
Jeff leaned down and kissed her nipple, sucking it into his mouth. His hand caressed her other breast, tugging and twisting her nipple gently. Anne moaned softly.
He slowly kissed and licked his way down her stomach and along her soft thighs. His fingers played in her thick bush, sliding between her lips. His lips moved closer, kissing her labia, avoiding her clit, teasing her.
His tongue flicked between her lips, tasting her. He slipped two fingers into her, slightly curled, as his mouth kissed and licked.
Anne’s hands grabbed his head and pulled him into her, pressing his mouth against her pussy. He withdrew his fingers and pushed his tongue into her.
“Fuck yes…” She whispered.
He reached up, his wet fingers slipping into her mouth. She sucked on them, tasting how wet her pussy was.
Jeff’s mouth surrounded her clit, sucking it in as his fingers returned to her pussy. Thrusting deep into her, fucking her as his tongue massaged her clit.
A wave of pleasure surged through her. Her thighs closed on his head, quivering as she climaxed, squirting into his mouth.
Jeff kissed her mound gently and eased back on his heels. He knew her clit was too sensitive for the moment.
“So, no razor burn?” He teased.
Anne smiled. “Not at all. It felt nice. You’re good with your mouth.” She watched as he used her panties to dry his beard and her thighs, and then between her legs. Then she felt him pushing his fingers inside her again. But this time, he was pushing her panties in too.
It was a strange feeling, more pleasant than she expected. It took him several minutes, pushing a little more, a little deeper each time, until they were completely inside her.
“That’s one for each of us,” she noted. “Got any other fantasies you want to try?”
“A few. You?”
Anne nodded. “Let’s do as many as we can. I’m really buzzed, I think I’m up for anything.”
“Me too. We just did mine, it’s your turn.”
She thought for a moment. “You don’t have to – but I’d love you to lick my… butthole. It’s clean, I promise. And it’s not as hairy as my pussy,” she smiled.
“I love your hairy pussy. But I’ve been wanting to taste your ass for the last hour. Turn around and get on your knees.”
Anne turned around and knelt on the floor, pressing her breasts on the leather couch. She reached back and spread her cheeks apart, exposing her puckered asshole.
Jeff slid his fingers between her lips, spreading her arousal across her asshole.
His fingers caressed her clit as his tongue flicked across her tight hole, tasting her sweet pussy and musky ass.
“Oh fuck…”
His head nodded as he licked slowly from her clit up to her asshole again and again. Sometimes he sucked on her clit, and pushed his tongue into her cunt, or swirled the tip around her tightest hole. But he always left her wanting more.
Finally, the tip of his tongue probed into her hole. She spread her cheeks further, urging him deeper. He stiffened his tongue and pushed, forcing it into her anus. She could feel his beard as his cheeks pressed into hers.
“Oh yes… don’t stop… I’m close…” She moaned.
He thrust his tongue as deep into her ass as he could. He could feel her ring tightening, pushing him out as his fingers rubbed against her clit. As she reached her climax, he pulled her panties out of cunt, causing her to gasp in pleasure.
“My turn,” he told her. “I’m going to fuck your ass. And you’re going to beg me to do it.”
He didn’t waste any time. She could feel his cock pressing against her tight hole.
Anne reached back to spread her cheeks again. “Please… I want to feel you inside me. Push your hard cock into my butthole. Fuck me in the ass!”
“OH FUCK!” she exclaimed has the first inch of his cock pushed into her.
He paused to let her get used to the feeling and then slowly pushed a bit deeper before pulling back until just the tip was inside her. Thrusting just two inches in and one out, he
“That feels good. I think I’m ready for more.”
“Beg for it,” he ordered.
“Yes, sir. Please sir, fuck my ass. I’m yours. Fuck me as hard as you want…”
“Good girl.” He thrust into her, slowly, but without stopping until his balls were pressing against her.
He fucked her hard, pounding into her tight ass. His hands were on her hips, pulling her back as he slammed into her. After a few minutes, he pulled out completely. Her asshole gaped open, inviting him back in.
He lasted ten minutes before he felt his orgasm approaching.
“I’m close. Do you want my cum?”
“Yes! Please!” She answered at once.
He lifted her onto the couch on her back, positioning her head over the armrest.
Without asking, he pushed his slick cock deep into her mouth, gagging her. She felt him throb as his first spurt of cum shot into her throat. He pulled back, sending the next spurts into her mouth. She swallowed, savoring the taste his cum.
She kept his cock in her mouth until he was soft, licking and sucking him clean.
“Thank you. That was really hot! Now I need to go pee.”
“Me too.” Jeff followed her to the bathroom. Anne was a little surprised, but after what they had just done, she didn’t think peeing in front of him would be any big deal.
“How did you know my other kink – that I was submissive?” She asked.
“I suspected. There were lots of little signs. Like when you asked for a glass of water but didn’t object when I gave you wine.”
In the bathroom, Anne opened the lid and asked, “Me first? I really need to go…”
Jeff shook his head. “Not yet. I have one more kink first. Get in the shower. You’re going to be my urinal.”
“Oh. I’m not really…” she began to object.
“I’m not asking. Get on your knees.”
“Yes, Sir.” Anne knelt, facing him.
Jeff stood before her, looking down, but taking no other action. After a moment, she said, “I’m ready.”
“Beg for it.”
“I want you to use me as your urinal, Sir. Please pee on me.”
Jeff’s relaxed his muscles, letting a stream of his warm piss spray on her. First on her breasts, then between her legs, then back up to her face and her hair, drenching her.
“Pinch your nipples,” he commanded. As she complied, he directed his stream onto her nipples.
“Rub your clit.” His warm piss sprayed against her mound while she played with herself.
“Open your mouth.” He pushed his soft cock past her lips, still pissing. “Drink as much as you can.”
She swallowed over and over but couldn’t keep up with his flow. Finally, he finished.
“Now cum for me. As soon as you cum, you may pee.”
As if his command gave her permission, Anne’s body responded. A wave of pleasure surged through her. She collapsed to the floor of the shower, her pee mixing with his.
“Thank you, Sir,” she mumbled, wondering if her life would ever be the same.