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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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It’s hard to pinpoint exactly how this crazy journey started or why but it was never really meant as anything other than fun.
Sadly at the end of this trail of destruction, fun it no longer was but it wasn’t always like this. It was both worthwhile and exciting which is why they got on this rollercoaster in the first place. |
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over a year ago
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He wasn’t the most confident of people, insecure from what could best be described as a nervous breakdown he lacked both self esteem and if truth be know self worth. He’d be the guy that always held back, always walked close to the walls and seemed to shirk away from conversations. He considered himself to be unattractive and didn’t really pay much attention to himself or anyone else.
Of course there was a reason for the fog in which he lived in and her name was Sarah.
They’d been married for over 12 years and together for around 16 - he couldn’t remember, he didn’t much care fir the numbers, all he knew was that she was now gone. He hated the fact that they were no longer friends, there was no contact and most certainly no going back. Not that he wanted the latter, he’d never be able to forgive her. Or so he thought. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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On the surface Sarah was a strong driven very successful business woman. She had built her business up from nothing and was now reaping the rewards. After the split from Mark, she’d buried deep into her work in n effort to forget how things had gone so badly wrong. She still though asked herself daily why oh why could I have been so stupid.
Mark had made her who she was today. They’d met in a nightclub, just two randoms one offering to buy the drink, the other only accepting to piss his mate off. They got chatting and exchanged numbers, that was that. No after hours fumble, no knee trembling moments in the car park or wandering hands, just a give me a call sometime.
He waited a while. His mate, who was pissed off finally started talking to him again, Mark was after all the next weekends nominated driver! Chris kept on and on at Mark all night. Berating him as to why he’d not given ‘that fit one’ a call yet. Mark for the most part ignored him, just admitting to himself as much as anyone else that he was indeed a bit of a plonker as she did appear to not only be nice but also have most of the rooms eyes on her at various points of the previous weekends expedition.
Chris, and a couple of other mates laughed and told him to pull his finger out and at least try and get a finger in. Mark shook his head and walked off to grab another Diet Coke listening as he went to the laughter of his friends.
Standing at the bar he could still hear the laughter, and it crossed his mind that he was indeed a little slow on the uptake and perhaps a text message would be in order.
But what to say……he was crap at this. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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On his way back to the table at which his friends were gathered Mark had sort of decided what to text…… of course he didn’t believe anything would come of it but if nothing else it would shut Chris and the rest of the guys up.
As he sat down the giggling lessoned and he thought he was in for another barrage of condemnation for his less than forward approach - as he reached for his phone, the table fell silent. Oh great, now I’ve got a bloody audience he thought but then realisation that he had one unread message from Sarah hit him - bastards. They’d texted her, no wonder they had been rolling around laughing. He really didn’t want to see what they’d sent.
Sarah was confused. She was working, she knew Mark wouldn’t know this but she was still at a loss as to why he’d wait until 10pm on a Saturday night to finally send a text. She was surprised as well, she hadn’t expected it to be so forward. She wasn’t like that, she hated the fact that he thought she was. She had actually taken a shine to him, but this had put a different light on it. She was just about to delete when her colleague, another Sarah asked what was wrong.
She was slightly older and a bit longer in the tooth and actually laughed out loud when the story was related to her and as she took the phone, smirked as she read the message.
Call his bluff she said.
Really - I’m not like that and if that’s how he thinks I am, I think it best to just ignore him.
He’s taking the piss Sarah, dish it back.
Saying what though? |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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“Are you serious!!!
If I was like that you’d have found out last weekend don’t you think!!!
A shame, I thought you were different!!!”
Three explanation marks. They’d really rattled her he thought. That’s not on, she thinks that’s me as he scrolled up to see what exactly they’d sent.
“Any chance of hooking up this evening, I’ve been wanting to text you all week and now I’m horny as fuck and in need of a release I don’t want to wank over you alone again tonight”
Bastards. Wtf, all I could do was look up from my screen, shake my head and say why.
That’s not on I thought. She now thinks I sent that - fuck them, bastards can walk home.
As Mark drove out of the car park his anger was still rising. He knew the text to Sarah from his phone could get him into bother and should really leave it alone. However he hadn’t sent it, and Sarah needed to know that. He pulled over and opened up his phone again.
“Hey - I never sent that text, I was stupid enough to leave it on the table and one of my so called friends sent it. I’m really sorry”
That’ll do he said to himself as he indicated to pull out into what was rapidly becoming a rather wet and windy evening.
To his surprise a reply popped back almost instantly.
“Some friends”
He hasn’t expected a reply at all. He thought if she doesn’t reply, fine she can’t be arsed. However she had replied, but he wasn’t sure if she was now okay with it or angry.
“Genuinely sorry” Mark replied and pulled out.
It was only a few miles to home and he was still annoyed by the time he landed. It was now pouring with rain and despite his levels of anger towards his friends he did chuckle to himself at tge thought of the d*unken band of village idiots getting soaked to the skin.
Another message.
“Hope they get soaked through” Sarah had written.
Mark replied instantly saying he’d just thought the exact same thing.
“Are you not the driver then tonight” came the reply.
“Nope, told them what I thought of them and left - they are walking”
“Me too”
Sarah was just on her way out of the restaurant where she waited tables and felt bad she’d flown off the handle and not considered it was a bit out of character of Mark to be like that. She got it now though.
“Do you need a lift”
She did, but she wasn’t sure. Mark gad been quiet, charming and a gent the week before. This evenings exchange had thrown her a little, but truth be known she had very nearly called him a couple of days ago as she had led alone in her bed touching herself.
Mark’s phone pinged.
“Sure. Why not” came the reply.
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The rain was hammering down as he pulled into the car park. He found himself feeling unexpectedly nervous wondering if a bunch of workmates or a couple of big brothers would be waiting for him.
He texted “your taxi has arrived” and the side door of the restaurant swung open. She held a bag over her head and a coat draped over her shoulders as she face paced to the car. Mark leaned over and opened the door. As Sarah jumped in she took the coat off her shoulders.
She looked stunning.
She was simply dressed with a knee length skirt, loose enough to work in tight enough to hug her gorgeous figure. Black of course which was accompanied by an equally well fitted white shirt. The flecks of rain had just managed to hint at the black bra she was wearing underneath and her legs were covered by sheer black tights, or were they hold ups.
“Put your tongue away”
Mark snapped out of his daze and went to say something but it was to late she had rumbled him and was already laughing, he could do nothing more but laugh back.
“So where too” he said
“Ahh, I’ve an idea” she said with a glint in her eye.
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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They were in hysterics. It hadn’t taken long to find the remaining members of the group on the lads night out who Mark had left to find their own way home. They’d had time to plan their revenge locating not one but two ideal puddles in which to catch them as they d*unkenly staggered home. The first opportunity was a bit of a failure with only one of them getting a direct hit, the second pass was far more successful. All three were admittedly more than a little damp due to the rain but there was an unhealthy delight that n both Mark and Sarah as they were stopped in their tracks by the second pass.
They were still laughing when they pulled up outside of Sarah’s flat. Drink - she asked. Mark was surprised but he was enjoying her company and any awkwardness they’d both felt earlier had long disappeared.
Sure he said and followed her out of the car. He was struck by just how sexy she looked this evening. She had looked good last week but tonight she was stunning in a more relaxed way. As she opened the door, he noticed she was smiling broadly and he found himself following suit.
Take a seat she said, won’t be long. Coffee? Or something stronger.
Mark replied coffee is good, I’m driving.
He could hear her pottering around in the kitchen before returning with a couple of cups of coffee.
He’d sat on one end of the sofa and she plonked herself on the other end. At first he was a little disappointed but as she lifted her legs up to put her feet in the gap between them, he realised she had answered the question he’d posed himself earlier as she had jumped into his car. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The conversation flowed well as the talked about work, holidays, family and friends as well as the obligatory ex’s. Not once was there an awkward moment of silence and they both felt like old friends catching up rather than being alone in a flat together for the first time.
Mark was in awe of this woman, she could talk for England admittedly but she put him at ease. Likewise Sarah was really enjoying his company, really warming to Mark and his charm. He’d listened when she’d spoken about her father and how she was concerned about her mother and younger sister, he’d not judged or offered opinion - it’s like he simply understood.
Every now and again she’d catch him checking out her legs. She said nothing but had shuffled around a little twice now so he could get a better look. Subtly of course but she was excited by it.
After an hour or so Mark was wondering if he should make a move or not. He fancied this girl rotten but was aware of the text earlier which said she wasn’t like that. It felt like friends chatting and he liked that. Why spoil it he decided, plenty of time to see if there is anything else at another time.
“Right” he said, “I’d better be off”
“Shame” said Sarah, I was enjoying our chat.
We can always catch up another time. He replied.
If you bother calling she said with a smirk.
Trust me, I will.
Good she said.
Mark stood up but Sarah stayed exactly where she was and looked up at him half hiding behind her coffee cup.
You okay asked Mark. Yeah came the reply, but I have one more question for you.
What’s that?
Have you?
Have I what?
Ummm.
Mark was confused.
Come on spit it out he said, have I what.
Sarah smirked, shrugged her shoulders leaned forward placing he coffee cup on the table.
Ummm, have you wanked over me?
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Mark’s insides screamed - truth or lie he thought, it’s a question that he was both surprised and excited to hear. I’ll go for the truth he thought.
No, no, not guilty he stammered.
Shame came the almost instantaneous reply, I fucking love that.
Well Mark said, I make no promises I won’t later.
You’ll have to text me and tell me how it goes.
Ummm, yeah sure. Sounds fun - sorry you’ve caught me off guard a little there.
Sorry it something I enjoy. We all do it I just enjoy watching others do it.
Mark was starting to feel pressure build, this was something he hadn’t anticipated. However he was certainly getting aroused.
What are you saying? You want me to tell you when I’ve done it?
No, not really she said.
What then, let you listen in, watch on cam?
Well they both sound fun but I’ve a better idea. She said.
Go on. What do you have in mind.
Well, said Sarah with new found confidence and an assertiveness he’d not seen so far - I have a rule I don’t play until I know someone well and I’m not going to break that tonight, but if your going home to wank off thinking about me and I’m going to be led in bed thinking of you doing it……
Errrr, well, ummm
Mark. I can see you like the idea. Now get your cock out and let me see you play.
Ummm.
Mark! Sarah stood up. Maybe this will help.
She unzipped her skirt, pulled on the button and stepped out of her skirt.
You’ve been peeking all night. You’ll not see anymore tonight but it’s only fair I offer you an incentive.
Mark was in awe of her shapely legs clad in black holdups. Strong thighs stretching the tops exposing lovely tanned skin up to her sexy black knickers. He had the feeling he’d hit the jackpot.
With out further word, he unbuckled his belt and reached for his rapidly swelling member.
Sarah sat down on the edge of the sofa her face just inches from his hard cock.
Do it - she said
With that Mark started to masturbate. His mind was racing. His blood was pumping all the time thinking what a twist to the evening this was.
He could see Sarah’s eyes locked on his movements and he want to reach out and pull her towards him but he kept in mind her rule and continued every now and again catching a glimpse of her tongue as she licked her lips.
Mark knew he wasn’t going to break any records tonight, and decided to slow as not to make a mess.
Keep going she said.
I’m getting close he replied.
Good she said.
Your going to need a tissue.
No she said, cum right here - as she pointed to her face.
She moved closer and her eyes switched from his cock to a direct gaze into his eyes. Fuck this girl knew what she was doing as he increased his momentum and felt he was close to boiling point.
Suddenly Mark erupted, hitting Sarah just below the eye then over her top lip before covering her chin.
She sat back smiling.
Thankyou she said, that’s a fine end to the evening. Now I bet you don’t forget to text me again. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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Despite his anger of the past, Mark often thought back to that first night in Sarah’s flat, even though a lifetime had almost past between then and now. It hadn’t been all bad, in fact there was more good than bad to recall.
Their relationship had developed from that first night. Funnily enough quite slowly and tamely. Sarah had made him promise never to tell anyone, he hadn’t. That night was out of character, although there were some crazy moments when the mood took them and on occasion she would surprise him, which of course Mark loved.
Now though it was all a memory. A marriage had ended, any relationship had departed and a friendship had been destroyed. It was the latter that hurt the most. Of course Mark never admitted even too himself how much he missed her, but for Sarah every day was a struggle.
She knew it was on her. She knew she’d destroyed everything. She never wanted this, she wished she could go back but she also knew it would take two to be able to do that. Simply put that wasn’t going to happen, Mark wanted nothing to do with her.
She’d pondered her actions over and over. It had been so out of character. Okay she had always had moments of madness. She’d always had a kink or two, but she really couldn’t pin point why she’d blown it all for what now seemed like nothing but a cheap thrill. |
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Sarah had always been a hard worker and had built a career anyone would be proud of, her work ethic was strong and she was always happy to put the hours in to achieve her goals.
She had gone through a succession of companies each time changing to a higher position on the ladder and always leaving the door open to step back down if needed rather than get thrown down the stairs which she’d seen happen to many.
The business she was in meant that communication was everything with people so she’d embraced the art of messaging, texting and email with some gusto always seemingly in conversation with someone or other. She knew this frustrated Mark at times but he understood and besides he’d always enjoyed the holidays in the sun.
During her downtime she’d embraced the chatting to randoms and was aware that not everyone was as well behaved as her online. This had intrigued her. She had dug deeper and had built up a bit of harmless enough banter with a number of people, quite literally from around the world. She of course had kept this from Mark but he had on occasion enjoyed a night of passion a step above the usual routine thanks to the instructions she had been given by one guy in particular who was from Toronto.
Mark was never suspicious at first, after all he knew that Sarah had a wild side he’d known her long enough. They’d progressed from that first night in Sarah’s flat and over the weeks had built a strong friendship. The sex was good, very good but it was more loving than the lustful first encounter. There were occasions when she would surprise him, like the night she told him that she’d wanted to explore more with being with a woman.
More? You’re not a novice then.
No, Lynn and me experimented once.
Just the once mark had joked.
Well okay, several times.
Mark had liked that thought but resisted what he thought would have been the obvious tell me more line. Fantasy chat between them was common but going over old conquests had always been taboo.
You look like you want to know more she said.
Of course I do, but…..
She got up out of bed where they had been hugging and said, wait here a minute I won’t be long.
He could hear her doing something in the bathroom next door, then heard her heading downstairs. Mark’s mind raced, what was she up too. He’d recognised that glint in her eye, he knew the signs well - she was going to surprise him, shock him even - he knew he was in for a treat but had no idea what. He liked that.
One thing he noted though was that when she had got up, she had taken her phone with her. |
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It was a good 10 mins before Sarah returned and Mark had wondered what was going on. He’d fleetingly thought, perhaps even hoped that Lynn would make a special guest appearance on the evenings activities but soon came to his senses, it was a nice thought though.
The bedroom door opened and in walked Sarah bottle of bud in hand. Then he realised what the delay was all about. She was dressed like a complete slut. She’d been shopping in secret that’s for sure and was wearing a shirt black PVC dress with a chain belt, her ample breasts were straining to pop out and her legendary legs clad with thigh length boots that matched the dress perfectly. He had no idea where this had come from and to be honest didn’t care.
Okay she said taking a sip from the bottle. I’ll tell you the story but I’ll tell it to you my way. You’ll not ask any questions, you’ll not give me your opinions unless I ask and you’ll do exactly as I say. Understand.
Mark didn’t quite know what to say. He’d not known Sarah talk or dress like me this before but he had to confess he liked it.
Ummm, I guess…… he started
Do you fucking understand me.
He was shocked but incredibly turned o and simply nodded his head, yes Sarah I understand.
Call me Alisha.
What?
When I wear this outfit my name is Aisha.
Okay. I mean yes sure thing Aisha.
Give me your hands.
Mark held his hands out in front of him and found himself being bound with a silk scarf that had conveniently left on Sarah’s side of the bed unnoticed.
Aisha pushed his arms back and attached another and before he knew it he was tied to the bed and his legs were being tied as well.
He felt slight panic as he realised he was totally at this woman’s whim now. This was a side to Sarah that was new to him. He felt slightly afraid and concerned but realised he’d willingly got on this ride and wasn’t getting off until Aisha had finished with him and Sarah returned besides as he lead there almost spread eagled any signs of his concern was hidden as his cock was telling a whole different story.
He smiled inwardly and thought, bring it on. |
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From the moment she started this she felt empowered beyond belief. She’d always knew she had the power to switch herself on and off, but never quite like this. She had Mark just where she wanted, totally I’m her control she knew at the very given moment she could do whatever she wanted.
She loved that feeling.
She leant forward and let her tongue lightly flick over the end of Marks rigid cock. She applied no pressure but as soon as her tongue touched him it twitched. Again that feeling of power swept through her.
So she said, you want to know about Lynn?
Before he had a chance to answer she took a long lick up his shaft and his answer was lost in a whimper rather than a reply.
We were out one evening, just a drink - we got talking to a couple of lads, they bought us a few drinks and we flirted a little - nothing much in it really. I think Lynn was a lot more interested than I was but we were out together and we gave them the brush off. They weren’t happy and started calling us lesbians.
With each sentence Aisha would flick her tongue once again over the ever hardening cock in front of her, holding Marks gaze sending him into rapture.
I could see the evening was going to get nasty, so I kissed Lynn and rested my head on her shoulder and said busted.
The poor bastards almost ran away. Stupid little boys should have stuck around because after that kiss things changed.
Mark was enjoying this. He felt helpless and was under Aishas complete spell. Every time she probed his weaponry he felt more lost.
We started talking and Lynn said she’d never been kissed by a girl before. I felt nice. Well Mark I have to say, it felt nice to me as well.
I decided, much like now I was going to have her. Not just kiss her Mark, not just touch her ….. I knew I was going to fuck her.
Do you want me to carry on or do you want me to see how far I can get that gorgeous cock of yours down my throat?
Jesus, Mark mumbled.
Answer the question you fucking cunt! Do you want to fuck my throat or hear about how I pounced on her at mine. How I pushed her against the wall dropped to my knees and devoured her pussy.
Both, I want both.
Greedy boy mark. This is about my satisfaction not yours.
With that Aisha thrust her mouth around Marks now dripping cock. She sucked as hard as possible, bobbing her head up and down harder and harder. She could feel him arching his back - Christ he was trying to get deeper!
She stopped dead. Gently nibbled the top of his cock again and asked if he’d like to know what I did to her next?
Yes Aisha. Tell me please.
At that point she realised she had won. This was her victory. He had now totally submitted to him.
Tell you? I’m not going to tell you, you sad little boy I’m going to show you. |
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Aisha almost lept from the bed as she moved herself up over Marks now huge cock so her now dripping pussy was poised above his chest. She was on one knee withe the other leg stretched across his body. He had to admit the pain from where her still pvc clad legs rubbed against his ribs was harsh but it also turned him on a little more.
Her position left little to the imagination as her already tight dress had obviously ridden up and her freshly shaven pussy was in full view. She slowly moved her hand down and began to touch herself explaining in detail all the while that this was exactly what she was doing to Lynn as she continued to hold her firmly against the wall.
I ran my fingers over her Mark, gently rubbing her slit like this. Each time I’d apply a little more pressure and slowly parting those sweet lips. She was so wet Mark, just like me right now. I moved back from her a little so I could slowly slip a finger in, just like this.
Wow, Mark groaned lucky girl.
Aisha smiled a knowing smile as she entered herself, opening up her wetness for Mark to see.
She fucking loved it Mark. I could feel her clenching onto my finger willing me to probe deeper. She got a second finger while my mouth explored her clit. She tasted divine. My first taste of pussy Mark.
With this she pushed three fingers into herself while her other hand sought out her own clit and began rubbing herself. She was now lost as she applied more and more pressure to herself, increasing the speed of her small circular movements on her clit all the while thrusted her own fingers into her telling her now fuck toy all the while how she could feel how much her until then innocent friend was loving it and how she could not only feel how close she was getting to climax but also taste it.
That’s right. You are not the only one to unload all over my face she said between heaving breaths. I made the bitch cum so hard they probably heard the scream down the road. Fuck she tasted so good she added as the memory clashed with her imminent orgasm. Her head went back and as she removed her fingers Aisha gushed all over Marks chest, almost making him shoot his own junk.
Aisha lost her balance and fell back, landing on his rampant cock. Fuck that hurt but she didn’t apologise, she just rolled off of him and planted her head back on his cock which soon took his mind off of the body slam he’d literally just encountered. Her pussy now inches away from his mouth he tried to manoeuvre himself into a full 69 position but Aisha moved so it was impossible for him to eat her sweetness in front of him.
She was now going to town on his cock - the teasing had stopped, this was now animal hunger. Her hand was wrapped around the bottom of his shaft as she tugged at him pushing him deeper into his mouth.
Aisha was now on her knees and Mark was getting the blow job of his life. She wanted more though and realised that this was the moment that she’d been waiting for.
Reaching through her legs with the long since emptied bottle she slowly slid it into herself whilst at the same time increasing the vigour in which she was sucking on Mark.
Mark couldn’t believe she’d done this, he was about to say how incredibly sexy it was but knew he was close as all he could say was something like ‘oh fuck yeah’.
She felt his cum start to rise up through his cock and took every last drop into her mouth as he came harder than he had in years. She briefly thought it was harder that the first time he’d left a mess all over her face. As she swallowed her mouthful she almost collapsed again. Aisha was leaving the buildings down Sarah was returning.
She quickly got up and headed to the bedroom door. As she did she glanced back at Mark who had the biggest grin on his face she’d seen in a while. She hitched up the pvc dress to reveal an arse cheek, winked at him and went into the bathroom.
It wasn’t long until she returned. She was now naked and she quickly released Mark from the make shift restraints.
Mark was saying how much he had enjoyed everything that had just happened, but Sarah just put a finger on her lips and got into bed next to him.
They made love. Gently, no filth no chat just loving each other as they undoubtedly did.
Meanwhile in the bathroom floor under Aishas freshly debuted clothing, her phone lit up with a message from a contact simply named CB saying “wow”. |
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Craig had no real idea who Sarah was, but they had struck up a conversation after what was nothing more than a simple a/s/l message that popped up in a chat room on msn that focussed on living in Canada.
He’d been of course but just what he’d responded 28/m/Toronto was now a mystery to him but he’d though her cute and the ensuing conversation had been easy going so he hadn’t regretted it.
It had been just every day chit chat to start with, a few hours in there was a little flirting a few days he’d been made fully aware she thought Mark a little dull. Now a few weeks deep there conversations were littered with filth, fantasy and role play.
Sarah had no real idea how she’d gotten to this place in her head. I all seemed harmless to her and she was surprised at how easy Craig was to talk to. She’d been taken by the ease in which she could converse with him, how he listened at first and how she’d slipped into something she rarely exposed these days - Aisha was a character they’d both created one evening whilst she’d wiped out a bottle of red. She really did feel that Aisha was the escape she needed, and what harm could it do CB was thousands of miles away but recent events had made her wish he was a little closer. Even to just heighten to risk a little more.
Craig of course now felt to same. More so since those most recent of pictures of this evening. He knew she’d do it, he knew it was just the start but he knew there was plenty more to come - he just had to bide his time to tell her the truth. |
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Mark had no idea what had gotten into Sarah of late. She had always had a spontaneous streak about her but since the momentous moment with the bottle of Bud it was like she was on a mission to push herself and to shock Mark.
In recent weeks she had done just that. More PVC had arrived, he OG course wasn’t complaining about that. The collection consisted of a couple of nurse outfits, a maid, a police woman and his personal favourite, the Goth Slut.
The latter of course had come to the fore when Sarah, or as it was that night Aisha had picked him up from a works do. Mark was a little worse for ware and had decided to leave the car and grab a taxi.
Don’t be daft, Sarah had texted I’ll come get you.
The pick up point was a sort walk from the pub but was chosen as a direct collection would have meant a battle with the one system around town.
As the car pulled up and door opened he was hit with a strong smell of aftershave. Strange he thought, but his mind was suddenly jerked out of any negative vibes he may have felt.
Those thigh high boots had returned and were enhanced by a figure clinging black ensemble that clung to every curve. There were more of those chains and what appeared to be studs here and there but it was the collar that got Mark, was that actually a collar and chain she was wearing.
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Like what you see?
Like?, I love what I see Mark said assertively instantly dropping into the scenario.
Well, Aisha wants to play - are you good with that?
Yeah, I am but
No fucking buts you loser. I want to play and you are going to play with me. No questions. Understand?
Ye……
Do you fucking understand me!
Of course I do - Mark said, now not quite as assertive had he previously been.
Aisha, unbuckled the collar and threw it at Mark and told him to put it on.
What?
Instantly she was on him. Grabbing the collar and wrapping it round his neck. She looked him right in the eye and said, if I tell you to do something in the next hour, you will do it. There is no hesitation, no questions you just do it. Do you understand.
I do Aisha, Mark quivered. I do and I will.
Right, get your cock out and wank for me while I drive us somewhere quiet.
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It didn’t take them long to arrive, which was a good thing from Marks current stance as this was dipping into the realms of pure fantasy. He had wondered briefly how he had gotten here this evening and how Sarah had so rapidly transformed herself into Aisha but had just as quickly dismissed the question, after all how would she have known he’d decide to have a drink, call a cab or even accept the offer of a lift.
As they drew to a stop, Aisha pounced straight away burying her head onto his rigid cock. Holy Christ he thought to himself, she took that deep. Her mouth was eagerly gripping the base of his shaft and when she finally pulled back she’d left a ring of lipstick clearly visible.
Get out she commanded.
He did as he was told pulling his jeans around his cock, just in case this place wasn’t as secluded as Sarah had assumed.
Sarah also got out and moved around to his side of the car.
Well. Came the question
Well what Aisha, Mark said taking in the sexually of the woman now gently tugging on the lead she’d earlier placed on his neck.
Do you like what you see?
Yes. Of course he began.
She cut him off, quickly…. Then why have you stopped wanking. Have I fucking told you to stop?
No, I just thought.
Don’t think Mark. Do.
With that she grabbed his hand and placed it back on his cock.
Wank and watch.
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Sarah had never been slow in coming forward to touching herself in front of Mark and she knew what he liked to see.
She wasn’t messing about tonight and as she parted her legs she went straight down with her hand and inserted a single as deep as she could get it. She knew she could take more but she also knew that Mark got off on this.
She gently started to rotate her finger and could hear just how wet she now was. She let out a quiet moan and smiled up at Mark who was now wanking in front of her. She made direct eye contact and slightly tilted her head as she removed her finger from her sodden pussy and put it I’m her mouth sucking every drop of her sweet juice off.
Mmmm she said as she reinserted her finger gently starting to rub her clit with the other hand.
Does my fuck toy like that, she said
Yes Aisha, he replied. I love that.
She let out a little laugh, almost a giggle which Mark sensed was a little uncharacteristically nervous.
Good she replied as she stood, putting her finger into Marks mouth.
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Mark looked around and could see they were no longer alone. Standing in the shadows was a younger guy who looked absolutely petrified.
Who the hell is that Sarah.
No idea she replied.
We best get out of here then.
Why. She replied I think he’s been watching since we got here.
Really?
Yes. I’m okay with it. Let’s give him a show.
What the Fuck Sarah, Mark began but it was way too late she was already on her knees and wrapping her mouth around his still rigid cock. Her eyes burning into his as her amazing way of connecting came to the fore once more.
She was starting to go to town now, head bobbing up and down as she greedily and noisily devoured him in front of this complete stranger
Mark was trying desperately to keep eye contact but was now struggling. He was lost. He was close to exploding in her mouth and despite the awkwardness of the setting and the accompanying vouyer he was loving the return of the slut Aisha. |
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Simon had no idea what to do next.
He’d heard about this sort of thing, he had watched the fake videos on the various free sites that seemed to litter his browsing history but never really thought he’d find himself in this situation.
He’d only gone on to take a look as with most people. He’d never expected to see you could message people without a credit card subscription, let alone get a reply.
It was a faceless profile, and to be honest he wasn’t one hundred percent clear it was genuine but it appeared to be local so he had typed out a simple hello, along with an admission he was new here and wanted some advice.
The message had quickly been read but the reply had been slower in landing. An hour or so later, his inbox showed up as having an unread message. He’d eagerly opened it immediately thinking I should have waited.
Thanks for the message. Not sure what advice I can give to be honest lol. I’m probably as new as you. What did you want to know?
He pondered for a moment and thought deleting would be a better idea than replying but soon realised he’d spent over an hour on here already, not replying now would be a dumb move.
He typed his answer carefully, trying not to seem to keen and over confident. Just saying that he’d read about the whole meeting strangers and watching people thing and was curious. He also said it wasn’t really relevant but was pleased a local had replied.
The reply was instantaneous.
Yes I noticed that as well. If you are serious, genuine and can follow instructions to the letter I have an idea.
Simon felt his nuts tighten, but still wasn’t sure this was real. Hell, he thought - why not.
Yes. I’m genuine. A bit nervous but can follow your lead.
Good - came the reply. I’m Aisha, this is my number, give me a call in five mins minutes. |
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He knew he’d call, she knew he’d call.
The conversation was a little awkward at the start but once specific instructions had been given it was time to put the last minute plan into action. It wasn’t exactly the instructions she’d been given but over the past few months a certain amount of spontaneity had seen the instigation of some very good times.
Sarah had surprised herself at times. Taking instruction from someone thousands of miles away wasn’t meant to be so enthralling but she was addicted to this guys mind. She enjoyed his games and she enjoyed the fact he was getting off on using her. It was something she’d always enjoyed. |
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So here he was, stood in the middle of nowhere, wondering just what the hell he had gotten himself into.
He knew at least she was definitely female and was probably as nervous as he was. She had explained exactly what she wanted him to initially do and what would be happening but to go with the flow and do as he was asked as things progressed.
He’d thought about just forgetting about it all and staying at home instead but he was intrigued by this mystery woman and he had to admit incredibly turned on by her manipulation of her unsuspecting fella.
As the car pulled into the car park, he stepped back into the shadows. He watched as they exited the car and felt the throbbing of his already hard cock grow more intense as he caught his first sight of Aisha.
It actually looked like they were arguing at first and that things may have gone in an all together different direction, but as she sat back into the car he realised the show had started as planned.
She stood up, fuck that’s my queue Simon thought and took a couple of steps forward while she slipped her fingers into this lucky bastards mouth.
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Mark muttered for Aisha to slow down otherwise she would be getting an early shower. She slowed a little then abruptly stopped gazing to her right before connecting with Marks eyes once more.
She licked the end of his cock, licking up the cum whilst wrapping her left hand around the base of his shaft. God this was horny.
Are you enjoying this Mark, she asked as she slowly pulled her hand up in a slow pumping action.
Yes, Aisha I am.
Good she said so am I. I like being watched, do you ?
Yes, Aisha.
With that she once again gave his cock a few hard slow pumps.
Is that all you can say?
What do you mean he replied.
Can you only say yes Mark.
In this position it seems so.
So, can I? Aisha said with a smirk still holding his gaze.
Can you what.
Can I wank him like I’m wanking you?
Seriously??? Came Marks reply trying to sound shocked but already accepting that this was already her desired path.
Seriously Mark. Can I?
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With that she reached out towards Simon who had thus far done exactly as she had asked him to. Sarah had gotten this far without Mark freaking out or seemingly suspecting this wasn’t quite as spontaneous as he thought.
She was impressed with Simons cock as she began to stroke him slowly he continued to grow in her hand and she felt so empowered with two guys stood before her completely under her control.
She was careful not to focus on Simon and kept wrapping her mouth around Mark as she slowly wanked Simon. She so wanted to taste his thick girthy cock but knew it would probably be a step to far. Instead opting to go down a path she knew Mark really liked.
Fuck I’m such a slut, she said out loud.
Look at me Mark, look at your whore. Do you like watching your little slut play with another cock?
Of course he did. He loved all the performances to date where she would always give him one hell of a show playing with herself while abusing his cock in the bedroom, always pushing the previous boundary. He loved the way she started off as the instigator but as soon as a line was crossed she’d revert to the submissive shy girl personally that really got him off.
Mark I’m so bad, I need punishment for this - she continued.
Whilst at this point he would generally start to give her arse a spank and start to take over proceedings, he thought starting to slap her in front of another guy wouldn’t be the right thing to do but he was so turned on he just thought fuck it and took a step back.
Mark what’s wrong.
Nothing he barked. Carry on, I’m going to film you so you can see for yourself how fucking dirty you are.
Oh yes please, use my phone though.
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Mark grabbed her phone from the well between the front seats, he went straight to the camera function and snapped a picture. What a picture it was as well. His woman on her knees in front of a stranger with his cock in her hand, skin tight dress riding up over arse, pussy in full view.
Mark let out a loud sigh, at which point Aisha looked around smiled and slid her now free hand between her legs inserting a finger inside herself.
That warranted another couple of snaps.
Oh Mark she moaned. Tell me what you like, tell me what you see, tell me what you want.
With that Mark flicked the camera to video and took a couple of steps forward grabbing her hair as the screen struggled to focus. He hesitated briefly as he wrapped his fingers in her hair before pushing her forward commanding her to suck the cock that was standing proudly inches from her face.
Sarah, pushed back a little eager not to appear too keen but desperate to get Simons now throbbing member into her mouth for the first time.
Mark was almost animalistic now as he almost shouted at her. Suck it bitch, suck it dry. Suck it like you want to fuck it. Show him what a filthy whore Aisha is.
She needed no more encouragement and she proceeded to deep throat Simon, who really couldn’t believe the turn this had taken.
The change in this guy was so sudden and deep he wondered if this was his idea from the outset and in fact he had been the one set up. Fuck it he thought as he felt Aisha wrap her mouth from the base to the end of his now lethal weapon.
Mark was filming now. She needed no encouragement from his hand, she was giving this guy the blow job of his life.
Sarah was totally lost now and almost out of control. She didn’t know what exactly was going to happen next but she didn’t care either.
You liking that Aisha. Mark barked at her. Sarah noosed before once again nibbling the length of Simon who was also now lost in the moment.
You liking that mate, Mark said.
Fuck yeah Simon whispered you are one lucky bastard.
Looks like your the lucky bastard tonight my friend Mark smirked.
As if in tandem Sarah once again deep throated Simon. Feeling for the first time him start to push his cock back towards her withdrawals.
Oh look Aisha he’s fucking your mouth. Mark sneared. Looks like he wants to unload in you.
Fuck yes, Sarah squealed.
Do you want to fuck her mate?
Yes. Came a simple reply.
Mark grabbed Sarah’s hair again and pushed her head onto his own swollen cock.
Go on the he barked, fuck my little slut.
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Simon had a slight panic, he hadn’t expected this and Aisha certainly hadn’t mentioned it. He looked down at her and she too looked a little taken a back. However as she looked up at his shocked face she gave a little nod of the head giving him permission to carry out Marks surprising demand.
He stepped back and as he manoeuvred behind Aisha, Mark had already taken his place and was buying himself once more with getting his cock expertly sucked.
He wasn’t exactly sure what to do next but got down behind Aisha who had leant forward and hitched her pvc dress up a little. It seemed wrong to just go straight in for the kill so he slipped a finger into her now soaking wet pussy and he felt her push back on him. Taking this as another sign of approval a second and third finger went in which once again was meet with a wriggle and a deep moan.
Pulling out his fingers he grabbed his cock and moved closer to Aisha who had now taken up a position on all fours. As he slipped his length in he looked up and saw that Mark was still filming. She was sucking him hard now and was moaning loudly as he pushed his cock deeper into her. He could feel her catching her breath with each stroke, then sucking the cock in her mouth in time with his fucking.
Sarah knew neither guy would last long, but she was determined to have them both cum simultaneously.
She used her mouth on Mark and pussy on Simon giving them both exactly what they wanted, finally feeling Mark start to blow his load in her mouth. She felt Simon start to teach his climax at the same time and closed her eyes as she let a complete stranger cum deep inside her, whilst her main filled her slut mouth at the same time. |
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They didn’t speak on the journey home as such, just an occasional glance at each other and a smirk as the glances lingered a little.
Simon for his part had departed not long after emptying his considerable load into Aisha. Of course he couldn’t believe his luck but thought he’d keep to script as much as possible and if this was to be the end of his story then so be it.
Sarah had thanked him and said it was one of the best fucks of her life which she knew would piss Mark off, which is probably why she said it regardless. She had been surprised by the switch in Mark though. She had always thought Aisha could push his buttons but tonight she had flicked a big level and she was intrigued to know what was the next move. Excited even, but she knew that the reality of tonight wasn’t her doing and she had little control over what would happen next.
Mark was full of confusion at what had happened or what was happening here. He’d enjoyed this but had no idea how it had come about. He told himself not to ask but go with it but he also knew all was not as it seemed anymore and that he would do a bit of digging and see exactly what was going on. |
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