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I already had a second man in mind for such an occasion. Most of the weight lifters who frequent the gym nearby are steroid filled monsters.

However one slim, fortyish man looks more like a retired football player.

He calls into my shop once a week to check out new items.

After a while he became very comfortable about telling me how his ex-wife liked him “fucking her with tongue.”

“She really got off on it.

“So did I. And I miss it. I still fantasize and dream about it.”

“If you are comfortable in a MFM situation and free tomorrow night, maybe I can make your dreams reality,” I told him.

He arrived early, obviously very keen.

I was already in a black silk dressing gown while you were upstairs ‘getting ready’.

I told him to get undressed and gave him another black silk dressing gown.

Very tense small talk, and thankfully you arrived quickly.

You walked down the stairs determined to make an entrance.

Ultra-confident, topless in high heels, with a wrap around your hips you had the rapt attention of two men.

“I think I am going to enjoy this,” you smirked.

“I told my man I expected double pleasure tonight.”

“I am in charge. I want double pleasure.

"Double pleasure remember.

"I am to be pleased.

“Sit down in that chair,” you directed.

The chair had arms but was much lower than normal.

“I am going to tape your arms to the chair.

“Then I am going to open your dressing gown so I can see all of you,” you told him as you removed your wrap, exposing your trimmed bush.

“Then I am going to stand behind you and tease your nipples, as well as tease my man while he watches.”

“My man has chosen well for me,” you murmured as you teased, watching his erection bloom.

“These are the rules,” I cut in.

“You are here for oral sex only.

“And to please Sandra. She expects double pleasure tonight.

“You must watch me please Sandra first though.

“You might have a long wait for your turn though.

“But it will be worth the wait.

“She is very, very good,” I told him as I sat you on a chair in front of floor length mirror, so he would be watching at a right angle.

“And very exciting.”

I stand behind you, teasing your nipples.

“Two minutes ago Sandra was doing this to you,” I teased.

“Was it good?”

I could sense you watching his agitated reaction as I moved in front of you and opened your legs as wide as I could.

We started tongue kissing as I teased your vagina lips with the tip of one finger.

“Sandra loves being licked,” I whispered as I commenced licking your clit as teasingly as possible.

As I lifted your ass to please you better I ordered, “Put your feet on my shoulders.”

“Are you enjoying him watching.

“Is he enjoying watching?”

After what seemed like twenty minutes of me licking and teasing you we both heard him growl, “That was at least the ninth time.”

“It was,” you boasted.

“My man told you I was good.

“Your turn on is also my turn on.”

Then it was my turn to sit in the chair while Sandra worked her magic with my cock between her pursed lips.

The other man was awestruck.

“You are incredible!” he groaned as Sandra got into a rhythm.

“And very exciting.

“My cock is throbbing for you.”

As I neared orgasm I stood up and repositioned Sandra slightly so that she was kneeling in front of me with my cock straight out in front of me as she expertly teased me to orgasm.

For me, an orgasm while standing up is always the most pleasurable.

This time was going to be even better with an agitated and very turned on stranger watching.

And waiting his turn.

“Tease me sweetheart. Tease. Tease.

“You are teasing two men at once.

“Do you like that?

“You are very exciting.”

Sandra was relishing the power she had over two men.

And thriving on it.

“What you are doing is very exciting for two men.

“I can’t hold out much longer sweetheart.”

After Sandra had pleased me I stood Sandra in front of the other man, his arms still tied.

Instantly it became obvious why I had chosen such a low chair.

“Your turn for him to please you.”

I had your ass cheeks in my hands, urging your vagina lips into his lips while you had your hands behind his head, urging him into you.

Urging my lover to new pleasures and fantasies.

“You are here to pleasure me.

“If my man likes what you do to me that is a bonus.

“Untie me?” he begged.

“I want to show her what I can do.

“I want to emulate you.

“I want my hands on her gorgeous arse cheeks while I lick her.

“I want you to watch me please her.”

“Do you want that sweetheart?” I ask rhetorically.

“Yes I do.

“Very much.

“Watch him pleasure me with his tongue while he plays with my arse.

“You always liked my arse.

“You made a point of kissing it the first time you had me.

"Your trophy.

“Today is my double pleasure day. Enjoy watching.”

Very exciting watching your lover being pleasured by another man.

“Sit her down in the chair.

“Kneel in front of her like I was.

“She loves watching in the mirror.

“Tease her.

“Show her how good you are.

“This is the only chance you will ever get.

“Lift her arse up with your hands.

“She is loving me watching you tease her to orgasm.

“Show him how very good you are sweetheart.

“Over and over.”

And you did as I stood behind you teasing your nipples, soaking in a stranger’s pleasure.

And I loved it.

“Sweetheart, you were awesome, let’s have a shower together on Sunday afternoon,” I suggest.

“Then we can go and lie on the bed together, naked.”

We tongue kiss.

You are very good at it.

We tease each other all over with lips and fingers.

I lick and kiss your ass cheeks.

I find that very exciting.

I rake my fingernails along both your glorious ass cheeks and leave scratch marks.

“Harder, I like it,” you whisper.

I especially like teasing your ass because you can’t see what I am doing.

Though perhaps you can in the mirror?

We stimulate each others’ erogonous zones.

Nipples especially.

Your vagina.

My rock hard cock.

Tease and tease.

Very slowly.

I talk to you the whole time.

Glorious slow music is heightening our pleasure.

Fantasies are abandoned.

We are like two teenagers.

Except we are far more adept at pleasing each other.

Ever so slowly we tease each other to orgasm.

You remind me yet again, “I am to be pleased and please.”

Next time I might blindfold you.

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This story begins in 2006. I was coming up on a move from Anchorage, Alaska to Columbia, South Carolina. I decided to use some online dating sites to maybe lay some groundwork to hook up with some women in SC. I had started talking to this (as I saw in photos) extremely cute, busty 18 year old girl. We shall call her Diane for the sake of anonymity. We talked casually for a few months via Yahoo messenger and grew to know quite a bit about each other. She was a big fan of my favorite band...

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Sunday night football.My wife went out with her co-workers to a bar to watch the game last Sunday night. She said I would probably need to pick her up since she had a bad day and was goi g to get hammered (I was called into work and was getting out after the game was over). We texted each other and she kept me up on the score. I didn’t hear much from her the fourth quarter, figured she was drunk and doing shots. I got out and I asked if she needed me to pick her up....no reply. I swung by the...

Saturday Afternoon

Introduction: An absolutely true story. Start to Finish. As a pretext: This is all 100% true. No embellishment, no exaggeration, and no fictional component. It had been a while since Id seen Jim. We didnt talk as much as we used to. We used to hook up as teenagers. Have a few beers, get naked. Mostly teenage experiments. Wed got chatting online, and out of the blue he said to me I want to come see you, its been too long. I wasnt sure, but he was right, it had been a long time. Hed always had...

SRU Nightlight

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SRU The Nightlight

Permission is granted to post to the TG-fiction list, archive, and Fictionmania site and to the atEROS site. Personal copies for non-commercial use permitted. Anyone else who wants to archive this on a free access website or ftp site, just send me an email telling me that you did so and the url or ftp address. Anyone who wants to archive this on a for-pay site, don't. Member Net Authors and Creators Union - NACU. Authors and creators welcome, email [email protected] for more...

Saturday Night Escapades 4

It ended up being two weeks before Jess and I hooked up again. A family emergency came up that I had to deal with for a weekend, which totally killed our traditional Saturday night. I broke the news to Jess as soon as I had found out about it, which was late Thursday. Obviously, both of us were disappointed, but there was really nothing to do about it. On the plus side, the following week was a three-day weekend, so we’d have plenty of time to make up for it! None-the-less, I had a lot of...

Saturday Night Special

It was a Thursday night and I was at the old Boothill Speedway just west of Shreveport, Louisiana. Thursday night is when the owner starts preparing the track. He also lets racers get in a few laps of practice if they needed them. Well, I needed them badly. I had been wrecked the Saturday night before and had to rebuild the whole ass end of my car during the week. I thought I had it right but there is only one-way to tell for sure. I race dirt late models on one of the strangest and sometimes...

Saturday Night

SATURDAY NIGHT by Throne Usually the weekend is the hardest for me. Just the fact that I'm home more creates added opportunities for my wife Gina to entertain herself at my expense. She loves making me wear girly items. Sometimes her stallion of a lover, Tony, gets into the action. Worst of all, they've begun including others in my torment. Last Saturday evening was the most upsetting experience so far. I got home after doing overtime every day from Monday to Friday. ...

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