The Offer I Couldn’t Refuse: Episode I
I knocked at the door. The door opened against the chain.
“Just a second,” she said.
The door closed, chain sounds, then opened. She was about five and a half feet tall, fine honey brown hair, styled in a short bob. Had a nice figure. My best guess was she was in her early forties, but I’m not good at guessing ladies’ ages. She was wearing a red shirt-dress that buttoned down the front, tied off with a black patent belt. The dress ended just above her knees. She was wearing hose and black patent open-toed “fuck me” shoes complete with strap across the instep.
She closed and locked the door behind me. We were in a beautifully decorated hotel suite in Singapore. There sat her husband Bill at the far end of the room. He was in boxers and a t-shirt. I was wearing cargo shorts, t-shirt and flip flops.
“Seems I came a bit under-dressed!” I chuckled. She smiled broadly. Her generous lips were bright red. I sat down on the bed and looked her up and down, undressing her with my eyes. She was dressed exactly as we had discussed the night before at dinner.
Bill and Sherry met me at the pool yesterday and we hit it off from the start. They invited me to dinner, and after discussions that hinted around what their “lifestyle” was like, Bill laid it all out there.”
“Would you like to fuck my wife?”
I looked at him. I looked at her. She smiled back, waved and winked.
“Sure,” I said. But only on my terms.
“And just what are your terms?”
“Pretty simple. I assume you want to watch, Bill. That’s fine with me. You both must address me as Master or Sir. And you both have to do exactly what I tell you to do. First infraction, Sherry gets spanked. Second, you both get spanked. Third infraction, I leave.
“I’m not really in to S&M. I would never want to hurt either of you. The odd smack on the butt is as far as I would ever go, okay?” They nodded.
“Yes Sir.” they said in unison. They were smiling and excited, wanting to start then and there. I told them I would prefer to wait until tomorrow when we could all prepare. I instructed them on what to wear.
So here I was, a lovely sexy lady standing before me, waiting to do my bidding while her husband looked on. My cock stirred.
“Sherry, take off the belt and unbutton your dress.”
“Yes, Master.” She slipped the belt off and tossed it aside. She unbuttoned her dress slowly and teasingly. When done, the dress parted a few inches, showing a hint of black bra and black panties. She opened the front to give me a better look. Her black bra was a satin demi-style showing ample skin and cleavage that promised more to come. Her panties were hip huggers, worn over her garter belt supporting her nude stockings. Now I’m not very good at judging size, but my best guess would be that Sherry was about 36-26-38. Sexy broad hips and I’d say B-cup breasts.
My cock was now rock hard.
“Take off your dress and come stand before me.” She complied.
“Open your legs. Farther. That’s right, perfect.” I reached out and gently grazed the insides of her thighs up and down several times. Her eyes were closed. She was absorbing every bit of feeling she could get. I cupped my hand over her pussy. She moaned. Her panties were already wet. I looked over at Bill. He was transfixed as he caressed a bulge in his shorts.
I stood up and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her in close to me. Our lips met, her mouth blossoming to mine, open for my tongue. Our tongues commingled, explored. She trembled in my arms. I ran my hands down her back and slipped them inside her panties, caressing her soft, soft cheeks. I then reached down in front and cupped her pussy again. She stepped up on her tiptoes, arched her back, pushing her pussy into my hand. I reached up and unhooked her bra. She stepped back and tossed it to one side.
“Step over to the full-sized mirror.” She did. I followed and stood behind her, wrapping my arms around her and caressing her breasts. I knelt down and pulled her panties down to the floor and stood back up, again reaching her breasts from behind. She folded her hands behind her head, lifting her breasts high for me to admire. I ran my hands down over her belly into her panties, and stroked her pussy. Her pussy hair was soft as down, not the usual wiry hair one normally expects. I kissed her on the nape of her neck. Her nipples stood erect. I gently pinched her nipples, rolling them back and forth between my fingers.
My cock was throbbing in my pants. I grabbed a pillow and tossed it on the floor. “Take my clothes off.”
“Yes Master,” she said.
She pulled my shirt off. Running her hands down my chest, she reached for my belt, deftly unbuckled it, pulled down my fly, and squatted in front of me as she unbuttoned and pulled my shorts down to the floor. I kicked off my flip flops and the shorts. She quickly pulled my boxers down, and we discarded them as well. She smiled staring at my pulsing, engorged cock.
“Suck my balls.”
“Yes Master.” Kneeling on the pillow, she took my extra large egg-sized balls in her hand and began kissing each one. Then she took each one at a time and sucked it into her mouth. My cock ached for attention and it soon got it. Kissing her way up my shaft from my scrotum, she finally arrived at the tip of my swollen cock. Holding my cock in one hand and my balls in the other she proceeded to first purse her lips around the very tip, rapidly running the tip of her tongue back and forth on the tip of my cock. In agonizingly slow motion, inch by inch, she took my cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. She paused about halfway down my shaft and began running her tongue around and around on the underside of my cock in her mouth. She pulled back and swallowed me again, trying to go deeper. I held her head in my hands and gently pulled her to me. She paused then backed off, panting.
“Deep throat?” I asked.
“Trying, Master. But, but you’re so thick! Help push me on!”
Again she attacked my cock, stopping half way down. This time I pulled her to me harder. Suddenly she popped all the way to the root of my cock. I heard moaning. It was me. It felt so exquisite. She sucked her way off my cock and smiled up at me.
“You like?”
“I like! Again!”
This time she was at the base of my dick before I could assist. I caught my breath. It was getting me more excited than I wanted to be at this stage!
I pulled her off my throbbing cock, sucking hard all the way. She smiled at me and smiled at her.
“Take off your garter belt and nylons, but put the shoes back on. Then get in bed. I need to be inside you!”
I sat on the bed to watch. She deftly unhooked her nylons and flipped her shoes off. She placed one foot on my knee and slowly, seductively slipped the stocking down her leg as I enjoyed watching. One quick tug on the toe, and the stocking was whisked away. The second quickly followed. She then turned her back to me and bent over to put on her shoes. Her lovely wet pussy peered at me from between her legs. She then walked to the bed, hips swaying purposefully and sat on the bed.
She laid back, arms behind her head. She spread her legs. I laid beside her and began stroking her face, the insides of her arms, her breasts. I kissed her breasts and sucked on her erect nipples. Ever so lightly I gently slipped my hand down over her belly, close to her pussy, and then veered away, teasing her. Then I stroked on down past her pussy to the insides of her thighs. Her thighs were so soft it compelled me to kiss my way down to them. I gently rubbed my beard over the insides of her thighs back and forth up to but not touching her pussy. She moaned as I exhaled hot breath on her pussy. Her pussy was opening like a flower. Folding one leg over my body, I spread her pussy’s lips open with mine. I buried my tongue in her vagina. She pushed her hips into me, moaning softly.
“Oooooh,” she moaned.
Next, I slipped my tongue up her slit to her clit and twirled it around her clit over and over. Then back to her vagina. I repeated this over and over. My tongue darted in and out of her very wet hole. Then back to her clit. She began writhing in my grasp, moaning louder and louder. I ran my free hand up her body and caressed one breast, gently kneading it.
While sucking on her clit, I slipped my middle finger in her vagina and explored her G-spot. Her hips pushed into my finger. I took my ring finger and gently circled her ass hole. Her sphincter and vagina immediately tightened under my touch. She moaned louder and began humping my finger.
Suddenly she grabbed my head and buried my face in her pussy. Her hips jerking uncontrollably, her belly tight, and her breasts engorging. I continued to massage each breast, as she squealed with pleasure.
Eventually, she calmed down and completely relaxed. At this point my cock was ready to explode. Her juices and scent were all over me. I turned around and began kissing her, exploring her mouth with my tongue, letting her taste what I tasted. Smell what I enjoyed smelling. There is nothing like the scent of a woman. I continued stroking her as she came down from the best orgasm I’ve witnessed in a long time.
I looked over at Bill. His eyes were as big as saucers. He was still rubbing away at the bulge in his boxers. “Bill, take off your clothes and grab your cock. But do NOT. Repeat DO NOT cum.”
“Okay.”
“Okay what????”
“Er yes sir. Um, yes Master.”
“Too slow, Bill! Roll over, Sherry.” She rolled over. I smacked her three times hard on each buttock. She squealed, then moaned with pleasure. There were pink hand prints on her ass. I turned her back over. She smiled, squirmed on the sheet and spread her legs wide for me.
“Next time you’re getting it, Bill. You better hope Sherry toes the mark!”
“Yes Master!”
I turned back to Sherry. I sat upright between her legs and inserted the tip of my cock into her vagina. My cock isn’t all that long, but it certainly is big around. She stiffened.
“Does that hurt?”
“No...yes...well..”
“Well what?”
“Well,” she said. “My lips need to...stretch?”
“Understood, lover. Going slow.”
I pulled out, made sure there was plenty of her juices on my cock and reinserted the tip. I grabbed her by the ankles, and spread her legs wide. Her high heels were pointed at the ceiling. This time I penetrated her ever so slowly. My completely engorged cock was throbbing like a teenager’s. Slowly I inched my way in, then backed out. Repeating the cycle each time I pushed a tiny bit further. Agonizing but exquisitely pleasurable, my cock pulsed onward. Finally, our pubic bones met. I held it there. I’m sure she could feel my cock pulsing inside her.
“Squeeze me with your pussy.” She did. It felt good. Really good. “Again!”
“Yes Master.”
I pulled all the way out and slipped back in all the way in one agonizingly slow stroke.
“Master?”
“Yes?”
“You can do whatever you wish now. I’m good to go, Sir. Please fuck me. Fuck me hard. Fuck me NOW!”
I drew my cock almost out, then slammed it home to the hilt! I held it there, working it just a bit. Then pulled it out and slammed it home again. Her breasts jumped from the impact. She began moaning and demanding more. Repeating again and again I banged her hard. I banged her faster and harder. Her breasts were jumping up and down with my strokes.
I hit the point of no return. I could feel the juices, deep in my balls, my overloaded prostate. I could feel the hot liquid rushing into my cock. With one final thrust, I came, filling her with my hot hot cum. Stroking. More hot cum. I was an a****l. Unstoppable. All-consuming. She moaned and shrieked demanding more.
I slowed down, now stroking gently. Then stopped. I began pulling out.
“Don’t leave yet, Master! Please stay inside me.” I kissed her. We lay there locked together for several minutes. I relaxed. My cock was still hard enough to stay inside her. And then I felt her squeezing me with her vagina. It was incredible.
My cock began growing again. It was rock hard. I began stroking. She moaned.
“Fuck me hard again, Master. I beg you!”
And again, stroking faster and harder. Her breasts jumping again. My balls were aching with pleasure, and as I banged her harder and harder again my hot cum filled her.
“Sweet Jesus!”
I collapsed on top of her, my sweat commingling with hers. We caressed and kissed. I got up on my knees and presented my cock to her face.
“Lick and suck me clean, lover.”
“Oh yes Master, my pleasure!”
She took my half hard cock in her mouth and swallowed it completely. As she withdrew, she sucked it clean swallowing every morsel she could find. She licked my shaft all the way to the root and back, giving extra attention to the tip. She licked and licked, then swallowed again.
I withdrew and got out of bed, feeling fully satisfied. I smiled at her. She smiled back as she lay there naked except for the shoes, legs wide open.
Bill was just staring with his mouth open. He wasn’t touching his cock. I’m guessing he was afraid he would cum, or pathetically could not. He looked very excited.
“Okay Bill. I want you to come over here and lay on the floor. Use that pillow. Sherry, I want you to straddle Bill’s head and squat on his face. Bill, you have to lick her pussy clean and swallow all my cum and hers.”
“Yes, Master,” they said in unison.
Bill laid on the floor. Sherry, facing me and away from Bill’s feet, squatted – planting her engorged gaping wet pussy squarely on Bill’s mouth. He began licking and sucking. She smiled at me as she moved her hips in time with Bill’s attention. Still wearing the “fuck me” shoes, she was sexy and seductive.
I slipped into my clothes, stepped to the door and waved at Sherry. She held her hand to her ear giving the phone sign and silently mouthed “I’ll call you later.” Then she blew me a kiss.
I left realizing this may become a regular thing with these nice folks. I sure hope so.
“Just a second,” she said.
The door closed, chain sounds, then opened. She was about five and a half feet tall, fine honey brown hair, styled in a short bob. Had a nice figure. My best guess was she was in her early forties, but I’m not good at guessing ladies’ ages. She was wearing a red shirt-dress that buttoned down the front, tied off with a black patent belt. The dress ended just above her knees. She was wearing hose and black patent open-toed “fuck me” shoes complete with strap across the instep.
She closed and locked the door behind me. We were in a beautifully decorated hotel suite in Singapore. There sat her husband Bill at the far end of the room. He was in boxers and a t-shirt. I was wearing cargo shorts, t-shirt and flip flops.
“Seems I came a bit under-dressed!” I chuckled. She smiled broadly. Her generous lips were bright red. I sat down on the bed and looked her up and down, undressing her with my eyes. She was dressed exactly as we had discussed the night before at dinner.
Bill and Sherry met me at the pool yesterday and we hit it off from the start. They invited me to dinner, and after discussions that hinted around what their “lifestyle” was like, Bill laid it all out there.”
“Would you like to fuck my wife?”
I looked at him. I looked at her. She smiled back, waved and winked.
“Sure,” I said. But only on my terms.
“And just what are your terms?”
“Pretty simple. I assume you want to watch, Bill. That’s fine with me. You both must address me as Master or Sir. And you both have to do exactly what I tell you to do. First infraction, Sherry gets spanked. Second, you both get spanked. Third infraction, I leave.
“I’m not really in to S&M. I would never want to hurt either of you. The odd smack on the butt is as far as I would ever go, okay?” They nodded.
“Yes Sir.” they said in unison. They were smiling and excited, wanting to start then and there. I told them I would prefer to wait until tomorrow when we could all prepare. I instructed them on what to wear.
So here I was, a lovely sexy lady standing before me, waiting to do my bidding while her husband looked on. My cock stirred.
“Sherry, take off the belt and unbutton your dress.”
“Yes, Master.” She slipped the belt off and tossed it aside. She unbuttoned her dress slowly and teasingly. When done, the dress parted a few inches, showing a hint of black bra and black panties. She opened the front to give me a better look. Her black bra was a satin demi-style showing ample skin and cleavage that promised more to come. Her panties were hip huggers, worn over her garter belt supporting her nude stockings. Now I’m not very good at judging size, but my best guess would be that Sherry was about 36-26-38. Sexy broad hips and I’d say B-cup breasts.
My cock was now rock hard.
“Take off your dress and come stand before me.” She complied.
“Open your legs. Farther. That’s right, perfect.” I reached out and gently grazed the insides of her thighs up and down several times. Her eyes were closed. She was absorbing every bit of feeling she could get. I cupped my hand over her pussy. She moaned. Her panties were already wet. I looked over at Bill. He was transfixed as he caressed a bulge in his shorts.
I stood up and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her in close to me. Our lips met, her mouth blossoming to mine, open for my tongue. Our tongues commingled, explored. She trembled in my arms. I ran my hands down her back and slipped them inside her panties, caressing her soft, soft cheeks. I then reached down in front and cupped her pussy again. She stepped up on her tiptoes, arched her back, pushing her pussy into my hand. I reached up and unhooked her bra. She stepped back and tossed it to one side.
“Step over to the full-sized mirror.” She did. I followed and stood behind her, wrapping my arms around her and caressing her breasts. I knelt down and pulled her panties down to the floor and stood back up, again reaching her breasts from behind. She folded her hands behind her head, lifting her breasts high for me to admire. I ran my hands down over her belly into her panties, and stroked her pussy. Her pussy hair was soft as down, not the usual wiry hair one normally expects. I kissed her on the nape of her neck. Her nipples stood erect. I gently pinched her nipples, rolling them back and forth between my fingers.
My cock was throbbing in my pants. I grabbed a pillow and tossed it on the floor. “Take my clothes off.”
“Yes Master,” she said.
She pulled my shirt off. Running her hands down my chest, she reached for my belt, deftly unbuckled it, pulled down my fly, and squatted in front of me as she unbuttoned and pulled my shorts down to the floor. I kicked off my flip flops and the shorts. She quickly pulled my boxers down, and we discarded them as well. She smiled staring at my pulsing, engorged cock.
“Suck my balls.”
“Yes Master.” Kneeling on the pillow, she took my extra large egg-sized balls in her hand and began kissing each one. Then she took each one at a time and sucked it into her mouth. My cock ached for attention and it soon got it. Kissing her way up my shaft from my scrotum, she finally arrived at the tip of my swollen cock. Holding my cock in one hand and my balls in the other she proceeded to first purse her lips around the very tip, rapidly running the tip of her tongue back and forth on the tip of my cock. In agonizingly slow motion, inch by inch, she took my cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. She paused about halfway down my shaft and began running her tongue around and around on the underside of my cock in her mouth. She pulled back and swallowed me again, trying to go deeper. I held her head in my hands and gently pulled her to me. She paused then backed off, panting.
“Deep throat?” I asked.
“Trying, Master. But, but you’re so thick! Help push me on!”
Again she attacked my cock, stopping half way down. This time I pulled her to me harder. Suddenly she popped all the way to the root of my cock. I heard moaning. It was me. It felt so exquisite. She sucked her way off my cock and smiled up at me.
“You like?”
“I like! Again!”
This time she was at the base of my dick before I could assist. I caught my breath. It was getting me more excited than I wanted to be at this stage!
I pulled her off my throbbing cock, sucking hard all the way. She smiled at me and smiled at her.
“Take off your garter belt and nylons, but put the shoes back on. Then get in bed. I need to be inside you!”
I sat on the bed to watch. She deftly unhooked her nylons and flipped her shoes off. She placed one foot on my knee and slowly, seductively slipped the stocking down her leg as I enjoyed watching. One quick tug on the toe, and the stocking was whisked away. The second quickly followed. She then turned her back to me and bent over to put on her shoes. Her lovely wet pussy peered at me from between her legs. She then walked to the bed, hips swaying purposefully and sat on the bed.
She laid back, arms behind her head. She spread her legs. I laid beside her and began stroking her face, the insides of her arms, her breasts. I kissed her breasts and sucked on her erect nipples. Ever so lightly I gently slipped my hand down over her belly, close to her pussy, and then veered away, teasing her. Then I stroked on down past her pussy to the insides of her thighs. Her thighs were so soft it compelled me to kiss my way down to them. I gently rubbed my beard over the insides of her thighs back and forth up to but not touching her pussy. She moaned as I exhaled hot breath on her pussy. Her pussy was opening like a flower. Folding one leg over my body, I spread her pussy’s lips open with mine. I buried my tongue in her vagina. She pushed her hips into me, moaning softly.
“Oooooh,” she moaned.
Next, I slipped my tongue up her slit to her clit and twirled it around her clit over and over. Then back to her vagina. I repeated this over and over. My tongue darted in and out of her very wet hole. Then back to her clit. She began writhing in my grasp, moaning louder and louder. I ran my free hand up her body and caressed one breast, gently kneading it.
While sucking on her clit, I slipped my middle finger in her vagina and explored her G-spot. Her hips pushed into my finger. I took my ring finger and gently circled her ass hole. Her sphincter and vagina immediately tightened under my touch. She moaned louder and began humping my finger.
Suddenly she grabbed my head and buried my face in her pussy. Her hips jerking uncontrollably, her belly tight, and her breasts engorging. I continued to massage each breast, as she squealed with pleasure.
Eventually, she calmed down and completely relaxed. At this point my cock was ready to explode. Her juices and scent were all over me. I turned around and began kissing her, exploring her mouth with my tongue, letting her taste what I tasted. Smell what I enjoyed smelling. There is nothing like the scent of a woman. I continued stroking her as she came down from the best orgasm I’ve witnessed in a long time.
I looked over at Bill. His eyes were as big as saucers. He was still rubbing away at the bulge in his boxers. “Bill, take off your clothes and grab your cock. But do NOT. Repeat DO NOT cum.”
“Okay.”
“Okay what????”
“Er yes sir. Um, yes Master.”
“Too slow, Bill! Roll over, Sherry.” She rolled over. I smacked her three times hard on each buttock. She squealed, then moaned with pleasure. There were pink hand prints on her ass. I turned her back over. She smiled, squirmed on the sheet and spread her legs wide for me.
“Next time you’re getting it, Bill. You better hope Sherry toes the mark!”
“Yes Master!”
I turned back to Sherry. I sat upright between her legs and inserted the tip of my cock into her vagina. My cock isn’t all that long, but it certainly is big around. She stiffened.
“Does that hurt?”
“No...yes...well..”
“Well what?”
“Well,” she said. “My lips need to...stretch?”
“Understood, lover. Going slow.”
I pulled out, made sure there was plenty of her juices on my cock and reinserted the tip. I grabbed her by the ankles, and spread her legs wide. Her high heels were pointed at the ceiling. This time I penetrated her ever so slowly. My completely engorged cock was throbbing like a teenager’s. Slowly I inched my way in, then backed out. Repeating the cycle each time I pushed a tiny bit further. Agonizing but exquisitely pleasurable, my cock pulsed onward. Finally, our pubic bones met. I held it there. I’m sure she could feel my cock pulsing inside her.
“Squeeze me with your pussy.” She did. It felt good. Really good. “Again!”
“Yes Master.”
I pulled all the way out and slipped back in all the way in one agonizingly slow stroke.
“Master?”
“Yes?”
“You can do whatever you wish now. I’m good to go, Sir. Please fuck me. Fuck me hard. Fuck me NOW!”
I drew my cock almost out, then slammed it home to the hilt! I held it there, working it just a bit. Then pulled it out and slammed it home again. Her breasts jumped from the impact. She began moaning and demanding more. Repeating again and again I banged her hard. I banged her faster and harder. Her breasts were jumping up and down with my strokes.
I hit the point of no return. I could feel the juices, deep in my balls, my overloaded prostate. I could feel the hot liquid rushing into my cock. With one final thrust, I came, filling her with my hot hot cum. Stroking. More hot cum. I was an a****l. Unstoppable. All-consuming. She moaned and shrieked demanding more.
I slowed down, now stroking gently. Then stopped. I began pulling out.
“Don’t leave yet, Master! Please stay inside me.” I kissed her. We lay there locked together for several minutes. I relaxed. My cock was still hard enough to stay inside her. And then I felt her squeezing me with her vagina. It was incredible.
My cock began growing again. It was rock hard. I began stroking. She moaned.
“Fuck me hard again, Master. I beg you!”
And again, stroking faster and harder. Her breasts jumping again. My balls were aching with pleasure, and as I banged her harder and harder again my hot cum filled her.
“Sweet Jesus!”
I collapsed on top of her, my sweat commingling with hers. We caressed and kissed. I got up on my knees and presented my cock to her face.
“Lick and suck me clean, lover.”
“Oh yes Master, my pleasure!”
She took my half hard cock in her mouth and swallowed it completely. As she withdrew, she sucked it clean swallowing every morsel she could find. She licked my shaft all the way to the root and back, giving extra attention to the tip. She licked and licked, then swallowed again.
I withdrew and got out of bed, feeling fully satisfied. I smiled at her. She smiled back as she lay there naked except for the shoes, legs wide open.
Bill was just staring with his mouth open. He wasn’t touching his cock. I’m guessing he was afraid he would cum, or pathetically could not. He looked very excited.
“Okay Bill. I want you to come over here and lay on the floor. Use that pillow. Sherry, I want you to straddle Bill’s head and squat on his face. Bill, you have to lick her pussy clean and swallow all my cum and hers.”
“Yes, Master,” they said in unison.
Bill laid on the floor. Sherry, facing me and away from Bill’s feet, squatted – planting her engorged gaping wet pussy squarely on Bill’s mouth. He began licking and sucking. She smiled at me as she moved her hips in time with Bill’s attention. Still wearing the “fuck me” shoes, she was sexy and seductive.
I slipped into my clothes, stepped to the door and waved at Sherry. She held her hand to her ear giving the phone sign and silently mouthed “I’ll call you later.” Then she blew me a kiss.
I left realizing this may become a regular thing with these nice folks. I sure hope so.
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