why I love the rain ;)

It was a really hot day, too hot. I had just dropped the kids off at school so I now had a choice, do housework or enjoy the day. I decided that I would put my hair up into a french plait and put a skirt on, along with a light top, ankle socks and trainers.

I drove along to the park to get in some fresh air and do some reading. I found a nice tree in the shade settled down and started reading Harry Potter sitting on the grass, other people are around but I didn’t take a lot of notice of them.

I had been sitting there for a while when I looked up and noticed a good looking guy looking at me as he makes his way towards me. As he passes he smiles and flirts, chuffed I respond in a similar style and continue to read.

Eventually he comes back and walks over. Standing next to me starts chatting. Asking my name and introducing himself and I chat back and after a while he goes off to buy a couple of soft drinks. On his return Dave sits next to me telling me about himself. Like me he was married and had kids.

As we sit and chat the clouds suddenly darken and it starts to rain. I quickly offer Dave a lift and as a pair run towards my car. Safely in my car I start up, put lights and wipers on and we start to go, but it really starts belting down and I can’t really see so I park again, waiting for the rain to die off.

I switch everything off and I turn slightly sitting with my knees towards Dave. As we talk I notice he keeps looking down at my blouse , looking down, I realise my blouse is wet and my nipples and tits are showing as I am not wearing a bra. I also note he is starting to get a obvious bulge in the front of his trousers.

I feel turned on seeing his bulge getting bigger as he keeps his eyes on my blouse. I make no effort to move and ignore his right hand as it wonders across and rests for a moment on my left knee. He works his hand down and rubs the inside of my left knee. I think dirty minded sod as he slowly works his hand up and under my skirt. I part my knees as his hand and the hem of my skirt slide slowly upwards.

Now sitting with my legs apart, I feel my heart pound as his fingers slide right up between my legs and his hand rests on my pussy. He starts to rub my pussy through my knickers, I look at him, “I don’t mind you doing that but inside my knickers”. His face reddens as I pull my skirt up a bit spreading my thighs wider watching his hand slip inside my knickers. I lift my buttocks as he tugs them down a bit.

He brushes his fingertips on my bush and slips a fingertip along my slit, spreading my lips he starts pushing a finger in me, he soon finds my clit and teases me as I quickly undo his flies and pull out his rock hard cock. He pulls my blouse open and holds,

teases my tits while giving me a damn good fingering while I work on his cock. I cum spraying his fingers with my juice. I pull his fingers away and lean over him. I take his cock into my mouth and start sucking.

Dave groans as I suck and wank him, he stretches around me and starts fingering my wet pussy again. I cum again making my pussy wetter and he asks, “Can I fuck you, you sexy bitch”.

My pussy throbs with excitement as I look around the car, bit late now anyway if people were watching us. All the windows are steamed up. “Yes you can fuck me you horny bastard” I answer and sit up pulling my knickers off.

I show Dave how the car seats go down then awkwardly lie on my back on his side of the car getting my skirt and blouse pulled out the way. Excited as me, Dave lies on top of me. He gets between my legs and gently eases his cock against my pussy lips.

I close my eyes as he enters me, he eases slowly in, then pulls back slightly before pushing all the way in. I hold his buttocks as he starts pounding me with hard strokes and soon I squirm and moan as I cum.

He stops and says he wants me to get on him, so in the tight confines of the car, we change places. With him now lying on his back, I sit on his lap. I manage to slide down his pole while he gives my tits attention. I make myself come a few times but I have to stop with cramp.

I demand that I want it from behind and he follows me as I get out the car. In the pouring rain I sprawl over the bonnet, Dave pushes my skirt up and enters me from behind. Giving me every inch of his cock he increases his pace banging me up off my feet. I moan and groan until he decides to stop.

Shattered I stand up straight and soaking wet from rain and my pussy dripping and aching from the cock bashing we both return to the car putting the seats up. We both sit and relax catching breaths. Just as I am thinking its time to get on home, Dave surprises me by putting his left hand up my skirt again and starts rubbing my pussy. His right hand gets on my tits.

Without saying anything I pull his hands away then slip the seats down again and pull my skirt up spreading my legs. I pull Dave on top of me saying, “Fuck me”. Dave slips his still rock hard dick into my pussy and pumps away with a steady pace.

I thrust up with his rhythm so our groins are meeting, I cum loads keeping my hole well oiled, he slows trying to stop, but I keep thrusting up, he whimpers, “Going to come, got to stop before I squirt you”.

I thought just for a moment about finishing him off with a mouth and hand job. “I don’t mind getting spunked”, I moan as I climax again. More confident and eager, Dave picks up his thrusting and moans as his cock gushes and streams of cum start shooting into my pussy. I slide up on his pole, he continues thrusting and groaning. I feel a smaller squirt shoot into me.

We relax for a moment, he pulls his limp cock out of my messy pussy and returns to his seat sorting his trousers out. I sit straightening up the seat then set about doing my blouse up. I pull on my knickers that immediately become soaked with goo. He looks at me asking if I was alright and if we could do this again. I tell him I am fine and we shouldn’t do this again. He says he understands but if I changed my mind I could text him. He left me his number before he thanks me for a great afternoon then says his goodbyes

fucking the enemy ...

Our parents had been friends for a very long time, longer than I can remember. They had once been high school sweethearts, come college though they went their separate ways. Five years, one marriage and three kids later they found themselves once again thrown together.

After giving birth to my sister and I my mother decided she wanted a change in scenery, away from the noise and crowds of the city to a quiet suburb. She got a job at a local paper and after we settled into the new house she started working for the editor. Little did she know that her not so long ago lover was also working for the very same paper. After a few days of talking and sharing stories and heartaches they decided to let her two girls and his boy meet. All three of us were the same age, still toddlers but full of attitude.

My sister got along fine with the boy, but he and I quickly became sworn enemies. Throughout the years we were always together. Nothing could separate us, although Rick and I would have much preferred it otherwise. Despite his friendship with my sister only growing, as we got older the two of us could not find it inside ourselves to get along. Our parents were blind to our discontent so every holiday, every birthday and practically every weekend we spent together. It was no surprise when the invitation to go to his 17th birthday came in the mail. My sister couldn't have been more ecstatic, I, on the other hand, tried and failed to come up with reasons not to go. So come June 23rd we got in the car and drove to his party.

Pounding heavy metal music could be heard down the block from his house; balloons, streamers and a line of cars marked where we were headed.

"Lauren! I'm so glad you could come!" Before my sister's foot had even hit the ground Rick had her up in his arms swinging her around in a giant hug.

"Hi Laura." His face grew cold as he noticed me.

"Happy Birthday Rick. Here." I shoved a crudely wrapped present into his hands; a CD of his favorite band.
"Thanks. Come on, the parties out back at the pool."

We followed Rick to his backyard, my sister gleefully saying hello to everyone she knew and I looking sullenly at my feet. When we reached the pool Lauren ripped her swimsuit cover off and jumped right in. Rick kicked off his shorts, threw his shirt aside, followed suit, and soon was splashing Lauren in the deep end.

"I have to admit, he is very nice looking." I said angrily to myself. In truth he was. 6'3", dark medium length curly hair, gray-blue eyes and a killer smile. Not to mention he was tan and very muscular...

I disgusted myself thinking of him. I found an empty lounge chair and sat down, intent on staying there alone until the party ended. Alas, it was not to be. One of Rick's friends, whom I disliked almost as much as Rick, came over to me and insisted I get in the pool. I declined, he stayed. After a few minutes of sitting there trying to drown out his friends nonsense I noticed that Rick kept looking at me.

I decided I might as well live up to my reputation of being a bitch and give him something to really look at; he hated it when I showed off. I stood up and stripped my sundress and heels off, revealing a skimpy black bikini showing off my round, firm breasts and a small tattoo of a star on my shoulder blade. Boys were whistling, girls were sneering and Rick...Rick looked dumbfounded, his look of shock slowly turned into a hungry smile. I went to sit back down, perhaps work on my tan, but Rick's friend thought otherwise. Lifting me by my waist he threw me over his shoulder, kicking and screaming. He ran towards the pool and holding on to me tight jumped in. The water sent shivers up and down my spine as it enveloped my body. Even though it was over 90 degrees out I could feel my small nipples become erect in the cold water. When my head finally emerged from above the water, Rick, Lauren and his stupid friend were all laughing at me.

"This means war." I used my usual threat, aiming it directly at Rick even though he had nothing to do with it.
"Fine. First I'm going to say bye to some of my friends, I'll be right back."

For the ten minutes he was gone I thought up ways I could make a fool of Rick. Pants him? No, not very original. Tell stories from his youth? No, the only people left already knew all of them. Then it hit me. A chicken fight! It would be the worst humiliation for him to be beat by a girl, and this girl at that. So when Rick returned I told him my idea, we shook hands, and it was on.

He got up onto his friend's shoulders, and I onto my sister's. We clasped hands above their heads and on the count of three started to push against each other to see who would fall first. I was determined to win. We strained to get the other off balance, staring intently in each other’s eyes. Slowly I saw Rick's eyes drift, subtly tracing the slope of my throat down to my chest; with his attention else where I gave one final shove and he toppled backwards off his friend.

Lauren chucked me off her shoulders and we all began wrestling in the shallow end. For twenty minutes we thrashed about, then Rick's father said the pizza has arrived. Lauren and Rick's friend were out in a flash; still laughing I smiled over at Rick. He smiled back. For a few seconds we just stood and smiled, then we both realized what we were doing; I blushed as he looked away. I didn't want to admit it but I had had fun with Rick, perhaps he wasn't such a bad guy after all.

The party had died down dramatically now that only the four of us were left. After changing into dry clothes we sat in the living room eating pizza, watching movies and wishing Rick a happy birthday over and over. Around 10:30 Lauren fell asleep, slumped against Rick's chest.

He tenderly laid her down on a sleeping bag and made sure her sleeping form was comfortable before leaving her to her dreams. Another thing I hated to admit, Rick had become quite the gentleman over the years. Not long after, we heard his friend's deep snoring; now we were the only ones awake.

We sat there in silence, watching a movie but not really. I stole glances at him ever so often and couldn't believe what was happening. In the course of one day I had fallen for the boy I had hated since we met. The movie ended, and we went to sleep.

"Jean. Jean wake up." It was one in the morning when I felt Rick's hand on my shoulder, gently shaking me.
"What?" I looked up, his bright eyes shone down on me. For a split second I thought I was still dreaming.
"Come with me." Rick took my hand and drew me to my feet; curious, I followed him. We walked up the staircase as quietly as possible, up to a door I knew led to his room. As we walked in he squeezed my hand a little tighter, tentatively I shut the door. Suddenly he turned around and kissed me swiftly on the cheek. I said nothing, simply stared at him.

"I wanted to show you something." He walked us towards his dresser and picked up a picture frame. The picture it held was of two small children, a boy and a girl, hugging and smiling brilliantly at the camera.
"Dad said we were forced to stand like that, but I don't think anyone can fake happiness like that."
As I held the picture I felt Rick behind me. His hands rested on my waist, pressing his pelvis softly into my back. I put the picture back and spun around, wrapping my arms around his neck as I kissed him. He was shocked at first, but soon his mouth was mine for the taking. Our lips parted, allowing each others probing tongues to explore.
"I knew you liked me." He managed to say between kisses.

He picked my legs up, wrapped them around his back and carried me to his bed. Laying down beside me his fingers traced my body’s outline. Our kissing soon became more passionate, more forceful. He bit my lip as he ran his hand down my belly to my hip. He rubbed my thigh through the thin material of my pajamas and soon his hand began to roam the surrounding area. His hand rested on my mound, he abruptly pressed the bottom of his palm against me causing me to bite down hard on his lip.

This made him lose all control he had left. In one swift movement he pulled my flimsy shorts off, revealing my naked pussy to him for the first time. He ran his thumb along the slit, kissing me deeply as he pushed two fingers into me. His hand went fast, stroking and pumping; quickly I became very wet.

"Is that for me baby?" He laughed as he pushed me close to an orgasm but right before I was sure it was going to happen he withdrew his fingers. He stuck the glistening fingers into his mouth and sucked.

"Mmmm...You taste good, I want some more. But first..."

He stripped quickly, his cock already hard and at attention. Pulling my shirt over my head he grabbed at my chest. Sitting on my stomach he slid his cock between my breasts and started thrusting. With every push forward his cock head entered my mouth, I could taste his pre-cum on my lips.

He went faster and I squeezed my breasts together harder. He moaned and grabbing my hair pulled my mouth onto his cock as he shot his load down my throat, closing my eyes I swallowed every last drop. I licked my lips as he got off of me.

Suddenly, I felt his tongue enter my hole. He put one finger in as he lapped at my pussy. He rolled my clit with his thumb, pushing me back towards the orgasm I had felt earlier. Pushing closer to his face I felt the familiar rush of pent up energy leave my body as I came into his mouth. His tongue worked fast to get as much as he could. Sitting up he grabbed my legs and pushed them back towards my chest.

Looking down I saw his cock already hard again enter my dripping pussy as he pushed his pelvis forward. I held onto the back of my thighs as he went in and out.

His toned body glistened with sweat and his eyes glowed with lust. Reaching one hand forward he squeezed my breast, playing with my nipple as he had my clit, occasionally pinching. As my moaning intensified he pulled out and turned me over.

"Get on your hands and knees."

I did as I was told. He pushed my legs apart farther and stood up behind me, his knees bent so his cock could enter me. He positioned his cock at my hole but then changed his mind. I looked over my shoulder to see what he was doing and saw his cock in hand, poised and ready at my ass.

"Rick no!"

Either he didn't hear me or he didn't care; perhaps he knew I truly did want it. He dove two fingers into my pussy and lubricated my asshole with my own juices. HE pushed the head into my ass, kept it there for a second and then with one swift thrust his entire cock was in my ass. I cried out in pain, but as he bent over me and kissed my neck the warmth of his breath soothed me and the pain slowly turned into a feeling of pleasure, something new and exciting.

He started grinding into my ass, humping forcefully. He took one of my legs spreading me open wider and stuck two fingers back into my pussy. I looked back and saw both my holes being stuffed by him, by the boy I had for so long hated.

He was drawing me to another orgasm. I moaned and clutched at the sheets of his bed.
"Ooooooh GOD!!! YES! RICK YESSSSSSSSS!!!!!"

"Come on baby, push that ass towards me..Yeah babe that's it. Can you feel it baby? Tell me you like it!"
"YES!! I LIKE IT!! OOOOH GOD! YES!"

"Do you want more baby? Tell me! Do you want more of my cock?"

"YESSSSS!!!!"

With that he pulled out, flung me around and started pounding at my pussy again. He was rough, and I loved it. He held my ankles up and went faster than before. The sound of his heavy balls hitting my ass filled my ears.
"Do you want it inside you baby? Do you want my cum inside you?"

"Rick!!! Oh GOD!! RICK!!"

He grunted and arched his back, all the muscles in his chest and abdomen tensed up as he came inside of me. His orgasm was long and as he continued to shoot his load inside of me I moaned in approval.
"MMMMMM!! YES!!"

I felt my thighs grow warmer and the muscles contract as I came on his cock still quivering in my tight pussy. I gripped his back and raised my hips as I climaxed. His mouth landed on mine as I moaned loudly, muffling me so as not to let anyone in on what we were doing. As my body relaxed I kissed him deeply, trailing the tip of my tongue across his lips. He laid on top of me, his soft cock still inside of me and held me close. We laid like that together for what felt like hours, but must have been less than twenty minutes. We heard movement in his father's room so we separated and got dressed.

As I stood up my legs shook and threatened to buckle. Rick picked me up and carried me in his arms back downstairs; he laid me on the couch. Before going to his spot to sleep for the next few hours he leaned down, wrapped his fingers in my hair and kissed my lips. Our mouths parted only slightly, just the tips of our tongues touched, almost innocently. Sore, but very content, I fell asleep.

The next day we acted noticeably different towards one another, Lauren and his friend wanted to know what was going on. We told them we had come to a compromise, one to love and hate, and they bought it. Oh, but they had no idea...

getting a man into bed the erotic femdom way

I was ready for a night on the town. After a grueling week at work, I was ready to party a bit and see if I could find a man worthy of lavishing some sexual attention on. I didn’t really expect it, but miracles happened occasionally. And fortunately,I got almost as much pleasure from putting all the guys I deemed unworthy firmly in their place with a nice dose of humiliation.

On nights when I went out, I always took special care with my appearance.  never could I be satisfied until I looked my absolute best. Tonight I stood in front of my full-length mirror, pleased with what I saw. My long black hair was curled and pinned up loosely, long tendrils teasingly spiraling down around my bare shoulders. My make-up was perfect for enhancing My  blue sparkling eyes . And my off the shoulder emerald satin dress I wore was one of her favorites. The corset top hugged my body and showed off  amazing cleavage while the full and flirty skirt showed off my well-muscled legs.  I looked good and I knew it. I was ready.

 “Bash’s Bash”, a popular hotspot, was hopping with the Friday night crowd. The air was thick with the frenetic energy of people who were looking for some form of recreational fun – any escape they could find from everyday life. This was a desire that I definitely shared with everyone else in the room. However, it was often the only thing I felt I shared with most of the people she encountered, particularly men.

To put it quite simply, men that hit on me pissed me off most of the time. They were too loud, too stubborn, too pushy. They talked to my tits more than they talked to my eyes. Half the time, I can feel them panting after me like she was a dog in heat – with one thing on their minds. I found that kind of attention both flattering and offensive, and I loved to reward these men with some real

humiliation. I loved to flirt with them and play along and make them think they had a chance and then find a way to shut them down so hard that they would wince with humiliation. It empowered me and thrilled me and more than once I had gotten so horny from her humiliating behavior that I had to hurry home to masturbate for hours. I was hoping for some extra hot and delicious humiliation action to take place tonight. Those orgasms were always the best, when my cunt felt like a rocket during take off. That’s when my toys put in some overtime!

I made her way to the bar and ordered a vodka tonic. As she was reaching into her wallet to pay for her drink, i was elated to hear a man’s voice say, “I’ve got that.” I looked up to see a dark haired man paying the bartender for her drink. He looked at me with a certainty I found very annoying. I could see he was a pompous ass and I couldn’t help but smile. I would enjoy humiliating this one.

Without waiting to be invited, Pompous just took it upon himself to sit down next to me. “My name is Gary. What did you say yours was?”

I looked at him levelly and responded, “I didn’t.”

I could see that Pompous Gary was a little taken aback by that, but he did his best to recover quickly. He chuckled and said, “Well played. So, are you going to tell me what it is now?”

I smirked and said, “How’s about you can just call me Vicky for now? Later on, if things progress to where I want to tell you my name, I will. Otherwise, it won’t matter. That work for you, Sparky?”

A brief flash of annoyance swept across Gary’s face, but he managed to smile and say, “I do prefer that you use my name. Gary.”

“I’m sure you do, Sparky,” I smiled, taunting him. I was curious to see just how far I could push him before he broke. Not very far, I suspected. 

“So,” I continued, bating him. “You look like someone who’s into something like corporate banking or day trading or maybe even a lawyer.”

“Very close,” Gary said, brightening a bit. “I’m a corporate attorney.” He was clearly proud of how he made his money.

But I just laughed. “Of course you are! That must be why your “sanctimonious prick” face is so well developed”.

Gary’s smile faded and he looked really angry this time. “Look, what is your problem, Vicky – or whatever the hell your name is!?”

“Just making conversation, Gary,” I told him, smiling sweetly and thrusting my chest out just a little. I was gratified to see that my movement had the desired effect on him. His eyes were riveted to her cleavage and the tension relaxed out of his face. “So,” i continued, “what do you like to do for fun, Gary? You look like a guy who knows how to have fun.”

Gary laughed lecherously. His eyes were roving over her body hungrily. “Oh baby, you have no idea what kind of fun I can have,” he told me.

I smiled inwardly. This was too easy. I felt like she had him on a hook and was just about to start reeling him in. I leaned closer to him, enjoying the way his eyes hungrily latched onto me cleavage again. “Well, Gary, why don’t you tell me more? What would you like to do to me?”

He leaned in close and spoke throatily in my ear. I knew he was trying to be seductive but it took all my self control not to laugh when he said, “Baby, I’d like to bend you right over this bar and give it to you from behind, deeper and harder than you’ve ever had it before.”

I beamed at him. “Oh really, Gary? So do you really think you’re the man to do that sort of thing to me?”

He looked at her with an intense, horny smile and nodded. “Feel it and tell me if you have any doubt. I dare you.”

I looked around quickly and then reached out, feeling the solid rod of man meat inside Gary’s trousers. It actually wasn’t a bad size at all and for a moment, i thought about having a little fun with him. But I quickly put a nix on that idea. Nicely endowed or not, the man was a tool. And tools were to be put in their places. I quickly fixed a rather disappointed look on my face and said, “Really? That’s it? You led me to believe you had something you could actually please a woman with.”

Gary looked shocked and it pleased me to see it. He was clearly more accustomed to a different response from women he shared his tool with. That was probably part of the reason he was such a pompous ass. It would be good for him to learn a little lesson in humility.

“Hey ladies,” I said, speaking up to the people around her, “Gary here thinks that he’s got what it takes to please a woman. I personally don’t waste my time with something that isn’t at least within the realm of cock-sized, but apparently he’s got a big bank account and thinks he’s the big shot, so maybe that’s a plus for you.”

Gary looked angry at first and then just miserable. People around them were looking at him and laughing.

I continued, “Here’s a little news flash for you, Gary. Women like it when you look in their eyes when you talk to them, and not at their chests. If you could try that, you just might stop looking like such an ass.”

This last line was met with applause from the people standing within hearing range. Gary said nothing. He was still looking a little shocked but mostly she was happy to see the humiliation growing on his face. I grabbed my purse and walked out, feeling that little rush I got every time sI humiliated some sucker who desperately needed it. It was time to go home and have a good time with myself. I’d been more in the mood for a man tonight, but alone was good too. I had toys and knew how to use them.

I was just hailing herself a cab when i heard a familiar voice behind her. “Hey, where are you going so soon?” It was Gary. Mildly alarmed and immediately on guard, i turned around. Was she going to have problems with this one?

But he smiled and actually managed to look a little sheepish. “What you said about me in there – no woman has ever done anything like that to me before – humiliated me in public like that.”

I smiled and said, “Well, you had it coming.”

Gary laughed and admitted, “I suppose maybe I did. The thing is – and this is embarrassing to admit but – it really turned me on. Please don’t leave. I’d like more of that straight, mean talking you do.”

I was surprised. I was also pleased. i could still remember how hot and hard Gary’s cock had felt through his pants. If humiliating him turned him on – how much bigger and harder would that thing get? Suddenly the evening was looking a lot more promising.

“Instead of going back in there,” i said, “why don’t you join me in the cab back to my place? Maybe I can humiliate you in private for a while.”

Gary smiled lecherously…but also, nervously. “Am I safe with you?” he asked her.

i smiled back as i slid into the cab. “Is any weak-minded cock-driven man safe with a strong woman? Either you’re coming or your pussing out. Your choice, Gary.”

Not another word was spoken – Gary got into the cab and closed the door. I looked straight ahead but the moment i felt him sit beside me like a well trained dog, I could feel my pussy twitch with excitement