The Slut Inside Me Teased Out

I arrived home late one night/early hours of the morning, after a night on the town with the girls.  As I entered my apartment building I could see a group of guys waiting by the lift  There were four of them; all smartly dressed in suits, they looked to be in their mid twenties. As I joined them to wait for the lift I recognised one of them as the new guy who'd moved in down the hall from me around a month ago. They were all good looking guys and you could tell by the way they held themselves that they knew as much. One of them, the shorter of the four, smiled at me and winked. I smiled back politely, he was quite the looker indeed.

As the ping sounded to announce the arrival of the lift, my neighbour held his hand out gesturing toward the opened doors.
"Ladies first", he smiled at me.
"Thanks...Jake is it?"
"Jay actually but you were close enough", they crowded into the lift after me.
I was stood with my back against the rear wall and all eyes were on me. One of them was leering at my legs and I suddenly became conscious of the size of my dress. I was wearing a figure hugging black strapless mini dress, a practically non-existent thong and srappy high heels. I was wishing I'd worn a coat at that point but it was July and the nights were mild. The leerer spoke first.
"Come on then Jay, who's this lovely lady? You going to introduce us?"
"This is one of my new neighbours - Clara. Clara, this is Sean, James and Evans", he put his arm around me and hugged me into him affectionately.
I could smell whiskey on his breath and it turned my stomach - I can't abide the smell or taste of that spirit. I attempted to subtly move from his grasp but his hand tightened on my shoulder.

We lived on the 15th floor and the lift was not the fastest. They were all looking at each other conspiratorially and I was beginning to feel uneasy.
"Your dress is a bit short Clara love, don't you think?" James (the leerer), moved closer to my right side; his breath also reaked of whiskey.
"You got any underwear on under there?" His hand reached under my dress and grabbed at my crotch.
I tried to move out of his reach but Jay held me firmly in place.
"Please, don't!" I was wriggling, trying to get free but Jay put his arm around my waist and pinned me to him.
"Come on love, you hardly purvey the shy and innocent type in that rag!" James was moving his hand over my pussy, rubbing it through the worthless material of my thong.
"Let's get a look at her tits mate", Sean encouraged James.
"Help yourself, I'm busy here. Reckon I'll have her wet before we get to our stop", he licked my earlobe and I recoiled my head away from him as best I could.
Sean reached out with both hands and in one swift movement pulled my dress down to reveal my breasts.
I could feel Jay's cock, hard and pressing against my hip as he held me.
"Mmm, you have exquisite breasts Clara", his hand released my shoulder and groped my breast.
Sean reached out and smoothed his palm over the other before kneading it.
I was trapped with nowhere to run - hell, nowhere to move never mind run. James had pulled my dress up around my hips and was feeling my ass as he rubbed my pussy. I looked desperately to the only man in the lift who wasn't manhandling me (Evans), hoping that he might come to my rescue. I was let down; he was rubbing his cock through his trousers and practically drooling as he watched his friends take free rein on my body.

The lift came to a stop and James quickly put my dress right. He told me I had a lovely pussy and slapped the side of my ass. Jay kissed the top of my head and let me go.
"Night Clara, nice to meet you", Evans winked at me before stepping out of my way.
I ran to my apartment and dropped my keys as I fumbled to get in. I picked them up and used both hands to steady the key at the lock. Once inside I slammed the door and leaned back against it. I felt strange and realised that I was experiencing disappointment. I slipped my hands between my legs and let my finger slide between the lips of my pussy; I was wet. I looked at myself in the mirror...my mind whirring. I turned toward my apartment door, hesitated then grabbed my keys. Closing my apartment door behind me I walked down the hallway and stopped outside 3C - Jay's door. Took a deep breath and hiked up my dress an inch, I knew a hint of my pussy would be on display. I could hear them inside laughing rowdily. I knocked the door, a few seconds later Jay answered.
"Room for one more?"
"Well, well", he grinned, pulled the door open fully and stepped aside allowing me entry to the lion's den.

Idle Hands

I was bored one Saturday afternoon so I did some chatting on Twitter and scanning of Tumblr. By the time I'd seen several great black and white erotic pictures I was feeling more than a little frisky. I had the house to myself (my husband plays golf every Saturday) so said 'to hell with it' and wriggled my trousers down off my hips to my knees. I was laying on the sofa; I parted my legs slightly and slid my hand down the front of my underwear. The lap top beside me on the coffee table I clicked on a story on my favourite erotic fiction website and began to read. My cool fingers slid between the lips of my hot pussy; fuck, I was so wet even at that point.

I felt my pussy all over to begin with but as the story became more interesting I isolated my attention to my clit. My fingers danced lightly over it in a circular motion, slipping and teasing that very sensitive area. My hand moved quicker inside my underwear as I became increasingly aroused. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and saw my neighbour outside the window looking shocked yet intrigued. Mortified, my eyes met his and he continued to walk past my house. "Fuck! Fuck! Shit!" How the hell did I manage to forget the blinds were open?! My first thought was that within 24 hours the whole village would know what Jack had caught me at...including my husband! I'd never felt so screwed in all my life.

I worried all week about it; every time I saw a neighbour I wondered if they knew. I felt like everyone was gossiping about me behind my back. It couldn't have spread too widely though because my husband was perfectly fine with me. I decided the following Saturday morning that I'd tell him what happened on Sunday because I couldn't take all the anxiety I was feeling. Half an hour after my husband left for golf there was a knock at the door; When I opened it I saw Jack. I'm not sure how it is possible but within a five second moment the colour both drained from my face then came back with a vengeance as I blushed like crazy.
"Hi Jenna, may I come in please?"
"Sure Jack", I stepped aside to let him through into the house.
I led the way to the living room and he took a seat on the sofa; I sat at the opposite end and turned to him.
"I feel a bit awkward coming around like this Jenna but I wanted to let you know that I'd not told anyone about what I um, saw last week. Nor do I intend to tell anyone", he smiled kindly at me.
"Oh thank you so much Jack! I can't tell you how relieved I am!" I held my hand to my chest and let out a relieved sigh.

"I really can't thank you enough", I stood ready to see him out but he walked over to the window.
"Actually...you could thank me", he pulled the cord for the blinds and they snapped shut, "quite easily Jenna. Please sit back down..."
I looked at him with a puzzle expression.
"Sit. Now", I sat hesitantly on the sofa.
"It's really quite simple. You see, I won't tell anyone what I saw just so long as you give me a full show - here, now...this instant."
I could tell he was deadly serious and though I wasn't happy about it I'd rather flash one pervert than have the whole village thinking I was some kind of sex hungry whore. The people around here seem such prudes I imagined that's exactly what they'd label me.
"Fine!" I huffed and went to put my hand up my skirt.
"Wait. I'll decide how this is going to go", he walked over to me and lifted my top up over my breasts and left it there bunched under my arms.
"You said a show! You didn't say anything about touching me!"
"Don't get your knickers in a twist. I've no intention of touching you, though you'll probably wish I did later. I'm just arranging my view", he pulled my bra down so that my firm breasts popped out.
He pushed me back gently so that I was slouched against the back of the sofa. I lifted my ass off the seat so that he could pull off my underwear. It was at this point that I registered how much I was enjoying myself unexpectedly. Once my knickers were discarded to one side he took my left ankle and lifted my foot up and out to the left until it rested on the edge of the sofa; he did the same to my other foot. I was slouched on the settee, my legs spread wide for him, my breasts on display - I should have felt embarrassed by this but I was completely turned on.

I didn't wait for him to tell me to start, my hand went straight to my pussy and I inserted two fingers immediately and began to fuck myself for him. He encouraged me as I performed for him telling me how hot it was, what he'd love to do to me. He was sat on the coffee table in front of my spread legs and he got his cock out. My mouth actually watered a little as he started stroking his cock. I was mesmerised by his hand moving on the nicest cock I'd ever seen; I needed it.
"You like my cock don't you? I can see it in your eyes?"
"It's a great looking cock", I pushed a third finger inside my pussy and fucked myself a little harder.
"I know. You're never going to have it though", he smirked. I felt myself blushing again.
"Fuck your pussy harder for me, I want you to match my rhythm as I pump my cock"
I did as he said and matched him stroke for stroke, each time he sped up so did I. I was having a great time I could feel myself getting close to climax when he slowed his strokes right down.
"Hands on your head, now!"
I put my hands on my head and his hand moved quickly on his cock again. He paused and then grunted as a jet of hot cum shot out of his cock and splashed across my open pussy. He stood, another shot of cum leaving his cock as he did, landing on my breast this time. He leaned forward and grabbed my head, his final shot landing square on my left cheek. I opened my mouth to take him and he ignored it, choosing to rub the wet head on my right cheek instead.

As he let go of my head I fell back against the seat again. He put his cock away and told me I'd sealed the deal well and my secret was safe - then he left. I just sat there a while, his cum turning cold against my skin as I let what had happened sink in...then my hand returned to my pussy and I massaged his cum into my clit until I brought on my own orgasm.

Master's Housemaid: Part One

Black stockings; check!
Suspenders; check!
Cupless bra; check!
Disgracefully high heels; check!

Now to put on the new accessories He'd provided...
"Paige?" I heard Him call to me from the study.
"Yes Master?"
"Are you completely dressed yet?"
"Not yet, I'm just about to put on my new things. Sorry Master, I won't be a minute", I opened my bedside drawer to retrieve the gift box containing the items.
"Bring them to me pet. I'll finish dressing you.". I felt butterflies in my stomach as I walked with the box to the study.
The thought of His touch never failed to excite me.

He turned in His chair as I entered the room and took the box from me. He placed the box on the desk beside Him and told me to kneel at His feet. As I knelt before Him I could feel my nipples pointed eagerly at Him, my pussy getting wet; I love kneeling for my Master wherever the place but here, in the study, reminded me of two nights ago when He allowed me to suck His cock as He worked. A jangling noise brings my mind back to the present and I see a mesh of delicate silver chains in His hand. From the mesh of chain He pulled out two clamps (attached to the chain). He placed the first clamp on my nipple and I winced; it was a fair bit tighter than the other sets of clamps that He usually had me wear. He brushed His hand lightly over my other aching nipple before closing the clamp over it. The heat began almost instantly as the pain throbbed through my sensitive nipples.

"Mmm, beautiful. Okay, present yourself over the desk", I rose to my feet and turned to the desk. It was a large desk and the one end was always kept free; it was kind of my spot. I leaned over the desk, my weight resting on my chest, my head turned to the side. I crossed my arms behind my back, the pain in my nipples was tremendous in that position. I spread my legs wide as my poor nipples pressed against the hard surface of His desk. I let out a shriek as He attached the third clamp to my clit. His hand landed with a smack on my ass cheek.
"You know the rules about making noise", Smack! Smack!
"Sorry Master!"
I felt a tug on my clit; the chain had an anal plug at the end and He must have let got of it, the weight of the plug was causing the clamp to pull. I bit my lip hard to distract myself from the pain. His hand had been rubbing my ass but had moved to my pussy and His fingers explored my wetness. I forgot about the pain in my breasts and my clit as He slid His long fingers deep inside me. My teeth released my lip as I let out a sigh, a shiver ran through me as He stroked that special spot. As He fucked me slowly with His fingers He pulled on my suspenders, stretching them and releasing them so that they snapped again my flesh. The first time I jumped a little in surprise and got my ass spanked again. I learned well enough to keep still for the others that followed.

By the time I felt the pain in my clit change, signifying that He'd picked the plug up, my ass and thighs were pretty warm. His fingers left my pussy and rubbed, or slid rather, over my asshole; my pussy juices providing the lubrication required for my plug. I felt the plug entering my pussy, then being turned in a screwing motion as it was pulled out and pushed back in. When He'd decided it was lubricated sufficiently I felt the tip nudging at my tight asshole. He eased it in slowly but there was still some discomfort as I accepted the widest part.
"Well, that certainly suits you pet", I heard a click of a camera and smiled. I like to look at the photos Master takes so that I can see how He sees me.

He landed a playful slap on my ass.
"Right then pet, time for you to get to work", I straightened up off the desk and wondered how I was going to survive the next few hours...

Caught in the Shower

Master had been teasing me all day at the office; I'd been allowed to suck His cock beneath His desk whilst He was on a conference call to some clients. He'd spanked me over His desk this afternoon when I'd brought Him His afternoon coffee five minutes late. The whole day my pussy remained untouched. As we travelled home in the car my body was buzzing with sexual tension; I hoped that His hand would slide between my thighs and just give my pussy a little attention - but nothing. Once we were home He said that He had some things to finish for work and then He'd get started with dinner. Disappointed, I said I was going to take a shower.

I washed my hair then put some shower gel onto the shower scrunchie and washed my body. As I slipped the scrunchie between my legs to wash my pussy I couldn't help but enjoy the feel of it brushing over my sensitive area. My clit began throbbing immediately; I looked up at the shower head and dropped the scrunchie. Taking the shower head down I twisted the head to change the water jet to a more concentrated spray. As I lowered the head down between my legs I used my other hand to part the lips of my pussy. My eyes close as the warm jet of water makes contact with my clit and I finally feel relaxed properly for the first time that day. I'm in the middle of reliving today's events with Master at work; I can feel my clit swollen with arousal, enjoying the pressure of the water. I feel uneasy, there's someone else in the room. I opened my eyes and see Him leaning against the door frame, watching me.

"Oh Sir! You startled me", I smiled at Him.
He walked to the shower, opened the door and grabbed my pussy in His hand.
"Who does this belong to?"
"You Sir", I gasped.
"Good. What do we do before we play with other people's things?"
"Ask permission?"
"Correct", removing His hand He made a motion for me to turn around.
He took the shower head from me and placed it back in it's cradle. Leaning forward I placed my palms at head height on the tiled wall of the shower. My legs slightly parted I pushed my ass out toward my Master and waited as the water ran down over my shoulders, back and ass. Although I'd known what was coming the first one took me by surprise. I always forgot how much it stings to be spanked when you're wet. My fingers dug into the tile each time His hand made contact with my flesh. He left about five beats between each strike and as I waited for the next I could feel my pussy, still hot and wet, becoming more aroused by the minute. I counted twelve strikes, my ass was stinging like hell when He'd finished and I was biting back my tears.

"What do you have to say for yourself?"
"I'm sorry Sir, I was desperate!" I tried hard not to sob as I spoke.
"For what? For your pussy to be touched like this?" His fingers parted my lips and rubbed my clit as His thumb delved inside me.
"Oh, yes Sir", I purred.
He pulled me closer to Him and started kissing my shoulder. He nibbled the nape of my neck sending shivers up my spine; my nipples stiffened further as His hand cupped one of my breasts and I threw my head back and moaned softly. As my moans became more frequent and I began to grind my pussy against His hand He removed it and held me away from Him at arms length.
"You cum when I tell you angel, never forget that. You need to learn to be patient", He unbuckled His belt and I whimpered. I was relieved when He didn't take the belt out but continued to unzip His trousers. I watched as my Master completely undressed and stepped into the stream of the shower. His hand pressed lightly on my shoulder and I dropped to my knees ready to take Him in my mouth.

Text Tease

She'd decided the night before that she was going to have some fun with him today and so she began the game by sending the first picture text to his phone ten minutes after he left for work.

Rhian: See these breasts?  When you get home tonight I'm going to hold your cock snugly between them as I lick the tip.

David: Mmm, I love those breasts  It's going to be a long day!

She thought that leaving it an hour between the texts would be a perfect gap; not quite enough time for him to get completely distracted from the thought of the last before he received the next.

Rhian:  Look...I have your favourite panties on today.  By the time you get home they will be very wet indeed - my pussy is already moist...I've been thinking about what I'm going to do...

David:  Wow.  How do you expect me to concentrate on my work when you're sending me stuff like that?!  behave yourself!  P.S.  Can't wait to pull them down with my teeth ;)

She grinned to herself as she read his reply - the evening was going to be SO much fun.  Giggling to herself as she thought about the rest of her little plan she busied herself with some chores until the time came for the next message.

Rhian: Oh? What about these? Are you going to pull these down with your teeth too? ;)

Stockings were his soft spot so she'd sent a picture of the tops of her black stockings, her legs spread shoulder width apart.

David: Babe...you're killing me here!

Rhian: Just really enjoying one of my five a day...made me think of your...

Attached picture of her lips wrapped around a banana

David: My cock is twitching for those lips, that mouth - fuck!

She waited until ten minutes before he was due to leave the office before sending him a picture of her legs spread revealing the damp gusset of her panties, her hand beneath the fabric playing with her desperate pussy.

Rhian: Aww look, my pussy was sad and lonely so I had to start without you :( Hurry home!

David: Your pussy is mine girl!

She giggled as she read his reply and waited eagerly for him to get home.

She made sure that she was in the kitchen doing the dishes when he arrived. She could heard him come in but he said nothing as he stood in the doorway of the kitchen watching her. She turned to look at him.
"Hi honey, how was your day?" She smiled as though their little text interaction had never happened.
His hard cock was clearly visible, straining against his trousers.
"Get your fine ass over here", he grinned.
"Oh give me five, I just want to finish up here and I'll be right with you", she turned and carried on washing up.
He was behind her in a flash, his hands lifted the front of her skirt and he slipped his hand in the side of her panties pulling her back against his hard on as he delved his fingers into her soaking pussy.
"Oh, you fucking tease", he bit her neck and she gasped.
"Not five minutes, not one! You've had me waiting for this all fucking day", he shoved his fingers roughly, deeper inside her and she yelped in delight.
"You're going to suck my cock now", he backed away from her, his hand trailing her wetness across her hip as he removed it from her panties.
Grinning, she got on her knees in front of him and purposely took her time undoing his belt and trousers. He batted her hands out of the way and pulled his trousers and boxers down quickly.
"Enough teasing! Mouth on cock now!" He looked fit to burst.
"Okay Babe, keep your hair on", she winked and took his cock in her hand.
She slowly licked his shaft, cradling his balls with her hand. She took more time than usual teasing him with her tongue, circling and flicking the head of his cock.
"That's enough!" He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pushed his cock deep into her mouth, sighing as he felt the warmth of her wet mouth envelope his cock.
She loved sucking him off; she loved watching the expression of pure lust and enjoyment from down there on her knees. She loved when he watched her and the feel of his grip tightening on her hair when she did something special or when he was close to cumming. It became a battle for control as she tried to maintain her casual pace and he pushed her head down and pulled it back in a pace that was more befitting to his desperation.

She tapped his thigh to let him know that she wanted to say something.
"What's up?", he asked breathlessly.
"We have to stop now, I've got to get ready to go out", he burst out laughing.
They played this game quite often.
"I don't think so young lady!"
He lifted her off her knees by her hair so that she was standing and before she knew it he'd spun her around to face the sink, pushed her so that she was leaning over it and yanked her panties down. They both groaned out loud as he pushed his cock inside her. She held on to the window sill which was positioned behind the taps of the sink as he fucked her slowly and with force. Each thrust inward causing her to moan. His fingers dug into her shoulder as he gripped it, enabling him to get in as deep as possible. His other hand was seeing to her clit and she'd started breathlessly repeating "Oh god" as her orgasm built. He smiled, recognising the tell tale signs and his pace picked up. A short while of this and she cried out as she came. He really went for it then, fucking her hard and fast, focused on achieving his own orgasm. He let out a big sigh as he held her tightly on his cock, pumping her with load after load of his cum.
"You know you shouldn't ever tease me"

The Video Task

Sir told me to write up my most recent task to accompany the practical part. This was a breeze after the first part of the task and I was happy to share:

After receiving my task this morning I was extremely nervous as I'd never done anything and recorded it before. I busied myself initially by selecting the underwear that I'd wear, and after much trying on and procrastination I decided on my ivory satin and lace favourites; a balconette bra and matching thong, and sheer hold ups in ivory too. I made the bed with clean white linen and then covered it with a plum faux suede throw. I positioned the camera where I thought best and did a couple of practice recordings to ensure that I'd be in the frame correctly throughout the task - I didn't want to have to do this several times if I could help it, I had other everyday life things that I had to get done today. Once satisfied that I knew where on the bed I had to be for the best views I took out my clamps and my dildo and placed them at the head of the bed (as the camera was positioned to the right of the bed they were just out of view until I retrieved them). I wondered whether you'd told me not to shave anywhere before the task to see if I'd been sticking to your 'every day should be a smooth day' rule; as I have been following the rule there was no need for me to tidy up before the task anyway - I was pleased about this. I put on some tinted moisturiser and lip gloss, tied my hair back in a pony tail and dressed in the chosen underwear. Taking a deep breath, I decided I was ready.

I pressed record on the camera and walked around to the opposite side of the bed, careful not to show any sign of hesitation. Putting my hands on the bed and looking to the camera I crawled onto the bed towards the camera in what I hoped was a seductive manner. Once my hands reached the other side of the bed I positioned myself upright on my knees. I placed my hands over my breasts and started rubbing them slowly through my bra as I watched the light blinking on the camera. I pushed them together and lifted them, I felt my nipples stiffening and moved my hands and teased my nipples through the thin fabric with the tips of my fingers. I felt my pussy tingle as my nerves began to subside and I reached behind my back to uk clasp my bra. Slipping my bra off and throwing it to the floor for the time being (don't worry, I picked it up when I finished recording), I pinched my nipples for you and pulled them towards the camera. I pushed my breasts up with my hands and closed my mouth over each nipple in turn, giving each one a little flick with my tongue and a graze of my teeth; they were ready for the clamps and I was ready to be fucked.

I leaned across and retrieved the clamps; taking my nipple between my thumb and forefinger I pull it out toward the camera before attaching the clamp. Both securely in place I run my right hand down my body, down between my legs and rub my pussy through my panties. I can feel the moistness of my pussy through them in a few short moments. My fingers gliding over the smooth material felt great and I could feel my clit swelling between my lips, eager for attention. I took the dildo and twisted the end of it switching on the vibrating function. I slipped it between my legs, teasing my pussy through my panties, resting it at my clit a little longer than any other part of my pussy. I began to moan gently as I enjoyed it more each minute; I needed something inside me very soon.

Placing the dildo to the side of me I turn around so that my ass is facing the camera. I look over my shoulder as I jut my ass out a little before sliding my thong down over my firm round cheeks. When my panties reach my knees, I pull my knees forward one at a time to slip out of them whilst continuing to give a great view of my ass (I knew you'd appreciate that part). Turning back to face the camera I slip a finger between my wet pussy lips and bring it up to my mouth. I licked my finger from bottom to tip once before putting it completely in my mouth, groaning as I sucked it clean of my pussy juice; i'm sure my excitement and enjoyment showed on my face. I sat down and grabbed the dildo again; I thought it would be a nice touch to suck off my dildo for a little bit, maybe give you an idea of what I'd like to be doing to your cock at that very instant...so I did. I gradually spread my legs further apart as I gave my dildo a great blow job, when they were spread nice and wide I lay back on the bed, traced the tip of the dildo down my body and paused for a moment as I let the vibrating tip rest on one of my clamped nipples. I squealed with delight at the sensation and put my free hand to my pussy and began playing with my clit.

I slid the dildo over my pussy and pushed it deep inside me; I was plenty wet enough to not have to ease it in. I gasped with relief and joy as it stretched and filled me deep inside, then held it there as I played with my clit and looked down my body at the lens of the camera. As I felt my insides stirring I began to fuck myself steadily with the dildo in nice long strokes. Every now and then I'd forget myself for a second and close my eyes but would quickly remember to keep them open. I loved every touch of my fingers, every stroke and vibration of the dildo as I moved it in and out. I was arching my back, moving my hips, sighing and groaning as I gave myself a good time. I could feel that I wasn't going to last much longer - nor did I want to, I was eager to cum.

I changed position and turned so that the camera was to my right. My arms beneath me, the side of my face pressed to the bed and my ass in the air, I fucked myself faster with the dildo as my other hand massaged my clit almost frantically; I was desperate for the orgasm I could feel building. Groaning and gasping I keep my gaze fixed on the camera to ensure that I'll be looking into your eyes as I cum. My hand stops moving on my clit and grasps at the throw beneath me and I let out a loud groan as I cum - somehow I still manage to keep the dildo moving throughout. I hold it inside me at the end of my orgasm and feel my pussy squeezing at it. I lay for a few seconds catching my breath before removing the dildo and changing position so that I'm sat on the side of the bed and in front of the camera.
"For you Sir", I tell the camera and blow a kiss before switching it off.

The worst part is not being allowed to review the recording before I send it to you. I hate the thought that I've made myself look silly in front of you, or that I may look unattractive for you. I hope that I have gotten it right first time around.

always Yours XO

Playing in the Cold

We were out walking in the local National Park. He loves the outdoors and I'm a fan of anything that means I get to spend time with him away from a computer - he's a bit of a workaholic. It was freezing, the wind bitterly cold so we decided to take the path that would be more sheltered from the wind.

After an hour or so we were in a rocky area just off the main path. I teased him and made a comment about the spot being a great one to have an outdoors quickie. He said it was far too cold to get his cock out and I called him a spoil sport. He slid his hand down inside the opening in my jacket, beneath the low neckline of my top. He grabbed my breast, his fingers finding their way inside my bra so smoothly I had to question whether I'd put one on that day. My breath caught in my throat before I shrieked at him.
"Your hand is bloody freezing! Get off!"
I attempted to move away but he turned me and held me to him, my back pressed against his front. My nipple had stiffened the instant his cold hand made contact. As he held me in place he took the stiff nub in his fingers and played with it, rolling, rubbing, squeezing and flicking. As I became accustomed to the cold I closed my eyes and rested my head back on his chest enjoying myself. My nipple acting like a switch to my pussy; with each flick of my nipple my clit throbbed subtly between my legs.

I felt a draft on my stomach and noticed too late that he'd opened the bottom button on my jacket. Another shriek as his hand slid down inside the front of my trousers; I wasn't wearing underwear. His hand cupped my bare pussy, his cool skin was a great contrast to my heat there. His middle finger probed between my lips and glided inside me.
"That feels so great", I smiled and turned my head to the side, nuzzling it into his chest. He added a second finger and moved his hand against my pussy in such a way that he rubbed my clit with his palm as his fingers slid in and out, exploring my sweet hot hole. I clenched at his cool fingers with my pussy, loving the sensation as they rubbed at me inside.

He used the hand that was on my breast to unbutton my jacket completely then lifted my breasts out of the cups of my bra; he tucked the neck of my top beneath them too. His hand moved to the breast he'd given no attention to yet. He pushed it up high with his palm and pinched my incredibly erect nipple, pulling it out away from my body.
"Can you imagine what people would think if they saw you like this now, in this moment? Tits on show to the world, the hand of a man old enough to be your father cupping your pussy, his fingers fucking you..." He whispered.
"Mmmm", I didn't care, all I cared about was how good it was.
"Head resting against me, eyes closed, mouth slightly open. Your enjoyment would be clear to anyone. Shall I tell you what I think they'd be thinking?"
"Uh huh", I bit my bottom lip and pressed my pussy against his hand and pushed my ass against him. I could feel his cock, very hard at this point, pressing into me.
"I think they'd assume you were a very naughty girl. A naughty girl so desperate to have her pussy touched that she can't even wait until she gets home - and they'd be right wouldn't they?"
"Mmmm", I couldn't talk, I was too focused on his palm rubbing my clit. I was moving my hips too, fucking his hand.
"Say it", he pulled my nipple hard.
"I'm a naughty girl", I told him quietly.
He tutted at me, "Now you know that's not anywhere near as loud as I expect to hear those words", his hand worked my pussy faster in an attempt to bring me closer to my climax; I could hear how wet I was.
"I'm a naughty girl!" I yelled loudly.
"Yes you are. Who's naughty girl are you?" I grabbed the sleeve of his coat and gripped it tightly in my fingers.
"Yours, I'm your naughty girl", I groaned and pulled on his sleeve as I came hard on his hand.
"That's right baby, you're all mine", he slipped his fingers out of my pussy and massaged my clit lightly as the last of my orgasm flittered through me.

The Masquerade

I'd been invited to a masquerade ball at some posh hotel (which shall remain unnamed) in London.  I wasn't sure who had sent the invitation - there were no RSVP details either.  I asked a few people in some of my social circles if they'd received an invitation but none of them had.  I'd always wanted to go to one of these affairs and being one never to shy away from social events decided I would attend regardlesss of the fact that nobody I knew seemed to be attending.  I would know at least one person at the party...surely.  So I booked a room at the hotel a couple of weeks before - apparently I was lucky to get one as they were very busy that weekend with an event - the ball, I assumed.

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I checked in at the hotel two hours before the start of the ball so that I could take my time getting ready. I assessed myself in the mirror before leaving my room. My mask was encrusted with black and silver sequins and jewels and had three dark purple feathers in the centre.  It was the kind that tied with a ribbon so I didn't have to hold it up to my face all night and would have both hands free for dancing, and whatever else.  I wore a long black satin evening gown that had a slit up the lefthand side (mid thigh), and matching long gloves.  My heels (black satin peep toes) added several inches to my height.  I felt glamorous and beautiful and was excited for the evening ahead. 

The hall was already quite busy I noticed when I entered. There was a lady at the door who handed me a glass of champagne and asked for my name.
"Rebecca Emery", I scanned the room taking in all the beautifully dressed people.
I was to sit at table seven she advised and pointed in the direction of the table. I made my way over, smiling like the cat that got the cream. I couldn't think of a better way to spend an evening than being surrounded by men dressed in black suits and bowties. A few more people arrived and introduced themselves as they took their seats at my table. A tall man approached me and placed his hand on my shoulder.
"Hi, I'm Michael. Would you like to dance?"
I liked him instantly so told him I'd love to dance with him and allowed him to take my hand and lead the way to the dance floor.

As he placed his hand on the small of my back I got goosebumps. I looked at my hand held in his and smiled at how small it looked. My whole body zinged with desire as he led me slowly around the dance floor. I couldn't take my eyes off his; they were strangely familiar somehow and I wondered if I knew him. His mask was plain white and covered his face from the tip of his nose up. I listened intently to his voice as he spoke to me but it didn't sound familiar; he had a strange accent. When the song finished he raised my hand and kissed the inside of my wrist.
"Thank you for the dance my Angel", he walked off the dance floor in the direction of the bar.
A shiver ran up my spine and I remained stuck to the spot, mouth half open in surprise.  It had to be a coincidence that he'd just called me that; there's only one person who ever calls me Angel and they couldn't possibly have sent the invitation.  I glanced back to the spot I'd seen him at last but he'd gone.  I made polite small talk with the people sat at my table but couldn't give the conversation my undivided attention.  As the conversation flowed seamlessly without me I scanned the room for the tall dark gentleman that had me captivated with so few words.

I went to the toilet a little while later and as I made my way back to the hall I saw him walking down the corridor in my direction. I got butterflies and tried to appear as though I'd not noticed him yet. He'd untied his bowtie and it hung loosely around his neck; his top two buttons were open. He looked so hot, even if he wasn't who I suspected him to be I certainly wouldn't have said no to him. Once we were nearer each other I smiled at him, making it clear that I remembered my dance partner. I couldn't read his expression.
"Come this way", he took hold of my arm and pulled me through a door marked 'fire exit'. We were in a stairwell; he shoved me against the wall and kissed me hard. When he eventually came up for air I had to find out.
"Master?"
"Hello, My angel", He grinned and told me to pull down the top of my dress so that He could see a little more of me.
As I exposed myself to my Master my legs trembled and my pussy moistened the fabric of my panties.
"Beautiful. Now, pinch those pretty pink nipples for Me", I blushed as I pinched and teased my nipples for Him. I wished that He wasn't wearing a mask so that I could see how He was reacting more clearly.
"Okay, stop now", another lust filled kiss followed. The material of His shirt brushed against my stiff nipples as we kissed, sending more signals to my already excitable pussy. He pulled away from me and put His hand inside His jacket.
"I want to enjoy the rest of the evening with you before I take you upstairs. You'll wear these as a promise of what's to come", He pulled from His jacket inside pocket a stainless steel butt plug and a small item that I couldn't identify.
I nodded my understanding and He told me to hold my ankles and spread my feet shoulder width apart. He lifted my dress, exposing my tiny black thong. He pulled my thong down over my ass, leaving it around my knees.
"Rub your pussy and spread some of that moisture to your beautiful ass for Me", I went to remove my glove.
"No, the gloves stay on"
I let my fingers glide back and forth over my pussy several times before moving them further North to my ass. I must have gotten it nice and slippery because He told me to hold my ankle again. He walked around to the front of me and told me to keep my hands where they were but look up at Him. When I looked up He was holding the butt plug out by my face.
"Get it nice and wet", I opened my mouth and ran my tongue over the steel bathing it with as much of my saliva as possible.
He pulled it from my mouth, placed His free hand on the small of my back and pressed the plug against my tight little hole. I delighted at the feel of my ass opening up for Him, welcoming this intrusion, closing again tightly around the slim stem of the plug holding it safe inside. He pulled and pushed at it slowly four times and I groaned.
"Ah yes, My angel likes her ass fucked don't you?", His fingers were on my pussy holding the lips open wide so that He could see every detail.
"Yes Master", I whispered, too aroused to speak.
I shrieked and stood upright as I felt pain on my clit.
"I didn't tell you to stand. Hands on ankles - now"
"Sorry Master", I grabbed my ankles, digging my fingers into my skin in an attempt to distract myself from the pain that my clit was enduring.
"I have clamped your clit. Through the pain I want you to think about the pleasure you'll experience when I remove the clamp and reward you with my mouth. Imagine the heat of my mouth closed over your pussy, my tongue gently caressing your sore and swollen clit", that thought had a ripple of pleasure coursing through my pussy.
"You may stand and straighten your dress up. We're going to go and have a dance and enjoy a few glasses of fine champagne."

It was an effort to keep a normal expression on my face and walk normally as we left the stairwell; the pain in my clit was intense. His hand on my back guiding me back to the hall, He reminded me to think of His firm lips on my pussy.
"I have a question"
"What's up?"
"How did you know it was me with my mask on?"
"I wasn't certain when I asked you; there were two other women I'd spotted that I would have asked to dance later, but as soon as you smiled I knew".