Anita: A Week Of Awakenings

When he came out of the bathroom last night, I looked at the clock and I nearly freaked. It was well past midnight, and we were due to start at 8:00am in the morning. Not much less that 7 hours away. I knew I was exhausted and would need my sleep, and I was fairly certain Bob was running on fumes too.

I didn't want to push Bob, and I suggested he chose the sleeping arrangements. We had two large beds, so neither of us would be uncomfortable.

"Bob," I said. "We have to get some sleep. What do you want to do?"

"Nita," he replied. "If I sleep with you, would you let me touch you, and stroke you, please? Would you touch me and play with me too?"

"Sure" I said immediately. I knew his ass was hot now, and I wouldn't complain if he wanted some more, and yes, my cunt was wet too. But I was pretty sure he wouldn't fuck tonight.

We were still naked, and would be at all times when alone. He had agreed to that.

We went over and pulled back the covers and lay down. We left the music on softly, and after setting the alarm clock, the lights went out.

I slowly felt his hand reach for my left tit and he gently pulled my tit. Mmmm. I reached for his cock, and felt him flinch. Damn. Then he lowered his head and started to suck my tit, biting it softly. I let my hand find my own cunt, and I slowly started to finger myself. Sleep soon came.

The next morning we woke cuddling in each others arms. Nice. Bob had a huge erection, and I cautiously stroked him awake.

"Good morning, hon" I said to him, stroking his erect cock.

"Hi," he replied, a bit fuzzy headed. "Mmmm. I like that – don't stop." He said, as I increased the pressure on his cock. He felt very hard and I wanted him in me. I started to jerk his cock, and he lay back smiling. Wow.

"Oh Nita, that feels so good, but I have to pee. Sorry." He seemed sad as he apologized.

"Bob, may I hold your cock as you piss?"

"Sure, lol." He smiled widely. And we jumped out of bed.

I have wanted to do this for a long time, and I wanted to do more too. But I wasn't about to tell him, and get him all nervous, lol. We got to the bathroom, and I suggested that as I was going to hold his cock, maybe he should piss into the bathtub, to avoid splashing the wall etc. He was in agreement and stood in the bath. I got in beside him and sat beside him, I took his still erect cock, and told him to piss anytime he was ready.

The piss stream started slowly, but built up quickly – I was holding his cock as he pissed into the tub. I slowly arched his piss stream to my tits, and pretty soon he was pissing all over my hard erect tits. Why not, lol. Then in a daring move I bent over and took his piss stream into my mouth. He tasted hot, and salty, but nice. I was drinking his piss! He was pissing too strongly for me to swallow it all, so a lot of it ran out of my mouth and down over my tits to my cunt. I still tried to drink it all though, and I did manage to swallow more than I spilled. Wow, this was one of the more extreme things I have ever done, but I was getting turned on by it too. And so was he.

Poor boy. He was trying so hard to piss but his cock was rock hard and straining. Oh the decadence. I wanted more and started to pull his cock as he pissed. The piss was now going everywhere. In my hair, on my face, (some) in my mouth, and all over my tits and even into my cunt. My cunt hairs were sopping wet. But you know what? Fuck, it was the best, most devilish, time I have had in a long time.

Then a really strange thing happened. I now wanted to piss too. Damn, the sound of running water always does that to me, lol. Would he want my piss? Could I even get up, dripping as I was, and piss for him? Shit, was it healthy, or even safe? I didn't give a fuck!

I was now soaked from head to toe in his piss, and still he had more. I stood and asked him to sit. He obliged quickly and eagerly. Then I stood over him, as he still pissed. His piss arch reaching up to my cunt now. I opened my legs wide, pulled my cunt lips apart, and after a view anxious moments of doubt, I shot a stream of hot steaming piss towards his piss arch, and then towards his face.

He didn't hesitate. He opened his mouth and took my piss – nearly all of it, and swallowed much more of mine, than I had of his. I then started pissing all over him. He was soon as wet and dripping as I. We were both covered head to toe in piss, and laughing so hard we both thought we might die.

As I finished pissing I sat down in front of him and kissed him. I now tasted my piss on his lips, and he tasted his piss on mine. Our tongues shot into each other's mouths and we frantically tongue fucked the other.

We lay there dripping and smiling. There was piss lying on the tub bottom, and we were splashing and playing with it.

I stood and turned on the shower. Hot steamy water rained down on us as we still kissed and licked at each other. I never knew how titillating something like this could be. My cunt was aching and wet, his cock was rock hard. I can't remember him moving, and I never though I moved either, but the next thing I knew I sat back onto his cock, and his cock enter my cunt, and he started fucking me deeply. We were lying under the hot shower, piss covering us all over, and fucking hard and furiously. In what must have only been 30 seconds he shot his hot load deep into my fuck hole. He shuddered and I did too. The intensity of my own orgasm was so unexpected. Neither of us could stand or move, and we lay there with his shrinking cock still deep in my piss matted cunt. Ahhhh.

As we lay there he started to lick and nibble my tits, and I did the same to him. I could still faintly taste the piss on his tits and I was greedy to get more of it in my mouth. So was he.

I do not think I have ever had such an intense sexual experience in my whole life. I had never dreamed of doing any of the "taboo" practices I had read about, nor doing it this decadently, but now that I had, I actually felt surprisingly fulfilled. I wanted to do it again. Now! I knew that wasn't possible, and we just cuddled and kissed. The remnants of our piss slowly being washed away. I certainly felt no shame or shock. I liked it!

We finally managed to stand, and he took the soap and thoroughly washed me all over. What a perfect way to end a perfect fuck. I reciprocated, and made sure to use my mouth to "cleanse" his cock, lol.

We toweled each other dry, kissed some more, and reluctantly let go of each other to dress for the coming (cumming?) day.

I had permitted (no, I had instigated), a totally taboo and degenerate sex act, and I was proud and ecstatic. Bob said very little, but smiled enormously. I was pleasantly surprised to see him put his pants on last, without underwear. He was walking around our room naked from the waist down, sporting a semi-erect cock, in total relaxation.

I too delayed putting any clothes on until I had too. I did choose to wear a bra though, and for many minutes I walked around with just the bra on, and nothing else. I knew Bob could see my hairy cunt (I was going to do something about that hair tonight, or rather he was, he just didn't know it yet, lol), and I was very aroused. When I did finish dressing I still didn't put any covering over my cunt. I love my cunt, and hate to close it in. I chose a loose flowing skirt and made damned sure I was not constricted. No panties meant I could get a constant fresh feeling on my cunt, and, if I felt inclined, it meant my cunt was ready for action.

[Work was the reason for this trip, and we put in a full ten hour day that first day. Hard long days every day, in fact. But this journal is about Bob and I; work was only a means to an end. I will not bore my readers with the problems we faced during those days, unless it impacted on us in our narrative.]

I had managed to get a 45 minutes break during the day, and had organized to be taken to the local shopping area while I was on the break. I bought several things I thought I could use on, and with, Bob in the coming nights. The office manageress, Judy, who drove me, never asked why I wanted the stores I did, nor even blink or blush!

Judy was an attractive lady of 53 or so, and had a nice body – small in stature but with large tits. When I told her what stores I wanted she never even blinked an eye, as she said she knew exactly where they were, and how lucky I was that all three stores were in the same block. She also never challenged me, although she did ask if I wanted her to come in and help me with any of my purchases. When I returned to the car, she actually took my purchases out of the bags and commented on each item. Smiling and laughing at each.

On the drive back she told me bluntly that she was envious of me, and she hoped she could be there to see the fun. We made some more small talk, and when we arrived back at the office, she took my hand, then embraced me, and winked.

At 7:00pm that night we staggered back to our room, ordered room service because we were both so exhausted. Our rule of total nudity still applied, and we disrobed immediately after our meal was delivered. [I actually sat there with my legs open, and dress hitched up as the young boy delivered the meal, lol. I know he saw my cunt, and I was sluttily happy.]

We were sitting naked and drinking a well deserved drink. Bob was stroking his erect cock calmly, and I was happy to see him do it. I knew I had several thing planned for tonight, and later in the week, but I was in nor hurry. I wanted to relax and unwind from the hectic day. We managed some small talk about today's results and tomorrow's plans, but generally we were both trying to relax from the long day.

When the door bell rang, we both looked at each other. Was he expecting anyone? I looked at him accusingly. His look to me was the same. Was I expecting anyone? He glared at me.

"Shhh," I said, hoping they would go away.

"Yes," he whispering in acknowledgement, obviously sharing my thought.

The door bell rang a second time. "Shit" I whispered. "Who the fuck could that be?"

"Don't answer it," he quietly replied. We were both whispering so softly.

Then the fucking thing rang a third time, but whoever it was, decided to hold down the fucking button, because it started to reverberate through the room.

"Jesus Christ," He swore. "Go into the other room and I will answer it, piss off whoever is there, and give you an "all clear" call." He said, as he pulled on his boxer shorts and t-shirt.

I ran into the bedroom and closed the door, as he walked over to see who it was. I could hear his voice, and then a second voice respond. I couldn't hear the words though. The bedroom door was too thick. Fuck, they were having a conversation! I could hear the muffled exchanges.

They seemed to talk for several minutes, then I heard the door close, and I slowly opened the bedroom door, expecting to see him strip off back to his nude hornyness. I was standing there stark naked, looking at Judy and Bob.

"Hello girl," Judy chortled. "I wasn't sure what room you were in, and you know what? The desk clerk wasn't sure either. Damn, I had to give them Bob's name, and finally they agreed to give me his room number."

"What are you doing here?" I screeched.

"Girl," she smiled, "I am here to watch the fun. If you like I can leave, though. No skin of my tits. But what about yours?"

Oh fuck! She had known exactly what was happening. Maybe not with who, but she knew. Of course she fucking knew. The sort of purchases I made were bluntly sexual, and she helped me out, and then checked out my toys. I don't make a lot of mistakes, but when I do, I do cock up big time. Fuck!

I just stood there. Tits hanging. Cunt showing. Naked.

Bob looked at me apologetically. "Nita," he said. "I . . . well, I . . . oh fuck. Judy was insistent!"

Fuck! So what had I bought that Judy knew all about? I bought a shaving kit, some loose satin ribbons, a blindfold, two pairs of nipple clamps, some ass lubricant, five dildos, and a butt-plug. Bob didn't know, yet, and if my plans were going to work, I didn't want him to know yet, either. Fuck!

"Judy," I said, all smiling. "I won't apologize for being naked. I like that feel. Do come in and relax." I said, as I walked to her, took her arm, and escorted her to the couch.

"Hon," she relied. "I know you like to be "relaxed". I saw your tits bounce when we went out today. That bra you had on was causing you massive discomfort, and I wondered how quickly you would get it off those nice titties of yours. It was your snatch that had me intrigued, although I couldn't see it. I knew you had no panties on, I could just tell. And when I reached across to touch you, I wanted you to feel my tits as I felt yours. I also don't like my melons held in."

At that she started to undress. She had only one garment on, and in a flash she stood there equally as naked as I was. But totally shaved!

"Ah, that's so much better," she said. " I love the feel of air on my body. Hey, Bob, get that cock out, big boy. Come on."

He stood there for a minutes, then slowly undressed. His cock had shrunk back to nothing, and I knew he was beginning to panic.

"Relax, Bob," I said. "Judy did me a favor today, and she is here to collect, lol" I tried to sound casual.

"My pussy seeks the reward, lol" she smiled. Her tits were bigger than mine. Her nipples were large, and dark. I could see Bob was staring at her, as she was staring at him.

She walked over to me, reached out with her hand, and stroked my nipple. She looked me straight in the eye, and said, "I do like to eat out, may I?" and she promptly knelt in front of me, and pushed her face towards my hole.

I pushed my cunt towards her mouth, and stood there legs open, getting a good tongue fuck. She was good, I'll give her that. She had her tongue into my cunt within seconds.

Bob walked over and stood behind her as she was eating out my cunt, reached down, and started pulling her tits. "Ow," she yelled, "Don't stop, mmm. My tits take much more punishment than that." Bob commenced pulling both of her tits hard and she pushed her mouth further into my hole. As he pulled her tits, she ate me deeply. The more he pulled, the more she ate.

She stood, turned and kissed Bob full on the lips. "Don't you love that girl of yours pussy on my lips?" she asked.

"Yes I do," he replied. " I think her cunt is so nice to taste, yes?"

"Cunt?" she seemed shocked. "You call her pussy a cunt? Doesn't she get offended?"

"No, in fact Mistress Cunt demands I respect her fuck hole at all times," he said, slipping into 'slave' mode easily.

"Mistress, eh?" she looked surprised. "You are her slave?"

"I am me." He answered, "My mistress would never seek me to lose my identity."

"Would you be my slave too?" she asked. " I am a very considerate mistress, and would care for you well."

I looked at her, and answered for us both. "Bob is his own man. However, this week I wanted him to let his urges out. I ask nothing from him, nor demand. Any roles we play are mutual. You have to earn his trust, and mine, in order to play. Do you want to play? By our rules?"

She looked at me, hung her head, and answered, "Yes, Mistress, I do."

I slapped her tits. Not hard, but enough for her to know.

"Oh, I am sorry. Mistress Cunt, I am so sorry. Punish me please." She said as she bowed lower.

"Slave, look at me. NOW!" I commanded.

"Yes, Mistress Cunt?" she answered immediately.

"You pathetic thing," I said sarcastically, "If, and it is still an if. But if I permit you to stay, where would Bob find pleasure in you?"

"My cunt, oh Mistress. My wet cunt is his, and yours to have, and do with, as you desire. Use my cunt. Fuck my cunt. Eat my cunt. Hurt my cunt. Abuse me. My cunt is there to be abused."

I took my hand, grabbed her tit and pulled. She remained silent, and I lowered my hand until I had two fingers in her cunt, then I pulled her to me, and kissed her, my fingers curled inside her cunt. She never whimpered, and I pulled her cunt again.

"Suck Bob's cock you little slut", I commanded, and she fell to her knees in front of Bob.

"Bob, let her take your cock in her mouth – piss in her mouth if she misbehaves, but make her suck you. Fuck her cunt mouth if she disobeys."

He did as I commanded him. He stuck his cock into her open mouth, and without further demand, she started sucking his shaft.

I was so worried, but I just didn't have a chance to pull him aside and seek his approval. To my happiness, he took it all in his stride and really seemed to be happy getting his cock sucked by her.

I went into the bedroom and returned with one of the dildos I had bought earlier. I had bought five of them, all different thickness', and all different sizes. Four were average, by standards, but the fifth was a monster. The smallest I bought was about 6 inches long and thin, for either of us. I also bought an 8 inch, slightly thicker, but still 'normal'. The remaining two were monster cocks, one 8 inches the other 10 inches, but both were thick, very thick. The 8 inch was twice as thick as the 'normal' 8 inch, and the 10 inch was twice as thick as that. I also brought enough ass lube for the whole week. Either Bob, or I, or now, the little slut Judy, would fuck all of these plastic cocks by the end of the week, but I was leaving the big one, the cunt tearer, till later.

Bob was standing there getting his cock well and truly serviced. I took the 8 inch normal dildo, lubed it up, and lowered my self to Judy's back. I manipulated her so that I had access to her ass. I positioned the dildo at her back door, and I aggressively shoved it into her. No mercy, and she didn't blink. She pushed her ass down to meet the hard toy cock, and started to fuck it as I started to fuck her with it.

The harder I rammed the plastic cock up her ass, the harder she pushed down on it to fuck it back. I left her fucking the toy as I went to the bedroom for a bigger one. I chose the other 8 inch (the thicker one), returned and pulled the first one out of her ass. I gave her no respite, nor any lube, but rammed the thicker one up her ass hole.

This woman was seriously into some sort of self control. She didn't whimper, or squeal.

Bob was (almost) fucking her mouth, and she was self fucking her ass. I felt left out, lol. But I was in control of this (unplanned) sex session.

I wanted a piece of the action, lol. I wasn't used to being a spectator. And I was now getting angry at her for intruding.

Chapter 4

I was angry. I really had no reason to be, I guess, other than minor jealousy. But I had planned a quiet night with Bob, and here was Judy interfering. I knew I shouldn't be angry, and yes I had (sort of) confided in her, and she had subsequently turned up, so it was my fault. I had no right to be. I didn't own Bob, and he didn't owe me anything. What we had, or were having, was mutual and consensual, yes, but he had a wife to return to (however terribly she treated him), and I knew I couldn't expect anymore.

When she first arrived I wasn't angry, but as she took more and more of my time away from Bob, I felt the resentment build.

I was angry. I had planned tonight to be special. I was going to take Bob to bed, and let him slowly gain confidence. I had no firm plans, and definitely no hidden agenda; I just hoped we could relax together and explore each other. I wanted him to gain confidence, lose some of his inhibitions, and know he could trust me. I fully planned to let him physically examine me - inside and out. I wanted him to know he could do anything to me he wanted to. I wanted him to kiss, touch, lick, nibble and fuck all of me.

Now Judy was here, and I knew we were stuck with her for the evening. Hell, it was not even 8pm, and the night still had a long way to go. For some reason, I wanted to hurt her, or humiliate her. I know it was my fault she was here. I know I shouldn't have been so casual with my purchases this morning, but I had been. Done, past tense. I had to live with it now. I shouldn't be so jealous, I know. But she acted like she wanted to be dominated, and I felt the need to dominate her.