From: ribaud@cycor.ca (richard baudouin)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: At Your Service
Date: Sun, 11 Feb 96 19:25:33 GMT

			   At Your Service

	The instructions I received from the service were simple and
to the point: "Report to the client, Pamela Hastings, at the Hyatt,
suite #1406 @ 8:00 pm sharp. Her request is for a 'pleasure provider'
that is activated only by her commands. Take no initiatives unless
asked to but you may stretch an order if no limit has been set. The
client decides when the session is to end."

	So at 8 sharp I rapped on the door of suite 1406 which was
soon opened by the occupant, a tall, blue-eyed blonde with a ponytail
and modest make-up. "Good evening," I said. "I'm Richard, at your
service." The lady gave me a quick once-over and said "Hi, I'm Pam.
You're on time - that's promising."

	Pam was a beautiful woman of about 5'8" and 120 lbs and I
figured her age to be mid to late thirties. She wore a white silk
blouse with black polka dots, a flowing black skirt, black hose and
patent leather heels. Her suite was comfortably furnished, the lights
were dimmed and low volume music filled the room.

	"Make us cocktails, Richard, please," said Pam pointing at the
built in mini-bar. "I'd like a vodka martini and you can have whatever
there is."

	I mixed two dry ones and put them on the marble topped coffee
table where Pam was sitting. Raising mine in a toast to my hostess I
said "The ball is now in your court. Call the game." Pam sipped her
drink and asked me to sit. "You know why you are here and what is
expected of you, don't you?"

	"Yes, Pam. I am to be completely at your command sexually and
you may use me as you feel fit."

	"That's right, Richard, I get a kick out of being in total
control of my own arousal and I hope you will get something out of it
too."

	"I am looking forward to this new experience," I replied. "It
will be the first time I won't be initiating the action."

	We sipped our cocktails and continued the small talk a while
until Pam stood up and walked over to the hall where there was a large
mirror on the wall. She stood there in front of the mirror and issued
her first order:

	"Come here. Stand behind me and caress my breasts." I moved
swiftly into position and put my hands on her shapely hips. Pam was
watching my face in the mirror but when I started to slide my hands up
her sides, she followed their ascent with attention. Pam gasped for
air when I finally cupped her firm, braless globes. They filled my
hands nicely and the tactile sensation of the soft flesh under the
slippery silk was very erotic.

	I alternated between gentle squeezes and grazing my fingertips
over the nipples until they became noticeable bumps in the material.
"Don't stop," said Pam and started to unbutton the blouse from top to
bottom. "Now take off my blouse," she said and I obeyed. She turned
slightly to her left so that she could see herself in half profile and
continued: "I want you to lick my nipples. Start with the left."

	I bent my head to Pam's left breast and made contact with the
areola with the tip of my tongue, drawing a wet line around the
perimeter and then in gradually diminishing circles until it reached
the nipple itself. All this time Pam was intently watching the action
in the mirror. When the nipple was drenched in saliva I blew a stream
of air at it and Pam shuddered. "Do the other one now," she ordered
while turning to her right.

	While I was giving the right nipple a similar treatment to
that of the left one, Pam lifted her left hand to let her fingers play
with the still erect left nipple. Pam's right nipple was soon very
stiff and the areola contracted around it when I blew on it. "Now kiss
me," said Pam and I gladly obliged. As my lips gently grazed hers, she
threw her arms around my neck and pushed her tongue in between my lips
to battle with mine. Boy, this woman could really kiss!

	During our kiss Pam was pressing her body against mine and I
was sure she could feel the swelling of my cock caused by the feel and
sight of her lovely breasts. Pam broke the clinch, gave me a big smile
and said: "You did that really well, Richard."

	"You have beautiful breasts, Pam," I replied. "Licking your
nipples turned me on too."

	"Good! Now I want you to take off your clothes." Pam was of
course still topless and I had no objection to join the parade. Nor
did I need to be ashamed of my six foot tall, 180 lbs toned body so I
removed my jacket, unbuttoned my shirt and pulled off my pants and
briefs before I took off the shirt. Pam's eyes were unashamedly glued
to my crotch and she seemed to approve of the semi erect organ I
displayed. She made me turn around and patted my ass. "Nice buns," she
commented. "And now I want to have my legs caressed. First my left leg
from foot to thigh. I'll stand on the coffee table and you can sit on
the couch."

	The table was only about 16 inches high and before stepping up
on it, Pam took our drinks to be drained. She then placed herself on
the table with her dainty feet shoulder width apart, very close to the
edge facing the sofa. I sat down in front of her left leg with my eyes
just level with her knees. I looked up at her before I started my
caresses and she looked like goddess with her hands on her hips, the
jutting breasts with still erect nipples and a definite gleam in her
eye.

	I gently touched the curved arch, enjoying the sensuous feel
of the taut nylon between my fingers and Pam's foot. My fingers slid
along the foot to her ankle where one hand encircled it while the
other massaged her calf. My nails scraped a pattern on the sensitive
area behind the knee before ascending to probably the sexiest part of
a woman's leg: the inside thigh just above the knee. I let my hands
rove further north along the nylon path when I suddenly felt bare
skin. Without braking the tempo I continued my gentle massage, feeling
the two garter buckles and the garters that continued up along Pam's
thigh. Before I could reach higher on the hot, soft thigh, Pam said:
"Now the other leg," and I moved into position.

	Knowing what I was going to encounter, I had to restrain
myself and keep with the tempo, giving each new conquered inch its due
time and caress. This time, when I reached the stocking top, I
carefully captured more and more of Pam's leg with my strokes and soon
my right hand was close to the crease between leg and torso. I looked
up at Pam who was pinching her nipples and looking down between her
breast at my action. She said nothing so I let my hand slide yet
further up until I felt her clean shaven vulva but no panties. It was
hot, it was wet and it was divine. "Look at it and describe it," said
Pam letting go of her nipples and instead grabbing the hem of her
skirt, rasing it to her waist.

	Pam pushed her pelvis forward to offer me an even better view
of her sex. "I see a smooth tummy in a pale bikini bottom vee without
a trace of stubble framed by a narrow black garter belt, garters and
stocking tops. At the bottom of the vee is a pink vertical slit
between two labia that for now remain fairly close except at the very
bottom where some promising moisture is gathering. It is very
beautiful, a real piece of art."

	"What do you mean by 'promising'?"

	"It indicates that you are getting aroused."

	"How right you are. Now please make us another drink." I gave
Pam a steadying hand as she stepped off the table before mixing the
cocktails: vodka from the freezer and a drop of vermouth. Bringing the
drinks to the table I had to steel myself not to spill them because
Pam had taken off her skirt and now wore only garter belt, stockings
and heels. Breathtakingly erotic!

	"Place the drinks about ten inches apart, Richard. I may need
your help with this stunt."

	I did as asked and sat down while Pam on her knees bent from
the waist over the table supporting herself with her hands flat on the
surface. "You probably guess what I am going to do so please help me
aim," she said with her eyes on my cock. I did guess Pam's objective
and placed the two glasses in line with her breasts. Her nipples were
almost flat as she slowly lowered her upper body toward the glasses.
"How far now?" she asked.

	"Three inches." I steadied the glasses with a finger on each
base and watched Pam's nipples make contact with the cold liquid.

	"What does it look like?" Pam wanted to know.

	"Your whole areolas are immersed and contracting. Your nipples
are visibly growing, now they are a quarter inch erect and bright red.
I wish I had one of those nipples to rub over your clitoris."

	"Love the idea," said Pam straightening herself and cupped one
breast in each hand. "Want to taste some martini?" I bent to lick the
moisture off each nipple, savouring their stiffness while Pam moaned
softly.

	"Let's have a sip from the glass," Pam suggested and sat on
the sofa. "You are being very good, Richard, you deserve a reward.
Would it turn you on to watch my pussy while we have our drinks?"

	"Very much," I replied, "and if I may be so bold, please tell
me what other action you have planned."

	Pam took a sip if her drink, placed a long, slender nyloned
leg up on the couch and the other foot on the edge of the table. As
Pam leaned back, her bald sex was fully exposed, the spread legs
pulling the labia apart to show the pink inner lips.

	"My plans are not final," she said playing with her right
nipple. "I do want to see if, without touching it, I can increase your
erection even more than when you only watch my cunt. I sure want that
big cock inside me but I haven't yet decided where or in what order. I
know I want at least one manual and one oral orgasm and I am still
contemplating whether to explore your anus and how and where I want
you to cum. In the meantime, do not touch yourself, enjoy your drink
and the view."

	Pam's left hand was alternatingly caressing her nipples,
pinching, pulling and stroking, maintaining their stiffness. Her other
hand slid down over the bare mons to her pussy with two fingers
outside each labia squeezing them together over the clitoral shaft.
She spread her labia again and pushed a red nailed finger down the
centre where it parted the inner lips to reveal the bright pink
opening of her vagina. Pam dipped her finger in her love tunnel up to
the knuckle, pumped it in and out a few times and pulled it out
glistening with her juices. The wet finger moved up to where the inner
labia met and moved in small circles over her clitoris. "Come over
here, Richard, and kneel between my legs. I need some help."

	I quickly moved into position never taking my eyes off the
enticing spectacle of Pam's finger stroking the moist flesh.

	"I need to have the hood pulled back from my clit and I don't
want to stop touching my breasts. Please do it for me."

	With one thumb on each of Pam's labia I pushed them up and out
to bare the love button while she rubbed it with two fingers. "Be
prepared to put your cock two inches inside me when I start to come."
- "Just say when." Pam's fingers played a steady tattoo on her most
sensitive spot and after a short while she moaned "Now!" My cock was
level with her vagina and I aimed it at the opening where it easily
slid into the tight, wet heat. Seconds later Pam's vagina began to
contract around my cock and she cried out as she orgasmed. "Don't
move," she said moments later. "My purse is here on the floor. Open it
and give me the make-up kit."

	Wondering what was in store, I gave her the bag from which she
pulled out a small hand mirror and held it in front of her to watch
the point where we were joined. "Push it all the way in and then pull
it out very slowly." Luckily I have great orgasm control and I used it
when I pushed my stiff rod as far as it could reach before pulling it
back. As I did, Pam squeezed her vaginal muscles around my cock while
watching in the mirror as more and more of my shaft became visible. I
spent almost a full minute before the rim of my cock head showed at
the opening. "Hold still!" Pam exclaimed. "Wow, what a sight!"

	Without being told to, I boldly used both hands to pull Pam's
cunt wide open for a clear view of the cock head lodged just inside
the opening. "Good thinking, Richard," Pam complimented me. "This is
such a turn on. Now finish your drink while I freshen up."

	Pam returned after a few minutes carrying a small case which
she placed on the table. "I really got off on your penetrating me when
you did and also watching your cock slide out. Was it good for you?"

	"Yes, Pam, it was so good that I'm glad to have had a moment
to recover. I was actually pretty close to climax."

	"Well, there's more to come and, if penetration turns you on,
you'll like the next scene. Let's see what we have in my toy box."

	She took the lid off the case she'd brought and pulled out a
tube of lubricant and a three inch tapered plug with a bulge about an
inch from the narrowing end which had a thin rim. After coating it
with lubricant, Pam handed the plug to me. "I want you to rub this
over my pussy lips, my clitoris and then put it inside me," she
commanded putting one high heeled foot on the table, giving me easy
access to her still wet cunt.

	I moved the tip gently along the now engorged labia, top to
bottom, a few times before moving it into the centre crack, between
the inner lips, up to her clitoris. When I made contact, Pam started
moving her hips to increase the friction but I soon moved the tip down
the groove to her vagina where I pretended to search for the opening.
Pam's pussy was wide open and I had no problem pushing it inside her
but not before I had given her a few in and out strokes which she
seemed to enjoy. As the tapered plug slid inside her vagina, the
opening widened to let the bulge in and then it closed again over the
narrow end and only the thin rim was visible.

	"I see you have regained part of your erection," said Pam
looking at my cock and taking her foot off the table but leaving the
plug in her pussy. "Let's see if we can make it grow without touching
it." She put a tiny gob of lubricant on the tips of her and my index
fingers. "Stand in front of me," she said, "and mirror my actions."
With the tips of her fingers she gently touched my nipples while I did
the same to hers. Following her lead, I pinched and kneaded the
slippery nipples which quickly became erect under our fingers. My cock
stated rising from 90 to 45 degrees, which Pam noticed with glee: "If
there weren't an object in the way, you could feel how wet I am
getting, too. Now lie down on the couch on your back with your knees
pulled up."

	When I was in place, Pam straddled my head facing my feet so
that I was looking up between her legs where the plug was planted
inside her. She gave each of my nipples a little nibble before
reaching behind her to pull the plug from her vagina and surprising me
by teasing my anus with it. She probed gently at the opening for a
moment and then slowly pushed it inside little by little. It was
tremendously arousing to feel my anus gradually widen to accept the
probe, especially watching the open pussy above me. "You have an inch
and a half inside you, Richard. Are you ready for the rest and the
bulge?" Pam asked.

	"Yes," I replied, "but it would be easier if you moved it in
and out a few times so that I get used to it."

	"I was planning to do so and I want you to finger my cunt."
Using both hands I played with Pam's labia, opening them to watch her
vagina while she slowly moved the plug in and out of my ass. I had
stuck two fingers in Pam's vagina and was rubbing her clit with my
thumb when I felt her shove the plug all the way inside me. The
feeling was sensational when my anus closed over the narrower end
beyond the bulge. Pam wrapped both hands around my now very hard cock
and said: "I'm going to take the head of your cock in my mouth and
just hold it there without making you cum. You, however, are going to
give me an orgasm with your tongue but keep one or two fingers inside
me."

	I spread Pam's labia with my right hand while pushing my left
thumb into her wet and hot vagina. Her clit was clearly visible and
Pam lowered her pussy to my mouth and I made contact with my tongue.
Pam shuddered and pushed her cunt to my face for more friction before
she took the head of my organ in her mouth. She moved her tongue
softly over the surface without causing me to get too aroused,
although I was enjoying the wet heat on my cock. I was licking all of
Pam's pussy, making it very wet and I could feel more juices being
produced around my thumb inside her. When I concentrated my licking to
her clit, she started to orgasm almost immediately and her vaginal
muscles bore down on my thumb. Pam pushed her pussy harder on my mouth
and her body began to spasm in a powerful climax.

	After a few moments Pam recovered, blew out a lungful of air
and asked: "Do you want to keep the plug inside you or shall I pull
it out?"

	"This is your game," I reminded her. "It's your choice."

	"Your're right," she said, "and I want you to get maximum
pleasure from me without artificial aid. This will be for you, baby. I
want you to choose a position and fuck me until you orgasm. Do you
have any special wishes to where you unload?"

	"How about deep inside you or on your clitoris?"

	"Hmm, let me think about it while we fuck. How do you want
me?"

	"First with you on top, then with you lying on your right
side, your right leg pulled up under my waist so that I can touch
you."

	Pam grabbed the rim of the plug and pulled it out of my anus
and I felt a small regret at letting it go. She turned around on the
couch and straddled my hips, holding my cock in her hand aimed it at
her cunt and slowly impaled herself on the rigid shaft. She let her
body sink down on my cock until it disappeared completely inside her
before moving in circular motion so that all sides of her vagina felt
the contact. My hands rose to Pam's breasts to pull on her nipples
while I watched her cunt release and recapture my rigid shaft. After
a few minutes I decided it was time for phase two. Pam was thoroughly
aroused and I felt she was ready for a finale - as was I.

	Holding Pam's hips I lifted her off me and laid her down on
the couch on her right side, pulled up her right leg and positioned me
with my waist resting on her thigh. I stroked her clit with the wet
head of my stiff cock, watching how it parted the hairless labia,
revealing the wet pink membrane between them. Pam's fingers were at
her nipples, which were more erect than I had seen them before and,
when I moved my cock from her clit to the entrance of her vagina, Pam
held her breath and then whispered: "Do it slowly but put it as far in
as you can!"

	Pam's vagina welcomed the intrusion with a wetness I have
seldom experienced. It seemed to suck my cock inside and I had to
restrain myself from plunging into the hot channel. With just the tip
inside her I suggested: "Put your hands there and feel it enter you."
Pam's hands flew to her crotch, her fingers on both sides holding my
cock as I resumed entering her vagina. As requested, I did it slowly
until I was buried and my pubes were pressing against Pam's fingers.
Pam moved her hands to my nipples as I began fucking her in a
leisurely but firm tempo, using one hand to locate her clitoris,
hoping to be able to provoke another orgasm from her. Soon her body
began to move under me and I kept up the steady rhythm of both my cock
pumping in and out of her and my thumb rubbing her clit. "Can you
squirt on my clit, honey?" she whispered. "That would make me come
again."

	"Sure, sweetheart. Are you ready now?"

	"Take away your hand and just fuck me until you cum. Please
give me the mirror so I can see."

	She held up the mirror to watch my cock pump in and out of her
bald pussy and I could understand how it turned her on. It didn't take
me very long to reach the point of no return and I warned Pam. She
spread her labia with one hand and kept looking in the mirror as my
fucking become more frenetic and I reached climax. Just before the
ejaculation started, I pulled out my cock from Pam's vagina and aimed
the tip at her clitoris. Pam held her breath and within seconds my cum
drenched the sensitive knob, the fourth squirt sending Pam into yet
another orgasm.

	After a few minutes of post-coital bliss, we disengaged and I
fetched a wash cloth from the bathroom for a cleanup of Pam's cum
covered pussy. "Thank you, Richard, for everything. You've been a
marvel of obedience and co- operation. Do you think we could do this
again?"

	"I'd be more than happy, Pam. I had a really good time and I
didn't know I would love to be ordered to perform sexually."

	"How would you feel if we had company? I think it would be fun
to have a woman join us, wouldn't you?"

	"Pam , you are giving me a hard-on again! What would you like
her to look like, what kind of shape?"

	"Ideally she should be my twin," Pam replied. "Maybe we'll
shave her pussy to make her look even more like me. I'll give you a
few days' notice when I visit. However, before you leave, I want you
to take with you a little memory of me. But first, get dressed."

	Puzzled but anticipating I quickly put my clothes back on
while Pam went into the bedroom. She returned as I was putting on my
jacket with her hands behind her back. The sight of her in the garter
belt, black stockings, heels and the naked gash between her legs would
have been memory enough but Pam had something even more memorable in
mind. "After you have left," she said softly, "I am going to give
myself another couple of orgasms thinking of all the action here
tonight. And when you get home, I want you to give yourself one too
and thinking especially of this sight."

	Pam now showed what she had been hiding: an eight inch latex
dildo which she lubricated thoroughly. She sat down on the front edge
of the arm chair, placed both feet on the coffee table and spread her
knees wide. Pam let me have a good look at her wide open pussy before
she aimed the head of the dildo at her vagina. The opening stretched
as it slowly penetrated her wet love channel and disappeared inside
her. She gave herself a couple of fucking strokes with the tool before
she pushed it deep inside, put her hands on the arm rests and sighed.
"Come give me a farewell kiss, Richard."

	I went over to Pam, bent and kissed her lips and touched her
nipples which quickly stiffened. I moved my hand to her cunt and gave
her clit a gentle rub. "Just to get you started, darling. I'll be
waiting for your call."

			       The End