Article 5532 of alt.sex.anal:
From: an99756@anon.penet.fi
Date: Fri, 11 Aug 1995 14:35:11 UTC
Subject: Silken Panties

			    Silken Panties

	I was nervous. That is all there was to it. I had never tried
anything like this before, so I was a little nervous.

	I drove out to the local mall at lunch. Victoria's Secret was
my destination. I was nervous going in there by myself but the thought
I what I was going to buy and what I was going to do with what I
bought gave me the courage to go on.

	Walking amongst the display racks and beautiful employees had
my cock hard enough that I questioned whether anyone noticed the bulge
in my pants. Who was I kidding? Every man that ever goes into that
store is stiff as a board. Why should I be any different?

	"Are you finding what you are looking for?" came a voice that
was smooth as the silk panties that I had my eyes on.

	"Actually, I was looking for a nice pair of black, silk, lace
panties, but I don't see any on this display," I said.

	"Let me check in the back for you. I am sure that we have
something along the lines that you are looking for."

	"Thank you."

	As she turned to go towards the back of the store, I got to
get a good look at her shapely figure. Is it me, or are all the
employees at Victoria's Secret some of the most beautiful women the
world has to offer? I'll bet that they have the most incredible
selection of underwear in their dressers at home. This particular
employee was wearing a nice grey skirt with an attractive slit up the
side. I was sure that she was wearing a nice pair of stockings on her
gorgeous legs and tried to get a peak at them while I was watching her
walk away from me. No luck.

	I looked around some more but I was there to buy only the
black silk panties that my fantasy centered upon. Walking around I saw
the tantalizing bustiers, the pretty flannel night gowns, erotic
teddies and the other things that the store is famous for. I would
have loved to buy out the store, but that would be for another time. I
had plans for tonight.

	When the woman came back, she informed me that they did have a
few different varieties of silk panties in the back and she showed
them to me. It was getting very hard to focus on my task at hand.
Here I was standing next to a very attractive woman and rubbing my
hands across underwear that I would have gladly had her display for
me. I also had a better opportunity to view her from the front. She
was wearing a nice grey jacket that complimented her skirt. Her blouse
appeared to be white silk, which covered her chest in a fashion that
made it hard not to stare. Her outfit was completed with a nice gold
pin attached to her lapel, which also brought ones eyes toward her
nice tits.

	"Do you like any of these," she asked.

	"Excuse me?" I said as blood rushed to my cheeks. I was
embarrassed that she had caught me admiring her figure.

	"Are any of these what you were looking for?" she asked,
knowing what I was looking at and she was enjoying my uneasiness.

	"Yes," I said, "these will be fine." I had picked out a pair
that were nicely cut, trimmed with lace, and black as the night.
Perfect. At that point I started to really wonder what my lovely clerk
would look like wearing nothing but what I had picked out. I guess
that is why I didn't hear her tell me that the store was having a
sale; buy two get two free. That is the standard Victoria's Secret
sale. You are already buying one, why not two? And since you have
picked out two, why not pick out two more for free? It is a good
marketing strategy (one that I have utilized before) but my intention
was to leave the store only with what I had come for, black lace
panties. "I am sorry. What did you ask?"

	"Would you care to pick out another pair? We are having a silk
sale. If you buy another pair you can pick out another two pair for
free."

	"No thank you," was my response. "I have plans for what I have
bought and won't be needing more," I said with a smile. Her response
was a _very_ sexy smile and a wink that almost made my still erect
penis blast cum all over my jeans. Where do they get these women? I
swear, if what I intend to do works, I'll be back for this one!

	I drove home. Seeing as I am from Chicago, I got there in a
very modest amount of time. Say what you will, Chicagoans drive fast,
but we know how to do it safely. Unlike other states whose residents
drive like teenagers having sex for the first time, erratic and
without direction. Anyway...

	When I got home, I wrote out the little note that was to
accompany the panties in the small box that I had bought the day
before. This wasn't any ordinary note, however. This note was going to
convey my mental commands to the lovely little office worker that
keeps to herself in her lovely little corner office at work. Her name
is Barbara.

	I had found that I had this strange little ability to somehow
alter a person's thoughts to reflect my own. It was a sudden
realization that I had chanced upon in a small discussion I was having
with a friend. We were discussing both sides of an issue and I found
that the more conviction I had for something, the more she seemed
swayed to my point of view even though it was in direct conflict with
the point of view that she had had not moments before. I had tested my
discovery on several people and was pleased with the results. Now was
the time to put my talent to the test. Earlier that morning, I had
implanted a command in Barbara's subconscious to obey everything that
she reads from me. Needless to say I made her forget that she even saw
me before lunch.

	I drove back to work with about ten minutes left on my lunch
break and was pleased with myself for being so efficient. With package
in hand, I walked to the stairway that would take me to Barbara's out
of the way office. I figured that I could catch Barbara in her office
where she would be eating lunch. It was during her lunch time as well
but I knew that she seldom went out. She has this thing for sending
email. Don't we all?

	I knocked on her closed door, noting that the light was on,
which meant that she was definitely inside. I heard her shuffle around
inside and waited for her to answer her door.

	"Oh, hi," she said, "I was just writing a message on the
Email."

	"Hi, Barbara. Do you have a minute?"

	I tried to make small talk with her for the remainder of her
lunch hour, hoping that she didn't notice my little "gift". If she
noticed, I would have just "persuaded" her to forget about it, but
that didn't seem like it was necessary. I was nervous as hell, and
knowing that my hard on surely bulging in my crotch didn't make this
easier. I mean, was this going to work, or was I in for the largest
sexual harassment suit this company has ever seen? It was easy enough
to "persuade" someone in person but this time I was doing it in a
letter. "Shit. I hope this works," I told myself.

	When I got up to leave, I left my little package on the small
table she has next to her desk. It was a simple little box with the
name Barbara written nicely on the top. She thanked me for stopping by
and said that she would write to me sometime this afternoon. "That
isn't the only thing you are going to do for me, Barbara," a little
voice in my head had said.

	Barbara closed her door behind me. She was known for working
in her office for hours on end without the distraction of office noise
by making sure that her door was closed good and tight. She returned
to her desk but noticed there was something special sitting on her end
table. "How did this get here?" she wondered. Taking it to her semi
comfortable office chair she sat down and opened it.

	Inside her little gift she discovered a nice pair of sexy
black panties. A pair that was in drastic contradiction to the plain
white ones she knew she was wearing at the time. Also inside was a
little note. Thinking the whole situation odd, but having no one to
ask about it, she read the letter.

	Barbara, The message you are about to read is very specific. I
want you to follow everything in it to the letter. I want you to make
sure that your door is shut and make sure that no one can see you
through your window.

	"Easy enough," she thought. "But what the hell is this all
about?" She found herself drawn back to reading the letter.

	I want you to remove the panties that you are wearing and put
on the ones that you have just received.

	"What? Yeah, right," she said in a muffled voice as she kicked
her shoes off and stood up. Barbara was wearing a dress suit that made
her look business-like but very appealing none the less. She
unfastened the skirt at the waist and gingerly stepped out of the
material. Next came her all too familiar slip. Who still wears them
these days? I don't mind. I have always been attracted to what women
wear under their clothes, so this nice little extra was no bother.
Finally, it was time to remove her pantyhose. They came off in that
all too awkwardness that is removing pantyhose. They sure don't have
anything on good old fashioned stockings, but I can see their utility.

	There she stood. Half naked and questioning what she was
doing, she returned to the letter.

	If you are wearing stockings, I want you to leave them on. If
you are wearing any other kind of hosiery I want you to fold them up
an put them in your desk.

	That cleared things up. Although, she thought it a bit odd,
being half naked in the middle of her office, she continued to follow
the commands to the letter. Folding up her nylons, she placed them in
her desk drawer then proceeded to pull her white cotton panties down
to her ankles. Stepping out of them, she replaced them with the pretty
black silk ones. "Nice," she admired. When the waistband reached her
hips (and the silken material touched her smoothly shaven pussy lips)
she let out a sigh and began to notice the dampness she was feeling
between her legs.

	Dress yourself in the rest of your clothing now and sit in
your chair. I want you to make these panties as damp as you can with
your cunt. I want you to finger yourself until the material is soaked
with the wetness between your legs. Right now you are getting hotter
than you have ever been before. Your hot, little pussy is getting
wetter and wetter.

	The letter was right! Barbara did find herself more aroused
than she could ever remember. But she was at work! What if she got
caught? She found herself trying to resist hiking up her skirt and
running her fingers over her swollen pussy lips. But the lust within
her was growing stronger and stronger and she found that she couldn't
stop no matter how hard she tried.

	This was driving her crazy! She put her hand inside the
panties and began to run her finger over the pouty lips that
surrounded her vagina. Quickly she pulled her hand away, remembering
that the note said that she had to make the panties as wet as
possible. She began fingering herself through the silken material. The
feeling was better than anything she ever remembered feeling before.

	Continue on with the rest of the day, but you are not to
remove these panties until 5:00. You are to remain aroused but not let
on that you are. Remember, I want these panties returned to me soaking
wet with your excitement. You will be aware of what you are doing but
there is nothing that you will be able to do about it.

	Calvin

	"Calvin! So that's who was up to this! I should have known."
Angry, she put the note down and fixed her skirt. She got up to
confront her would- be "master" and started towards the door. Before
she reached it, however, she noticed that as she walked the silky
smoothness of her new underwear caressed her excited sex and made her
tingle. "What is going on here?" she questioned. "Why am I so hot?"
Barbara couldn't answer herself. All she knew is that her steamy pussy
was begging for her to give it the attention that it was demanding.

	She returned to her chair (intent on making sure that I got
what was coming to me) and lifted her skirt to where it was before,
bunched up at her waist. Starting slowly at first, but then moving
faster, she stroked her pussy in her familiar way of bringing herself
to climax. Fingering herself was never a replacement for having a man
do what she wanted, but it did allow her to fantasize about the things
that she could never seem to get her lovers to do for her.

	Barbara's sexual tension was building as she thought about
tongues rolling over where her fingers where rubbing. Thoughts of oral
sex switched to thoughts of other sex. Barbara had always dreamed
about what it would be like to take a man's cock in her ass, but none
of her previous lovers ever wanted to try. She arched her back and
brought her ass forward on her chair, making it easier for her to rub
her tight, secret rosebud that she'd fantasized about men exploring.
"Fuck him! I am going to waste some of this wetness and make this
worthwhile." Probing her drenched pussy for some lubrication, Barbara
pulled out two fingers that were completely coated with her
excitement.

	Making small circles over her tight, puckered, sweet little
asshole, she made it possible for one of her slick fingers to
penetrate her willing backdoor. She let out a moan at the same time
her ass let her finger in. The feeling was more than she could stand.
Being so close to cumming in the first place, having her ass filled
with her finger drove her over the edge to ecstasy. Letting out a moan
that was only stifled by her closed office door, Barbara came and she
came hard. Running her finger in an out of her ass while her hips
bucked in the swivel chair made her mind reel. Her thumb made sure
that her clit was getting it fair share of attention. This was
fantastic! Her climax continuing, Barbara managed her second finger
inside before her pussy contractions subsided. Pushing in an out even
after she felt the minor orgasmic tremors cease, Barbara got the most
out of this little playtime with herself.

	She pulled her fingers delicately from her secret love hole
and removed her hands from inside the panties. "Mustn't forget," she
reminded herself (or was is the subtle prompting of the implanted
suggestion?), she rubbed the crotch of her panties deep inside the
folds of her pussy, making sure that they were getting good and damp.

	Barbara straightened herself out and decided that it was best
that she go to the washroom and clean herself up. Nothing unusual
about going to the washroom after lunch, is there? She fixed her skirt
to where nothing seamed out of the ordinary and continued on her way.

	I couldn't wait until 5:00. I was so distracted that I
couldn't accomplish anything at my desk for most of the afternoon. It
was slowing creeping towards 4:00 when I received an Email message
from Barbara.

	To: Cal From: Barbara Subject: Fuck yourself!

	Cal,

	I don't know how you are doing this to me but I swear that
when this is over, you are _really_ in for it!

	Go to Hell!

	Barbara.

	Well, that was unexpected, to say the least. I guess in my
excitement, I forgot that this might be a little upsetting for her.
Seeing as I was being successful in my written commands, why not let
the email take over for a while?

	To: Barbara From: Cal Subject: No. You are going to fuck
yourself.

	Barbara,

	I am sorry. I thought you were enjoying yourself. In fact, you
are enjoying yourself. Remember? You love the feel of that soft silk
gently rolling over your pussy.

	Now, just because of your little defiance, I am going to tell
you just how you are going to return my gift to me.

	At the end of the day, you are going to come to my office,
close the door behind you, come over to my desk, and bend over it. You
will then pull up your dress and show me how wet you were able to make
your panties.

	Do you understand? I want you to wave that tight little ass in
my face and show me what you have been up to.

	Finally, you are going to beg me to fuck you in any way that
you want. It is up to you to decide which hole is going to be filled
by my cock.

	Don't forget, I want those panties drenched. Maybe it would be
a good idea for you to finger yourself one last time before you get
here.

	See you at 5. :)

	Cal

	The last hour was murder for me. Everything was working
perfectly. So much so, that going back to Victoria's Secret to talk
things over with the beautiful employee was definitely in the near
future. But I couldn't concern myself with thoughts of her. I had to
keep my mind on the sexy little vixen that was going to be here at 5.

	At last, five o'clock rolled around. My cock was pounding in
my pants, begging for attention. I couldn't believe the control I was
showing in not getting myself off before Barbara got here. That really
took all the effort I had. On most days, it is all I can do from not
stroking my cock at the thought of her. Today has shown me new heights
in self control, to say the least.

	A few minutes after five Barbara came into my office. As she
closed the door I said, "You're late."

	"I am sorry," she said softly, "I was held up at the last
minute. Someone stopped by. I was almost caught... You know... "

	"You know this means that I am going to have to change some
things now, don't you? That is no excuse for being late," I told her
in a stern voice. "But, first things first, show me what you have got
for me."

	She walked over behind my desk and in from of me. She bent
seductively over the top of the desk and grabbed the sides of her
skirt and slip with both hands. Slowly she lifted the hem until it was
just below exposing what I sought.

	"How are you going to change things?" she asked.

	"That is none of your concern right now. C'mon let me see what
I have been waiting to see all afternoon."

	She pulled the skirt the rest of the way up exposing those
delicate black panties that I so desperately wanted. She had
definitely done what I had commanded her to. What I saw before me was
her smooth ass covered by that lacy silk with a very large damp spot
centered right at her snatch. It was an erotic sight, to say the very
least.

	I told her to remove them and then bend completely over my
desk. She complied and I had sitting before me Barbara's beautiful
pussy that was gleaming with her excitement. (I didn't expect to see
that Barbara's pussy was shaved, but it was definitely a sight worth
seeing!) It was too much for me to bare. I grabbed her sex drenched
panties, undid my pants, took out my cock, and began stroking it
within the folds of the silken undergarment. It felt fantastic! My
eyes closed, focusing my attention on the sensations that were
centered at my crotch. I brought myself almost to the point of orgasm
but then realized that I couldn't waste the opportunity of having the
woman of my fantasies on a self absorbed masturbation.

	I opened my eyes and noticed that Barbara had turned her head
so that she could watch me fondle my cock. It must have turned her on
because I noticed that she was slowly rubbing her pussy with her eyes
fixed on my hard on. I stopped jerking myself off and moved forward
on my chair so I could more closely examine the fine ass that was
before me.

	Taking her butt in my hands, I parted her cheeks to expose the
well shaved pussy that Barbara had been hiding under her clothes all
this time that I had known her. It looked so good, I needed to have a
taste. My tongue started between her pretty little asshole and her
vagina. I circled it once around her backdoor to tease it and then
continued down to part her lips. In her present position I was finding
it hard to probe my tongue where I wanted to so I told her to turn
around and sit on my desk.

	Now that I had all the access I needed, I was ready to lick
her for all I was worth. There is nothing more that I like than eating
a woman out (well there is something more but I am getting to that). I
moved my tongue over the smooth pussy lips. Teasing her clit with
gentle flicks but never giving it too much attention. Every time I
came close to it, she would try to move her hips so that I would give
it the attention that she desperately wanted me to give. I would have
nothing of it. This lovely little girl was going to come only when I
said it was time. I mean who is in control here, her or me?

	I reached up and started to caress her breast from outside of
her blouse. I have always been attracted to women with smaller chests.
Barbara's was just the size I liked. I could feel her nipples were
quite erect. She gasped as I pinched he nipple a little harder than I
meant to. She didn't seem to mind. This excited me more, if that was
possible.

	At this point my hard on was on the verge of taking charge of
the situation. It couldn't stand to just sit back and watch the show.
It wanted to join into the fun. I stood up and without saying a word,
leaned Barbara back on the desk. In the position we were in, the
length of my cock was resting on her very hot, and very sweet pussy.
It almost burned with how hot she was. I pulled the head back so that
it was centered just right for entry. Just then Barbara spoke.

	"No!" She hissed, "I want you in my ASS!"

	She moved her hand to her snatch and began spreading her
wetness all over her ass. I had no intention of neglecting her tight
little asshole, but seeing as she was quite eager for my cock in her
ass, who was I to refuse. After all, she had done this much for me
(all under my control, of course, but...) She grabbed hold of my
raging hard on (her touch almost throwing me over the edge) and placed
the head right on top of her little pink rosebud. I wasn't sure how
easy this was going to be, but it turns out that she had been
loosening herself up while she had been complying with my instructions
to dampen her panties.

	With her pushing back on my probing member, her backdoor
opened and I was in. Just the tip, but that is the most difficult
part, right? We both let out moans that couldn't begin to express our
arousal. I had always wanted a woman this way but previous girlfriends
thought it wasn't right. To bad I didn't discover the power back then.

	She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and literally pulled
me the rest of the way into her ass. My cock moved slowly, gently
inside of her. I wasn't sure how far inside of her it would fit. To my
amazement, she took it all of the way in. My pubic hair was resting on
her ass cheeks. A sensation for me that I knew I would want to feel
again and again and again.

	"Let me get used to this, ok?" she asked. Who was I to refuse.
I was going to make sure this was something we never forgot, either of
us.

	"Alright. Take it slow."

	I began pulling out of her tight (unbelievably tight)
sphincter. It pulled out quick and my erection almost came out. I
stopped just before the head left and changed direction on the motion.
I was able to go the whole length again and I repeated what I was
doing for a couple of strokes.

	"A little faster," she whispered in my ear.

	Obligingly, I began to increase the frequency of my thrusts
into her oh so tight little hole. It was amazing. How could I have
gone so long in my life without ever having done this before? After a
few minutes I didn't need her to tell me when to pick up the pace. I
was going for all I was worth.

	"Oh, yes! Oh, God! This is incredible! Oh, yes! OH, yes! OH,
YES!" she moaned. She brought her hand down to make sure that her clit
didn't go unattended to. She was screaming and fingering herself like
crazy. I was pumping in and out of her ass like there was no
tomorrow. It was the combination of how good it felt and her moans of
passion that finally threw me past the point of no return. I grunted
my release as the first of many hot blasts of cum went from my shaft
into her hot, hot asshole. My eyes closed tight and I thrust in one
final time to the hilt. The feeling was like nothing I had ever
known.

	After more spurts than I can remember, I felt my orgasm
subsiding as Barbara eased her pent up sexual tension. I could feel
her sphincter tightening around my cock with each contraction of her
vaginal muscles. It was a feeling that words can't give due credit. I
don't know how many times she had cum today but if they were
decreasing in severity every time, she must have climaxed unbelievably
hard while she was alone! The look on her face was of a woman having
the best cum of her life. It made me feel great to think that I could
do that to a woman.

	We just sat there holding each other for some time. My cock
was getting softer in her ass but was still pretty firm. I began to
pull out but she grabbed my ass, looked me straight in the eyes, and
said, "You are not going anywhere!" She pulled me to her and demanded
more. I didn't know how long she could keep this up but after having
just cum like I did, I knew I was going to be good for quite some time
before I had my next big burst.

	The look on her face and the contractions of her anus on my
cock made the waning erection do and about face. This gorgeous little
blonde was making me so hot that rather than going limp after my first
orgasm my cock grew back to full size. This was all while I was still
planted firmly between her amazing cheeks.

	So there we were. Barbara with a look on her face that I am
sure would make straight women think of switching. Me with an erection
that even I couldn't believe that I could get. And my cock, nestled
deeply inside of Barbara's rectum. This was more than I had ever hoped
to accomplish with my newly found talent for mind control.

	Seeing as I hadn't used a condom, I figured I had better make
this one be just as good as the first. We weren't going to have
vaginal sex after this, we both knew the rules of cleanliness and
health. Now that my cock was (astonishingly) back to its full size, I
slowly started to pump in and out of this incredibly hot beauty's
backdoor.

	"Cal. I love this," she breathed deeply into my ear.

	By now, I was thinking that it would be best if we moved her
to a more comfortable and receptive position. I pulled out of a place
that I never wished to leave.

	"Let's see if we can't make you a little bit more
comfortable," I said with adoration for my Barbara. "I am not finished
with you yet, but I want you to enjoy this as much as I am." Making
sure that the control was still there I offered her a little
suggestion. "Would you like to show me your firm tits?" "Not if it is
going to keep you from filling my ass with your manhood." Hmmm. Seems
like that email command telling her to enjoy things was still working
well enough. I am going to have to reward her when this is over for
being so receptive to my controlling influences. Not to mention being
the best fuck I think I have ever had.

	Noting my office wasn't designed for this type of workout, it
was up to me to improvise the most comfortable position for Barbara to
be for me to have sex with her anally. Not having much to work with, I
cleared off my own small office table and had her bend forward.
Placing her beautiful, but as of yet unexposed chest close to the
table's surface, resting on her forearms, she waved those silky buns
at me as she had with her dripping panties still enveloping her sexy
little ass. I moved in behind her and now had the best position to
glide my cock in and out of her wondrous little hole. Pressing the
bulbous tip gently over her puckered asshole, I prepared to continue
our already incredible after work lovemaking session.

	With hands on her hips and my cock ready to dive deep inside
her, I pulled her gently backwards. A slow sultry moan passed her
lips. My cum in her ass mixed with her own pussy juices kept her
passage lubed well enough for us to continue our fun. As she reached
the full length of my shaft I reached up and grabbed her shoulders.
Moving my lips up close to her ear I gave her a little extra mental
prod. "Talk dirty to me." Seeing her reluctance, I prodded a little
harder. "I want you to tell me to fuck you." What happened to the
woman that almost demanded for me to fuck her in the ass? I guess
saying it once was fine but me asking her to say more was a little
more than she was willing to offer.

	"F-f-fuck me," came a low, almost inaudible sound.

	"More," I said.

	"Fuck my ass."

	"More."

	"I want you to fuck me. Fuck my tight little asshole."

	"Ask nicely."

	"Would you please fuck my tight little asshole?"

	I began at a slow pace, but then, as before, started to
quicken the pace. I would move the entire length of my shaft deep
within her rectum. Then I would draw it back to the point where the
muscles of her sphincter would be just touching the crown of my cock.
It felt wonderful. It felt nasty. It felt mind blowing. I am not
kidding, it felt _good_!

	Finding myself getting to that point again (and surprised,
recalling how violently I came the last time) I slowed the thrusting.
Bending slightly at the waist, I fit my hands around Barbara's waist
and tugged her blouse out of the waistband of the dress. It was almost
out anyway from all the writhing that she had been doing at the desk
and on the table. I worked my way up to those well shaped, slightly
smallish tits. God, they felt firm. That is one of the things I like
about a woman with smaller breasts. They are usually quite firm and
responsive to the touch. My Barbara didn't let me down one bit in
this department either.

	I found the clasp on her racer back bra in the middle of her
cleavage and freed those fantastic little titties. I noted her nipples
were rock solid when I felt them through her B cups so I knew that a
pinch or two would elicit the proper response. I tightened my grip on
her firm little nipples and she bucked her ass back up against my
cock. It was almost as if I had told her what I wanted. I plunged deep
into her ass and took this opportunity to give her all I was worth. In
and out I pushed and pulled. This was the best fucking I had ever had
(and if I could do it once, I could do it again and again and...). I
moved my right hand from her breast and found her hardened clit
waiting for me to give it some attention. Barbara was so wet from all
the excitement that her pussy was dripping moisture all down both her
legs.

	"Your pussy is so wet, Barbara. And you aren't getting any of
it on your new panties. What am I going to do with you? Should I fuck
a little faster? Should I fuck a little harder?"

	"Yes. Oh Yes! Oh God! Oh yeah. Fuck me, Cal! Fuck my ass. I
have wanted this for so long and you are so good."

	This was it. With her cries of lust, Barbara had pushed me
over that edge for a second time. Cupping her tit in my hand and
fingering her swollen clit with the other, I pulled our bodies close
and came. I came hard. Harder, I think, than the first time. Was that
possible? Damn right it was! Here I was ass fucking the most
incredible, most wonderful, most sensual beauty that I think that I
have ever met. Why wouldn't she take me to new sexual heights? (The
fact that I was in total mental control of her sexual passions
notwithstanding.)

	As if on cue, those familiar muscular ripples of pleasure
began clenching my pulsing cock. Barbara was cumming so much that more
of her flowing sweetness was running down her legs than I had ever
thought possible. If only I could have caught it in the crotch of her
silken underwear... Her breathing was gaspish and erratic. Her heavy
sighing came in-between stunted intakes of air. Wanting to make sure
that she was satisfied, I wheeled the desk chair over and had her sit.
Before she knew what was happening, my tongue was racing over the
folds of her fully engorged labia. She tasted so sweet. I love the
taste of a woman. If I could get paid to do it the rest of my life,
I'd quit my present job in a heartbeat!

	"Don't fuck around with me, Cal! Lick my clit!"

	With that kind of encouragement, I did as I was told.
(Remember, I didn't prompt her to tell me this one.) Moving the tip of
my tongue quickly and surely over her steaming pussy I found my way to
where she'd needed me to be. Her hands now holding my head firmly in
position, she made sure that she was feeling everything that she had
wanted to feel. Having just cum so much from our anal play, she was
close to cumming again. I wasn't going to allow her to ease one bit of
her sexual tension. I licked her with a passion. I tongued her with
lust. I was hoping that she could handle the stimulation. She did and
more. Wave after wave of pleasure hit her. Barbara clasped her thighs
over the sides of my head. Cries of ecstasy escaped her lips. I think
she was getting the most out of our little encounter. The grip of her
thighs began to loosen around my head. That is when I went after her
clit again.

	"Let's see how far we can take this," I thought.

	"Oh my God! Oh my God! No! No!! Not
agggggggggghhhhhhhhnnnnnn!!!!!" She grunted.

	Her hips bucked and bucked as I gave her clit the
consideration I thought it deserved. I would have slipped a finger
into her ass to add to the sensations but in light of all the anal
play we just had, I thought better of it. I eased back the caressing
of her now overly sensitive pleasure center. I slowed with light
kisses all around her well excited pussy. My face was covered in her
moisture. I noticed Barbara was near the point of exhaustion (and so
was I for that matter) but she still had the strength to pull me up
into a warm and loving hug. After a couple of minutes of gently
rubbing each others backs while in our embrace, I thought it was time
to get dressed.

	Putting on our clothes (or should I say straightening out the
clothes we were wearing) we finally made ourselves presentable to the
world. This was definitely the episode to which I was going to compare
all of my future sexual encounters to. This was by far the best sex I
had ever had. I had to thank my Barbara for it. By thanking her I
meant allowing her to forget all of this that happened to her against
her will.

	"I can make it so you don't remember any of this, Barbara," I
said.

	"Thank you, Cal. But I don't think that will be quite
necessary," she replied.

	"Are you sure about that?" I asked. Thinking that for sure she
would want to forget all about what I had coerced her into doing.

	"I am sure. I just need you to promise me that this won't
happen again. I don't think I could handle many more sessions like
the one we just had. I can't say that I didn't enjoy it. To tell you
the truth, I _loved_ it. But, I don't think that it should happen
this way again."

	"Alright, Barbara. I promise," I said as I leaned over and
kisses her lightly on the cheek. "You're free to go."

	Returning my affectionate kiss, she whispered in my ear, "The
next time this happens, don't be so sure it is you who are in
control."

			 	**fini**

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	I wrote Barbara the story, gave it to her to read, and then
two days later I surprised her by acting out the fantasy. This is
something she wrote that I felt that needed to be included to complete
the story--Cal.

	Hi! I'm Barbara. Cal wrote this story as a gift for me. I
thought it was one of the best stories I'd ever read (I don't have
access to the usenet) and a very exciting fantasy for me since I was
in it. I got off the very first time I read it, in the office he
described. I also looked around. The story was so real, I half
expected to see a little box sitting on my work table. There wasn't,
of course. This place has high security and there's no way someone
could've got in my office.

	Two days after he gave the story to me, Cal stopped by for a
work related visit. He was here for about a half hour. About 20 or 25
minutes into his visit, I noticed a small white box sitting in the
open on my table. I couldn't believe it! I knew instantly what it
_had_ to be but still couldn't believe it. My heart started pounding
and I stuttered a bit. I felt my face turning red so I turned away
from Cal so he wouldn't know I noticed. (I still don't know how he
slipped it there without my noticing. The box wasn't _that_ small.)

	After he left, I closed the door behind him and, with
trembling hands, picked up the box. I opened it. The letter was nearly
identical to the one in the story. (One of the few changes was to meet
at his house at 5:00 instead of his office.) I was so hot (and wet) at
this point. Was I going to go through with this? Did I have a choice?

	I enjoyed the first pair of silk panties to touch my bare
pussy. What an experience!

	Instead of rewriting Cal's whole story, I'd just like to say
the real fantasy wasn't identical to the story but was very, very
similar. I can honestly say it was the most erotic experience I've
ever had in my life!

	I highly recommend, to any of you out there, writing an
exciting fantasy for your SO and then acting it out...without telling
your SO that is your intention. This experience really was like a
dream come true. I still can't believe it happened.

				Barbara

	P.S. I heard there's been a lot of talk about anal sex over
time in various boards on usenet. Things like: do women really enjoy
it, does it hurt, etc. I can tell you women LOVE it and NO it doesn't
have to hurt. It feels _so_ good!

			       The End