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From: achilds@icis.on.ca (Amber C.)
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Subject: ALC REPOST:  Silken Panties  (mf, mc)
Date: Wed, 06 Nov 1996 21:01:26 GMT
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I DID NOT WRITE THIS STORY
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                               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
subconcious 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 noone 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 noone 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 suprised, 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 suprised 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
use-net)
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 use-net. 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!