From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Crashing The Party (MF, cons)
Date: 31 Mar 1996 18:05:17 GMT

			  Crashing The Party

	I crashed this formal party at one of the hotels in town with
a girl friend of mine.

	As soon as we walked into the ballroom, I noticed this
extremely handsome man across the room setting up some electrical
equipment. He was in a tux - a nice tight pair of pants! Well, being
the out-going gal that I am, I decided to approach this master*piece*.

	His name was Tom. He was there to set up the equipment for a
photo and light show, but my impression was that he was there to have
fun. After we spoke for a while (you know, the surface type
conversation: How about that weather? What do you do for a living?
etc... ) he asked me to dance. This is always my little test to see
how well a man can move. He moved so well, all kinds of thoughts ran
thru my mind - "I wonder what his cock would taste like? I bet he
could fuck for hours."

	We danced and drank throughout the evening, our chit-chat
becoming more personal. He asked me for my number (which always throws
me into a panic "Will he call????"). He shook my hand and kissed my
cheek and promised he would call. Yea, right! Sure he'll call. A good
looking man like this surely has several women - why bother with
another one? Guess my self-confidence was a little out of joint.

	Come the following Monday I get the call.

	"Hi, this is Tom."

	"Oh - umh - Hello," I fumble.

	"So, some party the other night eh?"

	"Oh, yea. I had a blast. Thank you for a wonderful time." I'm
fishing.

	"So, would you like to get together for a drink?" Now he's the
one who's fumbling.

	"I'd love to. Where would you like to meet?"

	"Well, my car is in the shop - how about you meet me at my
place?"

	"Fine,. I get the directions - freshen up and practically run
out the door.

	I arrive at his place, trembling with excitement, trying to
recall what he looked like and how he felt as we danced. He opens the
door and I thought I would die. Here he was, nice tight jeans, black
button-up shirt, and a smile that would kill. If I would have known
him better I would have gotten down on my knees right there at the
door and took his cock in my mouth! I can't believe how turned on I
was (and still am!).

	He gave me the grand tour ending with his bedroom. He is an
advertising student and has his work all over the walls. Great work
too, I might add. I commented on how wonderful I thought his pieces
were (I really wanted to comment on the bulge in his pants). He pulled
out his portfolio and led me to sit on the bed.

	As I turned thru his work, I could feel his eyes upon me. God
he was making me HOT. Getting a little nervous, I suggested we take
off for drinks.

	He is new to this part of town so I picked the place. A quiet
intimate little pub off the strip. We ordered drinks and appetizers
and continued our conversation about art.

	"How do you feel about having fun?" he asked

	"Fun?" as I finger the ice in my drink. "I LOVE fun! I Live for
fun." Ok I think, it's time to let him know I want him.

	"Me too. As a matter-of-fact, I like to have fun for hours."

	Oh my, I'm really wet now. "Well, you're a wonderful man."
What a flirt I am.

	"What kind of fun do you like?" Now he's fishing.

	"Oh - I guess you'd say I'm submissive when it comes to fun. I
mean, if I'm interested," which I was very much so, "I'll do what
feels good."

	"Well then," he flags the waitress and pays the tab, "Shall we
go?"

	That's all I needed to hear - Back at his place he mixes us
another COCKtail. I want him to grab me and kiss me! He turns on the
stereo - Anita Baker (music to fuck by). He sits next to me on the
couch, looks at me and says "You've got some nice lips."

	"Thanks," I reply shyly. Anita's singing out, my blood
pressure is rising. If he doesn't get my pants off soon they'll melt.

	"Do you like to have your pussy eaten?" I have never been
out-right asked that before in my life.

	"Well, I do, but haven't meet anyone that can make me cum."

	"Can I try?" he says with a look of hunger and passion in his
eyes "Why don't we go to my room and get more comfortable." He leads
the way, being the submissive I am - I follow eagerly.

	He turns on a soft light, I want to suck his cock so bad! He
puts his arms around me and I feel myself melt (Anita is still
crooning). He kisses me! Finally!

	As he kisses me he bites me, my lips, neck, face, shoulders -
before I know it I'm naked and so is he. My head is swimming. He lays
me down and covers me with his hot body. I can feel his cock against
the inside of my thigh - I don't think I've ever wanted a cock in my
pussy this much in my life. He continues to kiss and bite me. I like
the gentleness and pain mix, be bites hard but then kisses me tenderly
everywhere. He moves down to my aching muff. He licks softly parting
my lips. Looking up to me he says "I love to eat pussy, and I love to
do it for hours," I whimper (how cute eh?) At first (it was for quite
sometime but I don't remember how long) he tongues my clit bringing me
close - he knows this and quickly bites me. This brings a rush thru my
body. It's like being in a place you only dream of then being brought
back to earth with a crash. Anita has been done for a long time, I've
just realized. He gets up and says "Don't move!" He means it. He goes
to the other room puts on Jazz station and returns with a drink.

	"I'd like a drink," I ask

	"What are you willing to do for it?" He stands over me, he
cock is so hard and sexy and inviting.

	"What would you like for me to do," I can be so cute

	He smiles. "I want you to go crazy on my coc.," He grabs
himself and begins to stroke himself. I love that in a man. I start to
rise and he pushes me down. "Let me give you a drink first." He fills
his mouth with the vodka and leans over my mouth, Kissing me, he lets
the vodka flow into my mouth. I drink as I kiss him - I never knew I
could do this without choking. He hands me the glass and he bites my
neck as I drink. I fill my mouth with vodka (cold) and grab his cock
as he stands in front of me. With the cold liquid in my mouth I take
his cock. He moans. I suck and drink at the same time, he gets firmer
and starts to pump his ass, fucking my mouth. I like how he holds my
head. "Oh God! Thats great," he moans. I suck and lick his cock like
my life depended on it and I love it! My pussy gets so wet when I suck
cock - but with him, it's like a gusher! Suddenly I feel his cock get
bigger - I know he's about to cum, quickly I take another drink and
give him the cold suck treatment. "Oh - Jesus!" I guess I put that
cum in check.

	I stop sucking and he falls on the bed. "You are fantastic,"
He's sweating and breathing heavy. "I want to fuck you - but first,
you have to agree to be a good girl."

	"I'm not sure I want to be a good girl," I say knowing that if
I'm not, I may get a spanking.

	"I want you to get on all fours - NOW!!!" I comply very
slowly, I am eager inside, but playing the stubborn. "Oh, you want to
make this difficult do you?"

	"No, no," I say, "I'm just not sure if I want to obey you."
SMACK! right on my ass, that's what I wanted. He smacks my ass again -
the pain is bringing on the sobering effect so I grab the headboard.
He move away to the other side of the room. I can't really see what
he's doing the light is too dim. He returns to the bed and grabs my
wrist - I'm still holding the headboard (yes brass). He cuffs my
wrist and brings the other cuff thru the headboard and to my other
wrist. Now this is what I like. He gets up and moves to the other side
of the room again. This time I can't see where he has gone (big room).
He returns and is behind me. I can fell him rubbing the head of his
cock on my ass and I move to try and get him inside me. "DON'T move!"
WHACK! this time the sting I feel is not his hand. Yes, a whip!

	"May I have a drink?" I plead

	"You haven't been a very good girl."

	WHACK WHACK WHACK

	"Oh yes yes yes I have - I'll be better I promise," I whimper.
The pain is just a little to much. Tears come to my eyes - but I do
like it.

	Suddenly I feel his cock push into my pussy - he slowly moves
in and out. He begins to pump his meat faster. I feel no pain. His
cock is so big - I would give anything to fuck and suck him at the
same time. With a jolt he pulls out and begins to use the whip again -
I cry out.

	"Be quiet or it will be worse." My breathing is heavy. I can
hardly keep up on all fours. I want to lie down. I start to lie and he
whips me again. "Spread your legs farther, I want to eat some pussy!"
I do as he says, the whip is just a little too much - I am now afraid
of the whip. He moves down between my legs and gently begins to lick
and suck my clit. I feel much better now - but could still use that
drink. I don't say anything just escape to the heavenly place. I'm so
close to cumming - god he gives good head!

	"I want to suck your cock - please let me suck you," I beg.
Sucking his cock would make my orgasm the BEST!!!!

	"You will suck my cock when I tell you!"

	He continues to suck - Oh yes, I can feel it now. "I'm cumming,
oh yes suck my pussy, here I cum," and with a blast my orgasm begins -
he stops sucking me and uses his hand to finish the job - with his
other hand he rubs his cock head against my lips. Then at the peak of
my FUN he rams his dick into me! Oh God this is heaven! My pussy lips
are swollen from his sucking and the hold I have on his cock is so
tight. I can feel him so deep inside me. "Oh yes, fuck me fuck me
harder!" He continues to pump his hard meat into my pussy, I can feel
my cum all over my ass and legs. With a groan I know, he too is
cumming. I squeeze my pussy muscle tighter and he moans louder with a
shudder. I know he has shot me with his load. We stop.

	Funny thing - I don't seem to be tired anymore. He pulls out
and I can feel the juices run down my thighs. God what a man! He
kisses my ass and moves my legs straight so I can lay down.

	"Would you like the cuffs off now?" He's so sweet.

	"Yes, but first - can I have the drink now?"

	He holds the glass to my lips. As I drink he moves the sweaty
hair from my brow and kisses my forehead. He sets the glass down and
starts to massage my back. Uhmmmmmm this feels great. He rubs my back
and ass softly and gently kisses my back as he works. I can feel his
hands on the top of the back of my thighs. With his hands massaging my
thighs he pushes his thumbs into my pussy. I squeal - seems I'm quite
tender in this area. He continues to massage me for awhile then
unlocks the handcuffs.

	It's late and I'm beginning to get tired. I lie in his arms as
we talk of our FUN that evening. He tells me he hasn't been satisfied
like that in quite sometime. Me ego is loving this. I, in turn, relay
the same. We fall asleep in the standard position - his cock resting
on my ass.