Sarah felt completely out of control. Jeff's slow, sensuous attack was pushing her past anything she had thought possible. Her hips were no longer moving unconsciously; now she knew exactly what she was doing. When his tongue made contact with the waistband of her panties, she moved, trying to force him touch her most sensitive area. She was afraid for a moment that he was teasing her because he wasn't planning to go further. After the buildup of the last ten minutes she felt like she'd scream if he didn't. Sarah felt his hand touch hers as he encouraged her to caress and pinch her nipples. She stopped for a second as she felt a light pressure against her panties. She thought it was wishful thinking until she felt it again, this time stronger. He was running his mouth from leg to leg, letting it drag across the panties, each time pushing a little harder. When she felt his tongue push against the front, forcing the material just between her outer lips, she brought down her other han
Introduction: Husband devises plan to turn conservative wife into his slut. Read & Enjoy..... *************** My wife and I have been married for 15 years. My wife has kept her 5’6” 120lb body in great shape, especially for a 40-year-old mother of two. Her 34C tits are absolutely exquisite on her small frame. Our sex life has been conservative by Donna’s nature. As a schoolteacher she is very prim and proper and carries that attitude in to the bedroom. Donna does not seem to enjoy oral sex and prefers sex in the conventional manner. Her orgasms are few and far between. As we approached our 15th wedding anniversary I concocted a plan to awaken Donna’s sexual fire. I arranged for a mini getaway weekend for just the two of us. As the day neared I could hardly hide my raging hard-on. We were heading to Ft Lauderdale for a weekend of what I hoped would be wild, abandoned, and passionate sex. My wife was dressed in her typical conservative attire on the plane ride. As we checked into our
Donna came back and I could not believe the change in her. She sat next to me and playfully squeezed my cock as she pleaded, "Let's get back to our room so that I can fuck your eyes out." As tempted as I was I gave her a quick nibble on her ear and said, "Will be home soon enough." Donna continued to play with my cock as we finished our Martinis. She was as hot and horny for my cock as I had ever seen. She was also now very drunk. She had abandoned all inhibitions and was greedily massaging my cock and pleading for me to stick it in her. I was in heaven. Donna was now acting like the slut that I wanted. We paid our tab and left for the hotel. I told Donna, "since the hotel wasn't that far we should walk." I put my arms around her and we began our walk home. Donna was now lusting after me. She had one hand on my cock and the other on my ass as we stumbled down the street. We came to the bar that my new friends were waiting for us and I said, "I want one last drink. This place look as
Dave had gotten up and was now standing behind Donna. Dave pulled the dress back off Donna's shoulder and let it fall to the dance floor. My prim and proper wife was now on the dance floor with two strangers and bare ass naked except for her sheer thongs and heels. Sammy was now playing with Donna's pussy as he smothered her mouth. Dave nudged up behind Donna and pressed his bulging crotch against her backside. My pretty blonde wife sighed at the initial contact, then moaned as Dave wrapped his arms around her from behind. His hands came to rest on her breasts, and he cupped and squeezed both. Dave was now pressing his hard-on into Donna's ass as Sammy continued to tease my wife's aching cunt. Dave dropped his pants and was pressed up against Donna. Donna arched her back in delight and began to grind back into Dave's cock. Sammy had now slid his hand inside Donna's cunt and was now bringing her to an orgasm. I watched as Donna suddenly tensed and screamed "Oh yes Oh yes Im cummming……"
My wife finally awoke from last night's wild time with a huge hangover. It was already 1:00 and she had slept for 12 hours. She came over to me sobbing and apologizing for ruining our wonderful life together. I laughed, as I wasn't sure what she would remember from last night. Donna was confused. She wasn't sure why I wasn't upset. I took her in my arms and began to kiss her. I told her "I was so turned on and excited about what happened last night. I have never been so turned on as I was last night. You were so hot and sexy. I want to you so much." I dropped my mouth onto her gorgeous tits and started to suck on them as my hand search for her pussy. Donna was still crying and said, "I love you Tony. I want you so much. Please fuck me". I pushed her on her back and began to eat her pussy. It had been so long since she allowed me to go down on her. I couldn't believe that she was actually letting this happen. Last night was a success. Donna had learned to enjoy sex. I sucked on her s
Donna came out of the bathroom dressed in her new outfit and she looked so HOT! Her outfit consisted of a tight knit white tube top that was so thin you can make out her nipples (even if they weren't already hard as a rock)a short red mini skirt that had a zipper on the side made of a very thin material. Needless to say, the outfit displayed the considerable and luscious curves of her 34c-24-35 figure. The top displayed a generous amount of Donna's ample cleavage. Her breasts were large and firm, without any sag or give in them. Just like the top, the short-skirt fit Donna's body like a tight glove. It went down to the mid-point between her hips and knees, and offered a wonderful view of her richly tanned legs. To complete the outfit, she topped it off with a pair of sexy 4" heels. I I took her in my arm and gave her a hot wet kiss. Donna grabbed my ass and pulled me into her so that she could feel my growing cock. I grabbed both of her tits and pulled on her nipples as Donna attacke
In her hair in an effort to force her head even further between her lewdly spread legs.Never before had Donna experienced such a wildly exciting rapture. As she continued to tongue-fuck her hot convulsing pussy, she found even more new frenzies. Finally, she was finished. Lisa's tongue stopped licking her cunt and she slowly pulled her head back, staring at her hot swollen cunt lips. The tremors in her satiated body began to subside, trying to catch her breath, she stood there, her dress up around her waist.Donna lustfully pulled Lisa up off the floor and kissed her cunt-laden lips with a fiery passion. She pulled the spaghetti straps off Lisa's shoulder and yanked her dress down.She put her hand on Lisa's breast and squeezed it hard, feeling her nipple become erect. First, her palm pressed against Lisa's enlarged nipple. Then, she tweaked it between her thumb and forefinger. She kneaded her soft tit flesh then squeezed and pinched her naked tit.Donna
It had been a half-hour since the girls had left and they still had not returned. I had been unaware of the time, as I had been busily ogling the bevy of hot chicks that were at the club. I was really getting horny and could not wait to bury my big slab inside Donna’s cunt. The girls finally appeared and slid into the booth on each side of me. I was just about to say, “where the hell…” when Donna reached under the table and began stroking my cock through my pants. Lisa purred in my ear, “Let’s go back to your room so we can both fuck your eyes out.” I could not believe my ears, “Sounds like a great idea! Let’s get out of here.” We got up and left the crowded dance club. Outside Lisa chimed, “I’ll drive. My car is nearby.” I put both arms around the girls and walked hurriedly to the car my mind racing with desire and lust. When we got to the car Donna pulled me into the back seat with her. Before Lisa could even start the car my wife had unzipped my pants and was hungrily searching f
Five days later I was in my Class A uniform and escorted into an office in the Pentagon.The General was there, along with a major from the Adjutant General Corps and a corporal holding a camera.The General said, "Let's get it on, Major."The Major said, "Attention to Orders:" They gave me a medal for the ding, and another with a "V" for valor for helping Waters and the overall mission.I thought it was over, and relaxed. The general smiled and said, "Not yet."The major repeated, "Attention to Orders:" I received an early promotion to Captain and the general put on the two silver stripes—railroad tracks—when we were done.After the pictures were taken, the General dismissed the Major and said, "Follow me, Captain, Corporal."We went down a corridor and came to another door. I opened it and saw Elke in a simple yellow dress with Sophie in front of her holding a bouquet of flowers. Next to Elke was First Sergeant Franklin
We landed ten minutes later. The First Sergeant was running the show—two ambulances were there to load up Waters and me. A staff car with two nurses, a driver and a guard took the children away, and two MP jeeps were there to take the duffel bag. They cut away my pants leg in the ambulance. As soon as we reached the hospital I was wheeled into an X-ray room and then the gurney was pushed into a brightly lit room and I could feel them cut away the rest of my uniform. It was no longer a spasm of pain; my leg now hurt like hell. Minutes later I looked up at doctor holding a mask over my face. As he pushed it against my mouth and nose he said, "Take a deep breath, Lieutenant. You got something in there so we're going to dig around and get it out of you." I took a breath and then everything disappeared. Chapter 5 Someone was lightly shaking my shoulder; I woke up. A voice said, "It was a ricochet. The round went in three inches; hit an artery and then some muscle tissue, but no bone.
Waters immediately posted an outside guard and sent the other sergeant to watch the kids. When it was time to leave we would wake them and give them candy that was treated with a drug that would keep them drowsy and quiet. He turned to me, "Do your thing, Lieutenant." I walked into the communications room and found both safes open. I opened a duffel bag that I had brought and dumped the contents of both safes into it. There would be plenty of time to see what we got later. I searched the rest of the room and found nothing else. Next was the Commander's office. It had a desk with a phone, a bed, filing cabinet, and a bookcase—it was exactly as Elke had described it. I searched the filing cabinet first. It was unlocked, which made me suspicious. There were some folders in it that I put in the duffel bag, but I didn't believe any sensitive information would be left in an unlocked filing cabinet. I searched the bookcase next, but other than some pornographic picture books there was
"Well, Lieutenant?" I really had no choice. The operation was for Elke, and Elke was my responsibility. "Yes, Sir, I volunteer." The Colonel nodded as if this was expected and said, "You're relieved from all duties. I'll speak with Captain Myer. Go with the First Sergeant, and he'll explain how it's going to happen." We drove to a building some distance from the office. Something had bothered me ever since Elke came back from Choiden. "Top, they never were going after Sophie, were they?" "Lieutenant, you and I don't know the answer to that question. War and spying is nasty business, and sometimes bad things happen. No good can come to you and Elke if you let that question fester in you. "You should focus on the mission. "Right now you're going to meet the team. You're going to face a great deal of hostility from these men. They train as a team and you're breaking up the team. They know you didn't make the decision, but you're an officer. Their attitude against you doesn't make
The next morning Elke was released from the hospital. However, before she physically left the building she sat down with the First Sergeant, an intelligence officer from the 2nd Armored Division's S2 office and a sketch artist. I was politely, but firmly, told that they would be more productive if I weren't with Elke when they talked. It was obvious to me that they were trying to identify the other four women whom the Russians had either coerced or talked into spying in our regional sector. When the meeting was over Top walked over to me and said, "She's trying, Lieutenant. It's just going to take time to learn everything that she knows. "When does she go back to work? "Monday," I replied. "Why do you ask?" "Lieutenant, that's how she passes any information to the Russians—a customer comes in and buys something and the exchange is made then. I'll talk to the Colonel and make sure we have something for Elke to give them." The following Monday Elke passed on the news that in four
"She won't be really conscious for quite a while—probably until tomorrow morning. "Lieutenant, this appears to be a suicide attempt. At a minimum we have to notify the German authorities, and I would guess she'll need some psychological counseling. I'll take care..." "Major," I interrupted, "there are some things that you aren't aware of, and before you do anything I suggest you talk to Colonel Weldon or First Sergeant Franklin." He looked at me in surprise. "Isn't Colonel Weldon the Commander of the intelligence battalion?" "Sir, please talk to the Colonel or First Sergeant. "Can I see Elke now?" He considered my request and then said, "Follow me." We walked down the hall until we reached a door. He opened it and said, "Just look." Elke looked terrible. Fluids were going into her through an intravenous line, her hair was wet and plastered against her face, and an oxygen mask was over her nose and mouth. "Major, she looks awful." "Lieutenant, we saved her life; she looks wor
An hour later we came close to shore and she put on her blouse. She put her bra into the lunch bag. It was another night of slow, loving sex. When we were done I said, "I love you." She didn't answer; she was asleep. Our last day at the resort we hiked the hills again and then tried to swim in the lake. The water was ice cold and it was impossible to stay in it for more than thirty seconds. We gave up and dressed and walked to the small town two miles away and shopped for trinkets. In the early evening we were still in the town and decided to eat at a small restaurant off the main street. The fish just caught from our lake tasted great and the sweet German wine complemented the meal. Our table had a single candle burning and the light reflected off Elke's face and chest. She seemed happy. We walked back to our cabin and took our shower together to get the day's dirt off. We opened a bottle of wine and sat on the porch watching the last light of day disappear into the water. I pu
"Dave, what are you..." and she gasped as I sucked her tender, little point of pleasure. Quickly her groans became louder and she started to spasm violently as my tongue brought her to climax. She cuddled next me later and said, "No one has ever done that to me before." "Did you enjoy it?" "But should we be doing it, Dave?" "Answer me, Elke. Did you enjoy it?" "Yes, you drove me crazy with pleasure—I lost control of my body." "Then we should be doing it. Anything that I can do to give you pleasure, we should be doing." With a breakthrough in her sexual shyness, I thought it was a wonderful weekend for both of us. I wanted to sleep with her Sunday night too, but she sent me back to my base housing. Early the following day I joined Top for our ritual cup of coffee. He was always first in the office and I, being an early riser, was always the second one in. Top said, "Captain Myer tried to reach you Saturday night to see if you were free for a meeting Sunday morning. I called y
I looked forward to the weekends. I would come to her apartment early and she prepared breakfast for us. Then we would start out on our weekend plan. Sometimes it would be a day at the park where Elke and I would spread a blanket and enjoy the lunch that she had prepared. Other weekends we would take a commuter train to nearby cities and explore them. One Saturday in the late afternoon Elke took me to a beer garden on the other side of the city. The music was happy and lively, and the teenage kids danced and raced through the tables as they played their games. After a few beers Elke giggled, "Dave, you must dance to the happy music." "But Elke, I'm not a good dancer and I've never seen this type of dance before." She reached out her hand, "I will show you." The band was on break so I took the opportunity to buy another pitcher of beer for Elke and me. Just as I arrived at our table I heard a familiar voice say, "Good evening, Lieutenant." I turned and answered, "Good evening to