Cloe's Desires

Three months after my arrival, I had settled into sleeping late. After 45 minutes of exercise, including setups and other body stretches, I was ready to conquer the day. By 3:00, I was usually at the pool working on my tan and waiting for Tony.

I always knew I had an exhibitionist streak. Being blessed with a height of 5'7", a breast size of 36 DD, and what many have described as 'dancer legs', I've had a problem attracting the attention I desire. I intend to 'show' myself to others.

I was never a fitness freak. but I wanted to delay aging as long as possible, and became more aware of my body tone. I wanted to be able to wear clothing that would draw attention to myself, and I knew cellulite was something I wanted to avoid as long as possible. My baby, Tony, wanted me to be his 'arm candy' and I appreciated a man who did.

Tony and I dined at a nice restaurant in Orlando the other night. I wore a short white skirt, a blue tube top, and my 3" lucite heels at his request. The man loves to 'show me off. 'I don't have a problem with the idea, but hopefully, I don't come across as a floozy.

The dinner was delicious and hot. I had three drinks and felt lightheaded as we left the establishment. The top was down on the Benz, and the day's heat lingered.

I wanted to tease my man, so as I sat down in my seat, I pulled my skirt up around my hips and exposed my cleanly shaven pubes.

"Oh, I like that!" Tony exclaimed.

I don't believe we drove a mile before he had his hand on my slit. I adjusted my hips to allow his fingers to find my clitoris. Mmm, I loved it.

As he drove, I found the man had fantastic digital manipulations, and he had me pulling down the tube top and cupping my breasts.

"Gawd, don't stop," I shouted. I pushed myself against his hand.

"Cloe, I can't believe you're so uninhibited. Seeing you right now is unbelievable, and I do not care about being seen as I get you off.

"Baby, I don't give a damn who sees me. Why should I? I'm a grown woman and love you fingering me."

"So, what are your limits?" Tony probed.

"Limits? If you keep doing what you're doing, I will not have any limits. Why? Give me another drink, and you can go with me."

"Be careful. You might let your mouth overload your butt."

"You mean my ass? Why haven't you probed that area yet? I'm experienced, and you might find that my ass isn't off limits." I said.

"Are you serious? I've never met a woman who would admit she enjoyed anal sex. You're unreal."

I was on the verge of cumming. I hated to do it, but I had to stop him. As I pushed his hand away from my vagina, I leaned over and rubbed my left boob against his arm.

You need to get me to my apartment before I lose this buzz. One more drink, and you'll learn more than you might want to know about me."

I felt the car jerk forward, so we almost missed the entrance to our complex.

I almost ran into my condo because I needed to pee like a racehorse. After finishing, I ditched the skirt and returned to the living room with the tube top around my hips, still wearing my heels.

Tony was holding a glass of clear liquid.

"Here you go--a nice gin and tonic."

I foolishly drank a third of the glass before I realized it was probably 90% gin. "Damn, Honey! You want to get in my ass, don't you? This is enough to make my whole body numb. I want to be able to enjoy it, too."

I knew my dirty talk would drive him wild.

Within seconds, Tony was pushing against me and fondling my right breast. I began fumbling with the grasp on his trousers and was able to get them and his underwear down in one swift motion. His cock was bouncing up and down. Ready.

I lowered myself and kissed the tip of his rod. Cupping his balls, I took half of this penis in my mouth and to the back of my throat. Looking up, I could see him watching me. I bobbed on him several times and then stood.

"I need to go to the bathroom and get lubed. Why don't you find some music on the stereo? I'll be right back."

I kissed him and turned. Jutting out my ass, I said, "Baby, it's going to be fabulous!"

I felt so naughty. I knew I would be a mess once I sobered up tomorrow. But, hey, a girl needed to 'go for it" occasionally.

Once in the bathroom, I found my makeup bag, and thank goodness, I still had an AnalEase tube. That stuff is excellent for reducing the friction of the first entry.

I uncapped the tube, and, standing in front of my mirror, I turned and looked over my shoulder; I filled my hand with the lubricant and, spreading my legs, applied the first application. The coolness of the liquid feels good. I eased a finger into my butt and opened myself. Mmm, nice. Over the next minute, I had reapplied the substance and was slipping three of my fingers in easily.

Turning, I washed my hands and checked my makeup in the mirror. Maybe just a little more lip gloss to coat Tony's dick as I got him ready to take me.

Walking back into the living room, I put an extra sway in my hips. Smiling, I asked, "Are you sure you want to fuck my ass?" I was standing in a model's pose with my hands on my hips.

"Honey, don't have any doubt. I want it more than life itself."

Moving to him, I kissed him hotly and grasped his cock. Damn, Hee was like a rock.

"Let's use the back of the couch." I led him to the couch by his cock.

The music he picked was from a black-oriented station, and the hard beat would be perfect.

"Do me, stud," I said in my naughty tone.

Turning, I placed my hand on the top of the furniture piece and spread my legs. I hoped my heels would give the appropriate height for entry. I reached back and pulled Tony by his hips to me.

"Sugar, I want this as much as you do. Remember that. I'm lubed and should be ready. If I say stop, it's only to let me reposition myself. OK?"

"Yes"

OK, Baby, give me your cock." I informed him.

I felt the tip of his penis searching for my opening. He was a little low, so I spread my legs to let him enter me.

"Ah, yeah! Right there. Mmm, go slow."

I felt the head of his rod entering me. Tony isn't the largest tool I've taken, but it had been a while since I had given up my anus.

"Am I hurting you?" Tony asked sincerely.

"Do you want to hurt me, Big Man?" I teased him.

"No, of course not," he responded.

"Damn, I was hoping for a good hurt!" I said. "Push it in. I'll let you know if it's too much."

Tony fed his penis into me. I could tell he wasn't all in.

"Now, trust it in and out. I'll tell you when I want it all." I told him.

The fullness feels wonderful. I found myself pushing back against him.

"Now, I want to tell all. Give it to me." I urged.

I savored the fullness. I wanted it and found myself telling my man to fuck me.

Tony began to slip his cock in and out in short strokes. He never let the head escape my ass and soon was going at me perfectly.

"Oh, Honey, I love this. Don't you ever refuse me an ass fucking." I said. "Are you enjoying me?"

"Hell, yes. Damn, your butt is so hot. It feels as if you are swallowing me whole."

"Give it to me a little harder. Use me as your slut. You want me to be your slut, don't you? Your piece of ass to show everyone you own me? Showing me off to everyone? Is my body being offered to every admirer? I bet I can be that woman you always wanted to answer your kinkiest desires."

"Gawd, Cloe, I'm going to cum! Should I stop? I don't know if I can." Tony said.

"No, Baby, bang my ass. Show me you're in control." I urged him.

Feeling Tony's body stiffen, I knew he was shooting his load. I gave him myself, and I felt good doing so.

His cock stayed in me for almost a minute. As he withdrew, I knew there would be a mess escaping me. All his cum would flow down my ass slit and onto my thighs. I stayed leaning over the back of the couch.

"See what you caused?" I teased. "You shot all this in my ass, and I am leaking now. I feel so used. AND wonderful. Thank you, Baby."

Finally standing, I turned to find Tony had gone to the kitchen to get paper towels to clean up our mess. I reached back and saw my ass still gaping from our fun. I smiled to myself. I still can turn a man into butter.

I needed my release and knew how I wanted to achieve it. I walked into the bathroom and got a bath towel. Returning to the couch, I half lay on one end and splayed myself with one foot on the floor, my other knee up, and my heel on the seat cushion.

"Sit on that chair and learn. " I told Tony. "Give me the rest of my drink, and watch me pleasure myself. You're going to find out just what a woman you have."

Tony did as instructed. I downed the remaining liquid, dropped the glass on the carpet, and smiled at him. "Tony, I still am flying high, and you'll probably hear more than I should say. But, hell, if not now, maybe you will never get the chance."

I put my right hand on my pubic area and used my first two fingers to open my wet pussy. I found my clit and began to rub it lightly.

"Sometimes I wonder if I'm abnormal." I looked at Tony's eyes and saw him watching the probing of my vagina. "Sometimes I think I have desires that most people would cause most to think I'm a sex addict looking for the ultimate rush."

"I was never satisfied with the lovemaking from my last marriage. It didn't matter what we did; I would find myself fantasizing about more and different ways it could have been better."

Tony was watching me, and I realized I was now using three fingers to enter my puss. Looking at him, I raised my other hand from my lap and began to pull on my right nipple. "Do you like my breasts, Honey? Are they too flabby for you? They were 'grade A' when I was younger. I could draw attention anytime I wanted by arching my back or showing more cleavage when I would squeeze my arms together."

Seeing Toney looking at my nipple play. I added, "Sometimes I think of getting my nipples pierced so I can wear hoops in them. The ultimate would be two half-inch hoops with a gold chain attached to hang down. I would love to show it off with open blouses. Would that turn you on, too?"

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He was now beginning to jerk on his cock. Good.

"Sometimes I think about being naked with a group of men watching me as I masturbate. Using my fingers, dildos, and other toys. I wanted a Sybian for a while, but being fucked by a machine without someone watching, I think, would get boring."

I realized I was unconsciously squeezing my boob now. I removed my fingers from my vagina and raised that hand to my other tit. Looking at Tony, I began to grasp each breast in my hands and massage each. Seeing him watching me, I handled my boobs firmly and soon was pulling my nipples and twisting them. I laid my head back and worked on my teeth until a searing pain rang through each one. Without hesitation, I brought myself to a body-wracking orgasm.

I must have blacked out for a moment because the next thing I realized was Tony sitting next to me on the couch and holding my head on his chest.

Somewhat embarrassed, I said, "Sorry, Baby, I got carried away. I'm sorry."

He kissed me on the forehead and said, "That was the most amazing event I've ever seen. I don't know what to say other than I love you more than ever."

Tony eased the awkwardness that followed: "Cloe, hearing you tell me your desires shows we're at a level of honesty with each other. Nothing you said makes me care less about you, and knowing your 'wants' will probably open up a new lifestyle for us. I am the luckiest man in the world."

"Baby, I'm not a freak, am I? Sex is important to me. Maybe more than it is with other women. I've always said I don't want to be sitting in a rocking chair in my later life and saying, 'Damn, I wish I had tried that.' "

"I'm flexible to anything you want to discuss. Hell, as long as it doesn't draw blood or cause death, I'm in."

"Don't forget to say that," I told him. "Now, let's shower and see if I can get that cock of yours up one more time."