Featuring two newly published stories,
Quick and Dirty contains five short stories about watching and being watched.
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Collared in the Temple of Dendur: A young woman meets an older man in
the wake of a break-up and discovers her submissive side. Her Master
takes her to the Temple of Dendur exhibit in the Metropolitan Museum of
Art where she submits to letting him fuck her in public in order to earn
her collar, sealing his Dominance over her. This story features light
and sensual BDSM, public submission and sex, and a Dom that will make
your panties wet.
They were still walking by when I
felt a draft on my bottom. He had lifted my skirt, exposing my buttocks for a
moment. I felt one of his hands on my ass for a moment before he used it to
guide his cock against me. His other hand was on my back, pushing me gently
forward. Again, he spoke into my ear. "Spread your legs a little."
His cock poked my flesh several
times, trying to find the spot. He was taller than I, and this wasn't the most
convenient position for us to fuck. As he slid into my warm, tight cunt, I bit
my lip to keep from crying out. His erection was much thicker than my
ex-fiancé's, and it still filled me with a shock I didn't expect, even all
these months since that first night after the party. When his pubic hair
tickled between my ass cheeks, he said, "Now you may come, my little slut.
Do it fast. It won't take me long."
The last of the Asian tourists
entered the temple as he began fucking in and out of my cunt. The pleasure was
so intense, I no longer cared what they thought. I arched my back a little bit,
pressing my nipples against the lace of the bralette. He took the folio from me
once again and let it fall to the floor. I knew that the remaining tourists
would turn to look. I could feel their stares burning right through our façade
of normal behavior. "Put your hand in the bra cup and pinch your
nipple," he said. I complied right away, pinching harder than necessary. I
tried not to make a sound as the sensation in my cunt swelled in time with the
pain in my nipple. "Good girl. Quietly. Come for me, slut."
My fingers moved in a blur against
my clit, and I fucked back against him, trying to take him deeper despite an
angle that prohibited such motion. I was on the brink of coming, pinching and
rubbing and bucking my hips.
"Hey, professor! How are
ya?" A man's deep voice boomed over the wall of the temple.
What the Hell Are You Looking at? A quirky tale
from the perspective of a fictional onlooker to the Déjeuner sur
l'Herbe, the painting by Edouard Manet featuring two fully clothed
"dandies" and a nude woman having a picnic.
From my vantage point, I had
an unobstructed view of her and her private parts. The pink flesh between her
legs glistened with her arousal. The soft mounds of her breasts contrasted with
the hardness of her erect nipples, sending a surge of pleasure through my cock.
I quickened the pace of my hand and forced myself not to cry out and draw
attention.
The man who had been fellated
by the nude woman knelt in front of her and dipped his head between her parted
legs. His tongue touched her pussy, and she shivered a bit at that first
contact. He licked all around her clitoris, slowly at first. The woman moaned,
and her hips rocked against his mouth. I watched his tongue probing her most
private of areas, finding the spots that brought her pleasure.
Although I had heard of
cunnilingus, I had never ventured to suggest to my own wife that I perform this
wickedly sensuous act on her. This was my first true introduction to oral sex
on a woman, and while I was slightly reviled by what I saw, I knew that I would
indeed lick a woman between the legs as soon as I could arrange it. I wondered what a pussy would taste like,
remembering the musky scent that had emanated from her womanly cleft.
Conversation between the
picnickers had finally ceased, and the man whose cock had previously been in
the woman’s pussy now lowered himself to his hands and knees, straddling the
woman’s head. I saw the woman’s tongue reach to meet his cock before he plunged
it into her mouth. With a start, I realized that she must be tasting the juice
of her own pussy mixing with the pre-cum that would be pooling in his slit. My
pleasure surged at her wantonness, and I willed myself not to come just yet.
Between the Sheets: A
fictional transcript of a fictional radio show on a fictional satellite
radio station. Actress Tessa Tayes tells the Beau Stewart Show about
the time a neighbor watched her pleasuring herself while hanging
laundry.
Beau:
Why don't you just give us a look?
Nick:
Yeah. Just pull your top up for a
minute.
Tessa:
I will NOT. I'm telling you this
story instead. Stop interrupting. Seriously.
What was in that tea?
Nick:
Just keep talking, honey. This is going well.
Tessa:
(sigh) I was just wearing my bottoms, and I started
to dance a little bit.
Beau:
Was there any music?
Tessa:
No. Well, maybe I sang or
something. I don't know. I just moved.
My tits were jiggling with me, so I started jumping a little bit
too. (giggle)
Beau:
You were jumping topless without anyone to see?
Nick:
That sounds like a waste.
Tessa:
(giggle) It felt good.
It made my nipples tingle.
Beau:
Tell me. What color are your
nipples?
Tessa:
Umm . . . Kinda pinkish. Maybe more of a rose color. Why am I telling you this?
Nick:
And how big are your areolae?
Just show us with your fingers.
Tessa:
About like this.
Nick:
What's that, like the size of a quarter?
Beau:
Nah, more like a half-dollar.
Just the right size to get your lips around. Were your nipples hard?
Tessa:
Of course, so then I kinda rubbed them against the cool sheets.
Beau:
Can you demonstrate the technique you used for that? I mean, with your top still on if you insist
on it.
Tessa:
Sorta like this. Against the
sheets. It felt awesome.
Beau:
That's fuckin' hot.
Tessa:
Yeah. It was. I was getting so (giggle) turned on.
Apparently my new next-door neighbor thought it was hot too.
Beau:
In the house that was empty? Or
in another house?
Tessa:
In the FORMERLY empty house. A
new couple had just moved in that week or something.
Beau:
So who thought it was hot? A man
or a woman?
Tessa:
The man. I found out later that
he was, like, forty years old. I
happened to glance at the upstairs window, and I saw him.
Beau:
He wasn't even trying to hide?
Tessa:
No! He was just leaning towards
the window with his palms on the windowsill.
Hey, can I have more of that tea?
That was delicious.
Nick:
I'm on it.
(door
opens and closes)
Beau:
So what did you do?
Tessa:
Well, I thought I was hidden by the sheets, but that obviously wasn't
true. (giggle) I panicked. I froze and looked around for my top
first. I guess I kicked it or something
when I was dancing.
Beau:
When you were dancing or prancing?
Tessa:
(giggle) I have no idea. I kinda covered myself with a sheet and tried
to figure out what I was gonna do.
Beau:
How long did you stand there like that?
Tessa:
I don't know, but all of a sudden I heard music coming from the house
next door. He'd opened the window too.
(door
opens and closes)
Nick:
Here you go, honey. I put in a little
extra "courage."
Tessa:
Thank you.
Beau:
What song was it?
Tessa:
What?
Beau:
What song was coming from next door?
Tessa:
Oh. I don't know. Something old. I didn't recognize it, but I guessed he was
enjoying the show and wanted me to keep dancing.
Beau:
So you did, right?
Tessa:
(giggle) Yeah.
I did. (slurp)
I Won a Basket of Porn:
An award-winning,
unconventionally told story inspired by a real life premonition that
came true--that I would win a vibrator. The rest of the story is
fiction, told through fictional newspaper articles and the comments that
follow them. It's a satirical look at what can happen when everybody
gets a say, even when they don't understand the whole story. Here's an excerpt from the middle of the story:
East Lake
Gazette
August 10,
2012
EAST LAKE
SCHOOL DISTRICT INVESTIGATES ALLEGATIONS THAT TEACHER HAS BEHAVED IMMORALLY
ROBERT
KALINOWSKI, Staff Reporter
EAST LAKE – Superintendent James McAffee reported that the district is
looking into the allegations that Ms. Patricia Gray's behavior at the ELVFC
Summer Fun Fair violated the Code of Ethics signed by teachers upon being hired
in the school district. This code includes Actional Non-Criminal Misconduct,
including an immorality clause.
The attorney for the school district, Paul Ostrowski, declined to
comment, but the teachers’ union’s representative made the following statement:
“We completely support Ms. Lee’s right to act within the limits of the law
outside of school. She is legally of age to purchase alcohol, to gamble, and to
possess pornography. We are prepared to fight on her behalf to save her job.”
Our attempts to reach Ms. Gray at home were unsuccessful.
18 COMMENTS
Pastor_Dan :: 3 hours ago
Praise God! It’s about
time somebody did something about this. School starts in a few weeks. This
process will take time. They’ll need to hire a replacement. WE CANNOT HAVE A
PORNOGRAPHY LOVER TEACHING OUR CHILDREN!
Church_Lady :: 3 hours ago
Pastor Dan, the whole
town is behind you. Imogene Peterson started a prayer group on Thursday nights
to support this cause. Teachers are not like regular people. They must be held
to a higher standard.
RockOn123 :: 3 hours ago
I still can’t believe
that their was a vasket of porn. I would have spent a ton of $$ if I knew I could
win pron.
Susan_Kline :: 2 hours ago
Does anybody know what
was in the basket? Maybe we’re blowing this out of proportion for nothing.
Dorothy_Jane :: 2 hours ago
I heard that teachers
aren’t even allowed to have a facebook. I know that Miss Gray does. She
shouldn’t be aloud to send massages to kids. What if she sends porno pic. Gross
Concerned :: 2 hours ago
Teachers must be
responsible for the moral behavior of the community. Remember that football
coach that was fired because he didn’t report his assistant coach for molesting
boys? That’s how it works.
God_Is_Good :: 2 hours ago
1 John 2:16 - For all
that [is] in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and
the pride of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world.
LadiesAux :: 2 hours ago
I put the basket on
the table, so I know what was in it. I can’t even bring myself to say it.
Mr_Bill :: 2 hours ago
She was my kid’s
teacher last year. If she gets fired, does that mean that my daughter has to
repeat 2nd grade? They took away all those football players wins
away when they fired the coach for not reporting the sexual abuse by the
assistant coach in the shower at the university. I’m afraid that they’ll take
away my daughter’s second grade
WannaSurf :: 1 hour ago
I can’t beleive that
my 2nd grade teacher likes porn that is so hot
Laura_and_Steve :: 1 hour ago
She is an awesome
teacher. Leave her alone. It’s nobody’s business.
Concerned_Parent :: 1 hour ago
Does anybody know if
your child gets Mrs. Gray who you call to get your class changed? I don’t want
my son in her class.
Mias_Mom :: 1 hour ago
The school has to
understand. They’re trying their best to fire her. If my son gets her and they
won’t change it, the school will just have to pay for him to do cyberschool. If
enough parents do that, they’ll have to fire her. They won’t be able to afford
for all those kids to go cyber.
Get_Real :: 1 hour ago
I don’t think the
school district pays for cyberschool. That doesn’t make any sense.
ELEA555 :: 1 hour ago
They do in this state.
It costs about $11,000 per student per year. (state average) It comes right out
of the school budget, funded by your tax dollars.
Get_Real :: 1 hour ago
I doubt it.
ELEA555 :: 1 hour ago
Google it.
Get_Real :: less than an hour ago
I stand corrected.
Taxpayers- this is bogus. Call the superintendent. Gray has to be replaced. We
can’t afford to pay her salary, plus cyber tuition for all of her
students.
Watch
Me:
A family of five vacations in New York City. When the woman's
parents offer to take the children for the night in the adjoining hotel
room, they take advantage of the "adult time." Staying quiet so parents
and children don't hear, they exchange delicious oral sex. They up the
ante when she opens the curtains and presses her breasts against the
cold glass, begging the people in view to watch her. Excerpt:
"Shh!" I said
with a giggle as we entered the hotel room. I could hear the TV in my parents'
room through the thin wall. Frank had his arm around me, and he spun me and
pushed me back against the wall separating the bathroom from the rest of the
room. He kissed me, and he thrust his tongue along mine filling my mouth. His
hands were on my jaw, pulling my head toward him. I put my hands on his butt
and pulled him into me. We kissed hard and fast, like we used to when we were
teenagers, making out on the couch with my parents in their room down the hall.
I moaned into Frank's mouth, and felt the heat
burning between my legs. It had been weeks since our kids let us have a night
alone, and I needed a good, hard fucking. Frank's hands went to my blouse, and
he ripped it open, popping buttons onto the floor.
"Oh my god, that's hot," I murmured with
my mouth still working against his lips. His head dipped to my neck, and he
kissed along my collarbone before moving toward my cleavage. He grabbed my
breasts over my bra and groped them roughly, almost hurting me, but not quite.
"Does that turn you on, baby?" he asked.
I managed to nod just before his fingers slipped inside the top of both cups
and he gave a tug, separating them. Nothing happened on the first tug. My head
went back against the wall, and I arched my back, pressing my breasts toward
him.
He tried again, and this time, the fabric
separated with a loud ripping noise. The sound of the satin giving way sent a
fresh wave of heat through my pussy. I was getting wet, but I couldn't help but
bitch about having to replace it. "Frank! That was my favorite bra!"
I stuck my bottom lip out in what I hoped would be a very persuasive pout.
"I'll buy you two tomorrow," he said,
his voice rough with lust. I put my hand on Frank's groin. He was as aroused as
I was. He put his hands on my tits. They were just large enough fill his
calloused palms. He rubbed my nipples with his thumbs, and I rewarded him by
pulling my skirt up over my hips. He gave the hard nubs one more flick before
he grabbed my panties and shoved them down to my knees. I stepped out of them
while he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out his cock.
He grabbed my legs under my thighs and hoisted me
up, pressing me against the wall. I wrapped my feet around his ass and pulled
him into me. I was so wet, the head of his cock slipped right into my hole, and
he slammed into my pussy. "Oh, that's how you want to play it," I
said with a sexy smile. "You want to fuck me up against the wall,
huh?"
He pulled my head to him again and kissed me hard,
causing our teeth to crash together. We both laughed, but only for a split
second before he pulled out and pumped into me again. Over and over, he drilled
me against the wall while I held on for dear life. After a moment, I lost my
grip, and slid toward the floor.
Frank supported my bottom until my feet were on
the floor, and then he pushed his pants down around his thighs and pushed me to
my knees. "Suck my cock," he said in a gravelly whisper. I looked up
and smiled, and then I opened my mouth and put my hand on his shaft. It was
sticky with the juices from my pussy, and I giggled at the naughtiness of
licking it clean. I guided him into my mouth and started to lick from base to
tip. The wetness on his pubic hair tickled my face. My own scent, thick and
heady, sent a fresh wave of arousal between my legs.
"Can you taste your pussy, slut?" he
said as he tousled my hair. I nodded and smiled around his cock. I started
jacking back and forth with my hand, my fingers hitting my lips. Being a slut
made me even hotter.
"Mm-hmm," I said, running my tongue
along the underside of his erection. I put my other hand around his balls and
caressed them. They were sticky from my pussy too.
"Oh, baby. I'm not gonna last long."
I pulled my mouth off and jacked with my hand.
"Come on my tits, Frank. Make me your slut." He reached down to play
with my nipples as I moved my hand faster and faster. "C'mon, baby. Come
for me."
His whole body stiffened, and he stifled his shout
the best he could. I was glad he remembered that everybody else was next door.
I didn't want to have to remind him that my parents and children could hear us
in the middle of his orgasm. His cock shot spurt after spurt of cum on my body.
The first landed on my lower lip, another one on my chin. The rest covered my tits
with splashes of warm, thick cum.
Enjoy the pleasure of watching and being watched in these quick and dirty tales.
Morium by S.J. Hermann
