Late Saturday morning. Oliver Sawyer sat at his dining table with a cup of semi-warm coffee in his hand, pondering over the events of the previous evening.

Oliver lived in a gated community of about forty condos. The Homeowners Association had invited all residents to a ‘meet and greet’ at the community pool in the center of the unit’s square. Oliver decided to attend simply because the invitation stated beer and wine would be served along with hot dogs and hamburgers. He didn’t feel like cooking, and this seemed like an easy way to take care of dinner.

He recognized some of the attendees when he arrived. He wasn’t exactly Mr. Friendly in the neighborhood, but he did know a few people. While chatting with two men, Oliver spotted a woman he had met about a year ago. He remembered her as attractive and friendly, and he’d meant to get to know her better. But somehow that idea had been forgotten. While talking to the men, Oliver tried to keep an eye on the woman discreetly.

What is her name? he thought. She has a really nice ass. When the woman turned around, he thought, she’s got a really nice everything. Why on earth did I not follow up with her?

Finally, when he couldn’t come up with any answers to his questions, Oliver asked his friends, “Do you guys know the woman over there in the blue sundress? I met her a year ago but don’t remember her name.”

“Her name is Beth,” one of the men said. “I think she lives in 1004. She’s divorced and works from home. I talked to her at one of these things a while back. She’s very nice and has beautiful big brown eyes. My visit with her was short. I could see my wife watching and thought it was wise to end the conversation.”

“That was a good decision,” Oliver said with a laugh.

The third man in the conversation asked, “How long have you been divorced, Oliver?”

“A little over five years,” he answered.

“Ever have any regrets?” the man asked.

“My wife was great in the sack,” Oliver told the men. “But that was about the only thing real in our relationship. She had the opportunity to take a job promotion in another state and jumped at it. I wished her luck.”

“If I were you,” the first man said, “I’d jump on Beth. She’s pretty, smart, has a good job, and probably needs some lovin’ from a single man.”

Oliver finished the beer in his hand, saying, “I think I’ll take your advice.” He put the bottle down and casually walked over to Beth.

When he approached, the woman turned and smiled at him.

“Hi. I’m Oliver Sawyer. Do you remember me?”

“Of course I do,” she said, holding out her hand. “How are you, Oliver?”

“Well, now that I know you remember me, I’d say I’m doing quite well.”

“It doesn’t take you long to get to the sweet talk,” she replied with a laugh.

“We met a while back,” he said. “As I recall, your unit is close to mine. I’m in 1010.”

“Right!” she said. “I’m just three doors down from you. Your unit is probably the same as mine.”

“I think it’s a mirror image,” he replied. “I’ve been in my place for about four years now. How about you?”

“Three years,” she answered. “I work from home quite a bit, so turning the third bedroom into an office was great for me.”

“I did the same thing,” Oliver told her. “I use the smaller room upstairs.”

“Me too!” Beth laughed. “We have something in common.”

“I’m a key account rep for my company and work at home as much as I’m out making customer calls,” he explained. “What kind of work do you do?”

“I’m a lawyer,” she said. “Not the horrible kind of lawyer everyone hates. I’m in corporate law. I have an office in the company headquarters, but prefer working alone as much as possible.”

As Beth talked, Oliver wondered why he hadn’t pursued this woman after meeting her the first time. She was bright and articulate. Now that he was close, he could see that she had an excellent body. Oliver thought about his uncle, who was a rancher down in Texas. He would have said, “Boy, are you just plum eat up with the dumb ass? Why ain’t you chasin’ that woman?”

Their conversation had lasted until the party began to break up. Beth suggested they go to her place where she had another bottle of wine.

Sitting at his table on Saturday morning, Oliver remembered what had happened after they were inside Beth’s condo. She had produced a nice bottle of red wine and asked Oliver to open it while she found the proper glasses. Once the bottle was opened, Beth offered to decant it, saying it would only take a few minutes. While they waited, the storm hit.

After setting down the bottle, Beth turned to Oliver, and their eyes met and locked in a look that turned to hot lust.

Oliver remembered that, for a reason he could not comprehend, he’d taken Beth by the hair and pulled her into a fierce embrace. Their lips met, and they were immediately consumed by a burning, yearning need.

Oliver had always been a gentle man. He considered himself a good lover, but never overly demanding, and certainly not dominant. Suddenly he became a different man. As their tongues tangled, he grabbed Beth’s ass, pulling her tightly against him, making her feel his instant erection.

As they kissed, his hand moved under the hem of her sundress. He found, to his enjoyment, that Beth was wearing thong panties, and he quickly grasped one of her bare ass cheeks. He was greeted with a short gasp of pleasure that pleased him.

Oliver turned Beth around so that her butt was pressed against his crotch. When he began kissing her neck, Beth gasped, but made no effort to stop him. With the skill of a surgeon, his hand slipped inside the front of her panties. When his finger found its target, he found her hot and wet. He was pleased to find no pubic hair. With his other hand, Oliver unzipped her sundress, letting the straps fall off her shoulders.

As he kissed her neck and fingered her pussy, Beth gasped again. “What are you going to do to me, Oliver?”

As he remembered the incident, Oliver was still amazed at his own actions. He recalled saying, “I plan to fuck your hot, wet pussy until you can’t walk. Then I’m going to let you taste my spunk when I shoot it in your mouth. When I’m finished, I may just flip you over and take your gorgeous ass!”

Her reply was to gulp and whisper, “Oh my.”

He could feel her whole body quiver. “That’s what you want, isn’t it, Beth? You want to be taken like a slut and used.”

Beth had only whimpered, and her pussy seemed to gush her hot fluids.

“Say it, Beth!” he had demanded. “You want to be used!”

Finally, she blurted out, “Yes, Oliver! That’s what I want! Use me like the slut I am!”

In his mind’s eye, Oliver could see how he practically ripped her panties off, leaning her over the countertop and pressing her breasts down against the cold stone. He dropped his trousers and boxers before pressing his hardness against her wet opening. “Tell me you want it!” he shouted while he slapped her ass.

“Yes, give it to me!” she nearly screamed.

Oliver remembered how hot and wet her pussy was as he pressed his cock inside her. When he began thrusting into her, he was excited when Beth began saying over and over, “Yes! Yes! Yes! That's so good!”

It took only a short time for Beth to reach her first orgasm. Her entire body shook, and he could feel her juices seeping out, coating his balls and running down his thighs.

Still pounding Beth, Oliver was pleased that he was lasting longer than usual. Beth seemed to be in a frenzy, moaning and pushing back against his thrusts. He pulled her chest off of the countertop, grasping her lovely breasts. She was almost standing upright while he continued to pound her.

“Oh, Fuck!” she cried out when her second climax hit her so hard she squirted all over him. She mumbled something, and he stopped moving. Oliver pulled out and stood back to watch Beth’s body slide down from the counter and slipped onto her knees on the kitchen floor.

After a few seconds, Beth lifted her head, smiling at Oliver. “I guess you weren’t kidding when you said you were going to fuck me until I couldn’t walk. My legs feel like jelly.”

Oliver could see how it all happened in his mind’s eye. For a reason he did not understand, his hands slipped into her hair, pulling her face to his granite-hard cock. Without a word, Beth kissed the tip of his member, looked up, and said, “Are you going to fuck my mouth now?”

He remembered that he finished what he had started. Holding her head, he pumped into her mouth until he shot his load. It seemed to go on forever, blast after blast of hot spunk. Oliver didn’t release her head until he felt her swallow. Only then did he let go of Beth’s hair.

Looking down at her pretty face with traces of jizz on it, he said, “You enjoyed that, didn’t you?”

“I haven’t done that since I was in college. I’d forgotten how much I enjoyed it.”

Holding out his hands, Oliver said, “Let me help you up.”

“I don’t think I have the strength to stand,” Beth said with a giggle. “You did just what you promised.”

Oliver stooped and picked Beth up, holding her in his arms like she was a baby. Pulling her to him, Oliver kissed her, tasting his cum on her lips. While that was something that had rarely happened to him, tasting his own spunk seemed to excite him even more.

Since Beth’s home mirrored his own unit, he knew exactly where the bedroom was. Carrying her down the short hallway, he dropped Beth across her bed. Looking down at her naked body, Oliver said, “I’m not through with you, Beth.”

Bending over, he put his hands behind her knees, spreading her legs wide apart and opening her vaginal lips to display her treasure. Oliver mumbled, “And now for dessert.”

Dropping his face to her juicy opening, Oliver slowly ran his tongue from her anus to her clit. When Beth gasped, he concentrated his tongue on her hardened nub and slipped two fingers inside her pussy. For the next several minutes, Oliver worked her clit with his tongue while stroking her sensitive spot with his fingers until she shook with a massive orgasm.

Beth’s entire body trembled while she groaned, “Oh, fuck!”

Oliver had never been more excited. He climbed up on the bed, slamming his steel hard cock deep inside her. He gave her a passionate kiss before saying, “Now you’re going to get fucked again.”

For the next several minutes, he pounded her with a savage fury. Thinking back on it, Oliver decided that Beth must have had several more orgasms. He remembered that his balls were coated with her juices. Beth hooked her heels around his thighs, trying her best to hold on. Her moans and cries got louder until they were screams of joy and pleasure.

When Oliver reached his next orgasm, he filled her with his hot, slimy spunk until it seeped out around his still hard cock. His chest was pressed against hers while he panted, trying to catch his breath. When finally he had his breathing under control, he found that Beth had passed out. He slowly pulled out of her creamy passage, kissed each of her nipples, and pulled the bedspread over her naked body. After dressing in the kitchen, Oliver slipped quietly out the front door, returning to his own condo.

Now, sitting at his dining table, considering the night’s activities, Oliver was still in disbelief at the things he’d said and done. The man who ravaged Beth’s lovely body was a stranger to him. Never, in all of his experience, had he done the things he did and used the language he had. “Where did that come from?” he said aloud. The thought formed in his mind… she must have liked it. It must have excited her.

Oliver was startled when his doorbell rang.

Peeking through the window on the side of his front door, Oliver saw Beth standing on his doorstep, looking down at her feet. He studied her for a moment before opening the door. She was wearing an oversized T-shirt that hung to mid-thigh. Her nipples were obvious, poking through the cotton cloth.

Opening the door, Oliver smiled as if surprised. “Hi, Beth. Please come in,” he said while standing aside so that his visitor could enter. When he closed the door, Beth pressed her back against it, giving him a shy smile.

“How nice of you to visit?” he said. “You’ve never been here before.”

“No, I haven’t,” she said softly. “It’s not that I didn’t want to visit you, but before last night, you’d never shown much interest in me.”

“I guess I’m kind of a shy guy,” Oliver lied. “Last night we had a chance to get acquainted.”

“Boy did we ever,” she said. “I don’t know that I’ve ever come to know anyone better than I did you last night.”

“It was a great night,” Oliver said seriously.

Beth looked up into his eyes, speaking softly. “I’ve never had a night like that, Oliver. Never. I’ve never had a man talk to me the way you did. I’ve never had a man take me the way you did. It was the most erotically exciting time I’ve known.”

“I’m not sure if you are suggesting it was good or bad.”

“Oh, it was most certainly good. I’ve never experienced anything like it. You, of course, aren’t my first man. I was married for several years. But last night was outrageous. I lost count of the number of orgasms I had.”

Oliver studied her again before speaking. She had answered his question about his behavior. Obviously, she had liked an aggressive man. Now, could he continue the act? He took a breath and said, “Beth, what are you saying?”

Her big brown eyes seemed to plead with him. “Please, Oliver, fuck me again. I’ve never been taken like that before, and it was amazing. I was your willing slut. I’ve thought about it all morning and decided that perhaps you discovered the true me.”

“Tell me what you want, Beth,” he said while putting his hand on her cheek. “Say the words.”

“I want you to take me. I want you to fuck my mouth and my pussy. Use me as you will.”

Oliver pulled the t-shirt over her head, finding that she was naked underneath. “If I do that, I’ll also be fucking your gorgeous ass. That’s what you want, isn’t it?”

Beth quivered. “Oh, my god, yes!”

Oliver folded her into a long, passionate kiss. His hands found her ass cheeks, pulling her tightly against his quickly forming erection. “Say it again,” he whispered in her ear.

“Fuck me, please, Oliver,” she gasped while her hands were tearing at his belt.

He moved one hand from her butt to between her legs, finding her to be dripping wet. “Have you masturbated today?” he whispered.

“Fuck yes!” she answered, her fingers finding his zipper and pulling it down. “I woke up about 5:00 this morning and had to pee. When I got to the bathroom, I found that your cum was running down my leg. I got it on my finger and put it in my mouth. It excited me so much I got myself off sitting on the toilet. When I got back in bed, my pussy was tingling, and I did it again. Now I want the real thing. I want your hard cock inside me.”

Beth pulled his pants down and dropped to her knees. When the head of his thick, stiff cock was in her face, she groaned and took it into her mouth.

“You like sucking cock?” he asked.

She stopped long enough to say, “I love sucking your cock.”

Oliver let her continue for a couple of minutes before pulling her to her feet and leading her by the hand to his living room sofa. Once there, he sat down, pointed to his erection, and said, “Get on and ride me. Show me how much you want it.”

Beth didn’t hesitate a second. She mounted him and dropped down, taking him as deeply as it would go. “Oh, fuck!” she moaned. “Yes!”

Oliver wished he had a camera mounted to record that mating. Beth was vocally appreciative and physically active. Her pussy was so wet he could feel her juices covering his balls, just as they had the previous evening.

“Rub your tits in my face,” he demanded.

When she complied, he said, “I may have to spank your sexy ass before I fuck it.”

Beth shuddered before having her first orgasm. Her pussy squeezed his cock like a fist. After only a few seconds, Beth began moving again, saying, “More! I want more!”

While she bounced up and down and ground her pussy against his cock, Oliver decided that he was through being a ‘nice guy.’ From now on he would be demanding and take what he wanted.

Feeling he was near his first orgasm, Oliver said, “I’m close, Beth. Get on your knees and take me in your mouth.” He could feel a current of excitement run through her body as she quickly pulled off of his member and dropped onto her knees between his legs.

“Yes!” she said while sliding her hand up and down his slippery cock until he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her mouth down to cover it. When her fingers wrapped around his balls, Oliver delivered a torrent of hot spunk into her mouth. Like last night, he didn’t let go of her until he felt her swallow.

When he let her up, Beth saw that his thick cock was still hard. She immediately remounted him and began grinding again. Beth had quickly moved back into the frenzy state, pressing hard, begging for more. “Squeeze my tits,” she demanded. “Slap my ass!”

Having just had an orgasm, Oliver didn’t have a lot of feeling in the head of his member. He felt like he could let her move like she was for an hour before reaching another blast. But he was about to receive a surprise. After a couple of minutes of her gyrations and cries of pleasure, Beth stopped, lifting herself off of his cock. She gave Oliver a long, passionate kiss.

The kiss excited him because he could taste his spunk on her tongue and feel her sweaty breasts rubbing against his chest. As she kissed him, Beth moved to position her rosebud over his wet member. He knew instantly what she was doing, but sat still to see if she would actually finish what she had started.

Beth pressed her ass down on his hard shaft, and he could feel her relax. Seconds later, Oliver could feel her begin to press her anal opening down against his hardness. He held his breath while feeling the head of his cock slip through her tight orifice, slowly moving deeper and deeper into her ass.

When she had taken all of him, Beth groaned, “Oh, fuck yes!” and began to move up and down, gaining speed with each new thrust. “Fuck yes!” she cried out again. “Take my ass, Ollie. Oh, my god, it’s so good!”

Beth fucked her ass with his stiff rod for almost five minutes before being racked by a massive orgasm. She squirted her juices over his belly and collapsed on his chest, her body quivering with delight and exhaustion.

When her breathing was almost under control, Oliver said, “I’m going to guess you’ve done that before.”

She looked up at him and smiled. “Yeah, when I was a senior in high school. My steady boyfriend and I wanted to have sex, but I was afraid of getting knocked up. So, we started having anal sex, and we both really enjoyed it. My ex-husband told me he thought ‘backdoor’ was nasty, and I just stopped thinking about it until you mentioned it. It’s really fucking great, don’t you think?”

“You’ve convinced me,” he laughed. “By the way, did you just call me Ollie?”

“Yes, I did,” Beth said with a grin. “Would you rather I didn’t?”

“As long as you fuck me like that, girl, I don’t care what you call me.”

Oliver’s cock was still hard, lodged in her ass. “Get on your knees and put your chin on the couch,” he demanded. When she moved into the position, Oliver once again admired her shapely behind before giving each cheek a solid slap. “You liked that so much, let’s try it again in a different position.”

This time his cock slid into her ass easily. He had to admit to being excited at the view as he could see his thick member gliding in and out of her gaping opening. It didn’t take long for Beth to get loud again. “Oh, fuck yes, baby!” she called out. “Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass!”

Her next orgasm set him off, bringing him to another blast of hot spunk. Oliver drove his member as deeply into her as possible before filling her. Her anal canal filled with hot cum made him slide easily. He kept going until his strength gave out.

When Oliver finally pulled out and dropped down beside her, Beth covered him with kisses once again. “I’d forgotten how much I loved having a cock in my ass,” she whispered in his ear. “I hope you’ll want to do this again.”

“You can count on it,” he laughed. “Anything that makes you that loud is on my list of things to do.”

“Am I loud?” she asked, acting embarrassed.

“Perhaps you didn’t notice,” as he grasped one of her breasts. “You were loud and talked dirty. And I loved it.”

Twenty minutes later they moved to his bedroom and spent several hours pleasuring each other on his bed. They stopped long enough to eat and later to pour wine. Their sex finally stopped long after dark when they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

On Sunday morning, Oliver was awakened by Beth taking his cock in her mouth. She began a new session that lasted for nearly an hour.

While they lay side by side trying to catch their breath, Oliver said, “It’s pretty obvious that you completely enjoy sex. Do you have other partners?”

“No, not really,” she confided. “I haven’t been with another man since my divorce.”

“Then what do you do for sex? I can’t imagine you going without it.”

“I have a drawer full of some well-used toys,” she replied. “And about once every three or four months my old college roommate comes to town on business and spends the weekend with me.”

“So… you’re into lesbian sex?”

“I would just say that I enjoy sex. I’m certain if I were fully lesbian, I would be searching for other female partners. Patti and I used to practice sex on each other when we were freshmen living in a dorm. We stayed together for four years and were ready to help out when one of us got horny and didn’t have a man readily available. We both prefer cock.”

Oliver positioned himself between Beth’s legs, his semi-hard member touching her dripping pussy. “Maybe the next time Patti comes to town we could share a bed together. If you both love cock, I’d be happy to be your supplier.”

Putting her arms around Oliver’s neck and wrapping her legs around his middle, Beth said, “I’m not sure I’d want to share you, but it might be interesting. It’s something I’ve thought about but never tried.”

The discussion of having a threesome lit a new fire in both of them that began a new round of heavy breathing and bodies crashing together.

Their weekend sex party didn’t break up until Monday morning. Oliver fixed breakfast before Beth walked back to her condo.

Over the weekend, Oliver had discovered he was great at being dominant. He was a different person with Beth. He turned into an animal that Beth seemed to appreciate.

Beth had learned she loved being an obedient slut. She had rediscovered that she completely enjoyed a hard cock in her ass. On her discovery list, Beth found taking a blast of spunk in her mouth was exhilarating and something she wanted to include on her ‘things to do’ list.

For the next two years they shared their bodies no less than twice a week. Beth continued to be loud. Oliver (or Ollie) remained assertive and demanding. Nothing was considered out of bounds. One night he brought in another man. A few weeks later, she brought in her college roommate. The two of them shared their fantasies and loved every minute.

Oliver discovered that Beth had a bit of an exhibitionist streak. But… that’s another story for another day.

Edited by ChrisM