Amy's Journey Ch. 01

Where do I start? Well, to get us going, maybe a bit about me. I'm Joshua Morgan, 36, I live in London England, and I'm happily divorced. I've never written about myself before, but the events of the last few months have upended my life, and I feel a need to share my experience. I run and go to the gym regularly and although probably a bit biased, I would say I'm attractive. I'd always been promiscuous and active with the opposite sex and up until my marriage, had spread my seed far and wide at every opportunity. That all stopped when I got married but marriage turned out to be a mistake and within three years, Emily and I had separated and were heading for divorce.

I'm owner and director of a management consultancy based in the City of London. I'd like to say I built it from scratch but in truth, I inherited it from my father when he passed away unexpectedly a year ago. His death wasn't a complete surprise given he was a workaholic and had inability to relax. I promised myself I wouldn't go the same way, so now in the chief executive role, I manage from a distance and make sure I don't overexert myself. We employ over a hundred people and have been expanding with new very lucrative work steadily coming in. A couple of months ago we completed the financials for 2025 which included the hire of a further twenty-four staff.

One of those new roles was a Chief of Staff to work for and support me. My top team short-listed five people and after initial interviews forwarded two to me; candidate one was Marcus Atherton, a senior executive at one of our competitors with candidate two being Amy Stonebridge who had worked extensively and had experience in investment banking. Both had excellent credentials, and I arranged to interview them back-to-back that same week. Marcus was impressive with a strong resumé, clear track record and ample experience. I'm sure he could have done a sterling job. My decision however was sealed as Marcus left, and ten minutes later Amy was shown into my office.

Have you ever had an experience in life where you meet someone and the electrical chemistry just crackles. It did with Amy, and my mind was made up in the first ten seconds. I know I shouldn't make decisions based on emotion, but Amy was undoubtedly the most gorgeous, sexy, alluring creature I had met in my entire life. Standing 5'8" tall, she had a drop-dead smoking hot body, slim legs, tight arse, narrow waist and firm, high perky tits. All topped off with a model-like face and long flowing wild ginger hair; in that one instant, my world changed, and I was in love or was it lust.

I spent an hour asking Amy random questions but, in all honesty, I'd already made up my mind, her sultry gravelly voice raising serious attention in my groin region; it was all I could do to stay professional. I watched as she left the room, heels clicking, her pert arse wiggling and those lovely ginger locks cascading down her back. We made her the job offer the same day and within two weeks she started. Initially I did my best to stay professional, but it only took a couple of days for the flirting to start. Amy had a great sense of humour and knew very well the effect she had on the men around her. Several times she caught me dwelling on her luscious curves. Nothing was said but I knew, and she knew I knew I'd been rumbled. Over a few weeks we became friends, and our conversations extended from work topics to family and personal discussions.

After a particularly hectic few days at work, I mentioned in conversation that I was going for a couple of beers after work. I wasn't inviting anyone as it was just my way of unwinding, but Amy invited herself and we enjoyed beer and wine huddled in the corner of the local wine-bar. We talked about family, my ex and the divorce and her telling me about her husband, John. He was a banker in Canary Wharf. They didn't have children yet, enjoying the vibrant London nightlife. A few more wines and although not drunk, we were both getting a bit tipsy. Amy went to the loo and on her way back leaned over getting into the booth, purposely revealing far more cleavage than was necessary. I could see where this was going but I had no idea as it turned out, what a relationship I was about to have with my new Chief of Staff. As she sat, I openly eyed her, taking in her gorgeous curves.

"Do you like what you see?" she asked, seductively. I did a double take and just nodded; she grinned leaning in a bit closer.

"Good" was her only response although the sly grin wasn't lost on me.

We disposed of a few more rounds and I started thinking it was time to make a move home. Amy though was clearly getting more relaxed with each round, and the topics were getting more risqué. She commented that "that girl at the bar's arse looks lovely. Do you like it." I most certainly did.

Finally, without any provocation, Amy confessed to me that she and her husband had a huge sexual fantasy. She recounted it thus: we have this fantasy Josh, and it goes like this; we all meet up at a posh hotel. John and I check into a room, and you check into a separate room, but we don't know each other's room numbers. We agree a time for you and me to meet in the bar. I have prepared in our room and part of that preparation is to strip John naked, shave his pubic hair, drench his cock and balls in sex lube and tie them up tightly, I mean really tightly. We have ropes we use for that she confided. I can tell you he is quite well endowed but sometimes I tie them up and leave him until they're almost turning blue. Then I gag him, tie him stretched and spreadeagled to the bed and leave him there whilst I come to fuck you. We meet in the bar and after a few rounds to loosen up, we go up to your room. You blindfold me so that I don't know which room you're in, and when in the room, I am your fucktoy to use and abuse; we fuck each other's brains out. The only item I leave with John is his phone which I call him on so that he can hear and probably see us fucking. Even if he got lose, which he won't, he wouldn't know which room we were in. Hopefully, you will have the stamina Josh for a good night, but at the end, once we have fucked the night away, we go back to my room, and you and John fuck me together. Amy waited a few seconds then asked cautiously watching me... "what do you think?"

I looked her over again, considering how much I want to plunge my hard cock into her that very second.

"That's a pretty hot fantasy." I reply, my mind racing at the thought that I might actually get the chance to make my fantasy real and fuck my Chief of Staff.

"Are you serious?" I ask.

"Completely" she replied. "It's one of our favourite fantasies. We've never made it real, but you really turn me on Josh. I want you to fuck me. If you hadn't figured it out, and I think you have, I'm a bit of a nymphomaniac. I need hot hard sex daily and sometimes John struggles to keep up with me. I've discussed it with him, and he agrees! I couldn't believe my ears but who am I to look a gift horse in the mouth.

"OK, Amy I'm in, but I have two conditions"

"Shoot" she replied.

"Condition one is no condoms. If we're doing this, I want to feel the real you and condition two is that you will be my complete and total submissive fuck toy. You will do everything I instruct without question, and we won't stop fucking and go back to John until I say so. Do you agree Amy?"

I saw her quiver at my raw words and slowly nod agreement.

"Was that a yes?" I asked.

"Yes, Joshua I agree."

I didn't want her to get nerves, back out and miss the opportunity to get to grips with Amy's perfect awesome fuckable body. It was a Friday night, so I told her that we were going to meet up the next day on Saturday night. We agreed to meet at the Hilton Metropole, on Edgware Road at 7:00pm. I quickly called her a cab and sent her home, avoiding any further discussion. It was Amy's job to make sure her husband was on-side, but she didn't think that would be a problem. Hopefully it wasn't the alcohol talking. Apparently, this had been a joint fantasy of theirs for years and Amy confided that meeting me was the trigger to making it real. I was privately quite proud of that.

What I didn't tell my future lover though was that I too was quite well-endowed in the trouser department and over the years, I'd developed considerable stamina and was able to keep going for several hours, to the point where several previous lovers had struggled to keep up with me. I fully expected to give Amy a fucking she would never ever forget.

I got home and immediately booked a room; the Octagon Suite seemed appropriate. I planned to get there early as I didn't want to bump into Amy and John at check-in. I couldn't get her out of my mind. Not only was she physically the hottest woman I had ever met, but under that classy, polished veneer, she was also a dirty wanton slut. I had no problem with that and determined that I would use every bit of my considerable experience to give her the best fucking she'd ever had. I went to sleep completely content and preparing for the fun in-store the following night.

On Saturday morning I rose, showered and had breakfast. I determined to have a quiet day to keep all my energy for the night. I went for a short run and lunched on fish and salad. Packing an overnight bag, I showered and dressed for the night, new boxers, chinos and a plain shirt. I wasn't overly concerned with clothing as it was clear it wasn't going to be on that long. I called an Uber and arrived at the Hilton at 5pm. Checking in, I showered again and put on some porn, just to get into the mood. The women were hot but not as hot as Amy. My cock was throbbing and semi-hard but there was no way I was going to touch myself. I was determined that the next direct stimulation I was going to get was Amy's hand or mouth.

I closed my eyes, laying on the bed and drifting off into a half-horny sleep, fantasising about what I was going to do to Amy's lovely body. The clock ticked to 6pm and I thought they would be in the hotel by now. 6:30 and John would be preparing. 6:45 and Amy would have him tied to the bed; my level or arousal increased. 6:50 and I had one final task, I popped a Viagra, which I'd never done before and left my room, heading down to the bar. At 6:55 I'm sitting at a quiet bar. I ordered a Southern Comfort and lemonade, loads of ice. I take the first sip just as Amy appears. If it's possible, she's even more steamy and erotic than previously. Dressed in a cream pencil skirt and silk blouse, complimented by black sheer seemed stockings, black high-heels and a black blazer. Her make-up and hair were prefect. I couldn't quite believe that I was going to spend the night fucking this vision of slutty womanhood. I had positioned a bar stool next to me and Amy slid into it.

"What can I get you?" I asked.

"Vodka and Tonic please" she responded... "a very large one please".

I ordered and we waited for the barman to serve and move away.

"How's John?" I asked.

"I've never seen him so horny" Amy responded... "he's had a hard-on pretty much all day".

"Is he OK with being tied up?" I asked. Amy pulled out her phone and handed it to me, the screen showing a picture of a strong well-built guy with a seriously large cock, tied spreadeagled to a bed. No words were needed!

We engaged in small talk but both of us knew what we were there for. My cock was half-hard and getting harder by the minute. I re-arranged it trying to get comfortable, only for Amy to help me, making it worse. We ordered another round then another. At the finish of the third round of doubles, I paid the tab, and we left, walking slowly round to the lifts. The hotel was quiet, and as the lift doors opened, I pulled out a neck scarf, covering Amy's eyes. I hit the button for the fourth floor. The lift whirred up and I led Amy onto the fourth-floor landing. The Octagon Suite was at the far end of a long corridor in the corner of the building. I directed Amy in front of me, my cock seriously hard now at the thought of anyone coming out of their room and seeing us. We reached our door uninterrupted, and I swiped the key card. Inside I locked and flipped the safety catch on the door. There was no doubt that Amy was now mine!

The suite had an entrance lobby, living room, large bedroom as well as a walk-in wardrobe, toilet and large bathroom. I led her to the living room. I reached up to touch her face and she flinched slightly. I closed in and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. She responded with a groan. Wrapping my arms around her, I caressed her butt and back. Undoing a couple of her blouse buttons, I kissed and teased her neck. Her moaning grew loader. I squeezed her breasts gently, amazed at the suppleness of her firm flesh. Still blindfolded, I unbuttoned the remainder of Amy's blouse and undid her skirt. It dropped to the floor to reveal tiny black G-string knickers and the tops of her sheer stockings and suspenders, my favourite. I removed her blouse and drank in the curves of her full firm body. Her nipples were puckered and hard, and I was sure I could smell her juices. I led her to the bedroom and gently pushed her back to sit on the edge of the bed. Disposing of my shoes, shirt and chinos, I moved closer and raised Amy's hand to the front of my boxers. I was now fully hard, and she gasped when she felt the thickness and length of my manhood.

Lowering my boxers, I let my cock spring free. I offered my hard shiny head up to Amy's lips and felt her mouth open wide, stretching as she took me inside. The heat in her mouth was incredible, and I began to gently thrust in and out. She submitted, letting me hold the back of her head and fill her hot wet mouth. I pushed a bit deeper and felt her react as my head touched the back of her throat. My cock was throbbing more than at any time I could remember. I pushed a bit deeper, stretching her throat. My gentle thrusts took on more urgency as I fucked her mouth, her saliva covering the top half of my now angry cock. I wrapped her lovely red hair around my hands and fucked her mouth roughly, her spit dripping out the sides of her mouth. Her hands gripped my thighs, as she held on. I kept this up for a few minutes speeding and slowing and revelling in the pleasure this hot woman was giving me.

Stepping back, I slowly withdrew. I was rock hard now and ready to take her, but first, I wanted to experience her, to taste her juices. I knelt between her legs and drew down the ridiculously small G-string. I pushed her knees apart to reveal her shaven moist cunt. Spreading her legs further, I pushed her back on the bed, positioning myself at her wet opening. I flicked my tongue over her clit eliciting a yelp, another flick and another yelp, a third and a third yelp. Stretching her skin back I fastened my mouth over her clit and flicked again, every flick eliciting another yelp. It was like I was touching a mains outlet; with every flick her body jolted. I looked up over her flat taut tummy to feast on her magnificent breasts corralled in her tight black bra. That would definitely have to go soon.

I focused on my work, flicking and playing with Amy's clit. She tried to draw away, but I had hold of her arms and pulled her back. The more I flicked, the more Amy jolted. I fastened my mouth tightly over her clit and rasped the flat of my tongue over her little bud. The yelps turned into groans and her strong thighs flexed around my head. I pushed down on her mound rasping my tongue, lips and face over her, wrapping my lips around her bud, I nibbled and squeezed with a gentle chewing motion. Amy almost hit the ceiling and although I could have stopped I didn't. I fastened my mouth firmly over her tender little bud and nibbled and slurped for all I was worth. The groaning was getting louder and louder and although I knew what she wanted, I wasn't going to let her cum just yet. I slipped a finger inside her and curled it up, stroking the inside of her now dripping pussy. Her legs locked around me, the groans turned to low guttural wails. I replaced my tongue with my thumb and roughly massaged her clit, rolling it round and around, roughly stabbing her most sensitive nub.

Amy's juices were gushing now, running out of her and down into her arse crack. I loved her musky aroma. I continued my attention, and I could tell she was close to cumming. Reluctantly I slowed and withdrew my mouth and fingers. She looked at me with almost pleading in her eyes.

"Don't forget slut that you are mine tonight to use as I see fit... do you remember what you agreed to"?

"Yes sir, I do"

"Good. Get your phone Amy and I want you to FaceTime John".

"Yes sir"... Amy retrieved her phone from her bag... "Call him", I instructed.

Amy dialled John and after a few seconds he answered.

"Hi babe"... she started. I know you can't talk babe, but I want you to know that I'm in the room with Josh. I think this is going to be a very hot night. You know how I love having my pussy eaten, well, he's a master. I need to cum so bad babe, but he won't let me.

"Are you OK?" Amy asked? John nodded his head in the affirmative and grunted into his gag.

"Can't hang around babe as Josh is waving his ten-inch tool in my face, so I need to go. I'll call you later." With that she hung up. I could only imagine the frustration John was experiencing.

I positioned myself behind Amy and aligned the fat head of my now rock-hard cock with the entrance to her dripping wet cunt. I pushed gently and felt the first half inch enter her. She tensed and I could already feel the tightness of her pussy muscles. I'd been thinking of this constantly since Amy told me of her fantasy and I prepared to thrust deep and hard into her. I don't think I'd ever felt so hard. My cock felt it had a life of its own and I felt like tonight I could win an Olympic fucking tournament. I gripped her hips tightly and with one strong thrust I forced six inches of my fat cock into her.

"Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh... fuck Joshua" Amy screamed.

I withdrew and tensed for another thrust. This time, I sunk in the six inches and kept pushing. Gradually I pushed deeper and deeper. I could feel her tight pussy stretching around me, her muscles accommodating my girth. To my root, I'm about ten inches and I have a pronounced fat mushroom head. I think I hit about eight before I could feel my head bottoming out in Amy's tight wet cunt.

"Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh JESUS... don't fucking move" Amy screamed.

I gripped her hips and kept pushing, another half inch burying itself inside her.

"Don't fucking move Josh, you're too big... you're too fucking big... ohhhh fuck."

I ignored her, pulling out leaving just an inch inside her.

"Ohh my fucking god" Amy groaned.

"You didn't tell me you had a fucking baseball bat for a cock". She quipped. Another massive hard thrust and I buried pretty much my entire cock inside her. Amy's muscles clenched trying to hold me. I kept the pressure up pulling her back onto my cock.

"Ohh my fucking GOD"... I could feel her cunt muscles stretching and flexing around my engorged member. Another thrust and another and another... each time I bottomed out in Amy tight cunt. Her breathing got shorter and sharper. I slowed a bit taking time to unclip her bra releasing her very impressive tits and puffed-up nipples.

"Talk to John" I instructed.

Amy hesitated a moment but called him back... "John, are you there?"

"mmmmmffff"

"He's fucking ripping me apart John... he's so fucking big, bigger even that you. I don't know if I can take it babe."

With that, I started pounding Amy for all I was worth. Ramming my ten inches deep inside and slowly drawing it all the way out. Before long she was approaching orgasm again, her legs quivering and her moans and shrieks getting more urgent. John listening but was helpless to do anything. I slowed again making her wait and she started bucking back against me. I've always loved making my women work for their orgasms and this was no different, in fact Amy having to work to achieve orgasm was for me a huge turn-on. Although I fucked her deep and hard, I'd already made the decision she wasn't going to come to cum, at least, not yet, I had other plans for my hot slut tonight.

We kept fucking, our bodies slapping together with every stroke. As Amy approached orgasm, I slowed, rising her up, then bringing her back down. The yelps and squeals and groans were something to behold. She was definitely a loud one this lady. What Amy didn't know was that she was no-where close to being allowed to cum. I pulled my cock out of her with a "plop". We were both dripping in sweat and I handed her a bottle of water; it's very important to keep hydrated when you're having your brains fucked out.

I went over to my bag and pulled out two sturdy ropes. If Amy could do bondage, so could I. Her eyes widened but I ignored her. I wrapped one around each wrist and fastened her hands, wide apart, to the top of the bed. Now for some teasing... I knelt over her, licking and sucking her magnificent breasts. Her nipples were puffy and super sensitive, each time I rasped my tongue or teeth over one of them she'd let out this guttural groan. I nibbled with the tips of my teeth on the very tips of her nipples, gently biting, then sucking them deep into my mouth. Rolling them using my lips. I bit her tit flesh, eliciting loud shrieks from my lover, her arms pulling and tensing against the ropes.

I scratched her, dragging my nails down her tight skin, from her neck, over her shoulders, over those lovely firm breasts, pinching her nipples, down to her tummy. I stopped short of her groin, just to heighten her arousal further. I did the same to her legs, scratching up from her perfect calves towards her thighs. Again, I stopped short of touching her groin area and this seemed to have the desired effect as the next words that came out of her lovely mouth were... "Josh you fucking bastard, don't fucking tease me... you know what I want". I sucked her nipples some more and gave her clit a gentle stroke, only for a few seconds, just to tease her.

I spread her legs wide, her knees falling open. I'm not particularly into feet to be honest but stockings and suspenders definitely do it for me and Amy's black stiletto high heels served to make her shapely legs look even more sexy. With some disappointment I removed her shoes and massaged her feet. I sucked her toes into my mouth through the nylon. I licked and sucked the base, sides and licked over the tops of both her feet, moving up to her ankles and lovely soft calves. Nibbling on her inner thighs I ran my tongue up towards her pussy. Every movement now elicited a heightened response from her. Her pussy lips were a vision of beauty, neat, dripping wet and ready to be stretched wide open. I pulled her down on the bed, stretching her arms against the ropes, I moved up over her and positioned my cock ready to enter her.

"Do you want it, Amy?" I whispered in her ear.

"Yes sir, I want you... I need you"

"Tell me what you want me Amy?... tell me what you need?"

"I need to be fucked sir... I need your dirty cock to stretch my nasty cunt... I need you to make me cum sir... I need it so badly it hurts... please sir, don't tease me anymore, just fuck me."

How could I deny such a delicious request. I pushed the head of my cock between her lips; she tensed. With one forceful thrust, I buried myself deep inside her. She was incredibly tight, but I could feel the top of her pussy and I kept pushing. Her cunt muscles flexing and pulsing to accommodate my thick girth.

"AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Amy writhed held tight by the ropes.

"Fuck me Josh, please fuck me...". I fucked her, I really fucked her. I pounded Amy's cunt for all I was worth. Putting all my weight on her, I increased my thrusting, driving my full fat ten-inch cock into her gorgeous body, slowly withdrawing and driving it in again and again and again. As I pounded her and hit the top of her cunt, I gave a secondary thrust just to make sure she felt my length and girth. I started to swivel my hips as I fucked her. No words now, none were needed. I kept up my relentless pounding and as expected Amy responded.

"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh... ohh fuck, you fucking bastard, don't stop, don't you fucking stop Josh." I didn't stop. I kept pounding Amy for all I was worth. God, she had such a sweet pussy.

I introduced a delay, from withdrawing my cock, I fucked her an inch, waited a couple of seconds then drove into her. This seemed to take her to another level with her ahhhs and ohhhs now all merging into and unintelligible mish-mash of noise. I could feel her body tensing approaching her first orgasm. I slowed and fucked her more gently, lifting up I kissed her, forcing my tongue into her mouth. She responded vigorously and we tongue jousted. A few more deep thrusts into her cunt and I won the tongue joust. I kissed and nuzzled her neck, I delved lower and teased her tits and nipples, sucking and playing with her tit-flesh. Nibbling and biting her nipples while still fucking her.

Amy was quivering now, ready to cum on my command. I could feel the energy throughout her entire body ready to be released. Her face was a picture of pleasure and pain. The pleasure I was giving her and the pain on desperately needing but not being allowed to cum.

"Fuck Josh, make me cum. Make me cum please, I need it so bad Josh". I kept fucking her increasing my tempo. I settled in for what I was sure was going to be a long dirty depraved fuck session. I had no intension of letting Amy get away from me with anything less than near physical damage that prevented her walking for at least a few days. As I pounded, her first orgasm hit, her eyes rolled back in her head, her head threw back, every muscle I could feel locked, and her belly and legs were quivering in intense orgasm.

"Ahhhggg... noooooo... yesssss... yessss... don't stop... don't fucking stop Josh... fuck yes... fuck yes... more... give me more Josh... I need fucking Josh"... this continued turning into a banshee wail as Amy did indeed cum the hottest hardest orgasm of her life. There was no way I was letting her get away with just one orgasm and although I slowed, I kept fucking her. Now super sensitive, her words resembled no known language, and I focused on just fucking... deep hard fucking. In a few moments I deciphered "... cumming aaagain..." and shortly after that, she locked up again, her body wracked in orgasm. She could have been forgiven for thinking that she'd had the best, but that was not the case. I was just getting warmed up. I continued pounding her, driving my full length into her helpless cunt. Time and again I slapped against her, giving her no respite. She came a third and fourth time at which point her orgasms seemed to merge into a constant never-ending cum. Her toes were permanently curled, her head was thrown back with her lovely neck muscles stretched and taught, her eyes were all over the place and the palpitations in her pussy were still trying but failing to control my rampant cock. I took the time to slow and gently finger her clit. That took her well over the edge again and I stroked her clit firmly with my cock buried inside her as she crested yet another orgasm mountain.

I lifted Amy's ankles up onto my shoulders. Getting comfortable I leaned over her taking my weight on the bed's headboard, pushing her legs back and back until she was doubled over. She thought I'd fucked her deeply before but now my friend Amy was about to experience really deep penetration. I continued fucking and could feel my heavy cum filled balls slapping against her arse with every stroke. Pulling all the way out, I pounded her with my full ten-inch manhood, the root of my cock squishing against her mound and clit. The first time, there was no sound from her, just a panicked look in her eyes. I held her down and held my cock inside her and twitched. Amy screamed. I pulled out and thumped down again, filling her completely. Her ankles were now next to her ears, and I had to respect that my hot lady was taking my full length. I continued pounding and before long it was clear another huge orgasm was on the way. Her eye's rolled, her head snapped back, and I had Amy pinned just where I wanted her, arms tied outstretched, doubled over and her dirty hot cunt available to me. Her orgasm hit in violent waves, and I could feel it sweep deep throughout her body.

"Aaaaaaaaggggggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... fuckkkkkkkkkkk"... she thrashed her head from side to side. I kept fucking and just as her orgasm subsided, another hit her. I could feel her vaginal muscles rhythmically gripping my cock and I continued fucking her deep and hard, driving out of her one orgasm after another. Gradually they morphed into a single orgasmic stream, my glistening cock ploughing Amy's dripping quivering pulsing cunt. Fuck she felt good. I kept pounding and Amy kept cumming. This continued for maybe half-an-hour, after which her eyes glazed over, the noises quietened, and Amy went limp. I wondered if I'd done her permanent damage so if only as good manners I slowed and eventually stopped fucking her. I withdrew with a loud 'plop', untied the ropes and rolled over, lying back on the bed next to her and relaxing, my fat glistening cock standing proud against my tummy. As Amy slowly recovered, she rolled onto her side to cuddle me. My cock was still rampant and visibly throbbing and I needed more. I slowly pushed her head down indicating that I wanted her to suck me. She did, slowly and sensuously. I rolled backwards and indicted for her to mount me.

Slowly, this gorgeous figure of womanhood, a woman I'd only met a few weeks earlier shuffled up over me. Her now empty pussy with those lovely swollen wet pussy lips positioned over my still rampant cock and her lovely tits swinging majestically in front of me. I leaned forward and gently sucked her right nipple into my mouth. Amy groaned one of those low guttural throaty groans. Switching from right to left nipples elicited more throaty groans and nibbling and biting elicited yet more. I focused briefly on nibbling, sucking and biting both tits. Amy held my head, pulling me close into her.

I held her arse with both hands and flexed my cock up. I guided her onto my head and can honestly say that I've never felt such a luxurious experience as Amy's hot tight silky cunt descending over my cock head and enveloping me. I felt like my cock was entering a furnace. The hot walls of her pussy gripping me as she lowered herself. I watched her face contort as I sunk deeper into her, my thick member opening her up and stretching her pussy wide. I reached in and stroked the tip of her clit with my thumb.

"Ohhh fuck Josh... you're so deep inside me." I gave a little twitch and pulled her hips down in unison.

"Ahhhh fuck, you bastard." She groaned.

I pushed her down further and she sat into my crotch. My entire cock now buried deep inside her. I could feel my head pressing the top of her cunt, but she didn't seem to mind. Slowly Amy lifted a few inches off me and descended, another slow lift and lower and another. I clenched my cock and gently thrust up into her, holding her close to me.

"Ohh my fucking god... I never thought it could be this good." She mumbled.

"This good..." I replied, "we haven't even started yet. She looked at me quizzically as I drove up into her again, her face contorted in pleasure. Gripping her lovely arse cheeks tightly, I thrust long slow stokes into her. I sat up and grabbed one of the ropes laying on the bed next to us. Reaching behind her I tied her wrists together behind her back. I'm sure she could have escaped if she wanted to, but it was good enough. I grabbed Amy's hips and thrust up hard.

"Uuurrrggg... fuck." She leant forward into me. I thrust again, burying myself so deep inside her.

"Ahhhgggggg... fucking hell Josh." Amy groaned.

I don't know about you but there have been a few occasions in my life where, what would you call it, I have struck it lucky; the first was when I fucked Aspen Carter, the Prom Queen on Prom night in a bathroom with her date, big John Cavanaugh in the next room. That was notable as, luckily, I managed to exit the room, left her kneeling, face drenched in cum five seconds before he burst in. The second was the night of my twenty-first birthday where I managed to lure Olivia and Amelia Chapstone into a threesome. That was notable as they were twin sisters, blonde, the fittest in college, and leaders of the cheerleader club. My claim to fame that night was that I pounded them both to the point where neither could walk nor talk and left both curled up on my bed almost passed out.

The last occasion is tonight. I marvelled taking in Amy's delicious luxurious perfect body. If I were God and had the power to create the perfect woman, I would create Amy, and the bonus that she was a depraved cum-loving dirty slut just rounded the package off. If Amy wanted a seedy extra-marital relationship, she had found the perfect partner, more than she could ever imagine.

Pulling Amy down, I wrapped my armes around her, holding her hands behind her back. I fucked up again hard, driving into the soul of her body, forcing my cock into her stretched tight cunt; so raw, so animalistic. I could smell the sex hormones circulating through her. Their fantasy of her being fucked by someone other than her husband had come true. Amy just didn't understand yet that the level of fucking she was about to experience; was going to change her life forever. I was determined to make this so much more than she had ever expected. I fucked up again opening her body and filling her. Sweat was pouring from both of us now and our crotches were drenched in sex juice but that only added to the erotism. I could feel her coming close and I wanted her to cum for me. I wrapped myself around her, my arms round her back, holding her firmly. I pulled her down and rolled sideways, one of her legs above and one below me. I thrust, deeper and kept thrusting. Amy rolled on her back, and I drove in harder, filling her body until she was fully plugged, her cunt stretched in all directions.

"Aaaahhhh... urrrgggg... fuck me Josh... fuck me you dirty fucking bastard."

I pounded her, driving myself as deep inside as I could get. I'd never felt so alive. It was as if my entire soul and being had transferred into my cock. I felt like I could fuck forever. I could feel every minute millimetre, the tension in her pussy muscles, the juices lubricating her perfect tunnel, the muscles at the top of her pussy, being particularly tight. I could feel the orgasms washing over her, the convulsions, the quivering, the tightening of her belly, her legs locking around me, Amy's nails digging into my back. I kept pumping, driving deep inside her. There was nothing on this earth that was going to stop me fucking Amy, fucking through her orgasm, holding her tightly and hearing her screaming in my ear with lust. I pounded my lover for all I was worth. Another orgasm crashed over her, shaking, shuddering as the ohhhs and ahhhs merged into unintelligible groans and wails. I kept driving into her, pounding her for all I was worth. I was in complete control, my cock doing my ultimate bidding. I swivelled my hips as I fucked and stretched my legs out, finding the footboard and using leverage on that to pound her even harder.

Never had I had a more satisfying fuck than being buried balls deep inside Amy's perfect body. I felt my balls twitch and made a mental note to stay in control. I didn't want to cum yet. I'd no idea how many times Amy had cum but whatever the number, it wasn't enough. I was in heaven and intended to stay there. I slowed and looked down at this lovely woman, the look on her face told it all; pleasure, excitement, extasy, lust. Her flawless skin, those gorgeous firm tits bouncing as I thrust into her, her thick and swollen nipples. Her jewellery shook as I fucked her, hard thumps hitting her groin and shaking her entire being. Amy's orgasms were washing together now, and I fucked harder and faster; pounding my manhood inside her. The yelps and wails interspersed with "fuck" and "ooohhhh's" and "ahhh's".

I slowed and carefully wrapped my hands around Amy's neck, gently squeezing. She looked directly at me in some panic, but I wasn't stopping. I squeezed more and closed her windpipe. Her eyes closed and the commentary stopped. Holding her tightly I fucked harder and faster. I could see the veins on the sides of her neck bulging, as I literally fucked the life out of her. Squeezing harder still, I pounded her cunt as if my life depended on it. I could feel her constantly cumming now; her entire body wracked with orgasmic overload, the shaking and shuddering becoming harder, more urgent and erratic. She grabbed at me, trying to get release for her throat but it was too late. The multiple orgasms and lack of oxygen took their toll and Amy passed out again, her muscles still quivering though throughout her body. I slowed, coming to a stop with my still hard cock buried deep inside her. Releasing her neck, Amy's breathing was raspy and deep. I pushed deep and could feel the tip of my cock pushing at her cervix. A minute or so passed and my lady started to come back to life.

"OMG... what the fuck was that... OMG... OM fucking G"... fuck Joshua, what the fuck are you doing to me?"

I flexed, drawing my cock out of her.

"Ahhh, gently please." Amy groaned. I gently withdrew, rolling sideways onto the mattress.

"Fuck Josh... I've never been fucked like that before. My insides are toast." I grinned, relishing Amy's post fuck brain faze.

"How many times did you cum? I asked.

"I have no idea, twenty, maybe twenty-five. I've never cum like that before, you're a fucking animal Josh." Amy let her words trail off as if still considering what she meant.

"Call John" I instructed. "I want you to tell him about the night so far." Amy retrieved her phone and hit speed-dial. The phone rang a few times.

"John babe, are you there?..."

"Yeah love, I'm here, are you ok?"

"You're not supposed to be talking."

"I managed to slide the gag off babe. My cock is aching; I need you so bad... tell me you're, ok?"

"I'm fine babe... God John, he's a fucking animal. I've never been fucked like this before. I love you babe..."

Before Amy had time to say any more, I took the phone and hung-up.

"I need more" I said matter of factly. Amy looked at me apprehensively.

"I need to recover." She replied.

Come with me, I motioned. I went into the bathroom turning on the shower. We were both covered in juices and sex sweat and the warm water felt great, cascading over my body. I soaped Amy all over, the bubbles and water washing her clean. The Hilton had very graciously provided a set of massage oils. I dried her off and gently massaged a delicious smelling Orange and Lavender oil into her. My cock was still hard but then in the presence of this goddess, that would likely continue all night.

"Are you hungry?" I asked. Without waiting for an answer, I called room service.

"Could I get two salad plates, a large fruit bowel, a bottle of chilled Pfeffingen Dry Scheurebe 2022, and two very large White Russian cocktails please to the Octagon Suite... thank you."

"We have all night so let's relax a bit I suggested."

We donned bath robes and moved to the living room, curling up on the large sofa and getting into small talk. I have to confess that I couldn't keep my hands off Amy, and it only took a few minutes for the small talk to be relegated and for me to have her legs open, with my mouth fastened over her mound licking and sucking that delicious clit. The stimulation soon got to her and before long she was writhing against my tongue. We continued to what I hoped would be another orgasm but were interrupted by a knock at the door; Room Service.

"Leave your robe open and go answer the door" I instructed and just for good measure, I pulled the belt from Amy's robe.

"Fuck, you know I've never been so horny in all of my life Josh..." was her only response as she rose and walked towards the suite door.

I could hear a short discussion and the room service trolley being wheeled towards the living room. A young although fit guy appeared pushing the trolley looking a bit flustered with Amy behind him standing tall and proud with everything on display.

"Joel had his name on his uniform.

"Hi Joel," I introduced myself "I'm Josh."

"Hello sir," came back a very formal response.

"Joel, I have a question for you."

"Yes, sir, is there anything that I can help you with?" he responded, again far too formal.

"Joel, would you take a look at my friend here, what do you think of her... I motioned to Amy?"

Joel coughed looking pretty uncomfortably. "She looks lovely," he mumbled.

"I don't have any cash here for a tip, but how would you like it Joel if Amy were to give you a handjob before you leave us, to thank you for your efforts?" Joel looked shocked and Amy looked daggers at me, but I ignored her. She was my sex-slut tonight and she'd do exactly what I told her to do.

"Joel, come over here and sit down." I honestly thought he was going to cry but Joel gathered himself slowly, edged towards the sofa and sat.

"Well babe...?" I motioned to Amy. "You promised to follow my instructions, and our friend Joel is waiting. Could you help him out" Amy continued to hold my stare. I wasn't sure if she'd go for it but after a few moments she moved slowly towards Joel. She knelt at his feet and reached out. I thought the guy would hit the ceiling when she touched his crotch, but she undid his belt buckle and unzipped him, producing a reasonable tool that was already at half-mast.

"Amy, take your robe off," I instructed. She did as instructed, and Joel was transfixed with Amy's jiggling breasts raising his mast even higher.

Amy applied copious amounts of the massage oil and started to wank him gently. His cock getting bigger by the second. Although not in my realm, young Joel had a respectable seven inches. Amy kept up a continuous wank until I could see Joel reaching the point of no return. She wanked faster and with shorter strokes and before long our room service waiter let out a cry and a hot stream of spunk erupted from him, landing all over Amy's hand and over his uniform.

"Ohhh God, that was great," he grunted.

"Glad you liked it" I replied.

"Amy, go get washed up," I instructed, and Joel, "this will obviously remain between us, won't it?" He nodded sheepishly and got up to leave.

"Thank you, Joel, have a lovely rest of your evening." I escorted him out.

Closing the door, I went back to the living room to find Amy, standing naked and staring at me with a very strange look. I offered her a White Russian.

"Drink," I instructed. Amy drunk slowly not taking her eyes off me.

"That was so fucking hot Josh. Do you have any idea what you're doing to me, I need you to fuck me now." She exclaimed, with such a matter-of-fact air. I was truly in heaven, locked in a hotel suite with the hottest sexiest woman on the planet who was asking, almost begging me to fuck her, again. I nibbled on some grapes, tasting the sugar.

Opening the Scheurebe, I poured two glasses and handed one to Amy. She sipped seductively. I dropped my robe to the floor, standing naked. She was right, the Joel incident had been a real turn-on, and my manhood was well on the rise. Amy eyed me with genuine lust, and as I led her back into the bedroom, I made a point to stand close-in, bumping my cock up against her.

"What do you want Amy?" I asked in feigned ignorance.

"You really are a piece of work Josh," Amy replied with a wry grin. "You know why I'm here. You know exactly what I want. You know what I need. I need you to fuck me until I can't move, until I can't walk, until my brain is completely fried Josh. But you know that don't you."

I turned the main room lights on and led Amy over to the one wall of the bedroom that was floor to ceiling tinted glass. We looked out at the red-brick block of flats that was across the narrow road from the Hilton. Most of the flats were in darkness but a few had lights on. There were several people sitting on their balconies, one reading a book, another on his phone. I pushed Amy back against the glass and snuggled into her, my tongue penetrating her mouth. We kissed seductively enjoying each other's bodies. I pushed my lover down to her knees, her face level with my cock.

"Suck me you dirty bitch" I groaned, my now hard cock bobbing directly in front of her.

Amy took my head in her mouth and gently sucked and cupped my balls. My blood rushed making me even harder. She started to take me inside, just a few inches, the feeling being incredible. I was conscious that anyone in the flats would be getting a full-on view of us and swivelled slightly so Amy had eyeline to those flats. It seemed the guy on the phone had spotted us as he was now paying full attention. I thrust into Amy's mouth and held the back of her head, pulling her onto me. I fucked her face and pushed my cock deep into her throat. I was now fully hard, and I turned my lover to face the glass, bending her over. I positioned myself behind her and entered. I felt her shudder, her arms bracing against the window frame. I fucked Amy steadily forcing myself deeper and deeper until I hit bottom.

"Look up you dirty bitch." I told her. Directly in Amy's eye line, the guy was now openly rubbing his crotch, and I could almost see the bulge growing in his pants. Amy tensed at the sight, and I fucked her harder, slapping against her lovely arse. I kept fucking until she was close to cumming.

"I want that guy to come over here and wank himself off over you my dirty slut." I told her. That sent Amy over the edge, and she came in violent orgasm. I kept fucking her and within a few seconds another harder orgasm washed over her. I watched the man who I could see was clearly aroused. He looked to be mid-twenties and decent looking, dressed in a cheese-cloth shirt and shorts. He was watching us intently and my urge to take Amy to another level took over. I put my hand up to acknowledge and he responded. I pointed down to the street below and put up ten fingers, hoping that he'd understand. After a few seconds, he acknowledged and repeated my signing; pointing to the street below and then ten fingers. My plan was clear.

I pulled out of Amy and led her back to the bed. Finding the two bits of rope we'd used, I re-tied her hands to the top of the bed. Pulling two more bits of rope from my overnight bag, I tied her feet to the bottom corners of the bed. My lover was now secured and helpless. Without another word, I pulled on my shirt, trousers and shoes and left the room, heading downstairs. In the lobby I headed for the side revolving doors and out onto the street. Turning left, I walked the short distance to the street the flats were on. Across the road and about fifty yards down, the guy had just emerged from a side door and was waiting. I approached him.

"Hi, I'm Josh."

"Michael, good to meet you." He replied.

So, look Michael, I continued without pausing, this was completely not planned but my partner is upstairs and without boring you with the details, we're having a very erotic night. You can't fuck her but if you want, she is yours to provide oral and I want you to cum all over her. That's the deal. No personal details, no follow-on, no consequences, just an informal meeting and pleasure for you.

Michael considered the offer for all of a second before responding... "OK, let's do it."

"Great, come this way" I headed back towards the Hilton with Michael in tow. Across the lobby, up to the fourth floor and then the long walk down the hallway to the Octagon Suite. My cock was hard before we even got to the door. I swiped the keycard and entered quietly. I motioned for Michael to be quiet, and we approached the bedroom. Amy was still tied. She perked up on my entry with the look of lust returning when she saw Michael follow me.

"Ohh company." She grinned.

"Amy, this is Michael, I continued, "Michael, liked the show we put on and wants to experience you for himself."

"Ohh, does he now." Amy quipped.

"Michael, I'll stand back. Amy is all yours within the limits we discussed," I continued.

Michael didn't seem bothered about my presence and disrobed in about ten seconds flat, climbing up on the bed. He had an average cock but the biggest pair of balls I have ever seen in my life. They were huge, wrinkly, hairy and swinging pendulously below his now hard cock. He looked Amy in the eyes as if asking permission. She was transfixed on his cock and balls, and he offered them up to her. Amy's lips parted and I witnessed the perfect erotic picture of Michael's cock disappearing into her mouth. He kept pushing and I could see him in her throat. He started fucking her mouth and the sight of Michael's massive hairy ball sack slapping against Amy's chin with every stroke was almost too much for me. He kept fucking her mouth and built up a rhythm, using her mouth exactly pike a pussy.

As much as I wanted to watch, it was too much. I untied Amy's legs and positioned myself crossways, forcing my cock into her dripping wet cunt whilst retaining a perfect view of Michael fucking her mouth. We both built up speed with Michael now grabbing her hair and roughly fucking her face.

"Slow down, mate." I said, "once you cum that the end of this little date."

Michael slowed and paced himself. He'd found Amy's tits and was fondling her nipples. I was fucking her deep and hard all of which was taking her towards another orgasm. As it hit, Amy gagged and almost coughed Michael's cock out.

"Keep fucking her." I instructed. I'd always been good at the motivation bit; he did, regaining his composure and upping his pace.

I could see Michaels balls quivering and I knew he didn't have long to last. I fucked Amy deep and held my cock inside her. Michael was on the short strokes now, only moments from coming. He forced his cock as deep inside her mouth as it would go and held the back of Amy's head. I could see his balls contract and his cock swell as the cum rushed up his shaft and out into Amy's mouth and throat. Gob after gob erupted from him for what seemed like ages. It dribbled out the sides of her mouth and down her chin. Finally, Michael pulled out and just when I thought he could come no more, another massive thread erupted from him and hit her squarely in the face. More dribbles appeared and Michael smeared them all over Amy's lovely face. I found her phone and took a couple of pictures, just for posterity.

Michael was slumped over her now, his cock wilting.

"Amy, clean Michael up would you love. It would be rude not too." I instructed.

Michael gingerly offered himself and Amy licked and sucked him completely clean with a level of enthusiasm that made me proud.

"Michael, thank you, your time here is done. I hope you enjoyed yourself."

"I did Josh, thank you." He replied. We both ignored Amy who was still tied helpless, with cum in her hair and dripping down her face. Michael dressed and after a few more words of thanks left. The whole encounter hadn't lasted more than half an hour. I'd never really thought about it before but the whole stranger/anonymity thing had really turned me on, that together with Amy being my submissive sex slut. I returned to Amy and before untying her made sure to send the Michael pics to John.

I untied her hands, and we proceeded to the shower for the second time in a few hours, Amy washing the thick gobs of cum out of her hair and off her face. We embraced and soaped each other down, Amy seemingly paying particular attention to my cock, which did me proud, standing to attention again.

"Josh, can I be honest... this is the ultimate fantasy for John and me, but I never thought our night would be anything like this. I've cum more in the last few hours than in the last year and I've never passed out before. I have to tell you that you have the best cock on the planet, and I can't remember ever being so horny and turned on as tonight. I don't know what you're doing to me but keep doing it lover."

I could only compliment Amy on her beauty. I dried her off and led her back to the bedroom. Another couple of glasses of wine and I was laid back admiring her curves stretched out on the bed. I found the massage oil and liberally applied it over her shoulders, back, bum and legs. Massaging her gently I found a few knotted muscles that drew ohhhs and ahhhs and I rolled myself over her, sitting on her butt and positioning my cock at the entrance to her hot cunt. I teased her, just fucking her an inch. She arched her back but a firm slap on her arse made it drop. I pushed deeper, forcing a couple of inches inside her, another push and a few more inches disappeared. I had half of my cock inside my hot lover. Taking up position over her I started fucking, long slow strokes that I knew Amy loved. I could feel her pussy walls gripping me and hit bottom, but from this angle I could keep thrusting and I filled her cunt completely.

"Ohhhh fuck Josh, that feels so fucking good. Don't stop you bastard."

I didn't intend to stop. I intended to fuck Amy until she literally begged for me to stop. She was dripping with pussy juice, but I dribbled a stream of the massage oil into her pussy just to add to the sensation. Upping the tempo, I could feel her responding, her arse tensing with every thrust and before long, I felt the familiar twitching in her pussy. I fucked deeper and harder, ignoring the noises coming from her. I knew she had come several times already when I changed to physical pounding. Pulling my cock right out and drove it in to the hilt with one hard thrust. I thumped down on her arse eliciting screams with every thrust. I was hitting her cervix hard now and I could feel it starting to give way. I kept pounding and at the same time, grabbed her hair and pulled back sharply. I had her exactly where I wanted her now; head back, back arched and her pulling back onto me whilst I pounded her hot wet cunt. I kept fucking and Amy kept cumming.

She went into the continuous orgasm stage, and I could feel her body responding to every movement I put into her. I held her tightly and lowered myself onto her wrapping my right arm around her throat. I squeezed gently and fucked at the same time. The orgasm commentary slowed, and Amy was slowly passing out. This time though, I didn't stop. I kept fucking her, slowly but very deeply. I could feel every cell of Amy's body constantly orgasming and it was beautiful to behold. A slight push half an inch deeper would send her over the edge, a sharper thrust than normal would send her over the edge, tightening my arm around her throat would send her over the edge... I found I could control her orgasms and how close to passing out she was. My cock felt like a God, and I kept her on that edge with constant teasing and fucking for over an hour. The groaning and wailing came and subsided but never stopped. I loved it. The commentary of raw depraved dirty sex, not love, just physical sex. Any words turned into drivel and incoherent noise, and I kept fucking.

When Amy did in fact pass out, I stayed inside her, slowly but forcefully fucking. I wanted my cock to be the first thing she felt when she came around. Eventually, she did just that and continued cumming almost immediately.

"Josh, please, I can't take any more." she wailed.

"I'm sorry, say that again babe..."

"Stop, you have to stop, I can't cum anymore, I just can't."

"Sorry Amy, that sounds like a you problem." Not very inventive but it was all I could muster at the time.

"Fuck Josh... I can't stop cumming. What the fuck are you doing to me."... Amy screamed.

"I'm giving you the fucking you wanted Amy, and needed... remember."

"Fuck, I'm cumming again... aaaaahhhhhhh fuck."

I slowed my pounding to allow her to regain some composure although I was not, as she thought, about to stop. Giving her a few minutes I ramped up my assault further, with more deep hard powerful strokes.

"Ohhh God... aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Joshhhhhh... fuck... fuck... fuck."

I could feel my balls twitching now and considering I'd been fucking Amy on and off for well over four hours, and she'd cum probably over forty times, I thought it was my time for some fun. I pounded harder and harder, roughly slapping against her, ignoring her protests. My cock and balls were getting super sensitive, and I could tell I was getting close. Amy was in full blown constant orgasm, and I intended to join her. My strokes got shorter and more urgent, and I knew I was about to cum. I held her tight, and I buried myself balls deep inside her as my first load shot out of me, filling her insides. This was followed by multiple cum streams that filled her, undoubtedly this was the hardest cum of my life, ever. Eventually, I had exhausted my supply. I lay on my lover gasping, although she was now dead to the world, lifeless. Had I gone too far, I gently pulled out and rolled off, collapsing onto the bed, my cock shrinking but glistening and coated with both her pussy juices and my thick gooey cum. I closed my eyes and concentrated on breathing, getting oxygen back into my body. Minutes passed and Amy was lifeless. I got a bit concerned and checked her breathing."

"Amy, are you ok?"

All I got was a grunt but at least she was alive. Time passed and gradually Amy came back to life, lying on the bed, eyes glazed and blankly staring at the ceiling, she was silent! I waited; she coughed as if mentally preparing to return to the normal world.

"Josh... I... I think I love you... I'm thirty-three, I lost my virginity at fifteen and in those eighteen years, no-one, not one man has ever done to me anything close to what you've done tonight. I feel completely destroyed but I want more Josh, I need more of you... what the fuck spell have you cast on me?"

I basked in my glory. Amy was indeed hot and sexy, and as I'd intended, the 'Josh' treatment was something special.

"Well, remember your commitment for tonight lover... you will do whatever I instruct. Do you still agree to that?"

"Of course I do." Amy responded.

"Good... I want you to get me hard again, Amy."

Amy looked at me quizzically... "you can get hard again after fucking me like that?"

"Of course, I just need a bit of stimulation, and we can continue." Amy looked shocked.

I pushed her head down towards my cock and lay back to relax. I had one more thing I wanted from my lover tonight before I took her back her husband. She lowered her head and licked up the side of my still glistening shaft. I've had many blow jobs in my life, but I don't think I've ever been sucked by anyone so sensuously or erotically as Amy. Her soft lips seemed to wrap around my entire shaft and suck me from all sides at once. When she lowered herself over my head, it felt like I was dipping into a furnace. In short order she had me back to full standing and I felt ready for Amy's ongoing 'Josh' training.

I turned her over, face down again. Maybe Amy sensed what was coming; she looked nervous.

"Josh... are you going to do what I think you're going to do?"

I grabbed one of the ropes and tied both of her hands to the top corner post of the bed, pulling her down the bed so she was stretched out. The sight before me surely was one of the most erotic in human history. Amy Stonebridge tied facedown on my bed, ready to be fucked. I found the massage oil and again, liberally coated her back, bum and legs. She looked so hot. I massaged her gently ending up at her bum. I drained oil into her arse crack and massaged it in. I could feel her tense, but I kept going, gently pushing a finger into her arse. She gasped and groaned.

"That would depend on what you're thinking wouldn't it" I answered, not very helpfully.

"I don't think this will work Josh, seriously... you're too big for me..." I kept fingering her little arsehole, now knuckle deep, gently opening her up. My cock was rested on her left arse cheek and was now fully hard, rampant and expectant of the pleasure it was due to experience shortly. I leant over Amy, whispering in her ear.

"Relax lover, have you enjoyed the night so far?

"You know, I've more than enjoyed it" Amy replied.

"Then trust me babe... there's a bit more enjoyment to go."

I covered the head of my cock in massage oil, and rubbed it up and down Amy's arse crack, dipping a couple of inches into her pussy. That produced a lovely "Ohhhh" and I fucked her, with just a couple of inches for a minute, to get her back in the mood. I pulled out and laid the head of my cock at her puckered back hole. Leaning over, I kissed and fondled Amy's neck and shoulders, licking, sucking and generally teasing her. At the same time, I positioned my cock head at her back entrance and gently pushed.

"Relax babe... if you thought the last fuck was hot, wait until I'm buried balls deep in your lovely tight arsehole."

My words had the opposite effect, as it knew they would, but that was part of the fun. Amy's whole body tensed as she prepared for what she thought would be a rough onslaught. I gently nudged a little deeper, and aided by the slippery massage oil, her back passage started to give way, the fat head of my cock pushing inside. Just the head to begin with as I gently rocked backwards and forwards on the most delectable pair of legs and arse cheeks in the whole of human history.

"Ohh fuck Josh... you're such a bastard," she groaned.

Her back passage was the tightest I'd ever felt and for a moment, I also questioned whether this would work, but I kept rocking backwards and forwards. Gradually Amy relaxed and started almost imperceptibly pushing back against me. I pushed a bit harder, and the top few inches of my cock entered her. Gradually the rocking changed to thrusting and very gently I pushed another couple of inches inside. All of this was accompanied by Amy grunting and groaning and giving numerous instructions that I completely ignored. Soon half of my fat hard oily cock was buried in Amy's tight arsehole. I started to fuck her properly and the commentary started.

"Ohhhh... fuck Josh... slowly... yes... yes... fuck me Josh... fuck me you fucking cunting bastard."

I loved the disparity between the classy cultured polished facade that Amy present in everyday life and the hot dirty depraved slut that existed only a few skin cells below that surface. The gutter talk, the raw depravity. I put on a bit of a show of my own, groaning in Amy's ear and talking dirty.

"You like that babe... you want my fat cock fucking your tight little arsehole... tell me Amy, you dirty fucking whore... tell me how you want me to fuck you slut."

"Fuck yeah... fill me up you fucker. I want everything you have. Rip me apart and fucking use me like the slut I am."

I squirted more oil onto my cock as I fucked her. The smooth tight slippery feeling was incredible. I probed a bit deeper drawing a cry from Amy. Ignoring her, I kept pumping. The massage oil was all over us now. Drenching my cock, running down Amy's arse crack and into her cunt and deep inside her arsehole. I concentrated on smooth firm actions but forced myself a little deeper with each thrust. Before long I was seven to eight inches deep inside, every millimetre feeling like my cock was sheathed in a rigid warm steel cylinder. I kept up the smooth but forceful thrusts and before long Amy responded.

"Fuck Josh, I'm gonna cum..." she groaned, "fuck... fuck... fuck, you fucker, that's so good."

I slowed and stopped fucking her, moving only imperceptibly inside her. I found her phone buried in the duvet. It was a bit strange that I knew her pin, but I keyed it in and called John. He answered after a couple of rings, but I said nothing, tossing the phone on the bed. Without warning, I started fucking Amy's arse hard, long, deep thrusts into her.

"Fuck Josh... fuck... fuck... fuck... no... no... you're too big Josh... stop."... I fucked her harder.

"Ohhh my god... fuck... fuck... Ohhh Josh... no... no Josh, it's too much... fuck... fuck... ohhh yes, OMG, OMG Josh... deeper... harder... fuck me you bastard... fuck me Josh, I'm gonna cum Josh... Ahhhhhhhhhh... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. My lover locked up as much as she could, with her arms tied in front of her and me sitting on her arse with my cock buried inside her arse, there wasn't much she could do but I could feel her whole body quivering.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh God... fuck me Josh, fuck me harder... I need it... I need more... don't you stop fucking me you fucking fucker." I could hear John's muffled voice on the phone but we both ignored him.

I was of course happy to oblige. Her arse muscles were spasming as I kept fucking her. Deeper and harder I fucked, and Amy responded, her arse rising to meet me. I put my entire weight on her upper body, pushing her chest and face into the mattress, my legs spread widely around her, my ball sack slapping against her clit with every stroke. I kept pumping. I was getting deeper with every thrust. I would never have believed that I would be able to bury my entire cock in Amy's deliciously tight arsehole, but I was very close to doing just that. Her cumming had morphed into orgasmic spasms, her arms fighting the ropes. I kept fucking, knowing that Amy was well past any ability to control her body.

I knew, I could feel, that I could fuck for hours. The question was, how much of this treatment could Amy take. I reached under her to rub her clit while I fucked her. That triggered another massive cum, my lover bucking and squirming beneath me. I kept rubbing as I pounded her. I was in a rhythm now, the massage oil doing its work admirably. My cock penetrating Amy's arsehole and driving deep inside her with every stroke, her constant commentary of groaning and shrieking muffled by the bed clothes.

I don't think I'd ever had such an erotic and sensual fuck as this. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love sex, and I'd had lots of lovers, but even in the few weeks we'd know each other, the electrical connection between Amy and I was such that my only objective was to make tonight as mind-blowing for her as I could. There was no way she would have known what was in store for her, but her fantasy of wanting to be fucked buy a man other than her husband, coupled with John's involvement was the perfect setting for me to destroy her, in the nicest possible way of course. I already knew in my heart that we would be good friends going forward, and I now had the opportunity to make Amy want to return for more of the 'Josh' experience; a perfect outcome.

I just love controlling my woman during sex. I guess you'd call it one of my fetishes, through physical or mental and emotional control; it's what gets me off. That together with my rather large manhood, my ability to fuck for an extended period without cumming and Amy's very clear ability to experience multiple orgasms were combining to make this a night to remember. The more Amy orgasmed the more fulfilled it made me. She had already cum more times than I could count, certainly much more than I ever expected. This was the icing on the cake before I took her back to her husband.

I could feel the entirety of her body shaking and quivering. That was great but to some degree irrelevant. I was now going to continue fucking Amy's arse until I was ready to cum, and that I knew was quite a way off. I settled in for the long haul, speeding up and slowing down, fucking her gently then pounding her. Every few minutes Amy would cum. I could clearly feel it through her arse and across her body, the convulsing and shaking, the constant groaning and shrieking interspersed with instructions and direction that she seemed to think might influence the outcome of our sexual adventure; they did not.

I slowed and focused on maintaining my rhythm. I watched as nearly ten engorged inches of my body penetrated Amy's body. Her puckered arse muscles gripping me tightly but ultimately succumbing to my onslaught. Her entire body, tensing and relaxing. I scraped my nails down her back drawing more groans from her, digging them into her firm tight arse cheeks elicited a sharp scream. That was fun so I did it again and followed up with a forceful fuck. My lover responded.

"You fucking bastard Josh... what was that for." I did it again and Amy realised 'what that was for' crashing through yet another orgasm.

I'm not sure if anal was normally Amy's thing but she rose to it on this occasion. Cumming repeatedly, she squirmed and wriggled below me, my cock repeatedly infiltrating her most sacred region. A little more oil added to the incredible slippery sensation, and I settled down, whispering my own dirty running commentary in her ear. I wasn't watching the time but later found that I'd been fucking her arse for well over an hour and a half, before I started to feel the familiar twitching feeling in my balls. I wanted to cum soon and Amy, to her credit had withstood my onslaught well.

I wanted to make this memorable and although I never had a 'plan' as such to finish, I upped the ante, forcefully fucking Amy's tight little arsehole as I had her cunt for so long. She briefly passed out then came back to me. As I continued pounding her, I could feel my balls tightening and my strokes shortening. I hit that point of no return and jammed by cock as deep inside her as it would go seconds before it swelled even further and the first spurt of my hot seed shot up my shaft, emptying itself into her back passage. More salvos followed, and it was my turn to cry out. I held myself deep inside her, my arms wrapped around her until my orgasm subsided. I could hear the blood rushing through my head, I could feel it pulsing through my cock, the sweat dripped from me, and I was at peace with the world. This was the best woman and that was the best sex I had experienced in my life, ever.

I lay still, not wanting to move a muscle. I could hear my breathing, and I worked to get it under control; long slow breathes please, longer, slower. I took my weight on my arms, lifting myself off her and reducing the weight on Amy. I could feel her still quivering and shaking. We were both silent. I laid there for minutes regaining my strength before gingerly lifting myself and withdrawing. My cock was a mess, drenched in massage oil, pussy juice and my cum. It was red raw and angry almost shouting at me that it wanted more. I carefully rolled over and laid next to Amy. We both drifted in post orgasm recovery.

"Urrrggggg." Was the first sound I heard, then another "Urrrggggg." Moments passed with no more sounds and when I looked over, it seemed Amy was sleeping. How fucking rude, after all the effort I'd put in for her. I gave her a nudge... nothing, another nudge and I got another "Urrrggggg." I thought I'd at last broken by beautiful lover completely. I waited and she gradually returned to life.

"Fuck Josh... fuck... fuck... fuck... fuck... fuck... fuck." The words came out slowly, as if Amy's brain were re-connecting everything before she could really communicate.

"Fuck Josh... what the fuck was that? My cunt was raw and now you've fucking destroyed my arse. I won't be able to sit down for a week."

"Sorry." Was all I could muster.

"If it's any consolation, I'll need at least half an hour before I can get it up again." I added, hoping that would give her some relief. Amy looked at me in disbelief. "Are you fucking kidding me?... I was wrong, you're not an animal you're a fucking Neanderthal in a suite."

"WTF was that, Josh?... my insides are completely wrecked. Bits of me are still cumming now. I've never ever cum like that before. How is that even possible? How did you make me cum for half a fucking hour? How are you allowed to be with a woman Josh?... WFT... wtf." Amy's words tailed off. I rose and motioned for her to follow me to the shower, for the third time that night. She rose, gingerly, holding her arse cheeks. Again, the warm water soothed our bodies, cascading down over both of us. The soap washed the oil and sweat away and the dribbles of my cum running down Amy's legs. Amy gently caressed by half-hard tool seemingly infatuated with it. I tried ignoring the stimulation of seeing her glistening; I loved her perfect skin, her firm flesh, her perfect curves, the way she held herself, those legs that went on forever, even her deep red glossy hair was a turn-on for me. I could feel myself getting aroused again but I thought that maybe I'd made my point tonight and hoped the 'Josh' effect would take its course.

We dried off, glancing at the clock it was two thirty. I was conscious that John had been left tied on their bed for seven hours now. I told Amy to throw some clothes on, and I did the same. We headed out with her leading the way, albeit I could see moving rather gingerly. At the lift Amy directed us to the fifth floor, and we headed left out of the lift, towards the other end of the hotel to the Octagon Suite. We stopped outside room 524. Amy swiped the keycard and pushed the door very quietly. Entering we could see only one of the bedside lights was on. John was still tied spreadeagled although he had managed to pull the gag out of his mouth and it was now tied loosely round his neck. He seemed to be dozing with his half hard rather impressive cock lying on his tummy.

I closed the door quietly, ensuring not to wake him. Standing in the entrance to the bedroom, I removed all of Amy's clothes, marvelling again at her beauty. I gave her a gently nudge forward.

"Go suck your husband's cock, slut"

"Fuck Josh, this is what we'd always dreamed of... thank you for making this real for us," she whispered.

I sat in one of the comfy chairs at the end of the bed to watch.

"No more words, suck his cock Amy... that is my instruction, do you understand?"

"Yes sir, I understand."

Amy moved to the bed, lifting one knee, she knelt and mover over John's cock. I had an excellent view of her long, sensuous tongue snaking out and licking up his shaft, if only that were me. She gave a couple of licks depositing saliva on him. She teased under his head and slowly teased his dome. He reacted half-waking, his cock growing. Amy took him fully in her mouth her head bobbing up and down. John was fully awake now, his cock growing to what appeared to be a very healthy eight and a half inches. Respectable although not reaching my standard. He started responding, thrusting up into Amy's mouth. She cupped his balls sucking harder.

"Don't make him cum Amy." I instructed. Although she couldn't talk, Amy indicated acknowledgement. She slowed slightly and I could see John straining against the ropes.

"Sit on his face." I instructed.

Without hesitation, Amy climbed up the bed and firmly planted her hot wet cunt over John's face. I could see him latch onto her clit and start sucking. Amy who was clearly sensitive from the attention I'd given her doubled over groaning.

"Don't stop John." I instructed. I wasn't sure I'd ever expected to be dominating her husband, but he was obviously submissive so why not. I could see him eating Amy's clit and she was grinding herself into him.

"Stick your tongue in her cunt John." I instructed.

He did, and Amy's movement changed from grinding to fucking up and down, she was fucking her husband's tongue.

"Ohhh fuck John, that's so good." She groaned.

"Now back to her clit John but suck her harder." He moved up a bit and I could see him fasten his lips over Amy's clit. She jumped as he started sucking.

"Harder John."... I stood and came to stand beside her. Reaching up I took hold of one nipple and squeezed it roughly.

"Ohhhh fuck..." I twisted it between my fingers. I squeezed Amy's tit flesh hard, digging my nails in, then returned to her nipple and squeezed it harder.

"Ohhhh fuck... fuck... fuck..."

"Don't you stop John."... John was clearly not stopping as he nibbled and sucked on Amy's now massively over-sensitive love bud. Amy was grinding herself against him as I reached further across and twisted her other nipple. Her tits were truly gorgeous, large, firm and hanging pendulum-like in all their glory. A sharp twist elicited a yelp as I stretched Amy's nipple out from her body. I hadn't quite figured out if she was a real pain-slut, or she just liked it a bit rough. I decided to find out.

I undressed and knelt up on the bed behind her. My cock now at full attention but for the time being I needed to ignore it. I reached round and fondled both of Amy's tits whilst John continued his efforts on her clit. Squeezing her tits hard, I dug my nails into both nipples, pinching them sharply.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh... fuck Josh." Amy squealed, although I noted that she doubled her efforts grinding against John's face. I continued to roll her nipples, stretching and pulling them away from her tits.

"Ooohhhh God... don't stop you two... don't you fucking stop, I'm gonna cum... fuck... fuck... fuck..."

We didn't stop and Amy did cum, shuddering and shaking through a lovely orgasm.

"Amy, sit on John's cock," I instructed. She did as bid sliding back down and over John's now hard cock head. Neither of us were paying much attention to John and that suited me for the time being, but I felt I needed to set expectations with him.

"John, I want you to fuck your wife, but you're not to cum. Do you understand." John nodded.

"Amy, sit down, John's cock needs to be inside you. Amy complied, lowering herself slowly over him. The look on her face as he slid inside her was exquisite, a look of pure joy and lust. She started fucking him in slow strokes, lifting herself up and lowering onto his rigid cock.

"Ohhhh God... I love cock... I love your cock John... fuck me please... fuck me... fuck me, John. I stepped back taking in the pure eroticism of the situation. John started to buck upwards as Amy sank downwards, the slapping of body on body was both erotic and sensual and raw and dirty and depraved. I stood on the bed next to Amy and offered my cock up to her mouth.

"Suck me bitch." I ordered.

Amy opened her mouth, and I again found myself enveloped in that hot wet cavern of sensuality. I held her head firmly and fucked her mouth whilst John was fucking her cunt.

"Are you watching this John?... are you watching your wife suck me?"

"Yes." He mumbled.

"Is that all you've got to say for yourself John... come on, I've fucked all of your wife's holes tonight. She thinks I'm a better fuck that you John. Did you know that? Amy's cum on my cock far more times that she would have cum with you John, did you know that, and your wife is most definitely going to want more 'Josh' after tonight, John, did you know that"

Silence... either John was now too focused on fucking Amy that he couldn't respond, or he was too much of a wimp to acknowledge the real acts of what was happening, either way, this night was turning out better than I could have ever imagined. I fucked Amy's mouth slowly and deeply, making sure that John had a clear view. The trick I'd found was to keep her at the point just before her gag reflex cut in. Deep enough inside to affect her breathing but not deep enough for her to gag. I practiced holding her head and throat fucking her until her saliva dribbled out.

"Fuck her harder John." I instructed and John to his credit complied, upping the fuck rate and the force of his thrusts.

"Can you feel that, Amy?... that's your husband fucking you... does it feel good?"

"Yes sir, it feels good... I need to cum again sir."

"I don't think you've earned that yet Amy. You do not have permission to cum."

"God... sir, I really need to... I really need to cum.

"Beg me you dirty slut... beg me for your release." I watched John and saw him visibly jerk at my name calling of his wife, but it didn't matter, this was my night and it was my decision of what happened, and ultimately, he was in bondage on the bed so it didn't matter whether he liked it or not.

"Fuck her John, harder... put some fucking effort into it you idle bastard." I chided.

John upped his fuck rate again, now slamming into his wife. Amy was holding onto my thighs to steady herself and I could feel her shudder, her climax not far off.

"God sir, please... please, I really need to cum..." she groaned.

"Why should I let you cum slut, and what will you give me to get that release?

"Anything sir, I'll give you anything, just let me cum."

"Did you hear that John... your wife if offering me 'anything'."

"Do you agree that, John?"

Silence... "Do you agree that John"?

"Umm, yes sir I agree" came back the response.

"Very well, John, keep fucking her until she's cum, Amy, you may cum."

I pulled Amy onto my cock now forcing myself deep down her throat. I'm not pulling my cock out until you've cum Amy, so I suggest you get on with it. John was still fucking her roughly and I could feel Amy very close to her release. I'm sure she would have given us both a stream of instructions had she been able to talk but the only sound Amy was able to make were guttural choking noises. Her tits started jiggling and her entire body started spasming as she came. I kept her mouth buried on the root of my cock until her orgasm subsided and released her. She withdrew coughing and wheezing to get air in her lungs.

"Ohhh fuck... ohhh fuck... fucking hell... fuck... fuck... fuck... fuck... John, stop, please stop."

"John, don't you dare stop... keep fucking this dirty slut."

John kept pumping and I climbed behind Amy and took up position. Had she ever been double penetrated before? We would find out. I positioned my cock at the entrance to her arsehole and pushed. Initially Amy clenched but given out previous session, I soon found my way in. I started pumping and within seconds the commentary started.

"Ohhh... fuck no... that's too much, slow down... fuck Josh slow down please... I can't take it."

Both John and I ignored every word that came out of her mouth, even though it was quite entertaining and kept the erotism going; Amy thinking that she had any control over the situation. We both continued fucking.

"Ohhh OMG... I'm cumming again... I'm fucking cumming again you bastards... fuck me you fucking wanking cunting bastards... give it to me." I don't know about John, but I could feel Amy's arse spasming and clenching. I held her arse cheeks tightly and I continued to fuck her back passage. I had no intention of stopping, as I'd already cum twice I knew I could fuck now forever.

We both pounded her with Amy again cumming at regular intervals. John was still tied and could only fuck upwards. I held his wife and drew every last possible cum out of her that I could. We did deep and hard, slow and gentle and everywhere in between. Eventually John succumbed first.

"I'm gonna cum soon." he announced.

"Go for it I announced."

Amy was still orgasming every few minutes and I felt John's rhythm change. His strokes became shorter and jerkier, and I felt him bury himself in Amy and stay there. Amy came again and I took that to be my que to destroy what was left of her for the night. I pounded her physically as hard as I could. I buried my full fat rock hard cock so deep in her I'm surprised it didn't appear in her throat.

"Ohhhh God... OMG... OMG... Ohh Josh... fucking hell, fucking hell you bastard... don't stop... don't stop... don't stop Josh... I'm cumming... I'm fucking cumming again... aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh... aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh"

I kept fucking but I could feel my own orgasm approaching. I prepared making sure I had a tight grip on Amy and plunged myself as deep as I'd ever been in anyone. Although cumming, I had to keep fucking her. I'd never felt this before; I'd cum but my cock didn't soften. If anything, I felt even harder. I kept fucking plunging so deep inside her. Amy was full on screaming now and I wondered whether we'd get a visit from hotel management, but I couldn't stop. I was honour bound to fuck Amy until I physically could fuck any more. I pounded and pound, Amy kept cumming and John just lay there below us watching. Eventually, I felt the stirring of needing to cum again. As I kept fucking this feeling grew and before long, I was ready to blow. I came deep inside my lover, pumping another load of my hot seedy cum into her. Amy was constantly cumming to the point here her jerks and spasming were like that of an epileptic hooker.

I slowed feeling that was indeed my last load for the night. Amy however was still cumming. Her arse and internal muscles kept shuddering and shaking and her groans and shrieks continued. I eventually pulled out of her and pushed her down on John.

"Untie him," I instructed.

Slowly Amy reached over John's head and untied the top ropes. She then crashed on the bed, her body still quivering. It was four AM and we'd been playing and fucking since eight PM the night before. I made use of their shower and washed myself down. When I came out, Amy and John were both crashed on the bed looking exhausted.

"Hi I'm John." John introduced himself.

"Hi John, I'm Josh... I've just spent the night fucking your wife." I responded.

"So, I understand," he quipped... "did she provide a good service?"

"She did. Amy tells me she's a nymphomaniac. Is that right?" I asked.

"It is," he responded.

"Well, I'm as close to being addicted to sex as its possible for a guy to get so I expect that we'll be doing this again soon" I added.

"Sounds good to me," was John's response.

I grabbed three beers from the mini-bar, and we downed them in a few seconds; Amy was strangely quiet although following my every move. I excused myself and left Amy and John together. I wanted them to absorb the events of the night. I knew Amy would be back for more 'Josh'; they always came back for more.

In the room I curled up trying to get a few hours' sleep. The night could not have gone any better, with Amy more than living up to all my expectations. Before I could get to sleep my phone buzzed with a text; "thank you Josh, that was the best night of my life; until next time, which I hope will be soon... love Amy"... I responded with a "you're very welcome my sexy lady, it was my pleasure," which it had been. I drifted off to sleep.