Going Commando

Everyone was joining Ross at a museum benefit that night, where he was scheduled to give a speech. After much frustration and many distractions, he had managed to get everyone ready and on their way down to the waiting cabs. He called out for Rachel as he guided Monica and Phoebe out the door.

Rachel walked out of her bedroom, wearing a stunning sea-foam green gown. The fitted dress fell to her ankles, had a high slit over her left leg, and a very low neckline. She held her matching jacket in one hand, as she presented herself for his approval.

"Wow! You, uh... you look... wow!"

Smiling, she walked over to him. "And I still have about five seconds to spare," she said, looking at her watch. They shared a lingering kiss, and Ross was reminded again of his good fortune to be with Rachel. "That was about seven seconds," she assessed.

"So we're a little late." Ross shrugged it off.

"Come on," Rachel said, taking his hand and walking to the door. Then she stopped and turned. "Oh, and by the way," she said in a sexy but matter-of-fact tone, "I'm going commando too."

Ross uttered a simple "Ohhhh!" as she led him out the door, his knees weak at the thought.

The entire evening at the benefit, Ross couldn't keep that thought out of his mind. He stole glances down her dress. A couple times Rachel caught him, and she gave him a smile and a wink. Whenever she walked away from him, Ross examined her hips and ass, as discretely as possible, trying to see if there was the soft outline of panties or a thong.

Even as he was giving his speech, he looked at Rachel and her words replayed in his mind, "...oh, and by the way, I'm going commando too."

"Is that true?" he thought. "Is she really wearing nothing under her dress?"

They say a nervous public speaker should imagine all the attendees sitting in their underwear. But for Ross, all he could imagine was his girlfriend sitting there completely naked.

When the event ended, the friends left the museum and hailed cabs. Rachel said to Ross, "How about we take a little walk? You know, to end the evening."

"Yeah, sure," he responded, and then said to the others, "We'll catch up with you guys back at the apartment."

As Rachel and Ross walked hand-in-hand down the street, Ross ventured a question. "Say, Rach... what you said before we left... about 'going commando'... is, um, is that true?"

Rachel got a devilish little smile on her face. "Been thinking about that, have we, Dr. Geller?"

"Yeah. It's pretty much the only thing I was thinking about."

"Well then, how about you just find out?"

She led him down an empty side street and then turned into a dark alley between buildings. They stood in the shadows about ten feet from the sidewalk. Rachel kissed Ross passionately. His hand went to her breast, and he felt her hard nipple protruding slightly.

"So, you think I'm commando on top?" she asked.

"Un huh," he replied.

"Well, you better make sure."

She slipped the short jacket off her shoulders, so it draped from her elbows, like a wrap. Ross slid the strap of her dress down her arm. In the dim light, Rachel studied his reactions as he pulled part of her dress down, exposing her left breast. He caressed it lovingly, as if he had never touched her breasts before. She loved the way he worshiped her. It made her feel like the sexiest woman on earth.

"How about the bottom? You should probably see if I'm going commando down there, too."

The slit of Rachel's long dress came up a few inches above her knee. Ross reached under, feeling her smooth leg. Then he slowly moved his hand in and upward, pulling the dress up with his wrist. She took a sharp breath as his hand brushed against her soft pussy, then she giggled.

"When I go commando, I go all the way." She kissed him again. "So what are you going to do about this? Do you want me? Right here? Right now?"

Ross' kiss told her that his answer was "yes."

Rachel pushed him back against the wall of the building. She unzipped his tuxedo pants and took out his dick, which was already quite hard. As she fondled him, Rachel leaned in, pressing her breasts into his chest. She kissed him roughly, then gently bit his lower lip and pulled it as she moved slightly away.

"I'm not your sweet girlfriend... for right now."

Ross paused a moment before he replied, "Then suck me, bitch."

She gave him an approving smile as he put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her down. Though he knew what to expect, he still was a bit surprised at the feeling of Rachel's warm wet mouth engulfing the head of his cock. He couldn't really see what she was doing, so all his attention was focused on the sensations of being licked and sucked.

Rachel also made certain Ross could hear her. Sucking... licking... quietly moaning her enjoyment. Giving him some aural stimulation to go with the oral stimulation.

Rachel loved how she felt sexy and dirty at the same time. She smiled to herself, wondering what her mother would think if she saw Rachel now. A good upper-class girl in an evening gown and heels, crouching in a dark alley and sucking cock.

They heard voices coming down the street. "Do you think they'll see us?" Ross asked.

"So what if they do?" Rachel paused to reply, before going back to her fellatio.

Soon, a small group of college frat boys walked down the opposite sidewalk. All were carrying beers, and were in various stages of drunkenness.

"Hey, look over there," one of them said.

They couldn't see much from across the street, other than the silhouettes of two people, created by a light farther up the alley. But they could clearly watch the shape of a woman's head, moving back and forth as she gave head.

"Dude, she's giving that dude a hummer," another observed.

"Uh, Rach," Ross whispered, "we've been spotted."

She stopped sucking and used her hand. "What do you care? You're the one getting a blowjob," she joked. She knew what the answer would be when she asked, "Do you REALLY want me to stop?"

"Well, no..."

"Then how about I give them a show." Turning to the street she yelled, "Watch and learn, boys!"

As she resumed blowing Ross, their audience shouted encouragement. "Yeah, suck him off." "How much did he pay for that?" "Come on, deep-throat him."

Rachel played to both Ross' reactions and the frat boys' lewd comments.

A car drove up the street, and for a few seconds, the headlights illuminated Ross and Rachel to the world. "Fuck! She's hot!" one of the guys said.

"I guess you're lucky to have me," she said to her man, teasing him.

"You have no idea..." he responded.

"Let's see ya fuck her, dude!"

"Yeah, let's see ya fuck me, dude," Rachel said to Ross. She stood up. "We should probably give our fans what they want. Think we can do this standing?"

"Sure, like this," Ross said, still in disbelief of their erotic situation. He turned her slightly away from him, and helped hike up her dress over her hips.

"Put your arm around my neck." Rachel did so, as Ross bent over to hook his forearm under her knee. When he stood back up, he pulled up Rachel's bare leg, opening her pussy lips as she balanced on one foot.

"Oooo," she said, impressed, "where'd you learn this?"

Kissing her, he replied sheepishly, "Saw it in a porn movie once. I always wanted to try it."

"Well, I guess now's your chance."

Rachel reached down between her open legs and took Ross' cock. She guided it up and into herself. Shouts of approval echoed down the street as they started to fuck.

Another car passed. The lights revealed Rachel standing spread, leg pulled up, with Ross' cock buried in her. The group saw her sexy legs and pussy. One breast still exposed. The men cheered and whistled.

Rachel yelled to the on-lookers. "All right, you've had your little peep show. Now, go find some more beer."

The college guys knew that their fun was over, so they wandered away, some shouting derisive comments. "Fuck you!" one of the more drunken ones yelled as they went down the street.

"WHY, YES, HE IS. THANK YOU VERY MUCH," Rachel taunted, as Ross continued thrusting up into her.

As they fucked, she tilted her head back and kissed him. "Shit! I like this. I feel like such a whore," Rachel panted, "What else do you want to do to me?"

Ross lowered her leg and Rachel got the idea. With his cock still in her, Rachel turned, bent forward, and started riding his rod. Ross held her hips, but let her take over.

He leaned back against the building as Rachel fucked his hard dick. The cool air wrapped around his moistened shaft each time Rachel pulled nearly off him. Then he felt the amazing heat of her vagina as she plunged him back into herself.

Her brown hair swayed with every thrust. She was gasping in pleasure. The rubbing on her pussy lips was wonderful.

"Oh god, I'm gonna cum like this. This is so incredible!" she groaned, "Do anything you want to me. Fuck me like a whore, Ross."

He took her arms by the elbows and pulled them back, bending her further over. His actions followed her moans of, "Harder... deeper... YESSS!!! Like that... like that..."

They were both grunting now, with Ross banging Rachel more passionately and roughly than ever before. But she loved it, and was goading him for more.

"Come on, fuck me, Ross... I'm your little slut. Fuck me good and hard... Oh, god... Oh yes..."

Rachel moaned loudly as she came. Ross kept nailing her, trying to elicit another moan with each thrust. The traffic noise on the nearby avenue would block anyone there from hearing them. And since their street was again empty, Ross knew that her very public moans were only for him.

He released and shot his cum deep into Rachel. She tingled at the new hot wetness. He kept cumming and cumming. She focused on that feeling and hearing him groan her name.

As their passion ebbed, Ross took the handkerchief from his jacket. He kissed Rachel, and cleaned her up after pulling out.

"Wow, you came a lot, stud," Rachel smiled.

She lowered and adjusted her dress as Ross threw the soiled cloth in the trash and zipped up.

As they exited the alleyway, Rachel covered her breast and pulled up her shoulder strap. And by the time they reached the main street, her jacket was back in place. They entered the crowd of pedestrians. Ross hailed a cab. They were arm-in-arm, laughing. To all eyes, they became just another couple in love, heading home from a night on the town.

THE END

After School Special

My wife is a school teacher, so throughout the course of the year, there are numerous functions held for the parents during the evenings that she is expected to attend. The story I'm about to tell occurred at the end of last year when I went to pick her up after one such function.

"Are you sure you'll be alright?" my wife asked as she got out of the car in front of the school. "That's an awfully long time to wait."

"Don't worry about it, I'll be fine," I reassured her. "I'll stay a little late at work, pick up a few things we need at the store, and stop off to get something to eat. By the time I do all that and drive back over here, everything should be pretty much finished and we can head back home."

"You're the best," she said, smiling and giving me a soft, delicious kiss. "I'll see you then."

She got out of the car and walked towards the front door of the school, giving me a breathtaking view as she went. It was late spring, so the weather was finally warm and she was showing off a little skin. Classily, of course, since it was a work function. Nonetheless, the brightly colored skirt, matching top, and heels accented all the right parts. I licked my lips as I watched her perfect ass and muscular legs as she walked away. As she approached the door, she wiggled her hips a bit, knowing full well that I was watching and probably drooling. She turned back towards the car, smiled and waved, and headed off to her meeting.

"God, she's hot," I mumbled to myself, feeling my cock begin to harden at the mere thought of making love to her. "Ok, now to work," I said, attempting to bring myself back from the daydream I was headed for. I put the car in gear and drove the few miles to my office.

The day passed as I expected, lots of meetings and reports to write. My wife called around 5 to make sure everything was going well. I assured her it was and said that I would probably be leaving in another hour. There was nothing sexual about the call, but the sound of her voice made my heart flutter and made me want to go back to the daydream I had earlier in the day. For a minute I actually considered heading into the bathroom to masturbate, fantasizing about my hot piece of ass wrapping her lips around my cock and sucking me till I shot my sticky cum in her mouth, but I forced myself back to work.

I left work at a little after six and headed over to the mall to pick up two new ink cartridges for our printer and stopped by the book store to see what new books had come out in the history section. I wandered over to the food court and got a bite to eat. By now it was about quarter past eight and I decided to make the half hour drive back to my wife's school. Unfortunately, there had been a car accident on the main road I had to take to get to the school, so by the time I arrived there it was just before 9. I pulled into the parking lot and noticed only one other car.

"I hope she's not mad," I thought to myself as I got out of the car and hurried to the door. I pressed the buzzer for her to let me in and waited for the door to open. A minute passed before I heard the sound of her heels clicking down the hallway to the door.

"Hi baby," she said, as she pushed open the door. "You have perfect timing. Everything's wrapped up and I'm almost ready to get out of here." She smiled and gave me a kiss. "Follow me," she directed, "I need your help carrying some stuff to the car."

"Anything for my Princess," I teased, following her into the school. "I was worried you were going to be mad at me since I was so late. There was an accident and traffic was really bad."

"Nope, like I said, you have perfect timing," she replied.

We entered her classroom and she pointed out a few small boxes that needed to be loaded in the car.

"I have a couple more things to gather up, so if you can take those out to the car now, I should be just about ready by the time you get back," she said. "Just prop open the door when you go outside so you can get back in."

"No problem," I replied stacking up the boxes.

Before I picked them up, she walked over to me and gave me another kiss, this one much deeper and with a little tongue. Her hand gently brushed against my cock through my pants and she moaned softly in my ear. I kissed her again, sliding my tongue deep in her mouth and cupped her left boob in my hand, gently squeezing. She began to rub my cock a little harder, making it quite stiff.

"Ok," I said, "Let's get this stuff loaded up so we can go home and make love."

"Yes," she said, "Let's."

"Good night Lissy," came a strange voice as I was heading out the classroom door. "See you on Monday."

"Good night Pam. Have a good weekend," said my wife.

I took the boxes to the car and returned to the classroom to finally collect my wife and whatever else she was bringing home.

"Are you ready?" I asked.

"No, not quite," she replied. "There's one more thing I absolutely need to do before we get out of here."

I was starting to get a little annoyed. After all, it was nearly 9:30 on a Friday and we were still at her work.

"Ok, how long is this going to take?" I asked, trying as best I could do disguise the irritation in my voice.

"That's up to you," she replied, again walking over to where I stood and planting another kiss on my lips. This time it was a different kiss, much harder and forceful; it had a feeling I was quite familiar with after a few years of marriage.

"Lissy, what is it that you want?" I asked innocently.

"Well," she began, "You said you want to make love and I want it now. I don't think I can wait till we get home."

"Here in the classroom?" I asked, extremely turned on by the idea.

"Why not? Everyone's gone. I've been thinking about your hard cock in my tight little cunt all day and I want it now."

"What a naughty schoolteacher," I teased. "I could never turn down that offer," I said, beginning to unbuckle my pants. "I love to make my Princess happy."

I dropped my pants and underwear to my ankles, exposing my very hard cock, drops of precum already beginning to form on the tip.

"I've been thinking about this all day," I told her. "You are sooo incredibly hot and you almost caused me to masturbate at work."

"I like to hear that," she said, gently caressing my balls. "I like to know that I make my man all hot and bothered."

She walked over to her desk and motioned me to follow. I did as I was told with a little difficulty since my pants were down around my ankles. She turned around, hiked up her skirt, bent over the desk slightly, and said, "fuck me. Fuck me deep and hard."

I pulled down the waist band of her thong to expose the top of her ass crack and gently licked it and then grabbed both ass cheeks and gently squeezed. God I love her ass, it's so perfect. I pulled the thong down the rest of the way and she bent over a little more, spreading her legs a bit as she did so. I took a step back to get a better look and nearly lost my mind. Her ass was pushed out as she bent over the desk, she was still wearing her heels and her legs were spread, her skirt was hiked up to just below her boobs, and her brown hair was hanging down over her face.

"What are you waiting for?" she asked, "Come and fuck my pussy."

Without a word, I stepped in closer and slid my cock between those amazing thighs and into her dripping pussy. Very slowly I began to thrust in and out, enjoying the awesome sensation.

"Yes Baby," she breathe, "now faster, fuck me faster."

I continued a nice slow and even pace, letting the anticipation build.

"Does my Princess want to be fucked hard?" I asked, continuing my pace.

"Yes, yes," she replied. "I want it hard."

"You want it hard like a slut?"

"Yes baby. Hard like a dirty little slut."

"Then let me hear you beg," I said.

"Please baby, fuck me like the pretty little slut I am. I want you to shoot your cum in my hot wet cunt. Please Baby," she whined.

"I guess I can do that," I replied.

I grabbed her hips and began to thrust, deep and hard.

"Oh God, yes! That's what I want!" she exclaimed.

Faster and faster I continued to thrust, my orgasm slowly beginning to build. She began to rock her hips front to back, setting up a great rhythm with my thrusting and making my cock penetrate even deeper.

"Oh baby, fuck my hole! Ram that cock deep inside! Fuck your dirty little schoolteacher's cunt!"

We continued our rhythm for another minute or two, both of our orgasms continuing to build.

"Yes! Yes! Keep going fast! I'm gonna cum!" she exclaimed, both hands clutching the edge of the desk.

I thrust one more time and felt my orgasm explode inside her, shooting hot sticky cum deep in her pussy.

"Oh God! Oh God! Yes!" she yelled.

I felt her pussy tighten around my cock and then begin to pulse as the waves of her orgasm washed over her. She paused for a minute to catch her breath before turning around, throwing her arms around me and giving me a deep passionate kiss.

"That's what your Princess needed," she sighed.

She bent down and picked up her thong, handing it for me to hold and said," Let's go home,"

"You're not going to wear this?" I asked, zipping up my pants and buckling my belt.

"No," she replied, "There's nothing better than the feel of leather on bare skin and I intend to enjoy the ride home. Plus, I'm not done with you yet and it'll only get in the way once we're home."

THE END