Beth struggled with the thought all week. People in the office said that she seemed ‘chirpy’ these days. She hadn’t noticed that but realized that it was true. The day came and she was a furor of emotions. She did her work through the day and dealt with all their people but was fluttering in side. Finally, his time came. She met him at the door; she had taken the time first of all to remove her camisole and bra. The camisole was necessary today, since the blouse was so thin and transparent. It allowed a lacy bra to be seen clearly beneath the camisole but that was merely a fashion statement. Now, with the cam
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isole and the lacy bra off, she was downright sexual.
She smiled at him. As she backed away from the door and went toward the room where they worked together. He was frowning.
“Why? What’s wrong, James?” she cried almost in a panic. “Don’t I look nice for you?”
“Nice, yes, Beth but what were my instructions?”
‘Instructions,’ the very word almost overcame her. She was really in this area of sex and submission that had so long been a dark but sweet fantasy. It made her breathing hard and made the crotch of her yellow panties wet. “Oh, I’m so sorry, James,” she hesitated to say. “I know you ordered me to have no blouse and no bra on; but I thought . . .”
He interrupted her with a bit of cruelty in his voice. Just the tone increased Beth’s sexual panic for the moment. She discovered that she loved the almost terror of it. He was really asserting himself toward her. “You don’t think, Beth; you don’t think, woman,” she whispered with his face directly in front of hers. “You do what you’re told. Isn’t that right.”
Beth was in a full blown panic by now; she was sure that he was going to leave right then. Her hands flew to the buttons on her blouse. She felt clumsy, not elegant at all, certainly not the way she wanted to feel, stripping for him. But the blouse was then unbuttoned and she shrugged it off of her shoulders. She was naked from the waist up for him. She had a hopeful smile on her face.
“That’s my babe,” he cooed to her, as his hands snaked out and caressed her naked tits. “Nice, momma,” he continued to coo to her. “Nice what?” he then inquired.
She loved the words, the almost dirty words; she loved having them said to her and saying them herself: “Nice tits, James? Are they nice, my tits?”
“Perfect,” he said, “That’s what they are.” Then he pinched her nipples; he pinched them hard. He legs quivered; she began to breath hard, and put her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. “You like that, momma? Huh? You like that, Bethy? Do you?”
“Oh, I like that; the pressure . . .oh, I mean the pain; it . . .it just feels so hot.”
James laughed and looked at her in her ecstasy: “Study now, Beth; study.”
They worked on the grammar section of their lessons, and, as in the past, he worked hard. She was pleased. She was sexually thrilled by sitting there with him with her tits out, naked to the waist. He took time periodically to reach out and stroke a tit or pull at a nipple. She made a comment each time he did it; it was her form of encouragement. All too soon they were through. This time she walked him, bare breasted, to the door. He was about to leave but turned to her first. James gathered Beth and kissed her. She was ready for it by now. She waded into the kiss with everything: lips, tongue, teeth, spit! Everything! She sucked on his tongue as though it were a cock. He laughed. You do that like you know what you’re doing.”
Beth blushed. It was a message that she hoped he’d get from her kiss. Just before leaving he whispered in her ear: “What color panties are you wearing, Beth?”
“Ohhhh,” she breathed, as he pushed their interactions to a new level. “They’re yellow, nylon, bikinis, sir!” The ‘sir’ simply tumbled out of her. “They’re see through,” she whispered.
“Hmmm,” James said. “Sexy, bad girl!” Then he grinned at her. She knew something was coming: “Next week, my slutty Beth, . . .” The new name ripped through her and Beth almost came then and there. “Next week,” he continued, “No skirt; you hear?” “Yes, I hear,” Beth said eagerly. “Next week no skirt.”
“You meet me in panties and bra but no skirt; we’ll go from there.”
“Yes,” she said, “ I’ll meet you in panties and bra and we’ll go from there.” He left. She almost scurried to her office, after gathering her blouse and camisole, and played with herself. She knew it would be a long week.
(This is totally a work of fiction. If you wish to see more, let me know: mattwatt43@gmail.com.)
Author's Note: Please, please comment upon this. Chapter two [with a lot more sex] is coming along!
February 6, 2009. London. 11:57.
I ran out of the convenience store, ripped the cap off of my coke, and took a gulp of the sickly sweet black liquid. I drank again, this time swishing the sugary concoction around my mouth, hoping to cleanse it from the metallic taste left by blood.
“Fuck” I iterated in anger. I swore another 4 times. I let out a roar, less angry now more in elation. My phone rang, interrupting my rant. I fished it out of my pocket, looked at the caller ID, and unlisted number.
“Bonjour” I greeted.
“Is it done” Russ, my CIA contact, greeted me with a question.
“Yes.” English now.
“Dead?”
“Yes”
“Good” He hung up. I did likewise.
January 3rd, 2009. New York City. 9:56 pm
I was state side, visiting the only civilian connection I had left: Pearl. Pearl is my connection to the human world. I visit her every month or two, she is my only known contact. This is a bit too regular for me, but well, Pearl is the love of my life. She is my friend, my lover, my absolution.
I got off the Air France flight from Charles De Gaulle, walked through the maze of intertwining corridors, going down escalators until I finally found my self to baggage claim and saw my first glimpse of New York in the New Year. Snowing again, typical, perfect, the way I like New York. It comforts me somehow, to know that one of the biggest cities on the earth is still subject to mother nature. Knowing that no matter what is thrown at them, the New Yorkers will continue to hurry after fleeting lives that just slip through their fingers. Comforting it may have been, yet it was also unsettling. To walk through the crowds, too aware that I didn’t belong. Once you take a life you are never the same they say. Well that’s a lie. Everyone else is different.
I picked up a plain black bag, unremarkable enough to be forgotten, cheap enough to be replaced. It’s a hassel waiting for baggage off carasels now a days, and it slows you down and creates a possible opening, yet post 9-11 traveling without bags flags a little message in every security personal.
Normally it doesn’t matter, they see your license, sometimes run a check, it is fine. But my I don’t deal in computers, oil, politics, or one of a thousand other mundane jobs. My business is death. I don’t like people looking into my background. I may use fake IDs, but it isn’t worth the risk anymore. I don’t want anybody to find me, much less to know my regular schedule. This way it is easier, a bag filled with cheap clothes, maybe a box of cheap chocolates, and even a fake watch; nothing too interesting to warrant attention, but nothing too sparse to puzzle a bag checker. Simple, medium, average, that’s me.
I walked out of the airport, looked left, right, up, and off into the future. No one stuck me as dangerous. I jumped into a taxi.
“Where you going?” a gruff New York accent greeted me.
“Times Square” I replied, and rode the rest of the trip in silence. Look behind me, look to the right, check number plates. I barely even noticed doing it. This was my job, notice things, avoid danger, stay safe, stay alive.
I got at Times Square and immediately blended in. I walked the 18 blocks to Pearl and my rendezvous checking all the time I wasn’t being followed. I arrived at “La Café”, a traditionally American coffee house trying to adapt a sense of culture that it had no understanding for, with twenty minutes to spare. I pushed through the heavy oak doors and moved into the small cramped bistro that is so typical in Manhattan. France my foot.
I have sat and sipped lattés in cafés upon the Champs-Elysees, they are filled with culture, vibe, you instantly get the feeling you are just a fleeting moment in life. I love it. I crave it. Yet here they were determined to hang mirrors everywhere. I hated it, I loathed it, but Pearl loved it, and I love her. I ordered a disgustingly sweet latte and sat down in a too soft armchair and flipped through one of the magazines on the table, “Wild Hunting”, once again I was struck at how badly the Americans could fail, they always missed out on the small details. I chuckled at myself, I had been here no longer than two hours and I had already remembered why I was desperate to get away.
I heard the little bell over the door chime. I looked up and froze. There she was! Pearl. Looking radiant in a thigh length leather jacket, long black two inch heeled boots, a pair of snug jeans, and a black turtle neck sweater. He illustrious golden-brown hair trickled swept across her face to rest mid breast. She saw me, and her face broke into a smile. I stood, shaky, and motioned for her to sit. She hugged me instead.
“Salut Charles” She greeted me, pressing herself into me, snuggling under my chin until her head rested over my heart.
“Hey Pearl” I answered. We sat, saying nothing, but drinking in each other’s appearance. It had been too long. It always is too long.
“How have you been?” I asked, with a feeble grin, recognizing how typical it was. Christ I thought I may as well have said How’s the weather. She let out a burst of soft laughter, my heart leapt.
“Good Charles, good.” I loved the way she would call my Charles, saying it with a French accent.
We lay spent two hours on her king sized bed, our clothes strewn across the floor haphazardly, dropped were we had ripped them off. The sheets wrapped around us like a cocoon, warding off the cold from our naked, sweat, entwined bodies.
“I love you” I whispered into her ear.
“You better” She answered with a playful slap to my chest.
I pulled on top of me, and caught a strong whiff of her perfume. I was instantly aroused.
“Ready for round two already?” she asked.
“No I’m happy like this.” I whispered into her ear. She reached down and slid her hand over my stiff member.
“Mhmmm I can tell.” She said seductively in my ear. I ran my hand down from her shoulders, over the dimple in the small of her back, to her soft, perfectly formed buttocks. I gently squeezed.
“Mhmmmmmmm” she sighed. My hands continued their search until I found her smooth, damp, slit. I rubbed her up once, and then rolled off of me until she lay flat on her back. Her head propped up by the pillow, her green eyes stared into mine, her head started to bob up and down in a silent plea. I leant in and kissed her softly on her lips, then more passionately. Soon I moved from her soft, full, lips to her neck and started to kiss the smooth skin there. My journey continued until I reached her right breast, I held it in my hand and gently massaged it. My head, under a force stronger than gravity, was pulled towards her nipple. I took it into my mouth. I felt it stiffen instantly. Once again Pearl moaned. My left hand moved from her left breast down to her belly button and further down, I crossed the soft, smooth, expand of her pelvis and came to rest just above her clit.
“Go on, you bastard, go on!” She commanded. I followed her order, I started to slowly rub the little nub, picking up the pace which was replicated by the speed and pressure of my mouth on the nipple. Beyond long I could take it no longer. I moved my body down the bed further and buried my head in between her legs. My tongue found her slit and it caressed her lips, parting them to enter her. Her musty, strong, delicious, taste greeted me. This time we both moaned. My lapping continued for two or three minutes, her hands found a hold on my ears and pushed me into her, holding me there tight forcing me to go on harder faster.
I retracted my head, she let out a soft sigh of disappointment. I moved up her body and kissed her lips. She took hold of my stiff pole and pulled me towards her. In a sudden move she pushed me to the bed with her spare hand, and sat on top of my muscular thighs just above the knees.
“You’re turn!” she said with a devious grin. She began to stroke and fondle my scrotum. Still keeping one hand on my dick and the other cupping my balls, she started kissing my chest, moving down until she reached my happy trail.
“Where does this lead I wonder?” She asked. Well she soon found out. She followed the thin brown hair down to my pubes and to the rod sticking out of them. In one swift move she engulfed my head in her mouth and moved down until half of me was buried in her velvety soft mouth. She started to bob up and down, running her toung over the underside of my dick, swallowing on when going down, and sucking when retracting. Within four minutes I was close.
“Ba... ba… babe… almost… almost….” I warned and encouraged. To my utter dismay she released me from the confines her of her accommodating orifice. She left my pole hanging in the open, straining, craving attention, and moved up my chest until her knees were on either side of my biceps. I looked up into her face, framed by her breasts on either side.
“I think you owe me something.” She shuffled forward until her dripping opening was hovering above my nose. I inhaled her strong, arousing scent. I grabbed her but and pulled her down until I could slide my tongue in and out of her, occasionally stopping to swirl over her clit. Within minutes she was getting close.
“Okay, no more teasing” she told me. I started to get up and she pushed me down. “No! Let’s try something new.” She impaled herself upon me, facing me, and started to gyrate up and down, while rocking back and forth. She arched her back and tilted her head back. We started to moan in unison. My body arched to meet her every down stroke. Faster. Faster. Harder. Louder. The squelching noises of my juice coated dick sliding in and out of her sent us over the edge. She climaxed. Her pussy clenched around my swollen head and rigid shaft. This sent me over the edge, my balls raised further into my body, and I shot out stream after stream of my seed into her.
“Fuck” I said. “That was good” We fell asleep in each other’s arms.
January 6, 2009. New York. 12:43.
I walked through central park, enjoying the birds singing around me and the cold breeze on my face. I felt alive. My heart was beating, my head was swimming. I was in love.
My phone rang, my heart froze, my stomach dropped, and I stopped mid step. I hoped against hope it was Pearl, calling to tell me she loved me, but deep down I knew it wouldn’t be her, she was working all day, in some fashion industry.
I fumbled for the phone in my pocket and managed to answer it.
“Hello.” A large Texan voice boomed at me. “Charles Morgan.” It wasn’t a question it was a statement.
“Who is this?” I asked.
“Charles Morgan?” It said again, this time slightly unsure. Good, keep them on the back foot. If they’re only contact information about me was found in a file, then they also knew my history.
“Who is this? I won’t ask again.”
“Russ Williams, CIA.”
“What do you want?”
“I have a job”
“That’s nice, so do I”
“No, no I meant, I was calling to see if… if you would be interested in doing me a… favor.” I laughed on the inside. Inexperienced. A hardened veteran would not be phased. It was obvious to me that the only contact this Russ had with men like me was in a Langley handbook.
“I don’t do favors. Goodbye” I said
“Wait!” He yelled “Meet me, Central Park, twenty minutes, under the bridge.”
“Alone” I conditioned him. I hung up, flipped the phone over, and ejected the sim card. Fuck, how’d they get my number? Fucking CIA, I was determined to get to the bottom of this.
Ten minutes later I sat on a bench 100 meters away from the bridge, with ear buds plugged in, I looked like any other resident taking a relaxing walk in the park. No more than four minutes later I saw a huge man walk up. He kept looking behind his back furtively.
Subtle. I said. Very subtle, no one would ever make you would they? I sat for another two minutes making sure he was along before circling around to his back, checking the trees on either side to make sure he really was alone. I slid my hand into my pocket and opened a folding knife. I rushed forward, and taking the texan by surprised, pushed him under the bridge.
“Hey wait a minute partn…” he stopped mid sentence when my knife came to rest against his larynx.
“How did you find me!” I interrogated
“We got a file on you, put the knife down”
“No” I pressed harder to make a point. “What do you want with me!”
“I got a job.”
“Not intersted. Leave me alone” I kneed him in the balls, slid the knife into my pocket, and began to run away.
“Hold up. Pearl” He managed to gasp out.
“What!” I turned mid step. “What did you say” I walked towards him with murder in my eyes. “Tell me what you mean”
“She’s in danger,” he struggled for breath “the Company… tracking her… get you… kill her.” I was tempted to kill him, but decided he might have some information.
“What do you want from me? How does this help you!”
“If you kill them, our operatives are able to infiltrate the English crime scene.”
“Lets go someplace else.” I glanced around suddenly aware of how very open I was. Two hours later we were sitting in a little bistro off of central park. Russ was holding an ice cold bottle of cold between his thighs. He had just related the story to me.
The Company, the biggest gang in England ranging from petty drug dealers to infiltrating to the highest politicians, was coming after me. Apparently I had killed their man last August while on a job for MI5 last year.
“I couldn’t have killed an unimportant one could I” I asked him dryly.
“Yap partner.”
‘And let me get this clear, you think if I kill this man… Jack, I will wipe my slate clean? They will stop gunning for me?”
“Shit man, no! But it will create enough confusion to safe your girl,” Ah yes Pearl. Apparently the Company had been watching her for six months, waiting for me to show up, now they were waiting to kill her apparently, to get to me, to draw me to them. I hate being hunted, I much prefer hunting.
“So how does this help you, in detail this time” I questioned
“Well man, we got tabs on every government in every world, including Cuba for fucks sake. But we can’t get close to Britain without treading on the toes of this fucking Company. If you take out their top man, create confusion, we may be able to get the bloody Brits to wipe ‘em out for good, giving us an opening.” He took the coke out of his legs, took a swig, placed it back, and started at me.
“No I said all of it.” I reminded him, knowing there was more.
“Well shoot man, you sure are sharp aint you? Alright I’ll tell you, they been invading our turf too. Think they can just come in and take over the fucking U S of A! Hell no ! We gotta stop ‘em… well you gotta stop ‘em.”
“Let’s talk price.” I said, agreeing to his request.
“Two mill, USD” He said off the bat, didn’t bat an eyelash. I whistled,
“This must be on hell of a guy.”
“Oh if you only knew.”
“Alright, give me the file. I’ll contact you if I decide to take it.” I picked up a manila envelope and left.
Author’s Note : The characters in this story bear no relation to any individual alive or dead. If religious content disturbs you, please stop reading. All characters are adults over the age of 18.
Feel free to send feedback and ideas/suggestions for future stories to floorboard999@gmail.com
Parvati woke up to the most wonderful feeling in the world. A warm, ticklish feeling near her genitals. One of the benefits of sleeping with only a thin shawl around her body (apart from the fact that it made her masturbation sessions a lot more convenient) was that it allowed her vulva and the hot sticky regions in between her thighs more air circulation to keep the entrance to her birthing passage fresh and sweet. But this was something different. Almost like a mouse was sniffing at her private
Her hair was a bright auburn in the light of the sun, cascading over her shoulders to hug close the curves of her figure. She smiled and laughed, her eyes bright with good cheer, her cheeks red rose against the porcelain of her delicate skin. He noticed everything about her, not merely the features that were open for all to see, but those little nuances of her physical character that he believed were his alone.
The way she tossed her hair out of her face with a look of mock-exasperation touching her features. The little way that she had of falling into moments of deep thought, dead to the world, yet a half smile remaining upon her lips as if at some untold joke that was known only to her. Sometimes he felt he could understand that joke. The bell rang, and he was jolted unceremoni
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ously from his reverie. He looked about him at the hundreds of anonymous students making their way into the cafeteria, the sounds of their steps uneven, and yet oddly rhythmic. Joining in, he shook the final tatters of his fantasy from his mind, though still snuck glimpses of her as he moved with the crowd – his nameless beauty. Served on a tray that had seen better days was a substance that just barely qualified as food, a grey-green mush of sorts, touted as “Mash†by the culinary masters behind the plastic sneeze-protectors. Rather than digging in voraciously as many of his fellows, he toyed with the food, idly twirling a fork.
At 5â€Â9, he was average in almost every way. Though he never did excel at anything, neither was he particularly lacking in any area. “Just averageâ€Â; the catch-cry of his existence. Yet there was one thing that he believed did single him out – his dreams. He fantasized about other places, of freedom, contentment. He slipped into a world of fantasy with ease, and he considered it a blessing. He spent many hours wondering if any of these people, his compatriots in this ant farm, ever did the same, for though he liked the concept of its uniqueness, it was nonetheless a uniqueness he would be delighted to share. Sighing disconsolately, he began to fork the “Mash†into his mouth, barely raising his eyes from the tray in front of him. He had long since given up on having any form of meaningful conversation in these enforced lunch hours, and merely gave himself the sustenance necessary to survive the rest of the day. And the day after that. And the day after that. Routine can be broken.
Later he could not remember which came first, the reverberating shot or the screams. His head darted up from his plate, yet he could see nothing for all the people standing and attempting to push through one another towards any exit. His instincts took over, and he found himself running full-pelt to the door, skidding into the corridor as the screams rising again in a cacophony of wailing. Shots began to fire more rapidly, and the screams rose to a crescendo. Running down the hall, he heard the door he had burst through before being opened violently, and he quickly spun to the nearest stairwell, belting up the stairs, his breathing ragged. Spinning on his heel, he ran directly into someone standing stock-still on the stairs, bowling them both over. He sat down hard on the floor, afraid to breathe, his heart beating out of his chest. But it was her. Staring at him in a state of shock and with an utter lack of recognition, she seemed further traumatized by the recognition that must have shone in his eyes.
Thinking quickly, he whispered hoarsely, “Please, you have to get up; we have to find somewhere safe!†The word “safe†appeared to jolt her, as she flew to her feet, and began to follow him once more up the winding stairs. Standing at the second level, all that was noticeable was the faraway screams of fear and pain, yet no immediate danger. Most must have run to safety in the adjoining buildings to the first floor, he thought idly, all the while looking for some safe haven of their own. And yet even in these moments of panic, as fear raced through his body entwined with grief for those he was helpless to aid, it was infused with a sense of wonder that she would be here with him. It was as if the colours of life had broken through the gray haze of routine like sun rays through the morning pall. “Please hide…please hide…†He could now hear her faintly whispering to him, though he could assume it was as much a request for her own body to find the will to go on.
His eyes darting, he suddenly saw their safe haven. It verily glowed in the sheen of the corridors – He ran haggardly for it with her in tow, his hand lightly grasping hers as one would a rare bird. Time seemed to cease to exist in the janitor’s closet. Just enough light slipped through the cracks around the door to illuminate their faces, but it was a dead world. He found himself wondering in the silence whether he had in fact been shot in the first barrage, and this was death – yet the sound of sobbing quickly dispelled that notion. He glanced to her, glimpsing her tear-streaked face through the shadows of the mops and buckets. She seemed to stare at him, and it was at this moment that he realized that he himself was crying – what irony, he thought, I don’t remember this from any fantasy I’ve ever weaved.
Yet she seemed to sob ever harder, their combined grief accentuating rather than alleviating her distress. Breathing deeply, he reached out a single, shaking hand and wiped the back of his palm over one glistening cheek. She jolted at the sensation, but did not pull away. Emboldened slightly, he moved forward, both from desire to comfort her, and to do the same for himself – he was no hero, he held no pretences in that regard. He was just a scared boy, with a scared girl, praying to a God in a school in which prayer is criminal.
Strong arms encircled her, pulling her towards his warmth. Some comfort of human contact registered in her grief-baffled mind, and she turned her glistening eyes up to his – the shimmering blue skies of his eyes glancing off the emerald oceans of hers. She felt something inside her change in that moment, the fear, not leaving, but changing into passionate desire.
A need to feel something else, something intense to drown out all of the voices that screamed in her head as much as they did in his. Her pouting lips raised to his, and he tentatively lowered his head to hers, cushioning them upon his own; warmth rolled between them as all other thoughts moved into the background. The fear, however, stayed in the foreground, mirrored in the intensity of their kiss, their tongues darting and massaging with fevered passion born of the knowledge of impending disaster.
His hands clasped clumsily at the back of her dress, but she lightly pushed him away, standing in the cramped space and slowly removing her clothing, a virgin bride upon her wedding night. He stared in awe at the sight that was achingly slowly revealed, his manhood, already straining against the fabric of his pants, almost painful with unquenched desire. He stood with her in the dark, and took her into his arms; he lay her back upon the cool stone floor almost reverently, his eyes never leaving hers. And like a child who has just learned how fragile an object can be, he began to gently move his hands down her body, while she closed her eyes, her forehead hot with restrained desire. With the back of his palm he traced down from her neck, taking a moment to lean down and kiss the nape o so tenderly.
His hand continued to journey down her body, circling the mounds of her breasts – with one lone finger, he traced the bumps of her rose-petal nipples, and unable to restrain himself, leaned in to gently suckle upon them. The passionate fear had transformed, and in this room in which time had stopped, they were free – they were in a limbo between life and death. She raised to his wanting mouth, and his tongue danced in circles around the hardening bud. His hands continued to wander down, brushing against her sweet belly, feeling her buck towards his hand as it lowered so slowly to the source of her passion, his desire.
He broke away from her breast and gazed into her eyes as he gently moved his hand just around the outside of her glistening wetness, and felt her shiver beneath him. His eyes conveying an unspoken acknowledgement, he lowered himself with a trail of kisses down her body, at last gazing upon the sweetness between her legs. Untutored, he began to tentatively lap at it, his tongue coated in her nectar. Yet even in his inexperience, she responded to the feel of his attention, her fever at such a height that it demanded release.
His lapping became more persistent, while her hips began to buck towards his face. The world stopped as a shot rang out on their level, and brusque shouts echoed down the corridor. He kneeled in shock, staring at the door as a deer in the headlights, waiting for his death. Yet her moaning cry drew him back, and her arms encircled him, drawing him to her. He lay on top of her, her hot breath brushing his ear. Breathily, she said, “I want you inside of me…please…if this is all we have…†She left the words dangling in the air, yet no more needed to be said.
She gently unzipped his fly with a calm that she did not feel, and pushed his pants down, freeing his member which pushed against her leg. Patiently and lovingly, she guided him into her; no longer the blushing bride. He gasped as he felt her wetness and warmth enfold him, and the ecstasy of the feeling ran throughout his body in electric jolts. He began to move in and out of her in quick, stilted movements, but with guiding arms she slowed him, brought him to her pace, and together they moved in passion, his glistening manhood slipping deep into her.
At one moment her felt resistance, and unknowing, pushed hard against it. Biting her lip, she did not utter a sound, the pain almost intensifying the experience. He could feel his climax building up inside of him as he showered breathy kisses upon her face and neck, and knew that she herself was close as she contracted around his throbbing member. He began to move faster, and this time she did not stop him, lost in her own rapture. Light, breathy moans filled the room as she climaxed, and tears ran down her porcelain complexion, glistening in the dark.
Arching back, his released his seed deep inside of her, moaning gutturally at the intensity of the sensation. Life, death, love, pain, all was alive in both of them at that moment, and both were as one in this act, in this moment. He lowered himself upon her, exhausted, gently kissing and nuzzling her face as she wept, tears of his own welling up inside. The sounds had gotten closer in their passion, yet it no longer matter – They were the colour in the gray. The door burst open.
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or circumstances are purely coincidental.
It was another boring night in the nursing home. Infact, Arthur had not had an eventful time since his daughter had placed him here. He was angry because he was finding it difficult to make friends. He had no similar interests with anyone here. Even his room-mate Nigel, who was 77yrs old.ÂÂ
The women did not appeal to him at all. Even at the ripe old age of 69, Arthur was not at all impotent. He had awoken many nights with a hard, throbbing cock. Occasionally, he had sneaked into the womens sleeping quarters. Once, he had placed his throbbing member into the mouth of a sleeping Grandmother. As
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he began thrusting in and out of her mouth, the poor old Granny had awoken, and screamed, alerting the staff of the nursing home. He had always covered his tracks by pleading insanity, on the grounds he had dementia, which he really didn't have.
A few days ago, a new care assistant, Sue, had started working at the home. She was about 21yrs old, 5' 3" tall, nice slim legs, long blonde hair, and a big bust. The sort of girl that could give a eunich a hard on. Arthur had been aroused by her the night she gave him his medication. As she leaned over him, her breasts so close to his face, Arthur had become aroused. His big bulge quite obvious beneath the sheets. The young lady looked at Arthur's bulge, then turned to his face and smiled. Arthur may have been old, but he knew the signs of lust. And this girl wanted to be fucked. He just knew it.
One morning, as both Arthur and Nigel awoke, Arthur decided to have a conversation with Nigel. "Listen" said Arthur, "One night soon, I'm gonna fuck the ass off that young, hot assistant. And it's going to have to be in this room, so either you fall asleep quickly, or you see eveything. Either way, just keep your fucking mouth shut!!"
"Hey" said Nigel, "You think I give a shit?. I've seen the look on that sluts face. She's just itching to be fucked, I just wish I could do it myself. I am however impotent, but hell, I want to see her in action!!"
"So, what are you saying?" asked Arthur. "Well" replied Nigel, "You grab her, and I will grab her, and we will have some fun!!" "Excellent" replied Arthur, "But remember, if the shit hits the fan, we don't know anything. We both have dementia, ok?"
The next morning seemed to last an eternity. The day went so slowly. Arthur and Nigel smiled at each other, knowing that this night would be fun for the both of them. Arthur became erect at the thought of the forthcoming events.
At 19.00hrs, the gorgeous assistant started work as usual. All the residents of the care home were sent to bed. All that remained was      for the assistants to administer the evening medication, then the rest of the shift would be easy. For some reason, Arthur and Nigel were the last people to be administered their medication. As usual Sue entered Arthur and Nigel's room. Approaching Arthur, she smiled and leaned over him as usual, her breasts in his face. Looking down at his crotch, she saw the bulge that always greeted her, and she looked him in the eyes and smiled. Instead of opening his mouth to receive the medication, Arthur just looked at her. Without warning, a sudden jolt from behind had her face down on Arthur's bed.
Nigel had jumped her from behind, and he was holding her down, and had placed his hand across her mouth. Without hesitation, Arthur scrambled out of the bed. Arthur ordered Nigel to turn her over, so she was on her back. Once in this position, Arthur ripped eagerly at her top. Tearing it open, Arthur could see her breasts cupped in the constraints of her bra. Arthur tugged at her bra, releasing her big, pendulous tits from their prison. Once free, Arthur had an overwhelming urge to suck them, his mouth and tongue went to work, soon her nipples had grown hard, and he looked her in the eye. She was not in fear. She was watching him, waiting for him to make his next move. She was grinning seductively, urging him on with her smile.
Arthur could barely contain himself. Even Nigel came in on the act. Grabbing at her big tits, poking his tongue in her mouth, to which she responded. He kissed the young woman with intense passion. Taking his tongue out of her mouth, he moved down to her big tits.. Taking one in his mouth, he sucked and nibbled on her nipple, drawing it out, while Arthur sucked on her other breast. Oh, how he loved the feel of young tit in his mouth. Arthur stripped of his PJ bottoms, revealing a long and hard cock. Sue looked at it, and licked her lips. An obvious invite to put his cock in her mouth? Arthur climbed onto the bed, got astride her head. Her mouth opened, hungry for his big cock. Sue seemed desperate to get that shaft in her mouth. Once in, Sue sucked as though her life depended on it. Arthur had to think unsexy thoughts to stop himself from cumming. Nigel released his grip on her, and clambered down the bed. Pulling up her skirt and opening her thighs, Nigel pulled aside her panties, revealing her slit. Spreading the folds of her flesh with his fingers, Nigel found her clitoris, and began to tongue it. Sue loved the feeling of this old mans tongue on her clit. It was heaven. She could feel the signs of an orgasm approaching. She came, releasing a quantity of fluid into the old mans mouth. Nigel was exstatic. He wanted more of her juices, so he continued to lick her, his tongue entering the young womans hole.
Sue carried on sucking Arthur. He was pumping her mouth now. Furiously. His hands wandered over her young tits, tweaked her big hard nipples. This sent Sue wild, her sucking became more intense. She took the shaft out of her mouth, and ran her tongue all over the head of his cock. A small amount of precum emerged from his dick, and Sue eagerly licked it up, relishing the taste of his old cum.
Sue ordered Arthur to sit on her belly. Arthur obeyed. Once in position, Sue grabbed his cock, and placed it between her big tits. Wrapping her glorious boobs around his shaft, she furiously started to tit fuck him. Arthur really enjoyed this. He grabbed her tits, and started pumping his shaft between them. As the head of his cock got nearer to her mouth, Sue stuck out her tongue, so his head would rub over it, and occasionaly she managed to get the head inside her mouth. This bitch was one dirty slut, he thought.
Meanwhile, Nigel continued to tongue her. Her cunt was really wet now, he couldn't believe how juicy she was. He manouvered his tongue from her open hole, to her clitoris. Lapping up all of her womanly honey. Her legs started to shudder, Nigel knew she was cumming again. He placed his mouth over her hole, intent on catching all the cum that would flow out. With one final gasp from Sue, her whole body shuddered, and her juice was released. Nigel could feel it in his mouth, and eagerly swallowed it down.
Arthur was still enjoying tit fucking this slut. Releasing his cock from between her tits, Arthur kneeled forward, and pointed his weapon at her mouth. Sue took it in and began to suck. Arthur could now feel the familiar signs of an orgasm approaching.. He needed to cum. But where? Should he ejaculate in her mouth, or should he come all over these big, glorious tits?  ÂÂ
Time was running out. Sue would be needed to be seen by the other assistants soon, or they would come looking for her. Nigel had emerged from her thighs now, covered in sticky traces of love juice. It was time for Arthur to cum. Seeing Sue's mouth bobbing up and down his penis was now too much for him. Feeling he was about to cum, Arthur relesed his cock from her mouth, aimed at her tits, and shot his load all over them.. Long hot streams of cum blasted her tits. It dribbled down them, and covered her nipples. Sue moaned excitedley. Her hands proceeded to rub the cum into her big breasts. Arthur watched, and this excited him more, and a second stream of hot cum erupted from his cock, which landed over her lips and chin. Her tongue came out and lapped the love juice up. Arthurs cock was now spent, and he clambered off her..
Sue calmly got off the bed, wiped herself down with a towel, smiled at the gentlemen, adjusted her uniform, and walked away. She had enjoyed herself!! Dirty bitch!!
Arthur and Nigel looked at each other and exchanged smiles. They both knew that the fun had only just begun. This slut was a real whore, and Arthur knew he would be fucking her again, sometime real soon. Perhaps being in a nursing home wasn't so bad after all. Not so bad at all..
I prettty much remember always want to fuck Sandy, Well? I should not really say fuck, it's more like I wanted to have her for my own Sexual gratification. In other word I wanted Her.
Sandy is a Big Girl, but wasn't always so, When I first met her she was under 200lbs for sure, was around mabye a big C or D cup in a bra, smooth and pleasently plump.That's when I first wanted her.Problem was sex and sex for me was the only reason I wanted her.
I would stroke off thinking about her, eventually  she became more sexualised in her mid 20's and I became more obvious and open until I think that she really got the hint that I spanked off thinking about her. She did not mind, we eve
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n joked about it but the door was closed for me, Sandy did not want me that way
I dated women, Sandy dated men, and we both aged. I watched her push probably about 250lbs and go from a D to definately a DD or larger. But all soft lucious and saggy.
Occasionally we were out of work, often at the same time. So we naturally hung out ask bland questions about each others life, and would then go off our separate ways.
Then it happened, that moment in a guy's life that never happens, I won the lottery. I mean I really won it. The jackpot was not big by today's standard, but I would never have to work again. Better still, I won out of state. I made the regional papers there, but didn't even come up on the radar in my home state. So I did not tell anyone I had won. I quit my job and deposited my 5,000,000 after tax winnings in stable and axcessable accounts and just went wild.
I scanned the net looking for all the hot BBW hookers and did a couple months travelling, enjoying some of the kinkiest roleplay from the hottest BBWs that you can litterly pay for.
Eventually I came home, I'd had the best you can pay for but I really hadn't had anyone good locally in my home town.
I was laying back stroking off one night and the phone rang, it was Sandy, of course I went stiffer, she told me she'd lost her job, the company just went bankrupt.
The next day I came to her apartment, she wasn't dressed, she was in beat up trackpants and a worn t-shirt, braless her big tits swayed I could even make out her nips, well sort of. we talked and she told me about her finances and i just grew stiff. She'd been crying that much was clear.
That's likely why she looked like she did, no make up and not trying to look sexy, She had become a chubby tease, and always made herself up, and dressed a little too slutty for a big fat girl.
We kept talking, and then I said it, "So you need Money Huh?"
"Yeah", she said "But i'm screwed, everything is maxed out"
"What are you going to do then" I asked.
"I dunno, maybe i could sell myself" she laughed weakly I laughed too " let me know when you do, i'll be the first in line" "fuck off, peter" she said as she would at my innuendo often
"No Sandy, I'm serious, just let me know how much"
"that's not funny peter, i'm in a bad situation, I need at least 3,000 this month"
"OK" I said
"OK what?"
"I'll give you 3,000"
"WTF?"
I pulled out my wallet and started pulling out 100's..I alway kept 5,000 in walking around money these days.
She just stared.
"cm'on Sandy , it'll be easy money, we don't have to have sex, I just want explore you"
"No fucking way"
I started putting the money back that I had been counting.
No, wait, you're serious, you really are, where did you get money like that anyway.
i lied, "a bet payed off at the track, I've still got a few thousand more at home"
"you came over here today hoping you could buy me?"
"Yeah, can I?"
"fuck off, your a bastard"
"one with money Sandy, take your shirt off honey, you don't really have a choice"
"I do so, fuck you, get out!!!!"
"No, you don't" i said again, "you like this too much" I waved my arm around her apartment as i stood up and moved in closer to her.
She stepped back as far as her sofa, I grabbed her wrist and put the 3,00 in her hand.
She clenched her hand around it defiantly, the started to cry. I was already all over her hot saggy tits. They felt good in my hands, i found her nips through her shirt, big knobs, almost half an inch in diameter. they pointed out but towards the floor,, threatening to curl under and get lost in her big tummy.
I stepped back and took the money from her sweatty hand, " Now, Sandy, all of it off" I waved the wad of cash"or none off this"
Sandy, nodded, wiping tears from her eyes she then reached behind her head and pulled off her shirt. she held it in front of her large saggy tits, as if begging me to stop. I was not going to, this only wetted my appetite to use and humiliate her. All the kinky role play with the BBW Hookers had been about subduing a defiant woman.This however was going to be no roleplay. When Sandy showed her lack of interest at the idea of some light hearted pay for pay, it got me very twisted. She was my friend, and i was being generous. after all, here she was, bought property, having unconditionally agreeing to take 3,000 for my right to her sexually, anyway that was how i saw things.
I grabbed the shirt and pulled it away to expose her hanging tits. Sandy is slightly tanned, but her tit flesh and tummy were a deep white, she never wore annything other than a big fat womens 1 piece bathing suit. Her aeola are large and pale, and i just stared for a moment, marveling. I was seeing this for the first time ever. I wanted to carress those huge saggy tits, but instead I raised my right hand and without warning I smacked her left titty on the side. It felt good to see my hand connect with her fat tits. i'd even left a little red mark, and she had cried out.
 At this point Sandy turned from me trying to cover her breasts, but i was on her, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her track pants and painties down at the same time. I'd got her nude, I was so hard now, and I was dying to get sucked off.
I'd never seen so much of her, over the years, i'd seen cleavage, the edge of panties hear and there a few times, about an inch or two of her ass crack, her tummy when taking off sweaters, even the underside of both cups of her bra while she stood and i sat. But now here she was..nude past the waisted, laying face first into her sofa, because she'd tripped over her pants once I'd pulled them down to her knees. Now i saw it all, this pathetic fat lump of a bitch crying loudly into the arm of her sofa, "c'mon Sandy, get up you bitch" i demanded. and then i started in on her huge ass spanking it.
she rolled over and up crying, and i grabbed her by the hair and pushed her face into my crotch, my cock was so hard through my jeans. "take me out and suck me off"
she obeyed, not saying anything,a quick unzip, the front of my undies pulled down, and there it was, my cock hard and stiff.she wraped a hand around the base and one under my balls and began to stroke and suck it. i reach down and held her head as my cock went in and out of her sweet mouth.
Now she knew who was boss.
"mmmm...good bitch sandy, i've longed for this ever since that night you me naked at Scott's"
Scott had had a party back when Sandy was 24, I was there along with a few other guys and girls. It got late, and a number of us had stayed on into the night. I'm not sure whose Idea it was to play strip poker, but everyone went along, we were all pretty drunk. Sandy saw me and two other guys naked, and she herself went down to her skirt and panties,but she'd cleverly pulled her skirt up like a tube top and covered her big tits.
I was getting ready to blow, so I stopped Sandy, and pulled out. "mmmm...ahh, I really liked that Sandy I've waited a long time to be blown by you"
I stood there stroking off in front of her face, and then I motioned for her to get up.
"Take them right off now Sandy"
She did, with panties and track pant gone, Sandy was now totally naked in front of me.
"Stand up so I can see you, and move over in the light by your window"
Sandy moved to infront of the large living room window in her apartment, where she stood still and queit as if afraid to move. I also took my clothes off, all the while stroking and staring at Sandy. When I was finshed, I walked over nude and moved in to kiss her. As our lips met, I felt her hand slip around my shaft. She jerked me off while I held her in one arm and fondled her with my other.
Eventually, I was working her pretty hard again, I pinched her nipples real hard and she pushed me away.
"mmm.. I thought you were beginning to like that Sandy"
"No I don't like it...look I'm doing the best I can here, but please don't do that again it really hurts and I'm scared"
"I don't care what you like Sandy, you're just a Big Broke Whore, I think you'll do whatever I want"
"Now sandy bring that kitchen chair over, I want you to lean over it"
Sandy went and retrieved the chair, it was one of those typical wood spoke style.
"Lean over it with your hands on the Back, I want you to stand bent over so your tits hang for me"
Sandy, bent over as instructed, with not only her titties hanging, but her whole big tummy too. I moved towards her and squated down in front of the chair so I could get my hands on her swollen ripe tits as the hung from the trunk of her body.
I fondled them as I stroked off, and soon was having fun squishing them and bashing them together. When I grew board of that I moved into my standard roleplay, where I start to tug down on and pinch a womans nipples.
"Sandy, you are going to respond as i tell you, ok"
she nodded
"you are a fat worthless saggy titted whore Sandy"
"tell what you are now Sandy" "tell me that you are a fat worthless saggy titted whore"
"i'm...fat and a whore"she said weakly I pinched her nipple hard, pulled and twisted it and said "that won't do, tell me what you are"
"I'm a fat whore" she gasped wincing from the pain I pinched harder, and she then blurted out "I..I'm a fat whore, I'm worthless, and I've got saggy breasts"
I eased off a bit for that, it was a real try.
"Now Sandy, say it how I did. "I'm a fat worthless saggy titted whore"
"I'm a fat worthless saggy titted whore" she echoed
"mmm, i moaned, and then i squirted big gobs of cum up and onto her tits and face.
I got up and said " that was good, i'm gonna take a shower
You, stay that way for a while, I like seeing you covered in my cum"
As I closed the door to her bathroom and started running the water, I heard Sandy start to really sob and cry
It all began with a dream. I could feel myself slipping away into a deep, cavernous
I couldn't move my hands to feel what it was. I struggled only to find that my hands were bound behind my head, and my ankles were spread wide and also bound. A shiver ran through my body, and I tried to scream, but no sound escaped my lips. I could feel this hard thing running along the side of my body. I strained to hear, but there was no sound to be heard. Then what felt like a hand touched my body. It was cold as ice. I tried to see what it was, but there was nothing. Only the loud thumping of my heart rushing through my head.
Then this icy hand gently caressed my body. I could feel it starting at my throat, running fingers along my collar bone. Then lower to make small s
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low circles around my nipples. I felt my nipples react to this strange touch. Again I tried to scream, but nothing. It continued on down my torso, and hovered just before my lips. I kept trying to struggle, but it was useless. Those icy fingers traced my slit so gently, I started to become aroused. I suddenly felt another hand back on my nipples.
Then there were more hands and fingers touching me everywhere. I felt my lips spread and something soft and hot touch my clit, but those icy fingers were working at the wetness now seeping from my pussy. I thought I was going to go insane with the two extreme sensations. The heat on my clit turned into a soft sucking feeling, and those attentive icy fingers plunged deep into me.
The two worked into a steady, slow rhythm, increasing as my body reacted. Other hands and fingers worked at my nipples. Those icy fingers worked inside my pussy with amazing skill. Penetrating deeper and deeper with each thrust. My body was writhing, my mind screaming as I came to the first wave. My fear was overcome by the convulsions of ecstasy that ran through my body. I had never experienced anything like this before. As I neared my second orgasm, a very dim candlelight lit the room. I could finally see the faint outlines of my assailants.
I frantically looked around and saw shadowy figures in both male and female forms. All hands on my body. There had to be atleast twenty in all. As more candle flames came to life, I was able to see more clearly. My body convulsed under their touch. The men apeared tall and lanky. None wearing any clothing. The women were curvy with very ample breasts. There was one man standing near the wall, surveying everything. His hand was stroking his enormous cock. One female walked over to him, and he shoved her away.
He walked over towards me very slowly, and the others immediately stopped, except for the suction an my clit. Which I now figured to be some sort of mechanical device. He wasn't lanky like the other men. He was very muscular. He came to me, and put his large hands on my breasts, squeezing them together. He lowered his face, with his lips just above my nipples and rolled his eyes to look at me. His eyes were a glowing deep blue flame that captured me. With some odd play of shadows, I could not see the rest of his face, only his eyes. His tongue flicked across my nipples, as if to taste them.
Then with a flicker of candle light, I saw great white fangs come out of his lips. He traced those sharp fangs over my breasts, nicking my nipples. I could see slow trickles of crimson running from my breasts. His tongue lapped at my blood. He then layed his body the length of mine, and two figures untied my legs. They held my legs, knees bent, impossibly wide, as this creature forced his cock into me. I came instantly. He thrusted into me with such force, I thought he was going to split me in half.
As I came again, He sank his fangs into my left breast. I watched helpless as blood ran from my body. His mouth was slick with my blood. I could see the others walking back toward us. They ran their hands over both of us, then I began to feel other pierces. He was fucking me so hard that it took my mind off the others biting me. My body was floating somewhere between life and death, when everything went black again.
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blackness that I couldn't control. I felt wary and confused. Like something had slipped my mind and there was nothing. I just kept falling farther and farther until suddenly, something hard brushed my side.
This story begins about 20 years ago. I worked at a manufacturing plant. One of the women who worked there was an older lady named Wilma. Wilma was about 50 or so at that time, and I was only about 27. She had a daughter that was a certified knockout. Amazingly beautiful. Her mother, Wilma, was just average, but not what you would call beautiful to most. But, strangely enough, I found her very attractive and desirable. When we would talk, it would be only to c
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hat casually. She never had any idea that I was hot for her.
    Well, Wilma started having some health problems and was out of work for the longest time. I found out that she was going to have to have a hip replacement. Not being very close to her at that time, I passed her off and had given up on ever getting together with her.
     One day, I overheard some of the other ladies talking about her. It seems that she had had the hip replacement and was at home, but not doing very well. Linda said that she just sat in her mobile home all day and had not left it for weeks. One of the ladies suggested that some of us ought to go down there, and bring her some food and just give her some company. I immediately volunteered to go along(in case there were any “man†jobs that needed done around her trailer)
    One day, we all went over to visit Wilma. I could not believe what we saw. As we entered her trailer, we noticed that it was all dark, with the shades pulled down. There was no light in the room at all. It was very sad to see anyone live that way. We all came in and sat down. Then, poor Wilma started to cry. The depression that this dear sweet lady was going through was so terrible. She just broke down and cried like a baby. We all pitched in and began cleaning up her trailer. Some of them went to get her some groceries. I found out that her water pipes were leaking badly, so I tackled that job. It took a couple of days, but we basically got Wilma back on her feet, as far as her living conditions go. She thanked us all, hugged our necks, and said she would never forget what we did for her. We all left feeling good about her, and ourselves.
     This may have been the end of the story except for one thing. The next day, Wilma calls me and tells me that her icemaker is broken, and would I mind trying to fix it. Being the Good Samaritan that I am, I drove over and worked on it for a couple of hours. I finally did get it fixed, and was preparing to go home, when she invited me to stay for supper. Having all but forgotten about my earlier lust for her, I declined at first. She acted a little down(I guess because no one ever came to visit her). I quickly changed my mind and told her I would be glad to stay for supper.
   Wilma fixed a very good meal and we had a good time talking about what had happened to her and how we all had helped her. I was just fixing to go, when the TV weather came on and said that a bad storm was brewing with a lot of wind and possible tornadoes, and that travel was dangerous. We had been so absorbed in conversation, that we hadn’t even bothered to look out the window. And they were right. It was very dark and foreboding outside. Wilma said that she was sorry she had kept me for so long. Wilma suggested that I stay there for a while, and leave when the weather improves.. By now, I was feeling that urge I felt several months earlier. I couldn’t believe this opportunity! I was in her trailer, alone, with her! My cock began to swell. I tried to hide it from her, because I’m sure that fucking was the fartherest thing from Wilma’s mind.
  The weather just kept getting worse. Thunder and lightning,and wind. I could tell that Wilma was scared. It got to be going on 1100 PM and it was still storming. Wilma asked me to stay the night because she was so scared. My cock had been semi-hard all evening. But, when she asked me to stay, that did it! My cock swelled to full erection. I had to place my hand over it to hide it.
   Wilma said that she was getting sleepy, so we readied for bed. I didn’t know what her idea of sleeping arrangements were, so I just let her take the lead. My heart fell when she told me that I could use the spare bedroom. Like a gentleman, I resigned myself to spending the night in another room. Well, at least, I could jack off, cum, and pretend she was in bed with me. She said good night, and went off to her room. As I lay in my room, I began to think of what might have been. I was so down that I didn’t even feel like jacking off.
    Just then a huge clap of thunder sounded, and I heard Wilma cry out in the other room. It wasn’t long before she was standing at the door of my room. “Bill,†she said. “I'm scared. Would it be alright if I stayed in here tonight?†There went my cock! It hardened immediately again. I wanted to screw Wilma in the worst way. “Sure,†I said. She came over to the bed and slipped under the covers. We must have talked for about ten minutes or so. Then, feeling more secure, Wilma again said goodnight. Well, it wasn’t long before another clap of thunder sounded. It startled her so much that she jumped. I asked her if she was all right. Then she said something that almost made me cum. She asked if she could move a little closer to me. I again said yes. She moved a little closer, almost touching. You see, what Wilma did not know was that I sleep naked. So, any closer for her, and she will feel my cock. It then that I made a decision. I was going to fuck Wilma that night. I may have to do it forcefully. But, Wilma was going to be fucked that night. I began to inch closer to her body. Inch by inch. She does not even know I am doing it. I move so close that our faces are within inches of each other. Now, is the time. I must make my move now. My hand gently goes to her cheek. I gently brush her cheek with my fingertips. We look at each other in the dim light, and I kiss her gently on the lips. Not a long kiss. Just a couple of short kisses. To my surprise, she does not pull away. She returns my kisses with a small, nervous kiss of her own. So sweet and tender. My hand begins to wander a bit. I caress her ass cheeks. Tenderly squeezing them. Then, my lips meet hers again. Only this time, I demand her tongue. She pushes her starved tongue into my waiting mouth, and I suck her hard. Then, she searches for my tongue and almost sucks it out of my mouth. I am on fire for Wilma. And she is for me. I undo her nightie and her titties fall out. Her titties are a little saggy, but still beautiful. I lick her nipples and begin to suck her titties. It is then that I let my hand explore down her leg to her wet pussy. Damn! It felt so good. So wet and sloppy. I kiss her titties and begin moving down her body until my mouth reaches her pussy lips. I completely cover her wet, dripping cunt with my mouth and suck her for all she is worth. I suck her pussy for a while. It is then that she discovers that I am naked. Her trembling hand reaches for my rock-hard cock. She slowly jacks me off a bit. Then, in a surprise move, Wilma takes my cock to her lips and starts sucking me. Man, Wilma knew how to give a blow job! I almost came!
   Sensing that I was almost ready to explode into her mouth, Wilma withdraws my cock from her lips, rolls over on her back, spreads her legs, and invitesme into her. I get between her waiting legs, my cock throbbing with desire, and slip inside her. We just lay there for a few minutes, with my cock imbedded in her pussy. I knew that she had probably not had a cock in her pussy for many years, so I was prepared to hear her scream in pain. But, she just whimpered a bit as my hips began to move. I wanted her so bad. My first thrust was a huge one, and it went all the way into her man-starved cunt. She shuddered a bit. Then, her hips began to move, also. She was beginning to meet my every thrust with one of her own. Soon, we were humping and fucking like crazy. Her pussy felt so good! I could have fucked Wilma for hours, She was that comfortable to be inside of. Finally, we both came together in a torrent of lust and cum. I felt my cum slam into her juicy cunt and ooze out the sides.
    We lay there in each other’s arms for a while, gently kissing. She told me that until that night she was in a deep depression, and had even contemplated suicide. But, because of the attention I had shown her, she was a new person. We gazed into each other’s eyes, and kissed. And we both knew that this was something more than just a chance piece of pussy from an old woman. We both knew that we had found something special.
    That was 20 years ago. Wilma is now 71, and I am but 48. And we are married. Some may think I am crazy to marry a woman who is old enough to be my mother. But, I am in love with Wilma. And I always will be. Oh, by the way, a 71-year-old woman still knows how to use her pussy. We fuck every night. And sex for both of us has never been better!
After years of giving her shoulder massages while at work, I'd convinced my co-workre and best friend, Jana, to let me practice doing a full body massage on her. She is a good massager herself and many times have given me a good massage, so I was quite interested in hearing how my skills compared. I was on my way over to her place now. When I got to her place I grabbed my duffle out of the car and headed up to the door. Jana opened the door and hurried me inside as it was close to freezing outside. She showed me around her place while telling me that she'd already put Sara, her baby, down to sleep for the night, so we had to be quiet. I apologized, as I'd been talking loud, and knew better than to do that around sleeping children. She asked what was in the duffle, and I opened it to show h
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er the supplies I'd brought: body oils, towels, a CD with some soft sax music on it, some candles, and hidden under the towels were a fur mitten, a feather, and some other surprises. Nodding she asked "Would you like something to drink before starting?" "Sure, whatever you are having will be fine." I replied. I followed her to the kitchen to watch her pull out a frozen pitcher from the freezer. "Daiquiri" she replied to my unspoken question. She poured us both a glass, and then put the pitcher away. We chatted for a bit about the store and what we'd been doing since we worked together the week before. I sipped my daiquiri as we talked; it was very good, if a bit strong for me, but the rum did warm me up quickly. I asked if she was ready and if so, did she have a CD-player in her bedroom. She said yes and she led me to it. I asked her to give me a minute to set up, so she went to refill our drinks. I placed the candles around the room and lit them, then slipped the CD into the stereo and managed to figure out how to turn it on. The volume was already set at a nice soft level, so I turned out the light to see how the room looked. Just about right I thought as I surveyed the room. I removed the soft bath towel and spread it out on the bed. By the time Jana returned with our drinks I'd pulled out my oils and was ready. She placed our drinks on the nightstand and asked what she needed to do. "Only thing left is for you to strip" I said with a grin, "I actually DO need you to strip down...you can leave your panties on if it makes you more comfortable, but I can do a full massage if you strip down completely. Either way I'm going to step out into the hall so you can strip down and if you would lay face down on the towel I've put on the bed. It will keep any oils from running off onto your comforter. I'm going to change into shorts since it's a bit warm in here, by the way...thanks for turning up the heat like I asked earlier." I headed to the door, "Just let me know when I can walk back into the room." I stepped into the hallway outside her bedroom door and shut the door till it was only open a crack. It wasn't easy but I resisted the temptation to peek as I heard her removing the pink sweat suit she'd been wearing. I took off my shoes, socks and pants, then my shirt while in the hallway, leaving me standing there in my boxers. I was in the middle of gathering up my stuff when she called out that she was ready. I opened the door and saw her stretched out naked on her bed. I was very glad she had her head propped up on her arms and wasn't looking at me, as the sight of her bare body in the flickering candlelight had me quickly making a tent in my boxers. I put my cloths down near my duffle and adjusted my boxers as I stood up, only to find that she'd turned her head and was now watching me. I hoped she couldn't see my face turn red as I gathered up my oils and walked to the edge of the bed near her, trying to ignore the still obvious tent at my waist. "Which of these oils do you like?" I asked as I let her smell each of the one's I'd brought with me. After smelling all four she picked out the chamomile and lavender mix. It was one of my favorites, with an invigorating smell that wasn't overpowering. I poured a bit into my hand and rubbed my hands together to warm up the oil. I placed my hands on her back, and started to spread the oil out as I asked her; "Let me know if something feels uncomfortable, hurts or if something feels particularly good, ok?" She murmured a "Sure", and then closed her eyes. For a while I rubbed her back while just listening to the music. I started at the small of her back and worked my up to her shoulders. But after a minute I figured out I wasn't going to be able get a good angle standing next to the bed. I'm going to straddle your legs so I can get an a better position, if you don't mind?" I asked, trying to ignore the other thoughts going thru my head. She opened one eye to look at me for a second before murmuring "Sure" again and closing her eyes. I climbed up on the bed and swung one leg over her body; I placed my hands on her back and started to rub up and down her spine. I couldn't get the tent in my boxers to go away, as I was not only looking at her nude body now, but was now straddling her thighs, leaving me a perfect view of her bare ass beneath me. Starting at the base of her spine, just above her ass, I slowly massaged upwards, and then traced my hands down her sides. Sometimes I'd roll a bit of skin upwards between my fingers, other times I'd let the tips of my fingers trace down her back. I rubbed her shoulders, and the back of her neck, and slowly but surely the tenseness of her muscles faded. I was enjoying the feel of her skin beneath my hands, and occasionally got the thrill of feeling the swell of her breast when my hands would run down her sides. I got up and sat down on her left side, and pulled her arm out from under her head. I then cupped her hand in mine as my other hand massaged each of her fingers, the bit of flesh between her fingers, then her palm before letting her hand drop into my lap as I massaged up her arm. I hadn't even paid attention to where her hand was, but as I started to massage her upper arm I felt the back of her fingers brush back and forth against my cock. Even covered by my boxers it sent a thrill through my system. Since she didn't move again I half hoped she didn't know what she'd brushed against, but knew that was probably a silly hope. I took her hand out of my lap and placed it back up near her pillow, then scooted off the bed to get a sip or two of my drink before moving down to her legs. She was watching me as I looked over at her, and I asked if she'd like her drink. She nodded rolled onto her side as I handed her the cup. I couldn't help but stare at her breasts as they were uncovered when she moved. Just the right size to cup in your hand, her areola was a light brown and topped with large almost half-inch round nipples! Swallowing hard, I took a deep drink of my daiquiri and placed both cups back on the nightstand. I sat at the end of the bed and just admired the curve of her legs and ass as I looked up her body. Wow! Fortified with my last drink I decided that if she was that comfortable around me I ought to be around her too, so I slipped off my boxers before I poured more oil into my hand. I kneeled on her bed and placed her left foot against my chest. I massaged the oil into her foot, between her toes and around her ankle, and trying not to tickle her as I rubbed her foot, then putting it back against my chest as I worked up her calf. As I got to the back of her knee, then moved up to her thighs, she had to spread her legs a bit for me to get my hand around her thigh. I thought about how many times I'd wanted to have my hands in the exact position they were as I twisted and kneaded the muscles of her thigh. With the candlelight I couldn't see much between her thighs, but instead concentrated on the feel of her smooth skin and the heat that was radiating from her. As I reached the very top of her thigh, I felt the side of my hand brush against her pussy. I relished the feeling but avoided brushing against it again. I was enjoying her body with my hands for now and didn't want to push my luck just yet. I stopped massaging her thigh, as I didn't want to move up to her ass just yet, but moved back down and started the process over again on her right leg, starting at her foot. This time when I reached the top I let the side of my hand brush against her pussy a little harder, and thought I detected a bit more heat radiating from between her thighs. Getting a bit more oil, I brushed my hands over her ass checks, squeezing lightly as I went. Watching the oil drip down between her ass cheeks and sliding lower. She had such and incredible ass! I hoped I'd get to play with it more, but for now I moved and sat to her right and ran my fingers over the back of her hand. I slowly massaged my way up her arm, till I reached her shoulder. Then I picked up her hand again, and lightly kissed the back of it. She opened her eyes, and stared into mine as I slowly left a trail of kisses up the back of her arm. When I reached her elbow I had to lean forward to continue and my thigh that her hand had been resting on moved, causing her hand to slide up to my hard-on. Her eyes twinkled as she wrapped her fingers around me while I continued to kiss my way up to her shoulder. She managed to slide her hand up and down my hard-on once before I got up from where I'd been sitting. She didn't want to let go (and I really didn't want her to), but I was determined to last through the night and didn't want to let things go that far yet. Once again I straddled her thighs, but this time I wasn't wearing anything. The oil from earlier had almost evaporated, so I got a bit more and started working on her back again, by now she was completely covered in oil, and was very slippery. Every time I leaned forward to rub her shoulders, but hard-on would slide up the crack of her ass. I think this was more distracting to me than to her, but it felt so good! I slid my body down her legs, so that my face was around her waist and lightly kissed the small of her back while sliding my hands up and down her sides. I explored her back with my lips, slowly sliding upwards, the oil off her ass covering my chest as I let my body lay on hers as I moved up her back. Her skin was so soft! My cock was sliding between her thighs as I kissed up her spine, I had to adjust a bit as I reached her shoulders to keep it from sliding deeper between her legs. I could feel she was breathing a bit fast as I nibbled the back of her neck. I trailed my lips across the curve of her neck, and then lightly scrapped my teeth across her neck, pretending to bite her. When I reached her earlobe and started to nibble I felt her breathing change pace again, and a small "ooohhhhh" escape her lips. I started to slowly move my hips, rubbing my cock against her ass. Enjoying myself, I moved away from her neck and kissed my way down the right side of her body, running my hands over her back, just above where my lips trailed. When I reached her lower back, I moved my hands down to her ass and started squeezing it lightly, letting my hands explore, while I used my tongue and lips to stimulate the nerves in her lower back. Moving down once again, I used my tongue to trace a path from her back, and over her ass, my hands sliding up and down her sides again. As I got closer to the lower part of her ass, I started to smell her; her sent was like an aphrodisiac and filled my head! Especially when she started to spread her legs out a bit as my lips started down the curve of her ass. Having to move away before I lost control I sat back on my feet and picked up her left foot. Massaging it once again, but this time adding my lips, kissing the arch of her foot, the side of her ankle and slowly up her calf. Taking a second to kiss the back of her knee, then up her thigh, kissing the top, then down the outside, before going up a bit, over the top and down the inside of her thigh. I used my hands to massage her thigh just a bit above where I was kissing, and as I reached the top my right and slipped between her the lips of her pussy. She was incredibly wet, a lot more than just the oil would account for. I caught a sharp intake of breath, followed by a low moan as I let the edge of my hand rub back and forth thru her lips, by now my lips had reached the curve of her ass, so I stopped. I removed my hands and took her right foot in them this time, repeating my path up her leg. I teased her with my hand for a bit longer this time, relishing the smell of her and desperately wanting to taste her. I moved forward, rubbing my chest up her body, till I could kiss her neck. My cock was wedged between her thighs, and I moved my hips sliding the head of it up against her pussy...then back again. With each thrust I'd slip between her pussy lips, and press against her, but never quite enter her. I continued to nibble her neck and ears while teasing her. She started arching her back, pushing her ass back against me, causing the tip of my cock to slip inside her. I really needed to cool down for a bit if I was going to stay in control of myself, but I still wanted to keep teasing her. The next time she pressed herself back against me, I moved forward, sinking deep inside her, and sat up, straddling her legs, except this time I was buried inside her. Not moving my hips, I started with routine I'd used when I first started her massage, running my hands up and down her back, rolling her skin between my fingers. This time there were almost no tense muscles. Occasionally when I'd shift my weight to massage different areas of her back, it resulted in me grinding harder into her, moving my cock around inside her. I was really trying not to focus on the incredible feeling of being enveloped within her. She was so hot and so tight I knew I wouldn't be able to last long if I started thrusting into her. It didn't help when she started rolling her hips beneath me, causing all sorts of sensations to shoot through me. I rubbed her back for about five minutes before I couldn't stand it anymore. I leaned forward, laying above her, pulled my hips back, and thrust deep into her. Just the sound of my hips slapping against her ass was incredibly erotic. I was rewarded with a loud "YESSSSSSSSSS!" from Jana as I sank back into her. I reached forward and wrapped my fingers into hers as I started thrusting into her, sometimes deep and slow, other times fast and shallow. It wasn't long before I heard a muffled "OOOooohhhhhooooo...." As she bit into the bed and every muscle in her body locked up for a few seconds, followed by a full body shiver, and her pussy tightening around me. It took every bit of self control not to explode inside her, I was thinking of ice, birthdays, taxes, anything to last just a bit longer. Finally I just stopped moving, which seemed to do the trick, except she kept shuddering beneath me. I stayed deep inside her, my body pressing down onto hers for a bit. Breathing heavily, and still trying to distract myself. I held her for a bit longer like this, I waiting for her to stop shivering. When she finally did, I whispered in her ear "I'm pretty much done with your back, but if you'd like to roll over, I'll continue with the rest of the massage." "Interesting massage..." She said in a playful, if slightly out of breath, voice. I pushed up to let her breathe a bit easier and she turned her head. She looked at me for a second, and then moved her head a bit to kiss me. It was a long slow kiss, and in the middle of it I realize it was the first time we'd ever kissed. It was everything I'd ever dreamed of and more! It went on forever it seemed like, and then suddenly was over, and we were looking into each others eyes. "So you feel up to the rest of your massage?" I asked as I pushed away from her, slipping my cock out from her. "Sure, why not." She replied, "But could you hand me my drink first?" I was a bit dizzy for a second, but moved over to the nightstand and grabbed our drinks, handing over hers. While cooling down with the drink I noticed the CD had finished playing sometime before. I went over and changed to another CD and started it playing. I returned to the bed and put our empty cups back on the nightstand. She'd retrieved a pillow which she propped her head up on and was laying on the towel with her legs spread apart about two feet. I just stopped and stared for a minute, memorizing the sight, her spread legs, topped with a sparse patch of blond pubic hair; generous hips, curving in to show off her waist; Her full breasts floating back and forth as she breathed, her nipples still semi-hard, up to her beautiful face, framed by her blond hair that she'd sometime taken down. "What?" she asked, it a rather strange tone. I shook myself out the spell, "Sorry, just taking in how incredibly beautiful and erotic you look laying there like that." She broke out in a grin at that, and I got on the bed, kneeling between her open legs. I took up her left foot and started rubbing the top of it. Looking down I got my first good look at her pussy, it was very red and swollen after our fun and I could see it glistening in the candlelight. I massaged up her calf and the top of her thigh. I wasn't taking as much time on the front of her legs, as most of the muscles are on the back, and I'd gotten most of the side muscles while she'd been lying on her stomach. But it was a good excuse to cool off and I did want to give her a thorough massage. I was spending more time just letting my fingertips lightly trace patterns on her skin than doing a muscle massage. I finally had Jana spread out naked before me and I wanted to remember every minute of it! I did the same thing to her right leg, and then slowly kissed my way up her leg. When I got to the upper part of her thigh I started to taste her juices mixed in with the oil. I nibbled my way between her thighs, but only traced my lips and tongue around her labia, resisting the urge to dip my tongue into her. I kissed my way up her stomach, stopping as I reached the swell of her breast. I looked up into her eyes, as I ran the tip of my finger in a figure eight around the base of her breasts, then higher, tracing the edge of her jaw, letting the back of my hand run across her cheek. I ran two fingers down her eyelids, causing her to close her eyes and whispered "no peeking." I ran my hands down her arms, and across her stomach, just, caressing her skin. I traced a finger around her breast, spiraling upward to her nipple, then leaned forward to do the same thing with my lips, letting the tip of my tongue trace around and around her breast till I could wrap it around her nipple. Eventually I lightly squeezed her breasts with my hands while sucking on her nipples. I took my time and was learning what she liked, trying to watch her face and read her body language. So far it seemed to be working; as I found her buttons and pushed them I could tell she was getting more and more turned on. As I worked my way lower I teased her, rubbing around her thighs, kissing her mound, blowing lightly across her wetness. When I looked up to find her watching me, her hands gripping towel, "You're driving me insane!" she said as she caught my eye. I stopped licking the outside of her pussy lips, "Good, that's the whole point my dear. Why are you not enjoying what I'm doing?" "Yes, but if you don't lick me or fuck me soon I'm going to SCREAM!" I smiled, "Well, screaming would defiantly be a treat, but I think I'd rather have you scream while I'm doing this..." I plunged my tongue into her, licking her from top to bottom and swallowing every bit of her juices that entered my mouth, then swirled my tongue around her clit before continuing, "than screaming out of frustration." 2 Her mouth had fallen open in a wide O and her head had fallen back onto the pillow as she moaned. Then as I stopped to finish my sentence I felt her hands run through the hair on the back of my head, then push be back between her thighs. "Back here is where you need to be..." As I explored her pussy with my tongue I felt one of her hand leave my head. While licking around her clit I looked up to see her squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. I couldn't have imagined anything better! I continued to lick her clit, but when I sucked on it lightly my mouth was quickly flooded with her juices as her hand pressed my face harder against her. I kept sucking as she gasped and bucked against me. After about a minute another flood of juices exploded from her and I was beginning to worry about drowning as one orgasm after another washed over her. When she finally released the grip on my hair I lifted my head to get a bit of air, my entire face was covered in her juice! There were drips coming off my nose and chin, I was trying to lick up most of it when she looked down at me and laughed, if a bit weakly. "Wow! You look like you've been swimming." "Well you are a bit wet..." replied as I ran a finger down between her swollen lips, causing a shudder to pass through her entire body while she tried to scoot away from me. "Oohhh!" She said as she grabbed my hand, and then said slowly, "A bit too sensitive just now. Well, your "massage" seemed to work, I feel like a limp noodle, I don't think I could move right now if I wanted to." I grinned and laid down next to her on the bed, she rolled over and curled up to me, her head on my shoulder and one leg tossed over mine. I had one arm under her and just lightly stroked her back. We stayed like that through the next couple songs before I felt her stir again. I couldn't tell if she had dozed off or was just that relaxed. But when her hand started rubbing my chest I knew she was still awake. She ran her hand around my chest playing with the bit of hair there, before sliding lower to find my cock. I'd gone soft by this point, but after she wrapped her hands around me and started slowly stroking, it wasn't long before I was hard again. She moved, and I felt her tongue tickle my nipple. She looked up at me and grinned "Payback time..." She moved lower, kissing her way down my stomach then licking around the head of my cock. She brushed her hair out of the way, then took her hair band off her wrist and pulled her hair back with it. She spread out my legs as she moved between them, while continuing to kiss around my thighs. She traced her tongue up and down my shaft, cupping my balls in her hand. Sometimes she'd suck lightly on my balls while stroking up and down with her hand. I couldn't hold back a moan when she finally wrapped her lips around me sucked lightly. Nor could I believe it when she started taking me into her mouth and didn't stop till she had all of me! I'd never had anyone manage that before, but the feeling was exquisite! It took some time but she eventually had me breathing hard and groaning as she got me closer and closer to cumming. When she stopped to get up I was about to scream in frustration, but she just grabbed my bottle of oil and came back to the bed. I couldn't imagine what she needed it for, as I was covered in her saliva, but she just leaned over and took the tip of my cock into her mouth, running her tongue over the head. I saw her pour a bit of oil into her hand, but her head blocked me from seeing what else she was doing. Then I felt her hand cup my balls, squeezing them lightly as she increased the tempo of her sucking. I jumped when her hand moved from my balls and I felt her finger start rubbing against my asshole. I could feel her spreading the oil around and while a little afraid of what she was doing it felt so good I didn't want her to stop. She sucked hard on me when her finger penetrated my ass and I almost came right there. "Ohhhhhhh Gooooood!" I moaned as she started sliding her finger slowly in and out of me, matching the rhythm with her mouth. "Oh God Jana! Keep that up and I'm going to explode!" I was dismayed a bit as my voice got higher toward the end when she pushed her finger deeper into me. All I could do was grip the sheets as I felt my balls tighten, and I exploded into her mouth. She kept the tip of my cock in her mouth, swirling her tongue around while continuing to slide her finger in and out of my ass. I started seeing stars before she finished and slid back up beside me. "Like that did you?" she grinned as she kissed me. I could taste myself on her when we she did, but it didn't stop me from wrapping my arms around her. She moved over to straddle me and I could feel she was still soaking wet when she settled onto me. We kept kissing for a while, and I could feel my cock starting to stir again as her hips moved, grinding her pussy against my now-limp cock. It wasn't long before she was sliding herself up and down the edge of my cock, till she managed to slip me inside her. We both groaned at the feeling! She was defiantly still wet, and very, very hot! We stayed like that for a minute before she started to roll her hips, grinding herself onto me. I could feel myself getting hard inside her as my cock rubbed against her inner walls. She picked up a nice back and forth rhythm, not very fast, just keeping pace with the beat of the music. I ran my hands up and down her back, squeezing her ass every so often. When she sat up I caressed her breasts, then leaned forward (as best I could) and sucked on her nipple. When the song changed to one with a faster pace she changed her beat. Rising up she slide off me, then slide back down, each time going a bit faster. Her ass slapping against my thighs every time she came down felt incredible! I grabbed her hips and thrust upward, meeting her every time she came down. Then just as I was really getting into things, she rose up and just stopped, keeping just the head of my cock inside of her. I looked up to see her smiling at me. "Tease!" I exclaimed, and flipped her over on her back, slipping out of her when I did. I pulled her legs up, and placed her ankles on my shoulders, then rubbed my cock back and through her pussy, rubbing the head against her clit, then thrust deep into her, sliding slowly back out, then quickly into her again. Each time I thrust, her breasts rocked back and forth in the most hypnotic rhythm. I kept pace with beat of the song that was playing, not extremely fast, but quick enough. I was thoroughly enjoying myself, but happy to have the song change to one with a slower beat. I put her legs down and leaned forward over her. She was watching me with a surreal expression till I was laying on her and started kissing her. I moved my hips slowly to the beat while we kissed and after a minute or to felt her legs move to wrap around me. She helped control the pace with her legs. When we stopped kissing I pushed up a bit so I could just look at her while we rocked back and forth. We stared into each other's eyes while, just drinking in each other's presence. "You are incredible!" I said quietly. She smiled, "So are you sweetie...so are you." Her hips and legs started moving fast, "And now it's your turn to cum." Her legs rocked me harder and harder into her. It didn't feel like long before I started to feel a bit light headed. "O God Jana...I'm going to cum!" She wrapped her arms and legs tighter around me, holding me closer to her. Then lightly moaned into my ear "Yes...oohh yes baby, cum in me...cum in me!" That was all it took, I saw white as I exploded inside her, I couldn't see or hear anything, but felt her continuing to rock against me. I couldn't tell if she came with me or not, but we continued to rock together for a while as I caught my breath, holding tightly onto one another. Then ever so slowly we stopped moving, and her legs unwrapped from around me. We laid like that for another song or two, as I slowly went limp inside her. When I had enough strength to move, I managed to scoot down a bit, to rest my head against her shoulder. Her nipple was just in front of my mouth, and as we laid there I just watch her breasts rise and fall with her breathing, her hand stroking my hair. I continued to feel small shudders run through her body the entire time we laid together. I must have fallen asleep like that as the next thing I knew most of the candles had burnt out and the CD was off again. I reached up and cupped her breast, just feeling the swell of her skin against my hand. I moved my hand up and around, just admiring the way her smooth skin felt, watching the way her nipple slowly hardened. Her nipple near my mouth followed suit and slowly tightened up. I stuck my tongue out and licked it lightly, swirling the tip of my tongue around it. "Mmmmm..." With my ear against her chest it almost sounded like a purr. "I'm sorry" I whispered, "I didn't mean to wake you up." "You are fine Suhail. You can wake me up like that anytime you like." I continued playing for a bit before answering "I need to go sometime you know." I felt her sigh before responding, "I know...I just wish this night would last forever." "Me too...me too. I don't think I've ever experienced anything like that before." I could hear her smile, "You can say that again!" I was tracing patterns on her stomach with my fingers by this point. But on a whim slipped my hand lower, running my fingers through her sparse pubic hair till my middle finger slipped between her still wet (if not so swollen) lips. She jumped a bit when my finger slipped between her lips. "Wow, I can't believe you are still so wet." Her hand slipped down on top of mine. "Neither can I." I moved my head forward a bit, and then started lightly sucking on her nipple. Her hand guiding mine, rubbing my fingers up and down her wetness; I could feel myself getting hard as I felt her breath start to quicken again. Without even thinking I positioned myself on top of her again. She grabbed my cock and started rubbing her juices on it, stroking me before guiding me inside her. Both of our eyes were closed as we slipped together again. This time was much slower than before, our hips slowly moving against each other, so both of us could concentrate on the sensation. It was surprising how incredible it felt to just slowly slide in and out of her. It felt like every nerve in my body was extra sensitive. I could feel her body beneath mine, her hands running up and down my back, her breath hot on my shoulder, her thighs pressing against my legs, her nipples digging into my chest, and ohhh how incredible it was to feel the heat inside her, the pressure of her wrapped around me. She didn't make a sound when she came; I just felt her body tense up under me and her teeth on my shoulder as she bit down. She hadn't finished shuddering when I came inside her again. She just wrapped her arms around me till I finished. I opened my eyes to find her looking at me, we both smiled, and then I kissed her. "If I lay back down again I'm going to fall asleep on you." I said as our lips parted. "Mmmm...sounds nice..." she said as she tried to stifle a yawn. Suhail8858@hotmail.com Suhail8858@yahoo.com
From Cam-to-Cam to Face-to-Face                 John J. Jones
==================================== For those that haven't read my stories, I'm a bit of a submissive. For those that have, you know better.. 8) I'm a LOT submissive! In any case this is a story about a beautiful girl that I met on Cam. Yes, she lives in Columbia. I hope you enjoy it. ====================================
Dedicated to Johanna,
I was nervous. Here I was on a plane, landing in a foreign country, Colombia, to see a girl I'd met only on a webcam. A beautiful young girl. Her name was Johanna. We spent time to together on webcam. Some very sensual time, but
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this was not going to be the same, person-to person, face to face.
My heart was pounding as the plane landed in Bogota. It was late evening. I'd heard all the warnings, about how Americans should be wary here, but she was meeting me at the Hotel and that's all that mattered to me.  She knew I was into computers, so she was taking me to someplace called "Corporacion de ferias y exposiciones", then we were going to "La Zona Rosa", for some "fun". I was looking forward to it, but it was something else she promised me was what had my heart pounding. We discussed my real life fantasy, and she was so hot for it I could even tell over a chat window. It was going to happen tonight.
I found my bag and went through customs without question, where they offered me free Columbian coffee, a real treat, by the way. You could tell security measures were strong here, but people were pleasant and friendly. Johanna had told me how to dress, look and act to avoid drawing attention to myself as an American, which was all comfortable with me. I waded through the people in the main terminal and stepped from the airport doors of Eldorado Airport. The weather was beautiful, but I had heard that it almost ways was.
I had asked inside, and was told to take white taxi to Radisson Royal Bogota Hotel. There were a white taxis few there, so I asked one of the drivers to take me to the hotel in the only Spanish I knew. He obviously understood and we were on our way. He tried to speak to me in Spanish, but I told him, in Spanish, that I was only learning. He told me in English, the he was only learning English. Between the two of us we had a nice conversation.
I got out at hotel and tipped the driver. The hotel was fantastic. Outside it was all white and glass. When I stepped inside, it was all wood, A long twisting staircase with rails, very clean. I shouldn't have been surprised, it was costing me $195 a day for five days. But Johanna was worth it, every penny.
I walked up to the counter to pick up my keys and information pamphlets. As I talked to the young woman at the counter and showed her my passport and papers, I noticed her glancing over my shoulder, as if she were looking at something behind me. I was curious, so I looked around.  For one second (and that was really ONE second), I saw those big eyes and beautiful smile staring right at me. The next second,she was hugging me around my neck and squealing.
Johanna was exactly my height. Her gorgeous hair was in my face and she smelled like heaven. She finally pulled back and looked straight into my eyes with her beautiful hazel eyes. They were way more penetrating than on her webcam.... And I could tell what was on her mind. She had that wicked little smile she had when she was thinking sex on the cam.  We stood there saying nothing for a few seconds (I couldn't even speak, she was so stunning). Finally I cleared my head and turned around to pick up my keys and pamphlets.
The woman at the counter smiled "Daughter?" she asked.  I turned around, and Johanna and I smiled at each other. I looked back. "Umm.. no... a friend". The woman smiled a sly smile, handed me my keys and paperwork. "Have a -very- nice stay, Mr. Jones" she said, getting back to work.
I picked up my bag and turned around again. Johanna took two steps back. I finally was able to concentrate on more than her eyes as she held her arms out at her sides and spun around for me. She was wearing a sheer sun skirt that fanned out as she turned. You could see she was wearing a short slip underneath. Her beautiful brown hair also spread magnificently through the air, coming to rest gently on her shoulders as she stopped. Her head tilted down slightly as her eyes peered up into mine. She smiled shyly and asked... "Do you like?" in that girlish voice I had heard so many times before.
I was stunned. She was beautiful. I was so shocked, I couldn't speak for a few moments. When I hesitated, her eyebrows went up and her smile diminished a bit. I stuttered.. "Y- you're too beautiful for words." I said, smiling. She ran up to me again and locked her arms around my neck, putting her lips to my ear. "I'm so glad you're here, Phil" she whispered. I put my arms around her, taking in the smell of her perfume, enjoying the soft feel of her hair against my face, and her gorgeous warm body pressed up against mine. This is what I had been waiting for, for a very long time, and I was going to drown in the moment.
She pulled away, took hold of my hand and smiled. "Show me your room? I HAVE to see it! This hotel is beautiful!" I still couldn't take my eyes off of her; it was heaven, just being close to her. "Well?" she quipped after a few moments of silence. Her smile changed to one of cunning. I think she knew that I was gone. She knew the only thing on my mind was her. She had me totally in her control.
I snapped out of it and smiled. "Sure! I want to see what it looks like, too!" A young man that was standing nearby asked he could show me to my room. I thanked him and he picked up my bags to lead the way and I handed him the key. We went up the fine wooden stairs, holding hands, glancing and smiling at each other as we went.
When we reached the room, the young man opened the door for us. We walked in and both of us were amazed. Out of habit, I had ordered a business suite. It's the kind of place my company sent me on jobs.  But this was fantastic. "Oooooo!" she cooed as she let go of my hand and starting running about the suite. I tipped the young man, he thanked me and closed the door.
The living room was traditional wood, with yellow walls, sofa, work table, flat screen TV, chairs and a patio with a wonderful view of Bogota. Johanna was running her-slim fingers over the wood, smiling back at me as she dashed to the dining room. The wood tables and pictures were quaint and comforting. "Pretttty!" she said and ran into the next room. Then she found the bedroom. I put one of my bags on the work table and started opening it. I had a special gift for her from the US and I wanted to surprise her.
As I moved some things in the bag, I felt her hands slide around me from behind, gently scraping her nails on my chest. She lifted her chin and rested it on my shoulder. Her perfume was once again wafting into my nostrils. Her touch and her smell were taking over everything I was.  "What are you doing?" she asked. Her voice had changed from that quirky young girl, back to that sexy soft, soothing voice that I had heard so often on the internet.
I smiled weakly and answered, without turning around. "I brought you something", a slight tremble in my voice from her hands roaming my chest. She took one of my hands from the bag and gently turned me around, pinning me softly against the table. She stared deep into my eyes. By now, she knew well that those eyes were the strongest control she had over me. She only glanced down to reach for the top button of my shirt, then looked hotly back at me.
"I've been waiting a long time for you, lover" she said as her hand moved downward unbuttoning my shirt slowly. "You're not going to make me wait any longer, are you?" My hands gripped the table tightly, trembling. My mouth went dry. I licked my lips and swallowed hard.  The words just fell from me. "I want to you so bad" I whispered weakly.
She smiled as she opened my shirt, running her nails over my bare chest. "Shhhhhh..." she said softly. She rubbed her nail over a nipple, making it stand up instantly and sending a shiver down my spine. She lowered her head and gently licked and sucked my nipple. Her warm wet tongue sent shocks all the way to my groin, and I felt myself getting erect. She looked up at me with that hot sexy smile once more and switched nipples, driving me through the whole experience again. My knees grew weak, my eyes glazed over. My vision went blurry.
She stopped and pulled me toward the bedroom, constantly leading me not only by my hand, but with her eyes, glancing back into mine constantly.  I couldn't believe this was finally going to happen. My heart raced uncontrollably as we entered the bedroom.  She stopped me just before the bed. "Wait" she said.
She turned her back to me and pulled her beautiful brown hair over her shoulder to the front. "Zipper, please?" she asked innocently. My palms were sweaty as I gently took hold of the zipper and pulled it all the way down to her soft cheeks. "Thank you" she said, slowly dropping the sun dress to the floor. She tossed her hair back and stood there now in front of me, smoothing her blue silk slip with her hands, all the way down just below her cheeks. She was looking at her shoulder.  She knew I was in her control.
She bent over to the head of the bed. I was deliberately given a view of the sheer white panties that almost revealed everything I desired. She pulled the covers down, as I stared at her beautiful legs and panties.  She turned and sat on the bed, crossing her legs and looking at her hands as she caressed the sheets and covers. Slowly, she turned her eyes on mine once more. There was fire in her eyes now. She was ready, hot, and anxious and it showed.
She smiled once more; a controlling, lust-filled smile. "Stay there..... and take your clothes off, please...." She whispered hotly.  She had me. She knew it. And she was going to have me the way we planned. I stood overwhelmed for only a second and she tilted her head down, her eyes filled with an almost evil lust as she snapped a little louder. "NOW, please, dear..." she said firmly, almost making me flinch. I began removing my clothes as she watched and smiled, her legs still crossed, sitting on the bed only revealing a small bit of my deepest desire; those lips that I had waited so long to taste.
I was totally in her control now, and she was taking full advantage of it. All of my clothes went to the floor. I stood there naked and hot as she licked her lips gently, looking from my rock hard manhood to my eyes and back. She moved toward the end of the bed and patted it. "Lie down, arms at your side, please...." She whispered hotly. Her words weren't questions and they weren't commands now. They were echoes in my ears. I was burning with lust, apprehension, desire, everything.  It started now. And my body, mind and soul were overwhelmed in the moment.
I laid down, right where she instructed. Her eyes fixed on mine, her sexy smile in full play, she slowly and sensually straddled my body, her knees pinning my elbows to my sides. She leaned forward, gently licked my neck with her warm wet tongue up to my ear. "Don't move, baby... don't talk" she said as she nipped at my earlobe.
She sat back, placing her sheer panties on my hot, hard cock. She put her weight down and I could feel her hot pussy lips beneath them.  Looking up at her in the lacy, silk slip, she threw her head back and began pushing her pussy back and forth against me, slowly, deliberately. AS she moved, she looked back down at me, pure evil sex in her eyes, licking her lips. She began massaging her breasts over the slip, pinching her nipples, continually sliding back and forth.  Soon, I could feel her wetness through her panties as she began to moan softly.
"You're finally mine, baby..." she hissed, as she moved faster, biting her lower lip. She started breathing heavily as I felt her wetness get hotter through her panties. I was getting harder and starting to throb. I think she felt it. I was trying not to talk but whispers were coming from my lips. She tilted her head back and look down at me, teasingly. "Don't cum baby... I know you've wanted this. Make it last." She slowed down again to keep me from reaching the edge too quickly.
She continued riding my cock, slowly, deliberately, sometimes throwing her head and beautiful hair back, sometimes looking down at me through that gorgeous hair, her eyes filled with lust. My cock was wet with her fluids when she moaned softly and stopped.
She slowly stood up and put one foot on each side of my head, so I was looking up her beautiful body, from her legs to her beautiful face.  "So you want to see me play with my pussy?" She said softly, putting her fingers in her wet panties. I could see everything through their wetness now. "Yesssss, sweetheart" I begged as she took her fingers out of her panties and placed them in her mouth, sucking off her own juices.
I was hot. My heart was pounding. I was overcome with lust for Johanna. She reached for her panties and pushed them down to her ankles, putting them right above my face. She smiled and then kneeled down, taking them off of her feet. "I asked you not to talk, but I heard you whispering... Here.. let's quiet you up for a few minutes... she said hotly, then pushed her soaking wet panties all the way into my mouth.
The taste of her juices made me nearly insane. She looked at my full mouth, two fingers slowly pushing the panties inside, then to my eyes, obviously enjoying my reaction.
"Now lay still!" she ordered, stepping off of the bed. She went to her bag and pulled out a handful of stockings. My arms were still at my sides. She sat down on my chest, facing my legs. Her gorgeous butt blocking my view. I felt her tying one stocking to my right wrist,  she secured the other end of the stocking to my right thigh. She followed with doing the same thing on my left side. I would not be moving my arms very far now.
She stood up and turned, kneeling over my face, her pussy only inches away. I could smell her, and the combination of her wonderful feminine smell and the taste of her panties in my mouth had me so aroused that my eyes were watering and I was breathing hard. "Now we have fun, baby" she whispered. She slowly lifted the silk slip over her head. I could see her beautiful breasts. Her nipples were hard and protruding. Beyond those I saw those eyes, glazed over, passionate.
She spread her lips with one hand and began gently rubbing her clitoris, very slowly at first. She pushed in gently, tossing her head back, moaning. I could hear and see the wetness of her pussy as her fingers moved inside and out. She would move faster, then slower. For a moment, she stopped, and wiped the wetness of her pussy onto my moustache and lips. The scent was maddening, it made what I was seeing even more sexually arousing.
She kept playing with herself, her gasping getting louder, Looking down at me, smiling, biting her lower lip. After making me watch this for at least two orgasms, her pussy dipping onto my neck with cum, she gasped and hesitated.
"Panting, she smiled down at me once more. "You want this pussy baby? You want it?" she gasped. "Mmmmmmf", I mumbled, nodding. "What baby?  I don't understand you! You have something in your mouth?" she giggled. She kneeled lower and put her hands behind my head. "Maybe you want it like this?" she said sexily.
She took one hand away, lifting my head up with the other. She spread her lips with her fingers and brought my face up to her pussy, moving her hips, spreading her juices all over my face. Her pussy was slippery, hot, wet and again, the smell drove me insane. When her lips were spread over my mouth, she put both hands back behind my head and rode her pussy up and down from my nose to my chin, gyrating her hips and turning my head so my nose and mouth were always in her hot pussy.  I was getting short breaths as she moved.
In no time, she was cumming on my face, her fluids in my nose, mustache and beard. I though it was going to be more than I could stand, my brain was reeling. She continued until she came again and stopped, exhausted, her weight still on my face, panting. "Oh, BABY!" She gasped. I?ve never CUM so HARD!" I pulled against the stocking restraints and moaned loudly. I needed air!
She looked down and hesitated? "What, baby? Oh! You need to breath!" She lifted up slowly from my nose. In the gasp for breath, I inhaled some of her cum. I coughed, but it made the taste of her fill the back of my throat. Now it would be there for a long time. She lifted herself up. And slid her hot, wet pussy down my body. She started playing with the panties in my mouth with her fingers. She bent over and licked her own cum from my face. "Mmmmmmm... Now I suppose you would like to LICK my pussy now, wouldn't you?" she breathed hotly. I nodded, blurry eyed and driven sexually insane. My cock had been hard and throbbing on and off all the time.
She put the evil smile on her face, kissed my mouth and took her panties out with her teeth. She wiped them under my nose and tossed them to the side. She leaned up and looked over at the clock. "Hmmmm... how about 20 minutes? How many times you thing you can make me cum in 20 minutes?" she said. "I've already cum 4 times. Think you can make me cum more?"
My mouth, nose and throat were filled with her flavors and I was in a sexual stupor. "Sweetheart, please... no more teasing. Let me lick and suck your pussy, PLEASE". Her smile grew big and she sucked on her lower lip. I was begging, and she loved it.
"20 minutes, baby" she whispered and brought her pussy back up to my face. "My hands?" I asked. "Oh, no baby, she said. I control this.  I'll control when I move my pussy. Your hands stay where they are!" I moaned and she lowered her pussy to my face. My hands being tied, I asked "Open it for me?" She smiled down at me again. "Use your tongue, baby. If I'm turned on, you'll reach everything you need!"
I saw I was going to have to work hard for this, but in my condition, I was willing to do -anything- to lick her, taste her pussy with my tongue and mouth.
Her lips were still partially swollen and I could see what she meant. It was easy to push my tongue between them. I started at the bottom, pushed in deeply and licked slowly, savoring the feel of her lips on my tongue, her taste. When I reached her clitoris, she gasped, flinched and looked down at me, eyes glazed with lust. She had begun massaging her breasts, and tweaking her nipples between her fingers.
I licked her there, slowly, firmly, up and down. She shuddered; throwing her head back once more, and released a soft moan. I pulled out and began licking the outside of her bald pussy, top to bottom.  She moved her hips slightly, responding to my tongue. She leaned forward again. Eyes still lost in sensual pleasure. "Ohhh yesssss, baby, lick my pussy clean!" she hissed.
I drove my tongue inside once more and licked furiously at her clitoris.  She moaned loudly as I gently sucked it between my lips, teased it there and let it pull from my mouth. Her breathing became rapid again, as I continued a gentle assault. She leaned back, hands on either side of my waist, panting. Her cool, soft hair was brushing against my hot cock, tickling it. I was sure she was oblivious to that.
In bending back she had revealed her anus, which I promptly included in my licking. In moments, she came again. Leaning forward, looking down at me, she pulled my head upward, and my mouth deep into her pussy.  Her fluid was draining into my mouth, around my tongue. As I looked up, past her beautiful breasts, swaying with her motion, I could see her mouth open, gasping. Her eyes were blazing with passion now, as she came, shaking, her hips pushing in and out of my face.
"Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh....." she moaned, slowing. She set my head down on the pillow gently and leaned back, sitting on my chest once more. She started playing with her breasts with one hand and gently massaging her pussy with the other. Her eyes were half-closed, she licked her lips, smiling, still looking down at me. We were both panting. Me for air and her for lust. She took a deep breath and sighed.
"Niiiiiice, baby", she said. "You've got to do that again!" and immediately she pounced on my face.  She was insatiable; it was better than I had imagined. Again, I attacked her pussy passionately, lovingly, desperately. It took a few minutes longer this time, but she came once more, grinding her wet pussy against my face, groaning, almost screaming as she came once more.
She fell off of me this time, beside me on the bed, panting and laughing. "Your tongue is SO goooood, baby!" she gasped. She lay still for a few moments as we both caught our breath. She then leaned over and started licking her lips, tasting herself. She plunged her tongue into my mouth, giving the most passionate kiss I have ever had; proably ever will have.
She lifted up and smiled deep into my eyes with hers. "Hmmmm..." she said softly. "Maybe I should keep you to your word?" I was so lost in her eyes, I couldn't imagine what she was talking about. "What word was that?" I asked as softly as she did. She smiled bigger. "You told me once that you could lick and suck this pussy ALLLLLL night... isn't that what you said?" It snapped me back to reality as I looked away from her eyes a second, remembering... "I... did say that, didn't I?"  I asked sheepishly, looking back up at her. She smiled and nodded her head. I took a deep breath and licked my cum-soaked lips. "Well... " I started. She giggled and put her finger against my lips. "Shhhhhh...  I don't think I could take it any more than you could" she winked. I was sure she could, but she was being sweet.
Suddenly I saw a playful evil light up her eyes. "Don't you move!" she said. She picked two more stockings out of the pile. She moved to the foot of the bed and tied one stocking to my right ankle. Pulling it outward, she tied the other end to the footboard at the end of the bed.  She grabbed another stocking and did the same to my left leg, pulling it outward as well. She would look up at me occasionally her eyes all playful and crazy.
She came back up and lay next to me on the bed again. She put her lips to my ear and whispered. "So you liked to be teased?" She licked into my ear. My heart pounded. "I... I never said that.." I stuttered.  "But it's true, isn't it?" I thought for a moment. She was right.  But what was her concept of time? How long would she tease? "Well?" she asked in that firmer voice she was now fond of using to control me. "Y...yes, it's true... but how..." She smiled, moving her lips to one of my nipples. She teased with just the tip of her tongue, just enough to make it stand up.
"Things you said when you wrote to me. They way you said it. You're not the only one that listens to your lover" she whispered. She leaned across and teased the other nipple lightly. I strained slightly against the stockings on my wrists. She turned and lowered her head, her hair flowing onto my stomach. She smiled that playful evil smile again "Yesssssssss" she hissed softly. She had noticed me straining without even looking at my wrists.
She leaned up slowly, looked at my chest and stomach. She began running her nails gently over them. "You see, my Phil... my baby... I'm a VERY good tease, and even though I haven't done it for very long with anyone..." She turned her head slowly and looked up at me, obviously to see my response. "...like I'm going to do with you..." she said in that stronger voice. "I think I can keep you from cumming long enough to make you beg. REALLY beg."
Now my heart was pounding hard, I was burning up and my arms once more instinctively pulled against their restraints. My eyes glazed over. I licked my lips and swallowed hard. She was enjoying every one of my responses. "This is another thing I have been waiting for, for so long" she said, returning to gently scrape her nails over my chest, my stomach and down close to my once again very hard cock.
"I want to taste your cock... lick it, suck it, tease it. Lick and suck your balls. I want to bring you close to cumming." She looked back at me. "But, baby... you won't cum until I'm ready. I think I can prevent it. But if you think you're going to cum, you're going to tell me, right?" I nodded, absorbed by her voice, her eyes, her touch.  "Say yes, baby... say you'll tell me." She said hotly. "Yes... yes... I whispered." She smiled. "Good, because I would have to leave you on the bed like this for a few hours while I went for a long walk" she said in the instant girlish voice. I couldn't believe what she said.
"I'm going to love this" she said. She began licking my nipple firmly, taking it in her teeth and twisting it gently, closing her eyes.  My body responded instantly. My legs and wrists struggled against their restraints. She smiled bigger, my nipple still in her teeth. She let go and positioned her head over the other. "Mmmmmmm.. this is going to be even easier than I thought!" she said, in her sexy, playful tone.  And she did the same to the other nipple. I held back a soft moan that was struggling to come up my throat. I was indeed making it obvious that I was seriously aroused.
But I don't think it mattered. She knew. And she knew that she would soon be driving me crazy. She crawled between my legs, kneeling, gently running her nails up and down each thigh, looking at my hard cock. "See? You're so easy!" she said smiling up at me. I was taking deep slow breaths, watching her. She knew the anticipation alone was driving me insane.
She leaned forward and put her closed lips gently against my hot hard cock, and began moving them gently from the bottom to the top. She would slow and caress her lips against the most sensitive part each time, before she continued. I couldn't stifle the soft moan. She stopped and looked up at me smiling again. "Mmmmmmm.. you like that, baby?" she asked. She knew the answer. My arms and legs were tight and straining. But I wasn't going to be slow with my response now. "Yes, Johanna, yes, sweetheart... I love it."
She looked down once more at my cock and licked her lips. "Well, baby, we haven't even started. She stretched out her tongue, watching my eyes as she moved it close to my cock. She was starting right at the sensitive spot. I instinctively pulled harder against the stockings as her tongue lightly touched it. It jumped. She smiled and with the same light teasing, only with the tip of her tongue, she licked the whole underside of my cock.
I trembled, I moaned, my eyes began to water again. She smiled, not looking up this time. "Mmmmmm too easy, baby" she said once more.  She slid her hand between my cock and my lower stomach and held it in place. Then she licked firmly, her flat wet tongue drawing up from my balls to the head. Sensations shot through my groin into my brain as she slowly moved her tongue up and down over the most sensitive spot for about 10 seconds. "Ooooooohhh geeeeez!" I moaned loudly. She lifted my cock and began twirling her tongue around the head, licking it firmly, sucking the head between her lips and probing the tip with her tongue.
Now I was breathing heavily, arms and legs still straining against their restraints. She did this repeatedly, licking my cock and teasing the head. And she did this so slow, that it was all just deep sensation, but not enough to make me cum. She stopped and looked up at me.  "Ready baby?" she asked. And without waiting for an answer, she plunged her mouth down onto my cock. I threw my head back against the pillow and arched my back as her hot mouth took in my cock.  "Ohhhhhhh!" I moaned loudly. She stopped. "Baby... we're going to make ourselves obvious here!" she said smiling. "You're louder than I am!"
I was shaking now, almost uncontrollably. "I... I'm sorry, I stuttered.  I'll try...." She moved from the bed and took another stocking. She grabbed the cum-soaked panties that were still lying next to me and stuffed them into my mouth again. She took the stocking and tied it around my head and into my mouth. "There!" she said, winking. "That should help." "Mmmmpfff" I responded.
Like a teenager, she pounced back on the bed between my legs and began right where she left off. Sucking deeply on my cock, but so slowly I couldn't cum. She would switch once in a while to suck a ball into her mouth and tease it with her tongue, and go back to my cock. She did this for what seemed an eternity, my mind reeling in sensual frustration. I could see through my blurred vision that she would occasionally look up at me, her big brown eyes smiling.
Finally she let my cock fall out of her mouth and said. "Now baby, let's try something more fun! She massaged my balls gently in her hand and began sucking quicker. I moaned and tightened up again. She kept going, a little faster. The thought crossed my mind for an instant...  what if I was going to cum? I couldn't tell her with stockings and panties in my mouth! My cock started throbbing. She quit sucking and pulled just the head into her mouth. She licked the head relentlessly.  If felt terrific... for a while. Then it began to get sensitive.  "Mmmmfff".. I said against the panties. She smiled, but kept going. I was straining harder now against the pain/pleasure she was producing.  Then suddenly, she plunged her mouth back down onto my cock.
I had never felt the hot reeling sensation like she caused going from teasing the head of my cock to sucking the whole thing.  "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!" I moaned as she kept up the quick pace. My cock started pumping again, just short of cumming and it only meant she took the head of my cock once again and began teasing it. She was driving me crazy. This went on again for what seemed an insanely long time.  My balls were gradually beginning to ache to cum. She stopped. I groaned.
She smiled that evil smile again, "Something more fun? Mmm?" she asked playfully. "Mmm-mmm!" I begged though the gag. "Awww.. you don't want to cum yet, do you? I want to play some more!" She jumped off the bed to her bag. She removed what seemed to be a small butt-plug and a jar.  "MMMMmmmm!" I moaned loudly, shaking my head. She smiled. "Oh, but you're going to love it!" she said as she set the plug down and opened the jar. She moved her finger around inside and brought out a lubricant, watching my eyes all the time.
Oh, there was no doubt that I'd love it. I just didn't think I could control my orgasm if she did this. I was sure I couldn't. And I didn't want to be left here tied by nylons to the bed for hours alone... and naked....
She picked up the plug and spread the lubricant over it. "Mmmmmmm" she said, as she slowly inserted it until it popped in. "Noooooowwwwww" she whispered hotly, and began the slow sucking of my cock once more.  As she sucked, she moved the plug around gently. It was insane.  Again, She was going so slow that I couldn't cum, but I was so close, so close to the edge. She was relentless and continued for even longer than the last time. I was trying my best not to cry in frustration.... and yet... enjoying every second of it; literally drowning in sensation. My head was back, eyes half closed. I couldn't even look at her now. I was like a drug addict after a fix. Unaware of anything but my desire to cum.. and her insane teasing.
Then, as in a haze, I heard "A liiiitle more fun baby". If I had been in any other condition, I may have pleaded loudly, begged through my gag to be allowed to cum now. But I was overwhelmed. I could only whimper against her panties. Little did I know what she had planned.
Suddenly the butt-plug came to life with a buzz. It was also a vibrator. My eyes shot open and I tightened against my bonds as sensations even grew wilder. She loved the look in my eyes and watched me as she again began sucking slowly. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" I moaned. I would have thought it impossible that she could have driven me even farther over the edge. But I was in a crazed stupor now. When she gently massaged my balls I could feel they were hard with cum. My body was a trembling mass of Jell-O. She did this again for some time. I was so weak then, that it was even hard to tremble. She stopped. I just lay there, breathing hard, heart pounding.
"Mmmmm... you with me baby?" she asked. I nodded slowly, lost in my own head. "Ok, baby, one more thing, then I'll let you cum". Now it didn't matter. She could do whatever she wanted. I was too weak to even moan. I felt her snap off the vibrator on the butt-plug. My eyes were still half closed, I could hardly see her.
But I felt her. I felt her, as she slid her hot, wet pussy onto my hard cock. It felt wonderful. My oversensitive cock could feel every part of the inside of her hot pussy. "MMMmmmmm" I moaned, as I felt myself regaining some of my senses. It was warm, wet, beautiful. I looked up at her "Niiiiice, lover?" she asked. "Mmmmmf" I moaned softly. She giggled a little but kept moving her pussy up and down on my cock as she gently removed the stocking from around my head and panties from my mouth.
"Oh, geez Johanna..." I gasped between slow deep breaths. "You're crazy... you're crazy sexy, you're beautiful and I love every bit of you.. everything about you". I whispered. "Mmmm.." she said smiling, sliding up and down slowly. "Is that the sex talking or you, baby?" I licked my dry lips. "Me, sweetheart... all me". She smiled and began riding harder and faster. I bucked against her, she was so beautiful, so warm, and her pussy was so wet and... "Sweetheart!"  I gasped I'm going to cum! "Noooooooo.. not yet!" She moaned loudly. She kept pumping up and down on my cock. I strained not to cum, but it was getting so hard to avoid now.
I felt her fluids running down my cock as she came, moaning loudly. She shuddered and removed herself from my cock. It bobbed wildly as it once more could not cum. She kissed me full on the lips and backed up.  "Well, I should go now!" she quipped. My hands and mouth fell open in shock! "What?" She giggled and kissed me again. "Just kidding!" She jumped back between my legs and began sucking my cock again; deliberate and quick. I was already still close to the edge. She could feel it and once again snapped on the vibrator. That did it.
"Now baby! Cum for me!" she said and then returned to sucking. Almost as if obeying her command my cock started pumping and I came. I came so hard into her mouth that I thought I had exploded. I had never cum so hard... and so long! She kept sucking, I kept cumming, panting, moaning, trembling until she must have drained me dry. She popped my cock out of her mouth, making me jump.
She untied the stockings from my thighs, then my hands. She removed the plug. She stepped from the bed and untied my ankles. She sat next to me once more and kissed me gently on the lips. "Shower baby?" she asked. I was almost too weak to get up from the bed, but giggling, she helped me up. She put her arms around my neck. "Good baby?" she asked, those beautiful eyes looking deep into mine. "Good?" I whispered "Good? It was insane! You were more than I had ever imagined! Thank you Sweetheart!" She kissed me again. "Thank YOU, baby!" she said softly.
We showered, and in the morning, went to some of those places we were to go to. We made love over and over. It was the best week of my entire life.
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This is my first time ever to write an erotic story. Plus English is not my mother tongue. I know it may sucks, but I really want to have your feedbacks to be better. So girls from English-speaking countries, help me out will you?
I’m a 21-year-old boy from China. I’m 75kg in weight and 178cm in height, strongly built. Right now I ‘m studying at a university in Chengdu,
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southwestern China. I ‘m crazy about basketball, actually I play for my college. I used to have a girlfriend back in high school. But after high school, we went to different cities for college so we broke up afterwards. But we still kept in touch using text messages.
 There’s a very beautiful place called Jiuzhai Gou north of Chengdu. Last summer, she wanted to go check it out. Since I haven’t seen it either, so we decided to go together. I know that she didn’t have a boyfriend then. I used to have one in the first semester, but broke up because we felt we weren’t right for each other.
Her college ended 10 days later than mine did, so I just waited for her in my dorm. During those 10 days I thought hard hoping to surprise her when she came. I can still remember all the sex we had in high school. My first time ever was with her, so was she. The first time I touched her breast was in the lab building where nearly nobody goes late at night. The first I felt her pussy was in my home. This may sounds interesting, at that time I didn’t know that women’s pussies get wet when they are aroused. So I thought they were urine. But she told me that this is the time when her pussy is ready to take my dick. That day we couldn’t wait anymore, and we had our first sex ever. It felt wonderful. After that we grabbed every possible chance to make love. There was even once she gave me a blow job in a building which was still under construction. But they were all very traditional. But this time I want it to be special. All my 3 other roommates went home one by one. The day she arrived I was totally by myself.
 I went to the train station to pick her up. We took a taxi to my dorm. On our way home, I told her that she can stay at my dorm room and there’s gonna be a surprise for her. When we finally reached my room she asked “ so what’s the surprise?â€Â
 “Do you want it now?â€Â
 “Why not?â€Â
 You see, our beds and tables are joined together. The beds are above the tables. There ‘s a metal bar attached to each bed to prevent us from falling down when we sleep.
  “OK, close your eyes†I said. Then I blindfolded her and got those ropes I prepared. I tied both of her wrists to the bar. Then I took off her jeans and underpants.
 “OK, Mike. You don’t have to do all this just to fuck me. Remember what we did in high school?â€Â
 “Just wait†then I stuck a vibrator in her pussy.
 “ What is it, Mike, what ‘s in my pussy?â€Â
 “Just wait.â€Â
I turned on my computer and played a Japanese porn movie. I advanced to where the girl in it starts to moan.
 “Ready?â€Â
 “OK. What is it?â€Â
 Then I turned on the vibrator.
 “Oh, Mike, oh, how can you, oh…..oh†Then she started to moan, real loud, writhing her body.
 I then put a chair in front of her, stood on it, and put my fully erect cock in her mouth. She sucked it really hard. She sucked and sucked, after a while as I was about to cum she stopped. I knew she was about to cum too. I pulled out my cock and wanked myself. We cummed the same time.
 Turning off the vibrator, I said “ so how ‘s the surpriseâ€Â
Dear friends. Every one must read this real incident.
             One day he came near me. We went a remote place.
He undressed his clothes.His sunnis lenght was 9 ".But my pundai lenght was only 5" only.After undressing my clothes he licked my koothi masturbating his cock.My mulai is very big.He suckled my nipples.Then slowly peneterated his sunni into my pundai.I liked this fucking.
           He fucked my horny koothi for 20 minutes.I was very satisfied. I could not forget that fucking.
It was late. Jimmy was the last person in the showers. Jimmy’s a good-looking guy. He’s very muscular, but not bulky, and has dark brown hair. He turned off the water and ran his hands down over his pecs and abs, sliding the water off his body. He looked around and realized someone had taken his towel. As he walked around the lockers, he came upon a sight to incredible to believe.
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Kelly and April, two cheerleaders were on their knees giving blowjobs to his friends. These girls were hot, both blonde with blue eyes and
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perfect bodies. Their large supple boobs rocked back and forth as their heads bobbed on the engorged cocks in front of them. None of Jimmy’s friends even acknowledged his presence.
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Jimmy felt his dick grow and thought he’d see if he could join them. Jimmy walked over and stood next to Andy. Now Andy is the assistant coach and is little older than the others, but you wouldn’t know it by looking at him. Pecs, abs, and a light trail of light brown hair from his navel down his washboard lower abs to his large erect dick. He was stroking his cock with his right hand and never looked up. Every once and a while he would jiggle it and April would take it in her mouth.
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Beside Andy were Billy and Robbie, twins. The only way you could tell these two apart was because Billy had darker hair. Otherwise, even naked these two are identical with baby blue eyes and the same hairstyle. Billy was caressing his body as April went all the way down on his hard shaft. It was strange; they both seemed to get off on seeing each other get blown. Then April grabbed Robbie’s cock and double sucked them. Both guys rocked their hips forward tensing their six-pack abs as April slobbered all over their cocks.
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Meanwhile, beside Robbie was Sam. Sam is the only black guy on the team and what they say about black dudes was true. His cock was nearly nine inches long as it bobbed in front of Kelly’s mouth. Sam was another jock who was ripped. He looked down as Kelly tried to take in his huge dick. She could barely get more than his cock head in her mouth. She used her hand to stroke the rest of his long shaft as she sucked on his huge knob. She didn’t even bother servicing anyone else; Sam was a handful.
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As April sucked on the twins and occasionally and Andy and finally Jimmy, Evan walked into the locker room.
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“What the fuck…†Evan exclaimed as he came upon the orgy.
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“Oh hell’s yeah!†and with that Evan peeled off his shirt revealing his rippling abs and well-defined pecs. He quickly undid his belt and opened up his jeans and slid them along with his underwear down past his low hanging balls. He walked right up in between Robbie and Billy.
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“Mmmmâ€Â, April immediately devoured his ever-growing cock.
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Meanwhile, Sam started grunting. He was about to blow.
“Ah, I’m gonna cum.†He said as his hips started to rock faster.
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“You ready for it?â€Â
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“Mmmhmmm†Kelly answered without removing his cock from her mouth.
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“Yeah, yeah, yeah! Oh Fuck!â€Â
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With that Sam exploded inside Kelly’s mouth.
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“Swallow it! Come on slut! Swallow it! That’s it.â€Â
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Kelly did her best to swallow his load, but soon jism was dripping out of her mouth and all over Sam’s cock. She did her best to lick it all up.
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April left Robbie, Billy, and Evan to jerk off and turned her attention to Andy and Jimmy, sucking one while stroking the other and switching off.
Andy quickly pulled out of April’s mouth and jerked his dick hard.
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“Ahhhhh†He growled as he poured out his cum all over April’s face and tits. As his semen pumped out of his dick April licked her lips and rubbed his cum over her large tits.
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April then focused on Jimmy, and it wasn’t long before he, too, came.
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“Uuuuuhhhhhh. Oh yeah†he grunted as he stroked the cum out of his engorged dick.
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Shockingly, Sam was still hard and Kelly continued sucking on his dark meat.
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Feeling that it would be rude to walk away, Jimmy and Andy just stood there stroking their dicks as April turned to the twins and Evan.
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“Thought you forgot about us.†Billy said.
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“Never, baby†she replied. She pulled the three guys close together so that their cock heads all touched. Their dicks all jumped at the contact. April took all three cock-heads in her mouth and swirled her tongue around them.
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“Fuuuuck.†Robbie moaned.
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“Oh shit!†Evan exclaimed as he looked down at the three dicks stretching out April’s mouth.
“Suck it, baby, that’s it. Suck it†Billy whispered as he ran his hands over his chest and nipples.
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“Play with our balls†Robbie whispered. She started rubbing and jiggling Billy and Robbie’s balls.
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“Oh! Ahhh!†Billy pulled out and just stood there and watched as his cock jumped and spit up his cum, again and again and again, all over April’s face.
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“Ohhhh!†April squealed, letting Evan and Robbie’s cocks pop out of her mouth.
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“Think you can swallow it, baby?†Robbie asked as his body tensed.
Robbie’s dick throbbed as it shot semen down April’s throat. By now the slurping sounds along with the sensation of Robbie’s pulsing dick was too much for Evan.
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He quickly stepped back and jerked off all over April’s boobs. As he did, he pinched his erect nipples and ran his other hand up and down his chest and abs.
I have been on a natural high for weeks. Sex with Lash is raw, primitive, uninhibited. Fantasies whispered, played out, pain, pleasure, ecstasy, all melt into one. The line between reality and fantasy crosses over on levels experienced perhaps by few. We’ve been together for 17 yearsâ€â€I thought sex was supposed to get dullerâ€â€but not with us. I doubt anyone has what we have.
Desires. Happiness. Lust. All in one. The feeling of being one. Alive and accepting of myself regardless of who I am. I feel powerful. Finally, I know who I am and I don’t’ have to make any excuses.
It’s awesome to be a sexual goddess. I want to be fucked often and hard. I wanted my nipples sucked, pinched, pulled, bit. The more int
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ense, the better. I want my husband to devour me to take me with reckless abandonment. I come multiple times--3, 4 times a day. He uses nipple clips on me to heighten the pain and passion and plays with my clit skillfully. His strokes make me wild, primitive. I get on my kneesâ€â€a sign that I want more intensity. He knows this so he licks his fingers to get my asshole ready. He doesn’t need to moisten my pussy because it’s already dripping and that’s not what he’s focusing on. He spreads my cheeks and bows down in between my legs. His tongue rims my asshole slowly at first, then darts into it. Slowly, rhythmically. Lapping it up. This is so fucking raunchy it gets me hot and wet. His teasing gets me hotter, building heat between my legs. I come easily and want more. I open my ass and he slips his thumb up there. I give out a soft moan, tilt my head back into his chest. He responds by sticking his two fingers into my cunt, thumb still up my ass. Oh wow, double fucks drive me wild. His other hand travels to my nipples, which he pinches and twists between his fingers. The intensity brings me higher. He spreads his fingers in my cunt, like making a peace sign, widening the circles he creates inside me. The intensity heightens and the contrast of pain and pleasure drives me wild. I buck and scream into my pillow so that the neighbors don’t hear my passionate screams. I come again and convulse with pleasure. Come drips out of my cunt, clit swollen and raw. He kisses me with my come on his lips. It tastes a little sweet with a slight fishy taste to it. His tongue explores the rest of my body. I’m ready for more.ÂÂ
This is usually when fantasies kick in. This is when I want a woman with us to finger fuck me or fondle my nipples while I suck off my husband. Or vice versa. Sometimes I let him fuck her. It’s a gift to him. A thrill for me to trust him with another pussy. I know how much he loves me. I know he would never leave me. I know this so much that I want him to have another woman as my gift to both of them. Lash is an excellent lover and our third deserves my husbands fat cock, magic fingers and delectable tongue. I know that it’s not his fantasy. He doesn’t need another pussy to fuck when he’s got mine. But I get wet thinking of watching him fuck someone else, someone who has fucked me and made me come. I want him to have the same experienceâ€â€of fucking someone else.ÂÂ
When I am that hot sex brings me to a higher state of mind. Among consenting adults, sex can take you to Nirvana. This is my belief. Three consenting adults. Why three? Three is my number.ÂÂ
So I can’t figure out why I turned around.
We were in Oregon and free love was on my mind. We brought my vibrator, the Hitachi wand, the Rolls Royce of vibrators--clothes pins, rope, all the paraphernalia we needed to have the kind of sex we were accustomed to having at home. I confessed to him that I had been fantasizing about piercing my nipples. I thought it looked hot. I want future lovers to know that I like to fuck hard and love having my nipples be the focus.ÂÂ
We found a piercing shop, interviewed the owner, inspected for cleanliness and took the plunge. No doubts. No second thoughts. I did it. Pierced them. My husband stood by while he shoved two stainless steel bars into my large, brown, very suckable, nipples. They hurt like hell. A pain I didn’t imagine. We walked gingerly to a bar, sat on their big comfy couches, ate nachos, drank two or three shots of tequila and I was out. Out for the count. It sedated me for my rebirth.
So why did I do it? That’s the question I ask myself. I’m feeling less like a sexual Goddess and more like a suburban mom trying to defend her position at a PTA meeting. I cover my nipples when I’m in the gym, I have dreams of people seeing my pierced ones and feel resigned to the shame of it. I am hiding my nipples just as I hide my sexuality. I am a bisexual too scared to admit it.
I’m facing in a different direction now. Not the same person I described at first. The sex is still good but I don’t want to have my nipples played with as much. I am even protective over them. I can’t quite figure out why the change in attitude.
Did I need self punishment to take me down from that high? Am I not deserving of Nirvana? Do I think that by exercising my power, bad things will happen…bad things will happen to my kids? Rationally, it doesn’t make sense. But we’re not talking about intellect or the physical, or emotion, but something deeper. I deserve to go to Nirvana but I can't get out of my own way. My husband knows this about me. Knows that when things go right, I feel unworthy of my good fortune and find ways to punish myself rather than glory in my power, know my worth.
That's when Lash steps in. He knows when I need a lashing. I like when he whips me with our hangers. I need it sometimes. Like now. He hates when I deprive myself, or put myself down. Hates when I put limits on myself. When I do that, he punishes me. I know I deserve it. w I deserve it. ÂÂ
I had been working for too many hours recently, I was continuously worn out and would drop off to sleep anywhere any time. I know at that time I had been neglecting Paula and the kids but bills had to be paid. We had even had to take in a boarder Frank was eighteen and studying hard at Uni, he was at least a quiet guy well mannered too. He never seemed to go out with girls didn't smoke and didn't drink. One thing he did do was excersise, running, bike riding, weights as a result he had a bloody good body and from the way he looked in his bike shorts he hadn't been hiding behind the door when cock were being handed out. Paula had commented more than once that some lucky girl was going to be happy.
I was quite certain that with looking after two tearaway tots Paula was not going to
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be trying anything on with our boarder. Two months later I was a wreck as soon as I sat down after teaI was asleep, leaving Paula to put the kids to bed and do the washing up. At least she had Frank to help with the washing up, as I dozed off I heard Frank comment "He's gone to sleep again". I awoke after a couple of hours to find Frank brushing Paula's hair as they watched the TV, their seemed to be something sensual about it, but I probably imagined it. I commented it was about bedtime and we headed off to bed, five minutes after my head hit the pillow I was asleep.
On the weekend I went to work on the Saturday, leaving Frank studying and Paula taking the kids to the beach. The only difference to the rest of the week was I had half a dozen beers before falling asleep. This time I had a strange dream Paula was kissing Frank in front of me, not just a friendly kiss but a full french kiss. Frank was saying "its okay he's dead to the world" before returning to kissing her. I woke later to find Frank again brushing Paula's hair though this time she was in a robe, if I had thought about it I would have wondered why she was already undressed. I had a coffee to help me wake up but I still felt like death warmed up hardly able to keep my eyes open, I said goodnight and went to bed, Paula joined me a little later.
My dream was a little strange, some was creeping into our bedroom and whispering and the bed was squeaking, stupid bloody dreams it was Paula getting up to go to the toilet. The next morning was Sunday, I woke up at about nine the bed alongside me was empty and cold. Just then Paula came in, she looked a little tired but when she saw me awake she said coffee was on and the kids burst into the room. I wondered about the cold bed but the kids must have been up early and she had gone to keep them quiet. At breakfast Frank looked a little tired but when I mentioned it he said he had been up half the night studying. After a fun family day I went to bed early again ready for work the following day. Paula came to bed late I thought I heard whispering outside the bedroom door just before she came in, but as she was already undressed ready for bed I must have imagined it.
By Tuesday I was back to sleeping in my chair as soon as I finished tea. Frank and Paula came in to watch TV later sitting next to each other on the sofa, I wasn't fully asleep.
" He's dead to the world again" Frank whispered. "How about a kiss"
For a second I thought I was in a dream.
"we shouldn't be doing this" Paula whispered.
Between my nearly closed eyelids I watched as Frank and Paula kissed, a long sloppy kind of a kiss. I noticed his hand reach for her breast, first gently then he held it firmly giving it a squeeze. I might have expected a slap but none came just a soft moan.
"How about a fuck, I've thought of nothing else since Saturday night"
My ears pricked up after that, so thats why the bed was cold.
"We shouldn't have done it, you know that"
"Yes we should, you loved it and I loved it too. The way you sucked my cock was fantastic".
"Flattery will get you everywhere, and its such a lovely cock" Paula whispered and I watched as she gave his cock a friendly squeeze through his trousers.
I made grunting sleep noises not wanting to do anything to make them think I wasn't dead to the world. I also positioned myself a little different so that my growing bulge would not be noticable.
Paula stood and gave Frank a quick kiss, "I have to check on the kids I dont want them coming in waking Paul".
Five minutes later she was back, wearing just her robe she sat next to frank.
"If he looks like waking grab the brush, now come here"
Frank was soon concentrating on Paula, one hand working between her legs while the other held a breast so he could suck on the nipple. From my point of view I could see his fingers burried to the hilt in Paula's very damp looking cunt. As I watched paula worked at undoing his trousers and taking out his cock.
"Jesus", I thought to myself 'horse cock isn't in it'. If Frank looked hung in his bike shorts it was nothing to how it looked in Paula's hand. As I watched she worked her hand up and down the thickening shaft, it was like a toddlers arm.
"Come on climb on it" Frank was encouraging Paula.
"Not here not tonight, Paul might wake up"
"No he's dead to the world, look my poor cock is pleading for you"
I was having trouble not jumping up saying yes fuck him, so I made snoring noises. The sound of my snores seemed to relax them, as Paula moved so that she was astride Frank. Holding his shaft she guided it so he was positioned central then slowly started to lower herself. She started a soft moan but buried it in a cushion that she quickly picked up. I couldn't beleive it inch after inch of that monster cock dissapeared from sight.
Finally he was up to his balls inside her and she started to ride him like a stallion. Her mouth seemed to be buried all the time in the cushion but I could still hear her grunts and moans. Not that Frank was being quiet either but he was burying his groans in her soft tits. It was obvious that this was not a slow languid fuck, this was a fast as we can before sleeping husband wakes. I watched as that monster cock worked its magic on my wife I could see all the thick veins that were pumped full of blood. I could see his heavy balls that i knew were full of cum that was soon going to be flooding inside my wife. Suddenley Paula through her head back and she was shuddering in orgasm the cushion pressed hard over her face, Frank stiffened as well I could see his throbbing shaft and knew he was unloading, then I could see traces of white were his cum was forcing itself past his shaft. My own cock was like a rock as satiated they seperated a quick handfull of tissues catching the cum before it flowed out of Paula and onto Frank and the sofa or carpet below. I was expecting to hear a sound of suction as he withdrew the head of his cock, the two of them quickly tidied themselves up. I then pretended to waken to find Frank brushing Paula's hair, as i woke she went to make coffee.
I quietly whispered to Frank "nice cock mate, dont mind you fucking Paula but next time you come into the bedroom climb into bed and fuck her there, I like to know whats going on". I gave a smile and went in to give Paula a hug and apologise for being tired all the time and I was okay with Frank.
Once a year our company plans a corporate retreat. They send us to a local resort to bond. I flew in from out of town a few days early so I could meet with clients and spend some time in the New York office. I came in early Thursday and grabbed a coffee downstairs. One of the guys was off this week so there was a spare desk to sit at. I logged on and opened up my email, logged onto messenger so I could check in back at home. All of a sudden a message window popped up
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'Hey what are you doing after work today'. I smile and look up. You are tapping away on the keyboard......ignoring me.ÂÂ
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'I have no plans, what are you doing'. I picked up the phone and called my office to check in.ÂÂ
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'Well, I think we should invite a few people out and then disappear early'. I smiled and looked over at you again. You still didn't look at me.ÂÂ
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We had been chatting playfully back and forth for a few weeks, one night I drank a little too much red wine and shared a few secrets with you. You in turn told me a few of yours. My favourite, the one that turned me on the most was your story about visiting the stripper bars. Lately you had been visiting them quite frequently. Going to the lesser known bars and enjoying private dances.  I like watching them dance. I would like to just sit and watch her dance for you. I don't want to be part of the action, just sit in the corner and watch.ÂÂ
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I put the phone down and click back onto my laptop. My message window is flashing. You tell me you have a place in mind and to follow your lead later. I click the message window off and open my email. I can't concentrate on work, its early in the day and yet you already have me wet. One of the secrets I shared with you was my ability to make myself cum at my desk. The beauty of having your clit pierced, all I had to do was cross my legs and squeeze and I could have an orgasm. I crossed my legs and sank back into my seat a little. Right leg over my left. Squeeeze them together. Rub them together just a little bit. mmmm yea thats it. I could feel my nipples getting hard under my shirt. The black lace of my bra was rubbing against them. I click on my laptop and open up a chat window. I type 'now' and hit send. I see you look up. I close my eyes for just a second and open my mouth just slightly. I open my eyes and see you still staring at me. The chat window is flashing, I ignore it. I squeeze my legs together again, harder, rub them together. I reach down with my hand and gently brush my finger over my pussy. ooohh yes. yes. and like that I feel a rush run thru me.   I open the chat window to read what you wrote 'your killing me'. hahaha.ÂÂ
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The day goes by and I round up a few people to go out after work. We head out to a local bar and knock back a few drinks. Its not far into the night when you get up and say you have to get going. What? Why? You explain that you have a long ride home and should get going. I ask you what direction you are headed and could I get a ride. I need to catch up on my sleep before the weekend as these corporate retreats are usually spent drinking the whole weekend. I say my goodbyes and we head out. I slide into the passanger seat in your car. We buckle up and head out.ÂÂ
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Its a quiet drive. Its the firs time we have even been alone together. Neither one of us willing to make the first move.... yet. You turn the radio on and conversaton turns to small talk. We head a little bit out of town to a smaller town where nobody will know us. You turn into a stripmall and pull over. I look around but don't see any stores that look open. I look over to ask you where we are... when you lean over and grab my head. You hand slide around to the back of my neck and you pull me towards you. Slow... soft kiss. God I've been wanting to do that for a while you say. And just like that you start up the car and begin to drive again. I cross my legs... god just that one kiss got me hot and bothered.ÂÂ
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We pull into another strip mall, but this time the neon lights tell me the bar is open. We get out of the car and walk in. Its not the classiest of places, but that is exactly what we wanted. We walk in, grab a table and order some drinks. A new song starts and a tall blonde walks onto the stage. We sit and watch her dance. I'm acting a bit shy and I think you can pick up on that. You order another round of drinks and whisper in the bartenders ear. She sends over a few shots with one of their dancers. She grabs my hand and tells me that you paid for me to have a dance to loosen up. The shots are saved for during my dance. You sit back and smile as she leads me off to the back room.
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She leads me into the back room and starts to dance. I get two songs and quite the show. I head back our table and tell you that what I really want is to watch a girl dance for you. We grab our drinks and head back. I sit near the back of the room and watch as you take your seat. The same girl that danced for me is going to dance for you. I spread my legs and reach my hand down between my legs. No fun watching if I can't have my own fun ;)  She is naked in no time and I can tell from where I'm sitting that you are enjoying the show. You look over at me and see my playing with myself. You reach down and grab your cock, the stripper comes up and rubs her tits in your face. I can't just sit and watch. I walk over and stand behind your chair. Maybe its time for that massage I owe you. I reach around you and undo your tie. I start to unbutton your shirt. Brandi has turned around and is sitting in your lap. Bouncing up and down on top of you. You reach around her and grab her tits. I am massaging your shoulders, your neck. I reach my hand in your shirt and run my fingers over your chest. The song ends and our time is up. You tell her we want one more song, but this time you want me in the drivers seat - and you are going to give me a massage.ÂÂ
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I sit down and let you unbutton my shirt. Your hands are so warm and strong on my shouders. My muscles are tense after a long week. As Brandi dances in front of me my shirt falls open and your hands slip under my bra. Brandi leans into me and runs her nipples across my lips. You unhook my bra and let it fall down as Brandi goes down onto her knees in front of me and starts to suck on my nipples. You reach down and massage them as she sucks on them. My legs are open and my pussy is so wet. God I want to get fucked so bad right now. I wish we were somewhere else and she was with us. I want to fuck both of you so badly. I want to feel you inside of me, I want to taste her pussy. The song ends.  We get dressed and head out of the back room. We have a long weekend ahead of us and agree that we should get some sleep tonight.
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Tomorrow is the start of the corporate retreat and we both know that when the drinks start flowing it can be quite the party. You drive me back to my hotel and head off home.................... to be continued.
I grab another coffee on my way into work. Come upstairs and open my lap top. You come in a few minutes later. We exhange a few IM's and get on with the days work.
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3pm arrives and we pack up. There are a few limos taking the employees to the retreat. We pile in and open the beer they have chilling. We are in a limo with 2 other people. Its not a long drive out of the city. We turn on the music and settle in for the drive.Â
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We arrive at the retreat and check in with everyone else. They have put us up in a fairly fancy resort so we are doubling up. I am in a room with Claire. She works out of the San Francisco office. We have talked on the phone and email but never met in person. She is already in the roo
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m. Nice looking girl, about 5' 8", tall with shoulder length blonde hair. We unpack our things, freshen up and head down to the hotel bar.
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Tonight is a low key night, everyone is doing drinks in the hotel bar and then I think a few will be going out. Claire has had a long day with her flight and heads back up to our room at around 11pm. A few people start to make noise about going out, I go put my purse in the room, just packing my ID and a few credit cards.  I pass you in the lobby, you say that you are bagged and are heading up to bed.  I head off to the club to dance the night away.Â
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Saturday we have meetings. Same thing every year... how we did the past year, what we are going to focus on the next year.  If you look across the room you can see everyone has their blackberrys in hand sending text messages back and forth. We break for lunch.
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I decide to skip the rest of the afternoon meetings and head out the pool. I order up a drink and lay down on the lawn chair. I grabbed a few celebrity rags in the store on the way out. Perfect way to spend the afternoon. I close my eyes and light a cigarette, lay back and enjoy the sun. All of a sudden cold water is splashed all over me. I look up and you are in the pool infront of me laughing.   I put down my drink, butt out the cigarette and come join you on the edge of the pool. I sit on the edge of the pool with my drink and let my feet dangle in the water. You stand at the edge of the pool, chest deep in the water. You grab my left foot and massage it under the water. Rubbing my foot, running your fingers thru my toes. Rubbing the ball of my foot, massaging your whole hand up to my toes. Taking each toes between your fingers and massaging it. I open my legs just a little bit so you can see the wet spot that has formed on my bikini bottoms.Â
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More people from the office start to trickle out of the meetings. I am back in the deck chair tanning. Claire comes down and sits next to me. Orders us another round and with it come a few shots. We look over at the pool and you boys all smile.  Looks like its going to be a long night.  There are a few trouble makers in our office.
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We head back to our rooms at around 5 to get ready for dinner. Claire and I are buzzed, we had a few too many drinks in the sun. She asks if I want to hop in the shower first or second. I pick first as it takes a while to do my hair after. I strip down, throw a towel around myself and get in the shower. When I get out there is music on, Claire is naked in the room pouring herself another drink. She spins around and says 'oh sorry I didn't think you were out yet'. I tell her that its no problem, I saved some hot water for her. She brushes past me and goes into the washroom. I sit down and have to rethink that one... where did that come from? Oh well, I'm not going to complain.
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We get ready for dinner and head out.  There is assigned seating at the dinner, you are not placed with people in your office.  Fancy that....... guess who is at my table! I wonder if you somehow had a hand in the seating. I sit down and take off my jacket. I am wearing a very low cut black top and black slacks. You pour me a glass of red wine. After dinner everyone heads to the casino. I head straight for the three card poker. I love gambling.Â
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2am and we head back to the resort. Few people had back to the hotel bar, few head up to their rooms. I grab a drink and sit down next to you. You are hunched over in your chair, you tell me that you think you pulled your back in the pool earlier today. I get up and stand behind you. Like last night I start to unbutton your shirt. Only the first two buttons this time, as there are plenty of coworkers watching. Its not a sensual massage like last night, more of a deep tissue. I just want my hands on your skin. I reach down into your shirt, just a little bit and run my hands over your chest. Back up and down your back. I massage all the way up to your neck. I can feel you have goose bumps. I only hope that your cock is getting just a little bit hard in your shorts.
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More people trickle out and its down to the last 3 or 4. I need a cigarette so make a move to go outside. Everyone thinks thats a good idea and we head out. Its a warm night, I'm feeling a bit frisky. I take off my shirt and walk over towards the hot tub. I look behind me and see everyone is following my lead. Claire, yourself and Rob are all coming down to the pool desk. I slide off my pants and jump into the pool. I swim underwater across the pool. When I come up for air I turn around and see you are all in the hot tub. I swim a few lengths and get out of the pool, walk over to the hot tub. I slide in between you and Claire.Â
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Claire has had too much to drink and heads up to our room. We sit for a bit longer and go to get out. As we are toweling off you whisper to me "221". I look at you and wink. I'm not sure who you are sharing a room with. Why did you tell me your room number? We all head up in the elevator. You get out first on the 2nd floor. Rob gets out next. I head up to my room. Oh what the heck, I go back to the elevator and hit the 2nd floor. I am scared of bumping into someone. I knock on your door.Â
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You open the door, wrapped in just a towel around your waist. I walk in. I see only 1 bed. I ask how you got so lucky not to have to share. You tell me that you just didn't want to share with anyone so you are paying for your own room. 'Now stop asking questions and go lay on the bed' oohhh assertive. I like that. I go sit at the end of the bed. You walk over to me and let your towel drop to the floor.Â
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I grab your cock in my right hand. Slowly working my way from the base to the head. Twisting my hand around you, feeling it harden. It needs to be wetter, I move my head down and lick just once up the side. Leaving a long wet trail of saliva. I put my hand back and move it up and down, feeling every vein pulse. I reach the end of your cock and run my fingers over the head. I take my index finger and put it in my mouth, run it over the head around the rim... I put my finger back in my mouth. mmmm tastes good. I look up at you, I like the eye contact. I want you to watch me. I move my head down and open my mouth. When I get close I let out a breath of air... slow cool breathe. I want to tease you just a little. I look back up at you, playful smile. Then I open my mouth and take every inch of you inside of me. The warm wet feeling of my mouth, wrapped around your cock gives you the goose bumps. I reach my hands around behind you and grab your ass, squeeze your cheeks as I open my mouth a little wider and push you in a little deeper. The head of your cock reaches the back of my throat. I gag just a little. mmmm that feels good. I pull back and hold onto your hips as a move my head back and forth. Back and forth, each time turning my head just a little, sucking as a I pull back, wrapping my tongue around it as I push it back in. I take my right hand and grab the base, twisting my hand up as I pull back, pushing it back down as I put it back in my mouth. Sometimes reaching down to grab your balls for just a second. You take your hands and hold onto my head, running your fingers thru my hair. You hold on and pull my head back. You go down onto your knees infront of me, kiss me.Â
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You lean me back on the bed, slowly taking off my clothes. You get down to my underwear and move down between my legs. You kiss from my knees up to my inner thighs. Run your nose over my pussy, breathing in my scent. Your tongue slides along the right side of my panties, trying to push under them. You lick on top of my underwear, pushing your tongue over my clit. ooohh god that feels good. You lick back down the left side of my underwear. Your tongue is hard, pushing under the elastic. Oh god please don't tease me like this. I want to feel you on me. I want to feel your tongue licking me.Â
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You reach down under me and grab my underwear, slowly pulling it down to my knees. My legs are straight up in the air. You hold them there as you pull my underwear off. My legs stay straight up in the air ass you move back down. Lapping at my pussy. You let all the saliva from your mouth move to your tongue and onto me. I put my legs down, spreading them on each side of your face. I like to watch you, I like to watch your tongue move over my body, pressing it on my clit... watching me move beneath you. I want you to suck on my clit, I want to you to take it all in your mouth, gently... slowly sucking on it. I need more, I want to feel you inside of me. Your take your hand and move it down between my legs, two fingers glide inside of me. I am so wet right now. Oh my god that feels so good.
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You push your fingers deeper inside of me. Reaching them back against the back wall of my pussy. Reaching for the magical spot. I had told you a while back that I was a squirter. Lots of oral, lots of fingering and gently pushing on that one spot and I will come so hard my body will shake and the bed will be soaked. You are a man on a mission. Your fingers glide in and out of me, your tongue moves across my pussy. Oh my god that feels so good. Oh good it feels so good. I want more. I want you inside of me. I'm so close to cumming. So close. Oh god I want you inside of me.Â
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I reach down and pull you up to me. I want to kiss you, I want to taste my pussy all over your face. You slide up on to of me. Kissing me, letting me lick the taste of myself off of your face. mmmmm so good. You kneel between my legs. Grab my hips and lift me onto you. Ohhhhhh yes, Slowly. Slowly your cock slides inside of me. Ohhh god yes, oh my god that feels so good. Wait. Wait just a second. I want to feel every inch of you. I stop and just let the feeling run thru me. I reach down and put two fingers on my clit, slowing rubbing it. You hold onto my hips and slide your cock in and out of me. In and out, in and out. I rub harder. You reach forward with your hands and grab my tits. Pinching my nipples, taking my whole breast in your hand and grab it. Massage them in your hands, back up to my nipples. Yes... oh god yes this feels so good. Don't stop. Pinch my nipples... harder.... harder. Please. Oh god yes, my fingers move faster, rubbing my clit harder. Your cock pushes into me deeper, you pull it out and push it back in.... deeper... deeper..... all the way inside of me.
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Yes... yes now... now. Oh my god yes I am going to cum. I can feel the rush running thru me. I can feel myself about to cum. I stop playing with myself. I reach behind me and grab the headboard of the bed. I push my hips up as you sit up on your knees. My back is completley arched. You are right up on your knees. Push inside of me again. Hold it right there. Oh god yes I am cumming. Don't stop, don't stop.
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All of a sudden you feel a warm rush of liquid. It runs down my legs, down your legs. The sheets are wet. And by wet I mean soaking wet.  As soon as you feel it you start to pump a little faster. Oh my god that is sexy, you say. I am going to cum. Both of us a pushing into each other, both of us cumming at once. Warm wet liquid pours out of both of us. I lay back down on the bed... you sit back down on your knees.Â
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I can't move. I can't move my body. My body is shaking. That ws the most intense orgasm I have ever had. You roll over next to me, laying beside me enjoying the sensation. Soooo good. So fucking good.
Apologies to the many readers who have written-in the past month despairing let's say, of ever seeing another story or update. As I explained on the Peter_Pan website, the logistics of moving the entire family and possessions to the American midwest has not been without complications, not the least of which being that our computer systems are s
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till midway between Sydney and Philadelphia and will not arrive here in Colorado until mid June. Working off a borrowed laptop has its limitations! Here at least is one sequel that has been requested by many of you.
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  Even as Mark flung wide the driver’s side door, keen you might say, to negotiate some quality time with the young auburn-haired temptress so indelicately sprawled across his two friends in the rear, Julian was heard to mutter, “Let’s take her upstairs guys.â€Â
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   You couldn’t fault his enthusiasm!
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   Needing to maintain at least some degree of perceived modesty as Mark opened the rear door, Kirsty eased herself off the men’s laps, tugging her panties back up as she did so. There was little she could do however to prevent both John and Charles openly groping her breasts as her rear-end exited the car with some hands-on assistance from Mark.Â
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  “C’mon, behave guys,†she giggled, observing as she spoke, that both men were sporting sub-zip erections of the spectacular kind. A hot flush coursed through her body as she realized the potential here for some seriously inappropriate sexual activity in terms of her own under-age bodily involvement. Plan B had never been without substantial risk she knew. Â
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   Attempting to slip his hands down the rear of her panties as she straightened-up, caused her to spin around once more.
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   “I said “behave†Mark,†she leveled at him, then looking around almost nervously, added. “Why have you all brought me here? I have to be home before or my dad will freak.†Trying to cover her breasts as she spoke, was an exercise in utter futility
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  “You will be sweetheart,†Julian replied, taking her gently by the arm. “Trust us, we will get you home by then. In the meantime Kirsty, lets just go upstairs for a while…you weren’t exactly ‘complaining’ on the way here were you?â€ÂÂ
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   She blushed deeply which just made her look that much more desirable if such be possible.
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   Allowing herself to be led by Julian and Charles, each having a hold of her hand, they crossed a small hallway past what appeared to be an ultra-modern kitchen and ascended the stairs to the upper floor. The view afforded the other three men in her wake, was sufficient to engender words of hushed, if not fully indecent appreciation between them.
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    Not three-quarters up the staircase and Mark could no longer control his burgeoning lust. Grabbing the girl by the hips he pulled Kirsty backwards which caused her to lose her balance, falling to her knees on the ninth riser. Thrusting his hand up between her legs whilst admiring her curvy little bottom in the interim, he began groping her vaginal area lewdly through her panties, his own erection approaching the extremes of desperation itself.
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    Lust is contagious.
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    Turning around, thereby seeing what their friend was doing to the girl, now alternately whimpering and crying-out in shocked disbelief, it was impossible to observe those small jiggling breasts and not be moved to needful involvement oneself.
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    Despite her protests, Kirsty found herself spread-eagled, somewhat uncomfortably it must be said, across the stairs while at least three pairs of hands began tugging her panties down past her knees. She let out a squeak of mortified distress as her none-too hirsute pussy was displayed to the baying hounds on site.
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   “Oh my God,†Patrick muttered. “She looks like a sophomore!â€Â No-one was arguing the point.
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    So pre-occupied was she, both visually and physically, with the digital treatment being afforded her breasts, nipples, inner thighs and increasingly moist labia, she failed to notice Mark freeing-up his penile insert. That is until he crawled into her direct line of vision and placed the head right at the promised land.
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   “Pleaase…†she gasped, “You’re not gonna rape me now are you?†Spreading her legs voluntarily it should be mentioned, did nothing to cement her credibility as a victim of aggravated sexual abuse.
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   “Fuck her Mark,†John was pleading, one hand idly squeezing her left breast as he muttered the words.
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    The girl’s status as a virgin was made apparent not thirty seconds later.
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  “That hurts,†she cried out, even as Mark’s erection barely intruded between those sexy labia. Had Plan B really been that practical? she wondered momentarily.She might have given the situation further contemplation had not Mark taken the bull by the horns as it were and thrust up hard into the young girl right at that second. No need for a second opinion – her scream of genuine discomfort and the presence of a not inconsequential trickle of blood, left no doubt that so far as any hymen was concerned – hers was now ancient history.
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    Probably to the ultimate benefit of both parties, Mark was thrusting up now so hard into the girl she was transported to realms of pleasured indulgence which she had never dreamed might exist. Certainly there had been pain – still was to a degree, but compared to the feelings engendered by what this man was doing to her, it was at the lower end of relevance.
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   “Jesus…†Mark enunciated and none too clearly at that. “She is just so tight, you guys won’t believe it.†All present, intended to check that one out thoroughly you may be sure.
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    With Charles and Julian holding her legs even wider now and Patrick consigned to the role of masturbator-in-chief, the visuals were line ball with Mark’s orgasmic progress. He felt the on-set of that final countdown even as Kirsty began whimpering, her slim hips thrusting up to meet the invader’s determined incursions.
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   “Damn you’re soo hot Kirsty,†Mark stammered. It was his last coherent outpouring as he began jerking inside her, spurting deep that which most young girls like to know they have been responsible for inciting. Barely cognizant of the hands on her breasts and hips, fingers pulling her nipples every which way – and even Patrick’s sticky contribution across her lower abdomen and upper thigh, she felt her own orgasm fanning outwards in concentric circles.
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     “So this is what it feels like?†she pondered, both hands instinctively cupping her seeping pussy - Mark having withdrawn his withering tool of trade. She felt herself floating, fully unaware as yet, of the near carpet-burns across her back consistent with her inelegant sprawl there on Julian’s staircase.
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    Much as John needed to plough a fresh field he had the foresight to recognize that in the long-term they might all – Kirsty especially - be better served doing so in comfort. Certainly, while the sight of a young girl being stripped and raped, half-way up a staircase, generated quite the extremes of passion, his own tastes ran more to the conventional – raping a girl on a nice soft bed!
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    It wasn’t ‘rape’ of course. Kirsty being arguably the most willing “victim†in the history of sexually-abused young ladies. Even as John and Charles led her fully naked to Julian’s master-bedroom, her legs still shaky from their previous exertions, she voiced no objection as the other three men smoothed their hands across her breasts, hips and bottom. She found their joint touch arousing in the extreme and willingly allowed any of them to kiss her passionately.
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    It took a while in fact to reach the bedroom!
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    Splayed-out now on the King size bed, Kirsty’s legs were parted sufficiently that any interested party was able to catch a glimpse of filmy white residue from Mark’s earlier coupling, seeping from her youthful vaginal opening. Assuredly it was doing wonders for John himself who having divested himself of his pants, knelt now on the coverlet between her legs, sporting an expression mid-way between hang-dog and Rasputin on a bad day.
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    That was swiftly to change.
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    The sensation derived as his straining erection negotiated the young girl’s post-virginal freeway was much to his liking. Her’s too if the truth be known, always assuming those gasps of pleasure and up-thrusting hips were anything to go by.
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    With her legs spread to the max and those cute light-brown nipples, erect sentinels on pro-active duty, Kirsty struck a pose that not only inspired John’s increasingly deeper penetration but which cried out for the other four’s self-therapeutic involvement. Patrick in fact was frigging himself senseless again, right alongside her upper chest while Charles had in mind a smidgeon of sub-abdominal redecoration it appeared. Mark, invigorated once more, was working the lathe just centimeters from her left cheek as Julian pumped his erection in close proximity to her right breast….heaving little mound, as it presented itself right about then.
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    Kirsty lay with her arms high above her head, disheveled hair fanning out either side of her and more often than not now, with her eyes closed, wriggling in lustful pleasure. That which John was doing to her addled her senses and all she could ponder was how to prolong the incredible high she was experiencing. Whimpering aloud “Fuck me harder…please†was a realistically positive step so far as that particular aspiration was concerned.
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    The outcome was never in doubt. John’s orgasm was swift and decisive. Even as he jerked about like a marionette, filling the void with hot sticky gel, Kirsty felt the first of a multi-part orgasm originating from somewhere between her legs. Whether the shock wave reached her breasts ahead of Julian’s spurts of hot semen is a mute point – the end result was a bi-lateral success.
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    Encouraged visually no doubt by his friend’s fully decadent treatment of so young a girl, Mark found himself jetting a stream of his own skin-softener clear across Kirsty’s face. The teenager gasped in justifiable surprise, being fully unfamiliar with so erotic a sensation. Charle’s orgasm meanwhile – fully triggered by the sight of glistening cum trickling down Kirsty’s cheeks and breasts, emptied his twin receptacles across her flatlands, leaving a trail of sticky white indecency all the way from her belly button to that hot little vaginal mound. Patrick had cum simultaneously, adding copious amounts of warm DNA to that already resident across her nipples.
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    For a while no one had much to say. Kirsty was idly toying with a glob of procreative gel as it slid down her left cheek. Knowing she had caused all these men to ejaculate just made her all the hotter. Her pussy felt deliciously squishy and she was aware of hot cum trickling out of her and down her inner thighs. Somewhat anaesthetized by the men’s sexual dealings, she could have put up no resistance whatever their immediate intentions.
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    Julian obviously had specific intentions!
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   “Get on your knees Kirsty would you?â€Â he asked hopefully.
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    She looked up at him quizzically.“My knees??â€Â
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    “Yes sweetie – your hands and knees.†He stammered none too confidently. “Really, you’ll like it. I’m not going to hurt you - I promise.â€Â
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    Not fully trusting him but too far gone sexually to argue, she did as he asked, kneeling then center quilt – the image of beauty if not lustful fantasy. For a moment they all stared at her. Pronounced hips and slim legs – the domain of only the fortunate few. Taut yet proud breasts defining her youthful sex, just partially hidden by naturally wavy hair that cascaded off her pretty shoulders. She was a vision of desire – even for five men just recently drained of their most basic sexual component.
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    And then there was that incomparably sculptured rear-end.
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    Julian laid a hand on her bottom. “God you are just soo sexy Kirsty,’ he whispered, as he began smoothing over those white-hot curves as the girl flinched perceptibly – expecting maybe to be spanked. Such a concept had already presented itself as a most viable opportunity to Julian but was contained, by virtue of his not wishing to demean the girl further. Besides he had alternate plans.
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   Easing up close behind her, he now placed both hands on her rear-end and commenced fondling her from hips to thigh, allowing his hands to inch their way ever inland. She in turn began wriggling her bottom in pleasure with the full knowledge of just how sexy an aspect she was presenting to all on site. Julian’s hand slipped up between her legs and he inserted a finger deep inside her pussy which was still divesting itself of the men’s semen string by sticky string. Kirsty gasped as he entered her but maintained her poise….and pose! John and Charles took the opportunity to fondle her breasts gently while Patrick raised her head slightly and began to kiss her.
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    Kirsty’s body was simply on fire with the attentions being paid her. She couldn’t help thrusting back on to Julian’s hand instinctively. Murmuring as the men began groping her breasts and pulling gently on her nipples. Her eyes opened wide and she gave a small gasp as Julian replaced his finger with something way more substantial.
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    Even as he slipped into that well-lubricated passage, Kirsty turned her head, glancing at her much older partner, an expression of utter satisfaction quite evident.
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    “Do you like that?’ Julian whispered, thrusting deeper. If she could have purred, she would have.
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    “Fuck her senseless,†Mark contributed from across the bed. He never had been noted for his cultural restraint.
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    As Julian engaged turbo, John manouevered himself between the girl’s arms and with but the slightest adjustment, began sucking her right nipple feverishly. Charles saw no reason not to follow suit. The flow-on effect for Kirsty was both immediate and dynamic. Never having been openly suckled, the combined sensation of the men drawing down on her teats while Julian penetrated her almost to her cervical buffer was sufficient to have her crying out in ecstasy – something you could hardly categorize as being detrimental to their group cause.
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   Improbable as you might imagine, but somehow Julian dredged up reserves of the good stuff that he left as a calling card deep within the girl’s abused pussy. Kirsty then cried out as another orgasm transported her to as yet un-traveled realms. Her inflamed nipples tingled as the outbound tsunami radiated north.
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    By the time Patrick and Charles had completed their tours of duty additionally, all six sank to the coverlet exhausted, Julian’s arm resting almost lovingly across the girl’s palpably smooth bottom. One can only speculate what any filmed recording might have brought on eBay!
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    Kirsty recovered her composure first – girls usually do! Glancing across at the bed-side alarm she saw to her horror that it was now 12.18. am.
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   “Look, I really have to go home,†she announced – some might say hopefully! “I am so sore guys,†she added ruefully, patting her ravaged slit delicately.
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     Luckily for her, the five of them were at heart – gentleman. Patrick offered to return to the car and retrieve her clothes and clutch-bag; her panties of course were still resident on the staircase somewhere. By the time he returned, Kirsty was hunched up between them all, hugging her knees and with little or nothing on show that might be described as indiscreet.
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   “Thanks,†she said, smiling prettily as he tossed her stuff, including those hot little floral panties, at her feet.
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    When no-one moved she looked-up enquiringly. “Um...I hafta get dressed guys?â€Â
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   “So, get dressed sweetheart,’ Mark leered across at her. The others watched her reaction.
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    She glanced across at him. “What? You mean like in front of you all?â€Â
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   “Well why not Kirsty…you just let us fuck you??†he replied grinning. One could not fault his logic.
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     Having no time to argue the point, getting home being her sole priority, she tossed them all a withering smile and rescuing her panties, slid them provocatively back to home base. Ten eyes observed that erotic journey – they were accompanied one imagines by ten very dry mouths.
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    Certainly playing to a captive audience, Kirsty then retrieved her bra, skimpy little item that it was, and kneeling there center-quilt, proceeded to wriggle into the thing taking twice as long as necessary to hook it up.
   “You really are a little slut,†Patrick grinned, making a grab for her arm. They had her breasts out and her panties half-way down that cute little crack when they heard someone’s cell-phone ringing.Â
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   “It’s Kirsty’s,†John said, pulling the flip-top from her clutch-bag. Trying to preserve a modicum of decency by holding her bra cups in place with one hand, she took the phone from her tormentor.
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   “Oh Dad…..yeah I’m so sorry, guess I lost track of the time.†Following what sounded like some in-depth questioning, she wriggled free of Julian’s fingers as he attempted to slide them beneath the leg of her panties. “Where am I? Oh just at a girlfriend’s place Dad but its OK I’m getting a lift home in a few minutes.†She shot a glance backwards at Charles as he started to unhook her bra once more. “Stop it!†she hissed under her breath.
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  “Who you talking to Kirsty?†her father asked audibly.
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  “Ohhh nothing dad, just one of the girls being silly…†she replied.
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    More brief conversation ensued and Kirsty covered up the phone…
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   “What’s the address here?†she asked. “Dad’s gonna pick me up. He doesn’t want me getting a lift at this time of night.†Julian told her.
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   “No that's just my girlfriend’s bro dad,†she answered slowly – the caller apparently asking the origin of so obvious a male voice.
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   Some further small-talk and Kirsty closed up the phone. Several vitally interested parties moved-in like an army battalion mid exercise.
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   “No way guys,†she giggled, “My dad will be here soon – sorry I have to finish getting dressed.â€Â
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    Wriggling into her skirt was easy, watching her do it - even easier. Peeling her stockings back up as she sat on the edge of the bed however, was not without its complexity – especially at the point she suddenly found two pairs of hands insinuating themselves up between her thighs, strategically in reach of the front of her panties. She tried tugging the offending items out of the danger zone but finding herself suddenly pulled backwards on to the coverlet with the hem of her skirt hiked up to so indecent a level her knickers were once more on show…she began crying out to be freed.
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   Trouble is…the sensation of having so many hands up her skirt and with their companions beginning to re-examine the contents of her bra, it made it that much harder to resist her captors’ advances. At the point John reintroduced his finger to her sublimely wet and sticky pussy and Mark had managed to free-up her breasts once again, the game was back at square one.
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   Unluckily for her they didn’t need to throw a six first.
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It was a normal Saturday morning, which unfortuntly meant I had nothing to do. Usually, if I felt bored enough I'd go and visit my girlfriend's house, although now-a-days things had gotten out of hand when it came to our relationship.
I am a 19-year-old with no job and no future prospects mainly due to the fact that while studying at school I dedicated the majority of my time to sex, booze and my band. I had black strait hair, about long enough to cover my ears from the back. To the front I had a fringe that partially covered my right eye and I almost always wore a baseball cap whether that be indoors or outdoors.
All of the girls fancied me because of my amazing body and because of my massive cock. It was 9 inch long and had plea
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sured many of a girls pussy. I was also in a band which helped my 'street-cred'. The only reason I was with Ebony, my girlfriend, was because of her massive breasts, about 34D, and the fact that I had had a bet with my mates and didn't quite know how to end it.
This particular day I felt horny and i wanted a fuck, unluckily for me it would have to be with Ebony seeing as she was rather popular and news would spread about my affairs rather quickly. Deciding she wasn't that bad, I got changed into my black skinny jeans, black converse and pulled on a 'muse' band tee-shirt. I picked up a green baseball cap and my car keys on my way towards the exit of my house and towards the drive where my car was expertly parked up the steep hill.
Before I knew it I had arrived outside Ebony's small house, not far from where I, myself, lived. She also lived with her mum, who I hadn't seen much of through out my 2 month relationship with Ebony. From how she had described her mother she sounded like a work-a-holic in a rubbish job waxing other people's nether lands.
I walked up the houses small drive and pushed my side fringe further over my right eye and carefully re-arranged my hat before knocking on the front door. I eventually knocked 2 times before it was answered.
A tall, busty woman who appeared to be around the age of 20-25 answered the door. As soon as I saw her face I felt my cock getting harder. Her hair was black, long and strait flowing down her back. Her face the most beautiful I had seen in my entire life, with her skin completely blemish free giving her the appearance of radiating with some kind of angel like beauty. Her breasts were even bigger than Ebony's and I couldn't wait to snuggle up in between them and make hard, passionate love to her. I didn't care if she was my girlfriends mum, I wanted her, she was hot!
'Is Ebony in at the moment?' I said, my eyes fixed on the beauty of her face. Part of her could tell I wanted her, I could tell this from the way she stared back at me. 'Not yet, she's doing the night shift at work again.' She replied while holding the door open and grabbing some washing with the other hand. I looked past her and into the house for a second, noticing all of the scattered washing everywhere. 'You want some help with that? I'm surprisingly good with the iron.' I asked trying to sound funny and also trying to buy my way into her good books. 'Thank you so much! I wondered when some one could come and save me from all this washing!' she said opening the door wider to allow me in, I brushed past her feeling her breasts against my chest for a quick second. 'I didn't expect you to be this hot.' I said laughing to myself while picking up some towels and folding them. Ebony's mum now looked over at me and smiled, bending down to load the washing machine but also giving me an amazing view of her cleaveridge. 'Well you aren't bad yourself I suppose' She said now standing up and walking towards me. 'Pass me that bra.' She said reaching out to the table behind me while pressing her body near mine, pretending she couldn't reach when she could.
I picked up the pink lacy bra and handed it over to her. 'I hope that belongs to you.' I said, beginning to unbutton her tight blouse. 'The one I'm wearing is alot more erotic.' She said almost kissing my lips, but teasing them first. I could now feel my cock getting hard and I knew I was really excited, this woman was a god! I moved in for the kiss and soon we were locked in a passionate embrace, her chest pressed against mine with her blouse open. My eyes now open looked around the room for some kind of work top to put her on ready for the action.
I pulled the rest of her blouse off and threw it on the floor amongst the rest of the washing dotted around the small, confined kitchen. I now began pushing her towards the small, round dining table behind us a slight distance away, before long i had gently pushed her on top of it. 'Get your top off then.' She said while lying on the table allowing her long, luscious, black hair to cover her left breast. I smiled broadly then lifted by t-shirt over my head and let it drop to the floor. She looked at my chest in wonder, revealing a big tattoo of a eagle on my left chest with the nipple also being pierced.
I climbed onto the precarious table and threw my hat onto the floor, now saddling her and around about where her pussy was. My cock was now getting harder and harder, she could probably feel it against her legs right now. I placed my tongue in her ear as i went round the back of her bra and slowly undone the some times tricky buttons until finally it clicked off revealing her amazing breasts! the nipple was erect, erect as my dick. I pulled the bra from her and let it fall to the ground before returning to licking her ear. Our nipples now rubbing against each other. A slight moan coming from Ebony's mum's lips now. I now felt the need to move down to her stomach, god she was so perfect, her stomach so soft I could lick it all day. Now, after satisfying her with that I decided it was time to move up to the breasts. As I licked the rim of her nipple she began undoing my belt and my jeans revealing, she wanted my cock.
I began sucking her erect nipple, her body shuddering and moaning at the same time, while, some how she managed to undo my belt buckle and pull my jeans off down to my ankles. I began undoing her jeans zip revealing laced thongs matching the sexy bra she was once wearing. My cock now discharging pre-cum into my black boxers, they were tight enough for Ebony's mum to realize that I had a rock hard cock right at this moment in time. 'let me suck it' She said, panting while sitting up with me. I stood down from the table and pulled threw away the pile of clothes from the area. Ebony's mum also stepped down from the table who had removed her panties revealing her shaven pussy, seeing this made me get even harder and I felt like I could cum already.
She knelt down and stared at the bulge in my boxers, her eyes widened at the thought of how big, hard and juicy it must be. Her long, black nails gently scratched down my thigh as she pulled down my tight boxers. 'oh that's a nice cock. I'm gunna suck it dry for you.' She said, her tone of voice had changed, I knew she was excited two, I wondered how wet her pussy was.
I braced myself for the pleasure to come, as her big, luscious red lips neared closer to my wet, juicy cock. It was now hard and nearing it's 9 inch erect state. I felt her tongue first, my body jilted slightly at how amazing the feeling was, I placed my hand onto the near by wall for any support I may need as the pleasure got more immense. Now her lips were around my cock caressing it while her tongue licking all of the pre-cum up. Now she had my cock to the back of her throat, oh god I could feel an orgasm coming up, I could feel the hot cum churning up from inside my balls. I began to force her head into my cock, my eyes now closed and my body moving in the rhythm to her face. My stomach now cramping up as I felt myself orgasm and the cum burst from my massive cock and into her mouth. She pulled back and let my hot cum dribble down her mouth and she swallowed some and let some drip away. I was now panting hard hardly able to stand up with my cock stood firm and high in a dominant erect position. 'Let me eat you out you whore' I said while grabbing her hand and directing her towards the living room where i next threw her onto the red, soft sofa and lay her in a 69 position. She was smaller than me sock my cock was in a stretch of her arms length, allowing her to wank me off as I eat her out.
I caressed the smooth skin around her pussy and also felt her clit searching around for the small knob I knew gave women pleasure. I began licking this knob hearing a gentle moan from Ebony's mum, but despite this pleasure she wanted me to go furthur and eat her pussy out. I licked the rim, her pussy tasting so amazing, and began shoving my tongue deep into her pussy, her body moving to the rhythm of my tongue as I got deeper and deeper inside her. The pleasure from her gentle hands on my hard, erect cock urging me on to lick her harder and harder until I felt her body get rigid and start to get ready for an orgasm. Her breath getting faster and deeper as I carried on until she finally orgasmed letting a little bit of warm cum into my mouth.
'Fuck me now! Now! uhhh baby, ohhh' Said Ebony's mum with a mixture of moaning and sternness to her voice. I turned my body around and now faced her face again, my cock resting between her legs but not yet penetrating her warm, wet pussy. The pussy that tasted so amazing. I began to kiss her lips again passionately and slowly while directing my hard, throbbing cock between her legs and into her pussy. As soon as it was in she let out a long moan. I started off slow at first but as her body became more and more rigid I sped up until both our body's came into a perfect synchronization with each other until I could feel both our body's ready for another orgasm. I carried on, her body shuddering and more and more immense moans came from her until a massive explosion of pleasure came for both of us. My cum spilling from inside her pussy as I had produced to much, it now began to spill onto the sofa and onto Ebony's mum's stomach but this was something she enjoyed being covered in.
We both lay on top of each other in a mixture of cum and pussy juice. 'we need to get cleaned up and sort the house out before Ebony gets back from work' I said while panting into Ebony's mum's ear. 'relax we still have 3 hours, in the mean time we can take a shower to clean ourselves up then clean up this naughty mess we've made.' Said Ebony's mum who was now ready to go upstairs and share a shower with me. 'Make sure our friend there is still nice and hard' She said while getting up and caressing my still hard cock. I smiled and grabbed her hand as we waltzed upstairs into the bathroom.
We began washing ourselves of our body fluids washing away an evidence that this had just happened, yet deep inside I knew this would happen again, we both knew. We had sex stood up both orgasming each before finally leaving an hour and a half to clean up the house to make sure Ebony would never find out what happened here. Between me, her boyfriend, and her mum.
'When will I see you again?' Asked Ebony's mum cleaning the rest up of my cum. See now had a dressing gown on with her hair tied up in a loose ponytail. 'Soon I hope. I'll call round sometime' I said while grabbing my car keys from out of my pocket and placing my baseball cap on top of my head to its rightful position.
I am away from home for a seven days at a time so when I get home both me and the wife are very horny. After getting the household shut down for the evening we locked ourselves in the bedroom and quickly stripped. My wife lay on the bed with nothing on and after a short while of just admiring her beauty I began to passionately kiss her as I missed her very much. I had read an article about how to play with a womens breast and decided to try out what I had read. I ventured down my wifes soft neckline and onto her beautiful full c cup breasts. I softly kissed all over her breasts with only minimal attention to her nipples as I did not want to over stimulate them. As I kissed one breast on lightly kneaded other with lite brushes over her nipples. I spent a fair amount of time on her breast
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and it paid off as her pussy was soaking wet and she was extremely turned on.
I then kissed my way down to her inner thighs where I stayed for a short time while I softly rubbed her pussy lips with my fingers. I then licked from bottom to the top of her pussy to take in all the sweet juices. At the top of each lick I made sure to give a lite suck on her clit. I did this over and over making sure not to insert my tongue or fingers to bring her to full excitement. I then began to only suck on her clit only to stop every now and again to blow cool air over her wet pussy. This drove her wild as she began to beg me to fuck her.
I said I would not yet but I would fuck her with a toy of her choice. She agreed and asked for the big one. This surprised me as she usually does not ask for that one as it is about two inches wide and eight inches long. So I went to our box of goodies and grabbed that monster of a dildo. I positioned myself at the opening of her pussy and began to rub the length of the dildo up and down her pussy lips to lubricate it. I positioned the huge head at her pussy opening and before i could do anything she pushed herself down the bed and pulled in the entire length of the toy. This surprised me as she has never taken all of it before. I held it there, all the way in and began to suck on her clit. She slowly moved her hips to move the toy around inside her while I licked and sucked her clit. I then pulled it out almost all the way and quickly shoved it all back in. I did this a few times before she begged me to fuck her with my cock.
I pulled the huge toy out and quickly replaced it with my cock. I love a wet pussy like hers and it felt awesome to finally get to enter her. I only got in a few strokes before I was ready to cum so I pulled out. Before I could even say a word she was on her hands and knees waiting for me to go at it again. I was not yet in control of my cock so I inserted two fingers to rub her G spot. She climaxed in a very short period of time and by then I was ready to hammer it home. I slid all the way into her and enjoyed the feeling for a short time before I started to roughly move in and out of her from behind. She met my every thrust in with a hard push back onto me. While grabbing her beautiful full ass I rammed my cock all the way in one more time and came deep inside her just as she was climaxing as well. Her pussy convulsed around my cock and seemed to pull out every drop before letting my pull out. We then collapsed onto the bed all sweaty and fully satisfied. Just to think that is only the first day back!
i was checking out the web when I found an ad on GL usually most of the ads are flakes or pro scammes searching for a quick buck... I responded to the ad which was a couple looking for an third (MFM) I thought what the heck... sounds like fun and I hadn't done it before... I was absolutly stoked when just days later I got a response telling me to meet them in front of the theaters at the Redrock... They told me they would be wearing red shirts and I said I'd be alone in a red shirt. I could not sleep the next two nights ...excited and apprehensive ... stimulated ...When i arrived there they were holding three tickets to some foriegn film no one knows of ...I thought I hope iam what they are looking for ... She was attractive fortyish... blonde with a mini skirt and low cut red blouse he
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ld closed with three small button... her figure was athletic and a few extra lbs and warm smile as she greeted me... her hand was moist and warm as were mine.... Her boobs peaked thru her shirt ..it was right then I Knew i wanted to see them up close.. Mr X was a regular guy.. .. laid back ready to see his wife suck and fuck another man while he encouraged and supported her..
As she did with him when they spent a weekend in Reno and the Babysitter. They were three 3somes more experienced than me but I just couldn't get her nipples out of my head... we spoke for few a minutes ...as we moved toward theater #7... she took me by the hand and her husband slid his hand acrossed back and eventually resting on her ass...
we entered the already dimming theater and she guided us to the top row ...these seat were the ones you could remove the armrests.... we sat in the middle i was on her right and Mr X was on her left ... She removed her coat and place over her from the shoulders down...
Just minutes after the movie started she took my hand and placed on her chest her husband was exploring an opening to her pussy... Her legs opened giving access to he pantyless ....her boobs filled my hand like basket ball fills Shaque's hand... I ran my hand across from one nipples to the other. I was pinching and pulling the tip of her nips... MzX slid forward in her seat to make finger fucking her easier.... Her shirt opened easily and I placed my mouth completly around her Silver dollar size areola... I could see MrX's fingers disappeared and reappear from her nearly hairless pussy. I could make out the edges of her pussy from the light off the screen and my mouth watered as I slid my hand into her pussy touching MrXs accicdently she offer her ass hole and he shoved one finger and a second after she ordered him finger fuck her ass at a the same rythm as my fingers were moving... I brought my hand to her mouth and she licked every finger... As things heated up she removed the coat pulled her skirt up above her ass... her husband knelt in front of her and licked from her asshole to her pussy... all the while my fingers were Jack-hammmering her pussy... Her hand pulled open my pants and slipped my rock hard cock
I couldn't believe my luck I was getting my cock sucked and watching this hot lady get head in a public place . She moaned louder than the russian actors on the screen... Her hips arched up off the seat and her husband buried his tongue into her asshole and fleckering up her pussy .... Part 2 coming
My family had left for the beach house for a family reunion. My sister DD had arrived during the night from college at our family home. Her plan for the weekend was to share my bed as we had been doing of over a year since the family away and then go the beach and family reunion the following day.
We fucked through the night and showered the next morning with DD leaving for the beach before I did. I finished my work and left for the beach a few hours later.
I arrived at the beach house in the early afternoon for the family reunion. I was amazed at how many of our ex
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tended family and friends had already arrived for the weekend get together; and many more were expected.
Everyone was already excited for the long time planned event and it seemed as if every one was having a great time. Some of the people hadn't seen each other for years. It was the same story as with all other family reunions. The beach house was packed with so many friends of the family. With time, they had changed so much I had trouble recognizing many of them.
My sister DD came to me smiling and she looked like the proverbial cat that had just swallowed the canary. She stood close and whispered...
"A secret admirer of yours is coming to the party today. I really think she is really coming to just see you again. When she asked me who was going to come all she wanted was interested in knowing was if you were going to be here. I think she is still hot for you!"
I turned my face towards DD and whispered..." Who pray tell is my secret admirer? I thought that you were my secret admirer."
"Jeeese Bobby. For gods sakes be careful what you are saying. Someone could hear you and begin wondering about us and what you meant by those words."
Then she smiled while speaking very quietly through her almost closed lips....
"This is a long lost secret love. Not like me. I'm not lost. You found me last night and the night before!"
She ended that bit of dialog with a smirk and with a wink. She was right about finding her last night.. we had just about fucked the night away.
I had a feeling that she was being truthful about some one coming ... maybe...but she also was just playing a little head game with me. I wasn't going to play so I ignored her words. Now, she could not jerk me around. I knew if I asked who it was, I would not get a straight answer anyway. I ended up after a few minutes of wondering who could still be hot for me. Ahhh...... it was just my sister just being overly dramatic to have a little bit of fun at my expense. But she had caught my interest and got me wondering.
Now DD couldn't stand me not being curious. I really was very curious, but I didn't let on to my level of wanting to know what she was talking about. I knew my sister well enough that if I just waited she couldn't be quiet, she would just have to blurt it out without my asking. DD was a person that could keep a secret...... for about a minute.
She finally had to give into her own anxiety and tell me that Janet, a girl friend of hers from years past, was coming to the cook out. I did not remember any Janet off hand and my sister had to refresh my memory for me. Only then, did I recall who Janet was and that she had a crush on me when she was young. I could vaguely remember how she tried so hard to get my attention then; but she appeared to be so young to me. There was several years' difference in our ages and it seemed to be such a great difference at the time. I did not respond to her flirting and besides she was my ‘little' sister's girl friend. With the identity of my supposed ‘secret admirer' revealed, coupled with my disappointment and vague recollection of who she was, I directed my attention to scrumptious and succulent display of all the food on the buffet table of the outside deck.
During the afternoon, DD and a number of women were going through their long lost girl friend conversations in a corner area of the large deck. I did not recognize any of the group. I did see one woman who I thought had some familiar features but it had been some time since I had seen Janet and this woman was not a ‘little' girl. I guess I was more or less staring at the group, maybe more out of curiosity than trying to place anybody from the past.
Now I was daydreaming, looking through the group, my mind not registering what I was looking towards or seeing. A movement caught my eye and I came back into focus on the group. One of the women in the group had waved very discreetly with her hand at her side .....just enough to catch my attention and bring me back from daydreaming to back on to the deck. My body movement let Janet know that I had noticed her wave and she made eye to eye contact with me. My smile confirmed that I acknowledge her friendly wave.
As soon as Janet recognized that she had made contact, she jockeyed her position in the group such that she could glance at me easily, always smiling when she could see me looking..... and I was .... many times ! Or maybe it was just one time ..... for a very long time. At the same time, she appeared to be coy, adept at hiding her apparent glances and smiles directed to me, from everyone and especially my sister. Janet was a most stunning fully developed woman who carried herself well. I think that might be a politically correct evaluation in describing her as a voluptuous sexy woman.
Now, however, the additional years on her age apparently made all the difference ...... DD said she was a stunning woman....my sister was right. She was always a cute looking girl but her body had undergone a dramatic physical change. Family genetics obviously had kicked in. Hmmmm, I did wonder if she resembled her mother.
Soon the more energetic persons organized into volleyball teams for the afternoon matches and left the deck for the sand plot down below. Janet obviously had conjured up excuses and had made sure that she wasn't available to play. She came over to me as soon as it was convenient with out making all of her intentions apparent to the group, including my sister.
"Hi Bobbieeee, Do you remember me from way back. Your family used to rent the cottage at the other end of the beach."
"Of course I remember you. You used to be with DD all the time down here at the beach and at home. DD looked at you as her best friend. I haven't seen you around the house with DD for some time. You've changed! I think I would have noticed you if you were at the house."
While it would have been hard to recognize Janet in another setting, I knew who she was almost immediately because of the circumstances and for some reason I remembered her voice after all these years. Its funny how you remember some ones voice for many years and then there are people who you don't recognize or remember when you see them at all.
Our conversation was all small talk. She did mention her crush on me and how we secretly held hands one night watching TV with everyone around but I never walked her home. Jokingly Janet commented ....
"You know you broke my heart back then because you never walked me home. I wanted so much for you to walk me home and kiss me at my door that night. I could not sleep for days after that night you held my hand."
I was caught off guard, not completely speechless but I floundered for a second to get refocused. I did not expect that this would be the topic of conversation with our meeting on the deck. I had focused on her magnificent breasts for a long enough time that my automatic responses were whispering in my head...
"For hell's sake Bobby, look somewhere else and don't make it so obvious and try to stop babbling."
I did not remember ever holding hands with her.... It must have been a small event for me and a big event for her at the time. To admit that, could be disastrous. This maybe was more than a casual and a accidental meeting... she may be on a hustle.... I was coming into focus now.
I had stopped looking at her scrumptious breasts and more at her face. And then there was that extraordinary and magnificent bubble butt, absolutely scrumptious beyond description. My words do not do it justice. Well maybe I did not stop looking ...more like stopped starring! Come on I'm a guy. Girls know that guys just have to look at their boobs and if not their boobs, their ass. It's a genetic trait from some primal time in our evolution .....we can't help ourselves. Yeh... yeh,... I know... I know nice guys don't look or think like that. Well let me tell you then; I don't know any nice guys. But, I sure do know a great many liars! And I can tell you with great accuracy just how many of the guys are liars... all of them.
But I'm not talking about big lies .... Just white lies. The ones guys use so someone will not get hurt ..the small ones guys use so some one will not get their ass burned ... like their own. Those little lies that are needed to save you from cuddling and sleeping alone with just your pillow.....the ones needed to not find your self having to sleep on the couch..... the ones that are needed to not find just enough supper cooked for one person and one plate on the table ..... and it is not where you normally sit. And then the coupe de grace of them all .... the white lie to save you from living with the steely cold silence of a woman who has developed into a deaf mute for a week. Then, ......just when you think... whew it's over.... I survived ...she is smiling and talking .... But you still don't get any nookie for another week!
So I grabbed hold of myself... no not literally ... and postured my self as one of those imaginary silvered tongued nice guys.
"I remember you and our secretly holding hands that night on the couch. I was excited that you let me. I was also very nervous. We were both young at the time and I must have been embarrassed by you being my sister's friend."
That seemed to satisfy her as an excuse, I thought. Then Janet came back with ....
"Come on now Bobby tell the truth. You probably never really noticed or thought about me again."
Uh Oooooooh... it's white lie time....again!
"I thought of you for some time afterwards. I can remember not sleeping that night and kicking myself for not walking you home. I don't really know why I didn't get to see you. I was away at school and I know that is a weak excuse but things sometimes just seem to not go easy. You are right though, I should not have let you get away so easily."
I needed to skirt this conversational topic by replying "It sure is hard not to notice you now!"
That got a big smile and a sparkle seemed to come to her eyes. Quickly every thing about her and her body english oozed sexuality. She definitely was a seductive femme-fatale and she knew it.... I certainly knew it and she was about to display all her sexuality!
She at first looked away to the side to see if anyone was in immediate listening range and then came back with a side glance and a seductive smile and a gleam in her eye.
"You know what Bobby? You owe me a kiss from that night and I expect to collect that kiss sometime today. Do you hear me? And make sure you don't leave here without talking to me... again"
There was no doubt with her voice inflection and body english she was anything less than serious! My surprise at what I heard from a girl out of the past who I really did not know then or now was simply "What did she say?"
I really was not uncomfortable with this conversation, it was that I just did not know what was happening so quickly. I needed to get refocused and fast.
Janet then deliberately guided me to a location on the deck that was back and close to beach house wall. I walked behind her following closely as I surveyed her from behind. She sure could convey sexuality with her sexy walk and her good looking legs and that delicious bubble butt. Now I was in focus.... Yup ... I sure was!
Now we were screened from being seen from the volley ball court below and my sister of course. Janet had no idea of how much I appreciated that effort. She was smart enough to see the awkward position she could be put in by flirting with and dating her old friend's brother. She didn't have any idea how awkward it really could be! I now was becoming aware of the restrictions that my sister's relationship could put on me.
Janet was dressed in a somewhat conservative light weight full loose blouse and shorts that accentuated her beautiful legs and that bubble ass. When she bent over, the low scooped blouse would relax and allow a beautiful vision of her large cone shaped tits. I felt that at times she was deliberately making efforts to allow me to ogle and drool over what I could see but I wasn't really sure.
Janet and I sauntered over to food table and filled our plates with little tidbits of mostly unidentified little tidbits of this and that types of food stuffs. We ate our lunch together using the deck railing as a table since all the deck chairs were occupied. I continued to stare at her beautiful tits when she leaned on the deck railing. She caught my staring on more than one occasion. She just looked down at her billowing open blouse seeing what I was looking at for a second or more. Janet however made no effort to hide what she was displaying. Her displaying was not accidental... I now knew it to be deliberate. Looking back at me she smiled seductively as I apologized!! She commented....
"There's nothing to apologize for."
And there was a smile that traveled with that comment.
She continued to lean on the railing letting me see all there was to see if I wanted too... I was ill at ease! But i could take my eyes away from looking down her blouse.With our backs to the people as we snacked, no could see what I could see.
Soon the volleyball contest ended and everybody broke into little groups. I hung with a group of long lost buddies and cousins while Janet reluctantly moved off to get together with all the women. She did not want to stop talking with me but the situation required that we break off our little talk for the moment. Smiling.... she left me with a "warning" and a pointing of her finger ...
Late evening arrived and the numbers of people thinned out. I had lost track of Janet during the afternoon and was thinking about how I was going to hopefully reestablish contact. I was sitting alone down on the edge of the sand dunes over looking the high surf and listening to it crashing onto the beach. I loved this time of the evening... the quietness and the serenity.
I was startled with a "Hi ... OK to join the group?" Janet came and sat beside me. There were only the two of us! I was taken back with my level of excitement in just seeing her.
After a few words about the day, she asked me if it would be possible for me to drive her to her family's cottage out on the Island. Her sister had dropped her off at the get together and it would save having to ask someone to drive over from the island.
"Besides.... I've been told that you have a new Corvette and you can give me a ride! I would have asked DD for a ride but she left with a group of girls to go over the bridge to Hampton beach looking for some guys."
I suspected almost immediately this whole ride request was just an excuse to get to talk to me.... but... Oh well.
The ride to the island was about 15 miles. As I turned on to the long road out to the bridge that crossed over to the island, Janet asked if she could drive the Corvette. I was reluctant but pulled over to edge of the road and we switched places. It was several miles before we crossed the small bridge over a back water cove and on to the island. The road came to a ‘T' on the island. Straight ahead was into the ocean ..... left was to Janet's family beach house and right was down the island to all the accesses to what are deserted beaches. I went there frequently to swim and fish. It was a good place to have private beach parties and just get away from all the crowds.
She turned right as I commented "Ahhh .. I think you just missed your turn!" knowing full well she knew where she was and where she was going! She just smiled and kept driving on the dirt road. She finally turned off and into a deserted pull off section. She smiled and asked if I had any appointments that I had to keep. She wanted to take a walk on the beach. We could have done that back at the beach house if that was all there was to this jaunt!
I went around and opened her door for her as she commented "Wow a gentleman!" My only comment was "Wrong!" She laughed with a "You're bad." I offered her my hand to help her out ......she did not let go after getting out .... She squeezed my hand ..... sending a message to me that said hold my hand! We walked along the waters edge on the ocean side skipping now and then to avoid the occasional higher seeking waves.
Suddenly she stopped and was looking down. I came around in front of her ..... looking down and straining in the darkness to see what she was looking at. I saw nothing and when I looked back up and at her face, I knew I had been snookered. She had her face up and looking at me, postured to kiss me.
The kiss was purposeful and deliberate .... deep and sensual..... our tongues touching.....dancing around never taking a break for a minute or more. I reached down and cupped her beautiful butt with my two hands and put a little pressure to come in close..... no need to press... she pushed herself in tight with a little "mmmmm" of good feeling. I had an overwhelming desire to just caress each of Janet's butt cheeks. I gently caressed each cheek before removing one of my hands for other demanding duties.
I stopped kissing her lips and traced a path of little kisses down her neck on the way to her hidden breasts as I guided her plunging blouse out of the way giving me a little bit more access to her scrumptious mounds. She tilted her head back giving me better access ... I could hear her excitement begin to rise in her breathing. I cupped her breast in one hand and kept her loose blouse aside as I kissed the top exposed section of her boob here, there and everywhere I could reach without tearing off the blouse and bra. My other hand was now down on her shorts caressing her hard ass that I could feel through her shorts. She rubbed against me slowly but with intent. I was delighted with how quickly she over heated almost to an explosive condition.
She whispered to me hungrily and with some passion "Bobby ... oh Bobby... oooh you are bad!"
I thought that I was going to get into her pants right there on the beach....... I was wrong! She moved her hands and gently cupped and squeezed my face. We were nose tip to nose tip and looking into each others eyes in the darkness with her whispering .
"We have to stop! Oooooooh, I could ravage your body right this minute!"
"Well" was my comment! Janet whispered "We should go!"
I didn't push the situation ... not after how long it had been since we had seen each other. She wanted to hold my hand as we walked but I wanted to hold on to her ass. I told her "We will compromise... you hold on to my hand while I hold on to your cheeks!"
She laughed for a few seconds and then said
"You are as bad as they said you were! I was warned this afternoon."
"What is with this you being warned about me? Who is talking about me behind my back?"
"I'm not telling tales out of school." was Janet's reply.
"Well" I said "They obviously are just talking not knowing me."
I could see her looking at me... she knew we were jockeying around with words by now..... but she took the bait knowingly with a snide emphasis on the question.
"Why is that Bobby.... dear?" and then waited for me to come back with a comment ...and I did!
"Well any girl I ever knew always told me how good I was!"
"Ooooooooh, oooooooh, I can't believe you said that! What a level of conceit! You are bad!"
We walked back through the dunes to the car just jostling with words attempting to get the best of each other in jests..... it was very refreshing.... She was sharp.....she had a great level of confidence in herself.
We drove back through the "T" in the road and in the right direction to arrive at her family's cottage. We made plans as I drove to have a drink and lunch together at Sportsman bar back in Newburyport the next day at noon.
I went to kiss her goodnight at her family's cottage but she just kissed her finger and then put it to my lips. I was somewhat taken back after my efforts on the beach. Janet opened her door while quickly turning and saying...
"I now know how bad you are.... You might try to be bad here in the drive way!"
With that comment I needed to say something.
"I apologize for my behavior... I'm sorry for tonight."
She closed the door to the car and looked through the open window. With a big smile...
"Don't apologize.... Bad is good! So until tomorrow. Ciao!!!"
I was so excited with the events of the day. I had to be careful though! If my sister ever sensed I was interested in Janet, never mind trying to seduce Janet there could be trouble. Wait... Was I seducing Janet or was I being seduced. Now that thought brought a smile to my face.
My sister would make it a point to tell me Janet was a good girl and to leave her alone. And, of course, she had her own selfish reasons for not encouraging a relationship. My sister wanted me in her bed without any competion
Just about everyone had gone home from the beach house. Just a few family members and old friends were left on the deck just talking about old times. I was told the upstairs bedroom was now empty. I excused myself and went up to the bedroom. Good grief there was a perfume fragrance lingering every where in the room including on the bed from some of the girls. I was horny enough thinking about tomorrow without this stimulus. It was a rough night... I didn't fall asleep until the early morning. What a day and what will happen tomorrow????
I was up early and went for a swim. The ocean water was quite cold.... but it was always cold, even at its warmest. The ocean in the north east never got warm. I was in high spirits and couldn't wait for lunch. For some reason, I dressed a little nicer than casual for our lunch date.... that was slightly out of character for me but.........
I arrived early at the bar.... I couldn't sit around the beach house any longer......I was too hyped up..... I took a seat at the far end of the bar and began to watch TV knowing I was quite early. The bar had a number of customers working on their second round of the morning. I guess the TV subject was of interest and I was lost in the action when I heard one of the bar patrons close to me exclaim to his buddies "Oooooh .... take a look at what just came through the door!"
I turned to look and saw Janet looking around trying to become adjusted to see in the semi-darkness of the bar. I raised my hand from the end of the bar .... She smiled in acknowledgment and started towards me.
Well, started towards me, isn't exactly accurate. She smiled all the way as she approach to where I was sitting... walking slowly and deliberately ... her walk definitely sensuous ... she was displaying for me that was true...I think. But she was displaying for all of the guys at the bar also...her body english saying look at me at she approached their location at the bar and then a look as she passed them of "Too bad I'm taken".
Several of the regulars that I knew casually, could recognize a cock tease when they saw one. They sensed where she had focused her looking as she seductively glided along the bar. Two of my ‘bar buddies' leaned forward over the bar to see who her target was for the day. Seeing me sitting at the end of the bar, one of the guys nudged his buddy and gave me a thumbs up sign as Janet passed him by. Janet did not see his thumbs up gesture.
On she came at about half a slow walking speed....her hips gently swinging .... still smiling ...... now a pouting look from her lips.... eyes fully focused on me only. Janet was now in full display mode, all her ‘feathers' were fluffed out. This strutting display was deliberate and for all of us to savor. This was pure exhibitionism at its best. I knew it, most of the regulars at the bar knew it and Janet definitely knew it. Everyone's focus was on Janet and she was enthralled with what they were thinking..... none of it printable in any family news paper.
What seemed to be a sensuous and casual sashaying walk was maybe closer to what would be considered stalking.... What ever it was, she was definitely a dangerous femme-fatale and I was her prey..... well for a little while today.... hopefully longer!
All the guys at the bar had now turned their heads to watch the conclusion of this stalking display as she came down along the bar. I loved it! Janet came and sat next to me. Within a minute of sitting next to me her entire demeanor changed. She went from an erotic femme-fatale of a woman to the nice looking girl next door. The strutting exhibitionist display had done its job. Janet had accomplished what she wanted from the group. Now she was back to why she had come to meet me. I hoped it was seduction.
She was stunningly dressed in a tailored suit that accentuated her gorgeous breasts, narrow waist, wider hips and magnificent bubble ass. She had a hairdo that placed most of her long auburn colored hair on one side and over her front shoulder. All I could think of is, if she dresses like this for work .... what does she do?
She was dressed to kill. After a couple of drinks, I convinced her we needed to go some where else for dinner. I had to play this event out here just a little while longer for the guys before leaving. Janet played her part for the guys also. She loved the effect of carrying it out too.
It became apparent that her very tight skirt was going to be a problem with comfortably driving in the tight confines of the Corvette. Janet said she came right from work without changing. She then decided that we needed to drive to her family cottage on the beach where she could change into more comfortable clothes. She also ‘decided that she would drive my Corvette' ...... she did ....very fast. I had to follow her and drive her car to the cottage and leave it there.
We both agreed we could postpone lunch long enough to drive to Kennebunkport Maine for a fresh seafood dinner ...... we had the rest of the day to ourselves.
As we proceeded up the Maine turnpike, large electronic signs on several of the overpasses would flash the Maine turnpike speed as we approached. It took several flashing signs before I realized that the radar sensors on the bridge were sensing our very excessive high speed and the signs were issuing a warning to us as we drove. A quick glance at the speedometer showed that we were traveling just over a 100 mph. I mentioned her speed and she slowed down. It did not take us the usual time to get to the Kennebunkport turnoff and go to the toll booth to pay for the use of the turnpike.
The employee took the ticket Janet had acquired upon entering the turnpike to determine the cost and time. He looked at Janet and asked "Lady where is the fire?" It was obvious that the time it took to get here was an indication of her excessive speed.
"You are lucky that you are exiting the freeway here. The state police are most likely waiting for you to come along at the next pull off. They would ticket you for driving this speed! Keep it down before you kill someone!"
As she drove away from the toll booth, she commented on his tone of voice ... she thought that he had over stepped his authority using that stern language. I just smiled and Janet got pissed at me too because I thought that the guy was funny.
Dinner was just delicious ... probably being very hungry was also a help. Janet made it a point to sit next to me in a booth instead of across from me saying it was more romantic. She ordered raw oysters in the half shell as an appetizer... yuk! I had to discreetly look away every time she put one to her mouth... double yuk! I never said a word about oysters on the half shell except "No thank you" when they were offered to me!
Now having Janet sitting so close to me was a stimulus that was overwhelming and I didn't need. She was so erotic and scumptious a woman of her self. I could feel the warmth of her leg next to mine and I had the impression that the occasional rubbing of her leg against mine was for my benefit. I really wasn't sure until I felt a shoeless foot tracing little circles around and short up and down strokes on my lower leg. I turned to speak but Janet had anticipated my speaking and leaned very close to my face with her lips pouting saying "Hi" in a quick and seductive voice. I then felt the location of a hand on my thigh moving slowly toward my crotch as she looked at my face to see just what my comments were on her advancement up my leg to my cock. Her hand stopped a matter of a finger width from my cock and she squeezed my leg to accentuate her intrusion so close to my cock. Then, she removed her hand to back on the table. I instinctively almost panicked until I could see that no one could see where her hand was and what she was doing. Janet thought she was funny because of my reaction.
Before she had relaxed after her cute transgression with her hand, I was now leaning over to her and she turned as if maybe I was going to kiss her. When I stopped my forward motion of my face towards her she coyly smiled and pouted and then whispered "What?" in a smirking and questioning kind of way. She thought that she was being funny and in control of this little emotional episode.
My hand was already moving swiftly under the table and out of her sight of view. I didn't touch or slide along her leg. I arrived at the location of her pussy hidden within the Y of her slacks and gently caressed her pants and the approximately location of the slit in her hidden flower. Janet jumped at my deceitful intrusion as I now questioned her emotional mayhem with a "What?"
Janet face blushed crimson. She knew not to say a word ... all I had done and said was a mimicking of her sexual transgression. Janet understood just what had happened. She just blushed and whispered "Touché." In reality, we were both now sending messages that we were excited with our new friendships and wanted it to go further along.
After the lobsters and one too many drinks we were warmed, jovial, huggy and cuddly as we walked with our arms around each other down along the docks. We stopped by the railing on the one dock and were looking at all the moored lobster boats. The boats, the smell of the sea, the seagulls, the heavy clouds threatening a rain storm... in all it presented a picturesque scene!
Janet started to get personal with a few questions while always trying to be evasive and discreet. I knew where this conversation was going to go. She mentioned that she heard that I was seeing some one. I told Janet it was just an off and on casual relationship and nothing that could be permanent. We would date for a while then go our separate ways and then come back together for laughs. I told her that my mother kept on me to find a good woman with more traditional values for life! My mother does not like my friend and neither do my aunts. They have suggested several times for me to find someone else!
"I told them I was looking!"
Janet's only comment was "Oooohhh!" She was quiet while she collected her thoughts. Finally the question from Janet while looking down at the water.....!
"Have you been having any luck in your search?"
I was quiet for a second before I replied
"Don't know.... You know that's its hard to find a good woman these days."
Her eyes turned seaward as she quietly murmured a soft but some what cheerless "Ohhh" again; at least I had that impression! I saw the body english ... I heard the tone of her "Oohhh"... I now felt that my words should not have been spoken...... she felt wounded! I needed to rectify my innocent callousness. I leaned close to Janet and softly spoke...
"I have been working on a new relationship for two days though! Can't tell what this good woman may be thinking!"
She looked at me and smiled not saying a word for some time. She knew what I had implied. The real question was I being trueful!
I asked Janet what was happening in her life. She was between casual relationships... over a year since she had been seriously dating anyone. Jan just looked at me and started to snicker ...
"You know that your sister told me you were bad and I should watch out for you."
I just said "Ahh you shouldn't believe everything my sister tells you! She says that about me to everybody."
"All her girl friends said they also heard that you were bad too!"
"Ohhh!" Now that was a hard comment to cancel with ease. I couldn't let this new series of word games stop here! I had to squelch this line of thinking and quickly.
"I think that is just all girl talk. They are just parroting what my sister has told them in jest. I do not know much about my sister's friends; I have never socialized with any of them. But in all fairness to their observations I do not think there is any argument that I'm bad. The only thing that is open to question is the degrees of badness!"
That got me an elbow in the ribs followed by her putting her arm around me and pulling me in close! Then with a smile, she comment ....
"I've been working on a new relationship for two days too!"
She was looking down at the board walk and I sensed she was mildly embarrassed with that comment. I bent forward to see her face but she never turned her head to look at me. Her eyes looked side wards and then away from me sensing I was trying to see her face. She would not let me see her face. She was slightly blushing; her face was a soft pink in tone.
"Ahhhh your slight blush is a complement to your auburn colored hair!"
Janet straightened up and turned to say something but I beat her to any comment ...
"You sure are now more than beautiful when you blush!"
Janet face now flushed a deep crimson. She turned and looked away from me and across the bay. The quick comment caught her off guard ... she thought that she was going to get me with a comment first ... I was sure of it! She just stood and collected her thoughts ... she was tongue tied ....never turning back and looking at me ... never saying a word.
We began our slow walk again close together.... I thought there was a strong chemistry beginning to develop between us even with the short time we were together. Janet squeezed my hand and was definitely going to change the subject.
"Your mother and aunts talked to me last night!"
Now that was a statement that caught my attention. I perked up my ears to that remark....I stood straight and tall ..... I was definitely in tune for what could be coming ... I was all ears...... here comes something that I should listen to!
"DD had told your mother that I once had a crush on you a long time ago! So when I said that I needed a ride home last night your mother and aunts told me that you were down in the sand dunes .... probably watching the ocean .... looking for fish! They all started to laugh .... They thought that was funny but not to let it discourage me from going down and asking you for a ride home. They also said you had a new Corvette ... and maybe you would let me drive it! Your mother pointed out from the deck where you would most likely be watching for fish out in the ocean! All your aunts were laughing almost hysterically, telling me that I would have to do something special to get your mind off the fish! And I think it was one of your aunts who said to tell you that I could dig worms and I have a boat.... That would catch your attention. Everybody started to laugh again... and real loud! I could here all the whispers and giggling as I left the deck to look for you in the dunes."
I shook my head... it was nothing new for them to do... the match makers were at work again. Janet commented that...
"Maybe I shouldn't have told you that. What's the joke about worms and fishing and tell you I have a boat?"
"No, no it's not anything you said. It's just my mother and my aunts are always trying to be match makers for me. They say I spend too much time fishing and not enough time looking for a woman to marry. I sense that they do not think I can find a woman on our own! Well a good woman... they say that I seem to only look for qualities that my family does not agree with. They just talk to hear themselves talk. I certainly look for qualities in a woman that they would agree with. I'll let go of this conversation on that comment."
I started to walk and then said....
"I want to say something! I'm having a good day and you are the one that is making that happen. I've come to find you to be very exciting. Right now I'm beginning to feel warm, I have a queasy sensation in my stomach and I'm having uneasy feelings as I take deep breaths... and you haven't really done anything outwardly except to hold me close as we walk.... you are electrifying to me for some reason. Good grief .... look at my arms... look ....goose bumps... see! "
In reality, I think that I was feeling the few drinks I had with my meal. I felt warm from the drinks. The goose bumps were from something else but it sure did set the stage for my comments. It seemed to be a good line for the moment.
I felt her fingers tighten on my side and heard another faint "Oohh" from her lips! I was pleased with my comments. I thought that I had come up with a good line and on the spur of the moment at that. We returned to our slow procession down the dock. Then there was a series of quiet laughs as she looked down at the boardwalk.
Finally April spoke.....
"What a line... I don't think I ever heard that line before in my entire life! Yup, I'll have to tell all the girls that you are more than bad ... you are dangerous! But I have to tell you that you've got me all warm and tingley in the wrong places!"
Janet looked quickly at me.... Smiled and then turned her eyes seaward. Janet now was back to blushing.
I didn't know if she was kidding or not. I decided to press the point ...more in fun than anything else... I think... well maybe! Naw..... I was serious!
"Would you mind telling me where those wrong places would be?"
That got me another elbow in the ribs without any comment. The slow walk was started once again. I wasn't giving up .... Janet was now rattled and I knew it.
"Janet!" She answered with a very quick... "What?" along with a little bit of annoyance to me calling her by name. She knew I was coming on to her now and I was serious but joking at the same time. I could tell I could get in one more sensual comment and then drop it. I was border line over bearing! I pulled her close without any resistance. I went close to ear and whispered with a smile....
"Do you think that I could kiss you on your neck and lips and well ..... maybe nibble here and there and especially on you ear?"
That got me a "Stop it ... Ooohh gawd stop it! Damn it Bobbiee you know what you are doing to me. Whew .. please, please stop!"
I agreed to stop and apologized for my actions. Janet chuckled saying she liked my jostling around and there was no need to apologize. She did say that she was going to add her name to the list of my sister's girl friends who thought that I was bad. I told her that I took that as a complement!
We stopped on the dock to watch two young boys feeding French fries to seagulls in the bay! Janet softly spoke saying.....
"Do you know that I have actually thought of you often".
I said "It's only been yesterday since I drove you home last night."
"Not since last night ... you dummy!!!!... since you held my hand years ago while we were watching TV on the couch in the dark. I was hoping you would walk me home that night and kiss me good night at the door!"
I laughed uncomfortably and only could think of just saying "Opps."
Janet turned from looking at the boys down below saying
"I'm not going to let you get away again and miss out on a kiss."
She turned to face me and slowly slid her arms around my neck... she was now oozing sensuality and sexuality as she kissed me deeply! What a rush of sensations ... like a kid getting his first kiss! I was enjoying what a couple of drinks could do to getting her warmed up and cuddly. I knew then that I should have bought her a couple of more drinks! Maybe a few! The boys called out to us in a jovial manner to "Cut that out!"
What happened to the "Stop ... Stop!" commands that I had to adhere to several minutes back? Looks like it didn't apply to Janet when she wanted to play!
Janet stopped her sensual kiss but took her finger and began to trace little invisible lines down my face around, cheeks and nose. Unbuttoning a few buttons on my shirt, she at first traced little lines on my chest and then slid her hand down inside my shirt, caressed my nipple and then a little bit of my chest.
There were dark and ominous clouds above us ... churning about as the wind slowly began to blow. A couple of rain drops fell on and around us on the boardwalk. I heard the soft splats of a couple of drops hit the wooden planks. I looked skyward at the menacing cloud formations. Janet was lost in her thoughts. She was however, oozing sexuality like I had not felt for many years and all in the open air on the dock. Now another few drops of rain fell on to the boardwalk, leaving dark grey spots on the faded light grey planks. She was breathing a little more quickly... she was getting aroused in the coolness of the seaside air. I was now being quickly aroused by her body contact.
This was not a casual chance seduction. She traced little lines over my hand and then up and along my arm while she just looked at me with her head slightly cocked to one side....smiling as if she knew something ... now she began to pucker up her lips ... now pouting ... now showing me she was blowing me a kiss. Janet came close to my ear and began nibbling on my ear lobe and then moving to trace the outer edge of my ear with her tongue.
How did she know that I would just about melt and let myself be seduced with this going-on? I was giddy for a second ... it was a completely unsettling sensation.... I could not let her continue right here on the dock. I tilted my head in an attempt to withdraw my ear .... Trying to stop her from licking my ear saying .....
"You have to stop; I can't take much more of that!"
It was the wrong thing to say. She giggled delightfully! Janet now knew I had a vulnerable susceptible erotic spot. She returned with a focus and a vengeance on my ear! She had turned the tables on me....she was now the aggressor!
At first I was annoyed for a second or so before I bowed my head and succumbed to her attack. She knew her seduction was just about complete ... I knew it and she knew I knew it! I tried to stay composed but it was all a front. With a quiet remark to her of ....
"Please stop ... Nibbling on my ear is one of those things that is very unnerving to me!" ... She stopped!
"What if I don't stop... what will you do ???? Hmmm be bad?"
Janet chuckled and agreed to slow down... The kids were back to watching the show anyway. She looked down at them and came back close to my ear.... I thought she was going to restart her seduction ... but not quite ... well not right here .... just a different approach! Several more large rain drops splattered down on the wooden dock ... the droplets were quite large and made an ominous splat when they hit the landing. The dark grey spots were now quite large on the light grey dock
Janet came close to my ear as I closed my eyes waiting for her meddlesome tongue. She instead whispered ........
"We are going to get wet if we stay standing here. Do you know any place we can go where we can keep dry and be comfortable and be alone for a few hours?"
That was it... I was hopelessly trapped ..... totally seduced. There were many places that I had stayed at here on the beach. One was in a secluded motel right on the beach. We were there before the rain began to come down in torrents!
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The room had two very large mirrors in the room. I fully opened the drapes to the balcony giving a beautiful view to the crashing surf on the beach in the downpour. Janet sighed.
"What a beautiful picturesque setting!" She was more than pleased with my selection of a ‘dry place out of the rain.' I was also pleased ... it complemented what we were both thinking and anticipating!
"How did you know about this secluded motel? You seem to have been here before?"
I said "I do business with a company just down the road a ways and I stay here."
"Ooooohh"was her only comment! I knew what she had been thinking. That was not the monkey business she had incorrectly conjured up in her mind.
"I love staying here. It's different and quiet. They do not accept credit cards and there are no phones in the rooms ...only phone is at the front desk... and you have to make your own breakfast!"
She turned and looked at me. "You got to be kidding me............ Are we planning on having breakfast here Bobby?"
I just smiled as she seductively approached me. She began unbuttoning my shirt. I stood and watched. She smiled while cocking her head saying .
"Am I going to get both of us undressed or were you planning to bed me with my clothes on?"
Damn that little declaration caused me to shudder! The multitude of images that flooded my mind with that one little statement stirred my body senses and my face flushed and the back of my neck tingled slightly ...... What a rush from just a few words!
My shirt was removed and she stopped .... waiting for me to catch up on undressing her. Her blouse and shorts came off quickly. Her nostrils were flaring, her lips were slightly parted as she inhaled strongly, attempting to breathe, she was radiating excitement and her level of exhilaration was now transmittable ...I began to feel excited ... like a kid on a first date... the level of stimulation was almost overwhelming my senses. I knew what I felt was some thing very special... something different in intensity..... she brought out some thing that was hidden in me ... it was reminiscent of earlier times when every thing was a first time. Her whispered statements to me said that she was feeling something special for me that was different for her also! With those soft comments, my chest was alive with the expectation of what may be coming.... my breathing was quick... she was smiling... she knew she had me for her own.... there was nothing I could do but submit to what ever she wished. This was not a casual encounter for Janet .... this had been planned since she had talked to me on the deck yesterday.... maybe not right here ....maybe not at this moment .... but it was to be once she had decided where and when she was to lead me down her seductive path.... there was no doubt in my mind that this was the case!!!
"You are breathing fast Bobbieeee and you are beginning to sweat?" She knew what she had done to me. She was back to being coy.
My reply was "It's think it's hot in here."
With her continued seductive grin Janet whispered "Bobby .... The only things hot in this room are you ......and me!"
Good grief ...every time she whispers a few words in my ear she sends ripples of sensations through my body.... What a woman ....what a seductress!
We both turned to look at our reflection face to face in the large mirror. Ohhh my god what an image to remember... what an image to savor..... she had the most magnificent well rounded bubble shaped ass I had ever seen. I could not take my eyes off of it. It was extraordinarily beautiful by any standards. I could feel myself getting giddy when just admiring what I was going to be able to snuggle up too in a few minutes. She noticed me starring at her image in the mirror. She knew what I was smiling about .... She knew what she had to flaunt. She continued with her seductive grin.
Taking a deep breath I whispered
"I sure made a big mistake not walking you home and getting a good night kiss way back when! I can see that now"
"Then it's your time to make amends Bobby!"
I always enjoyed the preliminary kisses to any contact whether it was the beginning of a sexual liaison or just a mutual kiss of affection when no one is around to see the embrace. Now our kiss was first one of tender touching of our lips..... gentle pecks at first with lips closed and then with the tips of our tongues just touching ....just the tips making little circles while just barely touching ....now beginning their dance of circling about .... flicking at each other... each of us feeling the beginnings of some emotional tingling surge, beginning at the touch of the tip of the tongue....For me, the tingles went down my back ending with a rippling of prickly tingles in the cheeks of my ass. I wanted more ....no we both wanted to feel more of each other...our tongues now deeper ....dancing ...encircling ... erotic sensations were being aroused in our bodies sensing there was much more to be experienced.
I encircled Janet's body with my arms and pulled her in close to me telegraphing how quickly I was being aroused my her presence of being so close to me ....in my arms...in my mind ... in our anticipated erotic love making liaison that we both knew was about to be so passionately shared within the coming moments. Janet responded by taking her hand and grasping the cheek of my ass and pressing her hips and pussy firmly against my now quickly awaking and stiffening cock. She wriggled her hips gently while initially purring like a cat .... now increasing the intensity of her soft vocalizations to the level of a growling cat in heat. This was going to be more than a love making session... it had the makings of maybe torrid uncontrolled fucking encounter between two lovers needing and wanting to share each other..... over and over again.
After a few passionate kisses, Janet followed with biting me more than gently on my neck and shoulders, she was hot and ready for further explorations. Yes, Janet was done with the preliminaries for our first fuck session. She wanted to feel my cock buried in her pussy.
As I stood looking at her in her micro bikini panties and a bra that was straining to contain her scrumptious tits, I reached around her back with one hand and with two fingers pinched and uncoupled the three snap bra with ease. Her eyes open a little bit wider as her bra slid forward slightly with the relaxed tension on the straps. She smiled broadly recognizing how deftly I had accomplished that unhinging with one hand.
"You appear to have been getting a great deal of practice in one handed bra removal lately."
"That was my first time I ever did that .... really!" was my returned declaration!
I wasn't very convincing!
Coming close to my face and staring into my eyes, she captured my attempts to look elsewhere as she nimbly slipped out of her clinging bra and her bikini panties with a minimum of motion. What a rush.... what a flash of surging emotions flowed through my body as she backed away to show me her body and then came back and began to remove my slacks and shorts. My cock jumped out stiff and ready to be called upon.
"Ohhh my .... You seem to have been thinking of something and not letting me know what it was ...hmmmm .... keeping little secret thoughts to your self. That's not good."
She gently held my cock for a second and then slid her arms up and around my neck and pulled me in close to her body ..... restricting my view of what she had to offer. My cock was between us, squeezed ever so soothingly against her stomach. I felt Janet's hand slide between us and squeeze my cock...... then let it go.
"Seems to me that he is lost and doesn't know where he wants to be. Looks like you are a man who can't do anything for himself... you need a good woman to train you."
I agreed .... I agreed... Ooooohhhh definitely yes! Yes ...yes... yes. I need to be trained!
Her tits were absolutely gorgeous... large at the base and then becoming more slender towards the tips... not melon shaped ... self supporting with not the slightest tendency to point downwards ... more of a tendency for her very pointed pink nipples that were at the very ends of her tits to turn slight upward and gaze at the stars in the night sky. The centers of her nipples were like two rubber nubs surrounded by a small painted circle of pink... yes absolutely gorgeous .... and deliciously suckable!!!
I stood mesmerized for an instant trying to take in all there was to see. I heard.....
"Well .... do you like what you see?"
I took a deep breath followed by a deep sigh. I took one finger ... put it to her lips and then slowly traced a path from her mouth down to her left tit and onward towards the nipple. Just as I touched the nipple her lips parted slightly .... then her mouth open wider .... she inhaled with a gasp. I was momentarily slightly startled ...... her eyes were wide open looking at me. Janet hummed out ...
"My breasts and especially my nipples are very sensitive. One of the two places that I loose control of my emotions once they are touched."
Really ! What an interesting comment! All I said was "Two????" as I did not wait for a reply to my inquiry.
My thumb and finger of both hands were at first circling around the two rubber eraser shaped tips of her nipples and then gently rolling the nipples between my thumb and finger. With another gasp of emotion ....then catching her breath she pulled me to her .... driving her tongue deep in my mouth....darting around searching for my tongue to begin the dance.
I was towed to bed and dragged willingly down and onto the bed with Janet on top of me. I was giggling with the power and forcefulness of her ‘attack". She started pumping her hips against me ... rubbing her pussy against my cock and balls ...... dry fucking me with powerful thrusts and rolling hips. Her kisses were everywhere all over my face and neck as she definitely loosing control of her emotions...She purred like a cat making the reverberations deep in her throat. She bit me hard on my shoulder and then my neck. Both bites caused me to cringe in pain. She was hot hot hot!
I held her tightly and rolled her onto her back as we both tried to grasp my cock and position it between the lips of her pussy and into her very wet love box. With two powerful thrusts from Janet, she pushed my cock into her pussy full depth. Her arms were wrapped about me as her legs went up and locked over my back. A quick look into her eyes and the expression on her face said it all..... this was not to be a coupling to share some love ... hers was going to be a down right rape if she had her way.
She thrust her hips up and against me again and again as she called to me ...
"Fuck me Bobby ...fuck me hard."
I wasn't expecting this ... I had visions of a sensual and a loving coupling on our first encounter. She however had captured the moment and I began to pound her pussy ...our bodies slapping loudly to every full penetration. The head board and bed thumped against the wall and floor. Janet became more vocal calling me to.....
"Fuck me like that... yes .. yes" as she went on with a-huh...a-huh ... a-huh ...a-huh ... a-huh - huh -huh -huh for a minute or so.
Janet uncoupled her legs over my back. I sure did need to slow down and recover and catch my breath. We both began a slow but joint thrusting along with movements that were a rolling coupling...... pulling my cock almost all the way out and then sliding it back in full depth until she felt my balls tap her pussy lips. We went slowly for a minute then she came close to my ear whispering ..............
"It's been too long for me .... I can't last much longer I want to cum with you ... do you hear me?"
"I'm close" I told her "I'm holding back for you."
"Ooooohh Bobby, don'thold back and don't you pull out ... I'm so close to cumming .... I'm on my way."
I felt the involuntary and automatic convulsive muscle contractions rippling along her stomach muscles... her head went back and she arched her back pushing strongly against me to insure I was fully buried. I now felt the involuntary surges .... I couldn't stop pumping ... I tried to whisper I'm coming but it was interrupted by a deep felt moan as I squirted my first load of cum ..... then several others with decreasing intensity filling her pussy. There was a tingling surge of sensation from the back of my neck on to the top of my head. My face cheeks, the cheeks of my ass and on the back of my legs down to my knees also reacted with sensations to the spurting of my cum deep in her pussy. What a fuck!!!! What a fuck!!!!
Oh hell..... her powerful fucking had caused my climax to be so strong that one of my toes on my right foot cramped.
Janet reacted to the first forcible spurt of semen by a spontaneous contracting of her pussy and cumming with me. Her calling out to me that she was cumming was quite loud with a follow up whispering of.....
"Ooohhh Bobby.... ooohhh Bobbeeeeee."
I continued to pump slowly with Janet matching my cadence... the bed had settled down to just the mattress making squeaking noises. Janet pulled me in close to her. Janet softly whispered that she loved a bed that squeaks. There was a difference in our mutual motions ... first the long slow deep plunges ..... now followed by a rolling and side to side movement of her hips. Her movements suggested to me she was enjoying our exciting union and sensing the beginning of another surge of feelings. Her fingers tightening into my sides and a murmur of "Ooohhh honey!" followed by murmured little mouse like squeaks as her hips were lifted off the squeaking bed as she began to gently climax a second time. The soft slick wet sounds as we continued to move together signaled that we had enjoyed our mutual friendship session. Now I sensed that she was done... I certainly was done!
Janet shifted her head on the pillow listening to the quiet sounds that my cock made as I withdrew it from her pussy and slid in back with a full stroke just for effect. The slight sucking sound caused Janet to smile, as her eyes searched about and around my face followed by a comment with a more than hushed giggle...
"I think you sprung a leak and got us all wet."
I at first smiled and then came back with a more serious look with my face close to hers....
"I think I have found a beautiful woman who has brought out deep feelings in me and caused me to spring a leak."
Janet at first laughed somewhat heartedly and then reflected on some of the more important words that I had spoken. Her smile slowly dissolved and she understood what I had said. Her arms enveloped me and she drew me down close and firmly on to her body and held me tightly for a minute. Now we were close.... Now we were together ... Now she began to understand who we were and what it meant to be here ....
"Listen to the rain... I love to hear the rain... Just rest and stay on top of me and let me hold you for a minute Bobby."
I kissed her nose... then her eyes... and a soft touch to her lips. I did all I knew to hopefully convince her that this was not a one night stand. We both enjoyed just looking at each other and smiling.
The rain pounded on the sliding patio door and the shelter of the room seemed to create a feeling that we were safe and all alone ..... just snuggle and wait..... I sighed to all the feelings and sounds. Janet sighed... she said I was contagious.
We rolled on to our sides face to face. I felt that I was too heavy lying on top of her. I soon softened and my cock slid out of her love box followed by seepage that I felt flow down my thigh. Soon the bed seemed to be very wet beneath my hip. We both rolled away from each other and on to our backs, each of us seeking a dry spot. I needed to sigh a few more deep sighs.
Janet asked "Are you happy?" With a "Yes" for an answer, she just quietly murmured an embarrassed laugh. She was more than content knowing what she had accomplished. Now Janet rolled back on to her side and came close to my face.
"Can you hear me Bobby? I want to talk to you."
All I could think of is....This is going to be a serious talk. I could hear it in her voice inflection.
"I want to get to know you better. I hope you will give a chance. I want to make up for lost time since you held my hand. I can't explain all I have felt all these years .... Most of it probably is infatuation but I need to know!"
Janet now lifted her self on one arm and looked down into my face...smiling......
"Did you hear what I said?"
"I heard what you said and it sounds like a good idea to get to know each other better."
"Sounds like a good idea ...sounds like a good idea....Is that all you can say?"
Janet flopped back down on her back beside me. Ooooooh hells bells ....she feels hurt. Time for me to save the day or I'll be out in the cold rain. I now lifted myself to look straight down into Janet's face. Good grief.... Her eyes are tear filled. I kissed her gently on the tip of her nose.
"You know there is some electricity flowing between us even though it's been only two days. You know you would have never said anything if you did not sense that I feel something special for you."
"It's been more than two days for me Bobby...it's been years!"
Sounds like strike two on me. One more and I'm going to be out with this woman.
"I do want to get to know you better Janet ....I should have said it with more words."
Her smile cause a tear to flow from her eye and I kissed it away before in ran all the way down her cheek. She hugged me in close to her and all was well again. Now... all I needed to do was keep my mouth shut and hug her back for a while.
We rested for a while before Janet said with out any lead incomment...
"Yup you are really bad!"
I only smiled and said
"Well I think you are good... no better thangood ... maybe the best."
She crawled up and was wiggling around trying to get untangled from the bed sheet when I sucked in her nipple and some of her tit that came close to my mouth as I slid two fingers into her sopping wet pussy. I smiled to my self. Her love box felt like it was in a relaxed and slightly still open. Maybe it had not fully constricted and closed to my recent intrusion. She closed her eyes inhaling once again with one of her deep breaths of satisfaction.
"Oooh gawd Bobby ... Oohh gawd!"
She rolled onto her back and opened her legs wide to the intrusion of my fingers and thumb that was caressing her clit. I could not believe that she was already on her way to being hot ....her hips already pulsing and wiggling about to my finger fucking. I was now sucking hard on her nipple running my tongue around and around the little hard protruding eraser section of the nipple. I quickly left her nipple to her saying "Don't stop!"
I arrived promptly at her wide opened pussy ...my tongue licking all combined love juice that had been seeping from her love box. A few licks of her stiff clit caused her to call out
"Ooooohhh Bobby..... don't stop... please don't stop .... You are going to make me cum again very soon."
I spread the lips of her pussy and buried my face with my nose rubbing occasionally against her clit. My tongue however got the most of the wet action. Our previous joint climax resulted in her crotch being flushed with our juices and my face was covered with cum from my vigorous licking to get Janet to climax. I caught her looking down at me ... captivated with my endeavor to tongue fuck her while I was swimming in our combined cum.
Within a couple of minutes she was thrusting her pussy against my face .... First grasping on to the bed sheet .... then my hair .... softly whispering in halting sighs of passion.
"I'm cumming .... I'm cumming ...... Oooohh Bobby .... Oooohhh Bobbieeee"....followed by a very deep moan of ecstasy. She finally pushed me away saying... "Enough, enough!"
We snuggled as she came down from her post climatic high. Janet was giggling as she asked...
"Does this mean we are staying to make our own breakfast tomorrow?"
She giggled and then pulled the sheet up and over us. After a few minutes of peaceful quiet Jan whispered .....
"Are you still awake?" All I could muster was a sigh and a "Yup!"
"Bobby.... I have never climaxed three times in a short time before!"
Now that could be a very touchy subject since it was the first time we were together in a bed. I opened my eyes and looked into her face in the late afternoon daylight as she realized what she had so innocently blurted out.
With an "Ohhh gawd" her face flushed crimson as she realized the implication of her utterance! She pulled her pillow over her face! A muffled muttering came through the pillow...
"I'm a jerk! I'm sorry."
In reality, it never fazed me. We both were not little kids any more. My only comment was...
"Three times you say! Hmmmm ....And we still have an entire night ahead of us!"
Janet kept her blushing face buried in her pillow while she felt for where I was at her side and poked me in the ribs. Then she took hold of my hand and didn't let go. I understood and squeezed her hand in acknowledgement.
We were going to doze off into a peaceful sleep for a few hours.... snuggled together in a warm embrace and a request from Janet to hold her tight! What a devious woman! I already knew we were going to get together again. This was one woman who surely could make my day something to remember. I laid there completely immersed in a deep sense of contentment knowing Janet was at my side .......and the dark of the night was slowly creeping in on us...........
On this particular day a fairly regular customer was trying on shoes that I brought out for her. She is probably about 65, rather tall and well built, she always came in with her old infirm mother. She had previously told me that they live together on their own. I asked how her mother was and she told me she was now in a care home as she could no longer look after her demands on a daily basis.
She told me it was getting too much for her helping her in and out of her wheelchair and bath etc. She said she was aching all over and couldn't cope any more. I said that what she needed was a massage. "And who is going to do that for me?" She sa
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id with a smile. "You"? "I will if you like I'm actually quite good at it". I said in a half joke. "Ok then when can you come"? My heart started racing and still not quite meaning it I said I would be over about 6:30pm this evening after work. "Fine and I'll take these shoes" she said and wrote down her address. She paid and left saying "See you later".
Well I really didn't know what to do, was she joking or should I take her at her word? What If I turned up and she told me it was all a silly game. How embarrassed I would be. I decided what the hell and at lunchtime I went out and bought some massage oil that smelled real good. Nervously I parked outside her house at 6:45pm and rang the bell. She opened it in her dressing gown and said "I thought you weren't coming." "I got delayed at the store" I said "but here I am."
She invited me to come up to her bedroom where there was a towel folded on the bed. I showed her the massage oil. "What a wonderful smell" she said, "how thoughtful of you, just lay the towel out and I will have a shower". With that she walked into the adjoining bathroom and shut the door. After five or so minutes she came back out and said "how do you want me?" I told her to lay on her front and I will start on your shoulders. She took off her dressing gown, underneath she had on a black bra that must have been around a size 40, brimming with creamy breasts and large black knickers that came above her belly button.
I poured some oil onto my hands and some on her back and neck. "Ooh it's cold" she said. I told her it would warm up as soon as I started to massage. I ground my thumbs into her shoulders and proceeded down her back. She was silent but occasionally shifted her position slightly. I worked around her bra straps but found it rather cumbersome. I asked her if she minded if I unhook them. She said softly "actually I was just going to ask you if I could remove it as the supports are digging into my flesh? "No problem" I said.
She unhooked the bra and let it slip onto the floor. "Ahh, that's much better" she said. I continued working on her back which was plump and rather fleshy. I was getting quite turned on, especially when she occasionally let out a sigh. I then worked from her shoulders down her arms which she stretched out for me. I could see the sides of her doughy white breasts as I did this and was rather curious to see what her nipples looked like.
After her arms I moved on to her lower back and gently eased my hands lower towards her buttocks. After a couple of minutes she arched her back slightly and eased her knickers down about three inches to expose the very top of her bum crack. I detected wisps of light brown hair with a few grey ones in her crack as I massaged lower which increased my semi-stiff cock a little more. I was working on her buttocks and pulled the knickers down even further for better access. She did not say a word but again squirmed slightly.
"Now for your legs" I said. At this she turned over and I saw for the first time her wonderful creamy breasts gently sagging either side of her chest. Areolas that were pink and rather large with prominent nipples in the centre. "Is this easier for you?" she asked "or would you rather I stayed on my back?" "This is fine for me" I said "if you're Ok". "I'm great" She said "you have wonderful hands, you are relaxing me terrifically." "I only aim to please" I said light-heartedly. "Good" was all she said.
I put some oil on each large fleshy thigh and proceeded to massage each one with my hands. Each time I reached the top of a thigh I went a little nearer to her pubic mound. "I really don't want to get oil on my knickers" she said. I said I was sorry and would not touch them again. "Silly, I don't mean that; let me take them off so you can do a proper job". I stammered that it was fine; she smiled and pulled them down revealing a thinning mound of light brown and grey pubes.
I could hardly control myself but carried on getting nearer and nearer to her vagina but still massaging her thighs. I really could sense that she was willing me to touch her so I put some oil on my fingers and very gently spread her lips apart. She sighed again but didn't say a word. By this time I had a raging hard on which she would have seen bulging from my jeans if she opened her eyes.
I carefully parted each of her vaginal lips and ran my nail down the space between. She was squirming and sighing more now and when I finally slipped my finger up her slit to her clitoris she gasped. I placed one hand on her left breast and rotated the now erect nipple and carried on massaging on and around her clit with my other hand. I couldn't tell how wet she was because of the oil but it seemed very slick to me..
Suddenly she arched her back "Ooohhh that's soo good" she said "I'm going to come if you carry on doing that, is that alright?" "Please come" I said "I want you to."
"Ahhh I'm coming" she gasped and pushed herself up to my hand. I slowly eased two of my fingers into her vagina and she gasped again. She bucked up to my hand and gently fell back. "Mmmm" She finally breathed, "I haven't felt so good in a very long time...thank you". "All part of the service" I said lightly.
She sat up and looked me in the eye, glanced down and looked back up. "I see you enjoy your work" She said with a twinkle. "I love giving pleasure" I responded. "So do I" She said. "May I? With that she unbuckled my belt and tugged my jeans to my knees. My erection was clearly straining through my boxers. "I really feel that I should reciprocate, you know, would you like me to?" I stammered that it would be not only great but extremely necessary. "I can see that" She smiled. She gently pulled my boxers down and freed my cock. As it sprang up she poured some oil into the palm of her hand and cupped both hands around my cock and balls. "Not too cold?" She asked. I sighed that it was very warming. She very gently ran her nails up one side of my cock and down the other a few times whilst her other hand tickled my balls. I groaned slightly and looked down. We both saw a small amount of pre-cum emerge from the head of my cock. "Does that feel good?" She asked. "oh yes" was all I could reply. She started to slowly pump my cock whilst all the time tickling my balls. It did not take too long until I felt the onset of orgasm. "I... I'm gonna come" I breathed. "You deserve to". She whispered. With that I spewed great wads of sperm into the air and onto her hand. She gently pumped until my spasms ceased. "Wonderful sight" She said, smiling. She very tenderly cleaned me up with her towel. "Well you certainly helped my back ache" She said, "But I might need to make another appointment" "Anytime" I said with glazed eyes.
Stacey was 15 when I married her mother, Shelly. She quickly became a great step-daughter. We shared a lot of the same interests and we’d spend time together watching TV, running in the park, or just hanging out when Shelly was away on business. We just enjoyed each other’s company.
As Stacey became older, I couldn’t help but notice that she was turning into a beautiful young woman. She had a lot of her mom’s best features including a long, athletic body complete with perfect B-cup breasts, toned legs and a spectacular ass. Stacey, like Shelley, had blonde hair that was styled in a way that served as a perfect frame for her face. On top of that, she had a beautiful smile.
Stacey and I remained close over the next 2 years, but I coul
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dn’t say the same about Shelly and I. My world came crashing down one day when I overheard Shelly and Stacey talking. I was working in our basement when they came in the house. I had taken my car into the shop and a buddy had dropped me off at home, so they didn’t know I was home. Anyway, Stacey was grilling her mom with questions.
Stacey: “Mom, tell me the truth. You’ve always said there are no secrets between us.”
Shelly: “Stace, you know I love Lee.”
Stacey: “That wasn’t what I asked you Mom. Are you fooling around with your boss or not? I‘ve seen the way he looks at you.”
At that point, there was a pause that seemed to last forever, but in reality was just a few seconds long.
Shelly: “Yes, I’m having an affair, but please keep this between us. It’s a terrible mistake and I don’t want it to ruin what Lee and I have.”
Stacey stood up for me and told her mom that she didn’t deserve a man like me, and that I was more of a man than any of the fools she had dated in the past. The conversation went on for a little bit longer, but I was in a daze. I just sat in a corner of the basement by myself for an hour or so.
I more or less kept to myself the next few days. Shelly left soon thereafter on another business trip and was going to be gone for a week, which was just the break I needed. It helped knowing her boss was not on the trip with her.
Stacey paid close attention to me the day Shelly left. Obviously, I knew why, but Stacey didn’t know that I knew. Anyway, I took her out to dinner. Later, we stopped by the library so she could pick up some books she needed for school. Stacey worked hard to keep my spirits up, which was appreciated.
When we got home, Stacey went to her room upstairs to work on some homework while I watched some TV. After about an hour, I made some popcorn. I decided to take some up to Stacey. I knocked on her door, she said to come in, and I took the popcorn to her. She was sitting at her desk.
Stacey: “Thanks for thinking of me Lee.”
Me: “You’re welcome.”
I started to walk out, but I decided to stay and spill the beans about overhearing the conversation she had with her mother. I apologized for eavesdropping, then thanked her for sticking up for me.
Stacey: “Oh, I’m sorry you had to hear that. I hope you know I meant every word.”
Me: “That means a lot Stacey, more than you know. Thank you.”
Stacey: “You’re welcome.”
At that point, I leaned down and kissed her on the top of her head and I gave her shoulders a nice squeeze. I told her we’d talk more later, but that I’d leave her alone at that time to finish her homework.
A couple hours later, I was in my bedroom, getting ready to go to bed. Stacey walked in to say good night. She was wearing a tight T-shirt and boys shorts. She looked amazing. She chatted a little bit, then popped the one question that she had probably come into my room to ask.
Stacey: “Lee, if you and mom separate, can we remain friends?”
Me: “Of course. I’d be crushed if we didn’t.”
Stacey: “I hope we’re always close,” she said in a near whisper and at that point, she put a hand on my thigh.
I was stunned for a second, but then I looked into her beautiful blue eyes. I decided to go for broke. I leaned in and we kissed. After about 15 seconds, we broke from each other and Stacey stood up and took a couple steps toward the door. Just when I thought the worst, she reached back for me with her hand.
Stacey: “Can we go to my room?”
With that, I took hold of her hand and followed her, nervous as ever. Once we reached her room, I hugged her from behind and kissed her neck for a little bit before turning her around and lifting her shirt up and off her body to expose the most beautiful breasts I had seen in my life.
Me: “Stacey, you are so beautiful.”
I laid her down on her bed and started to lick and suck her nipples, which were standing at attention. Stacey moaned the sweetest moans every time I touched her nipples, and she ran a hand behind my head to draw me closer to her body. At the same time, I ran a hand down to her inner thigh and I used a finger to run circles. I could feel her warmth, which made me hard.
I kissed down to her belly button and then reached down to remove her boy shorts. I’m sure I cracked a smile when I saw a beautiful hairy bush.
Stacey: “Do you like it? I heard Mom tell a friend that’s what you liked, but that she wouldn’t do it, so I thought ….”
Me: “Baby, you are incredible.”
I lowered my head and began to run my tongue up and down her slit as I ran fingers through her beautiful bush. She was loving every second of it, wriggling her tight little body and then throwing a leg over my shoulder to gain some control of the action.
I eventually slid a finger into her tight, wet pussy, then two fingers, prompting her to arch her back. All the while, I kept my tongue in constant motion. I licked her clit to bring her to her first orgasm, which rocked her body and led to an explosive release of juices. I kept fingering her as I moved up to her ear and whispered that I loved her.
I removed my shirt and my shorts, exposing my 9-inch cock with Stacey grabbed and softly stroked.
Stacey: “You’re bigger than I imagined! You’re like twice the size of my old boyfriends!”
Me: “Derek and Andy? You know I never thought they were good enough for you. I just hope they treated you well.”
Stacey: “They were okay, but they never made me explode like you just did. That was amazing.”
Me: “All I know is you’re the most amazing and the most beautiful woman I‘ve ever seen,” and as I said that, I slid my cock up and down her slit, then carefully eased it in, a few inches at a time. Stacey wasn’t a virgin, but she was incredibly tight and it felt so good. We kept looking in each other’s eyes as I worked my cock in a little deeper with each slow thrust.
Me: “I love you Stacey.”
Stacey: “I love you too …. Daddy.”
Stacey had never called me that before, but I liked it. I leaned in to kiss her, then I started to bring her to another orgasm with smooth, deep thrusts with my cock. She exploded in another body-racking orgasm before I ever buried my whole cock in her body. She reached up, grabbed my head, and pulled me in for a passionate kiss that seemed to go on forever.
Stacey: “Please don’t ever leave me,” she said later as we cuddled in a spoon position.
Me: “Never,“ I said as I ran fingers through her nice bush and other fingers over her breasts. I soon made love to her again, the second of 4 times that night.
Shelly and I separated that year, but Stacey and I continued to see each other whenever possible. And after Stacey turned 18 and graduated high school, she came to live with me.
I met Ann at a friend's party. She recently went through a rough seperation with her husband of 25 years. He left her and two kids, a son Brent 25 and a daughter Sally 17. Ann had only been with her husband sexually and never thought of having sex with anyone else until she met me. Ann looked fantastic, she had blonde hair, breast that were a full B cup, long legs of a dancer and a ass that was as firm as any 20 year old. We connected immediately at the party and ended the night by exchanging phone numbers. A week later, I called Ann and ask her if she would like to go on a canoe ride with me on Saturday. I told her that we would explore the bay and watch some of the marine life. Ann seemed so excited that I had ask her, she immediately started making plans
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about packing a picnic lunch and bringing some wine. I told Ann to wear a bathing suit in case we decided to go swimming. I told Ann I would pick her up early Saturday morning around 8am. When I arrived at Ann's house she came running out, excited that we were going. I couldn't keep my eyes off of Ann and how she looked. She had on a one piece white bathing suit with a pair of jean shorts over it and a pair of sandals. Ann was sporting the most beautiful bronze tan and her hair was pulled back into a pony tail. She looked like a goddess to me. I wondered what in the hell her husband was thinking when he decided to leave her. Ann handed me a picnic basket and a bag that contained two bottles of wine. As she climbed into the truck, Ann said that she really needed this get away to forget her husband and kids if only for a day. I told Ann that I would do my best to make sure that she enjoyed herself.
We loaded everything into the canoe and I told Ann to sit in the front and I would sit in the back to guide the canoe and also I was much heavier than her and the weight needed to be towards the back. A quick show and tell on how to paddle a canoe and we were off. After about an 2 hours of paddling, Ann was starting to get tired so I suggested we find a place to rest. Ann agreed and we looked for a place that would be nice to pull in and go for a swim and possibly have lunch and some wine. I located a small inlet with about 12 feet of sandy beach. I ask Ann if this was ok, she said it was perfect. After unloading the canoe, we stripped down to our swim suits and went into the water. Ann was like a little child, splashing around and trying to wrestle with me in the cool water. Several times while we were grabbing and trying to dunk each other, Ann's nipple would slip out from the top of her suit. I was so engrossed in looking, Ann took advantage and jumped on top of me and pulled me under the water. I came up laughing along with Ann. she told me that she really had not felt this way in a long time. I swam in close to Ann and put my arms around her giving her a long kiss. She made a low murmur sound and broke away saying that she really missed having someone kiss her like that. I suggested that we go lay on the blanket and have a glass of wine. Ann smiled and said yes that would be nice. As we laid there I leaned over and kissed Ann again, this time with more passion. Ann responded by slipping her tounge into my mouth and searching for a response. I pushed back with my tongue and we were like to crazed teenagers that just found out what french kissing was all about.
My hands started to move over Ann's body, first I played with her hair, letting the ponytail down and running my fingers through the blonde strands. Next I moved to her face and ever so gentle, I touched her face wanting to feel every feature. Next I let my hand move to the straps of her swim suit and slid them over her shoulder. Ann continued to kiss me and let out soft purring sounds. I let my hand slip under the cup in her swim suit and immediately had one of her beautiful breast in my hands. I started a gentle massage on her breast and nipple causing her nipple to become extremly hard. My cock was so hard at this point that it felt like it would poke a hole in my swim trunks trying to escape. I slid Ann's swim suit all the way off and began kissing her breast with gentle lip brushes. Ann was starting to move her hips as if she were having sex. I moved farther down to her woman hood and began a slow licking of both sides, trying not to put my tongue into her just yet. Ann's hands had moved to my head and was pressing down to keep me there. I didn't move, I just kept licking her pussy.
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Ann began to fuck my face with my tongue buried deep inside her. She began to ooze juices that were nearly drowning me. I continued to drink everything that she could give. I was so busy that I did not notice that Ann had slipped her hand up my pant leg and was stroking my cock. I slipped off my swim trunks to give her better access to my raging hard on. We had ended up in a 69 position and Ann now had my cock in her mouth giving me the best wet blow job that I had in a long time. I let her mouth my cock and balls for the longest time before I slowly turned around and got on top of her. Ann took my cock and placed it at the entrance to her pussy and pushed it in. All I could feel was a warm wet engulfing place that I knew would give me pleasures. I started to move in and out of Ann and she kept up with every movement. Ann finally started to shudder and her legs started to squeeze me like a vise grip. I felt myself reaching the point of the most intense orgasm when Ann let out a groan letting me know that she too was having an orgasm. The cum flowed between us, drenching both of us like we had just got out of the water from swimming. Ann and I laid there for some time enjoying the feelings that had swept over us and the afterglow we still had. Finally I ask Ann if she would like to go for another swim and she smiled. Ann and I had been seeing each other for a year, when she told me that she was going to reconcile with her husband. I ask Ann if we could remain friends and she replied "Of course, you never know when I will need a canoe ride again."
You know, not the normal everyday smile, but the one that tells you that you won’t be displeased by the end of the night.
Pushing herself off the kitchen counter, she gracefully passes you by giving you a once over look before grinning that same grin to herself. Oh yes, she’s going to have plenty fun tonight.
In the small en suite bathroom just off in the corner of their bedroom, she leans over the counter, outlining her round green eyes with black, making them stand out and with just one look she could have you in the palm of her hands, and she knows it.
Glancing up to the corner or the mirror she see’s you leaning on the door frame, admiring the curves of her body, the way she smiles to herself in the reflec
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tion, the way she bites her lip knowing exactly what you’re thinking when you look at her like that.
Just to tease, she leans more over the counter, sticking her ass out and swaying it slowly and moaning your name softly, and turns around to face you as soon as you grabs her hips from behind, still you pull her close to you, the start of a long night evident with the slight bulge in your jeans. “No, no. Mustn’t touch.” She wiggles her finger side to side at you with one hand, and snakes her other hand between them to stroke your growing cock lightly with her palm and fingertips. “Baby…” You groan. Although you could easily gain control, you’d rather see what she has planned.
She pulls your face down for a kiss, just a small one but it still promises a lot more to come. “You’ll never be ready in time. Go get dressed silly.” She pushes you off her and shoos you out of the room for now, smirking as she shuts the door on you.
What seems like hours go by after you finish dressing in a simple blue dress shirt and black slacks, she emerges from their bedroom, wearing an expensive looking dark green, off the shoulder summer dress which comes down to about mid-thigh finished off with a pair of black strapy heels. “God damn baby …” You reach out and pull her close to you, tilting her chin up and leaning in to kiss her gently, lovingly. “You get more and more beautiful everyday.” She smiles softly at you and pulls away slightly, slipping her hand into yours. “Ready to go?” You nod and follow her lead.
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You groan when you notice where you’re going. That new nightclub everyone has been raving about for the last few weeks. “Baby, you know I can’t dance …” She ignores you and slides over from the drivers seat and into you lap, straddling it, her dress riding up slightly over her hips, flashing a new pair of panties you’ve never seen before. Slowly, she rocks her hips against yours, leaning forward to kiss and lick a trail from your collar to your oversensitive ear. Lightly tracing the edge of your ear with her lips, she whispers, “Just follow my lead, love.” Your hands grip her hips and push her harder against your growing cock. “C’mon, let’s just forget this place and go somewhere more … Private.” You mutter in her ear while nuzzling her neck. She laughs and pushes open the car door and slides out of your lap and onto the pavement, pulling her dress back down over her bottom, giving you a small shake before turning around to face you holding out her hand and calling out your name sweetly. You give in and take her hand, following her into the shiny doors of the nightclub.
Instantly hit with a wave of people and loud music, you feel uneasy, out of your element. Grinning, she drags you to the dance floor. You stop at the edge and watch her go into the sea of people all moving and swaying to the beat of the sound. Nervous, you just watch her; watch her as she moves effortlessly, rocking her hips, flicking her hair, twisting around. You watch as she attracts different men all around her, watching her just like you are. They reach out to touch her, to dance with her, pulling her close to them. She knows you are watching. Waiting for you to come over and take her for yourself.
You grow jealous of all the hands touching her, all the eyes undressing her. You growl and start to make your way through the crowd to her, pushing the current man off and away from her. Standing behind her, you grab her hips and pull her back against you hard, hard enough to let her know you aren’t going to let her go for the rest of the night. “You’re fucking evil.” You growl into her ear, standing awkwardly still in the crowd of moving bodies. . “Just move with me. You know how.” She coo’s into your ear, grinding her ass against your concealed cock, smiling to herself when she hears you moan into her ear. She turns around and straddles your knee, rubbing her panty-clad sex against your thigh, you can feel the heat from her pussy, her wetness seeping though onto your pants. Reaching between her legs, you rub her gently through the thin material and smirk as she blushes. “Mmhmm, for them,” You start to say, as you eye some of the men who were previously all hands on with her, “You aren’t shy at all, but the second I touch you…” You rub her slit harder, working the material between her lips, soaking it with her juices. She moans against your chest, unable to form a sentence, no longer in control.
You pull her from the sea of people, to the very back of the room where no one is paying attention. You turn her around roughly, pushing her up against the wall, slipping an arm around her waist and pulling her bottom half away from the wall, keeping her chest, head and arms pinned up against it. Slipping a hand underneath her dress, you pull her soaked panties down slightly and to the side, sliding a finger easily inside her body. Pumping slowly within her, you growl and bite her neck hard enough to make her cry out and leave small indents. “It’s my turn.”
You let your grip on her go slightly, and she knows it’s time to go. You take her outside, an arm around her, keeping her close, restraining yourself from tearing off her clothes and fucking her against the hood of her car as she leaves you for a moment to slip into the driver’s seat. Once on the road, the grin plays along her soft lips again as she reaches over with her one free hand and unzips your pants, fishing around to pull your cock out of your boxers, smirking when you gasp. She plays with your cock the whole drive home, pumping it slowing with her small hand, brushing her thumb over the head and licking her lips.
As soon as she pulls into their driveway and shuts off the car, she’s up on her hands and knees, cock in hand. Softly she kisses the head, brushing her lips against the sensitive skin, snaking the tip of her tongue out to lightly tease, flicking it over the head and down the thick shaft and back up to take the head of your cock in her warm, wet mouth, swirling her tongue around and taking more and more of you into her mouth, inch by inch, listening to you moan her name. Tangling your hand in her soft auburn hair, you resist the urge to push her down further on you cock, remembering she’s not a porn star, and the hand that’s gently squeezing and caressing your balls, may not be so gentle anymore if you do. “Fuck baby …” You moan again, laying your head back against the headrest, petting her hair as she brings you closer to orgasm.
Slowly, she pulls your cock out of her mouth, very lightly grazing her teeth over the sensitive head of your cock before filling her mouth with you again, repeating this between steady strokes of her small strong hand. Your eyes close and you groan, a shudder going through your body. You untangle your hand from her hair for a moment to snake down and into her dress, cupping her breast, pinching her nipple slightly, just a little, and rub it between your fingers before sliding those fingers over her breast again and squeezing it one more time, before sliding them around her body to her back, caressing her skin from her ass up to her neck, running your fingers into her hair again and letting them rest there. “Mmmm, so close …”
She moans softly and smiles the best she can with a mouth full of cock, her tongue writhing along the underside of you. She bobs her head up and down your cock, sucking hard and making wet slurping noises. You moan louder and your fingers re-tangle themselves into her hair. “Mmmfaster. Please.” You beg. “Oh god, just a little more…” You gasp and shiver, body tensing as she brings you to the edge of orgasm. She quickly pumps her hand along your thick shaft, pulling your cock out until just the head sits just inside her mouth. Your hands fall from her and to your sides. “Oh fuck baby!” You cry out as you curl your hands into fists, your body twitching as your orgasm takes over you, arching you’re back trying not to thrust yourself down her throat. She moans against your twitching cock as you cum inside her mouth. Swallowing every drop like you trained her to do; she lets your cock fall from her mouth with a quiet, ‘pop’ as she sits back up wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Panting hard, you reach over and grab her, pulling her into your lap and kissing her hard, you can still taste yourself on her soft lips. “I love you so fucking much baby.” She grins that grin and tries to straighten out her dress.
“I don’t think we’re done just yet.”
“Not even close.” You grin and scoop her up into your arms as you slide out of the car door, wobbling slightly as you slowly regain your composure, your cock hardening for round two.
You set her down onto her feet and shut the front door of the house behind you, not even giving her a second to breath; you push her back up against the door. “C-can’t even wait to get into the house, can you?” She chuckles. “No fucking way.” You growl as you reach under her dress with both hands, grabbing her panties and in one swift movement, you tear them off, tossing them to the floor. She stays against the door, her ass pulled out from against the door, leaving just her head, chest and hands against the door once again as you fall to your knees, nuzzling her ass, snaking your tongue out to taste her wetness. You lap softly at her clit, working your tongue between her lips mumbling something as your tongue works its way inside her. “Unh… What was that?” She moaned out softly. You withdraw your tongue for a moment. “Mm, my bunny tastes good.” You kiss her mound, wrapping your tongue around her clit as you slip a finger inside her. You let her clit go to lick it in slow, long strokes, your finger pumping faster as you growl against her clit. The vibrations make her cry out, moaning your name loudly.
You pull away and stand up, grasping your cock in on hand, you bend her over a little more, rubbing the hot head of your cock against her throbbing clit, and pinching it with the other hand roughly, teasing her slowly like she did to you all night. “Mm, you want this baby; you want my cock in your tight little pussy?” Pinching her clit a bit harder, you push the head of your cock into her pussy slowly before pulling out painfully slow. “Hmm? Is that what my bunny wants?” You tease her slowly; pushing no more then just the head of your cock in and pulling it back out. “Oh f-fuck. Please.” She moaned with a shaky voice. “I’m all y-yours.” She cries out as you grab her hips and pull her all the way onto your cock. “Fuck you’re tight.” You grunt, shuddering, you drink in all the sensations of the moment. You pull back out of her slowly. “I love you baby.” You tell her before driving your cock back in her, starting a slow, powerful rhythm. “I love you too.”
You moan louder now, the feeling of her body surrounding you, gripping you, rising to meet each thrust and swallow you, overpowering your mind. You pump a little faster, letting her keep up with you as your cock drives harder into her, hips meeting her ass with a soft smack over and over, your cock rubbing her just right as it moves in and out of her, your fingers stroking her clit with every move.
Your pace quickens a little more, thick shaft driving in and out of her mound, your body drowning in the pleasure that is her body, reacting to her reactions to you until a frenzy of electric fire races along your nerves, the impulse to just pound and pound until they become one eating at the edges of your control until all you has left is pleasure and restraint wrapped in your love for her as your hips dive the tiniest bit harder, control beginning to slip from you as your orgasm builds and the wrapping begins to tear in the face of need and the naked face of your soul begins to shine from your eyes and the eternal love you have for her can be seen within it.
She cries out your name loudly. “I… I’m so fucking close. Uunh…” Her pussy grips at your cock, squeezing it tightly with every thrust. Her breath catches in her throat and she cries out moments later, tossing her head back and screaming your name.
You feel her body spasm around your cock, her mound clenching your invading cock and squeezing, driving you over the edge as well, your hips slamming into her ass as you moan and lose control, your orgasm consuming you in a blinding flash of ecstasy as you cum, cock throbbing against her quivering pussy.
You reach forward and pull her back hard against you, growling in her ear in the voice that drives her crazy. “This,” You growl, thrusting hard against her still twitching mound. “This is mine.” You thrust again, just as hard and she cries out. “It’s no one else’s” You thrust again, only not so hard, softer, bringing her back down from the high of her orgasm, wrapping your arms around her gently. “I love you. So fucking much.” You lay your head on her shoulder, kissing along her neck and shoulder blade. You shudder again, aftershocks still playing along your nerves with every twitch and caress from her body.
The night ending just as it started. That same grin on her face. You know. The one that means you won’t be displeased by the very end of the night.
Mrs. Laura James leaned back in the hot bath after shaving her long trim legs and carefully shaving her pussy bare something she hadn't done since high school. Why had she followed the black boys order's, I mean she planned on ending this before it started, what happened a few hours ago was totally inappropriate behavior on her part, as she thought these things she looked at the black boys cumm oozing out of her pussy and floating in the water. She shuddered at the lustful feelings that black boys huge dick gave to her and her nasty behavior.
Walking in the kitchen she hugged her loving husband of 17 years, Donald James."Hey the girls tell me you wore a bikini today at the party, you naughty girl in your old age, ha ha"......Don laughed...... "Well the weather
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was so nice, so I"......Laura said cutting short her response. Don laughed again as he walked in the den to turn on the baseball game, he felt a slight tingle in his dick at the thought of young boys admiring his wife's beautiful body.
In Sunday School class, primary boys (10-14), during quiet time, Mrs. James thought it was unusual how quiet her daughter, Susan was at dinner last night and riding over to church this morning. She shuddered at the thought that Susan might know about what happened yesterday, impossible she convinced herself. She noticed a couple of boys staring at her legs, she felt something dripping down her leg. OH MY GOD, it was more of Tyrone's cumm, she touched her skirt wiping it dry. She had a terrible time concentrating on the day's lesson feeling the wet sticky cumm touching her leg. After class she went to the ladies room and tried to wipe the white stain off her skirt leaving a wet patch. The powder blue skirt now had a wet spot. How could it have slipped out the side of her pink satin panties. She was so embarrassed, everyone ask the popular church leader what the spot was, so what happened yesterday was all she thought about as she made up excuses.
Mrs. Laura James sat at her dressing area mirror, thinking of what she was going to say to the young black boy, Tyrone. Just do it nicely and apologize for what happened Saturday. She was a respected PTA mom and wife for 17 years.He'll understand.She stood up and her push up bra accentuated her huge 32D breasts, her trim pink panties hugged her tight ass and her 25" waist. She slipped on a black short tube dress that hugged her body and came mid thigh on her long trim legs. Her make-up on perfect she added lip gloss to the red lipstick, and shook her head, her long thick brunette hair fell gracefully around her shoulder's. It was no wonder she modeled in high school and voted most beautiful in many beauty contests even though never winning a title.
Levone took the small camera's into her brother's room. "okay, this is the mic, put this close to the bed, maybe on top of the headboard and we will record every word"......"Now these 3 put around the bed and we'll record from different angles. NOW this one is the most important, I put it through a hole in your hat, this camera is for closeups, it's wireless, so only use it to show your dick ramming into her,or when she's sucking your dick, here is the switch, right under the bill of the cap."..... Levone liked Susan and the family and liked Mrs. James but she figured that nobody they knew would go to the sites they were going to sell the tapes to, so nobody would get hurt and probably Mrs. James might never even know. And her and her brother would make some great money.
Levone and her brother are laughing in the car."I can't believe we're doing this, I just can't believe Mrs. James acted like that?"....."Wait till you see the tapes, she was really easy, Ha Ha LOL".....Tyrone said, the half cube of Ex taking effect, his dick was stirring and sensitive, his body was warm all over. "How long you think".......Levone ask. Closing the car door......"I'll see you in 2 hours"....he replied winking at his sister.
His body was tingling all over he was feeling the warm affects of the pill as he rang the doorbell. The door opened.
"Goddamn, bitch you be looking fine"....Tyrone said closing the door.....Laura cringed at his uncouth welcome. Tyrone put his arms around her waist, pulling her close, kissing her neck....."I been thinking about you since Saturday, that was such hot fucking, you are a real slut in bed, I loved that sweet pussy, mmm, thank you for getting all purtyed up for me, I like my whores all nice like"........"Tyrone, Tyrone please I have to talk to you, please, quit that, oh god Tyrone please"......Laura whispered.
"Tyrone I'm married, I'm a Mom, What happened Saturday was all a big mistake, I can't explain it but I just can't do this, I love my husband, I have 2 girls, Please try and understand"....Laura reasoned. Tyrone's dick was growing, he grabbed Mrs. James' hand and placed it on his growing cock.Tweaking her nipples with his finger's, he chuckled...."I's thought you liked my black dick, you sure acted likes you did, your nipples are telling another story, bet that pussy is gushing".....He whispered looking deep in her eyes. "I did, I, I, mean it's just wrong, I'm married, I teach Sunday School, I can't, please understand"...Laura said not realizing she was jacking his huge cock.
Tyrone reached for her kissing her neck,"I's know you want it"....Tyrone said stepping back looking at her tweaked nipples showing through her dress. Tell you's what let's do it today and never again, okay, but's I's got's to taste that sweet pussy and ass again and them beautiful titties"...Tyrone stepped in kissing her neck....."I shouldn't, please, please don't, oh no please"...she moaned as she felt his finger enter her soaked pussy, ashamed her body was betraying her. Tyrone grabbed her and said 'Let's Go"
Walking in the bedroom..."you promise, this is the last time, promise"...Laura ask the black teen. Tyrone laughed to himself, shit baby we just starting,....but told her "sure baby, our last time" ....grabbing her and kissing her there tongues seeking each other, her arms flung around his neck a moan escaped her lips."Hey baby go get us some water, we going to be doing some heavy fucking today"..he ask. Walking in the kitchen, opening the refrigerator door and getting the water, Laura sat at the table. God what's happening to me, god I'm so fucking hot, shit I have to stop this, please god help me, please she thought.
Okay the last camera is in place, the recorders are on. He walked over and kissed her deeply,..."this be our last time together,I want you be my nasty slut, be my fucking white whore, get over there and take your clothes off all sexy like get my cock good and ready, go on. Already naked except for his hat he sat on the bed.He hit the switch on his hat.
"That's it baby,shake that body, bump and grind for be baby, act like your kissing me, that's it, look like a nasty slut, let that dress fall off, do it slow, shake that booty, Oh fuck look at them big giant titties, mmmm those sweet pink panties, bend over and let me see the crease of those tits, damn, throw me the bra, ha ha, damn you got big tits, oh shit baby you shaved that sweet pussy, take them panties down nice and slow, wow nice and shiny soft pussy. Shit baby you be looking fine, bend over and show me that ass." Oh shit Tyrone thought I got it all on film.
Laura was so offended exposing herself, shaking her body, and his awful language about her body, feeling betrayed she was close to an orgasm.
"Get on your knees and crawl over here and suck my dick you fucking whore. MMMM that's it baby suck it, you like that black dick huh slut, "ha ha", you cunt you just fucking had an orgasm, you whore. Lift my dick up and lick my balls, damn you a natural born cocksucker. That's it get them good and wet.
Laura had lost all her self respect and self image she was on fire, every nerve in her body was on fire. His black balls tasted good in her mouth, and she worshiped his huge black cock.
"Get your ass on the bed, turn over I want to taste and fuck that beautiful ass of yours.".. Suddenly she felt a finger enter her small bung hole. Laura started to protest, she moaned as his tongue licked her ass crack. "MMMM baby your ass taste good, licking his finger, 2 more fingers entered her asshole reaming it deep, here baby taste your sweet ass juice."..."That's it baby lick those fingers......Laura was lost tasting her ass juice and licking his finger's.
Tyrone pointed his camera at her rectum and entered a finger deep in her asshole, spreading her ass cheeks and spreading her bung hole he entered her ass deep with his black thick tongue her ass juice tasting so sweet extending his arm where Mrs. James lovingly licked his ass stained finger.
The image of Mrs. James going from a Sunday School teacher to licking her ass juice off a blacks teens finger while his tongue is deep in her ass, she turned and saw the image in the mirror and the shame and degradation was to much "AAAggg OOOhhhhGod", as a huge orgasm racked her body. Suddenly she felt a warm cool substance entered her asshole and Tyrone's finger was wetting her asshole and deep in her rectum.
"OH GOD NO< NO NO, PLEASE, IT"S TO BIG. Tyrone's greasy oiled covered dickhead just entered her rectum. He pulled back and pushed.'OH OH OH God NO, PLEASE, NO, NO,."Take it you whore, you slut"......"IT HURTS TO MUCH< PLEASE STOP TAKE IT OUT< NO< NO." Ignoring her, he pulled out and pushed harder, he leaned over her and grabbed her swaying big titties. "damn you got big titties" "You like that slut, you like my black dick in your ass"..."tell me you whore"..OH GOD OH GOD PLEASE",, she pleaded, never feeling this full suddenly her fingers found her blooming clitoris, jamming her fingers deep in her pussy. ...OH OH GOD, an orgasm racked her body, she started bucking against is black dick."That's it whore, take it up your ass, yeah baby, you my whore baby,WHACK,WHACK he slapped her ass cheeks, my slut right baby, tell me".....OH GOD YES> YES< OH PLEASE, another orgasm racked her body as she felt Tyrone's thick cock explode with hot cumm coating her bowels squirt after squirt of hot cumm went deep in her rectum.
Tyrone saw her playing with her pussy."Get your ass on the floor and clean my dick you slut. That's it baby, lick it, lift it up and lick my balls clean. You like licking black nigger dick huh baby,you like your ass juice on my black dick, huh tell me, you like my ass juice on mydick".....He ask. Laura was totally void of self respect she was lost in lust. Tyrone noticed her eyes were closed he took his hat off and moved the camera exactly the height of his ass.
"Pick my balls up baby and lick my ass, that's it baby, you like licking a black teen boys asshole"...Tyrone groaned. Mrs. James was so lost in lust, she was actually close to an orgasm as she licked the ass of a black teenager. He spread his ass cheeks apart putting the camera only a few inches from her face. "that's it baby get that tongue deep in my asshole you white trash whore, that's it lick my asshole,lick around my hole clean it up, mmm that's it baby."...Tyrone ordered, his dick getting hard again. Another orgasm racked her body as she climbed up on the bed.
The next 2 hours, Fuck me you bitch, you my whore you cunt, tell me, tell me"..."OH God Fuck, Fuck, OH God, NOOOO, I'mm Cumming".....You slut climb up here and put it in, that's it" " OHHH God it feels ssooooo good, god I love your black dick, God I love it"......'Fuck you got a tight pussy, you are a fucking whore aren't you, tell me"....."OH YES OH YES, God I'M a SLUT< I"M YOUR SLUT< OH GOD DON"T STOP"...."I'm going to fuck you anytime, anytime , I own your ass you slut, your a whore for my cock, tell me, tell me" ....."OH YES< OH GOD YES< Fuck me HARDER>" OHHHH GOOOOOD OHH GOOOOD they both collapsed on the bed thick black cumm oozing our of both holes of Mrs. James. She lay totally drained, dozing in light sleep.
Gathering the cameras and putting them in his bag he took his hat off and put it in the bag also. Laura thought to herself it was funny he wore that silly hat the whole time. Tyrone sat on the bed, "Fuck you are one hot bitch, your a white trash trampy assed whore now, a slut for all black men, you like being a slut, you like that."."I like my whores dressing sexy when they go out. Wear some short dresses and make sure you let black guys look at those titties, member your a slut so start dressing like one."......he ordered.
Laura felt like peeing, her pussy was leaking cumm all over."Oh God, I just can't anymore, please no more, no one must know, you promised, promise me okay that nobody will ever know, it's our secret, I can't dress like that"...Laura ask.
Chuckling at the thought of what was going to happen ....."sure baby, damn you really would make a good whore, that's for sure." "You are 1 hot fuck""Where's your purse, I need some money, oh here it is, this all you got?".....Tyrone said walking out the bedroom door with the 4 $20 bills..
Levone said..."dammit your late, I been out here an hour, what happened?" Tyrone grinned....."I got 3 hours of tape, showing her the money", i got it all. Laughing they drove home.
Laying back in the hot bath, Mrs. James was glad it was over, nobody would ever know. She grinned and I got to feel what a huge black dick feels like.She could't believe she had cumm while licking his asshole. She tingled but was glad it was over and her life could go back to normal as she stripped the cumm stained sheets, oh a little puddle of cumm was on the pillow she picked it up and licked it off the pillow enjoying the taste of the black teens cumm.
Turning on her favorite soap opera, she was glad things were back to normal.
“Would you like to come out to Vegas?†Scrolled across my messenger.
“ I would love to. Just tell me when and I’ll be there.†I said
We set up a date and time and I was on a plane to Vegas. Let me take this time to tell you about myself. My name is Lydia and at this time I had just graduated high school so I was 18 years old. I had met Nick online through a friend-networ
Hi dosto...........Mera naam rajeev hai. main apni nani (maa ki maa) ke ghar rehta hu 2 saal se. yahan nani , mama ,mami or unke do bache rehte hai jo ki abhi chotte hai ek 10 saal ka or dusra 8 saal ka. meri mami ji bhut hi sexy hai , mein jab se yahan aaya hu bs unhe kaise chodu yahi sochta rehta t
