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Richard had been concerned. Divorce proceedings were being progressed by his wife Marjorie. Not surprising when you consider that Richard’s favourite pastime was fucking his son’s girlfriends. Richard had a cock that hung down his trousers about 9 inches, relatively soft. Hard, his cock took a life of its own extending to an outrageous length. Not only did he specialise in pile driving his giant schlong into every girlfriend his son had ever had but his tennis ball sized balls fired huge quantities of think potent sperm at high pressure. He had the charm, the money, the looks and the tanned muscular strong body to seduce them and the weapon to conquer. His son hadn’t inherited any of these qualities and in particular his stub of a penis extended to about 4 inches when hard.

Why then was Richard concerned? He had taken legal advice and there was a significant risk that if they divorced, the vast majority of the huge family wealth would stay in Marjorie’s very rich family. Marjorie had been ill but had now made a significant recovery. She was delighted that her son had married and knew nothing of Richard’s latest conquest with Joanna although she knew of some of his previous affairs which had so hurt her son.

Richard told Joanna to commit to her marriage to his son, only after he had fucked her into oblivion on her so called “honeymoon”. Richard committed himself to his marriage and Marjorie decided that she would give him one last chance. Crisis averted.

Joanna found it hard to find any enthusiasm for being back in bed with her loving husband. He was full of loving tenderness and enthusiasm for her sexy body but she preferred her sexy body being full of cock, Richard’s cock.

Marjorie had been ill when Richard and Joanna had been together and so Martin had not said anything to his mother. Now that things were different, Martin was pleased that his mother welcomed Jo so warmly into her family. Visits between the 2 houses were rare, Martin would and could never really trust his father but he was pleased his parents were together.

They attended a works function together, 2 “happily” married couples showing off to society. Marjorie dressed conservatively; Joanna wore a red dress which clung to her tight shapely arse and showed off her toned tanned legs. The evening passed without incident save for when Joanna was stood behind her husband in the queue for coats at the end of the evening but just in front of Richard. She ground her hot arse back onto his growing cock and then with a giggle she was away, leaving Richard to quickly cover his huge arousal in his trousers with his coat.

A couple of months passed and they met again for Sunday dinner. Over dinner Joanna dropped into the conversation that Ankara travesti they were trying for children. Marjorie was thrilled but then Joanna informed the 3 of them that she had sent away for tests because she was worried why she had not fallen pregnant. She was pleased to report she was ripe and ready but sadly the sample of sperm from Martin had come back as, she stopped and looked at her husband with concern and a smile you would reserve for a lame old dog:

“What was the phrase in the report to describe your sperm honey?”

“Uh, I can’t remember, I am afraid it was a bad result though.”

“Bad!” said Jo. “I remember now, totally useless was the phrase in the report.”

“There are options Joanna” said Martin defensively.

“That is why we raise it. Marjorie, Richard, we need your help.”

“Of course, dear. Anything. That is what we are here for. It will give us real pleasure…”

Jo looked at Richard and smiled a cute smile: “Oh I hope so”.

“We don’t want the pregnancy to rely on doctors, do we Martin?”

“Umm, well…”

“We discussed it and we think the child should come from this family, you understand don’t you Marjorie. Use your husband’s cu, I mean sperm.”

“Yes dear, artificial insemination sounds like a sensible…”

“As I said we don’t want doctors involved, we thought Richard could just impregnate me, didn’t we honey?”

Marjorie interjected: “Joanna, I am not sure that is a good idea. I don’t know how familiar you are with our recent family history but it is complicated and this well…”

“Oh you mean Richard’s children with Kim, doesn’t that just prove he has the lead in his pencil to do the job for me, uh us?”

“Richard, what do you think?” said Marjorie. “Personally I think no, things are fine and I don’t want…”

Richard interrupted her: “Martin, if you want a child this way, it is up to you.”

“Well…”

“Just one night and we can have our own family,” said Jo.

“I suppose,” said Martin.

“After all that has happened, I am proud of you son for making that decision,” said Richard.

Jo smiled at Marjorie: “I am so pleased Martin’s parents are back together so you can rest assured that nothing will come between you both or between Martin and I.”

“So sweet, so considerate of you dear,” said Marjorie. Martin smiled at them both.

“Yes and as tonight is the right time, how about we do it tonight?” asked Jo innocently. “Whilst you are both here.”

It was agreed and Joanna and Richard headed upstairs. “We will be down soon” said Jo. “Don’t look soo worried honey.” She turned to Richard quite sharply, her dirty blonde hair flicked up behind her and she moved her Antalya travesti hips suggestively towards him: “Ready to impregnate me for the first time?”

“What do you mean, the first time?” asked Martin.

“Well you can’t provide them to me, remember the doctors said you’re totally useless but your father must be very potent by the way he keeps knocking up Kim so hopefully the same will happen to me.”

Without a look back she swayed upstairs.

Marjorie turned to her son: “I know that sounded harsh but she is a lovely girl and she only meant that there is a biological need for your father’s sperm. Come sit with me and they will be down soon.”

……..

Upstairs Joanna played with his heavy balls with 2 hands and manipulated his big stiffening cock within his trousers:

“Thank God he believed that false medical report,” she giggled. “Did you add the bit about the sperm being utterly useless?”

“They are downstairs letting me fuck you up here, are you complaining babe?” he said running his hands through her hair.

She sucked and slurped on his huge 15 inch solid shiny cock for 20 minutes, rolling for giant balls (which he kept hairless for just that purpose) in her mouth and praising him for being her dream stud. Joanna compared his dick with his son’s as Martin sat quietly with Marjorie downstairs.

She slowly wanked his shiny rod and worked her mouth over his giant crown and she could sense she was bringing him close.

“With your wife’s blessing you’re between my lips, maybe she did not think about these lips,” she said kissing his cock, “but you are my dream man. Cover your son’s wife. Do what he can’t do to me.”

“I have an idea,” he grunted as the first blast coated her face in a thick layer of white cream and sprayed off her at force so that cum flecks covered her body, the wall, bed and floor. Then he grunted and the second stream of cum jets flew into her hair and streaked over her slim tanned body. He aimed further shots over her sexy legs and streamed more and more of it over her pretty face. She was covered, the wall had streaks of cum running down it and her mouth covered him and gulped and sucked him dry.

“Fantastic,” she gasped “but not quite the plan,” she giggled.

With his cock quicky returning to full attention under Joanna’s skilful hands and tongue, Richard drove 5 inches up her pussy. She groaned loadly but the door was shut. Richard withdrew and carried her to the door. He opened the door and lifted Joanna against the door. He drove his 15 inch monstrosity back into his daughter in law’s clawing tight pussy.

“Oh fuck yes!!” echoed across the house. He held himself inside of her and she spasmed in orgasm, İstanbul travesti once, twice and again. “Fuck, so good, so big, fuck meeee” she screamed.

Downstairs Marjorie looked at Martin: “Why, in God’s name why did you let this happen? Can you hear what he is doing to her, your wife?”

Martin sat frozen but heard the grunts of his father and his wife’s groans and shouts of pleasure and praise.

“Son, come upstairs, Joanna wants to share this moment with you.”

Martin left his mother crying and went up, like a zombie, not knowing what he would find.

He walked in to find his wife covered in Richard’s thick white cum, her body glued to his with semen but more shockingly finding her with about 7 inches of cock in her mouth and throat and the rest of his shiny thick root and big balls being worshipped by her skilful hands.

“Why, why has he cum like that, why are you doing that?” Martin mumbled.

“I need to be hard and big to impregnate her son,” said Richard.

He lifted her off his cock and spun her so that she was facing her husband and her legs were spread above his huge 15 inch cock. It looked far too big for her but they all knew it fitted.

“This is for you son,” he said as inch by inch he eased his giant prick up inside her.

A minute later he was sheathed inside her. He started to thrust up her whilst groping her thighs and tight butt. He pistoned into her whilst his son looked on horrified at what this cock was doing to his lovely wife.

“Ahhh, what a cock, what a man. Martin, I need your father, look at his giant root inside of me.”

“You need him for his sperm Jo?” said Martin quietly.

“Ooh yeh,” she moaned and scoped some cum of her chin and sucked it off her fingers slowly: “Mmm, so thick, so potent.”

Do you want to be filled up Joanna?” Richard teased.

“Oh yes, stud, fuck me with your superior cock, drill me!”

For the next 5 minutes Martin watched Richard pile drive his remorseless cock up her stretched hole. His hip speed was amazing as they rotated and thrust his cock up her.

“I am going to cum son, to impregnate Joanna for you. Are you grateful?”

“I wanted you… to share, uhhhh yes Richard, to share this moment with you Martin,” grunted Jo.

“Only this once, promise Joanna,” Martin said quietly.

Richard expoded, for 2 minutes he pumped and spurted cum deep into Joanna until she was full to overflowing with potent seed.

Joanna mumbled to her husband: “I think to be sure we will need to do this again a few more times tonight and for the next few days. That’s ok isn’t it honey?”

“I admire your wife’s commitment Martin,” said Richard. “Tell Marjorie I will do everything in my power,” he rotated his hips lewdly and Martin saw his wife’s pussy spasm around his father’s thick root, “to give her a grand daughter. Now you better leave us, I am going to, well never you mind what I am going to do.” Joanna giggled as Martin left the room feeling sick and defeated.

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Author’s Note: Thanks for all that read the first two installments of Lesson’s Learned from Days Gone By. Here is a 3rd chapter, better late than never I’m hoping. I’ve asked that this chapter be placed in Mature as I feel it’s more appropriate. For those that may have missed the first two chapters, they are located in the First Time section. Please vote and comment. That’s the only reward I get.

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I was extremely busy the next two days with my mowing as I’d picked up several new clients. I took time to explain that I’d be mowing earlier the following week since I had a trip planned. Thankfully, they all understood. I just knew it was going to be a busy week!!

Laura paged me Saturday afternoon just after I got home. I immediately dialed her number.

“You’re really spoiling me with this immediate attention,” she said when she answered.

“Should I make you wait,” I asked.

“Of course not,” she said.

“That’s what I thought,” I replied.

“You’re too sweet for your own good, but I love it,” she laughed. “Do you have plans tonight?”

“Not if you need my company,” I insisted.

“I don’t know if I necessarily need it, but I certainly want it,” she said in a low, sexy voice.

“What time,” I asked.

“Whenever you can get here,” she replied.

“I’ll be there shortly,” I assured her.

“Good. And let yourself in. I gave you that key for a reason,” she laughed.

I hung up the phone and quickly stripped to go shower. As I was drying my hair, I debated briefly on what to wear but I finally decided that it didn’t really matter. I put on some nice denim shorts, a button up shirt and loafers, and was on my way within 20 minutes of hanging up the phone.

I pulled up in front of her house and raced up the sidewalk. When I slipped the key in the door, I smiled to myself. I still couldn’t believe I had a key to a mansion and I was making love to the gorgeous woman that owned it!!

I walked in, closing the door behind me. It was very quiet and I called for her, but I got no response. I walked through the first floor, still not finding her, before I started up the stairs towards her bedroom. The door was closed, and I turned the knob and pushed the heavy, solid-wood door open. I saw Laura reclined on the bed, wearing the most exquisite beige lingerie I could have imagined. As she got up from the bed, I admired her shapely legs in the glossy, nude-colored stockings she wore. My eyes moved up and I realized that both her panties and bra were extremely sheer. I could clearly see her womanhood and her luscious nipples. She finally ended her slow, seductive walk in front of me.

“Hello, my young lover,” she purred.

“Hello, yourself,” I said, taking her in my arms. I kissed her hungrily before I spoke again. “Every time I think you can’t get any sexier, you do.”

“Is that so,” Laura asked as she rubbed her soft hand along my jawline.

“Yes, it is,” I said.

“I’ve always enjoyed being sexy for my man. I’m glad you appreciate it,” she said.

“I do. I didn’t realize women actually wore things like this,” I said as my hand caressed her left breast through the sheer bra. “I thought it was just in magazines.”

“Magazines? How shameful,” she smiled devilishly. “How do I measure up to your magazines?”

“You win hands down,” I replied.

“Uh huh,” she smiled again. “I doubt that, but I’ll take it none the less.”

“You know you’re sexy as hell,” I smiled.

“I try, baby,” she said. “So, what about next weekend?”

“I’m in,” I said.

“Wonderful! This is so exciting. Can you leave early Thursday,” she asked.

“Yes, I can. I didn’t know what your plans were, so I’m free Thursday through Tuesday morning,” I replied.

“You little devil. What did your mother say,” she asked. I quickly explained how Mom had been indifferent.

“Baby, you’re just going to have to be patient with her. I feel bad sneaking you away with me,” she said.

“Laura, please don’t feel that way. Look, I know things are weird obviously, but I really want to go with you. It would mean a lot to me,” I said.

“I know it would,” she said. I looked in her eyes and I thought there was more there she wasn’t saying. I waited for her to speak but she didn’t. Finally, she smiled and looked up to kiss me. Whatever it was seemed to pass as we passionately embraced and kissed. She slowly pulled me across the expanse of her bedroom to the bed. She undid her bra and quickly pulled her sheer panties down. I expected her to lay back on the bed and offer her wet sex to me, but she didn’t. Instead, she quickly undressed me and directed me towards the bed.

“You’ve been a very a good student, but I think I should start taking a little better care of you,” she smiled lecherously.

“You do,” I asked.

“Yes. Now, sit your handsome ass down,” she commanded.

“Yes, ma’am,” I replied as I sat on the edge of the bed.

“I warned you about that the first day, Michael,” she snipped. “If you gaziantep escort bayan sitesi want me to become Ms. Parker that pays you to mow the yard again, that can be arranged.”

“No, let’s not be hasty. I’m sorry,” I said with a laugh.

“Uh huh,” she answered as she placed her hands on my knees and knelt in front of me. I’d leaned back on my elbows and watched as her hands slid slowly up my thighs. I clearly remember the deep red of her nail polish against my tan skin and the paler skin further up that never saw the sunlight. Her soft hands quickly enveloped my cock and balls, one stroking, the other rubbing and caressing. The pleasure she was giving to me was immense and she hadn’t even really started yet.

“Michael, you have the most beautiful cock. I just adore it,” she purred. “It’s perfect like the rest of you.”

“Thank you,” I smiled.

Her stroking caused my cock to emit a big drop of precum which she quickly rubbed around the underside of the head with her thumb. She looked up at me and smiled. Her big, green eyes seemed to sparkle like emeralds at me. She moved towards my cock and she slowly engulfed it with her warm, wet mouth. I leaned my head back as her lips moved further down. I looked back down at her when I realized she’d taken most of it. I shook my head as she pulled back up. Her bright red lips moved down once again and I could have passed out. She continued that slow up and down rhythm for several minutes. I almost felt like she was practicing.

“I can’t do it like this,” she said. “Get back further on the bed.”

I did as I was told and slid back on the bed. She joined me and after she straddled my head, I felt her take me in her mouth once again. The tables had suddenly turned. Her first pass I felt myself go further down her throat than I’d been before. The second was even further. The third I felt her chin bump against my lower abs. She let out a low groan of satisfaction and I shook my head in disbelief at her persistence and the pleasure it was bringing me. She was waving her wet sex in front of me and I knew I needed to return the favor to her. She was certainly going out of her way to give me something special. After I got my head propped up on a pillow, my tongue snaked along the wetness of her slit.

“Mmmm,” I heard her groan as my tongue lapped at her wetness. She wiggled her hips seductively against my face. God, what a thrill it was to have her lying on top of me, both of us totally focused on one another’s pleasure. Her lips were moving ever faster up and down my cock. It was driving me wild. I knew if she kept going like that, I wasn’t going to last long. I intensified my own efforts and swirled my tongue around her clit. Her hips moved with greater intensity and she ground them against my face.

“Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm,” she hummed as my tongue thrashed her clit. I must have been making some noise myself as she throated my cock like no woman I’ve known since. Her hands teased and caressed my balls, driving my excitement all that more quickly to the inevitable. I was trying to postpone it, hoping I could get her off first, but her mouth was too much for me to resist. She squeezed my balls lightly as she took me all the way down and I lost it. I leaned back away from her sex gasping as my cock began pulsing in her mouth. She dutifully sucked me until as I was empty. I laid there for a moment panting, with my head spinning from the experience. She finally pulled her lips off me and turned around to face me.

“How was that,” she asked as ran her finger along the crease where her lips met. She gathered an errant glob of cum which she quickly licked from her finger.

“God, it was amazing,” I said. I was suddenly overcome with passion for her and reached for her, pulling her down on top of me. Our lips met, and I kissed her harder than I’d ever kissed her before. She finally managed to pull away from me.

“What’s gotten into you,” she smiled devilishly.

“I’m so thankful to have met you and to be sharing what I am with you,” I replied truthfully. She smiled softly, before I wrapped my arms around her and rolled over so that she was lying on her back. I kissed her urgently a few more times before I began kissing my way back down to her wet sex. I quickly dove in and circled her hard clit with my tongue, while my fingers entered her. I sought her special spot and I teased it insistently. She moaned and arched her hips as my tongue swirled in ever tighter circles.

“Oh, Michael,” she gasped. “Yes, that’s it my sweet lover.”

I licked her firmly while continuing to tease that special spot and she erupted against my face. I didn’t break stride and continued licking knowing she had another release coming soon. I couldn’t have been more than a minute when she squirted again and shortly thereafter another followed by another. I was overwhelmed by the scent of her wet sex and the sounds of her passion. I returned to her clit and was able to make her squirt once more. By that time, my cock gaziantep escort bayan forum had fully recovered and I moved up her body and kissed her as I positioned my cock against her wetness. I looked into her beautiful eyes and I could only shake my head. My feelings were growing for her and I couldn’t face them.

“What,” she asked almost breathlessly.

“Nothing,” I replied, forcing a smile. I hope she believed it. “You’re so beautiful.”

She looked at me curiously, but just as she was about to speak, I pushed my hips forward and entered her. She pushed her head back against the bed and moaned.

“Oh, Michael.”

I pushed in and out of her slowly, enjoying the sensation of her tight wetness. She looked up at me and smiled.

“This is amazing,” she said.

“Yes, it is,” I replied. Her stocking-clad legs moved up and down the back of my own legs with the rhythm of my hips moving against hers. The soft, silky sensation drove me wild and I desired to touch her nylon-covered legs. I leaned back on my heels and my hands rubbed up and down the length of them. Her nylons felt so soft and delicate in my hands. When my hands ultimately reached her feet, I slipped her strappy, 4-inch, tango-style pumps off. I instantly noted the stockings Laura wore were the fancy style that had reinforcements on the toes and heels like I’d seen in men’s magazines. I couldn’t help myself and began kissing her calves, feet and toes as I continued stroking my cock in and out of her.

“That’s really sexy watching you do that,” she said. “You’re turning into quite the leg man.”

“Yes, I am,” I said. “But you’re amazing everywhere.”

“Uh huh,” she smiled as I lightly sucked her toes. “That’s a first for me. I’ve never had someone suck my toes.”

“It’s a first for me,” I replied, with a laugh. “I just love these stockings. They’re so sexy.”

“Good,” she smiled. “I’m usually a woman of convenience and wear pantyhose, but you seemed to enjoy my stockings the other night. I bought these today just for you.”

“Really,” I asked.

“Yes. I wanted to you to enjoy them,” she said.

“I am,” I smiled.

“Mmmm. Fuck me harder, Michael. Make me yours,” she said.

Hearing her say that made me want to make her mine, but she’d been clear from the beginning the boundaries we’d observe. I nodded and began thrusting in her harder and deeper. With her stocking-clad feet on my shoulders, I could enter her fully. I relished the thrill of my ball sack slapping against her ass. She looked deeply in my eyes as I pounded her forcefully.

“Oh god, that’s so good,” she moaned. “You’re just so sexy and handsome, Michael.”

“You’re so sexy and beautiful,” I panted. She smiled and moved her legs back around my waist. Her hands reached for me.

“Kiss me, baby. Kiss me while you fuck me,” she said. Our mouths met in a flurry of passion. It made me fuck her ever harder. Her hips bucked off the bed to meet me.

She pulled me closer to her and wrapped her arms around me. She moaned in my ear.

“Oh, god. That’s it Michael, don’t stop, baby,” she said.

“Huh uh,” I groaned. I was losing control of myself quickly.

“Oh, I’m almost there,” she groaned. “Oh, Oh. Oh, Michael!!”

“Laura, I’m going to cum. Oh, my sweet, beautiful Laura. I love, nnnghhh, uh,” I said. In the heat of the moment, I’d almost slipped. The passion and desire I had for her had made the feelings I had for her grow like a forest fire. I slammed my cock in her a final time and felt myself erupt. She held me close to her, her hands rubbing my back as I finished. Finally, I rolled over and laid next to her. She rolled over on her side and looked at me intently.

“What was that at the end,” she asked.

“I don’t know. I got a little too caught up in the moment,” I admitted.

“Baby, we’ve discussed this,” she said sternly.

“I know we have. I’m sorry,” I replied rolling over on my side to face her.

“Michael, what are you feeling, honestly,” she asked.

“Lots of things. I mean the things we share make me feel so close to you. And they’re supposed to be shared with someone you care about,” I said.

“Yes, I know, but we agreed that this was just going to be fun,” she reminded me.

“I know we did,” I said and rolled over on my back.

“Michael, if you’re feeling like this, we better end things now. It’ll be easier now than it ever will be in the future,” she said quietly.

“Laura, no. Please that’s not what I want. I’m sorry. It’s going to be okay. I promise,” I said.

“I’ll never live with myself if I break your heart, baby,” she said. “I thought you understood what we were doing.”

“Laura, you’re not going to break my heart. I do understand. It’s going to be fine,” I insisted. I truly did hope it was going to be fine. I didn’t want to consider if things ended between us. She reached over and ran her fingers through my hair.

“I know I’m probably making escort bayan gaziantep a mistake, but I’m not through with you yet,” she said.

“You’re not,” I said as I turned to face her. She shook her head and smiled at me.

“No, I’m not,” she said.

“Good,” I leaned over and kissed her. She brought her hand to my cheek.

“Remember what I said though,” she said. “That was your only chance.”

“I’ll remember,” I said.

“I’m glad to hear that. We have a wonderful thing between us the way things are,” she said.

“We do,” I agreed before I gently pulled her head to my chest.

—

The following Thursday morning, I pulled into Laura’s driveway at 3:15 in the morning. To my surprise, her Ferrari was sitting in the driveway. I knew she never left it out overnight. I grabbed my bags and walked to the front door. She must have seen my headlights since just before I put my key in the lock, the door opened.

“You’re awake, I see,” she smiled. She was wearing very casual wear for her consisting of a t-shirt and long spandex leggings. She still looked amazing.

“Barely,” I said.

“Come in, I’ve got coffee ready,” she replied.

I followed her through the house to the kitchen and noticed she already had two mugs of coffee poured. She handed me one and I sipped it quickly trying to get my eyes open a little further.

“We take off here at 4 and land in New York about 6:30. Our next flight leaves at 8 and we’ll be in Paris in time for dinner. I made reservations yesterday,” she smiled.

I was still half asleep as I tried to compute the times. Paris was several time zones ahead of us and it would be a 6 or 7-hour flight at least. I looked at her curiously.

“How are we going to be there in time for dinner,” I asked.

“I have my ways babe. You’ll see,” she said. “Come on, we don’t want to be late.”

I grabbed my bags and looked around for hers.

“Honey, my assistant picked up my things last night. They’re already on the plane,” she smiled.

“Okay,” I grinned. We walked outside, and she directed me to park my truck in the garage for “safe keeping”. Probably more to keep it from getting towed in this neighborhood I smiled. After I parked my truck, I walk out to find her holding the keys to the Ferrari.

“Can you drive a manual transmission,” she smiled.

“Seriously,” I asked.

“Yes, but let’s not get too crazy,” she laughed.

“Never,” I smiled.

I walked to the driver’s side door smiling like a kid that just got his first bicycle. I couldn’t believe I was getting to drive a fucking Ferrari. She got in on the passenger side and after I adjusted the driver’s side seat, I joined her.

“I don’t think they had your proportions in mind when they built this one,” Laura laughed.

“Hey, I fit,” I smiled. I started it up and listened to the purr of the engine. Holy shit, I thought. I eased out of the driveway and left the neighborhood at a respectable speed. I approached the on-ramp for the interstate highway and I knew I didn’t need to floor it at this time of day to merge, so I kept it about 40-45 mph.

“She’s not used to being driven like this,” Laura smiled. I looked at her questioningly and saw her smile again and nod. I immediately downshifted and pushed the accelerator to the floor. We were pushed back in our seats as the car accelerated past 70. I shifted gears and we were doing over a hundred miles per hour when we hit the interstate. When I shifted into 5th we were doing 140 and still climbing. There was not a headlight in sight, but I knew I probably didn’t need to press my luck. Damn, that had been such a thrill.

“Wow,” I said as I gradually slowed down.

“Yes. It’s fun, but I’ve had far too many speeding tickets. My car insurance is outrageous,” she smiled at me in the darkness.

“You can afford it,” I laughed.

“Maybe, but I’ve never had a single accident,” she said. “I just like to get where I’m going on time.”

She directed me to the private side of the airport and I pulled up in front of a hanger.

“Just park here. One of my guys will move it inside later,” she instructed. I nodded and pulled into a spot close to the door. After grabbing my bag, I followed her to the entrance. We walked through the door and I glanced across the hangar and saw a Boeing 737 sitting there. I slowed my pace and looked back and forth between her and the airplane. She stopped and looked back.

“What,” she asked.

“You said you had your own plane, not an airliner,” I said in shock. “I was thinking you had a Lear jet or something.”

“What? It’s an airplane,” she laughed. “And it’s very nice, too. I have a nice big bed, a bathroom with a shower, just about everything. The only problem is she can’t fly to Paris without stopping, but I have something a little more exciting planned for that trip. Come on.”

We continued walking and reached the plane. There was a ladder and we started up it, where we were greeted by who I assumed were the pilot and co-pilot. Laura shook both of their hands before she turned to me.

“David and Tom, this is Michael. His mother works for me and she said that he was wanting to visit his cousin in New York, so I told her he could come with me this morning,” she smiled.

“That’s great, Ms. Parker,” David smiled. “We feel a little weird when the cabin crew outnumbers the passengers.”

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My little sister Kara was a pesty pain in the ass when we were growing up. We fought constantly about the stupidest things. But as we grew a bit and both moved into puberty, we enjoyed a friendly sibling rivalry. We were the only two kids in our family and always seemed to compete for the most attention and accolades from our parents. If I got a good grade in school, she would scowl about it and work to beat me the next time around. If she won an award running track, it would motivate me to try even harder to do better on the basketball team. We kept each other motivated, taunting each other with each other’s latest conquest. Looking back on it now it was all quite silly.

Being competitive with each other built a mutual respect despite our constant arguing. I certainly grew much fonder of her as she matured and her self-confidence grew. It almost seemed like over-night she had blossomed into a beautiful girl. By the time she reached her senior year in high school, she no longer felt like she had to prove herself to anyone. I was one year her senior and it’s always good to have a big brother to stick up for you.

Kara was 5 ft 8 inches tall and weighed about 130 lbs. She had toned legs and wonderfully textured skin that always seemed to keep a tint of color, never pale. At age 18 she had 36c breasts. But to me her most prominent feature was her perfectly rounded ass! God, I swear I spent hours on my summers home from college laying in bed late at night fantasizing about grabbing and licking that ass of hers. I had felt guilty about it at first, but as time went on she transitioned into much more revealing clothing. She had caught me a few times staring at her ass and I was sure that she liked the attention.

One night while our parents were out on a date, I was sitting on the couch watching TV. It was getting late and I could hear the shower going downstairs as my sister got ready for bed. Several minutes later she came up stairs in a low-cut silky pajama top with matching bottoms that were very short and hugged her ass tightly. I had never seen her wear it before and my mouth must have gaped open as I stared at her. I watched her as she walked to the sink and out of sight. Although I would never plan to bed her, I couldn’t help but look every chance I got.

I heard her stop in her tracks and take a few steps backwards, back into sight. She looked at me with her sassy little smile.

“What’s wrong Jason? Trying to catch flies with that mouth?” she playfully asked with a big sheepish grin. .

“What?” I asked, looking up at her and trying so hard not to let me eyes roam her body. “What are you talking about?” I wasn’t about to admit it to her. She would have liked that too much.

“What, isn’t your Sandra giving you any?” she joked, sticking out her tongue like a little kid and wiggled her ass at me. It was true. I had been dating Sandra for just a few weeks and we hadn’t had sex. I had been pretty frustrated about it as my hormones had definitely been racing, especially with my sister constantly showing off her eye candy.

“Shut up Kara!” I reacted angrily. “If you’d wear some modest pj’s that didn’t make you look like a hooker, I wouldn’t look!” She seemed surprised by my angry retort and could tell she’d hit a nerve.

“Oh, poor baby.” she mockingly whined. I jumped up from the couch after her and she giggled and darted for the stairs. I got there just in time to give her a good smack on the ass as she raced down to her room, laughing.

Later that night I was laying in bed, beating off to the thoughts of my sisters’ hot little body. My eyes were closed and I was imagining in my mind what she looked like naked. My mind wondered her body, seeing her perfect tits. Her tight ass. Did she have a hairy pussy? Just as I was about to cum, I opened my eyes and the tiniest bit of movement caught my eye at my door. Everyone was asleep, I had thought, and failed to close it all the way. The shadow moved away quickly. I wondered if my sister had been watching me and that thought brought me to the brink. I shot my load and let out a big moan. The next day, there was no indication that my sister had seen me and I decided it was nothing.

Anyway, a year later I was in college and dating one of my sisters’ older friends. Her name was Cassie and she was a real knock out! She and my sister had met in her biology class the year prior and brought her over to study one night. She was one of the most beautiful creatures I had ever seen. She had a classic, sweet “girl next door” smile. Her tits were not quite as big as my sisters; a 34b. She was also just a little bit rounder. She was 5 ft 5 inches and 145 lbs. Cassie also had a super fine ass that gave me an instant boner the first time I saw here. From then on I would hang out around the house when she was over just to get a good glimpse of her and flirt a little. A few weeks later we were gaziantep kızıl escort bayan dating and she and my sister became even better friends. When Cassie & I weren’t together or if I was at basketball practice, she was hanging out with my sister. They became best friends.

A few weeks after we started dating Cassie like doing it at the park and inside a phone booth at the pier. One-time she talked me into doing it in her room when her parents were home. I was scared to death and she was always pushing me passed by comfort limits, but the thrill really turned her on and who was I to say no? Although it was risky and time and worried me from time to time, it was a real turn on for me too.

She was awesome! And to a 19 year old boy who had been a virgin up to that point, it seemed like she did it all! She’d suck my cock, let me do her from behind and allowed me to discover that my favorite part of sex was giving it to her up the ass! After I fucked her ass for the first time, I became much more worried that she would tell my sister the things that we did. Even though my sister and I had been cool with each other lately, I was afraid it wouldn’t take much for my sister to get me into trouble with my parents the next time we had an argument or think that I was some kind of sex freak.

“What are you worried about?” Cassie asked. “Kara is my best friend and anything I tell her in confidence would stay that way.”

“Look, she’s my sister and I really rather she not know all the stuff we do, you know? Besides, it wouldn’t take much for her to use it against me with our parents.” I’d say.

“Relax Jason, I won’t tell her.” But I just wasn’t sure and the way she said it didn’t convince me. So, I just stopped worrying about it and enjoyed the ride!

One weekend our parents went out of town and I was home from college, leaving Kara & I to our own devices. To me that meant I could bring Cassie over get to fuck her in my own bed for the first time. For Kara, it meant she could sneak away over night without my parents knowing and could go to a popular bar over the state line with some of her friends, which allowed under aged drinking. My sister was a bit of a lush and had taken a swig out of my dad’s liquor cabinet from time to time, but nothing serious. I think she was just looking to blow off some steam.

About an hour after my folks left Kara had her bag packed and was heading out the door. She was wearing a tank top that showed off her young, ample tits and a mini-skirt that didn’t leave too much to the imagination. I couldn’t help but wonder is some lucky guy would get a piece of that tonight.

I picked up the phone and called Cassie. She was there soon after and we wasted no time getting down to business. Cassie was super sexed up that night for some reason and took our time fucking in every room of the house! We started in my room, then the living room, on my parents’ bed, in the kitchen and on top of the washer & dryer. It was exhilarating for us both to be able to just walk around the house naked, fucking freely and like rabbits! I felt so naughty and seemed to turn Cassie on even more than me. It was an exhibitionist’s fantasy come true!

I had Cassie on the dryer, my hands under both sides of her ass, holding her up just slightly. I was pounding her pussy as hard as I could and she was getting louder and louder by the second. Sweat poured down her chest and onto her tits. I licked her nipples, which stood straight up like erasers when I would.

“Oh YES! Fuck me like a slut!” she screamed. I loved it when she talked dirty. I grabbed her ass even tighter and hammered her sweet pussy like a mad man. We both came simultaneously with intense orgasms.

She leaned against the wall and I on top of her, both of us gasping for air. It amazed to me know how long we could fuck for. I looked at the clock on the wall and it had been 2 hours since she walked in the door and dropped her shorts, exposing the fact she had not panties on.

We rested for a few minutes. The sight of it all; her breasts heaving as she was catching her breath, her hair matted to her forehead with sweat. I looked down at her sopping wet teenage cunt. Cassie had a well trimmed pussy and right now, it was dripping with my cum. My dick started to get hard again. She looked down and saw that my 7 inch cock was starting to grow again.

She smiled wide and wiggled her tongue at me playfully.

“Hey, you know what we haven’t done yet, honey?” she asked. “We haven’t fucked in Kara’s bed yet. We gotta do it! Come on!” She hopped off the dryer in excitement and pulled me by the hand down the stairs. I felt hesitant about it. Though we had fucked every where else, it seemed weird to do it in my sisters’ room. But it did sound exciting.

We entered my sisters’ room. It had been a while gaziantep köle escort bayan since I’d been there. I noticed the pink flowers painted on the walls, the picture of her and Cassie at the beach, in a frame on her bedside stand; and the full length mirror on the closet door, next to the door, across from her bed and this was sounding better already. I wondered, did Kara watch herself when she masturbated? The thought of it made me shutter in excitement and my cock was now rock hard.

Cassie popped down onto the bed, excited to do it in her best friends’ room. “I just love that mirror.” She cooed. “Come fuck me on my back so I can see your ass in the mirror while you fuck me!” she demanded.

“Yes m’am!” I said and wasted no time jumping on top of her, pushing cock into gaping pussy. I started out slowly, having just come. I wanted to make this last as long as possible. I pulled out and rubbed the tip of my dick on her little nub, gently rubbing it up & down.

“GOD! I love it when you do that!” she quietly moaned. “You know all my buttons, don’t you baby?”

“Considering how much we’ve fucked, I sure hope so.”

Cassie lifted her legs over her head, giving me wide access to her pussy. She looked behind me at the mirror, obviously watching my ass in the mirror behind us. “Oh yea, keep doing it just like that.” she said.

I continued to play with her clit, occasionally popping my dick in her for a quick thrust, then going back to her clit again. She really liked this, as she would moan even louder every time I thrusted in. With each thrust, her eyes roll back, her mouth open; obviously in ecstasy. Each time her eyes would go right back to the mirror.

“Oooh, Jason…” she moaned. I knew this meant she wanted to talk dirty because it was the only time she’d use my first name when were screwing. “Does that feel good for you too?”

“Oh, HELL YES!” I exclaimed.

“It feels kind of naught doing it in Kara’s room, doesn’t it?” she asked. Her eyes were a little squinty, like she was drunk. Her had a big, sexy smile on her face as she said it and continued to glance at my ass in the mirror.

“Yeah, it kind does” I breathed. “It’s hot having that big mirror there.”

“Have you ever seen her naked?” Cassie asked as I stroked her wet pussy with my rod. I was a little surprised by the question, but willing to go with it.

“Not since we were kids,” I said.

“Well I have. She’s a sexy girl.” She said slyly. Now I was curious. I continued to fuck her but just a little bit faster now.

“When did you see her naked?” I asked.

“Oh, I’ve seen her change a few times. She got a hot bod!” I could see where this was going and my naughty side liked the dirty talk. “Don’t you think she does?”

“I don’t know, she’s my sister.” I played it cool. I didn’t want to answer that question, truthfully, too quickly.

Cassie stared at the mirror. “Well, yeah, but she’s a girl. I’m sure you’ve noticed her. Don’t be shy, I won’t think any different of you. I think it’d be kinda hot if you did.” She winked at me. She was smart. She knew how to encourage me.

“Well, ok. Yeah, I guess.” I said. Her pussy felt so good right now that I’d talk about whatever she wanted. She could do worse than ask me about my sexy sister. I grabbed her tits and starting rolling her nipples in my fingers.

“Ooooooh, that feels good.” She closed her eyes and laid her head back in pleasure. “What do you like most about her body?” she persisted.

“I don’t know, I guess her ass. She has tight little hips and she shows them off a lot.”

“Yeah, I like that about her too. But, my favorite has to be her tits. I bet they would feel so good to touch. Mmmmmm…” I was really starting to like this and it was making me really hot. My girlfriend, who is my hot sisters’ best friend, was fantasizing about her while I fucked here. God, I was so hard. I held back from cumming with all my might to make this last as long as I could.

As I pounded her pussy, I started going for long, deep strokes. She started to moan louder, signaling her approval. A few more strokes and I heard a quiet noise at the door, lick a socks or something on the carpet. I turned to see Kara, my sister, standing in the door way bare ass naked with a hand on her pussy. She looked at me right away, winked and put her finger to her lips tell me to be quiet with a big smile.

Was I dreaming? Could this really be happening?

I continued to grind into Cassie as Kara quietly made her way over to the bed and stood next to her. I could now see my sisters’ ass for the first time and it was even sexier than I had imaged. The shape of her ass was perfect! Cheeks that just scream to be fucked!

My sister leaned down and took one of Cassie’s nipples into her mouth and began to gently suck it. gaziantep kumral escort bayan Cassie’s head immediately popped up in confusion, as I would have had to shift my body a bit to reach them. She looked down at her tit and she it was Kara sucking on them. She looked very surprised, but the look on her face told me that she quickly accepted her new found ecstasy.

“Oh my GOD, Kara! YES! Oh GOD, YES!” Kara slowly took her nipples into her mouth, sucking tall knobs like a cock. Cassie grabbed the back of my sisters’ head and pulled her firmly into her titties. “OH FUCK!” she moaned.

Kara was pushing her hips against my leg like she wanted to climb on top of her best friend and I was happy to oblige. I pulled my cock from Cassie’s pussy and let my sister take the top. I stood back just far enough that my cock was touch my sisters’ thigh, and I began to touch and gently caress her sexy, naked ass. Her butt was so beautiful and I could see her tight little rose bud. But I didn’t dare do more than that. Kara moaned, either to let me that she liked it, or she was just really enjoying sucking her best friends’ tits.

Cassie put her legs around Kara and pulled her down on top of her. My sister scooted up and they began to kiss so erotically, sucking on each other’s tongues. She started grinding her pussy against my girlfriend mound and she returned the favor, rubbing their pussies on one another. My sisters’ pussy was shaved clean, bare as could be….and now I knew.

Their hips moved in unison, stroking their pussies on the others, making out like two long lost lovers. I continued to stroke my sisters’ ass and moved my hand down just a little bit lower on one of the strokes, rubbing my finger across her pussy. It was very wet. Kara seemed to ignore this so I continued to rub her pussy, becoming bolder with each stroke.

I let my finger slide further, now also stroking Cassie’s pussy every other one. They rubbed each other harder and with greater force, both of now moaning loudly. “Oh my GOD Kara. Fuck me, fuck me! I’ve wanted you for so long!”

“Me too.” My sister breathed. “Seeing you two getting it on and talking dirty about me…..I couldn’t help but join you.”

“I’m so glad you did. Sooooo glad you did….”Cassie giggled like a little girl who had just opened a Christmas present to find what she really wanted. “Can you do something for me?” Cassie asked.

“Anything” my sister said matter-of-factly.

“I want you to eat my pussy and let Jason fuck you! God, that would be so hot I’d just cum all over you right away!” I was shocked at the question, yet nervously waited her response. Would this ruin everything? Surely my sister would be re-pulsed and storm from the room.

Kara immediately slid down the length of the bed and positioned herself, preparing to dig into her best friends’ pussy, her ass now up in the air, right in front of my cock. I was suddenly a little dizzy.

She looked back at me with a big smile and said “Here’s your one and only chance big boy. Don’t waste time. I’m sure not….” And with that, she dove into my Cassie’s pussy like a pro, licking her clit like a true lesbian.

Kara, nearly yelling, sounded “Ahhhhhh!”

Before ripping into her little love hole, I stared at her smooth, bare ass and focused on her rose bud. I couldn’t pass that up. I leaned in a rimmed her ass with my tongue, pushing my tongue into her. She jerked in surprise, but seemingly not displeasure. She started to moan and wiggled her little ass in approval.

I licked from the top of her crack to bottom, getting a good smell of her pussy, before returning to the top. I repeated this motion several times, to her vocal approval of “oh my GOD that feels so good!” before stepping back.

I stroked the length of my cock one time, her ass now sopping wet from my tongue. I slowly pushed my finger tip against her ass hole, rubbing in a circular motion, loosening her up for what was to come. She paused and looked over her shoulder at me, glancing at her ass.

“And just what do you think you’re doing?” she asked with uncertainty.

“Sis, I’m gonna pound your pussy. But first, I going slide this big cock up your teasing little ass!” Without waiting for a response, I pushed the head of my cock into her tight hole. Her eyes immediately grew wide and she gasped as I entered here. I could tell I was going to be her first anal fuck.

“OH FUCK. He just put his cock up my ass!” my sister whispered to Cassie. “Ah shit, it’s feels so big!”

“Go easy on her Jason,” Cassie pleaded. “If I was you, I’d fuck it too. But this is her first ass fucking. Don’t hurt her.”

“I won’t, but I just HAVE TO DO THIS!” I lustily explained.

I pushed slowly, but firmly into her chocolate cove until I reached the top, feeling her ass gripped around the length of my dick. I looked down at her ass, my balls now against her thighs and I felt a great deal of satisfaction. I had wanted to fuck that ass for years, and here I was with my cock all the way up her tight fucking asshole, buried between those sweet cheeks.

I was careful not to hurt her more than necessary, giving her 7 or 8 long, slow strokes and enjoying every minute of it. Just enough to watch her ass vibrate in response to my force.

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Chapter 3 Seattle Escapade

It was Friday morning, and I was due to be at the Hazelwood’s residence as usual to look after Ethan and Cody. I got a call earlier this morning from both Stephen and Alexia asking me to accompany them on a weekend trip to Seattle for Alexia’s conference to which I immediately agreed, of course. In the back of my mind, I knew that Alexia was going to be preoccupied with all her meetings and dinner receptions and she would have to voluntarily attend which meant that I would get my chance to be with Stephen at most times of the day and night. I was particularly excited, so I began to pack my bags immediately.

I decided to pack one suitcase, and a carry-on. I had checked the weather in Seattle prior to packing, so I knew the weather was going to be warmer than average. I decided to bring along a couple of conservative looking swimsuits, as well as three very risqué swimsuits so that Stephen could stare at my tight, hot body for hours on end while at the pool.

I then began to pack some short tight dresses, as well as conservative clothing so Ethan, Cody, or Alexia, would not get suspicious. I also secretly packed my two favorite vibrators, three pairs of sexy lingerie, and my red and black stilettos, to surprise Stephen. I then proceeded, to dress very casually since I was heading over to their residence where Alexia was going to be around.

I put on a pair of black Victoria’s Secret yoga pants, a loose fitting gray hoodie, and a pair of converse sneakers so that I would be comfortable on the plane. Underneath, of course, I had to wear my white lace Victoria’s Secret bra and matching thong, just in case Stephen wanted to have a little peek of coming events while on the plane.

I glanced at my watch and saw it was 9:30 and I knew that I was going to be late if I did not hurry. I grabbed my bags and all of my other necessities for the trip and was out the door. I hopped into my beamer and proceeded to make the short drive to their residence. Arriving at 10:00, the first to greet me were my favorite blonde fraternal twins, Ethan, and Cody. They ran up to my car as I was getting out and gave me a warm, welcoming hug.

Shortly after, I walked them to the door and was greeted by the handsome Stephen Hazelwood. He was looking amazing as always, and I slowly felt myself go weak in the knees when I saw him. He was dressed in a white v neck t-shirt, light wash denim jeans, and sandals. This man really knew how to make my pussy-dripping wet with desire. I could feel the wetness in my thong, slowly trickling down my leg. So naturally, I began to start a conversation with him.

“Hi Stephen,” I said, nervously.

“Hi Darcy,” he said, with a huge smile on his face.

“Well, don’t just stand there silly, come inside,” he said willingly.

“Thank you, Stephen, I think I will.”

Stephen walked in front of me with Ethan as I followed behind him with Cody in my arms, and we began to make our way to the living room to meet Alexia. I made my way to the sleek and modern leather couch, and Stephen sat down on the other end of it. He was staring at me again, with those piercing and mesmerizing blue eyes of his, and I could feel my pussy making that wonderful swishing noise when I crossed and uncrossed my legs.

He knew I was getting hot for him; he could see it in my flushed complexion and my eyes. I wanted to tear off all of his clothes and just fuck him right there on the couch. I could give a damn if Alexia caught us; hell, I wanted her to catch us. I slightly began stretching my legs towards him and began to tease him slightly by pulling down my yoga pants to reveal my lace thong, which made his jaw drop instantly. As if on cue, I could slowly see his member coming to life under his tight denim jeans.

“You look beautiful, Darcy. You still manage to look amazing even in your most comfortable clothing,” he said with great anticipation.

I began blushing and then mischievously said, “Well thank you, Stephen. You know I love it when you compliment me.”

Shortly after, Alexia walked through the door. She looked beautiful and stunning as always. She was dressed in a white blazer, a crème top (which accented her fake tits perfectly) black dress pants and nude heels. Wow, my jaw dropped when I saw her. She was more dressed up than I was; she had to be since she would be in back to back meetings all day once we would land safely in Seattle.

“Good Morning, Darcy!” Alexia said, happily.

“Good Morning, Alexia. You look absolutely stunning! I love your outfit!” I said.

“Thank you, Sweetheart. I am so thrilled that you are joining us on this trip. You have no idea how much we love having you as our sitter,” she said with utter excitement.

“Thank you so much, Alexia. You know, anything to make it easier on you both. I love being with Ethan and Cody so much, and it truly is an honor working for you both,” I said happily.

“Shall we get going?” Stephen said as gaziantep ateşli escort bayan he got up from the couch.

“We shall!” Alexia Said.

I smiled at the both of them and grabbed Ethan and Cody’s belongings as they ran to their parent’s side. I walked behind them and noticed my bags were already gone. Confused, I quickly noticed that a huge black stretch limousine was already in front of the house, and the driver had loaded my bags as well as the Hazelwood’s belongings into the car. I was completely shocked! I had never ridden a limo to an airport before; they certainly knew how to indulge in life, and I loved it!

We then all proceeded to get into the limo, and we were off to LAX. Inside the limo, the boys we’re bouncing off the walls and I had to calm them down by giving them a show to watch on my iPad as I began to start a conversation with the Hazelwood’s. But before I could say anything, Alexia interrupted me and said…

“Darcy, would you care for a glass of champagne?”

“Sure, if you insist! I would not want to be drinking too much in front of the children; I wouldn’t want them to get the wrong impression of me.” I said nervously.

“Nonsense! Here, have a drink with us! Think of it as a reward for all the hard work that you have done around here for us,” she said.

“I’d like that, thank you again, Alexia.”

I began to take a sip of the delicious Napa valley champagne as we made our way into LAX. The driver opened the door for us and we immediately headed to the Virgin America kiosk to check in for our flight. The lady handed the Hazelwood’s and I our boarding passes and took our luggage. I quickly glanced down to see my seat number, and saw that I was sitting in First Class! Holy shit!! I screamed internally to myself in excitement. I asked the Hazelwood’s if there could be some mistake and that I would be comfortable in coach.

“Oh my god, are you two sure about this seating arrangement?”

“Yes, Darcy. You are our most treasured sitter, and you must have the best. Besides, you should always feel the most comfortable when you are traveling with us,” Alexia said.

“Thank you both, so much! I really cannot thank you enough!” I said happily.

“Darcy, it truly is our pleasure to have you accompany us on this trip, so let us thank you for that,” Stephen said with utter excitement, while giving me a sexy wink.

I followed the Hazelwood’s to the airport club, and was immediately given something to eat prior to our flight. Shortly thereafter, we left for our gate and in order to board the plane. I proceeded to walk down first in front of Stephen, while Alexia had Ethan and Cody attached to her side. I wanted him to glance at my round and tight ass that he loved so much, and I knew he could envision my white lace panties through my tight yoga pants. I fucking loved teasing him this way.

We made our way to our seats and noticed that Stephen had purposely purchased the seats so that I could sit next to him with Alexia in the far back with Ethan and Cody at her side. I quickly offered to switch my seat with Alexia, but she refused. She said again that I deserved it, and she was going to rest a bit since she pulled an all nighter in the ER the night before. Hell, I don’t blame her. If I were an ER Doc, I’d do the same. Sleep was her best friend, and Stephen knew exactly what fun he wanted to have with me for the next two and a half hours. I glanced over at Stephen, as I found my seat next to him.

The white plush leather seats felt amazing and incredibly comfortable; I just wanted to fall asleep in them. I grabbed a blanket that was placed near me, and decided to sit cross-legged. Stephen could not take his eyes off of me as he kept checking back at the kids every now and then, and also at Alexia to make sure she would be completely asleep. We then were prepared for take-off, I held onto the seat, then felt Stephen grab my hand gently telling me everything was going to be alright.

About 20 minutes into the flight, Stephen got up to use the restroom while checking on the kids and Alexia once more. He noticed that she had on a sleep mask so it was nearly impossible for her to see anything from all the way back there. In exactly two minutes, he was back and looking better than ever.

“I’m so glad I got to sit next to you” I said, as I bit my lip almost innocently.

“I know. I put our seats next to each other on purpose, baby” he said in a hushed tone.

I blushed when he called me, baby. I loved it. I then could feel his hand slowly slip under the blanket, and I quickly glanced at the other businessmen in the row near us. Luckily, they were too preoccupied on their MacBook’s so I knew that we were safe for the time being. Stephen’s masculine hand found its way to the inside of my yoga pants and then slowly to my protruding pussy lips. He then proceeded to whisper in my ear and said, “Don’t moan bakımlı escort gaziantep or else.” I nodded back at him, staring him deep in his hungry blue eyes and said, “I promise”. He then began to stick one of thick fingers, inside of me.

Oh god, it felt so fucking good. I had been begging for his fingers to be inside of me since I walked through the door. I let out a quiet, soft moan, letting him know that I wanted more to be inside of me. He then began to thrust his second finger in and out of my tight pussy and I could feel my pussy walls gripping around the thickness of his fingers. He then rhythmically began finger fucking my tight hole over and over, until I was just about to reach orgasm. Then, being the biggest fucking tease ever, he slipped his fingers out of my dripping wet pussy, and began to stick them into his mouth and sucked on them hard.

“Mmmm, you taste delicious. Do you know that?” He whispered seductively into my ear.

I stared into his eyes hard, almost as if I wanted to ravish him there and then, in front of all of the other passengers.

“I need to get my cock inside of your hot and wet pussy right now,” he said, whispering into my ear. “Come with me to the restroom right now, I can’t wait until later.”

I agreed, and began the short walk to the restroom, ahead of Stephen, so nothing looked suspicious. Shortly after, I saw Stephen following me to the back of the plane to the restrooms. I opened the door, and Stephen followed me in then pushed me against the sink, closing the door behind him. He quickly pulled down my yoga pants and thong and unzipped his jeans, noticing he was commando this morning. I could not fucking believe it! And then, before I could say a word, he began to stick his rock hard 9-inch cock inside of my tight cunt.

I let out a soft moan as he began to pound me harder and faster, while whispering into my ear once again, “This is what you’ve been wanting, huh? This is what you’ve been craving all day; you’re such a hot little minx. I fucking love your tight cunt, gripping my shaft.” I began moaning a bit louder now, and placed his hand over my mouth to contain my moans. “Yes baby, oh fuck yes! Mmmm fuck me harder baby, I want to cum hard on your cock,” I said willingly.

Stephen then began to drill me even harder and faster until we both collapsed into a euphoric orgasm. We quickly fixed ourselves up, and he left the restroom first just in case, so nothing looks suspicious. I then waited about 30 seconds before following him back to our seats. Shortly after we got to our seats, the captain’s voice came on the intercom informing us that we were about to descend into Seattle.

I glanced back at Stephen once more in a mischievous smirk, and then glanced back towards Alexia and the kid’s seats and saw that Alexia was starting to wake up. She smiled at me sweetly, and I did the same. I could feel Stephen’s hot cum inside of me, and I felt it slightly oozing out of thong and inside of my yoga pants.

After landing in Seattle, I quickly jumped in front of Stephen to grab my carry on from the overhead bin and sat down to allow him to do the same. Afterwards, the Hazelwood’s and I departed the plane and made our way to collect our luggage from the carousel. It was my first time in Seattle, and the city looked stunning. We then made our way outside, only to have yet another luxurious car waiting for us, this time, a Black Cadillac. “Wow, they really know how to impress people, don’t they?” We got into the back of the Cadillac, and once again Stephen sat next to me while Alexia sat in front with the driver. The twins began to doze off since they were pretty tired from the flight. Seattle was absolutely breathtaking.

I could not stop staring out the window; so many mountains and it reminded me of New York City, but only on the West Coast. Stephen put his hand on my lap and I quickly felt my heart skip a beat, as I gently brushed it off warning him that Alexia only a few feet away from us. The car took a slight right off of Seneca Street, from the Alaskan Viaduct Way, then made a right onto Union Street where we had arrived at our destination; the Four Seasons hotel, in downtown Seattle.

My jaw dropped in unison with the twins as we both viewed this palatial property. I was shocked. This hotel was beyond one of the classiest and most elite hotels in all of Washington. I was about to enter the hotel, looking like a hot mess with my undone hair, minimal makeup, and not to mention my outfit. I felt slightly embarrassed, as we made our way into the front of the hotel, where the valet opened my door and welcomed us to the hotel.

Ethan and Cody grabbed my hand, and I followed them with the Hazelwood’s in front of us as we made our way inside. The Hazelwood’s immediately headed over to the front desk to get us our room keys, while I waited with Ethan and Cody in the lobby. Shortly after, the Hazelwood’s and I made gaziantep bayan escort our way to the elevators and up to our floor.

We were staying on the 14th Floor, the presidential suite. As we made our way into the room, my jaw dropped almost instantly one more time everything was so modern and elegantly stylish. I was in complete awe. Alexia quickly glanced at her watch and saw that she was going to be late for her meeting if she did not hurry.

“Uh-oh; looks like I’ve got to run! I’ll catch you guys later tonight. Stephen darling, don’t wait on me, looks like I’ve got to make a trip down to the hospital as well after the meetings,” she said.

“Have fun, Sweetheart” Stephen replied almost excitingly.

“Goodbye, Alexia. Boys, say goodbye to your Mother,” I said immediately.

“Bye momma.”

Within seconds of Alexia being gone, Stephen got a call from her Alexia’s parents saying that they desperately wanted to see Ethan and Cody. He did not even hesitate to say yes! They were going to pick up the boys in 30 minutes from the front of the hotel.

“Boys, Grandma and Grandpa are going to pick you two up in 30 minutes!” He said with excitement.

“Really, Dad? Yay! We get to see Grandma and Grandpa!” They both jumped up and down with excitement.

I was relieved! I did not have a care in the world for the rest of the afternoon and into the late evening; well except to fuck Stephen’s brains out for the rest of the afternoon.

Their father gave them each a hug goodbye then escorted the boys into the car where Alexia’s parents told Stephen the boys would be staying over at their place tonight.

Stephen could not believe what he was hearing! He almost thought it was meant to be, and of course, too good to be true. Stephen said goodbye, and almost ran upstairs back to the suite, where he and Darcy were going to have insatiable marathon sex.

After making it back to the 14th floor, Stephen proceeded to walk into the spacious suite.

I gave him a reassuring look, seeing the hunger in my eyes. I wanted his cock inside of me over and over, and he knew it. Stephen then grabbed me off my feet, and carried me over to the bed. He threw me on it like a wild animal. “Oh fuck yes!” I screamed internally as he climbed on top of me. I immediately began undressing him, tearing off his jeans and shirt, and he nearly ripped my hoodie and yoga pants off.

He peeled off my bra and thong, then immediately pushed me back on the king bed, spread my legs open violently, and began to ravish my freshly shaven and silky smooth cunt with his tongue and fingers. I let out a much-needed loud moan and I was free to do so, now that he and I were all alone. “Oh yes, Oh yes Fuck baby, your tongue feels so good inside of cunt. ” I screamed as he licked my pussy skillfully and proceeded to stick three of his thick fingers inside of my tight cunt.

My eyes rolled to the back of head, and I was moaning even louder now. I could not take it; I needed his cock inside of me. “Stephen, please fuck me with your cock. I need your cock inside of me, baby,” I said hesitantly. “Oh baby, you have no idea how much I’ve wanted to fuck your hot cunt all day long!” He said as he proceeded to stick his throbbing cock deep inside of my pussy, hitting my G-spot. I screamed as he began to fuck my pussy, hard and deep.

He then flipped me over so that I was straddling his cock. I slipped his throbbing cock inside of my pussy and I began to bounce up and down on his shaft, deeper and faster. I was dying to orgasm but Stephen quickly flipped me over so that my ass was in the air and he began to lick my pussy from behind all the way up to my tight asshole.

His tongue felt so fucking good, having never experienced anything like this before. No boy had ever licked me from my tight asshole all the way up to the back of my pussy. It felt so fucking orgasmic. Stephen then began to stick one of his thick fingers inside of my tight asshole.

At first it hurt a little, but then my body got used to his thick finger, so he decided to put another one in to stretch it out even more. I started to scream in pleasure, as he penetrated my tight asshole with his index and middle fingers. Stephen and I were going to have anal for the first time. He then began to slowly work his cock inside of my tight asshole, and I felt the walls of my ass gripping around his shaft as he began to thrust in and out of it nice and slowly.

“Does that hurt, baby?” He said, with a reassuring smile. I shook my head. “No, babe. It feels really good. Please fuck my ass, harder,” I said, with a devilish look in my eyes. He then put one hand on my hip, and grasped me harder as he began to thrust into my ass, hard and fast. Each thrust, sent shockwaves directly to my pussy, preparing it for my long awaited orgasm. I could feel my body start to quiver and shake, and I could not fucking take it anymore.

“Oh fuck baby, I’m going to cum, oh shit, mmmmm yes, fuck yes, ohhhhh.” I almost collapsed into the bed, when Stephen quickly turned me around and said, “I want to shoot my load, inside of your pussy.” He then quickly pulled out his cock from my now stretched asshole, and began to enter my pussy, hard and rough just the way I liked it. Stephen began to fuck my aching cunt violently, until finally, he shot all of his delicious cum inside of the walls of my cunt.

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Coulybaca / Black Demon

Comme sa première année de fac se terminait, Tad Skipper Harmon pensait retourner chez lui pour l’été.

Cela avait été une bonne expérience en attendant de rejoindre l’universi-té d’état que de vivre cette année de sport étude, mais cette fac était située dans une petite ville universitaire où on faisait tout pour supporter l’équipe locale.

C’était très différent de l’importante communauté dans laquelle il avait grandi, une banlieue d’une grande ville.

Bien sur le fait d’être une vedette de l’équipe lui valait un maximum d’at-tention de la part des filles du coin dont nombre tombaient amoureuses de lui.

Mais pour Skipper rien ne pouvait remplacer la vie sociale qu’il envisa-geait de mener de retour chez lui, une vie sociale qu’il entendait orienter nettement vers le sexe.

Bien sur, il avait copulé avec nombre de ses coreligionnaires féminines, mais il ne parvenait pas à satisfaire ses appétits de luxure, il avait surtout envie de se faire des femmes mariées fidèles et sophistiquées.

C’est l’été précédent que tout avait commencé, juste avant de quitter la maison pour gagner l’université, une opportunité qui l’avait follement excitée et stimulée comme jamais il ne l’avait été auparavant.

Comme il allait fréquenter une classe de sport étude, Skipper ne voulait pas que ses parents aient à lui envoyer de l’argent, d’autant plus qu’ils avaient déjà ses trois cadets qui fréquentaient le lycée et qu’il avait obte-nu une bourse scolaire.

Sa sœur aînée avait déjà suivi les courts d’une haute école de com-merce sans le concours financier de leurs parents.

Skipper n’avait rien contre le fait de travailler durement, en fait, il aimait tous les types de travail en plein air sous le soleil qui lui permettaient en outre d’entretenir sa forme.

Il avait déjà tondu des pelouses lorsque plus jeune il cherchait à se faire un peu d’argent de poche, il avait décidé de reprendre cette activité fruc-tueuse.

Comme il était la vedette locale d’une équipe de football briguant le titre universitaire, beaucoup de gens le connaissaient et encore plus depuis qu’il avait été élu joueur de l’année.

Chacun avait lu dans les journaux qu’il attendait de rejoindre l’université d’état et tout le monde ne cherchait qu’à l’aider en lui confiant des petit travaux comme la tonte des pelouses.

Lorsqu’il suivait les cours de troisième du collège, il avait développé un gros penchant amoureux pour la nouvelle prof qui, en milieu d’année madame Harris qui prenait sa retraite.

L’adorable mademoiselle Terri Collins sortait tout juste de la fac munie de sa maîtrise d’enseignement.

Skipper aurait bien voulu passer ses journées en classe pour la voir et l’admirer.

La nuit il rêvait d’elle, il bandait alors comme un âne et avait appris du coup à se masturber.

Dès lors, après cette année de classe Skipper faisait toujours le détour pour passer devant sa classe pour lui faire un bonjour amical et la saluer amicalement.

En quelques années, Skipper était devenu un féministe très pratiquant, un vrai tombeur comme le surnommait ses copains.

Etant donné sa popularité et son bagout de nombreuses filles étaient impatientes d’enlever leurs petites culottes pour se donner à lui.

Comme Skipper n’était pas particulièrement timide, il couchait avec cha-que jolie fille qui en manifestait l’envie.

Chaque fille qui obtenait de lui un rendez-vous savait à quoi s’en tenir, elle allait ôter sa petite culotte et écarter les cuisses en grand sans lui demander d’enfiler un préservatif.

Lors de ces années lycées, de charmantes jeunes filles durent prendre du recul avec le lycée pour des raisons familiales…

Les familles cherchaient à tenir les choses secrètes envoyant leurs filles prendre soin de leurs vielles grands-mères où aider leurs tantes.

Mais bien entendu, c’était pour cacher le fait que leurs petites filles s’étaient fait engrosser alors qu’elles fréquentaient encore le lycée.

Pour certaines raisons inexplicables, elles refusaient toutes de livrer le nom de leur suborneur dans le but de protéger Skipper.

– Bonjour madame Wallace… Cria Skipper pour couvrir le son de la ton-deuse en souriant à la jeune femme de ses rêves.

Son cœur battit la chamade lorsqu’elle lui répliqua gentiment :

– Bonjour Skipper…

En la voyant poser des plats sur la table il remarqua sa nervosité, il se demanda tout de suite pourquoi elle était si nerveuse…

S’étant tapé bien des nénettes ces dernières années, c’était le type de réaction qu’il voyait de temps à autre lorsqu’une fille était stressée en le voyant.

Comme elle l’invitait à faire une pause et se joindre à elle pour siroter une boisson fraîche, il arrêta le moteur de la tondeuse empoigna sa chemise qui pendouillait sur son pantalon et s’en servit pour essuyer ra-pidement sa sueur.

Il remarqua alors qu’elle était vêtue fort élégamment et l’en complimenta escort gaziantep yabancı bayan :

– Waow… Vous êtes vraiment ravissante madame Wallace!

Il remarqua alors qu’elle rougissait comme une jouvencelle alors qu’elle balbutiait en retour :

– Oh… Je… Je.. Je dois me rendre à un repas de la ligue féminine un peu plus tard!

Il se rappela alors qu’effectivement monsieur Wallace lui avait demandé de venir tondre assez tôt car sa femme devait organiser un repas de la ligue féminine le lendemain, c’est ainsi qu’il comprit qu’elle s’était habillée ainsi pour le recevoir, se donnant l’excuse de devoir se rendre à un re-pas.

Une fois qu’elle se fut assis sur une des chaises du patio, il empoigna une chaise et s’assit tout près de son ex maîtresse d’école.

Il savait qu’il s’était assis un peu trop près d’elle pour une relation nor-male d’ex élève à ex prof, d’ailleurs un long frisson nerveux la parcourut toute entière.

Sachant maintenant l’effet qu’il lui faisait délibérément Skipper avait lais-sé sa chemise ouverte sur son torse alors qu’il se tenait tout proche de sa ravissante ex prof.

Alors qu’ils discutaient de son départ pour l’université d’état Skipper l’avisa qu’il devait reporter la date de son départ à l’issue de son camp d’entraînement d’août, lui rappelant combien lors de ces camps ses amis et sa ville lui manquaient.

Lorsque que madame Wallace posa sa petite main manucurée de frais sur sa main droite pour le réconforter, un frisson nerveux courut le long de sa colonne vertébrale.

Récupérant rapidement de ce frémissement il en profita pour capturer son autre main dans sa main gauche.

Ce qui avait débuté comme un geste tout à fait innocent de sa part faisait maintenant battre le cœur de Terri.

Son ancien élève, maintenant un séduisant jeune étudiant retenait sa main entre les siennes.

Les yeux baissés, respirant avec peine elle sentit Skipper jouer avec son alliance.

Elle voulait désespérément libérer sa main mais n’en trouvait pas la force, perdant toutes forces alors qu’il caressait lascivement sa main et son bras.

Elle ne savait pas quoi penser lorsqu’il lui confia :

– Depuis cette époque ou vous évoluiez dans la classe, je rêve de vus chaque nuit… Si vous saviez… A quel point j’ai été déçu et dé-pressif lorsque j’ai appris vos épousailles avec monsieur Wallace!

Son ancien élève se tenait près d’elle lui avouant qu’il pensait à elle, rê-vait d’elle toutes les nuits alors que justement elle s’était vêtue ainsi pour retenir son attention.

– Oh mon Dieu… Qu’ai-je fait en m’habillant ainsi pour lui? Pour quoi ai-je enfilé une tenue sexy pour lui plaire? Frémissait Terri en regroupant ses esprits, en enlevant sa main de son tendre piège.

Elle repoussa sa chaise en arrière, elle voulut se lever, sa chaise faillit tomber dans son dos alors qu’elle balbutiait :

– Je… Skipper… Je… Je dois partir rapidement… Pour arriver à temps à mon déjeuner avec mes amies…

Skipper observait attentivement la femme de ses rêves qui se préparait à se ruer dans sa maison pour lui échapper.

Il remarqua que dans sa hâte, elle avait mal refermé la porte coulissante qui était restée entrouverte.

Il ne voulait pas laisser passer cette occasion en or qu’elle lui offrait invo-lontairement, il se glissa discrètement dans la maison et verrouilla la porte coulissante dans son dos.

Regardant autour de lui il remonta le long vestibule s’approchant de son but… Leur chambre conjugale!

Jetant un oeil discret il vit l’adorable madame Wallace, lui tournant le dos, penchée sur une commode, cherchant visiblement à reprendre une attitude normale elle haletait sourdement.

– Bordel, ce qu’elle est bandante! Pensait Skipper alors qu’il s’ap-prochait, il tendit la main qu’il posa gentiment sur sa taille, à ce contact inattendu elle haleta :

– Ahhhhhhhhhhh… Non… Skipper… Nonnnnnnn… S’il te plait… Je t’en prie… Tu… Tu n’as rien à faire dans ma chambre! Va-t’en! Je dois me rendre à mon déjeuner!

Se rapprochant encore d’elle, son corps venant au contact du sien, il lui murmura à l’oreille :

– Vous êtes si bien habillée… Si sexy juste pour me plaire, n’est ce pas madame Wallace? Vous mentez au sujet de ce repas à la li-gue féminine, n’est ce pas? Monsieur Wallace a consulté votre agenda, il mentionnait ce repas à la date de demain… Vous vous êtes habillée ainsi juste pour moi, n’est ce pas madame Wallace?

La sentant frissonner, entendant son sourd halètement, il écarta large-ment ses doigts posés sur sa taille, l’encerclant quasiment.

Terri ne parvenait pas à regrouper ses esprits, pas avec ce séduisant jeune homme si près d’elle, la touchant intimement.

Elle frémit et grinça des dents en sentant les doigts de son jeune élève ouvrirent les boutons de son corsage pour se couler sur la chair de son estomac pour la caresser encore plus intimement

– Skipper… genç escort gaziantep Non… Je t’en prie… C’est… C’est mal… Je… Je suis mariée… Et tu es… Tu es un ancien élève… frissonna-t-elle en priant pour que ses supplications l’amènent à cesser ses caresses si enivrantes, lui permettant de préserver sa fidélité envers son ma-ri!

Se pressant contre elle, il lui grignota le lobe de l’oreille avant de titiller l’intérieur de son oreille.

– Je vous aime madame Wallace! Je vous ai toujours aimée… Et maintenant je vous veux… Je veux vous faire l’amour… Et vous aussi, vous voulez qu’on s’aime, n’est ce pas? Vous brûlez d’en-vie que je vous fasse l’amour? N’est ce pas madame Wallace? Lui soupirait-il tendrement.

– Ohhhhhh… Ohhhhhhhhh Skipperrrrrrrrrrrr… Ahhhhhh… vagit-elle alors que sa main empaumait un de ses nibards au travers de son soutien-gorge de dentelle.

Sentant ses tétons s’ériger entre ses doigts, Skipper continuait à l’allu-mer alors que son autre main commençait à déboutonner son corsage.

Une fois son chemisier ôté de sa jupe il s’attaqua à deux mains à son soutien-gorge le repoussant au-dessus de ses tendres mamelles.

Skipper commença alors à malaxer et triturer ses nichons, les amenant à se raidir sous l’indéniable l’excitation, ses tétons étaient dressés comme des petites gommes, il adorait entendre son ex-prof si sexy gémir alors qu’il la caressait intimement.

Totalement sous l’emprise du plaisir qui lui octroyait les caresses de son jeune ex-élève, elle ne put qu’agripper le rebord de la commode pour s’éviter de défaillir.

– Ohhhhhhhhh… Oooooooohhhhhhhhhh… Frissonnait-elle, yeux fermés alors qu’il lui mignotait lascivement les nichons, une ca-resse que jamais personne, à part son mari ne lui avait décerné, et surtout pas des étudiants en mal d’amour…

A cet instant, défaillant sous caresses, Terri oubliait totalement son che-misier qu’il lui ôtait tendrement le laissant choir au sol.

Il en advint de même lorsqu’il lui dégrafa son soutien-gorge, descendit les bretelles sur ses bras, la jolie pièce de dentelle tomba à son tour sur le sol de la chambre.

La robe déboutonnée, la fermeture éclair descendue, son léger vêtement tomba sur ses chevilles?

Quelques secondes plus tard il roulait sa petite culotte de dentelle sur ses hanches puis sur ses mollets avant de rejoindre sa robe tirebou-chonnée sur ses hauts talons.

Stupéfiée par la force de Skipper qui l’enlevait comme une plume dans ses bras, Terri drapa son bras autour de son cou pour ne pas tomber, les lèvres de son ancien élève prirent alors goulûment possession des siennes.

Lèvres entrouvertes, elle frissonna alors que l’épaisse langue de Skipper dardait dans sa bouche qu’elle inspectait alors minutieusement, en ré-ponse elle l’entoura de la sienne.

Bien que confiant en lui-même Skipper ne parvenait pas encore à croire en sa bonne fortune alors qu’il tenait sa ravissante ex prof entre ses bras l’embrassant passionnément.

C’était un rêve que d’avoir la somptueuse madame Wallace entièrement nue dans ses bras à l’exception de ses hauts talons et de sa petite culotte pendant à sa cheville droite.

C’était d’autant plus émouvant que c’était la première fois qu’il allait par-tager le lit d’une femme mariée, une jeune femme mariée aussi ravissante que sophistiquée, et de plus sur le lit conjugal du couple.

– Ooooooooooo… Oh, mon Dieuuuuuuu… Skipper… Skipper… Que me fais-tu? Frémit Terry alors qu’il l’allongeait sur son lit.

Elle frissonnait de plaisir, son corps était parcouru d’ondes lubriques, qui émanait de son sexe avidement léché par son jeune amant.

– Ohhh… Oh… Oh, mon Dieuuuuuuuuuu… Ahhhhhhhhhhhh… Gé-missait-elle le corps secoué de sursauts convulsifs alors qu’un intense orgasme la terrassait sous les lèvres de Skipper qui dégus-tait son petit clito érigé.

Jamais Terry n’avait expérimenté des sensations aussi fantastiques!

De fait jamais un homme n’avait enfoui son visage entre ses cuisses, même pas son petit mari.

Elle avait juste lu dans des magazines ce que voulait dire “se faire brou-ter le minou”.

Il était évident que les rôles de prof et d’étudiant étaient inversés, l’inno-cente petite prof apprenait les joies du sexe par son ancien élève qui s’avérait un excellent professeur.

Terry sentait des flashs électriques escalader ses flancs alors qu’elle s’arquait pour lui permettre de mieux savourer sa foufoune engorgée de sang et de cyprine.

Et maintenant, cuisses grandes écartées elle sentait le sang s’accumuler dans ses babines charnues, un éclair traversa soudain la tête de Terry en réalisant sa faiblesse.

Elle avait fait don de sa virginité à son mari lors de leur nuit de noce et voilà qu’elle se préparait à lui être infidèle.

Elle était sur le point de commettre un adultère, et de plus sur leur lit conjugal… Et pire encore, avec un de ses anciens élèves.

Elle ne pouvait gaziantep gerçek resimli escort bayan dénier le fait qu’elle voulait que Skipper lui fasse l’amour, qu’elle n’avait aucunement l’intention d’arrêter en si bon chemin… Mais Terry réalisa soudain que Skipper était prêt à la posséder sans prendre aucune précaution.

– Skipper… Ohhh, Je ne veux pas que tu t’arrêtes… Mais… S’il te plait… Je t’en prie, enfile une capote… S’il te plait… Je t’en prie, Skipper… Tu… Tu risques de m’engrosser… ” le suppliait-elle mi-sérablement.

Il n’était pas question pour Skipper d’arrêter pour enfiler un préservatif.

De fait ça rendait sa conquête encore plus excitante.

Il tenait dans ses bras sa charmante maîtresse d’école, elle tremblait sous ses caresses alors qu’il pressait son gland turgescent contre sa fentine juteuse.

Il avança un peu son pubis en entendant la somptueuse madame Wallace gémir de plaisir, il frissonnait follement en l’entendant vagir :

– Skipper… Oh, Skipperrrrrrrrrr… S’il te plait… Sois gentil… Ohh-hhhhh, mon Dieuuuu… Ton pénis est si groooooosssss… Pleurnichait-elle misérablement en sentant son épieux de chaire s’engouffrer profondément dans ses profondeurs, elle gémissait comme jamais elle n’avait gémi tant son plaisir et sa douleur étaient grands.

Et encore n’était-ce que le début alors que son amant se retirait de quel-ques centimètres pour se mettre à la labourer énergiquement.

Elle avait orgasme sur orgasme, elle nouait ses jambes dans le dos de son jeune amant, alors qu’il l’entraînait vers de nouveaux orgasmes.

Lèvres collaient à celles de son jeune amant, langue visitant sa bouche, bras et jambes verrouillées dans on dos Terry succomba à un nouvel orgasme alors que son ancien élève explosait profondément en elle.

Un flot de foutre jaillit dans son intimité, un torrent de foutre qui lui emplit la cramouille, c’était encore une sensation nouvelle pour elle, son mari utilisait toujours des préservatifs quand ils faisaient l’amour.

– Ohhhhhh… Skipper… Skipppeeeeeeeeerrrrrr… Pantela-t-elle lon-guement.

Ils dormirent dans les bras de l’un l’autre, imbriqués l’un dans l’autre comme seuls des époux devraient l’être, ils s’éveillèrent en même temps.

Ils s’étreignirent fiévreusement s’embrassant passionnément avant de se livrer à une nouvelle séance de baise, la grosse bite de Skipper coulis-sait toute à son aise dans sa foufoune inondée.

Jamais le lit des Wallace n’avait subi une séance amoureuse aussi vigoureuse à ce jour, il couinait et craquait de toutes ses membrures, la tête de lit frappant en mesure le mur sur lequel elle s’appuyait.

Tard dans l’après-midi, alors que Skipper emplissait les derniers sacs à ordure d’herbe coupée, il releva les yeux et vit arriver la voiture de mon-sieur Wallace.

Skipper savait que dans la chambre, la ravissante femme du proprio cherchait actuellement à aérer les lieux après avoir frénétiquement changé les draps souillés de sperme avant que son mari n’arrive.

Comme monsieur Wallace pénétrait dans l’arrière cour pour le saluer et lui serrer la main, Skipper se marrait intérieurement de serrer amicale-ment la main de cet homme dont il venait de séduire et baiser la femme pendant toute la journée.

Ayant suborné une jeune femme heureusement mariée pour la première fois, Skipper ne parvenait pas à croire ce sentiment de plénitude qui l’emplissait, lui rendant sa conquête encore plus savoureuse.

– Bordel quel bon coup! Bientôt madame Wallace se relèvera la nuit pour lui donner le biberon afin d’arrêter ses pleurs! Gloussait-il en son fort intérieur.

Puis la pensée d’un challenge lui vint en tête :

– Combien de paisibles et fidèles femmes mariées n’attendent qu’un jeune comme moi pour se vautrer dans leur lit?

Il ne lui restait que six semaines avant de rejoindre l’université, il était conscient que cela risquait de prendre un certain temps pour se glisser dans la petite culotte d’une autre jeune femme mariée.

L’épisode avec madame Wallace était très différent, il s’agissait de son ancienne maîtresse d’école et il la connaissait depuis des années.

Il était déterminé à ne traiter les pelouses que des maisons où il savait pertinemment que de ravissantes jeunes femmes demeuraient en com-pagnie de leur mari et de leur famille.

Comme la banlieue était relativement petite, Skipper connaissait presque tout le monde et s’il se posait des questions sur le lieu de résidence de certaines beautés, il pourrait se servir de l’annuaire téléphonique.

La chance semblait lui sourire, Greg Foster, un de ses coéquipiers l’invi-ta à venir vider une bière en sa compagnie un vendredi soir.

Comme ils n’avaient ni l’un ni l’autre l’âge de consommer des boissons alcoolisées, son copain l’informa que ses parents ne faisaient pas trop attention à cela.

Ses parents seraient là, mais ils ne les gêneraient pas, ils voulaient juste que pas un de ses copains n’aient d’accident au sortir de chez après avoir bu quelques bières.

Skipper savait que madame Eileen Foster était ravissante, car il l’avait déjà admiré à plusieurs reprises, il se demandait s’il parviendrait à se glisser dans sa petite culotte maintenant qu’il avait une certaine expé-rience des femmes mariées.

Autour de la piscine des Foster, garçons et filles faisaient la fête, Greg avait invité ses parents à participer à leur petite fête.

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Frankie had been doing the same thing every summer since he was 14; mowing the lawns for the local housewives of his neighborhood for some extra cash. Most paid him well, and he had a series of regular clients. Most people wouldn’t think looking at him that such a friendly and dependable kid would also be successfully running his own lawn mowing business. Now, 18, this would be his last summer of mowing lawns as he was leaving for college in August. Frankie was a handsome young man, with light brown hair and blue eyes, and thanks to his lawn mowing job, had developed a nice firm shape to his 5’11” body. He even had a set schedule that he stuck to faithfully. Every Tuesday and Friday, he’d start at Mrs. Green’s house, then Mrs. Thompson, Mrs. Young, who would feed him lunch, then visit Mrs. Packard, and end at Mrs. King’s house, who lived next door. The ladies always looked forward to his visits, and at the end of summer, would always tip him well with money, or gift cards to his favorite store. His favorite was Mrs. Young, because she always fed him and allowed him a rest before he had to move onto his next client. She was also the one he was the most attracted to and would fantasize about many nights alone in his bedroom. He dreaded Mrs. Thompson’s because her husband was often there and would criticize him for not mowing the lawn correctly, but wouldn’t do it himself. He also wouldn’t let Mrs. Thompson give him a tip when he was around, which was too often.

Mr. and Mrs. Thompsons had to go out of town for a wedding and Frankie was told not to mow their lawn during their absence. Mr. Thompson felt Frankie was a punk looking to rob their house because his mother wasn’t married and he was earning money to help her pay the bills. Mr. Thompson had no idea how hard Frankie’s mother was working, or how Frankie’s father had abandoned them both when Frankie was a baby. Frankie disliked Mr. Thompson, but liked Mrs. Thompson, and wondered why such a nice woman was with such a cruel man. Mrs. Thompson told Frankie if he would mow the lawn upon their return, she’d pay him extra, even if she had to sneak the extra money to him through one of the other neighbors (like Mrs. Young.) Often, Frankie would tell Mrs. Young how much he wished Mrs. Thompson would leave Mr. Thompson, but said he’d always mow her lawn if she asked, even for free, so Mr. Thompson wouldn’t be angry with her.

That first Tuesday the Thompsons were gone, Frankie started his day as usual, going to Mrs. Green’s house early, and mowing her lawn. She liked it when he’d start early so she could enjoy her nicely mowed lawn all day. She slipped him an extra ten bucks, a kiss on his cheek, and thanked him for his time. Frankie trekked to the Thompsons’ before he remembered they weren’t home. He decided to go to Mrs. Young’s house, and get an early start. He knew he was too early for lunch, and wouldn’t be able go to Mrs. Packard’s until his normal time, as she wouldn’t be home from her job, and she liked to be there when he worked. He had never gone to Mrs. Young’s house so early before, so when he arrived, he was surprised to see her wearing a low cut t-shirt, and shorts. Her long blond hair hung loosely over her shoulders and her blue eyes sparkled. Mrs. Young was the only other divorced woman on the block and she worked from home. She greeted Frankie with a smile and a cold glass of fresh lemonade.

“Thank you Mrs. Young,” he said smiling.

“I figured you’d be thirsty, but why are you so early? Mr. Thompson being extra mean today?”

“They’re out of town for a wedding,” he said.

“Oh, right,” she said. “I forgot Millie mentioned that. They’ll be gone all week. And I’ll bet that skin-flint Mr. Thompson won’t let you work while he’s gone.”

“Yeah,” said Frankie. “But Mrs. Thompson said she’ll pay me extra when she gets back to mow her overgrown lawn, even if she has to give you the money.”

Mrs. Young smiled and said, “If she gives me any money for you, I guarantee you’ll get it.”

“Is it too early for me to start?”

Mrs. Young’s smile changed, taking on an almost wicked quality. “No Frankie, it’s never too early to start.”

Frankie wondered what she meant, but decided not to push it. He proceeded to mow her grass and when he was finished, he came into her kitchen. There, on the breakfast bar, was another glass of lemonade and a sandwich with some chips waiting for him. Mrs. Young smiled as he sat down to eat.

“Hot today,” she said.

“Yeah,” he said. “Hotter than normal.”

“What are you going to do when you’re finished here?”

“Don’t know,” he said taking a bite of his sandwich. “Mrs. Packard and Mrs. King work and they like to be home when I work so they can make sure I do what they want.”

“You sure it isn’t so they can watch such a fine young man work?”

Frankie started to choke. He wasn’t sure, but he thought she was flirting with him. When he stopped coughing, he asked, “What do you mean?”

“Frankie,” she said as she rubbed his shoulder. “You’re a handsome young man. I know I’ve Ankara travesti enjoyed watching you mature over the last four years from a gangly boy into a fine young man. And old ladies like me love to watch handsome young men work.”

Frankie blushed and said, “Mrs. Young, you’re not old.”

“Hell boy!” she cried. “I’m in my 40’s. When I was your age, a boy like you wouldn’t look twice at me.”

“Bullshit!” he cried. “You’re gorgeous! I mean, you’ve got a smoking hot body and trust me when I say, I’d do you if you were my age.”

Mrs. Young’s smile grew and she asked, “What about now?”

“Now? Well, I ugh-“

Mrs. Young started to laugh and said, “It’s okay Frankie. You don’t have to answer that.”

Frankie had fantasized about Mrs. Young since he first started working for her. She was the source of his first wet dream, and he had long wanted to find out if she was real, or silicone. He didn’t want to tell his best customer how he really felt, for fear she’d fire him on the spot. Yet, he couldn’t shake the feeling she was teasing him, taunting him with her body. She had never dressed so provocatively before, and she was feeding his desires.

“Mrs. Young,” he said. “I like you a lot. You’re a real nice lady.”

“But I’m also as old as your mother,” she said.

“I just don’t want you to fire me.”

“Why the hell would I fire you Frankie?”

Frankie blushed and said, “I don’t know.”

“Frankie,” she coaxed.

“Mrs. Young, I think about you. A lot.”

“How so?” she asked.

“I think you’re hot. Like, really hot.”

“And you’re afraid if you say that I’ll fire you?”

“Yeah.”

“I won’t,” she said. “In fact I’m flattered.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay,” he said smiling.

“So, what is your girlfriend going to do when you leave for college?”

“I don’t have a girlfriend.”

“Oh come on Frankie, you can tell me the truth.”

“Honestly. No girlfriend. We broke up months ago.”

“Why?”

“Why? Oh, I… ugh… that is… well… Mrs. Young, can I be honest with you?”

“Sure.”

“We broke up because I wanted to, and she didn’t. See, I didn’t want to go to college never having done it before.”

“You mean sex?” she asked.

“Yeah,” he blushed.

“Are you a virgin?”

“MRS. YOUNG!” he cried blushing. He couldn’t believe she was being so friendly, or asking him such personal questions. She had never talked to him like this before, and he was starting to wonder why.

“Oh Frankie,” she said smiling. “It’s okay. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

He hung his head for a few moments, then looked up and whispered, “Yeah.”

She hugged him, pressing her breasts into him and said, “Oh my dear sweet boy. Whoa! You need a shower!”

“Yeah,” he said. “Sorry about that.”

“I have an idea, why don’t you take a quick shower in my bathroom. Then you’ll feel better and it will help you kill time before you need go to Mrs. Packard’s house.”

Frankie sighed. The sound of a shower did sound nice, and it meant he would be able to stay at her house a bit longer. “Sure that would be nice.”

Mrs. Young escorted Frankie to her bedroom. He had always wondered what it looked like, and now here he was, standing in her room. Her bed was on a raised hardwood base, her dressers and end tables matched. Her bed was made with a blue comforter and lots of pillows. She handed him some clean towels and offered to wash his clothes, but he said he was fine. Her bathroom connected to her room, and the shower and toilet were in a separate smaller room from the sinks. She told him to take as long as he wanted and left the room. Frankie stripped down, turned on the shower, and when the water was warm enough, he shut the door between the shower/toilet room and the sinks, and stepped in. The warm water ran down his body and he leaned into the showerhead, and let the water just run down his naked body.

He never heard the door open, or the moving shower curtain, but he felt her hand on his back. Frankie jumped and saw Mrs. Young, standing before him in the shower, naked. Her hair was only slightly damp, and her breasts were as magnificent as he’d imagined. He started to speak, but she grabbed his face and kissed him, forcing her tongue into his mouth. He didn’t resist, but wrapped his arms around her and kissed her in return. Her naked breasts pressed against his hard chest and his now growing erection was pressing into her stomach.

“Mrs. Young?”

“Shhh,” she said. “Don’t talk, just trust me.”

She kissed him again and their tongues danced together in their erotic coupling. When they separated, she poured some shampoo into her hands and began to wash his hair. He leaned over so she wouldn’t have to stretch to reach him. She scrubbed his hair, then moved so she could rinse it. Then she took some soap and a washcloth and washed his body. She stared at his shoulders, and arms, then turned him around and scrubbed his back. Her movements were slow, and Konya travesti gentle. She cleaned every inch of his back, then turned him around and began on his chest. His breathing was ragged and shallow, as she washed his arms, his chest and his stomach.

His mind raced but he couldn’t think or process a rational thought. Was he dreaming? Was this really happening? She dropped to her knees and washed his feet, his legs, and his knees. His cock was rock hard and in her face. She gently washed it, then turned him to rinse it off. With one hand, she cleaned his cock, and the other washed his ass. She turned him back to her, and slipped her mouth over his freshly washed cock. He fell back into the wall of the shower and moaned. His mind spun as all he could process was the incredible feeling he was experiencing as she gave him his first ever blowjob. It didn’t take long before he reached a massive climax as he screamed and filled her mouth with his seed. To his shock, she didn’t spit it out, but swallowed it all.

He lifted her up and kissed her hard, pushing her into the shower wall. His thoughts and senses were starting to come back and he wanted to feel the breasts and body of this woman who was here with him now. His hands trembled as he began to touch her breasts. They responded to his touch, and her nipples became even harder. “May I wash you now?”

She smiled and nodded. He moved her under the water until her hair and body were wet. He got some shampoo into his hands and gently washed her hair. She purred and smiled as his hands worked her. He rinsed her hair and then asked, “What else do I do?”

She smiled and said, “See that bottle of conditioner?”

“Yeah.”

“Put that in my hair, but don’t rinse right away. Usually I wash my skin then rinse my hair after.”

“Okay,” he said.

Frankie grabbed the conditioner and massaged it into her hair. Then he took the same cloth she washed him with, and washed her body. He started at her shoulders, and washed her arms and freshly shaved armpits. He noticed the soft sent of her deodorant mixing with the soap and it fueled his arousal. Just as she had done to him, he turned her around and washed her back, slowly, thoroughly. Then he turned her around, kissed her softly, and began to wash her breasts. Her nipples hardened under his touch as she gasped. He stopped and she grabbed his hand and smiled.

“Don’t stop, please.”

He smiled and nodded. He resumed washing her breasts slowly, making her moan. Her breasts were firm, solid, and he now knew, they were real. He washed them for a while, then worked his way down, washing her stomach, making her giggle. He knelt down, and washed her feet and legs. He was staring at her sex, the curly blond hair covered mound of womanly goodness. He could smell her arousal, and wanted to taste. He leaned his face in toward her, but she pulled away.

Mrs. Young looked down at her young eager lover and said almost breathlessly, “Wash me now and I promise to let you taste me later.”

He smiled as his hand came up between her thighs. She spread her legs and he gently washed her sex. She moaned under his touch. “My ass, don’t forget my ass.”

He turned her around and washed her firm, round ass. He rose and rinsed her body and hair until he was sure all the soap was gone. He may have spent a bit too much time checking her sex, but she didn’t object. Her breathing was hard and ragged; he could tell she was as aroused as he was. She turned the water off, and grabbed a towel. As she was drying him off slowly, carefully, she asked, “Did you like what I did?”

“Yeah,” he gasped.

His cock was quickly growing hard again and she smiled. “My, what a beautiful cock you have Frankie.”

“Thanks,” he moaned.

“You’ve grown into such a handsome and muscular young man.”

She handed him a dry towel and he in turn slowly and gently dried her off. “You’re body, it’s so beautiful.”

“Thank you,” she said.

They stepped out of the shower together, and she led him to her bed. The pillows were gone, and the comforter was pulled back. She climbed into her bed and he quickly followed without question or hesitation. She kissed him as they lay back on her bed. His hands caressed her breasts and she pushed his head toward her aching breasts. He began suckling her right nipple as she moaned. His hand worked her left nipple, then he’d switch and suckle the left nipple and his hand would play with her right. She moaned and squirmed under his weight, and finally, pushed his shoulders down. He kissed down her stomach until he was at the top of her hairline and stopped.

“It’s okay Frankie, please, kiss me, lick me, make me scream.”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said nervously.

“You won’t,” she said. “Just go slowly. Kiss it like you kissed me before.”

“But Mrs. Young-“

“Sandra,” she whispered. “Please, call me Sandra.”

“Sandra,” he whispered.

She reached down to her sex and said, “Kiss me here, please.”

He kissed İzmir travesti where her fingers were and she moaned, “OH YES! DON’T STOP!”

She pulled her hand away, and he continued to kiss her sex. He licked the outer lips, then slowly allowed his tongue to probe inside her pussy. She moaned louder and flexed her hips into his mouth.

“Slip your finger inside,” she whispered.

He wanted to slip his rock hard cock into her, but instead, he slid a finger into her, and could feel the wetness. Her sweet musky scent drove his arousal as he kissed her more. He slid a second finger into her and she responded with moans and cried, “More Frankie! Make me cum!”

He licked and kissed, and when he found her clit, she screamed in ecstasy and her body shook as he was rewarded with the flood of womanly juices covering his hand and face. The taste was arousing in a way that he had never imagined and he greedily took all she was going to give him. He decided he couldn’t wait another moment longer, pulled his rigid penis up, and mounted her. He slipped his rock hard cock into her warm pussy, and slowly entered her. He was amazed that he could feel all of her, and that she took all of his cock. He slowly moved in and out, and she was meeting him with her hips, thrust for thrust. He sucked her nipples while he thrust making her moan. Then he’d straighten up and she’d kiss him, slipping her tongue between his lips. She wrapped her arms and legs around him as he moved faster, and began to pound her. It didn’t take long for her to climax again with a shriek.

“Would you take me from behind?” she asked.

“How?” he asked.

She smiled and said, “I’ll show you.”

She pushed him off her, and quickly got on her hands and knees. He smiled and entered her again, grabbing her hips, and pounding her now. She moaned and soon, another climax, even stronger than the ones before. He reached under her and play with her breasts, kissing her back and fucking her the way he’d always dreamed.

“Oh Sandra,” he said. “You’re amazing.”

“Thank you Frankie,” she gasped.

He fucked her hard and fast, working her sex and making her beg for more. Her ass was in his hands, and he put a finger against her anus. It slipped inside just a little and she screamed, “YES FRANKIE! TAKE MY ASS! MAKE IT YOURS!”

He pulled his hard cock out of her pussy, but quickly realized he had no idea what to do. “How do you want me to do this?”

“Take me to edge of my bed, get some lube from my drawer, and squeeze some into my ass.”

He opened the drawer and saw the tube, then he pulled her to the edge of her bed, and after a few tries, got some lube into her ass. “Won’t this hurt?”

“You must go slowly to make it yours,” she said. “Use your finger, watch what happens.”

Trusting her, he pushed the small pucker with his finger until she released and it slid in. He added more lube and repeated the process a few more times before he was sure he wouldn’t hurt her. Then he stood on the floor, and slowly entered her ass. It was so tight and she gasped and said, “Finish in my ass, please!”

He was amazed when his cock fully entered her. He reached under her and began to play with her clit with his hand as he fucked her incredibly tight ass. He could feel his balls tighten and the feeling inevitability took over. He became an animal as his body prepared for his release of semen. She squirmed and squealed with delight and soon, he felt himself explode within her, making her climax one last time. He collapsed on top of her panting, trying to catch his breath. After a few minutes, he slowly pulled out and kissed her back. He tasted the salty sweat of her skin as she lay there, gasping for air

“Go clean yourself up,” she whispered.

He walked to the bathroom, and washed off his well-used cock. She wandered in after him and washed her pussy and ass. They dressed slowly, and she smiled. “Looks like I wore it down, didn’t I Frankie.”

Frankie looked down and smiled. “Yeah, I guess you did.”

They walked into the kitchen together, and she poured him a glass of lemonade. “I hope you don’t think less of me.”

He took the glass, sat down and asked, “Why would I?”

“Because of what we just did,” she said.

“Oh god Sandra, it was incredible.”

She smiled and said, “Don’t be so informal outside of my bedroom.”

“Yes, Mrs. Young.”

She smiled and said, “I’m not a whore, Frankie. I’m a woman with needs and wants. I’ve wanted to do that since you started mowing my lawn, but I waited. I didn’t want your mother to have me arrested. You’re 18 now, and soon, you’ll be gone. I knew my window of opportunity was small.”

“Why are you telling me this?”

“Because I want you do come back and do this again.”

“Really?” he asked not believing his ears.

She smiled and said, “Really. Just know this, when you go to college, always wear a condom. Not all girls like anal so don’t expect it. I hope I’ve taught you something about making love. Always try to satisfy your partner. Besides, I just couldn’t let you leave me without showing you how special of a young man you are.”

“You think I’m special?”

“Yes Frankie, I do. I also know how important it is to experience sex with someone who is a bit more experienced.”

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Jacks cell rang as he fed the horses. “Hi,” a deep sexy voice whispered when he answered. For a second he did not recognize her voice. “Forgotten me already?” Anita Bryant laughed. “Oh no I’ll never forget you,” he cried, “you’re wonderful.”

“That’s good. My husband said you could put horses in our back paddock. You will have to come up and inspect the fences. They will need somewhere to get water. He heard a giggle as she whispered, “there are a lot of things for you to do up here.”

“Dad wants me to work this weekend. I will talk to him and see if I can get away.”

Don’t leave it too long,” she whispered as she hung up.

Jacks cell rang again at lunchtime. When he heard Anita’s voice, he walked away from his mate Charlie. “What are you doing?” she whispered

“I’m at school its lunch time.”

“I know. I can see you. I was driving past. I am in the four-wheel drive across the road. Can you walk down towards the gate?”

Jack looked over and spotted her. He looked around to find Charlie had drifted away. “Drive down near the bottom gate at the end of the cricket ground. I’ll come down,” he stuttered. He felt his cock grow hard in his jeans as he thought of what this married mum had done to him yesterday. When he reached the gate, she was parked under a tree out of sight from the school.

Anita got out as he approached. She looked wonderful. Her bright red knitted tank top focused his eyes on her large round breasts. He ran his eyes down over her tight white cords but no matter where he looked his eyes kept coming back to her breasts.

Jack looked around to see if anyone was watching, then pulled her close and kissed her. She didn’t object her mouth opened to accept his tongue whilst her body moved until she was like a second skin. Even then she was still not satisfied, her hands hurting him as she tried to pull him closer.

Their kisses became so hot that Jack no longer worried about someone seeing them. He was so horny he would have fucked her here on the road if she would let him. Her moans of delight turned him on just as much as her hand rubbing his cock through his pants.

“We don’t have a lot of time,” he whispered. “Let me roll your tank top down. I want to play with your tits.” He did not give her time to object pulling her tank top down to her waist letting her big milky breasts swing free. Yesterday had been like a dream come true. Mrs. Bryant’s breasts were the first woman’s breasts he had ever seen or touched. To think that she would again let him kiss and suck her breasts made his cock grow harder. He couldn’t help himself. He brought his hands up to cup them. “My god they’re beautiful,” he gasped.

“Suck them sweetie,” she groaned, “they’re full of milk the baby went to sleep before she finished.” Jack was delighted to suck her nipples, his tongue and mouth caressing them until a trickle of milk started to flow.

He was so busy concentrating on her breasts that he shuddered in surprise when Anita ran her hands down to open his zip freeing his cock. He stopped sucking and held his breath when she started to work her hand up and down.

“We have to be quick,” she groaned, “Someone might see us.”

She looked up at him her eyes blazing with lust. “I am so wet and horny I could drag you in the car and take you home right now. Make certain you come to me this afternoon,” she groaned. While they planned his visit to her home that afternoon she kept jerking his cock hard and fast until it let fly and spurted over her hands and their clothes. She laughed and shook her head. ‘My god you are a virile young bugger. That’s ten times more come than my husband blows he just dribbles while you come in buckets.”

They stood beside the sports ground gate. Jack’s cock had stayed hard leaking come over his jeans. Anita’s milk had slowed, her nipples now stood out in the sunlight red and wet from his tongue. Spying their change of color Jack leant down and bit one. He gripped her nipple with his teeth and pulled it out as far as it could go. Holding it there until he felt her squirm, he let it go and moved to the other one.

“That hurts but its lovely,” she moaned. “If you are going to do it do it properly?” She took hold of his head holding him by the ears and steered him from one nipple to the other. She stood up straight and looked around. “We have to go. Leave me with something to remember. Bite my nipples, make them hurt so they will hurt when I’m feeding the baby.” He bit down hard. “Christ,” she groaned, “That’s enough, let’s clean you up. You can’t go back to class covered in come.”

Anita had spent a lot of time last night thinking of Jack. She did not want to cheat on her husband but now she had started there was no going back. She wanted Jack. She wanted his hard young cock that never seemed to go soft. As her husband snored beside her, she had recalled the day’s episode and decided that it could be ok as long as she was careful.

She did not want to destroy her gaziantep escort bayan haberleri marriage. Robert Bryant was a good husband a good provider. His problem was sexual. He wanted a young wife and a family but he was not a lover.

Jack was the answer to Anita’s prayers. He was a nineteen-year-old virgin, young strong and handsome. She had no worries about him moving on eventually knowing that in the meantime, as long as he lusted after her body he would keep her sexual satisfied.

After the meeting with Jack at lunchtime, Anita dropped the baby off at her mothers and raced home to shower. As the water warmed her body, her thoughts returned to what a risk they had taken.

She shook her head angry at what she had done. It was stupid to go near the high school then do what they did on the road. She smiled as she soaped her pussy, it was fun, and she just couldn’t wait to get her hands on Jack’s cock again.

Out of the shower, she looked at her self in the mirror. “I am sure lucky to have such a horny young bugger like Jack want me. I am a married woman with a baby, he should be out chasing college girls but he wants me.” She told herself as she turned around inspecting her body.

Her breasts were large with milk but the rest of her body had returned to the shape that had made men chase after her in the past. She ran her fingers along the lips of her pussy. “I am acting like a teenage slut,” she told herself adding as she laughed, “I love it.”

She stayed in front of the mirror. She though of young Jack as she played with her pussy watching as her fingers made her wet. He would be disappointed at not having lost his virginity yesterday. She groaned and licked her lips, “He’ll lose it if he comes here today. I will make sure he enjoys his first woman.” She laughed aloud. “When I finish with him today he will never forget me.”

Jack rang his dad. “I’ll be home late today I’m going to the Bryant’s they have acreage and they said I could put some horses in their paddock to keep the grass down. I’ll check the fences and see if there is a place where the horses can get a drink before I come home.” To his surprise, his father agreed, “That’s a good idea. Our paddocks are a bit bare now. We have a few too many horses.”

Jack was on tender hooks he could not wait for class to finish so he could visit Anita’s home. His mind had been busy all afternoon thinking of Mrs. Bryant and what they had done together.

He reasoned that she must really want him especially after she had taken such a risk visiting him at school. Now he thought as he left school let me get my priorities right. I want to milk those big tits but most of all I want to loose my cherry. I hope I’m not a virgin when I go to bed tonight.

“Here goes,” he grinned as he propped his bike outside her door.

Anita had seen him coming. She had stripped off her jeans and undies wrapping herself in a plain white dressing gown wearing nothing underneath. “We will do it today,” she whispered to her self as she ran a thick layer of deep red lipstick over her lips.

Jack could not help gasping when she opened the door she was so beautiful. “Come in and close the door,” she said as he grabbed her. She was surprised and delighted when he kissed her roughly pushing her back against the wall.

His hands ripped her dressing gown open and cupped her tits his fingers rolling her nipples. She felt a trickle of moisture leak from her pussy. My god she though, he is hot. His knee pushed between her legs opening them so one hand could reach her pussy He held her tight as his fingers found the button of her clit and pinched it. The shock of that pinch made her come. She pushed his head back. “My god Jack what’s come over you?”

“I want to fuck you,” he moaned his finger working in and out of her pussy.

She grunted when he picked her up in his arms. “What room, Where?” he asked.

She pointed to the closest room. “Over there, there’s a bed in the babies room. She’s with my mum.” He carried her through the door and laid her on the bed. She lay back breathing heavy, surprised at the speed things where happening.

Jack stripped his clothes off stumbling as his jeans hooked on his boots then stood nude with his cock standing out.

“My god,” she cried. “Just look at you, aren’t you excited.” For a minute Jack did not know what to do, he just stood there his cock standing out like a flagpole. She moved over on the bed. “Come over here,” she growled. “Let me look after that virgin cock.”

Jack did not respond. He stood and stared at Anita she was stretched out on the bed her knees half bent her pussy wide open to his gaze. Her milk-laden tits with their large brown areas surrounding her long pink nipples made his mouth dry.

Anita lay back watching this young man admire her body. His eyes swept over her face over to her breasts and on down to her pussy before returning gaziantep escort hikayeleri to stare at her breasts. “Come here love,” she whispered. She cupped her heavy breasts in her hands and pushed them up. “Kiss them, milk them for me.”

“Oh my god what’s got into you?” she groaned when he knelt over her body sliding his cock between her breasts. “Can you suck it,” he whispered. She raised her head, “put another pillow behind my head,” she groaned as the tip of her tongue reached the top of his cock. He moved his cock up and down between her breasts. “Hold them together for me,” he groaned as his hips forced his cock up to her mouth then pulled it away to return again and again.

Suddenly to her delight, his cock erupted. She struggled but could not reach it. He had pulled it back so it would spurt come over her breasts and face. Anita’s face must have shown her disappointment. “Don’t worry, there’s more to come,” he cried. He slipped down until his face was between her legs. “You smell hot and beautiful,” he told her as he laid his head on her legs watching his fingers play with her pussy.

“You’re very wet,” he whispered. “I should be, I came when you pinched my clit out in the hall,” She groaned.

As she spoke, a shudder shot over her body. She jumped. “Do that again,” she gasped as he held her button between his teeth and pulled it like he had pulled her nipples. “Oh, my god” Anita moaned, “that is mind blowing, I’m going to come.”

Jack’s cock rose hard as a rock as he watched and felt Anita’s body change. She shuddered, the flesh of her inner thighs trembled. She arched her back groaning and writhing as he kept the pressure on her clit button. “Oh hell,” she groaned her juices flowing, “Oh hell.” Her hands pulled his hair hard as she cried out. “That’s wonderful.”

She was still savoring the last delights of that wonderful orgasm when Jack moved up over her body and rubbed his hard thick cock up and down the lips of her pussy. She looked up into his eyes they were smoldering with passion he was ready to lose that cherry. “Yes love, do it,” she whispered.

She moved her legs wide to accommodate his young strong body as he sank the tip of his cock in her pussy. He left it for a moment the pulled it out before reentering this time pushing it deeper. My god she thought, it’s thick, as she felt it fill her before sliding slowly down until there was no more.

Jack held his head and shoulders away with his hands so he could look down at her face. This was it, his first fuck. He enjoyed the feeling of her body. He savored the feeling of achievement. He had dreamt of this moment, masturbated as he read books studied pictures watched porno but this was the real thing. He was fucking. “Thank you, you’re wonderful,” he whispered as he felt her pussy gripping his cock.

“Thank you,” she smiled back as she started to move. She wanted this to be special. Her hands gripped his back her fingernails biting. Jack had been in a dream like state until he felt her fingernails bite his flesh. He groaned and moved slowly joining her rhythm as he built up pace.

Within minutes, Anita was moving her body arching her back causing all sorts of sensations in Jacks virgin cock. “Harder,” she groaned, “harder,” as he pounded into her with all the force he could muster.

She watched his face as he rode her hard. He is getting near she thought as his breath become ragged and his legs pushed out behind him. She ran her hands over his balls adding to the pressure of the build up and let her fingers ring the rim of his arse. That’s all that was needed. She felt and heard him groan as his cock spurted and spurted into her welcoming pussy.

Don’t stop,” she moaned as she felt a tingle and a slight shudder hit her. “Don’t stop.” Jack had no intention of stopping. He came and came as he continued to pound her body. Then he knew why she had been urging him not to stop. Her back pushed up from the bed, her fingernails broke the skin on his butt drawing blood as she came moaning and wriggling. He was surprised at the strength of her passion. She was hard to hold.

Slowly they settled, their heartbeats slowed, their bodies slippery with sweat, their breathing noisy. Jack could not lay still for long. He was still hard. He wanted more. He found her hand and placed it on his rampant cock. “Dog fashion?” he asked. Anita smiled as she rolled over on her stomach. Life is going to be good she thought as she felt him run his hands up between her legs.

He lifted her by the hips until she was on her knees. Splaying her legs apart, he entered her and started to stroke.

His driving cock pushed her body forward until her face was hard against the bed. It was lovely. She loved the way his cock filled her on every stroke bumping her forward. She smiled to herself when he lay on her back so he could reach her nipples tweaking and rolling them until milk started to leak. He doesn’t gaziantep escort bayan ilanları need anyone to teach him these tricks she thought.

She was disappointed when his hands left her breasts, but moaned aloud in agreement when his fingers found her clit. “Oh my,” she groaned when his fingers ran around her button in little circles. She was starting to really enjoy his gentle love making when he pinched her button like he had done in the hall. Once again, that pinch proved her undoing. She shuddered and came. My god, she thought how many times is that as Jack’s cock joined her, spurting copiously.

They had only rested for minutes before Jack started to move again. “Your turn on top,” he explained as he lifted her over on to his chest. “I want to play with your tits while we fuck.” We will have to be quick she groaned its five o’clock. Robert comes home at six.” Jack smiled as he lifted her up and held her over his still hard cock. “Let’s do it,” he whispered.

She was riding him hard when she heard a car in the driveway. Jumping off her ran to the window. “Shit its mum bringing the baby back, stay here,” she ordered. She slipped on her dressing gown and fluffed her hair and left.

He heard her open the door. “Hi mum you’re early. I was just going to shower.”

“Whose bike is that outside?” her mum asked.

“Oh that’s young Jack from the homestead general store down by the showground. He is out the back checking fences. Robert said he could run a few horses in our paddock to keep the grass down.”

They drifted away until he couldn’t hear them anymore. He dressed quickly, washing come from his face and body then waited for a chance to leave. Anita steered her mother into the kitchen heaving a sigh as she saw Jack on his bike heading home.

She would not have heaved a sigh of relief if she could have read her mothers thoughts. Young Jack eh, she thought, out the back be dammed. She could smell arousal she saw a spot of what looked like come on Anita’s face.

She had wondered why Anita had wanted her to look after the baby when she was staying home herself, now she knew. She put two and two together and decided Anita had been screwing young Jack.

She knew she was right when she asked on leaving. What’s that young mans name?” I must go down to that store. I have never shopped there before.” The worried look on Anita’s face said it all.

Jack was working in the store cleaning up before shutting for the night. He looked up when the door opened and a woman entered. “Can I help you?” he asked “we are about to close.” The woman looked him over. “You must be Jack, she said her voice pure liquid gold.

“Yep that’s me Jack at your service.”

She stood staring at him making him uncomfortable. “I don’t know you, do I?”

“No you know my daughter Anita,” the woman said watching him closely.

Jack’s face gave him away. My god he thought it is the one who nearly caught us this afternoon. what’s she doing here.

She moved away down the aisle giving him a chance to study her figure. She did not look old enough to be Anita’s mother. He admired her fine muscled legs, her wide hard butt, and her tiny waist under her large boobs. She was well groomed. Her striking face and jet-black hair highlighted bright blue eyes. She was a fine figure of a woman.

She walked up until she was only inches away from him. “I have acreage. I only live a little further down gold creek road from Anita’s. Maybe you would like to come up and inspect my paddock too,” she whispered in a voice that made his cock sit up and take notice.

Jack gulped “I love to do that. Dad said we have too many horses in our paddock. We need new places.”

“Good then I can look forward to you calling tomorrow,” she said as she took his hand and gave it a squeeze.

As soon as she left Jack rang Anita.” Your mother has been down here. I think she suspects something. She says she has paddocks for our horses and wants me to go up and inspect tomorrow. Should I go?”

“You will have to go. I thought she acted funny this afternoon. Don’t panic, while she might suspect she doesn’t know for sure. I am sure she won’t say anything to Robert. Rose plays around herself when she gets a chance. She divorced her second husband two years ago and hasn’t had a boy friend since to my knowledge.”

Jack was worried. “If I go up to her place, I won’t get a chance to see you. I won’t have time.”

Anita sensed his concern. “Don’t worry. I will drive past the high school at twelve. Be down by the sports gate. We can have an hour together.”

Their conversation was cut short when Anita told him, “I have another call waiting. Have to go,” she cried. “Today was awesome, see you tomorrow.” The other call was from her mother. After a little small talk about the baby her mother laughed. “That Jacks a fine young man. When did you start laying him?”

Anita started to protest, but her mother would hear none of it. “Don’t deny it, you had they well fucked look when I arrived. Then I saw him scuttle away on his bike without saying goodbye.”

“My god you are game screwing around with a young baby and all.” Anita said nothing her heart beating wildly. Her mother went on. “Is he any good? I might give him a try. Its time I took a randy young lover. I haven’t had a good screw for months.” Anita laughed, “Mum you wouldn’t.”

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I had gone out on a few dates with a woman named Deb. She was cute with reddish hair, she was smart and had a decent job. I wined and dined her a few times but she wouldn’t put out. In fact, she barely kissed me at the end of our dates. One evening I finally got tired of her act. I pulled up to her apartment to let her out.

“Aren’t you going to come in?” She asked me.

“What for?” I said. “You don’t seem to want any more than a meal from me.”

Deb gave me this strange look. She asked me if I meant sex. I told her yes, I wanted sex. She could have hit me with a brick next.

“I’m saving myself for when I get married.”

“How old are you, twenty-five or twenty-six. How long are you plan on waiting?” I said to her.

Deb got this scowl on her face. She got out of my car and then ran into her apartment. That went well I thought. I drove back home and I fumed for awhile. My phone rang, it was my sister Gwen.

“I thought I would catch up with you. I didn’t expect you to be home.”

I told her my date didn’t go as planned. Gwen asked me if I wanted some company. I told her to come on over if she wanted to. My sister and I seemed to have the same problem. Gwen was attractive with dark hair. She was a department head where she worked. She probably made more money than any of the guys she was seeing. I soon heard my doorbell and I let Gwen inside.

I vented to my sister. She told me we seemed to be in the same boat.

“Guys don’t even want sex with me. They want me to spend my money on them. You and I should be lovers,” she told me.

I thought that was a strange thing to say to me. Gwen said she was going to use the bathroom. I sat there for awhile but Gwen was a no-show.

“Gwen?” I said.

“I’m back here,” she called out to me.

I got up from the chair and walked back down the hallway. I looked into my bedroom and there was my sister lying naked on my bed. I never saw my sister nude before. Her dark bush was shaved down and her pear shaped tits were jutting out from her chest.

“Come over and join me,” she said.

I walked closer. Gwen told me to get comfortable so I gave in and stripped out of my clothes. My sister motioned for me to climb up over her face. I knew this gaziantep manken escort bayan was so crazy but I did as she asked. Gwen reached out and took hold of my balls. She pulled my cock close to her mouth and then she opened and took my dick down her throat. Fuck, I couldn’t control myself. I was soon pumping my dick into my sister’s face. She was taking all seven inches of me right down to the root.

Gwen made me hard, that much was for sure. My sister pulled away and told me to get down onto the bed. Gwen parted her thighs and I crawled in between. A couple of hours ago I was pissed about not getting sex. Now here I was with my cock pointed at my sister’s opening. Gwen reached out and took hold of my dick. She guided me to her passage and I sunk into my sister’s tight hole.

“Please Matt, fuck me hard!” She called out to me.

I pushed all the way into my sister. My balls were resting on her ass. I held my cock there briefly and then I took my sister. It was so wild, I was burying my rod all the way inside Gwen. She was squeezing my hard rod and I could feel her pussy muscles convulsing. I just had to taste her nipples. I lowered my mouth and began to bite her pink buds. That really set Gwen off. My sister placed her legs around my waist and she held on tight. I was pumping my prick hard into my sister’s greedy quim.

I have no idea how long I fucked my sister. I could tell my sister was out of it.

“I want you to cum in me Matt, it’s okay,” she said.

I was so close and I wanted to go longer. I gave my cock to my sister a few minutes more and then I came. My seed came spewing out like I had turned a hose on. Gwen’s head snapped back and she screamed as she felt my warm flow hitting her belly. I kept on sliding my dick into my sister until I felt empty. I finally went soft and I pulled out. Gwen and I held each other for a long time. I thought she might stay but she said she had things to do the following morning. My sister got up and cleaned herself up. She dressed and I saw her to the door.

“We can talk tomorrow sometime,” and off she went.

I was having a hard time believing what just happened. I went back to the bathroom and gaziantep masaj yapan escort bayan wiped my dick off and then fell into bed. I woke up to the sound of the doorbell again. I thought it might be my sister. So I ran to the door and opened it. It was Deb. There I was standing there with morning wood. You should have seen Deb’s face.

“Do you normally answer the door like this?” She said.

“What do you want?” I asked her.

She said she was hoping we could talk. I pulled her in by her arm. I didn’t want my neighbors seeing me at the door with a hard-on. Deb told me she didn’t want to fight with me. The whole time she was looking at my erect cock. I told her if she didn’t want to fight with me she knew what has to happen. She looked hesitant. I decided to act. I walked over to her and put my hands on her shoulders. She seemed shocked when I pushed her down onto her knees.

I had had enough. I took my cock and started to slap her mouth with it. I think Deb opened up to say something and I shoved my dick into her mouth. She tried to resist but I put both hands on the back of her head. God, I was still horny that morning. I fed Deb’s throat with my dick. She eventually didn’t fight it and she put her hands on the back of my legs and pulled my cock into her mouth. This was more like it, I thought. I could hear Deb moaning as she swallowed all of me. I stopped eventually and pulled away.

I lifted Deb up and I started pulling up on her top. I had this feeling she didn’t see that coming. She sort of semi-resisted but I managed to undress her. I told her to kick off her shoes and then I led her back to my bed. No more nonsense I thought. I pushed Deb onto her back and I got into between her legs. I buried my face between her creamy thighs. I used my tongue and I lapped up and down her folds.

Deb had those big folds that just make me crazy when I see them. I pushed my tongue inside her. I could feel the heat pouring off her tunnel. Deb soon had her hands on the back of my head. She was now urging me to give her oral. I wasn’t only going to use my tongue. I pulled away and then took my cock in my one hand. I started to slide the fat part gaziantep masöz escort bayan of my dick across her wet slit.

“Oh my God,” Deb cried out.

I found her opening with my mushroom and I slid inside her damp pussy. I was going to have her one time if nothing else. I did find out she wasn’t a virgin after all. She was damn tight anyway you cut it. I got my hands up under her knees and I pushed her legs forward. I gave Deb probably what she needed all along. Deb had small tits. Probably less than a ‘B’ cup. I was in a sucking mood. I took turns sucking each nipple into my mouth. Oh yes, Deb was now getting into it.

My reluctant date was now panting like a dog on a summer’s day. I drove my cock in the whole way and then I pulled out, just leaving my cock head inside.

“Please Matt, don’t stop now!”

I wasn’t going to stop, not by a long shot. I fed Deb for a good hour I think. I was crazy with fuck lust. There was no way Deb was using birth control. Here I was taking her with my bare cock. I just couldn’t bring myself to pull out. Maybe that was what Deb was expecting. I grunted right before I gave Deb my load. I was surprised I had anything to give after last night with my sister but I did.

When Deb felt me unload she screamed. I knew she couldn’t be happy I gave her my sticky cream. It was too late. My cum came streaming out and I gave Deb a good dose of my man love. Deb shook as I kept feeding her cock. When I finally got soft she told me to pull out. Just like that she smacked my face.

“You asshole, what if I get pregnant?”

Alright, it wasn’t the smartest thing I have done but she pushed me too far. Deb got up and found the bathroom. I could hear her trying to clean up the best she could. When she came back she had cooled down somewhat.

“I guess I brought that upon myself,” she said.

From now on I would need to use a rubber, she told me. Quite frankly, I didn’t think there would be a next time and I sure wasn’t going to wear a rubber. I hated those things. I could never feel a woman’s pussy properly.

Deb got dressed and she said we could talk later after she got herself together. Deb couldn’t have been gone a half hour when my sister called.

“Did you recover from last night?” She asked.

I told her I was just fine. Gwen told me she had been thinking about what we had done. She didn’t have any regrets. In fact, she was hoping I would be free later that day. I didn’t think my cock could take all this fucking but I told her to stop by. I have no idea how all this is going to play out. Maybe I am done with Deb and I can just enjoy my sister in bed. I hope it all works out for the best.

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It felt like another long day at work and it wasn’t even close to quitting time. Alexis sighed, and straightened up in her office chair. If she had to look at one more spreadsheet, she was going to scream. She continued doing her work and started tuning everything out around here.

Suddenly, Jim startled her out of her reverie.

“Jim! I didn’t even hear you come up behind me.”

“Sorry Alexis, I didn’t mean to scare you. I was just wondering if you had those spreadsheets ready for me.”

Alexis replied, “I’m almost done. Maybe another half hour? Once I finish them, I’ll drop them off at your office. Is that okay?”

“I was hoping they would be finished by now. Please drop them off when you’re finished. I may be on a conference call so just drop them on the desk.”

Jim walked away and Alexis rolled her eyes. Jim was always so demanding and expecting everything to be done an hour ago. Alexis quickly finished up the spreadsheets and printed them out. Once she had them in order, she quickly strode to Jim’s office.

Alexis knocked on the ajar door, and Jim waved her in while on the phone. She walked over to his desk and was about to put them down, when Jim suddenly held out his hand like he was going to take them from her, and they ended up dropping all over the floor.

Alexis let out an inaudible sigh, and walked to the other side of the desk to pick up the fallen spreadsheets. She leaned over and started to pick them up. Suddenly, Alexis felt something brush the inside of her leg. She stood up quickly and turned around, but Jim was looking out the window, still on the phone.

She bent over again to get the rest escort gaziantep bayan of the spreadsheets, and instead of a slight brush, she felt Jim cup her luscious ass in his hand. Alexis dropped the spreadsheets and turned around angrily. Jim was staring at her, still on the conference call, with a sheepish grin on his face.

Alexis thought of slapping him and walking out, but quickly her mind turned to other, naughtier thoughts. It had been so long since she had been with someone, and even though Jim could be an asshole, he was so good looking with his blue eyes, dark hair, and the muscles that she could see bulging underneath his suit jacket. Alexis looked down and could see Jim’s hardened cock through his suit pants. She quickly walked over to the office door and shut it.

As she walked back to the desk, she pulled her long hair out of its pony tail and shook it out, while slowly unbuttoning her blouse. Alexis rounded the desk, came towards Jim and stopped in front of him. She proceeded to take her blouse completely off, and then unhooked the front clasp on her bra, letting her tits bounce out of their concealing clothing. She then bent down in front of Jim and started to slowly pull his zipper down.

His cock looked like it was going to pop out of its confining clothing so she pulled his suit pants and underwear down. His hardened cock sprang up towards her, and she lowered her head to meet his awaiting cock. She slowly took the head into her mouth, licking around the tip. She could hear Jim let out a low moan, and his hand moved to touch her hair. She allowed him to run his fingers gaziantep escort cim cif bayan through her hair as she let her mouth move from the tip and down to the shaft.

She tried to take his entire member into her mouth, knowing that it was an impossible task with how big it was. She started to move up and down his cock with her mouth, and wrapped a hand around the shaft to add extra pressure as her mouth moved up. She continuously jerked him off and sucked him at the same time. He kept pushing his hips towards her, trying to get her to take him all in. Alexis sped up the tempo and worked on his cock until she could feel that he was starting to get close.

She slowly let her mouth move up to the tip, and then pulled her mouth completely from his cock. She stood up and pulled her skirt up a bit to reveal her panties. She then stepped out of her panties and dropped them on the floor in front of Jim. With her skirt still hiked up, Alexis moved on top of Jim, fitting his rock hard cock deep within her pussy.

Jim hung up the conference call and with both hands cupped her large breasts, pulling one of the hard nipples towards his mouth. He started to nibble on her breast, while massaging the other, and Alexis balanced herself on him so she could move his cock in and out of her pussy.

They started to move together faster and faster, Alexis feeling like she was going to cum at any moment. Jim continued squeezing and nibbling on her nipple, while moving the other hand around to cup her ass.

As they continued moving up and down, Jim started to play at Alexis’ secret cinsel bilgiler hole. He began slowly sticking the tip of his finger into her ass and Alexis gasped, pushing deeper down onto his cock. As she pushed down, he was able to slide a little bit more of his finger into her ass and then started pushing in and out as she rocked on his cock. Never feeling such an invasion before, Alexis quickly came with Jim’s finger in her ass. Once he felt her pussy and ass start to contract, Jim could no longer hold back his own orgasm. He shot load after load of cum into her tight pussy. Feeling their juices mix together, he pushed his cock in and out of her, trying to shoot every last drop inside of her. He gently bent his head down and nibbled on her nipple, while lifting her off of his cock.

He set her gently on top of the desk and kneeled in front of her. “I think you need to be cleaned up before going back to work.” Jim pushed her skirt up around her hips and pushed her legs apart. He slipped his head in between her legs and started to lick the juices spilling from her pussy. He let his tongue lick her pussy lips and then pushed in between her lips, tasting their juices. He moved his tongue up her slit and then took her clit inside his mouth, gently sucking on the swollen bulb. Alexis leaned back, feeling herself coming close to orgasm again. Jim continued to lick her clean, and even let his tongue move down her slit, towards her ass. He buried his face inside her pussy, pushing deep within her alcove, moving his tongue inside her. As he pushed deep inside her, she could feel his lips brushing against her clit and let out a moan as she felt herself climax again. She road the wave of her climax while rocking her hips against his tongue and mouth.

When she was finished cumming, Jim looked up at her and smiled, with glistening lips. “Thank you for the spreadsheets, Alexis.” Alexis stood up and straightened her skirt, then grabbed her bra and blouse. She quickly put them on and turned to Jim, “No, thank you, Jim.” She turned and walked out the door.

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I awoke with a start. The sheets, drenched with my sweat clung to my body. Without turning on the light I got up, looked out of the window. Outside it was still dark, but dawn must be near. The nightmares usually came around dawn. Heart still hammering in my chest I moved to the kitchen. Here I turned on the lights, made myself a coffee. Being alone was hard right now. The dreams – nightmares – had become more frequent now. John, his face in the crowd, looking at me, smiling his boyish smile. But John was dead. And I had seen him after…

My fist crashed down on the counter. It hurt but it cleared my head, got me out of this thought spiral. At least for now. I needed to talk to someone. Now.

Without hesitation I took my mug and crossed over to the trapdoor in the living room. Up to now I hadn’t worked out how the lights down there worked, but it was dimly lit anyway. Hurrying as fast as I could without spilling my coffee, I made my way to the steel door, the kennels.

The dogs stirred as I entered the room. “Hello guys”. Yawning some of them got up, others just placed their heads back on their paws. Looking for the Irish Wolfhound I scanned the kennels. Today he was at the far end, alone as always. I crossed over to him and sat down next to the bars. “Sorry to wake you up, but…”, I broke off, sighed. “I’m going crazy and I need to get it off my chest.”

Holding the cup in both hands I pulled my legs up to my chest. The dog got up and stretched himself before he came to me. I scratched him behind the ears. “I had this mate, John, great guy, always good for a laugh.” The memory brought a sorrowful smile to my face.

“He got killed.” I didn’t want to go into the details, I just couldn’t.

“It was hard for me, I dreamed about it… him… for months. And just as I had come to terms with it, visiting another mate I saw him. He was just on the other side of the crowd in this club. When I got there, he was gone. I didn’t tell my mates about it. But a month later I saw him again. It was on a beach. I ran but he vanished again. After that I dreamed again, remembered.” Sipping my coffee while talking I leaned against the bars.

In the silence that followed I took more sips of my coffee. Dogs moved, claws scratching on concrete, the occasional snore from one of them.

“I couldn’t sleep, got more irritable, aggressive.” Laughing softly, I went on. “And I got into trouble. That led to my discharge. And there I was, no job, bills to pay and slightly going crazy. My parents were no help. I was a disappointment anyway. That’s grup gaziantep escort bayan why they had Stan, my brother. So, one day I just packed a few things and left. As long as I had money I travelled to the places where I had seen him. Maybe I would see him again, find him.” Another shaky laugh. “Me, hunting ghosts and ending up with a werewolf and a pack of dogs.”

I finished my coffee and scratched the dog behind his ears again. “I never told anyone that I had seen him. Not even the shrink…don’t know why.”

After telling it today I felt calmer. “Thank you,” I whispered in his ear. He whimpered, turned his head and licked my face. Laughing I fended him off. “Don’t please.” And after a few more licks, one of them directly over my mouth and nose, he stopped. I smiled as I got clumsily to my feet. My body was stiff, I stretched before I made my way back.

After another coffee I shaved myself and showered extensively. Still yawning I made myself another coffee. I was still tired after some nights with little sleep, but I felt good. At least better than a few hours ago.

When he came to get me, I had just finished my fourth coffee. I placed the cup on the table as I got up. “Can I get the Irish Wolfhound?” I blurted out before I knew it, remembered after a few moments the “Sir”.

His eyebrows rose as he looked at me. I just looked back – and away after a few moments. “Do you want him for practice?” Still not looking at him I shook my head. “We’ll see.” My owner gestured towards the trapdoor and I followed his command.

“Wait here.” It was the room with the dog beds and bean bags again. Unsure why I had asked for that dog, why I had asked for anything at all I paced the room. Somehow, I felt that I owed him something. I sat down on one of the bean bags and waited. Would he bring back my special friend? And what did he think of me now? Suddenly nervous I got up and started pacing the room again. What took him so long? Or did it just feel longer than normal to me? I wasn’t sure at all.

I rubbed my sweaty palms against my thighs, looked to the door. The Irish Wolfhound had one of the biggest cocks of the whole pack. Would he think that I had developed a taste for that? Did he think that I liked it now? Did I? These questions running through my head I was nowhere near the mood to masturbate. I sighed.

As the door finally opened, I jumped. He was back. The Irish Wolfhound by his side. Smiling I held out my hand, let him sniff.

“You escort bayan güneyşehir have twenty minutes.” With these final words our owner turned on his heel and left. Muttering a “Great,” I scratched the dog behind his ears. Reluctantly I sat down on the nearest bean bag again. This was so weird. The dog placed his big head on my lap, begging for affection. I brushed him aside. “I can’t, not now.” He placed his head on my lap again. Trying to get him away was harder than I had expected, he always pushed back, and I gave up.

But I dreaded being fucked when I was not ready. Tentatively I spread my legs, tried to think of anything that would make me horny. His head stayed on one thigh I felt his hot breath brushing my skin. Still not in the mood I placed a hand between my legs, spread the pussy lips without much ado. For moments I just sat there, unable to go on. ‘There’s always spit’, I thought and sighed. If everything else failed that was the last resort.

I closed my eyes. Something to get me in the mood. But what? Being fucked by the werewolf and his dogs had become normal. It didn’t appal me anymore as much as it had at the beginning. But the thought did not arouse me either. I had never had an orgasm when they had fucked me. It was all their pleasure. Would it be different if I had?

The dog lifted his head just as I ran a finger over my clit. How much time had passed? Would he command him to fuck me if I wasn’t ready? I shivered, a cold feeling running down my spine. Mechanically I rubbed my clit, no real lust behind it. There was only the knowledge that I had to get wet. Testing with one finger I groaned. This might take longer than I had expected.

I felt the dog stir, move, then his hot breath between my legs as he was sniffing at my crotch. This new sensation made me shiver again. “You like that?” Spreading the lips wider I circled my clit with two fingers. The dog was watching me, panting between my legs. In a few minutes he would fuck me, I would feel his dick in my cunt.

Slowly I slid one finger inside, spread the meagre juices all over my crotch. As usual as my finger glided over my clit it felt good. What did it matter that I was ordered to do so? I could at least enjoy myself. And try to convince me, that it was my decision.

The dogs breathing got faster. He lapped, with his long-wet tongue all through my slit and I moaned. It was different to what I knew. He just wanted to taste me, not pleasure me as men had done, but it felt good all the same.

A islahiye escort bayan bit embarrassed I spread my legs wider, hoping he would do it again. And he did. I did not edge him on, I just enjoyed what he was doing, rubbed my clit and moaned softly. The rest of the time I stroked my clit while the dog was licking me. Slowly I felt desire rise up inside me. A burning in my cunt, a longing to be fucked. I could do with a cock now. Would he mount me if I got down on my knees? Or was he too well trained?

The thought irritated me, unsure if I wanted it or not. I moaned again, unable to stop my hand from running through my now wet crotch.

Finally, I heard the door open and I opened my eyes.

Our owner smirked as he looked at me – us. My cheeks burned as I felt myself blushing. Ashamed I got up, looked at him and waited for his command to go down on my knees. Even though I was horny I did not want to seem too eager. I was confused, would have to think about this.

He pointed to the ground and I got down on my knees. Spreading my legs as wide as possible I prepared myself for being jumped. But the dog did not jump me. I felt his breath between my legs again, his long-wet tongue. He seemed to bury his muzzle right between my legs and I moaned.

Frantic he lapped up all the juices that were flowing freely now. Every now and again the pressure of his tongue on my clit made me shudder. I was more than ready. I wanted it. In this state I even wanted to be fucked by a dog.

“Mount.” The voice seemed to come out of nowhere. In an instant the dog mounted me. His cock jabbed at my cunt without entering. Without thinking I reached between my legs, felt his cock and guided him. Deep he buried himself in me as he started fucking me now. My hand left his cock, reached for my clit instead.

I gasped. It was like an electric shock. With the dog’s cock inside me, hammering away the touch on this sensitive part of my body was more intense. Even with a man I had not felt like this before. Two strokes with my fingers brought me over the edge. I might have cried out before I had all fours on the floor again. Panting, legs and arms trembling I cowered under the dog who humped away. But he must have felt it, for I felt his knot begin to swell. He shot his hot load inside me, rested his body on mine. Both of us were panting, I felt sweat on my body, we were connected through his knot in my pulsating cunt.

Our owner strolled over, smiled down on us. “You liked it?” Startled I looked up, hearing nearly my words echoing back to me. But there was no sign that he had overheard me.

“Yes, Sir”, I answered, still out of breath and hung my head in shame.

“Don’t.” I felt his hand on my hair, he petted me like a dog, then pushed my hair back over my shoulder. “Don’t be ashamed. It is easier for you, if you like it. I won’t judge you. And no one else counts.”

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