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Summer Sex with Two Hot MILFs: College boy discovers the joys of horny older women

by Ralle

(All persons engaged in sexual activity in this story are over 18 years old. Any similarities between this story and real people are purely coincidental)

Ryan woke up to an amazing sight out of his bedroom window — his next door neighbor Mrs. Wilson on all fours in her garden pulling up weeds. Her tight ass was barely contained in her shorts, her pert breasts nearly visible through her light cotton t-shirt. It was hot out already. He could see sweat beads on her shoulders and legs, long thin legs connected to that sweet ass. He watched as she rolled over and sat for a moment, her legs spread apart.

He had jerked off thinking about Mrs. Wilson for several years now. Now, as he was about to hang out for the summer after his junior year at college, he would continue the practice. He began to stroke his cock as he peered out the window at her sitting in the garden. He imagined lying between her creamy thighs, eating her cunt while she rubbed her tits. He’d sweep his tongue down to her asshole and then up through her wet lips to her clit, nuzzling it while he slid a finger in and out of her tight cunt. His cock swelled in his hand as he thought about sliding it into her pussy, pounding her cunt until he pulled out and shot a big load of cum on her tits before she took his still spurting cock into her mouth to finish him. He got up and went to the bathroom, stroking his meat several more times before depositing a big load of cum in the sink.

Jesus, he wanted her so badly. Now that she was divorced, Ryan decided to dedicate his summer to getting her in bed. He had noticed her checking him out last night after his nightly run, staring at his hard chest, soaked with sweat. So he thought he had a good chance, especially now that his parents had left on their two-week vacation, leaving him, and her alone, in their houses. His house was at the end of a cul-de-sac, their big pool and yard fenced and private. Perhaps an evening swim soon, he thought, still stroking his cock.

Wendy Wilson sat on her butt, resting a moment in the heat, giving her knees a break. She noticed out of the corner of her eye that the curtain to a bedroom had been pulled aside. She assumed it was Ryan’s room since his parents left for Europe the day before.

As she sat there, she imagined him watching her on her hands and knees, her ass pointing in his direction, while he stroked his cock, jerking off to the thought of pushing his hard penis inside her cunt from behind, his thighs slapping against her ass as he fucked her before pulling out and covering her cheeks with his cum while she rubbed her clit to orgasm. Her pussy began to tingle and then throb at the exciting thought of being fucked. She had masturbated last night after encountering Ryan at the end of his run, sweat glistening on his hard shirtless body. They had exchanged pleasantries, him commenting on the fact that his parents were out of town for two weeks. He had looked her up and down, hungrily she thought, wondering how often he had jerked off thinking about her fit, lithe body.

Last night she had taken out her big toy cock, impaling herself on it, imagining it was Ryan’s cock sliding in and out of her slippery cunt. She rubbed her tits and her clit while the dildo filled her pussy, cumming in just a few minutes. She hadn’t had sex for several months, since she kicked her husband out for cheating on her. And seeing Ryan had turned her on. Ryan had invited her to swim at their pool whenever she wanted. She began thinking of a way to get herself over there, to find a way to get his meat into her mouth and cunt, and maybe her ass. She wanted to spend the summer sucking and fucking a big hard cock.

***

Ryan finished his nightly run, stopping in front of Mrs. Wilson’s house. He climbed the stairs and then rang the bell. Mrs. Wilson opened the door, and gave Ryan a smile.”Hey, what’s up,” she said, eyeing his body, glistening with sweat.

“Hi Mrs. Wilson. Sorry about my sweaty appearance, just back from a run. It’s hot out tonight. I thought maybe you’d like to take a swim, cool down at the pool,” Ryan said.

“I think I would, “Mrs. Wilson said, with another smile. “I’d love to take a swim. Thank you for inviting me.”

“Happy to have you join me. I’m going to take a quick shower and then have a cold beer. I’ll put one out by the pool for you. The gate code is 6969, in case I’m not done with my shower.”

Mrs. Wilson suddenly imagined Ryan in the shower, naked, rubbing soap all over his body, stroking his cock, getting it ready for her mouth and her cunt. She snapped out of it and finally said, “great, I’ll meet you there.”

Ryan headed to the shower, thinking about how hot Mrs. Wilson looked in her sundress, hugged tight against her hips and her breasts, her nipples straining through the thin cotton. He thought he saw the outline of her panties under the dress, another layer away from her escort bayan cunt. He could have ripped off her panties on the porch and buried his tongue in it. That would have to wait, he thought, stripping off his sweaty clothes and getting into the shower. He soaped up, stroking his cock to get it extra clean. He had a feeling his meat would be inside Mrs. Wilson’s mouth, and maybe her cunt.

Mrs. Wilson went to her bedroom to search for her bikini, which she hadn’t worn for several years. She found it in a lower drawer, wrapped around a small, thin anal dildo. Hmmm, I was wondering where you’ve been, she thought, thinking about the last time she had slid the dildo into her ass. She had had an incredible orgasm, her asshole stuffed with a cock while she rubbed her cunt to orgasm.

She quickly changed into the suit, brushed her teeth, and headed to Ryan’s pool. 6969, she thought. That is a horny code. She wanted cock tonight; she would just have to think about where she wanted Ryan’s first big load to land — on her face, on her tits, or in her cunt. Whether to fuck him or just blow him. She didn’t know where the evening was going to go, but she was excited about it.

Ryan came out to the pool wearing red trunks, carrying a joint. Mrs. Wilson was lying on a chaise lounge, sipping the beer he had put out for her. She was wearing a beige bikini, her full breasts spilling out of the top, the bottoms covering just her crotch, visible between her spread legs.

“Thank you for the beer, Ryan, and for having me over,” Mrs. Wilson said, feeling good after having a full glass of wine in her kitchen before going to the pool. She eyed Ryan in his shorts, his upper body tight and muscular. He must work out, she thought, in addition to running every night. She’d see him pass by her house most nights, thinking about him getting into the shower, soaping his hot body, thinking about how good it would feel to suck his cock in the shower.

“You’re welcome anytime, Mrs. Wilson. You know the code now. I know, it’s a weird code, but that’s my parents for you.””Please call me Wendy,” Mrs. Wendy Wilson said.

“Sure, will do, Wendy,” Ryan smiled, sipping his own beer. “I hope this doesn’t bother you, but I brought out a joint, in case you like to get high.””Hmm, well, it’s been awhile, but I like to get high once in awhile. Sure,” Wendy said. “Why not?”

Ryan lit the joint and passed it to Mrs. Wilson. Hot ladies first, he thought, eyeing her tits.

Mrs. Wilson took a long drag and passed it to Ryan, who took a long drag before putting it in an ashtray for later.

They both relaxed for awhile, talking, resting on the chaise lounges, enjoying the pot and the beer. Mrs. Wilson then suddenly got up and dove into the pool. She emerged after a moment, laughing. “I just had to dive in, the water looked so good. Come on in, Ryan,” she said, smiling, motioning him with her hand.

Without a thought Ryan dove in and then swam over to Mrs. Wilson, who was leaning against the pool wall.

“I should tell you something, Ryan,” Mrs. Wilson said.

Ryan was a foot away from her. She was so beautiful. Short hair that rested on her shoulders, full lips. He felt his cock harden in the water and moved back a few inches so he wouldn’t accidentally poke her with his erection. That might blow things, if it happened too quickly. He wasn’t sure what her intentions were. She had just gotten divorced after all.

“Sure, what’s up,” Ryan said casually, wondering if it was serious.

“Well, I think you know that I was recently divorced. I decided today that after the summer I’m going to start dating again. I’m going to take the summer off. I also decided today, when I woke up this morning, lying in bed, that I should have a torrid love affair before I begin dating again, just a physical relationship with no strings attached. Kind of get my yahoos out before I get serious again. Friends with benefits I think younger people call it. Does that make sense, Ryan?”

Ryan hesitated for a moment, thinking about what to say.

“I do, actually. I broke up with my longtime girlfriend a few months ago, after my junior year ended, and I decided not to worry about it. That when I go back to school I’ll be open to a new relationship. But I like your idea of having a love affair. That sounds like a good plan, Mrs. Wilson, I mean Wendy.”

“I’m glad you think so. Because I wanted you to be my first audition to play the part of my hot lover. Do you like to eat pussy, Ryan?” Mrs. Wilson said, reaching out to stroke his cock through his swim trunks.

Ryan gulped, and said, “I would eat your pussy all night, Wendy,” thinking back to the morning when he had jerked off watching her in the garden.

“Good answer,” she said with a laugh.

“And do you like having your cock licked, sucked, stroked, blown, and fucked?”

“All of those things,” Ryan said, his cock now fully erect.

Mrs. Wilson tugged his trucks down, freeing his penis. She stroked his cock altıparmak escort bayan underwater and asked him:”Do you like sliding your cock into a tight, wet cunt?” Mrs. Wilson said, increasing her stroking.

“I love sliding into a tight cunt. I’ll put my cock wherever you want me to, Wendy.”

“Would you put it in my ass and fuck my tight asshole?”

“I would,” Ryan said, feeling like he could come any second.

“And would you shoot your warm, sticky load all over my tits,” Mrs. Wilson said, her cunt now aching at the thought of his cock spurting cum on her tits.

“Yes, I’d cover your beautiful tits with my cum,” Ryan said, his hand now rubbing Mrs. Wilson’s cunt through her bikini bottom, making Mrs. Wilson close her eyes and moan.

“Hmmm, that feels good, Ryan. Let’s go lie on our towels and fuck. I want this big cock in my cunt. I need to be fucked.”

At that, she kissed him hard on the lips, her tongue snaking into his mouth to search for his tongue. They kissed deeply, their hands still rubbing cock and cunt at the same time. She disengaged her tongue from his mouth and led him by the hand out of the pool. They dried off, took a sip of their beer, and then lay down on dry towels on the grass. Ryan stroked her cunt as he kissed her mouth and her breasts. He moved his tongue down her body until it found its way into a small patch of pubic hair, just above her clit. Her breathed on her clit but didn’t touch it, making Mrs. Wilson moan.

While he sank his tongue into her wet slit, sliding between her lips, Mrs. Wilson took his cock into her mouth, first licking his head before sucking on it, then sliding her tongue down his long shaft to his balls. She lapped at his balls, moaning as his tongue fond her hard clit, before returning to his head, licking it then sucking it while stroking his rock hard shaft.

She wanted this big cock in her cunt. She rolled over on top of him, sinking his meat into her juicy hole. She slid all the way down on his pole until every inch was inside her, her cunt stuffed with cock. She ground her clit onto his crotch as she fucked him, easing her cunt up and down on his shaft. Ryan grabbed Mrs. Wilson’s ass, pulling her closer to him, licking her nipples as her breasts swayed in front of him. He gripped her hips and began pounding her cunt, driving every inch of his meat deep inside her tight grasping hole, which squeezed him every time he thrust inside her. Her cunt tightened around his cock as she approached orgasm, her clit now jammed against his crotch, his cock buried deep inside her.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum,” she said, moaning as her orgasm hit her, her cunt squeezing his meat, still ramming inside her with long hard strokes. Suddenly she felt Ryan’s cock slip out of her cunt and begin spraying cum over her ass, his first big load sliding over her asshole down to her cunt, still spasming from her orgasm. Ryan pumped several more times before sliding his still spurting sock back into her slick hole.

Mrs. Wilson’s ass was covered with his cum, his half hard cock still sliding in an out of her throbbing cunt. She had a second small orgasm as she kept riding him, her clit mashed against him.

They lay there together, not saying anything, just looking up at the stars. After a few minutes, she leaned over, kissed him hard on the lips, and said, “You won the part. You’re my summer lover.”

Ryan kissed her back, and responded. “And what a summer it will be.”

***

Ryan woke up the next morning to see Mrs. Wilson sucking on the head of his cock while she stroked his thick shaft. She lightly tongued the back of his head before resuming her sucking. Soon he was rock hard.

“Morning, Ryan. I couldn’t resist blowing you after waking up next to your hot body,” Mrs. Wilson said, her mouth half-stuffed with cock.

“I can’t think of a better way to wake up. But now I think I need to fuck that sweet cunt of yours,” he said, not quite wanting her to stop sucking his big cock. “Would you like that, Wendy? Would you like to be fucked right now?”

Mrs. Wilson’s hand had been frigging her cunt, now soaking wet. “Yes, I want that, Ryan. I want to be fucked with this big hard cock.” She released her grip on his meat and then turned around, her ass now facing Ryan. “Pound my cunt from behind,” she moaned, her hand still rubbing her mound.

Ryan placed the head of his fully erect cock at the entrance to her pussy, sliding just the head inside for a moment before pulling out and rubbing her asshole with his head, lubricated with her juices.

“Mmmm, that feels good,” Mrs. Wilson cooed, pushing her ass back to meet Ryan’s cock sliding across her asshole.

Ryan then put his head back in her cunt, giving her just another inch or two before sliding all the way inside her slippery hole. He began to fuck her cunt with long slow strokes, Mrs. Wilson meeting him halfway by thrusting her ass back to take in more of his thick meat.

“That’s nilüfer eskort it Ryan, fuck me with that big cock. Fill my cunt with your hard cock.” Mrs. Wilson kept rubbing her clit as Ryan fucked her with full thrusts deep inside her wet gripping cunt.

Ryan’s thighs began to slap against Mrs. Wilson’s ass as he began fucking her harder, gripping her hips while ramming his meat inside her.

“Jesus, I’m going to cum,” Mrs. Wilson suddenly cried, her hand frigging her clit, her ass slamming back to swallow Ryan’s cock.

Ryan kept pounding her cunt while she came until he pulled out and splashed his load of cum onto her asscheeks. Still spurting, he slid back into her cunt, which gripped his meat and milked his final load. His first load of cum slid down between her asshole to coat his cock as it kept ramming inside her cunt.

He collapsed on top of Mrs. Wilson’s cum-covered ass, still slowly grinding his cock into her oozing hole.

“Wow, that’s the way to start the day, Wendy,” he said, resting on her ass while he kissed her neck and face.

“Yes, let’s do that again soon,” she said. Next time, maybe you’ll slide inside my ass instead of teasing me, she thought. I think I want to be fucked in the ass for the first time.

***

On his nightly run two days later, he stopped at Mrs. Wilson’s house, finding Wendy sitting on the porch with a cute blond friend. Both were wearing thin sundresses, sipping cold drinks and looking buzzed.

“Hi Ryan, this is my friend Marla. She’s in town for the weekend.””Hi Ryan,” Marla said, eyeing his body up and down. “You weren’t kidding,” Ryan heard her whisper to Wendy.”

“Hi Marla, welcome to the ‘hood,” Ryan said, also sizing up Marla’s body. She was slightly taller than Wendy, with full breasts straining against her dress. Really hot, Ryan thought. “Why don’t you two come over for a drink and a swim. It’s so hot out tonight, as you can tell,” he said, looking at the sweat dripping off his body.

“That’s sounds great, Ryan, we’ll be over shortly,” Wendy said, with a big smile.

“Great, I’ll go take a quick shower and meet you down at the pool. I’ll put out a couple of beers for you.”

“Umm, I didn’t bring a suit with me, so I’ll just watch you guys swim,” Marla said.

“Maybe I’ve got an extra,” Wendy said.

“And if not, you can wear one of my t-shirts and your, um, underwear,” Ryan said, not sure if he should say ‘panties.’

“Ok, that sounds like fun,” Marla said, smiling.

Ryan walked to his house, thinking of Marla’s large breasts underneath one of his t-shirts, jiggling in the water, her ass covered by her panties. He put out a few beers and a t-shirt, just in case, and showered, stroking his meat in the shower while he thought about what he wanted to do with these two hot older women.

He heard voices down at the pool and crept into his parents room, which overlooked the pool. He stared down at Wendy and Marla walking over to the lounge chairs, Wendy’s tight ass covered by a thong bathing suit and Marla in her sundress. He saw Marla take off her dress and put on his t-shirt, her tits exposed for just a moment. His cock stiffened at the sight, and the thought of sliding his meat between her breasts while Wendy licked his head or his asshole. He headed down to the pool, first picking up a joint.

Wendy noticed movement in the window above the pool, assuming Ryan was peeping out to watch Marla put on his t-shirt. She imagined him standing at the window, watching them, stroking his cock while he fantasized about having sex with both of them. Not a bad idea, she thought. Marla had told her how “fucking horny” she was after breaking up with her long-time boyfriend, who refused to eat her pussy or care about her orgasms. She hadn’t had a “big cock in her cunt or ass” for months. Maybe tonight, Wendy thought, her pussy beginning to ache at the thought of Ryan’s big cock plowing into her from behind as it had two mornings ago. She hadn’t had a “big cock in her cunt” and certainly not in her ass. It sounded like Marla took cock in her ass, though.

Ryan walked out to the sight of Wendy and Marla sipping their beers, Wendy in her skimpy suit and Marla wearing pink panties and his white t-shirt, both looking really sexy. They drank their beers and smoked his joint and talked for awhile. Marla was from Western Mass, where she was a teacher in middle school. She asked to use the bathroom and when she went inside Wendy suggested they jump in the pool together. Ryan and Wendy swam for a moment and then Wendy began kissing Ryan hard on the mouth while rubbing his cock through his suit.

“You know,Marla said she was “fucking horny” tonight when we were sitting on the porch. She hasn’t been fucked in months,” Wendy told Ryan. “What do you think about having a threesome with her?”

“Wow, that’s an interesting thought,” Ryan said, rubbing Wendy’s cunt through her thong panties. “If you’re into it, I’ll try it. I’ve never done that before.””I think it’d be fun. And Marla really needs to be fucked, I think,” Wendy replied, stroking his cock underwater. “When she comes back I’ll ask her to jump in the pool, and then I’ll start blowing you and ask her to help me suck you off. How’s that sound?” Wendy said, moaning as Ryan’s hand massaged her cunt.

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The following week there was an unexpected bump in my road to sexual happiness when Olly’s dad had to change shifts and could no longer take me home. It was good timing in a way though as his mum was starting to look at me very suspiciously, and the last thing I wanted was to be ‘the other woman’ in a row between them. I mean, sex was all I was interested in with him, nothing else. That made me think again about Olly and dumped him. He actually cried! God knows what he was thinking, I never saw our relationship ending with me in a white dress in a draughty church!

He must have told people that we were no longer an item as soon I seemed to be getting interested looks from the other guys at college. He probably told them about what we had done sexually too, a bit of petty revenge that probably worked for me rather than against me.

With so many boys and girls in one place, the hierarchy was decided on sporting prowess (football and rugby) plus looks for the boys and looks plus how likely they were to submit sexually for the girls. Inevitably there were guys that all the girls liked, and they all seemed to be friends and hung around together. The boys liked the good-looking girls who might fuck. We were not in any particular group although we thought of ourselves as more mature and seemed to gravitate towards each other I suppose.

The week after I’d dumped Olly, the hottest guy at the college came up to me and asked me wanted to go out later. Nathan was tall, handsome and already on the books of the local Premiership club. Great things were expected of him and all the girls lusted after him, me included.

I eagerly said yes and rushed home after college, telling mum I had a date but would be back by my 20:00 curfew. He picked me up in his car, a nice new VW Golf. He’d passed his test the week after his 17th Birthday and his parents, anticipating future riches, had bought it for him as a present. In the year since then he hadn’t smashed it up which was quite impressive too. We drove around for a while then stopped at Mcdonalds. He was easy company as he just kept name dropping but It felt so cool to be with him and I knew that all the other girls in there would be jealous.

He was telling me all about the famous players he had met and trained with and while I was looking at his big dark eyes he could hardly take his eyes off my tits. I’d worn a black short sleeved t-shirt with a lace up insert that showed plenty when you left the lace untied. It was tied as I left the house but was untied by the time I got into his car.

He was talking about a match he had played in and said I should see the video. By chance there was a copy at home, did I want to see it? I almost burst out laughing when he said it but nodded eagerly anyway. Ten minutes later we pulled up outside his house. Whilst my impressive cleavage was barely contained by my skimpy bra and plunging neckline, gaziantep escort I’d made sure that he got a look up my short denim skirt at my tiny bright pink G-string as we got out of the car.

His parents were out (as he obviously knew) so I was ushered up to his room without delay. As soon as the door was closed, he had his tongue down my throat and his hands all over my big tits. As I said, he was gorgeous plus he was quite a prize as a ‘date’ so as he was pushing his hands under my top I unzipped my skirt and pushed it down my legs, kicking off my shoes as I did so. That was all the encouragement he needed and my top and bra were soon on the floor too as his hands and mouth clamped onto my tits.

Once he had completed his initial investigation of my 34D’s he pushed me down onto his double bed and with a gleeful look on his face started pulling off his clothes. I watched, my fingers running over my tiny G-sting, pushing the thin material between my lips as I rubbed my clit.

He had a really good body, firm with just enough muscle and his cock, if not massive, looked like it would be more than adequate. So there we were, both almost naked on his bed within 10 mins of getting out of his car – it was pretty much what I had expected when I got to his front door and It was certainly what I had wanted once he asked me to go out.

He got onto the bed and I was soon crouched over him, enthusiastically sucking his cock as my big tits and hard nipples brushed his thighs. I expected him to cum in my mouth, but he didn’t, instead he put me on my back and spent ages sucking my nipples, mauling my tits and playing with the scrap of lace between my legs, pulling it aside to get at my wet pussy. Then, without asking, he got his legs over my chest and fucked my tits, spitting on them so his cock would slide up and down as he firmly wrapped my tender tits around it. It really turned me on to be treated like that, so I was dripping wet when he slid down, pulled my soaking knickers off, rammed his cock up me and fucked me hard until he came, gripping my by now aching tits firmly as he did so. There was no thought to my pleasure, he just wanted to empty his balls deep inside me.

Afterwards we lay there as he once more sucked my tits and roughly fingered my pussy, telling me spread my legs wider so he could watch his fingers pumping in and out of my ravaged slit. He was rough but relentless, making me cum twice before pushing his fingers into my mouth so I could suck my juice and his spunk off them.

Then he fucked me again, first with me on top, my boobs bouncing to his thrusting as I leant back and held his thighs and then he pulled me into doggy and he was rough with me, moving me around until he could see himself fucking me in the wardrobe mirror. I was red faced and sweating, my hair was hanging down and my big tits were swinging wildly as he battered me as hard as he could. I had never seen myself like that before and I found it very exciting to watch his hips drive forward at the same time as I felt his cock moving inside me.

Being bigger and stronger than me there was nothing I could do to stop him doing whatever he wanted with me and that made me feel like he was just using me, which he was. When he had pumped his second load of spunk in me we got cleaned up and he drove me home, still going on and on about football. I wasn’t naive, he clearly knew that he was a guy all the girls wanted to be seen with and with his parents being out had decided that he was going use the opportunity to fuck someone and picked on me. No doubt he had been told by one of his mates that I wasn’t a blushing virgin, so once I said yes to ‘going out’ he knew that there was a very good chance he was going to fuck me.

We were never ‘going out’ as I don’t think he was interested in anything other than casual sex and to be honest, I’m not a football fan and his constant talking about it was boring. However, he was drop dead gorgeous and until he left college the following Easter we had sex quite a few times. It would simply be a “What are you doing tonight?” with that sexy smile and I’d soon be waiting to be picked up, driven to his house and fucked. I liked that he wanted to watch what he was doing to me in the mirror, I liked to be in the spoons position, my leg pushed back over his so we could both see his cock pumping in and out of my pink slit. It seemed a very dirty thing to do and I loved it but then I guess I was more sexually mature than most 18-year olds.

Of course, I told Toni all about it the next day and she was jealous as like every girl in the college she fancied Nathan. She didn’t have to wait long for her turn. One day the following week we were sitting having lunch when Nathan came over and sat down with us and started telling us about some football thing. I was only half listening, but Toni was hanging on his every word. Well, I knew she had as little interest in football as I did but she certainly had an interest in Nathan. Her boyfriend had been dumped around the same time as Olly, so I sat listening with some amusement as he trotted out his ‘Do you want to see the video of me with David Beckham?’ line before arranging to pick her up after college, all three of us knowing exactly what would be happening.

The smile on her face when I saw her the following morning confirmed that it had gone well, and she too was a regular visitor to his bed over the next few months. Apparently he had looked disappointed when she turned up in a tracksuit but soon changed his tune when he realised that that was all she was wearing! He quickly worked out that she liked it rough and had given her a hard spanking, calling her a dirty slut etc. for turning up ready for fucking. He was alternating between spanking her and roughly banging three fingers into her pussy as he had her on all fours in front of his mirror. She was so excited that she came as soon as he rammed his cock up her as he violently fucked her doggy, watching himself in the mirror as usual. She was squirming in her seat as she told me, said the cheeks of her bum – and pussy – were still tingling from his assault.

He was a cheeky sod though. We were sitting together for lunch as usual and he came over and joined us. After a bit of chat he asked us if any other of our friends were interested in football! He may as well have said straight out ‘Do you know anyone else that I can fuck?’ We suggested Jessica. She was a pretty blonde with big eyes, very nice looking. She was also the youngest girl in our year having just made the cut off point by a day. Jess made no secret of her interest in boys and like most of our friends she had cast her virginity away some time ago. That she liked football was an added bonus for Nathan.

By coincidence she walked into the canteen as we were talking. He lost no time in going over to her and that evening she joined the ‘fucked by Nathan’ club. The next day they both – separately – thanked us, Nathan asking if we knew any more girls that liked football and Jess for making one of her dreams come true!

Nathan was obviously the leader of the ‘hot’ guys and Toni and I had lots of them asking us out soon after. He must have told all of them that we were both an easy fuck, it quite excited me that they were obviously talking about us, comparing notes as to what they had done to us. We said yes to some and no to others. Once you said yes there was only one outcome, it was just a case of where you ended up having your knickers pulled down. Sometimes I didn’t bother with undies as it was quicker, and it turned the guys on too.

We were aware that we were being passed around this group of guys, being used for easy casual sex, they were almost fucking us on a rota basis as we would be passed from one to the next. I didn’t mind as they were all good looking and being seen with them made all our friends jealous. The other advantage was that as none of those guys were virgins, they had all fucked plenty of times, the sex was far better too!

As I said, we did say ‘no’ quite often, but it soon became obvious that Jess didn’t say ‘no’ to anyone. Nathan confided that she had earned the nickname ‘the nympho’ for the speed in which she would get her knickers off and her enthusiasm once they were. He told us that he had persuaded her to have a threesome with him and another guy, staying overnight in a hotel. He said that they had fucked for hours and after they had both cum in her three times she brought herself off a final time with the neck of a wine bottle in her pussy!

In the morning he woke up to her sucking his cock back to life, eager to be fucked some more before they had to leave. I thought he was exaggerating until I saw her in action for myself the night of the end of term party, but more about that later.

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After an incredible night of passion, Phillip and Liz may see each other in a new light in the morning.

After such a night, that lasted into the early morning hours, its no surprise that Liz slept in a little later then she otherwise would have intended. It’s also no surprise that her dreams were racier than she’d remembered having for many years, maybe since she was in college. With real life passionate fucking to fuel her sleeping brains sexier inclinations, she woke up with a sigh after finishing a very nice dream where she’d been riding Phillips cock until he came once again inside her.

Liz took a deep breath and sat up, looking around the room and finding her phone. The time was 1035 and sunlight was streaming in through two bedroom windows. That’s what had finally woken her up, the sunlight shining on her face.

Liz could hear a shower going in the adjoining bathroom. She found her clothes, but she didn’t feel like putting them on. She found a pair of loose boxers, some sweatpants and a zip up hoodie and laid them out on the bed.

Liz smiled and decided to join Phillip in the shower. She checked the door and found it unlocked. When she entered the steam wafted over her and she opened the shower door, happy to find it was big enough for two. Phillip greeted her with a kiss and put his arms around her, dragging her under the shower head.

“I was just about to get out, but since you’re here I think I can stay a while,” she felt Phillip smile as he pressed his face next to hers and grabbed her ass hard. “God damn your butt feels so good in my hands.”

“Mmmm baby, your body feels so good too,” Liz said. They held each other for a few minutes, just rocking beneath the warm water and pressing their naked flesh against each other. Liz felt Phillip caressing her back.

“I’ll go get started on breakfast before the hot water runs out,” Phillip said as he steped away from her and out of the shower.

Liz soaped herself up and let the warm water wash over face and body. “I wonder what’s in store for me today….”

She was excited, but another part of her felt nervous. Back when Phillip and her ex-husband had been friends, before her and Phillips one night stand, she had been friendly with Phillip; but not exactly close friends. Phillip would come over to watch a game, or they’d all attend the same party together, or they might go on double dates together, but she and Phillip had never had a lot of one on one alone time. She had always been attracted to him, which is why when she had her crisis all those years ago it set the stage for her to have that one night of passion.

But now, here she was at his house, taking a shower and about to go down to breakfast with him after he had literally fucked her brains out the night before. She thought about some of the things she’d said to him, how she’d told him to cum deep inside her, impregnate her and change her body forever. Jesus.

She stepped out of the shower and dried herself off. As she put the clothes on that she had gotten from Phillips clothes dresser. Had she meant that? It was certainly hot in the moment, but did she really want to make that kind of life with Phillip? Is that what he wanted? If not and it was just sex talk, this could be an awkward breakfast. Was it just sex talk or what?

Certainly part of her was leaning towards it being real, and not just talk. She had wanted kids with her ex, but then he started drinking too much and things started falling apart. But she hadn’t given up on her desire to have kids, or at least one. It was something she wanted very much.

But what if Phillip didn’t, for real? Well, he obviously was willing to come in her over and over, so maybe he did? Or maybe he didn’t, but he wasn’t being very careful in that case. If she wanted a baby, and she had this good looking, nice man who was apparently eager to unload his genetics into her body, maybe she could just take advantage of the situation and see what happens. No rush, but no precautions either?

Is this crazy? Yes, she had an incredible night with him, but now she was seriously planning to get pregnant with him? Welp, she’d thought a lot about taking what she deserved. She deserved the good fucking Phillip was giving her, and she definitely deserved a child if she wanted one and could conceive one. So why shouldn’t she let it happen if that’s gorukle escort what she wanted?

She went to the living room and saw Phillip serving breakfast, which appeared to consist of eggs, biscuits and coffee.

“Whew, this is a big breakfast that you made while I was in the shower,” Liz said sitting down at one of the seats.

“Ahhh it wasn’t that much work. I just made coffee and eggs. The biscuits just needed to be warmed up. But…. I figure we had a pretty uhm, active evening, so we deserved a good breakfast.”

“I’d say so, I’ve been thinking this morning about what I deserve,” Liz said as she began to dig into the breakfast.

“Oh yea?” Phillip said. “You think you deserve a good spanking after last nights activities?”

“Well, yes, I wouldn’t mind that actually,” Liz said laughing. “But yes, I was thinking about how I deserve what you gave me last night, all the uhm… fun. I’ve been needing something like that for a long long time. I hope you feel the same.”

“Oh I do, I really do,” Phillip said. “Like I said last night, I’ve been thinking about fucking you again for years. I know it wasn’t right, but that night so long ago at your party was the greatest sex of my life, up until last night. Last night was amazing and I definitely feel like we both deserved it. Like I said, I don’t want to let you go.”

“Yes well, there were a lot of things said last night. Don’t want to assume things said in the heat of passion are always a hundred percent uhm…. Accurate.” Liz said, getting to the end of her plate of food and sipping her coffee.

“What do you mean? I meant everything I said last night?” Phillip said.

“Just that, I mean, there were a lot of things said last night, I mean, you said you wanted to breed me, but I’m not necessarily holding you to becoming a father,” Liz said. He had opened the door for her to talk about things that were said last night, so she was going to walk through it.

“I uhm, I meant that too. I mean, obviously its your decision what to do with your body, but… frankly I would enjoy trying and I’ve always wanted a child. And I want you more than any woman I’ve ever met. I want that so bad, but if you don’t, I understand.”

“I meant what I said too, I think I want that too,” Liz said. “Still, not exactly something we need to commit to right this minute. But like you said, it would be very enjoyable trying, right?”

“I 100% agree, completely, it would absolutely be fun to cum in you many more times,” Phillip said, giggling a little.

Liz rolled her eyes, “Of course, you’re a man. A willing woman to be a cum dumpster for you is all you guys ever want, right?”

“Well, when you put it like that, yes,” Phillip said, smiling and cleaning up the table, putting the plates in the kitchen sink. When he came back into the dining room, he stood next to her and examined her clothes. “Nice clothes by the way, did you put these on so I’ll have easy access to your body?”

Phillip reached down her slightly unzipped hoodie, his hoodie, and ran his hands over her breasts, leaning down and giving her a kiss. She turned towards him and kissed him back, unzipping the hoodie and pressing both his hands to her ample breasts. “Take me to bed.”

They both moved back to the bedroom, Phillip had only been wearing a t-shirt and boxer briefs while Liz slipped completely out of the hoodie, leaving the pants on for now. She crawled under the covers and placed her head on Phillips shoulder, similar to how she remembered falling asleep this morning.

“You feel so warm,” Liz said. She rubbed her hands over his now bare chest.

They lay there, relaxing and snuggling close to one another for a few minutes. Liz ran her hand down his chest to his waistline and then found his dick, soft for once.

Before caressing it further she lifted the covers up and moved her head closer to it.

Phillip laughed and said, “What are you doing?”

“I just like to watch it get hard and get so long. Your dick really is big ya know?” Liz said, slowly stroking his cock and feeling it get hot, long and thick. “You’ll have to take it easy on me with the pounding ok? I am feeling a little sore from earlier.”

“Gotcha, gentle fucking only,” Phillip said.

“Well, I’ll… let you know how gentle… or not gentle to be, how about that?” Liz said.

“Sounds altıparmak eskort bayan good to me,” Phillip said.

Phillip climbed on top of her, he moved his arms under her shoulder and held her close, pressing his hold body down on top of her tightly. She could feel his rock hard, hot cock pressed into her torso. She nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck and shoulder and kissed him as he did the same on her other side. She could feel him inhale deeply with his face pressed into her hair.

“I’m sorry, it just feels so good being on top of you like this, it feels so good to be pressed up against you so tightly. I just want to eat you up.” Phillip feigned taking a deep bite out of her neck and kissed her earlobes. Liz giggled.

“Your breathing is tickling me,” Liz said. “But it does feel good having you on top of me. I like feeling your weight. I like feeling that you’re in possession of me.”

“I never thought you would have such a uhm… submissive streak in you,” Phillip said. He grabbed his dick and began moving it towards his goal, roughly in the center of Liz’s body.

Suddenly he felt Liz pushing against him with her arms and legs and heard her grunting against him as she said, “Oh yea? You think I’m submissive huh?”

Phillip felt her pressing hard against him. He smiled and removed his hands from around her shoulders and grabbed both her wrists, planting them firmly on the bed as he thrust into her. He remembered what she had told him about feeling sore and slid his dick inside her warm wet pussy slowly, but gripped her wrists hard and pushed them into the bed. Then he leaned forward and kissed her forehead and said, “Yea, I do.”

He began slowly fucking her and continued to kiss her forehead, with soft and wet kisses. “I do think you’re submissive. I think you enjoy being pinned down, forced to take a huge dick inside your needy body.”

“Ohh… uh… fuck, god you feel so good.” Liz said. She surrendered to him. She hadn’t really wanted to fight it anyway, she had just wanted to push back a little. She loved what she was feeling so far. Phillips mouth moved from her forehead and down to her tits, still holding her arms far out to the side as he began to lick and suck her tits, alternating between them as he saw fit. Slowly, he continued to pull his dick out of her until it was almost completely outside of her body before he thrust it back in, equally as slowly. The pleasure of feeling every single inch move inside of her was almost too much already.

Finally he loosened his grip on her arms. She quickly wrapped her arms around him and pulled him down closer on top of her. Before there had been a few inches separating his torso from hers, now they were jammed back together again and he was only able to make small thrusts in and out of her. Liz reveled in the feeling of their bodies being so close together.

“Please baby, just keep holding me close, I know this is kind of… restricting your movement, but it just feels so good to have you near me,” Liz said, moaning into his ear softly.

“I know Liz, god you feel so warm. Everything about being close to you feels good, every inch of you touching me feels amazing,” Phillip held her tightly just as she held him tightly. Phillip staying so close to her meant he could only move a couple inches of his dick out of her before moving back in, but every single second of it felt amazing.

She reached between their bodies and began gently touching herself and touching him too. She caressed her clitoris and moved her fingers down to touch the head of his dick when it exited her body, quickly playing with her pussy before he moved back inside her and then she caressed the length of his dick as he pushed inside of her.

“Oh god, oh god, you feel so good, I think I want it harder,” Liz said. “I think I need it harder, its ok, I want it. I can take it. Give it to me harder baby, just a little harder.”

Phillip pulled away from her, creating some distance between them so he could pull his hips farther away, and thus remove his dick farther from her body, thrusting it in 6 inches instead of the previous 2 or 3 he had room for before.

Now he was not only working with more of his dick, plunging it in and out of her, but he was fucking her at a much more robust pace. Her heart rate began nilüfer eskort bayan to accelerate and a fire began coursing through her body, her brain overloading again as it had every time Phillip had fucked her.

He truly was giving it to her better than any man ever had, fucking her brains out and turning her into nothing more than a mewling, senseless, slutty body. “Yes! Yes, fuck me harder give me that big fat dick!”

Phillip growled and grabbed a hold of her right breast with both hands, squeezing it tightly and planting his mouth on her tit, biting and sucking hard as he grunted again and increased the pace of his fucking even more. Liz screamed as she felt his hard dick increase in speed. Phillip stayed there, sucking her tit and moving to the other one, biting it and sucking it, at one point biting it hard enough that she cried out in pain.

Phillip relented, lifting his torso up and she cried out again, feeling the absence of his attention. He reached next to her head and grabbed a pillow, then he lifted her butt up and slid the pillow underneath her body and began fucking her harder, sweat beading on his head.

“Holy shit!” Liz cried out, as the new angle allowed him to get even deeper than before, now the full length of his dick slamming into her. His hips slapping her thighs made a sound she found very erotic, combined with the mass of flesh moving in and out of her, her fingers still playing with herself and caressing his dick as it moved in and out of her.

“That’s right baby, take this fucking dick. You love being underneath me, being controlled by me. It’s true, I wasn’t sure until now. But you will do anything I ask as long as I fuck you with this big dick, won’t you? I own your body.”

“Awwww…. Oh god, yes, fuck…. You own me. You own me. I belong to you. You’ve got more control over me than any man has ever had. Just keep fucking me, please please daddy. Daddy, oh shit. I’m gonna cum daddy. Give me your cum and breed my body!” Liz’s body was exploding all around her again, this is what she had wanted all morning. This is what she wanted every day, forever, for the rest of her life, if she could get it. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she felt like she was being struck by lightening.

Over and over and over again, she screamed, “Yessssss…. Yes, god yes daddy! Fuck!”

Phillip grunted again and said, “Yes, cum all over my dick you slut. You love it, you love being treated like a cum slut, because you know the truth. That’s all you are, is just a needy little cum slut. That’s why you let me fuck your brains out in the park. This is what you need, what you deserve, to be treated like a plaything, my plaything.”

Phillip lifted her legs up so that her knees were on his shoulders, then he pushed his body forward so that she was curled up under him as he continued to fuck her. He leaned forward and pressed her knees back towards her own body, so that her own knees were pressing into her chest as her pussy was curled under him, accepting his increasingly fast, deep and hard thrusts.

Feeling the extreme weight of his body pressing into her once again, and the incredible pressure and thrusting length of his dick, her body shuddered and rocked as another massive orgasm blasted through her. She screamed and grunted, her cries strained as her lungs fought his weight, and part of her own body weight pressing on her.

Her fingers grabbed onto his shoulders and clenched as hard as she could. She was pretty sure she was drawing blood, but at this point she didn’t care. She needed something to hold onto, tightly.

“I’m gonna cum deep in you baby, oh god. Oh oh fuck, take it take it,” Phillip groaned as he felt his dick convulsing.

“Yes! Yes, deep inside me please now!” She felt his dick jerking deep inside her, unloading a torrent of warm cum and filling her. She moaned and groaned, her mouth hanging open as her body had no choice but to submit to the savage breeding of the man above her. She wasn’t sure if she was imagining feeling his cum pool insider her or if it was real, but she could feel his dick twitching inside her as he moaned above her. She loved every second of it, every pulse and twitch.

She couldn’t breath, the pressure was too much, but she didn’t want it to stop. When Phillip was done with her, he finally rolled to her side and she began taking deep, ragged breaths.

She curled up next to him and threw her arm across his chest, the both of them breathing heavy and fast like they’d just finished running a marathon. They both drifted off to sleep, exhausted again by their exertions and the powerful orgasms that had wracked their bodies.

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I know you didn’t really want to go to that conference, but at least it was only going to be for a couple of days, and, lucky for you, it was in New Orleans. At least you would have a good time. On Saturday night, you texted me that you were going to wander around and find a good bar. I knew what that meant, someplace with a big whiskey selection and a bartender who could make you some exotic cocktails. Knowing you, you researched the places online, looked at reviews, and figured out the directions. The first place you visited was nice enough, with a game on the TV on the wall, and bowls of popcorn and nuts on the bar.

After two drinks, you decided to walk for a while and see what else there was to do. A couple of blocks later, you came up to a neon-lit, trashy looking bar with posters advertising girls in various stages of undress. Not your style, usually, as a nice, monogamous, married guy. You would feel guilty about eyeing naked women, about lusting after them, imagining what they would feel like, what they would taste like. But, the feeling of being out of your routine, combined with the drinks you had already had, and the strange nature of New Orleans, exciting and sinful and alcohol-soaked, took you out of your comfort zone and you decided to go in. It was fairly dark inside, but didn’t look too bad, small tables scattered in a large room, a lot of average, middle-aged men drinking and listening to the music.

You sat down, feeling nervous and strange being in a bar by yourself; you studied the menu for a while, then drained your glass of water, then played with your phone, hoping to look less awkward. The beer you ordered finally arrived, a little too warm and tasting a little tired and flat. After a while, and another beer, you started to relax a little. You tried to remember the last time you had been in a club alone, no one commenting on how much you were drinking or how much you were spending.

You looked around at the girls, some of them topless, some in bras and panties. One of them caught your eye, not the prettiest girl there, but curvy, with beautiful, smooth olive skin and unruly, wavy brown hair. You could see a row of tiny diamond studs going up the curve of one ear, and a small tattoo, some sort of delicate script you couldn’t read, on the inside of her wrist. She was near the bar, talking to the bartender. You stared at her, imagining the feel of her skin, the smell of her perfume. You felt your heart beat a little faster and your breathing quicken.

A new song came on, something haunting and sexy. You watched as she walked over to the stage and started to bend and twist to the music. It wasn’t dancing as much as it was undulating. She stroked the fabric of her lace bra, playing with her nipples. She seemed to be in her own world at first, but after a few minutes, she started to make eye contact with a few of the men watching her. She reached out and plucked a ten dollar bill out of the fingers of the man nearest the stage. She smiled at him and leaned forward toward him. He reached up and unhooked the front clasp of her bra so that her breasts sprung free. He reached up and squeezed and stroked them the way you wanted to, for a few seconds until she pulled away, smiling. You imagined how they would feel under your hands. You could feel them in your mind, full and soft.

She moved back to the center of the stage and began to move to the music again. She ran one finger down from her breasts, down her abdomen, to the top edge of her panties. She slipped one finger inside the waistband and stroked herself a little. She looked around at the men speculatively, and did what she had done before. She walked over to another man with a bill in his hand; you couldn’t be sure, but it looked like a twenty, and took it out of his hand slowly, teasingly. She pulled him up on the stage by the hand, and motioned to him to hook his thumbs on either side of her panties. He smiled and did what she asked. He pulled them down, grinning at his friends. She took one of his hands and used it to lightly stroke her public hair. The man breathed in sharply at the feel of it; you imagined yourself in his place, the soft curls under your fingertips. Maybe you would be bold enough to slip a finger or two lower, to rub between her legs and feel the wetness you knew you would find. You felt yourself stiffen at the thought. gaziantep escort You watched her as she finished her dance, fully naked now, unable to take your eyes off of her.

When the show was over, she disappeared into the back of the bar; you hung around, with your fourth (or maybe it was your fifth) beer. After a while she emerged, in a skimpy, silky dress, and walked around mingling with the customers. When she came near you, you gestured for her to sit down and the two of you started to make small talk. It was surprisingly normal chit-chat about the music, the city, her favorite place to get a spicy jambalaya. You bought her a drink, the bar’s signature cocktail, an overpriced and obnoxiously sweet-looking thing. After the second one, she excused herself to go to the bathroom. You fished your wallet out of your pants pocket and opened it, thinking. You pulled out the wad of bills you had withdrawn from the ATM earlier that day and counted out what you needed to pay the tab you and she had run up; you rifled through what was left and made your decision; when she came back and sat back down with you, your heart was pounding and the blood was rushing to your head.

You decided this was the moment you would leap off the cliff, do what you had been fantasizing about. With shaking hands, you set the pile of twenties on the table near her. She looked at them and licked her lips while looking into your eyes. She moved her hand over the stack of bills, and smoothly swept them off the table and tucked them away out of sight. A second later, her hand crept toward yours. She turned your hand over and started to gently stroke the palm with one finger. Your nerve endings began to tingle. You looked at her and she smiled wickedly. She stood and led you past the bar, to a hallway with a few small private rooms. She opened the door and pushed you inside.

The fantasy became reality in an instant; you realized that you were about to cheat on your wife, that you could do all of the things that had been lurking in you, under the surface. That you could do, and say, anything. You leaned against the wall and unzipped your pants. Your cock sprang out, stiff and throbbing. You pushed her down on her knees in front of you. “Suck my cock”, you growl. “Make me come in your mouth”. She leaned forward, opened her mouth and you felt her envelope you; the feeling of warmth and wetness almost made you come right there. But you wanted more. You wanted to use the words you couldn’t use in your regular life, the words where you took control, where you wanted what you wanted with no apologies and no second thoughts. You held her head tight against you and thrust into her mouth, fucking her, almost choking her. Every few strokes you would pull almost all the way out, feeling the cold air on your skin, then plunged back into her, making her gasp for air.

You loved this unfamiliar feeling of treating her as nothing but a means to an end. Something you could dominate, oblivious to what she wanted, what she liked. You kept fucking her mouth, fast, then slow, until you could feel your orgasm approaching. You pulled out just as you were starting to explode and moaned as you came all over her breasts. You ran two fingers through the slippery mess and rubbed it over her nipples; you held them to her lips; you squirmed as she opened her mouth and sucked them clean.

Not ready to stop yet, you pulled her up from the ground and turned her around so that she was facing the wall. You pulled her thong down and felt between her legs with your hand. You poked your middle finger up inside her. She moaned, with pleasure or with pain. You didn’t know which and you didn’t really care. You pulled your slippery finger out of her and moved it around to rub her clit, more roughly than you usually do. It didn’t take long before you were hard again. You grabbed her hips from behind and pulled her back to impale her on your erection. You slammed into her again and again. So soon after coming, you knew it would take you a while this time, so you were ready for a nice long fuck session. Each time you thrust, you felt engulfed, from the base of your cock to the swollen tip, and each time she would moan and writhe. You alternated between slow, smooth, deep strokes and fast, forceful, frantic ones. You could feel the muscles straining in your calves from the awkward angle, but it was too good to consider stopping to change position. A few more minutes and you could feel it, that second when you knew you are getting close to climax. You kept thrusting and fingering her, your heart beating almost out of your chest. With one last, giant thrust, you emptied yourself into her. You felt her contractions squeeze you as she climaxed with you.

You stayed like that for a minute, a tornado of thoughts and sensations and emotions swirling through your mind. The combination of the risk, the novelty, the pleasure, even the guilt, hit you all at once. You were shocked at what you had done, and scared of what you might still do. You had two more days at the conference; you knew that you would be spending those two evenings thinking hard about whether you would be back to the club.

Back at the hotel that night, you couldn’t settle down to sleep. Your brain was too full of thoughts and images from the hours before. You would close your eyes, try to make your mind a blank, tried to slow your breathing down and drift off, but every time you were close to sleep, you flashed back to the way your hands felt on the curve of her hip, the warmth of her lips, or the way the way the evening smelled- a mix of beer, perfume, and smoke.You dozed a little here and there, but kept waking up to the crazy whirlwind in your head. It had only taken a couple of hours for you to change into someone you could barely recognize. By 4:00 am you had decided you were going back to the club; you spent the next hours planning what you would do when you got there. If this was going to be your one fling, you wanted to make it count.

You woke the next day, plan in mind. You had to make it through the day of meetings at the conference, alternating between dozing off from not having gotten enough sleep, and fidgeting in anticipation of the evening ahead. Finally, the last talk was over; you ducked the colleagues who wanted you to go to the happy hour that followed and left the hotel. You had things to do; first the bank to cash a very large check, then a couple of other stops, and finally back to the club. The dancers were just arriving. You found the stripper from last night and pulled her aside. You whispered in her ear; her eyes widened as you whispered what you wanted from her and what you were willing to pay. She hesitated when she heard your terms, but the money won her over and she looked you in the eye and nodded. You handed her a paper with your room number; you told her to make an excuse and get out of her shift and meet you in an hour. You told her to plan to be there all night; you had a lot of needs to fulfill.

You spent the hour setting up your equipment; she showed up as ordered, just as you were finishing. You told her to change and handed her what you had bought, a long-sleeved mesh body stocking, fairly opaque, with cutout nipples and open at the crotch. You told her to lie down and turned your iPhone to record video and set it in the small tripod you had bought that afternoon. Everything was ready; you could begin. In a voice that was a little more tentative than you would have liked, you said, “stroke your nipples”. She used one finger, then two, to stroke and tease; you instructed her to take an ice cube from the glass of water in the table next to her, and run it up and down between her breasts. You heard her breathe in sharply as the cold ice met her warm, smooth skin. You wanted to reach out and see if her nipples had hardened from her touch, but you didn’t want to spoil the filming.

After a few moments, you told her to move the ice down her abdomen, and slide it over her clit. Again you heard her gasp, and saw her squirm. Again you wanted to touch her but made yourself wait until the time was right. Finally the ice was melted away; you gave her her next order- “rub yourself”. You were so unused to this, demanding what you wanted instead of asking, making her perform for your pleasure. You’d never recorded anyone before; there was something detached about it, making her a prop, a tool for your enjoyment, but now you could see the attraction. She rubbed herself as you directed, slow when you wanted, then fast, then inserting a couple of fingers. You told her to finger fuck herself but to stop before she came. She obeyed. You watched her fingers moving frantically in and out as her breathing quickened. You sat back watching her while the video ran, cock hard and bulging inside your pants. You saw she was getting close to orgasm, so you told her to stop. She looked at you, waiting for your next command.

You pointed to the night table next to the bed. “Open that drawer and see what you find.” She reached in and pulled out the vibrator you had stashed away. “Turn it on”, you ordered, “put it inside you”. She nodded; you couldn’t tell if she liked the idea of not, but it didn’t really matter; you had paid for her obedience. She inserted the vibrator, first an inch, then another, slowly and teasingly, looking directly in your eyes the entire time. You felt like you could tell her to do anything you wanted, and she would. The thought excited and scared you at the same time. You took hold of the vibrator yourself, and started to thrust it into her, pushing on the spot inside that you knew would be the most intense. You told her to finger herself while you fucked her with the toy, and watched as her breathing became ragged and she started to moan softly. You felt how wet and slippery she was getting, and knew she was close. You pulled the vibrator out abruptly and switched it off.

A voice that didn’t seem like it could be coming from your mouth said “beg for it; beg me to let you come”. She spoke for the first time since you had her lie down, “please let me. I want to come so bad; please, please”. You felt like a puppet master, pulling her strings at your whim.

“Not yet”, you whispered, “tell me what you’ll do for me if I give you permission”.

“Anything you want, I’ll do whatever you want, if you just let me”. You scanned through the possibilities in your mind. You tried to decide which made you feel more powerful- denying her permission to satisfy herself or granting it. You made your decision; you plunged the dildo back inside her and kept thrusting, harder this time. With the video still recording, she finally came, shuddering and convulsing.

Now you were ready, more than ready. You yanked your shorts off, moved up on the bed, and straddled her. You squeezed her breasts roughly, rubbing her nipples with your thumbs. You thrust your cock in between them and moaned at the feeling of being engulfed by them. You fucked her this way for a while, but you were so aroused and didn’t want to come this way.

You gripped her shoulders for leverage and shoved your cock, rigid as you had ever been, into her open mouth. You heard her gasp, felt her gagging; a small portion of your brain considered slowing down and being more gentle, but a few seconds of you plowing into her warm, wet mouth and that part of your brain went silent. All you cared about was getting your cock as deep and hard down her throat as you can. You felt her squirming beneath you; she didn’t protest, and you aren’t sure you could stop if she had. You’re close, so close. You thrust faster, and harder. Finally couldn’t hold it back anymore. You shuddered, over and over, as you came and felt her swallowing the fluids running down her throat while she struggled to breathe.

You stayed like that as your convulsing subsided; finally you pulled out of her mouth and looked down at her, makeup smeared, hair disheveled, splayed out and manhandled. You felt a little dazed by what has happened. You had never indulged this side of yourself before. You knew that you were going to have to do some serious thinking on the way home to decide whether to hide that side of you away again, or get to know it better in the future. But, that would have to wait until tomorrow; you had paid for her compliance for the rest of the night, and you wanted to get your money’s worth.

It’s been a week since you’ve been back from the conference, 4 days since you screwed up your courage and told me all about your adventure and saw how aroused I was by it, and 2 days since you played the recording for me and we reenacted some of what you had done with her. there was an intensity that hadn’t been there for far too long.

I remembered our conversation before you left – me telling you how excited I got thinking of you being overtaken by lust, giving in to the urges I knew were buried under your civilized exterior. It took a lot of urging from me that I would be ok with it, as long as I got to see and hear the details and use them to spice up our own encounters.. And it did, didn’t it? Maybe I’ll let you handle the next conference on your own…

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I walked away from my first girl on girl experience with a new perspective on my sexuality. Meeting Jamie was not only exciting, but I had finally satisfied my bi-curiosity.

Jamie was on my mind constantly, and admittedly, I masturbated a few times thinking about her. It had only been a few weeks since we met, but I found myself checking my phone every time it rang praying I’d see her number, and then early one morning, it was there!

“Hi. It’s Jamie.” She said.

I felt a tingle in my belly and my throat tighten. I knew she’d call, but when she did, it was like those feelings you get when you have a high school crush.

“Hey. I was thinking about you. How are you?” I replied.

“Great. Work sucks but that”s not why I called. I’m heading out for a meeting at that hotel in about an hour and was wondering if you’d like to meet me at lunch time?”

As soon as she said the words, I could feel myself getting excited. I squeezed my legs together and felt a familiar twitch. It was almost like a light switch. I heard her voice and I melted. I quickly checked my calendar. All clear.

“Sure. I can get away today. Where and what time?”

She gave me the details, and we hung up the phone. I immediately began to plan my day around what I knew would be a fun lunch hour. I dressed carefully and paid special attention to my bra and panty choice. For some reason, I wanted to impress her.

As I was dressing, I wondered just how adventurous she might be, so I went into my “toy” box and thought I’d bring some things to play with if she were up to it and the opportunity presented itself. I threw a few select items in a small bag and finished getting ready for work.

Just as I was about to leave my husband asked.

“Who was on the phone?”

“Remember Jamie? She wants to get together for lunch.” I told him with a little smile.

“Oh yea. I remember Jamie.” He smiled back thinking how great I fucked bursa sınırsız escort him the first time I met her.

“Enjoy and I’ll see you later.”

Twelve thirty couldn’t come soon enough. I watched the clock obsessively. As I sat at my desk, I remembered her little pushed up nose, cute little smile and her long brown hair. I thought about how the curls at the bottom swept across her perky tits and how soft they felt in my hands. And, of course, that beautiful, smooth pussy.

By 10:30 I was crazy thinking about her. Things were quiet so I told my assistant I had to run out to my car and make a private call. I had no idea where I was headed, but quickly left and jumped in my car. I needed to be alone. It was a hot summer day, but my windows were tinted, and I turned on the A/C. I drove around to the back of the lot and pulled in under a tree.

My seats were finally beginning to feel cool under my bare legs. I pushed the seat back as far as it would go and lowered the back. I don’t know what came over me, but with just enough room to spread my legs, I quickly started to rub myself. First outside my panties but as I touched myself I realized there was no going back.

I was crazed thinking about Jamie. I was oblivious to anything around me as I pulled the crotch aside and touched myself. Dipping my middle finger in the opening and then tickling my clit, it was seconds before I felt the explosion.

My heart pounding, I quickly collected myself and got back to my desk. A little redder in the face, all I could do was try and concentrate as I waited out the last hour.

It was finally time to leave and my heart raced as I drove to the hotel. I wasn’t sure what to expect or how things would be between us but all I know is by the time I arrived and parked my car, I was at a sexually fevered pitch I can’t explain.

I knocked at her door and when she answered I was immediately taken bursa üniversiteli escort back to our last meeting. She was as adorable as I remembered and appeared even sexier to me than the last time.

Her look and smile told me everything.

“I missed you.” She said.

I stepped toward her and put my arms around her waist and simply said “Me too.”

I felt electrified as I brushed my lips across hers and then she leaned forward and kissed me hard. I opened my mouth to taste her. Her tongue was delicious, and we began kissing wildly. I grabbed her waist and pulled her toward me sensing I didn’t have to be shy this time.

My hands explored her eagerly. She was fantastic. My desire for her was almost untamed, but I held back so I could savor each moment.

She reached for me and unbuttoned my blouse. My nipples were hard and I could feel them pressing against my bra. I unzipped and removed her dress. Then my skirt was on the floor. She stood before me in a black lace bra and boy-cut panties. The curve of her bottom poked out of her panties and I couldn’t control my desire to touch her. I caressed her ripe apple ass and heard her moan deeply in her throat.

My hand then slipped down the front of her panties and she opened her legs slightly to let me feel her. I rubbed her gently with just my finger and then pulled her panties down and tossed them aside. I was kneeling in front of her and began to kiss her.

Her pussy was exactly as I remembered – trimmed and sweet. Her little lips holding her clit like petals. I pressed myself between her thighs and began to lick her slowly and feather-like at first and then more eagerly gently sucking her clit.

I continued to explore her and my tongue gently found its way inside her. Although I was still very much a novice, I was sure to give and take as her body rhythm spoke to me. It took moments bursa anal yapan escort before her hips began to grind and her breathing became shallow. I followed her lead licking more quickly but was sure not to overwhelm her pleasure.

As I sucked and licked her some more, she grabbed the back of my head telling me to enjoy her. She started rocking her ass faster and faster then held the back of my head pressing herself against my mouth. She burst, crying out, my face buried in her wetness.

She was breathing hard and after a moment, pulled me to her, and we began to kiss again. Jamie reached around and unhooked my bra.

“I love your tits.” She said.

She pinched and rolled my nipple between her fingers and my pussy began to throb. I arched my back and she pinched a little harder.

“Get rid of your panties.” She whispered.

I threw them on the floor and crawled up beside her. Jamie cupped my breast and then bent her head to suck my nipples. She tongued each of them and then took my areola into her mouth. I was soaking wet and knew I couldn’t hold it together much longer.

She took her mouth from my tits and then slid down the bed looking into my eyes as she maneuvered south. I opened my legs and she pushed her middle finger inside me. As her finger slipped in, I felt my tunnel suck it in gently.

“Oh my God.” I cried softly.

I lifted my hips to meet each in and out stroke. She pulled out her finger and giggled.

“Mmmm.” She said as she sucked my wetness off “Delicious.”

Then she bent her head between my legs. She took her tongue and tickled it near my ass then licked forward through my wet lips and up over my clit.

I knew her face was covered in my juices turning me on even more. I was losing control and wanted release. I began shaking my hips so my pussy danced on her tongue. Faster and faster matching my motion she licked me until I came uncontrollably grabbing onto the sheets.

We had no idea what time it was or if our lunch hour was over.

She checked her watch and said. “Wow. It’s late.” “Let’s not wait for another meeting to see each other. How about lunch again next week?”

“Yes.” I replied. “Tuesday. My treat.”

“Andrea?” She said with a sly smile. “What’s in the bag?”

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The soft breeze that swept barely cool air across the swimming pool and over Leah’s white cotton dress, did nothing to cool her in the late August heat of Baton Rouge, Louisiana, as she read her textbook.

“God, Information Technology for Professionals has to be the most boring book ever written.” She thought.

=================

Jared, Leah’s boyfriend of five years walked onto the patio carrying the last bag of trash from this afternoon’s bar-be-que. He glanced to make sure that Leah was alright as she studied in the chaise lounge beside the pool and nearly tripped over his own feet. He slowly turned and watched her; she was so very beautiful. As he watched, a bead of sweat grew large enough to trickle down from her brow. He watched the droplet meander across her features, it tracked along the side of her eye, down her soft cheek, turned toward her full lips – lips that he could spend hours kissing, past half-open mouth to her perfectly shaped chin – well she hated her chin, but to him it just like everything else about her – perfect. The bead of sweat hung for just a moment on her chin before throwing itself onto her breast below, the drop landed and he breathed again. When had he started holding his breath? He watched the droplet land and ever so slowly caress her breast as it disappeared into her cleavage.

=================

“…the purpose of identifying machinery by actual hardware address is…” she read.

“I know you are watching me, Jared,” she thought. “I can feel your eyes on me.”

“…the purpose of identifying machinery by actual hardware address is…” she read again.

“He is so beautiful, I’m sure he standing there in those torn nylon shorts and sandals, with that stupid lusty look on his face. I wonder if I can steal a quick look at him without him noticing? Of course I can’t,” she continued to muse.

Sighing she tried again, “…the purpose of identifying machinery by actual hardware address is…”

=================

Even though he couldn’t really see them he knew that the only movement that belied that she was not a beautiful statue carved by one of the great masters were her eyes, those sparkling green eyes that he could lose his entire soul in. Eyes that always snapped back and forth as she read, eyes the color of newly grown grass, vivid, beautiful. Whenever Leah’s eyes fell upon Jared, he could feel his knees weaken. He continued to watch her, the setting sun casting its glow onto her and causing a reflection that formed a halo…a shimmering ring that only served to soften her already beautiful features. her hair to become a halo, a glowing halo that only served to soften her already beautiful features. As he continued to stare he saw her move. Just a hint of movement as she rubbed her knees together. She knew he was there, and his gaze was affecting her.

=================

Leah could feel the arousal starting to build in her. “…the purpose of identifying machinery by actual hardware address is…” she tried again.

“God, I hate when he looks at me like this. I can feel his eyes. I know that soft look. It’s like he reaches out and touches my soul with his eyes. God, I love it when he does this.”

=================

Returning tecavüz porno to his chore, Jared, dropped the bag in the trashcan and replaced the lid. Wanting any excuse to step closer to her he walked around the long way around the pool the long way to the chaise where she lounged. “Let me refill this for you.” (He said as) H(h)e took her still full glass of lemonade and returned to the house.

=================

“What a shit!” she growled to herself. “…the purpose of identifying machinery by actual hardware address is…”

“Was that just an excuse or is he playing tonight.”

“…the purpose of identifying machinery by actual hardware address is…” she tried again.

“To hell with it, I’m getting nowhere.” She spoke out loud as the patio door opened.

=================

After washing his hands and making a fresh glass of lemonade for Leah, Jared opened the patio door just as Leah threw the book to the deck beside her chair. “Too hot to study?” he asked as he closed the door behind him.

“Yes.” she sighed as her head dropped back to stare at the darkening Louisiana sky.

Jared stepped up behind her and looked mischievously into her sparkling eyes. “Hi, beautiful. Maybe this will help you cool off.” She scoffed at him and took the offered glass. “May I sit?”

“Go ahead.” she replied as she sipped the drink and placed the cool glass against her cleavage. The cold against her hot skin stole her breath for a minute and she let out a relieved sigh.

“You know how beautiful you are?”

“Shut up. I’m hot, sweaty and stressed.”

“Never bothered me.” He said as he gently dragged the back of his hand over her smooth legs.

“Hmmm.”

Continuing the caresses, he asked, “You going to get finished?”

“Don’t I always.”

Placing her legs in his lap he slid closer to her. “Yep.” was his only reply as he slowly slid his hands under the hem of the damp cotton of her dress.

=================

“Oh thank God,” Leah thought as Jared’s hands touched her. “But if this becomes just a tease, I will kill him.”

Jared’s hand traced a line along Leah’s thigh to her smoothly shaved wet slit. There was no way she was going to wear where underwear in this heat; she needed every part of her body as comfortable as possible comfortable.

=================

Jared was only slightly surprised that Leah did not have any underwear on. The late August heat was unbearable and besides, she loved the feel of a cool breeze across her bare skin.

He watched as he gently massaged her already swollen lips. “I really should let her study, but if I stop now she’ll be furious.” With a smirk he mused, “oh well, what’s a boyfriend to do.”

=================

Already Leah could feel the lust building. Just by being near her, Jared could turn her on. But when he touched her, she just lost herself.

Her skin flushed, the sweat on her brow thickening to a nearly complete layer. Perspiration seeping from every pore, the drone of the pool pump and the song of the night birds turning into a meaningless buzz.

=================

“Damn, she is beautiful.’ Jared thought as he gently massaged travesti porno her hardening clit. Leaning forward he could smell the musky-ness of Leah’s sweat as he took her lower lip between his teeth and softly bit down.

=================

Leah gasped as Jared nipped her lip. Her head shot forward and met his eyes. “Now,” she said, her voice husky with desire. Leah’s arms flew to the sides of Jared’s head as she pressed her lips to his, kissing deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth.

Leah was done with playing she wanted him and she was going to take what she wanted. Enough of Jared’s teasing.

=================

If it weren’t for the grip Leah had on Jared’s head, he would have fallen to the patio. He pulled his hand from under her dress and embraced her as they fell backward, kissing her hard and letting his own passion build.

Jared’s hands dragged Leah’s dress up, exposing her body to the Louisiana heat so he could touch her without the hindrance of cloth.

=================

As Leah felt her dress pulled across her form, she slid one hand past the elastic band of Jared’s shorts. *Grinning to herself* The only good thing about these shorts was that Jared never wore underwear with them.

She pressed the flat of her hand against his hard cock until her nails met his swollen balls. Teasing him, she lightly dragged her nails across his scrotum and listened to his gasp.

=================

Knowing that it would not be any sort of punishment, Jared slapped Leah’s ass hard when she clawed his sac. Pulling away from their kiss he asked, “Getting rough tonight, huh?”

Leah just grinned evilly and started to kiss her way down to his shorts.

=================

“No, but I’m going to have everything I want tonight” she thought as she kissed her way to Jared’s waistband.

She was tempted to simply tear the shorts in half to remove them, but instead Leah hooked her thumbs in the waistband and pushed them down. Jared lifted his ass to help her remove his shorts.

“Oh yes,” Leah thought evilly. “He is cooperating, that means he is extremely horny. I am so going to enjoy making him squirm.”

=================

It was so hot that Jared felt no difference when Leah removed his shorts. But he still was relived to be free of the clothing. He knew that when Leah was in this mood the sex would certainly surpass their typically incredible sex.

Jared reached down to run his fingers through her hair. How he loved her hair, it frames her face like a halo, a veil of flirtation that she could tease endlessly with.

He watched his fingers disappear into her tresses. The curls swallowing his fingers like her mouth was about to swallow his hardness.

=================

Leah grinned to herself. “He is playing with my hair. He thinks I am just going to suck him and fuck him. Not tonight, love.” She thought. “Well, yes, I will suck you, but I might just make you beg for the fucking.”

Leah placed her slightly parted lips to the head of Jared’s cock and licked the precum that was seeping from him. Jared arched his back and tried to push his cock into Leah’s mouth, but Leah was ready for his trick, xhamster porno she simply tightened her grip at the base of his member and pulled her head away.

Letting her hair fall over half of her face she looked at Jared and coyly asked, “Want something, honey?”

=================

“Oh fuck,” Jared thought when Leah asked her question. “She is going to tease me to death.”

Jared groaned as Leah started to slowly slide her hand up and down his hard shaft while she waited for an answer to her question. “I want you, sweetie,” he panted.

=================

Leah’s coy smile broadened at Jared’s response as she thought, “Just wait, dear. You will want me much more soon.”

Again, Leah placed parted lips against the head of Jared’s hard cock and licked the precum away. This time Jared responded with a shudder and slight jerk but did not try to thrust himself into her mouth.

Leah slid her hand up to her lips and wrapped her hand completely around his hardness. She opened her mouth a bit more and slowly followed her hand down his shaft as she (took him) swallowed him completely in one fluid motion.

=================

The softness of Leah’s hand coupled with the slight scraping of her teeth along his shaft made his mind swim. Jared’s grasp of Leah’s hair went slack and he had to struggle to remain aware.

As Leah’s nose brushed his pubic hair, he felt her slide her hand down to caress his balls as she pulled her head back from him, sucking hard all the way up to his tip.

=================

Leah lost herself to the moment, she allowed herself to stop focusing on being a woman in love with a man and just sucked, her tongue flattened and covered the bottom of Jared’s wide cock, her hand massaged swollen balls, and her teeth and lips caressed his shaft. Up and down she bobbed, unaware of the heat, mindless of the buzz of night bugs, and oblivious to the drone of the pool pump.

Leah was snapped from her reverie by her own orgasm. She had to focus to not snap her mouth shut completely on Jared’s cock, she realized that her clit was being massaged and she could feel two fingers in her clenching pussy. As her focus continued to return she realized that the fingers in her pussy were her own.

Still bobbing on Jared’s cock Leah looked up at his face. He was so beautiful; a light sheen of sweat glistened on his face, his grin disarmingly sexy. She loved him.

=================

Jared couldn’t help but smile, Leah was giving the blowjob of a lifetime and had just made herself cum so hard that she had nearly bitten him in half. He just lay there, trusting her and loving every minute of it.

Suddenly he felt his own body jerk as his orgasm came, his balls tightened in their sac and his cum shot into Leah’s mouth. His eyes snapped open and he looked into her green eyes. Her eyes were cloudy with passion and he knew his own eyes were just as passion filled.

=================

Leah stopped sliding up and down Jared’s cock when his orgasm began, she simply held him halfway in her mouth and swallowed his cum. She loved the taste of him. He met her gaze and she knew how much he enjoyed seeing her throat work as she swallowed his seed.

When the twitching of his cock finally slowed, Leah let his still hard cock slip from her mouth and then sat back on her heels.

“Hmmm, I think it is a bit cooler now. Maybe I’ll get back to studying,” she said with a grin as a she situated her naked form and reached for her book.

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“So, uh, do you, you know, do you think that maybe you want to experiment with another woman?” Jade is asking me this almost nonchalantly while we’re in the shower, though his dick is half-hard as he speaks, betraying the apparent spontaneity of the question, and I’m standing there under the stream with a yellow-orange Shick in my left hand while my right juggles a wobbly bar of Irish Spring.

“Oh really?” I say, tilting the razor toward my right armpit, almost nonchalant myself except the question seems to have come out of nowhere, throws me. I’m wondering if he’s got someone in mind already or if it’s more of a theoretical thing, like anal sex, which we’ve been discussing recently. This is something we’ve never talked about, though, not something I’ve ever mentioned even casually, or coyly for that matter, and though it’s occurred to me, yes, but occurred to me as a vapor of a thought, a wisp of a fantasy, something too intangible to hold in the palm of my mind, his saying this out loud unglues me.

“Why do you say that?” I continue, attempting coolness and a little bristle, eyes down though, focusing a little too hard on the razor tracks I’m making.

“You know, because of your parents,” he says and I can sort of see why he’s saying that, given the situation, given the fact that they’re both gay, or – as I like to say – became gay, they were married so long before they came out. “Don’t you think it’s something worth exploring?” His dick edges up a notch, his voice a little shaky now, breathy, and my hand holding the soap drops its cargo when he reaches out and touches my pubic hair lightly, passing the tips of his fingers through, floating over my cargo there. “Whaddya think, hmmm?” His voice lowers, and I look up to see his eyes watering in the heat of the shower and in anticipation of the sex I now see we’re going to have if I put down this razor blade. But no, not yet. I want to see where this is leading.

“Is there someone you have in mind?” I can be such a flirt sometimes, love knowing that sex with Jade always comes down to the moment when I’m ready, then the power of waiting and holding the moment open for as long as I can bear it.

“What about Tanya? She might be up for it. Plus she’s gay already,” he parries back, alert, erect, and I laugh at his readiness with the answer, and redden just a little. Tanya is my latest tentative friend, someone I know very little, have just begun to know, the ex of a woman I used to play basketball with, and bursa escort not a sexual possibility, no, not at all, uh uh, it’s just a straight girl-has-a-casual-acquaintance-with-a-lesbian scenario, that’s how far it’s going, yessiree.

“Hmm…I don’t know about that” I say, but I’m smiling into Jade’s neck now, tongue reaching down to his collarbone, razor flung somewhere else, done with his question at the moment, not worrying just yet about what it could mean, his asking it, no not yet, my insides wet now from something other than the shower head’s torrent, and that part of me reserved for Jade’s marvelously complicitous cock announces itself at last, my hips out and open and ready to rock. And under the stream of water we fuck the rest of our shower away, bodies slipping on spent soap, and Tanya an inkling bubble in the wreckage.

Later, though, days later, I find myself at the movies with her, and the memory of shower sex revisits me, and we are there in the dark of the theater and out of nowhere the ephemera of her scent hits me, I won’t know what it is yet but it catches on my right shoulder, trails upward to my nostrils and lingers there while the reel spins its last scenes. And that brief discussion with Jade coils itself in, an insidious question mark, and when Tanya and I leave the theatre for our separate cars, it wraps itself around our goodbyes until I notice her jaw for the first time, how angular it is, until I feel the grace and startling strength of her back as we embrace, and somehow a piece of her follows me home, alone, in the tiny red lights of the odometer’s rise.

That same week we are talking on the phone, she and I, and there’s this odd glee, on my end at least, this thrill, this imprecise thrill in my chest, I don’t know what the feeling is exactly, nothing’s happened has it, nothing to write home about anyway, nothing to report to Jade, who has more than once mentioned this again, proposed the question, insinuated a discussion, and I have not given anything up, and not about to, no, nothing to say really, nothing I want to say to him just yet as I sit here with the phone hugging my ear with her on the other end. Where is she? In the kitchen? In the living room? Lying down? Is her cat nearby? What is she wearing? We are casual on the phone, oh-so-casual, I am easy and light and thoroughly unprovocative, but my own room darkens and I see her torso in repose, the cord twisting around her long, thin fingers, and her scent conjures bursa ucuz escort itself up just like that, a spontaneous combustion of the telephone wires and memory, and I decide it’s sandalwood, yes definitely sandalwood, it must be, and I’m lying there, awkward and aching in my jeans, mind wandering onto the lanscape of her face, that jaw again. And there’s more now, red plum mouth smoking an Indian Spirit, eyes from somewhere mythic, indecipherable, the slight twinge of a Texas drawl. The phone call does all this and I go to sleep trembling.

Then later again, a weekend dinner, just dinner, and halfway through the salad I find my hands clasping my wineglass in an odd, vague hope, the curves of her smile becoming the parentheses of a secret, mine I suppose, and I can’t taste my food, don’t want to, some other, nameless, timid hunger rises out of my skin instead and the meal metamorphoses unexpectedly, feeling like a date now, like a first date, like the first date I ever had. And I’m thinking of Mickey Richardson, and the squash courts of high school, and feeling our way around in the dark towards that first kiss, the magnetics of it altogether, and how my mouth stung from the pleasure, my tongue unleashed from its virginal hinges and it was like gulping down the sea, yes, at 17 gulping down the sea of him, of me, of us, and I remember how the night turned frothy with unrecognized desire, and now I wonder, wonder as I pluck through my mixed greens and champaigne vinaigrette, if I could have that kind of beautiful rage again.

And dinner goes on forever, goes on beautifully forever, until it is late, late, later, and she drives me to my car, pulls to the side of the road just behind it, the engine running, running, my palms sweaty, oh what is going on. She is the same, though, not giving me an ounce of clue, conversation buoyant and safe as ever but I realize I don’t want to leave, don’t want to leave this haven of a car, don’t want to leave this August night perfume of her, that dizzying sandalwood, don’t want to move a muscle.

And my hands, indeed, stay limp at my side, and she turns off the light, yes, turns off the headlights, just the engine purring now, she turns the heat up a notch, and the breath of the vents hits my cheeks and suddenly out of nowhere it is over over over, I am forgetting myself, or remembering myself I don’t know which but I am saying, can you believe it, “I feel like I should kiss you,” so polite, bursa elit escort first-date polite, what’s this about “shoulds” who knows but it comes out that way, imperfect, awkward, pubescent as a pimple, and she looks at me teetered between confusion and invitation and says “You do?” and Jade’s question mark wags its finger at me for the last time.

Because I reach for her face, and it feels like slow motion even though I know it’s not, and my mouth arcs towards the plum of her mouth, my left hand whispering around her jaw. And I sink into the kiss with my eyes shut tight, it is that unbearable to watch and besides, I just want to feel it anyway, want to just feel it happening, don’t need to see it. And it is like kissing the air, it is so light, like kissing the air where powder was, a silk and give to her lips I didn’t anticipate and wouldn’t have known to hope for, and it is sheer heaven, that moment of shimmery impact, I forget where I am until I see that she is there on the other side of me. And for a second, some dreadful second, she doesn’t move, doesn’t speak, doesn’t say yes or no, just hovers there, within my kiss, terrifyingly indecisive.

And then something in her mouth or mind or wherever these decisions get made, something just parts, unsteels itself, unpeels itself, and I feel her palm on my knee and her neck turns towards me, mouth pushing back now, intent, conspiratorial, and the yes finally comes, yes, yes, yes, and I unpeel/unsteel myself, too, my knees doing that first-kiss buckle, my torso trembling in relief and fear and a kind of adolescent virility and I am 17 again, deliriously 17, more 17 than 17 ever was.

But I do go home that night, alone, go home to find Jade asleep in my bed, and I nudge him awake, giddy, unbound, and terribly horny, and I tell him about the kiss in Tanya’s car, tell him what it was like to kiss a woman, to kiss her in particular, tell him the outlines of the story, the barest minimums even though he pushes me for more, even though he gets hard and reaches for me in the dark, reaches towards something other than my body, whatever secret cupped by the move of my mouth against Tanya’s, her mouth against mine, he reaches for it, impatient, impertinent, wanting to know, wanting to feel it, wanting to be in the dark squash court of her car, too, wanting that first-kiss uncertainty and daring, wanting to know what I felt, and what did I do and what did it make me want to do? But no, I won’t let it go, won’t give it up, won’t give it away, don’t need to, don’t want to, this is private, mine, no one else’s, not even his, and so I’m lying there not telling much of anything, just the snippets to satisfy, I’m lying there in the dark, a gorgeous, ominscient kind of dark where I get to keep the story safe and warm.

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One of the coolest things about going camping is the kind of adventures a person can get themselves into when one is unleashed to enjoy the great outdoors.

Sexual experiences are no different. Especially for Cain and Ann as they decide to take a shower, the good old ‘natural’ way.

The cascading waters of the waterfalls weren’t too rough or heavy, which felt luxurious. Even more so with the feel of Cain’s arms wrapped tightly around her. His kisses drifted from Ann’s lips to her chin. He then slowly worked his way to her neck. She arched herself to give him more room to work with.

This encouraged Cain to hold his bride even tighter as his lust began to kick into overdrive. He fed into her almost like a vampire feeding into his prey. Ann’s knees buckled and Cain was quick to assume dominant control over her.

He tore her clothes off, shredding them apart like they were nothing. Somehow, Ann managed to do the same thing with Cain. In no time at all they were completely naked, still relishing the soothing waters beating down on them as well as the each other’s touch.

There was a large rock, almost formed like a chair that caught their eye. Smiling wickedly, Ryshtyan slowly turns around so that her backside was pressing against Cain’s chest. She could feel his erection between their hot bodies and shuddered with anticipation.

Instead of allowing Ann to lean against the rock, Cain held her tight, clasping his hands over her large breasts. He sunk his lips and teeth into the base of his bride’s neck, not wanting to let go.

The feel of lust, pain and excitement made Ryshtyan cry out but she loved every second tecavüz porno of it. She continued the cries as this feeling was no longer isolated to her neck. Cain’s hands were massaging and squeezing her breasts, kneading the soft flesh between his fingertips in such a way that it sent some remarkable surge of energy throughout her body. She found her hands on top of his, pressing his palms even tighter against the rock hard nipples.

With one arm snaking and caressing between Ann’s breasts, Cain lowers his other hand to her pubes and begins to work his fingers over her clit. She arched herself accordingly to make things that much easier for him.

It didn’t take long before Cain inserted two of his fingers as deep inside Ann’s tunnel as he could reach. Again, she cried out, which encouraged Cain to become more aggressive. He silenced her by pressing his mouth over hers with as deep and sensual of a kiss as he could possibly provide. Her response was to kiss him back, with the sounds of muffled moans as she feels herself reach an orgasm.

The thought of pulling his fingers out never even crossed his mind as he continued to work them, exploring deep within Ann as if it were some hunger he just couldn’t control.

Ann’s hands clasped onto Cain’s buttocks, driving her fingertips into the cheeky flesh. This caused him to break the kiss and growl out, matching the noise level of his bride’s cry of ecstasy as she cums again.

Finally he let go of Ann and she is quick to press her hands against the rock, bracing herself for what was about to come next.

Cain began to tease her, rubbing the tip travesti porno of his shaft against the bald pussy from behind. “Are you sure you want it?”

Purring, Ann answers. “I want it.”

“But do you need it?”

“I need it.”

Clasping his hands against Ann’s hips, he presses the tip of his shaft no moe than an inch inside her. “Are you ready?”

Arching herself to take more of him in, she gasps out. “I’m rea…”

Ann screams out the moment Cain drives himself straight into her tunnel in one long, strong thrust. He completely engulfed himself, feeling the tight muscles contract around his sensitive organ as he roughly ground himself all the way to the base of his shaft. This move alone was enough to cause Ryshtyan to explode yet again.

He held himself deep inside until the flow of her juices calmed down. Those tight muscles of hers contracting and expanding made Cain groan. The length and width of his shaft had Ann filled so completely that just the feel of this alone was overwhelming, but in a very, very good way.

When Ann started to get her breathing back down to normal, Cain began to thrust himself. It was a slow steady pace at first, but the mutual need to fulfill the lust kicked in all too quickly.

She was thrusting herself against her husband each time he drove straight back into her. Gasping and crying out, Ann eggs Cain on. “Fuck me like there won’t be a tomorrow.”

“Are you sure?” Cain grunts, picking up the pace steadily.

Crying out, Ann answers. “Yes!”

Like a man possessed, Cain rammed in and out of Ann’s tightness as requested; like no tomorrow.

Growling, xhamster porno grunting and crying out, Cain’s voice was just as loud as Ann’s gasps, screams and wails as he pounded into her with wild, reckless abandon.

With the water beating down on them, along with the sweat that was building up between the lovers, steam was actually emerging from their bodies. It formed a thick misty haze around them as Cain continued to drive his wife over the edge. Again and again and again.

Ann could feel her insides taking one hell of a beating, but loved every second of it. Cain’s hands left deep imprints into the flesh of her waist and hips and the impression of his thrusts into her had her ass blood red from the endless pounding of flesh against flesh. Actually, it felt like she was getting a spanking as she could feel herself become swollen and numb, but she didn’t care.

Cain was enjoying this just as much as she was. He used every ounce of fortitude to prevent himself from exploding, but he just couldn’t help himself. Once he reached that plateau, he slammed himself all the way in. Determined to get that much more of his great length inside Ryshtyan’s hot tunnel, both lovers pushed themselves to the limit so that she could milk this moment for all that it was worth.

When he exploded, he did so with such authority that Ann felt herself cum yet again, crying out at the top of her lungs. Even he was doing it. It was like as if they were virgins, experiencing orgasms for the very first times in their lives.

Feeling their strength completely drain from them, Cain was quick to withdraw from Ann as soon as the last drop of his hot cream made it’s mark. The two collapse into each other’s arms and step away from the waterfalls and further into the cave.

They seat themselves to give their knees and legs a break. Within minutes, they pass out, obviously exhausted from their lovemaking efforts.

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Editor’s note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

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My name is Beth and I am an 18 year old high school senior. I have an older sister Barb whose name is short for Barbara with whom I am very close and really love to do as many things as I can with her. I know that she has the same affection for me. Barb is about a year and a half older than I am and she is in her second year of college at the community college in our home town.

We live in a small town in the south central region of a southern state. We grew up in a two bedroom home with our parents where we live a comfortable life but, we are not well off. My father works sometimes six and seven days a week and my mother also has to work as well to support our family to provide the things that we have and the joys of life that we all want to have.

Many people say that Barb and I are the spitting image of our mother who is very pretty and very shapely for being nearly 40 years old. She has shoulder length, light brown hair, light green eyes and a shape that most women her age would kill for. She has a pair of 36C breasts with a 26 inch waist with 38 inch hips and a cute round butt. I guess that you could call her eye candy and at least daddy thinks so and Barb and I do, too.

Our Daddy really loves to pat our Mom on her cute round butt very often while he is hugging and kissing her especially when he thinks that neither Barb nor I are looking. Mom smiles sweetly and usually whispers to him, “Now quit that, the girls could be watching.” Barb and I usually snicker and smile broadly at each other when that happens because we think that it is very cute also. Barb and I think that our Mom likes it when he does that and she thinks it is cute, too.

I don’t know about Barb but Daddy has never patted my butt when he hugs me but neither of us would be very much offended if he did. Mom would probably not like it though if she saw him do that. Occasionally, Barb and I will pat each other’s butt when we hug just to be funny and mimic what our Daddy does to our Mom as we think that that is very cute, too. After we hug and pat each other’s butts we have a good laugh about it. Little did either one of us know at that time that we would do much more than just pat each other’s cute round butts.

Barb and I both love our parents very much and we do everything we can to make and keep them happy and we both know that they love us very much too. We are a very tactile family and our mother is always hugging us every day which Barb and I love and, we always return our hugs to her. Barb and I love to put our arms around Mom’s waist from behind hold her tight, kiss her and tell her how much we love her. Mom always loves for us to do that and turns around to give us a hug and kiss us telling us she loves us too.

Our parents have always told Barb and me to look out for one another and help and stick up for one another which has caused Barb and me to be very close to one another. We probably did not need a lot of encouragement to do that in the first place though but, it was an added inducement for us to behave that way. Like all siblings we occasionally had our petty quarrels but, our mother would always say, “Now girls, you know that you’re quarrelling about something trivial. Now settle it, hug each other and make up with one another.” which we always did. My older sister and I love each other very much and do as many things together as we can.

Since we live in a two bedroom home our parents have one bedroom and Barb and I have to share the other bedroom although; we do have separate twin beds. Once in a while when we wanted to talk quietly to one another we would lay in one of our beds together and whisper to each other. Then many times we would drift off to sleep in the same bed and we would be there the entire night.

There were also times before we were teenagers when there was a rain storm with lightning and thunder we would get into bed together and hold one another very close until the storm passed or until we both went to sleep. Then Mom would find us like that the following morning and she thought that was so cute to find us in bed together and holding each other in that way.

Barb and I look so much like our mother and also very much like one another. When we are out together many people think that we might be twins since our body shapes are very nearly identical. Barb being a little older than I am she has developed a little more than I have with her 34C breasts with a 24 inch waist 34 inch hips and a cute round butt like our Mom. Odds are that I will catch up and match Barb’s measurements before long.

My shape has not yet developed quite as much as Barb’s while my breasts have only developed to 34B. Many times when we are out together other people often will ask if we are twins. We liked to tease people and tell them that we are twins but, I was born 18 months later than Barb was. We used to get a big kick out of that but, Mom told us to quit doing that since bursa escort bayan she thought that was not nice to do that to other people. Barb and I still thought it was cute to tell people that we were twins.

As one can imagine that our bedroom is quite crowded for two young girls as Barb and I are. We each have a study work desk at the foot or our beds and we have a computer work desk behind our work desks where our computer is located which Barb and I share. When either of us is at our study desk we cannot see the computer as it is almost directly behind our back. Then we also have trouble finding room for all of our other stuff and not to mention our clothes which we must fit into our one small closet.

One evening after the family had eaten our evening meal Barb and I cleaned up the kitchen for our Mom, as usual, and then we each went to our bedroom to work on our homework assignments with Barb at her desk and I at mine. After a couple of hours Barb got up and went to the bathroom across the hall presumably to pee as young women have to do most often. She returned to the bedroom closed up her books and sat down at the computer.

Unbeknownst to me Barb had removed her blouse and her walking shorts because it was somewhat warm in our bedroom that evening. We both have never had a problem with just having our bras and panties on in front of one another. In addition, we have had no problem when we both have often see each other without any clothes on at all as we are getting ready for a shower or to put on our pajamas for bed. So she sat at the computer in her bra and panties and surfed the net.

About an hour later I had to go pee, too, as I had finished my homework, too. I closed up my books and left the bedroom. I returned to the bedroom, walked over to Barb put my arms around her to give her a hug and kissed her on the cheek and neck as we both commonly do when we are at home together to show our mutual affection. As I did I looked at what she had on the computer screen.

There was a video of two completely naked young women with very large breasts hugging and kissing each other and kissing and sucking on each other’s breasts and their hard, pink nipples. I was a little surprised and nonchalantly asked Barb, “What are you watching, Sis. She said as she was surfing the net and she ran across this website with thumb nails of young women in each other’s embrace. She said, I was intrigued by it so i clicked on it and this is what came up. It was very interesting and kind of made me get very excited.”

Barb and I had both dated boys since our parents thought we were old enough to date. I was still a virgin and I am pretty sure that Barb was still a virgin at that time, also. Our mother had told us about the problems associated with being intimate with a boy, losing our virginity and getting pregnant before we got out of college. We both wanted to eventually get married and have babies but not until after we had gotten out of college with our college degree.

So we were really cautious about boys that wanted to feel us up and get into our panties and neither of us would allow that to happen just for one night of sex. Neither of us had ever seriously considered being sexually attracted to another girl or showing love to another girl other than our sisterly love for each other and our love for our Mom. Still as I watched the video with Barb it excited me, too, just like Barb had told me it did to her.

We watched several more videos with my arms draped around Barb’s shoulders. The more videos we watched the more each of us was turned on. I could feel the dampness gathering in my panties and I am sure that Barb was feeling the same way as both our breathing rates had become faster and our faces and necks became flushed. I stood there for some time behind her with my arms around her neck and shoulders and kissing her cheek and neck occasionally and with her kissing my cheek occasionally, too, while watching those videos. I guess that was another one of the effects that the videos were having on the both of us.

The longer we watched the videos the more excited each one of us became. When the women on the screen began to fondle each other’s genitals and especially when they began to kiss and suck on each other’s breasts, their nipples and then their genitals Barb and I really began to show signs of our excitement. My panties had become almost dripping wet and I could see that Barb’s panties were as wet as mine as she nervously shifted several times in her chair and I could see the wet spot in the chair seat from her panties.

While watching the videos I looked over at the clock and saw it was passed our normal bed time. I told Barb, “It’s very late and we both needed to go to bed so that we will be able to get up for class in the morning.” So she shut the computer off, got out of the chair and came over to me. She put her arms around me, hugged me tightly and kissed me passionately on my lips. I kissed her back just as passionately bursa bayan escort knowing that each of us was very excited and we each could feel it in our lower tummy and in our pussies. .

She began to remove my blouse and my shorts which left the both of us in our panties and bras. Then she reached behind me and unclasped my bra while I did the same with her bra thinking that we were just helping each other get ready to put on our pajamas. With nothing between our bare breasts we hugged one another very tightly again and we kissed very passionately again.

It was pure heaven and a very exciting feeling with our soft, warm breasts and our hard, pink nipples firmly pressed tightly against each other. Neither Barb nor I knew just where and how far this was going to go but, we were not about to stop until we went where ever our excitement took us. And it began to take us in a direction that we never thought that either one of us would ever go. When we got there it was worth every inch of the trip that we would never be able to retreat from.

It was clear that Barb was much more excited than I was, if that was possible, as her nervous and trembling hand took my trembling hand and she led me to her bed. She laid me down on my back, straddled me and began to kiss me passionately again with her soft breasts pressed tightly against mine. She also had her warm, soft love mound pressed firmly against mine, too, which further excited me and I am sure it increased her excitement, too.

Then she reached down to my hips and began to pull my panties down and took them off of me and she asked me, “Now take my own panties off of me, Beth Please.” I could feel Barb’s soft hot bush and her wet pussy pressed on top of mine. My excitement was beginning to quickly catch up with hers and I could feel it in my lower tummy and my pussy as it got a whole lot more wet than before.

She came back up to my breasts and began to kiss them and suck on my hard pink nipples while she circled them several times with her tongue like we had just seen done in several of the videos. That really made the vaginal wetness between my legs begin to flow again and I am sure that it was happening to Barb as well since I could feel a few drips fall on my bush and my pussy.

I reached both my hands up and fondled her soft, sweet breasts for a few moments and felt and lightly pinched her hard, pink nipples. Then I slid my hand down between us to her pussy and found that she was just as wet between her legs as I was. I slipped my middle finger up inside of her hot wet vagina which really made her shudder and softly moan against my breast which made her suck on my nipples all that much harder.

She began to kiss my stomach down to my belly button, kissed it, circled it several times with her tongue and slipped her tongue into it briefly as well. She continued to kiss my stomach down to my pubic love mound and my neatly trimmed pubic bush. Barb gently and partially parted my legs and began to kiss me at several places on each side of my pussy between my pussy in the crease where my legs meet my pussy. Then she kissed me down the entire length of the slit between the outer lips of my pussy. When she did that my face became flushed, my heart was pounding and I was gasping for every breath of air it took.

She gently parted my legs even wider and then spread my labia and began to softly kiss me there as I gently held and caressed each side of her face with my hands. She plunged her tongue deep inside my pussy and licked it for a few moments which like to have driven me wild. She came back up to my clitoris and kissed and sucked it until I moaned, wiggled and bucked my hips into her mouth when my huge overwhelming orgasm overtook me. When that happened I thought that I was going to and I came very nearly to fainting. I was gasping for my breath and my vision started to go to black for a few seconds and my eyes fluttered shut.

If she had continued to suck my clitoris like that I am sure that I would have completely passed out as I was trembling and shuddering and shaking almost violently as I never have before in my life. God only knows how much I love my sweet, beautiful sister, Barb, and what she was doing to and for me and I told her that. I am sure that she had the same feeling for me. She is such a good sister and ardent lover and I just wished that our love making would never come to an end.

After my orgasm she came back up over the top of me and put her arms around me until my orgasm had subsided. With her arms around me holding me tightly she kissed me passionately on my lips. I could really taste my pussy secretions on her lips, her tongue and in her mouth as our tongues dances with one another. She then put her face next to mine and softly whispered into my ear and asked,

“Did you really like what I have just done for you, Sweetie?” I told her, “I really love you and the sweet, tender loving that you have just shown me, bursa merkez escort Baby.”

Barb then asked me, “Would you like to show your love for me in the same way?” I told her, “I felt that you have to really love me to make love to me in that manner and I cannot wait to be on top of you and do the same thing for you and bring you the same or greater pleasure that way when I make love to you in that way.”

I immediately rolled her over onto her back and began to show her the same love she had just shown me. I loved kissing and sucking on her large breasts and her rock hard nipples as she was moaning with her pleasure. Her vaginal fluids were copiously flowing from between her legs and leaving a large wet spot on the sheet underneath her. I thought that if her vaginal fluids were flowing that much she must really be feeling my love making and loving it, herself.

As I proceeded down her tummy to kiss her belly button and in the crease between her legs and her pussy she was gasping for her breath, moaning and squirming very actively. When I began to make love to her vagina the way she did for me she became very wild and held and gently caressed my face with both of her hands. She was trembling, shaking and moaning very loudly. When I went down to kissing her vagina, plunging my tongue into her vagina and sucking on her clitoris I thought that she was going to tremble and shake right out from under me and off of the bed.

She became very red in the face, her breathing got very heavy and she was moaning very loudly almost as if she was crying. Her hips were raising high off of the bed lifting her hot, sweet pussy into my face and mouth and her vaginal fluids were gushing so much that she left an even greater wet spot on the sheets underneath her than before. She moaned and told me how much she loved me and said, “You are the most loving sister any girl could ever have, Beth.”

Then she told me, “I love you as much or more than you love me. And I loved what you were doing for me, Honey.” I am sure that she did faint briefly when she reached her orgasm as her eyes closed and were shut tightly, she was gasping for her breath then she laid very still for a while and she did not say another word for a few long moments either.

After her orgasm I laid on top of her again, held her tightly in my arms, with my soft breasts firmly pressed against hers and kissed her passionately until she opened her eyes and reawakened. I put my cheek next to hers and whispered in her ear, “You now know how much I love you and how much I loved making love with you in that fashion and seeing you reach your huge orgasm.” I can’t tell you just how much passion Barb showed me during the time I was making love to her. She told me, “God has told me how much you loved me and I told God to tell you that I loved you as much as you loved me.”

Then she pulled my face up to hers and kissed me very passionately with her arms tightly wrapped around me. Barb put her cheek next to mine and whispered softly in my ear, “I love you so very much and that you will be the only woman to ever make love to me again in that way and I will never make love to any other woman but you.”

I told her, “I can’t tell you how much I love you and you will be the only woman to ever make love to me like that and you are the only woman that I will ever make love to like that.” as we again kissed so passionately. We both wanted to continue this love making in the future. We both immediately recognized and agreed that no one else should ever know the love we shared and how we shared it. This love making only deepened our passionate love for one another. We also recognized that our love for one another was so very different from loving our parents or loving a husband.

Since that night when we first made love so passionately we continued to make love to one another like that on a regular basis until Barb left to attend the university in another city. I loved and missed her so much when she was gone that my pussy ached for her and Barb later said she had the same feeling in her pussy for me, too. i told her, “The only way I can get over my longing for you when you are gone is to relieve myself with my fingers on and in my pussy.” Barb said, “I have had to do that, too, when I think of us making love to one another, Baby.”

I could not wait for her to come back so I could see her and we could make love to each other again. Then, when she came home from the university to visit me and Mom and Dad we were able make love to one another again. It was always so sweet to have her back and for me to be in her bed or to have her in my bed and we always told each other so. I could not wait to have my mouth and tongue on and inside her pussy and to have her mouth and tongue on and inside my pussy, too.

One night during Barb’s visit home she added something new to our love making routine. After we had both had our evening showers and returned to our room she took me to her bed. Then after she had brought me to my orgasm sucking on my clitoris she waited until it had subsided and she put her hands behind my knees. She lifted my legs high into the air spreading them widely. This not only opened my pussy lips and exposing my vagina but also exposing my butt crack and my tiny, tight, little brown eye sphincter.

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I just turned thirty and made partner at my firm. I have two great kids and a wonderful wife who I started dating when we were in high school. We went to different universities and then she went on to get a Masters and I went to law school.

Obviously we have both dreamt of all the material luxuries that accompany our new combined salaries, but the first thing we did was hire a maid. Sounds weird but oh how nice it is to sleep in on the weekends and have someone else make breakfast, clean the dishes, wash and fold the clothes, etc. etc.

My best friend is married to a Hispanic woman, and they have three children. Their maid told them that her niece in El Salvador wanted to come to the US but needed to find a job first. She thought of us.

I wanted first to ensure that she was coming to the states legally, and then get some letters of recommendation in order to get a feeling for her. Seeing as how she was going to be a live-in, we had to be careful whom we brought into the house. My friend’s maid said not to worry, that she had known this girl since she was born, and that she would be fully responsible for her actions. Plus, she assured me her niece had a valid US visa.

With that, we agreed on paying her $1000 month for the first three months to see if it worked out or not. The aunt agreed.

Two weeks later there was the aunt knocking on our door with Giselle at her side. No beauty queen, but not bad either. She was about 5’4″, black hair, medium sized breasts and thin. Average face, tan complexion, and I calculated her to be around 20 years old.

We spoke for a while in her very broken English, we introduced her to the kids who took to her very well, showed her around the house, and then took her down to the basement room we had set up for her with her own bath.

The aunt left, and there we were with another person living under our roof.

The first weeks were strange. It’s bizarre having somebody do all your chores. The cooking had to be worked on a little but all in all she adjusted quite well.

Of course, having another female in the house caught my attention on several occasions. It turns out she had a fantastic body. Her ass was nice and appeared to be very tight, she had nice legs and a slender waist. She was always very friendly and each day appeared to feel more and more at home in her new surroundings.

Kate and I had agreed that Sundays and Mondays would be Giselle’s days off. Consequently, on Sundays when I would be sipping on my coffee I would catch a glimpse of her in the kitchen in some very short shorts. Reaching up to the cupboards her t-shirt would ride up her torso and her legs and ass would flex something fierce. Unfortunately, the first time this happened she caught me red-handed staring straight at her ass.

I blushed and pretended to be reading the paper but she knew. This went on for several weekends in a row and progressed in ways that made me feel increasingly uncomfortable. When June rolled around, on one Sunday we had gone out to lunch but returned earlier than usual because Kate fell ill. We pulled into the garage and Kate went up stairs to bed and the kids to change into their swimsuits. When I looked outside, there was Giselle lying on her stomach completely naked on one of the chaise lounge chairs. She was all oiled up and had the portable radio blaring next to her. I assume her legs were spread wide so she could tan her inner thighs and her butt was slightly raised, for what, I don’t know.

In order not to embarrass her too much, I decided to knock on the den window that looked out to were she was. Unfortunately the music was so loud she didn’t hear me, so I went tecavüz porno outside and called out to her. Nothing. Of course, as I drew closer, I couldn’t help but admire that fabulous ass of hers. It was perfectly rounded and standing out proud. No stretch marks anywhere, and everything was exactly where it should be. Youth.

Finally I was about ten feet away and yelled out again. She jumped and in that specific moment I caught a glimpse of two very beautiful tits. I would say about 34 C, nice and very firm, with nice size areolas, maybe a 1 ½” to 2″ in diameter. Anyway, she was completely startled. Instinctively she grabbed the towel off the chair and covered herself up, and started excusing herself profusely in that awful English, but, I didn’t know if it was the circumstances, the giddiness, the nerves or what, but she was giggling.

I also apologized for startling her and explained that I knocked on the window and called out her name from the door but that the radio was way too loud. She turned around and bent over to shout the radio off while trying to also cover backside, and at that precise moment the kids ran in and jumped in the pool.

I retired to the den with visions of that incredible oiled up ass on my mind.

Another week passed and my wife was leaving with her sister and her sister’s kids for a week in Cape Cod. She left on Saturday morning and there I found myself all alone with little 19-year-old Giselle.

Saturday was uneventful. I went to the office for a while, hit nine holes at the club after lunch with my good friend, and then headed home. I had my dinner in front of the TV, and that was that. As Giselle picked up the plates and what not, I did notice her much more relaxed. She was barefoot, wearing those infamous short shorts again, and a light t-shirt. I’m no expert, but I could swear she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Anyway, after she washed the dishes I invited her to sit down with me and chat (as best we could). I discovered that she was really just a kid. She had graduated from high school and wanted to work for a year in the states in order send some money to her mom and save up some for college back in El Salvador. Plus, seeing as how she was living with a “gringo” family, her English would improve drastically.

I asked her what she did for fun back home. Dancing, clubbing and bar hopping. Sounded like a typical teen to me. She missed home and especially going out for a beer.

Having said that, I told her to get two out of the fridge and have one with me. She was overjoyed.

“Reeeely Meeester Livingston?”

“Absolutely”

We continued our chat for a while and I noticed this girl could really pound them down. We each had five beers in us and I was already buzzing. I hadn’t drunk beer since I was in college but she on the other hand was just fine.

Eventually we got around to her love life and determined she had no significant other at the present time. We polished off the six-pack each, and then I excused my self to go to bed. I watched TV in my room and then dozed off.

Sunday I woke up at 11:00! I don’t remember the last time that had happened. No one crying, shouting or running around. The house was completely silent.

I went downstairs, poured myself some juice and read the paper, which on Sunday takes me a good two hours.

Afterwards I decided to get some work done. I went to the kitchen, pulled out the bills and started writing checks. When I checked the phone bill, I was surprised to see it was $300 more than it usually was. Upon closer inspection, I saw a whole slew of calls to 1-900 numbers, which Kate and I never call. travesti porno Curiosity got the better of me and I picked up the phone and dialed the number. No, it wasn’t a sex phone line, it was a horoscope line offered in English or Spanish. Had to be Giselle.

I went downstairs to the basement and knocked on her bedroom door. She opened the door a crack and I asked her to come upstairs when she got dressed.

About twenty minutes later she came into the kitchen and I asked her if she had been calling this certain number. She said she had, and asked what was the problem. When I told her that the total of all the calls summed up $300 her face turned white as a ghost.

“Oh my God Meeester Livingston, I had no idea they cost money.”

Poor kid.

Than she started sobbing and begging me not to fire her. Me, being a sucker for a woman crying got up to comfort her and tell her not to worry. We hugged and I patted her back while she continued to beg me not to kick her out.

I continued to reassure her not to worry.

“If you fiiiire me, I have no where to go and my aunt will kill me.”

When she finally understood and believed that I wasn’t going to fire her, she stopped sobbing, got a big smile on her face, and hugged me tighter.

Honestly, the feeling of her firm tits against my chest was doing wonders for me, and unless she had no feeling in her midsection, she had to feel my erection growing under my shorts.

She assured me she would pay me every last penny and didn’t know hot to thank me. However, I swear I don’t know why, but my dick was now harder than I ever recall it being.

I know she sensed this because she started lightly pressing on it. I felt really uncomfortable now because if I pulled away she would certainly see my hard on. Finally, it occurred to me to ask her for a glass of water so she would turn around and then I would go upstairs.

The plan worked great. She turned to get the glass and I practically ran up to my bedroom. Then I heard, “Meeester Livingston, I half your water.”

My hard on was ridiculously evident, I had nowhere to turn, so I decided to get in bed and under the multitude of covers and quilts. Giselle came into the room and placed the water glass on my nightstand and said she knew exactly how to thank me. With that said, she pulled her t-shirt over her head, let her hair down, pulled the short shorts down around her ankles and crawled under the covers naked as she headed to give me the absolute best blow job I have ever had.

I was flabbergasted. This girl took my cock as if it was the last glass of water in the desert. She was awesome.

I yanked the covers off the bed so I could see her. There she was, naked as the day she was born, going for broke. In fact, until that moment, I had never cum when getting a blowjob. I now knew what I had been missing. As I was ready to blow my load I told her to pull away but she would have none of that and kept going and going ‘till I deposited a good amount of semen in her mouth.

When she pulled away and laid next to me, she mentioned how she had loved to do that.

Anyway, I told her that regardless of how fantastic it had been for me, that it was completely unnecessary.

“Oh no Meeester Livingston, it was, eh, very necesario for me. I half not had, eh, sex, in a long time and I need it, you know?”

“Giselle, I don’t know if this is a good idea sweety.”

“You no find me pretty?”

“Of course I find you very pretty, its just that we have a business relationship, you know?”

“I half idea. You do whatever you want to me,” she said as she was stroking my cock xhamster porno and reviving it beautifully, “and you don’t tell señora Kate about the phone calls, ok?”

As my mind started racing about all the things I was going to do this girl, she got on top of me again and this time placed my cock in her opening. The feeling was delightful and the view could not have been better. Her breasts were perfect and her nipples hard. She started getting in to it a lot, and then I decided I better be the one controlling the action so I turned her over, and I got on top.

She was exquisite. Her dark hair against the white pillowcase. Moaning and groaning. Bucking upwards to meet my thrusts. It was great.

Unfortunately the newness of all this was making me not last that long. I decided to pull out and do my specialty.

I started kissing her neck then the underside of her breasts and finally took a nipple into my mouth and lightly nibbled on it. She was loving it!

I did the same to the other nipple while I stroked her lips (lower) and clit.

I worked myself down to her pussy and started out very slowly licking up and down her engorged lips. Then I teased her with pushing my tongue in as far as it would go and then licking all the way up to her clit. For an El Salvadorian girl, she was pretty much a la mode as we say. She had shaved all the hair around her pussy except for a little on top, which was very nicely trimmed.

As I was eating her out, I slipped a finger inside her very wet pussy to see if I could find her g-spot. As I was doing this she said, “Pleeeese Mr. Livingston, put another finger in.”

I did so and attacked her clit with my tongue and lips. She started saying things in Spanish which I didn’t get but I knew she was at the point of no return. Right before her first spasm, I pulled one finger out of her snatch and introduced it into her ass. She bucked, inhaled air, and then bore down on both of my fingers, the one in her front and the one in the back. I could feel her vaginal spasms squeezing my fingers as she came.

After a minute or two she looked over at me and said she wanted me inside her, which I graciously obliged. Just as I was in her and fucking her hard, a little voice inside me said, CONDOM!

Boom! What the hell was I doing. What if this chick gets pregnant. Fuck that, what if she has AIDS? Well, I decided it was too late. I didn’t have any condoms anywhere and I was already inside her to the hilt.

Enjoy.

I then stopped and turned her over on all fours and started banging her from behind. Aside from the fabulous view, her moans and shouts were really turning me on. As I leaned forward to play with her clit, I was pleasantly surprised to feel her hand already there. Consequently, I decided to play with her breasts. I’m proud to say she came before me. I don’t know if it was my fucking or her hand, but whatever it was it worked out great. I continued to pound into her getting closer and closer with each stroke when she looked back towards me and said, “please meeester Livingston, in el culo por favor.”

Ahhhh, my dream come true. My dick was already wet but after I pulled out I smeared some juice on her asshole and then pressed my dick into her.

“Despacio por favor”

After I got the head in I waited for a little while for her to get use to the feeling. In a moment she started slowly pushing back. This continued ‘till I was all the way in. She then started gliding back and forth, back and forth. Eventually, she picked up the pace and obviously felt completely comfortable so I started playing with her clit. She started getting more and more worked up and I just couldn’t handle it anymore and blew my load into her. Nirvana. I fell on top of her and fell asleep.

When I awoke it was dark outside and the room still reeked of sex. Giselle wasn’t there but you can bet your ass I was going to take advantage of every last minute of my family’s vacation.

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