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It was getting late, but the bar was still packed.

A loud din of voices, laughter and music filled the air. I was meant to meet a friend here, but he called to cancel at the last minute so I arrived by myself, determined not to waste a perfectly good Friday night.

Pushing my way through the crowd I made my way to the bar, and sat myself down on a bar stool.

I hate sitting at a bar. Especially by myself, like all the other lonely bar flies and single people desperate for a Friday night score. Still, I had no choice, so on attracting the barman’s attention I ordered my usual “starter”, a shot of Jack and a jug of beer.

Knocking back the Jack, I settled into checking out the faces around me. It was your typical bar, filled with young and old alike. The bar counter was a semi-circle shape, allowing me a good view of the faces of the people gathered around the bar. Some chatting, some trying (mostly in vain) to order drinks. Across the bar I noticed a young woman chatting or rather being chatted up by a guy.

She was gorgeous. Long thick black hair that seemed to frame her face and flow down over her shoulders. She wore a tight black low-cut top, with her smooth breasts pressed up above the hem, almost straining to burst out. Thick lips and dark eyes completed the look. I was transfixed. Just as I was staring at this beauty she turned away from the guy chatting to her and looked directly at me, catching me staring intently at her. She smiled, and I quickly looked away embarrassed.

I sat at the bar for a while, and eventually the guy chatting to this lady gave up trying to make an impression and left. I ordered another drink, and as Kartal Escort I was paying she caught my eye again and smiled, this time I smiled back. I will admit that I was feeling a little flustered to be getting this attention from such a gorgeous woman. I got up, but rather than approaching her I turned my back on the bar and made my way through the crowd to the dance floor. It was a killer song, and the fairly large crowd on the dance floor was loving it. Soon I was caught up and dancing in amongst everyone else.

I felt a brush against my side and looked next to me, and there she was! I could smell her perfume. The scent was sexy as hell!

We looked at each other and I simply put my hand onto her waist, and pulled her in front of me while at the same time turning her around so she was facing away from me.

I put both hands on her hips and gently pulled her towards me, while she leaned back against me so her my face was next to mine. She was so sexy. Her smooth face against mine. I couldn’t resist rubbing my hand up her thigh until it just disappeared under the hem of her short black skirt. We dance liked this for a awhile until holding my hand she gently lead me off the dance floor. We walked with our arms around each other out of the bar and into the cool air of the car park. I started leading her to my car when she stopped! I was about to ask her what was wrong, when she took my hand and started pulling me away from the bar. I will admit I was confused, but not for long though. She led me down an alley next to the bar until we were out of sight of the car park and stopped. I wanted this woman SO badly! I pressed her up against the wall and we started kissing intensely! Her breasts pushed against me, our breathing getting heavy.

I reached under her skirt Pendik Escort and squeezed her ass tightly. She was wearing a sexy smooth G-string, and my hands had free access to her semi naked skin!

She broke her embrace with me only to push her hand down between us to grab my crotch through my pants. She started rubbing and squeezing my already hard dick through my pants while my hands explored this sexy goddess’s body. We stopped kissing and with out a word she so so slowly dropped down until her face was inline with my cock. She looked up at me while she undid my belt and lowered my pants. My cock was straining against my boxer shorts, but she was in no hurry! She started licking my dick through the material and gently biting the side of my shaft! She then pulled my boxers down and my dick burst free. My cock is fairly thick, with a big head. I also try keep my pubes trimmed; I find it leads to better blow jobs…

Looking up at me, she ran her tongue up the under side of my rod until her mouth was at the tip and she took my fat head in between her round lips. Her mouth was so warm, with my dick resting on her tongue and her lips wrapped around my shaft. She started to suck, slowly at first, taking me all the way into her mouth, stretched around the thick width of my dick. Her hands gently fondled my balls while she took my cock into her hot mouth. It was fucking amazing! Every now and again she would stop, only to lower her mouth to my balls. Sucking one testicle into her mouth at a time while still rubbing her hand up and down my now very wet dick. It was incredible!

After a while I couldn’t take anymore of this, I needed to fuck her. Now!

I lifted her up towards me and pressed her against the wall. She was breathing hard, and she said the first words Göztepe Escort to me all night: “Fuck me”

I didn’t even take her panties off, I just pushed them to the side, she raised her leg up next to me and I held her thigh.

My cock met her pussy lips perfectly. I could feel her hot moisture against the tip of dick, and I pushed into her. I heard her gasp in my ear, as my cock went into her, stretching her, filling her! Her pussy was so hot around my cock, and I started sliding slowly in and out of her. Pushing her body against the wall. She grabbed my hair, as I started to increase the pace! She was holding on to me tightly, breathing quickly as I fucked her against the wall.

I could feel her legs starting to weaken, and she held onto me tighter while I supported her. I fucked her deeply, hardly ever pulling my dick out very far. We were both breathing hard, and with every thrust she let out a little audible cry.

As I started feeling the walls of her pussy gripping my dick even tighter she completely wrapped her legs around me, so that she was completely off the ground and in my arms pressed against the alley wall.

I could feel the come gathering in my balls, and I fucked her harder until she came letting out a long loud moan as her pussy gripped my shaft so tightly! That was all I could take, and I came with her, pumping my thick load of semen deep inside her pussy. It was one of the most intense orgasms I have ever had, as I pumped load after load of semen inside her.

Finally our breathing slowed down, but we were still holding onto each other tightly. Our bodies shaking together.

After a while we let go of each other, and she was able to stand on her own again while she straightened her skirt and top out. I pushed my still hard dick back into my pants, and she simply slipped her panties back into place.

We walked out of the alley, hand in hand, and she looked up into my face and said “So…we going back to your place?”

It was going to be a long night. And I couldn’t fucking wait!

To be continued…

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“No, I don’t think so, I don’t believe in them,” Sarah said sipping her coffee.

“You don’t have to, it’s just a little fun, that’s all,” Carol replied, “The appointment’s made and paid for, tomorrow at eleven, say you’ll come?”

“I don’t want to,” Sarah reiterated.

“Why? Frightened she’ll say something you don’t want to hear? They just make it up.”

It had become a dare now and Sarah could not resist a dare especially one offered by her friend Carol.

“OK, I’ll come, but you’re paying.”

“Great,” Carol laughed, “We’ll meet outside the house, tomorrow.”

When Sarah arrived home dinner was prepared as usual. Sarah’s job paid more than Paul’s so when they decided to live together Paul gave up his low paying job and became a ‘house husband’. His tasks were buying the groceries, cleaning and generally looking after her small cottage, and of course seeing to her needs.

That night their lovemaking was as gentle as usual. Sarah did not like rough sex, she was a romantic. She retired to bed first and when he entered the bedroom was stretched out under the quilt, waiting for him. He lay down beside her and leant across kissing her gently on the lips, her mouth opening for him, their tongues entwining. Moving his hand he began caressing her breast, teasing the nipples into hard buds. His mouth moved down planting butterfly kisses down her neck and across her shoulders. She groaned as his mouth covered her nipple and he sucked gently on it, his hand moving down to rub her clit in small circular motions. He dipped his fingers inside her occasionally, judging by her wetness when she was ready for him. His cock was hard as he rolled across her inserting his rod into her wet pussy, fucking her gently as she liked. Holding back until he felt her climax under him, Paul ejaculated into her, immediately rolling off and handing her a tissue. Sarah wiped herself clean and kissed him on the nose, before she rolled over and fell quickly into a deep sleep. A nightly occurrence, but not one he intended to continue.

At breakfast the next morning Paul started the conversation, as usual.

“I thought we could go somewhere today, as you’re not going into work,” he said.

“No sorry, meeting Carol, we’re going to the clairvoyant in the High Street, just for a joke, maybe next time, ok?”

“Yeah fine, I’ve work to do around the house anyway, I’ll see you later,” he replied.

Sarah met Carol outside the tarot reader’s house as arranged and entered. After the usual preliminaries the reading got underway. Carol’s was a little vague but Sarah’s was more definite with an unexpected result.

“You will meet a tall person, dark curly hair, the man you’re living with now is not for you,” she said.

“That’s not right,” Sarah replied, “Paul’s just perfect.”

“The cards never lie. Believe me he’s wrong for you.”

Sarah left the reading feeling confused, she believed that Paul was all she had looked for in a man. Attentive, trustworthy and willing to tend to her every Göztepe Escort need.

“She’s wrong,” Sarah protested to Carol outside in the street.

“She’s never been wrong before, but there’s always a first time, I suppose.” Carol replied.

That night Sarah confided in Paul what had occurred.

“You don’t believe those charlatans?” he laughed as he poured her another drink.

“No, but we’re going to the one on Cyprus Road tomorrow, just to see what she says.”

“Yeah you should,” he said thoughtfully, “When’s your appointment?”

“Afternoon, two o’clock,” she answered.

He started to clear the dining room table, a plan forming in his mind.

For Sarah the next day’s appointment gave her exactly what she needed to hear.

“Your partner’s your soul mate, you’re the perfect match,” the reader said, “Never doubt it.”

Sarah left, elated, reassured as the wedding was planned for the weekend.

The reader went to the window and watched as the two girls walked away from the house.

“Ok, they’ve gone,” she said and Paul emerged from a side room.

“One hundred pounds, I think we agreed,” he said.

The tarot reader smiled as she took his money.

“You’re not right for each other, you know,” she said pocketing the cash.

“Mind your fuckin’ business,” he hissed leaving the house.

The wedding went perfectly, a honeymoon was to follow the next week. The couple arrived back at the cottage and went upstairs to change for the reception.

“We’re married now,” Sarah beamed on the landing at the top of the stairs.

“So we are,” he replied, “Your money and my cock.”

Sarah turned to him, she never heard him use such language before. She saw his face break out into a broad grin then his hands reached out and grabbed her by the shoulders, spun her around and pushed her against the wall. Her face mashed up against the hard plaster. She felt his hands reach behind her, then a tearing sound as her dress was split from bottom to waistband. Sarah felt her knickers being torn off, the flimsy fabric no match for his onslaught. She heard his zipper being undone, then his hard cock at her entrance.

“I’m not ready,” she sobbed.

“I don’t fuckin’ care,” he hissed and rammed his cock deep into her. His thrusts were harder than she had ever experienced before, each one pushing her face painfully into the wall. She heard him groan, then felt spurt after spurt of hot cum shoot into her tender vagina. She slid down the wall, ending up on her knees at his feet. Sarah shuffled around, her face now level with his groin.

“Why?” she said, tears filling her eyes.

“Because I can,” he answered and pushed his still erect cock towards her lips.

“I won’t do that,” she said, as his cock got closer.

“And I think you will,” he replied, the knob now touching her lips. She opened her mouth thinking that if she appeased him her ordeal would soon be over. His cock slipped inside, and he started to fuck her mouth, slowly İstanbul Escort at first then faster as his climax approached. When he was almost touching the back of her throat Sarah bit down, hard. He withdrew, quickly, grabbing his cock protectively. His load shooting onto the carpet beside him.

“You fuckin’ bitch, look what you’ve done,” Sarah didn’t look. She just took her chance and rushed passed him, down the stairs and into the street, to find Carol standing there.

“I came by to find out if you wanted a ride…” She stopped seeing her friend’s obvious distress.

“What happened?” Carol said, putting a protective arm around Sarah’s shoulder.

Sarah recounted what had occurred, the tears now flowing uncontrollably. Carol led her to her car and settling her down drove towards her own flat. The girls entered and Carol ushered Sarah into her bedroom.

“Better get out of that dress, it’s little more than a rag now anyway,” Carol said helping her friend remove her bridal gown.

Sarah stood, clad only in her white lace bra, still crying softly. Carol put her arms around her to comfort her, drawing her close.

Raising Sarah’s head Carol whispered, “You should have listened to that tarot card reader, he wasn’t for you,” she said and pecked her gently on the forehead. In that fleeting, gentle, non-sexual kiss the past few hours melted away from Sarah’s mind. This was the gentleness she yearned for, the tenderness she had sought all her life. As Carol withdrew, Sarah’s hands came up and, cradling her head, drew her back down, kissing her passionately.

Carol broke off the kiss, reluctantly, not wishing the moment to end, but needing to express her feelings.

“Thank God, at last you realise, Paul was never right for you, or any man, it’s me. I’ve wanted you for so long but you only had eyes for him. I’m the tall one with curly hair, the tarot reader saw that. No man will be as gentle with you as me, no man will love you like I love you.”

Carol led Sarah towards the bed but Sarah broke away, Carol thought she’d had second thoughts until Sarah spoke.

“I want a shower first. I want to wash that bastard’s cum from me. I don’t want you to taste ‘him’ on me.”

Sarah turned towards the bathroom.

“I’ll help,” Carol said, taking her hand and leading her gently.

Both girls were soon under the hot water, soaping each other, their hands lingering over their lover’s breasts.

“Clean now?” Carol whispered, Sarah nodded, still unable to fully understand what was happening. They patted each other dry, then Carol led Sarah back into the bedroom.

“We are going to have to dress for the reception”, Sarah said, tears again forming in her eyes, overflowing down her cheeks.

“There’s no reception, and there’s no marriage, let him explain to the guests,” Carol answered, “Stay with me.”

Carol drew Sarah down onto the bed, sitting side by side. She saw the tears still glistening on Sarah’s cheek. Carol bent her head licking the salty Anadolu Yakası Escort fluid away before their lips met. She guided Sarah down onto the quilt, her own feet still on the floor, then leaning forward she began at Sarah’s forehead kissing and licking down her body to the soles of her feet, then back again to her soft breasts. She licked first one nipple then the other, then back again as if deciding which one was to be the focus of her immediate attention. Once she selected, she drew the hard teat deep into her mouth, sucking and licking alternately.

She rested her hand onto Sarah’s belly, feeling it rise and fall almost in time to her sucking. Turning her head, Carol’s eyes centred on Sarah’s neatly trimmed bush, her target hidden amongst its curls. She released her hold on Sarah’s breast and started down her body, her cheek never loosing contact with the warm flesh until her lips encountered the coarse hair of Sarah’s pussy.

Carol swung her legs from the floor and onto the bed, as if it was the defining moment that cemented their relationship, being in bed, together. Her tongue licked up and down the crinkled lips of Sarah’s pussy, she could taste the salty secretions already glistening on them. She could feel Sarah’s cunt beginning to open for her, like the petals of a flower. Carol ran her hand up the inside of Sarah’s leg, still damp from her shower and paused at the entrance before one finger disappeared inside her warm, wet cunt.

Sarah gasped as the pad of Carol’s finger sought out, and started to massage her ‘G’ spot, a place she never knew existed. Sarah’s lubrication increased until the sheet under her was soaked with her secretions. With two fingers now inside, Carol’s mouth sought out her hard erect clit, first with darting licks and kisses then clamping on it sucking powerfully. Carol felt Sarah writhing under her as one peak mingled with another into one long perpetual climax.

Carol moved back up Sarah’s body never loosing contact with her, spreading the wetness from her cunt over it, until their mouths met again. Sarah began licking her own cream from Carol’s face as Carol swung her legs over Sarah’s their cunts meeting in a passionate kiss. Carol began to push her pelvis hard into Sarah’s, their cunt lips almost glued together with their mingled secretions, their clits rubbing together. Both girls were panting hard into the others ear, Sarah’s legs fastening around Carols body drawing her harder onto her swollen nubbin. Both girls climaxed, almost simultaneously, Sarah’s legs dropping back onto the quilt her head pushing into the mattress. Carol rested hers at the junction of Sarah’s neck and shoulders planting small kisses as her breathing returned to normal. Sarah pulled Carol tighter onto her, their breasts flattened by the others, their nipples touching. Carol’s hips started moving again, almost involuntarily, as if reliving the passed few minutes.

“That was a hell-of-a fuck,” Sarah whispered into Carol’s ear,” Do it again.”

Carol smiled, “The first of many,” she said her rhythm starting again in earnest.

“Teach me,” Sarah whispered again, as if a louder voice would spoil the occasion.

Carol didn’t answer, just pushed her cunt even harder against Sarah’s, as if that was answer enough.

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I thought about canceling and maybe rescheduling for another time. Dinner with my neighbors wasn’t really exciting me enough to even want to shower and look my best. They looked way too suburban for my tastes this evening.

I forced myself and showered taking my time with my pussy so that it would feel some attention and love. My shower massager knew just how to play it and with my pearl in full view I was feeling much better.

I decided to think positive and regard the whole wholesomeness as a façade possibly. I dressed in a wrap dress with a belt and high heels. A thong triangle barely covered my shaved pussy wrapping and squirming between my ass cheeks for something to thrill about. Conservative to some, easy access to others.

I approached their house with a bottle of wine and my pussy already moist with anticipation. They were friendly enough when they invited me in. We drank the wine as they spoke about their history and their present. The wife was very cute and I wondered as the wine took hold if she had ever fucked another girl. She was a little chunky, but that always makes it more interesting. I thought about how her full thighs would feel wrapped around my head. He was robust and every time he sucked on his cigarette I imagined his dick in my mouth. Such nasty thoughts about Ozzie and Harriet, but a girl can dream sometime.

Through dinner and chit chat afterward the night dragged. We talked homes and interest rates, television and cool internet sites. They spoke about their daughter who was a freshman in college and apparently a workaholic. She was a straight A student with 2 jobs and no time for boys. What a dull life, but it all seemed to fit.

“Speaking of school, it is a school night per se and I really do need to get going” I stood up adjusting my skirt as Frank took my hand.

“Give me your email address and I will send you those links. I also get some pretty funny jokes and stuff.” I could feel an eagerness in his grip and I was unsure whether to pull away or let it linger. We exchanged emails and I shrugged off his touch. Probably just bored, I would be too if I were him.

By Friday I had forgotten entirely about the exchange and was annoyed when I started to receive emails from him. Anadolu Yakası Escort I scanned them quickly and responded with one line sentences. A link about movies and another about music. Then one about wine and those pesky wine charms.

“Aren’t these cool” he wrote, “We should have a wine party and use these. Make our own sets one to represent each neighbor.”

“There doesn’t seem to be one for me, except maybe the bra.” I wrote thinking this would keep the prude out of my scope.

“That would be hot, what would be the best thing for you?” he questioned.

I answered honestly, “A silverplated dildo would be cool, since I love toys and playing with them.” This I figured would get him to leave me alone and maybe I wouldn’t have to put up with another night of dull conversation.

“Really? A dildo or a vibrator? Maybe a strap on?” he said.

My agitation faded. “I love them all, as long as it does the trick, because you know it is the way you use it not the size.” I felt myself wiggling in my seat.

“Yes I know. Do you use them alone or with your boyfriend?”

“Both and with a girlfriend or two.” I was testing him now.

“Really. So you are bi?” I could almost imagine his shaking fingers typing away at my confession.

I moved some more in my seat feeling the wetness against my panties. I wish I had worn a thong, it felt so much sexier when I was playing around like this. “I am bi. Are you?” I love asking that, because most men won’t admit to the thought.

“In college I once sucked a couple guys off. We were drunk and I wanted to know what it was like. I don’t consider myself bi, I love women. It was fun though.”

Now he was definitely more interesting. “Did they cum?”

“Yes. I swallowed both. After that it was weird.”

I didn’t know what to say. I actually felt for the guy. It is really hard to act on your desires when they seem unconventional to most. “I think bi guys are hot” I wrote.

“Well I don’t consider myself bi, but if that makes you interested then I will take it.”

“Interested?”

“Well I found you very beautiful the other night. I thought you knew by the way I held your hand. You have a magnetism that drew me in.”

I love when Pendik Escort guys get all mushy, even if it is just to get laid.

“I wanted to kiss you so bad.” He wrote. “Ever since I saw you in your robe that one day. I knew you were incredibly sexy and just wanted to…”

“Go on” I encouraged.

“I could almost smell you that day and knew you had just had sex. I wanted it to be me.”

I couldn’t believe this. I was stunned. It was no big deal that he was married, I had many married lovers before, but it was the need in his voice and the fact that he lived next door and was married.

“Maybe we shouldn’t do this.” I typed feeling the mixture of desire and guilt.

“We aren’t doing anything yet.”

“But you are married.” I played innocent.

“My greatest fantasy is to have a wild sexual time with a woman that isn’t my wife. It’s all the taboo.”

I could understand that. I was turned on by that too. I played along, “I wanted you to kiss me that night.”

“I know. I wanted to ravage you. I stared at your thigh and thought of how I you skin would feel as I slowly let my fingers wander up it.”

“I wasn’t wearing any panties that night” I lied.

“Then spread them for my sweetie and let me taste you. I love eating pussy.”

“I would spread them wide, draping each over the arms of the chair revealing my smooth shaved snatch.”

“Forgetting all propriety I dive into you tongue first. I want to lap at you until you scream for mercy.”

I felt under my skirt and pulled my panties tight against my pussy causing them to bunch between the lips. I was really getting into this.

“I want to lick from your ass to your clit savoring you. I want to suck your lips into my mouth and pull on them with my teeth feeling you quiver. Would you like that precious?”

“Oh yes” I felt my typing stammer. “Your rough beard against my soft and supple lips so sensitive to the touch” I could almost feel his nose against my clit.

“Then with my face covered in your love juice I would suckle those luscious tits like a hungry child.”

“Oh baby you know how I like it. I want you so bad Frank, god I need you.” I spoke only the truth now in my desire.

“I stand you up and bend you over Kurtköy Escort the chair exposing your pussy with its shimmering hole. Do you want my cock baby?”

“Oh yes, I want it. So bad. I would spread my legs and pull my cheeks letting you pick the whole you want to fuck first.”

“Wow you are hot.” He responded.

“A hot slut baby.”

“You would be my slut as I pound your pussy with my hard cock.”

“I can almost feel you in me. I keep a little dildo in my desk drawer and have it in my pussy now wanting you so bad.” I was bouncing up and down on my chair unable to control myself. Good thing everyone had left early for the holiday weekend and I was alone. This angered me at first, but with this treat I was on my way to satisfaction.

“Can you call me? I want to hear you cum.” He asked.

“Are you alone?” I imagined him like me in a quiet office with is cock stretched out of his pants.

“No I share a room with 5 other programmers.”

“Are you jerking off?” I was very curious now.

“I keep rubbing it through my pants, but I can’t take it out. Please call me. I want to hear you cum.” He was almost begging.

It turned me on to know he would be having phone sex with me with all those other men around who probably didn’t have a clue. I got his cell phone number and called. His voice was very professional. On my computer screen I saw his entry.

“Ride your dildo and shower me in your cum”

I did as told and really gave him an earful. Moaning, groaning, begging and telling him how good it felt to have him fuck me. With a gasp and a whimper I came all over my seat almost squirting in relief.

I heard him moan a little and knew that his pants would be stained.

“Bye lover.” I said hanging up.

He messaged me with “I can’t get out of my seat. I came all over myself like I did when I was 12. You are so hot.” Then a smiley face and I had to smile back.

“Can we do this again sometime?” he asked.

“Sure baby, anytime.”

I cleaned up before going home, wondering if he would be there and how I can plan another get together. Not sure if I wanted to make this real or not, but I loved the naughtiness.

There was another email as I got back and figure it is his last input into our afternoon of lust. I was mistaken. It’s a note from a woman who I had cybered with once or twice wondering if I had some time.

“Sorry baby out of time right now, but would love to lick you later” I replied and turned the computer off.

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High school was a great time. I had a ton of friends, played football, went to so many parties…it was the greatest time of my life! Even before we all started driving we would get driven around by my friend Rachel’s mom. Mrs. Ashton was great. She never asked too many questions and we could call her from anywhere at any time and she’d come get us. Sometimes she’d even cover for us when we weren’t where we were supposed to be and our parents got suspicious. She’d even get us beer and wine coolers on occasion.

Mrs. Ashton was a single mom. Her husband had run off when Rachel was a little girl so she brought Rachel up by herself. They were of modest means but they had their own home and cars. We all tried to help out where we could to show Mrs. Ashton how much we appreciated everything she did for us. We mowed the lawn, painted as needed, helped keep the car running.

She did a great job bringing up Rachel. She got a full scholarship to the state university an hour away. I even helped her pack the car before they left. It was a tough time for me. My parents couldn’t afford to send me to college and I wasn’t smart enough to get a scholarship. Almost all my friends left for school or the military at the end of the summer. My whole crew was gone and the people left were OK, but it wasn’t the same.

I tried to help Mrs. Ashton with the house as much as possible. Fortunately we had gotten the place in pretty good shape over the last few years so most of what I did was maintenance like taking care of the yard or mending the fence. I spent some time with Mrs. Ashton talking about the old times and how we missed everyone, including Rachel. I was worried about her because she seemed so lonely now.

When fall came I would go over to rake up some leaves. Mrs. Ashton would always make me lunch and we would talk. I had always though she was a good looking woman but I started noticing her more around this time. Maybe she changed the way she dressed or maybe I just felt so close to her as we shared our loneliness. She was what you would call full figured. She was by no means fat, in fact her belly was pretty flat. But she had large, round hips and nice big tits. She stood about 5’5″ with brown, slightly curly hair that went down to her shoulder blades. Her eyes were big and brown and lit up when she laughed.

I tried to visit or call at least once or twice a week to check up on her. When Rachel came home for Thanksgiving and Christmas, Mrs. Ashton seemed so much happier. She threw a huge Christmas party for the whole gang while they were all in town on break or leave. It was great for the gang to get together again!!

One morning about two weeks after Şerifali Escort Rachel went back to school Mrs. Ashton called me to tell me the light in the hallway wasn’t working. She asked if I could come over and fix it for her. I rushed over figuring it was something easy hoping she’d make me lunch and we could talk. When I got there, I just walked in like I usually do but I didn’t she her inside. I tossed my coat over a chair and looked around.

“Hello?” I said. Getting no response I went to the hallway and flipped the switch. The light came on. “What the fuck?” I mumbled to myself. I went over to the other end of the hall and tried that switch. It worked as well. Just then the door to Mrs. Ashton’s bedroom opened. It startled me and I turned around quickly.

We looked at each other, both startled, and laughed nervously. Mrs Ashton was clearly right out of the shower wearing nothing but her robe. She stepped towards me as I stepped back and said, “The lights seem to be working OK.” She was still walking toward me as I backed into the wall. She was now inches from my face looking me right in the eyes.

“Huh, how about that.” she said as she brought her lips to mine. Being the smooth operator I was, I pulled away, terrified.

“Wh…wh…what are you doing Mrs. Ashton?” I nervously asked.

She brought a finger to my lips. “Ssshhhhhh. Settle down, Baby.” She started unfastening my belt. “You don’t call someone who sucks your cock by their formal name. Call me Shelly.” She brought her lips to mine and kissed me deeply. As I nervously and awkwardly kissed her back I could taste the faint flavor of alcohol on her tongue.

“B…but you haven’t su…” She pushed my pants down off my hips and they fell to the floor. She pushed her robe off while she looked up at me with a sexy, evil look and slowly dropped to her knees as we maintained eye contact. I watched as she took my stiffening cock into her mouth.

I was by no means a virgin. I’d even fucked Rachel in the room across the hall many times. But I was in no way prepared for the pleasure an experienced mouth could provide to my cock. She cradled my balls while her mouth expertly worked my shaft. She was slow, methodical. It was evident that she was enjoying this and was in no hurry for it to end. I was still coming to terms with the fact that one of my best friend’s mothers was on her knees in front of me, naked, pushing her throat around my cock.

Her pace increased and my hands naturally fell to her head. “Mmmph…mmmhmmm.” Her slurping and moaning just intensified my pleasure and before I knew it I started to cum. I held her head as I filled her mouth with rope after rope İstanbul Escort of my load. She just moaned and gently rubbed my balls as she swallowed.

My knees were weak as she rose to her feet smiling. She took my hand and pulled me into the bedroom. I had to shuffle because my pants were still around my ankles and my shoes were still on. I got a good look at her from behind. “What a great ass.” I thought to myself.

She pushed me onto the bed and pulled off my shoes followed my pants. When she stood up I finally got to see her body. I was impressed with how perky her tits were considering their size. Nice quarter sized nipples that stood erect. Freshly shaven pussy. “Think you can help me out and take that shirt off?” I snapped out of my daze and pulled off my shirt as I felt my socks slip off, first one, then the other. I lay naked on my back on her bed.

She climbed on top and straddled me. Her hair fell around her face as she looked into my eyes. “Did you like having your cock sucked?” she asked.

“Huh huh…yeah!” I responded.

“Well, we are just getting started, Baby.” she said as I felt her wet slit sliding up and down my semi erect cock. She dropped her body on top of me and kissed me deeply. I had settled down some and returned her kiss more passionately than before. I grabbed her tits and she curled her back so I could get to the nipples.

“Ahhhh…mmmm” she moaned as she leaned forward hanging her left nipple in front of my mouth. I eagerly took it into my mouth and sucked on it, running my tongue over it. This really seemed to get her going. Her breathing got louder. She switched sides so I did the same thing to her other nipple while I tweaked the free nipple with my fingers. I could feel her getting wetter as she continued to grind on my now rock solid cock.

She reached down and rubbed the head of my cock along her slit before pushing it inside her. She sat up and slowly slid down my shaft. She exhaled loudly when she finally bottomed out. She slowly rose and fell as she got used to me being inside her. She put her hands on my chest for support as she increased her pace and rode me. I laid back with my hands behind my head and watched as she fucked me.

Her boobs bounced up and down and she grabbed them, rolling the nipples between her fingers as her orgasm hit her. Her hands fell back to my chest as she shivered. I reached up and played with her tits trying to help maximize her pleasure. She collapsed on top of me in a sweaty heap, panting when she had finished cumming.

I gave her a few minutes to gather herself. I loved how her boobs felt pressed to my chest. I could feel her heart beating as Ümraniye Escort her body heaved up and down. I ran my hands down her back to her ass. I cupped her cheeks and gave them a squeeze. They were quite firm and her skin was so soft. She let out a moan as I ran my hands over her. Still inside her, I wanted more.

I rolled her over slowly. I looked down at our joined bodies and slowly withdrew my cock. I had never had sex without a condom and I was loving how it felt. My cock looked so sexy sliding out of her shaved pussy! I thrust back into her so I could watch it slide back out again. Her tits would jiggle when I would thrust into her.

“Fuck me, Baby!” she said. I just looked at her and smiled. I started to fuck her hard. I loved hearing her grunt as squeal as our bodies met. I would slow down when I felt my balls begin to tighten then speed back up again as the sensation faded.

Her eyes were closed and she was pushing her tits together when I felt her tighten her pussy around my cock. Her body quivered again as she cooed in ecstasy. Feeling her hot, wet pussy quiver around my cock was more than I could handle. I thrust into her as deeply as I could and I unloaded my balls deep within her womb.

I fell onto the bed next to her and tried to catch my breath. She rolled over and put her head on my shoulder. “That was amazing!” she whispered breathlessly into my ear as her hand roamed over my chest.

I must have dozed off for a little while because at one point I realized I was alone. I crawled out of the bed and put my boxers on after finding them on the floor. I went to the bathroom and took a piss then went looking for Shelly. I found her in the kitchen with her robe on in front of the stove.

“Hey sleepy head! I was just about to come get you. I made you some grilled cheese for lunch.” she said as I wandered into the kitchen.

We sat down to eat. We were quiet at first. Shelly broke the silence. “Are you OK with what we just did?”

I looked at her in disbelief that she would even ask me that. “Uh…yeah!!” I said shaking my head with a bit of a giggle.

“Good. I’ve been wanting to do that for a while but I wasn’t sure how you’d feel about being with an old lady like me. Is…is it something you’d like to do again?” she asked nervously.

I didn’t know how to answer without sounding like a total dork so I just grabbed her by the back of the head and pulled her to me. We kissed deeply. When the kiss broke I noticed her face was flushed and she had a sexy little grin on her face.

I headed home after lunch replaying the events of the day in my head. It all happened so quickly. I wondered how long she had wanted to take me like that. It didn’t really matter though. I was turning 19 in a couple of weeks and I was banging a woman twice my age. I didn’t know where things were going but I knew it was going to be fun. I had no idea what the future had in store for me.

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After Judy, Lorna and her kids had driven off, I started doing my camp chores, tidying round the bus and ran a hose over to the stand-pipe in order to fill the water tank. Whilst I was there, the man from the other bus came over, lifted the cover of the septic drain-away, and emptied a chemical toilet into the pit. He stood, apparently waiting, so in order to appear neighborly I unhitched my hose in order that he could use the tap to wash out the Portapotti. He nodded thanks, and I introduced myself. He muttered the name, “Chris.” and shook my hand. He was no more forthcoming than that and returned to his bus. I noticed that there were a couple of youngish women and a small child in and around his bus but they paid me no attention as I finished my tasks and settled into a folding chair to listen to the radio.

I must have dozed off, because I suddenly heard the sound of Judy’s bus pulling up. She, Lorna and the children piled out of the door, the kids happy to be able to run around and let off some steam and the women folk smiling as if at some private joke. Judy asked if I had dealt with Lorna’s bus and when I confirmed that I had, she pointed at her own. She didn’t need to say anything, I can take a hint, and so I got out the hose and repeated the procedure with the water tanks and chemical loo.

Whilst I was doing that, the women organized their shopping, talking quietly to one another. We all finished at about the same time and Judy suggested that we all go down to the sea for a dip to freshen up. The five of us made our way through the sand dunes and found ourselves in a small, sandy bay. The children tore off their clothes and ran into the sea where they began playfully splashing each other. Unselfconsciously, Judy stripped off and ran into the water but Lorna kept her back to me as she did the same. Following suit, I too stripped and ran into the water gasping at its coldness as I ducked my head. Lorna and Judy were swimming a few yards away and we all enjoyed the refreshing cool brine against our skin. It was the first time that I had been skinny-dipping, and it seemed strangely liberating. After a few minutes, Lorna made her way out of the ocean and, keeping her back to me again, went over to the pile of clothing and pulled her loose summer dress over her head. She called her children and the three of them disappeared from view back into the dunes. Judy swam towards me, and playfully splashed me. I splashed her back and grabbed for her but she was too quick for me. We played like a couple of kids for a few minutes until Judy stood still panting for breath.

“OK – enough!” she said and made her way out of the water towards our clothes. I followed, and we both used my shirt roughly to dry ourselves before getting dressed. We held hands as we walked back to the buses, and Judy seemed a little serious. I stopped, as did she and we turned to look at each other.

“OK – what is it? Have done something wrong?”

“No, Phil, quite the reverse. It’s just that Lorna and I need a favour and we’re not sure how to ask you.”

“Ask away – the worst I can do is say no!”

Judy took both my hands in hers and looked me in the eyes. “We want you to stay with Lorna tonight. I’ll sleep in her bus and look after the kids; Lorna will come to you in mine.”

I must have looked a bit surprised, because Judy went on, “Look – I’m really, really enjoying the sex we have. However, poor Lorna needs some too. She hasn’t had a man since she threw out her useless husband and I think she’s missing it. Do you mind?”

My mind was in a turmoil, as nothing like this had aver happened to me before. “Not if you don’t.” I said and Judy stood on tiptoe and kissed me. “Just be nice to her,” she said, “She’s had a rough time. And don’t say anything when we get back. We’ll just let nature take its course.

When we got back, Lorna was busy at the grill getting ready to cook the kids’ dinner. They ate their food and Anadolu Yakası Escort were soon dozing in their chairs. As Lorna put them both to bed in her bus, Judy and I started getting the food ready for our meal – lamb chops had been marinating for a while and whole corncobs were wrapped in tin foil ready. Soon, a delicious smell of roasting meat was wafting from the grill and Judy poured some wine into three glasses as Lorna came out to join us. I noticed that she had changed into a clean dress and we listened to the BBC radio news as the meal cooked and Lorna prepared a bowl of mixed salad.

We ate and drank wine, then, when the food was all consumed, we sat in the cool of the long summer evening listening to a play on the radio and sipping at our wine. We had just started the third bottle when, in the approaching darkness, the play finished and Lorna got up to check on her children. Judy turned to me, passed me the wine bottle and my glass and said, “OK, you go into the bus and wait for Lorna. Don’t drink too much whilst you’re waiting, she won’t be long.”

I climbed into the bus, sat on the settee and picked up my book. I had barely picked up the thread of the story again before I heard the door open and in came Lorna, holding her glass of wine. I put down my book and started to stand up but she waved me back down.

“No need to play the gentleman,” she said, “Let’s just get comfy and get to know each other.”

She sat at the other end of the settee and we eyed each other over the tops of our wine glasses. We both began to speak at the same time, and laughed awkwardly. “You first,” she said so I told her the story of how Mary and I had split up. She sighed, “At least it seems to have been amicable, as painful as it obviously was.”

I looked quizzically at her, indicating that it was her turn. Slowly and falteringly at first, she told me her story. She had, quite literally, married the boy next door. She and her future husband, both being only children, had grown up together being almost inseparable until they both went to different universities. Their paths crossed when they were home for vacations and after they both graduated, they decided to spend the summer traveling before they began job hunting. They bought rail cards, and merrily backpacked round Europe, their almost brother and sister relationship getting nearly back to the closeness of their younger years. That had all changed one night in Italy, when they were sleeping under the stars on a Tuscan hillside. Both being cold, they had zipped their sleeping bags together and huddled together for warmth. One thing had led to another, and before either of them knew it, they were making love.

Strangely, the next morning, that incident had opened up a slight rift between them as if both were slightly ashamed of what had happened. They continued their journey, but the lovemaking wasn’t repeated and by the time they got back to England their relationship towards one another had cooled.

Three weeks after their return, Lorna realized that her period was late. Feeling increasingly panicky until the next one also failed to arrive, she eventually bought a pregnancy testing kit. When the test proved positive, her heart sank, and she didn’t know what to do. Her father heard her crying and, on seeing the test kit, immediately guessed what was wrong. Grim faced he asked who the father was, although he had already guessed. Upon being told, he disappeared and Lorna guessed he had gone next door.

Both sets of parents got together, and somewhat bewildered by the speed of events, she found herself married to Matthew. He had just started as an Articled Clerk in a local law firm and immediately after the wedding, they moved into a tiny flat near to his office. They settled into a routine, although the coolness that had developed between them never really went away. Despite that, they had their moments and had a second child when Bostancı Escort the first was a year old.

After the second child, Lorna had post partum depression and she and her husband seemed to drift further apart. He began to make excused to stay out late, and on a couple of occasions was so late home that Lorna was fast asleep when he stumbled in. She began to wonder if he was having an affair, but nothing could prepare her for the day this was confirmed.

She and her husband were both going out – he to some office function and she on a girls’ night out. Her mother was babysitting, and despite the fact that she had been looking forward to it, her evening failed to lift her spirits. She left the pub early to go home, and as she opened her front door, she could hear the sound of two people engaged in sexual activity. She peered into the living room to see her mother vigorously screwing her husband on the fireside rug. They reached mutual orgasm as she watched but the edge was taken off it when she vomited so violently that it went all over them. She had seen red and flown into a violent rage, which culminated in her husband and her mother finding themselves naked on the street. She bolted the door and gained some little satisfaction when the Police arrived, responding – she later found out – to a neighbour’s shocked phone call.

She was presently in the process of divorcing her husband, and neither of her parents was speaking to her. She had sold everything that she and her husband had owned and bought the bus and was spending as long as it took to recover her sense of self worth before returning to face reality.

She told her story in a matter of fact sort of way, gazing blankly into the middle distance. As she stopped, she looked at me with a weak smile.

“There you are. How pathetic is that? My husband prefers my Mother to me.”

“Are they still together?”

“No, it was just a fling for her. She has then all the time. Dad blames me for this one, though. Said that if I couldn’t hold on to my husband it must be my fault if he strayed.”

Tears came to her eyes, and I held out my arms. She shuffled her buttocks down the settee and leant against me. I put my arms around her, and she cried gently onto my shoulder for a minute or two. As she quieted down, she nestled closer and put her arms round me. I stroked her back, and she raised her head and looked at me, her mouth open slightly. I leant forward and kissed her, gently, and she kissed me back. I kissed her again, and she purred, “That was nice.”

I kissed her again, and felt her small, sharp tongue twitching against mine. I continued stoking her back, and she shuffled herself into a more comfortable position. This brought one of my hands round to her front, and I found that it was in contact with her soft breast. She quickly put her hand on mine, and pressed it to her. Her breasts were a bit larger than Judy’s were, but much softer and sagged slightly. However, as my hand caressed it I could feel the nipple begin to harden. Lorna began to move her hands over my back, and one came round to my front and slid under my shirt. As I continued to stroke her breast, she ran her hand over my chest.

Our kiss became more passionate, and I moved my hand down from her breast across her tummy and onto her thigh. She pushed me back, and swung her leg over so that as I sat on the sofa, she knelt astride me. My face was on a level with her breast, and I fumbled with the hem of her dress to start to pull it upwards. She sat back a little to help me, and between us, we got her dress over her head. She was now wearing just her sheer, black panties as she sat back up and leaned slightly forwards to take her nipple in my mouth. I alternated between her breasts, lightly biting each nipple in turn as she put her hands on the back of my head.

She began rubbing her panty-covered mound against my growing erection, and I broke of out Erenköy Escort kiss to suggest that might be more comfortable on the bed. Lorna nodded, and scampered up the short wooden steps as I quickly removed my shirt, shoes socks and trousers. She raised the covers as I climbed the steps, and I slid between the sheets beside her. We immediately began kissing again and groping at each other’s bodies. I slid my hand up her thigh, and she opened her legs so that I could feel the damp spot on her panties and she reached for my penis. Simultaneously, we pulled off out underwear and resumed our attacks on each other’s genitalia. I could feel that the coarse hairs against my hand were wet, and I could smell her arousal as I parted her pubic hair to reach for the hot, wet entrance to her. Two fingers slid in, and my thumb caressed her clitoris as I moved my head between her breasts and slowly kissed my way down her stomach. We flung the bedclothes aside as my lips passed over her black bush, and as my tongue touched her clit, Lorna twitched and gave a little yelp.

I began to lick at her, whilst sliding my fingers slowly in and out, tasting the salt from her juices as well as the salt from the sea from he dip in the ocean earlier. She pulled my head, and said, “Please, it’s been so long. I just need to feel you inside me.” I slid myself up her body, and positioned myself between her thighs. She grabbed my penis and aimed it as I thrust it forward; effortlessly, it sank into her wetness and as it went in the hilt, she began moving her hips with increasing speed until with a small scream she reached her climax. She continued to whimper as I began to pump rapidly in and out of her until very soon I pushed as deep into her as I could and ejaculated powerfully into her.

She held me tightly as my penis gave its last few convulsions, and then I rolled us over onto our sides, where we held each other as we calmed down and got our breath back. My shrinking penis slid from her and felt cold as it dried in the cool night air. We reached for the covers, I rolled onto my back and with Lorna tucking her head into my shoulder, we fell asleep.

Hours late, the early sun shining into the bus woke up both up. Lorna seemed a little startled to find herself in my arms, but soon settled into a comforting cuddle. “Thank you,” she said, “Last night was great. It’s the first time since college that I’ve been with anyone except my husband and the first time for quite a while.” As she spoke, her hand stroked my stomach and soon found my morning erection.

“Is that for me?” she asked and I turned slightly and kissed her. She pulled me over on top of her, and I once again slid into her. This time, we moved slowly against each other to start with, exchanging small kisses that grew more passionate as our pace increased. I varied my motion, moving my hips in a circular motion as she thrust back up against me and before long we were both wallowing in orgasm.

We went back to sleep, and were still entangled a while later when we heard Judy knocking on the window announcing breakfast.

As we quickly washed ourselves in the tiny powder room, Lorna kept glancing at my groin until she giggled. I raised an eyebrow, and she said, grabbing my penis, “I was about to say I don’t know what got into me, and then I saw what did!”

Chuckling, we got dressed and went outside to where Judy had a pot of coffee waiting, and Lorna’s children were eating breakfast cereal. Lorna went over to Judy, gave her a quick hug and said, “Thanks for the loan, Jude. I think it did the trick.”

We sat together in companiable silence, and then Lorna said that she wanted to go into the nearby town to buy some beach toys for her kids. Judy said that she wanted go too, as she had some errands to run and shopping to do. I opted to stay and guard the bus. As they were almost ready to leave, Chris came over from the far side with a large jerry can in his hand. It seemed that he was out of diesel for his bus, and asked if he could ride with them into town to buy enough to be able to drive the bus as he and his family were leaving the next day. He hopped in with them, and they drove out, leaving me to my own devices for the day.

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She sees him across the room. He seems to be looking at her as intently as she is looking at him. Something in his eyes draw her to him. They each take a step forward and another until they meet halfway. She can only look at him, her eyes glued to his lips. He notices her looking and moves in, taking the back of her neck in his hand, he pulls her to him and kisses her slowly, his lips languishing on hers. He pushes her mouth open gently with his tongue, then snakes it in slowly, sinuously. He hears the small sounds of pleasure coming from the back of her throat as she gives him back what he is giving her.

He breaks off the kiss, and looks deep into her eyes, then takes her hand and pulls her out of the room. The party is going full blast, no one notices them leaving, not her date, not his. He hails a cab, and mutters an address to the cabbie. He takes her in his arms and kisses her until the cab stops. He helps her out, and escorts her to the door, unlocking it and with his hand on her back presses her into the house.

He turns her around before he kicks the door shut with his foot, and kisses her again, this time his hands on her shoulders, flowing down to her breasts. they are small, but firm, and high. She shivers under his touch, her eyes have darkened to a shade of blue that is almost midnight. Her lips are swollen and red from all the kissing, her pale cheeks are flushed with desire. His eyes search her face for a sign to stop, she moves forward into him, her own hands fumble with the buttons of his shirt.

He backs her up the steps, kissing Maltepe Escort her the entire way up, dropping clothing as they go. His hands are in her short hair, along her back, inside her bra, down her stomach, and on her ass. Her hands are unbuckling his belt, and unzipping his slacks. At the top of the stairs, she steps out of her skirt, and he steps out of his slacks. She kicks off her shoes and he does the same. She begins to remove her thigh highs but he shakes his head. She is erotic looking, the blonde hair, all tousled, her pale skin, flushed pink, and those black thigh highs silky on her legs. He can barely contain the desire that whips through him.

She is looking at him, moving forward, she kneels there on the landing of the stairway, and takes him in her mouth. She hears him groan, as she pulls him in as deep as he will go. Her tongue doing a little dance as she sucks hard, tasting the pre-cum that leaks out of the head. She loves the feel of his silky hardness in her mouth. His hands are in her hair, pushing her head in and out, while one hand is cupping his balls, her fingers stroking toward his ass, sending shivers up his spine. She is dripping wet, and he is breathing harshly. He stops her and pulls her up. He shakes his head again…not yet.

He pushes her into a bedroom, and tosses her on the bed. Lightly. He then takes her hands and ties them to the bedposts with silk scarves. The binding is not tight, but strong. She looks at him, and gives him a small smile. She raises her chin and he falls down upon her, kissing her eyes, Ümraniye Escort cheeks, lips, biting her chin, her neck and then her breasts. She arches into his nips, and makes little moaning noises. He has straddled her, she can’t move much. He works his way down to her pussy. He nips all around it, not ever touching it, driving her wild. Finally he buries his face in her. His lips and teeth work toward teasing her lips open, and finding her clit. She finds it harder to breathe. She arches up to meet his mouth, opening her legs wider, as he fucks her with his tongue. She feels it coming. Coiled tightly in her stomach, it releases and crashes over her, sending her to oblivion, she feels like she is floating with the stars. Her hands are fisted, and her toes curled into the mattress as wave after wave fall over her. He lands wet kisses on her stomach, to her breasts and then he kisses her deeply, letting her taste her essence.

He then pushes her legs apart and enters her roughly, fully. He is brutal in his taking of her, slamming into her as deeply as he can. She raises her legs to his shoulders and closes her eyes, finding the pain exquisite. He fucks her until she cums again, shooting her cum all over his dick, wetting the bed, she is moaning, uh, ah , ah, ahhhhh., as the orgasm rocks her.

He doesn’t want to cum yet. He wants more. He turns her over pushes her to her knees, she grasps the posts of the bed, still tied up. He pushes her head down toward the pillows, and forces her hips high in the air. He licks her ass, she pulls away for an İstanbul Escort instant, then relaxes, as he forces his tongue into her ass. She is moving her hips in a sensual motion. He pushes his fingers into her pussy, getting them lubed. Then he puts two finger entwined into her ass. She sighs….He finger fucks her for a moment, until he can’t stand it anymore, then he presses the head of his dick where his finger had just been. She freezes, knowing it is about to happen.

Knowing it will hurt a little at first, but the sensations afterward will be wondrous. He slips the head of his cock into her ass, he moans at the tightness, she presses her hips back, pushing more of him into her. He can’t take it and he shoves all he has at once. She groans, and begins to move her hips again. She wonders if he enjoys it as much as she. He is amazed at the hot silkiness of the tunnel he is fucking. Deeply into her bowels, he rams his dick, she pulses around him, squeezing his cock, and then releasing it. He grabs her hips holding them steady as he shoves hard and fast into her ass.

She screams, “Yes, please, yes!” It is all he can handle. He fucks her with all he has, as hard as he can, and then he explodes inside of her. It seems to tear him inside out. He bellows with it, and shudders as he empties himself into her. She sinks down onto the bed, and he falls on top of her exhausted. They lie like that for several minutes, letting their breathing slow down. He rolls off her and unties her hands. He then folds her into his arms.

The words uttered were few, it is part of the game. Now, he can speak. “Damn, Baby, that was good.” She smiles up at him and said, “Yeah, it was.” He chuckles and they lie together until they fall asleep. Next time, they would try another fantasy. It kept their sex life alive and spicy.

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“I really like the way you sing and play guitar,” the young girl said and she approached the small platform where Josh Griffin was performing. He was playing to an audience eating catfish at a local restaurant.

“Thanks,” Josh said looking up. “You want a CD. They are only 10 bucks.”

“I already have one and really enjoyed it,” the girl answered. Josh noticed the dark haired girl. She looked to be young, 19 or 20, and had a small tight body. She was dressed in jeans and blouse that fit close to her small breasts.

“Ok, glad you liked it,” Josh said and got ready to begin the next song.

“Could I talk to you a minute when you have a break?”

“Yeah, I guess. I have another 10 minutes to this set and then I will have a few minutes,” Josh replied wondering what this young girl wanted. Josh knew he was much too old to attract such a cute young girl and at 50 he did not have the energy to put much into any relationship. After his years of experience with the opposite sex he had decided noninvolvement to be the best approach.

Josh finished the set and went outside for a smoke.

“Do you have a minute now?”

Josh turned and watched the young girl approach him.

“Ok, what do you want?”

“My name is Sally, Sally Graves. I am also a singer. I need some help in learning how to get into the business and what I need to do. I was wondering if you gave lessons or anything like that.”

“No, I never liked teaching and as you can see I am not the most successful performer. You might want to talk to someone who knows something,” Josh responded with a sarcastic tone to his voice.

“But I like the way you do things and would really appreciate your help,” Sally pleaded.

“Nope, not interested,” Josh said and walked away.

The last set went okay and Josh packed up his equipment. As he put the last piece in his old van he looked around to see Sally appear.

“What do you want?”

“I was wondering if you would reconsider. I don’t have much money and I don’t know anyone else that I can talk to about this. Would you please considering teaching me about music and the music business?”

“I thought was I pretty clear before. No, I am not interested in teaching you,” Josh exclaimed.

“Please,” Sally pleaded.

Josh suddenly had an idea. It would make the lessons worth his efforts or else it would get point across that he was not interested.

“Sally, is that your name?”

“Yes,” she eagerly responded.

“I will teach you but only with several conditions, none of which you will like.”

“What are they?” she questioned.

“If you want me to give you lessons you must be prepared to follow every instruction I give without questions. Also, I will not teach you anything unless during the lessons you are totally naked,” Josh said and laughed.

“What?” Sally gasped.

“I could never do that. You would want me to take off all my clothes so you could look at me,” she exclaimed.

“You are a dirty old man,” she said and walked off.

“Well that got rid of her,” Josh thought as he finished loading his van ready to return to his small apartment and hot shower.

Josh forgot the entire incident with this young girl İstanbul Escort until later that week there was knock on his door.

“Yeah, whose there?” Josh was not use to visitors and anyone that knocked was usually trying to sell something he did not want.

“Sally,” a young voice said.

“Who?”

“Sally, the girl at the restaurant who was music lessons,” she replied.

“What the hell?” Josh thought as he remembered the incident. He wondered what she wanted now.

Josh opened the door and looked at the young girl standing on his small porch.

“Can I come in?” she asked.

“I guess,” Josh said and opened the screen door.

“I have been thinking about what you said.”

“What did I say?” Josh asked.

“You said you would give me lessons,” she replied.

“I don’t remember saying that,” Josh said. He had dismissed their conversation thinking it unimportant.

“You said if I met certain conditions you would teach me,” Sally said looking determined.

“Oh yeah, I did put a few conditions on it didn’t I,” Josh said and laughed. He now remembered their short conversation.

“You ready for a lesson,” Josh asked and smiled. He gave her body a good look over and noticed that she noticed how he was looking at her.

“I don’t know. I have never taken off my clothes like this,” she said looking down at the floor.

Josh could not believe this girl was actually considering it. He had just told her this to get rid of her and now here she was looking as if she was going to strip for him.

“Well, it is up to you,” he said and smiled.

Sally looked at Josh and then began to unbutton her blouse.

“Do I have to take off everything?” she asked.

“Yes, everything or it is no deal.”

Sally looked at him as she unbuttoned the last of the buttons. She slowly pulled open her blouse revealing a rather un-sexy white bra that totally covered her small but firm breasts.

“Keep going,” Josh instructed.

Sally reached down and undid the button on her jeans. She pulled hard at the tight material and slipped them down her legs. She then kicked off her shoes and pulled the jeans off her feet. Josh noticed her white cotton panties that revealed little of the soft flesh it covered. Sally might as well have been wearing a bikini bathing suit rather than bra and panties.

“Please, I don’t want to take off anything else,” Sally said as she crossed her arms across her chest.

“Look Sally, you came here to me and knocked on my door. It is all or nothing. It’s up to you,” Josh replied as he leaned back in her chair and stared at the young girl’s body.

Sally slowly reached behind her back and undid the clasp of the bra. She held the bra for a moment uncertain as to what she should do.

“Let it go Sally,” Josh instructed.

Sally let it go and the bra fell from her chest to the floor. She slowly let down her hands revealing small firm breasts about the size of a small apple. Her nipples were dark and Josh could see they were very firm, standing at attention.

“Very nice Sally. I love you titties,” Josh said admiring Sally’s breasts.

“Thanks,” Sally said not knowing how to respond.

“Before Anadolu Yakası Escort you take off your panties so I can see your pussy, let’s see how you sing,” Josh said and picked up his guitar. Sally had a strange expression on her face as she watched Josh watch her.

“Do you know ‘Cheating Heart’ by Hank Williams?” Josh asked.

“Yes,” Sally replied shifting from one foot to the other knowing that her music teacher could not take his eyes off her breasts.

Josh strummed a chord.

“Is that a good key?”

“I think so.”

“Ok sing,” Josh commanded.

As Josh played Sally did several verses of ‘Your Cheating Heart’ and Josh felt she did a decent rendition?

“Not too bad. You have a pretty good voice,” Josh praised.

For the first time since Sally’s ordeal began she smiled.

“Thanks,” she whispered.

Josh put down the guitar.

“Ok let’s see that pussy and ass,” he commanded.

Sally was caught off guard. She was still pleased about Josh’s favorable comment of her singing that she almost forgot what was happening. Without much further thought she slipped her fingers into each side of her panties and pulled them down.

Josh watched as a small amount of dark hair appeared. Sally obviously trimmed her pubic hair to leave only a small triangle just above the beginning of her slit. As the panties came off Josh had a great view of the pink folds of Sally’s pussy.

“Mmmm, very nice indeed Sally,” Josh commented.

“Thanks,” Sally said again not knowing how to respond to someone who was telling her she had a nice pussy.

“Turn around and let me see your ass,” Josh said.

Sally turned around allowing Josh a good view of her tight firm ass.

“Nice,” Josh said.

Sally turned around to speak. As she did so Josh took several quick pictures with his digital camera.

“What are you doing?” Sally screamed.

“I didn’t say you could take a picture of me naked,” Sally cried as she tried to cover herself.

“You did not say I couldn’t either,” Josh responded.

Sally crotched down behind a chair and began to whimper, trying to hide her body.

“Ok, quit your crying. I got some good shots and there is little you can do about that now. So go ahead a get up and let’s do some work.”

Sally hesitantly stood up realizing there was little she could do about the pictures already taken.

“What are you going to do with those pictures?” she asked.

“I am going to look at them when I masturbate if you have to know,” Josh said.

“You won’t show them to anyone else?” she asked.

“No, they are just for me. It is time for you to sing. Get on your feet,” Josh ordered.

Sally rose to her feet, wiped off her face, and looked at Josh.

Josh again looked over her entire body.

“Do you know ‘You Are My Sunshine’?” Josh asked.

“Yes,” Sally answered.

Josh reached over to the computer and opened a program. Soon an intro to “You Are My Sunshine’ came through the speakers.

“Sing,” Josh ordered.

Sally began to sing the first verse of “You Are My Sunshine’ as she stood naked before Josh. Josh had to admit she had a good voice but his main preoccupation was with Üsküdar Escort her excellent body.

As Sally sang Josh downloaded the pictures from his camera.

The song ended and Josh made a few adjustments.

“Do you know ‘Blue Bayou’?”

“Yes, but I don’t know all the words,” Sally said. She had recomposed herself and could not believe she was standing here naked singing to Josh.

Josh made a few adjustments on the computer.

“Come over here.”

Sally gasped. She was looking at one of the pictures Josh had just taken of her.

“No, look on this monitor.”

Sally looked and there was a karaoke type screen with the words to ‘Blue Bayou’. Josh pushed a button and it began to play. After the intro Sally began to sing using the words on the screen. She kept watching the words on one screen and the pictures Josh had taken on another screen next to it.

Josh was sitting behind Sally. He sat back and noticed there was a large budge in his pants. While listening to Sally sing and looking at her fine firm ass Josh pulled out his cock and began rubbing it as Sally continued to sing.

Sally finished the last line and turn to see what Josh’s reaction. She was shocked to see him sitting there rubbing his hard cock.

“What are you doing?” she gasped.

“I looking at your fine body and whacking off, what the hell do you think I am doing,” Josh responded now looking directly at Sally’s slit.

Sally took a step back but seemed mesmerized by Josh’s reaction to her. She just stood there staring at him rubbing his cock.

Josh reached up and pushed another button.

“Stand by me, won’t you stand,” by me suddenly began to play through the speakers.

“Sing Sally right now,”

Sally not knowing what else to do began to sing still watching Josh masturbating.

“Very nice Sally. You sing well and your pussy is so enticing,” Josh groaned.

Sally watched as precum began to flow out of Josh’s cock.

“I’m going to cum Sally. Keep singing but watch as I cum.”

“Mmmmm,” Josh groaned as a load of cum shot out of his cock and hit the floor. This was quickly followed for several more globs of white cum.

“That felt really great,” Josh said and straightened himself back in the chair.

After a few more lines Sally finished the song.

“If you are still interested in lessons I will burn you a CD of a number of songs for you to practice. If you want to return and sing them for me, the rules will all be the same,” Josh said.

“Sally, you have a good voice, not great but good. You certainly sing as well as some successful people but the music business is a very tough place to find success,” he continued.

“You can go ahead and get dressed and I will be looking forward to seeing all of you again if you so chose. Of course if you do return the price of the lesson will increase next time and I don’t mean money if you understand,” Josh said and stood up zipping up his pants to emphasize what he had just said.

Sally felt very confused. She could not believe all that had just happened. She also could not believe that a part deep inside her had enjoyed everything that had happened and she wanted to do it again. What bothered her was the increase in price. She wondered what that mean but she could guess it would be some type of sexual act. Sally did not know if she wanted that or not.

Josh watched from his window as she drove off and wondered whether he would see her again.

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As you walk out of your house to get in your car to leave for work you notice that the house next door that has been for sale, has a sold sign. Your curiosity is peaked to see who will be moving in. Over the next several days all you ever see is a single car parked in the drive way, but never any moving trucks. One day after work you decide to go over and introduce yourself. As you walk up the front walk you notice that all of the windows are open and as you casually look inside, you also notice that it looks like all of the furniture and furnishings are already in place.

You can’t believe that someone was able to move in so completely, so quickly. As you reach the door you catch a glimpse of a very attractive woman walking by the foyer, in what you think is only her bra, pantyhose and heels. You try to see if you can see more, but she is already gone. You quickly ring the bell; however, when the door is finally answered the lady of the house is fully dressed. What greets you causes you to catch your breath. Your new neighbor is a full figured woman, but not in the sense that she has let herself go. On the contrary, her curves only help to accentuate her beauty. She also carries herself with an air of confidence.

She is wearing a very simple dress, 3″ heels, hose and very simple make up. You are taken aback by her beauty and when she asks you if she can help you, all you can do is stare at her with your mouth agape. If that wasn’t bad enough, your other “head” has also reacted and so you have quite a noticeable bulge in your pants, which does not go unnoticed by her either. She repeats her question again and this time you actually snap out of your stupor and begin to introduce yourself as her next door neighbor.

Upon hearing that, she noticeably relaxes and invites you in. You follow her into the front room and realize that her house is an exact mirror of your house, just flipped. As you sit and talk with her you keep hoping your hard on will subside, but every time it starts to deflate she moves her legs, which cause her pantyhose to rub creating that rasping sound which only reinforces your sexual desire. It also doesn’t help that besides staring at some very large breasts being restrained by her dress, her perfume is driving you crazy.

You are in such sensory overload that you are finding it very difficult to stay focused on the conversation at hand. If not for her sultry sexy voice, you would have probably zoned out and started jerking yourself off. During the course of your conversation you learn that she is not married and upon hearing that you offer to take her out to dinner. She seems a bit reluctant, but accepts after she realizes she doesn’t have much of anything to eat in the house.

She tells you that she needs to freshen up and to give her a couple of minutes. You tell her to take her time and as she walks back to her bedroom it is all you can do to contain your excitement. What luck, here is the woman of your dreams, not married and living next door. You realize that in Bostancı Escort order to make a good impression you had better get your act together and decide to visit the bathroom. After shutting the door, you take the opportunity to splash some water on your face and mentally slap yourself and tell yourself to behave. Just as you are exiting the bathroom she is coming down the hall way and has a bit of a surprised look on her face, but it quickly disappears. She looks as stunning as before and you are not really sure what all she had to freshen up, other than you notice her perfume is a bit stronger now.

As you wait for her to lock up her house, you offer to drive since you know a very nice steak house that you are sure she will enjoy. During the drive you resolve to focus only on the traffic so as not to get caught looking at her beautiful body and how her dress has slightly ridden up revealing just a little more of her pantyhose covered legs. You share some more small talk with her along the way, asking how her move went and such. Upon arriving at the restaurant you park and quickly make your way around to her side of the car and open her door for her.

She is pleasantly surprised by the act, and graciously takes your hand as you help her out of the car. The restaurant is not busy and you are seated immediately. The waiter arrives and you ask if she would like to share a bottle of wine. She agrees and you order a very nice bottle to go with your meals. While waiting for your food you learn that she is a manager at one of the downtown offices and that she was just transferred to the area due to some corporate changes. You both enjoy your dinners, another bottle of wine and some great conversation. On several occasions she accidentally brushes your leg with her high heeled foot.

You arrive back at the houses and she walks over to hers, she thanks you for a lovely evening and suggests that you do it again sometime. You walk into your house and can’t seem to get this beauty off of your mind. As it is Friday, and pretty late, you decide to see if maybe you can catch another glimpse of your new neighbor in her lingerie. You turn off all of your lights and the quietly sneak out the back door. Thankfully, there is a new moon and so it is extremely dark. You make sure to walk as quietly as possible, but eventually make you way to your neighbor’s bedroom window.

You see that she has both the bedroom and bathroom lights on and figure you might just get lucky. As you peek into her window, you see her standing in front of her closet, swaying to the music from the radio and you can’t take your eyes off of her marvelous ass. She then reaches behind her and unzips her dress and allows it to drop to the floor. Your breath catches in your throat and your dick instantly becomes hard.

She is not wearing pantyhose as you thought, but rather nylons and a garter belt. And if that wasn’t sweet enough, she has on a very lacy black thong that just disappears between her two beautiful globes. As she Kadıköy Escort shifts between feet to step out of her dress the garter straps pull tight against her beautiful flesh. You immediately unzip your pants and release your cock so you can begin masturbating. As she squats to pick up her dress, she seems to linger there giving you the most wonderful view you have ever seen.

The sight is just too much for you and you blow your load all over the bush outside her window. As you quickly come down from your sexual high, you realize that you better leave before she turns around and catches you there, so you put everything away and quietly slip back home. As you lay in bed that night rubbing your groin, thinking about her, you thank your lucky stars.

The next several months are much of the same. You taking your lovely neighbor out for dinner and when ever you can manage it, which is just about every night, you sneak over to the back of her house to peep in on her and watch her undress. You notice that when she does wear pantyhose, she doesn’t wear any panties under them and so after she has removed her dress or skirt, you are always able to see her wonderful ass through the nylon material. You also notice that she doesn’t seem to wear anything but high heels. Even her casual shoes she wears around the house have at least a 3″ heel.

You don’t mind this one bit as it gives her calves such a tight toned look about them. Thankfully, she moved in, in the spring and so she has been keeping her windows open this entire time. As summer approaches you notice that she is wearing her nylons and garters more often. One night as you are watching her with your dick in hand, after she lets her dress, bra and panties fall to the floor, you notice her right hand reach down and begin to rub her groin.

You figure she is merely scratching an itch, but then you notice her spread her legs and as her hand picks up speed, she begins to moan and before long she lets out a low guttural moan and as her orgasm racks through her body, her legs shake and she has to lean forward against the edge of the closet, least she fall down. As she comes down from her sexual high, she turns and starts to walk toward the window. You quickly pull back into the shadows, but are so captivated by the view of her sexually charged pussy framed by her garter straps that you can’t take your eyes off of it.

Not to mention the closer she gets to the window, the faster you pump your meat. She finally stops right in front of the window, and you can’t believe your luck. There, right in front of you is your neighbor wearing nothing but a garter, nylons and high heels. As you stare at her closely trimmed pussy, not only can you smell her intoxicating scent, but you can also see the puffiness of her lips. This is just too much for you and you blow your load all over the shrub beside the window. You also let out a low moan.

As you recover from your sexual release, you look up and see Sonya staring down at you with her hands on Göztepe Escort her hips. Before you can say anything, she merely tells you to get your sorry ass in there. You quickly hurry around to the front door and make your way back to her bedroom. As you enter, you hang your head expecting her to chew you out for being a peeing tom. However, as you enter her bedroom she merely tells you to take off all your clothes and get over here and clean her up. You can’t believe your ears and are brought out of your state of disbelief, by her telling you “get over here now!”

You quickly shed your clothes and crawl onto the bed and get between her outstretched legs. As you approach her pussy, her sexual scent is even stronger and you can see her lips glisten. You lick your lips and eagerly dive in and begin licking and sucking for all you are worth. You make sure to pay special attention to her clit, nibbling on it, teasing it, blowing on it and before long she is bucking against your face and moaning yet again. As you bring her to orgasm she clamps her legs together, trapping your head with in her nylon covered sex chamber. As she releases your head, you come up gasping for air as a huge smile spreads across your face.

She pulls you up to her and begins kissing you and licking her juices off your face. While she is doing this she reaches down and begins stroking your cock which is rock hard and throbbing. She then pushes you onto your back and straddles your groin. As she hovers above your twitching member, she asks you how long you have been a peeing tom. You decide to be completely honest with her and tell her about that initial glimpse you caught when you first came over to introduce yourself 4 months ago.

She just stares at you and asks how often you have come over in any give week. Sheepishly, you look at her and tell her pretty much every night. She can’t believe how tenacious you have been and instead of being angry with you she is actually flattered. During this conversation she is continually stroking your member and asks you if you would like to be actively involved verses being a bystander and destroying her shrubs. You are very close to cumming, but even if you weren’t, you would eagerly nod your head; she then lowers her pussy onto your cock until her groin is rubbing against yours.

As she sits there with her pussy wrapped around your cock, she begins to flex her pussy muscles which sends incredible sensations up and down your cock. You feel as if she is massaging your cock with her pussy. As you look up at her, you notice she is playing with her own nipples, pinching and pulling on them. You don’t think you can handle much more of this and just as you begin to feel your cum start to bubble up in your balls, she begins to slide up and down on your cock. Initially, she starts out slow, but then speeds up and with in a matter of minutes your cock begins to erupt and she slams her body down onto yours burying your cock all the way to the hilt inside of her and begins to shake as yet another orgasm rips through her body.

As her orgasm subsides, she collapses on top of you, sexually spent and content. You stroke her hair and just lay there with a smile that goes from ear to ear and can’t wait to see what happens next.

THE END

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