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I never planned to be a virgin bride which is good because that ship sailed a long time ago. I’ve fucked guys because I thought I was in love with them. I’ve fucked guys because I thought it would make them love me. I’ve fucked guys because I felt alone and wanted to feel like I had a connection with someone, anyone. One time, I fucked a guy because he seemed lonely and I felt sorry for him. Of course, I’ve fucked guys for fun–just because I was horny and wanted something inside me that wasn’t made of plastic.

But I had never fucked someone for money and I never thought that I would. Until now.

The first time I was offered (sort of) money for (sort of) sex was in third grade. A boy from my class offered me his dessert if I’d let him see “my hole.” Needless to say, I wouldn’t even talk to him after that.

Many years later, one of the guys whose fraternity house was hosting a party, offered me twenty bucks if I’d flash my boobs to everyone. It was tempting and if he’d given me another drink or two, I might have done it.

Now, I just had sex with someone for $300.

I did it because I needed the money. I was broke. Flat broke. My car broke down and getting it working again used up the money that I set aside for next month’s rent. I’d been late with the rent a couple of times before and my landlord had been pissed off. I had meant it when I promised that I’d never be late again.

Yeah, I could have gone to the Bank of Mom and Dad but if I asked my parents for money, that meant I’d have to go through the whole thing about why I thought I needed my own place when I could live at home instead and where was I spending all of my money anyway. Believe it or not, I’d rather have sex with a stranger than have to listen to my mother again.

Of course I looked for other ways to get the money. My employer had been burned before giving emergency advances and now they had a policy against it. I asked anyway and was told no. Asking my ex-boyfriend was about as appealing as asking my mother. My best friend commiserated and probably would have given me her last dollar if she could but she was nearly as broke as I was and she didn’t have any extra money to lend me.

She was probably trying to be funny when she suggested selling my body to get the money. It still scares me that I really didn’t know if she was joking. Maybe she had done that before but, best friends or not, I’ll never ask her. I don’t think I’d want to know if she had. Plus, I’m pretty sure that I don’t want her to know that I had really taken her suggestion seriously. I’m positive that I don’t want her to ever find out what I actual did.

I only had two weeks to come up with the rent money and I was completely out of ideas. Even if I got another job, I wouldn’t get a paycheck until after the rent deadline. Sex for money, as much as I hated the idea, seemed like my best option.

So, my decision was made.

Realizing how little I know about escorts and how they worked, I clicked into the classified section of our online alternative newspaper to do some research. My friends and I used to look at the ads there for entertainment. Now, it was my resource to learn how I might pull this off, getting some money but doing it safely and, as far as possible, with my dignity preserved. The ads used a combination of subtle promotion and double entendre but it didn’t take a lot to figure out what was being offered. I drafted an ad based on the ones that I thought were best.

In my ad, I said I was a cute blond (I guess I am) looking for a date (well sort of). I said I was horny and open-minded (um, maybe?). I said texts only and, from my dwindling cash supply, I picked up a burner cell phone and listed its number. I said I was available on Friday and Saturday nights.

The other ads showed me how to write mine but they also raised a couple of issues that I now had to worry about. To start, where would we go to do it? The ads talked about in-call or out-call. No way I’m telling a strange guy where I live let alone having him come to my apartment. On the other hand, I wasn’t really excited about going to his place either.

How much should I charge? I wanted to get enough money each time that I wouldn’t have to do it too many times. On the other hand, if I asked too much, would I lose potential customers? The ads showed some kind of range of prices, I think for time and for doing different things. Some gave set prices for fifteen-minute, half-hour, or one-hour blocks and some for all night. Some spoke about special services. What can you do in a fifteen-minutes? Oh, that. Damn. Okay. I spent some time interpreting the ads and I finally decided that I’ll ask $150 for a blowjob and $300 to go all the way. I’ll see if I get any takers at those prices and then I’ll see where it goes from there.

What were those special services anyway?

I sat for a full ten minutes with my heart pounding before I put in my credit card number and hit send to post the ad. It was posted on their izmir otele gelen escort website almost immediately and after I checked it out, I spent at least ten minutes fighting against an urge to delete it and forget the whole thing. While I was pondering what I was going to do, my new phone buzzed.

“Hey, U available now?”

“Sure. What are you looking for?”

“Straight sex. How much?”

I was glad that I had decided on this already. “$300.”

He texted me the address and a room number and I recognized the name of the place. It was a mid-level motel with outside doors facing a parking lot off of a busy street. So far, so good. A motel seemed like it was probably safer than going to his house and outside doors seemed more private than walking through a lobby where I might run into someone I know.

I went into my bedroom and quickly decided what I would wear. I put on a clean thong and pulled on some tight jeans. I dumped my bra and pulled on a tight t-shirt that showed off my boobs. I hoped that I looked sexy enough that maybe I’ll get a tip but not sexy enough that anyone who I ran into would figure out what I was doing. I guess that I was dressed a lot sexier than what I wear to my real job but not really that different from what I’d wear to the bars on a Friday night.

Fortunately, I made it over there safely despite being distracted by a feeling of impending doom. At each intersection, I considered turning around but I remembered my landlord’s face and forced down my doubts until I got to the motel. I drove around until I spotted the room number, drove around one more time, then found a close parking spot in case I needed to leave quickly.

My pulse was racing as I walked to the door and knocked. I had an incredible range of emotions hitting me. I’m scared. I’m resigned. I’m accepting. Being honest, I’m sort of excited.

As the door opened and I saw him, I kept my hand in my bag, holding onto my pepper spray. I had gone to guys’ apartments before without knowing if they were really serial murderers. This probably wasn’t any less safe but for some reason, it felt worse so I added I’m panicky to my list of emotions.

The guy smiled and politely invited me inside so I followed him into the room and glanced around. It was a normal motel room–a queen size bed, a table, and a small sofa. The door to the bathroom was open and the drapes were drawn shut.

He also looked normal although around now, I was doubting my judgement about normality. He was probably mid-40s and partly balding. He could stand to lose a few pounds but nothing extreme.

“So, tell me what I can do to make you happy tonight.” Maybe not the best opening line but it worked.

“I’d like to do it like we were dating. Kiss for a while, play with your tits, and then have sex.”

Okay. Sadly, that actually did sound like a lot of my dates. I can do this. I can. I know I can. I remember that I’m an escort, not a girlfriend so I try to sell it a bit. “Yeah! That sounds great! But let’s get our business out of the way first so we can have fun.”

He had the cash ready and handed it to me. I thought counting it would be weird (okay, weirder) so I just stuck it in my bag. I felt like I was now committed.

When I imagined what it would be like, I had pictured myself just lying on the bed naked with my legs spread apart for him. Since he had given me his wish list I knew I had some stuff to do before we got to that point and maybe beginning with kissing him would be an better way to ease into this than just undressing. I walked up to him, put my hands behind his neck, and pulled him in for a kiss. Braless, I could feel my boobs pressing against his chest and I wondered if he felt them too.

I wasn’t expecting it but the guy was a good kisser. A really good kisser. He gently kissed my lips for a while then licked my earlobes before coming back to my lips. He held his lips to mine and started to kiss me deeply. I don’t know if it was normal escort behavior but it felt natural for me to open my mouth and when I did, my tongue met his.

When we started kissing, his hands were wrapped around my waist but he soon moved them up on the outside of my t-shirt. He brushed against my boobs which he then encircled, spreading his fingers out around them. Being felt up by a total stranger was weird. He was faster and maybe a bit rougher than I would have liked if it was up to me but it wasn’t terrible. Since he was paying for this, my goal was to make him happy, right?

His hands moved from my chest and returned to my back but only so they could get under my t-shirt. Instead taking the risk of it getting pulled out of shape, I reached down for the hem and pulled the shirt up and off. I stood in front of him, now with my bare boobs pressing against his chest. His hands again went up and down my back as he continued to kiss me. They then slid between us and he fondled me again, now fingering my nipples.

I didn’t izmir rus escort know if I should get undressed the rest of the way or let him undress me. Since I had been paid a flat rate, stretching it out probably wasn’t the best thing so I stepped away from him and undid my jeans, pushing them down over my hips. I sat down on the bed to pull them off and then lifted my hips to pull off my thong. After I undressed, I pulled down the bedcover and sat on the edge of the bed and watched him undress. I was conscious of being naked with a complete stranger and the full list of emotional reactions flowed over me again.

The guy joined me sitting on the bed and we faced each other, again kissing deeply. His hands kept massaging my boobs and I saw his cock starting to come erect. I briefly considered playing with it but instead, I swiveled my body away from him and lay down, sliding over to the middle of the bed. I was on my back staring up at the ceiling and I lifted my knees to slightly separate my thighs. I’d never intentionally cut off foreplay before but since my pleasure wasn’t the goal, I wanted to move us along so I could get the main event over with.

This also seemed to be okay with him since, still sitting on the side of the bed he unrolled a condom onto his now fully erect cock. I made a mental note that I should put some condoms in my bag to be sure I always had one available.

He lay down on the bed and moved over to lie next to me. I pulled my knees up more to give him access and smiled at him. “I want you now” I told him hoping that it sounded sincere enough. I actually wanted him now so that we could get it over with but he could interpret it however he wanted to.

I don’t know how he interpreted it or if he even cared. He rolled on top of me and poked his cock toward me. I grabbed it and led it to the opening of my vagina. Fortunately, despite the circumstances, the kissing and touching had made me wet and the lubricated condom slid right into me.

There. I had done it. I was fucking a total stranger. His cock was in me. Not for love, not for like, not even for fun. For money.

He slid in and out and I tried to move my pelvis to match his movement. I’m not usually a loud lover but I figured some sound effects would help so I started moaning gently.

Missionary position is pretty much guaranteed to not allow me to climax; at least it never has before. I didn’t have any expectation that I was going to cum but instead of being disappointed, I reminded myself that in the role I was playing it was his orgasm and not mine that counted. Despite that, he had a nice sized cock and it did give me a nice feeling of being filled.

As he lay on top of me moving in and out, I wonder about why he was paying me for sex instead of hitting a bar to find someone to hook up with. He wasn’t bad looking. He was a good kisser and he seemed to be okay sexually. Maybe he had been on the road for a while and was away from his wife or girlfriend. I wasn’t going to ask.

His in and out thrusts speeded up and I changed the movement of my pelvis to keep up with him. I increased my moaning sounds and wondered if I should fake an orgasm. While I was thinking about this, he thrust in me deeper and let out his own moan as he came. He let himself down so that his body was laying fully over mine, breathing heavily. I put my arms around him and held him closely.

When his eyes opened, I went back into my role play mode. “That was great! Thank you!”

“I’m glad you liked it. Did you cum?”

“Oh yeah. Couldn’t you tell?” I guess he couldn’t but he seemed happy with the idea. I told him I had to pee so he rolled off me and I went into the bathroom, picking up my clothes and carrying them and my bag. I turned on the light and closed the door.

I sat on the toilet thinking about what I had just done. I did pee, then I got dressed and went back into the room. He was lying on the bed naked, looking at the ceiling. I walked over to him and kissed him. He thanked me and I thanked him back. Since repeat customers are the sign of a successful business, I told him he should call me next time he was in town and he said he would. Then I left the room.

Driving home, it occurred to me that this was like losing my virginity again. I only could do it once for the first time and I could never undo what I had done. Like having sex for the first time had made it easier to do it the next time. I wondered if doing it the first time for money would make the next time easier and if I wanted it to be easier.

As I drove, my mind reviewed the whole experience and I went over how I felt about things. Overall, I was really relieved that it had gone well. The guy wasn’t (as far as I know) a serial killer. He was clean and didn’t try to do anything except fuck me.

The condom hadn’t broken but I’m going to bring my own next time so I can depend on it more.

I was glad that I was $300 closer to paying my rent next month. Hopefully, izmit escort there would be no more surprise car repairs or other unplanned expenses.

I felt ashamed of doing it and wondered what my friends and family would think of me if they ever found out.

I was thrilled that I now had a potential source of extra money that at least wasn’t as unpleasant as moving home or some other things I might have to do for additional funds. I may not want to do it but it was there if I needed to.

I was worried that I had placed myself in danger.

I didn’t feel used or degraded. If you believe that women should control their own bodies than shouldn’t it include using their body to make money? Was paid sex any worse than working in a coal mine or on an assembly line?

So yeah, I knew that I would probably do it again.

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Before I went into the motel, I had turned off my burner phone. When I got home, I turned it back on and saw that, while I had been working, my ad was evidently hard at work too. Some texts had came through while I was busy with the guy so now I scrolled through them. I figured that it was still early and since my first customer hadn’t taken that long, I’d be able to fit in at least one more. I ignored some of the messages which gave weird vibes, realizing that I needed to trust my instincts about any possible red flags. One asked about anal which might be one of those special services. I decided that no amount of money was going to make that happen and kept scrolling. Finally, I got to one that seemed worth responding to.

“Can I meet you in my car tonight? Bring your mouth.”

I don’t think I’ve ever gotten “bring your mouth” as a pickup line before but it seemed pretty straightforward that he wanted a blowjob. I texted back “$150 for oral” and he responded with a description of his car and where he would be parked. It was a parking garage on the side of a big mall. I thought about this area and also about other times when I’d given blowjobs in cars. Back when living at home meant a lack of privacy for these activities, various boyfriends had driven me to places where we could park. The mall wouldn’t exactly be private compared to these, but, I figured that less private meant that it would be less dangerous than other, more secluded, areas. So I texted back my ETA and he told me he’d see me there.

One of the reasons for charging less for oral sex was probably that I wouldn’t have to get fully undressed. I might not have to get undressed at all. I put some condoms and a roll of breath mints in my bag and drove to the location he had given me.

He was parked on the top level of the parking garage and the mall was near its closing time so there wasn’t a lot of traffic. I parked close to him and, in case I needed to make a fast getaway, I made sure that my car was pointed to the exit ramp and my driver’s door was facing him. I got out of the car and walked toward him, again keeping my hand on the pepper spray in my bag just in case.

The guy was sitting in the driver’s seat and he rolled down the window as I walked over to him smiling. He was younger than I expected and didn’t give off any obvious danger signs.

I thought I’d start with a small joke so I smiled, pointed at my mouth, and said “I brought it.”

He grinned back at me and held up some wrinkled bills. “And I brought this.”

I had realized that I really should count the bills and I did. It was the right amount so I shoved it in my bag. “Where would you like to do this?” I asked. He pointed to the back seat of his car and I nodded. He got out of the car, opened the back door and sat down with his legs outside the car. I watched as he undid his pants and pulled them down. He then slid over to the other side of the car and watched me.

I looked around carefully and, since I didn’t see anyone on that floor of the garage, I figured it was safe to take my top off. It might excite him more and I wouldn’t have to worry about getting any of his cum on it. I still wasn’t wearing a bra and maybe from the chilly air and maybe from what I was about to do, my nipples came erect as I climbed into the backseat of his car. He lifted his legs onto the bench seat with his pants down to his ankle. His cock was partly stiff and I gently grabbed it jacking it up and down a few times to bring him to fully erect. I then tore open a condom package, took it out, and rolled it onto him. I was ready to leave if he objected but he didn’t.

I lay across him and moved my mouth onto him. I started an up and down movement with my head, playing with his balls at the same time. After a minute or so, I put my hand on his shaft, below my mouth. My hand and mouth moved up and down in sync and it didn’t take him long to cum. I removed my mouth but continued to jack him up and down with my hand as he filled the condom. I wondered if I was supposed to take it off him but decided that wasn’t part of my job description.

The guy had a “I just came” expression on his face and he didn’t say anything as I moved off of him and got out of the car. I smiled and waved at him, then pulled my top back on before returning to my car. As I drove away, I saw him sitting where I had left him. I popped in a breath mint to cover the latex taste in my mouth.

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Laying in bed, alarm turned off, staring at the ceiling to gather myself, I have no clue what to expect or what to say to either of the girls this morning, especially Ashley.

I still find it hard to believe that my first experience with two women being Jill and her daughter, Holy Fuck! That has to be the hottest night of sex I’ve ever experienced, and yet I’m laying here in afterthought wondering if it was a mistake. Ashley is young, with youthful feelings and that could get complicated, especially now that I’m thinking about Jill and me in a long-term relationship.

The more time I spend, the more I’ve come to appreciate her. I never expected this, but I think I’m falling in love. She completes me in so many ways and dominates my thoughts now…Attractive, smart, witty, her petite little hard body is to die for, and we share similar interests. I find myself wanting to spend as much time with her as I can manage and lord have mercy, she fucking worships my cock, I mean what more could a man ask for?

I know in my heart Jill is the woman I want in my life and there is no denying that to myself any longer. I thought I could work up the nerve to let her know, but after last night, I’m unsure.

Encouraging her daughter to jerk me off and titty fuck me? That was so fucking awesome and definitely a night to remember, but Jill is more than enough woman to keep me happy and satisfied, so where does all of this stand now?

Brushing my teeth, staring at myself in the mirror, I can’t put this off any longer and head out to see what the morning brings. Walking out of my bedroom I see Jill cooking breakfast, the smell of bacon in the air, and there across the living room, the hall bath door is open.

Ashley is standing just a couple of feet inside the door in front of the vanity mirror, drying her long wavy blonde hair. Only wearing a pair of tan panties with black trim and an untied, knee length black satin bathrobe, bending back slightly to let her hair drape loose away from her back, holding a blow dryer behind her head as her other hand is running fingers through her scalp to loosen the hair.

I stop dead still to take in the view of this hot young teen, her untied robe falling wide open off each side of her torso while leaning back, arms up, her breasts uncovered and standing up proud, so full and firm, her nipples pointing to the ceiling. That slender waist and the profile view of her slender teen tummy stretched out and disappearing inside her panties.

Ashleys 5′-6″ body is simply teen perfection.

As she throws her hair forward over her head, bending forward to dry the underside, her robe falls forward, covering my view of those fabulous tits, only for her back to arch, ass out, a hand balancing against the vanity, as she moves her head left to right, drying her hair.

When Ashley gets a glimpse of me watching, her face lights up with a grin, continuing to dry her hair, yet never breaking her gaze, unable to stop grinning. I know she left the door open hoping I would see her, so what do I do?

Smile back along with a wink before making my way into the kitchen to see Jill.

This is going to be an interesting morning, and perhaps easier than I thought!

Walking up behind Jill, wearing an apron, but looking fine in her stretchy tight workout shorts, lifting and separating the cheeks of my favorite ass. I place my hands on her hips, looking over her shoulder.

“Mm, that smells good…You realize bacon is the way to a man’s heart, right?”

“Did you finally get up sleepyhead?” Looking over her shoulder with that morning smile that only Jill can give, “I was about to come wake you so I can start the eggs.”

She moves back into me to turn and pour me a cup.

“This is a lot of trouble Jill; I don’t need a big breakfast during the week”

Jill turns around, leans back against the counter holding my coffee up with both hands and her expression, her smile, she is simply glowing this morning. “It’s no trouble, and besides, Ashley starts track today so she needs a good breakfast too.” Looking the part of a doting mom in her ‘kiss the cook” apron’…So I do, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek as I take my coffee from her hands and lean back against the Island across from her.

“You two seem to be in a very good mood this morning, considering it’s hump day Wednesday!”

“And you’re not?” With that little lip bite of hers, eyebrows raised, just a joyful look about her. Obviously, Jill and Ashley are both on cloud nine this morning and my anxieties are quickly diminishing.

“Well, yes! I mean…Yeah, we all seem pretty happy this morning”

Jill’s grin turns into a full bloom smile as she returns to the stove to finish breakfast when Ashley walks into the kitchen. Her robe wisps back across her hips as she walks, still untied, exposing one of her naked breasts.

Her wavy blonde hair completely dried is full, breaking over her shoulders, laying across her tits with those straight bangs falling Türbanlı escort almost into her eyes looking so fucking hot! I can’t help but take in this gorgeous, perfectly built teen watching me from the corner of her eye, grinning at me.

“Here honey” Jill turns and fiddles with her robe, pulling it together to partially cover her breasts. She runs her fingers along the inside edge of the collar down to gracefully cover her nipples, yet keeping it open at the waist, loosely tying the robe as to leave the front triangle her panties exposed enough to highlight Ashleys incredible cleavage and tummy. Jill steps back to look at Ashley now.

“Less is more don’t you think Andy?” Very matter of fact, as she turns Ashley square to me. It’s obvious now she is going all in to guide her into womanhood and looking for my continued help.

Ashley is just glowing, yet half embarrassed looking up at me through her bangs, the tip of her tongue between her teeth. That cute teen look she has, slowly turning into a little grin, lifting her arms away a bit to give me the best view and I can see her confidence is growing…

“Yes, yes, it is Jill,” following her lead.

As I gaze at her innocent smile, her haunting eyes. Ashley seems content to hold her pose while I gaze at those firm breasts I fucked just last night. Jill has her deep cleavage and body partially displayed perfectly.

A slender, hourglass figure, her skin so young and soft as I make my way down to her belly button, the lines of her little teen tummy converging towards a V, only to disappear into those tan panties trimmed in black with a small butterfly printed on the small triangle of fabric, puffy from her little bush. Her legs, long and toned from being a runner.

“You look incredible sweetheart, just breathtaking!” And she does, just Wow! At the same time, I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around all of this. Jill has this certain teasing sexiness about her that arouses me so, and here she is giving Ashley pointers, yet this seems so strangely natural between the three of us this morning.

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Breakfast finished, and cleaned up while Ashley is getting dressed, Jill is leaning against the counter in her workout clothes, her apron put away.

She stands, casually sipping on her coffee in a sleeveless crop top, almost a sports bra, the short zipper pulled down, laying open. The stretchy fabric is pushing her tits together nicely. A knee bent, standing on one foot, her other toe pointed down in matching high waisted spandex shorts, holding her tummy flat and firm. Damn, what a petite little sex bomb!

We are engaged in small talk about the landscaping as Ashley returns, dressed and ready to leave for school. Comfortable for track practice this afternoon in loose, drawstring running shorts, and it’s easy to tell she’s wearing a sports bra under her tank top, tucked in her shorts. A light windbreaker tied around her waist, white knee socks with stripes around the top hem and tennis shoes. Her running shoes tied together through a loop in her backpack, bulging full of what I expect are a change of clothes. She is ready to go.

Jill follows us to the garage again, still with a glow about her, smiling with her coffee in her hands as she watches us get in her car for driving practice again this morning.

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Ashley has her backing out of the garage, using the fork in the drive to get turned around routine down pat now. I check my text messages as she winds though the first curves, looking over to see her sitting up straight, both hands on the wheel, her chin raised a bit, smiling from ear to ear letting me get through my texts.

“You’ve been in a good mood this morning,” turning off my phone.

“There’s a lot to be happy about!” a quick glance over at me.

I chuckle a bit, “Yeah, I guess there is.” I knew the subject would need to be breached and first thing the dam breaks open.

“Yesterday was so awesome, the whole day…And I don’t feel so embarrassed about things now, at least around you.” Watching the road, just grinning from ear to ear, speaking to the subject I was so concerned about when I woke up, and here Ashley is flippant about it.

“My goodness, you made that obvious this morning!” Another nervous chuckle.

“You like it though, don’t you?” Glancing my way with that teasing little grin.

“Well yes!…But, um…Ashley, sweetheart. I hope you understand last night was a special night.” Holy shit, I need to get control here. “I mean, you know how I feel about your mom…You understand what I’m trying to say, right?”

“Of course I do!” Another quick glance at me. “You and mom are great together and we both know she’s crazy about you.” Pulling up to the highway stop sign, Ashley turns to me with the sincerest look in her eyes.

“I’ve come to love you, but like a stepdad, you know? I don’t think you realize just how awesome Ulus escort you are compared to my real dad,” giving me a frowning smile.

I’m getting a lump in my throat and yet a little sigh of relief. “Oh sweetheart, and you know I feel much the same towards you.” Now to change the subject before I get in over my boots, but what to say after that?

Ashley pulls out on the highway, settles into light traffic with nothing said for maybe a mile down the road, just silence as she keeps her eyes on traffic.

“I’m getting these worried vibes from you, but don’t be.” Caution in her voice.

“After last night, I just don’t want you to get the wrong ideas, that’s all,” comes bumbling out.

“I have someone special too, ok?” Thinking maybe she should go ahead and share her love affair with Lana to calm Andy’s concerns.

“Oh? So when does stepdad get to meet the boy?” Chuckling a little in jest, but the relief to hear she has a boyfriend is beyond words and my worried mind begins to clear.

“Um…when I’m sure it’s mutual, you’ll be the first to know, ok?” Nope, nervously not ready to share her secret just yet.

“Deal, and I’ve been meaning to ask you. I’ve been thinking about getting your mom a gift to open on her birthday, something special before we go out.” Pausing for a minute, “I need your help, some hints about what she likes or maybe something she’s been wanting for herself.”

“Hmm, let me think.” Slowing down, waiting for the officer to waive us into the school parking lot, she looks over at me. “Well, she loves clothes, shoes and I know she mentioned wanting an air fryer.”

I chuckle a bit, “No, an air fryer isn’t exactly what I had in mind,” as Ashley pulls in to make her way back to the gymnasium. “I’d like to get her something she wouldn’t splurge on for herself.”

Ashley winds through the maze of moving cars, with special attention to walking students and stops in our usual spot past the gymnasium. She puts the car in park, turning towards me with a more serious look.

“Ok, she loves jewelry and all the stuff she has is, you know, the inexpensive costume stuff. I mean, if you want to spend a little bit, that would be a big surprise for sure!” A glowing grin comes over her face, those haunting blue eyes are twinkling.

“Are you thinking like maybe a diamond pendant, or a pair of diamond earrings, something like that?”

“Oh my god! If you want to spend that much, she would love something like that!” Ashleys face is just lit up. “Mom has never had anything like that, she would pee herself!”

Chuckling a bit, “Ok, ok, I have some idea of your mom’s taste, but selecting something is out of my comfort zone.” Pausing for a few seconds, “Do you think you could help me with that, maybe we could sneak away for an hour or so to help me pick something out?”

Ashley starts to grin, “I would love too! I have practice after school on Mondays, Wednesday’s and Friday’s now, but if you could pick me up right after school tomorrow, we can shop before mom gets home and she would never know.” Her excitement is like electricity in the air.

“Then it’s a date, thank you so much!” I’m just absorbing Ashley’s joy.

“You really like my mom a whole lot, don’t you?” Her eyes twinkle, locked with mine, peering into my soul with the thought that maybe, just maybe Andy could very well be her stepdad someday.

“Yes, yes, I do sweetheart…And a lot more than yesterday and that was more than the day before. Please keep that between us, I have another surprise for her at the dinner, ok?”

“Yep, you got it!” Leaning forward to give me a quick kiss on the cheek, sitting back, hardly able to contain her happiness. “You are the best stepdad ever, you know that?” A little giggle escapes as she grabs her backpack, grins at me one last time before heading into school.

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Back home, walking in from the garage, my blueprints are spread out across the island with several pencils and erasers, with Jill free handing some curved lines around the floorplan.

Sitting on a stool in a red flower patterned, sheer Cami top that she must have put on after her morning shower. The shape of her breasts easily seen through the loose-fitting top, those luscious areola and nipples pressing against the fabric.

“Ah, I see you’re at it, and wow…I like that top, especially what’s in it!”

Jill looks up with a grin at my compliment, “Thank you, I thought you might.”

“So, making some progress?”

“Yeah, I know how I want this to look, but I’m not sure I’m getting this drawn to scale correctly on the plan.” Now with a bit of frustration in her eyes.

“Roll those up and follow me downstairs.” I wave my hand to follow.

“Ok?” A puzzled look as she gathers things and stands. Nothing but that little red Cami, not quite long enough to reach the matching sheer red panties. Hardly anything covering that toned, petite body, her little triangle bush showing Üniversiteli escort through with half her cheeks exposed now. Damn if she isn’t the hottest looking babe and Jill makes sure I take notice at every opportunity.

We walk downstairs, into my office and I take the prints from Jill’s hand, “Here, let’s spread this out on my desk, I have some tools that will be helpful.” Ushering Jill to take my chair, her with a wondering look.

I reach in a drawer to pull out several clear plexiglass drafting templates, laying them out on the prints.

“Take a look at these, explaining the various tracing templates. This one has several sizes 180-degree curves to scale. This one has 12-, 18-, 24- and 30-foot half circles. This one has several long sweeping S curves, and this has complete circles…Read here, scale is 1, 2, 3, 4, 5-foot circles you can use to locate shrubbery and small trees to scale. Just trace with your pencil.”

“Oh my! This is great, I’ve always wanted to learn about this.” Looking up at me standing at her side, leaning forward, a hand on the desk. Her eyes are wide open, eyebrows raised as if she had a new toy.

“Give those a whirl while I load up some things at the shop and I’ll check back with you before I take off to see how you’re doing, ok?” Rubbing her shoulder for good luck.

“Don’t take too long, there’s something I want to show you.” Jill looks up long enough for one of those little lip bites that just drives me nuts as I’m walking out.

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My truck backed up to the overhead door, I unlocked the shop, flipped on the lights to see my project spread out all around the shop, just as I left it yesterday. Ok, where to start as I open the overhead so I can load up.

Grabbing a dolly, I pull the four cases over by the tailgate of my pickup, realizing I still need to install the doors on the bases, so I go ahead and get that taken care of first, making sure the edges are level, everything cosmetically correct.

I have to collect both wood tops for the bases. The shallower upper shelving units will sit on top as well as a dozen loose shelves and trim pieces I made for scribing to the walls and brick, all needing to be bundled and secured with stretch wrap. The mantle is in pieces, the legged facia with fluted pilasters, the actual top mantle and a pair of large carved corbels I ordered a few weeks ago.

A lot of fucking pieces and parts, damn!

It took some time, but I got everything organized and stretch wrapped to start loading and it’s easy to see it will take two trips, and I still need to gather the tools I’ll need. With about two thirds of the project finally loaded and strapped in, I check my phone as I climb in the driver’s seat. It’s taken me about an hour as I pull up to the house to check in with Jill.

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I hurry downstairs to find my office empty, the plans still rolled out and I take a quick glance. It looks like Jill has her borders drawn and I’m digging the way it looks. A large, rounded area at the corner of the house, sweeping curves across the front that cross the sidewalk between the porch and garage as she described. There’s also an area drawn on the other side of the garage out to the Y in the drive. A few large circles are placed that I assume are small trees with notes jotted around and I’m impressed.

I go back upstairs, and Jill is coming out of her bathroom dressed for work. She looks so professional, yet so subtly sexy in a square neck, light blue sleeveless dress, the wide shoulder straps cover her shoulders, leaving ample cleavage to make any man take a second look. Her dress hits just above her knees, nude color nylons and black platform heels lifting her up an inch at the toes and three inches at her heels.

“Would you zip me?” Turning her back towards me.

I can see she’s not wearing a bra as I carefully pull the zipper up as her dress starts getting snug around her ass, hips and waist. Zipped up, it’s open to the bottom of her shoulder blades and I get the first subtle whiff of perfume.

“Hmm, I like this perfume,” as she turns to face me. The dress conforms to her every curve…Her perfectly proportioned bust, free and natural, compliments her slender torso and tummy, and smoothly transitions over her hips. She looks incredible as always without completely being an over-the-top sex bomb at work.

“I hoped you wouldn’t be so long; I need to leave in a few minutes.” Jill has a twinkle in her eyes.

“There was more to load than I thought. I knew you were wanting to show me, but I took a sneak peek at your design, and I really like what you’re doing.”

“That wasn’t what I wanted to show you.” A little frown, with those innocent eyes.

“Oh? What is it?” I’m thinking it would take like a minute, so what’s the big secret?

Jill moves closer, she’s a few inches taller in those platform shoes, placing her hands on my shoulders.

“It’s something special I don’t have time for now.” A devilish grin appears with a wink, letting me know I probably just missed out on a good cock sucking.

“Hmm, I guess I’ll just have to wonder all day then?” putting my arms around her waist, pulling her close.

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Graud and I went straight at it. Climbing at a frantic pace. The rope between us saved me more than once. No words were spoken. A single-minded activity. Get to the top.

The middle of the morning. We could see the top and a large building that glowed in the morning sun. It appeared huge and beautiful. There was not much more to go now. Graud and I doubled our efforts. Solenne, cradled against Graud, looked up with hopeful eyes.

We crawled over a ridge. The mountain top appeared to be a large flat plain. The building appeared white and pristine in the sun. White and golden spires shot skyward. Monstrous stained-glass windows dotted the building with colorful displays. Even at this distance, I could see vibrant and multi-colored windows with dragons, knights, mages, and there was one. An Archer that looked suspiciously as I did. Next to it, one like Graud. The hairs on my neck rose and I shivered despite the cold.

Graud made bold strides across the plain. I ran to keep pace.

We closed the distance to see lines of Ice warriors formed at the entrance. They glistened in the sun, each armed with a poleax. The ice they were composed of was crystal clear. Graud and I marched to within a rod of them. As one, they leveled their weapons at us. I drew my bow and loosed. The arrow struck home, and a warrior shattered into glistening shards. Only to be replaced by another. There would not be enough arrows and our strength would wane in such numbers. Yet Graud and I held our ground.

Slowing, they advanced towards us. We would be overwhelmed in seconds.

Solenne moved to the front of us.

She spoke.

“Father, stop this. You know it is me.”

The Ice warriors ceased their movement.

Graud and I turned incredulous looks on Solenne.

Solenne spoke.

“Father, let us in. It is freezing out here. We are very tired and very cold.”

The warriors parted and a huge door creaked open behind. An ancient looking man appeared.

He spoke.

“Welcome home my daughter. Forgive me for my parlor tricks. Bring your friends and be welcome. “

Solenne boldly strode towards the door. Graud and I were much more cautious.

Beyond the door, there was a large grassy area. The sun radiated a great warmth. Fields of trees and or bushes could be seen in long straight rows. These were tended by an amazing collection of varied individuals. So many nationalities I saw. Every color. Even a few like Graud. I looked closer. These were coffee plants. Many with beans and many in bloom. Birds and insects buzzed and chirped. An astounding sight.

The old man tottered forth with open arms to greet his daughter Solenne.

He spoke.

“Solenne, you have waited too long to return. I feel the weakness in you. Bring your friends. Please be come. Have food and coffee. Then we shall see about finding you lodging. Welcome home daughter.”

We were led to a small room at the side. There were platters of various meats and steamed vegetables. Large steaming mugs of coffee place before us. A very large mug for Graud. We sat and ate to our fill. The coffee was extraordinary. Sıhhıye escort A rich flavor I had never experienced. It warmed me greatly and felt it course through my body. At the end of the cup, I felt as though I could take on the world.

The effect on Solenne was significant. As she drank, a golden glow formed around her. Her hair returned to raven locks. The skin smoothed and turned a tanned color. Solenne’s eyes sparkled as strength returned to her body. She was radiant. The most beautiful woman I had ever seen.

Graud gulped his massive mug in one swallow. As the magical coffee took effect, he growled deeply. Then he let go of a massive belly laugh.

Graud spoke.

“Graud like coffee. Bring more and get more food. Graud hungry.”

Piles of food appeared and Graud ate ravenously. Solenne and I watched him with amusement.

The old man spoke.

“Welcome Michael. Welcome Graud. My name is Huan. Welcome to my home. I know that you have many questions. They will all be answered. But now please enjoy my hospitality. You will be taken to an area where you may bathe and rest. Your garments will be washed and returned to you. Substitute clothing is already available.”

Solenne, Graud and me arose. We followed two smiling and polite individuals to the rooms. I expected something small. The room was incredibly large. The center held a large bathing area that looked more like a pond. The bed was spacious and could easily hold ten people. Graud was shown to a different room.

The door closed. Solenne and I left alone. She immediately loosed her garments and they fell to the floor in a heap. Her naked tan body on display. Quickly she strode to the edge of the pool and dived in. When she surfaced, she turned to me and spoke.

“Michael, take off those dirty clothes and come in with me.”

I did not hesitate. My clothes joined hers and into the water I went. It was warm and soothing. I surfaced in front of Solenne. She immediately wrapped arms and legs around me. We kissed naked in the pool.

Solenne spoke.

“Fuck me, Michael. Fuck me in the water. I want your cock buried in my pussy and my breasts in your mouth.”

Solenne’s tongue roamed my mouth. Her hands clawed at my body. My cock hardened and slipped inside her waiting pussy. My hands grasped her ass and pushed her down further on my waiting cock. Solenne groaned loudly.

She spoke.

“OH YES MICHAEL. TAKE ME AND FUCK ME.”

I began to pump her furiously. The water splashed around us. We lost our balance and fell backwards. Just before going under, we both took a deep breath. Once under water, we fucked. Arms and legs wrapped around the other. We were suspended in the water, rolling and colliding. It was the most amazing sex ever. We surfaced for air when needed and then resumed our underwater acrobatics.

Solenne tapped me and pointed upwards.

We surfaced and she spoke.

“Faster. I am going to cum.”

The water splashed as my hips pounded Solenne. She let go a huge groan that filled the room. I held her close as she orgasmed.

Then Tunalı escort we she was able; she pushed away from me and spoke.

“Last one out of the water has to be on top.”

Solenne swam full speed to the edge of the pool. Such was her lead; I had no chance. Once out of the water, I watched her naked body sprint for the bed. Breasts bouncing. I arrived at the bed.

Solenne spoke.

“You lose Michael. You must be on top. Now fuck me some more.”

She spread her legs and pulled me on and into her. The food, the coffee and the pool had me invigorated. I pounded Solenne with my body and buried my cock inside her. I was a wild beast, fucking her like a crazy man. My reward were her groans and moans of pleasure. Solenne climaxed again.

Her voice rasped loudly.

“Cum in me now you bastard. I want your fucking cum buried in me. Fuck me and cum Michael.”

It was all the encouragement I needed. Pushing in as deeply as possible. I filled her.

But it was different. Rather than a few squirts, I kept shooting into her. Huge amounts out me and into Solenne. As I still climaxed, it began to leak from her pussy. Yet I added more. Solenne grasps my ass and holds me inside her.

She moaned.

“Yes Michael. I want it all. All your cum. All your seed inside me.”

And then, the impossible.

I climaxed again. As I filled Solenne a second time, she lay under me laughing and giggling.

She whispered.

“Yes, yes yes yes, give it to me.”

I fell to the side and lay next to Solenne. My breath was labored but surprisingly, I felt especially vigorous.

Solenne moved to be on top of me. She kissed me furiously. Then Solenne straddled me.

She broke our kiss and spoke.

“Suck my nipples.”

I took one in my mouth. Licking and sucking Solenne. She would then push the other breast to my mouth.

She spoke.

“Suck them harder.”

I did so and more aggressively. The nipples hardened and lengthened on my lips.

Solenne groaned.

“Bite them. Pull on them with your teeth.”

As I did so, Solenne began to rub her dripping pussy on my cock. Groans and moans issued from Solenne. I sucked, bite and licked her harshly. It aroused her further and aroused me yet again. Solenne alternated which nipple I attacked.

Then, she reached behind her. Took my cock and I once again slide into her sloppy wet pussy. Her nipples in my mouth and her hips now pushing down around my cock. Briefly, I thought how amazing it was I was hard again. But Solenne was on top of me and wanting fucked. No more questions. I raised my hips to meet her.

It became primal very quickly. Hard, rapid breaths. The sound of flesh slapping flesh. I was heavily coated with Solenne’s juice and amount of cum in her. The movements she made become more exaggerated. Solenne would lift of me just to crush down harshly. My hips thrusting upwards to meet her. I raised up on my feet, bent at the knees. Solenne remained atop me grinding down with increasing strength and speed. She pulled her breasts from my face and sat straight.

Solenne’s Turangüneş escort head titled back, and she screamed.

Then she cried out.

“FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK I AM CUMMING.”

Her body stiffened and she shook violently.

Solenne looked down at me. Her eyes glazed in lust.

She growled at me.

“Cum now. Fucking cum inside me.”

My body responded and I released again inside Solenne.

My strength left me, and I collapsed, Solenne still on me. Both breathing and wheezing. Then she lay still. I held her tightly and closed my eyes. We both either passed out or slept.

It was evening before I opened my eyes again. Solenne against me much the same as before. She slept. Someone had covered us with a blanket. I glanced wearily around the room. There was more food left on the table. Our soiled clothes were gone from the floor. Fresh robes nearby, ready for us when we needed them. I felt secure and safe here. My eyes closed and I returned to sleep next to Solenne.

I awoke and realized I was alone in bed. Splashing could be heard. Solenne was in the pool again.

She spoke.

“Michael, join me. The water is hot, and it feels great.”

I rolled out of bed, stepped to the edge of the pool and dived in. Solenne was correct. I was warm indeed and felt wonderful. I swam towards Solenne. Immediately, I was encircled by her arms and legs. I smiled at her, then kissed her deeply.

Later, we swam around some, enjoying the hot water. Solenne pulled me over to a small side pool, separate from the main one. Here someone had left soap and thick towels. We washed and soaked more. It felt decadent.

Finally, I felt clean and refreshed. Solenne massaged something into her hair. The fragrance was lovely, and her hair shined brightly. Her naked body was perfect. Not a crease or a wrinkle anywhere. Each part of her flesh was smooth and tantalizing. Solenne looked the youngest I had seen her.

Solenne spoke.

“Michael, you are staring. Ask the question. I will answer.”

Yes, I had been staring. Solenne looked that lovely.

I spoke.

“Solenne, how old are you?”

She toweled her hair and smiled.

“I am about 300 years old. I have been away from the mountains for about a hundred years. It is why I age when I use power. The coffee you drink down there helps me to stay young. But it is not permanent. What we grow here is magical. It keeps us young and strong. You have already felt the effects when we made love last night. And before you ask, my father is roughly 2,000 years old.”

I spoke.

“Solenne, why did you leave here? You have youth and an amazing place to live.”

Solenne sighed, smiled, and spoke.

“Michael, I went looking for you. You saw the windows. They tell the future. They show who is to come. They showed my mate. They show Graud. He is to be a part of this place. The windows change with time. They showed my father’s wife, my mother. Father left the mountain in search of her. In time, the windows changed and there you were. I just didn’t know when. Like my father, I left the mountain to find you.”

I was speechless.

Solenne spoke.

“Michael, we need to dress. Father is expecting us.”

Solenne rose and donned a fabulous pink silk robe. She looked stunning. I wore a dark blue silk robe. Then, hand in hand we went in search of Huan.

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I met Lisa a few years ago while visiting the office of an Interior Designer I do a lot of work for. She sat at a desk and I didn’t get to see much of her at first. She had a very pleasant way about her and a very pretty, wholesome face. She had light brown, almost blond hair, maybe shoulder length or a little longer, wavy and thick, quite luxurious. I assumed she was an admin for this designer. It was just Lisa and the designer in the office. So, I went about my business with the designer and Lisa continued tap, tap, tapping on her keyboard. That was my first encounter with her. I figured she was maybe late twenties or thereabouts.

In the coming months and years, I had several phone conversations with her about the work, and how things were going and the usual pleasantries. Then one day she called and asked to meet me at a job site to look at something. I am in the business of restoring decorative art and have been for quite a few years. I’m 43 and I have a small studio where I live and work. I also have two other women who work for me assisting in the restorations. This particular day I went alone to meet Lisa at this site.

I assumed I’d be meeting with Lisa’s boss but when I got there, I realized it was just the two of us looking at the piece in question. I was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. It was springtime and very pleasant out. Lisa met me at the front door with a big smile. She was also wearing jeans and a nice loose fitting top. This was actually the first time I had seen the whole of her body. She stood around 5 inches shorter than me, about 5 foot 7 or so and was what I’d describe as slightly curvy. She was not at all fat, with a lovely round ass accentuated by her jeans. She was not large in the breast area, maybe 34A, what is described somewhat crudely as a handful, no more. I thought she was sexy as hell in a very clean, Christian-like way. I wanted to find out more.

She led me in the house to the room where the piece stood. It was a large antique server, dark and dusty. She explained what they’d like done to it and as she did so we walked all around it looking at it up and down. I was trying to keep myself on track listening but I cursed myself a bit for sneaking peaks at her body which I found was causing a bit of a stir in me. She had a very engaging way of touching me lightly at my back as she talked. Her voice was very soothing in timbre to the point of being just plain sexy as she flattered me, telling me that I was the guy to do this job, there was no one else. Who doesn’t mind hearing that?

After a couple of trips around the piece we stood in front of it standing fairly close together, me to her right. I began to point out certain features wondering how she’d like them treated. I decided to throw caution to the wind and moved my left hand to her left side just above her hip. I could feel the waist line of her jeans under my pinky. I was a little relieved when she didn’t move away as I pointed to the top of the piece with my right hand and asked about a detail. I could feel her warm, bare skin under her loose top and I moved closer to her so the left side of my torso touched the side of her ass. She still didn’t react by moving away. As a matter of fact, it felt like she moved into me a little.

At that point, the discussion was concluded and I decided not to push my luck. I took my hand back and she turned toward me, her soft, blue eyes looking at my face and then slightly downward toward my beltline, all in a second. Then we made our way toward the front door, talked about our next steps and went our separate ways that day. Maybe I was misinterpreting subtle signs but I made up my mind I would try to coax Lisa into my bed. I had this feeling she was willing and that she was ripe for a sexual escapade.

By the time one month passed, I had the piece at my studio and had been working on it pretty steady. Lisa and I had several conversations about the work by phone and had become quite casual and chummy with one another. It was during these conversations that I realized she was not an admin at all but was an Interior Designer like her boss. She also made several trips to my studio to check the progress. Each time she came over she was dressed in various modes. Some casual, some for business and some for style depending on the day, but never flashy.

Each time she visited I would try my hand against her body again. Sometimes I would rest a hand on her shoulder, sometimes on her side above her waist line, sometimes the small of her back. She never made a move away, never once tried to roll out from under my hand. I was getting the impression that she was flattered by the attention, maybe even enjoying the turn-on. I know I was enjoying touching this lovely young woman and just imagining…

Then one day she made a visit when my helpers were both off. She showed up to my door looking stunning in a tight short sleeve top over a black flowing skirt that ended just above her knees. She wore heels over sheer Otele gelen escort stockings. Her top hugged her small breasts and begged me to guess the exact shape. I would indeed try to imagine. The top had a wide neckline showing a fair amount of her shoulder and the top of her back, but stopped short of revealing cleavage or her bra straps or the back of her bra. She really looked delicious today. Even wearing a minimum of makeup, she looked radiant in her wholesome way.

We made the usual trip around the piece we were working on, decided it was coming along great. Then I said, “Lisa, would you like something to drink? I have coke, fruit juice, coffee, water?”

She said, “I’ll have fruit juice, that’d be great.”

I said, “Fine, let’s go in the kitchenette and sit down.” I headed for the other room with her following me.

My kitchenette is nothing more than a big room with a counter with a two burner Induction cooktop, a sink for washing dishes, a small fridge, and table and four chairs. Right next to the bed where I slept was a large upholstered arm chair and a lamp. I got a couple of juices from the refrigerator and we sat down at the table. She looked at me and said, “David, do you live here all the time, just by yourself?”

I replied, “Yeah, I have for quite a few years now. I love living where I work. I don’t need lots of luxuries. A place to cook, have a little company, a place to read and a comfy bed. I’m happy with the arrangement so far.”

“No girlfriend? Although I’ve noticed you always have a couple of pretty girls working for you.” She said with raised eyebrows.

“Don’t read too much into that.” I smiled at her. “I like working with women way more than men. I feel they’re more sensitive to this kind of work, plus I like having younger people around me. And no, no girlfriend right now. But what about you? Are you married, single?

Lisa scrunched her face a little and said, “I’m married, so far. I’m definitely wondering about it though. I’m thirty-two now, don’t really want kids. Things have gotten a little flat.”

I looked at her and said, “There are ups and downs, I understand.” I decided we might move to shaky ground here. We had finished our juice and I said, “Let’s go look at that piece some more and decide on an exit point.”

We made our way back to the studio section and stood in front of the piece again. I stood in back of Lisa and decided to be a little bolder than ever before. I took my hands and put them on her upper arms just below the short sleeves of her top. We were standing close enough that I could smell the fresh scent of her hair and skin. I was about to ask her something about the piece when she said, “David, I like working with you. I love it when you touch me like this. I’m not sure what to think about it, but I really like it even though I think I shouldn’t.” I moved my hands down to her waist and rested my hands at her sides above the beltline of her skirt. She leaned back against me and sighed as I began to caress her sides, and moving my left hand around to her tummy, I pulled her tighter against me.

She said, “David I’m afraid of what we’re doing here.”

“Stop me, Lisa. I would never make you do anything you don’t want to do.” I waited for her reaction and she let out a deep sigh when she placed her hand over my hand on her tummy. I leaned forward and kissed her very gently in the middle of her back over the neck line of her top. I moved my right hand up to move her hair away from the back of her neck and kissed the side of her neck working my lips around to her back and around to the other side under her ear. She trembled slightly as I did this and wrapped her hand around mine at her belly. Her skin was so soft as I kissed it and I said, “Lisa, you feel so good and look so sexy.”

I moved both my hands to the front of her top and slipped them under it at the top of her skirt. I felt the soft skin of her tummy and traced little circles around her belly button with the fingers of my left hand. As she moaned and shuddered, I moved my right hand up to her left breast under her top and caressed and squeezed her tit through her bra. She moaned louder and said, “Oh David, that feels so good, Oh, God yes.”

At that, I moved my hand back down to the bottom of her top and lifted it quickly off her, leaving her with her back to me in her bra. I reached up and unhooked her bra and took the straps and dropped it to the floor beside us. I reached up with both hands and cupped both of her small round breasts and then took both my index fingers and found her nipples. She whimpered as I did this and threw her head back alongside mine and I kissed her cheek before she turned her head to me and I kissed her lips and she gasped as I tweaked both her nipples with my fingers.

I looked over her shoulder to get a look at her tits. They were smallish but nicely round and firm and pointing slightly upward and outward with very pink areolae and smallish nipples. Rus escort I was making them harder by the second and Lisa was trembling under my touch. Oh, God, so delicious! I continued to caress both of her breasts at the same time and she brought her hands to my sides at first and then to the back of her dress, flipped the catch open, unzipped the zipper and her dress fell to the floor.

I looked down and much to my surprise Lisa stood there in heels, sheer stocking hold-ups with pink elastic bands that showed off her gorgeous legs, and tiny white panties that showed off her round ass cheeks. I gasped, “Lisa, oh fuck, you’re so incredibly sexy.” With that, I turned her toward me, kissed her lips deeply, took her by the hand and led her to my bed, pulling my t-shirt up and over my head as we walked.

There by the side of the bed we stood and kissed each other passionately, my tongue finding hers and her hands on my shoulders. She was tight up against my chest and I could feel her moving her breasts against me with her nipples now hardened in their excitement. She was moaning and whimpering and moving her hands to my belt, unfastening it. She opened the buttons on my jeans one by one and they dropped to the floor. She then dropped my boxers to the floor as she dropped to her knees in front of me. I slipped off my shoes and socks as she looked at my hard circumcised cock and up at me. Then she wrapped her thumb and forefinger around the base and brought the head to her lips and she licked the tip before wrapping her lips around me. She stroked my cock slowly as she did this and I gasped, “Oh, God, Oh, God!”

I rested my hands at the sides of her head and brushed her hair back from the sides of her face as she took my hard cock very slowly and deeper in her soft mouth. She sucked me for about five minutes and I could feel her teeth gently graze me and it was heavenly. Lisa knew how to do this. This girl was a sexpot who had been hiding in plain sight.

I wanted more of this and I thought I would have my wish granted. I brought my hands to her chin and gently pulled her back up to her feet. I pulled her close to me feeling my hard cock against her belly just over her panties. We kissed more and were both breathing very raggedly now. I broke our kiss and looked at her and said, “Lisa, I want to taste your pussy and please you with my tongue.”

I laid her backwards onto the bed and moved up between her legs and reached down to her panty line. Reaching under the sides of her tiny panties with my index fingers I swept them down her legs and off over her heels. Then I flipped off both of her heels on to the floor. I pushed her back across the bed making room for myself.

I parted her legs with my hands and caressed the insides of her thighs just below her pussy. Her pussy was trimmed and shaved into just a small triangle of light hair just above the hood of her clit. She was looking down at me with hooded eyelids over lust filled eyes saying, “Lick my pussy, David, I’m so wet for you.”

And she was wet, her panties had been soaked from her juices. Now she was dripping down to the crack of her ass. I kissed the insides of both of her thighs, so tender and white, and licked my way to her pussy lips. When I touched her with my tongue, she started, closed her eyes and moaned softly. When I moved my tongue all the way up and down her slit she whimpered and moaned louder. I wrapped my arms around her hips and pulled her to me with both of my hands. She let me kiss her pussy with my lips over and over and she began to pump her hips up and down slowly as I stroked her lips up and down with my tongue. Back and forth I went with my tongue, kissing as I went and then around and around with my tongue.

I pushed her legs open a little wider, the feeling of her sheer stockings wisping under my hands had my cock so hard. I kissed her pussy lips all the way up and down her slit. She lifted her hips slightly upward and I used my hands under her ass to lift her up higher and I pushed my tongue against her little rosebud back there and she gasped loudly when I swept my tongue around and around it. I went back up to her pussy and kissed her there again.

Her head was thrashing back and forth now and her hands were at the back of my head and stroking my hair. I stopped kissing and licking her pussy lips and moved my tongue upwards to find her clit under her hood. I found it and sucked it gently between my lips. I sucked it like it was her nipple and she moaned loudly and gasped, “God, David, you’re gonna make me cum, oh God, Jesus!” I fluttered my tongue back and forth on her clit and then quickly up and down and then in circles around it and then sucked it between my lips again.

She was pumping her hips up and down while I sucked her clit and then she stiffened and convulsed and panted and sucked in her breath hard and moaned loudly, and thrashing her head back and forth she came for what seemed like a solid two minutes. She Sincan escort continued to shudder and tremble for a while before she opened her eyes again and looked down at me still at her pussy. I was kissing her pubic mound at her triangle of light hair and she smiled and sighed, a quizzical look on her face.

I climbed up on top of her, my hard cock against her tummy and kissed her lips, she kissed me back so hard. I could feel her hard little nipples against my chest as we kissed over and over. Then she looked at me, breaking our kiss and said, “David, I have never cum like that before in my life. What did you do to me?”

“I made love to you, Lisa. And I’m not finished yet so please let me love you more.” I said to her as I kissed her cheek and then her neck as she sighed and whimpered. She put her arms around my shoulders and held me close as she kissed my neck and she wrapped her legs around my hips and locked her feet in back of me. I whispered in her ear, “I’m going to fuck your sweet pussy Lisa, but I’m gonna get us a glass of water first so we can get a second wind.”

She looked at me and kissed my lips and said, “I am not sure what we’ve got going here but I’m willing to do what you think is right.”

I kissed her back, she had such soft, pliable lips and was a slow passionate kisser. Her beautiful blue eyes were always half closed so she could see my reaction. She was a very attentive lover and right now I was questioning the sanity of her husband. Then I rose from the bed and stumbled to the sink to get us a couple of glasses of water. I looked out into the studio section and chuckled as I saw the trail of clothes leading to my bedroom. I laid back down on the bed and we faced each other side by side as we drank slowly, sipping in the sustenance. We both did a lot of panting for the previous forty-five minutes or so and needed some refreshment. We finished the glasses and I got up to get more. Bringing more cold water back to the bed I laid them both on the bedside table.

She was a vision in her sheer stockings and pink bands. Sexy, Sexy! I sat up next to her and with both of my hands slipped beneath her stockings and rolled them both off her legs slowly and one by one and laid them on the bed next to us. All the while, I was feeling the smooth, soft skin of her beautiful, freshly shaved legs. She watched me as I kissed her feet and kissed my way back up her legs.

I pushed her onto her back, took my hand and brushed the hair back from the side of her face and kissed her lips again and again as I took the same hand and caressed her neck and then moved it to her breast and caressed and squeezed her tit as I felt her nipple harden against my palm. I loved the shape of her breast, so small and firm and soft and now she just closed her eyes and whimpered softly as she said. “David, your hands are so tender on me, you make me feel arousal I’ve never felt before.”

I whispered, “Lisa, you’re a very sensual woman and you make me want to bring you as much pleasure as I can.” I lowered my head to take her nipple in my lips as I caressed her other tit so softly and she moaned again and whimpered. Her whimper got me every time. I just wanted to bring that out of her again and again. I sucked her nipple hard and then actually sucked half of her tit into my mouth. She gasped as I did this and brought her hand to the back of my head as if to hold me there. I took my tongue and lashed it back and forth over her nipple and then let her tit go and grazed her nipple with my teeth very gently. Her flesh was so tender and she sucked in a breath.

She said, “Jesus, you get me so hot doing things like that.” I pinched her other nipple between my thumb and forefinger and rolled it around and around and then pushed at it with my forefinger, pushing it in tiny circles as I sucked her other nipple hard. She moaned louder and trembled and leaned her head down and kissed my forehead. She said, “David, I want to repay this treatment by sucking your cock until you cum in my mouth.”

I said, “Lisa, you have already shown me you have superlative talent in that department. I only have so much of that in me every day. I’m hoping today you’ll let me fuck your sweet pussy and cum in you. I really want to feel you tight and wet around me. Can I cum inside you?”

She nodded and kissed my forehead again. I took my hand from her tit and trailed down to her belly button tracing circles around it. Then I moved my hand slowly to her sexy mound and touched my index finger to her hood covering her clit. I pushed her clit back and forth and she sucked in her breath and shuddered as I did. I moved my finger to her slit and ran it slowly up and down her lips and sure enough she was wet and hot again. I parted her legs wider with my hand and ran one finger to just part her lips in and out very slowly. She cried out but in a very hushed manner and trembled slightly as she moved her hips against my hand.

I parted her legs as wide as I could while still laying at her side and took my finger and ran it all the way down her slit picking up moisture and down to the crack of her ass until I could find her tender little rosebud. I pushed gently against her asshole and she started, saying, “I’ve never…”

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Afternoon Delight with Jack her freshly shaven pussy lips responded by pushing out towards him. Jill relaxed, letting herself rest on her elbows. She pushed her bare ass high up in the air and then let her body go limp. Grabbing the lube, Jack squirts some on his fingers and starts applying it around her asshole, teasing her.

“Umm, whatever you’re doing to my butt, just do more.” She said as her eyes closed and a little grin spread across her face.

“You mean this?” Jack said as his right thumb pressed lightly into her anus.

“Oh, that’s what I’m talking about,” Jill murmured happily.

Jack began a circling motion around her crinkled opening, lubing her up nicely as she sighed softly and enjoyed the sensations.

Jack’s long finger stopped circling her butt hole and began to poke at her opening firmly; slowly, one became two, and her ring began to swallow his digits.

Jill moaned, so Jack took his free hand, grabbed her right nipple, and pinched lightly. Then his left hand cupped her pussy, sliding his long fingers up and down her slit, brushing up against her clit.

“Yeah, that!” She said, opening her legs a little and pushing her hips up slightly.

“Would you like the butt plug or beads?” Jack asked as his cock began to spring to life from the vision of her beautiful ass pointing in the air for him to play with.

Jill sighed again profoundly as she spoke, “Butt plug!”

Jack removed his fingers and replaced them with a medium-sized butt plug. He pushed the lubed-up plug into her slowly as Jill relaxed and moaned with pleasure. She liked his attention on her ass. Sure, his dick was fantastic; he knew exactly how to fuck her hard Kuzey ankara escort or love her easy. Today he wanted her ass, all of her ass. So Jill was going to give her whole ass to him. She loved being touched by him.

He pumped his wrist a few times, making sure the plug was secured snugly in her butt, then he slapped her ass playfully, admiring it. Using his left hand, he finger fuck her pussy, feeling the plug with his fingers through her wet pussy.

“Fuck! Yes! Please!” she mumbled, already close to her orgasm just by playing with her ass and pussy.

Jack increased the tempo of the circles, never losing rhythm, always keeping her on the edge. Jill lost herself in the feeling of him touching her. Jill felt her tension building up, the orgasm building inside of her, tingles filling her loins. She wanted him to stop or go faster, but she was unsure what was needed to send her over. Jack sensed she was close and backed off the pleasure to keep her from cumming just yet.

“Damn!” She moaned. “Please don’t make me wait for your cock!” she said, clenching her asshole on the butt plug, trying to find the orgasm she almost had as his fingers continued to lazily play with her pussy.

“I’m just getting started, cutie,” Jack said, grabbing the pink rabbit dildo, slowly working into her pussy as she pumped her hips against his hand.

“This is going to tease you plenty enough. I think.” Jack chuckled to himself as the base of the bulbous head rested firmly in her wet pussy as the ears rested on her swollen clit. Jack pulled the dildo back out slowly and then pushed it in, hitting the power button. Jill squealed in delight as the vibrator clicked on.

“You’re an evil pervert!” She said, smiling Maltepe escort back at him.

“You know who you married, woman,” Jack said, grinning as his fingers gripped the base of the dildo, pushing it further in and pulling it out repeatedly.

Jill loved it when he fucked her with a dildo before sex; he liked to tease her pussy with the head of the toy before shoving it in her G-spot.

Jack watched her face contort in pleasure as his fingers found her clit again. They teased her along with the intense vibrations of the pink toy.

Jill moaned, groaning and gasping into her pillow, her eyes closed as her mouth formed the shape of an O. The visual was intoxicating to him.

“Play with yourself for me,” he instructed. “While this vibrator fills your perfect little pussy,” Jack said, watching the rabbit dildo stretch her open as he angled it to keep his fingers rubbing her clit in slow circles.

“Give your breasts a squeeze, pinch those pretty little nipples,” he said softly, leaning his face up against her cheek.

“Uh, huh,” Jill gasped as he fucked her harder with the toy, and her fingers pinched her nipples, pulling on them slightly.

“Oh Fuck!” Jill shouted at the combined sensations.

“I need you to fuck me now, please, Jack!” Jill gasped, feeling the sudden urgency in her pussy, the desire for his cock instead of the toys. He shut the rabbit off and set it on the nightstand, lifting Jill and moving her to the center of the bed on her back, where he liked her best. He climbed onto the bed and covered her with his body, kissing her intensely.

She ran her hand down his prolonged erection; the ridge under the head felt thick and hot against her palm. Her legs spread wide for Mamak escort him, and he pushed up on his elbows for a moment to look at her, to watch her legs spread open for him. She was wet and throbbing. Jill arched her back as he licked his way down her throat and chest. Her hands laced into his brown hair, urging him to slide his hard cock inside of her.

His mouth found hers, his tongue teasing her lips with his velvet touch. With a slow groan, he slid his cock inside of her to the hilt. He moved slightly back and then forward again. He was thrusting at a leisurely pace, going deeper with everyone.

Jill felt the fluttering begin. She groaned softly and gripped the sheet underneath her. One of his arms wrapped under her, pulling her ass up just enough. She threw a leg up over his shoulder to give him more access as he began fucking her faster.

“That’s what I want,” She breathed. His cock was pushing against her pelvis wall with his deep thrusts. Jill’s heart was pounding in her chest, and the sensation of his cock going so deep inside that she loved so much, a big moan escaping her mouth.

Grinning, he wraps his large hand around her throat. Applying mild pressure, he knows she enjoys being pinned down and fucked.

“I love you so much, sexy,” he says as he speeds up his strokes. Her moans urging him on to go fuck her faster.

“Oh fuck! I love you!” She moaned out as she felt her orgasm slam into her unexpectedly, and her tight walls clamped down and milked his cock as she yelled out.

His eyes burned into her soul as he pounded her harder, not losing his tempo. His breath came hard and heavy, a long, low growl rumbling in his chest as his cock throbbed and pumping cum deep into her.

Both gasped for air and lightly kissed each other as they came down from their bliss. Jack slipped his cock out of her creamy pussy, and she moaned at the absence.

Dropping to the bed next to her, he put his head on her chest, snuggling close in the afterglow.

The End

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We have been out drinking on a sunny afternoon before heading for a nice meal. We share a few small plates and some delicious wine; I comment how amazing you look in your new dress and how lucky I am. You catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and smile you do look pretty good in the long summer dress even without a bra, just then a wicked thought comes across your mind, and you smile to yourself. We have another bottle of wine before heading back to the hotel, we are both quite drunk, but we have no worries that we’re going to have a massive hangover in the morning. As we’re walking back, I put my hand around you and squeeze your bum you playfully slap it away and tell me to keep my hands to myself with a cheeky smile?

As we reach the bedroom you pull me in close for a kiss and thank me for a nice dinner, what starts out a soft kiss turns into one of your kisses that makes me go weak at the knees, I feel my cock stiffen in my shorts. I reach round with my hands to feel your beautiful bum. You push me backwards onto the bed, you kiss me deeply and passionately I return the kiss and my hands move up Towards your waist. As they do you grab my wrists and pin them above my head you have a wicked look in your eyes and a mischievous smile, suddenly you tie my wrists to the bed so I cannot move then as I lean forward to try and kiss you you push me back down telling me” NO”. I’m in charge tonight, I say what goes, and when it happens, hearing these words and seeing your face sends waves of desire through my body. You then tell me to close my eyes and enjoy. You slowly unbutton my shirt tracing your fingers down my chest, your nails graze over my nipples and you feel them stiffen and my body twitch. Keçiören escort You move down my body further and slowly start to unbuckle my belt. You tell me to raise my hips, as I do you slowly pull my shorts down and throw them in the corner. You can see a bulge in my boxers I’m loving this dominant side of you, and it spurs you on to carry on.

I am lay there thinking next you will remove my boxers; however, you come and lay next to me, and your fingers start to trace the outline of my cock through my underwear. You feel me start to get harder, my breath is getting quicker, suddenly you have an idea. You can tell I’m desperate for more, but you decide it’s time to teach me a lesson. Time for me to be frustrated for once. You reach over and grab my iPad and ask me what porn sites I normally use. You open a video and I think all my Christmases have come at once, and that you’re going to sit there and play with yourself while watching it however, you just leave the iPad playing on my chest, kiss me on the cheek and tell me you’ll be back soon!

You get up off the bed and I assume you’re either going to the bathroom or to get a toy, however the next thing I hear is the bedroom door click as you leave, and you head downstairs. You sit at the bar and order a glass of champagne, time to make me wait a little while. I am lay there squirming with frustration. I cannot touch myself because I’m tied to the bed, all I can hear and see is the naked bodies on the screen in front of me. After a drink you decide to head back upstairs, you let yourself into the room and quietly sneak into the toilet. I call out your name to which you tell me to shush, and I haven’t been spoken to Kızılay escort yet so be patient.

In the bathroom you step out of the summer dress, and you admire your curves in the mirror, it’s taken a while but you’re slowly starting to appreciate your body as much as I do. You reach in your bag and pull out a lingerie set that I hadn’t realised you had brought with you. You emerge from the bathroom and my eyes are immediately drawn away from the screen to take in your soft curves, accentuated perfectly by the lingerie you look down at my cock to see it’s still hard. “Looks like somebody’s been having fun.” you say.

You close the iPad and then slowly pull off my boxers, you place your knees either side of my body and start to rub the head of my cock against your knickers, I groan as the lace grazes my throbbing cock. You can feel how turned on I am, you can feel the heat rubbing against your panty clad pussy. You reach behind slowly unclasping your bra before letting it drop onto the bed. You cover your nipples with your hands and then slowly lean down so your body is pressed against mine. You tease my chest with your rapidly hardening nipples before moving one of them up towards my mouth. My tongue reaches out to try and lick it, you pull back and give me a gentle slap and remind me that I have not been given permission, you can see in my eyes that I have a mixture of lust, desire, pride, and frustration, you smile you’re loving it.

You continue this ordeal of teasing me for another 5 minutes or so before you lay next to me and slip off your knickers. You’re already surprisingly wet considering you haven’t touched yourself yet, so your fingers reach down to your throbbing Kolej escort clit. You start to play with yourself gently moaning before whispering in my ear. “Maybe I should just make myself cum tonight and leave you where you are until morning.” I want to beg you not to do this as I’m desperate to make love to you, but I know if I say anything you’re more likely to leave me high and dry. I just look at you and plead with my eyes, after a couple of minutes you smile at me before straddling my body in a 69 position.

Your beautiful pussy is just inches from my nose. After the telling off I got for trying to lick your nipple I know better than to try and lick your pussy. You gently use my lips and nose and grind your pussy against me before pulling away. You have my cock in your hand and you’re slowly very slowly squeezing it and pumping it. I can feel your hot breath on me, you look back at me and say what are you waiting for lick me. I don’t need asking twice and my tongue goes to work on your sensitive clit. You keep on edging my cock closer to orgasm. While enjoying the sensation of my tongue on your pussy and clit. You then turn your body around again. You start to rub your wet pussy up the shaft of my cock but not letting me inside you I am almost bursting with desire. You then reach down and point my cock towards your pussy, before slowly sinking down onto it you feel my cock fill you up deep inside. You start to ride me slowly, passionately but forcefully. It has probably been an hour since you first tied me to the bed and went downstairs maybe longer, and I’m desperate to cum. You been down and whisper in my ear. “I love you, cum inside me.” With those words you feel me spurt deep inside you, my body tenses up before going floppy I lay there spent. The power you have over me right now makes you feel amazing. You tell me you are off to clean up but when you get back it is your turn to cum. You head into the shower leaving me there dazed

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‘I left my purse at home, if you are in town, could I grab a lift home. H.’ It was from the same number that sent me the picture of the nude woman, so the nude woman was Henry’s mum then. Interesting. The rest of my day was free so I texted back ‘yes, where are you? J.’

A few minutes later I was slowly pulling up by the Bus station looking for her. There she was. I blipped my horn to grab her attention and unlocked the doors. She clambered in. “thanks”

“It’s okay” I said, “Jase’s Taxi Company at your service”

“Funny. Not.”

“I thought it clever, actually.”

“You never replied to the picture I sent you.”

“Well why would I? I had no idea who it was from or who it was of. It could have been a special photo accidentally sent to the wrong phone number. That could have been very embarrassing to the sender if I had replied and that had been the case.”

“Well, what did you think?”

“Very nice, I would. What would your mum say if she knew I had a photo of her naked?”

“You would what?”

“You know what, and you avoided my question.”

“You would shag her you mean?”

“Obviously, of course if she wanted to, and you are still avoiding my question.”

“She would go absolutely fucking nuts.”

“So, you don’t want me to show her the picture and explain how I got it then?”

“Eurgh, I can’t imagine my mother shagging anyone.”

“Oh? Well, you know the mechanics of it, what goes where and all that, shouldn’t be too difficult to imagine, I mean, you know exactly what she looks like with her clothes off.”

“Don’t know what you look like though do I? I mean you never showed me or sent me a picture.”

“Why would I expose myself to you? I can see no benefit to me.”

“Why are you such a dick? Give me your hand.”

I moved my left hand over to her and she took it and before I could react she had pushed my hand up her skirt. She had no pants on and the hair was gone too. I pulled my hand back. 

“Why did you do that? I thought you hated it, you said made you look like a little girl.”

“Why did you pull your hand away?”

“Christ Henry, I am driving the car, and I am not in a relationship with you where it is appropriate for me to touch your fanny.”

“You wouldn’t have pulled your hand away if my mum had done it. You would have fingered her? Why not me?”

“What is it with you? Fingering, as you so delicately put it, is not really an activity to be undertaken whilst driving a car. There is probably a law against it. Your mum would not have pushed my hand onto her fanny whilst we were out driving.”

“She might. You would have fingered her, and you would have got hard” As she said that she rubbed her hand across my groin and yes, I was hard, hard as fuck, no hiding it.

“So what made you hard, touching me or thinking of my mum?”

“Neither, you don’t know men very well, we also get hard when we need to go to the loo, which is exactly where I shall be headed after I have dropped you off.”

“Liar liar pants on fire. You got hard thinking of fingering me. Putting your finger inside me, moving it in and out, feeling how wet I am, ready for your cock to slide inside me, to fuck me, fuck my fresh young cunt. Admit it. You want to fuck me. Your cock already gave the answer away.”

“Henry. No. Sorry to burst your bubble, but no, I just need a piss.”

She rubbed her hand over my groin again and pulled my zip down, pushing her hand inside and grabbed my cock. I have to be honest, yes, I could have stopped her. In fact I should have pulled over and told her to get out of the car. What I did do was pull into the Asda car park which was right by us and park away from all the other cars and let her do what she wanted. She undid my trousers and was able to pull my cock free. It was wrong. It felt so good, but it was wrong. She started to wank me, so she knew what to do.

“Don’t do that.”

“Why not, you obviously like it.”

“Because what happens is not something I can control. There will be a mess. Stop it. Please.”

She didn’t stop. She used her other hand to pull her skirt up and expose her fanny, freshly shaved, her inner lips glistening where they poked out. Etimesgut escort Jesus that was a sight for sore eyes.

“Don’t Henry.”

“I will stop if you finger me.”

“Jesus Henry, I can’t finger you in Asda’s car park.”

“Why not? I have your cock in my hand in Asda car park and if I don’t stop apparently you are going to make a mess.”

Practically, she was obviously inexperienced. If I started fingering her, I could get lost in the moment and ejaculate, but I was not going to let it get that far. I held her hand and stopped her wanking me. “Not here. Put your fanny away and let me put my cock away.”

“So where then? Where will you finger me whilst I get your cock to make a mess? Where? My bedroom? Your bedroom? The one you share with your wife? Where?”

I managed to do my trousers back up despite my raging boner. Christ how had I gotten myself into this mess? She was unstable and driven by hormones and that made her unpredictable.

“I took a photo of your cock, so at least I have that to look at now. I might even send it to my mum, she might want to shag you when she sees it.” She turned her phone towards me, there was a picture of my undone trousers and my cock standing proud. Jesus.

“So where and when?”

“Christ, I don’t know, it’s all wrong.”

“Is your wife at home tomorrow?”

“Yes, her office is temporarily closed she is working from home.”

“Mum is at work, so you will have to come to me then.”

“I can’t just leave the house without a valid reason.”

“Your problem. 09.30 at mine”

“I can’t, she would see the car at your house.”

“Your problem. 09.30 at mine”

Jools was still in a bit of a mood and so I retired to the other room and gave some thought to what I was going to do. I could not let that girl get the better of me and have something over me. I went back to Jools.

“I have a problem.”

“Oh, what?”

“It is serious.”

“How serious?”

“Very. You know that girl up the road, I gave her a lift home earlier.”

“So?”

“We were stuck in traffic, and I know this sounds ridiculous, and she grabbed my hand and stuck it up her skirt, and then before I knew what was happening she pulled my zip down and grabbed my cock.”

“Oh come on, really?”

“Yes, it was one of those I can’t believe this is happening moments.”

“Well, what is the problem? You didn’t fuck her I assume?”

“No, of course not. I pulled my hand away from her as soon as I realised what she had done, and then pulled her hand off me. Thing is my cock was semi hard because I needed a wee.”

“I can’t believe you. You are the only man in the world that this could happen to.”

“She has told me that I have to go to hers tomorrow and shag her otherwise she is going to tell everyone I forced myself on her.”

“You fucking twat.”

“What do I do?”

“Have you got anything on her?”

“Well, sort of.”

“What?”

“She sent me a nude photo of her mum that her mum doesn’t know she took.”

“I know I am going to regret asking this, why the fuck is she sending you nude photos of her mother?”

“It’s a long story, needless to say I have done nothing with it and didn’t want it. So I suppose I could threaten to tell her mum if she doesn’t back off?”

“No. That is not going to work, not coming from you. Send me the photo, I shall go and see her mum and have a chat. You, you never let yourself be alone with that girl ever again. You do not text her or speak to her.”

Shame really, I guess I shall now not get proper ‘knowledge’ of Henry’s mum. At least this should get her off my back. Jools thinks she knows that I wouldn’t have done anything, and that I am just unfortunate. This is because I am careful enough to tell her stuff that makes me look stupid, in her eyes, but with enough truth that I have deniability of anything worse. Jools knows that nothing could have happened otherwise I wouldn’t be saying anything, she thinks I would try and cover it up, if there was anything to cover up. Which of course there is, but Jools doesn’t know that, and with the version of the truth I gave her, it doesn’t matter what Henry says, it will just not sound ‘right’ to Jools’ ears.

Crisis averted.

I was sipping a single malt when Jools came back. “Sorted.”

“How?” I asked.

“It seems your little friend has a bit of a history of this. Just don’t ever find yourself alone with her and block her number on your phone. Her mother, Etlik escort Lena, who is rather nice, is mortified at the photo and that you have seen her naked. I assured her that you have deleted the picture. You have deleted it, haven’t you?”

‘No. Because it has the meta data that shows who sent it, and so that would be my defence if ever needed. I would rather hang on to it, just in case, but I will put it in archive. And before you ask, no, I have not been ogling it.”

“Hhmm. Okay, but if I ever find you have looked at that picture then I shall have your balls as earrings.”

“Okay, okay.”

“You can be a stupid sod, you really can. God knows how you have lived this long.”

‘Well,’ I thought, ‘that is because you don’t know, nor will ever know, what I really get up to.’

I did not go round at 0930 as instructed, I had blocked her number on my phone, and after Jools had interceded I felt a fair bit of relief. Jools had gone back to the office to start the preparations to getting everything back working again. They were calling people back a few at a time and reconnecting them to the IT system, rather than just call everyone back. Jools, as one of the more senior staff, was amongst the first to be recalled. She had left home with strict instructions to not see or talk to or text that ‘silly girl’ again. I wondered if Henry’s mum had given Henry the same instructions about that ‘old man’ from down the street. She probably thought I was a pervert.

I was just getting out of the car when Greeta called me. “Coffee?”

‘Why not?’ I thought, ‘who knows where it might end. “Yes, that’ll be lovely.”

As I shut her door behind me, she asked “Do you really want coffee, or shall we continue where we left off last time?”

I closed in on her, pulled her face to mine and kissed her. “You taste so much better than coffee” I said softly. 

She pulled away and started going upstairs. I followed, pulling my shirt over my head and off as I went. Greeta went into her bedroom, I followed leaving the door open, and pulled off my trousers. Greeta had removed her top and was stood before me in just her panties. I gently pushed her backwards until her knees hit the bed and she fell back. I knelt between her open legs and lowered my face until I was almost touching her groin, and then I slowly moved my head, inhaling her aroma, my nose only very lightly touching her panties, like a gossamer touch, so light, almost not there, yet, still perceptible to Greeta. my fingers started to roam along her panty edges, occasionally slipping under the elastic, between skin and material, still inhaling, intoxicated by her scent.

I lowered my head just a little and ran my tongue very slowly across her sex, the texture of her panties stimulating as I moved down beyond the bottom of her valley into the back zone. I felt the heat as it rose from her, her scent intensified as her arousal lubricated her.

I slipped my fingers into the waist of her panties and pulled them gently down, stopping when the crease of her sex was revealed. I kissed softly along by the waist of her panties, kissing her pubis as I slowly eased my fingers into the gusset of her underwear.  As my tongue probed at her sex, darting down into her sex, my fingers gently massaged her outer labia.

I stopped stroking her labia and eased her panties fully down. Her sex was glistening and heat rose from her. I gently teased her labia apart to reveal the pink inner lips, wet with arousal and using my tongue I stroked her inner lips, softly, in turn first her left and then her right, all the time trying to avoid contact with the valley floor of her sex. 

Her clitoris was peeking at the top of her sex and her vagina was open and twitching at the bottom, I had a choice, up or down, top or bottom. I dipped down and licked around her vagina before pushing my tongue in as far as I could. Her taste was a sublime saltiness with an edge of femininity and in my view there is no aphrodisiac like it. I am told oysters are supposed to invoke it, but for me, they come nowhere near. There is nothing like the taste of a woman.

As I penetrated her with my tongue I gently circled her clitoris with my thumb, occasionally pressing, but always returning to a very light circling motion. I moved my head down a little, my tongue now lapping at her pucker, my nose sliding in her valley and then pressing at her vagina. Greeta lifted her pelvis and began arching her back, her fingers were scrunching Gaziosmanpaşa escort the bedding, and her breath became louder, deeper and stuttering and then she held her breath, she thrust into my face, my nose burying into her vagina and she let out a long breath and gasped.

“Oh fuck you bastard, Jesus, really, fuck?”

I got up and lay next to her on the bed as she took large gasps of air.

“God it was all I could do to not squirt, it came very close.”

“Would be fine it you did, you should never hold back, if it wants to flow, let it flow.”

“But you would get covered.”

“It’s fine, really, it is not an issue at all.”

“Your turn now.”

Yes, I rather hoped it would be my turn now.

She rolled over and took my cock in her mouth, gently sucking as she rolled her tongue around my rim. She took my balls in her hand and softly rolled them between her fingers as she took me deeper into her mouth.

I was sitting minding my own business in Costa when Henry just plonked herself down next to me.

“I am not supposed to see you,” Henry said, “mum forbade it.”

“So, why are you here then?”

“Because I saw you and I want to see you.”

“You can’t see me, your mum has forbidden it, and my wife has forbidden it too.”

She put her hands up to her face, like in that Scream painting.

“Oh no, forbidden what ever shall we do? Oh no, we shall go to jail.”

I just looked at her and shook my head and went back to my Costa.

“I needed to see you, to explain.”

“Explain what Henry? Nothing to explain, just get yourself a boyfriend and leave me alone.”

“It was my dad.”

“What do you mean it was your dad?” I knew, just knew I was going to regret this.

“When I turned thirteen mum used to go out in the evenings, night school.”

“Okay, so?”

“He wanted me to help him.”

“Help him what?

“He sat next to me on the settee and said I was beautiful, like mum when she was young.”

I knew this was going to be something I regretted. “Go on.”

“I loved my dad and I cuddled him and told him I loved him. He said he wished I could love him the way mum loved him, and how that would make him happy.”

This sounded classic abuser speak, not that I am an expert in such things.

“I told him that I loved him more than mum and I would always make him happy. He said that he wished I could, and I said of course I could. I had no idea really what dad meant, I just wanted to make him happy. He said for me to kiss him like mum did, that would make him happy. So I turned and sat on his lap and kissed him. I hadn’t done proper kissing, ever, and I didn’t know mum kissed differently than just touching lips, you know?”

“How old were you? Thirteen?”

“Yes, just.”

“And you hadn’t kissed boys at school?”

“No, just never occurred to me to do so.”

“Oh, okay.”

“He pushed his tongue into my mouth, it was weird, but I thought that must be proper kissing so I did it to him.”

“Okay, yes.”

“That is when it changed.”

“Oh?”

“Yes, that is when I learned what he had meant. He said I was helping him, but that mum always did other things to make him happy. And I was stupid, and I said that I wanted to make him happy and that I bet I could make him happy better than mum did. And that is when it started.”

“I see. I take it he?”

“Yes. That is when I learned all about what sex was. He said I mustn’t tell mum, otherwise she would be jealous that I was making him happier than she was. And then, every time mum went out, he wanted me to ‘make him happy’.”

“Bloody shit Henry.”

“I didn’t know any better, I thought it was okay, I mean, he was my dad.”

“How long did this go on?”

“A few months. Sometimes, if mum went out early, he would come into my bedroom and do it in my bed. After a while mum asked me if dad ever went into my bedroom when she wasn’t there. I think she saw something on the sheets when she did the laundry. I said yes, and she asked if he touched me, and I said I wasn’t supposed to tell her. She didn’t get mad, she just said that what dad had done was wrong. I had not done anything wrong, but dad had. Next day he was gone and I have never seen him since.”

“Not a good thing to happen, you know your mum was right? You didn’t do anything wrong, you do understand that?”

“Of course, but now, I cannot look at boys, they just are too young. I like men, proper men, men who can make me happy the way I used to make my dad happy.”

“Jesus Henry, I am not that man, and if you keep on behaving the way you are, you will get into serious difficulty.”

I sighed, this was a hole that was getting bigger.

“Let’s get you home and no I am not coming in.”

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Old Friends Become New Lovers Ch. 01

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There they were, longtime friends in an empty street, hugging each other in a way that they both knew spoke to their bodies in a more than just a friend kind of a way. Neither of them wanted to break their embrace and continued clinging to each other as if their very existence would cease should they let go.

While holding her tightly, he felt her pull back just enough to take his right hand and lace her fingers over his and with a deep sense of loss he thought she was concluding their time together. However, he was pleasantly surprised when he felt her continue their embrace but moved his hand toward her left breast and assisted with showing him where it should be placed after such hug… while there on the street.

He trembled inside as he allowed his sense of touch to control his entire emotional state. Feeling her for the first time was beyond incredible. God, she felt amazing. He could feel her nipple harden with his touch. Her blue shirt was thin and revealing and he was savoring the moment.

He looked into her lovely eyes and tenderly brushed her hair out of her eyes. He asked for her permission to kiss her amazing lips and she gave him the warmest smile he had ever seen. She melted his heart at that very moment, and he pulled her face to his for their first kiss.

And after showing him where his hand should be placed and sensing it could go farther… she’d have moved his hand down towards the bottom of her shorts on her left thigh… to then guide it up under her shorts to take his hand slowly towards her womanly charms.

He could feel her sense of arousal was kicking in… and helped him slide her orange thong to the side with his fingers so he could feel she was more than ready for just a hug… and then sliding his hand across her wetness just enough to flirt with danger and then bringing his hand back up to his lips to taste her.

He tasted her mouth, felt her tongue probing his and loved the sensation of her! He loved kissing her cheek and then her neck! He melted at the simple touch of her wetness.

She was nice and soft at first, but passion took over and the kissing became more aggressive with tender lip biting…

He was quite content with squeezing her breast and working his thumb over her nipple and feeling her harden to his touch. With this the fire began to burn with more heat and tension and his kissing increased in both passion and ferocity. He was getting hard, and he knew she could feel him!

And going to the neck just intensified the desire both had to go further but with trepidation knowing it was wrong but feeling so damn good! She could feel his hardness brushing up against her and they both knew things couldn’t stop now…

He had wanted her for so long. And while she was always out of bounds, there had always been a spark. She looked amazing and felt even better.

His lips pressed harder, Elvankent escort his touch became firmer, and his bulge was pressing into her… it became evident there was no turning back.

He was aware of his condition and as he broke their passionate kissing, she looked down to see his hand still on her breast. She slowly raised her eyes to his and looking deep into them she smiled in such a way that he knew this day would never be forgotten.

As he finally caught on to what could be, he suggested that they go back into the office where he had spent the day working. There was nobody there and plenty of room! They walked into the office, quickly locking the door after they entered, and he grabbed her softly, but firmly to pull her close.

She started to unbutton his shirt to reveal his hairy chest. Something she secretly found sexy and inviting and just wanted to nuzzle her face into.

He unbuttoned her blouse with trembling hands and again their eyes met, and she smiled. Her 10,000-watt smile could lighten an entire stadium and she was his for that moment!

Seeing her exposed neck, he leaned in to kiss it at slowly started working each of her bra straps down.

His scent was intoxicating and nothing like she’d inhaled before driving the need to rip the shirt off and free up running her hands all over his upper half…

Sliding them off her shoulders the padding of her bra finally let go, and he caught his first glimpse of her amazing breasts. Dear god they were beautiful. So full, so intoxicating, so desirable he had to kiss her nipples, pulling them into his mouth one at a time.

Her amazing areolas just screamed of needing attention from his hot mouth and soon he was all over them squeezing just enough to pull her closer, biting down with the right amount of pressure to please her. From her soft moans and the trembling of her body, he knew was in the right spot.

As it turned out, he learned something about her that day as when he found that sweet spot, it pushed her over the edge, and he was able to get her to quickly orgasm with just the right amount of sucking and licking.

While sucking on her nipples, he once again reached down to find her orange thong fully soaked. He started to run his fingers down, parting her velvety folds, still covered in thin fabric of her thong.

She reacted to his touch, moaning again softly and he kept up the focus on her nipples, but starting to build some momentum on her thong. Once again, she retook control, as she put both hands around his head she pulled him close and kissed him deeply.

He was doing all the rights things in all the right places… as if he knew exactly what she needed she reached down and undid his belt and the first button of his jeans. She slowly slid his zipper down so as not to injure any pertinent parts…

He continued to kiss her lips Eryaman escort and work over her nipples with his hands. She was in the moment, patiently working off his clothes to get to what she now had to have.

As he stepped out of his jeans she felt his manhood from the outside of his boxers, stroking the outside of his cock as she continued to slay him with those damn dimples.

Although he was being very generous, she wanted to reciprocate the favor and let him know she was into him just as much at some point during her focus on getting off his jeans, she failed to notice that he had managed to remove her shorts, as they were now on the floor with her feet still in them. She continued to work his cock on the outside while she stepped out of her shorts and found that she was now only in her orange thong.

She shifted the focus from her to him and began kissing his neck…his chest… and trailing down with kisses and soft moans towards his bulging boxers… He felt her working her way down and wanted her more than anything at that very moment.

Before her mouth could get there, her breasts got in the way, and she knew she could excite him more by running his cock between them and sliding it up and down.

Watching her work the magic she was working on his body was amazing. He again focused on all his senses as he wanted to remember this moment for the rest of his life.

She couldn’t wait any longer and moved farther down until she was on her knees and pulling his boxers down more slowly than he would have liked but knowing good things were to come.

As she placed his cock between her breasts, he felt his orgasm starting to build. She was magical and working him over in the most amazing fashion!

She teased him with her lips letting them slide back and forth across just the tip… he smiled at her, knowing that she was such a tease made her all the more desirable, plus it was giving him a little bit of recovery time as his building orgasm slowed!

She looked up at him with an evil grin and then found the sweet spot just underneath the head where she knew her tongue ring would be best put into action…

And oh did she know how to work that ring!

He had never felt anything like it. her jewelry made every sensation better. made every nerve fire harder. Her tongue slid back and forth to the left and right with a soft pressure making him want more…

She was exquisite in every way and he was quickly losing what little control he had left. that ring was the death of control. Working around, back and forth, and side to side.

She knew the pressure was not enough to send him into a whirlwind bit enough to make him breathe extra hard in anticipation of what more could come.

She had some mad skills in giving head and he made a mental note that this was going to have to happen again.

As she Esat escort licked her lips, he pulled her to her feet and kissed her again deeply. He then slowly laid her back on the couch and she spread her legs to provide him access. He grabbed her thong and she lifted up her fine ass as he removed them and it quickly dawned on him that she was totally naked.

As turnabout is fair play he quickly knelt down between her legs and started teasing her with his tongue. up one side of her soaked pussy and down the other with his tongue, he loved her taste!

She was impressed with his technique and how he knew how to navigate her clitoris with the perfect pressure…

Slowly he began to work her over with his finger, while continuing with his tongue. She moaned his name softly and he felt his insides start to turn to jelly. She was his at that moment and he wanted her!

As he rose to her, she again smiled and it had the same effect. She was absolutely stunning and having her naked was like all of his fantasies of the year coming true at that very moment.

She whispered his name and then in a much clearer tone she instructed him to fuck her.

Grabbed his head with both hands and pulled him up to her… He lined up his cock and felt the head slide into her. Fuck she felt good. So soft, so wet, so tight… so amazing! they were now one as he felt her encompass his cock.

He began to move is cock in and out of her and she grabbed his face again and looked deeply in his eyes. He would take that image with him forever as it was so loving seared into his mind.

He continued to slide in and out of her and felt both her hands on his shoulders begin to apply pressure, signaling they needed to switch positions as she once again wanted to be in control.

He lay on the couch, and she straddled him, closing her eyes as she was taking his bare cock back inside of her. She felt so amazing and watching her breasts move with each thrust brought him ever closer to release. She smiled at him again, placing her hands on his chest and riding him harder as her own orgasm began to build.

She looked into his eyes again and he knew she was getting close. “Cum for me,” he begged her as she continued to ride him with growing fervor!

She was close and looked him in the eyes and said how she loved him fucking her and to cum with her because she was the brink.

He was so totally there with her and this was so intense. As it built, he asked her where she wanted it as he was going to cum!

Ready or not, she didn’t wait because right then and there she felt the excitement through her body reaching the point of explosion and there her head back with moan so loud he knew she had reached her climax.

As she moaned, she felt his body start to tense as he erupted inside her, thrusting deep!

She continued to rock slowly back and forth, milking every last drop from him and he wanted nothing more than to stay like this all night!

As she clenched her fingers into his chest and feeling each other convulse, they knew they had satisfied one another and their own desires that had been buried for too long.

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Fucking the Slutty Swim Coach

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12 Years Later

Mark

I spotted her from the stands at the swim meet, wearing shorts and a polo shirt with the Alto Swim Club logo, her long, dirty-blonde hair tied up in a ponytail. She had a stopwatch around her neck and held a clipboard to her chest.

My heart pounded as I watched her talking and laughing with the other coaches. According to the heat sheet, her team had two swimmers in the finals for the 13-14-year-old boys 50 freestyle, and they were seeded in the lanes on either side of my son, Alex. As the swimmers were announced, I kept my eyes glued to her, waiting to see if she’d have a reaction to hearing his name called.

Sure enough, Sam’s attention piqued. She looked from her clipboard to the blocks, tilting her head as she searched Alex’s face for signs of familiarity. His goggles would’ve made recognition difficult, though.

Then she turned to the stands, and her eyes scanned the crowd scrupulously until they finally met mine.

I smiled, raising my hand in a wave.

Her eyes went wide, her mouth gaping with surprise. And a huge smile broke across her face.

Then a whistle blew, drawing Sam’s attention back to the pool.

I turned back too, watching Alex take his mark.

It was a quick finish. Alex came in fourth overall, and one of Sam’s swimmers broke the top three.

I moved down the stands to congratulate my son on cutting half a second from his best time. Then I made my way over to where Sam’s team congregated.

She was talking to a swimmer, so I stood back and waited patiently for her attention.

She called on more swimmers to go warm up, and then noticed me in the stands, just above her spot on the deck.

“Hi!” she laughed. “I can’t believe you’re here!”

Her eyes scanned over me, and I imagined she must be taking in all the subtle differences, noticing how I’d aged over the past twelve years. My hair had started to gray at the roots, though it was hardly noticeable with my natural blond color. And I’d surely developed some more wrinkles since the last time she saw me.

Of course, Sam had changed, too. She’d grown from a 22-year-old college girl with big boobs into a beautiful woman in her thirties… with big boobs.

“Yeah, small world,” I said, laughing to myself.

But there was no surprise on my end. I’d found her LinkedIn profile a while back, with a recent picture and her location. I knew she was living in California, teaching and coaching. Then, when I’d seen on Alex’s meet roster that her team was scheduled to be at this invitational event, I made sure I was the one to make the trip while my wife Heather stayed home with our daughter. And I’d been hanging around the pool since the meet started, just hoping to run into her.

“I can’t believe that’s Alex. And he’s still swimming!”

“Yep, he never stopped.”

“It shows! He’s really good. And you have a good team.”

“Yeah. So is yours. National Champs just a few years ago, right?”

“Yeah, 2019,” she said, smiling. “Before my time.”

I shrugged. “Well, I’m sure it’ll only be a matter of time till they get another, then.”

She laughed and shrugged, rolling her eyes a little, modestly.

Then a whistle blew for the next event, and Sam looked away, like she’d suddenly remembered we weren’t alone.

“I better-“

“Yeah,” I agreed. “I’ll let you get back to it. But maybe we can meet up for a drink or something later.”

“I’d like that,” she agreed. “Where are you staying?”

“At the Marriott. What about you?”

“Same,” she said. And in her smile, I saw a hint of the same sexy, mischievous girl I’d snuck around with all those years ago.

“Meet you at the bar later? Maybe around 10, after Alex goes to bed.”

“Yeah, okay,” she agreed.

Then we shared another smile until her attention was finally pulled back to her team.

Sam

I couldn’t stop smiling all evening as I anticipated meeting up with Mark. I was flustered and distracted throughout dinner with my team, and the other coaches noticed and teased me for it.

“I guess the humidity is affecting more than just your hair, Sammie!” teased Erica, the other female coach on our team.

The others laughed along.

“There’s a bar around the corner that’s supposed to have live music,” said Zac, one of the male coaches, as our meal wrapped up. “Who’s in?”

A few of the others chimed in, eager to continue the night out.

Normally, I would’ve gone along, but my mind was elsewhere, and I just wanted to go back up to my room to take a shower before getting ready to meet Mark.

“I think I’m gonna call it a night,” I said, feigning regret.

“Aw, c’mon, Sam! I need my drinking buddy!” Zac teased, winking.

I bit my lip to hide a smirk, knowing what he had in mind.

Zac and I were normally the last ones standing on nights out with the team, and we’d ended up back in his room or mine on more than one occasion. I always had fun with him, but the overwhelming excitement and desire I’d felt when I saw Mark at the meet earlier still hadn’t dissipated, Demetevler escort and that was all I could think about.

“Sorry, buddy!” I teased back, playfully punching his arm. “Maybe tomorrow night.”

“Your loss!” he said, smirking as he downed the rest of his drink.

So as we all exited the restaurant, I wished the others a fun night and headed the opposite direction, back to the hotel.

“Hang on Sam, I’ll walk you back,” Zac offered. Then, to the others, he called, “Save me a seat!”

So we left together to a chorus of lewd jokes and whistling sounds.

“I don’t think they’re expecting me to make it back out tonight,” Zac joked once we were alone.

I laughed. “Well, they’ve learned from experience.”

“True,” he chuckled. “I have to admit, I was hoping history might repeat itself this weekend.”

I smirked and blushed, but shook my head resolutely. “I can’t tonight.”

Zac waited, giving me a chance to elaborate. But when it became clear I wasn’t going to, he finally waved his white flag. “That’s fine.”

We made somewhat awkward small talk as we walked the last couple of blocks.

“Thanks for walking me,” I said as we reached the hotel lobby. “Have a fun night. And don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“Not sure I want to know what that would be,” he joked.

I laughed too and flipped him off playfully.

He just laughed and waved as I headed to the elevators.

Once I was alone, I sighed and smiled, finally allowing myself to embrace the thoughts about Mark. My clit and nipples tingled in anticipation, and my heart fluttered in my chest, making me feel out of breath.

I took out my phone to check the time, wondering how long I had to get ready. Then I noticed I had a few texts from my husband, Nick.

Nick: Hey babe, how’s the meet going?

Sam: Hey 🙂

Sam: Today went well, we got a few top three finishes

Nick: Congrats 🙂

Nick: Sounds like some great coaching

Sam: lol

Sam: That must be it

I entered my hotel room and stripped off my clothes right away. Rather than going straight to the shower, I went to the window and opened the curtains. My room had a pool view, and there were several people making use of it, enjoying the warm Florida evening.

There wasn’t anyone looking up my way, but exposing myself caused the tingles between my legs to grow stronger.

Then I got another text.

Nick: What are you up to tonight? Hanging out with Zac? 😉

I smiled and typed out a response.

Sam: Just got back from team dinner

Sam: He asked, but I came up alone, about to take a shower

Nick: Oh ok

Nick: Making it an early night, then?

Sam: Maybe not

Sam: I actually ran into Mark at the meet today

Sam: His son is on one of the other teams

Nick: Mark, the guy from Chicago your senior year?

Sam: Yeah

Nick: Wow, small world

Sam: Yeah, I know

Nick: How are you feeling about that?

Sam: I’m not sure

Sam: Excited

Sam: Nervous

Sam: Tingly

Sam: lol

Nick: Haha, that sounds like a fun combo 🙂

Nick: So you’re going to see him tonight?

Even by text, I could infer Nick’s casual tone. While running into Mark was a surprise, going out and having fun on trips away from home was not unusual for me. So I felt no qualms about responding honestly.

Sam: Yeah, we’re meeting at the bar in a bit 😛

Nick: Sounds fun

Nick: I can’t wait to hear about what happens 🙂

Sam: I can’t wait to tell you about it 🙂

Sam: I love you :-*

Nick: Love you, too :-*

Then I finally got in the shower. I set the water temperature as hot as I could stand and took my time soaping myself up, propping one foot up on the edge of the tub as I reached down to clean between my legs. I moaned as I rubbed the cloth over my smooth, shaved pussy.

So many memories flooded my imagination. I could remember the way Mark’s hands and mouth felt on me like it was just yesterday. The way he could make me writhe and moan with just a few whispered words in my ear. I missed the way he teased me and how much he wanted me. I missed being his slut.

The friction against my clit felt too good to stop. I let go of the washcloth in favor of continuing with just fingers. Turning to lean back against the cold tiles of the shower wall, I spread my legs a little further and continued touching myself. I pressed in with two fingers and clenched immediately, moaning and grinding on my hand. My nipples tingled, so I rubbed and pinched them lightly.

I imagined Mark coming into the bathroom and catching me touching myself. I could picture the smirk on his face as he’d watch and encourage me.

“Finger that slutty pussy, Sam,” he’d say. “Rub your clit faster.”

I’d smile back at him, moaning and rubbing as the hot water cascaded down my body. Watching as he’d pull his hard cock out of his pants and stroke it just for me. My mouth watered at the thought. I licked my lips, thinking about how much I wanted Dikimevi escort him in my mouth. How much I loved the way he’d hold my head, fucking my face. It always turned me on when any guy would do that, but no one else made me feel quite the same way.

“Always such a good slut for me,” he’d say, groaning.

I remembered the way he’d always insist on me cumming first. Sometimes he wouldn’t even let me touch him or take him in my mouth until after I came at least once.

“Cum for me, Sam!”

I could still hear him ordering me in his sexy, commanding tone. And once again it brought me over the edge, moaning, writhing, and clenching on my fingers just like so many times back then, and over the years since, whenever I thought about him.

I smiled to myself, moaning as my chest heaved with labored breath. I couldn’t wait to tell Mark that I’d made myself cum in the shower before meeting him, as I thought about everything I missed from our time together twelve years ago and anticipated all that awaited me that night.

***

Luckily, I’d packed a sexy bra with matching panties. Both were bright pink and silky with a lace trim. Over that, I wore a blue summer dress that was fairly short with a cinched waist, a deep v-cut neckline on top, and short, flutter sleeves. I put on a little makeup; mascara and some lip gloss. And I left my hair down in frizzy waves, which were unavoidable for me in the Florida humidity. Then I slipped on my brown leather sandals and I was ready to go.

It was only 9:30, but I headed down to the bar early, just in case Mark could get away earlier, too.

The hotel bar wasn’t very busy. There were just a few others seated at the counter. One couple was still wearing t-shirts from the swim meet, so I guessed they were probably parents enjoying a nightcap sans kids. Or maybe they’d each snuck away from their respective families for a secret rendez-vous, too. That was a fun thought.

I ordered a margarita, wanting to rekindle the slight buzz I’d started at dinner. I took a big sip right away, and the burning sensation from the tequila eased my nerves. Well, not nerves exactly. It was more of an anxious anticipation.

My mind buzzed with questions I wanted to ask. I was so curious about how Mark’s life was going that part of me wanted to just sit at the bar all night and listen to anything he might want to tell me. But another equally forceful part of me wanted to skip the talking altogether, just to feel Mark’s hands and lips on me, his hard cock pressing into me.

My mind kept going, and I had to squeeze my thighs together to ease the throbbing between my legs.

“Hey there, pretty girl.”

I spun around when I heard him and felt my face lighting up. “Hi!”

He sat up on the bar stool next to me, wearing navy blue shorts and a greenish henley style t-shirt with a button-up collar, the top couple of buttons left undone.

I felt mesmerized, my eyes scanning over him like I’d done at the meet earlier, as if trying to settle this new, older Mark with the one in my memory. Or maybe I was just trying to convince myself that he was real, and really sitting there with me.

“You’re really here,” I said, letting my thoughts slip out a bit.

He smirked and laughed a little. “Am I a few drinks behind?”

“No,” I said back, rolling my eyes and blushing. “I just mean, I’m really glad you came.”

“Me, too.”

We just stared at each other for a moment until the bartender interrupted, and Mark ordered a beer.

After taking a sip, he turned back to me. “Okay, I have to admit something.”

“What’s that?” I asked, feeling like I couldn’t stop smiling even if I tried.

“I knew you’d be here. At the meet, I mean.”

I tilted my head to the side with amused confusion. “You did?”

He nodded and took another sip of beer. “I may have come across your LinkedIn page recently. And by that, I might actually mean I searched for you deliberately. And some other searches may have followed.”

I started cracking up, loud enough to turn the heads of others in the bar.

“I guess you have me at a disadvantage, then. What do you already know?”

“I know you’re living in California now, obviously. Teaching and coaching.”

I nodded, taking another sip of margarita.

“Married?” he asked, watching my every move and waiting intently for my answer.

“Yes, married. For four years now.”

“He stayed home?”

I nodded again. “For work. And to watch our daughter, Lucy.”

Mark’s smile seemed to grow even bigger upon hearing that I was a mom. Maybe just matching mine. “Congrats, that’s great. I’m really happy for you.”

“Yeah, everything’s going really well,” I said, genuinely. And yet being there with Mark, feeling the electricity between us again, was filling a void inside me I hadn’t known was there.

“What about you? What’s new in the last twelve years?” I asked, sort of laughing at the absurdity of the question.

Mark took another drink from his beer, shrugging. “Lots of things. Nothing. Dikmen escort Things are good overall. We live in the suburbs now. I started a new job at a different company outside of the city. The kids are in middle school. But yeah, I guess other than that, things are mostly the same.”

I couldn’t tell from his expression whether there was more he was holding back. Was ‘mostly the same’ a good thing? I wondered about how things were going with his wife, Heather. And, of course, I wondered whether he’d had other affairs over the years, since me. But I resisted the urge to ask, not sure I really wanted to know the answer.

“Want to know what else hasn’t changed?” he asked, before I could formulate a follow-up question.

“What?” I asked, smiling.

“I can’t stop thinking about what kind of underwear you’re wearing under that dress,” Mark said, switching gears suddenly. Apparently, he wasn’t interested in elaborating on his life.

I smirked back. “Care to guess?”

Mark made a humming, pondering noise as he shifted on his bar stool, leaning towards me slightly and brushing his fingertips over the exposed skin just above my knee.

I gasped and felt a flush creeping up my neck. Without thinking, I turned further toward him on the stool, instinctively leaning into his touch.

He responded by sliding his hand up further until he was playing with the bottom hem of my dress.

“Maybe I’ll skip the guesswork and investigate instead.”

My body had a Pavlovian response to Mark’s words and touch. My chest heaved, my pussy throbbed, and my legs uncrossed and opened slightly, allowing him easy access.

He smirked, taking in all of my reactions, and slid his hand up between my thighs until his fingertips brushed over the already damp, silky fabric of my panties.

“I’ve missed feeling how wet this pussy gets for me,” he whispered, leaning in close to my ear. “Still such a good slut.”

His warm breath on my neck caused me to shiver, and my nipples hardened conspicuously through my bra and the thin fabric of my dress.

“Mark…” I moaned.

My neediness only seemed to spur him on. He pressed in harder, rubbing through my underwear.

I gripped his forearm tightly, but couldn’t quite bring myself to push back.

“I want you, Sam,” he whispered into my ear. “I need to feel you.”

I nodded, but firmly pushed on his arm until he retracted his hand. “My room.”

We smiled together as we each took a final, big gulp from our drinks, and Mark left payment for his beer.

I smoothed down my dress as I led the way out of the bar, reminding myself not to run.

Mark was right behind me, his hand on my waist, fingers digging into my hip.

As soon as the elevator doors closed behind us, we crashed together, and it was like no time had passed. I moaned into him, combing my fingers into his hair and tugging. I wound my leg around his waist as he backed me up against the side of the elevator. He groaned and squeezed two handfuls of my ass, grinding his hard cock against me through our clothes.

“Fuck, Sam!” Mark grunted, breaking the kiss and leaving us both panting as I slid a hand between our bodies to rub him through his shorts.

The elevator dinged moments later, and we reluctantly pulled away as the doors slid open on my floor, then rushed out and down the carpeted hallway.

Once inside the room, we shed our clothes on the way to the bed and then fell down together, kissing again as we scooted towards the center. I was still struggling to push my underwear down the rest of the way, and Mark helped to peel them off over my feet.

“Cute,” he commented, briefly checking out my pink silky panties before discarding them on the floor.

I smiled and moaned as I lay back, kissing him and wrapping myself around him. Then I reached for his cock, stroking and guiding him to enter me right away. I felt desperate to feel him inside me, filling me.

But Mark resisted. I’d only gotten a few strokes in when he pulled my hand away and brought both of my wrists up over my head, pinning them down as he held himself up over me.

I whimpered and moaned, arching and writhing beneath him.

He kissed me deeply and reached for my pussy, brushing his fingertips along my slit. “I love how responding you are.”

His words felt like such an understatement as he casually teased me and caused my body to hum and vibrate with need.

“Please, Mark!” I begged, pressing my hips up to feel more of his fingers.

I expected him to just smirk and continue teasing me. But he must’ve been nearly as desperate as I was, because he gave me exactly what I wanted: more. He slipped two fingers into me with a groan, stroking along the upper front wall of my pussy before pulling back out to rub his moistened fingers over my clit.

“Cum for me, Sam,” he said, sensing how close I already was. “Show me how much you want it. Show me you’re still my slut!”

I yelled out and arched up into him, my hips grinding, writhing on his fingers that remembered exactly how I needed to be touched.

“Tell me!” he growled, rubbing faster.

“Oh, fuck!” I yelped, more in reaction to the intense pleasure than avoidance of telling him what he wanted to hear.

“Say it!”

“I’m your slut! I’m still your slut! Oh fuck! I’m cumming!”

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Long Distance Tryst Caught on Video Ch. 03

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In parts one and two, Angel, who is a long-known female friend of mine, visited Seattle from the Philippines. We finally got to meet each other in person. We also arranged with my friend Mari to record a sex shoot of us on video and agreed that if we followed through on the shoot, she and her boyfriend, Alex would reciprocate. In part two, Mari and Alex kept the agreement and were in a steamy sex scene that Angel and I captured on video at a 5-star hotel in Seattle. After the shoot, I bravely asked Mari and Alex if they would like to switch it up with Angel and I and they agreed to do it. In this part, we wake up the next day with Mari and Alex planning to come over for the third sex shoot.

I woke up first as usual and made Angel and I a cup of coffee. I brought Angel hers with cream and sugar and mine black. She opened her eyes as I set it next to her on the table stand next to the bed.

“Good morning cutie,” I say quietly in a whisper.

Angel nods and smiles. Neither one of us likes noise in the morning and enjoy waking up slowly with coffee.

We lay in bed and slowly woke up. Finally, we began a conversation about the plan for today.

“So, are you ready for another big day?” I ask.

“I’m ready now. My holes have recovered and am ready to accept whatever there is to offer,” Angel says with a laugh. “What about you, Carl?”

“I’m ready too. As difficult as it was not fucking you last night, I’m glad now because you’re recovered and so am I,” I reply with honesty. “Are you okay with me fucking Mari today?” I say boldly.

“Believe it or not, I think that will be hot. I’m excited to see it!” Angel replies sincerely. “What about me fucking Alex?”

“I think that will be hot too. Can’t wait to see his cock inside you,” I reply.

“I can’t wait to see it too!’ Angel says in amusement.

We both laugh.

That really was a hot thought for me and I was imagining it. Today, if everything goes according to plan, I would actually see it.

I ordered our usual breakfast in bed which was shortly delivered by room service. As we were eating and enjoying our conversation, Mari, who was a long-term friend, texted me and asked when she and Alex, her boyfriend, should arrive today for our sex shoot. I told her that we would be ready in about one and a half hours. I thought that would work for both Angel and I and she nodded.

After breakfast, Angel headed to the bathroom to get ready and I got ready in the other one. Although I really wanted to take a shower with her, it was too tempting this morning and I didn’t trust myself.

Soon, I received another text from Mari that they were waiting in the lobby. Since I had the security card, I went down the elevator, got them and headed back up. We all greeted each other warmly, sat down on the couch and began discussing the shoot.

We discussed the various scenes where we would be switching partners for the first time. We decided what kinds of sex were acceptable. We would use the code word “Nuts” that we were familiar with from the first two shoots that was to be used if any of us felt uncomfortable. We would stop whatever was being done as well as the recording if that word was used.

“Okay, is everyone clear on the rules of engagement as well as the script?” I asked.

Everyone nodded.

“Any questions?” I added.

Everyone shook their heads.

“Okay, I guess there should be no reason not to start,” I added further.

Mari was going to begin recording the first scene on a high-quality camcorder that we used on the first two shoots. I would provide any other guidance to make sure she got good shots with certain hand signals.

“Ok, let’s go!” Mari said with command.

Alex walked over to Angel and began to slowly undress her, removing her purple top and black yoga pants. Next, he removed her black bra and panties. It was so hot watching Alex doing what I do and seeing it from a different perspective.

Angel was completely naked and we could all see her perfect breasts and figure as well as a small landing strip in her pubic area. She turned toward the camera for a great body shot. Mari panned the camera and also got a great shot of her nice ass.

Next, Alex led Angel to a glass table in the living room and laid her on it facing up. He spread her legs as far back as they went and began licking her pussy and ass. Angel began quietly moaning.

He twirled his tongue around her clit for a while and then began thrusting his tongue in and out of Angel’s vagina. Angel’s chest began heaving and I could see her pussy and ass pulsating in orgasm as she moaned in rhythm to the pulsations. I had jealous thoughts because she came quicker with Alex than with me. Then, I threw that thought out of my head and told myself, just enjoy!

Mari was moving the camera around to catch various angles including under the glass table looking up. Some juices had leaked out of Angel’s pussy and onto the top of the table, but it wasn’t enough at this point to obscure the view.

Then, he thrust Çayyolu escort his tongue into her butthole and began tongue fucking her there as well. He finished up with a long tongue licking from pussy to ass and back up to her pussy.

He grabbed an eggplant shaped like a perfect dildo conveniently located next to the glass table and inserted it into Angel’s vagina. He started fucking her hard with it and Angel had another definite orgasm. More juices began flowing onto the table top as Mari was recording underneath and this time it was enough to not have a clear view. She got some great shots beforehand though.

Next, he got some lube that was also conveniently located by the table and began lubing her butthole. He stuck his finger in slowly followed by two and began stretching out her hole. Then, he pushed the tip of the eggplant inside her hole. Angel’s butthole accepted it without a problem. Alex just taught me a better way to prepare Angel in the future as I had some prep issues with Angel in the first shoot. I decided not to be jealous.

Eventually, Alex got about half the eggplant inside Angel’s hole and started fucker her with it but not quite as hard as he used it in her pussy.

Angel’s pussy was really leaking at this point, but not squirting and was all over the end of the table. The scene was so hot that I nearly crawled out of my skin in excitement and I definitely was hard under my pants.

Alex quickly removed his clothes and started fucking Angel in both holes while grabbing her breasts and she was moaning very loudly. He fucked her for a long time before giving me an out-of-camera view hand signal. I had my clothes off already and my cock was hard and sticking up.

Alex helped Angel off the table and toward the floor. Then, I laid on the floor and Angel got on top of me in cowgirl position and bent down so the camera could take some good shots of her pussy and ass. Mari was taking shots of this scene and probably some good close-ups. She lowered her vagina on me and my cock easily went in. She was very slippery and warm inside and felt so amazing.

Alex got behind and thrust his cock into her ass, grabbed her breasts and held them tight as he ravaged her. I could feel the pressure of his cock sliding inside her. I put my hands on Angel’s hips to keep her in place as Alex thrust forcefully from behind. I didn’t have to do much of anything because his thrusting was causing Angel to move and automatically fuck my cock. It was such a great feeling and Angel’s vagina felt tighter than normal with the pressure from Alex’s cock. Plus, it was like getting a dick massage because I could feel him inside her against me. I’m not into guys, but I thought this was different.

Alex and I had a contest to see who could last the longest without cuming, so we fucked both of Angel’s holes for a long time, trying not to cum. Angel had at least one, maybe two orgasms. It was harder to tell for some reason while doing DP. And her juices were running all over my cock, balls and between my legs.

We fucked Angel for several minutes until I couldn’t last any longer. I felt a warmth between my legs signaling that I was about to cum when I heard Alex gasp. I let out a gasp a second after and started cuming over and over. I could also feel Alex’s cock pulsate inside her hole.

After laying there for a while with us all panting, Alex pulled out and I could feel a blob of his cum land on my balls and between my legs. Angel rose until my cock was out of her and I could feel another blob land on my stomach. I saw Mari with the camera taking close-ups of Angel’s pussy and ass as cum ran out and the mess that the three of us had created.

After a while, Mari yelled, “Cut!” And stopped recording.

“You won, Carl,” Alex conceded. “I came first and you outlasted me. You beat me by a hair!”

“Ok, but why don’t we call it a tie? I’m not sure this can be scientifically proven because it was such a photo finish and the cum wasn’t visible. Also, we never made a bet except for our egos,” I countered with a laugh.

Everyone agreed to call it a tie.

“Wow, all that fucking made me hungry. Anybody up for lunch? I asked.

Everyone was hungry and we all wanted salads for something light to get us through the rest of the shoot.

Room service quickly delivered our lunch and as we ate the next scene was discussed.

After quite a while, Mari said and anticipation, “Are we ready?”

Since she had been doing the camera work and not involved in any fucking so far today, she must have been extremely horny which was evident in her question and body language.

We all agreed that we were good to go.

Alex was behind the camera this time and would be doing the recording.

He grabbed the camera saying, “Let’s go!”

As I was standing, Mari walked over to me and took my robe off. Alex, Angel and I were wearing robes after our last scene.

Mari told me earlier that she wanted to taste Angel’s pussy juice on my cock from the last Cebeci escort scene. You told me not to wash it off. I think she had a secret desire to have sex with Angel, but she wasn’t into females.

She got on her knees and wrapped her mouth around my cock and started making sounds of pleasure.

I couldn’t believe that my long-term friend actually had my cock in her mouth. It was something that I always desired but didn’t want to push it since she had a boyfriend.

I was also a bit nervous about this shoot and wondered how my performance would be since I already had blown a load. I was wondering if anyone else had similar thoughts, but didn’t want to ask to throw off the mood.

Mari’s mouth explored every inch of my cock, going up and down the shaft and swirling her tongue around my head. Every once in a while, we could hear a sucking and popping sound. She was really getting into it.

Suddenly, she got a smile on her face and handed the BJ duty over to Angel.

Angel started sucking on me and exploring every part of my cock. I had never felt so researched and studied by females in my life. It seems like they were mapping my entire penis and I was thoroughly enjoying it.

Shortly after, Mari came back into the room wearing a strap-on with a large dildo. I knew what the scene was going to be about, but I had not seen the strap-on and had no idea about how big and intimidating it would be.

Mari had a big grin on her face as she applied lube to it in a very sensual way.

Angel and I walked over to the kitchen table and I laid down obediently and spread my legs.

Angel applied some lube on my butthole and put her finger in. She twisted it around to loosen up my hole. She put two fingers inside me and then three and tried to make me gape. Unfortunately, I have a pretty tight ass.

When she thought she had me loose enough, she nodded to Mari for the strap-on.

Mari moved into position, aligned the strap-on dildo with my butthole and tried pushing in just the tip. It started to hurt and I grimaced in pain. I knew right then this would be a big challenge. I looked at Mari’s face and she seemed to be having fun at my expense.

Angel applied more lube and tried to stretch me out further. Mari applied more lube to the dildo and tried it again. This time, she was able to slip in the tip. Then she began inching deeper and deeper.

I could feel the fullness in my ass from this large torturing dildo. At some point, she got the dildo all the way in and I could feel her hips and the attached straps. As Mari was fucking my ass, Angel was sucking my dick. To be honest, I was enjoying the cock sucking more than the other.

Mari began thrusting in and out at a faster and faster pace. The full length of the dildo was going deep inside me and Mari had a wild look on her face.

Alex had said in an earlier conversation that this scene would be a good way to earn having sex with his girlfriend. At this point, I couldn’t agree more.

Now, I could relate to Angel’s anal experience, but I think she liked it a lot more than me.

After quite a while, Mari pulled the punishing dildo out of my ass

I got up and the three of us walked over to a fancy chaise lounge that was extra curvy in the living room. The chair was next to a large glass wall that separated the living room from the outside balcony.

Mari laid in the chair that was perfect for fucking and spread her legs. Angel got on her knees on the side of the chair and even though Mari’s pussy was slightly open, she spread it more for the camcorder to record some good close-up shots.

Mari’s pussy was very moist and glistened with her juices and I couldn’t wait to be inside her.

Then, Angel put some lube on Mari’s butthole and began inserting a finger inside and twirling it around to loosen up her hole. To further loosen it, she inserted a second finger and opened her hole into a slight gape for some additional good camera shots.

Now my moment had come to finally fuck my long-known friend and it felt surreal. Angel spread her pussy again for a good view of me entering Mari for the first time.

I moved my hard cock toward Mari’s pussy and plunged it inside her all the way to my balls. Mari let out a gasp that I hoped was pleasurable.

My cock slid in easily and I stayed in her vagina savoring the moment. I was wondering what she was thinking.

Angel went to the back of the chair and placed her hands on Mari’s breasts. This was not part of the scene we discussed because Angel said she wasn’t into females, so I was surprised. I was also surprised that Angel said she would help prep Mari’s holes for me and that this would be a turn-on for her if it was for me. I told her that it would be the turn-on of turn-ons! This must have been the same reasoning that Angel used to touch Mari’s breasts.

Angel caught my eye with a naughty grin and began lightly pinching Mari’s nipples. I think she was sensing how amazing this was for me and I couldn’t be more turned Çukurambar escort on by how she was using Mari for my pleasure.

I was moving my cock in and out of Mari slowly as Angel continued playing with Mari’s nipples who was moaning with pleasure. Then, Angel grabbed both breasts and started massaging them as Mari squirmed and moaned louder. At the same time, I began moving in and out of Mari harder, deeper and faster.

I moved myself into the missionary position and opened my legs for the camera to take pictures underneath without obstruction. This would allow some good shots of my cock going into Mari’s vagina from a different view that also exposed her butthole.

Angel cupped Mari’s breasts for me and now I was in a good position to suck on her nipples and breasts. The cupping allowed me to get more of her breast into my mouth. Angel and I made a good team.

After a while, I was ready to take Mari’s ass and was hoping she felt the same way. I got up signaling to Angel and Mari to do the next scene that was discussed in our script.

Angel put my cock in her mouth to get me ready for the next scene and I hoped she was enjoying Mari’s juices.

Mari turned over, got on all fours and Angel put additional lube on Mari’s butthole and fingered her again.

She spread her cheeks for a good camera view and then it was my turn. It would be my first time in Mari’s ass and was almost as surreal as the first time in her vagina. It was different because this felt naughtier with hints of taboo in it.

I pushed my cock inside Mari and was surprised that it easily slipped in all the way to my balls. Angel had done a great job prepping her butthole and Mari didn’t even flinch. She did let out a big gasp that sounded like pleasure. I was in heaven and I hoped that she was too.

I began moving in and out of Mari faster and faster as Mari moaned louder and louder.

She stopped breathing for a moment, then made a long moaning sound as I could feel her ass pulsate and tighten around my cock. She was definitely having an orgasm.

I could feel the warmth between my legs and knew that I would be cuming soon. I let out a gasp as my cock began to pulsate and what was left of my cum exploded into Mari’s ass.

I kept moving and cuming for what seemed like an eternity and didn’t want to stop. But my time was over with Mari and I finally stopped and pulled out.

Angel spread Mari’s ass for the camera, but no blob of cum came out. It did glisten around her hole. I had been completely spent.

“That’s a wrap everyone, that was awesome!” Alex shouted.

As was customary, I got robes for Angel, Mari and I, grabbed the bottle of tequila, poured four shots and gave them to everyone and proposed a toast. This bottle was almost empty, so glad that I had purchased a ‘just in case’ bottle as a backup.

“Too bitter and too sweet. Bitter that we have just recorded our last sex shoot and all were amazing beyond words. Sweet because we were able to share and enjoy each other in ways that we will never forget! Cheers!” I toasted with deep appreciation.

We all downed our shots.

“No, we won’t ever forget this, Carl. I hope that we can all do this again sometime,” Angel added.

“Yes, this was amazing beyond words and I’m game any time for a sequel,” Mari replied.

“A repeat is necessary and required,” Alex said. “And by the way Carl, we’re even with you taking that torturous strap-on dildo up your ass in exchange for Mari!”

Everyone laughed hysterically.

I grabbed the backup tequila and everyone accepted another round. And to my surprise, a third one. Alex and I had a fourth. We had earned it!

“I don’t know about you, but all of this sex has made me hungry!” I said in amusement.

Everyone laughed as they now anticipated my hunger statement, but agreed.

“I know of a great Mexican place where we can have food delivered and party here on our final night. Unless of course, someone else has a different idea,” I added.

Everyone liked that idea so I called to have it delivered. In the meantime, I poured another round. We were all laughing about the scenes and getting noticeably loud.

Angel left for a moment and when she came back, she had the strap-on dildo attached and did a skit about Mari taking my ass. She started whipping it about and knocked over a shot glass. I was laughing so hard that I was hyperventilating and tears were coming out of my eyes. It was one of those times that you had to be there to see how hysterical it was.

After a while, the food was delivered along with some Mexican beer.

We settled down and enjoyed the food with good conversation. We all had become best friends through intimacy and enjoyment. We also had quality video recordings that we could cherish for a long time!

Stay tuned for part 4!

I would like to express my deepest gratitude for Angel’s invaluable contribution and unwavering support throughout the creative writing and editing process of our story. Her expertise, guidance, and encouragement have been remarkable. Angel has been an inspiration, offering insightful feedback and suggestions that have helped immensely. I appreciated her ability to identify the strengths and weaknesses of the story, and to offer constructive criticism.

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Bethany’s Backdoor Man

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It was June of 1994 if I remember correctly. I was fresh out of getting my masters after having been away from school for a over a decade. I had decided to go back to the University of Tennessee, my alma mater, I had missed the charm of Knoxville and just couldn’t imagine going anywhere else. It had been a month since I graduated with a MS, and I was making decent money working in IT, an area of expertise that was growing increasingly important.

At the time I was living in small 1 bedroom house on the outskirts of Knoxville, and my landlord, John, was my next door neighbor. He and his wife were in their late thirties and his job often took him out of town and even out of state. John’s wife, Bethany, was usually the one I talked to if I needed anything and she was often the one I paid my rent to. She was pretty, slender, with blonde hair that she kept in a bobcut style with bangs, and she had pretty blue eyes. Being somewhat of a down home country girl, she was handy with tools and knew how to repair things. I was a bit handy with tools myself but since I was living in a rental, I figured it would be a better idea to let her fix anything that broke.

There was something else though; for the last few months, Bethany and I had been having an intimate relationship. Every time John went out of town, I would come over and Bethany and I would have sex. Tonight, a Friday night, was one such occasion. It was a little after 9:00 when I headed out my back door and slipped over to hers. Bethany opened the door for me so that I wouldn’t have to knock, everything had to be done quietly, after dark, and in secrecy. The days were pretty long now so our liaisons had to come later in the evening.

Bethany held the door open for me and once I had snuck in, she closed the door behind me. All the blinds were closed and the only noise I could hear was the sound of country music coming from the radio in the master bedroom.

“You weren’t seen were you?” Bethany asked me, looking out the glass pane of the back door.

“No, it’s dead quite outside. My guess is that everyone’s in bed.”

“Good. I’ve been bored out of my mind all day,” Bethany turned her attention to me and gave me a smile followed by a questioning glance. “So, how was your day?”

“It was fine,” I replied. “Pretty slow today at work for me too.” We kissed briefly and I followed her into the master bedroom. We both began to undress until we were nearly naked. Bethany took off her shirt, shorts and bra, until she was clad only in a pair of high leg, white cotton, bikini-style panties. She examined herself in the mirror on top of the dresser, quickly adjusting her hair. Her breasts were B-cups with pink areolas. She had a very sexy body. I undressed to my underwear and crawled in bed. A sorrowful, slow country song about marital infidelity was playing on the nightstand radio. I suddenly began to feel a bit guilty.

“I guess John’s out of town I take it?”

“Yeah, he’s in Arkansas…won’t be back until Monday,” she replied. I could tell she didn’t want to talk about it so I Beşevler escort didn’t inquire any further. Bethany crawled into bed and began caressing my genitals through my briefs. I was getting hard. She pulled my cock out over top of the waistband of my briefs and began to suck my hard cock. It felt great. Bethany seemed to be really good at giving head. No other woman I had been with had sucked my cock as good as her. I slid my underwear off completely and threw them on the floor next to the rest of my clothes. Bethany stuffed her hand down her panties and began touching herself as we kissed. After a few moments she slid her panties off and crawled over top of me, grabbing my hard cock and guiding me in. Her pussy was hairy but well groomed and maintained. I fondled her breasts as she rode me and we kissed. After a while she turned around and began riding me reverse cowgirl. She had a great looking butt, and it looked even better grinding against my crotch. She always took care to mind how loud she was unless the neighbors heard but she couldn’t help but let out a few ecstatic moans. A Reba McEntire song on the radio helped drown a bit of it out.

After a few minutes Bethany hopped off of me and bent over the bed. She wanted it doggystyle, that was her favorite position. It was my turn to do all the work. I got behind her and inserted my throbbing cock into her moist pussy and started pumping. I stared into her brown anus, almost mesmerized by it. I was pumping vigorously and Bethany was moaning loudly, throwing caution to the wind. She began rubbing her clitoris. We were both nearly there. I knew she was on the pill so there was no need to pull out. I began pumping faster until I had reached the point of no return and began pumping slower as I emptied my balls into her. I slowly pulled out.

A minute or so passed without saying a word. Finally Bethany looked at me with a more serious look on her face and asked “Do you want to stay the night with me?” I could tell she felt a bit lonely. It was a Friday night, I didn’t see why I couldn’t.

“Sure,” I replied. Bethany gave me a smile and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

“You’re the best,” Bethany said. I didn’t know if it was me in particular that she wanted, or if she just wanted someone, anyone, to be with her, but I strongly suspected it was the former. She pulled up her panties and threw on a t-shirt from out of the dresser, casually singing along to an upbeat song by the group Shenandoah that was playing on the radio. “…well there ain’t no place that I’d rather be; next to you sitting next to me…” How fitting. I put my briefs on and hopped in the bed. Bethany turned down the radio and climbed into bed with me. I stared up at the ceiling as she snuggled up to me. I was falling in love with another man’s wife, and she seemed to be madly in love with me. I knew it was a bit risky having a sexual relationship with my landlord’s wife, but she was really pretty, really nice to me, and I was getting my dick wet, and I suppose that overruled any sense I had.

The Büyükesat escort next morning I awoke to find Bethany had already risen and was cooking breakfast. The sound and smell of sizzling bacon greeted me as I walked into the kitchen. Regis Philbin and Kathie Lee Gifford were blabbing on about some vapid nonsense on the TV set in the living room. Bethany’s hair was up in a towel and she was wearing a camisole and short khaki shorts. The sun was already out, it looked like it was going to be a pretty day.

“Good morning,” I said, grabbing a mug out of the cupboard and pouring myself some coffee.

“Hey,” Bethany looked at me and gave a brief smile. Her countenance betrayed the fact that there was something troubling her but I didn’t want to inquire before breakfast. Bethany handed me a plate of bacon, scrambled eggs and a slice of toast. “I didn’t know how you liked your bacon or eggs done. I’ve always done my bacon crispy and my eggs scrambled.”

“I don’t really have a preference,” I replied truthfully as I sat down at the kitchen table. “Besides, I can’t complain about a free meal.” Bethany sat down across from me.

“So, what’s the plan for today?” Bethany asked. Other than grocery shopping I really didn’t have much to do today.

“Oh, nothing really, picking up a few things in town.”

“Oh okay, I’ll be over to mow your yard at about 1. Is that okay?”

“Yeah sure, that’s probably when I’ll be out,” I replied. Bethany gave a look of disappointment at me saying this. A few minutes passed without either of us saying anything. Bethany looked like she was in deep thought as she ate her breakfast.

“So…umm…what are you doing tonight?” she asked cautiously. It came to me then what had been troubling her. She was still lonely, and a bit bored.

“You’re wanting a round two I’m guessing?” I smiled at her and she smiled back.

“Yeah well it’s boring as hell around here and it’s just me most of the time, what else am I supposed to do? John doesn’t lay a finger on me when he even is here!” Bethany had said more than she meant to, her tone suddenly became more serious. She let out a sigh. “I have needs, and urges, and I…I just, I don’t know.”

“You don’t have to justify your actions to me,” I replied. “I’m not judging, and as far as I know, you and I are the only ones who know about us.”

“Which reminds me,” Bethany said, getting up from the table and grabbing a roll of duct tape out of the cabinet. “When you leave, leave out the front door, that way it doesn’t look suspicious, and take this.” She handed me the duct tape.

“What is this?” I asked.

“So that if someone sees you leaving, they might think I’m loaning you something for a repair or something. Bring it back tonight through the back door.” I did just as she asked, and all throughout the day I couldn’t stop thinking about her, about last night, about this morning, and about what was to transpire this evening.

When the time came Bethany greeted me at the door as usual. As I walked in the door I noticed Çankaya escort that she was already partly undressed, wearing a pair of white cotton panties and a t-shirt that wasn’t even close to coming down low enough to cover them. I thought this was odd. She was throwing a lot more caution to the wind than usual. She also seemed a bit more cheerful tonight than she did this morning.

“Here you go,” I said, handing her the duct tape. I had hardly seen the need for the whole duct tape thing. I doubted anyone saw us. Bethany took the tape and put it in the cabinet.

“Hopefully before long we won’t have to keep sneaking around like this,” she said confidently. I wondered what she meant by that. I followed her into the bedroom and we started to kiss, the radio was the only noise that could be heard. After a few moments Bethany broke off the kiss and took off her t-shirt off, throwing it on the floor. I undressed completely and we resumed kissing as we made our way to the bed. Bethany was lying on her back on the bed as I made my way lower down her body, kissing her breasts, her tummy, her lower abdomen. I slid her panties off and began eating her out. I worked my way around her inner labia, which was rather small compared to some women I had been with. I worked my way up to the sensitive pink nub of her clitoris. She moaned as I inserted a finger inside her. She was wet, and I was hard.

I inserted my rock hard cock inside her and began pumping. I had always found beside missionary very pleasurable. Bethany was moaning nonstop, broken only by the force of flesh on flesh.

“Ever had sex in a chair?” I asked her as I bent down to kiss her lips, “It’s always something I’ve wanted to try.”

“Let’s try it,” Bethany replied lovingly. We made our way over to the armchair by the wall. I sat down in the chair and Bethany and sat in my lap with her feet on my thighs, she grabbed my member and placed it inside her. She began to ride me in the reverse cowgirl position. After a few minutes of this we got up and I started to fuck her doggystyle. Once again I stared into her brown asshole, partly because I found it mesmerizing and partly because it was a pretty asshole, and looking at it helped me to cum. My knees grew weak and my toes started curling as I reached my climax. I slowed down my pumping as I finished inside her.

Bethany turned around and kissed me on the lips. She had a glow of sexual contentment to her. She went into the bathroom and tended to herself as I began to get dressed. I was deep in thought. Bethany’s demeanor had changed since this morning. A country song by a female artist about leaving her no good, good-for-nothing man was playing on the nightstand radio. It was a victorious and happy song. Bethany pulled on her panties and her T-shirt, she had a big smile on her face. That’s when it dawned on me. Bethany’s marriage was coming to an end. She had known this for a while but now it seemed as though her entire mindset had changed. It was no longer a sad or scary thing for her. She looked at me and smiled as she pulled her hair through the neck hole of her T-shirt. I knew she was already in love with me, but now it seems as though I was falling in love with her.

The next year saw Bethany’s divorce with John become finalized. She and I fell in love and we married in June of 1996.

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My brother Steve married Kim about 18 months ago, they meet while he was travelling in Asia and after a whirlwind romance of 3 months they got married.

Kim is a very attractive women, small and petite at barely four and half foot tall with jet black hair down to her waist. She 25 but looks about 18 with her perfect skin, she has a small button nose, dark brown eyes and thin lips which constantly have bright red lipstick on them, her fingers long and slender with long nails also always painted red. Her breasts are a size A with hard little nipples, you can wrap two hands around her tiny waist, her ass a small peach on top of slender legs and petite feet which also have painted bright red toe nails.

I enjoy visiting them, Kim wears tight little outfits that scream ‘fuck me’ and she’s very touchy and flirty, not that I have done anything other than lie in bed at night jerking off thinking about her.

It’s been about three months since I last saw them when I get a phone call from Steve, Kim’s sister is visiting from overseas and they want me to come for the weekend. I live about two hours from Steve’s but we have quite different interests and only get together on special occasions, I suppose Kim’s sister visiting could be considered a special occasion.

After talking for a while I agree, Kim is hot and if her sister looks the same it’ll give me some nice eye candy to jerk off to, I arrange to get there after work on Friday at 6pm.

I ring the door bell just after 6, I’m greeted by the sight of Kim standing in the doorway smiling as the door opens. She is wearing a short kimono, obviously freshly out of the shower as her long hair is still dripping wet and where the kimono touches her wet body it is practically see through.

“Hello Gary, Steve’s in the living room,” she says.

Turning around Kim walks back down the hallway, I close the door watching her ass wriggling with the kimono sticking to it until she disappears from sight into her bedroom.

Heading into the living room I find Steve on the lounge having a beer, “Hey bro, how are you?”

“Good thanks Steve, you?”

“You know can’t complain, work keeping me busy but you know how it is can’t have too much money.”

“Yeah know what you mean the bills just keep coming.”

“True, can I get you a drink while the girls finish getting ready.”

“Getting ready!”

“Yeah tonight we’re going out, a restaurant then some clubbing.”

“Steve you didn’t say….” before I could finish Kim and her sister walk into the room.

I can barely breath no matter talk.

Kim is wearing a white dress that hugs her body like a skin, I run my eyes over her body, small perky nipples clearly poking out from under a low cut dress which reaches midway down her thighs, black fishnet stockings covering her legs, a pair of six inch stilettos on her feet. As usual she wears bright red lipstick, with finger and toe nails painted red and her long black hair tied in a ponytail.

My gaze moves from Kim to her sister, she has long black waist length hair tied in a pony tail, a small button nose with full lush lips covered in black lipstick, her skin flawless. She’s about an inch or two taller than Kim with full firm round tits, her waist slim with wide hips flowing into white firm thighs and toned legs, her fingers long and slender with long black fingernails.

She’s wearing a bright red strappy dress that barely covers her tits with it’s deep plunging v neck, it’s very tight clinging to her hips and ass reaching to the top of her thighs with a split up one side up to her waist, her legs covered by thigh high black stockings and six inch stilettos on her feet.

Kim holds her sister hand leading her forward toward me.

“Gary this is my sister Sue.”

I hold out my hand, “Hello Sue nice to meet you.”

Sue appears very timid taking a few seconds to accept my hand which dwarfs hers as I clasp it in mine.

With barely more than a whisper she says “Hello Mr Gary.”

I’m not big but standing near these two women I feel like a giant at just over six foot tall and weighing about 200 pounds.

“You both look very nice,” I say.

“Thank you Gary,” Kim says with a smile touching my hand, Sue also gives me a smile.

“Alright you lot time to eat, our taxi is outside.”

Steve leads the way climbing into the front seat, I let Kim get into the back first thinking she’ll sit in the middle with Sue and myself either side. I hold the door open expecting Sue to follow her instead Kim reaches out taking my hand pulling me in sliding across to the far side, Sue follows pushing me into the middle.

There’s plenty of room in the back for the three of us but I find myself sandwiched between the women, their bodies pressing against mine, their hands resting on my legs, wedged in as I am I have no choice but for my hands to rest on their legs as I get comfortable.

Neither look at me or talk as we drive along, I’m trying to remain relaxed and in control but it’s not easy with two sexy women constantly Bahçelievler escort touching and squeezing your thighs, I’m getting aroused.

At the restaurant I’m sat beside Sue opposite Kim, each time I look in Sue’s direction I get a lovely side view of her right tit with both of her nipples poking out against her dress, I’m also on the side with the split in the dress, it is pulled across showing off her thigh.

“Well what do you think bro, pretty cool restaurant and the food is fantastic.”

“Menu looks great, so much to choose from I can’t decide what I want, what do you recommend?”

“It does look like your interested in some breast and thigh,” Kim says, “What’s your preference Gary a soft juicy breast or a firm tender thigh.”

“Umm….ah…. yeah right I guess I do like a nice breast,” Kim and her double meanings.

“Go for the steak bro, nice big juicy rump, something you can really get your teeth into.”

I’m not sure if Steve meant that the why it sounded, I’m sure he didn’t, it did bring a smile to Kim’s face as she looks at Sue. Like her tits Sue’s ass is bigger than Kim’s, her dress highlighting her firm juicy cheeks.

I decide on the steak, I order the rump medium raw adding for Kim’s benefit I prefer my rump juicy and tender not tough and dry.

Kim’s is acting more flirty than normal regularly making statements with double meanings and suggestive comments, not that Steve seems to notice or care, but it does make me uncomfortable. On the other hand Sue sits seductively beside me in silence, she’s gradually showing more flesh as the night proceeds flashing her nipple or a hint of her panties when I look in her direction.

I’m aroused, between Kim’s words and Sue’s body they have given me a boner, I wriggle in my seat adjusting my pants to get more comfortable, Kim smiles licking her lips.

Over dinner between Kim’s various innuendoes I work out that Sue is here for about a month on a holiday visa, that both her and Kim would like her to move here permanently and they are currently working through various processes to make this happen but are finding it’s not simple.

After dinner we walk to the nightclub, it’s only a couple of blocks and I feel I need the walk after eating too much. Honestly I’m not a nightclub person and would normally go out of my way to avoid them, even 10 years ago I rarely went now at 30 I’m not interested at all. Tonight I’m making an exception for Steve and the girls as I reluctantly tag along with them to listen to music that is too loud, pay exurbanite prices for drinks and sweat in a hot, crowded room.

We did have some luck finding a table with some stools to sit at overlooking the dance floor. For most of the night it is only Steve and myself at the table, more accurately Steve sits at the table all night, I’m dragged periodically onto the dance floor by Kim and Sue who spend their whole evening dancing with me and a multitude of other men.

Towards the end of the evening I find myself on the dance floor again once more sandwiched between the girls their bodies grinding against me, Kim in front Sue behind. I can see many jealous looks from men who previously danced with them especially when Kim turns her back to me taking my hands and placing them over her tits, holding them there as she grinds her ass against my cock.

I’m guessing in the minds of everyone watching it looks like I’m going to be fucking Kim later maybe both of them, everyone’s mind that is other than Steve’s who seems to barely notice what Kim is doing.

To be honest at this moment I don’t know what I’m doing or feeling either, yes I’m aroused, yes Kim is hot and probably a great fuck but she is also my brother’s wife.

While Kim grinds against my cock Sue presses up against my back grinding against my ass, her arms wrapped around my chest, hands inside my shirt with fingers running through my chest hair and playing with my nipples.

My cock is rock hard, there’s no way Kim can’t feel it, if anything feeling it is making her grind harder against me, ‘Fuck If this keeps up much longer I’m not going to make it home to jerk off I’m going to come right here on the dance floor,’ I think.

I place my hands on Kim’s hips moving her forward allowing myself to break Sue’s grip from behind, free from their clasps I make my way back to the table via the bar for a couple of soothing drinks.

When I sit down I notice a couple of other men have used my escape as an opportunity for a dance and hopefully get more of the same but nether girl is paying them any attention.

“How you doing Steve, not going to dance with Kim?”

“Nah bro two left feet, I’m all good sitting here watching, there’s some real hotties out there tonight.”

Steve appears to have no idea how hot his wife or sister-in-law are, maybe after getting married you don’t notice that any more. Nor does he seem to have noticed the dancing they have done tonight especially the last half hour or so with me.

Steve and I settle down at the table Balgat escort picking out different girls on the dance floor saying what is hot or not about them and rating them out of 10.

“You boys ready to go yet or are there some girls you haven’t rated?”

Kim is standing beside us, I don’t know how long she’s been there but she does know what we’ve been doing.

“Yeah hun I’m ready for bed, lets go bro and find a taxi.”

“And what score do Sue and I get Gary?”

I give Kim a nervous smile as I quickly trail behind Steve to the front door.

Again I find myself sandwiched between the two women in the back of the taxi, this time their hands are resting on the inside of my thigh, within finger distance of my cock. Their dresses have ridden up high enough for me to see Sue’s skimpy see through red panties but what really catches my attention is Kim’s bald pussy.

I can’t drag my eyes away, with her legs slightly spread her juicy lips lie open, spread out like butterfly wings, moisture on them with her sweet little hole glistening as it calls to me between them.

Kim squeezes my thigh, a finger stretching out running along my hard cock, I look up at her, mischief in her eyes as she smiles at me.

Sue’s finger also touches my cock, I turn to look at her, she has pulled her tits from her dress. They look magnificent, firm and round, large areolas with big perky nipples, it’s taking all my self control not to lean across and start sucking them. I can’t help thinking how good it would be to titty fuck her.

For the rest of the trip my head moves back and forward between them as their fingers run up and down my cock.

We get back to Steve’s place, my mind is a buzz with a thousand thoughts, all sexual. We sit in the living room for a while talking, my mind constantly replaying images from the taxi and each time I look at one of the girls they give me a flash to remind me of what I previously saw.

It’s about 1am in the morning when we all say goodnight going to our bedrooms, my cock rock hard ready for a good jerking.

I’m in bed for about 15 minutes with my hand wrapped around my cock when my door opens. As the hall light bathes my room in it’s glow I pull the sheet over myself just as Kim steps in wearing the same kimono she had on when I arrived. Standing in the doorway the light from the hall silhouettes her naked body under the kimono, with a pull of the tie the kimono opens, sliding off her shoulders onto the floor.

“What’s going on Kim, your married to my brother, you can’t be in here.”

That is my token statement of resistance, deep down I know I want to fuck her, she has driven me pass the point of no return.

I run my eyes over her naked body, her lovely little tits with their long hard nipples, her flat firm stomach, a little carpet of black hair covering her mound. My cock is already hard but the sight of Kim makes it grow harder.

Kim glides across the floor to my bed her hand pulling down the sheet, as she uncovers my cock she stops, holding the sheet she stares unblinking at it. I’m not super big, a good eight or so inches long, average width but it seems to impress Kim, I guess I’m bigger than Steve, a smile crosses my face.

Kim lets go of the sheet straddling my legs as she climbs on the bed, her long ponytail falling down one side of her face as her head lowers and her mouth swallows my cock.

She makes it look effortless as my cock disappears in her mouth, she keeps swallowing it until her lips touch my skin, she holds her head still, I can feel her tongue running around the base of my shaft. She slowly lifts her head, saliva pours from her mouth, flowing over my cock onto my stomach and balls.

Over and over again Kim swallows my cock, her mouth and tongue doing things to me that have never been done before. She is incredible taking me the edge of an orgasm only to bring me back down again. Time means nothing to me I have no idea how long Kim has been sucking my cock, my balls are aching she has me in such a state that I only have one thought in my mind, I need to come.

Sitting up Kim looks at my cock before wrapping her fingers tightly around the base of my shaft, she holds my cock firmly upright while straddling my waist before lowering herself it, her other lips this time wrapping around my shaft as her pussy swallows me.

It isn’t long until I’m on the verge of coming again thankfully this time Kim doesn’t stop, she rides my cock like a woman possessed until I come, her pussy milking my cock until every drop of cum is drained from my balls.

Climbing off me Kim smiles, she picks up her kimono as she leaves my room, I watch the sexy wriggle of her naked ass and the trickle of cum dribbling down the inside of her leg.

I’m awoken next morning, which arrives far too quickly, by the smell of bacon cooking and freshly brewing coffee. I drag myself out of bed, one consolation for being in the bedroom closest to the kitchen is I don’t have too far to go before I get my first cup Batıkent escort of coffee. Steve and Sue are sitting at the table, Kim stands over the stove cooking. “Good morning,” I say making a beeline to the coffee pot.

I get a good morning from everyone, Kim moves near me as I pour my coffee.

“Would you like bacon and eggs Gary?”

I turn to answer, when I walked in I noticed Kim wearing an apron and skimpy shorts, what I didn’t notice was that she wasn’t wearing a top. Now with the top half of her apron hanging around her waist I definitely notice, the sight of her little tits with their perky nipples looking even better this morning than last night.

Her back is to the table, as far as Steve and Sue are aware the top of Kim’s apron still cover her tits. “A good breakfast is important for keeping your strength up.”

“Umm… yes… yes thanks Kim.”

When Kim delivers my breakfast joining us at the table her apron is once more in place covering her tits.

“Sorry bro got to head to the office for a couple of hours this morning, I’ll leave you with the girls if that alright?”

“That’s fine Steve, you got to do what you have to do.”

“Alright, well I’m off see you around 11am.”

As Steve leaves Sue also gets up from the table leaving me alone with Kim, it’s now time to ask a couple questions.

“Kim last night, why, why did you come to my room, why did you have sex with me?”

“Didn’t you enjoy it?”

“I did very much but why, what made you want to have sex with me?”

“Does it matter if you enjoyed yourself?”

This is getting frustrating, all she does is deflect answering a question with a question. “It does to me, your my brothers wife.”

She gets up from the table, “We’ll talk later, I have to clean up.”

Conversation over, Kim busies herself in the kitchen before leaving the room making it very obvious that we have finished talking.

I pour myself another coffee returning to the table to mull over last night and what I should do today. The house has been quiet for a while, I decide to change and go for a walk around the neighborhood as I think.

Opening my bedroom door I find lying on my bed Sue naked, she gets up walking over to me, I study her body as she approaches. Her long hair hangs loose falling over her shoulders to partly cover her tits, like her sister she has a trimmed carpet of black hair covering her mound, with her pussy shaved smooth, as she stands in front of me with her legs spread I can see her plump pussy lips dangling between them.

“Does Mr Gary approve of my body?”

I’m taken aback by her question, I mumble “Yes,” unsure what she expects me to say.

“Does Mr Gary wish to pleasure himself with my body?”

“Sorry what?”

“If Mr Gary likes my body does he want to have sex with me?”

I’m not sure what to say or how to respond, this whole conversation is very matter of fact, there is little to no emotion in her voice or on her face. It’s like having a conversation with a robot, a very attractive, sexy robot.

Before I can say anything she pushes pass out the door mumbling “I’m sorry Mr Gary, I’m sorry,” she says sobbing, a door then slamming shut along the passage way.

I’m more confused than ever, I need some fresh air, putting my shoes on I head to the front door. I hear a voice behind me, “Gary wait,” I close the door I don’t want to talk to Kim just now, I want to think.

I wander around for a while before I stumble on a little coffee shop, I settle down with a coffee, running through my mind are the events of last night and this morning. There’s Kim’s with her usual flirting or actually more than usual flirting, Sue’s sexy revealing dress, Kim fucking me last night, flashing her tits at me this morning, then of course Sue offering her body to me.

I sit pondering everything over several cups of coffee coming up with one answer, I got no idea what’s going on, I need to get some answers from Kim.

Sitting here I lose track of time, before I know it it’s after 11am, finishing my coffee I head for home. Steve is probably back from work and they’ll all be wondering where I am.

“Hey bro, girls tell me you’ve been gone for a while everything ok?”

“Yeah sorry, found a nice coffee shop and lost track of the time.”

“No worries, I think the girls were just a little worried you got lost.”

“Nah, you know me and coffee.”

Steve chuckles, “Come on then let me show you the pool area, we can have a dip after lunch.”

“I didn’t bring any swimmers.”

“No problem you can borrow a pair of mine.”

The only problem with borrowing Steve’s swimmers is not only is he at least a size smaller than me but he only wears speedos, could be an issue if Kim is up to her usual nonsense.

My concerns are quickly realised as lunch is served, Steve and I are sitting on the deck chairs having a beer when the girls walk out with sandwiches. They are both wearing swimmers which hide very little, they have on little string bikinis.

The tops have a small diamond shape piece of fabric which only just covers their nipples, the bottoms consist of a narrow strip of fabric covering the front of their pussies which is not big enough to cover the hair on their mounds, everything held in place by strings of fabric.

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