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‘Excited Baby?’ I said to Ashley.

‘Excited about arriving but not about the long flight’ she replied.

‘At least it’s overnight so we can sleep hopefully’ I pointed out.

‘As long as there are no screaming babies’. She said as she frowned at a baby nearby.

Ashley and I were just boarding a long haul flight to Australia, for a hard earned trip away together. She looked stunning in a pair of blue jeans that perfectly showed off her great legs and amazing arse, whilst on top she wore a simple top that clung to her breasts just teasing me with a glimpse of them under her jacket. I couldn’t believe I was so lucky to be going away with this sexy girl!! I couldn’t wait to arrive in Australia to do all manner of naughty things to her in our hotel room.

Luckily the flight had a few empty seats and we managed to get three seats between the two of us which meant we could stretch out somewhat.

After we finished our meal the cabin crew announced that the main lights would be shut off to allow people to sleep if they wanted.

‘I’m gonna try and get some sleep ok baby?’ she said to me.

‘Sure, I’m gonna finish watching this movie then I might join she. Lie back against me if it’s more comfortable.’ I shifted myself into a position where she could lie comfortably on me and use me as a pillow.

She quickly fell asleep as I finished watching my film. I wasn’t really that tired so contemplated starting to watch another one, when she shifted in her sleep. As she turned over, her hand that she was using as a pillow came to rest against the crotch of my pants. I checked to see if she was awake and being cheeky, but she was still fast asleep – it was just coincidence.

From my angle I could see under the blanket and down the cleavage of her top. I could see the swell of her breast as it disappeared down into her bra, and this view combined with the hand on my crotch was very quickly turning me on.

After a minute of back and forth decision making the feelings in my cock were too strong to ignore and I decided to have some fun with her. I had a quick look around and most people were asleep with just a few people watching the tv’s in the backs of their chairs. I slid down in my seat so that I was almost lying down next to her, and she snuggled up against me. I kissed her lightly on the lips and she didn’t wake up, so I planted soft kisses all over her face and then started to kiss her neck. She sighed softly and sleepily whispered ‘what are kırşehir escort you doing baby?’

I whispered back ‘You’re so sexy I couldn’t resist you, plus you turned me on by accident before.’

I explained about how her hand had fell to my crotch and how the angle she was lying at had given me a great view down her shirt. As I got to the end of that she grabbed my head and we started kissing deeply as she pressed her body up against me.

I slid my hand along her back and down to feel her gorgeous arse, and then roamed back up her back, which elicited a quiet moan from her. I roamed all over before unhooking her bra, to free her sexy breasts. I adjusted the blanket over us to make sure what we were doing couldn’t be seen, providing we didn’t move too much, and then slipped her bra out and dropped it on the floor.

As I moved my hand around to feel her breast, we heard someone walking along the aisle, and quickly pretended to be asleep.

‘It’s so naughty thinking that we could get caught,’ she whispered, ‘God it makes me want you so bad though.’

With that we resumed kissing as I again felt around to her breast. I slowly rubbed all around her breasts, avoiding her nipples until she begged me to rub them. I slowly began to rub her nipples, which were already rock hard, as she closed her eyes in pleasure and let out a light gasp.

‘Oh god Ben, it feels like I could come just from getting my nipples rubbed!! They are so sensitive right now!! Fuck I’m so turned on Ben, my panties are soaked, I’m so wet for you.’ she whispered in my ear, as I continued to play with her nipples.

She reached down to my jeans and felt how hard I was and gave me a cheeky grin. She undid the button and then slowly zipped down my pants and then reached inside and pulled out my rock hard cock.

‘Mmmmmm someone else is turned on as well!’ she whispered as she expertly stroked my hard cock.

‘Fuck Ash that’s so good baby, oh god I want you. I really wanna be inside she right now!!’

I reached my hand down and began to rub her pussy through her jeans. She wasn’t wrong about being turned on!! I could feel her wetness through the jeans! She gasped as I rubbed harder and I knew that I had to make her come.

I undid the button on her jeans and wiggled them down enough to give me a bit of access. Now under the blanket her soaking wet pussy was only covered by a pair of lacy panties.

‘Let me take care of you malatya escort first.’ I whispered as our arms were getting tangled trying to pleasure each other. She nodded eagerly and let go of my hard cock, giving it a goodbye stroke and a wink to me.

I began to rub her pussy in earnest, just teasing her by rubbing her through her panties until they were absolutely soaked. She was trying to stay quiet as she gasped in pleasure while she pressed up against me. I pulled her panties to one side and slid one finger slowly up the length of her pussy and circled her clit. She let out an audible moan and then pressed her face hard up against my neck.

I brought my finger up to my mouth to taste her juices and as always she was wonderful.

‘Fuck you’re so sexy Ben, please make me come, my pussy is on fire.’ she whispered in my ear, as she begged me to make her come.

I slid my finger back down into the wetness of her pussy and slid two fingers inside her, causing her to gasp out loud and press her pussy into my fingers. I slid them out and began to circle her clit softly, alternating between softer and harder rubbing. She was breathing heavily as she tried not to move too much to avoid being caught. I carried on rubbing her clit, and every so often I plunged two fingers inside her increasingly wet pussy, each time causing a gasp of pleasure to escape her. She was so turned on that she didn’t take too long to get to the edge of sher orgasm.

‘Oh fuck Ben, fuck, that’s so fucking good baby!! God she know how to pleasure me!!!’ she whispered as I continued to circle her clit.

‘Fuck I’m getting so fucking close…I’m gonna come so hard!! Fuck…oh fuck babe.’ she was panting now as she got close to her orgasm.

‘Ben put your cock up against my pussy as I come! I want you to feel my wetness on your cock when I come!!’ she managed to gasp out as she approached her orgasm.

I wished that I was at the right angle to slide my cock inside her, but feeling her wetness as she came on my cock would be the next best thing. I was still rock hard and shifted slightly so that I would be ready for it when she came.

‘Fuck Ben, here it comes!! Oh fuck…shit…oh god…o my fucking god!! OH GOD BEN!! OH FUCK!! OH MY GOD!! OHH FUCK BEN I’M COMING!! OHHHHHHH FUCK!! OHHH BEN!! OHH YEA!! OH FUCK BEN!! OH BEN I’M FUCKING COMING!!! SO FUCKING HARD!!! OH GOD BEN!! Oh fuck…shit that was amazing Ben. I came so hard!!’ she managed niğde escort to complete almost all of this in a loud whisper, as she pressed up against my neck. So I’m sure someone heard but I didn’t care.

As she was coming I placed my hard cock along the length of her pussy as I felt her hot juices from her orgasm coating my cock. I desperately wanted to be inside her, as her coming on my hard cock had made me even harder.

Although still coming down from sher own orgasm, she grabbed hold of my hard cock, which was wet from her coming on it and began stroking it with great skill. I stopped her quickly…

‘Ash I can’t come anywhere though…’

‘Don’t worry, just come on me and we can clean it up with the blanket and use the spare one.’ she whispered as she grinned mischievously.

‘God Ash, you’re amazing. I’m not gonna be able to hold on for too long…I’m too turned on.’

She continued to stroke me as she pulled sher shirt up and over her head so she was totally naked on her top half.

‘Fuck Ash you’re so amazingly sexy baby. You’re gonna make me come so hard!!’

‘Ben I want your hot come all over me baby. Please give it to me!!’

‘OH GOD ASH!! OH BABY I’M GONNA COME!! OH FUCK ASH I’M COMING!! OH FUCK!! OH YEA!! OH GOD ASH!! FUCK!! OH GOD YEA ASH!! Oh fuck that was so amazing!!’

As she stroked my hard cock, the first two spurts exploded over her breasts and then the next couple hit her stomach and then she aimed my cock down and the rest of my come coated her pussy.

‘Wow Ben, that was a lot of come!! You must have really wanted me!!’ she winked as she whispered to me.

I looked at her naked top half and saw her coated in loads of my white sticky cum.

‘Wow you’re right Ash, I did come a lot!! Time to get this naughty girl cleaned up!!’ I said as I reached for the spare blanket.

‘Hold on babe I wanna taste you.’ She said as she got some come off her breasts and then licked it off her fingers.

‘Ash, have I ever told she that she are the sexiest girlfriend in the world!!’ I said.

She giggled, ‘All the time.’

I put the spare blanket over us as we used the first blanket to clean ourselves up and get ourselves redressed. We dropped the first blanket on the floor and left it to be taken away at the end of the flight.

‘Do you think she’ll let me sleep this time?’ she said as she winked at me.

‘I think that’s enough excitement for one flight.’ I said as I laughed back.

Just before we lay down to sleep I had a quick look around to see if anyone had heard. Everyone was asleep. As I scanned the room the second time I met the eyes of the stewardess, who was the only person not asleep. She winked and gave me the thumbs up….I guess we weren’t as quiet as I thought.

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All characters in this story are over the age of 18. The entire story is fiction as are all characters. Any likeness a character has to someone in real life is merely circumstantial.

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I was always told I was a tease… I guess it all came around to bite be in the ass.

I was 18 at the University of London, getting my sociology degree. my first term so far all but sucked. I was failing all my classes, I hadn’t gone to any parties and I hadn’t hooked up with any boys. It was ridiculous. I’d never called myself thirsty before, but quite frankly I could really use a good fuck. The only social contact I seemed to have was with the girl I shared an apartment with: Crystal. No, she wasn’t a stripper, but with a name like that you wouldn’t know otherwise.

It was 31st October and a Saturday, so there were a dozen halloween parties on around my campus. I had gone out and bought myself a particularly raunchy playboy bunny costume from a little boutique on the edge of town. The kind of place that you wore sunglasses and a large hat when you walked in. It was black latex with a built-in zipper between my legs, going up to my ass. Of course, I wasn’t planning on needing it for my ass: I am not that kind of a girl!

The outfit came with several optional accessories, not least of which was a fluffy puffy bunny tail, elegantly presented on the end of a small metal butt plug. The box didn’t boast such a statement and instead just showed the girl with a little bunny tail. I suppose it did state in bold letters: ‘ADULT PLAYBOY SLUT’ on the front, but damn: I didn’t expect this.

Tossing the sex ornament into my little clutch bag, I looked through the other accessories, which all were much more mundane and included a pair of bunny ears stuck onto a hair band, a little white silk bow tie and a pair of latex white gloves. As I slipped the outfit on, I felt the latex constrict around me, hugging my supple little teen body.

I looked in the mirror, now all dressed up and gave myself a twirl. My tits looked great. They really showed in this outfit, which was nice because usually my 36C’s didn’t get as much attention as one might hope. Too many chunky ladies at my school for anyone to care about mosquito bites.

I sat down at the makeup mirror and began to put on my face. 25 minutes later, I was all dolled-up and was ready to party. I had given myself smokey black eye shadow and coated my lips in pink glistening lip gloss. The boys wouldn’t be able to keep themselves off me: every one of them imagining my puffy wet lips engulfing their cock.

I headed out my dorm and headed across campus to my choice party, clutch bag in hand. I don’t know why I had decided to bring the butt plug; I just had. Before I even started ordu escort climbing the stairs to Colin’s dorm I could hear them shouting and raving. Colin was a freshman in my Quantitative Research class. He always sat in front of me and I will admit I had a little crush on him. He looked like the classic prince charming from the movies: combed back blonde hair, blue eyes, gorgeous lips, toned body, nice deep voice, etc. I felt myself get wet as I climbed. I scolded myself as I felt the damp on my shaven legs in the late night air.

With only a small black g-string between me and the glorified latex lingerie I was masquerading as an appropriate halloween costume, I found myself playing it safe most the night. I never sat down and never bent over. The outfit was hot, sure, but I wasn’t going to risk giving the entire party a view of what was underneath.

After a long night of small talk and dancing, I found myself talking with a three fellow freshmen: Two pretty fit guys called Chip and Lionel, and a small asian girl who went by Kimmie. We were stood outside on the balcony whilst the guys smoked, though I’m pretty sure it wasn’t tobacco in their roll-ups.

The wind-chill was harsh on my skinny little legs and my feet felt like they should have blood pouring out the bottoms, having endured five long hours in my monstrous 4-inch heels. My head was spinning from all the booze I’d had throughout the night and the weed smoke wasn’t helping matters.

Lionel had one last drag of his dying bud and flicked it off the edge, before walking back inside. Kimmie eagerly followed him like a little puppy, leaving me and Chip alone, the door slamming shut around the corner and the noise of the party lowering to nothing above a hum.

Up until this point, I had barely said a word. My mother had always taught me that men liked women to be seen and not heard, and as far as I could tell in the world, she wasn’t wrong. Chip was staring at me as he smoked and I felt my pale white face turn a little pink in the moonlight.

“So,” he began, “what are you supped to be?”

I gave him a bemused look back and pointed to my bunny ears, smiling. “Come on, you can’t miss it.”

“A rabbit?” He was clearly playing with me now, a small smirk creeping onto his face.

“A bunny! A playboy bunny.” I made a kissy-face and gave a little wiggle of my hips in an attempt to emphasise the “playboy” qualities.

“Oh right, sure.” He continued in an inquisitive tone: “Don’t bunnies have little tails?”

I looked back at my bulging backside, the small zip hidden and indistinguishable from the latex material that it brought together.

“Not this bunny,” I lied.

“You should get your money back,” he jeered, his smirk now visible, “a bunny without a tail, come on?”

My dutch courage kicking in, I retorted: “well if you must know, it came with a tail. I’m just not wearing it.”

“Why osmaniye escort wouldn’t you wear it?”

Oh shit! What else should I have suspected?

“Well…It’s…I…” I began to stammer.

He cut me off in my rambling. “I saw it in the store. It definitely had a tail.”

My face became one big smile as I broke into a laugh, shoving him playfully: “Oh my god! You knew?!”

“Yes, I knew,” he said back to me. “I was shocked to see someone brave enough to wear it. You have to have a good figure for that outfit.”

I gave him a little spin. “And do I pull it off?”

“Oh you pull it off, alright,” he said, stepping into me as he did, pulling one arm around my waist.

A line like that usually wouldn’t work on me. I don’t know if it was because I was drunk, or I was simply gagging for a good fuck, but I leant back into him. My arms now on his chest, I had my lips inches from his.

He pulled me in, his tongue exploring my mouth and I practically melted into him. He held me close as his hand creeps up to my chest. With remarkable precision and care he releases my breast from the bustier of the costume and begins to kneed it gently with his hand. I moan into him as he fondles me, my whole world consumed by his passionate embrace.

He pulls his lips off mine and moves to my neck, pulling me deeper into his embrace. His hand now intermittently squeezing my nipple, his other hand moved further down my back, past my waist, to my ass. I feel him gliding between my legs until his hand is caught by the zipper.

His hand lingers there as he continues to seduce my neck, whilst I gaze out onto the empty campus below us. I feel my pussy getting wet and lose complete control of myself: becoming an animal of nothing but lust. I felt like a bitch in heat as I ground myself against his body, one hand now firmly rubbing his cock over his trousers, as if I needed the genie free from his lamp. I couldn’t hold back any longer. “Unzip me,” I whispered in his ear, feeling myself soaked between my legs.

He didn’t need any more instruction. He pulled the zipper, revealing my hot swollen pussy to the open air. I felt the zip continue up to also reveal my ass, until no teeth remained. I couldn’t wait any longer, I reached behind myself, taking his hand in mine and guided his fingers past my little g-string and into my dripping wet pussy. As soon as I felt the first of his thick fingers reach inside me, I came.

You have to understand, it had been so long! I was on the verge of cumming all night, what with the latex rubbing against me for so long. His fingers were the first human contact my little body had received in over 4 months and I clearly needed it.

After the initial orgasm was over, he quickly repositioned me, spinning me around and standing behind me so that he could get a better angle to both finger and grope me at the same time. sinop escort I was now looking at the brick wall to the apartment. The hum of the party still quiet, told me that the balcony door around the corner remained closed.

He slipped another finger inside me and I felt myself building again to a second orgasm. I felt myself snap out of my lust-fuelled daze long enough to consider how selfish I was being: I should probably suck him off. My mind quickly slipped back into a red haze as he firmly gripped my nipple between his thumb and forth-finger. I felt the involuntary arching of my back, pushing my head back and let a little moan escape my lips.

Once again he began to kiss my neck. I felt his teeth scrape across my tender flesh, the feeling echoing out as goosebumps down my arm. My next orgasm rising to the top, he retracted his fingers from inside me and moved upwards to my clitoris, where his soaking wet fingers massaged into me with deliberate strokes. My moans twisted, becoming new sounds that to this day I am not sure I could make if I tried. My mouth made an ‘O’ shape as he pinched my nipple hard between his fingers and I felt myself cum. He strummed me like a guitar as I felt myself ejaculate for the first time in my life, squirting on the floor of the balcony as I made a high-pitched cry of utter pleasure, my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

When it all ended, I slumped against him, my arms struggling to find something to hold as my feet had lost their footing. In my drunken state I panicked and shot a look to the entrance to the balcony, which to my relief was still empty. He picked me up, guiding me with his hand to my feet and I clutched the balcony railing.

It took several minutes for me to calm down. In that time, he had clambered round behind me once more and taken the liberty of zipping me back up, my pussy now encased in it’s metal prison. I forced the outfit back over my chest and pulled out my phone to check my makeup. Of course, it was totally fine – thank God I use waterproof EVERYTHING.

I turned to him and he kissed me once more. It was a fleeting embrace before he let me go, backing up to the apartment, away from the ledge… away from me.

“Call me, baby,” were the last words I heard from him before seeing him disappear around the corner and out of site. In my hand, I clutched a scrap of paper he had left. On it was simply 10 digits and a little ‘x’.

The journey home was cold, especially in my dishevelled post-orgasm state. The booze kept me somewhat warm and by the time I got across campus it was even starting to get light. Chip was nowhere to be seen when I had returned inside and honestly I didn’t see a reason to stick around without him there. I did see Kimmie getting a rather public fondling from Lionel on the couch just before I left. Thank God Chip was more subtle!

When I got back, I stripped down and hopped in the shower. Pulling on some comfy PJ’s, I clambered into bed, exhausted. I pulled out my phone and typed up a message to Chip, before thinking better of it. ‘You gotta keep em’ keen’, my mom’s voice ringed in my ear.

I set my phone down and rolled over. The next thing I knew, I was in a deep dream-filled sleep.

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The Korean War was sending our country’s men to battle. Although I was posted in Korea with my family, I never did get to see action. Instead, I was assigned to an organization that required the highest security clearance by the government. We dealt with coded messages. “For the Eyes of the President Only” was my classification.

My family lived in a cluster of duplex buildings with entrances at each end. This allowed two families to live in the same building. Our family shared a building with a Captain from Hospital Administration and his wife, Alice.

My wife was a nurse who applied for a job at the Base Hospital. She was hired for the night duty shifts because the commissioned army nurses, who normally worked that shift, wanted their nights free for sleeping with their doctor friends.

The Hospital Administration Captain at the other end of the quarters was admitted to the hospital as a patient, which allowed the spouses at each end of the building quite a degree of freedom. I knew Alice was visiting her husband at the hospital. Even though her three children were old enough to stay home alone, mine were not, so I watched TV and put my two toddlers to bed.

It was during the 10 o’clock news that I heard the knock at the door. It was Alice and she didn’t wait to be invited in. I closed the door and lowered the volume on the TV. I could smell whiskey on her breath as she entered. She didn’t stagger though so I knew she wasn’t drunk enough to mistake our front door for hers.

This was the first time I had really noticed her. She was about 5’3″ and weighed approximately 130 pounds. Her legs stretched out from her black dress and I felt that she was stretching them even more to make me notice. She made some small talk and I tried to keep the conversation going as I wondered what she wanted.

My kids were asleep so I lowered my voice and noticed that she was talking in a soft, sexy tone. She had nice tits but I knew a bra was holding them up.

I waited for her to take the lead in the conversation and I felt she knew it.

“I have wanted to do this for a long time.” She broke a moment of silence.

“Do what?” I hoped for a hint and got it.

“Can I see your bedroom?” she asked.

I hesitated trying to guess what she was thinking and decided to take a gamble. “Sure,” I said, “but I would like to know if you are wearing panties.”

I knew this would reveal her true interests or send her rushing out the front door. She hesitated as if I had asked her the wrong thing. Then she stood up and started toward karaman escort the bedroom. Because all of the buildings were built the same, she knew the way.

“Yes,” she said and I reached out for her hand. I led her into the bedroom and locked the door. I took her in my arms.

“So you want me to fuck you. Is that all?”

“First I want you to eat my pussy,” she replied.

“You’ve been talking to my wife.” I replied. “Doesn’t your old man eat your pussy?”

At an army post, wives felt they could talk openly about their sex lives. They were lonely and alienated from the real world. Their neighbors were not like real neighbors. They were travelers on a brief journey through the highway of life talking to the passengers in the adjacent seat who would leave at the next intersection. They could be trusted to never break the confidence bond.

My wife was just experiencing oral sex for the first time and was willing to trust Alice. Alice had already confided to her about a neighbor who had bragged about a mirror on the ceiling above her bed. I believe it was then my wife shared with her the fact that I performed oral sex.

“I want you to eat me,” said Alice. She pulled her dress over her head. “Here it is.” She lay down on the bed with her legs pulled together.

I ripped her panties off and grabbed her cunt in my hand. I had her total pussy; burying three fingers in her slit and pressed her clit with my thumb. She yelled in pain and then began to moan with pleasure.

With my free hand I dropped my pants and all eight inches stretched out. Normally I treated my lovers gently but she had asked for it. I grabbed her hair and yanked her face toward my hot cock. I slapped all eight inches across her nose. Pre-cum splattered over her face.

What could she do? Here she was on my bed, her legs spread to reveal an abundance of hair on the mound that led to the moist lips below. She was in my control and she had to do my bidding. If she didn’t, I would have her reputation in my hands.

“You know you have to do whatever I want. I am going to ask you to do something. Do you understand?”

“Yes. I know I will do what you ask. The women tell me how good it feels and I am dying to feel a tongue on my pussy. You tell me what you want. I’ll do anything.” Her voice told me that she was at my mercy.

I had long fantasized about the sexy neighbor with the mirror over her bed. She used to walk into a woody area behind the quarters to pick blue berries. I often followed but went into a different kars escort area. I pretended to pick berries too but always tried to find her and watch her well-shaped ass in her tight shorts. Also I knew about her mirror.

“Have you ever had sex with a woman?”

“No.” she answered. “I have wondered about making love to another woman but never tried.”

“You know that woman who has a mirror on the ceiling over her bed. She’ll be easy. You only have to get her to show you the mirror again. Get in bed to test the mirror and see what she does. When you do, I want you to record all the intimate details on a tape recorder I will give to you.”

“I will. I’ll do anything if you will eat my pussy.” She was pleading.

“Maybe, but first I want to teach you how to deep throat my cock. Take it with your mouth now and hold still.” I shoved all eight inches in. She began to struggle.

“I can’t breathe when you put it all the way in.” Her voice was panicky. “I want to please you but I have to breathe.”

I grabbed her head and turned it upwards so I could get away from her windpipe and into her esophagus.

I felt the throbbing head of my cock slide through the entrance to her esophagus and it was my turn to shake and tremble with pleasure. Now I had to teach her to use her esophagus. I always thought of it as a muscle.

“Now I want you to swallow the head of my cock. Come on, make like you are swallowing my cum. Go ahead. Taste my cock as it leaks juice.” I started pushing my hips into her mouth and felt my balls slapping against her chin.

I rammed it all the way in and had my cock head trapped in her swallowing muscle as she began to open and close it and I felt a tremendous surge on my balls. I struggled to hold my fluid in as long as possible but she was fighting to suck my cock even deeper.

With one surging wave, my cum spurted once, then again and again. She didn’t gag – every ounce of my repeated waves dropped into her stomach. My pole quickly subsided and was free of the muscle that pumped so perfectly.

Then, and only then, did she taste my load. As the final ounce of my sperm leaked into her mouth, she had a new gleam in her eyes. Freeing her mouth, she whispered, “I like the taste. Can you do it again?”

“It will take a few minutes. If I am going to eat your pussy good, you have to pull the hood off your clit.” Both of Alice’s hands rushed to the joy opening between her legs. She spread the lips of her cunt apart and pulled the skin back towards her face.

So far, kıbrıs escort this was working out better than I had expected. She was fully submissive and was now my slave. I took both of her ankles in my hand and spread her legs apart. This gave me a full view of her slippery pussy lips. Her tiny clit was barely visible.

I slipped my tongue into her vagina and she erupted like a volcano, with her hips rising up to bounce against my chin. I tongue fucked her for a full minute and she had two orgasms. They were what I like to call mini orgasms. When I got to her clit, though, I wanted her to fall off the mountain. She pulled the hood back even further as my tongue began its march up to the nub of pleasure.

Her hands grabbed her nipples and pinched them so hard I expected her to cry out in pain.

She was moaning and thrusting her clit up against my tongue. I started moving my tongue from just above her ass hole and dragged it slowly towards her clit. Every time I reached her nub of heavenly pleasure, she uttered in a low voice, “my God.”

After the fifth call out to heaven, I stopped the movement of my tantalizing tongue and swirled it around her now swollen clit. Her body twisted violently and then she suddenly went limp.

I knew what happened. She fell ass first off the mountain into a maxi climax. I wasted no time. Her pussy was tight and her body was now available to me as if she was a virgin; her cunt lips closed a trap.

There was only one thing for me to do. I leaped over her limp body and forced my cock into her swollen pussy lips and into the quivering oasis of her body.

It wasn’t a mirage. She began to recover from her orgasmic faint and looked at me. “What happened to me? Whatever it was, I liked it. “

“Fuck me. Fuck me harder and faster,” she pleaded as she felt something strange.

I knew what she was experiencing. She had experienced a mini climax first and she was now experiencing a vaginal orgasm. How do I know that? I knew because it had happened before and it had scared me at the time. I knew because a past lady love had experienced the same emotion and had told me what happened to her.

“Ahhhhhh…yes, hon…….give it to me……fuck fuck fuck…..ahhhhhh…… yes…….yes…….I’m cumming.”

She became a bucking mare as she experienced the climax that would make her clit so sensitive that she tried to hold my hips away from a full thrust, so I rested, knowing that the sensation would ease and she would want me again.

As her breathing returned to normal, I turned my attention to my needs. I was the rider and she was the mare who didn’t want to buck me off. I stayed in the saddle of her pussy until I released my load of cum.

She bucked in her final orgasm with me. Our eyes locked in understanding. In only one visit, we became sex slaves to the each other.

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Author’s Note: This is the third chapter, so you may want to read the first and second before reading this story. Thank you to my readers, I hope I didn’t make you wait too long! As always, please vote, comment, and/or send feedback. Thank you for reading!

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Gabe woke to Raine trying to slip out of bed unnoticed. His arm reached out to circle her waist just as her feet were touching the floor. Gently, he pulled her back into his embrace.

What was he doing? Raine wondered. Here she was in a panic because they had unprotected sex again, and he was acting like they were some old married couple. She had to get up and shower, so why couldn’t he just let her go?

She struggled a little against his grasp, but while he was gentle he was also very strong. Raine gave up. It actually wasn’t that bad to be lying next to him in bed. If it weren’t for the fact that she wasn’t on birth control, it might actually be great. Gabe nuzzled the back of her neck.

“Good morning Beautiful,” he whispered into her ear.

She wanted to resist, but she couldn’t. She rolled over and kissed him. It was soft and sweet, and just the way she had wanted to wake up every day for the rest of her life. She wanted to be hopeful that it would work out, but she had to be realistic too. Rae stretched and turned to look at Gabe.

“So what do you normally do on Sundays?” he asked.

“Well, usually I do my grocery shopping. Then I go down to the beach for a couple of hours, and after that I come back here to read or paint.”

“So when do we go shopping Honey?”

“First off, you haven’t earned the right to call me Honey,” she said, even though she liked it, “and second, I would normally leave for the market in about an hour. I still need to shower.”

One moment Raine was in bed, and the next she was in Gabe’s arms as he carried her to the shower. She squealed and clutched at his shoulder. She didn’t want to fall, but she shouldn’t be worried because Gabe would never drop her.

She didn’t want to get too comfortable with Gabe, but she had to admit that she had fantasized about sex with Gabe and showering with Gabe when they were in Guam. Raine had craved moments like this, but now she was afraid to want more. Did she really know Gabe that well? Not really. Did she love him? She still wasn’t sure. Try as she might though, she couldn’t turn him away yet.

Together they stood naked in front of her shower. Gabe looked just as scrumptious as ever. They way he was looking at her made her feel like a goddess. He was eating her up with his eyes; it was obvious.

She really was gorgeous, Gabe thought. There were four pale triangles of skin on her body that he found intriguing. She must wear a skimpy bikini. The thought of his gypsy in a bikini turned him on hardcore. He couldn’t stand it any longer. Gabe led her into the shower with him under the hot water and pulled her close.

When they kissed it was hot and wet. Tongues were thrusting and mouths were hungry. Gabe spanked her luscious ass and she whimpered into his mouth. It was so sexy. Knowing that he could have his way with her whenever he wanted aroused him. hatay escort Gabe would never force her, but he liked the fact that he could. There were times he liked to sit back and enjoy being ridden, but usually he liked to be in control. He loved having a wildcat underneath him bucking while he fucked her.

Raine didn’t want to admit it, but she was so fucking horny. She wanted his cock, again. It made her feel like a horny teen to want it so badly, but she couldn’t help what she felt. She slid a hand down his body to his dick. He was already rock hard.

If she was touching him like this, Gabe wasn’t going to wait any longer. He lifted her up and pinned her against the wall. She wrapped her legs around him and he shoved his hard cock into her wet pussy. She screamed out in pleasure and it echoed off the shower walls. Last night had been sweet, but now Gabe was feeling primitive. All he knew was that he wanted to brand Raine as his. He wanted to fuck her until she never thought of fucking someone else.

Rained raked her nails down his back. God, his cock felt so fucking good. She had no idea how she’d gone without sex for so long. Gabe was making her remember that she loved it. She wrapped her legs even tighter around his waist. Trying to contain her moans was useless.

Gabe hoped he wasn’t hurting her, but he couldn’t hold back. He pounded his cock into her over, and over, and over again. He was fucking her so hard he could feel himself bumping her cervix with every thrust. She was clawing and biting at him like a wild thing and he loved it. If the tiles on the wall weren’t cracked by the time they were done, it’d be a miracle.

Raine could feel her orgasm coming. If last night had been a tidal wave, today would be a tsunami. She tried to hold on, but there was no way to prepare for it. She was getting so close, she’d be cumming soon. Her teeth sank into his shoulder just as her orgasm hit. She came screaming with her body arching into his arms. Spasms were shaking her even as she heard Gabe roar. She could feel his cum coating the inside of her pussy while she was still quivering against him.

She would have collapsed if Gabe hadn’t caught her when he took a step back. Her legs felt useless. Together, they rinsed off. Gabe was a little wobbly himself, but he managed to carry her back to bed. So much for getting to the store in an hour, Raine thought. They both fell back asleep wrapped up in each other’s arms.

***

That afternoon they went to the beach together. While they were out doing her weekly shopping earlier Gabe had bought a pair of swim trunks. In hindsight, he really should have spent a little more time packing. He’d been too excited to be free to pursue Rae. He had rushed out of Guam less than a day after he was done with the service. His apartment was still untouched. He would still have to pack everything.

At the beach they swam a little, and Gabe watched her while she tanned. The way he was smiling at her made her dizzy. He did look like a man in love. He had never looked that way at Morgan. Speaking of, she had no idea how she was going to break ığdır escort the news to Morgan. Her friend would be furious with her, though she didn’t have a reason; Raine had done her best to be a good friend. It wasn’t her fault that her best friend’s vacation fuck-buddy had fallen for her, was it?

Oh well, she’d deal with that when she had to, IF she had to. She still wasn’t sure if Gabe would stick around, no matter what he said. Raine was sure she could find an excuse to get out of ladies’ night this Tuesday. She would just have to get an imaginary stomach flu that was all.

After a couple hours at the beach, they headed back to her apartment. Instead of painting or reading, she was going to watch one of her new movies with Gabe. Together they had gone to the video store and chosen a few new flicks to see. They even got some old school jiffy pop.

They spent the evening together on the couch watching movies. At one point they even had popcorn wars. Gabe had to admit, he was happier than he had been in a long time. It was amazing how much the simple things mattered. As dainty as she was, Raine had a strong grip on his heart. There was no way in Hell he was going to let her slip through his fingers again.

It was about midnight when Rae finally made him leave. Gabe tried as he had the night before to talk her into letting him stay the night, but it didn’t work.

“I don’t want to leave Baby. I’d be thinking of you all night.”

“I have to work tomorrow Gabe. I have to get up early, and I need my sleep. What I don’t need is a distraction. You can call me tomorrow after I get out of work at five.”

“Alright. I’ll call you tomorrow. I love you Rae,” Gabe responded.

Raine wasn’t quite sure what to say. She was still trying to decide if she felt the same. Feelings were rarely in black and white. She decided to say nothing; she simply ushered him out the door. When he was gone, she felt lonely. It took her a while to fall asleep that night.

The next morning she went through her normal routine of getting ready for the office. She was the best paid secretary at Wyndham Advertising. Her boss, Brandon Wright, was CEO of the company. It had all started with a lowly temp job, but she had worked hard to get where she was now. It helped that she’d been an art major in college with a minor in business.

Her office attire for the day was a blue dress with a slate colored suit jacket. The dress had a slight v-neck but still managed to look professional. The hem hit right at her knees, and her navy blue peep-toe shoes helped accent her toned calves. Her hair was twisted up into a curly bun and she wore light makeup. She was still beautiful, it was just more subtle. She didn’t want to send the wrong message at work.

At the office, she had about an hour to prepare before the boss came in. She liked to get there early so that she had a chance to organize everything for Mr. Wright. They got along great, and he actually asked for her advice on a lot of their ads. They’d been working together for nearly two years now; Raine hoped they’d be working together longer still.

Sure enough, ısparta escort an hour later he strolled through the door. He looked as professional as he always did; he wore a cobalt blue suit with a pale grey shirt underneath. The contrast made it work.

“Good morning Rae, how are you?” he asked in his British accent. She had to admit, when they had first started working together, that accent had made her melt into putty. Now she was used to hearing that voice give days out of seven. It may seem unprofessional to allow him to call her Rae, but they spent too much time together to be so formal. Of course she referred to him as Mr. Wright in front of the other staff, but when it was just the two of them, they saw no need to be so formal. In a way, they were more like friends than CEO and secretary.

“I’m good. How are you Brandon?”

“Good Sweets, but I’m not sure I believe you’re as good as you claim missy. What’s with those circles under your pretty eyes?”

Raine smiled at him. He really was a sweetheart, but she didn’t feel like discussing Gabe with him. They were close, but not that close.

“I’m fine B, just a little sleepy. Are you ready to get to work?”

“I sure am Love. To my office?”

“To your office. It’s time to get to work.”

All morning they worked on their new advertisements for a jewelry company. Raine helped him adjust the graphics for the magazine ads and made some suggestions. They were a great team. Rae’s stomach had just begun growling when the lunch hour hit.

“Do you want to go to lunch together Rae?”

“Sure, our favorite Thai place?”

“Who’s favorite Thai place?” Gabe said.

What was Gabe doing here? Raine did a double take to make sure she wasn’t imagining it. It wasn’t her imagination; it was Gabe. Who the Hell did he think he was? Did he really think he could stroll into her office uninvited and unannounced? He didn’t look happy either.

“Gabriel, what are you doing here?” Raine asked him.

“I came to surprise you and take you to lunch, but it looks like you already have plans. Who is he, Rae?”

Gabe almost seemed angry. He looked dangerous, and he was looking at Brandon.

“HE is my boss. Brandon Wright, CEO of the company.”

Raine began inching her way in between Gabe and Brandon. The situation was starting to get sticky. She would not be happy if anything happened to her boss. She had to give him credit; Brandon looked like he could hold his own.

“Raine, who is HE?” Brandon asked.

“His name is Gabriel Kalos. He’s an overprotective friend that came to visit for a short while from Guam. He’ll be leaving soon.”

Gabe was pissed. Who did this British pansy think he was to be hitting on his woman? And what was Rae doing being so friendly with her boss? He didn’t like the looks of it, one bit. He wanted to smack the guy around, but he had to wait to have a good reason. He didn’t want Raine mad at him, yet he had the feeling that it was inevitable.

Gabe was starting to look more and more agitated. She’d never seen him this way. Raine could tell that he was spoiling for a fight.

“He doesn’t seem very friendly Darling,” her boss responded.

The pet name seemed to break the last straw for Gabe. Nobody was going to get in the way of him and his woman. He began striding across the room. Raine started to panic. This wasn’t going to end well.

“Gabe, no!!” she shouted.

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Catalina sat on the bed wondering what the night would hold in store for her. The excitement and anticipation mounted with each moment, as she waited for Brock to arrive. They had met on line and became chatroom lovers only months before. Now in a dark hotel room she waited.

It was a balmy night in Allentown. Brock needed a drink to relax his shaky nerves before he met the women of his dreams. She was beautiful, intelligent and very sexy. He finished his shot of bourbon and left the bar. The hotel was next door; the room number burned into his memory, “Room #8”. He stood staring at the door not sure of what he would do “if.” There were so many ifs!

He turned the knob. The door opened to a darken room. Brock knew that she was there; he could smell the perfume she had told him she wore. From the other side of the room, Catalina rose to greet him. She was in awe of the silhouette standing before her, tall and lean. She greeted him in a deep sultry voice, “Good evening my love.” Catalina stood there breathless as Brock approached his movement strong and masculine. Her heart pounded as he drew closer. Brock, thinking about how he had waited so long for this moment, imagining how she would feel in his arms, reached out to take her hand. He pulled her to him, taking in her scent as he embraced her in his powerful arms. The softness of her lush body molded to his firm form, melting together as though she was very much a part of him.

Taking her face in his hands, Brock bent slightly to kiss her deep and long, causing Catalina to swoon, her knees growing weak. Scooping her up, Brock carried her to the nearby bed. Gently he placed her on the bed. Catalina reached to hastily unbutton Brock’s crisp linen shirt. The spicy smell he exuded permeated the night air, driving Catalina wild with passion. The need to devour him overtook her. A rush of memories of how they played on line filled her head.

Leaning into his body, she began to remove his shirt, kissing her way down his muscular chest, with each button she undid. Licking his nipples; tasting his spicy heated flesh. Brock held her head close, guiding her head down the length of his body, needing her to release the flame that burned deep with in him.

Brock lay back, giving Catalina full eskişehir escort control of his body. Disrobing him piece by piece, Catalina explored his body as though she already knew every inch. Familiarizing herself with what she had played with in her mind over and over again. Releasing Brock’s belt with trembling fingers, she knew he was well endowed from the description he had given her in their hours of play. Slowly, Catalina pealed down Brock’s form fitting leather pants, exposing the treasure she sought. She saw man cock spring to life before her eyes — Not quite what she had expected. To her relief, Brock’s cock was not as large as she had thought.

Leaning forward, she gently kissed the head of his cock, feeling the silky softness with her lips as she rubbed it across her full lips. Her tongue, flicking out between her lips, teased the head of Brock’s cock. Wrapping her tongue around his cock, she slowly sucked it into her hot wet mouth. Catalina could hear a groan escape from Brock’s throat. As his hands tangled into Catalina’s long red hair, guiding his cock deep into her throat, she sucked hard on his member. Now, relaxing slightly, pushing down, Catalina let Brock’s Hard Hot Cock penetrate her contracting throat. Drawing it deep into her throat, filling her hungry mouth, she sucked harder and harder. She reached up, massaging Brock’s Balls, enticing them to give up his juices she so desired.

Reaching down, Brock reluctantly took Catalina by the shoulders, lifting her up over his body and onto her back in one swift fluid movement. He could not allow her to continue to tantalize his cock the way she had been. He would have spilled his seed at any moment. Brock opened the shoestring ties that held the filmy gown to her swollen breasts — Now heaving with the beat of her pounding heart. Like Catalina, Brock searched her body, looking for the little birthmark she had told him about. There between her breasts was the heart-shaped birthmark. Brock kisses it with a loving remembrance of his dreams of her.

Gently he took each nipple into his mouth, suckling them hungrily. Catalina arched her back and with her hand drew Brock’s head down onto her breast, loving the tingling rushing through her body, causing gaziantep escort her juices to trickle down her thighs. A perfect triangle of pleasure rushes through her. From her tits’ being seared by the heat of Brock’s mouth, to her eager pussy awaiting the attention of his promising mouth. Moving from Catalina’s lush breast, Brock leans up to kiss her full trembling lips, sucking on her bottom lip — sending a thrill through Catalina’s body. With a tenderness she had never known before, Brock overwhelmed her senses. She needed this dream man more than she could have thought possible.

Brock breaks the sweetness of their kiss to assault her eager breasts again as he continues down her voluptuous but lean body. Over her belly, Brock smiles when he sees the ruby jewel so carefully placed in her navel. He remembered her telling him how one day she would dance for him. Such a sensuous dance belly-dancing is. Licking around the jewel sends shivers through her flaming body. First, nibbling and kissing his way to one side of her full round hips, he proceeds to the other, Catalina’s body squirming under his searing lips. His hand wandering down to the dew of her sweet pussy — Her body reacting to his every touch. Brock’s passion for this mystery women of his dream grew ever more.

Feeling the wetness of Catalina’s pussy, Brock needed to taste her sweet treasure. Sliding between her legs, pushing them apart to allow him a greater view of her secret passage, with flattened tongue Brock lapped up the length of Catalina’s slit. With a delicious delight, Brock tasted the honey, remembering she had told him of the sweetness of her skin. With his tongue pushing deeper into Catalina’s pussy, She moaned with such pleasure. Brock had never heard such a musical sound, increasing his ardor, so as to make her sing for him.

Her body rolled with a wave of graceful movement under his sweet torture. She could not hold back when he attacked her clit with a hungry mouth, sucking it hard and deliberately. From deep within her soul, she could feel the waves of pleasure course through her body. From deep in her throat a sound broke through. Continuous moans, building deeper and deeper, she gave in to her orgasm. Sweet liquid spurt giresun escort from her convulsing pussy as she grasped Brock’s head, pressing against his tongue as he lapped and fucked her pussy, riding his face with every spasm that shot through her.

Quickly climbing up, Brock thrust his hardened cock between her legs. Catalina’s eyes shot open in surprise as she realized what had happened. A surge of bitter-sweet pain shot through her. A tear glistened on her eyelid. Her dream was now a reality. Brock would now know her secret — He was her first.

She had been with men before, but had only gone as far as oral sex, which she had perfected. Catalina attacked life and mastered each aspect of it. Now, Brock had given her the next passion she would master. Thrusting her hips up to meet his every stroke, the pain subsided to a rapture she could never imagine. Brock, not wanting to stop his assault on such a sweet tight pussy, could feel the sudden pop as his thrusts broke through. He suddenly realized what had happened. A mix of feelings rushed through him — Pleasure, respect and fear. Yet, Catalina clung to him, giving herself to him. Her sweet pussy grabbing his cock, milking him of his very essence. He couldn’t control himself any longer. A primal growl escaped his throat as he shot his seed deep inside of the dream he now possessed. Violent shock waves of passion wracked both their bodies, as Catalina’s orgasm grew longer and stronger. Thick hot liquid oozed out around Brock’s plunging cock. With one final moan in unison, they collapsed in each others arms.

Brock raised his body up on one arm, rolling to her side. He asked, “Are you alright? Why didn’t you tell me?” With one tear glistening on her cheek. She said, “I didn’t want to lose the dream we shared on line, and I knew I wanted you to be my first.”

In A surprised voice he asked, “How old are you?”

“I am 28 as I have told you.”

“Why did you wait so long?”

Brock could faintly hear what she had to say. Rolling her head to one side, in a whisper, she said, “I was a nun up to two years ago.”

Sitting bolt upright, Brock gasps as the words shot from his lips, “A NUN?!”..At that realization, his tone softened. “A nun.”

Catalina sat up by him. “Please don’t worry. This is my choice, and i needed to experience a bit of the fantasies and dreams we’ve shared.”

“I felt the same Catalina. I needed to share your sweet tenderness and wild imagination.” Smiling shyly at her as he wrapped his arms around her. “Thank you for this gift of your sweet body.”

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We all have problems with our washing machines. Out of all household appliances it is the most vulnerable machine to go on the blink. Saying that, my old machine was ten years old before it gave up the ghost.

I let my fingers do the walking through the local town directory and came up with a young guy because his advertisement sounded honest and to the point and he professed to be cheap. The old saying, ‘You get nowt for nowt.’ was one which I did not take heed of.

Any way, Lex answered my cry for help.

‘I have called about your washing machine, Madam!’

‘Oh! Yes! Come in. It’s in the kitchen! Come this way.’

To a woman of 58, every young man is good looking. Lex was as ugly as sin, but to me he was my St Lancelot. When I knew he was coming, I had thrown off my old pinny, changed my dress to a daring button up the front red and white floral print. I was even wearing silk underwear and stockings and suspender belt! I hadn’t dressed up like this since the last time I went to the doctors for an internal! If I remember right I cleaned my teeth three times, just in case he looked in there too. We women are funny, are we not?

Well, when your hubby has been poorly for three years with some unknown incurable disease you don’t look after yourself the same. A visitor to my house – my sanctuary, was a Royal occasion for me. Amazingly throughout the years I had kept my figure. Still slipped easily into a size 12 dress, My 34c breasts were still quite shapely as I had never had any children to punish them. At 5ft.8inches tall I carried myself well and I had never been really ill-sick in my whole life. Although, before I married Randolph, I was known as the, Wild One!

Enough of that, I showed Lex through to the kitchen, spun round half way along the passage and caught him staring at my ass. “Good Lord! The lady still had it!” I thought dryly to myself. In the good old days gone by I might have had it! Those were the day when Rosemary used to get wolf whistles galore. That’s me folks. The lady was a tart too. I started to roll my bum along the passage, can you believe that? Hands up! Which of you ladies reading this would walk like a tart in front of a guy you had just met? Keep your hands up, I haven’t counted you all yet!

He pulled out the machine and I was mortified at the amount of muck behind it, even a pair of knickers I had lost several years back which I had accused my husband, Randolph for nicking them for his private use. We won’t go into that just now, but I did think he was a knickers nickerer for ages afterwards until one day he came back from the shops with a pack of six to shut me up. Wasn’t fussy for them, they were floral and I like self-coloured. They were too thick too. Made my pussy itch something awful!

Anyway, Lex picked them up and with a cheeky grin on his face.

‘These yours, Madam?’

‘Well! They are no one else’s.’

I threw them into the waste bin nonchalantly. I could always get them out again after he had gone. I made a cup of tea while he took the back off the machine. He chatted away about this and that and I decided he was a nice lad. Clean and honest. Of course I was lively and chatty back and I suddenly realised he was chatting me up! The more he teased me, the more he had me blushing. Rosemary, the old has-been! He was actually chatting me up, for what? He didn’t fancy me, did he?! It’s unbelievable! I could have swore my breasts were swelling! The way he was staring at them, he believed they were! My nipples felt like beach pebbles.

‘Finally, when he pulled his head of blonde hair and blue eyes out of the innards of the machine he said, ‘I am sorry madam, your machine is kaput! The main motor has gone. The drum bearings are worn out. The mounting bearings have elazığ escort worn out too. I could sell you a more up-to-date second hand machine with a years guarantee for less than the price to fix your machine. Plus the fact that this one is unfixable as they do not make this type any more and what spares there are available would cost you an arm and a pretty leg.’ he had me blushing again when his deep blues eyes travelled up and down from my house slippers up to my reddening bosoms.

‘What do I do then? My name is Rosemary, not Madam.’

‘Pleased to meet you, Rosemary. Mines Lex, not – Hey! You!. You can come down to my shop and see the machines I have to sell. If you come with me now! I can have the new machine installed by this evening and I could get this one dumped for you.’

‘Would you do that? I would be ever so grateful! Yes I will come with you. Just let me go to the loo first.’

I sat on the loo, feeling as excited as a school girl. Lex had been chatting me up and my knickers had actually got wet! I was going to change them and decided against it. Some men including my husband in his younger loving days loved my knickers crotch to be wet and smelly. Very often he would go down to bended knee and kiss me through them and gently inch them down over my thighs – which always made me petulantly pussy proud in an aggressive sort of way. Talking about Randolph, he was away just now in a hospice for a week to give me chance of a respite from looking after him 24/7as I was his registered carer.

Lex was standing at the bottom of the stairs when I came down and he brazenly looked up the skirt of my dress. I actually felt myself blushing again! A woman of fifty-eight blushing! He was lining me up! The very thought was making me feel randy. I was almost old enough to be his Granny!

Randolph has told me many times to go out on the town and get myself a man and that he wouldn’t mind me bringing him home. He said he was aware of my needs. I had never taken him up on his offer.

I got into the van with him after he had cleared the seat of the remains of a meal and a girly magazine off it. I felt flattered.

‘Sorry, Rosemary, I don’t usually carry passengers.’

‘Obviously not! Not real ones anyway.’

He chuckled and replied, ‘You would give them birds in there a run for their money with legs like you have, Rosemary!’

‘Do you talk to your Granny the way you talk to me, Lex?’

‘If she looked like you I would.’

I picked the magazine off the floor from between my legs and flicked through its pages. It was full of nudes in all kinds of vulgar poses. Some shaved others with quite large forests of pubic hair. I felt my nipples getting erect and my loins taking on heat. It reminded me of my college days when girls were girls with girls at night, sharing rooms and beds behind locked doors. I used to keep mine shaved, then.

‘Have you ever posed to have your picture taken?

‘Like this? No! Never! I wouldn’t have dared!’

‘You could be the most beautiful granny!’

‘I have never had children, Lex.’

‘Well, you know what I mean, I think you are a honey.’

‘Where are you going, Lex? Are you thinking what I think you are thinking? You want to get into my knickers?’

‘Why not? I think we would both enjoy it. When did your husband give you a length of his boner last?’

I went to rebuke him for his impudence and shut my mouth again without uttering a word. He was propositioning me and I suddenly realised I was wanting what he was so blatantly offering. My eyes were on the bulge in his trousers. I had never looked at another man like that before. There was an electricity between us and it was not static. I think he read that I was game erzincan escort and he was right. I was fidgeting on my vulva. It had been over three years. I might be brain dead, but I was not pussy dead. I still had my fantasies. I still had my needs. I still yearned for a man’s cock inside me. Why not Lex’s?

We turned off the road and drove down a short lane and he stopped at some gates and he got out and opened them. He got back in and drove the van into a yard and parked and went back and shut the gates. He showed me into a building which wasn’t a shop, it was a workshop! It felt a bit weird, a bit co-spiritual. A cold shiver ran up and down my back and my anus retracted spasm-like. A girl could shout and scream in this place and not be heard. I knew without a shadow of doubt that in this place I was going to lose my three-year-old virginity. I wanted it to happen there and then. For him to push me up against the doors and lift me up onto his cock.

Instead he marched me down a line of machines, telling me the price of each, the age and what they could do. All I was thinking was what he could do, to me!

I asked him, ‘Do they work, Lex?’

‘No water supply here, Rosemary. I have a display model in my office, it is for sale, would you like to see that? It is more cosy in there.’

‘I think I would like that.’ The look I gave him told him that it was going to be all his nicest days he had spent on earth rolled into one.

We moved into the office and it was surprisingly comfortable there were a desk, easy chairs, a sofa with cushions. A drinks cabinet and the machine itself was butted against a wooden structure on the same level as the top of the machine. It was upholstered with a pillow-like cushion on it.

Lex displayed the machine in detail and finally finished with, ‘It is also a marvellous sex aid, Rosemary.’

I knew what was coming, but I still managed to squeak, ‘How come?’

‘It’s a fuck-machine, Rosemary. Would you like me to demonstrate it to you?’

Before I could reply He went to a drawer in the adjoining structure and took out a bath towel which he spread over the machine and he flicked a switch. He then programmed the machine and he swung round and lifted me up in his arms and he placed me bum down onto the machine. Then he ran his hands up my thighs underneath my dress and held me tightly down to the machine which suddenly went into a high spin cycle! Then he reached over into the drawer and took out a vibrator and he switched it on and fed it in between my legs under my already wet pussy lips.

I moaned out loud and held onto him as the added sensations made me cum and cum and cum again. I had never felt anything like this in my whole sexual life. His hands moved to my breasts and he was scissor pinching my nipples between his fingers. I sought his lips and tongue and kissed him passionately. Then he pulled my hand towards him and placed his long hard penis into my hand. I moaned afresh and quickly budged myself to the edge of the machine and I pulled the crotch of my knickers aside and guided his cock into my hot fuck-ready pussy. I screamed into his mouth as he thrust it fully inside my juicy cunt. The love play which had begun in my own house was finally over. I would have killed for his cock! I can’t ever remember any man making me this horny before! It could have been the three years abstinence or it may have been that particular moment in both of our lives.

‘Oh! Yes! You dirty filthy man! Fuck me! ram it up me, hard, harder! Go on! I’m your whore! Your slut! Fuck me! I am all the bits of pussy in your dirty magazine! I taught them all how to be common sluts! Oh! I am cummming!’

To my surprise he stopped and pulled it out! He put his hands erzurum escort up under my dress and pulled my knickers off. The vibrations of the machine was still making me cum. He also removed the vibrator. I wanted to scream at him. My asshole was having muscular contractions all the time. It was if I had a cock in my bum. That had happened to me once! It was behind a dance hall when the guy I was necking with told me he didn’t have a condom. Rashly, because he had got me that hot, I told him to put it in my bum. I did not know it would hurt that bad! One does not tell you these things, do they? It got to be better. Out of this world – when he raked my clitoris with his fingers – making me cum buckets.

My husband never once tried to take me that way, even though I secretly wanted it. He fingered my bum a few times and once when we got home from a party he got down behind me pulled down my knickers and rimmed my ass with his tongue. When I told him what he had done the next day he told me I was lying, that he would never do that sort of thing. I told him it was okay and that I had fully expected him to go further. He asked me what I meant and when I told him I had expected him to take me that way. He went mental! That was the last time he touched my ass. It made me think things about him. Taboo things. That, maybe, he was bi-sexual. That he did not want to mix business with pleasure.

He even stopped licking my pussy because I would move over him and present my asshole to his tongue. It was just something I wanted to do when he got me overly heated.

Lex went down on me. After all those years, a man was licking my pussy and then he pulled me further over the edge of the machine and he went for my bum, big style. He fingered my ass cheeks wide apart and his tongue tried to push into my anus. God! Was he going to do it to me that way as well?

He pulled away and asked, ‘Can I have your bum, Rosemary. I have got to fuck you in this delicious asshole of yours!’

‘Oh! Yes! Yes, Lex! I want that too! I was just thinking back to the last time that was done to me. It was long before I was married. I wanted my husband to do it, but he never did! Put your prick into my ass!’

He went back to the drawer and came back with a jar of some kind of cream and he started to finger it into my asshole and I rotated my hips onto his fingers. I was a hundred percent up for what he was doing. I lay back on the pillow looking at him. This young man who was about to fuck this old lady in the ass. All the time I was wriggling my bum suggestively. I was even more turned on when I watched him layering the cream onto his hard, long cock.

My anus contracted again as he wanked himself to full hardness and then he pressured it against my sphincter. I lifted up my legs, bent them and put my feet up onto his shoulders and screamed again, with pain this time as his cock was driven into my ass. There was concern on his face and he started to take it out.

‘No! Lex! Do it! Fuck me! I want to feel it all inside me. I am enjoying every second of this.’

He rammed his full eight inches fully into my bowels and I moaned passionately and thrust my hips up to meet it. It was painful, but pain, I wanted desperately to feel. It had been so long since I had been fucked.

The machine was fitted and paid for. You guessed it, I bought the machine he had fucked me on. Yes, I do use the machine for other purposes than washing clothes. The weekly shopping bills do now include batteries. My skin blemishes are clearing up. I get my machine checked monthly by Lex. I even supply the cushions and lubrication. It was and still is, money well spent.

I told Randolph about Lex when he saw how happy I was going around the house, laughing and singing. He knew I was getting it. He wants to see us doing it, on the bed beside him! You think I am kinky? I can see why, if he is bi-sexual as I have suspected, maybe he wants to see Lex’s cock in action. I have not had the guts to broach the subject with Lex yet.

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