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John traced his fingers along Anne’s spine. He knew it was a ticklish spot for her, and she shuddered into awakening. Drowsily, she looked up into his eyes and blinked a few times. As she gathered her bearings, she smiled and nuzzled her head against his sunlight-soaked chest. He leaned against her, stealing a breath of the intoxicating scent in her hair.

“Hi.” She said to his chest, smiling into it.

“Good morning.” He responded, letting her feel the vibrations in his chest as he spoke, hoping to stir up in her, memories of other vibrations. They cuddled together a little more, her nose pushing closer to his chest with each sweet inhale, naked bodies touching but not in a strangely intimate way. Finally he pulled away saying, “I have to take a shower.”

She made a pout, but complied and rolled back over on her side to sleep. However, sleep did not come easy, and she was only distracted by thoughts of the night before. She recalled John’s dick all over her, in her mouth, on her nipple, inside her pussy, and began to feel a fresh wetness between her legs. The water turned on in the shower, which only brought up more distracting images of John soaping up his naked body, carefully handling his package, maybe even masturbating…

Suddenly escort beykent a wonderfully sneaky idea occurred to her. She crept out of bed turned on a hair dryer to make it seem like she was doing her hair. Then, she ever so gently pushed open the bathroom door and, with a slinking hand, flicked off the bathroom light and the hair dryer.

“Honey? Did you blow a fuse?” John asked, but Anne offered no response, for she was stifling her giggles and excitement. Quickly, she entered the bathroom and approached the shower. She had the door opened and closed behind her before he could even shout, and pressed him against the shower wall; her mouth silencing his, “Hey, what gives?”

Pulling away, she shushed him, “It’s okay,” she whispered huskily in his ear, nibbling the sensitive area below it and making him groan, “I’ll call an electrician, but for now why don’t we make our own electricity?” She began to stroke his dick as she licked and kissed his neck, still pressing him against the wall with her own wet, naked body- the steam from the hot shower nothing compared to the heat of her sex rubbing against his thigh while her hands worked, so close to, his package.

“Here, istanbul escorts let me help you soap up,” she said, massaging his body with lathered hands. He loved her massages, and she knew it, working into all the places that made him groan and start to quicken his breathing. She worked her way down, skipping his hard cock, which made him almost growl, and rubbed his thighs, his calves, then back up again until her mouth was so close to his cock that he could feel her gently blowing air on it and shivered.

“I think this area needs a spit-shine.” She said. God, she hated all the cheesy lines she was using, but knew that he adored them and couldn’t care less once she was taking him into her mouth slowly, using tantalizing strokes of her tongue. He groaned and bucked against her mouth, wordlessly begging her to take more of him in, and faster, but she was slow and teased him, as with her massage. She took his entire tool into his mouth and held him there while she massaged his thighs and lightly touched his balls, the hot water of the shower long forgotten. Then she pulled off to where only the tip was in her mouth, and lightly circled it, carefully flicking over the hole and feeling the spasms through escort rus his body.

Then she sunk back down, taking all of him in and sucking hard, her cheeks drawn in. He was still bucking against her face, but with more force now, frustrated with her slowness and driven mad just by the sensations he could feel but not entirely see. Finally, he could take it no longer and pulled her up to stand in his place against the wall. He pressed her firmly there and breathed heavily into her ear, letting her hear his desire. His hard prick was positioned right at her entrance and she groaned, feeling it ever so slightly against her wet pussy. He pulled away, then lunged forward, kissing her passionately and entering her roughly. He slid in and out with ease through her slickness, and teased her clit with his fingers. Soon she was gasping and moaning, her body slick with sweat as well as water and bucking uncontrollably against his cock. Then, as she was close to coming, he slid out completely, leaving her clenching around nothing, then thrust back in, filling her to the hilt and letting her orgasm reach her at the same time as his.

She clenched around his pulsing dick as they both came down from their orgasm, and he slowly slid out of her still-sensitive pussy. She exited the shower and turned on the light, looking at him through smoky eyes on a wet, naked body he was finally seeing.

She smiled. “Well, hurry up, there’s more where that came from.” she teased, and left the bathroom massaging her breasts. John didn’t even bother with a towel.

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She’s walking toward the wash basin, looking for coolness in the warm weather. Taking the pitcher she fills it with water, splashing her face. He can fight it no longer, walking up behind her. Seeing one of her shoulder straps has fallen down his eyes are drawn to her neck, her most delicious neck. Softly he kisses it, then more greedily. His lips feasting on her delicate neck and shoulders, making her shudder. She turns and they kiss, deeply, passionately… hungrily.

Hungry for love, hungry for each other. Embracing and caressing tightly. Her hands allover his back, digging into his skin, almost as if she wanted to rip it off for herself, to keep it, devour it… or at least mark it as her own. Etching it red in the process. He lifts her up on the counter, kissing his way around her neck, down her neckline. Plunging his tongue into the cleavage of her top, his hands running allover the silk of her lingerie. Enjoying the feel of the soft cool fabric. Then sliding them in underneath, exploring her even softer skin… yet her skin is warm. A hot blooded woman.

Touching her breast, squeezing them, deeply inhaling her scent, his face deep in her cleavage. Licking her skin. He pulls back a little, lifting the thin top up over her head, flinging it away as they kiss. It’s hard for her to let him go… but again he buries his face in her bosom, licking tit after tit… inhaling her, feeling her against his cheeks… and then licking downwards, her hands digging into his hair. His tongue exploring the pit of her navel. His lips allover her stomach. Gently he peels off her panties, slowly pulling them along her legs until they drop onto the floor.

Now his true feast begins, kissing his way along her legs, those legs he loves to feel wrapped around him, squeezing him. Kissing, caressing and nibbling on her thighs. Getting impatient she tries to force his head to her centre, only halfheartedly though. She enjoys this game as much as he does. His lips, soft and sensuous, wandering towards her labia. How he loves to feast on that fruit, that lovely, tasty, moist, fresh fruit of hers. So deliciously fleshy and pink. But everything in due time, drawing little patterns on her thigh as he edges toward the pit between her thighs and groin. Dipping his tongue into her fold. Nibbling on her soft skin, she waxes her legs, just for him, and he loves her for it. Loves feeling her skin so close…

Nibbling softly to that fold, playing with the tip of his tongue. Playing around her mound of hair. Digging her fingers deeper and deeper into his hair, he doesn’t kiss her lover lips, those full lips, until her fingers turn into nails.

Time to work his tongue in such a fashion that they both enjoy it. He devours her succulent peach, slowly, almost gracefully. Restraining himself to control his hunger. His saliva flowing almost as richly as her sweet wine as his tongue slowly goes deeper. His hands roaming around, roaming over her sweet flesh, her soft skin. He brings her to the brink, again and again. Only to back down. This too is a part of the game.

As he rises she uses her feet to push his underwear down, getting trouble at one point from his erect organ before he helps sort it out. Moving in on her he’s ready, truly ready, and all to eager. But the game must go on. He doesn’t enter her right away, rather he lets himself play on the outside, rubbing himself in her wetness and hair without entering. Squeezing his parts between them as he leans forward and kisses her. Moving his part as if to enter her but instead rubbing it along her lips, sliding it along her wet lips. Over her clit. Teasing them both until her eyes beg him and he can’t stand it anymore.

Slowly sliding into her as she folds, wraps, her legs around him, her hands on his neck. Pushing himself into her fully. Kissing her deeply. Swallowed by her fully. Slowly grinding, she moans with every move, as does he. Having to restrain himself from accelerating into oblivion to quickly, too soon. The game must continue. Her arms, hands and legs like vices, holding him close still he manages to thrust.

Nibbling on his neck as he thrusts, slowly building momentum as her appetite looses control. faster and further. He’s holding back, not wanting to loose it too quickly but it’s getting difficult. His muscles tensing up he struggles to relax his groin. Focusing on not disappointing her, if he did that he’ld disappoint himself.

Her hands wander down to his bum for a quick squeeze, almost overpowering him, before they wander back to his back. Her nails digging in as she gets closer and closer. The counter’s shaking, a violent protest to their violent use of it. The blood her nails are drawing is hardly noticed by him. Obsessing over the process without time for details. When she screams he looses his mind, his control. Shaking together as waves of pleasure tears into them, grabbing each other close trying to find something to hold on to as their world crumbles. Thumping into her as her nails draws his blood. Thrusting into her a few final escort yenibosna times, loosing himself in herself…

They draw apart sweaty and content, kissingly looking forward to more times like these… It’s only later that he notices the scratches in his back, but it is her way and he’ld never ask for an apology…

He’s watching her clean herself, it’s almost magical and he sits entranced on the bed. Standing in a small tub she’s got a sponge that she soaks and then rubs over herself, the water running down over her skin. His eyes follow every drop, almost making him drool. She knows this, however unselfconscious she seems she knows how she affects him. She soaps up and asks him to bring a pitcher of water to rinse it off.

He tries not to run. Coming back he takes one last look at her soap-covered body before gently letting the water rinse it off, running along her perfect shape and smooth skin. She dries off a little before squatting over the small tub filled with water that’s now placed right between her legs.

Rubbing the sponge over her lower self. Running it in between her legs, leaving her mound of hair glistening with moisture as the drops of water travel down between her legs falling back into the small tub. Lathering up that hair for a while, such an adoring sight, before rinsing it clean. The last few drips hanging on for a short while before falling. Drying herself she tells him it’s his turn.

He’s a little unsure but still why not. He likes showing himself off to her. Proudly undressing he reaches for the sponge but her hand stops him, telling him she’s going to do it.

He’s taller but she can reach, using the sponge again she covers him briefly in her scent, marking him as her own. Soon she washes it off but he still feels it, feels like he’s hers. Soaping him in she reaches everywhere, running her fingers everywhere, but she’s careful about his back. Trying not to re-open the wounds she caused.

Carefully she rubs him allover, using her hands to scrub him allover. Even pinching his nipples. He can’t stop himself from rising to the occasion, gaining a bemused look from her. Greedily she’s rubbing in the soap, his skin is a drug to her fingertips. If he hadn’t been covered in soap he’d be covered by her lips.

He’s in a trance by her fingers, she’s in a trance by his skin. Carefully she lathers up his hairy legs, rubbing his thighs and calves, making him twitch with pleasure as she tells him not to move.

Moving up again she does his buttocks thoroughly, more than needed, before filling up the pitcher and gently pouring the water over him. He’s shivering under the small waterfall, delighting in it. She stands amazed at his skin, staring transfixed at it, running her fingers over it as the water runs out.

He turns and smiles at her, catching her in the act. Always delighted to see her staring at him, even more so when she does it naked. He leans towards her but she leans away, telling him he doesn’t get to kiss her just yet and if he doesn’t follow her game he might not get to at all. Roughly rubbing him off a little she then tells him to squat like she did.

Smilingly obeying she kneels next to him and immediately goes for his groin, for his ready member. Soaking the sponge and then wringing it out over his crotch, watching the water flow over and down it. Soaking it again she rubs it allover his groin, his staff, his sack. Wrapping it around his member and pulling it up and down a few times.

She lathers it in thoroughly, roughly, pulling at his member enough to almost make him go cross-eyed. Then she rinses it off, pouring water over his by now over-heated member. He barely has time to dry himself off before they’re lying in bed together, limbs wrapped around each other.

Neither really has any endurance for further games but some appetites cannot be rushed, torturous slowness being part of the desire, passion’s game.

Kissing his way downwards, over those curves he loves, that landscape of wondrous pleasure and infinite excitement which is what her form means to him.

He helps her lift a leg up into the air, so that he can kiss and caress it more easily. Enjoying it more. Her freshly washed mound, her fertile valley is like a magnet to him, charming both his eyes and hands, and evermore charming to his tongue, dragging it to her. Spreading her legs he prepares his tongues assault, but this time she’s to quick for him. He’s half-sitting and she pushes him down on his back. In a second she’s the one on top, lying over him, holding him down as her lips feast on his flesh.

Nibblingly she devours him, neck and shoulders, nipples an chest, wandering down to his navel. When she finds his jungle she almost gets lost in it. Twirling her fingers in it… before kissing his sleeping serpent… even though it was awakened in the bath it’s even more ready now. Her butterfly kisses on it sending shivers through his spine.

Her hands on his sack she’s kissing bayan escort his lower region awake and agile. He finds it almost intolerable and soon he turns her down so that he might taste her freshly rinsed fruit. Her jungle more attractive to him than ever. Lapping his way to her valley, up thighs he wants to bite. There’s a cannibalism to love-making, one devours the other with caresses and is eaten away by kisses. No where is this more obvious then in oral sex.

She doesn’t want to be singularly devoured so they find a solution, lying side by side they devour each other. As her lips embrace his sceptre his tongue delves into her apple, her ripe peach.

As they both approach he begs her to go slower as he’s about to loose it, her only answer is she wants him to. They roll around so he ends up underneath, lying close together his hands caress her bum. Her lovely bum… She plays with, fondles, his balls. her fingers going as far down as between his cheeks, fingering the lowest part of his sack, playing with it as she swallows his member. His eager tongue now exploring her upside down, running it’s underneath against her rosebud. Feeling it’s erection against it’s smoothness. He could lick her for days if she’ld let him.

Twitches are running inside his legs, it’s hard for him to keep it in. To make her come quicker he licks some fingers before gently inserting them, first one and then two. Caressing her deeper than he can with his tongue. He finds the spot and she shudders. Shaking. Moaning they work harder, straining themselves for each other.

He explodes first, giving her of himself, she devours it greedily, a token of his love. When sanity returns, doing so slowly he redoubles his efforts. Eventually, quite soon, he’s rewarded by her climax, by her vibrating on top of him. Relaxing and straining, arching and collapsing as each wave shudders through her from top to bottom. Shuddering until they’re both just lying there, each other’s blankets. The comfort of warm skin. His fingers teasingly playing along her sweaty back… hers playing in the hair on his legs…

Evening comes and they’re lighting candles, big ones and small ones. He can’t help but be charmed by the way she looks as she walks around in the buff, candlelight the only source of light upon her skin. The soft light makes her want him even more than during the day. He’s the thirst she can never extinguish fully, only temporary. She’s the temptation that rules his soul.

Returning to their sturdy bed they kiss, a bit softer now than during the day but desire and wantonness still guides their tongues. She isn’t straddling him fully, more just straddling one leg, one of her legs rubbing against his sack.

He lifts that leg so that it rubs more against her wondrous hair. Rubbing legs, thighs, against privates they keep kissing, stopping being the last thing they want to do. Greedy hands holding heads firm, keeping lips together. Greedy caresses over hungry skin, skin hungering for touch, for a lover’s touch… the more it’s touched the hungrier it gets.

She’s getting liquid against his thigh, he’s getting firm against her thigh. Her scent on his skin… sometimes he wishes he could drown in it.

Leaving a wet trail she slides upwards on him, offering her neck and then bosom to his eager mouth. She loves her bosom, loves drowning him in it. Squeezing her breast against his cheeks, around his nose and mouth. Teasing him with her nipples. Sliding down again she drags her chest against his, sliding down for a kiss and then kissing down his neck, his fingers exploring her hair.

Her hands over his head, neck and chest she nibbles on his nipples. Harder and harder, making him groan when she finally starts using her teeth. Smilingly she bites him, nibbling her way over his chest and leaving marks, her marks. Her claims of ownership. Red bite marks to show she’s been there.

Nibbling her way downwards, laying claim to new pieces of skin. New and old. Old because she’s seen and devoured it so many times since passion brought them into bed together, new because each time she does it she’s re-discovering it. Re-claiming it. This time she only views it, leaving it’s caresses to the hands and kissing the lower stomach instead.

Pumping it slowly as she examines his sack, fondling it with light squeezes. A delightful torture for him, all he can do is to caress her head and lean back in pleasure. Smilingly she tortures him with delight. Working him to her pleasure.

She rises partly and slides up him, straddling his legs and rubbing herself against them. Leaving more of her juices as a mark, scent marking him like she was a cat… there is something feline about her, about her gracefulness and eagerness to be caressed. About the way she sometimes just supposes that he’ll do what she asks, that he’ll be there for her… yet her requests are never frivolous, she knows just what to ask… and she knows that had she continued to just tease him it would’ve been to much to ask escort kayaşehir that he not move, so she changes her tease, she wants to ride him this time.

Sliding up on him she rubs herself against him, against his member, groin to groin. Her lower lips drooling over the prize they’ll soon get to devour. But she teases both him and herself.

Holding him firmly against her mound she grinds her clit against his member. Smiling at him while holding his member, again and again teasing him with pretending to be about to insert it but only dipping the tip.

Smiling back his patience runs out and he gently pulls her down on him, entering her completely and pulling her down to kiss and nibble on her neck before her tongue penetrates his mouth as deeply as he is entering her. Kissing closely, body to body. Grinding ever so slightly. Embracing each other so hard it’s as if they’re trying to absorb one another, to fuse, melding together. But isn’t that love’s ultimate goal? To be as one?

Pushing back a little with her hands on his shoulders and her nails almost getting into them she starts to ride him, gleefully making him into her toy. As he’s running his fingertips up and down her spine like he’s playing an instrument. Slowly caressing it lightly, playing it, along it. Raising her spine like a cat she leans down and kisses him, even nibbling a little on his lips.

Their rhythm’s languid but it’s getting quicker. As passion and desire replace playfulness. As breathing gets deeper. As tensions and inner pressure rise. As the quest for release gets more and more urgent. As her nails dig further into his skin. As his hands squeeze her bum harder and harder. Pressing her down harder and harder each time.

He can’t resist rolling her over on her back, his pelvis working harder and harder. Grinding himself into her as she folds her legs around him. Lowering himself to kiss her he starts sliding up and down her instead. He rises up again for more thrust, her hips doing everything to accommodate him. Soon her fingers find the morning’s wounds, unthinking she first re-opens them but soon instead pushes him over on his back. This time it’s her turn to rule.

Relaxing a very short minute a compromise is reached and they spoon. Slowly, kissing and nibbling at her neck, he enters her from behind. Caressing her erect clit with one hand.

Slowly they stay there, maintaining rhythm and excitement while postponing gratification. Enjoying their stay at that platform together, staying on the cliff before taking the plunge over the fence and down into the abyss known as le petite mort. Just being one for once. Almost not wanting to leave. Just slowly maintaining and building pressure. Grinding, thumping just enough.

Their hips in close harmony, their bodies so close that their sweat is mixing. Skin to skin. As he nibbles on her back, kissing now and then when she strains her neck to make it almost possible. Such a position builds desire without ever quenching it.

But she wants to take him, to ride him. Back on his back she rides him again, showing him only the curvature of her spine and her delicious neck… the neck which owes it’s beauty mostly to the fact that it is so sensitive to the touch and kiss… leaning forward to caress his feet.

But soon she tires, wanting to look him in the eyes. She turns around on top of him in a move that almost pushes him instantly over the edge, only his strenuous effort preventing it.

His hands wandering over her torso before she leans down to kiss him, tracing that curvature that he loves to kiss. Before the kiss he looks into her eyes and knows that this is it, no more delay. Kissing deeply while holding tight they pause for a moment before starting the final push.

Accelerating to push the other over as soon as possible but neither wants to give in first. In her eyes the demand for conquest, in his the need to prove his provess as a lover. He knows it and yet he wants to prove it each time. Not for his own sake but for the sake of his lover.

Biting his lip he’s trying to hold it back, trying to keep his dam from bursting. She’s shaking on top of him, shuddering with the combined effort of keeping back and riding him hard. Tension building until both are just waiting for tendons to snap they both loose it.

Who comes first would have to be measured in milliseconds but come they do and with a vengeance. He’s arching his back as it feels like he’s exploding into her, she’s arching her back just before she feels like she’s shaking apart on top of him. Waves going through one body and continuing into the next as they both plunder their hidden dephts of pleasure with each new twitch. Her nails in his shoulders. The more they plunder the more they embrace, sinking together through all the layers of le petite mort.

Infinitesimally drained of energy as they collapse into a heap having pushed and exerted themselves to the limit. The last few strokes leaving him completely empty, a blank space devoid of energy. neither’s mind has really returned yet. Feeling nothing but relaxation, exhaustion and love. Peaceful love for one another. Even though it takes them a while to get their breaths back enough for them to kiss, just lying there panting for a long while. Most importantly for them just lying there together, close together.

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Nicki and Gavin were both married, to separate partners, who had been introduced to each other through mutual friends. Married as they were, their respective marriages were not the steadiest of relationships. Nicki was married to an engineer who had no real regard for her needs and desires. Personal hygiene for him did not matter and the days between bathing could be counted on both sets of hands, this led to her refusing all sexual approaches he ever made towards her. Gavin, on the other hand was married to a career woman. Sex was like a chore to her performed with the least amount of effort possible to mutually enjoy the situation. Gavin’s problem was having to suppress a high sex drive.

Often the couples would see each other around and would spend the time passing the time of day with casual conversation. Socially they had little or nothing in common, but things would change. Nicki’s husband had to go away for 6 months for his company meaning Nicki would be relieved of his unwelcome pressures. Shortly afterwards Gavin’s wife was transferred to Berlin to work. Being career orientated this would give her the chance to progress, therefore their relationship became one of seeing each other for 2 weekends a month. Fine for her sexual needs but not for Gavin’s. For him things looked bleak, back to the times of masturbation for self-gratification, the idea of another sexual partner never even entered his mind.

Over the next few weeks they passed each other stopping to talk and ask how each other was and could they help with any thing, usually the answer was no. One-day after they had been talking, as they left to go their separate ways, Gavin asked “ Would you like to come to dinner tonight?” Immediately Nicki replied “ I’d love to thanks, what time? “7.30pm” was the reply.

7.30 pm came and the door bell rang to Gavin’s apartment. The door opened and in walked Nicki, not dressed to kill or devour a man, but still very attractively dressed. The meal came and went along with a reasonable amount of alcohol, enough to make both feel at ease with each others company, but still wary about giving the wrong signals. The drinks relaxed both Nicki and Gavin, and when a slow record came on , Gavin unexpectedly blurted out “ Will you dance?”. Nicki replied “Yes” so slowly they came together moving in rhythm to the music. A mixture of good food, drink and the gentle smell of Nicki’s perfume slowly aroused Gavin, which he only realized as he felt his penis starting to strain at his boxers. Unaware to him Nicki was equally aroused with a distinct wetness starting to emerge from between her vaginal lips. Slowly they moved closer together until Gavin could feel her large 44DD breasts pushing against his chest. Gavin responded gently by pressing his rapidly growing penis into her vagina. They looked at each other and without saying a word kissed gently and then more passionately, both realizing that they both wanted to fuck each other desperately. Without saying a word, Nicki stepped back a pace, moved her hands to the front of Gavin’s trousers and questioningly asked “Yes?” Without needing to say a word Gavin responded by cupping her large heaving breasts in his hands and gently massaged them, teasingly finding her already erect nipples and gently ran his fingers over them. Nicki pulled open the front of Gavin’s trousers and as they escort topkapı fell to his ankles took his now rapidly growing penis in one hand. “Fuck me Gavin, I really want to feel this raging cock in my cunt”. “Yes, of course I will” said Gavin shaking with excitement.

They moved into the bedroom, kissing, cuddling and searching each others bodies as they went. In the bedroom they kissed harder and harder their bodies were alight with desire to fuck each other. Gavin quickly pulled Nicki’s blouse off of her and reaching behind released the catch to her bra, releasing those glorious breasts of Nicki’s. Cupping a breast in each hand Gavin played with those large breasts, he’d never felt such large breasts before and enjoyed massaging them gently and sucking softly and then hard on Nicki’s erect nipples increasing her arousal every second. Nicki was not standing still whilst enjoying all of this much lacked attention. She slid her hands under Gavin’s T-shirt, pulling it up and over his head rapidly discarding it into a corner of the room. She ran her hands across his hairy chest finding his nipples and playing with them in return. “Why couldn’t they have met when they were single” they both thought to themselves.

Hands quickly moved down each others bodies as they kissed harder and harder. A zip being undone was heard and Nicki’s skirt fell to the floor. “Yes” she whispered hard into Gavin’s ear as his hands slid into the back of Nicki’s soaking wet underwear. But Gavin could be a tease, he ran a hand round to the front of Nicki’s knickers and pushed a hand up into her dripping wet cunt. Nicki groaned with delight and anticipation. Then a finger slipped up the side into her moist wet cunt. “God, I want you to fuck me desperately” Nicki whispered into Gavin’s ear as he fingered her cunt deeper and deeper, “How deep can he finger fuck me” she asked herself. Not wanting to just remain on the receiving end of all of Gavin’s attentions Nicki finally released Gavin’s straining cock from its restraints by sliding his boxers down to his ankles. Gavin responded by stepping out of his shorts, standing there naked as Nicki ran a hand down Gavin’s stomach pausing as she reached his pubic hairs. Free at last Gavin’s raging hard cock stood erect waiting for attention from Nicki. Smiling wickedly Nicki took a small step back from Gavin, instead of grasping his rampant cock she gently slid a finger across the top of him pubic hair and down the side of his erect shaft to gently squeeze and fondle his balls. Gavin moaned loudly with delight. “What had he been missing for all these years” he thought.

Not to be outdone by Gavin’s attentions to her rapidly dripping cunt Nicki slowly lowered herself to her knees, kissing Gavin gently down the body as she approached his gently twitching penis. As she reached her knees she touched Gavin’s cock for the first time, running a finger down the back of his manhood, between his balls, across the skin to his anus which she gently tickled. Then she could smell his manhood about half an inch from her mouth. Her tongue reached out from her mouth and tickled his balls. Gavin stood there with his hands on the back of Nicki’s head wanting to pull her mouth onto his aching cock. Nicki’s hand came out from his anus and gently pulled back Gavin’s foreskin escort revealing a moist, hot penis head. At this point Nicki slid Gavin’s cock into her mouth taking as much as she could without gagging. She sucked, licked and squeezed Gavin’s cock for what seemed an eternity. After about 30 seconds Nicki came off of Gavin’s penis. “On the bed he whispered” to her. Nicki rose to her feet and laid on the bed, waiting for more of Gavin’s attentions whatever they would be. Her wait was short lived, Gavin laid beside her and whispered gently “ I never expected this when I invited you to dinner.” “Nor did I, but what a great way to end up” she replied as Gavin started kissing one breast and gently fingering she cunt.

Nicki spread her legs wider for ease of access as Gavin’s thumb massaged her clit with two more fingers sliding evenly in and out of her cunt. Nicki laid there thinking to herself why couldn’t she command this attention from her husband, but was already sure that she could get more of this attention from Gavin after this night. She was right.

Gavin’s tongue moved from her breasts as he slowly moved to straddle her, resting her hot aching breasts on his knees and Nicki grasped his cock with both hands masturbating him gently whilst Gavin leant back and continued to finger fuck her. Nicki released Gavin’s cock, she was going to make sure that he didn’t cum before she’d had his cock rammed hard into her cunt which was now flooding with her love juices. Instead she cupped a breast in each hand and slowly tit-fucked Gavin who groaned with delight, a new experience to him which he was visibly enjoying. She stopped a couple of minutes later, she wanted him to come back for more on a regular basis so wanted to make this the longest and best fuck he had ever had. “Let me suck you more” Nicki said, so Gavin slid round into the most comfortable position for Nicki to start cock sucking again. This left the wettest of cunts he had ever experienced inches from his face. “Why not” he thought, lifted one of Nicki’s legs and started gently licking her cunt. Nicki responded immediately by pushing Gavin onto his back, where, without letting go of his cock, she straddled his face and said to him, “Eat me Gavin I want to know that I’ve been tongue fucked when I wake in the morning.” Not being one to disappoint Gavin went to work, spreading her labia with both hands, sucking her love juices into his mouth and tongue fucking her clit. There was no way Gavin was going to waste all of those glorious love juices.

As Gavin continued working on Nicki’s cunt, Nicki was determined to give the best blow job Gavin had ever had. Normally reticent about giving O to anybody this felt so natural to be sucking Gavin’s cock, sucking, nibbling and licking it, leaving Gavin no idea what she would do next. Why wasn’t she married to him” she asked herself, at long last a man who liked giving as well as receiving pleasure. Both of them groaned together in pleasure knowing it wouldn’t be long before they would both orgasm, and still Gavin hadn’t rammed his penis up her cunt and there was no way that Nicki was going to let that happen. Sliding Gavin’s cock from her mouth, Nicki said, “ Fuck me Gavin I want your cock rammed hard up my cunt.” Talking like this increased their pleasure as Gavin slid from under Nicki’s body feeling escort fatih her dangling breasts rub against his face. “Lovely tits” he thought. “Roll over” he said to her, “ I want to take you from behind to give maximum penetration,” to which she immediately raised her buttocks in the air coming up onto her knees. With her elbows on the bed her wet cunt was raised, gaping, waiting to be entered from behind. Nicki held her breath with unknown expectation. From where Gavin was positioned he could see those perfect breasts dangling as she swayed them from side to side brushing her nipples on the bed increasing their hardness. Gavin grasped his penis and moved towards that gaping cunt. What gorgeous ass Gavin thought, plenty to grasp on to. Gavin hated small ass, nothing to them. He rubbed his throbbing member against the ever spreading labia, teasing gently, he pushed his cock between her cheeks deliberately missing Nicki’s cunt and running the back of his shaft over her tight little ass hole. Nicki gasped with enjoyment “Don’t, just fuck me and fuck me hard!!” Not being one to say no Gavin slid his ever growing member into her flooded fuck hole. At last Nicki thought I’ve got his cock inside me. Gently and in rhythm they rocked together, Gavin pushing hard into Nicki’s cunt as she reached the length of his penis, whilst leaning forward and playing with Nicki’s nipples.

After what seemed an eternity of fucking Gavin whispered “Nicki will you go on top?” “Yes” she replied, as they gently prized their bodies apart, so this is what it feels like to be as one, Gavin thought. As Gavin lay his back onto the bed Nicki climbed on top kissing him gently as she straddled him. Now she was in charge. She sat there, Gavin’s cock pushed gently against his stomach as she leant forward and they kissed. She could taste her cunt juices around his mouth. Slowly Nicki lifted a leg, gently taking Gavin’s rod in one hand and gliding it up into her sopping wet cunt. She could feel his length reaching far up into her. “Yes” she said again as Gavin gently started massaging her hot breasts, she loved having all this attention paid to them as it would only heighten her orgasm when reached. Sliding her wet cunt up and down Gavin’s shaft Nicki could feel that she was on the way to orgasm. She felt Gavin push his member up into her as she pushed downwards. Gavin was also close to cuming. Nicki leant forward to allow Gavin suck her nipples. Some how Gavin squeezed them so he could lick and suck both nipples at the same time. Simultaneously Nicki and Gavin both started to shudder, pushing harder onto each other, hearts pounding, heavy breathing. Gavin grunted as the first load of cum shot up into Nicki’s cunt. At the same time, thanks to much nipple and breast massage along with the grinding of Nicki’s clit into Gavin’s pelvic bone, the first shot of cum pushed Nicki into one orgasm followed quickly by another.

As they lay there on the bed, Nicki and Gavin kissed and cuddled each other gently, both knowing that this could be the first of many great fucks if they wanted. Time slowly drifted by as they lay together, both not wanting to let go of what had happened that night. After a while Nicki said “I’ll have to go, the baby sitter will be expecting me home soon. They slowly dressed, both thinking happily of how an invite to dinner had led to the best fuck they had ever had. As Gavin saw Nicki to the door they kissed and looked at each other. “Again sometime?” Gavin asked.

“Try and stop me” Nicki replied as she disappeared into the darkness of the night.

To find out if there was more, you’ll have to ask and then wait and see.

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Once upon a time a man and a woman started writing together their words flowed in unison. Over the months of writing about imaginary people they started to get to know each other. The woman could not believe she held the interest of such a talented writer. Time passed and the characters they once wrote about no longer monopolized the subject of their exchange. The woman tried to make sure he had a sexy gathering of words waiting for him upon his arrival to work everyday. The following is loosely based on one of those attempts to make sure he had a Hard Monday Morning.

Good Morning, I purr in your ear as I begin my slow downward exploration of your sleeping body. Red fingernails gently trace the shape of your nipples as the sun readies to break the sky. It amazes me how with every kiss I give you I find something new and exciting about you to explore.

The way your chest rises and gradually falls with every breath you take; that little smile as you sleep and find yourself in the midst of what must be a very enjoyable experience. From your ear I just whispered in down your chest I find new places on you that respond to my nibbles and licks and kisses. My leg is over your cock and I feel you respond to my affections, even though you are still half-asleep. Fully aware that you would escort cengelköy be hard with or without my attention in the pre-awake twilight time of the day, I set out to make sure you get the full satisfaction your stiff cock deserves. You are a never-ending source of pleasure for me and I make sure you know this as my lips caress your inner thighs. .My tongue softly swirls across your iron thigh, trying to catch a curly hair to tease and grab between my teeth. A low moan escapes you as my long nails tickle your outer thighs; slowly I am waking you with my fingers, mouth and eager nakedness sliding over your body.

Hot breath escapes me; my mouth is now at the base of your cock. I take your balls one by one and suck them to life, playing with my tongue and alternating sucking hard and soft. Slowly you start to awaken but you are not yet fully aware of my mouth between your legs. Your cock stiffens as I begin to lick your length, my tongue flat and wet as I slowly caress you. When I push against the underside of your ever-hardening cock and let my tongue sway back and forth over your veins, I feel the blood pulsing within you.

Almost awake now, I begin to move with greater passion, insuring when you shake off the night’s eskort bayan sleep and look down your eyes will be full of the same passion and lust as you see in my eyes. You feel the quick darting motions of my tongue at the ridge of your cock head, teasing you relentlessly. My tongue moves faster then slower, pressing hard then slowly licking your full length again. Wet, flat licks across the very tip of your swollen cock head turn into little flickers, fast and eager. I move over you and you feel my lips open as I press against your cock and push you into my hot horny mouth. Your fat purple head is sucked into my mouth as your eyes open and you realize what is happening.

You feel your cock becoming engulfed by the wet warmth of my mouth. I take you deeper with in me, you grow and begin to move in rhythm with my mouth. Slowly I am sucking you, deeper and deeper, I am making love to your sexy cock with my mouth and you are now fully awake and aware of this morning pleasure.

Moaning, your hips move faster and with a growl you order me to ‘show you’. I am lying at a 90-degree angle to you, my best sucking position. You know this is my way of indicating that I want to taste your cum .I want to fuck you with my mouth, to feel your hands grabbing me escort hadımköy by the hair, pushing me hard into your thrusting cock as my head bobs up and down and I devour you with lust. I want to hear you moan my name when your breath quickens and you are driven closer to the edge.

Knowing what you enjoy I turn slightly and open my legs so that you are staring at my smooth pussy which is now swollen and glistens with my juices. I want to give you a view of the pleasure I get from pleasing you with my mouth. You see the glistening stream of my cum running down my thigh similar to the way syrup spills over a stack of pancakes. You feel my nipples, hard and elongated as I move them over your muscled abdomen. Although it seems impossible, I feel you swell even more and I know the time is near. My body is one with you and I acknowledge your need. I mouth fuck you madly, pushing you deep down my throat, my tongue in constant motion dancing on your beautiful cock. My mouth is your fuck toy and you use me for your pleasure… Hot and wet, my mouth surrounds your ripe cock. Your hands grab my head and hold me down as your legs stiffen.

One final thrust and your cock explodes in my mouth, flooding me with your cum which I drink with enthusiasm. Throbbing, spurting sweet cum blasts down my throat as you fill my mouth. I grab your hand and quickly push it between my legs, holding it there; you feel my cunt spasm and flood your hand as I cum with you, knowing that my pleasure results from your own. Feeling the effect being able to please you has on me you begin to smile and remain hard for more…

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“Wow,” I moaned as I laid there, totally satisfied, unable to move.

“You said that a few times,” he smiled as he trailed his fingers down my back and over my ass.

“Yeah, I know I did, thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” he said as his fingers dipped down into the wet warmth between my legs.

“No way? Really?” I laughed as I laid there, worn out from the last hour we’d spent in and out of the hot tub. “You can’t be serious, again? ALREADY? Damn.”

“What, can’t keep up with me?” he teased.

“Apparently not, I am not sure I could move, much less, ooooh,” I sighed, as I lost the thought running through my head as he dipped a finger inside of me, and rubbed my clit at the same time.

“Sure you aren’t up for it?”

“Mmmm, I might be able to, maybe, mmm, if you keep doing that.”

“You like that do you?”

“Just, OH WOW, umm, yeah, just a little bit. Damn you.”

He rolled me over, and pulled me beneath him. I shivered with anticipation. I knew if I thought I’d been completely satisfied just a few minutes ago, I was in for a wilder ride yet. I wrapped my legs around his hips, trying to pull him closer, but he resisted, keeping control, keeping me guessing. He kissed his way down my body, stopping to nip at random spots of skin along the way. escort mahmutbey By the time he made it to the top of my thigh, I was writhing in pleasure. “Please,” I moaned.

“Please what?”

“Please, stop teasing me, please fuck me.”

“Hmmm, maybe in a minute,” he smiled as he pushed my legs farther open and kissed my exposed inner thigh. I jumped as he lightly bit the tender flesh there, then soothingly kissed it, only to bite again. The pain and pleasure blended together, as he moved to the other leg to administer the same treatment. I arched my back off the bed, unable to be still as he teased me mercilessly.

“Please, please I need, I need you,” I pleaded.

“Out of patience already?” he said as he turned his head and slowly moved his tongue along my open pussy until he reached my clit. He nipped at it very lightly, but it was enough to cause me cum again. As the climax rocked my body, he moved up so quickly I had barely registered the movement when he lifted my hips and buried himself inside of me again. I don’t know where one orgasm stopped and the next one began, I couldn’t breath, couldn’t move, only experience as my body shook from the pleasure. “Is this what you wanted?” he asked as he pushed into eskort me, holding my hips still so that he controlled the movement.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s exactly what I want,” I sighed as I slid my hands along his shoulders, digging my nails in when he would pull out of me almost completely, and then just as slowly push into me again. It was slow, exquisite torture. I wanted it to go on forever, but I wanted more at the same time.

As always, he took great pleasure in torturing me, teasing me, pushing me until I begged for more. He held onto my hips and rolled so that I was sitting on top of him, never breaking contact. He smiled at me as I took control, riding him, at first as slowly as his movements had been, but before long, my impatience took over, and I sped my movements. I arched my back, and let my hands run along my body, up into my hair as everything else drifted into the background, the only thing that mattered was the pleasure I felt as I ground my body down onto his. I felt the contractions start deep inside of me as I kept moving, trying to ride the orgasm out, to make it last longer. As my muscles contracted, I felt him cum deep inside me, filling me, and I collapsed on top of him, resting my head on his chest.

He ran his hand up and down escort sultangazi my spine. I think it lulled me to sleep, or maybe I was so exhausted I couldn’t help but drift off. A minute or thirty later, I’m not sure which, I felt him roll so that I was once again laying on the bed, with his body covering mine. I stretched my arms up above my head, totally sated and satisfied. “Mission accomplished,” I sighed as I felt his body pressing into mine, pressing me into the bed. I groaned as he moved to get up. “No, don’t move, that was nice.”

He laughed as he moved to lay beside me, propped on one elbow looking down at me. “Sorry, but I have to go, not all of us can just take off for a couple days and enjoy all this. I’ve got to get back to work.”

“No, call in sick, I know your boss, he’ll buy it.”

“Sadly, that won’t work, maybe another time,” he laughed.

“Maybe after work?”

“Maybe, rest up and we’ll see. I don’t think you could keep up with me in the shape you’re in now.”

“Mmmm, ok, I’ll take a nap, you take a key to the room, and wake me up when you get here.”

“Now that sounds like fun.”

“I thought so.” And I drifted back to sleep as he got dressed and gently pulled the door closed as he left, and slept the peaceful sleep of one very satisfied woman.

I was deep into the most amazing dream, as I stretched and bumped into something solid, only to open my eyes and to see I wasn’t dreaming at all. “Back from work already?”

“It’s been 4 hours.”

“Hmm, you don’t say.”

But that is for another day. Keep anticipation high.

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I sat in my friend’s car, day dreaming of a certain older man. Katie and I were headed to Daytona Beach for a quick get away before moving off to college in 3 weeks. Katie had been my friend since kindergarten and we remained close friends all the way through school. If Katie suspected what I was thinking; she would kick my ass gladly. Ever since I was old enough to be interested in boys, I have had a secret crush on Katie’s Dad. His name was Michael and had just turned 47 last month. Katie’s mom had died when she had been born and as far as I remember, Michael had never got serious with another women since then. When I turned eighteen, it only got worse. Then I graduated high school and became a legal adult and no one could get in trouble now, legally. Katie would rain a world of hurt on me if I fucked her daddy. Therefore, I sadly resigned myself to only fantasy when it came to Michael. Little did I know what this trip held for me.

“Laney, wake up girl! God, I have been saying your name for the past three minutes. Did you go brain dead or are you just being you?” Katie joked.

“Oh shut it, Katie! I got a lot on my mind lately. I hope this little vacation can help me put shit behind me and move on. You said you had a surprise for me. Spill it, girl.” I slung back at her.

“Don’t give me shit, Lane. I got the batteries for the toys! However, the surprise is that my dad is going to come down in a few days to vacation with us. I hope you do not mind. He has agreed to let us do whatever we want, unless it is going to kill us. He has always been really cool with us and I thought he could use some time away too.”

“Sure, you know I don’t mind hanging with your dad.” I replied, trying to hold the excitement and dread out of my voice.

The rest of the drive, I sat staring out the window and thinking of Michael and fantasizing about him stealing me away and taking me back to his room and fucking me. My nipples hardened and pussy throbbed, the thought of Michael’s hard body against my softly plump body turning me on quickly. Thank god, I have toys, I thought to myself as we pulled into the hotels front parking lot.

“What the hell, Katie! You know I cannot afford to go half on this fancy shit. I thought we had agreed on a cheap yet clean place.” I yelled, frustrated as I gazed up at the posh resort type hotel.

“Calm down, Bitch. Jeez! My dad decided that since he was going to hang out with us too, he would take care of the hotel reservations and payment for us. This is where he chose, so let’s just enjoy the luxury, ok?” Katie snarled back and laughed.

“Oh ok. Sorry. I am just worried about my money situation. Shit is so much more expensive in Cali. What the hell was I thinking when I applied to Berkley?” I said quietly.

“I don’t know, Hun. I should kick your ass just for that. I am going to miss you so much when we have to leave each other. We have been friends for 13 years now. Its definitely going to be weird not having you around. Let’s get our shit and get our asses in that fancy ass hotel.”

We climbed out at the valet parking area and a bellhop ran up to our car quickly.

“Welcome to the Hillshire Resort and Spa, Ladies. Do you have any luggage for me to assist you with?” the eager bellman said.

Katie responded, “We sure do, sweetie! It’s all in the trunk.”

She tossed the keys to the attendant to assist the bellhop with the luggage and valet park her car, and grabbed my hand. She eagerly led me into the revolving glass doors.

The interior of the hotel was even more luxurious than the outside. The marble floors gleamed in the light of the chandeliers, and the lobby décor was simply amazing. We spied the front desk and hurried over to it, excited.

“Hi. My Friend and I have a reservation for 7 days. Under the name Robertson, I believe.” Katie informed the smiling desk clerk.

The desk clerk typed the name into the computer and smiled widely when the machine beeped.

“Yes, here it is. It seems your Father wanted you girls to have a great time. He reserved a double room suite with private balconies for each room, a Jacuzzi and private massage table. Let me get the cards, and I will have you ready to go in just a couple minutes.” he jogged into the back room quickly.

“Holy shit, your dad had to pay a fortune for that kind of room. I feel so badly now. I need to find a way to repay him some of it. I feel bad for accepting this but will enjoy it never the less.” I loudly whispered to Katie.

“He loved doing this for us, Hun. He could not stop smiling after he made the reservations a month ago. Let us just enjoy our time in this modern day heaven, and not look a gift horse in the mouth. I plan on getting much enjoyment from this trip, so the separate bedrooms will be great!” she snickered in my ear as the clerk came back to the front; smiling.

“Here you go, Ladies. I hope you enjoy your stay and remember us the next time your in the area. If you need anything, anything at all, do escort bakırköy not hesitate in calling the front desk or you can reach me on this number.” he spoke quietly, and slid a business card to Katie.

Katie smiled brightly, tucked the business card in her pocket, and grabbed the key cards.

“Thanks! See you later, Sweetie.” she called out to him as we walked to the elevator.

I punched the number eight, and waited for the glass doors to open. A few seconds later, they opened and we piled into the elevator, including the bellhop with our luggage. The doors opened up again as we reached the eighth floor. The bellhop pushed the cart out first, motioned for us to follow and led us down the hall to our room.

“Room 837, Ladies. I’m sure you will love It.” he opened the door and pushed the heavy cart into the room.

We followed him and just stared at the luxurious room. This had to be the prettiest room I had ever seen, literally. The plush carpet covered every inch of the floors, the walls were painted a beautiful coral, and the furniture was heavy oak. Perfect would have been an understatement.

“Oh my god, I am never going to leave this room. I could definitely get used to these kinds of surroundings easily. I’m going to check out my room.” I uttered in shock.

I headed to my room as Katie made a beeline for hers. My room was beyond my wildest dreams. The bed was huge! A king sized oak framed bed dominated the center of the room, the linen a silky rose. The carpet was simple beige but was like walking on clouds. I looked around more and spied the sliding glass doors to my private balcony, equipped with a soft, padded table. I turned back towards the room and just smiled. I begun to unpack my bags that the bellman had just brought into the room. I hung all my clothes on hangers and placed my intimates in the dressers. When I had first come in, I noticed a huge hot tub in the corner of the living room and decided to slip into my bathing suit.

I walked out into the living area; my black one piece hugged my curves lovingly. I’m considered a big girl, but I’ve always carried my weight very well, naturally blessed with big tits and nice round ass; I filled the suit out just right. I walked to the hot tub and turned the water on to the desired temperature. The sound of the door opening and then closing startled a small yelp from me.

“What the hell!” I yelled, startled.

“It’s Me, Lane! I am so sorry that I scared you! I got so bored sitting at home, I decided to head down almost right after you and Katie left. I hope I’m not ruining any wild party plans or anything.” Michael, Katie’s dad, spoke quietly, his eyes slowly roamed up and down my scantily clad body.

“Hey! No way could you ruin anything. Thank you so much for this room. It is so amazing. You should see my bed; it is huge! I could probably fit five people in it easily. I’m so glad you came down early, now we can all have a long vacation.” I smiled widely at him as I noticed his line of sight was fixated on my tits.

“Wow, five people? I really must have interrupted a really wild party then huh?” he laughed.

“Oh God, That is not what I meant. I may be freaky, but not that freaky. I much prefer one on one with an older man, if I get my perfect choice.”

I caught the widening of his eyes and the raising of his eyebrow at my last comment, and smiled. I turned to cut off the water to the hot tub and push the on button. The water begun to dance slowly, the heated water swirled repeatedly.

“You don’t mind if I hop in, do you? I really need a good hot soak to easy my muscles from the long drive.” I smiled back at him over my shoulder, slightly bent over the edge of the tub.

“Not at all, I need to go find Katie, anyways. Well, um, enjoy the hot tub and ill see you later on, ok?” he replied, his voice slightly trembled at the end of the sentence.

“Sure thing, Tell Katie that I said you and her could pick what we do tonight. I’m very easy to please.” I called out as I closed my eyes and sunk into the water.

I heard the door open and close a few minutes later, I knew he had been staring at me as I soaked and I loved it. Maybe I could get away with seducing him on this trip. He did have his own room and I was sure Katie would want to do her own thing sometimes. I soaked in the tub for a good 15 minutes and just as I was getting out the phone by the couch rang. I ran across the floor, dripping water as I went.

“Hello?” I answered a little out of breath.

“Hey Lane, It’s me, Michael. I found Katie but she has already made plans with the front desk person for tonight. She said you and me should do something fun. Feel up to a long dinner, and maybe a few drinks at bar somewhere? I understand if you don’t want to hang out with an old man.”

“Sounds great, what kind of restaurant are you thinking? “I responded excitedly.

“Great! A nice restaurant, I would not dream istanbul eskort of taking you to a sub par restaurant, Hun. Could you meet me in the lobby around six? I’ll be the dashing older gentleman by the fireplace.” he joked.

“I’ll be there with bells on. I’ll be the young sexy woman on the prowl for dashing older gentleman.” I responded saucily and hung up.

I grabbed my towel and danced around the front room, over excited to be getting my chance on the first night. I looked at the clock and about fainted. It was already four. I ran to my room and scrounged through my clothes. I finally decided on a short grey silk skirt that fell to the middle of my thighs, and a black and grey form fitting silk tank. I also grabbed a silky black bra, and matching thongs. I hurried into the bathroom and jumped into the huge shower.

I sang softly to myself as I soaped up my soft body, paying special attention to my ass and pussy. I decided I had better shave to be safe so I ran the razor across my pussy slowly and carefully, leaving it silky smooth. After I washed my curly auburn hair, I jumped out and dried off quickly. I headed back into the bedroom with the towel wrapped around my hair in turban style and get dressed. Michael seems to like woman who don’t wear a lot of make up so I forgo my usual routine and just put a little bit of mascara and a tinted lip

Gloss. I headed back into the bathroom and free my hair from the towel. I grabbed my styling putty and smeared it through each section of hair, separating the curls until my hair draped down my back in soft rings. Taking a glance at my full reflection, I smiled and check the time. It is now 5:30 and I am already ready. What should I do for the next half an hour, I asked myself. Suddenly, I remembered the toys I brought.

I grabbed a small bullet vibe and undressed quickly. I laid on my bed and spread my thick thighs wantonly, slipping the vibe directly onto my protruding clit and turned it on. TThe vibrations nearly made me scream, considering I have not had a release in over twenty-four hours. I moved the bullet around my clit in small circles and turned the vibrations on high. I moaned and grunted as my body reacted to the stimulation quickly and my legs begun to quiver violently as the oncoming orgasm rushed upon me. My body tightened up and my hot female cream begun to squirt out of my throbbing cunt hard and fast. The waves of pleasure rolled through my body repeatedly as I laid there, gasping, and trembling quietly. Maybe I can make it through dinner now without jumping Michael’s bones. I slid off the bed and headed back into the bathroom to wash up my pussy and thighs. I returned to my clothes, redressed quickly, grabbed my purse, and headed to the door and down to the lobby,

I exited the elevator and spied Michael standing by the fireplace, his gaze focused on the paintings. He was so damn handsome, I had thought to myself. He might have been 47, but his looks told a different story. He stood a good 6 ft 3, I didn’t know his weight but he was definitely in shape, he had long brown hair that curled down to his shoulders, and the most beautiful green eyes I had ever seen. I had yet to see his body unclothed to describe his maleness. I smiled and snuck up behind him and pinched his cute ass lightly.

“Surprise, Michael I whispered.

“Oh shit! Damn, Lane, you scared the hell out of me and did you just pinch my ass, young lady?” he smiled down at me.

“Why yes I did. I rather enjoyed it too. So, dashing older gentleman, where are you taking me?”

“I could think of a couple places. How about my room?” he joked, “Oh god, I can’t believe I just said that! Please forgive me, Lane. That was so bad.”

“You shouldn’t tease a lady. I would have no problems going to your room with you, Michael. Don’t apologize for giving me something to fantasize about later.” I responded quietly.

His breath was hot against my bare neck as he breathed heavily, “What are you saying, Lane?”

I wrapped my arms around his neck lightly, and whispered, “I’ve wanted you for so long, Michael. If you ever want me sexually, or any other way, I am more than willing and happy to give myself to you.”

I pushed my body against his lightly and moaned softly as his hands gripped my hips tightly.

“Fuck, Lane. I have wanted to hear that from you since you graduated but never thought you would want an old man like me. We are definitely going up to my room, come on.” he moved away, grabbed my hand, hurried me to the elevator again, and frantically pushed the top floor button. The doors opened and closed quietly. We only stare into each other’s eyes as we waited for the ride up to be over.

The doors opened and he rushed out, pulling me to the nearest door by the elevator. He opened his door quickly and ushered me in.

I walked in and settled myself on the couch as he got us some drinks. He never asked me what I wanted so I hope I can drink what he brings. He escort şirinevler walked back in the room with two glasses of red wine and sat them on the table.

“Lane, if you decide you don’t want this anymore, please let me know. I do not want you to feel uncomfortable at all. I just want to make you happy. I want to explore each inch of your fabulous body.”

“Michael, I will never stop wanting you. You are my dream lover. I have dreamed of you repeatedly. I hope this isn’t another dream.” I whispered to him, as he sat and handed me my wine.

“Oh, this is no dream, babe. I am very real, and very ready to claim you as mine. Let us finish our wine, and order some room service. I do not want to jump into bed with you. I want to show you how a real man treats a woman. What would you like?” he assured me softly, and handed me a small menu.

“I’m so happy we have tonight together alone. I had planned to seduce you at some point this weekend. Katie cannot know though. She would kill me.” I replied, glancing at the menu, “Can you order me some angel hair pasta with very little sauce?”

“Yes, Lane, and I do understand the need for discretion here. I won’t say a word.”

He reached for the phone and pressed zero for the kitchen. I heard him quietly ordering our dinner as I stood and walked to his balcony to take in the view. Wow, I think to myself. His balcony was much larger than mine was; it even had a small sitting area around a self-contained fire pit. On the other side was a large, padded chaise lounger that seemed to be calling my name. I walked to it and settled down upon it, my curvy legs stretched out and crossed at my ankles. My skirt laid across my thighs, clinging to them lovingly. I laid back and closed my eyes to enjoy the night air.

“Damn baby, you look so damn good like that. Please do not move because of me, I want to watch you enjoying the moment. You can even take a nap if you would like. Dinner won’t be here for about a half an hour.” Michael murmured as he walked out onto the balcony.

I only smiled and thought of ways to tease you. I shifted my legs open a bit and the breeze easily pushed up the flimsy material closer to my pussy. I sighed softly and ran my hands up my thighs slowly. I opened my eyes to look directly into his eyes.

“Oh, I am not in the mood for a nap, Michael. I want to cum for you. Do you want to sit back and watch me play with my hot plump pussy for you? Want to see me squirt on your lounger?” I whispered huskily.

“Oh fuck, Lane. Let me see that hot cunt, baby. I am dying to see anything you want to show me. I’m your avid audience.” he growled and sat in a chair directly in front of me, giving him the perfect view up my skirt.

I slowly pulled my skirt up around my waist and raised my hips up to slide my soaked thongs down my legs, my legs held straight up to give him a great view of my pussy lips and round ass. I threw my thongs into his lap and spread my legs wide for him.

“You like what you see, Michael? I shaved just for you and my thongs are so wet because you made me that way.”

“Oh shit, Lane! My cock is bout ready to explode in my boxers. I love that I made you so wet, baby.” he raised my thongs to this face and breathed in deeply, moaning loudly. His hand begun to slowly rub the bulge in his pants. His eyes never left my crotch. I inched my fingers closer to my pussy.

My hand finally reached its destination and cupped my mound softly, the middle finger dipped down in between the lips to flick against my clit softly. I moaned and lifted my hips to pump my hips against my hand. I rubbed my clit in circles with a finger and spread open my lips with the other hand to let him see how wet I had became. I already felt a small stream of juices flowing out and down my ass crack.

“Oh Michael, This feels so good and right. I love doing this for you. I want to cum so badly; I won’t be able to last much longer to prolong my little show for you.” I moaned and thrashed my head back and forth slowly.

“Cum for me, Baby, I want to lick you all clean when you’re done, oh god, please cum for me, Lane!” he pleaded, his hand rubbing his huge bulge faster, and panting.

I moaned loudly and began to slide two fingers deep into my hot cunt, pumping in and out vigorously and rubbing my clit just as fast. My body flushed pink and my thighs trembled, I pulled my legs back until my knees are rested on my chest and start to cum hard. My juices squired out and my screams of ecstasy pulled Michael closer to me.

“Oh Lane, move your hand, baby!’ he grunted as he fell between my legs and moved my hand out of his way, his hungry mouth dove into my streaming pussy. His tongue dove into my cunt hole to suck out my cream hungrily. He then moved his mouth to my sensitive clit and gently sucked it into his mouth as he rubbed my thighs softly and ran his nails down to my ass cheeks to squeeze them.

“Michael, Fuck yes, baby! You are going to make me cum again. I grunted out through moans.

He only sucked my clit a bit harder and flicked his tongues across it at the same time. He spread open my ass cheeks and teased my pink puckered hole with his pinky; my juices already had my asshole lubed up good. He pushed the tip of his pinky in and wiggled it, and moaned around my throbbing clit.

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“Come on Jake,” Thom encouraged. “We need a good drive on this hole.”

“I will do my best Mr. Tilly,” I sighed. “I should have spent more time golfing instead of basketball when I was younger.”

“For craps sake, will you quit calling me Mr. Tilly and call me Thom. My gosh, you’ve been dating Teagan openly for the better part of 8 months now. I think were past that now.”

“Sorry, Thom,” I corrected myself. “I’m just not used to it yet.”

“You better get used to it then. Teagan thinks you are going to ask the question any day now.”

“What gave her that idea?”

“She knows,” he laughed.

“I haven’t even asked you if I can ask.”

“Well, if you want to ask her, you have my permission you know. You are like the son I wish I had. You’re a good man and good for her.”

“Thank you Thom,” I smiled. “I was going to ask you but I was going to wait until the time was right.”

“There, I saved you the trouble he chuckled. Now hit a good one so I don’t have to keep carrying your ass for the whole round. I really want to beat those guys.”

“Come on,” I joked. “What about the last few holes? I got us a birdie and two nice pars.”

“The sun shines on a dogs ass every once in a while,” he said slapping me on the back.

“Thanks for the vote of confidence,” I laughed.

“Hey, you two going to hit or spend all day talking about it?” Melvin cried.

Thom groaned but didn’t say anything. I could tell he was on edge. He really wanted to beat these two this time. It was a matter of pride for him. We weren’t trying to win a PGA tour event or anything but it was important to him. These were his cross town rivals from another dealership. He hadn’t won against them in five years now. He really wanted to shut them up.

Thom’s shot had strayed off course and he was in the rough. With a one shot lead we should have been ok but the other two were perfectly in the fairway on this shorter par 5 finishing hole. That put the pressure on me to find the fairway myself.

I relaxed as I set up and got ready to hit. I wasn’t the best golfer in the world but I held my own. I played in high school and some in college but nothing like basketball. I looked at the ball and stepped back a half step to get the ball further forward in my stance now. I had been pulling the last few drives right so this was the necessary adjustment I needed. I decided to swing hard and let it fly.

“Holy shit,” Thom cheered. “It may never come down.”

“Wow,” I said as I watched it fly straight and far. It flew really far. At least 75 yards further than the other two balls in the fairway.

“Ringer,” Melvin cried. “Where the hell did you find him?”

“You like that don’t you,” Thom hissed. “I knew I brought you for a reason.”

We drove up and waited on Thom to hit. He put it back in the fairway just short of where my ball was. The other two hit and left them just off the green. We drove up to Thom’s again and he put it just off the green. That put the pressure back on me.

“Dam, that was about 290 on that drive,” he cried.

“I get lucky once in a while,” I joked.

“Well lucky,” Thom said. “Put it close and seal the deal.”

I played a 7 and landed it about 25 feet from the cup, dead center on the green.

“That should do it,” I said as I climbed back into the cart.

“Baring nothing too crazy from them,” he offered.

They both chipped them close but not in. Thom flopped his shot and left a ten footer for par. I had an eagle putt to give us a two shot advantage. I rolled it within six inches and tapped in for birdie. That sealed the match and the win Thom had been waiting for.

We shook hands and headed back to the club house for lunch. Thom was all smiles as he bragged about the win. I just smiled and ate my lunch. It wasn’t that big of a deal to me.

“Hey Thom,” I stopped him as we were leaving.

“Yes?” he questioned.

“I want to do this right. I love your daughter and I want to ask you if I can ask her for her hand. I know you gave me your blessing earlier but I want to ask the right way.”

“I’d be happy to have you as my son,” he smiled. “You have my blessing.”

“Thank you,” I said.

“When do you plan to ask?”

“I don’t know. I have my first game of the season on Thursday night. Maybe on Friday, we are going to dinner. I’m just going to play it out and see how it goes.”

“Is Taylor going to start?” he now asked.

Taylor was a freshman and the third of his four daughters. Tara was his oldest at 20, then Teagan at 19 now. They took a break before having Taylor and then soon after Tessa came along. Yeah, they had a thing for the letter T.

“I don’t know,” I said truthfully. “She’s good and has improved a lot over the summer but I have Mandy and Mindy still as my two best guards. I just want to make sure she is ready for the role. She might not start but she will see a lot of time, that I can say for certain.”

“At least you’re honest with me,” Thom smiled.

“If I can get Mindy comfortable playing in a different spot she will start for sure. Maybe a few games escort beyoğlu and she will be ready.”

“Don’t rush things for me Jake. It’s your team, you do as you please. You did amazing things with them last year so keep it rolling.”

“We are going all the way this year,” I said confidently. “They are a confident bunch and are playing great together.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself.”

“I know, one game at a time. I just have that feeling though.”

“Are you in for next Wednesday, I have a match set up against a couple of the managers at the bank. They won’t be too hard to beat but I like having you around. You’re not so bad at golf, don’t kid yourself.”

“It’s going to be my last week then,” I said. “I’ve got a lot of time off from work to coach the girls.”

“I understand. This week was the important week. I was glad I had you. Besides, the weather is going to turn any day now and the courses will be closed.”

“I’m getting my knee fixed again in the spring but after that I will take some lessons to help my swing.”

“I know a guy,” Thom smiled.

“I bet you do.”

“I’ll catch you later,” I said waving to him.

I got in the car and headed for home. I was surprised at how well Thom and I got along. He wasn’t the asshole I made him out to be. He was an honest and hardworking guy who hated all the bull shit people brought to him. He presented himself as such but once you got through all the garbage and he figured out you weren’t after him for anything he opened up to you.

I arrived home and headed into the house. I stopped in my tracks as I saw Teagan sitting there in just a shirt and underwear painting on her toes. Her one leg hanging over the side of the love seat, the other drawn to her chest as she painted. Her body was intoxicating to me as I watched her concentrate on her toes. Bright red polish carefully being brushed on her little toe.

I looked her body over as I watched. I don’t think she saw me come in as she didn’t acknowledge my presence. Her hard little nipples easily visible under her thin shirt. Perfect outline of her cunny as her panties barely covered them. I circled the seat as she dipped her brush back into the paint. I waited until she finished before I touched her.

I pulled her hair away from her neck to expose it. She shifted in slight surprise but didn’t say anything. She just tilted her head to expose more of her neck to me as I leaned down and wetly kissed it. My hands sliding down her collar bone to her breasts. I cupped them and felt the weight of them as I worked higher to her jawline with my lips. She moaned as she pressed into my kiss.

“What do you want?” she giggled her little girl giggle.

“You,” I breathed.

I nibbled on her ear a little as my hands pulled her shirt up and exposed her tits. I pinched her nipples as I worked my mouth down her neck and over her collar bone to the right one.

“My nails are wet,” she sighed. Her body still arching into my touch as she spoke.

“I’m not going to kiss your feet,” I teased.

“My fingers are wet too,” she sassed.

“Quit playing with yourself then,” I further teased.

“I got you for that,” she cooed.

I circled around the seat and got in front of her. She spread her legs wide to keep me away from her toes. I got right between them and leaned in to kiss her. A loving smile on her face as I pressed my lips against hers. She kissed me back as my hand cupped her cunny now. Her panties slightly pressing into her slit as her lips parted under my fingers. She gasped into my kiss as I slipped a finger under the edge and grazed her lips.

I kissed her nipples as my fingers touched her clit. I slipped so easily over the sensitive bud as she panted. I parted the material of her panties to one side as I knelt down. I kissed her there and felt her press into me as she giggled. I dipped my tongue into her center and circled her opening. Wetness covered my tongue as she gasped and flattened her hand on my head.

I licked my way up to her clit and drew circles on it. I teased her for a minute with my tongue before pulling back a little and blowing on it. I felt her shudder as she looked down at me. I licked her from clit all the way down to her asshole. I probed at it for a second before returning to her clit again.

She gasped as I focused on just her clit now. I circled it with my tongue before pulling it into my mouth and rolling it around on my lips.

“Fuck, right there,” she moaned.

I flattened my tongue over it and shook my head side to side. That brought her over the edge as she called her warning. I lapped at her until her breathing slowed. I tasted her cum as I probed her hole and gently licked her still.

“You better not mess up my nails,” she warned as I stood.

“I’m not after your nails,” I laughed.

She laughed so seductively now as I hooked my fingers around her panties. I pulled them off her hips a little, just enough to make more room to part them from her lips. I hated when the elastics rubbed my cock. I pulled istanbul escort them clear of her lips and took in her cunny as she looked at me patiently.

“You going to look at it or fuck it?” she asked coyly.

“Horny little bitch,” I teased as I dropped my pants. My cock sprang free as I stepped out of them.

“You started it,” she cooed.

“Guess I have to finish it too.”

“Hmmm,” she growled as I sank into her now.

I felt her cunt grip my cock and gasped at how wet she was today.

“I’m wet aren’t I?” she teased.

“That you are,” I growled.

“Been thinking about you all day.”

“Yeah?” I asked pressing into her with a steady pace.

“Too bad you left so early this morning or I would have given you a great wake up call.”

“This is making up for it.”

“Hmmm,” she growled.

I kept pressing into her with a steady pace. Wetness leaking from her as I found her end and bumped her cervix. I loved how her puss felt wrapped around my cock. It seemed to pull me back inside as I reached the beginning and started to return. Our hips softly crashing together as we fucked.

She pulled her knees up to her shoulders keeping her legs spread and away from my body. This opened her up and let me slide so easily into her. I picked the pace up as she begged for more. Full in and out as I quickly closed in on my climax.

“Can’t hold back baby,” I cried. “Fuck, you feel good today.”

“Keep fucking me,” she cried. “I’m so close. Don’t stop.”

My toes started digging into the carpet now as I pressed into her a little harder. The love seat started sliding across the floor as I slapped into her.

“Keep fucking me,” she begged.

“Cumming,” I cried.

“Give me your cum baby,” she yelped. “Fill me up and make me cum.”

I started filling her and calling her name. My cum soaked the walls of her cunt as the room spun a little. Dam she was hot today. Something about her had me worked up.

“Keep fucking me, I’m so close.”

I kept pushing into her, my cock not losing any steam as I pounded her now. I kept moving my feet to keep up with the moving seat as I fucked her.

“Cumming,” she yelped.

I grabbed the back of the couch as her legs pressed into my arms. The wet slaps of sex played in the background as she cried out in pleasure. I rode her until she begged me to stop.

“I’m going to be sore,” she laughed.

“Dam,” I panted. “You are fucking on fire today.”

“I know,” she giggled. “I don’t know why I’m so wet today.”

“I like it.”

I leaned down and kissed her as we relaxed and remained as one. I remained fairly hard as we continued to kiss. Softly I continued to slide in and out of her.

“Let my nails dry then you can have me again,” she smiled.

“How long is that going to be?”

“Half hour or so,” she chirped.

“I don’t think I can wait that long.”

“Go take a cold shower,” she laughed. “Besides you kind of smell. What were you doing today?”

“I was golfing with your dad.”

“Oh yeah, I forgot. How did it go?”

“We won so he was thrilled.”

“Good. He wants us to come over for dinner tonight.”

“We have practice tonight,” I reminded her. “You are coming to help aren’t you?”

“Yeah,” she smiled. “We are going to dinner after.”

“Alright,” I said.

I reached down and pulled her panties back into place as I pulled from her.

“Jake,” she squealed. “Now my panties are going to be soaked.”

“Like they weren’t before we started.”

“Yeah, but that was from me.”

“There’s going to be some of you in there too.”

“You’re a pain in the ass,” she giggled and softly slapped my face.

“I will make it up to you,” I said raising my eye brows at her.

“After you shower stinky.”

“Cold shower isn’t going to slow me down,” I warned her. “You better be naked by the time I’m done.”

She stood and started gathering her painting supplies. “What am I going to do with you,” she sighed.

“I can think of a few things,” I said as I started walking to the bathroom.

“Yeah, yeah, I hear you.”

I tossed my shirt into the hamper as I turned on the shower. I sniffed myself and was surprised that I did have a slight odor. It was a nice day out so I didn’t think I was sweating that much. I climbed into the shower and cleaned myself off.

I got out and toweled off. Started looking around for my basketball shorts but couldn’t find them anywhere. I left the bedroom and walked into the living room to ask Teagan if she had seen them.

“Hey baby, have you seen………” I fell silent as I looked into the kitchen.

Teagan stood at the sink washing some dishes. It wasn’t the act of washing the dishes that had me speechless. She was as naked as the day she was born while doing it. I was stunned that she actually took me up on my offer. My cock was already at full staff as I reached her.

I could tell she was giggling quietly as I approached her. I stood behind her for a second and took in her flawless body. I wrapped my arms escort ataköy around her and kissed her neck as she jumped.

“Be careful with that thing,” she teased as my cock poked her butt.

“You shouldn’t tease it like this then.”

“I’m not teasing.”

She melted into my touch as she arched her back making her butt press into my cock.

“I’m just washing the dishes.”

“I thought your fingers were wet?”

My fingers sliding down her tummy to find her cunny.

“Not from being painted,” she said seductively.

I dipped my hips as she slightly parted her legs and created just enough space for my cock to slip in between them. My sensitive head slipped along her still wet slit as she rocked her hips.

“Is that right?” I asked.

“I’ve been wet all day long.”

“Hmmm,” I growled into her ear as I kissed her neck.

“I had to touch myself just a little. My fingers are no comparison to your cock though.”

She arched her back hard as she pressed her fingers against the head of my cock. I felt it press against her opening. Her slick lips parted and I slipped inside as she gasped.

“If touching yourself makes you this horny you need to do it all the time.”

She pushed herself back into me and leaned forward now making the angle better for me to penetrate her.

“What makes you think I don’t,” she growled.

“Bad little girl,” I moaned as I pressed into her deeply.

“I’m only bad for you. Hmmm, I love the way your cock feels inside of me.”

I pulled from her slowly until just the tip was inside. Her cunny was quivering already as I started to press back into her slippery folds. I molded my body to hers and cupped her tits as I moved just my hips. Her cunny squeezing my cock as I slowly fucked her. I kissed her back between her shoulder blades and made she skin shiver with goose bumps.

“Fuck,” she gasped. “I’m going to cum hard.”

“Already,” I teased.

“Ummm hmmm,” she growled.

I felt her cunt tighten as she released. Cum flooded her hole as she squeezed my cock hard. Her wetness leaked from the edges as I pressed into her.

I carefully turned her away from the sink. We made the six foot walk over to the kitchen table without losing our bond. She leaned over the table and looked over her shoulder at me. She had that look on her face. I loved the way she smiled at me.

“I love you baby.”

“Love you too,” she moaned.

I pressed into her with more speed now. My cock glistened white as I withdrew then plunged back into her. I loved fucking her from behind but I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to see her face as I loved on her. I pulled from her and sat in the chair. She never questioned anything now. She just pushed herself from the table and straddled my lap. She lowered herself down on my waiting shaft until I was pressed inside as deep as I could go.

She just undulated her hips and leaned down to kiss me. I cupped her tits as we fucked slowly in the chair. Just a slow rise and fall now as she panted into my mouth. Little moans escaping her as she grew closer to the edge. Her wetness leaking from her making her so smooth and slick. I loved the feeling of being inside of her.

“You close,” she asked breaking my thoughts.

“Almost,” I panted.

“Good, I am getting sore now.”

“You, I never thought I would hear that.”

“A girl can only fuck for so long,” she giggled.

I gave her a look. She knew what I was thinking.

“Maybe tonight,” she said.

“You think you’re ready for that?”

“I’ve been using the plugs. I think I’m ready.”

The thought excited me and brought me right up to the edge. Her eyes rolled back as she started to cum. I was right with her as we came together. We panted as we rested and held each other. Sometimes silence can speak more than words, this was one of those times.

“We don’t have to if you’re not ready.”

“I said we can try. If it hurts you can have me right where you’re at.”

“You will be in control,” I assured her. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I know baby.”

She kissed me once more before standing. She cupped herself and went to the sink.

“Your shorts are in the dryer.”

“Thanks.”

I rested in the chair for a minute before going to get ready. She finished the dishes then got into the shower. We left together and went to practice.

The girls worked well tonight and looked more than ready for the game tomorrow. I hoped that the first game jitters didn’t get to them and they would perform. Then it was off to Thom’s house for dinner. We stayed way later than we wanted to and got home well after 1030.

“Do you think we can take a rain check,” she asked.

“I was going to ask the same thing.”

“Glad we are on the same page.”

“Are you coming to the game tomorrow?”

“I’ve got a late class so I’m not sure if I will make it. Thursday are going to be hard. If I do it will be in the second half.”

“I know. It’s okay.”

She snuggled up next to me and we drifted off.

I made a last second decision and started Taylor. I moved Mindy to the 3 spot and used Mandy and Taylor as the guards. Maybe the stars aligned that night or the other team had the first game deer in the headlights syndrome. Whatever it was, it was bad for them. We blew them out. It was 74 to 24. Everything was falling for us and they couldn’t buy a shot.

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Somewhere along the line, I made a discovery about being a female and being able to be stimulated to such a peak that I experienced ejaculation. I’ve been encouraged to share my learning experience on here. Who knows, maybe in sharing what I’ve learned about how my own body reacts, more woman will realize they have the potential and just need to learn what the feelings are and how to make it happen. For that matter, maybe the gentlemen reading this will find the right buttons to assist their partners in reaching that peak. I’m only going to be able to give you a personal perspective. I hope in reading this, you’ll find some spark of recognition, something you’ve experienced already, and realize it is not a freakish thing to have happen. It might save you years of thinking that it’s a strange thing to be able to do. It took me too long to realize that the way I respond is not abnormal, unusual maybe, because I allow it to happen. Hundreds of years of Western Society’s way of thinking have clouded the fact that the woman can and should enjoy sexual orgasms as much as their male or female partners. Having spent some time talking to other ladies online, I know I’m not the only one out there that can flow like an artesian well.

When my husband and I first started dating, and experimenting with sex, I found I was always getting wet. I’m talking the kind of wet that comes with a long slow kiss leaving my panties more than damp. When we got around to touching more intimately, he would have a soaked hand. Now I knew I wasn’t emptying my bladder, it just didn’t feel the same. I had no idea where it was coming from. I’ll never forget the first time we were at my parent’s house after we’d gone out to see a movie. We’d been necking all the way home and by the time we got into the house where everyone was in bed asleep, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. We’d been sitting on the couch, slowly undressing each other, opening shirts, undoing jean buttons, rubbing hands over skin as it was becoming more exposed and getting hotter than hell. He finally pulled my jeans off and kneeled in front of me as I sat on the couch, enabling him to fondle my sensitive breasts while fingering my pussy. I grabbed the back of his head and pushed it down between my legs. Getting no resistance from him at this point, I spread my legs a bit wider and enjoyed my first session of pussy licking. When his tongue contacted my clit for the first time, I squirted, he jumped, licked his lips and dove back down for more. I didn’t know what happened within me. I was so hot at that particular moment that I didn’t care, it felt good and he seemed to enjoy it. I lost control over what my mind and body were doing and experiencing. They seemed to know all by their selves what to do and who was I to argue with them when I was climbing a peak and jumping off the top?

From that point on, I waited for the same thing to happen whenever he got close to me. Those first tingles preceding any serious sexual contact, would set my mind to wandering into it’s own world. I would anticipate his touch and start to flow. I had more wet jeans and shorts that summer, and I learned to wash a lot of laundry before anyone found them. We were both a little more than fascinated with what was going on, and decided to keep experimenting to see what got things started. My clit seemed to be a trigger. Now considering escort mecidiyeköy I was studying in the medical field at the time, I started doing some research, but to no avail. Nothing in the medical field even attempted to explain where the female’s natural lubrication came from. All they ever said was it ‘seemed’ to come from the lining of her canal, in other words, they didn’t have a clue. I quit reading the books. I knew better. There was no way I could be squirting out streams of fluid from one location internally if it was supposedly from the entire internal lining. So much for science!!!! Research began on a more personal level and was more fun for the two of us I should mention.

Quite by accident one night, I was …..well for lack of a more tactful way of putting it….sitting on his face, when he started to lick around my clit. Now that hooded little fellow got very hard and extended quite nicely so he had something to suck on while he inserted two fingers slowly inside my wet pussy. Being the gentleman that he is, he started a slow in and out motion with those fingers and rubbed up against the top of my canal. Breaking away from the clit kissing for a moment, he commented on the ridges he could always feel at that spot and to prove the point to me, he took my hand and had me place my fingers inside instead. I started to concentrate a bit more on what my hand was feeling and agreed, it was ‘different’ textured there. Pulling my own hand free so I could lick my fingers, he got back to business and stared nibbling my clit and stroking my insides again. When I felt those now familiar tingles coming on, I rolled my hips forward and back as he curled his fingertips just so they rubbed that spot lightly. With the sensation of having my clit pulled and tugged at, and my spot rubbed, I started to flow. When he swallowed and mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm’d in contentment, I was turned on by his reaction and I let my mind escape. I knew this feeling was coming again and with it, the rush of fluids out of my body. He drank till I settled down a little, then leaned his head back and looked at me.

“Do that again baby, I want to watch it come out”. What a turn on for my brain. Taking my own hand on my clit, I started to roll it between my fingers. With the other hand I reached down and inserted two then three fingers inside. I closed my eyes, thought of nothing except how good I was feeling, how intense my stomach was clenching. When he started talking to me and encouraging me with the simple words of ‘cum on baby’ once again I started to do more than leak. He reached up with both his hands and opened up the lips of my pussy as I pulled my fingers out and continued to stroke my clit. I opened my eyes to see his fixed on the place between my legs. He was grinning like a kid with a new toy. Again, I squirted when my mind took over thinking about how erotic it was that he was watching. I caught him full in the face with the first gush, the second he caught in his mouth. By that time I needed some cock, so I slid down his chest, soaking him along the way because his chest hair felt so wonderful under my thighs. I slid over his stiff cock and rode a bronco that didn’t get a chance to buck me off.

Earlier I alluded to Western Civilization’s attempt to thwart the females ability to have orgasms. Our generation istanbul escort bayan has learned to even talk about it, (some things from the age of the flower children have benefited us all haven’t they?), and in that talking we’ve changed our way of thinking. Over the years I’ve constantly been seeking anything in print that discussed my ability to flow so much. Finally in the last few years, thanks to the Internet, I’ve located references. Like all search engine results here you need to shift through the wheat and chaff. I can not condone those sites that say the only way a woman ‘finds’ her G -spot is through fisting. That’s not the case for all women by any means. I found mine through soft caresses and a willing partner. After locating it, I practiced alone till I’m now fully aware of where it is and how it works. The lasting reward is the fact where I required tactile stimulation years ago, I can get into contractions and orgasms with words whispered to me, holding off the touching and just enjoying the mind’s ability to drive me over the top and gush.

Ok, I suppose by now I’m sounding like I’m a braggart. Please don’t think that, I’m not. I feel I’m blessed. For many years I was so embarrassed by it that I wouldn’t allow myself to let go and really have a strong, intense orgasm. Needless to say, those years were pretty dry and dull in the bedroom. Once I found information online about this ‘ability’ and realized it’s available by every woman to whatever degree she allows it, I knew I had something special to offer my partner. It also took talking to other guys that found it as exciting as my husband did. So now on to the slightly clinical explanation of how the female body really is designed. The part the books in school fail to talk about because it’s ‘not polite’.

Maybe it all stems from the fact that on the male body, the sexual organs are exposed and it’s more than obvious when arousal is taking place, but females and males, before birth, share a lot of the same features. Early in the pregnancy, it’s difficult to tell the sex of a child, even by ultrasound. Technology has at least allowed us to visually see and accept this fact. I’m sure most of you have read that the clitoris is ‘like’ a small penis, in shape and location. We know on the male, below the penis is the scrotum and testicles, what we weren’t taught is, that with the female, the tissue behind the clit, within the vaginal canal where those ridges are, is of the same makeup as the scrotal sac. Buried within the tissue is a sponge like area, connected to the clitoris, that the urethra or tube from the lady’s bladder runs through. The bladder’s urine never mixes with the fluids that this sponge collects when females are stimulated. (Science has finally analyzed the two fluids and they are very much different). When this area, or as many refer to it, the G-spot is rubbed and stimulated, the sponge swells with body fluids and actually contracts around the urethra cutting off the bladder flow. (Think of it this way, do you know of any guys that can cum and go pee at the same time? Nope. Can’t be done can it? Same thing with the ladies…smile). The two tiny openings that my ‘squirting’ comes through is not the opening from the bladder, it is smaller and below the urethra, toward the clit. The amount of fluid collected varies according to how escort taksim ‘hot and turned on’ I am. Sometimes the first contractions bring a few teaspoons full, and other times it can be a lot heavier. During the exceptional occasions, I’ve been known to fill a cup. (Yeah that was my research partner’s idea…smile) My theory is that each woman’s volume is individual. I’ve always been the kind of female that retains fluids (swollen ankles during pregnancies etc), so maybe I do have more than some ladies. I still maintain that all woman have the sponge within them and that’s where her natural lubrication comes from.

What I’ve found to be the major difference is the fact that for the female to get to the point of vaginal, G-spot orgasm, she has to be stroked longer until she learns the feelings and what will happen. The G-spot isn’t the sponge, it’s the area that stimulates the sponge to collect fluids and contract and squeeze them out. So often the first time it occurs, she thinks she’s peed on the guy, and she gets turned off from allowing that much loss of control over her body, when in reality, she’s just had her first truly hard orgasm and ejaculated.

The sponge like area has finally been given a name, the Skenes gland. The gland is similar to the prostate in the male and the fluid’s makeup is like prostatic fluid. Ancient cultures in the East, revered the female body and it’s ability to respond sexually. Somewhere along the line of ‘civilization’ the attitude came along that female’s were seductress and when they allowed themselves to enjoy sex it was wrong in doing so. Thank god that attitude is leaving us. There are many web sites out there that talk of Tantra sex, a sort of mystical union at times, sex that goes beyond physical satisfaction and stimulation. I only want to warn you to read carefully and search for accurate sites. Anyone can publish on the web…(heck they even publish my stuff!!)

Check it out for yourself if you want. There are others I’m sure. I’m not selling anything. They might be. That’s their choice. Their sites do contain better explanations than I can probably write.

In closing, I have just a couple of suggestions. Don’t close your mind to the possibilities ladies. With some exploration of your own sensuality, you can discover the peaks of orgasms the novels talk about. If you have a willing partner to help in the exploration it’s all the more fun. If not, do like I do. Put on some soft music, lie down somewhere comfortable with a towel under your butt in case you leak, start by slowly touching your nude body, touch lightly if that’s a turn on to you. Refrain from coming into contact with your center most area for as long as possible, giving your body time to become excited with the anticipation, then slowly trace the folds of your flower, teasing yourself. Circle your clit lightly, then run your fingertips up and down the lips of your pussy, eventually opening it a little. Rub the inner part of your thighs and come back to your moist pussy again, teasing touches. Insert one or two fingers and feel the changes in the texture inside. Finger the top of your pussy behind the clit, rubbing back and forth, feeling the swelling start. Ever have a guy tell you he can ‘feel’ your pussy swell when you’re getting hot? With two fingers separated a little apart rub up and down again. If you start to feel the moisture come, don’t fight the feeling. It’s not an urge to pee, it’s an urge to have an orgasm. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with using toys either. Vibrators can help and there’s always the ever comforting dildo. Of course, nothing replaces a warm cock ….WEG…(wicked evil grin)

Go with the flow ladies…..go with the flow!!!!!

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Michael and Joann, Early Years

Chapter 1

Tina and Lillian

Sometimes you get the best fuck from where you would least expect.

Mike meets Jo’s family and discovers her older sisters don’t like him.

*****

I am Michael, 21, 6′ 160 pounds of well proportioned muscle, topped off with sandy blonde hair parted on the left, and a perpetual 5 o’clock shadow. While going to college I had girlfriends who enjoyed being fucked by my thick, 8 inch cock. College life mandated fucking all willing females and drinking.

Then I met Joann.

Joann Ciccone is 21 years old, 5’7″ tall, and 135 pounds with curly black hair extending five inches below her shoulders. Her brown eyes are large and expressive, and dark red lipstick displays sexy lips. She has perky 36C breasts and large pink areolas, with dark nipples that stand out ¾ of an inch. Her waist is narrow accentuating her peach bottom ass. Her legs are long and well proportioned.

She turns men’s heads easily, and draws looks from women. She never lacked for companions for a girl’s night out. She loves to dance. She would sway seductively, letting her hands move freely up and down from her breasts to her luscious thighs. She loved to do the shimmy and sway her breasts. Her movements were erotic. To look in her eyes while she danced was hypnotic. She was pouty and spoiled, and was used to getting her way.

Jo had a strong Catholic background reinforced by the sisters of St Joseph’s School and her Aunt Gina, a nun. Jo had been saving her virginity for a future husband, until she met me.

We met at the home of a mutual friend the day after Christmas and by Valentine’s Day we were fucking like rabbits whenever we were together. Jo was dazzled by my “Joe College” demeanor, and finally gave in to my persistent demand for sex.

Jo lived in a large house in Montclair with two older sisters, Lillian 26, and Tina 24, a younger brother Ralph 13, and her parents, Maria 44, and Tony 48.

When I met her family I was shocked at the similar appearance of the daughters to their mother. The women were nearly the same height. Marie had an amazing chest that must have been a 40C, and was a natural blonde.

Lil, the eldest child, had at least a 38C rack and blonde hair.

Tina’s tits were a solid 36B and she had auburn red hair.

I am a breast man in case you didn’t notice.

I realized that all the women wore similar blouses; faintly see through, showing large nipples. When they turned to lead me to the living room I realized their asses were identical too, very Kardashian, covered by form fitting black stretch pants. Their asses wiggled in step with their mother.

I walked behind with her dad, Tony, who shook my hand firmly and whispered, “Like what you see?” with a broad smile nodding his head at the women. I could only reply “Yes, very much so.” We both had a hard on entering the living room.

I was introduced to an Italian meal that Marie made that was delicious. It was heavy; meal pasta followed by Ham an antipasto salad, Medaglia D’Oro espresso and café American. escort sefaköy We were joined by her aunt Gina and two of Marie’s bingo girlfriends. Sunday dinner was a big thing in the Ciccone household.

Table talk had me telling Marie and Tony about myself and my plans after college. At that time I had none. Tony was a building contractor and Marie was a part-time model for a local lingerie designer. Her pictures would appear in local advertisements with the Sunday paper.

The insert for the Sunday I visited had Marie in a red lacy bustier and bikini panties. Her hip was cocked to the side with a gap between her thighs. Her head was cocked to the opposite side with her long, blonde hair hanging down, and one hand up to her ear. It was a stunning picture and my cock responded to it. Jo’s hand was in my lap and she squeezed my cock and gave me a look that said, “Hey! That’s my mother!”

I looked at Mr. Ciccone and said the only Italian word that came to my mind: “Bellissimo.” That got a round of applause from everyone and a pinch on my cheek from Marie Ciccone.

Sunday dinners were the best and afterwards everyone played cards with the favorite games being five card stud and pinochle.

Lil and Tina did not seem to like me, and I felt a cool response in my conversations with them. Jo tried to convince me they were just being ‘big sisters’.

Jo worked in a plumbing supply business a few blocks from home in Montclair New Jersey. She was the Gal Friday to the owner and his son, and the salesmen who periodically came into the office to urge a rush delivery to a client.

Jo was the secretary and dressed the part. Her work outfit was a button down blouse, pencil skirt and high heels.

Jo was a closet exhibitionist who loved walking the office mail two blocks to the local post office rather than put it in the closer mailbox at the street. On her daily trips her ass wiggled just right resulting in loud cat calls, and beeping horns.

She beamed and said her pussy was always wet from the attention she received. She told me that one man showed her a $100 bill and asked for a date. To my disbelief she turned down the money.

I was then a junior attending Seton Hall University as a history major. My parents footed my college tuition leaving me to work part time for gas, car insurance and spending money.

Jo’s father liked me a lot and pulled strings to get me part time jobs locally. This allowed me to come to their house for dinner just about every night after class; a distance of 7 miles. I then went to work until 11:00 PM or so. I would come back to their house and fuck Jo while Tony and Marie and her siblings slept.

Jo wore skirts with no underwear and would bend over in the alcove off the living room and tell me to fuck her brains out. Jo loved getting her cunt fucked, but wanted no part of anal, or blow jobs. This irritated me a lot as I wanted to fuck all her holes. Jo put her foot down and refused. I was crushed feeling my cock wasn’t getting its proper nourishment.

One late escort bayan July night, I had just kissed and fucked Jo and was on my way out of her house to my car when I met Lil and Tina. I was startled to see them outside. They were wearing housecoats and had slippered feet. Lil asked me if I had a moment to chat with them. I followed them through the back door and up the rear staircase into a bedroom; Lil’s bedroom I found out.

“Sit down on the bed, Michael” intoned Lil as she and Tina stood expressionless in front of me with folded arms.

Tina handed me a cell phone asking, “Does this look familiar?”

I could feel the blood drain from my face as I watched a video that showed me, quite clearly, fucking Jo from behind with her skirt bunched around her waist.

“Caught!” I thought.

All I could do was look them in the eye and say, “Jo has a sexy body, and is a great fuck.”

Lillian grabbed the phone from my hand, made another selection and showed me the screen again. It was me pounding Jo on another occasion with her ass in the air and her forearm on the steps leading to the second floor.

“I just knew there was something about you the first time I saw you. We didn’t say anything fearing we’d hurt Joanie’s feelings. Is it safe to say there were other nights when you fucked our sister that we may have missed?”

I said: “I have fucked her every night, at least once, since Valentine’s Day. If we walked together down the hall she would pull her skirt up around her waist and whisper, “Fuck me.”

“Are you calling our sister a slut?” continued Tina.

“Why are there no videos of you fucking her ass, or getting a blowjob?”

“Jo doesn’t do anal, or blowjobs. She does like me eating her out.”

They look at each other and smiled, then turned back to me and Lil said: “If Jo won’t let you fuck her ass, or suck your cock, she’s a fucking idiot!”

I was stunned by the response. Then they both stepped out of their housecoats wearing red quarter shelf bras with exposed pierced nipples, and lacy red thigh-high stockings. They both had shaved pussies.

I didn’t move. I couldn’t move! They pulled me to my feet and kissed me with open mouths and tongues as they stripped me.

Tina pulled me over to the bed and lay down with her ass in the air and her head on a pillow. She reached behind with both hands and inserted two fingers with very long curved nails in her ass pulling her sphincter apart. I was on my knees behind her with the most painful erection watching as the entrance to her rear pleasure grotto grew wider. I felt the bed move as Lil knelt behind me and grabbed my cock, whispering, “It’s time to fuck your new slut, Michael.”

Lil reached to her own sopping cunt inserting fingers with two inch nails and lubricated my cock. She did this several times and held her fingers to my lips and said, “Taste me.”

I sucked and she started finger fucking my mouth. She then grabbed my cock and pushed me forward guiding me into Tina’s rear pink hole.

As I entered her ass Tina removed her escort atakent fingers and reached back to fondle my balls. Lil changed position and pulled my hind cheeks apart sticking her tongue in my ass which made my cock grow another inch.

I entered Tina easily as she shook her ass saying, “Fuck my hole with your cheating cock.”

“Oh, God! I’m cuming already!” Her body trembled like an earthquake as I kept slamming my cock into that tight hole.

I loved to feel my ball sac hit her dripping pussy. I don’t know if I fucked her for five minutes or ten minutes, but I was prepared to do it all night. Tina moaned and urged me to fuck her harder. I increased the tempo of my strokes and Tina pushed back as fast as I was humping her. Lil had one of my testicles in her mouth, and two fingers in my ass. Tina was moaning and I could feel her shaking again with orgasmic delight.

“Michael, I’m coming again!” shouted Tina as Lil’s fingernails massaged my prostate causing me to climax immediately. I’ll never forget the feeling of the gobs of semen discharging from my balls into Tina’s sweet ass.

I was spent and my cock softened and fell from her ass. As I lay on my back Lil lay beside me.

Tina sat on her sister’s face and let my semen drip down the crack of her ass into Lil’s mouth. I watched for almost five minutes until there was no more flow as Tina lowered her ass onto Lil’s pulsating tongue.

I briefly fell asleep at that point only to be awakened in what only seemed like moments later as Lil was deep throating my fast hardening cock.

Lillian has a marvelous mouth and she rammed my cock deeper in her throat than I’ve ever experienced. My vision of Lil going down on me was blocked by a cunt in my face as Tina said, “Eat me, Michael.”

I enjoy eating pussy and was delighted that Tina’s tasted like honey. I messaged her ass cheeks as I swirled my tongue in her pussy all the while aware of the awesome blowjob by Lil. When I knew I was cuming I pulled Tina off my face, wrapped my legs around Lil’s head, and pushed her head down harder with my hand as I erupted into her throat.

Lil kept swallowing and sucked my balls into her mouth as well. After what seemed like a very long time Lil stopped sucking and dug her nails into my ass cheeks as I released her from my grip.

Lil kept my cock in her mouth as she breathed in gasps and my cum ran out through her nose. She didn’t release my cock and was tapping her fingers and thumb together, which was strange.

“Pictures!” blurted out Tina who grabbed her iPhone and snapped several pictures of my cock and balls in Lil’s mouth. Finally she let my jewels plop out and sat down cross-legged between my legs with a beaming smile.

“Michael! You have a lot of cum in your balls. I couldn’t believe the number of ejaculations you had. What was it? Six? We have to video you cuming somehow.”

We then went into a group hug on the bed with lot of kissing and squeezing boobs, cocks and asses.

I got my desserts from Jo’s older sisters. Tina was all too happy to provide me with her luscious ass, while Lil loved to deep throat my cock and swallow my sperm. I think the sisters fucked me more out of sibling rivalry than a desire to hurt Jo. Amongst the sisters my always available cock was fair game.

Jo was completely oblivious of her sisters’ wantonness, or my betrayal.

More to come…

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Holly had interested me for quite a while.

Although I was nearly twice her age, I would see her each day at the site I was working and had struck up a nice, chatty relationship with her. What attracted me to her straight away was her size. She was tiny!

Everything was in the right proportion. She was a gorgeous creature in every way; a feminine, womanly figure but everything was just small. Holly stood about four foot eleven with long raven hair and was petite. She confided to me that she was twenty four years old, but she looked much younger due to her diminutive build.

She had the tiniest of hands and feet, really pretty freckled face with big blue eyes and a tendency to blush easily. I made sure to take advantage of this latter trait as often as possible by shooting her compliments or teasing her.

She was always dressed in jeans and a pair of Converse style shoes (from the kids’ section, she told me!) and often wore a fleece top, as she worked in the packing area.

Often, her hair was in a ponytail, which gave her a real girlish look. What had started to please me most was that she was now making a point of seeking me out at every opportunity to talk small talk and to chat with. I had told her from the off just how cute I thought she was and she just blushed and thanked me with a smile. Since then, she had made it clear that she was more than happy with the attention I was giving her and I came to realise that she was attracted to me too.

I had been waiting for the chance to make a move and happened to bump into Holly in a quiet spot at her workplace and just felt compelled to say something forward to her.

“Holly, there are days that you look so cute I could eat you!”

I was rewarded with the usual blush and a shy smile and she just looked me straight in the eye. I returned the smile and tracing a finger to push her hair from her face to behind her ear. Looking at her solidly in the eyes I found myself follow up with;

“…and there’s one particular place I would dearly love to start!”

Holly turned bright red but smiled broadly and gave out a nervous giggle.

“Sounds good to me!” she blurted out nervously.

Wow! I’d got the response to me I had fantasised about for ages. I placed my index finger under her chin and gazed down at her intently.

“Well, why don’t we make it happen?” I asked gently.

“I’m off next Monday” she responded flatly, “I’ll give you my address and you could pop round and see me.”

“Try and stop me!” I blurted out with a smile.

“How does midday sound?” I offered.

“Perfect!” she announced. “Wait here and I’ll get you my address.”

She almost skipped away and within a couple of minutes she was back, handing me a slip of paper with her address and mobile ‘phone number.

“Just text me before you arrive to make sure it’s still OK” she said, and went on her way with a smile.

I made sure to drive past her address prior to the Monday to familiarise myself and I was excited and aroused in anticipation of our meeting. I noted that she lived escort bayrampaşa in a large house that was split into individual apartments.

The weekend crawled by and Monday arrived. At a quarter to twelve, I was parked around the corner from her house and sent a text as promised.

“Hi gorgeous. Ready for the big bad wolf to eat you all up?”

I waited a couple of minutes and my ‘phone buzzed. “Come on over. Little Red Riding Hood. Lol”

I left my car safely parked round the corner and walked to her door. Pressing her buzzer, I heard footsteps on a timber stair and the door opened to reveal a smiling Holly, dressed in jeans and a short red smock dress over the top, barefoot and, as I immediately noted, bra-less… Her feet were just amazingly pretty and petite. She had lovely chubby little toes and they were painted red and nicely manicured, as were her fingers.

She took my hand and just said “Come on in!”

I was almost bodily dragged upstairs to her apartment and she closed and bolted her door behind me.

Her home consisted of a large room with a large sofa and armchair, a TV and a small kitchenette area with worktop separating it from the lounge. A door off the lounge area which was open, led to the bedroom and I could see that this was fairly small and almost filled with a double bed placed across a window.

We stood in the lounge alongside the sofa both wondering what the next move was to be.

“You know Holly…” I stated flatly. “I’ve been wanting to get you alone for a long time.”

She smiled shyly and looked at me.

“Me too!”

I put my arms around her waist and she raised her arms onto my shoulders, looking up at me and I kissed her long and gently on her full pouting lips.

We hugged in silence, both taking in the moment. I felt her tiny breasts on my stomach as my hands slipped under her top and enclosed her tiny naked waist. I withdrew and kissed her deeply and she responded passionately.

After a short while of kissing and holding each other, I whispered in her ear.

“And now for the main course…”

I dropped to my knees and raised her smock dress to kiss her soft, warm belly, whilst my hands cupped and stroked her beautiful little bottom. Her hands were on my hair, stroking my head as I delved and licked into her belly button and allowed my hands to trace up her flanks under her smock top to her naked back. She felt incredibly

soft yet firm to the touch and I noted her wonderfully feminine curves.

I let one hand drop to the belt of her jeans and unbuttoned them, lowering the zipper slowly as she wriggled her hips side to side. I immediately pulled down her jeans to her ankles and she stepped out of them, one foot at a time whilst I was still hungrily feasting on her tummy button. I stroked my hands up the backs of her pretty legs and sat back to gaze at her mound through a pair of red lace panties. You could clearly see the valley of her pussy through her panties and she had a wonderful puffy mound which eskort protruded rudely there between her soft, smooth thighs.

I could smell her sweet, musky scent and could almost feel the heat radiating from between her legs on my face. I looked up at her face, looking down at me, as she moved her hands to the sides of my head and stroked the side of my hair, smiling.

I lifted her dress upwards as she raised her arms and raised myself up on my knees whilst lifting the dress up and off, my face a matter of inches from a pair of absolutely perfect, small, pert breasts.

Her nipples were quite substantial and were surrounded by the pinkest, smoothest areola I think I have ever seen. I cupped her pert little breasts gently in my hands and licked and suckled the nipples.

Holly cooed loudly “Oooooh!”

As I gently and lovingly licked and kissed her breasts, I hooked my index fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them straight down to her ankles.

Whilst she stepped out of them, I placed my hands on her buttocks and stroked them. I sat back again and gently placed my hands on her hips and looked at her pussy. She was shaved, apart from a small, black strip running upward from her fleshy mound and her pussy was a very smooth pale pink with swollen and pink outer lips; no sign whatsoever of her inner labia.

I reached my face in and delved my tongue to lick along the crack of her womanhood vertically, delving hard at the top to seek out her clitoris, which made Holly gasp. One hand was now on the back of my head and her fingers were grasping my hair pulling me onto her. I gently pushed her back onto the sofa and she half sat, half lay back on the large cushions and watched me intently as I pushed her legs apart and gazed longingly at her exposed cunt.

She was looking straight down at me and I looked her straight in the eyes as I moved my mouth onto her and licked along her inner lips, delving into her wetness. (Wow! She was absolutely saturated

with sweet, slippery juices!) I pushed her knees wide apart as she raised them upward alongside her breasts and placed her hands over her ankles to expose herself for my invasion.

I licked and sucked at her labia and then sought out her clitoris, which was by now sticking out rudely and very swollen. Holly was making small gasping and sighing noises as I worked on her.

I lapped at her pussy for all I was worth and inserted my middle finger, palm upwards, into her perfect, tight little cunt and rubbed her G-Spot as I finger fucked her and licked round and round her clitoris. By now, her knees had started jerking upwards from each push of my finger and my cock was straining at the front of my jeans. I just had to fuck this wonderful little woman!

I inserted my index finger alongside the middle finger and could feel the tightness of her cunt muscles squeezing against me as I fingered and licked her for as long as it took to achieve a noisy orgasm…

I could bear it no longer and gathered her naked body up in my arms and carried her to escort gaziosmanpaşa the bedroom. She had her arms around my neck and was kissing my face and mouth as I gently placed her on the bed and frantically unbuttoned my shirt. She leaned forward and grabbed at my belt buckle and almost

tore my belt and waistline of my jeans open.

I threw off my shirt and pulled down my jeans and briefs all in one, pulling each leg off with each sock as I went. My cock was rigid and sticking upwards and Holly gazed at it with wide blue eyes

as I stood upright. She sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed the shaft of my cock and squeezed it.

“Wow. Nice!” Holly exclaimed.

Reaching across to the top drawer of her bedside cabinet, Holly retrieved a condom, tore open the packet and skilfully rolled it down over my erection, taking a moment to stroke me along my length as she gazed at the swollen rudeness of my manhood in front of her face.

I pushed her gently back and climbed onto her as she shuffled to lay on the bed, kissing her full on the lips. Her arms were under mine and around my upper back as I positioned the head of my swollen and by now, throbbing cock, at her wet opening. Her fingers were grabbing at my flesh and she looked down between us at my cock, which was about to impale her. In one movement, I pushed gently and the head of my cock pressed into her. She was wonderfully wet and incredibly tight, but I pushed my hips forward and my cock just seemed to glide into her half way.

Holly gasped as I raised myself up onto my elbows and kissed her neck. I made a conscious effort to pull out of her slightly, then pressed my swollen and stiff erection in again slowly, but deeper.

Holly emitted a sort of pleading noise; “Mmmmm?”

I couldn’t help but keep pushing myself into her and she took it all the way to the hilt. I could feel her cervix against the underside of my cock as I pushed myself deep into her, strongly and roughly. I was now at the point of no return and started fucking her deep and hard as she bucked beneath me in perfect rhythm.

I couldn’t seem to stop myself. I unconsciously uttered “Yes! Yes! Yes!” with each thrust.

Holly was gasping “Ah! Ah! Ah!” in unison as we fucked each other frantically.

After what seemed like an age, I felt myself welling and knew I couldn’t hold on any longer when Holly suddenly loudly reached orgasm. She grabbed me so tightly and wrapped her legs round the backs of my thighs that she was no longer permitting me to move in and out of her, but I was buried deep inside of her as she shook and twitched in a full body orgasm, clinging to me like a limpet.

I could feel her cunt clenching onto my cock and this pushed me over the edge, joining her in a

loud, but exquisite release. I exploded inside her and kissed her hungry mouth desperately as we both collapsed flat onto the bed and lay there panting, kissing and cuddling for what seemed an eternity.

After a short respite, we shifted to lay on our sides, her arms inside my arms which were wrapped around her, her hands stroking the hairs of my chest as we kissed, giggling and hugging.

She was everything I had fantasised that she would be and we spent the next couple of hours together on her bed. Much more happened during those hours to recount that was wonderful and memorable.

But then, that’s another story…

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It’s a really nice day outside, I thought, as I gazed out of the third floor window, and here I am stuck at school. As if that wasn’t bad enough, I was in English.

“Sam!”

“Yeah, Miss?” I turned back around to find my English teacher, Miss Evans, staring at me from her desk. She was 23, and had only been working at the school since the start of the year. I was 18 years old.

She wasn’t too tall, probably just over 5 foot, but she was so hot. She had a cute roundish face, wore glasses, and always had her long blonde hair in a ponytail. I guess it made her look even younger than she was.

“Have you finished reading chapter one already?”

“No, I..”

“Every lesson it’s the same thing,” She was getting up from her desk now and striding over towards me. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the odd person daring to turn their head in my direction. Miss Evans was beginning to go red in the face “And every lesson we end up having the same argument. I’ve had enough of it, Sam. I want you in here after school!”

“You’re giving me detention!?” She didn’t reply. She just escort güngören span round and walked back to her desk. Anger was bubbling up inside me. She was just picking on me, it was always the same. But as much as I hated her right then, I couldn’t help but stare at her arse as she walked away.

This usually ended up happening. No matter how pissed off I was at her, I seemed to end staring at her amazing body. My favourite were her breasts. They weren’t too big, probably B-cup. But somehow they made her seem perfect.

After another 3 hours of school, I made my way up to the third floor English room, and slowly entered. Miss Evans was sitting at her desk. It took a couple of seconds to register who it was, her hair wasn’t in it’s usual ponytail, but hanging freely. She got up and approached me.

“Glad you could finally make it,” she said, pointing at her watch.

“Sorry, Miss, I got held up by…”

“I don’t want to hear you’re excuse. If you’re not going to take this detention seriously then you can have one tomorrow bayan escort too”

“What!?” My anger bubbled over this time. “Are you crazy? You know fucking full well I’ve done nothing wrong! This whole thing’s bullshit, I’m leaving.” As I turned around to get out of the room, she grabbed my arm and pulled me back around.

“How dare you talk to me like that!” Her eyes were wide and her breathing heavy. The next thing I knew her other hand slapped me across the face. I just stood there staring at her. What the hell was she playing at? She moved closer, our faces inches apart.

“I’m going to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget.” She threw her lips onto mine. They were so soft. Her tongue thrust itself into my mouth, and all the anger I had felt seconds ago was gone, replaced by lust.

She broke away, and stepped back. I was expecting her to tell me how big a mistake the kiss was, to tell me to leave; but she simply gave me a sexy grin, then removed her top and her bra.

I was now able to see the true beauty of her boobs. Her nipples were standing up. I escort güneşli reached out and pulled her back towards me, kissing her for a second time. This time, she began taking my clothes off, then the rest of hers.

“Fuck me, Sam.” The tone of her voice was no longer commanding, but longing. I pushed her backwards, onto her desk. She grabbed my already hard cock and pulled it towards her pussy. The head of my dick was just touching her. She was so wet!

I couldn’t wait any longer, I needed to see how she felt. I pushed my cock inside her pussy. She was so tight.

“Oooh, Sam!” I began pumping in and out. Faster and faster, deeper and deeper, until her moans echoed around the room.

“I’m going to cum, Sam!” I had only just registered what she’d said, when I felt her pussy clamp down hard on my cock. Her body was shaking uncontrollably.

“I want you’re hot cum inside of me, Sam.” Her voice was shaky, her body still quivering. I couldn’t hold out any longer, and I pumped my cock in her for the last time, the feeling in my balls exploded. I could feel the cum shooting into her wet pussy over and over.

I pulled out and sat on the desk beside her.

“Fucking hell, Miss, that was amazing”

“Yes,” she replied, “but look at the mess you’ve made on my desk.” She pointed to the cum dripping out of her pussy. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to give you a weeks worth of detentions…”

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Maggie and I met in one of those adult chat rooms. We exchanged pictures, and I immediately fell in love. She wasn’t a knockout, but she had a “girl-next-door” cuteness about her. Most importantly, I could tell from the shirt that she was wearing in her picture that she had really nice, big tits. I’m a breast guy, so after looking at the picture I was more than ready to cyber with the girl. After about an hour of online fun, we exchanged email addresses, IM screen names and phone numbers.

Maggie lives in Delaware and I live in Texas, but the long distance didn’t come between us and our internet and phone sex sessions. Not only was Maggie cute, but she had a voice that drove me crazy. By June 10, Maggie and I had been talking to each other for about 3 months. That was the day that she said that she wanted to meet me in person. She was out of school for the summer, and wanted to fly to Dallas to meet me. I couldn’t believe my luck. I offered to pay for her plane ticket, but she refused to let me. We made plans to meet that weekend.

I could hardly wait for Friday to roll around. I booked us into one of the best hotels in Dallas (a hotel way over my budget, by the way), and made reservations at one of the city’s trendiest restaurants. That Friday, I was at Gate 36 of DFW Airport with a half dozen roses. When I saw Maggie my heart skipped a beat. She was even prettier than she was in her picture. Her shoulder length black hair bounced as she walked. Her brown eyes seemed to sparkle with life and mischief, and her body…..Let’s just say that her picture did not do her justice. Her lithe, 19 year old body fit her perfectly, even though her C cup breasts look a little too large for her 5’2 frame. When she recognized me, she gave me a fierce hug. Being a foot taller than her, I had to bend down to kiss her on the lips. She was three years younger than me, but she seemed to have a maturity well beyond my years. Maggie was all woman.

“I was wondering what it would be like when we finally met,” she said as she took the offered flowers.

“Maggie, you’re even more beautiful than you are in your picture,” I managed to say while looking into her big, brown eyes.

“You are always so sweet to me,” she replied.

She took my hand, and we walked to my car. She threw her carry-on bag (Which was her only piece of luggage. Apparently, she didn’t plan on wearing much on our weekend together) into the backseat, and we drove off into the humid Southern twilight. As I told Maggie about escort çapa the restaurant that we were going to be having dinner at, I could see disappointment spread across her face.

“What’s wrong,” I asked. The last thing I wanted was for her to be disappointed by any aspect of our weekend.

“Nothing’s wrong.” Then she smiled wickedly as she looked at me. “I just thought we could skip dinner. What I’m really hungry for is you, Brad.”

I could feel my cock start to stir as I tried to keep myself from looking too overjoyed. I stared at Maggie. The smile stiff frozen on her face, she arched her eyebrows in a silent plea. She waited for me to say the words she wanted to hear.

“Shall we go straight to the hotel then?” I said with a grin.

She touched my right thigh, and her hand wandered near my growing cock.

“Mmmm,” she cooed, “that sounds like a better plan.”

We pulled into the hotel’s parking garage, and checked in at the front desk. After, we stepped into the elevator for our ride up to the fourth floor. Maggie wrapped her arms around me as she kissed me hard on the lips.

“Oh, my God, Brad, I’ve wanted to do this for so long now,” she whispered through shallow breaths. I started to kiss her neck as I ran my hands down the curves of her body. I could feel her bare ass through the material of her short, black skirt. She wasn’t wearing any panties.

Just before I could run my hands up and underneath her skirt, the elevator reached the fourth floor. I led her to our room. We were like high school kids about to experience their first time. Maggie giggled excitedly as I fumbled with the room’s key card.

The door had barely closed when Maggie shoved me against the wall and kissed me again. This time, she unbuckled my belt while she kissed. I went back to where I left off in the elevator. My hands followed the inside curve of her thighs until I reached her smoothly shaved pussy. Maggie was already very wet, and she moaned as I started to tease her down there with my fingers. She had my rock hard cock in her hand by then and was slowly stroking it.

She flashed that same wicked smile that I had seen in my car. She slowly traced a finger along the hair at the center of my chest and stomach as she sank down to her knees. She took the head of my cock into her mouth. Her warm tongue swirled over it as she started to slowly stroke the shaft. I leaned back against the wall and moaned for escort bayan istanbul more as Maggie expertly sucked me off. Her lips enveloped me inch by inch as she took my entire cock into her mouth. Her nose brushed against my pubic hair as she deep throated me like a pro. She moved back up to the tip, and then swallowed me again and again. Every time, more and more saliva ran down my shaft. My balls ached. Maggie stroked and sucked harder and faster. I was ready to shoot my load, and I warned her.

She let my throbbing dick slide from her mouth as she unbuttoned her white, silk blouse. Her beautiful C cups were held in place by a lacey, black bra.

“Cum on my tits, baby,” she said. “I know you like to pretend to do it when we talk online.”

I smiled and nodded. She enveloped my shaft with her mouth again and finished the job for me. When I couldn’t hold it any longer, I pulled myself from Maggie’s mouth and aimed my cock for her bra clad mammories. She squeezed them together and cooed in anticipation. I held my cock in my fist and stroked once…twice.

My hot, wet sticky load landed with a splat between Maggie’s magnificent cleavage. I shot two more loads, coating Maggie’s tits, bra and chest. She took my cock into her mouth again and greedily sucked out the last, lingering drops of my seed.

“Mmmm,” she said while she smiled up at me. “Now, that was much better than any dinner would have been.”

I startled Maggie by picking her up in my arms. I walked over to the bed, and she squealed with delight as I threw her down onto it. She started to wriggle out of her skirt as I pulled the remainder of my clothes off as fast as I could. She dropped her skirt onto the floor, and I got my first glimpse of her perfectly shaved snatch. She reached behind herself to unhook her bra. The lacey, cum soaked material slid away from her chest to reveal her very ample breasts. Her nipples were already stiff, and she moaned softly as her hands lightly brushed against them.

As I surveyed the curves of Maggie’s body, my cock began to grow again. By the time my face was between her legs, I was completely erect. My tongue licked her cunt from top to bottom. She was already wet, and I savored the taste of her sweet juices.

“Yeauuuuhhhh,” she tried to speak, but her words came out as a moan as I started to flick my tongue across her swollen clit.

“Oh…… God….uhhhh. Oh YES,” she stammered. “Eat my pussy, Brad. Just like that, baby.” escort etiler I sucked her clit into my mouth sucking for all I was worth. I wanted to do for her what she had done for me. Maggie had her legs draped over my shoulders, and she began to grind her cunt against my face as I brought her closer and closer to where she wanted to be. Her hips pushed forward as an explosion of her juices hit me in the face. She sighed heavily as her orgasm subsided. My tongue lapped up the cum that did not coat my face. She sighed dreamily as I licked her clean.

My cock was still hard as a rock. I climbed up onto the bed with Maggie and straddled her; my cock dangling inches from her hot pussy.

“Maggie,” I said, “you always make me so hard. I’ve wanted to do this for so long.”

“What are you going to do to me, baby?” she asked with a smile. “Tell me what you’re going to do, bad boy.”

My cock ached to be inside of her. I probably wouldn’t last for more than a few seconds before cumming. I prayed that I wouldn’t disappoint her.

“I’m going to shove my hard cock inside of you, and pound your pussy until I fill you up with my seed.”

Maggie’s eyes gleamed in anticipation and a wide grim spread across her face. “Fuck me baby. Give it to me hard.”

Never being one to break a promise to a woman, I shoved my cock inside of her, spreading her pussy lips wide. Maggie wrapped her legs around my waist, and I held her soft, tight ass as I pumped my cock in and out of her. I started slowly, then faster and harder. With each thrust, all 8 rock solid inches of my dick entered her. Her pussy was surprisingly tight, and it held onto my manhood like a vice. Maggie moaned as her sharp fingernails dug into the flesh on my back. She screamed as I plunged into her again and again.

“You like this, don’t you,” I asked. “You love having a hot hard cock pound the hell out of your pussy, don’t you?”

“Oh…uhhh..Oh God, yes! Fuck me, Brad. I’m going to cum…any seco..uhhhh! Any second.”

Maggie bucked underneath me, and I felt her juices flood her cunt. Her nails dug into me as she came. Her pussy still held onto me tight, and my balls ached to release their load. I had lasted much longer than I thought I would. With a groan, my hot, wet load filled Maggie’s pussy and mixed with her own juices. I groaned as my seed shot from my cock like bullets.

I collapsed on top of her, and she wrapped her arms around me. Her pussy continued to hold on tightly to my now wilting cock. I stared into Maggie’s big, brown eyes. She smiled up at me as she grabbed my face and pulled down to hers. She hungrily kissed me. We both moaned as our tongues teased each other. I looked into her eyes again and smiled at her.

“You were right,” I said. “That WAS better than any dinner would have been.”

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