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The quiet of the upstairs was surreal after the noise of the party: the speakers doing their best to drown out talk while people gathered in every corner doing their best to yell over it. Those sounds were audible from the upstairs, but it was pleasantly muted, like the sound of your parents talking from the front seat of the car while you doze in and out, leaning against the car door.

The quiet dimmed slightly as the bedroom door swung open and shut behind her. She didn’t turn at the sound but listened to the steps coming closer, at first forgetting to breathe and then beginning again at a rapid pace. She still did not look as a hand rested on her shoulder and pushed her from her seated position until she laid on her side, still facing away from him. She saw the other hand reach past her and heard the clink of a bottle landing on the nightstand.

And then both hands were on her, reaching around her to grope her breasts through her shirt and bra. She gasped as the one hand stroked her throat and then grasped her chin, pulling her gaze upward away while his other hand squeezed her breasts mercilessly. Her neck yanked back, Jennifer stared at the unfamiliar print hanging over the bed in this strange bedroom. Her eyes fixated on the landscape, as her body warmed from the touches.

His left hand slid from her breast, across her stomach, and rested on her skirt over her crotch. He rubbed the heel of his hand against her mound briefly, but quickly his fingers were at the hem of her skirt, pulling it up her thighs towards her waist. She could only stare at the wall as he held her chin tightly, his fingers brushing against her face. She gasped and squirmed her hips as his other fingers brushed her panties. He left her skirt bunched near her waist and immediately went to pulling down her panties. She sighed as his hand brushed past her pussy again, and laid her hand on his arm. But he did not pause as he stretched his arm down her body, pulling her underwear down as far as he could reach.

The cool air teased against her hot, exposed pussy. She now felt the rough touch of his jeans on her bare ass as he moved against her. Soon though the touch was gone as he moved away, and released her with both hands. She heard bonus veren siteler the zip of his pants and the sounds of him undressing. She still did not look, instead staring ahead at the dark bedroom wall, listening and feeling. His hands seized her by the shoulders and pushed her onto her stomach, her face pressed into the mattress. She felt him straddle her and felt his hot cock lay against her ass. His hands now grabbed her hips, lifting them off the bed as he slid his own hips downward. His cock ran the length of her crack and then thrust up into her crotch. It banged against her warm pussy lips until she felt his cool hand guide it to her entrance.

Reaching her arms out on each side, she grasped the blankets with her hands. He pushed into her slowly, his fingers digging into the flesh of her ass, pulling his hips towards her. She writhed beneath him, pushing back into him with her hips as she rubbed her breasts against the fabric of the bed. He groaned as he reached the limit, his cock deep within her. She felt one hand grab her shoulder as he pulled back and then rammed into her. The other hand reached around her torso and grabbed her tit beneath her. Squeezing it through her blouse in time with his thrusts, he began fucking her using his grip on her shoulder for leverage. She felt his thighs on top of hers, his jeans bunched around his knees. Her face rubbed against the mattress as her body slipped back and forth with his thrusts. She moaned at the feel of him inside her, moving in her slick, wet pussy. Craning her neck she lifted her face from the bed, gasping as her breathing quickened.

She felt her orgasm rising in her, rising on the feel of his hand squeezing her breast, the feel of his dick inside her, the feel of his pelvis meeting her ass. But before it arrived he jerked his cock out of her. Crawling up the bed, she felt him over her and heard his rapid breath. Grabbing her once again by the shoulder he flipped her over underneath him. Looking up at him now from the pillow, she saw him poised over her, a knee on either side of her chest, his cock rigid above her, his face barely visible above. She grabbed now at his cock, feeling her sticky juices coating it, wanting once bahis more that feel of it fucking her. She ran her hand up and down the length of it, feeling his balls with her fingertips.

But his hands were on her again, one hand gripping the hand she had on his cock. Pushing it back and forth, he sped her hand up and down his cock, as he groaned at the motion. Gripping her jaw with his other hand, he held her face still, pointed towards his cock. She shut her eyes as he moaned in orgasm, yanking her hand back and forth desperately as his cock twitched against her palm. She felt the warm cum land on her forehead, her nose as he exhaled deeply, holding her hand still. She lay still as he knelt, catching his breath, above her. It was only after he climbed off of her and off of the bed that she gingerly opened her eyes, wiping at them with the back of her hand. She saw him at the side of the bed, buttoning his jeans, smiling at her. She said nothing as she lay, watching him, her skirt still bunched at her waist, his cum dripping down the side of her face. She didn’t smile back, she didn’t reply, and he quickly left the room the way he came, closing the door behind him.

Jennifer lay there, listening again to the distant throb of the party. Her fingers brushed her pussy lips, trying to recapture that excitement. A finger ran up and down between her lips as her other hand caressed her breast, remembering his touch. She didn’t stop as she heard the door open, or even look as someone entered the room. The door did not close as he moved to the end of the bed, looking at her. She returned his gaze, continuing her gentle masturbating. She couldn’t remember his name, but had seen him at the party downstairs. He was staring at her, frozen. She reached her tongue out and licked at the cum she knew he could see running down her nose. She lapped her lips, tasting it, staring into his eyes. Seemingly unconsciously he rubbed his hand against his obviously hard cock through his pants.

He approached her, hesitatingly, walking to the side of the bed. Feeling her body stirring once more, she reached out and grabbed his shirt pulling him quickly to her. He stumbled against the mattress, but Jennifer stopped him, holding deneme bonusu his hips in her hands. As he stood staring down at her, she yanked at his zipper, tugging it down over the bulge of his cock. Her need surfacing, she yanked at the snap to his pants, exposing his boxers. She grasped his cock through the boxers, squeezing it as she still lay on the bed, resting on one arm. Holding the fly open with her fingers, she leaned her head forward and licked the bit of cock exposed to her. She heard him groan above her, but he made no moves, standing, his hands hung at his side.

Reaching inside his boxers Jennifer tugged his cock out into the open. Immediately engulfing it with her mouth, she moaned as she ran her tongue around it, feeling it stiffen. She slid her head back and forth, sucking up and down his cock and he began to move his hips with her. She felt his fingers in her hair,and then his other hand resting on her shoulder as she closed her eyes. Hanging onto his hips with both hands she matched his hip thrusts with the thrusts of her mouth and she could hear his breathing increase. She lost herself in the motion, feeling the swing of her breasts on her chest as she moved her torso back and forth, her thighs rubbing against each other, her pussy still exposed.

Suddenly the fingers in her hair gripped her, and the hand on her shoulder as well. He began to pull her back and forth harder and faster. His hand in her hair pushed her face tight against his crotch, her eyes buried in his boxers as his cock jammed against her throat. Gagging she pulled back but he kept thrusting. He ground tight against her, just barely pulling back enough for her to catch a ragged breath. “Just take it, bitch,” she heard him say as he held her tight against him. She let go of his hips, her hands flailing, grasping at the bed. He yelled out, holding his cock at the back of her throat as he came, his cum filling her mouth. She swallowed repeatedly, his cock filling all of her mouth.

When he was done, he pulled his cock from her mouth. Standing over her, his face arrogant now, no longer hesitant. Wiping his cock against her cheek, he stepped away, buttoning his pants. Jennifer fell back on the bed, catching her breath, tasting his cum in her mouth. He chuckled at the door and she turned her head, remembering now that he had left it open. Another guy stood there, watching, leaning against the door frame. She could hear someone else in the hall. Rolling on her side facing him, she beckoned with her finger.

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*****

“My life is over!” Carla exclaimed.

“They’re not that bad. Lots of people have braces,” her mother commented.

“Not when they’re about ready to start college. People are going to think that I’m thirteen!” she cried.

“How did that tree taste when you bit it so hard?” Daniel asked her.

He was her brother and wouldn’t ever let her live this down. She had gone on a ski trip in Switzerland with her boyfriend and his family and ended up smacking into a European spruce. In addition to loosening several of her teeth, she had broken her leg and suffered some rather extensive bruising on her face. Although he teased her, in reality he was happy that she was home and other than her attitude, she seemed to be OK.

“Shut up, prick!” Carla retorted.

“Carla, Daniel, you two had better try and get along. Start working on it now cause you know your father and I are leaving next week.”

“Oh Mom! You can’t leave me with him! John will take care of me,” Carla said. John was her boyfriend.

“You mean like ‘snuff you out’ take care of you? Because it looks like he came pretty close last time,” Daniel commented.

“It wasn’t his fault!” Carla whined.

“Your brother has a point. John can come over if he wants, but you’re going to be staying here. I just want to have you alive when we get back from our trip,” her mother said.

“I’ll take good care of you,” Daniel said. When his mother wasn’t looking, but his sister still was, he drew a finger across his throat to suggest her impending doom.

*****

Daniel came home late in the afternoon from the golf course the next day. Although not a star, he was on the university’s golf team and wanted to get some practice in before the season started up. The first sight that greeted him when he entered the house was his sister wiping away tears and blowing her nose into a tissue. It would seem that she had turned the living room into her personal laboratory of self pity while he was out. Before he could even say a word, she waved him off.

“Go away!” she shouted. She appeared to be utterly miserable.

He found his mother in the kitchen.

“So, what’s wrong with her this time?” he asked.

“The wonderful John called and informed her that he thought that they needed some time apart,” his mother replied.

“She probably drove him crazy after she hit that tree. I can’t blame him for not wanting to be around her. Still, what an asshole,” Daniel commented.

“Yeah,” his mother agreed. “Look, Danny, do me a favor and try to be nice to her. I honestly don’t know what to do with her. I don’t even know if your father and I should go away now,” she said.

“Don’t be silly, you guys have been waiting to go to the islands for years. I can handle her, I’ll just switch tactics. If that doesn’t work, I’ll just lock her in the basement,” he replied.

“I hope it doesn’t come to that, the poor girl,” his mother said with a sigh.

Daniel decided to let Carla have her space for a while before he went and talked to her. It was after dark, she was laying on her bed in her room.

“What do you want?” she asked, seeing his approach.

“I just wanted to say that I’m sorry about John. It’s no fun to see you crying all of the time. I was wondering if there was anything that I could do for you,” he replied.

“Oh. I thought you were just going to pick on me some more,” she said.

“Usually, but not this time. Do you need anything?”

“Well, I…do you promise that you won’t pick on me?” she asked.

“Promise,” he replied.

“I have to go to the bathroom,” she said.

“Do you want me to help you into your wheelchair or something?” he asked.

“Yeah. I need help pulling my shorts down and getting onto the toilet. Mom’s been helping me, could you get her if you don’t want to do it?” she asked.

“No, I’ll do it. She’s going to be leaving in a couple of days anyway. I might as well get used to it,” he said.

Carla had a heavy cast on her left leg the ran from the top of her foot to about eight inches above her knee. She had crutches, but was still sore enough throughout her entire body that she couldn’t use them properly yet. She had to spend much of her time laying down with her leg elevated.

With some help from her brother, she got into her wheelchair and they headed to the bathroom.

“All right. How do you want to do this?” he asked.

“I need you to help me balance while I pull down my shorts. Then I’ll just kind of spin and sit down on the potty,” she said.

They accomplished the task easy enough, though Daniel did feel a bit uncomfortable in seeing his sister’s naked ass. He got a pretty good glimpse at her pussy, too, when she first sat down. Daniel quickly turned his back and headed for the door. Carla was somewhat amused that she was making her brother squirm.

“What’s wrong, Danny? You don’t like to watch ladies pee? bahis siteleri I didn’t think that you would mind, considering what I found in your DVD collection,” she called to him.

“Well I…hey, you went through my stuff?” He couldn’t really argue with the fact that he had several x-rated videos in his room. He thought that they were in a place where no one else would find them. Apparently that was not the case.

“Yeah, I went through your room a while ago. I wanted to see if you had anything interesting in there I might want. I didn’t find anything worth stealing, though. I’m done, by the way,” she added.

“And here I am trying to be nice. I ought to just leave you there,” he said. He went and helped her up anyway. They went back to her room and got her on her bed in a comfortable position.

“Thanks Danny. I couldn’t help but pick on you when I saw your face turn red. I think it’s just a natural instinct to rub it in, you know?” she asked.

“Yeah, I know.” He supposed that he would rather have her be a smart ass than be moping around all brokenhearted. “Why don’t you text me if you need something? I’ll be in my room, I’m going to go make sure that nothing’s missing.”

*****

Daniel drove his parents to the airport on the morning that their trip began. After the farewells and several promises to be nice to his sister, he returned home. Carla was laying on the couch, watching TV. She still wasn’t in the best of moods, she was having a hard time getting over John. Several of her friends had been over to visit, but they seemed to only depress her more when she had to tell the story of everything that had happened to her in the past weeks.

“How you feeling there, my little angel?” Daniel asked.

“Bored,” she replied, ignoring the sarcasm.

“Your face is looking a lot better. You’re almost back to being the beautiful little sister that I know and love,” he said. She did look much better than she had when she had first returned home from her disaster of a ski trip. The bruising and swelling on her face was almost gone.

“Don’t you ever get tired of picking on me?” she asked.

“I’m not picking. You’re beautiful and I love you. I kind of have to, being your brother and all.”

“Thanks, I guess. Love you too, but only because I have to,” she said.

“So, can I get you anything? Want me to give you a sponge bath?” he asked.

“You’re such a pervert. I can wash myself, thanks,” she replied. She tried to sound disgusted, but couldn’t help but smile.

“You didn’t seem to have a problem peeing in front of me the other night. Are you sure that makes me the pervert?” he asked.

“That was different because it was hilarious. Your face turned so red that I thought your head might explode,” she pointed out.

“Yeah, I don’t think I was meant to watch such things,” he responded.

“You must have seen it before, I went through your DVD’s, remember? You liked it, just admit it,” she said.

“Well, we’ll see how you like peeing in your pants for the next eight days. I don’t think I’m going to help you again.”

“That’s all right. I think I can do it now with my crutches, anyway. You can still watch if you want,” she chuckled.

“Would you stop it with that? I’m sure if I went through your room I’d find something I could use against you. If only I could find a time to do it without you being able to stop me. Hey, how about right now?” he wondered aloud. Daniel grabbed his sister’s wheelchair and headed off in the direction of her bedroom.

“Danny! Don’t be an asshole, don’t do that! Danny!” she called after him as he disappeared down the hallway.

Daniel didn’t actually go into Carla’s room. He was going to take a shower. It was fun to let her think he was going through her stuff. Served her right. It didn’t take him too long, and when he was done he went back to the living room. Carla was still on the couch, of course, looking miserable again.

“I don’t know about you, sis. And you called me a pervert!” he teased.

“You shouldn’t have gone through my stuff and you wouldn’t have seen anything. Bring my chair over here and leave me alone!” she yelled. She was seething. He pushed the wheelchair back over by the couch.

“Relax, I didn’t even go into your room, I just took a shower. I just wanted to make you sweat a little. I’m not super nosy like you,” he said.

He was pretty curious as to what she had in her room that she was getting so defensive about, though. One look at her brother and Carla could tell that he was probably telling the truth. His hair was still wet and he had on different clothes. She relaxed visibly.

“Oh, all right. I’m sorry I yelled. There’s stuff in there I don’t want you to see, all right? Promise me you won’t go snooping OK?” she asked.

“I promise. I still ought to though. You looked through mine,” he stated.

“I didn’t really go through your stuff, either. I went in your room to get your copy of ‘Thor’ because Mom and I wanted to watch it when you canlı bahis siteleri were out one night. You left the case to your porno on top of your DVD player. I couldn’t help but see it. I didn’t tell Mom or anything. I won’t pick on you about it anymore,” she said, acting like she was about to cry.

Daniel put a hand on her shoulder.

“Hey, you can pick on me about whatever you want. You’re allowed. I’ll try not to leave any filthy porn lying around for you to find, though. Do you want me to go, or do you want to hang out?” he asked. Carla shrugged her shoulders.

“We can hang out if you want. I don’t have any plans except to lay here and be miserable. My leg’s been bugging me the last couple of days,” she replied.

“You’ve been miserable enough lately. What can I do to cheer you up?” he asked.

“Well…”

Daniel sat on the couch with his sister’s feet on his lap. He was just finishing up painting her toenails a lime-green color. It seemed to take him forever. He’d get one done only to have his sister say there was something wrong with it. Then he would have to clean it off and start over.

“How’s that?” he asked, not sure whether he would like the answer or not.

“They look very pretty now. Thank you, Danny,” she smiled, revealing her braces. She was right, they did remind Daniel of when she was thirteen and had braces on back then. These were a slightly different style from what she had. She wouldn’t have to wear them for nearly as long as she did the first time, either.

“What are you smiling at?” she asked.

“I was just thinking about how cute you look with your braces. It reminds me when you had them the first time,” he replied. Carla sighed.

“I was afraid of that. People are going to think I’m a little kid.”

“Well, if these people take a look at your body, I’m pretty sure they won’t think you’re a little kid,” he said.

“What do you mean?” she asked.

“I mean you’re a grown woman, and you have the body of one,” he replied, his eyes moving to the firm mounds of her breasts.

“Oh. You’re talking about my boobs then. How clever.”

“Can’t you just take a compliment when I give you one?” Daniel asked, exasperated.

“I’m sorry Danny. I just get bitchy sometimes,” she said.

“Yeah, I know. Move your legs, I’m getting up.” Daniel had had enough of his sister for the time being. He had been trying to cheer her up but was starting to think that he might not be able to. Maybe she was just destined to be a miserable bitch for the rest of her life. He avoided her for the next few hours. He figured if she really needed something, he would hear her screaming.

*****

Carla lay on the couch, thinking about her situation. She missed John. Even though she knew he was kind of an arrogant, rich-kid jerk, she had thought that he would stick by her side while she recovered from her injuries. As soon as their plane touched down state-side, he split. It would seem that she wasn’t worth his time now that he wasn’t able to fuck her at his convenience. He had said that he loved her countless times over the past year. He was such a fake.

Carla was also hoping that she didn’t irritate her brother too much. They had always been fairly mean to each other, but she had to admit that he was being pretty great to her lately. She was sure that he had gone to look through her room earlier, and that would have been supremely embarrassing. He probably would have found her vibrator, but what she was mostly worried about were the pictures. She had a small collection of photos that she and John had taken. They were mostly of her, some involving him and her. They were all very explicit. Carla realized that she should have probably gotten rid of them, but she couldn’t bring herself to. There was something that she found amazingly hot about getting her picture taken, and just looking at them was enough to excite her. It was the best masturbation that she ever had. Pretty soon she found herself heading to her room for a little alone time.

Daniel was in the kitchen, carving himself off a piece of watermelon. He heard his sister go into her room and shut the door. It was a good thing that she was getting around on her own better than what she had been. It probably wasn’t all that easy. He was just getting ready to dig into his slice when the doorbell rang.

Sadly, he abandoned his fruit and went to open the door. It was Carla’s friend, Karen.

Karen was much different from his sister, which was one of the reasons that he always had liked her. She was a tall girl, close to six feet. Slender, but also seemed to fill out whatever outfit she was wearing nicely. Karen wore glasses that led Daniel to refer to her as ‘the sexy librarian’ whenever she wasn’t around. She was soft spoken and friendly, she and Daniel had always gotten along.

“Hi, come in,” Daniel said.

“Hi. I came to see how your sister is doing,” she said with a smile. Daniel smiled back.

“Sure. She’s pretty bummed out about John, güvenilir bahis but I think that she’s healing up nicely. Do you think you could try and cheer her up a little? I’ve been trying, but I think that I get on her nerves more than anything else,” he said.

“I’m sure that she appreciates it, Danny. I’ll see what I can do, though,” she replied.

“OK then. She just went into her room.”

Karen went down the hall while Daniel went back to his watermelon. She knocked on the door to Carla’s room and announced her presence.

“Carla, it’s Karen. Are you up for a visit?” she asked. She had her hand on the door knob, but it was locked.

“I’m, I’m just changing my clothes. I’ll be out in a minute,” replied Carla, her voice sounding strained.

“All right,” Karen responded. She didn’t think much of it, oblivious to the fact that Carla was actually in her room masturbating to naked pictures of herself. She went to find Daniel to chat with him for a bit.

“What, did she kick you out already?” he asked.

“No. She’s locked in her room changing her clothes,” Karen said.

“Locked in her room, huh? Must be she thought I was going to spy on her,” he said in between bites of his watermelon.

“Do you do that a lot?” she asked, cocking an eyebrow.

“Spy on her? Naw, I wouldn’t dare. Have you ever made her mad before? Terrifying. Want some watermelon?” he offered.

“Sure,” Karen smiled.

After a few minutes, Carla came rolling into the kitchen to join them.

“Well, if it isn’t my brother and the sexy librarian. You two look chummy,” she stated.

“What?” Karen giggled.

“The sexy librarian, that’s what he calls you when you’re not around,” Carla informed her. Karen smiled. Daniel turned crimson red.

“I swear to God, Carla! Karen, do you think you could teach her to be nice?” Daniel whined, clearly embarrassed.

The three of them ate watermelon and made small talk for a while. When he found that Karen was going to stick around for a bit, Daniel decided that he would slip away to hit some golf balls over at the range. The girls ended up back in the living room so that Carla could lie down and put her leg up.

“So, is your brother seeing anyone?” Karen asked.

“Not right now, I don’t think. Why? You gonna try to make a man out of him?” Carla wondered.

“I don’t know about that, but I wouldn’t mind going out with him sometime,” Karen replied.

“Why?” Carla had to ask. She found it hard to believe that her friend was actually attracted to him.

“Oh come on! He’s sweet, he’s funny, and he’s pretty good looking,” Karen explained.

“He’s certainly funny, I give you that. I don’t know about the other two, though. He did paint my toenails this morning, I guess that was kind of sweet,” Carla said.

“You’re just too busy ripping on him all the time to see him the way that I do. Your nails look nice, by the way.”

*****

Daniel was driving back from the range, trying to think of things he could do that would irritate his sister. He wouldn’t have to do them immediately, he could stash them away in his brain for the right moment. For some reason, he was coming up blank. He’d hate to think that he was getting soft in his old age. Maybe he could check the internet later for some inspiration. He thought that he might be better off being nice to her for a little while so that he could ply her for information about Karen, anyway. He wouldn’t mind taking the sexy librarian out sometime.

The girls were still in the living room when he made it back to the house. They seemed to be captivated by teenage pregnancy on MTV.

“Hello ladies. How’s my little sis-monster doing? Were you OK without me?” he asked.

“Yeah Danny, I survived the whole hour and a half without you. It wasn’t hard, really,” Carla replied.

“I was thinking about dinner in a little while. Karen, will you be joining us?” Daniel asked.

“Not tonight, thanks. I’m going to have be leaving here in a little bit. I might take you up on your offer some other time, though, if you wanted,” Karen suggested.

“Sure, whenever you like. I’ll look forward to it. What do you want to have, Carla?”

“I think I’ve lost my appetite,” Carla replied, rolling her eyes.

Eventually, they decided to order in and got some Chinese. While they were in the kitchen eating, Carla was studying her brother, trying to figure out just what it was that Karen saw in him. He had his head tilted forward, sucking in a large clump of noodles.

“I just don’t see it,” she mumbled to herself.

“See what?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Oh, Karen seems to be attracted to you for some reason,” she explained.

“Do you think that I’d be able to take her out?” he asked.

“I don’t know, could you? She seems to be willing enough.”

“Is it going to make you mad? Cause I won’t if you’re not comfortable with it,” he said, slurping some more noodles.

“What difference does it make what I feel about it?” she asked.

“Look, why do you have to be so difficult? All I want to know is if it would be too weird for you if I dated one of your friends,” he said.

“So you’re saying you won’t date her if I say ‘no’?” she asked.

“Right.”

“Even though you think that she’s sexy and she obviously likes you?” she asked.

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Closing my eyes, I could still see the screen in front of me. No matter what, there was always more to read. Every day from noon until 2:00 or 3:00 in the morning I was there, reading, asking questions, reporting what I found and making recommendations. That didn’t leave much time for anything else, including sleep, and my few diversions consisted of shift change meetings and uninspiring visits to the DFAC. I had settled into a routine and decided it was going to be a long four months.

One evening as I walking back with my friend Lisa through the blistering Iraqi heat from another slightly nauseating round of plain noodles, soggy broccoli, and some unidentifiable meat-like substance, I saw a new guy waiting at the ECP, talking to guards about where he could drop off his gear. The one positive thing about the place, I had to admit, was the scenery. There were lots of incredibly attractive, unbelievably fit men running around in the smallest shorts I’d ever seen apart from my 8 year-old niece’s dance costumes. And while he was wearing regular clothes and not my favorite little black shorts, I couldn’t help but stare at the guy as I walked by. He didn’t look much different than most of my favorite scenery — tall, shaved head, broad shoulders, great ass — but something about him just looked like more fun than any of the others.

While the enormously lop-sided ration of men to women was something I was particularly fond of, it did make everyone look at you and say hello when you walked by and my attempt at smooth and surreptitious thus failed miserably when he caught me checking him out. The best I could do was just to look him in the eye and smile, admitting without words that I had, in fact, been staring at his ass and daring him to do anything about it.

As soon as we were out of earshot I turned to Lisa. “Oh my God! Did you see that guy? He totally caught me checking him out!”

Already laughing at me, she replied, “Yeah, but come on. He was hot. You couldn’t not look. He’ll get over it. I’m sure he was flattered.” Two steps later she added, “After all, how many dusty, dirty, sweaty women in oversize T-shirts and cargo pants have probably checked him out since he arrived?”

“Bitch!” I said as I jokingly shoved her towards the concrete barriers lining the sidewalk. “Besides, you looked too. I know you did.”

“Well, yeah, maybe just türkçe bahis for a second,” she admitted.

Lisa didn’t say anything about him for the rest of night and I had almost forgotten the incident as I walked back through the dark towards my trailer. It had been a long day and I was looking forward to a nice cool shower and a few uninterrupted hours of sleep. Grabbing my shower kit and towel, I changed from boots into flip flops and headed through the dark rows of trailers towards the showers. Not nearly as good as my bathroom or shower at home, it was still one of the best parts of my day… washing off the dust and grime that managed to permeate every layer of clothing and getting rid of the Iraq Smell, as I called it. I always felt more like myself after a shower and more like a woman, softer and clean-smelling. Both because of the hours I worked and because there just weren’t many women there period, I usually had the whole shower trailer to myself. Deciding to take advantage of the moment, I closed my eyes and pictured the new guy… staring at me while I stared back at him, smiling. With the water running over my body, I thought about what it would feel like to get my hands on him… and to feel his hands on me. I slowly reached down to touch myself, mildly surprised at how aroused I was just thinking about him. Fingering myself to orgasm I smiled, thinking that this is what I would be thinking of the next time I saw him.

Turning off the water, I stepped out of the shower to towel off and threw on my gym shorts and T-shirt for the walk back to my trailer. No matter what I decided to wear to bed (or what I decided not to wear) I knew better than to walk back in a towel.

As I disappeared between the rows of sandbagged trailers, I lost count of how many I had passed and missed my usual landmark of where to turn. Thinking I couldn’t have gone more than one row beyond my own, I turned around and walked back one row to my door.

I walked inside the dark room and closed the door, but realized something was wrong as soon as I went to hang up my towel. I stubbed my toe hard on something I didn’t remember leaving on the floor and I sat down on the bed, cursing loudly. My toe was quickly forgotten, however, as I felt movement on the bed beside me. A split second later there was a strong arm pinning me to the bed as iddaa siteleri a light clicked on.

In the light from the bedside lamp I saw that I had obviously entered the wrong trailer and instead of being in my own room in my own bed, I was in his. His. The guy from the ECP. The guy I had just been fantasizing about in the shower. I blushed deep red as he looked at me.

“…Sorry…” I managed after a second, “Wrong room.”

“Not at all,” he replied. He seemed content to just stare at me and made no move to let me up. Slowly I became aware that I had nothing on beneath my t-shirt and my nipples hardened beneath his gaze.

“Are you going to let me up?” I asked.

“That depends,” he replied. “Do you want me to?”

Unable to answer him immediately, I closed my eyes as he slowly traced his free hand down my body. Responding to his touch, I shuddered beside him, breathing harder as my mind raced to consider the possibilities of the situation.

Clearly not objecting so far, he leaned down and kissed me. I knew then that all was lost. I couldn’t stifle the moan that escaped as his mouth moved from my mouth to my neck. My hands reached out, seeking his body, wanting to pull him closer.

Realizing that I wasn’t able to reach what I wanted, his quickly released me from his grip and allowed me to move closer to him on the small bed. Kicking off my flip flops, I stretched out my legs and pushed myself up from the foot of the bed until I was parallel with him.

As I wrapped my arms around his sheet-covered body, I realized he was naked, not just shirtless, and I felt a tingling warmth spread through my body at the thought. Grabbing his perfect ass, I pulled his hips to mine, feeling the length of his hard cock against me.

Reaching beneath my flimsy shirt, he cupped my breast, squeezing and kneading it as I continued to grind my hips against him. Kissing me deeply once more, he grasped my wrists in one hand and held them over my head as his other hand slid beneath the waistband of my shorts. Smiling as he found nothing under them but a small patch of neatly trimmed hair, he covered my pussy with his palm and plunged two fingers into my wet hole.

Unable to stop myself, I felt my hips buck to push against his hand, willing him to reach deeper into me. Slowly thrusting them in and out, deneme bonusu veren siteler he relished the feel of my wet pussy at his fingertips. As my breathing became shallower and my body more urgent, he wickedly withdrew his hand, grazing my clit.

Smiling at my look of lust and outrage combined, he slowly removed my shorts, kissed the top of my thigh, and slowly licked up the length of my slit. Feeling my whole body squirm beneath him, he spread my lips with his fingers and slowly began to circle my clit with his tongue. Moaning as I began to grind against his face, I felt my orgasm building. Sensing I was close to the edge, he slid his fingers back inside as he began to suck on my clit and I couldn’t take any more. My orgasm rocked my body as I felt myself cumming on his mouth, my legs locked around him as I rode wave after wave of pleasure.

Slowly withdrawing his fingers as my body began to relax, he lightly kissed the top of my pubic mound.

“Hi,” he said, “My name is John.”

“Mmmmmhhhhhnnnnnn” was all I could manage.

“Nice to meet you, too.”

With that, he sat up and helped me out of my shirt. Feeling my bare chest again his as he pulled me to him was incredibly hot. I couldn’t keep my hands off of him as we kissed and tongued one another. Throwing off the sheet, he rolled over, pulling me on top of him. Bringing my legs up to straddle him, I could feel the head of his hard cock pressing into me and as I leaned forward, I felt it slide along my wet slit. Moving just slightly, I spread my legs wider and raised myself up until I felt his head slide into just the right position. I slid down, taking the length of him into me all at once, gasping as I felt him fill me, inch by inch. Holding myself there for a second, getting accustomed to the feeling of being impaled on his hard cock, I leaned back and began to grind my hips against him, feeling him moving inside me. Unable to keep it slow and steady, I began to rock faster, bouncing myself up and down on his shaft.

Wanting to make sure I felt every inch, he began to thrust his hips up to meet me, driving his cock deeper into me with each stroke. In minutes my body was again on the brink, vibrating with intensity each time he slammed his cock into me. Arching my back and grabbing his thighs behind me, I tumbled over the edge as his thumb brushed my clit. I rode him hard as wave after wave crashed over me. I felt his body tense beneath me and he grabbed me and crushed me to him, pumping me full of his hot cum.

“Oh my GOD,” I whispered as soon as I could manage words.

“No, no… it’s John,” he replied, smiling.

**********

to be continued…

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Sherrie Smith, an energetic and lovely teenager, gathered her suitcase from her car and walked up the front walkway to the house. The drive was long from the city where she went to college to her parents home. Sherrie was definitely ready for her spring break vacation at home. When she walked in the house her Dad, Mirc and her Mom, Laura greeted her. Hugging her daddy liked she’d always done pressing her ripe tits against his arm. Hi baby! He exclaimed, trying to not be obvious as his eyes roamed over her glorious figure from her shapely legs to her lush young tits.

Happy Birthday!!! They both yelled hugging their baby girl. Mirc couldn’t help but notice how much his little girl was growing up. Sherrie was 19 today and had grown up oh so well. Despite the fact that he’d just finished fucking Sherrie’s mom, Laura not an hour before, the sight of Sherrie’s ripe jiggling breasts in her college cheerleading outfit caused his heavy cock to start pumping itself up again inside his pants. His mind in a whirl realizing what he was thinking, Mirc was rocked with shame and disgust. That’s my very own daughter I’m getting a boner over, he thought! What am I doing he thought as his cock began to pulse?

“Now go and get ready for your Birthday party now, the guests will be arriving soon! And we don’t want the guest canlı bahis of honor not ready!” Laura said. Ducking around her dad Sherrie hurried up the steps to her room to shower and put on a new outfit she just bought. Mirc watched her ass as she walked off, his eyes lingering.

Leaving her bedroom door slightly open, Sherrie laid the clothes out on the bed thinking that if Mom saw them now she’d go ballistic! No fucking way Mom would let me wear this if she knew! Giggling, Sherrie thought that as a college freshman and cheerleader for the University, she was old enough and that if the house were full of enough guests then her Mom would have to bite her lip and not dare say a word!

Turning on the shower Sherrie swiftly peeled off her clothes. As she passed by her window naked she caught a glimpse of her brother Paul standing out by the large pool in the back yard. Watching Paul’s muscles work as he cleaned the pool, “MMMMMM” she thought, my older brother is turning into quite a stud! All the girls say he’s so cute. Sherrie thought about the comments she overheard over the years at parties in town or from girlfriends teasing her saying that her brother’s cock measured a staggering 9-inches!

Sherrie wondered if the stories about her brother having a massive cock were true. kaçak iddaa Dreaming of her brother’s huge 9-inch cock being in the same house with her just in the next bedroom every night, she began to run her hands over her naked body, rubbing her nipples and sliding her fingers in her cunt as she peeked out the upstairs bedroom window.

Sherries Dad, Mirc, knew he shouldn’t have gone upstairs and certainly shouldn’t have peeked in Sherrie’s cracked bedroom door. Mirc’s eyes widened and he gasped when he peered into Sherrie’s room seeing her staring out her window standing totally naked. Mirc was swept with incredible lust as well as extreme guilt to be lusting after his very own daughter! Swallowing hard he leaned in closer and stared, his once limp cock now swelled fast and pulsed with his heart beat increasing at the sight of his beautiful totally naked teenage daughter.

Sherrie continued to stare out the window and began to touch her awesome tits and rub her wet pussy. Mirc couldn’t believe the sight. He’d known from her outfits that she had a good body but he never realized his daughter would look so perfect.

God he thought, Sherrie is a fucking wet dream come true! He’d known a lot of lovely girls but his daughter was sexy as hell! Not only did she have a great face her kaçak bahis body was out of this world! A tiny waist, rounded hips, a heart shaped ass, firmly muscled belly and legs, and those amazing tits! God, even now as she stood staring out the window they stuck straight out like they were made of rubber or something! What ever Sherrie was staring at out the window was getting her hot because she cupped one tit then the other, squeezing them gently, working her fingers around her hardening nipples. Her mouth dropped open in a slight moan.

Mirc was having trouble! His cock was as hard as steel and he ached to stroke it as he watched his luscious naked daughter from the cracked doorway. Wondering what could she be looking at? My god she’s so hot! Just at this moment, Sherrie’s Mom Laura called out from downstairs, “MIRC, I NEED YOU TO HELP ME!!”

Shit!!! He thought as he was glued to Sherries every curve and the deep tan lines on her smooth round ripe firm asscheeks. Gathering himself he adjusted his pants to go back downstairs and as he did he looked out the window and saw his son, Paul, cleaning the pool. Paul was wearing tiny shorts with no shirt.

“MMMMMM” he wondered, could it be that Sherrie was getting turned on looking at her own brother! Oh FUCK! Mirc’s head was spinning with both shame and lust for his daughter then anger that she’d be lusting after her own brother! Shit! Oh NO! Could they be up to something he thought? Mirc walked downstairs to help Laura, his head still spinning and cock still throbbing from staring at his own daughter’s hot naked body.

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He left the room and she heard the bathroom door shut.

She had no idea what he had planned but just anticipating the possibilities excited her. Never before had she been so thoroughly pleasured…….her senses were all jumbled…..she wasn’t sure if this was reality or a beautiful dream.

He returned about twenty minutes later. “Stand up, Sweet-thing.”

He reached out and took her by both hands. “No, you don’t need to dress, just come with me.” He walked backwards still holding both her hands and she willingly followed him.

He opened the bathroom door with a flourish – – “M’Lady, your bath awaits!”

She stared, open-mouthed at the bathroom – – The lights were off. Around the tub and on the counter he had placed lit candles. On the floor he hand-sprinkled rose petals. On the counter was a bucket of ice with a bottle of champagne chilling in it along with 2 champagne glasses. And on the floor next to the tub he had placed the pillows from the other bed in their room. He escorted her to the tub and held her hand as she stepped down into it. The temperature of the water was perfect…hot but not too hot.

He told her just to relax and enjoy the bubbles.

She reclined and rested her head on an improvised pillow fashioned from a quadruple-folded bath towel.

“Oh, Tale-Spinner! This is so relaxing and so sweet of you!”

“My sweet Angel-Kitty! It’s just my feeble attempt to do something special just for you.”

He then opened the bottle of champagne and poured them each a glass, handed one to her and then with his glass in his hand, he sat on the pillows next to the tub.

“Now darlin’, give me your foot.”

She raised one foot and rested it on the edge of the tub. He took a bar of soap, soaped his hands then began to wash her foot. He very slowly and sensuously lathered her foot, making sure to get between each toe.

She put her head back and closed her eyes, savoring every moment and every sensation.

He gently eased her washed foot back into the tub and she instinctively gave him her other foot. He soaped his hands again and repeated his loving and oh-so-sensuous ministrations. She was surprised illegal bahis just how aroused she’s became from such a simple act, and thankful she could hide her hardening nipples under all the bubbles.

When he finished with her feet they shared another glass of champagne – and then he helped her to stand again.

He indicates to her by his hands on her shoulders to turn her back to him. He took a washcloth, wetted it, soaped it and started at her shoulders. Making small gentle circles, moving slowly lower and lower, moving across her back, coming halfway around each side. Lower and lower, reaching her rear he washed each cheek thoroughly, then between them, and even under them.

She didn’t say anything yet, choosing to simply enjoy the moment.

Now he carefully washed down one leg and then up the other. He took the hand-held shower head and after adjusting the temperature of the water, with it set on a gentle spray he rinsed the soap from her back and legs.

“Oh Baby, that feels so incredibly nice!”

“I’m glad you’re enjoying it, Darlin’. Now, please turn around.”

She turned to face him and as she did he took a step back and said “My God Woman! You are so, so beautiful! How did I get so lucky to find you?”

She just lowered her eyes, blushed, and smiled at him.

He refreshed the washcloth and began again to wash her. Starting up her sides, then around to her neckline, across the collar-bones. Then he started the slow circles again. Slowly, slowly he washed the top of her breasts….then circles the nipples, then washes the nipples.

As he was so tenderly washing her breasts she gave a little shudder. “Oh Baby, you’re so good to me – it feels so good when you do that.”

“This?” he asks.

“Y-ye-yes – just like that!”

He washed her now hard nipples again. And the circles proceed lower……..beneath her breasts…..across her belly…..down into her neatly trimmed hair…across the front of her thighs.

She jumped just a little as his hand barely grazed her pubic hair.

He washed down the front of one leg, the up the front of the other…..then casino siteleri down the inside, then up the inside of the other. Reaching the “V” he worked the cloth between her legs…..it brushed across her clitoris.

She moaned just a little and had to grab onto one of the support bars above the tub so as not to fall…her knees were shaking so badly!

“Alright, Sweet-thing, time for a rinse” he said as he took the shower handle. Checking the water temp again he gently sprayed it over her, rinsing all the soap from every inch of her. He eased her back down into the bathtub. “Turn your back to me now, honey, and lean your head back.” As she complied, he took her shampoo, poured some into his hands. He brought them to her hair and worked it into a wonderful lather. His fingertips massaged her scalp….working their way from front to back and back to front…then working the fragrant lather all the way to the ends of her long hair between his fingers. She in turn was loving every bit of this…..to the point of being aroused…never realizing that something as simple as a shampoo could be so erotic.

“Honey-gal………earth to Angel-kitty…..”

“Oh, I’m sorry….it was just so relaxing.”

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself….now…here…lean your head back and let me rinse the shampoo out.” Taking the shower nozzle again, he makes sure the temp is right and then he holds it close to the top of her head and let the water rinse all the shampoo out and then he brought the nozzle up behind her neck to make sure every bit of the shampoo was gone. Replacing the nozzle he now wrung out her hair and made sure no soap or water got in her eyes.

“Now please turn around, Sweetness.”

“Aren’t you finished? I thought you were done.”

“No, my beautiful one, not just yet. Give me your leg, Darlin’.”

“But You already washed……”

He cut her off…”Hush…..and do as you’re told….don’t argue with me.”

As she raised her leg to him he took it and lay it along the edge of the tub…opening her thighs in the process. Then, reaching for a special “feminine soap” he brought with him he poker siteleri worked a lather onto his hands and began working the fragrant lather along the inside of her thighs. In small circles, each hand slowly working higher and higher…until…one finger gently brushed her clit while another slid along the slit.

As his fingers made that first contact she reacted as if a jolt of electricity went right through her pussy, “Oooh, Spinner!!”

He said nothing , instead continuing his tender ministrations.

He gently opened the folds around her pussy. Washing first the outer, then the inner lips…

She noticed this soap feels different than regular soap – more gentle and slipperier…and it felt so very nice.

Having washed the lips, one finger approached her clitoris. Gently washing the outside of the hood, then easing it back, tenderly he washed the clit itself.

All she could do was moan with pleasure. Never had she had anyone care for her like this. Or been so concerned with her pleasure while seeming to sublimate his own desires. She wondered how she could be so lucky to have found a rare jewel like ‘Tale-Spinner’. She’s roused from her thoughts when he reached across her to retrieve the spray nozzle.

“Excuse me, Pretty Darlin’. Time to rinse.” He set the spray for extra gentle and water at just body temperature. He sprayed up and down her thighs gradually working up to her pussy. As he approached her pussy with the spray he slowly increased the pressure of the spray and set it on pulsation. When he has it set the way he wants he sprayed all around her soapy pussy until the rhythmic pulsing spray finally made contact with her clit. She gasped in both surprise at the sensations and in ecstasy.

Seeing the spray is having the desired effect, he held it there, aimed right on her clit, watching her react to it until he brought her to a wonderful orgasm. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. As it subsided she leaned over and rested her head on his chest. “Oh Spinner! That was amazing! I’ve never felt anything like it before!”

“I’m happy you enjoyed it, Darlin’. Now stand up and step out of the tub. We need to get you dried off.”

He helped her from the tub and enfolded her in a huge, fluffy, heated towel, and wrapped another towel over her hair. He lovingly and gently pats her dry.

Once she is dry he tenderly picks her up and carries her to the bed.

To be continued……

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Is Will Really Vid?

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This is unfinished. Should it stay that way?

Will fell into a daze while starring out of the window. This was happening more frequently now. At least a few nights a week Will would fall into a daze, and then sink deep into the back of the consciousness he shared with Vid, who would then rise to the surface in Wills place. They were aware of one another; after all they did share the same mind and body, but neither could remember who was there first. Their symbiosis served their individual needs, even though they didn’t agree with each other’s methods.

Vid noticed the time, it was 10:30pm and he was ready to go. He quickly grabbed his essentials; keys, wallet and lighter. He’d pick up smokes on the way. One of the things Will didn’t like about Vid was that he still smoked. Will had quit several months ago and found it challenging to stay quit when he and Vid shared lungs. But once again, they each tolerated the other. Will quietly watched from the back of their mind, while Vid parked the car.

Moments later Vid smashed his empty shot glass down while savoring the whiskey burn. He quickly snapped open his Zippo to light a cigarette. Vid was fast, but he never rushed so much as to miss the enigmatic flame. He loved to shield it with his hand and then watch as the cigarette ignited, wanting to share its hypnotic qualities with the right woman. He wondered whom it would be tonight. From the back of their mind Will chimed in “Why are you here? Do you think this time will be any different?” Vid curled the corner of his mouth down in disgust and whispered, “Don’t chastise me.” He searched for something else to focus on, and quickly found it. Through the smoke and dim light he saw her sitting alone at the bar.

With dangerous power Vid stared at her. He emanated his entire aura to make her aware of him. Long moments drifted across the waves of music and the silhouettes of people before she finally turned. She had an almost confused look on her face. Vid watched as she scanned the room, and he enjoyed that she didn’t know exactly what she was looking for. His eyes embraced her movement, while her facial expressions excited him. Her features were Asian, but her body language was definitely American.

After a time her eyes stopped on Vid, somehow realizing that he was the source. While she raised a cigarette to her lips Vid simultaneously rose from his seat. He then moved towards her, crossing the bar with predatory movements. Before she could think, there was a flame from his hand, carefully extended to the end of her cigarette. She puffed gently and then with a snap the flame was gone…and so was he. Before she had looked up he’d returned to his seat. He was sitting there starring at her. She felt as though he was inviting her to join him, without words or movements. A part of her silently screamed, “Are you nuts? This guy is weird!” Then inhibition swept over her, and she suddenly turned her back on him. “What is his problem?” She thought to herself.

“You want another beer Sheri?” Asked the bartender, while pouring a couple of drafts.

“No thanks.” Sheri answered. She considered asking the bartender about the weirdo, but changed her mind. This moment was hers alone, whether it be intrigue or strange…or both.

With calculated intention Sheri glanced in the mirror behind the bartender, trying to catch a glimpse of the weirdo. She couldn’t see him. It looked like he was gone. After a moment of consideration Sheri carefully turned around for a peak, and found it to be true; the weirdo had left. She felt confused and disappointed.

“What was that all about?” She whispered aloud. With a heavy sigh Sheri collected her coat, dropped a tip on the bar and left. She had to study for a few hours anyway, and didn’t want to waste anymore thought on the strange guy.

Vid took bahis siteleri a long drag off his smoke before dropping it. He circled his shoe on it, and then exhaled. He could hear her footsteps approaching from around the corner, and with that rhythm he aligned something inside himself. He collected all of his energies.

Sheri rounded the corner to find her path blocked. It was the weirdo from the bar. He was standing in front of her with an expression that she couldn’t describe or understand. In the back of her mind she thought she should be scared, but that wasn’t what she felt.

“I’ll walk with you.” Vid said with gentle authority. Sheri felt frozen in the moment, incapable of rational thought, but also fearless. With a vague sense of purpose, she linked arms with Vid and walked in the direction of her apartment. They’d only walked for a few silent moments before the confrontation happened.

“Give me your shit man.” The voice was a growl and stank of whiskey. From the shadows on the right the mugger postured out, followed closely by his silent, less intimidating comrade. Sheri clutched Vids arm tightly as her heart rate increased. Finally she was beginning to feel afraid.

“You heard what I said?” The would-be criminal snarled, puffing out his chest and moving closer. His friend flanked around the other side. Sheri felt Vid sliding his arm out of her tight clutch, and realized he must be going for his wallet. She decided to follow his example and reached in her coat pocket for her own wallet.

“You can go now.” Vid spoke, addressing both men simultaneously. Sheri was confused. She didn’t see Vid hand over his wallet, but as the men closed in she realized that was never his intention.

“You a wise guy?” The mugger asked while snatching at Vids collar. Sheri and the muggers silent partner watched in confusion as Vid spun in a blur of movement.

“OWWWWSHIT!!” The mugger shouted in pain. Before he knew it he found himself driven down on to his knees, the result of Vids twisting grip on his little finger. Panic washed over him. “P..pl..please…my finger.” He begged.

“I’ll break it.” Vid responded, he expression registering a slight uncertainty. And then quickly and silently within the back of their mind, Vid addressed Will. “Just let me break the fucking finger already.”

“It’s not necessary. Watch.” With that Will briefly came to the front, let go of the muggers finger, and then returned to the back of their mind. The man gasped in relief, cradling his undamaged finger. Sheri watched in astonishment as the man slowly rose to his feet, hunched over like a dog with its tail between its legs. With fear in his eyes he uttered one word.

“Sorry.” He mumbled and then rushed away, followed closely by his confused friend. Sheri starred at Vid, again feeling stuck in time. For a moment she thought she might have pissed her self, but then realized that was not the case. Her pussy was soaked. Vid stepped toward her, closing his eyes inhaling deeply through his nose.

“You smell lovely.” He said. After a brief contemplative moment Sheri gave herself to the situation, choosing to embrace it fully. She grabbed Vid by the hand and rushed to her apartment.

The door swung wide open and before she knew it, Vid has scooped her up in his arms and put her over his shoulder. Sheri began to laugh uncontrollably while Vid kicked the door closed behind them.

“Which way to your room?” Vid asked.

Sheri answered between laughs. “Second door on the right.” Without hesitation he strode down the hall while Sheri struggled to control her laughter. “Not too loud or we’ll wake my roommate.” Sheri said, but suspected they already had. Vid kicked open her bedroom door and placed her down on the bed. From the back of their mind, Will canlı bahis siteleri took a personal moment to appreciate Sheri. She really was quite beautiful, someone he would consider making a painting of. But Vids intentions were another story.

“Pull up your dress.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone. Sheri Reclined, supporting herself on her elbows while she caught her breath.

“And why should I do that Mister Man?”

“So I can kiss your pussy.” Again Vids tone was direct but gentle. Sheri sat up, reached down and curled her fingertips around the bottom of her dress. With one motion she stood up and pulled the dress over her head, tossing it off to the side. Vid examined her, pleased that she wore a black garter and stockings, which matched her silken bra and panties. He stepped to her, letting his coat fall to the floor, pressing his lips to hers. As Sheri felt the presence of his cock against the front of her panties, a switch flipped in her mind. It was almost as though a shadow of her had come to the front, driven by lust and without inhibition. Or maybe a reflection of her, capable of matching and even surprising this mysterious man. With urgency she pulled his shirt off, dropped to her knees and then undid his pants.

“Tell me what your doing.” Vid asked, playing the game. Sheri pulled his erect penis out and began to pump it with her hand.

“I’m sucking your cock.” She said with her own authority, and then quickly closed her mouth around it. As she bobbed back and forth on it, she momentarily reflected on her current behavior. “I can’t believe this.” She thought as she popped his prick from her lips, but the thought quickly passed. She pumped it quickly a few more times, pressed it against his stomach and began tracing his balls with her tongue.

Tracy laid in her bed in the dark, listening. She’d been annoyed when Sheri first barged in, waking her when she was nearly asleep, but had since settled into quiet amazement. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing from her roommate. It was something she would have never suspected from “honor-roll Sheri”. In the entire six months they’d lived together, she’d known Sheri to have one guy stay over and they didn’t make a peep. She knew Sheri wasn’t really a prude, but this was unprecedented. Tracy concentrated on listening to the soft but audible sounds. She heard a male voice speak.

“Get on the bed.” Tracy listened to shuffling movement, and then heard Sheri moaning.

“Oh yeah. Do that.”

“Do what?” The male voice replied with deep seduction.

“Rub my clit.” Sheri responded, followed by more shuffling and moaning. Tracy noticed that her nipples were getting hard. With a sigh of acceptance she threw off her blanket, undid the drawstring on her pajama bottoms and then slid them off. She gently ran her palms over her freshly shaven legs, enjoying the smooth skin while guiding her fingers up to her freshly shaven crotch. She didn’t normally shave her pubic hair but this time for some reason, possibly boredom, she did. With her right hand she began to work her mound in small circles, while her left hand unbuttoned her pajama top. Tracy let the top fall open and took her large breast in her hand, gently pinching and twisting her nipple.

Sheri watched Vid pull her panties off, and then pushed her legs back so that her knees were parallel to her tits. She quickly unclasped her bra and tossed it aside, taking both breasts in her hands and massaging them. Vid was intricately tracing circles around her clit with his tongue, slowly working his thumb into her pussy. Sheri was entranced with the situation, by both the pleasure of it and the fantastic abandon she was now experiencing. She’d never even been in the position she was now in, let alone watching with shameless enjoyment güvenilir bahis while her pussy was being eaten. She couldn’t remember ever having sex with the lights on. And she’d never even considered using the kind of language they’d been sharing. “Tongue-fuck my cunt.” She found herself saying before she realized it. She felt completely high on sex.

“Yes princess.” Vid responded with a plotting grin. Sheri worried momentarily about the volume of their sex and if it would wake Tracy, and then she felt Vids tongue pass over her asshole and didn’t care anymore.

“Oh god.” She gasped. Sheri felt her buttocks momentarily tighten while her mind raced through repressive memories and fears, and then both her mind and her muscles relaxed again, consumed with sexual abandon. Vid alternated his tongue between Sheri’s pussy and ass, tracing and lubricating. He took a moment to watch as Sheri squeezed her tits, while gently pressing his thumb against her little asshole. “Can you put that in your mouth?” He asked, referring to her breast. At that moment Sheri felt more intoxicated than she ever had before due to any drugs or alcohol. Between gasps she answered.

“No, but I bet my roommate can.”

Tracy wasn’t quite sure what she heard through the wall. She eased up a bit on her masturbation and listened carefully, hearing the guy’s voice.

“And what makes you say that?”

“Because her tits are big.”

Tracy stopped entirely, propping up to listen even more carefully. “Are they talking about me?” She quietly wondered. She heard shifting and then the male voice.

“And do you like her tits?”

“Yes. I love her tits. Big fucking tits.” Sheri purred while Tracy listened in utter amazement.

“I bet you’d like to see her suck her own tits, wouldn’t you.” He said. Tracy heard shifting and then moans from Sheri.

“Oh God yes.”

“And what else?” He asked followed by moans but no answer. He asked again. “What else?”

“I’d suck on her big fucking tits.” Tracy heard her roommate say the words, but didn’t quite believe it. She sat up on her bed struggling to hear every detail, wondering if they were actually talking about her. Her mind began to boggle in total confusion, while her body stewed in it’s own sexual arousal. She actually wondered if she was dreaming. She slowly panned her eyes across the soft blue light of her room, hoping to find a clue. Then she heard the male voice again.

“Want me to go get her?” Tracy heard that completely and her heart began to race, pumping the blood through her body and back to her tingling pussy. She quickly got under the covers and turned so her back was to the door, quietly cowering.

“You wouldn’t dare.” Sheri said in a challenging, seductive tone. Tracy felt frightened and excited, wondering what would happen and what she should do. She held her crotch in her palm.

“If you want me to…I will.” The male voice responded. Tracy’s mind raced waiting for what was next. There was a long silence, and then finally she heard Sheri’s voice.

“Go get her.”

Tracy couldn’t believe it. She thought she should lock the door quickly, or button her pajama top and put on her bottoms, but she couldn’t move. She was frozen. Distantly from the other side of the wall she could hear Sheri giggling, and heavy footsteps moving across the floor. Another moment passed, and then she heard the sound of her door slowly opening. Tracy closed her eyes, feigning sleep. She listened as the footsteps walked around the perimeter of her bed, stopping right beside her. She didn’t open her eyes, but she could smell that sex was very close. She felt her blanket delicately sliding off of her, but she didn’t move. She felt two warm and powerful arms slide under her and lift her, cradling her against a powerful chest, but she didn’t move. She felt the cool familiar air of the hallway pass through her hair, and mingle with her warm pussy as she was carried from her room, but she didn’t move. And finally she felt herself placed down on Sheri’s bed. Completely confused, Tracy stayed inert pretending to sleep.

To be continued…?

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Author’s Note: Erotic film debut brings unsuspecting siblings together.

*

“What am I going to do?” Deborah asked shakily, a grimace creasing her lovely facial features. She tossed the ripped envelope and its contents onto her dresser, one of the wartime standard-issue types adorning freshman dorm rooms all across the spacious campus at Penn State. She cupped her head in her hands, her shoulders heaving in a sob.

I strode to the dresser and picked up the crinkled paper. I immediately recognized it as the bill for second-semester tuition, room & board, fees and various and sundry other cash grabs by the school administration. The Nittany Lion on the letterhead was a dead giveaway. Some nerve the university had, plastering a mascot on a blue-and-white demand for five figures.

I made my way over to Deborah and placed a sympathetic hand on her shoulder. “So what’s the big deal?” I asked, “Tuition falling due should come as no surprise…”

She hesitated, still shaking with sobs, then stammered, “N-n-no… It’s j-j-just that I th-th-thought things would w-w-work out somehow by now…”

“Deb, what the heck are you talking about?” I queried.

“Tommy, you know how the economy’s been… Mom & Dad’s travel agency has taken a big hit. People don’t spend money on luxury vacations during tough times. Dad’s had to take a second mortgage on the house just to keep the agency afloat. There’s nothing left for tuition for Dave and me. And they made too much last year for Dave and me to qualify for financial aid…”

So that was it. She needed money to stay in school Her fraternal twin, Dave, was in the same boat. I knew him vaguely through Deb — he was also a Penn State freshman. My mind whirled with the possibility of Deb being forced to leave the Happy Valley campus, most likely losing touch with me for good. These past 3 months had seen the development of a most unusual but satisfying relationship. The stunning redhead had become my close friend, confidant and frequent fuck buddy – nothing monogamous, more as playmates than lovers, but I had a great fondness for her and she for me.

“I wish I could help,” I replied meekly, “Unfortunately, I’m as reliant on parents as the next guy.” I gave her a hug, smoothing her auburn tresses as I spoke. “We’ll think of something,” I managed weakly. She looked up at me with sad green eyes. I could tell that now was not a good time to suggest a comforting roll in the hay, so I kissed her on the cheek and said my goodbyes.

Strolling across the campus toward my room in Geary Hall, I was racking my brain for some way to assist. I couldn’t give her money, but maybe I could help her to earn some quickly. “Think, Thomas,” I cajoled myself, “WWJD — what would Jopa do?”

Ah, yes — Joe Paterno, head football coach for the last half-century and fount of wisdom — he could think of something. But somehow, I didn’t think he’d have the time of day for a nerd like me, especially if he knew it be spent primarily on preserving my main supply of ready and willing pussy for the remainder of my time at University Park.

“Jopa’s a freakin’ rock star,” I laughed to myself. I looked up and saw the Big Dipper in the dark sky. I traced its path that pointed toward Polaris, the North Star. “Star light, star bright, I wish I may, I wish I might…” I whispered. I truly was wishing upon a star for a solution. And then it hit me…

“Star… star… holy shit, it just might work!”

I reached in my pocket for my cell phone. Scrolling through the address book, I quickly found Uncle Melo’s listing and pushed the green button.

“Melo here!” came the voice on the other end of the line.

“Uncle Melo, it’s me, Tommy!”

“Hey, boy — wassup?! Hold on, don’t get cranked up — I’m in the middle of supervisin’ a shoot. Gotta make it quick!”

“That’s just what I was calling you about, Uncle Melo — a shoot. I seem to remember you doing a series of videos on college girls at big schools across the country. Are you still working your way through that?”

“Here and there — lots of campuses done, lots more to go. I’m doin’ other stuff as well.”

“Have you done Penn State yet?”

“No, actually we were heading there in a couple of weeks. Why — you wantin’ your fifteen minutes of fame?”

“No, I couldn’t risk that kind of fame with my future career headed toward politics. Actually — I’m thinking about a friend of mine. She wants to be a vet, and she’s about to have to bail out of school. For financial reasons…”

“And she wants to earn some money quick?”

“Yeah, something like that. How much do you pay?”

“Depends on what she’s willing to do on screen. Could be a couple of grand — could be anywhere up to ten grand. Could be even more if she’s good enough to sign to more bedava bahis films.”

“Ten grand just might be enough…”

“And she’d be willing to be in a porn flick to earn it?”

“I don’t know about her willingness. But she could be a star if she’ll do it.”

“Tell me about her.”

“Red hair — auburn, not the orangey kind. Freckles — but cute, not distracting. Pale green eyes. Great figure. Smart as a whip. Fucks like a fiend. Seductive smile, a little wanton and a little innocent…”

“Sounds like you’re sweet on her.”

“Nah, not really. I like her a lot, but I don’t think she’d blossom in the political arena. She’s too damned honest and sincere. Wouldn’t suffer the fools one has to entertain and suck up to while climbing one’s way to the governor’s mansion. But she makes a great no-false-commitments fuck buddy…”

“And you’re okay with her being filmed getting laid by some other guy?”

I gulped. Not really — we both screwed other people from time to time, but we certainly didn’t have the opportunity to watch each other doing it. “I’m fine with it,” I lied.

“Sounds like the kind of girl I’d be looking for when I’m doing my Penn State shoot. Have her give me a ring if she’s interested.”

“Okay, Uncle Melo — thanks!”

I flipped the phone shut, a spring in my step and my yoke a little lighter as I climbed the stairs to my dorm room. I had a lifeline for her, but how to broach the subject with Deborah was another matter…

* * * * *

“So let me get this straight — you want to pimp me out as a porn star?” Deb was becoming breathless, her voice higher-pitched than I’d ever heard it before.

I was right — there had been no easy way to broach the subject.

“It’s not pimping — it’s so you can stay in school. A pimp gains his livelihood off his girls. I get nothing from this…”

“You don’t think I’m smart enough to see through you? You’re doing this so that you can keep on screwing me! Screw me over so that you can screw me again!” Her voice was reaching a crescendo.

The truth hurt, but I managed to counter in a soothing tone, “You know I really like you, Deb — a lot. And I’m trying to help you get an education…”

With that, Deb burst into tears. “Oh, Tommy,” she cried, “you really are my friend. You just have a really strange way of showing it…”

“If there were any other way, there’s no way I’d suggest this. You know the old saying, ‘Necessity is the mother of invention’…”

“Necessity yes, but you’re stupider than you look if you think your Uncle Melo invented the porn flick,” she laughed, crinkling her nose in mischief. “What the hell kind of name is ‘Melo’ anyway?”

“It’s short for Carmelo — but it also fits his attitude. He’s one mellow dude. You’ll like working for him.”

“Who says I’m going to work for him?” Her stern look was impossible to read, her eyes squinting so as not to give anything away.

“I just thought… given the options…”

She smiled primly. “Okay, okay — it just might work. But would you do it with me? At least then I’d know I could trust my partner.”

“You know I couldn’t do it, not with my future aspirations. But I could be there with you in the studio, for moral support.”

“So I’d be fucking a total stranger?”

“Well, maybe it’s best that way. You know — never have to see each other again, forget the whole thing.”

“Might be hard to forget if the video surfaces at some inopportune time down the line.”

“I know you better than that — you’re fearless. If you make a judgment that this is what’s needed now, you’re not going to let some asshole intimidate you over it later.”

“You know me too fucking well, Tommy — has it only been one semester?”

“Yeah, but with any luck it’s going to be at least seven more. And speaking of fucking well, I thought maybe you could use a little practice before Uncle Melo comes to town…”

* * * * *

Deb and I had fucked like rabbits for the last two weeks. I honestly believe the thought of starring in a porn flick had made Deb hornier than usual, and I was beginning to become accustomed to the idea as well. Truth be told, my libido was beginning to get hyperactive at the thought of watching her screw a total stranger on-screen.

The day for the filming finally arrived. The weather had begun to turn a bit nippy, and I wasn’t sure if the tumescent peaks of Deborah’s breasts outlined against her blouse were due to the cold or to her excitement.

Uncle Melo had rented an oversized hotel suite in downtown State College to serve as a studio. When we arrived, the camera crew had nearly finished setting up. There were three cameras and three men to man them, along with Uncle Melo and a couple of studio hands. casino siteleri “Not a woman in the bunch,” I thought, “I guess equal opportunity has gone the way of the dinosaur…”

Perhaps a tinge of jealousy was overtaking me. Not only was Deb going to fuck a perfect stranger, but there would be six other men besides me witnessing it.

“You ready?” I asked Deb.

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” She caught me staring at her breasts, which could be clearly seen to be engorged through the fabric of her top.

“Busted,” I replied.

“Busty, and that’s it,” she retorted.

I raised one eyebrow in silent challenge.

She took a moment to reply. “Okay, busted — I’m ready as hell, and I’m all wet just thinking about it.”

“That’s my girl. No shit, no fear.”

“My only fear is picking up something deadly from whoever they’ve got matched up with me.”

“No worries. Melo insists on condoms for all his films.”

“If he didn’t, I would,” she said gravely.

“Time to suit up — or, suit down, I should say!” piped up Uncle Melo with a snicker.

The hotel suite had bathrooms on both ends, with a king-sized bed in between. Melo pointed at the bathroom nearest to us. “Your male lead is already in the other one, either working up his nerve or vomiting up his guts. Got here just a few minutes before you. Says it’s the first time he’s done anything like this. Hired him from the campus this afternoon. Nice-looking kid, real big dick…”

Deb pretended not to be interested. “Don’t I need a costume to change into?” she asked Melo.

“Nah — I prefer to start with the sex scenes, let my co-stars get to know each other that way, then film the clothed scenes and the disrobing scenes afterward, tailored to the kind of chemistry they have. Gotta take away the jitters by relieving the sexual tension right away.”

“Oh — I… see…” murmured Deb, suddenly looking like a deer caught in the headlights. “Don’t I at least need a robe?”

“Nobody’s gonna see anything as you stroll from the bathroom that they won’t see 30 seconds later when the cameras roll, sweetie. This business ain’t made for modesty…”

“It’ll be okay,” I whispered in her ear, “you go, girl…”

With that, she threw her head back and marched into the nearer bathroom.

“Got your cameras ready, fellas?” shouted Melo while sporting a hearty grin. Then, turning to me, he whispered, “You done good, boy — she’s just the type for me to make into a star.”

Within two minutes, the door to the far bathroom began to open. At the same time, Deb peeked out of the nearer bathroom. Shedding her inhibitions, she stood up straight, stuck out her ample and now naked chest, and made a beeline toward the bed. My eyes were fixed on her auburn bush, neatly trimmed to a landing strip. This must be a special occasion — I’d never seen her that well-groomed before.

She saw the path of my eyes and smiled. “If I’m going to be filmed, I want to look my best,” she explained as she passed by.

Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. She stood motionless for half a dozen seconds, staring across the bed toward her soon-to-be on-screen lover, who had just reached the bed from the other bathroom. I heard the whirring of the cameras begin to drone in the background.

I started to ask Deb what was wrong, but then followed the direction of her stare with my own eyes. An exclamation of “Holy shit!” escaped my lips involuntarily.

“Dave!” breathed Deb in a ragged groan. Her naked brother stood wide-eyed across the bed from her.

“Deb?” His eyes lifted from the turgid peaks of her breasts to look her squarely in the eyes.

“Oh, my GOD!” shrieked Deborah. She covered her breasts with her right arm, her pubic patch with her left hand, and turned away from Dave and back toward Melo and me. Tears streamed down her face, her shoulders once again shuddering with sobs. Her red hair was matched by the flaming color of embarrassment on her cheeks.

Dave roused himself from his momentary stupor and walked around the end of the bed, placing a comforting arm around her shoulder. “I’m sorry, Sis — I didn’t know. I was just trying to make some money for next semester’s tuition. I saw the ad and thought this would be a source of some quick cash. I guess that’s why you’re here, too…”

“I’m SO embarrassed, Dave. You must think I’m such a slut…”

“If you’re a slut, then that makes me one, too. I’d like to think we’re both just pragmatists.”

“Well, we both just lost out on our chance to earn next semester’s tuition. That’s the realist in me speaking up.”

“Yeah, bummer.”

At that moment, Deb’s eye caught a glimpse of her twin brother’s massive cock beginning to assert itself through no fault of its bahis siteleri own. “Dave, is that thing doing that for me?”

“Um, Sis — now look who’s embarrassed…”

Deb looked up into Dave’s eyes. His arm was still around her shoulder. The question marks in both their eyes were plain for all seven others in the room to see. The three cameras were still whirring. Slowly, Deb reached her hand toward Dave’s cock and began to stroke it.

“Dave, are you a realist?”

“Uh-huh,” he grunted, his prick thickening and swelling with her tender care.

“You caught what I said about the realist in me? I want a realist in me — here and now.”

“Sis… I’m not going to do this just to solve the pragmatic problem of tuition money.”

“Forget the money, Dave. I want you in me — period.”

Dave’s cock began to throb in her hand, causing her to grin broadly. He scanned her body slowly and deliberately, raising two fingers and a thumb to caress her cheek. “God, Sis — you’re as beautiful naked as I’d always imagined…”

“You’ve imagined me naked?”

“Um — truth?”

“Of course…”

“I can’t tell you how many times I’ve jerked off thinking about making love to you…”

Deb hesitated, evidently mentally processing her brother’s revelation. Then slowly, quietly, she brushed a kiss across his lips and whispered, “I love you more than anyone on this earth, Dave — but I guess it took a crazy situation like this to make me think of you in THAT way…”

Dave deepened their kiss, his tongue dipping for a dance with hers. He wrapped his other arm around her, holding her close in a demonstration of restrained passion. She moved her free hand up and down his torso, briefly cupping one of his ass cheeks.

Suddenly, her other hand still gripping his penis, Deb moved Dave’s engorged cock toward her trimmed pubic mound. “Deb, you sure about this?” asked Dave.

“Never been surer of anything in my life, Bro,” answered Deb huskily, “put it in me.”

Dave’s restrained passion immediately lost all restraint. Not pausing for oral or manual preparation for either of them, he grasped the backs of both of Deb’s thighs and hoisted her on the bed. She spread her legs wide, her knees up in the air, her ass planted on the end of the bed. Dave was still standing as he pressed his throbbing member against her moist cleft.

I noticed the cameramen coming in closer for a penetration shot. Dave and Deb seemed oblivious to the presence of anyone but each other.

“I love you, Sis,” Dave declared as he pushed his glans slowly between her dripping labia.

Deb pulled his ass cheeks from behind to plunge his shaft deeper into her channel. “I love you, too, Dave!” she cried out as she began thrusting her hips to match his rhythm.

Dave began massaging Deb’s nipples, then licking and sucking them, as his dick continued to piston in and out of her drenched pussy. I could see her pussy lips clenching in and out with his thrusts, her tits bobbing back and forth to the same beat.

“Make me cum!” she squealed. He reached one hand down to massage her clit as he continued to give her vaginal bliss with his dick.

It dawned on me that he had never put his condom on — breaking one of Melo’s cardinal rules. I mentioned it quietly to Melo, but he just shushed me with a finger to his lips. He was as entranced as anyone at what was going on.

“Sis, I’m going to shoot my load in your pussy — is that okay?” Dave shouted.

“Yes — yes! Give me everything you have, baby!”

I thought to myself that the essence of her reply was more like “Give me a baby!” She’d never let ME fuck her without a condom on.

The two of them writhed together in mutual ecstasy for another minute or so more. Their breathing became ragged, perspiration covering both of them. They reached mutual orgasm as they shouted declarations of love for each other. “She’s never told me she loved ME,” I sulked to myself, “Great idea for preserving your supply of pussy, Tommy!”

Dave, having stood the whole time he fucked his sister, flopped down on the bed beside her after dismounting her. His previously huge penis quickly deflated to normal size. Deb was lying on her back, legs still spread wide, while Dave wrapped an arm around her and trailed kisses along her cheek. She reached out to clasp his hand with hers.

I noticed one of the cameramen zooming in for footage of her well-fucked pussy, dripping with her brother’s semen. “Gotta show the evidence, since he didn’t give us a cum shot,” noted Melo in my ear, “gonna also have to dock them for so little foreplay — no cock-sucking, no cunnilingus. But, my God, they were hot — and if they’ll let me advertise it as true incest, I can make a fortune!”

“Think they’ve earned enough for tuition?” I asked hopefully.

“No doubt!”

And Melo was right. Dave and Deb were able to stay in school. She was incredibly grateful to me for what had happened, and said she’d always be my friend because of it.

And me — I decided it was time to scout out another fuck buddy…

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The run was pleasant in the twilight of the evening, but it had become muggy out so I cut it short. I was walking now, cooling down and taking a short cut between two townhouses. I was wearing some loose running shorts and a tee shirt along with my sneakers.

I glanced over to a window and noted the blinds had not been closed for the night yet. It was well lit inside the room, and I could see the little charmer on the sofa. She was wearing a peignoir and no panties. That was clear from the way her long legs were spread apart. Her head was lolling back against the sofa cushions, eyes were shut, and her hands were on her firm breasts.

This was an interesting development, indeed. My eyes looked to each side. In the back was an alley running behind the homes. To the front was a quiet street. No one walking by in the darkness of the evening. One of my hands pulled my shorts down as the other lifted my growing pecker up and squeezed it while I gazed into the living room.

I stood to the side of the window so the light was not shining upon me and watched her while I fondled my balls damp with my sweat. My cock had grown its mushroom head large now and I knew it was purple and eager. My fingers stroked the prominent veins in my stiff member and then pressed together more tightly as bedava bahis I watched her squeezing each nipple.

Her legs were writhing and pressing her thighs together now, and one hand dropped to the hood of her clit. I could see her rubbing it as her mouth opened wider and her head moved back and forth on the cushion. My stiffness only increased and the pace of my strokes became quicker and a little rougher. I squeezed my ass cheeks together which always increased the pleasure of my jerking off.

Such a pretty little thing she was. She was just past eighteen years old, with raven tresses that curled down around her sweet face. They tossed back and forth as her fingers became more aggressive on her juicy kitten. Her knees were pulled all the way up now and the fingers of one hand were rubbing her wet slit while two fingers of the other hand were slapping the tiny clit beneath a small patch of dark pubes.

I am always fully in control of myself. I was getting close to an eruption so I paced myself, slowing down and just edging, as I continued watching her little show. It was clear she was giving herself small orgasms over and over from the way her hips would thrust forward and her fingers kept filling her tiny kitten. Her passionate cries would just casino siteleri barely reach my ears through the window.

After each small cum she would pause slightly and her fingers would seek her mouth. I watched her lick her fingers clean and then quickly go to her breasts once more. She would fondle one after the other before returning to her juicy slit to continue her self-play.

I was so damned close. I needed to get my relief. It was time. She’d had enough naughty behavior for tonight. I reached down and pulled my shorts up and over my still twitching prick.

Walking to the front of the town home, I went to the front door. My key slipped in and I opened the door quickly. She looked at me as I saw the guilt on her face.

“Daddy. I was waiting for you. Is everything alright? It usually takes you longer.”

I smiled at her. Such a bad little daughter. Time for her lesson for the night. I used my toes to slip each sneaker off and then dropped my shorts and pulled my tee shirt up and over my chest and head. I went over to her on the sofa and sat down beside her.

“Get down, chiquita. Take off my socks. That’s it. Now kiss my feet for me. They’re tired. Good girl. Tell me what you were doing. Go on, lick my feet and tell me.”

“I bahis siteleri was a little bad. Just a little.” She sucked my toes one after the other. “But I’m sorry. I only played with myself a little, Sir. Just a little.”

“Oh, sweetie. I always know what you’ve done. You did more than a little. See what you did while I watched? See what you did to me?” I was stroking my cock as she caressed my feet. She looked up as she always does. Loving me. Such a naughty girl. She would get her punishment. But first I needed something. And she knew it. She sat up off of her thighs and took me into her long, delicate fingers. She smiled.

Her face ducked down and her tongue began to lick my ball sack. It was tight up into my groin now as her hands were fondling my hard on. One hand was rubbing its palm over my cock head and the other helped her take each ball into her mouth to be sucked. Then she would touch her tongue to my pucker and give me a tingle. I loved that.

Now her mouth had taken me in and one little fist was squeezing me as her tongue roughly licked and then sucked me. I took her dark curls in my hands and forced my prick into her throat. I could hear her gagging as she accepted it.

Her eyes teared up but her hands went to my butt and gripped it. I kept fucking her precious face. My darling little daughter would give her father some pleasure. Later she would get the discipline she needed. Now I grunted and filled her mouth with my milk. She was eager to take it all and make sure she got every drop.

She grinned up at me. “Did I do good, Daddy?”

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I was really impressed by this online dating site. It seemed to be the ideal solution to my dreams – meeting a guy who is interested in me and not just my body. My name is Jenny by the way. I was divorced ten years ago and now stand at a respectable, not quite middle aged 42.

That was the notion anyway. Meeting the guy of my dreams, that is. Or was I asking for the earth? Every guy I have dated lately is minded beneath his belt and, given the slightest encouragement, which is often misconstrued, the swell is there, right there as we talk, like they are trying to display their worth. It is like they are expecting you to be impressed with their ultra-ego.

For this girl it takes a little more than a swollen penis to impress. I need for a guy to give me some real thought, apart from the sexy kind.

Okay I am well aware I have a good body with all the curves in the right places and just looking at some guys a girl can tell what in on their mind. It is in their eyes.

I don’t mind that so long as the stare is not protruding. A girl like me likes to be admired and flattered and I won’t deny I have had two absolutely wonderful relationships since I divorced that dick -head. Given the mood and the right guy I am willing to go the whole hog. I am still a fully-fledged human being of the female variety with an awful lot to give someone who deserves to be given, and for that matter, to be taken.

Sam said my passion when stimulated is like a motor starting up. Ambiguous to begin with to the point you’d hardly know it was there, but with the right amount of touching and kissing and a deal of emotion too the throttle was free and the carburettor kicked off by the turn of the key. (Usually Sam’s delving finger tips in the right place.)

Sam knew how to turn the key and make my passion explode, to a degree I lost myself in the deep manipulation of flesh to flesh and I splendored in heaven sent sexual exploration ad drive, when all motors were go, go, go and would not stop until the passion was quenched and the tanks needed refuelling for the next journey, maybe around the world or however Sam and I wanted it.

If he wanted my ass I’d gladly give it. Steve had taken it often enough so I was well versed (Steve being my ex.) türkçe bahis Sam said I was tight and magnificent and my bum was made for intimidation. A certain amount of preparation was the order of the day, when he was in that mood and I would sit on his face happily so he could do the business and work his tongue where his cock would soon be.

Doing that in all sorts of ways, either in black lingerie which Sam adored to see me in, or just plant my bum over him with skirt and thong in place so he could suck me through my underwear, bellowing my skirt tent -like over him and feeling the thrill of his wonderful teasing mouth venture there in both places. I enjoyed that so very much, I indulged in a lot of gentle swaying feeling his mouth and tongue inside me. Instinctively I leant down to reach his glowing upright cock as if waiting for my service. Enjoying each other like that was the ultimate foreplay. The pungency and exclusive taste of Sam was truly hypnotic in effect and once started it was difficult to stop. So I didn’t and took him all the way as he did me down under. And it was so enthralling and special. I was never averse to swallowing all Sam had to deliver and his spunk was warm and so wonderfully easy to swallow and I made sure I got every drop, squeezing his dwindling cock upwards until I felt a new spurt on my tongue.

At the same time I knew I was very wet and had reached a beautiful orgasm – I was feeling I must be drenching Sam but he loved it, lapped it all up and it was soon ap0aret that our sexual compatibility was perfect.

Sam was adorable and I really thought he meant business, he told me he was fifty and not married and was single and like a fool I believed him. The third and final time he came to see me was the last; he arranged to see me a fourth time but didn’t turn up. Looking back I guess I was getting too inquisitive so he opted out while the going was good. When riled I am eager to get the truth out of someone but it seems to me I erred with Sam and he got his full worth of me.

Or maybe it was because of the accident when he buggered me the third time. Accidents happen said he but I think he was not amused and it may be put him off.

He did email me some time after iddaa siteleri he failed to turn up suggesting would I like to go to a swingers club with him. That told me everything. Okay so I let go my passion with him and went all the way, and God knows how I adored oral. But that didn’t mean I was open to try it with groups of people. He hadn’t got the message at all, that I simply wanted a one to one loving relationship.

But sink or swim, and although I was upset. Sam had been my first close encounter with a guy since I got rid of dick-head. I decided to soldier on and consequently, discovered charming lovely adorable Jason. Like Sam he sent me a picture and immediately I saw it I knew I wanted to meet him.

Despite the let-down I have to admit I thoroughly enjoyed my time with Sam. It allowed me to rid the cobwebs and exercise something I had almost forgotten I had. There were the vibrators I toyed with from time to time, and like many busy business women, just to relieve the tension of present day strife was good, which, I guess was ice enough but nothing – nothing like the real thing, and Sam was able to give me that in plenty, and he had plenty to give if you get my meaning! And he liked to be told too, to boost that ultra-ego of his but it was a delight to see his reaction when I said he was the biggest I’d ever known. (In truth Steve’s was bugger but the quality was not the same; Sam had size and quality and knew how to seduce a woman.

But after three months’ worth of indulging sweet sexual intimacies, Jason didn’t work out s. Initially the sex was great. Both Sam and Jason said I was awesome and amazing but we could not strike a balance, Jason was far too possessive, wanting me to move nearer to him so we could see each other more often. There was never a suggestion that I could actually move in with him and I soon got the gist our relationship would not develop into real on-going loving commitment. That is real interest was only for the occasional leg over, so it just had to cool. I did not want to go through another Sam situation. Sam told me on the third and last meeting that seeking women on dating sites was better than seeking prostitutes, and it was free too – and a lot more fun with deneme bonusu veren siteler a girl who was looking for someone to share their life with. Which told me that he never wanted a on-going commitment, just the sex. So I guess he is doing the same with another poor sad woman now so the best of luck to her. But in retrospect I did so enjoy the sex. Not quite so much with Jason because he has his idiosyncrasies like, when we were snogging on the sofa watching TV, he’d stop in mid action – because his favourite football team scored a goal, and I was left in the lurch. But I shouldn’t complain because wow! Did he make up for it when his team won.

His fucks were never very exploratory though like Sam’s and I began to get bored. By action I offered my ass to him like I did with Sam. But he said he was not into anal. He said it was bloody unnatural and preferred the standard method of penetration.

There was no ultra-ego there either. When I enjoyed oral with him the second time we met and he took me to his bed he liked to watch me doing the business. Like with Sam I was willing to go all the way and sperm him into my mouth and swallow. But oddly he said that once out it should not be taken in again so I had to settle for a tit smothering of his steaming hot spunk and a massage that was endearing yes, but it was not quite the same as swallowing Sam.

But each to their own I guess but I could see that Jason was not for me, despite the fact that initially I felt chemically attracted to him and it did not take long for us to indulge that first date when he had me on the settee and stormed me like a trooper. That first fuck was the best of all and I really thought we had lift off, period. But the fucks grew boring and it felt like he was doing it by numbers as I looked at the ceiling and I felt him thrusting into me, and saying to myself why I am doing this?.

I realised then that this relationship was going nowhere and if I was getting bored with him after just three dates.

He text me for a little while asking if we could do another date but I lost interest and told him so. Best I came out with it.

So it is out and about for me again, looking for that guy who is willing to share his life with mine.

I don’t think I will try dating sites again, too many weirdoes! Maybe I shall just let it happen. If it is going to happen it will.

As for my passion for sex? Well I guess I shall just shave to put all my energy into work and rely on the occasional vibrator.

If anything happens I will tell you.

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The air rushing past us was uncharacteristically warm for a Northern California night. We had decided there was no way we could stay in the city for what promised to be the first nice weekend of the summer and now the Jeep climbed a twisting road into the mountainous interior of Mendocino National Forest. We had stopped to take the top down shortly after we left I-5 and now the fresh air billowed around us as the sun dipped below a distant ridge. We were already fifteen minutes out of the last town and we hadn’t seen another car since then. Another half an hour should bring us to the remote cabin we had rented for the weekend, but we were in no hurry. It was pleasant enough just to be alone in the outdoors.

Stacy echoed my thoughts aloud from the passenger seat.

“God, it is so nice to be out of the city. I hope we don’t see another person all weekend.”

“Well, if this cabin is as remote as they promised us, that shouldn’t be a problem,” I answered.

“It better be. I want to find a sunny spot and lay out naked.”

“If you’re laying out naked, I don’t know if I’ll be able to leave you alone long enough for you to relax,” I warned her teasingly.

“Don’t worry, getting sun isn’t the only reason I want to be naked,” she assured me, “I also just want to feel the fresh air on my bare skin while we make love.”

“Why wait? I asked her. “There’s plenty of fresh air now, why don’t you take your shirt off?”

I said it jokingly, not really expecting her to do any such thing, even this far from civilization. To my surprise, she sat up and started to undo the top button on her shirt.

“Are you sure you’ll be able to keep your eyes on the road?” she inquired. “It’s awfully curvy….”

“I’ll try to keep my attention on the curves in the road,” I joked back, “even though I’d rather look at yours.”

I did steal one glance at her in the rapidly diminishing light and saw that she had at least three or four buttons undone. I could just catch a glimpse of the creamy skin at the top of her breasts as she pulled the sides of the shirt apart. With regret, I pulled my eyes back to the road. Stacy has the most magnificent tits I’ve ever seen and I never tire of staring at them – or of caressing and kissing them.

I became peripherally aware of an increased amount of movement in the passenger seat and stole another glance at her just in time to see her triumphantly pull her bra out of her shirt. The shirt itself was now open the whole way down the front and her large boobs jutted out proudly. I could see that the feel of the wind had already hardened her nipples. To me, they looked like tasty cherries atop those two delectable scoops of flesh.

“You’re not making this driving thing easy,” I warned her.

“I bet you wish you could touch them, huh?” she teased me further. “Like I am. God, it feels so good to run my fingertips over my boobs with the air blowing over them.”

Something else began to call for my attention as well, as the sight of my beautiful wife had the expected effect on my dick. I could feel it strain against my jeans and even felt an extra little surge when she described how it felt to be touching her own tits. I hope we reach that cabin soon, I thought, or I’m going to pull over and have her in the trees beside the road.

Another quick glance, but this time the image stayed on my retina even after I looked back at the road. My wife was sitting in the seat with her shirt completely off, fondling herself and teasing her nipples with her fingertips. I could still clearly see the image of her petite hands rubbing all over her chest and lifting those heavenly globes up to feel the air along the sensitive undersides. I tried to blink away the image and concentrate on the road. There might not be any other cars, but it was a narrow, winding road and there was always the chance a deer would choose that moment to leap in front of us.

“You’re turning me on so bad, baby,” I told her softly.

“I’m turning myself on too,” she replied, “my pussy is getting so wet that I want to feel the air rushing over it too. I bet just the feel of the wind on my clit would make me come right now.”

The thought made my dick jump again and I tried to surreptitiously reach one hand down to adjust myself.

“What’s wrong?” she asked. “Having a little problem down there?”

“I think someone is jealous that your body parts can come outside and play,” I told her.

“Oh, he’ll be even more jealous once I get my shorts off,” she said.

Once again there was an extra bit of movement in the passenger seat as she slipped her shorts down around her ass. I looked again and saw her leaning slouched down in the seat with her shorts and panties bunched up around her thighs. The light from the moon wasn’t enough for me to clearly see her womanhood but I could see her hands sliding down between her legs.

“Oh my GOD! That feels so good. I can’t remember the last time I had my pants off outside. The air feels so good. It’s starting to cool down a little and that just illegal bahis makes it feel even better….”

My glances toward her were starting to become more frequent and I watched with a sort of strobe vision as she pulled her shorts and panties the rest of the way off. I couldn’t believe that my lovely wife was reclining in the seat next to me stark naked, with the top down on the Jeep. I watched with admiration and frustration as she put her feet up on the dashboard, spreading her legs wide and pushing her ass forward to the edge of the seat. I could see her hands moving rapidly between her beautiful white thighs and she decided to take the opportunity to tell me just how much she was enjoying herself.

“Oh god, baby, this feels so good. I can’t decide what feels better on my cunt, my fingers or the wind. I am sooo wet. It’s a good thing we can clean the Jeep just by hosing it out. I think my pussy is dripping all over the seat. God, I’m sliding two fingers up inside myself while I hold it open so I can feel the wind on my fucking clit….”

My wife knows that hearing her talk dirty drives me crazy and she knows just what to say. I slid my hand into my lap again and started rubbing myself as best as I could through my pants. At this point, I didn’t care if I came right in my boxers. I looked over again and saw that Stacy was pumping one hand inside herself furiously and pushing her feet against the dashboard so hard her ass was coming up off the seat.

“Oh baby, God, yes, I’m going to make myself come so fucking hard for you. I know you want to see me coming while I’m fingerfucking myself. Oh, yes, baby, yes, ohhhhhh….”

Her words trailed into an incomprehensible moan as her body went rigid and I saw her grab her pussy and hold tight as she exploded into a massive orgasm. The moan turned into a little shriek as the peak hit her and then a long sigh as her body relaxed and her eyes started to refocus.

“Did that feel good, baby?” I asked rhetorically.

“Oh, hell yeah! God that felt awesome! I was just fantasizing that it was your fingers inside me or better yet, your hard cock.”

“You might have your chance soon,” I told her, “that looks like the turn off to the cabin ahead.”

Sure enough, a discrete sign labeled “Mountain Getaway” stood beside a simple gate.

“Here,” I said and held out a key to her.

“What?”

“I’m driving so you have to get out and unlock the gate.”

“I don’t have any clothes on!”

“You haven’t had any clothes on for five miles. I think it’s a little late for modesty.”

“Oh, fine,” she said, “You don’t think I’ll do it, do you?”

With that, she grabbed the key from my hand and swung her door open. I watched in awe and amazement as she jumped to the soft ground and padded into the pool of light from the headlights. I could only stare, transfixed, at her gorgeous nude body as she walked barefoot through the dirt to the gate. Her lovely legs, perfectly rounded ass and the darkly beautiful swirls of the tattoos on her back made her look like a pagan goddess approaching her sacred grove. My blood burned through my veins like gasoline on fire and I had to put all my will into not jumping out after her and taking her right there on the ground, in the harsh glare of the headlights.

In the time it took me to gain control of myself she had unlocked the gate and swung it aside. I pulled the Jeep through and sat there trying to regain the rest of my self control as she relocked it and rejoined me in the Jeep.

“You going to be OK, there?” she teased.

“Oh god, I want you so bad, baby.”

“You can wait a little longer, I’m sure,” she assured me. “At least long enough to get out of sight of the road.”

Nodding silently, I pressed the accelerator and drove slowly up the dirt road. It was maybe another half a mile before a small wooden cabin came into sight. I pulled over to one side of the clearing around it and parked. Relieved to be here, I turned off the ignition and dowsed the lights.

In the sudden darkness, I was momentarily blind and it shocked me when I felt a body near mine. Then Stacy’s hand was in my lap, surrounding my rock hard cock. Her other hand groped for my zipper and I helped her get it down as quickly as possible.

My dick sprang out into the night air but I only had a moment to feel the delightful coolness on my burning skin before I was engulfed by the silken feel of her mouth. In one quick movement, she sank her mouth down over the length of me until her lips were buried in my pubic hair. The sexy scene in the Jeep, the beautiful vision of her walking naked, the feel of the mountain air and the unusual sensation of being nearly blind overwhelmed me and I arched up toward her as my orgasm gathered in my balls and jetted upward. She slid her mouth back up as though enticing the orgasm out of me and when her lips hit the underside of my head, I exploded. Wave after wave of come blasted through me and she noisily sucked it all down and swallowed greedily. The orgasm casino siteleri raced through me, sending my body, my mind and my soul out my cock and into her warm, welcoming mouth.

It took me several seconds to realize I had yelled loud enough to be heard two valleys away. My vision slowly came back, but I couldn’t tell if my eyes were adjusting to the moonlight or if I had literally lost my vision for a moment. I collapsed back into the seat as Stacy licked the last drops of come from me. Then she slid over to perch on my lap and wrap her arms around me. She leaned her face into mine and we shared a deep, passionate kiss. I could taste my own come in her mouth as well as hers and I knew I had missed it when she had tasted her own juices while masturbating. After a long while, she disengaged and gave me dick one more squeeze before sliding back to her side of the Jeep.

“C’mon,” she said happily, “you unpack and I’ll get a fire going!”

Fifteen minutes later, she had a nice fire going in the firepit outside of the cabin and I had carried our few supplies inside. The first thing I did in the cabin was pull the thin mattresses off of the twin beds and lay them side by side on the floor. I had no intention of sleeping on the other side of the room from my sexy wife tonight.

Once I got the cabin squared away, I retrieved a bottle of wine from the cooler, opened it, and filled our two plastic wine glasses. Grabbing each by the stem, I went outside to see how the fire was going.

Stacy had put her shorts and shirt back on, although she had left several buttons on the shirt undone and I could see she hadn’t bothered with her bra. She was crouched by the fire, happily poking at it with a long stick. I could see that she already had smears of soot on her hands and clothes, and her bare feet and knees were covered in the dry dust that is ubiquitous in California. She had even managed to get a small twig caught in her hair. I handed her a glass of wine and then gently removed the twig.

“You look like a perfect little Girl Scout,” I told her, “or maybe even a Boy Scout since you’re so dirty.”

“You know there’s nothing I like more than getting dirty and playing with fire,” she responded.

Once again I marveled at how ravishing she was. The flickering light of the fire played over the exquisite features of her face and reflected in her beautiful eyes. It still amazed me every day that this lovely woman was my wife. She moved to stand up and her shirt fell forward, giving me a wonderful view of her tits as they swung freely.

We set our camping chairs near the fire and sat down to enjoy the night. Surprisingly, it was still warm, with just a slight breeze that hinted of colder air in the higher mountains. The moon was nearly full and with the firelight we could see quite well. The only sounds were the rustle of branches in the wind and the crackles and pops of the campfire.

We sat and talked for a while, drinking our wine and staring contentedly into the fire. I continued to glance over at my wife, drinking in the sight of her. Eventually, I decided it was time to start seducing her again.

“Why don’t you unbutton your shirt the rest of the way?” I asked suddenly.

“Didn’t you get to look enough on the way up here?” she replied.

“I was paying attention to the road. I couldn’t enjoy the sight as much as I wanted to,” I told her.

“You have to take your shirt off, then,” she said.

I happily complied and watched with pleasure as she undid the rest of the buttons on her shirt and let it fall to her sides. Once again, her magnificent breasts were proudly displayed for me. I leaned back and enjoyed the cool air on my own bare flesh while I watched her hungrily.

“Do want me to toast us some marshmallows?” I asked.

“Yum. Will you toast one for me?” she asked.

“Of course. I’ll go get them. Don’t go anywhere,” I joked.

I quickly found a suitable stick and toasted a marshmallow for each of us. When they were lightly brown on the outside, I took one off and popped it in my mouth. Then I walked over to her and held the other one out. Slowly she leaned forward and opened her mouth. I pushed the marshmallow in and she closed her lips around my fingers, licking them sensuously as she pulled the gooey treat away.

“Mmmm,” she sighed as she swallowed and then delicately licked her lips, “just what I needed, more white creamy stuff.”

I laughed and started preparing two more marshmallows. We played that game for a few minutes, feeding each other and licking each other’s fingers clean. Finally I took a freshly toasted one to her and got down on my knees in front of her.

“Open your mouth and close your eyes,” I told her .

When she complied, I moved the marshmallow so it was positioned just above her right nipple. Then I squeezed until the creamy inside started to leak out through the crisp shell. The hot, melted marshmallow hung over her for a moment and then dropped to land directly on her nipple.

“Ohh!” poker siteleri she cried.

Quickly, I leaned over and covered her nipple with my lips while I simultaneously slid the remainder of the marshmallow into her mouth. She moaned as she felt the dual stimulation of my tongue licking the cream off her breast and the sweetness exploding in her own mouth. As she started to lick and suck my fingers, I moved my lips around her breast, cleaning up every bit of marshmallow before I returned to her nipple and started flicking my tongue over it.

“Ohhhh,” she sighed around my fingers. I put my other hand up to her boob and lifted it up so that I had better access. Then I took as much of it as I could into my mouth and sucked hungrily on her nipple. She moaned again, louder, and clasped one hand behind my head.

I started moving my mouth over her chest, under her tits, between them and across first one nipple and then the other. As she relaxed and enjoyed my ministrations, I gently pulled my fingers from her mouth and slid both hands down to her shorts. In a moment, I had them unbuttoned and unzipped. Realizing what I was doing, she lifted her hips without opening her eyes and I slid the shorts over her ass and down her legs. As she sat back down, I gently guided her hips forward so she was sitting near the edge of the camp chair.

I ran my hands down the outsides of her legs and then started licking my way down her stomach. I lifted one leg and draped it over the side of the camp chair and then leaned forward. She willingly spread her legs open as far as she could and I looked down, past the light covering of blond pubic hair, to see that her pussy was already glistening with moisture. I quickly cupped her ass in both hands and lifted her toward me. Bending down, I ran my lips slowly up the inside of her upraised leg as she moaned again in pleasure. I moved my mouth closer and closer to her pussy, alternating kisses with short licks. Finally, I leaned as far down as I could and slowly licked up the length of her lips.

“Oh, god”, she moaned. “Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”

I did it again, but this time I let the tip of my tongue slide just inside her lips. When I got to the top, I pushed forward and let my tongue find its way to her clit. I flicked my tongue over it and her whole body spasmed in pleasure.

“Oh!” she cried, “yes….”

I continued to hold her lovely ass in one hand and moved the other up to her pussy. I slid my fingers along the length of it and felt how wet she was already. I held her open and, like a man eating his last meal, started rapidly licking and sucking on her clit. She started moaning uncontrollably and tangled both hands in my hair to pull my face closer to her. I licked harder and faster, smearing her juices all over my face as I tried to devour her. She started writhing in the chair and pushing her pussy into my face, smothering me in her sex.

“Uhhhh, oh god, yes, yes, baby, that feels so good, you eat my pussy so good baby,” she said in between gasps and sighs.

I slid one finger of my hand inside her and again felt a shudder pass through her whole body.

“Oh FUCK!” she cried as I started to slide my finger back and forth into her body. I carefully angled my finger so the tip would hit the inside wall of her pussy, just behind where my tongue was still assaulting her clit. I moved finger and mouth faster and faster until she began to buck and grind against me.

“Oh yes, baby, oh god, yes, yes, YES!” she screamed as her body tightened and the muscles of her cunt clenched around my finger. I kept licking and held her pussy against my face as her orgasm swept over her and she moaned incomprehensibly.

As her body relaxed, I slowed down and slid my finger out of her. Giving her hot sex one more kiss, I sat up and let her collapse into the chair.

“Oh my god, that was so great,” she told me when she could speak again. “I want you inside me right now.”

I jumped up and sprinted to the cabin. In seconds, I had returned with a blanket and thrown it on the ground beside the fire. Quickly, my wife slid out of her chair and lay on her back on the blanket. She spread her legs and looked up at me with imploring eyes.

“C’mon, I need you inside me, come fuck me right now,” she begged. There is nothing sexier than my beautiful wife laying totally naked in front of me, legs spread and tits jutting up proudly, begging me to fuck her. I quickly knelt between her outstretched legs and covered her body with mine. I could feel the heat of the fire on my legs and ass and the cool mountain air blowing over my back. When our bodies touched, an electric shock seemed to pass down over the entire surface of my skin, starting where her tits pressed against my chest and ending where our arms and legs intertwined. She held herself ready for me and I moved my hips forward, sliding into her in one easy motion. We both cried out in pleasure as I penetrated her and we were joined once again in that magical way that only true lovers experience.

As always, I paused for a moment so we could both relish the feeling of our bodies being joined, of being so close to each other. Inside her, I could no longer tell where I left off and she began. There was just one scorching hot junction of passions, a glorious consummation of our love.

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After the fun evening Sally and Sharon had showing George the fun in the pool it was a no-holds-barred progress to the following.

On a Friday evening about two weeks after the pool fun, Sharon and I were out to a movie and before entering the theater we saw Sally and George walking through the mall that contained the theater. We stopped and talked with them a while about just general stuff. We told Sally and George that we were going to the movies and invited them to join us. They refused and said they were doing some shopping and would be home when we arrived after the movie was over. Well, Sharon and I watched the comedy movie which was not to good.

About three quarters of the way through the movie Sharon leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Let’s leave now a little early, maybe we will get home early enough to catch Sally and George having fun.” With that, we left the movie and talked about Sally and George as we drove.

Sharon told me of the fun in the pool with George and Sally and said it was fun showing George how to relax about the act of having sex. Sharon also touched on how Sally enjoyed sex very much now since the first time with the two of us. We both hoped George was still at home with Sally and we were hoping to get some foursome action going if the two were there. Sharon unzipped my pants as I continued to drive and started to slowly give me a blow job. Needless to say we continued to discuss the foursome and the action Sharon was giving my cock, got me ready to shoot a load off really quickly.

Well, Sharon just brought me to the edge and would stop and talk about the fun she wanted to enjoy with Sally and George. We arrived home before I came and Sharon commented that I should save my cum and enjoy my hard on with Sally and George. As we pulled up we saw George’s car in the drive and we knew we were in luck for some fun. The only light on in bonus veren siteler the house was in Sally’s bed room. That indicated they both were in the bedroom and we were correct. We were quite entering the house and we went to my bed room. Sally’s bedroom was directly over mine and we listened for a while and we could hear the bed moving and a faint groan from Sally. We were in luck Sharon really got horny listening to them screw and wanted to go and join them.

I told her to wait until they were finished to let George enjoy Sally alone so as to get them both relaxed. We were, all four of us, young enough to recover from a sex session and enjoy again quickly and I was banking on the recover to accommodate us to get George and Sally going again. We continued to listen and while we did took off our clothes and laid on my bed getting horny with each other as we played with each other and listened. Well, about one half hour of this and the bed started to move faster and Sally moaned louder and we heard George say “here it comes, here it comes.”

Little sister and George were in the middle of there orgasm and finishing off the splash down. Then the water went on in the upstairs bath and we heard some one coming down the stairs. Then a brief knock on my bedroom door and in walked Sally, totally nude. She asked how long you guys been home.

Sharon responded “about half an hour.”

Sally laughed, “then you guys know what we were doing in my bed room?”

Sharon responded, “We heard the entire thing.”

Sally laughed again. She said George is very good about enjoying himself with sex and that he really liked the pool fun and kept recalling it to her when they were intimate. Sharon asked Sally to bring him down and we could enjoy some fun tonight. Hearing Sharon make such an invitation Sally looked at me and saw my hard on sticking bahis straight up and said “how about it big brother”? I said “sounds great to me”. With that she turned around and quickly went up stairs after George.

In about 2 minutes both of them were standing at my bedroom door and they were both still nude. Sharon and I were doing some heavy petting with me eating Sharon’s pussy and getting her pussy moistened with my saliva to prepare it for the fun coming. I look up and Sally came over to me and kissed me and said Sharon you sure taste good. Sally could taste Sharon’s pussy on my lips. Then Sally jumped on the bed and started to play with my cock. She started to suck it slowly and the feeling was great. George was still standing in the door way watching.

Sharon said, “George are you going to stand there all night or enjoy us some?” At that Sharon reach out and grabbed George by the cock and pulled him gently toward the bed. Once he got close enough to the bed Sharon started to suck him. The foursome started. George was hard in about 30 seconds with a full purple pumping hard on. Sharon sucked George briefly just enough to get him stirred up and then laid back on the bed on her back and told George to mount her that she was so excited by the previous happenings and needed to feel some cock in her.

With that Sally and I watched George crawl onto the bed between Sharon’s opened legs and insert his cock in her pussy. It was primed and wet from my licking it. His cock went in very easily and he started to slide in and out and looked over at me and Sally to see what we were doing. Sally was excited again and wanted to fuck and I could tell. She flopped on her back alongside Sharon and grabbed me and pulled me on top of her.

Needless to say my cock was at the entrance of her pussy and I could feel the slick cum George left at her opening and my deneme bonusu cock started to slide into her. Sally totally unfolded her body and opened it to my advance. I was softly inside of her cum enriched pussy just being very still and she wrapped her body around me and held me very tightly. Her legs around my middle locked and her arms around my chest.

She looked at me and said, “Thanks for being such a great big brother.” Sharon was watching me and Sally and enjoying George and she was very frisky. She wanted to play a swing game: “Who Cums First.”

The way she explained it was the guys spend 3 minutes inside each lady and the guys try to hold from cumming as best they can. The girls try to cum and get the guy that is mounted in them to shoot off. Then every three minutes a swap occurred. Well we started with George and me switching and it was great.

Sally went to work on George and Sharon went to work on me. Every three minutes we switched. It was great to feel the differences in the two women. Sharon was experienced and her feel was different that Sally. Sally was soft and groping and being about 5 years younger than Sharon, Sally was youthfully tight. Sharon was targeted and had more muscles in tune to attack a man’s cock.

This process went on for about three full swaps and during the exchange on the fourth I started to cum in transit. My cum shot on Sally’s leg as I pulled out of her and it shot onto Sharon pubic hairs as I entered her. Sharon whispered in my ear, Ah are you done so soon, poor baby.

Needless to say I finished off my pumping inside Sharon and could feel my cock start to go soft. The next swap transferred me to Sally and George to Sharon. You could almost see Sharon sizzle when George entered her. She was very aggressive with George on the cycle. She started to meet his thrusts with her hips and really got into it. She came with a very loud moan and continued to cum for about 4 times.

It finally ended with George screwing Sally again as Sharon and I felt them both as they coupled, enhancing the sensations for them. Sally and George and Sharon and myself will enjoy this again and I will keep you posted.

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“Meet me at 8:00pm at the Power House Boutique Hotel on Kingsford Smith Drive, room 708, don’t be late!”

I have prepared the room with tiny candles and soft music. It is a cold winter’s evening and I have much more than staying warm on my mind. There is a full bodied bottle of red wine decanted and sitting next to the bed. I have had a long and luxurious bubble bath and pampered my skin with body lotion. I am wearing my favourite evening dress and have taken the time to colour in my face, my lips are cherry red and my eyes sparkle with the thoughts I have entertained since the afternoon, contemplating the seduction that is to take place.

I have rung room service and they are poised in readiness with the delicious morsels we will enjoy for our dinner. But first the interlude of long slow lovemaking is to be savoured.

I glance at the clock next to the bed and it reads 7:44pm there remains only minutes before he should arrive. I carefully survey the room to make certain that everything is in its place.

I take another sip of my champagne and there comes a tentative knock at the door. I sweep my hair from my face and walk over…I open it slowly and there appears before me a dashing man, wearing his favourite tie. In my best French accent I greet him with a whispered “entre Voo” and he smiles and steps closer to me, the door swings shut and we embrace with a courteous kiss. I put my finger to my lips signalling a hush I do not want to start a conversation that regales our days activities, I simply want to kiss him. We interlock our bodies and kiss passionately. He laughs and plays along with the vow of silence not speaking a word.

I pour myself another glass of champagne and pour one for you also. We clink glassed entwine arms and sip slowly, already I feel the affects of the bubbles, my head is swimming and I have become flushed with heat as my body temperature is raised because of bahis siteleri my arousal. We set the glasses down on the small table next to the plump velvet feather filled couch, I sit first and you stretch to secure a position as close to my body as you are able. Our lips meet that first sensation of the hot flesh touching is magnificent. My lips open as our kissing becomes more passionate, the air around us is warm and our mouths have become entangled in a delicious passion.

We remain connected as your hands begin to move under my long hair, I lean back just a little to allow you access to my neck. Your mouth slides form my lips down my throat to the softest part of my neck, I let out a slow moan as your warm mouth kisses my neck, our bodies are now so hot, there is the soothing sounds of the music and the flickering from the candles that gives the room a warm glow.

You lay my body down on the couch all the while your kisses are gifted to my skin. As you lower you body on to mine I move my hands up your sides, lifting your shirt from your trousers expertly. I can feel you press against my hips and I am certain of your arousal I feel your manhood as my hand gently fondles the bulge in your pants. We disconnect for a moment, as you pull back from me and arch back to almost stand with one leg on the couch and one on the floor, you undo your tie while looking at me so greedily. It is flung across the floor as I begun unbuttoning your shirt, very so slowly as I blow you a kiss, the shirt is suitably discarded and you turn your attention to my dress.

I sit up close to you as you reach behind me and undo the long zip, I feel your finger trace down the middle of my spine as a gentle shudder is felt through my body. You then pull the shoulders of my velvet dress down and kiss a tiny line across my chest. Then you remove my dress altogether. Leaving me there in my black lacey bra and French nickers. You reach over to the glasses of champagne canlı bahis siteleri and we again partake of the glorious fruity bubbles, this time we kiss with a mouth full of the drink and mingle our tongues feeling the contrast between our warmth and wetness and the chilled drink. I swallow and you plunge a kiss, this time we move our heads every which way to gain access to every sensual part of the touching mouths, lips and tongue. My hands reach down and begin to unlock your zip.

Carefully moving my hands in-between your undergarment and your hot skin, my hand wraps around your manhood and as I gently squeeze and twist you breath escapes, we momentarily disconnect our kiss then resume with more intensity. My skin is hot to touch my wetness gathers and my breathing is now so heavy. My hand moves holding your erection and I sense your arousal with every small careful move I make. I feel your hand reach around my back and you unclasp my bra… I arch my back as my breasts bounce free, my pink nipples stand erect and my breasts are full and round and as you touch them I begin to squirm with utter delight. You move your mouth from my lips and lick a line in-between my breasts moving ever so close to my right nipple, you move again to the center and kiss tiny kisses back up to my neck, the anticipation is delightful yet agonizing.

I release my hand from your manhood as you step one step away so I can wrestle your trousers to the floor. With them, I take your silk boxer shorts and as you step out of them. I pull you close to me, kissing your belly, breathing hot air on the trail of hair that leads down your middle to your erection. My hands move to caress your gorgeous bottom as I pull you even closer I massage your cheeks as a baker would kneed bread, it almost tickles you yet feels wonderfully playful. I look up at your face and you have your eyes closed and you are biting your bottom lip trying not to make a sound as I slide güvenilir bahis you into my mouth…taking all of you with my wet hot lips…sucking on your slowly and skillfully.

My hands move from behind you and have found the tufts of hair around the base of your shaft and tugged on them moving my hands up to where my mouth stops to arouse you further, keen attention paid to the softest most delicious part of you…licking slowly all along and around the head tasting the saltiness of your body, moving you in a circle around my moist lips and then hurriedly capturing in my mouth for a tongue lashing of the most delirious kind…you are unable to maintain the silence and you sigh a deep breath and moan softly I love feeling you move inside and out, hearing your breath escape with force as your body grinds near my face…your skin is hot and the shivers begin…now deep in my throat I take another strong movement to secure your arousal…my mouth is soft and wet.

I begin to gently suck of the head of your cock, moving to make circles along the tip then suddenly plunging you into my mouth, I do it very slowly teasingly then pick up the pace. Your hands reach down and you grab my hair carefully you then move me in the pace that pleases you the most moving in closer and over you constantly caressing the length of your manhood. Sucking greedily, slow then faster, as the tension mounts until you can resist no longer your body begins to quiver intensely and your sounds are now heard. I hear you release just one word…yes… yes… yes as you voice your delight- you explode in my mouth and the room suddenly feels humid the candles still flicker and I move from my seated position to embrace you gently to let your body melt into mine.

I gently stroke your shoulder as you body still quivers…the smell of your hot sweaty skin is intoxicating and your smile tells me you have felt a pleasure surge through you from your feet to your head…and everywhere in between. You fall into my embrace with your head resting on my shoulder, your breathing is still heavy, though softer now…I kiss tiny kisses on your cheeks while softly holding the back of your head…you relax and can hardly speak…I do so enjoy to pleasure you!!

So what are you doing Friday Night…?

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