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Previously on Part 1: Nearly ten years ago, Liz was in desperate need of affection and indulged with her husbands best friend, Phillip. Her husband never knew, but the marriage ended anyway. Now, she finds her self at a party and seeing Phillip for the first time in years.

That’s What Friends Are For, Chapter 2: Last Chance for Love

Ten years ago, Liz Conway cheated on her husband. Her now ex-husband, but the cheating wasn’t what caused the breakup. Not exactly anyway. It certainly didn’t help her happiness level in the aftermath. She had an affair, a one night stand with her husband’s best friend, and the sex had been excellent. Best she’d ever had; but it had also only been a one time thing.

From that moment on she had stayed away from Phillip McKenzie as much as she possibly could. At first it had been tough. The memories of their intensely erotic sex had flashed through her mind for weeks afterwards. Even now, if she thought about it she smiled and felt her cheeks flush at how crazy the whole thing had been.

Liz and her ex-husband David had held a party at their house. David went to bed early after drinking far too much and somehow she and Phillip were left by themselves after having engaged in pretty outrageous flirting all evening. Things had gotten out of hand and eventually she had found herself bent over her own table, in her own backyard, in full view of anyone who might have been around to look; bent over a table naked completely naked and being by Phillip from behind with everything he had to give her.

Now, she shook her head. She couldn’t believe she’d done that. Drunk or not, desperate for sex or not, upset with her alcoholic husband, even still; really no excuse for that kind of reckless behavior. Right there outside, in her own backyard, bent over and moaning about the huge dick plowing into her, and on top of that she still had cum in her mouth from when she’d given Phillip a blow job a few minutes before.

Outrageous is what it was. Completely outrageous. She’d begged for him to cum inside her in that backyard, and he had, flooding her body with sperm. She’d literally said to him, “I want it all, deep inside me.” To another man, outside where anyone could see, spy satellites, nosy neighbors, whoever. And then, just like that, they’d gotten dressed and he’d left. They knew they were trapped. She married, and he having just given everything he’d had to his best friends wife. They couldn’t continue.

Liz had stayed with David. She believed they could make it work. He went through periods of rehab, was sober for weeks, or months, even at one point two straight years. During that two year period she honestly thought things had changed. He was better at home, better at work, their love making was regular, if not vigorous. She started thinking now would be the right time for a baby.

She’d stayed with him for a total of 6 years after her one night stand. She’d been married to David for over a decade at that point, and then it happened again. He started drinking, worse than ever. He lost his job, became violent with her and that was it. She lost it, couldn’t put up with it anymore. She was through. One night she walked out the door and never came back, divorcing David.

She had been fed up at the time. She felt like in some ways she had wasted a decade of her life. Some of it had been good, a lot of it had been bad, and now here she was nearly 39 years old, the cold reality of 40 staring her in the face and she felt like her prime years had been blown up. Like a parking garage that had been blown up by a demolition team, just a space where some alcoholic jerk had parked for over ten years and then obliterated.

She’d dated some, had a couple relationships that lasted a few months and a few very short trysts. Trouble was most of the guys she was meeting were younger guys not really interested in anything long term, they just wanted to mess around. Which was fine, it had been fun. But as a 39 year old, trying to find a man who might maybe, possibly, want to start a family with her was… pretty slim pickings. It wasn’t getting any easier. When her divorce had been finalized she was 35 and her friends assured her she could easily start over.

Now, things were looking bleak. Most guys interested in a family in her age range either already had one, or two depending on their divorce status, or they were younger than her and looking for a younger woman their age to start a family with.

But now, here she was, being flooded with memories of Phillip. She felt feverish as she remembered what his young, muscular body had felt like on top of her, his massive dick plunging into her over and over and his mouth sucking on her tits. Here, now, these memories were rushing over her because Phillip was standing no more than 20 feet away from her for the first time in years. It felt like a lifetime had passed in some ways. While in other ways her mind seemed to recall in perfect clarity how big his dick had looked. Eight inches? Maybe? She’d gorukle escort been so drunk at the time and so well fucked she wasn’t sure her perceptions could be trusted. But, when she kneeled in front of him and began kissing it, sucking it, and admiring it, it had seemed truly massive. Phillip had been huge. Huge to look at, huge to have in her mouth, and definitely huge to have inside her.

She wasn’t sure why he was here after all this time. For now, she was doing her best to stay away from him until she regained control of her emotions. She was making small talk with a couple, Jenny and DeShawn over the chips and beer, chatting about the weather. The weather, how was she supposed to be thinking about the weather when her hormones were raging.

“Yea yea, the weather has been crazy, luckily Steve is having a good night for his party,” Liz said. Steve’s party, her mind began to work on the puzzle. Why was Phillip here at Steve’s party? Phillip had gone to high school with David, but Steve hadn’t, and he had never been friends with David either.

She had only met Steve herself maybe a year before her divorce. She knew Steve was a marketing director for a local branch of a big advertising agency. Phillip, she believed, worked as a floor manager for a big warehouse, or at least he did back then. Maybe Phillip and Steve met through work?

Anyway, it didn’t really matter. What mattered was Phillip was here now and she needed to pull herself together. She took a sip of beer and found him mingling with people again. He looked up and caught her eye and smiled at her. Damn, he looked good. She smiled back and then tried to casually look away and go back to speaking with Jenny and DeShawn, engaging them in their new topic of the local soccer team before another image of Phillip from a decade before could intrude on her thoughts.

“Hey, ya know, it’s a party right…. And DeShawn here is my designated driver, let’s do some shots Liz,” Jenny said giggling.

“Oh wow, really going it for it huh?” Liz said looking over at another table filled with hard liquor and items to make cocktails. “Ok sure let’s go.”

They did two quick shots of tequila and giggled over them like school girls. Liz thought about how she should probably take it easy as Jenny was a good 15 years younger than her. But, for now, what the hell. A few other people came over and joined them and within the next 45 minutes, Liz had taken four more shots. At some point, Phillip had joined them, but she stuck with Jenny and DeShawn and tried to pretend like she didn’t even notice.

It’s safe to say the 8 people that were taking shots were getting a little drunk. Liz herself had let some guy she didn’t even know, who’s name was apparently Jessie, grab a shot glass full of vodka from where she held it between her tits. She clenched it between her breasts as tight as she could, pulled her already low cut shirt down as low as she could, it’s neck line stretching to where it was just an inch above her nipples; then Jessie had leaned down with his mouth open wide and placed it around the shot glass, lifting it from between her bosom and straight up in the air so the vodka poured into his mouth.

“DIDN’T SPILL A DROP!” he screamed. Everyone cheered and clapped. Liz started laughing, hysterical. She hadn’t had this much fun in years. Within a few minutes several of the other girls were having their boyfriends or just random people taking shot glasses they held in their cleavage. It was then that she felt Phillip move up behind her and say, “I’d like to try that.”

She just barely contained herself from being startled as she turned to look at him. She’d forgotten how tall he was, and just how big he was in general. Maybe it was the booze talking but he looked 6’3, towering over her 5 foot four inch body. He’d definitely gained some weight over the years. Whereas in his 20’s he’d been all lean and slightly shredded, now he seemed like he was just overall bigger. Bigger muscles, but also more touches of body fat here and then. Still, she had to admit overall, he looked great. She wanted to eat him up like an ice cream sundae.

“Oh yea? Well, step up to the plate,” Liz said, grabbing another shot glass and pouring a generous helping of vodka. Feeling a little unsteady on her feet, she took a couple steps away from the table as the number of drunken people crowding around it was getting larger, and rowdier. She took Phillip’s hand and led him another step or two away. She glanced up at him again and looked into his eyes as he smiled down at her. “You ready big guy?”

He nodded vigorously and she pulled the neckline of her shirt down further again, making room for herself to place the shot glass between her tits. This time she stretched the neckline just a little bit further, the shirt stretched right over top of her nipples, hanging on for dear life, stretching and exposing more of her body than she had dared to just a couple of minutes. Liz clenched the shot glass full of booze between altıparmak eskort bayan her large breasts. Phillip stepped closer to her, pressing in close to her side as he leaned his head down, bending at his knees so that he could get low enough to place his head into her cleavage.

Liz couldn’t be sure, not in her currently inebriated state, but she was pretty sure she felt Phillips tongue roll around the edge of the shot glass, licking a circle of her breasts, before taking it into his mouth and lifting it. What she could be sure of, 100%, is that when he’d leaned down he had placed his hand on her back and slid it down her clothes, stopping at her ass and grabbing hold of it just as his mouth reached the glass.

Phillip lifted the glass from her cleavage and she felt the absence of the glass, and distinctly felt the absence of his face buried in her chest. She wanted that feeling back and her mind flashed back again to what it had felt like years ago when his face was pressed against her body, his mouth on her nipples licking, sucking and kissing.

His hand unclenched from her ass as he stood up and let the shot fall into his mouth, but his had didn’t move. It stayed planted right where it was and she felt her body flush once again as he gave her a little spank.

“Did you enjoy that?” she asked.

“Oh yea. Of course.”

“I’ll just bet you did, you little sneak.” Liz said. She moved in close to him and put an arm around his back, leaning her hips into him. “So, how have you been? It’s been a while.”

It had indeed. She hadn’t completely avoided him after their one night stand. That would have been impossible as he remained friends with David. But, when he came over she did her best to avoid being around him. She always managed to find something to do around the house, a chore that took her out of the den or away from just being around them. Or she would make a plan to be out with her girlfriends. It hadn’t been a perfect system, there had been a few times she’d had to endure being on a double date with her and David on one side, and Phillip and some woman or other on the other. To the best of her knowledge, none of those relationships had lasted very long.

She never understood why Phillip’s relationships ended. As far as she could tell, he was a perfectly good male companion and his girlfriends always seemed happy enough when they were together. But, she figured, sometimes things just didn’t work out. David had once told her that one of Phillip’s relationships had ended because he worked too much.

Liz and Phillip made small talk and caught up. They hadn’t seen each other in at least 5 years. She cursed herself for smiling a little bit when she learned that he was not married and was currently only seeing a woman very casually, someone he had met online and had gone on a few dates with. Nothing serious, he said.

She silently wondered if it wasn’t serious yet because they hadn’t had sex. She found it hard to believe that any single woman wouldn’t want to make things serious with Phillip if he fucked them the way he’d fucked her a decade ago. Once again, she remembered what it felt like being bent over a table in her backyard, Phillip’s large dick sawing in and out of her, a tidal wave of an orgasm building inside of her.

Liz felt emboldened. She pressed her body closer to Phillip, pressing the front of her body against his leg tightly and subtly grinding her sex back and forth just a little, trying to gain his attention. She saw his eyes light up in surprise and he put his arms around her.

“Maybe we should take a little walk,” Phillip said, untangling himself from Liz, grabbing her right hand with his left and walking away from the group of people that was still taking shots. On their way through the yard he grabbed two beers and popped the tops off both, then continued walking through the front yard and into the street in front of Steve’s house.

They both looked left and right down the street. Steve lived in a pretty quiet area and it was starting to get a little late. There didn’t seem to be any traffic and the nearest houses were a football field or more away.

“I think I saw a park down this way when I drove in,” Phillip said, leading her down the street to the left. He held his bottle up to her and drank a sip.

Liz didn’t want to talk about David, her ex-husband, but she felt like it was coming. She had spent enough time thinking and talking about him. She wanted nothing like that right now. She needed to change the subject.

“So…. How do you know Steve?”

Wow. Really engaging conversation, but it got the job done. She learned they had met for work, and then coincidentally met at a gym and realized they ran in some of the same circles and became friends, or at least friendly.

By the time Phillip was done talking about how work was going, they had arrived at the park he had said he passed. They were maybe 15 minutes walking distance from Steve’s nilüfer eskort bayan house, but they could still kinda hear the thump of the music that was playing in the back yard. Liz was sure now that his neighbors would have something to say to him about the drunken loud party he’d thrown. It was nearing midnight and the park consisted of a swing set, a few picnic tables, a basketball court, tennis court, and a walking path that led into the woods. There were no lights as she led them down the walking path, looking around and trying to allow her eyes to adjust to the darkness.

The path they were on was paved and obviously meant for community runners. But she believed the chances of them running into anyone was extremely low. There were no lights, the community was small, and obviously it was very late. She felt butterflies in her stomach as Phillip reached out and held her hand as they continued walking deeper into the park.

“Sorry, I just want to make sure I know where you are, it’s so dark I can barely see,” Phillip said.

“You don’t have to make excuses to hold my hand if you’re scared,” Liz said and giggled a little. “Not as if we haven’t done more than hold hands before.”

“Yea…” Phillip said trailing off. He took a deep breath, clearly gathering himself for something. “I uhm, I don’t really regret what we did. But, I do regret it if that drove a wedge between you and David.”

“It didn’t, don’t worry. He never knew. We had a lot of other issues. He did think I was cheating on him at one point a couple years later, but I wasn’t. I just wasn’t interested in having sex with him the way that he was at the time. I thought we were going to be alright at one point. But… it just didn’t work out.”

“I’m sorry.” Phillip said, letting go of her hand.

“Don’t be sorry, at all. I knew what I was doing with you, and I loved it.” Liz reached out for him, found his hand and pulled him closer. “I needed to be with you in that moment. I needed everything you gave to me.”

She reached her hand up to his head and pulled it down to her, gently. She stood up on her toes and kissed him on the mouth. Then she slowly pulled away and started walking, still holding his hand as they moved even deeper into the wooded park.

“What did I give you?”

“Like you don’t remember?” She laughed and looked up at his handsome face, his still chiseled jawline “A good fucking for one thing. A really, really good fucking. I needed to feel loved, I needed to feel desired. I hadn’t felt that way in I don’t know how long. Haven’t since really. I wanted you so bad, and I needed that too. I needed to feel that way about a man, needed to feel crazy with desire, and I did, for you. I was overwhelmed. I would have done anything I think, I would have done anything you wanted. I wanted to consume you or something, wanted us to just mold together, I wanted everything.”

She stopped and turned to him. Facing him she pressed her body against him, looking into his eyes and feeling the bulge in his pants press against her. “Isn’t that what you wanted?”

Phillip put his arms around her and pulled her tight, “Yes. I wanted you so badly that it hurt. I … was afraid I would hurt you, because I kinda wanted to hurt you. I wanted to fuck you so hard you’d never forget it. I wanted to take you, so you’d be mine. You were so amazing, you looked so… ripe for the taking. I wanted to take you… use you like an animal. I wanted to make you come with me so I could feel that forever.”

“You wanted to run away with me?” She reached one hand under his shirt and started caressing the skin along the waistband of his pants. She could feel his hardness pressing against her torso. She wanted to touch him so bad.

“I wanted to possess you, yes. I never wanted to stop fucking you.”

Liz felt her cheeks grow hot. She slowly forced the fingers of her hand below his waistband, slowly pushing them down and running them across the soft skin hair under his pants. She reached her other arm behind him and pulled him closer, pressing her whole body to his and laying her head against his chest. She thought she could feel his heart beating.

Liz didn’t know what was going to happen, but she knew what she wanted to happen. She was prepared to take his pants off right here, right now, just like she did nearly a decade ago, and suck his big dick until he exploded her mouth with everything he had. But she hesitated. She held onto him tight and moved her hand down his pants another fraction of an inch. She wanted to see what he would do. He said that back then, he’d wanted to take her. Well, if he wanted to, he could. If he truly wanted to take her, then he would make a move.

She held her breath as she said, “Was it just about the sex?” She wasn’t sure what she wanted him to say. What if it had been just about sex for him? That had been a major part of it for her too. Part of her really wanted him to say it had been just about sex, that he wanted to use her body because she was hot and desirable; that he still wanted to take her body and use her.

Phillip reached between them and shoved her hand further down his pants and held her tight. Now her hand was firmly resting on top of his long, thick, hard dick. She could feel heat radiating from his body to her hand. It felt amazing.

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It was the first hot day of summer and Ally asked me to stop over to look at her pool pump. She asked me to bring Carrie with so they could talk. Ally was new to homeownership and didn’t have anyone handy to help with odds and ends.

I grabbed a few tools and then Carrie and I headed over. It was hot and humid day the type where you sweat just standing there. After we got there, I grabbed up my stuff as Ally met us at the driveway. Ally was wearing a 2-piece bikini with a see-through cover up on. Ally said if I got the pool running, we could all take a dip and cool off.

Carrie grabbed a few of my tools and her hands were full as she started walking towards the backyard. Ally was walking next to her talking and I trailed behind. Carrie dropped a tool and Ally bent over to pick it up. As Ally bent over at the waist to my surprise, I saw her bald pussy lips sticking out to the side of her bikini bottom.

I felt my body start to get tingly. I couldn’t believe what I had just witnessed. As Ally stood up she grabbed her bottoms to pull them out of her hungry pussy lips as her ass wiggled. I felt my cock start to engorge and I started to panic. I had nothing to hold it in as I had just thrown shorts on with no underwear. Quickly I turned escort bayan around and acted like I needed something else from the car.

After I settled down, I walked to the backyard to work on the pump. All I could think about was the sight of Ally’s lips engulfing her bottoms. I focused on the pump and got it fixed. Ally walked over to take a look at what had been wrong. As she got close, I could smell the brown sugar and coconut scent of her tanning lotion. The smell made me want her; it was like something had come over me.

As she was talking, I couldn’t help but to check out her amazing body. Ally had just the right amount of meat on her bones. As I was talking to her, she kept looking down at my waist as I was kneeling on one knee next to the pump. After catching her several times looking at me I looked down quick and saw that the tip of my cock was hanging out of the bottom of my shorts.

I quick stood up and put a tool in front of my package as I felt it was starting to swell again. I told Ally I needed to go back in the house to turn the power back on. Ally began walking away towards the house and I had never paid such attention to her backside before, her thick ass jiggled as she walked and also slightly was altıparmak escort bayan eating up her bikini bottoms again.

I almost had to make an excuse to go somewhere else because my cock was now starting to get hard with the sight of her ass and the smell of her lotion. I followed Ally into the house so she could show me where the fuse panel was. We went downstairs into a room where all the utilities were. The small room made the scent of Ally more intense.

Ally asked me to show her how to turn the power on and off and came closer. She was standing right next to me. I pointed out how to use turn on the circuit breaker as she gazed at me with an interested look. Her body close to mine felt so comfortable like we had been together forever. Our eyes locked on each other, and I felt her getting closer.

I quickly turned on the power and turned the opposite direction. I thought to myself, was she going to kiss me, or am I overthinking things. Ally thanked me and started walking back towards the stairs. As I followed Ally up the stairs, I couldn’t help but to stare at her ass again as it jiggled stair after stair while her bottoms worked their way into her lips again.

Ally reached behind nilüfer eskort and to pull them out of her gash again as I caught a glimpse of her bald aching pussy. I asked her jokingly if she needed some help with them. To my surprise she bent over the stairs and pulled them to the side. Ally told me she saw me looking earlier and was wondering what my nice cock would feel like inside of her.

Her lips were beautiful, bald and wet with desire. I leaned forward and put my tongue on her clit and began flicking it. She tasted like brown sugar and her pussy started to quiver as I put my fingers inside to hit the spot. Ally was beginning to moan with satisfaction as I stroked her g-spot. Her pussy began to drip as it gripped my fingers.

“Put it in now!” Ally said. I slapped my hard cock against her clit to tease her a little more. “I can’t handle it, get it in there now” Ally said. I plunged my cock into her while she grabbed the stairs. I could feel my balls slapping against her bald pussy. After a few pumps I could feel her pussy gripping my cock and pulsating.

I knew she was cumming so I pumped harder and grabbed her breasts. I felt her get extremely wet and she tried to push me out of her. I kept going and she squirted a little bit as I pulled out to cum. I felt so naughty as whipped my cock back into my shorts. Ally pulled her bottoms back over her pussy and turned around.

Ally winked at me as she continued up the stairs. I thought was I dreaming, would this be a regular thing, or was it a test. Time will tell.

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Chapter 18

Readers, this a fictional road story set in the 1980’s, before cell phones and the internet as we know it today. There is pot smoking and use of “Magic Mushrooms” in this story. All sexualized characters are fictional and over 18. This is part eighteen of a many part series. The end of this chapter parallels events in end of Road Tripping 16.5, Time Tripping 5 I hope all have enjoyed it so far. Any constructive feedback is appreciated, Thank You S. L.

The crowded campground was buzzing early, and Lou and Molly were quick to get to the showers knowing hot water would not last on a day like this. By seven-thirty they had water for coffee and tea heating and Gina was passing out doughnuts she had bought yesterday on sale for all. All were awake early and soon Joe was back with a small sample of the good weed he had been talking about.

“Lou does this stuff look familiar to you?”

Lou took a good look at it and called Molly over. “This looks like the purple weed you got in Philly the day we met Sara, and you got some from that couple next to you.”

Molly took look at it and a quick sniff of the bud. “I am almost certain this is the same and I would love to see it next to the little bit we have left but that stuff if buried deeply in Andromeda.”

Joe knew they had their sample collection and agreed it would be good to see the two next to the other but understood about having things buried and not wanting to dig things like that out with everyone in the campground watching.

Joe talked with their other friends in the group and soon he had an order for four ounces of weed for all looking for some. Lou put up money for an ounce for Molly and him and for another half for Hailey and Irv. They arrived later, just before ten in the morning after having driven since before midnight to get here. Lou told of the weed and helped set up their tent and after Hailey and Irv went to lie down for an hour before getting ready to go to the show.

The caravan of cars out of the lot was huge and just stretched out over a mile on the way to the concert. Lou and Molly were back a way in the line but were able to keep up with Joe and the rest and were soon all lined up on “Shakedown Street” and had the grills going within ten minutes of shutting the car off.

It was a warm and sunny day, giving Molly a chance to wear her favorite skirt and one of her blue/green tie-dyes with it, and little else under it on the warm day. Lou was in his usual shorts and a one of their building collections of tie-dye shirts. Some of the nicest were for the show only and the worn ones were for cooking during the day.

They were busy from the start, and it was a very crowded and active first half of the day. The four cases of beer did not last two hours and by four pm the last of the meatballs were going in the pot with four people waiting for more. Star and her family had a good and busy day. All had not had much income for the last week and many needed to start off with a good day.

Lou and Molly knew they were ok out here and could have just sat back on tour, but they were trying to make this the start of something more for themselves in the long run. They had already found ways to make money beside the food sales and more of that could help secure a future for themselves and a family when they decided to start one. Plus, they met so many wonderful people they would not change a thing.

Donna and Maggie’s van had been the smoking center for most of the day and Lou and Hailey were in there with Maggie and Janet when Joe came to the door and squeezed in with the four ounces of the purple weed. One good bud was broken up for Lou’s pipe, and they smoked with Maggie and Janet, who had never seen pot like this, and was excited for the quarter her and Tommy had put all their spare money in for.

Five minutes later Lou, Hailey, Janet, and Maggie all stumbled out of the van and Donna, Molly, Irv, and Gina, went in to continue the weed division and bake Joe into almost unconsciousness. After Maggie went back for seconds with Ed, Val, and Tommy, Joe went to go lay down for twenty minutes and enjoy the high, while Star laughed at his “beady, red, eyes”, and handed him a root beer and the last of Lou and Molly’s meatball sandwiches.

Star could not smoke for several months but she took a couple of good buds and hid them deeply in her personal stuff for when she could smoke again. This pot was different from any she had seen except for a small bag she had received eight years ago as payment for some items.

Everyone was excited to see the band after over a week off and all were trooping in as a large group before they split up to their scattered seats. Lou and Molly were close enough to make their way over to Hailey and Irv and get a chance to talk with them, with a little more privacy in the crowd. Katy had called Hailey the night after they left. The night before Katy said she fell asleep before eight, after all the fun they had together.

“She sends her Love and said she would meet us at our house görükle escort bayan on Thursday night, the seventh, and spend what we hope is a really fun night and then she will go with you guys to the show on the eighth and set up. Irv and I will be there on the morning of the show, since he will have to do some work on the Friday before we can leave.”

Molly had told Hailey they were keeping Katy’s coming with them a surprise to all those she had met before and was going to try and find a ticket for the second show and then Katy would go back with them so Lou and Molly could head for their meeting in Arizona with Marta and Felix.

They danced the first set away with their dear friends and shared many joints and bowls with the people around them. All ran for the bathrooms, refills on water and to say hi to all their friends they could find, before the second set was ready.

Everyone agreed that this weed was among the best anyone had seen in a long time. The closest was some of the pot found in Chicago. It was a fun night for all and soon they were back dancing for the second set and enjoying the music and fellowship they had missed for the days between shows.

After the show all were back in the lot, grilling a few left-over hot dogs and just relaxing under the stars and comfortable night. It had been heard that it would be ok tomorrow during the day, but it would rain at night, and many were already making plans to head out right after the show. Lou had the reservations for the next night already paid for and they figured they would be good it their tent and Star’s family was staying there too so it would be a good night all could go out for breakfast the next day. Lou and Molly had not made any real plans for days between the shows, other than going to see the Redwoods in the nearby National Park.

Once back at the campground everyone hung out talking and smoking for a while before exhaustion took over and all headed for their tents or van. Lou and Molly decided to wait on trying for a shower with it being crowded since they came back. We will bring out towels to the three am pit stop Molly and have a quieter shower, unless half the campground has the same idea, Lou laughed as they kissed after brushing their teeth in the tent and snuggling in for the next four hours.

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Star and Joe had gotten the kids in their beds when they got back and enjoyed hanging out with everyone. Star did not smoke any of the purple weed but had gotten enough secondhand smoke she could feel some of the effects on herself since her tolerance was so low from not smoking for months.

Inside her voices told her that there was an important journey and message waiting for her tonight. She took a small purple bud and popped it in her mouth when Joe was out of the tent. It was the smoke that was the danger to her unborn twins, not the pot itself and she felt reassured that the Gods had something to communicate to her, but they would not do it in a way that would endanger her children or herself.

In her dreams that night Star saw herself in the time of the distant past, leading a ceremony joining the one called Myrine to the one who resembled a thinner Lou, with a full beard and was called Leandros in this time. She was shown images by the Gods and told of what she needed to do to help begin a process where these two worlds could work as one through them and others to preserve what had been learned here to help bring about a more peaceful and understanding world in the future.

It was complex and Star really needed week to think on what she had learned overnight, but the Gods made it clear that the next night was important, and that Lou and Molly were to be assisted with the purple mushrooms in their journey.

With the morning Star went to dig deep in her belongings for the special container she kept the mushrooms of insight in.

Joe had felt her awake in the middle of the night twice and watched her scribble furiously in her notebook before going back to sleep, without telling him what had happened other than a series of profound dreams. He knew he would know soon enough. Her one strange question was. “Do you think you can drive Andromeda Joe?”

“Yes Star, I have driven station wagons like that before. Did they ask us to drive them somewhere in your dream?”

“No Joe but I will have a task for them, and you will need to drive them back here tonight after the show for all to work right and their safety. I will explain all when we see them and have a private moment for the four of us to talk as one.”

——-

Lou and Molly went to bed and woke up in the middle of the night to a still awake campground. They took their towels and at least they did not have to wait to shower but it was still too busy after three in the morning for any discreet fun in the campground with late but for the most part quiet partiers.

They had hung out with Hailey and Irv for a time and made a few discreet jokes between themselves about their fun together last week and all altıparmak eskort promised to be there on the seventh for another fun time with Katy joining in.

“I have an extra strap-on rig for her, so you guys are going to all have some fun that night.” Hailey laughingly told them.

It was too crowded for them to have a fun time in the tent together, but it was good to get together and hang out for a while. Irv had been busy with his consulting job, but Hailey had some free time and had taken the shovel and wok into the woods and done a little more discreet exploring and she told them he had found some more likely gold in both of the small streams. Lou would know what they had actually found within the month when he got back to Delaware.

It was another early morning at the camp with people getting moving around seven and many packing up to head out after the show. Lou and Molly had slept well and were up soon after the sun rose. One of the few quiet tents was Hailey and Irv’s who had said they would try and sleep in until nine since they were going home too after the show.

Not long after getting the water on, Star came back from a trip to the bathroom with Europa and Celesta and got an early tea and said she would be over to talk shortly. Once the kids were all fed and Joe and her had gotten their day set both came over and asked to talk to them in their tent for a few minutes.

Star sat in the folding chair while Lou, Joe and Molly all sat on the bed to listen to what she had to tell them. “As Joe already knows, I had a pair of profound dreams last night and we need to talk about them today Myrine, Leandros, and Jonas, my beloved.”

All three on the bed had their mouths open wide and wore looks of astonishment at what she had just said to them.

Molly looked into Star’s green eyes deeply and asked her in a quiet voice. “What do we need to know….Zephyra?”

Star smiled at Molly. “I had dreams last night involving all four of us last night deep in the past, where the women known as Myrine. She gestured at Molly, and myself in the time where my soul was known as Zephyra. What was different was that Lou and Joe were there with the names of Leandros and Jonas. I cannot explain much more of what happened in my dream, but I can say we are all deeply connected, and I was informed that there is a task that You, Lou and Molly need to perform tonight.”

Lou looked at Molly, then Star with a look of astonishment and some confusion. “I cannot speak for Molly, but I will do whatever needs to be done if it is something right. What is required of us and is it safe?”

“I will do whatever you ask Star, Molly said, still deeply lost in her eyes, but I am curious to know what is required and who asked this?”

“What is required is the easy part to explain my loves.” Star reached into her skirt pocket and produced a familiar pouch to them, which they had last seen in Hartford the day after Lou and Molly met and Star gave them three of the purple mushrooms each and a Tai Stick joint to share and explore each other with during the show and more deeply after it a great storm. It had been the most profound night of either of their lives, so far.

There were eight of the purple mushroom caps in the box this time along with a long and fat joint rolled with the purple weed with some of the hash Lou had given them the day before without telling them where they had gotten it. “I have smoked this purple pot long ago and it is close to the Tai Stick I had before, but that was the last one of several Joe found and that I’ve seen. It was months old when you two smoked it.”

“We still have the roach.” Lou joked.

Star laughed and spoke. “We will have to smoke that after the twins are born. I have heard about your roach collection and one day that will be a party. Maybe with the Winter Solstice or New Year.” I have some of the purple pot hidden away for after I have given birth so I can smoke some directly.”

Now bringing the focus back to the matter at hand Star cleared her throat and straightened up in the chair. “Molly and Lou, I have been asked by those who teach me from outside this world and time to ask something important of you two!”

Molly’s right eyebrow shot up and her gaze into Star’s eyes tightened, but she knew when to listen. Lou tiled his head to one side and wore a somewhat more quizzical expression on his face but a kept a serious look across his lips while trying to understand fully what she was saying and going to ask of them.

“Lou, you know the least of all of us directly about what is going on, but you do understand that you and Molly are profoundly connected over thousands of years and your souls have been joined several and likely many times over many thousands of years. Molly and I are also connected deeply both as friends and lovers over time as are Joe and me.”

“I Understand Star, and I have seen some of this in some dreams I have had, before I met all of you and one very strange dream joined with Sara who nilüfer escort saw both you Star and Molly in a place likely thousands of years ago. I saw her being auctioned off as a slave and went to stop it or I don’t know what since the dream was ended by the phone in the hotel ringing.”

“Molly told me of this and if she had slept five minutes more that morning, she likely would have been there too, seeing the world of that place and time. You said the phone was noticed by all there. That must have been frightening to everyone there if it was that loud. I hope one day one of us dreams of Sara again in that time and know she is safe somewhere. The place we live in that time does not have slaves and if you acquired her, she would be set free, and you would have bought her freedom Lou.”

“I have studied a lot of history and between classes, books, and documentaries I have a fair Idea of the worlds of that time. It was not Egypt but again Sara said you were walking next to an Egyptian being carried on a chair and all three of us looked to be important people since she said all of us were clean and well dressed. I am curious to learn more of this time and one of these days I am going to spend some time in a good Library and see what I can find in bookstores on that area in that time.”

“That is a good idea Lou, and I would deeply encourage you and Molly to do things like that when you have some time, and Lou, like I said before, you are a finder of things. I think there is a chance you both may learn more of this time or some others. I have been informed that it would be best you eat two caps at the very start of the show tonight and then when you arrive here at the end of the show you are to eat the other two caps and smoke this joint and enjoy the night, make love, and sleep well.”

“Just that Star? Just go to sleep??” Molly asked in her best Ta’Pau voice and expression.

“Yes, I suspect that the mushrooms and being closely joined will allow you to journey together. I hope this does not scare either of you.”

“As all of you know I have been to this time and place several times over the years and Star and I have been together in this time, so if that is the journey tonight, I am ready for it.” How about you Lou are you ready to time trip with me?” Molly asked with a half serious grin on her face at Lou while she squeezed his hand a little.

“I am not frightened and now that we have all talked like this, I will be more conscious of my actions while also not trying to disturb things too much. I have a question Star.”

“What is it Lou.?”

“If either of us see Zephyra or Jonas there, should we let them know discretely that we are out of our time and visiting theirs for lack of a better way of putting it?

“That is a really good question, Lou. I was wondering that too?” Molly added while Star thought for a moment and silently asked for some guidance to this very profound question.

Star held her crystal for a moment before speaking. “If you speak to people there you will talk in their language, but you will not get the accent right. I have spoken with Myrine in that time, and she could tell something was not right and when Zephyra visited my home in Vermont my mother said she spoke with an unusual almost Greek accent. Maggie said the same thing of how we greeted each other Molly, in Worcester, after all the chaos there.”

Pausing again to gather her thoughts Star continued. “If you see either Jonas or Zephyra, get them alone to talk or have Jonas take you to Zephyra. If you see a woman who looks like my mother, Gina with long hair also have her get you to Zephyra quietly. She may have been informed of some of this already and either way she will help you find her I suspect.”

“There is one last thing I have to ask of you guys. Neither of you will be in any shape to drive Andromeda safely after the show and I would like to ask you to have Joe drive you back here safely after the show. I would love to myself, but I think at least two of the kids would insist on joining us then and that might be a little much for you at that point.

Thank you and we know Joe has driven just about anything on wheels so Andromeda will be no problem, and I would not want to drive a car on mushrooms. I do want to do bumper cars on them, however.

Joe looked over at him, grinned widely, and said “Hell Yes and I know a good place near Denver we can trip and go to in a few months and I will bribe my honey to drive us and put up with us silly creatures that day.

Star laughed and spoke. “I agree on one condition. You take me back there in a year and we can all trip and do that. That sounds like too much fun, and I want to.”

“Ok back to the serious stuff. Do you guys all understand what may happen here tonight. I cannot guarantee anything or what will happen. I can only guess and give you the information I can and have been told I can.”

“Some things I do not have answers for either. Joe if you have any dreams like this, please let me know too since you are as deeply connected to all of this, and I will give you a couple of your purple friends for later tonight too after we are all back safe if you like so we may join too deeply.” Star was so deeply joined with Joe that they would be as one, mindful of the twins, but almost as deeply joined as Lou and Molly would be.

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Is this really happening? he thought, feeling his heart pounding against his chest. The rush of blood in his ears and tightness in his pants made the moment seem unreal. There was something daring about dangling yourself so close to danger. Of course, getting caught would lead to disaster. Being fired or needing to quit, possibly never being able to teach again, and maybe not ever being able to do anything related to his original field of study. But… the risk also came with a taste of exhilaration. Feeling like anything could happen, even something bad, was… exciting. The view from the edge of a cliff and the resulting desire to step off was simply too hard to resist anymore.

“Are you sure about this?” he said. He knew the answer already. She wouldn’t have come all this way, sat in his office and had the conversation they’d just had all to back down at the last moment. He watched her disregard the question almost immediately and scoot her chair closer to him. He had locked the door a moment before and was leaning against his desk with his arms crossed. He wasn’t making a concerted effort to hide the beginnings of his erection and she had certainly taken notice by now. Without warning, she locked eyes with him from where she was seated below and began unzipping his pants. The rushing of blood in his ears was back and before he knew it, he could feel the warmth of her hands on his cock.

She broke their gaze to look down at it, tracing careful circles around the tip with her thumb while both hands held him at attention. He let his eyes close and breathed in quietly, feeling his abs tighten when she began to stroke him. Long strokes, up and down his throbbing shaft that made him feel impossibly big. She was clearly experienced. He opened his eyes to see her wetting her lips slightly with her tongue. The sight was almost enough to make him cum, seeing this hot college student ready to suck his cock for a better grade. He shifted to a more comfortable position, standing up fully instead of leaning against the desk. He guided his hand along her neck for a moment and ran his fingers through her hair, getting a gentle grip on the back of her head.

Her face had blushed a deep bink when he guided her head forward and pushed into her mouth. He looked up to the ceiling and grit his teeth, tightening his abs again at the wet, warm feel of her mouth and tongue. She likely knew he was getting close and began working him with her hands görükle escort and mouth, expertly. Each time he heard the ‘pops’ and ‘sllmmms’ of her blowjob, he thought she was hamming it up for him. And boy did he not mind the show. “That’s right, suck your professor’s cock. Swallow this fat dick.” he groaned under his breath. She picked up her pace until he was stiff as a brick and spurting cum along her tongue. He felt a shiver down his spine when, after shaking to catch his breath, he realized she had swallowed. Her hair had gotten messy and she locked eyes with him again as she took him in her mouth one more time to lick him up. What a slut, he thought to himself, impressed at how much she wanted to show off for him.

He thought back to what had brought them here, to this moment.

“I missed last lecture thanks to being sick and I know my last exam didn’t go well either. I think I’m really slipping behind,” she said. They had again been alone in his office, the door slightly open this time. He shared the hallway with a few other professors who routinely passed by, along with other employees and students. But that afternoon he had agreed to meet further into the afternoon, when the building was mostly deserted. The meeting had been progressing the way these meetings always did with failing students, and he rubbed his eyes boredly before addressing her.

“Well, things like this happen. If you come to office hours to study and ask questions, your next test grades should improve.”

“Right… I was thinking that too. Plus there’s the review session coming up that I’ll be sure to come to.”

“Exactly. Up the studying, really try to come to review sessions, and if you have to miss lecture try to get someone’s notes next time.” He was absently scratching his ear and felt the conversation was coming to a close. Dealing with students wasn’t his favorite part of the job and, with the hour growing late, he felt a stronger urge to get home.

“Of course if there’s extra credit, I’d be willing to do that too.”

He had begun to stand up and rustle around for his things. “Yeah, if you write an extra paper at the end of the semester, I’ll drop your lowest grade.”

“Or something else?”

He was patting his pockets, trying to find his keys. “Uh.. I’m sorry. I do need to get going. That’s the only form of extra credit. The paper.” More patting and rustling through drawers.

“Something else,” she repeated. eskort bayan Her tone was serious.

Dr. Everett let out a breathy laugh, having paused with keys in hand. Oh great, she’s one of these kinds of students, he thought. He widened his eyes in mock terror, thinking she would begin hassling him about unfair grades and demanding extra credit. He had to stop himself from rolling his eyes.

“There’s nothing else, I’m afraid. You can refer to the syllabus, I only offer the paper,” he said firmly.

She blinked. He saw a small grin forming at the corner of her lips and watched her hand travel to the top of her zip-up sweater. She grabbed the zipper and slowly pulled it down to reveal a gorgeous amount of cleavage. There was no shirt underneath, he realized, and for a moment he thought maybe she was just adjusting her sweater innocently. Though provocative, she hadn’t revealed much more than one might see on a normal day. He tried to look away before she noticed him staring but the awkward pause in their conversation gave him away. She locked eyes with him and lifted her chin, daring him to keep looking. She unzipped… and unzipped, until the sweater perfectly revealed the center of her bosom and bra. Seeing the fancy black lace of her bra signaled to him that she had premeditated the whole affair… for him. He gulped. Oh… he thought, extra credit.

He sat back down in his chair and glimpsed the crack in the door. The hallway outside had been perfectly quiet to this point. He hoped this luck would last and none of the janitors would come by. Perhaps on any other day, he would have sent a student out for pulling something like this. The only correct response was to immediately expel her from his office and his class, but he had hesitated. It wasn’t too late to back out, but he might as well see what she wanted.

“So, what can I do for you?” he asked.

“I want my last test grade changed to an A, please.” she said, simply.

“And what can you do for me?”

“I… can do things with my hands or my mouth,” she said. She had peered down and lost some of her confidence, having to say the words so directly.

He sat and observed her for a moment. There was no way around how wrong it would be to exchange sex for credit. He didn’t think they were terribly far apart in age with him being a pretty new professor, but the uneven power dynamic made him uneasy. Just another guy taking altıparmak escort advantage…

“I wouldn’t worry about the optics of it all,” she said, suddenly. “I’m using you too.”

“You’re not violating me to do it, though.”

She shrugged.

They both sat uneasily for a while. He couldn’t reconcile how wrong it was, but felt in his bones that he already knew he wouldn’t say no. There was no inertia, no resisting the forbidden fruit when it so easily offered itself up to him. He let his eyes fall back to her cleavage.

“Come to my office a few times after 6, and I’ll see about changing that grade.”

She looked unhappy. “If we do this, I want a more concrete deal than that.”

He raised his eyebrows. He didn’t want to admit how much he wanted this by further hammering out the details. Just not right then.

She zipped her jacket up a bit. “I know you want me, but you still have all the power here. Who’s to say I have all these visits with you and you don’t follow through?”

“Well, that’s right… You can’t trust me. I think we’re both taking a leap here.”

She frowned. There was some amount of mutually assured destruction to be had for both of them. She couldn’t deny that. “Okay. Visits first.”

He couldn’t hold back a small, pleased grinned.

“But,” she added. “Blowjobs will be worth boosted test grades. Handjobs should be worth some missed attendance.”

Selling yourself a bit short there, he thought, but didn’t protest. Nodding and crossing his arms he offered some more terms to their contract. “For some photos of you… perhaps letters of recommendation? I can make some connections for you.”

He saw her face turning a deep pink at the mention of nudes. The rest of her expression didn’t betray whatever embarrassment she felt. “Deal.”

“And what about sex?”

She shifted uncomfortably in her chair. “I suppose that could also be on the table.”

Sensing her discomfort, he thought he should back off, but he figured she had earned some discomfort for being this bold. Like a shark sniffing blood in the water, he pressed on. “Perhaps worth a full letter grade.”

She blinked, her thoughts indecipherable in that moment.

“Think about it. We won’t do anything you aren’t comfortable with.”

And with that she nodded and left.

Hours later, when he was well at home, he got an email from her.

“Here’s my phone number. Talk there.”

He sent her a quick text and she immediately replied with a photo.

This ones on the house, it said. Below was a photo of her in her lacy black bra, no sweater in sight. That night, he studied the photo carefully, letting his imagination run wild with everything he would do with her.

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This is part three of the Paige story and takes place the following morning. I recommend reading earlier parts of the Paige series to fully understand this story. I plan to continue the Paige story for multiple parts.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, events and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are over 18 years of age.

Part 3 *** The next morning around 11AM ***

When Paige wakes up she is face down and naked on a king size bed in a room that she doesn’t know. She opens her right eye, and catches the bright tropical light coming in around the edges of the floor to ceiling curtains. She turns away from the light and opens both eyes. As she does so she realized that her left eye has a crust on it, she isn’t immediately sure why, but it is from the facial she received last night. She smells something delicious, bacon, is that bacon that she smells.

She is alone in the room, it is cool and comfortable, the bedroom door is closed. She remembers coming back here with a guy from the club last night, Bill, she thinks. The sheets on the bed are a shambles. She sits up on the bed and looks around. She doesn’t see her clothes anywhere, but there is a light, white, cotton robe hanging over the back of a chair next to the bed. The door to the master bathroom is open, so she gets up and walks naked to the bathroom. She definitely has a hangover, maybe a really bad hangover.

On the counter there are all the things she needs to freshen up. A new toothbrush, toothpaste, mouthwash, a container of body wash, towel, and a wash cloth. A note that says, “Here are some things to clean up. Make yourself at home.” A small heart and the word “Bill.” Ok, good she remembers, she came back here with Bill. She sees that her purse and clothes are on a shelf in the bathroom… she figured her clothes were around here somewhere. The clothes are folded in a small pile, her small mini-skirt, light blue grey top, with her white panties on top of the pile. She glances into her purse and sees that there is a thick wad of cash in her purse, she smiles remembering her good night at the club.

She moves to the toilet and sits down to pee. Her pussy is sore in a good way, like she got well fucked last night. She thinks back and remembers the pounding that she took in her pussy. And her sphincter is also sore, she remembers getting fucked hard in the ass last night. She smiles, she loves a good ass fucking. She remembers the orgasm that she had while getting fucked in the ass, “that was a good orgasm” she remembers.

She finishes peeing and wipes. She gets up and goes to the sink. At that point she notices that her throat is also sore… reminding her that she also got face fucked. She thinks back to the club and remembers deep throating Bill in the VIP room, and she also remembers the face fucking that she took from Bill “gluck, gluck, gluck” before she told him to cum on her face. She runs her hand up her throat, and looking in the mirror she sees that her left eye is a little red and remembers taking a shot of cum to the face at the end of the night. She grins again. She washes her face, brushes her teeth, and decides that she wants to investigate that delicious bacon smell.

Paige picks up her white panties and slides them on, then she heads back to the bedroom, grabs the robe off the chair, and puts it on. She opens the door and walks out into the living room. Bright tropical light fills the room and she can see the ocean out the floor to ceiling windows on the left. She looks to the right and there is Bill in the kitchen, smiling at her.

“Good morning beautiful, you look sexy in my robe.” Bill walks toward her wearing only boxer briefs and a white tee shirt. Bill leans toward her and plants a kiss on her mouth. Paige thinks, well, he looks good, smells good, and he tastes good and she kisses Bill back.

“I made us breakfast, I hope that you like eggs, bacon, toast, and some fresh papaya.” Bill states, and moves around the kitchen pointing to the pans and putting things onto two plates. “You must be starving, I know that I am.”

“Yes, I am definitely ready to eat, but first I’ll take a cup of that coffee.” Paige says.

“Of course, how do you take it?” Bill asks.

“Cream and sugar, I like it light and sweet.” She smiles.

Bill turns to the coffee maker and pours a cup for Paige, which he pushes across the bar top to her. He slides over a bowl with packets of sugar, and then turns to the refrigerator and gets out a container of half and half. Bill then turns back, gets the plates and serves them on the bar top that separates the kitchen from the living room and sets the two plates on the bar. “Now that you have your coffee, would you like to join me for some breakfast?” Bill asks.

The food is delicious and much needed to start to work away the hangover. Bill and Paige chat over breakfast. Bill asks questions about where Paige escort bayan bursa grew up in Tennessee, how she decided to become a stripper at first in Tennessee and then later traveling out to Guam. She tells Bill about how she loves the tropical island, the beaches, and the ocean. She also loves the fact that being away from home she is able to really explore her sexual side and her love of sex. In the clubs in Guam she has the option of leaving the club with a someone (when a guy buys her out) or if she wants she can offer extras in the VIP room, if the guy is hot and she wants or needs to make some extra cash.

She asks Bill about what he is doing in Guam, and he tells her that he is expanding his international shipping business to the Pacific and Guam is one of the important places that he is working on expanding to as they build contracts in the Pacific. Bill explains that he is married with two kids back on the East Coast, which is fine with Paige, Bill isn’t the first married guy that she has ever fucked. He explains that him and his wife have an open relationship and when they both travel they are free to sleep with other people. Before they had kids they would travel together to different swinger resorts and swap with other like minded couples or have threesomes or moresomes. Their ability to really play with others diminished when they had young kids, but now that their kids are getting older, 11 and 9 years old, they are getting back into the “life-style.”

Paige looks around the room and asks, “So, is this your place in Guam.” Bill explains that since he was going to be conducting business out here for a while he decided to rent an apartment instead of staying in hotels, so his business rented this sweet condo right on the beach.

“I just moved in here earlier this month and got this minimal furniture that you see here. You are actually my first overnight guest.” Bill says and winks at her. They finish breakfast and Bill gets up and moves their plates to the sink in the kitchen.

Paige also stands up and walks over to the large glass window, gazing out at the ocean. While she is taking in the view of the Pacific, Bill is taking in the view of her in the thin robe back lit by the light coming in the window. Paige is stunning, her long brown hair running down her back, her long legs, her firm round ass visible through the thin robe material, and the outline of her small white panties. She turns to Bill and her mouth moves into a wry smile, she knows that he was checking her out. Bill smiles and says, “Wow Paige, you are absolutely stunning.”

As Paige turns back toward Bill she lets the front of her robe fall open, the thin material parts down the front but still covers her breasts. Her nipples are erect, and hold the material. Bill looks down her body, she is still smiling, his eyes move from her breasts to down her flat stomach and then to her pussy. Bill can see the outline of her pussy lips under her panties. Paige snaps Bill out of his trance when she says, “Hey stud, I’m really hung over, and I would love to smoke some more of that weed that we had last night.”

“Of course” Bill responds, “I have a joint pre-rolled that we can smoke right now.” Bill opens his small weed box on the table and takes out a joint and a lighter. He and Paige sit on the couch next to each other and Bill lights the joint and they smoke it together. Both love some weed and pass the joint back and forth.

Paige states, “This always helps with a hangover, smoking some weed… and then masturbating.”

“Yes” Bill agrees, “nothing better for a hangover than marijuana and rubbing one out. That always help me clear my head after a night of drinking.” They both laugh. Bill gestures toward the couch, “Paige, you are welcome to masturbate now if you want.”

Paige laughs, “Thank you, you are a gracious host, just happy to allow me to masturbate on your couch.” She states with a sarcastic and slightly stoned grin.

“I would also be happy to fuck you until you cum. I provide all of the services.” Bill replies.

“I don’t think so, my lady parts are pretty sore from last night.” Paige replies. Bill looks a little disappointed. “I did have a great time last night, you made me cum super hard. I loved the hard ass fucking.” Nodding and grinning, Paige smiles and changes the subject, “Can I see those pictures that you took last night.”

“Of course, let me grab my phone.” Bill replies as he looks around the house for his phone. He grabs his phone and sits back down on the couch. Paige leans into Bill to look at the phone.

Bill opens his phone and goes to photos, and the last photo on the phone is a picture of Paige kneeling in the bedroom, she has a big glob of cum in her hairline, and another on her left eyelash, her left eye is already turning a little red in the photo. Her face has a residual coating of cum on her cheeks and nose, and she has her mouth open and it is empty. She looks like she just got face fucked in the picture. “Oh, that is so fucking bursa sinirsiz eskort hot,” Paige squeals… “go back to the beginning of the night.” She perks up in her stoned daze, enjoying the pics.

Bill scrolls back on the phone until he gets to the first shot that isn’t from the previous night. There are a lot of NSFW photos on the phone, Bill chuckles and then hands the phone to Paige. “Here you go.” The first photo is Paige on her knees in the back room of the strip club, her mouth wide and she is looking up at the camera with her puppy dog eyes and a mouthful of Bill’s cum pooled on her tongue. “This is our first pic together.” Bill states.

“That is super hot.” She says. Paige takes the phone and Bill leans into her on the couch, she is clearly excited to check out the pics from the previous night. Bill is getting hard thinking about looking at these pictures with Paige, and his cock is starting to swell in his boxers.

Paige starts to scroll through the photos. The first two shots are Paige with a mouthful of cum and then her mouth empty after she swallowed. The next shot is Paige naked holding up her swallow shirt with a little bit of cum on her chin. She gets excited an says, “Oh, that is a great pic, you have to send that to me.”

“No problem, you can have all of these pictures.” Bill replies as he rubs his cock through his boxer shorts.

Paige leans over a pecks him on the cheek, and then reaches down with one hand and gives his cock a squeeze, “I would really like that Bill.” She says with a wink.

Paige goes back to scrolling and the next pictures are a series of photos taken in the back of the SUV from last night. The first shot is Paige lifting up Storms skirt in the back of the SUV with her face next to her ass. She then pulls Storms panties to the side and dips two fingers into her snatch. Then a shot of her sucking the wetness from Storm’s pussy off her fingers. And then another shot of her fingers buried back inside storm, and Paige smiling at the camera.

The next one is a video. Paige hits play and it is a shot of Storm’s panties pulled to the side and Paige leaning forward and licking Storms pussy. She then looks to the camera with a little bit of white residue on her tongue and swallows that as well. Paige looks a little confused, and then goes back and hits play again on the video to watch it a second time.

“I’m pretty sure that James came in Storm’s pussy and you were licking a cream pie.” Bill states. Paige gets that wry smile again, she reaches over and gives Bills hardening cock another squeeze. And then swipes to the next photo.

The next photo is super hot, Paige gasps, and Bills cock twitches in his boxers. Paige is on her knees in Bills bedroom and has a full on facial, cum all over her face, in her hair, on her mouth, all over her cheeks, in her left eye, and on her tongue. “Oh my god, this is so hot.” Paige exclaims. “This is the shot.”

“It is certainly the money shot” Bill states. And gives his hardon another pull through his boxers, he is getting really hard now.

She continues to scroll through the series of photos showing her swallowing the cum on her tongue, and then her scooping the cum off her face and into her mouth. Paige moves her hand to her panties and runs her fingers over her crotch as she looks at the pictures.

“Oh my god, you have to send me all of those photos.” She looks at Bill, “What a fun night!”

“Can you airdrop all of those pictures to me? Where is my phone.” Paige bounds up off the couch showing a lot of enthusiasm for the first time in the morning. She goes into the bedroom leaving Bill and his semi-hard cock on the couch. A minute later she comes back with her phone.

“Ok, send those to me.” Paige and Bill get the phones connected and then Bill airdrops all of the pictures to Paige. After about a minute she gets them and is scrolling through them on her phone. She goes to the pic of the facial, “This is the one, this is the money shot.” She smiles at Bill and turns her phone to him. She is standing in front of Bill who is sitting on the couch, a phone in her hand with her face covered in cum in the picture. And as she is holding the phone out to Bill, her robe is open, her breasts are firm and perky, and under her little white panties her pussy is now getting damp.

Paige is standing in front of Bill who is now rock hard and sitting on the couch in front of Paige. Paige closes her phone and looks at Bill, “It looks like you are getting hard. It’s OK to stroke your cock, I want to watch you masturbate.” Paige puts her phone down and stands in front of him, legs slightly spread, robe open revealing her breasts. “Do it, jerk off for me.”

Bill pulls his cock out of his boxers and starts to stroke it. His cock quickly reaches 9 inches and is rock hard. Paige runs her hand down the front of her body and presses a finger against her clit, pressing her panties into the cleft of her pussy, and slowly starting to rotate escort bayan her hips in small circles.

Bill increases the pace, sliding his hand up and down his shaft. “Does it make your pussy wet to watch me stroke my big cock?” Bill asks.

“Oh yeah, I love watching you stroke your big cock.” Paige states, as she continues to sway her hips and is pressing harder against her clit through her panties. “Keep stroking your cock for me, I want to watch you put on a show this time.”

Bill continues to stroke his cock, and Paige puts her hands on his knees as she starts to lower her body to the ground, kneeling on the floor in front of Bill. She slides her hand into her panties, kneeling in front of Bill with her legs spread and her fingers working up and down her clit. Bill leans forward, looking between Paige’s legs as he watches her put on a show of her own. Bill moans as a drop of pre cum starts to form at the tip of his cock. He wraps one hand around his balls and slides the other to the base of his cock, so that all 9 inches are pointing at Paige. She is now working one finger into her pussy and using the other to rub small circles on her clit.

Paige sees the pre-cum on the tip of Bills cock and Bill glances from his cock, up to her eyes, and then gives a nod to motion back to his cock. He say, “suck it.” Paige shakes her head no. The pre-cum starts to run from the tip, so Bill slides one finger through it, getting a drop on his finger, and then extends his finger pushing it into Paige’s mouth. She sucks off the pre-cum off his finger and smiles.

Bill goes back to stroking his cock, faster now. Paige says, “Jerk your load into my mouth” and then opens her mouth wide.

Bill smiles and stands up in front of Paige who continues to rub her clit and finger her pussy. He grabs his cock and balls around the base with one hand and starts to stroke his cock more rapidly just inches in front of Paige’s face. Paige looks up at him once again with those puppy dog eyes. “Sir, I want you to cover my tongue with your cum.” Paige states.

Bill is stroking faster now, getting close, “Open your mouth” he states flatly.

Paige hooks two fingers into her pussy and presses hard on her clit, she is starting to feel her orgasm growing. She tilts her head back slightly and opens her mouth wide. Bills first shot comes out hard with a grunt and hits the roof of her mouth and then drips into the back of her throat. She chokes a little and then groans, pressing harder on her clit. Bill keeps pumping shot after shot into her mouth. Paige keeps her mouth open letting it all collect in her mouth, and keeps her mouth wide open, not sucking his dick, just letting her mouth be used to catch his cum. The last spurt lands on her lower lip and sticks to her chin. She closes her mouth and swallows the load. Bill sits back on the couch, semi-hard cock still in hand, cum dribbling down the shaft.

Paige gets up and sits on the couch next to Bill, both of her hands still on her pussy. Unlike last night she hardly touched Bill or his cock. She leans back onto the couch and spreads her legs. She pulls her little white panties to the side and again slides two fingers into her fuck hole. With the other hand she wipes the cum off her chin and then brings that hand back down to her clit, and using Bills cum starts to rub her clit in circles. “Now you get to watch me masturbate” she says.

She closes her eyes and starts working her clit in small circles starts to gyrate her hips against her hand, flicking her clit with her fingers. As she gets more worked up she starts to dip her fingers faster and deeper into her pussy.

Bill strokes his cock on the couch next to her, he never lost his erection and is getting rock hard again. In the meantime, Paige is in her own world, she again brings her hand to her mouth and gets her fingers wet again and then moved back down to continue to work her clit, going faster now and starting to buck her hips against her hand. She moans. She is the picture of raw sexiness and Bill is rock hard.

Bill stands up, straddling Paige’s right leg. He is definitely going to cum again. “I’m going to cum on your pussy.” He states.

Paige opens her eyes and looks at him “do it” she states. And rubs her pussy faster. Bill immediately cums, shooting his second load onto the back of Paige’s hand, her clit, and onto her little white panties. The hot cum hitting her clit sends her over the edge and she bucks her hips against the couch with a leg shaking orgasm. Her body tenses and then relaxes and she strokes her clit several times as the orgasm waves roll over her body.

Bill sits back down on the couch next to Paige, his softening cock in his hand, cum running over his knuckles. Paige lifts up her hand, looking at his cum dripping off the back of her hand, and brings her cummy fingers to her mouth, catching a drip in her mouth and then licking her fingers. “Mmmmm, tasty” she states. “And look at you big boy with two orgasms back to back, impressive.”

“Watching you masturbate really got me worked up. That was really good, and I think that will definitely help with my hangover.” Bill gets up and goes to the kitchen, he wets a hand towel with warm water and then brings it to Paige. She wipes the cum off her body and then takes Bills cock and also wipes it clean.

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I was desperate for the money that was my only excuse for answering the ad in the newspaper. I felt like a fool approaching the seedy looking hotel, where the recording of the movie would be taking place. This was a stupid idea; I berated myself, even as I knocked hesitantly at the door of the room, as directed by the production office when I called. I had to fax them my headshots and clinical records, proving that I was descent looking and healthy. I was surprised that they were not concerned with my body, though I exercised regularly and ate right. The office manager just asked for my weight and body dimensions, stating that there was a role out there for everyone. She also asked me if I was bi or bi-curious, this startled me, and in fear of losing the role, I stuttered out a quick yes. Now I was rethinking answering that way. What if this was a lesbian movie? I should have asked more questions.

The door opened, revealing a broad shouldered man, with dark hair and intense blue eyes. His face was handsome, and a tight white t-shirt stretched over his muscular chest. My breath caught in my chest, and I felt a tremor start in my knees. Would I have sex with this man? He looked like “a slam you against the wall, and take what he wants,” type of lover. Excitement tingled in my lower belly. His eyes drifted over me, from the top of my auburn hair that curled past my shoulders, lingering a moment on my high firm breasts, and down my longs legs swathed in an old pair of jeans, to my fresh pedicure revealed by open toed sandals. Unsmiling he nodded his approval, and stepped back allowing me entrance to the room. My heart thudded painfully in my chest as I stepped into the room.

The drapes were drawn and spotlights placed in every corner of the room, all centering on the low-lying king sized bed. I swallowed thickly, shuffling to the furthest corner of the room. Nervous jitters started in my stomach and I wondered if I would vomit. Sexy white t-shirt man followed me in and adjusted one of the cameras on tripods around the room. He smiled up at me then, revealing straight white teeth. His blue eyes sparkled, and he abandoned the camera to wander to the wet bar near where I was standing.

“Would you like a drink?” He murmured his voice low and deep. The husky timbre of it rolled over my nerves like a balm and eased my discomfort somewhat. I nodded, numbly taking the glass of amber liquid he offered. I knocked it back without hesitation, gasping as the whiskey fire burned my throat and chest. Mr. Sexy laughed lowly, and took the glass promptly he poured me another. “My name is Alexander Vazquez, most call me Zander.” He offered me his hand, and I hesitantly shook it, pleased to see that I only trembled slightly.

“Holly Wilson,” I answered shyly, sipping my second drink.

“You’re very beautiful Holly,” Zander said appraising my body with his eyes. “I will enjoy working with you today, I believe.” I felt the blood rush to my cheeks, my pale skin flushed with crimson color. “Of course, I only play a small part in today’s activities; this scene is more between you and Amber.” I felt the color drain from my face as quickly as I had flushed. Zander threw his handsome head back and laughed, rich and full. “You’ve never been with another woman have you?” His glittering blue eyes met mine, and his smile dimmed slightly.

“No,” I heard the whimper in my voice, “but I really need this job.” Tipping the glass I swallowed the contents quickly, more to block his face from my view than any true desire to drink the potent brew. Draining the glass, I held it back to him, silently requesting another shot of courage. I could feel the effects of the alcohol, as it raced through my blood stream, easing the nervous tension of my muscles and making my body feel like butter. Confident now, I smiled warmly at Zander, as he handed bursa escort me a refill. I drank the third drink as quickly as the first, this time handling the heat without flinching. I felt more than a little drunk, and very at ease.

“Are we ready?” I heard the velvety voice before I saw the vision of feminine perfection that walked through the door. My heart gave a small jolt. It must be Amber, a name fitting for the tall honey blonde woman.

“I was assisting Holly here, with relaxing,” Zander stepped forward and kissed Amber passionately on the lips.

“You were getting her drunk you mean?” Amber cast Zander a disapproving glare, before softening her look and turning in my direction. She smiled warmly, her teeth as perfect and brilliantly white as his. ‘Holly is it?” I nodded mutely, elbowing Zander, who had retaken his place at my side, and pushing my empty glass into his hand. Wordlessly he refilled it, and handed it back to me. “Your quite pretty,” Amber gave her seal of approval as she walked in a tight circle around me. I drained the fourth glass, and swayed slightly on my feet. “She’s done, Zander, no more drinks.” Amber ordered, removing the glass from my weak grip. With a gentle smile, she grasped my hand in her warm palm and gently tugged me toward her. Staggering slightly, I gasped as Amber grasped my thick hair in her hands and pulled my face down to hers.

The kiss was gentle in the beginning, sweet and slow, her lips grazed against mine, the pressure light and undemanding. Amber’s hands rested on my hips, her fingertips just barely caressing the skin beneath my shirt. My heart pounded in my chest, thumping painfully against my breastbone. Goose pimples erupted along my skin and a steady tingling sensation began in my lower belly. Amber deepened the kiss, her tongue darting between my lips. I gasped in shock, my mouth opening and offering her deeper access. The tingling grew into a steady thrum in my stomach, and I felt the damp heat of arousal between my thighs. Suddenly I was kissing her back, my tongue warring with Amber’s, while our bodies pressed tightly together. Her lush breasts were against mine, I could feel the tight tips pressing against my aching nipples, and could not withhold the low moan that escaped my throat.

“Girls, save it for the camera.” Zander growled, elbowing his way between us. Amber laugh, a husky sound that sent a shiver down my spine. My head was spinning, I was not sure if it was due to the alcohol or just the excitement of kissing another woman for the first time. “You need to change, and get ready for the shoot.” He ordered, leading me to the restroom, while Amber immediately began to unbutton her jeans. “There is lingerie hanging behind the door, please change and come out as soon as you are finished. We have a deadline.” Zander closed the door, once I was in the bathroom.

I stripped quickly, lest the erotic effects of Amber’s kiss and the liquor wear off. I donned the skimpy outfit and turned to look in the mirror above the sink. My reflection stared back at me, someone I could barely recognize. My auburn hair fell to the middle of my back; the curls mussed by Amber’s hands and tumbled over my shoulders. The lingerie left little to the imagination, and I truly appreciated the long hours I had spent in the gym. The negligee was a merely a film of white lace, cupping my curves and clinging to my breasts. My nipples tightened as the rough fabric grazed the tips, clearly visible strawberry peaks. It tied beneath my breasts, and opened over my flat toned stomach, falling just past the curve of my round rear. The panties barely covered my mound, the silky fabric clinging to the cleft with the dampness of my arousal. I turned, inspecting the round plump cheeks of my rear, approving of the way the strings of panties sat low and the thong line escort bursa neatly buried between the soft mounds.

I opened the door slowly, stepping into the bright room with an alcohol induced sense of bravery. Amber let out a low whistle, and I smiled shyly. She wore a similar negligee and panties in black. I noted that her breasts were not as perky as my own B cups, but they were impressive in size, round and full. I could make out the dark brown nipples straining at the lacy fabric. She held out her hand to me and drew me toward the king sized bed. Zander was flitting between the cameras, checking the angles, and he smiled in my direction, I assume to reassure me.

Amber knelt on the bed, and I mimicked her pose. With a nod in Zander’s direction, Amber leaned forward and kissed me gently. The honey taste of her lips was heavenly against mine. I felt the response of my body, the lust building in my belly and spreading lower. I moaned softly opening my lips to her and allowing entrance to her questing tongue. My head fell back, as she skimmed her lips along my jaw line, and nuzzled at my throat, nipping and licking. I could feel the wetness growing between my thighs, and my muscles clenched with excitement. Amber’s hands slid up my arms and over my shoulders. Lightly she ran them over my breasts, cupping them in her palms, her thumbs caressing my nipples through the fabric. I moaned freely now, forgetting about the cameras and just enjoying the sensation of the rough fabric and gentle pressure.

Breathing heavily, I watched as Amber’s fingers deftly untied the negligee, sliding the flimsy material over my shoulders and bearing my high proud breasts. She caressed my belly with the tips of her fingers, drawing a moan from my throat as they barely brushed the underside of breasts. I felt as if I could not breathe when her lips covered one extended peak, drawing the nipple into the hot cavern of her mouth, sucking gently, then harder. Her fingers pulled and tweaked the other nipple; each sensation echoed with a response from my pussy. I could feel the wetness and heat building and I ached to touch myself.

Instead, I reached out and tugged on the ties of Amber’s negligee, it fell open easily, baring those full heavy breasts to my hungry gaze. I cradled them in my palms, enjoying the weight and softness of them. They filled my hand, generously overflowing. I massaged them gently, enjoying the soft purring that bubbled from Amber’s throat, as she suckled at my nipples, the taut pink peaks jutting ripe and ready from my tight hard globes. My thumbs flicked her nipples lightly, the tawny skin tightening into hard pebbles. I dipped my head, my lips covering her right nipple, I could feel my pussy clench with excitement. I drew lazy circles around the tip with my tongue, while my other hand gently pinched and squeezed her left tit. I could smell her arousal, the musky hot aroma of her juices, just beginning to flow between her thighs. My excitement doubled, as I nipped the very tip of her nipple with my teeth. She moaned outwardly now, her head tilted back, long hair flowing around her shoulders and back.

Seeing her aroused state, I felt bravado of which I was not aware I was capable. My lips met hers in a demanding kiss, as I pushed my breasts against her, using my weight to push her down to the bed. She whimpered slightly, when my thigh slid between her legs and pressed against her hot juncture. I could feel her wetness, and felt empowered by the fact that I excited her as much as she did me. I pressed rough kisses to her neck and chest, my fingers still fondling those delicious breasts with their honey nipples. I suckled each nipple in turn, licking and tickling the tip before sucking it hard into my mouth. Amber pressed herself to my mouth, her hands buried in my hair.

I reached between us, bursa escort bayan my palm sliding over her stomach marveling at the velvety softness of her skin. Her stomach was flat with a bit of healthy roundness above the line of her panties. I found this extremely sexy, running my hands over the gentle swell, and stopping at the black lace of the panties. With my fingertips I traced the ridge of her lips through the fabric, amazed by how wet she was. I could smell her on my fingers, and slid one between my lips, to taste her. Amber shivered with excitement. I smiled, kneeling beside her; I traced the length of her thigh with my fingers, enjoying the soft texture of her, where my own body was hard powerful muscle. Amber fidgeted on the bed, her hips rising as I drew close to her desire, and falling as I drew away. I enjoyed this game immensely, my fingers tracing the inside edge of her panties, never dipping below.

“Please, touch me,” Amber whimpered in her husky voice, the pleas making my pussy release another flood of juice. I covered her entire mound with my palm, fascinated by the plumpness of her sex. She was round and hot under my hand, grinding her pelvis against me seeking release. I squeezed lightly, then harder. She cried out, her hands cupping her large breasts, the nipples peeking between her fingers. I pulled away, my fingers catching the strings of her panties, and pulling them off; baring her sweet pussy to my hungry gaze.

She was shaved, the lips pouty, a paler tawny than her nipples. Her legs spread, opening her fully to my inspection. Her clit was slightly engorged, the pink pearl rising between her plum lips. Never before had I wanted to touch another pussy, to taste another woman’s sweetness, but my mouth watered now as her aroma reached me. I bowed between her legs, pressing kisses along her soft thighs, even as my fingers sought the prize before me. I ran my pointer finger down her slit, marveling at the slick beads of moisture that coated it. The lips spread slightly, as her excitement urged her clit from under its hood. Using my thumbs, I spread the lips and experienced the most exciting wave of arousal I had ever felt. Her pussy was beautiful, fat and shiny with juice, the exterior lips soft and honey colored. I moaned, watching in fascination as another trickle of moisture slid toward her ass.

She nearly screamed as my tongue met her flesh. I reveled in the salty taste of her juice, running my tongue along her slit, and settling at her hard clit. I licked and flicked my tongue across it, drawing a moan from Amber. Her legs trembled and her hips rose of their own accord. My pussy ached with desire as my tongue moved quickly, working her little nub until her pelvis rocked against my face. My tongue found her hole; I pushed it inside drawing a flood of her sweet nectar. Amber cried out, grinding harder against my tongue. Smiling, I pulled away and slid a finger, then another into her dripping pussy. I could feel the tightening of her muscles around my fingers. I fucked her hard, slamming my fingers into her, while I licked her clit.

Amber was screaming now, her pussy spasms increasing around my fingers. I sucked on her clit, the pressure hard, then light, and hard again, followed by a bought of licking and tickling. Her hips were arched, her thighs straining, hands buried in my hair. I felt like I was going to cum, just seeing her arousal and nearing climax. My pussy ached for a fucking, for a giant dick to fill me. My fingers found her G-spot, the soft fleshy place that made her scream, and writhe in pleasure. I tapped it lightly, applying pressure, and then tapping again, my tongue still dancing over her clit. Amber became still below me, her breathing ragged.

Suddenly she screamed, a flood of pussy juice flowed over my hand and into my mouth. I could feel her cumming and I worked my tongue lightly over her clit, drawing her orgasm out until every drop of moisture poured from her. She collapsed beneath me, a quivering heap of female pleasure. I smiled, feeling quite proud of myself.

To be continued…

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“So, what do you think it will cost?” I asked, chewing my lower lip nervously. I’m good at reading people’s expressions, but her ass gave nothing away as she kneeled down in front of me, head under my kitchen sink.

“Eh, it’s not too bad,” Mia said, crawling backward and wiping her hands on her jeans. She stayed squatting down, peering over her right shoulder at me. She winked. My heart skipped. “It’s just the one gasket, looks like. Should run under $45, provided I can get it off quickly.” She winked at me again and sprang to her feet. Mia moved like a cat – quick, lithe, and sure. She strode past me, calling behind her that she was going to her truck to get her tools.

I took advantage of my alone time to text my bff, Amanda. “The plumber just winked at me. Twice.”

“Ew. Tell him to eff off,” her text came shooting back. I didn’t have time to correct her before Mia came back in. Her arm brushed my side as she entered and a chill went shooting up my spine. It had been so long since I had been touched by a woman that any physical contact may have brought a nice sensation, but this woman was so hot. Her hair was short, a light brown – she wore it swept to the right side. She had just a hint of makeup and wore tight jeans with one hole mid-thigh that revealed an olive-colored thigh just begging to be licked.

Licked? I needed to get myself under control. This poor woman was trying to do her job and here I was, questioning her professionalism. A lot of people had a habit of winking; bursa escort I’m sure I was nothing special. I tried to appear uninterested as Mia lay down on my floor on her back. I caught my eyes traveling up and down her body, spread out in front of me. I wanted my hands to be traveling up and down that soft body. I wanted to slide my finger up that hole on her thigh and see how far up my finger could travel. I wanted to climb on top of her and I wanted to unzip those tight jeans and I wanted…crap. I needed to get it together. I could feel myself getting wet.

“I’ll be right back,” I called, hustling out of there. She didn’t answer. I went into the bathroom and unzipped. I didn’t need to pee, but I could tell I was too wet to be able to fake calmness, and I didn’t want to scare this girl off. She seemed super cool. I couldn’t tell if she was a lesbian or not, but even if there was no romantic connection, she was the kind of girl I loved to hang out with.

But, “Please, let her be a lesbian,” I whispered as I began to wipe my wetness – a little too long. My finger dipped past the tissue paper and touched wet skin. The memory of her plaid shirt came flashing back. She wore it with the top two buttons undone. I had caught a breath-taking glimpse of cleavage when she bent over to get her screwdriver – her breasts curved invitingly under that plaid shirt. I would love to see that shirt on my floor. My finger dove in a little deeper, sliding in so smoothly as I closed my eyes, imaging Mia’s firm breasts escort bursa exposed.

“Hey.” She was right outside the bathroom door. Crap!

“One second!” I called cheerily, my voice two octaves higher than normal. My fingers came flying out of my dripping pussy. I hurriedly wiped my wet fingers on the hand towel, zipped up, and opened the door. Mia moved forward and casually leaned on the bathroom door frame, hands in her pockets. She ducked her head and grinned up at me with her perfect teeth and her soft lips that I need to taste.

“I’m done,” she said.

“Already?” I was shocked and horrified. That stupid pipe had been dripping for months, and I had been changing out the little pot that caught the drips for months, and it had taken her five minutes to fix it? I silently cursed myself for wasting precious time in the bathroom feeling my own wetness when I could have been out there, trying to get to know her so maybe – just maybe – I could get to feel hers.

She seemed to sense something was wrong. She came closer without seeming to move. For one brief moment, she was right there. So close. All I had to do was reach out and touch her arm. The moment was gone as she walked past me to the bathroom sink, leaned over, and washed her own hands. As she dried her hands on the towel – the towel that I had just wiped my dripping fingers on, oops – she turned and looked at me.

“Is there anything else you need me to take care of before I go?” I couldn’t read her expression, although she bursa escort bayan seemed to be teasing me. That was wishful thinking, I scolded myself.

“I am just so impressed with your work!” I babbled, “I thought it would take a lot longer. You’re awesome.” Too much, be cool. I could only hope she thought my comment was about her work, not about her as an awesome woman I wanted to see more of.

Mia laughed softly. Even her laugh was amazing – low, deep, and real. She ran a hand through her hair and, standing there with her other hand in that damn pocket, said even more softly than she had laughed: “There’s nothing else around here that’s wet?”

My breath stopped. She knew. Could she smell my pussy juices? I hadn’t had time to clean myself off before she came to the bathroom door, and I thought I could smell myself. I didn’t know what to say, but it turned out, I didn’t have to say anything. With a movement so smooth, so natural that it seemed to just happen magically, Mia’s hand was on my lower back, pulling me toward her.

Her body did not bend toward mine – she was letting me decide. Letting me make the choice to hold back or to give in to my growing desire.

Did I have a choice, really? My body chose for me, let itself be guided into her softness. I melted into her, my arms at my sides, my lower body forming to hers. Mia’s arm tightened with me as I moved and she sighed softly as our breasts touched. My hand slid up from her back to her stomach to under her shirt to up to her breast – so inviting.

I wasn’t brave enough to go under her bra, and she laughed again. Not at me, not meanly, just enjoying the moment. She leaned closer and whispered in my ear:

“Get it, girl.”

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My body needed attention. I looked forward to my massage all week. Every inch ached. Today, my pussy ached, too. I have been alone for a while. Never a shortage of men, but I am taking a break. Nothing like a good break from the men – too much emotional stress. I am focusing on myself this year.

I have never had had a lesbian relationship before. However, the thought of having sex with a woman sounds great. I think I need to experience this at least once in my lifetime.

I began to fantasize the first thing when I woke up. I wondered what my massage therapist today would look like? I imagined a hot voluptuous woman with strong hands spreading my ass apart, rubbing my buttocks. My pussy was slippery – when I walked, I could feel a huge gush of wetness dripping down my thigh. The horniness was incredible. I was determined that today my massage would result in a happy ending.

I love the spa I go to. The environment is sensual. The dark colors on the wall, the muted lighting, the soundproof rooms with spa music piping through the sound system. It’s perfect. I could stay all day.

When I walked in, the receptionist smiled. The general waiting room was empty. She confirmed my appointment for today and said Mandy will be out to get me shortly. I sat on the brown leather sofa and just sinked in. Ahh. It was great. The anticipation of a massage was increasing.

Mandy opened the door. Wow! Finally, a massage therapist that turned me on instantly. She brought me to the changing room. I removed my clothes and put on the soft robe and spa sandals. As I passed the mirror in the dimly lit room, I opened my robe again. Damn, I looked good. My tits are huge. My nipples are always erect. My pussy is smooth and shaven. My clit can be seen from across the room – it’s so swollen. Feeling a bit risqué, I stuck my finger in my pussy right there in the middle of the public dressing room. No one was there, but the sensation of getting caught was a turn on. I pulled out my finger bursa escort and licked the juice – mmmm…I tasted so good. I closed the robe again, leaving it loose with my cleavage exposed. I went out and sat in the small dark waiting area – no one was around. I opened my robe enough to expose one large nipple on “accident.”

Mandy entered the room and immediately saw my breast. She smiled and asked me to follow her. The room smelled great. The peppermint and lavender was a turn-on to me. It was dark, but I could see Mandy had a great body. She asked me about the areas that needed attention today. Although I wanted to tell her my pussy needed attention, I told her my lower back and thighs were sore. I was secretly hoping if she spent a long time massaging those areas, she would get the hint.

Usually the therapists ask you to lie on the table after they leave the room. However, for some reason, Mandy said she would like to help me get on the table, and offered to help me with my robe. My back to her, I opened the tie. She pulled the sheet down from the heated massage table, then took my robe down from my shoulders. Never before has a massage therapist taken my robe in that way. What a turn on.

I crawled on the table – nude. My tits jiggled and needed to be adjusted before I felt comfortable lying on my belly. Mandy pulled the sheet up over my hips, but left my back and arms exposed. She jumped right into the back massage. She then did each shoulder and arm wonderfully. She pulled the sheet over my back after it was done and exposed my right leg. After a thorough rub down of the right leg, she repeated the motions on the left side.

She asked if I was warm enough because she wanted to remove the sheet to on the hips and lower back. Of course, remove the sheet. And there I was completely naked on the massage table. I felt so comfortable. And I could feel the chemistry between us. It increased as soon as her hands were on my buttocks. She pulled the large muscles up and bursa escort bayan out and you could actually hear my wet pussy opening up when she did this; over and over again. I took advantage of the opportunity and spread my legs further.

Mandy focused on the left buttock. Both hands worked it and got dangerously close to my pussy and anus. She moved to the right – same thing. Her hands brushed my swollen pussy mound. A moan slipped out – a sign to her that I really need this. One more time, her fingers touched my pussy. Finally, a massage therapist that might deliver what I really need – an orgasm.

Mandy told me it was time to turn over. Usually, at this time, I am completely covered. This time, I am naked without a sheet. I turned over and my tits flung around – feeling bigger than ever. My pussy is bald and pink. I left my legs open, inviting Mandy inside.

She didn’t offer to cover me again. She said I looked hot and asked me if I felt as hot as I looked. Her hands were already on my breasts rubbing oil into them to get them moving. She pinched my nipples at the same time. Oh my god – harder, harder! Her hands slid down to my abdomen as she walked down toward my hips.

She surprised me when she took the fragrant oil and poured it over my mound. The feeling of the dripping oil between my legs was enough to make me cum. It dripped right into my asshole.

Her hands spread my legs further and she pulled me down to the end of the table – sort of like the gynecologist table. She pulled up a small stool and sat at the foot of the table – strange. Is this a gyno exam?

Her fingers explored the outside mounds and massaged my clit. She asked if I would like an internal massage – of course I would I said.

Just then, she slid one finger inside my pussy. The finger stretched and massaged the inner walls. Next, her second and third fingers found their way inside my pussy. I could feel her middle finger finding my g-spot.

She would not stop escort bursa rubbing my g-spot. I could feel the urge to piss, I think that is what she was waiting for. The pressure was so great on my g-spot. The moisture was intense. I swear I have the wettest pussy on earth – almost freakish. The slimy juice was oozing out. And now, she was trying to get me to squirt.

I have never squirted before. I have always been skeptical. That’s not female ejaculate – its piss! Isn’t it? Now, here’s my chance to see for myself. As long as she doesn’t stop.

She slid in her pinky and then her thumb. Yes, her whole hand was inside me, and her middle finger was going back and forth on my g-spot. She pushed up so firmly and I let out a heavy moan. I felt something I have never felt before. I could feel my pussy getting ready to explode – literally. I knew I was going to squirt and I didn’t care.

When the juices started to flow, Mandy giggled. She said she loves it! I could feel the warm liquid and when I looked down, I could see it squirting above and around her hand. My legs shook, my whole body shook.

Mandy pulled her hand out and one final stream of my liquid shot into the air. Her hand was covered in my pussy slime. She pressed it back down against my pussy as if to calm the trembling muscles.

My hour was up. She rolled her chair up to my chest. She put my nipple in her mouth and sucked it. She said that weekly massages are very therapeutic and recommended I come back every week. She suggested that there are so many techniques that can be used that it would never be the same boring massage.

She left me alone on the table. I sat up and my heavy tits swang. When I jumped off the table, I saw the damage. A huge wet spot right in the middle of the table. I laughed to myself. I didn’t care. I put my robe on and wandered out to the dressing room. It was crowded now. I dropped my robe and the one younger customer checked me out. Fully satisfied, I just kept walking to the showers. I left the curtain open a bit – enough for her to see me rubbing soap all over my tits and pussy. Another fantasy began – and I closed my eyes as this young woman walked up to the shower and looked inside…

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Fiona and Ariel have further sexual adventures…

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Chapter 7

Grabbing Fiona’s head in both her hands and pushing her back hard against the pillow Ariel kissed her on the lips, long and hard inserting her tongue deep into Fiona’s mouth, her body pressing hard against Fiona. Fiona, parted her legs slightly to let Ariel press her pussy against Fiona’s and as she did this Ariel rubbed her pussy urgently against Fiona’s.

Fiona felt the sensations of tension and sweet pleasure elicited by the urgent movements of their pussies on one another, her noises of excitement being suppressed by Ariel’s lips upon her. WOW this is so good Fiona thought to herself.

Just at that moment, Ariel shifted her attention to Fiona’s breasts, licking one as she fondled the other with her hand. Ariel loved the fresh young form of Fiona’s breasts firm and soft at the same time. The nipple was starting to harden now so Ariel switched her attention to the other breast.

WOW thought Fiona as the sensations surged through her body at the insistence of Ariel’s mouth upon her breast, this was so good. Now Ariel took both breasts in her hands and pulled both of them together pulling both nipples into her mouth at the same time, “Ahh, ahh, ahh, oh god”, Fiona said “I am coming hard.” and at that she shuddered in orgasm. Damn thought Ariel to herself this girl is so sensitive.

As Fiona held Ariel’s head close to her breast as she came down from her orgasm, she said, “That was so damn good, but I was looking forward for you going down on me, not fair.”

“Oh I have not finished with you, I have only just started.” Ariel replied.

Ariel looked at Fiona’s neatly trimmed pussy, it was beautiful the short dark hairs around the pussy clearly defining it Ariel started to lick around the area of the groin getting ever closer the lips of the pussy itself. Fiona was almost being driven mad by the anticipation when Ariel started to lick the lips of the pussy itself, “Oh shit that is so good.” exclaimed Fiona feeling the ever increasing excitement in her.

Now Ariel started to tease Fiona’s clit with the tip of her tongue and Fiona started writhing about on the bed frantically. Suddenly Ariel sucked Fiona’s clit hard, causing Fiona to immediately shudder in as she came to orgasm. Ariel sucked again causing a second orgasm to quickly follow the first.

As the feelings wracked her body Fiona felt orgasms of an intensity that she had never experienced before, how did this woman do it this beautiful Ariel with her long blond hair that Fiona had come to love so much in such a short space of time. Ariel made her feel incredible, so damn good it was amazing.

Again Ariel sucked hard on Fiona’s clit and then her tongue probed deep into Fiona’s pussy, savoring the juices. She licked deep inside Fiona’s pussy, long and hard and Fiona was oblivious to anything else but the sensations emanating from her pussy, she felt like she was floating on air a feeling of pure pleasure and it just went on and on.

Fiona wanted bursa escort the sensation never to stop, and she felt her love for Ariel so strongly now like a primordial force, Ariel’s tongue deep inside her awakening joys she had never known. Finally exhausted Ariel broke away from her excitation of Fiona. To Fiona it felt like withdrawal from a drug her body yearned for Ariel’s tongue yet she could see that Ariel needed to rest. And as Ariel lay back, Fiona snuggled in her arms, she felt so loved by Ariel so loved and as she felt Ariel’s hand cupping her breast, she could only say two words, “thank you.”

Chapter 8

As Fiona was driving to meet Arial, she thought about the woman who had come into her life and how her life had changed so much since the moment they had first met on-line. Some people had told her that relationships that start on-line rarely work out. Well if that was the case, theirs was one of those rare cases that beat the odds.

As she was thinking about Arial the song ‘Air that I breath’ by the hollies came on the radio. As Fiona listened to the music she thought about how much Ariel meant to her.

“Making love to you has made me peaceful warm and tired.”

“What more could I ask, there’s nothing left to be desired.”

The passion that she and Ariel shared was so powerful that often she surprised herself it was two bodies and two minds in perfect harmony like nothing else she had ever experienced, Arial was so fun to be with, so passionate, so loving and incredibly sensitive to her needs. The music continued.

“Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak.”

“So sleep silent angel, go to sleep.”

As she approached Ariel’s house, Ariel came out of the house to meet her, the feeling was mutual, Arial could not wait one more second than necessary to meet her. As they embraced it felt so good to Fiona, when she was in Ariel’s arms she felt so protected, so loved.

In bed they kissed and passionately embraced, god it felt so damn good, then Fiona’s head moved over to Ariel’s breast and she took the nipple in her mouth and gently sucked it applying just a little pressure. As Fiona did this Arial’s hand moved to her pussy and she slowly inserted a finger. Fiona took a sharp intake of breath and moaned slightly her pussy was feeling really wet now.

After a while, Ariel lay down on the bed her arms outstretched relaxing, “Hey honey move over and sit on my pussy.”

Fiona did as she said and soon felt Ariel’s tongue playing with her clit, it felt so good and she was already wet, she was going to cum soon. Then suddenly Fiona felt an explosion of pleasure, she was cumming now ok. At that moment she felt Ariel’s tongue probe deep inside her pussy and at the same time Ariel’s hands moved to her breasts with Ariel’s tongue flicking deep inside her Fiona came again and again.

Fiona just completely gave in to her feelings of ecstasy as one wave of pleasure rushed through her after another, grinding her pussy on Ariel’s face oblivious to everything escort bursa except the feelings deep inside her womb.

“Shit,” she cried out, “fuck, I feel soooo good”. The feeling went on and on until she finally collapsed.

After they lay side by side in the spoon position, Fiona’s back snuggled up against Ariel and Ariel’s hand playing with her nipple. Like this they both fell asleep and just before Fiona fell asleep the words of the song ran through her head again.

“Sometimes all I need is the air that I breath and to love you.”

With that she drifted into a very peaceful sleep.

Chapter 9

Fiona and Ariel were walking hand in hand in the mall. They had agreed to meet the previous day. Ariel was wearing tight white pants that came half way down her shins, showing off the pretty butterfly tattoo she had on her ankle. The tightness of her pants served to show off her shapely ass. She was also wearing a strappy white linen embroidered top which nicely displayed her cleavage without appearing vulgar and had sandals on her feet with a low heel.

Fiona was wearing a thin white summer dress which was strapless with flared skirt starting just below her breasts the white color of the dress which came down just below mid thigh served to show off her flawless tanned legs. Her shoes were open white and strappy with 1.5′ heels. Both women could not believe their luck in having such an attractive and sexy companion.

As they walked through the mall hand in hand looking in the store windows and chatting about the pretty clothes, elegant furniture and interesting art work they could not help themselves from glancing at each other from time to time admiring each other’s beauty and imagining the pleasures to come.

Ariel was thinking to herself, “Fiona looks so damn sexy dressed like that, so cute, I really want to do her when we get back.”

At the same time Fiona was thinking, “Arial is really going to do me later this afternoon she won’t be able to help herself.” as Fiona thought this to herself she luxuriated in the feeling of just how much she could turn Ariel on.

She had of course selected the short skimpy sundress just with this purpose in mind and already knew that her selection of clothes was going to pay off big time when they got back home.

Finally arriving at Fiona’s house they stared lustfully at each other as they entered the house. To anybody who might have seen them at that moment their desire for each other would have been obvious. They sat on the sofa together and Ariel could not help herself, immediately her hands moved to Fiona’s arms and she started gently running her fingers down them. Soon she was feeling Fiona’s breasts through the thin dress and letting the fingers of her other hand gently trace over Fiona’s perfectly defined thighs. Through all this Fiona was luxuriating in the glow of Ariel’s intense desire for her and anticipating the passion with which Ariel would take her.

Both Ariel’s hands now migrated towards Fiona’s thighs bursa escort bayan now and one hand was inserted between them under the short dress brushing against Fiona’s pussy through the silky material of her panties. Ariel could feel that Fiona was already starting to get wet. With a quick easy motion Ariel removed Fiona’s panties exposing Fiona’s neatly trimmed pussy under the short skirt of the dress.

After lightly fingering Fiona’s cunt for a while, while at the same time kissing her passionately, Ariel proceeded to command Fiona to lie on the sofa on her front and pulling her knees forward to lift her ass in the air. As Fiona did this Ariel was greeted with the sight of Fiona’s beautiful pussy from behind surrounded by the light full skirt of Fiona’s dress. “Oh fuck,” thought Ariel, “that looks so fucking beautiful.”

Putting her hands around Fiona’s thighs Ariel moved her head forward so she could lightly lick around Fiona’s pussy from behind. Slowly Ariel lightly licked all around Fiona’s pussy being careful for the moment not to touch the pussy itself. The anticipation was excruciating for Fiona and she found herself silently begging for the moment when Ariel’s tongue would enter her pussy Fiona was at the point where she did not think she could bear it any longer and wanted to shout out when she was suddenly rewarded by Ariel’s tongue on her clit.

Ariel licked Fiona’s clit with short light strokes of her tongue slowly bringing Fiona towards Orgasm now Ariel became more urgent her tongue moving more rapidly and then she started to suck and nibble at Fiona’s clit. At this point Fiona started to cum, backing her pussy farther into Ariel’s face and at this point Ariel suddenly inserted her tongue deep into Fiona’s pussy, her Ariel’s tongue moving vigorously deep inside. Fiona came four times in succession but after the last Ariel did not remove her head from between Fiona’s legs, her tongue lapping softly at Fiona’s cunt as she came down from her orgasms.

Ariel was enjoying the juices from Fiona’s pussy as she came. Slowly Ariel started to kneed the cheeks of Fiona’s ass while she started to concentrate again on the tops of Fiona’s legs again she started to encircle Fiona’s pussy with her tongue again and this time when Ariel came to the clit this time Ariel was quick to start licking sucking and nibbling the clit, and Fiona was soon coming again. This time Ariel made long strokes with her tongue up Fiona’s pussy each time her tongue coming closer to Fiona’s ass hole.

Suddenly Fiona felt Ariel’s tongue at the sensitive entrance to her ass hole and for a moment felt a bit uneasy. But Fiona now trusted Ariel implicitly and if Ariel was doing this it could not be bad and as she thought this Fiona was greeted with the wonderful feeling of Ariel’s tongue pushing itself slightly into the entrance of her ass hole. That felt so good. Fiona came again and again five times until she finally collapsed on the sofa. Then Fiona felt Ariel’s body move over her lightly cupping her breasts, Fiona felt so satisfied, she really loved Ariel, her beautiful Ariel and with that the two women fell asleep…….

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In these chapters my aim was to explore the depth of feeling that these women have towards each other. I hope you think I was successful.

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“Hey Nikki,” I say as I see her in this room I can’t recognize. It was just a white room; white walls, white door, and nothing else. It was just me and Nikki in this room.

“Hey Taty,” she huskily said as she walked slowly and seductively towards me. Out of reflex, I walk backwards in to the wall. I look down to see that I’m in my pjs, black silk pants and a black sports bra. Nikki was wearing red booty shorts and spaghetti strap shirt.

“Where are we?” I asked.

“Dunno, but I heard what you said about me.” Nikki trailed her finger along the strap of my sports bra.

“Said what?” I was getting so nervous, my heart felt like it was to beat out of chest.

“You said,” She now trailed her finger from the bottom of my lip, down my chin, my neck my chest then into cleavage. “That you thought I was sexy.” she whispered into my ear, her lips grazing it. She lightly licked around my ear, then pulled back to look at me.

“I’m sorry.” I quivered.

“No need to be sorry.” she stared into my eyes. “Cause all I want to do right now is fuck you.” She huskily said.

She slowly moved her head to mine as I tilted it. Slowly our lips met, feeling her soft lips on mine. She opened her mouth slightly and her tongue grazed my lip. I opened my mouth, to allow her tongue in. We instantly started wrestling with our tongues. I felt her hand grope my boob softly then travel downward on my flat stomach to my waistband. Her hand went down my pants and went directly to my throbbing clit. I gasped.

“oh fuck.” I moaned in Nikki’s mouth, I’m so close to cumming. Her lips left mine and she nibbled on my ear.

“Cum for me baby” she huskily said. “Cum for me” I was holding onto her for dear life.

My hips was rocking against her hand. “Oh, fuck!” I screamed. “I’m Cu-“

*BLEEP* *BLEEP* *BLEEP*

“Shit”

That was the dreadful sound of my stupid alarm clock. I shut it off, then look around with my tired eyes just to see my plain old room. Gosh it felt so real. I stuck my hand in my pants. Even my pussy is soaking wet.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes.I got up grabbed my towel and took a quick shower. I jumped out of the shower brush my teeth and head to my room to change.

I put on a pair of purple boyshorts and bra on, black basketball shorts and a black tank top that said ‘Native Hawaiian’. I quickly packed all my stuff for the trip in a duffel bag and grabbed my tent from the closet and placed them by the door.

I made myself a bowl of cereal and sat on the couch infront of my tv. Not that long later my favorite show is on and I was laughing and laughing and having some fun until I hear some one at my door.

“Come in!” I yelled, eyes still glued to the tv. I heard foot steps behind me thinking it was Tasha or Shaun or something like that. The footsteps on the floor got louder, then just stopped. I felt hands on my shoulders, they felt soft. I was to lazy to turn my head so I just said,

“You guys are late man, don’t we also have to pick up Nikki too?”

“You don’t have to, I’m already here” I heard her say.

I looked up to see Nikki looking down at me smiling. Her hair was down over her shoulders, she was wearing clear lip gloss, and I noticed a a little beauty mark under her left eye.

I grinned, “Hey”

“Hi Taty,” She smiled back into my eyes. “You know, I think you look even hotter with your glasses off.”

“Oh, well,” I chuckled. “Don’t tell anyone, but it makes me look smarter.” I playfully whispered to her.

She laughed. “I bet your already smart.”

“Yeah, but only in a couple ways.” I laughed and stood up. The places where Nikki’s hands once was, begged for contact. “So I guess they sent you to get me, lazy asses.”

“Don’t say that,” she playfully hit me on the arm. “I wanted to come and get you.”

“You know what, you are a very nice person, also very pretty and smart.” I walked over to get my stuff with Nikki right next to me. “I won’t be surprised if you already have a girlfriend.”

“You wanna know a little secret?” she whispered. “I don’t have one.” she smiled.

On bursa escort the outside I was shocked but on the inside I was happy. “Why not? You’re hot.” I said as I opened the front door and we walked out.

“Well, I just got out of a relationship, I caught her cheating on me with a guy.”

“Wow, what an idiot, I guess she couldn’t make up her mind.” I say.

“What about you?” she asked. “Got a boyfriend?”

“Nah, don’t need one”

She looked down and saw me carrying almost 4 bags and she reached over to my hand holding the tent and grazed it while grabbing it from my hand. I smiled to her, she smiled back. “I wanted to be nice and take some burden off of you”

“What are you talking about,” I smile. “You are nice, and you do take burden off of me.” We leave the apartment building doors and walk over to tasha’s jeep. It was an old school one. The jeep could fit 6 people, 3 in the front and 3 in the back. Tasha was driving and Shaun and jazz was in the passenger seat next to her. In the back was christi me and Nikki. I threw my crap in the back and jumped into the car next to Nikki and then started to drive off. “How far away is the beach?” christi asked.

“Maybe about an hour or two” Tasha answered. “Hey Shaun where’s your girl”

“Oh, I broke up with her.”

“Already!?” I yell.

“yeah, to clingy.” Shaun said.

As the drive went on Christi, jazz and Nikki fell asleep. Nikki laid her head on my shoulder and she looks so peaceful, I couldn’t help looking at her. Glimpses of her cleavage was shown through her hair. Her chest was rising up and down and she was still.

“You like her, huh?” I hear Tasha say looking at me through her rearview mirror.

I gave a heavy sigh. “Gosh, I don’t know. Have you ever been in a ditch like this?”

“Actually yeah,” she told me with full focus on the road. “did you know I wasn’t always gay.”

“I thought you were like Shaun and jazz.” I said surprised.

“I was sort of in your situation right here. Met this girl she was crazy sexy though I was straight. I had questioned my sexuality so many times, I got so confused.” She continued. “Though when we were alone and we stared into each others eyes and we connected.”

“In other words you guys fucked like there was no tomorrow.”

“Yeah you could say that.” Tasha grinned.

It wasn’t for about 10 minutes later Tasha pulled into a tree shaded parking lot not to far from the beach. “We are here.” she announced.

Everyone started waking up but Nikki. I didn’t want to wake her from a peaceful sleep. Slowly, I moved my hand across her chest to her shoulder and shook her gently.

“Hey Nikki, wake up.” I said sweetly. “come on we’re here.”

Nikki slowly started to open her eyes, then looked up at me. I smiled, she smiled back. “Come on let’s go sleepy head.” I said playfully.

She laughed, “I’m up, I’m up.” she sat up and ran her hands through her hair.

“I like the way your looks like that, all wild.” I genuinely thought that. It made her look more exotic.

“Stop lying,” she laughed.

“no I’m serious”

She just looked at me with a familiar look. Her eyes looked like as I’d she was hunting. Though filled with lust and want.

“Come on you two, let’s get your junk out of the car.” christi announced.

“Okay” I call back. Me being the first to break the staring contest I hurry to the back to get my bags, and Nikki follows me. I grab all my stuff and she grabs the tent and her couple bags of stuff. We followed Tasha into the trees into the clear wide open space with like a canopy in the middle, with a BBQ grill. Luckily I’m the only one who barbecues on the grill and brought stuff to barbecue.

“The beach is just that way if you want to go swimming.” Tasha pointed out ahead of us. “You guys can camp anywhere in the area, it’s rented for us for three days.”

Me and Nikki walked over to a flat ground just about a couple feet from the canopy. We both throw our stuff down and get started on our tent. In about 10 minutes we get the tent set up and now we start to escort bursa carry things inside. The tent was made for 2 people, wasn’t to big and it wasn’t to small. On the right side of the tent Nikki put all her things, and I put mine on the left. I checked the time on my phone, and it was already 5:00 and we haven’t eaten anything since noon. I grab the cooler of food and the cooking supplies that I brought on the trip and brought it outside. Nikki was still getting her things finished.

“Who wants some hot dogs?” I yell. I hear positive responses and I start heading to the grill. I reach into my bag to get the grill scraper an start scraping off the crap on it. I empty the charcoal in the bottom and replace it with new ones. Then, I squirt some liquid fire starter on the charcoal and rip up some newspaper then throw it in there.

“Anyone got a lighter.” I yell. I dont smoke and I left my matches on the kitchen counter.

“Catch” Shaun yells, then tosses her lighter to me.

I catch it, light a piece of newspaper then throw it into the charcoal. Fire erupted from the pile instantly, so I headed to the table to get the table under the canopy and started to get the food ready. I got out the cutting board, hotdogs, buns, ketchup, mustard and relish, plates and knife. By the time I got all the things on the table. Nikki started walking towards me out of the tent.

“Woah,” she looked surprised. “Looks like you are packed.”

“Yep, no one else here knows how to grill except me, so yeah.” I explain.

“Wanna know what tomorrow’s dinner is?”

“What?”

“I’m making some steak and some corn on the cob.”

“Woah, lady your gonna get me with your cooking.” Nikki patted her stomach and sat across from me. I got my knife sliced open the pack of 12 hotdogs and cut three diagonal slits into each hot dog and put them to the side.

“You look like a pro.” she said mesmerized by the speed of my hands.

“Not really, when I was 13, my mom had barbecues every friday, and she taught me how to check grill, clean it, to know when the fires ready.” I said. “You know, the basics.”

She nodded her head looking actually engaged in the convo.

“I couldnt learn how to cook on the the stove, I got to confused. But I do know how to bake.”

“Did you want to like become chef when you grew up?” Nikki asked.

“No actually, I wanted to be a pro soccer player.” I said as I carried the hotdogs over to the grill. “I was so good that I got an invitation to play on the Olympic team.”

“Why aren’t you there right now?”

“I got into an accident a few weeks before I was gonna fly over their.” By this time I was placing hotdogs slowly on the grill.

“What happened?”

“Well It was-” I turned to see everyone else come out of their tents and walk towards us. I lent to the side near her and whispered, “I’ll tell you later.”

“How much longer till it’s done”? Shaun asked and sat at the table, with Christi, jazz, and Tasha following her.

“A few minutes,” I rotated the hot dogs in a quick motion so I wouldn’t burn them. “who wants a beer? I brought only 6 for the trip.”

“I do!” Tasha yelled and went for the cooler.

I gave the hotdogs one last turn, then put them all on a plate. I walked over to the table put the plate down and sat next to Nikki.

“Dig in,” I exclaimed.

Everybody quickly moved their hands for the hot dogs and made their hot dogs.

“Thanks Taty!” Nikki said as she bit into her hotdog. Every one else followed her in saying thanks, then Tasha said, “So Nikki, where’d you move from?”

“Um, Vegas.” she nodded.

“Oh, by yourself or with someone.”

“By myself, I was sort of kicked out after I told my parents about me.” Nikki took a sip of her beer.

“You guys wanna know something funny?” Jazz asked. We all respond in yes’s and yeahs. “When I told my mom about me, she was actually quite excited and she said, ‘I always wanted a gay kid!”

I laughed, “When I was 13, my mom told me specifically if I went gay, she would beat the living hell out of me.” they laughed. bursa escort bayan “I think that’s the main reason why I’m not gay.”

“It doesn’t matter what she thinks, its about what you want” Nikki informed.

“That is so totally right!” Christi hi-fived Nikki across the table. ” I mean that’s what I’ve always thought about.”

“So Taty tells me that she was a pretty good soccer player.” Nikki said to the whole table.

“Good?” Tasha questioned. “More like fucking beast! If she got an invitation to train for the 2012 Olympics in high school, shes like a fucking god.” Tasha went on.

“I know right!”jazz said. “In this one game, against brooksfield. She kicked the ball up in the air, and did this backflip and kicked the ball into the goal!”

I did a quiet chuckle. “A bicycle kick, Jazz.”

“I don’t care what it’s called, it was just cool.”

“So what happened, she said she got into accident.”

“Oh yeah, it was pretty bad.” Christi mumbled.

“She got into a fire at a soccer camp she went to, before she was to ship off for the olympic practice.” Tasha added.

“My boyfriend was in the building when it happened and I was walking by, so I went in the there to get him.” I said quietly, it was one of the stupidest thing I’ve ever done in my life. “I got him out and we started running, when he ran out of the door I was right behind him when a lob of wood fell in-between me and the door. I stopped to late and twisted my ankle and fell to the ground. As I was trying to get up a long piece of burning wood fell on to my back, it fucking burned. By the time I got it off my back I was starting to pass out, though the firemen came and rescued me. I stayed in the hospital for about 3 weeks, with them treating the burns on my back. And I had to take physical therapy for 3 months, before I could ever try to play soccer again. By the time I was back, those bastards already filled my spot and by the time I heard that I caught my boyfriend sleeping with a girl that went to camp with us and he told me he has been cheating on me since before the fucking fire, that dick.” I was so fucking pissed. I usually just take deep breaths, but it didn’t work. I just stood up and walked away. It was just heartless what they did, they didn’t give a fuck about me, they just cared about the team. I just can’t imagine the look on their Nikki and them faces after i just walked out angry. I didn’t know what to feel anymore, I just sobbed quietly to myself, lying on my sleeping bag facing the wall. Not maybe 30 seconds later, I hear the tent unzipped I turned to see Nikki stepping in and zipped it closed. She sat close and next to me and I looked away.

“Taty,” she said sincerely. “I may only know you for like two days and never seen you play before but, u have a kind heart.” She added. “You had the guts to save a guy from a fucking burning fire who was cheating on you before that and spent like 4 months training over and over again so you’ll get back into shape for the team that turned you down.” She smiled and moved closer to me and started rubbing my arm smoothly, send waves of shocks down to my stomach.

“You got the things that I wish I could have. To add on that, you’re sexy, you’re smart, you’re funny, and can make some damn good hot dogs.” we laughed together.

I turned my body to find that she was laying on her side with her head in her hand and her long curls draping down across her chest. She was staring into my eyes and soul smiling seductively.

“To add on to that, I’m a girl who likes scars, it makes them seem so much more sexy.” She stared at my lips and glanced at me, while I did the same. The next thing I know were moving our heads closer and closer to each other. We stopped a centimeter away, “I would really want to kiss you tight now.” Nikki whispered.

“I want you to.” Was my only response before our lips met and played in a frenzy. Her lips felt as soft as feathers, kissing lightly in a call and response game. Our kissing became more filled with lust and want and Nikki wrapped her arm around my waist and pulled me in close and into her body.I put one arm under head and put my fingers in her hair and put my other hand on her lower back just above her great ass. I felt Nikki’s tongue graze my lip lightly as an invitation. I respond by licking her lip and that’s were it all started.

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I woke up that morning already aroused. 2PM, that was what I told Mark, be here at 2PM and do whatever you want to me. ‘My body is yours to do whatever you want to it’ I can’t believe I told him that, but I trust him more than anyone I have ever trusted before. He is a good man and I want him, I want his body, his soul and his hard cock inside me!

I can’t believe I am talking like this, I have never been outgoing before, but since I began dating Mark I have changed. Some kind of animal lust has taken over me and I want him, I want him all the time. I want him naked and to be seen naked by other women so they can lust after his bare body and know that only I can have him!

My family was going away for the day to my little brother’s game. It was over an hour to drive there and the thing didn’t start until 2:30PM so there was ample time for Mark and I to . . . well, you know.

Waiting for that afternoon was the longest wait of my life, I wondered what he would do to me. I have never been in any kind of situation like this before and I was both nervous and totally hot!

I woke up and ate breakfast, but not too much because I already had a stomach full of butterflies. When I was finished eating I sat at the computer. I checked my usual sites, but I wasn’t paying attention to anything I was reading. I couldn’t get my mind off the coming event.

I checked Lisa’s photography website and saw that she had posted the nude photos of Mark. She had only posted the very best ones that fit the “story line” she was going for and I read some of the comments that were already posted. Many of the comments were about lighting, shadows, and all kinds of photography critiques, but there were also plenty of remarks on the nude male figure she had chosen—AKA “The Naked Swimmer”! I was so titillated from reading the words written about Mark’s hard body that I unconsciously began to touch myself “down there”.

Looking at the pictures again just got me more and more worked up, I didn’t want to orgasm yet, because I wasn’t sure if it would make it harder to later when he was here, so I checked my e-mail and tried to distract my urges.

Mark had sent me a short e-mail about his feelings for me, his love of my naked flesh, and all kinds of sexy things he wanted to make me feel today. I won’t share with you exactly what he said, because that is for me and me alone, but suffice it to say it was hotter than all hell.

I couldn’t take it; I couldn’t wait. I locked my bedroom door, pulled my clothes off and fingered myself like crazy right there! I came twice! That has never happened to me before.

I didn’t take a shower right after that. I wanted to be totally clean when Mark arrived so I would take my shower around 1:30PM. My parents asked me if I wanted to go to the game, but I made up an excuse and told them I wanted to stay home today. I told my Dad I was going to mow the lawn and that shut him up right there. That guy would let you do anything you wanted if you mowed the lawn for him!

I finished the lawn around 1:20ish just as my family was leaving. I was sweaty and smelling terrible, but in a kind of sexy way. I stripped off my clothes and took a shower. I cleaned every square inch of my body at least three times and I caught myself caressing more than scrubbing a few times.

When my shower was done I dried myself and walked nude from the bathroom to my bedroom. The cool air on my fresh skin felt amazing tecavüz porno and it gave me a shudder to know I would soon be this way in front of Mark. I faced my mirror and looked at my body. I smiled, pleased with my reflection. I ran to the closet and picked out a red sundress Mark had commented on before—he loved sundresses mainly because they showed so much skin. I put the dress on—and nothing else.

It was 1:53PM. He would be here soon. The waiting was killing me; the suspense was gnawing at my guts more than any suspense movie could ever have dreamed to accomplish.

I paced the room.

I put on some light music and became oblivious to the sound almost immediately. Then I remembered—the front door was locked. I ran downstairs and unlocked the door. As I did I saw Mark walking toward the house. He was carrying a paper bag. ‘What the hell is in there’, I thought, and I became even more nervous.

I was just going to stand there and let him in, but that’s not how I wanted this to go, so I ran back to my room. I heard the door open and close followed by the deadbolt clanking. I turned my back to my bedroom door and waited. Mark walked slowly up the stairs. I heard the paper bag open as he rummaged with whatever he had brought—’was he into sex toys?’ I hoped not, that is definitely not my thing.

I heard him stop outside my door. He put the paper bag down and it sounded like he was doing something. Then it hit me; he was taking his clothes off! As I instructed, I wanted him nude when he came into my room. I forgot all about that. I’m not sure why I told him that, but I did and being the great guy he is he complied.

I heard him enter the room. I kept my back to him. He hesitated, he placed something on my bed, then came close to me.

Important background information on me. I am one of those chicks that likes the modern day vampire books. Yes, I know they are stupid and more for girls than guys, yes I know they are a little on the effeminate side, but I love the idea of being ravaged by a beast. I like stories where the men are men and they “take” the woman. I have always fantasized about being “taken” by a man—or beast! And it was about to happen.

Mark came up behind me and I felt his hard warm penis press against my butt before any other part of his body. He held a flower in front of me, a daisy! I love daisies and he knows it. That’s what he had in the bag, not some perverted sex toy he knew I wouldn’t enjoy, but my favorite flower.

I love Mark! He is the very best.

I leaned forward and smelled the flower; a joyful moan escaped my lips. He put the flower in my hair and wrapped his arms around me. Mark sunk his face into my neck and kissed it. He sucked on my neck knowing he would leave a small hickey and I imagined my vampire lover sinking his teeth into me, penetrating me, making me his own. Mark’s hand slid up my front and fondled my breast, his other arm was still around my waist and he lifted my feet off the ground sucking my neck even harder. An explosion of nerves fired off throughout my entire body and I went limp in his grip. His naked penis pressed into my back and I imagined how wonderful that must have felt to him; the soft fabric of my dress and the weight of my body sliding up his hard shaft, that must feel amazing to a guy.

Then he leaned down and picked me up the traditional way and carried me to my bed. I was surprised and overwhelmed travesti porno when I caught a glimpse of my bed and saw that it was covered in daisies! He sat me down on the edge of my bed and sat behind me. He rubbed my shoulders. His cool hands worked up and down my back, they felt under the straps of my sundress and then slowly unzipped it. His fingers worked up and down my bare back as the shoulder straps fell onto the sides of my arms.

Mark slipped his hands under my butt and pulled at my dress. To my astonishment, he managed to pull my dress from under me and in one fell swoop; he pulled it over my head and threw it across the room. I now sat there naked on the edge of my bed with my lover behind me massaging my body.

His fingers kneaded into my skin and caressed me. They moved down to the crack of my bare butt, then Mark cupped his hands around my torso and glided them up under my arms as his fingertips brushed the side of my boobs. My loins were on fire now; my nipples were so hard I could almost imagine them firing off my body like missiles!

Mark pulled me back across the bed so that he was sitting with his back against the pillows with me sitting between his open legs. His hard dick resting itself against the small of my back and I could feel his warm, slick, pre-cum sticking to my skin.

He stroked my entire naked body, his hands were everywhere and I loved it.

He touched my breasts, down my stomach, and stopped just above my scorching pussy. He continued lightly kissing the back of my neck and then he lay back forcing me to do the same.

The music had stopped and the room fell silent broken only by the quiet whirling of the ceiling fan and our own breath.

I was lying with my back on top of his nakedness as his fingers tickled my mound. He was gentle. So gentle it almost hurt. Oceans of tingling stimulation spread throughout my abdomen as goosebumps erupted across my bare skin. The breeze from the ceiling fan attached itself to the sweat of my body and cooled my otherwise sweltering form.

His finger entered me and I gasped. Mark had his head resting on my shoulder much like I did to him the previous day. He looked down the front of my body and saw what female masturbation looks like. He watched as his fingers sunk deep inside my body, his other hand lightly rubbing my nipples, his lips gently rubbing the surface of my neck.

I was in erotic splendor. I felt like my body might detonate in a million atoms and destroy the universe from an overexposure of physical pleasure.

Mark really knew what he was doing.

My heart was racing, my toes were curling, and I was moaning his name over and over like a cat in heat. Electrical shocks of euphoria were ravishing my naked body.

An orgasm thundered through my mid-section and my entire body tensed up. I felt every single muscle in my immortal soul for one delightful, joyous, sensual moment tighten and explode. Then as I relaxed I orgasmed again!

I was breathless, sweating; my heart was thudding in my chest. I looked down and watched as my bare breasts undulated under my heavy breathing. I don’t think I was ever so aroused by the sight of my own glistening nude body before that moment. Perhaps because I was seeing it as Mark saw it; and he loved it. I could feel his dick throbbing harder and harder as he rubbed it into my back under the weight of my bare skin.

Then he dropped xhamster porno me off his body and rolled around to face me. This was the first time I had actually looked at him and he had a look of pure wanton desire in his eyes. He grabbed my legs and threw them over his shoulders. He planted his face into my labia as his tongue slipped in and licked my sexual fluid. He pleasured me with his mouth for a long time, licking, sucking, and rubbing his lips across me. I writhed under his lust; I have never felt such fire in my body before. I orgasmed again and again. I didn’t know it was possible to feel this way.

My body was overcome with an almost unbearable passion.

Mark was fucking me raw and I loved it! I started to realize I was that girl that you hear about, the one that is so repressed that when she lets loose she really lets loose. My mind was filled with the word fuck!

I wanted to fuck. I wanted to be fucked, I wanted to fuck him, and I wanted us to fuck like fucking feral fucking beasts.

FUCK!

Mark came up for air and climbed up to face me. He sunk his tongue into my mouth and I tasted my own sex on him.

Then his fingers found my aching pussy again and sunk in, he began rubbing me harder and harder while his other fingers pressed on the outside of the same area. I fell back in agonizing ecstasy, my back arched, my head resting against the bed my legs were folded over with my pelvis thrusting toward him as he rubbed me, unmercifully. I screamed at the top of my lungs as I orgasmed more than ever before. My body actually spasmed after that last one and I really thought I couldn’t take anymore

Then he gave me a break. Mark snuggled up against me and spooned with my body. He very gently nuzzled me and grazed my skin with his light touch. He rubbed his fingers across my belly and said such sweet things to me. This guy really is a romance novel—and he is all mine!

I don’t know how long we laid there, but I could have stayed that way forever. Then slowly but surely Mark started rubbing my body more and more, his kisses turned from soft and gentle to passionate yet again. His dick never softened, but seemed to harder even more than before—he is insatiable.

Among the daisies on my bed Mark had placed a condom and he now opened it. I took it from him and carefully fitted it over his inflexible penis, just like I learned in sex class. His eyes found mine and we both realized this was the moment. This was the point we haven’t arrived at before now.

Mark kissed me very sensitively once more then carefully slid his hard cock into me. The feeling was amazing. My sex closed around his penis and I could feel it making its way further and further into me. We locked our lips together and played with our tongues as Mark slowly began pumping his pulsating dick into my body.

I loved it. I looked at him and saw an expression of pure ecstasy on his face.

Then, just as I thought to myself that this day could not get any better, it got a whole lot worse. To my horror I heard my Father’s car door slam, followed by two other doors slamming.

My family was home.

“HOLY FUCK!” I yelled and pushed Mark off me. I totally panicked. If my Father caught us he would murder Mark so many times he would never survive it and Mark knew it. He jumped up and tried to figure out what to do as my family entered the house. I ran to the hallway to retrieve his clothes, the paper bag and anything else that would give us away. I had a sheet wrapped around me and grabbed Mark’s stuff as I caught a glimpse of the shapes of my Mother, Father and Brother entering the house. When I turned around to give Mark his clothes I was shocked to see he already climbed out of the bedroom window!

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The dappled sunlight begged it’s way through the leaves and soaked through her warm, brown skin. She yawned contently and adjusted her skimpy string bikini. Summer always made her happy, she could sit out in the sun and tan, getting her daily dose of vitamin D. The jasmine that crept over the fence smelt exotic, taking her away to a far away place.

She stood up, picking up her glass, walking towards the back door. The house felt so cool, and the tiles beneath her feet seemed ice cold. She looked at the clock: 2 pm. Good. She still had 4 hours before her husband Marco and her were going out to dinner. Today was their 4th wedding anniversary, and they always celebrated by going to ‘Del Mattinas’, their favourite Italian restaurant.

She walked towards the bathroom, not bothering to close the door, removing her bikini, and looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was 26; her smooth Latin features made her a stunning beauty. She touched her skin; it was still warm from her day out in the sun. She touched her breasts, imagining they were his hands, stroking her nipples until they were erect. She let her hair down from the butterfly clip, and her hair fell gracefully around her shoulders. She walked over to the shower, and turned it on, adjusting the temperature to lukewarm. The water cascading over her body felt like one hundred wet hands stroking her to arousal. Her right hand brushed down her body, until it reached her hot clit. How she longed to feel Marco’s touch, his strong hands stroking her skin even so gently. She slowly began circling her clit, her body tingling. Her left hand caressed her smooth breasts, and she closed her eyes, her desire increasing.

She didn’t hear him enter the front door, and now he had the best view in the house. His woman was masturbating for him; he was practically cumming in his pants. He quietly removed his clothes, and sound unheard by her through the running water and her moaning. He walked up to the shower stall and gently tapped on the glass.

“You need any help in there?” He seductively asked.

She spun around in fright, but when she saw his naked body on the other side of the glass, she exhaled slowly, and opened the door.

“Are you trying to give me a heart attack? You scared the shit outta me!” She said, trying to sound angry, but she was laughing.

“Actually, I’m here to give you a helping hand…or any other body part you desire. Although you seem to be handling everything quite well on your own” he said, winking, and he stepped forward into the shower and grabbed her around the waist, kissing her neck. “Can I wash you?”

She leant her head back and moaned, his cool lips against her warm skin made her suck in a breath in shock. He reached past her and grabbed the loofah and the body wash, and languidly began washing her body, his hands gliding over her curves. He turned her around, so her back was facing him, and began stroking her breasts. He gently pulled at her nipples, their erectness stood out from under the foamy soapiness. His left hand snaked down her belly, circling her belly button, and then his fingers began weaving amongst her long, black pubic hair. She moaned as his talented fingers slipped through her labia, finding their way hungrily towards her pussy. She moved her hips to grant him better access, and he slipped two fingers into her hot, wet pussy. He kissed her neck as he explored her pussy, stroking the walls until he found her g-spot.

“Damn, that feels so good. Don’t stop.” She moaned breathlessly, moving her hips against his hands, as she felt her climax rising. “Oooh, I’m going to cum…”

He moved his hands faster, his thumb finding her clit. He could feel her body tense; she was about to orgasm. He circled her clit faster, her knees nearly buckling under her weight, and her body exploded into an intense orgasm. His fingers probed deep into her spasming pussy, it was now dripping with wetness. She pulled his fingers away from her and turned around to face him, hungrily kissing his lips. He kissed her back intensely, their tongues probing deep into each other’s mouths. His cock was hard and she hadn’t even touched it yet. He turned off the shower and pulled her out of the stall. They hurriedly dried each other off, and they worked their way into their bedroom, kissing passionately. She climbed up onto the bed, getting on her hands and knees:

“I want you to fuck me, now.” She said to him, almost in desperation. He climbed onto the bed, rubbing his hands over her nice, round ass. He placed the tip of his cock against her wet hole, and pressed the head only in slightly. Her back arched, and she tried to pull his hips towards her, but he resisted, he wanted to tease.

“Please, I want to feel you deep inside my pussy, fill up my cunt.”

He grabbed her hips and thrust inside her, going in the whole way in one swift stroke. He slowly began pumping inside her, retracting his cock nearly the whole way, before pushing his whole cock in again. She reached her tecavüz porno hand back and began fondling his balls. He grunted loudly and thrust harder, pushing deeper into her love hole. He could feel his arousal rising and he reached forward to fondle her breasts.

He pulled out of her, pushed her gently down onto her back, and thrust deep into her pussy. She moaned loudly, and he leant down and took her left nipple hungrily into his mouth, running his tongue around her little bud. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, and snaked her hands around his shoulders, up his neck, until she was pulling his hair; pulling his mouth harder onto her erect nipple. They were both panting hard now, softly moaning. She pulled his lips off her nipple, and kissed him passionately, her tongue swirling past his lips. He thrust harder; he was close. He pulled his torso slightly away from hers, and began gently rubbing her clit again, it was still engorged from her previous orgasm, and she purred into his mouth, stifling a loud moan. The movement of his huge cock in her pussy, and his fingers on her clit, bought her close to cumming again. He slowed down his movements; he wanted to feel her cum first, her cunt walls massaging his cock always brought him to an intense orgasm. She arched her back off the bed, pulling her legs tighter around his waist. She groaned as her body shook into orgasm, her eyes closed, her breath heavy. He grunted as his cock pulsated in orgasm; her pussy was so tight. He came deep in her pussy, their juices mixing. He breathed heavily as his orgasm subsided, rolling over onto his back, and pulling her into his big strong arms. Her eyes were still closed, and she nuzzled into his neck to regain her breath.

“I think I need another shower,” she whispered into his ear, trailing off, still finding her breath.

She leant back and looked him deep in the eyes, her eyes glazed with an intense passion. She pulled his face up to hers, and kissed him hard. She lay back down in his arms and relaxed with the warm afterglow. She gently nuzzled into his neck, giving him light kisses and licks along his jugular. She sat up and stroked his taut belly. He had a bit of chest hair but his belly was almost completely smooth; except for the odd strand of hair and his ‘snail trail’.

“I think I’m going to start getting ready. Wanna join me to a nice warm bath?” She looked him in with a sparkle of cheekiness, her hand briefly brushing over his cock. “Though, I’m not sure I’d be able to keep my hands off you, so we might end being late for our reservation.”

“I’d promise to keep my hands to myself…” He winked at her, “but I think I’d break it.” He pulled her back onto him, and kissed her hungrily, tasting her delicious lips. She pulled away, and laughed, jumping up and walking towards the ensuite. He could hear her turn on the bath, and she came and stood in the doorway.

“So are you coming?” She asked, insistent he join her, “It’s a bubble bath…” she trailed off, giving him an enticing look. She was so sexy, how could he resist. He reached into the top draw of his bedside table and pulled out a blindfold.

“How about you get in the bath, put this on, and wait for me, Ysabela. You’ll find out whether I’m going to join you…” Walking over to her, he gave her the blindfold, and kissed her deeply. They wrapped their arms around each other, and increased the intensity of the kiss, but he gradually pulled away, teasing her by slightly licking over her lips.

“And remember to put on the blindfold.” He walked out of the room, looking back over his shoulder as he went through the doorjamb. This is insane, she thought, as she walked towards the bathroom door, but when she climbed into the bath, she obediently put on the blindfold, a powerful feeling of excitement washed over her. He was always coming up with erotic games to play, always knowing what she liked…and how she liked it.

She sat in the tub patiently, waiting for a cue from Marco. 2 minutes passed. 5 minutes passed. She was getting impatient. Just when she nearly lost patience, she heard him walk into the room. He was trying to be quiet, but because she could no longer rely on her vision, her other senses had heightened.

“Oh, so you are going to join me after all?” She smugly said. Then she felt his hand running up her arm. He pulled her arm out of the water, and languidly kissed down her arm, until he was lightly sucking on the tips of her fingers.

“I’m not going to join you, I just want to wash you. I’ve set out some clothes I want you to wear tonight, so when you’ve finished bathing; I want you to change into them. I’ve got some more surprises for you, but you’ll get them after dinner. Consider them dessert.” He was still sucking on her fingers, pulling at the skin ever-so-slightly with his tongue. He reached over her, and got the sponge, and dreamily began washing her neck, shoulders and breasts. She leant back against the back of the bath, and travesti porno enjoyed the delicious sensations. He slowly worked his way down her body, making sure not to miss any of the ‘vital’ areas. When he reached her feet, he gently pulled her right leg out of the water, and while supporting it with his hands; he bent down and drew her big toe into his mouth, sucking hungrily. She purred, feeling his tongue exploring the skin. The sensations she felt were amazing, she could’ve come right then, but he pulled her toe out of his mouth, latching onto the other one, the intensity rising once again inside of her. She slowly stroked her hands up and down her own flesh, feeling her own heat. She was getting very close to cumming, but he back away, leaning up to her ear, and said:

“You can get ready now, my pet. I’ll be waiting in the kitchen for you.”

With that, he got up and took off her blindfold, and helped her out of the bath. He dried her off, and then walked out of the bathroom. She went over to the vanity and searched for her ‘Paris’ body lotion. She liberally applied the lotion over her still moist skin, knowing he found the scent irresistible. She then sprayed herself with the ‘Paris’ eau de cologne, to finish. She brushed her hair and then applied her makeup, completing her sexy look. When she walked into the bedroom and saw what Marco had chosen for her to wear, she couldn’t help laughing. Lying on the bed was her black thigh-high stockings, suspender belt, a black lacy bra with matching g-string, black high heels and a little black figure-hugging dress. She got dressed, accenting her outfit with some jewellery that Marco had given her for her last birthday. When she was completely dressed, she went to find Marco in the Kitchen. He had been getting dressed while she was, in the guest bedroom, and was sitting at the kitchen table wearing a dark red shirt, red and black tie, and black trousers. She could smell him from the doorway; he was wearing ‘Latitude-Longitude’, the cologne that drove her crazy with desire. He looked up, and smiled when he saw her. She looked so beautiful.

He stood up and walked towards her, “You look absolutely amazing,” grabbing her around the waist. “Shall we get going?”

“Yeah, I’m all ready.” She smiled at him.

They entered the restaurant, and were swiftly escorted to their table by the host. Their table was in an intimate little booth, towards the back of the restaurant, out of the sight of other diners and passer-by’s. They sat at the table and were both poured a glass of Champagne. Clinking their glasses together, they each took a small mouthful of the bubbling liquid, instantly heightening their arousal. Marco reached across the table and grabbed her hand, stroking the smooth flesh with his long fingers. She looked deep into his eyes; she could see the flames from the candles dancing in his dark eyes.

“Happy anniversary, my beautiful wife.” He said, pulling her hand up to stroke his face, “I wouldn’t be the man I am now, if it wasn’t for you,” and kissed her hand.

She melted at his words, and for an instant was too choked up to say anything. She could feel tears brimming in her eyes. “And I wouldn’t be the woman I am now, if it wasn’t for you.” She leant across the table and kissed him lightly on the lips. “I love you.” She said.

“I love you too” he replied.

The waiter came to their table, bringing a big plate of their favourite dish, and two forks. “Enjoy your meal,” he said, giving the both of them a knowing look. She looked at Marco, nearly laughing, as he passed her one of the forks.

“Now. I was thinking, just eating a meal can be romantic, but feeding each other is even sexier.” His eyes were twinkling with cheekiness, and he dug his fork into the pasta. “You can taste test.” He brought the fork up, and she opened her mouth, pulling the pasta off the fork in a deliberately sensual way.

“Mmmm…good,” she closed her eyes, savouring the taste, moaning slightly “Here you try it.” Ysabela, then fed him a bit, trying not to giggle. They continued to feed each other, taking sips of champagne in between. They kept their eyes on each other, making love with their eyes; arousing each other with their silent need. The champagne began to take affect, and it became harder to keep their forks level when directing it to the others mouth. They got a few envious looks from couples from other tables, their laughter floating around the small restaurant. When they finished the meal, the waiter came to the table to collect their plate, and turned to Marco and said:

“Have a good evening, hope we’ll be seeing you again here soon.” He left with the plate, and Ysabela gave Marco an inquisitive look as if to say “No dessert?” Marco just smiled, shushed her and took her hand. He stood up, helped her out of her chair, and they walked out of the restaurant to the car. Once they were sitting in the car, Ysabela went to say something, but he interrupted her, “No talking xhamster porno my sweet, all your questions will be answered when we get home.”

The drive home was completely silent. Marco’s hand had wandered to Ysabela’s knee, and he gently stroked the sensitive flesh. He kept his eyes on the road the whole trip home, not looking at her once. She, on the other hand, was looking deep into his face, trying to work out what he had in store for her. His mysterious dark eyes concealed all. He was deliberately driving slowly, dragging out her rising sexual frustration. They reached their house, and he got out, telling her not to move. She sat in her seat, and he came around and opened her car door: “This way, my lady”. He grinned at her, and ushered her to the house.

“I’ve got a few things to prepare, so I hope you don’t mind sitting in the lounge while I attend to the task at hand.” He told her. “Get comfortable, and I’ll get you another glass of champagne.”

She sat on the chaise lounge, reclining back sexily on her side. When he came back into the room, he nearly stopped. She pulled her dress up so the top of her left thigh-high was showing, her hair cascading over her shoulders. He grinned and walked over and gave her the glass, leaning down to kiss her. “I promise I wont take long.”

She sat on the couch, slowly sipping her champagne; her head felt light, her body felt warm. She wondered what he was up to; she couldn’t hear any noises in the house except her own breathing. Her heart was pounding with both excitement and anticipation. After about 10 minutes, he emerged from the kitchen, slowly walked over to where she sat, and perched on the edge of the chaise. He had removed his tie; undoing the top two buttons, and had rolled the sleeves of his shirt up.

“Now, first we’re going to have to get you out of those clothes. I want you to strip for me.” He winked at her, running his fingers up her stockinged leg, tugging at the elastic band at the top, as though to start her off. She smiled and stood up, placing her hands on his shoulders, pushing him back into the chaise. “Just sit back and enjoy.”

Ysabela walked over to the stereo, and put on a CD. Swaying her hips seductively to the beat, she worked her way back over to Marco, standing right in front of him; she placed her high-heeled foot on his lap, and told him to take off her heel. She then swapped legs, and made him do the same with her other heel, gently massaging his semi-hard cock with her foot. She spun around and sat down in his lap, “Can you unzip me?” she asked, glancing sexily over her shoulder, giving him a sexy smirk. He unhurriedly unzipped her dress, kissing the back of her neck as he did so; his moist lips brushing over her warm spine. She stood before him, her back to him, and little by little let the silk dress fall from her body, the dress falling into a pool of light fabric at the base of her feet. She flicked the dress aside with her right foot, and look back into Marco’s eyes; his arousal was visible in both his face and his rising cock. She ran her hands up and down her body, moaning with her own touch. She undid the suspenders from her stockings, and gradually rolled them down her silken legs. Slowly she pulled each stocking off her leg, bending over and giving him a good view of her round, taut ass. Moving her hips subtly to the music, she pulled the suspender belt down her legs; standing in front of him in only her bra and g-string. She ran her hands over her body, brushing over her pussy and breasts. She undid her bra, letting it fall quickly to the ground; kneading the flesh with her hands, and then removed her g-string; she now stood completely naked.

“What would you like me to do now, my darling?” She flashed him a seductive look, her black hair framing her brunette face.

“Now you can take off my clothes.” He told her, easing back into the chaise. She submissively knelt before him, undoing his belt and fly. She tugged his pants down, until they were completely off, and then removed his socks. She stood up and sat astride his lap, kissing his neck softly as she undid the buttons on his shirt. Her right hand reached inside his shirt to play with his nipples, pulling them roughly. She pulled the shirt off his arms and focused on his boxers. “Lift your hips,” she almost ordered, and she took them off. They now sat together completely naked, and he kissed her cheek and asked:

“Are you ready for dessert now?” She nodded, and he led her to the kitchen. On the floor he had placed a tarpaulin, and an old blanket, and he had set up a picnic. Her mouth dropped, and all she could do was stare. He led her to the blanket and sat her down, handing her yet another glass of champagne. Surrounding her were bowls of strawberries, grapes, pieces of chocolate, cream, and other edible delicacies. She grinned at him and grabbed a strawberry, taking a bite from its soft flesh and then kissed him, sharing the taste with his tongue. He then reached for the cream and rubbed a dollop into her breasts, leaning down to lick it off the smooth skin. He gently pushed her onto her back, and reached for the chocolate sauce. He drew a love heart around her belly button and then licked it off, sucking the flesh with his warm lips. She arched her back, purring at his touch.

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