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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Chapter 1 – Patty

Note: I’m posting some of the journal entries from my college years. In case you were wondering the stories are mostly true. Cheers!

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I had taken a few years off from college after my freshman year to bum around Europe and South America. By the time I returned to school most of my friends were nearly ready to graduate or had already moved on with their lives. I moved in with two friends from high school, Steve and Pete who were in their last year of school. Both had steady girlfriends so they weren’t much interested in going uptown and picking up babes. Steve’s girlfriend, Pat, lived with three other girls and she offered to set me up. I would have much rather gotten into her panties as she was hot. She was about five feet, six inches with medium length blond hair a nice round ass and medium sized tits. If Steve hadn’t have found her first I would have been all over her.

The first roommate they set me up with was Karen. She was tall and skinny with short dark hair. She was a nice enough girl but was apparently saving her virginity for her 2nd or 3rd year of marriage. In short we weren’t looking for the same things.

Kathleen was next. She was short and fat but very pleasant. If she’d been interested in spreading her legs on the first date we might have had some laughs. I wasn’t interested in investing the time to see if she fucked; I was looking for a babe who would put out on the first date.

The third roommate they set me up with was Patty. She was an inch or two shorter than Karen and a bit more svelt than Kathleen. She wasn’t in the least bit pretty but she had what looked to be a great set of tits, which met my number one criteria. I didn’t much care what a girl looked like as long as she had big tits and was easy. Steve told me she had a boyfriend back home but had told Pat she really wanted to go out with me. I took that as an encouraging sign.

We had a date on Friday. Pete was gone for the weekend to visit his girlfriend, Kathy, and Steve was staying at Pat’s apartment so I invited Patty over to our place for drinks. I rode over to the girl’s apartment with Steve. We hung out there and drank a bottle of wine. Patty was a great girl. I’d rather have been going home with Pat but, at that point, I was happy to get a chance to score with just about any chick. When we finished the wine Patty said she was ready to go.

She grabbed a small overnight bag and we were out of there. “I hope you don’t mind,” she explained on the walk back to my place, “but Pat and I share a room. When Steve stays over I end up on the couch and I’d much rather sleep in a bed.”

“No problem, ” I told her, “I think we have a spare bed.”

“Perhaps if you get me drunk enough,” she said, holding on to my arm, “you might be able to talk me into your bed. Who knows, this might work out well for everyone.”

This date certainly was getting off to a great start. We made it to my place and I asked her what she wanted to drink. “Are you trying to get me drunk?” she asked.

“You bet your ass I am,” I laughed.

“Then I’ll have a vodka on the rocks,” she said with a wink.

I grabbed two large glasses, added a few ice cubes and started pouring the vodka. “Say when,” I said. She waited until the glass was full before she looked at me and said, “When.”

Between the two glasses I had poured nearly half a fifth of vodka. “Cheers,” she said, raising her glass and drank most of it. She sat the glass on the counter, reached down and pulled off her shirt. She grinned and said, “I think I’m drunk enough. Why escort esenler don’t we find your room and we can play show and tell.”

I led her on back and stood with my mouth agape as she reached behind her back, unsnapped her bra, and let it slide to the floor. I could barely believe this was happening. Patty had the biggest set of tits I had ever seen up close and personal. Well, to confess, you could count on one hand the number of naked girl’s tits I had seen in person. They jutted out from her chest and gently sagged from their sheer weight. “Those, madam,” I told her, “are the most beautiful set of tits I have ever seen.”

“Thanks but it’s your turn,” she slurred, “I better sit down.”

She fell into the bed and sat watching eagerly as I fumbled with my pants. I was pretty drunk myself so it took me awhile to lose my drawers. When I did finally drop them to the floor I heard Patty catch her breath. “Oh my,” she whispered, “you’re fucking huge.” I hadn’t been naked in front of too many girls so I had to take her word for it. I knew my cock was big but I hadn’t spent a lot of time thinking about it. She reached out and gently stroked me as if worried it might be a mirage. “How big are you?” she asked.

“I’ve never thought about it,” I replied.

She got up and started rummaging through my desk. “Do you have a ruler in here?” she asked. She actually found one and came over and held it up to my dick. “Holy shit!” she exclaimed, “ten inches. That’s at least 3″ longer than I’ve ever had. What are you doing for the rest of your life?”

“Fucking you if I’m lucky,” I smiled.

“Oh we’re both going to be lucky,” she grinned. She pushed me over on the bed and crawled on top of me. She stopped at my cock and started licking my shaft like a giant lollipop. I hadn’t been laid in over a year and I knew it would only take about 30 seconds of her doing that and I’d be cuming all over. I didn’t want her to know what a geek I was; I was hoping to be able to fuck her again sometime. I did the only thing I could think of. I grabbed her and rolled her chubby ass over saying, “Ladies first.”

“Ooh,” she purred as she spread her legs, “a gentleman.”

Not really. I didn’t want to cum the instant her lips touched my cock and show her what a rookie I was. I wanted her to think I knew how to use my 10″ cock so perhaps she’d want to fuck again sometime. So I found myself licking her huge, flabby tits for a few moments before running my tongue down towards the main attraction. She had a brown bushy pussy which already was moist with anticipation. This was the first pussy I had ever licked so I took my time. I licked down one inner thigh and back up the other. I found the pungent odor tantalizing.

“You’re making me so fucking hot,” Patty moaned, “I love a man who knows his way around a pussy.”

I decided to run with it, saying, “I like to take my time and make sure I do a thorough job.”

“I like,” she purred, grabbing the back of my head and pulling me into her pussy. I found her luscious lips and licked off the droplets of cum that had formed. Patty was the first girl I had ever tasted and I found her delicious. I drove my tongue deep inside her and flicked it back and forth. Patty thrust her pussy against my face and whimpered as she came. It was something between a moan and a cry and it was cute the way each spasm forced a cry from her lips.

I lay between her legs and lazily licked the drops of cum from her slit as she lay on the bed panting. “That was wonderful,” she moaned, running bayan escort istanbul her hands through my hair.

“I can keep going if you like,” I replied.

“Oh my,” she sighed, “that would be like a dream come true. Most guys don’t like to spend much time down there.”

“Most guys are dweebs then,” I grinned, “I love making you come. And, quite frankly, you taste delicious.”

She moaned her appreciation as my lips discovered her clit. I squeezed it and pulled at it with my lips. As I stroked it with the tip of my tongue Patty went nuts. I thought she had had herself a good orgasm the first time but this time her screams were louder, her body shivered more violently, and it seemed to go on for ever. Not only that but she started trying to scoot away from me on the bed. I grabbed her around the hips and pulled her back to my lips. I sucked her clit and pussy until she finally stopped squirming around on the bed.

I finished licking all the cum I could as she caught her breath. “No more!” she finally moaned, “fill me with cock, baby.”

I slowly worked my way up her body, stopping to sample her ample tits while the tip of my cock played tag with her clit. She reached down, grabbed my cock, and gently rubbed it against her clit, nearly giving herself another orgasm before she slipped the tip between her pussy lips.

“Take it nice and slow, hon,” she sighed, “we’re going to fuck many, many times but we only get to fuck for the first time once.”

I was thrilled that she thought I was worthy of fucking again but she did have a very good point. I slowed to a snail’s pace and savored the feeling of every millimeter of my cock slipping into her slippery wet pussy. The two or three times I had fucked before it had been over almost before it started. I was looking forward to learning from more from Patty but right then my cock was nearly half way into Patty’s pussy and it was feeling darn good.

“Oh fuck baby that’s good,” Patty sighed.

“You took the words right out of my mouth,” I replied.

We both looked down and saw just over half my cock was buried inside her hot pussy. “That’s just about as much cock as I’ve ever had inside me,” she grinned. We stopped and listened to our hearts pounding for several moments before she added, “OK, baby, slip me another inch.” I leaned forward and slid my tongue into her mouth while sliding another inch of cock into her throbbing pussy. I still had another 2 or 3 inches to go but I started slowly fucking her with the 7 or 8 inches she already had.

She started breathing heavier and moaning a little bit around my tongue that was still in her mouth. I removed my tongue and she started to cum again, muttering, “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” over and over. Just as it seemed as if her orgasm was peaking and her body tensed all up I rammed my cock all the way home and ground my hips into hers. The fucking bitch screamed so loud she nearly broke my eardrum. I did the only thing I could think of doing; I started ramming my cock in and out of her pussy with every inch of my fiber. The porky slut dug her fingernails into my back deep enough to draw blood as her body went wild. Her hips were thrusting up to meet my cock while the rest of her body shook like Jell-O. I latched my teeth onto a nipple and hung on for the ride. After 10 or 15 minutes of earth shattering fucking I started shooting load after load of cum deep into her red hot pussy.

After what seemed like an eternity we both stopped cuming. I rolled off of her chubby body and lay beside her panting as cum escort merter dripped from her pussy. “How was that for you?” I asked.

“I don’t know for sure,” she smiled, “I zoned out there for awhile. I think we may have to try that a few hundred more times until we get it right.” I laughed. “How about right now?” she added, crawling down to where my cum covered cock was slowly shrinking. After licking off the cum she took me into her mouth and started sucking me back to life. I was still horny as fuck so it didn’t take her long to suck my cock back to full strength. She removed my cock from her mouth and rolled over on her hands and knees. “Fuck me doggie, baby,” she sighed.

I had never fucked a girl doggie before but it wasn’t hard to figure out what she had in mind. I crawled up behind her and slipped my cock between her legs. Patty reached back and guided my cock back into her sloppy, wet pussy. Her cunt was wet and warm and my cock easily slid back in. I grabbed her by the hips and started slapping my cock in and out of her pussy. Patty responded instantly by shoving her ass back to meet my every thrust. This was a good way to fuck. The slapping sound my hips made crashing into her chubby ass was intoxicating and I loved the way her ponderous tits flew back and forth in sync with our bodies crashing together.

I reached around and held out my hands so that her rock hard nipples grazed my palms each time her tits swung to or fro. Patty was grunting like a perverted tennis player shouting, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” each time my cock slammed into her pussy. As my hands slowly tightened around her luscious tits her shouts grew louder and higher pitched. It was only after 15 or 20 minutes of good, ass-pounding fucking that her entire body began to shake in yet another orgasm. I hung onto her tits, pinching her nipples between my fingers and continued slamming my cock deep into her pussy until her body slowed to a slow quiver and her screams trailed off. I discovered I rather enjoyed making a girl have an orgasm. It was fun to watch Patty’s body contort, listed to her screams, and feel her pussy tighten around the shaft of my cock. I resolved then and there that I would dedicate my college years to giving as many girls orgasms as I possibly could. We were slowly fucking back and forth with long, slow, deep strokes as I gave Patty a chance to regain her composure. I discovered that if I leaned down around her back and pulled a tit over I could get a nipple between my teeth to lick, suck, and bite. Patty seemed to appreciate the attention as I went from side to side giving each tit equal attention. It wasn’t long before she was thrusting her ass back against my dick again and moaning louder and louder.

I dropped her tit from my mouth, grabber her hips and started slamming my cock into her pussy with great force. Patty was ready to go again, shouting, “That’s right, baby, fuck my ass off. Fuck yes. Fuck. Fuck…” We got back into a hard, fast rhythm as we fucked with even greater fervor than before. I had never experienced a fuck as good as Patty and I knew she was going to be able to show me a lot in the weeks, months, and years ahead but right then I was getting ready to show her hot, fucking pussy another load of hot, sticky cum. At the height of her orgasm I slammed my cock as deep as it would go and held on to her hips as I squirted shot after shot of cum against the back of her pussy. About half way through my ejaculation, I started ramming my cock in and out, stuffing my cum yet deeper insider her. This time when we finished cuming we lay side by side on the bed panting.

“That was simply amazing,” I managed to gasp between breaths.

Patty reached down and gently stroked my shrinking cock and replied, “I think we’re going to be great friends. If I drop off to sleep be sure and wake me later with your cock in my pussy.” With that she drifted off to sleep.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Author’s Note: Some of you may have already read this piece under NapalmHeat. However, due to some technical issues that I was unable to resolve, I have been unable to access that account to upload subsequent stories, so I am reposting Part 1 under this new handle and will add the sequel in a day or two. Thanks for the positive feedback for this story; I hope the rest of the series meets with your approval as well. Enjoy!

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I work in the career center at a small, private college. I spend my days teaching resume and cover letter writing, and helping students figure out what they want to do for the rest of their lives. It is a very rewarding job, which is good, as the pay is not. There are some great benefits, though. The big one, after great health insurance, is that I am assailed daily with the sights and smells of gorgeous co-eds.

Smart, 18-22 year old women are a delight. They are fun to talk with, they flirt even when they don’t mean to, and they need no particular reason to wear tight clothes, other than the fact that they have firm, young bodies. Even if it is 20 degrees outside, that just gives them the excuse to wear yoga pants instead of short shorts.

Being professional is obviously part of my job, as I’m supposed to be teaching students how to act in a professional manner so they can get a job. But sometimes these women make it so hard.

There’s one woman in particular, her name is Ainsley. She is stunning – 5’6″, brown hair cut just above the shoulders so you can see plenty of her luscious neck, with icy grey-green eyes. She’s got great legs and a round, firm ass, sculpted from years of horseback riding. She’s also got great tits; large, firm, and screaming to be grasped. I’ve always enjoyed working with her, not just looking at her. We hit it off immediately, both recognizing that sarcasm is the best way to communicate. Her sassy attitude, coupled with her southern drawl, makes her incredibly sexy. Of course, her constant, playful flirting with me doesn’t hurt either. I do my best to not encourage it, but I certainly take pleasure in it.

While I may always enjoy looking at her and the many other gorgeous women on campus, I never realistically imagine being with any of them. Fantasties? Oh yes, I’ve had many, but really being with them, nah…

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Today, like many others, I walk into our campus grill, for lunch, and I see Ainsley sitting by herself in a corner booth. As I would normally do for any student I work with regularly, I walk over to say hi. As I do, it is immediately apparent something is wrong; Ainsley has been crying, looks exhausted, and is staring blankly at her food.

“Ainsley?! What happened?! I ask, concerned.

“My boyfriend dumped me last night.”

Her normally mischievous and sexy eyes look hollow as she stares up at me.

I am honestly shocked; Ainsley had been seeing some guy from home as long as I’ve known her – I assumed they would marry someday. (Of course I was jealous as hell of him for fucking Ainsley).

“Oh my God Ainsley, I’m so sorry! What…why?” I really feel bad for her; lusting over a woman is one thing, but I’m not a heartless dick and don’t want to see her hurting like this.

“…I really don’t know why; he said something about it being about him and not me, but…that’s such a crock of shit. His own mother called later and said she had no idea what the hell was going on.”

I sit down across from her in the booth and just shake my head at her sympathetically. I reach out and lay my hand on top of hers saying, “I’m really sorry Ainsley and I can see how much you are hurting. If you need anything at all, even a chair to sit and cry in, my office is open.”

After looking me in the eyes for a few moments, I begin to see a spark of life return. Her eyes are like books, they are captivating and tell you everything in her mind and soul at once.

“Thanks, that helps a lot.” Ainsley whispers and actually manages a small smile, which must be incredibly hard at the moment. It makes me light up, and I think she knows it. I smile back, squeeze her hand for a second, and then head back to my office, leaving her with her thoughts.

I don’t see Ainsley at the grill at her usual time the next two days and I begin to worry, so once I return home after work, I send her a text:

Me: Been thinking about you and I am missin some sass! Seriously though, I hope you are doing better. My office is open anytime for you.

I receive an almost immediate response:

Ainsley: Thx, I’m missin giving you some sass! Can I stop by at 11 tomorrow?

I checked my calendar and was glad to see I was open then:

Me: Definitely; come on by!

Ainsley: c u then 🙂

As I turn in for bed, I lay here, struggling to sleep. I am feeling guilty as I keep seeing images of Ainsley in my mind and keep fantasizing about her. After a while, finally, sleep overtakes me.

Ainsley is sitting in my office escort bahçelievler and while she is talking in halting phrases about the break-up, I am failing hopelessly to not stare at her legs, covered only in short, tight gym shorts. She has a tank top on that is stretched around her ample globes.

Finally she is done talking, waiting for me to respond. I somehow, in my daze, manage to say something that must have come across as empathetic and reassuring, because suddenly I find that we are both standing and that she is hugging me tightly; thanking me for helping her. Her breasts press into me and they feel incredible. I hug her back tightly and then give her a chaste kiss on the cheek, to show that I care. In the next moment, she looks me in the eye and then her lips are pressed against mine.

I gasp for a moment, lock eyes with her, and then hungrily kiss her back. My hands slide up her back and I press into her as our tongues seek each other out.

Ainsley shifts her legs apart to steady herself and I move my right leg into the space between them. She moans as my knee pushes into her and sucks in her breath as my hands slide down behind the elastic band of her shorts, grabbing on to her ass; a soft shell with a firmness underneath…paradise.

Ainsley begins moving her body against my leg; humping my thigh, as our mouths fight each other. I can feel the heat from her pussy as she slides her silky shorts against me. I can hear gasps and urgent grunts as she tries to find release. I suddenly feel her vibrate; her body spasms as a small orgasm takes her. I’m shocked that it happened so quickly.

She pauses for a second and backs away a step as my hands reluctantly let go of her glorious ass cheeks. I suddenly get very concerned that she is going “wake up” and realize what we just did.

Instead, Ainsley looks at me, smirks with her typical sarcastic expression, and then drops to her knees, while grasping at the belt to my pants. I shudder in anticipation as she quickly loosens the buckle, undoes the button and pulls my pants and boxer briefs down all at once.

My achingly stiff rod springs out immediately to her obvious pleasure. Without using her hands, she leans in and uses her tongue to lick around the hole, swiping at the ample precum leaking out. I groan as she moves her head around to slide her tongue along my shaft, teasing me by only using a little pressure, her eyes telling me that she is doing this on purpose. I try to shift my body to put more pressure against her mouth and she meets each movement with one of her own, moving around each side of my dick, continuing her teasing licks.

Finally, when she knows I can’t stand it any longer, she moves in front of me, takes my dick in her hand and slides me into her mouth. It takes all I can to not cum immediately, I’m so pent up at the suddenness of it all. I gain control of myself as she commences a slow and ecstasy filled sucking, her tongue and lips clenching around my shaft.

I lay my hands on her head, guiding her a bit, trying not to force myself down her hot throat. She responds by reaching her hands around me to grasp my ass and begins to pick up the pace, fucking her own mouth with my member…

Almost without warning I come to, as my hand is furiously pulling on my dick and I begin to sit up from my prone position and yell as cum launches from the purple head, spewing over my sheets and my shirt. I continue stroking as a sizable load continues to release and then, out of sheer exhaustion, I fall back onto the bed, my head landing on my pillow as I gasp for air.

“Shit!” I say to myself, almost laughing at what had to be one of the most realistic and powerful masturbation experiences I’ve ever had. Almost as quickly I say “Fuck!! How am I supposed to look her in the eyes tomorrow after that?!” I get out of bed, go to the bathroom to clean myself off, and return to bed to fall into a fitful sleep.

The next morning I awake and begin to get ready as usual, momentarily forgetting about my considerably wet dream, until I look at my phone to check my calendar and remember I am seeing Ainsley in a few hours. I can feel butterflies in my stomach and I begin to hope that I can be my usual self; I don’t want to lose my job for saying or doing something stupid.

I arrive to the office and get into my normal swing; I see two students, helping them both with resumes for internship applications and return a bunch of emails, when my intercom buzzes to inform me that Ainsley is here. I let my secretary know I’ll be out in a minute and then I grab a pocket mirror I keep in my drawer, check my hair, push a few strands into place and then go out to greet her.

Walking down the hallway, I can immediately see that Ainsley looks 100% better than she did a couple of days before. Really, she looks fantastic; she’s wearing a magenta blouse that fits snugly around her breasts istanbul bayan escort and a flirty navy skirt that sits four inches above her knees, showing plenty of thigh. I blink hard for a moment as she catches my eye; I see her look down and smile to herself, and I know in that instant she caught me checking her out.

I quickly compose myself and greet her. “Hey Ainsley; it’s great to see you!”

“You too, thanks for fitting me in on short notice.”

“My pleasure as always, c’mon back.”

I lead the way down the hall and then stop to let her by me so she can enter my office first; I quickly scan down her backside, admiring her ass and her shapely legs. I shake my head for a moment, trying to pull myself out of the gutter so I can focus on helping a student in need. We both sit down and I look at her for a moment.

“It’s good to see you, how are you doing?” I ask her.

“I’m much better, thanks for checking in on me last night. I went home later on the day you saw me down the hall at the grill, and didn’t come back until yesterday evening. I spent most of the first day crying my eyes out and then talked it all out with my Mom and sister. I came to the realization that things had not been going well between him and I; he was drifting away for awhile and I never saw it. It still hurts a lot and it will take some time before I’m whole again, but it is probably for the best.”

I nod thoughtfully at what she’s said and respond, “I’m really glad you are handling this so well. I must say you look a thousand percent better today.”

“Thanks. I wanted to dress nicely after pretty much living in my gym clothes for three straight days.”

Before I realize what I am doing, I look her up and down and say, “I don’t know what he’s thinking giving you up.”

She immediately blushes, smiles and looks down.

“I mean, not that I’m checking you out or anything…” I stammer immediately after. “Shit. I mean, damn, I mean…ah heck. I’m sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking saying that to you; you’re my student and are going through a breakup. I’m really not hitting on you or anything!” I am completely mortified at what I’ve said and I can feel the shock and fear on my face as I hope to God she isn’t going to slap me, run out of the office, and immediately file a harassment claim.

Instead, after a moment, she looks up with those mischievous icy eyes and says in her patented southern sass, “So you think he’s giving up something good, huh?!” She looks down at herself, leans forward a bit toward me, and a husky voice that sends heat to my nether regions, says, “You have no idea how good.”

I obviously can’t see my own expression, but I can easily hear the thunk as my jaw drops to the floor. After a stunned moment, I lean back in my chair and try to stammer out something I hope sounds composed and at least portends to professional. “uh…Ainsley, I think…I uh…uh…” I fail miserably at composed and professional.

Ainsley bails me out by smiling, standing up, smoothing out her skirt and reaching to the floor to grab her bag. I horrify myself by staring down her blouse and seeing the tops of her perfect breasts, sheathed in a lacy white bra. I’m pretty sure she intended for me to have a show, but I quickly look away and stand up, belatedly realizing I’m hard.

“Ainsley?!” I manage to say clearly.

She turns to me, places her hand on my chest and leans in to give me a soft but long kiss on my cheek. After doing so she turns on her southern charm to high setting, looks me in the eyes, hers are sparkling, and in a completely composed way says, “Thank you Matthew. You really are sweet and I know you didn’t mean any harm. I appreciate you looking out for me and I look forward to seeing you again.” With that, Ainsley walks toward the door, then she looks back toward me and down to my erection, gives me a quick wink, and then walks off.

I’m not sure how long I remain standing there, but I cannot form a complete thought, especially as I continue to breath in her fragrance, which I know is going to linger the rest of the day. I eventually find my way back into my chair and stare at the screen of my computer, pretending to be able to comprehend the backlog of emails before me.

“What the fuck was that?!” I ask myself. I have no explanation for the stupidity I showed nor for her response, which, each time I hear it in my mind, causes my penis to pulse. “You have no idea how good.” I hear it over and over again.

My phone rings and it causes me to lurch and snap me out of whatever mental state Ainsley has put me in. I take the call, and manage to sound composed and competent while answering a question about a student’s grad school application. After the call I am ready to return to work, though Ainsley’s scent is always keeping the experience in the background.

After and hour of relatively focused work, my stomach starts to grumble and I think about escort halkalı getting lunch. I ran late in the morning, par for the course, and so didn’t make lunch. My usual substitute is to go down the hall to the grill; it’s a great way to chat up students and remind them to get back to me on their resume or application or to congratulate them on getting that great internship or job offer.

Today, though, I know I can’t go there. I can just see Ainsley sitting there with her friends, looking up and giving me her normal sarcastic grin, pretending that nothing had ever happened. Her self-assuredness is an attractive quality, but today it would give me a heart attack. Instead, I leave campus, grab a sub, and return to my office to eat, but of course, I get back only to inhale Ainsley’s perfume again…

When I walk through the door of my apartment, after somehow managing to be productive the remainder of the day, I rush to the bathroom, yank off my pants and jerk off in what feels like seconds. I don’t need anything else but the seared into my brain image of Ainsley’s breasts and her fine ass, and the smell of her perfume to cum copiously…

I am able to be my normal self on Friday, though I feel brief disappointment when I can no longer smell Ainsley in my office as I walk in. I consciously avoid the grill for lunch, resigning myself to a ham sandwich at my desk. I’m just not ready to look her in the eyes yet.

My Friday and the weekend passes quickly, filled with my normal Saturday indoor soccer game and watching football at the tap house on Sunday. I do not mention my experience with Ainsley to the guys, knowing the shitstorm it will raise. They already heckle me mercilessly about being single and for not scoring with a hot, firm co-Ed.

I guess, at this point, you don’t know very much about me. I’m 32, divorced after a failed marriage of four years. Fortunately we did not have kids, which made our parting easier. I’m a pretty normal guy, 5’10, brown hair and hazel eyes. I’m pretty fit, soccer helps with that as does working out semi-regularly at the campus fitness center. Having the opportunity to look at 18-22 year old asses tucked into tight shorts or yoga pants is good motivation to go to the gym often.

I guess I’m handsome; at least that’s what my female friends say. They’ve set me up with a few women, and while those led to a couple of months of steady dating and pretty good sex, nothing really came of them. At this point I’m not really feeling the need to be in a relationship and am enjoying the solitude for now. I’ve actually used some of this time to explore doctoral programs and will use some of my employment benefits to start classes at the research university across town next semester. Really, I’m a pretty content guy and I’m not looking for any complications.

Ainsley is starting to make this difficult.

Monday starts off like any other Monday; I’m running late for work so I don’t get my lunch made. I’m dragging for no particular reason other than it being a Monday. When I finally get to work, I’m able to settle in quickly. The morning is busy with requests to look at graduate school personal statements; a very enjoyable part of my work as it allows me to get to know students at a deeper level. I’m in the groove and the events of the previous week have disappeared from my consciousness.

Just like Pavlov’s Dog, once 1pm hits, a bell in my mind rings and my stomach starts screaming for nourishment. I head down to the grill and scan the room for familiar faces. I smile at couple of colleagues and then wander over to a couple of students who I will be meeting with later in the week. I remind them to send me their drafts a day or two early and they both thank me for the reminder. I realize that while I was doing my casual look over, I was also seeking for a glimpse of Ainsley, but I don’t see her or her close friends anywhere. “Oh well.” I say to myself. Even though I don’t know how I’d react to seeing her, not seeing her seems worse.

I make my way back to the office with my lunch and stop at the front desk to chat with our secretary, June. I mention a couple of things I will need and ask her to set up a meeting with a couple of other offices. She takes down my requests and just as I turn away to head to my office, I am hip-checked on my blind side and stumble a few steps, almost spilling my chicken fingers and fries all over the place. “What the…!”

June joins Ainsley in rip roaring laughter as I turn back; my face beet red from embarrassment. Laughing in spite of myself, I say, “Ok Ainsley. You got me.”

Ainsley, still laughing and with a twinkle in her eye, responds, “Of course I got you; I’m really good, you know.”

Shock rips through me because I know exactly what she is doing to me with those words. I somehow manage to not spill my lunch again and with no conscious preparation manage to glance up and down at her tight jeans and tank top and respond, “I’m beginning to get a clear picture in my mind.”

That response stops her; she wasn’t expecting the comeback. Fortunately June was oblivious to the double entendre in my words, but they weren’t lost on Ainsley. I wink at her and begin to make my way back to my office. I pause for a moment and turn back to ask her what she had come in for.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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I was heading out to Wal Mart for some groceries one day at the end of March last year, when I saw my neighbor Sherri from across the road walking down her driveway to check her mailbox. She waved as I pulled to the end of my driveway.

“Hi, Sherri,” I called out through my open window. We were friendly, but not especially close. I’d often see her getting the mail, or when I’d be out in the yard and she’d be coming or going. She was in her mid 40’s with a son who was a senior in the local high school, and a daughter who was a sophomore there. Sometimes we’d meet when I was doing a lap around the neighborhood-about a mile-and she was walking her dog. It always seemed she was going the opposite direction. We chatted occasionally, but nothing serious. She gave a lot of attention to her son, who was a standout player on the baseball team. As with most athletics, it required a lot of parental involvement, though I rarely saw Doug, her husband, with their son. He had some kind of sales job, and travelled a lot, since he didn’t seem to be around much that I could see.

Sherri is attractive in a girl next door MILF kind of way, blonde curls cascading over her shoulders, nice tits, I guess about C cup, and shapely, full ass. I had occasionally thought of what a night with her would be like, but hadn’t figured out a way to approach her without it looking like what it was. Since she lived so close, it was a delicate situation, and I didn’t want to create any bad blood in the neighborhood.

“Hey!!” Sherri called out as I turned onto the street. I stopped as she walked toward me. “You’re not going to Wal Mart by any chance, are you??”

“I am, actually. Can I pick you up something??”

Sherri looked at me a moment. “Can I ride with you??”

Hmmm…this might be my opening. “Sure. Hop in.”

Sherri got in, explaining that her daughter needed some supplies for a project she was working on. “Everything’s an emergency,” she said apologetically. “She just called me from her friend’s house. They’re working together, but don’t have a way to the store. I’d go myself, but my car’s in the shop til Monday, and my son has his car.”

“Do we need to drop the stuff off there??”

“No, she can get it at home later. She has the things she needs, just doesn’t have the display board to paste it on. He can do that tonight at home.” Sherri looked at me a moment. “Crap, I don’t have my purse!! Is it too much trouble to go back??”

“Don’t worry about it. I can spot you the board. Just pay me back when you see me.”

Sherri looked relieved. “Thanks,” she said. “I’ll make it up to you.”

I reached over to the console, putting my hand on hers. “Not a problem. It’s only a display board. If you skip town tonight and I never see you again, I’m only out, what, $5??”

Sherri smiled. I thought I felt her fingers entwining with mine.

“So, how have you been?? For all the times I run into you, we rarely talk.”

“Good. The kids are all doing well, though I wish I could get my baseball star son to think ahead a little more. The college scouts are coming around, and if he could get a scholarship somewhere, it would be a real help. But he has baseball on the mind, and the season is getting into high gear.”

“Yeah, sports will take a lot of your attention. At least he’s doing something constructive.”

“True,” said Sherri, distantly.

“How’s Doug these days. I don’t see him much.” I had noticed that his pick up, which was in the driveway most nights, had not been there the last several weeks.

“Well, um,” Sherri looked out the window. “We’re not together.”

I pulled up to the stop sign at the end of our road where it goes into the state highway. I looked over at her. She tightened her grip on my fingers. “I’m sorry,” I said. “That’s never easy.”

Sherri looked at me and smiled. “I’m not!!” She got more serious. “Things hadn’t been going well for a few years. That’s why you saw me out walking the dog a lot.” I thought a moment. I had run into her a lot more in the past year or so.

I laughed at her reaction. “I get that. But still, you have a lot of time invested in each other, over 20 years.”

“Twenty three, married 19. It is a long time.” We rolled on toward Wal Mart, about 15 minutes away. Sherri leaned over, putting her head on my shoulder. I wasn’t quite sure what to make of this unusual move, but I let go of her hand, reached over and pulled her to me, kissing the top of her blonde head.

“Thanks for taking me. This is a big help.”

“We can drop this off to your daughter if you want. It might make her project move along a little quicker.”

“You don’t mind??”

“Nah. Can’t be that far, can it??”

“She’s just over the other side of town, but with traffic and all, it may take 20 minutes, and then still we have to get home.”

“It’s not a big deal. I wasn’t doing anything that important anyway. And I’m enjoying the unexpected company.”

Sherri smiled and looked up at me. “Thanks. You’re sweet.”

“I don’t know about that. I try to help people out.” Sherri let go of my hand, wrapping both arms around my right arm, hugging it. escort sınırsız She stayed there for a few moments before sitting up. For someone who was not really close to me til, well, ever, she was getting awfully cozy awfully fast. I didn’t mind it, really, but it was unexpected.

We ran off the fifteen or so minutes to Wal Mart, which gave Sherri and I a chance to get to know each other better, sharing the basics of our lives. I gave her the five minute version of my life story, and she gave me hers. She related how she and Doug had started out with a lot of hopes and dreams, and somehow had gone astray in the last five or six years. It was a common tale, told the world over. I pulled into a spot in the Wal Mart lot as we finished up her story, sitting a few minutes as we talked about life lessons and such.

Sherri was going a mile a minute, so I just sat and listened, taking in the expressions on her face, but mostly looking at how her blonde hair framed her face, and the brightness in her blue eyes. Finally she stopped, looking at me looking at her. “What?? I’m sorry, I’m rambling on way too long,” she said apologetically.

“No, not at all. I’m guessing you have not had too many places to let this out, and I’m happy to listen.”

Sherri smiled. “You’re sweet. Still sweet.”

“Maybe,” I said smiling at her, still taken by how pretty she was. I reached over, pushing a strand of hair away from her face. “But you are too. And beautiful.” Our eyes met, and we leaned toward each other, meeting in a short, sweet kiss. We pulled away, our eyes still fixed on each other. I took Sherri’s hands in mine. “Look, um, I’m retired and have quite a bit of free time. If you want to come over and vent, or just talk about anything, if my garage door is open, which it is most of the time in the warm weather, feel free to drop in.”

Sherri smiled at me, then leaned over to kiss me again, a quick kiss on the lips. “Thanks. I may do that.”

“I’ll look forward to it. Don’t be shy. I really mean it. Come over if you need, or just want some company.” I squeezed her hands and we got out, heading into the store. I didn’t need many items, and would have a quick pass through the grocery section. Sherri headed for stationery and art supplies, and thought she might pick up a few things she needed for the house, if I didn’t mind spotting her for them. I told her not to worry, and I’d meet her farther back in the store.

I worked through my list quickly, and was back in the dairy aisle when I saw Sherri coming toward me from office supplies. She was wearing sweat pants and a t-shirt; as she walked toward me, it was quite obvious she was braless under it, as her tits were bouncing enthusiastically as she approached. She dropped her things in my cart. “All set,” she said, catching her breath. After watching her quick approach, so was I.

“Good deal. I have two more things, and we’ll get out of here.” I picked up my last items, though I was now paying more attention to Sherri than the rest of my grocery list, watching her bounce as we walked the length of the store to get to the checkouts. I paid for our things, Sherri unintentionally making quite a show of herself as she moved around while bagging at the self checkout, and headed to the car. I loaded the bags in the back, Sherri taking the cart back, and trotting back from the cart corral. My heart leapt as I watched her tits shake under her shirt. She got in, caught her breath, and kissed me on the cheek.

“Thanks for doing this. It’s a real help. I’ll pay you back when we get home.”

“No hurry. It’s only about $12. I’ll never notice it. Any time that’s convenient is fine.”

Sherri smiled. “That’s sweet of you. Maybe I’ll stop by later.”

I smiled at her. “I’d like that. Now-how do we get to your daughter’s friend’s house??”

Sherri gave me directions, and we were off. We got to the friend’s house about 15 minutes later. She came out and got the supplies with a perfunctory ‘hi’ to me, and a short chat with her mom. That done, we headed back to our neighborhood. As I reached the stop sign at the end of the street, Sherri turned to me and said, “Thank you. I really appreciate the effort you’ve gone to for me today.”

“No problem at all,” I said. “Bringing this to her will make her get the project done quicker, and she’ll be able to do it with her friends, which adds to the teamwork aspect of it. She may even get a better grade, which is a plus. Besides, I get to spend a little more time with you.” I smiled at Sherri. I was discovering that I really enjoyed her company, now that I had a chance for more of it.

Sherri leaned over to kiss me on the cheek. As she did, she went to put her hand on the console to steady herself, but it slid off and landed squarely on the crotch of my pants. Ever since seeing her in the store, I had been replaying the sight of her bouncing tits as she walked toward me, which had left me with a steady hard on. The exchange with her daughter just then had relaxed it a bit, but I was still closer to full mast than furled.

Sherri’s hand lingered escorts a moment, then she realized what it was she felt. “Oh!!” she said, sounding surprised. “Have you been like that the whole time??”

I smiled back at her. She still hadn’t moved her hand. “Just since I saw you walking toward me at Wal Mart, and it became obvious that you’re not wearing anything under that t-shirt.” I reached over to give her right breast a squeeze, figuring if she had her hand on my cock, turnabout allowed me a feel, too. She felt soft, and I felt her nipple stiffen to my touch.

Sherri smiled again and looked at me. “That feels good. It’s been a while since someone touched me like that. I miss it.” She rubbed my cock through my jeans. “Why don’t we help each other out??” she said, going for my zipper. I turned the corner, thinking we should get off the block in case her daughter decided she needed something and maybe saw us still sitting at the stop sign. Sherri had me out in no time, and was starting to give me what was promising to be a masterful hand job.

A hand job is a fairly straightforward process: expose erect penis, stroke til it shoots streams of white goo. Yet, some women barely manage to do the basics, while others really have a touch for it. Sherri was one of the latter. Her hands were soft, and she was able to stroke me with just the right pressure-not too hard, enough to cause the tension needed to really stimulate, and she knew when to ease up to keep me from overheating too quickly. We took a slightly longer route back, one that would keep us out of the main part of town, allowing Sherri to work on me without fear of being observed by other drivers or random pedestrians.

Sherri spent most of the 15 minute trip home bent over the console, stroking me gently, getting me close to eruption, then backing off. A few times she had to sit up-those damn consoles aren’t too pleasant on a girl’s ‘girls’-which took the pressure off me while giving her some relief. The first time she sat up, I pulled up her t-shirt, revealing the loveliness I had suspected she was hiding all along, a pair of roughly 36C tits that were full and round, with pink nipples that stood out appealingly, surrounded by slightly lighter areolae. I enjoyed the way they swayed with the motion of the car. I reached over to play with the left one as we drove, making Sherri giggle.

“I don’t think I’ve had someone do that in a car since high school,” she admitted.

“Hubby not much for playing in the car??”

“No, not really. Said it was too distracting.”

“I can see his point. I mean, if I had those out in the open while I was driving, it might take my attention from the road, too. On the other hand, I don’t have a problem staying in lane, even with those out,” I said, giving her a look, and reaching past the left tit to give the right one some attention. Sherri aided my quest by pulling her t-shirt over her head and setting it in her lap. We were in a rural area, and didn’t need to worry about someone seeing us. I played with both tits, tweaking the nipples, which made Sherri squirm.

Sherri resumed her attention to my cock, which was standing tall through my zipper. “Why don’t we let that out a little more?? After all, I have my tits completely out.”

“Fair enough,” I said, lifting my ass off the seat. Sherri pulled them down so the waist was about mid thigh, giving her complete access to my cock and balls. She reached over, now cupping my balls in her right hand, her left slowly stroking me. I noticed the faint white band where her wedding rings had been. She held my balls as we drove, adding to the wonderful tension that was building as she continued to stroke. Every so often, she’d get me to the brink, then pull back as my cock throbbed in her hand, come oozing from the head. She’d hold still as it rolled off the crown of my dick and down her fingers. Once I relaxed, she’d resume her stroking, using the edged come as lube. Once, after edging me, she sat up. I took the come sliding down my shaft and rubbed it into her nipples, making her giggle and squirm.

It didn’t take long before we were close to home. We slowed long enough for Sherri to get her shirt back on, and me to get my jeans pulled up, though I did not zip or button them. We pulled into my driveway, behind the RV outside the two car garage, preventing a view from the side street. Sherri pulled up her shirt, revealing her tits, and went back to stroking me. I gave her tits a good feel, making sure to pay attention to the nipples so they stood out and stiffened. Sherri moaned softly as the electricity ran through them.

Sherri didn’t slow down from my attention, and I was soon on the brink. She sensed it too, her eyes were fixed on my swelling cockhead. “Come for me, baby. Let me see your fat cockhead shoot hot, sticky come all over my fingers.” She slowed her manipulation, ending with a long, slow, upward stroke. A short burst of come erupted from my dick, dropping onto her fingers, which were holding the underside of my shaft. The first big spurt went up in the air, landing on her wrist. She started to stroke, using the escort gecelik come from the short spurt to lube my shaft. Another long spurt shot up, also landing on her wrist. She stroked up so her index and middle fingers were over the head. Another pulse, then a thick spurt shot into her hand, forcing its way between her two fingers and down over her ring finger and pinky. She stroked down, her thumb covering the head of my dick, another shot of semen hitting it and spreading over the head and down the shaft, then one more big but less forceful wad that spread over the head and down onto Sherri’s hand. She stroked my now come covered cock as another three or four smaller shots of sperm spilled out, Sherri smearing them around the head with her thumb. As she stroked, noisily now that my come was smacking every time she ran her hand up and down my shaft, I felt her body shake, and she let out a whimper.

She looked up at me, her face having a look of a woman who has just come. I kissed her as she slowed her stroking, then stopped. She looked down at my cock. “Wow!!” I said softly. “That was the most awesome hand job I’ve ever had.”

Sherri smiled. “I think that’s the most awesome hand job I’ve ever given.” She pulled her hand off my cock, licking the sperm from her fingers. “I’ve always loved giving a good hand job, but doing that for you really got me off, and you playing with my tits really started me off pretty good. I don’t think I ever made a guy come that much. Watching and feeling you come, well,” she blushed and pushed her hair back, “made me come, too. That hasn’t happened in a long time.”

I kissed her. “I’m glad my reaction gave you such a thrill,” I said as she licked in between her fingers. “Your touch is magical. We’ll have to do this again.”

Sherri looked at me and smiled. “Yes, we will.” She looked around, pulling her shirt back down. She kissed me again. “I should get back to the house. My son will be back from baseball practice any time. “Thanks for everything today.”

I chuckled. “No, thank you!! Going to Wally World was never so much fun.” We kissed as she got out and went across the street. She picked up the mail, then walked up to her door. I watched her walk away from me, admiring her form, which looked good even in sweat pants, which almost no one looks good in. She blew me a kiss as she stood in the door. I blew one back, and she was gone.

Now that we were better acquainted, Sherri come over several days most weeks, mostly just to talk, though more often than not, there was some hand job time. It seemed Sherri liked to play with a hard cock, and got off watching me come. Sometimes we’d sit together on the sofa while she stroked me to orgasm, sometimes she’d sit while I stood in front of her, she jerking me til I came on her tits. I’d play with them while she played my cock, and often I could get her worked up enough that she’d have a powerful orgasm when I came on them, then rubbed my sperm into the soft skin and nipples.

One day not long after we started, I went to reach into her sweats while she was jerking me, but she held me off. “Not yet,” she said, kissing me. “I’m still a little unsettled by the divorce, I’m just not ready to let anyone have my pussy yet.” She kissed me again. “So sorry,” she said, apologetically.

“Don’t be,” I said, kissing her. “Take all the time you need. I know there are a lot of things going through your mind right now.” I wasn’t about to upset the apple cart when I had a good thing going.

“Thanks,” said Sherri, returning my kiss. “I was afraid you wouldn’t understand. Besides, this is still a lot of fun. I’ve always liked giving a hand job.”

“I can tell. You’re really good at it!!”

Sherri laughed. “When I was in high school, I’d go out on a date and jerk the guy off while we were driving to the movies or someplace. That was always the hottest, driving along with his cock out, knowing people could see us if they only looked over. Watching my date come while we were sitting at a light was intense. I got where I could hold him back til I wanted him to come. I became known as the hand job queen.”

“I can imagine!! Maybe we should go on more shopping trips,” I suggested. “I can tell you from the guy’s perspective, there’s nothing hotter than riding along while your girlfriend is giving you a hand job, or sucking you off.”

Sherri looked at me with an expression of lust. “Yeah,” she said, her eyes getting a distant look. “We should do that.” We started coordinating out shopping trips, which often turned into long drives in the farmland in our area. Sherri would wear jeans or sweats and a t-shirt or tank top with no bra most of the time; when we were away from town, she’d pull it off and ride topless, which I enjoyed. As the summer wore on and her tan deepened, the freckles on her tits became more obvious, which only increased her appeal. One cooler day she came over in a zip front sweatshirt. We got in the car and headed out. Once we were out of our development, she unzipped it down to her navel, revealing her braless tits. We had a good time in the store as she leaned down for items on lower shelves, giving me a glimpse of her full, swaying tits. It was a real tease, but Sherri paid off on the way home, edging me til I came in buckets just before we turned into our neighborhood. When I pulled into my driveway, she licked all the come she had just extracted from my pulsing cock off my belly.

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Hande benim çekirgede küçük bir i?im var oraya gidelim hallettikten sonra döneriz dedim.oda ok zaten kenan da geç gelecek sorun olmaz dedi…çekirgede tekel bayi olan arka??ma u?rad?m asl?nda i?im yoktu.sadece handeye içki içermek istedi?im için bu yalan? uydurmu?tum. 3\’er tane bira ald?m. arabaya döndüm hande hani i?in vard? içki alm??s?n dedi bende arkada??m ikram etti yazl?kta balkonda içersin diye yalan?m? devam ettirdim.handeye dedimki bu biralar? bursa manzaras?na kar?? içmek istermisin biz gidinceye kadar biralar ?s?nacak ziyan olacak dedim..hande ba?ta olmaz kenan ararsa ne derim dedi.Sen içme ozaman bende yolda giderken içerim dedim biray? açt?m escort beyoğlu biradan büyükçe bir yudum ald?m hande hadi da? yoluna ç?k özendim içelim biralar? dedi (handenin alkole kar?? zay?f oldu?unu biliyordum özellikle bu yolu tercih ettim) ba?arm??t?m içkiyi seviyordu ama çabuk kafay? buluyordu.Da? yolunda uygun bir yer bulduktan sonra araban?n içinde içmeye ba?lad?k hande ilk biray? bitirdikten sonra çak?r keyif oldu.2nci biradan sonra da nakavt koltukta bana do?ru kayk?ld?.ba??m dönüyor bira çarpt? beni dedi.bende ozaman arka koltu?a geçelim biraz uzan kendine gelirsin dedim.arka koltukta ba??n? kuca??ma koydu yüzü araban?n tavan?na bak?yor gözleri kapal?yd?..çok geçmeden handeye kur yapmaya ba?lad?m.saçlar?n? ok?uyordum.handeye çok güzelsin kenan çok ?ansl? gibilerden sözler ediyordum.hande gözlerini açarak gerçekten güzelmiyim beni be?eniyormusun dedi handeye güzel dememek mümkün de?il zaten 26 ya??nda 175 boy.iri gögüsler dolgun kalçalarla muhte?em bir güzelli?i vard?.i?i dahada ileriye götürerek parma??m? dudaklar?nda gezdirmeye ba?lad?m hande çok direnmedi.dudaklar?n? aralayarak dilinin ucuyla parma??m? yalamaya ba?lad? bende yava?ça parma??m? a?z?ndan içeri itiyordum.parma??m?n hepsini yalamaya ba?lam??t? hande parma??m? yalad?kça benimk**e dimdik olmu?tu. Hande gözlerini açt? gerçe?ini yalamak istiyorum hadi ç?kar dedi çabucak pantolunum beraber donumuda dizlerime kadar s?y?rd?m.hande do?ruldu?unda benim 22 lik kar??s?nda dimdik duruyordu.hande bu ne böyle kenan bunu görse kendi sikini keser atar dedi (kenan?n ki 13 cm mi?) h?zla yalamaya ba?lad? hande yalad?kça ben zevkten ç?ld?r?yordum yara??m?n tamam?n? a?z?na al?yor diliyle boydan boya yara??m?n gövdesini yal?yordu.ben gelmek üzereydim geliyorum dedi?imde yara??m?n tamam?n? ald?..hayk?rarak a?z?na bo?ald?m..bütün döllerimi yutmu?tu..yara??m? serbest b?rakt???nda p?r?l p?r?l hala sertti.hande seninle i?im daha bitmedi ?imdi s?ra sende hadi bakal?m dedi. Koltu?a s?rt üstü uzand?m hande boy elbisesini beline toplad? içinde kulot yoktu am?n? a?z?ma dayad? hadi erke?im yala dedi?inde handenin am? s?r?ls?klamd?.dilimle am?n?n derinliklerine giriyor handeyi ç?ld?rt?yordum hadi içime gir yeter art?k dedi.koltukta do?rulduk hande bacaklar?n? açarak am?n? sikime do?ru hedefledi yara??m yava? yava? handenin am?n?n derinliklerinde yol almaya ba?lad???nda am? darl??? can?m? yak?yordu hande am?na yara??m istanbul escort girdikçe ac?yor yava? demesine ra?men yara??m?n tamam?n? alm??t?. hande üzerimde oturup kalkt?kça zevk ç??l?klar? at?yordu yakla??k 10 dak içinde gidip geldim hande bu esnada 2 kere bo?alm??t?.bende gelmek üzereydim geliyorum dedi?imde hande üzerimden kalk?ncaya kadar handenin içine ç?lg?nlar gibi bo?ald?m.. hande de olan oldu diyerek yara??m? b?rakmad? döllerimin hepsini am?n?n içine hapsetti öylece 1-2 dakika kald?k saat iyice geç olmu?tu.yola ç?kmak üzere toparland?k.hande ön koltu?a oturdu?unda dudaklar?ma yap???p uzun uzun öptü çok güzeldi.sende böyle bir yarak oldu?unu bilseydim daha önce siktirirdim sana bundan böyle benim erke?im sensin dedi bende keyiflenmi?tim. Arabay? çal??t?r?rken hande nin tlf çald? arayan kenand?.hande tlf kapatt? gece 2-3 gibi gelece?ini merak etmesin diye arad???n? söyledi.iyi bir haberdi yolumuz uzundu.?ehir merkezinde ç?kt?ktan sonra hande elini yara??m?n üzerine elini koydu yalamak istiyorum hadi ç?kar dedi benim için sorun yoktu benim silah?örü serbest b?rakt?m hava karanl?k ve yol ?ehirler aras? yol oldu?u için problem olmazd?..hande yara??m? vantuz gibi emiyor çok uzun sürmeden dimdik olmu?tu.hande yalad?kça ben iyice zevke geliyordum.bacaklar?m kas?lmaya ba?lam??t? k?sa zamanda 3ncü kez bo?almak üzereydim.gözlerim kaymaya ba?lad?..araban?n kontrolunu kaybetmek üzereydim.yava?ça en sa? seride geçtim durmamla handenin a?z?na bo?ald?m yine döllerimin hiçbirini kaç?rmadan yalay?p yuttu.gülümseyerek bakt?.dudaklar?ma öpücük kondurdu toparland?m tam yola koyulduk handenin tlf çald? kenan ar?yordu i?inin erken bitti?i 15 dak sonra yola ç?kaca??n? söyledi..bizi tela? ald? daha bi dünya yol vard? aceleyle gaza bast?m kumlaya girdik hemen evlerimize girdik.ucuz atlatm??t?k. Yakla??k 15 dak.sonra kenan?n geldi?ini duydum.dairelerimiz kar??l?kl?yd?.saat 1.30 civar? yatmak üzereydim.tlf numa msj geldi mesajda kenan çok yorgunmu? yat?p uyumu? kap?y? aç?k b?rak gelece?im haz?rlan diye bende ok diye cevap verdim.dairenin kap?s?n? aç?k b?rak?p salonun ???klar?n? söndürüp ç?r?lç?plak bir ?ekilde handeyi beklemeye ba?lad?m..beklerkende bo? durmad?m yara??m? haz?r hale getirdim yara??m? vazelinledim.kar?? dairenin kap?s?n?n aç?ld???n? duydum.kap?n?n arkas?na sakland?m hande içeri girer girmez kap?y? kapatt?m handenin a?z?n? elimle kapatt?m ba??rmas?n diye handenin arkas?na geçip escort ataköy gö?üslerini s?kmaya ba?lad?m hande kalçalar?n? bana do?ru yaslad? sol elimle gö?üslerini sa? elimle am?n? ok?amaya ba?lad?m hande ayakta k?vran?yordu..geceli?ini omuzlar?ndan a?a??ya kayd?rd?m hande ç?r?lç?plakt?.ikimizde hiç konu?muyorduk..handeyi arkadan ba??n? bast?rd?m hande ne yapaca??m? anlam??t?.belini k?rmadan ellerini kap?ya dayayarak kalçalar?n? d??ar? ç?kard?.göt deli?ine tükürerek zaten vazelinle haz?r haldeki yara??m?n kafas?n? dayad?m.yava?ça itmeye ba?lad?m.yara??m handenin götünü yararak ilerliyordu hande ba??rmamak için kendini s?k?yordu s?kt?kça can? daha çok ac?yordu..götünün yanaklar?na birkaç kez vurdum hande gev?edi ve ben yara??m?n tamaman? içine soktum göt deli?i çok dard? al??mas? için içinde biraz bekledim.yava? yava? içinde gelip gitmeye ba?lad?m hande zevk almaya ba?lam?? sik beni erke?im am?m? siktin götümüde sik diyordu bende k?rmad?m yakla??k 10 dak.siktim bo?almam gecikmi?ti.hande kendi am?n? ok?uyor ald??? zevki artt?r?yordu.hande ?imdide am?m? sik dedi handenin götünden ç?kt?m.handeyi salonda yere hal?n?n üzerine yat?rd?m.hande bacaklar?n? açm?? içeri girmemi bekliyordu.yara??m? am?n?n dudaklar?nda gezdiriyordum hande yalvarmaya ba?lam??t?.hadi erke?im sik beni hadi içime gir yara?a doyur diye yalvar?yordu. Yara??m? bir anda handenin am?na kökledim ah diye bir ç??l?k att?.içinde gelip gitmeye ba?ald?m hande yara??m? yedikçe s?rt?m? t?rmal?yorbeni kendine do?ru çekiyordu..bende bo?almak üzereydim.kendimi geri çekmek istedi?imde hande bacaklar?n? belime kollar?n?da vucuduma dolad? içime bo?al olan oldu art?k devam et dedi?inde iliklerimde kalan son döllerimi hepsini handenin am?n?n içine bo?altt?m.ben yorgun ve bitmi? bir halde handenin üzerine y???ld?m.. Hande ben gitmeliyim art?k bizimki uyan?rsa kötü olur dedi.saat 2,30 olmu?tu handeyi eve gönderdikten sonra yat?p uyudum..sabah kalkt???mda saat 10 olmu?tu kendime geldi?imde i?e gidecek halim yoktu.i?yerini arad?m ben gelmeyece?im siz bensiz idare edin yar?n görü?ürüz diyerek tlf kapat?p.kenan? arad?m kenan sabah erken ç?kt???n? zile bast???n? ben uyanmay?nca tek ba??na bursaya geldi?ini söyledi… Saat 11 gibi kap? çald? açt???mda hande kar??mda duruyordu.elini yara??ma at?p bugün için haz?rm?s?n erke?im dedi?inde eyvah beni kurutacaks?n galiba dedi?imde ben ahz?rl?kl?y?m sen rahat ol ?imdi s?k? bir kahvalt? haz?rlayaca??m ve sana öyle bir gün ya?ataca??mki ömrünce unutamayacaks?n dedi?inde kar??mda keyiften dörtkö?eydi…Art?k maceram?n kalan k?sm?n? di?er yaz?mda anlataca??m…ya?ad?klar?m? merak edenler mail atabilirler ama sadece bayanlar…handeyle ya?ad?klar?m?z? ya?amak isteyen evli dul bekar turbanl? bayanlar maillerinizi bekliyorum…görü?mek üzere

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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I was feeling frustrated. Why? Who knows? It was just a case of severe frustration giving me the heebie jeebies and making me want to run around looking for a kitten to kick. Not a dog. They might bite and I wanted to attack something defenceless. And I was horny. Not that that is anything new. A natural state of affairs for any man.

It was a nice day, so I decided I’d go out and run off all my frustrations and horniness, working up a good sweat. Accordingly I put on my running things and headed down to the local park.

I suppose I shouldn’t really call it a park. It was a nature reserve, and there were several square miles of it. Parts of it consisted of parkland, but not much. Ninety percent was natural vegetation with walking tracks and a couple of bike tracks. Pedestrians were supposed to keep off the bike tracks and any cyclist on a pedestrian path was liable to suffer injury when they were pushed into the nearest bush.

There were a number of jogging tracks. Three or four were in common usage, but there were another half dozen minor tracks that just meandered through the bush. It was all that meandering that made them unpopular with runners and joggers. They like long straight stretches with few bends. A path that seemed to switch direction every dozen yards didn’t make for a good run.

So here I am trotting down a path, just starting to work up a sweat. And there she was, jogging towards me, a sweet young thing with a tight top that totally failed to control her breasts. She had a terrible case of boob-bounce. I was watching them so hard I damn near jogged into a tree when she passed. I’ll just bet that her breasts would continue to bounce for a good five minutes after she stopped running.

On I went, my horniness index higher than when I started, thanks to that young woman. Jogging along and I overtake another sweet young thing. Why the hell are they all out jogging this morning? Why aren’t they at home, in bed, taking care of their man?

Overtaking a pretty little jogger is worse than just passing one going the other way. Going the other way you’re distracted for a few seconds by the pretty girl (and the boobs) but then you pass each other and you continue on your way, smiling. Overtaking means that you’re trotting up from behind and you’ll be behind her for a while. That means, in this particular case, that I was trotting along behind a teenager wearing tight shorts. Very tight and very short. And her bottom wobbled. There was a real lilt to the way her buttocks rolled around inside those shorts.

That natural sway of the woman’s bottom prevented me passing her. I just automatically slowed down to appreciate the view. Unsurprisingly, this did nothing to help my general state of frustration and horniness.

I gave up on the running. The path I was on forked and I headed down the little used path, slowing to a stroll and enjoying nature. All escort tesettürlü was calm and peaceful, just the calling of the birds breaking the quiet.

I was starting to relax while strolling down the path. I suppose I must have walked for a good five minutes, getting deeper and deeper into the reserve. (There was no chance of getting lost. They had little signs every time two tracks crossed, indicating the nearest exit.)

Then I heard feet slapping the ground and the next thing I knew a young woman was jogging up from behind. She was about twenty five and quite pretty. She pulled up level with me and was almost jogging on the spot as she started to chatter.

“You’re not going to keep fit just strolling along like that,” she said rather derisively. “You need to run.”

Why are these fitness fanatics always urging other people to run? I’ll run when I want to and casually stroll when I want to. Right now, casual strolling fitted my requirements.

“I’ve been running,” I pointed out. “I was trying to run off excess energy but it wasn’t working. Now I’m relaxing.”

“If you’re trying to work of excess energy maybe you should try a different type of exercise. Tai Chi, for instance.”

Yeah, right. I’m going to prance around doing formal Asian dance moves. I knew the type of exercise I wanted and Tai Chi wasn’t it.

“I suppose you also do Tai Chi as well as running?”

“It’s very healthy,” she said, nodding to indicate that she did do it. “It really helps your fitness.”

“I’ll pass. I must admit that there is another type of exercise I want. How about you drop your shorts and I’ll indulge?”

She went red and glared at me.

“I was only trying to be friendly,” she snapped. “There’s no need to be rude.”

She was about to jog off but I reached out and hooked a finger over her shorts, stopping her. She tried to pull away but I managed to flick open the button. I gave a little tug and her shorts slid down over her bottom. So did her panties, with just a little help.

“I wasn’t being rude,” I said. “I was making an offer. I think I really need some exercise.”

She was protesting and blushing and grabbing at her shorts. I was fending her arms off so she couldn’t get at them and also lifting her top. I managed to push that up over her bra and then pushed the bra up so her breasts popped out.

She was still wriggling and glaring at me, telling me to cease and desist or she’d scream.

I let her go and started undoing my own shorts. She promptly bent down to grab her shorts to pull them up.

“Stop it. Don’t do that,” I said, speaking firmly.

She looked at me, startled.

“What do you mean, don’t do it?” she asked, hands clutching her shorts.

“If you pull them up, how am I supposed to get my exercise?” I asked, pushing my own shorts and undies down. istanbul escort girls “You can see I’m badly in need of it.”

That was true. My general level of horniness would have guaranteed an erection without her body being on display. Seeing that it was, well. . .

“Do you seriously think that I’m going to let you have sex with me?”

“Well, yes,” I said.

I reached out and lightly stroked her from breast to pussy.

“Are you crazy? You can’t just pull down a woman’s pants and tell her you want to have sex with her”

“Why not?” I asked. “It seems quite reasonable to me. Now we both know where we stand.”

I took her arm and tugged her closer, slipping my arms around her to cup her bottom.

“But, but people just don’t do that sort of thing.”

“I do,” I said with a shrug. “Are you saying that you won’t?”

“Even if I wanted to, which I don’t, might I point out we’re in the middle of a nature reserve and people may come past at any moment.”

“And they might not. Lift your leg.” I lightly slapped her thigh.

“Why?”

“Facilitate entry,” I said calmly, lightly tapping her thing again.

She seemed to gulp, then lifted her leg. I caught it under the knee and lifted it higher. A slight adjustment and my erection was pressing firmly against her pussy, then it was slipping between her lips and sinking deeper.

I gave a sigh of relief and she made a strange sort of sound.

“My god, you’re really doing it. We’re in the middle of the path and you’re trying to fuck me. I don’t believe this.”

By this time I was sinking in nice and deep. I hooked her leg around my waist and closed my hands around her bottom again, holding her to me, finally pushing home that last little bit.

Seeing she was only standing on one leg her hands came up and clutched hold of my shirt, gripping it tightly. I started to rock, slowly moving in and out of her. It wasn’t all one sided. Her leg tightened around my waist and she was moving with me, pushing herself against me as I drove in.

I was just quietly enjoying the unexpected exercise, but not so my partner. She was becoming vocal as we got going.

“God, I can’t believe this is happening,” she insisted. “I don’t even know you. How can I let you do this? My god! What if someone comes? We’ll be arrested.”

She did carry on. She’d be squeaking and gasping and pumping eagerly against me, then she’d be fretting again, telling me all the reasons we shouldn’t be doing this. I just stayed shut and did my humble best to pleasure her and make up for her inner turmoil.

She got even more vocal when I suddenly pulled out.

“What are you doing?” she wailed. “I’m not ready. You can’t finish yet. It’s not fair. You started this.”

“Quiet, woman,” I snapped. “Just turn around and put your hands against that tree.”

She spun around, leaning escort özbek forward, bracing herself, head turned to see what I was doing. Good thing she was bracing herself because I moved up behind her and drove in fiercely. She gave a small shriek, her bottom bouncing up to meet me, and then I really started putting some effort into it.

Bending forward the way she was, her breasts were dangling and, being a true gentleman, I reached around her to provide the support they needed. I held them tightly while I took her, enjoying the feel of them and really enjoying the friction of her hot moist passage as my cock used it, plunging in and out with all the effort I could apply.

They say that jogging is a substitute for sex. They’re mad. All the jogging did was warm us both up for the main course. I banged on home, tensions rising in both of us. Soon it was just a matter of time as to which of us would finish.

I was hoping that she’d finish first, on the principle that if she did I could just bang in harder and finish anyway. If I finished first, she’d be right out of luck, as I wouldn’t be waiting around for her to catch up.

As it happened, she was lucky, coming rather loudly. I pushed forward that little bit more, encouraging her to really blow her cork and finishing with a bang myself.

It was funny. She’d been fretting that someone might come, and now that she was hugging the tree, unaware of what was around her, someone did come trotting up.

I’d just pulled loose, my cock standing half-erect and exhausted, when the pretty young thing with the bouncing boobs came jogging around the corner, boobs still doing their merry dance.

She came to an abrupt halt to see us. My partner leaning against the tree, everything on display, and me, while on display, at least tidying myself away. She stood there gaping, obviously wondering whether she should keep going or turn and bolt.

I strolled over to her, looking as harmless as possible. When within reach I just couldn’t resist lifting her top to admire those breasts of hers. Lovely they were.

“You really should wear a bra where jogging,” I told her. “There are some excellent sports bras you can get, even for someone with your endowments. Do you jog every day?”

She nodded dumbly.

“Well, maybe with a bit of luck we’ll bump into each other tomorrow. Now off you go.”

I pulled her top back down and gave her a friendly pat on the bottom and she took off like a racing deer, getting the hell away from the predator.

I considered my partner, still propped up against the tree. It would be rude to just depart and leave her like that, I decided. I wandered back to her and straightened her clothes. She started to come out of it while I was doing that and hastily finished the job herself.

She looked at me once she was tidy, seeming puzzled. Then she shook her head and looked away.

“I’m going to finish my run,” she said. “You do not need to keep me company.”

With that she was off and running. Beats me. Why would she think I wanted to keep her company? I was relaxed and ready to go back home. I really had to come to the reserve more often, I decided. It had a decidedly beneficial ambiance about it.

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As always everyone is over 18 and thanks to spikeandholly for editing this for me. This is the beginning to a new story line I’ve been playing around with and more will come soon. The story has both lesbian and anal themes, mixed with a tiny bit of reluctance. Also, thanks to Stacy (you know who you are) for the last bit of inspiration I needed. I hope everyone enjoys this story, leave comments and rate please.

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Logan lay in his bed anticipating future events. It was almost two am, but for him that did not matter. The time was not what captivated his thoughts, but more so how truly awake he felt. He would only be able to sleep for a few hours before feeling fully rested. As strange as that behavior may sound,nothing about him was ordinary. All his life he knew something about him was different , but he dared not tell anyone or seek guidance about these thoughts. Instead he pretended as if he was normal, like he was unable to lift an astronomical amount of weight, or run faster than a fired bullet, or even fly. He had no explanation for any of it and had no real history on who gave birth to him or where he was born. He had no way of finding out anything about his condition that would possibly be helpful. For all he knew he was the only one with this “condition”. He had grave fears that someone would discover his secret, and gave too much time to these fearful thoughts. His nightmare would be to be discovered and quickly become a military experiment or trapped in a lab being poked and prodded surrounded by doctors. Instead Logan kept everything about it quiet. Not telling his friends or any of the teachers.

Logan attended a small private college where students had on-campus dorms. The dorms were obviously split between buildings, separating the males from the females. This was a decision from the faculty many years ago. It was an attempt to curb unnecessary pregnancies and limit drama. While it helped, this did not stop the events completely. The students always found a way to cohort with each other, which brings Logan to his current task. One of the hotter girls in this school, Jessica, had a tendency to escape from her bed late at night and sneak into the girls showers to play with herself. She would choose a toy or two from her secret collection under her bed, then take a long, hot shower while pleasuring herself for hours. At least this was the rumor around campus

Logan was determined to find out if this was true by sneaking over to the girls building and artfully get himself into the girls showers. There he would watch first hand. While plotting his mischievous plan, he reminisced when he first heard about this rumor.

While drinking from a water fountain after class, he noticed a group of girls standing nearby in one of their social circles. They were engrossed in the daily gossip, unable to remove themselves or focus their attention on anything else for fear of missing a juicy little piece. Being so absorbed in the conversation, they were talking much louder than appropriate for a campus hall. It didn’t matter to him if they were whispering or shouting as he could pick up conversations from extremely long distances and had to tune out most of the sounds he heard. Luckily it was a effortless task. The girls kept using the article “her” and he quickly realized they were not talking about each other, yet one of their peers. After a few moments he learned of the juicy rumors. His thoughts quickly moved to Jessica, naked, in a hot steamy shower. Once he heard this rumor, his mind was made up. He would see himself to the show. A live show.

Logan shared his dorm room with a rather particular person. His roommate was quiet, shy and rarely spoke his mind. A perfect person to keep his mouth shut if the nights events went sour. He was confident enough in himself that everything would go his way. He carefully removed himself out of his bed. His feet planting firmly into the floor. He distributed his weight gingerly on the old creaky floor so as to to limit any sound. as He opened the door without hitch. He had put much forethought into this and oiled the hinges earlier in the day to ensure it remained quiet. After closing the door, he made his way down the hall toward the exit. He could have just hovered his way over since he was able to levitate himself off the floor and even propel himself forward with great speed, but he would not use that ability with the chance of someone seeing him. Not even a inch off the ground to limit any sound from being made.

He quietly made his way down the hall, staying on the thick carpet that was laid over the wood floor. The walls were built from a rich expensive wood that he could not recognize and the floors the same. The dimly lit hallway was lined with elaborate timber doors that lead into more rooms. Two people to a room and the dorm was 4 stories High. The bottom level was the kitchen, living room and a study room. Logan’s room was luckily on the second floor. It only took him a few moments to reach the stair case, descend down it and find himself at the escort fındıkzade door that leads outside. Outside was the courtyard and at the exact opposite end of the courtyard was the girls dorm. The courtyard was rectangle with the furthermost points being the dorms. Normally this wouldn’t be a bother, but there were night guards that stalked the grounds. Not many, but enough to be an annoyance.

He took out his black ski mask and placed it over his head. Wearing all black was a prudent step to remain undetected. He had on Vibram footwear, black turtleneck, black gym pants and black gloves. Pulling out his watch, he placed his fingers on one of the timers and peaked his head out one of the small windows of the door. A few nights ago he slipped up onto the roof of the boys dorm and made extensive notes on the guards patrol routine. They were creatures of habit, and all of there routes were timed. His watch would come in handy. He had it placed on his left wrist, but in an reversed fashion. He looked outside again and at his mark, he opened the door and went outside.

He had fifteen seconds to hug the wall to his immediate right and keep flat until he reached his first checkpoint. The courtyard had many rectangle stonewalls that centered a flower bed, benches and bushes. This would give him sufficient cover while breaking into the guards lines. The first checkpoint was one of the stonewalls. They were about three and a half feet tall which allowed him to crouch behind the wall and remain hidden. He pushed his side into the wall and crouched as low as possible. He looked at his watched and waited for two minutes to go by before rushing to the next checkpoint. Once there, he stayed near the bush and allowed the lone guard to walk by. It was very dark out which is why the guards had flashlights. However, it was simple enough to stay out of the light.

The courtyard was littered with greenery and classic marble stone. Carved statues laid on pedestals and were placed symmetrically in the courtyard. Almost all the decorations were placed in a coordinated fashion. The guard finally made enough ground where Logan was able to go past him and reach the halfway mark between the two dorms.

Once he arrived at checkpoint three he poked his head over the stonewall to look at the guards. They seemed bored and docile. Blindly walking their routes without really paying attention to anyone. The dean decided to hire them after some of college students vandalized a few of the building walls with graffiti. The guards did prevent any future occurrences, but it seemed a tad extreme.. It was just a little paint on a wall, and there were other methods to halt the disorder that would be much less costly.

The guard closest to his proximity was turning around a corner on the stone bricked walkway. Once the guard made the bend, he hurled himself over the wall, landing discretely in some grass. He crouched and shuffled right behind the guard,momentarily thinking of how easy it would be to take him down. The thought instantly left his mind as fast as it had come. He went past the guard to his last check point. A cursory glance at this watch told him he needed to wait two more minutes before he would be at the door to the girls dorm. This would lead to the most difficult part of the erotic, covert mission he had embarked upon. The girls dorm main door was locked from the inside. He had already purchased a lock picking kit and practiced on a few locks he purchased at a local hardware store. The problem he faced was he had only a few precious moments to pick the lock and get inside.

One of the guards walks by a main door every minute and a half. It strangely seemed that it was enough time to pick a silly lock and gain entrance, but it hardly was. At his mark he moved over to the door. It was extremely dark out thanks to the heavy clouds that lingered in the moist air. Soon the clouds would pour rain upon the ground, but hopefully he had enough time to watch the show and get back to his room without getting wet.

He pulled out the lock picking kit and slid the tension wrench into the lock, then he carefully glided the pick into the locking mechanism. He easily found the first pin in the back. With a few simple vibrations, the first pin rested on the edge of the shear line. It took him thirty seconds to get the first pin and he was sure he had four more to go. He didn’t even bother looking behind him to check the guards. He just focused on the next pin. Forty-five seconds later he was able to complete the lock and turn it. He pulled the wrench and pick out of the lock abruptly, making the slightest amount of noise. He opened the door quietly and was able to slip inside without any notice from the guards.

Once inside he took a moment to gather his bearings. His eyes adjusted to the limited light indoors. This was the first time he was in the girls dorm room. Boys were strictly forbidden. If the design was the same for the boys dorm the showers would be in the basement. escort istanbul There was a locker room down there as well with access to a gym for the girls. The locker room should have direct access to the showers and again if it was similar to the boys dorm, there would not be shower stalls, but a room with shower heads that the girls take turns in sharing. He was getting closer to his prize, but he was hoping the gossip he heard earlier was correct. According to the reports Jessica would get to the showers around three am.

It was a strange notion to think he had super-human abilities, yet he was still a warm blooded male with raging hormones and just wanted to see some ass. After locating the stairs he traveled down each step with delicacy. He knew not if any girls were up or if he would accidentally run into Jessica. He just had to keep moving forward to get his reward.

It didn’t take long to get to the locker room. But his worst fear was starting to come into reality. He could not hear anything in the showers. Was this trip all for nothing? He hoped not. Still he kept pushing forward until he heard the sound of a bag being dropped. He instantly froze in place and looked around. The locker room was fairly large and to the right of it was where the showers were located. It didn’t take long to get near the entrance of the showers, but the layout was proving to be difficult. To get into the shower room you walked though an arched doorway that was about six feet wide. Once in the shower room there was no real place to hide. It was a square room with a horizontal wall in the middle that carried more shower heads. The only place he would remain hidden was up against a row of lockers that faced the entrance. That limited his visibility to only the horizontal wall that had about five shower heads. So if Jessica decided to do her little show anywhere except that wall all of this would have been for nothing. He would not be able to watch her, only hear her. Too bad he wasn’t able to see through walls.

He stayed at the far right corner of the locker room waiting for Jessica to present herself. Then he saw her, she walked right by and into the shower room. From his position, Logan heard her turn on one of the lights in the shower room. The show was about to start and his mind raced. He tip toed carefully to the edge of the entrance and peaked around the corner. From there he could clearly see Jessica’s back and on the floor beside her was a gym bag. She bent down and opened the bag by pulling the zipper fly to the opposite end of the bag. She ruffled though the contents until she found her towel and placed it on a small wooden chair. The shower walls were bright white tiles with a colorful flower design painted on them. He guessed this made the shower room more feminine and welcoming.. The wooden chair was accompanied by another chair right next to it. Only the second chair had nothing on top if it. Interesting he thought to himself.

Jessica had only turned on one light in the bathroom. . The light bulbs were positioned in a way that it created a spotlight on the wall where she was standing. This ensures that it would be burdensome on her eyes to look into the locker room where Logan was. He congratulated himself silently on his ideal planning and position and was confident that he could sit along the lockers and not be seen if she looked his way.. This theory worked well in practice as he moved over to the lockers and settled in for the show as Jessica turned around and let her bathrobe fall to the ground.

Logan’s attentiveness was instantly peaked. She was not completely naked yet instead had laced booty shorts that hugged her ass and a laced bra that pushed her boobs together. It was an amazing sight to behold. Jessica was medium in height, had wavy dark brown hair that flowed evenly down, just below her shoulders. She had dimples in her checks that highlighted her brown eyes and dark eye lashes. She also owned a very cute smile which was exposed as she unclasped her bra that was holding her breasts firmly together. The blue bra fell lightly on the floor which allowed her full breasts to fall to their natural perky position. She had a slim frame that made her breasts appear larger than they are.. When looking at her front her nipples were bright and pert. The areola around her nipple was just slightly darker than her skin color. It was obvious that when she tanned, she tanned completely nude.

Her chest cropped down to her stomach with a very cute belly button. Her hips were wide, but not overly wide and lead down to her legs that were unmistakably a huge asset to her already sexy body. She turned around so her back was to him and shifted her hips to the left as she slowly began to pull her panties down to her knees. She hesitated a little and turned her head ever so slightly, seeming to want to look behind her. She continued to look ahead and didn’t,pull her panties off, bending over as she did. Her legs were touching as this happened and her beautiful ass was in full view. escort aksaray She didn’t have a large ass, but it was full and shapely. Her butt had a tear drop shape that was very appealing. Her checks were spread apart once she pulled the panties under her toes. This allowed Logan to peer directly into Jessica’s pussy and her little rosebud. As quickly as he was able to gaze into her womanhood the sight was gone. She has stood back up and walked to one of the shower heads. The dial that allowed the water to start flowing was all digital. All she needed to do was pick a temperature and water would start shooting out. She would also be able to changed the spray settings if she so desired.

The water began to run out of the head and falling onto her naked body. It was very sexy to see water break off her body and steam begin to rise from the heat. He could barely contain himself and his thoughts started going to naughty places. She had her hair up and a messy bun to avoid getting it wet. Again her back was to the lockers where Logan was as which showed off her beautiful curves. The water slammed onto her chest, down her stomach, ran into her pelvis and cascaded onto her inner thighs. Just as he wondered when and if she was going to play with herself, her hands begun massaging her breasts. It was distinctively apparent through her motions that she was trying to slowly up work herself up. That and the hot water started to do the job in spades. She let go a small moan, that made Logan’s cock flex. Her hands went from her breasts down her side and over her ass. She bent over slightly and spread her cheeks apart. It was like she was doing it for him, but she had no idea he was there. At least he didn’t think so. Her right hand left her ass to be firmly placed on the shower wall. She braced herself as he other hand moved over her hip and into her mound.

From there it was hard to see, but he figured she was separating her pussy lips to lightly rub her clit. She moaned once more and arched her back. The events were elevating quickly as he could clearly see her stick two fingers inside of herself. He was about twenty feet away from Jessica in a straight line, but luckily he had enhanced vision. If he focused on a certain spot his eyes would enlarge the image like an optical zoom. He focused directly on her sweet pussy was able to make it out in better detail. From this angle her could see she did not have large pussy lips, but they were clearly visible unlike other pussies where you see just the slit. If she bent over even more, her clit would be noticeable too. And since her legs were together her rosebud was still still playing shy. She then turned around, placed her back against the wall and her hand quickly found her pussy. Her clit was very bold and very enlarged. It was burning red and Jessica’s fingers started to stroke it with more intensity. Another moan escaped her pretty mouth only this time more audible than any of the other ones. Almost like she was tired of trying to hold back and just wanted to express her passion. She looked down at her pussy as one hand squeezed her breast so tightly the cleavage protruded from the gaps in her fingers and the other hand massaged her clit with a technique that was clearly well practiced.

Logan looked up at her eyes at this point to see them going from being open and aware, to half closed and tired, but mostly in an absolutely pleasurable state. Her eye lids would flicker, and her facial muscles twitch. She would smile at one moment and make the “O” face right after and alter between the two. Soon her legs begun to shake and she slowly drifted down until her ass hit the floor. Her back was still leaning up against the wall, but she slouched a little to allow easier access for her hands. Suddenly her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she screamed.

“Unnngghhhh”

It was clear she was having an orgasm, and a very nice one at that. The best part was that he was starting right at it. It wasn’t until this moment he realized his cock was enlarged and wanted to escape the enclosed space it felt trapped in. He decided not to risk it and pull it out in case he needed to make a fast escape. He silently cursed as the show was making him extremely hard.

As soon as her orgasm subsided she was composing herself and lifting herself up off the ground. Logan braced himself as if it was the moment to leave, but Jessica walked over to her bag and pulled out two long cock shaped toys. She then grabbed a chair and placed it right in the path of the shower. Water splashed on the chair and she turned the chair so she could sit on it backwards. She hung her pelvis slightly off the edge. Her face was toward the shower and he wondered what was going through her head at this moment. Her ass was pointed straight at him and he could not anticipate what was going to happen next. She first took the purple vibrator and pushed it deep into her pussy. There was no hesitation and plenty of her juices to slide it in without restriction. The vibrator went all the way in and only the last inch or so poked out of her wet hole. She had great control over her kegel muscles. The second toy was a a tad larger and more flexible. She scraped some of the lingering juices from her pussy and did her best to smooth them over her ass. She widened her legs and flexed her rosebud as to warn it for the upcoming assault.

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I have known her a long, long time. From the first time I saw her, I had a huge crush on her. That gradually grew into a full blown fantasy.

She was a few years older than me. She was tall and thin, with sexy long, tanned legs and a small luscious ass. Her breasts were very small, but they fit her perfectly. She kept her hair long and it varied from light brown to dark blonde.

I thought that she was so beautiful and I wanted her so bad. We were friends and dated other people throughout the years, but we always stayed in touch with each other.

We flirted with each other, but it was mostly innocent. We would talk about sex now and then and even had phone sex once, but for a long time, it never went past that.

I knew it was more when I would see her and feel my cock stirring in my pants. At times, she would have my cock fully erect without even knowing it.

What started as an innocent crush, had grown into my fantasy.

The first time we ever fooled around was great. We had gone out as friends to shoot pool at a local billiard bar. We shot pool and drank lots of beer. If the evening would have ended with that, it would have been fun.

She looked great. She wore a button up shirt and jeans. Her long legs looked great in the jeans and they were tight enough to show her beautiful little ass.

We walked out to the parking lot, it was cold, and we jumped into my car to warm up. We talked for a while and before I knew it, we were kissing. She was a great kisser. Our tongues explored each other. My hands began groping her, running through her long hair, rubbing her ass. I felt her tiny breasts as we kissed harder. I slowly unbuttoned her shirt and opened it to expose her bra clad breasts. I kissed down her neck and over the tops of her breasts. I could feel my cock beginning to awaken in my own jeans.

We kissed more passionately as I slid her bra down and felt her small breast with my fingers, teasing her small nipple, making it erect. I rubbed it between my fingers as her breathing grew harder. I kissed down her neck again and licked her hard nipple with tongue. I sucked it gently, flicking it with my tongue. She sighed deeply.

I stopped for a second to take a look at her. Here I was with my dream girl, the girl I had had a crush on for years. She was so beautiful, so hot. It was incredible to see her getting so hot from what I was doing to her!

By this time, my cock was straining against my jeans. We continued

to kiss hard while I teased her breasts with my hands. I could not control myself anymore. I wanted her so bad. My hand traveled down her flat stomach to her jeans. She did not stop me as I unbuttoned her jeans. She kissed me harder.

My hand dove under her panties and over the small mound of her tiny bush. I softly stroked her pussy, feeling that she was already getting wet. She sighed deeply again as my fingers found her clit and stroked it softly. She responded by grabbing my now hard cock through my jeans. She began stroking it through my jeans. My fingers increased the tempo on her clit, I could feel her getting wetter and wetter.

She unbuttoned my jeans and reached in and grabbed my hard cock. I was so excited. I wanted her so escort türbanlı much I couldn’t stand it! I wanted to pull off her pants and lean her back and go down on her wet pussy. I wanted to taste her so bad. But she would not move. I hoped then that maybe she would pull my cock out and suck it, but that did not happen either.

We continued kissing passionately, stroking each other, getting each other hotter and hotter. It was wonderful, but my lust wanted more of her.

“Let’s go get a hotel room.” I said.

“I can’t.” she said, breathing heavily. “My boyfriend may come over.”

Lost in the moment, I had forgotten all about her having a boyfriend. I hope that she had too, but apparently not all together.

“I need to go.” she said sadly.

I wanted to tell her no, but I didn’t. We dressed ourselves and kissed each other goodbye.

I went home that night and replayed everything over in my mind. I ended up jerking off my hard cock and shooting a huge load of cum as I fantasized about her.

Our relationship drifted back to being friends again. We never talked about that night. I still lusted after her each time I saw her in short shorts or a revealing shirt. I would fantasize about her and rub my cock raw, jerking off to thoughts of her.

I would be with other women and fantasize about them being her. I would dream that it was her sucking on my cock and fire off a huge load of cum, much to the surprise of the girl I was actually with! She was still my ultimate dream girl.

One night I had been out drinking with my buddies. I was feeling pretty good and gave her a call. To my surprise, she told me to come over.

She met me at the front door in a robe and led me to her bedroom. We fell into the bed together and I quickly parted her robe, finding her naked beneath it. We kissed and I sucked at her small breasts. My hand reached down and stroked her pussy, getting her wet in seconds. She looked so wonderful naked.

After a few minutes, she was soaking wet. She pulled my hard cock free from my jeans. The head of my cock was covered in pre-cum and she used it to lubricate my cock as she began stroking my hardness.

I wanted to go down on her and taste her sweet pussy, but she would not let me. We continued to stroke each other, much to my growing frustration.

I told her that I wanted her to cum, but she said that she would not be able to with me using just my fingers. I told her that I wanted to be inside her, but she told me that she did not think that was a good idea.

I went home again that night and jerked my cock into a huge eruption of thick ropes of cum, dreaming that I was fucking her sweet, little, hot pussy.

I called her the next day to see how things were between us. I was surprised when she told me to come over. When I got over to her house, she was just about to get into the shower. She told me to relax, so I hung out in her bedroom, while she took a shower in the room next door.

I heard her get out of the shower and towel off. She walked into her bedroom wrapped in a towel. She stood there and we talked for a few seconds and then she dropped her towel.

She escorts istanbul was marvelous. Her long sexy legs led up to a neatly trimmed bush. Her small breasts stood out on her chest and her face was beaming with beauty.

I stood and went to her, taking each other in our arms, we kissed and groped each other. She helped me pull off my clothes and we were naked together, kissing and holding each other. I became erect in minutes and she led me to the bed.

She pushed me back on the bed and then laid on top of me. We kissed more passionately, our bodies pressed together. My hard cock was pressed against the softness of her bush.

She spread her legs and let my cock slip down and touch her hot wetness. I could feel the heat coming off of her pussy. She pushed her hips back and I felt myself slid into her. She was so hot and wet. Her tight pussy enveloped my hardness. It felt like heaven. She still lay on top of me, not straddling or riding me, just lying on top of me, kissing still.

She moved back and forth, letting my cock penetrate deeper and deeper into her. I could feel her hard nipples against my chest. Her freshly washed hair dangled down in my face, smelling flowery and fresh.

She was moving faster and faster. Her hot little pussy felt so good. I knew I was not going to last long, but she would not slow down. She continued to rock back and forth on me.

I felt my cock getting ready to explode. I pulled out of her and erupted all over her and the bed. I was so humiliated that I had only lasted a few minutes. I had wanted it to last forever.

She collapsed on top of me and we held each other for several minutes in silence, just enjoying the feel of each other. Finally, she pulled herself up. She went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up and brought me a towel.

It had been short, but wonderful. She was so beautiful and had felt so good. She never said a word about my premature eruption, much to my relief. I knew that I could have fucked her better than that. I hoped that there would be another chance for me.

Several months later, we had met for drinks. We had gone up to the corner bar, near my house. We finished our drinks and left, back to my house. I wasn’t sure where things would go, but I quickly found out.

We were soon naked on my bed. She looked wonderful naked. Some guys might have thought her to be too skinny or her tits too small, but to me, she was a goddess. It did not take much foreplay before I was rock hard.

I wanted to go down on her and taste her pussy and tease her with my tongue, but she would not let me. Instead, she rolled me on my back and straddled me. She gently grabbed my hard cock and slid me inside of her.

She was wonderful. Her pussy was so hot, wet, and tight. It felt as if she were clutching at my hard cock with her pussy. I grew even harder inside of her. She started slowly, grinding her hips up and down. I met her with soft thrusts up into her. I would lean up and kiss her or take her small nipples in my mouth. Our breathing grew heavier as we enjoyed the feel of each other.

I slid my hands to her hips and pulled her down on me as I thrust up into her. Her pussy was so tight escort olgun around my hard cock, it felt so good. The alcohol from earlier was keeping me from coming too soon. To my relief, this time it was lasting a long time. She was moaning softly now, her pace increasing. We were kissing harder now as she got hotter.

I could not believe that finally, my beautiful dream girl was actually here, riding me, enjoying it as much as I did. She looked so beautiful, naked and ecstatic. I was still rock hard, thrusting up into her hot pussy.

My hands slowly slid to her tiny ass. Without thinking about it, my fingers were soon teasing her backside. She moaned again. Slowly I slid a finger just inside of her ass and slowly wiggled it back and forth as I thrust my cock harder into her.

She was going much faster now, moaning much more loudly now. My finger and my blood engorged cock penetrating faster into the liquid heat of her pussy and her ass. I was thrusting up off of the bed, hard into her. She responded back just as hard. I was so hard, it actually hurt a little, but I ignored that because her pussy felt so good.

“Please, don’t cum inside of me.” She said breathlessly.

In the rush of things, we had not even considered a condom. Now I was glad that we had not used one, this felt too good to have passed up.

“Okay.” I replied.

Just as fast, her body contracted and she moaned loudly. I could tell that she was coming. I thrust up into her harder, as her body shivered in an orgasm. Her head was back, as if she were looking up to the ceiling, as she moaned loudly with pleasure.

We continued on and soon she had another orgasm. She looked so beautiful, lost in the passion of her orgasm. Seeing her cum, made me even hotter! We were going so fast now, so hard. It felt so great. She was on fire and we were both sweating some now.

We had a great rhythm going, meeting each other’s thrust with our own. Her eyes were closed, but she had a look of immense enjoyment on her beautiful face. I leaned up and took her nipple in my mouth and she sighed loudly. I felt myself getting close to exploding.

I told her that I was going to cum and pulled myself out of her hot pussy, and my cock ended up in between her tiny ass cheeks, jutting up toward the ceiling. My cock exploded like a volcano when I came. I felt a huge load of molten cum shooting out of me. She leaned down and kissed me hard as I finished coming. I don’t ever remember coming so hard. We laid together for a short time and then she said that she needed to go.

We would remain friends for many more years to come. She never mentioned our times together, but I hope that she thought they were as hot as I did. Sometimes I would see her looking especially hot, maybe in a bikini at the beach or a sexy outfit. I would think back to that night and how good it felt being inside her hot little pussy.

I usually ended up jerking off again, but now it was so much better. I knew how great her pussy felt, how her long legs wrapped around me felt, how she looked riding my cock, and how she looked when she came. I would fantasize how it would be to cum in that hot little pussy or shooting hot strands of cum on her small tits. I would dream about bursting in her mouth as she gave me a blowjob or how she would taste as I ate her pussy. I would even reward the girl I was screwing at that time with particularly large loads of cum as I fantasized about her as we had sex.

So despite all the years, she still remains my fantasy girl!

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