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Author’s Note: This is my entry for Lit’s April Fools Day Story Contest 2023. I do hope you enjoy it.

Fair warning – This story is mostly college sex with a smidgen of plot. April Fools’ is a joke of a holiday and so it ‘mostly’ just gets fucked. (We should all be so lucky!)

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“Well, I should have figured, right? I mean, it is the first. Why?”

He wanted to ask if she was going to give him a pity blow job or something, but he would never be that crass, not out loud. Smiling at her, he tried in vain to forget about all the times he’d jerked-off imagining her pouty lips around his cock, her vibrant eyes locked on his. They’d never said more than five words to each other before tonight. Now here she was, looking somewhat flustered. And as cute as that was, it was making him uncomfortable.

“I don’t know. Josh’s stupid prank seemed nasty to me, not funny. You talk about that convention a lot, not that I was eavesdropping or anything…and I know you would have loved to win those tickets. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. That’s all.”

“Oh, okay…”

“So? Are you? Okay, I mean.”

“Yea, I’m fine! Are you, Emilia? You’re being kind of weird. Not that I’m calling you weird! Fucking hell, Brian! Why do you have to be so awkward?!”

He was one of the founding members of a gaming club, SWORDs, Students Who Occasionally Roll Dice. He’d started it with D&D in mind, but it quickly evolved from there to include all sorts of games. This was his Senior year, and he’d spent nearly every Saturday night in the club room, playing one game or another. She’d only started coming this year, this semester actually.

And she only ever played chess.

It was technically a game after all. He did most of the purchasing for the club and didn’t actually remember ordering the set. After seeing her that first night, he was more than thrilled it was here. Not that she ever had too many people to play against. More often than not, she sat at the table with the set assembled, casually reading a book. She’d make polite small talk, smile at you, she was cordial enough. Maybe she was just shy, but lately she seemed a bit standoffish.

It could have been how she dressed, too. That sort of thing didn’t really matter to him, not to someone who always threw on jeans and a plain t-shirt. But she did dress slightly prim. It was usually something pretty similar to tonight. Loose, flowy skirt that swayed and hit right above her knees. A modest blouse with the barest hint of cleavage and lately some kind of cardigan or wrap or jacket that she’d use to cover the girls well. Reserved was the word for it.

Not that he had room to talk. He’d also been somewhat reserved with her. Thinking about joining her once or twice, he always opted for one of his own campaigns or a stand-alone game that he had going. In his defense, she made him nervous as all hell. Though she always seemed to be positioned in a way that whenever he’d look up, he was looking up at her. Her, and her magnificent, snowy-white breasts. (At least the tops of them.) She’d only really started covering them up in the past few weeks, but his memories were quite vivid. Whenever she’d need to concentrate on a move she’d cross her arms in front of her and her breasts would just kinda ‘pop!’ More than once he’d been not-so-subtly teased about it. Often he was grateful for the table that covered his lap.

Besides, she wasn’t always quiet. When someone did ask to play against her, she was lively and talkative. Not to mention her smile, the way her eyes would shine! He’d gotten teased plenty this past semester. The new guy, Josh, was a tool, but at least he’d keep the club going. That’s how Brian rationalized putting up with him, anyway.

He was the one behind the April Fools’ prank. Josh had made it seem like a group effort, but even Emilia saw through that. Brian had been looking forward to this indie convention, one artist in particular was having a small scale panel with a limited number of in-person tickets. They’d put together this elaborate lottery system online, that part was real. Josh had tricked Brian into thinking he’d won for most of the day, only for him to show up at the club and find out it was all a prank.

“Hey! Don’t be so mean to yourself!” she grabbed for his hand as he was about to smack his own forehead with it, being slightly extra after calling the cute girl he’s been crushing on ‘weird.’

She held his hand as she self-consciously searched for the right words, “You’re not wrong.” Brian’s face flushed as he had a moment of hope that he really was about to get a pity blow job, before he realized he hadn’t actually asked that out loud. “I was being a little weird.”

“No! You weren’t! I was—”

“Brian, can you just shut up for a minute, please?” She’d surprised herself almost as much as him. The room had mostly emptied at this point, but now the few stragglers quickly headed out as Brian uncomfortably cleared escort bayan bursa his throat, crossing his arms in front of him as she timidly let go of his hand.

“I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to be rude or anything. I was being weird because I don’t know how to do this!” Her eyes popped as she spat out the word ‘this,’ as though she’d confessed to something lewd.

He wanted for all the world to ask what ‘this’ was, but he wasn’t an idiot. He’d find out soon enough, likely sooner if he kept his mouth shut.

“I don’t know. I like guys that don’t have lines. Too many guys use the same old thing. ‘You’re not like the other girls, you’re different, special, blech, I can tell.’ That sort of thing. You don’t do that. You’re an absolute sweetheart. I’ve been coming here for months now and not once have you given me a cheesy line. Although maybe something would be nice, so I would know if you were interested in me or not? You can let someone know you’re into them without manipulating them, shocker, I get it. But I’m rambling, and assuming.

“Josh is an asshole. I’m sorry he played that prank on you. Personally, I think April Fools’ is fucking stupid. Anyway, I’d like to make your day better, if that’s something you’d like?” She stared at his feet, as though they were going to give her an answer.

Brian’s mouth hung open as his mind blanked and his cock jumped.

“You don’t have to,” she mumbled nervously, “and if you’re not saying anything because I told you to shut up before, please stop that.” She still hadn’t looked up, but he really was at a loss for words.

When he still hadn’t said a thing she looked up into his surprised, widened eyes. Seeing his bewildered expression, her nervous one settled into something he hadn’t seen from her before. Seductive wasn’t quite the word, but it was close.

“Come on, let’s go get dinner,” she purred while tugging gently on his arm. He nearly tripped as he stood upright, realizing she meant a date, not a blowjob. He was still more than ready to follow her anywhere. “I promise, no pranks, jokes, or teasing.” For a second Brian had a moment of panic, certain this had to be yet another April Fools’ shenanigan. He quickly decided any possible reward far outweighed the risk.

She tucked her arm around his as she asked, “So, what are you in the mood for?”

Swallowing hard, he found some semblance of nerve. “If I were to say ‘you,’ would that be too much of a line? Or just enough to let you know I’m interested?”

It was Emilia’s turn to falter as she stopped dead in her tracks. She looked up at Brian’s half smile as he laughed nervously, unsure if he’d pushed his luck too far.

Biting the inside of her cheek, a habit Brian had noticed she did when thinking a move through, she looked him up and down. “There’s a psych honors’ study room on the next floor down. I need to show you something.” He wasn’t about to argue as she laced her fingers in his and led him towards the stairs.

The room was dark inside as she swiped her student id on the locked keypad. Walking in set off the motion sensor lights as she continued pulling him along. It was a wide open room with several tables, dozens of chairs, walls lined with bookshelves, and a row of private study rooms off to the side.

She headed for one of the study rooms, holding his hand tightly despite his growing perspiration. As she pulled him into the room she shut the door behind him, not minding to turn on the light that was still a physical switch for this room. No one in the honors’ program had complained. Having a generally soundproof, dark room at your disposable was ideal for an intense study session on your computer, a midday nap after an all-nighter, or to let off some steam whenever the mood hit.

Emilia pulled Brian’s hand to her, placing it low on her hip as her own hands gently brushed over his neck, almost tickling him in the dark.

“I thought you said no more teasing…” his voice nearly cracked as his excited cock twitched.

She leaned up and kissed his neck, leaving her lips to linger as his body stiffened under her touch. “Teasing would imply you weren’t going to get anything. That’s certainly not my intention.”

He let out a long and heavy sigh as she pressed herself against him and his hardening erection. She kissed his neck again. This time he pulled her body closer to him, pressing himself against her and eliciting a little moan.

He looked down to see her face illuminated from the sliver of light coming through the narrow window in the door. His own courage began to take shape. He leaned down to kiss her, prompting an even louder moan as they explored one another.

When their lips finally broke free from their breathless kiss, it was as if she remembered why she brought him down here. She yanked off her cardigan, tossing it onto the table. She guided Brian over to the couch, not so gently sitting his tall stature down the length of it. It was bursa sinirsiz eskort a small, uncomfortable couch, clearly meant for studying and nothing else.

She straddled him, her flowing skirt easily accommodating the necessary flexibility. What little light they’d had suddenly disappeared as the motion sensor light in the main room shut off. He couldn’t see, but his hands skimmed the outside of her thighs as she sat up on top of him. For a moment she was wiggling about, but nothing seemed to be happening. She came down to kiss him again, pressing her chest against his as she buried her hands in his hair. Gradually his hands moved from her thighs to her waist to her… her shirt was half way down her torso. There was no bra to be found.

Tentatively he placed his hands on her bare back as she gently nipped his tongue. He let out a breathy, “FUCK,” as she sat up. He still couldn’t see, but she’d moved his hands for him. He was reveling in the sensation of each hand grasping a plump breast with a tout nipple poking at the centers of his palms. She was barely grinding against his cock, but he couldn’t stop his body from shaking and jerking at the sensation.

“Is this okay?” she asked, some of her earlier hesitation having returned to her voice.

“Yes! Em, fuck, yes! Thank you.” She couldn’t help but giggle at his emphatic appreciation. Though it was short lived as he clasped her nipples a bit too tightly all of a sudden, drawing a gasp as her whole body shuddered. This wasn’t the first time she’d used one of these rooms like this one, but she’d never moved so fast with anyone before. She could only hope he’d give her the time to explain later, and really, she had no reason to think he wouldn’t.

He bucked his hips lightly and pulled her back down to him. After another impassioned kiss she began to make her way down his jawline, and further, while he repeatedly moaned out his nickname for her, “Oh Em, Em, Fuck yes, Em…” Her lips caressed down his neck, his chest, until his shirt was too intrusive. She slid to his side, much to his chagrin as her loss of weight and heat almost felt painful against his hard, throbbing cock.

About to say something, unaware of her working up her courage yet again, his breath caught when he felt her slender fingers sliding underneath his t-shirt. She smiled into his chest, feeling and hearing him react to her. She fumbled with his belt buckle for an interminable amount of time before he volunteered his services. She had been considerate enough to remove one of his biggest obstacles, after all. She kissed his chest as if by thanks once he was done, and immediately her hand dipped into his jeans to stroke his hard cock through his boxers.

The instant she made contact he gritted his teeth, groaning, and had to keep himself from cumming. He still couldn’t believe this was happening. He knew Josh was in the same program and had to have access to these rooms. When was he going to jump out and take a picture, whisking Em away from him? That thought was certainly enough to settle his load.

She didn’t move the boxers aside or slip under them. Instead she moved, positioning herself between his legs as he placed one foot solidly on the floor, giving her ample room to comfortably situate herself. Her hands rested on his hips as she nuzzled his excited cock through the material. At least he thought she was nuzzling his cock. Until he felt her tongue slide up and down his shaft through the slit in the boxers. He had to grit his teeth and grab at the couch frame to stop himself from bucking into her face.

When she got to the head, twirling her tongue, savoring and sucking up the precum, without thought his hand jolted to grab ahold of her hair. With an ‘oof’ she squelched a small yelp as he grasped too hard. He immediately let go, sputtering out sorry after sorry. All of which she ignored, hungrily pulling down his boxers to be able to fully take his cock, unhindered. His head fell back as he moaned her name, and she again grabbed his sides, her tongue adoring, worshipping every inch, groove, and ridge.

She’d started slowly, methodically, and steadily worked up a good speed. Brian was no slouch, drool worthy girth, but Emilia’s ex had an inch or two on him in length. She knew she could take him all, in every way. Nothing she was worried about, especially not right now. She worked him all in, down to his base, sucking with just the right amount of pressure, tongue wriggling and writhing, pressing against his throbbing…too throbbing…

“Em…I’m—” he moaned as rope after rope of his cum shot down her throat.

A warning would have been nice, but it wasn’t necessary. Especially with him practically down her throat. She readily swallowed as she continued to eagerly milk his dick, her nose pressed into his crotch, deeply inhaling his musk. She was surprised at how much he came and wondered how long it had been for him. Making escort bayan sure he was squeaky clean, she worked her way off of him and tenderly tucked him back in to his boxers.

Heavy panting echoed through the room as he came back down from that high. The only other sound was Emilia’s light footsteps as she walked across the room to grab her cardigan. “Now what are you in the mood for?” Her voice was filled with laughter as she walked back to him.

“If I say ‘you’ again, what happens then?”

Their eyes had somewhat adjusted to the dark, the light from the neon EXIT signs enough to find one another without fumbling, she leaned down and kissed him. It was different this time, deeper, more passionate. She started to pull away, but he came with her, not letting her lips leave his.

Scrambling to his feet he backed her up to the wall. He grabbed for her ass, pulling skirt material up and out of his way as his hands frantically explored every part of her he could manage, his lips yet to leave hers. She grabbed at her skirt, pulling it up for him. His fingers dove for her panties, now practically soaked through. He groaned into her mouth feeling how wet they were as he stroked her pussy through the material. Her legs quivered and she dropped the skirt, throwing her arms around his shoulders for support.

Fingers slipped around the side of her panties, past her lips, plunging into her slick cunt. They both groaned at the sensation, he couldn’t believe how warm, no – hot, wet, and tight she was, she couldn’t believe how much she needed his touch. Even if it was slightly inexperienced.

“Em, do you…uh, have a condom?”

“Oh… Do you want one?”

“Shouldn’t we—”

“I’m on birth control and haven’t slept with anyone in months. I’m safe, what about you?”

“Yea, same. I’m good.” He didn’t want to tell her it’d been years, almost three. Or that she’d just given him the best blowjob of his life, even if it had been one of the quickest. (Though he was very grateful to have gotten that dry spell causing hair trigger out of the way already.) He wanted to impress her, he wanted to please her, and he was already more than ready to go again. But he’d also never had sex without a condom before, and a part of him was freaking out.

Her hands were roaming all over his body, under his shirt, over his arms, massaging his once again hard cock. Her lips were constantly on some part of him or another as she moaned against him and his steady ministrations as they made her weak, her legs trembling when he’d hit just the right spot. He loved making her gasp like that. The way she’d clutch onto him was driving him wild. He’d hold onto her with his other arm to help stabilize her, but it was so fucking hot, and he’d keep at it until she started to shake. As much as he was enjoying this, he needed more. “I, um, I’ve never not used a condom…”

“Oh…” was all she said, letting the word linger in the air like a heavy smoke as she stilled her caresses. She knew he was inexperienced, but she hadn’t been quite sure ‘how’ inexperienced. Something he was quickly becoming aware of as their bodies pressed together, needing one another, and he wasn’t sure how to proceed.

His heart raced as she gently grasped his forearm, removing his fingers from inside her. He didn’t know what he’d done, but he desperately wanted to fix it. “Em, I—”

“Let me take care of you. Okay?” she asked as she again kissed his neck.

Without waiting for an answer she stood up from the wall and walked over to the light switch. “I’m getting the light. Figured you might want to see this time?” Again she didn’t wait for an answer before proceeding. The lights came on and they stood motionless, staring at one another. Emilia’s hair had gotten quite messy, her eye makeup smudged faintly from slightly wet eyes caused by her efforts earlier, and his just now. It was enough to make Brian’s breath catch as he stood there, his hard cock straining against his boxers as they protruded from his unbuckled and unzipped pants.

“Give me a minute,” she mused, grabbing one of the seemingly ironic ‘hang in there’ posters off of the wall and reapplying it over the narrow window on the door. “It won’t block out all the light, but no one will see anything from the hall. And everyone who uses these rooms knows what it means.” He nodded nervously. “I don’t want you to have the wrong idea about me. I’ve only ever used a room like this once before.”

“I’m not thinking anything like that. I just, I’m still waiting for this to all be another prank. You’re too good to be true, and when that’s the case, it usually is.”

“You really don’t remember, do you?”

“Remember what? What didn’t I do? Fuck, I’m so sorry!”

“It happened months before I started coming to the club. You kind of saved me. Okay, that’s definitely being grandiose. But Josh was being super pushy at that bar down on Main. You stepped in from out of nowhere. ‘Is this guy bothering you, Miss?’ You were being funny about it, I guess you two kinda know each other in passing? But honestly, I was actually really scared. Then I don’t know, it got the bouncers attention enough that he backed off. He started telling everyone I was a prude, but what do I care? As long as he leaves me alone.

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Bradley’s Life Part 1

All characters are over 18.

It’s was a quiet night, full of promise and temptation as Bradley found himself alone with his voluptuous blonde girlfriend in her shared apartment. The young couple was newly minted, having just finished their seventh date. Bradley moaned deeply into her mouth as she sat astride him in the living room.

Thus far, the furthest he’d been allowed to push her was kissing, but he was content with that. He had heard, through mutual friends, that Veronica had been through the wringer with previous boyfriends. As such, he was determined to set himself apart by not escalating things too quickly. Something that Veronica has seemed greatly pleased with up to tonight.

Whimpering quietly, Veronica pressed herself into him, subtly grinding her tight jean shorts into the telltale sign of her young boyfriend’s manhood. She wrung her hands on the back of his head, lightly clawing at him with her nails and sending shivers down his spine. “I love kissing you Bradley. It’s so much fun.” She cooed into his ear, taking a break from kissing whilst continuing her back and forth grind atop his lap.

Bradley gasped loudly as she sucked his earlobe between her lips. He lifted his hands slowly towards her hips, but was stunted by a quick grasp to his wrists.

Giggling softly, Veronica moved his hands back to the wooden arms of the chair. “Not yet baby. I’m not sure how far I want to take things with you. Yet.” She whispered, returning her hands to their rightful place behind his head.

Fighting for grace, Bradley sighed happily as his beautiful new girlfriend launched an attack on his tonsils with her tongue. He returned her lustful kiss, gripping the chair with white knuckles. He knew she wasn’t ready, and although he was a virgin, Bradley was no stranger to heavy petting. He had even had a girl go down on him once in the bathroom at a party. Though that wasn’t exactly an enjoyable experience as the girl in the event was very drunk, and stopped after barely wetting his cock to turn and vomit into the bathtub.

Bradley pushed that thought aside as his gorgeous girlfriend began panting and increasing the pace and pressure of her grinding against him. When her lips separated for a gasping mewl, Bradley caught her harried expression and flushing cheeks. “Are you going to cum baby?” He asked the petite blonde on top of him.

Veronica bit her voluptuous lower lip and lowered her forehead to his. The look in her eyes was confirmation enough but Veronica nodded none the less.

Bradley watched, captivated by the young goddess as she panted, leaned back, and gripped his shoulder tightly with her right hand. Her manicured nails dug into him.

Her mound pressed hard into his erection, the denim warm from friction and damp from her arousal. She continued grinding, whilst taking her left hand and caressing her breast and tugging at her nipple through her bright red halter top.

His eyes widened as Veronica whimpered again and bit her lip. Having never seen a woman so turned on, Bradley caught himself fighting the urge to plummet over the edge along with her.

Veronica continued her display as she rubbed herself against him. Arching back, she slid her hand down to her stomach and started slowly exposing her impossibly flat stomach by raising the hem of her shirt. Her other hand clutched his shoulder for balance as she inched herself closer to climax, simultaneously revealing more and more of her body to him.

Bradley gripped his seat fighting off his own orgasm as he saw the first peak of her lacy black bra. Though covered, his cock ached at the stimulating experience. Having only exposed the underwire, Bradley was hypnotized and staring ahead diligently in awe.

The spell broke abruptly as the apartment door swung open and shut in quick succession. Two heads turned simultaneously as Veronica’s roommate Valerie giggled at them from the doorway. “Hope I’m not interrupting.” She chuckled lamely at them.

Bradley groaned in exasperation as Veronica giggled at her friend. “Only a little.” She said, removing herself from her seated position and lowering her shirt. “But it’s probably for the best. Bradley here isn’t ready for my wild side yet. So thanks.” Turning away from her boyfriend, Veronica walked up to her roommate and wrapped the svelte brunette in a tight hug before giving her a light peck on the lips.

Bradley watched this all play out in slow motion, first her irresistibly perfect ass swaying away, noticing for the hundredth time how her cheeks peeked out, then the too close hug that gave him goosebumps, followed by the slight kiss that he wished would’ve lasted longer. Seeing the two close friends while in the state he was made Bradley groan again as his erection fought for release.

To her credit, Veronica noticed his predicament and gave him a sly wink. “Quit your grumbling baby. It’s no use getting jealous.” She said, before turning back to her friend. “You look so hot tonight. What’s the occasion?”

She wasn’t wrong. gorukle escort Bradley noted her roommate as discretely as possible. She was the same height as Veronica at 5’5″, though tonight she stood taller in a pair of purple heels that framed her feet delicately. Her brown hair was slightly red and hung curled down the middle of her back. She wore a black dress with spaghetti straps that clung to her body and flared out slightly in the middle of her thighs. Seeing her standing there with her hand settled on Veronica’s waistband made the notion of calming his manhood an impossibility.

Valerie leaned forward to press a soft smirking kiss on Veronica’s lips in return, making eye contact with Bradley as she did. Upon pulling away she said, “Oh just a date with Micha. You know how I like to tease him.”

Valeria chuckled as she spun around and led her roommate towards the living room couch. She held her friend’s hand and the two sat down across the room from Bradley. Their knees and thighs pressed closely, maintaining contact and causing Valerie’s dress to lift up her legs.

Bradley fought a grumble at the separation, but was intently fascinated by their rapport. “Any other plans tonight Val? We were just about to watch a movie.”

Valerie’s hand reached around his girlfriend’s waist and squeezed. He noted Veronica biting her lip and inching her face closer to her roommate. “A movie sounds fun. Although I’m still a hungry. You guys want to order in? I know a guy who does deliveries from Cheezus.”

Thinking about the famous local pizza place had Veronica’s mouth watering, that and the hungry look her boyfriend was giving them. She stroked her nails gently from her roommate’s knee up her bared leg, looking her beaux in the eye. “Mmm pizza sounds good. What do you think baby?” She asked him while Valerie shivered under her nails. “Do you want some hot and ready?”

Bradley groaned at the display and nodded his head, his own nails digging into the chair arms where his girlfriend had left them.

“Let me send a text.” Valerie intoned, removing her arm from behind her friend and bending over the arm of the couch. Her dress lifted in her position, showing off her firm ass in a pair of orange boy cut panties.

Veronica admired her roommate in that position for a moment before looking over towards Bradley. He too was staring. “BABY!” She yelped at him. “Oh no no no. You don’t get to ogle at other girls with me around! What’s wrong with you?”

Valerie chuckled, but stayed in place focused intently on her phone. Her hips swayed a bit, back and forth, as her friend scolded Bradley.

“I would think that you could keep your eyes in your head around me! YOUR GIRLFRIEND!” Veronica continued as Bradley raised his hands in defeat.

“You’re right! I’m sorry! Please? Okay?!” Bradley offered.

Veronica kept on like she hadn’t heard him, “You know what? I think he needs to be punished. What do you think Val?”

Valerie played her part to perfection, keeping her ass raised and wiggling further in Bradley’s direction. “Mmm. Sounds interesting.” Bradley tempted as he was at the offering hazarded a quick peek. Veronica caught his glance as he tried to hide it.

“That’s it!” She grunted, vaulting herself up and over to Bradley.

Though he was acutely aware of the trouble he was in, Bradley couldn’t help but feel excited as his girlfriend stomped over to him. Veronica thumped herself down hard on his erection, straddling him like before. She took his cheeks in her left hand and pursed his lips out before kissing him hard. With her right hand she deftly unbuckled his belt, whilst simultaneously licking and sucking on his plumped lips.

Once she had untangled his belt, she stood up abruptly, and harshly pulled it free of his jeans. He would’ve been scared for his life at her glaring look if he wasn’t so supremely aroused. Pausing for a moment, Veronica winked over her shoulder at Valerie and caught her smirk.

Bradley waited patiently, and for once didn’t glance over at the pretty brunette perched on the couch. His eyes never left his gorgeous girlfriend, and so he watched as she sauntered around his chair, belt in hand. Not knowing where this was going, he trembled slightly in anticipation.

Veronica stopped behind him, and slapped his own belt down on his thigh from above causing him to yelp out and try jumping up. She held him firm with a hand on the shoulder. “Oh don’t be such a baby. That wasn’t even that hard. Here. I won’t hit you again okay?!”

Bradley nodded mutely as his torturous girlfriend dragged the belt back up his body, his cock twitching as it passed overhead.

The blonde girlfriend locked eyes with her grinning roommate and lowered the belt over her boyfriends eyes. She cinched it tight without a pause, effectively blindfolding Bradley before placing her hands on his shoulders and mouthing ‘oh my god!’ at her friend.

Valerie giggled and hopped off the couch and skipped into the kitchen as her roommate started massaging Bradley’s shoulders. altıparmak eskort bayan Leaning in close to his ear she whispered, “play along baby. This is only gonna get better for you.” She punctuated her statement with a long lick to his earlobe. Feeling devious, she followed that up with a small bite as her unseeing boyfriend trembled. “Now I don’t want to hear a single word from you for the rest of the night!” She said, loud enough for Valerie to hear. As if summoned, Valerie chose that moment to return, with gifts.

In her hand, the brunette bombshell held two large zip ties. Veronica raised a fist in triumph at her friend’s genius. She took one of the ties and mouthed a countdown to her friend as they readied them. On one, the girls each held down a wrist apiece. Bradley didn’t have a moment to react before his hands were secured to the chair arms with a telltale ZZZZiip.

Preempting her boyfriend’s confusion, Veronica again squeezed his cheeks and kissed him soundly. She held him there for a moment before pulling away sweetly. “No talking baby. You just sit there and listen. Valerie and I need to catch up before the pizza gets here. Understand?”

Bradley was loving this kinky side to his girlfriend, so new and definitely outside of his normal bubble. So he nodded and then groaned as he felt a hand squeezed his erection harshly. It was just an instant, but his imagination ran wild as he had no idea if it was Veronica or Valerie that had grabbed him.

Not offering the information, the two girls sat back down on the couch and giggled whispers to one another outside of Bradley’s earshot.

Bound and blinded, Bradley strained his ears to deliver the missing information about his surroundings. At first all he could detect was the cute giggles and whispers, but a few minutes later he started to hear more. A light smacking noise mixed in, and then whimpers. His imagination did the rest for him. Their whispers were clearly interspersed with kissing, causing his flagging erection to fight for rebirth.

Veronica kept a close eye on her helpless boyfriend, intentionally increasing the sounds they made as her tongue met with her roommate’s. She loved the power she had over him, keeping him bound tight and wound up. Her juices flowed at the naughtiness of it all. She knew her boyfriend was a virgin, and Valerie grabbing his cock through his jeans was further than she had ever taken things herself. It was a position she wanted to prolong, to keep her boyfriend pliant and eager.

The only problem was, she needed to get off. The situation had made her hornier than she had been in weeks. The last time she felt like this was when she walked in on Valerie giving Micha a lap dance in the very chair her boyfriend was now zipped to. She had just come back from her second date with Bradley, sharing a slow kiss outside the door, and then she walked in to see Val in a thong and high heels shaking her tits at Micha. His night had ended there, her arrival throwing cold water on the situation, not that Valerie cared, mind you. Micha was just too embarrassed and hurried out the door.

The girls had laughed about it for a good twenty minutes before they started practice their dance moves on one another. When the night was over, the two girls slipped into Valerie’s bed and helped each other burn off some tension before cuddling up to sleep.

Lost in her memories, Veronica barely noticed as her friend pulled her head down. She slid off the couch, quiet as a mouse, and entrenched herself between her roommates thighs. Valerie gave her encouraging moans as she began kissing the lace thong hugging Valerie’s clit.

Bradley was so sure that things were escalating on the couch. It was like they weren’t even hiding it anymore. Valerie’s words hit his ear like a freight train, quiet as they were. “Oh yes baby. Kiss me right there. Fuck. I’m so wet for you.”

Though turned on by the sounds around him, Bradley couldn’t help but feel a little jealous that Veronica was cheating on him. They were in college, so it’s not like experimentation was off limits, they just hadn’t talked about anything like this. Hell, she had barely started to feel comfortable enough to spend time with him alone in her apartment. He honestly didn’t know how to feel about any of it, but his cock was hard, and Valerie was moaning. “That’s it baby. Lick my clit like that. Oh fuck, you do this better than any of my boyfriends. Mmmm. Uh. Yes. Yes. Oh god. YES!”

Veronica loved the way her roommate gripped her hair and bucked her hips. She couldn’t help but force her fingers into her tight shorts and rub her own clit as she suckled at her friend’s. Her need had only grown, and the image of her boyfriend behind her, all trussed up with nowhere to go, combined to bring her right up to the edge.

As Valerie’s gripped slaked, Veronica rushed to sit next to her on the couch, undoing the buttons on her shorts and readying to thrust them over her hips.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

Valerie giggled nilüfer eskort bayan as her roommate groaned whiningly. “Pizza. I forgot about the fucking pizza.”

Valerie whispered something to her horny roommate, much too quiet for Bradley to hear. Then bolted to the door with a shout. “COMING!” Finding a bit of humor, Bradley let a slight chuckle escape his lips, before remembering that he was supposed to be quiet. Lucky for him, Veronica didn’t mention it, so she must not have heard him.

Isaiah waited outside the familiar apartment with pizza in hand. Fondly recalling the last time he had been there. The two sluts inside had been drinking with a friend of his, who graciously texted him to bring over some grub and join the party. For his efforts he had gotten a slow handjob from the brunette while she whispered remarks about his friend’s ability to “fuck her so good.” All the while the blonde was bouncing her head up and down in his buddy’s lap, interspersing her efforts with comments about some new guy she was seeing. Isaiah came way too soon at her soft touch and her cheating friend’s comments, but it was just as well since he was still on the clock. Luckily for him, he had the forethought to ask for her number before leaving.

Tonight Isaiah hoped to redeem hisself and had punched his time card before heading over with the pizza. Tips were left to the drivers so although not technically allowed by the insurance company, his boss usually turned a blind eye.

Valerie opened the door looking as spectacular as he remembered. They had been exchanging flirty texts for a while now, but this was only their second meeting. His lust fueled memory didn’t do her justice, and she was just fucking perfect. Everything a man could ask for, and kinky too. Before he had even said hello, Valerie pushed a finger to his lips, effectively silencing him. Her eyes twinkled mischievously as she pulled him into the room. “Pizza’s here!” She announced.

Valerie led him by the hand over to the couch while he took in the sight of Veronica smirking at him. She too held her finger to her lips to keep him quiet. Confused, he nearly blew their game when he noticed the guy in the chair. His laugh got cut off by Valerie’s hand slapping over his mouth. She glared at him and shook her head before shoving him harshly onto the couch.

Veronica leaned over and pulled the pizza from his hands as her roommate dropped to her knees in front of him. Setting the pizza on the end table, she then turned to the confused but still compliant Isaiah and placed her hand over his mouth. Leaning in close, her breasts pressing into his arm, Veronica purred into his ear. “No sounds. If he hears you this is all over. Permanently.” She whispered. “Nod if you understand.”

Isaiah nodded desperately while the two girls looked at him pleadingly. Both grinned and started slowly and quietly undoing his khaki shorts. Once freed of its confinement, his hard cock stood up proudly to salute the pair. Taking him in her grasp, Valerie coo’d loudly. “Ooh yummy!”

Giggling, Veronica joined her, “I can’t wait to scarf that thing down.”

Isaiah silently thanked God for the amazing experience he was having, just in time for the girls to start stroking his cock.

Bradley nearly wept as the smell of pizza hit him. Well, that may be an exaggeration, but the girls were clearly trying to torture him. He could hear their sighs and moans as they ate without him. They played it up to perfection, making it sound so sexual and joking about gagging and taking bigger bites. He listened intently as each subtle innuendo was levied in his direction for what felt like twenty minutes.

“Oooh that’s so good.”

“Oh my look how drippy it is.”

“Whoops. That was a hot piece.”

“Hmmph, make room for me baby.”

“There’d be more room if you took those heels off.”

“Mmmm. Good idea. Do you like my pedicure baby?”

“Hmps compck ish soo yummy.”

“Veronica, you shouldn’t talk with your mouth full. Ipts soo mrood.”

Isaiah pulled the blonde in for a heated kiss before warning her that he was about to cum, silently gesturing.

Veronica grinned at him and grabbed her friends hair before forcing her head down onto the pizza guys cock. She locked lips with him as her friend flailed her hands. He couldn’t hold out. His cum shot out of his cock with strong bursts as Valerie’s throat contracted around him. Veronica giggled as she let her friend come up for air, earning a silent glare from her friend.

“Val you’ve got to share some of that stuff with me.”

She then dropped to her knees next to Valerie and shared a steamy kiss from either side of Isaiah’s cock. Twitching, his cum still dribbling out, Isaiah relished the feeling as the two girls made out with the head of his dick. He did his damndest to stay silent throughout.

“Mmm. Yummy.” Veronica purred.

“It’s so good baby. We’ll have to get it again some time.” Valerie posited, looking only at Isaiah who nodded with a grin.

The two girls stood and then pulled Isaiah to his feet, marching him sneakily out the front door without a word. He kissed both girls deeply outside the door for a few minutes before waking off with a spring in his step and a slice of pizza one of the girls had slipped into his hand. He munched it down, practically skipping down the hall.

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TURİZM’DE YAŞADIKLARIM
(ALINTI)

Merhabalar,adım Ozan.27 yaşındayım ve şuan Muğla’da oturuyorum.Size anlatacağım olay bundan 4 yıl önce ben 23 yaşımdayken başımdan geçmeye başladı.Turizm bölümünü bitirmiştim ve bitirene kadar da dışarıdan aldığım kurslar ile İngilizce,Fransızca ve Rusça öğrenip 3 yabancı dili öğrenmiştim.En sonunda herkesin yaptığı gibi bende bir otele başvurmuştum.İstanbul’da okumama rağmen otelim Antalya’da çıkmıştı ve otele alınmıştım.İlk olarak bir gemiye verilecektim ve seyahat gemilerinde hizmet edecek daha sonra da beğenilirsem otele alınacak veya tekrardan daha büyük gemiler ile devam edecektim çalışmaya.Mayıs ayının son haftasındaydık ve benim ilk işim olacaktı,sabahın çok erken saatlerinde bindik gemiye.

Geminin sorumlu müdürü bizi önüne dizdi ve toplam 4 kişi olduğumuzu gördüm.Sorumlu müdür konuşmaya başladı “Arkadaşlar,birkaç arkadaşımız son anda çıkan pürüzler yüzünden aramıza katılamayacağından bu sefer ki turu birkaç kişi daha az yürüteceğiz.O yüzden size burada büyük iş düşüyor. “ dedikten sonra herkese görevlerini dağıtmaya başladı.Bana geldiğinde “Sen,geminin en üst katından ve masaj salonundan sorumlusun.Eğer masaj isteyen birden fazla kişi olursa telefon ile bana ulaşıyorsun ben hemen oraya birini göndereceğim. “ dedi.Herkese görevi dağıtıldıktan sonra “İlk defa gemide çalışacak kim var?” diye sordu.Bende “Ben varım efendim. “

Müdür,diğerlerine dönerek “Siz gidebilirsiniz. “ dedi.Bana yaklaştı ve “Seninle konuşalım biraz,takip et beni. “ dedi.Kendi odasına gelmiştik.O masasına geçti ve bende önünde ki koltuğa oturdum.Bana “Bak evlat,gençsin ve kanın kaynıyor olabilir ama asla müşterileri rahatsız edecek hareketler yapma. Onlara sulanma,olacağı varsa olur ama asla yavşama. “ dedi.Bende “Tamam efendim. “ dedim.Müdür “Senin gemide yeni olduğunu biliyordum zaten o yüzden masaj bölümünü sana verdim.Orada işini hakkınla yaparsan çok güzel bahşiş alırsın. “ dedi.Teşekkür ederek kalktım ve en üst kata kendi bölümüme çıktım.En üst katta ki odalar suit odalardı ve sadece 2 tane vardı.Az odaya bakacaktım ama odalarda ki insanlar daha zengin olacaklardı.

Saat 11.00 gibi gemiye yavaş yavaş gelmeye başladılar yolcular ve bende kendi bölümüme gelecekleri bekliyordum.En sonunda bir çift geldi bizim kata,hemen bavullarını aldım ve taşımaya başladım.Genç bir çifte benziyorlardı ve büyük ihtimal daha yeni evlenmişlerdi.Bavullarını odalarına bıraktıktan sonra “Başka bir isteğiniz var mı?” dedim.Erkek olan elime 20 lira sıkıştırıp “Yok kardeşim sağol. “ dedi ve bende odadan çıktım.Biz aylık üzerinden değil çıktığımız gemi seyahati üzerinden para alıyorduk.Bende ilk seferimde tam 2 hafta çalışacaktım ve 2 hafta boyunca 800 TL alacaktım.Odadan çıktıktan sonra hemen dosyadan kayıtlara baktım merak ettiğim için.Gelenler daha yeni evli çiftmiş ve özel balayı için yer ayırtmışlar.Erkek olanın ismi Mehmetmiş ve 23 yaşındaymış,kızın ismi ise Ecem ve 22 yaşındaymış.

Odaya çok hızlı girip çıktığım için kızı tam süzme fırsatım olmamıştı.Diğer odada yatacak kişiler gelememişler ve o oda bu seferlik boş kalacakmış.Çok sevinmiştim çünkü boş kalan odalarda o katın görevlisi kalabiliyordu o yüzden o odada bana kalmıştı.Öğlen yemeğinden sonra aşağıya masaj salonuna indim ve beklemeye başladım.Birkaç saat geçmişti aradan ki kapı açıldı ve “Kimse var mı?” diye bir ses duydum.Hemen kapıya yöneldim ve “Hoş geldiniz. “ dedim.Kapıda yaşı en fazla 16-17 olan genç bir kız duruyordu.Kız “Ben masaj yaptırmak istiyorum. “ dedi.Bende “Tabi,buyrun.Önce isminizi almam gerekiyor. “ dedim.Gülümseyerek “Ceren. “ dedi.Bende “Buyrun Ceren hanım 3 numaralı odaya geçin. “ dedim.Ceren geçti odaya ve bende hazırlanıp havlumu ve yağlarımı aldıktan sonra 3 numaralı odaya girdim.

İçeriye girdiğimde Ceren çıplak bir şekilde yatıyordu ve sadece kalçalarını kapatacak bir havlu örtülüydü.İçeriye girdim,yağı elime sürdükten sonra vücuduna masajımı yapmaya başladım.Öncelikle sırtından başladım.Ceren ile konuşmaya başladık,kendisi sürekli bana sorular soruyordu ve kendisini anlatıyordu. erkek arkadaşı ile gelmiş buraya.1.70 boylarında,buğday tenli,kumral saçlı,çıkık ve yusyuvarlak kalçaları olan bir kızdı.Havlunun arasından amı ortam loş bir ışıkta olduğu için görünmese bile onun vücuduna dokunmak yetiyordu bana.

45 dakikalık bir masajdan sonra bitirmiştim.Ceren çok teşekkür etti.Bende hemen odadan çıktım ve ellerimi yıkadıktan sonra Ceren masaj salonunun duşuna girdi.Yıkandıktan sonra teşekkür etti ve elime bir para sıkıştırıp “Parmaklarını harika kullanıyorsun.Çok rahatladım teşekkürler. “ dedi.Daha sonra gülerek masaj salonundan çıktı gitti.Bıraktığı para da 50 TL gibi bir paraydı.Oturmuş dinleniyordum ki 20 dakika geçmeden bir telefon daha çaldı.Özel olarak odada masaj istediğini söyleyen bir kadın vardı.Oda numarasını aldığımda bu benim kat görevlisi olduğum yere gelen daha yeni evli çiftti.Birazdan geleceğimi söyleyerek kapattım ve yine hazırlığımı yapıp odanın önüne gittim.Kapıyı tıklattım ve kapıyı Mehmet açtı.

Beni görünce “Geç. “ dedi.İçeriye geçtiğimde Mehmet,Ecem’e “Ben duşa giriyorum. “ diye seslendi ve duşa girdi.Büyük ihtimal ben gelmeden önce seks yapmışlardı ki zaten odanın içerisine girdiğimde anlamıştım.Yerde boxer vardı ve çarşaflar dağılmıştı resmen.Ecem yatakta sırt üstü yatıyordu apar topar giyindiği belliydi.Altında mini kırmızı bir etek üzerinde ise askılı bir body vardı.Bana bakarak “Hemen başlayabilir misin masaja?” dedi.Bende “Tabii ki. “ dedim.Bacaklarının birini kaldırdım ve altına havlu koyarken gördüğüm manzara müthişti.Apar topar hazırlandığı için altına külot giymemişti ve bacaklarını ayırınca hafiften amını tamamen gördüm.Hafif kızarıklık vardı ve daha tam kapanmamıştı şimdi seks yaptıklarından emindim.Mehmet bey bir süre sonra dışarıya çıktı ve yanımıza gelip eşini dudağından öpüp “Hayatım ben havuza gidiyorum. “ dedi ve çıktı odadan.

Eşini benimle odada yalnız bırakabilmişti.Ya gerçekten çok güveniyordu ya da eşinin başkasıyla birlikte olması onun umrunda değildi.Artık odada ikimiz baş başa kalmıştık ve ben masajıma devam ediyordum.Yorgunluk,seks ve rahatlatıcı masaj birleşince bir süre sonra Ecem hanım uyumuştu ve bende bunu fark edince aklıma birkaç şey geldi.Öncelikle omzundan sarsarak “Ecem hanım,Ecem hanım. “ diye seslendim fakat ses gelmeyince işime koyuldum.Öncelikle eteğini beline kadar sıyırdım ve kalçalarını tamamen çıplak bıraktıktan sonra okşamaya başladım.Kalçalarını ayırarak göt deliğine ve amına bakmaya başladım.Hafifçe okşuyordum fakat uyanır diye çok ileriye de gitmek istemiyordum.Biraz okşadıktan sonra tekrardan mini eteğini indirdim ve çekmecesini açtım.

Külotları karşımdaydı ve biraz baktıktan sonra kırmızı dantelli külot ile siyah bir tanga alarak odadan toparlanıp çıktım. Tangayı hemen kendi odama bıraktıktan sonra masaj salonuna inerek malzemeleri oraya bıraktım.O gün başka bir olay olmamıştı.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I love you too” he replied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I paced the room.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I love Mark! He is the very best.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mark really knew what he was doing.

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

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

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

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

My body was overcome with an almost unbearable passion.

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

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

FUCK!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My family was home.

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

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

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

“Where are we?” I asked.

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

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

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

“I’m sorry.” I quivered.

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

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

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

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

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

*BLEEP* *BLEEP* *BLEEP*

“Shit”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I grinned, “Hey”

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

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

She laughed. “I bet your already smart.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Nah, don’t need one”

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

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

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

“Oh, I broke up with her.”

“Already!?” I yell.

“yeah, to clingy.” Shaun said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yeah you could say that.” Tasha grinned.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Stop lying,” she laughed.

“no I’m serious”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Wanna know what tomorrow’s dinner is?”

“What?”

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

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

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

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

She nodded her head looking actually engaged in the convo.

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

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

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

“Why aren’t you there right now?”

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

“What happened?”

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

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

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

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

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

“Dig in,” I exclaimed.

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

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

“Um, Vegas.” she nodded.

“Oh, by yourself or with someone.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Fiona and Ariel have further sexual adventures…

*

Chapter 7

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 8

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

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

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

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

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

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

“So sleep silent angel, go to sleep.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

With that she drifted into a very peaceful sleep.

Chapter 9

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I’m done,” she said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Get it, girl.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

To be continued…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Julie was 19 years old when we met in the early 80s. I was in my 30’s.

She was willowy and elegant with beautiful light brown skin, a great benefit from her Portugese and African heritage. Her 100 pound body was topped off with silky dark brown hair that nearly reached her narrow waist. Her breasts were small but very firm and needed no support from a bra. Without a bra, her nipples made a definite impression on her blouse, and me.

I met Julie and her boyfriend, Mike, while they were attending a trade convention in central Africa. They were with some good friends of mine, so I joined them. It transpired that Julie was the daughter of a guy I knew professionally and her boyfriend Mike worked for her father. We were soon joined by other friends as we mingled and chatted in the reception area.

As evening approached, we were all tired and hungry. The group agreed to meet at a local restaurant when I noticed Mike and Julie were acting uncomfortably. I pulled them off to the side as we walked to our cars and asked what was bothering them. They were reluctant to say anything at first, but Julie finally admitted they couldn’t afford to go to dinner. Only Mike was working, and his job as a mechanic didn’t pay a wage that allowed them the luxury of eating out at expensive restaurants.

I was by no means rich, but in relative terms as an expatriate, I had a decent job, a company house and a few dollars to spend. Having been nearly broke myself when their age, I insisted they join the group of friends for dinner as my guest, my treat and to be kept between us only.

It was Julie who convinced Mike to accept. Mike and Julie seemed like a very friendly couple, especially Julie. At that point in time, nothing other than being friendly had crossed my mind. They were much younger than most of the group and although Julie was stunning, she was too young for me to even consider as a target for any lustful intent.

We had a great time at dinner, so I suggested we do dinner again soon. We exchanged numbers and parted with hand-shakes all around. The following Friday night, a date cancelled on short notice due to illness. On the spur of the moment, I called the number for Mike and Julie. Julie answered. I asked if they would like to go our for dinner and a drink on me.

Julie immediately accepted and gave me their address, so I told her I’d be there in about an hour. I had barely got into the drive of a set of two storey apartments, when Julie came bounding out and practically jumped into my front seat.

She was dressed in a short black skirt that hugged her hips and a pale pink V-neck blouse that showed off her pert breasts. Again, she wore no bra. Her nipples were already rudely pointing through the thin fabric of her blouse, which took some effort on my part to ignore! Bare legs and low heels finished her attire. She looked and smelled delicious. What a knockout!

“Where’s Mike” I asked, looking toward the entrance to the apartments.

“Working!” she replied.

“Do we need to pick him up?” I asked.

“No! He had to go up north to rescue some truck that has broken down in the middle of nowhere and he probably won’t be back until tomorrow. He’s always having to dash of somewhere at a moment’s notice.”

A broad grin spread across her face as she spoke. This was one of her father’s apartment and Mike still lived at home with his parents in another suburb.

“So, where are we going?” she asked.

I told her I thought we might grab a bite to eat and go to a nightclub I knew. They had a great all girl reggae band.

“Good. I like reggae music” offered Julie.

As we pulled out of the drive, she slid over next to me and kissed my cheek. Since she was somewhat young, that sort of startled me, but not for long. Her hand soon found its way onto my thigh while her other hand was up the back of my seat stroking the back of my neck. I reciprocated with the familiarity and began rubbing her arm.

After getting past the initial shock and a feeling of awkwardness at the age difference, I decided that I would let her make all the moves since she was the one who was so much younger and had a boyfriend. When we pulled into the car park of the restaurant and stopped in an empty space, Julie turned slightly in her seat, leaned her head on my shoulder and pulled my hand to her breast.

As I gently caressed her breast through her blouse, she spoke in a lowered voice and explained how attractive she found me and, especially, she felt really excited that a mature man would be interested in her.

Her breast was small and round, about the size of a ripe orange and a nice hand full. Her nipples were soon very hard. They were sticking out like the little erasers that you get on the end of pencils. They seemed to be trying to punch holes in her blouse.

During dinner, Julie told me Mike had been her first and only lover and they had not been getting along for some time. She said he hadn’t touched her in over two months. He had told her he was too gaziantep escort tired from working to make love to her. She suspected he had a girlfriend. I decided Mike must have been some kind of idiot to ignore such a gorgeous creature like Julie, and I told her so.

We got to the nightclub just as the band was beginning to play. I ordered my typical Brandy and Coke and she ordered a Gin and Tonic. Julie really liked to dance. During the slow numbers, she cuddled closely and firmly ground her pussy into my thigh. She soon had my cock straining to be free. She seemed to melt as I grabbed both ass cheeks and squeezed hard. It was getting more and more difficult to remember she was still a teenager.

When she had consumed half of only her second drink, I found myself practically dragging her around the dance floor. Only then did I find out she didn’t drink.

I told her we needed to get her home. She only smiled. With Julie nearly passed out in my lap, the ride home wasn’t nearly as much fun as it had promised to be. In order to get her into her apartment, I had to prop her against the wall, hold her there with my shoulder between her tits, an arm around her waist, and fish her keys from her handbag with my free hand. Thankfully, her apartment was on the ground floor!

As we got in her door, her legs decided they had gone as far as they were going to go. I carried her to her bed, undressed her, covered her, and gave her a soft goodnight kiss. I couldn’t help but grab an eyeful as she lay there in a pair of black satin panties, until I slid the cover over her. She was absolutely stunning! Smooth light caramel skin with not one mole or blemish that I could observe.

As I exited her bedroom I heard her stir.

“Aren’t you going to stay?” Julie mumbled.

I told her I’d love to, but she was in no condition to make such a decision. I told her I’d call in a few days and left.

Monday evening, the ‘phone rang. It was Julie. She apologised for not telling me she didn’t drink and said she didn’t remember too much of the ride home. She said she wanted to go out again. I agreed. Only this time there would be no drinking.

The following night she rang again to say Mike was away the next day (Wednesday) again for another overnight stay.

I picked Julie up at about 7:00 PM Wednesday evening. She was wearing a short black cocktail dress with a round neck at the front and a deep vee that went to her lower back. No bra, as was the norm.

This time she wore stockings and black patent high heeled stiletto court shoes. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail. What a sight! My cock started to respond almost immediately.

We had a nice dinner at a local steakhouse, caught a movie, and ended at my home for a coffee. The coffee never got made.

As soon as we entered my door, she kicked off her shoes and began removing her dress. This little lady was hot and wanted to fuck now! She said she wanted to make up for our last date.

I asked if she had ever stripped to music.

“No” she said, “but it sounds like fun.”

While I put on the music, Julie re-fastened the zipper up the back of her dress and put on her shoes. When the music started, she told me to sit on the couch and not touch her until she said it was OK. She began swaying to the music and slowly unzipped her dress again.

Julie was a natural stripper. As her dress fell away, she squeezed her tits together and pinched and pulled her nipples. Her perfectly pert breasts were small but rounded, with puffy areola topped by a pair of brown nipples that pointed upwards. They were almost as hard as my cock.

She was then swaying in front of me in nothing but the smallest of silky bikini panties, black stockings with elasticated lace tops (with no suspender belt unfortunately!) and her stiletto’s. I made note of the outline of her womanhood through her panties and noted that the crotch of her panties was soaked with her juices.

A few brief strokes to her pussy with her flattened hand and the panties were quickly removed. Julie was absolutely beautiful. Her pussy was covered with very fine hair, and it almost seemed hairless.

She had tested my patience by not letting me touch her until she was completely naked. I had nearly gone nuts wanting to reach out and grab her. She slowly turned, came to stand in front of me and looked down into my eyes.

“I’m yours! Do what ever you want with me” she stated flatly.

It was my turn to drive her crazy. From my seated position, I reached out and softly held her by her slender hips. Her whole body was so soft and smooth. Pulling her to me, I gently planted a kiss at the top of her pussy lips. She spread her legs, held the back of my head and pulled my mouth to her pussy. A single long lick of her entire slit brought a sharp gasp from Julie.

She breathlessly told me that Mike had never kissed her there!

“Baby, you’re in for the best night of your life, if you’ll let me do what I want to do to you” I told her.

“Do anything you want!” she gasped.

With that I scooped her into my arms and carried her to my bedroom. I gently laid her on my bed, undressed and joined her. I began by gently kissing her mouth and stroking her tits. Her nipples, already erect, became even harder. I moved down to suck her tits. As Julie began to make low moans, I started lightly nipping and pinching her nipples. As her moans got more pronounced, I pinched and pulled harder and rolled her nipples between my thumb and fingers. In further response, she raised her chest toward my hands.

As I lie next to her sucking her left tit, my left hand stroked the flat belly on its way to her pussy. Another sharp gasp came from her as I stroked up and down her hot wet slit. Just as I came in contact with her clitoris for the first time, she had an orgasm.

Julie was obviously one of those women who had quiet orgasms. She stiffened, pulled her legs together, thrust her pussy up to my hand and hugged me tightly as a long, soft moan came from deep within her. As she relaxed a minute, I told her it was OK to let her feelings out and make noise if she felt like it.

My hand was still at her pussy and resumed stroking up and down. Soon, I let a finger, then two, slide inside her hole. She was very tight. Maybe she had been ignored too much lately. As my fingers worked their way into her tight hole, my thumb found her clitoris and began massaging it.

Julie started tensing again, and I rubbed her swollen bud a little harder, this time delving with a curled middle finger to rub her g-spot. Her second climax hit much harder than the first. She began bucking like a wild woman and cried out for more. I again let her relax for a minute. She said she had never cum twice in one night and never so hard. A large smile crossed her face when I told her the night had only just begun…

I then moved down and began kissing and licking her soaking pussy. I cupped both ass cheeks and lifted her to give me a better angle for my tongue to penetrate her pussy. My tongue worked in and out of her until her third orgasm began to build. When my mouth moved to licking and sucking her clitoris, my fingers re-entered her pussy. Just as she began bucking wildly, I pulled my fingers out of her pussy and found her asshole.

She went wild when I slid my index finger in only to the first knuckle. A second knuckle entered her and Julie was screaming.

“Oh shit, fuck, eat me, more, more!”

As Julie came and thrust her pussy up to me, the whole finger slipped into her ass as I licked and sucked greedily at her sodden cunt, delving my tongue into her and nibbling her cunt lips up and down. As she came down, Julie said she needed to rest just a bit.

As we cuddled and talked, she admitted she liked my finger up her ass, but wanted me to be careful. She told me Mike had never eaten her, nor had he ever touched her asshole. All he ever did was finger her until she was wet, climb on, hump until he came, and roll off. She seldom had a orgasm.

I moved up beside her and held her tightly. She began stroking my rock hard cock. At six and a half inches, I’m not the biggest dick in the gym, but Julie said I was bigger than Mike, especially in thickness. She was amazed she had cum three times and I hadn’t even put it in her yet!

As Julie continued to stroke me, I started feeling that familiar stirring in my balls. I told her she needed to stop or I’d cum in her hand. I reached for her pussy but she said she still needed a little time.

“Do you like to suck cock?” I asked flatly.

“I’ve never done it, but I’ll try. Tell me what to do” she responded.

This beautiful, 19 year old woman had never even given a blowjob!

I had her slide down my belly to where she was laying with her lips nearly touching the swollen head of my cock. I very gently pushed her down and told her to kiss and lick the top of cock. She did. She licked up the drop of ooze that was gathered at the tip of my cock and softly kissed me. I told her to open her mouth and take a little of it in and suck. Without hesitation she took about two inches of me into her mouth and started sucking. Julie was the perfect student. She did everything I told her without question. As I continued to instruct her, she began bobbing up and down on my raging hard-on. She was licking the shaft and head with every up-stroke and was soon hitting the entrance to her throat on the down-stroke. I could feel her tongue gently grating along the underside of my swollen glans and I was going to burst.

I had her shift her position so she was laying on top of me in the classic 69 position. With my cock in her mouth and her pussy at my face, I resumed eating her still tight pussy. When I warned her I was about to cum, she didn’t say a word. She just took me in as far as she could and sucked harder. She was holding my cock at the entrance to her throat. I was too busy eating her sweet pussy to give any more warnings.

As I shot my first spurt, she jerked up about an inch, but went right back down and sucked even harder. She held right there for the second spurt.

In my lust, I instructed her.

“Take it down your throat baby.”

She gamely tried but just couldn’t do it. She held me deep in her mouth until she sucked out every bit of my cum and swallowed it all. I had continued eating her and with my tongue as deep in her pussy as I could get it, she quickly had her fourth orgasm. This one was a little quieter than the last one. She merely ground her pussy into my face and grunted with each thrust of my tongue. Of course, it is difficult to scream when there’s a cock in deep your mouth!

It was my turn to need rest. After a bit of a break, cuddling and kissing, I again began petting Julie’s pussy. She soon spread her legs wide. I crawled between them and resumed eating her. My licks became longer and lower. I pushed her legs up to where her knees were next to her tits and she grabbed the backs of her knees and held them there.

While eating her pussy, I lubed up a finger with her pussy juices. As she built toward another orgasm, I slipped a finger all the way into her pussy. Without warning, I removed my finger and moved my tongue from her pussy to her virgin asshole. A couple of licks and I drove my tongue into her asshole.

Julie was near cumming again. Julie’s asshole was too tight to fuck with just her own juices. I keep a tube of lubricant and condoms in the drawer next to my bed. I don’t think Julie noticed when I reached for the lube. A generous glob of lube was put in and around Julie’s tight asshole. I carefully massaged her sphincter to help it relax. All the while, I was eating her pussy. By that time, she was thrashing around and bucking up and down as she rapidly approached her next orgasm.

I grabbed a condom, slipped in on and lubed my cock. Then lowered her legs a bit and lined up to invade her pussy with my cock. One long slow thrust buried my shaft to the hilt. I held there for a bit enjoying a very tight pussy. As I began stroking in and out, Julie began humping back.

Soon, she brought her legs down and wrapped them around my waist. She was cumming again. I held tight into her depths as she thrashed beneath me.

I was trying to not cum. As her orgasm subsided, I resumed stroking her pussy. Damn she was still tight. I pulled her legs back up and stuck a finger back into her asshole. Julie’s eyes were somewhat glazed and nearly closed. A wide smile covered her face. Slowly I pulled out of her pussy and aimed my cock at her asshole. Thanks to the liberal lube and both our juices, it took just a little pressure and the swollen head of my cock popped into her virgin asshole.

Julie’s eyes sprung wide open. She tensed with the initial entry, but she soon relaxed as I held still.

“All right?” I asked.

“Yes! Don’t stop!” she gasped.

With that, I ever so slowly sank my rigid cock into her no longer virgin asshole. A couple of quivers and a grimace or two were the only adverse reactions Julie had. When I was fully in her ass, I held still while she relaxed.

The stroking began slowly at first. As I sped up, Julie started grunting and moaning every time I drove into her. She pulled her legs up further allowing me deeper penetration into her asshole.

After a few strokes, I was hammering into Julie’s ass as hard as I could. Thank God I had shot off a huge load earlier. I never would have lasted past the first strokes into her hot tight ass. It seemed to be sucking me in every time I pulled back.

She then reached down, grabbed her ass cheeks, spread them wide, and started yelling.

“Yes! Fuck me harder! Fuck my ass! Oh God! I’m cumming again!”

As Julie came, so did I. I must have filled the condom with the biggest load of cum I’d ever had. I seemed to cum and cum. When we settled down, I pulled out of her ass and gave her a few more licks on her pussy. She just laid there holding her legs up and panting.

Slowly, she lowered her legs and put her feet on my back. As I kissed her thighs, I noticed her asshole was still slightly open with a little cum dribbling out.

After resting, talking, and cuddling a while, we shared a shower and dressed. Julie told me she didn’t know it was possible to cum so hard, so many times, in so many ways. I told her having the right partner makes it easy.

I got Julie home about an hour before midnight. She gave me a passionate kiss as she stepped out into the warm night and skipped to her apartment.

I saw Julie a couple of times after that and she split with Mike. Last time I tried to contact Julie, the phone had been disconnected. I heard that Mike had quit his job a week earlier and no one knew where they had gone or if they were together. I wondered how long it was before Julie insisted someone eat her pussy or fuck her in the ass again. I wish her the best.

To Mike, and all the other men who ignore their women; if you don’t take care of them, someone else will. It doesn’t matter if they’re young and gorgeous like Julie, or just another average, middle-aged, wife. She is appealing to someone. Maybe me!

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