Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Note: All characters are over 18. A fun story. About 4800 words.

*

My mum has always been beautiful and sexy. I spent most of my teenage years with an eternal hard on for my mum. I spent most of the time hunched over trying to hide it.

All of it was incidental. I was collateral damage from her ignorance of the effect of her body on me.

She didn’t have shame when it came to her body, to her it was all natural so where was the harm? She was the most playful woman I knew, she rarely took anything seriously unless it was work or harmful to others.

Mum had a great body and didn’t try to hide it in mum clothes. She wore what she wanted when she wanted. When she was home she wouldn’t think twice about walking around in panties and a shirt. She usually wore tight yoga pants which never failed to give me a boner. I basically drooled over her any time I saw her or thought of her.

I wasn’t the son who ignored his mother or thought of her as some kind of angelic helper. I lusted after her hard, there was no situation or position I hadn’t imagined me and mum in.

Mum wasn’t a slut, she never cheated on my dad. Or that I knew of, to her trust was never to be broken. And people around her were expected to follow that rule as well.

We lived in a typical suburb where every man worked 9 to 5 and so did the women unless looking after kids. I arrived home at 4pm and dad at 6pm while mum worked her own hours but was usually home when I was.

She was a genius with electronics. If it was feasible she could do it. She had hooked all the electronics in our house to a hub built into the wall. So at the few touches of a button she could control everything in the house.

Or as she said. ‘She controlled all.’ or to quote Morgan off Chuck ‘One remote to control them all.’ The remote sat next to her chair in the lounge.

She worked as an electrician going around to houses in the suburbs and seemed to spend most of her time gossiping while working. Somehow her woman clients knew she loved juicy gossip as soon as they saw her. She only took female clients because she said they were the ones to control the finances. The main reason was men never had gossip for her I think.

I would arrive home and she would regal me with tales of what was happening a few suburbs away. Usually it would involve affairs and mum took great pleasure in watching me squirm when she told the juicy parts. Me of course holding something over my lap.

Dad left us a few weeks after I turned 18. I was as shocked as anyone else. Mostly because he was the kind of guy you thought as a father and nothing more. No one expected him to bugger off with a woman of the same age and disappear.

Especially since he had a woman like mum to come back to every night. Mum never held back and most nights I could hear them at it. One night was especially loud and she came to my door and whispered through that they had tried anal for the first time and she remembered how much she loved it.

Needless to say the rest of my night had been spent imaging me and mum fucking like animals. I had to get mum to write me a note for PE for a sore wrist the next morning. She giggled the whole time while I tried to come up with an excuse why my right wrist had RSI.

After dad left, I had the impression she was flaunting her body to me. She was teasing me on purpose. She was treating me more like a room mate rather than a son. Since I was 18 and looked after myself, I acted more like a room mate as well.

This of course made my fevered brain work even harder over mum. Now she treated me like any other male I had delusions of having her. The weeks after dad left I was constantly hard as mum pranced around, brushed against me or sat on my lap to watch tv.

She would wiggle around till she was comfortable, usually sitting right on my dick. Then while my dick slowly hardened as I fought to control it, she would giggle or bounce around. I barely stopped myself from creaming my pants during those torturous sessions. I barely stopped myself from grabbing her, ripping off her clothes and fucking her right there.

She usually had her brunette hair in a ponytail that made her seem younger than she really was. She had been a slim build when younger and the years with motherhood had only thickened her slightly. My friends would never shut up about her and tried to invite themselves over all the time. While the girls I was friends with would usually moan they hoped they could look like her when they were her age. And some were just as bad as the guys trying to meet mum at home.

Quite often I thought about letting some of the pretty girls come home, hoping mum might have a pet and kiss session with them. But I couldn’t think of a way of watching or recording it without a big chance of being caught. Mum wouldn’t care, but the girls? I would be dead.

At the moment I was on the couch pretending to watch tv while mum was half in and out of a small door in the wall. She had put the hub controlling the whole house in the lounge and now after something escort gaziantep sahibe bayan had gone wrong, she was fixing it.

My pretending to watch tv was a little hard to believe as she had turned the power off in the house. I was obviously staring at her arse.

She had told me exactly what had gone wrong and what needed to be done. But all I had got was things had broke and now most of it needed replacing and repairing. She had been wearing a tight singlet at the time and I swear she had bounced her breasts to show she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Mum’s hand came out to scratch her arse, pulling the soft material of the yoga pants around until her crack was even more defined. Even that unlady like action made my cock twitch

I watched entranced as her arse wiggled as she worked, moving in small circles and sometimes popping up and down. It took me a minute to realise she had spoken.

“What did you say mum?”

“I said stop staring at my arse and come help me.”

Her hand once again came back, beckoned me with a finger, pointed down at her arse and slapped it lightly. I swallowed, rearranged my pants with my half hard member managing to make itself trouble. Too hard to push down my pant leg and too soft to trap under my pant waist, so it just poked out making itself very noticeable.

I moved over behind mum and looked over her head into the hole. The hole was quite large and mum was resting her chest on a cushion on the ledge allowing me to look inside easily. Her breasts were pushed up by the cushion, making them look even better than usual.

I saw a board of electronic looking things with switches, meters and a large touch screen. I was looking at the unknown.

“I was able to make this easy when it was out in the open and in pieces. But like this I need another pair of hands to help.”

“Uh, I really don’t know anything about this stuff. Can’t you just pull it out?”

“Not unless I want to break it apart and start from scratch. Now lean over me and hold these wires.”

I swallowed hard and looked down at mum. She was in a tight singlet and yoga pants with no panty line visible, she was as close to naked as you could be dressed.

I hoped I wouldn’t mess up too badly and got on my knees behind mum, my legs inside hers. I would have tried to kneel next to her and reach inside. But the hub was deep in the hole and since my spine wasn’t made of rubber this was the only option. Or so I told myself.

I leant in while maintaining a few inches of space between her and me. I wanted desperately to grab her hips and grind my cock into her sweet arse. But I didn’t have the courage to do it despite the weeks of her wiggling her arse while sitting on my lap.

I squeezed my shoulders into the hole, there was just enough room for both of us. I reached out and grabbed the two wires she wanted held. My belly was flat, but I still sucked in my guts to make sure there was no contact. We were now both chest deep in the hole.

“No, you idiot you are way too far back. Move forward.”

I grunted and shuffled an inch forward. Mum sighed.

“As far up as you can.” She bumped her arse back into my hips to get me moving. “Hurry up. I’ve got things to do.”

I gritted my teeth as her soft arse kissed against my cock and so I went the whole nine yards. I pushed my hips tightly against her pert arse and rested my belly on her back. Her head was about level with my chin, she tilted her head and kissed my jaw. Her tongue fluttered against my skin and I shivered.

“There that’s better now hold those wires together while I solder. Don’t worry about fumes, my ventilation system will take care of them.”

Now she mentioned it I could hear a soft whirring above my head, no doubt she was running it off the generator.

I spent the next few minutes following mum’s directions, smelling her sweet smelling hair and feeling her soft warm body through our clothes. I don’t know how women did it but even fully clothed they felt soft and warm. As if their femininity was too great for a few layers of cloth to hold back.

I tried to put every ounce of brain control into not getting any more erect. But mum hadn’t stopped moving her arse just because I was pressed up against it. Her tight muscles flexed and relaxed against my taunt thighs and hips.

“Mum can you stop moving? I can’t… eh concentrate.” I wasn’t really doing anything that needed concentration except to stop getting hard, but I couldn’t tell mum that.

“If I stop moving I can’t work. You want to cuddle with me like this longer do you? Well if you are good we’ll cuddle on the couch. But don’t try and feel me up too quickly. That will scare a girl off.”

I groaned and my cock twitched, getting harder. Mum’s arse continued to torture me. Her meaty cheeks rubbed against my more than half hard member, encouraging growth. Only the horror of mum noticing my hard on kept me from going fully hard straight away. I know she had felt it plenty of times, escort bayan şahinbey but it never stopped being embarrassing.

“No, your arse. Stop moving it or I’ll get hard.”

I nearly choked. This was the first time I had admitted mum got me hard. She knew she did of course, but I pretended I wasn’t hard. Even when I was tenting and feverishly trying to rearrange myself to make it less obvious. I had been flustered and said what I thought.

Mum giggled and pushed back hard against me. It was the final straw and my cock fully hardened into a iron rod between her arse cheeks. My cock was trapped between her cheeks as she wiggled her arse and made me groan.

“You cheeky little beggar. Getting hard on your mother’s tight and supple body.” Mum knew how to look after herself and while she wasn’t close to a teenager, she had a rocking body and she knew it. “I bet you want to plough your stiff cock up

my pussy and cum deep inside, you dirty cad.”

I gritted my teeth, she wasn’t normally so forward. But if she wanted to play like that.

“It is your fault for rubbing against me. You are my mother, you shouldn’t be doing or saying such things.” I obviously didn’t want mum to stop teasing me, no male wanted a beautiful woman to stop teasing him. But I needed the situation to calm a little. “Now didn’t you say you wanted this done?”

Mum huffed and turned back to her work. Her hands moving quickly across the hub, performing tasks faster than I could fathom what she was actually doing. But her arse was still moving against my hard cock. I wondered how much better it would feel if I dropped my pants and rubbed against her yoga pants.

No sooner had my brain had this treacherous thought than mum pushed back extra hard against me. Before I could think I humped back at her. She was so surprised she actually stopped grinding her arse against me.

In all the weeks of teasing I hadn’t moved, hadn’t responded to her teasing except to try and cover up my boner. Not once had I touched her as she had rubbed against me or flaunted her body. It was all coming to head today and I knew things had changed forever.

Mum turned back to her work and I just froze on top of her. She hadn’t really need my help, I hadn’t done anything except make things a little easier by holding wires and circuit boards here and there.

I wondered if she had decided to stop her teasing. For weeks she had been the instigator and completely in control, but today I had reacted like any male should have. I felt slightly relieved I wouldn’t be filling my pants with cum while my mum grinded her arse against me.

But at the same time I felt disappointed that I wasn’t going to and that the teasing was going to stop.

Mum’s arse started to wiggle against me again. At first it was just slow circles, then it started to build up into popping her arse up and down. Before long she was back to holding my hard cock with her cheeks as she rubbed her arse over my hips.

I couldn’t stand it any longer. I had wanted to play with my mum’s body for years and wanted to do everything I could, but I never had the balls to try. Now I had humped her, though only once, and she didn’t seem to mind.

I stopped holding the wires that she had all ready soldered and moved my hands to her shoulders. I started to rub her shoulders as I gyrated my hips into her moving arse.

We soon worked out a rhythm to keep my cock either in her crack or squeezed between her arse cheeks and my belly. I was harder than I had ever been and I was struggling to keep my head and keep it to grinding.

“Mmm. Finally you are listening to your mother. Won’t be long before I’m finished.”

I panicked. Did she mean we were nearly finished with the teasing and ready to go for the serious action? Or did she mean she was nearly finished the electrics and that would be the end of this scenario?

I moved my hands from her shoulders, shifting my left to cup her left breast and the right to hold her waist. I started to hump her good and proper, sliding my shaft up and down her crack. Even with her pants and my underwear and pants in the way I was getting close to cumming. Hell I was close to cumming when she had been grinding against me.

“Ohhh. Taking charge are we?”

My left hand squeezed her breast as I humped into her as hard and fast as I could in the slightly cramped conditions. I gasped as my breath rasped in and out of my throat. My heart must have been pumping all my blood to my cock as I felt massive while my head felt light.

I grunted as I came in my pants, each squirt of cum made me hump hard into mum’s arse. My cock trembled as cum shot out while my balls tingled as they tightened. I gave one last hump and lay breathlessly on her back.

I froze as mum tsked me.

“Only thinking of yourself you naughty boy. Well don’t think you will be the only one cumming today. I suppose you just needed to get that one out of your system.”

I started breathing again. My left escort şahinbey hand was still on mum’s breast, I slipped it inside her singlet and started to stroke and caress the impossibly smooth skin. Finally.

“Mmm, that’s better. I hope you don’t make the same mistake again. Now get those wet pants off or you’ll catch a cold.”

I awkwardly pulled my pants and underwear off while still chest deep in the hole. I managed to kick them off, after a moment I pulled my underwear back and wiped the cum off my cock as best I could.

I pushed my now naked bottom half back against mum’s arse. I instantly hardened as soon as I touched the soft yoga pants.

Mum giggled.

“Good to know I can get a man hard within seconds of him cumming. Now I really have to get this done, you still need to help me.”

I reached into hold the wires, but mum knocked my hands out of the way. Every time I reached to help her she would tsk me or knock my hands out of the way. Only when her arse started to grind against me did I realise what she meant. I moved my hands back to her body, this time slipping both inside of her singlet to grasp her breasts.

I played with them every way I had heard of. I rubbed the undersides, pinched and nibbled at the soft skin with my fingertips. Squeezed all over and moved her breasts around, before finally focusing on her small nipples. I rolled, squeezed, pinched and rubbed her hard nipples. I loved how her breasts felt in my hands, I was in heaven.

By now mum was breathing heavily and thrusting her arse back at my hard cock. I moved my right hand down to my cock and angled it between her legs so it rubbed on her pussy. Her yoga pants were soaked right where her pussy was.

I moved my hand back up to breast as I humped my cock along her sodden pants. Mum was now groaning softly. I was finally getting somewhere. Once she had cum she wouldn’t be able to leave it at simple teasing any more.

“Wait, not like this.” I stopped humping against mum, I was surprised my jaw didn’t hit her head as it dropped. “I need you to move so I can finish.”

“Um ok.”

I moved so I could once again kneel behind mum. I paused, but she was moving back as well. I moved to the side and wondered what to do, I felt out place naked from the waist down. Had she decided she didn’t want to cum with her son?

“Right take off your shirt.”

I quickly obeyed mum. She gestured me to come back to the access hole for the hub.

“Lay on your back, so your shoulders are inside the hole.”

I nodded and moved back inside the hole, this time facing upwards. The cushion padded the edge well and I was comfortable.

I looked back in time to see mum straddle my hips before moving her chest back inside the hole.

Now she was sitting on my hard cock and her breasts were right in my face. I lifted her singlet sucked her right breast into my mouth while my hands roamed over her arse and belly. I switched to her left breast as she moaned at my wet tongue and hot mouth sucking and licking her breasts.

Mum wasn’t stacked, but her breasts were more than a handful with hardly any drooping. Her arse was firm in my hands while her belly only had a slight bump. She was hot.

I slid my cock against her pussy and froze. Her hot and drenched pussy was sitting directly on my cock. My hands roamed over her and found the split in her pants. I slipped a finger in and found from her rosebud to just above her pussy was exposed.

I couldn’t resist and pushed my index finger into mum’s pussy. She moaned, but I could still hear her messing about with the hub above my head. I don’t know how she managed to keep her concentration.

I slipped my middle finger in with index and started to build up as much speed as I could from the position. My right hand moved underneath and tickled her clit while I continued to suck and lick at her breasts.

I was getting worked up, my cock was aching for action and I knew mum was just as excited as me. My cock was all ready covered in her juices.

I stopped humping her pussy, pulled my fingers from her hole and lifted her hips up. She knew what was coming.

I stood my cock up straight and guided her pussy down so my head rested at her entrance. Before I could do anything more she slammed her hips down. Her pussy swallowed up my cock and I moaned in ecstasy as my cock was suddenly enveloped by a warm, tight, wet pussy. She echoed my deep moan with her own.

I immediately started thrusting up into mum’s pussy, she was slamming her hips up and down groaning as my length stabbed in and out of her pussy.

“Ohhh. I’ve wanted this for a long time. Don’t think this is a one off thing.”

I managed to pull some brain cells not blasted by pleasure together.

“Don’t you need to finish fixing the hub?”

My words were punctuated by groans, as were mum’s. We were both wallowing in the pleasure. I couldn’t believe just how hot and tight she was as she slid up and down my shaft. While from her groans she sounded like she liked my cock ploughing into her pussy.

“Oh that? I finished ages ago. I was just playing for the last ten minutes. Now fuck me hard.”

Even though our positions were cramped I gave it my best, lifting up my lower half in an effort to drive my cock into my mum’s pussy as hard as I could. Her tight wet love tunnel was pulsing on my cock, driving me on to fuck harder and faster.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Grace let the warm water of the shower run over her body, enjoying the hot prickle of the jets as they hit her skin. Normally she would spend an age in there, enjoying the sensations it brought, just the thought of what she normally got up too made her nipples harden, the small brown nubs growing erect and sensitive under the spray. She was tempted to let her hand wander down between her legs and explore the clean shaved mound that hid there…but not today, she had to get ready she was starting her first proper job since she had graduated university and did not want to get in trouble.

Stepping out of the shower she felt the cool air hit her skin as she walked naked through to the bedroom, her outfit for the day already laid out on the bed-a sensible blouse and ankle length skirt.

“I want to make a good impression and dress in an appropriate manner,” she thought with a sigh as she opened her underwear job.

“Well at least on the outside,” she added with a wicked grin looking at the skimpy selection in front of her.

She selected a matching set of lacey panties and bra that were anything but conservative in appearance: both were made from thin lace material that clung tightly to her bodies curves as she slipped them on amplifying their appeal. The light weave of the fabric was gossamer thin almost allowing the eye to see the treasures underneath. The tantalising sight of her pert breasts and equally pert behind were quickly covered by the dowdy clothes she had to wear to work, but she had to obey the dress code especially on her first day.

Coming downstairs into the kitchen she saw her boyfriend was already seated at the dining table, he surveyed her from top to bottom with a critical Ankara travesti eye.

“Very attractive,” he quipped with a smile, commenting on the frumpy blouse and full-length skirt combo.

He knew what was underneath though, having explored every inch of it with his mouth last night: from the brown nipple peaks of her breasts to the most secret of places between her legs, how Grace had writhed and moan as he sucked on her clit, even her little rosebud had known the probing attention of his questing tongue.

Their religious upbringing meant they believed in no sex before marriage…sex was for making babies. However, anything that didn’t make babies was well and truly on the cards. It just meant that Grace would have to wait till her wedding night to feel his hard shaft slide deep into her pussy and blowing a load into her womb, till then there was other fun to be had.

Standing from the table he walks over and kisses her passionately, cupping a breast through her blouse, the thin material of the bra allowing him to feel her nipple hardening under his firm touch. Breaking from the kiss he looks her in the eye.

“There’s just one thing you need to complete the outfit and you cannot leave the house without it; it just wouldn’t be right,” his meaning hanging heavy in the air.

Grace nods her head knowing exactly what he means, this was something they had done many times before, especially for big occasions. She moves past him to stand with her bum resting on the table, she lifts her ankle length skirt all the way up giving him a clear view of the lacey panties she had chosen to wear, she knew she had made a good choice by the guttural moan he made and the way Antalya travesti his cock hardened in his pants. He stood in front of her close enough for her to reach out and touch.

“Get it out,” he commands softly.

Nodding, she unzips his trousers and lets them fall to his ankles, reaching into his boxers she wraps her fingers around his hard cock, and takes it out so she can see it jutting straight out, pointing almost accusingly at her. Grace stares at the throbbing phallus for a few seconds biting on her lower lip as she thinking about how much pleasure it has brought her.

“Well don’t just look at it, you will be late if you don’t get a move on,” he teases in his deep voice, the lust clear in his tone.

Using a reverse grip, Grace takes his hard cock in her hand begins to stroke it, they stand there facing each other, his hands by his sides, not touching her in any way. Their eyes lock onto one another but neither says a word nor betrays any emotion on their face. In her mind Grace is lost in joy of working his cock, admiring his thickness, the heat, feeling the veins pulsate and throb under her touch.

Using long slow strokes to start, Grace is fixated by the way that as she pulls back with every stroke the thick bulbous head of his uncut cock is revealed looking more engorged and a deeper red each time. Over time her stimulation grows slightly faster and faster, she can feel the weight of his cum heavy balls knocking against her hand as she reaches the bottom of each stroke, using her free hand she cups them and begins to slowly massage them.

This draws an intake of breath from him, he was close to his peak, reaching out for the first time since Grace İstanbul travesti had started to jerk his cock, he pulls on the waist band of her panties at the front, pulling them down ever so slightly and out towards him whilst at the same time stepping closer to Grace, closing what distance there was between them, so now as she stroked him the tip of his cock was rubbing against the very top of her smooth hairless cunt.

With small motions of her hips, Grace began to grind herself against the throbbing staff, with a moan she whispers, “cum for me, please cum I need it so much.”

With a grunt he erupts in her hand, pulsating jets of hot sticky spunk coating pussy mound and lips, filling her panties with a pool of his warm seed. She withdraws her hands from his cock and pulls her panties up, the warm jizz plastering the material across her pussy lips, some of the precious seed running down her leg. As grace stands, she allows her ankle length skirt to drop down into place and smooths it flat.

“I had best run otherwise I am going to be late for school and that will never do as my first day as the new teacher,” she states flatly, almost as if she had slept in, not just jerked her boyfriends swollen balls into her underwear.

She leans in and kisses him delicately on the cheek acting like the demure teacher she is dressed as, but at the last second, she allows her hand to gently brush the still throbbing head of his cock, with a wink she brings it to her lips she licks the salty cum off. Without another word she turns and walks away picking up her keys and bag from by the door, she exits the house leaving him standing in the kitchen trousers round his ankles, his cock still dripping cum.

As she walks to the car, she can feel his wetness making her panties cling to her as she moves, reaching her phone from her bag she texts him, “Next week perhaps you had best drop your good luck load in my ass instead as this is going leave a terrible mess. XXX.”

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Jack had been taking out Jo’s daughter Kay for eight months. It was a relationship of convenience, Jack was in his second year at University, he was studying law and was doing very well. Jack was a wealthy young man, thanks to May, his mum, who had inherited a substantial business which had been in her family for three generations.

Jack lived with his mum, she doted on him, he drove a Golf Convertible and ate in the best restaurants. Jack’s father was a Tanker Captain and spent a long time at sea. Jack knew that he hardly spent any time at home.

Jack’s friend John, they had been to school together. John had left school and done a hairdressing course which he had just finished. His mum Sue had three hairdressing salons, Sue was happy that John had done this course as he could now help her in her business.

Kay was four years older than Jack, she was like her mother, a beautiful woman. Kay was Jack’s friend John’s cousin; Kay’s mother Jo and John’s mother Sue were sisters. Kay used Jack for the lovely places that he took her to, Jack used Kay for the hot sex that he had with her. Kay loved it in every hole, Jack soon realised that Kay was only interested in herself.

Kay had an Aunt and Uncle living in California. She told Jack four weeks before she went, that she was going, there was also a strong possibility that she would get a teaching job in America. Jack had then realised that there would be no future with Kay.

Jo was the Practice Manageress of a Doctors surgery with seven doctors, it was an excellent position. Three weeks before Kay left Jo was on a weekend conference, this meant that they had a bed for the weekend. May had a Penthouse down the coast with fantastic sea views which they used a lot, but that was a forty-minute drive away.

Kay had invited Val, the headmistress of the school she was working in out for a meal to say thanks for all she had done for her. In reality, it was Jack that paid for the meal and wine. The only good thing about it was that Jack was attracted to Val. Over dinner, Jack and Val were flirting a lot. Kay didn’t realise what was happening.

Kay’s phone rang, and she took it outside to answer it. Val whispered, “Let her go to America, you are better off without her.”

Jack replied, “Thanks Val, I am aware of that, I have enjoyed chatting with you. I think that I will drop Kay home first, are you comfortable with that?”

Val took Jack’s hand and squeezed it antep escort bayan then said, “I’m very comfortable with that, I also have some nice Chablis in the fridge.”

Kay came back, she said, “I can’t see you on Thursday night, in fact, I’m running out of nights, I’ll have to look at my diary to see when I can fit you in.”

Jack didn’t say a word; he saw that Val had given him a wink and a big smile. Jack was now admiring Val’s voluptuous body; she was tall and dignified with massive tits. Jack asked for the bill then they left. Kay was just gabbling on, saying nothing meaningful. They arrived at Jo’s house, “I hope it goes well for you in America, and you find what you’re looking for, I’d better get Val home now.”

Kay got out of the car, she didn’t say a word, she slammed the door. Jack drove off but stopped three hundred yards down the road to let Val into the front passenger seat, Jack said, “When we picked you up, Kay should have shown you some respect and appreciation for what you have done for her, I didn’t like that she didn’t let you sit in the front seat.”

Val said, “I’m so happy that you saw through her, she is one of the most self-centred people that I’ve ever met, her mother is a charming lady, you’re intelligent, I can’t work out what you saw in her, what did you see in her?”

Jack smiled, then said, “She was a good fuck.”

Val grinned then said, “I doubt that tonight, you will know what a great fuck is like.”

They arrived at Val’s apartment; Jack was impressed with the Antiques that Val had. Val got the Chablis, two glasses and a wine cooler. Val said, “Forget about Kay, you’re far to nice for her. Let’s have some wine, to be honest, I’m a little nervous, I was widowed six years ago, and I haven’t been in a relationship. My husband was eight years older than me. In the last five years of his life, he wasn’t sexually active. Your studying Law, I believe?”

Jack answered after topping up their glasses, “Yes, I am, you surprise me, Val, you’re a beautiful woman, do you enjoy sex?”

Val answered, “I fucking love sex, I need sex, I haven’t met the right man, I’m very picky, there must be chemistry. I’m also lucky to have Bob, he satisfies me regularly.”

Jack said, “Bob?”

Val grinned then said, “Battery Operated Boyfriend.”

Jack took her in his arms, they kissed, their tongues were exploring each other’s mouth. araban escort bayan Their hands were also investigating, they caressed and touched for several minutes then Val said, “We would be far more comfortable in bed, can you stay the night?”

Val led him into her bedroom, Jack said, “I would love to.”

Within a minute they were both naked, Val said when she saw Jack’s massive cock, “Now I know that Kay is not right, she will never find another cock like that, and that’s for sure.”

Val’s tongue was teasing the bulbous tip of Jack’s massive cock then he felt the warmth of her mouth taking the full length of his cock, her lips were now wrapped around the base of his cock. Val’s blue eyes were looking straight into Jacks eyes as she deep throated him, Jack’s precum was now tickling the back of Val’s throat.

Val said, “You’re really hard now, it feels so fucking nice.”

Val then got into the missionary position with her legs spread wide open. Jack looked at the beautiful sight of Val’s flat, smooth, swollen and glistening pussy. Val said, “Jack, it’s all yours.”

Jack guided his cock to the middle of her long sex slit then watched his cock slide up her until his balls were hitting the cheeks of her ass, Val said, “I’ve never been filled like this before, it feels fantastic.”

Jack was now holding her legs in a v-position at the ankles. Every minute he was picking up speed as he thrust into her, Val’s strong cunt muscles were gripping his cock at the base and tip of each prod of his cock. Val’s massive tits were bouncing everywhere, one of her hands was playing with her clit, the other was playing with her tits.

A couple of minutes later Val changed her position, she got on to all fours and moved into a doggy style position. Jack then spread her ass cheeks and kissed and tongued her ass hole.

Jack then slid inside her pussy doggy style, he started to pound her hard, he was now going in so deep, Val loved it. Jack began to massage Val’s ass with his thumb, she was taking the full length of his thumb, Val said, “I’m going to cum, fuck me, baby, go deep and fuck me.”

A stream of cunt juice was now coming out of her hot pussy. Jack was happy that he had made her cum, he just kept pounding her then he exploded inside her. Val said, “You’re incredible, that was amazing, I want to see more of you, Jack.”

Jack replied, “I want to gaziantep arap escort bayan see more of you too, you are a great ride, I don’t have that much experience, I now know what a great fuck is, Kay is a third-rate fuck.”

Val answered, “Thanks for the compliment, you are something else, I think that I’ll be able to look after all your sexual needs urges until you find an alternative for Kay. She is quite immature for her age, I wouldn’t be surprised if she had been cheating on you. At school, she was always on her smartphone.”

Jack looked at Val’s enormous tits, then her inviting sex slit, he felt his cock harden. Val was aware that he was getting aroused before she went down on him, Val said, “Darling, let me make your big boy hard, then I want you to lie down and let me go on top of you, I want to do so many things with you.”

Val then went down on him, her tongue teasing his enormous cock. Then the warmth of the inside of her mouth as she wrapped her lips around his erect cock. Val’s head was now bobbing up and down in a determined way.

Val was enjoying what she was doing to Jack’s cock, one-minute deep throating him, then teasing his cock and balls with her tongue. Then Val squatted over Jack, teasing her hard clit with the bulbous tip of his cock. Val then centred the crown of his cock in the middle of her sex slit, she pushed down, Jack’s cock vanished inside her hungry pussy. As Val started to ride Jack, Val said, “It feels so good, you’re stimulating my cervix, baby, I want to feel you squirt inside me.”

Val soon had a powerful rhythm going, she was in complete control, gripping his cock at the base and tip of his cock on each downward thrust. Jack was rubbing her huge clit as Val was riding him. Val’s massive tits were wobbling seductively as Val went up and down on him. Val was holding eye contact with Jack as she sexily moved up and down. She then started to lick and suck her nipples, bringing one of her massive breasts to her mouth, sucking and licking on it then doing the same with the other.

Val started to go harder and faster, still keeping Jack in her eyes, this was arousing Jack, Jack could feel her cunt juice dripping onto his balls. They both climaxed within seconds of each other, Val was gripping Jack’s cock at the base, holding him inside her, she had powerful cunt muscles. Val leaned forward and kissed Jack for several minutes then said, “That was unbelievable, I felt your hot cum hitting my cervix, it felt wonderful. I’m so happy that you came home with me tonight, I am also happy that you have seen through Kay, you were wasting your time with her. There’s a lot of mature women out there that would love a twenty-year-old lover, every one of them would love the pleasure and gratification that your magnificent cock can give them.”

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

About the time I was getting ready to move to Utah I had picked up the guitar and was teaching myself to play. I had learned a few chords living in Florida in my early 20’s. I was working at a club as a DJ and had my days free. The guy I was living with had a guitar and country music television, he taught me a few chords and I taught myself the rest. Now in my 30’s I had been playing for a while. When I left California I had just started to get out and perform I public. I’m pretty sure my guitar saved my life during this period. I was depressed and despondent and was grateful to have something to keep my mind busy. Between girls it seems all I did was play guitar. I taught myself to sing but seemed disappointed that there was nowhere to play live in my home county. I was a true porch picker with no one to pick with. So I took to going to the big city, either Provo or Salt Lake to play, but the drive was too damn far to play for only 15-30 minutes. Then I heard about a little town 70 miles to the south east. It seemed the local dentist also owned a restaurant and had a weekly Saturday night jam & open mic. I called and got directions and headed out. I didn’t bring my guitar the first night I really just wanted to check it out but the dentist offered me his instrument and I sang a few songs. Apparently I was better then I thought and more then good enough for them as they extended an invitation to come out and play anytime I wanted. I was in heaven and I made sure drop in with my guitar just about every weekend. I then got asked to play a few of the other restaurants in town and before you know it I was getting pretty good. I had a bout 2 hours worth of material but when you do restaurant work you have to play about 4-5 hours. So I played everything I knew real slow and hope the dinner crowd turned over before I finished all my songs.

One night I was introduced to Debbie, a local resident in town, who was out having dinner with her male friend and listening to music. There always seem to be hand instruments floating around and she and her friend grabbed a couple and played along. Her and her date were friends but were not involved. It seems she was bored and didn’t want to eat alone. Let me tell you a little about Debbie. She was much older then the girls I had been fucking in my county, maybe early 50’s. She had a great smile & a vivacious personality. She’s about 5’4″ and weighed about 160 pounds or so but what rally caught me eye where her tremendous breast. They stood out so far and her nipples seem to the largest I have ever seen. It looked like someone had put a couple of really large marbles in the front of her bra. I later found out she was 44 G. The one thing that made very attractive, besides her tits was her out look on life. She mentioned that she was in an accident a while back, and when she got healthy the things that mattered before didn’t now. She sold her house in the city and had bought an Adobe hut on about 5 acres at the end of town. I asked if she was Native American, as she seemed to have those type features, but she stated that she was outdoors a lot and it was probably her tan.

I was intrigues by the description of her HUT and she asked if I would like to take a look. I was shocked by her boldness, mostly because she was on a date and I didn’t want to step on anyone’s toes. Her date spoke up and said he had things to do when they got back and that I should take her up on her offer. Besides they weren’t on a date so much as just friends having dinner. She seemed excited when I told I was intrigued by her house and would follow home. In her excitement her tits were swaying like 2 large puppies trying to break free. I did my best to look her n the eyes and not her tits but I’m pretty sure she was shaking them for me. I couldn’t believe my luck and being in the country I learned not to count my chicken till they hatched.

On the drive out to her place we passed some of the prettiest country GOD ever created. Big cliffs and red rock, it looked the place where every Western Film was ever made. This was definitely Butch Cassidy country. We must have driven for about a half hour and then we turned on to this smallest dirt road you’ve ever seen. In fact, if you weren’t looking for it you’d pass it right by. And it was the ruttiest road I had ever been on. We drove about another ½ mile and ten, in the clearing was the hut as she described, only it looked better then her description. She quickly got out of her car and said good bye to her friend. I’m pretty sure she told in the car to get lost as soon as possible. He shook my hand as he left giving me a knowing look and told me good luck. In no time at all he was hauling ass on the dirt to the main highway.

When I walked into her HUT I couldn’t believe how small the place was. It was probably 23 feet around and everything was in one room. Talk about downsizing your life. The bathroom was partitioned out off with a small red rock wall and the shower poured right to the floor next to the toilet. It gave new meaning to the term shit & a shave. There was a fireplace in the middle room which easily heated the whole place. Along the wall was small camping fridge, a kitchen sink, and a place for gaziantep rus escort bayan a microwave. Under the counter was everything else she could fit. Right past that was about 3 feet of counter with a TV & radio and then a sort of loft bed, about 4 feet off of the ground. Under the bed was her closet & dresser. Obviously the place was sparsely decorated but you could tell that the things she had collected in her life were very precious. She offered me a drink and we started talking and we didn’t finish until very late when the bottle was finally empty. She tried to talk me into playing her a few more tunes on guitar but I told I had to get. You know the 70 mile drive was no big deal but it was through the mountains and the deer were always thick at night. I had heard horror stories about people hitting deer and that was one experience I didn’t want to have. But before I left she made me promise to come back and visit and please not to forget my guitar. I told her I was playing pretty regular at the restaurant were we met and told her I hoped she would come out again. She promised not to bring a date the next time. She gave a very sexy kiss goodbye and really firm hug, rubbing her tits in me the whole time. I knew for sure I would be back to her place after playing.

I could hardly wait for the week to end and when Friday rolled around it seemed I covered that 70 miles in no time. I was a little disappointed she wasn’t at the restaurant when I arrived but about 3 songs into my first set there she was, looking as radiant as I remember. She took a seat in the back and had her dinner while I tried my best to not rush through my set, but it was hard and so was I. I played my heart out and did my best but I became very flustered when I looked up and she was looking at me. To ay the least I had a difficult time playing that night. I was missing chord and forgetting lyrics but she didn’t care. Actually nobody noticed I messed up but me. After my first set I really had to use the restroom and told her so I as I went past her table. In the head I bumped into the owner and he told me to watch out. She was a real man-eater and I could be in trouble if I wasn’t careful. He seemed kind of angry or jealous or something as he spoke. I got the impression he was full of shit but took his advice and quickly hurried back. From my conversation with her back at her table I felt that was far from the truth and then she said that he was probably mad because he had tried to ask her out a few times to get into her top but she stopped him cold and sent him home. We only chatted for a few minutes because I had to get back to play but she said she would hang around and we could go back to her place when I was finished.

Once back at her place I pulled out my guitar and some weed, and she pulled out a bottle and we drank and sang and smoke and talked till it was late. I was starting to think nothing would happen when she started telling me about her love life. It seemed after her accident, her boyfriend was not interested in sticking around and helping her get back on her feet. Part of the reason for her move was to get out of that situation. The accident had left her disabled and although she was able to take care of herself she got tired quick. She said she had a few more visits to the doctor and then she was going back to work and off of disability. She also mentioned that after leaving her boyfriend about 3 years prior, she hadn’t been involved with anyone and that she had been celibate for about a year or 2 before her accident, which means she hadn’t had any sexual relations in about 5 years. When she met me she felt her juice flowing but was scared about moving forward and getting involved with anyone, especially someone much younger then her. It seems that during her accident she had gained a little weight and wasn’t sure if any man would find her attractive. She said the only saving grace about her weight gain was that she had grown in the chest department. She said it was gradual but it seems like she woke up one morning and realized she went from a healthy 38C to her present G cup. She said she did her best to try and hide them because it seemed that that was all the guys ever wanted out of her. I tried to act cool and not let her know that I had the same thing in mind.

She started to tell that when we met I seemed respectful and that I looked her in the eyes when we spoke. I told her I did my best but like most guys was absolutely taken in by her large breast and stole a few glances when I thought she wasn’t looking. She said she knew I was a breast man cause she caught me looking a few times but found it exciting and not crude like the other guys. In fact she mentioned d that she was glad I was checking her out, it made her feel like a woman again. After I left that fist night she got to thinking about things and felt she might be ready to let someone enjoy all of her. Then she asked what I thought about her tits. I told her they look fabulous in her top and I had come by her house for her company but also just to see her boobs one more time, up close & personal. Maybe it was the alcohol talking but I then got gaziantep swinger escort bayan bold and asked if I could see them in all their glory. She wasted no time in removing her shirt and making these bad boys sway. Her bra was working overtime to hold back all of that tit flesh. In a short, I was hypnotized.

She then got up to use the restroom, never really stopping our conversation as the bathroom wall didn’t go to the ceiling nor did it have a door. All of a sudden I heard the shower running so I played a few more tunes trying to act cool. But all I could think about was her soaping up her big ol titties. I heard call my name and she said that if I wanted to enjoy her tonight I would have to be clean. She told me she had an extra towel under her bed & asked me to bring her one as well. I was out of my chair so fast and was naked before I came around that little wall. When I stepped into her very small shower she had her back to me but you could see just how big she was cause even with back turned there was so much tit it looked like it was coming out from under her arms. I mean these were the biggest, fullest, meatiest tits I had ever had the privileged to see and I hadn’t seen nothing yet.

I put the towel s down and stepped into the warm water and when she turned around I about fell over. They were beautiful, just like I pictured in my mind. Her nipples were so hard and so-o-o big. Her areolas were like saucers but were proportional to the size of her tits. Of course I was hard before I got in the shower but it was everything I could do to keep from coming right there. She handed me the soap and stuck her chest way out and asked to get it nice & clean. My hand was trembling as I massaged and kneaded her breast. Her nipples felt like rocks in my hand. My dick was poking her in the stomach and across her wet puss and it seemed like I didn’t have enough soap. Apparently this was making her hot because she reached down and grabbed hold of my dick telling she needed something to steady her. When she grabbed my dick she seemed very surprised at the length and thickness. I’m not sure if it was the fact that she hadn’t had any dick in quiet a while or just that I’m a pretty big boy, but at that point I didn’t really care. She took the soap from my hand and proceeded to wash my dick, balls and ass like they had never been washed before. GOD I love older women, they really know how to treat a mans dick and I was in heaven. When she turned around to put the soap down I stepped up behind her and tried to wedge my dick in her ass crack and slide in behind her but she jumped and became startled by my advances. She said since it had been a while, she hoped we could start things off in her bed. As horny as I was, I agreed and grabbed the towels to dry us off. But she had other ideas and asked if she could dry me. After that soaping how could I argue? With the fireplace going I was dry pretty quick but she took her time and really mad sure by dick was dry & hard. I just stood there with my hands out of the way and let her have her fun.

We moved over to her bed and climbed up. The anticipation was incredible. I was twitching the whole time by her touch. She was in control, it was her night and all I did was lay there and let her play. She was excited that I would let her get reacquainted with the male body, and her touch was fire. She rubbed every part of my body kissing her way from top to bottom. My dick was standing straight up and if the sun was shining you would have been able to tell time. I was in heaven and then she grabbed my dick with both hand s and started to blow on the tip. I gripped the sheets and held on then she started licking me, man her breath was hot. Like a riding a bike, she knew exactly what to do or at least what she liked to do. She proceeded to give me the best head I had had to date. She made love to my cock and caressed my balls like they were a fragile piece of glass. Her tongue was long and she used it like a pro. I was think about everything but what she was doing to keep from cumming but I couldn’t hold out to long and she knew that. I asked her to stop because I wanted to fuck her good but she said I was her toy and she was going to suck me till I plastered her tonsils with my sperm. I’m pretty sure though I would have stayed hard right after cumming. She licked up one side and down the other and then licked my balls putting one in her mouth then the other. While doing this she started playing with my ass and all I could do was moan. She had me and she knew it. Then, without warning she wrapped her big old tits around my dick and swallowed me to the base. I was out of control and I flooded her mouth, pumping gallons of sperm down her throat. Not one drop spilled and she sucked me my till I stopped throbbing. When my dick slipped from her mouth all she could say was thank you. You could see the fire in her eyes.

Then she lay on her back said it was my turn. I reached out to stroke her pussy and she was dripping wet. I mean like someone left a faucet on dripping wet. Obviously it had been a while since she had this much fun and that wetness was probably the damn gaziantep travesti escort kızlar busting. She grabbed me by the back of my neck, raised her legs in the air and pulled me to that hairy wet snatch. I didn’t really need to be guided but she wanted to be eaten and I wanted to eat her. I licked her good, just like she licked me. From the top of her clit to the cute little brown eye that was her ass. She came the minute my tongue touched her lips. Her hips were bucking and her ass was off the bed and she was screaming someone’s name. Who’s I didn’t care because I was the one making her scream. When I though she had enough I latched on to her clit and started humming. All she could do was go stuff and squeeze my head in her thighs. She panting and hyperventilating and coming about every third or fourth lick. She finally pulled me by my ears up to her face to give me the wettest most passionate kiss I had ever had in all my love making years.

She licked up all the juices on my face and wrapped her legs around my back. I was hard as a rock and easily found her opening with my dick. Like a divining rod finds water. Now most girls are pretty tight the first time you fuck them and after 5 years of no dick I could only imagine how tight she’d be. But I slid in in one fantastic stroke and she was thrashing around like she had been shot. She held me tight and told me not to move till she could adjust to my size. While she held me she started cumming again and moaning about how filled up she was. She said my dick was the perfect size because it hit bottom but wasn’t painful. I had to hold real still myself cause I could feel my load building.

After about 5 minutes she started moving her hips and her cunt was gripping my dick like a velvet vise. She was feeding me them big ol tits and shoving her nipples own my throat. From my previous stories you know that I was getting laid pretty regular so I had learned to hold my cum while giving a girl a good fucking, but this time I was about 5-6 strokes in I let loose with such a yell and she started cumming again saying she could feel my hot load way up inside her. I was a little embarrassed that I had cum so quickly but she laughed and said she was embarrassed that she had cum so much. The bed was wet from our juices and we took a minute to catch our breath. For me, being with a new woman is the best. You’re always trying to impress them and you have to make sure they get there’s. This time was no different cause after I shot the mother of all loads I was still hard and she was pleased.

I was on my back and she was on her side playing with the matted hairs on my chest and running her fingers across my dick. She touched me & I twitched again and she got a good hold and started stoking me like she was going to jack me off. My dick was sensitive and then she leaned over and stuck it in her mouth. She gave it a few good licks to make sure I was hard (like I wouldn’t be) and then swung her leg over me and put my dick right at her entrance. Of course after the first round she was sopping wet and she slid right down to the bottom making the cutest little squeaking sound. In a flash she was riding that horse bare back as I held on to her big ol tits. I actually had to because if I hadn’t they would have knocked me out. She started out slow and them picked up the pace. She was on fire and seemed to having one long orgasm. I tried to hold her and slow down so I would shot so fast but she was having none of that and she brought me to orgasm so fast I thought my guts were coming out the head of my dick. And just as I started cumming she had her biggest orgasm yet. She was loud and then she just collapsed on my chest, squashing those big hard nipples into me as she tried to catch her breath.

It took her a minute then she rolled of me. I really needed a glass of water and while I was in the kitchen I got a wet rag so she could kind of clean herself up. She looked at me like I was a fool. She said she hadn’t cum that much in all her life and she was going to wallow in the mess. She seemed rather proud of the mess we made. She then closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. I have to admit I was pretty fulfilled myself and curled up next to her and passed out. About 3 in the morning I really had to go the bathroom and on my way back to bed she was headed where I came from. As she was tinkling I just laid there playing the last part of the evening in my head and I was hard in no time. It was dark when she came back to bed and she spooned up to me, her ass in my crotch. When she got close she could feel my dick rubbing her ass and she reached for my hands and brought them to her tits. Her nipples where as hard as my dick and I knew I was in for round 2 or was it 3. She rolled up on her stomach and put her ass in the air and asked if I still wanted to take her from behind. I though to myself, “Are the Kennedy Gun shy”, hell yes I wanted to take her from behind. Before I got there she made sure to tell me I could play with her ass but putting my dick there was too much. She felt I was a little too big to be sticking her there, so I slid in to her vagina and she took all I had to give. Fuck for an old girl she hot and very wet and before you know I was grabbing her hips and hitting it hard. I mean I was driving in her, her head banging the head board and all she did was grunt and moan and was cumming everywhere. In want to tell we fucked like that for hours but I was so turned on and I came with lightening speed. The next thing I remember it was light out and when I looked over she was fast asleep with her ass still in the air.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

When Sunita saw the postman come up the walkway, she had no premonition that her safe, contented little world was about to collapse at her feet. Despite the bleak February skies, the dark- haired young woman’s spirits were sunny that fateful morning. Humming a carefree tune, Sunita dried her hands on the kitchen towel and went to get the day’s mail. The voluptuous beauty felt only mild curiosity when she saw the envelope addressed to Mrs. Sunita. Probably just some ad, she thought, placing the rest of the mail on top of the television set.

It wasn’t until she tore open the envelope, and its contents spilled out, that a horrified gasp escaped her throat. Sunita’s hand flew to her mouth and her face flushed crimson. Her heart hammered like that of a captive bird as she clutched the letter with trembling hands.

DO YOU WANT YOUR HUSBAND TO SEE THESE? the scrawled message read. THINK ABOUT IT, SWEET SUNITA. BECAUSE YOU’LL SOON BE HEARING FROM ME AGAIN!

A strangled sob tore from her throat as she bent to retrieve the photographs that had fallen to the floor. Pictures Sunita had hoped, desperately, that she would never see again, that she had tried to shove into some dark and distant corner of her mind. Still, there had always been that nagging fear that someday, they would turn up again to threaten her happiness. As Sunita lifted the lurid photos, her hands trembled, for she knew that that dreaded someday had arrived! The sordid past she had tried to escape had finally caught up with her, threatening to rob her of all that she held so dear. Her beloved husband Vishal and their precious daughter Jaya.

Vishal loved Sunita, trusted her, held her on a pedestal. “Meree pyaree Sunita,” he often whispered as he held her close. “Tumhare jaise patni milke mujhe bahut kushee hai!”

Every time Vishal uttered those words, Sunita felt a wave of guilt ripple through her, for she was not as sweet and innocent as her husband imagined. And the tall, shapely brunette whispered a silent prayer that her past would remain buried. She feared that Vishal would be hopelessly disillusioned if he ever learned the ugly truth, that the wife he held in such high esteem had posed for pornographic photos before they were married! Sunita had agonized countless times over the possibility of Vishal’s discovery of her sordid past, wondering what would happen if that fearful day should ever arrive. And she always came up with the same frightening answer.

“He’ll divorce me,” she whispered to the empty room, her hand clutching her constricted throat. “And take my darling Jaya away from me, declare me an unfit mother!” The mere thought of that occurring made Sunita’s lips tremble and her green eyes fill with tears. She loved her husband and daughter with all her heart. They were Sunita’s whole world now. They had completely filled the emptiness that had settled after her mother’s death five years before. Sunita had not really begun to live until she met Vishal. The four years of their marriage, despite its problems, had been the happiest Sunita had ever known. And little Jaya was the precious living product of their love. The twenty-three-year-old felt her heart wrench with pain as she clutched the anonymous letter in her shaking hand, for she could not bear to lose either one of them.

Who could have sent the letter? she wondered, her mouth dry as she stared at the lewd poses she had participated in before she met Vishal. Who had finally unveiled the ugly truth about her, unearthed the dark secret that Sunita had tried, all these years, to keep hidden? That she had needed money so desperately during the final months of her mother’s lengthy illness, that she had reluctantly agreed to perform lewd sex acts in front of a camera.

Sunita had not wanted to resort to pornographic modeling, but she had no other choice. Her modest secretarial salary just would not stretch to cover the skyrocketing bills resulting from her mother’s illness. When she had tried out for fashion modeling, tall and curvaceous Sunita was told that she was not at all suitable for modeling clothes, for her eye-catching figure was far too voluptuous.

Not long afterward, Sunita saw the newspaper advertisement for a photographer’s model. MUST BE ATTRACTIVE AND HAVE GOOD FIGURE, the ad stated. Sunita answered the ad eagerly. When she heard how well the job paid, her spirits soared. Especially when the photographer assured her that she was perfect for the type of modeling he needed. The new medicine that the doctor had prescribed for her mother’s pain was so expensive that Sunita worried about how she was going to manage to have it refilled. There were no other relatives to turn to for financial assistance, and her mother was solely dependent on Sunita. Landing this lucrative modeling job was the perfect answer to her financial problems.

It was not until she actually showed up for her first session before the camera, that Sunita discovered just what type of modeling the job entailed. At first, she was tempted to walk out and never return. The things gaziantep yavuzeli escort bayan she was expected to do made her cheeks flush crimson. Then she remembered, with a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach, that she had just received another lofty medical bill the day before for laboratory tests her mother had required. To add to her problems, she was almost out of the expensive pain-killing drug that her mother needed to lessen the agony of the dreaded killer disease ravishing her wasted body. And Sunita knew, with a heavy feeling of resignation, that she had no choice in the matter. She needed money desperately and this was the only way she could get it. I’ll do it for mother, she told herself as she started to remove her clothing. And no one need ever know!

That had been five years ago. Death had claimed her mother just a few months after Sunita had begun her secret, part-time modeling. When her mother died, Sunita quit her extra job immediately. With her mother’s insurance money, she was able to clear up the remainder of the staggering medical bills. Trying to put what she had done out of necessity out of her mind, Sunita never stepped in front of the camera again. She was not proud of what she had done, but Sunita knew that it had been unavoidable. She would do it again, if she had the opportunity to go backward in time, because she received some small comfort from the knowledge that her beloved mother had suffered far less because of the money Sunita had earned from her secret and sordid job. It’s all in the past now, Sunita tried to tell herself, as she concentrated solely on her secretarial position. And no one need ever know!

Six months later, she had met Vishal and he more than compensated for the unhappiness she’d known during the trying time of her mother’s terminal illness. After a whirlwind courtship, they became husband and wife. Now, after caring for her mother for so long, Sunita finally had someone to look after her. Six years her senior, Vishal treated her as though she were made of spun glass. He proved to be everything a woman could ask for in a husband. Well, almost everything.

The only quality really missing from their relationship was sexual fulfillment. Although Sunita found her two-hundred-pound, six-foot husband extremely attractive, something was definitely lacking in their marriage bed. Vishal was a gentle, considerate lover, but not very demanding or adventuresome. He treated Sunita like some fragile china doll, and somehow Sunita longed for more. Although she hated herself for her lustful thoughts, the pretty woman found herself thinking, longingly, about some of the lewd sexual activities she’d engaged in during her brief, secret modeling career. The men who were her partners had been strangers to her, but still, Sunita recalled with ripples of both excitement and shame, she had responded to their touch. She had been instructed to portray pleasure in front of the camera and Sunita did as she was told. Only she knew that the response she displayed was often genuine, that she secretly enjoyed the lustful acts she was performing for money.

I must be oversexed, Sunita often thought, her cheeks burning with shame.

Sunita found herself thinking that often after she and Vishal were married. If our sex life is enough for Vishal, why can’t it be enough for me? she often wondered. Sunita dreamed, in vain, about the day that she would know complete and total satisfaction after their lovemaking. Instead, the well-stacked beauty felt a vague dissatisfaction. Just once, she wished that Vishal would take her roughly and savagely pound his big pole of masculinity into her cock- hungry cunt, making her gasp with both pleasure and pain. She secretly fantasized about hearing him use the same coarse language that the actors used during the pornographic sessions, of having him cry out to her in wild abandon instead of remaining silent while they made love.

Sunita found herself wishing that her husband would demand that she suck his cock the way she had sucked the big pricks that had been Vishalmed in her throat as the camera clicked. Even though she cared nothing for the male models she had worked with, Sunita had liked the feel of their warm meat in her mouth. During her brief career, she had learned to suck cock with admirable expertise, so that her sex partners climaxed fast and hard, spilling their hot semen into her waiting mouth. Sunita did not have to pretend when she felt their torrid cargo explode in her mouth. The lustful gleam in her eyes was genuine as she eagerly swallowed their hot juices. Just as the frantic swirl of her pelvis was real when her male partners fucked her with gusto, cVishalming their merciless rods into her heated cunt from every imaginable position. Sunita had learned a great deal during her brief but torrid career. Not only about sex but about herself. And she inwardly feared that she might be oversexed.

She had hoped that marriage to a big hunk like Vishal would put a stop gaziantep yeni escort bayan to the secret longings of her ripe body, that her husband would be the passionate and demanding lover she ached for. Instead, Vishal had proved to be merely adequate in bed. Even though Sunita reached a climax when her husband made love to her, hers was a shallow response, a mere mild fluttering within her saturated vaginal walls. And Sunita yearned for so much more!

The thought of cheating on Vishal, however, never entered the shapely beauty’s mind. Sunita devoted herself to her husband with the same fervor she’d dedicated herself to her mother. The happiness of those she loved always came first with Sunita. That’s why she never told Vishal of her unfulfilled and persistent sexual desires. First of all, she did not want to hurt his masculine pride by intimating that he was lacking as far as his sexual prowess was concerned. Second, Sunita was convinced that Vishal preferred her to remain passive in bed, that he wanted her to play the role of the sweet, innocent wife in every aspect of their marriage, so she remained silent. And she turned to a vibrator to satisfy the secret cravings of her frustrated pussy. She kept the plastic pseudo-prick hidden in her dresser drawer. It was only when she was alone that she used the mechanical aid to help satisfy the throbbings of her heated cunt. Then, Sunita would spread her legs and send the penis-shaped piece of plastic far into her leaking aperture, shoving it in and out with the gusto she wished Vishal would show during their lovemaking. It was then, and only then, that the voluptuous brunette would cry out in wild abandon, the way she did not dare cry out with her husband.

“Chodh mujhe, Jorse chodh mujhe!” she would gasp, her legs trembling as she masturbated with vigor. “Aur jorser, aur andhar tak!” she’d beg, thrilling to the forceful penetrations of the whirling vibrator. “Meree chooth ko chodh!” she’d cry, pretending that her husband was screwing her the way she secretly wished that he would. Although the vibrating sex-gadget did not take the place of a real, live prick, it helped to relieve some of Sunita’s frustrations. And it kept her from turning to other men for fulfillment of her lusty sexual appetite.

Now, as the curvaceous young woman gazed at the lurid photos of herself which had come in the morning mail, she felt a tension building in her luscious body. Her temples throbbing as she wondered about the anonymous sender. Who had unearthed her dark past? And now that this blackmailer was on to her, what did he or she want?

Sunita grew tense, for she had no way of paying off a blackmailer. She had no money of her own at all. Even though she had been the sole beneficiary of her mother’s insurance policy, the woman’s monumental medical bills had consumed every penny. And Vishal gave just a small personal allowance in addition to her household money. Scarcely enough to grease a greedy palm. Vishal just didn’t make that kind of money. Although they lived comfortably on the profits of his small television repair shop, it required careful budgeting.

How can I silence him? Sunita wondered, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip so hard that she almost drew blood. Sunita did not know the answer to her dilemma. But as her eyes passed over the painfully familiar photographs she’d received in the morning mail, the lovely young wife knew that she would do anything she possibly could to keep her beloved husband from seeing those pictures. And she also knew that she had been living on borrowed time. The four years of happiness she had known with Vishal had come to an abrupt end, while a private hell had just begun. She was now at the mercy of some unknown and unscrupulous individual, one who possessed the frightening power to destroy her marriage!

As Sunita viewed each pornographic pose from her past, she became aware of another kind of tension mounting within. Along with her trepidation, she felt an undeniable sexual excitement course through her. Although she was ashamed of her reaction, she could not stop the ripples of desire from washing over her body. One photograph showed Sunita naked and bent, sprawled before a male who was denuded of all but a lascivious expression as he shoved his big swollen prick into her widely stretched mouth. The voluptuous beauty licked her full lips as she gazed at the photo, remembering how good that warm joint had felt inside her receptive oral cavity. The rapturous expression on her face was genuine as she sucked obediently for the cameVishalan. Sunita recalled the unmatched bittersweet flavor of masculine juices against her tongue … and her mouth watered. How thrilled she would be if one day her good-looking, well-built husband would grab her by the hair, the way the model in the lewd photo was doing, and force her to go down on him and take his Vishalpaging cock fully in her prick-hungry mouth.

Sunita’s voluminous breasts rose and fell rapidly as she breathed gaziantep zayıf escort bayan harder. Her heartbeat quickening, she turned to another photo, her pussy fluttering wildly at the shockingly prurient pose. Her jade eyes grew dreamy as she gazed at her widely split legs as she saw herself lying on a kitchen table. Her gaping cuntal petals flowered boldly before the camera, their pink folds swollen and glistening with the nectar of her arousal as the handsome face of a male model nestled between her obscenely outspread legs. His pointed tongue stretched forward, its wet tip probing her sensitive cuntal lips.

Mmmmmmmmm, how good his tongue felt! Sunita recalled as she looked at the familiar photo. She remembered how she had begged him to keep on licking her cunt even when the camera had stopped clicking. Before they had moved on to another lurid pose, Sunita had grabbed her partner’s head and held it between her outstretched, trembling legs, pleading with him to make her cum! She felt a slow warmth steal across her pelvis as she remembered how the man had accommodated her, flicking his raspy tongue back and forth and up and down until she cried out in sweet release, her hips bucking as she slammed up and down upon the table.

Sighing, Sunita recalled how that had been the very first time she had ever had her pussy eaten. At first, she had been shocked when the cameVishalan unleashed his instructions, ordering her up on the table. The thought of having the naked male model tongue the dark triangle between her widely splayed legs had filled the big-busted Sunita with revulsion. That is, until she felt the first touch of his warmly wet tongue against her lewdly parted pussy. Sunita remembered too how she had gasped, how her bare tits had tightened into rosy peaks of excitement at the thrilling sensation, how she had split her legs as far as possible and moaned with pleasure at this new and marvelous physical sensation. Even the cameVishalan had teased her afterward, saying that she was either a tremendous actress or she had had the time of her life. After that, Sunita secretly yearned for that type of pose, and she surrendered herself completely to the ensuing lewd acts.

How many times had Sunita longed for the feel of Vishal’s tongue between her open legs. So many times when Sunita had had to bite her lip to keep from crying out, from begging her husband to eat her throbbing, tongue-hungry pussy. For she felt certain that such a plea would shock and disgust Vishal, would shatter the false image he had created, the one of the sweet and innocent young wife.

The next morning, Sunita would wait until Jaya was either at nursery school or sleeping. Then she would close and lock her bedroom door so that she could lie naked on her bed, her legs split and her pussy lewdly parted while she fingered her palpitating, frustrated cunt. As she would work her fingers back and forth, the wet sounds of her saturated membranes filling the empty room, the lovely Sunita pretended that it was her husband’s tongue making those delicious slurping sounds. She would let her masturbating fingers bring her naked body to a feverish pitch just short of actual orgasm. Then she would remove her hand from between her parted legs to let the peak of mounting excitement fade. Again and again, she would bring herself to a point close to orgasm before pulling her hand away. After teasing herself over and over, she finally would let her fingers punish her wet pussy until she reached fulfillment. “Mujhe chaat, meree chut chaat!” she’d scream as she climaxed, her hips jerking wildly as she bucked up and down in wild abandon.

Sunita’s hot pussy was pounding hard now, and she felt a warm trickle dampen the crotch of her panties as she turned to another photo. A soft moan escaped her lips as she saw herself sitting naked on top of a good-looking man. Her eyes were half-closed and her mouth hung open, as he sent his huge prick far into the creamy recesses of her tunnel of love. Her naked partner had his hands on Sunita’s pale moons, and the sexually aroused beauty recalled how the man had used her bare asscheeks to lift her high into the air before he pulled her down on his towering shaft, Vishalming his crimson prick into her sensitive cervix. Sunita could tell by the lustful expression on her face that the photo had been taken just as her skillful partner had slammed her body down on him. Her nipples now rose into twin points beneath her blouse as she relived the glorious carnal sensations his pistoning cudgel had created. Being fucked in the woman-astride position was one of Sunita’s favorite poses, for her partner’s prick always seemed so much bigger as it penetrated her slick canal.

She wished fervently that Vishal would fuck her this way. Her husband’s enviable cock was the biggest she’d ever seen and Sunita often fantasized about having him enter her while she sat on top of him, her legs spread and her wet pussy parted. I’ll bet Vishal’s prick would drive me clean out of my mind if we did it this way, she speculated as she stared at the photograph she’d posed for years before. Instead, however, Sunita had learned to be content with the usual woman-on-bottom, man-on-top position in her marriage bed. When her secret needs grew overpowering, she would squat naked and panting on top of her whirring vibrator, while in the privacy of her empty bedroom she shoved the make-believe cock high into nether depths of her cuntal tunnel.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Tourist Fun in Wine Country

The B&B in Napa had come highly recommended by our friends Meryl and Mitch, who said to be sure to have someone named Kathryn show us the sauna. When we checked into the large, Craftsman style house, and were met by a striking brunette.

Five foot 8 with light tan skin and wide eyes, she wore a slate gray shirt and a khaki green skirt that highlighted her figure. A full head of pure black hair draped around her face before cascading over her ample bosom. She rested her hand lightly on my upper arm, “Welcome. My name is Kathryn, and I’m the innkeeper.” She checked our names in the reservation database. “I see you were recommended by Meryl and Mitch. Would you like the same visitor package that they made us of?

I blinked at Jan, who shrugged. “Sure. Whatever they had…”

“Very good,” Kathryn smiled and began unbuttoning her blouse. “If there is anything you need,” she removed her shirt revealing a black lace bra over large, dark nipples, “Anything at all,” she was lowering the zipper at the side of her skirt. “Please do not hesitate to ask.” Her skirt came off. Her panties were matching black lace barely covering a thick patch of black pubic hair.

“Excuse me…” I began, but Jan cut me off as she lifted her shirt over her head.

“Thank you for having such a welcoming policy. May I kiss you?”

“Of course.” Kathryn openly admired Jan’s breasts encased in a blue satin bra. “While all touching is encouraged as part of the “Swinger” package, it is considered courteous to ask.”

Jan put a hand behind Kathryn’s neck and pulled her into a kiss. Kathryn’s hand reached for the clasp of Jan’s bra, breaking the kiss long enough to ask, “May I?”

“Only if I may return the favor,” Jan replied.

Both women had their bras undone in seconds, and were rubbing their nipples together amidst deep sighs and occasional gasps.

I could only stare, my dick growing in my pants.

“Let me show you around the place,” Kathryn took Jan’s hand.

“No, wait,” Jan stopped and began opening her blue jeans, peeling them away to show blue satin that matched her bra as it encased her round butt and cupped her pubis. “I’d feel awkward with you having such a lovely pussy while I was in rough denim.”

Both women looked at me, expectantly.

I pulled my pants off, over my shoes. My black boxer briefs displayed a barely restrained bulge.

“He’s quite nice, isn’t he?”

Jan put her arm around Kathryn’s narrow waist. “Wait until he’s fully erect.”

“I’m positively dripping with expectation.”

I followed the women as they sauntered around the lower level of the house, showing off the living room, sitting room, kitchen and a large dining room with seating for 12! No one else seemed to be visiting the B&B that day. Kathryn stopped in front of two dark wooden doors. “And this, is the playroom.” She pulled open the double doors. The heady smell of sex poured over us as we gazed at as many as five couples on thick pads on the floor. They were men and women, youngish and oldsters, different colors and body types. All with one thing in common: sex. All were licking or sucking or fucking or being fucked, and several combinations of thereof. “This was Meryl’s favorite room.”

“Of course, it was,” Jan marveled.

“I think there were days when Mitch went on our excursions by himself. Although, with the Swinger package, you need never be alone.”

“And now, upstairs,” Kathryn began climbing the polished wooden staircase.

Jan took hold of my solid cock. “And now, upstairs,” as she followed Kathryn’s swaying butt. Jan nudged me, tilting her head toward Kathryn as she mouthed “Say something.”

I coughed. “I must say, Kathryn, you have a spectacular ass,” Jan looked at me, aghast but Kathryn smiled as if I had paid her the highest compliment.

“Why, thank you. If you’d like to explore inside it” she slowed to let us get close “Please just ask.”

At the top of the stairs, Kathryn stopped and turned to us. From four steps down, her pussy was at eye level. “Your room is the first on the right,” She pointed with an elegant index finger whose fingernail was significantly shorter than the others on that hand. I quickly glanced to her other hand, noticing the same distinction, but with the middle finger trimmed short, while all the others had long nails, perfectly manicured to a sharp point.

“There is brochure in the room describing each of our accommodations and excursions. Everything is included in the price except wine, food purchases and tips.”

She stepped aside, letting us climb to her level. Her smile could turn my knees to liquid and my cock to solid.

“Here is your key card. And once more, since it is your first time, let me repeat,” she slid her hand into her panties, where it was clear that she was inserting her fingers into her pussy. She gasped, then brought the fingers out, covered in her juices. “If there is any way I can make your stay more pleasant,” she wiped her cunt juice under escort gaziantep bayan numaraları Jan’s nose, “please do not hesitate to ask.” She smeared her fingers under my nose and I quickly caught them in my mouth, locking eyes, as I sucked and licked them clean. “Anything at all,” she finished with a sigh.

She rubbed the large bulge in my crotch before she stepped away, “I’ll have someone bring up your luggage. Would you prefer Armand or Agila?”

“Armand,” I said.

“Agila,” Jan said at the same instant.

We both smiled and chuckled. Jan turned to Kathryn, “Whomever you would recommend.”

“Of course,” and she stepped past us on her way downstairs.

I unlocked the room as quickly as possible. The minute we were inside, I grabbed Jan, kissing her fiercely as my cock pressed against her stomach. “What the hell is going on?”

She dropped our clothes in the middle of the floor before grabbing my cock and tugging it with long, fast jerks.

“I should have known Meryl would recommend a swingers’ resort. Kathryn thinks we’ll like the same ‘sharing’ high jinks as those two perverts.”

I chuckled, “And the problem is?”

“I am so goddam horny right now I can’t think straight!” Jan shoved me onto the bed, burying her face between my knees. She sucked me hard and deep before lifting her head. “Kathryn wants to fuck you. You got that, right?”

“Ya think?” I rested my hand in her hair, guiding her up and down my pulsing cock.

“And you want to fuck her, don’t you, Lover?”

“Absolutely! And you? What will you do while Kathryn and I are indulging our lust?”

“I will be going back and forth, licking your assholes.” She paused in her assault on my cock. “Or maybe Armond will be worth giving a tumble.”

I was humping her face, faster and deeper. “And don’t forget, Meryl and Mitch specifically recommended the sauna … fuck yes, Jan. I’m going to cum.”

Jan doubled her efforts, abandoning the conversation long enough to deep throat my cock, making me fill her throat with cum. I pumped uncontrollably, shooting stream after stream into her mouth.

Jan swallowed with a satisfied groan.

I cradled her face, lifting until she sat on my lap, her soaked panties squishing onto my thighs.

“That looks like the excursion brochure, there,” I nodded my head toward the nightstand.

When Jan leaned over to pick it up, I slid two fingers under her panties and into her dripping pussy.

“Ooo, yes Lover.”

She pressed back on my fingers, pushing them deep as I unfolded my thumb across her clit.

Jan began to read aloud.

“In-room dress code and personal access is established and enforced by the assigned occupants.”

She smirked, “Personal access?”

“Who gets access to whom and how often?”

“And how messy,” she smiled dreamily.

“In-house playroom facility. All occupants and their guests age 21 and over are welcome. Please enter and exit through the unisex locker room. See posted dress code for appropriate individual attire.”

“Dress code? Was anybody in that room dressed?”

Jan squinted, “I just remember seeing lots of tits, cocks, clits, and asses.”

“Sounds like our kind of place.”

“Private Wine Tour for Lovers. Now we’re talking,” Jan wiggled her hips on my fingers. “Escape for a day in the wine country on this exclusive winery tour, with all tasting fees included! Your private group tour visits three estate wineries, beginning with Castello Degli Innamorati. Your personal concierge will help you discover the intimate winemaking process. Enjoy the Napa Valley regions of Yountville, St. Helena, and Rutherford.”

“Intimate process? Do we get to watch the winemakers fucking?”

Jan smiled, then groaned when my fingers sped up their internal massage. “Well, there’s this. NOTICE: For health and safety reasons, no nudity is allowed in manufacturing area. Appropriate robes and masks will be provided. Complete nudity and access is allowed, and encouraged, in the tasting area.”

“This really is a fuck-as-you-go resort.”

“Starting with your magical fingers, Lover.”

I rubbed her clit in quick, tiny circles.

“Hot air balloon ride. Hm, we may have to do this. Aw, fuck, Lover. So nice. Um…In compliance with county laws and statutes, no nudity is allowed below 1000 feet. Complete nudity and access is allowed and encouraged above 1000 feet at the discretion of the pilot.”

“Can we request a pilot with no discretion?”

“It doesn’t say. Faster Lover. Finger me faster.”

She scanned down the pages. “Ah, here’s the sauna. The intimate sauna experience takes place in a reused and renovated wine barrel. Sauna can be reserved as either a private or shared booking. Nudity and full access is allowed, based on booking status.”

“Hm. Full access.”

“That means pegging your sexy ass while surrounded by stream.”

“Did you bring the double dildo?”

“Of course, though I’m sure escort bayan gaziantep reklamları Kathryn has something we could borrow, if necessary.”

“She may only let us borrow half of it, while she keeps control of the rest.”

Jan’s breath was coming in short gasps as she continued reading. “Open Air Wine Trolley Tour with Lunch. Now that sounds fun.”

“Fresh air around my balls. A stiff breeze up your…”

“No nudity is allowed while on board the open-air trolley. Nudity and complete access is allowed and encouraged in tasting rooms and outdoor picnic areas.”

“Party poopers.”

“Speaking of poop, Lover,” she rocked forward, sharing a view of her tight anus. I slipped one finger from her well-lubed cunt, then pressed it into her asshole.

“FUCK YES. Keep going!” She looked at the next item and laughed around her lusty groans.

“How appropriate. Horseback riding tour. No nudity allowed at any time during horseback riding tour.

“That’s probably so the horses don’t get a superiority complex.”

“Not around you, my big-dicked … FUCK YES! OH GOD I’M … SO GOOD!”

Her cunt squirted around my hand and across the bed as she humped me quick and hard. Soon, she started to relax.

“That’s everything. Where do you want to start?”

Before I could answer, there was a soft knock on the door. Without thinking, I moved Jan off my lap and stood to open the door.

A small, dark-skinned Asian woman stood behind a luggage cart with our bags on it. In keeping with the theme of the resort, she was completely nude.

“Hello. My name is Agila,” she started pushing the cart into our room. “Milady Kathryn said I should make you feel…” her voice trailed off as she saw Jan, sitting on the bed, smiling, her large alabaster tits riding high and proud, her legs spread in a lewd display of her dripping cunt. “… welcome,” she finished her sentence, politely taking her eyes from Jan, only to find my big cock, hard and glistening.

Once the cart was out of the way, I got a good look at Agila. A petite five feet tall, her hair was black and straight, long enough to part as it flowed down her square shoulders and over her large, tan breasts. Her nipples were dark brown and quickly puckering as she watched me stroke my cock. Her hands drifted to the small tuft of smooth, straight hair at the front of her labia, fingers spreading as she touched herself.

Jan stood close beside her, putting a hand on her tight, tan ass.

“Suck it, Agila. He won’t mind. And I will lick your cunt while you do it.”

Agila’s head whipped toward Jan, a luscious smile on her face, her almond eyes wide with desire. Jan gave her a soft tongue kiss. Agila’s eyes grew wider still as she plumbed Jan’s mouth.

“I taste…”

“It’s his cum. He filled my mouth just a few minutes ago.”

Agila looked back at my cock, throbbing to its full size. “And he’s already hard again,” she marveled.

“Do you want your cunt licked, Agila? Or should we ask him to put that big cock in your tiny pussy?”

By way of an answer the Asian woman knelt down, then crawled toward my dick. “Lick me,” she spoke to Jan while mesmerized by the bobbing cock in my hand. She presented her dark brown backside to Jan’s appreciative gaze. “Suck my clit while I suck your man’s cock. Finger fuck my cunt while your man fucks my face.”

I tilted my cock down, pointing it at her intense expression, “Hello Agila. May I fuck your mouth?”

Her eyebrows slopped upward, as if the question was obvious. “It is what I live for. It is why I took this job.” She cradled my shaft in her small hands. Her English was clipped but perfect. “I love to be used. Make me your slut, both of you, and I will make your dreams come true as well.”

Jan was pulling off her sticky panties, “That’s all I need to hear,” Spectacularly naked, Jan got on all fours, crawling up behind Agila. Her nose against the other woman’s pussy, she paused to inhale her unique fragrance before licking the dark brown lips.

Agila sighed as she slipped her mouth over my cock. “You’re so big, sir. With her on my clit I will cum soon. Fill me with your seed.” She started rocking forward and back, pushing me deeper into her throat as she pressed her clit to Jan’s mouth.

“You taste exquisite,” Jan cooed. I saw her bring up one hand, inserting two fingers into the tight orifice. Agila moaned and sucked me harder.

I felt her tongue circling the swollen head of my cock. Then her fingers were stroking my balls. I threaded my fingers in her smooth dark hair, pulling her head tight against my stomach, pushing my long, thick shaft to the back of her throat. I heard her breath in, her nose buried in my thick pubic hair, “Oh fuck,” she sighed. Tightening her fingers around my balls, the other hand grabbed my rod, pumping in rhythm with her mouth.

From the corner of my eye, I noticed Jan lift her head. I watched as she smiled at me, her face glistening gaziantep escort kız telefonları with Agila’s pussy juice. She raised her hand to show me two fingers, pressed together, then added a third before lowering them into Agila’s cunt.

The small woman grunted, then cried, “Yes, madam! Fuck me hard.”

She humped onto Jan’s hand with deep fast jerks, her tongue lathing my entire shaft as she clucked her throat on my head. I grabbed her hair with both hands, matching her speed as I fucked her face. “I’m going to cum Agila. Your mouth is…FUCK YES AGILA DON’T’ STOP!”

I slammed my cock far into her mouth, shooting load after load of cum down her throat. Agila screamed around the mouthful of dick, her body convulsing. I heard Jan gulp and saw cunt juice splash around her face and down her tits. “GIVE ME YOUR CUM, YOU TINY SLUT!” Jan shouted, feeding Agila’s fantasy as she pounded her fingers into the tight cunt.

I pumped into her, again and again. “Still cumming,” I managed to groan.

“Agila, don’t’ swallow!” Jan commanded. “Bring his cum to me!” She took another long drink from Agila’s cunt before sitting up on her thighs. She grabbed the smaller woman, yanking her around, but there was no concern that Agila would not obey. Her mouth sealed shut, her eyes wide with lust, she kept grunting “Um hm. Um hm. Um hm.”

I noticed Jan’s mouth was also tightly closed. Her hand was at her pussy, frigging herself wildly, as Agila knelt in front of her. Her small tan hands took Jan’s alabaster face on either side and pulled her into a kiss. Her eyes grew wider as she realized she was not the only one with a load to share. The two women traded mouths full of cum, mine and Agila’s. Jan’s hands gripped Agila’s light brown tits, mauling and tugging the dark nipples. Agila groaned, cum pouring from her mouth, running down Jan’s face an onto both sets of breasts.

I was still jerking my cock, managing to fire more sperm onto the floor as I watched this incredible consummation.

As the women calmed and parted, I quickly knelt between them, kissing Jan deeply, then Agila, saying, “Oh Agila, you are such a wonderful slut.”

She wriggled with delight at the genuine compliment. “If I have pleased you, sir,” then to Jan, “madam, then I am content.” The smell of our shared sex was making me hard again and I began licking their tits and sucking their nipples, enjoying the taste of mingled cum and sweat.

Jan held me to her breast, caressing my hair as I felt Agila’s fingers sneaking between my ass cheeks. “How long will you be with us?” Agila asked quietly.

Jan kissed her, soft and gentle, “Only until Tuesday.”

Agila nodded, “And you will want to partake in all the excursions? Fucking the other guests?”

“Isn’t that what you will be doing?” I asked, kissing the top of her head.

“My instructions come from Milady Kathryn, but how I implement those instructions is up to me. I was told to make you feel welcome. I hope I have done that.”

Jan kissed her again, gently caressing her dark brown nipples. “You have done that and more. You are a very good slut.”

Agila noticed the brochure, all-but-forgotten on the bedspread. “Have you decided how you want to spend your day. It’s probably too late for the hot air balloon or any of the organized wine tours.”

“A friend recommended the sauna.”

Agila’s face brightened. “The sauna is wonderful. I love getting sweaty and slippery. May I join you, so I can give myself to sir?” She glanced longingly at my half-hard cock. “Your cum tastes wonderful, but I want that big cock in my cunt.”

Jan smiled, taking my dick in one hand while cupping Agila’s pussy with the other. “Sister, I know what you mean. I’m a slut for my man’s cock as well.” She squeezed me, eliciting a few drops of per-cum, which Agila quickly bent to lick away. Jan laughed, “Yes, you are my Sister Slut from now on!”

“Sister Slut,” Agila repeated, grinning as she licking Jan’s tits.

“Agila,” I decided to be the practical one, “How do we book the sauna?”

Agila struggled to get into professional mode as Jan caressed her brown nipples. “You can use the website, or call the desk, oh my…” she put a hand to Jan’s head at her tit. “Or, since your room is so close, we can just walk there and see if it’s in use.”

“Will we need robes?”

Agila shook her head, “The resort hallways are considered private and not subject to the pruderies of the outside world. Or, as Milady Kathryn likes to say, naked is always better.”

“I couldn’t agree more,” Jan gave Agila’s tit one last nibble before putting her arms around both of us.

I opened the door and lifted my chin, proud to be in the company of these two sexy women, “To Oz?”

Jan leaned toward Agila, “Sex makes him quote movies, and movie quotes make him hard.”

Agila laughed, shouting, “To Oz!”

We strutted together down the hall, my cock taking the lead.

As promised the sauna was a large wine barrel, perhaps eight feet around, just a few steps out a side door and into a courtyard garden. One end had two small benches mounted on either side of a thick, glass door, frosted opaque on the lower three-quarters but clear at the top. Not far away, a young couple was locked in a 69 on a patch of thick grass. Hearing the door, the woman looked up at us, giving a finger wave before diving back onto the very respectable cock. Jan waved back, “I am really starting to like this place.”

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

My thirty fifth birthday came and went a short while ago. I hadn’t had the time to maintain my figure with the amount of work I have each night, so I settled in at 245 lbs and six foot. Parted brown hair with blue eyes as prominent.

Most mornings I awaken to the memory of the inferno that claimed my wife and my son. I can still smell the tang of gasoline. My older sister and I moved in together after my wife died after her marriage crumbled. We spend most of our days in quiet contemplation, at the dinner table and the living room most days. Neither one of us knew what to say, what to feel.

That night as I settled into my bed the door creaked slowly. Bleary eyed and in the pitch black, it took a moment for me to recognize who it was.

“Everything all right Jen?” I said. She nodded, clearly wanting to speak but lacking the capacity at the moment.

Jen had spent most of her life running track and field, and even after fifteen years she still has the body of twenty year old. Her breasts were on the smaller side but gloriously perky. Curly blonde tresses sat atop her head in a seemingly haphazard manner that likely took a bout two hours to get it right. My favorite part was the ass – she has one you could bounce quarters off of while I dreamed of sticking my dick in her rear and cumming again.

“Couldn’t sleep, too restless,” she said. “Mind if I sit here with you for a while?”

“Not at all,” I said. “Do you need anything?”

“Just the company, thanks little brother,” she said, sidling up beside me to make spoons. Everything was going steady and smooth until I felt a familiar stirring down below the waist. I froze – if I moved she would notice it, but if I stayed where I was my cock was fixing to burst. It twitched a few times uncontrollably. She was either asleep or not paying attention. With a sigh I pulled the blanket up and over both of us, seks hikayeleri settling in more comfortably.

The next morning all I could think of was the sensation of her snuggling with my cock resting on her ass, it’s there. I looked to her for a gauge and she seemed her usual self.

“Hungry Nick?” she said to me. I shook my head no – my insides were far too twisted up as it was. I was hoping they were good knots, and I was lamenting phantom loss. She pulled a yogurt from the fridge and came over to sit down with me. ‘”Anything good?”

“Not at the moment so far as I can tell,” I said. “Six hundred channels and still nothing on television.” I made to click off the unit and accidentally turned the DVD player on. For a moment I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, neither was she. We stared slack jawed and brain dead as we watched a man shuddering as he came inside a pleasantly chubby redhead. She eased slowly on to her stomach, the load inside leaking and running out of her pussy.

Jen cleared her throat loudly; I’d almost forgotten you were there. She shut the DVD player and skipped ahead a few steps, both of us unsure of what to say after watching cum run out of a pussy. I could feel my cock stirring while my left hand rests gently on her tits. I could have died right there and I would consider that a good way to go. She snuggled in just a little closer, a faint sigh escaping her lips. It took me a moment to notice her left hand was dipping below the waist line. That intrigued me. Figuring ‘when in rome’, might as well join her. A brief zip and my throbbing member sprang loose from its confines. She absently reached over with her ride hand and started stroking it without even looking.

How far could I push this? She’s been gorgeous all my life and we’ve been close the whole time, I didn’t want to jeopardize escort gaziantep şişman bayan that… and yet at that moment it took all of my willpower not to throw her onto the floor and fuck her silly until my load splashed across her pretty face.

“Jen?” I whispered hoarsely. If she didn’t stop I was going to cum all over the place. She looked at what she was doing and paused, blinking. She started to pull her hand away but I stopped her. “Please?” A feral light glowed in her eyes as she slipped to her knees and slid my cock into her mouth. I last about ten seconds before I shot my wad – to her credit she swallowed it all.

“I’m sorry Nick, I don’t know what came over me,” she said, swooning. Our eyes locked for a moment and then we came together, kissing like randy teenagers, pawing at each other’s clothes. “We shouldn’t be doing this, it feels so wrong… and yet right at the same time.” She stopped to look at me for a moment. “I want you inside me, little brother. I need something hard and large filling my pussy.” I

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My big sister just swallowed my cum and now she’s telling me she wants me to fuck her. I didn’t waste any time – I scooped her up into my arms and carried her upstairs, kissing the whole way. I kicked my bedroom door open and threw her onto the mattress. She seemed to enjoy that – I could hear the squelching sounds of a wet pussy being fingered. Immediately I knelt before her, kissing lightly around her thighs, ever so slowly moving towards the single most glorious hole on Earth. The first time I lapped at her clit she came, hard.

“Jesus fuck, what are we doing?” she said, panting. Without a word I pushed her back and positioned myself above her, my cock resting just at the top of her clit. She shuddered when I moved it up and down a escort gaziantep sınırsız bayan few times, eyes rolling back in her head. “God I don’t care if its wrong or not, don’t you dare stop now!” I smiled, sinking into her with one swift thrust. She screamed in ecstasy as I began ramming my cock back and forth into, both of us lost in our passion. Would it happen again? I hoped so. But if not, at least I had the memory to jerk it to.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” I said hoarsely. We continued for a few minutes before she pushed me off of her. I thought for a moment that she was done, but I was wrong. She grabbed the bottle of lube sitting next to the bed on my end table and began working it into her ass. I could have died happy right there. Pulling herself up onto all fours, she looked back at me with a passion I’d never imagined.

“Fuck my ass Nick,” she growled. “Fuck your big sister’s tight little ass.” That was all the prompting I needed. Both of us cried out as we both orgasmed at the same time. She shuddered and slip forward, my cum leaking from her ass. I flipped her over and began lapping at it, figuring if she was good enough to swallow my load then I shouldn’t be afraid. As it was I cleaned up my own messes more than half the time. Her hips began bucking, her body thrashing on the bed.

“You like getting fucked by your little brother?” I said, sliding two fingers into her pussy as my tongue continued bathing her ass. “You like little brother’s hard cock?” She answered without a word, reaching behind me and pulling me to her face with deep nail bites on my back. You could have cut off my arm then and I still wouldn’t have cared. Everything was too perfect. Just as I began to slow my tempo something clicked…

…and then I woke up.

“What the fuck?” I said, looking around. Jen was up and out of the bed, most likely in the bathroom. “That was a fucking dream?” The wheels in my head started turning. So I hadn’t actually spent all night having rough sex with my sister. I’d spent all night trying not to think about exploding and making a mess and apparently my dreams had gone from there. That was something I wasn’t going to give up so easily, and I resolved myself to plotting how to make things happen with her for real.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Janis and I have had a complete turn around in our sex lives since the kids are gone and we agreed to do some honest experimenting to enhance our ho-hum sex. First there was Ted getting it on with Janis. Next an arranged peeper, followed by me “helping” Janis’s lonely girl friend, Barbara.

Always looking for new thrills, we talked one evening about our next adventure. Seems every few months we get the urge to try something else new.

I mentioned the possibility of a threesome with another guy. Janis liked the idea especially since we basically already had a threesome with another women, Barbara.

The next big question was who could meet our ground rules? My ‘turned on’ wife knew a candidate right away which made me wonder, but I did understand.

Ted, from England was back at the research center for a six week educational visit. From Janis’s first sexcapade with him, we knew he was clean, discrete and really turned on by Janis and she obviously with him. His open marriage back in Liverpool was no problem. He still loved his wife, Clare, who was Cambridge educated and very open minded, but he also yearned for some variety with an older desirable woman. Ted was in his 30’s but Janis is “well preserved” and just what Ted craved.

Sure enough, after being back in Houston a month without female companionship, his 30 + year old hormones were beginning to rage. He was again flirting with Janis remembering their previous good times and me being the understanding husband. . When she suggested we would like to entertain him some more, he couldn’t say ‘sure’ fast enough.

Our rendezvous was Saturday evening. We both could hardly wait but the night finally came..

I loved watching Janis prepare! After bathing, she stood before our full length mirror with a white bath towel barely hiding her getting plump but voluptuous body. Next came powder application, make up, and perfume in all the right places. Then my sultry wife provocatively brushed her long flowing blond hair. She suggestively looked at me and dropped the towel. Her paunchy tummy, blonde bush, and well shaped, but beginning to sag tits just added to this mature woman’s allure. My god, I am always totally absorbed with every curve and sexual part of her body. Even now my stare embarrasses her a little…

Janis then slipped on some sexy, see through, blue bikini panties and a lose fitting thigh length blue skirt. She added a matching tight fitting blouse with a plunging V neckline to show off her cleavage and protruding nipples.

“Oh please Ted, arrive soon or you may end up with sloppy seconds.” My hardening cock could just take so much even just watching and anticipating.

The door bell rang. Janis asked, “Do I look ready for some good fucking?”

Her use of “four letter” words never ceased to amaze me. This is someone whose biggy use to be “damm!”

“Oh yes my love doll, do you look ready.”

I could barely keep my hands off her.

Ted could not believe this erotic looking woman that answered the door. His eyes feasted on every part of her alluring body. Hers eyes went immediately to the enlarging bulge in his pants.

“Janis you look absolutely devastating. I can’t wait for the entertainment to start.”

Ted and I exchanged pleasantries. I did like Ted and could see why my wife was attracted to him sexually. His youth, dark short curly hair, sharp facial features, well built body, that English ascent, and pleasing manner made him a real sex target for the ladies. Then there was his more than ample ‘package’.

I suggested there is no reason for a lot of preliminaries since we already knew each other real well and getting acquainted was a waste of time. This time I also would participate. After a couple of glasses of red wine things really loosened up and we moved to our bedroom.

“Ted, this is Janis’s night. We’ll let her use her imagination and run the show.”

“I couldn’t agree more,” he answered.

Janis had a sly sexy smile on her face. After much thought, she began suggesting her game plan.

“Ok guys, I want to see some cocks that are ready satisfy my pussy.

We laughed at her bluntness, then both slowly removed our clothes down to the bikini shorts which were already bulging with anticipation. Nodding to each other, the shorts were slowly peeled off revealing the obvious. Two hard cocks pointed straight out and already glistened with pre-cum. Even I marveled at our excited twin manhoods.

Janis stared approvingly, took each penis in her hands and massaged gently. Oh, I was so glad I applied some desensitizer… With a cock in each hand, she pulled us close and rubbed them sensually together. Even Ted was in obvious agony trying to hold back.

Sensing our condition, Janis stepped back, slowly unbuttoned and removed her form fitting and open blouse revealing those well developed melons with their rosy nipples. With a snap, off came the skirt leaving only her see through panties to obstruct our view.`

She stepped between Ankara travesti us and turned to Ted. As he took her in his arms, their lips meshed greedily together. His hands then slipped down under her panties and massaged her ass cheeks. Now Ted shoulders were being pushed downward and he slowly moved south to those moistening blue bikini panties.

Kneeling, Ted slipped them down exposing her blonde bush covered pubic mound and inviting pussy lips. After staring in awe, he began kissing her inner thighs, spread her cunt folds and proceeded to probe his tongue into that delicious pussy and massaging her colitis. I felt a twinge of jealousy but knew my time would cum…

As Ted continued his lustful fun, Janis’s eyes motioned for me to approach from behind so I pressed my body against her back, cupped those full breasts and slid my very hard and well lubricated cock between her legs. Immediately we began to hump against each other.

By now with me working from behind and Ted going down on her; Janis was gasping, moaning loudly and rocking to our sexual rhythm. I thought I could occasionally feel Ted’s tongue contact the tip of my overly excited prick as it slid between her legs and peaked out below her pussy lips.

“Ohhh, ohhh, you both feel sooo good, I’m about to explode! Ahhh, yes, yes.”

She obviously climaxed then abruptly ordered us to stop.

“Okay guys. Now lets do some straight fucking. Both lie down on the bed, cocks up.”

Ted and I readily obeyed and laid there slowly massaging our ready shafts.

Janis, in a little girl voice, asked who wanted to be first. I replied “Ted is our guest so he’s it.”

Janis then crotched over him, grabs his cock, positions it under her pussy, and lowered onto his waiting manhood. As she bends over, her tits flattened against his chest and their lips fuse together. Both were totally consumed in their lust indicated by their out of control movements and guttural sounds.

Finally, “Oh Janis, I want you so bad, I want my hard cock to fill your pussy with my sex cream,” Ted cried out.

“Oh yes Teddy, I need to feel your big cock in me and making me cum and cum and cum some more.”

Janis then began slowly pumping up and down meeting Ted’s thrusts. Soon the tempo increased. I had a good view of Ted’s cock disappearing then reappearing through her swollen cunt lips.

I was mesmerized by the sexual action. The slurping sounds and visual stimulation was getting to me. Finally they both neared climax. Janis increased the tempo and Ted raised up provocatively to meet her.

I heard some muffled groans then, “Yes, Yes, I’m coming, oh, it feels soo good- ahhh, fuck me hard Teddy, I want your all of your cock”

Ted responded by stiffening, gasping in shear pleasure and ramming home his rock hard penis as his cum spurted into her pulsing cunt.

After their fires subsided, Janis looked at me and said, “your next my love doll.”

Her stamina never ceased to amaze me.

She immediately hovered over me. Her dripping pussy seeking my overdue penis. For the second time she took hold of a cock and guided it into her frothy cunt. To avoid early ejaculation, we laid perfectly still till my tool adjusted to her very warm, just fucked love canal.

Now sitting straight up she began to slowly grind away, then increasing the tempo. I reached up and cradled her bouncing breasts and squeezed her aroused nipples. I did everything to hold back but it didn’t take long. My time had come.

“Janis, I’m cumming, I want your sexy cunt.” At that point I too stiffened and exploded a full load of my nectar into her already cum filled pussy.

“Oh yes, yes, fill me with your cream my sex husband.”

Then my fuck happy wife tensed, sped up her humping, and came as she looked up and cooed, “ahhhh, soo good.”

After our climax, Janis kissed me passionately and rolled over on her back. I was physically drained but surprisingly still had sex on my mind.

It was early. After some needed relaxation, Janis asked Ted, “are you ready for round two? From our past experience and your young body, I know you are.”

Lying on his back, Ted’s answer was to smile, hold up his shriveled but still good size penis, and began to masturbate.

Janis, taking cue, was on her knees beside him, leaned over and began licking, stroking, and sucking his cream covered love rod and balls swallowing as much as she could. He immediately responded. Ted was now ready for round two!

Janis knew my older body would not be able to respond that quick and she wanted this to be a true threesome, so she motioned for me to lie on my back, head at foot of the bed. She then positioned herself in a ’69’ position over my face and slowly settled her soppy cunt on my mouth.

With a freshly fucked pussy totally engulfed my face, the musty aroma was overwhelming and the delectable love fluids permeated my total being. She pushed down as I gasped with pleasure (and for breath).

Now Antalya travesti Janis positioned herself on her left knee and right foot. She leaned over and with one hand for support and in an attempt to arouse me, took my still soft cock and consumed my meat orally.

With her ass now pointed suggestively up and wiggling back and forth, Ted got the message.

Standing at end of bed with his now very hard cock in hand, responded by positioning his manhood at her waiting cunt lips which just happened to be over my face.

Even though unable to produce a hard on, I was looking straight up at my wife’s ozzing pussy and Ted’s hard, cum covered cock only inches away. My stomach tightened and heart pounded at this forbidden sight.

Now Ted pushed against Janis’s love lips. His penis buried itself fully into her warm lush love canal.

Janis was bending over busy giving my still soft cock oral pleasure, I was salivating at the sight above me, and Ted was holding Janis’s hips and pumping with all his sexual prowess.

After what seemed an eternity, “Here I go again Janis, ahhh, it feels so good baby, “

He sped up, tensed, cried out in ecstasy, and pumped his second load into Janis as she milked every drop possible from his spurting cock.

Our young stud keep up his vigorous humping until finally even his youthful manhood began to soften, eventually slid out of Janis’s cunt and hung limply over my face. It startled me but then the sweet aroma and feel of new sex was overpowering.

Now I do not suck men’s cocks but to help him clean up a bit, I had this overwhelming desire to take him in hand and proceed to do just that.

The stimulation was unbearable. All of a sudden I was there, raising up slightly, holding his shaft, tentatively at first, then more enthusiastically, and began licking off all their love cream from his prick. He was now helping by holding my head and obviously enjoying my tongue cleaning. The taste of this forbidden fruit was driving me to off the edge.

Soon more cum dripped from Janis’s leaking cunt lips. I tried to catch and savor every glob possible. This was too much. It was my sexual pinnacle. Even with my penis in a still flaccid state, I shot my load into Janis’s sucking mouth, much to her surprise and pleasure.

We all collapsed totally exhausted and took a long overdue rest from our stimulating sexual escapade.

After cleaning up and quenching our thirst, we all fell asleep on the king size bed with Janis in the middle. During the night, even in our king size limited motion bed, I could feel some unusual activity and realized my wife and Ted were not through. To tired to respond but erotically curious, I got off just hearing their love making sounds and moves.

That’s okay. My wife needs this totally open free sex as much as I do. I can’t wait to devour her at our next private love session. The fact that other men find Janis so desirable just adds to her allure and mystique with me. I do believe though, we have just about covered every scenario considering our interests- or so I thought… Janis and I have had a complete turn around in our sex lives since the kids are gone and we agreed to do some honest experimenting to enhance our ho-hum sex. First there was Ted getting it on with Janis. Next an arranged peeper, followed by me “helping” Janis’s lonely girl friend, Barbara.

Always looking for new thrills, we talked one evening about our next adventure. Seems every few months we get the urge to try something else new.

I mentioned the possibility of a threesome with another guy. Janis liked the idea especially since we basically already had a threesome with another women, Barbara.

The next big question was who could meet our ground rules? My ‘turned on’ wife knew a candidate right away which made me wonder, but I did understand.

Ted, from England was back at the research center for a six week educational visit. From Janis’s first sexcapade with him, we knew he was clean, discrete and really turned on by Janis and she obviously with him. His open marriage back in Liverpool was no problem. He still loved his wife, Clare, who was Cambridge educated and very open minded, but he also yearned for some variety with an older desirable woman. Ted was in his 30’s but Janis is “well preserved” and just what Ted craved.

Sure enough, after being back in Houston a month without female companionship, his 30 + year old hormones were beginning to rage. He was again flirting with Janis remembering their previous good times and me being the understanding husband. . When she suggested we would like to entertain him some more, he couldn’t say ‘sure’ fast enough.

Our rendezvous was Saturday evening. We both could hardly wait but the night finally came..

I loved watching Janis prepare! After bathing, she stood before our full length mirror with a white bath towel barely hiding her getting plump but voluptuous body. Next came powder application, make up, and perfume in all İstanbul travesti the right places. Then my sultry wife provocatively brushed her long flowing blond hair. She suggestively looked at me and dropped the towel. Her paunchy tummy, blonde bush, and well shaped, but beginning to sag tits just added to this mature woman’s allure. My god, I am always totally absorbed with every curve and sexual part of her body. Even now my stare embarrasses her a little…

Janis then slipped on some sexy, see through, blue bikini panties and a lose fitting thigh length blue skirt. She added a matching tight fitting blouse with a plunging V neckline to show off her cleavage and protruding nipples.

“Oh please Ted, arrive soon or you may end up with sloppy seconds.” My hardening cock could just take so much even just watching and anticipating.

The door bell rang. Janis asked, “Do I look ready for some good fucking?”

Her use of “four letter” words never ceased to amaze me. This is someone whose biggy use to be “damm!”

“Oh yes my love doll, do you look ready.”

I could barely keep my hands off her.

Ted could not believe this erotic looking woman that answered the door. His eyes feasted on every part of her alluring body. Hers eyes went immediately to the enlarging bulge in his pants.

“Janis you look absolutely devastating. I can’t wait for the entertainment to start.”

Ted and I exchanged pleasantries. I did like Ted and could see why my wife was attracted to him sexually. His youth, dark short curly hair, sharp facial features, well built body, that English ascent, and pleasing manner made him a real sex target for the ladies. Then there was his more than ample ‘package’.

I suggested there is no reason for a lot of preliminaries since we already knew each other real well and getting acquainted was a waste of time. This time I also would participate. After a couple of glasses of red wine things really loosened up and we moved to our bedroom.

“Ted, this is Janis’s night. We’ll let her use her imagination and run the show.”

“I couldn’t agree more,” he answered.

Janis had a sly sexy smile on her face. After much thought, she began suggesting her game plan.

“Ok guys, I want to see some cocks that are ready satisfy my pussy.

We laughed at her bluntness, then both slowly removed our clothes down to the bikini shorts which were already bulging with anticipation. Nodding to each other, the shorts were slowly peeled off revealing the obvious. Two hard cocks pointed straight out and already glistened with pre-cum. Even I marveled at our excited twin manhoods.

Janis stared approvingly, took each penis in her hands and massaged gently. Oh, I was so glad I applied some desensitizer… With a cock in each hand, she pulled us close and rubbed them sensually together. Even Ted was in obvious agony trying to hold back.

Sensing our condition, Janis stepped back, slowly unbuttoned and removed her form fitting and open blouse revealing those well developed melons with their rosy nipples. With a snap, off came the skirt leaving only her see through panties to obstruct our view.`

She stepped between us and turned to Ted. As he took her in his arms, their lips meshed greedily together. His hands then slipped down under her panties and massaged her ass cheeks. Now Ted shoulders were being pushed downward and he slowly moved south to those moistening blue bikini panties.

Kneeling, Ted slipped them down exposing her blonde bush covered pubic mound and inviting pussy lips. After staring in awe, he began kissing her inner thighs, spread her cunt folds and proceeded to probe his tongue into that delicious pussy and massaging her colitis. I felt a twinge of jealousy but knew my time would cum…

As Ted continued his lustful fun, Janis’s eyes motioned for me to approach from behind so I pressed my body against her back, cupped those full breasts and slid my very hard and well lubricated cock between her legs. Immediately we began to hump against each other.

By now with me working from behind and Ted going down on her; Janis was gasping, moaning loudly and rocking to our sexual rhythm. I thought I could occasionally feel Ted’s tongue contact the tip of my overly excited prick as it slid between her legs and peaked out below her pussy lips.

“Ohhh, ohhh, you both feel sooo good, I’m about to explode! Ahhh, yes, yes.”

She obviously climaxed then abruptly ordered us to stop.

“Okay guys. Now lets do some straight fucking. Both lie down on the bed, cocks up.”

Ted and I readily obeyed and laid there slowly massaging our ready shafts.

Janis, in a little girl voice, asked who wanted to be first. I replied “Ted is our guest so he’s it.”

Janis then crotched over him, grabs his cock, positions it under her pussy, and lowered onto his waiting manhood. As she bends over, her tits flattened against his chest and their lips fuse together. Both were totally consumed in their lust indicated by their out of control movements and guttural sounds.

Finally, “Oh Janis, I want you so bad, I want my hard cock to fill your pussy with my sex cream,” Ted cried out.

“Oh yes Teddy, I need to feel your big cock in me and making me cum and cum and cum some more.”

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Firstly, this is my first story and everyone in this tale is above the age of consent being over 18.

This story is about a young girl discovering her sexuality with 2 old men. It includes some rough sex and submissive behaviour from all parties but mainly the young girl as she bends to the older gentlemen’s will. So if the thought of that offends you PLEASE STOP NOW!

It is hopefully the first of many, depending on its reception, about the adventures of the fictitious young Jessica.

As it is my first story I feel it’s important to listen to any notes or thoughts so feedback is most welcome.

*****

Jessica looked in the mirror and sighed, she hated her long brown hair. It cascaded down to just below her shoulders, still smooth and shiny from her shower this morning. Jess grabbed her yellow scarf, which she had slung over her chair on her return from college that afternoon, and draped it over her head. Pulling it down with her hands either side of her head covering her awful brown hair. She posed and pouted like she had seen the movie stars she idolise do, imagining her hair was a golden blonde.

At 18 Jess had never dyed her hair, her mother was very strict and wouldn’t allow this. As her mother would say, “I will not have you dying your hair like the other Harlots in your class.”

As Jess stood there in front of the mirror looking quite ridiculous with this bright yellow scarf on her head she sighed again. Suddenly her peace and quiet was interrupted by the voice of her father calling up to her.

“Hun, what was the name of the film you and Kim are watching again.”

“Shit.” Jess murmured “Uh, The Hunger Games dad, it’s based on the books I read last summer.”

“That’s the one.” Her dad hollered back. It was Friday night which meant Jess was off to the movies. One of the few pass times her parents permitted.

Jessica’s parents were very strict and she knew if she was honest with them over the real film the girls were going to see this evening they would never let her out of the house. Jessica was a blossoming young woman, exploring her sexuality and she had a bit of a crush on Channing Tatum. Jess would often think about his ripped body while in the shower, he really turned her on, and tonight the girls would be going to see the male stripper film Magic Mike. But before Jess could go to the cinema she needed to choose an outfit and quick. She wanted to be the one greeting Kim not her prudish parents.

Kim had been Jessica’s best friend since primary school. They stayed best friends when they moved up to secondary school even a brief falling out over Kyle Golding in year 9 couldn’t derail their friendship. When Kim left school at 16 Jess feared they would drift apart. Luckily for Jess, Kim put a lot of effort into their friendship, Kim would even sometimes be waiting for Jess when he came back from college.

Checking the clock on her dressing table Jess realised Kim would be pulling up her drive shortly. Instead of choosing an outfit, Jess was day dreaming about changing her hair colour. Jess still hadn’t picked out an outfit, she moved to her wardrobe and stood looking at her frumpy outfits. None of these would do and Jess grabbed her neck in frustration and started to massage herself hoping inspiration would strike.

As Jess stood there in her white lacy bra, which pushed her 34DD round globes together creating a mouth-watering cleavage. Her matching white thong disappeared into the crack of her pert tight ass. Jess took one last look in her wardrobe hoping her clothes would miraculously change into something a normal girl would wear. As Jess scanned her wardrobe a large plastic bag on the floor of her wardrobe caught her eye, she swore it wasn’t there this morning. As Jess pulled the bag out and started to rummage through it, Jess realised she has her hands on a goldmine of revealing outfits.

When Jessica was younger she went through a typical teenage rebellious phase, which only lasted a summer. Jess would go out with Kim, buy skimpy outfits and hide them at the back of her wardrobe. Realising the change in Jessica’s attitude her mother would monitor Jessica’s wardrobe and remove any clothes she didn’t think were suitable. After clothes started to disappear from her wardrobe the arguments started. Jess felt her privacy was being invaded. A few groundings later and Jessica’s rebellious side disappeared. She realised fighting her mother on her wardrobe was fruitless and expensive.

But now as If by magic the clothes had reappeared. Jess had grown up a fair bit recently, filling out in some noticeable areas, it just meant the clothes would be even more revealing. The thought of her body being on display coupled with the knowledge these outfits were forbidden excited Jess. Her right hand instinctively reached up and cupped her firm left breast. The gentle pressure her fingers placed on her boob comforted Jess like only her security blanket could when she was a child. Jess also started to pinch her nipple through the bayan escort gaziantep thin fabric on her lacy bra.

In the bag Jess saw short skirts, tight shorts, revealing 2 piece bikinis, skimpy tops… It was a smorgasbord of outfits but knowing she was pressed for time Jess settled for a pair of bright blue jeans and a white tank top. Jess pulled the tank top over her head. Being 3 years old the top was tight and it was a bit of a stretch getting it down over her tits. Jess would not be denied though and pulled hard as the material expanded and clung to her body. The bottom of the tank top came down to just above Jessica’s flat navel and the bottom of the tank top hung loose away from her body. Jess glanced in the mirror, the top had stretched nicely over her firm breasts showing a good eyeful of cleavage.

Next came the jeans and Jess quickly realised these were the £200 Versace jeans her dad bought for her birthday a few years ago. She actually got to wear them a few times as being Versace and costing over £200 trumped any comment Jessica’s mother could make against them.

“Only a Harlot would wear such tight jeans!” Her mother said when she saw them for the first time.

“A Harlot wouldn’t be able to afford such expensive jeans.” Jess retorted. For a time this was enough for Jess to keep the Jeans. However Jessica’s mother wasn’t stupid and she knew Jess only wanted them because they almost looked painted on and soon they too disappeared from her wardrobe.

As Jess poured herself into the tight jeans she glanced in the mirror her hour glass figure was quite a sight. At 5, 7″ and being a size 10, Jess would catch the eye of most men in bin bag. These tight form fitting jeans nicely accentuated her thin legs and tight pert round ass. They were low cut and left plenty of stomach on show. Unfortunately Jess would have to cover her stomach for now so she could leave the house.

Jess grabbed a pink shirt to cover tight body and firm tits. The shirt was a little loose so didn’t show off Jessica’s fantasting cleavage, which was fine for now. Jess had a plan to alter her outfit later. She knew how to show off her body and planned to untuck the shirt and tie it off exposing her newly pierced belly button. While at the same time undoing the top 3 buttons of her shirt to ensure her fantastic 34DD tits were on display for anyone to see.

Just as the doorbell rang, letting Jessica know Kim had arrived, Jess finished applying a hint of makeup. She had only just been allowed to have a small makeup kit since she turned 18, little did her mother know Jess had been applying makeup for years. Jess would steal and borrowing what she needed from shops, friends and her own mother. The light eyeshadow and pink bubble-gum flavoured lip-gloss Jess applied didn’t do a lot. She still looked younger than her years, but it gave her a small boost in confidence.

Jess grabbed her pink Gucci purse and slipped her black velvet choker in the inside pocket. Another small change Jess would be making to her current outfit when she was out of the view of her parents. She slipped on a pair of flats, heeled shoes where strictly forbidden. Finally after one last quick glance back in the mirror Jess was bouncing down the stairs to open the door for her waiting friend.

Kim was a bit smaller than Jess at 5, 5″ with equally round mouth-watering breasts, they were also 34DD’s. Kim had a toned, stomach and round ass which she worked hard on to keep tight. Kim could be a bit of a fitness freak at times. Jess knew Kim didn’t have the same dress code set by her parents so wanted to reach the door before Jessica’s parents could see what Kim was wearing. No doubt it was much sluttier than Jessica’s current outfit.

Jessica’s heart sank when she saw her father had not only beaten her too it but was in quiet conversation with Kim. While her father wasn’t as strict as her mother he was no fool. He knew girls matured faster than boys. So letting his little girl out with another, acting older than she was, wouldn’t be permitted. Jess couldn’t make out what was being discussed but from her view on the stairs it looked intense. Suddenly Kim’s face came into view over her father’s shoulder “Hey Jess!” Kim Shouted.

Kim’s had golden blonde shoulder length hair and while Jess had an angelic face, largely owning to her sparse makeup, Kim’s face was much sexier. This in part was due to her naturally thick red lips and Cindy Crawford style mole. Kim also used more makeup than Jess often wearing too much eyeshadow in Jessica’s opinion.

As Jessica’s father moved aside Kim’s outfit came into view and Jess suddenly had a pit forming in her stomach. Kim had black knee high boots, black stockings (Even though Jess couldn’t see the stocking tops Kim never wore tights). A flared black skirt stopping halfway down her thigh, with a tight blue boob tube, which barely contained her large cleavage. A short black leather jacket rounded out the outfit. cim cif gaziantep escort bayan Jess figured the jacket was new, as she had never seen it before. Fear crept across Jessica’s face and she felt panicked, there was no way Jess’s father would let her out with Kim dressed like this.

“Hi pumpkin.” Jess’s father said smiling at his daughter. Jess moved next to her father, he was 6ft and kept in good shape, this owed to the fact he was only in his late thirties. He and Jessica’s mother had Jess when they were quite young. Kim noticed the panicked look on Jessica’s face but her father was seemingly oblivious.

Jessica’s dad threw his arm around her shoulder “You kids enjoy the Hungry Games movie tonight.” Jess was in shock that her father had no opinion on Kim’s clothes. Deciding a quick exit was the best option, she didn’t even correct her father about the name of the movie, they weren’t even going to see.

As her father bent over to kiss Jess on the forehead Kim grabbed Jessica’s arm pulling her away from her father’s embrace. Leading her down the path and into her car. Jessica’s father stood in the door way beaming and waving to his little girl. Jess was in shock, it was only 3 months ago that her father had forbidden Jess from ever seeing Kim again. The row erupted over the way Kim dressed and acted.

It was decided Kim acted far to grown up and Jessica’s father believed Kim was a bad influence. While her father relented in the last month Jess was sure Kim’s current outfit would send him round the bend, but it didn’t.

“How are you Jess.” Kim’s words snapped Jess back to reality. She dragged her eyes away from her father, now disappearing as the car reversed off the driveway into the street. The look of panic had disappeared and was replaced by a smile on the teenagers beautiful face.

“I’m great now I’m out of the house.” Came the jubilant response from Jess. It’s not that she hated her parents but with all the rules Jess felt a sense of freedom every time she was out with Kim.

Both girls laughed and chatted on the drive into town. On the way Jess modified her outfit. Untucking the pink shirt and undoing the top three buttons. Jess then took the bottom of the shirt and lifted it up so she could pull it through her neckline. This caused the material on her shirt to pull tight against her firm chest. Jess tied the shirt off showing plenty of cleavage and stomach, giving her a schoolgirl style look. Next came the black choker from her purse. The choker always made her feel sexy. There was a slight tingle in her panties after she finished changing her clothes.

“Tadah! What do you think Kim.” Jess was very pleased with herself and wanted the adulation which normally followed an outfit change.

“No no no that won’t do at all.” Came Kim’s response. Jess felt let down by this as she put a lot of weight in Kim’s opinions.

Kim continued, “Don’t get me wrong you look hot as hell but we need to change a couple of things. Don’t worry I brought my makeup kit and a spare pair of pink pumps for you.” Jess was confused, makeup and high heeled shoes? They were only going to the cinema, who would see them?

That’s when Jess realized they missed the turn to the high rise carpark by the multiplex cinema and where headed back out of town. “Kim you missed the turn!” Exclaimed Jess.

A wicked smile crept across Kim’s ruby lips, “sorry Jess, Magic Mike will have to wait. I have other plans for you tonight.”

“Awwww but I was looking forward to that movie.” Whined Jess.

“The only reason you wanted to see that film is you have a crush on Channing Tatum.” Scolded Kim. “They aren’t real men, how many six packs did you see in Blackpool last summer?”

Jess looked down and meekly responded “None.”

Kim was always more adventurous and strong willed than Jess. Whatever Kim said went, so if she said they weren’t seeing Magic Mike they weren’t. Also as Kim was driving Jess had little say in the matter.

“Your 18 now Jess and I’m going to take you to a real bar, with real men!” exclaimed Kim.

The thought of going to a bar scared Jess a little, she had been to a few pubs and a couple of cocktail bars but they were all in the centre of town. Jess hadn’t ventured north out of town which is precisely where Kim was taking them. There was a tension in the air, both girls could feel it.

The journey continued in silence, the tension between the girls increased the further outside of town they went. Jess was nervous at the thought of going somewhere she didn’t know, but also excited. That familiar tingle in Jessica’s panties happened again as Kim pulled up to ‘The Broken Skull Saloon. From the outside it looked like a southern American bikers bar. Jess could only imagine what it looked like on the inside. This was definitely not a place for little girls.

There was a row of Harley’s parked outside the bar and the music was blaring, it sounded pretty cinsel bilgiler rowdy inside. Unfortunately with the dirty Windows Jess couldn’t see inside the saloon, which at this stage was probably a good thing. As the car rolled to a stop Kim pulled up the hand break and put her hand on Jessica’s arm.

“Don’t worry Jess, your safe with me, my boyfriend is a member of the Three Colour Demons.” The biker gang which frequent this bar. “You’re safe with me.” Kim continued.

Boyfriend? Kim never mentioned a boyfriend. As Jess was processing this new information she felt hot, Kim started talking again. “Look Hun, when we go in here it’s up to you how these guys see you. If you’re meek and shy you WILL get eaten alive by them. However if your confident and lay down the rules firmly they will respect you!”

Lay down the rules?! This statement confused Jess even more. “I know you’re a strong woman Jess, I’ve seen the way you handle the boys in the local pubs. If you are confident and strong it’s up to you how far things go tonight, if not, it’s up to them.” Kim pointed at the bar for added effect, adding a sense for foreboding to Jess about the saloon. “Once inside I can only protect you so much.” Kim added.

What the hell had Kim gotten them into, why was she taking her to this seedy bar… Questions raced through Jessica’s mind and Kim could see the panic on Jessica’s face. Jessica started to breath heavy, her chest rose and fell with every breath. She felt panicked again, this time it was going to turn into a full panic attack.

Kim watched her friend allowing the panic to go on longer than she should. Kim was mesmerised by Jessica’s large rack barely contained by the now tight pink shirt and white tank top underneath. Some sweat formed on Jessica’s forehead and dripped down into her cavernous cleavage.

Seeing Jess panicked excited Kim’s Wild side. She knew what was on the other side of those doors. The anticipation Kim felt of taking innocent Jess in to the saloon would normally have been enough for her to hike up her skirt. Pull her thong to one side and rub her clit with her thumb, while forcing her fingers deep inside her pussy. However she didn’t want to scare Jess anymore than she had, so she put her dark thoughts to one side for now.

Kim reached into her bag and grabbed her hip flask, she thrust it into Jessica’s hand and said “Jess, tonight I need you to become Delia.” This snapped Jess back to reality, Delia was Jessica’s alter ego.

Jess developed Delia one summer while the girls were away at Camp. It was at this camp that Jess first noticed boys and their camp councillor Dillon. Dillon was only a couple of years older than the girls. He was your typical motorbike riding bad boy.

At first Jess couldn’t get Dillon’s attention, so after some late night gossiping with Kim, Jess came up with Delia. Delia was confident and outspoken. A complete 180 for Jess. Delia wore shorter and tighter clothes, exposing more flesh than demure Jess. Delia was also seemingly uninterested in boys, Delia wanted men. It was this change which peaked Dillon’s interest, he barely noticed Jess but couldn’t my get enough of Delia.

This new persona was the start of a summer romance for Delia. The two tried to keep it going after summer had finished but living in different cities proved a sticking point and they broke up. However Jess was a lot more confident now and every so often, when the girls were out, Delia would make an appearance. Normally to get rid of some unwanted attention from the local lads, or scam drinks off the older geezers in the pub. However these weren’t boys or harmless old men inside the Broken Skull Saloon. They were harden men, who had seen and heard it all.

Jess took the flask and had a mighty swig, of what she thought was peach schnapps, the usual drink of choice for the girls. However as the back of her throat began to burn and her gag reflex took hold Jess realised this wasn’t peach schnapps. It was maybe vodka, certainly a strong spirit with a foul aftertaste. “What the hell Kim!” Jess exclaimed as she spluttered and spat out some of the clear liquid on to the inside of Kim’s car.

Kim just cackled and started wiping down the dash board. “If I want Delia to make an appearance we both know you’re going to need something stronger than Peach Schnapps.”

Jessica wasn’t a lightweight, she had been drunk many times before. However a lack of food combined with the excitement and fear of this new location caused her head to start swimming. The strong alcohol taking hold quickly.

Jess didn’t realise she was swaying, just a little, so Kim told her to hold still. She needed to remove some of the lip-gloss before adding any make up. Kim planted her full lips on Jessica’s. It was a passionate lip kiss, no tongues, but the excitement and sexual energy filling the car was palpable.

Kim was still feeling quite aroused and needed some small release. Even in her slightly inebriated state Jess knew this wasn’t the normal way of removing lip-gloss, but then this wasn’t a normal night. With her head lightly swimming, and knowing the dominant Kim well, Jess did she didn’t object to the sudden intimacy. She too had started feeling a bit turned on so it was actually welcomed. Also It wasn’t like this was the first time they had kissed. They had practiced kissing before, but Jess did find Kim’s behaviour tonight odd.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

I knocked at the door to Miss Anderson’s room and called her name. I had gone there this very special Monday morning to fetch her bag. We had had a very nice breakfast, everyone being in a good mood. Miss Anderson had shown a very healthy appetite. Well, that was very understandable, I thought, after our incredible fuck at the lake in early morning.

Miss Anderson had stayed the weekend at our home in the countryside to work together with my father. But on the Sunday she had got some time off which she used to go sunbathing at the lake. It happened that I also came there to swim. It didn’t take long until Miss Anderson in her very direct way asked if I wanted to fuck. She had a tremendous body and especially her ass was impressive. So we fucked and she got so pleased and was so horny that we fucked again in the evening. And then again in the early Monday morning. She really wanted it and had been very contented as far as I could tell.

Miss Anderson opened her door and pulled me inside closing the door behind us. She hugged me pulling my arms around her. She laughed throatily when I let my hands slide down her back and grab her lovely ass cheeks. She held me close for a while letting me caress her ass before she kissed me and pushed me away.

“Better get going,” she said. “I am sure Mr. Eriksson is waiting. Pity though, it felt very nice.”

She turned around to shut her bag that lay on the bed. She leaned over and couldn’t resist teasing me by wriggling her ass. She rose smilingly and gave me a kiss on the cheek and walked out of the room. After a few moments to calm down I followed with the bag.

She was right. Father was waiting outside in the car, the engine already running. They left for work. Mother and I waved farewell.

“She is very nice, isn’t she,” mother said sweetly. “You got along well, didn’t you?” Mother smiled but was not really expecting an answer.

I had decided to stay at home for another day since I had no class at the university that day. I went to my room to take a nap. I was very happy but also tired from the pleasant events that had taken place.

I quickly went to sleep dreaming of the sexy Miss Anderson. In my dream I went through the great time she had given me. First at the lake when she very straightforward asked if I wanted to fuck and had become very pleased when I choose to take her from behind. In my dream I saw her walking around wriggling her hips showing off her tremendous ass and how she had taken position on all fours waiting for me to mount her. My body remembered clearly how she had welcomed me into her pussy and how eagerly she had met my thrusts leading to a shuddering climax.

And then there was the fabulous evening in the sunset when she matter-of-factly asked me to fuck her ass and how lovely it had felt to spurt in her ass after her expertly fucking. She had first made me lick her to orgasm squatting over my face. Then she had come riding me and only after that had impaled herself taking my cock up her ass.

Above all that I dreamt about this morning when I waited for her at the lake and she came being stark naked under her teddy robe. She wanted to fuck immediately. And what a fuck it had been with her standing up bending over the wind shield with her tremendous ass pushed up and back. I had licked her and after mounting her had shafted her to her full satisfaction. My body remembered it all and it felt lovely also in the dream.

Suddenly I woke up with a start. In my dream it came to me that I had forgotten something when we left the lake in the morning.

I hurried down to the lake. I expected no one to get there but anyhow I was very concerned. I rushed through the entrance. I startled when I saw somebody lying there and startled even more when I realized that it was mother. And she was enjoying the sun completely in the nude. She greeted me warmly.

“Hi Eric. How nice to get company. It’s a lovely day, isn’t it? The sun is so warm and feels so good on my body. You don’t mind me being in the nude, do you? You know how much I like it. You didn’t seem to mind a couple of weeks ago when Mrs. Lundin was here. Well, to start with perhaps but you got used to it quickly as I remember. And when I stood in for Miss Boman you didn’t seem to mind at all, on the contrary, you wanted to look as I recall. So you don’t have to be shy now, do you? I just love it,” she chatted on and laughed throatily.

What bothered me most was not mother’s nakedness although it affected me. No, it was the fact that she was here at our bathing place. I looked her over carefully to see if something out of the ordinary was to be seen. She smiled sweetly at me, a smile that deepened when she noticed my exploring gazes that searched not only her face but her whole body. She changed her position to lie slightly on the side propped up on one arm and with one leg raised a little over the other. She did it without haste, seemingly not concerned by my staring at her.

It struck me how marvelous she looked. Her ample breasts were pushed up and together standing out. Her full ass, thigh gaziantep grup escort bayan and hip formed a lovely curve and even more so from behind. I remembered how I had compared the bodies of her and Mrs. Lundin which mother’s voluptuous, curvy body had won clearly although Mrs. Lundin had very good assets too. It also struck me again how similar the luscious bodies of her and Miss Boman was. . . . Remember that she is your mother, I thought shamefaced.

Except for her movements to look her best I saw nothing unusual about her. I tried to look around for the missing item without it being obvious that I was searching but I couldn’t find it. It certainly wasn’t where Miss Anderson had left it. I walked around trying to look casual.

“Are you looking for something?” Mother suddenly asked very sweetly. “Maybe I have got it? Come and have a look,” she said giggling.

She lay down on the grass with her thighs loosely together. Her hand casually covered her mons. When I stood at her side she made sure to have my full attention. She took her hand away. Where her upper thighs met the open end of a condom showed. Mother took it between thumb and forefinger spreading her thighs and slowly pulled it out from her pussy. She let it swing in the air.

“I found this hanging on the wind shelter when I came down here a while ago,” she said smiling mischievously. “Could it by any chance be yours?” She asked innocently

Yes, it was my missing item. Miss Anderson had peeled it off me and hung it on the wind shelter in its full length before we jumped into the water. Giggling she had told me not to forget it but of course I had.

Mother let the condom dangle. She had put a few small pebbles into it before knotting it shut. It looked quite heavy.

“The content was still fresh when I found it. Must have been used this morning. I have had it in my pussy since then. It feels so good to have my son’s seed in my pussy together with the pebbles.” She smiled sweetly at me when she spread her thighs wide and stuffed the condom back into her pussy making sure the open end to hang out.

“I think you have a lot to tell me, haven’t you? About the nice Miss Anderson, I mean.” She laughed throatily. “I want to hear it all. But not here and now. I have a great idea. Let’s go to the cove on the island. I haven’t been there for years. We can talk there and have a good time. Your father will be late this evening so there will be plenty of time for all you no doubt has to tell me.” She looked at me smilingly.

“Go get the boat ready, I will get some lunch. See you in fifteen minutes.” She rose and hesitated slightly and then put on only a shirt should she meet someone, not very likely but anyway. She walked away with rolling hips, the shirt hardly covering her bouncing ass.

Well, except for being chocked that mother had found out, I liked the idea to go to the island. I baled out the boat, filled the gas tank and laid out the cushions. Mother was back just as I was ready. She came on the path carrying a basket. The shirt was fully open and pushed to the sides. The front of her body was naked and her ample breasts bounced very nicely. She looked very much like Miss Boman I thought and instantly got a hard on remembering her.

Mother put the basket in the boat leaning over pushing her ass up in the air. She took the shirt off and climbed on board stark naked and sat down in the stern facing me. The condom was still in place, I noticed, the open end hanging out from her pussy. She smiled when she noticed my stare and hard cock but said nothing.

When we had shored on the island and secured the boat mother took a stroll around the little cove. Again she looked very much like Miss Boman and it was lovely to watch her nude, voluptuous body. She knew how to move for her breasts and ass to swing and bounce nicely. She stopped now and then to look at things and stayed a long time at the boulder. She leaned against it arms outstretched. She stroked over the soft moss on top. She stepped up on the flat stones, feet wide apart. She bent over, softly rubbing her breasts in the moss. She wriggled her ass as if inviting a lover to come and spear her. Moistness glistened on the puffy lips of her dark pink pussy.

She came back beaming and hugged me. Then she wanted to swim and the water was really nice and warm. Mother didn’t allow me to wear my swim trunks. “I want to see all of my handsome son,” she said giggling.

Afterwards mother lay down and asked me to sit at her side and tell about Miss Anderson. I was happy to get that opportunity. She still filled my senses and I was proud and wanted to talk about it.

I started to tell, a little uncertain at first.

“Wait a minute,” mother suddenly said. “Come and lie in my lap. Well, I mean put your head in my lap. I think it will be easier for you that way and it’s so nice to have you close.”

I moved and hesitantly put my head on her belly, lying square to her. She wriggled around a little to get us comfortable güneyşehir escort bayan pushing my head further down until her pubic mons was against my neck. She put her hand on my chest. “Now tell me. Tell me everything,” she said.

I relaxed and felt very comfortable in her lap. I started to tell how I had walked into the bathing place after my mushroom expedition. How I was taken aback by finding Miss Anderson lying there stark naked. She had urged me to take a swim without my trunks and had joined me in the water being very playful. I had admired her naked body when she showed off standing on the jetty above me and how she had asked me straight up if I wanted to fuck her. I had caressed her body when she wanted to neck and made her come under my tongue.

Then she had asked me how I wanted to fuck and I had chosen to take her from behind. Miss Anderson had very much appreciated my choice and had suggested to be taken standing on all fours. And I told how hot and active she had been when I shafted her and how strongly she had climaxed crying out loudly.

Mother had started to shiver already when I told her about my licking Miss Anderson to orgasm and how much she had liked it. Mother’s ass shuddered and bounced up and down when I told the rest. I felt heat and moistness from her pussy and her pubic mons heaved under my head. Mother moaned softly all the time but when she cried out I stopped telling. I was erect but somehow it didn’t bother me at all. It felt only natural when telling my juicy story.

When mother had calmed down she urged me to go on. In my telling I had come to the evening on the hill when Miss Anderson was determined already when we left home that we should fuck and had prepared for it not wearing any panties. Miss Anderson had pushed me down on the bench to lie flat on my back and had then straddled my face to get licked to orgasm.

After what was a very satisfying climax to tell from the cries coming from Miss Anderson she had sat down on my stomach to rest. Out of the blue she had asked if I wanted to fuck her ass since I had admired it so much. Of course I had wanted it.

A spasm had rippled through mother’s body when I told about how Miss Anderson had straddled me to get licked. Now her body trembled.

I went on telling recalling how mother’s friend Mrs. Lundin had hesitated to let me take her in the ass when she realized the fatness of my cock. But since she already had promised she had let me in and afterwards been proud of her success. Miss Anderson hadn’t hesitated at all. On the contrary. She had said that the fatness of my cock was what made her choose because the challenge would add to her pleasure. But she was careful with her preparations. As a start she risked to take my naked cock into her pussy for a quick ride to another pleasant orgasm for herself but telling me to make sure not to come. And her determination showed when she produced a jar with some sticky content which she applied on both of us. At this point in the story mother’s ass heaved under me pressing my neck harder against her mons. After these preliminaries Miss Anderson had impaled herself carefully easing my cock into her ass. I told how great it had felt when she step by step had taken all of me into her narrow ass canal and started to fuck. It had felt even greater when she rode us to a most pleasant ending and how great it was to spurt into her ass hearing her long lasting, high pitch cry.

Mother couldn’t hold back any longer. She cried out several times and her ass bounced making the back of my head bang against her uplifted mons. Eventually she calmed down and moved around to get us comfortable again.

“Go on, tell me the rest. You do it so well. What about this morning. I want to hear it all,” she panted.

So I told how I had gone down to the lake early to wait. Miss Anderson had come a little later eager to fuck, already being naked under her teddy robe. She had almost at once taken position leaning against the wind shield wanting to be speared from behind again. But I had started by giving her a good licking until she cried out. Only then did I mount her forcing my cock into her waiting pussy. We had had a very good fuck ending in her great cry of satisfaction while I filled the condom buried deep inside her shivering pussy. I ended the story by telling how Miss Anderson had peeled the condom off me and hung it on the plank telling me not to forget it.

“Oh my goodness, she is a horny woman that’s for sure. And so very skilful and determined. Well, your father says that she is very good in her work too.” Mother said, panting hard. “You really like her ass, don’t you? Well, she has a gorgeous ass I must admit and knows how to show it.”

Mother lay quiet for a while looking over my body and caressing my chest. She smiled slightly when my cock throbbed. She spread her legs further and moved her ass up and down a few times making my head to slide further down and rest directly over her moist pussy.

“Oh I am so proud of you. Miss Anderson islahiye escort bayan is a very demanding woman who knows what she wants. A man won’t get a second chance if he didn’t meet her expectations the first time. And you were promoted to take her up her ass already the second time. She must have been very pleased. Well, I know she was. Her body language told me everything there was to know already when she came back after your first encounter and then again when you had been to the hill. And her body really beamed this morning. Yes, you should be very proud of yourself. I certainly am.”

Mother shook me off her and rose. She took a little walk around the cove. “What about some lunch,” she said when she came back and knelt to unpack her basket. We ate in silence. Mother seemed occupied in her thoughts but had a good appetite.

“Well, she gave you a wonderful time Miss Anderson, didn’t she?” Mother suddenly said when she had finished eating. “It was a lovely story and you told it so well. She is hot, isn’t she? Letting you take her in both holes. You liked entering the filthy hole, didn’t you? Just like your father does. I can’t understand why you men like that when we women have our wonderful pussy which we can use in so many ways to give our men pleasure. Well, that’s the way it is, I guess. You always lust for what you don’t get, don’t you? . . .” She got quiet.

“Tell me, do you like to lick a woman’s pussy? You have told me that you have brought all your women to orgasm licking their pussies and not only once with each woman but several times and often without being asked. Mrs. Lundin and . . . well, also Miss Boman told me that you are very good at it. So, I mean do you really like it or are you just doing it to service and please?”

She was looking intently at me while talking with her hand in her lap.

“Oh, well, I haven’t thought about that really. But yes, I think I really like it. I like when the woman gets more and more excited until she reach the climax. I like to feel the heat and moistness in the pussy, I like the sour-sweet taste and the texture. I like to hear the screams of ecstasy. Yes, when thinking about it in such terms I think I really like it as such but I also like to service and please.”

“Oh, you phrase it so well. Yes, it really sounds that you like licking pussy. You should know that your liking adds much to the pleasure of your woman. We notice a lot you know, especially if one fakes. Your true addiction to licking pussy makes them come easily. . . .Oh I do wish . . .” Mother got quiet, smiled inwardly and played with a tuft of her pussy hair. She was lost in thoughts, her body relaxed. Eventually her body straightened and she looked at me.

“Would you like to lick a pussy? . . . Oh that was a silly question. Of course you want to, you have just told me . . . I mean, would you like to lick one here and now, on this island? . . . I want to . . . uh, I am willing . . . well yes, I will lend you my pussy if you want to do it. . . .It will be all right I think as long as you regard it as anyone’s pussy. . . You can regard it as being the pussy of Miss Boman or of Mrs. Lundin or Miss Anderson. . . . Would you want to do that?” Mother tried to sound calm but her voice trembled.

I hesitated only a short while. If mother said it was all right it had to be, I thought. Like when she jacked me off pretending to be Miss Boman a couple of weeks ago. And the thought of licking a pussy again turned me on.

“Oh, well . . . yes, I really like licking pussy. Yes, I would like to do it very much if you say that it’s all right,” I said, waiting for her assurance.

“Oh yes, I am convinced that it’s all right as long as in your mind you are licking one of the women you already have enjoyed.” Mother said mildly but with excitement in her voice. She again got turned inwards but the muscles in her upper thighs rippled nervously.

“Well, go ahead then. My pussy is ready to pretend being one of your lovely women’s and so is the rest of my body. It’s all yours. Please, be my guest.” Mother whispered hoarsely and lay down on the grass spreading her legs. Her body suddenly got limp.

I moved to kneel between her spread legs. Her body transformed in my mind and suddenly it was the luscious body of Miss Boman lying in front of me just like she had done that remarkable Sunday. I began to fondle her body starting with her belly and moving upwards to her ample breasts. Her nipples tautened under my pinching fingers. Her body wriggled under my hands and she moaned.

I leaned forward to kiss her breasts and suck on her taut nipples. I hesitated for a second wondering if licking pussy included licking and kissing the rest of the body. But I remembered that my good teachers had wanted it to be a part of the pussy licking. And mother had said that all of her body was at my disposal. So I leaned further down and went to work.

Her heavy breasts and taut nipples were lovely. After quite a long time of that I moved south to her belly button and let my tongue circle around in wider and wider circles until it touched her pubic hair. I got more focused and licked downwards to find the slit. The heat and fragrance from the pussy guided me. Her ass heaved when I reached her clit and she started to moan. After some flicking over it I went further down her slit to find the pussy entrance. Her body got stiff and her pelvis lifted when my tongue probed her pussy hole. Her ass bounced up and down.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Year: 2050

It was the evening of Alexis’s nineteenth birthday. She was my sister, and she was a year younger than me. Even though she was my sister, I had no problem admitting she was damn fine. She had perfect D cup tits. I knew from snooping in her bras one day. Might’ve been a little creepy, but what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her. However, like most girls in 2050, she seldom wore a bra, which made her nipples show through her shirt anytime it was even a little cold. Some girls would even wear translucent shirts so that they might as well be topless. Sadly, my sister did not participate in that fashion trend.

It was the weekend, so I came back from my out of state college to celebrate with my family. Dad had grilled up a great dinner while Mom baked the cake we were eating. It was a chocolate cake with white icing, with ‘Happy Birthday Alexis’ written in blue icing. Mom made it from scratch, which was something seldom done these days. My parents were a bit old fashioned and liked to make everything by hand. It was probably why our family didn’t have a robot butler, even though they were in almost every other household. Having moved off to college, I had come to miss their cooking.

We gathered around our wall sized TV and finished off the cake Mom had made. It was an action flick starring Keanu Reeves. Apparently he has been a famous actor for a long time, back when our grandparents were kids.

“So, like, does this guy ever age?” Dad joked.

“He actually looks a little younger in this than in the Matrix,” Mom said.

I began to harden as I watched Alexis eat her cake. Her tongue licking the icing off the fork. Leaving traces of saliva on it. It shined with her saliva, which was perfect for my plan. She ate her last bite and stood up to put her dirty dishes in the sink.

“Oh no, sis,” I said. “I’ve got this.”

“Nah, it’s alright,” she said. Shit, I need that fork.. “I need to get going anyway.”

“Big party tonight for our 19 year old?” Dad asked.

Alexis nodded proudly. The drinking age was lowered to 19 around 2035, so we all knew that she would be going out tonight. I don’t even fully remember my 19th birthday.

“Try not to get too drunk.” Dad said.

Alexis chuckled. “Don’t worry, Dad.”

“I’m not sweetheart. I know you’ll make the right choices.”

Alexis handed me the dishes so she could hug and kiss Mom and Dad. Just what I wanted! I took a second to look at her amazing ass before carrying away her dirty dishes.

When I got to the kitchen, it was time to look at the dishes I had. On the cup, there was no clear distinction where her lips had been, so I couldn’t get a sample there. The plate was obviously no good. But that fork was perfect. It was still shining slightly, exactly I had fantasized about on the couch. Alexis came through the kitchen as I loaded the plate and cup into the dishwasher.

“Thanks for coming over bro.” Alexis’s breasts pushed into my back as she hugged me from behind. Her warm lips pecked me on the cheek just before she released me from the embrace. It was nothing more than a sibling embrace. There was no way something was going to happen sexually between us. That’s why my plan was necessary.

“I was glad to see you.” Innuendo aside, I did enjoy seeing my sister again. I am more than just my dick. “Have fun tonight.”

“Oh, I will.” Alexis gave me a wink before heading to the garage. All cars were automated, so there was no danger gaziantep zenci escort bayan of her driving drunk. It was a bizarre thought that such a thing was a real danger for people in my grandparents’ generation. So many young deaths.

I took the fork to the bathroom and got as much of Alexis’s saliva as I could with a cotton swab. I put it in a baggie and grinned as I stuffed it into my pocket. The plan was completely set and ready to go first thing in the morning. For a second, I worried I was gonna have to cancel my appointment.

***

I ate breakfast with Mom and Dad. Alexis was passed out in her car in the garage.

“She came in at 2 in the morning,” Mom said.

“She gonna feel it when she wakes up,” I laughed.

Dad chuckled. “You certainly did.”

“Yep, I did.” That was a terrible day, and I could feel my head pounding just from thinking about it. “She’ll recover.”

I finished eating and left. Alexis was indeed passed out in her car, which was parked next to mine. Her shirt looked bunched up, and the top couple buttons were undone on her shirt. One of her breasts was almost freed, and I saw a hint of her pink areola. Temptation was to reach in the car and give her shirt a slight tug. I rubbed the cotton swab in my pocket and told myself there was no need to violate her when I had something far better.

My heart was pounding as I got in my car and typed in the address. Here I go! I was really doing this!

***

“Hello, and welcome to Lusty Robotics!” Beautiful women greeted me at the door as I entered the building. They were so lifelike, I had no idea if they were real or not. A similarly beautiful women greeted me at the receptionist desk and I told her I had an appointment.

“Ah yes, David. Right this way.” Her high heels clicked on the floor as she guided me to an office where a man sat at his computer. “Your 9 o’ clock is here.”

The man stood up and shook my hand. “Nice to meet you, David.”

I returned the greeting. He was so professional, that it was almost surreal to believe what he was about to give me. He wore a business suit with a solid gold watch. He wore glasses, which were a fashion choice since sight defects had been cured decades ago. The woman had left and closed the door behind her.

“So, I gotta ask, is she real?”

“She is. The ones by the doors aren’t though.” The man typed at his computer. “I see you’ve prepaid and submitted the personality test as well as how you noted that you want her personality to differ from reality. Now we need either a DNA sample or a picture. For full realism, a DNA sample is recommended.”

I gladly reached into my pocket and handed him the cotton swab that contained my sister’s spit.

“Perfect.” He pulled a latex glove onto his hand before unzipping my baggie, and putting the swab into his machine. A hologram appeared that showed a double helix, and then a moment later, my breath caught in my throat. A 3D representation of my sister was in front of me, and she was butt naked. Her full breasts were tipped with beautiful pink nipples, and her pussy was fully bald. As was her head, which made her look unusual. The only hair was her eyebrows. “DNA doesn’t show hair length. How long is Alexis’s hair?”

I took a second to breathe and act natural. “About shoulder length.”

He pushed a button, and brown hair grew out of Alexis’s scalp. “And hair gaziantep escort bayan on her bikini area?”

I hesitated, and the guy chuckled a second to lighten the mood. “Haven’t seen her naked before?”

I shook my head.

“Well, we can make it whatever you want. It can stay bald as it is, or—”

The man pushed a button and Alexis’s pussy grew a full unkempt bush. “And anything in between.”

“How about a little stubble.”

The man nodded and pushed a button. Alexis’s bush shrank to only a few stray hairs. Just the way I like women. Of course, I had no idea how the real Alexis groomed her pussy, but this reality was as good as any other.

The man typed into his computer. “And you opted not to see the process?”

“It keeps the illusion.” Not many knew the process, and I certainly didn’t know the intricacies, but the gist was that the flesh is grafted onto a robotic skeleton. It was a process that I had no desire to see, it would be better if she simply walked through the door as my sister.

“Right, well, she will be here in just a minute.”

My palms became slippery with sweat as I waited in the room with this man. I grew nervous. What if I couldn’t go through with this? She was after all, a simulation of my sister. As much as I’ve masturbated to her, could I really fuck someone who is designed to look and act exactly like her?

As my mind raced, Alexis walked into the room. She moved incredibly lifelike, just like the robots by the door. “Oh, David, there you are.”

“Alexis?”

She nodded. “The guy said that I could find you in this office. Ready to go, bro?”

“Yeah, lets get out of here.”

“Go have fun with your sister,” the man said. “Just have her back within three days.”

“Of course.” Owning a custom robot like this would cost tens of thousands, which was far beyond my savings. I had to settle for renting. Besides, keeping a permanent replica of my sister around would cause problems sooner or later.

“We’re coming back here?” Alexis asked. “Why?”

I tried to think of a bullshit explanation to tell her. “Doctor appointment. They need to see you again.”

“Oh, OK.” One of the few constants in their programming was that they would never question why they had to return. I could have told her it was to get donuts and she would’ve agreed.

Alexis took my hand in hers as we walked to my car. Her synthetic flesh felt so real, it was just like my sister’s hand, except the real Alexis wouldn’t hold my hand like this. Not that I was complaining.

When we got to the car, I typed the address to my dorm and Alexis blasted the AC. Cool air hardened her nips almost instantly, and they poked through the thin fabric of her shirt.

“Ever been to a college dorm?”

Alexis shook her head. “What’s it like?”

“Oh, it’s great, you’ll see.” I tuned the radio to find a good song to listen to.

“I bet it is.” Alexis smiled. “Big bro all on his own.”

“You’ll have one next year.” It just felt natural to treat her like my real sister, since she acted so much like her. I couldn’t believe how accurate the personality test was. The only variation that I requested was of course that she be willing to have sex with me.

“And I can’t wait.” She leaned toward the vent some more to get more cold air. Since this wasn’t my real sister, I made no attempt to hide my staring. “Enjoying the view?”

“What?”

“I know you’re looking at my tits, David.” Hearing Alexis’s voice say those words was such a turn on. “I know you’ve lusted after me for a long time.”

“Really?”

“You really think I didn’t notice?” She leaned forward, almost close enough to kiss me. “Or any of the other times that you didn’t think I was looking. Or those times I would come out of the shower wearing only a towel. Just a cloth to separate your hungry eyes from my flesh.”

Hearing Alexis talk like this, I was speechless.

“David, I’m your sister,” Alexis said with a scolding voice. Then she smirked. “Or maybe that was part of the turn on for you.”

We locked eyes and slowly leaned together for a kiss. Her mouth was warm and wet, just as it should be. Her lips were as soft as I remember from her real life sisterly pecks on the cheek. Except, this wasn’t how a sister kisses a brother at all.

Alexis guided my hand between her legs. I pulled at the waistband of her leggings and I touched the stubbly hairs that I saw on the hologram. My fingers found her clitoris and she was already moist. She didn’t break our kiss even as she moaned into my mouth. Hips bucked slightly against my hand.

“Oh, David.” She broke the kiss for a second, but she was still close enough that I felt her hot breath as she spoke. “That feels so good.”

I slowly climbed over my sister as we made out. Alexis pulled the lever on her seat so that it leaned back all way. She was fully lying down, and we were out of easy view of most traffic passing by. Anybody trying to look could still see, but neither of us really cared at this point if people looked. Alexis’s hands went up as I pulled her shirt over her head. Perky, full tits with pink nipples were fully in my view, and I held her soft flesh. I really had my sister’s tits in my hands! And they were every bit as incredible as I imagined.

I bent down to take her right nipple into my mouth. She moaned slightly and ran her fingers through my hair while I suckled. My tongue ran around her areola and my lips pulled at her eraser tip nipple. A short squeal encouraged me, and I moved to suck on her other tit. “That’s right, David, just like that.”

A bump in the road forced my face even more into her soft breasts. She helped me out of my clothes, and I pulled down her leggings so that we were both naked in this autopiloted vehicle. I took a moment to admire my sister’s gorgeous naked body, which was what I had wanted to see for years. She spread her legs and rubbed her wet pussy. Her eyes were locked onto my hard cock, and she had a horny grin on her face that I will never forget.

“Damn, my brother has an amazing cock.”

“Wait till it’s inside you.” I wasn’t a virgin, but I had never fucked a girl bareback before. Too risky. However, sexbots can’t get pregnant, and new synthetic flesh after every user meant no diseases. Feeling warm juices and every muscle of her inner organ with no barrier was like losing my virginity a second time. The fact that it was my sister’s pussy made it even better.

“That’s right, David!” Alexis moaned. “Fuck your sister!”

I slowly let my cock slide in and out of her as I listened to her moans. We held and kissed as I gently made love to her. “Harder.”

I sped up my thrusts.

“Harder!”

Alexis’s tits bounced around as I slammed my dick into her. Moans became screams and she wrapped her arms and legs around me. Her pussy pulsated around my cock and I felt my first spurt into my sister. There was no holding back this orgasm, and I let myself come inside my sweet sister.

“That was amazing David.”

“Plenty more where that came from,” I said.

“Oh, I certainly hope so,” Alexis said. “I’m gonna need more of my brother’s cock.”

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

When my wife first mentioned what she called, The Dallas School Girls, I thought of them as simply a clique of women, and one gay man, all in their 60s who had stayed close friends since middle school. I met most of them at parties or dinners. They were all smart, successful, and quite beautiful.

It wasn’t until after my wife passed away that I learned the real secret of the Dallas School Girls.

I suggest reading at least the intro to this series to help get things started. -Emmerson

The knock on the hotel room door came very early. Wearing only my sweatpants, and Morning wood, I stumbled to the door and opened it, knowing who had knocked.

“Good morning!” Roxanne called out as she threw her arms around my neck and tried to give me a tongue kiss.

“Roxanne, Roxanne, I haven’t brushed my teeth, I’m barely awake.”

“Barely awake is good. Means you haven’t had time to beat away your morning wood. Let me!” She dropped to her knees and yanked down my sweat pants. My eyes were still closed, but I felt her fingers play with my balls as her mouth slid the full length of my cock. Without thinking I thrust into her face. “Oh yes! Fuck my face with this,” she took her mouth of my cock “great” she kissed the tip “big” she licked the underside “yummy” she kissed my balls “cock!”

I could feel the blood pulsing in my suddenly fully erect cock. “Good morning lovely cock. Shall I suck you so I can swallow your cum?” Roxanne started bobbing her head and stroking my cock at the same time “Brushing teeth doesn’t matter with a cock this yummy.”

Her tongue wrapped around the head, licking me with warm, wet strokes. Eyes still closed, I laced my fingers into her hair and pulled her head onto my dick. Her nose was nestled in my pubic hair. I could feel her throat closing on the sensitive ridge. She continued to lick and suck me. I rocked in and out of her hot mouth.

When she took her mouth off my cock, I almost opened my eyes until I felt her warm boobs being pressed on either side of my dick. I knew from experience that Roxanne gave the best titty-fuck and this was to be no exception. As the head of my cock emerged from between her tits, she spit on the swollen purple glans, using it as lubrication to slide her boobs the full length of my cock, focusing on the head.

Roxanne released her boobs long enough to open the button and zipper of her blue jeans. She plunged her hand into her panties, taking the time to stroke herself, quickly gasping at the touch, before reaching up to bring her fingers to my lips, spreading her juice across my face. I inhaled her tangy scent and sucked the fingers into my mouth, my tongue probing between them. The taste was marvelous and I fucked her face harder and faster.

I squeezed my eyes tighter. “Oh, Roxanne you are the best titty-fuck ever!”

“And I love your cock and delicious cum.”

I shoved my cock between her big soft tits. She caught my head in her mouth, sucking hard before pulling her tits back over it. “GOD YOU FEEL SO GOOD! I’M GOING TO CUM!” My dick released long streams of cum over her tits and face. I felt her fingers at my mouth, and again, sucked the flavor of pussy from them. But this pussy had a different flavor. I paused, wondering if Roxanne had fingered her ass, instead, but it was sweeter than that. Before I could settle down to truly taste it, she took the fingers from my mouth, pressing her tits along the head of my cock, collecting my cum and bringing it to my lips.

It was then I realized both of Roxanne’s hands were still on her tits around my cock. I opened my eyes to find the young Hispanic housekeeper standing in our room, holding her skirts in her teeth and pumping her hand into her cunt. Her deep brown eyes glistened when she knew I saw her, and she brought more fingers full of cunt juice to my mouth. Her smile highlighted her dark complexion which blushed from arousal.

“Gracias,” I said.

“Hm?” Asked Roxanne her face still buried in my pubes.

“De nada,” the woman said, returning the hand to her pussy.

It was then that Roxanne looked up. escort gaziantep bayanlar “Oh hello,”

“Mia,” she said, sharing her fingers with Roxanne. Far from being embarrassed or offended, Roxanne kicked the door closed abandoning the housekeeping cart in the courtyard, and grabbed Mia by the wrist and pulled her into the hotel room. When they got to the bed, Roxie dropped onto her back and announced, “Bring me that cunt you magnificent puta!”

Mia looked offended. “I am no whore. I wasn’t the one sucking his dick with the door wide open.” Whore or not, Mia hoisted her skirt around her waist and sat on Roxanne’s face. “But señior is so handsome and his pene is just perfect, you got Mia all wet and I wanted to join in.”

Seeing Roxanne’s lower half sticking from under Mia’s uniform dress and apron, her pants open and half off her hips, I ran to the bed. Mia leaned forward, grabbing my face for a kiss, then went back to riding Roxanne’s tongue.

I quickly removed my clothes, receiving a “Ese pene perfecto” sigh from Mia, and peeled Roxanne’s jeans off her wide hips. I laid at the foot of the bed, my tongue in Roxie’s pussy, licking and sucking as Mia’s epithets, both English and Spanish got louder and more shrill. “Y se come el clítoris de la dama. Mmm” she rocked her hips faster, grinding her clit to Roxie’s mouth. I licked her pussy lips before driving my tongue into Roxanne’s wet cunt. She shrieked and lurched her hips up to my face. I sucked her clit deep into my mouth, letting it drag against my teeth.

“Santa María Estoy teniendo un orgasmo!” Mia screamed as I heard fluid splashing and Roxanne’s gulping and slurping. I kept licking her, sliding two fingers inside and hoping for the same result. Soon Roxie was bucking her hips and screaming my name. She threw Mia’s skirt away from her face, gulping air as she gasped my name again and again until her orgasm grabbed her pussy, constricting it and spewing cum down my throat. We all three sat, gasping and letting our lust-addled minds return to captivity.

“¿Puedo sentarme en su pene también, señor?” Mia said looking at me. I looked to Roxanne, a native Texan. She grinned “she wants to fuck you, now.”

I turned to Mia, stroking my cock to keep it hard and long. “Why didn’t you just ask in English?”

“I was taught to speak impure thoughts in my native language.”

“As if God doesn’t speak Spanish?”

As I walked closer, Mia unfastened the front of her dress and it fell to the floor. Her slim, muscular body shone with sweat. Her panties were still bunched to one side, leaving the lips of her pussy and her clit exposed, pink and dripping. I pulled her into a hug, absorbing the smell of her orgasm mixed with cleaning supplies. She tilted her head up and we kissed. She licked Roxanne’s pussy from my lips and cheeks. Her arms snaked below mine, her fingernails tracing the muscles of my back.

I unclipped her bra and she lowered her arms, letting it fall away. Her tits were simply beautiful. Her deep tan outlined the lighter colored curves which highlighted the even darker areolae. They were wide and swollen, pushing the fingertip nipples out in firm nubs. She pulled the waistband of her panties, which resisted coming down, wadded up at the apex of her thighs.

“Dear God, Mia you are lovely.” Roxanne was kneeling on the bed, her hands between her legs, plumbing her pussy and strumming her clit.

My cock rose up between Mia’s legs. She allowed her hips to sway forward and back, pulling me though her thick, dark pubic hair and across her clit. She moaned softly as I kissed her breasts. “It is the fantasy of every housekeeper to fuck a guest. No matter if it’s one of the older grannys past her prime or young and vibrant.”

“Like you, Mia.” I licked her navel.

“We all have a different fantasy. For some it’s the visiting movie star, for others the famous sports figure. I always wanted a good-looking couple who are open about sex as a way to have fun and share love.”

My tongue teased her pubic eskort bayan gaziantep hair, tasting the cum from earlier.

“So when I was going by and saw señora sucking your perfecto pena in the doorway, I knew I had to ask.”

I stood back up, kissing her again, as I backed her toward the bed.

“Of course,” she seemed embarrassed, “I was a little worried after what the staff found yesterday,” she wrinkled her cute nose. “But I thought, Mia, you’re a big girl. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

“That was a one-time thing with a particular person,” I stroked her cheek. “We won’t be doing that today.”

“Oh,” she glanced at Roxanne, a flash of disappointment in her eyes. Roxie looked at me, confused, not having heard of my time with Jill the previous day.

I kissed Mia once more as the back of her legs touched the bed. She lay back, spreading her legs as I stepped between them. Her eyes focused on my cock, which bobbed and pulsed as blood rushed in. Roxanne scampered her naked butt to one side, making room when I took Mia’s wrists and we stretched the width of the large bed.

“Is this your fantasy, Mia? To be taken by a stranger with a large cock and a hunger for your sex? To be watched by a big-breasted stranger who masturbates until you can smell her sex from only a few feet away as she pours cum onto the same bed you are using for your immoral purposes? To be fucked, deep and long and fast until…”

“Santa Maria! Will you shut up and fuck me?”

I heard Roxanne snicker as I shoved my dick in Mia’s soaked pussy. As impatient as she was, the housekeeper was still surprised by the force and depth of that first thrust.

“Aw, fuck!” she shouted.

I laid on top of her as I slid up and back, letting our pubes mingle and my cock drag against her clit. She gripped my shoulder blades, pulling us closer as she spewed a string of oaths in Spanish. I thrust faster, leaning down to suck first one nipple than the other.

“God yes. THIS! This is what I want!”

She bounced her hips up to mine, faster and harder, slamming her clit into my pubic bone. Missionary position had never been so intense.

“Oh fuck,” I started yelling in time with her thrusts. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” I could feel her pussy grabbing at my cock.

“Aw yes,” I heard Roxanne moan and glanced up to see her tits squeezed between her arms as both hands rubbed frantically between her legs.

Mia bent her legs so her knees were at her breasts, bringing her hips forward and her clit in direct contact with my shaft. Each time I pushed in or pulled back my cock would drag along the sensitive button.

“Oh mi amor. You fuck so good. Going to make me…oh yes!”

I fucked her hard, shoving my cock deeper as I felt it expanding. My balls tightened. “I’m going to cum, Mia. Where do you want it, mi amor?”

“In my cunt,” Mia screamed.

“In my mouth!” Roxanne yelled, her mind a jumble of lust, her fingers a blur on her clit.

I slammed the head of my cock against Mia’s cervix as my balls emptied themselves into the hot wet cunt.

¡Oh joder, sí, mi amor!” she screamed, dragging her clit through my pubic hair. “Tu esperma caliente me está haciendo llegar al orgasmo. ¡Vete a la mierda señor! ¡No dejes de follarme!”

Her body convulsed and her cunt opened wide, letting her cum splash around my cock, spurting as I continued to fuck her.

Roxanne grabbed my shoulders, pushing me onto my back next to Mia. “Give me that cum!” she ordered, throwing her leg over my face. “Yours and hers I want it all!”

Roxie licked my pubes and sucked my still-hard cock as she shoved her cunt in my face. I licked her clit, caught up in the madness of the moment! Then I felt Mia’s delicate fingers in my chest hair. She moved her face next to mine, kissing my cheek and licking Roxie’ juices from my face. “She tastes wonderful,” Mia cooed, “doesn’t she?” I grunted an assent. “And now she’s sucking my cum off your beautiful cock. That is so goddamn hot. I may cum again just gaziantep bayan eskort thinking about it.” She tilted her head and slipped her tongue, flicking at Roxanne’s clit. I moved my tongue to push into her pussy.

“Ooooh two tongues at once at my cunt. Amazing.”

I let go of Roxie’s head with one hand and slid it along Mia’s thigh until I found her pubic thatch. She sighed, pressing her hip into my hand. I slipped my fingers though her pubes, over her clit and into Mia’s pussy.

“Your cunt is hot.” I groaned.

“And whose fault is that, sexy man?”

It didn’t take long for all of us to climax. Mia helped me drink Roxanne’s cum from her convulsing cunt. Roxie sucked my cock dry as I humped her face again and again. Mia shivered her small orgasm onto my fingers, sighing “So nice, mi amor.” Before I brought the fingers to our mouths, sharing her cum, saying “You taste rather wonderful yourself.”

“Mmm. Yes I do. I want to taste your cum from your cock.”

I stroked her cheek and swam in her dark eyes. “And you will, but not today.”

“Because today is Roxanne and Ryan?”

Roxie climbed off me, dipping her fingers in her pussy to clean herself up. “I’m Roxanne.”

I blinked at Mia, confused. She giggled. “We snoop, we talk. You think we don’t know about the list of names and dates in the nightstand?” She stood up, her pussy dripping, “And the bottle of lube? Are you a Gigolo? You certainly have the body of one, and you fuck like one.”

Roxanne laughed, “No one is getting paid here. He’s just a great fuck and that list is a bunch of MILFs who can’t get enough.”

“Is Ryan a MILF?”

I stood up next to Mia, noticing for the first time how petite she was, big tits notwithstanding.

“Ryan’s gay,” Roxanne offered as if that explained everything.

Mia turned to me slowly, her eyes widening. “Are you…?”

“Bi-sexual, evidently. I love ass-play and have enjoyed sucking a cock or two.”

Her eyes focused on something far away. “Bi-sexual. Handsome, big cock, loves to fuck and eat pussy…and do ass stuff. Are you married?”

“Widowed.”

“But seriously attached.” Roxanne jumped in on Jan’s behalf.

“How seriously?”

I gestured to the room, “She set all this up to share me with her friends.”

“She shares,” Mia reached around, fingering my anus. “I love her.”

“We all do,” Roxanne grinned, “as often as possible. She can suck a cunt almost better than this guy. And if you want your asshole licked, she’s your gal.”

Mia turned to me, pressing her tits to my chest and pushing her finger deeper into my ass. “I want my asshole licked! Will you introduce us? Is she beautiful? Will she lick my ass while I suck the cum from your cock?”

“Yes, to all those things.”

Mia stood on her toes to kiss me, her tongue reaching deep into my mouth as her finger pumped my ass with a delightful force. I pushed her away, gently. “But not today.”

Mia looked disappointed, but not angry. She took the finger from my butt and sucked it coquettishly. My dick was hard immediately. “Promise?”

“I promise.”

She started stroking me. “Soon?”

“As soon as we can mi amor.”

“I love a happy ending,” Roxanne was getting dressed. She paused, bending down to kiss Mia’s butt cheeks. “Almost as much as a happy rear ending.”

Mia wiggled her ass and giggled before she began gathering her clothes. When she bent to pick up her bra, I quickly licked my middle finger and slid it into her tight asshole. “FUCK!” She screamed and stood up quickly. I pulled her into another hug, letting my erect cock nuzzle her pubic hair. I slid my finger in and out, slowly. “Very soon,” I whispered. She sighed as I took my finger out and sucked it, if not coquettishly, then lustfully.

“Aw, fuck me.” She quickly scribbled on a business card. “That’s my cell. Call or text anytime you and … “

“Jan,” Roxanne and I said at the same time.

“Anytime you and Jan want to get together.”

My phone chirped. I looked at the screen, “Text message from Ryan. He’s on his way up.”

“Probably undressing in the elevator at this moment. Come on, Mia. We don’t want to miss out.”

“I think only you do that Roxanne.” I picked up my dirty clothes and found some clean ones. “Have fun ladies. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“Evidently there’s nothing you won’t do,” Mia flipped up the back of her dress, flashing her asshole.

“Anything for you, Mia.”

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32