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Katherine took her time, re-reading through the initial interactions between the lawyer and her supposedly guilty client. The author had taken great pains to detail the interactions between the two main characters. Their meetings bristled with sexual tension, and the heat of the story flowed from the pages. Through her fingers and up Katherine’s arms, her body began to hum rhythms of lust. Katherine began to shift her legs and squirm slightly as she re-read the first sexual encounter between the lawyer and client. The detailed description of the lawyer and client’s tongues dancing together in her office. It always made her a little self conscious that she became so turned on by reading such lascivious material, but never so self conscious that she would stop. Her breathing quickened as her eyes feasted on the details of the sexy young lawyer having her business suit peeled off in her office. As the lawyer was hoisted up on the desk, Katherine slipped her hand beneath the waistband of her sport shorts. She could feel the warmth radiating between her lips as she gently stroked the small, soft mound of hair just above her pussy. As she gently scratched her and rubbed the soft, short locks of hair, she slowly extended her middle finger. Phrases such as nipples sucked and pinched, deep thrusts and moans, and stroking the shaft flashed before her eyes as she inched her finger between her swollen lips, feeling them moist and ready. She rubbed them for a moment and purred, taking a second to picture the scene.

The smell of a heavy oak desk and of a man in the late summer evening, the feel of hard wood against human flesh, the taste of another’s tongue….she began to move her hips and squirm. She parted her legs lightly and probed her longest digit in, just a bit at first, then deeper. She whimpered softly and brought her wet finger out to give her clit some attention…..it felt so good. God it felt soooo good. Katherine’s heart was racing as she read how the young lawyer assumed control and mounted her client in the high-backed leather chair. Katherine plunged two fingers into her now sopping pussy, and whimpered quietly with pleasure.

Then, BAM! An aggressive, intrusive sound burst into her consciousness and broke the aroused spell she was under. The clamor of a heavy car barreling up the slight slope of their driveway rudely shook Katherine back to reality.

What the FUCK is that? Katherine thought angrily as she jerked her hand from her now swollen pussy. But of course, she already knew. The rumbling of the oversized American made engine. The erratic squeak of the tires as the obviously impaired driver slammed the car to a halt and accidentally elbowed the horn as he…. of course it was a he, stumbled out of the vehicle. Katherine had heard this routine about a dozen times before, listening as Tony climbed out of the car three stories below. Tony was home, and he was ready to crawl into bed with Stephanie. He probably had a) been turned down by too many random women at the bar and was sufficiently horny to resort to plain old familiar sex with his loving girlfriend and, or b) had sated his fill of booze and fraternizing with his buddies and was ready for a nightcap, Or c) was just drunk and needed to pass out and their place was closer than his apartment to whatever bar he had his last drink.

FUCK THIS. Katherine fumed as she swung out of bed and of the bedroom door, then down the hall to Stephanie’s room. She was not going to let this happen. Not tonight. She opened her friend’s bedroom door abruptly without knocking. Katherine had clearly heard the TV on as she approached Stephanie’s bedroom door and assumed she was still awake. But Stephanie was out cold. The wine and emotion had overtaken her. Katherine also saw the foil wrapper of a sleeping pill on the nightstand, which no doubt finished her off. Stephanie lay there curled up on her side, snoring gently as re-runs of a 90’s sitcom played out quietly a few feet away. There was no point now trying to rally her friend to stand up for herself. Stephanie would offer little to no resistance in her present state and would further be too tired or hungover the next day to summon any strength to argue. Tony would offer a few cursory apologies, start in with the smooth talk, and then they’d make up in a whirlwind of passionate sex.

Not tonight. Katherine thought determinedly. She’d been interrupted TWICE now- and her boyfriend wasn’t even home! All she wanted was a little fucking peace so she could enjoy her trashy novel and rub out a nice “O” or two. But instead she had to be the shoulder to cry on and relationship mediator, and a metaphorical cold shower was her only reward. FUCK THIS SHIT, she muttered.

Katherine narrowed her eyes and bounded determinedly out of the room and down the stairs towards the living room. She knew exactly what she was going to do. She was going to tell that lying, cheating, inconsiderate bastard to get the fuck out of her house and hit the road. Stephanie sure as hell wasn’t going to do it. Katherine was just coming down the last flight of stairs when she heard him approach the outside door and slide his key escort sınırsız in the lock. She started walking towards the front door when the deadbolt turned, and the door swing open. There, looking drunk, weary and stupid with a grin on his face, stood Tony. He immediately started in on the charm.

“Oh, heyyyy Kat- you’re up late..” but she cut him off. In a hushed shout, Katherine unloaded.

“NO. NO. NO! You are NOT doing this again Tony. Not tonight!” Katherine walked boldly up to him with her pointer finger extended sharply at him and her other hand secured at her hip.

“What? What the hell do you mean?” Tony answered, incredulous. Of course he knew what she meant. This may have been the first time she had confronted him, but he knew Katherine wasn’t his biggest fan. She often addressed him condescendingly, which Tony took for her being stuck up.

“You know exactly what I mean. Treating Stephanie like shit….like a disposable plaything! Then coming over here drunk at an ungodly hour trying to make up and get laid. Well, not tonight Tony. Just turn your ass around and go home!” Katherine was doing her best to contain her anger and not shout. She felt the blood rush to her face, then the adrenaline course through her veins as Tony closed the front door and squared to face her.

“Look Kat,” Tony began evenly with his palms out defensively, “I don’t know what your problem is tonight, but I came to see Stephanie because she asked me to come over later.” Again, Katherine wasn’t falling for it.

“Bullshit, Tony! I have been up with her for the last 2 hours watching her cry and complain about you and your drinking, cheating and being an asshole! I heard her from my room fighting with you, so I know she didn’t want you over!” She jabbed her finger at him and stood her ground. Tony, undeterred, shrugged her off and went to walk by her, but Katherine slid sideways to cut him off and stopped him. She held her right palm out and held it against his shoulder as she began in again. This time, even more firmly.

“Uh, uh. No. Not tonight Tony, I mean it. I have seen you jerk my friend around for the last time. If you really want to apologize, go home and sober up and come back when you are ready to treat her right. She’s not some fuck toy at your disposal.” It was hard for her not to scream at him, but she did not want to wake Stephanie and get her involved.

“Katherine, I don’t have time for this bullshit right now.” Tony again waived her off. This time he was visibility irritated. He rolled his eyes impatiently, and this time stepped back to his left to get around her. But again Katherine stopped him.

“TONY. I said no! Get out of my house.” she said insistently, again putting her palm on the front of his shoulder. “Go home. NOW!” she added forcefully, but as quietly as possible. Tony glared at Katherine, shook his head and took a half step back. He looked to the side for a moment, contemplating his next move. Breaking the momentary silence, Katherine continued.

“I’m sick and tired of Steph putting up with you. You think you are a player, huh? So hot with your stupid ass car, your money and your own place you never let Stephanie see? She may not have the guts to say it, but you are a fucking asshole, and I told her tonight she needs to drop your dumbass!” Tony knew Katherine didn’t like him, but this was the first time she had come out and said it so bluntly. He blurted out,

“Kat, I don’t know who in the hell shoved a stick up your stuck up ass tonight, but I came here to apologize to Stephanie. I don’t know what you heard, but it’s nothing like you are making out.”

“Bullshit, Tony. Like always, just more bullshit. You act like I don’t know Stephanie at all, like we aren’t roommates and haven’t known each other since fucking college, you manipulative shit! I know your story, Tony. You’ll go up there, knowing that Stephanie is drunk, you’ll sweet talk her and promise her a bunch of shit, and in the morning she’ll forget all about it. Well not tonight! Get OUT!” Tony shook his head again, getting even more frustrated. His face reddened as he was really starting to steam. In his semi drunk state, all he wanted to do was get in bed with his girlfriend, have sex, and pass out. And now her snobby, bitchy roommate all of the sudden decides that 3am on a Sunday morning was the perfect time to hash out why she hated him. Finally, he took a deep breath and steam rolled ahead. He stuck out his left arm and pushed her aside as he went to dart past her and said, exasperated,

“Look Kat, not now…” In his present inebriated condition, he underestimated his strength. Tony pushed her aside with a little more force than was needed. Katherine was caught by surprise; she knew he was strong but was taken aback by how hard he had pushed her. She had to scoot her legs back quickly to maintain her balance. Tony paused and shot a glance at her when he heard Katherine gasp, stopping for a brief second. She didn’t know it, but he was relived she had not fallen. He hadn’t meant to injure her. But it was all Katherine needed.

“Don’t escorts push me you FUCKING ASSHOLE!” Katherine yelled as she wound up her right hand and delivered a fierce, crossing strike with an open hand across Tony’s cheek. The sound of her hand striking him echoed sharply off the kitchen cabinets nearby. Tony turned, stunned at the force of the blow, and Katherine herself grew wide eyed, stunned at what she had done. They both paused, taking in what had just happened. Tony broke the silence first.

“Ouch, Kat! Fuck, that hurt! Why are you being such a fucking bitch?!” he blurted. Katherine gasped and fire shot behind her eyes. Satisfied that Stephanie had not woken up, she gathered herself and in more hushed tones continued. “Don’t you ever-EVER- touch me, you prick! Now get the fuck out of my house.” Tony turned to look at her. His cheek burned. He had never seen Kat like this before, and he strangely respected her for what she had done despite it hurting like hell. She had some fight in her, for sure. Katherine was guarding the staircase from him, determined to turn him away. Her chest was heaving as she breathed, and her face was flush crimson with rage. Tony quickly assessed that she was very strong for her size. He knew he had pushed her too hard, so he decided to let that one strike go. Not wanting Katherine to start screaming again, he went to diffuse the situation.

“Katherine, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to push you so hard I just…” but before he could finish Katherine delivered another blow, this time with her left hand, to Tony’s other cheek.

“FUCK…. YOU!” she said in a hushed yell, with such fervor that spittle left her lips as the words whipped out between her clenched teeth. “That’s for calling me a bitch!” That blow really stung, Tony had not expected a repeat blow. It hurt even worse than the first. He shot back.

“Get out of my way you stuck up lunatic!” He pushed past her forcefully and stormed his way towards the stairwell by the kitchen. He could hear her unloading a fusillade of curses at him and he winced as she repeatedly slapped him on the back while he walked towards the stairs. Fuck, this girl is strong! he thought, wincing at the strikes. He just wanted to get to the stairs, but as he passed the kitchen he saw an opportunity to even the score with Katherine. He had never struck a woman in anger, but he wanted revenge for hitting him so savagely. As Katherine continued to beat on him on his back furiously, she didn’t notice him pick up the plastic tumbler full of water she had left in the kitchen earlier. He snatched it up, pivoted on his heel in an instant, and tossed the full glass of water right in Katherine’s face.

She gasped. The cold water shocked her to a halt as it soaked her sandy blond hair and skin. It saturated her top and ran down her body and got in and under her shorts. She wiped her eyes slowly, and looked at Tony, astonished. What the fuck just happened? She thought. Tony looked at her and appraised what he had done. It was almost funny, really. Almost. She had been assaulting him relentlessly while he just wanted to get to bed, so she fucking deserved it. Tony looked at her just standing there, watching her fume with rage. She was soaked- the tumbler had been nearly full. He took in Katherine’s deep, furious glare, her semi- wet dirty blond hair, the droplets of water running down her cheeks to her neck and shoulders, some falling to her collarbone. Parts of her cotton tank clung tightly to her body. In the brief second they stood silently he took her all in. He stood rapt at the sight of her skin- still slightly tanned from the summer. The muscles in her arms and legs were impressively taught and ready to continue the fight. And through the soaked cotton fabric of her top, he could clearly make out her breasts. They were smaller than Stephanie’s, but firmer. They stood pert with her nipples straining against the fabric at full attention. This furious woman looked like she wanted to kill him, but he could only be aroused by the sight of her standing there. She was gorgeous. His anger began to subside, but Katherine was furious.

Tony was too slow, and Katherine easily slapped him again with a THWACK. The sting though, woke up his reflexes. When she went for another shot with her left hand, he blocked it and grabbed hold of her wrist. She re-loaded her right and flung her open hand wildly at his face, but this too he blocked. In an instant he took both of her wrists and drove them behind her back, pinning them against her ass. He then jerked her towards him, still pinning her hands behind her and holding her tightly against him. His face was on fire, but he starting to enjoy their spat.

“Pleasssssse. Stooooop. Hitting. Meeeee.” Tony purred at her. Katherine gritted her teeth as she struggled to get free. God he is strong she thought of as she glared at him. This ape is almost grinning at me, does he think this is funny? Her hands stung from hitting him. She wanted to kill him, but he had calmed down. Tony was looking at her almost admiringly. She could feel the large muscles in his arms as she struggled escort gecelik against him, and then his legs as he worked one behind her to keep her from kicking him. He kept cooing, “Kat, stop. Please. Kat, stop.” She wriggled the best she could, and being so close to his chest she picked up large wafts of his scent- his deep, woody cologne that he used too much of, mixed with his skin and sweat. It smelled……fantastic. She struggled to get free, but found herself resisting less and less. Katherine had only been in his grip a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity. It was becoming pointless as strong as he was. She could feel his hard body grinding against hers as she struggled…she became acutely aware of her nipples rubbing against him….she was shocked to find them taut and tingling….it felt good. God it felt really good. She was trying to bend her hips and pull back, when one of her thighs first brushed it. She couldn’t be sure, but on the next attempted escape she made sure she brushed it again. Her eyes opened wide in shock. Katherine could clearly feel Tony’s hard penis bulging against the wool fabric of his designer slacks. Oh fuck, Katherine thought and in a fit of guilt gave one violent convulsion and managed to struggle free.

Tony knew she had felt his cock and now gazed at her with primal lust. No. No way. Katherine thought, and unloaded yet another hard right hand to his face. Tony took it, but without pausing stepped towards her. Katherine cocked another blow but Tony blocked it, threw her arm down and pushed her back against the refrigerator. Her back knocked the stainless steel façade of the fridge with a THUD and she gasped at the impact. What the fuck….does he…God he is hot…..is this happening?? She thought as he pinned her against the appliance and thrust his hips forward, so she could clearly feel his thickness through her soft, cotton shorts. Stephanie had not woken up, so her brain was screaming at her to yell at the top of her lungs and wriggle away in protest. WAKE STEPHAINE UP passed through her mind. She could still turn back. Her mouth opened, but no words came out. Her brain was telling her lips to make noise, but a fire inside her was telling her to wait a little longer. It just felt so damn good. She had teased herself earlier, and sensing that relief was near her thighs and pussy became hot. Her teeth, still gritted together, only elicited shallow breaths and grunts as she squirmed slightly. Her arms were pinned in to her sides and her palms against his barrel chest. He had her wrapped in with one arm around her upper back and the other on her hip as he leaned in on her. She could clearly feel his cock now. It was so…hard, and so….big. And he had it expertly pressed against her….just right. Sliding up her inner thigh, and probing under the fabric of her shorts. It was forceful, but not aggressive. He sensed her needs beneath the token resistance Katherine was offering. It felt very good. As he cooed softly for her to be quiet and started to grind in to her more, still locking her gaze, Katherine realized- to her horror….that she was soaking wet.

“No!” she shouted and with a burst of adrenaline pushed Tony back and swung at his chest. But Katherine had shown her cards, and now Tony was determined to finish casting his spell on her. He simply took the blow, took a short step back to Katherine, and grabbing her forcefully, pulled her back to him, then again leaned in on her, his arms and her back hitting the fridge yet again. This time he pulled up her right leg violently to his hip, and pressed his throbbing cock up against her bare inner thigh. This time, Katherine moaned out loud. Not in pain. A deep, low, guttural moan of pleasure and submission. The rational side of her brain pleaded in vain for her to stop. But her body was tired of fighting, and now yearning to be taken. She made one last hearted effort, striking her palms against his chest lightly. Tony paused at this strike, but didn’t let go. Katherine’s eyes moved up and locked in on his. Her gaze changed from anger to hunger. She slowly ran her hands up and down the muscles of his chest, then this neck. As she looked at him, she knew she had one last chance to turn back.

In an instant Katherine shot her hands up behind his head and pulled his mouth towards hers. She hungrily shot her tongue inside his, and as they began to devour each other she let her hands slip down his chest and begin to unbuckle his designer belt. Tony let her leg drop but again thrust his pelvis up and into her. Katherine let loose her lips and gasped, her damp pussy now pleading to be filled. Tony tugged and tore and her tank top, pulling out one of her breasts over the fabric. He bent over to suck it. He was too tall, so he simply grabbed her by the ass and hoisted her into the air. She instinctively grabbed hold tightly around his neck and let him have his way. He held her high against him until her breasts were nearly level with his mouth. She wrapped her legs around him tightly, arched her neck and exhaled loudly. He was using his thumbs to pull down the back of her shorts. His massaged the cleft of her ass while his tongue found and traced her nipple, before taking it all in his mouth. She gasped. Oh fuck…that feels amazing. There was no turning back now. She was his. She knew she would hate herself in the morning, but at that moment she didn’t care. She wanted Tony. She wanted him to fuck her.

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Maggie and I met in one of those adult chat rooms. We exchanged pictures, and I immediately fell in love. She wasn’t a knockout, but she had a “girl-next-door” cuteness about her. Most importantly, I could tell from the shirt that she was wearing in her picture that she had really nice, big tits. I’m a breast guy, so after looking at the picture I was more than ready to cyber with the girl. After about an hour of online fun, we exchanged email addresses, IM screen names and phone numbers.

Maggie lives in Delaware and I live in Texas, but the long distance didn’t come between us and our internet and phone sex sessions. Not only was Maggie cute, but she had a voice that drove me crazy. By June 10, Maggie and I had been talking to each other for about 3 months. That was the day that she said that she wanted to meet me in person. She was out of school for the summer, and wanted to fly to Dallas to meet me. I couldn’t believe my luck. I offered to pay for her plane ticket, but she refused to let me. We made plans to meet that weekend.

I could hardly wait for Friday to roll around. I booked us into one of the best hotels in Dallas (a hotel way over my budget, by the way), and made reservations at one of the city’s trendiest restaurants. That Friday, I was at Gate 36 of DFW Airport with a half dozen roses. When I saw Maggie my heart skipped a beat. She was even prettier than she was in her picture. Her shoulder length black hair bounced as she walked. Her brown eyes seemed to sparkle with life and mischief, and her body…..Let’s just say that her picture did not do her justice. Her lithe, 19 year old body fit her perfectly, even though her C cup breasts look a little too large for her 5’2 frame. When she recognized me, she gave me a fierce hug. Being a foot taller than her, I had to bend down to kiss her on the lips. She was three years younger than me, but she seemed to have a maturity well beyond my years. Maggie was all woman.

“I was wondering what it would be like when we finally met,” she said as she took the offered flowers.

“Maggie, you’re even more beautiful than you are in your picture,” I managed to say while looking into her big, brown eyes.

“You are always so sweet to me,” she replied.

She took my hand, and we walked to my car. She threw her carry-on bag (Which was her only piece of luggage. Apparently, she didn’t plan on wearing much on our weekend together) into the backseat, and we drove off into the humid Southern twilight. As I told Maggie about escort çapa the restaurant that we were going to be having dinner at, I could see disappointment spread across her face.

“What’s wrong,” I asked. The last thing I wanted was for her to be disappointed by any aspect of our weekend.

“Nothing’s wrong.” Then she smiled wickedly as she looked at me. “I just thought we could skip dinner. What I’m really hungry for is you, Brad.”

I could feel my cock start to stir as I tried to keep myself from looking too overjoyed. I stared at Maggie. The smile stiff frozen on her face, she arched her eyebrows in a silent plea. She waited for me to say the words she wanted to hear.

“Shall we go straight to the hotel then?” I said with a grin.

She touched my right thigh, and her hand wandered near my growing cock.

“Mmmm,” she cooed, “that sounds like a better plan.”

We pulled into the hotel’s parking garage, and checked in at the front desk. After, we stepped into the elevator for our ride up to the fourth floor. Maggie wrapped her arms around me as she kissed me hard on the lips.

“Oh, my God, Brad, I’ve wanted to do this for so long now,” she whispered through shallow breaths. I started to kiss her neck as I ran my hands down the curves of her body. I could feel her bare ass through the material of her short, black skirt. She wasn’t wearing any panties.

Just before I could run my hands up and underneath her skirt, the elevator reached the fourth floor. I led her to our room. We were like high school kids about to experience their first time. Maggie giggled excitedly as I fumbled with the room’s key card.

The door had barely closed when Maggie shoved me against the wall and kissed me again. This time, she unbuckled my belt while she kissed. I went back to where I left off in the elevator. My hands followed the inside curve of her thighs until I reached her smoothly shaved pussy. Maggie was already very wet, and she moaned as I started to tease her down there with my fingers. She had my rock hard cock in her hand by then and was slowly stroking it.

She flashed that same wicked smile that I had seen in my car. She slowly traced a finger along the hair at the center of my chest and stomach as she sank down to her knees. She took the head of my cock into her mouth. Her warm tongue swirled over it as she started to slowly stroke the shaft. I leaned back against the wall and moaned for escort bayan istanbul more as Maggie expertly sucked me off. Her lips enveloped me inch by inch as she took my entire cock into her mouth. Her nose brushed against my pubic hair as she deep throated me like a pro. She moved back up to the tip, and then swallowed me again and again. Every time, more and more saliva ran down my shaft. My balls ached. Maggie stroked and sucked harder and faster. I was ready to shoot my load, and I warned her.

She let my throbbing dick slide from her mouth as she unbuttoned her white, silk blouse. Her beautiful C cups were held in place by a lacey, black bra.

“Cum on my tits, baby,” she said. “I know you like to pretend to do it when we talk online.”

I smiled and nodded. She enveloped my shaft with her mouth again and finished the job for me. When I couldn’t hold it any longer, I pulled myself from Maggie’s mouth and aimed my cock for her bra clad mammories. She squeezed them together and cooed in anticipation. I held my cock in my fist and stroked once…twice.

My hot, wet sticky load landed with a splat between Maggie’s magnificent cleavage. I shot two more loads, coating Maggie’s tits, bra and chest. She took my cock into her mouth again and greedily sucked out the last, lingering drops of my seed.

“Mmmm,” she said while she smiled up at me. “Now, that was much better than any dinner would have been.”

I startled Maggie by picking her up in my arms. I walked over to the bed, and she squealed with delight as I threw her down onto it. She started to wriggle out of her skirt as I pulled the remainder of my clothes off as fast as I could. She dropped her skirt onto the floor, and I got my first glimpse of her perfectly shaved snatch. She reached behind herself to unhook her bra. The lacey, cum soaked material slid away from her chest to reveal her very ample breasts. Her nipples were already stiff, and she moaned softly as her hands lightly brushed against them.

As I surveyed the curves of Maggie’s body, my cock began to grow again. By the time my face was between her legs, I was completely erect. My tongue licked her cunt from top to bottom. She was already wet, and I savored the taste of her sweet juices.

“Yeauuuuhhhh,” she tried to speak, but her words came out as a moan as I started to flick my tongue across her swollen clit.

“Oh…… God….uhhhh. Oh YES,” she stammered. “Eat my pussy, Brad. Just like that, baby.” escort etiler I sucked her clit into my mouth sucking for all I was worth. I wanted to do for her what she had done for me. Maggie had her legs draped over my shoulders, and she began to grind her cunt against my face as I brought her closer and closer to where she wanted to be. Her hips pushed forward as an explosion of her juices hit me in the face. She sighed heavily as her orgasm subsided. My tongue lapped up the cum that did not coat my face. She sighed dreamily as I licked her clean.

My cock was still hard as a rock. I climbed up onto the bed with Maggie and straddled her; my cock dangling inches from her hot pussy.

“Maggie,” I said, “you always make me so hard. I’ve wanted to do this for so long.”

“What are you going to do to me, baby?” she asked with a smile. “Tell me what you’re going to do, bad boy.”

My cock ached to be inside of her. I probably wouldn’t last for more than a few seconds before cumming. I prayed that I wouldn’t disappoint her.

“I’m going to shove my hard cock inside of you, and pound your pussy until I fill you up with my seed.”

Maggie’s eyes gleamed in anticipation and a wide grim spread across her face. “Fuck me baby. Give it to me hard.”

Never being one to break a promise to a woman, I shoved my cock inside of her, spreading her pussy lips wide. Maggie wrapped her legs around my waist, and I held her soft, tight ass as I pumped my cock in and out of her. I started slowly, then faster and harder. With each thrust, all 8 rock solid inches of my dick entered her. Her pussy was surprisingly tight, and it held onto my manhood like a vice. Maggie moaned as her sharp fingernails dug into the flesh on my back. She screamed as I plunged into her again and again.

“You like this, don’t you,” I asked. “You love having a hot hard cock pound the hell out of your pussy, don’t you?”

“Oh…uhhh..Oh God, yes! Fuck me, Brad. I’m going to cum…any seco..uhhhh! Any second.”

Maggie bucked underneath me, and I felt her juices flood her cunt. Her nails dug into me as she came. Her pussy still held onto me tight, and my balls ached to release their load. I had lasted much longer than I thought I would. With a groan, my hot, wet load filled Maggie’s pussy and mixed with her own juices. I groaned as my seed shot from my cock like bullets.

I collapsed on top of her, and she wrapped her arms around me. Her pussy continued to hold on tightly to my now wilting cock. I stared into Maggie’s big, brown eyes. She smiled up at me as she grabbed my face and pulled down to hers. She hungrily kissed me. We both moaned as our tongues teased each other. I looked into her eyes again and smiled at her.

“You were right,” I said. “That WAS better than any dinner would have been.”

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I can’t call this a dream anymore…it finally did happen…not exactly as written, but close enough…

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I dreamt about you…about your body, about how I touched you…aroused you…made love to you…about how you responded to me…about how you gave your body to our mutual pleasures…

Would you like me to share my dream with you? Would you like me to share how you looked to me? How I felt as I gazed on you beauty? How I felt as I touched you and seduced you?

My dream started with me walking up to your door. I saw myself knocking on the door in the middle of a bright spring morning. The sun warmed my back as I waited impatiently for you to come to the door. But once you opened it for me, the wait proved to be worth it!

The first thing I saw was your smile. It lit up your face touching each of your eyes as you looked at me. Your makeup was exquisitely done, not too much, but enough to enhance the innate beauty that is there. Your eyes shone as you looked at me from under their dark lashes. My heart leapt in my breast as I caught the look of absolute lust there.

Your full lips were coated in bright red lipstick. My first coherent thought was what would your lipstick look like on various parts of my body!

I didn’t have time to say do or say anything before you stepped back and told me to come in.

I turned to look at you as you closed and locked the door. You stood back against it giving me my first completely unobstructed look at you. You were dressed all in black. A black vest with a zipper down the middle that is open to the middle of your breasts. A tight black skirt with black nylons that encased your long legs and black high-heeled shoes completed the outfit.

I raised my head to look once again at your face. Your lips were slightly parted with just the hint of a shy smile. God it felt so wonderful to have such a beautiful woman as you want me, to have you ask me to come and share your day with you.

I leaned forward and pressed my lips gently against yours. Our first kiss of the day was tender, but heartfelt. I was surprised by the taste of strawberries on your lips. The taste gave me a bump in my groin and I felt myself begin to stir down there.

I pressed my hands against the door behind you and my body against yours. You pushed back against me, feeling my beginning arousal. Our kiss became more passionate and intense.

I moved my mouth to tickle your ear. I slid my tongue around your jaw line and moved down over the exposed portion of your chest. My mouth found the zipper on your vest and I pulled it down… to discover that you aren’t wearing a bra…

I pulled the zipper down to the middle of your stomach, leaving only a couple of inches in its track still closed. I ran my tongue up your stomach, through the cleft of your breasts and back to your mouth. This time, when I pressed myself to you, you hold me tightly within your arms, pulling me hard against you.

I slide my knee between your legs and press it hard into your crotch. You moan into my mouth. Hearing your pleasure makes my heart sore and causes my cock to twitch. You feel the movement against you leg and giggle lightly into my mouth.

I kneel down in front of you and pull open the last of the zipper. My head slips inside your vest and I kiss my way up to your breast. I lick your warm skin, making circles around you nipple that get smaller and smaller as I go…soon I trap the nipple in my mouth and suckle on it softly. Your hands play with my head as I work the nipple in my mouth. You sigh contentedly as my mouth plays with you. I move to your other nipple and pull it quickly into my mouth, sucking a little too hard making escort sefaköy you gasp as I do so. You pull my head from your breast in mock anger, but soon allow me to latch onto it once again. I move back and forth between your breasts, taking my time to enjoy them for several minutes.

My hands are not idle. They move down, and then up your legs and delightfully discover that you are not wearing pantyhose, but rather nylons as my they find the warm, soft flesh at the tops of the welts…my hands continue moving upwards, carrying your skirt with them.

I can smell the incredible aroma of your sex. It is strong and intoxicating. My hands move upwards to clutch the cheeks of your ass and suddenly I discover why your scent is so strong…as you are not wearing panties either!

I slip to my knees and move my head down to kiss you legs above your stockings. You shiver at the touch of my lips so close to your sex. My hands pull you towards my mouth. I snake my tongue out to touch you just above your sex. I feel your body shudder once again. I push my head into your crotch and lick and suck at your seam for several minutes as you whimper and moan above me. Your hands caress my head as I play with you. Eventually you push me away and ask what you can do for me.

I stand up and ask you to take of my shoes and socks. I watch as you kneel before me and take them off. I then tell you to take of my pants. You smile up at me as you hands move to my belt. You still haven’t figured out how to open my belt. I laugh gently and open it for you. You smile as you unbutton and unzip my pants and move them down and off my legs. I ask you to keep going and your hands move up to remove my underwear.

My cock is standing up proud and strong when your hands move back up my legs. You caress my cock and balls giggling softly as you feel it pulse. You tell me how eager my cock feels for the touch of your hands. I tell you it’s not your hands that it is eager to touch!

You laugh and ask me what is it looking for? I tell you it is looking for something warm and wet. Again you laugh and this time give the head of my prick a nice gentle kiss.

You ask me is that what is looking for? I tell you, that while it is warm, it isn’t very wet. You smile and open you mouth to take me inside it. I growl and let you know that my prick is somewhat happy now that it has found a part of you that is warm and wet…

You say “only somewhat” as you move to take me back into your mouth. I tell you that my prick is dreaming of other warm, wet parts of you. Your giggle is muffled by my being in your mouth. My prick is discovering just how warm and wet your mouth can be…very…very…wet…and very…very…warm…

I love the way you work your tongue around my manhood. I love the feel of your mouth as I push myself in and out of you. The hungrier he gets, the deeper you take him in…and the wetter he becomes.

While you are sucking me, your hands travel up to my shirt and begin to unbutton it. Soon you are pulling it off me. I stand naked before you now, my hard cock in your mouth. For the first time, I can see all of my cock as it slides in and out of your mouth…it is coated with the bright red of your lipstick. The sight causes my cock to lurch in your mouth. I growl deep in my gut.

Grabbing you shoulders, I pull you up and spin you around, bending you over. You place your hands against the door. I unclip and unzip your skirt sliding it down to the floor. You kick it away as I move between your legs and easily slip my cock into your body. You gasp and I groan as I enter you.

I begin to move slowly, but you want none of that as you push back harder and faster against me. Our speed and strength increases as we fuck in the Fourier. My hands move along your delicious ass, feeling your cheeks and rubbing your thighs gently as we move together. I love the feel of your ass as it pushes escort bayan back into my hips. The soft cushions of flesh press against me again and again as we move together, heightening our responses.

I slide my hands along the sides of your body slipping under your open vest to cup and feel the weight of your breasts. I heft your tits and pull on the nipples causing you to shudder as my cock moves within you. Suddenly, I feel your cunt gripping me in waves and you ask excitedly if I can feel it. I know you are cumming and I let you have your orgasm.

After you finish, I pull myself from inside you. My crotch is soaked with your juices. I slip my hand down to touch you there to see if you are still wet enough to play and find that you are still more than ready.

I pull you into the living room and sit you on the arm of the sofa, slipping your vest from your body. I push you backwards until your shoulders are on the sofa and your ass is still on the arm. I pull your hips to me and sink my hard cock back into your body.

Your nylon-clad legs wrap themselves around me. I feel the hard leather of your high heels against my ass as I push in and out of you, moving faster and faster, harder and harder, until you have another strong orgasm.

I pull you up into a sitting position on the arm of the sofa. Your legs are still wrapped around me as I kiss you gently, my hard cock still within your body. I can feel your heart racing as we kiss.

You push me away and stand up, pulling me around to sit on the arm of the sofa. You kneel between my legs and take my cock into your mouth. You lick and suck me for several long minutes, your hands touching and tickling my balls at the same time. I ask you if you want me to cum. You ask me if I am ready to? I tell you I could be, but that I know you don’t like the taste. I ask if you are ready to go upstairs then for some more play.

We smile at each other and you stand up and grabbing my cock, pull me behind you as you move to the stairs. I have no choice but to follow, it hurts if I resist too much…lol.

We move up the stairs and, as we come to the first landing, I push you down onto your hands and knees. Standing on a stair below you, I am at the perfect position to just move forward and…

I enter you slowly and we spend several minutes just enjoying each other as we fuck. Soon you tell me your knees are hurting and I pull you up and into my arms. We kiss. Then you take me by my cock once more and start up the stairs to your room.

We hug and kiss our way to your bed, where you push me down onto my back. Once more you move between my legs and begin to lick and suck at me. I ask you if you want to do it by the numbers? You do not understand, so I explain that the numbers I am thinking or are 6 and 9. You laugh and turn around so that we can each use are mouths on the other.

You sling your leg over my head and I bring my lips to the welt of your nylon-covered leg. My hot breath baths the skin of your thigh above the welt as I bring my lips higher to touch the softness there. I kiss, nibble and nip my way up the back of your leg to your delectable ass. Now my tongue comes into play as I swipe it broadly along the crease of your cheek and your leg, moving inward slowly. I brush my breath over your sex but do not touch it with my mouth.

I love to look on your sex. To see it when it is swollen with excitement, to see it red with lust, to see the wetness running from it when you are horny.

You twitch as you feel the heat of my breath between your legs and try to press backwards toward me, but I move over to the other cheek and kiss my way down the inside of your thigh to the welt of the other stocking. You sigh and giggle around my cock as I tease you. I move back up to the juncture of your legs and this time bring my lips to kiss the lips I find there…you moan softly as I touch your heated centre.

I suck your escort atakent nether lips one by one into my mouth. I know how much you like the feel of this when I do it…I know how it makes your growl and shiver in lust. I take you lips back into my mouth but his time I use my teeth on your lips, pulling them and scrapping them. I know you are close because your hips are moving faster and faster as I tease you.

Finally, I take you clit into my mouth and suck on it. I feel you shudder and shake and know that you are very close to cumming. I flick my tongue over your clit and feel your ass begin to rise and I know you are ready. I take you clit back into my mouth and suck on it hard are you explode into my mouth. I love the feel of you when you are cumming, how you shake and shiver, how you move to keep yourself touching me intimately on your sex, yet try to pull away from me because it is so sensitive.

I feel myself beginning to come close. Once again I warn you and ask if you want me there or elsewhere? You groan but move yourself off of me and swing to sit over me placing your hot sex against my cock. It is wet from your mouth, but soon it is wet and much more slippery from your sex.

I enjoy the feel of you rubbing yourself against me as you move back and forth on top of me. You reach down to kiss me and as you do so the angle to your sex changes and the head of my penis slips inside. I groan into your mouth and push with my hips sending my manhood deeper into you until I hear a whimper coming from you as it reaches as far as it can.

Since you are on top of me, you set the pace for the both of us. You move to suit yourself as roll and bounce gently on top of me. My body is getting more and more excited as you move towards another orgasm. My body is racing to catch up to yours but all to soon you cum again and collapse on top of me. It is too late for me to catch up to you but I don’t mind.

I sit up with you pulling you into my embrace and giving you tender kisses as your body comes down from it’s high. Your legs are cramped beneath you in this position so you move them behind me. We are sitting together with my hardness still inside you as we kiss gently. Your body is still moving and soon begins to build toward another release of pleasure.

I hug you tightly to me as you move against me, urging yourself toward your newest release. You kiss me hungrily as your body moves faster and faster. Soon enough you clench tightly against me and moan into my mouth as you cum hard. I hug you throughout your orgasm as your sex squeezes my cock strongly. I am so close to cumming but once again your orgasm subsides before I achieve my needed release.

I lay you down on your back and move between your legs. I tell you I have to cum now and am going to fuck you for me…you tell me you are ready for me…

I move into you easily as you are still open from your last orgasm. I lean down and kiss your nipples, taking first one then the other into my mouth. I move up to kiss you gently as my movements become stronger and harder.

I move my arms under your knees and push them back, giving me more access to you. Soon my thrusts begin to achieve their desired affect as I feel my balls tighten. My hips are slapping forcefully against you as I pump myself in and out of you with stronger and stronger thrusts. The loud sound of our flesh slapping together reverberates off the walls of the bedroom.

I feel the tension mounting in my nuts as I move closer and closer to my release. I ask you if you are ready and you tell me you are and I tell you that I will come soon. I thrust for a couple of more minutes until I feel myself tipping over the edge. With a deep groan I tell you I’m cumming and let go inside of you.

My orgasm is strong. I feel myself shoot several loads of cum into you. My orgasm leaves me weak but I keep myself up on my hands and knees to kiss you once more. I roll over on my side and take you with me, my hand rubbing you back gently as we quietly kiss.

You reach down to feel me and discover that I am already starting to get hard again. You laugh and tell me that you are not quite ready for round two but your kisses are getting hotter every time you touch my lips…round two is not too far away…

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I never expected it to happen. I had visited the in-law’s home to drop off some wood for my father in law, but he wasn’t in. However, my mother-in-law was.

I took the wood around the back, and when I had finished, she invited me in for a drink.

While the kettle was boiling, I noticed that she was still in her T-shirt that she wears in bed. She had a bathrobe on, and this T-shirt but that was all. As I sat down, she sat opposite me, and started asking how my day was going. As it turned out, my day had finished earlier than I had planned by the fact that the offices had suffered floods, and we had all been given the day off. My mother in law had invited the wife and I over for a meal that evening, but said that we could turn up anytime, as she would be in all day. My wife was still at work, and would escort tesettürlü be for another 5-6 hours. It was while I was thinking about this, that my mother in law noticed that I had gotten my shirt dirty.

“Do you want a fresh one?” she asked. I replied that I preferred not to borrow shirts, as I tended to forget to return them. “In that case”, she said, “let me wash it for you,” and she started to undo the buttons on the front of my shirt. As she did so, I looked into her eyes, and noticed that she was looking back into mine.. a deeper emotion was there, and I couldn’t work it out. Finally she removed the shirt, and took it from me and put it into the washing machine. Now I was topless. She turned around and smiled in a way that I must admit started istanbul escort girls to turn me on. She then commented on how hot it was, and started to remove her bathrobe.

It was then that I noticed her figure for the first time. 36D and a figure to long for. As it was a night dress, she wore not bra, but her breasts seemed firm enough to hold their own. Her nipples, I noticed were starting to protrude through the top, and something stirred in the depths of my lap. She looked at me, while I tried to adjust my sitting position, and as I struggled to hide the evident growth, and smiled again. She then took me by complete surprise.

As she sat there, she slowly, and methodically opened her legs. This made matters worse for me, because it was then that I noticed escort özbek that she wore nothing underneath her night attire. My cock was now at full alert, but I was still stuck as to how to approach this. Here was my mother-in-law trying to seduce me, and here I was getting caught in the seduction.

She looked at me, smiled again, and asked if I liked the view from where I was sitting. I just squeaked a reply, and kept looking at her shaven pussy. Next she got up and walked over. Kneeling in front of me, she started to undo my trousers. As she did this, she slowly licked her lips, and caressed her nipples.

When she removed my underwear, she released my hard cock into the open. She took one look, stood up, and sat down on it, slamming her body onto it’s length.

As I caressed her breasts through her T-shirt, she gyrated and continually slammed her body on my cock. I could feel the wave of emotion building up inside of me. Before I knew it, I was ready to explode.

She smiled at me, once more, and made a huge effort to make me cum. Without appreciating what we were doing, I planted the seed that made my sister- in – law.

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It’s a really nice day outside, I thought, as I gazed out of the third floor window, and here I am stuck at school. As if that wasn’t bad enough, I was in English.

“Sam!”

“Yeah, Miss?” I turned back around to find my English teacher, Miss Evans, staring at me from her desk. She was 23, and had only been working at the school since the start of the year. I was 18 years old.

She wasn’t too tall, probably just over 5 foot, but she was so hot. She had a cute roundish face, wore glasses, and always had her long blonde hair in a ponytail. I guess it made her look even younger than she was.

“Have you finished reading chapter one already?”

“No, I..”

“Every lesson it’s the same thing,” She was getting up from her desk now and striding over towards me. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the odd person daring to turn their head in my direction. Miss Evans was beginning to go red in the face “And every lesson we end up having the same argument. I’ve had enough of it, Sam. I want you in here after school!”

“You’re giving me detention!?” She didn’t reply. She just escort güngören span round and walked back to her desk. Anger was bubbling up inside me. She was just picking on me, it was always the same. But as much as I hated her right then, I couldn’t help but stare at her arse as she walked away.

This usually ended up happening. No matter how pissed off I was at her, I seemed to end staring at her amazing body. My favourite were her breasts. They weren’t too big, probably B-cup. But somehow they made her seem perfect.

After another 3 hours of school, I made my way up to the third floor English room, and slowly entered. Miss Evans was sitting at her desk. It took a couple of seconds to register who it was, her hair wasn’t in it’s usual ponytail, but hanging freely. She got up and approached me.

“Glad you could finally make it,” she said, pointing at her watch.

“Sorry, Miss, I got held up by…”

“I don’t want to hear you’re excuse. If you’re not going to take this detention seriously then you can have one tomorrow bayan escort too”

“What!?” My anger bubbled over this time. “Are you crazy? You know fucking full well I’ve done nothing wrong! This whole thing’s bullshit, I’m leaving.” As I turned around to get out of the room, she grabbed my arm and pulled me back around.

“How dare you talk to me like that!” Her eyes were wide and her breathing heavy. The next thing I knew her other hand slapped me across the face. I just stood there staring at her. What the hell was she playing at? She moved closer, our faces inches apart.

“I’m going to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget.” She threw her lips onto mine. They were so soft. Her tongue thrust itself into my mouth, and all the anger I had felt seconds ago was gone, replaced by lust.

She broke away, and stepped back. I was expecting her to tell me how big a mistake the kiss was, to tell me to leave; but she simply gave me a sexy grin, then removed her top and her bra.

I was now able to see the true beauty of her boobs. Her nipples were standing up. I escort güneşli reached out and pulled her back towards me, kissing her for a second time. This time, she began taking my clothes off, then the rest of hers.

“Fuck me, Sam.” The tone of her voice was no longer commanding, but longing. I pushed her backwards, onto her desk. She grabbed my already hard cock and pulled it towards her pussy. The head of my dick was just touching her. She was so wet!

I couldn’t wait any longer, I needed to see how she felt. I pushed my cock inside her pussy. She was so tight.

“Oooh, Sam!” I began pumping in and out. Faster and faster, deeper and deeper, until her moans echoed around the room.

“I’m going to cum, Sam!” I had only just registered what she’d said, when I felt her pussy clamp down hard on my cock. Her body was shaking uncontrollably.

“I want you’re hot cum inside of me, Sam.” Her voice was shaky, her body still quivering. I couldn’t hold out any longer, and I pumped my cock in her for the last time, the feeling in my balls exploded. I could feel the cum shooting into her wet pussy over and over.

I pulled out and sat on the desk beside her.

“Fucking hell, Miss, that was amazing”

“Yes,” she replied, “but look at the mess you’ve made on my desk.” She pointed to the cum dripping out of her pussy. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to give you a weeks worth of detentions…”

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This story has a bit of truth to it, but it did not quite happen the way I tell it below, but I can always wish, right? None of the names are true and this is totally fiction. Thanks Sunny for your suggestions!

*****

Retirement wasn’t all it was cracked up to be! I really began to miss the day-to-day events of going to the office and inter-acting with my colleagues. A friend needed some help at the school where she taught English. The money wasn’t great, but it was better than sitting on my ass at home. I began teaching a group of students that were preparing to enter universities in the states. They need to pass an English exam and needed to improve their language skills before enrolling. Additionally, wives of some of the foreign executives would enroll so it was an interesting mix of students.

After the first couple of weeks of teaching a class of teens more interested in learning about American teen-age culture, I was surprised when the director brought a lady to sit in on my class. Asrar was a beautiful Arab MILF, the wife of a diplomat. After sitting in for a day she signed up for my class.

Asrar, I learned later that her name meant secret in Arabic, always dressed very stylish. Always, in western style clothes, always the top of the rack from the best ladies stores in town. She only wore the hajib scarf over her hair and wrapped it stylishly around her neck. Only her beautiful face was exposed to the outside world. When she joined my class it was winter and she normally wore a loose sweater and wool slacks, expensive suede slip-on flats with expensive jewelry around her neck and wrists.

As a student she was the best; always on time, homework ready, and attentive in class. I learned her husband was assigned to the consul and traveled a lot for his position. She had five children the oldest, a son was a freshman in college… already the typical American.

As time went on, other opportunities popped up and I decided to take another position. I announced that I was leaving to the class, giving the students a little time to get use to the idea of a new teacher and for me to finish the term. On my last day, as the other students left the room, I noticed Asrar, was lagging escort mahmutbey back, putting her books away and fumbling with her bag. I walked out of the room and came back thinking the room would be empty. Shutting the door behind me so I could make a phone call, I realized I was not alone.

Asrar was still sitting at her desk, but she had removed the hajib, a most unusual move for an Arab lady of her age. Her hair was flowing free over her shoulders.

“How did she keep all that hair wrapped up,” I thought not knowing what to say. Her hair was thick and black with a slight curl as it cascaded over her shoulder. I sat the phone down and walked to the back of the room. Asrar stood, she appeared taller than normal, but then I noticed she was wearing western pumps and a flowing skirt. As she stepped from the desk her skirt swished as she moved towards me with her hands outstretched, I took them as we embraced. The Arab mix of spices and perfume spread as I held her closer and tighter, not knowing what was going to happen next.

“I am going to miss you as my professor! It was the highlight of my day.”

My god, I never saw this coming! I could feel her breast pressing against my chest while she looked up at me with her wide almond eyes. She looked down and in a low voice, said “I know this is wrong, I have exposed myself to you. But I had to let you know that I considered you to be in my family and I could wear clothes like I would around my family.

“Asrar, I don’t know what to say…”

She pushed her face towards mine and with her lips open she pressed her lips to mine. It was only a few kisses when I felt her tongue probing, pushing deep into my mouth, and finally we were kissing like two teen-agers behind the football stadium. I didn’t know what was next but at this point I really didn’t care! Her arms wrapped around me and mine around her. I felt her hands on me like I would have never imagined and I let my right hand drop to her perfectly shaped bottom and felt her firm ass thru the silk of her skirt.

I think westerners often fantasize what is under the full burka that is worn by some Muslim women but, today eskort I was wondering what was under her stylish skirt, because my hands instinctively noticed the line of a garter belt and French cut panties under the light material.

She stepped back and looked at me then down at the toe of her shoes, “I would hope you could join me for lunch, would you follow me over to the Hilton?” Of course but, Asrar, you don’t have to do this.” Turning her head to the side, “But if I want to?” I smiled back at her. She put her hair back into a bun, rewrapped the hajib and we left the room for the last time. No one knew we had just kissed and felt each other like teenagers.

The school was in a somewhat exclusive high end business district, so I followed closely behind her black Mercedes and slid into a parking place across the row from her car. Walking into the hotel as friends, no one would have thought we had just been making out in my classroom.

Inside the lobby, I started towards the dining room when she whispered, “I can’t be seen eating in public with you, and I have a suite where we will eat.”

Stepping onto the elevator I felt her hand take mine and her body inch closer to me, looking down into her eyes I thought I saw heaven.

Once the door closed behind us, the hajib came off again, her hair was free and she became the sex kitten that kissed me in the classroom.

“Professor, please be mine today…” With that I noticed there wasn’t any food on the table and she began tugging me towards the bed room door.

Walking into the bedroom our arms wrapped around each other, Asrar fell back onto the bed and I fell with her. My hands went to the hem of her skirt and I pulled it up as he worked the side zipper exposing the olive skin of her bare thighs, between the high cut panties and the top of her tan stockings. Asrar, took the blouse off while I removed my trousers and shirt and in mere minutes we were laying on the bed, nude except for her erotic lingerie.

Kissing her cheeks I went down the softness of her face and neck and used my tongue between the cleavages of her breast again being overcome by the erotic scent of her perfume. Releasing her breast escort sultangazi with the front clasp of her matching bra, Asrar’s breast with their aroused nipples were free for my lips. Sucking one and then the other before I felt her push me back on to the bed.

Not struggling, my new lover went down my body until she was holding my cock in her hands, running her tongue up and down its length… stopping to kiss its girth every few inches until the precum started forming on the end of my cock and then she licked it away.

Asrar, took my cock into her hands and massaged it while her lips smeared her red lipstick over the head of my cock. With each passing minute, Asrar took more and more of my cock into her mouth until she had swallowed it all and was massaging my balls in her soft hands.

It didn’t take long before the cum began building in my cock and Asrar swung her legs over me and took my cock deep into her pussy. Settling down with all of my cock in her she began to sway back and forth until our hips began moving in together and her breast swung in the air in front of my face.

My god what are you doing to me, she screamed!

My hands had been on her ass and with her scream I reared back and swatted her tender ass with my open palm, getting her to scream again but loader!

“Kiss me baby!” I yelled, wanting her to bend forward so I could suck her luscious breasts. Biting at her nipples as they swayed in front of me. I wanted to cum in her pussy and it was beginning to build in my balls and move thru my cock. Asrar, started talking to me telling me she wanted me to cum in her now, how she wanted my seed in her pussy, and I couldn’t hold back! My cum shot into her pussy at the top of a stroke, she dropped back down, engulfing my cock as she dropped to catch her breath and rested squatting over my cock.

Asrar stretched out next to me after she slowly moved off my cock and for a minute she took my cock in her mouth and cleaned both of our cum from my throbbing rod.

Looking at her, kissing her face, I moved to do the same to her and licked the lips of her pussy as I cleaned the last drop of cum from her love canal.

She snuggled up again and kissed my face making me want to fuck her again … but a knock on the door interrupted us making love again. Asrar had preordered food and champagne it had arrived. It looked like she had come to play for more than an afternoon quickie. I would have to wait and find out.

What do you think happened after lunch?

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After a decadent weekend of mostly eating chocolate and making love, my friend had to return to Perth last night and I have to go to work today.

It’s been one of those days…I just knew I should of ducked down under that doona and totally forgotten about coming to work today.

I think I’m suffering from Mondayitis and to make things worse, there’s hardly anyone at the office today.

You see tomorrow’s a public holiday so most people took a four day weekend. It’s pretty much just me on reception taking messages.

I sit here day dreaming about the lovemaking we shared over the weekend, and that jar of chocolate paint she bought me for Easter.

Gosh, you know, I simply lost count of how many times we came over the weekend. Mmmm, smiling to myself, I do know that she made me cum in every room my apartment. On the floor, the sofa, the kitchen bench top, in the bath. Everywhere. Even on the washing machine.

The phone rings and my mind comes back to work. But work isn’t where I want to be today.

I take a message. I click onto Literotica and read a couple of stories. As I’m reading I answer a couple of calls.

Reading and thinking about the things we did on the weekend makes my pussie tingle. I pull up my skirt and pull my panties aside. My fingers go to work with the sweet juices already forming on my lips.

But, I’m not thinking of her anymore. I’m thinking of my boyfriend who’s been away for a month.

He’ll be returning escort türbanlı to my apartment today while I’m at work.

As my fingers play with my clit, I’m imagining how his tongue will feel on this very spot tonight. I moan softly thinking that tonight, I’ll be able to make the fantasy that’s been in my head for weeks come to life.

I moan again thinking how he’ll make me cum with his tongue. Mmmm, for sure, better than I’m about to cum now.

Just then, the phone rings again. It’s my boss. I’m panting a little. He asks if I’m ok. Says I sound funny. I tell him everything is fine and no, we are not busy at all. He thanks me for coming in and tells me to turn on the answering machine and take the rest of the day off.

I hang up, turn on the answering machine, flick the switch so the lift won’t open on this floor and totally make myself cum. Just as I’m pulling myself together and catching my breath, the other two people that were in come out and say the boss called them and said they could go home.

I go to the bathroom, remove my panties and put them in my bag.

My pussie, shaved by my girlfriend, feels so smooth and alive today and I want to be able to touch and taste her as I drive home.

I call my apartment and he answers. Oh goody, he’s home already.

I hear the jets of the spa in the background as he drawls about it being a long flight and needing to relax and unwind. Hmmm….the escorts istanbul spa. Perfect. That’s exactly where my fantasy begins.

Please, let me share my fantasy with you as I drive home to fulfil it.

I’ve fantasized about this moment for so long…..of stripping off slowly as you watch me, raising my leg and stepping into the tub, giving you a stunning view of my totally bare pussie.

Of sitting on your lap and kissing you deeply, hungrily, passionately as you fondle my breasts and tug at my nipples.

Of fondling your hard cock. Of getting him to rock hard.

Of you sitting on the edge of the tub with me on my knees in that hot, bubbly water.

Of my hand being wrapped around your hard cock, while the other fondles your balls, as I lean forward and take my first lick.

Of licking you up and down, just like a lollipop.

Licking around your smooth head, down along the full, thick length of your cock right down to your balls. Hot, heavy with fullness of that tasty creamy stuff I can’t wait to taste and back up along that sexy shaft.

Right now this dream feels so real.I’m so excited. Feeling my pussie, and let me tell you, she’s tingling at the thought of taking your cock into my mouth.

My tongue swirls around the head and I suck you in.

I hear you moan and I suck a little harder.

I hear you moaning again, whispering my name.

I feel your hands on my head, your escort olgun fingers in my hair. Your hips buck up pushing your cock further into my mouth as I suckle on him. I look down at my body, my nipples hard with excitement.

My hand slides from your balls, moving towards my smooth mound down to my tingling clit.

Mmmmm, I slide a finger inside my pussie as my tongue swirls around your cock, all while I’m looking up into your eyes.

How does it feel now that you’ve got me, a sexy naked woman tucked in between your thighs, your fingers tucked into my hair, your cock buried in my mouth as I look up into your eyes and grin before we both let loose and lose control?

Me making love to that cock I adore with my mouth and tongue, just waiting to feel you spurt your creamy passion into my mouth.

You bucking your hips, caressing my head as you fuck my sexy, wild mouth. Moaning, calling my name as I fondle your balls and continually suck all of you in, loving every moment of it.

And then I feel the first spurt as you call out my name, then another as you moan, another as your body begins to shudder, and another as I swallow it all.

Your hands loosen their grip on my hair.

Another spurt as your body continues to shudder in shock and pleasure from the power of this orgasm I have just bought out in you.

You caress my head, my shoulders as your cock slides from my mouth and you slide back down into the hot tub, taking me into your arms.

Once again, I am on your lap as you try to regain your breath.

Kissing my eyes, my nose, my lips.

Licking up that drop of your cream I missed a few seconds ago as I licked my lips and your hand slides in between my thighs.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmm. What do you think? Want to share in my fantasy?

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Holly had interested me for quite a while.

Although I was nearly twice her age, I would see her each day at the site I was working and had struck up a nice, chatty relationship with her. What attracted me to her straight away was her size. She was tiny!

Everything was in the right proportion. She was a gorgeous creature in every way; a feminine, womanly figure but everything was just small. Holly stood about four foot eleven with long raven hair and was petite. She confided to me that she was twenty four years old, but she looked much younger due to her diminutive build.

She had the tiniest of hands and feet, really pretty freckled face with big blue eyes and a tendency to blush easily. I made sure to take advantage of this latter trait as often as possible by shooting her compliments or teasing her.

She was always dressed in jeans and a pair of Converse style shoes (from the kids’ section, she told me!) and often wore a fleece top, as she worked in the packing area.

Often, her hair was in a ponytail, which gave her a real girlish look. What had started to please me most was that she was now making a point of seeking me out at every opportunity to talk small talk and to chat with. I had told her from the off just how cute I thought she was and she just blushed and thanked me with a smile. Since then, she had made it clear that she was more than happy with the attention I was giving her and I came to realise that she was attracted to me too.

I had been waiting for the chance to make a move and happened to bump into Holly in a quiet spot at her workplace and just felt compelled to say something forward to her.

“Holly, there are days that you look so cute I could eat you!”

I was rewarded with the usual blush and a shy smile and she just looked me straight in the eye. I returned the smile and tracing a finger to push her hair from her face to behind her ear. Looking at her solidly in the eyes I found myself follow up with;

“…and there’s one particular place I would dearly love to start!”

Holly turned bright red but smiled broadly and gave out a nervous giggle.

“Sounds good to me!” she blurted out nervously.

Wow! I’d got the response to me I had fantasised about for ages. I placed my index finger under her chin and gazed down at her intently.

“Well, why don’t we make it happen?” I asked gently.

“I’m off next Monday” she responded flatly, “I’ll give you my address and you could pop round and see me.”

“Try and stop me!” I blurted out with a smile.

“How does midday sound?” I offered.

“Perfect!” she announced. “Wait here and I’ll get you my address.”

She almost skipped away and within a couple of minutes she was back, handing me a slip of paper with her address and mobile ‘phone number.

“Just text me before you arrive to make sure it’s still OK” she said, and went on her way with a smile.

I made sure to drive past her address prior to the Monday to familiarise myself and I was excited and aroused in anticipation of our meeting. I noted that she lived escort bayrampaşa in a large house that was split into individual apartments.

The weekend crawled by and Monday arrived. At a quarter to twelve, I was parked around the corner from her house and sent a text as promised.

“Hi gorgeous. Ready for the big bad wolf to eat you all up?”

I waited a couple of minutes and my ‘phone buzzed. “Come on over. Little Red Riding Hood. Lol”

I left my car safely parked round the corner and walked to her door. Pressing her buzzer, I heard footsteps on a timber stair and the door opened to reveal a smiling Holly, dressed in jeans and a short red smock dress over the top, barefoot and, as I immediately noted, bra-less… Her feet were just amazingly pretty and petite. She had lovely chubby little toes and they were painted red and nicely manicured, as were her fingers.

She took my hand and just said “Come on in!”

I was almost bodily dragged upstairs to her apartment and she closed and bolted her door behind me.

Her home consisted of a large room with a large sofa and armchair, a TV and a small kitchenette area with worktop separating it from the lounge. A door off the lounge area which was open, led to the bedroom and I could see that this was fairly small and almost filled with a double bed placed across a window.

We stood in the lounge alongside the sofa both wondering what the next move was to be.

“You know Holly…” I stated flatly. “I’ve been wanting to get you alone for a long time.”

She smiled shyly and looked at me.

“Me too!”

I put my arms around her waist and she raised her arms onto my shoulders, looking up at me and I kissed her long and gently on her full pouting lips.

We hugged in silence, both taking in the moment. I felt her tiny breasts on my stomach as my hands slipped under her top and enclosed her tiny naked waist. I withdrew and kissed her deeply and she responded passionately.

After a short while of kissing and holding each other, I whispered in her ear.

“And now for the main course…”

I dropped to my knees and raised her smock dress to kiss her soft, warm belly, whilst my hands cupped and stroked her beautiful little bottom. Her hands were on my hair, stroking my head as I delved and licked into her belly button and allowed my hands to trace up her flanks under her smock top to her naked back. She felt incredibly

soft yet firm to the touch and I noted her wonderfully feminine curves.

I let one hand drop to the belt of her jeans and unbuttoned them, lowering the zipper slowly as she wriggled her hips side to side. I immediately pulled down her jeans to her ankles and she stepped out of them, one foot at a time whilst I was still hungrily feasting on her tummy button. I stroked my hands up the backs of her pretty legs and sat back to gaze at her mound through a pair of red lace panties. You could clearly see the valley of her pussy through her panties and she had a wonderful puffy mound which eskort protruded rudely there between her soft, smooth thighs.

I could smell her sweet, musky scent and could almost feel the heat radiating from between her legs on my face. I looked up at her face, looking down at me, as she moved her hands to the sides of my head and stroked the side of my hair, smiling.

I lifted her dress upwards as she raised her arms and raised myself up on my knees whilst lifting the dress up and off, my face a matter of inches from a pair of absolutely perfect, small, pert breasts.

Her nipples were quite substantial and were surrounded by the pinkest, smoothest areola I think I have ever seen. I cupped her pert little breasts gently in my hands and licked and suckled the nipples.

Holly cooed loudly “Oooooh!”

As I gently and lovingly licked and kissed her breasts, I hooked my index fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them straight down to her ankles.

Whilst she stepped out of them, I placed my hands on her buttocks and stroked them. I sat back again and gently placed my hands on her hips and looked at her pussy. She was shaved, apart from a small, black strip running upward from her fleshy mound and her pussy was a very smooth pale pink with swollen and pink outer lips; no sign whatsoever of her inner labia.

I reached my face in and delved my tongue to lick along the crack of her womanhood vertically, delving hard at the top to seek out her clitoris, which made Holly gasp. One hand was now on the back of my head and her fingers were grasping my hair pulling me onto her. I gently pushed her back onto the sofa and she half sat, half lay back on the large cushions and watched me intently as I pushed her legs apart and gazed longingly at her exposed cunt.

She was looking straight down at me and I looked her straight in the eyes as I moved my mouth onto her and licked along her inner lips, delving into her wetness. (Wow! She was absolutely saturated

with sweet, slippery juices!) I pushed her knees wide apart as she raised them upward alongside her breasts and placed her hands over her ankles to expose herself for my invasion.

I licked and sucked at her labia and then sought out her clitoris, which was by now sticking out rudely and very swollen. Holly was making small gasping and sighing noises as I worked on her.

I lapped at her pussy for all I was worth and inserted my middle finger, palm upwards, into her perfect, tight little cunt and rubbed her G-Spot as I finger fucked her and licked round and round her clitoris. By now, her knees had started jerking upwards from each push of my finger and my cock was straining at the front of my jeans. I just had to fuck this wonderful little woman!

I inserted my index finger alongside the middle finger and could feel the tightness of her cunt muscles squeezing against me as I fingered and licked her for as long as it took to achieve a noisy orgasm…

I could bear it no longer and gathered her naked body up in my arms and carried her to escort gaziosmanpaşa the bedroom. She had her arms around my neck and was kissing my face and mouth as I gently placed her on the bed and frantically unbuttoned my shirt. She leaned forward and grabbed at my belt buckle and almost

tore my belt and waistline of my jeans open.

I threw off my shirt and pulled down my jeans and briefs all in one, pulling each leg off with each sock as I went. My cock was rigid and sticking upwards and Holly gazed at it with wide blue eyes

as I stood upright. She sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed the shaft of my cock and squeezed it.

“Wow. Nice!” Holly exclaimed.

Reaching across to the top drawer of her bedside cabinet, Holly retrieved a condom, tore open the packet and skilfully rolled it down over my erection, taking a moment to stroke me along my length as she gazed at the swollen rudeness of my manhood in front of her face.

I pushed her gently back and climbed onto her as she shuffled to lay on the bed, kissing her full on the lips. Her arms were under mine and around my upper back as I positioned the head of my swollen and by now, throbbing cock, at her wet opening. Her fingers were grabbing at my flesh and she looked down between us at my cock, which was about to impale her. In one movement, I pushed gently and the head of my cock pressed into her. She was wonderfully wet and incredibly tight, but I pushed my hips forward and my cock just seemed to glide into her half way.

Holly gasped as I raised myself up onto my elbows and kissed her neck. I made a conscious effort to pull out of her slightly, then pressed my swollen and stiff erection in again slowly, but deeper.

Holly emitted a sort of pleading noise; “Mmmmm?”

I couldn’t help but keep pushing myself into her and she took it all the way to the hilt. I could feel her cervix against the underside of my cock as I pushed myself deep into her, strongly and roughly. I was now at the point of no return and started fucking her deep and hard as she bucked beneath me in perfect rhythm.

I couldn’t seem to stop myself. I unconsciously uttered “Yes! Yes! Yes!” with each thrust.

Holly was gasping “Ah! Ah! Ah!” in unison as we fucked each other frantically.

After what seemed like an age, I felt myself welling and knew I couldn’t hold on any longer when Holly suddenly loudly reached orgasm. She grabbed me so tightly and wrapped her legs round the backs of my thighs that she was no longer permitting me to move in and out of her, but I was buried deep inside of her as she shook and twitched in a full body orgasm, clinging to me like a limpet.

I could feel her cunt clenching onto my cock and this pushed me over the edge, joining her in a

loud, but exquisite release. I exploded inside her and kissed her hungry mouth desperately as we both collapsed flat onto the bed and lay there panting, kissing and cuddling for what seemed an eternity.

After a short respite, we shifted to lay on our sides, her arms inside my arms which were wrapped around her, her hands stroking the hairs of my chest as we kissed, giggling and hugging.

She was everything I had fantasised that she would be and we spent the next couple of hours together on her bed. Much more happened during those hours to recount that was wonderful and memorable.

But then, that’s another story…

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Hello my name is Tom. I am from Germany and I have to say I am just 20 years old and so my English is not so good. Unfortunately I’m still a virgin, but I’m so horny that I can’t keep I have to talk about it.So this story is just an imagination how I would like too loose my virginity (including some fetish).

I have got a very sexy girl in my class and she is 20 years old too. She just looks perfect. I have never seen such a beautiful girl before. I love till the first day at school when I saw her. She has got a perfect ass everybody in school looks at it. She is very slim but not too slim either athletic.She has got a little scar at her stomach. Her breast are rather small but if they would be bigger it wouldn’t look better. Her nipples are wonderful totally round and they have got a very nice colour: dark brown.(I just saw her nipples thruogh her top when haven’worn a bra) She is 165cm tall has wonderful long blond hair, deep blue eyes and her smile charms everybody. She has got a very nice shaved bald pussy, I saw when she sit down and wore a skirt then I saw her very sexy panty->red and you could see through it! That was a year ago and today she wears even a string! 🙂 So I hope that you can understand me why I wanna fuck, especially her! I masturbate even 14 times a day but it is no more enough. I would fuck every body even older woman thats why I like incest storys with mom and son because they subscribe very well how the young sons lose their virginity.

A week ago we went on a 3 day trip with the class to the mountains. The hold way up the mountain to our cottage i walked behind her to see her escort yenibosna perfect as moving from left to the right and back again. On our trip she fell on her knee, of course I helped her up. She said thanks and blow a kiss.That was the fist time I thought she is noticing me too But wasn’t allowed to go walking the next days. My chance! The second day our class went on a 6 hour trip up the mountain and I pretended to be ill ;-)! I was allowed to aty there just me AND Patti. The class left and I went up to her room immediatly. I knocked at the door and she said: The door is open! I sit next to her and she lay in her bed. I asked what we should do the next hours untill the class will arrive. She raised and said we can do what u want. She putt her blanket away and I could see that she is only wearing a T-Shirt and unerwear. Of course I just wanted to fuck her in her tight pussy but as a gentleman I just said that we do what u want. We can play poker or something else. I said Ok. I will fetch the cards. She said just a moment I have to go on the toilet. This was my cue because I’m a pee fetish. I couldn’t hold it back and i said just do it here in your pantys, right here right now! I couldn’t believe what I said I get up and wanted to leave because I knowed she would be angry with me. But wait! WOW! I couldn’t believe my ears she said ok why not.

She stood in front of me and started to pee. Very slowly the golden shower started to trickle down at the ground.I was shocked and I didn’t know what to do. I asked her if I may touch her her panty. She said bayan escort just if I am allowed to put down my T-Shirt. I said of course but just when I’m allowed to put down my clothes. In just 30s I stod there only with my boxer and she in her underwear. My cock was rock hard, harder then ever before, the perfect girl I ever dreamed about is standing in front of me just covered in underwear which she is going to put down next time I hope. I think she was very errected too. She looked at my dick which got bigger and bigger. Her nipples stood hardly errected, I even could it see through her bra. So touched her wet panty and it was warm. I rubbed up and down her panty and she liked it I even could feel her hard clit. I didn’t what was wet her juice or the pee.

Then she said Ok sorry I think it is enough now I think it’s wrong. I said please but she just turned away. I get off my boxer and put my hand on my dick and jerked off. She looked at me and said that I should stop it. I didn’t listen I just went on. She got down on her knees put my hand away and did me a handjob. It was great her hands are so soft and she did it really good even better than I thought and I thought that that would be the best feeling I ever will have. I asked her if she would do me a blowjob. She said no even that was too much. I shouted softly at her please suck it! She did! she moved her beautiful mouth to my dick opened it and sucked fist just the head and down to the rest. It felt great, the best feeling I ever had. I think she liked it too she did it quite long. Then I couldn’t hold it back I grabbed at escort kayaşehir her tits. Oh they felt so good: soft, firm and her nipples were so hard, nearly hard as my cock. I opened her bra and throw it away. Her breasts looked as I ever could imagine. Then suddenly without asking I shot all my cum in her mouth. It doesn’t stop gallons after gallons and she sucked she sucked and sucked until my dick was nearly dry.She aked my if it was good. I just could answer that it was perfect.

Now I will do the same for you I said I leaned her back and pulled down her panty. Her pussy was tighter than I thouht! It was shaved and her clit was rock hard. I put my tongue as deep as I could, she moanded very loud. She shouted more more deeper deeper and i put my finger in her pussy. First one, then the second and she didn’t notice that my hold hand was in her vagina. It was very wet in her cunt. I could feel her juice trickle down my hand. Now she also had her orgasm.But I wasn’t satisfied. I wanted more I wanted Fuck her.

My cock was rock hard and asked her to fuck me now. She said absolutly no it’s not right! I said please just a little bit. After a minute she said Ok But just a little bit so I put my prick in her cunt just the head of my cock but it was great! I said please just a little bit more. She said OH JEAHH PLEASE! Then I fucked her very hard, as deep as I could. It felt great! She was also very satisfied! More more she wanted more and deeper. She and I fucked godlike. We got 4 or 5 orgasm one after other.

She said that I was great and I could only reply that she was GODLIKE! It was the best day ever. Then I looked out of the window and it was dark I know that the class will soon be here so we got on our clothes and couldn’t fuck again this day. But the third day we did it again again and again!

Thank you for reading my story. I would be fortunate if you would send me an E-Mail and say how you liked it.

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At that point, I should have gotten back in my car and driven away. Instead, I followed him inside and slipped off my coat, hanging it on the familiar row of hooks behind the door. I was surprised to see that a worn sweater of mine still hung there.

The interior of the trailer was tidy and newly furnished. Decorations and touches of color had been added. It looked neat, comfortable, and inviting. I sat on the new couch, which was good quality and very comfortable.

“Where’s Cheryl?” I persisted.

Mike rummaged in the refrigerator and brought out two cans of beer. “She’s gone. She tried to trap me into marrying her.”

“Trap you?”

“She quit taking her birth control and didn’t tell me. She made me fuck her until she was pregnant. She thought she’d trap me into marrying her.”

“She made you have sex with her?” I would have said ‘fuck’ a year ago, but I no longer felt comfortable talking that way around Mike. “You always wanted to have your…I mean, you know what you always wanted.”

“Oh, I remember. I remember real well. But she wasn’t any good at it.” He handed me a can of beer and took a long swallow of his own. “She complained and choked all the time–“

“I don’t really want to hear it,” I said.

“Fucking was the only thing she knew how to do.”

“So she got pregnant and you kicked her out.”

“Her parents took her in. They said they never would, but they’re her parents, right? Now I’m on my own. In a month, I’m off to basic training, but there’ll be no one at home waiting for me.”

“Why did you fix up the trailer if you’re going away soon?”

“I hoped I could talk you into coming back and living here. You know, when it was good, we had it really good. It can be that way again.”

I didn’t remember it being good. Perhaps for the two or three months after we were married. After that, it was a pervasive sense of entrapment and sometimes terror. Not to mention escort başakşehir a daily mouthful of Mike’s jizz.

“Mike, I’ve got to go.”

I moved to get up, but he went to his knees in front of me so I couldn’t help but look into those brilliant eyes. But their challenging gaze had been replaced by a shadow of fear. I remembered how I sometimes loved the hold he had over me, even when the results were tearful and even painful, I remembered how strong he was and how he once dominated my every action.

“RoseAnn, I want to win you back. But I’m going away and I might be killed. I might end up like Don Whitten. Will you give me something just one more time?”

“I…I…don’t know.” I hated myself for weakening. This wasn’t fair to Craig, and it wasn’t fair to myself. But Mike’s eyes made it impossible to refuse him outright, or even to look away. “What do you want?”

“Anything. But what I really need is what you were so good at. You know what I mean.”

Yes, I knew what he meant. I wanted to say no. But my mouth opened and no words came.

He clutched at my wrists. “Do you want me to spell it out? Please suck my cock, RoseAnn. That’s how you used to show you loved me. I need to remember it while I’m away. And I need someone to remember me if anything happens.”

I stood up, but he rose with me, still holding my hands. “RoseAnn, please.” He kissed me. I couldn’t help myself. I was aroused in spite of myself, and I kissed him back. He moved his hands to my shoulders and bore down gently. I sank to my knees without struggling.

He sobbed, “I think about you all the time.”

I tried to stand up again, but he wound his hands in my hair and pulled my face against his crotch. He sobbed, loudly. He was crying! I’d never heard him cry before. I felt wetness on my face; I was crying, too. He turned my cheek against his jeans so I could istanbul escort bayanları feel his erection. “Please, RoseAnn.” It was a mournful, desperate plea.

My hands, on their own volition, came up and loosened his belt and zipper. I pulled his pants down to his knees. The tip of his cock protruded from the leg of his briefs, and I remembered how long and thick it was, and how it filled my mouth. I kissed the silken tip while I fumbled for the elastic waistband of the briefs. I pulled them down until the beautiful organ swung free, and watched in wonder as it continued to swell to full size.

“Yes, lover, that’s the way,” he whispered. His hands still clutched at my hair, but he relaxed them so I could rear my head and take his magnificent cock in my mouth. I closed my eyes and took the glans between my lips. I wanted to take it slow, making love to every inch, but he thrust hard until the tip touched the back of my throat. My lips were stretched nearly to the point of pain. The great organ throbbed like a living animal.

I was momentarily conscious of wetness between my legs, and a drop of moisture trickling down my thigh.

He groaned aloud. I opened my eyes again and saw the tangle of black hair at the root of his cock. I looked up into his eyes, their blue irises dull and glazed at this moment, as if he were in a trance. His hips began to move, to thrust. At each stroke, he touched the back of my throat. My tears flowed down to my lips and even onto his cock, and I tasted them with each stroke. From long habit, I brought my tongue into play at this point, dragging it slowly back and forth across the underside of his shaft.

“Oh my God, RoseAnn, what did I ever do to make you go away? I must have been crazy. I love you, RoseAnn. It’s been so long–uh!”

The climax of this dance of sex was still familiar to me. The tip swelled against my palate in escort eyüp the first, dry contraction. Then he grunted again, and hot fluid gushed into my throat. My reflexes were still perfect, and I swallowed in time to avoid choking, and swallowed again, and swallowed again, taking each hot jet down my throat as it was delivered.

An orgasm, not strong, but very real, shuddered through me at this most intimate moment.

Almost immediately it was over, and I became aware of where I was and what I’d done. Mike, sighing noisily, let go of my hair. I sank down and sat on the floor. His pants were piled around his feet, his underwear on top. His softening cock poked from under his shirt. He looked ridiculous. A drop of semen fell on my wrist, and I became aware of the taste of his jizz. It was easy to ignore in the frenzy of his orgasm–and mine–but afterward, it tasted like I’d rinsed my mouth with bleach.

I felt sick to my stomach. It wasn’t the semen I’d just swallowed, or its foul taste. As much as I loathed it, swallowing his come had never actually made me sick. It was the sheer tawdriness of what I’d done. It was only a small step above offering my mouth to an unwashed bum in a bus station toilet. And I’d actually had an orgasm, which sealed my humiliation.

“Oh, Jesus, RoseAnn. That was so good. I’ve missed it more than you can imagine. I love you.”

I didn’t say anything. I wanted to take a shower, even though I knew I’d still feel dirty afterward. I was going to feel dirty forever. I’d ignored my debt to Craig, which so far I’d cheerfully paid with fidelity and the domination he needed. Now I’d gone and fucked that up, too.

Without taking the time to wipe himself, Mike pulled up his pants and fastened his belt. “Was it just my imagination,” he said, “or did you come, too?”

“No, I didn’t,” I lied, without looking up. “You’re going away. I wanted to make it worth remembering, that’s all. It isn’t going to happen again, not ever.”

“But I fixed this place up for you.”

“I see that, but you and I have been over for a year now. We’re still over, and it will stay that way.” I stood up and found the can of beer, and used the last of it to wash away the taste of his jizz.

“Can I write to you from Viet Nam?”

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Michael and Joann, Early Years

Chapter 1

Tina and Lillian

Sometimes you get the best fuck from where you would least expect.

Mike meets Jo’s family and discovers her older sisters don’t like him.

*****

I am Michael, 21, 6′ 160 pounds of well proportioned muscle, topped off with sandy blonde hair parted on the left, and a perpetual 5 o’clock shadow. While going to college I had girlfriends who enjoyed being fucked by my thick, 8 inch cock. College life mandated fucking all willing females and drinking.

Then I met Joann.

Joann Ciccone is 21 years old, 5’7″ tall, and 135 pounds with curly black hair extending five inches below her shoulders. Her brown eyes are large and expressive, and dark red lipstick displays sexy lips. She has perky 36C breasts and large pink areolas, with dark nipples that stand out ¾ of an inch. Her waist is narrow accentuating her peach bottom ass. Her legs are long and well proportioned.

She turns men’s heads easily, and draws looks from women. She never lacked for companions for a girl’s night out. She loves to dance. She would sway seductively, letting her hands move freely up and down from her breasts to her luscious thighs. She loved to do the shimmy and sway her breasts. Her movements were erotic. To look in her eyes while she danced was hypnotic. She was pouty and spoiled, and was used to getting her way.

Jo had a strong Catholic background reinforced by the sisters of St Joseph’s School and her Aunt Gina, a nun. Jo had been saving her virginity for a future husband, until she met me.

We met at the home of a mutual friend the day after Christmas and by Valentine’s Day we were fucking like rabbits whenever we were together. Jo was dazzled by my “Joe College” demeanor, and finally gave in to my persistent demand for sex.

Jo lived in a large house in Montclair with two older sisters, Lillian 26, and Tina 24, a younger brother Ralph 13, and her parents, Maria 44, and Tony 48.

When I met her family I was shocked at the similar appearance of the daughters to their mother. The women were nearly the same height. Marie had an amazing chest that must have been a 40C, and was a natural blonde.

Lil, the eldest child, had at least a 38C rack and blonde hair.

Tina’s tits were a solid 36B and she had auburn red hair.

I am a breast man in case you didn’t notice.

I realized that all the women wore similar blouses; faintly see through, showing large nipples. When they turned to lead me to the living room I realized their asses were identical too, very Kardashian, covered by form fitting black stretch pants. Their asses wiggled in step with their mother.

I walked behind with her dad, Tony, who shook my hand firmly and whispered, “Like what you see?” with a broad smile nodding his head at the women. I could only reply “Yes, very much so.” We both had a hard on entering the living room.

I was introduced to an Italian meal that Marie made that was delicious. It was heavy; meal pasta followed by Ham an antipasto salad, Medaglia D’Oro espresso and café American. escort sefaköy We were joined by her aunt Gina and two of Marie’s bingo girlfriends. Sunday dinner was a big thing in the Ciccone household.

Table talk had me telling Marie and Tony about myself and my plans after college. At that time I had none. Tony was a building contractor and Marie was a part-time model for a local lingerie designer. Her pictures would appear in local advertisements with the Sunday paper.

The insert for the Sunday I visited had Marie in a red lacy bustier and bikini panties. Her hip was cocked to the side with a gap between her thighs. Her head was cocked to the opposite side with her long, blonde hair hanging down, and one hand up to her ear. It was a stunning picture and my cock responded to it. Jo’s hand was in my lap and she squeezed my cock and gave me a look that said, “Hey! That’s my mother!”

I looked at Mr. Ciccone and said the only Italian word that came to my mind: “Bellissimo.” That got a round of applause from everyone and a pinch on my cheek from Marie Ciccone.

Sunday dinners were the best and afterwards everyone played cards with the favorite games being five card stud and pinochle.

Lil and Tina did not seem to like me, and I felt a cool response in my conversations with them. Jo tried to convince me they were just being ‘big sisters’.

Jo worked in a plumbing supply business a few blocks from home in Montclair New Jersey. She was the Gal Friday to the owner and his son, and the salesmen who periodically came into the office to urge a rush delivery to a client.

Jo was the secretary and dressed the part. Her work outfit was a button down blouse, pencil skirt and high heels.

Jo was a closet exhibitionist who loved walking the office mail two blocks to the local post office rather than put it in the closer mailbox at the street. On her daily trips her ass wiggled just right resulting in loud cat calls, and beeping horns.

She beamed and said her pussy was always wet from the attention she received. She told me that one man showed her a $100 bill and asked for a date. To my disbelief she turned down the money.

I was then a junior attending Seton Hall University as a history major. My parents footed my college tuition leaving me to work part time for gas, car insurance and spending money.

Jo’s father liked me a lot and pulled strings to get me part time jobs locally. This allowed me to come to their house for dinner just about every night after class; a distance of 7 miles. I then went to work until 11:00 PM or so. I would come back to their house and fuck Jo while Tony and Marie and her siblings slept.

Jo wore skirts with no underwear and would bend over in the alcove off the living room and tell me to fuck her brains out. Jo loved getting her cunt fucked, but wanted no part of anal, or blow jobs. This irritated me a lot as I wanted to fuck all her holes. Jo put her foot down and refused. I was crushed feeling my cock wasn’t getting its proper nourishment.

One late escort bayan July night, I had just kissed and fucked Jo and was on my way out of her house to my car when I met Lil and Tina. I was startled to see them outside. They were wearing housecoats and had slippered feet. Lil asked me if I had a moment to chat with them. I followed them through the back door and up the rear staircase into a bedroom; Lil’s bedroom I found out.

“Sit down on the bed, Michael” intoned Lil as she and Tina stood expressionless in front of me with folded arms.

Tina handed me a cell phone asking, “Does this look familiar?”

I could feel the blood drain from my face as I watched a video that showed me, quite clearly, fucking Jo from behind with her skirt bunched around her waist.

“Caught!” I thought.

All I could do was look them in the eye and say, “Jo has a sexy body, and is a great fuck.”

Lillian grabbed the phone from my hand, made another selection and showed me the screen again. It was me pounding Jo on another occasion with her ass in the air and her forearm on the steps leading to the second floor.

“I just knew there was something about you the first time I saw you. We didn’t say anything fearing we’d hurt Joanie’s feelings. Is it safe to say there were other nights when you fucked our sister that we may have missed?”

I said: “I have fucked her every night, at least once, since Valentine’s Day. If we walked together down the hall she would pull her skirt up around her waist and whisper, “Fuck me.”

“Are you calling our sister a slut?” continued Tina.

“Why are there no videos of you fucking her ass, or getting a blowjob?”

“Jo doesn’t do anal, or blowjobs. She does like me eating her out.”

They look at each other and smiled, then turned back to me and Lil said: “If Jo won’t let you fuck her ass, or suck your cock, she’s a fucking idiot!”

I was stunned by the response. Then they both stepped out of their housecoats wearing red quarter shelf bras with exposed pierced nipples, and lacy red thigh-high stockings. They both had shaved pussies.

I didn’t move. I couldn’t move! They pulled me to my feet and kissed me with open mouths and tongues as they stripped me.

Tina pulled me over to the bed and lay down with her ass in the air and her head on a pillow. She reached behind with both hands and inserted two fingers with very long curved nails in her ass pulling her sphincter apart. I was on my knees behind her with the most painful erection watching as the entrance to her rear pleasure grotto grew wider. I felt the bed move as Lil knelt behind me and grabbed my cock, whispering, “It’s time to fuck your new slut, Michael.”

Lil reached to her own sopping cunt inserting fingers with two inch nails and lubricated my cock. She did this several times and held her fingers to my lips and said, “Taste me.”

I sucked and she started finger fucking my mouth. She then grabbed my cock and pushed me forward guiding me into Tina’s rear pink hole.

As I entered her ass Tina removed her escort atakent fingers and reached back to fondle my balls. Lil changed position and pulled my hind cheeks apart sticking her tongue in my ass which made my cock grow another inch.

I entered Tina easily as she shook her ass saying, “Fuck my hole with your cheating cock.”

“Oh, God! I’m cuming already!” Her body trembled like an earthquake as I kept slamming my cock into that tight hole.

I loved to feel my ball sac hit her dripping pussy. I don’t know if I fucked her for five minutes or ten minutes, but I was prepared to do it all night. Tina moaned and urged me to fuck her harder. I increased the tempo of my strokes and Tina pushed back as fast as I was humping her. Lil had one of my testicles in her mouth, and two fingers in my ass. Tina was moaning and I could feel her shaking again with orgasmic delight.

“Michael, I’m coming again!” shouted Tina as Lil’s fingernails massaged my prostate causing me to climax immediately. I’ll never forget the feeling of the gobs of semen discharging from my balls into Tina’s sweet ass.

I was spent and my cock softened and fell from her ass. As I lay on my back Lil lay beside me.

Tina sat on her sister’s face and let my semen drip down the crack of her ass into Lil’s mouth. I watched for almost five minutes until there was no more flow as Tina lowered her ass onto Lil’s pulsating tongue.

I briefly fell asleep at that point only to be awakened in what only seemed like moments later as Lil was deep throating my fast hardening cock.

Lillian has a marvelous mouth and she rammed my cock deeper in her throat than I’ve ever experienced. My vision of Lil going down on me was blocked by a cunt in my face as Tina said, “Eat me, Michael.”

I enjoy eating pussy and was delighted that Tina’s tasted like honey. I messaged her ass cheeks as I swirled my tongue in her pussy all the while aware of the awesome blowjob by Lil. When I knew I was cuming I pulled Tina off my face, wrapped my legs around Lil’s head, and pushed her head down harder with my hand as I erupted into her throat.

Lil kept swallowing and sucked my balls into her mouth as well. After what seemed like a very long time Lil stopped sucking and dug her nails into my ass cheeks as I released her from my grip.

Lil kept my cock in her mouth as she breathed in gasps and my cum ran out through her nose. She didn’t release my cock and was tapping her fingers and thumb together, which was strange.

“Pictures!” blurted out Tina who grabbed her iPhone and snapped several pictures of my cock and balls in Lil’s mouth. Finally she let my jewels plop out and sat down cross-legged between my legs with a beaming smile.

“Michael! You have a lot of cum in your balls. I couldn’t believe the number of ejaculations you had. What was it? Six? We have to video you cuming somehow.”

We then went into a group hug on the bed with lot of kissing and squeezing boobs, cocks and asses.

I got my desserts from Jo’s older sisters. Tina was all too happy to provide me with her luscious ass, while Lil loved to deep throat my cock and swallow my sperm. I think the sisters fucked me more out of sibling rivalry than a desire to hurt Jo. Amongst the sisters my always available cock was fair game.

Jo was completely oblivious of her sisters’ wantonness, or my betrayal.

More to come…

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After my brief encounter with Alex, I had been feeling even more horny than usual. I had taken to going for long jogs every morning to try and burn off some of my sexual energy, but it had really only been making things worse.

Every morning as I left for my run, I would see all the girls who worked at the bars and hotels beginning their working day. One bar-girl especially caught my eye. She was short, probably about 5’2″, but with large breasts for her frame, and an athletic body with firm legs. She would almost always be wearing small pink hotpants, along with the official bar t-shirt, which was pulled tight by her generous breasts. By now I knew her name was Alice, because last night at her bar she had introduced herself to the whole bar before her and two other girls danced on the bar in front of everyone. It was kind of like ‘Coyote Ugly’ only hot. Today I smiled at her and kept running, maybe I would stop and chat some other time!

I would also see all the girls and guys (but mostly the girls) off for their morning sunbathe, before it got too hot in the afternoon. This was probably most of the reason that my jogs had increased my libido, rather than decreased it. A large number of the girls would be wearing very small bikinis, or large t-shirts with thong bottoms. The girls with t-shirts would usually remove them at the beach and sunbathe topless, as is the custom in Europe. There were also some much younger girls, probably around 18. These girls would sometimes wear bikinis or thongs like the 20-somethings, but more usually they would have more normal bikini bottoms or little swim shorts with t-shirts.

I could see a group of these girls right now, a little way ahead of me. There were four girls. Three were carrying their towels rolled up in their hands, while the other one had her towel around her neck. This one had long wavy black hair that fell most of the way down her back. She had a Mediterranean complexion and was probably about average height, although I really couldn’t tell from this far back. She was wearing a small bikini top, which was white with a thin pink edge, and pink spaghetti straps. Her bottoms matched the top, and were small with pink string sides. She looked gorgeous, and I could see the curves of her ass through the swimsuit as I got closer. She was standing on the right of the group.

One of the other girls was wearing a big t-shirt and small red swim shorts, which were surprisingly showing off quite a bit of her ass. She was blonde, but not so tanned. Maybe these girls hadn’t been here that long. The girl next to her was probably her sister, as much as I could tell from behind. She was a little shorter, again with blonde hair, and about the same complexion. She was wearing a lightish pink top, which it seemed didn’t show off too much, and Pink underwear which weren’t very high, but still seemed to reveal a lot of her ass, even more than the red shorts girl. The underwear had a tiny pink frill on them. It didn’t seem like either of them had a tan line. Maybe they hadn’t been here long enough. Or maybe they sunbathed nude, I thought, smiling to myself. I would have to find out where.

The last girl was the smallest of the group, possibly the youngest, or someone’s little sister or something. She was wearing a short white t-shirt which showed off a little of her tanned back, and a pair escort cengelköy of white lacy swimsuit bottoms. They couldn’t really be for going in the water though, they seemed like they would be much too see-through. As I approached the girls the Mediterranean girl turned around and smiled at me. I couldn’t help smiling back.

As I passed them a couple of them whistled at me, and the Mediterranean girl yelled

‘You English?’

‘Yeah,’ I turned around and shouted back ‘Why you wanna know?’ I was jogging on the spot a little ahead of them now.

‘We thought you might want to stop and talk to us,’ said the lacy girl. I stopped jogging and flashed them my best smile. Maybe my jog wouldn’t be as much of a letdown as it usually was.

‘Of course, it would be my pleasure. My name’s Jeremy, what’s yours?’ I was addressing my question to the Mediterranean girl, who I had decided was the one I really wanted to get to know better.

‘I’m Rachel,’ she said grinning. ‘But I have to go now, err things to do, you know.’ She moved past me, and grabbed the young-looking girl. ‘Come on Jazz, time to go.’ I wondered if they had some sort of plan to leave me with one of the other girls. I wasn’t complaining, but I would rather have had either of the two that were leaving!

‘So what about you girls, are you ‘leaving’ as well?’ I asked sarcastically.

‘No silly, we’re staying to chat,’ giggled the girl in the red shorts. I was trying hard to keep my eyes of the other girl’s pink underwear and slender legs. ‘Come with us,’ she said. She led me over to a bar, which was already open, and soon we were at a table and my running effort had turned into a drinking one.

The girls talked with me, mostly about themselves, for a couple of hours. I learned that they were indeed sisters, and that their names were Jenny and Victoria (or Vicky). Jenny was the one in the red shorts, and the pink frilly one was Victoria. They were indeed sisters, Jenny was 20 and Vicky 18. I was leaning towards going for Vicky if anything was going to happen, but it seemed like it was strictly chatty chat, at least so far. Vicky did seem to keep leaning on her elbow and looking at me, which was giving me a pretty good view of what there was to her cleavage.

By now it was getting towards lunchtime, and the girls decided they had to be back at their apartment. I got their number and let them go, but inwardly I was cursing. They both seemed pretty drunk after about five or six drinks. It seemed like Vicky had virtually zero tolerance for alcohol, she had got drunk after about two drinks and moved onto soda water for the remainder. I was getting rather frustrated. My jog had been spoiled, I was feeling slightly bloated from lunchtime beer consumption, and my libido had been stirred by meeting such beautiful ladies and getting nothing out of it. Well, I had got their number, and maybe ‘Jazz’ or Rachel would be more interested in what I had to offer than the sisters.

After sitting around moping in the bar for another twenty minutes or so, I decided maybe someone back at the apartment might be worried, and that I should accordingly go home. I trudged out of the bar and made my way back along the now baking hot street towards the apartment. I was almost back when I heard a cry of ‘hey eskort bayan you’ or words to that effect, coming from the side of the street. I looked over to see Alice, the little pink hotpants bar-girl, waving at me. I broke out in a huge smile and wandered casually over to her. She was cleaning tables outside her bar.

‘Hi there. Weren’t you here last night?’ she began. I was barely listening, her breasts were making it very hard to hear.

‘Yeah, I think so. Alice, right? Kind of hard to remember, I was pretty wasted.’

‘Well, I see a lot of that. Don’t see many guys as hot as you though,’ she winked at me.

‘Thanks, you seem to be quite blessed in that department as well,’ I said, nodding at her large breasts.

‘Would you like a drink? On the house from us to you,’ she said, winking again and gesturing at me with her breasts.

‘No thanks, one too many lunch beers,’ I patted my stomach.

‘Oh I know how that goes. I have the perfect thing for that. This way,’ she turned and walked into the bar. I followed, with absolutely no idea what was going on. Was she going to give me some sort of advance hangover cure?

I thought we were going to the bar for a crazy cocktail or something, but she took a left turn somewhere, and before I knew it we were in some sort of back room. It was pretty well lit, but covered in cardboard boxes and smelling slightly of ouzo. My cock started to get excited, but I told it not to jump to any conclusions. Alice closed the door softly behind me.

‘Here we are,’ Alice said, spreading her arms out to show me the place. ‘What do you think?’

‘It’s lovely,’ I replied. ‘All it needs is some furniture, some windows and a carpet and you’ve got yourself a room.’

‘Are you ready for my special medicine?’ Alice said seductively. By now my cock was at full attention, waiting for the surprise.

‘Oh yes, most certainly. What’s in this medicine?’

‘Let me show you,’ Alice said. It seemed to me that she was getting turned on. Her face was flushed and I could see her nipples through her bar t-shirt.

Alice kicked off her deck shoes, and then slowly pulled her bar t-shirt over her head. Her breasts were certainly very large, and they had only the slightest bit of sag in them. Her nipples were also pretty large, and were standing out from her body at least half an inch. She had a hard looking stomach, I guessed she must be a workout girl. She pulled her pink hotpants smoothly down her legs. Underneath she was wearing pink and white bikini bottoms, all ready for a trip to the beach. They were small, but not ultra-small, and with some kind of pattern. I didn’t have much time to look at them though, as she pulled them quickly down her legs and tossed them away.

Alice was now completely naked in front of me, and my cock was straining at its leash. Her pussy hair was neatly trimmed into a small triangle, but I could clearly see her pussy lips, which were swollen and red. However, it wasn’t my turn to play yet. Alice moved her hand all over her body, softly touching her neck, then her sides, and finally her breasts. She teased the nipples in small circles, grazing them very gently. After only a few seconds it seemed like she tired of this, and n=moved her hand down from her breasts, over her stomach to her pussy, moaning softly escort hadımköy all the time. It seemed like this was really turning her on. She spread her lips and began teasing her clit. Her pussy juice was covering her fingers as she worked, and her face was turning the same colour as her hotpants. I got the strong feeling that this was what she got off on, masturbating in front of guys. Well whatever turns you on I guess, I certainly wasn’t complaining. However my cock was, and I decided it was time to take the initiative. I pulled my shoes off, and then my running shorts and underwear. Alice was far too busy by this time to notice. I moved over to her, picked her up, and in one motion pushed the whole of my erection into her. It slid in pretty easily because of all the juice she had been producing, but she was still quite tight. Alice gasped and opened her eyes. A fraction of a second later however, she closed them and let out a scream that was loud enough to be heard across Europe. I felt her pussy contract around my cock, and she released more pussy juice onto my dick. She kept coming for almost two minutes, her pussy contracting again and again, and more and more juice oozing out onto me. I kept supporting her weight this whole time, and pushing hard into her pussy.

When she started to come down from her orgasm, I began fucking her hard, picking her up in the air a little and then dropping her back all the way onto my dick. She loved it, and soon she slipped her hand back in between our bodies to start masturbating again. Within a few strokes she had started to come again, contracting and screaming and making her legs wet with her juices. This went on for about half an hour, and Alice must have come about six or seven times. She was covered in pussy juice, and we were both glistening with sweat. We had somehow made our way onto the floor, where she was on top of me, bucking her hips onto me like a wild animal. I kept pushing into her hard, and finally I could feel the cum beginning to build up inside me. I grabbed her ass hard and pushed as far as I could into her, as I began to shoot my load. As I did it I could feel Alice contracting her muscles around me, squeezing all the cum out of me. I could feel it going right into her, three or four good loads worth. I pulled out of her wet pussy, and my cum rapidly started to ooze out of her pussy.

‘Oh fuck that was just what I needed’ I said, stretching and pulling my still semi-hard cock back into my running shorts. Alice was still on the floor, red and panting with my cum oozing out of her still wide-open hole. After a minute or two, when I was already dressed, she began to pull her clothes on.

‘Mmm, that was definitely one of my better ones,’ she said a little shakily. ‘If I need some more of that I’ll be sure to come find you.’

‘Happy to oblige,’ I grinned. ‘I’m here all week.’

I left the bar sweaty but very satisfied. I suddenly noticed that it was almost 3. I had been out on my run for almost five hours. Someone was sure to be worried back at the apartment. I ran the rest of the way home, although really I was sweaty enough after the fuck-session I had just had to explain a fifty mile run.

I walked in the door of my apartment to see Claire standing there. She had obviously seen me run by the window and was set to tell me off in a big way. I cut her off before she could begin.

‘Sorry Claire, can’t talk. Long run, have to have a shower.’ I picked up a towel from the nearby bed and hopped into the tiny bathroom, locking the door behind you.

‘I’ll talk to you later then,’ muttered Claire, slamming the door on her way out.

To Be Continued…

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