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My name is Christina and I’m roughly 4ft 6 inches tall weighing at nearly 90 pounds. I’m an Asian with typical Asian features like pearly black eyes and jet black hair. They’re really long, until the middle of my back now. I think I’ve got ample chests with 36C tits. My extremely sensitive nipples are in a shade of brown that really stand out like pencil tips. You can easily arouse me by touching them. I don’t really know about this but my boyfriend, Michael, tells me that my lips are full and slightly pout. His words really and he describes them as “begging to be kissed”. I wouldn’t know much about that having only his lips that I have ever kissed. I maintain an exercise routine that includes swimming and jogging. Plus I sometimes visit the gym for some extra push. I also like ball games like soccer, basketball, tennis, volleyball, etc. You could say that I’m quite active but in fact it really keeps me in shape.

I’ve been quite reserved for the better part of my life right until recently when I’ve took a big step forward to opening up myself. From the baggy, floor length clothes to the more daring, skimpy, sexy clothes. It’s been a real change for me and I’m really enjoying it.

This happened some time after got me cherry “eaten” by Michael. Oh, for those of you who don’t know, Michael is my boyfriend who’s 5ft 6, 132 pounds and has a really athletic body. He’s also an Asian with the typical black eyes and matching hair. We were in Michael’s room studying after school, well, sort of studying. We’ve now formed a routine where we go his place after school and after refreshing ourselves in his well stocked kitchen, we head up to his room where he turns on the air-conditioning and prepares the setting of the room while I dress up in the washroom. I would try on different clothing or different combinations, getting inspirations from the net, magazines or asking Michael.

This particular day, I was wearing a baby blue tank top that was cut right under my tits, the bottom of my globes were teasingly in view whenever I stretched or reached for something. The neckline was a low V cut that showed quite a lot of cleavage as well. For the bottom, since it was a hot day and we were indoors, I was wearing a matching color bikini bottoms that were held together on the sides with strings. Although it wasn’t a thong bikini but I assure you enough skin was showing. Once I stepped out of the washroom Michael was still selecting which CD to play. So I took my homework and plopped myself into his extremely comfortable recliner armchair. The material is smooth and soft. The chair like sucks you into it, and you feel so wonderful you wouldn’t want to budge at all.

So after 5 more minutes he finally settled with a Kenny G album. Hmm… relaxing, mood setting music, he’s definitely improving. So he turns around and at the sight of my super sexy attire, drops the remote he’s holding and stares dumbly at me mouth wide open. I took a look at his hilarious expression, chuckled and continued reading. He spent a whole 5 minutes taking in the wonderful scene in front of him. I could feel his piercing eyes on every inch of my body. I was curled up in the armchair and my legs folded under me. Still I could feel his eyes on my tits squeeze together by my arms, trailing on my long, slim legs to the toes and trying to peak down south that was currently hiding from his view. I was starting to get aroused and warm up already with his hot stares and I could feel my bikini bottom starting to get wet. Even the smell of arousal was pungent in the room within a few minutes. There was sexual tension in the air.

“Whatcha reading there?” he asked suddenly, breaking the silence.

“Oh! Just today’s homework Ms. Chin asked us to go home and work on it” I replied.

“You’re sure working on it. Mind if I join you?” He was pacing slowly towards me.

“Sure…” I moved a bit to accommodate him in the chair. The armchair was quite a big one that a person could sleep curled up in it. And it’s definitely fit enough for two people, two people who didn’t mind being in intimate contact that is.

Michael sat beside me, arms encircling me while his head placed on my shoulder Bostancı Escort reading over it. We both started reading the article our teacher gave us, for a while that is. I started feeling him nibble on my shoulder, then higher on my neck and finally, on my ears. His fingers, however, were tracing circles on my bare arms, drifting lower and lower onto my abdomen. At this point my mind was a blur and I couldn’t read a single word in front of me. Although the book was merely inches away from me, it couldn’t have seems farther. I closed my eyes and focused on the intense pleasure his touches were giving me.

“Mmm… yes Michael… Yes! That’s feels soooo good…” I trailed off into a pleasureable moan.

He got encouraged by that compliment and started stroking the undersides of my tits. Softly and sensually he stroked me, while nibbling my neck. By now I had thrown my head back and was moaning out loud. His fingers then traced downwards to my thighs and started tracing circles there. Slowly he moved inwards to my inner thigh and I was sure he could feel the heat emitting from my pussy. It was too much for me to bear, as my skin is very sensitive to touch, that it brought me to my first orgasm that day.

“Argghh!!!! Yes! Yes! Yes!!! Hah… hah… yeessss…. That was wonderful Michael!” I was panting and sweating profusely, And this was merely foreplay! I couldn’t wait to fuck him mindless.

He just beamed at me and plated a wet kiss on me. At once I grabbed his head and started kissing him like there was no tomorrow. Our tongues swirled around each other and our smooching sounds were echoing around the room, infused with Kenny G’s saxophone. His tongue worked magic by flicking sensitive points in my mouth and he also nibbled my lips. My hands were unconsciously stroking his 7 inch cock. His hands were now inside my tank top caressing my tits. After a while he pulled away from me, just as I was about to free his cock from its “imprisonment”.

“What’s wrong Michael? Don’t you want me?” I was truly puzzled.

“No, it’s not that. You wanna go out for a dip in the pool?” he asked. “Its brand new, just installed a few days ago.”

So that’s what the noise was a few days ago and the workers. I was still very aroused and couldn’t really think straight about the whole deal when he pulled me up and dragged me out of the room. It was then that I realized I didn’t bring my swimsuits and I was only wearing a sheer tank top that would be quite “visible” with the aid of water and not to mention of bikini bottoms. Being in this state inside his room was one thing, being in the open was quite the opposite. So, I started protesting.

“But… but Michael, I don’t have a swimsuit.”

”It’s okay baby, you’re fine the way you are, I’m not going to put on mine anyway.” He answered.

At that time he was just wearing a plain t-shirt and shorts. Well guys could swim in anything but it was quite the contrary for me. I don’t want to show the whole world my assets. So I protested again as we heading down the stairs,

“But Michael, people will see us. I mean, they’re gonna see me, semi-naked!”

“Well, there’s a fence surrounding the pool that’s gonna give us some privacy but there still might be some guys who are persistent enough to climb trees or something to get a good look at your sexy body.” Then he stopped and whispered softly, “Exciting isn’t it?”

At that time I didn’t find the prospect of somebody else seeing me the least bit exciting, terrifying in fact. I started wriggling away and trying to break free but he held his grip firmly on my arm and led me out to the backyard where the new pool was installed. His parents were out of town so we practically had the whole house to ourselves. Or I guess they would’ve been shocked to see me in my attire even if it’s still dry, except for my pussy that is. After dragging me out into the open, he locked the glass door leading back into the house and kept the key in the pocket of his pants. Then he motioned me towards the pool.

The pool is around 10ft times 8ft. It has a shallow and deep end. The pool was 10 ft from the porch that we were standing and I could see some Ümraniye Escort deck chairs and a table was set up under a big umbrella. Out here I was having a hard time of keeping my hands covered over my tits or my bottom. This was a whole new deal for me and I was blushing a deep red color. I was embarrassed, scared, horrified…and somewhere deep inside, aroused and excited. From out of no where Michael conjured up two bottles of Vodka Lime, he offered one to me. I was so nervous that I didn’t even think about the bottle’s contents and downed it in one gulp.

I am no drinker and immediately I could feel the fire burning down my throat into my stomach, then the effects of the alcohol kicking in to my system. I started feeling warm and more relaxed in the open environment. The booze also gave me heightened senses and I started to anticipate dipping in that cool, clear blue, pristine water of the pool in front of me. Handing back the empty bottle to Michael I strode in confident strides, with an extra wriggle in my ass towards the waters edge. Then stopping there and motioning Michael who was again dumbfounded by my sudden actions to come and join me.

“Come on Michael, the water looks inviting don’t you think? I’m feeling warm and I think a dip is what I need now… Come on… Please…” I was really putting on my sexiest tone and bending down to exhibit some cleavage.

At once he came over and we both jumped into the pool together. The water felt so good, it was a hot day and plus the vodka I had I was feeling really hot then. When I stood up the water was only at my waist as we were at the shallow end, I realize my tank top was now hugging my figure like a body suit and my dark nipples were showing through the material.

Then I realize Michael had taken off his shirt as I could see his washboard abs and muscular chest and arms approaching me. The drops of water dripping on his body plus the rays of the sun suddenly made me more aware of the feeling tingling within my crotch more than anything. I didn’t care if some children were spying through hole in the fence, or the mailman decided to drop by, I was oblivious to the outside world. Then something rang a bell in me, something Michael said when we were coming out. Wouldn’t it be more exciting if there was the risk of somebody actually seeing us? I know that answer now, definitely.

I went over to meet his embrace and we started kissing in the pool. Hungry, lustful kisses with our tongues entwined with each other and our hands roamed each others body. It was then that I felt that he was actually naked under the water, he had shed all his clothing and jumped in, as my hands were caressing his bare naked ass. Then I felt his finger pulling on the knots typing my bikini bottom on. I started to panic a bit but he was such a good kisser and the water and the sun felt so good. Plus I thought that since we were underwater, we should be harder to see. So I let him tug on both of the knots, releasing them and on my first step to skinny dipping.

Now I could feel his 7 inch erection massaging on my pussy lips, causing my head to swirl around the pool. If I was aroused before, I was in euphoria now. I was high, dizzy, aroused, excited, horny…. The combination of the warmth of the sun, the coolness of the water and the freedom of being in the outdoor plus the intimate touches I was having brought me to my second orgasm.

“Ooh! Mike! Michael! I’m sooo dizzy… I’m cumming again! Yes! Yes! Yes!” I moaned while holding onto him for my dear life.

Taking advantage of my vulnerability, Michael grab hold of my tank top and yank it over my head. I was shocked for a moment when I was stark naked in the outdoors. Then I grinned and started splashing water at Michael, he immediately retaliated by splashing back. We were having so much fun, splashing and laughing naked in a warm afternoon in the pool.

Conceiving defeat Michael dived underneath and came up behind me, embracing me. I turned around and he immediately assaulted my lips but kissing me deeply and sensually. His hand roamed around my body, cupping my bare naked ass in the water and teasing my pussy lips. Then his Kartal Escort mouth moved downwards and he used his tongue to trace circles around my nipple, causing waves of electricity rippling through my body. I was already in heaven but he was teasing me by avoiding any contact with the most sensitive part of my body—my nipples. He would repeat this with both of my tits until I was panting and moaning with my head spinning again. Then finally, and suddenly, he sucked one of my nipples in his mouth while pinching the other. That was my third orgasm of the day.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Suck it! Pinch harder! I like it! Fuck me right out here in the open! I don’t care who sees us! Just fuck me now!” My reservations and all those years of teachings were thrown out of the window by Michael’s expert teasing.

He needn’t a second invitation and at once plunged his cock deep into my pussy. We weren’t up to slow strokes or gentle movements then, it was pure animal lust and we were fucking like there was no tomorrow. He held me in his arms with my legs wrapped around him. Our mouths never left each other but moans escape us.

“Mmm… argghhhh…. Yeess…. Fuck me! Fuck me! Its so fucking hard! I want it Michael!”

We kept like this for a while and then he pulled me off and led me to the side of the pool where he turned me around and fucked me from behind. I grabbed on to the edge of the pool while he pumped me while grabbing handfuls of my tits.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Michael! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! God! I wish… mmm… there was someone… mmm… here to see us like this… I’m in heaven! Yes! Hmm… mmm…”

After that, Michael led me back up to one of the deck chairs where he had laid a towel on it. He lay on the towel and beckoned me to ride him. I needn’t a second invitation as well and immediately knelt on top of him, and the slowly lowered myself onto his manhood. That was the only slow action I did as I quickly hastened the pace and ride him fast and furious.

“Oh! Yes! Yes! Its soooo full Michael! My pussy is fully stretched by your hard cock! Yes! Fuck! It feels sooo good!”

Then from the corner of my eye I could see a figure standing behind the fence spying through the holes of the fence. I suddenly felt scared and panic though I never let my strokes fell short. I was still riding Michael but my heart was focused on the voyeur spying on my most intimate moment. But then I felt a sudden urge of excitement as I also saw some hand movements behind the fence. I then realized that I was on the verge of bringing two guys off at the same moment. I felt excited, free and sexy. As if I was the sex symbol that everyone was dreaming about. And from that moment on I knew I was going to put on a show for that guy.

So I dismounted Michael, much to his disappointment only to bend down onto his dick and started to slowly lap up the mixture juices on his cock. After it was clean, I started kissing all over it before taking in the head of his cock.

After teasing him with that, I hold the base of his cock and slowly stroking him. My other hand softly caressing the most sensitive part of a man, between the scrotum and the anus, causing Michael to shiver and moan. I then started kissing and licking his balls while continuously stroking him. After a few more strokes and making sure his balls were covered with my saliva, I took his entire manhood into my mouth and sucked him furiously. He couldn’t have endured much more of my assault as I felt his balls tightened. So I immediately pulled his dick out and just in time to let it spray wave after wave of cum all over my face and tits.

At that very same moment, I thought I could hear a faint moan coming from the direction of the voyeur. I smiled devilishly at my accomplishments. I wondered if Michael knew about the voyeur but he was panting and sweating, exhausted after that wonderful sexual experience. I scooped up the sum on my tits and sucked it clean. It was rather pleasant tasting to I continued to “clean” myself.

A few minutes passed by and Michael regained his legs as well as his composure and led me back into the house to the bathroom for to clean up. I turn from the corner of my eye I saw my voyeur quietly leaving. I could only grin at my accomplishments this afternoon. At the same time I knew Michael had introduced me to a new world and I’m fully transformed into someone else. I smiled mischievously while starting to plan for our next adventure.

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Shelly was happy while going through her first pregnancy. Dave would come over often and help around the house. Sometimes they would be so tired after cleaning, too tired for sex. She was getting bigger anyway and he didn’t want her to lose his child, Chuck’s child. That evening he sat at the table with Shelly and told her the news.

“I’ve been accepted into Seminary!” His face was so bright and happy, his teary eyes gave the depth of his emotion. But Shelly froze, Chuck was talking about having two children and she wanted to ensure they had the same father. Dave.

“What can I do Dave, I need to have another baby by you?”

Dave looked deep into her eyes and touched his finger to her nose and lips, then caressing her cheek he moved forward to kiss her full and deeply on her lips; allowing his tongue to roll around the inside edges. “Don’t worry Shelly, Seminary is six months away and you will be giving birth in four weeks. There will be plenty of time for us to have sex.

Shelly smiled and looked into his sweet eyes. He was only eighteen years old, a teenager but more of a man than her husband. Dave was caring, considerate and willing to help with the household chores. Unlike Chuck. Now that she was pregnant he was out carousing after work Şerifali Escort telling all who would listen about his manly deed. He had made a baby! Then he would come home drunk, slap her on the face or buttocks at his whim; then force her to give him head till he came. Sometimes with a mean glint in his eyes, he’d spew his juices on her face. He was beginning to disgust her. The counseling wasn’t helping. Maybe another baby would straighten him out, she thought. Maybe the responsibility of another child would cause him to begin the process of taking on adult responsibilities and quit acting like a millionaire playboy. Well, anyone can hope.

The baby came and was a nice ten-pounder with lovely skin and pretty eyes, a cute little girl. Chuck wasn’t too happy she could tell, but the priest had assured him that it was the father not the mother who determined the baby’s sex. So it was his fault that he would have a girl. He was thinking about only having one then and there. Who wants the trouble of having girls? He thought. He kept this to himself though and continued to work and now come home pretty regularly. Not cutting out completely his nights out with the boys. Shelly wondered which one of the ‘boys’ wore leather panties?

The six weeks İstanbul Escort that past while the new baby was home went fast. Dave was there to help change diapers and do chores. He was a godsend Shelly thought. Chuck would be out on an all-nighter tonight and Shelly remembered that Dave would be starting Seminary soon. Her vagina was still a bit sore. Chuck never listened to anybody, her, her doctor’s, their priest… She had to have Dave now.

They were now watching a taped movie and eating popcorn. Sitting so close to one another. Shelly once again began. She started hugging and kissing Dave, petting his chest, feeling his arms, rubbing his groin directly. Dave was moving to the beat of her rhythm. He undid his trousers and she pulled his pants down. She bent her head down and took his penis deep inside her mouth. Back and forth, moving his foreskin with her lips. Coating the helmet with the juices of her saliva and her tongue. He moaned and grew harder. They both rolled to the floor. He moved between her legs and lifted her dress high to show that she was wearing nothing. No panties. He put his head in that familiar place and licked and sucked her till he felt the juices squirt into his mouth. Then he licked her long hard licks up the Ümraniye Escort vaginal walls.

She moaned with pleasure. When he felt ready and in command, he mounted her moving his penis into her ever so slowly. The urgency of her need headed him off with one great thrust she engulfed his gorged penis and she tightened her vagina around his erect penis. She had been doing the Kegel exercises and could now give him the pleasure of a tight hard ride. She moved up and down with increasing speed till he moaned so loudly she feared all was now known to the neighbors. Yet she too came loud. Their voices mingled in orgasm after orgasm. Spent they lay together, clutching each other till his penis slipped out with a small tickle for each of them. She had felt the egg drop. She knew she was pregnant once again. She loved this man though, more than her own husband and soon he would be leaving for seminary.

Dave cleaned up and got dressed. It was late and he needed to get back home. Shelly lay half asleep on the floor, the television running. All during this time the baby had been silent as a lamb. Now he heard the first tiny murmurs from her. Shelly hadn’t dared to name her baby yet. Chuck would do that. She feared to ask though. Feared he would once again slap her.

Dave packed his clothes that night and then went to bed. Tomorrow he would be picked up by a priest from the seminary. He would be picking up all the novitiates in Dave’s parish. He could hardly wait for the new experiences or for graduation.

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Paul had been impatiently waiting and fantasizing about tonight. He and Alison had met a week ago, hitting it off immediately. Their conversation had been so free flowing and exciting. They hadn’t broached the subject of sex yet but after two dates and a goodnight kiss that had left him speechless, he was definitely anticipating the experience.

Alison was busy getting ready for their date, picking out the clothes she knew would have the desired effect on Paul’s libido. She had been thinking about jumping his bones from the first date, but was playing it cautious to make sure he was actually somebody she wanted to have a relationship with. She had made her decision and was now putting her plan of seduction into action.

The door bell rang and interrupted her train of thought. Was it Paul already? Crap, she was fluctuating between throwing her dress on or putting on a robe to answer the door. She could already feel the lust building. The bell rang a second time. Throwing all pretense to the wind, she dashed from the bedroom to the front door, pulling it open, grabbing his arm, and pulling him into the room with a powerful tug. The door slammed shut seemingly of its own accord, her low backward kick was so well placed. She looked into his eyes and saw them change from stark surprise, to animal need.

He entwined his hand in the back of her hair and pulled her lips to his; not brutally but not gently either. Their lips parted and they felt the melding of their saliva into an erotica lubricant. Their tongues met Bostancı Escort and danced to the increasing beat of their hearts. She pulled at his belt and unbuckled it with deft ease, taking hold of the top of his pants. They moved together and were both breathing hard and fast. She managed to get his pants down and stuck her hand inside his underwear, putting her hand around his hardened shaft. It throbbed in her hand as more and more blood engorged it. He shivered and let out a guttural moan as the sensation of her hand around his cock lit every nerve fiber in his being.

He pulled her bra up over her breasts and pulled down her panties. Paul cupped each ample and well formed breast. With his thumbs he stroked her erect nipples, sending charges of electric fire down to her loins. She could feel the heat and pulsating tingle of her vagina as every nerve fiber became supercharged. One hand went to her mound and he stroked it with two fingers. She arched up into his hand and he felt his fingers slide over her wet lips. She made a low purring sound and began stroking his cock slowly.

They were both pulling at his clothes to get them off in the fastest way possible. He picked her up and she clamped her legs around him, pressing her quivering cunt against his pulsating penis. He walked her into the bedroom and sat at the end of it, laying back with her on top of him. Again they kissed; their tongues exploring the recesses beyond their lips. She dry humped him savagely, lubricating his member with Ümraniye Escort the juices of her enflamed pussy. She slid her mound down his leg as she lowered her body enough to suck on his nipples. He arched upward and tensed from the sensations. “Oh my god”, he exclaimed, “I’ve never had that before”.

“Have you been living in a convent?” she quipped, as she moved to the other nipple. They both chuckled, not losing any of their sexual fervor. Satisfied by another arch of his pelvis, she turned herself around, pointing her twat in his face and taking in a mouthful of his penis. He grabbed the sides of her hips and directed her wet cooter to his lips. He rubbed the outside of her vaginal area with his lips, using a light touch. He felt the shock waves go through her and vibrate her teeth, which were pressed lightly around his cock. After a few strokes, she stopped and brought her head up, watching the throbbing of his ample dick.

He was using his tongue to go up and down her slit while making circle motions with is oral love muscle. Her head rocked back and she thrust her steaming oyster into his face and began moving her pelvis in time with his tongues meanderings. The tension was rapidly growing within her, needing to be released. She moved faster against his face, getting him wet from forehead to chin. She was gratified to find that he could still breath and lick pussy at the same time; his tongue keeping perfect time and changing pressure; to match her rising tempest. Momentarily she stopped Anadolu Yakası Escort as the spring within tightened to its maximum, and then began bucking wildly as the coil released and she rode the waves of orgasm as they diminished to a floating sensation of contentment. She looked down at his still pumped piston. Alison moved around and pulled his penis into her freshly erupted volcano.

As he felt his cock slide between her pussy lips and embed itself deeply in her love canal, he bit his lip to keep from getting too aroused too quickly. She sat atop him motionless, letting him get used to being inside her. Seeing him settle in, she moved up and down slowly, gauging the level of his ardor. They both settled into a rhythm; moving up, down, then around and around in a synchronized motion. Both engines of lust were in perfect tune, with each other; rising higher and higher in pitch, springs tightening and trigger cocking.

They were riding the edge together. The muscles in the walls of her vagina were contracting with each stroke and she could feel every vein pulsing in his penis as it seemingly took on more blood, to magnify its already admirable size. He knew they were both about to reach the peak. He reached around and lubricated his middle finger with her juices, rubbing her clitoris which was extended and engorged. As the coil tightened and trigger hit maximum pull, he stuck his wet finger in her ass and was greeted with a savage scream of pleasure as she gushed forth in unison with the pumping release of his juices, to mingle with hers. After squeezing all the pleasure out of their orgasm they could, she lay on top of him. He put his arms around her, saying, “I don’t know what got into you today, but I really like it”.

She smiled and returned, “I’ve been reading all day”.

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Tina didn’t fully close the door as she left and I could hear Lucy and her talking. I decided to take her advice and be ready for her when she returned.

I went into the bathroom, took off my clothes and looked at myself in the mirror. At 6’2″, 195 pounds, I was still in good shape for my 52 years. My muscles still had definition. My circumcised cock, still mostly filled with blood and hanging between my legs, isn’t especially long at six inches but is thick. I had been told by women friends in the past that women like big but prefer thick to long. My package seemed to fit the bill.

I splashed water in my face and dried it with a hand towel. I used Tina’s toothpaste and my index finger to brush my teeth and tongue as thoroughly as possible without a brush. I had showered and cleaned up before coming to Tina’s but didn’t want anything to inhibit what I was expecting would come next. I then pulled out a Viagra tab that I kept in my wallet for just such unexpected occasions, popped it in my mouth and swallowed. Feeling ready to go, I walked out of the bathroom at the exact moment that bedroom door swung inward.

I know Lucy from parties that Tina had thrown in the past. Lucy had done some work for Tina; she and her husband, Ed, were good friends with Tina and her boyfriend. Lucy is about 5’3″ and 120 pounds wet. Her breasts aren’t huge but nicely proportioned to her frame. Her ass is, well, perfect. At Tina’s holiday party last year, I caught a side view of Lucy as she looked at the titles of various cookbooks on top of Tina’s refrigerator. The way she stood, hands on hips, chin upward, breasts pointed outward and butt curved just right… Well, I got an instant erection. I thought about her in that position for days and even masturbated thinking about her.

Now here she was coming into a room in which I was standing naked with a semi-hard on. “Hello? Tina told me to….,” she was saying before she was completely in the room. She saw me and my cock. “Come up and say “Hello,” she finished slowly. “I’ll bet you didn’t expect to see me come through the Anadolu Yakası Escort door.” She was looking at my now hardening penis.

“I, uh, sorry, Lucy,” I stammered. “Let me get my clothes on.”

“No, slow down,” she said, still eyeing my erection. “Yours is the first real-live cock I’ve seen since I married Ed. That’s 24 years ago. Don’t take it away so fast.”

She walked over and stood about two feet away. “Can I touch it?” Lucy asked. Her voice was quieter, less confident than it had been minutes earlier.

“Yeah, I guess.”

She moved a little closer, reached out her hand and wrapped her fingers around the shaft. Her thumb and fingers were still about 1½ inches apart at the point where she had a grip. She moved her hand lightly up and down the shaft. Moving even closer, she reached out with her other hand to grab my balls. She didn’t squeeze but rather weighed and massaged them.

By then, my erection was rock hard and pointed to the ceiling. In what was the fastest move either of us had made, Lucy dropped to her knees and kissed the head. She licked the head. She opened her mouth as wide as possible to take my dick into her mouth but didn’t get much in besides the head.

“Oh fuck,” she said, standing up and giving my cock a squeeze. “I hope Tina won’t mind, I gotta have this.”

Lisa pulled her sweater over her head and then the t-shirt underneath. I was surprised to see that she wasn’t wearing a bra but her breasts were still firm and stood up proud. She un-did her jeans and started shuffling towards the bed. Once the jeans were off, the panties were next. I was transfixed. Her pussy was completely hairless. My cock throbbed, bobbing up and down at the site of Lucy pulling off the blankets and getting onto the bed. She motioned for me to join her. As I reached the side of the bed, she reached out to grab my cock and pull me up.

“I like to be on top,” said Lucy, “so I can control the speed. That OK with you? I am already soaking wet so we’ll just pass on foreplay and get to it. Do you mind?”

“Works Pendik Escort for me,” I said as I smiled. I said very little since Lucy entered the room and now was about to have this hot, sensuous woman ride my cock. Who was I to complain?

I moved into the center of the bed so Lucy would have room for her knees on either side of my hips. She straddled my waist and moved up so her pussy was directly over my cock.

“Haven’t gotten laid much lately so it might take a second to work this in.” With one hand she positioned my cock at the entrance to her now hot, wet pussy and sat back. She was incredibly tight and took very little on the first try. She then began a series of energetic moves; rolling her hips around to get more penetration. Think a combination of a belly dancer’s moves and doing the twist (dance) and you get the idea. I rested my hands on her hips to keep her stable but didn’t try to control her movements.

Without losing connection, she moved up and down, round and round, working, working, working to engulf my rod. Gradually, Lucy’s pussy expanded enough to take me all the way in. She worked up a sweat in the effort. When finally sitting all the way down, she stopped her outward movements. She just sat there for a few moments with her eyes closed, taking shallow breaths and trying to relax her pussy muscles.

With her hands on my chest, she raised herself and then once again slowly impaled herself on my cock. She made an “Ooh! Ooh!” sound when she hit bottom. As she gradually picked up the pace up her up and down movements, wet, squishy sounds from her pussy complimented the “Ooh! Ooh!” she was making.

Aside from my dick, Lucy didn’t appear to be aware of me underneath her. She was fucking herself with my cock. I loved watching her every movement, her every facial expression. Only when I reached up to squeeze her swollen breasts, did she open her eyes for a brief second. She covered my hands with hers, closed her eyes and kept riding.

Having adapted to my width, Lucy picked up the pace and extended the length Kurtköy Escort of the stroke. She changed positions so that, rather than resting on her knees, she was up on her toes doing squats on my cock. When she tired of that position, she returned to her knees but laid down on my chest, hugging me. She moved only her butt up and down like the motion of an oil derrick but, now, rather than slow movements, she was slamming herself down hard and fast.

This was just about the time that Tina re-entered the room. She put a finger up to her mouth to signal me to not mention her presence. She moved over to the bed, grabbed Lucy’s ass cheeks and began moving Lucy up and down even more quickly on my cock. Lucy’s eyes opened wide. She hadn’t realized that someone else was in the room.

Maybe it was the shock of new hands on her ass forcing her movements but that was the moment when Lucy’s orgasm exploded. Her body tightened; her breathing stopped. Tina continued pushing Lucy down hard on my cock and then pulling her back up until just the tip was still inside. Tina pushed her down again. Her muscles released, Lucy gasped for air.

Her muscles tensed and breathing stopped again for a few seconds. Again, she relaxed and breathed deep. This sequence of tension and release occurred a couple more times before her orgasm began to subside. She pushed her legs down to the outside of my legs and, with my erection still fully inside, began to rub her pubic bone against me. I could feel her juices run out of her pussy, down my shaft and onto my balls.

“Whoa, that was beautiful,” said Tina. “I am totally turned on. I think I’m next up for that ride.” She removed her robe and lay on the bed next to Lucy and me. She laid her head on my shoulder and stroked Lucy’s hair. She wasn’t rushing to push Lucy off.

Lucy was quiet, her breathing soft. She was mostly still but continued to move her hips ever so slightly. I hadn’t yet cum so my cock was still hard. She pushed herself up to her elbows and looked me in the eye.

“Wow. I haven’t fucked like that in years,” she said. “I feel like I’m still having little orgasms. Your cock is wonderful. Thanks for the release.”

“Don’t thank me,” I offered. “You did the work. You’re a beautiful woman and you deserve to be fucked like that every time. I was just happy to be here.”

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OK, OK, I’ll admit it. I’m the person everyone loves to hate. I’m a telemarketer.

It’s not like I set out for a career in annoying people. But I really needed a job to help pay for my tuition and, well, the money was too good to pass up. So I was willing to put up with the abuse just to make some cash. Unfortunately, I guess I’m not much of a salesperson, because at the end of my second week on the job I still had exactly zero sales. As I strode into work on Friday morning, I’m sure Mr. Hersh was well aware of that fact, too. He gave me a dirty look as I walked past and settled into my cubicle. I knew I had to make a sale, and make it fast, or my days as a telemarketer were numbered.

I slipped my headset on and logged onto the computer to start the day’s calls. The first half-hour was pretty much the same — hang-ups, cursing, name-calling — until about my thirtieth call.

“Hello, Mr. Stevens? This is Amy from SaveAmerica and I–“

“Ah, just the person I wanted to talk too! Hang on a sec’.”

I had never been put on hold by a prospect, but it was a refreshing change from the usual hang-ups. I peeked over my shoulder at Mr. Hersh, who was still eyeballing me.

“OK, who did you say you were?”

“This is Amy from SaveAmerica and I–“

“You have a sexy voice, Amy.”

I had to admit that he had a rather pleasant baritone, too. “Well, thank you sir. But I’m calling to talk about how we can save–“

“Are you wearing a bra?”

I was shocked, to say the least. “Pardon me?”

“A bra. Are you wearing one?”

I was sure that nothing in our handbook covered this type of conversation. But I needed a sale desperately, and if this is what it took… “Um, yes. But I’d really like to talk to you about the long-distance rates you’re–“

“What color?”

“What?”

“Your bra. What color is it?”

“I…I…I’m not sure,” I answered honestly. I woke up a little late and in my rush to get dressed I just grabbed whatever was on top of my underwear drawer.

“Well, take a peek. I’ll wait.”

This was getting a little weird. I eyed Mr. Hersh, who thankfully had his back toward me while talking with a co-worker. I lifted both hands to the collar of my t-shirt and took a quick peek while pretending to make a minor clothing adjustment.

“White.”

“Nice. Kartal Escort Innocent.”

“Yes. Now about your long-distance rates–“

“Panties?”

“What?”

“Are you wearing panties?”

“Of course I am!” I whispered into the headset. “Now Mr. Stevens, I am not calling to talk about my underwear! I want to show you how to save money on your long-distance charges.”

“Well, you’re the one who initiated this phone call. You barged into my house and interrupted me. So I will set the tone of this conversation until you either sign me up or hang up on me.”

He opened the door just a crack. He expressed a willingness to listen to my sales pitch, and then maybe even give me a sale! So I kept at it. “Alright, but I’m really not comfortable talking about–“

“What color?”

“What?”

“Your panties. What color are they?”

“I got dressed so fast this morning, I honestly don’t remember.”

“Take a peek.”

“Mr. Stevens,” I hissed. “I’m in a room full of people. I can’t drop my pants to check on the color of my underwear.”

“Sure you can. Or maybe I’ll just hang up.”

“Oohh,” I grumbled as I scoped out the room. No one was paying any particular attention to me, so I casually laid my hand in my lap and slowly undid the zipper on my jeans.

“White! They’re white too!” I quickly zipped back up.

“Ah, a matching set. How sexy.”

“Now, Mr. Stevens, how much do your long-distance bills run in a typical–“

“You sound like have big tits.”

“Mr. Stevens!” I hissed again. “That’s highly offensive, and certainly not an appropriate way to–“

“Do you want the sale or not?”

I did. “Um…big? Actually, no, they’re kinda small. Now, your long-distance bills–“

“How small?”

I was getting aggravated. “What do you mean?”

“Your bra size.”

“34-B,” I spat at him.

“Ah, that’s perfect. Personally, I don’t care for girls with huge tits. More than a mouthful is a waste!”

“Mr. Stevens! Please! Now, about your long-distance bills–“

“I’m taking my shirt off.”

“Fine. Are you paying too much–“

“And my pants.”

“Your pants?” I lowered my voice again. “Mr. Stevens, you can’t get naked while I’m talking to you!”

“Who says I can’t? Tuzla Escort There go my shorts. Wow, look at that!”

“What?”

“My dick. It’s hard!”

At this point, I realized that I was getting a little turned on by my prospect. He sounded nice, intelligent. His voice was very sexy. And here he was telling me that his– Well, maybe it was time to turn the tables. “How big?”

“What?”

“Your cock,” I whispered, glancing around to make sure no one was close enough to overhear. “How big is it?”

“Well, I’ve never put a tape measure to it,” he laughed, “but my girlfriend says it’s the biggest she’s ever seen. And she’s seen a LOT of dicks! She says it’s at least eight inches.”

“Oh my. Did you say EIGHT inches? Ahem. Uh, your long-distance bill?”

“Yeah, go ahead and do your sales pitch. I’m gonna lay here in bed and stroke my cock.”

“You are? Oh my God… Uh, OK…um, SaveAmerica can save you hundreds of dollars on your annual phone bill.” I could hear his breaths getting deeper.

“I’ll bet you shave your pussy.”

“A little trim now and then. But with your OK right now we can sign you up for our program–“

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Yes. And we’ll start saving you money right away.”

“Do you fuck him?”

Oh God. “Yes.”

“How often?”

“Well, he lives on campus, so I only see him on weekends.” I could see Mr. Hersh glaring at me again. “Now, can we sign you up–“

“So when was the last time?”

“Sunday.”

“Sunday? And today’s Friday. I’ll bet you’re horny.”

“Yes.”

“Amy, I’m laying in bed stroking my cock right now. If you join in, maybe you’ll have a sale.”

‘Maybe I’ll have a sale’. Just the words I needed to hear. But more than anything right now I needed to cum. His words had me incredibly turned on, and the fact that this conversation was taking place with my coworkers blissfully unaware just a few feet away had my pussy soaking wet. “Um…right here?”

“Sure. Just pretend you’re itchy.”

Looking around again to make sure there were no watchful eyes, I slid my left hand down to my crotch. I started to slowly rub my pussy while staring into the computer monitor.

“Do you suck his cock?”

“Yes.”

“Does he cum in your mouth?”

“Yes.” Anadolu Yakası Escort I worked a finger down to my clit, rubbing it through the seam on my jeans.

“I’ll bet you like that.”

“Yes.”

“Does he reciprocate? Does he lick your pussy?’

I started to gingerly rock my hips toward the base of my palm. “Yes.”

“And do you like that?”

“Yes!” Making sure no one was watching, I increased the pressure on my clit.

“Is he good? Does he make you cum?”

“Umm,” I said, my voice now trembling. “Sometimes…”

“Sometimes! Amy, you should let ME lick your pussy! I GUARANTEE you’ll cum — more than once.”

I was now rocking furiously in my chair, using both of my hands to rub my pussy. He had me close to cumming!

“Amy, baby. I’m gonna explode and second now. I’m ready to shoot my load all over the bedsheets!

“Ooooh,” I squeaked.

“Your boyfriend…does he fuck you in the ass?”

“Oh GOD!” I screamed. I swear the whole room turned to look at me. I sat motionless for several moments until all heads had turned away. Once I was sure that I was no longer the object of my co-workers’ attention, I resumed rocking my hips and rubbing my pussy. I lowered my voice before speaking again. “In the ass? No. I’ve always wanted to but he’s a little squeamish about it.”

“I would fuck you in the ass, Amy.”

“Mmmmm.”

“I’d set you up on all fours, and lube up your little hole.”

“Uh huh…” I caught my voice rising again.

“Slip in a finger.”

“Yeah?” I could barely control myself.

“Swing one hand around to caress your stiff nipples…”

“Yes…”

“Use my other hand to finger your sweet, wet pussy…”

“Oh, please? Finger my pussy! Squeeze my titties!”

“Then plunge my big cock right up your ass!”

“Oh yes!” I whimpered. Through the headset, I could hear my prospect grunting and groaning.

“I’m cumming, Amy! Oh yeah! Hot cum shooting out of my dick! Straight up! Almost to the ceiling!”

This sent me over the edge. “Fuck me! In the ass! With your big, fat cock!” I was rocking uncontrollably, my hands furiously rubbing my pussy as I shuddered to a delicious climax.

I sat quietly for a few moments, basking in the warm, post-orgasmic glow. I had almost forgotten about my prospect.

“That was nice, Amy. Thanks for calling. But I’m not ready to switch my long-distance carrier right now.”

CLICK.

The bastard! He hung up on me! And didn’t give me the sale! Oh well, at least I got a good orgasm out of it. And, I do have his phone number…

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I found you lying there in bed, a cover only covering your top half. From your toes to your waist was completely uncovered, almost inviting me to come play with you. You were just waking up as I began to slide onto the bed, sliding my hands up your calves, slowly spreading your legs nice and wide as I moved my way up them. I began to kiss at your knees and slowly worked my way down your thighs, eventually moving to your inner thighs, causing you to moan and shift slightly.

You then rolled over; causing me to duck out of the way a bit as you swung your legs over. In doing so, you rolled completely out of the covers, tossing them aside as you did, still not fully awake. I smiled and slid my hands up the back of your legs, slowly kneading them under my thick fingers. You let out a sigh of delight as my hands reached your ass, and I began massaging it gently. I slid up on you, working my hands to your thong, and I slowly began tugging it off of you, working it down your thighs and calves. I tossed your panties aside and slid up between your thighs, pressing myself against you.

I saw your hands grab the sheets and you pulled on them hard, moaning with delight, still thinking it might be a dream. I slowly leaned over you and I whispered in your ear to wake you up. Your eyes flew open and you realized where I was. You immediately tried to get up, but I placed a hand on the back of your neck and I began massaging it gently, to make you hot and bothered and to get you to relax a bit at the same time. You immediately settle down and let me begin to please you, as my hand stroked your pussy gently, occasionally fingering your clit as I felt myself hardening against you. You reached out and grabbed the edge of the bed as I moved my other free hand back and freed up my cock from my pants. I then slid my hands over the soft flare of your hips and I pulled you back into me, sliding my cock into you nice and deep, but slowly, holding it deep inside you to let you get used to feeling my hardness inside you again.

You moan nice and loud and begin begging me to fuck you and make it rough. I oblige you, starting slow and picking up the pace until I’m working my cock in and out of you nice and hard, our skin slapping together as I continue to pull you back into me. After a few moments I hear you begin to moan loud and long for me to spank you while I ride your pussy hard. I begin spanking you at the same time as I begin rolling my cock in you in circles, pulling it around all inside you, dragging it along your Göztepe Escort pussy at every possible angle as I slide myself in and out of you harder and faster. I slide my hands down your sides and I begin teasing your breasts, playing with your nipple ring as I knead your luscious breasts under my hands roughly. I keep working my cock into you harder and faster with each second, keeping my cock going deep into you with each thrust. You continue to moan loud, all the while drawing your breath in ragged gasps between moans and screams. I feel your pussy begin to tighten on my cock, and in response I pull out of you, not ready to cum yet and not wanting to have you cum before me.

I grab one of your hips and roll you over, then I grab your wrists and I pin them to the bed as I slide down between your thighs. I slide my cock back into you and I begin working it into you nice and slow again. I feel you wrap your legs around my waist as I struggle to keep your hands pinned to the mattress. Finally I move your hands to the headboard and I refuse to let go unless you grab it and keep your hands there. After you do, I move my hands down to your ass and I begin pulling you up into me, causing your entire pussy to rub along my cock as I worked it in and out of you. I feel myself finally begin to swell inside you and I feel you again begin to tighten on my cock as I work down into you faster and faster with each second. Finally the two of us both surge toward cumming, and I feel myself finally ready to release. At this point, you no longer can hold it in either, and your hands come flying off the headboard to my back, where you begin digging your nails in more and more, causing me pain as well as the pleasure of working my cock into you. In response I work my cock harder and harder into you, slamming us together almost painfully. Your cries of ecstasy become intense as the pain mixes with pleasure for both of us. Finally we both explode into each other, you dragging your nails across my flesh, drawing blood as you cum all over my cock. I explode violently into you as I slam my cock into you deeper and harder than ever before, causing you to scream at the top of your lungs, as we are both fulfilled.

I collapse onto you, having spent most, if not all of my energy. You, however, are not totally spent and you shift your hips slightly, rolling yourself over on top of me. You roll off of me and then you lay to the side of me, your hand trailing down my chest, both of us breathing heavily as we lie there for İstanbul Escort a moment. Your hand finally dives down to my cock, and you begin stroking me gently with your hand, working on making me hard again. I feel myself start to harden slightly, but when you realize that I’m not going to get completely hard without some serious help, you slide your mouth around me and begin bobbing your head up and down while working your hand in tune with it. Quickly I become hard again, and you stop when you realize this, then you swing a leg over and position your pussy just over my cock. You then slide down it slowly, working the head inside you, then working the rest of it into you by dropping onto me hard, causing me to moan and groan loudly as you slam down onto me, our skin slapping together hard.

You then grab my hands, much as I did to you, but instead you move them to your breasts and I palm and knead them as you begin to ride me, rocking your hips down onto me. You reach back with both hands and spread my legs apart, so you can drop down between my legs as you rock back. You rock back and forth hard, occasionally putting your hands back on the bed near my legs as you rock your hips up, keeping my cock inside you and making it bend almost painfully. I keep my hands on your breasts despite the pain and pleasure you were putting me through, squeezing them hard as you ride me. I feel myself begin to swell hard inside you, and you move a hand down under you as you rock harder and harder on me. You squeeze my cock hard, trying to keep me from cumming for as long as you can. I feel you begin to throb on my cock as your pussy becomes even more hot and wet than before. You keep moaning loud and long as you grind down onto me, still squeezing my cock hard to keep me from cumming until you do. I finally don’t think I can hold it any longer, and just at that point, you rock up hard then spasm and I feel your juices coat my cock. You pull your hand off my cock and collapse onto me just as I cum, and you cry out one last time as my hot juice flows into you. I slide my hands to your hips and I pull you up off of me slowly, all the while kissing your lips and neck as I roll you to the side and lay you down next to me.

We lay there for a few moments together before I get up and head off to the shower…After a few moments of washing myself off, I hear the bathroom door open and I pull back the curtain, offering you a spot in the shower with me. You brush up against me, pressing your ass against my cock for Anadolu Yakası Escort a second, then sliding your hand to it. I begin washing you off, sliding the soap over your wet skin as the water cascades down over us both. After a couple minutes I lean in and kiss your neck gently, then whisper in your ear that I’m going down on you. I slide around in front of you, my hands on your waist for a moment, pulling you to me before I kiss down your neck, chest, then over your breasts and stomach. I then pull your hands to the shower wall as I get down to your pussy, the water dribbling down over both of our bodies. I begin to lash your pussy with my tongue, laying it flat as I run it over you, then sucking on your clit and working my lips and tongue side to side and top to bottom on it. You moan loud and tell me to keep going. I keep working you over with my tongue, occasionally letting it dive into your pussy as I keep working you over, stopping only to suck on your clit as before.

Before too long, not for growing bored with it but for wanting to try something new, I slide around behind you and I place my hands on your ass. I spread your ass nice and wide open and slide my cock into it, then I begin working it roughly into your ass, sliding it all the way in and almost all the way out with each thrust. As I’m already hard again, I feel myself begin to swell in your tight ass as I work my hard length in and out of you. I grab the washcloth and I pull my cock out of your ass, then I clean it off as you moan loud, waiting for me to do something more.

After I clean it, I slide my cock into your pussy hard and deep right away, then I begin working it into you hard and fast, making you have to stand on your tiptoes. I wrap your long, flowing hair in my hand and I begin tugging on it enough to make it pleasurable when combined with me working my cock into your pussy hard and fast. I feel you begin to throb and tighten on my cock as you begin building toward a strong cum, since the two of us are both still so hot from the last two times. I finally can hold it no longer, and I tell you I’m about to cum. You respond by sliding a hand back between us and clamping it around my cock, forcing me to hold off cumming again until you can fully build up toward being fulfilled completely. And when I feel your pussy begin to throb and tighten on me hard as I work my cock into you deep and fast. Finally I feel you tighten on me unbearably and you release your grip on my cock just before you explode all over me, and I release hard into you. After a few moments of holding my cock in you, I slowly pull out and let the water wash both you and I off. Finally we go back to the bedroom and lay down on the bed together, kissing and cuddling before falling asleep in each other’s arms.

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“Oh for goodness sake, she’s just an old friend, ok?” Emily climbed off Jack’s lap, fat lips sneering at his flagging member. She pulled up her underwear.

“And yet you refer to her as your ‘first love’, and boast about your… antics , even while I’m inside you?”

Em glared and his stomach wrenched. He wanted the big seductive eyes back. Her wetness chilled on him. She clawed her new, boyish hairdo in frustration. “Years ago at college! Look, you want me to cancel France? Is that what it’s going to take to get you hard again?”

“You talk about this bloody trip too much.”

“What? You think I want to get back together with Beatrice? Now? Right there in her husband’s villa? I see how you look at her. You perve on the thought of us together.”

“Oh yes. That’s what’s got me so hard right now. The thought of watching my wife finally, for once in her life, enjoying oral. With her ex.”

That’s when Em slapped him.

#

They travelled separately to Provence, as Jack had a conference in France, the reason why Beatrice had suggested they all meet up in the first place. He took as long as he could getting there.

His wife’s confession about her past had been hard to take, but he could accept it as that. The past. However, now it was all out in the open, why did she have to dwell on it? Did she really think he enjoyed hearing the explicit details of the things she did with her lesbian lover? “Beatrice fingered me in church… She loved to lick me from behind… often we were both wet to the knees…”

Meanwhile, she was so reticent with him. He wasn’t sure how much more he could take. This weekend would be the ultimate test.

The villa was enormous and beautiful, dappled by cool leafy sunlight and set in its own grounds. Not only was Beatrice a sexual threat, but her husband, the much-feted Parisian artist Le Génie, could afford all this, too? Jack’s manhood shrivelled.

Then Beatrice answered the door.

Beatrice. The bright, happy – irrepressibly flirtatious – artist’s model-turned-muse with her sexy accent and carefree curves and cheeky pout. She threw her arms around him, and for a moment, he was lost in the flowery dampness of her long, dark, just-washed hair.

She reached up and kissed him, French style, once on each cheek. He hugged her, English style, as if she was his maiden aunt. The woman was wildly voluptuous compared to his elfin wife. He had to admit, Emily had impeccable taste in women.

“Bonjour, lovely boy!” She sung and grabbed his hand, hauling him inside. “Le Génie has gone to pick up Emmy in the car. The airport taxis are a rip off. “

She dressed like a gypsy next to the tailored city fashions that Em favoured, her bare feet slap-slapping on cool, smooth flagstones as she led him through the house, turning all the usual polite questions into the bubbliest of conversation. She all but pushed him into their guesthouse, next to a long pool.

“Here you are, all yours, have a swim if you like, but please come and drink wine with me, oui?”

The water looked enticing after his long journey – and Jack wasted no time in getting into his swimming shorts – but then became possessed of a sudden awkwardness about revealing himself to Beat, who sat waiting outside. He loitered by the pool-house door, unsure if he should change back into his clothes. Was this proper? To be half dressed, alone, with his wife’s ex?

“Hurry up!” Beatrice bellowed quite suddenly, as if reading his mind, “Let me see this fabulous physique Emmy gloats over so!”

Bereft of any choice, Jack stepped out to wolf-whistles and dived into the pool. The shock of freezing water took his breath away as he crawled across to where Beatrice sat with a bottle, dangling her feet in the water, dark peasant skirt up around her brown knees. She giggled as he gasped to a stop. “The pool is fed straight from the mountains,” she said, “I forgot to say. Sorry. Drink this.” Beatrice shoved a large glass of red wine at him and gulped at hers. “Let them find us in-flagrante delicto, non?”

Jack smirked. “I don’t believe that means what you think it does, Beatrice.”

She sipped, and sparkled at him. Jack was suddenly thankful for the cold water. He glugged wine. “Where is my wife, and your perfect man, then hmm?” He said, feeling her eyes drilling into his chest.

Beatrice sighed. “Oui, they are taking far too long. But Le Génie is not so perfect. I am cross with him.” She pulled a goose-bumped foot out of the pool and cupped toes in her hands.

Jack squirmed; he did not want to be drawn into taking sides in a lovers tiff. He held his Maltepe Escort tongue. Beatrice growled anyway. “He is so selfish, you know?”

He gestured to the pool and house. “He seems to be providing you with a good life, to me.”

“No.” She pressed her lips to a raised knee as if to shut herself up, then blurted. “I mean as a lover. You two are so lucky to enjoy licking each other so. With him it is like-” she mimicked him, grimacing and sticking out her tongue. “Sorry. You are English I know, you don’t talk of such things.”

Jack downed his wine and dunked his head in the water. Beatrice roared with laughter and refilled his glass. The sun, the wine, this beautiful, candid, woman. He felt dizzy already and left the glass alone. But…

“Em said that?”

“What?”

“That we… she and I enjoy…” He rolled his hand. Beat peered down at him almost in triumph.

“What, this is not true?”

“No. It’s great. Just, well. Never mind.”

Beatrice smiled and patted his arm. Her hand hot and soft. “You forget how well I know your lovely wife, Jack. She is also a little like Le Génie, non? Why do you think we split up, her and me. I know she enjoys receiving a lot more than… giving.”

Hot, lapping, silence consumed them.

Beatrice clasped her hands between her knees and flipped her legs in the water. “What is taking our lovers so long!” she gasped, cheeks pink.

Probably the wine, Jack deduced. It was certainly getting to him. Then, as if to prove the point, he blustered, “Probably in a field somewhere tearing each other’s clothes off.”

Beatrice sniggered. “Oui, enjoying a lovely soixante-neuf on the grass. Laughing and licking and climaxing…”

“Yes! That’s it, the bastards.” Jack laughed too loudly. His heart hammering fit to burst, unlocking every brain cell and releasing all sense. He slapped Beat’s knee. “Come on then, our turn! Get your knickers off girl!”

His attempt at bawdy humour barked out over the water and away into the icy mountains. Beatrice arched her great dark eyebrows and her smile trembled, then disappeared. She blinked slowly. A long terrible moment eked itself out. Jack closed his eyes in shame, waiting for the gentle rejection.

“Monsieur, I would certainly remove my underwear, if…” Her voice was a husky whisper, “… if I was wearing any.”

Such a quiet bombshell. Jack cleared his throat and Beatrice chuckled. She stroked one foot with the other. They both watched her legs.

“I suppose,” Jack felt a warm stirring in his shorts, “It’s just too hot for undergarments.”

“Maybe.” Beatrice shrugged. “But when one is to entertain a beautiful man, it is just exciting to be secretly naked, non?”

Her dark eyes seemed to fill the sky. He pulled himself out of the water and splashed onto the poolside. She made no secret of staring into his lap. He leant back, letting the water run off his skin and his shorts squirm beneath her gaze, secretly glad that the heat of the wine and the conversation seemed to mitigate any cold-shrinkage down there. This was ok. Flirtation. No harm in it.

“No. You’re teasing me.” He said, trying not to blare another nervous laugh.

Beatrice stood and swirled her skirt with contrived flamboyance as she pivoted and strode away, revealing in an irresistible glimpse of clefts that she definitely was not teasing.

Jack rose and followed, possessed by the notion that they were beyond flirtation now, and then mesmerised by the wobbling swing of her hips as she climbed the stairs. In her bedroom, she reclined in the corner of a window seat, sat carelessly with her skirt gathered between rudely splayed knees.

She tilted her lips up at him as he stood beside her, but this was not what he wanted. She pressed the palm of her hand to the stiffness in his shorts, and he flexed against it, then gripped her skirt and pulled it up as if tearing aside the last shred of their conscience.

She watched him take in her mound and swung her knees wider. He settled between them and pushed his mouth to her flushed folds, so much fuller than Em’s, and lapped his tongue into a shocking slickness. After months without the marshmallow resilience of a woman in his mouth, jack’s head spun. He groaned and his manhood bucked in his shorts.

Beatrice pulled her legs up and back and muttered in staccato french, moaning and gasping as he devoured her sex, relishing its salty heat and the eager grind of her hips at his mouth. When she cried out and locked her hands behind his head, and then her feet too, he found himself humming as loudly as Beatrice. It had Anadolu Yakası Escort been so long since he had pleased a woman this much, this way, that his eyes moistened at the bliss of it.

She arched and howled “Oui! OUI!” And Jack laughed, licked, and gulped at the illicitly satisfying pulse of her juices as she ground out a deep, writhing climax on his tongue.

She shuddered and swore as he eased off his licking, kissing her lightly and enjoying her post orgasmic slinkiness. She took his head in both hands and peered down at him.

She stooped and kissed him, her tongue flipping in his mouth. “You like to eat me?” She said, biting a drop of her own moisture from her lips. Jack nodded, wiping his hand across his.

“Prove it.” Beatrice nodded at his trunks. He stood and presented his hips to her, his cock ridiculously stuck out the top, harder than he had ever been.

“Oh, Oui…” Beatrice pulled the shorts down and took hold of his member, her hot hand delicious on his chilled skin. “What a delightful brute! That is too hard, it will burst, non?” She pressed a kiss to it and sighed, her breath rolled down his shaft along with a teased-out drop of pre-cum. She swung her tongue around him, chuckling as his knees trembled.

“I’m not finished,” he said and pushed her back. She beamed and lifted her hips and he impaled her effortlessly and deeply in one slow stroke. Her jaw dropped and her sex fluttered as she engulfed him, chewing her hips at his strokes.

“Merde.” She breathed, “This will not take—”

The crunch of tyres on gravel below, just outside the open window, jolted Jack to a halt.

“No!” Beatrice wrapped her legs around his hips as he pulled away in panic.”I am too close!” She wriggled her hips at him to speed up. He pushed firmly and quickly.

The car stopped and a brake cranked. From their position, they could see through the passenger window, into Emily’s lap. With a twist of guilt he recognised the grey silk chinoise dress Em would wear to please him.

Beatrice huffed and puffed her whispering encouragement, grinning down at the cuckolds. “Oui, oui… don’t stop. Oh… how… delicious…”

Jack was torn between the picture of unequivocal, blushed, pleasure spread before him and the torturing glimpse of his wife and Le Génie, outside. He pushed as hard and fast as he could into the clamouring woman, desperate for her to orgasm so they could compose themselves before they were caught. At the same time he was shocked at the strength of his ardour, that the urge to please Beatrice was more compelling than even the terror of being discovered.

Beatrice seemed unconcerned, worse, she seemed to be enjoying the moment, her cries mounting in volume. He pushed his hand over her mouth but this seemed to drive her even wilder.

Then everything went strange, as -in the car – a man’s hand leant over Emily’s lap and pulled up her skirt. Emily didn’t stop him. She remained with the silk around the crease of her thighs, revealing her stocking tops and panties. Her wedding lingerie, in fact.

Beatrice whimpered and shuddered. “They can’t… see us!” she said, eyes wide and riveted, also, to the oddness playing out below.

Emily leant back and pulled the skirt higher, sliding her hips to the edge of the seat and opening her knees a little. Displaying herself.

“Oh Oui!” Beatrice rammed her hips hard at Jack’s thrusts.

Emily tugged down the waist of her underwear and exposed her nakedness to the driver. She had done something to her mound. Gone was her honey tuft of hair. What kind of nightmare was this? Jack wanted to climax, and howl in pain. He swallowed at a hard lump in his throat even as Beatrice swallowed his hardness between her legs. The man patted his wife’s smooth bald folds like a puppy’s head. What kind of reaction was that?

Beatrice rolled her eyes and locked rigid. Jack rammed and hauled her orgasm out of her, holding up her feet, grinding his teeth as Emily fixed her clothing and got out of the car. Alerted by Beatrice’s cries of pleasure, she peered up at them.

Beatrice stirred her hips and wound down her orgasm whilst waving feverishly to Emily. “We are in flagrante delicto!” she squealed. Jack set his jaw. Emily frowned, smoothed the front of her skirt, and charged into the house. The car pulled away.

Beatrice’s eager sex, combined with the sight of his wife’s own infidelity had balled him up inside. So, even though Beatrice had climaxed and was crimson and floppy beneath him; even though his wife’s footfalls trotted up the stairs toward them, he could not stop İstanbul Escort pushing his aching manhood relentlessly in and out of that slavering hole. He would confront Emily like this, fucking her best friend. Her first love’s juices stringing off his fucking balls.

Emily charged into the room, screaming.

“Yay!” she shrieked and grabbed Jack’s face, covering it in kisses, her tongue plunging into his mouth. She smacked her lips. “Salty!” she said, and slapped his bare arse. “I hope that means what I think it does. Darling Cherie!” She spun and launched herself onto Beatrice’s face next. “Clever girl! I didn’t think you could do it!”

She pulled away and regarded the pair, hands clasped and joggling on the spot, eyes flicking over them as if they were a fairground ride and she was working out where to get on.

Beatrice, it seemed, had devolved to pure animal. It was all she could do to rock her hips at him, her hand squeezing Em’s bottom. “Jack is about to give me my third orgasm, darling Emmy, can I have him one more minute?” she purred.

“Yummy, I’ll watch.” Emily unhooked her shoulder straps and let her dress slide to the floor. ” Your hubbie didn’t agree with my choice of lingerie, Beatie.”

“Darling… oh… my husband is gay. Unless you had a cock in there… ah… he will not care… oh…”

Em smiled and wriggled off her panties. “He liked my Hollywood wax, though.” She posed, twirling the silk underwear around her finger. Jack gawped at his wife as if for the first time, resplendent in bra, stockings, and absolutely nothing else. Other than a look of perfect joy. Even her newly revealed intimate lips seemed happy, poking out a cheeky pink tongue; she chuckled and kissed him again.

“Come on, don’t slow down, can’t you see she’s close? I hope you didn’t mind our little subterfuge?”

Beatrice groaned, Jack gripped her hips and shoved hard into her gaping slot. “I’ll cope, I think,” he said. Em was already climbing onto the window seat with them, standing astride her friend with her naked rump toward him.

“There is a rental fee for my hubby,” Em said, pushing her hips at Beatrice’s face. It was the last straw for the woman’s resolve. Jack glimpsed a wet tongue slide up into his wife and then Beatrice shuddered into another rigid, though muffled, orgasm.

Em watched Jack over her shoulder with huge hooded eyes as her Beatrice screeched a climax into her sex and Jack slid hard and fast between her best friend’s thighs. Em grasped her bottom and dug her nails into it. “Oh God yes,” she muttered and shivered, stirring her hips on Beatrice’s face.

The roller coaster ride of an afternoon had left Jack unsure whether he would orgasm any second or never again. He decided to just go with it while he had it, and slid out of Beatrice. He stood on the seat and slid straight up into his wife.

Emily laughed with a wild abandon Jack had never heard from her before. Her friend cackled, licking them both eagerly as he impaled Em deeply from behind.

“There it is!” Beatrice said, “At last! The Laugh!”

The Laugh? This extreme pleasure was that common – for them – it had a name. Why didn’t he know this? A dark flash of doubt had Jack faltering; a doubt consumed by his wife’s tight, shockingly liquid hollow, the slender writhe of her hips and the flared plumping of her bottom. Everything underscored by Beatrice, licking Em’s juices from his balls.

Jack decided to stop worrying. He increased his speed until Em’s buttocks slapped on his front and Beatrice licked and sucked everything that came into range.

Em emitted a long, low moan. It had been so long since he’d heard this noise; he had quite forgotten what it meant. Beatrice didn’t miss the cue and sat to attention. When it hit him, that his wife was about to climax, every lock sprung inside him. He moaned too.

“Yes,” Em muttered into his ear, her head lolling back in the crook of his neck. “Cum with me.”

“Oui, oui! hmmf!” Beatrice pressed her lips to Em’s bud and with a juddering howl Emily was sucked, and fucked, into orgasm. Jack locked too, tried to control his thrusts as long as he could, then plunged wildly as he erupted into his wife.

Beatrice laughed all the way through their blissful twitching, lapping them through it and refusing to stop when they finally calmed down. She sparkled up at them, running her tongue along his glossy length as Jack withdrew. He shivered and Em laughed and hopped in hysterics as Beatrice probed a cheeky tongue inside her.

“So, darling Jack, tell me,” Em said, climbing off them both. “Still think I was looking forward to this trip too much?”

But Jack was lost, Beatrice taking his idly pumping member into her mouth and drawing on it with a blissful hum. Em stroked her friend’s hair, watching. Her lip curled. “Oh, and by the way, both of you?” she said. “I will never do… that.”

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He comes to me each night and I long for the day to end just so I can be with him. He fills me with his spirit, and I am satiated.

Each night I prepare myself for him. I lavish my body in a bath of lavender scented oils. I sponge the warm water over my skin and breathe in the sensual aroma of the candles. I let my hands wander over my body, feeling the softness of my skin. I feel I could almost sleep in this oasis of warmth and aroma.

Wrapping myself in the thickest towel, I pat my skin dry. Small drops of water still drip from my shoulder length hair, causing tiny rivers down my spine as I move from the warm lush bathtub to the edge of my bed.

Wanting to be soft to his touch, I smooth cream all over my skin with the palms of my hands. I want him to be surrounded by the sweet scent of my perfume. To be mesmerized by the silky feel of my skin. My fingers massage the cream into the calves of my legs and then up over my stomach. It is all I can do to resist the temptation of letting them slip between my thighs. By now thoughts of him occupy every corner of my mind and I can feel the swelling and heat that comes from the memories of him.

Carelessly, I allow my hands to run down over my stomach and fall between my aching, swollen loins. Ecstasy envelops me and it is all I can do to stop myself from falling backwards onto the bed, surrendering myself to these blissful yearnings.

The wind blows the curtains billowing into my room, breaking my reverie and I move to the window. I can hear his voice calling me in the night. My name on his lips! How I love to kiss those sweet, delectable lips. I know he’ll be here soon.

Still naked, I admire my body in the mirror. Tracing a finger down my side and smiling at what I see. I enjoy how my breasts heave as I take a deep breathe, thinking of him Maltepe Escort kissing me. With only a gold necklace around my neck, there is nothing to interfere with his hands that will want to explore all of me as he makes me his own.

The silk wrap on the chair shall be my blanket. The feel of it on my skin makes me shiver. I lie on the bed and wait.

Slowly I drag the fabric up over my body. The coolness of it make my breasts scream and nipples taut. I let it slip between my legs and feel it pull up against me, as I slowly drag it. I am completely covered. He will enjoy coming in and seeing me this way. Lying in bed, naked and waiting only for him.

My eyes are closed, but I feel him drawing near. The wind blows in again through the window. I feel the softness of it caress my skin. Then I’m not sure if it is the wind or his breath I feel. The silk scarf falls away from my body as I wait for him with great anticipation.

I feel him trace his finger over my cheek and then my lips. I want to take it into my mouth but he draws away. With my eyes closed, I can’t see him. I only feel him. His finger continues over my chin and down slowly along my neck. I take a deep breath as I feel a shiver run through me. I know his eyes are drinking in my nakedness. I can somehow feel his heart beating quickly; I hear his breath coming in a soft whisper. He is calling my name, teasing me by brushing the silk scarf over my breasts. I arch my back, aching for him to touch me. Wanting his hands to cup my breasts, massage them. I long for him to roll my nipples between his fingers. The silk scarf slides lower down my body and I am exposed entirely in the pale moonlight.

I know he must be enjoying this moment. I am his, and his alone. I feel him draw near me. He whispers in my ear – a husky, beckoning İstanbul Escort call filled with an urgency that we are both consumed with. His lips are on the nape of my neck, his hands tracing circles around my breasts. I am paralyzed with ecstasy. My lips are begging to be kissed, and when they meet his the desire in my body comes alive. I nibble and taste him. I long to just run my tongue over his lips, to suck on them. His kisses fill my body with waves of delight as his hands rub my nipples and softly squeeze my breasts. I must have more of him.

I hungrily kiss his neck and run my lips to his chest. My hands feel the tight muscles in his back, as he so carefully lets his body hover over mine. I am lost in this emotion. I am lost in his touch. Like a doll he puts his hands under me and pulls me to him. There isn’t a questioning look. He understands my need. His lips hungrily find my breasts, and suck on my nipples as my intense moans grow. Fingers are running down, pressing in between my legs. Oh, how I want to feel you touch me. They tease, feel, play and I push my hips skywards, urgently wanting them inside. Longing for them to penetrate deep inside, to satisfy that intense desire.

His Lips are like fire moving down my body and I feel his hard maleness moving from my thigh down. I sigh and press my hips deep into the bed under me. Enticing him to move lower, screaming in my mind for his kisses to reach farther down. I am his goddess, my moans his call. He is rewarded with every soft moan and sigh as he lets his lips fall to me. His tongue presses between my sweet lips; tasting the desire he’s created. My mind blank, my body moves with a rhythm of its own. My fingers run through his hair, as he teases me with butterfly kisses.

Feeling his breath against my thigh, his Anadolu Yakası Escort tongue dancing, I am drowning in a wave of rapture. A moment is lost; there isn’t thought or sound. Only the explosive pleasure he brings to me.

My eyes flutter open and I see him. A glow from the window washes over his body. I reach for him, pulling him to me. He pushes his body against mine, his hips between my trembling thighs. He takes my hands and puts them above my head, his fingers wrap around my wrists, holding me there, immobilized by his strength and desire. I slowly feel him press into me while my lips eagerly meet his. My breasts arch into his chest and slowly he starts making love to me.

He continues to hold my hands away from his body and only allows me to explore him with my lips. I am insane in wanting to touch him. I want to pull his hips into me, run my hands over his back. I want to gently trace his lips and kiss them greedily. I seek out his lips, and bite down on them as his thrusts inside me quicken. I can’t breathe as my body consumes him. The sweat rolling down his back drips onto my stomach and he groans as he nuzzles into my neck and sends me reeling. I drag my hands out of his and reach for his body. Stroking him, feeling his skin, pulling him so deep into me that I want to scream, from sheer passion. I hear myself calling out his name and he responds with a soft moan. I push him from me and turn onto my tummy. I drag his hands around me until I feel his chest brush my back. I sway my hips into him and tease him until he grabs them and takes me forcefully.

Both of us moan from the sheer animalistic desire that takes over. The urges to just devour each other. His hands reach and squeeze my breasts. I push my back into him and turn enough to reach his lips with my own. Ragged breaths. Strong moans. Deep, hard strokes. He clutches me to him and with a final plunge into the depth of my soul, he shudders against me. He is mine. For that one suspended moment, we are one. Phantom lovers, spirits that mix together, and share a passion, in the darkest still of the night.

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Kenna jumped as the doorbell rang. Was she really ready for this? She squared her shoulders and checked herself in the mirror one last time. Perfect… short tight jean skirt, tiny black tank top, bed rumpled hair. She took a deep breath and pulled the door open. She could do this, this wasn’t that hard. Take it one moment at a time. As their eyes locked it was as if they had never been apart. There stood Billy in his old ripped up jeans and t-shirt. Looking like he had stepped out of the pages of an Anne Rice novel with his long black hair and seductive eyes. She heard someone clearing their throat and the trance was broken. Looking down she saw a plain girl, standing to the side and slightly behind Billy. Her eyes ran up and down, taking inventory. The girl was short… maybe five two, and chubby. She wasn’t ugly really, just uninspired. Her face was round, her eyes were brown… dark kind of curly hair pulled back. She was wearing jeans and a hooded sweatshirt, and Kenna was amazed that anyone would dress so fully for a California summer. The girl was shifting back and forth from one foot to the other, obviously uncomfortable. Kenna bit the inside of her cheek and thought to herself “Here goes nothing “

She motioned for the two of them to enter the apartment and take a seat on the couch. With a confident smile that she didn’t really feel she asked “Would either of you like something to drink?” Billy shook his head and the girl just looked at the floor.

“Hey babes,” Billie said as he relaxed back into the couch, “This is Anadolu Yakası Escort Lindy.” Kenna smiled and said everything that was polite but she could tell that the girl wasn’t comfortable. Hell, who could blame her. I mean here she is meeting the girl who he was prepared to spend the rest of his life with and they’ve been together for like three months.

As things progressed they just got more awkward. The girl was obviously pissed, and her passive aggressive bullshit was starting to give Kenna headache. Couldn’t this girl just come out and say it already. It was obvious that she didn’t fit. Billy and Kenna knew each other too well. They shard private jokes, they could speak to each other without voicing a word. Of course Lindy didn’t fit. I mean what is three months compared to three years? Even the radio was conspiring against her, playing all of their old songs. Lindy finally spoke up, shocking the hell out of Kenna. “She speaks Who knew?” Kenna snickered to herself.

Looking so painfully uncomfortable that putting her out of her misery almost seemed justified Lindy whispered “I feel like the third wheel on a date.” Kenna and Billy both tried to make her more comfortable. Billy let go of Kenna’s hand and put his arm around Lindy, and Kenna attempted to be nice by telling her that it was only old friendship and that it just took time to get to know people this well. By the time three hours had passed Lindy had to leave for work and she did not look at all happy about leaving Billy alone with Kenna. She offered Kurtköy Escort to call in sick, but Billy assured her that Kenna would take care of him. Kenna shook her head at his choice of words but didn’t say anything.

After Lindy had left for work Kenna suggesting driving around and looking at some of their old haunts. They drove around talking for hours and ended up at an office building. The building was never locked and they had started out using the bathrooms at night when they were out with their friends and didn’t want to drive too far. After discovering that the place was never locked and always empty at night they had started using the bathrooms for something more ummm… involved. As it turned out Kenna needed to get rid of the 44 oz Dr. Pepper she had drank, and so they snuck into the building and up to the third floor.

Kenna wasn’t looking for anything else… she honestly just had to pee… but the memories were all around her. Being there with Billy made it seem as if they had never broken up, as if they had never been apart. Their connection was as strong as ever. When they reached the bathrooms they didn’t speak. They just looked at each other, and as the bathroom door closed behind them their lips locked. Clothes were thrown everywhere as their tongues dueled. It felt so good, so right, to be there with him… to be holding him…. kissing him. In that moment nothing and noone else existed. They were alone in the world, touching and tasting each other. He pushed her down onto the floor and as he came down Pendik Escort on top of her she wrapped her legs around him. Her arms went up over her head, hands flat against the wall to brace her body. Their eyes locked as he slid into her and groaned. She threw her head back and began to pump her hips. The entire room went out of focus. They were the only two people on earth, the only thing that mattered was how good she felt. She reached out with her tongue to lick the sweat off of his neck, and her entire body arched off of the floor. She exploded, tightening around him in spasms. She heard him moan once, twice… and then he went still inside of her.

Kenna opened her eyes to see Billy holding his body about an inch above hers. He slowly slid out of her as he sat up and pulled her up with him. Their eyes locked for a moment, and in that moment she knew. This was it… this was all they had for now. She wasn’t going back. He wouldn’t leave. Their lives were separate now. Kenna stood all the way up and began to get dressed. She laughed when she saw the mess he had made of her hair and did her best to straiten it with her fingers. He groaned when he felt the wet spot on his jeans. This had happened, they couldn’t take it back. Kenna didn’t honestly know if she wanted to take it back. Now, well now it was time for damage control. They made their way down to the parking lot and leaned up against the car. Kenna lit up a smoke and Billy joined her. As they stood there in silence a familiar car drove by. “SHIT!” Billy whispered. “Did you see that?”

“Yeah,” Kenna said back, “just relax… she probably didn’t notice us and even if she did… well it isn’t as if we are still naked.” They both heard the screech of brakes. Kenna rolled her eyes and got ready to face the dragon.

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I was walking through the house, I don’t remember why, especially after seeing her sitting there. There at her little makeshift desk crunching numbers she sat. For who or what I didn’t really care, I just noticed her sitting there with that tight t-shirt on. She never wore bras around the house, it only made things harder to access for me, a victim of being a male, I loved tits and her’s were perfect. On her small frame, they looked even bigger than they really were. Stretching the fabric tight across them, I swear that shirt was two sizes too small and it probably was, she loved to tease me nonchalantly.

I loved that way about her, how she would sit across from me reading a book or watching tv and slightly part her legs, just enough for me to see that she had no underwear on and if I was really lucky, a glimmer light from the delicious moisture that flowed from her. It would make me hard as a rock. We would sit there waiting to see who could hold out the longest. I would make no attempt to cover up the throbbing bulge in my pants, even shifting in my seat to show it off even more while catching her out of the corner of my eye staring at it. She didn’t like to let on but she craved my cock.

In a matter of time, she was always the one who couldn’t hold out, often excusing herself to go to the kitchen or some other place in the house, usually to pull up her skirt and plunge a finger or two into her hot slit while moaning softly, the only loud noise coming from her wetness. After a minute or two I would follow after her only to stumble upon her in a moment of weakness. I could only watch her, skirt hiked up, leaning on the counter with her legs spread, fingers working herself over trying to cum. The juices had formed a small puddle on the floor, her hand glistening as it plunged in and out. After seeing that, I had to pull my cock out, it was starting to hurt straining so hard against my jeans. I stood there erect, watching this obscene display with precum dripping out of me onto the floor.

I couldn’t stand it anymore, the things this girl does to me. I walked up behind her, she didn’t even notice, lost in her own near-orgasmic world, and slid my hand around her neck Kartal Escort and squeezed gently. This was all it took as she moaned loudly and came hard. Feeling her shake as I bent her over the counter I couldn’t help but smile. Letting go of her neck, I pulled her shirt up releasing her perfect breasts with the rock hard nipples onto the cold countertop, then reached for both hands and pulled them behind her back. I held them there with one hand, the other pushing her back down onto the counter. She knew better than to resist.

I eased up behind her, my cock sliding up between her legs and over the soaking wet lips of her pussy. I slowing slid over them again and again, enjoying the wanting moans she made. She wanted it so bad but I was going to take my time physically taunting her with each slow thrust coating my cock with her juices. Reaching up with my free hand and pulling her hair to the side exposing the side of her beautiful face, I licked from her shoulders up to neck, tasting her. I craved her, every square inch. I wanted to taste every single spot on her body, a lick here, a nibble there. On occasion I would even give her a bite, not hard enough to break the skin but enough to leave a mark, often on the edge of where her clothing would lie. A casual slip would inform anyone looking that she wasn’t the formal lady she appeared to be but a nympho in nuns clothing as it were.

I made my way up her neck with my tongue, licking and nibbling along the way. Pulling on her earlobe with my teeth, listening to her moan and feeling her close her legs to trap my cock between her thighs, squeezing me as tight as she can while I slowly thrust between them. It was when I reached her lips and they parted that I spread her lower lips with my cock, the instant our tongues touched was the same instant I sunk deep inside of her. Her tight pussy milking me for all I was worth. Kissing her while I slowly went as deep into her tight wet hole as I possibly could.

I broke the kiss and stared into her eyes for what seemed like forever, I felt like I could see into her very soul. I could see her want for me on that beautiful face of hers, her mouth forming the Pendik Escort words “fuck…me…please?…”. I knew what had to be done. I closed my eyes and stood back up, I could feel her tighten as she knew what was coming.

Looking down at that perfect round ass of hers, pulling my cock out slowly and pushing back in, giving her that feeling of fullness she desired. Watching her pussy lips stretched around my cock as her pussy desperately tries to pull me back in as I pull out. She starts to lean up off the counter in eagerness, she never could hold out for long. I gathered her hair in my hand and pushed her back down forcefully and relieved her of her wait. My cock started slamming in and out of her hard, deep, and fast. My thighs slapping against her ass, my balls slapping her clit with a moist sound escaping every time.

I pounded into her like a jackhammer, all the way out to the tip and back in as deep as I could go. Her moans told me I was giving her exactly what she needed as she made little animal noises. A squeak every now and again as I slammed into her so hard I must have hit her cervix. She loved every second of it. Letting go of her hair, I slapped her across the ass hard, again and again making her cheek glow a bright red. She was helpless to do anything, my other hand still holding both of hers behind the small of her back. I had complete control over her every move.

As the pressure built inside of me, I picked up the pace and fucked her harder than I thought possible. She was going to be sore for days after this, her punishment for her wanton acts. I let go of her hands but they stay where they are and reach up, pulling her back by her shoulders so we’re both standing, her big tits now free for me to grope and squeeze. Playing with her tits, pulling on her nipples until they’re hard enough to cut diamonds. Rolling them between my fingers gently at first, then pinching and pulling, an act that would cause her great pain but now only gives her immense pleasure. I roll them harder between my fingers while still fucking her pussy for all it’s worth, I want them to be sore as well, every shirt she wears for days will scrape across Göztepe Escort them making her tingle with every step she takes, every move she makes.

She’s almost there, almost to the point of cumming so hard she loses consciousness. Her legs are shaking and her knees are weak from the fucking I’ve been giving her. I can feel her pussy pulsing on my cock. It’s when she starts to shake at the onset of her earthshattering cum that I plunge deep inside of her and she squirts her girl juice all over my balls, some making it far enough to land on my legs. Her inner thighs have streaks of our juices going down past her knees. It’s as she’s still cumming that I pull out and push against her ass, she doesn’t even notice, she’s in her own little world. My dick coated in pussy lube, there’s no resistance as I slide in deep and start fucking her earnestly. This sets her off again and I can feel every muscle in her body tense as she writhes in pleasure.

I’m so close, I can feel my cum boiling inside of me. She’s still cumming, groaning loudly as she lays on the counter pushing her ass out against me. She starts coming back to earth as she turns enough for me to see her looking at me, biting her lower lip. Her tits jiggling with every thrust. From the squeezing I feel inside of her, I can tell she’s close yet again. I slap her ass again hard, watching her close her eyes in shock and pleasure, then reach around to flick my fingers across her clit in rhythm with my cock.

I’m on the verge of unleashing my load into her, the whole point of this entire exercise. She looks surprised when I stop rubbing her clit and pull out her tight ass but quickly understands as I pull her off the counter onto her shaky legs and push her down. She finds my cock and sticks it as far into her throat as she can while simultaneously cramming 3 fingers from one hand into herself and tugging at her clit with the other as I grab the sides of her head and fuck her mouth as I stare into her beautiful face. It’s at the point we cum at the same time, I flood her mouth with my cum, puffing out her cheeks before she can swallow it all as she squirts girl cum all over her hand before dripping into a puddle on the floor.

She finishes sucking the last drop out of me before letting my now spent cock fall from her lips. We’re both soaked with sweat as I steady myself and pull her up and hug her tightly to me. Our lips meet and our eyes close as we fall deep into eachother.

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I called Tina and asked if she could get away for a night sometime this week.

There was silence from the other end of the phone line as she pondered. “I think I could make Friday night,” she said, “I must be back home by Saturday lunchtime though, what do you have in mind?”

“That’s perfect Tina,” I said, “I just want you to myself for a night of love, I thought we could go to a hotel somewhere, not too far away, we don’t want to drive far.”

So it was sorted, I booked a hotel only thirty minutes drive away, and early Friday evening we signed in at the reception. We hadn’t taken much gear with us, A change of clothes, and underwear each and our toothbrushes and that was about it.

We went up to our room and as soon as the door closed behind us, I pulled her into me, I crushed her to my chest and told her how much I had missed her.

“Me too,” she whispered.

I told her I had booked a table in the restaurant for eight o’clock, so we had two hours to ourselves till then. Tina had her arms round my neck, leaning back slightly as she looked at me and with her lower body pressed into my groin.

“What shall we do with those two hours?” she enquired amidst a giggle.

“Well,” I said, “I am sure the hotel will have a selection of board games we can hire, we can easily pass two hours playing that, OR, we can watch Gardeners World, on the TV, OR…” and I kissed her neck and squeezed her breast, “We can make wild passionate love, which would you prefer?”

“Go on then,” Tina laughed playfully, “lets make love, then I can get a good nights sleep later, when you are too tired to do it again.”

“No chance of that my darling, you will get no sleep tonight, I have not lashed out on this sumptuous hotel room for you to go to sleep,” and we laughed again. I put my lips to hers, and our tongues flicked together, open mouthed we kissed again, this time our tongues clinging together.

Slowly between kisses we undressed each other, Tina’s top, my shirt, her jeans, my jeans, her bra… Tina’s gorgeous breasts came tumbling out, I caught my breath, I marvelled wondrously at them, so round and soft and so perfect for the rest of her body, I bent my head and kissed each nipple, and licked around each one, we fell backwards onto the bed, with me on top, and for some minutes we kissed and caressed each others bodies.

After satisfying myself with her eyes and nose and cheeks and lips, I kissed the top of her chest, I moved my hand to the sides of her breasts, and just stroked her there, I kissed underneath her breasts and the top of her stomach. We still wore our pants, I turned her over so that she lay on her stomach, I knelt either side of her body and massaged her shoulders, then down to her bum cheeks, round, fleshy and soft.

I kissed her buttocks, and pulled the rear strip of her thong out of the crack of her perfect arse, I allowed my gaze to drift downwards as I pulled the strap until I could see the lovely peach shape of her beautiful pussy, so smooth and succulent, I eased her thong off.

Tina lay with her arms in front of her and with her head resting on them. I pushed her legs apart and ran my fingers along her pussy slit, pushing my fingers into her already wet hole,

I asked Tina to raise her bum up, as she did so I took my boxers off and held my now hard erect cock in readiness, her pussy was in direct line with my cock, and I guided it to her entrance, pushing forward as I did so, my cock slid into her tight cunt.

Tina pushed back on all fours, she squealed and moaned as my shaft filled her sex.

“Oh yes, push it in harder she called to me, I began to fuck her with long slow strokes, gradually increasing my pace, faster and harder, I banged against her bum cheeks, reaching under her body to feel her nipples and squeeze her tits, then I held her hips and pulled and pushed her soft body harder and faster into mine.

Tina whimpered then shouted loudly, the bed shook and the room seemed to rattle, she cried out and raised and shook her body aggressively, I hung on to her knowing she had cum, I felt round her pussy and the cum dripped from her.

Resuming my thrusts, my thick cock stretched her hole, more thrusts and my eyes screwed up, my face tingled and my motion froze for a second before I ejaculated my entire balls full of cum deep into her welcoming pussy.

Tina fell forward onto her face and I lay on top of her, resting on her spongy buttocks, it felt so comfortable, we didn’t speak for ages, then I whispered in her ear, “Shall we Maltepe Escort play that board game?”

It was time we got down to the restaurant for dinner, we showered together then dressed and went downstairs, the dining room was quite full but our table was ready for us and we settled down to enjoy our meal.

It was a good atmosphere in the restaurant and we chatted to the waiter, he told us that later that night a singer would be performing in the lounge, I asked who and he said it was Donny Gaul, the Irish folk singer, we laughed out loud at his name, knowing full well that it was just for his act.

“Shall we go and listen,” I asked Tina.

“I would like to,” she said, “we will be in the bar anyway so we may as well listen to him.

So after finishing our meal and thanking the waiter, we made our way to the lounge. Irish folk singing would not generally be the choice of either of us, but this guy was good and he really entertained the big crowd there to see him.

At eleven o’clock he finished his act and said his goodbyes to the audience, coming off stage he had to pass our table, so I called to him, “Hey man you were great.”

He stopped and said, “Well thank you very much, glad you enjoyed it.”

“Can I buy you a drink?” I asked.

“Sure,” he replied and sat down with us.

I told him I was Mark and introduced him to Tina, he took her hand and looked at her appreciatively. I called the waiter over and ordered more drinks and we began chatting to Donny, he told us he was staying at the hotel and would be appearing again the next night, we asked if he was in any hurry to go anywhere and he said he wasn’t, and would probably just go to bed.

One drink led to another, and another, and I noticed that Tina had changed her drink again to Vodka and orange. I knew from experience that she always became randy and sex obsessed when she drank that, and I wondered if she had designs on some fun with Donny. We were getting on well together and the lounge began to empty as it got late and guests went off to their beds. Tina nudged my leg and flashed her eyes at me, letting me know she was interested in prolonging our friendship with Donny

“It looks like they are closing up,” I said, “Come up to our room Donny, we can have another drink up there.”

Donny looked quizzically at us. Tina excused herself and went off to the loo, and while she was gone, I asked Donny a question.

“Do you fancy some fun and games tonight Donny?”

” What do you mean by fun and games,” he asked, half knowing what I meant, but wanting confirmation.

Well Tina has an eye for you and we like variety in our sex lives.”

His face brightened up, “lead the way,” he said enthusiastically.

Tina returned and on the way upstairs, she held my hand and smiled, while giving me a knowing look, she knew what I had in mind and was giving me her approval.

“Which room are you in?” asked Donny, “I just have to pop along to my room, I will be back in 5 minutes.”

“OK,” I said, telling him our room number, and he dashed off along one of the other corridors.

Tina looked a little concerned, “He hasn’t run off has he,” she asked.

“I think he will be back alright, he wanted something from his room,” I reassured her.

Once in the room Tina went straight to the bathroom, I sat and waited for Donny. True to his word he was back in the five minutes, he had a bag with him and he dropped it just inside the door.

“Are you OK with this?” I asked him.

“Oh yeah, I’m all ready for action,” he said with a big grin.

“Fine,” I said, “Lets see what happens when Tina comes back.

A few minutes passed by, then Tina emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a big fluffy bath towel, Donny stared, and I grinned my approval. I met her in the middle of the room, gave her a kiss you and said with imitation pomp, “Good evening Miss Tina, may I present our guest for the night, Mr Donny Gaul.”

She replied in equally haughty tones, “Pleased to meet you Mr Gaul, would you like to fuck me?”

There was nothing self deprecating in Donny’s reply, I have just the weapon to make you very happy,” and he promptly unzipped his jeans and lobbed his cock out for Tina’s eyes to feast on. Donny was very well equipped, long and thick and very much to her liking,

“That will make your eyes water Tina,” I said.

“My eyes are already watering,” she said, “but with lust,” and she closed her hand tightly round Donny’s cock, not being able to make her fingers Anadolu Yakası Escort meet.

I discarded my clothes and stood behind Tina, pressing my body into her back, I kissed her neck knowing it is one of her erogenous zones and reached round to remove her towel,

Donny’s eyes opened wide with admiration when he saw Tina naked, “COR!” he exclaimed, in a non too sophisticated way, I looked over her shoulder at him, “Come and get it Donny,” I invited him.

I thought he would rip all the buttons off his shirt, the way he tore it off, jeans, pants and socks followed in very quick time and for a second Tina feasted her eyes on his nude form.

His cock was certainly something to be proud off, and Tina, having been fed on big, and very big penis’s, was most impressed. Donny stepped forward, and while my two hands enclosed her naked breasts, and my own hard long cock pressed into the crack of her bum, he dropped to his knees and kissed her pussy lips. He licked up and down each smooth lip and used his fingers to part them and insert his tongue into her slick vagina.

I jerked my hips forward causing her to push her pussy flat against his face. Slowly I eased her down onto the carpet, and she lay on her back, Donny hardly noticed, without missing a single lick, he resumed his new position, on his knees, his face between Tina’s legs and his tongue inches inside her love hole, I knelt by her side and sucked the nipples standing long and erect at the summit of her tits.

Donny gorged himself on Tina’s cunt, I could hear him sucking and slurping as he drew her juices from inside her. With me stimulating her nipples and squeezing her tits, and Donny biting and licking her clit, her body was ready to explode.

Donny suddenly stopped and stood up. “Right,” he said “Time for something else,” and he bent down and picked Tina bodily up from the floor, carried her to the bed and dropped her full length on it. “Stay there,” he rapped, and he went to the other side of the room to pick up his bag, he opened it up and pulled out ropes with shackles on the ends.

He threw two of the ropes to me and said, “Tie one to her wrists and one to her ankles.” I did as he said and he did the same to the other side. Tina smiled and said nothing, considering it to be part of the game. When we were finished Donny stood on one side and me on the other, Tina was staked out on the bed, her arms above her head, tied to the bed posts and her legs spreadeagled out and tied to the bottom bed posts.

She was completely helpless and totally at our mercy to do whatever we liked with her body. I looked at Donny and asked, “Do you always carry this stuff around with you?”

” It comes in handy sometimes,” he said, and he brushed his fingers lightly over Tina’s pussy lips, “Come on,” he urged, jolting me out of my reverie, “have your fill of her.

I don’t have to tie Tina up to get my fill of her, but nevertheless, resumed my play with her nipples, I kept my eye on Donny, and he was tickling and teasing her, making her body tremble and shake, he concentrated mainly on her lower stomach, inner thighs and defenceless pussy. I kissed her and she kissed me back, seemingly enjoying what was happening to her body. When I looked up again Donny was about to insert two fingers inside her and he pushed in and out of her sex quite aggressively, he had a sort of leer on his face and I thought to myself he was more than just turned on.

He increased his fingers in Tina to three and was unconcerned that he was hurting her.

She strained at the bonds holding her but there was no escape, he pulled his fingers out of her pussy and licked them, I could see they were swimming with her juices, he climbed up onto the bed, knelt between her legs, and placed his long thick cock at her pussy entrance.

He looked at Tina, “Are you ready for this?” he asked, “You won’t have been fucked like this many times before.”

Tina tried to smile as he pushed his cock inside her, she had no control at all, she could only lie with her legs wide apart and feel him sliding into her. His big penis stretched Tina’s pussy lips wide, she had no need to grip his cock, as it went in it clung to her tight hole.

Tina yelled and shouted at the discomfort his cock was causing her, until his balls were banging against her arse.

Donny fucked Tina good, his young rock hard prick cannoned in and out of her soft yielding pussy, I watched his arse bouncing up and down, while his full length filled her love hole, İstanbul Escort It was some exhibition, I watched Tina’s reaction, her face taught and lined, her eyes screwed up and her mouth opened to release her tensions.

Donny came in a torrent, his buttocks tightened and his whole body stiffened, he fired into her rapidly, emptying his balls of his cum, fluids from them both spread over her belly.

I stroked Tina’s perspiration covered face, and she opened her eyes. Donny got off her body.

“Oh WOW,” he exclaimed, “That was some shag, your turn Mark, get in there while its still hot.”

“What I have just seen happen is enough for now,” I said, I didn’t think Tina was ready for any more just yet.

“Alright, on to phase two then, Undo those ropes.”

He seemed to have assumed charge and doing all the ordering, but I did what he told me, Tina sighed with relief to have the ropes off, but she smiled and said she was enjoying what was happening.

Then Donny said, “OK Tina babe, turn over onto your stomach.”

Tina flipped herself over and supported her chin on her hand, I sat on top of the bed my legs apart in front of her head, and with my cock touching her lips, she opened her mouth and I slipped it in, Donny meanwhile had gone back to his bag, and this time he came back with a short whip.

“What’s that for?” I asked him, now a little alarmed.

“This is for Tina’s plump arse cheeks,” he announced cheerfully, “she will love this.”

I had administered a few hard smacks to Tina’s bottom once or twice during our more aggressive sex sessions, but I thought she would jump off the bed to protect her tender bum skin when she saw the whip, but instead her face broke out in smiles and she completely ignored my cock dangling in front of her face, instead she raised her bum up a short way and waited for the first slap, “Go on Donny, show me what you can do with that thing.”

“Owowowowo,” she yelled as it landed, I jumped down and ran round to the bottom of the bed to look at her rear. A red mark was already showing from the first hit, then the second one landed, “Aaaaaaa,” she again shouted, but got further up on to her knees and bent fully forward so that her cheeks were taught and inviting.

Three times in quick succession, the whip smacked her soft skin, and each time she cried out in pain, but called for more.

“Three more should do it,” claimed Donny, and this time he lashed her arse even harder,

“Aaaaahhhhhh owowowow,” she cried in anguish and pounded the bed with her fists, but as I watched I saw her cum squirting out of her pussy.

“There she blows,” shouted Donny excitedly, “It never fails. Get on the bed Mark and fuck her pussy, I’m having her arsehole”.

Tina was writhing about the bed in both pain and passion, her arse cheeks throbbed with pain but her pussy tingled with stimulated nerve ends, She desperately wanted to feel a cock inside her and practically pulled me on to the bed, she sat astride me and wriggled herself onto my stiff cock, until all of it was inside her, I pulled her forward so that her face was touching mine, and her pained rear facing Donny.

Donny drove his cock into her bum hole, not gently but forcefully, she screamed out as his cock travelled swiftly along her anal canal, I even felt his cock pass mine, separated only by a thin membrane of flesh, Tina gripped my shoulders hard for support, I raised my hips as high as I could to push far into her pussy, but it was from her bum hole that all the feeling was coming to her, I heard Donny grunting and groaning and I saw he was working hard, none of us could last, Tina had been cumming almost non stop for the last fifteen minutes, and now both Donny and I, within seconds of each other poured out our hot sticky cum, mine into her pussy hole and his into her arsehole.

Tina fell full length onto my body in a faint, I soothed and comforted her as best as I could. Donny pulled his cock from her hole and stood by the bedside.

” Well folks,” he said, “I sure did enjoy that, thanks for inviting me, If you are here tomorrow night, come down and see the show. If not here’s my card and if you see me appearing anywhere come and say hello, I will always find time for you two, especially you Tina, and he leaned down and kissed her cheek, gathered up his things, called and waved his goodbyes, and left our room.

We stayed huddled together for several minutes, not saying much, but both of us reliving the amazing sex we had been involved in, Tina much more than me, she whispered to me that it had been fantastic, but her arse was sore.

I roused myself, “Come on darling, I’ll take you into the shower.”

Ten minutes later we emerged feeling a little more refreshed but desperately tired, we climbed into bed and in each others arms, we slept.

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