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The Beginning:

The Thomas family had been looking forward to the vacation for a long time. They were in Fiji for two weeks and planned on making the best of it. Jack Thomas was the head of the family; a former US Navy Seal who seemed to become friends with everyone he met. Jack, or “Survivor Jack” as he was sometimes called by friends had a love of the outdoors and travelling to Fiji was one item on his bucket list. Now retired and working as a consultant in Hollywood on action films he was known for going on elaborate hunting, fishing and survival trips.

His companion for many of those trips was his son, Jeff, now 21. Jack taught his son everything he knew about life, hunting, women and survival. Little did Jeff know, he was going to need every bit of that knowledge for the series of events that were about to unfold.

Jeff was your typical 21 year old. He’d inherited his father’s good looks and charms with the opposite sex. He was equally adept on a deer stand as he was the back of a car. He stood 6’3 with a solid frame, brown hair, blue eyes and dimples that every woman he met loved.

Jeff was the baby of the family; he had an older sister Katie who was 25 and an aspiring doctor. Katie had dreamed about being a doctor since she was little and was every bit as strong willed as her father. She was as attractive as she was determined and just enough of the “girl next door type” that far too many boys and men fell into the trap of thinking they had a shot with her. Katie was 5’7 with blonde hair, green eyes and a killer smile.

Katie also took after her mother Julie who was a mature version of her daughter. Julie had a history of being her school council president in high school and college, was a dedicated volunteer and self-employed. She was a big reason why Katie wanted to be a doctor.

The family was enjoying itself in Fiji, the trip originally started out as business for Jack but the family quickly manipulated that into a trip for all that extended beyond his business duties. They’d taken a river safari, had gone kayaking and even spent a few days relaxing on the beach, even if Jack and Jeff did complain at times of going stir crazy.

The trip took a dramatic turn at the end of the first week of vacation. Jack and Julie had decided to do some shopping while Jeff and Katie signed up for a day of snorkelling.

Jeff and Katie walked down the dock, excited for another day in paradise. They saw the sign for their boat and a group of equally excited tourists. Everything started as you would normally expect. One of the crew members welcomed everyone onboard, gave an overview of where they’d be snorkelling and a review of the procedures. Once he finished, refreshments were passed around and with the simple sip from a cup, Jeff and Katie’s lives changed forever. Within minutes of drinking the seemingly innocent juice, their world went dark.

Part 1:

Jack and Julie returned from a day of shopping having had an exceptionally good time. Jack barely mentioned the fact he was shopping and not snorkelling. They returned to their room and shared a long, slow shower together. Tasting, touching and pleasuring one another while the water fell over their bodies. They were going to meet the kids for dinner at one of the many restaurants at the resort and had time for a little hanky panky.

Julie cooed as her husband lifted her off her feet. “Ooooh Jack!!” she hissed with excitement as he pressed her against the tiled wall in the shower, her legs around his waist as his cock slide inside her.

Jack smiled and kissed his wife. He kissed her lips, her chest and her breasts. “Mmmm Julie, you’re a dream” he grunted as he thrust deep inside his wife’s wet pussy.

Julie clutched his body as she thrust back, husband and wife fucked in the shower without a care in the world. The falling water becoming background noise like the rolling waves outside. Jack pumped in and out of his wife’s hungry pussy, holding his cock inside her for a moment before re-starting his thrusts.

They kissed like long lost lovers, their hands grabbing at each other as they grinded together. Finally their passion reached its crescendo as Jack jerked inside his wife as his orgasm washed through his body.

Julie groaned with desire as her husband started to cum, her pussy squeezed his cock as his thrusts continued, her body pressing against his as she unleashed her own orgasm.

Jack and Julie groaned together in the shower as they bucked together, coming down from their sexual highs.

Afterwards they dressed in their room. Jack smiled as he smelled his wife’s perfume in the room. He walked out of their room and went across the hall, knocking on the door for his son and daughter. “Jeff…. Katie?… you two ready?” he asked.

No answer.

Jack tried again, “JEFF… KATIE!!… you better not be sleeping!”

No answer.

Jack sighed in frustration. He checked his watch, the reservation was for 10 minutes from now and he hated being late for anything. He walked back into his room to grab the spare key to the kid’s room.

“What’s bahis siteleri the matter?” Julie asked. Jack snorted his response, “the kids are taking their sweet time getting ready” he said as he strode back out of the room.

Jack slipped the key card into the door and walked in the room. “Jack!… Katie!!.. let’s go!”

As he walked inside, Jack realized why his kids weren’t answering him, they weren’t there. He left the room, closing the door behind him.

“Would you believe this?? They aren’t even back yet!” he exclaimed as he slammed the door to their own room.

Julie sighed; Jack was known to get like this at times. “Relax honey, we’re in Fiji, we’re in paradise. The kids will meet us at the table; they know where we’re eating. And if they’re too late then we get to have dinner just the two of us, would that be so bad?” she asked.

Jack grunted, “No……….. but I’d never act this way to my father.” He said as he took his wife’s arm and led her downstairs.

Jack and Julie returned two hours later. They had a great dinner but ate by themselves. “They better have a good explanation for skipping out on a family meal” Jack spat.

He opened their door and walked in, stepping into the bathroom. Half a second later his wife shrieked, “JACK! COME HERE……. NOW!”

Within seconds he was at his wife’s side and saw the cause for her alarm.

On the bed was a letter, “We have your kids. If you love them you will pay for their safe return” was written in red ink.

The next few hours were a blur for the now worried parents. Within the hour they’d called the authorities and learned they weren’t the only ones. There were 15 kidnap victims, all of whom had signed up for a snorkelling trip the hotel now said it never authorized.

Jeff woke up groggy and confused. The last thing he remembered he was on the boat about to go snorkelling with his sister. Now he was in a small room with his sister. He didn’t know where he was or how much time had passed.

He stood up and walked over to his sister, she was breathing but still under the effects of the same drug that had knocked him out. Katie woke up soon after; she looked up and saw her brother.

“Jeff, what’s going on? Where are we?” she asked.

Jeff smirked and shook his head, “I don’t know Katie, I don’t know. I don’t know where we are, what we’re doing here or what happened. But I don’t have a good feeling about it.”

Katie didn’t respond. She didn’t have to. The drugging and the fact they were in a room without a window that had a thick door was all she needed to know.

Katie, like Jeff, was scared but still able to function. The siblings scanned the room, looking for a weakness before succumbing to what many people would do in that situation.

They yelled.

They banged on the door and yelled.

They yelled for what seemed like an hour but didn’t hear so much as a peep from anyone or anything.

Katie sat back down on the bed, “what are we going to do Jeff?” she asked, exasperated. Signs the situation was starting to sink in flashed across her face. Jeff sat down beside his older sister; he wrapped his arm around her and rubbed her softly.

“I don’t know Katie, I don’t know. But we’re going to make it, we’re going to survive, I can feel it in my gut” he said.

Jeff only half believed what he was saying. While he was trying to remain calm on the outside, his heart was pumping a mile a minute on the inside.

The siblings didn’t hear from anyone until the next day, or what they assumed was the next day. They woke up to find bread, cheese and water on the floor by the door with a note.

Katie woke up first and wasted no time shaking her brother awake. “Jeff….Jeff… Jeff… wake up” she said.

Jeff groaned as he woke up, “I’m up… I’m up” he said half convincingly.

“Look” Katie said, as she pointed to the food and the note. She got up and brought it over to the bed. As she tore into the bread and cheese, Jeff read the letter.

“You have been kidnapped; if your family loves you then you will see them again.”

Jeff read the note two times before he read it aloud to Katie. She stopped eating immediately and looked at her brother. At that time, the two siblings held each other as they wondered what their future held in store.

Over the next two days Jeff and Katie learned they weren’t the only ones. They saw one of their kidnappers only once but they covered their face. Katie took that to be a good sign, if they were to see their face it would indicate their captors had no intention of letting them go.

A day later they heard a commotion in the hall. Jeff pressed his ear to the door as he listened to see if he could tell what was going on outside. From what he could tell, one of the other victims was having some sort of medical problem. After a while everything quieted down outside and everything returned to “normal.”

Jeff sat down and it was clear he was thinking. “What’s on your mind?” Katie asked.

Jeff looked over at his sister, canlı bahis siteleri “we’ve been here at least 3-4 days and not once have we been taken out of this room. As far as we know, no one has. We haven’t seen any of the other victims, we just know they’re here somewhere” he said.

Katie sat beside him, “yeah so?”

Jeff smiled, “So, the only time someone left a room that we know of was 10 minutes ago when they screamed for a doctor. Why don’t we do the same? Only once we’re out, we’ll make a break for it.”

Katie rolled her eyes. “That sounds like a stupid, dangerous idea. What about mom and dad? You don’t think they’re trying to get us back? You want to screw that up?”

Jeff leaned in closer to his sister, “We don’t know they’ll be successful, who knows what they know. If we’ve got a chance, we’ve got to take it.”

Katie paused and looked at the door. Finally she looked up at her brother, “if we’re still here in two days, we’ll try” she said.

Two days passed with little action. They didn’t see or hear from their captors at all. Jeff and Katie barely slept that night, anxious to carry out the plan they’d agreed upon days before.

Katie looked over at her brother, “OK, we’ll wait until they deliver the food and then I’ll start to yell. I’ll tell them you’ve gone into diabetic shock. Hopefully they won’t notice we haven’t asked for sugar until now. The shock of it all will be enough. Then when the time is right I’ll give you the signal and we’ll make our move. Ok?” she asked.

Jeff nodded, “ok.”

About 30 minutes later their food arrived. They could hear the scraping of shoes against the floor, Katie sprung into action.

“HELP!!! HELP!!! IT’S MY BROTHER!!! HE’S DIABETIC!!! HELP!!! WE NEED HELP!! PLEASE PLEASE!! HE’S GOING INTO DIABETIC SHOCK.”

Within seconds the door opened and two of their captors appeared in the doorway.

Katie screamed again, pointing to the floor where Jeff lay.

“IT’S MY BROTHER!!! HE’S DIABETIC!! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE HELP HIM!!! HE CAN’T DIE!”

The two men scooped down and picked Jeff up, Katie followed behind. “HE’S DIABETIC!! He needs sugar! Hard candy! ANYTHING!” she screamed.

Katie followed the two captors as they carried her brother. No one else had come to help, either help was on the way or they hadn’t been alerted yet. They stopped at a stairway, one of the kidnappers talked to the other.

“We’ll take him to the observation room and get the candy then you watch the girl.”

While they stood there Katie got nervous, she couldn’t think of a better time, so she gave the trigger phrase.

“Oh Jeff, don’t die, please don’t die!” she pleaded.

With that, Jeff’s limp body instantly became rigid as he shook free from his captors. They were so surprised he fell to the floor. Before they knew what hit them, Katie hit one over the head with a lamp while Jeff grabbed the other and ran him head first into the wall.

Jeff looked up at his sister, his chest heaving with excitement. “Let’s pull them into this room Katie, help will be here soon.”

Once they dumped the limp bodies in the spare room they closed it and locked it. Jeff grabbed his sister’s hand as they started to navigate their way through what appeared to be an old villa. Within 30 seconds a bell sounded and they knew they’d been found out. While still holding hands they broke into a run, making it outside.

The siblings spotted a group of boats at the pier and immediately headed for them. They could hear people screaming and dogs barking in the background.

They made it down to the dock and jumped into the first boat they saw, a Cobalt 323 speedboat.

Katie was frantic as Jeff searched desperately for the keys.

“Jeff hurry!! They’re coming!” she screamed.

Jeff located the glove box and pulled out the key. He inserted it and the boat roared to life. They barely had time to untie the boat before a gunshot shattered the glass beside Jeff’s head. The boat sped away from the pier with their captors now in hot pursuit.

“Drive Jeff drive!!” Katie yelled.

Katie stood beside her brother, clutching him as he drove. The sky had turned dark, matching their mood as they sped away from their kidnappers. Rain started to pour as another gunshot rang out, then another.

The rain picked up in intensity as their captors chased them, the island where they had been held captive now far off in the distance.

Lightning cracked overhead, so loud they couldn’t even hear the gunshots when (or if) they hit the boat. Jeff and Katie could barely see the other boat the rain was coming down so hard, but they could sense it.

The chase finally ended when another bullet hit the boat and its engine.

Jeff turned the boat off immediately. For a while all they could hear was the rain, all they could see was each other. They waited and waited, expecting to be found, to be captured and maybe even shot but it didn’t happen. After a while the engine started to smoke.

“We’ve got to get off this boat, it isn’t safe güvenilir bahis Katie” Jeff said.

Katie looked at her brother, the boat and then the ocean. Neither the boat nor the ocean was particularly safe, but her brother was right they had to go.

Jeff disappeared into the cabin on the boat. “What are you doing?” she asked.

Her brother looked at her, “there’s a dinghy up above, pull the cord and let it inflate. I’m going to gather as much as I can down here and I’ll join you in a moment.”

Katie raced back up into the rain and found the dinghy, she inflated it and within moments Jeff appeared with a bag full of whatever was down below. He disappeared for a moment then re-appeared with some pillows that were immediately soaked in the rain.

The siblings jumped into the dinghy and pushed off from the boat. As they floated away from the speedboat the smoke from the engine grew and grew until it became very dark and finally culminated with a large explosion.

Everything became very quiet after that. Jeff and Katie sat huddled together, Jeff’s arm around his big sister as the waves carried them away into the great beyond.

Jeff and Katie actually lucked out soon after the speedboat exploded. Their captors, thinking they went down with the boat had left and the rain started to subside, the waves with it.

The siblings floated for days, letting the current take them where it pleased. They were hungry and sunburned when Katie spotted land. She grabbed her brother’s arm, “Jeff look!” she exclaimed.

Jeff saw the land his sister was pointing at and the two immediately began to frantically paddle their way to safety. They summoned all their strength and were helped by the wind which seemed to magically appear just as they began to tire. When they were close enough, Jeff jumped from the dinghy and began to swim, tugging his sister and the dinghy slowly behind him.

Finally, with their muscles screaming, Jeff, his sister and the dinghy with their meagre belongings collapsed on sand, exhausted.

Part 2:

Jeff and Katie’s escape was a bad omen for the kidnappers. Two days after their escape they made a mistake while making a ransom demand which led to their eventual demise. While the authorities talked with the kidnap victims they also did their best to console Jack and Julie Thomas. The story was the same from all victims. Jeff and Katie made an escape attempt and died. Even the kidnappers said it was true.

Despite the overwhelming evidence staring them in the face a search crew was still sent out to look for the siblings. Whether it was a rescue or a recovery crew, no one quite knew.

On the island Jeff and Katie tried to make the best out of their new surroundings. They didn’t know where they were taken originally and where the ocean had taken them after their escape. They hauled the dinghy up onto the beach and after making a large S.O.S. sign on the beach began searching for food and shelter.

Jeff with his survival skills took the lead. He built a lean-to over the dinghy which served as their mattress. For food, they started by feasting on some of the fruits and vegetables they were able to find on the island before Jeff was able to make a crude fishing rod. It took some time, but he was able to catch some fish.

The first two fish went to his sister. She objected, wanting to share but he insisted. Jeff was the baby of the family but that didn’t stop him from wanting to make sure his sister ate first.

They were still in the clothes they wore when they were kidnapped. Katie in her cotton board shorts which covered up her bikini bottoms and a matching top, Jeff in a pair of swim trunks and tank top. They had spent a lot of time in the sun while in the dinghy and tried to limit it as best they could. This time Katie took the lead, increasing their intake of vitamin C, which wasn’t hard with the mango and papaya on the island.

On one particularly hot day, Jeff and Katie were in the shade, lying down and chatting. Katie was curled up beside her brother, her arm draped over his chest, his protectively around her, holding her close.

“It’s weird, I know I should be scared but I’m not” Katie said.

Jeff chuckled, “I know what you mean. After being kidnapped and chased stuck on a tropical island isn’t so bad.”

Katie looked up at her brother, “we’re going to be rescued, I know it. Mom and dad won’t rest until they find us.”

The siblings had come to enjoy their chats in the shade. The topic often had a doom and gloom element to it but they had grown even closer than they already were since this ordeal started that the mere presence of the other was enough.

A few days later Katie was on the beach, going for a swim. They had a fire set up beside their S.O.S. sign and were trying to make as much smoke as possible. Jeff was intent on building a better shelter and decided to take a break. As he looked out onto the beach he saw his sister, wearing her bikini.

She was an attractive woman. Every guy knew it, and so did Jeff. He was her brother but he wasn’t blind. As he stood watching her now he found himself unable to take his eyes off her. They way she moved, her hips, her legs, her ass. That ass. Katie never had a lot of boyfriends, something else was always more important, but as he looked at her now, he realized she could have had any guy she wanted.

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Before they even admitted they wanted to do it with each other, they were talking easily, companionably, exhaustively about sex. For the two hours that they were assigned to the same graveyard shift patrolling the Carnival grounds, it was the topic of choice. They’d been acquaintances and friends for a while now, but hadn’t spent that much time solely in each other’s company. Now it was late on a balmy summer night, and the absolute stillness, the rides and booths with the Do Not Enter tape and cloth draped over them, all the lights off except that faintly coming from the square window of the guard’s office far in the distance… it all contributed to the feeling that they were the only two people in the world right then.

The alcohol helped loosen Sydney’s tongue. She might have been naturally a little reserved, but the flask that their friend had slipped them, somewhat illegally, full of a delicious mixture of vodka and pepsi, was making their conversation suddenly seem the most natural thing in the world. They passed it back and forth between them, taking swigs.

***

“Favorite position,” Matt asked. Before Sydney had even opened her mouth, though, he answered his own question. “No, wait, I can guess. Doggie style.”

“How the hell did you know?”

“You just seem like the type. And I bet after that it’s woman-on-top.”

Sydney stopped walking to stare at him, a little flustered at his almost too easy reading of her. Her cheeks might have been a little flustered in the darkness. She hastened to add, “Some variations of missionary are pretty interesting too though. I mean, like with my legs up over the guy’s shoulders.”

“That would require some flexibility.”

“I’m pretty flexible.”

“Oh?”

Sydney was starting to feel a little damp below just from the mental images her brain was providing her to accompany the conversation. She told this to Matt. He jokingly suggested that they duck into one of the closed booths that they were just patrolling past. She looked at him oddly, trying to decide how serious he was. She could just see his profile in the dim combination of moonlight and starlight. He was a little taller than she, and just the sort of lean muscle she most appreciated – unusual in a guard, whose typical body type ran to bulky, with a beer gut overhanging the shiny belt that came with the uniform, on which most of the tools of the trade were suspended. He had dark, almost jet black hair that had just been cropped short. They were both wearing the ridiculously luminous green jackets that made them clearly visible across the grounds and the parking lots. She was sure the look wasn’t particularly attractive on her.

***

“Have you ever tried lubrication?” was one of Matt’s questions some time later. He was really enjoying himself, quizzing Sydney. He’d had some sort of gut sense that she was an extremely sexual person, and she’d called him on it once, mock-pouting that he had these ridiculous ideas about her. Not so ridiculous, after all. Add her dazzling openness to the gorgeous package she made, long and toned and devastatingly sexy even in the huge oversized and ugly jackets they were made to wear.

“You mean, for anal? No, and I won’t ever consider it. I have holes for things to come out of, and holes to put things in, and they’re separate,” Sydney said it firmly, but with a touch of humor.

“I don’t just mean for that. Even with regular vaginal intercourse, it can really make it better.”

“Hmm… I don’t see that I’d need it. I get pretty wet when I’m aroused.”

“Yes, but it’s just a whole other level. And you know how the initial penetration, there’s always a little bit of pain, or pressure…”

“It’s so worth it though, and sometimes you just want to slam home anyway,” she interjected

“Yes,” he said, “but it just makes it so smooth. Plus there’s the warming kind… You have to try it sometime.”

***

“So… what about fantasies?” She asked.

“Well… one of my favorite is to have the woman completely at my mercy, and to keep her mildly stimulated for hours, so she can’t cum, but desperately wants to. For hours. Tied up in my bed. bonus veren siteler And I’ll… you know, go out in the living room and watch a couple hours of TV…”

“What??”

“No, hear me out, so when she finally does get release, it’ll be mind-blowing.”

“Hmm… Maybe, but I’m more for the instant gratification. You know, I want it now and I want it fast. Though I agree with you about the tying-up. That’s one of mine. Handcuffs.” Sydney licked her lips, almost unconsciously. “You know what I think would be an awesome surprise? To come in and find a woman in my bed, hands cuffed behind her back, wearing lots of see-through underwear, with a vibrator in her pussy.”

“Would this be an extremely talented woman?”

“Well, that’s what the underwear is for, to hold it in. Speaking of, how many do you have?”

“Of what? Vibrators?”

“Yeah, dildos, whatever.”

“I don’t actually have one. I’ve always meant to get one though. And two of my friends both promised to give them to me as birthday presents last year. Neither of them did though. Bitches.”

“That won’t do… I’ll take you to buy one.”

“That would be awesome.”

“Say, sometime next week?”

“Yeah, sure.”

*** A couple hours and several more thinly veiled jokes about having sex on the fair grounds later, it was finally time to clock out and see what the rest of the world was up to. Matt was heading to a party some friends of his were throwing at their house. Sydney’s cell phone had died and she couldn’t get a hold of the girlfriends she’s been planning to get together with.

“Do you wanna come along with me?” Matt asked. They were still being deceptively casual. They’d been talking about it for two hours, sure, but neither had said outright that they’d want to do it with each other. And there hadn’t been any physical contact at all.

“Sure, if you don’t mind.”

*** It was a pretty great party. Whoever Matt’s friends were – she couldn’t remember their names – they had a fully stocked bar, and Sydney and Matt were currently standing at it taking shots. She was also confiding that she never turned down a dare, at least not when she was drunk. Which easily described the state she was in now. Matt was instantly full of brilliant ideas to test on her.

“I’m serious. I don’t turn down a dare.”

“Okay. I want you to take off your panties and give them to me.”

“Hmm.” Sydney had changed into a stretchy white top that clung to her breasts, and a criminally short denim miniskirt that rested low on her hips, threatening to slip off, since she hadn’t worn a belt. She’d be pretty damn exposed without underwear on. But she really didn’t turn down a dare. Conveniently he hadn’t insisted she do it right there in front of anyone who might care to look. Slipping off to the bathroom, which thankfully didn’t have too long of a line, she pulled the blue thong off and stuffed it in her pocket. Sashaying back towards him with confidence that she had to convince herself she felt, she subtly passed the tiny scrap of material, already damp with her arousal, over to him. He instantly recognized it for what it was and raised one dark eyebrow at her. Then before she knew what was happening he’d reached over and stuck his hand down the back of her skirt, palming her bare butt in a second of more intimate contact than any they’d had so far. His hand felt big and warm and incredibly sexy. And they were still both standing at the open bar.

“Had to make sure,” was his brief explanation. She was tingling from his touch, and could feel warm wetness on her inner thighs. His eyes looked dark and intense and hot gazing at her as if he could see through the one layer that now separated her moist feminine core from him.

After that they didn’t stay long. She preceded him down the staircase, and could feel his hot stare fastened on the backs of her thighs all the way down. His place wasn’t too far away, he said, so they decided to walk back, though they were moving so quickly and anxiously it was almost a run. She had to stretch to keep up with his long determined stride.

The elevator ride to his apartment bahis on the fifth floor was interminable, and the air was so thick and tense with unspoken promises and passion that Sydney didn’t think she could breathe. Afterwards she couldn’t quite remember what, if anything, they’d talked about in that enclosed space for that endless time. They were standing close, but not touching, and though it was really kind of inevitable, neither was sure where this was all going.

They stood just inside the door.

“Can I use your bathroom?” Sydney said, breaking the brief silence.

“Sure, it’s down the hall and to the left.”

When she came out, Matt was lounging, half-sitting, half-lying on his bed. He’d changed into pajama pants.

“All ready to go to bed, I see,” She said, inanely.

He might have responded with sometime intelligible. All she knew was that suddenly something about his scorching, heavy-lidded gaze was so compelling that she found her whole body swaying towards his on the bed. He sat up straighter. Standing close to the edge of the mattress, her body almost within his embrace, she leaned closer. Her lips were an inch away from his.

“Are you doing this because you’re drunk or because you really want to?” She asked.

“A bit of both.”

“Good enough for me,” Sydney said, and then her feet gave out and she moved in the rest of the way in a trance and his lips were on hers, warm and demanding, and his tongue swept out and caressed the seam of her lips, coaxing them open so he could slip in. She explored his mouth in return and he tasted faintly of cigarettes and mostly just scalding and hot and his lips on hers were making her so wet. And then his hands reached out and pulled her onto the bed completely and dragged off her shirt. He traced the line of the lacy black bra she was wearing underneath, and then undid the clasp with a practiced hand and tossed it somewhere behind them. She moaned then, when his hand touched her naked breast oh so gently gliding over the firm curves, cupping her in his large rough palm, fingers dancing over her nipple. It beaded under his teasing touch and seemed to beg for more attention. He lowered his head and pulled on it with lips and teeth and tongue, till Sydney was moaning and writhing. Then he pulled her skirt off, and she was completely naked. His head remained bent at her breasts, licking and sucking first one sensitive nipple, then the other. His hand was roughly caressing the underside of her breasts, but then it moved lower, over the smooth tan skin of her belly, making her shiver as she realized his ultimate target. He slid his fingers over the apex of her thighs, smoothly shaven, to the wetness between her legs, parting the folds and slipping a long finger in.

“Ohhhh… Matt.” The invasion of his finger felt delicious. It was sliding in and out in a hypnotizing rhythm, and heat was spiraling out from there, and from her distended nipples, wet from his mouth. “Mmmm.” He moved his head lower, pressing kisses to her stomach, to each of her inner legs. He blew gently on her vulva, then his tongue reached out and delicately licked her, just a brief touch. The contrasting sensations made her cry out. He started eating her in earnest then, alternately licking and thrusting with his tongue deep in her, and then moving up slightly to nibble at her clit and lick circles around it and suck it into his mouth. The feeling was incredible. Sydney’s hands clenched convulsively in his hair and pressed him to her, only vaguely hoping that he didn’t mind that. Her brain was overloaded with the sensations and she could feel herself building towards orgasm. The tightness built in her – and suddenly he stopped.

She found herself panting, begging, pleading. He was grinning at her, wickedly she thought, and then he gave in and his finger settled on the little bead that was the focus of her pleasure and moved in rapid circles, faster and faster as she cried out, “That’s the spot. Oh, oh, ohh…” and he knew she was coming, the look on her face was so absorbed it entranced him too and the tension built until it washed over her in a wave and then she collapsed deneme bonusu back on his bed like all the bones in her body had dissolved away.

When she came back to herself he was sitting back looking thoroughly pleased with himself. And almost fully dressed.

“You’re wearing way too much,” she pouted, and then crawled over to him, looking like a big, feral, hungry cat. He found he liked the image. Her wide green eyes were still slightly glazed with passion, but lurking in them was something of the hunter too. She pulled on his PJ pants and tugged them off him. Underneath he was fully hard. Sydney licked her lips, but this time he thought she did it on purpose. She put her hand on his chest and pushed him down on his back. He looked up at her, tense with expectation, as she sat on her haunches and for a while just appeared to be admiring him. Then ever so slowly she leaned forward. Her tongue danced delicately down the underside of his dick, flicking its way from the frenulum down the shaft and back up again, daintily as a butterfly’s wing brushing against him.

“God..” he groaned gutturally. “So gentle.”

Her mouth was too busy to reply, and besides she didn’t really think he wanted her to respond. Not verbally anyway. She pressed kisses to his shaft, and then opening her mouth, took gentle bites out of the side of it. Just a delicate pressure and a touch of teeth. Matt was moaning above her, she loved the sounds he was making and she looked up to see he was concentrating on her face and when she made eye contact it seemed to turn him on even more. She dragged her teeth along his shaft, flicked her tongue against the sensitive spot where his shaft met the head, and then opened her mouth fully to take him in.

Matt thought that if he died right there he’d be happy. He was enclosed in the warm depths of her mouth and she was bobbing her head up and down his cock, her lips wrapped tight around him and creating a lovely suction all along his length. Her tongue was busy too and even as she sucked she was sliding it over the head and under and all around, so the myriad sensations almost put him over the edge. When her hand reached up and cupped his balls and massaged them he was sure he was close. He didn’t want to go over by himself though. He stretched his hand out, trying to reach between her legs, and she shrugged around so he could slide a finger in her, and then turned completely around so they were sixty-nining. He moved his hands over her tight, smooth ass and spread her legs over him as he licked her, tasting the delicious salty-sweetness of her again, loving it, thrusting his tongue as far into her as he could, pressing against her hot, clenching walls. She was moaning over his cock now, and losing some of the rhythm she’d so carefully maintained. It didn’t matter anymore, the feel of her and the taste of her was too much, and when she took him as deep as she could he took his mouth away from her long enough to gasp, I’m coming, and then she was sucking him dry and swallowing every last drop of him.

Sydney tumbled off him and just managed to turn around so they were face to face, and his eyes were closed and he murmured, “I think that’s enough for tonight…” and though she really wanted to feel him in her he was falling asleep and she’d come in a big way at least twice and she was pretty tired too and

The next thing she knew scraggly rays of morning light were making their way through his blinds, but what really awakened her must have been his clever fingers. Two of them were fully in her and pressing in all sorts of interesting spots, creating a deep intense throbbing she’d never really felt before. She was almost sure he was hitting her G-spot, and asked him, breathlessly, if that was what it was. Matt laughed at her and continued to stroke, in and out, fingers curving slightly upward to better reach that mysterious spot, till she exploded, clenching on his fingers and panting his name.

***

Some time later they sat, almost dressed, both glowing. Sydney had errands to run and had to go, though she’d have much preferred to stay in bed with Matt all day. The thought crossed her mind that, oddly enough, they hadn’t actually had regular sex. “Yet,” She added confidently to herself. She got up and gave him a hug, pressed a kiss to his temple. As she reached for the doorknob, he stopped her and said, “Don’t forget, we’re going shopping next week to buy you some new toys.”

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Layin’ Leylin Ch. 03

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Disclaimer: This is a story in which a fictional character cheats on his wife. If you find this sort of thing offensive, I recommend not reading any further. You have been warned, so please don’t send me feedback or post comments telling me how wrong it is for men to cheat. This is fiction. Although Leylin is based on a real person, to the author’s knowledge she has never actually engaged in illicit sexual activities with a married man.

Note: If you haven’t already, read Layin’ Leylin Ch. 01 & Ch. 02, which are prequels to this story.

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I tried not to disturb Leylin the next morning when I slipped out of bed and got showered and dressed for my training, although she was awake enough to acknowledge when I kissed her before leaving. Phones were off-limits in the training except during breaks, so we communicated just a little during the day, which wasn’t intolerable and seemed to build the anticipation for when we’d be together again. The suggestive texts and naughty selfies she sent throughout the day certainly didn’t hurt, either.

I returned to the room after the dinner, feeling pretty wiped out but, when I saw her propped up against the headboard with the covers barely concealing her tits, I was reinvigorated. We fucked and licked and sucked until I was completely spent and I’m pretty sure I didn’t leave her wanting for any orgasms. Saturday went pretty much the same for me as Friday had, though I did let Leylin know when I had a better idea of when I’d be finished for the day. I was looking forward to our night out in Seattle but I also knew I wanted to get naked with her for a bit first. As it turned out, we didn’t both end up getting naked. When I got back to the room with my training all wrapped up, she was waiting and opened the door for me, standing inside wearing some outrageously sexy lingerie.

I stopped in my tracks, wide-eyed with my mouth hanging open as she made no move to hide. She had no reason to anyway, not because the hallway was empty but because she looked fucking incredible and anyone who saw her would have agreed. She was wearing black stockings with very high heels, a black garter belt with red trim, what turned out to be a g-string and a very low-cut bra. I was stiff immediately but stepped inside slowly as I took in what was there before me. She backed up, her tits jiggling and a big smile on her face from my reaction to her. When I was in far enough for her to let go of the door and let it swing shut, I took her in my arms and pulled her against me, slipping my tongue into her mouth. She reciprocated and we made out standing there for a moment before she turned to lead me toward the bed.

“Follow me,” she said and, seeing her ass with only the g-string between her cheeks, I would have followed her anywhere. The very high heels I’m sure were also accentuating her already remarkable ass and I followed her like a beacon. I started peeling my clothes off as soon as she turned away from me and, as she crawled onto the bed, I was dropping my briefs, my rigid cock popping out. I got onto the bed behind her and she straightened up on her knees and turned to face me, chuckling as she found me naked.

“Ready are we?” she asked, reaching out to stroke my cock.

“You got it,” I replied, “Toss me a couple of those pillows.”

“Something different in mind for tonight,” she said with raised eyebrows as she handed pillows over to me, “Maybe somebody wasn’t focused in his training today.”

While she may have been right about my lack of focus in the training with her being there with me for the weekend, I had just come up with this idea on the spur of the moment. I had her lie on her back then lift her ass so I could pile the pillows under it. I had been thinking that I’d be able to kneel between her spread legs and fuck her while remaining upright as I gazed over her body but first I had to pull her g-string aside. With her pussy exposed, I couldn’t resist leaning down and running my tongue along her slit, which was barely containing bahis siteleri the juices she was producing. She let out a moan, of course, and grabbed my head, which may have been an indication to me to please continue in case I was thinking of going right to fucking her. Once I’d tasted her pussy again, though, I was in for the duration. I couldn’t imagine ever getting tired of eating her pussy and was again grateful for the opportunity to enjoy it.

I lapped at her slit for a bit, enjoying the flood of nectar, but soon focused more on her pleasure by slipping a finger into her while licking and sucking her clit. This had her writhing and moaning a bit more and, though I suspected she would have been able to cum either way, I’m pretty sure that this was going to be a bit more pleasurable for her. Since my cock was rock hard and it had been a long day, I was okay with her cumming quickly so I could slip my cock into her hot pussy and cum myself. I wasn’t necessarily trying to make her cum more quickly, as I might at the office when we didn’t have the luxury of time, but I’m sure just getting prepared for my arrival and slipping into that sexy outfit probably had her pretty worked up before I’d even returned to the room. If she had been well on her way already, there was no reason to try to draw it out just because we had the time available. As she got louder and was tensing up more, I just tried to make sure she experienced the highest level of pleasure up to and through her orgasm. Based on what I was hearing, I appeared to be succeeding.

Her moaning continued getting louder until she suddenly went silent for a moment before letting out a cry as her body started shaking. I continued eating her as her pussy was flooded with even more lubrication while thinking about how incredible it was going to feel to slip into her. I didn’t shortchange her, though; I continued devouring her with the same enthusiasm until she went still and let out a sigh. At that point, I straightened up and immediately guided my throbbing cock into her hot, slick pussy. She moaned again as my cock filled her and I started sliding it in and out, not quite slowly but not fast and furious, either. I set a pace that maximized the pleasure that I was feeling and relished it while looking down over her sexy body. I was still holding aside her g-string, exposing her trim bush, but my gaze also traveled up along her light brown skin to her jiggling boobs. She was so fucking sexy that I still couldn’t believe that she was there with me.

As I held aside her g-string, I was able to lightly caress her clit while continuing to fuck her and this had her moaning even more. Again, I just wanted her to feel as much pleasure as possible, even if I ended up cumming before she did. Of course, based on my experience with her, I knew it was well within the realm of possibility for her to cum again before I did. She was gripping the comforter with both hands but couldn’t really do much else so I was in control of the pace. I was savoring the pleasure I was feeling, once again due to her snug and slippery pussy, as my orgasm was slowly building. I maintained a pace that allowed me to savor that pleasure for as long as possible and keep my orgasm building slowly. After sitting in a stuffy conference room all day, this was the best way to enjoy my freedom.

As my orgasm slowly built, so apparently did Leylin’s. Her pussy just continued to feel even hotter and wetter which had me adjusting my pace and I hoped that it was drawing out the pleasure she was feeling in the same way that it was drawing out mine. It really was no surprise, however, when she suddenly gasped and her body started shaking again. I loved that she could cum so easily because it allowed me to be a lot more relaxed when we were together. I continued fucking her, maybe slightly harder and faster, as she was cumming but, once she’d finished, her pussy felt so much hotter and wetter that I could feel my orgasm building even faster. I didn’t canlı bahis siteleri try to hold off to enjoy it for longer at that point and just relished the increased lubrication until I was right on the verge of cumming. Before I came, though, I slipped out of her pussy and moved up the bed, guiding my cock toward her mouth.

She raised her head and inhaled my cock, sucking it voraciously as I let out a moan. She was pumping the base with one hand as her lips slid up and down so I didn’t even need to fuck her mouth. I just watched this beautiful woman as she enthusiastically sucked my cock, which was growing harder because the visual was so arousing. Neither of us was trying to draw out the pleasure so I was quickly right back on the verge of cumming. Finally, with a moan I started spewing into her mouth as she swallowed my load while continuing to pump my throbbing cock. I didn’t slip my cock out of her mouth until I was fully spent then sat beside her, leaning against the headboard.

“Sex with you is so awesome,” she said, sitting up beside me and resting her head on my shoulder.

“Sex here has been beyond awesome,” I replied, “I hope sneaking around back in Colorado doesn’t pale in comparison.”

“I wouldn’t care where we were or how we had to go about it,” she said, “as long as it’s with you, I’ll be happy and satisfied.”

I agreed with her and we kissed then decided to get ourselves together for a night in downtown Seattle. She allowed me to photograph her in her lingerie before she pulled a dress on over it. She also swapped the heels for something more comfortable for walking and you’d never have known that she had such an incredibly sexy outfit on under her dress. I was happy to be privy to that secret. We walked over to the light rail station and took the train into downtown where we spent the next several hours. We enjoyed some good food and great local beers, saw some of the sights and appreciated the opportunity to freely express our affection for each other in public. By the time we were back on the train, returning to the hotel, we were tired but still feeling pretty good about how much fun we’d had. The entire night I’d been reminding myself what she was wearing under her dress by running my hand along the garters on her upper thighs or the garter belt near the small of her back. Sitting there on the train, I was looking forward to seeing her ensemble again. As we walked from the station to the hotel, though, she had a request.

“When we get back to the hotel,” she started, “I think we need to be mindful that we don’t end up doing things the way we would back in the office. If we don’t have to remain mostly dressed and do it on the toilet or bent over a table, we definitely should make an effort not to.”

“I think we’ve been pretty good about that so far but I agree with you,” I said, “We need to make the most of the freedom that we have while we have it but we’ve been doing things a certain way for so long that we have to be careful we don’t just do it like that out of habit. I will tell you, though, that I love the way you look in your lingerie so I might be hesitant to remove it all.”

“How about if I promise that I will wear it to work occasionally?” she asked, “You can also take as much time as you need in removing it and take as many photos as you want.”

Even though I’d already taken some photos of her in her lingerie, I did want just a few more before and while I peeled it off. Back in the room, I first asked her to pose with her dress pulled up to her chin and her lingerie exposed, then photographed her from the front and the back. Next, I helped her out of her dress, got a few more shots of her wearing just the lingerie, then removed each piece one at a time and took more photos; first braless, then sans panties wearing just the stockings and garter belt then a few shots as she removed her stockings and finally fully naked. I was totally rigid by that point but still completely dressed.

“I’m güvenilir bahis too worked up to slowly undress you,” she said, “so let’s get you naked so we can fuck.”

I smiled at her urgency and directness then started to raise my shirt up over my head while she unfastened my jeans. My attention was on her tits as hers was on getting my jeans open then starting to slide them down. Squatting before me, she took my jeans and underwear down, my throbbing tool popping out in her face. As she was helping me step out of my jeans and underwear, she jutted out her tongue and licked the head of my cock. Once I was fully naked, she stood and we headed for the bed, which we both crawled onto. She lay on her back and pulled me over her so I guided my cock to her pussy and eased it inside. We both moaned softly then I pressed my lips against hers and we started making out.

Since she’d just given me a good long time to ogle her naked and nearly-naked body, I was perfectly okay with being on top of her where I couldn’t see her luscious boobs or her trim bush or her sweet ass. I liked the feeling of her body below me and, as we’d previously discussed, this was not a position we could indulge in back at the office. Plus, it had been a long day and I was pretty tired so I wasn’t up for anything acrobatic. I was slowly sliding my cock in and out of her, relishing the warm, slippery feel of her pussy as she rocked her hips to accept each incoming thrust. Of course, with her pussy feeling as good as it did, the slow and sensual lovemaking didn’t last long and gradually progressed to enthusiastic fucking. She was right with me so it wasn’t like I just picked up the pace without any regard for what she might want. It was like we could savor the slow and sensual briefly but, ultimately, we regressed back to fucking and made no apologies for it.

Of course we had to quit making out as we started fucking harder but this left her mouth free to express the pleasure that she was feeling. Once again, since she couldn’t typically do this when we were fucking at work, she was not holding back. She was raising her hips to accept each of my thrusts and, despite our enthusiasm, the bed still remained silent and steady. I managed to find some stamina I didn’t expect to still have after such a long day and busy night but I definitely wasn’t trying to draw things out. I was savoring the pleasure, which was increasing as her pussy continued to become hotter and wetter the closer she got to cumming. It was no surprise that she’d presumably be cumming before I did but I expected to be pretty close after her.

Even if I hadn’t been able to feel that she was getting very close to cumming, I’d have known from the change in pitch of her moaning. Whereas she’d started out with long, low moans, the noises emanating from her mouth had become more like rhythmic cries or gasps. Right before she came, however, she went briefly silent, like she was holding her breath, then let out a long, passionate cry. Her pussy was flooded with additional lubrication so, as I continued fucking her, the pleasure intensified for me. There was no way I’d be able to fuck her long enough for her to cum again but I was certain that this was not going to be an issue. Her orgasm was a typically long and intense one so, as I felt my own continue to build, I knew she’d be more than content. By the time she started coming back down, my cock was swelling even more and I was fucking her harder.

I definitely would have enjoyed fucking her for longer but I didn’t try to hold back as my orgasm continued to build. When I finally started spewing into her with a grunt, the level of pleasure was incredibly high and I was savoring every moment of it. I continued thrusting, spurting inside her, then remained over her for a moment once I was spent, my cock softening and slipping out of her. After a moment, I rolled off next to her and we just lay there, both of us recovering and relishing another hot session. She finally got up so that she didn’t leave a stain on the bedspread so I also got up and wiped my cock off with tissues. We went ahead and did our ablutions so that we could get to bed and I was happy that I didn’t have to set an alarm for the next morning. We crawled under the covers and turned out the light and were out almost immediately.

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It can be hard to identify the beginning of a memory. Life doesn’t stop, and experiences accumulate, but we remember precious few. Looking back, my memory started when I recognized that I cared about my outfit.

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His comment was cute, and sincere, and funny, but my giggle was extended because of my own thought process: I knew I shouldn’t have cared. But I did. I was happy that my attire was friendly, maybe even a bit flirty. I laughed because it shouldn’t have mattered that I was wearing a bright yellow sleeveless wrap dress, but I sure loved it when he called it a sundress. I love the sun.

“Are you serious?” I smiled.

“Yep – totally serious.”

I paused to consider his thought, then wondered if it was just a good line, so I asked him to repeat it.

“Repeat it?”

“Yes, I just want to be sure I get it.”

“It’s not rocket science, gorgeous.”

And there it was, the fifth time he commented positively on my appearance. But I would not be put off. “I don’t care what type of science it is – I’d like to hear it again”.

“I think you’re dressed for that book. It’s a beautiful fall day, warmer than usual, and you’re rocking a sundress. You’re holding on to a season, Love, but that season is passing. You’re casting wonderful shadows backward, but the future is inevitable. That’s how you look, and that’s your book.”

I was a bit shocked. Not just that he knew the book, but because he seemed too young for such a deep perspective. “I’ve never focused on the good-bye aspect, I’ve focused more on the philosophy.” I replied.

“You have to start with the good-bye! Almustafa dishes on all those topics because homeboy is about to leave.” I was surprised by how well he knew Gibran’s The Prophet. “And I think that’s the trick, sweetheart: all good-byes should leave us with memories.”

My good-bye was almost overdue. Afternoon’s light had long faded and I needed to leave my sanctuary, the library, and head home. “I really like your perspective. Thanks for sharing it. I have to head home.”

“Not yet.” He pleaded as bahis siteleri I stood.

“I’m afraid I have no choice.”

“Alright. But I’ll walk you to your car.” I was flattered, but shook my head no.

“I won’t take no for an answer. It’s dark outside, the parking lot isn’t well-lit, and a pretty girl should never walk alone.”

I smiled both my acceptance and my surprise. I haven’t been called a girl for a long time, and certainly not by someone less than half my age.

We walked in silence at first. Once I played through the randomness of our meeting, and the ease of our conversation, I became aware of his presence. His face was kind, and almost familiar. His gait was strong, and his movements confident. He was tall with a runner’s body. He spoke as we left the building.

“Did you see that?”

“See what?” I asked.

“Every guy in there wanted to be me. It was fucking awesome.”

“I’m not sure …”

“Yes you are. They wanted to be me because you’re so hot.”

I was becoming a bit nervous, and then more so when he put his hand in the small of my back. “Don’t tell me that you don’t notice how men look at you.”

I was in stunned silence as he continued. “Seriously, girl, everyone wants you.”

His comments were less flirty now, and more overtly sexual. And even with the Police Station right across the street, I was concerned with the darkness enveloping my car, which was still a good distance across the lot.

“Everything about you – from your blonde hair, to that tight body wrapped in that sundress, to your gorgeous legs screams goddess.”

His hand was firm on my back as we continued to walk. “I don’t want this walk to end.”

“That’s really sweet, but we’re almost at my car.”

The edge of the lot was hedged and I had backed into the spot. When we arrived he moved me quickly to the back of the car. We were invisible. “Not yet, baby girl, I don’t want you to leave.” He whispered.

I shouldn’t have given in, but I didn’t think he would hurt me. “All good-byes should leave us with canlı bahis siteleri memories.” My heart was racing, and when he pulled close to kiss me I stopped him.

“I’m married.” And though newly separated, this was still true.

“I don’t care.”

When he tried to kiss me again I turned my head – and he turned the rest of my body. Now facing the car, he began to kiss the back of my neck and my ears. I felt that he’d stop if I asked, but I didn’t ask.

My lack of struggling encouraged him, and my moan when he grabbed my breast told him all he needed to know.

My nipples responded to his assault, and he responded by squeezing them harder. Unconsciously, I pushed my hips back into his. When he felt this he grinded hard into my trapped body.

Pulling my body back slightly, he reached around and began to rub me through my dress. The constant attention of his hands and lips were all that I could focus on, and I gave myself to the moment. If he couldn’t tell from my breathing and movements, he certainly knew how excited I was when he hiked up my dress.

“Goddam, girl, you’re fucking dripping.” To cement his point, he raised his fingers to my lips. I sucked on them.

He pulled my panties down to my knees, and lifted the back of my dress. I heard his zipper open and his pants get pushed down. He grabbed my hips, and although I couldn’t separate my legs very far, it didn’t matter. He ran his cock through my wetness until it found home. “The time for teasing is over, baby girl.”

But teasing is what he did. I pushed back on him, but he let no more than a hint of his head enter me. I soon understood. He draped his right arm over my shoulder and took hold of my left breast. He then circled my waist with his left hand and began rubbing my clit.

While stimulating me, he held me down. He did this to prepare me for his cock. With his first thrust, his girth almost made me scream. His second thrust exposed his length. The third put him in place, close to my body, legs straddling mine, cock buried painfully deep.

He güvenilir bahis started slowly, but that wouldn’t last. In short order he was fucking me, and I was meeting his thrusts – cautiously. It was a tightly constrained dance, each of his movements designed to give me pleasure, and I responded as any animal would. I exploded on him.

When I did he pressed deep into me and stopped thrusting. His fingers and lips continued to work on me, but he allowed my contractions to work him deeper inside. When my climax subsided, he began again.

His fucking was animalistic, powerful, passionate. The sound of his body slapping mine, and the feelings he was forcing my body to experience was almost too much. I thought I might climax again before him, but I was wrong. His final thrust lifted me to the tips of my toes, and the pressure of his release signaled the start of mine.

Our bodies bucked together for another minute, and it might have been two before I was down off my tiptoes. I could still feel him when he pulled from me – the warm air rushing to fill the void. I remained facing the car as he pulled up my panties.

The reality of the moment was setting in. Although an amazing experience, he was a stranger, and too young for me, and my first lover since my separation. I was starting to put my world back together as he spoke.

“Thank you, baby girl, that was amazing. You are amazing, Sandy, I’ll never forget this.”

My blood ran cold as he walked away. I never told him my name.

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Within a few days I had convinced myself that I must have let my name slip early in the conversation. And other than being embarrassed by my behavior, and grateful that we weren’t caught, I was coming to terms with it. Or so I thought as I did the dishes.

I heard the front door open, and my beautiful daughter bellow. “Mom! Guess who is back in town.” And with those words I knew. My blood ran cold again as I mouthed the name Jason while she yelled it.

“Hey Mrs. P.” He said, as he walked into the kitchen. “Hi Jason.” I replied to my library lover. “You look so different I hardly recognize you.”

“I get that a lot, Mrs. P.”

“Mom – he’s not just visiting! He’s back.”

“Is that true, Jason?”

“Sure is. I took a few gap years, but now I’ve been accepted to Merrimack. We’ll be neighbors again for at least four years.”

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Lew in the Morning

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This is a continuation of Old Friends, New Lovers – the morning after…

*

I awoke to three sensations at once. The cool, salt air caressing my naked back, lips sucking on my ear lobe and fingers tracing the outline of my thighs. I had the same smile on my face I had fallen asleep with. Lew’s warm body against me.

I opened my eyes to see the red of the alarm staring back at me – 5:34. Lew whispered, “Good morning beautiful.” Was I dreaming? I had thought about this moment for a long time. Waking with him, naked, our bodies melded together.

I rolled towards him, “Morning.” He kissed me softly on the mouth. Now I was worried about morning breathe. I lowered my chin and he kissed my eyes and my forehead, the sheet sliding down to my thighs. The morning air making goose bumps on my skin.

“Be right back.” I whispered and kissed his chest. I rose and walked to the bathroom. Looked in the mirror, splashed water on my face and brushed my teeth with toothpaste and my fingers. Pausing for a minute to watch the water drip off my chin. Was I really here? After all these years, in this place with him.

Now fully awake and nervous and anxious to return to his side, I opened the door and walked towards the bed. He had his chin in his hand, propped up on an elbow, sheet around his waist. He watched me walking towards türkçe bahis him.

I felt my face flush as I self-consciously slide back into bed. His arms enveloping me as he began kissing my face. I tilted my head, my eyes meeting his, my mouth searching for his. His kiss was so warm and inviting. I couldn’t kiss him enough.

His hand stroking my cheek and eyelids as his tongue parted my lips and searched the inside of my mouth. The electricity of the kiss warming me from inside, all the way to my toes. It felt like a first kiss every time. I could stay in this moment just kissing forever I thought.

“I love kissing you.” He said against my mouth, as if reading my mind. My kissing became more feverish, my body pressing against the entire length of him. The sun began rising against the ocean, chasing the shadows from our room. The sound of the ocean lapping at the sand in the background.

My tongue chasing his, licking at his lips. His hand sliding into my hair, pulling my mouth to him. His other hand sliding down my back, circling the tattoo at the base of my spine. His knee slide between my legs, parting my thighs. I could feel my warmth and wetness against his lower thigh.

He kissed my neck, nipping at my collar bone, his leg pressing into me. My back arched against him as his hand slide over iddaa siteleri my hip, squeezing my waist and then sliding between my thighs. Pushing my legs further apart.

I moaned into the morning as he slide one finger and than another into me. I pushed against his fingers, wanting more. Feeling my face flush more as the feelings overtook me and I starting losing control.

He pulled his head back, smiling, nodding a little. “Let it go, uh-huh.”

I bucked against his hand, harder and harder as he slide another finger into me. Feeling his fingers filling me up. His knuckles sliding into my wetness as he began twisting his fingers slowly back and forth. His thumb rubbing my pulsing clit in circles.

“Oh, oh, I am going to cum. Harder, faster with your fingers, please.” I heard those words coming from my mouth and didn’t believe it was me. I was totally being selfish and lost in the feelings his fingers made inside me.

We locked eyes as I arched my back and pushed down onto his fingers, his hand against my pelvic bones. My face reddened even more as I gushed on him. My breasts against his chest.

He laughed slightly as he took my nipple in his mouth at the height of my orgasm. As the orgasm waned, I collapsed on his arm, my chest heaving, eyes closed. He kissed my face. Brushed the deneme bonusu veren siteler hair off my cheek.

“You look so sexy right now. That half smile on your face, your hair fanned on the pillow.” He said in between kisses. I could feel him hard against my hip. He rolled onto me, rocked back onto his knees, the sheet sliding off of us. My knees pulled up against his hips.

I looked at him as he gazed between my thighs. He ran his hands down my thighs, pulling me open as he slide into me and down onto my body. I raised my mouth to meet his as he entered me totally. Still riding the tide from the last orgasm and feeling the pull inside me as another one began to rise.

My body no longer under my control. Our bodies in sync, his mouth hot on mine. A ray of sun had found its way between the curtain, shining on his gray and black hair. Cutting a path of golden color across our ribs.

“Hmmmmmmmmm, yes, yes.” I uttered against his shoulder. Feeling him thrusting deeper into me. The curtains fluttered open with the increasing breeze.

“Cum again, with me.” He responded to my moans.

My hips rose to meet him as my head thrashed against the pillow. The wave washed over me as I felt him empty into me. For a moment I was aware of nothing but my insides pulling him into me, and the tingling of the orgasm.

He laid breathless, his forehead against my neck, I kissed the top of his head. I could feel my heart beating, my breathe shallow as we remained joined together. I listened to the waves breaking on the shore, the seagulls calling to one another; and thought – I could definitely get used to this.

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Summer Shore Sex Pt. 01

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The summer after I graduated high school, I went to stay down the shore with my mother, brother Tim and my brother’s friend Ed for a weekend. We were staying with Mr. and Mrs. Carsillo (my mom’s friend) and her husband, their daughter Valeri, and their daughter’s friend Jenny. My brother and his friend were both 16 and in the same grade as the two girls, so they already knew each other, but didn’t run in the same circles. When we got to the house, we got our rooms (the two boys together, the two girls together, Mr and Mrs Carsillo got the big bedroom, and my mom and I each got our own rooms). I could already see it was gonna be a long weekend as there was only two bathrooms and I had to share the main bathroom with the four other kids. The master bath was connected to the main bedroom and the room my mom was using.

After getting all ready to go to the beach, we took two cars. I drove my mom’s car with the other kids and the adults all went together. We got to the beach and picked out a nice spot away from most other people. Tim and Ed immediately ran off to do their thing and attempt to hit on girls.

I took out my cd player and laid out my towel. As I lay there with my shades on, I watched the women strip down to their bathing suits.

Valeri was wearing a floral print bikini and had long dark brown hair to go with her dark eyes and completely tanned athletic body. Jenny had on a navy blue bikini and had milky white skin and long red hair. They couldn’t have looked any different. Jenny being the go-getter of the two insisted they take a couple chairs and go tan down by the water to see hot guys. Mr. Carsillo looked like a Hawaiian tourist and sat reading the paper. My mom had just finished taking her shirt off and was about to undo her shorts when she stopped abruptly and laid out on her towel. I turned my head to see what made her stop and saw Mrs. Carsillo stepping out of her shorts and sitting down into a chair next to her husband.

She looked amazing, red bikini, long dark hair and completely tanned like Valeri. She was also in great shape and unlike Valeri, who was about a 34B, she had a nice full 36D. My mom was obviously self conscious, since while she was pretty and large breasted herself, she was nowhere near as bold or fit as Mrs. Carsillo.

I tried not to stare at Mrs. Carsillo and just focus on my music. I must’ve fallen asleep, because I woke up to an argument between Mr. and Mrs. Carsillo. My mom and the kids were packing up and she was using her eyes to rush me along as well. We all squeezed into one of the cars and left Mr. and Mrs. Carillo behind. I had overheard conversations between my mom and Mrs Carsillo that she argued often with him, but had never seen it in person.

When we got back, mom told us all to get ready to go to the boardwalk. We were going to play mini golf before walking around and having dinner. It was only about 2pm, so were a couple hours ahead of schedule. I didn’t really want to wander the boardwalk for so long, but I reluctantly agreed to go anyway. As it was finally my turn to take a shower, I was disappointed to find no hot water left. I wasn’t taking a cold shower, but everyone else wanted to go. I insisted they go and I would get a ride with Mr. and Mrs. Carsillo. My mom didn’t want to argue with me and took the other four with her.

I sat outside listening to my music for about a half hour before I went in to try the water. Thankfully the hot water was restored. I figured I’d take this time to jerk off too. I couldn’t get the images of Valeri and Mrs. Carsillo in their bikinis out of my head. A combination canlı bahis of the warm water and the warm sun shining down through the window behind me felt really good as I stroked my cock. I was so hard and every stroke felt great until I shot my load against the translucent shower curtain.

As I exhaled from my final burst, I heard the bathroom door slam shut. My eyes popped open and shut off the water.

“Oh my god, is somebody in here?” a woman’s voice asked.

“Mrs. Carsillo? Is that you?”

I could make out the outline of her body through the curtain and just stood there frozen.

“Rick? What are you doing here? I thought everyone was gone,” she said as she danced around a little bit.

“I had to wait for the hot wa . . .”

“Sorry, hun I have to pee really bad,” she blurted out as I heard her unzip her shorts and saw her dash to the toilet next to the shower.

I quickly pulled the curtain over further to ensure she couldn’t see inside. I just stood there and listened so I would know when she was finished and I could get out to grab a towel. I didn’t hear anything.

“Mrs. Carsillo, you still there?”

“Rick, hun, could you turn on the water? It’s kinda hard to go with you right there.”

I turned on the water, “Yeah no problem, as I was saying there was no hot water before so I told everyone else to go without me and I would just catch a ride with you and Mr. Carsillo.”

“Uh Rick? could you not say anything either?”

“Sure, sorry I will just shut up now.” I just kinda stared quietly at her outline sitting on the toilet. All I could think of was how she was ‘right there’ with her shorts around her ankles. I wondered if she had any tan lines, or if she had any hair around her pussy. I felt the blood rushing back to my cock. I still didn’t hear anything except the shower. Maybe she was done already.

“All good Mrs. Carsillo?”

“Not yet,” she said with frustration.

“Is it because you can still see my outline through the curtain? If you hand me a towel, I’ll just get out of here real quick.”

“I did have my eyes closed to help me picture you not here, but yes I can make see your whole outline from your head to your . . .”

Her voice just kinda drifted off. I instantly realized that I had turned my body so that she could make out my hand slowly stroking my cock and I turned back away from her.

She picked up where she left off. “. . . Well I can see your whole outline and I don’t want you to come out here and see me half naked on the toilet.”

And then I heard the familiar sound of someone peeing. As I turned the water off, I noticed she hadn’t moved yet.

“Tell Mr. Carsillo it’ll only take me like five minutes to be ready to go.”

“He had a work emergency, he had to drive back North,” she said angrily, then got up zipped up her shorts and left.

I got out of the shower and wrapped myself up in the towel. I held my beach clothes in front of me to hide the half hard on I had, just in case she was in the hallway. As I went to enter my room, I heard a loud crash come from further down the hall and ran to see what happened. As I got to her room the door was slightly open, I made sure my towel was secure before slowly pushing it open.

“Mrs. Carsillo, are you ok?” I saw a glass shattered on the floor by the far wall and she was sitting on her bed fighting back some tears. “Let me clean that up for you.”

“Leave it,” she sniffled.

I sat on the bed next to her and just held her hand. She sniffed and then looked up at me with kaçak iddaa her eyes slightly welled up with tears. She laid her head on my shoulder and took a deep breath. I put my arm around her and held her tight.

“I’m just going to rest my eyes for a bit,” she said as she put her head down on my thigh.

She looked amazing to me, as I stroked her hair with my fingers, in her shorts and bikini top. She was more than just sexy in that moment. It was something about her vulnerability that made me want her more, but not just in a sexual way (though I had to shift her head toward my knee as my cock got hard again). After a couple minutes the back of her head grazed my cock as she got up. She stared into my eyes and I kissed her on the cheek as I got up to leave.

“You’re a strong, beautiful woman Mrs. Carsillo, just remember that.”

She looked at me with a little bit of shock and awe as I left.

“You’re old enough now, just call me Felicia.” she smiled as I turned to walk out the door. “And Rick, thank you.”

I just smiled back at her and held my towel tight as I walked out the door, not even thinking about my obvious hard on.

After I got back to my room, I put on my boxer briefs and shorts and used the mirror to fix my hair. I admired my physique in the mirror as I was 18, 6’3 and in great shape thanks to varsity track and field. After putting on a nice button down shirt. I went back to Mrs. Carsillo’s room to check her status and just as I was about to knock she opened the door.

“I was about to take a quick shower when I realized something,”

“What’s that Mrs. Carsillo?”

“I said you can call me Felicia,” she said softly as she then threw her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately.

I was surprised and while I enjoyed her lips on mine and her tongue slightly sticking into my mouth, I pulled her off of me.

“Felicia, we shouldn’t,” I proclaimed, while my inner voice yelled “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!!”

“You don’t have to be all noble with me, Rick. I saw the outline of your cock through the curtain and felt it before. I know you want this too.”

She began to unbutton my shirt and kiss my chest. I grabbed her wrists and pulled them off of me and she just pulled back and sat on the bed. She began to massage my crotch with her bare foot and my eyes rolled with excitement. I let go of her wrists and she slid off my shirt and began to kiss and nibble my chest and stomach as she undid my shorts and let them drop. She licked and put her lips on my cock through my briefs. I untied her top and took it off of her. Her breasts her completely tanned with only slight sag to them. I took turns fondling each one as she pulled down my briefs.

“Mmm, now that’s a nice cock.” She then proceeded to lick my shaft up and down, kissing the tip before licking and sucking on each of my balls.

I picked her up into my arms and kissed her passionately before laying her back down on the bed. We just kissed and felt each other’s warm embrace. She would give the occasional stroke to my cock and I would kiss her ear lobe and down each side of her neck. I played with her nipples and squeezed her breasts as I kissed her collar bone. I unbutton her shorts and pulled them off. Her bikini bottoms were completely soaked through. I sucked her clit and juices right through them as she moaned and ran her fingers through my hair.

I untied the bottoms and let them fall away as I kissed all around her neatly trimmed pussy. The bikini tan line just made me hotter. I licked all around and felt her kaçak bahis thighs get tighter around my head as her back arched.

“That feels so good, I want you to lick my pussy so bad.”

I waited a little longer before sucking on her clit and sliding two fingers into her moist slit. Her thighs got tighter and her back arched even more and she moaned louder and louder.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop, I’m going to . . . . . . YESSSSSSS!!” Her body became limp and she exhaled deeply. “That was great, Rick. Now fuck me with that beautiful cock of your.”

With that request I turned her on her side and got behind her. I slowly slid my cock into her soaking wet pussy. As I slowly penetrated her in and out, I kissed the back of her neck. I also pulled her in closely as I fondled her left breast with my hand. Our hips moving in rhythm as we fucked. At this point I was happy I had jerked off earlier because it was helping me last longer. I pulled out and put her on her knees with her face down on the bed. I softly kissed her ass cheeks, noticing she only had a slight tan light from what was probably a thong. I smacked each cheek and watched her wince with each blow. Once they were each a little pink, I spread her cheeks and began to tongue her asshole and finger her pussy.

“Oh my what are you doing?” She blurted out with surprise.

“Just relax you’re going to enjoy this,” I promised as I continued to lick around and penetrate her tight hole with my tongue.

I felt her relax and cheeks eased their tension and with a few more licks and then slid my cock in her pussy and fucked it vigorously. After several in and out motions, she was moaning again. I then pulled out and felt her juices with my hand.

“Don’t stop, I’m gonna cum again.” she protested.

I licked the juices off my fingers and rubbed some more on her asshole before sliding my cock back into her pussy, but this time after a couple pumps a slid my thumb into her asshole. She perked right up onto all fours.

“OH MY GOD, that . . .”

“OH MY GOD!”

“OH MY . . . ” She collapsed instantly and I pulled out my cock. I laid down beside her holding her tightly.

“No one’s ever done that before. You know with my ass.”

“What did you think?” I inquired, hoping she liked it.

“It was really weird as first, but then it felt really good especially as you were fucking me and then I felt your thumb go in.”

We laid there and kissed for a little bit before we hopped in her shower together. We rinsed the sweat and sex off our bodies. We took turns rubbing each other down with the wash cloth.

As we towel dried ourselves and she stroke by cock a little, she asked, “Did you cum?”

“No, but it’s ok. I had actually jerked off in the shower before and I was more than happy to get you off.”

“In the shower? When I was on the toilet?” She gave me a very inquisitive and accusatory look.

“No, No, before you even came in, but I was thinking about you,” and Valeri I thought and kept to myself. I smiled and started to get dressed again.

She just smiled and started to get dressed as well. She put on matching lace purple bra and panties.

“At least I know what I’ll be picturing you in tonight,” I smirked.

“I figured you’d be picturing this,” and she pulled her panties down, bent over and spread her cheeks, before standing back up right and putting on a pair of khaki shorts.

“Yeah, you’re right, that’s better.”

She smiled and put on a black v neck t-shirt that was quite tight and didn’t leave much to the imagination.

It was about 4pm and we headed over to the boardwalk, after about a half hour we ran into my mom and the girls. We exchanged a look, smiled and looked away.

To Be Continued…

*****

As always the names have been changed to protect the people in the story.

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Surprise Honey The Sequel Ch. 03

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The next morning, I woke up to a room full of naked people. May was in my arms on one side, Sandra on the other, Julie at my feet and Anne sideways above my head. All of these beautiful women had a hand touching me somewhere. Not sexual as much as just…comfortable.

Jan and Carl were nowhere to be seen so I assumed that they had gone below to Jan’s or Carl’s room for some private time. I moved carefully to slip up and out of the knot of bodies that surrounded me. No one moved too much and my movement was pretty much unnoticed.

I took a nice long hot shower, then got dressed. It was four AM and the sun was rising over the mountains behind the yacht. I got out my camera and got some nice shots of that wonderful sunrise. The stillness of the cool air and the flat, almost mirror like water gave me a peace and calm like no other.

The air was fresh, cool, and a bit of the sea was there as well. I could hear some birds, probably sea gulls, crying out in the distance. I sat and watched the sun come up, looking out at the beauty and contrasts of the Alaska wilderness around me, marveling in all the differences yet how well those differences all fit in to make the scene before me real.

Sandra soon poked her head out and smiled at me.

“Hey, sleepy head. Did you get enough rest? I hope I didn’t bother you when I got up.”

“Oh, I didn’t’ even realize you were gone until I felt May’s hand brush mine. I opened my eyes to look across at her and then realized you were gone.”

“Have you had fun tonight? Well…heh heh…this morning too I guess.”

“Oh, yes. You know Bill; you have opened my life up, you and all the others. I have never had so much fun and learned so many things about myself, and as a matter of fact, sex…as I have with you guys. I’d say that I love you, but I realized that we have only known each other a few days…but that is how you all make me feel.”

“Well, I can sure say that I have strong feelings for you too. I guess the fact that we have shared our bodies between each other, all of us that is, that we have…bonded…strongly.”

“Oh yes. Very strongly. I want to so much quit my job and go live with you…all of you. I just…it’s just that…”

“What?”

“Oh…you’ll think I’m being stupid…”

“No I won’t. I want to know…what is holding you back from joining us?”

“Truthfully, only the thought that this is all too good to be true. That somehow, it will all fall apart, and I guess, that I could get hurt.”

“Oh. I have to admit…I have had those thoughts too. I wasn’t always rich like I am now, and at one time I was sure that I would never find anyone to replace my late wife. I found out that many things are possible and can happen. There is nothing more I’d like to do than have you living with May, Julie, Anne, Jan, Carl and myself. Nothing at all. I think we could be one big happy family. All of us. It doesn’t mean that we have to stay together forever either. I know that people need change at times. Things can change. Just as long as we stay in touch, visit when we can, we can still be together. Just like family. I’d love that for sure.”

“I’d love that too Bill. Master. I’d love for you to be my Master all the time…well…you know…”

“Heh heh heh…yes, I think I do know. A month ago I would have not even understood the concept, but now…Sandra, I want you to stay with us. I know May does as well. I’m also pretty sure that Julie and Anne and the others do too. I’ll say this much…move in with us…if it doesn’t work out, I will set you up anywhere you want to be, and make sure you are all right, at least until you can fix things up for yourself as you’d like. I’ll even put it in writing.”

“I can’t expect you to do something like that Bill. I mean, It’s not like we are married or even engaged. Besides, what would May think about that?”

“May would think that would be the least we should do for you Sandra. The very least. I agree with Bill, you should stay with us…give it a shot. You might find that you love it more than anything. I’m sure I’m going to.”

May had slipped outside without either of us seeing or hearing her. Sandra and I both jumped a little at the sudden voice out of the thin blue air.

“Well, I’d like to…man, you scared me May. Bill and I were just talking about things…and…”

“I know, I heard you. I agree with Bill…give us a shot. I’m sure you’ll love it. If not, you will have lost nothing. I’ll make sure that Bill sets you up and even get you lined up with another job if you want. Actually though, I’d rather concentrate on us being together for a long, long time instead.”

“I’ll have to give notice…I mean, I can’t just leave the other rangers out on a limb. They need me to be here and there are no other people that could take my place for at least two weeks.”

“No problem. I’m sure we will still be close by…we’ll still get together when we can until you can come live with us.”

I wanted to make sure that Sandra didn’t waver again. It appeared that May was thinking bedava bahis like I was, so together we worked on soothing and calming her fears. All the details worked out a bit later; we went down for some breakfast.

As everyone sat at the table it dawned on me that I was the only one dressed. May and Sandra were naked, both having taken a shower before coming out on the deck to be with me. I looked at two perfect sets of breasts hanging out, and the well-trimmed pussy’s as well, and found my cock stirring to life again.

I went to the refrigerator and opened the door. May came up alongside me and reached in, grabbed some fruit in a box at the bottom. Removing it, she took it to the table. Sandra came over and grabbed a couple cans of whipping cream in the door, and also some honey and strawberry jam.

“Hmmm…it appears that you two just want sweet things for breakfast.”

“Come over here…we got something to show you.”

I walked over to the table where May jumped up and began to unbutton my shirt. Sandra moved in and pulled and tugged at my shorts until they fell to my ankles. Guiding me around a bit, they got me totally undressed and naked as they were. Then, the fun started.

May picked up the jar of honey and taking my hardening cock in one hand, she began to drip some honey all over my shaft. Sandra opened up a can of pineapple slices, and slipped them over my cock, all the way to the base. They were split by the time she got them over the head of my cock, so she had to position them with that split hanging under me.

“Hey…I’m going to get all sticky. And this stuff is cold too.”

“We’ll clean you all up. Promise. Besides…you are our dessert you know. Mmmm mmmm mmm…all we need now is some strawberries and whipping cream.”

As May said that she pushed me on top of the table, on my back. There, as I laid waiting, the jam, and whipping cream were put to use too. Julie came in, and seeing what was going on, went to the refrigerator and dug out some more fruit. By the time Anne, Jan and Carl came down, I was covered in pineapple slices, strawberries, banana’s, apricots, grapes, whipping cream, honey and other things that I couldn’t be sure of.

“TIME TO EAT!”

May was laughing as she shouted it out. I was covered completely with sticky sweet fruit and toppings. I just laid there, as all the women began to lick and bite, eating right off of my body. Carl just smiled and finally, got a spoon and a bowl, scraping some whipping cream and fruit off me and walking around to the other side of the center counter to lean on it and watch.

I could hear each lady call out a fruit or topping and then begin to lick or bite or suck on whatever they called out. It had begun as a crazy fun thing and was now progressing into a sexually stimulating game. They were teasing me as they chose to lick her and there, or bite here and there. Soon, the only fruit and topping left on me was on my nipples and cock.

“Mmmmm. Taste’s great. But I still want something…I’m just not sure…”

“I know…I’m wanting something too. I just can’t tell if it’s pineapple, honey or whipping cream and strawberries.”

“Mmmm…I’m going to try some whipping cream and strawberries.”

Julie was smiling as she leaned in and began to lick and suck on my right nipple. The whipping cream was in a mountain with a strawberry on top, and she made sure that the way she took it inside her mouth was as sensual an act as she could. I felt my cock throb as her lips surrounded that berry, her tongue licking up some cream at the same time.

Sandra, not to be outdone, started on my other nipple in the same way. My cock was pounding and aching now. I wanted to fuck something…I wanted a touch…just a touch…

I heard May…”Hmmmm…I’m thinking that the three of us can share the pineapple slices and honey here…what do you girls think?”

Jan and Anne agreed quickly and loudly. I felt three tongues on my shaft, then tugging as teeth bit into the slices of pineapple that were around the base of my cock. All the stimulation was causing me to go into nerve overload.

Three tongues on my cock, two tongues on my nipples, fingers and hands everywhere else, massaging, caressing, and holding…I was building into a massively huge orgasm. Probably the biggest one I had ever had.

Julie moved up, taking my head in her hands, pressing her lips over mine. Her tongue slipped between my lips and began to caress my teeth…exploring me. Sandra began to finger the nipple left open by Julie’s change of position. Someone…down on my cock, pressed their lips around the head of my cock and began to slowly work down my shaft.

A tongue began to caress my balls, licking softly, with long slow wet licks up and then down. A finger worked into my ass, rubbing gently, poking deeper and deeper with each thrust. Hands on my belly, legs, arms, all the tongues and lips…I closed my eyes and just felt everything going on all over me.

I moaned, knowing casino siteleri I was so close…my cock was throbbing of it’s own will, my balls tightening up getting ready to pump out their contents. That fuzzy electric feeling of an impending orgasm shot through me…my heart beating harder and faster. Julie broke off her kissing of me to look into my eyes.

“Okay this is it now. Let yourself go. Think of all the tongues, lips, fingers, hands, everything…and let go. Each one of us wants to taste you as you cum…think of May…Anne…Jan…Sandra…and me. We all want to taste you. We all want you. Come on…come on baby…cum…cum…cum.”

Julie’s soft throaty voice was doing to me what nothing else could have in that particular situation. My mind traveled to a place it had not been before…my body shifted into a different phase…and all that stimulation carried me into the largest, longest lasting, best orgasm I had ever experienced. I almost…okay, I did pass out for just a second.

I was not even sure whose mouth was over my cock or whose tongue was on my ball-sack, or even who was sucking my nipples at that point. I was just in nirvana with the feelings and space of delightful orgasm.

I lay there on the table, too done in to move as the women broke away. I heard May, then Jan laughing and talking.

“Okay, whose left?”

“Oh look it here would ‘ya? Carl seems to be…available.”

“Grab him Julie. Give her a hand Sandra. Come on Anne, Carl needs our expertise. Get his clothes off. Here’s some fruit.”

“I’ve got the whipping cream. It is a good thing it’s low fat or we’d all be getting fat.”

“Nah. We’ll work it off. After all, we have these two strong virile men here to help us exercise.”

I heard Carl protesting, and then moaning…then a strange quiet began. One could only hear the spray of the whipping cream out of that aerosol can once in a while and soft moans. I knew what a treat Carl was in for. I was still laying on the table just as they had left me. I felt…well…great. Truly great.

I got up after a bit, watching Carl get his delightful coating and removal of food. Feeling a bit sticky, I slipped into the shower and cleaned up. I made a note to myself to check the water maker later today and see that it was okay. We had been using a lot of water over the last three days.

Stepping out of the shower, feeling refreshed, and believe it or not…horny too, I found Sandra, May and Julie standing by my bed. Naked, smiling, and hands reaching out to me.

“Ummm…is there something you girls wanted?”

“Ummmm? You have to ask? Here we are, three naked horny women, and you have to ask is there something we wanted? Hell YES there is something we want. Get over here buster…we need your hard cock…right now.”

May was giving me a playful ‘stern’ look as she fired off her response to my question. I felt my cock throb at hearing her say the they needed my hard cock right now. I walked over, and as I got in close, hands gripped my arms and I was guided onto my back on the bed. Then, three delectable and soft bodies were crowded in around me.

They were not licking and kissing this time. I could feel hands on my cock, hands on my balls, and hands on my nipples, but no lips or tongues. Then, Julie straddled my hips; her pussy lips dripping wet, brushing against my shaft.

May reached out and stood my hard cock upright, aiming it directly at Julie’s pussy lips, and as she lowered her body down bit by bit, I watched the head of my cock disappear inside that hot, wet, and oh so tight hole. Julie moaned as my shaft split her open, her bottom finally resting on my thighs, fully impaled on my shaft.

May and Sandra then began to caress Julie’s breasts, licking and sucking on them as well. Julie began to move up and down, groaning each time she bottomed out on my cock. I could feel her muscles gripping me, holding me tight and then milking my shaft ever so gently.

I reached out and put my hands on May’s and Sandra’s pussy’s. My fingers slipped between those soft wet lips, and I rubbed along the length of them for a bit before pressing my fingers inside of them. I also rubbed my thumbs on their anal buds…knowing that the stimulation would assist in their pleasure as well.

I heard an immediate increase in the volume of sound coming from both of these ladies, and Julie benefited from some more increased attentions as well. Sandra moved away from Julie a bit, then backed up and placed a leg on either side of my head. I was looking up at a almost bare skinned, wet inviting pussy.

She lowered herself down and soon my tongue was slipping along the length of her opening, caressing those soft lips, and tasting her sweetness. My nose, when she would move forward far enough, would press against her asshole, and I would rub it firmly against it.

I felt hands join in with the one I still had playing with May, and soon realized that Sandra was helping me. I moved my fingers up and began to play with May’s asshole bahis siteleri as Sandra’s hands and fingers worked on her pussy with that knowledge that only a woman could have.

I now had my tongue working deep inside Sandra’s pussy, licking and stroking in and out like a little cock. Once in a while I would slip it out and run it over her very stimulated clit…listening to her moan loudly as I did. I loved that. Knowing I was causing so much pleasure to someone like that.

I felt Julie moving faster and with jerky like motions, so I knew she must either be close or actually cumming at that moment. May was jerking around too, and I could feel a flood of juices flowing out of Sandra’s pussy into my mouth. They were all about or in the process of orgasming and I knew that I was the cause of that.

Sandra’s pussy pressed hard against my face, and her hips were rolling back and forth quicker and quicker as her orgasm overtook her. I felt my fingers pressing deeply into May’s asshole, and I could even feel Sandra’s fingers as they jerked around inside May. Obviously, Sandra being in orgasm, her fingers were in an uncontrolled state for a moment.

This extra movement caused Julie to clamp down on my shaft and then I felt her whole body weight pushed against the bas of my cock. The milking action of her pussy muscles was sucking my cock deeper and deeper inside her and the way she opened her legs up as she squatted down all the way on me let me gain a bit more depth as well. It felt to me like I was about to get sucked inside Julie all the way.

May was shaking, her hands went to my belly now. I could feel her hair on my bellybutton too. Her head must have come to rest on me as she lost herself in her orgasm too. The pulsing in her ass, as it seemingly sucked on my fingers, was a neat feeling. I couldn’t remember ever feeling anything quite like that before.

Sandra moved off of my head, and then leaning down, kissed me. Her tongue shot inside my mouth and her lips ground hard on mine. I looked up as she pulled away for a moment and saw May moving to straddle me in a sixty-nine position. I could see her juices running down the insides of her soft thighs.

I lifted my head and licked her pussy lips from top to bottom, and back again, loving the taste of her. Soon, I was licking her and loving it. I was pretty sure that May would stay with me like this until she came again, and I truly wanted to be the one to get her off.

The cool breeze on my cock let me know that Julie had moved off of me, and then I felt lips surrounding my shaft. May had gone right for me as Julie moved away enough for her to get her mouth over me. We were left alone as we sixty-nined each other. Our own love making for a bit.

I could feel her lips on my shaft, her hands on my balls, cupping them gently. I sucked her clit into my mouth, and using light pressure, held it still. Then, as she pressed her mound down onto my face, I began to hum, letting the sound vibrate my lips causing her to shake, freeze, shake and freeze.

I stopped after only a little bit, not wanting to overdo it and cause her clit to ache. Her lips tightened on my shaft and she began to bob her head up and down faster. I could feel the head of my cock bumping against her throat on her down-strokes and the knowledge that my cock was completely buried in her like that was making me hotter and hotter.

The feeling of her lips moving up and down, her tongue licking, and caressing me, her hands holding my balls as they were…all worked together to feel exquisite and sensual. Probably more so than at any time in some while.

I began to work my fingers into her pussy and asshole, stroking in and out like they were little cocks, and my lips were still sucking her clit. I could feel her tensing up…and then her orgasm flowing through her body. Her pussy was tugging on my fingers buried there and I could also feel her ass muscles as they throbbed around my two fingers back there too.

May came hard, and I was so happy that I was able to bring her off with my mouth and fingers like I had. She collapsed on top of my body and I just hugged her bottom to me. Her mouth was still around my cock, and soon she began to really work me over.

After a bit, I rolled her off, and then put her up on her hands and knees. Getting in behind her, I pushed my cock back into her hot wet pussy, and with my hands on her hips, steadying her, began to ram my cock in and out in a rapid motion.

My balls were smacking her clit as I fucked her hard and fast. I could feel cum building up and getting ready to shoot out. May braced her body and was shoving back onto my cock as I rammed forward, causing us to really make smacking noises.

There was nothing calm or gentle about this fucking at all. We were like to animals in rut. Her breasts were flying around, my hands barely able to hold her still enough to keep us together. As I began to cum, May suddenly cried out and shook hard. She was orgasming along with me.

Together we came and then as we relaxed, we laid spoon fashion. My cock never left her pussy at all. We both fell asleep, and didn’t notice when Carl took Sandra back to her cabin. We slept for hours, my arms around her and May had one hand on my lower arm and one on my hip.

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Summer with My Nephew Ch. 01

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When my husband, Gerald, informed me that his work was taking him out of the country for two months, I wasn’t happy. I had decided ages ago that I was going to spend June and July redecorating. While my husband was usually a busy man, I had fully intended to make use of him in his spare time, helping out with all those jobs that require two pairs of hands. In the back of my mind an evil voice was telling me that he’d arranged this trip to the Middle East on purpose to avoid redecorating, which I knew he hated, but of course that wasn’t true. His job often took him overseas for long periods, overseeing corporate sales and mergers, transactions which didn’t happen overnight.

“What am I supposed to do now?” I had protested. “You know I wanted to get everything finished before the twins get home in August!”

Hubby offered to get some professional decorators in, something we could well afford, but that would defeat much of the purpose. I had left work when the twins came along and since then I had always preferred to keep busy. I wasn’t one for the life of a lady of leisure, so as the twins grew older and required less attention I had turned to maintaining our home and garden. This had done me plenty of good. I was much handier indoors and out than my husband, and the constant exercise had helped me maintain the figure that attracted him in the first place. I don’t mind admitting that I look good for a mother in her late thirties, my waste still small, my bum rounded but firm and my large breasts barely sagging any more than they did on my wedding day.

Gerald knew all this and promised to make it up to me somehow. Of course, what he didn’t know was that I had other reasons for not wanting various workmen about the house for the summer. I had made that mistake before when we had a couple of strapping lads in to do our patio at the back of the house. I had ended up spending the majority of five days on my back, bent over tables, pressed up against walls and in all sorts of other undignified positions as these two rampant youths filled me with their big cocks again and again. Gerald had been unimpressed with the lack of progress the lads were making, a situation which came to a head illegal bahis on the Friday evening when Gerald accused them of being lazy good-for-nothings who were trying to con him out of money by dragging out the job. It had taken all my skills of diplomacy to defuse that situation, which variously looked like coming to blows or, worse, a revelation of my own culpability. I somehow persuaded Gerald that the guys would get the work finished over the weekend while we went to a nice hotel on the coast for a little getaway. Naturally without me to continually service, the work was done by Sunday lunchtime!

It should be obvious to you by now that I’m not the most faithful of housewives. The sad truth is that while I love Gerald, I love going behind his back as much. I’m not a nymphomaniac; I don’t go around seeking sexual gratification where I can find it. It’s the illicit thrill of what I’m doing that gets me. Gerald is a good man who works hard and deserves a good wife. That I, a wife who treats him well on the surface and who he adores, regularly betray him and cuckold him with impunity, that’s what does it for me. Does that make me a bad person? I’ve reflected on this at length and come to the conclusion that it probably does, but aren’t we all bad to a lesser or greater extent? I make Gerald happy, I’m a good mother and I donate money and time to worthy causes. I don’t engineer opportunities to cheat on my husband, I just tend to find myself in them and often have trouble resisting when I feel that there will be no consequences. There are no black and white situations; there are only shades of grey. Is this all mere self-justification, the soothing of a guilty conscience? Perhaps, but it appears to be working. I don’t spend my time racked with guilt. If a neutral observer were to judge me, this might be the most damning indictment. This is not meant to be a psychological study of the cheating wife, so enough about my dark inner-workings!

I had resigned myself to slogging away in this big lonely house for the summer when Gerald announced that he had found a solution. His sister, Anne, had mentioned that her son, William, would need something to occupy his time casino siteleri while off school for the summer. Gerald had suggested that William come to stay at ours for the summer and help with the redecorating, which Anne agreed was an ideal solution. Needless to say I was delighted, this would mean I had a full-time assistant instead of the part-time one I’d been hoping for, and also meant that I would have company for the summer while Gerald was away.

“Are you sure William doesn’t mind coming here for the summer?” I asked Gerald that evening, as we lay in bed, “Wouldn’t he prefer staying closer to home? He must have friends he’d like to spend time with.”

“Apparently not, Anne says he’s positively delighted with the idea and can’t wait to come down. I’d imagine he’s pretty happy with the prospect of being out of his mother’s way for a couple of months. You know how fierce Anne can be!”

“Oh Gerald, your sister’s not that bad, although I guess she does have a domineering streak to her!”

“You can say that again. Of course, I’m sure William is probably just as excited about the prospect of spending time with his beautiful young aunt! Young boys and all that,” laughed Gerald, playfully squeezing my left breast.

“Gerald, the very idea, “I mock-scolded him, “William is only a boy, he probably thinks I’m an old woman!”

“Hah, “exclaimed Gerald, “William’s not that young any more and I remember when I was his age I was horny as a goat and had the hots for more than one of my mothers friends.”

“Horny as a goat, were you?” I reached over and slid my hand inside the front of Gerald’s underwear. I wrapped my hand around him, felt him growing to his usual small erection and looked into his eyes. “It feels like the old goat has some life in him yet!”

The truth was that the turn the conversation had taken had stirred something in me. I certainly had no intent of sleeping with a teenage boy, especially not my nephew. However, the thought of him being around me while we worked, his hormones racing, watching me, admiring my body, catching ‘accidental’ glimpses of flesh as I increased the teasing, it was enough to stir my arousal. poker siteleri I was now really looking forward to William’s arrival and Gerald was about to be the beneficiary of that mounting excitement.

“Oh, Lisa,” Gerald gasped as I squeezed his firm erection and began to stroke his cock. He had always been especially fond of my hand-jobs and I knew it wouldn’t take long before I had him spurting his hot cum into my hand. That wasn’t what I wanted however, as I knew if that happened there would be no more fun for me tonight. I quickly swung my leg across Gerald and mounted him, reaching between my own legs to take hold of his cock and slowly lower myself onto him. His cock was undeniably hard, but its unimpressive dimensions were never enough to make me cum alone. I took hold of Gerald’s right hand and placed it between my legs. He knew what to do and began to move his index finger around my hard clit, tracing figures back and forth while I slowly lowered myself up and down his cock, careful not to drop down too hard and trigger an impromptu eruption. I had to be especially careful not to raise myself too quickly and have him ‘fall out’ of me, something which can happen all too easy with an undersized penis. I had learned through experience that Gerald would react badly to that. Gerald was a proud man, the kind of man who probably suspected that his was not the largest equipment in the world, but who would never acknowledge the fact, or that this might be an issue. I wouldn’t dream of bringing it up, knowing him as I did, and managed to soothe his ego occasionally through faked orgasms or by getting myself off through additional means. His finger working my clit while I rode him was just one of those means,

My arousal surprised me and I quickly found myself moving towards climax. Gerald increased his pressure and speed, bringing me to the edge. I began to press down hard, driving his hard cock as far inside me as I could get it. I heard Gerald cry out almost in agony as his stiff prick exploded inside of me, his hot cum spurting into my now spasming pussy, the walls struggling to grasp his hardness.

As my orgasm faded away, I dismounted and pressed myself into Gerald’s side.

“Oh Gerald, my stallion,”I cooed, knowing how he loved to be praised after he made me cum.

“Not bad for an old goat, eh?” he laughed, squeezing me to him.

I smiled to myself in the dark, wondering what I could expect when the horny young Billy goat got to town.

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Kidnapped Ch. 08

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Lauren burst into the house. Trembling, she threw all her belongings into a suitcase she found under the bed. Tears fell from her eyes as she opened the wardrobe and took one of Jack’s shirts. She inhaled his scent from the fabric and tossed that, too, into the suitcase.

She left nothing behind except the one person she loved the most.

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She waited days, at first. Pottering around a little apartment rented far away from where Jack lived. She stayed up nights, unable to sleep, watching television with the sound turned off, her eyes glazing over more and more as the hours swept by.

When a month was up she had to return home. Her parents were worried but she assured them, in a tone that they found strangely void of emotion, that she had to leave and “find herself”. They let her go, with assurances that they’d send money wherever she was. She left to a small quiet town, where the people knew each other by name, and nobody minded a single silent girl moving into the apartment at the edge of town and buying a store to sell flowers.

She dreamed of him, at first. His eyes, his smile. She lay awake at night, night sounds a gentle murmur outside. Her arm over her eyes, staring at the ceiling and wondering if he would ever come for her. Sometimes when she felt a smidgen of emotion return to her she’d weep into her pillows. On days when she found herself close to breaking down she’d open the closet doors and pull out the single shirt she brought that belonged to Jack. She’d bury her face in it and for a moment remember everything.

Months passed and there was no scent remaining in his shirt. Lauren kept it in a tiny chest by the side of her bed. She began talking again. When customers came into her store she actually smiled at them, although her smile didn’t touch her eyes or her heart. She found herself able to get by without using the money her parents sent her, and she allowed herself little luxuries that she’d always wanted. A cat named Sapphire, a Tonkinese with blue eyes and a testy temperament. A large flatscreen TV for her nights alone. Sparse but beautiful furniture to fill her empty apartment. She thought about Jack less and less. His eyes no longer sparkled in her dreams. And one day when a tall man walked into her shop, his eyes startlingly blue like Jack’s, his hair cut short (unlike Jack’s) and stole glances at her from where he stood near the petunias, she found herself looking back.

That day she took Jack’s shirt from the chest and threw it into the trash.

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Jack looked up. The girl in the other corner of the warehouse squirmed on the floor. He drew a heavy sigh.

“I’ve told you over and over just be still and follow orders and you’ll be fine.” He eyed her skimpy top. Why did women dress so provocatively to bed? He shrugged off his jacket and draped it over her. The girl strained against her bonds and the tape over her mouth. She pleaded with him with her eyes.

Jack looked at her. “No, I’m not going there again,” he said, almost as if to himself. He turned and sat back down against the wall.

Wayne came sauntering in, a broad grin on his face.

“Hey Jackie you’ll never guess who I chanced upon the other day when I was visiting my sister,” he removed his cap and laid it on the table. Jack looked up with wary eyes.

“Who,” he murmured, sharpening his knife on the sole of his boots.

“Your little Lauren!” Wayne laughed.

Jack started.

“She was in some shop selling flowers and there was a man by her side! Guess she didn’t take long to move on,” Wayne guffawed. He plopped down beside Jack, whose eyes were hooded. Jack eyed the glint on his knife. The ache that had been in his chest ever since she’d left grew deeper.

“Well, you didn’t exactly go after her as you promised so I guess it’s not really her fault,” Wayne went on, studying the grit on his nails. Jack narrowed his eyes. He said in a low voice, “It’s not that I didn’t go after her. You know well enough I’ve not been allowed anywhere.”

Wayne pursed his lips. “Well I know you Jack. If you’d wanted to you would have. Maybe you just don’t want her anymore, huh?”

Jack leaned in close to Wayne. He held his knife close to his neck.

“I want her more than you could ever want anything. Shut your filthy mouth if you don’t know anything.” His words left his dry lips in a hiss, and Wayne kept still even as he bedava bahis leaned back.

“Where is she, anyway.”

“A little town. Y’know. Where my sister lives. Has a shop selling flowers called Ambrosia.” Wayne muttered, easing the skin on his neck.

Jack studied the floor before him.

“You know Jack. It really is best to leave her alone. There’s no way Chuck will let you have her, and you know that,” Wayne said quietly.

The girl fidgeted in the corner. She took in every word they said. Her eyes flashed brightly in the dim light.

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“So I’ve never been a fan of vanilla. It’s just so common, so.. so unexciting. You know?”

Lauren smiled at the man who spoke. His name was Leonard and he was the tall man in her shop, the one with blue eyes. He’d asked her out and she’d agreed. They went out a few times and it had been a few weeks but she found herself smiling a lot more. She wasn’t happy, but she wasn’t sad anymore, and that was something.

“Yes, I know. Which is why I prefer chocolate. Although there are people who say that chocolate is boring.” Lauren answered, dipping a spoon in her ice cream. Jack’s face flashed before her eyes. “Chocolate? Chocolate is so boring,” he scrunched up his nose.

“Who would say something like that?” Leonard raised an eyebrow and took a scoop of his own ice cream. Sapphire climbed on his lap and nuzzled her head against his free hand.

Lauren blinked. “Oh. Just. People, I guess.” She stared at the separate dishes they were eating from.

“You’ve.. you’ve got something there,” Leonard picked up his napkin and leaned in. Lauren looked up at him but all she saw was Jack’s face, Jack’s intent face as he leaned in and –

“There.” Leonard dabbed at her mouth with his napkin and sat back. “All better.”

Lauren looked at him. She smiled faintly.

“Yes. Yes I guess,”

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Jack stood outside the ice cream parlour. He watched Lauren’s sad smile. He studied the man she was with and decided he was a good sort. The sort that was reliable but somewhat boring. The sort she deserved for a good life. He looked at her face, noted a few lines around her mouth that hadn’t been there before. She looked beautiful as always, but her hair was longer now, and her face was drawn. He blew a kiss through the window and walked away.

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“Well, missy, it’s time for you to go,” Wayne grinned. He held the girl’s face in his hand and held it close before releasing her. “We’ve been good to you so don’t give us any reason now to hurt you,” he blindfolded her and walked out the door.

When she was home the girl threw away her soiled clothes and cleaned herself. She looked in the mirror for a long time. When she’d made up her mind she packed her things and left for a little town.

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“This guy’s not much of an actor, is he,” Leonard murmured. He picked a handful of chips from the bowl on his lap as Lauren came to the living room.

“Well.. That’s debatable, I guess,” she replied.

The doorbell rang. Sapphire pawed at the door.

Leonard looked up from the screen. “Wonder who that is, at this time,” he muttered, stuffing another handful of chips in his mouth.

Lauren smiled a small smile and went to the door. She looked through the peephole and saw a slender woman shivering slightly in the cold.

“How can I help you, miss?” Lauren said, drawing the door open slowly.

“I’m here to speak to Lauren,” she said, trembling. “My name is Rose. I’ve just been kidnapped by a bunch of guys and I heard them talking about you. I followed one of them home and discovered where his sister lives, he said she lives here, where you do.”

Lauren stared at her with wide eyes for a long time. Finally she pulled Rose in and closed the door.

“Come with me,” she said urgently.

“Who’s that?” Leonard looked over his shoulder to where Lauren was pulling Rose to her room.

She closed and locked the door and sat on the bed with Rose.

“Tell me everything,” Lauren urged. She reached out and held Rose’s hand. “Are you all right?”

“Yes, yes I am,” Rose stammered. She raked a hand through her tangled hair. “I just had to come and tell you, because I heard them speaking, Jack and Wayne-“

“Jack,” Lauren echoed.

“Yes, casino siteleri Jack. They spoke about you, and Wayne, Wayne was taunting him – and I know Jack is not a bad person because he took care of me-“

“He did? How?” Lauren said sharply, remembering what Jack had done to her in their first encounter.

“He kept me safe,” Rose answered, oblivious to Lauren’s tone, “and I could tell that maybe he loves you and to think that it has happened before I needed to find someone who’s been through it and to report them to the police so it won’t happen again, nothing like that ought ever to happen to anyone,” her voice broke and she sobbed into Lauren’s shirt.

Lauren stroked her hair absently. There were so many things in her head and heart, and she didn’t know what to think.

Finally she raised Rose’s head from her and looked at her in the eyes.

“We will. We’ll go together and report them. All of them.” She slowed. “But you have to give me some time to settle some things first. You can stay here with me if you wish. I will be back in a few days. Leonard will look after you.”

Rose nodded weakly and watched as Lauren left the room.

“I have to go somewhere. Please Leonard, watch over the girl in my room. Her name is Rose. I’ll explain everything when I get home,” Lauren left the house with those words.

Leonard raised a hand. “Wait – where – where are you going? Lauren? Lauren!” He went to the door and looked out but she was gone.

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Jack lay back on his bed with a sigh. That hot shower he’d just emerged from was what he’d really needed. He was tired. His limbs ached and his head ached and somewhere else deep inside ached as well. He recalled what Wayne had said to him and pictured a man with Lauren. A man loving her smile, her eyes, a man making her laugh and holding her close, loving her loving her, taking her warmth and kisses and – He grunted and got off the bed. Maybe a cup of coffee would help. Even if it meant no sleep tonight. He didn’t sleep much anymore, anyway.

Sighing Jack made his way to the kitchen in his boxers. He stood there, absently watching the drops of dark liquid drip into the mug below.

When the doorbell rang he turned around in surprise.

Narrowing his eyes Jack picked up a knife from the corner. He opened the door slowly.

“Jack,”

It was Lauren.

He looked at her in shock.

“Lauren. L-Lauren, wha-“

She fell on him, clasping him to her with her slender arms. He dropped the knife he held to the floor. Hot tears squeezed out the side of her eyes.

“You said you’d come for me,” she sobbed.

Jack closed his eyes and winced.

“You said you’d come for me no matter what, but you lied,” Lauren’s voice broke and she beat Jack’s chest with her tightly-clenched fists. “I gave you everything but you lied,”

Jack held her back and looked at her with sad eyes.

“I’m sorry, Lauren, I couldn’t,” he said softly. He held her chin up and wiped tears off her face with his thumb. “I couldn’t put you in danger again, you’re better off without me, you’re better off with stable men like the one who brings you to eat ice cream, the one with the blue eyes,”

Lauren stared up at him with tear-streaked cheeks. “You were there? You saw me? Why didn’t you speak to me? Why did you let me think you’d left me there all by myself?” She laid her head against his chest and wept silently.

Jack pulled her into his apartment and closed the door. He picked her up easily and brought her to his room where he laid her on the bed and went to the bathroom to fetch a damp cloth. Silently he wiped her face with it and smoothed her hair back as she shook in wracking sobs.

He leaned down and whispered in her ear.

“I love you Lauren. That’s why I left you alone. Because no matter what I want you to be safe, even if it meant that I couldn’t ever see you again,” he pressed a gentle kiss on her cheek.

Lauren reached up for him, grasping his hands with her fingers, and pulled him in to kiss him.

When their lips met a heat started low in her body. She reached up to pull him nearer and he leaned against her. He drew back to look at her face.

“I’ve missed you so much,” he said softly, tucking a lock of her fringe behind her ear. Lauren looked up at him, her eyes shining with tears. She arched her head toward him and he bahis siteleri leaned down. When she felt his lips against hers, she sighed softly and opened hers, relishing the feel of his tongue against hers. He kissed her hungrily, his weight comfortable on top of her, and she drew eager hands over his bare chest. She felt him growing against her stomach and she reached down to grasp his length.

Jack groaned choppily, raising his head from Lauren’s. His eyes shone with heat and love as he held her up to remove her shirt and shorts. When she lay under him in her undergarments he looked down at her, marvelling at her beauty, her flesh curved perfectly in the cups of her bra and her delicate skin trembling above her panties.

“I’ve missed you too,” Lauren whispered. She took Jack’s hand and placed it over her heart. He gazed into her eyes as he traced her nipple through her bra before pulling it down. Lowering his head he took her flesh into his mouth and laved her nipple with his tongue.

With a pained groan Lauren unhooked the back of her bra and pulled it to the side. With her feet she dragged Jack’s boxers halfway down his legs.

He laughed and pulled them down.

“Why so urgent, mm,” he said softly, reaching down and cupping her through her panties. He watched as Lauren’s eyes grew drowsy with need and he pressed her clit through the fabric. Pulling the panties to the side he drew two fingers over her wet slit as she shuddered.

“You’re so wet,” Jack whispered. Lauren smiled gently. “And you’re so hard,” she returned. She sat up and pulled off her panties, pressing Jack into the bed. She turned so that her mouth was lined up over his thick cock, throbbing in the air, and placed her legs on either side of Jack’s face.

He looked up at her delicious pussy, stunned by what she’d just done, but groaned low in his throat when he felt Lauren lean down and take his cock into her mouth. Jack arched up and pulled Lauren’s lower body closer to his mouth. He inhaled her scent and licked up the length of her slit. She shuddered against his mouth and took more of his flesh into hers. The sensation of his thick, hard length in her throat and his wet mouth licking her at the aching juncture of her legs had her eyes fluttering closed. Jack groaned into the delicious musk of Lauren’s pussy as he felt Lauren’s mouth envelop his cock in a slick vise.

They feasted on each other, till Lauren leaned back, stilling, as she felt Jack’s tongue drive her closer and closer to the edge. When she’d shuddered repeatedly against his mouth Jack pulled her off him and laid her on the pillows, raising himself above her. He dropped his head to the hollow of her shoulder and said in her ear, “I love you Lauren.”

Lowering his heavy blunt cock to where her legs spread, Jack looked into Lauren’s eyes. She smiled faintly and brushed his long hair off his face, caressing his cheek lovingly. Arching up she moved her moistness against Jack. Closing his eyes, Jack flexed his hips and slid slickly into Lauren. Her mouth formed an “o” and she crossed her legs behind his back. The exquisite sensations bloomed in Jack’s lower body and he shifted his weight, thrusting deeper into her.

Lauren gasped and clutched at him. She bit his neck and shoulders as Jack slid out, then back in, his taut flesh exquisite in her moist channel. She held his head in her hands as he dropped it beside hers and pumped harder and harder into her, his cock heavy and warm, filling her up deeper, deeper, slick with their juices. Feeling the keening edge of orgasm Lauren clutched tighter at Jack, gasping, and he knew from her deeper, raspier moans, angling his cock higher in her as he pounded into Lauren mercilessly. She arched her back off the bed as she came and he thrust feverishly into her. When he came he stayed inside her and they fell asleep, their skin damp and warm against each other.

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Lauren and Rose reported Chuck and Wayne to the police. After some investigation they were trialled and imprisoned. Jack served his share of prison time as well, but it was a much lighter sentence than his compatriots. Lauren broke it off gently with Leonard, who recovered quickly and found that he was very much attracted to Rose, whom he’d spent some time with while Lauren was with Jack. When Jack was released he found Lauren waiting for him at the gates, a plump child in her arms. His grin showed his joy inside and they got married, despite the initial dismay of Lauren’s parents, and lived together in Jack’s apartment with their child and the cat. They didn’t live happily ever after but they were very happy indeed, most of the time. Which is much more than we can say for many couples nowadays.

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She had tried, she really did. She had put herself to the test; to see what it would be like without him.

Yet every day her thoughts wandered to him. More and more so as every day passed. She could not deny her heart nor its passion for him.

Not did she test only herself, but she had tested him as well. She needed answers to important questions. Would he wait for her? Did she mean that much to him? Would he remain true to her? Or would he pull up stakes and move on? This was a very big step for her and she had to be sure. She had made up her mind and so she made her choice.

As she turned the car onto the road that led to his place, her mind began to daydream of how nice it is when they are together. The happiness, the laughter, the feelings of being completely at ease and comfortable. The ability to be herself without being judged or ridiculed. The freedom and of course, the wild passion. All feelings she never had before. All feelings she missed, as much as she missed him.

The ride seemed to take less time than normal, maybe it was because she was lost in her daydream.

Regardless of the reason she was there. Walking to the door, she raised her hand to knock. However before she could, the door opened.

There he was, smiling that smile at her; smiling with both his mouth and his eyes. She walked in as the door closed behind her. “You look incredible,” he said admiring the way her ass looked in tight jeans.

He stopped her in the hallway, gently pressing her up against the wall. Moving closer to her; he murmured, “I missed you.” She replied, “I missed you too.”

Taking her in his arms he kissed her. She kissed him back feeling her passion start to stir. Almost before she knew it, her tongue slipped into his mouth and his into hers. The kiss was sexy and passionate and she moaned as they kissed.

Taking his tongue from her mouth, he kissed and nibbled on her neck and türkçe bahis earlobes. She felt her nipples stiffen and her pussy get moist. He kissed her again, pressing himself against her. She felt the bulge in his jeans rubbing against her loins. She began to thrust her hips and rub back against him .

His hand went up her shirt and slipping his fingers into her bra; he took her hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He began rolling it and gently pinching it. The sensation was making her even wetter, driving her passion onward.

She kissed him back with wild abandon, their tongues dancing in each others mouths. He slipped his hand from her breast and slid it down over her stomach, coming to the button of her jeans. Opening it easily, he pulled the zipper down.

She felt his hand slide between her thighs and spread her legs, opening herself to him. He slipped just the tip of his finger into her slit, coating it with her wetness. Then slowly drew his finger upwards parting her pussy lips, finally coming to her swelling clit. Gently he began to rub it in small gentle circles while they kissed.

She was trying to hold out but her passion began to betray her. She was too hot to stop now and came hard, moaning into his mouth.

His finger slipped back down between her lips, finding her now slick opening. This time he slipped more of it deeper into her. She moaned again as he slid it in and out of her juicy pussy.

Taking his finger from her wetness, he brought it to his own lips and tasted her sweet juices. He then kissed her again. They shared the taste of her.

Picking her up, he tossed her over his shoulder and carried her upstairs.

Entering the bedroom he placed her on the bed and took off her shoes. Then he pulled off those sexy, tight jeans.

Taking moments to undress himself, he climbed on the bed next to her and kissed her wildly. His iddaa siteleri hand finding her wet slit. Once again he began to work her clit. A little more firmly he rubbed now, sending shivers through her body as she climaxed.

She moaned like a slut would moan, as she felt two fingers being stuffed into her steaming pussy. She began to buck her hips wildly against his hand as she coated his long fingers with her creamy wetness.

He used her cum to make her clit wet and slick then continued to play with her.

Cumming hard, she wrapped her arms around him clutching his body tightly to hers.

When she had come back down, he brought his two fingers to her lips. She licked and sucked hungrily, then she kissed him, sharing her sweetness between them.

Raising himself up, he moved to the end of the bed. Kneeling down he commanded, “Spread your legs for me.”

She did as she was told.

He kissed her; first her thighs, then slowly he slipped his tongue between her lips, tasting her yet again. His long tongue slipped inside her and she spread even wider for him. He then moved to her now hard clit. First licking, then sucking it into his mouth. Slowly to begin with, then faster and faster.

She began to buck her hips against his tongue as her orgasm grew within her. Then she lost it; moaning his name loudly, she creamed all over his quick tongue.

As she climaxed, he slipped two fingers into her juicy pussy, causing her to cum even harder. With his other hand he spread her lips and continued kissing and licking her clit.

She reached for her bra and unhooked it freeing her hot tits. Taking them in her hands, she began rolling and playing with her rock hard nipples, while her pussy leaked its juices all over his tongue.

Her clit was throbbing now as his tongue kept flicking over it. He sucked it into his mouth, held it there and used his tongue deneme bonusu veren siteler on it some more.

She came violently, shaking and shuddering and moaning his name.

As she came back down, he climbed up between her legs and kissed her mouth. She could once again taste herself on his lips as they kissed.

His cock was rock hard and he slid it between her swollen and slick lips. He was rubbing it up and down her pussy lips, getting it wet with her cum.

She reached down taking him in her hands and guided him to her slick opening.

He pushed gently and slipped the head in. Just the head; then he stopped, holding it there, he kissed her. Then slowly he pushed again, slipping more of his cock into her.

She felt her pussy start to stretch and the feeling made her cum. As she got off, he pressed more of himself into her. She wrapped her arms around him moaning loudly.

“Do you want all of it?” He asked.

“Oh yes please, give it all to me. Put it deep inside me.” She moaned in reply. One hard thrust and she took it all. “Oh God,” she hissed. She spread her legs as wide as she could for him, taking him fully inside her. She felt so full, so stretched open.

They kissed as he ground his hips against hers. She was wild now. Thrusting hard and deep into her, he made her cum over and over again.

His hand found her tits and began to play with them, paying special attention to her sensitive nipples. He began to fuck her with wild abandon.

She shook and trembled in his arms. She felt him start to swell within her and she knew he was close. Lifting her hips to meet his thrusts, she took every inch of him, cumming hard on his thick cock again.

Feeling her pussy cream all over his meat was too much for him. He exploded deep within her pussy, filling her with his hot cum.

As they came down they looked into each others eyes and started to laugh and giggle. “I Love you Mike,” she said quietly.

He kissed her then said, “I Love you too Kimmy.”

They laid there talking and laughing for awhile.

Then she kissed him.

He loved the way she kissed him, so warm and passionate.

He was hard again and she was very wet…

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Spiral Ch. 03

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Alyson awoke to June’s “Oh my god.” coming from her bedroom doorway.

She rolled over, away from Jim’s body and saw June turn and run to her bedroom down the hallway.

“Oh damn.” said Alyson and got up.

She tapped lightly on June’s bedroom door and said softly, “June, honey, are you okay?”

There was no answer.

Alyson turned the knob and walked into June’s bedroom.

June was sitting on her bed, her back to the headboard, her knees wrapped in her arms under her chin. Alyson went to her and after a few half-hearted attempts at pushing Alyson away; June permitted herself to soften into Alyson’s arms. After a few moments, June spoke.

“Alyson, my god, how could you?”

Alyson paused, took a deep breath and replied, “I don’t quite know. I knew I wanted him before I knew he was my brother. We got here, we talked and then when we had finished talking I found I still wanted him… and what’s more he wanted me just as badly. So….” Alyson’s voice trailed off.

June said, “But goddamnit Alyson, he’s… he’s your bother… you’re his sister.” Her voice began to rise. “It’s incest… disgusting…”

June struggled to get away from Alyson. They began wrestling and June started getting a bit hysterical in her attempts to elude Alyson. She began to scratch and kick at Alyson’s still naked body.

Both stopped their struggle, startled, as a low whistle came from the doorway. Jim’s voice said. “Hmmm, catfight.”

Alyson threw him a look and said, “Jim, you bastard, cut the catfight crap.”

“Got you two to stop didn’t it?” was his reply, a grin on his face.

Alyson thought, “He’s right.” and turned to face June.

June blurted out, “Oh god Alyson, I’m so sorry… I had no right… it was just so… so… When I saw the two of you twisted together in the bed well, I don’t know how else to say it but I was really shocked.”

Alyson reached out and touched her cheek with her fingertips saying, “I know June, this hasn’t been exactly normal for me either.”

They started talking and Jim moved into the room to sit on the edge of the bed. Slowly, Alyson relaxed against him. He moved his hand and began running his fingertips along the side of her thigh out of sight of June. Alyson began to stiffen and her nipples began to fill with blood at his light touch.

June noticed and asked, “Alyson, what’s going on?”

Alyson shifted her body so June could see Jim’s fingertips moving on her thigh, at the same time her movement revealed Jim’s hard-on. June stared as Alyson spread her legs as an invitation to Jim’s wandering fingertips. He moved his hand over the top of her thigh and down into her fold. Alyson bit her bottom lip as Jim’s fingers started probing her cunt lips. Pearls of her liquid appeared on his fingers and her bonus veren siteler labia. Her odor started filling the room.

After a few moments of Jim’s fingering, Alyson stiffened sharply drawing in a sharp breath and then with a little cry her entire body shuddered and then shrank into Jim’s as her orgasm finished.

“Holy shit”, said June softly, “that’s got to be the most fucking erotic thing I’ve ever seen in my whole life. And you two have been going on like this since night before last?”

Alyson replied, “Well, pretty much, although most of last night we were both so wiped out we just slept.”

June’s gaze shifted to Jim’s hard-on, saying, “So he’s ready to go then.”

“Yes,” Alyson replied and started moving off June’s bed, “we’ll go.”

“No… don’t… I want to see,” was June’s response, “it’s, well, kinky.”

Alyson looked at June and shook her head saying, “I don’t think you want to go there June.”

June responded, “You’re wrong, I do.”

“And what about Paul?”

“Hey, Paul is a good guy and a good fuck, but that’s all and he knows it… and, if you really want to know… I… I’ve been thinking about you for a while now anyway.”

“Jeez”, exclaimed Alyson. “I’ve been thinking about you too, but to be honest I’ve been so scared of losing you as a friend and roommate to do anything about it.”

June looked at Alyson and then smiled at Jim as she began unbuttoning her blouse. She finished and shook it free from her shoulders throwing it on the room’s floor. The skirt followed along with the panty hose, leaving her with just her bra and her panties. Her hands moved to the front clasp of her bra, but Alyson reached out and stopped her.

Alyson rolled up onto her knees and looking into June’s eyes unclipped her bra, freeing her breasts. June placed her hands behind her neck and shook her breasts into Alyson’s face. Alyson took the challenge and leaned into June, capturing her left breast in her mouth. Jim shifted and captured June’s right breast. Both reached for June’s panties and she pulled herself up by the headboard as they pulled them down her legs to end up on the floor along with the rest of her clothes.

Both now moved their hands to between June’s legs. Alyson started and looked into June’s eyes saying, “Either you have the creamiest cunt I’ve ever seen or you did the nasty with Paul just before you got home.”

Jim and Alyson totally cracked up as June’s body flushed with embarrassment in response.

June interrupted Jim’s laughter by lunging with her mouth for his cock. It was a hell of a moving target as Jim kept chuckling over her chagrin, but she finally got it. Alyson couldn’t help but continue laughing.

Once he was captured in June’s mouth Jim bahis finally stopped laughing and started running his hands over June’s back and around to her breasts. Alyson also got over her laughing fit and pulled June’s body up onto her knees and then spread June’s legs to give her access. Alyson leaned forward and, as June kept up her blowjob with Jim’s cock, she started licking and sucking June’s ass.

After a bit, Alyson flipped over on her back and wiggled between June’s legs until she was facing June’s pussy. She pulled herself up and began licking June’s slit. She could taste Paul’s cum mixed with June’s liquid and kept on licking.

Jim couldn’t help but have a shit-eating grin plastered on his face as he looked down at the site before him – every guy’s dream. June was pumping his cock with her mouth and hand, while his sister was licking June’s cunt. He wished he had a 5 foot tongue so he could lick Alyson. Almost in answer to his thought he saw Alyson’s hand move to her cunt and she began masturbating herself. The thought of a 5 foot tongue slipped from his mind as June’s mouth really began vacuuming his cock, he could feel his balls start to constrict. He told June, “I’m going to cum.”

Her response was to increase her sucking action so Jim put his hand on the top of June’s head and held her in place as he thrust his hips to her face and felt himself ejaculating into her mouth.

Just as he finished, June grabbed onto his thighs with each of her hands and kept her mouth clamped onto his cock as her own orgasm hit, Jim could feel her mouth trying to say something, but all he heard was “mupff, gunpff” and a high pitched squeal. Then just as June finished, Jim saw Alyson’s hand move at a blur as her hips thrust upward and her orgasm hit.

All three lazy untwined from each other. June then turned to Alyson and caught her in a sapphic embrace as both lay on the bed. She kissed Alyson, passing a small remnant of Jim’s cum into her mouth. For a moment they passed Jim’s cum between them until it was gone.

The kiss continued as the two started grinding their groins together. Jim moved to lie with his front pressed to Alyson’s naked back, his hands moved to caress and pinch both their breasts. After a moment, June started kissing her way down Alyson’s body until they were in a classic 69 profile. Both spread their legs and started kissing and licking each other’s slits. June reached between Alyson’s legs and started stroking Jim’s cock and balls.

After a few moments, June stretched herself between Alyson’s legs and started sucking on Jim’s cock, bringing it to a full hard-on. She then took it in her hands and used it as a handle to pull Jim’s body closer into Alyson’s body, finally getting the head of his cock to the entrance deneme bonusu of Alyson’s cunt. June became engrossed in getting Jim’s prick inside Alyson.

Finally, with a thrust of his hips, Jim was in.

June pushed herself away from Alyson, lifting herself up and looking at the two of them as they started meshing together. She spoke softly, saying, “God the two of you look so fucking incredible… black… white… brother… sister.”

She looked a little while longer then bent her head back into Alyson’s crotch. She began licking her slit, her tongue coming in contact with the underside of Jim’s cock as it went in and out of Alyson. At the same time Alyson began giving some serious tonguing to June’s cunt.

Slowly, leisurely, the tempo started to build among the three participants. Jim kept moving his hands up and down the two girls’ bodies, pausing occasionally to caress and lightly pinch their nipples. At the same time, Alyson was lightly running her hands over June’s buttocks, repeatedly spreading and kneading them together. June had her choice of using her hands on either a male or female body and kept switching between the two.

To June the setup of Jim fucking his sister continued to add to the eroticism of the moment. She just couldn’t believe how turned on she was and wanted it to go on forever.

Under the double stimulation, Alyson was the first to go off. June could feel her build through Alyson’s increasingly erratic movement of her groin against her mouth. Finally, Alyson reared back from June’s cunt, stiffened, and gasped out, “Oh god… god… god, I’m cumming, Jim… June… don’t stop, oh god, don’t stop… I’M CUMMING!!”

Spasmodically, she bucked her hips forward to June’s tongue and back onto Jim’s cock as her orgasm peaked and then subsided.

Finally her gasping slowed and she lowered her head to the inside of June’s thigh and lazily moved her head down to June’s pussy to continue her interrupted tongue stroking. Almost as soon as Alyson started licking June felt her orgasm begin to blossom and she clamped her mouth down onto Alyson’s cunt.

With Jane’s obvious pending orgasm, Jim also felt himself ready to shoot.

“Oh god… I’m going to cum… jeezus… Sis… your cunt… June… your mouth, your tongue… here it comes… take it Sis… take it up your cunt…”

June could feel Jim’s cock pulsated under her tongue at the same time as her own orgasm shot through her. Their gasping intertwined so much that Alyson, in her post-coital haze, was hard pressed to say who was doing what gasping.

Finally, they were all three done. Jim’s cock slowly deflated from inside Alyson. June gave Alyson’s slit one parting lick, the tip of her tongue just catching a dribble of Jim’s cum which was beginning to seep out. She twisted around to again be face to face with Alyson and lazily gathered her into her arms.

Alyson spoke first, “Damn June, why didn’t we try something like this sooner?”

June responded, “I have no idea, but after a little rest I definitely want to make up for some lost time.”

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Katie Comes Back Ch. 02

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While Mr Maddox retired happily to bed, Katie and Bobby lay on the bed together covered in sweat and juices. He couldn’t help laughing and Katie joined in.

“It’s a messy business, isn’t it?” he said.

“Sure, if it’s done properly! Shall we have a shower or should I lick you clean? I haven’t been with anyone so young before. You’re beautiful”

“Lick me, Katie while I rest a while … and you mentioned a blow-job. That sounds interesting.”

“Well, the birthday boy deserves the best I can give. You’ve just given me the best fuck I’ve had for ages, so here goes!”

She pumped up three pillows for him so he could rest and watch everything she did. He lay there with an expression of perfect contentment on his face. As she kissed his lips and eased her tongue into his mouth, he ran his hands down her back and sides admiring her womanly curves and feeling her large breasts against his chest. They explored down to her firm, fleshy buttocks. He had often fondled girls of his own age but this was different. They had shown him their perky little breasts and let him kiss them but never let him slide his hand between their legs, let alone allow him to caress türkçe bahis their most intimate areas. They wouldn’t let him slide a finger along their pussy lips; they didn’t want him to feel how wet they were as he would if his finger slipped into them. They had been as wet and juicy as Katie was now – Bobby was the best looking boy in town – but they had been taught to be “good girls.”

Booby remembered how Katie had masturbated earlier, rubbing the area at the top of her pussy; he soon found her clitoris and began to finger it very gently. As he did this, Katie withdrew her mouth from his.

“That’s nice. Shall we try a “69”?” she whispered hoarsely. He smiled uncertainly. “I’ll show you!”

She took hold of his hand and slowly pulled it from between her legs. To show her approval she ran the tips of his fingers along her tongue. “Wow, I taste good don’t I?”

Then she motioned him to lie on his back in the middle of the bed. She knelt over his head and lowered her pussy over his mouth.

“You see my vagina – that’s where you fucked me. Can you taste yourself? And the clitoris at the top – that it my main pleasure spot. iddaa siteleri In between is where I pee. I’ll show you later. And my little arse-hole – isn’t it cute? Can you feel how wet I am. See the juices running down. That shows you are a good lover, Bobby. Now give me some more while I see what’s happening down there. Make yourself comfortable!”

As Bobby began to tongue hungrily inside her pussy and over her clitoris, she lowered her body so her knees were around his head and her elbows on each side of his waist. Her breasts hang down heavily over his chest. She had been looking forward to this! He was rock hard again, a good six inches with room for growth. She pulled the fore-skin back and ran her tongue along the slit enjoying the sharp taste of pre-cum. She stopped for a while and concentrated on the sensations strengthening between her legs, sexy little mini-orgasms building up and spreading slowly to her upper thighs and tummy. It was as if Bobby had done this before; it felt almost as if that was Claudia down there expertly using her long tongue to pleasure a lover. She would need to reward him properly!

She could just about deneme bonusu veren siteler reach his balls with her tongue. As she licked them, moving up the shaft slowly, she heard Bobby gasp. He took a few long breaths and resumed his work. Katie then lowered her sensual, full lips over the tip of his penis and took it into her mouth. Now she could taste her own juices from earlier. She sucked it a little deeper; with two inches inside, she thought that was enough for the time being. He might get frightened if she took it all the way in. So she fucked him slowly with her lips and tongue, establishing an easy rhythm so that she could focus on her own pleasure. By now, Bobby was getting tired and out of breath, so she let him rest and began to masturbate herself. Soon the first orgasm hit her and splattered Bobby’s face. As they continued to wrack her body, and her thighs and stomach muscles began to ache under the strain, she decided she could not take much more. She quickened the pace on herself and on Bobby’s prick, taking it deeper and faster until he let out a huge sigh and deposited another warm and tasty stream into her mouth. She rolled it round her mouth and swallowed. It was touching how quickly his penis shrank between her lips and he became a little boy again. Now they were both exhausted.

“Let’s have a shower and clean up. Then bed …” Katie suggested. “I mean sleep this time. There is always tomorrow!”

To be continued………………

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