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Another short story about encounters with my ex. Damn I’m glad we were able to stay friends after the divorce. As usual this involves wife sharing and homosexual encounters. You have been warned.

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It was a beautiful fall weekend. Bill and April were hosting the family thanksgiving dinner this year. The house was full with my kids (with April), his kids from a previous marriage, and my wife’s kids. Delicious food aromas were in the air and cheerful music was playing. I was chatting with April when Bill stuck his head in the kitchen and asked if I would like to see his latest project. I nodded and picked up my beer.

April leaned toward me and whispered, “If he shows you what I think he will, I’ll give you a rain check for later.”

Well that sounded interesting. I followed Bill out to his shop where he was working on fixing up an old Valiant. I knew auto restoration was not foremost in his mind when he locked the door after us.

I reached down and rubbed his crotch, “you know the deal, are you okay if I sneak out with April later?”

He nodded, “Go ahead, I think she’s looking forward to it.”

I undid his belt and dropped to my knees. I opened his pants, pulling them down to his ankles, then did the same with his underpants. He was already semi-hard in anticipation. I grasped his balls gently and licked the head of his cock. It hardened some more, so I licked along the length of his shaft. As he reached full erection I took the head in my mouth, teasing him with my tongue. He leaned back against the workbench and moaned. I started sliding my mouth down his shaft, then after a few passes, I took a deep breath and pressed my face into his crotch, swallowing to suppress the gag reflex. When my nose was pressed into the pubic hair at the base of his shaft I held it there for a few seconds then slid off to catch my breath. Holding his buns in my hands I started sliding up and down his shaft more quickly. He started breathing more noticeably, and started thrusting his hips in time with my mouth.

I felt his cock swell, “here it comes!”

He thrust his hips forward and held his cock as deep as he could, his cock pulsed, shooting streams of semen down my throat. Bill shuddered as his final shot went in.

He sagged against the bench behind him has he moaned, “Wow, that felt so good!”

I gently licked the head of Bill’s cock, sucking on it a little to be sure I got every drop.

“Mmmm, you taste great,” I said.

“You’re welcome to as much as you can suck out of me.”

He pulled up his pants and straightened his clothes, and we headed back to the house.

Dinner was just being placed on the table so we joined in and I had a meal to go with my earlier appetizer. Afterward the kids all migrated to the family room where the avrupa yakası escort video games were, and ignored us as we loaded the dishwasher.

April grabbed a leash and turned to me, “I need to walk the dogs, want to join me?”

I grabbed a leash and headed for the back door, closely follows by two very excited dogs.

The sun had just set, leaving us in a lovely twilight. The air was pleasantly cool after a rather warm fall day. We walked up the road away from town until a path appeared in the trees. During the day this was a popular path for walks, and a shortcut to the river. This evening we were alone, chatting about life, work and their challenges.

“So, did Bill feed you the appetizer he was saving for you before dinner?”

“Yes, and I think he enjoyed delivering it as much as I enjoyed sucking it out of him.”

She chuckled, “He’s been looking forward to today for a while, he loves your blowjobs.”

“And what about you?”

“Well, I must admit I’ve been looking forward to feeling that tongue of yours between my legs again.”

When we were out of sight of the road I turned to her and kissed her, long and slow, our tongues dancing in each others mouths. She pressed up against me, I raised one hand to her breast and gently massaged it as she ground against my growing erection.

After a moment she pulled away from me, “Let’s go a little farther, there’s a nice spot just by the river.”

A few hundred yards farther she turned a pushed through some light underbrush, there was no sign of a trail. We came to a grassy clearing in the trees that opened onto the river, just enough to let the growing moonlight shine through. We fastened the dog’s leashes to a tree at the edge of the clearing and gave them a few treats, then moved away from them and resumed our necking. I reached down and grasped the edge of her sweater, pulling it upward and removing it, then undid her bra, freeing her beautiful breasts. I dropped down and took one nipple in my mouth, sucking on it, occasionally nipping it gently with my teeth. She moaned and started pulling at my shirt, so I paused and pulled it off. She ran her hands over my chest, trailing a line of kisses from the base of my neck to my belt buckle. She undid my pants and pulled them down, I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my clothes, standing naked in the moonlight. I reached for her pants and soon she was naked too.

We laid down on the grass, exploring each other’s bodies with hands and mouths. I slid down, spreading her legs and gently licked along her slit, gradually going deeper, until I was penetrating her vagina with my tongue and occasionally flicking over her clit.

April started to get wetter, moaning softly as I coaxed her closer and closer to her climax. istanbul escort Then, arching her back she shuddered, clamping her legs against the sides of my head, pushing her pussy against my mouth. Finally she slumped back on the grass as her first orgasm passed.

We snuggled quietly for a while, gently fondling each other. I climbed on top and gently pressed my cock against her opening, sliding in easily. I took my time with long slow strokes, I wanted to last a while. She started thrusting her hips in time with my strokes, breathing faster as the pace increased. She started moaning in short bursts, then wrapped her legs around my waist as I thrust forcefully into her. It was difficult to keep from blowing my load too soon, I wanted her to come again.

Finally with a howl that was probably heard back at the house she shuddered, I felt her vagina spasm repeatedly. The load that I’d been holding in all day pulsed into her shot out, filling her, then overflowing down her thighs and into her pubic hair.

She let her legs down, and I held her tightly as I rolled onto my back so I could relax without crushing her. Her head lay on my chest as we caught our breath. Then she lifted herself away from me, and slid upward until she planted her slimy crotch right in my face. I licked until the outside was clean then sucked at her vagina as she squeezed out a healthy serving mixture of love juices. Finally I sat up next to her.

“We should head back before they start looking for us, but I didn’t think ahead. I’m sure they know what we are doing, but it would be rude to walk in reeking of sex.”

“No problem, Bill has a shower in the shop. As long as we don’t get our hair wet we can freshen up before we go in and not be too obvious.”

We untied the dogs and walked quickly back to the house. As we entered the shop I heard water running. April gave me a confused look.

“I wasn’t expecting this, but we can hardly complain can we?”

We peeked around the corner at the large glass shower enclosure. Sandy was facing away from us leaning against the wall, Bill behind her thrusting vigorously.

April looked at me as said quietly, “I guess we have to wait our turn,”

We both started laughing, struggling to be quiet. Then I had an idea.

“Quick, take your clothes off,” I said as I started removing my own.

Then I grabbed a large easy chair and placed it facing the shower about 10 feet away, then sat with April naked in my lap. With the fog on the glass I figured they wouldn’t see us right away.

We sat and watched as Bill turned Sandy around and started necking with her, massaging her lovely ‘C’ cup breasts. Then he picked her up, she wrapped her legs around him and slid down while he guided his erect prick into her. They must have been close already anadolu yakası escort because before long they were both moaning and soon with a grunt Bill obviously blew his load as Sandy shuddered to a climax.

After several minutes of gently necking and nuzzling each other, they started washing up. It must have been 30 minutes since we had come in when they turned the water off.

The shower door opened and they started to step out, just as Bill looked up we started clapping and cheering, with the odd whistle thrown in. At first they both looked shocked, then the fact that we were naked and April was in my lap sank in and they started laughing.

“Just waiting for our turn, there were no showers down by the river.”

Bill stepped to the side and gestured toward the shower, “Go ahead, can we watch?”

“Of course. I guess we started it didn’t we?”

Unlike Bill and Sandy who are about the same height, I am almost a foot taller than April, so standing shower sex would have been difficult and I am tall and slim whereas Bill is short and muscular so picking her up like he did with Sandy wouldn’t work either. I looked around a grabbed a plastic chair, placing against the back wall of the shower facing the door.

April and I stepped into the shower and started by soaping each other, but soon started making out again. Once she had me hard again I sat down and April sat in my lap so we were both facing the door.

She lowered herself onto my shaft with a moan of pleasure and started bouncing up and down, looking directly at Bill. Unable to thrust effectively I rocked my hips, and it seemed to rub her the right way as she started panting and as I blew my second load of the night she shuddered to her third climax.

We quickly washed off and stepped out of the shower to a round of applause from our naked audience. I took her hand and we bowed together like performers after a show.

Sandy came up and hugged me, “I guess you enjoyed taking the dog for a walk.”

“Yes. and you seem to have managed to entertain yourselves while we were out.”

I didn’t say anything in front of Bill, but I was a bit surprised, I didn’t think he was her type. That was something to explore later.

“What about the kids?”

“Are you kidding? They have snacks and video games, they know the next step is to go home so they are trying not to draw attention to themselves. We hadn’t been out here long when you came in.”

We took the time to dry everybody’s hair and make sure nothing was out of place before heading back to the house. I have no desire to start answering questions about what was going on!

Bill and April sent their kids up to get ready for bed and we got ours buckled into the car, then stepped back in to say good night. I gave April a long passionate kiss as Sandy did the same with Bill, but soon we heard footsteps on the stairs so we broke away and said good night.

The kids soon dropped off to sleep.

As we drove away Sandy said, “That was fun. Maybe we should have them up to the lake next summer.”

“Great idea.”

I smiled and licked my lips, thinking about more sex with Bill and April.

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*No minors were exposed to any adult content or language. I would encourage you to read the previous chapters in order. The first two chapters provide the backstory and finally at the end of chapter 2 things finally start to get steamy. In Chapter 3 the characters turn things up.

Chapter 4

It was hard to fall asleep that night even though I was exhausted both physically and sexually. My mind kept replaying all the events that lead up to the days events. Having seen her every morning not really knowing who she was other than a mom until meeting at Target. It started our gym sessions, coffee talks, lunch meetings, teasing and friendship. Then the changing room fun a week before, her outfit and things she did that morning, what she was wearing and did when I got to her house with her curbside pick up order, what she did when I got in her house, and what we did while I was there. How she touched on some of my fantasies and the amount of incredible sex that we had today. How I have her soaking wet panties as a souvenir.

I finally fell asleep. I woke up to my alarm and was excited for the day. My mind was filled with questions.

My thoughts were, “What would Mandy wear? What would Mandy say? How can we hide the fact that we had sex for hours yesterday around other parents?”

I pulled myself together and focused on the things that I needed to do before I needed to leave. I then left for work.

I did my normal routine, pretripped, and headed out on the route.

As I got to the bus stop for the Marcel’s it was a normal Thursday everyone was there. Some parents were still in pajamas and others were dressed for work. Today being Thursday meant Amanda was dressed for work too. She had her hair partly up and was wearing a dressier style purple blouse with gray dress slacks that were somewhat tight around her ass but loose down her legs. They came to the top of her ankle and she had on a chunky high heeled black loafer with purple dress socks that matched her shirt. I guess you could say it looked like her usual office attire. I never paid much attention to what she wore daily. I just noticed she dressed nice and most days was wearing what could be called business casual attire.

As I opened the door she gave me a sock puppet wave. That was different. Everyone got on and sat down. The usual good morning transpired between kids, parents, and myself.

I said, “Have a Good One!”

I closed the door.

Amanda gave me the same wave and turned herself sideways to not face the bus. Seemed like she was saying something to one of the other parents. When she did she slipped her right foot out of her loafer, wiggled her ankle and toes and twirled a section of her hair that was not up, and then put her shoe back on and turned to wave goodbye again.

On layover I turned on my phone see

seven separate text messages from Amanda.

“Let’s play “Game”

“Do my socks match…”

“A.) Just my shirt?”

“B.) My shirt, bra and Panties?”

“C.) My shirt and panties?”

“D.) My shirt and bra?”

“E.) I’m not wearing panties?”

“Let’s go with option C,” I texted back.

I was expecting an answer right away but I didn’t get a reply. She had sent the message early, so she must be busy. I went about the remainder of the route and my errands throughout the day. I kept checking my phone but I didn’t get an answer back to tell if I was correct. I didn’t get any messages about “The Game” at all.

She asked about how my day was going and I asked about her day. We texted about gym plans for tomorrow. I didn’t dare ask about the “game”. Thinking maybe that’s part of it.

I got back to work, did a check on the bus, and drove to the school for the pick up. It was the usual hello to all the children. Once the buses were given the all clear that we had everyone we followed each other out of the loading area and to the main road. It is at the main road that the caravan of yellow buses starts to break up. Some go left and others right and then slowly each peels off to a neighborhood. I arrived in the neighborhood of the Marcel Family. I started dropping off my riders. Unsure of what to expect.

There were several riders that were on that would get off at the same stop as the Marcel children today. All the parents were patiently waiting including Amanda. She was holding a small gift bag. I stopped at a bakery today on the way home. I figured you may like some cookies.

It was odd and random I thought but then again a nice gesture. It made me smile. Sometimes it’s the small unanticipated gifts that are nice to receive.

“Thank you, how thoughtful,” I said.

I also didn’t want to allude to the fact that Amanda and I had a relationship on a different level than just being a friendly bus driver.

I put the gift bag down, waved goodbye and proceeded with my usual steps as I prepared to drive away. I completed the route and returned. I post tripped, grabbed my paperwork and the gift bag, and went in to turn in my key and paperwork. As I was walking beykoz escort I peeked inside the gift bag. There was a piece of nice stationary. I got a strong smell from the cookies. As I pulled out the note to read it I noticed the cookie smell became stronger, the note smelled like cookies too.

The note said, “Dear John: Please be sure to read this entire note first. I can’t put into words the emotions I have and how wonderful yesterday’s experience was. I wanted to give you a thank you. I’m sure you want to know the answer and eat the cookies too but, I want you to wait! ONCE AGAIN PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH ANYTHING ELSE IN THE BAG YET!

When you are in your car and ready, send me a text message that says READY.”

I got in my car and before I started to drive I did as asked. I texted Amanda “READY.”

I got a text back seconds later. She must have been waiting and had her phone close by.

Amanda’s text said, “The following is important. DO NOT TAKE ANYTHING ELSE OUT of the bag until you have played the video I’m sending right after this. Actually, I’m going to send several videos, but only one at a time once you have read, watched, or viewed what I sent and you reply back will I send the next part. Although, I’m sending you these after I handed you the gift bag. They were all taken or recorded earlier today before I gave you the gift bag. Even more than that I’m sending them in reverse order of how they were taken or filmed. MAKE SURE YOU ARE ALONE AND THE SOUND IS UP!”

“Okay, done and ready!” I texted back.

Seconds later I received a message with the attached video. I was so nervous I was sweating.

“What was going on?” I asked myself as the video loaded.

Once loaded I pressed play on the video and Amanda appeared.

“Hi John,” she said while waving. “I hope you’re alone. I’m sure the suspense of knowing if you guessed right is killing you. Part of me is amazed that you didn’t ask and on the flip side knowing your self control it doesn’t surprise me that you didn’t! I will let you know if you were right or wrong in a few minutes. I gave you the cookies because I got to thinking about something.

L”On the mornings where we want to play (she gestured quotation marks with her fingers when she said play) I thought it would be fun to pass along some cookies in the morning. We can have fun during the day and when you drop off the neighborhood kids, mine included, and all the parents are around when you or I say, Thanks for the cookies! It can be our secret as to what it means. That’s it, cookies! Cookies can be our secret code word and no one will know exactly what it means but the two of us. We both can get a laugh.”

She paused for a moment.

Continuing she asked, “Do you like the smell of my new body spray? It smells like cookies doesn’t it?

It’s on the note too. I’m sure you noticed but, I figured I’d tell you anyway why the note smelled like fresh baked cookies. Can you imagine us walking around, having coffee or eating lunch with me smelling like cookies?

“Go ahead and take out the cookies in the bag, leave the other stuff in the bag, and smell the cookies first. Don’t eat it right away. While you inhale imagine me smelling and tasting like a cookie too. I’m wearing the Sugar Cookie body spray right now! Don’t you wish we had smell-o-vision?”

She stopped speaking for a few seconds. I’m assuming it was to allow time for me to smell the cookie. I took a sniff. I then closed my eyes and inhaled deeper. It did smell wonderful. I got an amazing image in my head of the two of us embracing and me smelling the body spray. I got chills. My moment was interrupted when I heard Amanda start to speak.

Continuing she said, “Okay, now you may eat the cookie. Does it taste as good as me? I want you to pretend that I’m the cookie! So to show me how much you’re enjoying your snack before you eat it all up, take a selfie of you enjoying it and please send it to me. When you do, I’ll send you another video.”

The video ended and I followed instructions. I closed my eyes, sniffed the cookie again. I imagined seeing Amanda naked and smelling like a cookie once again. I took a bite of the cookie and it was an overwhelming feeling. The softness reminded me of her soft skin and lips. Taking small nibbles I imagined it was quick kisses on her neck and chest. I took a few photos and sent them to her. I then went back to enjoying my delicious cookies. I was lost in my imagination and was disrupted by the audio alert that I had a text.

Amanda continued right where she left off.

Facing the camera she said, “Do I, sorry I mean the cookies taste as good as they smell? Did you picture me when you tasted them like I asked?

“I hope all the action of this afternoon made you distracted enough to not notice that I purposely didn’t show you my ankles or let you see my feet. I didn’t want you to notice that part of my outfit was different from this morning. Just a reminder that you’re seeing these kurtköy escort in the opposite order I filmed them. When you’re ready, text me our new code word and I’ll send part three next.”

I was so confused. “Why did she keep mentioning that she wrote the note last and was sending me the videos in reverse order,” I thought.

Ready for the part as instructed I texted her, “cookies.”

I was quickly alerted Amanda had sent the next message. The text which read, “Part Three is the series of pictures attached to this message. When you get them, open the file and see if you can find something different from what you saw this morning.”

I opened the photos. The first photo was a selfie of her from the waist up. Her purple top was the same as this morning but she had let her hair down. The second photo was of her legs still in the gray slacks. Nothing looked different. The third photo was of her feet in her Heeled Penny Loafer shoes. This photo caught my attention too. She no longer had purple socks on.

So, I replied back via text, “Photo one hair is now down. Photo two I can’t see a change. Photo three your socks are off.”

I followed up with another text that said, “Wait a minute! NO WAY! Does that mean something else I can’t see may be different too?”

She replied back, “As far as the pictures go, you are correct! Your follow up question, you’re getting too far ahead!”

She sent another text, “Let me show you the events that lead up to me letting my hair down and for the moment I know you have been waiting for!”

She sent me another video. I opened it, let it load, and pressed play.

“Hey John, As you can see I’m in the ladies bathroom. Good thing we have a single person bathroom and I can lock the door. So, I’m filming this first. Right now it is 10:15 in the morning. I was in a meeting when you sent back your answer. I saw the incoming text on my Apple Watch. I wanted to reply, but I couldn’t. Since I couldn’t send you back an answer it got me thinking and gave me an idea. I lost focus in the meeting for a few minutes during the meeting coming up with the plan. I decided to tease you by keeping you waiting longer. Originally, I knew I wanted to make you wait. Just not all day. When the thought did cross my mind I started to get a bit wet. So, at that moment I changed my plan and opted to make you wait all day since it sounded so exciting! I got lost in the moment again! I know it’s so wrong but I knew it would be so much fun! So, let’s see if you were correct.”

“What color is my bra?” she asked while lifting up her purple top.

Amanda’s blouse lifted over her breast. She made her breast bounce with her hands. I could see a light pink bra.

“Oh look, it’s pink!” she said.

She let down her shirt and started to undo the clasp of her pants while she turned around so her ass faced the camera.

She continued, “Let’s see what we have here.”

She hooked her thumbs into her waist band and pushed her pants down with her thumbs while she wiggled her tight ass turning around in a circle.

“Would you look at that, it’s a purple thong! Silly me, I forgot to match!” she said.

She continued pushing down her pants while she turned 540° to give me a full view. When she stopped she was facing the camera. Her feet and shoes were just out of view. As I watched her move and admired her she seemed to get a bit shorter.

“Did she just take off her shoes?”

I asked myself.

“How was that view?” she asked.

“It’s about to get even better!” she said while turning 180° so her thong covered ass faced the camera.

“Do you like this view better?” she asked.

“Well I have good news for you! Just when you thought it couldn’t get any better!” she said while she let her pants drop down to her ankles.

Then used her foot to pick up her pants enough where she could grab them with her hand and then hung them up just out of view. The next step confirmed she had taken off her shoes. She then brought a foot up, took off one of her purple socks and set it aside. She did the same with her other foot.

“My feet were hot with my socks on so I wanted to takw them off.” she said.

She was now wearing just her shirt, pink bra (which was covered by purple her shirt), and the purple thong. I was in disbelief. As I sat in awe as she turned around again to face the camera.

Continuing, she said, “Oh NO!” while she made a sad face and put her hands on her cheeks and opened her mouth wide.

Moving her hand to her hips she said, “Now that I took off my socks it means my socks do not match my panties! I know how how much it turns you on lady, matches her socks and panties”

“She isn’t wrong.,” I thought to myself.

“Let’s see how we can fix that?”, she asked while she tapped her pointer finger on the side of her head to indicate she was thinking. At the same time she took a few steps back so she was once again in full view.

“I got it, it means the rest of the day şerifali escort I’ll have to go Commando!” she whispered.

Hooking her thumbs in the waistband of her thong she slowly took her panties off. She started by facing the camera and then slowly did a 180° turn to end with her ass once again facing the camera. She timed her stop to be the very moment her ass cheeks and pussy let go of the fabric of her thong. She then let her panties drop to the floor. Using her foot and leg she brought them up to her hand like she did her pants.

She turned around to face the camera as she unraveled her panties and brought them close to the camera to show me how wet and creamy they were. I could see a visible white spot. It seemed as though her actions forced her to cum. She held her panties with one hand and using her free hand sprayed them with the body spray before putting them into a zip top bag. She then closed the bag, kissed it, and blew an air kiss.

“Now, look inside and see what’s in the bottom of the bag!” she exclaimed.

I looked into the bag to find the very same zip top bag with the same panties had just taken off in the video.

She paused for a few minute

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She then said, “Look at that John you have a third pair of my panties. I wasn’t going to give them to you but again the excitement is overwhelming! Well, perhaps I should get back to work. Don’t expect this everyday though! Well at least getting my panties she mumbled. Who knows, maybe I will start sending you daily videos or photos of what’s underneath Mandy’s clothes today.”

She reached for her pants and with her ass facing the camera bent over and put one leg in each and started to pull them on slowly. She was about to pull her pants over her ass when she paused, faced the camera, and got her face close. She seductively covered her mouth with her pointer finger.

“Oh, wait I forgot!” she said.

Amanda then began to reach for something just out of camera view and I could hear fiddling. She then moved back away and turned back around so her rear faced the camera. It appeared as if she started to lick something.

“What is she doing?” I thought.

My thoughts then moved to, “Oh no she isn’t about to, is she?”

I didn’t need to wait long to find out and was once again baffled as I watched Amanda reach behind with her left hand and spread her butt cheeks apart and then reach around with her right hand to reveal she had a butt plug with a light pink heart on top of it. She then began to work it into her butt.

“In my meeting when my feet got hot I wanted to lose socks so I decided when the meeting was over I’ll take them off,” she said. “That also got me thinking if I take off my socks my socks won’t match my panties. I couldn’t bring myself to go the rest of the day without having my socks match my panties. I then noticed you could see my panty line a bit. I wasn’t a fan of my panty line today either. What we did yesterday, left me a bit stressed out and still really horny. So, I decided to solve two problems at once. It was easy to fix the problem of my socks no longer matching my panties and having a visible panty line by taking my panties off. I figured you’d like that part! Like the saying goes, “No panties, No panty lines!”, right?

“As you can see, I brought a butt plug to work today too. When I have a plug in it’s a stress relief. It’s why I had one yesterday. I was so stressed with the plan I had in mind. It helped me relax while I followed through with it. I put it in as I left. Oh in case you were wondering, I pretended I went to the office yesterday. I used the Target order to lure you inside my house.”

“I was right, she did set me up yesterday!” I thought.

“Today, I didn’t have a plan

for the butt plug when I grabbed it,” she said. “It just seemed like it may be needed today. Knowing I had it got me excited again during my meeting. Then I began to feel stressed about our actions yesterday and my meetings today. It was then that I knew just how and when it would be needed. The idea of not having panties on for most of the day was stressful enough, let alone the fact that I was about to take them off while at work. I’ve never gone commando at work before! So, the best way to break stress tension is just like this!”

She made one final push and fully inserted the butt.

Once she had the plug nestled where she liked it she said, “Mmmmm, that’s it, goodbye stress! Oh yes, that feels so much better. It’s been a long time since I had a butt plug in for any long period of time. Until today, I’ve never worn one while I was at work either!”

“What have you done to me John?”, she asked rhetorically.

While pulling her pants over her ass the rest of the way she said, “Now you see it and now you don’t! It will be our secret! Shhhhh!”

She then turned around and faced the camera to allow the view of her zipping and buttoning her pants.

“Well it’s 10:30 now. I have another meeting at 10:40. It should be a lot less stressful and a bit more exciting don’t you think! Happy Thongless Thursday!” she said.

She then blew a kiss to the camera and leaned in to stop the video.

I then thought, “If she took the video this morning, Mandy spent the rest of the day commando with a butt plug in her ass. This woman is amazing! I wonder if she was the same at the bus stop!”

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Tony was waiting for the lift to arrive of his residential building. He was in dire need of some sleep as he was returning from a night shift. He cursed at the Lift for keeping him waiting for long. He remembered that a circular was posted on the society WhatsApp group, It said that the lift requires maintenance so people using it need to be cautious. As it was the only lift in the standalone property, He either had the option to wait for the lift to arrive or he could’ve taken the stares. He decided to wait for the lift as he had no strength left to take the stair. While he was blaming himself for renting a flat in such a problematic property, he heard the lift arrive.

He entered the lift and pressed the button of his floor. When the door of the lift started to shut, he heard a loud scream requesting him to hold the lift. He extended his hand to disturb the sensor so that the lift door would slide back open. He looked straight towards the lobby. He saw a female running towards the lift with her sipper in one hand and mobile + keys in the other. She rushed into the lift and thanked Tony with a broad smile.

The lift door shuts, and it starts moving upwards. The lift crosses the first floor. Tony looks at her through the reflection of the mirror starting from her running shoes, he met her eyes as his gaze reached towards her face. She too was looking at him through the mirror.  They gave each other a smile and Tony extended his hands awkwardly towards her and introduced himself. She exchanged her greeting and said that her name was Tina.

The lift moved up a few more floors and they suddenly felt a jerk and the lights flickered. The emergency light of the lift went on and they started listening to a pre-recorded audio clip. The audio clip mentioned that the occupants need not panic, as the lift is facing a technical issue. The message stopped after it was repeated thrice.

Tony tried to have a look at the lifts control panel. He heard a loud bang, Then another one and then another. Tina who went to bang the door frame for the fourth time was stopped by Tony as he held her wrist and requested her not to panic.

Tony: “Tina hey I understand it is a very unfortunate situation to be in here, but we need to control ourselves”.

Tina sighs and requests Tony to leave her wrist which he had kept held into his hand.

Tina: tuzla escort “Tony I am not sure when you moved into this property. But in case you were not aware. The 7th and the 8th floor are not occupied and the chances of anyone calling for a lift at 5 in the morning to be used is very rare”.

Tony was not aware of this fact and heard Tina complain to herself that she shouldn’t have returned to the to take her air pods she had forgotten and should’ve just gone for the run.

They both tried to keep sane as much as they could and asked each other a few questions trying to pass the time sitting on the floor. Tina looked at the watch after some time and saw that it was 5:30. Only half an hour had passed since they were stuck, and she was now feeling restless.

She looked towards Tony and noticed that he had fallen asleep. She looked at him closely and found Tony to be a handsome man in his late twenties. Tina was in her mid-Thirties.

She saw Tony’s neck tilting towards his right shoulder in a very uncomfortable position. She thought to herself that Tony was not aware of how uncomfortably he was sleeping. She moves and sits leaning her back on the wall to Tony’s right and lets his head rest on her shoulder.

After a while Tony who was not aware of where he was asleep suddenly felt a little comfortable when his head got some support and turned his body in half rotation on his right. He placed his face palm down on Tina’s left shoulder and threw his right arm across her body. Tina who wasn’t expecting this was now locked in a guy’s embrace she had just met.

Tina was an introvert, had not been in a relationship for a few years now and fulfilled her desires by playing with herself. The closeness made her numb in his arms. She froze herself in that position as she didn’t want them two to be found in such a position by Tony if he wakes up.

She looked at the ceiling and gave out a light sigh. She was now feeling Tony’s breath over the left side of her neck and the palm of his right hand was resting on her right tit. She felt her pussy tickle as she hadn’t been in a man’s arms for a few years now.

Her crotch was now damp because of how hot the whole moment was, and she was also imaging Tony and her getting intimate stuck in the same lift in her imagination.

She bit göztepe escort her lip and took a deep breath when she felt Tony pull her towards her and they start smooching in her imagination. He pushed her against the wall and started kissing her neck and his hands reached to get her undressed.

**Tina who was now lost in her lustful imagination was now breathing heavily as she was imagining how Tony was getting her naked. She felt her crotch going damp and that her pussy was in need of her fingers. She carefully slid her right hand into her bottoms and her fingers found her pussy**

Back into her imagination Tina’s ass was now getting licked by Tony and she was pushing her bum deeper towards his face. She uses her one spare hand to grope her nipple and the other to exploit her pussy. She loved smelling her wetness and loved how it tasted.

** Back into the lift it was too much for Tina to control her lust and she broke herself out of her own imagination wanting to get fucked.

She pushed Tony away from her which caused his arms to move, and that woke him up. Tony who was trying to figure out what was happening looked up and found Tina standing in front of him with her right hand moving vigorously in her pants.

Tina walked closer and mounted on Tonys lap and started kissing him taking his face into her hands. Tony who had just woken up from sleep was now having his tongue into Tinas mouth.

She pulls her t shirt off along with her sports bra and offers her right tit to Tony. Tony takes her nipple into his mouth and presses the other boob. They start dry humping each other and Tina slid her hand in front of Tony’s pants to feel his length.

She pushed his head away breaking the kiss and crawls down to undo his pants. Tony takes his shirt off while he watches Tina undo his bottom. Once she was able to get the jeans and underwear off his body, she licked the length of his erect cock right from the bottom until the tip before taking his head into her mouth. She bobbed over his cock and played with his balls.

Tony pushes her mouth away and pulls her up for a kiss. She hugs him into her arms and finds Tony hand over her waist band trying to get her completely naked. She helped him slide her bottoms and underwear off her and then sat across him spreading her legs bostancı escort for him to service her. Tony spanked the upper side of her thick thighs and licked the inner part of both her thighs. She bite her bottom lip and closed her eyes. She arched her spine forward out of lust when she felt Tony’s face buried into her crotch. This was the first time she was being licked down there in real life. It had only happened in her imaginations, and she loved what was happening. She just let Tony do what he was doing and was enjoying the experience.

While her eyes were still shut Tony pulls her by her arms and makes her stand. He asks her to bend a little facing the mirror and say’s that he will treat her well. She watches Tony walk towards her behind and feel his hands over her ass cheeks. His palms feel the swell of her ass cheeks and he runs his fingers along her ass crack. He compliments her thick ass and without any prior notice pushes his finger half an inch into her ass hole. This sudden invasion made her jump in pain. Her virgin ass was never touched like this before. She had some experience with sex before, but her ass never used. She hugs Tony in pain, and he calms her down in his embrace and speaks.

Tony: “We can skip the ass part if you want”

Tina: “I would like to have you in my ass, I am not sure if I will ever get to be in such a situation again”

Saying this she bends again and takes her position. Tony goes behind her, spits over her ass hole, and lubricates her ass hole with his finger. He positions himself behind her and slides his cock inch by inch into her pussy and pushes his left thumb into her ass.

Tina was now getting used in both her holes. She was smiling looking at herself covered in sweat being used by Tony. Tony pops his thumb out of her ass, and he holds her by her hips for faster thrusts. Tina had never been fucked like this before, Her pussy had never been so stretched by a dick.

Tony starts spanking her ass as he was nearing his orgasm. He Pinned tina against the wall squeezing her between the wall and his body. He pushed his dick deeper and bit her ear.

He shot his cum deep into her and Tina felt the warmth of his cum hitting the sides of her pussy walls. They stayed in that position for a while. They both tried to catch their breath and they smiled at each other thinking what had just happened.

It was 7 in the morning now and they decided to get dressed and act normal. Around 7:30 the service man was called by one of the flat owners and they were rescued out by 8.

The society members offered them refreshment as they looked so exhausted. Nobody knew the actual reason behind the tired bodies.

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Part 2

As I was now in my second year at the centre, I was looking forward to some new responsibilities.

Most instructors after a year, get to do things other than taking clients out for outdoor activities every day, and instead, occasionally, get to help train the next new instructors, or occasionally work in the office, and sometimes, even run the guest bar.

However, the best job I think you can get asked to do every now and then, is of course everyone’s favourite, getting to drive the company’s vehicles off site.

Now, this last one came around faster than I expected, when Tony, the centre manager, came up to me on just the second day of the new season, and asked if I would drive the Land Rover down to the local train station, and pick up Elsie.

I eagerly agreed, as I had been looking forward to drive since I started to working for the company, and after he handed me the keys, I quickly climbed into the old green metal off road vehicle, and started it up.

Then I was off, down the long old drive, out the gate, and onto the open road.

I was heading towards town, where the local train station was, and just a couple of miles later, I was soon there.

Eagerly, I drove into the small town, then took the fourth right towards the station, and within a minute, I was pulling up outside of it.

Elsie was already stood there waiting for me.

Now, Elsie was an instructor like myself, she had started at the company last year like I had, so we knew each other pretty well, plus, we had slept together a couple of times too.

This might actually be surprising to those who knew her, because Elsie was generally a quiet, polite young woman, who had come to the centre to try and get over her shyness, so you really wouldn’t put her down as someone who slept around.

But, not only had I fucked her, but so had my former girlfriend Heidi, my former roommate Benny, and his girlfriend Chloe, so it was fairly safe to say, she was definitely over her shyness.

Anyway, the short, petite young woman, with her boyish short black hair, stood in a knee length blue dress, red Doc Martin boots, and a warm padded jacket, and as she saw me pull up, she quickly moved to the car.

She then opened the back door, and put her suitcase inside, before she closed it again, and then moved around the vehicle, to get into the passenger seat, next to me.

“Hey Elsie!” I said cheerily, as she climbed in.

“Hey Steve!” she replied cheerily back.

I then started the car again, and quickly we left the train station, and made our way back through the town.

As I drove, we quickly got chatting, and after swapping funny tales about Christmas with our families, and why Heidi wasn’t coming back to the centre, she curiously asked about what the new instructors looked like?

“Why? Are you looking to maybe bag yourself a boyfriend?” I asked cheekily.

“Maybe.” She replied, before chuckling.

“Well, there is a couple of single guys that might be suitable, but, I’ll have to leave that for you to decide!” I replied, before we laughed again.

“But, in the meantime, if you’re just looking for a little fun… I’d never turn you down!” I then said, quickly putting that out there.

Elsie smiled, and blushed a little, before replying “Well, maybe.”

I glanced her way, slightly surprised she had said that, before I then asked “Maybe, huh?! So, if I was to pull over right now, you might be up for a little… clothes off action?”

She smiled again, looking even redder in the face, before replying coyly “Maybe.”

Well, I couldn’t believe she had just said that, but, I wasn’t going to let a possible offer of sex slip me by.

So, as we left the town, I eagerly looked for a good place to pull over, and a few seconds later, spotted a nice quiet layby, I could pull up into.

I quickly turned the Land Rover into it, and then stopped and parked, before turning in my seat, and looking at my hot, petite little passenger.

I then smiled, and Elsie, nervously, smiled back at me, before I leant towards her.

Our lips then touched, before quickly locking together, and eagerly, we began to kiss each other.

Our wet mouths clamped each other’s in place, and our soft wet tongues smacked together, as we continued to kiss.

Then slowly, I lowered her backwards, until her back was resting against the passenger door, and I was leaning over her.

I then pulled my lips from hers, and then sat up again, before I placed my hands on her little bare knees.

Elsie glanced down at my hands, but didn’t say anything, so, gently, I slid them up her slim little thighs, and as I did that, her little blue dress came up with them.

Further and further I pushed my hands up her short little legs, until her dress was up around her waist, and I could see her little blue panties, covering her most intimate area.

I then glanced up at her again with a smile, and she nervously again smiled back at me, before I lowered my head, and pressed my warm moist mouth, against maltepe escort her underwear.

Instantly, Elsie moaned softly, as she felt my warm breath on her covered mound, and then, as I began to lick and suck her underwear, she moaned some more.

For a good minute, I leant between her little open legs, nuzzling and rubbing her soft warm mound through her underwear, making her moan and squirm in her seat, until finally, I needed to taste the real thing.

So, I then placed my hands on her hips, took hold of her little panties, and then pulled them down.

They quickly slipped off her little round arse, came down her slim legs, and when they reached her big red boots, I simply tugged them off until they were free of her feet.

I then dropped them in the footwell of the vehicle, before looking back at Elsie, and now I could see her beautiful bald little pale pussy, with just a small triangle of black hair above it, and it looked very nice.

I then, lowered my mouth again, and when I was close enough, I clamped it onto her bald smooth pussy.

As soon as I my wet warm mouth was on her little mound, Elsie moaned in pleasure, clearly enjoying the feeling of it on her, before I then began licking her pussy.

My tongue pushed out, and began lapping up and down across her pink little pussy lips, and as it did that, the little brunette groaned again in pleasure.

I then continued to lick her, eagerly making her wet, and happily tasting her juices.

Then, after a bit, I began pushing my tongue into her little warm moist hole, and as it slipped inside of her, Elsie moaned even louder in pleasure.

“Oh yes!” she moaned excitedly, as she felt my big wet tongue pushing into her little pussy.

For several minutes, I happily leant between her open legs, probing and licking her little moist cunt, and making her moan in delight.

Then, when I thought she was wet enough, and my cock was now throbbing hard to be set free, I lifted my mouth from her soft wet mound, and eagerly began undoing my cargo trousers.

In seconds I had the button undone, and then the zip, before I pushed them down my legs.

I then kicked off my trainers, pushed off my trousers completely, and now I was half naked, like Elsie was, and ready to fuck.

As I turned towards her again, Elsie saw my big hard erection sticking up, and smiled excitedly because she knew it was all just for her, before I then knelt up on my seat, and crawled towards her.

Eagerly, I crawled forwards over her slim little body, and then, placing my hard cock up against her moist pussy, I started to push into her.

Elsie moaned softly, as she felt my big round cockhead pressing against her bare little pussy lips, and then I slid between them, and into her hole.

She then groaned louder, as my rigid member filled her tight young pussy, and once I was most of the way inside of her, I placed my hands on the passenger door above her head, and then started to rock back and forth inside of her.

“Oh! Oh!” she moaned in pleasure, as she felt my big length moving in and out of her.

Elsie sunk back a little more, until she was almost lying across the front seats, and as I kept pumping in and out of her, her little legs lifted either side of me, and her hands held onto my shoulders.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” she moaned again in pleasure.

I was now leaning right over her, while still pumping her little wet cunt with my big firm member, and that petite young woman, lay beneath me, holding onto me, and rocking her little crotch against my every thrust.

For several minutes, in that public layby, I happily pumped Elsie’s little pussy, as she moaned excitedly, clearly enjoying it.

Then, after a while of just steadily fucking her, I started to thrust faster and harder into her, and that little petite brunette moaned louder, as I did.

“Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!” she exclaimed, as I pumped her with more speed.

My hard young cock, was swiftly moving back and forth between her young little pussy lips, and as I plunged in and out of her more, she continued to groan.

“Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!” she cried louder.

Her little legs then lifted upwards, and her red boots were almost pressed against the ceiling, as I continued pumping into her, and for another couple of minutes, I happily fucked her like that.

Then finally, because I didn’t want to get too carried away, too soon, I slowed down again, and then stopped for a moment, to calm myself down.

As I did, Elsie sighed happily, relaxed a little, and lowered her legs back down onto the seat either side of me.

After a moment, to catch my breath, I knelt up, easing my big cock out of her lovely wet hole, before suggesting she turn over onto her hands and knees.

Elsie then sat up, and eagerly rolled over, before I then took hold of the zip on the back of her dress, and pulled it down.

Her dress quickly undid, before I placed my hands on her little bare shoulders, and pushed pendik escort it off of her.

That nice little blue dress then dropped down her body, before I took hold of it, and pulled it down her legs, and then off of her completely.

Elsie was now completely naked, except for her little red boots, and once I had dropped her dress in the footwell, with my trousers, I keenly knelt up behind her, and then placed my hard cock, up against her pussy again.

Then I started to ease it into her, and after a moment, it slid between her little moist lips, and into her lovely warm wet cunt again.

Instantly, that petite young woman moaned in pleasure, as her pussy was filled with cock again, before I then placed my hands on her little bare hips, and started to rock back and forth inside of her again.

Elsie groaned happily, as she felt me moving inside of her again, and happily I continued to pump her little pussy.

“Oh yes!” she said happily, as I slid in and out of her.

On her hands and knees, in that old green Land Rover, Elsie took my big hard cock again and again, as I fucked her steadily from behind, and as we kept fucking, the windows started to steam up.

For a good few minutes, I knelt up behind that petite little woman, just happily sliding my big dick in and out of her, until I started to pump faster and harder, and then Elsie began moaning louder.

“Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!” she groaned loudly in pleasure again.

Eagerly, I continued fucking that short young woman, and for several more minutes I pumped her rapidly, as she moaned in delight because of it.

Then, I started to feel my excitement begin to grow again, and still not wanting to spoil things just yet, I finally had to slow down again, until I finally stopped altogether.

Elsie then sighed happily again, as my big cock stopped moving inside of her, and then for a moment we stayed just like that, catching our breath again.

After I had regained a little composure, I then moved my hands around Elsie’s little naked body, before I picked her up, and then turned us both around.

Quickly, I sat back in the driver’s seat, with my feet down in the footwell of the vehicle, while Elsie, still impaled on my firm length, now sat on top of me, facing towards the front windscreen.

Then I slid my hands down under her legs, before I started to lift and drop her onto my dick, and instantly again, she moaned out loud, as her little pussy was repeatedly impaled on my thick member.

“Oh god! Oh god!” she moaned, as I bounced her up and down on my dick.

Elsie then leant back against my chest, as I continued to move her up and down, and as I used her like my own little personal sex toy, her slim pale legs dangled helplessly over my arms.

“Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!” she moaned again in pleasure.

Her cute petite body, barely weighed anything, so she was so easy to lift and drop on to my cock, so, I just kept going, and for several more wonderful minutes, I repeatedly impaled Elsie’s little wet cunt, over and over, onto my rigid meat pole.

“Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!” she moaned loudly again.

Then after a while longer, I stopped dropping her onto my dick, and began thrusting my dick up into her, and as I pumped up into her little pussy, that petite young woman moaned even louder.

“Oh god! Oh god! Oh God! God! God!” she began crying out.

My big length slid in and out of her little stretched pussy, while I held her little legs wide open, giving me full access to her wonderful warm wet hole, and as I continued to pound up into her, she leant against me crying over and over in delight.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” her moans came out, as I kept fucking her furiously.

As my hard cock thrust up into her again and again, Elsie, appeared to be getting more and more excited.

“Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!” she started scream, as I think, she was racing rapidly towards her first orgasm.

So, I kept thrusting hard into her, while still holding her little legs wide, and if anyone had walked past us right then, I’m sure they would have been blown away at what they would have seen.

But, fortunately, no one did, and as I rammed my hard member up into Elsie again, her head tilted upwards, her little bare back began to arch, and with one more thrust, I pushed her over the edge.

“OH FUCK!” she screamed loudly, as she came on my cock.

Her little naked body started to buck and tremble on top of me, and I had to let go of her legs, so she could snap them together, as she came hard in my lap.

For several incredible seconds, that petite little woman groaned and twitched, as she had a pretty big orgasm, and as she did, I held onto her, keeping her from falling off my length, and dropping into the footwell.

Then, after several more wild moans, and twitches, she finally stopped moving, sighed heavily, and relaxed.

Elsie then flopped back against me, clearly very fucked, and for a moment I let her sit there, ataşehir escort catching her breath.

As she did, I wrapped my warms around her naked sweaty body, and held her tightly, while gently kissing her neck, and softly she moaned in delight.

When she appeared to be almost fully recovered, I then whispered into her ear “Ready for some more?” and she eagerly nodded back.

So, I then eased her over onto the passenger seat again, pulled my length out of her, and then sat up, before I opened the driver’s side door, and climbed out.

Elsie looked up at me curiously, before I grinned, and then gestured for her to join me.

With a smile on her face, she then sat up, shuffled onto the driver’s seat, before stepping down out of the 4×4.

As soon as she was stood outside with me, I got her to turn and face the vehicle, before putting one of her boots up on the outside step, and hold onto the driver’s seat.

Then I stepped up behind her, between her slim open legs, placed my hard cock up against her wet red pussy again, and then pushed up into her.

Elsie moaned happily again, as my big dick filled her lovely little cunt again, and then, I wrapped my hands around her petite little body, and started to pump back and forth into her pussy.

“Oh yes!” She immediately moaned in pleasure, as my firm member moved in and out of her again.

Standing up behind her, our naked bodies smacked together, as I thrust my hard cock up into her wet cunt, and as I did, Elsie moaned in delight.

“Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!” she exclaimed over and over happily.

Steadily, I continued to pump in and out of her, stretching her little pink pussy lips as I did, and as I fucked her, that petite little woman, held onto the driver’s seat, moaning for more.

“Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh yes!” she groaned happily.

For several wonderful minutes we fucked between the open driver’s door and the main body of the vehicle, and occasionally other cars and vehicles drove past, and for a moment, I wondered if anyone noticed us on the far side of the vehicle, fucking on the side of a public road.

Then, after a while longer, I wanted change position again, and after stopping and easing my hard cock out of Elsie’s little wet pussy once more, I got her to turn around and face me, before leaning back against the driver’s chair.

I then stepped right up to her, until our naked bodies were pressed together, and then slid a hand under her little soft arse, and lifted her up off the floor.

My rigid cock was now in line with her little pussy, and gently, I lowered her onto it, and as her wet warm hole sunk onto my length, Elsie moaned happily again.

Once she had slid most the way down my member, I then placed my other hand under her arse too, and then, holding onto her tightly, I started to move her little body up and down on my dick again.

“Oh shit! Oh yeah!” she instantly moaned in delight, as her wet pussy once more plunged onto my length.

“Oh yeah! Oh yeah!” she cried again, as I swiftly moved her with my hands.

I was really beginning to enjoy fucking this hot petite woman like this, and as I kept moving her up and down on my hard cock, her little legs clung to my sides, helping to keep herself in place.

“Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!” she cried out, as we continued to fuck.

Now, I don’t know if fucking Elsie outside in public got me a little more excited, or the way she was crying excitedly in my face, but, as I kept pulling her repeatedly onto my firm length, and her hot naked body smacked against mine, I soon felt my own excitement beginning to build.

“Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!” Elsie cried again and again, as I kept bouncing her on my member.

“Oh shit!” I then groaned, as the need to cum, began to rapidly build in me.

But this time I wasn’t going to stop, and eagerly, I kept plunging her onto my dick, filling her lovely warm wet cunt up with my length, and as I did, my excitement grew quicker.

“Oh god!” I then groaned through gritted teeth, desperate to just hold on a little longer, and enjoy what we were doing, a little more.

But, as her hot naked body slapped against mine again, my balls began to tighten, and I could feel them beginning to churn, and then I thought, I better give her a warning.

“Oh shit! I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum!” I then groaned, trying to give her fair notice.

Elsie just groaned loudly, clearly too lost in her own pleasure, to actually answer back.

So, I continued to drop her onto my hard cock, plunging her little wet pussy repeatedly onto my firm thick member, and then, finally, my excitement peaked.

“OH FUCK!” I groaned loudly, as I pulled her onto my big thick cock once more, and then exploded inside of her.

“OH GOD YEAH!” Elsie then cried out, as she felt my big throbbing cock, spurting hard inside of her.

Her little brunette head tilted back again, as her little bare back arched hard, and then her petite pale body began to tremble and shake in my arms, as her second orgasm exploded inside of her.

“OH…. FUCK” She then groaned loudly, as her naked body shook and bucked on my cock.

For several incredible seconds, Elsie came on my hard length again, while I was happily pumping big dollops of creamy white goo, straight into her little unprotected cunt, and gloriously, we both came together.

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I have arrived for our long weekend together. And we made it out of the airport without being sidetracked in the back parking lot! Ha Ha Ha!

We’ve decided a nice romantic dinner at a nice quiet restaurant would be a good way to start our time together. I have on my new shelf bra that you have purchased for me and a beautiful sheer blouse, skirt with my stockings and heels.

Opps, I forgot my panties, oh well, I will have to go out without them. You have on your nice purple shirt, black pants and a pair of my panties. Purple silk, I know you truly enjoy them, especially since I have worn them before!

We’re seated in a corner, as you have requested. I am sure you have “dinner” plans for both of us!

We’ve ordered a drink and our dinner and are sitting there having a nice conversation as your hand reaches for my leg, feeling the softness of my stockings and you are rubbing my leg and my thigh and up to my pussy. You ask me to touch my pussy, as you have realized I don’t have on my panties. So, I do, but I have asked you to gently rub your cock. We continue our conversation, but my mind is anywhere but on the conversation. Our drinks arrive and we toast to a wonderful weekend together. I still have one hand on my pussy, and you notice my nipples are getting hard and quite erect, and you give me that great “knowing” smile of yours of what you are doing to me. And I am so pleased that you know that. I know what I am doing to you.

Our meal arrives and I must use both of my hands to have my meal, unfortunately as I was getting very excited. But again, we’re in public and I must try to hold on. We’ve finished our meal, which was delicious, and you have decided NOT to order a desert, because you’ve told me I will be your desert that you will eat at home.

As we leave the restaurant, I see that you are walking directly behind me as your cock is still a bit hard as I can see that in the front of your pants. I’m pleased. And my pussy is still very wet with my pussy juices.

As we arrive home you get us settled in and pour us each a glass of wine and light the fireplace.

You slowly open my blouse and rub my very hard nipples and very engorged tits. You lower your head and take one of my tits fully in your mouth as your tongue circles my nipple. I am so aroused now, I can hardly stand it, but it feels so good, I lean back and fully enjoy your sucking and licking. And I know you are enjoying this as much as I am. We are amazing together. Your tongue circling my nipple, you are sucking on it and my full breast. I look down at you and I love watching you enjoying yourself so very much.

You move me to the couch where you take off my blouse and my skirt. We leave on my stockings and my bra. You ask me to continue to play with my pussy as I was in the restaurant and to massage and play with my tits. I start to remove my bra and “No”, you say, “leave on the bra, I want to fuck your tits with that beautiful bra on you and cum all over you”. I leave it on, knowing how wonderful that will be and how wonderful that will feel. Your strong hard cock and that warm explosive cum. So, I have three of my fingers in my pussy, my thumb is playing with my clit. My other hand is rubbing my tits. While I am doing this you have removed all your clothes and are sitting across from me, stroking your cock and smiling that “knowing” kartal escort smile of your again. Thinking of where you are taking us.

As you are watching I see that you are getting ready to cum, but I want you in my mouth for just a bit.

OMG, I want that so badly, so you get up and come over to me and I take your cock in my mouth. I run my tongue around the tip and then licking, sucking, running my tongue up and down your shaft and gently sucking your balls.

While doing that my hand is rubbing your nipples, I want them hard. And I will lick and suck them when I can. It is so erotic, and I love it so much. I taste your precum and am ready to explode myself. But I hold on. I take the baby oil and stroke your cock with it and rub a bit between my tits. I sit up and place your cock between my tits.

I hold my tits tight so that your cock is very snug there and so strong and hard. I feel the warmth and your cock push up and down between my tits and my nipples are so erect and there we have it, cum all over my tits, my bra, my chest, up to my neck. It feels so amazing. Words can not even explain the ecstasy I am feeling, we are feeling right now. My orgasm was so strong, and I can still feel all of the pulsing in my pussy, and I am quivering, all over. Before you lean down to start licking my tits and rubbing my tits and my body where you have spread your cum with your hands, I gently take your cock in my mouth a lick it clean a bit, but then let you get to where you want to be. You are cleaning me, but there is a lot, you had so much cum, it was outstanding. I want to taste you again, so you put your fingers in my mouth and I lick them. You then use your mouth to continue to clean me and so sensually you kiss me. You start licking and sucking my tits again, you know how that excites me. It has started another orgasm and it feels so wonderful. You reach down and touch my pussy and you feel the pulsing and make me continue to quiver all over. I love it, and so do you!

You have forgotten to “eat” your desert, but we’ll get to that over the weekend!!

We are both so exhausted now, we lay next to each and hold each other knowing how we have made each other feel and revel in the satisfaction that we can do this to, for and with each other. We fall asleep for just a bit and then head to the shower to wash one another and then go to bed for the night. You hold me close, and we fall asleep in each other’s arms. We both need to get a good night’s sleep. We still have several days together, and we need to pace ourselves.

The morning arrives you gently lean over sensually kiss me, and we slowly get ourselves ready for the day. And thank you for the coffee and breakfast snack before we head out for the day. We’re heading for a walk in the woods, which is nice. It’s fall, it’s a cool day and the leaves are just starting to change. You know I enjoy this time of the year. It is so quiet and peaceful. A great way to start the day. We are still a bit exhausted from last night, which was absolutely amazing. We both smile just thinking about the joy of it all. We finish our trek the woods and head back. We’re going for a ride we, need to take it easy for a bit! Off to a craft show and a late lunch. It has been a great day. We head home and find some good stuff to watch on your ümraniye escort new TV!

It’s a nice quiet evening, we watch TV by the fireplace, with a few snacks and a glass of wine and just hold each other. And you know I love kissing you, so yes, we’re doing that too!! We head to bed and you gently hold my breasts and snuggle and we fall asleep with each other all night.

It’s morning and you start with sucking my tits to wake me up. Great way to wake up. You know you are starting to get me very excited, and we both enjoy that. And I do notice your cock has woken up as well. I start to lick and suck your nipples. They are so hard. I so enjoy having my tongue circle them and suck them. It gets me excited as I know it does you! You play with my pussy inserting your fingers to feel the wetness and the warm and the pulsing you are starting. It just feels fantastic. I stroke your cock and feel the warm and hardness. You roll on top of me and very slowly, to tease me, the tip of your cock plays with my clit. You are now driving me crazy, but I love it. You then insert yourself in my pussy. My hips are rising and falling with yours as we both reach an amazing orgasm and we both cum. I can’t stop my moaning in complete joy of what has just happened. Your cock is so hard, warm and strong. And your cum, lots of it and very warm. You continue to fondle my tits and we both lay there is complete ecstasy. That was a great way to be awaken.

You now want a bit of your desert from last night, so you slide down and start licking my pussy and then back to my tits for a nipplegasm. Our cum is dripping out of me and you are enjoying both your cum and mine mingled together and I know you will be sharing soon, but first you have driven me to another orgasm just licking and sucking my pussy and tits. Sharing the mingled cum is very erotic and we are both so enjoying all of it.

Now we lay back and just hold one another. No real plans for today, its not really a nice day, rainy and dreary. So, we plan to cook and stay in for the day. But we do have to go shopping to get dinner supplies. And of course, I will make my brownies for you. (I do have my apron with me!) You’ve decided that we are going to try to make Chicken Francese. Well after looking at the recipe, we’ve decided to order dinner out, eat at home, but I will still make the brownies, we may still need to go shopping as whipped cream would be good with the brownies!

We spend the day relaxing. You are doing some songs and I’ve asked you to sing a few for me. Really nice, I do enjoy listening to you. I won’t sing, my singing is horrible, so we just laugh!! We’ve spent the afternoon watching some movies as the rain continues outside and we sit by the fireplace. It is such a wonderful peaceful afternoon. Magical really.

Before dinner arrives, we’ve decided a nice warm bath would be good. The water is warm, and we slide in. You behind me, you hold onto my tits and massage them and tweaking my nipples to get them hard and erect. I can feel your cock getting hard against my back. My one hand heads down to my pussy as I play with it. It feels so good. And I hear your heavy breathing as you are getting excited rubbing my tits and watching me play with my pussy.

We have dinner and wine by the fireplace.

And are very kadıköy escort relaxed and comfortable. My brownies for desert and you’d like a bit of whipped cream on them or was it me that you wanted the whipped cream on. So, you finally get to try my famous brownies and really very pleased. And enjoy. But then I have whipped cream all over my tits. You are licking that off and it is very exciting to me and my nipples are very hard and vey erect and my tits very engorged.

The whipped cream is now off, and you continue to kiss, to lick and to suck my tits. I am so excited and cannot hold on any longer and have the most amazing orgasms. And you continue to suck as you know as I play with my pussy, I will have another orgasm. You know how you make me feel and you know how to keep my orgasms “cumming and cumming”. OMG it’s amazing. I have now straddled you so that I can feel your cock in my pussy and you can continue to lick and suck my tits. You are now reaching a tremendous climax and you squirt some cum in me and I climb off and hold your cock and have the rest of your cum squirt all over my tits, neck, face and into my mouth. You now gently massage all of your cum on my tits and I lean down and you clean me and it feels so wonderful. Then you kiss me and we share your cum and it tastes so good. I want more and more and more.

This has been another unbelievable day and night. Words cannot really express the feelings we have for each other or the peace that we feel. There are no words strong enough to explain, we just feel. We snuggle and fall asleep in total exhaustion.

Good Morning! Yes, it is morning and you bring me coffee and join me back in bed. We have no plans for the day, so we relax for a bit and then shower and head out for a ride. It’s another beautiful day. We laugh and talk and just truly enjoy being together. We have a late lunch at a really quaint restaurant and then head home for a relaxing evening. Or so we thought. We’ve decided to read one of our stories from the “library”. It is a very erotic story and you are watching me pleasure myself as I watch you doing the same. The story has two people who are so excited to be together but want to watch each other jerk off and finger fuck. It’s gets so hard to stay apart but, I have had an orgasm. It was wonderful. I am watching your cock get hard and the precum is dripping. I cannot wait any longer, I slip off my chair and come over to you and take you in my mouth. You taste so good; your warm hard cock is throbbing in my mouth as I lick your shaft up and down. And suck you. You start to cum and I suck you and taste you, it is so good having your cock and your cum in my mouth. But I want you fucking my tits. And you very enthusiastic agree. Your cock feels so good between my tits. I want you to cum all over me and you again enthusiastically agree. Your cum, covers my tits, in my mouth and I am so excited. It is beyond words. I am cumming again and it is amazing.

We clean each other and while doing that, I have another orgasm. It is like it just keeps on like a wave over my body. I lick you clean and kiss you as your cock gently relaxes. I am so in awe of how you have cum all over me and how you have made me feel.

We lie there with each other, just in such ecstasy and exhaustion. It has once again been an amazing, wonderful day. It’s time to shower and get to bed and snuggle for the evening.

It’s morning and I need to leave this afternoon. Neither one of us is happy about this, but we have had an amazing few days and know we will again. What we have is way to special and something neither one of us have ever felt before.

Thank you for a wonderful weekend. We both so enjoyed.

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I cut the lemon in half, cut off the ends, cut uneven slices, chose the thinnest slice, plopped it in my glass of Capital Gin Pink Lady, my fourth of the night. A must for open-minded women with an affinity for diversity in our accomplishments, women like me. There were five cubes left in the ice trays: I couldn’t be bothered to fill them up. I cracked out two icebergs, floated them in my gin with a dash, and swallowed half the glass, smacking my lips at the sublime essence of floral hibiscus, earthy thyme grapefruit zest, and vanilla from Madagascar. Tipsy, merry not drunk, drinking for pleasure, drinking to still my nerves, I finished my drink and padded up the spiral staircase round-and-round-and-round the glitterball chandelier until I reached my closet.

I was trapped in a loveless marriage, a marriage where I’d become subservient to him, in return for treats. Other than those, all I had left were my adorable daughters, Adalyn and Savannah, and obscene amounts of wealth. I fancied a treat tonight, fancied my chances with him, fancied myself in the dresser mirror. Not bad, considering I’d borne children, not bad at all. I sprayed a liberal squirt of expensive scent, the Baccarat Rouge 540, behind my ears and applied a fresh smear of cheap lippy from the market.

He summoned me from the master bathroom, ‘Come and look at this, Sheri.’

I crept into our aquatic playroom, or should I say palace? The basin was the essence of luxury, large enough for two of us, finished off in white marble with authentic brass taps, situated next to full-length windows which overlooked the grounds. I opened them to let out the steam. We kept all our bric-a-brac on the window shelf: a floral porcelain jug of freshly squeezed orange juice and glasses for me, my loofah, our shared antique carriage clock, a bar of Wright’s coal tar soap.

Our en suite bathing set included a matching toilet with a warm wooden seat, white marble wash hand basin, a cupboard for his and her towels. An angular mirror hung on a steel chain on the wall above the sink. Next to the mirror, his pride and glory: the wide-screen plasma monitor dominating the bath.

Eager to share his bath, I padded over the polished wooden floorboards in my stockinged feet, past his favourite velvet red chair, where he dried his feet and legs and crotch, to be with him.

He sighed contentedly as I stood at the end of the bath, massaging his shoulders with my fleshy fingers. I pressed my naked breasts and soft belly onto his bare back. Pavel reclined, spreading his legs wide apart so that his knees hugged the rim of the bath. He was partially submerged in foamy, frothy water, watching a live video transmission of a fight. I wasn’t particularly amused.

‘Watching the girls play are we Pav? What’s the matter with me? Or am I not allowed to ask?’

I pushed the palms of my hands as far as his barrel chest tweaking his tiny red nipples until he reached for me drawing my hurt face close to mahmutbey escort his. I looked beautiful hurt: my lips pursed, poker faced, fire in my teak eyes, my enchanting widow’s peak frowning beneath my shocking mane of flouncy blonde hair. I was blushing hard: a sure-fire sign I was feeling horny, sensual, tonight – and left out. He took my hands in his, guiding them, rubbing them, all over his lean, muscular torso, permitting me to toy with his shallow cratered navel, as he put my mind at rest.

‘My beauty,’ he said, ‘this is not a game. You are watching my girls fight. My girls understand? Stead trains, treats, even cares for them. I own them: they belong to me. Think of them as my horses chomping at the bit before a race. Except this, Sheri, is no race, and these are no ordinary girls. They fight. Fight for me. In two days, one of them, the tanned girl, will fight a man to the death. I back her to win. If she wins, I win, and you get to buy yourself a new frock.’

A new frock? A whole new wardrobe he meant. I calmed. In some ways, life for this spoilt brat couldn’t get much better. I had everything I could ever wish for: a beautiful Georgian mansion hidden in acres of highland forest, a sensational sports car: my stunning metallic red Ferrari, a rugged, handsome husband.

If only he’d treat me with respect, more like a woman, less like his dumb blonde barbie doll.

I slid my fingers over his wet belly and scratched his proud flesh with my uncut fingernails.

‘The tanned girl,’ I asserted, tenderly caressing his genitals.

He sighed in blissful surrender to my feminine persuasive charms, ‘mmmn, the tanned girl.’

‘Not the pale girl?’

I removed my hand, wiped him on my thigh, went and stood at the far end of the bath, sideways on so that he could enjoy my stunning figure. His jaw fell. I had this incredible effect on him whenever I undressed into lingerie: my sexiest sheer see-through black suspender belt and lace stockings. Pouting my lips for him I unclipped my stockings from my suspender belt and peeled them off, then I took off my suspender belt. No point in getting them all wet. For a moment, I stood at the end of the bath staring at him with my little girl lost eyes, relaxed, resting one hand on my hips, stroking my thigh, jutting out my pert breasts, flashing him the divine curvature of my smooth rump, my subtle tease of curly hair.

I clambered into the bath. The water was perfect for sex: not too hot, not too cold. Perfect.

I slapped his face. He squinted and gawped at me standing over him like his matka used to do when she scolded him for beating up boys and girls at his prefabricated skola in central Prague, as if to say: what was that for? Bara exasperated me when he behaved like this: acting innocent.

‘You don’t even know their names, do you?’ I said, ‘Don’t you have any respect for women?’

Bara just boasted, ‘None whatsoever. sultangazi escort Quit griping and watch the fight. They’re about to start.’

I felt ill. I hated violence, especially if it involved vulnerable young women. Perhaps if I made it up to him? I ran my fingers over his lips, slipping them inside his mouth, intimately seducing him.

‘Want to fuck you, Pav,’ I growled, half-pissed, feeling the worse for wear after that much gin.

‘You can fuck me when they’ve finished. Now do as your told.’

I tried to pull away from him, ‘Don’t want to watch them. Going to mix us both another drink.’

He grabbed me, digging his hard nails into the soft flesh of my underarm, ‘I told you to watch.’

‘Stop it! Your hurting me!’

‘Sit in my lap,’ he hissed, impatiently, ‘Watch the girls fight.’

I nestled in my man’s lap, making myself comfortable, loving the sensation of his strong arm wrapped tightly round my belly, his coarse hand gently kneading my doughy, pliant breasts as I playfully splashed my tummy with the warm, soapy, sudsy water.

Oh well, I supposed, wiggling my bottom to keep him hard. At least, he doesn’t make me fight.

The fighters moved in for the kill. The cameras zoomed in for close-ups. Pav tugged my hair.

‘Ouch! Stop it!’

‘Move your head. I can’t see.’

I rested my warm head against his stubbled neck, snug in his lap, and watched. I had to admit, the girls were stunning, beautiful, unblemished in every way. Just like me when I was their age really. I felt sad, missing their youthful vitality, not jealous, just sad. I said to him: is that better?

He felt better. I concentrated on the girls grappling in the pit, changing my mind, increasingly thrilled by the spectacle of the cockfighters: squatting, naked, sumo, on the soft, crinkled mat.

My heart pounded under my breast as the camera zoomed in on the pale girl. Her skin was pale as clotted cream. She was wearing her hair up. She looked tired. She had pinch marks, ridged slots either side of her nose: an industrious girl who needed to fight to make ends meet? But her eyes were bright and clear, lipstick freshly applied. Other than the spec imprints, her face bore no other tell-tale signs of exhaustion. The camera traced the contours of her body in slomo.

She had a phenomenal physique, firm chin, strong neck, finely muscled shoulders. Her armpits were shaven, her chest a fetching red with blush. But it was her breasts that impressed me most: her firm, full, fabulous breasts, her faintly tinted dusky nipples.

Pav placed his hands on my belly. The pale girl’s waist narrowed to a lovely set of abs, slender pallid hips, a creamy belly, shallow navel, not a hair or spot on her unblemished skin, not even a sun kissed mole. I marvelled at her bald crotch. Smouldering, I ground my rear into my man’s lap, flaunting myself, taunting him with my rudest dare: ‘Tell avcılar escort me how tight it feels, won’t you?’

‘Slow down Sheri, I want to see them fight,’ his voice pleaded, weakly, behind my tensed back.

Frustrated, I slipped my bull’s pizzle out of me, let him take a breather, and leaned on his thigh. The tanned girl fascinated me. She was fresh-faced, smiling and confident, unlike the pale girl. She had a visible raw swelling on her neck which she persisted in rubbing. How was she hurt? Her wound was too large for a mosquito bite. Mosquitoes in October? Too red for a love-bite. This was no bruise. The girl had jagged teeth. Broken in a fight? The camera scrolled all over her body, revealing her intimate secrets. Overwhelmed by her natural beauty, I sagged inside, slanting my head to one side so he could see better and I could watch my favourite cocks fight. My selfish, uncaring, inconsiderate, man left it to the last minute before he sprang his surprise.

‘The tanned girl is by far the most experienced at blood sports,’ he said, sounding like a ring-side commentator, ‘Her name is Isla McNair. She has never lost a fight. The pale girl is Bonnie Laird, a fading starlet who has lost the confidence to fight well and lacks the willpower to win.’

My spirits fell as I realised I was backing a losing horse. Still, miracles do happen, occasionally, I hoped, crossing the fingers on my free hand. The girls came to blows. Isla ducked and weaved. Bonnie hunched her shoulders, grimly determined.

Just one punch. If you can land a punch. Come on, Bonnie, you can beat her, know you can. I watched her throw a poorly aimed right hook, I think it was, missing her target’s head by miles.

‘Oh, you missed!’ yelled Isla, greatly amused, showing her fans a slip of the lip, all wry smiles.

Isla dropped her guard. The haymaker smashed into her face, catching her by surprise, splitting her bottom lip, forcing her kisser on her jagged teeth, cutting her lip in a deep gash, filling her mouth with blood. She gagged, coughing up blood, spitting out a stream of scarlet saliva, over her chest, breasts and belly. I felt Pav’s hands knead my breasts. Highly aroused by the profuse outpouring of the girl’s blood, I lifted my bum, felt in-between my thighs and slid my man’s rigid tarse inside me. His hand slipped down my belly.

My girl threw her fists up in the air, hysterical, euphoric, ‘First blood to me! First blood to me!’

Isla spat a thick gob of blood at the pit. I waited, motionless, rivetted, glued to the silver screen while she spat out still more blood then dribbled her ominous words: ‘You’ll pay for that Laird.’

She reared up on her haunches, bloodied but unbowed, embattled, weakened, down but not out, flattening her opponent with a deadly kick to the jaw. My girl slumped to the ground: out cold.

I came all over my stud, twisting, screwing, swiving him, baring my teeth, snarling, scratching, pressing my breasts to his chest, writhing, in ecstasy, as he came inside me. Freed, subdued, I sank into the tepid broth, calming in unison with my man, easing, easing. He took his hand off my belly, let go of my breast and said, ‘Please turn it off Sherri, I’ve seen enough.’

I reached for the remote and switched them off, ready for my bed – and a wet, dreamful night.

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Robbie spent the rest of the night thinking about Noel, her visit, and her heartfelt apology. He finally got to have that hot body after years of lusting from afar. Sure, he had embellished parts of his story about being arrested and in handcuffs, but she lied to him first. She nearly got him arrested and she was the one who set all this bullshit in motion. He searched his own head for any guilty feelings and after a long search confirmed there were none. Looking at her naked body laying across his lap, and feeling her mouth on his cock had a way of neutralizing any guilt.

He was hoping their amazing time together wasn’t just a one-off. Robbie realized once she left his apartment tonight, he no longer had any hold over her. By tomorrow night the imaginary hearing would be over, and she could flitter away if she wanted to. Just like she had been doing for the past five years. He could fall back into the friendzone never to be seen again. He would have to think about that. He wanted more of her. He wanted all of her. One of his biggest turn-ons was when his partner wanted him. Being desired was sexy. He didn’t want to force her into it, that was a turnoff. He had to find a way to make her want to do this. He needed her to need him. Plenty to think about.

Robbie thought about it while he showered. He was still thinking about it when he sat down to watch some tv. It only took a few seconds to realize he was sitting in a wet spot on the couch. He spent the next half hour cleaning the couch. This was the spot where he licked Noel to an orgasm, and she came more than he thought. Next time we are going to use the bed, he thought. Hopefully next time will be tomorrow night.

He had a light day at work the following day, and even got out half an hour early when the boss had to leave the job site early. That was a good thing too because his head was not in it today. If he had been working on the roof today, he probably would have sent himself home. Working on a roof two stores high is no place for daydreaming. He got home, showered, and then changed clothes for his date later tonight. That’s how he was thinking about it anyway. His date with Noel. He cleaned most of his apartment last night, so tonight he cleaned his bedroom today, just in case. He moved some things into the closet so it did not appear cluttered. In the closet in one of his storage bins he found an old camera. He looked at it, turned it over a few times, and started thinking. He went into the kitchen and put in two new batteries in the camera to make sure it was working. Then he started looking around his room for the best view of the bed. His dresser was in the corner near the headboard, and higher than the bed. It was the best vantage point he could have hoped for. He put a few things on top of the dresser so there were several random shapes on top, and the camera would be just one more. Robbie set the camera up and took a few test videos to find the best angle, best magnification, and best settings. The camera was ready, all he needed to do was touch the record button.

Robbie planned on calling Noel later, and set about making himself some dinner. He was warming up some soup on the stove when he heard a knock at the door. He turned off the stove and made a quick trip into the bedroom to turn on the video camera. Then he hustled back to the door and got there before they had to knock again. It was Noel, and she was all smiles and dimples. She was carrying two big bags, one on each side of her.

“Hi,” she said as soon as he opened the door, “I know I was supposed to wait and I know you were supposed to call me but I couldn’t wait any longer. I picked up some dinner for us, are you hungry? Have you eaten yet?”

She was talking so fast she was nearly rambling. Robbie invited her inside and closed the door behind her. By the time he locked the door and turned around she had put down the bags and crashed into him, forcing him against the door and kissing him madly. Robbie was not going to pass up this opportunity and grabbed a handful of hair to kiss her back. Noel was winding down while Robbie was just warming up. When she was sated, and pulled back from the kiss, Robbie asked her to fold her hands in front of her. Noel did so, with a confused look on her face. Robbie grabbed her folded hands with his left hand, lifted them over her head, and pinned them to the door. He leaned in and kissed her on his own terms now while his free right hand went directly up under her shirt and immediately captured a helpless nipple on her left breast.

Noel gasped at the hand maneuver, and then groaned loudly when he put his hand up under her shirt. She moaned softly when he acquired her nipple and pinched softly. When she opened her mouth to gasp, he deepened the kiss and moved his leg between her legs. He felt her legs clutch around his while he took his fill of kissing. When he was done kissing Robbie released her and she nearly sank to the floor in a puddle. She was breathless, dizzy, horny, hungry, confused, scared, and wet. Robbie took her hand and led her further bayrampaşa escort into the apartment.

“What did you bring?” he asked.

“I got some pasta and bread from that place on Cleveland, with the Italian flag out front,” she said.

Robbie led her to the table and pulled out her chair. He went into the kitchen and came back with plates, silverware, drinks and napkins. He sat down next to her and noticed her watching him with wet eyes.

“I’m sorry, I just can’t say it enough, I’m so sorry for screwing it up and getting you in trouble,” she said, voice breaking, “It was all I could think about last night and today.”

“Stop, let’s not go there right this second. Let’s enjoy a nice dinner, and then we can talk about the heavy stuff later on,” Robbie said.

“I’m glad you’re not in jail, I don’t know what I would have done if you were,” she said, looking down.

Robbie served them both and then asked her about her day. She got less nervous as she talked and more relaxed as dinner progressed. Robbie even had her laughing a few times with stories about his day. When dinner was done, they put everything into the kitchen and went to sit on the couch. Robbie asked about the other bag she had set down inside his door and she blushed pink before talking.

“Some extra clothes, and makeup, and a hairbrush, just, you know, in case,” she said, turning a lovely shade of red.

“How,” she asked and then stopped, swallowed hard, and then tried to speak again, “How did today go?”

“The arraignment was pretty quick actually. They had no proof I stole the necklaces, other than I was in possession of it. They asked me again how it came to be in my possession and I told them I was in the store last Monday and bought it for my girlfriend. They did a video search for me but couldn’t find me on camera. I’m still banned from the mall for a few months, and they are still considering a punitive fine. I was told they will notify me in a few days to a week with the final ruling, but as for now, no charges are being levied,” Robbie said.

Noel flew into his arms and smothered him with kisses. She was crying, thanking him, and telling him how grateful she was at the same time. He accepted her kisses and held her tight. He could feel her body shaking and understood how worried she was about today’s news. The thank you kisses turned into hotter kisses and the hugging turned into petting. When Robbie felt her hand go to his pants and undo the button, he told her it was time to move to a bed. Robbie took her hand and pulled her into his bedroom. He turned the light on saying he wanted to see how beautiful she was. He moved her to where he wanted her, and then slowly undressed her while she undressed him.

She was wearing a matching set of powder blue underwear today. The bra and panty set were transparent and sexy, but it was the body underneath that made it hot. Robbie told her how beautiful she looked in them, and then later out of them. He took his time undressing her, and tried to kiss each new body part as it was unveiled. When she was fully naked, he kissed her and told her to get onto the bed. Noel reached out and got ahold of his cock and gave it a squeeze.

“I want to suck your cock again, please, it’s all I have been thinking about,” she said.

“You can do that later, right now I want to taste you again. That’s all I have been thinking about. And since this whole mess is your fault, I get to go first,” he said.

Robbie told her to get up onto the bed, and then moved her around until she was at the angle he wanted. He climbed up onto the bed and told her to spread her legs for him. She did as she was told, already shaking with desire. Robbie laid down at the juncture of her legs, and put his hands on her thighs pushing her legs apart just a bit more. Then he blew across her clit, making her tip her head back and groan. Robbie got comfortable knowing this was going to take a little time. His plan was to lick her into madness. He wasn’t going to let her cum, he was going to tease and tease and let her build. He was going to make Noel lose control and fuck him. That was the plan anyway.

Robbie did take his time, and built her up slowly. Soon enough she was pleading and begging, but he didn’t speed up like he did last night. Noel was getting desperate, wiggling her hips, pulling on her own nipples. She tried begging, and then she tried dirty talk. Her mouth was filthy hot when she was denied an orgasm. When he thought she was ready to break, he eased up on the clit and started teasing her opening with his fingers. She was drenched by then, and his fingers slid over her lips and folds easily. Robbie pulled her lips, pinched her lips, and kept putting his fingers against her opening, but never inside it. She really was losing her mind about now. She started crying, begging for that release, begging him to jam his fingers inside her and fuck her with his hand.

“Please, I’ll do anything!” she gasped, “Anything!”

When she was gaziosmanpaşa escort delirious, Robbie moved off her and rolled onto his back.

“I want you to straddle me and kiss me for a few minutes and then I promise I will let you cum,” he said.

She was on him in a second and kissing him hard enough to give him a fat lip. She bit him once, then apologized, and then bit him again. She whimpered while she kissed him, desperate for release. His cock was rock hard and he felt her trying to hold her hips up above him. Her body moved with every kiss, and every moan, she couldn’t help it. Robbie felt his cock bounce off her wetness several times while she squirmed. Then she moved just right and his head slipped across her slippery clit. Her body jolted as if electrified and she froze. Noel tried to repeat the maneuver by only moving her hips, careful to hold her body above him. She positioned her clit right above the tip of his cock, and came down on him soft as a feather. She rocked back a fraction, then forward a tiny amount. Now she was rubbing her clit on the tip of his cock, without letting it slip inside her. Dangerous work with everything so wet and slippery.

Robbie held perfectly still; waiting for Noel to make the move. This decision was going to be all on her. Yes, he teased her; and yes, he primed her. But if she wanted his cock inside her, she was going to have to take it.

Her body went back and forth in tiny movements as Noel rubbed her desperate clit against the tip of his hard cock. A surprised laugh escaped her lips at how good it felt. The more she did it, the better it felt. She moved even more now, dragging her clit back and forth over his tip. Now she let out a sob each time his head pushed up across her swollen button. It was so good. It was too good. She couldn’t think. Her body had started to shake as she rocked and all her movements were becoming erratic. Robbie realized she had brought herself back to the brink of orgasm. She was on the precipice, fighting. She tried to hold her body still, but the earthquake was coming.

“Robbie,” she moaned, and her body lowered a fraction of an inch while it shook.

His cock nestled at the opening to her virgin pussy, and he could feel how hot she was. Her body was on fire.

“Robbie!” she yelled, juices flowing out of her and drowning his cock, her lips grasping, clutching for him.

Noel could feel her body opening for him; welcoming him, wanting him. Her orgasm was right there. His cock was right there, all she had to do was let go.

“Robbie!” she screamed, and then slammed her pussy down on his cock, taking him all the way inside her.

Noel screamed, bucked, convulsed, and gushed all over him. Her orgasm went on and on and she laughed through some of it and cried through other parts of it. It probably lasted a minute in length before he felt all the tension go out of her like a bow and she slumped down on him exhausted.

Robbie kissed her, held her, and stroked her back. His own personal need was killing him and it was all he could do to keep from fucking her like a sex starved rabbit from the bottom. He had waited years for his, and he was almost out of control. He counted to sixty in his own head before he allowed his cock to twitch deep inside her. O fuck that felt good. He waited a few seconds and then allowed another flex. Noel made a noise deep in her throat, but didn’t move otherwise. He twitched again and this time his hips disobeyed a direct order and pushed up with a mind of their own.

Noel stirred above him and she lifted her face up to look down at Robbie. She had tears in her eyes but she looked deliriously happy.

“You’re inside me,” she said.

“Yes,” he said, twitching again.

He saw what that movement did to her eyes and he liked it, so he let his body do it again and she smiled.

“I can’t believe I’m fucking you. I’m really fucking you. Your cock is inside me and I’m not…” she stopped talking.

“I hope it was special for you,” Robbie said looking up into her face. He thought he might feel guilt later over this, but right now, he didn’t. He was inside his dream girl. She had chosen to fuck him. She screamed his name when she lost her virginity. It was hard to be objective right now.

“It’s amazing, thank you,” she said, and kissed him.

When she kissed him, it made him twitch again and he groaned into her kiss.

“You didn’t cum yet?” she asked, looking concerned.

“No, I was…concentrating on you,” he said.

“What do you want to do?” she asked, and then squeezed him with her muscles.

“Aw fuck,” he groaned, and thought he might pass out.

She did it again and he made similar noises.

“Just slide your hips up and down; ride me Noel,” he asked.

“Like this?” she asked, moving up a bit and sliding back down.

“O fuck yes!” Robbie gasped. She was so fucking tight.

She did it again, and then again. Then she started moving and didn’t stop, setting them into a slow sefaköy escort and steady gait. Her body lifted off of his, her lips dragging up the sides of his cock, milking him. Then letting her body settle back down, allowing him to push deep inside her. She was groaning with him now, matching him push for push, kiss for kiss. She was either over stimulated or never came back down from that first one.

“I think I’m gonna! Again! O fuck Robbie!” she cried out.

Half a minute later they were both there. Noel lifted up, and he felt her body tremor at the top, then she pushed back down on him and groaned into his neck. Her shuddering was enough to take him as well, and Robbie cried out as his cock exploded inside her and blasted her with gush after gush.

“I can feel you,” she moaned as they rode it out together.

Every aftershock that hit them they shared together. Any movement either of them experienced brought another moan, and push, and squeeze, and kiss. They stayed connected like that for a long time.

“Am I squishing you?” she asked with her lips on his neck.

“Never, you feel amazing,” he said, and she did.

“That was so good, I never expected it to be that good,” she said.

“Why not?” he asked.

“Corine said it would hurt the first time, and I probably wouldn’t enjoy it. She also said I wouldn’t cum the first time, and to not even worry about that,” she said.

“You could lie to her, tell her it was exactly like she warned,” Robbie said, letting his hands run up and down her back, spending a lot of time cupping that ass.

“O hell no, I am bragging the shit out of this,” Noel said, but then looked nervous and worried.

“I think I may have wet the bed when I orgasmed. I’m sorry, I didn’t even know that could happen,” she said, hiding her face in his neck.

“You didn’t pee, it’s fine. Women can orgasm just like men do. It’s not as common, but it is normal. Usually, it means you just had incredible sex,” he said.

“Really? you’re not just saying that to make me feel better?” she asked.

“It’s true. Ask Corine if you don’t believe me,” he said.

Robbie was thinking about how hard she came and how great her ass felt in his hands and his cock gave a twitch that it was coming back to life. The second time it moved Noel made a sound and looked at him.

“I’m a little sore now, now that the main event is all over,” she said looking sorry.

“That’s ok, and also perfectly normal. Would you like to take a shower with me?” he asked.

“O yes, that could be fun,” she said, rolling off of him.

“Get the hot water going and I’ll grab some extra towels,” he said.

Noel headed for the bathroom as Robbie got out of bed. He turned the video camera off and dropped it in the top drawer. Then he headed for the shower to see if he could get clean and dirty at the same time.

They stayed in the shower until the water turned cold, and then dried off and headed back to bed. The bed was a mess, but he laid a towel down and covered it up for now. Robbie turned off the lights this time and the two of them cuddled under the sheets in the dark. The dark was sexy, and their hands were busy. Noel apologized for being sore, but admitted she was still very turned on. Robbie said there was plenty they could still do and had her lay next to him.

He started touching her clit again lightly with just the pad of one finger. Once she was sighing out loud and saying how good it felt, he added a second finger. Next, he licked his fingers to get them wet and then started doing the most amazing little circles on her hot button. Noel opened her legs and arched her hip and enjoyed the ride. Robbie had no reason to tease her this time and brought her off straight away. She came with a gasp and slammed her legs together, capturing his hand between them.

She didn’t talk for a few minutes and then said that was amazing. She admitted things were so much more intense when it wasn’t your own hand doing the work. Robbie made a mental note to ask her to masturbate for him one of these days.

Her hand reached out under the covers and grabbed him. He was already turned on and hard again after bringing her off. Noel squeezed him softly while she whispered in his ear.

“What can I do for you lover? What do you want?” she whispered.

“I want you to suck my cock again,” he said, thinking about her hot mouth.

She made a yummy noise in the dark and disappeared under the covers. Robbie was already on his back, and it didn’t take long for her soft warm lips to envelope him. He thought he was hard before, but now he felt like steel. She wasn’t in a hurry and spent some time getting to know his body and what he liked. She listened for noises and asked him if he liked this or that. She played and had fun with him until he started to make his own noises of desperation. Then she got down to some serious sucking and took him deeply. Last night when she tried to take him deeper than normal it had excited her more than it ever had in the past. Now in the dark she tried to repeat the maneuver, pushing herself further down. She desperately wanted to please him and tried to get him in her throat. She didn’t gag this time, and it only took a few tries before she did it. She knew the moment he realized it when Robbie called out ‘O Fuck’. She was happy with her success, and thrilled she was driving him crazy. That turned her on too.

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I love my job even though most wouldn’t. I wash dishes in an upscale restaurant, but it isn’t so haughty that they have an iron chef or anything like that. The food is excellent; the tables have real linen napkins and there are bus-kids running around refilling water and stuff. Despite the refinement, they also offer take-out, even delivery to the attached motel.

Now, my job isn’t hard, like in brain power, but it requires a lot of lifting and working with scalding hot water and some harsh detergents. Nothing but the most sanitary dishes are good enough for our customers, and sparkling pots for our chefs. We only have one chef plus some line and prep cooks, but I call them all “Chef” because then they treat me good, give me great food. Too, whenever there’s a call for delivery, they get me to take it and that gives me opportunities to visit with lonely women needing some attention, but that’s not the subject of this story.

I know how to talk to people, kiss their ass a little, so I get things I want. I practice on the chefs but really go to work on the serving staff, the waitresses in particular. In my mind, there’s nothing like the successful conquest of a fresh piece of quiff. This is the perfect place for me because new staff are always being hired. After all, who looks for a long-term career in the serving business? For most, it’s just a brief stop on the path to bigger and better. I like this because it puts me just inside a revolving door of pussy potential. Now, there’s a career I can sink my teeth into, well, more like my tongue.

From this, you’re probably thinking a lot higher about my lowly job spraying down dishes, but even such an illustrious occupation has its downsides. For me, the biggest one is that there is a large garbage can beside my station. It is necessary for my job, so it has to be there, but what bugs me is, no one realizes the lid is there for a reason. Don’t they realize the container is full of wet, rotting food and that process causes it to stink? That makes me gag.

I empty the can several times each shift; it fills fast with everyone, bus-kids mostly, scraping leftovers into it before stacking the dishes for my attention. This is what they are supposed to do but, they are also supposed to replace the lid but most of them don’t want to touch it with their hands because that would mean they need to take the time to wash those same hands. They are too interested in making sure the serving staff are happy with their work, so they get a bigger share of the tips. Tips are a big thing in this industry, in case you weren’t aware. They often total more than wages.

What usually happens is, the bus-staff knocks the lid off with a foot, scrapes the plate, dumps the plate, rushes back into the dining room. Of course, this leaves those odours spewing out of the can and into my olfactory organ.

Anyway, what do these emanations have to do with getting laid? A lot. Everything in life has something to do with getting laid. At least from my perspective.

A couple of weeks ago, we had a new waitress start. I always sidle up to the fresh meat, try to make a good impression. I engage them in friendly conversation so I can find out if they qualify. Even a perv like me, always sniffing around for available women, has standards. First, they gotta be şirinevler escort old enough, but not JUST old enough, which puts the bus-kids out of my target range. Even though some of them look like they’re old enough, I don’t trust that. I just brand them all off limits. At some point, they might become wait staff, and then they get another look.

Next, they can’t be pregnant. Who wants to have sex THAT close to a baby? It would totally freak me out if I was servicing some fine lady and a tiny hand extended out and gripped my tongue or my dick. No preggies.

And, they can’t be in a happy, committed relationship. Who wants to spoil something good just to get their rocks off? Not me.

That’s pretty much my standard. No young stuff, no ‘with childs’, no happy couples. Everything else is fair game.

It didn’t take me long to determine that the new lady was totally fuckable. Let’s call her Sandra, because she might serve your table and I don’t want to spoil your experience with any name-dropping. She told me she was twenty-one, fresh out of college and waiting for a genuine job in the business sector. “Even with my certificate, with no experience, it’s hard to get a real job.” Waitressing was good enough while she gained some working experience. I was glad the career fates brought her my way. She had a fine shape.

Being a more up-scale restaurant, the staff didn’t have uniforms, but they had a dress code. They supplied pants for the guys and long skirts for the ladies. The pants were black, some silky material and had a contrasting blue stripe down the outside of one leg. The skirts were black, floor length, and had a similar blue stripe that extended from the right hip, down the front of the skirt to the hem, then across the front. Staff were free to wear whatever top they wanted, and supplied themselves, as long as it was white. Most just went with plain white shirts, but some had frills or even embroidery with little holes in the loops. I think they call that English embroidery or some French term I can’t pronounce. I only mention it because sometimes you can get a nice peak at some cleavage or maybe a little nipple over a low bra through them.

Sandra wore a satiny button-up blouse with pockets that rode high on her chest. And she had a nice chest, not too large, but not tiny either. One shift she must have dressed quick because she hadn’t buttoned it all the way up, had left a couple undone, leaving a savoury amount of cleavage exposed. I noticed and did some skilful maneuvering to get as good a peek as I could. Then one of the waiters came in, whispered something to Sandra and she blushed and did up two more buttons. I swear to god though; she snuck one or two peeks at me as she did this and she was smiling. That made me pretty certain she was aware of my gawking, and she’d liked it. Sha-wing, instant erection. I had to stay at my station until that bad boy settled down.

One thing I always say, staff need to be treated equal. That includes breaks. Now, the smokers got ten minutes each hour to head out back for a cigarette break. I think this was because the manager smoked, a lot. I don’t smoke, too rich for my lungs, but I deserved the same break, so I would often go out and just hang with them while esenler escort they breathed in their cancer air. This put me in the back alley a week ago when Sandra was out for a butt. I came out on the pretense of emptying the garbage into the dumpster.

It looked like she’d been talking to Brad and Utam, two waiters, but they headed in as I came out, leaving me alone with her. She was standing with her smoke held between two fingers and her other arm across her body, under her breasts, hand cupping her elbow. She looked so sexy. She gave them a little wave with her free hand, leaving wavy smoke trails around her head.

I noticed she was wearing a different top today, and I mentioned that to start a conversation.

“Oh, do you like it?” she asked, raising both hands to her shoulders and swivelling her body like a radar antenna.

“Makes you look delicious,” I responded, trying to be clever since we work in the food industry.

“How would you know?” she said. “You haven’t eaten me out yet.”

I was certain I hadn’t heard her right, and just stood there, a heavy bag of garbage in one hand, staring at her, reliving her words. I am certain my face didn’t change, but inside my head my eyes were popping out, steam was spurting from my ears, and my tongue was waggling out my gaping mouth. Did she really say that? From the look on her face, she had. She was smiling, holding my eyes.

Deciding that boldness was the better part of caution, I took her by one elbow and guided her toward the dumpster, talking as we went. “I can remedy that.” My words carried a lot more bravado than I was feeling. Fear coursed through me. What if she stopped and slapped my face? Worth the risk.

Noting that she didn’t resist, I set the bag of garbage on the ground, gripped her by her hips and lifted her so she was sitting on the edge of the dumpster. She gave a little, “Oh,” as I set her down. Her crotch was now at my face level.

Without a word, I raised her skirt over my head, getting up close and personal. With one hand, I pulled her panties, nice lacy ones, aside and gave her snatch a lick. There was a hint of sweat and pee, but mostly musky, moistness. I had been correct; she was delicious. But I thought the point of evidence needed more investigation. Her moan told me she was a willing witness.

I dug my tongue in a little deeper and her juices really flowed. Despite the wonderful aromas emanating from her crotch, the stink of the dumpster crept in as well. My dick wasn’t certain which it wanted to react to. I swelled a bit, but then deflated. I didn’t much care at the moment. I didn’t need him right now. I used my nose to nudge a little more of her panties aside so I could attend to her clit. It brushed her pubic hair, coarse and inviting. I love an unshaved pussy, or at least one that has only been discreetly trimmed. There is something about tight and curlies that rev my hormones.

Her hands gripped my head through the fabric of her skirt, pulling me tight against her. That helped keep out the smell of garbage, but some still snuck in. I was careful to keep my tongue well in her pussy because I didn’t want it any closer to the cold steel of the dumpster. She liked that, squirming under my undulating attention.

I sefaköy escort reached up, wanting to get a feel of her breasts, but she took her hands from my head to stop my questing fingers saying, “You’ll wrinkle my blouse.” Damn. Those tits look so fine.

With my face growing slick from her enjoyment, I worked my nose up and down to stimulate her more. Shortly, her pelvis was grinding, pressing hard against me. When her movements became frantic, I knew she was having an orgasm. I redoubled my efforts. If I gave her a great experience, she’d be coming back for more, and I wanted that. My dick had forgotten all about the acrid smell of the dumpster and was pressing hard against my pants.

Then she was pulling away from me. “We’ve been out here a long time,” she panted, her knees still pulled up.

“Not that long.” I helped her down.

“I was out here before you.” She reminded me. But that didn’t stop her from bending forward and unzipping my fly. I wanted to let her know she hadn’t been out that long before me. When she’d gone past me, I’d started tying the garbage bag closed, intending to follow her, but when she put my cock in her mouth, she sucked the words right out of me.

My head arched back, hips thrust forward. The feeling was so incredible. Without her thighs and pussy pressed against my face though, I was getting the full effect of the trash. To counter it, I licked my face, filling my throat with the taste of her again. My dick slid in and out of her mouth, coaxed by her gentle sucks.

My knees felt like the bones in them were turning to gel. I struggled to remain standing. Her mouth was incredible. In no time, I felt that familiar gathering in my balls, ejaculation was close. I leaned over and warned her, but she just mumbled something about work. As I started gushing, I heard the door behind me scrape open.

I froze, struggling to keep my hips from pumping. Sandra gagged a bit. She’d heard the door too.

“Larry,” cripes, it was Dengo, the manager, “you seen Sandra?” It seemed he couldn’t see her, my ass blocking his view. Maybe too, the dim light this late in the evening was to our benefit as well.

I didn’t want to answer, uncertain how my voice was going to sound since I was still cumming into Sandra’s mouth but, I couldn’t ignore him either. He is the boss.

“If I see her, I’ll let her know you’re looking for her.” The words rushed out of me.

“She just better not be long. You need to get back to work, too.”

“I am,” I feigned protest. “Dealing with the trash.” I picked up the bag of garbage with one hand, raising the lid of the dumpster with the other, being careful to remain between Sandra and Dengo.

The door slammed closed. I felt myself softening even though small tremors still spasmed in me.

“That was close.” Sandra stood, wiping at her mouth with the back of one hand. “Do I look okay?” She brushed at her skirt.

“You look fucking wonderful.” There were no lies in my words. She fairly glowed in my vision of her.

“Maybe we can get together later.” She traced a finger across my chest, nipple to nipple as she walked by me. “In a little nicer location.” She wrinkled her nose and then the door closed behind her.

I took a few moments to tuck myself back to safety, do up my fly, let my mind accept what had just happened. I noticed later though, when the garbage can at my station began to fill and the bus staff left the lid off, that whenever I got a whiff, my cock got stiff. A bit uncomfortable, but better than wanting to gag.

So, now I’ve been muff diving on a dumpster. Gives a whole new visual associated with dumpster diving.

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Sonya heard moaning in her daughter’s bedroom. Tiptoeing over Sonya peeked through the door. Bonnie had her top off with Justin groping her pointy naked tits as they kissed.

Suddenly Justin unzipped, releasing his extraordinary erection. Sonya gulped at the sight of the blue-veined prick… sticking straight up from a pair of heavy balls. Justin moved the stiff prick to her daughter’s lips.

Bonnie licked around the knob, nibbled down the shaft, then sucked on Justin’s sperm-filled balls… taking each hairy orb into her mouth.

Sonya knew the feeling. She’d sucked lots of hairy balls.

With a giggle Bonnie opened her lips, inhaling Justin’s pulsing prick. Craning her neck like a sword swallower, Bonnie took the entire length deep down her throat, making Sonya gag. “Unghh!”

Bonnie’s red lips clamped on the cock, bobbing her head as drool dripped out and her tits mashed against Justin’s thighs. Sonya was so proud of her daughter’s sucking skills. Like mother like daughter.

After a few minutes of sloppy prick-sucking, Justin’s cock exploded. “I’m gonna shoot!” Sonya licked her lips in vicarious delight, watching her daughter swallow load after load of squirting jism, as more goo hung from her chin.

Sonya closed her eyes, imagining Justin’s sperm wiggling down her own throat.

“Wow Bonnie, where did you learn how to suck cock that?”

Bonnie pulled away, with a thin thread of cum connecting her lips to Justin’s prick slit. She lapped it up. “I learned BJ’s from mom, watching her suck off her dates.”

“Wow, you got a great cocksucker mother…she taught you well.”

Sonya blushed at being called a ‘Great Cocksucker Mother.’ She also blushed at unknowingly teaching Bonnie how to give a BJ. But a girl should know what her mouth was made for.

Turning to leave Sonya heard Justin growl, “Now Bonnie, drop those panties and open your naked twat!”

Through the door crack Sonya saw her daughter turn pale. “No Justin. I said just a blowjob, not my pussy… I mean… I’m still a virgin.”

“It’s time to be de-virgin-ed! You little Cock Tease!”

“I am not a cock tease!!!”

“Prove it!!”

Sonya bit her lip as Bonnie hooked her thumbs in her panties and slipped them off. Her daughter lay naked and blushing with her knees tight together.

“Spread your legs. Open that fuzzy fuck-hole.”

“Okay Justin, but you… you’ll screw me gently… won’t you?”

“Sure.” Bonnie’s knees parted, showing her peach-blonde pubes and the pink crinkle of her labia.

“Wider.” Biting her lip, she spread her legs into the splits. Bonnie’s furry lips parted, opening her pink hole as her little clitty peeked out from the hood.

Sonya felt so wickedly evil, watching her naked daughter spread for her first fucking. It made Sonya’s pussy shiver with goosebumps.

Justin’s head dropped as his mouth opened, seizing Bonnie’s cunt, engulfing her pussy lips as his tongue darted inside. “Ahhh, Justin…that’s so naughty….”

Sonya imagined Justin’s tongue lapping inside her own sizzling cunt.

Bonnie jumped wildly, clenching her thighs on Justin’s head. Sonya knew his tongue found her daughter’s love button.

“Ohh yes, Justin… suck my clitty!”

Sonya’s hand instinctively slid down, rubbing her own enraged clit. Her other hand squeezed her aching tits. She watched her daughter’s twat eaten like a ripe plump. Justin’s prick stiffened again, hanging bağcılar escort down like a third leg.

The young man rose up, his rigid manhood moving to her daughter’s saliva-wet cunt. “Bonnie ask me to fuck you. Say it, say Fuck me!”

“Fuck her Justin. Fuck the piss out of her!” Sonya hissed as her cunt dripped in anticipation.

Her daughter gingerly gripped the fleshy shaft. Bonnie’s eyes teared up as she cried, “Oh Fuck me Justin! Please fuck me!” Lifting her hips up, Bonnie offered her teen pussy.

Sonya watched her daughter’s pink tissue stretch around the bulging head of Justin’s cock-knob. The long prick pushed in–piercing her hymen–Bonnie let out the virgin squeal, “Aiieee!!”

Sonya recalled her own virgin squeal… years ago… naked in the backseat with a black guy named Chunky… his fat black prick popped her cherry… and she loved it.

Justin reared back, slamming his pecker into Bonnie’s pussy. She screamed. “You’re not being gentle!!”

“Quiet, your mom will hear us.”

‘Too late,’ Sonya giggled as Justin sucked her daughter’s tits and plowed his prick balls deep into Bonnie’s pink folds… Sonya wished it was her cunt folds wrapped around Justin’s fleshy log.

After a few more strokes Bonnie moaned, threw her ankles onto Justin’s shoulders, lifted her hips, and screwed her tight fuck-socket onto his pounding shaft.

“Bonnie, does it hurt?”

“Yes… but keep fucking. Keep Fucking Me!” Sonya and Bonnie both took deep breaths as the young stud screwed faster and faster, pumping in and out of her wet cunt with loud slurping noises.

Sonya’s eyes widened when Justin pulled almost all the way out of her daughter… his cock streaked red with virgin blood… Sonya’s cunt ached.

Rubbing herself harder, Sonya’s finger slid along her burning cunt lips, tickling her love button until waves of orgasm rippled through her pussy.

Sonya saw Justin thrust in and out, ravaging the hole between her daughter’s legs. Bonnie’s pink labia clung to his shaft, pulling in and out. The energetic prick fucked faster and faster, his sweaty body slapping against Bonnie’s.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” Bonnie cried with every fuck bounce. Soon Sonya realized that the loud slap-slap echoing in the room was Justin’s heavy balls smacking Bonnie’s ass.

Justin’s head flew up. “I’m… I’m cumming!”

“Cum-cum in me!” Bonnie screamed and quivered as Justin gripped her tits and spewed. His churning cock kept pumping and gushing.

Sonya could feel Justin’s boiling cum spewing into her own fuck-hole.

Then Justin collapsed atop Bonnie, both of them drenched with sweat. He tenderly sucked her tits for a bit before rolling off. “You’re amazing.”

Bonnie looked up. “Did I feel good… down there?”

“Oh yes Honey Bunny. Like a pink velvet glove.” Sonya watched Bonnie touching her sore pussy, feeling the freshly ripped tissue.

It was nice, Sonya thought, gazing at the contented couple. They had each other. Or rather… Bonnie had Justin’s cock, and he had a sweet piece of silky pussy.

***

Sonya went to bed and dreamed about Justin’s blue-veined prick, hammering in and out of her own cunt. In the morning Sonya awoke horny. Cupping her tits, she pinched and rolled her nipples while her other hand diddled her clit.

What she wouldn’t give for a real cock…a real pussy pounder. Before Sonya could orgasm, she heard a loud moan. bahçelievler escort She put on a robe and ran down the hall, knocking on the bathroom door.

“Bonnie are you okay? I heard noises.”

“Yes mom…I’m taking a shower and um… I saw a big bug.”

“Okay hon.” Opening the door, Sonya slipped into the bathroom to get her brush. And in the mirror she noticed TWO people in the shower… Her naked daughter was bent over, with Justin behind, shoving his glistening dick up Bonnie’s ass.

The Big Bug was Justin’s Big Dick.

Sonya’s sphincter tightened as she snuck out. Sonya knew all about getting assfucked in the shower… Fuck. Now she was horny as hell and needed to finger her hole.

But the doorbell rang. “Shit, I forgot about the delivery guy. Sonya hurried to the door. In walked a handsome lad, tall and black with exceptionally long fingers.

“Hi Ma’am, I’m Jamal. Where do you want you want me to put it?”

“Put what? Oh the groceries… Over on the table.” She recognized the young man. “Hey, aren’t you Justin’s friend?”

“Yes ma’am and Justin talks about you a lot.”

“Oh really…?” Sonya recalled Justin’s lewd comment about her being a ‘Great Cocksucker.’ “…just exactly what did Justin say about me?”

“Justin says you’re like hot…really hot… and you like, arouse him.”

“Arouse him how?”

Jamal stuttered. “I- I shouldn’t have said that.”

“AROUSE HIM HOW!???”

“Um like… his woody. Justin said he wouldn’t mind knocking knees with you.”

“Knocking knees? Oh that nasty-nasty boy.” Sonya’s face burned red. “Wow it’s getting so steamy in here.” She opened the fridge, grabbed a bottle of cold water… and felt a hand rubbing her ass.

“Stop that!” Sonya spun around, slapping Jamal’s face!

Jamal lunged at her–ripping open Sonya’s robe. He groped her exposed tits as their mouths smashed together in a tongue-sucking kiss! They fell back on the table. Jamal’s hand grabbed her naked pussy.

“No Jamal! I said NO!” Sonya tried to shut her legs, but Jamal pried her knees apart, revealing her pink gash and golden pubes.

“Wow, I ain’t never banged a blondie.” Jamal reached down, fingering her wet hole.

“Stop that. No fingering–No fucking!” Sonya’s legs flew up, trying to kick him away. Then Jamal unzipped and pulled out the biggest and blackest prick she’d ever seen.

It stood straight up. A throbbing, midnight black monster. “Holy shit! Don’t put that thing in me!” Grabbing her tits, Jamal reared back, punching his black pole straight into her fuckhole.

“OOOFF!!” Sonya yelped as the fat shaft speared her pussy, ripping and stretching her tender tissue. With a sigh, Sonya lay back accepting her fucking. It’d been ages since her cunt had a good boning.

Jamal sucked her swollen nipples as his strong thighs and steel prick hammered her pussy with youthful vigor. “Ungh…Ungh…ohh Jamal… you fuck so good….”

Suddenly his long black prick hit the bottom of her cunt. “Oh my gawd!” Sonya gasped with a thousand twat-tingles. Her pussy lips gripped at his shaft. Jamal’s thick boner moved up, rubbing against her buzzing clit.

Her love button twitched, and Sonya’s overheated pussy jolted up in orgasm. “OHHH YES–I’M CUMMING!” Her pink nails gripped Jamal’s back as his young prick hammered her convulsing cunt.

Sonya quivered and blushed, embarrassed at how quickly the arnavutköy escort black stud got into her most intimate hole… And now she was climaxing on a stranger’s boner.

“I’m gonna shoot!” Jamal pulled his prick out. “Ma’am…open your mouth!”

“NOO!” Sonya screamed in surprise as a cum blast hit her nose. The spurting prick pressed into her lips and released another burst of cum. Sonya’s mouth opened.

“Suck it Ma’am!” Jamal fucked her face, his black balls bouncing off her chin as her mouth with hot jism. Sonya sucked hard on his chocolate cock, swallowing load after load. Slimy sperm ran down her gulping throat, and more goo leaked down her chin, dripping off her nipples. Sonya giggled and stuck out her sperm-covered tongue.

“YOU’RE NASTY!” She squeezed his half-limp prick. “I hope you enjoyed that.”

“Oh yes Ma’am. That was the best bang ever.” Jamal blushed. “Um Ma’am, can I take pics of your blonde snatch? It’s so sexy… and I screwed you good, didn’t I?”

“Yes you did, STUDLY.” With two fingers, Sonya opened her pink hole for his cell. “Go ahead, take pics of my cunt. You won’t be the first.” ‘Click-Click.’

After Jamal took a dozen pics, Sonya stumbled to her feet as goo ran down her thighs. “Jeez, that fucking left me all sticky. Come help me wash.”

Taking his cock Sonya led the young prick into the shower. The same shower where Justin just assfucked her daughter. Sonya’s sphincter tingled.

Under the spraying water, she washed his black cock and balls as Jamal sucked her nipples squeaky clean. Then he scrubbed her pussy and got another wonderful boner.

Sonya bent over. “Jamal have you ever done anal… you know… fucked a girl’s ass?” The stud shook his head. Sonya spread her butt cheeks. “You can do mine. I need a good butt-banging.”

“Oh yes Ma’am!” Sonya felt his wet knob pressing her anus. Glancing back, she noticed his black prick looked huge–even bigger than before! “Oh gawd, that big thing is gonna rip my ass.”

“It sure will Ma’am!” Jamal gripped her hips and shoved his erection into her tight sphincter. Her anal ring stretched around his girth. “Oh God, you’ve got a thick one.” His prick pushed deeper as her ass opened up. Sonya felt whorish and wanton at the same time. Her slutty asshole sucked it in.

“Take it ma’am.” Justin’s big hand rose up and smacked her naked butt. Sonya panted as he smacked it again and again, making her juices boil.

“Slap it-! Oh, slap my ass Jamal!” Sonya bucked her hips as he fucked her butt and spanked her ass harder. He shoved in balls-deep. Sonya felt cock-stuffed as his mammoth cock reamed out her asshole.

It was too much. Sonya writhed and bucked like a wild filly, her asshole gripping and tugging on his cock. Jamal gripped her hips and pumped faster.

“Oh God, Oh fuck… Screw my fucking ass!” Jamal reared back and speared his black-steel prick up her anal tunnel. Sonya felt every inch and rocked her hips to his thrusts. The sound of flesh against flesh filled the shower.

Then Jamal reached down, shoving a long finger into her wet pussy. It drove her wild. “Fuck me! Pound me, so hard I feel it in my throat!” Sonya clawed at the shower tiles as Jamal hammered her ass and fingered her cunt. She felt his cock swell. Jamal panted. “I’m gonna cum!”

“Shoot your cum, blast it deep. I want it so deep it spits out my mouth!””

The first blast of his burning cum erupted. Semen flooded her ravished ass tunnel. When Jamal’s finger rubbed the hard bead over her clitty Sonya jolted in orgasm. “OH YES!”

The stud kept fucking and spurting, emptying his load into her bowels. Sonya’s spasming ass muscles clenched his dick. Her vise-like ass didn’t want to let it go….

“Um… ma’am… can I have my cock back?”

“NO! Fuck me again you big-dicked bastard!!”

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(All persons engaged in sexual activity in this story are over 18 years old. Any similarities between this story and real people are purely coincidental)

I walked across campus to my office, intersecting with different streams of students as they hustled off to class. It was a beautiful, warm late September Friday in western Massachusetts. I was done teaching for the week, but it was Alumni Weekend and several students had emailed me asking to stop by my office to say hello. It was always a pleasure to see some of my former students and hear about their latest post-collegiate adventures and reminisce about the papers they wrote or book discussions they remembered. English majors all, most of them had taken my advanced 20th century literature seminar the previous spring semester.

I was keen on seeing one student in particular, Shannon Thorpe. She had emailed several weeks ago to tell me she hoped to see me Friday afternoon, rather than Saturday, when the other students planned to get to campus. I told her I would definitely be available to see her, even though she was the only reason I was on campus on a Friday. Shannon was one of those students you remembered right away. Smart, engaging, curious, a really good writer. But also sexy, mature beyond her early 20s. It was the rare undergraduate who turned me on. She was a willowy blonde, about 5’6”, a swimmer’s body. During the last few weeks of the seminar last spring, right before she graduated, she had taken to wearing very short skirts and loose tops that let her breasts nearly spill out. Most times she didn’t wear a bra, her nipples straining against the fabric of her blouses. It was hard not to stare. And I was used to forcing myself not to stare, especially in the late spring of western Mass when students began to shed their winter wear. Female students, like Shannon, increasingly showed flesh — legs, arms, chests, feet, nearly everything.

But Shannon. Shannon was the only who made it hard not to just stare at her and marvel at her beauty, and her body. And she knew it. Which is why she became increasingly underdressed. Not slutty. Just refined in her sexiness. More performative. More provocative. She would sometimes linger after class, approaching me to ask a few questions about an assignment she already knew the answer to. On occasion I would be sitting on my desk at the front of the classroom when she came up to me to ask her question. She would stand in front of me, just feet away. If I extended my arm I could have touched her breasts. As the semester wore on, she got closer and closer. I could smell her peppermint gum. I could look into her eyes. I could look down her blouse if I had wanted to. And I did want to. It took every ounce of concentration not to look. After asking her question, she would say, “thanks doc,” and turn to slowly walk out of the classroom, but not before bending over to pick up her books from her front row desk. And then she would turn her head, smile, and say, “see you later, doc.” And of course she would catch me staring at her ass.

Yes, Shannon was quite a tease. It was especially hard to take given that my partner had left me for more lucrative pastures on the West Coast after the fall semester, getting a coveted endowed chair with all kinds of perks not available at my small college. I suppose I couldn’t blame her, but it was still hard. Hard to be alone. Hard not to have sex anymore, surrounded by attractive young women I couldn’t go near physically. I wasn’t quite ready to date seriously, so I settled into a routine of working all the time and enjoying occasional fantasies of stuffing my cock and tongue into Shannon’s delicious holes.

So when I saw her email in my inbox I thought back to last spring’s seminar and those increasingly close encounters. I pictured her that final day of class, wearing a short skirt, pale blue I think, and a white top, with several buttons open. She looked radiant, the sun streaming into the big windows to illuminate her in the front row. And of course she gave a terrific presentation on The Great Gatsby, which added to her allure. As I listened to her talk, knowing that it was the last time I was going to see her, I had had to suppress thoughts of diving between her legs to ravish her cunt and then bending her over my desk to fuck her from behind until I spurted all over her ass, months of pent-up desire released in a shower of cum. But I would see her one more time, it turned out. Today. In my office. Another close encounter with Shannon.

We had a 4:00 appointment, a time on Friday when most students, faculty and staff would have cleared out. I sat in my office, both excited and anxious. Excited to see her again, anxious about what she wanted from the visit. Just a quick chat before she headed off to some party, meet up with an old boyfriend, ask for a letter of recommendation? In any case, she would be in and out in 20 minutes and then I’d be free to head home and jerk off to the thought of her hot body, one final time. As I had eyüp escort that morning to reduce the possibility of springing an erection when I saw her in one of her sexy outfits. Despite that morning exercise, my penis stiffened at the thought of her body and what I wanted to do to her. I turned to a pile of essays to ease the pressure.

When 4:00 pm rolled around and edged toward 4:15 I figured she had blown me off, one more Shannon Thorpe tease. She knew what she did to me last spring, she knew she turned me on with her end of class act. But then she walked in the door. Shannon Thorpe, in the flesh. Rather, Shannon Thorpe, her curves covered in a long blue sundress and a pink sweater, no flesh visible except for hands and face.

“Hello Professor Martin. I’m so sorry for being late. I had trouble finding a parking space,” she said, nearly out of breath.

“No worries, Ms. Thorpe,” I replied, smiling. “I was just grading some papers.”

“Thanks for meeting me today. I know you don’t normally come to campus on Fridays.”

“Happy to. It’s good to see you again.”

“It’s good to see you again, doc,” she said, giving me one of those big smiles she used

to give me as she left the classroom.

“Please, have a seat,” I said, motioning to the chair in front of my desk.

I got up from my desk chair and sat across from her in another chair; better for an informal conversation.

We stared at each other for a few moments before she spoke again.

“I wanted to see you for a few reasons, professor. First of all, I wanted to ask if you’d be willing to write a letter of recommendation for me. I’m applying to MFA programs in creative writing and I thought a letter from you would be really helpful.”

“Of course, I’d be happy to write in support of your applications,” I said, expecting the request. “You were one of my best students last semester. I’m glad you’re thinking of getting an MFA You’re a terrific writer.”

“Thank you. I’m so happy to hear you’ll do that for me. And relieved,” she said, looking down at her hands, resting on her knees.

“Why relieved?” I asked, not sure where this was going.

She hesitated for a moment before looking up at me. “Because I acted like such a slut last spring. I’m sure you thought I was a flirt, wearing those short skirts, no bra. Just another coed driving the horny professor crazy.” She stopped talking and looked down at her hands again.

“The truth is, professor, I had a mad crush on you,” she said, looking up at me again, her eyes widening. “I thought maybe I could seduce you, especially after I heard that your wife left for California. So anyway, that’s why I’m relieved you’ll be willing to write for me.”

I didn’t say anything for a moment, but just stared at here, taking in her beauty, her scent, her body, encased as it was in a dress.

“Well, if we’re being honest here, Shannon, just two adults talking, you were a tease. And you did drive me crazy.”

She looked at me and smiled. “So you did find me attractive! Sometimes I couldn’t tell, you were so cool about it.” She took off her sweater, saying it was a bit hot in my office. Her breasts strained against her sundress, no bra visible under the light gauze fabric.

I glanced at her chest for a moment before moving back to her face.

“Indeed, continuing on the honest track, I did find you very attractive. In fact, I thought you were the most attractive woman on campus.”

“So you did want me. You did want to have sex with me,” she said, staring at me.

“I did, more than anything. But college policy prohibits such things.”

“I see. Well, while we’re being honest with each other, doc, sometimes I left class so frisky I used to masturbate in the bathroom, fantasizing about getting on my knees and blowing you while you lectured on Camus or Mailer. And then I started to write erotic short stories of us having sex together, using my creative writing skills to express my desires. And then I’d masturbate while re-reading the stories. I didn’t have much sex in college, so I turned to writing as an outlet.”

She stopped, her mouth half open. “I can’t believe I’m telling you this,” she said,

looking embarrassed.

“It’s OK,” I said, not wanting the true confessions, or the visit, to end. “It’s good to talk about it. I did the same thing.”

“The same what?” she asked, leaning toward me, the tops of her breasts now visible. “You masturbated thinking about me?”

“To be honest, yes I did, though not in the bathroom,” I said with a laugh.

At that, she relaxed in her chair, relieved that she could talk freely, letting out the secrets from spring semester.

“At home then,” she said, smiling. “What did you think about when you masturbated, when you jerked off.” She pulled her chair closer to mine. “Did you fuck me in your fantasy?” she asked, emphasizing the word ‘fuck.’ “Did you cum in my mouth as I sucked your cock? In my stories you incirli escort did. You fucked me and then came in my mouth.”

I squirmed as she said the words “fuck” and “cock,” my penis straining against my pants.

She leaned back in her chair and waited for me to respond, her seductive gaze returning from the spring semester, her flirty self emerging again, this time without restraints, this time as an alumnus not as a student.

My eyes roamed up and down her body before settling on her mound, which, I realized, was not covered by underwear.

“You’re right, doc, I’m not wearing any panties. Or a bra. I never did when I was in your classroom.”

At that, my penis got even harder, thinking back to those spring days of her sitting in the front row, no panties and no bras underneath her flimsy outfits.

“Well, that is an exciting plot twist,” I said, smiling.

“You were about to tell me what you fantasized about when you jerked off,” she said, drawing her chair even closer, our knees almost touching.

“Well, OK. You shared your fantasies. It’s only fair I shared mine,” I said, incredibly turned on by her presence inches away from me.

“One of them was, yes, fucking you. After class you got on your knees while I sat in my chair, blowing me. And then you took off your top and slid my penis between your breasts, licking the head while you squeezed me between your tits.”

“These tits?” she said, lowering the straps of her sundress to expose her breasts.

I gulped, got up and locked the office door, my erection clearly visible in my pants.

I sat down on my chair and exhaled.

“Yes, those beautiful tits,” I said, staring at her breasts, which Shannon was now touching, her fingers pinching her hard nipples.

“Maybe you should release that big cock from your pants, doc. Set it free so that it can breathe. And so I can fully imagine it sliding between my tits.”

“I think you’re right, I should, to help illustrate my fantasy.” At that I stood up and took off my pants and briefs, my penis springing up, fully erect, just two feet away from her mouth.”

“Mmmm, that’s even bigger than I thought it would be,” she said, licking her lips.

“That’s a big beautiful cock, doc.”

“Well, that is what you do to me, and did to me last spring, every class,” I said, resisting the urge to thrust my meat into her mouth or between her tits.

“So, where were we in the story,” she said, staring at my erection. “I believe I was on my knees sliding your cock between my tits and licking its head.”

“Yes, you were fucking me with your breasts while you touched yourself,” I said, staring at her incredible tits, thinking how good it would feel to fuck her mouth until I showered those tits with my cum.

“While I rubbed my wet cunt?” she said, pulling her sundress off. “This wet cunt?” spreading her legs.

I stared at her nearly hairless pussy, her moist pink lips open slightly.

“Yes, you were rubbing your, your cunt. And then you began licking my penis from top to bottom, from my head down to my balls.” My penis throbbed as I stared at her pussy, imagining sliding it inside her, imagining fucking her.

“I bet that would be fun, to run my tongue up and down your big cock,” she said, licking her lips again. “And then what happened.”

I hesitated for a moment, taking in the sight of Shannon Thorpe sitting naked on my office chair just three feet away from me. She was rubbing her breasts with one hand and her cunt with the other, giving me one of those spring semester sultry smiles. My cock was at full mast, pulsating, begging me to enter one of Shannon’s holes.

“Do you want me to tell you what happens next or show you what happens next?” I said after a dramatic silence.

“Mmmm, perhaps it’s best if you act it out for me,” she said after a moment, her gaze alternating between my face and my cock. “I really want to know what comes next.”

“Perhaps we should start from the beginning,” I said, standing up. I took her hand and led her around to the back of my desk. I sat down and gently pushed her to her knees between my legs.

“Yes, let’s start at the beginning of the story,” she said, staring at my penis.

Shannon looked up at me, wide-eyed, grasped my penis, and began stroking it. Her tongue flicked out to graze the head of my cock, which throbbed in her hand.

“I believe I lick the head of this big hard cock while I fuck your shaft with my tits, is that right, professor?” Shannon was now sliding my meat between her beautiful soft breasts, lapping at my head as it emerged from her tits.

“Yes, that’s right, Ms. Thorpe. You remember the plot line well,” I said, watching her tongue slide across the head of my cock. “What comes next?”

“If I’m not mistaken,” she said between licks, “I begin rubbing my wet cunt.” She moaned as her other hand snaked between her thighs to touch her pussy. “Oh my god, I’m so wet.”

She zeytinburnu escort stopped thrusting my cock between her tits and began licking it from the head down to my balls, the next phase of my fantasy.

“I wanted to suck your cock all semester,” she said, her mouth half stuffed with my meat. “I wanted to lick it, stroke it, suck it, swallow it.”

She did all those things for several minutes, licking my cock while stroking it, then sucking it, swallowing almost half of my shaft. She moaned louder as two fingers disappeared into her pussy.

She stopped for a moment and looked up at me, still licking my shaft. “What happens next in your fantasy, professor?”

“This is what happens, Ms. Thorpe,” I said, lifting her off her knees.

I picked her up and put her on my big desk and sat back in my chair. I was inches away from her pussy, her pink lips glistening with moisture, her clitoris visible under her hood.

“God yes, eat my cunt, professor. Please, eat my cunt,” she moaned. She lay flat on the desk, rubbing her tits. It was an incredible sight.

“This is what comes next, Ms. Thorpe,” I said, sliding my tongue around the outer lips of her cunt and then up to her clit. She moaned as I began to ravish her cunt, tongue-fucking her for a moment before swirling around her clit, gently sucking it then sliding back into her wet hole. Her right hand reached out to grasp my head, pulling my tongue deeper inside her.

“That feels good, doc. That feels really good. Just like in one of my stories. Eat me, doc,” she said, moaning softly, pushing her mound against my tongue.

“Delicious,” I said as I resumed licking and sucking her sweet cunt.

And she was delicious. I could have eaten her for hours. But my cock throbbed, begging me to slide it inside that tight juicy hole. I stood up and began rubbing her clit.

“I need to show you what comes next, Ms. Thorpe. This is what comes next,” I said, putting the head of my penis between the lips of her pussy.

“Do you want me to fuck you now,” I asked, seeking permission for this next stage of my fantasy, and hers.

“Yes, doc, put that big cock in my cunt. I want you to fuck me. I wanted you to fuck me all semester,” she said, moaning as my thick shaft eased inside her tight hole.

We both groaned as I began fucking her, slowly at first, pushing all the way inside her warm depths and then pulling out until just my head remained between her tender lips. I pulled her off the desk a few inches and grabbed her ankles.

“Fuck me with that big hard cock, doc,” she moaned, rubbing her clit as I pounded her cunt, fucking her now with long hard strokes. “You’re going to make me cum.”

After a minute or so I felt her pussy tighten around my meat, her hand mashing her clit as I kept thrusting inside her clenching hole. She groaned and then convulsed several times, arching her back, one hand still rubbing her clit, the other her breasts.

“Fuck, I’m cumming,” she cried, “I’m cumming.” She lay flat against the desk while I rammed my cock into her cunt several more times.

“I have to cum,” I said, pulling out of her oozing hole. I got on the desk and straddled her chest. She grabbed my cock as it began to spurt onto her tits, taking me into her

mouth to swallow my second load. She stroked my meat several times, coaxing a third stream of cum onto her tits before putting me back into her mouth. She gently licked my head as I softened, lapping up a final strand of cum.

I looked down at her doing that and at the cum that covered her breasts. For the first time I kissed her, my tongue sliding between her cum-covered lips. She kissed me back, sucking my tongue, mashing her lips against mine, tasting her cunt on my tongue.

We lay flat on the desk, silent for a few moments, both drained from an incredible sexual experience, fueled by months of fantasies.

“What a great ending to the story, doc,” she said, as she curled around me. “What a great orgasm.”

“Incredible,” was all I could say.

After a few more minutes, she said, “I can’t imagine a better Alumni Weekend. Unless, of course, we do this again next September.” She looked up at me and gave me one of her sexy smiles.

“I think it’s the start of a great tradition,” I mustered, not convinced that she would return next September. No doubt she would find romance soon. She was too beautiful, and too smart.

“I have more stories to act out,” she said, nuzzling one of my nipples before kissing me hard on the mouth. “I may have to visit sooner than September.”

“I’ll be in my office when you do,” I said, kissing her back. “Or wherever you want to act out your stories.”

We lay together for a few more minutes before she got up, finding some tissues to clean the cum off her breasts.

We got dressed and then sat back in the chairs where we began. I told her I’d begin composing my letter of recommendation and she promised to give me updates on where she was going to apply.

Before she left she put a manila envelope on my desk. “Some evening reading for you,” she said, giving me another sultry smile. “I welcome your feedback as always, professor.”

She hugged me, gave me a kiss, and then turned to leave. Before she left the office, she turned and said, “see you later, doc.” And then she was gone.

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