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Friday’s Short Story Series “Lyn”

Cheating in the Bible Belt

An act of fiction, all characters are over the age of 18.

Each Friday, I intend to publish a short story for my followers, with Literotica’s approval of course. Enjoy.

Married at 19 to my wife, Catherine, or Cat for short, we had lived in a mobile home for a little over a year. Then during the first housing crisis the Dallas housing market turned upside down. Houses were cheap but interest rates were a sky high. The defense industry was in the dumps and houses could be picked up for back payments and assumption of loans. Mobile homes were going for top dollar, which was a reversal of normal market oddity. Getting a great sale price on the mobile home afforded the down payment of a great deal on a 2,900 square foot house in the mid cities for making up back payments and assuming the mortgage.

It was a lot of house for two DINKS, double income, no kids, 20-year-old newlyweds. All of our possessions fit living room and kitchen of the house. Forget that it had a huge game room with fireplace, formal living, informal living, laundry room, 3 bedrooms, two baths and a four-car garage on 1 acre in the center of the Dallas-Fort Worth metro area. As any normal couple would do, we charged credit cards to the max, buying appliances, a pool table, furniture, pictures for the walls, king bed, riding mower and all things necessary and unnecessary soon finding us $40,000 in credit card debt. Lol, to be young, dumb and full of cum, right?

One hobby, radio control planes, which I had spent far too much on, finally yielded a payoff. I had built this monster P51 world war two fighter with an 8-foot wingspan and a friend offered to buy it for $1500 just before it was finished. With the sale of my other trainers, and miscellaneous other R/C crap I found myself with about $3200 dollars.

Rather than apply it to outstanding loans, I did what anyone with good common sense would do, I rolled the whole amount and purchased half interest in a Cessna 150, a 2 seat “real” airplane, from a flight school without having a license to fly! A friend and I paid the $5,900 and began our flight training. The deal was they would include an instructor for the 40 hours of flying time to get each of our licenses. Score!

Looking back, this is where my wife and I’s interests began to diverge. Heights scared the hell out of her, and her interests found solace in horses. A quarter horse purchased at a local stable satisfied her insatiable need keeping up with the Jones, for although added the financial pressure of feed, vet bills, stable boarding, shoeing, tack and accessories added to that of my aviation fuel, tires, maintenance, and inspections to an already strapped budget. Fuck we were in deep, and I was a s guilty as any asshole out there.

But wait, this story is about getting some strange on the side, and I am getting off track…

So, our schedules had diverged. we both worked corporate jobs, bringing in pretty good coin, but after work especially on nicer days, which we have a lot of in Dallas, I would head to the airfield, she would spend it at the stables. This gave us both opportunities. (don’t judge yet, this is the beginning of many stories)

The house next door had sold in a foreclosure as many did in that time. A guy that looks like Bob Ross, “The Joy of Painting” guy painting landscapes on PBS for so many years moved in next door. Spitting image, white guy, afro hairdo, tall, lean, soft spoken, beard but he was not Bob Ross, otherwise this story might have been better illustrated.

He was like almost all others in the neighborhood, married. His wife, Lyn, was Vietnamese and had a small daughter maybe 7-8 years old. Bob, who I do not remember his real name, was an off shore oil worker. He would come into town for about a week or 10 days and then be gone for almost a month on a rinse and repeat schedule.

Lyn spoke with a heavy accent, and did not appear to have a job, nor did she socialize with me or my wife Cat, keeping to herself and driving her little girl to and from school, shopping, and as far as I could tell was basically retired at 30. She was one hot piece of ass, and I could see why Bob would come back every month.

It was one day, when I pulled up from work, when she had the garage door open that she came to me and asked in somewhat broken English if I could help her. Thinking nothing of it I walked to their garage and she asked if I could move some weights from a weight bench into the garage. I guess it was Bob’s weights, and they were set up in the informal living room. Of varying sizes, I carried each and placed a couple stacks into the garage. There were quite a few and it took maybe 20 minutes to finish the task.

To be honest, I would have done a favor like this for any neighbor, but I have always had a predilection for sweet, tight, petite women of any nationality and she was no exception.

In our 20 minutes, canlı bahis şirketleri it became obvious that she was somewhat attracted to me, she was making an effort to compliment me about my strength, although I was only generally carrying out one weight at a time, she wrapped her hands around my biceps at one point. Her English was quite broken, and I could see where employment might be difficult for her.

Her daughter, only 8 or so spoke better English and translated to some degree. After finishing the task at hand, I told her daughter that I usually arrive at home around 4:30 or so and if her mom needs any more help to raise the flag on her mailbox shortly before I got home. I thought this was a very discreet way of letting her know how to contact me without tipping off my wife.

Her daughter translated, and she smiled and said thank you. I left not knowing if she understood my offer or if I would ever see the flag raised.

It was Thursday of the same week; I looked every day when I pulled into the Cul-de-sac when I broke into a smile. The flag was up!

It would be at least an hour and a half before Cat got home. I pulled my truck into the drive stepped out and walked next door, with a short detour to the mailbox to lower the flag. Taking a quick look around, no neighbors were out so I walked to Lyn’s door and pressed the bell.

Lyn opened the door smiling, I can remember the look on her face to this day. A girl at Christmas morning looking at her present unopened.

“Hi Lyn, do you want me to come in?” I pointed in the house, making sure she understood, but also applying the double meaning which I am sure she did not understand.

She was dressed in what I would describe as a nice form fitting little black cocktail dress outfit with high heels. Totally inappropriate for lounging around the house on a Thursday afternoon, unless your intent is a photo shoot of what a five-foot-tall Vietnamese hard body model/prostitute look is what you are going for. One look at that dress, and I had a pretty good idea that things might be going well for me today.

Communication, is always the key. She had done her part coming to the door in that dress. Well, I guess she could have come to the door in some lingerie and that would have removed all doubt. lol

“Hi Eban” she said her voice not quite getting out the v in Evan. nevertheless her eyes were beaming, and she gazed directly into mine as she let me in the door.

“I make you some cookies for help me” she said. I thought, Betty Crocker in a “fuck me” black tight evening dress, right.

She pointed at the couch, on the coffee table was a tray of cookies. Harmless enough.

I sat, still in work attire, Khaki’s and a polo.

She sat beside me, and fed me a cookie. ” Thank you for your help – house is all clean now!”

It did look much better than when I was moving the weights out.

I began wondering where her daughter was and what were the chances of fucking her before my wife returned home from work.

“Where is Anh? ” I asked

“She at friends.” She said dismissively waving her hand.

I had had two cookies and had decided they were probably store bought, although it would not stop me from tasting her cookies further.

“Do you have something to drink?” the second cookie leaving me a bit parched.

“Yes- come here.” she motioned as she led with the high heels clicking on the tile as she headed toward the kitchen.

I watched her tight little body in that black dress and long black hair swaying as she moved away from me and my cock stirred as I thought of the possibilities.

When I arrived in the kitchen, she had poured two shots of Vodka Hanoi, I am not much of a cookies and vodka kind of guy I followed the adage, if she wants vodka and cookies so do you rule…. lmao

Not sure how to spell it but she said “Yooooo” which I took to mean “Cheers” and then threw back what I consider a vile vodka that almost had a licorice aftertaste.

She poured another, and following the cookies and vodka rule said “Yooooo!” imitating her and threw back another. I thought though that showing up home and drunk would not be the best plan, I decided to push a bit and see how far I could get. I took my right hand and cupped her ear weaving my fingers into her long straight black hair. I leaned in and down for she was a full 12″ shorter than me and kissed her.

Her lips, small but soft took the embrace. Her eyes closed in surrender. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and pulled her head closer, moving my left hand to her hip, her waist was tiny, and she had a nice change of shape between her waist and her hip, which made my cock stir immediately.

I was married, she was married. Forbidden fruit. We both have something to lose if our partners find out.

She has a tight, delicate mouth, her lips encircled my tongue, and I start stroking my tongue in and out of her. Her lips sucked my hard tongue simulating a tight pussy and I made my tongue rigid and begin canlı kaçak iddaa working her, plunging my tongue harder and deeper into and out of her mouth. her lips firmly surrounding my intruding flesh. I push in and hold my tongue in her and stiffen and relax simulating a cock spasming into her mouth… She opened her eyes in a moment of shock and stared into my eyes, a willing accomplice in our act of infidelity at minimum, possibly the architect of the impending sin to follow.

She holds very still until I withdraw allowing my tongue to soften in her mouth, slowly withdrawing like a softening cock. She is very delicate, she did not resist my advances, nor did she obviously initiate them, a decision had to be reached at that moment.

I turn her, and push her waist into the kitchen counter. My cock nearly erect, still in my pants, I push myself into her and pin her against the counter. My right hand on her throat, not forcefully, just letting her know who is in command. My left hand squeezes her left buttocks momentarily and then slides up her tiny waist and over her left breast. Small but firm, erect nipple.

I am so horny, and she has put up no resistance whatsoever, her neck yielding to my hand.

How do you ask a polite, married, hot Vietnamese neighbor who speaks almost no English if she wants to fuck? In my years, bold actions outweigh timid ones, so I began unbuckling my belt and fighting with my Khaki’s which have so many steps to disrobe I have often thought of them as chastity belts for men.

In her first act of reluctance, she said, “No, we are married, we not do.” she says looking over her shoulder, her back to me but her neck craned to look into my eyes, my pelvis somewhat pinning her ass to the kitchen counter.

I doubted this act of reluctance, so I pushed on.

“Take your dress off, I do not want to ruin it with cum stains.” I moved her hair aside brushing her long hair in front of her, allowing access to the rear zipper of her dress, unzipping her dress.

“Wait, wait. I get in much trouble if Bob finds out. “she says.

“I will not tell Bob, are you on the pill? I diverted.

She nodded yes.

“Then you can’t get pregnant and Bob will never know, plus you must get lonely by yourself.” I reasoned.

I turned her around, kissed her again and lowered my left hand below her skirt and raised it high enough to move my hand to her snatch. She was soaking wet. There was no doubt that she felt the heat and excitement of the moment, regardless of verbal reservations. I eased the dress off of her shoulders with my right hand and in two motions later it had fallen to her crotch only keeping it from falling to her ankles by my hand rubbing her womanhood. The only objection that could be noted was a quivering of her thighs. Simply removing my hand momentarily let gravity disrobe her, and I slid my hand down the front of her panties reaching the inevitable goal. Slick, wet, inviting, tender nubbin and folded lips, she quivered and sucked on my lower lip as I explored her.

I stood in my boxers, khaki’s around my ankles, she was braless only her black panties remaining, my hand intruding. .

“Fuck here or in bed?” I asked.

Her guilty eyes dropped again.

“Bedroom.” she almost whispered as in defeat.

I reached to the floor and pulled off one of her shoes then the other as she stepped out of the dress.

I followed suit leaving my pants and shoes in the kitchen and then picked up this tiny woman and walked her toward the bedrooms. Like carrying a bride, she perked right up all smiles pointing the way. Maybe she had not been carried over the threshold before.

I lay her on Bob’s marital bed and then stripped the comforter back, she wiggled a bit to allow us to expose the sheets. Gorgeous. Petite, tiny, long flowing straight black hair, in Bob’s bed with his wedding ring and engagement ring on, a big rock on her tiny fingers, and in a minute or so I was going to be plowing her for the first of many times over the coming months.

I dropped my boxers, precum leaking and hanging from my cock like a dog drooling over a steak on the grill, I wanted her to suck me, fuck me, flip her over and then do her tight tiny ass, but time was ticking and Cat would be home soon. It would be hard to explain where I was not at home and my truck was in the drive.

I pulled her toward me as I stood by the hedge of the bed, I raised her legs onto my shoulders and lifted her ass enough to slip off her panties. Exposed now, she had a small landing strip, neatly trimmed and spotlessly shaved otherwise. Awesome.

I was ready and decided to forgo any foreplay and standing beside the bed with her legs raised I simply guided my cock to her already wet and waiting body. Sex is the universal language and despite our differences, she understood and reached for my approaching cock and guided into her loveliness. She was exquisitely warm, wet and velvety soft. I pushed in almost to my full depth before she tried to move away. About canlı kaçak bahis an inch more and I would be fully buried into her. I started long stroking her right away, and she reacted with a huge smile and a crumpled brow that indicated to me that she was pleased if not slightly uncomfortable as I reached near full depth.

I climbed on the bed, missionary style but then raised myself on all four-doggy style over her.

I told her “Grab your hands around my neck” she complied.

I lowered my cock into her fully, my pelvis against hers. “now lock your feet together around me.”

She raised her legs, and halfway hooked them on my back but did not lock her ankles together.

I tried to raise her from the mattress, and her legs slipped off and then her hands. She looked confused.

“Lock your legs together like this.” I sat up moving her legs into place and locking her ankles, still embedded in her.

I then motioned with my hands, and resumed the missionary position.

Now she firmly locked he legs around my waist and her arms around my neck.

I lifted up on all four-doggy style, raising her, I impaled little tight body as she suspended herself, my cock intruding into her tight wet pussy.

She hung below me, the only points of contact were my cock inside her, her wrists holding wrapped around my neck, her ankles and calves hanging against my back. I began a rocking forward and back motion and she swung impaling and retreating on my cock, hanging free, only the motion keeping contact of my cock into her wet hole.

This is one of my personal favorite sexual positions and while I definitely did not invent it, I have watched many a porn video and have never seen it, thus in an effort to name it I called it “swinging sweet meat”.

A strong, light woman can hang on for quite some time, especially if you lower her so she can get a new purchase on her grip when you begin to feel her slipping. This level of physical effort brings to her quickened deep breathing, looking into her eyes as you swing her is the right amount of eye candy to excite her (and you), and when she finally cums, dropping off exhausted and sated, you are in a great position to choose how to finish your cock rider, by cumming in her, on her, climb up for a short titty fuck and depositing a pearl necklace or painting her face with a great facial or my favorite stuffing her waiting mouth with a pussy juice covered cock while she is pinned to the mattress. All good options.

Lyn had never been manhandled in this way before and was light and strong, as her desire built she began swinging enthusiastically and soon the slap-slap rhythm of pounding flesh rang loud in the room, she was looking into my eyes and muttering something in Vietnamese I did not understand. Her face was scrunched, her breathing now broken, she pulled with her legs tightening and deepening the impaling of herself fully on me as she came. Pushing and rocking her tight snatch hard against the base of my root.

It had to take a lot of strength for her to raise herself and fully impale herself on my cock as she came, I have never had a woman do this before or ever again. Cock hungry, she wanted me as deep as possible as she came hard and was willing to work for it. She looked into my eyes quivered and collapsed falling to the bed in a free fall, leaving my cock wet and unattended.

I was enjoying this new tight married pussy. I was unsated and knew I was going to cum big. Another favorite thing I enjoy when fucking another guys wife is to make sure I cum on her wedding ring so when she looks at it she remembers me, even if it is a one-off experience. This is a personal favorite especially if she is sucking cock and does not swallow letting it flow back all over her hands, covering her ring. Awesome.

All this would be to hard to explain to Lyn in the moments that followed, so I simply reached for her hand and slipped off her wedding band and engagement ring, Nice big diamond. Even after the fucking she was reluctant as to what I was doing. I just said “It’s OK, put them in your mouth” she hesitated but did, not completely understanding but complied. I pulled pillows to her head so she could place her head on them and tilting her head forward somewhat. I straddled her torso and presented my cock to her, pulling it quickly masturbating 10, 20, 30 strokes. She then understood and opened her mouth, rings on her tongue waiting, looking into my eyes.

The first rope of cum hit her on the tip of the nose, hanging across her upper lip and down to the rings on her tongue. Second rope, perfect. Huge shot across the bow of the rings covering her tongue. Thick, sticky white cum covered the rings. I held my aim and discharged several more shots on target covering the rings and her tongue until I was spent. Fucking incredible. I would never forget the mental picture of that moment.

As I straddled her torso, I sat back and supporting my weight on my calves and heels so not to crush her.

She pulled the rings back into her mouth, moved them around a bit and swallowed leaving the rings in her mouth. She pulled the now cleaned rings from her lips, and in a surprise move rest them on the top of my now less than rigid cock in some kind of symbolic present. Good Girl.

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As I grow older, I discover in myself a passion for a lot of things. My name is Roger and I am an adventurer of sorts. Five feet ten inches tall, lean and in good shape. A good-looking black man in his early forties. I was once in the U.S. Marines and after that, I was a police officer with the Los Angeles Police Department. I loved my job but hey, eventually all good things come to an end. I had to retire. I needed to do something new with my life. Police work had grown boring for me.

I picked up a girl Theresa at this bar one night. Theresa was a chubby, pretty-faced Hispanic girl who didn’t look a day over nineteen. Her figure was large and lovely and her booty was big, round and simply hot. This Mexican gal worked as a security guard to help pay for college. I was flirting with her and dancing all night. We ended up going home together. It was a lot of fun. This girl was simply wild. We had barely gotten to my place that she practically ripped my clothes off. Theresa kissed me, then went straight for the dick. She sucked my cock and balls. I looked at her and stroked her short hair as she sucked me off. I closed my eyes and enjoyed what she was doing to me. I don’t know where this girl learned to suck dick but she was pretty damn good.

When I came, Theresa drank my seed. Next, I returned the favor by eating her thoroughly shaved pussy. Yeah, I like lapping up young broads. I fingered her and licked her to ecstasy. Afterwards, we did our thing. Theresa climbed on top of me and began riding my dick. I was holding onto her hips and thrusting into her like there was no tomorrow. I loved the feel of her tight pussy. We fucked and sucked the night away. I put her in a cab the next morning. Her dorm was pretty far away.

Yeah, it was a lot of fun being retired. Next woman I hooked up with was Hilda, a tall, large woman with blonde hair güvenilir bahis and green eyes. This large dame with friendly eyes came from Germany. Back in her country, Hilda was in the army. We talked about the service. Soldiers are soldiers no matter where they are. Hilda told me stories of her sleeping with young male soldiers in the army. Hell, she confessed to me that she slept with a few of the women too. We laughed about that one. Hilda was bisexual. I didn’t care. All I wanted was to get her into bed, and I did.

I took Hilda home and man, she gave me a treat! Hilda sucked my cock and balls like no one has before. At least, not by a woman. Once, while at the academy, I was sexually frustrated since there weren’t a lot of females around. A gay recruit helped me deal with my frustrations. His name was James and he was the best cocksucker ever. I let him suck my dick and later rewarded him by shoving my cock up his ass for a few nights. He was the best cocksucker ever. Hilda was almost as good, which means a lot.

Hilda sucked my dick and when I came,. this Germany beauty drank my cum. Next, we fucked. Hilda got on all fours and spread her butt cheeks, which were fairly large but lovely. I was surprised. Most females just don’t volunteer for anal sex the first time you hook up with them. Well, this girl did. I pressed my cock against Hilda’s back door and slid it into her asshole. Man, the feeling of a woman’s tight ass around my dick felt so good, I almost shot off right away. Hilda pressed her big butt against me and I began thrusting into her, shoving my dick deep into her asshole.

I was humping Hilda’s butt like there was no tomorrow. The big girl began cursing in German. I had a pretty good idea what she was saying. People of all cultures cuss while fucking. I continued to drill my cock into her asshole for the better part of türkçe bahis a half hour, until I couldn’t take it anymore, then I came. I filled her asshole with my cum. Hilda screamed loud enough to wake the dead. Later, we lay there, gasping and sweating. Hilda kissed me, and we went to sleep.

The sex with Hilda was so great that I began to make it a regular event. Still, I wanted something she didn’t have. One night, I went to a gay bar and picked up a dude. A tall, lean and muscular Latin stud named Emilio. He was simply hot. Emilio was bisexual, something that was taboo in the macho Latin culture so he kept it a secret from his wife and family. His secret was safe with me. The black community didn’t like gays either.

Emilio and I took a shower together, then we got busy. He bent down and sucked my dick. I felt his warm lips suck my cock and balls. He was so good at it, better than Hilda and James had been. I stroked his hair as he sucked me off. Later, I returned the favor by sucking his long and thick, uncircumcised Latin cock. Emilio made a confession to me as I sucked his dick. He told me that he’d always been a bottom with men and that he wondered what it would feel like to fuck a man in the ass. I stopped sucking his dick for a moment and asked him if he had ever fucked his woman in the ass. He nodded. I told him that man booty felt just as good, if not better. He ended up trying mine. Emilio bent me over and shoved his cock into my ass. I had never been fucked in the ass before. This was a first for me. I felt his hard cock ramming into me and although it hurt, I was starting to like it. He pounded into me, hard and quick. I screamed loudly, in both pain and pleasure as his giant prick ravaged my hole. Finally, he came, sending his hot cum deep inside me. He held me, since I was near collapsing. Later, we laughed and exited the shower.

Two güvenilir bahis siteleri days after Emilio left, I slept peacefully. I woke up in the middle of the night to find Hilda knocking on my door. Apparently, the towering German girl had a surprise for me. In spite of the late hour, I was curious. Hilda was wearing a black leather outfit under her jacket. It fit nicely over her big, sexy body. I gasped when I saw the strap on dildo that was fixed to a leather harness around her waist. I looked at Hilda. She winked at me. Smiling, I invited her inside.

We ended up having more fun that night than all the other nights combined. Hilda greased up my asshole before shoving the dildo inside me. I stroked myself as the big girl shoved the dildo up my ass. I must say the sight of her, big and sexy, was hot to me. Hilda whispered some sweet words in German to me as she fucked my ass with her dildo. The action was so hot that I soon came. Hilda pulled out of me. I kissed her. I wanted very much to return the favor. Hilda complied by getting on all fours and spreading her butt cheeks wide open. I slid my dick into her asshole, and pushed until I was buried up to my balls. Hilda screamed. Roaring, I fucked her big sexy ass like there was no tomorrow. We both came many times that night.

Man, these days I was having so much fun that I couldn’t believe it. Let me tell you about one of those weeks of mine. On Friday, I went to Theresa’s dorm. We kissed, and then she rode my dick like a Texan cowgirl on a wild horse. I loved her sweet Latin pussy. On Saturday, I visited Emilio at work. He sucked my dick in the men’s bathroom and I repaid him for the fucking he gave me the other day by burying my dick up his fantastic Latin ass. He loved it. Sunday I spent with Hilda. The German girl was so damn kinky and hot. I fucked her ass so much that I’m pretty sure her anus is permanently dilated. She did the same thing to mine with her thick black dildo. We made each other scream loud enough to wake the dead. It was a lot of fun. You know what? I think I’m going to enjoy being retired!

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At last I was opening the inner box. Four days before, on my birthday, I’d unwrapped a present from an old friend, but inside it had been another box in different wrapping, and a note.

Sweetheart,

I wanted you to have something to open on the day, but to enjoy this present properly, you’ll need

privacy for an evening, a place to comfortably recline, and a CD player. Open the inner box when you have these things to hand. Happy Birthday!

Love, Mark

I knew, “… a place to comfortably recline …” was meant seriously: I know my friend’s turn of mind. Now at last the conditions were met. I was home, I’d showered, I was sitting on the edge of my bed, and I was bursting with anticipation.

There were several things within the inner box. There was a delicate glass and a bottle of fine liqueur, a small box of Godiva chocolate with its golden orange wrapping, a bottle of essence of sandalwood, a CD, and a hinged box which had probably once held a necklace from Penney’s. This last was the strangest, for it had been repacked with foam padding and it protected a very tiny bottle. As I held the bottle up to the light, I could see within it but one drop of a thick, pinkish fluid. A handwritten label read, “Erosia.” I put the CD in the player, and set it running.

“Happy birthday sweetheart!” I heard his voice say. “Presumably you’re alone, with time to enjoy your gift properly. The major part of it is the Oil of Erosia; the rest is just to enhance the experience. After a bit, I’ll tell you how to use it. But for now, open the other items and lie back and enjoy them. At first, I’ll try to set a mood.”

Romantic music began to play, and it seemed clear he intended the evening to be a treat for the senses. I poured my drink and tasted one of the chocolates. I released the sandalwood scent and lay back as I’d been directed. I began slowly to feel myself relax. Within a minute or so, the tensions of my stressful job were losing their grip on me. My friend’s voice began to overlay the mellow saxophone and violin composition on the CD. “I remember the first time we made love,” he said. “Interesting, I think, after all the patience it took us to reach the day, when it finally came we were so urgent we didn’t even make it to the bedroom.” I flushed warm with remembering, and lay rapt as he recounted it for us. Within a few minutes I realized, as he must have known I would, what sense was missing: that of touch. I shrugged off my bathrobe and cast it aside. I let my hands slide over my rounded illegal bahis tummy, since at that moment he was recounting his appreciation for that particular one of my curves. As the CD played, I let his words guide my hands over my other curves in turn as he mentioned them, pausing only enough to nibble the candies and to sip the wine and breathe in the arousing scent of sandalwood.

My reverie was interrupted as the disc went to the next track. “Now it’s time for your real present, sweetheart. Open the little bottle carefully; there’s only one drop and you don’t want to spill it. It goes right on the tip of your sweet spot, all at once, and don’t miss!”

The music then resumed, and I considered what I’d heard with my eyes wide with surprise. My friend was a biochemist, and very resourceful. What would his concoction do to my “sweet spot,” his euphemism for my clitoris? I realized, without much surprise considering my state, that I was anxious to find out. I took up the bottle and carefully broke the seal and uncapped it. I reached down, and with the first and third fingers of my left hand, I separated first my outer, and then my inner lips. With my second finger, I pressed inwards and pulled upwards at the base of my clit, exposing its tip to its greatest extent. I tipped the tiny bottle over it, and waited while the thick liquid within it pooled slowly into a drop on its rim. At last, the drop fell that fraction of an inch that separated it from my most sensitive place.

I was surprised at how quickly it soaked in through the pink skin where it landed: it was gone within a second. A very pleasant warmth was noticeable right away, and it seemed that I could feel some subtle rhythm in my tiny organ. I set the bottle down, intending to use my right hand to explore and see how the oil would change my sensations. But before I could address this exploration, the situation abruptly changed.

I don’t know exactly how much my sensitivity to pleasure was magnified, but I don’t think a thousand times is an exaggeration. Just the pressure of my pulse in its tiny arteries was enough stimulation to drive every pleasure nerve in my clitoris right to the firewall. Five heartbeats – somehow through it all I remember that number distinctly – was all it took to propel me to my first orgasm. As my release shook me, I reflexively reached for the place with my hand. Mistake! To actually touch my pink pearl at this point, to brush it with the tips of my fingers, was a pleasure so sweet and intense it seemed no mortal illegal bahis siteleri could bear it. But somehow I had to bear it, though I snatched my hand away as hastily as if I’d scalded it. The orgasm that touch caused rolled on and on. Did it last for a minute? Two? I was no objective witness at the time, I just quivered in the grip of it. At last I got a respite, but it only allowed me to catch a gulp of air in a hasty gasp. For my heart was still beating, and the pressure of my pulse was still all the excuse my clitoris needed. My respite was five heartbeats, each one rebuilding the erotic tension within me, and then I was coming again.

For some time I lay as still as I could and that rhythm defined my universe: an orgasm, then five pulses of build-up to the next one. I relaxed into it, letting the climaxes wash over me, letting everything else go and just being ecstasy. Gradually, however, the build-up began to take a little longer. Six heartbeats, then seven. I still just let it happen, setting aside everything and fully feeling the gradually slowing pattern of sexual tension and release from that tension. Sometime later, several hundred climaxes later, I think, it stirred my awareness that I hadn’t come in almost half a minute. My clitoris was still throbbing at the very edge of orgasm, but by itself was just barely short of the needed energy. I carefully tried to stretch my calves a bit…but no way! The attempted motion brushed my labia together for just an instant and I was coming again. I was smiling over my happy predicament, when for the first time in many minutes, my friend’s voice overlaid the soft music. He said, “Sweetheart, I love you.” My heart swelled with emotion, and in sympathetic response my clitoris swelled with passion. I went right back over the cliff, and when I could think again I whispered, “That rascal! Now he’ll brag he can make me come just by saying, “I love you.”

Now an orgasm is a very fine thing, but there’s also a lot to be said for the sensation of being almost there. Now that the oil had worn off slightly, I was in a perfect place to enjoy that sensation. I lay there quivering on the verge until I could bear it no longer. When this point was achieved, I simply squeezed my thighs together and came. I guess I stayed in that mode for about fifteen minutes, though towards the end of it I needed the touch of a fingertip to prompt the explosion, rather than just thigh pressure. The effect was slowly wearing off, and I’ll guess that at that point I was only a hundred times canlı bahis siteleri more sensitive to pleasure than usual. I marveled at the specificity of the Erosia: if I’d become as extravagantly sensitive to temperature or pain, the experience would have been torture and not delight. But somehow, the effect was confined only to pleasure and I couldn’t hurt myself with it.

I slowly stretched muscles that were a little tense from involuntary contraction in sympathy with hundreds of orgasms. As I did, I smiled as a sweet notion struck me. I reached carefully for all my pillows and laid them in a line beside me. Then I rolled myself over on top of them and fantasized a lover beneath me. I began rhythmically pressing my hips against a pillow and imagined that my friend was once again my lover as of old. This part of my present was wonderful too, though less intense than the first part: I could now control my sensations rather than be controlled by them. I climaxed effortlessly whenever the script of the fantasies I was playing in my mind implied that I should.

When an hour had passed since applying the oil, the effect was nearly gone. I was once again lying on my back, letting my hands drift across the rest of my body to give all of my skin a feeling of a closure to the experience. The music on the soundtrack diminished and then ended, and my friend’s voice reappeared, saying, “And that’s your present, sweetheart. I hope you liked it. Call me when you get a chance. Happy Birthday!” The CD reached the end, and the player went into standby. I smiled and reached to turn out the lamp. Normally I feel energized and not depleted by orgasm, but then I’d never had hundreds in one frantic hour before. My nervous system had used up all its reserves and I was asleep by the time my hand was back in the bed.

I called him the next day of course, and made clear my appreciation for his gift. He asked obliquely and I admitted that the, “I love you,” had been timed correctly to bring on climax; you could almost hear his grin over the telephone line. I said the only thing that could have made it better was to have had two drops in the bottle.

He replied, “Well, that’s precaution, sweetheart, not parsimony. You see, the active ingredient is neutralized in the body by binding with a protein within the target cells. But the protein is usually only produced in small amounts: the promoter at the beginning of the gene sequence is only a weak one unless the cell is in active growth and producing more cell wall, which developed nerve cells usually aren’t. This makes the clearance curve extremely non-linear.”

I said, “Could I hear that again, this time in English?”

There was a slight pause, then, “One drop wears off in a hour, two drops wears off in a month!”

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I knew from the moment they met that there was some chemistry between my old friend and my girl. It wasn’t that I felt in any way threatened by this, it was just hard not to notice; Sometimes people just connect instantly like that. What I took from the way they interacted however, was that under different circumstances, they would be very likely to end up going home together. I imagined this chance meeting taking place at a bar or concert, most likely out with friends.

They just looked compatible – sexually – and while I felt some sense of safety in the back of my head that they would never make a cute couple or anything, I was kind of surprised how okay I was with the energy I knew they felt too.

He’s a pretty good guy and I knew he would be the last person to ever try anything behind my back. She is, of course, very loyal, but I knew she had her desires; her fantasies. The real danger was that I was so turned on by the idea of fulfilling her desires; so ready to say ‘yes’ to anything that would lead to her pleasure. I knew it would get me into trouble some day, but part of me wanted it.

They flirted – not as if I wasn’t there, more feeling each other out – and I watched with a smile on my face as I saw the connection form. I knew he had a reputation. Not in a sleazy or chauvinistic way, more so that I knew from some girls that he knew how to please them. He was good at what he did and had an air of confidence about him. I know how to please my girl, but at the same time, ‘variety is the spice of life’, I thought. We had a lot of fun that night, the three of us running around town, laughing, acting like young, careless kids. The bond forming between them was part friendship, part sexual tension. There was an unspoken intensity between them and when we finally parted with my friend, I wasted not time in delving into her thoughts on the night and, more importantly, him.

“He seems like a really good guy” was the first response I got. Fair enough. I agreed and we continued to discuss it. The look on her face said ‘I know what you want to hear… and I’m not going to tell you.’ but I knew.

Months passed, things were as wonderful as ever between us, in and out of the bedroom. I had talked to my friend a handful of times, but he rarely mentioned her. How could he not find her attractive? Was she his type? I don’t know. What I did know, is that most men find her attractive. They want her, for a night, forever… they like what they see. With most men, it’s not a thought I entertain, nor is it for her. They’re typical, they’re desperate, they’re pathetic.

Every once in a while, the topic of a threesome would come up. It’s a hard subject to come to a consensus on, because there are so many details to think about. So many things that come down to ideal conditions that it’s hard to see as realistic. “It would just have to happen” she said. “Yeah. It would have to feel natural.” I agreed.

* * *

“Remember that guy who visited, my friend…?” I said to her one night, as our bodies cooled from the intense sex we’d just had. “Hmm… which one?” she cuddle up against my body. “The one you got on really well with. Remember?”

“Oh, yeah. Yeah, he was a lot of fun.”

“Right. Do you think… you might find him a lot of fun… ya know…” I hesitated, hoping she’d pick up the hint.

“What?”

“Ya know. In bed?”

“Like, do I think he seems like he’d be good in bed?”

“No, I mean… I know for a fact he’s good in bed. Well, I’ve heard. From reliable sources.” I smiled.

“Oh really…” she grinned.

“That’s not what I meant though. I… was thinking more like… for a threesome.” I gulped, awaiting the response.

“Hmmmm…” she pondered, seemingly considering it for a moment.

“You don’t think that would be weird? I mean, you guys are kind of like, old friends, right?”

“Well, I mean we’ve known each other for a while. I’m not really like, that close to him, we never really spent all that much time together, but we usually have a good time.”

“Right.”

“So, no, I mean…. what got me about that night, and I know it was a while back, but- I just felt like you two really clicked. You got along well. There was definitely something more to it though…”

“Oh yeah?”

“You don’t think so?”

“Maybe.”

I laughed. “Well, okay, what I’m saying is… I think you guys had a lot of sexual chemistry. There was a lot of sexual tension. I saw you lean toward him almost-” I paused.

“Almost what?”

“Like you wanted him to… touch you. Feel you. Want you.”

“Oooo! naughty boy. You want that, don’t you.”

“It’s kind of getting me hard right now. Not gonna lie.”

She felt my crotch, grinning. “Well, well, well.”

She slid down my body, finding the waistband on my boxer shorts. She slunk down further, pulling them with her, my erect cock popping out, standing at attention.

She held it with one hand, licking the tip with her tongue, flicking it gently. Her lips slipped around it and I felt the warmth of her mouth taking me in. She gently pumped güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri the shaft from the base as she sucked and I leaned my head back against the pillow, smiling at her as she demonstrated one of her many, many talents.

Her head popped up, a grin on her face. “You want me to do this to him?” she smirked, biting her lip. Her head moved back down again, my cock disappearing entirely into her mouth. I felt the back of her throat and let out a gasp. Still with me inside of her mouth, she let out a knowing moan.

“That’s a yes.” she said as I slid back out of her mouth, every inch of my cock glistening from her saliva. She licked her lips “So what have you heard about him?”

She went back to sucking. Licking. Slurping. I loved it when she was sloppy about sucking on my penis – spit dripping everywhere, the sound of her puckered lips popping off the tip before sliding back down. The sound of her gasping as she came up from gently pumping the tip into the back of her throat.

“I heard he’s-” I paused to catch my breath “the perfect size. Plenty of stamina. Stays hard, you know, like he can go all night kind of thing.”

“Mmmm!” she moaned. “You’re pretty perfect too, mister.”

“Well then I guess you’ll like him too.” I giggled.

Her hand moved around my hips and thighs, clenching my skin as if clinging to me, begging for my cum. She was hungry for it.

“They all said he just… hits the spot” I said, breathing a deep sigh.

“Yeah? You want to see him hit my spot?” the grin on her face showing no signs of disappearing.

“Yeah.”

“Yeah?” she continued to suck.

“I want to see him…” I couldn’t help but pause to moan.

“Disappear into me?” she tugged on my cock as I felt like I was getting closer. “Into my pussy?”

“Yeah.”

“Mmmm, yeah.”

“I want to see you on your knees, your ass up in the air.”

Her eyes looked up at me as she sucked the tip, teasing me. The feeling was so intense.

“And-” I continued to moan “I want to see him…” nearing climax.

She moaned, coaxing me into what I wanted to say. The words were on the tip of my tongue.

“I want to watch him mount you. Give it to you really good.”

She giggled. “Naughty boy.”

“I want to watch him pump you, grasping your hips; I want him to fuck you really hard, until you… until you moan and cum all over his bare cock.”

“Mmmm, baby!” her head popped up, she knew I was close.

“Yeah. I want him to pump until he- mmmm! – fills you up. Until it’s too intense. I want you to enjoy him over and over. Over and over!”

With that, shockwaves were sent through my hips, down my thighs, up my torso and I felt my cum fill her mouth. She swallowed and licked the shaft. She sucked on the tip a little as I tried to pull away, still shaking.

“Wow, that was a lot.” she said.

“That was really hot, baby.” I smiled, totally satisfied.

* * *

It was only a couple weeks later when I got a text message from him. He was going to be in town soon. It wasn’t that he lived that far away, but time just seemed to fly by. I was looking forward to seeing him and at first, the thought of the conversation I’d had with my girl weeks earlier didn’t cross my mind.

That night we were laying on the bed, kissing.

“Guess who’s going to be in town?” I said.

“Who?”

“I think you can guess.” I raised an eyebrow.

She grinned “Oooohhh…”

“Yeah. You know who I’m talking about.”

“Are you getting excited already? Just thinking about it?”

“No.”

“No? Not at all?” She rubbed my semi-erect penis and looked deep into my eyes.

“Yes.” I laughed.

“When is he in town?”

“This weekend. I said he could stay at my place. I think he’s down.”

“Cool.”

“Yeah, I think just Saturday though.”

“Well, Saturday’s my birthday… I thought we were going out?”

“Yeah, we can still go out. That’s not a problem. I mean, he can probably meet up with us at some point. Or I guess you can come over while we’re getting ready or something?”

“Okay.”

“You don’t mind, right?”

“Nope. I don’t mind.”

“Okay, well, I’d imagine we’ll meet up, we’ll probably have a drink or something, just kind of talk for a while, get caught up…”

“Uh huh.” her trademark smirk growing on her face as she felt my cock grow harder in her hand.

“Yeah. We’ll just go out and have fun. No big deal.”

“I hope it’s gonna be fun. I don’t really want to go to that club. You know it’s always the same thing.”

“Well, we’ll make it fun.”

She giggled “I bet you will-” she paused. “What do you want to happen?”

“Oh come on. You know it’s just a fantasy.”

“Yeah, but it is your fantasy!” she teased.

“It’s not my- well, okay, it kind of is. But I want you to have fun. If you want to. It’s fine. I’m just saying, if you want him, I want it to happen.”

“If I want to.”

“I don’t know. You call the shots, you know that. I want you to have fun. I want you to get what you want.”

“Do güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri you now?” she was playing with my cock as we talked.

I tried to remain focused “I mean, it’s your birthday, right?”

“It is. And I’m gonna get what I want!” she laughed.

“Yeah, yeah. But seriously, if this feels right, just, why don’t we see where it goes?”

“Alright. We’ll see where it goes.”

“I’m leaving it at that.”

“Sure.” she grinned as she moved in for a kiss.

My hand found her clit as she swung one leg over mine. I started to rub in circles, slowly massaging it as she kissed me. She was getting wet, coating my fingers and I held one up to her lip. She sucked on it and tasted herself. This sometimes sends a jolt through her system when she’s not expecting it and she started to grind on my leg, desperate to get off.

I slid two fingers inside of her and began to stroke while my thumb pressed down on her clit, gently rubbing it. I saw the familiar look in her eyes, begging me to make her cum.

She moaned as I increased the pressure on her clit.

“How much do you want it?” I grinned.

“What?”

“How much do you want to fuck him?”

She was preoccupied, entering her pre-orgasm trance. “Really bad.” she said a minute later.

The grin on my face grew as I continued to finger her. “How bad?”

“I want him to fuck me.” her breathing grew heavier. “Really hard.”

“Yeah?”

“I want to fuck him all night.”

“You want his big, bare cock in you?”

“Yeah. I want you both in me.”

“God, you’re such a bad girl. I love it.”

I stared into her eyes as she neared orgasm, steadily rubbing her clit, bringing her closer and closer.

“You wanna use that big cock of his don’t you. To make you cum? Over and over?”

“Uh huh!” she practically yelled as she came all over my fingers. Her lips returned to mine as her body shook, her moans making me rock hard.

“I want you to have him” was the last thing I said before she climbed on top of me and spent the rest of the night reaching climax repeatedly before finishing me off one last time.

* * *

The big day arrived. My friend and I sat on the couch, catching up. I knew my girl would be here any minute and I didn’t know how she would react when she saw him. Would it get weird? Would she get shy? Would I feel anxious about the whole thing?

“We better get ready soon.”

“I’m gonna take a shower. Is that cool?” he asked.

“Go for it, man. My girl should be here in a bit, I might make some drinks and then we’ll head out. Cool?” I replied.

“Cool.” he said as he made his way to the bathroom. The door closed behind him. Moments later, I heard the water begin to run. I heard the rings on the shower curtain slide across the rail and I waited.

I heard a key at the door seconds later. ‘Perfect timing’ I though, as this way, their reunion would be delayed.

“Hey love!” she greeted me, throwing her stuff down on the couch.

“Hey babe. How are you?”

“Stressed. I just don’t even want to deal with tonight.”

“Come on, it’ll be fun. Just don’t worry about it.” I reassured her.

“I know.” she rolled her eyes. “Is your friend in the shower?”

“Yeah, he just got in. Do you want a drink or anything?” I asked.

“No, I’m fine.” she looked around the room.

“You okay?”

“Yeah. I’m a little antsy.”

She flashed a knowing grin at me.

There was an awkward silence. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but I knew the proverbial elephant in the room was to blame.

“Did you say anything to him?”

I hesitated. “I… might have.”

She gasped, starting to appear a little flustered. “Well, now it’s gonna be really awkward. I mean, if things just kind of happened-“

“I know. I just- I figured if something was to happen, that- well, that it was more likely if he was kind of in on it, ya know?” I looked down, feeling somewhat ashamed for a moment.

“Look, let’s not make it any weirder. This is your birthday, let’s just relax.” I stood up to embrace her. “Just have fun. Seriously. It’s going to be fine. If it doesn’t happen, it’s no big deal. You know he’s not going to push it, but he knows now… that you’re interested. If nobody says anything, nothing happens.”

“I hope it’s not awkward.”

“Okay, well… do you want to just go? We’ll meet you there?”

“No. It’s cool.”

I sat her down on the couch with me. “Come on, just relax. I love you.” I slid her jacket off. Sliding my hand toward her breast. I cupped it and massaged, kissing her neck.

“I love you too.”

We kissed…. and we kissed some more.

“That feels really good” she said, as I massaged each of her breasts, trying my best to help her unwind a little.

She was wearing a skirt and just the sight of her thighs excited me. I tugged at it, sliding it further up her legs.

“Come on, he might walk out.”

“So?” I grinned.

“Don’t be weird!”

I laughed. “AlrightIf anything, I’m going to at least güvenilir bahis şirketleri make you cum as many times as possible tonight.”

She smiled as I eased my hand up her thigh, my fingers meeting her already moist panties. I began to rub the damp fabric over her clit.

She sighed, letting the day’s stress go for the moment. I continued to rub her clit through the panties. She spread her legs a little more. Was it a good thing or a bad thing that my friend was in the next room? I knew he couldn’t hear, with the shower running, but did she mind? The way she was responding to my touch, it didn’t seem like a concern for her.

“I’ve got an idea. ” I grinned.

“What?” she gazed up at me, her head sunken into the back of the couch as I rubbed slowly.

“Maybe you could-“

“What?” she said, breathing heavily.

“Surprise him?”

She bit her lip as she tried to keep her moans to a minimum. “What?”

“Would it be easier if you just kind of walked in on him?”

“Wouldn’t that be-“

“Awkward? I mean, not if you were pretty clear about why you were going in there.” I said. “I don’t think he locked the door. It’s just an idea.”

She stood up and walked over to the door, trying the handle. It popped open. She jumped back, afraid to pull it closed again.

“Dude?” he uttered from in the shower.

I said nothing. I just stared at her. She looked at the door, then at me. I walked over to her and put my arms around her. I kissed her on the lips, then down her neck, to her collar bone. My hand found her clit again as I tugged the skirt up. With my other hand, I unbuttoned it and let it fall to the ground. My hand again found her clit as I kissed her.

Her body moved toward mine, her sex drive now fully engaged. I loved when I felt the intense desire kick in; that urge. Our tongues explored one another’s mouths as I tugged her shirt up with my free hand. I pulled the shirt up over her bra, prompting her to raise her arms. I lifted the shirt off her and wasted no time in removing the bra. She stood there, before me, wearing only her heels and panties.

I gripped her ass in my hand, cupping one cheek. I squeezed and shook it in my hand, feeling it jiggle. Nothing I loved more than playing with that plentiful tush of hers. It was firm but had plenty of bounce. Her small waist offset her wider hips and combined with the bubble of her cheeks made for some quite astounding curves. She leaned into me again, her lips finding mine as our eyes both closed. I was rock hard and she felt it. Her hand reached into my pants and started to tug, her other hand tugging at the button. I pulled away for the moment.

“Remember how badly you wanted him?”

She said nothing, but lunged at me again, biting my lip.

“Remember?” I said, hinting at the lustful thoughts she’d shared just weeks earlier.

She nodded, looking up at me. ‘Fuck me’ was written all over her face. I wanted her so badly, just to lay her down on the couch and climb on top. Getting caught in the act would be awkward, but who knows what would have happened. As much as I wanted it, I knew it was on her mind. The look she gave me was unmistakable as ‘I want both of you.’

The idea of her surprising him, beckoning him to offer his quickly-hardening cock to her to enjoy was driving me crazy. On the one hand, I wanted release, I wanted her. She kissed me again and I turned her to face the door, cupping her breasts in my hand, squeezing her nipples as they hardened.

I knew if she brought him into it first, that we would all get what we wanted tonight. If we played with each other now, we’d likely finish up before he was out and it might well end there. This was an opportunity for her and concern for her pleasure was all I could think of.

“Go get what you want, naughty girl” I whispered into her ear and with a spank, I sent her in the direction of the bathroom. She let out a slight yelp as my hand hit her beautiful, round ass. It bounced as she stepped to the bathroom in her heels and I smiled. She turned her head to look back at me, returning the smile. She wouldn’t turn back now, I knew she was ready to seize the moment.

I sat down on the couch, my head turned to face the door and looked on with anticipation as the door closed.

I could hear their voices, but not make out what they were saying over the water. At this point he must have been near to being finished, having probably been in there 10 minutes by the time she entered.

The water did not stop running and I could no longer hear them talking.

I rubbed the crotch of my jeans as I imagined what was going on in there. I wasted no time in pulling my cock out. Was this the fantasy I had become so worked up about weeks earlier as we pleasured each other to the thought? Were they going to go through with it? I knew she was going in there on the edge of cumming, having already been worked up by our fooling around. Was the absence of voices a good thing?

I knew if it went awry and proved awkward that she would be out quickly, despite being mostly exposed. That would certainly make for an awkward evening. But then I heard what sounded like her heels hitting the floor, falling from her feet and I knew she was staying. I knew she was going to get in the shower with him. I knew she would be in his arms in moments. I knew she was going to get everything she wanted tonight.

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Four young ladies had decided that as they were all of age, it was time to lose their virginity. They have gathered together for a wicked weekend, playing sexual games. After a morning of rather intense activity each of the girls had yielded up their virginity in a pleasurable manner.

Due to Denise failing to correctly identify the person who thoroughly drilled her and removed every slight trace of her virginity, Andy spanked her as a little extra to help them pass the time.

Unfortunately, in the final game of the round Suzy also failed to identify the man whose cock was at that time in the process of driving her wild. It was agreed that Suzy would be spanked after lunch as the start of the next round.

Over a relaxed lunch it was agreed that Carl and Michele were exempt from the next game. They would have a free choice of partners, including each other if they both agreed. Carl and Michelle glanced at each other, and then Carl shook his head. “No. Tempting as the ideas is I have already chosen my next victim. I mean partner,” he added with a grin. Michelle laughed. “Me too, and I do mean victim,” she said. “We’ll announce them after Suzy has her sweet little bottom spanked.”

After lunch they started gravitating towards the front room again to resume their activities. Carl stopped Brian on the way and murmured softly to him. “About that spanking you’re going to give Suzy. A suggestion.” Brian listened, laughed and nodded. “That’s nasty,” He said. “I’ll do it.”

“OK, Suzy. Time for your forfeit. Come on over,” called Brian. Suzy dithered. She did so not want this. She looked around at her friends. No help there. They were smiling and waiting. She nervously approached. “Do I need to take my clothes off first?” she queried. “Everyone else is dressed.”

“Of course not. We’re not going to bully you. Just a little spank that you’ll hardly feel,” soothed Brian. “Come on. Over my knee and smile.”

“Hardly feel, my ass,” fumed Suzy. “And I mean my ass literally. It sure didn’t look like Denise was hardly feeling it when Andy spanked her. She was squeaking and wriggling like an eel.” “Especially at the end,” she remembered with a smirk. “Ah, well. At least I’m fully dressed so it won’t be too bad?”

“You idiot!” she raged at herself shortly after. “You don’t need to get undressed! Of course not. That oaf has reserved the stripping party for himself.”

As soon as she had reluctantly lain across Brian’s knees his hand had come down and pressed firmly on her back, holding her in place. His other hand had then lifted her skirt and tucked it up around her waist, leaving her bottom effectively bare except for that sexy little thong she was almost wearing. No content with a bare bottom, Brian had stroked her bum, dipped his hand down to goose her pussy and then wandered back up, hooked the string on her panties and pulled them down to her knees, leaving her bottom and pussy bare and shining in the light for all to see.

“You said I didn’t have to strip,” she hissed quietly at him. “You don’t,” he murmured back, with a decided smirk in his voice. “You’ve still got all your clothes on. I never said I wouldn’t rearrange them slightly.”

Then the spanking started. A light slap to the rump. Not too bad. She could handle this. Then a harder smack. That one stung. And another. The spanking was picking up speed now, quickly turning her bottom a nice flushed red. Suzy was trying to wriggle away now, with little yelps as the hand descended, but Brian’s other hand held her firmly in place.

Then the tempo changed again, with Brian now spanking her so that his fingers slipped between her legs and punished her pussy as well. Suzy realised that her pussy punishment was doing odd things to her. She was heating up, starting to feel as though she were flushed all over. He hadn’t even touched her boobs but she could feel them tightening, her nipples peaking and demanding their share of attention. OK, she only had her panties pulled down but she felt as though she was naked, and her body was reacting to the dominant male smacking her bum.

Suzy was squirming more actively now, wanting the spanking to stop, wanting the touching to go on. Not sure what she wanted, but wanting it anyway. “Gods! No wonder Denise had an orgasm,” she thought. “I’m going to explode.”

That was when Carl made his move, as quietly discussed earlier with Brian. “Did I mention I’m choosing Suzy this time around?” he asked the group genially, while unzipping his trousers and showing that his erection was rampart and ready. He stepped over behind Suzy and nodded to Bruce, who reacted by lifting his knee, raising Suzy to a point where Carl was able to step forward and plunge his cock deep into the wet wild pussy that was quivering in front of him. With one stroke he fully entered Suzy, filling her with his engorged member.

Suzy screamed at this sudden invasion of her body, taken completely by surprise. Her whole body was quivering now, entranced by this illegal bahis rude invader, wondering what was happening. Slowly Suzy realised that it was only mentally that she’d been surprised. Her body wasn’t surprised. Her body had been waiting, hoping for this. Her body had adjusted immediately to the changed situation, and while her mind was still trying to come to terms with what was happening her body was surging back and forth gleefully, accepting the intruder as a long lost friend and making sure that cock knew it was welcome in its new home.

“I’ve been mouse-trapped,” Suzy realised. “They had to set this up before hand. That’s why Brian insisted in pushing my panties down out of the road. Swine, the pair of them, but I have to admit this feels good. I hope the others are getting a good look and getting turned on by this. They’re all up for a good screwing in very short order.”

“Is that rape?” Sandi asked Denise. “She was totally unprepared for it.” “Technically, I suppose when he entered her by surprise, but it sure stopped being rape when her cunt grabbed onto his pole and started trying to swallow it whole,” Denise laughed.

The girls watched, fascinated, as Carl repeatedly lunged into Suzy, who was pushing up to meet each thrust, gasping and mewling in a small voice. She wanted more, please. More.

Carl continued to carefully ravish Suzy, timing his thrusts to bring her to a peak and then hold her there, denying her the ultimate satisfaction while he enjoyed the feel of female flesh clasping and massaging his cock. Not too long now and he’d have to let it go, but he was determined to prolong it while he could.

Suzy was wailing to herself internally. “Why won’t he finish? What’s stopping him? I need this. I need this now! I’m going to die if he doesn’t finish me soon. That cock. It’s just banging inside me. It’s not stopping. Do it faster. Harder. Please!” She was writhing and gasping in sexual torment now, desperate for fulfilment.

Carl gave one last thrust and finally went over the line himself. His strong ejaculation flooded through Suzy, kicking her over the line and she shrieked as an orgasm came raging through her body, sweeping away self and the world and leaving feeling. Just feeling.

They both slowly returned to the normal world, and Carl grinned. That had really been something. If Suzy thought that was the first and last time he fucked her, she was half right.

“Do you mind, moving back now Carl, so I can finish the spanking?” queried Brian. Carl laughed and moved away.

“What did he say?” wondered Suzy. “What did he mean, finish the spanking?”

“Oh, fuck!” she screamed, as Brian’s hand came smartly down upon her bottom. “You’ve already spanked me. Stop it.”

“No, I haven’t” replied Brian. “I was spanking you, but we got interrupted. I’m now just finishing it off.”

Suzy tried to scramble up but Brian had her held firmly, and his hand started raining those tantalising little spanks on her bottom and between her legs.

“You’re a sadist,” gasped Suzy, squirming around and feeling the tension rising within her again. “Don’t do this. Another orgasm will kill me.”

“Really? Let’s find out,” murmured Brian, concentrating more on her trembling pussy now than on her flushed behind. The short sharp little spanks were sending vibrations racing deep into her, turning her to jelly, unable to move, just waiting in anticipation of what was developing, hardly daring to breath. She felt the tremors start and groaned, then screamed her relief as another orgasm ripped into her, through her, reducing her to nothing, again.

Suzy slowly descended, back to the real world, where she was bent over a mans knee, flashing her pussy to the world. The only one in the room with her pussy showing. She flushed and scrambled to her feet, hastily pulling up her panties and straightening her skirt. She looked across at the other girls and saw they were smiling. Laughing with her, not at her, and she laughed. She’d see how they handled their next fuck. She’d done alright. And if Carl thought that was his first and last with her, he was in for a surprise. Suzy suddenly turned and stared toward the other girls again. What had she noticed that was out of place. Ah. It appears that she hadn’t been the only person with their pussy on display. Michelle had slipped off her shorts and panties and was now crossing the room towards Brian.

“I’m claiming my choice now,” stated Michelle. “Don’t get up Brian. You’re my choice and I’m going to ride you while you sit on that chair. Just relax and let me do the work.”

Brian grinned and reached towards the pretty pussy standing just in front of him, but Michelle took a quick step back and waved a finger.

“Oh, no. No touching just yet. I make the running. And do you seriously think I need warming up after watching that last little exhibition? I suspect that if you slipped a finger inside my pussy I’d come on the spot, I’m that hot.”

Michelle illegal bahis siteleri moved back in front of Brian and reached down and unzipped his pants. Not unexpectedly, he was already fully erect, and his cock leapt out at her and almost attacked her of its own volition. Michelle laughed and told Brian to stand and drop his trousers and jocks as she wanted free access to his equipment. Brian was not unwilling to do this little thing and his lower clothes hit the ground so hard and fast that the watchers could almost hear a sonic boom.

A hand on his chest gently pushed him back onto the chair and then Michelle sank to her knees in front of him, took hold of the gently waving giant and ran the tip of her tongue over the engorged head. Brian groaned, and considered that he showed great restraint in not seizing Michelle by the ears and pushing her head firmly down onto his cock. Michelle continued licking around the top of his cock, while Brian sweated and waited. He felt Michelle’s mouth close slowly over his cock and move down it, her sharp little teeth sending shivering pin pricks of delight through him. He felt the suction as she gently sucked him, her head slowly bobbing up and down and she encourage his already engorged member to even greater heights. “What the hell was trying to do? Suck his brains out through his cock? If so she was well on her way to succeeding.”

After an eternity of torment, Michelle released his cock, stood up and moved forward so that she straddled the chair he was on, his cock waving perilously close to her gleaming and swollen pussy. As Brian waited, Michelle reached down, gently parted her lips and guided herself onto his waiting rod. Brian was about to surge upward, desperate to have his tool fully imbedded within Michelle, but Michelle gave him a forbidding look and murmured “My rules, remember.”

Michelle sank slowly down, thoroughly impaling herself on the waiting penis, relaxing internally and letting this titan completely fill her. What had been an aching void was now feeling swollen and bloated, but Michelle was content for the time being. She’d just let it stay there, not moving, enjoying the feel of it inside her, and also enjoying the way Brian was sweating, desperate to start moving towards completion.

“OK, Brian,” Michelle instructed. “You now have to take off my t-shirt and bra and entertain my boobs. When they’re feeling happy enough I’ll start moving and we can both enjoy the outcome.”

Brian held firmly to his self control, but not without thinking some very nasty comments about scheming wenches and vengeance to come. He lifted Michelle’s t-shirt up and off, moving slowly and deliberately. If she was going to tease him, he was damn well going to tease her back. He reached around and unclipped the bra, drawing it down her arms and letting it drop. He leaned down and placed his mouth on one firm breast, sucking and licking, using his tongue to roll her nipple around, agitating and stroking it. His hand came up and started stroking the other breast, gently squeezing and teasing, sending little ripples of delight surging through Michelle.

Michelle was breathing harder and faster and she realised that she’d have to start moving on his pole or she was going to lose it. She squirmed a bit, twisting back and forth on the rigid rod, and then started to lift herself slowly up the shaft. And realised with a horrified shock that Brian was moving up with her, not letting her slide along his cock, just holding it firmly within her.

“What are you doing?” she hissed. “What you wanted,” came the callous reply. “You wanted me inside you but not moving.”

“That was then!” Michelle thought if she wasn’t careful she’d be screaming at him. “Start moving. I can’t take it any more.”

“But you haven’t said please” came the mocking reply.

“All right! Please! Please, please, please, please, please. I need you to fuck me now.”

Brian laughed and relaxed back into the chair, letting Michelle drop that little bit more heavily onto him. Letting his cock surge that tiny, unexpected bit deeper. Michelle didn’t stand a chance. Her pending orgasm roared down on her like an express train, hitting her and sweeping her away before she even realised it was coming. She shrieked, and shrieked again as the bliss ripped through her, before slowly fading, leaving her to realise that she was still firmly in Brian’s grip, his cock still embedded within her, filling her, and Brian was finally starting to move.

Quite ready to finalise things now, Brian was thrusting energetically into Michelle’s tight pussy. Thrusting hard and fast, enjoying the sensation of Michelle turning to water and melting around him, her entire being nothing but a willing receptacle to his cock and his mastery. He thrust harder, higher and faster, driving Michelle back to the point she has just attained and left, using his cock as a piston to drive her home to ecstasy. With a last frantic lunge he came, ejaculating deep canlı bahis siteleri within her, feeling her tip over the edge and again hearing her cry out as she was swept away. He felt like shouting his triumph himself as his own orgasm fired through him.

Brian helped Michelle down from the chair, but when Michelle reached for her clothes he stretched out a detaining hand.

“Sorry, sweetheart, but no clothes. Once they come off they have to stay off until the end.”

“But I’m the only one naked,” she squealed. “You and Carl and Suzy have all fucked and you’re all dressed.”

“True, but we didn’t get undressed in the first place. Carl and I only lowered our trousers and hitched them up afterwards. Suzy had her panties pulled down to her knees and back up once she’d been screwed and spanked. You’re just the first to actually strip. I wouldn’t worry. I’m sure the other girls will be shedding clothes shortly. Just wait a while.”

“I was going to arrange for a blind-folded grope for your next partner,” said Carl, “but as both men have already had one of the girls Andy will have to pair up with Sandi this time, while Denise goes with Paul. However, to keep the spirit of competition alive, all four of you will be blindfolded. You will have to find your partners and help them undress, without speaking. You will need to identify your partner by touch, so take a good look at them before the blindfolds go on.

Similarly, Denise has already had a spanking and it wouldn’t be fair to give her another one if she loses in this game. We’ve decided that the first girl stripped completely will be able to nominate one of the unspanked girls, Sandi or Michelle, to get a spanking and also to nominate who is to give it, Paul or me.”

“You mean that if I’m the first undressed,” said Sandi, “I can nominate Michelle to be spanked rather than getting one myself?”

“You will have that choice,” Carl laughed, “but maybe you’d rather just get the spank and nominate the spanker. You have to win first.”

The couples were blindfolded, spun and released. They moved around slowly, seeking, trying to ignore the helpful advice pouring in from the sidelines.

Sandi was the first to snag someone, bumping into Paul. Her hands darted over him, feeling his hair, trying to guess the length by touch, then darting down to touch where his erection was straining against his trousers. She squeezed it and then started to move away, sure that it was Paul and not Andy, her target. Before she could move on however, Paul had reached out, drawn her back to him and slid his hands inside her t-shirt to squeeze her breasts. The he released her and they both stepped back searching for their rightful prey.

“He knew that was me,” Sandi muttered to herself. “He was just copping a free feel because he knew I couldn’t say anything.”

At that moment someone bumped into her from behind, arms slid around her and while one hand was checking the length of her hair, the other was thoughtfully cupping and gently bouncing one of her boobs as though weighing it. Then both hands slid down to her waist, slipped around to her zip, unhooked and slid the zip down, then slipped her skirt downwards, fingers snaring her panties on the way and leaving her bottomless in about two seconds flat. The hands came streaking back up, grabbing the bottom of her t-shirt, lifting, hooking her bra on the way up and pulling both items up and over her head in one swift motion. Sandi was startled to learn that she’d gone from fully dressed to starkers in under five seconds, feeling slightly stunned at how fast she been stripped. She felt Andy kneel and slip her sandals off. “Sandi is stripped,” Andy announced.

Sandi heard a laugh to the side. “Paul is still trying to undo my bra” Denise said. “Looks like you get to pick the next spankee, Sandi.”

Sandi also laughed. “Common sense tells me to toss Michelle to the wolves,” she said, “but I suspect that if I did it would rebound on me eventually. I’ll take the next spanking and Carl can administer my brutal beating. Can someone refresh my memory as to just how what was supposed to be a gentle learning experience about sex has also turned into a series of spankings to go along with the screwing.”

“I wouldn’t worry about that right now if I were you Sandi,” a voice piped up from the sideline. “Andy has stripped of and he has a rod in his hand that looks as though it’s big enough for him to beat you to death with. I suggest you try to handle that beating before you worry about a little old spank on the bottom.”

Sandi gulped nervously. If the average size of the male member was about six inches, how did they finish up with this group. Put them in the testing group and they’d have skewed the average sharply upwards.

She felt Andy take her gently by the shoulders and turn her to face him. “After what you’ve just seen and after your experience earlier I suspect that you’re already hot and wet, so there will be no real reason for me to have to prime you,” Andy said, and she could just hear that wicked grin he must be wearing. Without any more warning Sandi felt his hands clasp her around the waist and lift her straight up and forward so she was pressed firmly against him.

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This is a true story that happened when I met the slut of my life…

Part I

It was Memorial Day weekend, and four of us guys looked forward to traveling to Panama City for a lot of sun, drinking and whatever else crossed our paths. We had a few beers on the way down from Atlanta, so by the time we got to the beach, we were ready to party. We got to the beach late on Friday evening, checked into the hotel, and decided we needed to get a quick swim in the ocean even though it was dark.

As we were getting out of the ocean, we noticed a few girls up on the beach who decided to check us out as we got out of the water. They obviously were staring at what we were packing under our shorts, so I went up to them and offered them a beer. The girls gladly accepted and we began to talk. These were four gorgeous looking girls, and us guys couldn’t believe our luck! They looked about our age, early 20’s, and all had on flimsy sun dresses. We just got to the beach that night and already we were trying to talk these girls out of their panties! That’s what I like about Panama City.

We talked for awhile when someone suggested heading up the beach to one of the local watering holes. We started that way when one of the girls, Duana was her name, said she was too young to get into the bar. We were all getting pretty buzzed by that time, and we told her that we wouldn’t be too long at the bar. When we got to the beach bar it was packed. There were bodies pressing up against bodies, and the drinks were going down well at that time. My friend talked me into doing some shots of tequila with a couple of the girls. I should have known better.

A common proverb about drinking tequila is that if you are a guy, you will be fighting or fucking by the end of the night. Also, once you drink tequila, you are gonna have a canlı bahis şirketleri hard cock for a long time…so make the most of it! I wasn’t sure about the proverb, but I was sure that the tequila was having an adverse affect on my stomach. I headed out of the bar to get a little fresh air. I decided that I had enough alcohol for the night so I headed back to the hotel. As I walked down the beach, I was kicking myself that I didn’t stay longer to try to bed one of the girls who went with us. I finally walked up to the hotel when I heard Duana, the girl that was too young to get into the bar, call my name.

When I saw Duana, she had changed into a bikini and was in the hotel swimming pool. She was wearing the skimpiest bikini I have ever seen, and her nipples were poking out so much it drove me crazy. I felt my cock getting hard just from seeing her. Duana told me to come on in the pool, so I did a header straight into the pool. As soon as I came up for air, her lips were on mine. She stuck her tongue down my throat as I have had no woman do before. I reached around her and pushed her ass so her crotch was grinding on my swollen member.

Duana stuck her tongue in my ear and then said that she wanted to go upstairs now! I couldn’t wait and I almost dragged her up to the room. As soon as we got in the door, she untied her bikini to show a perfect set of tits. “Do you want to suck on my titties?” she offered. I was over to her in a second as she thrust her tits at my face. I ran my nose over her nipples so she could feel how hard she had me breathing. I slipped one of her nipples in my mouth as she started squeezing her tits around my face. I was in heaven!

As I licked, sucked and nibbled are her hard little nipples, she let out gasp as my hands slipped around her ass, under her bikini bottoms. canlı kaçak iddaa I massaged her ass and ran the palm of my hand up and down over her pussy and asshole. “God I need your dick in me” she said. “I like it rough so make sure you fuck me hard”.

I couldn’t believe my ears. Here was this 18 year old girl, who looked like the girl next door, telling me that she liked to get fucked hard. When she said that, I had to get my dick in her and screw the foreplay. I told her to get up on her knees so I could stick it in her. She pulled aside her bikini as I rubbed my dick up and down the crack of her ass.

“Fuck me now damnit” she yelled. Now it was my time to take the lead. I grabbed her hips and guided my cock into the wettest cunt I have ever felt. I leaned forward and thrust it all the way in her so she could feel all of my big cock. So much for foreplay…

I let her feel all of me in her before I started fucking her hard. She let out a moan as I picked up her knees off the bed so I could fuck her wheel barrell style. As I started to pick up the speed, I could see her pushing off the bed with her arms and arching her ass back into my hard cock.

“Split me open, fuck me so hard that I can’t walk tomorrow. Give me that big dick. Make me squirt cum on your cock.”

Hearing her say those things I slammed into her hard so taht she fell on the bed. I was no longer going to let her be in control. “So you want to cum on my cock, huh slut? Clench your pussy and finger your clit as I fuck your tight little hole. You must like a little ass fucking too, because I see how much you arch your back with your ass in the air.” I stuck a finger in my mouth and then stuck it up her tight little asshole.

Duana gasped as I put my finger in her ass. “Damn you mother fucker. Fuck me with that finger. canlı kaçak bahis Give me two fingers. Feel my ass and fuck me harder.” As I started to put another finger up her ass, she had changed the tables again. This time she pushed me over than rolled on top of me. I couldn’t believe this little girl of about 100 pounds had it in her!

“You wanna fuck my ass, well, I’m going to show you how to do it.” As I layed on my back Duana took my cock in her hand and started to fist it back and forth. “If you want this hard cock in my ass, you better get it moist first”. This girl was insatiable, and I knew then I lost all control.

I told her I didn’t have any KY and Duana said that it wasn’t necessary. As she continued to give me a hand job, I wasn’t sure what she meant until I felt a little dribble on my thigh. “Are you crazy?” I asked, as I felt her straddle my hips so her pussy was over my cock. She then started to let a stream of piss go out of her pussy. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Not only was I amazed, but how the hell was I going to explain a wet bed smelling of piss to my friends!.

As I watched her finish she then said, “Now you are going to fuck me up the ass”. I was still hard as a diamond as I slowly inserted the head past her tight ring. “Mmmmm, put some more pressure so it slides in. Yes, let me get this cock all the way in before you start pumping it in me.”

I felt her asshole slowly give way as she got used to the size of my dick. As she started to push down on me harder and harder, I felt that she needed a little extra sensation. I wrapped my hands in her hair and pulled as she hunched on my dick. “Fuck me harder, give me that cum up my ass. I am gonna cum on your cock…oohhh…yessssss….cum in me nowww!

I couldn’t hold it any longer. As I felt her orgasm clench my dick in her ass, I let go with all I had. I could feel my cum squirting in her as she tightened her knees around my hips. This girl was amazing!

As I finished with one last thrust into her ass, I heard the door open in my hotel room…

To Be Continued…

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The back door was open. How could she resist? Especially since it appeared no one was around. A few half-hearted shouts confirmed that. Pushing the door all the way in, Goldilocks walked inside.

Normally she would have gone straight home but this summer cottage looked so inviting. She passed this home several times a week on the way to the grocery store and each time there were occupants. Most of the time it was a couple. Same blonde lady, same blonde man. Sometimes it was a random handful of girls her age, but never anyone she recognized. She was pretty surprised to see no one was home.

This made her bolder. What secrets did they have? What did they collect? What did their kitchen look like? She left the door hanging and darted pass the foyer. Not the kitchen. It was the most lavish living room she had ever been in. Pale green lace curtains adorned the windows, obscuring the living room from the outside but from in here, Goldilocks could see the street. She shouldn’t dally too long, it would be evening soon and they were sure to be back by then.

Glancing around, her eyes fell upon the cream suede loveseat. It was gorgeous. She just had to touch it. Running her fingers over the cushions, she marveled at how soft it was. How it almost tricked her into thinking it was wet. Unable to resist, she rubbed her cheek against the seat, then climbed on, sprawling herself over the luxurious furnishings. It even smelled good. A light musky scent mingled with something else.

She couldn’t explain why, but it was turning her on. Breathing the scent in more deeply, she felt the stirrings deep in her gut. It had to be the thrill of being naughty that turned her on. After all, she wasn’t supposed to be here. Spreading her legs, dangling one ankle over the back of the loveseat she drew slow little circles on her thighs with her fingertips. Caressing her bare skin, she slid a finger under her shorts and could barely touch her panties. Arching a little, she hooked her finger more and could now feel the dampening spot. She fingered her clit through her wet panties and then looked around the room for something… just right.

A slim glass vase sat on the cherry wood coffee table just out of reach. It had a streamlined elegance to it and would have fetched quite a price at an art show. Not that she cared about such qualities. All she saw was something to put inside her. Lazily fingering herself now with the left hand, she leaned over and gingerly scooted the vase over with two fingers. Once it was close enough, she grabbed it and rubbed it over her crotch. The sensation was dulled by her shorts. Goldilocks quickly pulled off the offending garments and lay bare-assed on the illegal bahis loveseat. Resuming her former position, she gently pressed the cold glass to her exposed pussy. It was amazing how good it felt. She could only imagine how much better it would feel inside her. The rim of the vase was adorned with small glass beads and when it first penetrated her, she gasped. Not from any pain, but from the nubby friction it caused. She had to put more pressure on the vase to push it in but once she got past the decorative aperture, it slid easily, cooling her pussy lips. She rocked her hips back and forth, skimming her ass over the smooth leather. She pistoned the vase in and out, minding to be careful about each thrust.

Her hair had begun to stick to her face, beads of sweat dotting her upper lip. Her arousal mixed with the summer heat was an annoying distraction and already her leg was cramping. Pulling the vase out she set it unceremoniously back on the table and grabbed her clothes.

Wandering into the next room she found the dining room. Here a silver chandelier adorned the ceiling over a green glass table. Upon closer inspection, it looked to be a semi-precious stone. Maybe jade. Or malachite. Or… she shrugged and was about to keep walking through when she stopped, staring at the candelabra on the tabletop. Big fat candles nestled in each of the five cups forming a star. None of them had been lit and Goldilocks assumed it was just for show. Well, what good was something if you’ve never tried it. A wicked grin teased her lips and she grabbed the middle one, careful not to knock over the decorations or muss up the tablecloth. The candle had a good solid weight to it and holding it in her hand filled her with eagerness.

Squatting down, she positioned the candle under her and slowly, carefully eased her pussy down over it. It wouldn’t fit. Grimacing, she tried a different angle and worked it in, easing it inch by inch. It was by far the largest thing she ever had inside her and for the most part it was uncomfortable. Hoping she would adapt to its girth, she worked a little more in until her clenched fingers met with her wet pussy lips. Still too big. She wiggled the candle around and then just pulled it halfway out, then pushed it back in. It became somewhat easier each time but eventually she gave up. The candle came out with an audible pop. Not even bothering to clean it off, she gleefully placed it back in the candelabra. She bet the owners would never be able to tell.

Now she was in search of something smaller than the candle, but thicker than the vase. The next room revealed the kitchen. Decorated horribly horribly wrong. Cow curios cluttered the shelves and illegal bahis siteleri black and white potholders were on every hook and cupboard knob. It was as if the person who decorated this room never expected anyone to ever visit the kitchen. The bovine motif disgusted her in its whimsical cutesiness. There was also nothing here she could or would use. Then she noticed the spray faucet hose. That may not be what she was seeking but it would do in other ways.

She hopped up on the counter and then swiveled, straddling the metal precipice between the sinks. Pulling the hose out she turned the water to full blast and adjusted the temperature to cold. She loved the anticipation. Feeling the frigid water splash her inner thighs she tensed, hunched over the sink. Her legs were splayed so they rested on either countertops and when she first brought the sprayer to bear down on her pussy she reeled backward. She barely caught herself from falling by grabbing the metal faucet to steady herself. She had soaked her shirt. Forcing herself to stay still this time she managed to target her pussy. The shock thrilled her immensely. Hard concentrated blasts of water pummeled her tender flesh and it never felt so good. Within seconds, she was squirming and moaning, grinding her ass on the steel surface. It took a lot of effort to stay focused on not moving her hand and even more to balance herself. But it was worth it. Her clit began to tingle then bloom outward until her very lips trembled. She was getting so close so soon. Releasing the faucet with her left hand, she used her free fingers to plunge into her pussy, trying to speed the orgasm along. It only resulted in blocking the spray to her pussy, water jetting everywhere. Frustrated, she couldn’t figure out a way to finger herself while spraying. Shutting off the water, she slid down off the sink, her ass sore and her knees weak. If she didn’t come soon she was going to be pissed. Her feet sloshed through the puddles left on the kitchen floor as she continued investigating the rest of the cottage.

Her search led her into the master bedroom. Obviously the person who decorated the living room also had their way with this room. Dark burgundy velvet pillows showcased the four post bed, the covers a deep shade of forest green. Tasteful nude prints in classy frames hung on the walls, most of them of women with glittering eyes. Everything in the room was either cream, red, or green and somehow, it didn’t give off a Christmas-y vibe. Goldilocks got the impression that this was the room where she’d find something perfect.

Rummaging through the drawers revealed nothing of use except for a pack of Magnums which she haphazardly discarded canlı bahis siteleri over the shoulder. There was nothing under the bed either. Thinking she should investigate the two closet doors she opened the nearest one only to find a small bathroom. A simple tub, toilet and sink greeted her. Nothing fancy in this room. As she turned to leave, her elbow knocked over the container holding two toothbrushes. One of them electric. Musing over her newest find, she snatched the toothbrush and lay on the bed.

Her clit was still sensitive from earlier, but the joy of masturbation urged her on. Pressing the on button, the toothbrush came to life, bristles whirling. Goldilocks gingerly placed the toothbrush to her clit and immediately jerked away. The bristles were of hard fibers and it wasn’t the sensation she was aiming for. Using the back of the brush head felt much better. Her knees drew up to her chest as she let the head vibrate on her clit, reawakening her desire to come.

While she masturbated, she didn’t fantasize about anything. She never did. It was just her and her body’s responses to pleasure. There wasn’t a need to visualize someone seducing her. She was always best at pleasing herself. Closing her eyes, the soft whir of the makeshift vibrator lulled her into a delirium of ecstasy. Bowing into it, arching away, she was gripped by the beginnings of a building climax. Her fingers slipped once and the brush turned around, the bristles stabbing into her clit. It electrified her. She began to throb, to pulse. Clenching and unclenching her pussy muscles, she knew holding out wouldn’t be an option any longer. This was perfect. This was just right. Moaning aloud, her fingers sought entrance inside her, fingertips rimming her pussy before jabbing in deep. Her knees almost touched the bed as she writhed and flexed and bucked. Her cries increased in volume and she was close. God, so close. Jamming four fingers in as far as she could she gripped her digits while frantically struggling to keep the toothbrush positioned just right. Sweat dampened her temples and stung her eyes but she continued, not to be distracted again. Her hips thrust into her hand just as she recoiled from the vibrations. She couldn’t take it anymore and yet she was determined to come. She thrashed harder, her cries so much louder.

Her ragged moans drowned out the sound of the toothbrush. It drowned out her furious beating heart and the ringing pulse in her ears. It drowned out the creaking bed frame. It even drowned out the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. In one final lunge where her fingers impaled her so achingly deep, she came. It was brilliantly executed and it drew the very strength from her bones. Slumping back on the bed, head lolling to the side, Goldilocks whimpered, twitched, spasmed, and then blissfully fell asleep. She even left the toothbrush on where it slithered off the covers and buzzed around on the carpet, forgotten.

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She was finally gone. I had the whole night to myself.

I didn’t waste anytime. I jumped in the shower and gave myself a thorough cleaning.

I’m 5′ 10″ with an average build. I have a slightly above average dick and an asshole that loves being stretched. It’s something I never brought up to my girlfriend. My own personal kink.

I dried myself off and went into the bedroom. I laid a towel on the floor next to the bed. I went to the back of the closet and grabbed a box.

Inside the box were two big dildos, lube, some thong underwear and a webcam camera with an extra long cord.

I sometimes go online and I like to watch myself playing with my hole.

I set the box down near me for easy access to my toys.

I put on the thong underwear, it has a slit in the front that I can pull my penis through.

I grab the lube and position myself on all fours. I put a generous amount of lube on my index and middle. Then I reached around and pulled aside the thin piece of cloth attempting to cover my butthole. I proceeded to massage my hole with my lubed up fingers. Then I slowly started to ease both fingers deep inside my ass. My asshole can easily take two fingers so, I added a third and started to slowly finger fuck myself to get myself ready to fuck my big dildos.

I continued to dig three fingers into my slut hole when I felt a twinge in my balls. A bit of pre cum was leaking out of my semi erect cock. I güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri get in my knees and I placed my free hand under my dripping dick and caught some of the pre cum. I like to use my cum as lube.

I took my fingers out of my ass and reached into the box. I pulled out a white 10in long, 2.25in thick dildo. I rub the pre cum onto the head of the dildo. I position the dildo under me and I started lowering myself onto this fat fake dick. I hold my ass open as the head starts to penetrate me. I grind my ass around the dildo as I try to get adjusted to the size of the toy. I start with small strokes, rocking back and forth getting a feel of a rhythm. I eased myself farther onto the dildo, then I felt a little resistance. I wiggled my hips around again as I sit down onto the dildo, letting it stretch my insides.

My semi erect cock started to throb, as a little more pre cum began to dribble out. I scooped it up with my fingers and rubbed the liquid all over my lips. This way all I had to do was lick my lips to get of taste of my delicious man juice.

I proceeded with small strokes, enjoying the fullness I feel by having this 10 inch dildo balls deep in my ass. I eventually started to lengthening the strokes and my speed.

I was riding the dildo at a moderate pace, sitting up until just the head was in my ass, then I would sit all the way down until my buttcheeks hit the floor.

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I continued to ride my dildo this way, with both hands in front of me. Whenever my cock twitched and started to leak cum, I made sure my open hand was there to catch whatever came out. Sometimes it was a nice thick glob but, most times it was thin and clear. I made sure to eat it all.

I sped up my riding, I wanted to pound myself.

A few minutes into ravaging my hole, I felt a pulsing in my ass and I moaned out uncontrollably. I sat down hard onto the dildo and let my asshole pulse around this big toy deep in my ass.

I think my asshole was ready for my favorite dildo. BAM was a fat black dildo that measured at 13 inches and was 2.75 inches thick.

I grabbed BAM out of the box. It was so thick my fingers didn’t touch as I wrapped my hand around this fake cock.

I wiped some of the pre cum off the end of my dick and smeared it onto the dildo. I brought it to my face and I started to lick it like a lollipop. My mouth doesn’t open as wide as this dildo.

I slowly sit up and let the dildo that was in my ass fall to the floor with a thud.

I move that toy to the side and position the thick black dildo underneath me. I use one hand to hold open my buttcheeks and the other I use to guide the head of the dildo into my awaiting hole.

When güvenilir bahis şirketleri the head started to penetrate and open me up, I used both hands to spread my asscheeks apart to try to make my hole bigger to accommodate this thick dildo. I slowly sat down letting the head of the dildo pop in. I sat there a minute, getting used to the girth of the toy. I lowered myself farther onto the dildo, enjoying the stretching feeling it was producing. I stopped halfway down then proceeded to sit up until just the tip of the dildo was resting against my hole.

My cock had grown fully erect now anticipated the ass fucking I was about to endure.

I popped the head of the big black dildo back into my ass and started inching my way back onto BAM. I started riding with slow, long strokes until I was able to get the entire toy deep inside me. I increased my speed and soon I was bouncing up and down on this big thick dildo.

My asshole was in heaven. Getting pummeled and stretched as I continued to ride this fat dildo. My hole started to pulse and I moaned out loud in intense pleasure. My balls tighten up and all it took was for me to touch my dick once to start cumming like a fountain.

I jerked my dick and rode my dildo until my asshole stopped spasming and all liquids were drained from my cock.

I continued to ride the dildo while I licked my cum off of my hand, savoring my own flavor, letting my limp dick flop around.

After a few minutes, I felt like my asshole has had enough. I leaned forward to let the dildo fall out of my hole. I rest on all fours to let my gaping ass get some air.

‘Wow’ I heard, ‘now that’s a big butthole’.

I turn around to see one of my girlfriend’s friends standing in the doorway…

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Olivia waited, again she watched the time tick by. Face down on her bed she had some pillows piled up under her hips, and one under her head for comfort. The ball-gag in her mouth was making her drool a little… her pussy was woefully empty but there was a small vibrating butt-plug in her ass that was making her incredibly horny. Doug had told her that she had to tie herself up like this, and that he would come and play with her sometime this afternoon. He hadn’t told her when, just that if she wasn’t positioned like this when he got there then she was going to regret it a lot… so she’d been like this since noon and it had been 45 minutes already. She felt ready to explode. Wriggling her hips she almost teared up as her pussy burned with unconsummated desire.

Suddenly she heard the door open and she writhed in joy as Doug said, “Hello good girl.” Whimpering behind the gag she did actually tear up as he came into her view, she was so happy to see him, so happy that he was there and that someone was finally going to play with her.

Chuckling he slapped her on the ass with his hand and her butt cheek burned, he had spanked her hard. Trying to hump her hips, she begged with her body for more, wanting any kind of stimulation that he would give her; knowing that at the end she’d be as satisfied as she was last time. Smiling, he set a paper bag down next to her on the bed so that she could see it and wonder what was inside. Reaching in, he pulled out the first couple items… three small suction cup looking things. Reaching underneath her chest he pinched at her far nipple which wasted no time in perking up under his teasing touch, she tried to press her breasts out for more.

Putting one of the suction cups over it he pressed a little valve on the toy that caused it to suck the air out of the cup; immediately her nipple was granted a sharp jolt of pleasurable pain as it was sucked into the vacant space. Letting go the little cup, it stuck to her chest, suctioned there by the lack of air and pinching her nipple pleasantly. Putting the other one on illegal bahis her near nipple he repeated the process, and now both her nipples burned on her chest, making her pussy leak even more. Humming merrily he went in between her legs and a moment later she felt her clit sucked into the same painfully pleasurable pinch… and then she moaned and her body spasmed as he pressed a button on the remote in his pocket and all three suction cups started to vibrate.

Panting with lust she watched as he stripped down, his cock bobbling in front of him and she hoped that he would just go and stick it in her dripping pussy, fuck her hard… instead he reached into the bag and pulled out a paddle, a dildo that was covered with bumps, and a cockring. Placing the cockring over his shaft he groaned as it snugly hugged the base of his dick, making it pulse and ache. He wanted to make sure that playing with her didn’t mean that he was going to blow his load too soon.

Picking up the paddle he grinned at her wide eyes, “I think you need a punishment, don’t you? For not giving me a chance to explain at the party, that I wasn’t cheating on you? That was pretty selfish, even if it did mean that we ended up here.”

Olivia groaned and shook her head, but it just made her ass waggle and become even more of a delicious target.

THWACK!

She screeched behind the gag as the paddle left a roundish mark on her smooth butt.

THWACK!

Another muffled shriek. Doug grinned, “I think that twenty should do it.”

THWACK! CRACK! SMACK!

By the time he was done tears were rolling down her cheeks and she was hornier than ever, the incessant pinch and vibration on her nipples and clit had made for the most confusing mix of sensations she’d ever experienced. His hand caressed her burning ass, making her moan as the soft touch both hurt and soothed some of the heat that was emanating from the red flesh. Taking the bumpy dildo he pressed it at her dripping pussy hole – she hadn’t even realized that she was still wet until he began to push it into her. illegal bahis siteleri And she was very very wet.

The bumps made an odd feeling as the dildo pressed into her body, the way they put pressure on her inner walls in some of the oddest spots… as he twisted it inside of her she shuddered with pleasure. Although it wasn’t one that she would have picked out for herself, it felt fantastic. All the way in her it wasn’t quite as big as his dick, but it still massaged the inside of her pussy with its strange ridges, making her hips pump as he worked it in and out of her.

Doug smiled to watch the toy open her pussy up, disappearing between those plump pink lips below that heated ass. Her pussy was like a hungry mouth, gobbling the toy and pulling at it, sucking on it like her mouth would on a lollipop. It made him want to shove his dick in… but he wanted to play with her some more first. Turning up the vibration on her nipples and clit, he grinned as her body arched in response, the dildo digging even further in. Fucking her harder, he got her to the point where she was almost shuddering with the need for orgasm… and then he slowed the pace. Her hips jerked, humping back and trying to get the stimulation going again, but he made sure to go nice and slow, teasing her body. As her orgasm slowly slipped away she groaned in frustration.

A few minutes later he began pumping her pussy hard with the toy again, watching as her hips moved in rhythm as she neared orgasm. Again he slowed the pace before she could cum and she screamed behind the gag in sexually frustrated rage. Her pussy felt like it was on fire, the way it hungered for its climax, she thought her body was going to explode with the need of it. Every nerve seemed to be totally on edge, completely tense, and she shook with the energy.

Pulling the toy from her dripping pussy he began to push it firmly into her ass. Olivia groaned and wriggled, her orgasm slipping even further away as the insides of her ass burned with the strange pressures of the dildo. Doug just slowly canlı bahis siteleri pressed it inside of her, never quite stopping and never pulling it out at all… just twisting and pushing. As soon as it was uncomfortably lodged inside her ass, he turned the vibrators on her nipples and clit up to their highest volume. Her body jolted in a confusion of sensations.

Eagerly he knelt behind her, pressing his dick to her clasping pussy and pressing in with one hard thrust. Her dildo-stretched cunt easily took the stroke, clutching at him in excitement as she was finally invaded; as the base of his belly pressed against her ass it drove the dildo in deeper and she jerked with surprise. Fucking her hard, the suction cups buzzing merrily on her body and the dildo pressing into her with every thrust, Olivia felt like she was overcome with the different stimulations… she’d never done anything this amazing with her toys before.

The intense sensations and the earlier teasing quickly had her climbing to incredibly heights of pleasure, and she thought she was going to faint when her orgasm finally exploded inside her belly. Holding onto consciousness by a thread, she shrieked with ecstacy as her climax was finally released and her entire body clamped hard against Doug, making him groan as her pussy convulsed and massaged his dick. She began to thrash as the orgasm went on, starting to become slightly painful as her clit expanded within the confines of the suction cup and the twin dicks in her holes continued to push in.

Finally Doug spurted inside of her, his final thrust digging the dildo painfully into her ass, and his balls slapping against her suction cupped clit. He lay there for a few moments, his hips pressing against her heated ass flesh and his groin keeping the dildo firmly in her agonized hole. When he pulled out the first thing he did was turn off the vibration and she sobbed with relief, her body sagging. Removing the dildo from her ass with a pop, he watched her body twitch and the gaping hole slowly pinch close. Then he released the suction cups and Olivia moaned as blood started running through the swollen buds once more and they tingled and jabbed at her.

Pulling the gag from her mouth, he kissed her lips before beginning to untie her arms and legs. She tasted like tears and sex.

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He and I have planned this. To meet at a local park. The only intention is for me to give him a blowjob.

He texts me directions to the park and I leave my house. When I arrive, I let him know. Soon, I see his headlights behind my car. He parks in front of me and climbs out of his car.

I can’t believe how tall he is and all I can do is stare as he walks to my passenger door. He slides into the seat.

“Hi,” he says.

“Hey,” I reply. Quick and simple, I remind myself as I adjust in my seat and lean forward. I have my hand at the front of his pants. He’s already rock hard and he sighs.

I fumble with his zipper, my hand is shaking. I slowly unzip his pants and slide my hand through. I only find boxers.

At this point, I’m glad that he can’t see the frustration on my face. My fingers linger on him. I can feel his heat through the thin cotton fabric. I sigh; I’m getting wet by this. Finally, my fingertips find the opening of his boxers. I graze the soft flesh of him; it sends shivers down my spine.

Slowly, carefully, my fingers work their way through his boxers. I wrap my hand around his shaft and gently pull it outward.

With the light of the moon shining through my windshield, I can see the full size of him. A healthy eight inches, and he’s thick too! I trace my fingers over him, starting from his tip, down his smooth head. I can’t help but smile to myself. I look up to his face; his eyes are on my hand, his lips slightly parted. I move my fingers gently over his shaft. I can feel the soft veins under his silky skin. I do this to the underside of his cock as well.

He moves his hand and places it over mine, I look at him. His breath has quickened, he lays my palm on his shaft, folding my fingers over him. He moves my hand up and down. He looks at me, his eyes pleading.

I gradually stroke his length, my eyes never leaving his. I bring my hand all the way up, my palm grazing his tip, my fingers stroking his shafts. I twist my hand, my fingers are underneath, my palm on top; I slowly bring my hand down. I work my way back up again twisting my hand at his hot tip and slide down.

I watch his eyes close, his head resting against the headrest, his lips in a pouty O shape. I wrap my fingers more firmly around him and my pace is quicker. Up and down my hand runs over his hot flesh. Soon he’s thrusting his hips forward, pushing his cock through my fingers. A loan moan escapes his lips and I place my mouth over the smooth flesh of his head. My tongue flicks güvenilir bahis at the tiny hole. He sucks in a breath, I sigh against him. I run circles around his tip with my tongue. Lower and lower I go, still making circles until his cock touches my lips.

His fingers twist into my hair and I keep lowering my mouth on him. I come back up to his tip and slide him past my lips again. My hand pulls his flesh down towards the base of his cock, my mouth follows. I can feel him touch the back of my throat. This makes me cum, soaking through my panties. I don’t come back up, I only go further down. My tongue brushes against his hard shaft. The taste of his skin is bitter sweet and I moan.

I bring my mouth up and off of him, I suck in some air. His hands are still wrapped in my hair. His eyes lock on mine.

“Please,” he begs. “I need more.”

I just smile. I begin to stroke him with more intensity, my hand brushing against his the soft curls above his cock. I hear him plead, “I need your mouth on me.”

I put him back into my mouth, my hand still stroking. Up and down, my lips press against him, my fingers tighten around. The grip in my hair becomes tighter; he pushes my mouth further down on him. The tip of his cock touches the back of my throat again and again. I start to moan, my pussy convulses. He releases a primitive sound, his hand heavy on my head; his cock is as far as it can go.

I can feel him twitch as his hot thick cum is unloaded. I swallow as much as I can. Some spilling from the corners of my mouth.

His hand falls from my hair to my neck. I slowly bring my mouth off of him. My hand casually stroking his shaft. Even after his release, he’s still rock hard. My hand never leaves his sticky cock.

My head lies on his shoulder, his arm around my lower back; we’re both breathing heavy. My body shakes and he chuckles. I’ve cum again and I think he knows this.

He twists his body towards me, my head falls onto his bicep. His hand covers my cheek and I hear him sigh against my ear. He lowers his hand, across my chest and stomach. He lifts the bottom of my shirt up just enough to get his hand under it. The heat of his hand is startling; I swear it gets hotter the further up he goes. I sigh and continue to play with his cock. His hand reaches my breasts. He traces the lace edge of my bra, his fingertips barely touching my skin. He makes me shiver again.

He slides his hand back down; so lightly, so hot. He unbuttons my jeans and palms my panty clad pussy. türkçe bahis “Oh” is all that escapes from me.

He pushes me back against my door. His fingers curl over the top of my jeans, he pulls them down and off of me; my legs resting across his lap.

He traces lines over my leg, starting from my ankle, over my calf to the inside of my knee and thigh. He stops at the edge of my panties. I’m panting with anticipation. He looks at my face with shimmering eyes, his fingers glide over my mound and down my pussy.

“Wow.” He says, You’re soaked.”

I turn red, hoping that he can’t see it. He hands reach up to my shirt and he starts to undo the buttons. My chest heaves against his fingers. After he gets to the last button, his fingers push again the top of my breasts, he pulls my shirt over my shoulder to my elbows and slips it off. There’s a bright twinkle in his eyes, I blush even more; feeling like I’m making the inside of the car glow.

He pulls the straps of my bra down over my shoulders too and reaches for the front clasp, freeing my breasts. Barely touching the smooth flesh of my chest, he pulls the bra completely off of me and drops it to the floor boards.

My erect nipples stand out and are soon between his thumb and forefingers. He rubs them. He twists them. He pinches them. And he pulls on them. I’m moaning as I lay my head back against the window. A sigh passes through my lips.

My eyes are closed as I feel his soft warm lips on my nipple. His tongue circles around it, he pulls his mouth away and blows on it. I can feel my nipple grow more aroused. He does this to my other nipples as if not wanting to leave it out of the fun.

He sucks my nipple into his mouth, his teeth nipping at me. His hand travels to my panties and he begins to caress my pussy. I spread my legs for him, inviting him in for a closer feel. He presses harder against me, my hips push against his hand and I cum, again.

My body quivers, he chuckles. He begins to slide my panties off. He lowers his face to my pussy once its naked, his hands behind my knees. I feel his hot breath on my cum soaked lips. He blows short bursts of air on my pussy.

“That’s going to make me cum again,” I tell him.

“That’s my point,” he replies.

He blows a cool breath and a warm breath. Alternating between the two. I try to push my pussy to his mouth, he pulls away. I try again, nothing. I try some more and finally my lips meet his.

He places kisses all over me. His tongue slides güvenilir bahis siteleri over my slit, bottom to top. My body jolts, he’s buried his tongue at the top of my slit, pressing it onto my clit. I feel his wet tongue circle over my clit. It sends a burning sensation through my pussy. My fingers comb through his hair. I can’t stand it, I feel like I’m on fire. My pussy twitches, it’s so unbelievable.

A hand travels along my inner thigh, sending goose bumps across my flesh. His fingers play with my wet lips, pulling gently and pinching firmly. A finger slips into me. A double sensation, my clit being flicked, my pussy fingered. My breath is heavy as moans come from my mouth. He slips another finger into me.

“Yes,” I whisper. “So good.”

His tongue flicks faster, and another finger enters me. I buck my hips against his hand, like I’m riding him.

“I’m going to cum,” I moan.

He keeps at it. The hot burning feeling builds inside of me. I explode. He thrusts his three fingers hard into my dripping pussy; his teeth find my clit and bite down. I scream. I cum. But he doesn’t stop. His fingers only go faster inside me, his teeth bite down harder. I cum again, bucking against him.

All of a sudden, everything stops. He sits up and pulls me with him.

“I want to be inside you,” he whispers to me. He pulls me atop his lap. His cock presses against me. He slides himself into my pussy. I slide down on his throbbing cock, his hand reaches for my chest. He plays with my tits, suckling on my nipples.

I slide back up his cock. His hands still on my breasts. His mouth biting my nipples.

I rock myself on his cock, sighing. His thickness amazes me. My moans are quiet, my breathing quickens. He starts to thrust harder into me.

“Cum on me,” he moans.

My hips meet his with each one of his hard thrusts. My pussy tightens around his cock, I cum hard. I can’t stop. He pushes into me harder and harder, my ass slaps against his lap. And I’m still cumming. I know he can feel it. My pussy refuses to release his cock.

“Oh, fuck.” He says, “Your pussy feels so good.”

He pounds harder into me, there’s a mixture of pain and pleasure.

“Oh, God,” he whispers. “I’m going to cum.”

He slams his cock in deep, pushes me down onto him. He twitches again and again. His eyes roll into the back of his head as my head falls back. He draws me to his chest, lays my head into the nook of his neck. As he wraps his arms around me, he moans. And I sigh. We cum together.

We sit like that for awhile, our bodies shaking. I feel him grow limp and slip out of me. I shiver, I love the way it feels.

“I can’t move,” I whisper against him.

“It’s okay,” he says. “I don’t want you to.”

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