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I guess I am not your average 22-year-old man when it comes to women. From puberty I had the same fascination with the female form that my friend did, but my tastes always tended towards a maturer woman. While all my friends lusted after young pop stars such as Britney Speirs in her school uniform I was more attracted to Monica Bellucci who made the cinema uncomfortably hot for me in the 2nd and 3rd parts of the matrix trilogy. Similarly when my friends started getting interested in the other schoolgirls in our class I was fixated on the female teachers. Don’t get me wrong I had my share of girlfriends through school and college, and enjoyed myself like every guy did, but my love of older women persisted throughout, and I never ended up in a serious relationship. I kept my desires to myself, scared I would be ridiculed by my friends, but they seemed to get more intense with time.

It wasn’t as if I was lusting after old women in their seventies, but neither was I into pretty young teenagers. I especially liked busty dark haired women, (hence my Bellucci fascination). My preferred age range was 35 to 50, mainly due my other fetish of impregnating an older woman later on in her life, after she thought her child bearing days were well behind her. There was something very taboo and naughty about this that I found unbelievably exciting. The thought of an older woman, who really should know better, allowing herself to be knocked up by a young stud like me was something I often dreamed about while masturbating. I liked to imagine what her friends and family would say as her big, mature breasts filled up with milk and her belly swelled with the baby of a man half her age. Little was I to know what an impact this fetish would have on my future.

I left college two years ago as a qualified computer technician and quickly found work in my local area servicing and repairing machines. Much of my work was with the retail sector, and I found myself working for a chain of small travel agent shops installing a new computer system. It was in one of these shops that I met Mrs Maxine Dixon. Maxine was the manager of that particular travel agents shop and as such was the person I dealt with most when working out what type of system would suit them best. That suited me fine, as she was one of the best looking women I had ever seen. At 44 she was the perfect age. She had fashionably cut shoulder length black hair she generally wore up on top of her head, a very pretty face and a seductive smile. She wore small black reading glasses, usually down her nose, which gave her the “sexy schoolteacher” look that I love. Her body was also gorgeous. She stood about 5’8″ and though she carried a bit of weight it was perfectly distributed on her sexy frame the majority of it on her very ample chest. She wore the same smart uniform as the other girls, a simple knee length black skirt, black tights and a light blue sleeveless blouse, and though it was not supposed to be sexy, when Maxine wore it the uniform looked great. She was very friendly towards both the customers and staff, with a good sense of humour and a very suggestive, flirty voice that was very appealing. From the first time I met her I was enchanted, and was glad the computer install would take several weeks, giving me plenty of time with this gorgeous creature.

I made it my mission to find out more about her, and managed to glean a fair bit of info from the other girls without making my interest too obvious. I discovered that she had married very young at 18, and quickly had two sons who were now about my age. However tragedy had struck when her husband had been killed in a car accident, leaving her to bring up her sons alone. This she had done very well. Both now had good jobs and had left home leaving Maxine alone again. The other girls said that even though she had dated a few men over the last few years there had never been anything serious, and she seemed quite content by herself. I found it tragic that such a lovely woman was by herself, and wished I could do something about it. However I didn’t believe I had any chance with her considering the twenty two-year age gap.

From the moment I met her I was attracted to Maxine. I would sneak glances at her legs and ass in her tight skirt, and stare intently at her blouse in an attempt to see the outline of her bra while her back was turned. However over the next few weeks the attraction turned into something closer to an obsession. It all started when I was installing the main computer server though the back of the shop, a few days after starting the job. Maxine was through the front with the two other girls Donna and Louise, and they all seemed to forget I was there even though I could hear what was going on out the front quite clearly. When the shop had a quiet spell in the afternoon the women started talking about clothes (a woman’s favourite subject?). Donna brought out a flimsy low cut halter top she had bought that day.

“What do you think of this ladies?” She asked her colleagues, “I have bought this top for a night out with my boyfriend illegal bahis Mark next weekend. I reckon he will like it a lot. It should make the most of my little B cup tits. On fact I am thinking of not bothering with a bra, as the straps would be too noticeable with a top like this. I am sure Mark will appreciate that!”

At the mention of bras my ears pricked up and I started listening more closely.

“That top looks great Donna,” Louise said. “I have one a bit like that. I always go braless when I wear it as well. One of the main advantages of having small tits is that I don’t need much support and can get away without a bra when I am out. My boyfriend loves it as well. Men are so fixated with tits, even mine which aren’t much bigger than yours Donna. Maxine, you must have got a fair bit of male attention over the years, being so well endowed?” she said to her manager.

Maxine laughed that husky, sexy laugh of hers.

“I tell you girls, big boobs are sometimes not all they are cracked up to be. For a start there is no chance I could go out without a bra wearing any kind of top, much less one like that. I need so much more support than you do for your pert little tits. Big boobs do get you a lot of attention and you would think they would be a huge asset during sex, but believe me they can be a liability when it comes to your own pleasure. Men become transfixed with them and don’t give enough attention to more important areas further down the body. As much as I like having my tits rubbed and sucked I am not going to get off on it. My husband was terrible for that when we first started having sex. In those days he always ended up cumming all over my boobs before he got anywhere near my pussy, leaving me frustrated. If things had gone on like that I doubt I would ever have got pregnant, but he got a lot better with experience.” He voice was tinged with sadness as she said this and I could tell she still missed her husband terribly, even 20 years after his death.

“Any way girls,” Maxine continued “Those days are long gone but I still have to carry these heavy things about with me wherever I go. I have to do exercises every day to keep the muscles of my chest and back in shape. This prevents back pain, and also helps with the dreaded sag and droop that comes with age. I have done the exercises every day since I was 15 years old. My tits don’t sag too much for their size, especially considering I have had two children and will be 45 this year, but it is still a pain having to get up early every day to exercise. Also getting clothes that fit me can be a bit of a challenge, especially nice looking underwear. Most shops only stock bras up to a D or DD cup and I am a 40 F cup so it can be pretty difficult. A completely natural 40F I hasten to add, I don’t have such big boobs through choice!”

“Wow, an F cup!” Donna exclaimed, “I didn’t know you were that Maxine. I mean you do look big but not THAT big.”

“That is because I always wear a minimiser bra at work,” Maxine replied. “It flattens me off quite a bit and means I can fit into these work blouses. Even then it is bit tight and the blouse can gape open if I bend down too much. Sometimes the buttons work their way undone as well and I always have to check I am buttoned up properly. Also having to cram my big boobs into this tight bra every day isn’t particularly comfortable. I have very sensitive nipples and they can get quite painful getting pressed flat by this damn minimiser. I much prefer an underwired push up bustier as it gives me so much more support and doesn’t press on my nipples as much. The first thing I do when I get home at night is change into a bustier.”

“Yeah, I wear a push up to work every day” Louise said. “With one of them on I fill out the work blouse nicely, but if you wore one you would probably burst it open Maxine. I can see why you need the minimiser,” she giggled. “I think you should wear your push up bustier one day to give the male customers a thrill. We will be so much busier of you do.”

“Ha Ha very funny.” Maxine laughed back. “Perhaps 20 years ago that might have worked but I don’t think many men would be interested in my old boobs now.”

How wrong she was. In the back shop I was beside myself with desire listening to the conversation. I had though Maxine was busty before, but now I knew she was playing down her assets with a minimiser all I could think about was how big her tits would be in her push up bustier, or even better out of a bra completely. I felt my cock begin to swell and had the overwhelming desire to start rubbing myself then and there, but I forced myself to calm down. However the conversation was not over yet.

“Another thing with the work uniform is the skirt, I know it isn’t too short but it is really a bit tight around the ass for an old woman like me who isn’t as slim as she used to be,” Maxine complained. “If I wear normal panties the panty line is just so obvious especially if I am bending down or reaching up to get brochures off the shelves. I have ended up having to wearing a thong and hold illegal bahis siteleri up stockings to work, which is a bit silly for a woman my age. I am sure you young girls are comfortable in your thongs, but I just feel embarrassed wearing one. Also when I first started wearing the thong all the hair round my crotch was sticking out the sides of it which made me even more self conscious, even if no one else could see it. I have ended up having to shave myself down there again, something I had not really bothered with for years. I really will have to see if head office will change the uniform to suit older women.”

“I think you look great in the uniform Maxine,” Donna replied. “You really are too hard on yourself. Sure you might be a bit older than us, but a lot of men like an older woman, especially one with 40F tits!”

“Oh yeah?” Maxine replied sceptically “I have yet to meet any men like that.”

“You have to be joking Maxine,” Louise gasped. “I can’t believe a nice looking woman like you hasn’t got any offers, it has been years since your husband died. Surely you haven’t been without a man since then “

“Afraid so girls,” Maxine admitted bashfully. “I never had time when my boys were young, and have kind of lost interest over the last few years. I did have a few flings years back but never anything serious, and I was never satisfied by any of the men I was. They never compared to my husband in the bedroom department, and to this day he is the only man who has ever given me a climax, and that over 20 years ago. As for the last few years I have had a few offers, but they have all been from men a good bit older than me and to be honest I have never found older men that attractive. I am sure they couldn’t satisfy me with their old wrinkly cocks that probably don’t harden properly anymore without viagra.”

“Oh Maxine that is terrible,” Donna commiserated. “I don’t know how you have managed without sex for all those years. I would hate it.”

“Don’t get me wrong girls, I haven’t gone off sex completely,” Maxine continued. “In fact if some young virile toy boy was to make me an offer I might well be tempted but I very much doubt someone like that would be interested in an old woman like me.”

Through the back I wanted to shout out that I was the man she was looking for, but I held my tongue for fear the girls would remember I was there and stop talking about such an exciting topic. As it turned out a customer came in and the conversation finished. However all I could think about was Maxine’s big F-cup tits crammed into her minimiser bra just begging for release, or of the tiny thong running between her meaty buttocks and over her shaved pussy. I thought about awakening 20 years of pent up sexual energy in this gorgeous woman and could barely keep control of my cock. I couldn’t wait to get away from work that day.

That night as soon as I got home I stripped naked and began jerking off with images of Maxine in my head. I felt more aroused than I had ever been before. My cock is normally an average 7 inches when erect, but that night it seemed to be at least another inch longer and also much thicker than usual. The veins along the length of my cock stood out and throbbed as I frantically tugged on the swollen helmet. With my other hand I reached down to feel my smooth, shaved balls (a previous girlfriend had preferred me shaved and I just kept doing it after we broke up in case I met another woman like her). Today they felt incredibly heavy filled with hot cum that I would love to spray over my mature goddess, or even better, inside her. I thought of rubbing my cock over her tits and buttock, getting more and more aroused with every second. Then my mind wandered to thoughts of her clean shaved pussy. I wondered if she was still fertile. At 44 she probably had another couple of years left. I thought of blowing my load deep inside her and about her getting knocked up by a man young enough to be her son, over 20 years after she had last given birth. That final taboo thought was too much for me and I felt my cock swell up before spurting an enormous load of cum all over my chest and stomach. I imagined my cock was deep inside Maxine, pumping my potent seed towards her last few fertile eggs. After what seemed like 10 minutes my cock stopped spurting and I fell back exhausted. Even this didn’t seem to satisfy me, and my desire for Maxine seemed to grow even stronger. Within a few minutes I had another erection and soon blew another load of cum as large as the first.

The next day I struggled to do my work. Every time she walked by I caught a whiff of her perfume and I found my eyes drawn to her as if they had a mind of their own. Now that I knew about her underwear situation I was on the look out for her bending over to see what I could get a glimpse of. I didn’t have long to wait. The courier came with a new stock of brochures soon after opening, and Maxine brought the box through the back to unpack, right beside where I was setting up the computers. She smiled pleasantly at me before turning her back and canlı bahis siteleri bending over to unpack the boxes. As she bent forward her skirt pulled tight against her ample behind, clearly displaying the swells of her buttocks to me, which were, of course, devoid of any panties. I could even see the thin ridge of her thong as it passed from between her buttocks and up over her hips. I imagined the gusset of the thong passing between her legs and pressing hard onto her shaved pussy lips and clitoris. At the same time her skirt had ridden up her thighs revealing much more of her shapely legs than I had ever seen before. Just below where her skirt stopped I could just see the tops of her hold up stockings. I felt the familiar swelling in my groin and tried to look away, but it was all I could do not to reach out and touch her gorgeous ass. My cock was completely out of control and within seconds I had a full erection, which I tried desperately to hide by crossing my legs. Maxine seemed to somehow sense my discomfort. She turned and looked at me quizzically.

“Are you getting on OK Allan,” she asked. “You seem a little quiet today.”

“I..I am fine” I stammered out, and tried to get back to work. However it was not to be as Maxine was now starting to place the brochures up on the high shelves over her head. As she reached up her blouse strained against her huge bust and was pulled loose from her skirt at the front. The blouse rode up exposing her navel and the swell of her belly to me. She did not have a flat belly, which you could not expect at her age and after two children. However the skin was still tight with no sign of stretch marks and was the same creamy white colour as her face and arms. I found the sight overwhelmingly exciting and though my cock was going to explode through my trousers. I wanted so much to be able to cum all over that belly, or, even better, deep inside it. I imagined that lovely belly swelling with a child I had put there.

To my disappointment Maxine finished stocking the high shelves quite quickly and as she dropped her arms her belly was covered once again. She noticed her blouse had come loose and tucked it back in. I looked away quickly so the wouldn’t see me staring at her. She put the now empty box over by the bins and then and went back out the front, leaving me with a huge erection and a feeling of intense frustration at not being able to do anything about it.

Over the next few days I had an almost constant erection when I was around Maxine. This was not helped by the fact that one of my aunts had come to stay the week with me while house hunting in the local area and this meant I could not masturbate at night to release the sexual tension for fear of getting caught. The walls of my flat were so thin that my aunt was bound to hear what was going on and she was a terrible gossip. I tried to stay away from Maxine as much as possible and get on with my work, but things became more difficult when the system was up and running and I had to give training to the staff on how to work it. I trained Donna and Louise up first by eventually it was Maxine’s turn. I started by showing her how to log customer details on to the system. I sat beside the computer while she stood slightly behind me looking at what I was doing on the screen. The smell of her perfume and even her very presence was getting me excited.

“This is the data input screen,” I said to her, clicking with the mouse. “You type the customer name and address in here.”

“That looks pretty easy, let me have ago,” she replied in that husky, flirty voice of hers.

She bent over beside me and started clicking with the mouse on the screen. I could not resist any more and had quick sideways glance at her, then almost gasped out loud. Her blouse had moved slightly as she bent over and even though it was still buttoned tightly over her chest the front had gaped a little where it passed over her shoulder. This gave me a tiny peek of the lacy strap of her bra as it disappeared into her blouse, straining to hold her wonderful tits inside the tight top. I could see the bra was lavender coloured and even though I knew it was an unexciting minimiser I could feel my cock beginning to swell again. All reason went out of my mind and I knew I had to see more of her gorgeous tits.

“Why don’t you sit down and try Maxine?” I offered. This was not a chivalrous gesture, it was because then I would be standing about her and might get a glimpse down her blouse at those gorgeous tits if I was lucky.

“Why thank you Allan,” She replied, smiling her seductive smile at me.

We changed places and I leant over her shoulder, going through how to use the computer system. Every few minutes I took a furtive glance at her chest, but the blouse was staying tightly fastened denying me a view of her cleavage. However I could see the buttons were under a bit of stress with the sheer size of her bust, and it looked like a little bit of tension in the right direction might pop one of them open. I remembered Maxine’s conversation with the girls when she had said she had problems with her blouse popping open. I had to figure out a way to get that to happen now. There was a pile of computer manual on the side of the desk. As I reached over to get one I “accidentally” knocked it over the side of the desk.

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I Recall The First Night With My New Lover

It’s been raining. I run into the motel room. It’s not too fancy. I nice bed in a small room. It’s chilly in the room. My white t-shirt and skirt are soaked. I take off my jacket and look up at you. You are sitting on the bed watching me. I smile and you smile back. You look amazing sitting there. I know how lucky I am. I notice you are staring at my breasts, which you are able to see through my t-shirt because it’s wet and clinging to me. My nipples are erect and I blush slightly because you are looking at me so intently.

“I am very nervous,” I say almost in a whisper

“You look very pretty.”

“Thanks” you reply “so do you.”

I walk over and sat down next to you. You have on a t-shirt and jeans. Your jeans really look nice on you and accent your thighs. I lean over and smell your hair. You are such a dream come true. You turn to look at me while I smell your hair and I lean over and kiss you. It’s amazing. I lose my breath for a minute. I put my hand on your cheek and kiss you again. My tongue parts your lips and into your mouth. Our tongues rub each other as my hands start to roam down your back. We stop kissing and look at each other. “Can I undress you?” I ask you.

“Yes” you say. I stand you up and pull your shirt over your head, stopping to kiss your neck before reaching down and unbuttoning your jeans. I pull your jeans down and off of your feet. You are standing in front of me with you panties and bra. I kiss you very forcefully shooting my tongue into your mouth while undoing your bra. You bra falls off to reveal your breasts. They are perfect. I gently cup your right illegal bahis breast in my hand. I am over come with lust for you. I shove my hand into your panties exploring the folds of you. I find you wetness and gently put my finger in. You spread you legs while still standing. The whole time my mouth never leaves yours and my tongue dances in your mouth. I take your hand in mine and raise it to my breast pressing your hand against my breasts. You are quick to reciprocate, rubbing my breast and erect nipples.

“Do you want to undress me?” I ask

“Yes” you say as you are pulling my shirt off. My nipples stand up for you. I am not sure now if it is cold in the room or if my lust for you is the cause. You start to unzip my skirt but before you do I say, “Stick your hand up my skirt.” You do as I ask and you find that I am on fire between my thighs. You quickly stick you fingers in my massaging my wetness. I kiss you and moan frantically. I push your hand away to recover myself. You finish undressing me and then we lie down. You still have your panties on so I pull them off of you.

As I pull them down I am lying between your legs. I move my mouth to you pussy. I lick the hair on your mound. I take a deep breath smelling you, feeling the warmth of you. I spread the folds of you and begin licking you. I gently start to suck your clitoris into my lips and lick faster. You put your hands on my head pressing me against you harder. You arch your back and moan. I reach between my legs and start rubbing myself while I am licking you. You breathing is faster and harder. I put my finger into your welcoming hole and move it in and out faster and faster. illegal bahis siteleri Finally you quit moving for a moment and them thrust your hips against my mouth as you orgasm. I lie there licking you taking in all of you.

I move up to kiss you and we share a sloppy, passionate kiss. My tongue spills out of your mouth and you suck it gently. You spread you legs as I lie between them. I start rubbing against you. It feels so good that I press harder and harder. Now I am thrusting my body up and down rubbing against you. I orgasm so intensly and so quickly that I feel as if I am going to pass out. I seal my lips to yours and muffle my cries of passion. My orgasm seems to go on forever. Finally the spasms between my legs subside and I regain my mind. I stare into your eyes. I stick my tongue out and lick your lips.

This is our first meeting and you’ve given me the best orgasm of my life. We hadn’t planned to make love our first meeting, but I was ruled by lust. You are my source of pleasure. We lie there kissing each other and caressing our bodies. My hands roam over every inch of you. I kiss your thighs, your stomach and your breasts. My tongue circles your nipples and then quick shoots into your mouth. I take you hand and put it between my legs. You skillfully start rubbing my clitoris. I want so badly for you to give me oral pleasure. I start to move my hips in a circle pressing your hand against me.

“Please eat me,” I say and my own bluntness surprises me. You smile and go between my legs licking, and sucking. I feel you fingers explore me and your tongue drives me to a state of ecstasy that I’ve never known. While my canlı bahis siteleri orgasm builds in me and you lie between my legs working my hot, loving pussy with your tongue like a master I lose my thoughts. It’s like no one else exists in the world. It’s like you have known my body forever. The emotion overwhelms as, and me I orgasm again I start to weep. The orgasm engulfs my entire body and I shudder in delight. I pass out. I wake up to see you looking over me. I feel a dampness on my head. You had gotten scared and got a cool rag for my head. I took your hand and kissed it.

“Are you okay?” you asked

“Yes” I said I was still sobbing.

“Are you upset?” you inquired as you stood up to take the rag into the bathroom

“No” I replied

“Why are you crying?”

I looked at you standing in the doorway of the bathroom. The light shined around you a silhouette of your body was magnificent. I was barely able to speak. I finally mustered the words to talk and said, “Because I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone. I have only known you a short time, but I am lost in love with you.”

You come to the bed and kiss me. We don’t make love again. We just kiss and hold each other. We fall asleep in each other’s arms. I wake up in the middle of the night and caress your breasts and I look at you in the light from outside. I study the curves of your body, the texture of your nipples and the curls in the hair on your pussy. I kiss you lips and you shift your body rolling over so that I can see your buttocks. I rub you ass and it’s beautiful. I rub you back and run my fingers through your hair.

You have introduced me to a world of love and passion. You have uncovered lust in me that I didn’t know existed. I start to cry again because I am so happy that I found you. I whispered “Diana, I love you.” I finally fall asleep while holding you more satisfied then I’ve ever been.

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Bonita and I have worked together for over a decade. During this time we have become the best of friends. Despite the fact that I frown on workplace romances, I couldn’t help but fantasize about Bonita on a regular basis.

She has an incredible body. Her boobs are lusciously large with forever protruding nipples. She often goes without a bra in the summer while wearing flimsy thin silk tops. Her ass, which see keeps concealed in her skin tight jeans, is perfectly shaped. I love to look at her panty lines and try and guess what colour they are. But the thing that drives me absolutely wild is the way her jeans or shorts are always riding up the crack of her pussy.

Bonita is a very flirtatious girl. She’s always talking about how much she enjoys sex. I remember one time when she was having trouble with her boyfriend so I told her she should withhold sex from him until he smartened up. She quipped back that that would be a punishment for her, not him.

Bonita’s my right arm. We work very closely together. We’ve often travelled together on business trips. Although nothing sexual happened on these trips, there was always a certain mood of sex in the air.

One weekend in December we were having our annual sales meeting. We flew in all our sales reps from across the country. It was casual Friday at the office so I brought a suit in to change into at the end of the day. We were going to have a big dinner for everyone involved at a local restaurant. Then suddenly at around 4:00 pm there was an accident on the street and a truck struck a hydro pole which left us in the dark.

“I know you need to change for the meeting,” stated Bonita. “Why don’t you just come over to my place since I live so close.”

We drove separately over to her place and parked in the driveway.

“You can use the upstairs bathroom while I go to my room,” said Bonita as we walked in her door. “Thanks a lot for this,” I said as I walked up the stairs.

I was standing at the bathroom mirror with the door open putting on my tie when Bonita came in holding up her dress. It was a short strapless velvet dress with silver appliqués around the top hem. Bonita looked like a million bucks.

“Could you help me do up the clasp,” Bonita said in an almost pouty school girl tone.

“If it were up to me I would much prefer to take it off you than to help you do it up,” I half jokingly stated.

She slowly turned around and seductively placed her cheek against mine. Then she whispered into my ear.

“Thanks for the offer but I don’t think we have time for a proper fuck. How about a quick blowjob and you can cum on my tits.”

With that she stepped back and dropped her dress to the floor. There she stood, my long time fantasy, in nothing but a strapless black lace bra, matching panties, black garter and lace stockings. Bonita’s body was even better than I had imagined. It was perfectly proportioned. Her slender neck pointed down to her succulent tits which led down to her small and supple waist. Her curvy hips helped to accentuate her tight and shapely ass.

The material of her panties was wedged inside her pussy which looked ever so slutty. I was in heaven. She reached behind her and undid her bra letting it fall to the floor on top of her dress. The reaction from my cock was immediate. I don’t think I’ve ever been so hard, so fast. Her boobs were incredible. They were big and firm and beautifully shaped. Her rosy pink nipples were large and erect. I’m sure I just stood there with my mouth hanging open for several minutes.

Bonita then knelt down on her knees and began to undo my pants. I quickly reached down to help her.

“Just relax and let me do the work,” she purred.

She pulled my pants and underwear down and took hold of my cock with her left hand. She opened her pouting luscious lips and guided my hard-on straight into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head of my prick as her hand worked up and down my shaft. She gently played with my balls while she sucked and licked my saliva covered cock.

While she was giving me the best blowjob of my life her right hand was tucked inside her lace panties rubbing her pussy to the same rhythm as the hand on my cock. Bonita was incredible. She would suck my cock against the inside of her cheeks. As they collapsed from the sucking action, her cheeks would envelope my prick like a warm wet blanket. She sucked me so hard that I could feel my cock pulsate in her mouth.

After about 15 or 20 minutes the excitement of the situation was starting to take its toll on me and I couldn’t hold back any longer.

“I’m gonna cum,” I yelled. “Make sure you miss my face and hair,” she panted. “Aim for my tits,” she begged.

“Oh my god Bonita here it cums,” I squealed as I let go a huge load of cum that landed directly on her tits. To add even further to my fantasy she scooped up some of my cum from her boob and licked off her fingers with her lovely long tongue. I was spent.

Then Bonita stood up and took illegal bahis my hand in hers. She placed it on her lace covered pussy. “Feel how wet I am,” she cooed.

I couldn’t believe it. Her pussy juice was actually running down the inside of her thighs. I begged her to let me look at her cunt but she told me that the anticipation would give me something to think about during the evening. Boy was she right. She did let me wipe up the rest my cum from her tits. They felt wonderful. I could only imagine how good her nipples were going to taste when I feasted on them later.

By this point we were running late. We quickly got dressed and headed off to the restaurant. All the way there Bonita kept running her left hand up and down my thigh while she teased her nipples with her right. I nearly drove off the road twice.

Once we got to the restaurant the evening was pretty much as usual. Bonita flirted with my suppliers while I shmoozed with my reps. The only difference was that every time Bonita and I were together we would give each other a sort of knowing glance.

When we sat down to dinner, Bonita sat next to me. This wasn’t unusual so I didn’t think anything about it. By the time we were ready for desert we’d all had a bit to drink and Bonita was getting a little more daring.

“Would you mind getting me a tissue from my handbag,” she asked very innocently.

When I opened it up I realized it was stuffed with her panties. I almost spat my wine all over the table. She had her hands under the table and she gently reached for mine. Very carefully she guided it under the hem of her dress and allowed me to play with her pouting pussy. It was wet and sticky from her own juices. I played with her clit for a few minutes but we were both getting too excited. I didn’t want to get caught by my other guests so I decided I’d better remove my fingers from her love button.

The waiter brought the deserts to our table and we all started to eat. Every once in awhile I would glance down and see Bonita with her left hand up her dress. Then she offered me a taste of her chocolate mousse. Since I love chocolate almost as much as sex I eagerly agreed. To add to my excitement she removed her finger from her pussy and dipped it into her mousse. She then placed her finger in my mouth for me to lick off. I could taste and smell her delicious cunt as she took her finger from my mouth.

After the dinner we jumped in my car and headed back to her house. I telephoned my wife and told her I was staying at the hotel given the lateness of the hour. This had happened before so no suspicion was aroused.

“It’s awfully dark out,” Bonita said coyly. “I could play with myself right here in the car and no one would notice.”

She put her feet on my dash and spread her shapely legs wide open. She hiked up her dress and started to masturbate her pussy. The fact that it was too dark for me to see her pussy only added to erotic excitement of the evening. She was quietly moaning away as she worked her hands in and out of her cunt. Bonita started talking dirty to me.

“I can’t believe how hot my pussy juice is. It feels like lava flowing from a volcano. In fact, if I keep fucking myself with my fingers I think I’ll erupt right here in the car. I can’t wait until your cock is in here instead. Judging how big it was when it was in my mouth, I think it might be a tight squeeze. Of course as I always say, the tighter the better.”

Bonita’s running account of her masturbation was driving me wild and she knew it. She reached over and rubbed her hand on my now rigid pole but she wouldn’t take it out.

She panted, “If you’re going to be a volcano like me then I want your eruption to be in my pussy. At least your first one, that is.”

She started to shake and her legs began to quiver. I knew she was about to cum. A few more strokes and the flood gates opened.

“I’m cummmiiiiinnnnnggg,” she squealed in sheer delight. “You can actually see it flow out of my pussy.”

She showed me her hand which was dripping in juice. I took it into my mouth and gave her fingers a tongue bath. Her cum was heavenly and Bonita was a goddess.

By the time we got to her place we were both ready, willing and more than able. We raced inside and hurried down the hall to her bedroom.

“Put your panties back on and let me undress you myself,” I told her.

With my back turned to her she slipped her panties back on.

“OK,” she said, “you can turn around. Now rip my clothes off and please, please, DON’T be gentle.”

I got down on my knees and started at her feet. Her 4″ high heels were first to go. Then I inched my way up her legs and slowly removed her stockings. The tops of them were wet from her earlier explosion in my car. I then stood up and undid her dress. I eased it over her tits and slowly let it fall to the floor. Then I undid her bra and let her boobs spring out. Her nipples were pointing straight at me as if to say, “eat me”. I did just that. I took one of them illegal bahis siteleri into my mouth and sucked it like a popsicle. I then bit it gently

“Oh my god,” Bonita moaned. “I’m so horny that the slightest touch of your tongue makes my pussy drip with pleasure.”

Finally, I knelt down in front of her and eased her panties down her legs. She stepped out of them and I tossed them on the floor with her other clothes. Her pussy was as beautiful as I had imagined. It was covered with light brown wispy pubic hair that was neatly trimmed and wet. I placed a kiss on her mound and let my tongue dance around the folds of her cunt.

Bonita fell back onto the bed and opened her legs as wide as possible. Her pussy lips were pink and full. She took her hands and pulled them open to give me a full view. I’d already had desert at the restaurant but I had to have more. I ripped off my clothes and dove onto the bed head first. I nestled my mouth between her legs and started to probe her pussy with my tongue. She tasted wonderful. Her slit was juicy and her clit was engorged. I flicked my tongue against the hard little nub and it drove Bonita wild. I loved to eat pussy and hers was no exception.

“The more you lick my slit the wetter I’m getting,” she panted.

The wetter she got the more she squirmed. I feasted for only 15 minutes when she let go with an orgasm that filled my mouth with her cum. It just seemed to shoot out of her like a tap. I lapped at her pussy to get every last drop which definitely kept her hot and wet.

“I can’t believe I have this much juice in me,” she panted. “But I hope I haven’t run dry just yet.”

“So, do you want another blow job or do you want to do some serious fucking?” she asked.

“We have plenty of time for oral sex later so why don’t we go for the good fuck,” I responded breathlessly.

We decided to start out with me on top. Bonita reached down and took hold of my cock. She guided the head to her aching pussy and I entered her slowly. Inch by inch I eased into her sopping wet cunt. The warmth and tightness of her slit was entrancing. Once I was all the way in I started to pump in and out with slow rhythmic strokes. Each time my cock withdrew from her pussy I could see Bonita’s juices glistening on my shaft. She was starting to moan in a light, almost purring way. As I got more comfortable with my rhythm I started to pump her even harder. After about 10 minutes of being in her slick pussy Bonita pulled back. She flipped over onto her elbows and knees and pointed her gorgeous ass in my direction.

“Fuck me doggie style”, she begged. “Slip that cock into my wet pussy and let me feel your balls slap against my ass.”

She didn’t have to ask me twice. I took both my hands and pulled open her cunt lips. She was so wet that my dick slipped right in with ease. I moved my hips back and forth as I pounded her pussy. Bonita thrust her ass to meet my every stroke. I leaned over and grabbed a hold of her hanging tits. Her nipples were as hard as bullets. I pinched and tweaked them as I fucked her from behind. Bonita reached back between her legs and rubbed feverishly at her clit. We were really in a groove.

“Fuck me harder,” she pleaded. “I’m gonna cum. Don’t stop. Here it cums. Oh my god I’m cumming,” she screamed.

Her body started to shake and she thrust herself even harder. She finally exploded. A wave of cum seeped out her pussy and ran down both our legs. We were insane with ecstasy.

“Lay on your back,” she commanded, “I want to sit on your face.”

She straddled my head with her knees and sat on my face. Her pussy lips were easily opened with my probing tongue. I could taste her cum as it ran out and smeared on my face. I lapped up as much of her juices as I could. She tasted wonderful. As I ate her cunt she leaned back and rested her ass on my chest. With her left hand she took hold of my slick cock and pumped it up and down. Bonita was ready for more.

“I’m ready to fuck your hard cock again,” she told me.

I pulled my tongue out of her slit and she moved back and impaled her pussy on my throbbing dick. She leaned forward as she humped her pussy on my prick. Her boobs were dangling in my face. I took a nipple in to my mouth and sucked on it with great vigour. I gently bit them until they were bright red. She squeezed her arms against her tits which caused a heavenly cleavage to appear. I noticed that the skin of her boobs was smooth and sensitive as I continued my assault on her nipples.

Once I’d finished my feast, Bonita swung around on my cock like a pivot. With her back to me she pumped her pussy up and down on my hard-on. Her sexy ass was in my reach. I stuck my finger in her pussy and coated it with her juices. I then started to push it into her ass. This seemed to surprise Bonita.

“With all the great sex I’ve had in life,” she panted, “I’ve never had a cock in my ass.”

“If you want to give it a try it’ll be a first for both of us,” I replied.

After greasing canlı bahis siteleri up my hard-on with some vaseline I had Bonita lay on her left side in the fetal position. I did the same thing behind her. With my right hand I pulled her ass cheeks apart and nudged my cock against her rectum. I slowly started to inch my way into her ass. It took quite a while to get it in but I was very gentle. Once she was over the initial pain, Bonita started to moan her approval. I began to pump her in and out to a slow but steady beat. She responded by moving her ass to the same movement. Then she really started to get into it. We tried out several different positions.

“I can’t hold back any longer,” I said breathlessly. “I’m going to cum soon.”

She begged me to slip my cock into her pussy so I could fill her with cum like I promised. I did just that. Bonita laid on her back and I got between her legs. I gave her pussy a few good licks with my tongue and then I slipped my cock between her folds and buried myself to the hilt. Bonita bucked her hips to my every thrust until I unloaded a fountain of cum deep into her pussy. When I pulled out Bonita told me to look carefully. She began to squeeze her cunt muscles so tight that my cum started to run out of her pussy. She would scoop it up with her fingers and lick it with her tongue. Everything she did was incredible. I’d never had such great sex.

Bonita and I laid in bed for about an hour to try and regain some energy. She wanted more and I wanted to give it to her. Bonita rolled on top of me and we got into the 69 position. She gently took my cock into her mouth and licked the head around and around. It wasn’t long before I had a raging hard-on.

While Bonita worked on me I started to work on her. Her pussy was only inches from my tongue. I took a really good look at what lay before me. It was gorgeous. Her pussy lips were parted a bit naturally and her clit was slightly exposed. The juice from her cunt made her slit glistened with moisture even before my tongue made contact. I let my tongue move up and down her crack with a gentle flicker. I pulled her closer a began to suck on her clit. It was getting larger and started to protrude even further from her cunt. Bonita reacted favourably as she started to buck her hips from the intense pleasure.

“Don’t stop licking my pussy,” she begged. “I want to cum again on you face.”

I ate and ate and licked and licked until I could sense that she was close to cumming. Then I firmed up my tongue and pounded it in and out of her cunt like a cock. That did it. A wave of cum spurted out of her pussy and into my mouth. She tasted great.

I still had a raging hard-on to be tended to, but Bonita had a game in mind.

“Do you mind if we play a little role type game,” she said coyly.

“Sounds great,” I said, “just what did you have in mind?”

She asked me to put on my pants and shirt. While I did this, Bonita got dressed herself. She put on a white lace bra and a pair of matching panties. She buttoned up a peach coloured blouse and slipped into a pair of skin tight jeans that rode up her slit. She looked hot. Bonita took my hand and led me down the hall to the kitchen.

“Okay, sit here and pretend that it’s your desk at the office,” she asked. “The object of the game is to have you call me into your office and act mad about something.”

I knew where this was going and it was turning me on as well. I picked up the phone and pretended to buzz her office.

“Bonita,” I said sternly, “I need you to come to office right now.”

Bonita seductively walked into the room. With a her lips pouting out she asked me, “Is something wrong, sir.”

“Despite my earlier complaints the filing is still backed up,” I scolded.

“I promise I’ll do a better job if you give me one more chance. I should point out however that your not utilizing all of my talents and there are other jobs I could do.

“Just what do have in mind?” I asked.

She shut the door and walked around to where I was sitting. The next thing I knew she was on her knees undoing my pants. Although I pretended to protest, we both knew I would give in. She open up my pants and took hold of my still hard prick. She leaned over and wrapped those pouty lips deep down on my shaft. Then with expert finesse she started to suck my cock like it was her last meal. It was hard to hold on but I wanted it to last.

After about ten minutes she stood up and unbuttoned her blouse. Without taking it off, she pulled her tits out of her bra and let them pop out of her shirt.

“Would you like to undo my jeans and pull them down to my knees,” she begged.

“No problem,” I responded.

Even though I’d seen it all, my hands were shaking in anticipation. I pulled her jeans down and stared at her lace covered pussy. The sight was mesmerizing. Bonita pulled the material aside and I gave her cunt a few good licks with my tongue. She pulled her panties down to her knees and knelt down again.

“Do you want me to take off your clothes completely?” I asked.

“No,” she said, “I like to look like a slut.”

She looked up at me with her big blue eyes and shyly said, “I want you to cover my face with cum. That’s my biggest fantasy.”

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I was 22 years old and working as a technician for a new car dealership located in a small town in PA. I had been working on cars since age 15 and working in car dealerships for a few years. I was engaged to a beautiful 18 year-old girl who was going to college. She lived at school and I was living with her parents. My fiancee’s parents liked me and offered to have me live with them after my mother kicked me out of her home. I guess my mom felt that by age 22 I should be living on my own, so she asked me to leave.

My fiancee and I had a great relationship and an even better sex life. I was her first and she was only the third woman that I had intercourse with. I had oral sex with several other girls but never fucked them. I always enjoyed oral sex, both giving and receiving. (I think I could forego intercourse for oral sex.) My fiancee was also very oral. She loved sucking my cock and did it often. Many times when we were out at night she would want us to park someplace private. She would get on her knees on her side of the car and have me slide over in front of her so she could suck my cock. Many times not even to orgasm. She just enjoyed having my cock in her mouth. It was always a loving, sensual and passionate thing. I loved how she seemed to worship my cock. I never recall ever asking her to suck my cock. She just wanted to do it. I loved having her do it. Returning the favor wasn’t easily accomplished in the car but she got her fair share in return at other times. I loved eating her pussy until she squirted through many orgasms, which she did often.

My fiancee and I had been together for over 2 years and we were very open with each other about sex. We shared our fantasies with each other, read sexual stories to each other and sometimes watched porn. We didn’t hide much about what turned us on and what we wanted to experience in the future. Our relationship slowly developed into a somewhat open one, in that she was sexually active with other guys at school. Honestly, while it didn’t really surprise me, I was hurt when I first learned that she had sucked and fucked another guy at college. She didn’t just come out and tell me. I don’t recall what we had been talking about at the time but she asked me if I would be upset if she had sex with another guy. We talked about why she was asking me about that and if she had anyone specific in mind. She did, and It didn’t take me long to figure out that she had already had sex with him. So when I asked her if she had, she admitted that she did. At first I was really angry about it but soon realized I was more aroused by the idea of her fucking him. She didn’t even relate any of the details of what happened, yet I got turned on thinking about what she might have done. My imagination went wild. It was as if my mind was creating a movie of her having sex with another man. The more erotic it became, the more aroused I got.

A few hours after our big blow-up illegal bahis over her admission, I went to her and told her how hot I was getting thinking about what she did. She then told me exactly what happened and how the experience effected her. She told me how she was hesitant because of me and that the other guy knew she was engaged, but they both wanted each other. They were in her dorm room sitting on the side of her bed, making out. He asked her if she would suck his cock. She did and said it didn’t take long before he came in her mouth. She knew he was inexperienced and horny, so it would not take long for him to get hard again. She kept sucking him, and soon he was hard again. They stripped and then got on the bed and fucked. He was a virgin and came again, very quickly. She held him and kept his cock inside of her. Twice more he would get hard, then fuck until he came.

I got so aroused by her telling me about the experience. I even think we fucked right after that. She still loved me and it wasn’t like she wanted to end our relationship. She just wanted to explore her sexuality. I was fine with that. I didn’t see any problem with her wanting to be sexual. It could make our sex life even better.

I wanted to hear every detail of her experiences after that. It always made for great sex, when she would tell me the things she was doing with the guys at school or later, where she was working. She would tell me about guys that she met that got her aroused, or that she sucked or fucked. I would tell her if I was flirting with other women too but I didn’t fuck another woman until maybe a year later. We also talked about swapping with other couples but didn’t know any other couples into that. It was something we figured might happen after we were married. She was also open to the idea of being sexual with another woman, if she found one she was comfortable with.

She asked me once if I would be willing to suck another guy’s cock with her. The question was a bit surprising but without hesitation, I told her yes. What I DIDN’T tell her was that the thought wasn’t new to me. In fact, I had been open to the idea of sucking a cock since a teen. Not a peer, but an older man. I had no interest explore the idea with anyone my age, since they never appealed to me in that way and I always felt my peers were far too immature regarding sex, nudity and sexuality.

I had been raised in a nudist household. My family often went to a nudist camp in New Jersey on weekends in the summer. That lifestyle kept me from having the issues most boys go through about seeing other girls nude, seeing their first naked tit, etc.. I wasn’t the average teen boy eager to see his first pair of boobs. I had seen more naked women (and men of course) by age five than my peers would probably ever see in a lifetime. I think the lifestyle left me far more mature than my peers regarding sex and sexuality. Not that the nudist illegal bahis siteleri camp was in any way a sexual experience. It wasn’t at all. I just think I got a head-start on the whole idea of being sexual since I already knew what the package looked like when unwrapped.

While I didn’t have any desire to explore sucking cock with my peers, I knew I would be receptive to sucking an older man’s cock. I sometimes thought about what it would be like to have an older man hit on me. I could imagine being seduced by him. I wasn’t attracted to men at all. Certainly not in the way I was to women. I had no desire to kiss a man or be romantic and intimate with a man. But the idea of enjoying a cock was appealing. I thought about what it would be like to feel a cock in my hands. And in my mouth. I could see myself getting on my knees as he took out his cock for me to enjoy. I liked the idea of being somewhat sub to an older man, pleasing him as he liked. Edging him for hours and worshiping his hard shaft. I knew I wanted that experience.

I am not sure why I didn’t share that with my fiance. I don’t even think it crossed my mind to share that with her. That was a mistake. One that I regret to this day. After she asked me if I would suck another guy’s cock with her, I should have been totally open with her about my desire. I knew she was open to fucking an older man, so maybe she might have someone in mind. There were so many possibilities to explore with her. It would have been an exciting thing to enjoy together. I missed my chance there, with her.

So…one Saturday morning, I was at work, working on my own car. No one else was around. It was a nice warm summer day. I had the back garage door open to the alley behind the shop. I was busy working on my car and enjoying listening to the radio. I’d been working maybe half an hour when an older man, who I guessed to be in his late sixties or early seventies, came into the shop and started talking to me. I didn’t really know him but did recognize him as being someone I saw walking the neighborhood regularly. He started talking with me and seemed very friendly.

We talked about nothing in particular. He seemed to be just looking for someone to pass the time with. After 10-15 minutes he asked me how I was feeling. I thought the question was a bit out of place. It was kind of off-topic from our conversation and I remember thinking, “That seems like an odd question”. I turned to face him and I guess I must have given him a confused look. He asked the question again, and while repeating it, he slowly reached out and started to gently rub my crotch. I didn’t know what to think or say. His advances were certainly unexpected but not unwelcome. I think he was a bit surprised that I was so receptive to what he was doing, but he didn’t stop. I just stood there and let him continue. I never wear underwear so I know he could feel that I was getting aroused. My canlı bahis siteleri cock got rock hard. Very quickly. He got a big smile on his face and I just leaned back against my car and let him continue.

I think I was a bit in shock but mostly because I was feeling lucky to be in this situation and not because I felt he was taking advantage of me or afraid of what might happen. I was enjoying what he was doing and he knew it. It felt great and without even taking the time to think, I reached down, unzipped my pants and pulled out my hard cock for him. I heard him whisper, “oh yeah…!”, as his fingers wrapped around my hard shaft and gently stroked my cock. It was totally unexpected. It was off-the-charts erotic and sexual. It was taboo. It was risky. It was amazing. I was enjoying his attention so much that I never thought to reach out and return the favor. His cock never even crossed my mind.

And then, it was over. He had been stroking me for less than 30 seconds, when we heard someone opening a door at the other end of the garage. We had to stop before we got caught. I was just hoping whoever it was didn’t see what was going on. I quickly zipped up my pants and went back to working on my car, as if nothing happened.

I was so startled that I didn’t even see him leave. He left the shop so fast that I never got to say anything to him. I hoped he would return, but he didn’t. Hours after the experience I got to thinking about his cock and what it would look like and why I didn’t think to touch him. I was thinking he could be the older man who I could have the experience with that I had fantasized about for so long.

I fantasized about seeing him again. Maybe at his place and becoming his secret cocksucker? I even fantasized about his wife being there to enjoy watching us play together. Maybe we could have a three-way together? I would have loved to suck him so she could watch and get off on seeing that. That was then, and is still now, one of my biggest fantasies. I pictured her as a big busted woman. Maybe she would like to watch me suck him and then I could have him cum all over her tits so I could lick her clean?

But, I never saw him again. I never saw him walking the neighborhood like I had seen him doing many times before. It seemed very strange that he just disappeared. I knew nothing about him. Not even his name. I still think about that experience and find it arousing. Mostly because what could have happened.

I never told my fiancee about the experience. I don’t know why I didn’t. I guess I figured she would not understand or find it repulsive somehow. While we were very close and openly sexual, I think I was worried that I would cross some line and venture into something that would hurt our relationship. I think that is a fairly common worry for anyone in a committed relationship. No one wants to risk it all being too open about their fantasies and experiences, for fear it will push the envelope too far for their partner. I wish I had told her. I think now that she probably would have been very aroused to hear about the experience. And maybe my fantasies of what could have happened. Another missed opportunity.

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I’m so tired of the standard conference affair. The requisite drinks, dinner, gossip about the field, followed by a roll in the sack, and he, whoever he is, either spends the night and sneaks out in the morning, or sneaks out sometime in the night. Sometimes it’s guys I’ve slept with before, sometimes they’re new. But it’s all so earnest and boring, not at all thrilling like it was when it all began years ago.

At this year’s annual geography conference, I decided to challenge myself to do something different to spice things up. I would try to have sex, of some kind, by hook or crook, hand, mouth, pussy, or maybe even anal, with someone from each continent on the planet. With the exception of Antarctica, I allowed myself, unless I got really lucky and found someone who came from there, too.

-Australia-

Is Australia a continent? Or an island? Or a continental island? Ah, debates in geography.

Luckily, I found a way to check that one off quickly, so I didn’t have to worry about justifying to myself that it is an island and not a continent if I couldn’t score with an Aussie. It turned out the guy I sat next to on the bus from the airport to the conference hotel came from Sydney.

“Well, g’day!” I said. “Today’s your lucky day.”

“What do you mean?” he asked.

He was cute, in that Aussie outback kind of way, so I told him straight away about my conference challenge. His eyes got big and then bigger as I put my hand on his thigh. It was late on a rainy night and the bus was dark. We were sitting toward the back. The couple across from us were slumped on each other’s shoulders sound asleep.

I moved my hand up his thigh. He was already getting a woody. I could feel it hardening in his khakis. I rubbed the length of it. Not bad. Then squeezed the tip. I leaned over and gave him a kiss, and slipped my tongue between his lips. I unbuckled his belt and zipped down his pants. His tighty whities shone in the passing street lights. No surprise there. I reached in and pulled out his hard-on.

It was a nice one, especially when it quickly reached full length at about six-and-a-half inches, I’m guessing, circumcised, and standing straight up from a thick thatch of pubic hair covering a tight sack of warm balls. He moaned softly into my mouth when I squeezed them.

I got my hand good and slick with saliva and started stroking him nice and slow and deliberately, paying particular attention on each stroke to circling and squeezing the helmet at the tip. It really felt like a helmet, too, smooth, slippery slick with precum and saliva, with definite hard edges, just a wee bit wider than the shaft of his cock, standing at attention like a soldier on a wet night.

I swirled my hand around the tip and rubbed the underside with my thumb. And then quickly ran my fist up and down his shaft fast and hard while sticking my tongue deep into his mouth. He groaned and got suddenly harder and bigger. He wasn’t going to last long. I went faster back and forth right at the tip, and then down the shaft, then back up around the tip.

The edges of the helmet got even harder and he arched his hips up from the seat. I could feel it coming up from his nut sack, up the shaft, so I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth and suctioned the head, as I stroked the shaft, and squeezed his balls, and he blew a sweet and salty load. Three big shots, one after another, filled my mouth. I swallowed all but the last, which I swirled around my tongue, savoring the taste as I vacuumed his dick clean.

I sat up and shared a sloppy kiss with him. I wondered if he had ever tasted himself before. He leaned back with his head tilted to the roof of the bus.

“G’day, indeed,” he laughed.

He put away his cock and zipped his pants just as the bus arrived at the hotel and the driver turned the lights on and the couple across from us shook themselves from sleep.

-Europe-

My next conquest was Europe. It was easy, at first.

After checking in to my room, I went down to the bar for a nightcap. A Frenchman was sitting alone at the bar. I sat next to him and ordered a bourbon on the rocks.

“Good evening,” he said with a French accent. “Are you a geographer? Here for the conference?”

“Bon soir,” I said. “Yes, and you?”

“No, I am here on business,” he said. “But everyone else seems to be a geographer.”

“A lovely profession,” he said. “I am cartographic curator myself. I’m here to complete the acquisition of a major collection of historic maps for a Paris museum. Would you like to see some of them?”

This is going to be too easy, I thought to myself.

“I’d love to,” I said. “I’m a historical geographer myself.”

“I have the high resolution images on my computer in my room. Shall I go get it? Or would you like to come up to see them?”

“I’m happy to come up to your room to see them if that’s easy,” I said.

“Wonderful,” he said, finishing his glass of red wine. I drained my bourbon.

“Let me get that,” he said, leaving a $20 bill on the bar.

In illegal bahis the elevator up to his room, Pierre introduced himself formally, kissing my hand, and then informally undressed me with his eyes, while we traded impressions of some of our favorite museums in Paris.

Inside his room, he opened a folder on his laptop filled with images of historic maps of California, drawn as an island off the coast of North America.

“What do you think?” he asked.

“Beautiful,” I said. “I love these maps. They tell such a story.”

He picked up the phone and ordered a bottle of red wine and a bottle of bourbon and some ice from room service.

As I was leaning over the laptop on the desk, flipping through the maps, and examining them in high resolution detail, he came up behind me and put his hand on my lower back.

“You’re beautiful, too,” he said.

I turned around and put my arms around his neck and kissed him as he pulled my waist to him. We turned together, as if slow dancing, and he laid me down on my back on the edge of the bed. He ran his hands up my stockings and under my skirt, pushing the skirt to my hips. He pushed his face into my crotch, took a deep sniff, and hummed, “Mmmmmm,” as he planted a kiss on my panties, right on my clitoris.

Ahhh, the French.

He pulled my panties down over my legs and dove in. He was good, too. And after giving the Aussie a handjob, I needed this. He kissed precisely all along my labia, so it felt like every part of my pussy was getting attention. Then he flicked his tongue across my clit, circled it, sucked, and nibbled on it. Then lapped all up and down my pussy. I felt an orgasm coming from down under as he stuck his tongue out and inserted it into my pussy several times.

“Ah, oui!” I cried, as I came close to the edge.

He pushed my thighs up and apart. And his tongue slid quickly back and forth across my perineum between my pussy and butthole. He really knew how to drive me crazy. I love that almost as much as anything else. He could do that all night, as far as I was concerned. Then he stuck his tongue in my butthole. I nearly exploded with the surprise.

There was a knock on the door.

“Pardonnez, moi,” he said. “I’ll be right back.”

I laid back with my pussy a l’aire libre.

“Oui, ici c’est bien,” I heard Pierre say.

“Sur la table?” I heard another man say.

I opened my eyes to see a tall black man staring between my legs as he lowered a tray with two bottles and glasses to the table beside the bed.

“De ou est vouz?” Pierre asked.

“Senegal,” the waiter answered.

“Tres bien!” Pierre exclaimed, rubbing his hands together and winking at me. “It seems you have won —how do you say — the daily double, my dear.”

I raised myself on my elbows as they both stared at my pussy. I saw hard-ons in both of their pants. One was definitely more impressive than the other. I reached out to touch it.

-Africa-

The waiter didn’t flinch. He took a step toward me. I traced the shape down his thigh. I could feel the veins through the thin fabric of his black pants. It bulged at the end, but I couldn’t feel a distinct ridge. He was uncircumcised. I licked my lips and unbuckled his pants. They fell to his ankles. The end of his penis hung out of the bottom of his boxer shorts. I watched it slowly grow for a moment. I pulled his shorts down and took it in my hands.

“Ummm,” I groaned. It was impressive, even just turgid. It felt way more substantial than any cock I’d ever held before. And it wasn’t even fully hard yet. I couldn’t get one hand all the way around it. I felt slightly guilty for indulging in a stereotype, but I didn’t let it stop me.

I pushed back the foreskin, and put the torpedo tip between my lips. It wasn’t any bigger around than the shaft, which didn’t grow much longer as it hardened actually. Still it filled my mouth as he kneeled on the bed beside me and I took his cock as far into my mouth as I could.

Meanwhile, Pierre was back on his knees between my legs.

Two more continents down, I thought. This might be easier than I expected.

The waiter was now fucking my mouth as his cock seemed to have achieved maximum hardness. I had to hold on to his balls with one hand so that he didn’t choke me. With the other I held his foreskin as the shaft of his cock slid back and forth inside it, and his head slipped in and out between my lips and banged on the back of my throat. A massive amount of precum flowed from his cock and dribbled out of the sides of my mouth and down my cheeks.

Pierre had his fingers in my pussy, curled around to rub my g-spot while he tongued my clitoris. Then he switched his attention to my butthole again. I felt a finger go in. I was wet everywhere it seemed. My mouth, my pussy, my ass. A cock sliding in and out of one, fingers sliding in and out of the others. I was delirious. I had always wondered what it would feel like to be fucked from both ends at the same time.

Pierre must have read my mind. He pushed my thighs illegal bahis siteleri up as he stood up and slid his cock into my cunt. It’s hard to describe the feeling of being filled up like that. Pierre wasn’t huge, but he knew what to do with the instrument at hand and with his hands. While his cock filled me up, he played with my clitoris. And as the tip of the waiter’s cock grew suddenly harder and bigger, I came with a shudder, and then came again, and again. I felt like I was coming in my mouth and my cunt at the same time.

I held on tight to the waiter’s cock as he pushed it into the back of my throat and Pierre slammed into me again. The cock in my mouth suddenly went still and then throbbed three times as three huge gushes of thick viscous warm cum filled my throat and mouth and spilled out all around the waiter’s cock. I nearly drowned until he pulled his cock out and I gasped for air.

Pierre pulled his cock out of my pussy then and held it tight as he aimed it at me and sprayed my dress, my blouse, and my face with a thinner gruel that just kept coming as he rubbed the head of his hard-on and groaned.

The waiter pulled himself together quickly, wiping himself with the cloth napkin from his serving tray and putting it in his pocket. Stuffing his cock back into his pants, he bowed, and said, “Merci, madame.”

Then he turned and left.

Pierre knelt down and kissed my pussy all over saying, “Merci, indeed. Tres jolie.”

-Asia-

The next morning, I woke up thinking that Asia was not going to be easy. Not as easy as North America and South America. And Antarctica was going to depend on luck. So maybe I should concentration on Asia, I decided.

I was busy with panels the whole day. But I made a point of sidling up to Chinese, Japanese, Indonesian, Singaporean, Korean, and any other Asian conferees I could spot all day long, male and female, between panels. I knew seducing a woman was a longshot. But seducing an Asian guy was turning out to be harder than I thought. They all seemed to be intimidated by a tall, mature woman, who was a full professor at an American university. It was clear they were all more interested in how they could get invitations to my university, than into my pants.

By evening, I was a little discouraged, until the Indian guy in line in front of me for the buffet turned and started chatting me up. He was shorter than me. His head would fit nicely between my tits, I thought, as I leaned over to give him a good view down into my cleavage and introduced myself.

“Raj,” he said. “From Rajasthan.”

He laughed. I loved his lilting voice and laughter.

I followed him to a table and we sat and chatted as we picked at the food from the international buffet. Both of us, it seems, favored spicy.

He was a physical geographer, he told me. He studied orogeny, mountain building.

“It sounds sexy,” I said.

“Yes,” he laughed. “I like to think there is a Kama Sutra of geography, some basic forces that play out in different forms. Do you know the Kama Sutra?”

“Not well enough,” I said. “Can you teach me?”

He looked at me with a shy smile.

“I just happen to have a copy in my room,” he said. “I carry it everywhere, like a good boy scout, no? Always be prepared. Would you like to see it?”

“I would,” I said, nodding seductively.

As we rode the elevator up to his room, he kept chattering nervously about the mountains of Indian, Nepal, and Tibet, the Kama Sutra, and other sacred texts and songs. I didn’t really absorb a word he was saying. I just listened to him sing like a bird in a cage.

“Here it is,” he said, as he fished the book out from his suitcase on the luggage rack beside his bed.

I sat down and opened the book up to a random page, showing a man in robes draped over a kneeling woman, with his big cock penetrating her slit. They were covered in beautiful robes, except for their exposed genitals.

“Can you teach me this one?” I asked.

I started unbuttoning my blouse.

“Ahh, the ‘The Elephant,'” he said. “It’s based on the child’s pose. That’s easy enough to start with. And maybe we can try some others, too. I’ll be right back.”

He went into the bathroom and in a few minutes emerged in a white bathrobe. He handed me another. “So we don’t get cold,” he said. “And in all of the old Kama Sutra art, they are wearing robes. It enhances the eroticism, to see, and not see.”

His robe was not tied, and I could see his smooth, lean brown torso through the opening, along with a glimpse of a spare thatch of black hair and his uncut penis. I climbed on to the bed, laid the open Kama Sutra down, and assumed the child’s position, kneeling, my torso bent over resting on my thighs, head on the bed, ass raised, hands and arms free by my sides. He lifted the back of the robe over my ass, and began lightly rubbing his cock against my distended labia. It felt like light kisses. Or like pussylips on pussylips, as he used the soft foreskin at the tip of his cock to tickle my cunt. canlı bahis siteleri

I felt his soft cock slowly growing harder as he played it up and down my lips, taking his sweet time, as if this were a meditation. I breathed deeply in and out and let myself surrender to his tempo. My whole backside felt like it was opening to him with each breath.

I was getting wetter now and could feel the hard tip of his cock poking through his foreskin as he rubbed it between my lips. Please put it in now, I thought. But he rubbed it back and forth along my slit from back to front, pausing to circle my clitoris with the head of his cock, which was now fully exposed as I felt the ridge rub back across my lips and my clit.

Then he pressed the head of his cock against the opening of my cunt, and it slipped in easily. He put just the head in and took it out, and then put it back in, slowly each time, going a little deeper. It was agonizing. He was not big. He didn’t fill me up, like some men, but he seemed to know precisely what he was doing. As he went in deeper, he angled his pelvis so that the head of his hard cock slid slowly across my g-spot and I groaned. He stopped there for a moment, and then slowly went back and forth across that spot. I fell into a reverie as a fire was slowly, steadily stoked in my core.

I put my hand back and felt his cock sliding back and forth into my cunt. I caressed his balls and fingered my clitoris.

“We should try another position now,” he said quietly, as he withdrew his cock ever so slowly. I shook myself from the dream I was in and looked back. His cock was quite beautiful, wet and shiny, curving elegantly from between the sides of his robe. It wasn’t thick, but it was long after all. I wanted to take it my mouth.

He sat back on his haunches and his cock stood up proudly. He looked like a statue. A Hindu god. I turned and crawled toward it. I wanted that cock.

He leaned over to pick up the Kama Sutra.

“This position is good for the woman,” he said. “And not bad for the man, either.”

As I looked at it, he put his legs straight out in front of him in “The Lotus” position. I crawled up on to his lap and guided his cock into me as I settled down on him with my legs straight out in front of me, too. He raised my legs up around his neck. We rocked back and forth gently as he fondled my tits softly and took one and then the other into his mouth. I reached behind my ass to cup his balls.

I can’t remember ever experiencing any lovemaking like that before. It was an oceanic feeling. The gentle waves went on and on.

How many positions are there? I wondered. And how many would we try? As much as I could do this forever, I was getting a little impatient. I brought my hand down to my clitoris and starting fingering it as we rocked back and forth.

Raj sensed my meditative state had been broken. He laid me back on the bed and pulled my ass to the edge of the bed. He held my legs straight up in the air and crossed my ankles. He held my ankles there with one hand. And then he plunged his cock into my tightened slit all of a sudden.

Whoa! That woke me up.

He hadn’t even bothered to tell me the name of this position.

My pussy felt tighter than ever. And his cock, which had felt pleasant but not big before, suddenly felt big and hot and hard. The head seemed to grow bigger with each plunge he took into me. With this free hand he found my clitoris and began rubbing it vigorously.

I closed my eyes. My whole being was concentrated around this rod going deep into me over and over again. I was becoming a cylinder of pure light and energy. And then suddenly the cylinder filled up and burst in a dazzling display of lights and colors. I hadn’t felt it coming. I couldn’t even tell if Raj had come. I dissolved completely. Then I slowly recomposed myself around his hard cock as he held it inside me and held my legs in that position while we both found our breath, again.

Then he gently lowered my legs. He lowered his body toward mine and kissed my breasts, my collarbone, my neck, my lips. Then he withdrew his cock and crawled on to the bed and spooned me.

Later, I emerged from a deep sleep and felt him breathing softly at my back. I gently moved his arms and slipped out from his embrace. I checked my watch. It was just after 11 p.m. I was hungry. I gathered my clothes from the armchair, dressed quickly, and slipped out.

-South America-

The bar was the only place open in the hotel, so I found myself there again, ordering a bourbon on the rocks, a Coke on the side, and a burger and fries. I was famished. While I scarfed down the food, I surveyed the room.

It was the usual assortment of late night conference goers. A few tables of emeritus scholars leaning toward each other in earnest conversation, turning their hearing aides up. A couple of tables of nervous erstwhile couples, probably trying to decide if they were going to go forward with the affairs they imagined themselves indulging in but didn’t know if they were actually ready for. And one big rowdy circle of graduate students and postdocs, conversing loudly in several languages. I picked out Spanish, Portuguese, and English at a minimum. I recognized a couple of them, a grad student and postdoc from my university.

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I get my lawn cut by a neighborhood boy named Teran. He normally come by on the weekend it takes around an hour for him. Teran is a tall, athletic guy who just finished high school. His family is the only black family in the immediate area. He likes to stay busy and he does a good job for me. It was hot the day he came by. Teran wasn’t wearing a shirt and I got a good look. His chest was well defined and muscular. He was also sweating hard after he finished with my lawn. I invited him in when he was done and got him a cold drink while I went to get him his money.

As Teran stood there, I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I am a straight guy, but his body was turning me on for some reason. I could smell his manly scent as well. Teran noticed I was staring at him and he set his drink down.

“Were you staring at me, Jack?” he asked.

I got embarassed. “Yes I said.”

We were standing there, not but a couple of feet apart. Teran stepped closer to me. We were face to face now. No escape was possible. I reached out and put my arm around his waist. Teran didn’t fight me. We were touching now, body to body. I opened my mouth and I kiss his lips. Obviously, Teran had done this before. Our bodies were glued together. We were tongue kissing and grinding into each other. I basically lost control of myself. I was fumbling to undo Teran’s shorts. casino siteleri Once I unbuttoned them, I pulled them down to the floor. Teran was hung, that was for sure. I am maybe 7 inches in length, but Teran was longer and thicker than me. I let out a gasp when I saw his monster dangling down between his legs.

Teran helped me out of my clothes as well. There we stood, naked together in my kitchen. His cock and mine were rubbing together. We were both hard as could be. Teran placed his hands on my shoulders. He was forcing me to kneel down. I didn’t think I was ready for that quite yet, but Teran had other plans. He forcefully shoved me down, until I was staring at his black python. Teran put his hand on the back of my head and pulled me to his groin. There was no use fighting it. I opened my mouth and took his cockhead in.

I could barely surround the head with my lips. He was that big. I was gagging as Teran pushed more black cock down my throat. He tasted like nothing I ever experienced before. Inch by inch I was being fed his throbbing pole. My eyes were watering, but I was slowly getting into the sucking. My lips were making a loud slurping sound as Teran had now forced most of his cock down my throat. It felt huge as it stroked in and out. It didn’t take too long until I felt a flood of spunk shooting from tip of Teran’s slot oyna cock. I swallowed as best I could, but there was so much of his cum. It was leaking from the corners of my mouth. Eventually Teran let up and I was able to pull away. His cockhead was stained with white seed. I licked the last few drops from his rod.

We both had to catch our breaths after that experience. Teran told me that was the hottest sex he ever had with a man. He had done it with a couple of guys from school but never with a grown man. I stood up and was still looking at Teran. I couldn’t believe how large his cock still was. It didn’t look like he had gotten soft in the least. Teran led me over to the counter then lifted me up and sat me on the edge.

Teran took his cock in hand and stroked it a few times. It looked as hard as as diamonds. I should have known what he was going to do, but I was too slow in reacting. Teran pushed my legs up, holding my ankles and then guided his cockhead to my hole. I tried to get free but Teran had me pinned. He slipped his mushroom head past my pucker hole. The hurt was incredible. He wasn’t going slow either. Teran was feeding me his cock and not slowing up a bit. I soon had most of it in my channel.

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Luckily it wasn’t much longer and Teran dumped his hot love oils into me. I felt him erupt and it seemed to go on forever. One load after another splashing my insides. He eventually pulled out with a plopping noise. I collapsed there on the counter. Teran pulled his clothes on and left me to recover as best I could. I finally made it back to the shower and cleaned all his love spunk from my hole. There was a lot of it. I was dumping out cum from my ass for the next few days.

Teran stopped by a few days later. I was so sore when he checked up on me. We talked and Teran said he wanted me to fuck him the next time. It looks like there will be ongoing sex between us both. I have to say, he had been on my mind the days following our adventure. It hurt to be sure, but now I stretched to the point of being able to take his big, black pole. I will let you all know about when I finally fuck Teran’s virgin ass.

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If you think you might enjoy this real life effort from me could I suggest that you read my first two real life submissions? In my first Literotica effort I wrote about an affair with an older woman, Muriel. From day one I have had a thing for older women, my first being when I was 17 with a firecracker hot 46 year old neighbor that I had known since I was eight. I was 34 when I met Muriel who was 56 when we first went out for lunch.

I am an older guy now so this real life experience was many years ago but like some of my other experiences in my thirties it remains indelibly etched in my mind. The first few paragraphs might seem a little vanilla and removed from Bi but they are a stark contrast to where this amazing woman took her and our sexuality.

I knew Muriel from our tennis club where we would chat after our games. I had never played tennis with her, but knew that she had limited ability, whereas I was a ranked player in Ontario. I took some time to give her a few lessons that seemed to help her game. After one of these lessons she offered to take me to lunch as a thank you. Over lunch it was clear from the flirting and teasing that there was a mutual attraction.

For me, she fit my kink for an older woman; she was attractive and in great shape; and I found an appeal in that she was refined, a nationally known figure in Canada, and had even addressed the UN. She accepted my invite back to my place for a glass of wine. I think at that point we both knew that a decision had been made.

I am not usually very direct, but when she took her glass of wine out to the balcony for the view I followed her a moment later and started to kiss the back of her neck. She responded with a little shudder and slightly pushed back against me with her backside. While I continued kissing her from behind I reached around and began to fondle her amazing breasts, and moved from fondling to unbuttoning her blouse and releasing the front clasp on her bra to release her surprisingly firm breasts.

So here I was partially undressing her in semi-public on the balcony, massaging her ultra-sensitive nipples and we had not even kissed yet. I found this to be a real turn on and when she started to turn around I held her in place. I was enjoying this control and exposing her on the balcony while I brushed away her halfhearted attempts to cover herself. She later admitted that she was getting off on this.

Finally I turned her around and was thrilled to find that she was a passionate deep kisser. Moving to the bedroom I undressed her and took my time exploring her with my tongue and hands. As I began to finger her moist pussy while we were passionately kissing she had a mild orgasm, if there is such a thing. She gave no sign of needing a break, so I decide to kiss my way down to her pussy. Before my tongue was anywhere near her clit she was letting out low moans and writhing.

I decided a tormenting build-up was in order and spent some time kissing, licking and nibbling her upper thighs, buttocks and pubic area…taking care to avoid the sweet spot but maintaining a prolonged tease that was getting lots of reaction. She jumped as if she had received an electric shock when I started to rim the outside of her anus, and really got into a rocking rhythm when I stopped flicking my tongue and started to drive it into her lovely pink anus.

When I looked up I saw that she had pulled a pillow over her face and was softly moaning into it. When I slid my tongue from its ministrations to her anus and into her vagina she threw of the pillow and put her hands on the back of my head and created her own rhythm with my tongue by pulling me into her. At this point she was really moaning and into it. I was in no hurry to bring her to orgasm. This was our first time in bed and I had her completely at my mercy and I was really enjoying the way that she was enjoying being pleasured.

Finally I moved the tip of my tongue to her clit and began to barely lick it, just teasingly flicking it, hardly applying any pressure. Frankly I wanted to really draw this out to the point that she would just about beg to cum. To my surprise, she came quite almost instantly and violently. Surprisingly, she then began sobbing a few tears. When I took her in my arms she explained that she had only had sex with one man before me, her ex-husband of 35 years. He was not only a dud in bed, but something of an all-round pig. She had never had a man go down on her and had only tried giving a blow job a couple of times. All of this of course was related to a dull sex life with her dullard ex-husband.

We chatted while kissing and cuddling. She told me that this oral experience was the most exciting sexual experience ever for her. She had spent her life imagining what it would be like so this first time was a massive release. From there we saw each other frequently and really tuned into each other sexually as her long suppressed desires were awakened. I was hugely turned on by her genuine openness to share her fantasies, including bondage and spanking.

We casino oyna both loved it when I would tie her hands behind her back and have her kneel down and suck on my cock, and then I would alternate this by pulling her up over my knee and giving her a pretty hard red bottomed backside spanking. We had a safe word that she never used even though I sometimes brought a tear to her eye. One night she coyly shared a fantasy to have a MFM threesome. Over a couple of weeks she brought it up again and it was clear that she was turned on and actually interested. I suggested that we meet my friend James who was very much into 3somes (and was Bi) for coffee to see if there was a mutual attraction, and sure enough they hit it off and a date was arranged.

It would be an understatement to say that our first 3some together was fun. It was erotic, raunchy and there were lots of laughs and good conversation. I really got off sitting back while I watched her being fucked by my good friend James, and she would playfully look over to me and smile from time to time. James had lots of ideas and had the wild idea to have Muriel kneel on the floor and perform oral on both of us. She later told me that having a cock in each hand and alternating them into her eager mouth was a real turn on. It was astonishing to watch and chat about her performance while her hands and mouth were full! She certainly had a few hours of undivided attention that afternoon as we tried almost everything imaginable in a threesome.

Her favourite was lying on her back while one of us performed DATY on her while she was DFKing with the other. She was not shy about telling us to switch positions from time! It was also a huge turn on for her and me to have her lay between us and move her head from side to DFKing James and then me. I just loved watching from so close as she and James wrapped their tongues together as they kissed. Almost like team work we moved from her mouth to her ears to her nipples which she really liked. They were very sensitive, especially the tips. She confided that on top of feeling great, including an involuntary mild orgasm, that having both nipples being sucked at the same time was an enormous ego boost.

Our meetings with James were somewhat regular and always hot as hell. I had always fantasised since puberty about trying Bi. It was more than a passing fancy as I thought about it often and had some great fantasies about it when I masturbated or even when I was having sex with a woman. It never crossed my mind that it could become real which was a shame because as I watched my friend James fucking my BFF cougar friend Muriel, and watching her sucking his rigid cock I was actually a little jealous and of course turned on in more ways than one.

One day when Muriel and I were alone in bed she mentioned that she could see that I was really turned on watching her. She mischievously confessed that when she was performing oral on James she made sure that she positioned herself so that I could get the best view possible, often winking at me as she slid his cock slowly all the way in and out of her mouth, knowing that this was something that I really liked. She said she felt like she was performing in a porno show for me. Now she certainly had this right but little did she know that there was a little more to it than I could admit.

If you have read my first Literotica submission you know that my first Bi experience with James was a sort of fluke and just the two of us. This left me in a quandary. Muriel did not know about this and I felt that we could hardly get together as a threesome and have this as a secret. Apart from anything else how would I be able to resist his cock? I was pretty sure that Muriel would be turned off by this. I had known a few women that professed to be really turned off by man on man sex. We were good friends and I owed her the truth so I arranged to meet her for lunch fully expecting her to be turned off and end our arrangement. To no real surprise she was certainly taken aback, explaining that she thought I was the last man on earth she would have expected to try Bi let alone going as far as the bottom in anal.

The surprise was that she thought it was erotic. She had known that James was Bi and had wondered if he would ever approach me. In fact she thought that he might well ask me, be rebuffed, and that it could end our 3somes. I could tell that she was genuine about this as she wanted to know all about it in as much detail as I could provide. We went back to my place in a state of high excitement. I had told James that I would be telling Muriel and my concern that she might end the relationship. So before we climbed into bed I called James, put him on speaker phone, and we had a fun 3 way chat with some inferences from James and Muriel about how I was to perform for them.

When we got together a few days later I was surprised to see a side of Muriel that I had never anticipated. This was the take charge Muriel. In our relationship I had always been the take charge and take the lead partner. slot oyna She later explained that she really enjoyed this but now knowing that I was the sub in Bi that this had given her some new thoughts that excited her. With this new dynamic there was a little nervous awkwardness when we all sat down with a drink. Seems odd given how intimate we had already been with each other. I usually started things by slowly caressing Muriel but as soon as I started she gently stopped me and told James to strip down and come and sit next to her. She then told me, fully clothed, to kneel in front of James.

She than took his flaccid cock and pushed my face down and told me to make it hard. So there I was performing a blow job with an audience for the first time. I have to say I found it a turn on doing this while they casually chatted away about my performance and Muriel playfully telling James she never thought she would end up dating a cocksucker! Listening to her instructions while I was down there was not only exciting but playing into this new found submissive persona that I was really getting into. Instructions like “lick his shaft”; “suck his balls”; “deep throat him”. The best was to tell me not to use my hands as she wanted James to cum someplace other than my mouth. James was hugely into this as he was as erect as a flagpole without too much oral attention from me. After a while she told us to stand up and asked James to undress me.

This was an odd feeling being undressed by another man, but I could tell that she was enjoying this and giving instructions. Her next instruction was for James to kneel down while I was standing and suck on me. This was a first for me with James and I was really enjoying it. As much as James was the Bi take charge guy he really enjoyed performing oral. While he was blowing me I asked Muriel if she was OK with this Bi thing and she excitedly exclaimed “are you kidding, this is fun”.

After a while she suggested we go up to the bedroom. She asked James and me to get on the bed and perform a 69 for her. She explained to me much later that night that she had never seen a blow job being performed, even in a porno, and was surprised how much she enjoyed watching. I know that James and I, knowing that we had an audience, were trying to make it erotic looking in addition to giving our partner satisfaction.

As she was watching, Muriel finally undressed and sat on the edge of the bed. I was on the top of the 69 and as my cock was sliding in and out of James mouth she fondled my balls, which was electrifying under the circumstances. She then moved to the other end and lifted my head by my hair and slightly pulled my mouth off of James cock, took his cock in her other hand and then used me by alternately pushing me down onto to his cock and then pulling me up, essentially face fucking me with James erection. Occasionally she lifted my face up by a couple of feet so we could kiss and then before she had me resume she would take a minute to suck on James herself.

At one point when we were kissing she whispered in my ear “I cannot believe that you were worried that I would not enjoy this”. After a while she asked us to switch 69 positions and she kept up her attentions, only reversed. We had been at this 69 for some time when James stopped, lay on his back and directed us both to go down on him. It was strangely exciting to team up, put two mouths on his erection, watch while one of us deep throated him and then passed his cock to the other to carry on. We managed to contort ourselves at one point so that I had his balls in my mouth while Muriel was sucking on him.

The newly assertive Muriel decided that it was time for a change when she announced that she wanted to see me fucked by James. She explained, “after all, he has fucked me enough times!” She asked James how we were going to go about this. At this point it took me some time and preparation to get loose for anal and I had only done it lying on my stomach, hips propped up on pillows. As I settled myself in the position James took out the KY but Muriel took it from him and said she would like to do it. She had never finger fucked me in our one on one sessions. She took her time and as my sphincter loosened she inserted two and then three fingers. Having gotten me loose she then started to really finger fuck me to the point that I was bouncing up and down to her rhythm and driving my ass up to her hand as I anticipated her next thrust.

I had my head buried in the sheets focusing on and enjoying the moment as if it was my last day on earth. I was intent on not losing this great rhythm that I had going with Muriel’s driving finger fucking. When I did turn me head sideways I saw that while she was finger fucking me James was kneeling on the bed with Muriel sucking on his cock. To different degrees and for our different pleasures all three of us were moaning a little at our various enjoyments.

Without changing position Muriel had me prop myself up on my elbows and told James to kneel in front of my face so he could take my head canlı casino siteleri in his hands and pull me down onto his very erect cock while she kept her fingers inside me albeit no longer finger fucking me so rigoursly. She then announced that she had me ready and that it was time for, as she described it, the main event. She seemed to enjoy taking his erection and guiding it into my anus. James knew that I liked the sensation of him slowly sliding almost all the way out and then slowly back in again.

As he did this Muriel stroked my back and from time to time leaned over and kissed James. He was certainly in heaven. After a while she positioned herself so that with a small adjustment in position by me I could lick her clit. It was an awesome scene. James fucking me; Muriel having her pussy licked; and the two of them happily chatting away while I was busy being used on both ends. James finally came quit violently to some pretty hard ass fucking on me. The rest of the afternoon passed with Muriel pretty well being the centre of attention, and finally James left. As we cuddled in bed Muriel shared that she had really enjoyed this new level of our sex life.

It was 4 weeks before our schedules allowed us to get together again, but in the meanwhile I had seen James a number of times. More and more he became sexually dominant and I had become his sub. He had seduced me into moving on from my preference to be fucked while I was on my stomach. I had gone from real awkwardness about the missionary position to wanting, and some days, needing to be fucked like this. I would wrap my legs around his body and do everything I could to find his rhythm and contract my anus to squeeze on his cock. There was no question that he had his best orgasms when he was taking me this way as opposed to me lying on my tummy. He told me it was a big turn on when I explained that it was not only very sub to be taken this way but also felt very feminizing for me.

More and more James was discovering my attraction to the pain side of being his sub. He knew about this from biting my ass as he went through our ritual of getting my ass ready for him slide into. He had progressed me to being bitten all over. We had a code of “8” is very hard and incredible, “9” is just about too hard and “10” too much. Codes that I still use today in my BDSM world. There is something electrifying in BDSM about losing all thought and control when you are driven to focus in a tiny moment controlled by pain and at the discretion and control of someone else. When James had me ride him cowboy style for the first time he added a twist that took me by surprise.

While I was riding him he held both of my nipples and squeezed them hard to the point me almost not being able to bear it. Not only that but he also pulled up and down on them to the rhythm of his thrusting his cock up inside me. And this time not to my normal slow in and out. I felt like a rag doll bouncing on top of him and was moaning from being driven so hard and from the pain being inflicted on my nipples. In truth if this nipple pinching and pulling had not been during intercourse I would have cried stop. But I could see that James was perhaps more excited than I had ever seen him before. When he came it was with a real rush and whist I was really happy to have satisfied him like this I knew that I could not have continued much longer.

James owned a dental lab and was quite well known for building models of trains, planes and boats. So he was quite a craftsman. Knowing this, I did not expect his next surprise. He built a leather harness that went around my waist and upper legs. It had two brass handles that he could hold and it also had two restraining straps that could bind wrists. By this time in our relationship I was past reservations and looked forward to the thrill of my sub role. Inwardly I was not too sure about this harness, but put on a brave face to try it out for him.

After some initial foreplay James had me trussed up in the harness, bent over doggy style, with my wrists secured behind my back by the restraining straps. It felt completely vulnerable; exciting and nervous beyond words. It was my first time being used in doggy. James left me in this position for about 30 minutes without attempting to fuck me. During this time he spread KY on my balls and cock, and took my balls in his left hand and fondled my cock with his right.

He had no intention of allowing me to cum but had me in a continual state of high arousal. He varied this with erotic biting on my back, sides and ass. He had mastered the pain art of keeping me at my pain level “8” so between this and his KY ministering it was 30 minutes of bliss. When he finally positioned himself behind me he began by working his finger fucking magic to loosen my poor ass. Because of the position that I was in I had not been able to suck on his cock so he was not quite erect, certainly not enough to enter me. He soon fixed that by sliding his cock up and down between my buttocks. And then the moment for penetration arrived. I was not sure how I would be able to handle this in doggy, warmed up or not. It was a little more difficult than normal but James was a master of careful penetration and eased me into a state of penetrated relaxation.

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I was feeling very uncertain about my relationship with Sina. It was troubling to me that we did not have a sexually exclusive relationship. I needed to know how I stood with her. On Friday I took her to her favorite restaurant, ordered all of her favorite seafood dishes, and a bottle of wine. I had gone to the downtown jeweler and bought her the largest diamond on an engagement ring I could find. But I needed to know how I stood with her before I presented it to her.

As soon as the appetizers were brought out, I asked her where she saw our relationship going. She told me this.

“I love you and I want to be with you always, but I hope you can understand that I don’t want a monogamous relationship. I will never cheat on you behind your back, but if we are to be together, you have to let me have sex with other people if we are both okay with them. If there is someone that you object to me being with, just let me know, but the night we spent with Felicia was so great for me and I hope it was great for you too.”

“It was great for me.” I admitted. “Seeing the look on your face after making love with Felicia was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. I want you to have that feeling.”

“I’m so happy that you feel that way, but if I am going to have sex with others then you should too. It’s only fair. The next time we’re with Felicia, I want you to do more than just eat her pussy. Just promise me one thing. Don’t cum inside another woman. If you’re going to cum inside someone, I want it to always be me.”

A casino oyna wave of heat surged through my body as the thought of sinking my cock into Felicia’s beautiful pussy with Sina watching came to mind. I felt the erection in my pants straining to burst free. Good thing it was hidden under the table. We ate for awhile in silence, but I was feeling reassured and so good. At the end of dinner, I got down on my knees and presented the ring. I knew from the look in her eyes that she was genuinely overjoyed.

She said, “yes.”

I month later I was at my bachelor party. Tom, Larry Fey, Richard and I were all American Peace Corps volunteers who were all teaching on the island. Tom and I were roommates and Larry Fey and Richard were roommates who lived nearby. Larry Fey was openly gay, and Richard very straight, but the living arrangement worked well for them and they were very good friends.

The plan, as far as I knew, was just for the four of us to do some very serious drinking and that was the way things started out. After a couple of hours, there was a knock on the door. My best man, Tom, got a big smile on his face. He pulled out a blindfold and told me that we were going to play a game and he tied the blindfold over my eyes.

I heard the door open and close. Then I felt hands pulling my shirt over my head and unbuckling my pants. I heard my three friends howling and cheering encouragement to the new company. They guided me to stand up. They undressed me completely, and then I felt six soft warm hands running up and slot oyna down all over my body. Hands rubbing my nipples, a finger running up and down the crevice of my ass, and fingertips running up the inside of my thighs sent an electrifying feeling through my body. By the time a hand reached my cock, it was already hard and throbbing. Then I heard Tom’s voice announce that there was going to be a contest. Three women were going to suck my cock, one at a time, and then I had to pick the the most talented as the winner.

Without saying a word, the women guided me to sit down and spread my legs. I felt the first contestant lightly stroking my balls with her fingertips as a long, narrow tongue writhed across the shaft of my cock. The guys were very loud in their encouragement and I knew that the alcohol was flowing very freely now. A warm, wet mouth now covered the head of my cock and a small hand stroked up and down the shaft. I felt my stomach tighten, my balls pull up tight against my body, as a powerful urge to cum came over me. I wanted to cum so badly, but I had to resist the urge. When was I ever going to have another chance to have three women put my body in ecstasy? It was such sweet torture, and I endured. Tom called time and sent out contestant number two.

My cock pointing towards the ceiling. I felt precum dripping down it and the first thing she did was to lick it off. Her hands were larger, but just as soft and warm as she gently tugged on my balls with one hand as she stroked my wet shaft with the other. I had to fight canlı casino siteleri to keep from cumming when her mouth started going up and down over the end of my cock. I had such a powerful urge to explosively blast semen into her mouth. But again, I endured.

When the third contestant started in, I knew immediately that it was Sina. The feel of her mouth and tongue, the way she touches me, and the incredible way that she makes me feel were all so familiar to me. Tom is a good friend, but I knew that he never could have put this event together. This was Sina, wanting me to have the best bachelor party that a man could have. And that’s exactly what I was having. When she was finished, I felt the tongues of all three women at the same time sliding up and down my balls and shaft. I was finally able to let go, and I groaned loudly as spurt after spurt of semen erupted from my cock and splashed back down on my chest and stomach. There was a roar of applause as if I had just scored the winning touch down in a football game. I declared contestant three the winner of course.

The next day, my three groomsmen were wearing dark glasses in the church. I knew that their eyes were bloodshot and they were all hungover, but they were there for me. Sina came in wearing a white, wrap around skirt and a white, short sleeved blouse. Her hair was tied in a thick, long braid that hung down over her left shoulder. She had a big, red hibiscus flower in her hair, as she had the first day that I met her. I will never forget how beautiful she looked on that day. I felt myself to be the luckiest man in the world.

Sina never admitted to me that she had been at my bachelor’s party. She told me that it wouldn’t be appropriate for a bride-to-be to intrude. But I knew.

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I have a girl that works for me in my law office every Saturday. Her name is Anna. She’s such a delight, a sweet innocent young girl. Saturday is the day I’m always there alone catching up from the week while Anna does all my filing for me. Anna is really quite a cute little girl; at least that’s the way I see her. She’s about 5′ 7″ tall and very, very slender. I figure she only weighs about 100 pounds. Anna just turned eighteen a few weeks ago, but you’d never guess that. She looks like she’s only 14 or 15 years old. Maybe that’s what makes her so exciting to me. She’s got a great body with small breasts maybe only a 30 or 32 inch chest. Her waist is very thin perhaps 22 inches if that, and hips matching her attractive figure. But then there’s Anna’s rear end. Yes, her ass. Her ass is what always catches my attention. Many Saturday afternoons I’ve stared at her while she was filing and just gazed at her well-proportioned bottom.

I always loved those days when Anna would wear a blouse and a short skirt, especially her pleated skirt. When she wears that, she looks like she’s ready for cheerleading practice. Needless to say I have a hard time concentrating on my work those days. I would spend most of my time watching Anna and those smooth slender legs. Every time she bent down and her skirt rode up higher, I’d catch a glimpse of her soft supple thighs.

“My God,” I would think. “Look at those gorgeous legs.” You talk about driving a man nuts; well this is what was happening to me. Sometimes when she sat at the table next to my desk her legs would be apart a bit and I would get a peek up underneath her skirt. One day she inadvertently had her legs spread allot and I could see everything. “Pink panties,’ I said to myself. “What a fucking cute kid.” It took allot of willpower to keep from grabbing her and feeling her up.

Anna is a very proper young lady always being quite polite and appreciative of having a job and working for me. Although I’ve daydreamed many times of having a go at her petite gorgeous body, I never really thought anything more of it or that anything could happen because she always acted so professional. She did her work, went home and that was that.

Well this one Saturday everything was normal. Anna was filing some papers bending down to the bottom drawer and I was staring at her cute ass as I usually did. And she had on that pleated skirt. I must have been daydreaming more than usual looking up her dress, because the next thing I realized was Anna staring right back at me. At first I was a little embarrassed for being caught staring at her, but she just smiled and looked back at me. However, what started out as a simple glance at each other soon became a long inviting stare. I was wondering what she was thinking and I was convinced she was thinking about my nasty thoughts.

So there we were just looking and looking at each other. She was only a few feet from me, so to break the moment I stood up and moved right in front of her. “Sorry, Anna. I didn’t mean to stare.” Well, that was a lie, but I didn’t know what else to say.

“You think I’m pretty?” She asked.

That was a silly question, I thought to myself. But I answered, “of course I do. You’re very pretty.”

“Don’t you think I’m a little skinny?” She replied back.

“Not at all,” I replied. “You’re very pretty, Anna.” I slowly brushed my fingers down the length of her arm in a reassuring way. “Very pretty.” She just stood there listening and watching me. I ran my hand down her arm a second time with more pressure. Actually I wanted to get a better feel of her.

“What were you thinking?” She asked.

“What do you mean? When…” I asked.

“When you were looking at me.” She answered back.

This was getting a little uncomfortable. So I answered her honestly.

“I was admiring how pretty you are. And…I don’t think you want to know what else.”

“Well what else were you thinking about?” She inquired looking a bit puzzled. There was just a slight moment of silence before Anna figured casino siteleri it out. “Ohh.. I think I know.”

“You think I’m that pretty.” Anna reached out touching my arm with a big smile on her face. I don’t know how I got so bold but I reached out to her and touched her thigh through her skirt. She closed her eyes momentarily and sighed a whisper, “that feels so nice touching me like that.” I almost couldn’t believe what was happening. Did she want me to keep touching her? I caressed softly across her cute ass. She didn’t stop me. She just kept her eyes closed. I sensed she didn’t want me to stop. So I continued feeling up her tight rear end. “You’re so pretty, Anna.” I whispered. She opened her eyes and just smiled again.

I know I was twice her age and she was really just an innocent young girl, but after having gone this far I wasn’t about to stop. This was like a dream come true. I fantasized this moment many times watching Anna work in my office.

Her tiny ass felt so soft as I caressed and squeezed her. Then I got a little bolder and pushed my hand up underneath her skirt. I felt her legs and ran my hand up her silky soft thighs. Oh how they felt so smooth and tender. I gradually worked my fingers between her legs and inched them higher and higher. With her legs together I first had to gently squeeze my hand between her thighs. Her flesh was so soft and warm in there. But after a short moment she actually spread her legs apart a little without me asking. She was letting me in there. Anna was letting me have access between her legs.

I rubbed and massaged her firmly right across her cunt through her panties. I wanted her to know I wasn’t just teasing her but that I meant business. There was no stopping now. I had every intention of getting her turned on like she’s never been before. She took a deep breath and sighed, “oh that feels so good.” I moved back to my desk sitting down in the chair with Anna standing right in front of me. She just stood there letting me feel her body.

After a couple minutes she closed her eyes and was just enjoying the feeling. Obviously, she liked my touch quite allot. I continued using my fingers between her legs feeling her slit through her soaked panties. And they were really getting wet. This sweet young girl was responding to my touch. I rubbed her softly and gently stroking my fingers between her legs feeling her through the thin silky material. She began making really soft moans through her breath. I knew that I was getting her quite aroused. She became wetter and wetter. She widened her stance allowing me a better access between her legs. I pushed her short skirt up around her waist and she held it up. She sure was beautiful with those silky dainty panties clad around that cute body. Using my middle finger I started rubbing across her panties feeling her slit once more. Back and forth I kept feeling her as her panties continued to fill up with wetness seeping from her delicate young cunt.

“Ohh, God, that’s feels so good.” She moaned out. I kept massaging her soaked panties. She was getting weak in the knees. I wondered if she ever experienced anything like this?

I used a little more pressure as I stroked between her legs. I could feel her clit getting harder. Then with one finger I pushed the silky material between the folds of her cunt. Her moans became a little louder. “Ouuuuu, Ohhhhhh.” I kept massaging her between the folds of her cunt playing with her. I could feel her clit harden more as she became more and more aroused.

Then I gently began pulling her panties down her slim smooth legs until I had them completely off. I unsnapped her skirt too and let it drop to the floor. Anna had unbuttoned her blouse so I helped her off with that and her bra followed. She stood there totally naked now. Her cute little tits were gorgeous with these full soft nipples. As Anna stood there with legs apart allowing me access to her wet cunt, I started stroking her again while at the same time kissing and sucking on her soft tender nipples. They felt so nice in my mouth. The combination of feeling her young wet cunt and sucking those nipples was making me so horny. I wanted my cock inside her so bad, but I knew how much she was enjoying my touch and I didn’t want to lose the moment. She was so wet my fingers slot oyna immediately were soaked in her juices. For a few minutes I just played with her clit and rubbed her just inside her delicate pink cunt. Then I let a finger enter her, sliding it slowly through her tiny slit and pushed up into her young body. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” was the only response she made.

I sat her up on my desk spreading her legs. She watched me as I finger fucked her hole. She watched it disappear deeper and deeper up inside her body and each time whimpering out a moan of enjoyment. When I leaned down and licked her tasting her sweet juices, she squirmed so much she nearly fell off my desk.

After repositioning her back on the desk, I pulled my finger out then moved my hand further back to allow my thumb to massage her clit while my middle finger found her asshole. Anna let out a quick “Ohhh Ohhh” as my middle finger teased her virgin anus. I really loved feeling the tightness and resistance of her tight puckered hole. There were so many times I thought of this cute ass and now here I was fingering her little butt hole. I was sure this was the first time she’s ever felt anything like this.

After applying pressure a few times on her asshole I pushed a little harder and let it ease inside her. That brought an immediate response, “Ouuuu, Ohhhhhh. You like that, Anna?” I asked. I knew she did. She was hardly trying to stop me. At the same time I kept my thumb massaging her clit keeping Anna very aroused. I knew there was no way this sweet little thing had ever experienced anything like what I was doing to her. Her excitement was growing rapidly and I knew I could take more liberties with her. I began pushing my middle finger into her ass deeper. Her tight anal sphincter had an incredibly tight hold on my finger as I slowly entered deeper into her body. I was enjoying this so much that my cock was completely stiff and rock hard. I wiggled my finger a little letting her get a good feel of how far I was inside her asshole. I pushed deeper and deeper, probing into her rectum and she moaned louder and longer. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. Yessssssssssss, Yesssssssssssssss.”

She was really enjoying this. I kept inserting my finger slowly up her ass, deeper and deeper until my middle finger was fully buried inside her rectum. “How’s that feel, Anna? Are you enjoying my finger up your ass?”

She just kept moaning. So I started wiggling my finger around, sort of in circles inside her and she just went wild.

“Does that feel good, Anna?”

“Ohhhhhhh God, Yessssssssssssssssss, Yesssssssssssssss.” “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.””Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”

Seeing her so turned on was had my cock bulging. Not to mention how horny I was from all that fingering of her cunt and asshole. I removed my fingers from her and moved in close between her legs. I dropped my trousers and underwear to the floor and grabbed my stiff cock. I placed it at the entrance to her sweet wet pussy. This was it. I just had to fuck her. Anna put her arms around my neck knowing what I was going to do to her. I inched forward slowly and eased my hard cock into her. “Oh, Anna, you’re so tight.” I pushed deeper into her tight young cunt while she held me moaning, “Ohh, ohhh that’s so good.” I kissed her deeply and she returned the passion with her hot tongue in my mouth.

I fucked her slow and deep as we stayed lock in an endless kiss. We were devouring each other’s lips. Our tongues were entwined, as our sexual appetite for each other grew stronger and stronger. I kept thinking to myself how this was so unbelievable. I was fucking this young kid. My cock was inside her delicate body. She was so wet. She was moaning to me. My cock was so warm surrounded by her burning hot cunt.

I ripped off my shirt so I could feel her young naked body next to mine. I reached down taking hold of my hard cock as I eased it from her cunt. I slipped it down rubbing my cockhead over her asshole. I wanted to be in her ass. I daydreamed so many times about her ass that I had to have it. I positioned it right on her puckered little hole as I broke momentarily from our kiss to tell her, “I want to put it in your ass, Anna.” She looked at me with a smile then kissed me so deeply again while canlı casino siteleri wrapping her arms tightly around my neck and shoulders. It was as if she transformed in this the young teenage woman and by her actions she was saying, “okay, fuck my ass. I’ll hold on tight, go ahead and do me.”

I pushed forward exerting pressure on her anal hole. I maintained pushing harder until I could feel her asshole give way and my cock enter her ass. Her kisses intensified sucking my tongue into her mouth while at the same time she softly grunted,”Ummm!” as her asshole spread open for me. I drove into her with my hard cock penetrating a little deeper up her young teenage anal hole. She held on so tight as I started penetrating her ass more. She kissed and kissed me while I fucked her ass. This was no longer the young girl that worked for me. This was a beautiful young woman experiencing and enjoying a sexual encounter that she never realized existed before.

My cock was so hard and stiff buried up her ass. I began fucking her slow at first sliding my cock in and out of her asshole letting her anal sphincter get used to my cock. Then as she loosened up a bit I picked up the pace fucking her hard, in and out, driving my cock deep inside her rectum, over and over. I knew this was a first for her, but she was doing real good taking this anal fucking.

She let out a loud whimper through our kissing, sort of a half cry and half moan of pleasure when I hit bottom all the way inside her ass. “Oooooohhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee!” She took a couple deep breaths. Then again, “Ohhhhh, Ohhhhhh, Ahhhhhhhh, Yessssssss Ohhhhh, yesss Ohhhhhh. yessssss ” Then her lips clamped on mine again. She was cumming. She was having an orgasm with my cock in her ass.

After a few minutes of my cock sliding in and out of her tight rear hole, and seeing Anna’s intense orgasm, I just couldn’t take anymore. I pulled from her and helped her off the desk. She was breathing heavily. She reached for my cock grasping it in her dainty hands and feeling it as if to say, “my God this thing was in my ass?” I placed my hands on her shoulders I started pushing downward. She knew what to do. She obediently kneeled down in front me. Looking down seeing her there was such a hot sight. There was cute little Anna, naked, holding my stiff cock. I asked, “have you ever sucked a cock?” She responded, “No.” Then she put her lips to my cock. She opened her mouth delicately sucking me in.

“Oh, Anna, suck me.” I moaned to her.

She was incredible. Her lips were so soft and warm. When her tongue touched the tip of my cock I thought I would lose it right then. I moved forward slightly so she would know I wanted her to take more into her mouth. “Take it, Anna. Take me in your mouth.” She was so willing. As I pushed forward, she let my hard cock through her lips and into her mouth. My stiffness slid across her tongue. My God what a sexy hot mouth she has. Her tongue began licking me, swirling around my hard cock as it traveled back to the entrance of her throat. Her tongue was amazing what she was doing to me.

Then as I wondered what she was thinking tasting my cock. Afterall I had just fucked her ass. She didn’t seem to mind or have any reaction. She just slurped away licking my shaft.

Then it happened so quickly. The sexual feeling building within me climaxed, and my cock just burst, flooding her mouth with cum. First one big spurt shooting through her lips into her mouth. Then another and another coating her tongue completely. I had three more short spasms that ejaculated more little globs of sperm into her. When I was finished Anna’s mouth was loaded with my cum. I knelt beside her caressing her soft cheek and looking at the full load in her mouth.

“Go ahead, Anna, eat it. Swallow my cum.” I watched her as she looked at me. I cradled her face in my hands delicately to show her how much I loved what she just did. I looked at her with an expression of complete gratification as I whispered tenderly to her. “Oh, swallow it. Swallow my cum, Anna.” Then her lips closed and I saw her throat move. She swallowed. My warm creamy sperm was now flowing down her throat. What a turn on seeing this cute little angel eat my cum. Then she softly took the tip of my cock between her lips and gently sucked the last little bit out of me.

After that Saturday everything changed. No longer did I see my cute Anna as a little nice sweet innocent girl. Every weekend now we fuck and suck. Saturday has become my favorite day to work.

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