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After the orgy ended, everybody decided it was late and time to go home. Melissa and Thomas weren’t sure about returning to the reunion the next day, but Crystal and Patrick finally convinced them that there was nothing wrong with family love and they reluctantly returned.

All the parents were sitting around talking while the younger ones played flag football out in the back yard. It was girls against guys and so far the girls were winning. Timothy was standing in front of Victoria and smiled seductively at her. “Tell you what cuz, if I score, I get to take your virginity.”

Victoria looked at him surprise. “What if I stop you from scoring?”

Timothy licked his upper lip in a teasing way. “Then you can name your prize.”

Victoria had to admit that her cousin was a good looking guy and he did make her pussy leak. But since she had planned on not loosing her virginity until she was married, she pulled out all the stops to keep Timothy from scoring. Unfortunately, her plans didn’t work out quite like they were supposed to and after he scored he pulled her into his arms, kissing her hard.

Even though Victoria was 18, she had never been kissed before so she stood limply in Timothy’s arms unsure what to do. When she felt his tongue press against her lips, she pulled her mouth away. “Why are you licking me?” she asked softly.

Timothy’s eyes were glazed with desire but he was still able to smile at her. “I’m not licking you; I want to put my tongue in your mouth.”

Victoria tipped her head to the side. “Why?”

Timothy couldn’t help it, he chuckled. “Oh Victoria, you are such an innocent. Let’s go up to my room and I will explain it to you.” He kept his arm wrapped around her waist as he led her into the house.

Jack watched his sister go into the house with Timothy and thought about going after them. He still wasn’t completely comfortable with this whole family sex thing. That is until Jessie walked up and wrapped her arms around his neck, looking deep into his eyes. “Wanna have some fun Jack?” she purred pressing her body tightly against his.

Jack wrapped his arms around her as he pulled her close. “With you? Anytime.”

While Jessie was busy seducing Jack, Nathan and Elizabeth had gone back into the house to see what the others were doing. Meanwhile, Timothy had Victoria on her back on his bed and his mouth was locked on hers. His tongue was dueling fiercely with her own as they kissed deeply. He had explained on the way upstairs about French kissing and Victoria agreed to try it. From the way she was kissing him back, Timothy had a feeling she liked it.

While they kissed, Timothy’s hand was moving slowly over her slender body. Victoria had worn a bikini top and shorts to the reunion today. Timothy cupped her 34C breast through her top and felt her moan in his mouth. “Like that do you?” he asked softly as he pulled his mouth from hers.

“Oh yes, your hand feels so good.” She purred lifting her eyes to his.

Timothy smiled at her as he let his hand move inside her top, touching her bare skin. “Timothy, oh…I…” Victoria gasped when she felt his hand touch her flesh.

“You promised Victoria.” He replied running his hand lightly over her breast. When he pushed the top away so he could stare at her bare breast, Victoria almost raised her hands to cover herself.

“You have beautiful breasts.” Timothy murmured pulling her top down so her whole breast was exposed to his gaze. Lowering his head, he blew gently on her nipple.

“Oh Timothy, that feels so good.” Victoria moaned when she felt his breath. She closed her eyes as she ran her fingers through his hair.

Timothy smiled up at her then blew on her nipple again, making Victoria whimper in desire. When he wrapped his lips around her nipple, Victoria cried out and coated her shorts with her pussy juices. “Oh Timothy, what are you doing to me?”

Timothy didn’t answer, he was to busy wrapping his tongue over her nipple while his hands worked at her body. One hand was on her other breast, caressing it, while his other hand was moving down her bare stomach until he touched the opening of her shorts.

Victoria tensed for a moment when he started to open her shorts, then slowly let her body relax. “Timothy, I don’t…” she started to say when his hand slipped inside her shorts. Victoria sighed raggedly when his hand touched the curls covering her pussy. “Timothy, I really don’t think…Oh god.” She moaned suddenly when his finger brushed over her clit.

Timothy’s mouth continued to nuzzle at his cousin’s breast, while his hand was busy bringing her body to life. He brushed his finger lightly over her clit, feeling it peek from its hood. He heard her breath coming out in ragged pants and knew it wouldn’t take much to bring her off.

He pulled his hands and mouth from her body and looked down into her glazed eyes. “You are so beautiful Victoria.” He said huskily, leaning down, he kissed her softly. His tongue brushed lightly at her lips until she opened to him. etimesgut escort He ran his tongue over hers, as he reached behind her neck and back, untying her top until he was able to pull it from her body.

When she was naked from the waist up, he cupped both of her breasts, flicking the nipples with his thumbs while he deepened the kiss until she was mewling in his mouth while she pressed her body against him. “Timothy…” His name was a sigh on her lips when he finally pulled his lips away.

Timothy looked into her passion filled eyes for another minute before he engulfed one of her breasts in his mouth again. This time there was no tenderness. He sucked hard at the flesh, grazing it lightly with his teeth as Victoria cried out in pleasure. Her body was pushing hard against his mouth. “Timothy, oh…” She whimpered holding him tightly against her.

Keeping his mouth locked on her breast, Timothy straddled her hips while he slid her shorts down her legs, until she was able to kick them off. He pulled his mouth from her breast and started leaving kisses all over her body. When he dug his tongue into her belly button, Victoria giggled.

When he moved down until his face was even with her pussy, Victoria started to close her legs, then let them fall open. “Oh Timothy, be gentle with me, it’s my first time.”

Timothy lifted his eyes to hers, they were burning with the same fire he had in his. His cock was pressing hard against his shorts but he ignored it for the moment. “Don’t worry; I will make sure you love every minute of it.” Then he lowered his mouth to her snatch.

At the first touch of his mouth, Victoria cried out bucking up with her hips. “Timothy, oh fuck.”

Timothy flicked his tongue lightly over her clit, while he slid a finger into her slit. Victoria moaned when she felt his finger penetrate her body. She had fingered her pussy many times but it never felt as good as his finger did. “Put two in me, I love that.” She whispered pulling his head closer to her body.

Timothy let another finger slide inside her and heard her purr of pleasure. He flicked his tongue harder over her clit before he gave into instinct and wrapped his lips around it, sucking hard. “Fuck…Agh…Yes…Oh eat me.” Victoria cried out suddenly wrapping her legs tightly around his head as she humped her body against his face. “Eat me Timothy, it feels so good.”

Timothy let his teeth graze lightly over her clit while he hammered his fingers deep in her pussy. Victoria whined in pleasure as she felt her orgasm rising fast.

“Oh eat me. I’m going to cum.” She humped her pussy furiously against his face trying to pull him closer to her hot body. When Timothy suddenly bit down hard on her clit while he slammed a third finger into her depths, Victoria screamed in pleasure and pain. “I’m cummmmiiiiinnnnngggg…”

She tightened her legs tightly around his head holding him against her as she coated his hand with her juices.

Feeling her body tighten around his fingers drove Timothy into heaven. He knew he had to be inside her and soon or he was going to explode. When she finally released him, he pulled his face out from between her legs as Victoria laid there panting while she tried to catch her breath. “I’m going to fuck you now Victoria.” He growled gruffly as he pulled at his shorts.

Victoria’s eyes widened and filled with fear when she saw how big he was. “Timothy, it won’t fit.” She protested as he grabbed her arm and rolled her over onto her stomach.

Timothy pressed her legs apart then lifted her hips until she was resting on her hands and knees, looking at him fearfully over her shoulder.

Timothy put one hand on her back while he guided his hard cock to her entrance with the other one. “Trust me Victoria. You will love it.”

He lined his cock up with her entrance, and then gripped her hips lightly as he slowly pushed forward with his hips penetrating her body.

“Oooooohhhhh…” Victoria moaned as she felt him slowly stretch her open with his hard shaft. “Oh Timothy, I can feel it going inside me.”

Timothy gritted his teeth as he forced himself to penetrate her slowly. When he felt her blockage proving her virginity, he stopped suddenly and held himself inside her.

Victoria had been enjoying his slow penetration so when he stopped, she looked over her shoulder at him. “Why did you stop? It felt good.”

Timothy lifted his fire filled eyes to hers. “Victoria, honey, I’m sorry but this is going to hurt. Just keep yourself relaxed.”

“What do you…AAAGGGGHHHHH…?” Victoria screamed suddenly when he slammed forward with his hips burying himself completely inside her body. “Take it out, oh fuck…take it out.” She screamed clawing at the bedspread as she tried to pull off of him.

Timothy held her hips tightly, keeping himself completely embedded inside her. “Easy, the pain will ease and you will like it.” Victoria was crying as she tried to pull her body off of him.

“It hurts; etimesgut escort bayan I don’t want to do this anymore.” She sobbed.

Timothy knew there was no way he could pull out of her now. Her pussy was clinging to his cock and his cock was pulsing with pleasure. He had to start moving soon or he would explode where he was. Taking one hand from her hip, he reached under her body and started pulling at her clit.

Victoria’s sobs eased to sniffles, and then she started moaning as he brought her body once more to life. When he pulled half of his cock out of her, Victoria hissed through her teeth, and then moaned when he suddenly slammed back into her depths. “Oh fuck. What are you doing to me?” She cried as he pulled out slowly only to impale her hard and fast.

“I’m fucking you Victoria.” Timothy groaned feeling her body tighten around his thrusting cock. “Oh god, you feel so good around me. I love your pussy Victoria, it is milking my cock. I love fucking you baby.” He leaned his upper body over hers so he could claim her lips with his own as he slammed his cock violently in and out of her.

Victoria purred against his mouth as her body shook with his hard thrusts. When his hands gripped her breasts, holding them tightly, she bucked her hips back against him, pulling him deeper into her body.

Their moans mingled in each others mouths as their bodies rocked together in perfect harmony. Victoria felt her orgasm wash over her suddenly and whimpered against his mouth as her pussy tightened around his lunging cock. “Oh yea, it feels so good.” Timothy groaned pulling his mouth from hers as he nipped at her neck with his teeth. “I felt you cum Victoria, you tightened around me.”

Victoria threw her head back as she slammed her body against his. “Timothy, oh baby, fuck me. Make me cum again while you pound my sweet pussy.”

Timothy buried his cock completely inside her, then gripping her hips, moved them both until they were laying on their side with him still behind her. He lifted one of her legs over his waist while he slid smoothly into her from behind.

“Oh, I like this position.” Victoria squealed pressing her butt hard against him as he fucked into her.

Timothy lifted his head over her shoulder, his eyes drifted down her body until he could watch his cock sliding deep into her pussy. “Cum for me again baby,” He growled reaching down and pulling and twisting at her clit.

“Fuck…Agh…Ugh…Yes…I’m going to cum.” Victoria squealed suddenly as she hammered her body tightly against his cock and hand. “Fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeee…”

Timothy pulled harder at her clit while his cock drove powerfully in and out of her hot pussy. “Cum for me Victoria, I need you to cum for me.”

“I’m so close, don’t stop.” Victoria begged as she pulled at her nipples with her fingers.

Timothy slammed harder into her body, even as he felt his balls fill with his cum. He knew if she didn’t cum soon he wouldn’t be able to hold back. “Cum for me…Oh god…I can’t hold it.” Timothy gripped her hips hard as he slammed powerfully into her body while his cock erupted deep inside her.

At the first splash of his jizz coating her insides, Victoria went over the edge. Her mouth opened wide and she screamed in delight as her body went into the hardest orgasm she had ever had. “I’m…ccccccccuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnngggggg…” She screamed as her body convulsed around his shooting cock.

When Nathan and Elizabeth had slipped back into the house, Elizabeth started towards the living room but Nathan pulled her back. “You let Timothy have your pussy sis. It’s my turn.” He said huskily as he lifted her up on the nearest counter.

Elizabeth smiled at him as she spread her legs wide and pushed her skirt up around her waist. Her pussy was winking at her brother. “I’ve wanted you for a long time bro. fuck my sweet pussy.”

Nathan growled as he saw her perfect pussy winking at him. He wanted to eat her, and finger her until she screamed for him to fuck her. But since the family fun had begun, he figured he had plenty of time for that. For now, he needed to be inside her. He pulled his jeans open, and then pulled his hard cock out in his hand as he moved towards her.

Elizabeth wrapped her legs around his waist as he positioned himself at her entrance. “Yes, fuck me.” She whispered as she felt him slowly slide into her depths. “Oh Nathan, you feel so good.”

Nathan wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as he slowly pumped his hips, burying himself far inside her. Elizabeth pushed back against him as they slowly rocked together.

Nathan pulled her ass until she was sitting just on the edge of the counter while he continued to drive into her. He locked his lips on hers as he sped up his thrusts. Elizabeth squealed against his mouth as he hammered her pussy. “Fuck me, oh god fuck me.” She cried digging her nails into his back as he rode her for dear life. Her head kept hitting the upper cupboard but she didn’t escort etimesgut care, Nathan was setting fire to her pussy and it felt wonderful.

“Oh god Elizabeth, you are so hot honey.” He growled pulling her shirt up and locking his mouth on her breast. He sucked her through the material of her bra as he pummeled her hard and fast. “Cum for me baby.” He groaned tightening his hands on her ass-cheeks.

“I’m cummmmmminnnnnggggg…” Elizabeth cried pushing hard against her as her body convulsed in release.

“Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssss…” Nathan cried pulling his head back with his eyes closed as he emptied himself deep inside her.

While her brother was bringing Victoria to mind blowing orgasms and Nathan was nailing his sister, Jessie was having fun of her own. She had barely gotten Jack into a private area of the backyard before he was tearing at her clothes. “Boy, I’d say you want me pretty bad.” She chuckled when he ripped her shirt from her body and locked his mouth on her breast, sucking roughly at it.

“Mmmmmm…” Jack replied against her breast. Watching her with their grandfather yesterday had turned him on something fierce. He hadn’t gone after her before because he was worried about his sister. When Victoria went willingly with Timothy, he took advantage of having his cousin to himself.

He nibbled at her flesh with his teeth making Jessie mewl in pleasure. She let him push her to the ground then sighed when he covered her body with his own.

When she felt his hard cock pressing against her leg, Jessie squealed in delight. “Oh Jack. I want to see you. I want to taste that hard flesh of yours.” Her hands were moving over his back as he nursed at her breast.

Jack was enjoying sucking on her tit, but when she said that, his cock jumped in his jeans. Reluctantly he pulled his mouth from her body then moved beside her until his crotch was resting against her face. “Take it out cuz; see what is going to be slamming hard into your hot pussy.”

Jessie grinned up at him and pulled hard at his jeans until she had them open. She pushed his jeans and undershorts down over his hips until his 8 ½ inch cock was bare to her gaze. “Oh nice, “She whimpered in need as she wrapped her hand around him.

Jack pushed his clothes further down his legs as his eyes closed in pleasure. She had the softest touch, her hand felt so good wrapped around him. “Take me in your mouth, please.” He begged bucking forward with his hips.

Jessie smiled up at him then opened her mouth so he could slide his cock into her wet hole. “Oh yea,” he moaned as he felt her lips close around him.

Jessie ran her tongue over his cock, as she bobbed her head up and down. “Oh yea, suck my cock cuz.” Jack groaned slowly thrusting his hips pushing his cock further into her mouth.

Jessie sucked at him with her eyes closed. She loved the feeling and tastes of a hard cock in her mouth almost as much as she loved having one ream her hot pussy.

As she sucked at Jack’s cock, she let her hand move down her body, she pulled her jeans open then reached her hand inside, brushing it over the bare flesh she found there. She moved her hand lower, brushing her fingers over her clit, until she was finally able to slide 2 fingers into her sopping slit. She moaned around Jack’s cock as she slowly fingered her pussy.

Jack tangled his fingers in her hair as he slowly fucked her face. “Oh Jessie, that feels fantastic.” He groaned when she nipped at his cock with her teeth. He heard her moan in response and opened his eyes. He looked at her breasts open to his gaze, moving with her breaths. His eyes drifted down her body and he smiled when he saw her hand moving inside her pants. “Getting turned on Jessie?” he asked huskily.

Jessie pulled her mouth from his cock and looked up into his eyes. “You have no idea how hot I am.”

Jack grinned then moved out of her reach. “Well, let’s find out. He reached down, grabbed her pants and slid them down her hips. His mouth watered when he had her jeans down around her knees and he saw her hand moving in her pussy. “Hm…Should have eaten lunch. I’m suddenly hungry.”

Jessie giggled as she rolled over onto her back. She kicked her pants from her body, while she pulled her hand away from her snatch. “You can eat me if you want to.”

Jack growled and dove straight between her legs. His mouth barely touched her hot flesh before his tongue was whipping everywhere. Jessie was mewling up a storm as he drove her body crazy. “Oh yea, eat my pussy Jack. Oh fuck…Agh…oh god, yes…” She cried lifting her hips to meet his rapidly moving tongue.

Jack licked all over her flesh; he must have brushed his tongue over her clit at least four or five times and kept coming back for more. He loved the taste of her in his mouth. When he saw the juices leaking from her slit, he lowered his head until he was able to slam his tongue deep inside her. “Oh fuck…yes…” Jessie cried out suddenly when she felt his tongue move into her. “Oh Jack, tongue me baby. Make me cum on your mouth.” Her hips were flying up and down as he tried to keep his tongue inside her.

He finally grabbed her and held her against the ground as he drove her insane with pleasure. “Fuck…Agh…I’m cummminnnnnggg….” She screamed trying to push against his thrusting tongue.

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“God! I hate that new librarian!”

Nicole blustered in through the kitchen door, a flustered flurry of vivid maroon and black clothes against pale, freckled skin, startling her mother reading at the table. The frustrated not-quite-twenty-year-old flung her backpack into a chair across from her mother and dug through it, still whinging.

“She just wouldn’t leave us alone! All morning, Priya and I were in the private booths trying to–” Nicole flushed as she caught herself, “–erm, study.” She found the book she wanted from her bag and retreated into the den.

Morgan smiled at her daughter’s clumsy lie. She well knew of her child’s voracious sexual predilections, but as Nicole had never confided them to her, Morgan continued to pretend ignorance: Her daughter was just a normal college girl, concerned in her studies and curiously uninterested in the attentions of her male peers.

Morgan folded the lingerie catalog closed and thought, “I shouldn’t need this anymore–we’re both adults.” She pulled her fingers out of her low-rise jeans and sucked the glinting fluid from her fingers. She turned to pursue her daughter.

Pausing at the door, she let her eyes crawl across her little Nicole, a slender, waifish dream all tarted up and perched on the couch in an obvious huff. Her clear, blue eyes, framed in waves of golden hair, were focused studiously on the complicated text in her dainty hands. Little crimson lips mouthed the words thoughtlessly as she concentrated, and her long legs were drawn up underneath herself, sheathed in sheer, black hose. Her little maroon dress with its narrow ruffled skirt, did little to hide the curve of her firm, round butt, but the tight, cinched corset did wonders to accentuate her naturally tiny waist and accentuate her ample bust cresting the low neckline of her dress in soft, lightly freckled mounds. Her daughter usually wore a meshy, black shirt with the punkish outfit to not look “slutty”, but it had thankfully gotten much too hot to layer.

Too hot! Morgan strode into the room, fanning herself.

“It’s so warm today, Nicki. I don’t know how you stand it!” She didn’t bother looking at the thermostat, instead reaching down to strip the gauzy, floral-print shirt from her body. As Morgan pulled the garment over her head, she felt the pleasing weight of her generous breasts swing free of their confines to slap against her hard-earned physique. She flicked a red lock of hair from her eyes as she tossed her top beside her daughter on the couch. Catching a glimpse of herself in the midday reflection on the television, she smiled: Full, pouty lips, crystalline blue eyes like her daughter’s with a more sly look of maturity; two drapes of short-cropped red hair, pendulous, lightly tanned breasts over a slim, just-visibly-toned body, and a smart little ass tucked into tight, dark denim. She breathed in satisfied. She still had the body of a conscientious twenty-something which, though she had had Nicole quite young, had passed longer ago than she wanted to admit. Morgan glanced back to see the effect her little show had on her daughter.

Nicole was still bent over her book, brow furrowed in concentration. Morgan bit her lip in thought. She knew that her daughter liked her type. Her “close friends” that spent so much time alone with her in her room all had big breasts and, though she clearly tended toward dark meat, she had brought home church friends that were even fairer than Morgan. She straightened her black cat’s-eye glasses, as her daughter’s conquests implied a bit of a glasses fetish. If her daughter had been frustrated at the library, then she should be in quite a state after her mother’s parading herself in front of her. Perhaps Morgan had overplayed this hand, often “unknowingly” teasing her daughter with impossibly small bikinis and revealing pajamas. Her hands were running idly across her breasts as she considered her options, when she noticed the glint of a thick rod growing underneath her daughter’s sheer stockings. She smiled again.

Though not present in Morgan herself, her family had a strange biological quirk. A particularly phallic quirk that she knew Nicole shared with her sister and mother. She had seen Nicole’s etimesgut escort little penis as a child, but as Nicole came to realize her uniqueness, her mother had been increasingly deprived of those rare viewings just as it was getting most exciting, but she knew it must be terrific by now. She had often shared in her sister’s member. Many nights of wild, youthful abandon, spent luxuriating with her massive cock. So frequent and prolonged were their couplings that, in her uniformed youth, Morgan had worried that baby Nicole was the child of her incest.

Her daughter’s arousal evident, Morgan lowered herself to the floor: There was nothing but to go for it. Struggling to concentrate on her reading, Nicole did not react until her mother’s mouth was wrapped around the fat knob of her prick. Her body went rigid as her mother held her dick fast. It twitched and throbbed in response to Morgan’s deft tongue’s licking through the gossamer hose, but Nicole made no verbal response. Morgan well knew the whirlwind of conflicting thoughts within her daughter from when Morgan’s own mother had seduced her when she was just a bit younger than Nicole–just coming into her own sexuality and her mother hungry for release one lonely night. Morgan ran a canine lightly along the fabric, a hole stretching open in the tight legging and letting Nicole’s penis slide into her mouth, more fully caressing it with the action of her tongue. All her daughter could manage in the defense of the status quo was a feeble:

“Mom–“

Which was choked off as Morgan allowed her daughter to slide a few inches into her throat, moaning sympathetically both to calm her daughter’s concerns and add the delightful feel of vibration to the process as well. Morgan’s curious upbringing with her mother and sister had left her with an unfortunately specific sexual affinity that left her not entirely satisfied with either the soft pleasures of her lesbian lovers and the hot, hard passion of her conventional conquests. She moaned again, this time with her own delight, at the feel of soft, supple legs and ass beneath her fingers and erect, convulsing meat filling her mouth.

Her head bobbed forward and back rhythmically as her daughter’s breathing became more and more ragged. Nicole’s dick continued to grow: six, seven inches–tearing free of the stockings entirely and lifting the edge of her skirt–nine inches, ten! Morgan took to her knees so that she could get the first half in her throat and work the base with both hands. Another one, two inches and it surpassed her sisters both in length and turgid, pink girth. Morgan choked herself on the long shaft, driving up and down on it as her pussy warmed and dampened with the feel of it sliding across her tongue, down her throat. Nicole quivered, gasped and stopped breathing altogether and Morgan responded by sliding wandering fingers under her daughter to find a place in her throbbing pussy and tiny ass.

Nicole cried out with the added sensation and her cock throbbed, bucking like a stallion as Morgan gulped down mouthful after mouthful of thick cum. Her daughter plaintively cooing with every discharge, Morgan moaned hungrily as she struggled to swallow it all. Unable, she pulled back, gasping as Nicole’s dick continued to shoot hot, white semen over her mother’s black-rimmed glasses. Morgan opened her mouth to catch what she could as the viscous fluid poured over her face and flowed in runnels down her heaving bosom.

As the flow abated, Morgan, kneeling attentively on the floor, took her glasses from her nose and ran her ruby-red tongue along them, licking a heavy strand of the warm, white liquid from the frame. She looked up devilishly at her daughter. Nicole was clutching her book to herself, hiding her face partially behind it as a screen. All that was visible were her eyes, a rewarding mixture of ecstasy and confusion. Morgan settled the glasses back on her face and her stern expression contrasted oddly with the dripping globs of cooling semen on her face.

“You have quite a mess to clean up, young lady.”

Nicole cast aside the text and snatched up a handful of tissues from the end-table, a look of confused servility on her etimesgut escort bayan face. She leaned forward to wipe her mother’s face, but Morgan caught her daughter’s uncertain hand and shook her head.

“That’s not what I meant, Nicki,” playfully licking a bit of Nicole’s mess off of her lips. She pulled her daughter forward, off of the couch to join her on the floor. Nicole swayed in close, intoxicated, panting in time with her mother, confused, hungry eyes flitting from her huge cum-drenched breasts to her crisp, inviting eyes. She winced slightly.

“But mom–“

Morgan silenced her with a passionate kiss and pressed her daughters hands against her breasts. Nicole’s surprise washed away her confused concern as she gave herself over to the embrace, pressing hot kisses on her mother’s full, red lips, contact eventually broken by a gasping breath. She lapped up the cum off of Morgan’s face, her delicate tongue scooping it off in long, sticky swaths. Nicole soon passed from Morgan’s face, down her long, white neck to her mother’s breasts, massaging and licking them clean in unison. Morgan moaned as her daughter’s practiced tongue passed from its ostensible work to lavish new delights upon her stiff, excited nipples. To disguise her inordinate arousal, Morgan reached down to take a grip on her daughter’s hardening prick again, squeezing it with all her strength causing her daughter to arch back. Morgan adopted her stern look again.

“My jeans are getting dirty, they need to be taken off.”

Nicole uttered an unconscious, “Yes ma’am,” as her fingers went to work, unfastening the tight denim and pulling her mother’s svelte, naked body–all long, lean lines and plunging curves–free of its binds. Her work done, Nicole’s eyes locked on Morgan’s smooth, lily-white vulva, her thick cock throbbing afresh in her mother’s hand.

“From the sounds your friends make upstairs, you know how to use this,” She squeezed her daughter’s firm member again and she flushed in part from the intimation of her mother’s knowledge of her full sex life and in part from the pleasantly sharp pangs from her grip. Nicole nodded silently, averting her eyes to the floor. Her mother growled hungrily and squeezed harder on Nicole’s dick.

“No one’s going to believe you if you just say it like that!”

Nicole’s eyes flashed wide, passion heightened with lust, pain and fiery desire, and she flung her mother bodily back onto the floor, and Morgan’s eyes brightened with surprise and appreciation of her daughter’s transformation. Nicole scooped up her mother’s long legs and held them on her shoulders with one arm as the other hand guided the giant, pink head of her dick between her mother’s legs, deftly finding her hot, damp slit. She eased it in slowly, breath catching in spasms of pleasure from the tight fit. She leaned her whole body forward, pressing against Morgan’s thighs, Nicole’s little corset lost its tenuous grip on her pert, young breasts and, loosed from the clinging garment, they hung freely between her mother’s legs.

“I guess I’ll just have to show you, then, mom,” Nicole whispered and forced a foot of her rock hard cock into her mother, folding her mother’s legs back like a gymnast and eliciting a groan of pleasure and pain from her. Nicole’s throbbing cock deep inside her, she pinned Morgan to the ground, pressing her breasts against her mother’s and sharing another series of steamy kisses, before breaking the kiss to lightly bite Morgan’s lip as Nicole rocked her body slightly, sliding a few inches of her cock in and out, massaging her mother’s insides. Feeling the damp lubrication around her dick, she pulled back, taking one of her mother’s ankles in each hand and pulling Morgan’s legs wide, Nicole got up on both knees to free her enough to swing her hips the full arc needed to facilitate her enormous member and went to work with a sweeping plunge. Nicole drove her massive cock into her mother up to the root, Morgan’s legs pushing back her little ruffled skirt. Her mother cried out in equal measure agony and ecstasy as Nicole ground her hips against Morgan ass, working her cock around inside of her mother.

Morgan winced gaspingly escort etimesgut as her daughter pulled back out for another full plunge. It had been so long since she had taken her sister or her mother’s cock–her mother growing older and libido waning and her sister living like a queen in some Polynesian sex-commune. Her daughter’s sudden youthful zeal threatened to break her, but she knew her own lust wouldn’t let her stop. She remembered something and pulled herself off of her daughter’s quivering mast.

“You’re just too big, Nicki,” she saw Nicole’s eyes narrow with confusion at this unexpected interruption, unsure if it was another game. Morgan clarified as she got to her knees and peered back at her daughter, “But don’t worry, I won’t leave my baby daughter unsatisfied, I’ve got one place I know you’ll fit,” she leaned forward and proffered her smooth, round ass as she laid her breasts and head on the ground smilingly.

Nicole snapped from her confusion and leaped to her knees, grabbing her cock again and cramming it into her mothers tiny asshole. Morgan cried out again, but the pain soon gave way to the waves of pleasure she knew would come. Still wet from her mother’s pussy, Nicole’s cock drove in and out of Morgan’s tight hole.

“Fuck me, baby girl!” Her mother moaned as her upper body collapsed to the floor and Nicole complied. With each thrust, her mother’s toned ass slapped lasciviously against Nicole’s hips. They groaned and panted in unison. Nicole grabbed her mother around her taut waist and with lust-fueled strength pulled Morgan back onto her cock like a morsel onto a skewer. As their writhings approached their climax, Morgan arched back into Nicole’s arms, bending her daughter’s long cock upward inside of her shifting body. She lifted and dropped on her daughter’s cock as Nicole grabbed hold of her mother’s breasts with one hand and dropped the other to caress her piping hot pink. Morgan rode her daughter’s massive cock with wild, insensate intensity.

With one last drop, Morgan slid down fully on Nicole’s dick and gasped wildly, her pussy trembling around her daughter’s fingers. Feeling her mother’s ass clench down on her buried cock, Nicole could hold back no longer. She flung her arms around Morgan and jammed her member as far in as it would go. They both felt it quiver and lurch as it shot out another load of cum deep inside of her mother’s twitching hole. Nicole’s cock shaking and spitting within her mother, they both relaxed, exhausted from their exertions. Nicole sat back on her heels and Morgan, still held fast on her daughter’s engorged member, followed suit, sitting on her lap, pulsing, spitting rod still invisibly concealed deep within her. They panted quietly as Nicole kissed the freckles on her mother’s back and fondled her breasts gently feeling their satisfying weight in her little hands, all the while her dick throbbing in its warm sheath.

When they had recovered some of their strength, Morgan leaned forward, sliding off of her daughter’s giant, slackening prick. Nicole groaned as her dick lost its place in her mother’s ass, the heavy mass of her member slapping wetly down onto her black-hosed legs. Morgan looked down lovingly at her beautiful, exhausted daughter, still panting, her flushed face glinting ethereally with beads of perspiration. She chuckled at the sight of the little girl, breasts hanging out of her childishly grave garments, soaked with sweat and semen, and a giant dick cradled between girlish legs. As her mother did so, Nicole looked up from her daze with an unabashed grin and Morgan knelt to help her daughter.

“You’re a sight–” she smiled and tucked Nicole’s full breasts back into their place and bent her still thick member into her hose. Nicole took a sharp breath at her mothers firm, sure hand again on her sensitive prick, “–What would someone think if they came in now?” Her mother patted down her cum-soaked skirt over the shiny black lump in her hose and Nicole grinned again, this time a bit more maturely as she languidly eyed her mother’s nude, shapely figure. Just then something leaped into her mind.

“I completely forgot!” The couplet of door-chimes interrupted her, as she continued, “Aunt Cherie said she was coming in today to surprise you!”

Even exhausted as she was, Morgan could not help imagining the trio of them together, a tableau of sexual opportunity before her. She smiled wickedly, “I hope you’ve finished your homework, then, because you’re aunt’s appetite is bigger than the two of ours combined!”

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As the hot water washes over the three of us, our hands wander. I can feel yours on my back and Sarah’s running over my chest. Closing my eyes, I bask in the pleasure of four female hands caressing my skin. Once you have thoroughly scrubbed every inch of my body (seems a certain six inches got most of the attention), you and I turn our attention to our guest. We switch positions so that you are in front of her and I am behind. As the two of you share a deep tender kiss, I gently massage Sarah’s shoulders and neck, working my way down her back, my soapy fingers both cleansing her skin and relieving all tension. Slowly I work my way back to her shoulders and then work first one arm then the other.

At the same time you have washed and kneaded her from neck to waist, spending extra time and attention on what we have learned are an almost perfect set of 36C breasts. Rinsing them off, you lean down and suck one erect nipple between your lips, biting it gently, and you pinch and tweak the other. Sarah responds by running her hands down to cup your ass, pulling your bodies tight against one another.

I come up tight behind her, kissing and nibbling on her neck, my shaft pressing into the cleft of her ass. I reach a hand down between your bodies, but find that you have beat me to my target. You already have several fingers buried deep in Sarah’s love passage and your thumb caresses her hard little clit. Rising to your tip-toes, you kiss first Sarah and then me, whispering, “You’ve already gotten to taste this sweet thing, now it’s my turn.”

With that you kiss her once more and allow your tongue to trace a path down her throat, past her breasts, across her stomach, to her clean-shaven snatch. As your tongue begins to dance along sincan escort the folds of her pussy, she pulls my hands to her breasts and raises one leg to the rim of the tub to give you easier access. This allows her to reach behind her and reposition my cock between her legs, sticking out parallel to her opening, and you take your free hand and begin stroking it.

All the sensations, are becoming too much for us all, with Sarah having cum repeatedly on your fingers and tongue and you and I both in much need of similar release. I decide that it is finally time to get what I have always wanted; what I have traveled over 3000 miles for. Reaching a hand down and running my fingers through your hair, I grab a handful and coax you to a standing position. “I want you, now! I have waited long enough and if I don’t get to fuck you, right now, I’m gonna go nuts.”

So saying I reposition us so that Sarah is sitting on the edge of the tub and you are standing before her, facing her, with your back to me. I come in tight behind you, running my hands all over your body. My cock nestled between your ass cheeks; I turn your face to me and kiss you deeply. My other hand is busy between your thighs. Sarah watches us, her hand running between her own thighs, continuing what you have begun.

Seeing this, I push you forward, bending at the waist, instructing you that you should continue to ‘assist our guest’ as I take care of our needs. You don’t need to be told twice and dive directly back into Sarah’s sweet pussy, your ass waving enticingly in front of me. Ohhhhh, that sweet, sweet ass. Since we first met online it has been a dream of mine. The early pictures that you sent to me always turned me on. The one sincan escort bayan on the kitchen table, on all fours, your skirt teasingly pulled up, always could guarantee a wonderful late night fantasy session.

And now here it is, right in front of me. I rest a hand on either cheek and gently rock my hips, causing my cock to slide up and down the crack of your ass. I reach under you to roughly grab a breast, pinching and pulling at your nipple while you thrust your hips back. Dropping to my knees, I spread your legs, lean in and run my tongue from your clit to your tight puckered ass. You moan deep in your throat, and thrust back again. Kneading your cheeks and spreading them, I continue to rim your ass while you reach between your legs and begin friggin’ your clit.

Knowing that you’re close, I decide to up the ante. I run my tongue to your clit and suck it between my lips, flicking it with the tip of my tongue. At the same time, I slip a finger into your backdoor, sliding it slowly in an out, until you scream out in climax, gushing into my mouth. Your orgasm triggers another in Sarah, and her moans join yours. Claiming exhaustion, she wraps a towel around her waist and walks off to the bedroom. You and I, on the other hand, are just getting warmed up.

Still behind you, I stand up and force you against the wall. My one hand caressing your ass, kneading your cheeks, the other reaching around to play with your breasts. Turning you around, I pull your right leg up over my arm. I kiss you deeply, passionately and ask if you are ready.

“More ready than I’ve ever been for anything in my whole life,” you reply.

You reach down and position the head of my cock at the entrance escort sincan to your love canal. Thrusting up, I slowly slide my full six inches in, as I stare into your eyes. Your arms wrap around me pulling me close, and you whisper in my ear, “Just hold it there, don’t move. I just want to enjoy the full feeling.”

After several minutes in which we simply look in each other’s eyes, I slowly begin sliding in and out of your tight pussy. Harder and faster, deeper and deeper, I thrust my cock. Reaching around to caress your ass, I pick you up, the force and passion of our fucking pinioning you to the wall. I fell your pussy tighten around my cock as yet another orgasm rolls through you.

I set you down and turn you to face the wall again. You lean forward and brace yourself against the wall as I slide my penis back into you, from behind this time. “Oh god, I can’t believe how good this feels,” I moan as I continue to slide in and out, in and out.

Playfully, I smack your ass as I fuck you, leaving a red handprint on the snowy white skin. Again, on the other side, then three in a row, quickly, SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! This only proves to excite you more and you begin slamming your hips back into mine, matching my tempo.

Knowing that I won’t last much longer, I grab your hips, pull you back firmly against me and bury to the hilt. Wanting you to cum with me, I reach around and begin rubbing your clit. First, small circles, then taking it between my thumb and finger pinching it, pulling on it.

As your orgasm hits, your pussy tightens again around my cock and that is all I can take. I feel my cum boiling through my cock to paste the walls of your pussy, gobs and gobs of thick cum. Neither of us has the strength to stand so we fall back into the tub, you on my lap, my arms around you holding you close, my softening cock still firmly planted inside you. After awhile, we recover enough to rinse off and stumble, naked, to the bed, where we climb in on either side of the sleeping Sarah and drift off to sleep.

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I had a lady boss some time ago, she was good to me, never put me under any undue pressure and appreciated my need to work without being micromanaged.

I had a great deal of respect for Jill, because she gave me space to go about my sales role, visiting brokers to sell them our financial services packages for mortgages, but was on hand with support when I needed it. She was older than me by around 5 years, and had been in the game a long time and knew everybody, at that time in my career I was still a bit of a newbie but had been successful in my first couple of years.

Jill had been pleased with my progress, and because of this I’d had a nice pay rise and was pushing for a step up within the next couple of years.

Jill and I were out together in the car to meet an important broker, this wasn’t a regular occurrence but I had asked her to come along with me as she had made a big deal with this guy previously when she was in my role.

“How’s Tom and the kids?” I asked as I steered the car through rush hour traffic in Glasgow.

“He’s still a lanky bookworm, and the kids are driving me up the wall is the honest answer.” She replied as she gazed out of the window.

“He must be what? Six foot six, six foot seven?” I said admiration in my voice. I had always wanted to be a strapping six footer but had to settle for the higher numbers after five feet.

“He’s six six and I have to crane my neck to kiss the big bugger, I just wish that everything was in proportion.” She gave me a knowing look starting to giggle as I looked back at the road.

“Well size isn’t everything you know?” I chided her.

“Maybe not to you it’s not.” She fenced back at me collapsing into fits of laughter.

I was surprised at this; Jill was always one of the boys, most of her team were male, and she had a very rude sense of humour which was good fun, but I had never heard her complain about her husband before, even in jest. I had met him before, and he was a very easy going guy, maybe a little bookish, while Jill was more of an extrovert and could certainly set a fire under somebody if they warranted it. They say opposites attract and in their case this was most certainly true.

“What about you and yours Dave, things going along well?” She asked.

“Yes pretty good, you know what it’s like with two small kids.” I replied rolling my eyes.

“You can’t be getting a lot of sex with all of that going on at home Dave.” She said whilst giving me that knowing look again.

“Why do you think that?” I replied warily.

She was right, since our second was born, my wife and sex were two elements of my life which didn’t exactly go hand in hand. I still wanted my wife, but all of her focus was on the children, and after nearly two years of sex that happened once a month if I was lucky, I was feeling a little unwanted and under appreciated to say the least.

“I’ve had my children remember?” She sighed in exasperation. “I know what it’s like to go off the boil it’s not easy for us women you know?” She trotted this out like some sort of mantra and I thought it best to keep quiet at this point.

I looked over at Jill, shortish dark brown bobbed hair, large expressive brown eyes, a mouth that was just a touch too wide. Not a classic beauty but attractive enough in her own way. Jill was a curvy girl, most likely a Uk size 18, all in proportion, big boobs and a curvy bum topping some really rather good legs on her which she always kept sheathed in what I assumed were tights. Today she was wearing a black dress which buttoned down the front with a thin leather belt across the waist.

It’s not part of my job, but after her outburst in the car I thought I would play the gentleman to help soothe her, so I opened her door for her after parking up. “Why thankyou kind sir.” She laughed as she swung a leg out of the car. Suddenly a gust of wind blew her dress open from knee to waist as she tried to get out with some modesty.

I got an eyeful of her legs wrapped in beautiful black silk stockings with proper suspenders attached with shiny silver clips. I also noticed she was wearing lacy knickers and quickly covered my eyes in mock alarm.

“Jesus Jill, that’s all I need to see before we meet this guy, I won’t be able to concentrate now!” I laughed.

“Fucking wind.” She growled. “If you’re feeling traumatised by what you’ve just seen, you’re welcome to speak with Jennifer in HR and put in a complaint.” She said in her most sarcastic tone.

“No complaints here Jill, I feel like I just got my Christmas bonus early that’s all!” I laughed.

“Give over, I was right; you must be bloody sex starved if you think that was a bonus.”

I kept my thoughts to myself, but had in all honesty been delighted at the quick flash I had been afforded by the wind.

The meeting went very smoothly, my idea to bring Jill was a good sincan escort one, and after an hour or so we had the deal signed and were headed back to the car.

We attended three more meetings before calling it a day.

We would be staying over tonight as there was another meeting to attend early the next day, and I was looking forward to having a night out in Glasgow, one of my favourite cities.

We had arranged to meet some clients later on but as we drove to the hotel, I received a message to say that they couldn’t make it due to illness. It seemed Jill and I were on our own for the evening.

Rash thoughts of making a move on Jill sprang to mind as I listened to her talking on the phone as I drove. The view of her stocking tops, and the smooth white skin above them, the hint of hair behind the lace of her knickers had stuck in my mind and just wouldn’t go away.

The lack of sex at home and my needs were fogging my brain.

It was a stupid idea, and a great way to ruin things with a boss that I liked and respected; but I was still thinking about that view as I pulled into the underground carpark at the hotel. I’d have to recall it later when I inevitably took myself in hand, later in my room.

It was around 6pm now and Jill was happy to get a bite to eat and retire for an early night. We chatted as we ate, about the day’s events, before I ventured. “Must take you a while to get ready in the morning with all those straps and clips etc Jill?” I grinned.

She returned the smile. “I always wear them, have been for years, they make me feel very special and feminine. I have to have something for me in this testosterone fuelled team of mine.” She sighed.

“I guess it’s like when I pull on my suit, I always feel good, smart and handsome even.” I replied.

“Handsome would be pushing it Dave, but yes I think it’s a good comparison” she teased.

We settled the bill and headed into the lift; there was an atmosphere between us as the lift rose, I could feel it but I wasn’t going to do anything stupid. Jill broke the silence saying “I was cruel just now Dave, you’ve always looked handsome in your suits.”

“Well I’m very flattered that you think so, and I meant what I said earlier about my Christmas bonus; just so you know.” I replied hesitantly, my eyes never leaving the lift doors.

We walked in silence along the corridor, the tense atmosphere still clinging to us like a cloak. Arriving at her door, Jill turned to me and said in level tones. “If you’d like another look at your Christmas bonus you’d better follow me, I won’t ask twice.” With this she opened her door and went quickly inside. I was stunned; however I didn’t say a word or hesitate and followed her, closing the door behind me.

Inside she pushed me hard against the wall kissing me aggressively, I kissed back our tongues fighting as our hands explored each other’s bodies.

“I’m still the boss remember.” She gasped between our passionate sloppy kisses.

“What???” I moaned feeling her hands squeezing my arse cheeks firmly.

“This goes down my way, you do as you’re told, and you fuck me the way I want to be fucked, do you understand?” She hissed this directly into my ear as my hands undid the belt and buttons on the front of her dress.

“Whatever you say boss, I just work here!” I grunted taking a large breast in each hand fondling them through the lacey material.

She laughed throatily “Squeeze them harder Dave mmm yes.” Her breasts felt amazing in my hands as I squeezed and rubbed, kneaded and pinched them drawing appreciative gasps from Jill.

My own moans filled the air as I felt her hand massaging my stiff cock through my suit trousers.

She soon had my trousers and boxers down, and unexpectedly she span around rubbing her curvy arse cheeks on my erection. I reacquainted my hands with her beautiful big tits and kissed her neck, nibbling and nuzzling as she reached back to rub my cock against her bum.

“You liked my stockings didn’t you Dave?” She breathed.

“Mmm very much.” I sighed taking my hands away from her chest and rubbing them down her thighs, feeling the smoothness of the silk, and the warmth of her flesh above the stocking tops.

It was then that Jill turned slightly and pulled my cock down painfully, guiding it between her stocking top and her warm firm thigh. I squatted slightly taking the strain off the base of my member slightly, and placed a hand under her thigh lifting her foot off the floor allowing me easier access as I pushed deeper into the silky embrace of the stocking.

It felt sensational, I moaned and looked down to see and feel her hand squeezing my shaft through the material.

“You’re a kinky one Dave and that cock feels lovely and hard, I hope it’s going to stay that way for me.” Jill purred as I thrust slowly beneath her hand as sincan escort bayan she pressed and squeezed.

I moved my free hand round to her knickers and started to rub her mound through the material, drawing gasps from Jill. The sensations I was feeling through my cock were almost too much to bear and I pulled out of her stocking before I made a mess of us both.

Pinning her to the wall briefly I dropped to my knees, lifted her left leg to wrap over my shoulder as she stood, and buried my face between her legs.

Licking and mouthing her pussy through the lace of her knickers, her hands in my hair, pressing me firmly against her. She could feel my firm tongue probing and pressing, and the hot breath from my mouth on her pussy but it was a real tease for her, and I knew it wouldn’t last for long.

I was right as she reached down to yank her knickers to one side before gripping the back of my head, firmly pressing my face into her pussy. My tongue flicked and probed the folds of her sex, spreading, finding her clit and flicking it fast and hard for a couple of moments. Her knees buckling slightly she sighed “Fuck mmmmm that’s the spot” as I pulled away gently to suck her puffy pink lips into my mouth one at a time.

More sighs then the command “Lick my fucking clit more, that’s what I want!”

I went to it with vigour and passion, my tongue circling then beating against her swollen nub. Inhaling deeply, the smell of her sex intoxicating to me. Jill gasped and sank her nails into my scalp “Fuck yes, yes you dirty bastard, suck my clit” She growled. I knew she was enjoying the tonguing I was delivering to her clit, but there was something else, she was turned on by how much I was enjoying eating her out so passionately.

I couldn’t stop now and kept up the sucking and licking of her most sensitive spot, my hands gripping her ample buttocks, squeezing them hard as I sucked and munched on my boss’s snatch. She loved controlling the situation, having her subordinate kneeling before her sucking and licking her the way she wanted.

The feel of my firm, hot, tongue flickering and probing was so intense and pushed her over the edge soon after, the hot ball of tension between her legs exploding in spectacular style as she fucked her cunt against my willing mouth, cumming hard, her legs shaking almost giving way but being held up by my efforts as her juices flowed into my mouth. “Mmmmmmmmm God almighty that was good Dave, fuck yes mmmmmm, I haven’t been licked for at least 2 years.” She sighed as I pulled away looking up at her.

“Really? He doesn’t do this for you?” I couldn’t believe it as I enjoyed oral myself so much.

“No, the beanpole doesn’t like the taste so he says, but never mind him, it’s time you gave me the fucking I told you about.”

“Yes boss lead the way.” I laughed giving her a mock salute.

We got rid of our clothes, Jill taking pleasure in wrapping her soaked knickers around my straining member to wank me with. I lay back as she did this with my eyes closed loving the feeling of the lace on my veiny shaft.

Jill tossed the knickers in the corner and kept hold of my cock, precum running down from the head over her fingers as she slowly rubbed up and down varying the pressure in the most wonderful way.

She straddled me now, rubbing the head of my manhood on her slippery pussy lips as I sucked and licked her breasts, each nipple a hard pebble aching and throbbing for attention from my hot mouth. I obliged of course, closing my eyes and losing myself in the pleasure of the moment.

“Lie still now Dave, I want to feel every inch of you in me now.”

Saying this she lowered her sweet sex onto my rigid cock, she could feel the hardness stretching her neglected hole deliciously, slowly but surely filling her until she ground her clit firmly against the base of my hardness. Her clit throbbed and tingled as she drew herself back up halfway before sinking back down “Now that’s what I’ve been wanting all day long mmmmmmmmm.” She sighed.

Her pace stayed steady for a few minutes as my hands explored her curvy arse cheeks, stroking and squeezing them, sending tingles and shivers across her skin, while my mouth busily sucked her beautiful big tits. Jill shuddered and moaned as I started to thrust up into her, meeting her downward thrusts with upward motions of my own. “Good lad, just like that, don’t you fucking stop.” She gasped.

The grip her pussy had on my cock was amazing, her muscles felt so strong, squeezing hard against my member with each deep thrust. I was finding it hard to control myself and my breathing grew more rapid, gasping and thrusting faster now.

Jill recognised the signs and eased me out gently. “No way you’re cumming yet Dave, I’m enjoying myself too much and I want another orgasm before its your turn.”

I caught my breath escort sincan grateful for the respite, Jill climbed off me and lay on her back spreading her legs wide which I knelt between. “It’s been a long time for you hasn’t it?” I said quietly as she took hold of my straining manhood, guiding it into her velvety smooth pussy once more.

It felt exquisite, so wet and hot, so out of bounds fucking my married boss like this, my own wife at home unaware of my betrayal. So many thoughts but strangely no guilt, why no guilt?

“He hasn’t fucked me in ten months, not that I’m counting, now less talk and more action or I’ll send you back to your room.” She replied closing her eyes as I thrust in balls deep.

“Of course you will.” I teased whispering in her ear as I drew back and thrust deep again.

“Mmmmm yes fucking do me Dave, fuck me HARD.” She hissed urgently.

I needed no second telling and ploughed my cock into her with force and passion. Pushing her legs higher so I could go deeper I watched her pulling at her nipples. “Fuck Dave is that all you’ve fucking got?!!” She complained, spurring me on to greater effort, faster, deeper, harder as sweat began to bead on my forehead and the small of my back.

“Mmmmm better, fuck yes keep going fuck me ragged you horny bastard!” She urged.

I smiled into her neck, nuzzling and kissing as my balls slapped wetly against her arse cheeks with each rapid thrust. I loved a bit of dirty talk, and Jill seemed to enjoy blurting out whatever she was feeling at the time.

I was in a wonderful place now, the place where I’d gone past the point of feeling like I was going to cum too fast, to the point where I knew that I could last, and within reason, cum when I was ready to.

Jill’s moans were louder now, her finger nails digging into the cheeks of my arse in a painfully pleasurable way. The talking had stopped now and Jill had her hand between us rubbing hard at her clit, the other hand squeezing her breasts, pulling hard on each nipple in turn as her chest and neck turned a rosy shade of pink.

I managed to increase the pace of my thrusts one final time, and watched as her hips bucked up against me, her eyes at once tightly shut, then wide open as her orgasm arrived. Longer and deeper than her first, it washed through her in wave after wave. Her hand pressed hard onto her pussy as she shook and shuddered. “Ohhhhhhhhhh fucking hell thats good.” She murmured as I eased myself out of her now well fucked pussy.

She moaned again and reached down to rub my swollen cock, slick with pussy juice she wanked me firmly.

“Now you’re going to cum for me Dave.” She looked me straight in the eyes as she said this and I relaxed feeling my own orgasm starting to build. Her hand gripped my shaft tightly as she wanked me faster and harder. “Fuck Jill yessssss mmmmmmm.” I moaned in appreciation.

“Cum for me Dave, cum all over me.” She urged me on, and was rewarded with hot cum spurting out of my manhood in long sticky ropes, bright white on the skin of her belly and breasts. “Agggghhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuckkkk” I cried at the ferocity of my orgasm.

Collapsing onto the bed beside her, sweaty and spent, I caught my breath.

“Don’t lie there for too long, get your arse back in your own room.” Jill ordered.

I propped myself up on one elbow, “Really? Just like that?” I replied.

“Yes just like that, this is no grand affair or love story Dave you know!” She almost shouted.

“I never said that it was Jill, I just wanted to talk with you for a while.” I replied evenly.

“No talk, just leave, I needed a fuck and you delivered, end of story.” She said this forcefully and I took no time in pulling on my clothes, I was pretty sure that there was an element of guilt driving her cold behaviour.

I knew we weren’t going to run off into the sunset together, but I wanted a bit more respect or appreciation than this.

As I opened the door she called out. “This never happens again, do you understand???” This last statement delivered with her voice shaking with anger or upset, I couldn’t quite tell which one.

I said nothing, closed the door quietly and headed into my own room. I thought about what had just happened and reasoned that after the fun, the guilt had hit her really hard. I couldn’t blame her for acting the way she did.

There was something else though; I didn’t feel guilty at all. This worried me as I was starting to think that yes indeed, the feminists were right all along. All men are bastards, and I was the latest to realise my own nature.

The next morning, we had breakfast together as colleagues, with no hint towards what had happened the previous night. Meetings were attended, and we said our goodbyes before heading home.

As I drove my phone flashed up a text message:

“Sorry about last night, I won’t speak to you again like that, you didn’t deserve it, have a good week.”

I didn’t reply, just kept on driving, thoughts in my head buzzing around like demented bees.

All men are bastards and women? Well, women are women aren’t they guys? And we will never figure them out.

To be continued…

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“Mark this date ladies and gentleman, Wednesday, January the fifteenth, nineteen seventy five. It’s the day the modern family dies.” The entire nation watched as the staunchly conservative republican president signed the most controversial bill into U.S. law. They watched his face turn up in disgust with each stroke of his pen and his head shake in disapproval once he closed the binder containing that law.

“Apologies for the interruption of your program…” A reporter shuffles some papers on screen. “…hot on the heels of a controversial U.S. law the Queen approves a similar law protecting families from legal troubles here in the U.K. For more on this we go to…” Before the reporter could get another word out the television was turned off and the young boy watching his cartoons was told to go play outside.

Within a week broadcasts in nations all over the world were being preempted. Announcing that they too, have joined in signing laws that would protect families from legal issues, stemming from what was being called a world wide ‘biological event’. Scientists were hard at work trying to identify the cause of the reaction, but the closest they could come to an answer was that it wasn’t man-made.

“IT’S A TRAVESTY!” Shouts the pastor of a megachurch. “YES!” The entire congregation shouts back. “A MOCKERY OF GOD’S LAWS!” He shouts while holding the bible high in the air. “Preach!” they returned. “They believe they are above god. No one is above god. You cannot pick and choose which of his laws you wish to obey. God gave us this planet and asked for only a few things in return. One of them being to behave morally and not give into to our carnal instincts.” The entire church rose to thunderous applause. “Now we all know how difficult it is to stay chaste…” There were small bouts of laughter from the audience. “…which is why I have set up a camp that will solve this problem. For a small monthly fee our ‘campers’ will be in a temptation free environment, they will give back to their community, receive education, and most importantly pay service to God!” The pastor slammed his hand on the lectern to emphasize each point and bathed in their applause.

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“Gentlemen.”

“Mr. President.” The secret service agent said in hushed surprise. “We uh, we thought your son, might have…” Before they could finish their sentence they were cut off by the sound of what was clearly an incredible orgasm.

“I don’t think I need to tell you what’s going on in there.” The president furrowed his brow.

“No sir.” The agents began walking away.

“I trust…” He swirled the whisky in his glass. “…I can count on your discretion.”

“Of course sir.”

The president stood there, staring blankly out of the window, and before long the door creaked open.

“Oh! I uh, I didn’t know you, you were out here. I just, was, uh, just…” She trailed off not really knowing how to finish the sentence.

He took a sip of his whisky, staring at her through the reflection in the window.

“…” Her mouth opened but no words came out.

“You coming to bed soon?” He asked.

“Yes, just let me get cleaned up.”

The president winced, then downed the rest of his drink. Leaving it there as he walked to their bedroom.

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“OKAY! Tell me what you’ve found.”

“Well sir, that’s difficult.”

The President put his hand up. “I don’t want to hear that, what I want to hear is that you’ve found the cause of this ‘Biological Event’ and are working on a solution.”

“Mr. President, it isn’t that easy.”

“I know damn well it isn’t easy! That’s why an entire division was set up to research this. You have had nearly 50 years! And a nearly unlimited budget. So, tell me something about the Event I didn’t know yesterday.”

“We can say for certain that it has to do with pheromones.”

“Pheromones?”

“Yes sir, all living creatures emit them, some stronger than others. In this case it is overwhelmingly powerful. Causing the…um…subjects, to ignore certain…uh…moral standards they might have.”

“So, and let me see if I have this correct, you’re telling me the way people smell is causing mothers and sons to want to have sex with each other? Is that what you’re telling me?” He then stood up and in a very cartoony voice said. “Gee ma, you smell good, lets fuck.” “Okay son.”

“Sir, pheromones are very…”

“I KNOW WHAT THE FUCK PHEROMONES ARE! I’ve watched a nature documentary. I want. To know. What caused it!” Fed up with not getting any answers the President left the room.

While scientists were baffled at the cause of the Event, and politicians were frustrated they could do nothing to stop it, the rest of the world had accepted it. It was a way of life now, however it had caused strain on some families, particularly the large sincan escort ones, and the dynamic often changed. Scientists had noted that the effects of the Event could last up to three years, there were some reports of it only lasting barely a year, and even fewer reports of it not occurring at all. Still, no conclusions could be drawn from that information.

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“Thanks mom!” Adam reached around his mother and grabbed the bagel from her hand.

“Hey that’s mine!”

“Sorry, gonna be late.” However he lingered for a second before starting for the door.

“Very well.” She relented. “Hey aren’t you forgetting something?”

Adam ran back and gave her a peck on the cheek, before he ran out to catch his bus. Helen made her way to her bedroom to finish getting ready for work.

“It’s starting.” She sighed.

“Already? I don’t know why, but I thought we would be one of the lucky ones.”

“Yea.”

“He’s not even eighteen yet.”

“I know, I know.” She shook her head trying to clear it.

“You should, maybe stay with your parents until after his birthday, it’s only a few weeks away.” He said apprehensively.

Helen nodded in agreement. “Mark, you know I…”

He wrapped her up from behind. “Shhh, baby I know. We’ll get through this.”

That night she packed up what she would need for the next few weeks, kissed her husband, daughter and son goodbye. As you would expect she spent just a few moments longer with her son, it was uncontrollable and could feel herself wanting him.

Adam could feel it as well, his heart raced with equal parts doubt and desire. The Event was something everyone was talking about at school, it was even covered in health class. Often seen as a coming of age for many, and the certain end of any school romances.

Over the next few days Mark made plans for his son’s 18th birthday, a small get together with family at a local restaurant. He also made a doctors appointment for his wife and son, separately. Lastly he made arrangements for himself.

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“So, How have you been?” Helen asked her husband. While they had kept in constant communication via cell phone, it had been well over a week since she had actually seen him in person.

“Good. I’ve been keeping busy.” Mark hadn’t yet told his wife of all the plans made.

“That’s good. It’s nice to actually see you.” She beamed a smile at her husband.

“It’s great to see you too.” He reached his hand out and placed it on hers, and just before she was about to say something he began talking. “So, I’ve made you a doctor’s appointment for tomorrow, you can go on your lunch break.”

“An appointment for what?”

“A tubal.” He had a resigned look on his face. “It’s just a preliminary appointment, but you’ll set up the procedure when you’re there. Only takes about a week of recovery, so you’ll be okay, when it comes time.” Mark got a little choked up at the end of his sentence, but powered through. “I also set up an appointment for Adam, just a routine STD check, never can be too sure, right?” He shrugged his shoulders. “Oh, and I made reservations at ‘The Shack’, eight PM, June 6th, for Adam’s birthday.” At his point he could barely look his wife in her eyes. “Also, I’m gonna be staying with my parents for a bit, depending on how long this lasts.” And that was it, Mark could no longer hold back his tears, they streamed down his face.

Helen lurched forward and embraced her husband. “Mark, oh Mark.” She rubbed his back, unsure of what to say, or if there was anything that could be said.

Mark steeled himself. “I’ll be speaking to a therapist, and when this is all over I think we should go together.”

Helen nodded quite emphatically.

“One last thing. Once a month, at least, I would like to see you. Like a date night, just us.”

“Of course my love.”

“Well, that’s all I have.” He patted his wife on the leg, pecked her on the cheek and walked to his car.

“MARK!” Helen’s father called after him, catching up to him just as he reached his car. “I know what you’re going through, I know how you feel. I just want to tell you that it all works out.”

At this point Mark couldn’t believe it.

“I know it seems like the end of the world, the end of your world, but I promise it isn’t. And if you need to talk to anyone, I’m always here.”

Mark couldn’t help but hug him, since the passing of his own father several years ago, Helen’s dad was always supportive. He sobbed into his shoulder and thanked him before getting into his car and driving home.

As the days past Mark kept a brave face at home, and always made sure his children knew how much they meant to him. In private he was a mess, speaking with the therapist helped, but nothing was going to undo what was going to happen.

It was finally the day of Adam’s 18th birthday, he was excited to finally see his mother again, and to eat at his favorite place. Just as they were about to head out sincan escort bayan Adam pulled his father aside.

“Dad, I uh…” Adam was stumbling over what to say.

Mark patted him on the shoulders.

“Dad, I just don’t want to hurt you. I’m sorry!” He burst into tears and hugged his dad as hard as he could.

“It’s alright pal. Nothing you’ll ever do will make me love you any less.” He hugged his son just as hard as he was being hugged. “What do you say we go and get some of the best damn burgers ever?”

Adam laughed while wiping away his tears.

At the restaurant Adam was greeted by his grandparents, sister, and lastly his mother.

“Happy birthday sweetie!” She exclaimed, embracing him. She was already fully intoxicated from the pheromones, her tits pressed hard into his chest and she had to restrain herself from kissing him directly on his lips.

Adam too, was high on his mother, his dick was already beginning to stiffen and he pressed his waist into her as they hugged.

“Alright now, alright now. There’ll be plenty of time for that later!” Helen’s mother shouted out, and the whole table laughed.

Adam sat at the head of the table, his mother was opposite him, this short distance did nothing to diminish the effect of the pheromones. Even while talking to the rest of the family they made eyes at each other. When his mother left the table to use the restroom he took the chance to eye her over. Her floral sundress did its best to hide the ample 34DDD’s attached to her 5’7″ frame, but failed, and each step seemed like they were going to jiggle out. Her small peach shaped butt seemed to trap just a small amount of fabric of the dress each step she took.

“Adam, open my gift first!” His grandmother shouted at him, snapping him out of his trance. “OUR, gift.” His grandfather chimed in.

Adam tore into the square box with happy birthday wrapping on it. “SOCKS! Just what I wanted!” While he didn’t actually need socks, he loved that his grandparents were there and got him something.

“Here.” His sister handed him an envelope

Adam read it aloud. ‘Happy birthday to my little brother, you’re finally eighteen. My gift to you is my presence.’ He sarcastically looked over at her. “I couldn’t ask for a better gift from you!” He got up and hugged her around the neck.

She weakly shrugged to get him off of her. “You’re such a dork!” While the two never said it, they loved each other very much, their playful nature was quite evident of it.

Before he even saw her, he could tell that his mother was back from the restroom, he could feel his pulse quicken and his mood elevate. Deep in his mind he hoped that every encounter wouldn’t be like this, where he couldn’t concentrate on anything but her. Conversely, the feeling was like a drug and couldn’t help but want for it.

Not seconds after Helen was seated the meals arrived, everyone had ordered the burger, with a slightly different topping. There was relative joviality, and Adam even opened up presents in between his meal and longing glances at his mother.

In the parking lot, after the meal was over and paid for, goodbyes were said and birthday hugs were doled out.

“Adam.” Mark called his son over. “Here.” He handed his son an envelope.

“Thanks dad.” He hugged his father, his emotions fought each other, tears mixed with desire.

Adam, fraught with doubt, sat in the passenger seat and could barely hold a conversation with his father.

“Well, here we are.” Mark couldn’t bear to speak another word, or even look at his son.

Adam exited the car without saying goodbye.

“There you are!” Helen ran towards her son as he walked through the door and embraced him.

Biology took over and he couldn’t help but to return the gesture, his body pressed against hers, wanting to be as close as he could. His hands gently made their way from the small of her back, to cupping her rear, squeezing while they stood there in silence.

Helen wasn’t letting her son have all the fun, her hands explored his taught muscular frame, while she nuzzled in his neck. She could feel his heart beat pounding on her chest, and she was sure he could feel hers. “Adam…” She pulled away, but held his hand and led him to her bedroom. Once she entered she twirled around, her dress spun out just enough to be enticing, but not enough to be revealing.

Adam crossed the distance to his mother and pulled her closer to him, instantly pressing his lips against hers. It was like sparks going off all over their body, tongues flicked across each other, their hands grabbed the others face. Somehow Adam felt his dick grow even harder, it strained against his jeans, begging for freedom. Instinctively he thrust his hips into her.

“I need you.” Helen said as she broke their embrace. With all the quickness of a horny teenager she lifted her dress over her head and tossed it aside. She was on her back with her legs spread while she watched her son fumble escort sincan undoing his belt. She had to giggle at his frustration. “Come here.” She quickly unbuckled it and let him do the rest.

As he dropped his pants, he reached in his pocket and pulled out a condom. He wasted no time in tearing it open.

“What’s that?” She asked, knowing exactly what it was.

“A condom.” He answered plainly, while struggling to roll it on.

“Here, let me help.” She took the condom from his hands and threw it across the room. “You won’t be needing that.” She took his hand and pulled him onto her.

He didn’t need any more encouragement. With a fist full of his cock he slapped it against his mother’s pussy, sliding it up and down, rubbing the head over her clit. The heat coming off of her was near volcanic, he hopped that he wouldn’t cum as soon as he entered her. Certainly a risk he was willing to take, the head of his dick slightly parted his mother’s delicate labia. He felt her hands at the small of his back, pulling him into her, eagerly she accepted inch after inch of his length until he was nestled deeply inside of her.

“Fuuuuuck.” They said in unison, as they ground their hips into each other. Her pussy squelched with each thrust, and her legs locked together behind her son’s back. “Fuck me.” She pleaded.

Adam ran his hand up the back of his mother’s right leg, he grasped the back of her knee and pushed it back. He withdrew his steel hard prick until only the head remained within his mother, then with all his weight he crashed back into her. Each time they let out moans of sheer pleasure as their flesh came together.

Helen grabbed a fist full of sheets in each hand, her head thrown back, her moans loud. Her mind closed out the rest of the world, and for all she cared it could have ended. Her entire body tingled, like an electrical charge that began at the very tip of her toes, then arced all over her body. Helen called out for god as she felt the wave of her orgasm crash upon her.

Adam watched as his mother writhed beneath him, her massive tits bounced wildly in his hands. When it subsided he gently laid on top of her, continuing the slow grinding motion they had started with.

“That was intense.” Helen noted.

“Pheromones.” Adam dryly joked as he motioned for her to turn over.

Helen pointed her bottom right at her son, pressing her chest into the mattress. Her fingers went between her legs and parted her lips.

Poised behind his mother, watching the erotic sight before him, he gripped his cock and pressed it against her pussy. Again, it eagerly accepted his entire length, he felt like he was even deeper inside her. Pausing for a moment, he gripped her cheeks and gave them a squeeze. “God mom, you’re so wet.” She moaned in response. Slowly he pulled out, watching his shaft glisten with his mother’s wetness, then with just slightly more force he re-entered her. Building the pace with each stroke, his grip changed to holding her waist, now pulling her onto him with each thrust.

“Oh god! That’s it baby, just like that.” Helen couldn’t believe she was nearing another orgasm so quickly, chalking it up to the pheromones, she was happy to have it happen. “Fuck it baby, that’s right.” Her son’s balls slapping at her clit was driving her over the edge even faster. Once again she balled up the sheets in her hands, pushing back against her son perfectly in time with each of his thrusts. “FUCK BABY! I’m Cumming!” Just like before the static started at her toes, quickly jumping to each area of her body. Culminating directly on her clit, sparking an even more intense orgasm, her hips pushed back into her son’s and stayed there, convulsing up and down until she collapsed onto the mattress. “Jesus Christ! That was unbelievable.” She said, wiping the hair from her face.

Adam gingerly rolled his mother on her back, grabbed her by the ankles and positioned them on his shoulders. As if his cock had a mind of its own, it twitched and pulsed as it rest on Helen’s pussy. “Put it in.” He requested, then watched as with just two fingers she pushed the head of his dick inside her. With his hands grabbing her waist, he pulled her onto him, sinking deeply with her. Even though his entire length was inside his mother, his hips pushed harder to try and grind in just a bit more.

“Your turn.” Helen said as she grabbed the back of her knees and spread wide. Her pussy gripped her son’s slowly retreating dick, begging to be fucked. She pulled him on top of her and let her hands be replaced by the crook of his arms. In his ear she whispered “Cum for me.”

Methodically, Adam plunged his prick in and out of his mother’s pussy, her molten wetness entirely enveloped his cock.

“Are you close baby?” She moaned seductively.

All Adam could do was nod, he was lost in incestual bliss. His eyes darted from watching his cock thrust in and out of his mother, to her massive tits, one in each hand.

“Mmmmm…” She moaned. “…mommy wants to make you cum.”

“Oh fuck.” Adam cried out. “I’m so close.”

“Yes baby.” She encouraged him.

Adam was now pounding his mother as hard as he could. He could feel an intense tingling sensation all throughout his dick. “Mom, I’m gonna cum. Should…should I pull out?” He asked with urgency.

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Meena did not rest after that nice exposure to real sex that day. Rajeev’s wow to have her sooner or later was a real thing looming and she knew it could be difficult thing to refuse. Her private parts were crying for an interlude of that kind.

The fear and the eerie pleasure of doing something with another man made her really horny.

On one hand Meena was very scared at the prospect of getting into anything of this sort and avoided the tenants like a plague so much so that even on Diwali refused to go out and greet them. They were perplexed and did not mind it but were upset at her behavior.

With Dinesh still out she was clear that this is not the time to mix with such people. Dinesh returned finally and it was not a very happy homecoming – he got into his issues at work and just kept ignoring her. The regular sex life also was in a doldrums state. She just did not know what to do.

She had unknowingly started to touch her pussy and open the labia- feel the wetness – tickle the clitoris and release pent up sexual lust building up – she had joined the ranks of women practicing masturbation. And unfortunately in all these exercise her fantasy man turned out to be Rajeev.

Rajeev was also not keeping any stone unturned. He would hang his underwear openly in the backyard – with stains of sexual combats, perform sexual acts during times when she was alone in the house and make sure she was listening or even watching – a few of them would happen in the backyard – where foreplays were common, including once it was Rupa mashed between both of them and each fondling her openly, these incidents were getting brazen and she did report them to Dinesh – who was so engrossed with his work that they did not matter.

The morning was warm and sunny, so after Meena had gotten her mind off the happenings in the tenant’s place recently, and kept her mind way from the words ringing in her ears pronounced by Rajeev, she was free to relax and enjoy herself for a while.

But the moment that episode came back to her mind she would go berserk and clouded in her mind, she did not know if she could avoid the ultimate with him, it was just this morning when she had gone to pluck a few flowers from the backyard that she saw them there – leaning on the wall next to the rear door of their dwelling and he was with the girl Rupa kissing her on her boobs through the night gown, and she was fondling his dick – pretty long and looked like a long snake to Meena.

She was amazed at the length.

They saw her but choose to ignore as if she did not matter, this troubled her beyond repair, how could they just do that to her. And then he did something bizarre – gave her a flying kiss – very audacious and very bold. This was not going down too well.

She stood transfixed and as time went by – Rupa dropped her nightie and in front of Rupa on the floor in the Backyard – Rajeev openly inserted his dick into his cousin’s pussy and the lass was moaning and heaving and sweating – while he fucked her on the wet floor where the maids would wash utensils and sometimes clothes.

Rajeev kept looking at Meena while searing the cousin in her pussy – he was sure this will get the housewife where he wanted – him in her bed.

It was finally over and before she could react – she decided to get back and she did not go to the rear end Nursery and returned to her house and stood up and removed her robe, which was all that she had on, and walked to her full-length mirror and surveyed her naked body.

Meena was 27 years old, stood 5’4″ tall and weighed 115 pounds. She had dark hair, an oval face with regular features and her measurements were 38-26-38. Her tummy was flat as a plate due to exercising daily.

Just recently she had bought a bike to keep herself fit and Meena loved to ride her bicycle every morning, and then twice a week she would go to the local health club for aerobics.

As she continued to look at her body in the mirror, Meena frowned slightly.

She liked to keep looking good, but it didn’t seem to make any difference anymore, very little mattered anymore. Her husband had suddenly gone away, and she didn’t have any desire to go out and socialize with the single people she knew.

Meena had always taken pride in the knowledge that she had never cheated on her husband, and she didn’t see any reason to change just because he had gone away for while though he himself was asking her to go on with other men. She still loved him, and missed him terribly. She had tried to ignore the growing need between her legs, but it became harder and harder to do as the flames in her cunt grew hotter and hotter.

Meena felt the desire in her slit grow as her hands caressed her breasts. She closed her eyes and let her right hand gently cover her hot, throbbing pussy and with her left hand on her breasts, and her right hand on her cunt, Meena stepped back and sat on the edge of the bed, she could see her reflection in the mirror as she slid her sincan escort middle finger deep into her hot, hungry gash, and started moving it around and flicking it across her tingling clit.

“Oooooh, uuuuummm,” she started to moan softly as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror.

Her legs were raised and her thighs spread as her finger worked in and out. She was pumping her hips into her hand as the muscles in her tummy tightened, and she brought herself quickly to a trembling climax.

“Ooooh, uuuuuumrnm, uuuuunnnnngggghhhh, I’m aiming, I’m aiming.” She moaned to the mirror as wave after wave of orgasm rolled over her.

“Uuummmm, yes, I’m aiming good,” she whispered, her half-lidded eyes staring at her reflection, as she felt her slick cum flow into her shuddering cunt.

Meena kept her finger buried deep inside her cunt while the explosions rolled through her, when they finally stopped she slowly removed her finger and lowered her legs to the bed and her thighs were still spread wide, and she felt the satisfied, relaxed muscles in her tummy quivering while she lay with her eyes closed.

Then Meena burst into tears at the thought of what she had done as this wasn’t the first time she had masturbated in the morning, she had started doing it almost daily after noticing the group sex in the tenant’s house a month before and she needed the sexual relief that it gave her now that her husband was away and she was aware of his plans with her on sex, but she also knew that she needed a man instead of her finger which even if she did go for- there was no guilt or infidelity – her husband was OK and in fact supportive and instrumental.

Meena wasn’t opposed to masturbation, but she didn’t want it as an alternative to a man in the absence of Dinesh. When Meena finally stopped crying she got up off of the bed, went into the kitchen, and poured herself a cup of coffee.

Of late she would often walk about the house naked when she was alone enjoying the freedom that being naked gave her beautiful fairly fair and well-kept body and now she stood in her kitchen and thought about how her life was going.

She had a nice house Dinesh kept the lawns mowed and trimmed was comfortable, but also frustrated and lonely. When she finished her coffee she went back to her bedroom to get ready to go out riding her bicycle and she put on a thin white Kurtis top, and a pair of green baggies pants that were comfortable without being restrictive of her movements.

She knew that if her nipples got hard they would be seen in her Kurtis, and if anyone got very close they could see the dark outline of her nipples whether they were hard or not. She also knew that the baggies did more to show off her ass than cover it.

Meena checked herself in the mirror, smiled her approval, and went out to the garage.

She liked to ride in the early morning, and she smiled at a few men who yelled or whistled at her when they saw her ride by with her head down and her ass in the air as she enjoyed teasing the men, but she never stopped to talk, only smiled and waved as she rode by and this day Meena rode away from the suburban housing area where she lived, and was soon peddling along a quiet country road. She felt free and at ease out here in the warm morning air.

She had ridden her bicycle for about an hour when she decided to stop and rest. She was sweating and breathing hard as she walked her bike to a small bore well tap that ran by the road. She rinsed her face with water from the tap, and then returned to the road to ride home.

Suddenly Meena realized that she had a problem.

The rear tire on her bicycle was going flat.

“Oh shit!” She yelled as she realized that she would have to walk all the way home.

Meena started pushing her bicycle down the road and it wasn’t really a hard walk, and she soon found herself enjoying it as she walked along the quiet, tree-lined road, and heard the birds in the trees. She had been walking for about twenty minutes when she heard a bike coming down the road behind her as she moved off the road to let the car pass her, but it stopped beside her instead.

“Having trouble?” The driver of the bike asked -her tenant’s friend Rajeev – her current tormentor.

“Yeah, flat tire, and I do not need your help – OK” she responded with disgust.

“Aunty, don’t take me wrong let me help you. I live in the same house and we are a mile ahead. I can fix your tire there, and you can be in your own house, just wait while I tie the bike to the rear side of the bike. Then you can ride with me back home.”

“Why, thank you, that would be wonderful,” Meena thought and mentally accepted while outwardly she was not willing to give away her thoughts so easily.

Rajeev did not wait for her to respond and he loaded Meena’s bike on the backside of his bike and drove her to the house, Meena knew that she was being tempted by this guy, and her thoughts suddenly went back sincan escort bayan to that morning and her need to masturbate, she thought about Dinesh, about how much she missed him making love to her, how wonderful it had always felt as her resolve began to disappear and she felt a strong masculine hand on her ass for the first time in over a year, and she liked it.

Rajeev seemed to know that she was vulnerable, and he pressed his advantage.

He offered to bring band aid to take care of the scratch she got on her thigh while getting on the bike – she just refused. He continued to work on her bicycle and suddenly there was a cry and a loud sound inside the house. He rushed inside only to find her lying in a heap of clothes in the bedroom – just in her petticoat and blouse – looks like she was looking for some dress on the top shelf and fell off – the stool on which she was standing was lying on the side – she had tripped.

“Come on, Meena Aunty, just relax to cool off, and then I’ll put your bike together and you can be on your way,” he whispered as he gently rubbed his hand over her knee and quietly applied the band aid and deliberately but making it look like an accident rubbed his hand on her butt.

“Oh it is paining – the knee is hurt and Rajeev, don’t you , you shouldn’t,” Meena whispered as she unconsciously pressed against his palm.

Rajeev turned to face her, and drew Meena into his arms. As soon as Meena felt his hips rubbing her, she was lost. She could feel his hard cock pressing through the material of their clothes, and she knew that she wanted it.

“Meena Aunty, it’ll be OK, let me rub some balm on the knee.” he said as he moved his face closer to hers. Surprisingly he found the balm just next to the bed on the dressing table – he quietly applied it on the knee and watched her squirm – boobs heaving beneath the red purple blouse – she was wearing a purple bra evident from the straps which had slipped to the inside and easily visible. The cleavage was alluring and Meena realized the folly of letting it be so close to her tormentor knowing his intentions were to pin her in her own bed. But little could she do – there was a towel lying on the chair which was quite far and a old chunni(big scarves Indian women wear around their top part) lying a few feet away – she tried to get it and –-with his feet he just moved it away. He knew it would diminish chances of getting her- and today was his chance – he did not give away chances so easily.

“What the hell – give it to me- just get out…” and she tried to reach out only to fall in his arms. And this time their lips were nano centimeters away – he could not resist and gave her a light kiss on her lips and since she did not show resistance – kept his lips on her lips and slowly ran his tongue on her lips adroitly and skillfully with a slight pressure – sexual sensual pressure.

“Yes, oh God yes,” Meena moaned as she surrendered to him, and met his lips with hers. She knew there was no balm.

Meena moaned low in her throat as she and Rajeev explored each other’s mouths with their tongues and ground their hips together, when the kiss ended they separated, and Meena saw Rajeev unfasten his pants and drop them to the ground.

She gazed longingly at his massive, hard cock when it came into view, and then she quickly peeled off her halter top and shorts. When they were both naked he led her to the side of the bed and Rajeev gazed at Meena’s beautiful breasts as he drew her to him. He took her into his arms and kissed her deeply while she molded her willing, naked body to his and felt his hard cock pressed between them.

“I want to fuck you, Aunty. You know it well – you have been watching me from quite some time and I have been watching you from every angle and you are luscious, sexy and unexplored. I will make you enjoy it – you will lust for it – you will become a slut. Please enjoy this moment or moments now Aunty and I promise you will not regret I’ve seen you enough and dreaming of screwing you, in fact I fuck Rupa fantasizing it is you.” Rajeev whispered in her ear.

“You liar, bastard, but am melting, I know am losing control, Yes, oh God yes, I want you too,” Meena moaned as she ground tighter to his crotch.

Rajeev led the way out of the reverie and they settled, Meena silently sat on the edge of the bed and reached for his hips. She gazed longingly at the swollen blood-filled head of his cock as she drew him to her face and opened her mouth wide.

“Oh yes,” she hissed as she kissed the hard, rubbery head as she felt his hands on the back of her head urging her on, she slid his prick deep into her mouth, and started bobbing her head up and down its throbbing length.

“Oh, my God, Meena Aunty, suck it,” Rajeev groaned huskily as he looked down and watched his prick disappear deep into her mouth.

Meena was doing it for the first time – till date she had never sucked on Dinesh, he never asked her and she never escort sincan thought it was necessary, and here she was into this sinful pleasurable act of allowing him to slid his cock into her mouth as far as she could, and buried her nose into his pubic hair at its base.

She inhaled his aroma deeply as she savored the taste and feel of his tool, and then she began to bob her head up and down its length faster. This is the first time – she knew was smelling the cock of a man.

“I’m doing it,” she thought, “I’m doing it and it’s wonderful.”

“Mmmmmmmrnmm, mmmm” she moaned low in her throat as she felt his massive cock spearing into her mouth, and tasted the pre-cum ooze that came out of the burning head.

“Meena, oh, oh, oh, Meena, yes Aunty” Rajeev groaned huskily as he felt his balls tighten, and pumped his hips into her face faster and faster.

Meena knew that he was getting close to his climax, and that he was going to cum in her mouth. She had forgotten about everything else in her ecstasy, and was only conscious of the fabulous meat she had in her mouth as she sucked deeper and hotter.

Suddenly Rajeev’s hips jerked uncontrollably, and his cock jumped in her mouth as his climax hit him. “Meena! Oh God, Meena, I’m cuming!” he groaned as his balls released their steaming load.

Meena heard his groans of pleasure just as his prick started shooting spurt after spurt of hot cum into her mouth. She swallowed as fast as she could and drank it all, holding his hips tightly to her face. When his shudders had finally stopped, and she had sucked his cock dry, she raised her head and smiled sweetly at him standing over her.

“Oh Rajeev,” she whispered contentedly as she held his cock under her nose and inhaled it’s heavy, musky aroma.

“Wow, Aunty – you are a slut now,” Rajeev gasped as he hugged her face and slowly caught his breath.

Meena felt him gently pushing her onto her back on the bed. She raised and spread her thighs as she watched him crouch between her legs, and she looked through half-lidded eyes as his head dropped to her hot, wet cunt. “Uunnngghhh Rajeev,” she moaned as her head snapped back and her eyes closed, lost in passion.

Meena moved her hips to his face when she felt his tongue sliding across the super sensitive lips of her pussy. She reached down and cupped the back of his head in her right hand while she propped herself up on her left elbow, watching the top of his swirling head while her tummy muscles tightened.

“Uuuuunnnnggghhh Rajeev, oh, oh, God, yes, baby,” she moaned as she felt his tongue on her clit. Soon she was fucking her hips up into his face as she got closer and closer to her climax. Her hips arched high as she felt her cum shot into her quivering cunt.

“Rajeev, I’m cumming, oh God, I’m cumming, ungh, ungh, ungh, aaaaaahhhhh.”

She moaned as she ground her hips into his sucking lips.

Rajeev licked up all the sweet cum that flowed out of her cunt, and then he raised his head and smiled wickedly at her. Meena returned his smile, which then turned to a grin as she saw that his cock was hard again.

“Oh, baby, yes,” she whispered huskily as she felt him sliding onto her body.

Meena reached for his cock and guided it to her waiting cunt as he slowly lowered his hips to her.

“Uuuummrn,” she moaned as she felt the hard head rubbing at the wet lips of her steaming pussy. “Ungh! Oh… my… God!” She groaned aloud as she felt the swollen head of his prick slide deep into her and spread her wide.

Meena welcomed Rajeev into her pussy, and matched the pumping motions of his hips as she felt his wonderful hard cock sliding in and out of her.

Rajeev felt the walls of her cunt gripping his meat as he pumped it in herand he felt his balls tighten as she moved hips to match his rhythm. He had known that she would be good, but he hadn’t really been prepared for anything like this.

“My God, she hasn’t been fucked in a while,” he realized as he pounded his rod into her. Meena was going wild under him as she felt the first cock she had ever had, besides her husband, inside her. She thrashed and ground her hips to his as her stomach trembled inside and she got closer and closer to her climax.

“Rajeev! Oh God, fuck me, Rajeev, oh, oh, oh, fuck me, fuck me! Fuck me, fuck me! Aaaaaaahhhhhh, I’m cuming. Oh, God, I’m aiming again! Uuuuhhhhhmmmmm!” She wailed at the top of her lungs as her fresh cum flowed into her cunt to coat his pistoning prick.

“Oh, Meena Aunty, oh fuck baby, here I cum too!” Rajeev groaned as his balls released and his hot cream shot into her quivering quim. Meena held his hips tightly to hers while he shot into her and she felt it coating her deep into her womb.

“Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh Tooooommmmm ooooo,” she moaned softly as her climactic shudders gradually ceased. When their orgasms had finally passed she released her hold on him and let him slide off of her. The two naked lovers lay in each other’s arms on the bed and gradually caught their breath. Meena felt the love juice leaking out of her cunt, running down her inner thighs as she relaxed in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Suddenly the realization of what she had done hit her, and she jumped off of the lounge chair in wide-eyed alarm.

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Chapter 1 – The Naughtiness Starts:

My wife Penny and I had a trip planned to a high-end all-inclusive hotel in Jamaica but right at the last minute disaster struck, she got an inner-ear infection that meant she wasn’t allowed to fly. I tried to reschedule the trip but the fees were way too expensive, the only option was changing the name on the booking. We asked every couple we could think of but school holidays, the cost, or the lack of remaining leave from work got in the way from everyone.

As the hotel was ‘adults in a couple only’ (not the dirty one you’re probably thinking of) I couldn’t take my brother and play golf every day, we were in a tight spot until our friend Katie said she’d like to go with me. I never thought in a million years that my wife would agree but she seemed more fussed about getting the three grand back to go towards our next trip. We’ve both known Katie for years so I figured my wife had decided we could be trusted not to get up to mischief. Katie’s had the odd dalliance here and there but she’s never got a long-term boyfriend so she was quite excited about some 5 star pampering, food, and cocktails. Katie is a little younger than me but she’s totally out of my league, I wouldn’t say I’ve always had a crush on her but I’ve certainly always known she’s very hot.

So there we were, getting dropped off at the airport one freezing January morning by my wife. It all seemed a bit odd, Katie and I both got a hug and a word in the ear from Penny, all she said to me was, “Be good, don’t get too smashed, but make sure Katie has a good trip!” The departures hall was noisy with all the other travellers saying their goodbyes so I had no idea what she said to Katie, my guess was she said something like, ‘If Alan starts acting like a dick make sure you call him on it!’

The flight was long but fairly pleasant with not too many kids being annoying or trolley-dollies trying to sell us crap we didn’t need, so we both tried to get a little shut eye. When I woke up after a nap Katie’s head was resting on my shoulder, she looked so peaceful and her hair smelt great, I allowed myself a cheeky peak down at her cleavage as she slept, the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed in and out was mesmerising but after a while I decided that it really wasn’t a great idea – Starting the holiday with an unresolved 9 hour erection was not exactly relaxing so I forced myself to put my eye mask back on and try to go back to sleep.

We were both woken up about an hour before we touched down by the hostess with a set of landing cards, the hostess gave me a very dirty look when asking how many cards we needed, it was only after she’d wandered off muttering to herself that I realised how bad it looked, me with my wedding ring, my beautiful companion without one, we’d also needed 2 customs cards as we aren’t married. When I explained it to Katie she started laughing, I was wondering what we’d let ourselves in for – would there be two weeks of dirty looks and snide comments behind our backs? That’s when Katie suggested we just have a little fun with it.

“Two options the way I see it, either you take your ring off, everyone you meet sees the white mark and assumes you are cheating on your wife or have literally ‘just’ left her, and then assume you’re a dick. Or… You buy me that cute little ring in the in-flight magazine and I’ll be Mrs Alan B while we’re away, how do you wanna play it hotshot?”

I didn’t need to think about it for very long, the call bell was pressed, the frown from the hostess got even bigger, but 15 minutes and £50 later I had a new wife. The ring wasn’t anything fancy but as it was brand new the bright silver could have passed for a more expensive metal.

When we got to the hotel I upgraded us to the next category of room when we checked in so we could get a room with 2 beds. After a long flight from the UK we were eager to get in the pool and sink our first beers so we took turns to have a quick shower and put on our swimming stuff. While Katie was in the shower I logged onto the WiFi and had a video chat with Penny. She was OK despite missing out on the holiday, I promised to check in with her every day. When Katie emerged from the bathroom wearing a fairly skimpy bikini my heart skipped a beat and my cock definitely twitched, she looked amazing. Although she’s in her late 30’s but with her tight athletic body and cute face I think she could easily pass for 25. By contrast my 40’s have started with more than a little middle-aged spread. I still play football and run a bit so I’m not exactly massive but I know everyone would be asking themselves what Katie was doing with me. My eyes lingered a little too long on that bright blue bikini.

“Hey, when you’re done checking me out can we go get a drink?” Katie quipped.

“Sorry, I always knew you were hot but that bikini is something else,” I was hoping that a little flattery might bring an end to the telling off.

“It’s fine, that’s the job of a bikini, some claim demetevler escort it’s about fewer tan lines but for me it all about the looks from hot guys and the free drinks.”

“Bar’s open and my wallet seems a little heavy, care to help me empty it?” I joked, it was an all-inclusive so I’d only need dollar bills for tips but I’d gotten away with what could have been an awkward moment.

She wrapped a sarong around her waist and off we went in search of the first drink of the holiday, one red stripe in the pool bar turned into four or five, then wine with dinner, and two or three Mojito’s later so we were both more than a little tipsy and ready to head off to bed. Again we took turns in the bathroom to change and get ready for bed. Katie wore a baggy tank top and some boyish looking boxers, I’d seen far more of her in her bikini but there was something nice about seeing her in clothes that no one else would get to see. The tank top was so baggy that depending on where she was standing or sitting I got an amazing view of her body.

The first few days all followed a similar pattern, reading our books on the beach or the pool loungers, snorkel trips, a video chat with Penny for me at some point, lots of great food, and a fair amount of booze but not enough that I was brave / stupid enough to try something that might endanger my marriage. We were getting on really well and having loads of fun, using the bathroom as a changing room seemed to be the only thing that made our stay un-natural.

On the fourth day I’d obviously been quicker getting dried and changed after my shower as when I came out of the bathroom, she was just wearing a pair of panties and a sheepish grin. She’d managed to pick up her towel and hot-footed it into the bathroom so I really didn’t see that much but we both felt a little uncomfortable, I had decided we should clear the air at some point in the evening, she must have felt the same way too as when we were sat on a huge outdoor beanbag sofa at the beach bar later she brought it up.

“I dunno about you, but I don’t think our changing room is really working out,” she said.

I thought I knew where she was heading but apparently I didn’t know Katie as well as I thought I did, “I know what you mean, but I don’t have the spare cash to upgrade us to a suite, I…”

“No you dumbass,” she interrupted, stopping me in my tracks. “I mean we need to get ourselves past a little nudity!”

“Oh, right, errr… Not sure what Penny would make of that.”

“Look, it’s no big deal, Penny said so,” Katie said as she slurped the head off the top of her 4th or 5th Red Stripe. “I’m not gonna be putting a show on and I don’t expect you to either, all I’m saying is I don’t think we need to keep hiding away in the bathroom to get changed.”

“OK, I guess, if Penny said she wasn’t bothered about it.” I said, trying to keep as casual as I could whilst secretly wondering about what the pair of them had been speaking about when I wasn’t around.

“The way I see it, from the first time you saw me in a bikini on this trip you’ve seen 98% of me, as has everyone else by the pool and to be honest, I’m really past caring if you catch a glimpse of the rest.”

“98%?” I questioned.

“99% when I move on to the bikini I’ve been saving for next week.”

“Well, I think I can speak for myself and everyone else by the pool, I’m looking forward to seeing that bikini, I promise not to get weird and stare too much when you’re changing.”

“Cool, I’m glad we’ve got that sorted. But just to let you know, I plan to check out the contents of your shorts if they’re on show!” she said, trying to keep a straight face.

We both giggled and I felt so much better, I was so glad we’d had a few drinks before we’d had the chat, I’m always a bit more loose lipped after a couple of beers. She was wearing a really hot summer dress, it was white linen and sheer enough that you could just make out her bright white lingerie underneath. The slight breeze from the ocean had caused her arms to get goose pimples at times so she snuggled in close to me on our little sofa. I felt the most comfortable I’d been so far on the trip, everything I’d had second thoughts about before the trip had melted away.

We had a really nice dinner and a few too many cocktails, so much so that Katie told me in no uncertain terms it was time for me to take her to bed. After the conversation we’d had earlier I didn’t need to be told twice. When we got back in the room Katie went into the bathroom so I got on my bed and was flicking thru the TV channels when she came out. I’d half expected her to still be wearing the knockout summer dress she’d been wearing that night or be ready for bed, in fact she was wearing neither. As her body swished past the TV I saw that she had stripped down to her bra and panties. I pretended to watch the telly but was shamelessly checking her out as she removed her bra and looked around for her tank top. escort demetevler Lit by the soft light of the bedside lamp and the dancing colours from the TV I could see more of the 2% I’d so far missed out on as she searched. Whilst the maid never hid anything, stuff randomly got tidied away in the wrong place at times and Katie’s nightclothes were proving elusive. If she’d been sober I’m sure she’d have looked for them before taking off her bra. If I’d been sober I’d have probably found something on the TV to distract me but her unintended show was just too good to miss, her body was perfect. She didn’t have an ounce of fat on her but she wasn’t skinny, she wasn’t all muscles either, her horse riding and Pilates mad sure she was simply toned from every angle. Her breasts were small I suppose, maybe a 34B if I had to guess, but they were so pert and her nipples so out-front and in-your-face I really wouldn’t want to change a single thing about her.

“Ok, so you’ve had a good look at the girls now, can you help me find my tank top?”

“Yeah, sorry, again… Sorry,” I said. My cock was at half-mast already, even though it was tucked away safely, there was a noticeable bulge.

“Don’t be sorry, like I said, I really don’t mind you having a peak, to be honest I quite like it, but I’m tired now and I want to get some sleep.”

I got up and looked around. It looked really bad for me when I found the tank top and boy boxers under one of the pillows on my bed; it was directly underneath where I’d been lounging and made it look like I’d hidden it on purpose.

“I promise I didn’t hide them, but here you go,” I said as I handed them over, staring down at the floor like a naughty kid.

“No problem man,” she said in a terrible fake accent as she popped it over her head and slipped her boy-boxers over her panties. “I’ve found them somewhere different every night so far. Anyway, now that you’ve had the show it’s out of the way isn’t it! And now I won’t feel guilty that it’s your turn.”

“My turn? Err, Ok!” I said as I took off my shirt and unbuttoned my linen trousers.

Katie was sat on her bed with her back against the headboard looking straight at me, if she had a clipboard I swear she’d have been making notes or marking me out of ten.

Once I’d taken my trousers off I was standing in my boxers, so I was ready for bed but I figured it wasn’t really fair given what I’d seen so I decided that I needed to switch them for a new pair so I went over to the chest of drawers and found a new pair, then standing side on so Katie could get a decent but not full frontal view I slowly pulled my boxers down and stepped out of them, pausing briefly to check out the tan lines left by my board shorts in the mirror I pulled on the new pair and got onto my bed and turned the TV off.

Katie and I both lay on our sides and looked at each other across the gap between our beds in silence for a moment.

“So Mrs B, did you get a good enough view from there?” I said eventually

“Yes thanks. Nice touch that, switching your boxers against your normal routine.”

Taken aback a little I said, “My routine?”

“Yeah, We have our day in the sun with you in boardies, you shower, put on a fresh pair of boxers for the evening, you sleep in them, and go to breakfast in them, then you swap for boardies and the whole thing starts again, you switched them so I’d feel better about what you saw.”

“Was I that obvious?”

“Yes, but I thought it was very noble of you to show me your cock!”

“I don’t think anyone has uttered that sentence before in history of the English language, but on that note… I think it’s time to get some sleep, anything else I say or do is bound to get me into more trouble,” I said as I reached over and turned off my bedside lamp.

“Night night, my fake hubby,” said Katie as she did the same with her bedside lamp.

I woke up a few hours later sweating buckets, the room felt like it was about 90 degrees, I looked over at the Air Con panel, it was lit up like a Christmas Tree – a sea of flashing red lights. I was feeling dehydrated so I went to the mini bar and got myself a bottle of water. As I opened the fridge it the room was flooded with a cool blue light and I could see that Katie had been suffering in the heat as well. She’d dispensed with the blanket and sheet, her boy-boxers were on the floor and she’d pulled up her tank top exposing her flat belly and the very bottom curves of her amazingly pert breasts. The light had caused her to stir from her slumber and she asked me to pass her a bottle.

I pulled a second bottle out of the fridge and wandered between our beds and placed it on the bedside table before getting back onto my bed. She rolled over onto her side so she was facing me, she picked up the bottle and immediately placed it on her forehead, when the condensation from the cold bottle ran down her face then her neck she let out a deep sigh. I watched intently demetevler escort bayan as the bottle slowly moved south onto her cheeks, then her neck and the top of her chest, as it grazed her tank top the white fabric water droplets made tiny damp patches which made it stick to her skin even more than before. When the bottle again touched her skin again as it reached her stomach she let out little moan. I was transfixed as I followed the line of the bottle. I’d hoped it was going to go further but Katie needed the drink as much as I had done so after the bottle had reached her belly button she sat up and downed the whole bottle in one go. She then must have decided fewer clothes was the way to go too as she pulled off the tank top we’d played hide and seek with and tossed it aside. She lay on top of the sheets wearing just her panties, which were very brief and pretty sheer so left little to the imagination; they were powder blue with an intricate floral pattern, allowing me an almost unrestricted view of the outline of her pussy.

I also slept above my sheets facing Katie. At around 8am the gaps in the curtains had flooded the room with the morning Caribbean sunshine and Katie and I were still facing each other, about 3 feet apart wearing very little, needless to say, I had a touch of ‘morning glory’ as my cock strained against my boxers. The situation was exacerbated by the sight I’d woken up to, Katie was still facing me. In her light slumber her arm was on auto-pilot gently stroking her skin just where the top of her leg and panties met. I wanted to look away as I knew this was crossing a line of trust that we’d built up only the night before but it was such a beautiful sight, I let the devil on my shoulder dictate my actions. I closed my eyes apart from a tiny crack just in case Katie woke up, I placed my hand over my boxers and started lightly stroking myself in a similar way to Katie. We must have stayed like that for 30 minutes or so but eventually the need for relief got too great. I quietly got up and went into the bathroom, once inside I stripped my boxers off and furiously masturbated, my climax came quickly but it was oh so satisfying. I sighed a little too loudly as I let loose and I was sure that Katie would have been woken by my actions. I had a cold shower to cool off and went back into the bedroom to open a window to let some fresh air in. Katie was still in bed but her arm was now by her side and she was underneath the bed sheet. As I got back onto my bed I could see she was trying to stifle a smirk.

“Is that better?” she enquired?

“Yes, thanks, I feel much fresher after a cool shower,” I said, trying to steer her thoughts away from my actions.

“Mmm, I think a shower is definitely what I need,” she said as she slowly got out of bed. Once again I got an amazing view of her naked top half as she walked towards the wardrobe. She pulled down her panties and sashayed her way towards the bathroom allowing me to see that knockout arse of hers. “I’m so hot and bothered, I think this shower will come as a great relief,” she added as she disappeared out of view.

I’d gotten ready for breakfast by the time she exited the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel.

“Shall I see you at breakfast?” I said, “I’ll need to go tell the front desk about the busted Air Con.”

“Up to you cupcake, I’ll be ready soon and I think you’ve probably seen all I have to offer by now.”

“I don’t think I could take another hot night like that, I’d best go see the manager, with the maintenance teams in hotels like this you want to be at the top of the list for jobs that day!”

“Ok, see you at breakfast then, get me an omelette and a smoothie, ok hun?”

“Sure, see you in a bit.”

I went to reception and asked to speak to the duty manager, Asha was very apologetic about the Air Con, but said that she’d send one of her lads round straight away to double check but that it probably couldn’t be fixed, apparently they’d had trouble in that block for the previous month or so and the all the units were being replaced, but not all of them would be done until the day after we were due to leave. I pointed out that it was pretty unbearable so she said to come back at lunchtime and sort a room move out once she’d checked the reservations list.

About 45 minutes later I was still sat by myself at breakfast having eaten, but Katie was nowhere to be seen, her smoothie had got warm and the omelette which was made to order was looking decidedly cold, old, and rubbery. Just as I finished my coffee and was about to go looking for Katie she arrived. She took one look at her breakfast and decided some fruit from the buffet cart would be a better bet. I stayed with her as she ate her fruit, she had a strangely spaced out look on her face which I put down to a poor night’s sleep in the sauna that was our bedroom.

We nipped back to the room and changed for the pool, grabbed some loungers for ourselves and jumped in the pool to keep cool, we each did a few slow laps of the pool at our own pace but after a while we were both lounging in the shade at the deep end. It wasn’t that deep so I could just touch the floor with my feet but as Katie couldn’t she draped her arms around my neck and attached herself to my side with one of her legs loosely wrapped round mine.

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If you read Part 1 of this story, it won’t come as a surprise that Megan got the job as my new PA and I’m pleased to say that she was definitely the one with the best ‘all round’ experience. It truly wasn’t only my cock that decided! Today is Megan’s first day and as I approach my office building, I’ve obviously got quite a spring in my step to see if her first impressions at the interview last!

I walk through the glass doors to reception and the sexy 32 year old is already awaiting my arrival. She looks just as fabulous as I remember. Smartly dressed for her first day, she’s wearing a pin stripe dark business suit, skirt above the knee but not too short for the office, white silk blouse, nylons again (of which sort I’ll hopefully find out later) and high heels. Her hair is long and partly down this time but clasped up at the sides away from her beautiful face and piercing green eyes.

As our glances meet, we both raise a knowing smile and she rises as we greet each other very formally in the reception area.

“Congratulations on getting the job Megan. I hope you’ll be very happy working here.”

“I’m sure I will be,” she replied. “Thank you for choosing me for the position.”

“No-one else came close I assure you Megan.” and with her pleasing smile, I organised her security pass and we made our way towards my office.

Megan’s high heels on the tiled reception floor were the only sound that caught my hearing within the busy and bustling reception area as we made our way into the near-empty lift.

Megan leant over to me in the lift and whispered “I loved feeling your cum ooze out of my pussy on my way home after the interview.”

I was a bit taken aback that she’d risk anyone overhearing us but she was already on my wavelength. I wanted her again so badly and she’d made my cock gently throb with that comment but at this point I only returned her sexy words with a wicked yet somewhat smug smile.

I led the way to her new desk just outside my office on the 7th floor of this 8 floor office building, all the time remembering how exceptionally good her tight warm pussy had felt around my cock the last time we met.

“Drop your things off here and I’ll show you around.” I told her.

Megan sorted her things out quickly and with a sexy smile said “Right boss I’m ready for you.”

My cock started hardening at hearing those inviting words but slamming my cock deep inside her right here right now wasn’t quite appropriate in front of our colleagues so I had to calm myself once again. For now at least.

I introduced Megan to her colleagues and then the rest of our first day together in the office entailed exchanged glances, her leaning close to me at my desk and ‘accidental’ brushing past each other more than a few times, with each of those times causing my cock to throb and I wondered if her clit was throbbing just demetevler escort as much.

By the end of the day, my cock was aching so badly for her and my mind was well into sexual overdrive! I asked Megan to wait behind and she smiled expectantly as I led her into a meeting room that I’d booked out previously under the pretence of an ‘Introductory Meeting’.

We sat down beside each other at the meeting table. I could feel my cock hardening again as Megan turned her chair and faced me, her legs crossing right thigh over left in front of me, her silk blouse with a gap, tantalisingly showing the top of her cleavage.

“Now that you’ve settled into things, I was going to start by going through the formalities of what I expect you to do.” I started.

“If it’s anything like my interview, I’m sure I’ll be the perfect assistant for you.” Megan replied. “What’s my last job for today?”

“Well after your comment in the lift and all of your teasing throughout the day, your last job is to make sure you still have what it takes to please me, so let’s see how good you are at sucking my thick cock again.”

Megan smiled widely at me, her eyes sparkling, her teeth white and perfect. She licked her red lipsticked lips slowly and teasingly then took off her suit jacket, laying it on her chair behind her and then knelt down in front of me. She looked up at me with pure desire in her eyes as she undid my belt then unbuttoned my perfectly pleated suit trousers and slowly ran the zip downwards.

I could feel my cock straining in my underwear as she opened my trousers, reached under the bottom of my shirt, lowered the waistband of my underwear, pulling it slightly towards herself and down, allowing my thick cock to spring out and point to the bright meeting room lights. She hooked the waistband under my balls, freeing my full length in all its glory but preparing for a quick pull back up of my clothing should we hear anyone approaching.

I told her to unbutton her iwhite blouse more, allowing me a better view of her sexy cleavage between her full breasts as she knelt in front of me. As I looked down, I could imagine my thick cock between her tits. Megan teasingly unclasped one blouse button slowly at a time until her blouse was open loose and her beautiful breasts perfectly encased in a white see-through bra with white lace top edging causing a perfectly curved V pointing down between her cleavage. My cock was so hard and throbbing my heartbeat as I watched Megan reach behind herself to undo her bra and she released her voluptuous breasts, her nipples erect, her areolas darker and larger than I’d remembered before.

Megan moved closer towards me, still on her knees. She told me to lie back a bit and I leant back, sitting on the edge of the seat now, my legs astride her as far as my open topped trousers allowed, my escort demetevler body at more of an angle. She undid her hair clasps, her thick dark hair brushing against her shoulders and she finally leant her head towards my throbbing hard cock.

I wanted to see as well as feel what was about to happen, so I gathered up as much of her soft hair as I could and held it away from her face in a ponytail, noticing that Megan seemed to like her hair held tightly as she let out an approving moan as I did so. She opened her red lips and in one smooth motion, moved her lips over my shiny cock head, sucking firmly as her lips reached under the ridge around the base of my head. My body reacted by tensing up, my cock hardening further if that was possible and I must’ve pulled at her hair a bit more, making her moan out again.

Megan lapped her tongue at the underside of my cock head, really working me up perfectly then she took as much of my thick cock deep inside her mouth as she could, then her lips dragged backwards up my shaft smearing some of her obviously recently reapplied lipstick onto my cock and just before the tip of my cock head came out of her mouth, she’d do it all again.

Her lips sucked firmly and perfectly on my cock head. Her tongue lapped the underside, she’d then suck me deep then she’d slowly drag her lips back upwards again. This woman knew exactly how to drive me wild for her!

I could feel my trimmed balls tightening and I was readying myself to cumming down her throat when she released me from her mouth, rising up onto her knees and positioned my cock in her cleavage, grabbing a tit in each of her hands she then pressed them tight against my cock and she started tit fucking herself with my thickness.

The lubrication from my pre-cum and her saliva allowed my wet cock to glide perfectly and tightly up and down her ample cleavage and my hips moved with the motion she’d commenced with. As Megan watched my cock fucking between her tits she started rubbing a nipple with the tips of fingers on each of her hands. She leant her head down, her chin tight against the top of her chest and her lips then sucked on the tip of my cock head with each upward fuck between her tits. I was so close to cumming, Megan had me exactly where she wanted me, teasing the hell out of me but I wanted more! I wanted to fuck her so badly!

I pulled away from her, stood up and as she was startled and surprised she stood up as well wondering what was wrong. I spun her around though, leant her over the meeting room table and she let out a loud gasp as I pulled up her skirt, ushering her legs apart as I stood behind her, very much in the commanding position.

What a sight she was, her warm breasts pressing firmly against the cool polished wood table, her blouse loose but still covering her back, her skirt ruffled up around demetevler escort bayan her waist, her smooth pert ass pointing in my direction, those black lace top stay ups I’d hoped for and a very sexy white lace thong that drew a line between her ass cheeks and which parted her pussy lips, no doubt pressing against her clit.

Before Megan knew it, I’d grasped a handful of her long hair which caused her back to arch in a downward curve and her ass to push back up against my hard cock which I’d guided and was now pushing firmly past her wet lips, the juices of which were quickly covering her recently shaved pubic area, my cock stretching her tight hole with my thick cock head, her hole grasping tight around my hard shaft and I started fucking her firmly and deeply.

Megan let out a small scream just above talking volume as she braced herself against the table, grasping where she could as she felt her boss’s cock penetrate deep inside her. She was clenching her now soaking wet pussy as tight around my cock as she could and to me it couldn’t have felt any better.

I’d been concerned about the volume of her little scream that had then turned loud moans matching my grunts as I fucked hard into her each time but I took the risk of someone coming in and I was never going to pull out of her before we both came.

My right hand still grasped Megan’s hair, my other hand against her hips, stabilising and pressing her against the solid table as my eager cock slammed deep inside her. “Oh fuck, yes! Yes! I’m cumming!” she panted out.

I let go of her hair, grasping her hips in both my hands, once again feeling my entire thick length drive deep and tight inside her warm wet pussy time and time again. A few long hard deep fuck movements later and Megan let out a muffled scream as she came, covering her mouth with a hand.

Her pussy muscles contracted and clenched so firmly around my cock and that blew not only my mind but tipped me well over the edge as well. I felt my warm cum shoot so intensely up from my balls, along every inch of my throbbing hard shaft and out my cock head which was now buried as deep inside Megan’s pussy as possible, me holding us both steady and tight against each other.

Feeling my cum fill her deep and high wave after wave sent Megan into another orgasm, our juices mixing perfectly, her pussy clenching out another orgasm, sucking every last drop of that first orgasm out of me.

As our orgasms subsided and we caught our breaths again, I slowly withdrew my cock from Megan’s mixed cum filled soaking wet pussy, I stepped back, she leant back up, turned around and we kissed for what seemed like an age.

When our lips parted, we smartened ourselves up again, headed out the meeting room, back to my office and while Megan gathered up her things before she left for the evening she walked up to my desk, leaned over towards me and quietly said “I can feel your cum oozing out my pussy. My thong is drenched with our juices. And incidentally I’ve loved my first day. I do really think I’ll love working here.” With that, we both smiled, she turned around and headed out my office door, both of us very much looking forward to the next day.

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The bathwater was warm and relaxing. As Lily drained the tub and grabbed a towel to dry herself with, Max opened the door.

“Can I watch?” He asked. Lily smiled and blushed,

“You know I can never refuse you.” She answered. Slowly she began to dry herself with Max’s watchful gaze following her every move. When she moved the towel to her breasts Max groaned. Lily’s nipples tightened with excitement. She sighed and fondled them knowing he was watching.

“Ah Lily.” Max whispered. She smiled in response, dropping the towel on the counter and picking up a container of scented lotion. First she rubbed it into her feet and calves, slowly moving upward to her thighs. She glanced up and into Max’s eyes sensing his excitement and moved to her shoulders and then oh so slowly, soothed the lotion into her breasts. Max watched as her hands moved lower over her softly rounded stomach. She heard his sharp intake of breath as she let two fingers dip even lower teasing Max by watching him as she gave her clit a few circling rubs. Max moved so quickly he startled her. Before she knew it he had the lotion in his hands and he was pulling her into the living room. The fireplace was crackling and creamy candles light the room in a soft glow.

“I want to do the rest,” Max said smiling at Lily and moving her to face away from him. His hands began to slide over her skin, the rough texture, arousing her even more.

“I may have to redo an area or two,” he said as his fingers caressed the weight of her breasts. Lily’s knees shook as his hands moved down her back tracing her spine. When he moved down to her thighs she tried not to whimper too loud. Max chuckled and asked if something was wrong. Lily’s answering ‘No’ came out as a breathless tremble and she gasped as he sunk to his knees, still behind her. As his hands slid up and down her legs, she felt his warm breath against the small of her back.

“I want you to get down on your knees,” he said softly, sending a shiver through her. She sank on trembling legs to her knees and Max pulled her back against his chest as his lips moved over her neck, nibbling and licking softly. Lily watched as his hand covered her breast. She moaned as he pinched her nipple rolling it between his fingers.

“Do you trust me?” he asked as his other hand moved to rest just above the small triangle of hair above the v of her thighs. Rubbing back against him she whispered

“Yes”.

“I want to know how much, I want to try something new, will you let me?” Her body trembled and she was quiet, completely still.

“What?” demetevler escort she asked simply turning her face towards his. Max traced her lips with his tongue then slipped inside her mouth rubbing his tongue against hers. His teeth grazed my lower lip as his hand moved slowly to her ass. She felt his middle finger pressing between the cheeks of her ass. Instinctively she rubbed back against his hand like a cat purring.

“I love to touch your ass, I like the way your eyes change when I rub your puckered hole with my fingers.” Blushing now because thinking of him inside her that way frightened her as much as it excited.

“What if it hurts to…” a kiss to her lips silenced her.

“Trust me not to hurt you, I’m in charge Lily, you know that.” The words came out as a command. As Max’s other hand caressed Lily’s swollen clit her hips bucked restlessly as he fingered her from both sides.

“See!” he whispered, as two fingers slid between her swollen wet lips “You want it as much as me.” Lily’s answer was an incoherent sob. Max grinned and thrust his fingers into her drenched slit. Lily’s pussy coated his fingers sucking on them tightly. She whimpered as his thumb pushed against her tightest hole.

“You always make me cum so hard” she whispered panting for air. She trembled and he held her close stroking and soothing her skin.

“Lay down now.” he said moving away from her. She watched as his pants and boxers slid down to the floor. He stood and let her look her fill. She loved how hard he was for her, his taunt skin tempting her.

“Please.” She whispered. He smiled and moved towards her lowering himself to his knees. Lily’s fingers closed around his ridged staff and she pleasured herself stroking him up and down. With a groan he straddled her and pressed his cock between her breasts. She cupped them around his thick cock and leaned up to wet the length of him with her mouth watching his eyes darken as her tongue flicked over his throbbing dick. As he started to thrust forward she squeezed her breasts tightly to surround him.

“Oh fuck Lily,” he groaned as her body rocked back and forth squeezing and sliding him against her wet skin. Max brushed her hands out of the way and put his in their place. His eyes moved from hers to her engorged taunt nipples and back to her face again.

“You’re going to do what I tell you to aren’t you?” He gasped as he thrust back and forth loving the feel of his cock sliding in such a tight space. In answer Lily leaned up and licked the tip of him letting his cock slap escort demetevler against her tongue with each stroke.

“I want you to fuck my mouth now!” she demanded. He groaned and shoved the pillow further under her head. He moved a bit closer,

“I can smell the scent of you and it drives me wild…. Ask me, Lily!” he commanded, holding his throbbing cock inches from her lips.

“Oh please, let me taste you.” Max smiled down at her and pressed forward. Her lips closed around the tip of him as he thrust forward, he stopped moving holding her head as she sucked him, deep in her mouth.

“That’s it Lily.” he gasped as his hips flexed and he started to fuck her mouth. Her fingers rubbed his sack, nails trailing through the hair at the base of him. One nail softly scraped to the back of his sack and then rimed his ass as he thrust into her mouth. Lily saw the surprise on his face. She rubbed just the tip of her finger against him and his sack tightened.

“You want me to cum in your mouth?” he asked. Her cry was muffled as she sucked harder urging him on, loving his naughty words. The first white-hot jet shot down her throat. She swallowed and kept sucking. Max leaned to his side and pulled her with him, spasms still running through him. They lay there for a moment, her mouth still tight around his cock, his hands stroking her hair. When she finally let go, they doze off in each other’s arms.

Lily woke up to waves of pleasure rocking through her. Max was spooning behind her, his fingers stroking her tummy and a finger rubbing into her slit teasing her already swollen clit.

“Your already wet for me” he said softly “You know how I want you now.” It was a statement not a question. “You know you want it too.” His long finger coated in her juice slipped lower and rubbed against her puckered hole.

“Oh Max, I’m scared…you make me so wet though.” She moaned and felt him smile before his mouth came down to kiss her neck. He released her and piled up some pillows and then coaxed her back onto her hands and knees.

“I want you to touch yourself for me now.” He said as he guided her fingers against her slick folds. He watched for a moment as she slipped her fingers in and out and then he moved to his knees behind her. His hands were so big and as they trailed from her waist to rest on cheeks of her ass, she couldn’t stop herself from begging,

“Please.” She whimpered

“Oh yes, I’m going to please us both.” He growled as he picked up one hand and slapped it lightly down against her cheek. She demetevler escort bayan whimpered and wiggled, feeling a trickle of her own juice slide over one of her swollen lips as he soothed his handprint from her ass. Max’s tongue touched her flicking over each cheek and into her crack, rubbing and wetting it. His thumb followed his tongue plunging into her pussy. His finger rubbed at the rim of her, then his hand came up and smacked down against her skin stinging with another slap, and then another. Words were flowing from Lily, but she wasn’t making much sense.

“Please…no…I can’t…you won’t fit…oh Max!” She begged as he pressed his thumb into her ass, sliding it in and out, wetting it with her own pussy juice then pushing it back in, easing it back and forth until she began to open for him. He reached for her hand pressing two of her fingers into her pussy.

“I’m going to fuck your ass now Lily.” She felt his thumb trail away replaced by his hot throbbing dick. Slowly he pushed the tip against her, then slide his cock into her soaked pussy pulling back when his cock was coated milky and wet. Max’s hands spread her cheeks as his swollen tip rubbed across her asshole. Once, and then again, he pushed slowly into her on a groan. The head of his dick popped in and he staid still for a minute letting her get used to his invasion.

“Oh god you’re so tight, tell me you want it Lily,” She heard him groan. His fingers reached around and covered hers pushing them into her slick slit, rubbing and teasing her clit relaxing her enough to make her push back against him She felt so very full of him.

“Please, I…I want to feel you in my ass.” She whispered as his fingers teased her clit he thrust slowly into her ass, spreading her cheeks with his hands until he was so deep inside. She felt like they were spooning again but he was inside her. She could feel his heart pounding from the throbbing of his cock in her ass.

“I have to move” He almost shouted as he started to pull back only to thrust in again. One of his hands squeezed her hip while the other hand rubbed at her pussy. Lily’s head rested on the ground, her nipples brushing against the bed with every stroke of his dick inside her.

“I’m going to cum oh my god!” She cried out and he smacked her ass cheek and harshly whispered.

“No, not yet Lily, you must ask me, beg me!” His hand smacked down on her ass again harder.

“Oh please, I have to cum, it hurts.” She moaned.

“Ohh Lily.” He groaned, slapping her pink ass again

“Please…please, I need to…I can’t stop!” Lily begged. Max let go with a guttural cry.

“Now Lily,” She heard his yell, His cum shot into her, emptying into her ass. His cock twitching inside her, he pressed hard against her back and rolled her to lay on her side with his cock still inside her They lay there, connected and soaked in each other’s cum.

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Hopefully just the beginning of a series.

Disclaimer: All characters in this work of fiction are above the age of 18 years.

Comments are welcomed and greatly appreciated.

Enjoy!

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Between the sea and Sahara by Eugene Fromentin. It was quite the selection for Friday night reading but here I was, re-reading the last paragraph because I couldn’t bring myself to concentrate. That’s when Adam, my college roommate and best friend since age ten, knocked on my door and entered. It was Adam’s and I sophomore year at college and we shared an off campus apartment.

“Hey Matty, what are you doing tonight?”

I looked at him from behind the dull pages,

“Reading for my European Lit class,” I replied.

He chuckled,

“Okay, well as awesome as that sounds, you gotta come out with us tonight, we’re going to the fair,” Adam stated.

“No thanks man, I don’t feel like thirdwheeling it with you and Summer again,” I replied.

Summer was Adam’s girlfriend since high school; I had known her for quite a while too. We were pretty close but in a very brother sister way. She lived on across campus in an apartment.

“No, it’s not just the three of us, Summer’s roommate is coming with, and Jack and Sara from her chem class,” Adam explained.

I thought about Adam’s offer and stared back up to my book, it did seem pretty criminal to be spending a Friday night like this.

“Okay I’m in,” I announced.

“Great, go get ready, we have to pick up Summer and her roomie,” Adam stated.

I rolled out of my bed and took a quick shower. Dressed in a simple black cotton v-neck and jeans I met Adam in our humble living room slash kitchen. The drive across campus was a quick five minutes. When we pulled up, I willingly gave up the front seat as was my custom, to let Summer and Adam sit upfront together. Minutes after placing a call to Summer, we saw the two girls strolling along the walkway towards Adam’s black Acura. Summer had on jean shorts and an orange blouse, her roommate, ripped jeans and a fitted white shirt.

The passenger and rear door opened almost simultaneously and the girls got in. I smiled politely at the petite shy looking brunette that sat down beside me.

“Hey Matty, how’s it going?” Summer asked in her accustomed bubbly tone.

“Great Sum, everything’s great,” I replied.

Summer looked back from the passenger seat to her roommate and me,

“Matty Kimmy, Kimmy Matty,” she bluntly introduced.

I extended my hand to the girl,

“Matthew actually,” I introduced.

The girl shook my hand and smiled, her touch soft and delicate,

“Kimberly,” she replied.

Adam drove off headed in the direction of the fairgrounds, a twenty minute drive.

“So Jack and Sara are meeting us there?” Adam asked, looking over to Summer.

“Oh didn’t I tell you?” she asked, “They had to bail, they have to work on a class project, apparently one member of their group dropped the class, so now they have all his workload to cover,” she explained.

“Wow, that sucks,” Adam replied.

Kimberly and I now smiled awkwardly at each other as this night had just become some kind of weird unexpected double date.

When Adam pulled into the parking lot, an abandoned field, it was already dark out. We stepped out and noticed the temperature had dipped a little. The night sky was clear, brightly illuminated by a full moon, dotted with stars. The four of us made our way to the entrance, paid, and began walking around. We immediately tried our hands at some games, skeeball, whac-a-mole and the like. The place was filled, being a Friday night; it seemed like hundreds of kids running round, their parents in quick step after them. We rested awhile, Adam and Summer sharing a stick of cotton candy, Kimberly and I opting for some popcorn.

After a particularly competitive round of bumper cars between Adam and myself, we headed over to “The Spider.”

It was one of those rides with a centerpiece with a bunch of arms sticking out in a circle, and pods at the end of the arms that you sit in. Once started the centerpiece spins and, simultaneously, the arms move up and down, making for a thrilling ride, since the spinning can get up to some pretty terrifying speeds.

Adam and I had always loved rides like these ever since we were kids. We made our way into the line and Summer noticed Kimberly standing to the side.

“Come on Kimmy, you’ve gotta try it,” Summer prodded.

Kimberly politely declined, opting to sit this one out, but Summer continued to insist. The slender brunette finally relented, and reluctantly joined us in the line.

When we got to the front of the line, the ride attendant seated Adam and Summer in one pod, and Kimberly and I in another. We sat there silently, determined to match the other’s polite smile, although I could sense a look of nervousness on her face. We held on to the cold metal bar as the ride began. At first we went around and up and down very slowly, but the pace was just building. After circling a few times, we were almost up to full speed. The cool night air demetevler escort rushed against our faces and our hair blew haphazardly in the wind. I could hear Adam’s and Summer’s joyous screams from infront of our pod, I myself was happily yelling. It was when we were up to full speed that I heard the panicked sounds from Kimberly; it was definitely not joyous screams. I turned to face her and was heartbroken by the horrified look on her sweet face; I could even see the tears welling up in her eyes as she whimpered. I felt completely helpless as I watched on at Kimberly’s trauma. I placed my hand over hers, which was curled tightly over the metal bar, and did my best to scoot over to her side. I brought my face close to hers, feeling her hair brush harshly against my cheeks as it flew in the wind,

“It’s okay, you’re okay, it’ll be over soon, you’re fine, I promise,” I whispered into her ear. I repeated this to Kimberly for the duration of the ride, which for her must have seemed like an eternity. After a while the ride finally began to slow. When the bar automatically rose, I place my arm around Kimberly’s shoulder and helped her out of the pod. We made our way over to Adam and Summer who immediately saw the distressed look on Kimberly’s face, her eyes waterlogged.

“Oh my god! Babe, what happened?!?” a concerned Summer asked.

Kimberly began to stammer, searching for a response, when I interrupted her,

“Just a little too thrilling of a ride, she’ll be fine right?” I explained, then looked to Kimberly for a response. The brunette nodded. Summer had now also wrapped her arm around her friend, and rubbed her shoulder consolingly.

“Why don’t you guys go ahead with the rides, Kimberly and I are gonna take a little breather,” I suggested.

“Are you sure?” Adam asked with concern.

Kimberly looked up to Adam and Summer,

“Yeah, I’ll be fine, just need a minute or two, go ahead, we’ll catch up in bit,” she stated.

Summer hugged her roommate then she and Adam walked off hand in hand.

I placed my hand around Kimberly’s shoulder once more and looked down to her face; she still looked pretty shaken up.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” I asked, raising my hand and wiping a tear from the corner of her eye.

“Yeah, I just feel so embarrassed, it’s so silly,” she replied.

“Don’t be embarrassed, Adam cried like a baby when we were kids and saw Jaws on VHS for the first time, I had to stand in the bathroom with him that night when he needed to pee, he was terrified.”

Kimberly giggled, now wiping her other eye.

“Don’t tell him I told you that,” I jokingly warned.

“Okay, I promise” Kimberly replied, still chuckling as we walked over to the beverage stand. I got her a water and we sat on a nearby park bench.

“So missy, no more thrill rides for you,” I said, handing her the water; my bad attempt at humor in an effort to keep Kimberly’s spirits up. She took a sip of water and smiled at me. We sat there, right in front of “The Spider,” chatting for a while.

“You ready to go find Adam and Sum?” I asked, watching Kimberly take a final sip before placing the cap back on the water bottle.

“Sure,” she replied.

We were about to get up when a little blonde girl walked past us with her father, aged ten or eleven at most; she was yelling at the top of her voice,

“Daddy! The Spider!! Again again! Please!!”

Kimberly and I couldn’t help but look at each other and burst into laughter. I held Kimberly’s hand, helping her to her feet and we set off to find Adam and Summer.

It took us about ten minutes to find the couple; they had just finished up at a basketball booth. Summer saw us coming as she clutched onto a blue giraffe that she or Adam had won. I noticed a very interesting smile on Summer’s face as we walked up to her. It took me a while to figure out her teasing smile, but I finally realized I was still holding Kimberly’s hand as we walked. I returned Summer’s goofy smile with one of my own.

“So who’s the basketball champ?” I asked, referring to the toy prize.

“Me!” Summer proudly yelled, “Adam couldn’t even make one,” she added. We all shared a chuckle before continuing to explore the rest of the fair, being sure to steer clear of any thrill rides.

At the end of the night we piled into Adam’s car, exhausted from all the walking. We dropped off Kimberly first

“Night guys, all in all, I had a great time,” she said before exiting the car. She shot me a smile, much warmer than the shy one I received when we first met, as she closed the door and walked off.

“Night Kimmy, see you in a bit,” Summer yelled out the window before Adam pulled off.

As Adam drove, Summer turned to me from the front seat, a wide grin on her face,

“So Matty, you and Kim seemed pretty friendly.”

I found myself blushing,

“Yeah, she seems really nice,” I replied.

“She is,” Summer affirmed, “And really hot right?” Summer prodded with a smile.

“Yes Summer, she’s really pretty,” I replied.

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I rolled my eyes at her when Adam interrupted,

“Don’t rush my boy, I’m almost certain he’s already working on it,” he stated, staring at me in the rearview mirror.

We drove another five minutes before we pulled into Adam’s and mine apartment parking lot.

“Thank god,” I sighed in relief.

I sat up in the middle of the driver’s and passenger seat. I turned to the right,

“Night Sum,” I said, placing a peck on her cheek.

“See you Matty,” she gleefully replied.

“Catch you later Adam,” I added before exiting the car.

I had to get one jab in before I left,

“Have fun you guys,” I teased, alluding to what they were gonna get up to once I left. I could hear them laugh as I walked off.

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I was sat on the couch with my laptop, dressed in PJs, boxers and a t-shirt, when I heard keys jingling on the other side of the door. Summer entered a second later,

“Hey Kimmy,” she beamed, collapsing onto the loveseat to my right.

“Hi Summer, good night I take it?” I teased, looking at her through my reading glasses, bathed in the glow of my laptop screen.

She looked over to me, “What’s with you two tonight?” Summer said, almost to herself, before focusing her attention to me,

“Sooo Kimmy, had a good time tonight?” she asked, almost in a childlike voice.

I smiled at her, knowing exactly what she was getting at,

“Yes Summer, I had a good time.”

“You and Matty seemed to be having a nice time,” she continued.

“Yes, I guess,” I answered.

“So, do you like him?” Summer bluntly asked, as was her nature.

“We’ll I’ve only known him a couple hours, but yes, I suppose,” I confessed.

“I know for a fact that he likes you, even said you were hot,” Summer stated.

“What? He said that?!” I asked in disbelief.

“Well,” Summer began before pausing, “I believe his exact words were ‘really pretty’,” she continued.

I began to blush, feeling blood rush to my face.

“Well…” Summer stated, waiting for a response.

“Well what? What’s with you and the questions?” I joked.

“I just thought you two looked cute together tonight. And you should know, I’ve known Matt for as long as I’ve known Adam; he’s a really nice guy,” Summer explained.

“I know, he was really sweet to me tonight,” I admitted.

We chatted for a while before Summer got up to take a shower and I went to bed.

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I was just packing up my stuff, getting ready to leave the library when I spotted Kimberly across the large room. It was three days since we went to the fair. She looked even prettier than the first time I met her, her hair was down and flowed as she walked, jeans and a navy blue t-shirt never looked so amazing.

I zipped up my bag and walked over in her direction. She had taken a seat at a desk and gotten out a textbook.

“Hey Kimberly,” I greeted, keeping in mind to try to be quiet.

She looked up and me a smiled; I seemed to have a weakness of that smile.

“Hi Matthew, how have you been?”

“Good, just gearing up for midterms,” I replied.

“Yup, same here,” she retorted holding up her textbook.

We chatted a bit as I worked up the courage to ask her what I had set out to ask. Finally, I took a deep breath and put it out there,

“So um, Kimberly, I had a really great time at the fair. I was wondering, if you’re not busy this weekend, would you maybe want to do something with me; go out I guess, would you like to go out with me?” I asked. It was a bit of a ramble but I finally got the words out there.

“Sure Matt, I’d love to,” she sweetly replied.

“Great then, so I’ll pick you up Saturday? Is seven okay with you?”

“Seven sounds great.”

“Okay then, I’ll leave you to your studies, see you Saturday,” I finally stated before I spun round and walked off, a wide immovable grin plastered on my face.

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Saturday had finally arrived. It had been a tough week but thankfully, all my midterms were over with. Summer and I had just gotten back from a late lunch and an hour at the gym. Matt would be here in little over an hour so I set about getting ready. Closing my bedroom door behind me, I threw my gymbag in the corner and began to undress. I removed my head band and cotton wrist bands, then peeled my loose grey t-shirt off. I strolled into my bathroom and tossed the items in the laundry basket. I turned the shower on as it took a while to warm up. I turned and looked at myself in the mirror. The black sports bra and black spandex shorts clung to my every curve. I removed my tight fitting bra and immediately felt relief as I felt the cool air against my naked breasts. I looked down at my chest adoringly, not C-cups like Summer, but modest B-cups, with rosy pebbled tips, which were inexplicably erect at the moment. Bent at the knee, I peeled off my spandex demetevler escort bayan shorts, hanging them with my bra on the hook behind my bathroom door. That same cool rush of air now made its way across my nether region and felt just as relieving. I looked down, and passed my hand over my trimmed bush. I had tried the whole shaved clean thing but preferred having a little something, even if it was very little. I stared at my body in the mirror and smiled nervously thinking about my date tonight. As I noticed my bathroom filling with steam I stepped into the tub and proceeded with my shower.

After blow-drying my hair, I walked into my bedroom and removed my light blue bathrobe, hanging it on a nearby chair. I rifled through my underwear draw finally finding the matching pair I had mentally picked out earlier in the day. I held up the bra and bikini cut panty set; white, dotted with deep red roses. After slipping on my underwear, I went to my closet and pulled out my intended dress. I held it against my body and watched in the mirror. Smiling, I excitedly slid into the sleeveless corset type teal dress with a flowing lace bodice overlay. The A-line skirt of the dress ended right above my knees. I tied the matching teal ribbon sash cinching at the waist then put on some perfume and a minimal amount of makeup. I slid on some dressy white flats then finished off with a thin silver necklace. I went out into the living room for Summer to zip up my dress.

Summer was on the couch watching television when I entered the living room. She looked in my direction and began making cat calls as I walked over to her. She almost had me blushing as I turned my back to her,

“Zip please,” I pleaded.

She stood up behind me and placed her hands on my back. I felt her tugging on the zip, all the way up to the back of my neck, then patting the back of my dress. She spun me round and looked me up and down.

“Well, do I look okay?” I asked.

“You’re a knockout babe,” she confidently stated. She reached out and hooked my hair behind my ears,

“You look wonderful, “Summer reaffirmed.

“Thanks Sum,” I replied, feeling as if she had lifted an incredible weight off me. We sat down on the couch and began chatting. Five minutes hadn’t passed and buzz at the intercom. Summer walked over and pressed the button,

“Yes?” she asked.

“Hey Sum, it’s Matt,” replied the voice.

Summer buzzed him and turned to me. She could see the nervous excitement plastered on my face as I looked at her wide eyed. She almost had to walk me over to the door, but thankfully I managed the last few feet on my own. I opened the door and was taken aback by Matthew. The first thing I noticed was his clean shaved face, as opposed to the light stubble he wore on the previous occasions I had seen him. He was a pretty handsome sight, casual white fitted short sleeved shirt, the top button undone, skinny navy blue chinos, one fold at the base over his white and blue checkered converse shoes. We stared at each other for a brief second till he spoke,

“Wow, you look amazing,” he exalted.

“Thanks Matthew,” I blushed, “You look pretty nice yourself,” I added.

“Hey Matty, you’ll be sure to have my Kimmy home by curfew right?” Summer shouted from the couch.

Matthew looked around my shoulder to my roommate,

“Yes mom, she’ll be back before curfew,” he joked.

He reached out an open hand,

“Shall we go?” he asked politely.

I placed my hand in his as we walked off.

Walking through the parking lot towards his car, I turned to Matthew,

“So where are we headed?” I asked.

“Oh I thought we’d check out the rollercoaster emporium, then maybe some bungee jumping, and to top it off I’ve booked us a skydiving appointment,” he said with a smile.

I laughed embarrassingly then playfully punched him on the shoulder.

He chuckled, pretending to rub his shoulder,

“I thought we’d take it easy, how does some miniature golf sound?” he genuinely asked.

“Sounds wonderful,” I replied as I got into the passenger seat of his silver Honda Accord.

We got to the miniature golf place in about fifteen minutes. Matthew paid and we picked out our putters. We were right behind a family of three; mom, dad, and an adorable little boy, seven or eight maybe, so Matthew and I had plenty of time to chat and get to know each other.

We weren’t officially keeping score but I knew I was at least five or six strokes behind. Coming down to the last couple of holes, the parents of the kid in front of us expressed their apologies for taking such a long time. Although we didn’t mind, they insisted we go before them. To put their minds at ease, Matt and I agreed.

On the final hole of the course, Matthew watched and waited as I took my put. The ball skimmed along the faux grass and into the giant cardboard windmill. We made our way behind the windmill to see where our balls had ended up. Matthew made a two put to sink his, and I surprised us both, sinking mine with just the one additional put. We picked up our balls and were about to leave when we saw the little boy’s red golf ball come rolling out of the windmill; it landed about two feet from the hole. Out of sight from the trio, Matthew used his foot and tapped the boy’s ball into the hole. He smiled at me as we walked off. As we returned the golf clubs and balls, we could hear the child’s distant screams,

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