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My wife called me to come outside. When I got out back she was standing there with 2 other women. One around 40, the other looked like she was 15 maybe. I found out later she was actually 20 years old. Both women were short but the younger one was put together so well I felt my eyes staring and my cock twitching!

She had on hip hugger jeans and a mid drift blouse that really showed her nice round breasts pushing out against the material so tight, I could see her nipples. She was short, maybe 5 foot tall and had long brown hair and green eyes. She was the girl who was applying to be our gardener. I knew right away that she was going to be hired! As I approached the group, I heard her telling everyone about the problems she saw in our yard. She was attempting to establish customers and gave us the best price for solving these problems! Out of the 3 or 4 we had talked with, she was going to get the job!

Kelly was her name and her smile gave me a thrill. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She was so compact!! I haven’t seen a woman like Kelly since I got out of the service. Oriental women were like that sometimes! You know, sexy, small and had beautiful faces and great tight bodies! Anyway, Kelly was hired and she started working the next day. Now I was off and was home painting and doing other things around the house. She and I were all alone. I watched her work outside and she was very good. Before she elft foer the day, I told her, I would provide lunch the next day since I had just purchased food for the week.

The next morning she arrived in shorts and a tight tank top. Now I could see how athletic her body really was! While being short her legs were really developed. I guess it was from all that bending and carrying she did as a gardener. Her breasts for a thin small girl were great I’m guessing 32C at the least. She came over to the porch after I had set all the stuff up for lunch. She went into the bathroom and did her business and washed her hands before sitting down at the table. As we ate we talked and she told me she was getting married soon, next month actually, and what she wanted out of life. She was very open and we talked for more than an hour. As she ate she sat there with her legs open and from the tightness of her shorts I could see the actual outline of her young and I knew sweet pussy

Her breasts jiggle when I got her to laugh and for a while I watched every move she made. But especially her pussy! God she was fantastic and as I looked between her legs, my cock was getting harder. She asked me what I was looking at and I think I actually blushed a little. I told her sorry I was staring at your legs. She blushed now and crossed her legs taking away the outline of her pussy! She smiled and told me she had to go back to work. We had lunch everyday for about a week.

On the Monday of the following week, Kelly came to work in shorts and a blouse that was outside her shorts. It was sunny and very warm that day and around 11AM she tied that blouse up under those tits making it a sort of halter-top. She was getting some sun! The top 2 buttons were undone and I stood at the window watching her plant and bend and stoop as she worked. She waved at me twice when she saw me and I was day dreaming about her stooping over my cock as she slowly sat on it!

At lunchtime we sat and ate and this time I was staring direct at her breasts in that top. Her cleavage was showing along with a good amount of her beasts! She had very, very nice! As she sat in the shade of the porch I guess the cool air and her wet blouse was making her nipples hard illegal bahis because they were pressing against that material making them look like two bullets.

She talked about her problems of the wedding and then saw me looking at her breasts. She asked me again what I was looking at as she looked down at her tits. She blushed when she saw her nipples sticking out so far! But, she didn’t try to hide them from my eyes at all. She smiled and told me she was so hot out there she wished she wearing her bikini! I told her she could do that whenever she felt like it.

The next day she came to work in shorts and a bikini top. At lunch she and I sat and ate and talked as usual. She was watching me as I watched her breasts move in that bikini top. Then she stood up and began to undo her shorts! My cock was standing at attention. She asked me if I cared if she wore her bikini bottoms too? Dumb question!! I smiled and I think I actually licked my lips as I told her that would OK with me.

She smiled and told me: “Oh good! I was almost sure you would care!”

I told her she could work nude if she wanted but she might get arrested! We both laughed as she dropped her shorts exposing me to her THONG! She didn’t have a bikini she had a thong! She stood there in front of me with that thong on and asked: “Well do you like it?”

I moaned and my cock jumped in my pants! She smiles and I was sure she saw it jump! I told her: “Turn around!”

She slowly turned and said: “I’m not to fat in my ass am I?”

I moaned and told her every woman should look like her. Every woman should have an ass like hers! She smiled and said: “Well I am big there.”

She turned her ass to me and slapped it. She said: “I was going to get a white one but they get dirty to fast and you can see everything I have went it gets wet! So I got a red one! What do you think?”

Well by now I was hard as I get and my cock was pressing against the material of my shorts like her nipples were pressing against her bikini top. I took a chance and asked her: “Well I can’t see anything you don’t want me to see in that red one. But bend over and let me see if there are any hairs around it.”

She bent over with her ass a foot from my face and asked again: “Are you sure you can’t see anything? You know like hair or anything on my pussy?”

I moaned and grabbed her ass pulling her closer to me. With her ass now an inch from my face, I sat there! I spread her legs and bent her over further until she was looking at me from between her legs. I took my hand and cupped her pussy between her thighs around that red thong. I ran my hand up between her legs and squeezed her soft fat little pussy!

She moaned and told me: “Oh yea that’s what I wanted! Squeeze it harder baby! Squeeze it!”

I moaned as could feel her sweet soft pussy already lubricated! I told her: “Oh god Kelly you are so beautiful baby! I want to taste you!”

As I ran my hands up under her ass and rubbed her cunt she moaned. With my other hand I slid the little bit of material to the side and there facing me was a completely bald 20-year-old puffy wet pussy. And I mean it was slopping wet! I immediately pushed my face into her cunt from behind and began licking her slit! My fingers found her opening and I embedded two of them as far as I could get them inside her little cunt hole.

She moaned as I played with her pussy and licked it! Finally her legs gave out and as I moved her that last inch back towards me, I unzipped my shorts and released my throbbing cock. She smiled at me when she began to sit down on my illegal bahis siteleri lap. Her small hand took my super hard cock and a she lifted just high enough to let my fat purple mushroom head press against her hole. She turned, licked her lips and moaned in my face as I felt the head of my cock slid into her wet hot pussy!

She sat back down and took all of me in two quick thrusts! I pushed my hips up into her as she sat. As she sat on my thighs and balls now all of my 8 inches were inside her tight little sexy body! She lay back against me and I used my hands to cup those wonderful tits I always wanted to hold and suck. The wait was well worth it! Her breasts were so firm and round I felt my cock jump against the walls of her pussy with excitement.

She moaned for me to squeeze her nipples. I put my hands inside her bikini top and pulled the material out of the way, exposing all of her firm beautiful breasts! Oh god! She was spectacular! Using my fingers now I began to roll her nipples between my thumbs and index fingers! She immediately began to ride up and down on my hard cock as we worked together fucking! “Oh god!” was all I could say as she pumped her young body up and down my shaft!

“Oh yes!” was all she could say as my 8 inch thick cock filled and fucked her young body!

We were like machines pumping and humping on each other’s sex! She lifted her legs and held her knees! She told me told me to turn her around. I turned her small body at the hips and with my cock still inside her pussy she turned 180 degrees until she was facing me now.

Immediately she began to hump and ride up and down on my cock. Our tongues fought like two wild animals as she kissed me with so fucking much desire! As her body took over and moved faster now, she finally wrapped her arms around my neck and moaned very deep and very loud as she began to climax!

She was so small and so beautiful! The look on her face was of pure passion, pure need, and pure pleasure!! God I love to watch a woman cum! It’s so sexy! I used my two hands to continue to work on her tits. I bent her upper body back a little in order to get my mouth on those fucking red hard nipples! As she fucked away on me, I sucked as much of her tit into my mouth as I could. Now the need in me to cum was much greater and I knew I couldn’t hold much longer! Looking at her sweet beautiful young body reaching the perk of her orgasm, and her firm round tits in my face rubbing up and down on it, I moaned out very loud and began to cum.

I shot load after load of warm cum into her sweet tight cunt. I climaxed like never before. Again and again and again my cock thumped inside her body as it shot load after fucking load inside her cunt! God I was having the best orgasm I have ever had! It rocked my very sole! She was still riding up and down on my cock as fast as her small body could move.

There was so much cum it ran not dripped out her pussy and all over my thighs and the chair I was sitting on. We made splashing sounds as we continued to fuck like animals! Finally as we held each other our movements began to slow down.

Now we were slowly rocking on each other as we held our bodies tightly against each other. Her head was resting on my chest and I could feel her nipples rubbing against me. As we both began to come back to earth, I lifted her up and with her legs wrapped around me, I carried her into the house as my shrinking cock still inside her body! She was so light maybe 100 pounds if that. I carried her into the bathroom and after turning on the water of the shower; I stepped canlı bahis siteleri in with her wrapped around me. I let her put her feet on the floor of the shower and began to slowly wash this fantastic woman’s body.

Every inch of her beautiful young body was opened to me and it was spectacular! I explored every inch of her body using my hands, tongue and mouth to continue to please her. We spent quiet awhile in the shower sending thrill after thrill into our bodies! As I knelt on the floor of the shower in front of her this time, I pulled her body gently into my face again.

She held my head with her hands directing it to her most sensitive spot! I looked up into her beautiful face and as she looked down at me, she told me very softly: “Oh yes baby! Eat me! Eat my pussy baby!”

I was so turned on by her soft voice that I buried my face into her tan thighs and pushed my tongue into hole as far as I could get it! As she held my head tight against her pussy I took my time and consumed all of her musk, and tasted her cum as she began to climax against my tongue and lips. She moaned deeply and climaxed again, right behind the first one! Arching her back and pushing her pussy into me, she continues to climax as I continued to suck on her very swollen clit. I had taken it into my mouth and was rolling my tongue over it very lightly but very fast! She screamed out with passion! Finally I looked up and took my face out from between her legs!

She pulled my up to her and kissed me deep shoving her tongue into my mouth tasting her own juices! I held her tight and pumped my hard cock against the outside of her body. She was so small my cock was hitting her belly not her pussy! She started to kneel down in front of me when the phone rang. I stopped her and waited to hear who it was.

The answering machine took the call. It was her man and he told her he was going to be late picking her up. She smiled at me and began to kneel again in the tub. But I stopped her again and told her let’s dry off and get into bed and continue.

Once we were somewhat dried, I picked her up again and started carried her to the bed. She wrapped her legs around me and took my hard cock and put it back into her pussy. I pushed it all the way in and she moaned again as she did. I carried her to the bedroom and walked to the edge of the bed. As I placed her small body on the bed, she moved into the middle and opened her legs and her arms saying: “Oh come baby! Do me! Put your hard cock in my body and fuck me again!”

I just stood there for a few minutes looking down at the tightest beautiful young woman’s body I have ever seen in my 40 years! She held her arms out for me and I move over her bending my head down to suck those hard nipples sticking up about 2 inches. Her nipples were blood red and as my hand went between her legs she spread her thighs wide allowing me to access all of her sweet pussy again! I head soft moan come from her mouth as my fingers touched her pussy slit! I licked around her breasts for along time sucking and squeezing them. As she held my head with her hand my hand was slowly stroking her pussy up and down. Her wet cunt lips opened like a rose to the sun. I licked up her neck and whispered in her ear: “Now I’ll eat your pussy the right way with you under me. But first I want to see it up close.”

She was moaning and slowly pushing my head down her body saying: “Oh yes baby! Oh yes suck my pussy! I love it so much!”

I was an inch away from her sweetness just using my fingers to open the folds of her lips and pulling the skin back to see her clit! I worked slowly very slowly for a long time before I felt her back arch and her hips lift her pussy and my face up off the bed She was having an orgasm and I hadn’t even began to eat her seriously! This was going to be a great afternoon.

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He knew she would be on time and dressed the way he had asked her. She liked to please him and he loved that about her. He had devised a game, a fantasy he thought would appeal to her, and he was ready for her today. He watched her as she parked her car and walked up the side walk to his house.

She’s a small woman with a killer body and so cute she turns heads walking down the sidewalk. Today she’s wearing glasses again for some reason, but she usually wears contacts. The glasses give her a slightly nerdy look, like a librarian or the “A” student in school who studies rather than dates, a flower of virginity and innocence, needing to be taken just one time into uncontrolled orgasm to become addicted.

Jill was no longer virgin or innocent but she was the flower of his heart and the most sensuous woman he had ever known. He thought she would love this fantasy and he had felt a pulsing ache between his legs just picturing her reaction.

She wore what he had asked her to, a simple top and a short, pleated skirt. “Oh. Wear panties too,” he had told her and “wear your hair up. It looks elegant and I haven’t seen it up in a while.” She looked fabulous and he felt warmth in his chest as she approached his front door.

“Why so mysterious?” she asked, as he opened the front door just before she started to touch the doorknob.

“I just have a surprise for you, Jill,” he said.

“Oh, I like surprises,” she said, with a slow smile.

“But first this.” He put his right hand on the back of her neck and pulled her to him. He rested his left palm on her cheek and traced the outline of her lower lip with his thumb. Her eyes closed instinctively. Then he kissed the center of her lips tenderly but firmly and then the corner of her mouth. He heard a low “ummmm” in her throat and he kissed the hollow of her neck, feeling her catch her breath. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him and pressed her body closer and closer. It was what he wanted. They hadn’t seen each other since yesterday and she seemed as hungry for him as he was for her.

“It’s downstairs in the rec room,” he said, motioning her ahead of him with his hand on her shoulder.

“What is it?”

“Patience, love-patience.” She could be a little short of patience sometimes and he wanted to tease her a little too.

“You know it’s hard for me,” she said, before she could stop herself.

“I knew it before you did. I’ve had it all morning,” he laughed.

“Oh damn. I really walked into that one.”

“Usually it’s me though—not you.”

“Yes, it is.”

Turning the corner into the rec room, she saw it.

“Oh wow—a pool table,” she exclaimed. “You remembered!”

“And it’s a ten foot pool table—big enough for both of us.”

She gave him an enquiring look, suspecting that there might be a little more to this than a game of pool.

And there was, of course. He knew she had a fantasy about pool tables, but he had never really pinned it down. Evidently it stemmed from an X-rated video involving sex on top of a pool table.

“Have you played much pool?” she asked him.

“Not a lot. I played at the fire hall several times. They had one for the firefighters to amuse themselves with. I’m not very good.”

“You’re gonna get creamed, Jack,” she said. “I’m very good.”

“Pick a pool stick. Let’s get started then. What are we playing?”

“Eight ball I guess. It’s simple. It’s the only chance you have,” she said.

“Yea, right.”

He broke, spreading balls all over the table—click, click, click, click. Nothing went in.

“Too bad, Jack. That kinda cooks your goose, already. With luck I might even run the table.”

“You didn’t warn me you were so good. But you haven’t done anything yet. Stop bragging so soon.”

“Watch and weep, Jack.” She made three balls in a row—click, click, click. The balls clicked around all over the table.

“I do think this table is big enough for two people,” Jack said, glancing at her face for some reaction so far.

“Uuhhhhu…cough.” She cleared her throat.

“Don’t the balls make a nice sound when they click together? It’s unmistakable and pleasant. Don’t you think?”

“Jill? Just listen to this solid click when I knock two balls together. Click. Don’t you think that is a sensuous sound?”

“Yea, whatever. Less talk and more pool.” She missed the shot.

“Oh. Tough luck, honey—no clicks, clicks that time.”

“Shut up and play.”

Jack got lucky and made the nine ball.

“What luck!” she said. “It was right in front of the pocket.”

“Hmm…I get another shot. There are two balls, side by side like big testicles. See them?”

“Just shoot, Jack.”

“Not so fast. I have to plan this shot.”

“Hmm…Let’s see. If I hit the cue ball into the left testicle…I mean ball, I’ll get two click clicks in a row and the right testicle…I mean ball will roll into the sac.”

“Pocket…not sac! What game are you playing?”

“I’m trying to figure this game out. Hand me the chalk, please…Thank you.”

“I’ve heard that in billiards, one must pay attention to his shaft…of the pool stick I mean. The tip of my shaft canlı bahis needs some attention. It’s far too smooth and shiny. Some chalk will fix that.”

Jack starts to rub the tip with chalk…Rub, rub. “Is this the correct technique, Jill?..to just keep rubbing and rubbing? Or do you have your own technique?”

“Slut up and …God, shut up and shoot…hit the fucking ball with the shaft…I mean stick.”

“Gee….Jill. You seem a little flustered, my love. I do think your face is flushed. That’s the rush of blood you know. It makes things swell, gorged with blood, but your face is fine…still quite beautiful. You shouldn’t be concerned.”

“Hit it or die, Jack.”

“Very well, love of my life…I’m thinking. Oh look. Those three balls make a perfect “V” shape. Do you see them? What are the chances of a perfect “V” do you think? The “V” between your legs is perfect of course, love.”

Jack missed the shot. “How’s my tip, Jill?..too much rubbing? I should have let you show me how you do it.”

“Move please. You’re in my way,” she told him.

She sank her shot, then another one. “Whooeeee. I’m back.”

“What perfect clicks…and such a smooth table top…rubber bumpers…very sensuous, don’t you think?”

“You’re up to something, Jack my love.”

“I concede this game, Jill.”

“Yaaaaaay. I knew it.”

“Let’s make it a little different, shall we?”

“Like what?” she asked.

“You need to give me a handicap, or I have no chance of winning.”

“You have no chance anyway. What kind of handicap?”

“I’ll show you.” He racks up the balls again.

“Now come here, lover.”

She comes up to him, her head tilted inquisitively.

He puts his hands under her arms, lifts her and sets her on the edge of the pool table, facing him.

“What are you doing?” she asks as he opens her legs a little and stands between them.

“I have to make it harder for you to concentrate or I will never win.”

He pushes her gently backward so her back and head are on the pool table, her legs dangling over the side. He gets a sofa cushion and puts it under her head.

“What are you going to do, sweetheart?” she asks, her voice a little horse.

“This.” He raises her feet and puts them on the railing of the table opening her legs.

“Ohhh…..”

He raises her pleated skirt and pushes it back, exposing white silk panties.

“Oh God, honey!” he moans.

She is breathing more deeply now.

“I could just look at you like this, but I need some handicap.”

He begins kissing her legs, starting at the inside of the ankles and slowly working his way upwards. His kisses are teasing light kisses with blowing warm air from his mouth over her skin.

She closes her eyes and begins to breathe more heavily. Her hips are beginning to squirm. Her fingers grip the rail of the table tightly. Little moans begin in her throat.

He is slow and wonders if this could last forever. He gently strokes her upper legs and thighs with the back of his fingers. She squirms even more. Then she hears him clicking a couple of pool balls in one hand. Click, click, click, click…over and over.

She feels his lips on the inside of her thighs right below her panty line and she feels him blow warm air on her skin.

“God, you are so perfect, Jill…you have no idea what you can do to me with a single word. You know what I’m looking at, don’t you, love?”

“No,” she smiled.

“Oh Jill, try again or I’ll quit doing this.”

“My panties.”

“Yes. You’re right. You always know somehow, don’t you?”

“Yes, I guess.”

“Now… what else do I notice? What have I told you before?”

“The crease in my panties.”

“Oh yes. And what do I call that crease, my love?”

“My slit. You call it my slit.”

“You’re right, darling.”

“I can hardly stand this anymore, Jack. What are you trying to do to me?”

“Make you play with a handicap, my love.” He drags the back of his fingernails up the center of her panties. She clinches her stomach muscles and tightens her hips.

He feels moisture under her panties where he dragged his finger. He adjusts her skirt and runs the back of his fingernails up over her mound, gently scratching her clit area.

“Ohhhh Ohhhhh my God…please don’t stop.”

“I won’t my love…quite yet anyway. I have to lick your panties though and nibble them a bit. I must soften you up so you can’t play as well. Get ready now.”

She moans and grips the table edge tightly. “Please, Jack.”

He drags his flattened tongue up the center of her panties, feeling her even more wet now. Then he gently tries to bite her panties right in her center. It’s not easy to get his teeth around just the panty fabric, but he does and pulls it away from her lips. He chews it and she hears him suck on it.

“God, honey what are you doing to me?” she asks.

“I’m done now, baby. Now I racked them up for you. Break!” He helps her off the table and throws the pillow at the sofa. Her legs are weak and he holds her up.

“This is not fair. I’m lodging an official complaint to the US Pool Players Association.”

“Wait bahis siteleri until we’re done and combine all your protests. We’ve barely started. Now break, please.”

Jill breaks with a violent jab of the pool stick. The cue ball skips over the other balls, ricochets off the end of the table, comes back and knocks two balls loose.

“Tsk, tsk, Jill…bad luck.”

“Crap.”

But he had a nice shot and sank one ball, leaving the cue ball touching the bumper.

“Crap. Thanks a lot. There’s nothing I can do now.”

She sets up for a trick shot. He stands behind her admiring her ass. “You have such good form, my love.” She misses the shot. “No fair. You were watching my butt, weren’t you? Crap crap.”

He sinks one ball but leaves her a reasonably good shot for a ball in the side pocket.

“Try to concentrate, Jill. Forget what I just did to you on the table.”

“Fuck!” she said, missing the shot. “Thanks a lot.”

He sinks one ball but misses the other shot.

“Ummmmm ,” he said, just before she took her shot. She missed, tossing the pool stick to the floor.

“I can’t play this way…I keep thinking of what you just did to me.”

“That was so nice, Jill.”

“Yea…are you going to finish the job now?”

“Of course not.” He laughed an evil laugh. “All in good time.”

He wraps his arms around her. “You’re not playing fair, today,” she said, lifting her head to kiss him, “but I love it, you know.”

“You might like this next part, too. Climb up on the table and sit down at this end. Open your legs a little bit. Face the far end…Good girl.”

“What are you going to do now?”

“Patience, lover.”

First you need to wear this. He put a blindfold around her eyes.

“What’s going to happen, Jack? Tell me what you are going to do.”

“I’m going to break the setup. Balls will roll everywhere. Listen to the click, click, clicks and try to catch any that come between your legs. Catch them above the knees, as far up your legs as possible. I won’t aim them there, but I might later.”

“Jack…this is making me think….Ohhh.”

He broke the setup but was careful not to hit the balls very hard. Two of them started towards her spread legs. One hit below her knee and almost stopped. The other went all the way to a thigh before touching her. She clamped her thighs together, trapping the ball deep between them. “Oh God,” she exclaimed. “You have no idea.”

“Oh? Tell me.”

“I can’t …yet.”

He moved the cue ball to a better spot on the table and lined it up between her legs. He wanted this ball just above her knees.

“Here it comes.” The ball made a click, touched her knee area and stopped just where he wanted it.

“Ohh damn…” She tried to squeeze the ball between her legs, but she couldn’t move it any higher.

“I’ll knock it up there, Jill. Don’t worry.”

“Yes Jack, please.”

He set the cue ball behind another ball and hit it. There was a click and one ball headed right between her thighs. It hit the ball she had trapped with a click, and they both ended up under her skirt and he guessed they were both against her panties or very close.

“Oh, God Jack….you have no idea.” She squeezed her thighs together hard, and he heard the balls click a little, hidden high up beneath her skirt. She kept squeezing her legs.

“I think you like that, Jill.”

She is breathing harder and keeps squeezing harder.

“Jack, honey. They are not quite high enough.”

“It’s against my rules to touch them, but I can use another ball. Get ready.”

He lined another ball up and hit it straight between her legs. It disappeared up her skirt, clicked and clicked against the other balls. Perfect shot.

She had three of them trapped now and she tightened her legs, relaxed them and tightened again.

“I can’t describe this…I’ve never felt this. Ohhhhhh, please another ball please.”

“Are you sure? You have three already. Pool balls are not cheap you know.”

“Fuck. Shut up and hit another ball already.”

He hit another ball but it stopped just above her knees. She tries to get it to move higher up by squeezing her knees together hard, but it doesn’t work.

“That was no fair, Jack. I wanted it up in the right place.”

“And where would that be, my love?”

“You know where—right up against my panties.”

“I’ll line this one up better, but I’ll have to pull your skirt up to see where to aim. Would you mind that?”

“Would you just shut up and do it, already?”

“Yes dear. But my…you’re impatient this morning. Is there a reason?”

“Hit the fucking ball!”

“I haven’t raised your skirt yet.”

“JACK! Fuck my skirt and get another ball up here NOW.”

“What a temper this morning. Here it comes.”

He pulled her skirt up and hit another ball. It clicked two or three times and she squeezed her thighs together hard.

“Let me help you.” He uses his hand to push a ball tight against her panties.

“Push harder,” she said with a moan. “And move it higher. You know where.”

He slides the ball up and down the crease in her panties.

“Oh yes. Please. bahis şirketleri That’s perfect my love.”

“Your panties are still wet from my tongue, love.”

“I know. I’ve been feeling it cool down there.”

“Umm. Let me warm it up for you.” He puts his head between her legs and moves his face all over her underwear, breathing in deeply the sweet, salty scent. He aims his warm breath at her clit area and blows air on it. He rolls his face around on her panties.

“Ohhh…Please…do something.”

“Maybe you like to hear the click, click, click of the pool balls, Jill.”

Jack clicks two balls together with one hand and continues to roll his face around on her panties. “Oh my, what a wonderful pussy you have, love.”

“Jack…please honey…I’m going crazy here.” She’s opening and closing her legs and arching her back. Her breathing is coming in short pants now. Her hands grip the edge of the table tightly.

He takes two pool balls and puts them under the front of her panties and moves them around slowly.

“Ohhhhh…Please……..Ohhhhhhh…Please…..Never before…Ohhh Jack. How could you know? How could you ever fucking know?”

“There’s more, my love.” He takes a third ball and pushes it up underneath her panties also. Then with his hand on top of her panties, he rolls the balls around making them click.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh …..Ohhhhh…..Edge … The edge so close….Now.”

He takes her hands off the table edge and puts them on top of her panties.

She immediately begins moving the balls around, pushing them here and there, mostly near her clit. The balls click together as she moves them.

She screams and spasms consume her body. Her hips pump and writhe. Her belly spasms again and again. She screams again and again, the scream softening into a moan. Tears come to her eyes and she sobs. She wipes her eyes and turns her head away from him. Her moans continue. Jack leans as far as possible over the table and kisses her face, sucking up the tears. Then he puts his arms around her and holds her, letting her gradually calm down. She continues to sob a little.

“You are my woman and I love you more than anything. I’ll do anything for you.”

More tears flow and she clings to him. She tries talking but only in short phrases between sobs and breathing.

“Thank you….thank you…never before never …I never knew …never even dreamed.”

“It’s not quite over, Jill.”

“Uhhhh,” Is all she can manage to say.

“Do you remember the pool boy, Juan? You thought he was so cute and I know you were attracted to him.”

She is silent.

“Jill, my love…just nod your head if you do.”

She nods.

“He’s here today for you, right now. I want him to fuck you on the pool table. I want it for you, myself. I paid him to do it—if you want him to. You don’t have to, but remember I brought him here for you today…just today…never again. Do you want him?”

“Jill, you have to say something, lover. Do you want him…Yes or no?”

“Jill, honey. You have to say something.”

“Yes,”she said. “But remember, it was your idea.”

“Ok…I’ll get him now.” He took her blindfold off.

He saw her take a very deep breath and shiver and turn her head away.

He put a blanket over her, fluffed up her pillow and went upstairs and out to the back porch where Juan was waiting.

Jill had second thoughts just as soon as Jack left to get Juan. She realized that Juan was a gift to her as part of her fantasy, but she thought maybe it too great a gift. Men can have such delicate egos she thought and it could not be especially pleasant to think of another man screwing your girlfriend downstairs in your own house.

They had swapped partners once, but that was more like an exchange or a sexual game. Jack had gotten benefit from swapping her to another man. In all truth she had not enjoyed the swap nearly as much as she pretended. But this was different.

Jack got nothing in return, but she had not suggested this Juan thing herself. It was his idea entirely. Why shouldn’t she try to enjoy it? The end result was the same.

Besides, Juan was a hunk—a hard bodied hunk with beautiful brown skin, flashing white teeth, long black hair he kept in a ponytail and six-pack abs. He was not large muscled but totally muscled with the honest and naturally flat muscles of a laboring man.

She had watched him from the secrecy of the kitchen window the first time he was there. She went out and walked past him deliberately the second time, using clean towels for the pool house as her excuse. The towels did need to be changed.

She could see from the corner of her eye that he was watching her ass as she walked by. On her return trip he had watched her from the front and a little too boldly too. He spoke to her in Spanish, but she was flustered from his overly obvious examination of her body, and she did not understand him. Neither did she speak.

On his third visit she took a big glass of lemonade to him and got to watch his body close up as he drained the glass. Then he had walked to the pool house, turning to motion her with his head to join him. She shook her head “No” but she smiled. Encouraged, he had blown her a kiss using only his lips, and acting like a Groupie for a Rock Band, she had blown him a kiss in return without even thinking.

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***

— CHAPTER 3: Delayed Arrival —

***

PRE-COLLEGE (September 1998)

“That’s right, baby! Grab my tits! Squeeze them! Fuck, yeah, I love your hands on me! Don’t ever stop touching me! Fuck, fuck, FUCK! I’m cumming!!!”

Doggy-style had become a favorite position for Ellie and me. Personally, I kinda liked it better when she was on top, riding me cowgirl style. That way, I had a wonderful view of all my favorite things. But that was for the few occasions we just wanted to take our time, to make love slowly and sensuously. That kind of sex was still a new thing for us. We were much (MUCH) more practiced at teenaged, hurried screwing.

Ellie was in a screwing mood today. And so I was hunched over her back, plugging her pussy from behind while my hands wrapped around and mauled her swaying breasts. And at her moment of climax, Ellie’s arms collapsed and her upper torso crashed downwards onto my bed as she howled in delight, oblivious to anything but her monster orgasm.

Our bodies went toppling forward and I instinctively splayed my hands to the sides to brace against the mattress lest I crush her. But even though my mind stopped concentrating on holding my own orgasm at bay, my dick still pumped into her tight love canal while her inner muscles spasmed and squeezed my rod.

That was all it took, and I actually felt the recoil in my cock as it fired away. I closed my eyes and pictured each volley of cum rocketing up the shaft and exploding outwards, splashing against the inner walls of Ellie’s pussy. I imagined millions of tiny sperm pushing their way through Ellie’s teenaged cervix and into her womb on a futile search for an egg.

My own teenaged brain probably wasn’t developed enough yet to comprehend the consequences. But in that moment, with this gorgeous girl beneath me, I decided I wouldn’t really mind so much if by some miracle she got pregnant. While we’d only been romantically together for less than a year, I’d known Ellie since first grade.

True, I’d thought she had cooties and waged a war between the sexes with her up until we turned 13. But already I could envision what my life might be like with Ellie permanently by my side.

It was an idea I could never have thought of with Monica, whom I lusted for but never really loved. I’d always known in the back of my head that Monica and I would eventually go our separate ways. But with Ellie… maybe things didn’t have to turn out that way.

And so as we cuddled together in the aftermath of our lovemaking, I circled my arms a little tighter around her naked body and actually hummed happily. She craned her head around and looked right at me with luminous eyes, letting me see my own happiness reflected back at me. And then we came together for a kiss, lightning bolts as always shooting through us and giving me an electric thrill as our souls touched for just a brief moment.

“Elemis…” I started to say in a quiet voice. And then the phone rang.

Mentally, I cried “SHIT!” I think my mouth mimed the word as well as soon as I broke our kiss. No one called the house during the daytime. All the telemarketers knew to call during dinner. So the call was probably for me.

It rang twice more before I got to the receiver. “Yeah?” I answered in a gruffly annoyed tone. Ellie just smiled and snuggled deeper into the pillow, still in recovery mode from our intense sexual session.

“David, I’m assuming Ellie’s there?”

“Cherys?”

“Yes. Is she?”

“Well, yeah.”

Cherys sighed. “Well, you’d better get her back. My parents are home and they’re wondering where she is.” Her tone was a warning. Crap, we were in some sort of trouble.

I turned and told Ellie, who whined, “It’s only four o’clock. What they hell are they doing home?”

My eyes went wide and my eyebrow arched as if to say, “Why the heck are you asking ME?”

Ellie just rolled her eyes and reached to grab the receiver from me. Doing so exposed a firm breast to my eyes and I was momentarily distracted before she got it out of my grip. I made to paw at her but she just slapped my hand away playfully as she asked, “Cherys, what’s going on?”

I couldn’t hear the other end of the conversation, so I occupied myself by dragging my fingers along Ellie’s naked spine.

“Uh-huh. Well, what do they expect? We’re leaving for college in less than a week. Of COURSE I’m going to be spending the day with my boyfriend…” Ellie shook her head in exasperation. “Fine, fine. I’ll be home in ten minutes.”

She hung up and without saying another word, she tackled me onto my back and pressed her lips to mine. I moaned happily into the kiss and we lay there making out for a good two minutes.

When we finally broke for air, Ellie sighed. “Okay. Show’s over. Time to head home.”

***

I drove the entire way with my right hand on Ellie’s thigh. Her own hands absently played with my fingers or stroked my forearm. Then we turned the corner onto her street and saw it.

“Holy SHIT!” Ellie was squealing, clutching my arm.

Ellie’s güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri parents and Cherys were standing on the street, out by the curb. And parked in the driveway behind them was a cherry red Volkswagen. I’ve seen Ellie absolutely glow during a fantastic orgasm. I’m sad to admit that the look on her face now was even more thrilled than that.

She was screaming at such a high pitch I’m sure that neighborhood dogs were cowering in fear. And as soon as I pulled up, Ellie bounced out of my car and went running to her parents. She jumped at them and grabbed both parents in a big hug. And then she went running to Cherys to hug her before laying herself on the hood of the car and hugging it as well.

I parallel parked on the street and took a good once over on the car. Based on some key model distinctions I recognized, it was maybe 4 or 5 years old. But the wax job and gleaming paint sure made it look brand new. And Ellie didn’t look like she cared one iota. I couldn’t say anything. My high school hunk of junk was already past a decade old.

“Holy shit! I should have known!” Ellie exclaimed.

“Elemis. Your language,” her dad rebuked.

“Sorry, daddy. But THANK YOU! Argh! I should’ve known! But Cherys didn’t get her car until the day before she left! You’re early!”

“Well,” Cherys interrupted. “We had to do something to make it a surprise.”

“You!” Ellie pointed a finger at her older sister. “You KNEW on the phone and you didn’t even give me a hint!” She made to tickle or otherwise attack Cherys, who backed away, laughing all the while.

“Elemis,” her Dad’s voice cut in. “Leave your sister alone. Don’t you want to take it for a spin?” He held up the keys, which chimed nicely in his hands.

Ellie immediately turned around and swiped them from his hand. “Thank you daddy!” She hugged him and pecked him on the cheek. Then she stopped and hugged her mom. And at long last, she turned to me, leaning against the hood.

“Whaddaya say? Wanna go for a ride?”

My mind immediately went to a different definition of ‘ride’. And from the look on Ellie’s face, she might have had a similar idea. But I schooled my features so as not to give anything away in front of her parents. And I just nodded slightly. “Let’s go.”

Big sister Cherys stopped me before we got in. She held my shoulder and looked straight at me. “Looks like this is for real. Ellie’s an adult and she has her own wheels, she’s independent. You two off to college and I won’t be able to watch you guys all the time. So promise me you’ll take care of my baby sister.”

I felt momentarily awkward by the serious tone in her voice, but I managed to say, “I promise.”

Cherys smiled and hugged me. “I know you will. You’re a great guy David.” I glowed at the praise from my eternal dream girl.

Ellie and I got in the car, Ellie in the driver’s seat, of course. I was surprised at the huge amount of interior space and head room the little bugger had. I was already feeling around the passenger seat controls to decide how best to have sex in this car. Probably if I reclined all the way and scooted the seat back a few notches.

Ellie grinned at me just before she flipped the key. “I know a great place to park.”

***

Tomorrow. That would be the day.

I sat in my desk chair, looking around my room. Most of my bags were packed, all the important clothing and personal affects already cleared out. I left my posters and other decorations behind. My parents would pretty much leave my room the way it was until I came back for breaks or various vacations. But it still felt so… weird. This was only bedroom I really ever knew.

Tomorrow, I would leave my world behind and embark on a new adventure. At least I had someone to share the journey with.

Ellie would be coming by to pick me up. Ever since she got her new ride, we’d both wanted to tool around town in it. Hey, it was newer and definitely a cooler car than mine, and she was a good driver besides. I didn’t even mind the emasculating notion of not being behind the wheel, although we did find it was physically much easier for her to blow me while I was driving rather than the other way around.

We had plans for our last night: A little food, a short walk in the park, maybe a little lovemaking underneath the stars. She’d kissed me so tenderly last night. I could still taste her on my lips even now.

The thing was, she was supposed to pick me up at seven. It was already 7:30. Not a big deal. Ellie often ran late, it’s just a common hazard when dealing with beautiful women. But she usually called to let me know why.

As if on cue, the phone rang. The receiver was in my hands immediately.

“Hey! Where the hell are you?”

“David,” came the male voice.

“Uh, hello?” I wondered. Was somebody calling for one of my parents?

In a very soft voice, he continued, “This is Ellie’s father.”

I don’t know exactly why, but the instant he used the nickname ‘Ellie’ I knew something was terribly güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri wrong. I could actually hear the mini-pause as he forced himself to use that name for my benefit. And all of a sudden, I couldn’t speak.

All was quiet for another two seconds before he realized I wasn’t going to say anything. And then came the words I was dreading. “Ellie was in a car accident an hour ago.”

I felt a chill run down my spine. A cold so bitter and so intense it wrapped around my heart and began squeezing. Still I said nothing, but I think a wailing groan began somewhere beneath my stomach and sort of creaked out of me.

“We needed something from the grocery store. Ellie grabbed her keys and immediately volunteered to pick it up. The other driver had been drinking, and he blew through the red light at sixty-five.” Her father’s voice, so soft, now choked up.

I still said nothing. I could hear in his voice that he wasn’t finished yet, and I dared not interrupt. But that wail was growing in my throat. And I felt the first tear rolling down my cheek.

“His truck hit squarely against the driver’s door. She never had a chance to get out of the way.” He went quiet again, and I heard him sniffling on the other end of the line.

After another moment of silence I finally croaked, “Where is she?”

“We’re all at the hospital.”

“I’ll be right there.”

“David,” his voice came urgently and intensely. “You can come. But you should know. Ellie was killed instantly. They can’t bring her back.”

Hearing his words confirmed it, but I already knew. It had been in his tone of voice. Nothing else was said as I dropped the phone into the cradle and ended the call. And then the weight of my world sank down onto my shoulders and I felt like I’d shrunk three inches.

I don’t know how long I sat there staring at the phone. But as soon as I could move I moved with a purpose. I paused only once, to wipe the tears out of my eyes. Then I grabbed my car keys and I was headed downstairs.

I was halfway out the door when my mom saw me and barked, “David!”

I came to a dead stop, but I didn’t turn around.

“Where are you going? Isn’t Ellie coming to pick you up tonight?” she asked.

“Ellie’s dead.” And then I walked away,

***

Cherys was waiting for me by the front doors when I got to the hospital. For the first time since I can remember, a little sexual thrill did not go through me upon seeing her. Her makeup was smeared and she looked ready to start crying again.

Once she saw me she did start crying. And we came together in a tight hug that was about nothing but support in our grief. I clutched her intensely, crushing her to my body for a few moments, my mind racing because she smelled so much like Ellie. Me? I couldn’t cry any more. My emotions had just shut down until I was a walking robot.

Eventually, Cherys got control of her sniffles. And after wiping away the tears she offered to lead me to her parents.

When I came upon Ellie’s mother and father, I wanted to say something poignant… or at least tell them I was sorry. But I couldn’t say anything. And somehow, looking at the pain on the faces of parents who have lost their offspring, I realized there were no words.

Her mom hugged me. And then I actually hugged her dad.

And so the four of us stood in the waiting room. Somewhere behind the double doors lay the lifeless body of my girlfriend. It was explained to me that the doctors had checked to make sure that she was completely gone, and that there were no chances of reviving her. Shortly, they would move her body to the morgue.

I interrupted at that point. “I want to see her.”

“Are you sure? Her body is pretty beat up.”

I stared straight at the doors. “I want to see her.”

So I did. It’s something I hope you never have to experience.

***

I didn’t leave for college the next day. Cherys didn’t either. In fact, neither of us left for college the rest of the week. I spent every day over at their house, in Ellie’s bedroom, living in a half-catatonic state.

For some reason, Cherys was handling it better than I was. Perhaps it was because up until recently, she hadn’t been very close to her sister. Ever since Cherys had come out as a lesbian, she’d been separated from her family by some invisible wall. Only since the past Winter Break had the two begun forming a close bond with each other. In any case, Cherys was the one coming to console me.

I barely noticed her presence. I’d be sitting on Ellie’s bed, staring at her things and remembering all the good times when Cherys would check in on me, touch my arm or my back and ensure that I was still breathing.

I’d dated her for less than a year, but I’d begun to fall in love with Ellie. And having her wrenched away from me just as we were about to embark on our great journey together had crippled me, as if one of my two legs had been taken away. I’d like to think I wasn’t overreacting. After all, I wasn’t suicidal or anything. güvenilir bahis şirketleri But I couldn’t move on. And each little inkling inside of me that tried to move on was smothered by guilt at dishonoring her memory or something.

Perhaps I would get some closure on Saturday. The funeral was scheduled for then. Quite a few of Ellie’s friends had already made plans to return home.

Monica and Nate flew back. Most of our High School clique showed up. I’m pretty sure everyone expressed their sympathies to me, but I don’t remember much from that day.

One thing I do remember was how beautiful and peaceful Ellie looked in her casket before they closed the lid. Up until then, the lasting image in my mind was that of her mangled body, covered in drying blood, while she lay dead in that hospital bed. Somehow, seeing her cleaned up and at peace managed to wash away some of the pain inside me. I knew, at least for a moment, that I would be alright in the end.

But it was just a moment.

And then I went back into emotional shutdown. I didn’t come out for months.

***

WINTER QUARTER, FRESHMAN YEAR (January 1999)

It was a tradition for incoming freshman to be assigned to the school dormitories. Almost all of our parents followed it. So Danielle and Cherys before me went into the dorms. Ellie and I were assigned to dorms, as well. We’d already been planning discussions with our respective roommates for various signals to get some private sex time.

Ellie, obviously, wouldn’t be attending.

And after what happened, my parents decided tradition didn’t matter that much. Actually, they discussed the matter with the school administration and my enrollment was deferred by a quarter. I didn’t go to school until January and my dorm bed was given away to someone else.

I would be living where someone could keep an eye on me.

After their obligatory year in the dorms, Danielle and Cherys had gotten a two- bedroom apartment together just off-campus. This had been known and accepted for months. Perhaps Cherys’ parents liked to convince themselves that the girls would have separate bedrooms. But now I would be in that second bedroom. That way, my big sister Danielle could keep a watchful eye on me and Cherys’ parents understood.

And so I finally got to college, albeit with a delayed arrival.

When I pulled up to the apartment in my beater car, Danielle came down the stairs to greet me. Cherys waved hello from the front door on the second floor and went back inside after I waved back.

“Hey squirt.” Danielle reached up and hugged me.

For some reason, the nickname had stopped bothering me. There was just something about that big sisterly love in the way she said it. “Hey Dani.”

“How’re mom and dad?”

“They’re fine.” I let her go and took a deep breath, looking around. “So? You here to help me move in?”

Danielle snorted. “Hell, no. You’re a big boy. You can’t have that much stuff in your car!” She laughed and then went back up the stairs empty-handed.

I grumbled loudly and then turned around to start unpacking. But by the time I got the first heavy suitcase out of the trunk, Danielle and Cherys were both already fishing some of the lighter items out of my backseat and carrying them up.

“Hurry up, squirt. There’s a cold six-pack in the fridge and you’re not getting any till this car is parked.”

***

And so in the cold of January, I began my college career a quarter late.

The transition wasn’t easy. All of my classmates already had a few months of experience under their belts. I’d missed out on the mass open-adjustment period, when all the freshmen were friendly with one another since cliques had yet to form. I’d missed out on the upper-classmen patience period, when they would willingly answer any dumb question a froshling asked because they knew the youngster didn’t know any better.

Everyone else had their friends well established. I was the new guy and I had to play catch-up. So in an instant, I’d gone from the top of the social pecking order to the lowliest outcast freshman. Not even football could save me this time. I’d already missed the Fall Quarter and with it the football season. No matter, I would have just been a walk-on anyways.

In retrospect, my emotional turmoil had a small silver lining. I barely even noticed how I went from hometown big man on campus to lowly freshman at a big state University. I don’t know how my ego would have reacted if I’d been paying attention.

Danielle and Cherys were my saviors, in more ways than one. At our new home, Danielle was constantly hovering over me, like a second mother. Most guys would have hated it, especially little brothers. But I felt fragile enough inside that each time she checked in on me felt like a gentle touch of family love. I was alone often enough through self-imposed isolation and having her around reminded me that there were other people in this world.

Secondly, without her, I probably would have starved. At home, my mom constantly made sure I was fed. I had a habit of losing myself into video games and completely forgetting to eat. In our apartment, Danielle was the master chef and ensured I took at least moderate care of myself. If she hadn’t taken care of all the little details keeping me alive, I don’t know how I would have ended up.

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“Mr. O’Brian, can I come in?”

“Of course, Wendy, come have a seat.”

Jeremy O’Brian directed the 18 year-old, blonde bombshell to the chair in front of his desk. Jeremy was looking forward to the meeting with his teenage pupil—not only so he could look over her bodacious curves and beautiful legs, but mostly so he could gawk all over her ridiculously huge tits. Wendy DeLores was a walking wet dream, and her tits pushed past the limits of respectability. Jeremy was always thinking about the young woman during his masturbatory fantasies; he would even imagine fucking her while having sex with his wife. He couldn’t help himself; the young woman was a knockout. Wendy asked her gym coach for this early morning meeting to discuss some personal problems. The horny coach had no problem agreeing to do so.

Wendy sat down in front of her coach, and crossed her legs. Her perfectly smooth thighs were hugged tightly by a pair of navy blue shorts and a tight baby blue-T, touting the school logo, squeezed her huge tits together. She was simply gorgeous; no doubt modelling would be in her future. O’Brian already found his erection becoming an issue. Sitting down in his own chair, Coach, as the girls called him, started things off.

“So, Wendy, what happens to be the problem?”

“Well,” the busty blonde responded, “I’ve feelings for somebody—and I’ve had them for a while now.”

Jeremy was having a hard time listening while her tits stood out so firmly from her body. His dick was already getting harder.

“Wendy, I’m sure this can’t be the first time you’ve had feelings for another boy. What’s the issue this time?”

“It’s…a little inappropriate.”

O’Brian’s ears picked up instantly. He leaned forward in his chair.

“You know you can trust me, right, Wendy? You can tell me anything in strict confidence…Now, what is so inappropriate about the feelings you have for this person?”

“I guess…” Wendy whispered, “they are older than me, and have authority over me.”

O’Brian’s heart was racing. Was she talking about him? Wasn’t that utterly inappropriate and wrong? He had to stop it in its tracks.

“Well, you know, Wendy, those feelings are alright to have. They are perfectly normal. What types of feelings are these?”

Wendy uncrossed her legs and jumped up, her titanic titties bouncing.

“It’s complicated. Since they are in this position of authority, I can’t do anything. But I’m not used to that—with men—not getting what I want. But I can’t help myself. I love seeing them smile. I love hearing them laugh. I want them. I want them so bad. And I get all these feeling inside…” Wendy took a few steps towards her coach. “…and when our eyes meet, I get all awkward and speechless.”

She paused. She was now right next to the coach as she stood over him.

“And I keep looking at them and I start thinking about how they look naked. And I like it when I catch them staring at my breasts. I want to touch them. I want to feel them inside me.”

O’Brian was utterly stunned, and his cock was rock hard. Wendy was standing next to the coach and her breasts were at eye-level. His eyes fell from her face down to her tits as his mouth fell agape. He couldn’t believe how stunning they were.

“…well…Wendy…ah…I…” O’Brian could barely put a sentence together. But then, Wendy swung her leg up and over him, and was soon quickly settled, facing him, in his lap. Her sweet ass stuck as she took his face in her hands and held it still.

“It’s you Coach O’Brian—Jeremy—” Wendy began to grind against her coach, “—I want you.”

Coach O’Brian couldn’t believe it. He was in utter shock. Here was his hottest student, grinding up against him, her tits up against his chin, confessing her deep feelings for him. He had to stop this, right now, didn’t he?

Wendy gasped as she felt the coach’s strong hands grabbing her ass.

“Coach, do you feel the same way? Cause your hard cock seems to agree with me.”

O’Brian pulled in Wendy as he kissed her hard on the mouth. Her lips were perfect, and she smelled incredible. He couldn’t believe what was happening, but it didn’t matter as his greedy hands ran up her back. Her body was pressed up against his as the coach kissed Wendy down her neck. She let out a deep moan while beginning to dry hump him.

“Uhh…Coach…” canlı bahis Wendy moaned, “I’m ready. I want you to fuck me. Right now.” The buxom blonde hopped off her coach and slid down her shorts and all. The coach followed suit as he whipped of his shorts and boxers, his cock springing out into the cool, office air. He wasn’t even thinking…he was married…how could he? It was then that Wendy peeled off her shirt and revealed her helpless sports-bra.

“Holy shit…” whimpered the coach. His hands immediately reach up and grabbed her huge tatas. She climbed back on top of him, squeezing each leg between him and the sides of the chair. He felt the wetness of her pussy lips slide against his rock-hard member as she continued grinding up against him.

Her massive tits were far too big for his hands to contain. He felt out her nipples clearly jutting out from beneath her sports-bra and pinched them between his thumbs and forefinger. The young blonde let out a small scream; she was getting too loud.

The coach thought he should stop the noise until, unexpectedly, Wendy slid her perfect pussy down Coach O’Brian’s fat cock.

“Aahh!” screamed Wendy. “It’s so big!”

The coach was in shock. She continued to moan as she slowly started to ride up and down the coach’s dick. She brushed his hands off her tits and grabbed the bottom hem of her sports-bra, stretching it to its limit before her massive tits spilled out. There was no going back now. The coach hollered as he finally felt her bare tits tumble into his hands. He mauled her breasts while she continued to scream and ride him. He had always dreamed about fucking his blonde, busty student, but he didn’t ever think it would actually happen!

‘Ooah!…Ooah! Coach!…I…I wwaanted this so…so…badly! Uhh!” Wendy had a devilish grin quickly slide across her face. “This was so easy…ughh…Oh my God…I love how you are playing with my big fucking titties!”

The young coach couldn’t believe the dirty fucking mouth on this young woman, but he was even more astounded by her awesome breasts. No woman had the right to tits like this, let alone a teenager. They ballooned out, and each had serious heft to it. But both remained firm and soft; they were fucking filthy. And they were huge! He jostled them between his hands and gaped at their overwhelming mass. He had jerked off countless times thinking about them, and now they were bouncing in his hands! He squeezed and released each breast to his dick’s content, feeling her nipples press into his palms. He brought each breast to his face as he moaned loudly, taking the blonde’s giant knockers in his mouth, sucking on them and nibbling them, causing the school girl’s moans to rise in pitch. O’Brian began rapidly rising his hips, drilling into her pussy harder. He moaned into her breasts as he smothered them in open-mouth kisses, dragging her hard nipples across his face. He then took turns taking each perky nipple in his mouth, sucking on them and gently biting down on them, sending shocks of pleasure throughout Wendy’s body.

Coach Brian finally stopped sucking on her monstrous tits.

“OH MY FUCKING GOD, WENDY!” the coach bellowed, “Your titties are fucking unbelievable!”

Wendy grabbed the back of O’Brian’s head as she really started to ride him. Her forearms pushed together her massive titties, taking up the lower half of O’Brian’s field-of-view, while her gorgeous face rose over top. She fucked him while her tits bounced in his face. For a brief moment, both locked eyes and both saw within the other the same passion coursing through their own body. Wendy bounced up and down the coach’s dick, pushing herself closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

“Yeah?..oh fuck..fuck!!…you like my big titties?”

“I fucking love your huge fucking titties!!”

“Show me how much you love me knockers…I want to feel you get harder while I ride your enormous cock!”

Jeremy reached up and pulled hard on Wendy’s nipples, and soon took each breast in hand and began squeezing them like stress balls. He rolled her titflesh through his fingers. This drove Wendy to desperation as she bounced in her coach’s lap. She moaned his name as Wendy was overcome with pleasure.

“Oh god, JEREMY—oooohhhh…jeremy, jeremy, I think I’m going to cum! I can’t..I…I…can’t bahis siteleri believe…I’m cumming so fast!”

Wendy’s body was tensing up while her bosom continued to fly everywhere. The coach couldn’t believe how beautiful of a fuck she was.

“Ooo…ooo…Coach, suck on my breasts, please!!”

The coach latched on to her perfect tit, and Wendy’s entire body seized as she slowed her movements to a crawl. Wendy let out a series of deep cries, squeezing the coach close as she came all over his massive dick. Coach O’Brian wasn’t surprised she came so quickly; he himself was eager to cum. The coach increased his own tempo while one giant titty bounced in his mouth.

“No, no…slow down,” the blonde begged. She pulled his face from her breasts and kissed O’Brian hard on the mouth while she rode out her orgasm at her own leisure.

To anyone watching, it would have been a beautiful embrace.

She finally pulled away. “Oh god, coach. This is amazing. Just like I thought it would be.”

The coach was once again obsessed with the massive tatas in his face, and continued to play with and suck them while she came down from her orgasm. He needed to cum-bad.

“Oh dear God, Coach, I love how you touch me. Let me touch you. Let me show you how much of a total slut I can be.”

O’Brian couldn’t believe his ears. Did she just call herself a slut?

“I’m just a whore with big-titties. I know how much you like them. I always catch you looking at them.”

O’Brian’s dick was still buried in Wendy’s snatch, and his heart was racing at the words coming from her dirty, slutty mouth.

“I can feel you get harder inside me, when I say these things. As I rub my giant boobs all over you.”

The coach was now really plowing into her tight pussy, still licking, kissing, and sucking her bodacious breasts.

“I think I know what you want. You want me to hold my tits together while you fuck them with that big, beautiful cock of yours, don’t you—Coach?”

The coach humped up into Wendy furiously and proceeded to respond in desperation.

“Oh please, oh god, fuck ya!!”

With a hard shove Wendy had the ravenous man back up against the chair. She let out a disappointed moan as she slid off the coach’s dick.

“You know, I can be pretty slutty, but only with the right guy,” Wendy reminded him, as she fell to her knees in front of the coach. “I want you to cum all over my pretty face, and then I want you to coat my giant tits with your huge load. I want to show you how much I like you, and I want you to show me how much you love my big girls.”

With one hand, Wendy grabbed hold of her coach’s throbbing cock, and with the other she pulled her tits together. Guiding his cock into her cleavage, Wendy began sawing his dick back and forth over her massive boobs.

“Holy shit, WENDY!!”

Jeremy took hold of Wendy’s huge jugs, taking hold of their sides, and pulled them tightly around his raging hard-on. He slowly slid his dick through Wendy’s chest, seeing it disappear completely, before his head popped through her cleavage. Then he bucked his hips up into her tits, sending them flying into her chin. And then he did it again. And again. Now Jeremy was losing it. Nothing existed except Wendy DeLores’ perfect rack and his cock buried between them. His dick was still slick with Wendy’s juices as it slid furiously between her bodacious boobies. O’Brian lustfully squeezed two handfuls of the blonde teenager’s mega-rack while his pelvis slapped up into Wendy’s perky titties. Wendy ran her hands through her hair, tossing it, before grabbing both her coach’s hands and her own tits.

“Wendy! You are so beautiful! And your tits are fucking ridiculous!”

“Thanks, you can be really sweet. I can tell you really like them.”

“uhhhh…and you are such a total, busty whore…WENDY…uuuhhhhhh!!…”

O’Brian was in heaven as the young, stacked woman continued to jerk off his sizable cock with her massive tatas. Wendy held his rough hands with her soft and gentle ones, while her heavy tits bounced in Jeremy’s lap.

“I’m such a naughty girl, Coach. You would lose your job if someone finds out about us…uhhh…having sex with a student and blowing your load all over her face…that’s liable for termination.”

“Ohh…fuck..” Coach O’Brian took bahis şirketleri his thrusting up another gear, “…fuck you, you whore…”

Wendy removed her hands and ran them along the coach’s legs. Jeremy had certainly dreamt of this, but now it was unbelievably actually happening—he had his hottest student’s rack sliding up and down his swollen cock. O’Brian became speechless as Wendy quickly took him into her mouth while her tits bounced in his lap. She enthusiastically sucked the head of his cock and O’Brian almost came instantly, but before he could she returned his dick back into her cleavage. Coated in her saliva, he pounded away at her smooth, teenage titties, relishing their feel between his fingers as her unbelievable tatas were taking him to a level of pleasure he never knew.

“I’M GONNA BUST A NUT!”

“Oh god, Coach, cum for me, give me all your sweet jizz you fucking freak!—”

“—Wendy—!!”

“I want you to blow your load all over my big ass fucking hooters!”

Jeremy’s grip tightened as he titfucked his busty student. He was struggling to get out his next string of smut.

“—WENDY—I can’t believe…UGH…UGH…UGH…you’re such a fucking slut!!”

“—Do it! Mr. O’Brian, cum all over my giant, teenage titties!—”

“–Ugghh!!…WENDY!!…ffuuuuuucck!!…”

O’Brian tightly squeezed Wendy’s massive tattas around his thrusting cock as two quick, sequential streams of cum flew up and across Wendy’s beautiful face.

“—UGGGGH, HHHUGGGHH, HHHOOOLY SHIT!—”

O’Brian continued to scream in pleasure as Wendy’s tits remained wrapped around his cock, her huge, perky tits overflowing his hands, while cum continued to streak across her face and hair. Her diamond-hard nipples dug into his palms while he bounced her tits in his lap.

“Oh yes! Jeremy, cum all over me!! Cum on my big ass titties, honey!!”

“Uuughh..Wen…Wen…FUCK…WENDY!!—”

Wendy’s gorgeous face now was covered in O’Brian’s spunk as he sprung to his feet. The busty blonde squeezed her tatas together and encouraged the coach as he jacked-off all over her universally lusted-after, prized rack.

“—yes, baby, ooooohh,—give me all of it…”

O’Brian’s groaning grew much more desperate, as he continued to release streaks of hot cum across Wendy’s knockers. His focus was solely on the huge tits constantly taking his ropes of jizz.

“OH FUCK, WENDY, YOUR TITTIES ARE SO FUCKING BIG!”

“Yes! Give my titties all your dirty fucking cum you fucking pervert.”

“JESUS CHRIST, you dirty…fucking…BITCH!! “”

Roughly grabbing one cum-covered tit with his left hand, he jacked all over it, rubbing the head of his cock up against her nipple as he struggled with the pleasure surging through his body.

“Fuck you, your huge cock was made for my massive titties!!”

“UGH—!!—fuuuuuuuuuucccck…”

Wendy’s jugs were absolutely plastered in his cum. O’Brian started to aggressively slap Wendy’s jugs with his cock, whimpering as the last of his cum sprung up into Wendy’s face. O’Brian had never came nearly so much.

Jeremy collapsed back into his chair. He gasped for breath as Wendy ran her hands up his legs. She ran gentle kisses up his thigh, and then up the underside of his cock.

“mmmm…yes…yes,” she whispered.

“Oh my God,” Jeremy panted, ‘”fuck, thank you, oh god…”

A naughty smile spread across Wendy’s face as she stared up at her gym teacher.

“You seemed to really like that. I really liked it to. Especially when you came all over my face.”

O’Brian smiled back and admired the work he made of her face. Vertical streaks of cum ran from her chin to her hairline, with big gobs across her plump lips.

“Oh fuck, your beautiful face looks even better with my cum all over it.”

“And what about my titties,” Wendy teased, rubbing her hands up and down her cum-glazed tits, “how do they look bathed in your cum?”

An involuntary moan escaped Jeremy’s lips. Her chest stood out proudly, as she modeled her massive jugs. Despite their enormous size, no area had remained untouched by his load. As she squeezed her tits together with her forearms, cum flowed from her cleavage and dripped down and over her breasts.

“They look fucking fantastic! In fact—”

O’Brian reach across his desk for his cellphone, and smiled as Wendy gave him the sluttiest look she could muster—which is pretty slutty, given she was covered from her chest up in semen.

“Can we do it again?” she asked.

“Of course. Now, smile for the camera, you whore.”

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Philip Johnson

Chapter One

“Miss Janet Hammond front and center.”

“Logan how are you?”

“Great, where have you been keeping yourself?”

“Missouri.”

“How the hell did you end up there?”

“I was transferred down there, but when I quit my job I moved back up here to Dayton. What are you up to now?”

“Same job as before but I have my own office now plus an assistant.”

“So you’re moving up.”

“Inch by inch.”

“Do you still have to go out of town like you used to?”

“I do but I get to stay at nicer hotels now. Jan you look better than ever.”

“Thank you, do you have time for coffee or a drink?”

“With you? I’d make time if necessary, how about Gabe’s for old time sake?”

“Perfect.” Janet and Logan were seeing each other for almost two years but school and other forces had encouraged them to go their separate ways.

They went to Gabe’s and slid into a booth and she looked at his left hand and asked, “Not married?”

“Not even close, how about you?”

“Same with me, not even close. I guess I scare the guys off.”

“Now I can’t believe that, I remember how it was when we were together and I’ll bet you haven’t changed that much.”

“Probably not.”

“Damn we did have some fun too.”

She smiled and said, “We sure did. Looking back it seems funny that we just seemed to lose interest.”

“I’ve thought about that different times too. I think we lost interest in a lot of things, not just each other.”

Bored with everything was my diagnosis.”

“That could be. Have you seen Don since you’ve been back?”

“No how is he?”

Divorced.”

“That’s too bad, has it been rough for him?”

“Yeah kind of. I don’t know what the circumstances were but I guess it doesn’t matter now.”

“I should get in touch with him.”

“He’d like that, he always thought you were special and that I was crazy for letting you get away.”

“How long has it been since the divorce?”

“It was final a couple of months ago…no maybe more like four months now.”

“That marriage didn’t last long, has he moved?”

“No he kept the house.”

“I’ll give him a call Saturday and maybe go see him.”

“Speaking of Saturday how about dinner, say about seven.”

“Sure, want to meet at Henley’s Pub?”

Perfect, I don’t think I’ve been in there since we split.” They talked about what had gone on in their lives since they separated and then as they walked out Logan said, “I’m really glad we ran into each other.”

“I am too. See you Saturday night then.”

He kissed her lightly and said, “I just had to do that.” She just smiled and waved as she walked away.

She waited until about nine Saturday morning and called Don. “Hello?”

“Hi Don.”

“Is this Janet?”

“It’s me.”

“You sweet beautiful woman it’s good to hear from you.”

“How are you Don?”

“Getting along, where are you calling from?”

“I’m back in town.”

“Awesome can you come over for coffee?”

“I’d like to if it’s okay?”

“Of course it is.”

“See you in say thirty minutes then.” She smiled as she combed her hair and made sure she looked nice and then drove out to see Don. She didn’t even make it to his front door when he ran out and scooped her into his arms.

They held each other close as he said, “The next time you run away let me know okay?”

“I will.” They went inside and spent the next hour talking over coffee including the divorce and the way that she and Logan had parted company about a year

earlier.

“Jan why did you two go your separate ways?”

“Oh immaturity for one, boredom I guess played a part in it, just things I guess.”

“So you’re going to see him again?”

“I don’t know, we’re having dinner tonight is all I know for sure.”

“Maybe the three of us can get together soon.”

“I’d like that. Don is there anything I can do to help you?”

“I guess not. I’ll be okay it just takes time. I’m already dealing with it a lot better than I was.”

“Good, I hate to see you unhappy.”

“Just seeing you and knowing your back in town makes me happy.”

They talked for the next hour and then she got up and said, “I’ll talk to Logan about us getting together soon.” They shared another embrace at the door and then she left. As she drove back to her new apartment she experienced bittersweet emotions. She was glad to be back home and it was good to see Don. But it saddened her to know that he had to deal with divorce. She didn’t know what to think about Logan. It really was good to see him again and being with him felt so natural and comfortable. He had matured in that short time and he seemed more upbeat than she remembered him being. Maybe there was something there for them.

When Logan saw her approaching him Saturday evening he had to smile. She walked up to him and he kissed her lightly and said, “You left here a very pretty girl and came home a beautiful woman.”

“Thank you Logan that was sweet.”

“It’s amazing what changes a year can illegal bahis bring.”

“I’ve noticed changes in you too.”

“Really, I feel the same.”

“No you’re more confident now and happier.”

“I am happier I guess. Not much has changed in my life though.”

“You look a little leaner too.” “Yeah I did lose a few pounds.” They went in and over dinner continued to talk and he said, “It’s like you never left except things feel so much better now.”

“I’m surprised too at how things work out.”

“I’ll ask you right now can we get together again Jan?”

“I’d like that. Oh and Don says hi and he wants us to get together.”

“We’ll have to do that. I haven’t talked to him in two or three weeks, how is he?”

“I think that under the circumstances he’s doing great. He just needs a little time.”

“Was he glad to see you?”

She laughed and said, “He almost hurt me he hugged me so hard.”

“Yeah I knew he’d like seeing you again. I predict that he’ll be married within a year from now.”

“Why do you think that?”

“I don’t know, I guess he’s just not the bachelor raise hell kind of guy.”

“But you aren’t either.”

“I am more than I used to be.”

“Is that right. I guess I better keep an eye on you then.”

“Why do I get the feeling that you’re more…what’s the old expression…devil may care than you used to be.”

“If you mean I don’t worry about every little thing anymore you’re right I don’t. It leaves me with more time and energy to think about the important things.”

Logan got a more serious look on his face and said, “Ever since last week when I first saw you I’ve been remembering things that we did.”

“Like what?”

“Oh just different things, the time we went to Cleveland to see that play.”

“That cost us a fortune.”

“Yeah and turned out to be awful.”

“And going canoeing and hiking in the state park…and making love.”

Jan smiled at the last one then and said, “I wondered if you would remember that or mention it.”

“Of course I remember it.”

“It wasn’t very memorable.”

He had to laugh and said, “I know things didn’t exactly go according to plan but I still remember it.”

“I’ll bet you still remember the poison ivy all over your ass too.”

“I still have scars from that mess.”

“I remember smearing that chalky stuff all over your ass for you all the time.”

“It didn’t help the poison ivy a bit but I sure liked to have you do that.”

“We did have fun for awhile.”

“We did. Oh and remember when you flashed that truck driver? I thought we were going to get killed when he quit watching what he was doing.”

She laughed again and said, “I did that not long before I left town.”

“I know.”

“Have you flashed anybody else since then?”

No but I still remember him trying to stare at my chest.”

“I’ll bet he still remembers that and even talks about it.”

Chapter Two

When it came time for them to part he said, “Next Saturday?”

“Okay.”

“Let’s go see Don and then do something.”

“Like what?”

“I’ll come up with something by then.” They were by her car when he took her in his arms and they kissed. As she pulled back slightly he said, “Wow. I’ve really missed kissing you.”

“I’ve missed you too, more than I realized.”

“I’ll call you in a couple of days.”

“Okay.” Janet went home feeling pretty good about life. Her new job was a lot better than the one in Missouri and her new apartment was better. Now she was seeing Logan again and that felt like that was going to go better than before.

Over the next few weeks Janet and Logan saw each other frequently and got together with Don a few times. Then one night as they were driving back to Janet’s Logan said, “I dare you to take off your bra and wave it out the window.”

“But there’s traffic.”

“I know.”

“You don’t think I’ll do it do you.”

“Nope.” She calmly undid her bra and slid it off without removing her blouse and proceeded to hold it out the window like a flag and the cars started honking their horns. They turned right and left the honking cars behind and the two of them laughed until they hurt. That was the beginning of their little games. One of the first ones she came up with was, “Okay Logan here’s an easy one. I dare you to wear a pair of my panties to work.”

“Okay.”

“Wait I’m not done. When you get to your office you have to drop your pants and take your own picture with your phone and send it to me.”

“I’ll have to time that just right or get caught.”

“Are you going to do it?”

“Of course.” She gave him a pair of her panties, which of course were too small for him and he held them up. “They won’t look nearly as nice on me as they do on you.”

“I’m sure you’ll look charming.” Logan had forgotten that he was going to the health club to play racquet ball with Bob, his supervisor after work. When Logan changed his clothes in the locker room Bob saw the panties and before it was over Logan was red faced and Bob was illegal bahis siteleri on the floor laughing.

Logan and Janet sometimes went for three weeks and more between stunts or other times it could be two times in a week. The locker room incident aside, their dares and pranks were harmless games that injected fun and excitement into their lives. Dayton, Ohio, their home town wasn’t exactly large and it certainly wasn’t a place for adventure. Even the terrain was flat and boring to them, but they had found a way to make their own fun adventures. The bar was raised on Saturday when Logan called Jan from Charleston, West Virginia. “Hi love.”

“Hi Logan, how is the project going?”

“Routine.”

“You coming home next week?”

“That’s the plan so far. Okay, just so you won’t forget me I have a dare for you.”

“What is it?”

“On Saturday call Don and work out a time for you to go to his place.”

“Okay then what?”

“Simply follow the instructions waiting for you there.”

“That’s not fair, I should know what I have to do.”

“After you read the note you can think about it as long as you want or for one hour, whichever is shorter.”

“Cute. So if I refuse I’ll never hear the end of it because Don will be in on it.”

“Well that is possible. If you can’t go through with it call me.”

“You do know that you’ll pay for this don’t you?”

“I’m sure I will but remember the rules. I’m not to get arrested or fired or injured. Besides you’ve already seen to it that my boss has seen me in your panties.

“I’ll keep all of that in mind.”

Jan called Don Saturday morning and when he answered she just said, “Traitor.”

laughed and said, “Hey I’m like Sweden, I’m neutral in all of this. I’m just an instrument of your games.”

“If you’ll remember your history Sweden wasn’t always as neutral as it claimed it was. So what time works for you?”

“How about after lunch? Better yet come for lunch and I’ll make you my famous chicken Caesar salad.”

“Famous?”

“Well it will be one day I’m sure. I’ll even serve a nice white wine to help you through your trials. Then when you’re ready you can face the challenge.”

“How long has this been in the planning?”

“I’ll answer all of your questions after it’s all over.”

“So about twelve?”

“Twelve works.”

“So if in the future I need your assistance to get him you’ll be happy to help.”

“Absolutely. My entertainment comes from watching you two try to do each other one better.”

Okay I’ll see you at twelve. Don all the other craziness aside, thanks for inviting me to lunch.”

“It’s my pleasure my sweet.”

Don was waiting for Jan and gave her a nice embrace and a peck on the lips. “Hungry?”

“I can’t wait to taste this salad and wine.”

“Excellent, want to go right to it or have a taste of wine first.”

“Wine first sounds good.” He poured two glasses of wine and raised his glass saying, “To my very pretty and very good friend.”

“Thank you and she tasted the wine. “Oh that is so smooth.”

“I’m glad you like it.” “So do you have a lady in your life yet?”

“Of course I do, I have you.”

“Don you’re so sweet but I’m serious.”

“No and I’m not looking yet.”

“Well at least you said yet and not something like I’ll never look.”

“I just need a little more time.” When her glass was nearing empty she said, “Okay I’m ready for lunch.” He took her arm in his and walked her to the kitchen and seated her. “This is pretty royal treatment. Are you giving me my last meal?”

He laughed and said, “Not at all.” He served her and then himself and they had lunch of salad and more wine.

“You’re right, this might be famous one day. It’s very good.”

“I’m glad you approve.”

“Any time you want to invite me for this salad I’m all yours.”

“I’ll remember that.”

After lunch he put their dishes in the sink and topped off her glass and she said, “Trying to get me drunk?”

“Oh no that might spoil everything.”

“Are you sure you’re not on his side?”

“I promise you I am not. This is all his creation.”

“I know you’re just an instrument that he’s using.”

“Exactly.”

She put her wine glass on the counter and said, “Okay, give me the information.” Don handed her a large manila envelope and she opened it to find a long satin obi or sash and the note. “My pretty Jan here is the challenge. You will stand behind Don and unfasten his pants and let them drop to the floor. Then you must take the obi and put it around you and around Don’s lower hips and tie it tightly in front of him and finishing by tying a nice bow. Once Don is in his skivvies and the two of you are bound together the test is over. It’s that simple.

Just be sure the obi is tied tight and it’s around Don’s lower hips and not his waist.”

She looked at the note and the satin obi and said, “He can’t be serious. Don I can’t take your pants off of you.”

Don shrugged and said, “Well I’ll have my back to you and besides I’ll be in my canlı bahis siteleri boxers.”

“So you will be wearing something. I mean this isn’t a stunt where you’ll be bare assed.”

“Oh no I can promise you my sweet butt will be covered.”

“And you won’t suddenly turn around or something like that.”

“Nope, I won’t move and in fact I can’t even help you tie the obi.”

“This is all his idea.”

“One hundred percent and if you ask me for ideas to help you get back at him I won’t help you.”

“Okay. Let me think about this one because it can’t be as simple as he says it is. There has to be a big surprise or scare involved.”

“Take your time.” Jan looked at the obi and even tied and untied it to see if there was any way that was rigged. Then she read the note again. She just couldn’t find any reason not to do it. And besides it was just Don and her so it wasn’t like she had to worry about being embarrassed in some way.

“Okay Don I just can’t see any reason not to do this. I sure don’t want to listen to the two of you crow if I were to back out.”

“I’m neutral remember?”

“Yeah like you wouldn’t say something. Okay let’s do it.”

“I need a minute to get ready myself.”

“Now you promised you wouldn’t be naked or whatever.”

“And that promise still stands. Make yourself comfortable while I go into the living room. I’ll call you in five minutes or less and when you come in I’ll have my back to you.”

“So all I have to do is walk up behind you.”

That’s right.”

“And remove your pants.”

“That’s right too.”

“Then tie the obi around us.”

“At my lower hip level and tightly with a bow at the end.”

“Right, bow at the end.” Don kissed her cheek and left the room.

Chapter Three

He called her a couple of minutes later and said, “I’m ready Jan.” She went in and stopped as soon as she saw him. Just as he had said he was standing with his feet slightly apart and his back to her.

“Okay stud are you ready?”

“The stud is ready for you my sweet.” She was a good six inches shorter than he was so when she walked up behind her all she could see was his tee shirt pulled tight over his muscular back. Even though she couldn’t see anything just the idea that she was going to take Don’s pants down had her pulse jumping. She reached around him very cautiously and found his belt buckle.

“This should be so easy but I’m shaking a little.”

“No need to rush.” She pulled on his belt and unfastened it and then found his zipper.

“My God Don I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

“I have to say I love this but it would have more meaning if I could be looking into your pretty eyes.”

“Oh God Don stop saying those things.” With the zipper down she found the hook at his waist band and undid that. “Can you feel my hands shaking?”

Don put one of his hands on hers and said, “They really are shaking. Haven’t you ever taken a man’s pants down before?”

“Well of course…oh God this is just too much.” His pants didn’t just drop so she had to give them a little tug until she felt them start to slide down his legs. She saw his boxers and the contour of his butt and then his thighs as the pants dropped to the floor and her heart went even faster. Jan had the obi around her neck so she pulled that down and put it around behind her and brought the ends out in front of Don as far as she could reach. She carefully tied a half knot then and with it around her waist and his lower hips she pulled it as tight as she could and then started the bow. She formed the two loops then and as she tried to keep the half knot tight pulled the bow tight and felt to make sure it was secure. It was then that she almost screamed. Instead she froze and her hands moved slightly. “Oh my God Don. Oh my God, oh my God no. “Oh damn it, damn him…”

“Jan honey it’s okay, it’s okay.”

“No it isn’t okay Don, you don’t understand.” He twisted until he could get his arm around her and pulled her close to him.

“Honey relax it isn’t what you think it was.”

She grabbed his waist and buried her face into his side and said, “I felt your…your hardness…your…”

“No you didn’t Jan.”

“Damn it Don I did.” She was really upset then and reached to his front and found the hardness. “See it’s right here…”

“See it’s just warm rubber Jan honey it’s not me.” Her hand moved down and felt the underside and then felt the harness that held it in place. But she also just happened to feel Don’s real hardness too. She jerked her hand away and pretended that hadn’t happened.

She finally said, “Oh my God Don my heart is about to jump out of my chest. She grabbed his hand and put it to her chest just above her left breast and said, “Feel that, I feel like I could explode.” The obi was still tied around them, so he untied that and pulled her against him. He looked at her and saw that her face was flushed a bright red so he pulled her close against him. He put the side of her face to his chest and tucked his head over hers in a very close and protective embrace as her arms pulled them together even closer. “Oh damn him.”

He caressed her face and kissed the top of her head and said, “You’re okay now. I don’t think he ever expected you to react so strongly and I didn’t either.”

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The Bet, Ch. 03

We carried our bet out to the end of the regular season and continued it through the playoffs. Each sexual adventure getting better with our added practice. But the wager was almost at an end, for the Super Bowl was upon us. This time each of us chose a different team. Winner takes all.

I sat on the couch watching the game – New England Patriots vs. Carolina Panthers – no longer sure if I wanted to win or lose, since I scored either way. So far, though, it was a close game, and I looked forward to the ending with great anticipation. One last time he was going to be mine, and as it did whenever I thought of being with him, my pussy swelled with anticipation.

Needless to say, I lost. Needless because I had completely tanked the playoffs. I couldn’t understand how I had managed to do so well during regular season, yet managed to bomb so badly now. But there it was. Not that losing had necessarily been a bad thing. So far I had been enjoying the hell out of it, and I was sure that this last time I would enjoy it once more.

Since Sean’s norm over the last few weeks had been to email me messages with instructions regarding where I was to meet him and when, I was surprised to see him waiting at my desk when I walked in Monday morning.

“Hello,” I said with a smile, pleased to see his happy face first thing in the morning.

“Good Morning. Disappointed that you lost?” He leaned one hip against my desk, folding his arms as though daring me to say that I was. He looked relaxed and comfortable, and I felt as though something had changed between us. However without confirmation of that belief, I was unwilling to let myself trust the instinct.

“Maybe a little. After all, it’d be nice to go out on top.” I looked at him from underneath my eyelashes and caught him as he rolled his eyes and choked back surprised laughter.

“Perhaps you still will… come on top, that is.” A smile twinkled in his eyes.

I felt my heart squeeze with emotion as I watched him. It would be difficult to let him go, but, since our relationship was still hidden from general knowledge, I held no belief that he felt the same way. Familiar with the strictly sexual relationship from experience, I simply prepared myself to say goodbye as best I could.

He cleared his throat, and I looked up at him. “Now, for those instructions. I’d like to pick you up at your apartment at seven o’clock, Saturday night. I was thinking that maybe we could go on a date or something. Celebrate the end of a beautiful football season.”

I looked down quickly, attempting to squelch a sudden feeling of depression that swept over me. Looking like the end of a beautiful, orgasmic friendship too, I thought. Forcing a smile, I glanced up at him and nodded, then looked back down again, attempting to appear busy organizing the work that had piled up on my desk overnight.

Sean’s arms were suddenly wrapped around my waist from behind, and I felt his head rub the side of my neck. I giggled in response to his nuzzling as he said, “Hey, don’t be so glum, chum,” his voice dropping to a deep, husky whisper. “After all, I think you’re really going to like what I have planned.” Then with a kiss and a tiny little nibble on my neck, which sent a shiver down my spine, he left.

It was going to be a long week.

*******

I spent all Saturday getting ready. Wanting to please and surprise him, I shaved from head to toe. Well, if I wanted to be technical about it, I suppose I should say I shaved from underarm to toe, but the end result was the same. I was bare and baby smooth in every spot that counted. Finally, pushing the envelope just a bit, I chose a short mini skirt and white form-fitting sweater to wear, leaving off my bra and underwear. I wouldn’t need them anyway, and I hoped the sight of my hard nipples through the fabric would fuel his desire. I also, just for fun, added a flavored nipple cream to the mix and added a few light spritzes of perfume in mysterious places he could have fun finding. Two, I had learned over the weeks, could actually play the game, even if only one of us could have control of it.

At precisely 7:00 p.m., Sean’s car pulled up in front of my apartment building, and I watched through the window as he made his way to the door. He was dressed simply, jeans and a sweatshirt, but it was a look I loved on him. Made me want to simultaneously cuddle with him and rip off his clothes. I groaned. Already, just with the sight of him, I was hot, wet, and ready, that effect he had over my body never fading after all these weeks.

He knocked on the door, and I went to open it, suddenly nervous, excited, and saddened all at the same time. Was this really to be our last time together? With no more inspiration to fuel us on, I didn’t know if he’d want to continue our… What? Hell, I didn’t even know what to call it. Was it a fling? A relationship? illegal bahis Sighing, I came to the conclusion once again that it probably didn’t really matter. I’d simply commit as much of it to memory as I could. To savor. To relive. To masturbate to. The last thought brought a grin to my face, and I knew my eyes lit up with it.

“Hi” I said happily.

“Hey there, you sexy little thing,” he grinned and I could feel myself start to glow. My nipples were already stiff peaks of excitement and I waited for him to notice them through the sweater. It didn’t take long.

“No bra?” His eyebrows rose. “That’s not playing fair. I wonder… is there anything else I should know?”

I spread my legs just a tad and watched as his eyes drifted down to my legs. I hoped he would take the bait I was offering and go exploring with those long, sexy hands of his. “Maybe. Maybe not. I guess you’ll just have to find out for yourself.”

He chuckled and I jumped as I suddenly felt his hands on my mound. His eyes instantly darkened with desire and I hid a smile as his breathing became heavy.

“You shaved,” he said with a groan. “And no panties either. Tsk…tsk…tsk…Just what, I wonder, should we do about that?”

Saying nothing, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his fingers pulling me apart to sink into the heart of me. But it was over too soon, and I sighed.

“Soon. It will happen soon enough,” he chuckled. Sounding chagrined he added, “Mostly, because I now have a hard-on that is getting more painful by the moment.”

He looked down at me smiling and I smiled in return, nuzzling his neck with my nose, loving the scent of him. He grabbed my hand, and together we left.

Game time.

******* Every year after the Pro Super Bowl, the high school alumni association challenges the current football team to a lesser version of the match. Fanfare and celebrations perk up the little town, and for one night people leave the warmth and sanctuary of their house to revel in it. Cars line the streets for blocks, and students urge people to park in the lots for a small fee to support various activities. As I watched Sean maneuver the car into one of the lots closest to the high school, I couldn’t hide the look of surprise that came into my eyes. After weeks of hiding our relationship we were going to the one place guaranteed to grab the attention of all who saw us. He turned and grinned at me. After grabbing a blanket from the back seat, we were off.

It had been fifteen years since I had graduated from this high school and yet it looked exactly the same as it had when I was a student. The only change to the football field was the addition of covered bleachers. With Oregon’s tendency toward rain, I couldn’t help but think that this was one of the best improvements imaginable.

The bleachers were full to busting and people milled around on the sidelines as they waited for the teams to charge onto the field for the beginning of the game. As we climbed the stairs to find seats we called out to friends and neighbors we knew, talked about various local happenings, and I started to question my decision to go bare, as anyone looking up at us from below had a full view of what I wasn’t hiding. As we neared the top of the stands, we both stopped and turned at the sound of a very familiar voice coming from below, our boss.

“It’s about damn time you two realized you’re perfect for each other.” He said happily. “Have a good time tonight, you two.”

We watched him walk away and I leaned toward Sean whispering, “If he only knew.”

Sean laughed and replied, “Honey, from his position below you, I’d imagine he does know.” Sean winked at me and as I caught his meaning my face heated with embarrassment. Tugging on Sean’s hand I urged him, to his laughing delight, to hurriedly continue our climb. Finally, we found seats on the very top bleacher overlooking the field and Sean spread the blanket over us. It was an easy togetherness, especially now that I wasn’t showing myself to my boss, I thought ruefully.

The game started and Sean whispered in my ear, “First quarter… and first base”.

I laughed. “First base? I think you have your games confused.”

He grinned and grabbed my hand jostling it a little bit. “First base.”

We held hands through the first quarter, only separating them to clap and cheer. It was cute and sexy at the same time. I was amazed that the simple act could make me so giddy with excitement. Almost as though I was a teenager in high school and had just realized that the boy I liked seemed to feel the same.

By the end of the first quarter, the kids were ahead of the adults by 14 and the temperature had dropped about five degrees, but, cuddled under the blanket with Sean, holding hands, I didn’t care about either. I snuggled closer, wanting more of him. Yet, it was at this moment that he withdrew his hand from mine. I looked up into his eyes only to be greeted by his smile.

“We can’t stay at first illegal bahis siteleri base forever. After all, it’s the start of the second quarter. It’s time for second base.”

I shook my head and replied with amusement. “You’re nuts.”

I felt his arm wrap around my back, and heard his soft laughter, his warm breath cascading down my neck in waves as he leaned toward me. At the soft touch of his lips to my neck, I turned my head towards him and raised my eyes to his, only to find him watching me. His hazel eyes were warm and full of expectation, and my stomach flip-flopped as I watched his gaze leisurely and seductively lower to my mouth. Instinctively I moistened my lips. The noise of the crowd faded away.

His mouth descended to mine, and his lips caressed more than kissed. The softness of their touch moved languidly back and forth over mine as they parted in response. His tongue poked out to trace the outside edge of my lips before finally nudging its way into my mouth.

I wanted him so much, always and still. I couldn’t be too close or have enough of him. It was as though he fed something deep inside of me that had been starving until I met him, and the realization of that hunger filled me with desperation. Opening my mouth, I hungrily drew him in and devoured. The coarseness of his tongue, the contours of his teeth, the lingering taste of mint. I savored them.

I felt his hand creep beneath the blanket and the soft touch of his palm brushed upward along my bare leg. Higher and higher it climbed pausing to toy with the hem of my skirt, lifting it. His fingertips crept between my thighs and gently nudged them apart. Trembling, I grabbed for the sides of his sweatshirt for support and, ever so slightly, parted my thighs. Cool air rushing up from below toyed with the moisture seeping from my hole, adding to the awareness of my yearning for him. His fingertips softly brushed against the outer lips of my womanhood before slowly parting them and caressing the folds hidden inside.

Finally, we broke apart and ended the kiss and I drew in a shaky breath. The heat reflecting in his eyes mirrored the heat racing through my body. I took a moment to look away from him in an attempt to calm my racing nerves and caught the eye of an older couple that had been looking on. They both smiled a knowing smile, and I returned it, feeling a mixture of companionship and silent understanding. They had once been in this position too, I thought. They knew passion, and it made me feel good sharing their secret. I looked back at Sean to see if he had witnessed the exchange and was met with a slow, sexy smile. Without speaking, Sean grabbed the blanket, grabbed my hand, and together amid a few cheers from the people that had seen our kiss, we made our way down the bleachers.

“I have a surprise for you.”

I looked at Sean, still a little dazed from the intensity of our kiss, curiosity on my face. This evening was full of surprises so one more definitely wasn’t going to hurt anything.

“Not going to ask what it is, huh?”

I shook my head, a smile toying at my lips. I was content to wait and actually be surprised but amused at the little kid in him wanting to spill the beans early.

At the bottom of the stands, we started toward the opposite side of the field where the visitors usually sat. When the school added the covered stands they chose to move the old seating area, complete with announcer’s booth, to the other side, viewing it as an improvement to the old visitor seating area. It was full of people as well, and when we arrived, we repeated the hellos and conversations of earlier as we made our way to the top. Instead of locating seats, however, Sean went up to the vacant announcers loft and opened the door, guiding me inside.

It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the darkness inside but when things finally started to come into focus, I noticed that on the floor of the loft lay an inflatable mattress. Sean stepped towards it and covered it with the blanket. A few fat pillows were dropped in various spots and on the desk below the bank of windows sat a bottle of champagne and two glasses. Warm air caressed my skin and I realized that someone must have turned on the small space heater prior to our arrival. The corners of my mouth twitched in amusement and I made a mental note to ask if he had ever been a boy scout. As prepared as he was, he probably earned his patches early.

Cheers, loud and sudden, broke through the night, and I turned as the closing of the door suddenly muted them. I heard the click of the lock and watched as Sean tested the door to make sure of its security. Unexpectedly, nervous knots tied themselves in the pit of my stomach.

“So…” I hesitated unsure if I should ask the question. “Is this my surprise?” I looked around the 8-foot by 10-foot space of building with what I hoped was a look of appropriate pleasure. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to be happy that we were now enclosed in the home of a few dozen canlı bahis siteleri creepy crawly things. I attempted a wide smile and looked at Sean for an answer.

With a look of amusement from beneath his lowered lashes, he shook his head with exaggerated slowness. “No.”

The boards creaked as he walked toward me, and I could feel a blush spread over my arms and face. I was amazed that I could feel so insecure only an hour after feeling like a little sex kitten. “Oh… okay. What’s my surprise then?”

“Patience. You didn’t want to know earlier, so now you have to wait.”

I pursed my lips into a pout and felt the warmth of his as they covered mine for a fleeting second, then felt a tingling of excitement in the pit of my stomach as his fingertips traced their way down my arms. They paused at the cuffs of my sleeves, toying with the fabric. I looked down as his breathing warmed my skin. With painstaking slowness, he brought his lips to mine again and this time rested there, nibbling on my bottom lip with his teeth.

I felt his touch at my waist and pulled away from his mouth as my sweater was drawn up over my head. I felt the softness of my hair brush against my back as my head dropped backward opening up the expanse of skin on my neck. He took the hint, and his lips and teeth descended to nibble and kiss, sending tingles down my spine.

The fabric of my skirt brushed my skin as it fell away from my body and landed at my feet. I stood naked in his arms. I pulled my arms in and cuddled into the coziness of his sweatshirt, feeling protected and sexy as his fingers once again traced down my skin sending electric currents racing through me.

On tiptoes I placed my lips on his, greedy for another taste of him. I felt my feet leave the floor as he lifted me up to straddle his waist, and then without warning we were both tumbling down on the blanket beneath our feet. His body pressed intimately with mine, his clothing against my nakedness and the thrill of the naughtiness of the act making me wet with anticipation. He ground against me and I moaned with pleasure wanting and needing to feel him inside my body.

His mouth left mine once again and I whimpered at the feeling of abandonment, but then I realized his destination. My legs opened as he kissed his way down my body, pausing to bite on each of my nipples eliciting a cry of mixed pain and pleasure. I writhed on the blanket, the anticipation of the moment doing nearly as much for me as the actual act would have. But even in that, I realized, I was wrong. He had a patience that far out-weighed mine, and I nearly died when I discovered that he was still minutes away from final capture.

Suddenly, his fervor gentled and he paused. He seemed thoughtful for a moment and I felt him move back up to my breasts. I looked down as his tongue stroked broadly over my breast and then retreated into his mouth.

His brows drew together and a look of confusion crossed his face, “What the hell?” he whispered to himself.

My stomach bounced with the force of my quiet, responding laughter. I had completely forgotten about the flavored nipple cream. His eyes darted upward to meet mine and the look of puzzlement sent my giggles upward. As I struggled to control myself, he finished licking off the flavoring from my left breast before moving over to the right.

“Mmm… Strawberry.”

I waited for him to lick the flavoring off of the right nipple, still stifling laughter, but instead he chose to close his entire mouth around my breast and suck hard. I gasped in response and moaned with appreciation of his suckling. Momentarily leaving my breasts he launched himself up for a quick kiss before heading further south. A heaviness expanded in my chest. A force of emotion born from the joy in knowing that he could make me feel such happiness and pleasure almost simultaneously. Simple delight in just being with him. It took over and sent a rush of adrenaline crashing upward making me lightheaded and dizzy.

I felt his hands beneath my knees as they lifted and pulled, placing my feet on the ground and spreading my knees apart. His fingertips touched my baby bare skin and pulled the lips of my pussy apart exposing all of my hidden treasures to his eyes. Cool air hit places that had never felt the chill before and I felt my clit swell in reaction as the moisture from my cunt trailed its way down to my asshole tickling me.

He massaged my pussy lips with his thumbs gently moving up and down from the top folds down to the thin folds guarding my slit, over and over in a slow gentle motion as his breath caressed my skin. One finger found the moisture and used it to circle around my hole until finally easing its way inside me, circling inside the tightness of my body. But that wasn’t enough. I wanted his mouth on me!

I grabbed onto the blanket above my head for leverage as I attempted to arch my hips toward the heat of his mouth and I cried out in triumph as the broad stroke of his tongue swept up my pussy from the base of my cunt to my clit, circling there and then receding back downward in a slow circling motion. His tongue once again found my hole and I felt it poke itself inside, slowly fucking my pussy in a sweet stabbing motion.

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After I read Katy’s note, I rolled back over and drifted off in sleep again and didn’t wake up until I heard the shower running in a bathroom just off the bedroom. Groggily, I got up, pulled my underwear on, and went to the door, thinking Katy might have returned and jumped in for a moment.

It wasn’t her. By the time I realized that, I was standing inside the bathroom. The woman in the shower had long, dark hair and a slimmer figure than Katy. I recognized her from the party, but couldn’t place the name.

She suddenly turned around, but didn’t look startled. “Hey, tiger,” the woman said. “My sister wouldn’t shut up about you before she left for work. You gave her quite a treat last night.”

Abby, I quickly recalled, was Katy’s sister and very flirty at the party, if I remembered accurately through the buzz I had going.

“Really? What did she say?” I asked.

“Best. Ever. At. Eating. Pussy!” she said, clearly not bothered by the fact that she was showering in front of someone who she had just met the night before and that had just fucked her sister.

I smiled and said, “I’ll take that …”

As she shut off the water and emerged from the shower, Abby smiled as well. “I owe you one for that. My sister has been a raving bitch lately. She needed a good fuck, but I wasn’t going to push her off on just anyone. She needed a good dick and he had to be someone nice, but willing to take her hard.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” I said, handing her a towel and turning to step out the bathroom and give Abby her privacy.

“You don’t need to leave,” she said. “Listen … talking with Katy got me pretty fuckin’ horny, so if you don’t mind, I wanna find out if she was telling the truth,” she said, dropping the towel to reveal her slim frame and a neatly trimmed dark bush.

Abby walked over to me and said, “She got to you before I did, you know?”

“And since she’s gone, I’m ready for my turn. This isn’t about making love, this is about fucking.”

You might think that since I fucked her sister the night illegal bahis before that I hesitated.

Or maybe that I stopped to consider that fucking Abby would be a mistake.

Maybe you’re thinking … but I didn’t.

Nope.

I just pulled her toward me and we kissed hungrily, tongues intertwined in our mouths, as my hands kneaded her firm ass cheeks. Abby broke the kiss to moan loudly and pulled me back to the bedroom, where she jumped up on the bed and laid back, practically begging me to eat her pussy.

But, I climbed up on the bed, pulled my underwear to my mid-thigh and pulled Abby’s mouth onto my cock, where she took the hint quite nicely and feverishly sucked my rigid tool, as I kicked my underwear onto the floor next to the bed.

“That’s it,” I told her. “Get that cock nice and hard and I’ll show you exactly what you missed last night.”

Katy was a gifted cocksucker, but Abby outdid her by squeezing my sack as she deepthroated my thickness. Her aggressive slurping mouth had me fully engorged in no time. She also stared into my eyes while she sucked my cock, giving me a little wink after I told her that she was just as amazing as her sister.

Abby quickly worked the head of my raging cock, sucking in small circles as her tiny hand slowly worked the shaft and she softly ran her ruby red nails over my balls. I ran my fingers through her dark hair as her green eyes continued gazing into mine.

After a few more minutes of sucking, Abby pulled her slurping mouth from my cock and breathlessly stated, “Time to fuck me.”

“Katy knew how to ask nicely,” I chided.

“Please …” she begged, with full, pouty lips.

I sat up and kissed her as I eased her onto her back with my cock pressed against her neatly trimmed pussy. I kissed her neck and worked down to Abby’s collarbone area as she moaned and begged for me to fuck her. Then, I dropped down and slid my wet tongue across her beautiful, fresh-smelling pussy.

“Oh, fuck,” she said, breathless. “I wanted your dick inside me, but that’ll illegal bahis siteleri do.”

I sat up suddenly. “You know what? I think I’d like to sixty-nine you, instead,” I said, pulling her up and on top of me with her head in my lap as I pushed my tongue into her dripping gash.

“No problem,” she said, grabbing my hard cock and wrapping her mouth around it as she groaned loudly.

As her mouth worked overtime on my rod, I started running my tongue from her clit to the base of her pussy. I held her lips open and tongued her clit, while she began to moan. Her mouth pumped up and down, nearly enveloping me every stroke.

I upped my game by quickly slipping two fingers into her juicy cunt and sliding them back and forth while diddling her clit with my thumb. Her moans gave me an indication that a great orgasm was on the way and within a few minutes, her hips were gyrating as I finger-fucked her to a full leg-shaking climax.

I sat up, licked my fingers and quickly lubed the tip of my dick before slapping the head against her clit to tease her. She protested, so I slipped the head of my cock inside her wet snatch as she writhed underneath me.

Slowly, I eased my cock into her slippery cunt. I started slowly, but then built up my pace until I was fucking her semi-hard, but not rough.

“Yes, fuck it just like that,” she begged.

As I railed her, I rubbed her clit with the thumb of my left hand. She arched her back up off the bed and her quick moans turned into a long, slow one as she came yet again.

Rolling her over onto her stomach, I slipped my cock into her again. Within a few minutes, I was pounding Abby’s cunt aggressively, as I held her by her shoulders and her moans filled the room, despite her face being buried in a small pile of bed linens.

Then, after rolling her over on her back, I pulled her pussy to my face and begin eating her. As I tongued her well-trimmed snatch, Abby started grinding on my mouth and moaning sweetly. “Oh, God, Katy was right … you ARE good at this …”

A canlı bahis siteleri few minutes later, Abby’s orgasm shook through her body and she pulled me up to her face. Hot passionate kisses from her were only stopped by her begging me for one thing …

“Fuck me in the ass,” she said.

“Yeah?” I replied. “That what you need?”

“Yes, fuck my ass,” she said a second time, with a slight throaty whisper. “A little something to set myself apart from my sister.”

I rolled her over again to all fours and kissed down her back to her ass, which I kissed before sloppily rimming her pretty asshole to provide some lubrication for my cock.

“Ooooh, that’s nice,” she cooed, as I flicked my tongue across her pucker. “Don’t be afraid. You won’t kill me,” she said.

“Fuck my ass … Please.”

I rolled her over on her stomach again and placed the head of my raging stiff cock against her pucker. She looked back … and I pushed the head in, eliciting a loud groan. I eased forward and filled her a little more, now trying to find the rhythm to fuck her tight ass.

She reached down with her left hand and played with her clit while I worked myself in and out of her, finding a steady stroke as she moaned. “Oh my god, that feels so … fucking … good,” she said, as her body shook and she bucked forward. My dick popped out of her and I watched her trembling body finish its pleasure spasm.

As she lay prone on the bed, panting, I eased my cock back into her ass again and stroked anew. Her shrieking told me she was close to another orgasm, but I could feel the cum welling up inside me.

Her shaking orgasm pushed me over edge and I pushed deep into her canal and felt my cum filling her asshole.

“Yeah, that’s it” she said. “Fill it up. Fill me up. Shoot that cum in my ass.”

After a few seconds of shuddering through my nut filling her, I pulled my cock from her, as she groaned.

“That’s the deepest I’ve ever taken it in my ass,” Abby said. “Fuck, Katy was right, you are the champ!”

“Now I have to shower all over again,” she said, with pouty lips. “Join me?”

I couldn’t move. I was drained.

“Before you go back to sleep, you should know, I’m good at keeping secrets … but I might need a little reminder every once in while … OK?

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“Oh fuck John, don’t stop. Please, I’m so close,” Tiffany screeches.

I lean forward and grab hold of her bouncing tits and start pulling her back as I ram her pussy from behind. Her hot pussy grips my cock tight as her orgasm races through her body. She begins to quiver as she tries to control the uncontrollable. Her head goes back and she screams as the orgasm she’s been trying to hold back breaks free and takes control of her body. As her pussy spasms around my erection, a steady flow of juices runs out of her, giving me the extra lubrication I need to continue my assault.

This is actually her second powerful orgasm since we woke up this morning and I found her in our new kitchen working on breakfast. The first one came as she was cooking breakfast. I snuck up behind her and started to kiss her neck while she scrambled the eggs for our omelets. It wasn’t long before my erection was pushing between her lips and entering her body. She pretended to protest, but it was all an act. An act I know oh so well.

Over the past several months, I’ve come home only to find her in the kitchen wearing nothing but underwear and an apron. At first I thought she was doing it to be a tease, but after a while, I realized she enjoyed it immensely.

Since we moved into the new house, it has only become more commonplace and this morning was no different. Now she doesn’t even bother with the underwear.

So, after our first romp before breakfast, I am now finishing off breakfast by taking her while we wash the dishes together. Since I’ve already cum once, I think this is going to take a while but Tiffany has other ideas. Just as her orgasm is slowing, I reach between her legs and lightly rub her clit which ramps up her orgasm again.

Tiffany surprises me by reaching between her legs and squeezing my balls. Just as her orgasm reaches its climax, I begin so shoot rope after rope of hot, steaming cum into her waiting pussy. The extra heat from m orgasm pushes her over the edge and we both grunt through our mutual orgasms.

I slow my thrusting and start to soften which allows our combined juices to run down her legs. I kiss her neck as we both start to calm down and she reaches behind me to grab my ass, holding me against her.

“I love Sunday mornings,” she says after I completely slip out of her.

“Hmm, me too,” I agree.

Tiffany grabs a dish towel and wipes our juices from between her legs. She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me. “So, what do you have planned for today?”

“Absolutely nothing. I thought we could just sit outside and relax. “Does that sound good to you?”

“I think I can handle that. Only one problem with your plan.”

“What’s that?” I ask confused.

“We are having dinner with my family for my sister’s birthday. We’re supposed to be there by one for an early dinner.”

“Damn. It feels like we never have time to just sit around.”

“I know. I have a long weekend coming up in a few weeks. Why don’t we go away for the weekend? I’ll make sure I have all of my papers graded and you clear your schedule. I’ll give you the exact dates later.”

“Is there someplace you have in mind?”

“Anywhere that we can be alone works for me.”

“I’ll make the plans and let you know.”

We finish cleaning up from breakfast and then shower and get dressed for her sister’s party. After the party, we pull up to the house and a strange car is parked in front of the garage.

“Are you expecting anyone?” I ask Tiffany.

“No, you?”

“No.”

“Should we call the cops?”

“Uh, no. Just keep your phone handy.”

We get out of the car and start to walk to the house when Pup comes running around from the side. “I thought we left him in the house,” Tiffany says.

“We did.”

“I’m calling the police.”

“No. If it was someone breaking into the house, I don’t think Pup would be playing. Let’s see who’s back there.”

I follow Pup around to the backyard and stop short when I see him playing with someone. The person looks up and I can’t think of anything to say.

“John, do you know her?” Tiffany asks.

“Yeah. This is Judy.”

“Your ex-girlfriend Judy?”

“Yes.”

“What’s she doing here?”

Still staring at Judy, I say, “I don’t know.”

Tiffany walks past me to within a few feet of Judy. Judy looks amazing but my only thoughts are of what is about to happen, so quickly I move to stand next to Tiffany.

“Hi,” I say lamely.

“Hi, John,” she says in a low voice. “It’s good to see you again.”

I swallow nervously. “This is my fiancée, Tiffany.” Judy doesn’t look surprised at my introduction. “You knew about her.”

“I knew you were engaged. Heather told me.” She licks her lips nervously. I look deep into her blue eyes and see a sadness that was never there before. I wonder if it is because of my engagement.

“Then why did you come here?”

“I wanted to see you again and hoped you would want to see me.”

“Even though you knew I’m engaged.”

She nods her head. “My mom died last month.”

Now bahis firmaları I know why the sadness is there. “I’m so sorry,” was all I could manage to say.

To my surprise, Tiffany starts to walk towards the house. “Would you like a drink?” she asks.

Judy looks at her for the first time, her face showing her shock. “Yes, please,” she manages to say.

“We’ve got beer or I can make us something a little stronger.”

“A beer is fine. Thank you.”

Tiffany just nods her head in response and walks into the house. Pup is still laying at Judy’s feet, his feet in the air waiting for Tiffany to scratch his belly. She bends down to make him happy and all the times she did that while we were together come flooding back.

“How’s Maggie?”

“She’s good. I almost brought her with me, but didn’t think she’d enjoy the ride. She was depressed after we left.”

“So, why did you come back?” I ask.

Judy doesn’t look up and continues to play with Pup. “I didn’t know you would have moved on so fast.”

“It’s been a year.”

“I know.” She takes a deep breath, and to Pup’s disappointment, stands up to face me. “I came back because I miss you and I thought I could try to win you back. After I found out you were engaged, I went back to my hotel and cried for a while, realizing I’d missed my chance. I was ready to go home when I decided I just needed to see you again.”

“But why?”

“Because you weren’t just some guy. I realized that after I’d moved home. You were my friend and someone I could talk to. I was miserable back home. There were so many times I wanted to call, but always chickened out.”

“You still haven’t said why you are here now.”

Judy takes a deep breath before continuing. “Because I really need a friend and you are my only friend.”

I stare at her for a while, not able to think of anything to say. I’m torn between wanting to hold her and send her away. “Come sit down,” is all I can manage.

She follows me over to the table on the patio and takes a seat across from me just as Tiffany joins us with three beers. After handing one to Judy, Tiffany moves a chair directly next to me and makes an obvious show that I’m hers by leaning over and kissing me.

I look into Tiffany’s eyes and give her a small smile. She smiles back at me and sits down. Pup has taken a seat next to Judy which Tiffany notices but keeps quiet about.

“You’re pretty amazing,” Judy says to Tiffany.

“How so?”

“If our roles were reversed, there is no way in hell I’d be sitting here with you.”

Tiffany tilts her head before saying anything. “Don’t be mistaken. I’m not happy that you are here. John’s told me about you and how he felt about you. You should know speaks very fondly of you and still cares about you. But he’s mine and I will do whatever it takes to keep him.”

Tiffany’s tone is very calm, but I know here better than that. Judy doesn’t flinch though. “I’m not here to steal him. I know him well enough to know that there is nothing I can do to pull him away. I’m here because I need a friend to talk to.”

The two girls stare at each other and the tension is getting to be too much until Tiffany nods her head. I can feel her relax even though we aren’t touching and I notice Judy’s shoulders drop. I sip my drink as I wonder what is going to happen next. I feel like I’ve got no control over what is happening.

Tiffany pushes her chair back and walks towards the house. “Come on Pup,” she calls over her shoulder and Pup rushes into the house with Tiffany. “Take your time. I’m going to watch some television and then take a shower.”

“You’ve got your hands full with that one,” Judy mutters.

“Yeah,” I answer, not taking my eyes from the door.

“I’m glad you’ve found someone who loves you that much. That’s the kind of girl you deserve.”

I turn to look at Judy who is staring at me. “That’s why I’m marrying her.”

“She just better treat you right or I’ll do something about it.”

“She does. Better than I deserve.”

Neither one of us says anything for a while as we stare at one another. I can’t imagine what is going through her mind. Judy is absolutely gorgeous and I can’t help remembering all the good times we had together. We managed to pack a lot into six months.

“I really am sorry about your mom,” I say after the silence becomes too much.

“Thanks. She’s in a much better place. At least she’s not hurting anymore.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Not really.”

“Okay. Then tell me why you needed to see me so badly.”

“I was going to see if there could be anything between us again. I’ve got nothing keeping me back home and am thinking about moving back here.”

“What about your family?”

“They only wanted me back to take care of mom. With her gone, they’ve pulled away again. I thought things would be different, but they aren’t.”

“I’m not sure moving here would be a good idea. Tiffany is cool with you being here right now, but she feels pretty certain it’s only for tonight. If she thinks you’re going kaçak iddaa to stay longer, she will not be so cool.”

“I know,” Tiffany says sadly. “I guess deep down I hoped I’d show up and you would come running to me. I just have no place else to go.” Tears start to roll down her cheeks and it takes all of my willpower to not take her into my arms. My heart is aching to see her like this, but I refuse to risk Tiffany by going to her.

“Judy, I wish you hadn’t come here.”

Her head drops and she begins to walk away. I make no move to go to her. Judy walks around the house towards her car. I wait to hear the car door, but the sound never comes. I slowly drink my beer and realize my hand is shaking like crazy.

I look up when I hear the door to the porch open and can’t believe my eyes when Tiffany walks out holding Judy. Judy’s face is a mess as the tears have washed the mascara from her eyes and down her cheeks.

“I saw her sitting next to her car crying,” Tiffany says softly. “I’m going to put her in the guest suite. Go get her bag from the car.” My mouth drops and all I can do is stare. Tiffany turns back but stops when she sees me not moving. “Come on, go.”

The slamming door gets me moving and I get the bags and deliver them to the room. The door is shut, so I knock and Tiffany opens the door and pulls me inside. Judy is sitting in the middle of the bed. She looks like she’s been crying pretty hard. I drop the bags next to the bed, but Tiffany grabs me and pushes me out of the room.

“Go make a pitcher of Cosmos for us,” she whispers and shuts the door behind me.

I take a few steps before I realize how ridiculous this is. I turn to go back into the room but decide I better make the drinks instead and head to the kitchen. I bring the pitcher and a couple of glasses back to the room and knock. Tiffany opens the door and grabs the tray.

“Thanks, babe. I’ll be out in a little while.” She kisses me quickly and then shuts the door before I can say anything. Muttering to myself, I go back outside after grabbing myself another beer.

Three beers later, Tiffany finally joins me, carrying one of her own. “She’s in the shower. I told her she can stay if she’d like.”

“Why are you doing this?”

“Because I know how much you love me and that you would never do anything stupid.”

“I do love you and I won’t do anything to risk that.”

She leans over and kisses me. “I know. Have you told me everything I need to know about her?”

“I think so.”

“Then we’re good.”

I can tell by looking into her eyes that she’s not the least bit worried. Either that or she’s become very good at hiding her emotions. I’m reminded again about how stupid I was for ever letting her go. About thirty minutes later, Judy joins us.

“Is it okay if I sit with you?” she asks meekly.

“Of course. Would you like something to drink?” Tiffany asks.

“Some wine would be nice.”

“I’ll be right back.” Tiffany goes inside to get Judy’s drink.

“You have an amazing girl there, you know that?”

“I do. Are you feeling better?”

“A little. This is not how I pictured this going down.”

“How did you picture this?”

“Well, to be honest, I imagined that we’d be naked, laying in your bed together, sweaty and out of breath.”

“I’d keep that to yourself.”

“Oh, Tiffany already knows. She’s not stupid. I’m pretty sure she would have thought the same thing if she was in my place.”

Tiffany comes out with another beer for me, a bottle of wine and two glasses. After she pours the wine, she takes the seat next to me and takes hold of my hand. Judy looks at our hands and smiles sadly.

Tiffany and Judy do most of the talking and I get the sense that there is more going on than what I am hearing. They seem to be getting to know one another, but their questions and answers seem to have more meaning than just the words being said. Before I realize it, the sun is down and it’s gotten dark out.

“I need to get some sleep because I have to work tomorrow,” Tiffany says.

“I’m going to head to bed too,” Judy says as well.

“I’ll be right in. I need to lock up and take care of Pup.” I kiss Tiffany and then go in search of him.

“Do you need some help?” Judy asks.

“No, he’s probably down near the water. I’ll be up in a few minutes.” I head down to the lake and find Pup sleeping in a nest he’s made for himself. “Come on Pup. Time for bed.”

I turn to walk back to the house and almost bump into Judy.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“That’s okay.” We walk back to the house with Pup walking beside Judy. She is mindlessly scratching his ear as we walk.

“I’ve missed him. So has Maggie.”

“He was pretty sad after you left.”

“What about you?”

“Sad, mad, angry. It all depends on the day.”

“Did you continue to sleep with Tina?”

“Yeah, for a couple of months. Then one night, we were having an amazing time together and she suddenly got up and left. But not till after she told me I should start dating Brandy. kaçak bahis I had never been so pissed. It was just before the holidays.”

“That’s a bit strange.”

“Yeah. A little.”

“Did you?”

“No. I had come home to see my family and that when Tiffany and I got back together.”

“You must really love her.”

“I do.”

“You never loved me like that,” she says, barely above a whisper.

“No, but we had something different. I did love you though.”

“Past tense.”

“Don’t read into things. I spent a lot of time wondering what I could have done differently. I still care about you and hate how much you must be hurting.”

“Don’t say that too loud. I don’t need Tiffany coming after me.”

“She knows how I feel. I don’t hide anything from her.”

“I’ll be gone tomorrow, so you can go back to normal.” She walks into the house and towards her room. I can’t help but stare at her. She shuts the door without looking back at me.

I walk slowly into the bedroom and hear the shower. I walk into the bathroom, remove my clothes and join Tiffany in the shower. As she turns to face me, I grab her and pull her tight against me, kissing her hard on the lips. There is no question in her return kiss as she hugs me tightly. Her breath is hot as she quickly kisses down my body until she is kneeling in front of me, my hard cock aimed right at her face.

Tiffany attacks my cock as if she needs it for survival, but after only a few seconds, I pull her back to her feet and kiss her again. She seems surprised by my action but doesn’t complain as I push her to the bench along the wall. We designed the shower because we love showering together and I plan on making the most of the design.

Tiffany sits down and I kneel down in front of her, spread her legs and attack her pussy. She leans back and pushes her pussy against my face as my fingers and tongue increase her level of arousal. Soon she is moaning in pleasure as I expertly bring her to a huge climax. Her voice echoes off the stone walls and she bucks her hips against my face.

Once she calms down, she stands up, turns around and bends over, shoving her ass towards me. I waste no time entering her and her smile tells me it is exactly what she wants. I grab her hips as I begin to fuck her hard, eliciting more moans from her.

“Oh fuck, Tiff. You’re pussy is on fire,” I tell her between grunts.

She smiles, reaches between her legs and squeezes my balls. “Come on lover, give it to me. I want your seed to flow into me.” She brings me closer to orgasm by clenching her vaginal muscles. The pressure on both my balls and cock pushes me over the edge and I shoot a huge load of cum into her. My head goes back and I look up at the ceiling and howl my pleasure as I explode.

Finally drained, I slowly pull out of her and step back. Her pussy is gaping open and I watch as my cum slowly runs down her leg just before she stands and faces me.

Her lips crush mine in a passionate kiss as we stand under the warm water of the shower. I hold her tight.

After our shower we lay in bed together. “She’s pretty damn hot,” Tiffany says.

“Yeah. You’re way hotter though.”

“I wasn’t looking for a compliment.”

“I know. Just stating facts.”

Her head is on my shoulder and her leg is over my hips. I can still feel the heat from her pussy radiating against my side.

“If you want to fuck her, just let me know. Maybe I can set something up.”

“Would you join us? I’m pretty sure she’d be interested.”

Tiffany lifts her head to look at me. “That could be fun. Want me to go get her?”

I take Tiffany’s face and pull her in for a kiss. “No. As fun as it sounds, I don’t think it would be a good idea.”

She looks into my eyes for a long time. “You really don’t want to have sex with the two of us?”

“That’s not what I’m saying. I would love to, but it is not going to happen. There is only one person that is allowed to share our bed with us.”

“Who? Brandy?”

“No. Christy.”

Tiffany pulls away from me. “Christy? Why only her?”

“Because you love her.”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“Brandy and Judy both threaten you, even if you won’t admit it. They are girls that have feelings for me, not you. I just don’t think it is a good idea for Judy to join us.”

“You still have feelings for her.”

“Yes, but that isn’t why.”

Tiffany is about to protest when I kiss her. She starts to speak again, but I kiss her again. She pulls away from me. “Are you afraid that you won’t be able to control yourself with her?”

“No. I love you and no one else is going to get between us. I would love nothing better than to have sex with Judy one more time, but it is not going to happen.”

She looks completely confused. “I’m not worried about losing you to her. Not even a little. She might be the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever met. I enjoy being with girls and it has nothing to do with trying to show you I’m the best. I already know I am and you remind me of that every day. You’re my one love and not Judy or Brandy or Christy will ever change that. But, as I’ve said before, I enjoy sex with woman. Now, if you want her to join us in bed, just say the word and I’ll drag her up here by her hair.”

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The hot water felt so nice hitting my neck and running down my chest. My hands were in my hair and I could almost imagine they were his hands massaging my scalp, firmly yet gently. I was rinsing the soap out of my hair when I felt my breasts being washed. I smiled as he tweaked the tip of one and pressed his lips to my neck underneath my upturned chin.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I ask him, flirtatiously.

“What do you think I’m doing?” He said, “I was starting to get hard thinking of you all naked in here.”

“Well, I can feel that,” I giggled as his dick pressed into my hip, “but I still have to condition my hair and wash up.”

“I can help!” he said enthusiastically which made me giggle again as I rolled my eyes at him and proceeded to apply conditioner to my hair. His hand reached the comb before my fingers could close around it and I turned around to face him, thinking he was going to play keep away. He just smiled his sexy, loving smile at me and said, “Turn around.”

The comb sliding smoothly through my hair was comforting illegal bahis and relaxing. When he turned me around to help me rinse my hair his fingers brushing my scalp was a little more exciting. Especially when my hair was rinsed completely and his hand stopped at the back of my head to pull it gently to the side so he could kiss my neck.

I took up the soap and began to wash his body, my slippery hands running over his pecks and finely toned arms to his flat stomach before getting more soap to wash his stiff dick and his balls. He let the water run over his dick as I finished washing his legs and my face came even with his dick. Of course, there was only one thing to do.

He moaned a bit as I slid my mouth over the tip and further down. I ran my tongue along the underside as I brought my mouth away, sucking on the tip a bit. One of my hands played with his balls as the other hand stroked his dick a bit and I sucked it. I moaned as his fingers pressed against my scalp to gently pull my head back after I’d reached the tip of his dick. I illegal bahis siteleri looked up at him and he looked a little dazed.

I went back to my task and was completely focused on sucking his dick when he pulled me up by my arms and started kissing me like there was no tomorrow. His arms were wrapped around me, his kisses pressing need and want into my very soul. His hands grabbed my ass as I held on to him. His mouth moved across my jaw to my neck, making me gasp. He turned me around, still kissing, licking, and biting my neck. He moved further back on my neck and I let out a cross between a gasp and a whimper of pleasure as he licked my back as well.

I could barely breathe when he finally bent me over and slid his dick into what must have been a dripping wet pussy. He went slowly at first, just the tip then pulled back. Again, he put the tip in just a little and I tried to push back into him, to get more of him, but his fingers dug into my hips and he pulled completely away to make me stop. I whimpered, wanting all of him to be canlı bahis siteleri inside me, but still he continued to tease me. He rubbed his dick along the outside of my pussy and I could feel how wet I was just by how easily he slid across me. When I could barely breathe with the need I felt, he thrust all of himself inside me and I cried out loud from the sheer pleasure that encompassed me as I knew it would. He started out slowly but his speed increased the more he fucked me. The pressure increased, harder and faster he went.

I fingered my clit as his hands gripped my hips and he fucked me. The slippery wetness over my clit turned me on as much as feeling his dick slide in and out of me. I was about to cum when I heard his climax approach as well. He thrust inside me one final time, his voice joining my own as my vision darkened and my orgasm crashed over me. His dick left me as I tried to recover. Slowly, I stood up, leaning heavily against the wall. I heard the grin in his voice as he asked me, “Are you alright?” I could only nod. He kissed my mouth and said, “That was awesome,” as I traded one support for another and leaned against him. I finally gained enough strength to grin up at him and kiss him back. I was trying to figure out how I was going to wash my body since I could barely move.

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Part 4

Chapter 10.

“Oh God!” I said. “My sisters dead at the hand of my future wife!”

Alisha was shaking as she looked at me, her eyes were full of tears as she fell to the floor.

Just as I was about to get my phone and dial 911, Alexa took a deep breath as she opened her eyes and flailed around breaking free from Carries embrace. She was now hunching over face down trying to catch her breath since she was literally knocked out before. Her commotion brought Carrie to and she was looking at Alexa.

“Your ALIVE!” She screamed and slowly moved over to Alexa and started embracing her.

Both Alisha and I took notice of the commotion and were speechless looking at each other.

“What happened to me?” Alexa said still choking and trying to regain herself.

“My head and neck feel so sore.” Alexa said, “Like I was hit by a linebacker!”

“You were,” I said. “Miss Carrie Linebacker literally swung so hard, it knocked you out, unconscious for a while and we thought you were dead.

“She was dead,” Carrie said matter of factly. “She stopped breathing for a while.”

Alisha moved over to Alexa and was helping her.

“We better get some cloths on, come on Chad.” Carrie said as she looked at me then she stood up and entwined her forearm and elbow into mine pulling me out of the bathroom.

“Wait, I need to take a shower!” I said quickly to Carrie as we were halfway down the hall.

She quickly yanked me back around and escorted me back into the bathroom.

We could see Alisha was holding Alexa up and helping her down the hall to her bedroom.

I heard Alisha say to Alexa “And YOU were the one who told me to never do anything with Chad.”

Alexa just shook her head.

“Chad, go ahead honey I need a moment with the girls.” Carrie said sympathetically.

“Look you two, you are my sisters, Right? We have shared a lot together… but somethings, uh… we just can’t share right? My Knight is one of those. Right girls?” Carrie said firmly.

“Right Capen!” both Alisha and Alexa barked out in unison.

“Okay Great, I am so sorry Alexa, but you hurt me bad honey, real bad. And it’s going to take a while for me to get over it.” Carrie said calmly as she left the two girls.

Carrie was walking back down the hall and as she passed by the bathroom door, she overheard me in the shower.

She had a flash back to the first time she heard me in the shower, so she slowly crept inside the bathroom.

I had my back to the shower door and I heard it gently open.

“Hey there you need a hand with that?” Carrie said in a seductive voice.

I slowly turned around and she had her arms above her head holding onto the top railing of the shower door slide; making her tits perky and stand up real firm and sexy. I swooned at the site of that and she bit her lower lips staring into my eyes then she was sort-a swaying in and out while holding the top rail.

“Hey you know what?” She said as she let go of the rail. “I overheard some guy in the shower a short time ago,”

I just looked at her nodding.

“And He, He was Uh, you know? He was stroking his, Uh, his.” She said slowly and tentatively as she reached forward toward me waist.

“His what?” I said as I moved closer to her.

She made contact with my dick and started stroking it very gently.

She was moving her head in a kind of I don’t know motion as she looked into my eyes.

“His, his…” She said as she paused.

“His…” I said.

“His Bigggggg… FAAAATTTTT… C ahhh ck!” She said pronouncing every syllable distinctly.

“His Big fat cock?” I said looking at her as she nodded her head up and down slowly with her mouth now open in a lustful expression.

“Un Huh…” She said softy.

“And you know what else?” She said shyly looking at me sideways.

“Uh No… What else Carrie darling?” I said.

“He was fantasizing about, about…” She said with her eyes glued to mine.

“Fantasizing… illegal bahis No way? He was having fantasies about what?” I said.

“Fantasies about Fucking…” She said softy as she moved in closer to me holding my dick to her stomach.

“A cheerleader…”She said.

Then she held her finger to my lips in an effort to keep me from taking.

“She wasn’t just any old… run of the mill… cheerleader,” Carrie said.

I shook my head no slowly.

“Un huh, No… she was HOT!” Carrie said excitedly as she continued her lustful speak.

“Hot?” I said inquisitively.

“Oh yeah, she was REAL… HOTTTTT and she was captain of the squad.” Carrie said as she moved into a cheer position with her one hand on her hips in a fist and was forcing her amazing round tits out to me.

“No way, wait…So you overheard some guy.” I said.

“No… not just any guy,” She said kissing my pecks and caressing my stomach.

“Nooooo, unt uh, this guy was smart! And he was tall, and he was a hunk.” She said looking at me with yearning and passion biting her lower lip.

“So you over heard some hunky guy… who was in a shower… who had fantasies about fucking… the cheer captain?” I said.

“Yeah and you know what else?” She said.

I shook my head no, mouth open sensuously.

“She even had big round, firm tits … And they were more than a handful!” She said quickly as she cupped her boobs with her small hands and lifted them up to me.

“See, with rock hard nipples…” She said quickly.

“And narrow waist.” She continued as she put her hands to her sides, then tensed her stomach muscles as she caressed her tight flat stomach looking down at it.

“Six pack stomach… AND… a HUGE bu-bbbble bb uah tttttt!” Carrie said as she ever so slowly twisted at the waist in an incredibly smooth ballerina move, turned her back to me, and then arched her lower back shoving her big butt back toward me.

Then Carrie put one hand down and cupped her pussy sticking a finger or two inside and quickly finger fucked herself.

“And… she… had… a… Faattt… Jooocey… Puuss-say,” She continued as she quickly brought that hand to her mouth she sucked her fingers in simultaneously swaying those awesome hips back and forth quickly.

“And you know what’s different about the fantasy and what you going to have? Instead… of… having a fantasy… YOU… get… the real thing.” She said as she slowly backed her butt to my now rock hard dick.

Carrie shifted her powerful legs wider apart, then put her wet pussy soaked fingers down between her legs and reached back for my swollen throbbing pecker, pressing the mid shaft to her pussy lips on the outside of her. She started moving her whole body back and forth riding me as she craned her head back looking up into my eyes while she was facing away from me.

I grabbed hold of her wide hips and was pulling her back to my stomach while she did this. I was now looking down in awe at her very deep ass cleavage and her super muscular hips and butt. Her physic was close to a body builder or top fitness model but and not overly exaggerated. She had the right amount of fat to make her an incredibly shaped, HOT female cheerleader.

I closed my eyes for a split second remembering my fantasy with her. But then quickly reopened them again to see she was beyond my original fantasy of her. The real thing or her real body was so much better than any fantasy I could dream of. We were in a fucking motion now with my dick outside her as she held me to her vortex. The biggest difference in a fantasy and real is feeling her soft warm skin. Hearing her moan and feeling her soft wavy mane flick back and forth across my torso. And there is nothing to compare to real pussy juice for lubricant.

She reached her other hand up to her mouth and stuck a few fingers inside and slobbered on them. Next she moved her soaking wet finger tips down to stoke my illegal bahis siteleri dick head which was sticking out in front of her slightly.

“So this is what it’s like to have a man dick.” She said as she looked down at it in awe swirling her fingertips around the head.

She was now looking back at me again bumping her butt to me quickly.

“I want you to… Fuck me Chad!” She said quickly.

She let go of my dick and shifted her position so she her hands were above her head on the tiles and she was now leaning on the wall facing away from me. She slowly arched her back more and more sticking her fantastic butt back to me as she inched her feet and ankles apart causing her legs to go wider and wider.

“Is this how I was in your fantasy, begging you tah… Fuck me; Chad!” She said looking up and back to me.

“Take that Knight Monster, cock and shove it hard into your fair maidens soaking wet honey pot!” She said with such lust.

“Balls deep in the cheer captains cunt, I want to feel your balls smacking my pussy.” She said lustfully.

I put my dick head into position thrust forward, but slipped out and slide underneath.

She reached back grabbed her butt down by her pussy to hold herself wider and with a seemly impossible double jointed waist she arched her back even more.

“Un Huh,” She moaned, “Fuck me Knight! Fuck… your maiden; try again, I want you so bad, I am close already baby CJ.” She said begging me to fill her.

I grabbed my dick and held it to her as she pushed back to me slowly.

My dick head pushed and pushed as I held my shaft tight and her movements forced her pussy flesh aside to quickly envelope my dick as it popped in quickly.

“Oh my GAUD!” She squealed as she inhaled shapely in pain. Then she quickly let go of her hips holding her forearms and elbows out in a blocking motion to keep her face from smacking against the wall.

Meanwhile Alisha and Alexa heard Carrie’s screech down the hall.

Both girls looked at each other in surprise. Alexa was lying on her bed and Alisha was sitting next to her.

“Here we go again; with those two!” Alisha said sarcastically falling back on the bed.

“We don’t need a man or them to have fun you know.” Alexa said caressing Alisha’s arm gently as she moved over toward Alisha. Next she took her hand palm down and patted Alexa muff under her underwear.

“Oh Yeah do that!” Alexa shouted out.

Back in the shower

“Are you Okay!” I said as she popped off of my dick.

She looked at me in a daze then got her composure.

“Uh Yeah? somehow I thought this was going to be a fun… fantasy,” She said chuckling.

“Yeah me too.” I said as she turned toward me.

“Maybe we can try again later,” She said as she gave me a quick peck on the cheek and stepped out of the shower.

As I followed her out we suddenly heard Alisha and Alexa down the hall.

“Or maybe we can watch the two girls,” She said as she grabbed a towel and handed it to me, then grabbed another one and wrapped it around her like a robe tucking the edge into the top above her boobs as I stared and her ample tits squished under the towel. The towel like a tight dress made her body look so sexy and appealing as she fidgeted with it and moved gracefully around. Years of training made her a graceful woman as she moved so fluidly. I just stared in awe at her magnificent athletic body. A fairly-tale princess I thought as I watched her move.

As she finished she looked over at me with a questioning look.

“What?” She said.

“You,” I said.

“Me, what about me? She said a bit perplexed.

As I moved over to her, I reached my arms and hands toward her hips pulling her to me.

“Do yah really know how incredibly gorgeous you are? ” I said purposefully.

“Uh well, Maybe?” She said nodding and smiling.

Carrie then put her index finger to my lips, “Shoe,” She said quietly as she grabbed my arm pulling canlı bahis siteleri me along with her.

She let go of my arm and slowly walked out the bathroom toward Alexa’s room, motioning me to follow.

I shook my head no and stayed put. She was part way down the hall then noticed I was not behind her.

She waltzed back in the bathroom using her index finger to caress the door frame.

I was slouching on the bathroom vanity half sitting on it with my arms crossed in disgust.

“What’s wrong?” She said perplexed as she tilted her head sideways.

“I would rather be with you Carrie not watch them, Okay.” I said.

“Oh sure Chad honey,” Carrie said, “Now where were we?” She continued as dropped her towel.

As I looked over at her she was moving like a fairy tale princess then started Singing.

“Are we standing by the wishing well?” she sang in perfect tone, but her voice was very high and had a lot of vibrato, almost as though she was a little girl.

I was awe stuck when I heard that and instantly snapped out of my funk as I saw her moving around like she was holding something in her hands while she looked at them. She was very good, her movements fluid and captivating and she must have played the lead part in a childhood play.

“If you make a wish into the well…” She continued singing as she rushed over to the vanity. Then she leaned over it and looked behind me into the sink. I was glancing back at the mesmerizing person she was transformed into, smiling .

Her eyes and facial expressions were unbelievable as she instantly transformed herself into a Broadway performer.

“That’s all you have to do…” She sang as she looked into the sink.

“And when you hear it echoing,” She sang as I starred at her in amazement.

Then magically her voice got deeper and stronger as she sang the next verse.

“You know YOUR’ wish will surely come true.” She sang as she moved around next to me and leaned on me tapping her French manicured index fingertip on my bicep.

“Aha aha ahhhhhh…; Aha aha ahhhhhh …; Aha aha ahhhhhh …” She continued singing as she had her hand to the side of her mouth like she was calling for someone. Then she strutted into an open space in the bathroom. She stood still for a few seconds then did a perfect pirouette around as she flipped her leg out while she spun around each time.

I just looked on as she did this several times.

I was shaking my head in amazement, my mouth was open as I watched Carrie dance and sing around.

I heard a noise and looked over toward the bathroom door to see Alisha and Alexa watching and snickering as well.

“Bravo, Bravo Carrie!” Alexa exclaimed as she came into the room next to Carrie and clapped real hard.

Carrie then bowed and curtsied over and over.

“Many years of Ballet and Modern dance, Cheerleading and singing in school plays and choirs; all rolled into one amazingly hot woman, Chad.” Alisha said as she as nudged me with her elbow and Alexa nodded and clapped.

“You look even better stark naked doing that little bit, by the way.” Alexa said.

“A FULLY GROWN WOMAN by now.” Alisha continued as she moved around Carrie.

“Yeahh FULLY! Filled out well did yah, huh! Miss double dose; from the skinny, boney Princess who sang it years ago.” Alexa said sarcastically.

“Come on Chad,” Carrie said a little disappointed as she smiled at me then came over and grabbed my hand.

She made a raspberry sound with her mouth at the girls as we passed by them and she pulled me along to go out of the bathroom.

10 feet down the hall Carrie stopped, still holding my hand, she turned around.

“I spent god knows how many hours in the gym too, making this sex goddess body,” She shouted at the girls as she motioned to herself with her free hand.

“And now I’m glad I did… when I look at what all that hard work got me.” As she pointed to me smirking then she raised both our arms, hands still clasped together high into the air. Next she let go of my hand and bowed again.

“So there; you lesbo bitches!” Carrie said finally with great sarcasm then looked at me smiling.

End of Chapter 10

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