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“Oops! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to back into you.”

“That’s okay. I hope you didn’t miss the shot,” I said. She was setting up still shots of Roman artifacts at an exhibit at the Metropolitan Museum.

Over coffee I discovered that Katha was spending a post-graduate year in Naples at an archaeological dig. As I was about to sail with 600 college students on a round-the-world voyage that would stop in Naples, we agreed to meet when my ship landed there.

I wrote from Amsterdam to tell her exactly when I would arrive and that I had responsibilities the first day we were in port. Could we have breakfast the next morning?

I had no photo of her, so I let my memory tease me about what she looked like. I remembered brown hair, intensely focused brown eyes, and soft arms and hands. I allowed myself to create a soft mouth and a wanton tongue.

There was a letter from Katha waiting for me in the purser’s office when we docked. She would be at dockside at 8 a.m. tomorrow and we could have breakfast in a café she knew.

“Katha! It’s terrific that you even remembered me!”

“Well, a gentleman who doesn’t knock over a girl’s tripod has some standing where I come from.”

October in Italy is lovely and she was too. Her floppy hat couldn’t conceal her tanned oval face. I had been right about her eyes. Her sandals showed her feet off well while her jeans and blouse displayed her good posture and smallish breasts.

“Can I take you to the dig? It’s nothing much, but it has some really good examples of first century household pottery and mosaics.”

We rode the rickety local bus drove down the coastline for about an hour to the site. At the time of Christ a landslide destroyed a large house on the hillside. Forgotten even when a local road was built very close to it, the house had been rediscovered about ten years ago and was now being excavated.

“We’re very Spartan here,” she said. “Just two tents and a lockable shed. Anything bigger than a pea gets looked at. If it seems interesting, I give it over to Dr. Simeon for him and the staff to review and photograph. They sort and classify things that look interesting. The shed holds the tools and a place for the night watchman to stay, since even now there are thieves who will steal anything.”

Katha introduced me to Dr. Simeon, Antalya Escort a Belgian whose fascination with Italian archaeology was unfortunately lost to me due to his heavily-accented English. Katha’s enthusiasm for the work, on the other hand, came through as she showed me pieces of pottery that, in her hands, told a story of a household and its time.

We went back to Naples and she leisurely showed me several of the classic city sites. As it got toward sunset and we were eating dinner, she asked me how much longer the ship was going to be in port.

“We sail tomorrow night at 2200. I have to be back on board by 2030.”

“If you’d like to see some of the countryside, I can take tomorrow off.”

“It’s not going to interfere with your job?”

“No, I’m cheap labor here. I’m already accepted at Brown next year in archaeology, so this job is for experience. It’s slow going and I may have a day’s work even if I’m not there for four. So I can certainly afford two days off.”

“Then I’d love nothing more than having you teach me about Naples.”

“Come on, then, I want you to see the Bay.”

Byron and many others have praised the Bay of Naples. And I’m sure there are better views than the one Katha showed me. But where we stood had the virtue of being in twilight, visible from a small tavern, and exposed to me first by this woman. It was also only a three-block walk to her small room, where she took me next.

“I don’t get to speak English too much any more, Peter. In fact, it’s really nice to speak American again.”

Located in an old neighborhood, the room was nothing special except for the fact that the morning sunlight would be dazzling. The furnishings were a double bed, an armoire, a chair and desk, and a threadbare rug. The bathroom was in the hall.

“How did you find this room?”

“Romeo, the head excavator, owns the house and rents the room to the dig, so I don’t have to pay anything. I can cook on the sterno stove, but it’s just nicer to eat like Italians: bread, cheese, fish, olive oil, and wine. Romeo and his family have had me to dinner a couple of times.”

And we kissed. Katha was warm, needy, and so willing. She nuzzled my thick beard and ran her fingers through my unruly black hair. She grabbed my ass and pulled it to her, Antalya Escort Bayan slowly gyrating against me, pressing my cock hard against her.

I moved to undress her slowly. With her blouse gone, she shrugged off her bra, revealing breasts larger than I had expected. I appreciated her well-developed upper arms and shoulders that showed the effects of lifting boxes of screened dirt away from the sifters.

Her hips were slim and her legs were firm; her thighs and pubic triangle were very inviting. As I finished taking her second leg out of her jeans, I put it over my shoulder and gently lapped at her pussy. She grabbed my shoulder to steady herself, pressing her hips into my face. Her shiver and slight moan was all the encouragement I needed.

I leaned her over the edge of the bed and continued working on her pussy. She had been moist when I started and now, as I moved to her clit, she became wet. She wiggled and gave out encouraging moans as I worked her with my tongue and finger.

My jaw was nearly exhausted.

I took her pussy out of my mouth, kissed her thigh, and stood her up.

Naked Katha then took control of my clothes, first my pants and underwear, then shoes, socks, and finally my shirt. When she had me nude before her, she stood back and admired her handiwork.

“You are a hairy one! I’m glad I like that.”

We grabbed each other and she pressed her hips into me. We struggled blindly to the edge of the bed, kissing and touching.

It was less a bed than a thickly padded bench, but its width allowed two people to cavort easily. We took full advantage and chased each other around for a little bit. Katha soon pulled me down beside her and began nipping at my nipples. With one hand she played with my balls, tongued and licked my nipple, and let the other hand set up the second nipple.

While that was exciting, I wanted to work her pussy, so I slid down between her legs. Her smallish bush was still wet and now had that musky smell I loved. My jaw still ached but my fingers were ready, so I ran around her opening slowly, darting in and out, hunting for and finding those small spots that sent her off. Again and again, she moaned appreciatively and showed me where to please her.

When she climaxed she pushed me away and worked her Escort Antalya clit with her finger. I was a spectator as she stroked in and out with her fingers, using her thumb on her clit. The wave of her orgasm had her thrashing hips crashing on the bed.

“Wow, Peter, that was wonderful.”

“I had a hand in it, but you really know your body. I nearly came just watching you.”

“Was I that obvious? Being alone seems to have gotten to me.”

We were facing each other, and she began stroking my side. Slowly she reached for my cock. She startled me with her hands, so rough from sorting rocks and pottery shards that I jumped.

“Oh, I’m sorry. It’s just —”

“It’s okay, I should have known —”

She shifted herself so she was sucking my cock. Her gentle lips and hard hands were an uncomfortable combination.

“Katha, is there a position you like more than others?”

“Yes, Peter, there is. Would you take me doggy style?”

And she knelt with her ass facing me. This position was my favorite because it gave me access to her anus as well as her pussy. Some girls don’t like a man even touching their anus, though it is one of the most sensitive areas of their anatomy.

At first I swept my cockhead around her pussy from behind and fingered her with my left hand. Soon, though, she reached her right hand and located my cockhead at her pussy’s opening. I was easing my way in when she said “touch me.”

“Where?”

“Play with my asshole, take your finger around and dip it in occasionally. I like the combination.”

There might have been a better position to do all of this, but Katha knew her body and sighed heavily as I found the right combination of rhythm and penetration. As I was coming she pushed her ass up at my finger and got the first knuckle completely into her.

When I squawked out that I was coming she grabbed me again with those hands. “Oh yes me too Peter cum cum cum!”

Katha usually got up at sunrise, so we made hasty love then. Afterward, completely unself-consciously, she paused at the window of her room in the early-morning light. That Neopolitan sun shining just right on this naked woman created ab unage that will stay with me forever.

We caught a bus to the hills over the city, walked in walled streets, lunched and laughed, and returned to her place by 5. I wanted to make love again, but she said no.

“Maybe we’ll meet when we’re back in the States. I have your address and you certainly know where I’ll be in the fall. But I want to remember you as we were this afternoon.”

And I returned to the ship.

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Janelle thought about what she was about to do. She would never before even thought about doing what she was about to do. She was certain she had lost her mind. She was a middle-aged housewife, a mother for crying out loud. Yet here she was sitting in a bar waiting on some stranger to join her for a drink. She knew that drink was a prelude to sex, an icebreaker if you will. She was not much of a drinker but she ordered a margarita while she waited on the man she had only talked to online and the phone.

Janelle enjoyed playing pool online. Most of the time she played the computer until this one day she was joined by a man who asked if she minded if he join her. Now and then, someone came in, played a game or two, and left and it was nice to play against a real person so she agreed. His screen name reminded her of a truck. They played a while, chatting and exchanging pleasantries. He asked if he could add her to his list and if they could play again sometime. She agreed and they played two or three times a week, whenever he was able to get computer access.

They began learning more and more about one another and becoming friends. He told her he drove truck and often stopped at the truck stop near her. He liked to spend time in her town exploring by the riverfront. They learned about one another’s lives, likes, dislikes, and needs or lack thereof. They found they had many similarities and they became fast friends. Finally, she agreed to talk to him on the phone.

He stopped at the local truck stop to fuel and called her while he ate. He would im her when he got there and then call if she said it was ok. They would talk until they announced that his truck was ready and then he would be on his way. Finally, he had gotten her to agree to meet him. They both knew their marriages were lacking romance and they craved the romance of life and loving. He told her that there was no sin in friends meeting for coffee or a drink, friends did that all the time. Both wanted to have someone who’s hand they could hold, kiss and cuddle, it didn’t really matter if it got any more intimate or not, just to be with someone who wanted to do these little romantic things would be enough although intimacy would be a bonus but not something that had to happen.

Janelle sat in the truck stop bar surrounded by other truckers, couples, and the usual array of women, some she was sure were hookers. She felt silly and yet seeing the looks, she was getting she felt oddly good. She knew she was a sexy, beautiful woman although she was sure some would not agree but that was their loss and yet seeing the approving looks, she got made her feel more confident. She was a real woman, not some Barbie doll, her beauty and sexiness was an inner quality although she was far from the ugly duckling. She sat there watching the couples dance and talk and the women try their best to get the eye of some man when someone tapped her shoulder. She started from her reverie as the tall blond trucker asked her to dance. She politely declined telling him she was waiting on a friend. He told her it was his loss and that the friend was a fortunate man.

She thanked him and he walked away never knowing the boost he had given her and her lagging confidence. She now sat a little taller with a gleam in her eyes that hadn’t been there before. Her cell phone rang and she answered it. It was Eddy and he told her he had gotten a bit behind, he had just crossed the state line, which put him about three miles away, but he would be there in about 15 minutes. Her nervousness returned a bit but there was also a calmness that came over her. She ordered another drink and waited.

Eddy walked into the smoky bar; he immediately spotted the red haired beauty sitting alone at the corner table. Her pictures didn’t do her justice. She was beautiful in a way a camera couldn’t capture and when their eyes met he saw a fiery romantic passion that touched his soul. He made his way across the room to the slightly out of the way table she had chosen. In the smoky light her hair was the hue of a raging fire, her eyes intense yet sedate, her smile meltingly captivating. He came up beside her and touched her arm, leaned over, said hello into her ear and kissed her cheek while taking her hand in his. He slid into the booth beside her and immediately put his arm around her.

Janelle spotted him as he walked in the door. He was tall with raven hair and a smile that melted her to the core. As he leaned in to take her hand and kiss her cheek, she looked into the sexiest violet eyes she’d ever seen. There was tenderness there and yet a look of content. She scooted over and let him slide in beside her, his muscled arm enveloped her firmly yet tenderly. She felt dwarfed beside his 6’4 frame. He was almost a foot taller than she was and very muscular. She immediately felt safe ad relaxed and nestled into his side. The waitress brought the drink he’d ordered when he walked in and they talked and sipped their drink. It was as if they’d known each other forever.

A slow song began and he slid out and took her hand. He wrapped his arm around her and led her to the Antalya Escort small dance floor. They melded together and danced to the music as if they were floating. Her face was nestled against his chest and she could smell his musky cologne and his manly scent. He felt her full body pressed against him, her warmth, her scent it was heavenly. He held her close as the song ended he kissed her then led her back to the table. After another drink, they decided to leave.

With his arm around her, they headed for the door. The tall blond man stopped them along the way, it turned out that Eddy knew him from previous stops.

“Eddy, man I haven’t seen you in a while,” the blond man said as he clapped him on the back. “Man I didn’t even see you come in or I’d have bought you a drink.” It was hen that he noticed Janelle, he nodded to her and said, “Well if it couldn’t be me to captivate your attention I’m glad it’s a good guy like Eddy” He kissed her cheek.

Eddy smiled, Janelle blushed. “So I see you 2 have met already.” Eddy said.

Before Janelle could answer the man said, “I tried but she shot me down man” and laughed.

Janelle smiled. “Well had I known you 2 were friends I might have accepted your offer. I wouldn’t have felt so strange sitting all alone.”

The trio chatted for a few minutes before Eddy excused them. They walked out the door into the fall evening. They strolled arm in arm to his truck while he got his bag. He had parked in the Holiday Inn lot since he had reserved a room already. They walked into the lobby and he registered and got the room key. Her butterflies returned as they headed to the room. He opened the door and hit the light switch and she went in ahead of him.

He finally got a good look at her. She was dressed in a black blouse with a flower print, which was unbuttoned enough to see her ample cleavage, and a black skirt that hit mid-calf and was slit high on either side showing black stockings with a sexy pair of black pumps with a high heel. He could see how they shaped her calves as she walked to the table to sit her purse down. She wore simple golden dangling earrings and a gold cross around her neck. She looked sexy, scrumptious and yet innocent all at the same time.

Janelle felt him looking at her and blushed. She had taken great care in picking her outfit. Her skirt and blouse were sexy but understated while her choice of lingerie wasn’t. She felt safe yet nervous. She took out a cigarette and went to light it but Eddy was beside her taking the lighter and doing the honor. He watched as she brought the long white cigarette to her deep red lips, their eyes met, he noticed her perfect makeup, her eyes done in such a way as the shade and liner bought out the gray of her hazel eyes. They changed from a sultry grayish to a smoldering bluish color. He remembered her talking about the eye color changing with her mood and knew the blue was a good change. They sat at the table talking nervously. Both knew the time had come.

Janelle looked away from Eddy as she sat down. She finally looked around the room, the ice bucket was full, and there was an unopened bottle of Coke, which is her drink of choice sitting beside two tall glasses, real glass not the motel plastic. There were candles of all shapes and sizes jus waiting to be lit all around the room. She smiled to herself, he had been setting up the room not still on the road, and it meant he remembered their conversations.

With her lighter still in hand he got up and slowly began lighting all the candles and when finished turned out the lights. The room glittered in the flickering candlelight; he turned on a radio, which played the old romantic tunes she loved, her mood music. It was the perfect setting for making love. He walked towards the bed stand where she spied a vase with three roses in it, one red, one peach and one off white. She smiled again. He had remembered, he had all her favorites all her mood setters. She put her cigarette out and stood.

Eddy stood in the center of the room looking at her in the flickering candlelight, she had a more radiant. He watched her put the cigarette out, stands, her skirt fell back to normal, and he could only see her sexy ankles instead of her claves too. He started to move towards her but the look she gave him froze him in place. He watched as she raised her hands to the front of her blouse.

Janelle slowly unbuttoned her blouse allowing it to gently fall open. She untucked it from the back allowing it to open fully exposing the black slip-like top under it. With a shrug of her shoulders, the sheer blouse fell to the floor. Again, she reached behind her, first the zipper then the button and her skirt landed in a puddle at her feet. She now stood before him in a black corset style teddy with red trim, black elastic held up her black stockings and her heels.

She looked him in the eye and stepped over her fallen clothes, stopped and turned full circle so he could see her lingerie. He could see the deep-cut of the back along with the thong strip nestled between her ample ass cheeks. He couldn’t remember Antalya Escort Bayan seeing such a beautiful site. The front was held with whisper thin red ribbon, the small triangle of black satin covering her mound left little wonder to the wonder if there was hair there. When she turned again he saw the lushest ass, all plump and full hipped. Finally, he let out his breath not having realized he’d been holding it. It sounded like a tire deflating.

“God woman you look so sexy,” he sighed as he stepped forward taking her into his arms. “You look good enough to eat.”

She blushed and giggled as their lips met for their first real kiss. There was a static spark as there lips met but the kiss itself could have generated enough electricity to light a city. Lips locked, tongues intertwined, passion was abundant. She ran her fingers through his hair and his hands ran rampant over her lush skin. Her skin tingled behind his trail, she felt aflame. She could feel her passion rising s she felt his manhood rising against her belly as they pressed together. Her knees felt weak, she couldn’t remember the last time she felt like this, this alive.

He pulled away from her and held her at arms length. He looked at her flushed face and smiled. He scooped her up into his arms and she squealed. He walked around to the side of the bed and laid her down. As she looked up at him he began unbuttoning his shirt, he stood before her all taught chest and tight jeans. He kicked off his boots and then took off his belt. As he looked down to unfasten his jeans, he heard her take in a sharp breath. Her eyes were riveted to his hands following their every move. He moved his hands to his chest and her eyes followed as he touched his already hard nipples then went back to his jeans button. Once unbuttoned and unzipped he peeled them down and kicked them off.

She watched as he undressed for her. Finally, he stood before her in a black thong that looked like the male counterpart to hers. The front pouch was full to the point of overflowing and as he tuned she saw the sexiest, tightest ass she had ever seen on a man. She giggled slightly as she envisioned herself reaching out and squeezing his ‘buns’. He slowly climbed onto the bed with her and she welcomed him with open arms. Once in one another’s arms hey melded together, this time gently caressing one another and kissing tenderly. She was mewling like a contented kitten s he roller her over onto her back.

He held her arms above her head almost causing her breasts to spill out from under their satiny covering. He nuzzled into her exposed neck and began kissing and licking. He felt her shaking under him but continued until he was at her cleavage. He released her arms and began unfastening her corset. Her arms stayed above her head as he unlaced her and unfastened her stockings. He took off her corset and began kissing and licking her breasts all around avoiding her tight chocolate cap and nipples. Finally, he crossed her chocolate areola and licked her hard nipple, kissing, licking and sucking. She moaned and writhed under him. He was determined to taste every inch of her. After sucking each nipple, he gently rolled her over and got up.

“Don’t move,” he said.

She laid face down with her arms still above her head as she listened to him rummage through something in the bathroom. Then she heard water running. Every fiber of her being cried for her to look and see what he was doing and yet she stayed all but frozen in place. She closed her eyes remembering his kisses, caresses, licks, nibbles and sucks while she waited. He water quit and she heard the click of the switch as he turned the light out. She felt him climb back onto the bed before hearing the familiar flip of a cap and blurb sound of gel being squeezed from a tube. A mild panic overtook her as her mind raced. Next, she heard the squishing sound of the gel being rubbed between his hands. She kept her eyes tightly closed.

Eddy walked to the bathroom and got the bottle of massage oil he’d brought with him. He flipped the cap and the vanilla aroma escaped, he breathed deep and then closed the cap sitting the bottle under the hot running water while he took a leak. He flushed, dried the bottle, flipped the switch off and headed back into the room. He admired her lying there in nothing but her black stockings. He loved a big woman, none of those stick figures for him. His glance took in the thick back, wide hips and fleshy ass. He loved a fleshy ass and couldn’t wait to get his hands and lips on it. He longed to run his hands, lips and tongue all over that sweet meaty ass.

He climbed onto the bed where she lay with her hands still up above her head nervously playing with the rattan on the headboard. He would love to tie her spread eagle on the bed, lick, and kiss her in all the right places until she begged him to fill her. He knew though that he couldn’t do that, he wanted everything to be perfect for their first tie together, maybe later but not this time.

He knew from past conversations she wasn’t into bondage but if she only knew the pleasure of Escort Antalya romantic bondage, he knew she would change her mind. Maybe another day but for now he’d have to be content to just make love to this Goddess.

Eddy squeezed some of the oil onto his hands and rubbed them together, slowly and gently beginning at her shoulders, he began giving her a sensual massage. His fingers worked their way down her back, skipped her ass for now and moving to her legs, down one and up the other until he reached her sweet, plump ass. When he reached the base of her ass cheek, he could feel her heat and wetness so he knew he was having the desired effect.

He put more oil on his hands and slowly began to kneed the oil into her cheeks. Janelle was so relaxed under his gentle touch even if her breathing was a bit labored. As he worked on her ass, she involuntarily raised it to meet his hands.

Janelle was so enjoying the massage and amazingly was getting more aroused. She loved a good massage and now hat he had moved to her ass she was in heaven. He had pulled the thong and stockings off as he worked on her. He rolled her over and let out a slight gasp as he took in the beauty of her totally bald pussy, her ample breasts spread as she laid there o her back totally exposed to him with a dream like look on her face.

Eddy began at her legs again working his way up her body until he reached her plump ‘y’, again he passed it by for the time and went over her belly to her breasts. He took great care massaging each one, kneading the flesh until he reached the nipple, which he rubbed and rolled between his fingers making them even harder. Her back arched as he massaged each breast

He finally pulled his hands from her breasts and she moaned. He put more oil on his hands again and worked his way to her lovely mound. He massaged over the entire mound without delving into the crease until finally he allowed one finger to slip into the magical slit. He found her to be very wet. She tried to open her legs to give him full access but he held them closed and continued to tease her. Each stroke lightly caressed her clit and soon she was moaning and writhing wildly, he knew he had her on the verge of her first orgasm but he wanted o hold off just a bit longer.

Finally, he let her spread her legs wide for him and he rubbed up and down her slit from clit to that cute puckering hole. He picked up the oil bottle and drizzled some down the crack of her pussy allowing it to run freely to her asshole. With legs spread wide he now laid beside her, took a nipple into his mouth, and let his hand wander over her pussy. He stroked her pussy to her ass feeling her push towards his hand. He sucked on the nipple as he allowed a finger to press a bit deeper kneehole as it was passed until the tip of his finger was entering each hole.

Janelle now writhed under his loving touch, unsure of which part of her body to raise for him. Her whole body was on fire as he sucked and fingered her to the verge of orgasm. She could feel it building again and hoped this time he’d allow it to overtake her. He again took his hand away just before the wave crashed over her. She let out a cry, she was so in need of release. He moved up and began kissing her she tried to roll onto him but he held her fast until she calmed a little. He needed to taste her pussy but he had to let her body calm because he didn’t want her cumming too soon.

When she had calmed enough, he moved between her fleshy thighs, wrapped an arm around each and buried his face in her musty sweetness. Her scent was meshed with the vanilla from the oil and the combination only fueled his desire to eat her forever. His tongue teased over her mound at first before dipping into the slit until he felt her try to raise to his mouth. He raised her hips and spread her lips so he could lap at her succulent juices. He licked and sucked as he tongued her juices from her making more and more as he went. He would occasionally let his tongue graze over her asshole and by her movements, he could tell she was enjoying it.

He raised her further and used his fingers to stroke her clit and pussy while he tongued her ass in earnest. Her juices dripped down onto his tongue as he licked her. When he felt, the tie was just right he went back to her pussy licking and sucking until he wave crested and she quaked with the most intense orgasm she had ever felt. When she had calmed under his tongue he lowered here hips, crawled back up her body, and began kissing her.

After recovering from the only orgasm, she had eve had from oral Janelle pulled his lips from hers and began kissing down his body. She reached behind her and took the oil bottle with her. She proceeded to kiss, lick, nibble and suck her way to his nipples as she put some oil on her hands. She dipped her head between nipples as her hand, beginning at the base began stroking his already rigid cock. She sat up a bit and took the oil bottle in her hand and allowed a few drops to dribble over the swollen head watching as they rolled down to her hand. She stroked the oil in with one hand as the other worked oil over his balls and down to his asshole, teasing it as she passed it. He bucked his hips trying to lead her mouth to his cock that cried to be sucked. Finally, she lowered her mouth to the swollen head. Her tongue darted out deftly removing the beads of pre-cum that were forming.

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“Tell me a little about yourself,” the assistant district attorney asks.

“Well, I’m from Rosemont and have lived here all my life. I own my own landscaping business along with my dad and work for a friend of my family as a landscape architect. I’m not married and have no kids. My whole family lives close by except my brother who is away at college.”

“Do you have any college degrees?”

“I have an bachelors in landscape design.”

She asks me a few more personal questions and then starts in on things that may have to do with the case. I’ve heard all the questions before as I am the ninth person chosen to sit on the jury. It’s my first time doing jury duty and it’s not nearly as exciting as it is on television. But the prosecutor is hot enough to be on one of those shows. Not very tall at about five five, she has long, brown hair, a very pretty face and blue eyes behind some fashionable glasses. She seems to have a nice figure under her blouse and jacket. Her legs are nicely toned, at least from the knees down. She has a skirt that matches her jacket and is wearing what appear to be comfortable shoes rather than something stylish.

She finally finishes with my questions and moves on to the next juror. I really don’t want to be here but don’t see much of a way out. It’s the middle of winter and business is slow this time of year, so I can’t use that excuse.

Once the prosecutor is done with her questions, the other attorney starts asking his questions. His are more about whether I think I can be partial, have I had bad experiences with this kind of crime, which is a gas station robbery.

I’ve already been here most of the day. It becomes more frustrating when the defense attorney finishes and then releases three of the potential jurors, especially since I’m not one of them. Of course, they both have to ask the same questions of the three new people that have been chosen and when none of them are asked to leave I think we’re done.

I glance over at the prosecutor and even she looks bored. That’s when I learn they have to ask the same questions of one more person who is going to be the alternate. When will it end?

Once we are all chosen the judge gives us our instructions. We have to wear these badges that let everyone know we are jurors, even if we go out of the courthouse for lunch. We can’t talk to anyone about the case. Not the other jurors, the lawyers, family or friends. No posting tweets or to Facebook or any other social media. He finally finishes and I think we are going to get a break when the judge instructs the prosecutor to give her opening statement.

Basically we are hearing a case of a man that robbed a gas station of about two hundred bucks. There was no weapon involved and only a minor shoving incident when the employee tried to stop the robber. She goes over how she will proceed with proving her case. Then the defense attorney goes over his case and how he will proceed.

After he is done, the judge gives us a ten minute break and goes over how we can’t discuss this case with anyone, no posting, no this and no that. We head out to the jury room. Nobody really says anything since we don’t know one another. I take my book out of my pocket and begin to read. About fifteen minutes later we are called back in.

We hear testimony of the two employees that were in the store at the time of the robbery and they explain what happened. After the second employee we hear from the first officer to arrive at the scene. He tells us what he saw when he arrived and what the two employees told him. When he is done the judge releases us for the night. Before we leave, we are again given the same instructions, only this time he adds a few things about visiting the site of the crime or doing any research about it.

The next day I arrive early and head right to the jury room. There is one other person there, a man in his fifties. He’s reading the paper and only looks up long enough to say hi. The rest of the jurors arrives and I check them out as we wait to be called. Of the thirteen jurors, there are eight men and five woman. Our ages range from my twenty five to the alternate juror who is probably in his sixties. Next to me sits a woman who is probably about thirty five or so. She is attractive but seems very conservative, wearing clothing that doesn’t seem to be very flashy. Two of the woman are probably in their forties, one looks old enough to be a grandmother and the last woman is probably about thirty. Out of habit, I notice they each have a wedding ring except the woman next to me.

Nobody says anything till the woman next to me asks us what we thought of the whole jury process. That starts out some conversations as people laugh about how boring it was and about how many times we could each hear the same question.

We finally get called into the courtroom. The judge greets us and then gets things underway. The prosecution is still calling witnesses and I listen to each of them in turn. We hear from another of the police officers that responded to the Antalya Escort call, his supervisor and then the lead detective. It’s during his testimony that I notice the prosecutor holding her back slightly. She dressed similarly to how she was dressed the day before, wearing a woman’s suit with a skirt. Several more times during the day I notice her holding or rubbing her back. She is also slow to rise when she needs to get to her feet.

On my return from my lunch break, I get off the elevator on my floor and see someone stooping down, grabbing papers that she dropped. Without even thinking I go over to help.

“Here, let me get those for you.”

“Thank you,” she says as she turns around. “Oh shit, you need to go right now.”

I turn to her, ready with a sarcastic comment, till I realize she is the prosecuting attorney. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize who you were.”

“Just go.”

Fuck. Now I had to wonder if I was going to get into trouble. As I walk away, I say over my shoulder, “When you get home, take a shower and alternate between cold and hot every few minutes. It’ll help your back.” Then I walk through the door.

I’m in my own world as the rest of the jurors come back from lunch. I’m nervous as hell when we are called back into the courtroom. I take a quick look at the prosecutor, but she is looking down at some papers.

“Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, there was an incident that was brought to my attention that we need to deal with before we can continue.” Oh shit, I’m in trouble. “Juror number nine, will you please stand.” It takes me a moment before I realize that he is talking to me. “Juror number nine, can you please tell me what happened outside near the elevators?”

Fuck, I think to myself. “Yes sir. When I got off the elevator after lunch I saw someone kneeling down trying to gather some papers she had dropped. I went over to help before I realized it was one of the lawyers for this case.” Everyone knew who I was talking about, but I was nervous and couldn’t think of the right thing to call her. “I offered to help and I guess she saw my badge and told me I needed to leave. I looked at her and saw who it was and immediately walked away.”

“And did you say anything to her?”

I felt my face turn red. “Yes sir.”

“What did you say?”

“Well, I had noticed she was holding her back several times this morning and I learned an trick from my dad who’s had back problems for a while. I told her to take a shower and switch from hot to cold every few minutes. Then I walked through the door.”

“You may have a seat.”

“Thank you sir.”

I’m sweating bullets waiting to get hauled out of the courtroom. “I will ask the juror to return to the jury room and wait for further instructions.” He then went over the usual list of rules before dismissing us.

I can feel everyones eyes on me as we wait to go back to the courtroom. “Does that really work?” one of the guys asks.

“Excuse me?”

“The shower thing.”

“Oh, yeah. Whenever I have sore muscles after a workout I do that. It always helps me feel better.”

“I’ll have to try that.”

“Same here,” says the school teacher. Several more people agree and then we are called back in.

“Juror number nine, will you stand please?” I take a deep breath and rise. “It doesn’t seem as if you’ve done anything wrong, but I had to check before we could proceed. You will not be asked to leave, but please be more careful. I do appreciate that you were trying to help and the court recognizes that. You may be seated.”

“Thank you sir.” I take my seat and look quickly at the prosecutor. She is watching me, but doesn’t do anything more.

The rest of the day goes quite slowly as we listen to more testimony. The next day we are told that we will be delayed about an hour, so I grab my book and start reading. Half of the other jurors go down to the cafeteria for coffee or breakfast or just to get out of the room.

“Hey, man, thanks for that advice yesterday. Sitting all day gives me a back ache. I tried that shower thing and it worked great.”

“Glad I could help.”

“So, you think we’ll be done by today?”

“I hope so. I can’t take much more of this. It was interesting at first, but now it’s just downright boring.”

“I hear that. That lady lawyer is certainly nice to look at though.”

I chuckle. “Yeah, she’s pretty easy on the eyes.”

“I bet you get her out of the courtroom and she’s a real animal.”

I just shake my head and go back to my book.

Eventually we are called back to the courtroom and endure another few hours of testimony about fingerprinting and other tests that were run to help identify the suspect. The prosecution rests just before lunch and the defense says they have no witnesses to call. The judge dismisses us for lunch, giving us our usual speech about what not to say and what not to do.

Several of the jurors get together for lunch and I decide to join them. The two younger ladies are with Antalya Escort Bayan us as is a guy who talks non-stop. The woman laugh at his comments as he talks about fashion. The other guy with us is a farmer and he continually rolls his eyes at the guys comments. I don’t blame him.

“You’re awfully quiet,” Linda whispers to me. Linda is the thirty five year old woman. Today she is wearing one of those pant suits that does not flatter her very much. The pants are kind of loose and make her look flabby while the jacket seems to be quite large on her.

“It’s hard to compete with him.”

“True. But you haven’t said much all week.”

“I just feel uncomfortable. I don’t say very much outside of my comfort zone.”

“Well, what do you do?”

“I’m a landscaper. Right now I’m working for my dad’s company, but I expect to take over the business at some point. I just have to learn the ropes. What about you?”

“I’m a fifth grade teacher.”

“That’s nice. You like what you do?”

“I love it. I’ve been teaching for about fifteen years now. Except for a break when I had my kids.”

“How many kids do you have?”

“Two. A boy who’s thirteen and a daughter that is eleven.”

“Pretty close together.”

“Yeah. My ex-husband and I wanted a family pretty quick.”

“Ex-husband?”

“Yeah. A few years ago he decided he wanted someone a little younger and a little more wild so he started sleeping with a twenty year old. Caught him in the act when I tried to surprise him at his office.”

“Oops.”

“Yeah, in a big way. What about you?”

“In between at the moment.”

“A guy that looks like you probably has woman throwing themselves at you.”

“I wish it were that easy.”

A laugh from the group draws us back into the conversation. After lunch we all head back to the juror’s room. We wait only a few minutes before we are called into the courtroom. The judge informs us that it is time for the closing arguments and that the prosecution will go first.

She is wearing her usual outfit of a woman’s suit with skirt that covers down to her knees. There is something kind of sexy about the outfit. Her closing arguments last about half an hour. She basically reviews all the testimony, pointing out what she feels are the key points to prove that the suspect is guilty. When she is done, the defense attorney has his turn. His arguments are much shorter and point out minor details that should allow us to give a not guilty verdict. When he is done it is the judges turn to give us instructions.

The judge reads from a document telling us the different verdicts we can rule on. He lists them from the highest to the lowest and ends that if we can’t decide on one of the verdicts, we can also rule not guilty. He speaks for about thirty minutes before he dismisses us.

Back in the juror’s room we begin to talk. It takes us about fifteen minutes to decide on our head juror. The man we’ve chosen has been mostly quiet throughout the hearing. This is his second time on a jury, so we figure he may know what to do.

The farmer speaks out first and declares that the man is guilty and that we should all vote along with him. I agree, but decide not to say anything just yet. It seems that we all agree to his guilt. It’s just the level of guilt that is the problem. The encounter wasn’t exactly violent. The cashier grabbed the guys arm and the guy pushed the cashier away in his attempt to escape. We seem to be caught up as to whether this is truly violence or not. Most of us are in agreement, but there are three people that don’t feel so confident. Time passes and we have one of the three agreed to the higher charge. One of the two remaining is the guy, Jim, who did all the talking during lunch. He just doesn’t feel that the level of violence was enough to convict the higher charge.

About an hour later we are all in agreement. Jim is the last hold out, but finally agrees with us. It’s my argument that sways him. I asked him if he would be afraid if someone came into a place he worked and tried to steal money. At first he argues that the cashier fought back, but I finally convinced him that it had nothing to do with fighting back. I admitted that I’d be afraid and would hopefully fight too. A few minutes later he agrees and we take one final vote.

After letting the judge know we have reached a verdict, we are called back to the courtroom. The verdict is read and I feel a real relief as I think we are about to be released. Sadly, I am wrong. We need to come back the following morning. None of us understands why since we already given the verdict.

Instead of heading home I head to a bar around the corner. As I drink my beer I hear someone walk up beside me. I turn to see Linda. “Hey there,” I say to her.

“Hey to you too. Not ready to go home?”

“Nah. I just needed a quick drink. What about you? Aren’t your kids expecting you?”

“No, it’s my ex husband’s night with them. He gets them every other weekend and once Escort Antalya during the week.”

“And you get a night off.”

“Yeah. Especially since I don’t have papers to grade. I came in here for a bite to eat and saw you at the bar. Care to join me?”

“Sure, as long as you don’t talk about the case.”

“Oh, that’s the last thing I want to talk about.”

“Can I buy you a drink at least?”

“That would be nice. Thank you.”

She orders a white wine and we go find a table. I find out she is thirty eight and has been divorced for two years. She tells me all about the divorce and I begin to think this was a mistake. She suddenly stops talking and excuses herself. I start to think how I can get out of this but am trapped because we’ve already ordered our food. When she comes back she removes her jacket and sits down.

I’m ready for her to start talking about her ex but she surprises by asking me some questions. The evening gets much better as she avoids talking about her marriage and we discuss things like football and some movies we both like.

She orders a second wine and starts to really loosen up. After excusing herself again I sit back and realize that I am starting to enjoy myself. When Linda comes back to the table I notice a couple of extra buttons are loose on her blouse.

We talk for a while more before she says she needs to get home. “What’s the rush? You don’t have any kids to be home for.”

“I know, but my usual bedtime is about nine thirty. Add a couple of glasses of wine and it will probably be a bit earlier.”

“Well, we can walk together since we are parked in the same place.”

She looks at me cautiously. “How do you know that?”

“Um, because aren’t you parked in the jurors lot?”

She blushes. “Sorry, I forgot about that.”

“Besides, I don’t think you should walk by yourself. Are you sure you’re ok to drive?”

“I’m fine. I don’t even have a buzz.”

We walk over to the garage where our cars are parked together. It’s pretty dark out by now and she walks rather close to me.

“I hope your not one of those guys that would take advantage of a woman.”

“That all depends on the woman.”

“I doubt a twenty something year old guy that looks like you would have to force himself on an almost forty year old that looks like me.”

“What’s wrong with your looks?”

“Well, I’m not exactly in my prime.”

“I think you look great. You could dress a bit nicer, but otherwise I think you look great.”

We enter the garage and it is pretty empty. “I am glad you are walking with me. I don’t feel very safe in here.”

“It is pretty spooky.”

“What did you mean by dressing nicer?”

Damn, I think to myself. “Well, your pants are kind of baggy and your jacket is too big for you. It’s like you’re trying to hide or something.”

“Maybe I am. I’m not exactly going to turn heads with my body.”

“What’s wrong with your body?”

“What isn’t wrong? My boobs sag and my tummy is flabby. My ass is definitely is big and not in a good way. Raising two kids on my own after a day of teaching kids doesn’t exactly leave me time to exercise much. Usually I’m so tired I barely have enough energy to go to bed. I have every other weekend off, but I spend most of that time sleeping and cleaning the house.”

“You just need to get out more.”

She laughs. “This is the closest thing I’ve had to a date in almost six months. Oh, that’s my car over there.”

“Good. I’m parked not too far away.” I point to the pickup a row over. I walk her over to her car and she digs her keys out of her purse.

“Thank you for a nice night. I had a good time, especially when I stopped talking about my ex.”

“That was putting a damper on things. I had a good time too. See you tomorrow.”

I start to walk to my car when Linda calls to me. “Hey, it is kind of early. Would you be interested in coming to my place for a drink?”

I look around for a moment. “Sure, I’d like that.”

“Good. Let me give you my address just in case we get separated. Do you have GPS?”

“Yeah.”

She writes down her address on a piece of paper along with her number. “Call me if you have any problems. But you can follow me too. It’s not all that far.”

I check the address and see it’s on the other side of town from where I live. “I know this place. I’ve done some work in that area.”

“Ok, I’ll see you at my place.”

I don’t have any problem following her since the roads are pretty empty and twenty minutes later we pull into her driveway. She has a very nice house big house at the end of a court.

“Please ignore the mess. I don’t have a lot of time to take care of things.”

“No problem.”

She unlocks the door and lets me in first. We walk back to the kitchen where she drops her purse and hangs her keys. It’s a very nice kitchen, but a bit on the messy side. “It’s always like this by mid week. That’s why I spend all weekend cleaning.”

“This isn’t so bad. It’s better than my place.”

“Would you like a drink? I’ve got some beer and wine, but not much else.”

“A beer would be great, thanks.” I walk into the family room and look at the pictures she has hanging on the wall. They are all of her kids. “You have nice looking kids.”

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Being with my baby is more than just being close

Being with her is heaven on earth and I love her so much I want and need the full dose of all the joy love can bring.

When she whispers to me that she loves me my whole body reacts like an eruption of a volcano.

And when she lays her head on my chest and I feel her soft hands wandering to where I hope they will wander, I am in spasms of electric-like pulses running up and down my spine.

And when she squeezes there, so gentle yet so firm, her love flows to me and immediately I grow so strong.

I whisper to just do it like that, the occasional squeeze that feels so nice and so good, so I can control her ardour and enjoy the moment before I let go and cum so strong

“I love you so much” says my baby with the sound of passion and lust.

“You feel so good my hulk of Adonis, my dream, my gentle lover and sometimes my rough fucker.

Then I feel her warm lips touch mine and we enjoy a very long but sensual deep French kiss as I feel her squeeze become more regular.

The kiss finished she opens her eyes slowly and says;

“I just cannot help myself baby you feel so wonderful and full. Baby, can I do what I so yearn to do and I know you do too?”

I nod yes please. Lay back and close my eyes anticipating Antalya Escort that so wonderful and delicate feeling as her mouth wraps my cock inside, half length at first but then the teasing and tongue touching as she rolls it back to expose its ridge at the head, her moans becoming more incessant as she begins to suck me slowly.

With the feeling there, her sweet mouth saturating my length I feel so good and complete, the feel and the touch of woman so beautiful, the sweet odour of her nectar and the feel of her hind as I stroke it beneath her short red taffeta skirt, teasing her silky tie-on red thong I love to see so much.

“You can peek beneath my skirt on condition I can remove these? She says tugging my boxers. “They do get in the way when I want to do those special things we both love to do.”

Her smile was catching and immediately I wiggled my way out of them and opened my thighs blatantly, to let her see what she loves to see.

For that came the adoring compliments, then the shifting of her legs to reveal the sexual darkness between her thighs beneath that gorgeous red dress I love her in so much.

“A little further” I ask her, “a little wider so the light gets in.” And then I see her red thong sure enough and know that when she squeezes Antalya Escort Bayan me to the hilt it is time for me to act too, and so I do, teasing my fingers through her thong and over her crotch, I feel the silkiness and the sensual mound beneath as she makes sweet little noises to greet my touch.

Then as she begins to suck me more deeply I arrange myself so I am in a sixty nine position, she on top and me below -snuggled nicely between her gorgeous thighs, face up and sniffing her femininity which makes me to randy.

I love it like this, feeling her deep sensual sucks enjoy me as I push my mouth into her sweet crotch and enjoy the taste of her ripe and very wet pussy, feeling her wetness smother my face and it feels so warm and lovely, suckling her up as I work the seam of her tiny thong aside and taste the essence of her bare and very wholesome sex, she loves it as I suck her, I feel her hips move to and fro as I really let myself go and push my face into her middle just as deep as I can, and moving a hand down below I can feel that she has the whole seven inch length of my hardness inside her mouth. I can hear the familiar sound of her mouth working on me and the feeling of her fingers squeezing and tantalising my firm balls and more too, when she likes to rim Escort Antalya her little finger down along the line between my balls and my ass as then. her very busy fingers start to rim around and around me, just as I do with her sweet pussy with my mouth and my tongue- so we are both rimming each other with those wonderfully erotic circling movements sending each other into an oblivion.

We both know, no matter how wonderful and sensual the loving has been, how we have explored in foreplay with each other to the full, tasting her love in my mouth and she does mine as we share that last pre-fuck kiss, gradually adjusting ourselves for the ultimate gratification we know we can give so warmly and lovingly to each other..

“My poor Baby, you are beating so much, it is time to put that to rights, darling how would you like it today?”

“Doggy” I say with baited breath, being to amorous and excited, my cock standing to attention after having been touched, squeezed stroke sucked and I don’t know what by my passionate Louise.

“Was hoping you would say that, I feel so much in the mood for that way today Pete” and she placed her body in place – placing all fours upon the thick carpet in front of a roaring open fire and I amaze at her beauty as the shadows of light flicker over her, her beautiful rear all perked up in the offering and there am I to gratify that and really take her strong and deeply inside as we fuck our hearts away on a wonderfully long and sensual deep fucking, thrusting easily in and out of my beautiful baby to give her my very all in love and devotion.

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Kara frowned as she tossed the journal aside – how could she read about the latest case studies on Ativan when all she wanted was a man? She’d been trying to distract herself from the empty bed for over an hour. Waiting impatiently for her man to get home. Screw it, she thought, I’ll take care of it myself.

She ran her hand down her body to the inside of her thigh, wanting something pressed against her crotch, anything, something hard, soft, something to rub herself into. She sighed and rolled up to pull the bunched blankets against her mound. Masturbating for her had never entailed actually touching herself, it was just too messy, too technical really. It’s not as though she’d never done it. She just enjoyed the rubbing more and orgasms had never been an issue. In fact, she was pretty sure she’d never cum with her fingers inside her.

Her body tensed as she imagined him behind her, running his hands up the back of legs, stopping to squeeze her ass. Kara loved having her ass explored, rubbed, smacked, kissed. She imagined his mouth as he peppered her cheeks with kisses, his hand running up her spine, pinning her to the bed, pressing her hard into the bunched blankets between her legs. She fidgeted, lifting her hips, her thighs tightening with want. Damn, his mouth and hands were everywhere.

“Got started without me, baby?” Startled, Kara looked to the doorway, immediately settling back into the rocking she’d been enjoying. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you and this is usually the result,” she said with a laugh. He walked towards the bed, tossing his jacket down and watching her excite herself for a moment.

Leaning over her, brining his hand down on her back and sliding it along her body, he said, “Tell me what we were doing.” He pressed his lips against her neck as he sat down next to her on the bed, his hand coming to rest on her ass, “I want all the details.”

She smiled, “you’re on the right track. In fact, that is exactly where I was imagining your hands.”

“Just my hands?” he asked as he brought both down to cup and squeeze her through her clothes. “God, you ass is so tight, I love watching it. Especially when you do this little rocking move.”

“Well, in my fantasy, I was already naked.”

“Sounds good to me,” he said, sliding down next to her prone body, wrapping one leg over her thighs, gripping her ass check with one hand and the other pulling her head to him. Starting slowly, he lengthened each kiss until she was gasping and trying to turn her body into his, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second, she wondered wildly if she could come fully dressed like this, with his mouth on hers.

“Where you imaging me inside you?” he said, pressing little kisses to the most sensitive spots on her neck. “Ah, God,” she moaned.

“No, not yet,” she said, breathless, “I was still enjoying your mouth on my butt – it felt so good.” His mouth was on her collarbone, “oh, god, I think I am going to cum just like this,” she said, pressing his head against her skin.

“Not yet, Kara,” he said, with a final hard kiss on her lips. He was all action, flipping her back against the bed, pulling her arms over her head. Sliding his leg over he, he pressed little kisses to the back of her neck, muttering about her great ass and how he couldn’t wait to be inside her as he grabbed and squeezed every part of her he could reach.

Suddenly intent, he raised up behind her, both hands under her, hips coming down on her hers from behind, his hands covering her breasts, asking, “why are you still wearing this?” He leaned over her shoulder, loving the view of her breasts as they filled her DD bra.

“This is coming off now,” he muttered into her neck as he pulled the low-cut tee up. He couldn’t help himself, stopping to molest her nipples as the shirt caught on them.

His dick was pressing in to the crevice of her buttocks and Kara was starting to buck, gently as first, then harder. He pressed her into the bed, raising her upper body as the shirt came off and his hands massaged her breasts, lifting them out of the bra to fill his hands. He couldn’t resist swooping in to suckle her nipples making her buck faster.

He wasn’t sure Antalya Escort who loved her breasts more, they made him so hot but he knew she adored them. Hell, looking at other women’s tits got her hotter than any Chip-n-Dale magazine. Kara’ moans were getting louder and he smiled, knowing she was going to cum before he even made it inside her.

Rocking his hips into hers from behind, he contemplated the way to get her off fastest. He wanted her to come and then slide into her, still wet and vibrating from her orgasm. Then she’d be cuming again. He grinned in anticipation, running his hands down her body, shoulders, sides, hip to thigh.

He slowed his rocking motion and felt her becoming restless. “Is this what you wanted?” he asked, pressing his dick against her with layers of clothes between them.

“Please, yes, don’t stop,” she cried.

Pulling her to her elbows, he came to rest completely on top of her, his legs bracketing hers, his arms coming up under her, pulling her face back alongside his. He whispered in her ear, “I want you to come for me, Kara,” rocking into her as he kissed his way down her neck.

“Tell me what you like.”

“This,” she muttered, her body was already tensing.

“Do you want to keep this bra on?” he said. “I want to see your tits. I love watching them bounce.”

“I love your hand on them, your eyes on them”, she said, grabbing her own breast, caressing them. They were still supported but bouncing freely, she rubbed them against the sheets with each thrust forward, feeling the lust go straight to her clit.

He wanted them in his hands and he knew it would get her off faster if he got her naked. Quickly he undid her bra and grabbed her tits, resting his weight on his elbows and gripping them “oh,” she said, burying her face in the pillow. Rocking on her clit and having his hands on her were pushing her over the edge.

He let go of her breasts to pull her head back up and towards him, holding her chin, he turned her to face him, finding her eyes unfocused and her mouth open in a pant, he kissed her passionately and then stopped all movement. Her gasp and protests he took with a sweet kiss. She began rocking of her own accord and he stopped her.

“Now, now,” he said, “you are going to cum when I say so.”

“Now” she said. Her eyes begging and her ass rising towards him, inviting him to take her.

“I want you naked first,” he said. Pulling her in for a longer kiss, his other hand came down, tugging, pulling her pants to get them down to her knees and then her panties. Smiling into the kiss, he muttered “ah, I can feel how wet you are for me.”

“Please.” she whispered, unsure herself if she wanted his hand to dally there or if she just needed to be naked faster. As her pants came down to her knees, she rose up again, pressing her bare bottom against his jeans.

“Not fair,” she said, “you’re still dressed.”

“Ah, but that’s how I like it. I love having you naked in front of me, your body mine to do what I wish with.”

“I want to cum”

“Do you like it when I am on top of you, controlling how you move, when you move? Knowing I get to decide how deep I go, how hard I pound you?”

“God, yes.” she said against his lips.

“Good. We are going to do what I like now.”

Bringing an arm across her body underneath, he lifted her breasts a little and pressed her whole body down with his. “Turn your head this way,” he said, brining his mouth down to occupy her while he ran his free hand down her bare skin to her bottom. Caressing and squeezing, she moaned as he got closer and closer to her slit, bucking against him.

He wanted to strip off his pants and pound into her but he knew had to hold off. This was going to be too good. She hadn’t heard him come in, hadn’t seen him come up behind her while she was masturbating. He’d snuck in her present and it lay on the bed next to him. Not yet, he thought, she needed to be very wet first.

Reaching down, he slid one finger along her slit, while he held her lips, swallowing her little moan, caressing a bared breast with his other hand. God, was she a handful, he thought, looking down from his view on top of her, her bared butt, her Antalya Escort Bayan curves, her sexy neck he couldn’t stop from kissing. Having her under him, knowing he could do whatever he wanted got him so hot. He plunged one finger in and she came off the bed, rocking into his palm, crying out. The next stroke, he put three fingers in and felt her tighten around them. Damn, she was tight, looking down at the vibrator he bought he wondered if it was too big. Deciding she needed to get warmed up first, he stroked harder, watching her pump back into his hand, listening to her moan, waiting for her to cum.

“I want you,” she said, sounding like a pouty child.

“Too bad we don’t always get what we want,” he whispered against her lips.

“I want more,” she gasped between thrust, pressing into his palm.

He laughed knowing he had her now, knowing she loved it when he talked dirty. “Getting a little greedy, baby. You want another finger inside you? You want four? Why don’t I just fuck you with my whole fist?”

“Just one more,” she trembled, thinking about the force of that first, “I want your dick inside me.”

“You want a dick inside you?”

At her nod, he leaned down, watching her eagerly come up for his kiss. Looking her straight in the eye, he said, “we going to do things differently.”

She looked confused and he held back his smile. The sex was always mind-blowing but it gotten a little boring of late. He knew he was on the right track trying something a little different when she tilted her head, somehow looking even more interested, “like what?”

“I want to spank you. You have a gorgeous ass and I want to make it bright red. I want to kiss it and finger fuck you while I do it.”

“Ah,” she closed her, eyes, her hips rocking again. He knew she was already imagining it. Without waiting for her consent, he reached down for one ankle, pulling her leg up and under, saying, “I need to have you completely open to me.” Striping off her pants and panties as he did so, he brought the other leg under her.

Now she was more open, kneeling on the bed and resting on her thighs with her arms out in front of her, her breasts swaying with her rocking motion, and her face turned towards him. Reclining next to her, still full dressed, again he took in the view.

Her naked body, curvy in all the right places, always got him hard. Knowing he could have her clothes off in under a minute as soon as he walked into a room turned him on even more. And then there was the vibrator he’d picked up today, 8 inches of “please don’t stop.”

“How do you feel now?” He asked, nuzzling her lips as her rubbed her bare ass.

“Exposed, sexy, I want you inside me now,” she said, reaching for his jeans.

“No”

“Just your shirt?”

“Ok,” he said, pulling it off one-handed and then extending her arms, pressing them to the mattress. “These are to stay here, you can’t move them, no matter what.”

Looking surprised, she nodded her assent, her rocking continued, increasing her rhythm as he caressed her butt, cupping the cheeks, patting gently, occasionally slipping a finger insider her. He was loving the view and he wanted to take his time with her.

“You said you’d put more in!” she cried in frustration after a few minutes.

He’d been waiting for her to complain; suddenly spanking her harder than before, asking “Didn’t I tell you that you were mine to do what I wanted with?” Kara was not into submission and he knew it. He smiled against her ass as that literally brought her back up.

“Just kidding babe,” he said, before she could rip into him, pressing little kisses to her rosy ass. She settled back down, muttering, “you promised.”

Smacking her bottom a few more times, he elicited the cries he wanted and from this view, he could see her getting wetter. He knew she was about ready for four, he prepared her quickly, licking and nipping as necessary and then entering her with all four fingers. Fucking her for a few thrusts, he held her ass with one hand as he enjoyed the view of her taking his fingers. She was tensing with her orgasm, her muscles tightening, and he knew now was the time.

Letting her go to buck against Escort Antalya his hand, he reached behind him for the vibrator. Her bare ass open and exposed, she was damn close to doggy style but he knew he’d have to brace her for this. Sliding his arm under her hips, he lifted her slightly. Thinking he was finally going to take his pants off, she reached back to help.

And stopped at the sight of the vibrator. “Oh” she said, “what are you . . .”

Pushing her back into position, he put the tip against her slit, and her muttering stopped. Twirling the big head, he turned it on, letting it vibrate on high against her slit. She started bucking wildly, pressing herself against the vibrator. Knowing he had control of the situation, he waited. “Kara, tell me what you want.” She was rocking against the tip, trying to take more of it in, but he pulled back. Complete control, he thought.

With his arm across her hips, gripping her ass and the tip just teasing her, she was dying to have him inside her. Him, it, she didn’t care, she felt empty and wanted to be filled. Now. She begged for him to take her, “Please, slip it in, I want it. Please.”

Kara wasn’t used to begging in bed, she didn’t know if she was enjoying this, she decided to try a different tact. “Are you loving the view?” she asked, “when you take me with your own dick, you can’t get this close, you can’t control me as well. Do you love having me at your mercy?”

“Yes, I love it. I get to watch you take it as deep as I can put it in. I get to watch it all and do this.” Leaning in, he ran his tongue along her labia and nuzzled her ass.

“Oh, god,” she cried out, all thoughts of goading him into fucking her gone. “Please, damn it, please, I want you so bad. Put it in! Please!”

“You want this vibrator inside you, don’t you? You like my present?” He asked. Hearing her whimper, he demanded a response, “tell me.”

“Please, put it inside me. Now!”

“Now?” he pushed the tip in again.

“Yes, now, hurry up! More of it!”

“Say ‘Please’.”

“Please, damn it – I want it so bad. It feels so good – ”

Holding her trembling body, he pressed the tip in, watching her slit widen around the large toy, knowing he’d have to go slow for her to take the whole thing. He was shocked to see her struggling back, trying to take more of it immediately.

“Now” she demanded. “All of it! What are you waiting for?”

Pressing the full length in, right up to the rubber balls, he felt her orgasm coming with that one hard thrust. Rocking it in and out with her orgasm, he held her as she screamed, her moaning beginning to settle as he unbuttoned his pants.

Pulling the vibrating penis out, he slid a condom on. She was coming down from her high, still gasping, trembling, barely able to move and yet, reaching for him. Pressing her into the bed just as he’d originally found her, he slid in with no warning and heard her gasp.

She was still tight, clenching with each contraction and he started thrusting in earnest. He felt her coming again and he smiled, holding off his orgasm, pulling her tight against him so he could feel it throughout her body.

“Cum for me baby,” he muttered, “That’s my girl.”

“Oh god, oh god yes,” she screamed as she felt the release, her whole body tensing and vibrating with it.

“Do you want me to come inside you?”

“Please” she said, shaking and reaching back to grip his ass, trying to pull him tighter. Lifting her to all fours, he grabbed her hips and thrust hard. Rocking in and out, he felt himself coming fast and wanted more of her.

“I love fucking you. You look so hot, watching you take my dick, I want to fuck you forever. Look at those titties, bouncing every time I pound into you.” He reached around to grab them, knowing he need to dominate her, hold her tighter.

He wrapped a forearm around her hips for leverage, and pulled her head back so he could watch her pant. Burying his head in her neck, watching her tits bounce, he thrust only three more times, moaning his pleasure as he came.

As they lay, sweaty, hot and extremely satisfied in the aftermath, Kara turned, “where did that come from?”

“I’ve been planning it all day” he said turning to look down at her, “I picked up the vibrator at lunch. I knew if I was late you’d get frustrated and start without me. Damn, I loved watching you take it – and your cries when you wanted it so bad.” His grin was spreading as he smacked her ass. “I can’t wait to do it that again.”

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5 – If you’re not with the one you love, love the one you’re with

It has been a long week, it has been a week I had not been looking forward too, it has been a week I dreaded to see arrive, Jules was going out of town on a romantic trip to Florida with her husband David. How could she say no? He has stood by her side throughout some lonely, trying, and difficult times. He has watched his normally active wife sleep sixteen hours in a row, drained her ports after surgery, arranged to have food in the house for her children. He asked for nothing. She could not possibly say no.

So they went.

She left on Wednesday and stayed in a rented home not far from Epcot Center. That would be the last I saw of her for six days. We texted off and on, she sent me a couple photos, but we lacked constant communication for the entire time.

You probably already know this about me, but I have an overactive imagination. If I am going to Florida for a romantic getaway with a pretty and seductive lady, I will take full advantage of the alone time with her. So, Jules being alone for all that time with David, in a home with bedrooms, her away from the demands of her family, him being deserving of gratitude, things were going to happen.

The days dragged on, and finally, Tuesday has arrived. She arrived back home on Monday, but it was late and she wanted to spend time with her family.

We agreed to meet at Manner Hall, the building on our church’s property at about 7:00pm that evening. Both of our spouses had meetings, so we had about 90 minutes to spend together. Needless to say, I was excited.

When my wife left I quickly climbed into the car and texted “in transit” to Jules. She was already in her car, so we called each other. I was nice to hear her voice, and I could tell she was anxious to see me. In the back of my mind, the lingering question remained with me – did she or didn’t she? However, we had so much other stuff to talk about, that topic did not come up.

We arrived at Manner Hall about the same time and went into the dark building. Quietly we ascended the steps, just the sound of our breath and probably the sound of my heart pounding was heard. At the top of the steps, I pulled her to me. She was so receptive to my embracing and kissing – I acted like an 18 year old about to get layed for the first time. We held hands as we walked back to our room. The making of our mattress was a well-rehearsed routine, as was our disrobing. I would like it to be a little more romantic, but time was not on our side. Therefore, we have to make every minute count.

As I’m sitting on the nearby sofa removing my shoes, I look up and view Jules. I love to watch her move, particularly undressing – it seems so perfect. She looks up and sees me looking, our eyes lock. Most of our clothes are off, so we climb onto the mattress.

Being conscious of parts of her body that were not working at 100%, I laid on my back and pulled her on top. Our eyes never parted. We kiss again as she reached under and placed my dick at the entrance of her pussy.

I whisper, “are you sure about this?” She nodded and the tip slipped in. Jules’ face winced in pain.

“I can’t, Levi.” Tears welled up in her soft brown eyes.

“Don’t worry about it, lover,” I responded. “Another day perhaps. But then I want to attempt to please you without penetration.” I smile a devilish smile.

“How about the lazy 69?”

“Sure! Antalya Escort It’s been a while, but maybe I’ll remember how it goes,” I said as we both laughed.

Facing each other, we both lay on our sides and rested our heads on the inner thigh of the other. My tongue investigates the region that has been ignored for a long time, as her lips and tongue find my prick. In synchronization, we both sigh as if we just found a mutual comfort zone.

My hand reaches around to her butt to draw it closer. The smells are heavenly, as were the sights. I have watched lots of porn in my life, but her pussy was by far the prettiest I’ve ever seen. I do not think that is an exaggeration. The color, the folds, everything…

Jules licked around the head of my wanting penis for a minute then stopped. There was no touching on my dick from her mouth or hand. This was kind of odd. I felt her breath – there is something different.

“Levi,” she said with some reservations in her voice.

“Yes?” I replied.

“I gave David two blowjobs in Florida.”

There was silence.

“Are you okay, Levi?” I felt my once throbbing cock slowly deflate. I did not know what to say. The woman I love and cherish had her mouth around another man’s penis, even though it was her husband. But it is what I expected, and I did ask her to tell me if it happened or not.

“You ask me to tell you if it happened. Matter of fact, you asked for details. I did not want to hurt you, and still don’t, but we have a very frank and open relationship. He is my husband.”

From between her legs comes a tepid voice saying, “I know.”

“Do you still want details? Or should we talk this out?”

My mind was racing. I did not like the feelings that I was experiencing, but yet I did. I cannot explain it.

At this point, both of us just had our heads resting on the other’s inner thighs, and there was a pregnant silence.

Finally, I made up my mind. “Okay, details.” With those two words, the floodgates opened. I believe she was waiting for those words. So she started her story. Or should I say, stories?

We did the wine and beer tour of Epcot Center on Thursday. It was a lot of fun, and we had plenty to drink. At the end of the evening we got into the car to take the short ride back to the house. David was very cautious while driving, and he wasn’t very drunk.

As we were driving I placed my hand in his lap. I felt his organ through his light shorts. Of course he didn’t respond, he couldn’t. I think I told you about his ED problem.

I muttered an inaudible sound saying yes. She understood.

We got back to the house, and got undressed. David went into the bathroom to brush his teeth. I had already prepared for this event. In my suitcase were his expired bottle of Viagra and a baby blue linen handkerchief. I folded it nicely, set it on his nightstand, and placed a glass of water next to it. In the middle of the handkerchief I positioned two of his pills and got into the cotton sheets.

My deflated organ started filling with blood. Jules saw this and consumed the entire awakening organ with one swoop. She came up for air, then repeated. I gasped.

David came out of the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bed. It took a second, then saw the gift and looked at me.

“You don’t have to do this, Jules” he said quietly.

“I want to do it for you. I spoke to the doctor about intercourse, Antalya Escort Bayan and she advised against it. So, I want to give you a blowjob. It has been a while, hasn’t it?”

Actually, I lied a little and wanted to save the intercourse part for you, Levi, so that part was NOT going to happen.

David nodded, reached out and slowly placed the pills in his hand.

“Two?” he asked.

“They are expired. So, I figured that they lost half of their potency. Therefore, two.”

He put the pills on his tongue, took a gulp of water and swallowed the pills.

I knew it took about thirty minutes for the drug to take effect, so we laid side by side watching TV. He never touched me. It was weird. It is as though he was nervous.

After about twenty minutes, I reached out and started playing with his still flaccid dick. In about a minute, it started coming to life. He was sitting up with his back against the headboard and pillows.

“Are you comfortable?” I asked. He stammered that he was.

I sunk down between his legs and held his rising penis. It is not as pretty as yours, Levi, and I was thinking about you the whole time.

With that statement, Jules again swallowed my dick. I placed my heel on the back of her head rendering her incapacitated. My dick stayed in her throat for a minute, she gagged, then I let her go. Without missing a beat, she continued the story.

I opened my mouth and took him in. He still was not fully erect, so I did that thing I do to you when you aren’t hard yet. David and his cock seemed to enjoy it. David gasped and his erection increased – a lot.

“Okay, you knew I was going to ask this – is David’s bigger?” I interrupted.

“Yours is prettier and size doesn’t matter.” She retorted.

“By that response, I gather it is. I don’t care, it is what it is.”

“Yes, his is larger. But I enjoy and want yours a lot more.”

With that she licked around the head of my dick, then pointed her tongue, and penetrated the tiny hole a little. I gasped again. Is she ever finished showing me her skills?

She continued the story.

I knew from experience that David doesn’t take too long. So I got into a rhythm, just bobbing my head up and down. He is a no frills kind of guy. I didn’t try any of the techniques I do with you, just a plain vanilla blowjob.

In about four to five minutes David let out a soft moan, and my mouth was full of three years’ worth of cum. God, what a load. It leaked out the sides of my mouth, or should I say poured out the sides of my mouth. He was nowhere near as animated as you, and he finished cumming quickly.

I got up and went to the bathroom to remove the deposit. I grabbed a warm washcloth and went back into the bedroom. There was cum all over the bed between David’s legs. I cleaned him up first, moving his now flaccid cock and balls back and forth to get every crevice. Then I asked him to move and I cleaned up the sheets as best as I could.

You were on my mind the entire time, and I wanted to remember all the details to make you happy, Levi. What I wanted more than anything at that moment was to return to that bed and see you, to feel your touch, to kiss you, to snuggle with you. But what I got was David, on his side, facing away from me, snoring. I had no expectations, and received none.

After watching some TV, I slowly went to sleep…

Again, my penis disappeared into Jules’ Escort Antalya talented mouth. I gingerly licked the pretty pussy that remained in front of me. I felt her breathing increasing, and her attention to my cock decreasing. I intensified the pressure and speed my mouth and tongue was delivering on her. Her hand came down and held the back of my head. I started to insert a finger or thumb into her, but decided against it. Let this be soft and loving.

In about two minutes her fingers intertwined themselves in my hair, she emitted a guttural noise from her throat, then came. My nose was smashed into her, and her legs were on both sides of my head. Her body stiffened, then relaxed. There were beads of sweat on her body. That was a magical moment for me. I love this woman!

When her breathing returned to normal, she took a broad tongue and ran it from my balls to my tip. I was ready!

“Blowjob number two?” I said excitedly. My dick was throbbing.

“Okay”, Jules responded. “But this time I did not arrange it”.

David and I decided to go to church on Sunday morning. It was a nice service in a small church near the rental home. After we got back we were getting undressed to get into our swimsuits to hang out at the pool for the afternoon. Both of us were naked and just about to get our suits on when David turns to me and says “Jules, can you do me a favor?”

I didn’t think much of the question figuring it was him about ask to get him a sandwich or help with his insulin kit.

“Sure, David. What can I do?”

He wouldn’t look at me and became a little fidgety.

“Can you give a blowjob like you did the other night? It felt good, and I forgot what I was missing”

This was a shock. It has been many years since he has initiated sex (if you call asking for a blowjob as initiating). I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know want to do it. If I did do it, it would be strictly mechanical – just get him off. I was paralyzed. But then I thought of you, Levi. Another story. It seems so wrong to do this, but it is a win/win for all the guys that mean something to me.

“Okay”, I said. “Take a couple pills and let me go poop. By time I’m finished, the drug should be kicking in.”

“I believe I texted you during that poop. Of course, I did not tell you what was about to happen. I will never tell you about something like that via texting.”

“I do remember that text. Didn’t you send me a photo of your legs at that time?”

“Yep,” she flippantly responded.

I finished up and left the bathroom. David was sitting on the sofa and watching TV.

“Are you ready?” I asked him.

“I don’t know,” he responded. “It doesn’t seem to be working.”

“David, it is not a magic pill. It doesn’t force an erection. You still need to be stimulated. Let me help.”

I got on my knees in front of him and took his flaccid organ into my mouth.

Again my throbbing organ got lost in Jules’ mouth. She took me about halfway in, then started making circular motions on the bottom of my dick with her tongue. I don’t know what I wanted more – the conclusion of the story or to unleash into her throat.

She withdrew, sucking hard on the head on the way out.

At this point the story becomes kind of boring. I sucked his dick for a couple minutes, it became hard, I sucked longer, he came, I spit it out, and we went swimming. The End.

I needed to cum, but I wanted a connection with Jules. So, I asked her to replace her mouth with her hand. We both sat up, backs against the sofa, and I gazed at her face. Her hand performed their magic, so I came while looking at her and kissing her. I have never had a more intense orgasm – and yes, I was immaturely animated!

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Barely a day after the fuck fest with Sly, Jolene was home in bed fantasizing about their next encounter. As much as she played with her pussy you would think it would be used to the pounding she had gotten but it still throbbed. Sly’s cock was so big and round it had stretched her till it hurt but it was a delicious hurt. This morning she had awakened after a very good nights sleep. After leaving the school and her double encounter with Sly and Tom, a long hot shower relaxed her and she had fallen into a deep sleep. Now she was dreamily reviewing the encounter in her head as her fingers drifted to her moistening pussy lips. She was lightly running the tips of her fingers over her lips causing them to part. A familiar hum began in her clit, which was already beginning to harden. Here I go again she thought. Good thing you can’t wear this out but I love trying she thought.

Her thoughts drifted to the previous night’s double pleasure in Sly’s office. When Tom came out from the shadows with his cock in his hand Jolene had a huge thrill go through her. Since she was a teenager she was curious about how it would feel to have all her holes filled by big strong men. At first the fantasy was a cock in her pussy and another in her mouth having them cum at the same time. Then as she grew more adventurous and discovered her need for stimulation in her ass the fantasy changed to double penetration. A look through a sex toy catalog satisfied that idea one day. She had found a double dildo as well as numerous butt plugs that looked stimulating. Working her way up from a butt plug and a dildo to a double dildo proved to be a delicious feeling but the urge was still there to have two real cocks in both her holes. A third cock to suck on would be heaven but possibly a distraction. It was worth the distraction she thought.

It didn’t take long before her fingers found her favorite spot and began to stimulate her clit. A creamy drip of pussy juice was working its way out of her hole and down the crack of her ass. In the mirror she could see the shine on her lips as her fingers worked their magic. She could do this all day but she wanted to feel Sly’s tongue in her pussy and Tom’s cock in her mouth again. The thought of Tom shooting cum in her face and on her tits excited her to the point she began to cum. She didn’t know why she felt this way but it was possible it had to do with the power she had over Tom at that moment. Jolene had the power to control men with out trying. Once a man had sampled her charms she could get anything she wanted from them. A gasp escaped her lips as a pang went though her from her engorged clit to her brain. Antalya Escort Briefly she went blind and couldn’t breathe as the orgasm surged through her loins. The sound of a ringing phone brought her back to reality.

“Hello,” she answered.

“Good morning Sweetness, whatcha doin?” asked Sly.

“Playing with myself and thinking of your fat cock, of course,” she quipped.

“Nice. Why aren’t you over here sucking my cock?” he said with a chuckle.

“You haven’t told me to get my ass over there yet obviously,” she snapped back.

“Well, what are you waiting for, an engraved invitation?”

“I’ll be there shortly,” she said with a giggle and hung up.

Jolene had not actually been to Sly’s house before now but she had driven by it a few times. Arriving in twenty minutes after his call, dressed in her short shorts and a crop top he appeared stunned at her arrival.

“Wow, aren’t you sexy,” Sly observed.

Placing her hands on his chest and pushing him inside and to the floor she straddled him and locked her mouth to his. Winding his hands in her thick hair he forced his tongue into her mouth and sucked her tongue to him. Pulling away and standing up over him she began to remove her top.

“I’ve got you where I want you,” she giggled.

Sitting up he reached for her shorts and unsnapping them, she was relieved of them in one motion. His tongue went straight into her already moist pussy and his fingers followed. In this position he had easy access to her in order to stuff both her holes at once and lick her at the same time. She gasped and bent her knees outward slightly in order to get the best effect. He knew what buttons to push and he was pushing them hard. Not to be out done she had some thoughts of how to get even with him but for now she was going to enjoy herself. A knock at the door brought them both to a standstill. He pulled back and looked up and she looked down at him,

“Don’t answer it,” she said pleading.

“It is probably Tom. He said he might come over.”

“Oooh, you devil. When were you going to tell me that?”

Laughing he got up from the floor to answer the door as she ran for cover. Sure enough it was Tom.

Opening the door, he said, “Nice timing buddy Jolene is here.”

“Oh, I’m sorry I’ll go….,” said Tom.

“Nope, too late she knows you’re here. Maybe we can have some fun with her together. I think she is game,” said Sly with a grin.

Moving to the living room Tom noticed Jolene’s top on the carpet.

Tom said, “I see you have already been warming her up?”

At that point Jolene Antalya Escort Bayan came out of hiding and said suspiciously, “Are you two conspiring against me?”

Sly looked at Tom and said, “Why of course not Sweetie”, with a grin.

Jolene looked at both men’s pants and saw the unmistakable outline of two hard cocks straining to get out. That was all she needed to see.

Pulling down her shorts and turning around so her ass was to them she said, “Ok boys. Let’s see what you can do.”

Then bending over, she spread hers legs wider and getting up on the balls of her feet to show off her tanned legs she said, “Let’s do this.”

Not needing any more invitation than that both men moved toward her and picked her up from under her arms and whisked her off to a bedroom. They deposited her face down on the bed. Arching her back like she was trying to get to her knees brought her ass up in the air invitingly. Tom was quickest on the draw and dove under her sinking his tongue in her sopping pussy. Putting his hands on her ass he drew her down to his lips. Alternating between his tongue and lips he began to lick and suck her rock hard clit and inserted his fingers in her sucking hole. She bucked and writhed in delicious agony as an orgasm began to build. Lifting her head slightly and pushing herself up on her hands to get a better fit her mouth was confronted with Sly’s big cock at her lips. Opening her mouth wide she enveloped his cock with her lips letting her tongue slide down the underside as she took him in down to his balls. A moan escaped his lips as her tongue tickled his balls. A long sucking pull on his cock brought a taste of his pre-cum to her taste buds. This was definitely becoming a dream come true.

Tom was getting more than a mouthful as her honey dripped onto his chin. A shudder going through her gave away her first orgasm from him eating at her pussy. Pulling away slightly to break the buzz, gave Tom time to make his next move. He jumped off the bed and shed his clothes in about 5 seconds, and then he was behind her. Sly had two handfuls of hair and pulling her head up and down enjoying a long deep blowjob. As his cock came out of her hot wet mouth to the tip the cool air relieved the heat from his cock. Holding it firmly by the base Jolene continued to tease him with her tongue in the slit occasionally and swirling her way back to about halfway down his shaft. The suction was incredible. The cum was definitely rising from his balls and about to be deposited in her mouth. Knowing this was not a good use of his juice Sly began to slow down to keep from cumming. Escort Antalya Tom was pumping Jolene’s pussy now for all it was worth. His balls were slapping her clit loudly and she was lunging forward on Sly’s cock with every thrust. Tom’s two fingers were deep in her asshole and he was trying to get a third in. Jolene’s moans were vibrations on Sly’s cock and he would have to decide what to do soon or she would get a cum bath. Suddenly it came to him what to do next. Pulling is cock out of her mouth he laid back on the bed and slid down under her licking and sucking his way down her chest. Jolene put her hands on his head and assisted him sliding under her.

Tom, seeing Sly moving into position under Jolene quickly figured out what he was up to and let Sly get his legs between theirs. Pulling his glistening dick out of Jolene’s pussy he eased her down onto Sly’s cock as he pulled his fingers out of her ass and put the head of his cock in her asshole as it was closing up. Now Sly was in Jolene’s pussy up to his balls and he was waiting for Tom to get in her asshole. You’ve got to love teamwork between friends. Jolene was in ecstasy, her eyes closed and her head pulled back by her hair. Tom’s cock slid effortlessly into her because she was so wet from the juice already on it. Sly began to fuck her slowly at first and Tom followed to keep in rhythm so they wouldn’t accidentally fall out of her. Once they got going they were both going in at the same time and coming out at the same time. The feeling to Jolene was intense and she wondered if she would pass out from the pleasure. It crossed her mind that these guys’ cocks were rubbing together through the thin wall between them. If she thought about it later she was going to ask what it felt like.

Soon Tom, who had the tightest grip on his cock, was at the short strokes. He had been slowing down and speeding up trying to hold himself from cumming. He wondered if he should pull out and shoot on her back. Sly was also trying to hold back.

Jolene settled it for both of them by shouting, “Give me all your cum in both holes, cum in me guys!”

Both men momentarily sped up and began grunting as they splashed cum inside her, keeping it going as long as possible as they emptied themselves into her. Jolene thinks she fainted as she felt the first blast hit her cervix. Both men’s cocks were jerking and pumping their juice deep into her. An overpowering orgasm starting at her clit and flowing up through her stomach, into her chest and finally exploding in her brain caused her to faint.

When she woke up a sheet was covering her and someone had obviously cleaned her up. Tom was gone and it was getting dark.

Sly came into the room and said, “You have been having a fun day.” “Licked, sucked, fucked and cum in every hole.”

“Mmmmm, what will you think of next? Three cocks?” Jolene giggled.

The story continues…..

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There’s nothing like the joy of the holiday season. Festive decorations are everywhere and people seem to be kinder, happier and more thoughtful. I love the holidays as it gives me the opportunity to celebrate with friends. I work as a sales associate at one of the finer department stores at the mall and the holidays are especially hectic. Long hours combined with stressful shoppers who aren’t sure what to buy loved ones makes for one tired gal at the end of the day.

I work in the mens department, so I always try to dress in a low cut top and tight skirt. It helps get the customers attention and when I smile and wiggle my ass, they get pretty engaged and wind up buying a little more than they usually planned on spending. I don’t work on commission, but I like the idea of helping others.

Today, I’m wearing a tight red sweater that shows the tops of my big firm tits. With it, I’m wearing a mid-length black pencil skirt that hugs my curves delightfully. I have a pair of delicious black strappy . heels and I feel pretty sexy. I wore my thick blonde hair up in a bun today with little tendrils framing my face – I love that look. Makes me feel like a school teacher.

It’s old in the store today, and I am wearing a lacey bra that allows my big, pink nipples to poke through. I love the feel of my hard nipples against the fabric, it makes my body tingle and I can feel the wetness between my legs. It’s been awhile since I’ve gotten laid – I think I’m overdue.

It’s mid morning and I’m straightening up the ties when a handsome fellow walks up to me and asks me if I can help him pick out a suit for a party. I noticed him across the department awhile Antalya Escort ago, but did not approach him as I didn’t want to be pushy. Instead, I glanced over at him every once in awhile to see if he looked confused. I liked that he was tall, with dark hair. He even had some scruff on his chin – like a 5 o’clock shadow, which I thought was incredibly sexy. I immediately wondered what that scruff would feel like rubbing against my sensitive nipples.

When he came up to me, I was lost in sexy thoughts of him, so when he said hello, I was a bit startled.

“Camille?” he was clearly reading my name tag. “Do you mind helping me look for a suit? I have to go to a party next weekend and need something sharp.”

“Sure, it would be my pleasure. But please, call me Cami.” I flashed him my brightest smile and I got one back in return. We spent some time talking about his style and what he was looking for. I pulled a few options from our inventory and asked him to meet me in the dressing room so we could see how they looked.

Now, the idea of this gorgeous man undressing just a few feet away from me was daunting. He was the hottest guy I’d seen in the store in some time. The fact that I hadn’t been with anyone in months didn’t help. I was horny as hell and needed to get fucked hard. My already hard nipples were pressing against my top – pushing and aching to be sucked on, played with, take care of. I was literally aching.

As I brought him the samples, he had already undressed down to his briefs and for a slight moment i was mesmerized by his beauty. He was rock solid and had a perfect body.

“Cami, you don’t have Antalya Escort Bayan to leave when I try these on. It might be more helpful if you stayed and helped me get in and out of these. Might make it faster.”

“That’s not really company policy,” i responded. I wanted to stay more than anything, but I was afraid of risking my job. It was in that moment that he took the tip of his forefinger and gently caressed the tops of my breasts, tracing the edge of the sweater as it dipped between my cleavage and then back up to the top.

In reaction to his touch, my breath quickened and my breasts heaved. There was no mistaking that my nipples were longer, harder, needier than ever. “Please?” he asked gently as his mouth moved downwards and traced the same path as his finger did. His breath against my skin make me weak. I felt myself swoon and immediately, his hands were around me, supporting me and making sure I didn’t fall.

The feeling was mesmerizing. My entire body was on fire and I wanted nothing more than to rip off my clothes and let him have his way with me. So I did.

His mouth came up to mine and kissed me passionately while his hands reached for my breasts – caressing and massaging them to the point that a small moan escaped my lips. His mouth moved from mine down my neck to the tops of my breasts. I was on fire, aching for more of him. I reached down and touched his cock – it was so long and hard. I could feel him throbbing through his underwear.

He pulled my sweater over my head and buried his face between my tits. They were so big that most of his head got lost between them, but he managed to find his Escort Antalya way out of the abyss and lick up towards my left nipple – hard through my bra. He reached back and unclipped me – so my tits fell freely around him. HIs hands, one on each breast, massaged and caressed them as his mouth took turns licking and sucking my nipples. I was in absolute heaven.

I hiked my skirt up and pulled my panties to the side, sliding my fingers over my clit. It was so slippery and wet. I rubbed some of that wetness on my nipples and loved the sound of his moan as he tasted me on them.

Reluctant to have his mouth ever leave my tits, I got down on my knees and took him into my mouth. The deliciousness of him is indescribable, I can only say that he was a yummy mouthful of manliness. His hands in my hair, he undid my bun and my long locks fell against my back as he pushed himself deep into the back of my throat. I loved hearing him moan as I took him over the edge and filled my mouth up with his cum.

After swallowing every drop, he pulled me up and pushed me up against the wall. My arms held above my head, by one of his hands, i wrapped my legs around him as I felt him push deeply, quickly into me. The ferocity of his need matched mine and we fucked hard for just moments before we both exploded. It was the hottest, most incredible sex I had ever had.

A few minutes later, I left the dressing room, composed and satisfied.

He took his time trying on the suits and when he came up to the register and handed me his AmEx, I smiled.

“I appreciate your business today, Michael. Thank you SO much for shopping with us today.. I hope you’ll be back again soon.” I smiled.

“With that kind of service, Cami, I will be a regular, you can count on that.” He smiled back.

With that last sentiment, I wished him a Merry Christmas and expected to see him back in a few days to pick up his newly altered suit.

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Jesse

There are women that come in and out of our lives that stay for but a short time, but leave everlasting memories. Jesse was special in so many ways, that I couldn’t begin to list them.

There are women that can look sexy, dress sexy, act sexy, and be sexy. However there are also women that have a certain something that all those others will never have……fucking raw sex appeal. It isn’t taught, learned, or even bought, you either have it or you don’t. I bet gals like Pamela Anderson and Marilyn Monroe had it.

How would I describe Jesse? A dirty blonde, succulent c cups, with spectacular eraser sized nipples. A cute butt and a flirty/sexy personality. If she was an animal, she would be a strong wild mare near the front of the herd. A woman…..Cleopatra….very strong, very sexual and very free…….held by some, but never controlled by any.

Sweet Jesse was always pleasant to be around, especially if it could be just you and her.

I remember those little things that even being simple could quickly become extreme by her sexpot charms. I remember the first time I actually fingered her, she squirmed around and became all juicy and then purred in to my ear how wet she had become.

That same day I saw her bush for the first time, I didn’t get to see the treasure, but with each of us sitting on a log I was able to look inside her unzipped pants to see her brown bush against perfectly snow white lacy panties…………….that memory will always be burnt into my brain.

There were many pleasures with Jesse, and there were also pains. I can vividly remember the hate and jealousy I felt against one of her old boyfriends Butch. There was about a three year period where she was my world and it was a tortuous time to know he was kissing her lips and touching her body.

The day of infamy she invited me over for nothing but raw sex!! I had waited for three years to get into those pants of hers, and wouldn’t you now it when I got there she wasn’t even wearing pants.

I remember that days events as though they happened only yesterday……………….

She was standing in the kitchen on the phone. This is back in the early eighties where Antalya Escort everyone had the phone cord that would stretch about thirty feet. To my surprise she was only wearing a white terry cloth robe. She had said she was going to take a shower before I arrived; I was still pleasantly surprised by her nonchalance.

As she spoke on the phone sitting at the kitchen table I studied her frame with the robe haphazardly open, or knowing her… purposely open to tease. I had wanted to possess her sexually for going on three years, believe me I was looking. As she spun the long curly queue cord of the phone I was zoned in on her brown bush………….the promise land.

When the call ended she hung up the phone and gave me one of her innocent looking little girly looks, I rose and started towards her, as she spoke, and who the fuck knows what she said………….my ears had turned off. I had reached the crowning glory of my existence as my hands reached inside the open robe and scooped her naked ass into my waiting hands. I was on cloud nine I never thought I would actually get the chance of scoring with Jesse and here I was with two hands full of her sweet ass. I necked on her for a long time but never let go of that ass.

She finally loosened my grip and led me sexually to the couch. She stripped me down to my birthday suit and laid me down. My cock was sticking straight up and ready to go, she straddled me with a leg on each side and lowered herself to me and her breast looked glorious hovering over me. God, I can’t count the number of times that I had stroked myself thinking of being in this position. She reached down and grasped my dick and stroked it a little. She then rode back and forth slathering the back on my cock through her lips teasingly almost entering her.

The moment of truth arrived and she slipped it into her opening and slid right to the base.

The excitement, feelings, and emotions where too much and I lunged at her grinding myself against her, she immediately pulled her hot pussy up almost allowing my cock to slip from its new favorite friend. It was quickly obvious of that she was in control.

The sexual appetite has a lot to do with presentation, Antalya Escort Bayan and Jesse is sure a showman. So, as she is riding and controlling my cock with her pussy, she starts her showman ship. Sitting straight up with me buried, Jesse leans all the way forward and rides me a couple of strokes. I was staring at her hot pussy and watching my wet cock slip to and fro……fucking beautiful. She then set back straight up and leans way back almost allowing my cock to slip from her……then she rides it back and forth, the pressure her pussy put on my cock in this position was maddening. God I probable had a death grip on her poor tits. When I thought it couldn’t get any better, she slid to far back and my dick slipped out.

For the second time that day, another memory that was burnt into my mind was when I slipped out. She rose up just enough to grasp my dick to put it back inside. There was light coming in the window behind her and it gave her whole body a glow, almost angelic. As I looked between her sexy thighs and watched her getting ready to slide me back in her brown bush was just glowing. As I slipped back in, I was determined to take control and ride my baby; it was not to come though as the phone rang.

Jessica leapt off me to answer the phone. It was her mother and she was supposed to be home alone and cleaning, hell she was trying to clean my pipes, I thought it was cool.

She sat in a kitchen chair with her legs spread and pulled up under her chin; such an inviting target couldn’t be left alone. I walked to her and bent down and slid my dick into her as she spoke to her mother on the phone. I played with her long enough to hear her breathing start to change and she pushed my away.

I went back and lay on the couch until her mom ended the call. Jesse came over and chided me for fucking her while she was on the phone with her mom. She was like a lioness though once she crept over the arm of the oversized couch. She spread my legs and kissed her way up to my cock. Always the showman Jesse made sure you knew she was sucking your cock. She would either have my cock buried in her sexy mouth or she would be licking the head as she jacked it while staring Escort Antalya into my eyes. She would also occasionally take it out and rub it all over her cheeks and then noisily slurp it back in her mouth…….she was a master.

I worried that she was going to bring me off in her mouth, all the time I jacked off dreaming about being with her, I was in her pussy. I couldn’t resist it any longer and slid out from under her and brought her up to me. We kissed as we held each other and I rolled her onto her back. I wanted nothing more then to pound her pussy and get off, but Jesse had other ideas. On her back she spread her legs wide and pushed me down to service her pussy…..damn don’t you just love a woman that’s sexually in control!

I must admit, back in the day I was but an amateur at servicing a girl; I am now a cone sour. I started licking her only halfway knowing what I was doing, but I caught on quickly as she would raise herself to make the needed contact with my tongue.

I was happy to give her what she desired but my true calling awaited me and I had a date with DESTINY.

I rose up to her and put her sexy legs over my shoulders and entered her. I was a man on a mission; I was here to claim the prize that had eluded me for three damn years.

I was like an oiled machine; I hammered away at her for a long time. Although I had plenty of stimulation, I really believe I was so freaking nervous it took me a long time to actually come. Right before coming I told her I loved her, and at the time I did. It was the first time I had ever come inside a girl…………what a complete and wonderful crowning glory that is!

We finally took a break and went to the kitchen for a drink. She started cleaning again as I watched, it can be sexy watching a girl clean while naked. She was bent over at the stove doing something and I walked up to her and slipped right back into her pussy still full of my come. I grabbed her hips and was really getting into a good pace when she moved and I slipped out and then buried it all the way but in the wrong hole. She tried to get away, but I just kept going at it until she slipped out of my grasp.

I chased her back into the living room and we ended up on the floor, with my mouth licking my own come out of her freshly fucked pussy, and I am proud to say she added her own to mine as I licked away.

In closing, I love those thoughts of my dear Jesse. This is also a true story……in 1982.

Romanmichael

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The car swept up to the entrance to the Diablo Club and stopped. Alex and Jennifer now totally composed but for the faint red blush on Jennifer’s cheeks, alighted and walked into the entrance of the imposing building. The tuxedoed doorman ushered them in and they stood transfixed by the activity in progress.

A slim blonde, in white corselet and white stockings, her mound smooth and depilated, approached and took Jennifer by the hand. With Alex following she led her to a dark table and the three of them sat on the soft, wide couch that ran behind.

The short clear-lacquered nails of the young girl contrasted with the long red manicured nails of Jennifer as they guided the newcomer’s unresisting hand along her slender thigh and gently pressed the fingers into the dewy opening below her hairless mound.

Jennifer’s middle finger began to push backwards and forwards into the slowly opening slit. She took her fingers to her mouth, ignoring the deprived protests of her new found friend, and sucked the delicious juices from her fingers.

Anna, the young blonde, leant forward, her perfect breasts highlighted by the cups of her corselet, Antalya Escort their dark nipples a vivid contrast against the transparent whiteness of the outer flesh. Her long tongue flicked into Jennifer’s mouth and ran along between her lip and teeth.

Jennifer’s hand returned to the warm, moist place between the young woman’s urgent thighs as Alex, fired by the sensuality of their embrace reached out to pinch the hard beckoning nipples that that thrust towards him.

Anna bucked on Jennifer’s fingers, her short hair bristling with the arousal of her body. This was too much for Alex who unfastened his trousers, then with little effort lifted Anna from Jennifer’s burrowing hand and forced her sodden cunt onto his rigid cock. Anna’s scream of desire turned every head in the nightclub and her spasming body urged others into even more intense activity.

Jennifer, now denied her own carnal pursuits, moved to the centre of the room. The dim lights and swirling smoke gave her movements an unreal quality. Seated at a table by the edge of the dance floor, a young man, his hair dark and curly, black skin gleaming sat stroking Antalya Escort Bayan his enormous penis. His head was thrown back and his facial muscles were clenched in the first stages of orgasm. Jennifer moved in front of him and slowly raised the black silk skirt to her waist. The young distracted by the sound and movement in front of him, opened his eyes, to find Jennifer’s magnificent legs and cunt inches from his face.

His eyes flashed as he took in the black stockings and the lacy suspender belt framing her glistening cunt. Jennifer moved forward and, removing his hand from his superb organ, she began to slide her swollen cunt onto it.

Before she could reach her goal, she was grasped from behind by both arms and pulled into the light of the follow spot. Her hands were pulled above her head and fastened by leather manacles to a large steel ring suspended from a strong ceiling chain. Her ankles were pulled apart and soft manacles secured them to rings set into the floor.

Strong hands ripped away her skirt, her blouse and her silk camisole, until she stood, stretched and open, under the strong blue light Escort Antalya of the follow spot.

The long line of her stockinged legs rose to the firm, jutting mounds of her arse and the smooth tanned back bent backwards pulling her heavy engorged breasts up so they jutted towards the young black man.

He rose from his chair and came forward his mouth closing over the hard nipple of Jennifer’s breast. He tugged at the nipple, his teeth pulling on the scarlet thread wound around its fat end. Jennifer writhed against her restraints, her thighs rubbing together, every part of her body shaking with the ecstasy of her lust.

The young man came around behind her, his penis hard and upright. He grabbed the high cheeks of her arse and drove forward, burying his enormous weapon into her swollen and wanton cunt. The urgency of his penetration overwhelmed Jennifer and she spasmed in uncontrolled orgasm. Only her bonds kept her from collapsing and the young man grasped her swollen breasts to pull her backwards onto the stabilisation of his rigid cock.

Anna, her body streaked with sweat, joined the action in the light.

She knelt before Jennifer’s writhing body and licked alternately at the swollen cunt and the young man’s ramming weapon.

The hard cock slipped from Jennifer’s cunt and Anna drew it all into her mouth. Her hands gripped it hard as she brought her anonymous lover to a spurting climax.

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