Helping Her Make a Demo Tape

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It was a strange phone call, to say the least.

I was sitting on the couch with my wife when her phone lit up with an unknown number. She picked it up, saying, “Hello?”

When the caller introduced themselves, I saw a look of recognition on my wife’s face. “Oh, hey, how are you?” After a long pause, my wife said, “Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry to hear that.” Seeing my quizzical look, she shook her head dismissively at me and continued listening to the voice on the other line.

Then she started laughing – not funny laughing, but nervous/polite laughing. “No, I don’t think so.” Pause. “No, I’m really sorry but I can’t do that. OK. OK. No problem, I’ll talk to you later.”

Hanging up, my wife didn’t say anything, just turned to the TV. “Come on, you’re not going to tell me?” I said.

“That was your sister’s friend Melanie,” Lauren said. “You know she’s lost both her parents to cancer, right? Well, her boyfriend dumped her a couple weeks ago and she lost her job yesterday. She’s really in a bad place.”

“So why’d she call you?” I said, puzzled. We had met Melanie a couple times, but obviously not enough for Lauren to even save her number. I might have been a little more familiar with her, having Facebook stalked her – the girl was smokin’ hot. About 5-foot-7, skinny, with pert B-cups, she had auburn hair and a face that reminded me of the actress Annie Wersching.

But back to the phone call. “Oh, it was nothing,” Lauren said. “Just a favor she thought I might be able to help with, but I couldn’t. A girl thing.”

Hearing the magic words that any smart guy knows mean to drop it, I did.

*****

The next morning at work, my phone lit up with a text from an unknown number. The message said, “hey is this marc? its merediths friend melanie, she gave me your number.”

“Yeah, what’s up?” I responded, curious as to why this girl was texting me now.

The next text floored me: “so, I have a favor to ask, and lauren said no, but I want to see what you think. im sure uv heard about my situation. ive lost everything. but ive decided to make the best of it. i want to move to LA and get into porn. the money is supposedly good, and i have no family to worry about seeing it.”

I blinked a couple times and re-read. Images of her naked, getting railed, flashed in my mind. But I wasn’t sure why she was telling me this. Was she messing with me?

“OK, so what’s the favor,” I typed, cautiously, feeling like I was taking a risk hitting the Send button.

“well,” came the reply, “i talked to a producer, and he likes my look a lot but said i need a demo tape. and he said it’s really important that the guy in the demo tape have a nice dick …… and lets just say lauren had a lot to say about yours at merediths bachelorette party.”

It took me a second to realize what she was saying, and I felt like I had the wind knocked out of me. This girl was asking me to fuck her on tape to help start a porno career. I started to type something back but quickly stopped. She had to be messing with me.

“Haha nice try,” I typed. “Did Meredith put you up to this?”

The little “…” appeared, and I was glued to the edge of my office chair.

“i swear,” she said. “what would convince you im telling the truth? a picture of my boobs?”

Well, I thought, it can’t hurt to say yes, can it?

“Sure, that would help,” I said.

It was about a minute before she responded – a long minute – but lo and behold, up popped a picture of the redheaded girl, completely topless, a smirk on her face. Her nipples were small and dark, and her boobs hung perfectly off her slender body.

“Wow,” I typed.

“believe me now ;)” she said.

“I guess so,” I answered, still in shock. “So you asked Lauren if you could” I paused my typing, not sure what to say. “do me?” I continued, hitting Send.

“yeah so i figured it was worth asking u,” she said. “maybe u can convince her.”

I laughed, spitting a bit of coffee. Yeah, right. What was I supposed to do, just ask my wife if I could fuck this girl to help her out?

Before responding, though, I thought about it. How awesome would it be? Then I thought: How can I make this happen?

“How about this,” I said. “You promise us 10% of your earnings for the first year if I help you. Lauren has been wanting to get a bigger house, but we can’t afford it. A couple thousand bucks might help.”

The “…” appeared again. “sounds fair,” she said. “but before i make an offer like that, i actually need to see your dick.”

I hesitated. “You know if you show it to anyone, I’ll show your topless pic,” I said.

“duh,” she said. “i dont even need your face in the pic. just cock.”

Well, if I wasn’t already hard from her topless picture, I definitely was no after seeing her say “cock.”

I locked the door to my office, whipped my dick out under my desk, and snapped a quick pic, making sure the angle and lighting were flattering for my rod. I’m not porn star big, only about 7 inches long, but it’s thick, straight, smooth, and has too hot to handle latino izle a nice-size head. Every girl I’ve ever hooked up with has loved it, and apparently my wife talked about it to other women.

Taking a deep breath, I sent the picture off.

“…” “ok lets do this,” was all she said.

*****

I got home that night and had actually forgotten about the thing with Melanie – just kidding. It was all I had thought about the rest of the day.

Lauren looked at me hesitantly when I walked in. “So, we need to talk about something,” she said.

I sat down, waiting.

“That thing Melanie wanted,” she went on. “Well, she called again today and let’s just say she made a pretty persuasive offer…”

After a long pause, I said impatiently, “So are you going to tell me what it is?”

“She wants to go into porn,” Lauren said as I tried my best to look shocked. “And she wants to use you for a demo tape.”

Even though I knew what was coming, it was still shocking to hear it. And I wasn’t really sure how to react without getting in trouble, so I just didn’t say anything.

Luckily, Lauren kept talking. “She said she’d give us a portion of her earnings – like, maybe over ten grand if she does well. We could really use the money…” she said, trailing off.

“I mean, that’s a lot of money,” I said, determined to slow play this.

Lauren started laughing. “Don’t act like it would be a chore for you,” she said. “I know you’d love to fuck her.”

I smiled, my face turning red. Lauren went on, “Screw it. Let’s do it. As long as I’m there, it won’t be like you’re cheating.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. I just sat there dumbfounded, smiling, for about an hour as Lauren texted back and forth with Melanie.

We didn’t say another word about it that night, but we were both thinking about it when we fucked that night, and it was one of our best sessions ever.

*****

Saturday was the big day. At Melanie’s request, I had been drinking lots of pineapple juice, I manscaped, and I was VERY thorough in the shower. Lauren had been in a bit of a mood for the past couple days, and I reminded her more than once that this was her idea (or so she thought).

Still, she glared at me as I got dressed Saturday. I wore the black boxer briefs that showed the outline of my dick and made my abs look great.

Not a word was said on the ride over, or the walk up to the door. Luckily, Melanie had left it unlocked, so we let ourselves in instead of standing awkwardly on the porch.

I don’t know whether I expected Melanie to be upbeat and comfortable about this. But she wasn’t. She said, “Hey, guys,” and looked down at her feet.

Nobody said anything for what seemed like an hour, before Lauren finally spoke up. “Are we going to fucking do this or not?” she said sharply.

Melanie looked up and seemed to snap herself out of it. “Yeah. Sorry. OK, so the cameras are all set up in the other room, so I guess we should just get started.”

Deep down, I think I still didn’t believe this was actually going to happen. But as we walked into Melanie’s guest bedroom, it became real. She had set up lighting around the room, and she had several cameras in various spots.

Now that it was actually happening, Melanie took charge.

“OK, Marc, stand right here, and put this on,” she said, pointing me to a spot in front of one of the cameras.

I went to the spot and started undoing my belt, but she stopped me. “Not yet. Lauren, can you stand over there?” Lauren, embarrassed to have not realized she was in the shot, dashed over to the corner.

“Now, Marc, I’ll handle your pants. You just follow my lead,” Melanie said.

Moving to the camera, she took a deep breath, and pressed Play.

Standing in front of the camera, she said, “My name is Ginger Boxx, I’m 23 years old, and this is my demo video.” Lauren and I glanced at each other, and she couldn’t hold back a grin at Melanie’s porno name. That was a good sign.

When I looked back at Melanie, she was getting on her knees in front of me. This was happening.

“Do you want to see my tits?” she said, looking up at me, trying to sound sexy.

I nodded. She slowly peeled off her spaghetti strap tank top, revealing a hot pink lacy bra holding her pert little B-cups in place. Then she reached back, released the clasp, and let the bra straps drop from her shoulders. After only a brief hesitation, she took the bra all the way off and looked up to me with her beautiful green eyes.

“Like what you see?” she said demurely.

Trying to avoid looking at Lauren, I responded, “Oh, yeah.”

Melanie smirked, and without another word began undoing my belt. I was rock hard already, my dick straining to get out of my jeans.

Melanie unbuttoned my pants and slowly unzipped them, all the while giving me a mischievous smile. Finally, my jeans rested at my ankles, and a thin layer of boxer briefs was the only thing holding my treason izle hard cock in place.

“Ready,?” Melanie said, almost more to herself than to me. I just nodded.

She hooked her fingers inside the waistband of my boxer briefs and slowly pulled down until finally my cock popped free. Melanie giggled at that.

For a few seconds, she just sat there staring at it. I don’t know if I’d ever been harder in my life. I felt like I could feel the veins about to burst in my shaft.

Finally, Melanie reached up and gingerly wrapped her right hand around my cock and slowly started stroking. Then she spit on the head, letting the string of saliva drag from her lips as she worked the lubrication over my whole cock.

After about 30 seconds of stroking, she stopped, leaned forward, and licked the underside of my dick. Reaching the tip, she looked up at me and smiled. Then she moved to the side and ran her tongue all the way up and down the underside of my cock. It felt heavenly, but my cock wanted more.

Melanie teased me a bit more before finally opening her mouth wide and engulfing the head of my dick. She just held it there for a minute, sucking like she would a lollipop. Her tongue lightly worked the underside of my head.

For about two minutes, Melanie made love to the head of my cock with her mouth, almost worshipping it. There was so much spit that it was dripping from both her mouth and my dick.

I was broken out of my daze when she suddenly moved her lips about halfway down my cock, my head going deep into her mouth. She came up, took a breath, and then went back down, even further this time. Then she started picking up the pace, sucking me in earnest, making loud slurping noises but keeping her lips wrapped tightly around my dick.

I knew I was supposed to last longer, but I was getting close. I couldn’t help it. I told her, “Melanie, I’m not going to last much longer.”

With that, she came up quickly and left my glistening prick hanging there in the air. “Not yet!” she said. “Get up on the bed.”

I obeyed, sitting on the side of the bed. Melanie grabbed my legs, pushed them upward, and whispered so that the camera wouldn’t hear, “Don’t worry, this is part of the plan. I need to make you last as long as possible the first time.”

Then, without warning, she darted forward and started tonguing my exposed asshole. This was a completely new sensation for me, and I have to admit it mostly tickled at first. I squirmed, but Melanie held me in place and kept going.

Eventually, it just felt really, really good. I couldn’t believe this amazingly hot girl was using her tongue to massage my asshole. She even stick her tongue all the way in at one point. I glanced over at Lauren, who just raised her eyebrows and shrugged, as if to say, “Hey, if she wants to do it, good for her.”

After several minutes of that, Melanie stopped and said, in a sultry voice for the camera’s benefit, “Did you like me eating your asshole?” I just nodded.

“Good,” she continued. “I’ve never done that before, but it wasn’t that bad. Hopefully that gave your dick a chance to calm down a bit, too.”

I don’t know about calm down, but I guess my impending orgasm had subsided a bit while she attended to my ass.

“Stand up again,” Melanie instructed, and I obeyed. “Now fuck my face. Do it like you mean it – I need to show this producer I can take it.”

Another thing I hadn’t done before, but I was eager to try. Melanie opened her mouth wide, and I slid my dick in along her tongue. When I hit the back of her throat, I started to pull back, but she grabbed my ass and pulled me back forward.

Her eyes started to water as she forced my dick deeper into her mouth. She almost got all the way before she had to come up for air, gasping.

“I’ll be OK, Ryan, I promise,” she said. “Just grab my hair and fuck my face. Try to get as deep as possible. You can stop if I throw up or if I tap your butt.”

Hesitantly at first, I put both hands on her head and started sliding my dick in and out of her mouth as she wrapped her lips around my shaft and tried to suck in rhythm.

Eventually, with her help, I really got into it, starting to fuck her face like I would fuck a vagina. She coughed and gagged a couple times but held me in place each time, making sure I didn’t stop. I’m pretty sure at least a couple times her nose actually hit my base.

As we got into more of a rhythm, Melanie started working her tongue more along bottom of my shaft as I fucked in and out. She made gulping and slurping noises, clearly playing it up for the camera’s benefit, but it was also having an effect on me. I was getting close.

“Mel, I’m not going to last much longer,” I finally said.

Coming off my dick, she gasped for air and whispered to me, “Time for the money shot then.”

with that, she started furiously stroking my shaft with her hand while sucking on my head. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. “Mel, I’m going to cum,” I said.

Pulling back, she true detective izle opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue. “Come for me, baby,” she said, pumping away at my shaft.

That was it. I let loose, with my first rope falling from her nose all the way across her forehead and into her hair. The next rope hit her cheek head-on, a nice big glob forming, and then she aimed the rest into her mouth, milking rope after rope from my cock as a pool of semen formed on her tongue.

As my orgasm slowed and Melanie squeezed out the last bit of cum, she leaned forward and sucked my head, getting every last drop. Then she opened her mouth, looked up at me, and said, “Ahhh,” showing me all the cum in her mouth. She turned more toward the camera, gurgled a bit, and then dipped her head forward to dramatically swallow.

Smacking her lips as she looked back up at me, she said, “Mmmm, that was good!” Then she used her fingers to get the rest of the cum off her cheek, nose, and forehead, and she seductively sucked her fingers clean.

Finally satisfied that she had swallowed all of my cum, she smiled up at me, smiled at the camera, and said, “Cut!”

Standing up, Melanie said to me, “That was fucking amazing. Thank you so much. Holy shit, I think that tape is going to be super-hot.”

“No problem,” I said, grinning stupidly, my still-hard dick swaying in the air.

“Let’s take a break for a bit, and we’ll do the fuck scenes in a little bit,” she said casually, walking past me to the bathroom. She was getting used to this!

I looked over at Lauren, shrugged my shoulders, and let out a small laugh. “So?” I asked my wife.

Lauren walked over and sat on the bed, and I sat next to her.

“You know,” she said, pausing to choose her words. “I have to admit, that was hot as shit. I’m actually turned on. If anything, I’m a little jealous that I don’t get to participate in the next scene.”

“Maybe you can,” I said with a mischievous smile, earning a slap on the shoulder from Lauren.

*****

Melanie spent about 10 minutes in the bathroom fixing her makeup, and after I had put on the robe that she had given me, Lauren and I sat mostly silently, not knowing what to say. When Melanie finally emerged, wearing a short pink robe and somehow looking even hotter than before, she offered us both drinks.

“Got any wine?” Lauren asked, jokingly.

“Actually, yes,” Melanie replied, and before Lauren could say no, Melanie was up and opening a bottle of red.

We sat there in silence for a little longer after that, the girls sipping red wine and me drinking some water. Finally, Melanie burst into laughter. Lauren and I just looked at each other, wondering what was so funny.

Finally, Melanie stopped laughing to explain. “It’s just funny,” she said. “I just sucked your dick, licked your asshole, and let you cum all over me, but we’re sitting here acting all awkward.”

Lauren and I both smiled. It was pretty funny.

Deciding to continue the ice-breaking, I said, “So what made you decide to eat my ass?”

More laughs. “Well, to be honest, the producer just said to watch some pornos and do as much of the stuff I see as possible, to show I can handle lots of different things,” she said. “I figured I have friends who say they’ve eaten ass, so I might as well try it.”

“So what else are we going to do?” I said, trying not to salivate as I imagined the other things this girl might try in the name of proving herself to a producer.

“Well, I definitely need you to fuck my ass,” she said. I had kind of figured there was a chance of this, but hearing her say it made me rock-hard again immediately.

“Have you done that before?” I asked.

“No,” she said, “but I’ve been practicing with dildos. We should be OK. I just need lots of lube.”

“Sounds fun,” I said, trying not to sound too excited.

Lauren slapped me on the shoulder. “Look at you, Mr. Cool,” she said. “Mel, he can’t fucking wait to fuck your ass. We’ve tried, but I’ve never been able to take it.”

Melanie laughed. “Well, fingers crossed for me,” she said.

After a brief few moments of silence, Melanie chugged the rest of her wine and said, “Ready to go again, stud?”

“I think I can manage,” I said, standing up and taking my robe off confidently to display my boner.

“Let’s go, then!” Melanie said, popping up and practically hopping to the bedroom.

Lauren and I followed her, and by the time we got to the bedroom Melanie had already disrobed. She took a minute to adjust the cameras (and I took a minute to admire her round little backside). Then she turned around positioned herself near one of the cameras, crossed her legs, and brought her finger to her lips coquettishly.

“Want to fuck?” she said in a sultry voice, batting her eyes.

I just smiled, and she went over to the bed and laid down, spreading her legs. I froze for a few seconds, just staring sloppily at her beautiful, shaved, pink pussy.

“Well, are you going to fuck me or what?” she said.

Not needing to be asked twice, I walked forward, rubbed my cock up and down her cute little pussy lips a few times, and plunged it into her warm, wet hole.

Melanie let out a squeal of pleasure as I buried my cock to the hilt inside her. I paused for a few seconds to just enjoy the feeling of being all the way inside this hot little redheaded minx.

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This story was told to me by Janet and Fran, who actually went on vacation to Hedonism II in Jamaica as a gift from their husbands.

Janet and Fran have been friends ever since college, a span of at least thirteen years. They married right out of college and bought houses in the same town. They have a couple of kids each and they are both 34.

Fran is 5’7″ and a slender 115. She has red hair and 36c breasts and a lovely ass.

Janet is 5’8″ and is 125. She has jet black hair and 38c breasts to go along with a very tight ass.

Their 35th birthday was coming up and their husbands wanted to give them a special present. After looking at and discussing many options, they decided to send them to Hedonism II, a clothing optional resort in Negril, Jamaica.

Now, they knew the girls weren’t prudes and they never were at a loss to have a good time so the husbands thought this would be a fun vacation. They paid for everything. They booked a two bedroom suite, with a maid and a butler for seven days and all expenses were paid for. They even booked them first class seats on the plane.

The night of their birthday, they went out to a nice restaurant and during dinner, the men gave their wives an envelope, along with birthday cards.

When the women opened the envelope, they just looked at their husbands and each other. The women were at a loss for words and said they were not going if they had to be naked in front of everyone. The husbands laughed and told them that getting naked was optional and for them to go and enjoy.

Fran and Janet looked at each other and with grins on their faces, then said they would go.

The trip was booked for this coming week so the next day the women started preparing to go.

The day of the trip arrived and the ladies were all packed and ready. The husbands took them to the airport and saw them off.

The flight was great and they enjoyed their first class seats and service. It seemed that in no time at all, they were landing in Jamaica.

The women got off the plane and saw a shuttle van that was going to take them to the resort and boarded it as the van driver loaded their luggage and off they went to the hotel.

The hotel was gorgeous and luxurious looking. They registered at the front desk and were taken to their suite.

As the valet opened the door to the room, the maid, Ana, who was a light tanned Jamaican, with a great body and the butler, Jeffrey, who was a big, black Jamaican, greeted them. Fran and Janet were amazed at the size of the suite. It had two bedrooms, two king sized round beds, jacuzzi and a shower for four people.

The butler and maid helped them unpack and put things away. As Fran unpacked, she yelled out to Janet that her bathing suits were not in the suitcase. Janet said the same thing to her.

As they searched the luggage, they each saw two wicked weasel bikinis that their husbands switched on them. The bathing suits barely covered anything and were almost see through. They were pissed at their husbands.

Eventually, they settled in and went for a walk. No sooner than they got past the lobby, they saw naked men and women all over the place. Fran and Janet just looked at each other and laughed and said that this was going to be an interesting vacation.

As they walked along the beach, they saw couples in various degrees of having sex and just smiled. They saw a woman giving a guy a blow job and down the beach a couple were actually fucking. They looked at each other and said they could never do anything like that.

By the time they got back to the suite, Jeffrey and Ana had snacks on the table, chilled wine and their evening clothes laid out and the two beds turned down.

Janet asked Fran if she wanted her own bedroom and Fran said she would rather stay with her in one room if that was ok. Janet said she would like the company.

The two went for dinner and, as expected, a couple of guys approached them to be sociable. The men sat at their table and introduced themselves and said they were with girls but that it wasn’t working out with them.

Fran told them they were married and they were here alone for the week. The men left after a few minutes and said they hoped to see more of them.

It was late by the time Fran and Janet finished dinner so they went for a short walk before going back to the suite.

When they got to the suite, Janet asked Fran what were they going to wear to the beach. Fran said they would have to wear the wicked weasel suits or go naked, which was almost the same thing and laughed.

Fran said she would have to shave if she was going to wear it and Janet said the same thing.

Janet said she would go first and that Fran could shave her.

Fran got out the shaving equipment and Janet laid on the bed, naked with her legs apart. Fran started to shave Janet and asked if she wanted it all off. Janet told her to leave a landing strip over her slit. By the time Fran finished, she had a small, black landing strip and was smooth on both sides.

Fran titans izle was next and she got on the bed with her legs spread. She said she wanted the same style so Janet proceeded and trimmed Fran’s red bush and got her smooth and left a landing strip.

They looked like twins, except for the color. They laughed about the experience and said their husbands are going to be surprised.

They tried on the suits and they were so tiny and sheer that their nipples could be seen and their landing strips were clearly visible. They thought about it and decided that they would wear them anyway.

It was getting late and they were tired from the trip and time for bed. Fran asked Janet if it was ok if she slept naked as she does at home. Janet gave her that look and a grin and said it was ok and she would sleep naked too.

The naked women got into bed and fell asleep quickly from their long day journey.

Morning came quickly and there was a knock on the door. Janet jumped up and ran to the door, forgetting she was naked and opened the door. It was Ana and Jeffrey and suddenly Janet realized she was naked and ran back to get something to put on.

Janet came back and apologized. Jeffrey said they were there to make them breakfast and clean up.

Janet woke Fran up and told her that Ana and Jeffrey were there. Fran said she was going to shower anyway, even if they were there.

As Ana and Jeffrey prepared breakfast and straightened up, Janet and Fran showered and put short cover ups on for breakfast, which was set up on the veranda for them.

After breakfast, Ana and Jeffrey cleaned up, made the bed and left.

Janet and Fran looked at the bathing suits and started to put them on. Their bathing suits were sheer and everyone could see their new haircuts and their nipples, clearly, but they looked gorgeous in them.

They headed out the door and walked down the beach where nobody was. They put their towels down on the sand and laid down.

As the time moved forward, more and more people came by. Some of the people said we looked good in our suits and others just smiled as they passed by.

Janet asked a couple if they would take a picture of them to send back to their husbands. The couple agreed and Janet told them to make sure they got all of them so their husbands could see their entire bathing suits. The couple obliged.

Janet sent the picture to the husbands with a note “Having a great time; glad you are not here. Everyone loves our new wicked weasels. Thanks.”

Janet got a note back saying “Ladies, you both look great in your bathing suits. Love your haircuts.”

As it was getting hot, they decided to go into the water. After enjoying the surf, they got out and realized that wearing a wet weasel was like wearing wet tissue paper.

When they got to their towels, Janet asked Fran if she wanted to. Fran looked at her and said that they might as well as the suits are useless. Fran and Janet got up and removed their suits and laid back down naked, their wet pussies in full view for everyone to see.

Just then, the two guys from dinner showed up and said hello. Janet and Fran said hello back to the two naked men. They introduced themselves again, as Tom and Jerry, and the women said their names were Fran and Janet.

They guys complimented the women on their beauty and asked if they could join them. Fran said they could and the guys laid their towels on the sand next to theirs.

The four of them chatted for awhile and all of them being nude did not bother them, as it seemed natural to the women.

Tom asked the ladies if they had plans for tonight and Fran said no. Tom invited them to dinner and the invitation was accepted. The guys would get them at their suite at 8:00 p.m.

After Tom and Jerry left, Janet told Fran that they should not be going out with them as they are married. Fran said that their husbands told them to have a good time and that is what she intends to do.

Janet said she was right and would go along with her this week.

It was lunch time now and the naked women walked back to their suite where Jerry and Ana had already prepared an exquisite lunch.

The naked women enjoyed the meal that was prepared for them and told Jerry and Ana to just clean up and that they were free for the rest of the day.

After lunch, Fran said she wanted to shower to get refreshed. Janet said that was a good idea and asked Fran if they could shower together. Fran said it was ok and the two headed to the huge shower.

Ana and Jeffrey were in the process of cleaning up when the two women went into the shower.

Now, Fran and Janet were no stranger to being naked together and a long time ago the two of them went through the bi stage but had not done it since then.

Fran and Janet were in the shower, laughing and chatting about their bathing suits, the two guys and going nude. Then Fran started to lather up Janet’s back and suddenly she had a flashback to her and Janet doing bi. She started to too hot to handle izle run her hands over Janet’s back and then reached around to lather Janet’s front.

Janet turned around and faced her, and without uttering a word, let Fran run her hands over her breasts. Janet put her head back and gave out a soft moan. Soon Fran had her hands on Janet’s stomach and inched her way down to Janet’s pussy.

Fran looked at Janet and softly asked her if she wanted to do it. Janet looked at Fran and told her yes. They got out of the shower and patted themselves dry and went to the bedroom. They did not notice that Ana and Jeffrey were still there and watching.

The women got on the bed and looked into each other’s eyes and just shook their heads yes and then kissed. All the past memories of them doing bi came back and the two friends got lost in each other’s arms and caresses.

Ana and Jeffrey peeked in and watched the two lovers. They had seen plenty of couples at the resort having sex but watching these women was special. After a few minutes, they quietly left.

The two lovers spent the next couple of hours in bed making love to each other as they did in the past. After they finished, they rested and talked about their upcoming evening’s dinner with Tom and Jerry.

Fran asked Janet how far she would want go with Them. Janet said that maybe some feeling up or jerking them off but no fucking; not yet, anyway, and they laughed.

Fran put on a sexy black dress with no bra and only wore a g-string that barely covered her new landing strip.

Janet wore a sexy red dress without any bra or panty.

The men showed up on time and brought the women flowers. The ladies were ready and off to dinner the four went.

Dinner at the resort was fantastic and the four shared a couple of bottles of wine. Dinner lasted a couple of hours and when they finished, they decided to take a stroll on the beach.

Fran and Tom led the foursome, followed by Jerry and Janet. The four took off their shoes and walked the beach barefoot. The full moon lit up the sky and the beach below and the setting was very romantic.

Tom and Fran stopped for a second and exchanged kisses. Jerry and Janet observed the two and decided to turn around so as not to disturb the two.

Janet and Jerry started back and Jerry’s hand moved down to Janet’s ass, where it rested. Janet looked at Jerry and reminded him that she was married. Jerry acknowledged that he knew that and said that her husband was an idiot for letting his beautiful wife come here alone. He then kissed her, moving her hand over her body. He quickly discovered that Janet had no bra or panty on and asked her why she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Janet just said she prefers being naked underneath and left it at that.

Janet and Jerry reached the women’s suite and Janet invited him in for some wine that was already iced in a bucket. The two sat on the couch and enjoyed the wine. Jerry moved closer to her and placed his wine down and reached over and kissed her. Janet instinctively returned his kiss and pulled him towards her. As they kissed, Jerry moved his hand to the top of her dress and slid his hand down, feeling her soft breasts and hard nipples.

Janet did not make a move to stop him and let him go wherever he wanted. His hand moved down to the edge of her dress and slipped his hand underneath until he felt her smoothness and a patch of hair. She spread her legs for him as they continued kissing.

Jerry could feel her wetness and Janet knew it. She moved her hand down to his bulge and started rubbing it. She wasted no time in undoing his belt and pushing his pants down so she could get to his cock.

As the two were on the verge of going further, Tom and Fran came in and surprised the two. Fran saw what was happening and excused themselves and took Tom to the unused bedroom.

Janet looked at Jerry and said she shouldn’t go any further and pulled back. Jerry told her that, whether she realized it or not, she was there to have sex and that is what Hedonism is all about. And, that her husband knew what was going to happen at the resort and that is why he sent her, so she can get fucked.

She thought about it and then smiled and placed her hand on his bulge. She rubbed it and finally took it out from its confine. She saw his cock earlier but somehow it looked huge now and it was nice and hard and much bigger than her husband’s.

She started jerking his cock and he pushed her face towards it, telling her to suck it. She looked at him, then slipped her mouth over his cock and started sucking it. Jerry was moaning and telling her how good it felt.

Jerry told her to stop sucking as he wanted to fuck her. She just looked at him and stood up and lifted her dress over her head and let it drop to the floor, exposing her entirely.

He got up and picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom and laid her on the bed. As he approached her, she spread her legs, her too hot to handle brazil izle juices running down her thigh. He mounted her and she guided his cock to her slit. He eased his cock into her cunt until it was fully seated in her.

Jerry started to fuck Janet, slowly then picked up the pace. Janet was moaning in pleasure and was so loud that Fran peeked in and saw her best friend getting fucked by Jerry, a total stranger and was happy for her, then went back to Tom.

It did not take long and Jerry said he was cumming and pulled out his cock and shot his cum on her tits, squeezing every drop of cum out of his cock.

They rested for awhile before they got up to check on Tom and Fran.

Janet went to Fran’s room and looked in. She saw Fran on all fours and Tom fucking her ass as Fran’s tits swayed back and forth with each thrust. Janet told Jerry to come and watch. As he got there, Tom shot his load in Fran’s ass and filled her asshole with his cum and with each thrust his cum oozed out her ass. The two quietly left the two alone.

The rest of the week was filled with nudity and sex and the four friends enjoyed each other every day and night.

One day, the four were together on the beach nude and asked a person to take a picture of the four of them to send back. The person made sure that the four nude bodies were clearly visible and no parts missed.

Fran sent the picture of the four nudists to her husband with the note “Had to ditch the weasels. They were ruining our tan. Found two volunteers to help us with putting our sunscreen on spots where we could not get to. See you guys soon.”

When the picture and note were received, the husbands answered “Make sure they put the sunscreen on EVERY inch of you, including all your tight spots and we love your new haircuts. Enjoy yourselves with our blessing. See you soon.”

Fran showed the message to Janet who gave a big roar of laughter, then called Jerry and asked if he wanted to fuck her on the beach, now.

Jerry came over in a couple of minutes and headed out to the beach where they found a spot for them to fuck and it was visible to anyone that passed.

Fran called Tom and asked him to join her in her suite and Tom came over with his cock getting harder as he approached Fran’s suite.

Tom spent the night with Fran as did Janet and Tom.

With two nights left, Fran and Janet wanted to have a romantic day with Tom and Jerry.

Ana and Jeffrey made the four of them a special breakfast and served it on the veranda.

The day was going to be something special, swimming, snorkeling, shelling and having great sex for all the world to see.

However, the night was going to be a surprise. Fran and Janet asked Ana and Jeffrey to come by the room at 10:00 p.m. that night.

Fran and Janet had a great day with Tom and Jerry and after a terrific dinner, Janet and Fran went back to their suite to wait for Ana and Jeffrey.

At 10:00 p.m., Ana and Jeffrey knocked on the door and the ladies let them in.

Fran said, “We know you guys have already been given a tip by our husbands and you have done a great job for us this week, and we appreciate it. However, Janet and I would like to do something special for both of you. We know you have peeked in on us when we were making love and that was ok, really. So, what I am trying to say is that we are giving you a choice for another tip. You can have either more money or you can have us for the night.”

Ana and Jeffrey looked at each other and said to Fran and Janet, “I speak for both of us and we would like to have you two for the night.”

Janet got up and went over to Jeffrey and Fran got up and went over to Ana. The women took each one to their respective bedrooms.

Janet pulled Jeffrey to her and kissed him. Her mouth opened and Jeffrey’s tongue found hers. His hands were all over Janet. She stepped back and started to remove her clothes until she was naked. Jeffrey started undressing and soon he was nude. Janet gasped when she saw how big Jeffrey’s cock was. It must have been twelve inches long and as thick as a coke can and it wasn’t completely hard yet.

Janet led him to the bed and they laid down together and continued kissing and feeling each other up. Janet tried to suck Jeffrey’s cock but she couldn’t get it in her mouth. Jeffrey then spread her legs wide and mounted her. He placed his huge cock at her slit and started to insert it in her wet cunt. He slowly inserted his cock in her and Janet was moaning that it was to big for her but he kept pushing his cock in her until it would not go in any further. His cock literally filled her cunt completely.

He gave Janet a chance to rest and then started to fuck her. His huge, black cock wad glistening from her juices as he fucked her. It didn’t take long before he was going to cum. Janet asked him to cum on her tits. As he was ready to cum, he pulled out his cock and gave it a couple of jerks and shot stream after stream of cum all over her tits, face, hair and stomach. It was almost a never ending stream of cum and she loved it. When he finished he rolled over and rested.

Fran was naked on her bed and Ana removed her clothes. Her body was beautiful and very smooth. Her tits were nice and full and had huge nipples that were already erect. Her pussy was completely smooth and her clit was already hard like a small cock.

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He told me it wouldn’t hurt. Jesus lied to me. His eleven-inch dick pummeled my sweet pussy but it was worth it. Jesus was my mother’s and I yoga instructor. While he was teaching my mom asana, sun salute and downward dog; he was sizing my pretty ass up. Jesus was a beautiful Puerto Rican daddy, who had the whole class swarming, like bees to honey. He was six foot and two hundred pounds in stature. His dark wavy hair and mysterious eyes were a turn on. The first day my mom and I walked into the Biltmore Club and registered for his class, we heard he was a cutie. That was two months ago.

Loren Maxwell seemed to be his favorite conquest and she made sure everyone knew it. Loren was all over him; whining when she could not bend her body correctly. She was an anorexic, too much makeup wearing whore. Those toothpick legs would open for anyone who was breathing. As soon as he said “Good evening Ladies” he had everyone’s attention. He definitely held mine. My mom was no exception. I saw her eyes as he walked by, her lingering looks as he helped her with her poses. She was putting on; she had been doing yoga for three years now. She was lonely and wanting this young, sweaty man’s hands all over her.

I on the other hand, had a dancer’s body. I am eighteen, hot, and ready for some dick action. My jet black hair and big doe eyes had all the men in my direction the undeclared war izle where ever I entered. My long legs were limber and waiting for Jesus to enter. Our eyes lock several times a class. I knew he wanted this pussy but we could never be alone; women would always have questions for him, my mother was always ushering me away after class and of course, Loren. I daydreamed about giving him my young, tight kitty. He would be in between my legs kissing, and rubbing my big clit. His sweaty body on top of mine, pounding his dick slowly as we moaned together in pure ecstasy.

As I laid out my mat, waiting for class to begin, I overheard one of his crushes say that she couldn’t wait to give him some and that he was hitting the whole class up and she couldn’t wait for her turn. I thought to myself, how nasty this trick was but I wanted a turn too. I’m tired of this pussy being under lock and key. “Ladies, class has been cancelled tonight, Jesus will be back on Wednesday.” The whole class had the most disappointing look on their face, including me. As my mom and I grabbed our things to leave, I noticed Loren’s face, it was confusing. Maybe she knew something we didn’t. “I hope all is well.”

Driving home, I couldn’t help think of what kind of emergency would keep Jesus from all his ladies. That the watcher izle night after returning home I realized I left my phone at the Biltmore club. I didn’t want to wait till tomorrow to get it, for fear someone might steal it. I got my keys and jumped into my car, I was sure the club would still be open at eight o’clock in the evening. When I pulled up to the club, all the lights were off except one, so I rang the bell. I hoped someone would be there to buzz me up, so I could look for my phone. I waited for a minute and no buzz. As I began to walk away, the door buzzes and I hurried back and let myself in.

I took the elevator up to the seventh floor, it opened and there was no one there. I went to the locker rooms and found the locker I had used, there was no phone. I was distraught, where it could it be? Just as I turn to leave, I hear “You looking for this?” It was Jesus holding my phone. I thanked him for finding my phone and asked him what he was doing here; I thought class had been cancelled. He explained that he had been fired and was getting the rest of his things from the club. I asked him why he had been fired. Loren Maxwell had complained to management that he was sleeping with some of the clients. He told me that it was a lie; he had never touched any clients including Loren. She wanted too but he the watchful eye izle wouldn’t and when he refused, she went to his boss.

As he told his story, I believed him and I felt sorry for him losing his job. I wished him well and told him I had to leave but my feet did not want to move. “Don’t forget this.” I reached for my phone, our hands touched as I grabbed the phone. I looked at Jesus and I knew he wanted me like I wanted him. He pulled me close to him, kissing my hand, my forehead and then my lips. Our kiss set my pussy on fire. His tongue darting in and out my mouth, made my nipples hardens. I could not contain my excitement as he pushed me up against the locker, pulling my shirt up.

I pulled his shirt off revealing his six pack chest. I kissed him some more, kissing his neck, swirling my tongue around his nipples as he grabbed my hair. I could not believe this scene was finally happening. “mami be`same” I didn’t understand what he said but I knew what he meant. I got on my knees and unbuttoned his pants, ready to feast on his big pipe. I pulled my hair back and fed him to me. His moans let me know he was satisfied as I swallowed his dick deeper. Jesus grabbed my hair and dick fucked me as I took all eleven inches in my mouth.

He picked me up and laid me across the bench as he pulled my skirt up and removed my thong. Jesus buried his face in my Kat, teasing and licking my pussy just right. My legs shook with anticipation, ready for his dick to enter my sweet tunnel. His thrusts were hard and fast, then slow and gentle as our bodies feverishly talked to each other. As he sucked my breast, taking turns to swallow each nipple, our bodies rocked until we came. Thank God for Jesus.

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YOU NEVER KNOW YOUR LUCK AT HARPER VALLEY

One might reasonably think Kylie and Jenna’s experiences in the Pleasure Dome would have slaked their thirst for all things carnal. Far from it. If anything it heightened both their awareness and need to pursue their own sexuality. Mind you, being the man on the spot as it were, did have its advantages. The antiseptic cream worked an overnight miracle and let’s face it, that particular area of a girl’s anatomy has enormous recuperative powers. Naturally I convinced them to let me re-apply some gel the next morning! Not forty-eight hours later, I had but pulled into our garage, having picked them both up at school and Jenna climbed over on to my lap straddling me, arms round my neck, with me still in the driver’s seat no less. Eyes the size of saucers, she tantalisingly mouthed the word, “Daddy…!!!!!”

Now call me perverted in the extreme, but I had long harbored a fantasy of doing it to both of them in the car – something just so erotic about the confines of your own mobile family unit, one that they had ridden in since I was strapping them into their own child-safety restraints. Its very familiarity somewhat of an aphrodisiac. Kylie was not helping either, giggling in the back seat and saying things like “I think she wants something dad!”

Looking as cute as a button and dressed as she was in her brief little school uniform, really had me at a disadvantage from the outset. I had only to slip both hands beneath her dress and her panties were right there – I was a lost cause. No sooner had I made contact with her knickers than she looked at me all innocent and pleading and I had to unzip. Feeling obviously very naughty, she drew the material to one side – all this being conducted beneath the confines of her dress and quite outside anyone’s vision – and wriggled her little bottom around until she had what she wanted inside her. Holding me round the neck with both arms then she just basically fucked me stupid while kissing with all the passion she could muster. Lucky the garage door was down!

I suppose I should have called the Rape Crisis Center…but what could they do? Only time could heal my poor abused body – made worse by the fact that the instant I shunted her full of sticky stuff, she meowed contentedly and was then replaced in less than twenty seconds by her equally kinky sister whose needs ran to more of the same. Fucking them fully dressed is as hot if not wilder than in their conventional semi-stripped condition. I led them purring upstairs after I had recovered my composure and told them to get on with their homework and leave me alone. This was to become a habit.

Taking them to school in the mornings became a risky proposition even, with inevitably one or other flashing me before we could back out of the garage. If that didn’t work I would glance up, hearing unusually loud giggles, and find Kylie with her hand up Jenna’s school-dress or Jenna making Kylie gasp by slipping a hand up beneath her breasts having a good feel. Either way, that back-seat was getting quite stained. God, all most parents have to do is make their kids a sandwich each morning…I was having to become the meat in the sandwich! One can only imagine what activities the two were getting up to in the privacy of each other’s room. As time went by I was beginning to have to imagine less and less.

It goes without saying that it took little persuasion on their part to get me to agree to take them to George’s place and the days wound down to that frighteningly quickly. I could sense their growing anticipation…if not my own.

Larissa had called – several times in fact and we even managed a couple of nights out at a nearby coffee-shop during that preceding week. Wonderful nights they were too. Hours spent just talking and holding her and strangely with no need for gratuitous sex. I did make love to her one night before taking her home, encouraged to by Kylie, who whispered to me as she went to bed “She’s so nice dad and we know how much you love her….show her!”

If an artwork is a window into the soul, then I painted a masterpiece that night. This was no fuck-session. I made love to her and she gave me what every true partnership demands – unspoken commitment. I still had no idea where all this was leading – but I so wanted to go there!

So, lets get down to it.

George’s house in a quite close neighboring suburb was not that large, and as far as the ‘party’ was concerned, less than twenty-five people had been invited. Nevertheless most of the regular faces were on-site. Jerry, Michelle, Warwick and Brianna, the three of us, Susie and Tanya. Mal and Cathy of course, Brad, Louise, another family I had never met – a pretty blonde with both parents, Wayne with his yummy daughter Caitlin and two or three unaccompanied men. Obviously their first time. By virtue of planned car-pooling, the entire contingent made it there in five vehicles, three being family people-movers.

Notable for being the first party we had attended where zeytin ağacı izle due to the limited space in the house, everyone kinda drifted between the lounge, kitchen, dining room and rumpus area. It worked very well with never more than eight or nine people in a room at any one time. Whenever there appeared to be a dearth of guests, you could be sure some cutie or other had been whisked upstairs for a quick exploratory.

Obviously it wasn’t just my two who were getting a taste for this, pretty much the instant the front door closed behind the last guest, everyone gravitated quickly to their chosen quarry. Kylie and Jenna (done-up to the hilt in party dresses and hot eye-shadow) were such beacons of lust, their male following was forced to form an orderly queue.

The drinks and nibblies didn’t even get an early workout as the action in that corner catalysed everyone into frenetic activity. I found myself with Brianna huddled on one knee, Larissa on the other. Michelle would have shoved them both out the way had not Wayne and another guy seized her around the waist and dragged her out of the room to God-knows what fate. I just had time to call out to her “Soon as you’re free sweetheart!”

“That could be a while,” said Larissa cheekily, kissing me and hugging Brianna to her at the same time. Things were looking really good here! With both girls nuzzling either side of my face I didn’t know who to attend to first, so much did I want the two of them. Looked like I would have to ditch my one-girl-at-a-time game plan and work on a double whammy template. Accordingly I reached up between them and began fondling both girls’ breasts. Not sure who was moaning and whimpering the loudest…I think it was me! Larissa’s eyes clouded over and I just had to kiss her deeply. My hand dropped to her leg and pushing her skirt higher, she spread her legs as much as the shared space on my lap permitted.

I was about to take Brianna’s skirt the same route when I discovered a fully unexpected obstacle – Larissa’s hand already up it! Damn me, I thought, Larissa is growing up fast! Between my hand back up under her blouse and Larissa’s in her panties, Brianna was in heaven. This you could tell by her breathing, trembling, generated heat …Oh yeah, and her pleading “don’t stop.” Larissa on the other hand had let me undo her top, exposing both breasts now, while she was fingering herself to glory. Everyone on track for the big firework show, except me! Still, being the trooper I am, I saw them both off – content with kissing one after the other, while rubbing and pulling their breasts like the inarguable molester I was.

Nothing hotter than having a girl cum while sitting on you. Well, that’s not strictly true is it? having two cum on you at once is double the pleasure. Both managed it within seconds of one another, Brianna crying out “ohhhhhhh” and Larissa whimpering softly as she shook like a labrador after its weekly bath.

Unloading both their cute little asses, I went in search of my two. Not surprisingly I found Jenna in one corner of the adjacent lounge room permitting George to do things to her that in other circumstances would land him twenty years with hard labor. With both breasts free of her dress, which George had strategically unzipped at the back and tugged down well below nipple level, she was seated in a single chair, her legs draped across either arm, wantonly holding aside her knickers for him. Presented thus with an uninterrupted wide-screen window of opportunity, he was in the process of pushing his erection as far up her totally exposed pussy as nature would allow. She let out an “Uhhhh” of total delight.

Jenna saw me and smiled coyly. She is such a hot little tease now and really gets a boost knowing I am watching her being fucked silly. If anything, she spread her legs wider and arched her back as George began licking her nipples as he upped the rate of entry.

They were shifting up a gear now and as he really began penetrating her with some force, Jenna began moaning and crying out for him to do it harder as she always does now when she gets this hot and abandoned. George was rubbing and pulling her breasts unrestrictedly and her nipples were as erect as I had ever seen them. She slid a hand down between her legs suddenly and began rubbing her pussy right above the point at which he was thrusting in to her. If I had taken out my own erection as I so wanted to, either I would have cum all over her, or wrenched George out of the way and raped her myself. Had to kneel this one out.

George was losing it. “Fuck Jenna, you are the hottest girl.” he muttered, suddenly grabbing her around the bottom and pulling her to him. She slid down the chair, almost with her back on the cushion, but so wide were her legs now she looked like a year 11 gymnast. Letting go of her panties, which made no difference to either party at this late stage, she put her arms round his neck as he pumped her to seventh heaven. Jenna began to shudder the terminal list izle and make totally lost “little girl” noises as George reached his zenith and shot a truck-load of cum into her as she thrust her hips forward with pleasure. I could watch endless replays!

“You do seem to find my daughter a rare pleasure George,” I said. He turned and saw me there for the first time. Still getting his breath back, Jenna was sitting up and making herself look presentable.

“She is just so sexy and beautiful he said….”I can’t get enough of her.”

Not wanting to disclose our own incestuous pleasantries, I merely said, “Yeah, know the feeling George. Larissa is kinda occupying my thoughts these days too.

“Not just your thoughts either huh?” he added smiling. Jenna giggled. He had a point!

Turning to Jenna I asked her if she knew where Kylie was?

“No dad, sorry,” she said, “But Jerry and Brad took her somewhere a few minutes before you got here.” I had a fair idea where knowing those two. As I turned to leave, I heard George say to her, “Have you had enough Jenna? Would you like a rest?”

She pulled him to her and whispered something. Next moment he was pushing her dress up her legs again and she was wriggling her knickers in his face. They were going to busy for quite a while by my reckoning.

“Have fun both of you,” I called back to them. I doubt either heard!

Well seeing as a bedroom was the most likely destination they would have had in mind for my daughter, I headed off in that general direction, needing first to pass through the rumpus area. It was well named…there being definitely a rumpus in progress.

I may have missed pretty little Cathy’s performance a fortnight earlier, understandably – given Kylie and Jenna’s stunning debut at Warwick’s, but I sure as hell was privy to her live and on-stage here. Where to start? Well by the time I arrived on-site they had all well and truly “started.” “They” being two of the new fathers, a nice-looking girl in her late twenties maybe and Mal, her own dad! Cathy had on just her plain white knickers and what looked like the remnants of a matching bra. She was quite small up top and it looked to me that in their haste to either have a feel or suck of her hot little breasts, someone had ripped her bra. One pert nipple was half covered, the other exposed as the shoulder strap was clearly broken. That alone was highly arousing to gaze upon. What was being done to her though was enough to bring on a seizure.

They had her on a modular lounge. Sitting on the lap of one of the men whose name I never discovered, he was amusing himself finding out what makes girls different inside their panties, while with his spare hand he must have been checking her for breast cancer! The other new guest, whose name I believe was Graham, was seated alongside the girl slightly side-on to her. Now, obviously a believer in the old maxim “share and share alike,” he too had his hand down her knickers, the point of entry being somewhere around her right hip. Whose fingers were actually inside her, I couldn’t see……quite possibly both, judging by Cathy’s wriggling and pleasured hip movements.

It just gets hotter! The girl, who anyone with 20-20 vision would have to acknowledge as being just plain bodaciously sexy, was kneeling on the floor kissing the girl full on the lips, her hands caressing her intimately, notably whichever breast the other guy wasn’t fondling.

Cathy was responding with gasps, “ohhhh’s” and a heap of other hot little noises as she kissed her right back. What was just mind-numbingly arousing – she was visibly groping the older girl’s breasts inside her bra as she slid her tongue into her.

Now, something tells me that Mal shares with Cathy pretty much the same hot incestual game-plan as Kylie, Jenna and I, and most likely all the fathers and daughters at these parties. Let’s face it, what dad would stand by and watch his daughter being multiply fucked and fondled and not want to keep the dream alive at home?…..well, assuming circumstances permit of course. What daughter wouldn’t want it, come to that? Let’s get real! Anyway, to get back to the tableau. Mal was taking definite advantage of the opportunity at hand, so to speak. Not only was Cathy fondling Chantelle (as I heard her referred to once in a while) but Mal had positioned himself behind her and was probably the intitiator of her currently semi-stripped condition. Bra, panties and hot little anklet I noticed. Damn they are sexy!

Just as I got there, he began tugging down Chantelle’s panties and was presented visually with the hottest and smoothest little bum you could wish to spank…every bit as inviting as Jenna’s. Not that he made any attempt to spank it – he had other tunnelling sports in mind. Not wanting to disturb the girl’s kissing session, he simply had her kneel up a little higher and by parting her legs, he was able to extricate his erection and slip the traitors izle it up into her. I simply had to move around a bit to see that hotter than hot pussy from the front. God, did I want to fuck her! Yeah, I know, – take a number Noel! Needing to have some input however I did bend down, unhook her bra and get it off her….she looked so much better nude!

From Cathy’s viewpoint I probably didn’t do her any favors, as all the men were suddenly more interested in watching Chantelle get herself fucked silly in just her anklet.. Mal must have been eating a lot of spinach recently – he took her apart. Absolutely had her crying-out for it. Just got to the stage Chantelle had to stop kissing Cathy and get down on all-fours while he completed a full re-bore. Cathy’s eyes were huge watching all this. They were even larger when Mal suddenly pulled out of Chantelle mid-cum and just grabbing his daughter off the man’s knee, ripped her knickers down and pretty much raped her on the carpet in front of everyone. So hot was it, that no sooner had he pulled out of his daughter, than Graham knelt down between the girls legs and holding them wide apart fucked her himself while the other dad bent over her and sucked her little nipples for all he was worth. If I hadn’t been looking for Kylie, I’d have been next….as it was, I thought about it.

Bestriding Cathy’s naked and abused little body, I took leave of the players and headed for the stairs opposite. Definite sense of deja-vu here. Last time if you recall, it was in search of Jenna. Being a smallish three bedroom house, I didn’t have far to look. Where else but the master bedroom? Muted conversation could be heard even from the top of the stairway.

Now whether the plan had been to entice any further passers-by or they had just forgotten to close the door properly I couldn’t say, but the voyeur in me was presented with an immediate opportunity here. Ajar by almost a foot, several degrees of viewing were visible through the crack in the door. The dialog was in full surround sound too. By chance, the main bed was aligned with the viewing portal, or at least a good part of it. They had her dead center.

“Do you like that Kylie?” It was Brad talking. They had her in just her bra and knickers by the looks of it. On her knees, elbows on the bed he obviously had his cock far up inside her. Jerry was the far side of her but I couldn’t see what he was doing.

“Yesssssss” hissed Kylie quite clearly, obviously being pleasured to the edge. “Don’t stop…” she added pushing back on him.

“Don’t stop what sweetie?” Brad asked.

“What you’re doing to me,” she cried out, between gasps.

“It’s got a name Kylie,” he teased her, “Tell us what we’re doing to you.”

There was a long pause……”You know,” she replied…”Don’t make me say it”

“But we want to hear you say it.” Brad teased her…suddenly penetrating her way harder. I could see her body shaking, Also a hand appeared in view, fondling her left bra cup suddenly. Obviously Jerry moving up a cog.

“C’mon sexy face,” he said, “Don’t go shy on us…tell us what we’re doing to you.”

“Fucking me,” she barely whispered. My own erection cranked up eighteen degrees hearing that.

“That’s right sweetie,” Brad continued, “We’re fucking you….and where exactly are we doing that?…Tell us.”

“Oh ohhhhhh… in my pussy,” she wailed as Brad began the home run.

He was grabbing on to her hips now and whether she was holding her knickers aside for him or he just had his cock slipped-in, I couldn’t see.

“There’s another word for it Kylie,” Brad was gasping himself…..

“Noooooo, don’t make me say that,” she pleaded. The hand beneath her pushed the bra up, freeing her breasts and even at the distance I was, I could see how erect those hot little nipples were.

“Say it,” Brad insisted…absolutely fucking her to the hilt…..

“My cc…cunt,” I heard her say just before three things happened.

My erection reached instant and full potential. Kylie suddenly cried out “Fuck me Brad….fuck my…ohhhhh,” she didn’t get to finish the sentence…as Brad obviously let go with the full broadside.

As he pumped it into her, she was just gasping and mewling face down on the bed with her bottom as high up as she could get it.

Aside from tortured breathing, silence reigned momentarily.

“Well Kylie, that’s Brad’s second,” I heard Jerry say. “C’mon, my turn again!” I could hardly believe this. They were using her like a slut and she was enjoying it.

I saw through the crack the two men move around. They had Kylie kneeling now between them and I could see more.

“Show us your tits sweetheart,” Jerry was asking. Dammit. He didn’t have to ask twice as she pulled her straps down slowly, exposing both breasts to him. I saw him grope her and mutter “You have such hot tits Kylie…just like your little sister.” My erection was straining to break through the confines of my pants.

Then I heard Brad telling her, “Show me your bum again Kylie.” “Again???” Watching in disbelief as she knelt up a fraction and then deliberately began pulling her knickers down (no g-string today) before wiggling her bottom pretty much in his face. Jerry was still molesting her from the front with renewed vigor. I couldn’t see what, if anything Brad was doing to her.

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It was an hour til midnight and almost a New Year. I have been watching you for a while, and I can tell that you noticed me too. You looked me up and down, slowly examining every inch of me like I was a prime piece for your consumption. I have to admit, though, I did the same to you. I can see appreciation in your eyes. So, I slide one leg up on a stool allowing the slit of my long black velvet dress to move on up over my thigh and open in the front a little so you can see that I only have a garter and nothing else under there except my thigh highs. (They are black lace of course, French, with a seam in the back.)

I have exceptionally high arches and tiny feet and ankles. I am wearing my stiletto black velvet ankle strap heels. I can tell that you really appreciate the look of my ankles and feet. I have dynamite calves, too, because of wearing these kind of heels. It tones them to perfection.

You smile at my little trick with the slit of my dress. I guess that you have been flashed before, but not by anyone like me. You probably think I am just throwing myself at you. Not, so. I am only tempting fate. I can tell that you can almost read my mind as you slowly make your way through the dancing couples over to where I am, maintaining eye contact with me all the way. You are on a mission and the sandman izle I know what it is.

I just love to play with little boys like you who think they can have any woman they want. They think that we all are just here for the taking. All they have to do is flash their baby blues, smile, wink and we will fall right into their arms to do with as they please. Boy, have I got a surprise for you. I just keep smiling and looking directly at you. You are thinking “She really wants me!”.

You finally sidle up to me, slide onto the stool next to me and place your hand on my thigh slightly above my knee. You say “I have been watching you. You are really hot. Do you know that?”

I murmur “You must be kidding, is that the best you can do?”

I start to turn around toward you and your hand slips under my skirt through the slit barely touching the moist hair of my hot womanhood. I am startled by your forwardness. You withdraw your hand rapidly apologizing. I recover quickly and say “No apology necessary, maybe we do have a lot in common after all.”

I turn back around but I can see you out of the corner of my eye. I see you furtively raise your fingers to your nose to inhale my sweet scent. That gesture makes me smile. I just can’t help the snow girl izle it, I like you more with every moment. You are seated by my side looking at me and smiling. I just wonder what is really on that sensual erotic mind of yours.

I can’t keep myself from turning around, putting both hands on the sides of your face and leaning into you for a slow sensual wet kiss. I rim your tongue with mine, and end up sucking on your lower lip. You respond by placing your hands around my waist and lifting me off the stool. I wind up in between your knees. By this time I am breathless and leaning into you. I feel your hard cock forming a pyramid within your loose pants and realize that by the size of it, you probably are getting light headed from the rush of blood to your cock from your brain, hah!

You pull me closer and closer, forcing open my lips with your tongue, and stroking my tongue with yours. It is darting in and out as if you were in fact fucking my mouth. What a fertile imagination I have. I can just almost taste your essence. I want to bob my head down and suck the pre-cum from the top of your cock and make love to it. And, in the process feel its soft velvety head.

My tongue aches to taste you. It is restless and arches in my mouth the spencer sisters izle making my saliva flow just like the hot wet juices of my pussy are flowing. And, the way my pussy is throbbing, it is just begging to be licked and stroked with fingers and your hard throbbing cock.

It is almost midnight. My how time flies when you are having fun! You stand up and turn, gently pulling me towards the dance floor. You put your arms around me, pull me close and we begin to dance a slow sensuous dance moving towards the corner of the big dance floor. It is darker over there.

You slide your hand down to the slit in my skirt over my left thigh. Upon finding the slit, you slowly move your hand to where you can feel my moist hair again. This time I inhale sharply at your touch. What a pleasure it is to be touched by you at last.

You continue on until I feel your fingers touch my clit. It is already hot, erect and wet. I moan as you touch it and my knees buckle slightly. I feel as if my heart and head will burst with the emotion and feelings that are coursing through my nervous system. You continue to hold me close with the other arm while massaging my clit until I can no longer contain my orgasm.

Just at that moment, it is midnight and there is all the noise that is associated with it. What perfect timing, as I fall backwards into your encircling arms and express my total delight at the wonderful orgasm you have given me.

You kiss me deeply on the lips, say “Happy New Year Darling” as you turn, walk away and are lost in the crowd of people, streamers and balloons.

And, I don’t even know your name!

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“I’ve booked us into the Hilton for next weekend.” Steve smiled at Angie.

“Mmm.” She cooed, “and what about the kids?”

“Leave them at Mom’s place. We need time to ourselves.” Steve replied. “And as a bonus, I’ll give you 500 to spend on anything you want”

It was Steve and Angie’s wedding anniversary next weekend. Steve had forked out a bundle for a night’s stay at the Hilton, one of the swankiest hotels in town. The whole week, Steve had lusty thoughts about his wife and finally Saturday arrived.

Steve had requested for an early check-in but the earliest the hotel could give them was at 1pm. Steve dropped the kids off at his in-laws and then dropped Angie off at the nearby Shopping Mall. They had agreed that he would send her a text message when he had checked in and all was ready.

Steve rushed home and put the pre-packed luggage into his car. He showered, had a shave and trimmed the hair around his cock and balls. He smiled to himself as he remembered the events of the last few days. He had been at work when Angie had text messaged him:

“You are in for a treat.”

He could only presume that Angie had spent the 500 dollars on something exciting. He messaged her back:

“Any time with you is a treat.” He congratulated himself on his reply. His phone buzzed again.

“You’re sweet. But sometimes I prefer you salty!”

Steve smiled at Angie’s sensuality. She was one hot woman but it wasn’t often that she showed this sexual side of her. He replied back:

“and I love your taste too.” He waited for a reply but none came. It was just as well as he was able to concentrate on his work. Just before knocking off time, his phone buzzed again.

“I didn’t get you a present. Your present is me. Anyway you want me.”

Steve felt his cock lurch in his pants. He eagerly replied:

“Anyway?”

He waited with bated breath for the reply. It came soon after.

“Anything except in my ass.”

Steve smiled to himself. Angie never let him near her ass. He had tried corn holing her for years but she always stopped him. His mind moved to the vibrating strap on he had bought some time ago that Angie had never let him use on her. The one time he had tried, she had screamed that it was too big and hard and that it hurt her.

Steve snapped out of his reverie and packed the camera and video recorder. He also packed the vibrator, the strap-on dildo as well as the restraints and blindfold. He really didn’t know what was going to transpire but he wanted all his implements ready.

He dressed in a light blue shirt and black trousers – Angie’s favourites – and sprayed himself with her favourite cologne. He then made sure everything was packed in his car and drove off to the hotel.

*** ***

Angie looked at her watch. It was almost 1230 and there was no message from Steve yet. Wandering about the mall, she came to a cosmetic counter and decided she would go for a quick makeover. The makeover took about 20 minutes and Angie had to admit she looked ravishing. They had used a light foundation on her and a light, sandy pink on her lips. Her eyes were highlighted with dark eyeliner and her lids lightly touched with a brownish hue. She almost looked like a model, she thought to herself.

Just as she finished up, her phone buzzed.

“Ready. Come now.”

Angie made her way to the underground train station and messaged back to Steve.

“On my way lover.”

Her phone buzzed again:

“Let me know when you are at the hotel.”

The ride to the hotel station was about 15 minutes. Angie felt a tremor of excitement as she alighted from the train and sent a message:

“Here. What do I do?”

“go to reception. Room in your name. Pick up key. Then confirm”

Angie smiled at how detailed Steve liked to be. She walked up to the hotel reception, got the key and messaged Steve.

“Got key. Now what?”

“go up to room. Message me when you are ready.”

So he’s not in the room! Angie thought to herself. Her heart beat faster as she walked to the elevator and rode up to the 15th floor. Her eyes scanned the room numbers as she walked along the corridor, finally finding room 1524. She unlocked the door and walked in. The room was fantastic! Angie looked around and found a beautifully wrapped rose on top of a gold box sitting on the the peripheral izle bed.

She unwrapped the box to find a smaller box with a note inside. “Wear what you find in this box”. Angie opened the small box to find a beautiful gold choker and earring set.

*** ****

Steve was sitting at the bar downstairs, waiting for Angie to message him. He had watched her sashay into the lobby, get the key and then disappear into the elevator. He wondered what was taking her so long. It was almost 20 minutes since she had gone up and she couldn’t be taking so long to dress, or could she. He gulped his beer and lit another cigarette, taking a long, slow drag. His phone finally buzzed:

“Come up in 5 mins.”

Steve smiled and finished off his fag. He downed the beer and then made his way up the elevator. He walked briskly to the room, his cock already hard in anticipation. He unlocked the door and he gasped, his breath catching in his throat.

Angie stood in front of the bed, dressed in sheer pink lingerie. She was wearing stiletto heels that accentuated the shape of her calves and thighs. Her breasts stood firmly up, the nipples poking out excitedly of the pink sheer top. The gold choker sparkled around her neck and the long earings dangling off her ears gave her an extra sophisticated, sultry look.

“Hi lover.” She said sultrily, her heels clicked along the floor as she walked toward him and kissed him hard. Her tongue snaked into his mouth and twirled around his tongue. Her lips crushed hard against his and she pulled on his lower lip with her teeth. Angie’s hands were busy undoing Steve’s shirt buttons and then his pants as she continued to kiss him.

With his shirt pulled open, she licked along his neck and then kissed him slowly on his chest, moving herself down to his crotch. She knelt before him and tenderly took his cock into her mouth, licking the crown of his penis lasciviously. Steve groaned and moved his hands to her breasts, gently squeezing them and then lightly pinching her nipples. Angie sucked harder as Steve pulled a little more roughly on her erect nipples. Angie moaned on his cock and pulled off him.

“God! You have to suck me baby.” She said as she moved to the bed and lay down on it. “I’m so hot for you!”

Steve knelt at the foot of the bed and spread her legs. He kissed her slowly along her legs and licked softly at the vee of her thighs. He reached up and pulled her pantied off her, and then gaped at her crotch.

“Oh baby! This is amazing!” Steve moaned. “Is that what took you so long?

Angie had shaved every inch of hair off her pussy!

“Uh, huh!” Angie replied. “And there’s another surprise there waiting for you.”

Steve licked along her bald slit and then dipped his tongue in. Something wasn’t quite right. It was as if there was something inside. Excited beyond description, Steve slowly parted her lips, exposing a pussy that was stuffed with a strawberry!

Steve’s cock lurched as he licked her tight snatch, teasing the strawberry out.

“You like that lover?” Angie moaned, thrusting her hips hard against his mouth. “Get that fruit out. Eat the pussy flavoured strawberry.” She tensed her internal muscles, forcing the strawberry out and squeezing some of the juices out.

The fruit popped into Steve’s mouth and he licked harder on Angie’s cunt as her juices mixed with the strawberry in his mouth. He fastened his mouth on her clit and sucked and tongued it simultaneously.

“Oh God! Oh Goddd! That’s it! That’s the spot!” Angie cried out as she lifted her hips of the bed. Her clit was throbbing wildly and causing her thighs to quiver. Her entire body tingled as Steve sucked and licked on her clit. She grabbed his head and thrust her hips and and down, practically fucking his face with her cunt.

“MMmmhpp….Muummphhh….Oh don’t Stop… That’s it! Oh God!! Ohhh Fuccck!” She cried as her body convulsed and jerked as a powerful orgasm washed over her. Steve continued sucking softly as he felt Angie’s hands clench on his head and then slowly try to push him away. He moved away from her, wiping his mouth on her pink panties.

“Fuck me baby. Fuck me now!” Angie cried out, her legs splayed open and juices covering her thighs.

Steve positioned his cock against her gaping pussy and the recruit izle thrust in hard. She was wet and hot and he slipped in easily. He pulled his cock out and slammed it back into her hard.

“Unnh!” Angie moaned. “Fill me fucker! Fuck me with your cock!”

“Take it baby.” Steve moaned back “Fuck it hard”

He grabbed her shoulders and half lifted her up. At this angle, his cock rubbed against her clitoris as he fucked her. Her mouth opened wide and she started gasping as her already distended clit got worked up again.

“Oh yess! Yes baby! Yeeahh! Gonna cummm. Gonna Cummm!!!” Angie mewled loudly. “Cum with me baby…Cummmm!”

Steve watched as her eyes bugged out and he slammed into her hard, triggering her climax. He held on to her as he felt her pussy walls clamping and spasming on his cock. Her body lifted and she let out a guttural moan as she trembled and convulsed under him. She finally collapsed back on the bed to feel his shaft still hard within her.

“You didn’t come…..?” She said half as a question and half in realisation.

“No baby!” Steve smiled “You better be prepared to cum a lot more. Now get on your fours.”

Angie turned over and raised herself onto her fours. Steve walked in front of her and turned on the video camera.

“Wanna capture your cumming face as I fuck you!” He announced. He then walked over to his bag and withdrew his strap-on dildo.

“Awww No..” Angie protested. “Not that again, please”

“Just relax babe. Try it. You promised you’d do anything.” Steve retorted.

Angie nodded her head in acquiescence.

Steve slipped a condom onto his cock and then slipped his cock into the hollow core of the strap-on. Steve had a pretty decent cock at 6 inches but it was his secret wish to see his his wife cum hard on a large cock that was wide as well. The strap-on was slightly longer than 8 inches and about two and a half inches wide in diameter. As he adjusted the dildo to fit him and tightened the straps, he felt like it was indeed an extension of his own cock.

Steve adjusted the video camera so that it focused on Angie’s face but still captured her dangling breasts as well as the rest of her on all fours. He would be just out of focus behind her. He then walked out of the camera focus.

“You want to be fucked baby?” He taunted her in a strange voice.

“Yes! Come and fuck me.” she replied wantonly, realising his game and looking straight into the camera. “Fuck me with your big cock!”

Steve positioned himself behind her and dipped his fingers into her pussy. She was soaking wet and the he could feel the heat rising out of her like steam. He placed the head of the dildo against her pussy and realised that although he could feel a little sensation, it was hardly the same as his own cock plunging into her.

He pushed forward slowly, watching as her pussy lips spread wide to accept this huge dildo. Angie gasped as she felt the hard cock poking into her. The rubber cock was covered in ridges and bumps and she felt every inch of it as it slipped into her slowly. Her pussy walls were stretched wide, wider than they had ever been and she was just thankful that she was so well lubricated.

Steve pushed in until about 6 inches were inside his beautiful wife – about the length of his cock. Then he pushed again, a little slower. Angie moaned deeply as the cock went deeper into her. Deeper and wider that any object had ever been into her. She groaned as she felt a little pain as the cock brushed against her cervix. She relaxed her body and realised that this wasn’t really so bad. It felt artificial no doubt but it also felt good. She rocked back against the rubber cock and felt Steve’s balls brush against her pussy. It was all in!

Steve grabbed hold of her hips and pulled out of her slowly, getting used to the appendage. He thrust back slowly into her, delighting in her low moan as he did so.

“You like a big cock baby? Your husbands cock too small for you?” he taunted her again.

“His cock is just fine.” She replied, not wanting to give in. Steve smiled at his wife’s loyalty to him, even in a game.

He moved faster within her now, causing her to gasp involuntarily. The thick dildo brushed against her g-spot as Steve fucked her. He reached around her and grabbed on the rig izle to her tits, pulling her nipples as he fucked faster into her seething cunt.

“Ohhh…. Unnhhh. Aahhh…Unnhhh. Oh yessss.” Angie moaned, unable to deny the pleasure this hard, thick cock was giving her.

“You like it huh slut?” Steve said softly as he handled her nipples more roughly.

“Unnhh…Yesss…Unnhhh…I ..I like it….Unnhhh.” She cried out.

Her g-spot was really reacting to the thick cock and her pussy was juicing wildly. Steve felt the extra lubrication as he noticed his cock pistoning into her easily. There was even a wet, squelching sound as he fucked her.

Angie clenched at the bedsheet as her pussy started to spasm. Her body tensed and she raised her head and squealed as another orgasm washed over her.

“Unnh…Arrrgh..Ahhhhh Cumming!… Oh Godddd…Oh yessssss.”

Steve enjoyed the feeling of his wife cumming on his cock and revelled in the thought that he could keep fucking her like this and keep her cumming! He quickened his pace, slamming harder and deeper into her.

“oohh…Ohhhh..Ohhhh unnh..unnh…Harder….Harder!” Angie squealed as just as one orgasm finished, she felt another starting to quickly build in her.

“Shall I stop?” Steve teased her, stopping a little while.

“Noo…Nooo…don’t!” Angie protested, “Keep fucking me…pleassse!”

Steve quickened his stabs again, pistoning in and out of her cunt. Her cunt responded with wet, slushing sounds.

“You want another cock bitch?” Steve continued to taunt her.

“yessss…unnh…yesss….unnhh..oohhhh”

“Where bitch?” Steve continued, enjoying his wifes utter debasement.

“Unnh…Ohhh…In…in my mouth….Unnh…Ohhhh Aahhh.”

“You want a cock to suck don’t you?” Steve tormented her. “To suck as you get fucked!”

“Ohh..yesss…unnh…fuck me….unnhh…I’ll suck a cock….unnhh…harder baby…unnh”

Angie was beside herself in sexual ecstacy. She could no longer think about anything other than her pussy and how her pussy was reacting. She was a fuck machine and she was enjoying it.

“will you take it in the ass bitch?”

“unnh…Yesss…yesss…anything…..goddd…fuck me… fuck me…..oh shit…gonna cum…yesss…unnhhhh” Angie cried. Her body was trembling and shaking as she felt Steve pinch hard on her nipples and lift up her upper body .

“Eeeyyaggghhhhh…unnh….aaargghhhh!!!” She screamed as her entire body convulsed and spasmed. Her whole being felt as if it was on fire and for a short moment, she actually forgot to breathe. She finally caught her breath and gulped in air as she felt juices trickling down her thigh.

As her body calmed down, she hoped that Steve would stop fucking her with the dildo. Much as she liked it, she was sore and it really was too big for her. Thankfully, Steve pulled out of her and slipped his cock out of the strapon. Angie sank her face down to the bed in relief before she felt a prodding at her pussy again. She moaned as she felt the dildo slip into her once again and then Steve slid under her, offering his cock to her waiting mouth.

She had never seen his cock so hard and long before! She bent her head to swallow it as she felt his tongue working on her clit as his hands moved the dildo inside her. Stars popped in her brain as her pussy was teased and inflamed with lust once again. She felt another crescendo building inside her as she concentrated on sucking the hot, hard flesh in her mouth.

“Uhh..Yeaahh…suck it baby! Suck it!!” Steve cried as he worked the dildo harder in her pussy. Angie had never sucked Steve so forcefully and he realised that it was because she was so far consumed by last. Her juices were dripping out of her and he fucked her hard and fast with the dildo as she reciprocated on his cock.

“Take it baby…take it…take it!!!” Steve yelled as his cock stiffened and spurted stream after stream of hot sperm into his wifes mouth. He continued slamming the dildo into her and he felt her stiffen and then suck harder as he felt her body go into spasm. She continued spasming as she sucked his cock dry and swallowed every last drop before collapsing on to the bed.

They both lay quietly for a while before Steve pulled himself out from under his wife. He walked to the front and turned off the video recorder before kissing his wife deeply on the lips, tasting himself. He then walked behind her and pulled the dildo from her leaking pussy.

Getting on to the bed, he pulled her toward him and snuggled her close.

“Happy Anniversary darling.” He said.

“You too love. And this is just the beginning” she laughed.

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I have always loved women, all types of women, all shapes and sizes, all ages. I find something sexy and interesting in just about every woman that I look at. The only problem with this is that it can be very distracting on a regular basis, especially in work. My job, at the time this story took place, was quite demanding, working in the marketing division of a pharmaceutical company.

The office was very busy and my colleagues were the more senior employees, all ambitious people of both sexes in their thirties and forties. Even though I had found several of my female colleagues attractive and somewhat sexy, and enjoyed their company socially, I always had the mental fortitude to distance myself from them in a physical capacity. Besides, many of them were also happily married and very work focused also.

I had no problem keeping this mentality intact, until one day, the executive director walked into my office and introduced me to a new member of staff. Her name was Chloe and I was told that she would be working closely with me on many of my files over the next year. I was told that Chloe would eventually take over my files as I was in line for promotion. Chloe smiled at me and said hello. I smiled back. Almost instantly as I looked at her, some sort of a spark lit up inside of me.

I found Chloe to be a very interesting looking woman. She was not the stunning super model type, but an extremely attractive woman of the “girl next door” variety. She was probably a few years my junior and in her mid thirties. She had one of the sweetest faces I have ever seen, with a very peachy complexion. She was a brunette with blue eyes, a combination which I adore. Her hair was mid length and wavy. When she smiled her face lit up and her bright blue eyes sparkled.

She was fairly short, about 5ft 3ins and reasonably petite. She was wearing a skirt so I could see that she had very shapely calves and trim ankles. The other physical trait that I could hardly avoid noticing was the fact that she had really large breasts. She was wearing a business jacket over her white blouse, and her large boobs were very evident. I tried not to stare at them, but my eyes kept wandering over to them whenever she lost eye contact with me. Chloe told me that she was really looking forward to working with me, gave me another beaming smile and then left my office.

That evening, I could not take my mind off her. I was annoyed with myself as I didn’t want to be in a situation where I would have a physical yearning for a female colleague. I told myself that it was just an initial crush and it would soon disappear with familiarity. Also, Chloe told me that she had two small children and I assumed that she was happily married. I myself had been divorced for over a year and in no hurry to be involved in a relationship.

The next day I was eager to get into the office. Reluctantly, I admitted to myself that this was because I was desperate to see Chloe once again. Just after I arrived into work, Chloe popped into my office. She was dressed a little more casually but still smart and wore a loose fitting sweater over her blouse. As time went on, it was evident to me that Chloe was very conscious of her large boobs and most times she would try to hide them or disguise them. However, this was not always possible in business attire.

Chloe suggested that we have coffee together and get to know each other better. I agreed and we walked across the road to Starbucks. Chloe chatted animatedly, telling me all about her professional life to date and even some personal things about her home life. I could not take my eyes off her as she talked. She was absolutely charming. Her eyes sparkled and her mouth was a thing of beauty to behold as she talked.

She would often brush her hair back with her hands as she talked and this would have the effect of pushing her boobs out forward. Her hands were beautiful and delicate and she used them a lot as she spoke. I answered her in snippets. I was captivated by her and let her do virtually all of the talking. At one point I asked her where she was living and she told me her location, explaining that she had only recently moved in as she and her husband had parted company. I offered my apologies to her and she smiled politely. Ashamedly, I was ecstatic about this piece of news.

The weeks went by and Chloe and I made a great working team. We worked extremely comfortably together and our temperaments and ideologies were very well suited. She was always upbeat and in a good mood, which I found surprising for a single mother raising two small kids virtually all alone. We would chat animatedly together every day about work and anything else that seemed interesting at the time.

During these conversations, we were often quite close to each other physically. Sometimes, I may be leaning over her at her desk, so closely that I could smell the beautiful scent of her hair, sometimes feeling it brush against me. I would look at the exposed back of her neck. It was beautiful rise of empires ottoman izle and I had incredible urges to kiss it. If Chloe and I laughed about something she would often touch me on the arms with her hands. I loved her doing this and tried to make her laugh as often as I could.

Ashamedly, I would often look at her hugely prominent bust when she was not noticing. It was evident that she had a magnificent pair of tits to go along with that adorable face of hers. I had an unbearable craving to see those tits uncovered and exposed in the flesh and then to greedily take them into my hands and mouth and do as I wished with them. I fantasized about this constantly. Knowing that this was probably never going to happen almost drove me insane. Sometimes when we were close her tits would brush against me accidentally and I could feel an erection growing in my pants.

I sensed that there was a definite chemistry between us, but neither one of us seemed able or willing to explore the possibility of whether this attraction was actually real or just hopefully imagined. For me, the possibility of me making a complete and utter fool of myself in front of a woman that I adored prevented me from going any further. Although the “relationship” was obviously unfulfilled from my perspective, I was still happy for the time that we spent together in our wonderful working relationship and I did not want to jeopardize it.

One day, after Chloe had been in the office for about six months, the executive director called us both into his office. He told me that I would be flying out of town later in the week to the west coast to make a presentation to an important client. He then suggested that I take Chloe with me to show her the ropes and to have her network with our clientele. I nodded and said that I thought that it was an excellent idea. When we left his office, Chloe turned to me and get me a magnificent heart melting smile.

My heart was almost bouncing out of my suite, I was so excited about this trip, even though I had no hidden expectations about anything and in my mind I knew it would probably be a perfectly normal business trip. But at the same time, the thought of Chloe and I being together 24/7 in a far off city was still incredibly exciting to me. I would be able to have breakfast and dinner with her each day. The thought of that alone had me aching for our departure.

It was soon departure day. We were leaving on a Sunday afternoon, the day before our first presentation. We would make three in all. I met Chloe at the airport. She looked fabulous and was positively glowing. She was dressed very casually for the flight, wearing a T shirt and shorts and flip flops. I noticed that she had small but exquisitely shaped feet with beautifully manicured toes. I adored every single inch of this woman.

We sat next to each other on the plane, Chloe in the window seat. I had my lap top open on my tray table and we discussed some aspects of the work ahead of us. Chloe would often reach over me to point at something on the laptop screen with her elegant hands and I could feel her giant left tit pushing into my upper arm. This happened all the way through the flight as the seats were so close together. I could barely concentrate on the work or what she was telling me.

Chloe either didn’t seem to notice what she was doing or disguised it very well if she did. Every time I looked her in the eyes she gave me a big beaming smile and my heart melted instantly. I was falling head over heels for this woman and I decided there and then that if the opportunity arose during the trip to pursue something more in this “relationship” then I would seize it with both hands, even though I was extremely nervous at the prospect of it happening.

When we arrived at our destination a taxi was waiting to take us to the hotel. We checked in and the concierge told us that our two rooms were next to each other on the same floor. He said that the two rooms did in fact constitute a business suite and that we had a key for the dividing door between the two rooms. Chloe and I agreed that this was convenient for our prep briefings before the meetings.

We both entered into our respective rooms. The room was adequate but not overly big. I unlocked the dividing door and told Chloe to come and see me when she was ready. I installed my laptop on a table in the middle of the room and then unpacked my things. Chloe entered my room with a smile. She looked as beautiful and radiant as ever, but in her casual attire she seemed to be more accessible.

I told her that I had already booked dinner at a chic French restaurant close too the hotel for 8pm, but first I wanted to go to the gym for an hour to work out. Chloe was fine with this and told me that she had some errands to do and phone calls to make. We agreed to meet back in my room at 6pm to briefly review the presentation once more on my lap top before dinner. Chloe nodded and went romantic getaway izle on her way.

I took my fitness seriously. I had run competitively and played soccer at a high level. I was in great physical shape for my age and my muscles were highly toned and defined. I stripped naked in front of my mirror and prepared to put on my gym clothes. I stopped and pondered my naked body. I wondered what Chloe would think of it. My leg muscles, especially my thighs, were highly developed because of the soccer. I looked between my thighs. I have a long, thick cock which hangs six inches when flaccid, terminating in a very large plum like head.

I stroked my cock absent mindedly as my mind drifted to Chloe’s magnificent tits. I quickly snapped out of this transient moment of fantasy and threw on my gym gear and made my way down to the gymnasium. The gym was large and clean and I spent most of my time on the treadmill and elliptical machine. After an hour of an exhausting workout I headed back up to my room for a shower.

The shower felt wonderful and I took plenty of time in there to wind down, oblivious of the time. I walked out of the shower feeling revitalized and relaxed. As I walked over to the towel rack, something caught my eye. I had left the bathroom door open and outside of it was the large full length mirror. In the mirror I could see a reflection. It was Chloe, sat at the table with my lap top and she was facing the mirror. A thought occurred to me. If I can see Chloe full frontal, then she can definitely see me. This excited me tremendously.

I was standing naked in the bathroom, dripping wet, but effectively in full view of Chloe via the mirror. I decided to milk the situation. I grabbed a towel and slowly began to dry myself. I didn’t look at the mirror at all, pretending that I hadn’t seen her, but hoped that Chloe was paying attention. I very slowly started to dry my back, giving Chloe an easily viewed full frontal of my naked body. I deliberately took my own sweet time drying myself.

When I started to dry my lower back, I deliberately rotated my hips back and forth. This had the effect of swinging my long cock pendulously from side to side. I could feel my big purple cock head slapping against my thighs alternately as my long cock flapped back and forth. I continued this action for a couple of minutes and the thought that Chloe was looking on excited me incredibly. I raised the towel to my head to dry my hair, which allowed me to peek at the mirror without being noticed. Sure enough, Chloe was sat there staring directly at my reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were really wide open and were glued to the mirror and her mouth was hanging partially open.

Now that I knew I had a captivated audience I took my own sweet time to finish drying myself, giving Chloe a naked full frontal during the entire time and making my long thick cock sway back and forth whenever I could. After several long minutes of delightful, unashamed exhibitionism, I wrapped my towel around myself and walked into the main room, my head down and not looking into the mirror.

As I entered the room I pretended to notice Chloe for the first time and I jovially said hi to her. Chloe looked up at me and said hi and then said that she hoped that I didn’t mind that she had entered my room, but it had gone past 6pm and she thought that she would review the presentation on my lap top as she waited for me. Her face was bright pink as she spoke to me. I told her I didn’t mind at all and that I would quickly throw on some clothes and join her. Chloe and I sat at the laptop for about 30 minutes chatting animatedly. Chloe had quickly recovered her composure, if indeed she had ever lost it.

It was soon time to get dressed for dinner. The French restaurant was quite formal and we decided to dress accordingly. Chloe told me that she had brought an evening gown with her just in case and she would wear it this evening. I wore a business suite. Chloe walked into my room before we left for the restaurant. The sight of her in her evening gown floored me completely. She looked stunning. She wore a long black dress which was extremely low cut, exposing a significant amount of her incredible pale skinned boobs.

Her hair was tied up behind her head, exposing her wonderfully sexy neck. I had never seen so much of her flesh, especially this copious amount of alabaster like tit flesh which was on display. I could now gauge exactly how big her amazing tits were, and they were much bigger than I had expected them to be. I smiled at Chloe and this seemed to put her at ease and she smiled back at me. We left the hotel and headed for the restaurant.

We had a wonderful meal and chatted constantly together. I felt wonderfully ease in her company, and staring across the dinner table at her radiant beauty filled me with absolute joy the entire time. We drank way too much wine, having two bottles of Volnay with the meal. We left arm in arm, somewhat tipsy and rüyanda görürsün izle giggling inanely.

When we arrived back at our rooms, I invited Chloe in for a night cap, “one for the road” before turning in for the night. She was complicit and walked into the room giggling and smiling. I poured us each a glass of wine and suggested a toast, to our wonderful professional relationship. Chloe was about to raise her glass and then stopped, looking quite sad and then said to me, “is that all this is to you, a professional relationship?”

This statement floored me. The wine had helped to reduce her inhibitions and she was now baring her sole to me. I was quiet for a few seconds. I put down my wine glass and took hers from her hand. I put my arms around her and I looked into her wonderful blue eyes which were slightly teary and said to her, “not at all, I think that I fell head over heels for you the very first time that I saw you, I just never had the courage to tell you”. A big smile erupted onto her gorgeous full lips and her blue eyes welled up with tears.

I wiped her eyes and then pressed my face close to hers and kissed her passionately on the lips. I think that I will remember that kiss forever. All of the nerve endings in my body seemed to have a heightened sensitivity at that moment and I have never felt so much sensual passion. I kissed her hard. I wanted her face pressed against mine as closely as possible. I wanted her entire body pressed against mine as close as possible.

We kissed passionately for several minutes and we told each other how much we had been longing for the caresses of one another. The experience was incredible, like an exorcism of some kind, casting away all of those inhibitions and replacing them with passion and lust. I walked Chloe over to the full length mirror, and stood behind her with my arms around her waist. I kissed the back of her exposed neck lovingly, something that I had longed to do ever since the first day we met. It tasted exquisite.

I looked at Chloe’s reflection in the mirror in front of me and spoke to it. I told her that I loved her and I had longed to be passionate with her. I laughed rather coyly and told her that I had fantasized about being naked with her many times. At that point she looked at me and smirked and said that she had something to tell me. She told me that she had the advantage on me as she has already seen me naked. I pretended to look shocked and surprised.

Chloe then told me the story of earlier in the evening, how she had seen me through this very same mirror, toweling my naked body in the bathroom. She giggled like a schoolgirl as she recounted the story. I asked her what her thoughts had been as she watched. She told me that she had been incredibly sexually aroused, and that the sight of my extremely long cock flapping about back and forth had really excited her. She laughed out loud when describing the motion of my cock.

She said that at first she could not believe the size of my cock and then laughed saying that it must be a trick mirror. She then shyly admitted that when she was watching it swaying to and fro, she was longing to take it into her hands, and into her mouth and into her vagina. She looked me in the eyes through the mirror, smiling softly and almost shyly.

I raised my arms up from Chloe’s waist towards her partially exposed breasts. I placed my left hand on her left breast. I the slipped my left hand inside of her dress and felt the whole of her huge left tit inside of my hand. It was enormous and pillow like. I could feel my strong fingers sinking deep into the pale white tit flesh. Chloe looked at my hand movements through the mirror.

I was curious to see what it looked like, and I tugged firmly on her giant left tit and pulled it roughly out of her dress, exposing it. I looked into the mirror to see my left hand squeezing Chloe’s exposed huge left tit. It was as white as alabaster and it had never seen the sun. She had an enormous dark pink areola the size of a small plate and a large thick dark pink nipple. Her tit was enormous.

I released it momentarily from my grip and it flopped down below her waist level. I picked it up once again in my left hand and squeezed it firmly, the tit flesh oozing between my fingers. Her tit was quite heavy but like a big soft pillow to touch and squeeze. Chloe watched me intently through the mirror as I groped her left tit. I then reached into her dress and roughly pulled out her amazing right tit and exposed it to my view.

I was now roughly squeezing both of her giant lily white tits. They were like massive balls of dough which I kneaded firmly with my hands. Chloe smiled a sexy smile as she watched me groping her tits like a schoolboy. I grabbed the shoulders of Chloe’s evening own and pulled them down over her shoulders. The black dress fell to the floor. Chloe wasn’t wearing any panties. She was standing completely naked in front of the mirror, smiling at me through the mirror.

I stared down at her shaved pussy. I was in sexual ecstasy. I wanted it, I wanted my mouth around it. I quickly began to undress, throwing off my clothes in a hurry. I got down to my underwear and Chloe told me to stop. The naked Chloe went down on her knees in front of me and slowly peeled off my underwear. My semi erect cock flopped out in front of her eyes.

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When I was six and a half years old and about ready to start first grade, I fell on the stone steps of our church, cut open my chin and contracted Scarlet Fever. I don’t really remember any of it but apparently I almost died. Whatever, it meant I didn’t start first grade until I was seven and a half. I was almost always the oldest in my class. That probably was good for me. I was just a little more mature, could concentrate a little better, did well when it came to grades and did well when it came to interacting with other classmates.

Eleven years later that meant I turned eighteen near the end of eleventh grade. I still had a year left in high school. I wasn’t unusually big for my age, probably average. But I wrestled starting in junior high and was on the high school varsity so I was in good shape with lots of muscle. It was on a Saturday and my parents had a minor party for me in our back yard. Three boys that were friends and also good athletes were there plus my parents and three neighboring married couples. Most of us were in swimsuits because we had a pool. I think my parents were using it, at least in part, to pay back some neighbors for having had them over.

My parents are about forty. My Mom is 39 (I am her oldest child) and my Dad 43. They married after my Dad got his degree. My Mom never finished college .I was born roughly seven months after they married and that’s probably why. Their friends are pretty much around their same age just like my friends are about my age, although often a year younger.

Anyway, we have a barbecue going, soft drinks for us kids and some booze for the older folks. My friends and I have a lot of fun in and around the pool. The older people used the pool a little but are much quieter about it. After dinner, my friends go home. A little later two of the neighbor couples also leave. The Simpsons are the last to go.

I’m very aware of Mrs. Simpson. Della. Her husband, Greg, is about my Dad’s age. Della is younger, maybe thirty, maybe a year or so older or younger than that. She also is gorgeous. Pretty, extremely well built. She reminds me of a model or Vegas show girl. I’ve often thought she was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. This evening, her bathing suit leaves nothing to the imagination, she’s almost falling out of it.

Greg, her husband, who normally seems like a nice guy, is stinko. Way drunk. She needs help to get him home so I volunteer. I almost have to carry him. His feet are on the ground but not of a lot of use. We finally get him home, across the street and up two houses. I lug him upstairs. She has me dump him in the guest room. Don’t want his snoring to bother her, she claims.

She probably isn’t completely sober herself, although she walks and talks fine. “George,” she says, “I should give you a birthday present.” She stands right up against me and puts her hand on my shoulder and then slides it down on my chest, like she’s feeling me. “You’ve developed into a very handsome, strong young man. You’re probably having sex with girls at school, aren’t you.”

“Uh,” I sort of mumble, not knowing what to say, “No, not really.”

“You mean this lovely cock I’ve been looking at all evening,” she says, moving her hand down to grab hold of my cock and balls through my bathing suit, “has never been used sexually?”

I’ve never had anything like that happen to me before. On the one hand I’m actually scared a little. On the other hand, this truly sexy lady has me getting a major hard on.

“Uh, no, it hasn’t.”

She gives me a really big grin and moves her hand a little feeling my cock. “Well then, that can be my birthday present to you.” Right in the hallway, with her husband passed out on a bed perhaps ten feet away. She starts pulling my bathing suit down, moving down herself to kneel on the floor with my suit at my ankles and my very erect cock bobbing in open air right in front of her face.

“Oh, you have a terrific cock, George,” she says, grabbing it with one hand and feeling my balls with the other. Then, without another word, she opens her mouth wide and starts swallowing my cock. She’s obviously hungry for a cock and a load of cum to swallow.

I can’t even begin to explain the way I feel. This is the sexiest thing that has ever happened to me and it’s combined with my knowing how gorgeous she is. The only thing that has touched my cock for years is my own hand and what she did is barely related to masturbation. A very distant cousin at best. Her fingers did masturbate me a little. Her lips did, too. Add the sucking and the licking and the moisture of her mouth and the slurps. Well, I cum. It doesn’t take long. Really cum, more than ever before, I think.

She grins some more, licking her lips after swallowing, and takes my hand and leads me into the bedroom she and her husband usually use. Her bra and bottom come off, her perfect female body is displayed to me, and in no time she has me on the bed, both of us naked. “Now you need to do shrinking izle that for me, George,” she says. “You need to learn how to eat pussy. Greg has never been that great at it but I bet I can teach you to be an expert.”

That’s what she does. After kissing me with lots of tongue she has me do things with her breasts. Really lovely, firm, large breasts. Then down over her stomach and to her pussy. She must use scissors to trim her pubic hair because there isn’t much. It’s very dark, not matching her head hair at all, but it doesn’t get in the way much. She pulls herself open some and has me lick inside her, up and down and all around. She has me push a finger into her and then use my tongue a lot on the bump that is her clit. Oddly, while I feel strange, not knowing what I’m doing, I truly enjoy it. I make her cum.

That first time I’m probably not very good at all but she does have an orgasm. After, I’m hard again, so she helps aim me into her and I also get my very first fuck. After everything else that had happened the fuck is sort of an anticlimax but a great one. I’ve never felt anything better in my life than having my cock slide around inside that tight, warm, moist tunnel. I cum again inside her and she seems to love every minute of it.

Since it has already taken me longer than it should, she has me get home. I dream all that night about the female body, fleshy curves, breasts, a wet pussy that holds my cock tight. We had arranged for me to come back often. Over the next several weeks I come and go through her back door, hoping that none of the neighbors or my parents would see me. I’d then go down the alley and around to my house. We do this three times a week usually, after school is out and before her husband comes home from work. I just claim that I’m doing something late at school to my parents.

I become very adept at eating her as well as fucking her and she sucks me off enough that I think maybe she likes oral better than vaginal sex. I also learn a little about her. Apparently she developed physically rather early and became sexually active early. She had lousy taste in men and they took advantage of her, in her opinion. She even fucked for money at some point, shaved her pussy for some porn films. When she met Greg, she says he was the first guy to be nice to her so she married him. She wants to stay married, it’s a nice life, she just needs a little extra sex. To her it doesn’t damage the marriage, it’s just sex. I wasn’t the first extra cock in her life and I’m sure I won’t be the last.

I still tend to dream about sex. In fact, I have sex on my mind a lot. I realize that every girl at school has a pussy and might be interested in having me taste it. From what Della said, every girl loves to have her pussy eaten. So, I look around at school to see who I should try and have sex with. Who do I want and who might be ready for what I could offer. Someone sexy that isn’t getting her pussy eaten.

The big titted, blond cheerleader, a year ahead of me and already nineteen, that I know is fucking the quarterback, is my choice. Fran is the most desirable girl at school and I doubt if the star jock ever does anything but shove it in her. Maybe she’s both horny and frustrated. One day, probably a month before graduation, she has on this extremely short cheerleader skirt and is sitting in the bleachers watching basketball practice. I mosey over and sit in the row in front of her and turn around and lean my head in between her legs and kiss on her panties and tell her, “I bet you taste delicious.” There are some other people around, not real close, and I did it so quick I don’t think anyone else noticed.

She looks at me oddly, almost like she’s angry. “What do you mean?” she says.

“I just mean that you’re a gorgeous girl, you probably have a delicious pussy and I would love to give you an orgasm orally.”

“Oh” is all she says. A minute later she moves down to sit next to me. “You would really lick me, taste me?” she asks, “like I’ve seen on the ‘net.”

“Yeah,” I reply, “I’d love to. From my experience, you’d probably have the best orgasm of your life.”

“Yeah,” she says, “You’re just saying that to get me in bed. “

“Well, a bed would be a good place to do it with both of us naked. I could appreciate those great breasts of yours as well. But we don’t have to. I mean, I could do it right here if you took your panties off. But it wouldn’t be the best place, with these other people around. I mean if it eventually led to us fucking that would be great but it doesn’t have to.”

“Well, it won’t. You don’t know me very well. I’m a virgin and nobody is fucking me until we’re married.”

“A virgin? I thought sure you were fucking Cory.”

She grins a little. “Well, he wishes. A lot of people seem to think that but it isn’t true and won’t be. I mean, he’s a star and he’s pretty sexy and we do some things but we’re never getting married. We both have a lot sihirli annem izle of life ahead of us before either of us get married.”

“Oh. Well, sorry, my mistake. I figured he’s the type to just use you and leave you frustrated and maybe you’d be ready for what I suggested. You’re certainly the most desirable girl around.”

She grins. “I never said no. Maybe I am frustrated. I just don’t want to jump into anything where I lose control. Okay, let’s see. You say we could do it here but there are always people here in the gym, even late, so this won’t do. What we need is an empty classroom while there are still people in other rooms so they’ll hear me if I scream as you try and rape me. Science has labs and maybe people will come in late. English! No one comes in late for English not even the faculty. Let’s go find an empty classroom.”

I had to smile at her thinking. We get up and head into the regular halls looking for an empty room. There are still classes going on in about half the rooms. “If you yell, it will be because you’re having the biggest orgasm of your life, not because I’m attacking you.” She just gives me a look.

“Ah, here we are. Empty. I’m sure Mrs. Schultz is gone for the day, she never stays,” she says, opening a door. We both walk in. She looks around. “Probably back here,” she says. “Just in case someone opens the door, we can see it and move.” She looks at me, reaches up under her very short little cheerleader skirt and pulls down her dark blue panties. Much thicker than normal underwear panties, these must be intended as outer wear. She lifts her skirt and I can see her naked butt and pussy. She jumps up and sits on the edge of a desk and looks at me. “Will this work?” she asks.

“Yeah,” I reply as I kneel down between her legs. I use my hands to push her knees further apart and I’m looking right at her pussy. “You’re a real blond, “I say as I lean in closer and sniff. I think she’s actually a little excited already, I can smell her. I don’t say anything else, even as she answers, “yeah”. I use both hands to pull her open a little more and get my tongue into her and start licking. She draws in her breath very noticeably. I lick up and down and she makes little moaning or mewing noises, almost sounds like a cat. Maybe that’s why it’s called a pussy, it causes that kind of a reaction.

She gets a little wetter. I move my hands around to hold her butt and start really sucking on her pussy, grabbing the whole thing with my lips. I back off and lick up and down again. I flick my tongue back and forth on the bump that’s got to be her clit and she moans more. I get a finger up under my chin and push into her. She’s making odd noises. I flick my eyes up and realize that she has her one hand stuck partly into her mouth to keep her from making louder noises. Her other hand is on my head, pressing me to her. In just a half minute or so this is working. I go on to really finger fuck her and tongue her clit, suck on it some, grab it with my lips as it grows. She doesn’t last a whole lot longer than I did when Della gave me my first blow job. Soon her hips are jumping, I’m getting juices onto me and she’s darn near bitten her hand. She has both hands on the back of my head, pulling on my hair. “Please, no more,” she says.

I back out and sit there on my haunches, looking at her pussy, now very wet and much redder than before, more swollen. “You have a really lovely pussy, Fran,” I say to her. “Delicious.”

“Oh shit, George,” she said, “that was too much. I don’t know if I’ll ever recover. Look at my hand, I’m almost bleeding. I needed to scream so much.” I lean back in and lick her some more. “No,” she says, pulling on my hair again. “I want you to do that again but not right now. We need to go somewhere we can get naked like you suggested. You can do that some more and I can do you. My parents won’t be home for almost two hours, let’s go to my house.”

As we walk, she said, “My God, George, that was fantastic. I’ve never felt like that before. Does it get better, can it possibly ever get better?”

“I don’t know but it stays very, very good even if we do it a thousand times.”

At her house we end up in her bedroom naked. Those breasts are magnificent. In twenty years they’ll likely hang down to her waists but right now they are perfect. Large, firm, nipples, or are they areolas. Whatever, they get smaller and harder as I suck on them. I’ve never done it but they’re ideal for what I’ve seen on the ‘net, a titty fuck. A huge cock can get lost in her cleavage.

She reacts loudly to my eating her, no need to bite her hand here where no one can hear her. She holds me to her pussy with both hands and as she cums and screams she never lets go, wants me to keep at it, so I do. After her third orgasm she lets go of me and collapses back. “Give me a couple minutes,” she says, “and I’ll do you. But there’s no way I can be as good for you as you’ve been for me.”

Actually, sizi dinliyorum izle she may be as good. She’s a much better cock sucker than Della. Della wants a load of cum. Fran wants to enjoy herself, make love to my cock, make it last and last. She looks at it, plays with my cock and balls, sucks on it a little, licks it, sucks on my balls, sucks on my cock. When I’m about to cum, she pulls off and licks around a little before taking me back into her mouth, over and over. I finally shoot what may be my biggest load ever and she swallows every bit.

“George, I’m closer to giving up on saving my virginity for marriage than I’ve ever been. Please go home. We’ll do this some more but right now, I think I better lay back and ponder the wonders of your oral attack.”

In fact, we do do it some more. I have to fit her in between my visits to Della. But two days after that first time, Cory comes up to me at school wanting to know what I was doing with his girl.

“Cory, Fran and I are in a couple classes together. I’m a straight A student and she wanted some help, so I went to her house and helped her. She’s a gorgeous girl with a great figure and I’d love to fuck her but I doubt if I ever will. I don’t know what you two do but I’m sure you can go ahead and continue doing it, whatever it is. I’m a side issue.” That seems to satisfy him. At least I never hear from him again. Since he and Fran are going to different colleges, it’ll probably be over between them. In fact, it’ll probably be over between Fran and me once she goes off to college. But all through the summer, I get more sex than anyone between Della and Fran, although I never do manage to take Fran’s virginity. I’m willing to bet that her next boyfriend eats pussy, though.

Back to school for my senior year. Fran is gone, off to college, but I’m still seeing Della regularly. I’m a little ashamed, helping a wife cheat on her husband but it’s too late to do anything about it. A little more cheating isn’t much worse than what we’ve been doing up to now. Besides, if it isn’t me, it’d be someone else. I’m actually a little proud that I’m good enough for an experienced fucker like Della to choose to continue with.

After school one day I stop at a local fast food place for a soda. I’m sitting at a table when Ellen comes over and sits down opposite me. That’s a surprise. We sort of know one another because we’re at the same school and she lives one street over from me but we’ve never really talked before.

Ellen is big. I don’t mean fat. She’s tall and sturdy and strong. She puts the shot and throws the hammer at our school track meets. She’s probably six feet tall or more, at least an inch taller than me, with shoulders wider than mine. I’ve heard that she lived on a farm with her Dad and three older brothers and I can believe it because she walks and dresses like a farm worker. Overalls, jeans, sweat shirts, anything large and tough. Her mother apparently died way back when Ellen was still a baby. She now lives with an Aunt, here in town, to go to high school and perhaps community college, where I’ll probably be going, too. She’s always been a loner, I’ve never seen her hanging out with others, laughing and talking.

So it’s a surprise for her to come to my table. “Hi, George,” she says and I respond. “I’ve been watching you visit Mrs. Simpson for some time,” she says. It makes me realize that from the upstairs of her house she probably can see the back of the Simpsons. I say nothing. What can I say? I can’t deny it. “Don’t worry,” she then says, smiling a little, “I have no intentions of tattling.” That lets me breath a little easier but it also makes me wonder why is she telling me this?

“I’ve been watching a lot of porn stuff on the ‘net,” she says. “It makes me realize that I’d like to do all of that stuff, too. Somewhere inside this hulk, I’m human, too. You must be pretty good if Mrs. Simpson’s using you. Just from looking at her I’d guess that she’s done stuff like that a lot. So, I’ve thought about it and I’d like you to do all of that stuff with me. I mean, you must be as good at it as anyone else around here.”

“Ellen, you want me to fuck you, is that right?”

“Well, yeah. Plus all the other stuff.”

“Like me eating your pussy and you sucking my cock and us fucking in different positions.”

She grins. “Yeah,” she says.

“I don’t think you’ve thought this through. What you want isn’t like eating a different meal or buying some new clothes, it’s likely to be life changing. I mean, sex isn’t all that casual, there are emotions involved. Once you do it, you’re not going to want to stop.”

“So you’re telling me no,” she says.

“No, I’m not refusing you at all. I just think this is a really big thing and you haven’t thought it through.”

“Oh, I’ve thought about it a lot,” she says. “I’m not good at interacting with other people. I like to do what I want to do and I know some of you others think I’m sort of a freak. I’m not but I don’t know how to do anything to correct that. So if I don’t get someone like you to do this with me, I’ll either pull back and never do it or else I’ll do something dumb and end up with an unhappy experience. With you, I know it’ll be a good experience. So let’s do it. Please.”

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Sharon was either in the midst of pleasuring herself when I got back to the hotel room or she was in bed waiting for me to return so we could fuck. When I got back to our room I was still dressed in my suit from my client meeting. It was my pitch for new business that took us to Seattle and our mini vacation together.

I make videos. Sharon’s a former teacher. We met after I read one of Sharon’s stories on Literotica and I wrote to her to tell her how much I enjoyed her stories. When Sharon’s life got messy I helped her out. Our relationship grew from there.

This wasn’t our first time to meet, but it was our first trip to somewhere neither of us had ever been before, much less together. My goal was to nail the gig with the new client and spend the rest of the time nailing Sharon. Combine a little business with a whole lot of pleasure. I was pleased when Sharon agreed to go with me on the trip to Seattle. I think her agenda was similar to mine which was why she accepted so readily.

Sharon was lying on the bed naked somewhat tangled up in the sheets.

“About time you got back. I’ve been getting impatient waiting for you.”

I responded. “I hope I didn’t walk in at a bad moment. I mean, I didn’t want to keep you from anything important.:

“No. I think you’re just in time actually,” Sharon teased. “Come and fuck me. I want to feel your cock inside me. I want to feel you come.”

“You’re making this sound like this is all about me, but I know you want to come too. That’s OK. This can be mutually satisfying. I’m here to help you, but you’re going to have to earn it first.” I said looking down at Sharon leaning on her side. She provocatively posed so she had one leg bent and I could see her hairless pussy beckoning, tempting me. Her hand strayed downward towards her cunt as through to draw my eyes there. Did she really think I hadn’t noticed her pussy and the hint of moisture on her labia? Her tits swayed. My dick started to harden. I thought to myself, how can this woman excite me so?

“ummm hmmmm,” was what she said dreamily and then after processing what I said, turning curious she said, “Earn it?”

“Close your eyes.” I said before removing my black silk neck tie.

“Why?”

“Because we’re going to play a game. I thought it might be fun and I stopped on the way back her to the room to pick up a couple of toys.

“Toys? I like toys.” Sharon was intrigued.

“And just so you don’t cheat, I’m going to blindfold you with my tie.”

“Most men try to get me out of my clothes. Here I am naked and you’re trying to get me to put yours on.”

“I’ve shanty town izle been thinking about this. It’ll be fun. Trust me? Game?”

Was she curious or did she think I wouldn’t give up? Either way Sharon sat up and I wrapped my tie gently around her eyes. I pushed her back down on the bed.

“Lie on your back. Relax. Can you see? How many fingers am i holding up?” I said waving my hand in front of her face.

“Eleven?”

I laughed. “OK. Well I’m not a mutant. I guess you can’t see.” I paused before continuing. “The name of this game is ‘What is it?’ I have 3 different items. You’re going to have to guess what the items are based on all of your senses except for sight. If you win, then I’ll comply with your sexual want and you get a sexual favor-no questions asked. If I win, then I choose and you’re at my mercy. You see you really can’t lose because either way you win.”

“Seriously? No questions asked?”

I could tell Sharon was mulling all the possibilities. Sharon freely told me a lot of stories about her past sexual experiences. I was beginning to wonder if this game I concocted was such a good idea. But before I could decide she continued.

“I can’t see a damn thing, but I think I’m liking the sound of this game already.”

“OK. So here’s number one. Ready?”

“I guess.”

I pulled out the long stemmed rose-the first of three things I bought on my way coming back from my business meeting.

I ran the thorns of the stem along the arches of Sharon’s feet. I knew she could feel the sharpness but it probably also tickled. She was thinking-trying to figure it out. I started at her feet knowing it might make figuring it out more difficult. I cut her a break and moved to a more sensitive area. I ran the thorns along the inside of her thighs.

“Woah.” Sharon said, “At first it tickled. Now it feels scratchy, sharp. Do I have to guess now?”

“Don’t guess until you’re confident. You don’t want to guess wrong. If you do, the game is over and I win.”

“You said it didn’t matter who won,” Sharon argued.

Then I stopped momentarily and changed to the velvety flower petal of the rose and ran it along your inner thighs and then along your pussy.

“Is that the same thing? Or are we on a new object now?”

“OK. 1 clue only. This is the same object.”

“I have no idea.”

“Be patient. There’s no rush. Think.”

I pulled a petal from the rose and put the rest of the rose near her feet. I held the petal between my fingers and teased her nipples with it. Flicking the petal back and forth shape island izle across her nipples. Feathery strokes. Teasing. I saw her nipples respond by hardening. Then I wrapped her nipple in the petal and rubbed the petal and Sharon’s nipple together between my thumb and forefinger. Her nipples got harder in my fingers.

“Wow. That’s soft. So unlike the scratchy thing.”

“OK. This is taking too long. I’m going to give you another clue.” I picked up the rose again and brought it close to her cheek. I gently ran first the thorn and then switched to the velvety flower part against her cheek. As soon as I got to the velvety flower part, I knew she knew..

“What’s that I smell? A flower. The scratchy part and the soft part can only be a rose. It’s a rose,” Sharon said confidently.

“Right! Very good. One down. Two to go. Ready for object number 2?”

“I think I like this game,” Sharon said saucily. I wondered if she had jumped ahead to what she might want as her prize for winning the game.

I pulled out a chocolate dipped strawberry and ran it up the inside of her thighs, the length of her pussy, past her navel, between her tits, then circled each breast one at a time, spiralling up to each nipple at the peak and then back down to the other breast,

“Hmmmm. This is different. Kind of firm, maybe a little cool, maybe rubbery, not sharp like the rose. Not sure. Keep moving it around.”

Before I started I knew it wouldn’t be long before the warmth of Sharon’s body began to melt the chocolate shell of the strawberry. Soon I began to see chocolate trails on her body. I knew I’d have to resist the urge to lick them or she’d have another clue.

“This is leaving wet marks on my body. That thing feels different now than it did earlier,” Sharon said.

I ran the strawberry up the side of her neck and across her cheek and then very slowly across her lips. I thought the sensation there would make it identifiable. Sharon’s lips parted and her tongue snaked out to feel it. I don’t know whether it was the taste on her tongue, the unique feeling, or possibly the scent again that gave it away. Sharon aggressively bit the strawberry.

“Hey! No fair! You’re cheating. You’re eating the game pieces.” I argued vainly in dismay.

“You told me I could use all my sense except for sight. Taste is one of those,” Sharon replied emphatically.

“True,” I reluctantly admitted.

“It’s a chocolate covered strawberry. At first I thought it might be the head of some guy’s cock you brought back to the room. It was firm and it felt about the she hulk attorney at law izle right size and the wet part was precum.”

“Well for his sake, I’m glad it wasn’t when you bit down on the strawberry like that. OK. Score is now Sharon 2, me none. But the game isn’t over yet. Are you ready for round
?”

“Aren’t you going to lick off that chocolate off my body first?”

“If I take time to do that, we’ll probably never finish the game.”

“Oh. I thought maybe this was half-time or something,” Sharon suggested.

I weighed options. I always enjoyed eating Sharon and there was enough chocolate there to make things interesting.

“Oh. I hadn’t thought of that. You’re one up on me.”

“Two. It’s now Sharon two, you zip. You trying to cheat?”

“No. I’ll deal with the chocolate later. Maybe you’ll get distracted thinking about me licking the chocolate from your body and you’ll guess wrong. OK. Here it comes.”

I put my right hand in my leather glove. I began with my fingertips lightly running along her side, from the arms downward, past her hips and down the outside of her legs, across the tops of her feet and then back up again rotating my hand to the flat side of my fingers as I ran it up the inner part of her thigh, towards her pussy. I started stroking Sharon’s pussy, it was already moist. Likely from her activity before I got back to our hotel room.

“I think I know already.”

“I think you just like where it is and want me to keep going,” I said.

I ran my hand up the length of her pussy, letting Sharon feel the leather against her skin. Looking down I could see part of the leather getting darker as it absorbed a little of her wetness. I thought to myself. I have even more reason to like my gloves now. I’ll remember Sharon’s wetness on it and hope her scent adds to the warm smell of the leather.

I moved my hand upwards towards her breasts, grasping one of her heavy tits in the leather. Kneading it, teasing her nipple to harden between my fingers.

“This one is a lot easier than the other two. Does that leather glove have a mate, because I do have another tit that’s waiting for similar treatment?”

“Absolutely right! It is a leather glove. And you’re a winner,” I said before reaching up and removing Sharon’s blindfold.

Sharon looked quite pleased with herself for winning.

“I like this game,” she said. “So, as winner, I get to name my prize right?”

“Right.” I said. “Tell me how you’d like it and we both win.”

And then Sharon told me what she wanted to claim as her prize.

“Surprise me sometime. But don’t be too romantic. Do something different like add in some rough stuff or maybe you could arrange being watched by some other guys. I am a slut, remember?”

My mind began to consider the possibilities. Little did I know was that I was much closer to paying off Sharon’s prize than I imagined.

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Babes

Foreword

These stories are based in Australia and written in the idiom the characters would use.

Some issues in language variations I anticipated and built translations into my narrative. Others have caught me by surprise especially in their intensity. Generally, the intended meaning will be clear from the context if you don’t cling too tightly to your usual usage.

Crutch/ Crotch has been a subject of much comment. Australians more commonly use ‘crutch’ and that meaning of the word is supported by the Macquarie Dictionary.

*****

Story

On Tuesday mornings Greg had a later start to work. That meant there was at least time for our exercise programme to continue by way of a swim and a run before Greg had to go home and get ready for work; even leaving us time for some horizontal exercise as the mood took us (and so far it had never failed to). By now I was able to run at a good rate, so Greg was back to the training regime he’d had before I met him and slowed it down.

This morning a cool Southerly had blown up overnight. It wasn’t all that strong or even that cold; but in the weak early morning sun it was enough to feel the wind chill factor start to get the better of you. As we’d come out of our swim and into our run I hadn’t really noticed it as the exercise had kept me warm.

After the run, we followed our usual routine of diving in the water for a final cleansing dip before going up to our gear and drying off.

On this morning the tide was well out so a long walk up the beach gave me ample time to get a bit cold as my wet body was exposed to the wind. By the time I reached our gear, Greg was holding my towel up ready to dry me off – as was his usual way. As he did so he couldn’t help but notice how much the cold had brought up my nipples.

Once my skin was dry, the wind wasn’t really an issue for the rest of my body, but the physical 100 izle nipples in the wet bikini top were still strongly showing its effect. Greg couldn’t help playing with them a bit as he finished drying me; rolling them gently between his fingers and in the process sticking the material of the top firmly to them, making them even more prominent.

As we lay back on our towels to let a bit of sun warmth in and see what else developed between us, they continued to attract his attention. In part it might be called foreplay, in part it was just Greg being silly, either way with the head start the cold had given him, He was trying to show me just how big he could make my nipples by teasing them up with his fingers, tongue and lips.

Hang on there Greg. They’re my nipples. I think I’ve got a fair idea of what they are like especially when the weather turns cold. Unfortunately they can get rather big.

At one stage my Uni friends were even referring to them as “Karen’s famous nipples” because of how prominent they’d become on a cold day. In a way it’s another manifestation of my bikini fetish. Somewhere between when puberty first struck and the present, female nipples were seemingly abolished. By that I mean any display of nipple outline under a garment became unfashionable; almos scandalous. I’m not sure when that moment was; although I suspect Janet Jackson and the fuss made about her so called clothing malfunction had a large measure to do with it. The trouble was that no-one told me. Or if they did I chose to ignore them.

When it came time to move from a training bra to an adult one I simply couldn’t find the sort of light unstructured ones that I was used to. I tried but immediately hated those padded nipple stopper bras that seem to be all the rage these days; indeed I hate any sort of padding – the pads in any bikini I buy immediately poker face izle get ripped out too. While I have a few push up bras for special occasions, for the most part I just go with a bikini top – unpadded of course and often in older ones with the lining cut out to boot – or bra less if I can get away with it.

I suppose the peer group pressure from school friends should have trained me out of that; but being as boring as I was I didn’t really have a group I hung out with out of school and private school uniforms are notorious for hiding everything with or without a bra

My mother wasn’t much help either. As someone who came of age in the late 70’s and early 80’s she grew up in a time where women were not just allowed to have nipples but weren’t expected to hide the fact (or so her old photos and current behaviour would indicate anyway; a picture of her as a teenager in a crochet bikini where the nipples are all but emerging through the weave of the material is a classic). Indeed while one just assumes parents are asexual beings I’ve always noted my mother has something in the way of a preference for wearing bikinis herself; which even made me wonder if such fetishes are genetic. Either way she wasn’t telling me to go hide them.

The reason I cut the lining out of old bikinis is that for me it actually enhanced their erogenous effect. I really like the way thin lycra material sheathes them as they enlarge and harden. So by the time I got to Uni and actually had a group of friends, a bit of teasing on a cold day wasn’t going to change an old pattern of behaviour.

Without any knowledge of this background, Greg was determined to break all records on engorging them; playing with them first of all within my bikini top and then pushing the triangles aside and finally taking the top off to give him direct access to the bare nipples; ensuring prehistoric planet izle all the while that both nipples stayed at their maximum elevation. As I quite enjoyed the feeling – indeed really enjoyed it – I wasn’t stopping him and just let him go on playing.

Then all of a sudden I thought “hang on, I think I’m going to com…oh, arrr…” It may not have been the best orgasm I’ve ever had, but it was quite fun just the same. I certainly amused Greg as I arched my hips into the air; although I suspect he afterwards thought he has the power to give me random orgasms in inappropriate places just by teasing up my nipples.

Of course, that left me in a position to tease him in the same way he’d teased me after I gave him a wet dream. I knelt up on my towel alongside him as he lay back on his towel, put the neck loop of my bikini top back over my head and started tying the lower string behind my back, “Oh well, I’ve had my orgasm for the day. I suppose we’d better go”.

“That’s OK by me. I wasn’t really in the mood anyway”

The erection all but bursting out of his swimmers gave lie to that statement. Straddling him in a cowgirl position I rubbed the crutch of my swimmers up and down his shaft “great, we can go and get something to eat then.”

“No need. I can give you something to drink right here and now”

“In your dreams! I was hoping for something a bit better tasting than that. Anyhow, I didn’t think you were in the mood.”

“Yea, well I wasn’t until you started rubbing yourself up on me”

“So that thing I was rubbing up and down on was a figment of my imagination was it?”

He reached up and started pulling me down to lie on top of him “You are a difficult girl, aren’t you?”

I was just starting to get out a cheeky reply when its progress was stopped by his tongue in my mouth. In moments his hands had every string on my bikini untied and my body naked on top of him. There were days I wish men wore string tie swimmers too. As I had to kneel back over him to pull his swimmers off his legs and put the condom on, this was one of them.

The just finished nipple orgasm notwithstanding, the next 15 minutes were still a lot of fun.

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