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You are sitting in your recliner waiting for me to get home. I’ve spent the afternoon shopping the local sales but have finally arrived home. You can hear me fiddling with the front door so you get up to help me. I walk through the door, my hands full of packages from all over town. I’m anxious to show you my new purchases so I hurry off the bedroom while you sit back down in your recliner with your eyes planed on the bedroom doorway waiting for my appearance. Out I come wearing a new sundress and matching sandals. I do a little turn for you and you whistle at me enjoying what you see. I strut away back to the bedroom for the next part of your show. My return back to the living room reveals a very low cut black top and a tight pair of dark blue jeans with black peep toe heels. You’re getting very turned on as I do my little turn and strut back to the bedroom for the grand finale. I peek my head through the doorway and ask you if you’re ready. You shake your head yes as I slink through the doorway in a see through red nightie. It hardly covers me so you are able to see my hard nipples through the top and my matching red g-string through the skirt. With this presentation you are up esat escort out of your chair instantly clapping to show your approval. I walk over and grab your hand and lead you back to the bedroom with me. I have something else to show you….

You see on bag still on the bed and notice it’s from the naughty store, as we like to call it. You look at me and grin. I turn the sack over to empty it’s contents and you see several things fall out. There is a bottle of flavored lubricant, a black satin blindfold, a set of nipple clamps and a pair of fuzzy handcuffs. You can tell I’m excited to try out the rest of my new purchases.

I reach over and pick up the blindfold and slip it over my eyes and invite you to do with me as you please. You slip my nightie over my head and your mouth instantly moves to my breasts. I can feel your tongue teasing the tips of my nipples making them stand up tall. You pinch them with your fingers then I feel you clamp down on my right nipple then the left. The sensation is amazing! You start kissing my neck softly as you tug lightly on the clamp stretching my nipple away from my body. I moan softly with pleasure. You turn me around slowly and I feel the side of the bed escort bayan against the front of my thighs. Your touch stops for a moment and I hear rustling around. I patiently wait for the next touch from you.

I feel you back behind me, the tip of your hard cock is brushing against my bottom. You take my hand and clasp one side of the handcuffs around my wrist then take my other hand and do the same locking my hands together behind my back. You tell me to bend over and rest my head on the bed. I comply with your direction then feel you pull my g-string to the side. The next feeling is something warm dripping down the crack of my ass down to my glistening wet pussy. I feel you start kissing the small of my back then move your way down my ass to my swollen pussy lips. You take them in your mouth one and at time and nibble lightly on each. I feel your tongue move to my sweet spot where it then penetrates me. You move your mouth away and I feel two fingers penetrate me, plunging in and out very slowly at first. Then your fingers disappear but I feel one finger touch my forbidden hole and slowly push inside. You continue to tease my pussy and ass with your fingers till I’m begging for your cock.

All eryaman escort the touching stops till I feel the head of your hard cock positioned between my pussy lips. You inch your way in slowly. Taking it out then putting it back in just a little deeper each time. Finally I feel you sink it in me all the way to the base. You begin thrusting slowly pulling my hips into you as you thrust. Your speed begins to quicken. I feel you grab my hands in my handcuffs and use them to pull me towards you with each deeper and harder thrust. You hold my handcuffs with one hand and reach around me to pull on my right nipple clamp while you pound yourself into me. The sensation is more than I can take. I start moaning loudly as the familiar warmth starts to rise inside me. Suddenly I cry out with pleasure as you feel my pussy grip your cock like a fist. The sight of me and the feeling on your cock sends you over the edge. You pull back on my handcuffs hard holding me to you as you shoot that warm cum deep inside me. I collapse forward on the bed and you on top of me.

Slowly you lift your body off of mine. I feel you move away from me for a moment then feel a towel touching me lightly, brushing the fresh juices from my still engorged pussy and legs. You then pull me up by my handcuffs and unlock them from my wrists. Next I feel the clamps removed from my nipples. You turn me back around to face you and remove the blindfold from my eyes. You kiss me passionately as you hold me close to you. It’s obvious you enjoyed my purchases. I think to myself, if he only knew what I ordered for next week…

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This story follows on from “Home Early on a Wednesday”. It may be helpful to read that one first to gain a little more understanding of the characters. Feedback is always appreciated.

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A month or so after our mid-week adventure, another Wednesday. This time, I don’t make it home early, in fact, this time I’m running late.

By the time I get home, she is already dressed to go out, impatient and anxious. My job is to stay home tonight and mind our already-sleeping son. She is going out with some friends.

She told me about it weeks ago. It’s a Christmas party of sorts, a bunch of friends she meets regularly are getting together for a small party, drinks and finger-food. It will be mostly other women her age, or older, and perhaps the odd husband or two. I can tell she’s been looking forward to it, something that breaks the routine.

I’m happy for her to go, and she did ask if I wanted to go with her. The reality is that I won’t know anyone very well, and she’ll have a much better time on her own, amongst her friends. And since we don’t have to try to make babysitting arrangements, the whole evening will be a lot less stressful.

I plan to stay at home, catch up on a little work, perhaps watch some television, if I can find anything worth watching.

She looks good as she leaves, wearing a short red skirt and loose fitting black blouse. She has put on make up for the occasion, the right shades to suit her tanned skin. I tell her how good she looks and she smiles.

“I won’t be too late,” she says. “I’ll probably have a few drinks.” This doesn’t worry me, she’s getting a lift and she rarely drinks much anyway. In fact, it has been a source of good-natured dispute over the years, that I have only seen her really drunk once. I have often hoped she would drink a little more now and then, to lower her inhibitions and relax her. She just doesn’t enjoy drinking enough, she says.

The evening for me passes completely uneventfully. As I expected there is nothing on television and at eleven I decide to go to bed. I’m a little surprised that she isn’t home yet, but I imagine she won’t be long. I leave a living room light on for her, turn out the bedroom light and am quickly asleep.

Some minutes, or hours, later a noise wakens me. It takes a few moments for my eyes to adjust and I read the clock. Just after midnight. I hear the distant thud of a car door, fumble of a key in a lock, heels on the wooden floor.

During the next few minutes, I drift between sleep and wakefulness several times, hearing her in the kitchen briefly, the bathroom, the door of our son’s room, the flush of the toilet. I fall back to sleep.

I wake up again and hear her softly calling my name from the bedroom doorway. I shake my head to clear the sleep away, concerned, trying to analyse what might be wrong.

“What’s up?” I stage whisper, into the darkness.

“Nothing. Just follow me.” She pads quietly down the hallway expecting me to follow. For a moment I debate whether to put on shorts and a shirt. I only have boxers on and I’m unsure what I might be required to do.

She escort bayan isn’t in the living room, nor the kitchen and for a moment I’m confused. Then I see that the front door is open. I’m sure she wouldn’t have left it open accidentally so she must be outside somewhere.

It’s a warm night, despite the fact that it is only early summer. There is a gentle breeze fluttering through the palm fronds high above me but the sky is clear with a half-moon rising. I step into the paved courtyard and see her.

She is dressed in almost nothing, a tiny, lacy, black G-string and matching bra, an underwear set she very seldom wears. For some reason though, what surprises me even more is her smile. She is smiling happily at me. I never expected to see her outside after midnight, in very brief underwear. But I could never have dreamed of her smiling about it.

She is standing in the middle of the moon-lit courtyard and I walk slowly to her, intrigued and uncertain. She holds out her arms to me and we hug. I quickly sense that she is drunk, quite drunk, I can feel her unsteadiness and see the pleasant detachment in her eyes.

“We’ve never done it out here,” she says softly, attempting to speak without slurring, and failing. “Let’s do it now.”

It takes me a few moments to realise what she means. I’m surprised, to say the least. I look into her eyes, trying to read her mood and judgment.

“What if someone sees or hears?” I whisper, as I feel my cock begin to harden at her suggestion. The sound of my voice seems loud in the midnight stillness, even though I know it’s not.

“We’ll be quiet. And if they see, well, they’ll get quite a show,” she says. She leans and kisses my naked chest. “But no one’s going to see,” she adds, as much for her own reassurance as mine.

“Are you sure?” I offer, hoping that she is. “You’ve had a lot to drink.”

“Well, you always say that I should,” she counters. Then, to end the discussion, she grabs my boxers, pulls them down and sinks to her knees in front of me. It stops any thought of caution in my mind.

She takes my cock in her hand, stroking slowly, then her mouth, running her tongue around the head. It feels incredible, not just the sensation of her mouth, but the sensation of the breeze, the night air, the moonlight, the danger.

I look down at her and she raises her eyes to meet mine. She takes me from her mouth and presses the heat of my hard shaft against her cheek and her chin and her neck.

“I’ve never told you this,” she whispers. “But I really love sucking your cock.” It is rare to hear her talk like this and my heart races as I hear the words. It turns me on even more to know how drunk she is as she says them.

“I love when you do it,” I say. “I can’t get enough of it.”

She laughs softly and returns the swollen head to her mouth, sucking hard, eyes smiling up at me. I moan softly and raise my eyes to the night sky.

She stands, her hand still encircling my cock. She kisses my neck and whispers, drunkenly, close to my ear. “Sorry, I just wanted you hard so you could fuck dikmen escort me.” She kisses me again. “But later, I’ll suck you again. And I’ll let you fuck my tits. I know how much you want to.”

It is my turn to laugh as we hug. It occurs to me that she probably knows a lot of the fantasies I have about her. I hold her tightly and feel my cock pressed against her warm belly and her breasts pressed against my chest. “Where?” I say. It seems unlikely we can do it standing up in the middle of the courtyard. Especially given the state she is in.

She looks around briefly then smiles at me and nods towards the carport. “I always wanted to be fucked against a car.”

I step out of my boxers and guide her over to the car and we lean against the driver’s door kissing, hands exploring. Her arse feels so soft and smooth and my fingers slowly trace down the line of her G-string. She groans and reaches for my cock.

She smiles at me, a drunken but very sexy smile, all inhibition gone. I love her. I love her like this. So different to her everyday self, yet still herself. I realise that the alcohol has unleashed the bad girl in her, the woman she has perhaps wanted to be but never had the courage or self-confidence to become.

She moves to the bonnet (hood) of the car and sits on the cool metal. She parts her legs slowly, knowing I will watch, knowing I will be unable to take my eyes away. I want to please her, meet her needs in any way she desires or commands.

“Tell me what you want,” I say. Usually when I ask that question in the safe predictability of our bedroom she says she isn’t sure. Or she says that she wants to be kissed. Tonight, though, she is sure. Tonight she wants a lot more than kisses.

“Lick me. Take my G-string off and lick me.” She pauses, looking at me. Then, very softly, she says, “Lick my cunt.”

She has never used that word and it sends a burst of adrenaline through my body just to hear it from her lips. I peel the G-string from her slowly as she allows herself to lie back on the smooth steel. I lean to her, taking in the scent of a woman, a heady, powerful aroma that triggers a new wave of desire in my male brain. The G-string I toss aside, careless with it now that its task is completed.

The taste of her is wonderful as a glide my tongue patiently along the length of her vagina. She is wet, a wetness that I have rarely had the privilege of in the past. It is a wetness that tells of pure lust, female lust, when all rules and niceties are stripped away.

She purrs softly as my tongue flickers against her clitoris, the barest, lightest touch that makes her arch her back, wanting more. I lick her again, more slowly, setting alive the acute sensitivity of her pussy lips. She moans, as I hoped she would and I reward her by plunging my tongue deep into the soft, private folds, deep into the wet smoothness of her beautiful cunt.

Her fingers run lightly through my hair and for a moment I think she will push me away as she has so often in the past. Tonight, though she pulls me closer, wanting my ankara otele gelen escort tongue in her, over her, teasing her.

I lift my head and look at her face. She smiles and pushes a few errant strands of hair from her eyes. I continue to look at her, lowering my tongue to her clitoris, slowly circling, seeing the effect it has. She closes her eyes, still smiling, as this new pleasure courses through her, hands falling to her breasts, gently cupping them through her lacy, black bra.

I tease a little less and pleasure a little more this time. My tongue performs slow, pressing circuits of the hard little bud of her clitoris. I trail my fingers up her thigh and finding the wetness, enter her with deliberate slowness. The two fingers fuck her gently, deeply, the sound of them inside her a soft, erotic addition to the muted noises of the warm night. Her hips rise to meet my fingers as my tongue continues its measured work.

She raises her head to watch me, to see the source of her pleasure, to complete the erotic picture. As she watches, I take my fingers from the liquid heaven of her pussy and offer them to her. She takes my hand and holds it close to her face, breathing in the sweet perfume of her pussy. Then she licks my fingers, kisses them, sucks them, tasting herself.

“I love the way you taste,” I say softly, and to prove it, lick her once more. I feel her shudder and see her hands pull the bra away from her breasts. She urgently takes her nipples between her fingers and massages them.

“Please,” she says, voice wavering, “I think I’ll come if you keep licking me while I do this.” Her fingers rub her breasts and lightly tug her nipples. I lower my head from the sight and tongue her harder. I circle her clitoris with tongue and lips, almost constant pressure on the very centre of her pleasure. Her hips are raised from the hard coldness of the metal, seeking the wild dance of my tongue. Her breathing is now a rush of moaned exhalations.

Without warning, her body tenses, as if frozen momentarily in the throes of pleasure. Then, the full force of her orgasm sweeps through her body and she quivers as the ecstasy overwhelms her. Her fingers pull at her nipples with greater intensity, her back arches once again, her mouth is open in a silent scream of triumph and her eyes see me, yet are unseeing. Only her pleasure exists and I observe the moment in quiet awe, the sweet taste of her still on my tongue.

Gradually, the waves of orgasm recede and she looks at me with renewed focus. She pushes me away and slides from the car’s bonnet. I assist her to stand, which she does cautiously, the combined effects of sex and alcohol making her unsteady.

She appraises me for a moment, leans close and kisses away some of her own juices from my lip. We smile at each other, two lovers discovering themselves and each other.

“Let’s go inside.” she says. “Fuck me on the table.” She unclips her bra and removes it, turned away from me. She hands it to me and says no more, entering the house with surprising, smooth grace for one so drunk. She knows I will follow.

I notice her G-string, draped over the side mirror of the car, as if placed there carefully. I consider removing it. Instead, I smile to myself and carefully place the bra over the mirror as well, before following her inside. For a moment, in the doorway, I turn and look back once more at the night, wanting to remember it all, yet knowing that more is to come.

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My name is Sara I’m 42 years old, I’ve been working as a carer for a disabled girl called Sharon for ten years.

During those ten years I’ve become best friends with her parents Anna aged 40 and Jon age 49 and even shared many holidays with them as my role of carer.

My home life is awful, I am in a loveless marriage and married to a selfish lazy arsehole of a man whose first thought was beer. We sleep in separate bedrooms because I hate him so much so there is no sex, not that he is interested or capable of it anyway.

I actually look forward to going to work every day and being with people that care about me, and being out of the hell hole I share with him.

I suppose I am envious of Anna in a way as Jon is a kind generous loving man, opposite of what I have at home. But I am also happy for her as he makes her happy. I flirt with him at times but know I would be in big trouble if it ever went further…or would it!

Anna and Jon moved to the area a few years before I started to work for them as Jon got a new job. Anna’s family live over 300 miles away but she visits them regularly.

I’m a curvy busty lady but regularly told I’m very pretty, men would often chat me up but I’d rebuff them as I felt a loyalty to my marriage, but I’ve decided enough is enough, after years of no love, passion or sex I want that to change.

I went into work one Monday morning a few weeks ago and Anna could sense I was upset, she asked what was wrong and I told her my husband had been contacting a woman on social media and had arranged to meet up for sex with her, he couldn’t manage it with me but was willing to fuck some whore. I’d discovered the messages they were sending when I needed to use his computer, and told Anna I’d decided that at the next chance I got I’d have an affair.

I told Anna all about my shit life, she already knew it was bad but she never knew just how bad it was and how desperate I am to find love, she comforted me and helped me through the next few days.

She became noticeably closer to me, she would hug me much more often than she used to and even told me I was beautiful.

I knew Anna was bisexual, and throughout her marriage she had quite a few threesomes with Jon and other women, and sometimes she’d sleep with women alone with Jon’s blessing.

It crossed my mind to ask her if her and Jon would be interested in letting me join them but if she took it badly I may lose my job. Anna told me a lot about her sex life with Jon too, she always said he was a very considerate and unselfish lover always making sure she was fully satisfied, I would often masturbate in bed thinking of Jon, they had recently bought a professional massage table and would give each other a full body massage that always lead to sex, I was really jealous and wished I had someone like him.

That night I went to my bed and fantasised how good it would be to have a threesome with Jon and Anna, I had never had sex with another woman before, but I certainly fancied Anna and would happily have sex with her, my mind was going crazy with lust as I rubbed my neglected pussy. The only person that had contact with my pussy for the last few years was me. I masturbated often and had acquired quite a collection of sex toys. But, I needed cock, I needed to feel a man want me, love me and feel him inside me.

I told Anna the next day that I was desperate to have sex to see if she would invite me to their bed, but she didn’t, but she did say that I’m looking very stressed and would benefit from one of Jon’s massages. I thought right, as you’ve mentioned it I’ll see how serious you are. I said “I’d love it but wouldn’t it make things awkward between us all,”

Anna explained that I wouldn’t be the first woman Jon has massaged and fucked as when they have threesomes he often does it before they all have sex.

Then she said something that changed everything for me. “Jon really fancies you, he’s told me many times he’d like to get his hands on you.”

I felt butterflies in my stomach and a tingling in my pussy, my voice started to stutter as I realised this may actually happen.

I said “are you serious?”

She said “I’m going away to see family next Monday, what happens when I’m gone is between you two.”

She then told me that she’d speak to Jon when he gets home from work and see what he thought. I was stunned totally speechless until she went on to explain that as she goes away regularly she’d rather Jon was with me than not knowing what he was up to, and Jon had never stopped her hooking up with other women, so it’s ok with her if Jon wants to fuck me, at least she knows I’ll look after him.

I couldn’t wait to get to work the next day to find out what happened, as I arrived I hurried in and Anna was preparing a drink as she does every day.

We sat at the table and spoke about Jon, apparently it went simple, Anna told him what we’d said and Jon just said he’d love to help out. That was it, I’d go to work next week and instead of doing my usual work bayan escort ankara Jon and I would be having some fun, as Sharon was going away for the week with Anna. The next few days at work were a haze as I couldn’t think of anything else but Jon.

On Friday I finished work and Anna said bye and hugged me as usual, but this time she said “have loads of fun next week as Jon’s taken all week off. Do anything you want with him, live out all your fantasies with him.” Then she gently held my face and kissed me on the lips, it sent a pulse of electricity straight to my pussy. I wanted Anna, I wanted Jon and I wanted it now. I left and went straight to the shopping centre and bought some new sexy underwear to wear next week. I couldn’t believe what was about to happen.

The weekend seemed to last forever but eventually Monday arrived, I spent ages in the shower getting clean and shaved my pussy until it was perfectly smooth, I always shave my pussy as it gets very hairy if I leave it but I wanted it extra special for Jon. I put on my new bra and panties, I chose a dark purple trimmed with black lace set they even felt sexy as I slipped into them.

I arrived at Anna and Jon’s house and hopefully I was about to have sex, it was a strange feeling, nervous but oh so exciting. Thankfully Jon opened the door before I’d got out of my car, this pleased me as I wasn’t sure whether to knock or just walk in as usual.

I walked in and Jon closed the door behind me, his first words were “are you sure about this Sara?” I didn’t hesitate and replied “yes, 100%”

Jon took my handbag and put it on the floor then he held my face and kissed me with a passion that I never knew existed. I put my arms around him and kissed him back as I never wanted it to end. It was the right thing to do as it broke the ice between us and relaxed me. I was dressed in a skirt and blouse, Jon told me I look lovely as he usually only sees me in my work clothes. Just a simple compliment like that showed me the difference between a real man and the idiot I’d married.

Jon took my hand and led me upstairs to the bedroom. The curtains were closed there was an album of love songs on the stereo and the light was on but dimmed. It looked dreamy, I still couldn’t believe what was happening to me, but here I was and I intended to savour every second.

I sat on the edge of the bed not really knowing what to do, Jon must have sensed my nervousness and told me to stand, the top 3 buttons of my blouse were already undone revealing my cleavage, Jon slowly undone the rest of the buttons then pulled the blouse from the waistband of my skirt and took it off for me, he hung it over the back of a chair and said “mmm your bra is very pretty and sexy too.” As he was doing that I unbuttoned then unzipped my skirt and it dropped to the floor. I picked it up folded it and put it on the chair.

“Ooh matching knickers, wow you look so fucking sexy Sara, I can’t wait to kiss you all over.”

Jon then told me to lay down on the massage table face down, he then unclipped my bra and removed it. I thought I would be shy but I wasn’t, he had seen me topless on holiday but obviously never naked. “Would you like me to use massage oil Sara?”

“Ooh yes please Jon.”

I’d never felt more relaxed which surprised me considering the situation.

Jon removed his shirt but left his jeans on as I got comfortable on the table and awaited the massage. Jon said “what are the boundaries? Is there anywhere I can’t touch.”

I replied “I’m all yours help yourself.”

He parted the hair covering the back of my neck and lightly kissed my neck, immediately I felt my pussy pulsate as if it had been electrically charged after years of being neglected. He continued kissing me down my spine as his hand caressed my ass through my new panties. He suggested we removed them before using the oil as it might spoil them, I arched my hips up and allowed him to slide them off. Jon poured some oil into his hand then rubbed his hands together then using both hands gently rubbed the oil all over my back, from my neck all the way down to just above my arse. The feeling of a man’s hands on me again was amazing, I was in heaven. Using more oil he then moved down and massaged my arse cheeks, I could feel him parting them probably getting a look at my pussy at the same time, I slightly opened my legs so he could get a better look, by now I was horny as hell and felt my pussy dripping in anticipation of what was going to happen to me.

I heard Jon oiling his hands again and next he massaged my feet, lower legs then my thighs, he was teasing me by moving his hands up my thighs until less than an inch from my soaking pussy then down again. I opened my legs even more as an invitation to help himself to my pussy. He didn’t need a second invite and using two fingers started to rub either side of my pussy lips. Then he put his fingers just inside my lips and felt my wetness. Using the wetness he moved up to my clit and using demetevler escort slow circular motions he traced around my clit speeding up every few seconds, I could hear how wet I was and Jon said “mmmmmm that sounds nice.”

I could only answer with a mmmmmmm as I was so close to cumming. He then put his thumb inside my pussy as far as it would go and continuing with his fingers on my clit I couldn’t hold on any longer, I cum via another person for the first time in years. Oh it felt great and I greedily wanted more.

Jon told me to turn over, I’d by now lost any inhibitions I may have still had and turned over offering my body to him for his use. Jon said “you’re really sexy Sara, your husband must be crazy to treat you so bad.” I replied “you’re pretty sexy too, but let’s not talk about him.” as my hand reached up and stroked his manly hairy chest.

I looked down at his crotch and could see he was hard, his cock was almost busting his zipper on his jeans, I said “ooh Jon, I can see how hard your cock is, get those jeans off and let it have some fun too.” So he did, he took his jeans off and he was naked too, he wasn’t even wearing pants.

I stared for far too long at his cock, it’d been way too long since I had seen one, especially one as nice as his, the first thing I realised was its thickness, it wasn’t extraordinarily long, probably average length but it was really thick and my tight unused pussy was in for a treat. I laid back down on the bed and Jon told me to close my eyes, he then kissed me on the forehead moving down my nose until he reached my mouth, I thought it was strange but it was very erotic. He caressed my left cheek with his hand as he kissed me with such passion and my pussy was tingling again. I reached down his body until I touched his cock, I put my fingers around it and they wouldn’t go all the way around it, I stroked it a couple of times and felt it hardening, it felt so good to have a cock in my hand after a long long time. But Jon said “this is your day, I’m going to spoil you.” and moved my hand onto the bed.

He kissed my neck and I tilted my head back to allow him full access I’ve always loved having my neck kissed and this was pure heaven, it was sending shivers all over my body. He cupped both of my tits in his big hands as he continued kissing my neck, my nipples were already hard and he tweaked them between his fingers. He continued down from my neck towards my tits, and kissed all the way until he reached my nipple, he licked it so lightly then bit it gently before sucking on it like a starving baby. Then he moved onto my other tit doing the same. His hand was travelling down my body towards my hungry pussy, he cupped it into his hand and commented how soft and smooth it was, I’m glad I made the extra effort for him.

He put his first and fourth finger either side of my waiting wet pussy and with his middle finger he stroked up and down the length of it, we could both hear the wetness and smiled at each other, then he took his wet finger and wiped it onto my lips, he whispered to me to close my eyes, then kissed me full on the mouth, the feeling of my slippery pussy juice between our lips was really horny, I’ve never been one to taste my own juices but this tasted great and I’d certainly be doing it in the future. Jon moved his hand back to my pussy and continued fingering me as he kissed me again, he put his thumb on my tender clit and rubbed it in a circular motion making my pussy pulsate as I cum once more. My screams of delight were muffled as his mouth was on mine.

Jon moved me onto his bed now and I laid back as he kneeled between my legs, he took hold of my right leg and started to kiss it at my ankle, he kissed his way up my calf licking and blowing on his saliva and I could feel it going cold, onward he went as I held my breath in anticipation, he kissed my inner thigh and licked my juices that had dripped onto it, then using just his tongue he licked all over the surrounding area of my pussy, teasing me as I wanted that tongue inside me, first he licked my swollen clit and then I felt his tongue part my lips and enter me, I held his head and slowly started to grind my pussy into his face. With his tongue inside me his nose was doing a great job on my clit as I held his head in place. I said “Jon I’m going to cum” he just grabbed me and pulled my cunt tighter to his face. I took this as confirmation that it was ok to cum and I absolutely exploded onto him. I thought I’d never have these emotions again so it was amazing to feel like a woman once again and be treated so nice.

As Jon sat up his face was soaking and shiny with my juices, without a word he picked up his heavy hard cock looked me in the eye and put his cock just inside the entrance to my pussy, once again I held my breath and then felt it push the walls of my vagina open and fill my pussy completely. I’d never felt a cock like it, he asked me if I’m ok, I said “oh my god yes”. Slowly he pushed it in and ankara evi olan escort out of me and I felt every thrust filling and emptying my soaking love hole.

He continued to fuck me and lifted each of my legs up and cradled them in the bent part of his arms, this allowed him to put even more cock inside me and now I had every inch in me, it was the most amazing sexual experience of my life. I hoped he could last and wow he could. He was a stayer, he fucked me for ages and the sweat was pouring from him making his chest glisten in the dim light. I could sense that I was going to cum and told him, he said in that case he’ll cum too, he thrust harder and I knew this was our time, I yelled with pleasure as every pore in my body tingled with orgasm and Jon screamed too as his cock pulsated with every gush of cum deep inside my pussy.

I then remembered that apart from a few quick strokes From my hand Jon’s cock had been neglected, that’s what he meant by ‘this is your day’, he totally spoiled me and I now knew exactly what Anna meant when she said he was so unselfish and considerate in bed.

I was so envious yet so grateful to Anna for allowing this to happen. She had a wonderful man and an amazing lover that she was happy to share.

I decided right then that my marriage was over, I wouldn’t let that idiot at home back into my life, I was happy with seeing Jon whenever I could so long as the arrangement was ok with Anna and Jon. They could use me as their sexual plaything if they wanted.

My sexual desire had just been reignited.

And it was only Monday.

————

When I arrived home on Monday evening I was in sexual heaven, nothing mattered to me except what an incredible day I’d just experienced and what the rest of the week would bring.

I realised how much I’d been missing a sex life and just what a selfish useless man I’d married.

I went upstairs to get changed and showered, whilst in the shower all I could think about was Jon, I was still horny and rubbed my already wet pussy until I cum as I fantasised about the rest of the week.

I woke early on Tuesday and couldn’t wait to get out of the house, but there was still three hours until I was due to meet Jon again.

I showered and had a quick shave of my pussy again to make sure it was perfectly smooth, I chose an all white bra and panties set and also put on some hold up stockings. I felt like a wanted woman once again after many years, and wanted to look my sexiest for Jon.

On the way to Jon’s house I was feeling incredibly horny, as Jon had spoiled me so much yesterday I thought it’s only fair to return the favour. I hardly touched his cock yesterday but desperately wanted and needed to now. I wanted to devour his cock.

I arrived and parked on the drive, Jon wasn’t at the door to greet me like yesterday but I felt more comfortable with the situation now so I let myself in and closed the door behind me. Jon heard the door and came out of the kitchen, he was making a drink and asked if I’d like one, I said yes and we took the drinks to the living room.

There was a three seater sofa and a two seater sofa, Jon sat on the three and I sat on the two. We talked about the events of yesterday and agreed we both enjoyed it, I suggested that I’d like to return the favour and Jon said “I’ll do whatever makes you happy.”

“I have an idea, when you get home tonight tell your husband you have to stay here all week day and night to look after Sharon as Anna has had to go away unexpectedly.” Said Jon.

“That sounds great, I’ll do it and pack some things and come straight back to you.”

I was now desperate to feel Jon’s cock and could already feel a wetness between my legs, and couldn’t wait any longer, I stood up and removed my clothes except for my underwear, Jon was smiling broadly and said “wow, you look amazing.” I sat back down and with one leg on the floor and one leg on the sofa opened my legs to give him a better view. I slid my hand inside my panties and started to play with my pussy, Jon couldn’t keep his eyes off me and was rubbing his cock through his thin shorts. I could see the outline of his cock pushing at the material of his shorts, I was fingering myself with two fingers and the noise was obvious, I was soaking and removed my hand and put them in my mouth and sucked and licked my cunt juice off. “I’m so jealous, I love the taste of pussy.” Said Jon. He took off his shorts, he had no pants on and his cock stood upright, I took my panties off and threw them to him, I continued to finger fuck myself as Jon put my panties to his face and licked the wetness from the crotch.

“I have a confession Jon, I’ve done this many times in bed at night while thinking of you and Anna, now I want you to watch how horny and sexually excited you make me.”

Using my thumb I encircled my clit as I thrust my fingers in my soaking hole, I was about to cum and pushed hard on my clit and screamed with pleasure as my pussy pulsated on my dripping fingers. I took my fingers from my pussy crawled over to Jon and with my cum soaked hand I grabbed his thick hard cock, I stroked it up and down soaking it in my cum, he closed his eyes and laid his head back on the sofa. I put my mouth around the head of his cock and tasted my lovely juices, licking up and down the length of his shaft and hungrily slurping up every drop of that juice.

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Anne was my best friend and when she told me she was going to a conference in Seattle for 8 days, I hoped that she would get laid. Not that she was a beautiful woman – she certainly is – but she intimidated most men. Tall, maybe 6’1″, with long dark hair, great firm breasts with hard nipples that poked through any bra she ever wore, and an ass to kill for, she was also intelligent and sarcastic, usually making most men look elsewhere. I hoped being away from New Jersey would make her relax a little and find some excitement.

When I met her at baggage claim in Newark, I knew my wishes had come true. Wearing a man’s shirt and jeans, she was glowing with sexual satisfaction. I snuck over next to her and whispered, “Somebody got screwed this past week.”

She jumped, smiled guiltily and blushed, “Is it that noticeable?”

“Yep.”

As we walked to the car I told her, “Once we get escort bayan ankara in the car I want details and all of them!”

“We met on Monday, the first day of the workshop. His name is Rob and he’s a project manager in healthcare and we were assigned to the same team to do the in-class exercises. He was nice, very funny, and tall. And he was very, very bright but was open to other opinions and ideas. Not intimidated at all.”

As we pulled onto the expressway she continued, “That first night we went out to a jazz club and we sat across from each other. He was very good company and we all had a good time. And for the rest of the week we ate lunch together, at a table, nothing obvious, just part of a group. Then we decided to go bike riding Thursday afternoon, just the two of us. After the bike ride we ate, then we went to a bar for a drink, and kızılay escort he put his hand on my knee and rubbed it lightly, and I was instantly wet. I had to have him so I quickly invited him back to my room.”

“He went quickly to my breasts and stripped my shirt off.”

“Of course,” Anne had beautiful massive breasts with hard nipples.

“But he dropped to my crotch and slid my panties aside, not even waiting to strip them off, and began to suck and lick me. Within five minutes I was panting and screaming and within another two, I had a great orgasm on his face.”

“Wow!”

“Then he stood, stripped and got on top of me. He slid my legs back spreading me wide, and began to screw me. I’ve never cum so easily in my life. He just fucked me and fucked me and I kept cumming and cumming, over and over again. I must escort bayan have cum 3 or 4 times before he came and we rested, spooned together.

“Oh shit.”

And he did it three more times before dawn – three times that he came, mind you. I must have come about 12-15 times that night.”

“Damn.”

“And he fucked me again the next afternoon and then that night after we went on an evening sailboat cruise. I must have come another 6-7 times on Friday. Damn, he made me cum so easily” she moaned.

“So you fucked this guy and came maybe 18-20 times over two days.”

“I guess. More like 36 hours. Damn, he was really good. He had a nice thick cock, maybe 7-8 inches long and he was attentive and sweet.”

“Where does he live?”

“About an hour away from my brother’s house in Atlanta.”

“Who you haven’t visited since he moved there three years ago.”

“I called him last night. I’m going down in a couple of weeks. I told him I could only spend 2-3 days. And I called Rob and he’s taking the week off to spend with me. ” She glowed.

“Damn, how sweet.”

“I know. Imagine how many times I will cum if I spend a whole week with him. Damn, I’m wet again.”

So Anne got what she wanted.

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“Do you have everything you need?” Ann asked as she stood next to the open hatch of my car in the drizzle.

“Everything except you,” I said in a melancholy tone that matched the dour weather.

It was a lousy day. The morning had dawned, barely. It was gray, cold and breezy, with a steady light rain falling. And that was looking like the best part of my day.

“Aw…it’ll be okay, Neil. We won’t be apart that long…I promise. I’ll be out in just a few weeks, okay?” Ann said as she gently rubbed her hand against my cheek.

“Well, it would be a lot easier if I hadn’t gone the last week without sex. That means it’s going to be a month,” I said with a pout.

“If you want, we can go down to Tina’s shop on your way out of town. I finally finished my period late last night…and I’m sure she’d let us use her office again,” Ann said, taking a hold of my hand.

Ann had come over to help me load up the car, and to see me off. I was heading out to West Virginia to start my new job that coming Monday. I decided to leave on Saturday, in case something happened along the way. I didn’t like the idea of driving out on Sunday, and having some kind of unforeseen car trouble, or major detour, or whatever, that might make me late for my first day on the job. Besides, I figured I’d need a day to get settled and somewhat acclimated…I wanted to drive around and learn the area a little better so I’d know what was where in case I needed anything.

So, Ann helped me load up, carrying my bags out of the house through the garage to my car. Since I didn’t park in the garage, we were outside in the rain. I suppose I could have moved one of my parent’s cars, but that seemed like too much trouble. And it wasn’t that big of a deal, since most of the time we were under the open hatch of the Nissan as I stuffed my things into the car.

I’d already said goodbye to my parents inside the house, knowing that I had everything I was taking with me. They’d stayed in the house, wanting Ann and me to be able to say goodbye in private, which was sweet of them. I’d said goodbye to Ann’s parents the night before, at a celebratory cookout they’d had for Ann and me with some good friends…and they went so far as to invite my parents over, which was a wonderful gesture. But now, I was saying goodbye to Ann, and I was having a hard time with it.

I knew she was serious about going to the hair salon for a little fun, but it wasn’t really practical. First of all, it was early on Saturday morning, and Tina’s shop wouldn’t open for another couple of hours. Secondly, it was early October, and the days were getting shorter as it was. Add to that the weather forecast I’d watched the night before, calling for the same rainy conditions all the way to the East Coast, and I was looking at a nine-hour drive that was going to be anything but fun. If I was going to have to do that, I at least wanted to do it when there was some semblance of light outside.

“I really wish you never would have brought that up,” I said, thinking selfishly. “You know I need to get going soon.”

Ann looked at me, her eyes showing their disappointment in how I was acting. Still, she didn’t get pissed or angry with me. But she did let me know how she felt, and rightfully so. “You know, it’s not like I’m not going to go without sex too, Neil.”

“I know,” I said as I stared at the cracks in the concrete of my parent’s driveway, trying to hide a little of my shame for acting so selfish. Of course, it didn’t help that I was also looking at Ann’s sexy black stilettos. She was wearing a very cute tan raincoat that came down to mid-thigh, which covered her outfit, but showed off her beautiful tanned legs.

“And it’s also not like I haven’t taken care of you, baby,” she said, almost scolding me. “I know I had a really hard menstrual cycle this time…like I told you all along, they usually only last 4 or 5 days, and this one was ridiculous. But…I do have one like this once a year or so. Even with that, I still gave you handjobs AND blowjobs.”

“I know, babe. I know.”

“And I want you to know that I loved doing that for you, baby…I honestly loved it as much as you enjoyed me doing it for you. But…I haven’t cum since last Friday, Neil. And YOU have…a LOT!”

“I know, Ann. I’m sorry I’m acting like a jerk. I just don’t want to go. Well…that’s not true. I just want you to come with me. Look, it’s not that I don’t appreciate what you did for me this week. I love that you took care of me…and I know it was harder on you than it was on me because you didn’t get to cum. But it’s not just about the sex, Ann. It’s more about connecting with you.”

“It’s not just about connecting, Neil. It’s about the SEX, and you know it,” she giggled.

“Okay…fine. It is about the sex…somewhat. I feel like every time that we get close to each other, we end up having to be apart again. I mean, we have our first week together, and then we’re apart for three months. Then we have another amazing week ankara escort bayan driving home, and we spend the next week living apart and only being together one time. After that, you get your period, and it’s another week…but instead being able to be together, I have to drive to West Virginia, and we’ll spend three more weeks apart. It’s just so…”

Ann put her finger over my lips, smiling sweetly at me, even though I was being an idiot at the moment. The way she was lovingly touching my arm as she looked into my eyes practically made me melt in the misty rain. She didn’t care that I was being stupid. She saw through how I was acting, and knew that I loved her…and that was what I was really going to miss more than anything…that daily feeling of being with her in the moment.

“I know how you feel, Neil. I feel the same way. This is happening to both of us…not just you. But it’s three weeks…not three months. We can do that…you know it, and I know it.”

“It’ll be four weeks, Ann,” I said, reminding her of what she already knew, and fulfilling my overwhelming need to be ridiculously literal in the process.

Ann reached into the pocket of her raincoat and pulled out a little chain, letting it dangle from her fingers. On the end of it was a silver key, swaying back and forth. She smiled and said, “Not if you wouldn’t be in such a hurry to leave town.”

“Hurry…Ann, you know I have a lot of driving ahead of me, and it’s going to be in bad weather. It’s probably going to take me longer than nine hours as it is. And…w…what’s that?” I said, finally focusing on the key moving in front of my face as she smiled sexily at me.

“It’s the key to the back door of Sexy Styles,” she said, referring to Tina’s hair salon.

“W…why do you have the key to Tina’s shop?”

Ann opened up the front of her raincoat, flashing me her sexy naked body, and said, “In case you happen to change your mind.”

~*~*~*~*~*~

Driving around the Northeast side of Columbus, Ohio on the I-270 beltway, I kept my eyes out for cops. I was following another one of my Father’s many bits of advice, in this case, a warning cultivated from his years of traveling as part of sales for Beck Manufacturing. And the advice in question had to do with police and state troopers in Ohio, particularly around Columbus.

He’d said that Ohio in general had more police patrolling the highways, on the lookout for speeders. And they had a reputation for pulling over cars from out of state. Sure enough, I’d already passed two along the side of the multilane beltway, lights flashing as they wrote a ticket in the rain. And I’d passed two more police cruisers parked on the side of the road, running their radar. Not that I had anything to worry about…I’d been running over the speed limit, but only by 4 to 5 miles per hour the entire way. I was one of the slower cars on the road, not wanting to push it on the wet pavement. I was already over two hours behind where I thought I’d be when I’d gotten up, and there was no sense trying to make up that much time by speeding on wet roads.

Yet, even though I wasn’t going fast enough to get pulled over, that still didn’t stop me from checking my speed often, and looking for signs of a speed trap. It was already a habit when I traveled in areas I wasn’t that familiar with, and Dad’s words of caution were fresh on my mind. As I passed yet another trooper hidden behind an embankment next to an overpass, I nodded and smiled to myself.

Of course, you couldn’t wipe the grin off my face with a sandblaster. I’d been smiling every mile since I’d started out on my trip. It was a far cry from the gloomy mood I’d been in to start my day. Suddenly, the weather outside didn’t seem so bad, and whenever I ended up making it to my final destination didn’t seem to matter. I’d get there whenever I go there, but I’d be happy along the way. Ann had a way of lifting my spirits…and flashing me her naked body in hopes of convincing me to stay just a little longer may have had something to do with it this time.

I hugged the inside line, banking my car along the cloverleaf of the exchange between the beltway and I-70, heading east. As I punched the gas and shifted into third, my Nissan took off, and soon I was back to cruising along just a little beyond posted speeds. I settled in, knowing there was a still a long way to go…and as I listened to a Chicago’s Greatest Hits cassette, I thought about Ann.

Oddly, what came to mind first wasn’t how I’d left her at Tina’s shop. I was thinking about the previous time that I’d left Ann there…heading back to work that Friday after we fucked each other on that magical black couch. Ann was lounging on the cushions that morning, her ass raised up in the air a little, and I’d just spanked her ass playfully. And from there, my thoughts shifted to the NEXT time I’d seen her after that.

I’d left Tina’s that day hoping at the time that what we’d just done çankaya escort was going to be the launch into an amazing weekend. But Ann had warned me that she would be starting her period soon. And it turned out that she knew her body pretty well; she started it just an hour or so later. What neither of us really knew at the time was just how much that was going to change our next week together. Ann had told me she was due for a hard period, since she hadn’t had one in a long time. But even she was surprised at how bad it was. She’d told me that her normal ones usually lasted 4 to 5 days, and the ‘hard’ one was usually a day longer. This one was different from the start.

I picked up Ann after I got off of work, and she’d told me the bad news when I took her over to my parent’s house for dinner. Halfway though our meal, she said she wasn’t feeling very well. I ended up taking her home around 7:30, and I didn’t see her at all on Saturday. She’d woken up Saturday morning feeling even worse from cramping all night, and ended up spending the day in bed. And that, apparently, wasn’t something she’d ever had happen before.

By Sunday, Ann was feeling a little better, and we tried to make the best of the day. I was open to just hanging out at her parent’s house. But Ann wanted to get out and get some fresh air.

We ended up going to an auction, urged to go by her mother, Jean. Jean worked part time on some of her weekends as a cashier for a guy that ran an auction company, and she said there was a nice one on the outskirts of town that was concluding on Sunday afternoon. Ann and I really didn’t want to go…but Jean said that maybe we could find some deals on some things for the house, and since Ann wanted to get out anyway, we went, more out of trying to appease Jean than anything else.

It was a gray day, overcast and a little windy. But that likely meant there would be less people to deal with, so Ann and I took her Dad’s pickup truck and headed out to a big farm west of town. The auction was for a husband and wife that were selling their farmhouse and land, and retiring to Florida. So, not only were they selling the farm equipment, they decided to sell the rest of their possessions and start over buying new things instead of paying to move them. All of the farm related items, along the land and the house, were part of the auction on Saturday. So, there were only the household possessions that were left to bid on on Sunday.

Jean persuaded us to come out, in part because she’d seen all of the things that were going to be sold the day before. Ann wasn’t looking forward to it, because she figured it was going to be nothing but antiques and ‘old people’ furniture, as she called it. In truth, she was more concerned it was all going to be a country motif like her Mom loved…and Ann had more of a contemporary flair.

But Jean had said there were a lot of eccentric things that were going to be sold off, and that intrigued Ann enough that she asked if I’d go. I had nothing better to do…I just wanted to spend some time with her, and since I’d never been to an auction before, it seemed like fun. So, Ann and I had lunch together at the Dairy Queen, and then we headed out to see what kind of treasures we could find.

“There’s a lot of stuff here,” Ann said as we walked around between the rows of items they had all over the front lawn and the driveway of the old farmhouse.

“Anything catch your eye?” I asked, knowing that most of the things I was looking at weren’t anything that would interest Ann…or me for that matter.

“Not really. Mom means well, but she just doesn’t understand that what she sees as traditional, I see as tacky.”

“I wonder what she meant by ‘eccentric’ then.”

“Probably that lamp over there,” Ann said with a laugh as she pointed to a tall floor lamp that had a gaudy green velour lampshade, complete with fringe on it.

“Hmm…I bet we can win that bid, babe. What do you say…our bedroom?”

“Ha…not if you think you’re getting laid in that room.”

“Ooh…uh…never mind, then,” I said quickly, drawing another laugh.

Ann took my arm, pulling me close to her. She stood up on her toes, and kissed me on the cheek. “Aw…baby. You know I’d never do that to you. I’ll never cut you off, I promise.”

I arched my eyebrow and said, “I have your word on that?”

“Yes,” she grinned. “In fact, I even plan on taking care of you while I’m on my period.”

Arching my other eyebrow this time, I said, “So…I get to fuck your ass?” Ann stopped in her tracks, her eyes like a deer caught in my headlights, and her mouth opened a little. She was shocked by what I’d said, and I could tell she was fumbling with how to answer. “Ann…I was just kidding…it’s…”

“Neil, I’m not sure I can do that,” she said, cutting me off.

“I was saying, it’s okay. We don’t have to do anything. Okay?”

“No…I’m taking care of you. I want to. dikmen escort I’m just not sure I can do that. To be honest, I never really thought of it. Maybe it would be okay…but I’d want to be at home in our bed. I couldn’t just do that anywhere. I’ll have to think about it.”

“Don’t. I don’t want you thinking about it and letting it ruin our day. I want to have fun.”

“Thinking about having sex with you IS fun. And it’s not going to ruin our day if I make you cum somehow,” she winked. “I just need to think about letting you fuck me in the ass. But you’re right…now’s not the time to worry about that. Let’s find something to buy, so Mom won’t think she had us show up for nothing.”

“We don’t have to buy…we just have to bid. That way we look like we tried.”

“That sounds great, until we end up with something we absolutely hate just to act like we were trying.”

“Aw…where’s your sense of adventure. Besides, I’m sure there’s something here we can find that we both actually like.”

“Or, we end up with that lamp by accident,” she laughed.

Ann and I looked around…and around. We looked for almost a half hour, and we didn’t see anything at all that caught our eye. But when Jean came by to tell us the auction was about to start, and she handed us a numbered paddle, Ann didn’t have the heart to tell her we’d be leaving. Instead, we stood in the small crowd, watching as the auctioneer started with the first item up for bid.

I looked at Ann, who batted her eyes and said, “I’m sorry baby.”

“Sorry…about what?”

“Making us stay. I just…well…I have to live with her,” she said, referring to Jean. “And things are actually going pretty well right now. I don’t want to do anything that will change that. You don’t mind, do you?”

“Nope. I told you, I’m just happy to be with you,” I smiled.

“Hmm…you’re being kind. But I love you for it,” she said as she kissed me on the cheek.

So, Ann and I stood in the breeze, huddled together to stay warm as we watched item after item being auctioned off. And we stayed there…waiting and hoping that something might come up onto the little platform that would make our patience and, well…blind faith pay off. Or…as Ann said after about 45 minutes, she hoped we’d be struck by a moment of fate.

Roughly ten minutes later, that moment came. I was gazing off to the left, looking at the gray horizon over a grove of trees in the middle of the farm, when I felt Ann move quickly. I turned to see her eyes beaming and a smile on her face. Oh…and her right hand in the air, holding up our paddle.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Bidding,” she said as she lowered the paddle and waited.

“On what?” I asked, not thinking to look for myself. I was stunned…not just that she was trying to buy something, but that she was even paying attention at all at that point.

But Ann was enthusiastic. “On that,” she said as she raised her arm again, now agreeing to pay $50 for the item on the auction block at the time.

Less than a minute later, before I could really get a grasp of what she was bidding on, Ann was jumping up and down with excitement. So much so, that she turned and jumped into my arms, kissing me wildly. It was an odd reaction for me having to part with $80 dollars, but I kissed her back, feeling her tongue in the process.

“That was SO exciting!” Ann said as she broke off our sexy kiss.

“What did we just buy, babe?” I asked, bewildered by the entire series of events, and how quickly it all had just happened.

“You’ll see! Come on…let’s go pay Mom and take it home!”

~*~*~*~*~*~

Home, as it turns out, was her parent’s garage, where most of her belongings were currently residing in neatly stacked corrugated cartons. Ann had gotten out of the truck and opened the garage door with the keypad mounted on the side of the house. As I was backing down the driveway, she was standing at the edge of the garage motioning me backwards…and that made me laugh out loud. So loud, she heard me through the open window of the truck.

“What’s so funny?” she asked.

“It’s a pickup truck, Ann. I’m not parking a plane.”

“I know…but sometimes when people back up in a truck, they can’t tell how big it is. I’m just trying to help.”

“I know, babe. And I love you for it. Just step to the side, and I’ll back into the garage, okay?”

“Alright,” she said, shrugging her shoulders. She stepped out of the garage, into the grass next to the driveway, and I gunned the engine, whipping the tail of Chevy Silverado into the small single car garage in one quick movement. When I hopped out of the cab, still sticking out of the garage, she looked at me wide-eyed. “Wow…where’d you learn to do that?”

I laughed again and said, “I told you, Ann. I used to have a chauffeur’s license. I used to drive big trucks for the plant.”

“When did you tell me that?”

“Right before I drove a limo so you could have sex with Molly…remember?”

“Oh…yeah,” Ann said with a giggle.

I opened the tailgate and looked at our purchase, and shook my head again. “So…NOW will you tell me why we bought this?” I asked.

“Since you brought up the subject…yeah.”

Puzzled by what she’d just said, I looked at Ann and said, “Subject? What subject?”

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Angus stepped through the main door’s at the Grand Hotel, Paris, with a large smile on his face. He seemed very happy with himself It had been a great business meeting and he was returning to his boss with a $5 million dollar contract. He knew his boss, Deborah, would gladly reward him for his hard work. She had sounded very pleased with him when he had called her on his cellphone in the taxi.” Fantastic news, Angus. I knew you could do it!” Angus got a hard on just listening to her sexy voice and imagining what she might be wearing today. “Come straight to the office when you get off the plane, we have a lot of work to do before we go out and celebrate. Get a good night’s sleep. I want you at your best for what I have planned.”

“God.” Thought Angus. “I wonder what she might be planning?” Angus had been fantasising for a long time about his boss. She was sexy and very domineering. She had to be to hold her job as top marketing director of a well known advertising company. She knew what she wanted and how to get it.

Angus approached the reception desk. “Bonjour Monsieur Styles. Welcome to the Grand Hotel.” The receptionist was a petite blonde who was stunning in her uniform. Angus felt himself staring at her. The receptionist blushed at his forwardness. She looked familiar to Angus. “It’s Fleur, isn’t it?” He asked.” Yes monsieur Styles, you remember me?” Angus remembered her alright! “Yes Fleur I do.” Angus’s prick stiffened just thinking of their chance meeting. “I remember you very well.” With a smile on her face, Fleur handed him his room key. “Monsueir Styles I finish at 8 pm if you would like an appetiser before your supper.”

“I’ll look forward to that, Fleur.” Angus whistled as he walked away, knowing that he and Fleur would be up for a spanking good time.

Angus thought back to when they met, he had been at the Grand 2 years ago, not long after he had first started working for Deborah. After a long day of business meetings he had retired to his hotel room for an early night. Angus had not been in the shower long when he heard a noise in the adjoining room. He quickly stepped out of the shower, wrapping himself in a towel. Angus quietly walked into the bedroom. He entered the room to see a young girl, about 18, dressed in a black and white uniform, going through his jacket pockets. She was obviously looking for his wallet. “You won’t find it there, miss.” Angus said in a deep voice. “Oooh, monsieur.” She turned towards him in fright. Angus recognised her as the young chambermaid who had turned down his bed earlier. She escort ankara had beautiful rosy cheeks as she blushed in shame.

“I was just checking the jacket to see if it needed to be cleaned.”She stammered. “Please monsieur, do not be angry with Fleur.” Angus laughed. “Well, Fleur, it looks to me as if you were looking to steal my wallet.”

“No, monsieur, no.” Fleur protested. She looked horrified as Angus reached for the phone. “I shall call management and inform them of this matter.”

“No, monsieur, I am sorry.” Her breasts started to heave up and down and tears started to well up into her beautiful blue eyes. “I will do anything, monsieur. I cannot lose my job.” Angus crossed the room, towards her. “Anything?” He asked “Yes, monsieur.” Angus stroked her long blonde hair, letting his hand run down her body, carressing her firm bottom. She wiped away her tears, smiling a little.

“You have been very naughty, Fleur.”

“Yes, monsuier. I have.” Angus sits on the edge of the bed and taking Fleur’s hand draws her to him. She came willingly. Angus lay her across his knee, her pert bottom face up. Angus spanked Fleur on her soft cheeks, through her uniform, once, twice, three times.” Is Fleur sorry?” Angus asked her. “Yes, monsieur.” Fleur sounded a little breathless. “I’m not so sure.” Angus spanked her again. A little harder this time. Fleur let out little gasps. “Ooh, monsuier, I am sorry. Fleur has been so naughty.” Angus lifted up her uniform and spanked her directly through her lacy black panties. “I think you like this. Don’t you Fleur?” Fleur nods her head and does not struggle as Angus gently removes her panties. Easing them over her slender hips.

“Ooh, monsuier” Fleur said quietly. Angus stroked her firm bottom enjoying the sensation of her creamy, rounded buttocks under his hand. Seeing the red welts he had made on her bottom he kissed each welt, carressing her bottom with his lips. “Oh, please monsuier, do not stop.” Fleur begged. Angus’s prick began to stiffen under the towel. The wench enjoyed the spanking and so did he. Angus softly but firmly spanked her sexy little butt. Fluer whimpered and moaned. “Harder, monsuier, harder.” She implored him. Angus raised his hand higher, bringing it down with a resounding smack aross her naked derrierre. His prick stiffening more with each spanking. Angus carresses her bottom, enjoying the fullness of each pink cheek Angus let his hand wander, with no protest from Fleur. “Monsuier, I am being poked by something hard.” Fleur wriggled ankara sınırsız escort a little on his rigid prick. Angus whispered to her. “That’s my prick, hard from spanking your lovely bottom. ”

Fleur giggled. “Let me see, monsuier.” Angus helped Fleur to sit up. Standing up himself he let the towel drop at his feet. “Ah,” Fleur said.” It is a very big, happy to see me prick, monsuier.”

“All the better to spank you with.” Angus playfully grabbed Fleur and threw her to the bed. Turning her over so that she was face down. She squealed. Angus sat astride Fluer with a leg on each side of her hips. His prick laying across her derrierre. He unzipped Fleur’s uniform and helped her as she wriggled out of it. Then he began to stroke her, carressing her lovely young body. Angus turned Fleur over. Adjusting himself so he is still astride her luscious body he took his prick and rubbed it against her inner thigh. Then teasing her, stroking her with his prick up towards her pussy. Going higher, till he neared her open welcoming mouth, she tried to take him into her mouth but he pulled away. “Let me pleasure you, Fleur.” Angus kissed her, enjoying the taste of her beautiful lips.

Probing her mouth with his tongue, she responded to Angus, kissing him in return, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Angus went lower, kissing her pert breast’s, admiring their small erect nipples, licking each nipple, just grazing the tip with his warm tongue. Flueur began to moan, moving her hips. “Mmm,” she mumbled. “Oh yes, monsuier. Oh yes.” He sucked on her breasts, nibbling gently on her sensitive nipples. He tweaked softly on the nipple that wasn’t covered by his mouth. Angus ventured lower, licking and stroking her till he reached his goal, her pleasure zone. Angus straddled her hips, his prick brushing against her mons. . He took his penis and stroked her pussy with it, teasing her, placing his prick against her wet, warm pussy. He slid his prick up and down her pussy. Pushing just the head into her opening.

“Ah, monsuier, please.” Fleur whimpered. Begging him to enter her. She lifted her hips, hoping to invite him to take her now. Angus held his prick in his hand and using his stiff prick he spanked her with it, slapping her on the pussy, lightly smacking her aroused, inflamed puffy pussy lips. “You have been a naughty, naughty girl.” Angus slapped his hard prick across her hot engorged pussy, feeling on his prick the hard erect nub of her clit. Exciting him ankara etlik more, he whipped his prick against her pussy, sliding his prick in her warm juices. Spanking her harder and harder and harder. Angus nearly exploded with the sensation of his hard dick smacking her hot, wet pussy. “Oh god, monsuier, yes, yes.” Screamed Fleur as he took the tip of his prick, poising at the entrance of her pussy, open and moist, inviting him to enter her.

Angus using his finger, touched her, stroking her intimately, plunging his finger into her pussy, with his prick still so close to her pussy,Fleur loudly moaning, encouraging him. thrusting her hips against his finger, forcing more inside her. Tight against his finger, her pussy muscles contracting, he thrust slowly building up to a faster rhythm, plunging in and out of her tight hole. Bringing her to orgasm. She bucked her hips, gyrating, thrusting, wanting more. Angus withdrew his finger replacing it with his swollen prick. Placing the head against her pussy lips, glistening with cum. “Yes, monsuier, yes.” Fleur thrust upwards, against Angus’s throbbing prick. Angus thrusts himself deep into her slick, warm, tight sheath, pushing his prick as far as he could into her tight pussy. So far in that he felt his balls squashed up against her ass.

Fleur reacted by tightening her muscles around his prick Angus grunted in response, feeling the constriction on his prick. He thrust in and out, thrusting as deep as he could each time. Fleur wrappeed her slender legs around his hips, using them to force him closer and deeper inside her. Angus felt his climax nearing. Stroke after stroke he pleasured Fleur. Angus withdrew his prick, making her wait, teasing, touching her, sliding his prick against her, toying with his penis just on her outer lips. Fleur whimpered in anticipation. Angus put his prick just inside her, only the tip. “Do you want more?” He asked her. “Yes, monsueir, yes.” She cried. Angus obliged, easing himself in, but only a little at a time. “How much more do you want?”

“All of it monsuier!” She almost yelled at him. He slid himself in just a little more. “Make me give you all of it. Beg for more.”

“Oui, monsuier, please,” whimpering, pleading “Please take me with your big prick. I want you inside of me. Please. Please.” Angus was satisfied that Fleur would do anything he asked of her. Angus thrust himself into her, filling up her tight pussy. Fleur buck and ground against his prick, moving against it till he can hold off no longer. He came almost at the same time as Fleur, feeling the sensation of her climax as her pussy gripped his prick.

Angus relaxed against Fleur, stroking her. She lay quietly, enjoying the orgasmic afterglow of their hot sex. They had fallen asleep together and when Angus awoke, Fleur had left leaving him a note. ” Thank you monsueir Styles. I hope you will return to The Grand Hotel to visit Fleur again.”

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Editor note: Because of something I did or did not do, the last of “Andy” is flying off in cyberspace somewhere. I apologize to the readers and Literotica for my blunder. Here is the complete story.(I hope) Older and Better

It was late spring; early summer when I noticed the grass had nearly obliterated the walk to my house. My husband had always seen to the lawn and when he was killed in a car accident late last summer, a high school boy had been mowing the lawn. That was all he done, mow the lawn. No trimming or upkeep at all. When he informed me he was going to be gone most of the summer, I decided I would need to hire a more reliable person to do the whole thing right.

I picked the first name in the yellow pages. Andy’s Lawn Service. It sounded OK and the address was just down the street a few blocks. I dialed the number and a very female voice answered. I told her of my dilemma and asked if they could come and talk to me. She said Andy was out but would call as soon as he came in.

I decided to rest in the Jacuzzi and wait for his call. . My husband had left me very well off as far as finances but I yearned for some companionship because all of our friends were happily married, or so I thought and after the first few weeks I was left basically alone. I was about to step into the Jacuzzi when the phone rang. “This is Andy from Andy’s Lawn Service,” a gruff, deep voice informed me. “I am just down the street. If it is OK I will stop by and give you the information you requested.”

“Damn!” I thought. “Here I am in my nearly nude bikini suit and he is just down the street.” I hesitated a minute and replied, “OK!”

I had barely enough time to grab a robe when the doorbell chimed. When I opened the door I was surprised to find a very muscular, handsome man waiting. He was somewhat older than I had expected but he was built like a Grecian God.

“Come in,” I stammered almost incoherently. I clutched at the robe in front to keep from gasping at the handsome man. My knuckles turned white. He was just slightly taller than me and had a deep tan. His arms were muscular and his smile caused deep dimples to appear in his cheeks.

“I hope I am not interrupting,” he said. His deep voice made ankara escort the hair on the back of my neck stand up. “I see you need my service pretty badly,” he continued.

My mind raced. “I sure do,” I thought as I gazed into his dark eyes. “My husband died last summer and I had a high school boy mow but he didn’t do a very good job,” I said as we walked toward the living room.

I thought I heard him gasp when I sat down across from him. I blushed when I noticed his gaze on my long tapering legs. The robe had parted and they were totally exposed. The bikini was all that covered me from the waist on down.

He was smiling. His dimples larger than life. “I would like to see more of your”—he hesitate—”Lawn! I could see the front but need to know about your back,” he said, in a voice that seemed deeper than before. I felt my face flush. I was not sure just how he meant that, but I hoped he was talking about me and not the yard. I stood up, allowing the robe to open further.

“I was just about to get into the Jacuzzi,” I said lamely. “It is out back,” I gestured, allowing the robe to open totally, the top barely holding my 38 DD’s.

He smiled again. His dimples seemed to dance on his face. I walked, or rather wriggled down the hall toward the back door. I could feel his eyes on me.

He brushed by me, his arm touching my hard nipples as I held the door open for him. He was smiling widely when I showed him the boundaries of the property and nodded toward the Jacuzzi. “I enjoy relaxing in the hot water,” I said, my voice cracking when he looked at me with his deep, dark eyes.

“I have always wanted to try one of those,” he said, his eyes gazing into mine, or rather, at my breasts.

“Feel free to use it anytime!” I blurted.

His smile melted my senses.

“If you would like to try it right now”—my voice suddenly becoming deep and sensual.

“I would, but I don’t have a bathing suit with me,” he said jokingly.

“I usually don’t bother with a suit,” I said without thinking. His dimples were deeper than ever. He pulled the tattered tee shirt over his head. His chest was broad and muscular. He stepped back and pulled his shoes and eryaman escort socks off with a flourish.

I flushed crimson when he slowly unfasten his belt and unzipped his pants. I could not take my eyes off of his magnificent body as his pants fell to his feet. The bulge in his underwear was outstanding. He glanced at me and held his hand out too me. “Let’s check it out!” he said as he led me toward the Jacuzzi. I let the robe slide from my body.

His hands found the clasp of the halter.

I sighed softly as he gazed at my naked tits.

He pulled me against his hard body, mashing my tits against his muscular chest. His mouth found mine. The kiss was not only one of passion but sweet and lovely.

I felt my body responding to the kiss. My bikini bottom became wet. I sighed deeply when he released me. I felt his hands softly massaging my tits. I trembled slightly when he pushed my bikini down over my ass globes. His hands fondled the globes. He had indeed found my erogenous zone. I trembled in his arms. I felt the bulge against my stomach.

He sighed softly when I pushed his underwear down, having difficulty with the enormous, hard shaft holding it up. I gasped at its size. It was at least ten inches long and three or four inches around.

He laughed at my stare. I could not believe how inviting but also menacing it looked.

He picked me up in his strong arms and carried me back into the house. He sat down on the bench at the kitchen table with one leg on either side. He slowly lowered me down onto the huge pole, all the while sucking on my nipples, which had became rock hard.

My eyes grew wide as his cock penetrated my cunt. Slowly he allowed me to get used to such a huge cock. Inch by inch he lowered me until I thought I would scream in pain as well as ecstasy. The pain was instantly gone and I gasped in pleasure.

I hung onto his neck with my arms, trying not to slip down on the hard member completely. I looked down and could see at least three inches of cock still waiting to be encased by my hot, trembling, stretched love box. I coughed softly as he allowed me to slip another inch onto his pulsing member.

“I etimesgut escort can’t”—I started to say but he covered my mouth with his.

I groaned in delirious ecstasy as another inch slipped into me, deeper than I ever imagined. I was coughing and gagging when he allowed another inch to delve into me.

I clutched at him viciously. His muscular body trembled slightly and I felt the last inch plunge into me. I was completely impaled on his marvelous cock. I could feel the head of his cock moving inside of me. I heard screams in the room only to realize it was my own, begging him to drive his enormous cock in and out of my raging body.

His lips were nipping and kissing my tits with each stroke. I braced my feet against the floor and bounced up and down on his lap, eagerly accepting his masterful ardor in my stretched cunt. The first of many orgasm racked my body.

He lifted me from the sitting position and turned me around so my tits were resting on the table. Without missing a stroke, he impaled me from behind, driving his love prong deeper into me. I gasped softly as I came, flooding the floor with my orgasm. I blinked and passed out in shear delight.

I awoke to a wet towel on my forehead. Andy was smiling and kissing my lips gently. “You are the first to take it all the first time,” he said in a matter of fact way.

I smiled weakly at him. “I hope it is not the last time! I have never been so completely fucked in my life!”

He laughed. “I will need to work on your lawn at least every other day or more often as the case arises.”

I smiled gratefully. “I find that most agreeable,” I said dumbly. I kissed him avidly and held his thick, deflated cock with my hands. He dressed slowly, watching my cunt leaking our combined orgasm down my legs and splashing onto the floor.

“I find you quite wonderful,” he said. “I have never been so satisfied as I am right now. You are a terrific fuck and so lovely to look at also.”

He kissed me gently and walked slowly out of the door. “We’ll have to try it in the Jacuzzi some time,” he said as he put the truck into gear and drove off.

We never settled on a price for his lawn work, but we decided that I needed my snow removed in the winter. I have been well fucked and everyone that sees me mentions how radiant I look. Who would not be radiant after being fucked by such a giant of a man. I have had other men but I will remember Andy forever. He taught me a lesson. Never let an opportunity go by when you can be fucked by an OLDER AND BETTER person.

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When we left the dormitory, we were all spiffy and clean in our dress white overseas uniforms. We’d been steaming 16 days from Long Beach to Honolulu where we outfitted and took on freight for the overseas command. The Ship’s Captain was allowing 65% of the crew to have shore leave tonight, and the rest would get the day leave tomorrow.

The port was expecting us since there were going to be a constant stream of over four hundred ships passing through to resupply Viet Nam via sea lift. It was the mission of the ship to transport troops and supplies for amphibious assault of beaches.

So as we disembark everyone scatters to Pearl Harbor and the island of Oahu. Many caught a nickel snatcher from the base to points on a route for free transportation if in uniform to almost all of the island.

Six of us got off at the North Beach village and met our ex-pat dates in the, ‘Surf Broad Bar and Cafe’.

The women were all from Britain, and were on various church missions as part of their faith. They were all pretty, all eighteen years old, High School ‘AP’ graduates, and having a wild, free, and permissive year. The women they had replaced gave them a tour of the island for day and night enjoyment. The four of them all agreed esat escort to a ‘no tell’ relationship. The house they leased was four bedrooms and five baths. The house had a pool, hot tub, sauna, weight room, work out room and an S and M dungeon that was padlocked when they first moved in. Now, it was not locked, (They had it opened.)

Two of the guys wandered off with one woman, so there were four sailors, and the four missionaries. The first thing agreed was to get some beer and wine. When that was handled, the eight of them loaded into my convertible and we drove to their house.

The view was unobstructed to a long uninterrupted beach in each direction. The house was awash in the sand of the beach, as it was right down on the beach. The second floor of the house allowed for three bedrooms to overlook the beach. The third floor was divided between two larger bedrooms with the beach view. The waterfront faced to the north, so sunrises and sunsets both were visual treats nearly every night of the year. In the season, the surf was used for competition surfing.

The eight of them had split up into some sort of natural pairing, and by the time everything was sorted out, no one was escort bayan a spare. When the last of them left the large common lounge area, the silence from the rest of the house was complete.

The ambient noise source was the surf and sounds of the beach.

The sailors had to work fast, because they had to be back aboard at eight AM or be placed on report. The couples were all in a bedroom within fifteen minutes of arrival. The moaning, loud laughing, cussing, mumbling and such from behind their bedroom doors left no doubt about what was happening.

After midnight, they began to straggle out to the kitchen and lounge individually or as a couple.

The snacks had been arranged by the ex-pats, so everyone gathered for a snack, or so the sailors thought. After everyone was standing and sitting around, one of the women took a sailors cap and put four slips of paper in it. The four sailors pulled a piece of paper and saw a mark that was different from the other three. The four sailors were then left to wonder what the slips meant. The drinking, and looking, fondling, kissing and action was begun again by the women. After a half hour or so, the women told the men to go back eryaman escort to the original bedroom and gather their stuff. They were told to return to the lounge as quick as they could. When their stuff was in four separate piles, the women then went to their bedroom and placed a placard on the door as they closed the door behind them.

The men were then told to match their slip of paper to the door placard, and then take their personal stuff in there and do exactly what they were told by the person waiting in the room.

The first room was readily visible from the kitchen, so the sailor grabbed his stuff and without a look back entered the bedroom. The others matched and entered the bedroom that was indicated.

The unknown was that the sailors were all with different women than they had been with earlier. They were four different women completely. The new women were sorority pledges from UH that were required to turn a trick with a stranger. The sailors did everything the sorority team asked, because they were going to be invited to a party when the rushing of the sororities ended.

At six AM, the original four women had breakfast for all four sailors and the eight women. The pledges had to be naked, and the other four women were topless. Each sailor was allowed to fondle, kiss, or fuck all or none of the eight women before they all caught the nickel snatcher back to the ship.

Unknown to the sailors, the women, all eight of them, were going to greet them in the ports of call the ship was going to visit on the tour of duty.___

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They both fell asleep about 12:30 – they lay so close with her butt up against his tummy, his arm around her holding her naked breast. When she woke up they were still that way and her nipple longed for his fingers to move and make them hard. But then again, that wasn’t really necessary she thought to herself, they seem to be hard even if he just looks at her.

She still couldn’t get over that he was really here, in her bed, which now was theirs. She took a deep breath and tried not to disturb him. These past few days are going too quickly, he would be leaving in just 2 days and she needed to find a way to detain that!

She turned so that his arm would fall down and she slid out from underneath his embrace. He stirred a little but didn’t wake up. She moved quietly and went into the bathroom. She freshened up, brushed her teeth and then went back to bed. She was naked and she loved how he traced and touched every part of her. He was so gentle; he touched her like she’s never been touched. Each time he discovered a new place, she shivered and sighed.

She slipped in under the covers and his body was so warm. She thought about snuggling back up into him, but then she decided she wanted to wake him…wake him with her mouth. She moved down on the bed and lightly touching his cock, she saw he was already getting hard. She looked up at him and she was certain that he was still asleep. She took his cock in her hand and with her tongue; she started to make circles around his tip. He moved a little as she took his tip into her mouth and started to suck so gently. His cock started to get harder as the pressure from her mouth increased. She moved more of his cock inside her mouth, sucking him harder and faster. He started to moan and wake up. The thrill of waking him like this made her pussy so wet, her nipples were rubbing up against his leg and she knew that any moment he would be awake.

As he woke up, his hand captured her hair and pulled it back. “Hey,” he said groggily “you are making me hard.”

She nodded her head in agreement and increased her pressure around his cock. He started to moan and move under her escort bayan mouth and pulled her hair tighter. He wanted to reach down and touch her nipples and try to finger her pussy, but she shook her head no.

She released his cock and looked up at him saying “No touches, you let me concentrate and make love to your cock.”

He reluctantly agreed and relaxed to enjoy all the sensations that her mouth was inflicting upon him. He couldn’t help but get lost in the feeling this woman he loved so much was giving him. He never ever had anyone like her want him so much, so desperately and treats him like he was the only man in the world.

She moved her mouth back down on his cock and once again got the rhythm back of up and down, harder and faster to make his cock grow so hard and big. She sucked him in as far down as her throat as she could, her lips were now touching his balls and his belly. As she continued to suck, he just kept moaning and telling her how great she felt making love to his cock.

Her hands moved up his belly and her mouth had taken his hard shaft completely inside her mouth. She could feel his tip in the back of her throat and she just sucked, sucked as hard as she could. She loved the way his shaft felt on her tongue and she loved the taste of his pre-cum as it was trickling down the back of her throat. She wanted him to explode, so she could taste again all his hot cum, but she didn’t want him to cum yet…she wanted to take her time and get him right at the edge.

Her hands found his balls and as she touched them so gently he moaned louder. She released his cock from her mouth and moved down to suck his balls so lightly and so gently like she knew he liked; then she lifted his cock up straight and licked the patch of skin under his balls. He loved it when she did this to him, just only a few days ago she did this to him for the first time and god the feeling and excitement that this gentle touch with her soft tongue gave to him made him shiver with delight all over.

She stopped her licking and again looking up at him she smiled and sat up. She took dikmen escort her breasts into her hands and asked him to watch. She caressed her breasts and played with her nipples. Her nipples were rock hard and she lifted her breast to her mouth and sucked on her nipple, making circles around and around and then sucking back down on them again. Then she did the same thing to her other breast. He tried to reach for her and she just shook her head no…then she said “watch me”.

She got up on her knees and played with her pussy lips, opening them for him to see. He groaned as his cock moved for her and she put two fingers inside her pussy. She then played and rubbed her clit and made herself so wet. She wanted to just mount him and let him explode inside, but she was feeling selfish this morning and wanted to swallow his hot cum.

She fingered herself as he watched her touch herself, playing with herself making his cock rock hard. God he thought, I need to touch her.

As she fucked herself with her fingers, she couldn’t resist any longer and she came, rolling orgasms quaked through her body and he watched her pleasure herself over and over. When she was silent again she moved along side of him and put her ass up high for him to see her wet pussy from behind. He reached to fuck her pussy with his fingers and as he did, she recaptured his hard cock and took it all the way down her throat. She sucked and sucked and pumped him hard. He fucked her fast and furious with his fingers and just as she was about to explode again from his touches, he said “are you ready for me?” “I’m going to explode violently down your throat”.

She shook her head yes and just as she did; he released his hot, thick spunk down her throat. She sucked and sucked and tasted every single drop. She swallowed him hard and as she did, he moaned so loud. He could feel her muscles pulling all his cum down her throat. She kept drinking him; he could feel his cock being drained.

“Oh, my god” he said out loud “Oh, baby what you do to me” as he ran his fingers through her hair, pulling it back ankara otele gelen escort to see how her mouth fit around his cock. “God, I love you” he softly whispered.

She released his cock and looked back at him. She moved up towards his chest and nibbled on his nipples, still holding his cock with her hand. She leaned down and gently kissed his mouth. She then moved down and took his cock back in her mouth and licked him gently to clean up all the cum that was on the tip and shaft. He sat up a little and pulled her back to him, quickly his moves had her on her back and he spread her legs wide. He captured her pussy lips in his mouth and sucked so gently. She moved under his touches and let him devour her pussy with his tongue. He gently rubbed her clit till it popped out and then licked it so gently, sucking down on it. Then he fucked her hard with his tongue and before she knew it, she exploded all over his tongue. Her body was jerking with pleasure as he keep his finger on her clit and the once again the rolling orgasms were happening and after each explosion she cried out with pleasure. He reached up and found her nipple and played with it while her orgasms began to calm down. He moved up and sucked down on her nipple as if he was her child nursing for her nectar. Then he took her other breast and treated her other nipple equally as he did the other.

As he looked up into her face, again she had another orgasm; he was pleased with himself discovering that he could make her cum just by playing with her sensitive, beautiful nipples.

He loved making love to her. He thought about all the times on the internet, using the CAM and getting to know each other. Not in his wildest dreams did he realize how much he would love her till he arrived just a few days ago. Now the decision to leave was going to be so, very hard.

She smiled at him and all he could do was kiss her mouth, and then hold her close into his body. She heard his deep soft whispers of his love for her and her eyes filled with tears. She too realized that he would be leaving and how was she going to handle that day?

But right now, all she wanted was to feel him close as close as she could get to him and hold him. As if he knew what she was thinking, he laid down on his back and pulled her to him. He loved the feeling of her naked body against his, the way her breasts fell across his chest and once again with soft strokes to one another, they fell back to sleep.

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Two legs diverged in a wood, and I – I went right between them.

“You sure you know where you’re going? Cuz once I get out there I won’t have any service if you get lost.”

“Don’t worry,” you replied, “I know where it is. Remember I’m an outdoors woman, if I get lost I’ll just track you.”

“Ok,” I said laughing, “I’m leaving now. I’ll see you in twenty minutes.”

I hopped in my car and drove the twenty minutes to the refuge, pulled into the parking lot and got out to put on some bug spray. As I was finishing you turned your car into the lot and parked it next to mine.

“Oh, the smell of Off really turns me on,” you said as you got out of your car and came over to join me at the trail head.

“I figured either that or the smell of fish would do the trick. You want some?”

“Na, I’m not a wuss,” you said needling me.

“Neither am I, but I’m just so sweet the bugs come for me.”

“Oh, is that it?”

“I like to think so. Anyway, how are you beautiful?” I asked leaning in and giving you a quick kiss on the mouth.

“I’m good, glad to be home from school for a couple of days though. And even happier to see you.”

“Wow!” I said surprised.

“What?”

“That may be the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.”

You punched me in the arm, hard. “Oh shut up, I’m not that mean.”

I rolled my eyes and got another punch for my trouble.

“So,” you said looking down the path, “you going to show me this place or what?”

“Sure, come on,” I said starting down the path.

We walked for twenty minutes or so, through some dense woods, then down a long hill and out into a big field. The sun was bright and the day was as beautiful as the girl I was with. Somewhere along the way I found myself with my hand intertwined with yours. I looked at you and smiled and you smiled back.

“Is that it?” you asked when the observation came into view at the far end of the field.

“Yeah, it’s pretty cool. It’s got all these benches and one of those binocular things so you can look out over the reservoir and look at ducks.”

“Ducks?”

“I don’t know,” I said, “I just come out here to read. The place is so quiet and there is never anyone else out here. Not sure why they built it but since it’s here, I figure I’ll get some use out of it.”

The observation platform sat out a few yards into the marshy edge of the reservoir and as we stepped onto the walkway that led out to the main structure I stopped and pulled you to me.

“What?” you asked me a little startled.

“Nothing,” I said scuffing my feet on the gravel that had spilled from the path onto the planks of the walkway, “it’s just that, well, I missed you and I’m glad you are here.”

You put your hand under my chin and lifted my face so that we were looking each other in the eyes. You didn’t say a word, you didn’t half to, but I knew you felt the same way. I leaned in and you leaned in and our lips met softly at first, then as our kiss lingered we pressed harder into each other. Our lips parted and our tongues slithered forth, journeying into one another’s mouths.

As we kissed I could feel a bolt of excitement rush through my body and my cock began to respond. I pulled your body even closer to mine, feeling your feminine parts press into me. My hand went around behind you and grabbed your ass, pulling you tightly against my crotch. For a long time we kissed, enjoying the feeling of each other’s presence.

Finally we broke our engagement and pulled our bodies away. “C’mon, let’s go look at some ducks,” you said pulling me down the walkway.

We walked up the railing and looked out over the water. Everything was serene and calm on the water and a slight breeze was rustling the trees. Out in the water a fish splashed and a bird chirped a happy song.

“This is stunning,” you said after taking a few long moments to take it all in.

“Not as stunning as you are,” I said moving up behind you and pressing myself against you.

“You bring me out in the middle of all this nature and all you can think about is sex?”

“Is there anything more natural than a man’s desire for his woman?”

“I guess not,” you said laughing.

I put my chin on your shoulder and wrapped my arms around your midsection. You turned your head and kissed me on the temple; for a long time we just stood there like that just happy to be in each other’s company.

But a man can only contain himself so long when he’s got a physical specimen such bayan escort ankara as you at his disposal.

I started to softly kiss your neck and moved my hands up under the hem of your tank top and placed them on the smooth skin of your stomach. I moved them over your abdomen and your hips, feeling the feminine shape of your body. My cock was immediately on high alert and I pressed my crotch tight against your backside.

You let out a little hum of pleasure and reached your arm up and around, pulling my head into your neck. I started to nibble on your flesh gently and my hands moved further up your shirt to the bottom of your breasts. I hefted them and felt the smooth contours of their bottom in my hands.

“Maybe we should sit down,” you said.

We moved over to one of the benches and sat with you in my lap, half facing me. You leaned back into me and my mouth went to yours; as we kissed deeply and passionately my hand again slid beneath your shirt and back to your breasts. I took the left one in my right hand and started to caress it, feeling your nipple start to grow rubbery at my touch.

Our mouths were pressed together tightly, our tongues flipping and sliding over one another as the passion kept on growing. Under my hand your nipple got hard and with my fingers I tugged and twisted it gently, using your piercing to amplify your pleasure.

You slid your mouth from mine. “You sure no one ever comes out here?”

“I’ve been out here dozens of times,” I said, “and never seen another soul.”

“Good,” you replied and moved your mouth to my neck. Much as I had done to you previously you kissed and nibbled on the skin, down to my shoulder and back up to my ear. It felt good, damn good, and I began to grow hard.

I slid my hand from under your shirt and placed it on your thigh. I stroked up and down your smooth skin a few times, each time going higher and higher until I was at your pussy. Once again I discovered you sans panties.

“Oh, who was thinking about sex? Mrs. doesn’t wear panties for a walk in the woods.”

“Shut up” you said into the crook of my neck. I smiled knowing that you wanted me as much as I wanted you.

I pressed my hand against your crotch and you slid your legs apart wide enough to allow me access. I slid my middle finger between your lips and discovered that you were already soaking wet. As we sat there on the bench I slowly fingered you.

With your lips on my neck and nothing for my mouth to do I leaned forward and started to kiss your breasts through your shirt. Both of your nipples were now erect and I took turns taking them into my mouth through the thin material. I tried with my left hand to get your shirt up so I could expose your skin, but just couldn’t manage it. Luckily, you could, and after you pushed your shirt up I was able to gain full access to your chest.

I pressed my face into the soft flesh of your breasts and bit softly at your nipples. I sucked them into my mouth hard, holding them there and flicking my tongue over the tips of them. I had a wondrous time with your nipple ring, pushing it up and down and tugging on it gently with my mouth.

“I want you so bad,” you said breathlessly.

“Right here?”

“Yeah, right here.”

“Ok, I think I’m ready to go,” I said.

“Well, we’ll just make sure of that,” you said sliding your body off of mine and onto the seat next time mine. You bent forward at the waist while at the same time your hand pulled the elastic of my shorts back freeing my rock hard cock. The next thing I knew I was in your mouth, your tongue swirling deliciously around the head of my prick.

I leaned my head against the back of the bench and just sat there enjoying the feeling of having your lips on me. My hand rested on the back of your golden hair and urged you to take me even deeper. When my cock had reached its fullest capacity, you let it fall from your mouth and scooted back into my lap.

You pulled your shorts to the side exposing your perfectly manicured pussy and I aimed my cock at your hole. Slowly you descended, taking me inside of yourself inch by inch until every last bit of me had disappeared and our bodies rested against one another.

I lifted your shirt and returned my mouth to your pert breasts and delved my hands down into your shorts and onto your ass. As you continued riding me slowly, my mouth devoured your breasts and my hands explored your backside.

“My knees are starting to hurt,” you said after demetevler escort you had been riding me for a while.

“Do you want to switch positions?”

“Na,” you said reaching back and sliding off your shoes. You pulled your legs up and placed your bare feet on the bench. “I’ll just do it like this.”

You wrapped your arms around my head and pulled yourself close to me, forcing my face back into your chest. Now instead of fucking me slowly, you began to bounce up and on me hard and fast. Up you came until just an inch or two remained inside of you, then you would crash back down on top of me ramming every bit of my cock deep into your pussy. It didn’t take long in that position for your breathing to become shallow and raspy.

“I’m going to cum,” you said into my ear.

“Well bite your lip when you do or you’ll scare all the ducks.”

If you hadn’t started cumming at that moment you probably would have stopped and punched me. But you were, and my arm was spared.

When your orgasm finally subsided your leaned back and looked at me. “Ok, now my legs are tired. Your turn.”

“Gladly,” I said helping you up and off of me.

With us both standing I led you back over to the railing and got behind you. I grabbed the waistband of your shorts and pulled them down just below your ass. With a gentle hand on your back I bent you over slightly, bent my knees and took careful aim.

On my first probe I located the correct hole and slid inside; very fortuitous because had I hit the wrong one the ducks really would have been scared. I pushed myself deeper inside of you until my pelvis came in contact with your glorious ass. My hands went to your hips and I began to take you slowly from behind.

With each push I used my hands to pull you into me, driving deep inside of you and holding myself there just enjoying the feeling of being coupled with such an amazing woman.

Again and again I pushed myself inside of you, fucking you hard if not fast. When we started in this position you were bent at the waist slightly but as time went on your bent further and further until your bent in half with your hands gripping the rail. You were also starting to push back into me, meeting my every thrust and encouraging me to go deeper.

So I started to pick up the pace, fucking you faster and faster until each push caused a muffled slap when our bodies collided. I was giving it to you with everything I had, fucking you as hard as I possibly could when I saw you release the railing with one of your hands and move it to your breasts.

Then your legs got weak and I had to help hold you up with my hands as you began moaning.

“Don’t fucking stop,” you said looking back at me over your shoulder.

The thought had never even entered my mind.

You tried to stifle your moans, I’m sure you did, but it just didn’t work. Wails of pleasure stared pouring out of you as I kept right on plowing away, slamming every last bit of my cock into the deepest depths of your pussy. As your climax reached a crescendo, I pushed into you one last time and held myself there, feeling your body convulse around me.

“I think I need to sit down,” you said when you were finally able to speak again.

“I’ve got a better idea,” I said sliding myself out of you and pulling up my shorts.

Taking you by the hand I led you back off of the observation platform and down the path to the woods. There on the edge of the field was a row of trees that would give us all the privacy we would need. I stripped off my shirt and laid it out on the ground and helped you down onto it. As I hooked my fingers into the waistband of your shorts, you removed your shirt and when I pushed you down onto your back you were completely naked.

Quickly I kissed my way down your torso to your legs, letting my mouth linger on your exquisite thighs before moving up to attend to your clit. I licked it with long strokes, drawing wet circles around it, then taking it between my teeth and nibbling gently. Then releasing it from my mouth completely and instead rubbing on it hard and fast with my fingers. I did anything that I could think to do jut to keep you on your toes and bring you as much pleasure as I possibly could.

When you lifted your legs, spreading them wide, and put your hand on the back of my head to hold my mouth on you I knew that my efforts were successful. As you let out a gentle moan you rocked and bucked your hips against my ankara evi olan escort face, intensifying your gratification.

Meanwhile my cock was back at full attention and desperate to get back inside of you. Once your orgasm finally subsided I slid forward on my knees, grabbed your legs that were splayed wide in my hands, placed them on my shoulders and brought the head of my shaft to your opening.

In one desperate rush I entered you, sliding every inch of myself into your pussy. A loud gasp of pleasure or pain, or both, escaped your lips as I pushed your legs back and apart in an effort to venture even deeper within. Once I was convince I had bottomed out inside of you I held myself still for a few moments, reveling in the warmth and wetness and feeling the muscles inside you twitching around my hard cock.

Then I began to fuck you with long, hard, crashing strokes that started with me drawing all but the very tip of my prick from inside you, and then roughly slamming myself in my entirety back into your depths. Each descent brought forth a similar gasp from you as well as the concussion of our flesh meeting with force.

Again and again and again I pushed into you, reveling in every moment spent inside of you, until my knees started to hurt and I needed to change positions. So I released your legs from my shoulders, pushed my legs out behind me and laid down on top of you supporting my weight on my hands.

In this position I couldn’t fuck you quite as hard, but I could still go deep and progress at a much faster pace. And now you took an active role, rolling your hips away form me each time I withdrew and pushing them up to meet me each time I returned. Your hands were grasping my arms at the bicep and I could feel the pressure in your grip intensifying.

I looked into your eyes and saw them roll back and your eyelids flutter at the same time as I felt your fingernails digging into the flesh of my arms. You were cumming again and this orgasm was going to be one for the ages.

Your body went momentarily stiff then began to convulse all over as wave after wave of pleasure cascaded over you. Your nails were shredding the skin on my upper arms but I took solace in the knowledge that I was giving you an experience you weren’t likely to soon forget. When finally your orgasm trailed off you released your grip on my arms and flung them out beside you as your entire body went limp.

“How was that?” I asked rhetorically.

“Fucking amazing,” you said breathlessly.

“Fucking amazing, or amazing fucking?”

“Both,” you replied and smiled. “Are you getting close, because I think I’m going to have a little trouble walking tomorrow if you keep this up.”

“I can be,” I said “How do you want me to finish?”

“Could you lay here and make love to me softly and sweetly?”

“Oh, I bet I can manage that.”

“Good, because I’d like that. And don’t worry about waiting for me to cum again, you’ve more than fulfilled your duties in that area,” you said smiling up at me.

I took the weight off my arms and settled down on top of you, our naked bodies resting against one another. You wrapped your legs around mine and locked your feet behind my knees and threw your arms around my back, holding me close to you. Slowly I started to move in and out of you. Our lips met and we kissed deeply for a long time as I set about establishing a leisurely pace for our last moments of passion.

It was an awesome experience just being there with you, our bodies as one, locked at the hips and at the mouth. When after a prolonged time I started to feel the telltale feelings that precede my own orgasm I broke our kiss and buried my face in the crook of your neck. As I concentrated on the feeling of my cock pistoning in and out of you, your mouth went to my ear, licking and biting gently at my lobe.

That was all it took. I felt myself growing even harder and I pushed deep inside you and held myself against you as the muscles of my cock spasmed delivering the first stream of cum into your warm pussy.

Over and over I shuddered as my cock worked depositing every last drop I had to give into the very depths of you and I heard myself cry out with pleasure. When at last I had given all that I could my exhausted body collapsed against yours. Your arms held me tight and for a long while we said nothing, both of us simply basking in the afterglow of our glorious coupling.

When I finally had the strength I pulled my face from your neck and propped myself on one elbow. I looked deeply into your beautiful blue eyes and smiled. “That was the best trip to the woods ever,” I said.

“You just wait till next time,” you said and kissed me.

“Oh?” I said in mock surprise. “We’re going to ‘get back to nature’ again sometime?”

“Let’s just say that the ducks had better get used to my mating call.”

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