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((This story is based on a real person, although everything beyond the 4th paragraph is fantasy))

The girl of my dreams! The biggest fantasy fetish turn-on I’ve every seen! A really tall girl. I don’t mean five-ten or five-eleven; I’m talking six-five if I’m talking an inch—and every bit of it as well-proportioned as any porn star.

I was eating dinner at the “Hometown Buffet” one day when I noticed this very attractive girl sitting a couple of booths away. She was blonde, and had a very gorgeous face, and creamy long thighs exploding out of her very short denim mini. She was sitting across from an older woman whom I took to be her mother. At this point, I couldn’t tell how tall this girl was. All I could tell was that she wasn’t short and she was well built and gorgeous.

I went up to the Buffet line to look for seconds. While going from station to station looking for something interesting, I was suddenly aware of something totally awesome approaching from the opposite direction. The first thing I noticed was this pair of gorgeous legs that seemed to go on for ever. Then my eyes zeroed in on this really skimpy denim mini which was about chest high to me and did very little to hide the charms of so gigantic of a woman. Then my eyes traveled up the rest of her body. Her sexy boobs bulged her blouse out, just slightly above the level of my eyes. And, then there was her beautiful face, so high up there, in the heavens, framed by that cosmic mane of angel blonde hair.

She smiled at me!

She had to know what kind of naughty thoughts I was thinking from the way I was looking at her–but she smiled so sweetly at me as she passed by me and wandered over to the desert bar.

I immediately did an about-face and came up beside her. “Anything interesting here?” I looked up at her in complete adoration.

She smiled back down at me. “Yeah, I guess the cookies look pretty good, but I really shouldn’t. You know, the calories. I don’t want to turn into a whale.”

“Ahhhh,” I said, “but you don’t have to worry. You look so sexy like you are, you look like you could handle a few more pounds and no one would know the difference.”

“Why, thank you. That’s very nice of you.” She grabbed a couple of cookies, smiled and winked at me, then returned to her seat.

I stood there dumbfounded for a moment, incapable of remembering what I was looking for. Her perfume lingered in my nostrils, in my brain, in my heart and soul.

When I finished dinner I noticed the she was still sitting with her mom. I fished out a business card with my E-mail address on it and on my way out the door, I passed by their booth and sat the card down on the table near her plate. “Please excuse me, but I think you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in the world. If you want to hear more ego stroking, or just chat, please drop me a line.”

Seeing her mouth drop in shock, and a funny grin on her Mother’s face, I suddenly felt embarrassed. I turned and exited the restaurant.

To my delight, when I checked my E-mail later that evening there was a note from HER!

“HI! I wanted to thank you again for the sweet comments you made to me At the restaurant today. I think you have a cute body (nice butt!), and I’d Like to get to know you. My name’s Patricia, but everyone calls me Trish.”

I fired off my own E-mail telling her how sexy and awesome I thought she was. After a few more E-mail exchanges she said she waned to see me. I sent her my address and we set a date for Friday evening.

The door bell rang at seven; I went to answer it wearing a pair of dark slacks and a green muscle shirt. I opened the door, and there she was in all her gigantic splendor. She had on a brown corduroy mini even shorter and skimpier than the one she was wearing the other day. It started several inches below her belly button and barely cleared the bottom of her crotch. On top she had on a cut-off white T-shirt many sizes too small and came down only to her upper ribs. The T-shirt was so tight that her enormous boobs were clearly delineated, the material clinging around her boobs like a second skin. Her nipples stretching the material even further told me she was not wearing a bra. In short, it looked like she was wearing clothes that might have looked skimpy on her when she was ten, but now it was totally outrageous. With her unbelievably long legs, and her exposed midsection, there was an awful lot of naked woman there.

“Hello, Trish, come on in.” I held my hand out to take hers.

When she stepped up over the door sill, her skirt hiked up just a tad—but it was enough to give me a glimpse of white panties.

“Thank you, Jeff. It’s so nice of you to invite me over.” She squeezed my hand and bent down to kiss me on the side of the face.

With gaziantep bayan escort Beethoven playing softly on my stereo, I led her into my living room and poured us both a couple of cokes. As I approached the couch she was sitting on, she crossed her stupendous legs flashing me lots of panty. She caught me looking and smiled.

To offer her the coke, I stood up close to her pressing my leg into hers, then bent forward, extending my hand wrapped around the cold glass. “Thank you,” she said wrapping her long fingers around my hand and looking me directly in the eyes.

The touch of her hand on mine was like sticking my hand in a wall socket—shock waves of sensation rushed through my body. She brought her other hand up to take the glass from the hand holding mine.

I sat down next to her my hand still locked in hers.

We sipped our cokes, neither one of us knowing what to say or do next.

She let go of my hand, which some how then landed on her thigh. She started running her fingers along the short sleeve of my T. She felt my arm muscles, then her hand was on my stomach. She moved her hand up to fondle my pectorals—all the while looking me in the eyes.

“You have beautiful eyes,” she said. “I just love green eyes, and this shirt really brings it out, as well as showing off your body.”

“Thanks, but everything on you is beautiful. You just about gave me a heart attack when I saw you at the door in these sexy, skimpy clothes. You are just so sexy and beautiful I can’t believe it. These legs!” I rubbed her thigh. “And, everything. I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven.”

“Well, maybe you did.” She laughed and put her arm around me pulling me in close to her.

“You’re my angel, my goddess. The biggest fantasy I’ve ever had in my life.”

She bent down and kissed me on the lips.

I was definitely in heaven. The smell of her perfume, so close to me, reeled my senses and sent me to a far-off oases of the Arabian nights. The touch of her lips, so full and sensuous made every cell in my body tingle.

We lingered in this first kiss, savoring it, lip to lip. She brought her other hand up to caress the side of my face as our lips made love to each other, and we breathed each other’s breath.

My hand still on her thigh, I gave her some tongue. She parted and greedily took me in. Then her own long tongue went to the attack, swirling and swarming all over mine. The erotic sensations went directly to my cock taking me immediately from half-mast to full mast bulging out my jockey shorts and my slacks.

The hand around my shoulders slid around to fondle my right pectoral, her other hand fondled my left. As we frenched, I fondled her tits too. Our breathing became frantic.

She broke off the kiss, then smiled into my eyes. “It’s just not any fair.”

“What isn’t fair?”

“Here I am sitting here in these skimpy clothes that I wore just so I could be half-naked for you; but look at you Mr. cute body sitting there all covered up in slacks and shirt. Don’t you think it’s about time you showed me a little more of that body of yours? I mean let’s be fair about this.”

“Yes Ma’am,” I laughed. “What ever you say.”

I stood up, and moving my body back and forth like I was dancing real slow for her, I slowly lifted my T-shirt up while looking her in the eyes. By the time I had my shirt over my head, she had slipped off her pumps. She extended one of her long legs and rubbed her foot all over my stomach.

“Nice abs,” Trish said, smiling at me.

With Trish’s foot rubbing up and down on my stomach, her legs parted enough for me to get a nice look at her panty-covered crotch. And, all my horny desires were bulging out through my pants.

“And this is nice too.” She grinned lewdly, moving her foot down from my stomach to my crotch. She continued looking me in the eye while teasing my cock with her foot.

All I could do was stand there looking up her skirt and drool.

“I want to see it,” she said. “Show me everything. Show me your cute butt, and show me this nice hard-on that’s making my panties so wet.”

“If you want it, come and get it,” I said with an evil grin of my own. I stepped up closer to her.

Trish parted her legs letting me slide between, and scooted up close to the edge of the couch. With her huge, warm thighs hugging mine, she reached her hands around to fondle my butt. She kissed my chest, then started licking my nipples.

I ran my hands through her hair and caressed her face.

She slipped a hand between my legs to cup my balls through my trousers. Then she started rubbing her hand up and down the bulge in my crotch.

The touch of her hand on my cock made me feel sticky sweet all over. I moaned. Then she was undoing my belt buckle. Then my zipper.

After she helped me off with my pants, she eased my jockey shorts down off my ass and cock. Released from its tight prison, my cock sprang immediately to its fully erect position with such force it bounced and jiggled at her.

With my underwear down to my knees, Trish brought her hands back up to play with my naked butt. Then she stuck her giant’s tongue out to flick at my cock. Her tongue struck it with such force that it bounced and bobbed at her.

I played with my tiny, but aroused, nipples while she tongued me, swabbing that huge tongue all up and down my hard-on. Then she licked very slowly up and down on the very sensitive underside.

This was the most incredible sensation in the world, to be tongued by such a beautiful long-tongued woman. Her tongue was almost as big as my cock. Wet and slippery it swarmed all over my hot tool driving me crazy.

Then she took me in her mouth and I thought I’d die of pleasure. She moaned as she sucked me and the vibrations from her vocal chords went right through my cock into my brain. She slid my underwear down the rest of the way off my legs as she sucked me.

I was afraid I’d cum too soon, so I gently pulled her head back, them pushed her back on the couch. I climbed on her lap and holding her face between my hands crammed my tongue down her throat.

She played with my ass as I ate out her mouth—her tongue destroying mine in their erotic duel.

My body pressed against hers, her hard-on nipples stabbed me in the stomach. My cock rubbed against her stomach.

I kissed and licked my way down her neck until I was sucking her huge nipples through her T-shirt. I had slipped a knee between her thighs and brought it up against her crotch. With my legs straddling her huge thigh, I rubbed my balls and cock up and down on it while fondling and sucking her tits. The movement of my cock and balls on her thigh caused my knee to jostle against her cunt. The heat and wetness through her panties on my knee only made my cock throb all the harder.

I ran my hands up under her T-shirt to pull it off over her head. Then I dove at her naked tits sucking and licking her giant’s mammaries like a hungry infant. I pulled her nipples out until they were as big as my thumb.

And all this time she was fondling my ass, and her long tongue licked the top of my shaved head.

I kissed and licked my way down her body until I was kneeling before her. I picked up one foot and made love to it with my hands and mouth, kissing and licking it all over. While making love to her foot, I looked up between her giant’s legs drooling at the huge wet spot on her panties. The whole scene kind of reminded me of a target. I mean her panties were so soaked around her cunt as to be transparent and her blonde, but sopping wet bush, and her huge slit showed through as bright as day. And, they were framed by the rest of her panties, still white. Then her panties were framed by her huge, creamy thighs, and her thighs and panties were framed by her hiked up skirt.

While I lusted up her skirt and made love to her foot, her other foot played with my cock pushing it this way and that and really driving me crazy. I switched feet to make love to her cock-teasing foot. Then I started kissing and licking my way up her long legs. This would take a while I knew. That was one reason why I love tall women so much, I can spend forever making love to their legs and never reach the end.

As I kissed and licked the inside of her thighs she rubbed her feet up and down my back. Then I buried my face up her skirt to suck her cunt through her panties.

“Nggggggggg,” she moaned clamping her thighs around my face, her feet teasing my butt.

Supporting part of her weight on my ass, she lifted her butt up just enough for me to slip her panties off her hips. Then she extended her legs straight up in the air so I could slide her panties up her legs and off her feet.

Her legs were so long that when I stood up my face came up only to her calves which I immediately started kissing while my hands fondled her feet up above my head. I pressed my body in close and stuck my dick in between the flesh of her mid-thighs. I fucked her thighs while my hands and mouth made love to her lower legs.

Trish played with her nipples while I fucked her thighs and licked her calves.

Then I licked my way down the length of her legs swishing my tongue around and around the backs of her knees.

“Stand up a second,” I said helping her to her feet.

Trish stood before me, towering above me in all her beauty. Her hard-on nipples stared me right in the eye, almost threateningly, as they bobbed so sexily on her golden globes of femininity.

“God, you’re beautiful!” I moaned putting my arms around her and burying my face in her bosom. “Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.”

I kissed, sucked and licked her tits like the staved baby I was. My hands found their way to her ass. I fondled and played with the huge, sexy globes.

Trish had her arms around me and hugged me close to her.

My throbbing cock stood at almost vertical as it sought her hot wet pussy. But she was so tall, my heat seeking missile, as big as it was, could barely slip its horny head up under her skirt—her hot cunt still centimeters away. Her hot, steamy cunt so close my cock could drink of her sexiness without even the slightest of touches.

But then I went crazy and started rising up on my toes so my cunt-seeking missile could kiss her slit. I thrusted as hard and as high as I could, and my cock actually went in between her puffy lips about an inch or so. So, I started fucking her madly up under her skirt like that, rising up on my toes—all the while playing with her ass and sucking her huge hard-on nipples.

I kissed and licked my way down her body, her beautiful jewelry-free, tattoo-free body, until I reached her skirt. I sat down on the edge of the sofa, pulling her up close to me. Then I slid her skirt down her legs while kissing and licking her pussy.

“Now we’re both naked,” she said as she climbed on top of me. She grabbed my face between her hands and mashed her mouth to mine. Her huge tongue invaded me to lick out all of her own pussy taste from inside my mouth. While she ate out my face, she rubbed her huge sloppy wet cunt all over my thigh. Her hard-on nipples raked my stomach and chest.

My hands were going wild trying to fondle this and fondle that. There was just so much of her I couldn’t get to it all. My poor cock was Jamming into her stomach.

Smiling her beautiful smile against my lips, Trish reached down to fondle my cock. “Let’s see if we can’t put this naughty toy of yours to good use.”Trish shifted positions so she was standing directly over my cock. Then she lowered herself onto me guiding my throbbing dick in between her fat, gushing lips.

The heat and the wetness were overwhelming. Never have I felt so wholly taken, so wholly consumed. Her huge, hot, hungry cunt cobbled me all up as she slid her crotch all the way down to meet my crotch. My entire hard, throbbing cock was inside her lava-hot volcano. Her steaming juices made “squish, squish, squish,” sounds as she slid herself up and down my pole.

Trish moaned with pleasure as she fucked herself on my rod, and I played with her huge ass as she bounced up and down.

“Yessssssss!” I moaned. “Fuck me, Trish, fuck me. Use me, use me, use me! Rape me, rape me, rape me! I love it! You’re so fucking hot! I’m going crazy! My balls are ready to explode!”

The weight of her body on my thighs was so erotic I couldn’t believe it. This was something I’ve wanted to feel for a long, long time.

Trish leaned forward while fucking me to feed a nipple to my hungry mouth. I sucked her off as hard as I could, first one, then the other.

“Ngggggggg,” she moaned as her body started to tremble.

Trish leaned back away from me again so her G-spot could find my cock.

I pulled hard on her ass while thrusting my cock upwards to meet her downward fucks.

Her giant’s pussy was so sloppy wet by now that each time our crotches mashed together in our wild fucking it sounded like a group of children having water fights in a doughboy pool.

“Nggggggggggod!” She trembled all over and gushed her cum all over my cock and balls.

I exploded at the same time shooting my hot cream all over her G-spot.

Then she collapsed on top of me, still keeping my dick inside of her. She smothered my face with her bosom.

I inhaled her smell. I kissed her breasts—not with the bestial hunger of a few moments ago—but with the tenderness born of the deepest soul-wrenching love imaginable. The sweat of our bodies mingled. We rested, loving the feel of each other’s bodies against each other.

My dick went semi soft, but she kept me inside of her, her warmth and wetness caressing my tired tool, nursing it gradually back to life.

As soon as she had me hard again, she started fucking me once more. This time her movements were much slower and controlled and less frantic. She leaned forward to feed her tits to me while she fucked me. She moved her cunt in short almost circular motions down near the base of my cock so she could rub her clit into my pubic hairs as she fucked me.

Having just cum, I was in no urgent need for a quick squirt so I stayed with her as she fucked me for what seemed like an eternity of soft, sweet bliss.

And, it did become an eternity, since we fell so deeply in love with each other, and so hard, that night, that we decided to make it a steady fling. My biggest fantasy has become my reality.

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Mark’s Perspective…

The day had been a little longer than I had hoped for. The air conditioner had broken at the design shop, and the current plans we had been given were calling for more work than we was originally anticipated. As the Technical Director at one of the budding theaters in downtown Los Angeles, it was my job to let the guys know what we were in for.

I know Los Angeles isn’t exactly the place that comes to mind when you think “Theater”, but several wealthy patrons would like to change that, and if they want to pay me more to create outrageous sets rather than being a carpenter for a studio, then I’m not going to argue.

My name is Mark, and at 29 years old, 6’1″ and about 200lbs I fit the bill as a classic carpenter with a bit of scruff to top it off. Most of the guys I work with fall into the same category, but as one of the younger guys here, and being in an authority position, I have to put aside the age difference and bridge the gap between friend and boss.

Although it had been a trying day, I knew what was waiting for me when I got home; Tara, my girlfriend. We have been dating for about a year and a half and things are amazing. We met at a beer tasting. She was drinking a local microbrew wheat ale, and I was trying to find the strongest stout to give me the courage to talk to her. Eventually I did talk to her, and things blossomed from there. We moved in together a few months ago, and it was always a pleasure to come home to Tara.

I walked in the door and there she was. Her long chestnut brown hair, with hints of gold and deep red, was tied above her head as the sweat poured off her body. The practically see-through pink sports bra clung to her perfectly perky C cups as she moved to the woman’s voice. The tight white shorts hugged her ass, and for a moment I begged God, that if I should die soon, to let me come back as a pair of her shorts.

She held the two small purple weights high above her head, squeezing her tits into the perfect cleavage. Watching her work out always pushed mind right to sex, probably because of her body’s sensual movements and of course, the small groans and moans she made.

I dropped my bag on the floor and snuck into the kitchen. Grabbing two beers, I opened them as quietly as possible. Turning around, she was standing in the doorway, breathing like she had just got done riding me, and giving me a look like she was going to.

“One of those for me?” She grabbed one of the bottles, clinked it against mine and took the tip of the neck in her mouth and began to chug.

Just like when I had met her, my words weren’t coming to me. Every breath she took pushed her tits out, showing off her erect nipples. I was smitten, and she knew it. Tara was 24 years old, 5’8″ and oozed sex. Her swaying hips made men stop when she walked by. Her two long legs were like two stems of a fine wine glass swirling with each step.

“How was your day?” She gave me a quick salty kiss and leaned up against the tile counter.

“Good…I mean, well we the show is going to be more complicated than I thought, so I had to break the news to guys.” I took a long sip. “How was yours?”

“Fine, nothing too crazy. I just got home a few hours ago, so I decided to work out real quick before tonight.” Tara worked at a high school, teaching English. I am pretty sure that none of those boys were able to concentrate when she spoke.

“Tonight? What’s going on tonight?” I felt like I missed something.

“We’re going out to dinner with Betty and Sam at that new Italian place on the promenade.” She kissed me. “I’m going to go jump in the shower.” She turned the corner and out of sight. I had completely forgotten about this double date. Betty was one her friends, who taught with her at the school and Sam was her boyfriend who was more of an ass than anything else. Great, my day had just gone from aggravating to annoying.

“You coming?” Her sultry voice called out just as the sound of rush water filled the apartment. Ok, maybe there will be one good thing today.

I walked into the bathroom; the steam had already begun to fog up the glass shower door. My clothes were off, and I took one last swig before opening the shower door. She was perfect.

Her tits stood at attention, beckoning my own member to rise up and join them. She let her hair fall out of the tight bun she had put it in and let the water soak it to her back and she ran her hands through her beautiful chocolate colored mane. She had shaven her pussy hair down to next to nothing. There was just a small patch on top. The small patch of chestnut hair looked like tiny chocolate strands, begging me to taste them.

The water felt good against my skin. The day was slowly slipping off as Tara turned around and handed me a bottle of a vanilla scented liquid soap and turned away from me, offering her back to me. I worked up and good lather and began my job. Her skin was perfectly soft. Since the spring time sun had gaziantep bayan escort come out, she had the beginning of a good tan. The way our apartment is situated, the private roof-top balcony gave her the opportunity to sunbath naked. God I love California.

My hands worked her neck slowly as she let out a soft sigh and leaned her head from side to side. I soaped up my hands and worked down, letting them reach around the front and fondle her breast for a bit longer than just a simple washing would require. She had always said how good the rough callouses on my hands felt against her delicate skin. I made sure to take full advantage of that bit of information.

I dropped my hands down to her lower back, making sure to knead her muscles all the way down. She placed her hands against the shower wall in front of her to support her against my pressure, causing her ass to lift up like an offering to a God. My hands worked her ass and hips, making her wiggle slightly. Taking a little bit of soapy bubbles in my right hand, I let it slip between her ass cheeks and brush the soft lips of her warm pussy. A muffled moan escaped her mouth.

Tara turned over her shoulder and made eye contact with me. He pouting lips parted and let out a loud breath, and she smiled. I felt her hand join mine on her pussy as her other hand grabbed my rock-hard cock and begin stroking. Pulling my hand away from her pussy, I guided my cock into her.

“Oh, God…” Her hushed voice was almost drowned out by the rushing water. Her hips backed into me as I thrust half way in. I wanted to tease her a bit, but from the way her body was moving, I would be in for a fight.

“Oh, Mark…” There was just something about her saying my name that drove me nuts. She pushed against me, and I pulled back. “Oh please…Mark…Please.” She turned over her shoulder and wiggled her ass a little causing my cock to slip out of her wet pussy.

“Just fuck me… fuck me hard… please…” I had never really talked dirty to any woman I dated, but when I started dating Tara that all changed. One night she woke me up with a blow job in the middle of the night. In between licks she told me about a dream she was just having, and then she begged me to fuck her mouth. I practically came when I heard her ask. So, when she begged I obliged.

With one deep thrust of my 8″ cock, her body pressed against the steamy tile, letting out a loud giggle of appreciation for my aggression. I grunted as she pressed back against me.

“Harder Mark… I want you to fuck me harder!” There was no more consideration for our elderly neighbors next door. I pulled her hips towards me and held on for dear life. I braced myself with my foot by stepping back a rammed back into her. The sounds of her rubbing her clit and my cock pounding her filled the air.

Our bodies slammed together, moving in unison. I wrapped my hand around her waist and let it find its way to her tits. With every gyration of our bodies, I caressed her breasts and let my fingers gently pinch her nipples. I was trying to hold on, but with her lips hugging my cock I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold on.

Her hand was feverously working her clit as she let sounds to pleasure escape her lips adding to the sound other water beating down on us and our bodies enjoying each other.

“I’m cumming…I’m cumming… Harder… Harder baby… Fuck me harder…” As my balls slapped against her pussy, I could feel the tingling building. I was past the point of no return and she knew it. “Oh baby, fill me up…Cum in me… Cum for me Mark…” Her body tensed and I could feel her muscles tightening around my cock, squeezing it, coaxing it to cum with her.

I erupted. Wave after wave of cum filled Tara. She turned back towards me and bit her bottom lip. “I love that…” She bucked against me softly a few times, seemingly to make sure her pussy got all that it could from me, and then she pulled me out. I took in a deep breath and she took my cock her hand and bent down.

“This…this is a great cock…” She took the limping dick her mouth all the way down to my balls and sucked off the rest of the cum.

“See you in the bedroom.” She smacked my ass and walked out of the shower.

That night I wore a pair of jeans that Tara said made my ass look good, and a light blue dress shirt. Being a carpenter doesn’t give me the chance to dress up that much, so I try and dress the way Tara would want to see me. She however, takes full advantage not having to be a teacher when dressing up for a night out. Her red tube-top was sitting prominently on her two braless breasts. The white ruffled skirt she wore sat several inches above the knee as it hugged her hips and ass like it was designed to sway with each step.

The restaurant was only a few streets away from our place, so we walked down. The click clack of her heels against the pavement only accentuated Tara’s sultry walk. On our three block walk, she must have given at least six guys whiplash and caused several fights between them and their girlfriends.

We got to the restaurant where Betty and Sam had already picked a table on the patio. I wasn’t too worried about being outside, since there was nice heat lamp for Tara to sit under, and the spring nights in Los Angeles rarely dip below sixty degrees. The thing I was worried about what Tara’s erect nipples causing Sam to have a breakdown. Sam had always more than appreciated Tara’s skimpy clothing and made no attempt at being discreet about his stares. The day had been a long one; I was just hoping the night would be long for the right reasons.

Tara’s Perspective…

The crisp spring air still had a hint of warmth from the sun as we walked down to the Italian restaurant to meet Betty and Sam. My muscles were still shaking a little from my work out and holding myself up against the wall when Mark was pounding into me. Mark and I have been dating for over a year and he still knew how to make me feel wanted like we were a new couple. I could tell Mark was walking with a bit of a bounce in his step from our quick session. He had always been able to make me cum quickly, which I was eternally grateful for. Unfortunately while he was satisfied, my libido was just warming up. While Mark’s sex drive may be a thunderous eruption, mine was more of a steam engine; once it gets going, it’s hard to stop.

I felt a sudden shiver as the breeze blew my skirt up in the back and sending tiny tingles over my lace-cover pussy. I quickly motioned to catch it, and noticed I had made a forty something year old man smile. The tiny white thong did little to hide anything. I purposely forgot to wear a wrap tonight to cover up my top with, because there was just something about the feeling of being wanted. I loved the attention that my tits got me, and what better way to do that than show them off without a bra?

Betty and I are teachers at a local high school. While I teach English to juniors and seniors, Betty deals with music for most of the high school. She’s only about 5’2″, but she’s got a great body. Her short, curly red hair makes her look like the perfect petite Irish girls and her slim figure is topped off with tits that are about the size of mine, maybe a little bigger, but being so small they look disproportionately large.

She and Sam had been together for a few months now and we have gone on outings, double dates and trip together. Every time we got together I was guaranteed to catch Sam sneaking a quick peak at me. I’m not sure if he even tried to hide it sometimes. Being a woman who likes the attention, I didn’t exactly do anything to hinder his glances, and tonight I was in a mood to let his gazes linger.

We got to the place and they had found us a table outside with a heat lamp right above us. Sam was wearing a black suit with a matching black shirt with no tie, which complemented his dark complexion. Sam was the definition of tall, dark and handsome. His Mediterranean olive skin was consistently a perfect Italian shade of tan. His black hair was slicked back and made him look like a young mobster on the rise. I think he worked in finance for his father’s company or something. I wasn’t the cheating type, but I could definitely appreciate a good looking man.

“Hey guys!” Betty stood up and gave me a hug. She looked cute tonight, nothing too impressive, but if I had her body, I would have worn something a little more revealing to show off what I had.

Mark shook Sam’s hand and then we changed partners. I could feel the tension in Sam’s hug. He was roughly the same size as Mark, but there was an elegance and certain charm that made part of me melt every time we touched.

“Hey Sam.” I smiled and let him take me in his arms. Whatever cologne he was wearing was almost intoxicating.

“You look great Tara.” Sam stepped back and scanned my body as quickly as he could. I’m sure his eyes lingered on my tits a little too long, which made me feel like his stare was penetrating my clothes.

“So, should we start off with a cocktail and then some wine?” Betty quickly took Sam’s hand and pulled him to his seat.

“Sure, whatever you guys want.” Mark said as he pulled out my chair and guided me into my seat.

We ordered our food and made some light conversation. Mark’s hand dropped to my knee and gave me a squeeze which sent a pulse directly to the tip of my clit. My knees had always been ticklish and when I’m this horny, it just adds to my problem. His hand rested on my bare skin, and pulled the hem of my skirt just a little bit past my mid-thigh. His finger slowly caressed the inside of my thigh making me squirm a little as my pussy let out the smallest amount of wetness, hoping to be touched.

I think Sam noticed my face getting flushed, and gave me am inquisitive look. Looking over at Mark’s shoulder, he read where his hand must be, and just smiled. We met eyes for a split second and he knew what was going on. Betty was talking about something a parent had told her today and being pretty animated with her hands. My mind was a million miles away, being fucked senseless in Mark’s shower when Sam knocked his fork onto the ground. Before he picked it up, he looked at me and cocked one of his eyes brows. Something inside me turned. I knew what he was doing, and for whatever reason it turned me on. Maybe it was the fact that he was my best friend’s boyfriend, or maybe it was the constant attention he gave me, but his look made me want to push the envelope.

I let my thighs part a little more than a should have, giving Sam a clear view of the white lace panties covering my pussy. I let my right hand drop and find the hem of my skirt. As quickly and nonchalantly as I could, I pulled up my skirt giving him an unobstructed view of what he wanted most.

Something inside me felt deliciously dirty as he leaned down to pick up his fork. I slowly parted my legs and dropped my hand into my lap. Mark’s attention had turned to Betty’s story and a few of the breadsticks. I knew Sam could see right up my skirt. I was literally beginning to soak my panties. Being wanted was almost a high for me, and Sam was giving it to me.

“You alright down there sweetheart?” Sam slammed his head into the table as out moment was shattered by Betty’s voice.

“Yeah… yeah… I’m fine babe…” He sat up rubbing his head. “I…uh… I just dropped my fork, but I found it.” He smiled and shifted his eyes towards me. I just smiled and put a finely wrapped bite of spaghetti in my mouth as slowly as I could get away with.

The dinner went on, and for some reason I just couldn’t quell the urges inside of me. If Mark doesn’t fuck me again tonight, I might just take matter into my own hands. Dessert came and Mark and I were splitting the Tiramisu, and something devious popped into my mind. If I was going to do this, I was going to need a little help. I wanted till Mark and Betty were engaged in conversation.

Deliberately, I dipped my finger into the whipped cream that sat messily on top of the decadent dessert. Making sure Mark and Betty were talking, I plunged my finger deep between my lips and raised my eyes catching them with Sam’s.

“Mmmm… Damn this is good. I’m so glad I got to taste this tonight.” I was treading a very thin line between pushing the envelope and getting in trouble.

“Yeah, this is pretty good.” Mark turned to me just as I broke off my stare with Sam. “What do you think about the Trojans this year?” Mark asked Betty as they had both graduated from USC.

“I’ll be right back, babe.” I kissed Mark and excused myself to the bathroom. I could feel Sam’s stare as I made sure to throw an extra sway in my walk. As I walked to the bathroom, I couldn’t help but notice the bartender behind the bar. He had a sort of forlorn puppy look to him. I stopped.

“Can I have two fingers of bourbon please?” I made sure to hit the word “fingers” with a nice hint of breathiness.

“Uh, yes… yes absolutely.” He stumbled as he put down the glass he was washing. He poured me well over the amount I had asked for.

“Thank you so much.” I winked at him and through the shot back, put down a ten and walked to the bathroom.

I locked the bathroom door behind me and took a deep breath. I wasn’t cheating on Mark. I was convincing myself more than encouraging myself. There was no way I was going to do anything with Sam, but I wanted to make sure he remembered tonight.

I walked back to the table into a conversation that was about a mixture of sports and politics. When I say down, I made sure I scooted my chair as close to the table as possible. Sam was getting hot and bothered about a bill that before the senate dealing with the government’s role in drugs in sports. While I love sports, football mostly, I wasn’t interested in anything they had to say.

“You want anything else babe?” Mark turned towards me. There were so many things I wanted. I wanted things that were bad for me, good for me and everything in between.

“No, I’m good.” I smiled and drank the rest of the wine in my glass.

“Well, then let me grab this.” Mark reached for the bill.

“No, I insist.” Sam grabbed at the black leather booklet. I cocked my head slightly and caught Sam’s gaze, and smiled. He let the bill go.

“We’ll get you next time.” Sam’s words were directed as much at the bill as they were me.

“Thank you Sam, I look forward to it.” I let my hand rest on the table near the spoon he had used to stir his espresso. Betty leaned back to get her purse, Mark pulled out his wallet and I flicked Sam’s spoon off the table. His dark brown eyes lifted towards mine and made me wet all over again.

“Oops.” An evil grin stretched across his face before his beautiful black hair dipped below the table, and out of view. I knew that Betty was busy fumbling in her purse and next would be getting her sweater on. Mark was futzing with his wallet trying to find the right credit card, and put the correct tip amount in. This was my chance.

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It was fifteen days since Sue had joined my office. Sue was very attractive. She was wearing a low cut business suit comprising of a blue blouse and a short black skirt. She was wearing a thong and sheer black hold ups on her slender legs. She preferred not to apply make-up as she looked attractive without one. At about 5′ 5″ Sue had a nice firm body because of the workout sessions and breasts were very firm.

Sue’s smile was very infectious that day and she was in a mood to tease. Sue was working me for past 6 days spending 12 to 14 hours a day together. Sue liked to tease and very often in middle of serious discussions she would part her legs giving me a view of her underwear. They were always colorful.

Sometimes Sue will accidentally rub her breast on me. Just electrifying me. Sue’s teasing was making me hornier day by day. My 9 inch dick would go on an erection in middle of serious discussion. Sue would sometime while working on the computer with me would place her hand on my thigh and continue to discuss her work…………… poor me would be trying hard to control my erection. In those six days I had decided that I have to take her and make her a slave of my nine inch pulsating dick.

This particular day we both had been working hard to meet the deadline but naughty Sue would keep on teasing me. Placing her hands on my thigh, giving me unrestricted view of her legs and thong. While walking in front of me she would stop and my dick would ram into her butt. I couldn’t make out whether Sue was enjoying what she was doing. Though I desired her body and wanted to plunge my erection into her, I was not contemplating on anything.

As we had to meet the deadline and send the documents across we were the only two working on the floor. Around 10:00 pm the Air Conditioning was switched off. It was getting stuffy and hot. Sue opened the top three buttons of her top, giving me a view to her firm breast. She was wearing a push up bra which was blue and made of satin. My dick was on a riding erection. I was typing on the computer and Sue was standing behind me fanning both of us with some office papers. Time and again she would come forward to make some suggestions and her breast would rub against me – making me hornier. Though I was on an erection I was not trying to do anything to her. It was getting hot; I very conveniently with her permission took my shirt and shoes off. Sue took her purse and went to the ladies room, when she came out she had only two buttons open but I could make gaziantep bayan escort out that she had removed her bra off. Giving me view to her tits. Wow they looked so desirable. It was thee in the morning when we finished our work and e-mailed the file to the partner at home for his review and called him so that he could look at it and get back to us for any clarifications he required. For that we had to sit in the office.

But because the project had got over and both of us became relaxed Sue gave me hug and a kiss to celebrate. She should not have as I was getting tormented. I hugged her and pulled her very close to me. I could feel my erection against her body.

I pulled her very tightly around me, she tried to resist and pull back as I am a regular to the gym she was not match to me. I moved my hands down to her skirt and undid the zipper and the button holding her skirt. At this she bit me on my chest and clawed at me. I continued to hold her tightly with one hand as I removed my trouser. My trouser dropped on the floor next to her skirt. She was frantically kicking me; I moved back and slapped her on her face. She was stunned and I took the opportunity to unbutton her remaining four buttons and removed her blouse.

She was looking so FUCKABLE. I wanted to control my self but my desire got hold of me and I removed my underwear. She looked at my cock, but with her hands she took a paper weight and threw it on me. It hit me on my chest and drew air out. I jumped at her tearing her thong and pushing her on the floor. She closed her legs as I started to kiss and tease her breast. I moved my hands on her breast and continued to play with them kissing and sucking, kissing and sucking them. I started rotating her breast clock wise and the counter clock wise. I could see the expression on her face change from anger to enjoying it. But Sue tried to kick me this made her legs open. I drew them apart as I kissed her lips. She at first did not let my tongue enter her mouth. I was lying on top of her and legs were drawn on the side. I moved my finger to her shaved pussy and started playing with it as I kissed her. She started enjoying it and took my tongue in her mouth. We might have stayed in this position for a long time. Kissing each other and her hands were holding my head. The phone started to ring. I had to get up to pick it. The partner was on the phone congratulating both of us for the work we had done. I thanked him and told him that we would be leaving for home immediately and as it was 4:30 in the morning we would not turn up the next day. While I was talking to Sue, Sue had put on her skirt but continued to stare at my nine inch dick. The partner also wanted to talk to her. I gave the phone to her. While she was talking to him I undid the skirt again and crawled in between the legs and started licking her outer skin of her pussy. I could see the wetness which had flowed outside earlier. I started licking that – why waste such a precious thing. She caught hold of my head and pushed it towards her glory hole while talking to the partner. I could see that her faced was tensed and she was controlling her face from moaning. I opened the lips as I started deep tonguing her. Moving my tongue slowly inside outside, inside outside, inside outside her pussy, while teasing the side wall. I moved faster and faster as I licked her. Seeing to it that her clit was covered too. She could not take it any more and told the partner that I was ready to leave and hung the phone. She opened her legs wider and took support of the wall to balance her. I started sucking her clit which had come out of its hiding place. Wow the whole thing tasted so gooooood. I kissed and sucked her pussy alternating between her clit. She was approaching an orgasm. I took her clit in the mouth and sucked it as she screamed aloud with her orgasm.

Sue collapsed on the floor and was panting. Sue was in my control in the control of her rapist. I too also collapsed next to her. I pushed my head underneath her head. Sue got up and she was not sure what was going to happen next. I could make out that she was in doubt what to do next. Whether to get up or carry on further. I kept on staring at her eyes. I didn’t want to force her. I left it up to her. Sue looked into my eyes and realized what I meant. She leaned across and kissed me on my juice covered lips. She moved her tongue across my lips so as to taste her own cum. Sue then moved back still not sure whether she wanted to continue. Sue got up and looked at me; I was still on the floor with my erection. I told her I’ll drop her home and tried to get up. My chest was hurting from the paper weight which Sue had thrown at me and I could not get up and fell back. Sue looked at me growling with pain – she asked me completely lie down on the floor as she got a relief spray from the office’s medical supply.

Sue was nude all the while. She came over with the relief spray as she put her legs on either side of me. Sue bent down and looked at the red bruise with littlie blood oozing out of it and started to spray the medication. Her pussy was directly on top my dick – which was still erect. As the medication started burning and hurting me she bent down further to blow at it. In bargain the tip of my cock was in her glory hole. At first she did not notice but as she moved back another one inch of my cock slid in. Her pussy was still wet. She looked at me as she moved up and removed her very very tight pussy from my dick. I think naughty Sue had lost her inhibitions and started to teas me. She would bend down to blow my hurt and at the same time she would touch her pussy on my dick and the moment my erection was an inch inside she would get off. This went on for five minutes. The top of my cock was shinning of juices. I could not take it any longer. Every time this would happen I would raise my butt and try to shove in an inch or two more. Sue realised this and said that I should get and drop her home. At this she too also tried to get up but slipped and her pussy took my erection in as she landed on my nine inches. Because of the force of the fall the whole nine inch was inside. My erection had found a home for itself. Sue looked at me and me at her. I wanted to fuck her but because I had been forceful with her I did not want to force her. Sue moved up squeezing my cock as she forced her self down on my erection. She looked at my blue eyes before lowering her head and biting my nipple. Sue was wet and ready. I told Sue that lets go. She said yes only after I milk you dry with my pussy. She started moving up and down slowly first and then faster and faster and faster. Sue had her first orgasm…….Sue slowed down but she as she took the full length in her. She again raised the tempo but covered only half of my cock. My hands had gripped her butt and I was moving up to match her thrust. We started moving faster and faster and faster as she rode me. The smell of the juices was every where our love making was noisy. I could see her face in the moonlight moaning with desire as she took my erection in her. I could see her pussy eating my dick taking it inside in her. In and out, In and out in out the pussy was taking my cock. I could see sue reaching a mind blowing orgasm her sixth one in past 30 minutes. I too screamed as my cock ejaculated in her pussy. Both of us hugged each other and got up.

As we approached my car Sue kissed me on my lips and invited me to spend the night at her place as my house was further than her. She and her sister stay together. I accepted the offer.

Next story taking of Sue and her sister Sneha after they eat each other.

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Dressed for work I made my way to the elevator and pressed the button. I consider myself fairly patient but after a few minutes I began to pace. A door down from me opened and an elderly woman made her way to the elevator after locking her door.

“Are you new here?” Her voice shook in her throat.

“Yes, I moved in to 905.”

A devious smile crossed her face, “Oh, we are neighbors I’m in 907.”

This elevator was taking too long and I wasn’t sure how long I could politely stand there. The grin on the old apple dolls face never faded. She looked as if she knew something I didn’t and it slowly began to climb under my skin.

“Is your boyfriend sleeping in?” Her eyes peered out of the kerchief on her head.

“My boyfriend?”

The devilish smile widened as she spoke, “Yes, he must be exhausted after last night.”

I could feel my cheeks flush with the heat of embarrassment, “I’m going to be late for work; I think I will take the stairs. Nice meeting you.” With those words I walked briskly to the end of the hall and made my way down nine flights of stairs.

I walked in the station greeted by another grin. This one was not at all devilish. Hal’s face looked like a kid on Christmas morning getting the perfect gift, “Someone is in a good mood.”

“Quick, give me a kiss.” He hurried around the counter to meet me and kissed me. “Last night was surreal. I spent most of the night questioning whether it really happened.”

“It was real.” I placed my hands on his chest as he squeezed me in his arms, “If you are good, I may let you do it again someday.”

Hal choked, “Someday?”

I just laughed and gave a teasing smile as I walked in the back to hang up my coat ensuring I wiggled my ass wildly the entire way.

“You’re a horrible tease!” Hal yelled out playfully. “I have a mind to close the store and teach you what happens to girls like you!”

Making my way back to the counter I gave him the raised eyebrow, “Promises, promises.”

The shop was quiet after lunch and Hal took the opportunity to slip out and run some errands. Sitting on the stool my shirt clung tightly to me thanks to abnormally high humidity. The door chimed breaking my trance.

Tim’s smile always gave me the creeps, “Hi Sweety.”

I figured Tim was in his early thirties. He was a tall stocky man who filled the doorway when he came in, “Hi Tim. How are you today?”

“I’m better now beautiful.” His eyes focused a little too long on my accentuated breasts, “I was beginning to thing Hal was hiding you from me. It’s been a while since I’ve seen you.”

I just shrugged and laughed, “Maybe he wants me all to himself.”

“Who wouldn’t?” Tim laughed loudly. “If you need company sweetheart, you just let me know.”

Hal couldn’t have popped in at a better time. Clearly he could sense the tension, “You harassing my girl Tim?”

Tim laughed loudly, “Maybe a little bit.”

With the tension broke, I rang up his order and watched as Tim took one last glance at my breasts before exiting the store.

“You have yourself a fan!” gaziantep escort Hal smiled his devilish grin.

“He says he has a lot to offer me. I’m a bit intrigued.” I watched the jealousy cross Hal’s face. “He’s out of luck though; I’ve already got a daddy.” My words comforted Hal and his generous smile returned.

Walking up behind me his hand squeezed my ass cheek, “You’re all mine.”

Spinning quickly I threw my arms around him and kissed him. Hal returned my embrace and for a moment, we lost all track of time and our present location. His hands pawed at my ass through my jeans as we kissed wildly at the front counter. The Bing of the car alert snapped us back to reality.

“I want you so bad Laura.” Hal kissed my lips again before breaking his embrace.

The long day ended and Hal dropped me off at the apartment. Peeling the tee over my head I threw it to the floor in the bathroom. A cold shower was definitely in order to get relief from the humidity. I jumped out of my skin when the curtain pulled back quickly.

Hal stood staring at me, “change of plans.”

His clothes flew from his body and he stepped in to the shower immediately pressing his lips to mine, “I need my little girl’s pussy.”

Before I could remind him again about my monthly visitor, he spun me around and bent me over. The cool water ran over my back as Hal worked his cock up and down the opening of my love canal.

Grabbing a handful of my hair he pulled my lips to his and pushed his cock in to me. I gasped loudly as he plunged deeper in to me. Spreading my hands I braced myself against his assault on my pussy. I loved how he needed me so badly.

I slowly wiggled my hips as his cock pushed deep in to my pussy aggressively, “My little girl thinking about Tim fucking her? Using her like a slut?” I had no idea how to respond and was caught off guard.

“Tell me you want Tim’s big cock in you little girl.” Hal kissed my ear as the words left his mouth. “Take Tim’s big cock like a good little slut.”

The more he talked, the more aggressive his thrusts were. I moaned and yipped muffling myself with my arm. Hal’s hand held my hips tight against him, “Take all this cum, I’m going to fill this little pussy up.”

His cock pulsed deep in me as he licked and nibbled at my ear until he was spent. His softening cock slowly slid from my pussy. His cum oozed down my thigh with a fine stream of my monthly visitor.

“Fuck I needed that baby girl.” Hal pulled me in his arms and kissed me deeply.

After cleaning up, we made our way to the living room and snuggled on the couch.

“Can I ask you a question baby?” I stared in to Hal’s eyes.

Hal smiled and raised his eyebrow.

“What was all that Tim talk?” I broke eye contact waiting for his answer.

His hand lifted my chin quickly, “I was fantasizing that I was Tim.”

Clearly the look on my face expressed my confusion.

“Just fantasy baby.” Hal kissed me again, “nothing wrong with that right?”

“no.” never breaking our gaze.

“You have fantasies too!” Hal sat back on the sofa.

I playfully slapped his chest, “Oh? Do I?”

“I’m sure you will share some with me at some point.” His hand playfully squeezed my bare breast.

We sat quietly for a few moments before Hal blurted out, “I want to have a threesome!”

I had created a monster and smiled coyly, “do you?”

“YES!” I could see the horny devil in his eyes.

“Okay.” I said calmly, “but I get to pick the guy.”

Hal’s smile faded, “The guy?”

“So you want me to share you with another girl?” I pouted playfully.

Hal pondered for a moment, “You want another man?”

“Of course I do. What woman wouldn’t want two men hungrily desiring her?” I smiled softly.

“Okay I have an idea.” Hal continued, “We’ll do both. We just have to figure out how now.”

The next day Hal raced in to the apartment with his iPad in his hand, “I’ve got it!” He plumped down on the couch beside me.

“You got what?” I eyed him curiously.

He typed on his iPad for a few moments then sat back to show me what he had found.

“A swingers site? You want to swing?” The shock in my voice caught Hal off guard.

“Well no Laura. We could meet another couple where he and I play with you and his wife and you play with me.” Hal seemed proud of himself until he saw the look on my face. “What? What does that look mean?”

I laughed unable to hold it in, “Hal that is swinging! So you are going to be okay when her husband wants to have me and his wife while you sit and watch?”

Hal looked defeated, “I tried.”

“I’m not opposed to it.” I gently rubbed his forearm. “How does it work exactly? Is it a dating site?”

Hal rambled an explanation that translated to it being a dating site as well as they had “parties” that you could attend. Pulling the iPad from him I looked over the site, “You already created a profile?”

“I had to so I could see the site.” His cheeks flushed.

Our account name was ‘CuriousOWMYWF’ which I didn’t understand, “Where did you come up with this?”

Hal quickly explained “Older White Male, Young White Female.”

I continued reading:

‘We are interested in meeting like-minded people for fun times. She is a stunning 20 year old woman with a beautiful body, smile, long brown hair and sexy brown eyes. He’s a 55 year old with short dark hair.’

“This leaves a lot to be desired Hal.” I shook my head and smiled.

“I was in a hurry and had to put something.”

We spent the next hour reading other peoples profiles and updating our own with all the relevant things were needed up to and including that I was an orally gifted angel. Hal put the laptop on the coffee table and pushed me back in to the couch as he climbed on top of me and began devouring my neck.

His hot breath worked up to me ear as his hands made their way up my skirt and began sliding my panties down, “You like the idea of a total stranger fucking you Laura?”

I nodded speechless. My pussy began to moisten rapidly as he mauled my breasts through my blouse and fumbled with the zipper of his pants. Impatiently I slid my hand down to my magic bean I covered it in my wetness and began to slowly circle it.

Hal lifted my legs back folding me in half so my knees were at my ears, “Ready for this cock little girl?”

I looked down at his swollen cock sticking out his zipper; a drip of precum already glistening on the eye, “Yes baby give me that beautiful cock.”

Wasting no time he pushed himself at my opening causing a guttural groan to escape my lips, “You keep getting tighter!” Hal worked his stiff cock at my opening until he hit bottom. The feeling of his cock was all that I needed to send me over the edge. I wrapped my legs around him holding him there as I ground myself to the most intense orgasm. My pussy gushed and squirted in wave after wave of never ending euphoria.

Once my grip on his waist began to subside, Hal began long slow methodical thrusts in and out of me which immediately brought my orgasm back to the surface. His hand tangled deep in my hair holding my head off the back of the couch. Our eyes locked on one another as he brought me over the edge again.

I closed my eyes and Hal took the cue to lower his lips to mine. His tongue took over the slow probing as his cock sped up its thrusting. Every thrust pounded my insides feeling like he was going to bust in to my lungs. Hal’s breathing quickened and his kisses became wild and wonton indicating his pending orgasm was near.

“Cum on my tits baby.” I pushed them together under the weight of his chest.

His hand behind my head kept my mouth pressed to his until he began to groan and gasp in my open mouth. His cock convulsed and twitched deep inside me filling me with his sticky seed.

“You are so amazing Laura.” Hal kissed my lips gently holding them there as he continued, “this is all I want to do, all day, all night.”

Holding his face in my hands I stared in to his eyes, “I love the feeling of your cock exploding in me, but you have to stop okay?”

Hal kissed me again, “I told you, I will look after you if you get pregnant Sweety.”

“I don’t want a baby Hal.” I stared sternly at him.

“I’m sorry Sweety. I won’t do it again unless you say it’s okay. Okay?” Hal felt bad.

I kissed him and gave him a bright smile, “You can always cum in my mouth or ass.”

He lit up, “Deal.”

The majority of the next couple days at work were spent on the swinger site. We had received a couple notes and sent a couple as well. We conversed with a couple using the sites chat feature. They seemed nice although more Hal’s age than my own. We continually apologized for all our newbie questions; they seemed genuinely happy to help clarify anything. There last message was an invitation to a swingers dance.

Hal looked at me, “Interested?”

“What the heck.” I squeezed his arm.

Our new friends Doug and Marie would sponsor us in to our first dance; we would meet them at a nearby coffee shop and follow them to the secret location in north Toronto on Saturday night. Hal seemed pleased with the pictures of Marie in various forms of nakedness. The only picture of Doug was so far away, you couldn’t make out a distinguishable feature.

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Tabby waited nervously outside the teacher’s office. She knew she was in trouble this time. It was the third time this month. She knew Mr. King was nearing retirement, that he was vulnerable to 18-year-old girls fooling in class, but now she had pushed it too far. All she could hope was that he would not insist on calling in her parents.

The door opened and the tall thin grey haired figure of Mr. King appeared. He looked down at the young girl and nodded his head toward the open door with a gruff grunt. Tabby walked past the teacher, brushing his body with her slim frame as she went through the narrow door into the office.

She stood as he followed her in, shutting the door. He let his eyes move over her figure, dressed in the short uniform navy blue skirt and white blouse. Her skirt was tight across her perfect firm butt; it made him smile to himself as he walked past her to his desk.

His face had changed to the grim disciplinarian as he sat at his desk.

“Sit down Tabby,” he said quietly pointing to one of the two old wooden chairs. “You know why you are here don’t you?”

“Yes sir,” she replied timidly.

“Well, I think you better tell me,” the old teacher said.

“I was bad in class today sir,” Tabby almost whispered.

“And what was it you did today Tabby?”

“I was disruptive in class.”

“Yes you sure were that,” Mr. King looked hard at her. “You just didn’t want to learn today did you?”

“No sir.”

“More interested in seeing how many ways you could show me your knickers!!!” His voice grew louder, trailing off as he said the word knickers. “Making your friends giggle all the time. And all of it aimed at me.”

Tabby went red. It was true, she had sat provocatively, rolling her skirt up enough to expose her crotch, once she even stood up and bent over to get something from her bag, letting the very short skirt ride up her butt, showing the pretty white lace panties.

“Have you got any explanation?”

“No sir, sorry sir.”

“Shall I call your parents and tell them what you get up to here?”

Please sir, don’t do that.” A wave of panic hit the young student. “I promise it won’t happen again.”

“Oh, it won’t happen again, you’re right there. But what can I do to punish you and make sure you won’t ever annoy me in class again?”

She looked at the teacher. “Anything sir. Please. Just don’t tell my parents, I beg you.”

“You would do anything if I didn’t tell your folks?” He asked.

“That’s right, anything.” She looked at the teacher with pleading eyes, her voice soft, almost inaudible.

“Why don’t you slip that skirt off then?” He pointed at her little blue skirt.

“What?” Tabby responded as though she hadn’t heard him properly.

“You heard me Tabby. Slip out of that little skirt,” he repeated.

“You dirty old….”

“You weren’t worried about me seeing your knickers in class, so what’s the problem now?” A smile spread on his face. “Of course I could get your folks in.”

“You can’t do this. You can’t rape me in your office and get away with it.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t rape you Tabby. I’m not like that. I think you will do what I want. So what is it to be?”

“Ring my parents. I don’t care. It can’t be worse than your disgusting cock.” She spat the words at him with a clouded, grim face.

“If that’s what you want Tabby, but I will have to tell them about you and those two boys at last years school concert.”

Tabby’s mind ticked over quickly. She had had sex with two senior boys a year ago under the school stage following the annual concert. But she had thought they were alone. How could old Mr. King know?

“You prick!”

“Oh, stop being so dramatic Tabby. You know you are just a little sex kitten. You would fuck any cock you could get your hands on, and probably do. Now how about we stop pretending and you get your skirt off?” He walked to the door and turned the key in its lock.

She sat rigid in the wooden chair as he walked back to the desk. He wheeled the office chair around from behind the desk so he was sitting feet away from her.

“Well? Are you going to get on with it girl? I don’t have all night. Maybe gaziantep escort I should forget it and just call your parents now.” Again he smiled at her.

Tabby moved uneasily and finally stood. She spun the skirt around to give her better access to the button and zip. Slowly the blue material opened and the skirt fell to the floor, pooling around her feet.

“You may as well get rid of those trainers and socks while you are at it,” he said, flicking a finger at her footwear. “Just lean forward nice and slowly.”

A puzzled look crossed Tabby’s innocent face as she bent to undo the shoes. The white blouse blossomed forward, giving Mr. King a view of her 34b breasts encased in the white lace bra. A smile spread on the old man’s face. His hand fell to his crotch where a slight bulge was appearing.

First one trainer, then the other came off, followed by the white socks. To get at them she had to push the blue skirt away. Soon she was sitting upright again, her hands folded in her lap, concealing the lace panties.

“Hmmm,” he said, rubbing the now more substantial bulge in his pants. “Show me your panties Tabby. Go on, give me a show now.”

Embarrassed Tabby withdrew her hands, and then brought them quickly back after she thought he had seen enough. He didn’t say anything, just flicked that bony finger again to indicate for her to move her hands again. She complied.

As he stared hard at her crotch he slowly unzipped the pants, peeling them open. Without getting up he raised his butt and peeled the pants off, letting them fall at his feet. A pair of plain white boxers stretched out with the size of his erect cock. The sight almost made Tabby laugh.

“Show me your butt Tabby, just turn around and bend down,” he was rubbing his hard cock through the boxers.

She stood and turned, bending as requested, leaning her elbows on her bent legs. The sight of this old teacher sitting in his boxers had amused Tabby enough to make her want to tease a little. She wiggled her butt at him. A glance back over her shoulder revealed him exposing his cock, rubbing it up and down.

Now she just gazed at the thick hard cock sliding between his fingers, the head swollen and almost purple with blood. She could see the ridges of veins spiralling around the pink rod as his hand moved over it, pulling the skin tight. The smile went, the wiggle stopped as Tabby stared, mesmerised by the big fat cock. She could feel her panties dampen as she watched him.

“Turn around Tabby, and sit down,” he commanded.

Without a word Tabby obeyed, sitting with her legs slightly apart. All the time she tried not to look away from the cock. His hand continued to slowly rub up and down the hard shaft, rolling around it slightly as he tugged on it. “Play with your self Tabby,” he said softly. “I want to see your thumb on your clit and your fingers in your snatch.”

The brunette obeyed again without comment. The index finger of her left hand found her slit through the white lace and ran up it, forcing the panties into her slit. The material was already damp, a darker patch formed as they soaked up more of her juice. Her hand rubbed across her mound, finding the elastic of the white lace panties.

“Leave them on Tabby,” he ordered.

Her long slender fingers slipped inside the lace. She parted her legs, placing one over the arm of the old wooden chair, making her sink lower in the seat. The thumb of her right hand found her clit, hard and already swelling with excitement. She gently circled it with the thumb, pressing in a little. The pressure produced a little moan.

“Hmmm…. That’s a good girl Tabby, I knew you could do it,” he said, his voice almost kindly in tone.

Now she probed her opening with a finger, parting her juicy pussy lips, she slipped it in. Immediately her pussy contracted on the penetrating finger. She eased a second in. The entire time still rubbing her clit with her thumb, her eyes closed in ecstasy. In and out of her hot pussy she worked her fingers, feeling her pussy grasp them.

Mr King kept his hand on his cock, tugging on it harder now. His eyes never left the girl as she fingered herself, the white blouse framing her belly button. Her face was flushed as she kept going.

“Stop now Tabby,” he called out, stopping his own action.

Tabby looked over, shocked. Her orgasm was close and he was telling her to hold off.

“I want you to do something else now,” he smiled at her. “Now stand up and take off those panties.”

Maybe he was going to fuck her now, maybe he wanted to make her cum at the same time as her and that was why he had made her do that. Whatever the reason she was hot now, and only thinking of that big swollen cock that he was now holding up in front of himself.

Quickly she inserted her thumbs in each side of her panties and slid them down. A small bush of trimmed dark hair was revealed as she held her legs together to get them down. She felt dampness between her thighs as they touched. As she was taking them past her ankles he spoke again.

“Pass them to me please Tabby,” he ordered.

She stood and took the two steps to reach him, her hand outstretched with the wet lace panties. Mr. King took them and looked at the tiny scrap of material. Again he smiled and put the damp panties to his nose. He sniffed them long and hard, cooing as he did.

Tabby was still standing in front of him as he did this. There was something strangely erotic about Mr. King’s actions. He put the panties against his stiff cock and slowly rubbed them over the hard red cock. Then stroking the white lace up and down the hard shaft.

“Kneel down Tabby,” he told her. Again she complied. “Take your panties and tug on my cock, use them like a glove.”

This caused Tabby to smile up at the gentle old face that was now staring down at her. The panties felt damp and smelt musty as she fitted her right hand into them. Wrapping the white lace around his cock she let it slide up and down, watching the swollen head bob around at the top. Every now and then she allowed a stroke to flow over the head, feeling his sticky pre-cum soak into the flimsy panties.

“Ohhhhh….” He moaned softly. Tabby looked into his eyes, feeling her juices still flowing. His cock throbbed in her hand, it felt so hard and strong, not like the old man who sat with his face growing red with the excitement.

Totally captured by the situation Tabby lent forward, kissing the white sticky panties as they slid over his hard cock. Then her red lips parted taking the head of his cock in, she sucked gently, just the head, tasting his pre-cum as the white panties slipped up and down his red cock.

Then she took her head away and licked at the white material as she kept it moving. Mr. King was moaning softly. She brought the lace up to the head, circling over it. All of a sudden he stiffened in the chair, his cock exploded. Huge dollops of cum shooting out into the white lace, spreading through the material like a sticky slick. It oozed onto Tabby’s hand as wad after wad squirted into the panties.

His face was red as she sat back, the soaked panties still in her hand. She let the panties fall to the floor and looked at his face. He was red and was panting lightly.

“Well, Mr. King, I guess you have punished me now,” Tabby said. “Can I leave now?”

“Not yet young lady,” the teacher said. He seemed to have regained his composure and was sitting up straight in the chair. “We haven’t finished yet.”

“What do you mean? I did what you wanted,” Tabby exclaimed. Her mood was turning. She was no longer mesmerised by the hard cock.

“I want to taste that young pussy now,” he said without hesitation. “Sit up on my desk, now.”

Tabby looked at him. She wasn’t sure what to think. She had just let her teacher jerk off in her panties and now he wanted to eat her pussy. Her pussy was still wet and hot from her own fingering, the desire was returning, just as it was to Mr. King who now sported a hard cock once more.

“Come on girl, I don’t have all day,” the teacher said.

The desk was a large polished wooden one; it was very smooth on her bare butt as she hoisted herself up. There was nothing on the shiny polished surface. Mr. King had prepared well for this evening.

Mr King moved toward the teenager, sliding toward her on the swivel chair. Her legs were already parted waiting for him. He moved between them, his hands holding her thighs as he buried his face in the warm moist crotch. Tabby moaned lightly at that first touch as his tongue touched her clit. Then he began licking with long hard strokes up her sticky wet slit, ending on her hard swollen clit. Each stroke sent a shiver through the brunette. His tongue plunged into her dripping pussy, his lips sucking at the entrance.

To maintain her balance Tabby lent back on her elbows, her blouse pulled half way up her torso. She moaned again as his tongue flicked the hard clit. One of her hands found her breast and squeezed it sensually, through the fabric of the blouse and bra. She knew she would be cumming soon.

Again he licked her hard across the slit up to her clit, now poking a finger into her pussy, feeling it tighten on her. This was too much for the 18-year-old and her hips bucked a little as her orgasm came like a flood of feeling. Her moans grew louder and stronger. Her pussy clamped down on his finger and her juices flowed.

He pulled back from her, his lips wet with her juice. His hand grabbed one of her dangling ankles and he spun it. She rolled over with it, still lost in the last of her orgasm.

Now she was lying over the desk, her feet only just touching the floor. In a flash he was standing at her rear, his hard cock in his hand. Her orgasm had barely died away when he pushed his cock deep into her pussy. A second wave hit tabby immediately; her pussy clamping the hard cock now buried in her.

“Oh, Tabby, you are so tight,” Mr. king moaned as he eased his cock in and out of her. “So hot and wet.”

Tabby moaned.

“Oh, I want to fuck you Tabby, fuck your tight little cunt,” he was leaning over whispering in her ear. “You want this don’t you tabby, you hot little bitch?”

“Yes, yes,” Tabby replied, now lost in the ecstasy. “Please fuck my pussy, please.”

“I will, Tabby, I will.” His cock pushed in and out, more quickly now, sliding on her wet juices. “Can you feel me Tabby, hard and big in your little hot cunt?”

“Yes, yes, fuck me please.”

The strokes were coming harder and harder now, pounding at her. His balls hitting her butt as he forced himself in. She was moaning with each stroke.

“Shall I cum in your cunt tabby? Shall I? Fill your hot little pussy with my cum? Are you thirsty for that Tabby?”

“Yes, please fill me with your hot cum,” she replied, her breasts forced into the hard top of the desk, the nipples hard.

Still he pumped in and out of her. His cock was huge in her. He had pushed the blouse up her back and was holding her long black hair as he forced it in and out. Her white buttocks wobbling as his balls hit them. His other hand grasped her bra strap, steadying himself.

“Do you want it Tabby? Want my hot cum in your pussy?”

“Yes, yes, fill me, please.”

He let out a low, hard moan and exploded in her. His hot creamy cum erupting into her hot pussy. He collapsed across her back, letting his balls pump themselves dry into her. Then he rolled off her, a dribble of cum sliding from her opening and down her leg.

Quickly he slipped his sticky cock back into his boxers and pulled up the pants. He seemed short of breath as he pulled the chair around behind the desk and collapsed into it.

Tabby climbed down from the desk, a sticky mess in her trimmed pussy hair. She looked at him and smiled.

“Well, get dressed girl,” he said in his teachers voice.

She picked up the skirt, making sure he got a good look at her pussy as she bent down. She zipped it back up and turned to look at him again.

“So you still want to show me your butt eh? Well, for that you better wear your panties home.”

Tabby just smiled. She picked up the disgusting wet panties, sticky with both their cum and slipped them back up her legs. Another dribble of cum slid down her leg. Again she lent forward to put the socks and trainers back on. Once again the blouse opened to allow the teacher to see her breasts in the white lace bra.

“I hope you have learnt your lesson Tabby. Don’t tease me in future and think you can get away with it.”

“I won’t sir,” Tabby smiled back. “I won’t think I can get away with it.”

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She strolled out of the open French doors, into the moonlit night. The warm breeze sensually caressed her naked skin. The smell of the exotic flowers in the garden heightened her senses.

She was anticipating a long, slow swim in the pool to relax after a heavy day at work. She began to walk down the pool steps, the once calm water rippling with her movements, cooling her warm, curvaceous body.

She swam several lengths of breast stroke before stopping to catch her breath at the far end of the pool. She floated on her back, her eyes closed. Her firm breasts rose out of the water, the water droplets on them shining like jewels in the moonlight. She was enjoying the gentle tickle of the water around them, arousing her. She moved upright and relaxed against the edge of the pool, her toned, tanned arms outstretched. She closed her eyes again, floating off into her own dream world.

She heard a faint splash at the opposite end of the pool. She snapped her eyes open and gasped as a tall, naked stranger made his way down the pool steps. His cock was standing hard and proud gaziantep escort as it disappeared into the water. Their eyes met and she smiled, her breathing quickening as she wondered how long he had been watching her.

He swam strongly to meet her at the end of the pool, the growing passion in her eyes drawing him to her. He reached her and lifted his hand up to gently stroke her cheek, moving down over her neck. As he reached her breast she moaned with pleasure and closed her eyes. He circled her nipple just below the water and she could feel her pussy start to tingle.

Suddenly, he cupped her breast in his hand and placing his other behind her head he roughly pulled her towards him pressing his lips to hers. They kissed passionately, his hand fondling her breast, her arms encircling him, pulling him closer. His hard cock pressed against her taught belly, her pussy becoming hotter, her juices mingling with the pool water.

She drew him closer caressing his back and moving her hands down to fondle his arse. He dipped his head below the water to lick and nibble her hard nipples. She moaned with the pleasure she felt sparking through her body. He alternately came up for air and more kisses, their tongues entwined, and more caressing of her nipples with his sensuous mouth.

As they kissed she reached down for his cock. Her desire increased as she found him so hard and ready to fuck her hot pussy. He directed her to once again rest her arms along the edge of the pool before he put his hands under her buttocks to lift her smooth pussy out of the water for his mouth to feast greedily upon. His tongue circled her clit before penetrating her pussy lips, teasing her into ecstasy. As he sucked and licked at her swollen cunt she leaned her head back, closed her eyes and allowed herself to become lost in the waves of passion that darted through every fibre of her body, leaving her shaking with unknown pleasures.

He lowered her back into the water, kissing her once again as he plunged his fingers hard into her aching pussy. She let out a moan, needing to feel his cock inside her, stretching her, taking her, owning her. She pulled him close and as their lips met again she was rewarded with him entering her needy pussy with his huge cock.

She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her, her ecstasy building with each quickening thrust. They were both moaning and gasping as they fucked wildly and passionately in the moonlight. She was close to coming as he expertly pulled out of her, turned her back to him and re-entered her from behind. She held onto the edge of the pool, pushing back to feel his cock filling her deeper than any other.

As he fucked her he fondled her nipples with one hand; with the other he caressed her clit, heightening the sensations flooding through her. She gave a sharp, wild cry as she reached the pinnacle of pleasure and came, just as he shot his spunk into the depths of her wet, hot pussy. She felt him withdraw from her. Her energy all spent she could not move from such pleasures he had given her; she rested her head on her arms at the pool edge.

A few moments later she turned and he was gone. The water was once again calm in the moonlight. Had she been dreaming? She would have believed so were it not for the swollen, stretched feeling in her hot pussy.

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Chapter 2

“Dante, I can’t believe what I just saw.”

“Trixie cheated on her hubby!” Birdie was still in a state of shock. Dante led her by the arm over to his bed and sat her down.

“It’s natural for two horny people to end up naked and fucking like beavers.”

“And you’re full of shit.” Birdie looked up at muscular Dante. He’d removed his Hawaiian shirt and stood before her with a large lump in his pants.

Dante smiled. “Listen Birdie, you can still hear them screwing and screaming.”

Birdie cocked her ear and heard Trixie’s moans and fuck-screams. Birdie shivered and closed her eyes. When she opened them, she found herself staring at Dante’s dark curly pubes.

“What the hell are you doing?”

Dante tugged his zipper down. “Baby, tell me you don’t want to see it? Before she could answer, Dante dropped his pants.

Birdie inhaled as his black prick rose up, stiffened, and pointed at her mouth. “Stop that Dante, put it back in your pants.”

“Too late babe, this rooster is free-roaming.

Birdie’s pussy tingled as the wicked cock throbbed. “Oh my god,” she gasped. “It’s as big as Marcus’s monster-dick.”

“Yes ma’am, my big dick is gonna make you monster happy. Go ahead, touch it.”

“I-I can’t…”

Dante grabbed her hand and forced it around his shaft. Birdie blushed and slid her hand up and down his rigid pole. “There, it didn’t bite you.”

“Not yet,” she whispered.

“A bit bigger than your hubby’s?”

“Just a little,” she lied. “Actually you’re boner is a lot bigger!” Her hand stroked up to the swollen knob, then down to his hefty balls.

“Dante um, I really should go.” Birdie wanted to leave but couldn’t take her eyes off the stiff-as-steel rod in her hand.

“No Birdie, you really should stay!” Dante moved his cock to her lips. “I think you want a taste of my chocolate dick.”

“NO!” she yelled as his prick and pee-hole pressed on her tongue. Birdie scooted away, but Dante hugged her.

“What’s wrong, baby? Don’t you like my prick-pole?”

“No, it’s fucking awesome… But-but I’m married.”

“So what? Trixie’s married, but she’s on vacation from her husband’s puny penis. Now Trixie’s having a good time. A good HARD time.” Dante grinned. “Hell, she’s probably still shreiking in orgasm.”

“B-but I just can’t.”

“Honey, the pirates called this place ‘Bone Island.’ And a gorgeous babe like you should enjoy her vacation on Bone Island.”

“Enjoy it how?” Birdie giggled. “By swallowing your boner?”

“Yep.” Dante laughed. “What happens on Boner Island, Stays on Boner Island!”

Birdie rolled her eyes at his stupid joke. But she leaned forward, kissing Dante’s dick. It squirted out a drop of pre-cum, she licked it off her lips. “Alrighty then.”

Her hand slowly squeezed his hefty shaft. It vibrated with fuck-lust. Birdie stroked his prick with one hand while her other hand massaged his coconut-like balls.

Dante grabbed her head, pulling her puffy lips towards his shining black cock. She kissed it, gaziantep escort licking up another drop of pre-cum. Birdie opened her mouth and sucked his wide cock, taking it deep as she could.

Gosh, she’d sucked off her husband and a few cocks in college. But nothing like this! As Birdie bobbed her red hair, Dante pulled up her t-shirt, releasing her naked tits.

He juggled them, and she felt his prick swelling up and… It spewed into her mouth! Birdie gulped, with his jism sliding down her throat, and his spurting prick filled her mouth again and again.

Birdie choked, her cheeks bulging with cum. Too much cum, it leaked down her chin and tits! But the redhead kept sucking and gulping until she drained his coco-nuts.

Pulling away, Birdie wiped off her face with a towel, then wiped her boobs, and scrubbed more cum off her springy nipples.

Dante watched her clean her tits and nips, and his cock rose up from the dead. Dammit. Birdie stared at the nasty thing. She’d just sucked it off, but his boner wanted more. Boners are always like that!

“I should really leave now.”

“Don’t fly away Birdie, the fun’s just starting.” Dante shoved her back on the bed and lowered his head.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m gonna eat your sweet Georgia Peach.”

****

“Oh Marcus, you’re so damn naughty.” Trixie got down on all fours and buried her head in the pillow as the black man fucked her doggy-style.

As Marcus pumped her pussy, she felt his finger in her butthole. “Trix, I just love your cute, puckered anus.”

Marcus smacked her rump and slowly pulled his cock out. “Don’t stop fucking. Lover, shove that hard cock back in my hot pussy and fuck me like you mean it!”

“Sure Trix.” Marcus pressed his knob against her wet pussy, rubbing it against her clitty. “I’ll put it back in.” He reared back and slammed his cock into her anus.

“WRONG HOLE! WRONG HOLE!” Trixie gripped the sheets as her anus stretched around his giant knob. Trixie whimpered when it punched through her butthole.

“Marcus… it HURTS!”

“Just relax.”

She felt him fuck harder, stretching her anal ring. Trixie whined, “It’s too big Marcus. It’ll rip me!”

“Trixie, now take it up your ass like a good, southern slut. I’m gonna fuck your sweet ass until you’re Luvin’ it.”

Trixie squealed as his cock plowed deeper. He grabbed her hips and pulled her butt onto his cock. “Soo good,” she muttered. “My-my husband never screwed my ass.”

“Ha! So my prick is going where no man has gone before. You liking it yet?”

“Oh yes. Do it. Fuck my ass.” Trixie reached down, teasing her love button.

“That’s it girl. Get into it. Get your rocks off while I ram your ass.”

“Yes sir, fuck my ass harder. Gimme that long black boner.” Trixie diddled her clit faster, feeling an orgasm. “Gonna cum Marcus!”

“Do it slut. Cum with my prick fucking your ass.” He spanked her ass, and her pussy quivered. Marcus slammed in and out of her rectum.

The black guy jerked as his cock spurted wads of hot cum deep into her anal canal. “Oh Marcus, you’re cumming!? I’m cumming too!”

Marcus pulled his still spurting cock from her ass and shot a load across her back. The next spurts hit her blonde hair. When his balls finally emptied, her hair dripped with jism, as more jism slid off her back and down her crack.

****

Birdie held her bikini bottoms in a tug of war with Dante. “Don’t!” The large man ripped them off, exposing her naked twat. “No Dante, this ain’t a good idea!”

“A gentleman always returns the favor, it’s only polite. You ate my cock, so I have to eat your peach.”

Birdie’s hubby ate her peach. He loved it. She loved it. Everyone loved it. Everyone loves to eat sweet Georgia Peaches.

Hell, if Dante wanted to lick her twat, she’d damn sure let him. Birdie laid back on the bed and spread. Dante bent down and stared in her hole.

“Don’t do that!”

Birdie looked up at the ceiling, at her own reflection. Wow, the perv has a mirror above his bed. She watched Dante spread her legs and drop his mouth to her cunt.

Then she felt it. Dante’s tongue. It licked her pussy lips, working its way up to flick her clitty. Birdie squirmed, and her legs opened wider. She gasped when her entire clit was suddenly sucked into his mouth.

Dante licked up her pussy slit like it was an ice cream cone. Birdie gasped again, bucking her hips up into his tongue.

“Don’t stop, keep licking.” Dante went back to eating, more aggressively this time. His tongue lapped and stabbed in and out, tongue fucking her burning fuck-hole.

Birdie squirmed, moaning as her hips writhed on the bed. Clutching the bedsheet, she humped her hips into his thrusting tongue and climaxed. “Ooh Gawd…YES!”

Dante pulled up his boner. “Birdie you ready for some Real Dick?”

“God yes, I’ve never been more ready.” Birdie opened her legs wider as his fat knob pressed against her slit. “Fuck me,” she whispered. “Fuck me hard.”

Dante shoved his prick into her spasming hole. “Damn this a tighter twat than I’m used to. Fucking tight.”

“Fuck yes it is! And you’re a way bigger prick than I’m used to.” The redhead humped into Dante’s cock, wanting it deeper, wanting it fully inside her fuck-hole.

“Deeper Dante!” He groaned and plowed her pussy. Birdie humped her hips up, grabbing his back, pulling him inside her tunnel. “Oh… oh yes, that’s good.”

Birdie purred, with the thrill of being completely stuffed with cock. She looked at the ceiling mirror and couldn’t believe the erotic sight of her white body getting pounded by a muscular black stud.

“You got it, slut,” he growled. Dante shoved the full length of his cock in and out of her pussy. His powerful thrusts forced her down into the spring mattress, which bounced her up against his skewering shaft.

“OH MY GAWD!” screamed Birdie. Her thighs quivered, and her cunt burst into orgasm. “CUMMING!” Birdie’s pussy humped faster than Dante’s prick.

Soon Dante’s hot jism burst from his fuck-hose, flooding her cunt. Birdie jolted a few more times, then collapsed in the cum puddle.

And like a southern gentleman, Dante kissed Birdie then wiped his dick off in her hair before he left.

****

The muscular black man pulled half-drunk Trixie onto all fours. “Again Marcus? You’re hard again?” Trixie bit her lip and buried her head in the pillow as he plowed his prick into her sore cunt.

The muscular guy grabbed her hips and yanked her pussy onto his thrusting cock. “Oh Marcus, you must have an Everlasting Erection—It never goes limp. And it feels even thicker than before.”

“It is thicker, and I ain’t Marcus. I’m Dante!”

“You bastard,” Trixie whispered without even looking over her shoulder. Dante shoved in with a stiff jab. And when his cock erupted, Trixie screamed in orgasm, her pussy skewered by another black prick.

His prick re-filled her cunt with jism. Trixie heard Dante leave and she tried to sleep. But her eyes flew open when a pair of tattooed hands squeezed her naked tits.

The guy whispered, “Knock-Knock?”

****

Birdie was on all fours taking it doggy style, and she loved it.

“Dante I swear your pole is even larger than last time,” she moaned. “Only your long cock can make me cum that hard, Dante,” she moaned, her voice muffled as it was buried in a pillow.

The man spread her ass cheeks and pressed the tip of his thumb against her anus. “Owie!” Birdie squealed like a schoolgirl she felt something poking her butthole. “What are you doing Dante?”

She looked back. “No, Stop. I’m not doing anal—Ever. Take it out Dante! Birdie tried to move, but before she knew it, his fat cockhead rammed through her tiny anus.

“Whoa?” she grunted. “Ow Dante…, what are you doing to me? Ouch!” Birdie’s face scrunched up as his huge cock fucked in and out her bowels. “Dante it hurts. Stop! “Dante can’t you hear me?”

“He can’t hear you!. Dante’s in the next room fucking Trixie. We traded places.”

“What the fuck? Who’s in my ass?” Birdie looked up at the ceiling mirror, and saw MARCUS! Marcus winked and Birdie blushed, watching herself in the mirror, getting assfucked like a whore.

The obscene sight made her pussy quiver and burn. “Marcus, fuck my ass harder! Marcus obliged, pumping his long black dick in and out of her gripping rectum.

Birdie moaned when Marcus slammed his cock in balls deep. “Do it Marcus. Fill my ass up with cum.” She felt his nasty dick twitch and Birdie jolted in orgasm.

Then Marcus’s prick erupted, flooding her bowels with hot jism, and gobs of jism slid down her pussy crack.

Marcus pulled out, and Birdie knew her rosebud rectum would never be the same. She reached back and tenderly touched her gaping butthole—It was the size of a tennis ball!

Birdie collapsed, crying into the pillow. “What’s wrong?” Marcus asked, playfully spanking her ass. “Didn’t you like it?”

“No Marcus… I loved it. And that’s bad, damn bad.”

“Sometimes damn bad is damn good.” Marcus smiled. “And now I’m gonna give your pussy another, Damn Good Fucking!”

Birdie giggled. “Promises, promises.”

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After a few minutes, I carried my bag over and set it on the bed, making sure you felt it against your leg. I opened it and felt inside then removed a few items I would need next, closed it and put it on the floor. I could feel the anxiety as you waited to see what I would do to and with you next.

I sat beside the bed and pulled on my soft leather driving gloves. They were tight on my hands and molded to the shape of my fingers and hand. I rubbed the palm of my right hand against me face to confirm the feel. Perfect.

I rubbed the back of my glove against your left cheek, and felt you pushing slightly against it, welcoming the supple and soft texture. I carressed your cheek and then I climbed on the bed, straddling your chest and I held your head in my hands, raising you up from the pillow. My hands cradled your head and my thumbs pressed against your temples, in gentle massages. I felt you relax under that mellow sensation.

I massaged your cheeks and chin and then moved to your hair, digging my fingers into your thick luxuriant hair, and working my fingers into your scalp. I heard your easy breathing become deeper, yet more paced. I moved down across the scarf that shielded your eyes and I flexed my fingers against the sides of your neck. My thumbs circling down until they pushed up gently under your chin, then moving my hands down to move in slow circles across your chest.

I reached up and squeezed and molded your neck muscles, slowly moving out to your shoulders, then I took your left arm and gripped it with both hands and flexed and plied it as I moved from your shoulder to your elbow and then to your wrist. I pressed my thumb into your palm and worked your fingers back and forth, bending, then straightening them and then moved back down your arm to your shoulders.

I crossed your chest and then massaged your other arm until I was satisfied, then worked my hands back to your neck. I opened my hands and pressed them down on your upper chest and I circled them across your chest above your breasts, I increased the pressure and pushed harder with my finger tips, massaging and breaking down the tension of your muscles until your flesh was a light pink.

Your corset cups restricted my movement and I thought about removing it so I could get to your breasts, but I did not. Instead I rubbed the end of my gloved finger against the nub of your nipples and pressed them down into your breast. By twisting my hand and pressing then releasing I could provoke sighs and groans from your lips. Your writhing motion told me you were becoming more excited by this teasing, so I pressed harder and turned my hand as my finger pushed your nipples into your breasts. Your quiet groans now were loud and coarse and you gasped as I worked on your poor nipples.

Your head was raised as you attempted gaziantep escort to see what I was inflicting on your nipples. Your responses drove me on to tease you even more mercilessly. My fingers and thumbs gripped your nipples and slid over the short length of them, stroking and then pinching and rolling them. Each motion following another and never leaving your nipples free for even a second. Pinching, pulling, rolling, flicking them on and on in coordinated unison, my fingers were so unrelenting, you tried to break free of your bonds as the sensations intensified.

Soon you gasped and screamed as you shook. I pinched your nipples harder and harder as your mouth flew open in silent trauma. I held your nipples tight as I watched you shake and shudder under an orgasm, and I waited silent and still until you collapsed back down on the bed.

I released you and crawled off of you and went back to the bag. I removed a silver chain with two adjustable clamps attached, one on each end. It was about six inches long. I laid it on your chest and I could see you trying to figure out what the metallic thing was on you. I let you wonder as I dug further into the bag.

I moved the bag out of the way and I leaned over you from the left side of the bed and I lowered my lips to your breast and kissed the top of your globular flesh and then circled your nipple and then flicked and sucked it until it stood up aroused and hard, and I stopped for a moment. I watched as it began to soften after a minute or so and I flicked it with my bare finger. Flick….flick….flick. You moaned with each flick and I saw the nipple stiffen again in resistance to that abuse.

After letting it sag and then rearousing it a couple of times, I was ready. I sucked it hard for a few seconds and when I sensed by your gorans it was at it’s maximum state of arousal, I quickly moved back and placed the spring clamp on the side of it. I released the grips and watched to see how hard it pinched your nipple. You shrieked in surprise at the pressure. I removed it and loosened it just a turn then placed it back on your nipple.

You groaned. I pulled the chain to see if the clamp would come off, but it was securely fastened to your flattened nipple. I walked around the bed and started to excite your other nipple, repeating the same play until I had that nipple in a similar state of arousal, then I attached the clamp to it.

The chain between the clamps had about two inches of slack. I picked the chain up and pulled your nipples until your breasts stretched up out of the corset cups. I could see your nipples stretched up from your breasts under the tension. I released the chain and your breasts flee back into the cups. You sighed at the release. I waited for a moment to let you get a breath and I grabbed the chain again and I tugged it again and again and again. Your head was pushed backwards with your chin up and out as you grimaced under the pain and pressure.

After a few more tugs, I left you alone. I sat in the chair and watched you silently. You listened for some clue that would tell you what I was preparing next. I let you wonder for a few minutes more.

I got up and went to the foot of the bed and I grabbed your panties and I held the waistband in my hands and I tore it in two, down the left leg. Your head was raised in surprise at this sudden violent move. I ripped your panties apart and pulled the remnants down onto your thighs. I grabbed a pillow, and pushed it under your ass, raising you up in the air, and at an incline.

Your pussy was gaping open. Your lips were folded slightly, after having been stretched apart by the panties which I had pressed between them. I took my fingers and pulled your lips apart, so I could see the pink wetness inside. I bit your inner thigh with quick little nibbles moving from your knee to the crease betwen your legs and your torso, then moved to the other leg.

I ignored your pussy as I bit and kissed and sucked your thighs. Every time my mouth neared your pussy, you shifted as if trying to move it closer for my kisses, but I avoided your needed pussy as I continued to come ever closer. I blew my breath over your parted lips and heard you moan softly at even that slight attention. I blew again and again and each time you responded with a louder moan until you finally burst out and begged.

“Please, kiss me, lick me, eat me….anything at all, but do something……please.”

I pulled back.

“Shhhhh.”

You suddenly realized you had disobeyed my instruction. You sank back on the bed. I sat still on the end of the bed, not moving.

I let a few minutes pass to see what you would do. When you remained silent, I moved back to you, but this time, instead of kissing your thighs, I worked two fingers into your still sopping wet pussy. I slowly stroked my fingers in and out and then curled them as if I were searching for your g spot. I felt your hips push back up to me and I knew you were still very aroused from all of the play that had been pushing you closer to the edge.

“Your pussy is so wet, baby. I bet it will feel great around my cock.”

I teased you to see if I could provoke an answer, but you wisely remained quiet. Perhaps you were starting to understand the rules of this game. I smiled to myself as I sped up the pace of my fingers. I pushed them deeper and turned my hand with each stroke and you began to work against my hand, raising your pelvis up to my hands. Your pussy was getting wetter and looser as I jammed my fingers into you harder and faster.

You bucked up off of the pillow, throwing your pussy up hard to me, and as I continued thrusting my fingers into you, I took my other hand and felt for your ass. I rubbed against your asshole as I fingered your pussy and soon you clamed down so I could relax your muscles enough to get my finger started into your ass.

You lay still as I slowed my fingering down so I could concentrate on massaging your tight hole. Soon I was able to feel the end of my finger slide into your ass. I held still as I let you get used to the feeling and I stroked my fingers in your pussy a little harder to distract you, then when I fel you relax more, I pushed my finger a little deeper into your ass. You groaned as you felt how deep my finger was. Again, I held still while you aclimated to it. Then I pushed again and soon was able to turn my finger and pull back a little.

As I loosened your ass up, I sped up my fingering of your pussy and then I was able to finger your ass at the same pace as your pussy. I settled into a comfortable position and started to really finger you. My fingers pushed toward each other. My two fingers in your pussy were soaked and your juices ran down your ass, and I used that natural lube on your ass as my finger plunged in and out of your ass.

You groaned and moaned and cooed as I fingered you faster and harder, gauging your reaction to every change in speed and force. I watched your body as you contorted under the pleasure as my fingers charged into you. Fingers curling and turning and probing and slamming and ramming and thrusting into your sweet pussy and tight ass. My cock was wild with need as I smelled your sex scent and saw the red lips that were swollen under my assault, and I marveled at the way your ass held onto my finger as I pulled it back. It seemed to stretch out in an effort to hold my finger inside and when I pushed it back your asshole seemed to suck back in with my finger. It was so tight, I wondered how I would ever be able to get my hard cock up your ass later.

I sped up and my body was sweating as I frantically fingered you. Your moans filled the room and your gutteral cries filled my ears and made my cock throb and jump with desire to join the frantic chaos. And as I drove on you shook and gasped and I felt your contractions as you started to climax, but I kept the same pace and you shook and quivered and bucked up at me as you stayed on that same level of orgasmic explosion. You shook and moaned for at leas two minutes without pause and when you finally fell over the edge, you lay back on the bed exhausted.

I pulled my finger out of you and removed the pillow, allowing you to lie flat on the bed. I kissed your throbbing pussy, just a soft and little lip kiss, and got up off of the bed.

My cock was hard and insistant but I didn’t want to ruin your pussy yet. I wanted you to rest for a few minutes, because I had much more in store for you. I slapped my cock with my hand as I walked to the bathroom.

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… you know when you adore someone, that really special person … who makes your heart jump when you know that they are due to arrive, who by just thinking about something they did the last time you were together can make you sexually excited, whose texts you keep to read over and over again, whose voicemails you save so you can listen to them the next time you are alone and missing them … that’s how she felt about him even though she knew that it wasn’t reciprocated.

He did care about her. He called her pet names that were cute, told her how pretty she was all the time, how sexy, he complimented her on her magnificent chest and her great kissing ability, but they both knew he wasn’t in love with her and had no intention of getting there.

She was gutted but waited in the hope that time would make him unable to resist her, just like it had been so with others before this one, others who had said that they wouldn’t want a “relationship”. Four months down the line though now, how could he not yet have fallen for her — she was slightly insulted by this but he was so sexual and she fancied him so much that when it came down to it, she just took the time that was offered and suffered in silence so to speak.

She hadn’t seen him for a week or so, she had noticed that he was withdrawing his time more and more, which made her more desperate for each visit just in case it was the last.

He’d arrived that evening at 8.00pm as he said he would, they’d chatted and eaten but all she could think about was the knot in her stomach that would be there until he suggested that they went to bed.

He knew how ready she was for him as soon as he arrived because as usual, the first thing he did was check to see if she had any underwear on. He was always turned on by the fact that he didn’t even have to have touched her before she was wet and ready, but even knowing what he did about her state, all he did was kiss her, put his hand inside here top to pinch her nipple and say “ignore it Babe”.

Finally, it was time. She lay naked in bed, aching as if she hadn’t been touched for a year! Waiting for him to confidently stride into her room, lie down next to her and kiss her passionately on the mouth.

Everything happened as she knew it would, she wasn’t sure what was more excruciating; getting to the places he was about to take her to, or the anticipation of knowing that it was coming!

As he kissed her, his right hand traced over her left breast running down her stomach gaziantep escort and finding it’s way between her legs, she hadn’t parted her thighs quickly enough so he tapped her left leg away and slapped the mound of her fanny as a reprimand, sometimes she just wished he’d do it a bit harder but she wasn’t sure if that would make her seem like a pervert so she never said anything.

She was proud of the fact that she was well presented ‘down there’ and virtually hairless. She had no hair underneath at all and just a neat patch in the middle at the front, this fact was why she liked being slapped, as the feel of his hand on her flesh was always sharp and exciting even if it sometimes wasn’t hard enough!

She loved his cock, it was also really neat, longer than average, but not too thick for her. She reached to touch it and he held her wrist saying “not yet Babe, now turn over and kneel up against the wall”.

This is where it really starts…

As she knelt up spread eagled and leaning against the wall that the bed was against, he was behind her. He ran the fingers of his right hand up through her blonde, shoulder length hair and tightened his grip, pulling it firmly back so her head rested on his shoulder, and he kissed her mouth.

Then, he whispered in her ear to “relax” in a slow hypnotic fashion as he let his left hand start to play all over the front of her body, running down her throat between her breasts, back up to play with her nipples, down her side and round to rest on her fanny.

He let go of her hair and traced his fingers down her spine, all the way down to the crack of her arse and then underneath to play in the moisture that now soaked her. As he did that, he dipped inside her for a second before coming back out and slapping her hard on the backside.

“You horny fucker,” he whispered as she was moving her hips with the motion of his hands on her body. He tapped his hand between her thighs and told her to spread them further.

She knew that the further apart her legs were, the more stretched and sensitive her fanny would become and he hadn’t even really started anything yet — she did as she was told and opened her hips by letting her knees slide out to each side.

He told her to move her left arm so he could suck her nipple. She made room and rested her hand on the back of her head as he moved in with his mouth to suck her breast and simultaneously found her clitoris with his left hand, which he started to gently rub in a circular motion.

She dropped her head back and moaned as he sucked harder on her nipple and inserted his right hand from behind between her legs, it was deep and the motion was probing, she had no idea what he was exactly doing when he did that but it was an unbelievable sensation.

As he started to build things up, he knew she wouldn’t be able to kneel up for too long so he moved his head so she could lean back against the wall and worked harder on her clit.

She was moving hard and fast against his hand making it go deeper inside her with every stroke, she cried out and he took his hand off her clit and started slapping her arse saying “come on Babe, you know you want to!”

“I can’t” she said back “it’s too much, oh FUCK, don’t stop, don’t stop please!”

He slapped her again and told her to get on all fours, this she did gladly and sank her shoulders towards the bed so she could push her arse even further up for him to access.

The view that he had of her body now from behind was very erotic, he had his right hand inside her and could see her moving backwards and forwards onto him.

From time to time, she would get up on all fours again and he could look underneath to her left to see her ample tits swinging as they hung from her as perfect pendulums with nipples hard as rock.

Once she sank back down again, he could see the expression of ecstasy on her pretty face as it was lying in the bed turned to the left.

All this time working inside her and outside on her clit with both of his hands, he was waiting for her to ejaculate like she so often did. He knew she didn’t like the thought of it but it was so sexy for him so he pushed and pushed until she did it most times.

As he knew they were nearly there, he positioned himself to be kneeling behind her, slightly to her left, so he could lay his head on her arse as he worked feverishly to bring her to climax.

She had been in a state of orgasm for what seemed like ages and all she was saying was that she couldn’t do it any more but he knew she could, so still with his head lying across her, he said “come on Babe, just ignore it and let it go!”

As he rubbed on her clit even harder and she screamed out “Oh Fuck, don’t stop, don’t stop Baby please don’t stop”. Her breathing got heavier and her screams got louder, he knew the window was open and loved the thought that everyone would be able to hear, especially because he knew that she would be mortified once she realised — he was bringing out her sexual side he thought!

As she buried her head in the pillow saying over and over again “I can’t, I can’t” he felt the liquid spurt over his hand and he was satisfied that she had done enough. He pulled his soaking hand from inside her and slapped and rubbed her backside saying “you’re so sexy, you have no idea, look at how wet everything is.”

He knew that made her embarrassed but he genuinely loved it and thought she should too, after all, not all women could cum like that let alone ejaculate – he called it her “special gift!”

Once she had her breath back, he told her to turn over onto her back so he could lick her. “I can’t do it again,” she said, but he was determined to taste the result of his efforts. He loved going down on her, he said it was an explosion of all his senses; the taste, the smell, the vision of her most intimate parts wet and splayed open for him, and best of all the sounds that she made when he hit the right places.

“Please Sweetie, let’s do something for you” she begged. “This is for me” he replied and started licking slowly and firmly. “Spread your legs wider Babe, I need to see ever thing”, he said as he tapped her exposed fanny, she flinched and then felt him dip his fingers back inside her as he flicked his tongue back and forth.

It felt great, just on the edge between pleasure and pain but she knew she couldn’t.

“Sweetie I can’t, I really can’t” she said and pulled away, quickly sitting up and taking hold of his cock. She rubbed it hard and fast saying that she wanted him to cum.

She was the only one of his girl friends to have ever pulled him off manually as he needed it to be done quite vigorously, but he stopped her and lay her down saying that if he was going to cum he would be doing it inside her.

She had very tight pelvic floor muscles and he loved the sensation when she gripped his shaft internally. He could pull out virtually to complete with drawl and slide back in because she was always so wet. When he climaxed and she tensed up, he could feel her squeezing every thing out of him, one thing was for sure for him … sex here was undoubtedly great!

Once he had cum, he made her lye back again so he could go down on her. He drank in the pleasure of their sex and she was lost in the sensation again, this time of his hands and mouth working together on her. There was no point fighting him for it, she knew he’d do it if he wanted to and she’d cum again whether she was ready to or not. It wasn’t always this way, sometimes it was all about the fucking but that’s another story…

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It was a stormy night; the wind howled through the woods and beat against the house as she stood at the kitchen sink staring out at the tumult of rain and leaves; it wasn’t the storm that bothered her she wasn’t afraid, there was something else out there tonight. The clock in the other room had just finished chiming; it was 8 o’clock and the kids were already in bed and she was just finishing the dishes. Usually babysitting took her mind off of everything else, but all she could seem to think about tonight was him. She shook her head to try and clear her thoughts, trying desperately to think of something else, but her thoughts always drifted back to him and the way his strong hands felt as they roamed her smooth, delicate skin and the weight of his body as it pressed into hers. Out of nowhere, the cat jumped up on the counter and broke the spell that had so pleasantly wove itself around her. Finishing her work, she checked on the kids before she made her way into the playroom to try to find something on TV to occupy her mind.

For a Saturday night, it was a surprise to find a paucity of good shows on. Flipping through channel after channel she couldn’t seem to find anything that peaked her interests; then something caught her eye. The couple was rolling around in the bed, kissing and fucking for all they were worth, all she could hear were gasps, moans and the sweet sounds of their bodies slapping against each other in a frenzy of sweat and lust. It was hard to believe you could find this on public access this early at night but she didn’t care because her pussy was on fire, she yearned to feel his fingers on her, in her and his tongue, god she wanted to feel his tongue dance on her clit; what she wanted most was to feel his large shaft pumping in and out of her.

The storm was picking up a little; she could hear the trees creak as they swayed in the breeze, one flash of lightening, then another. The thunderclaps followed shortly, joining in a powerful explosion of sound that rocked the house to its foundation. With that, the cable cut out, soon followed by the rest of the electricity. She gave up all hope of finding something else to do in the dark and curled up on the couch trying to find sleep and forget how aroused she was. Every time she closed her eyes though, all she could see his body and she ached to touch and taste him. She was so wet just thinking about him; he didn’t have to touch her or even be near her to turn her on; just thinking about him and about having him in her mouth was enough to make her sopping wet. She was past wanting him, she needed him, she needed a release and it was just too tempting to give into her desires and relieve some of her cravings; her hand crept under the waistband of her skirt and panties and she was soon lost in a world of pleasure as she rubbed her clit in little circles. She was wet enough that her finger just slid in; soon she was fucking herself with one then two fingers.

She mimicked the movements his hands had made so many times, all the time pretending they were his hands. gaziantep escort Her hips rocking to the rhythm her fingers set; she pretended it was his cock and not her own hand. Her moans were getting louder she tried to be quiet and ended up tossing from side to side in an effort to be silent and not wake the sleeping children upstairs. She pulled on her lips imagining it was him sucking on them and flicked her clit lightly just like he had done so many times before thrusting her fingers back in her hot little hole.

It all felt so real, she could swear it was his mouth on her and his hard cock filling her. Then she felt hands stroking her thighs, pushing the fabric of the skirt higher and pulling her panties off. Without being told, she knew it was him. Only he knew the contours of her body so well and only his hands could feel like molten velvet on her satiny skin. She could feel his balmy breath on her inner thigh; she fought back a cry as her first orgasm of the night raked through her body leaving her a quivery mass of gasps and moans. “Oh god, oh please, oh, oh, oh, ohhhhhhh!” His hand covered her mouth as he replaced her hand with his mouth, hungrily sucking and licking her juices as her body shook with her release. He continued his tender assault on her person determined that she would climax again before he did anything else to her eager, supple body. He buried his face between her legs breathing in her scent, knowing that she was wet because of him. His tongue flicked her already stimulated clit back and forth then side to side, he could hear her gasping for air as one orgasm rolled into another. The flicking of his broad tongue soon turned to little circles; he had to hold onto her hips as she bucked against his mouth and begged him to take her. “All in good time, there’s no need to rush,” he whispered as he sucked one then the other lip into the sweltering heat of his mouth.

His hands traveled up her body to caress her breasts; he could feel her nipples harden at his touch and poke through the thin material of her white shirt and lace bra. He loved how responsive her body was to him; the slightest touch and she was boneless with wanting him. Before she knew it, he had removed her top and bra and was sucking on her pink nipples and cupping the small pert mounds. Her body arches against his; every time he sucked on the responsive nub, it sent a jolt straight to her clit, making her wetter and wetter. “Please, oh god I want you so much, oh please,” she begged but he intended to tease her a little more and really make her want him. Wearing only her little red plaid skirt they tumbled off the couch to the floor as her hands began to wander his firm body. She could feel the outline of his hard-on against her thigh as her hands began to tug at his shirt. Soon he was topless; she ran her hand over his smooth chest, loving the feel of him against her palms, but she was not satisfied until all of him was naked and bare to her touch.

He enthusiastically sucked and flicked her nipples with his tongue as she diligently worked on his belt buckle and zipper. She took a moment to slip her hand into his pants to grab his hard cock in her hand and feel it get harder as she stroked him. She loved the way he gasped whenever she touched him, and she could never get enough of touching him. Tugging his pants off she felt his hand wandering up her legs and under her skirt to cup her ass before her began to play with her clit once more but with his fingers this time. Once his jeans were off, his boxers quickly followed; his cock stood straight up, begging to feel the searing heat of her mouth on it. She would not disappoint him, besides there was nothing she enjoyed more than having him in her mouth. Well, there was one thing she enjoyed more but she would have that later.

She took his shaft in her hand and licked him balls to head before she sucked the head into her mouth. Working her way down his cock, she bobbed up and down, each time going a little farther until she had fit as much of him in her mouth as she could. He felt huge tonight, larger than before, he filled her, and she was barely able to fit him in her mouth. She began to bob her bead up and down using her hand on what she could not fit in her mouth, slow, firm strokes while she sucked and flicked the underside with her tongue while she used her other hand to play with his balls. Every now and then, she would alternate bobbing up and down on his shaft with sucking the head and twirling her tongue around it and flicking it. She didn’t want him to cum too soon; she wanted more out of him tonight than just a blowjob. He now had his fingers buried in her as she continued to suck his cock with renewed vigor.

Her skirt was wrenched off body as he pushed her back onto the carpet, sweeping toys left and right out of the way. He chucked the Barbie and her dream car across the room as he leaned in to kiss her, the first kiss of the night. Their tongues mated entwining and dancing; their breathing labored as each one drank in the taste of the other. She had her arms wrapped around his neck, savoring the feel of his body on hers and the sweltering heat of his mouth. His hands tangled in her hair before trailing down to caress her body. They had both had enough, “I need to feel you in me, I want to feel you fill me, please, I need you,” she was to the point of desperation; she would do anything to have him in her, and he knew it, but he was beyond caring that he had that control over her because he wanted her just as much, “I know babe, I know, I want you too.”

She was so wet that he easily slid into her hot channel. He could feel the walls of her pussy clutch his cock like a vice grip as he pushed all 8 inches into her; she was so hot, so wet, it was heaven on earth. She clutched at his shoulder as she fought back another orgasm, arching her body and rocking her pelvis into his. She threw her head from side to side in a silent scream as she left the explosion of pleasure shoot through her. Then they froze, for in the midst of their wild tryst they had awakened the little girl who was calling for her babysitter because she had had a bad dream. Gasping for air and trying to catch her breath, she managed to say, “Katie, sweetheart, stay upstairs. Why don’t you get a drink of water and go back to bed? It was just the storm, don’t be worried, just go to sleep!” She waited in silence as she heard the sink turn on then off and the pitter-patter of little feet as Katie made her way back to bed.

All the while, he never missed a beat; he kept pumping in and out of her kissing her neck and telling her how much he wanted her. Fear of being caught was the last thing on her mind now as she began to buck her hips to meet his thrusts. Whenever their bodies joined, pleasure was not far behind and soon another orgasm was rocking her body. She bit her lip and buried her face in the junction of his shoulder and neck trying to silence her cries of ecstasy. She ground her hips into his and continued thrusting knowing that it would lead to more pleasure.

Their eyes met as her orgasm diminished; he was close to finishing too, she could tell by the look in eyes and by the rapid pace he was setting. She tightened her pussy and wrapped her legs around him; his movements became increasingly frantic as he pummeled her. Taking her hands in his, their fingers intertwined they kissed as they fucked each other on the floor of a child’s playroom. They were both on the verge of a massive orgasm. She began to moan as it hit her first, she clutched at him as she moan his name and God’s as he finished; the look on his face as he finished was breathtaking. With one last thrust, she could feel the heat of his cum fill her as he collapsed on top of her. She held him and kissed him, loving the feel of his hot, sweaty skin against hers.

They lay there holding each other as their pulses and breathing returned to normal, lazily kissing and stroking the other’s body. He had to go soon though, she knew that the children’s parents would be home any minute. Reluctantly, they found their clothing and donned them; he was just buckling his belt when they heard the garage door. He grabbed a quick kiss then left while she finished making herself look decent. They made their way inside and found Kim laying on the couch watching TV; at some point the power had come back on.

“Hi, Kim, were the kids ok? Oh you look like you just woke up, were you sleeping?”

“Yeah, there was a storm and the power went out, nothing else to do but sleep.” Nothing else to do she thought with a smile, ‘I certainly found something to do tonight.’

“Did we lose power?”

“Yeah, it came back on sometime, I don’t remember when, I was busy…sleeping. Well, I will should be getting home it’s late.”

They paid her and wished her well as she walked out to her car. She could feel his cum leaking out of her and soaking her panties and even a little running down her leg as she got in her car and drove home. She was a little preoccupied on the way back, her thoughts on all the wonderful dreams she was going to have tonight. When she saw the car behind her flash their lights, she knew that the fun way just beginning for tonight. But that’s another story for another time.

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