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This is my entry in Literotica 2022 April Fools Day Story Contest, set in small-town western America in 1975. Don’t worry, the joke’s not on you.

“Want me to freshen that?” Peg had a coffee pot in hand with just enough coffee left to swirl around the bottom.

Abner pushed his cup across the counter. “Sure, why not? I ain’t sleepin’ any time soon.”

Only the brightest lights from outside showed through the diner’s big windows: headlights on the highway, the traffic light at Main changing from yellow to red, the flickering neon sign on Shorty’s little market across the street. Inside, a young waitress bent over a booth to wipe off a table, and the salt and pepper shakers clattered against the napkin dispenser as she arranged them.

The coffee in the pot was hardly fresher than the coffee Abner already had, but Peg emptied it into his cup. He watched the view from behind as Peg poured water into the coffee maker and added grounds for the next pot.

The way Peg pinned her hair up, the way she tied that stained apron across the spread of her hips, even the way her red lips curled when she turned back and found him watching—they had all become familiar.

Peg stopped and watched the new girl work as a train rumbled on the tracks out past the highway. “You done your taxes yet?”

“I have a mess to file this year.” Abner turned to look when a pickup blasted its horn. Some kid whooped from the passenger seat as it ran the red light, and Abner looked back at Peg. “More mouth-breathers from Edgarville?” He cocked his head at Peg. “Doc Dillon finally passed?”

“Did. Now it looks like I’m gonna have a little time for another book keepin’ client.”

“I’m in,” Abner said, and gave Peg a thumbs up while the waitress tossed her cleaning rag on the counter and climbed onto the stool beside him. Peg dropped the rag into a bucket under the counter and pointed at the girl. “Abner, you know Jeanie? This is her second night.”

Jeanie tossed her dark ponytail over her shoulder and stopped chewing her gum to smile. She was young enough to be Abner’s daughter. That upturned little nose was kinda cute.

“How long have you guys known each other?” Jeanie asked.

Peg rolled her eyes. “Since grade school, and that’s been an age. I’ve been here all that time, but Abner, he’s been gone for a while.”

“Must be good to get outta here,” Jeanie said. She rubbed her forearms and shivered. “It’s chilly in here and it’s slow. Jake’s even sleepin’ in back.”

Abner tipped his cup and finished his coffee. “Snow tomorrow, so count your lucky stars tonight.”

Peg glanced into the kitchen. “Jake can sleep as long as the kitchen’s clean and the place is empty.” She checked the coffee pot and then the clock over the order window. “It’ll be hoppin’ after the Continental bus gets in.”

The minute hand clicked past twelve, and Peg gave Abner a wink. “It just turned April. You could tell Jeanie your April Fool’s Day story. That’ll keep her busy.”

Abner pushed his empty cup away. “Hardly anyone’s heard that story but you, and it was years ago.” He cocked his head at Jeanie. “Peg hears all the stories.”

Jeanie turned on her stool to face Abner. “Go ahead. I’m not goin’ anywhere, and I love old lies.”

Abner raised one eyebrow at Jeanie then nudged his cup toward Peg. “Keep it comin’, and you’ll get a story.”

Peg splashed coffee from the fresh pot into Abner’s cup and leaned against the counter to listen.

“Guess you’d say I was a late bloomer,” Abner said. Peg laughed and covered it up with a cough. “Mom was startin’ to worry about me. I was eighteen and about done with school, but I was still a skinny, pimply kid. Didn’t know my way ’round girls at all.

“My big sister, Megan made fun of me all the time, and mostly I didn’t even get it. She was a piece of work, let me tell you. She was two years older than me and married a railroader when she was right outta school. He was gone a lot, and that left her with time on her hands.”

“Her and that Sharon Saddler,” Peg said. “Not Sherry, mind you. Sharon. They were the biggest gossips around.”

Jeanie stopped Abner from going on. “Wait, is that the Saddlers with the big ranch down south of here?”

“Yep,” Abner said. “‘Sharon married into that, and that made her and Meg cousins. I mean, their husbands were cousins, so it was like they were family.

“They sat together up front in church like they were better than us, and if there was anything you needed folks to know, you just told either one of ’em. People from Sherman to Horse Springs would know about it in a New York minute.”

A gust of wind shook the diner, and sand rattled against the front windows. “Maybe that storm’ll be here a little early,” Peg said.

Abner shrugged. “Could happen.”

“Back in those days, the Volunteer Fire Department had a fundraiser every April Fool’s Day. They called it the Liar’s Auction. The idea was to donate somethin’ worthless Örnekköy Escort and give the auctioneer a funny lie about why it was so valuable.

“Like old Ms. Webster that year—she gave ’em a chipped tea pot, but her story was that it could conjure up a genie that’d wash your dishes and do your laundry.

“It was supposed to be a fun way to get some money out of crap that was just goin’ to the dump anyway, but Meg got the idea that she’d sell me at the auction—or maybe it was Sharon that came up with that. I never really knew which one started it.”

“You’d have to agree to something like that,” Jeanie said. She looked from Abner to Peg. “Wouldn’t you?”

Abner shrugged. “Sure, but they couldn’t tell me the truth or I wouldn’t agree. They told me they were sellin’ me for window-washin’. I was OK with that, ’cause I wasn’t washin’ anybody’s windows.

“Come the middle of March they started spreadin’ a different story around so everyone but me would know their joke before the auction. They figured no-one would tell me, and they were almost right.”

Jeanie leaned on the counter and looked at Peg. “This story has a long build-up, doesn’t it?”

“It’s a long story, dear,” Peg said. “Just listen.”

“OK, I’ll play,” Jeanie said. “What’d they tell everybody else?”

“Their story was that they were sellin’ me for stud service. They said I was a proven performer ’cause I served every girl in Edgarville. They were makin’ fun of me, and they were makin’ fun of every girl in Edgarville.”

“Wait,” Jeanie said, and looked from Abner to Peg. “Y’all know I’m from Edgarville, right?”

“We know that hun,” Peg said. She reached across the counter and tapped Jeanie under her chin. “Now try chewin’ that gum with your mouth shut.”

“It was the same then as it is now,” Abner said. “We all go to the same high school, but sometimes folks from Grover and folks from Edgarville don’t get along. It’d been that way ever since the two towns were built.”

Peg looked up when headlights glared through the diner windows. A pickup stopped out front. Its lights went dark, and a thick-set man in a heavy coat ducked his hat against the wind and pulled the outside door open. He stomped his feet on the mat and bought yesterday’s paper from the vending machine.

Cold air swirled after him when he stepped through the inside door. He looked around, and Jeanie said, “Sit anywhere you want.” She gave him a grin and her ponytail bobbed when she slipped off the stool. “I’m your waitress.”

Abner glanced over his shoulder, but he tried not to be noticed. “Know him?” he asked.

Peg shook her head. “Not from here. It’s dry out, but he stomped like he had snow on his boots. Probably over from Wyoming.”

Jeanie poured coffee and got her customer a slice of Peg’s apple pie. She stopped with her hand on her hip to chat, and then refilled Abner’s cup before she put the pot away.

“He came all the way from Casper,” she said. She leaned on the counter beside Peg with her elbows on the counter and her chin in her hands.

Abner nodded to Peg—she was almost always right—and smiled at the view down the ruffled shirt that Peg made Jeanie wear for work. Jeanie whispered so her customer wouldn’t hear. “So, if nobody told you the story, how’d you figure it out?”

“The folks had Meg over for dinner that Friday night, and I heard her tell the tale to someone on the phone. It explained why people’d been giving me funny looks for a couple days.

“I coulda said ‘no’ right then, but if I did, then I wouldn’t have this story to tell. Besides, I hardly knew what that meant—servin’ every girl in Edgarville. What I knew was that they were already makin’ a fool of me. I stared at the ceiling that night and decided to try and fix it.

“I worked Saturday at the Coast to Coast, and people probably thought I was an idiot ’cause I couldn’t think of much but what I was gonna do. I hopped the westbound freight after work, and the damned thing didn’t even stop in Edgarville. I had to jump off, and it rolled me in the dirt by the stockyard.

“Dusted myself off ’til I only smelled a little like cow shit and then went lookin’ for girls.”

“Eew,” Jeanie said, and wrinkled her nose. She pushed herself back from the counter and picked up the coffee pot. “Be right back.”

They watched Jeanie earn her tip, and Peg said, “Best Edgarville has to offer.”

Abner turned his stool to look at Peg. “Suppose she’ll be around much longer?”

“Nah. She’s goin’ off to college. She’s been outta school for nearly a year, but she stayed around to help her mom. There isn’t much to keep a girl here or in Edgarville.”

Jeanie handed the nearly-empty coffee pot to Peg. “He likes your pie. Said he’ll stop on the way back and maybe try the cherry.”

She sat with Abner again. “So, Mr. Stinky, where’d you go lookin’ for girls?”

Abner snorted at Jeanie and said, “I didn’t smell that bad. Had no plan, even Escort Örnekköy after tossin’ all night. The market on the highway was close, so that’s where I started.

“There was a woman busy at the cash register. There was an old couple buyin’ butter, and a lady that dragged her kids past the Cheerios. I was gettin’ discouraged ’til I found two girls I kinda knew, laughin’ over the cucumbers. They were soft girls,” Abner straightened his back and cupped his hands in front of him, “with big, soft boobs.”

“The brunette looked up and sneered at me before I could even remember her name. ‘Dang me if it ain’t Abner Johnson, the boy that’s done every girl in Edgarville.’

“Irene. Her name was Irene. She graduated from high school the same time as my sister, but they weren’t friends.

“The other one was Carol, and she stepped away from me. Maybe it was the smell, I don’t know. She told me, ‘Must notta been too good. I don’t remember it.’

“I stood there by the turnips like some fool. I didn’t have much to say at first.”

Jeanie glanced at her customer then looked at Peg and jerked her thumb at Abner. “Was he always that slick with girls?”

“Oh, hun,” Peg said, “you couldn’t look at this suave hunk of man now and even imagine what he was like then.”

Jeanie laughed, and Abner shrugged. “We all start somewhere,” he said.

“I told them that Meg and Sharon made up that story, and I didn’t want ’em mad at me for something I didn’t do. I toted their groceries so they knew I was sincere, and we ended up at the diner on Main.

“Irene looked over her chicken fried steak at me like she was gonna catch me in a lie. ‘Now every girl in Edgarville wants to get your sister and her friend, but why are you mad? Are you that put off by the idea of doin’ a girl from Edgarville?’

“That’s when the waitress shoved my shoulder and told me, ‘Move over, Abner.’ She had a stray lock of dark hair that she tucked behind her ear. ‘You’re the only table I got, so I’m sittin’ down to hear this.’ That was Becky. We were in school together.

“I musta turned red. I told ’em, about the Liar’s Auction, and Becky laughed the loudest. ‘Abner here hasn’t done any girl yet, right?’ She nudged me with her shoulder. ‘The joke’s on him more than it’s on us.

“Maybe I got even redder, and Carol said, ‘Now that’s just sad.’ She looked at Irene and she looked at Becky. ‘Someone needs to fix those girls.'”

“They talked so that I could hear some of what they said, and some I couldn’t. Then Becky got another table, and Carol and Irene pulled me out of the booth. I hauled their groceries, and they hauled me down Main to an apartment over the gift shop.

“We went ’round back and up some stairs. I was gonna leave when their groceries were put away, but Carol made herself scarce and Irene handed me a beer. ‘You aren’t leavin’ yet,’ she said, and she pulled me to the couch.”

Peg held her hand up and said, “Just a sec.” The man from Casper folded his newspaper. He left it on the table and Peg met him at the cash register.

“Damn,” Jeanie said, “Now I’m trying to figure out whose moms Carol and Irene are.” She slipped off the stool, brushed by Abner, and left to take care of the table.

Abner nursed his coffee until Peg came back. She watched Jeanie wipe the table and whispered, “Does she look like you might’ve seen her before?”

“She does, a bit.” Abner said and sat back while Peg filled his cup.

Jeanie touched Abner’s shoulder when she stopped beside him. “I was watching you guys. I think my ears are burnin’.” She looked from Peg to Abner, and neither one of them denied it, but neither one of them explained themselves. Jeanie shrugged. “Irene just put you on the couch. I think I can tell where this is going.”

“Yeah?” Abner raised his eyebrow at Jeanie. “The question is, do you want the ‘PG’ version, or the ‘X’ version?”

“The real story was pretty ‘X’.” Peg said. “Let’s get the real story.”

“I like some truth, anyway,” Jeanie said and climbed back on her stool. “As long as we’re the only folks here, I’ll take that ‘X’ version.”

“That was ’bout twenty-five years ago,” Abner said. “Some of it I forget. Some of it I remember like yesterday. Irene turned on the radio. It started with the news from Korea, but it switched to a Patti Page song before she sat down next to me. That’s when I knew something was up.

“She snuggled in close and told me, ‘We’re goin’ to start fixin’ those girls right now. Pretty soon, that big lie of theirs won’t be such a big lie.'”

“I never drank much before, so my head was spinnin’ a little when she touched my leg. I took a second to figure I should put my arm around her.

“Irene got all soft, and her breath was hot on my neck.” Abner pointed to a spot below the line of his jaw. “Right here.”

“Now, I kissed a girl once, but not like that.” Abner watched the lights reflected in his coffee and swirled the cup before he looked Örnekköy Escort Bayan up at Jeanie. “She was older than me, and she knew stuff I didn’t know. You know how it is when things get too excitin’ and shit just happens?”

Jeanie hesitated before she nodded and Abner went on. “By the time I slowed down to catch my breath, I had Irene’s big boob in my hand, she had her hand down my jockeys, and I couldn’t tell you how we got that way.”

“Irene told me how much she liked bein’ the first girl to get her hand down my pants, and then she had ’em both there. Took her all of a second, I think, then I was gruntin’, and she was laughin’ in my ear. I jizzed all over us.”

“So that was the first time a girl got you off?” Jeanie asked.

Abner nodded. “Was, but not the last time even that night.

“I was in la-la land with Irene wrapped around me when Carol started tuggin’ on my pants. She’d gone off, and when she came back she wasn’t wearin’ anything I could see but an old flannel shirt.

“Irene handed me my beer, and Carol said, ‘Gimme these.’ Didn’t know what she had in mind, but I lifted my butt so she could pull my pants off. I swigged the beer and handed it to Irene, and Carol got up and straddled my lap.

“There was all that near-naked girl on me and so many things I wanted to do all at the same time that Carol and Irene both laughed at me. I opened that shirt, and my God, she was like some kinda buffet.

“That’s when Irene got up and let us be. Carol got between my legs, leaned over my lap, and squeezed my dick between her boobs. I never even thought about how that might feel, and it was too much for me. At first, I didn’t see much but that old tin-tile ceiling, and then all I saw were the lights behind my eyes. Didn’t even know what I was doin’, but I grabbed Carol’s hair, and I sprayed baby batter all over her big tits.”

Peg watched a car slow down on the highway and turn in to the diner. She pointed to get Jeanie’s attention when a couple headed for the door. “Somethin’ else to keep you busy.” Peg waited until they were through the door and told them, “Just sit wherever you want.”

Jeanie slipped off the stool beside Abner and nudged him with her shoulder as she passed. “You hold that thought,” she said.

Peg waited until Jeanie reached the table with two menus and the coffee pot then she leaned over the counter. “How’d your taxes get complicated? You ain’t worked a day since you moved back here, have you?”

Abner shrugged. “I’ll work when I want to. Angie always did the books, so now I need help.”

Peg stepped back and watched Jeanie. “Looks like she’s selling ’em on breakfast. I’m going to get Jake up.”

Abner hunched over his coffee cup and waited alone until Jeanie left her order at the pickup window. She took Peg’s place leaning on the counter and kept her voice low while she watched her table. “So now you’ve made a mess. What’s next?”

Jake snatched Jeanie’s order, and Peg settled on the stool beside Abner before he answered. “I hopped the mail train back home that night, and next day after church I borrowed Mom’s old Ford and headed back to Edgarville. I thought those girls had a plan, and I was goin’ along with whatever it was.

“I waited on the stairs to Irene and Carol’s apartment, and they had Ann with ’em when they got home. Ann was a plain-lookin’ girl, and her Sunday dress and her pink lipstick didn’t change that. She pulled her sweater around her shoulders, dangled her little beaded purse in front of her, and looked me up and down—mostly down, you know?

“Carol and Irene wanted me to go with Ann. I didn’t want to go at first. Didn’t see how she was supposed to do me any good, but it was their plan. I walked Ann to Mom’s Ford like some kinda gentleman.

“Ann was as quiet at first as she was mousy, and she pointed me to a farmhouse on the edge of town. We coulda walked there, but I drove and she had me pull into the tractor shed where no-one would see the Ford. She started talkin’ while we walked to the house.

“‘Mom and Dad went to Florida for the winter, and they left me here to watch the place.’ We walked around the chicken coop and scattered the flock of chickens, and she opened a gate to the garden. ‘It’s been lonely, especially with John drafted and all.’

“I followed Ann through the kitchen door, and she told me, ‘We were gonna get married, but he got sent off to the Army. So we decided to wait.’ She left her purse and her sweater on the table and hauled me through the kitchen then up some narrow stairs to her bedroom. She stopped in front of a mirror and turned around close to me. ‘Damn if he didn’t find some other girl as soon as he was gone.’

“Ann ran her hand down my chest then turned around and faced the mirror. She held her hair up and said, ‘Undo me.’

“She wasn’t askin’, and I didn’t stop to think about it. Something about her smelled real good. There was a hook at her collar and a zipper down her back. I never figured out how girls pull a zipper like that up, but I could pull it down.

“Ann slipped the sleeves off her arms and lifted the dress over her head. Maybe she was kinda plain, but watchin’ her hang her dress in the closet, and watchin’ her shimmy out of her slip was all it took to get me hard.

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His finger. Just one. It was what he had promised her tonight- nothing more.

They had to start somewhere. Her own fingers were slim and delicate and explored gently. She’d bought a small vibrator, but had only used it to tease her clit so far. So she asked him if he would start helping her stretch out so she could fit him inside- a little training.

If it was anything like when she took his finger in her *mouth*, he would go just deep and just rough enough to make her eyes roll back.

She started there tonight, actually. Their first touch of the night was an inexperienced handhold in the glow of a movie. The buzzing nervous energy of her hand brushed along his, tracing the finger that would stretch her open for the first time tonight.

It didn’t take long after that for him to coax her to lie back against the couch and submit underneath him. She pulled his hair and massaged his shoulders while he kissed her. She was familiar with his lips, his neck, his chest, his strong taut biceps. The fluttering tension in her groin sparked and leapt as he kissed and bit her neck down to the collar of her shirt.

He had only touched her breasts a few times before, and it still amazed her how good and right it felt to have him knead her, even through layer of fabric.

This didn’t satisfy his lust for long. His hand slid right up her shirt, lifted it up and wrapped it around her wrists, loosely tying them together above her head. Her puffy nipples reacted to the air and tightened into firm nubs. Ready to be sucked.

One large hand wrapped around the soft fatty tissue of her left boob and began to firmly knead. The motion proceeded up her breast towards her nipple, then climaxed in a pinch and gentle twist of the sensitive nub. He repeated the motions until he was practically milking her. Though nothing was ready to be squeezed out just yet, it felt like a promise of more to come.

After a few moments of squeezing and spoiling her big tits with his hands, he bent down and started nursing. She arched her back, trying to offer more of her body to him and in return he brought his thigh up for her to dry hump.

She reveled in the feeling of slick starting to leak through the thin fabric covering her cunt. She wanted to be so wet for him. Wet enough for him to finger fuck her tight little pussy, and someday, someday, she would be ready to take his dick.

Truth be told, she hadn’t seen it in full, yet. He had been training her slowly, so she had rubbed him off through his shorts but this could be the first night she saw him unbound and fully erect. She rubbed the bulge in his jeans eagerly with her crotch sliding her soaked panties up and down inch after inch of impossibly long and thick ridge in his jeans.

That thick strong finger traced down her belly, pushed her away from grinding on his dick, and roughly pulled the v of her underwear up, flicking the sloppy fabric back and forth against her groin, then ripping it forcefully down her legs. The strength of the movement made her legs shake. Her clit was swollen and big- big enough to feel when he pressed his hand down into her dripping wet pussy lips.

The pads of his fingers pushed in ever so slowly through the tight little hole of her cunt. He had to push fairly hard before she split open around him, but as soon as he broke the seal between her legs he was immediately deep inside of her.

“Fuck!” She gasped out in surprise at the intrusion. She was slippery enough for him to be knuckle deep without any effort, so he knew it was just the shock of being entered by another person for the first time. Kültür Escort He let her adjust for a moment, then started exploring and petting the spongy walls closed around his finger.

She would gasp every now and again as he calmly pulled his finger back and forth.

“Do you want more?” His vice was even but bristling with command.

“Yes.” He pulled out, lined up his thick pointer finger with his middle and pushed her a little wider. They rocked together, fingers curling and twisting in and out, dominating the walls of her cunt.

He didn’t ask about the third finger, but the gasp when he roughly shoved it inside told him that he made the right choice.

“You know why I’m fucking you with my fingers like this?”

She couldn’t speak yet, so he continued. “For my dick. So I can fuck you with my huge cock.” He thrust in as deep as he could one last time, then slid his dripping fingers out.

He leaned back above her, slowly, undid his belt, unzipped his jeans, and pulled the massive underwear covered bulge out of his fly.

“Take it out.” It was an order, not a request. Her restrained hands fumbled inside of her shirt, but she quickly extricated herself and started fondling the giant slab in front of her.

She was mesmerized as she peeled his underwear down and saw the huge mushroom head already shiny with precum. When she laid eyes the depth of color being pumped into this monster with every heartbeat, the desire for pressure against her clit became an uncontrollable need.

He pushed her hands away and lowered himself down to her stomach.

“Look at how deep it’s going to go inside you.” He lined it up on her torso and stretched out his fingers next to it. His cock was so much longer- she couldn’t believe she would ever be ready to take his entire length.

What’s more, he was thick. She couldn’t get one hand fully around the huge prick to stroke. She was speechless, and stayed quiet even as he drew back his hips and lined up the head with her virgin hole.

She couldn’t question him, even when he was first sinking in through her labia. He was going to fuck her, gape her, fill her tonight. She felt a spurt of precum mix with hers as he entered her.

“Fuck, it’s so big I can’t take it.”

He just smiled and kept pushing. He could feel the texture of her creamy little cum dump change and he took the chance to thrust up into her g spot.

She gasped and her hips started rocking towards his. In that burst of pleasure, she lost herself to his fat cock.

“FUUUUUCK”

It was important that she learn this: she was born to be bred by this giant dick. So important that he had to reinforce the lesson while she stretched around his impossibly big throbbing cockhead.

Another wave of precum rolled and he grunted. “Do you know why it feels so good, even though you thought you weren’t ready?”

He wrapped one hand around the last two inches of shaft separating the base of his cock from her pelvis.

“You were made for this. You were made for me to be sliding into you.”

“This feels so right,” She panted.

“Yes it does. Thank me for it.”

“Thank you for teaching me. Fuck, thank you for fucking me open, god-FUCK!” Her pleading appreciation turned to incoherence as he bottomed out against her cervix. They stayed like that for a solid minute. His cock so hard, even pushing against her weight it simply stayed parallel to his abdomen. She was busy rutting and grinding involuntarily.

Every steadying breath expanded her ribs and made her stomach spasm down around the thick pole Escort Kültür surging and throbbing inside of her.

The vibrations would expand into gasps, which grew into rocking hips, which escalated into frantic shaking as her body engulfed his monster cock.

“You got this, baby?” His voice grounded her in an instant, the depth of his timbre overtook the vibration of her hips.

Through all the pleasure and pain, she could barely manage to whisper, “Fuck me. Please. I’m ready.”

Teaching her was going to be fun. She was so desperate to be bred she was lying about being ready.

“Before I fuck you,” he punctuated with a small thrust, leaning down to growl in her ear, “before you lose your mind on my cock…”

“I want you to really learn about what’s happening in here, so that you can fully appreciate what I’m giving you.”

He took her hand from her chest and dragged it down her sternum, over her ribs and the dip of her belly button to rest over a visible bump in her lower abdomen.

“Feel this.” The command leaked from his lips and into her blood as he pressed her hand down over the protrusion.

And she fucking felt it, from both sides. Her hand could feel the rounded lump of her womb being pressed up by this massive shaft. Her pussy contracted at her touch, and clamped down uncontrollably on his mammoth dick and his lips presses against her neck and let out a growl.

Her hand started to rub up and down, feeling for the ridge of his cockhead through her own muscles.

Of course, she couldn’t feel the detail of veins or the dips of his phallus from the outside, but her virgin cunt absolutely could. It was feeling more than it ever had, and every throb rippling through his otherwise unmoving hard-on stretched her just a little more past her limit.

“Good girl. Tell me what you feel.”

“You, I feel you, ohhhh my god, fucking me.” The statement became a whine halfway through and earned a laugh.

“I haven’t even begun to fuck you yet.”

She could feel herself sliding into another headspace as he smirked down at her.

“Fuck me please.”

“You’re not ready yet.” His thumb brushed the lips that had just begged him to fuck her, then tipped inside through her teeth and tongue, until it was sliding near the back of her throat. He was ready to teach her how to be filled on both ends. Never too early to start.

“You feel that? How your tight little pussy is -uhn- squeezing me? Trying to pull me in deeper?” She shivered as her cunt followed his words and pulses along his girth. “That means you’re still adjusting to me. When you stop moving and accept your place underneath me, that’s when I’ll fuck you.”

She tried everything she could to still herself under his gaze. Eventually she focused on the thumb in her mouth and began sucking it gently, then lapping her tongue softly along the length.

He couldn’t help but smirk as he felt the twitching in her hips quiet with her oral fixation. She was lazily sucking his thumb like it was a little dick.

The distraction to occupy her mind let her little breeding hole do what it knows how to do. She was lost in the shuddering, the surging around his giant dick, tight now just because of how thick his cock is, and not from a conscious preoccupation with pleasing him.

Their precum mixes and starts to seep out from between them. It squishes up over the swollen nub of her big clit, and slides down over his balls resting on her ass. Now she’s ready.

She’s still caught up in trying to gag on his thumb, so he pushes the webbing of his Kültür Escort Bayan palm against her mouth and strokes the back of her tongue as he starts to slide out of her tight virgin pussy.

“Good girl.”

The first thrust back in feels like it splits her open. He bottoms out again, bumping the nerves buried deep in her a little rougher this time. The second stroke. Out to the tip, let her gaping little fuck hole readjust, then carve his way back into her.

“My own little cum slut.”

The third stroke. A little faster. A little deeper.

“I’m going to fill you.” He presses his hand down on her stomach as he pushes up inside her. “I’m going to breed you.”

Fourth. Fifth. The sixth merges with seventh, then she loses count as he begins to rut in earnest. She loses track of the way his stomach flips over her growing, throbbing clit, how good the weight of his hot, cum-swollen balls feels hitting her ass. The sensation becomes a searing desperate need to be fucked harder and faster. She starts to moan around the finger in her mouth.

He doesn’t need to last long this time. And it’s good, because he’s never fucked a hole quite this tight. He can approximate the pull with a tightly closed fist, he’s been balls deep in expert cocksuckers’ throats, split open the silicone walls of a fleshlight, bottomed out against a man’s spasming prostate, but this tiny, writhing pussy sucking him in makes him feel like a giant.

Every time he pulls out, her hips lift off the bed, dragged upwards by the sloppy suction of his cock head. Every vein and ridge catches, then bores her wider when he fucks back into her.

With knot after knot of jizz already leaking into her like this, breeding her hole while distending her stomach with his monster cock, grunting into her ear like a crazed animal while he finger fucks her mouth. The swing of his balls becomes a sharp slapping noise from the speed of his rut, strings of cum and precum keeping them connected when he empties her out.

He doesn’t need to last long. Just a few more strokes up the trail of nerves inside her. God he savors each ridge and wrinkle unfolding around him as he bites down on her neck.

“Feel me cum in you.” He pulls his hand from her mouth and guides her fingers back down to that bump in her stomach. “Feel me breed you.”

“I’m cumming.” She could feel it. His great big dick was pushing and throbbing against the back of her little box. His balls were twitching and grinding against her ass as they started to pump rope after rope up of sticky semen up through his shaft.

She lost herself in his orgasm, the space between feeling his sack shift and the first shot come spurting out against her bare cervix like a calm before the storm. The power of his cum throbbed under her fingers, pushing up and flooding through every shaking breath.

One. Two. Three. The subtle force of his third shot washing over her cervix was the last thing she felt before the dam of tension in her own body broke and her womb started drinking his cum. Four, five six rolling beads of sticky, sweet cum coated her gaping hole.

Just like before she lost count as she drowned herself in his panting, growling, shuddering thrusts. It was all she could think about.

Cum. Cum from his massive cock. A fraction of his heavy masculinity flowing into her, filling her. Stretching her with his cum. Plugging her with all of his body weight, bottomed out and still pushing deeper. Cumming, fuck, cumming harder than ever, cumming so hard that she can feel her uterine entrance opening to pull in as much sticky wet semen as it can.

There was no telling how much time she lost, wriggling and squeezing and cumming on him. But when she came to, he was still inside her, plugging his cum deep in her.

He paused, then closed his hand around her neck and smiled.

“Ready for my second load?”

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“Time and tide awaits no man, that’s what my father constantly told me, For God’s sake what’s a matter with you, here you are twenty one, and still a bloody virgin. Christ, William I’d lost my virginity years before I was your age. I can tell you, once you’ve tried sex there’ll be no looking back”

At 50, William knew that old Bruce had had a few; and still he could pull, mind you he was a handsome man for his age, but then he didn’t look it.

“I think its bashfulness; I just don’t know what to say?”

“Come lad, I’ll get you laid if it’s the last thing I do, I’ll set it up. Don’t you worry none, the girl in question will know that you’re out to fuck her, think no more of it!” Bruce smiled, “I suppose when you have the need; you take yourself in hand every now and again. I tell you there is nothing better than pussy; it really calms you down if you’re tensed up. If God created anything better, he surely kept it to himself!” Bruce chuckled. “Tell you what; I’ll arrange something for the weekend, it’s only a couple of days off now, we’ll go together, I’ve not been down to old Mary’s in months, make a nice change. She owes me a favour anyway”

“Who’s Mary?” William asked.

“Mary!” Bruce smiled. “She’s a madam that I’m acquainted with; known her for years, could say we grew up together. She was a good lay then, but it’s her tribe now, she only picks the best; youngun’s at that, well in their twenties, that’s young to me but there’d suit you down to the ground!”

“Madam, that’s a form of pimp isn’t it?”

“Catch on quick lad; yes she has a whore house other side of town”

“I couldn’t go with a whore, don’t know where they’ve been half the time” William supposed.

“Selective then are we; tell you one thing, you couldn’t pick cleaner women than her girls. And they know how to give a guy a good time to!”

William made his way home on the Friday evening; he’d been to the nightclub, God there were some angels there; one of which he couldn’t get out of his head, she was a really gorgeous; they’d chatted for what seemed hours, but he just didn’t have the courage to invite her out, little did he recognize that she’d actually fancied him herself.

When he ultimately got into bed she was still on his mind; pulling the bedding to one side, he peered down observing his erect cock, slowly he moved his hand towards the stiff organ, holding it loosely within his fingers offering some form of comfort, it wasn’t long before he sensed the need to massage it even harder; his mind now on the girl. God, if only she knew as to what he was doing, he thought to himself; little did he realize she was doing virtually the same thing, only she’d a soft dildo, not soft maybe, but firm, she was lying back her eyes closed, holding the dildo with finger and thumb, viciously forcing up inside herself, but in her mind it was his cock, well as she visualized it, in her mind it was thick and strong, it’s head mauve in colour. She hadn’t realised he was virgin, perhaps just playing hard to get.

William met Bruce as arranged, he was still uncertain of himself.

“What if she doesn’t take to me?” He quizzed as they walked up the steps to large house.

“Fear you not lad; she’ll be willing to go once she knows you fancy her!”

“How will she know that pray?”

“Just you tell which of them you take a liking to, then leave the rest to me,” Bruce said ushering him into the door as it opened.

“What a nice surprise!” William’s friend Mary smiled holding the door wide allowing them both in.

“This err’ is young William whom I spoke of; I’m sure you have something to entertain him?”

“We surely do; what would you like to drink then? I’ll get the girls down then he can make his choice to whom he’d like to spend time with” Mary smiled toward William offering him a seat.

“Couple of beers if you don’t mind, they’ll do fine” Bruce responded, walking toward the window and looking out.

“You won’t believe the talent Mary has here bless her, you’ll be stuck for choice once you see them?” He declared without turning from the window.

“Still don’t know if I’m doing the right thing, I really don’t know where to start!” William implied, watching the doorway as he heard noises outside.

“You just tell me which one you consider!”

“Consider?”

“Consider you’d like to fuck! Come on William where are you, this is going to be your big day. After today, you’ll be able to fuck whatever takes your preference. The amount of females out there just waiting for you to fuck them”

William made no response; suddenly he was lost for words as the girls came into the room, followed by Mary. All were dressed in short mini-skirts with open front blouses, a hornier sight he couldn’t have wished for.

“Here we go then; two nice cool beers!” Mary smiled as she pushed her way through the girls. “No you stay sitting young man,” She told William taking one of the glasses of the tray handing it to him.

“My your stock gets better!” Kumköy Escort Bruce implied looking at the girls as he took he’s glass from her. Watching as they milled past William, flaunting themselves their dress being sufficient to turn any man on.

“I can see you’ve not misplaced your craving for the young set then?” Mary grinned toward Bruce, who had now sat down for a better view of their legs.

“That’s what I’m here for!” He mused his eyes glued on the girls.

Two of the girls each sat aside of William on the large sofa; mutually knowing he’d taken a desire to them, one thing about women they have the inner sense when it come to aspiration within a mans eyes.

William lifted his glass to his mouth as to take a sip, feeling somewhat embarrassed by the suddenness of the girls movements, that was until one took it from his hand; placing it onto the table to the front of them.

“Later!” she smiled.

Bruce had not missed out on the array of females so scantily dressed, one was now sitting on his lap, hugging Bruce around the neck; he pulled her to his ear, whispering something that only she could hear. The girl looked up toward William, smiling she opened her legs but only slightly, but it was enough for him to see the delicate underwear she was revealing to him. One of Williams’s girls started undoing his flies, it wasn’t before time either, his cock launched its self like a jack-in-the-box, immediately she took it into her hand, the other girl got down onto the floor sitting in front of him watching every move her friend made with his cock. Suddenly she went down on him; William threw himself back into the sofa, the sensations of her gobbling sent his body into seizure, never had he experienced anything like it.

The girl on the floor was now removing his jeans pulling them down over his feet. From the waist downwards he was now naked. He felt somewhat exposed; nevertheless his mind was elsewhere. He casually looked across toward Bruce, who’s hand was now up between the girl’s legs tugging at her silky white panties, he caught a glimpse of the pubic hair, abruptly Bruce’s fingers vanished inside. The girl was kissing him passionately as if his fingers had willed her to surrender.

Both girls were now sucking Williams’s cock in turn, the sensitivity was extraordinary; he looked down at the two bobbing heads in his lap. He was certain at this rate he’d cum; the girls who was sitting next to him climbed over his body striding his lower torso, she lifted her skirt as if to show him her bits, after seeing as to what Bruce had done, as did he; his hand cupped her pussy area over her panties. The girl looked into his eyes

“Go on, it’s yours!” She grinned, and then leaning forward kissed him soothingly on the lips.

This seemed to have a considerable effect on him; his fingers were now delving to the side of her panties, the soft skin and puffiness of her pussy, sent tremors through his body. As the girl started to lower, the other still sitting on the floor took hold of his cock guiding it to the descending pussy. William eased himself back into the sofa; the sensation of her pussy on the end of his helmet was orgasmic.

“Jesus!” He exclaimed, catching his breath.

Gradually the girl sunk her pussy over his cock until it was fully immersed within; leisurely she started to rise and fall. The girl on the floor now got up sitting beside him, whilst her friend with hands on his shoulders started to fuck him in intensely. William clasped her waist lifting his hips to her movements. Her friend reached between them lifting the skirt revealing the erotic sight of his cock thumping up into her pussy.

Bruce looked across toward William, watching him in his moment of glory.

“Well lad, what do you think?” He grinned.

William shut his eyes then shook his head. “Never, ever would I have surmised it would be anything like this!”

The girl’s friend had now got off the settee and was removing her clothing. William watched, as her body became reality, never had he seen a nude female only in pictures.

The girl on his lap leaned forwards kissing him in a gently manner, and then stepped to one side whilst her friend moved into her place. It was a lovely sensation, from a wet and moist pussy to a moist but tight one. William reached up cupping his hands over her breasts, then kissing them individually.

This was certainly a new experience to William; by no means had he ever became aware of feelings such as this with his hand, it was a new height to his awareness of the female form. It was sensational, hard to explain, with one’s hand you can only cover so much of your cock he thought, but this, this was captivating his whole cock in one go, the two sensations we’re worlds apart. Abruptly the girl’s body seemed to freeze up, she slumped over his shoulder, her breathing somewhat heavy. William tried to lift his hips, but he was locked solid.

She eased herself back off his shoulder and gave him a peck on the cheek. “How d’you Kumköy Escort Bayan do that, it was breathtaking!” She murmured as if still not altogether having her wits about her.

“What did I do?” William questioned, not quite understanding as to the quandary

“Hell I don’t know; but you certainly knocked me off my perch” The girl sounded exhausted.

William’s cock was still deep inside her as she turned back to her friend.

“You’d better take over now Emma, I’m totally bushed. God, nobody has left me this exhausted, he’s drained me!”

Emma stepped forward as Ellie strained to lift herself off of his proud cock.

“I hope I didn’t hurt you in any way?” William informed her.

“Hurt! No way did you do that, but that’s some cock you have there, never has anybody given me so much exhilaration, it was shattering”

Once again his was subjected to a moist but tight pussy, and he’d only left fucking her about ten minutes ago. He couldn’t make out for the life of him as to what he’d done to Ellie. Emma lowered, unhurriedly still wondering what he’d done to her friend, his cock felt good to her, she continued to fuck him, however she was anticipating something happening like it had to Emma, She rode him hard all the way up; thumping her pussy down hard, assuring it was fully inside her. William’s cock sensed every ripple inside her pussy, it was like walking in heaven, and he was in a dream world of his own. He was glad that he’d got Ellie back; after all she did take his virginity. Unexpectedly he sensed the expected, but he’d have sooner have liked to carry on but his heart was pumping he knew he was about to cum. However, he was not in control, Ellie was, he could only lift up to her, the chances of him pulling out, were slim. Ellie sensed the fullness of his cock she knew his seed was on its way; William let out a loud gasp as he came. She held her pussy down onto his cock giving him the real experience of the swelling within her pussy. He sat pushing himself upright, placing his arms around her.

“God, that was a magnificent experience, it felt really excellent!” He told her as he slumped back against the sofa.

As Ellie lifted herself from him, there was a thick dribble of his cum hanging from her pussy. One of the girls rushed forward going down in front of her; William was amazed to see her actually licking the cum out of Ellie’s pussy.

Mary noticed his expression “We waste nothing here young man! It’s all part of the service, always cleaning up after us” She smiled.

William twisted toward Bruce; he’d a girl on her knees in a chair, fucking her like there was no tomorrow, the noise she was making made him wonder if he’d done the right thing, still, he did come here to get fucked, and he’d genuinely enjoy it. After he’d replaced his clothing he picked up his glass and sat down watching Bruce. The girl was nearly screaming now, he was really driving into her; suddenly he humped his cock in deep and blew his load with a loud moan. The poor girl nearly collapsed in the chair after he’d pulled out. He swung around, he’s cock swung to and fro.

“Is there any more beer Mary!” He inquired without any form of shame, with his cock flopping around.

“Coming right up” She replied, leaving the room.

“Well lad; did you enjoy it?”

William felt somewhat humiliated by him keep calling him either lad or son, certainly the girls found it amusing as they started to giggle.

“I certainly did, we all have our first time with everything!” He replied; this seemed to quell the giggling to an extent.

“And what’s more he’s very good at it!” Emma smiled. “Never ever have I had an orgasm such as he gave me, lessons could be learnt from him?”

Poor Bruce didn’t know what to say; for a girl to say such a thing to him knocked him for six. He did speculate if he’d done the right thing bringing him here in the first place, perhaps the lad wasn’t as naive as he originally thought.

When they’d both left Mary’s; Emma gave William a nice kiss on the cheek. “You will come back won’t you” She requested.

“Made quite a name for yourself by all accounts; though you were suppose to be a bloody virgin?”

William didn’t really need this, he still didn’t know as to what he’d done to make the girl applaud him; after all she was doing all the work.

“I was; I can assure you of that, whatever happened she did it herself, I haven’t a clue as to what could have occurred?”

“Well you certainly made me look a fool, I’ve been at it for years my boy!”

“There is no way I would have done anything to upset you; I would however appreciate it if you’d stop calling me boy and lad, I find it can be embarrassing at times!”

The following week went by, Bruce didn’t have a lot to say about Mary’s place, and William didn’t think he’d be going again, well not with Bruce anyway. He’d only wished he could remember what had happened with Emma; but it did spur him to go to the nightclub the following Friday night in the hope Escort Kumköy of finding the girl again, now he’d lost his virginity, he felt more secure, at least he knew what it was all about now.

The club was extremely busy, she never turned up until 9.30 even then she seem to give him the cold shoulder, he could only assume that she’d supposed he’d given her the brush off the Friday before. Even then he felt that if he had made a date he’d have let the side down. Finally she succumbed to him, but it was quite late, her name was Angie she was a very pretty girl, quite tall, slim but an hourglass of a figure with ash blonde hair down to the middle of her back, William didn’t think he’d a chance with her. They did two or three dances together before the end of the evening.

“Do you have lift home?” William asked her as they made for the club exit.

“No, I live on the outskirts of town”

“With your parents?” William inquired.

“No, have my own flat, it’s quite nice, would you like to stop by for a coffee?”

“Sounds great to me, we’ll get a taxi if you like?”

“Sooner walk if that’s okay with you, it’s a nice night and I feel quite warm after being in the club” Angie took his arm as they started to walk.

It took around twenty minutes to walk to Angie’s home, it was in a nice area of the town, William realised the she must be an influential girl as the property was well up-market, she must have a good job with excellent pay to afford to live in this neighbourhood.

“What do you do for a living?” William asked as they entered the flat.

“I have my own business, in Keep Fit!” Angie smiled. “This is a lovely flat, it must cost you a fortune?”

“Well it’s my Dad’s really, he’s the one with the money. Here let me take your coat!” After William had removed his jacket, Angie hung it in the small reception area. “D’you prefer coffee or would you like a proper drink, I even have beer should you wish?”

“Beer would suit me fine”

When they entered the lounge it took Williams breath back, everything seemed brand-new, and everything was so spotlessly clean.

“You live here alone?”

“I suppose you could say that, except for Mr. Ollie that is” She smiled.

“Mr. Ollie?”

“He’s my cat, he’s still out by the way…I’ll shall have to call him in; I must take a shower now, that club make you feel so uncomfortable with its heat. Please help yourself to a beer, you’ll find them in the cooler behind the bar over there!” Angie pointed to a small bar set into the corner of the room. “Put some music on, I shouldn’t be to long, smoke if you want to”

“I don’t!” William smiled as she left the room.

He collected a beer then sat down on the settee with a handful of CD’s he’d collect from the music centre. It certainly was a spacious flat, and the pile on the carpet was knee deep. He wondered what her father must do to afford a place like this. After selecting three CD’s he then put them in the music centre.

“My I like you’re selection, we’re not to far apart there!” Angie laughed as she came back into the lounge in just a dressing gown. “Sorry if I’ve taken to long, like another beer?”

William looked up as she stood in front of him, sexy wasn’t the right word for her. “Fine I’ll get it, can I get you something?” he suggested looking back as he made his way to the bar.

“Just an orange with ice if you wouldn’t mind” she replied with a smile could melt any mans heart.

“Nothing stronger?”

“No, I only drink juices, sorry I’m such a bore aren’t I!”

William smiled back to her. “Not at all; you have whatever suits you”

Angie moved to one side as William brought the drinks back, leaving very little room for him to sit. It was obvious that she intended to be close when he did sit. He was in a quandary; he really didn’t know where to start, he knew she wanted him as he did her, but you don’t just jump into sex, well he wouldn’t have thought so, he’d tried to get the low down on the technique from Bruce, but after being at Mary’s he’d spoken very little about sex.

“You look lost?” Angie grinned up to him as he stood holding the glasses. “Come on sit yourself down”

She took her glass from him; tapping the cushion beside her, but still never moved. William virtually wriggled in beside her.

“I would say you’re a mite shy?” She smiled holding her glass out toward him, “Cheers”

“Cheers!” William replied with a grin, “You’re right; yes I am shy to a extent.

Angie reached for his hand; taking it into her own, “I think you’re cute”

“Funny I was thinking the same; of you I mean” He smiled.

Angie moved her hand down onto her leg taking his with it.

William’s stomach flipped as he felt Angie’s hand pull his onto her thigh. He remembered back to when he had first seen her in the club, she was so good looking and he wanted so bad to go and talk to her, even bring her home with him but he hadn’t the nerve to do it.

Now here they were, on her sofa, his hand caressing her inner thigh as she smiled to him, her eyes bright and inviting.

Angie’s mind went to the same night, the night she had gone home and masturbated thinking of the cute guy in the club, he was so nice and she wanted him, now she had him and he wasn’t going to get away from her, not this time.

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Lying in bed, he was unable to sleep. His mind battling with emotions, thoughts, and regrets from the day. It was just after midnight and the house was full of visitors. Her family were close friends with his parents and they had come to hangout for the day and spend the night. People were sleeping throughout the small farm house.

Sofas, floors and beds were packed with siblings and parents. No space was spared. She was sleeping in one of his sisters beds this evening, and even though she over 40 feet and two rooms away, her image was burning in his mind as if she were in the room with him.

Their occasional family visits were bitter sweet. He longed to see her, but always felt awkward trying to talk to her, and his heart ached every time he stared into her piercing eyes. It was as if she could reach right inside of him and light his soul on fire.

They spent the day going for walks outside, playing board games and talking about nothing in particular. She was an angel and he was living for the moment, enjoying her laugh, breathing in her scent, treasuring every accidental brush of flesh on flesh as they walked.

She’d been with him throughout his entire life, yet might as well have been a million miles away. He couldn’t remember a time when he didn’t think of her at some point during each day. She as hypnotic, unforgettable and out of reach. Yet, at this very moment she was just a heart beat away in the other room, sleeping like a child.

The heat was getting to him. He threw the blanket off and sat upright in one fluid motion. He’d have to softly walk through a maze of bodies, but he decided to get up to have a drink of water.

He usually slept in less, but tonight he fumbled for a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt to cover up – then he made his way through the house. Each sofa held the shadowy figure of a sleeping visitor. A make-shift bedding area was even on the floor for one of his sisters. It wasn’t much of a house, so they all made room where they could.

He tip toed through the living room and past the open door to his sisters room and he took a deep breath. There she was, cast in a glow of moonlight coming through the window, lying on the bed asleep.

She slept on her back with one leg completely uncovered by her blanket. Her oversized sleep shirt had ridden up and was exposing the thin waist band of her panties across her hip. Her creamy skin seemed to reflect the moon’s glow and her red hair cascaded all around her pillow, framing her beauty in a way he enjoyed deeply.

He looked away. Embarrassed that he was looking at her while she slept.

“It’s not right” he thought.

He gazed around the room. No one has stirred. The house was as quiet as he’d ever remembered it being, which was unusual with guests in the house.

He looked back. He couldn’t help himself. Her skin was a magnet for his gaze and he wanted this moment in time to freeze, Güzeloba Escort so he could just take in her beauty and appreciate her for who she was.

He stepped closer, moving a few feet into the room. The moonlights direction changed and looked even more incredible across her bare thigh. He approached her bed side, knelt down, brought two fingers to his lips and then reached out as if to places this kiss directly onto her lips with his finger tips – but he stopped inches away as to not wake her. He smiled then turned to quietly leave. He found his way to the kitchen, found a glass, and gently turned the tap to pour a small cup of water without disturbing anyone.

He was wide awake, not sure if he’d ever get back to sleep now. Staring out of the kitchen window he watched a falling star glance across the sky as he took his last sip. It was a beautiful night and he could hear the crickets chirping in the yard when he stood this close to the window.

Suddenly he felt a surprising touch on his lower back that startled him. He turned quickly to see a flash of red curls and he instantly relaxed and smiled. She had come to check on him.

“Are you ok? What are you doing up?” she asked.

“I’m wonderful now. I just came to get a glass of water. What are you doing up?” he replied.

“Oh, I had a dream that you were close and I wanted to see if it was real”

He felt embarrassed. He shouldn’t have watched her sleep. Perhaps that woke her.

“I’m right here for you.” he said.

“And that makes me happy.” she answered. “Would you hold me?”

She grabbed his hand, turned around placing her back to his chest and she pulled his arms around her.

“Of course I will.” he said. “Are you all right?”

“Yes. I just want you to hold me close.” she whispered.

“There’s nothing I would want more.” he answered.

His heart began to warm. She had never come into his arms before and he was taking in every new sensation.

Just as he started to relax, she backed into him more, pressing her firm bottom against him. Was this deliberate? His heart rate increased.

They stood in the dark shadow of the kitchen unseen and he wanted it to stay that way. He looked down, placing his face above her shoulder, breathing softly on her neck. He closed his eyes and smelled her hair, then he felt her begin to move against him side to side slowly. The thin fabric of her sleep shirt and his pajama pants were not going to hide the desire that she was building in him. Was she toying with him?

He didn’t want to assume too much, so he whispered to her, “lets sit down on the floor.”

They slid down the wall, never breaking their embrace. He placed his back against the wall and she leaned back, placing her head on his chest as she sat comfortably between his legs. They were still completely hidden in the shadows and no one in the house knew Escort Güzeloba they were together.

“I want to be like this forever” she whispered.

“You are so beautiful. I love feeling your touch more than I can ever explain” he said.

“There is no need to explain” she said. And in the softest voice she could muster, she whispered “You can touch me all over if you’d like.”

Those words burned through his heart and his blood flowed fast. There was no hiding his growing excitement that was now pressing against her hip. He no longer cared to hide it.

She leaned back against him, brought her arms up and ran her fingers through his hair while his hands softly found their way around her sides, rising slowly and gently, gliding across her shirt fabric until his fingertips felt the hardening firmness of her nipples. He brushed his open hands across them, touching them delicately as if they were the soft pedals of a flower.

She gasped as a sweet sensation rushed through her body. “Just like that” she said.

He continued to softly tease her breasts through her shirt while she lowered her left hand and reached behind her, sliding her hand into his pants and gripping his hardening length.

His breath quickened as he felt pleasure like never before. He hungered for her more than ever and he leaned in to kiss her neck and nibble her earlobe. As she enjoyed his kiss, his hand moved slowly down from breasts. Guiding him, she parted her perfect legs and gave him a direct path to her panties.

His fingers dwelled momentarily over her fabric, which was unable to conceal the moist flesh below. He made circular motions over the cloth, teasing her body and making her hunger for his touch before he slid his hand under her clothing to finally enjoy her feminine secrets.

She began to squeeze and stroke him inside of his pants as his fingers explored her softness. She was breathing deeper as her excitement grew. They each had difficulty remaining quiet. He tried holding his breath to reduce the sound but it was unbearable. The pleasure coursing through both of their bodies was almost too much to contain, but they continued stimulating each other in the dark shadows of the kitchen while everyone slept.

When he couldn’t take it any more, he grabbed her hand, signaling her to stop the intense motion. Then he whispered, “It’s a beautiful night. Let’s go outside.”

As they quietly rose, he licked his moist fingers and went into the next room to retrieve a blanket without waking anyone, then they slipped out the back door together.

He held her hand tight and led her around to a secluded side of the house under a maple tree that he had planted as a young child. The wind blowing through the large leaves was a beautiful sound that he always enjoyed.

He spread the blanket out and they both fell to their knees in the middle, falling Güzeloba Escort Bayan back into each other’s familiar kiss. They held each other and kissed passionately for what felt like hours, but was probably only a fleeting moment. As they broke free from each other briefly, she lifted her sleep shirt off over her head, and he did the same with his. He paused to take in the stunning curves she was presenting him before pulling her close and holding her body against his bare chest.

The temperature was warm and the air was moist, but the soft breeze against their skin made the experience even more intense.

She put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him slowly to the ground, putting him on his back, then slid her panties down and tossed them onto the grass to her left. He took in her entire figure, feeling as if this were a dream. His head spun.

She knelt down, gripped his pants and slid them down slowly, freeing him from the constricting cloth. She moved on top of him and kissed his lips while he slid his hands over her back and bottom. Her skin was like velvet and her scent was intoxicating.

They both gasped simultaneously as she slowly and calmly slid down his length, completely engulfing him with her wet passion. The motion of her hips held his entire world in suspense. She controlled his entire being.

She took her time. She enjoyed driving him toward the precipice of pleasure. Soon she was increasing her speed and throwing her head back, tossing her red hair in the wind and trying to hold in her soft moans of bliss. She felt the rising wave of ecstasy, pulsing from the center of her body outward as she climaxed. She let out a soft squeal, unable to container her voice any longer – Then collapsed onto his chest.

As she lay motionless across his chest, he grabbed her hair, gently pulling her face towards his for a soft kiss. His tongue brushing her lips – hers brush his in return. While still passionately exploring each others soft lips, he begins to rock his hips and stimulate her once again. He couldn’t get enough of her. She was perfect to him and he was enjoying every moment of her touch.

He aggressively grabbed her ass with his right hand and rolled with her across the blanket, putting her on her back. While still holding her hair in his left hand, and her bottom with his right, he began to rock his hips into her hot, wet depths, making her shudder with pleasure.

She was right where he wanted her and he was going to treasure this moment forever. As they gradually increased their grinding pace he alternate back and forth between kissing and softly biting at her neck and kissing her perfect pink lips.

He placed his mouth close to her ear and whispered softly “I’ve loved you as long as I can remember.”

She smiled and kissed him immediately and her breathing increased.

“I love you too.” she exclaimed, and they both were overcome with waves of orgasmic pleasure at almost the same moment. Their bodies trembled together for several seconds before relaxing into a soft embrace.

They brushed the hair out of each others eyes and smiled as they enjoyed this moment.

“We’d better sneak back in before anyone wakes.” she whispers…

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Janet stepped out of the shower and smiled. Her friends had been right: it had felt natural. She brushed back her hair from her eyes and stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her face beamed back. Her heart fluttered. She was no longer a virgin: it had felt great!

The door bell rang. Janet stood up from the couch and paced over to the door. Her knees quaked, her stomach churned, she opened the door. There he stood, looking tall and strong. His face was rigid, his chin pointed, his shoulders broad, and his stomach taunt; he was a year older then she was, and he looked it. Adam was, at least in Janet’s mind, the idol of every girl at the school.

“Please come in, w-would you like something to drink,” Janet blurted out and stood out of the door. He crossed the threshold with one strong step and gazed around the room. He looked at the couch, the walls, the ceiling, and then eyed his host. Janet shuddered as he looked at her, his eyes wandering over her short green dress which she had gotten for her eighteenth birthday, and her well hidden breasts.

“You said your parents were away,” he stated.

“Yes, yes they are,” she replied quickly. Blushing slightly she turned away from him and walked into the family room, her heart beating faster. Her mind whirled: what was she doing; why did she invite him here; did he like her? She gestured and sat down her legs crossed. She added quickly, as he sat down next to her, “so how was your day?”

He sat back on the couch leaning into it, and spread his arms out. He wrapped one around her shoulders and pulled Güllük Escort her a little closer. “About to be much better.” he replied.

Janet shivered, her body tense as he pulled her towards him, his rough, firm hands. Her hands twirled together on her lap, her eyes locked on her feet, her head turned away from him.

She tried to get up but he held her close, and whispered in her ear: “Shh.” He moved his hand and swept the thin dress from her shoulders, his hands caressing her skin. She trembled.

Janet didn’t move. She looked at the ground. His hands. Such strong hands. She blushed and squirmed a little, as he undid her bra. His hands ran over her back, pulling her dress down to her waist. They reached in front of her and cupped her breasts. Janet’s body tensed: afraid. His hands lightly touched her breasts.

Her mind warmed. Her body melted. Those strong hands lit a flame in her chest. She stood up. “Turn around,” he commanded, as her dress fell to the floor.

She turned slowly. She pulled off her bra from her arms and let it fall to the floor with her dress. She looked at him, biting her lip, he leered back.

The seconds passed. Then more seconds. Then a minute. Her legs started quivering, and she moved her feat. Her gaze drifted down form his face to his groin. “Your turn,” he said stating the obvious.

She stooped down, kneeling before him and worked at his belt. She bit her lip harder, and fumbled at it’s clasp. He looked down at her, and put his hands against hers. Those steady hands. And Güllük Escort Bayan helped her undo his belt, then helped her unzip his pants. He guided her hands into his boxers, and then they left her. Her head panicked. Her hands felt something warm and hard. Her heart thundered. Her legs quivered. Her back shivered. She was holding his penis.

She pressed his hands against him and stroked up and down. Slowly, she moved one of her hands away, and pulled down his shorts. The other grasped onto his pole like a traveler walking across a stream would hold onto his walking stick. She looked at it as his boxers fell down to his ankles. Her heart trembled. It was huge.

She started to stroke it with both hands, pumping it up and down. Her hands moved awkwardly, slipping and sliding. His hands grasped her head, and pulled it down. She pulled back, and slowly inched closer to his throbbing member. She could smell him. She could see his pubic hair, saw his veins throb, and his head grow. She felt him in her hands, then she felt him with her mouth.

She put out her tongue and gently ran it across his head. His hands pulled her mouth father, and steadily she was licking up and down the first inch of his shaft, going deeper and deeper. Her legs stopped quivering. Her groin felt moist. Her head was pushed up and down, and she sucked his shaft. His hips started pressing up and back against her. The penis flew in and out of her lips, pressed tight against them. His hands held her close as he fucked her mouth.

She started to Escort Güllük gag as the thing hit the back of her mouth, and then all of a sudden he stopped. He lifted her mouth off his cock and brought his hands to her chest. Roughly her picked her up and laid her against the couch. With on hand he tore off her panties, and threw them into the pile with her dress. She pressed her legs close together, as he towered over her. With a savage ferocity he licked her breasts, his hips pumping into the open air. A warm pleasure flooded over Janet’s body. Her legs loosened stretching out. His cock penetrated her.

She gasped. His hips pounded into her. Her body ached, and her vagina hurt, but her mind grew warm. He pushed into her again and again. His hands supporting his body over her as his cock thundered into her. She raised her hips to meet his thrusts. Her body rolling with his rhythm. Her hands shock and then clutched onto his back, pressing him closer to her. Her breasts heaved with her breathing, and his thrusts grew more rapid. He came.

A warmness filled her up. His hard cock warm in her tight body. Her hands clenched tightly against him, her mind numb. He poured his warm cum into her, before laying down beside her panting. She lay there. He lay there.

A minute passed. Then another minute. Then yet another. He got up and dressed. She lay there speechless. He went out the door, she felt up and down her body. He drove away, she gingerly touched her aching breasts, her swollen vagina. Her was quiet.

An hour passed. She got up, stepped over her discarded clothes, and went into the shower. The warm air rolled down her hair, her back her hips. It purified her body, and cleared her mind. She felt great. She left its warm embrace and looked into the mirror. Her face beamed back. Her heart fluttered. She was a virgin no longer. She felt great.

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It was my wedding night (Suhaag Raat) and my friends have brought me into the room decorated with silken drapes, red roses & white jasmines. I was very tired after the wedding, so to freshen myself I took a bath and changed into my wedding night saree. As you know this is the night when my husband will overcome all the hesitancy and pleadings from me. I also knew that he is also a virgin like me.

As I sat on the bed, my husband Rohith came to me. He smelled of after-shave, wedding smells- you know, sandalpaste and turmeric. I was a little nervous when he came near me, and I stood up from the bed as was the tradition. He sat on the bed and we talked about the marriage ceremony and the gifts presented to us, and so sweetly Rohith asked if he could kiss me. He stood up and then gently raised my face, kissed gently on my cheek and made me sit on the bed very near to him. Once seated, he started kissing my eyes and told me that he had been waiting for such an occasion since the day one we had met.

We looked at each other and he took my hands to cover them with his own hands and pulled me closer to him. He asked me whether I felt very tired, and if so we could retire to bed and sleep to which I smiled and asked if he was really that tired to sleep… He just winked at me and with a naughty smile came close to me and started kissing me again. I went wild though it was not the first kiss I got from him. He had kissed me quite a few times, after our engagement, whenever we were alone either at home or whenever we went out. But, this kiss after getting married did do wonders, which I cannot put in words. Even after a gap of about eleven years, the moment I think of the first night, I become so excited and I wish, we had such an occasion every night for years to come.

Our lips met and as our tongues met, we started getting tied up in a very passionate kiss. He began caressing my back and my waist, teasing me with his fingertips. My hands rested on his shoulder and I pressed him against me.

I felt his hands hugging me around my shoulders and I slowly moved in to enjoy his touch. He was in a ” kurta pyjama” and I was in a ‘saree’ and we were just hugging each other, kissing each other, without parting our lips, and just sucking on each other’s lips. Then I felt his tongue trying to enter my mouth, parting my lips and I allowed him to explore my mouth. While his tongue was exploring my mouth, I felt his hands trying to slip under the ‘pallu’ of my saree to feel my back, hips, and started to feel my breasts.

Meanwhile his lips slowly traced a wet line on my cheeks, traveled down to my chin, and then to my neck, and licked my neck for some time, enjoying the sweet fragrance (emanating because of the special preparations taken by me for the event), and his hands were busy massaging my breasts through my blouse, without removing any piece of our clothing. I just remained passive, my eyes kept tightly shut, simply enjoying the pleasure of his touch and pressure.

When Rohith started undressing me, I was trembling with excitement, and eager as this was the first time I am going to expose my body to a man (even my mother had seen me only in clothes, whenever I requested her for help to shampoo my hair at the time of bathing – I would hide my body in a towel, or at least there would be my bra and panty) and would be seeing a nude male, all live!

Rohith removed the the pallu of saree off my shoulders, and let it fall down and the portion, which was inserted into the petticoat, was pulled off and he took it off entirely from my body. I was standing before him in my petticoat, and my blouse. He gently whistled, and hugged me once again and while we looked into each other’s eyes, began to unbutton my blouse. I watched how his Belek Escort eyes followed his hands from unbuttoning the blouse and slipping it, across my shoulders and down my arm. Now I was in my sexy, lacy, skimpy bra, my firm breasts barely concealed by the flimsy garment. My breasts pushed against my bra, trying to break free.

He guided me to the bed and we lay back on the bed. He released the hooks and eased the straps off and the bra fell on to the bed. My small nipples were flushed and rising. His hands slid across to lift my breasts up to his kisses and to caress my breasts. He squeezed it gently. We both started to breathe deeper.

He played with my nipple. He looked at my breasts and I can tell he liked what he saw. My heart began to race. He took a nipple in his mouth and began to suck. GOD THAT FELT SO GOOD! He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips, harder than before and again went back to my breasts. His breath on my left nipple made it rise even further to greet him. He kissed the nipple softly and spread his lips over it. Gently he suckled it, while his left thumb encircled my right nipple and he squeezed both firmly. I threw my head back and moaned. My fingers played in his short hair and across his shoulders.

He drew his attention to the now aching right breast where he flicked his tongue over the erect nipple. He swallowed this one more deeply and ran his tongue around the nipple while in his mouth. He did the kissing on the breasts with great enthusiasm. First on the left and then on the right until he felt my body tense and with a slight moan I relaxed. It was my first orgasm on the wedding night and I thought that I had peed in my panties and petticoat. I felt embarrassed.

Rohit realized what had happened. “Did you come?”

“What is that?” I asked in a lower voice.

“It means, dummy, that you had an orgasm.”

“I thought I peed due to my nervousness.”

“No, you certainly had an orgasm. Did you enjoy it?”

“Yes” I said shyly

He released my breasts and his fingers traced a path down my firm stomach and he hooked his fingers into the waistband of my petticoat. His kisses followed the path of his fingers, stopping only to flick his tongue into my navel. He undid the knot on the petticoat. He pulled the string of the petticoat and untied it so that another hurdle is also removed.

The touch of his fingers on the fabric of my now exposed lacy panties sent a shiver through me. His hands ran up the sides of my legs, his thumbs trailing across the inside of my thighs. His kisses went lower to the waistband of my lacy wet panties. I was suddenly aware how warm I was between my legs and imagined he could smell the aroma of my natural perfume. He ran his hands back over my ass and he kissed hard against my wet panties. His fingers hooked into the waistband on the sides and he slowly lowered them over my hips and tight ass. My small pubic hair appeared over the rim of the panties and I parted my legs to allow them to slide down my legs. Once more I lifted one leg, then the other so that he could remove my panties.

Rohith then realized that he was fully dressed and started removing the “KurtaPyjama” and he was above me in his briefs, just sporting an obviously big bulge. He lay on me and held me close to him. My breasts pressed into his chest. His chest massaged my breasts. I began to get turned on heavily. Rohith’s hand found its way all the way around my back, under my arms and pressed against the edge of my breasts. His other hand began to work its way to my ass.

He moved the hand away from my ass, but didn’t move the one near my breast. I felt wet between my legs. My head was against his and I was breathing harder on his Belek Escort Bayan ear. He hugged me tighter and our bodies seem to melt together.

On his persuasion, I put my hand in the top of his briefs and found his hard dick. My fingers encircled it. It was quite huge. I didn’t know if I would be able to take it inside me. His hips began to move. He stood up at the end of the bed, removed the briefs and pulled me to him. He then turned me around and backed me up to him and put his arms around me. Each hand found a tit and squeezed it. I looked into the full-length mirror and saw my man playing with my tits. We were both nude and WHAT A TURN ON it was! He squeezed my tits, pulled and twisted my nipples. I was tingling all over. He turned me around again.

We both lay on the bed and he got on his knees in front of me. He started feeling my legs from my ankles, up to my calves, over my thighs and then caressed my pussy lips. He slid a finger into my very hot pussy and moved it in and out. His other hand found my clit and began massaging it.

I just couldn’t help moaning, ‘Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhh! oooooohhhhhhhhhhh!’

I was enjoying the sweet sensation that his fingers are delivering on my pussy. When my hubby asked me whether it is hurting or painful, I replied in the negative. On this reply he felt reassured and increased his pace and inserted one more finger and I felt something blocking his fingers from entering any further in and somewhat a ticklish sensation. I told him so, and he told me about the hymen and I nodded my head that I too was aware of it. There was a sense of appreciation and he asked me with a bit of surprise in his voice whether I had never masturbated before marriage. I told him that I had played with my pussy but was afraid to put my fingers or anything else inside me, as I had reserved it for my ‘beloved future husband’ and smiled passionately at him.

We then lay down on the bed and kissed for a while again. I could feel his fingers probing around my pussy lips. I reached down and took his still hard dick in my hand. He sucked on my hard pink nipples. We were both now out of control. It was very hot in the room and it may be because we were very HOT. His hands ran to the back of my legs and then upwards to massage my ass cheeks. He planted kisses after kisses on pussy and along the hairline to either side. I instinctively parted my legs a little more and his left hand came back around to the front. He drew his fingers through the curls and down between my legs. He felt my moistening lips and gently pressed them between his fingers. I felt his fingers part them and he ran one finger from head to ass. On the way back, he pressed harder against the opening and I felt his finger begin to slide in. I gave a cry of ecstasy and thrust my pussy forward to meet his finger. Rohit fingered my clit and virgin fuck hole. He stopped and got over me. At last, we were going to do it. He straddled me on all fours and looked down at me.

“Love me Rohit please.” I begged him

“Are you ready for it my dear?” He asked.

“Yes I am all yours my dear Rohit. Love me and take my virginity”

With that Rohit put the tip of his cock on my pussy.

“Look, it may hurt a bit but you will enjoy later on” he said.

“I know. Just luv me”

He smiled, and lowered himself between my legs. He raised himself on one arm and reached down between us with the other. He played with my moist pussy lips for a moment and then appeared to wrap his hand around his own cock. I could see he was guiding his cock towards me and I felt its head begin to push against my pussy. He moved it gently up and down, looking for the right spot. He stopped when he found the right hole. Slowly Escort Belek he leaned forward and I felt the swollen head spread me apart.

He was looking into my eyes, looking for some hint to proceed or not. I gave that indication by raising my head off the bed and kissing him passionately. I lay back again and rubbed one hand across his chest. He increased his advance into me, sliding slowly deeper and deeper. He again eased back more and then thrust a little deeper. I was amazed at the depth of feeling I had inside me. I could almost see his cock pushing against the walls. Once more he drew back, and then down. This time he let go of the base of his cock and brought his arm up to lean directly over me. He leaned down and kissed me. He eased his hips lower. There was increasing resistance inside me. He rose and pushed down again, not any deeper but a little faster.

I knew I was coating his penis with my juices, which seemed to be flowing more freely. On his next downward motion, he stopped and began to apply more pressure. My breath was quickening; I wrapped my arms across his shoulders and tried to push up with my hips. I felt a sudden sharp pain and I found it hard to breathe. I felt Rohit’s cock hit my hymen and when his cock tore it open I felt like I was going to die of pain.

“OHMAUHHHHH OHHHHHHHHH yes” I cried, my face arching up, my body going rigid, my swollen breasts thrusting upward as my hubby’s huge, hot, glorious penis surged into my wet, conic cunt.

In and in it went, piercing deep, cleaving my pussy-flesh and pussy-lips open, mashing my gorged clitoris, crushing my molten flesh in its passage. My cunt convulsed uncontrollably on my hubby’s cock and, above me, Rohith groaned, his shoulder rippling and knotting powerfully, his buttocks flexing taut, his hips sinking and sinking as he buried his penis in my pussy.

Tears started rolling from my eyes. I lost my hymen and then he was deeper. Rohit stopped for a moment seeing my tears but I thrust my hips up and the rest of his penis entered my virgin pussy. I leaned forward and bit his shoulder, whimpering but pulling him closer. He didn’t back out, he lowered his hips against mine until I felt our pubic hair tangle. He bent his elbows and brought his chest down against mine. We lay still for some time, savoring the moment.

We kissed, sharing saliva, and wrestling each other’s tongues. I felt his hips shake back and forth a little; the sensation of his cock moving side to side was explosive. “Make love to me, please.” I whispered. We kissed deeply. He raised himself back up on his arms and brought his hips up a little. His hips came down against me! Again he raised himself higher this time. I shivered at the touch of his cock riding back out against the walls of my cunt. He thrust down a little faster than before for which I responded with a soft cooing sound. I could feel Rohit’s cock throbbing in my tight pussy. Slowly Rohit started pumping.

“I cannot hold on for long. You know it is my first time also.” said Rohit.

“Just come inside me, that is all I want from you my dear.”

Rohit increased his speed and within no time he started to come. I could feel my husband Rohit’s penis juice filling my pussy. I was overjoyed as Rohit, my man, is filling me with the seed of life.

After some time Rohit took out his cock from my pussy. It was red with my blood. There was a small patch of blood on the bed sheet and my pussy was all red. We lay side by side for a few minutes, my head on his chest, my fingers playing circles on his chest. He asked me if it was good, and I kissed him and whispered it was very exciting. We went to the bathroom and cleaned ourselves and removed all traces of our love making form the room. We stayed in bed naked for another hour and then drifted to sleep. Next morning we dressed quietly, touching and kissing each other periodically.

Next morning when my mother and Rohit’s sister came to wake us up, I blushed and could not meet their eyes. They nodded understanding everything.

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My first lover was my Uncle Nigel. He wasn’t really my uncle, he was actually a partner at my mother’s law firm. At the time, Mother was an Associate in the firm and Uncle Nigel was a partner. It was one of the older, more prestigious firms in Chicago.

I was barely eighteen at the time, a senior at the parochial school a couple blocks from the firm. I would go to the firm after school to meet Mother and we would drive home together. I often studied in the law library while I waited for her, a privilege earned with good grades and good behavior.

Like I said, Nigel was a senior partner in the firm. I remember seeing him around the firm, but it was at my first grown-up party, the firm Christmas party when I was fourteen that I actually met him. I was wearing a black sheath Mother had approved (but Daddy hated) that had spaghetti straps and a fitted bodice flaring into a wide trumpet skirt. It was breathtaking, and even my shyness at the lack of undergarments was no match for the inherent sexiness of the dress. Mother introduced me to Nigel and his wife, a pale blond anorexic society woman named Claire. Nigel made some comment about how I had grown and smiled at me, making me blush. I had an instant crush on him.

It was November, a few years later, when it happened. I remember that day clearly. It was warm for November, in the mid sixties. I was wearing my usual school skirt and blouse with a green cardigan. I flounced up to Mother’s office, that affected kind of walk only schoolgirls can pull off, half-bounce and half-traipse as I greeted Mother’s assistant.

“Hello , Abby, how’s Jackie?”

“Oh, she’s fine,” Abby smiled at me, pleased I had remembered her daughter was ill. Mother had already taught me networking. “Your mother is in court.”

“Jacobsen’s?”

“Yep. She ought to recess around four-thirty.”

“Okay, I’ll be in the library,” I smiled, swiping a candy from her jar. Abby smiled back. This was an old ritual between us.

I went into the library and arranged my books, planning to do my algebra homework. I actually worked on it for a few minutes, too. Then the door opened and there was Nigel, standing in the doorway, legal briefs in his hand forgotten as he stared at me. He moved closer as I turned to look at him.

“Madeline,” he greeted me in a near whisper.

“Nigel,” I answered as he had asked me.

“I could help you with your, ah, studies,” he offered, looking at my already-full chest pointedly.

I stared at him, then a big smile came from somewhere. “Nigel, are you making a pass at me?” I asked innocently, a born flirt like my mother.

“Yes,” he replied, smiling. His eyes left no doubt that he was serious.

“Your assistant would see us,” I scoffed.

He smiled rakishly. “She’s not here today.”

“Paralegals?” I asked. I was starting to get a little frightened.

“Nope.”

I stared into his dark eyes to be sure, then colored faintly and nodded. I couldn’t believe this was happening.

The door opened behind Nigel and a paralegal walked in, ignoring us.

“Thank you for helping me with my calculus, Uncle Nigel,” Muratpaşa Escort I smiled.

“Anytime, Madeline,” he said, pointing towards his office behind the paralegal’s back and sauntering out.

I worked for a few more minutes, then packed my books and slid out of the library. I felt as if I were sneaking through the halls, but the firm was unusually empty that day. I approached Nigel’s office and knocked on the closed door. I heard him call for me to come in and opened the door. He was sitting at his desk watching me calmly, hands folded. I stood in the doorway, hesitating. This was my last chance to chicken out. A door opened down the hallway and I quickly slid inside Nigel’s office, the door closing silently behind me.

It was dark in the office, lit only by a single lamp, light already failing because of the rain outside Nigel’s window. I stood on the plush carpeting transfixed by his hungry gaze sliding all over my body.

“Come here.” I slowly made my way through the brown leather loveseat and chairs arrangement and around his wide desk to stand at the corner of it, looking at my feet, scared to death, books in arms.

“Put your books down.” I bent to put them down by the wall and heard the quiet creak of leather and cloth as he stood. I straightened quickly, almost colliding with him. He was not very tall, only five six or so, but I was so short it made no difference. I noticed his eyes had tiny flecks of gold in them. He smiled at me and ran his hand slowly up my bare leg and under my skirt. I shivered even though his hand was hot and seemed to burn me. I looked down, away from those eyes, and noticed that my nipples were poking at the material. He reached for my breast, caressing the nipple with his thumb. The shock made me jump a little, and I looked back at him with wide eyes. He grinned at me and pinched my nipple rather hard. I winced, and my hips moved a little by themselves.

Nigel considered me for a moment longer as he stroked my nipple gently again. “Take off your clothes,” he said. I slowly reached up and began on the buttons on my blouse, then scuffing each loafer off with the other foot. I peeled the blouse back, not looking at him, then flicked at the buttons at my waist. My skirt slid from my slender hips. I stopped, standing in a sheer white lace bra and matching bikini panties.

Nigel’s eyes roamed my body. He took a deep breath, blowing it out slowly. He pulled the cups of my bra down, exposing my nipples, and lowered his face to them, licking lightly at them. I gasped and moved my hands. I didn’t know where to put them; they settled on his head. I bowed my face into his hair, smelling his hair and his cologne — I think he wore Obsession — as he began biting at my nipples, holding them in his teeth and lashing them with his tongue. My hips moved involuntarily again as I moaned into his hair. He reached behind me, cupping my ass, kneading the cheeks roughly. He pulled my underwear up tightly into my crotch so that the lace grated between my legs. I grabbed his shoulders, pulling him, as he moved his tongue up my neck, playing with the Muratpaşa Escort Bayan soft skin there, before he thrust it into my mouth in a raw, passionate kiss.

“Sweet little bitch,” he growled into my open mouth as I strained to pull him closer. I could feel his prick against me. My mind was flooded suddenly with all the dirty names I had learned for these parts, this act. Nigel took me by the arms suddenly, pushing me sprawling across his desk as he tore at his tie, his shirt, his pants.

Suddenly his cock sprang into view, the first live one I had ever seen, although I had looked them in the pictorials in my father’s girlie magazines for years. It seemed impossibly huge. I stared at it; I was afraid, as he took me by the hair and began pushing my face towards his crotch. I took the tool into my hand, then my mouth, moving carefully. I could not even close my fist around him he was so thick. I loved the way he smelled. I began to lose my fear, running my tongue over him, licking and sucking more of him into my mouth as he continued undressing. He groaned and began playing with my nipples, making me moan around his cock.

“That’s it, suck em,” he whispered as I began licking tentatively at his balls. I sucked one into my mouth, then the other, trying to get both in at once. He apparently approved of the effort, even though I was unsuccessful.

He groaned deeply and pushed me back onto his immaculate desk. I could feel the leather blotter against my back. He stood over me with his cock in his hand, looking me over as I examined him. He was thick-chested. Hairy. Very well-built. His stomach was flat and cut with muscle. Looking into my face, he reached to rub my clit through my panties until my eyes met his again, and I smiled. He jerked my panties off, practically tearing the delicate lace, then pushed his face into my pussy, licking though the thin hair to my clit. I gasped and spread my legs very wide, grabbing his hair and holding on. Waves of sensation washed over me as his tongue dipped down into my cunt, then rubbed little circles around my clit, finally building to rapid thrusts of his tongue. I moaned, trying to keep his tongue inside me with my fingers clenched in his hair, but he stood back up.

He looked down at me a moment, then pulled my legs until my ass swayed over the very edge of the desk. He stepped between my legs and rubbed his throbbing prick against my wet slit. I moaned and pushed my hips towards him.

“Please, Nigel,” I moaned, straining towards him. He ran his hands up my belly and across my breasts, tweaking my nipples.

“Please what?” he smiled down at me.

I could feel myself blushing. “Please… please fuck me.” I whispered, looking at his hand as it closed around his cock again.

He pinched my nipples again, then swirled his fingers over my clit slowly, notching his cock into the entrance of my virgin hole, moving gently against me. I’d been so afraid of this, this moment, his cock. His hot touch excited me, settled me. I wanted him inside me, and I’d forgotten about the pain. Then he abruptly fucked into me.

I Escort Muratpaşa screamed as he tore into me, and he faltered. Apparently he hadn’t realized I was a virgin. The smile on his face showed that this was a rare treat, and he stayed embedded, still, as he continued to circle my clit with his fingers. Through the pain, I felt the pleasure rising again as he pulled at the nub between his thumb and forefinger, pinching gently. I closed my eyes, shuddering with pleasure, beginning to moan softly again as he kneaded my tits, squeezing tightly, flicking his nails across the nipples. As I began to rock my hips from pleasure, he began moving inside me until he was thrusting gently, slowly building up speed and depth until he was pounding into me. I gasped and shook with the fury of sensation. He held my hips and fucked harder and faster as I bit at his neck and shoulders, raking him with my nails. I shuddered and began squeezing him more and more tightly inside my little pussy, coming and coming on his huge prick. He slammed into me still harder as he came with a shout.

We rested a moment, quietly. I saw the clock, it was four. “Mother’s supposed to recess soon,” I whispered into his ear, biting at the lobe, feeling his cock pulse inside me again.

He smiled down at me, grinding his meat into my soaked patch. “But I’m not quite done with you,” he replied, pulling his still-stiff dick from me. “Lick it,” he said. I smiled shyly and grasped it in both hands, licking my juices from it, sucking at the head, flicking my tongue along the sides, trying to push my tongue tip into the hole in the tip. His eyelids fluttered and he grabbed my tits again, pulling at them, rubbing them against his balls, wrapping them around his shaft. I pulled the head of his cock into my mouth as he began fucking my tits, grabbing his ass and running my fingers down into the crack, digging my nails in.

“Turn over,” he said, regaining control of his rod. I rolled on the desk, and Nigel rubbed and squeezed my soft ass, rubbing his fingertips over my asshole and cunt. He lowered his face to my ass and licked my asshole and pussy from behind, thrusting his tongue into both holes until I was squirming and moaning again. He used his tongue to rub my clit against his teeth.

He stood and teased my clit with his cockhead. He rubbed himself over my pussy lips and plunged suddenly inside, filling me, and I moaned and arched my back. I rotated my hips. He was even deeper than before, I could feel him all the way up against the back of my pussy; it made me cold and hot and I pushed back against him as hard as I could wanting more and more.

I threw my hair and looked over my shoulder at him. He grabbed the back of my bra and used that as a harness to pull me harder onto his cock. I moaned, arching my back again, reaching underneath and rubbing his balls and my own clit. As my fingers closed around his balls, he shouted, coming again inside me, making me come again. He pounded into me until he was too soft to stay inside, and he slipped out, dribbling his sperm down my sticky thighs.

Nigel held me for a few minutes, then cleaned me up, washing my cunt himself with a cloth from his private bathroom and licking me to yet another wonderful orgasm before I had to go back to the library to meet Mother. As I dressed to leave, his mischievous eyes danced as he asked me if he could see me this way again. I grinned. It was just what I’d been hoping for.

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Treality Stories Volume III – yes we’re happy and horney as f¥€k

All characters are well over 18 years old and include ‘Rocket Man’ and ‘Sparkling Red’ who first met online a few years ago as their alter egos ‘Jardine Man’ and ‘Mimbabe’. We will also get to hear about their even earlier alter ego’s ‘Batman’ and ‘Prudence’!

Introduction to Volume III …

Goddess Rule 3. Yes I’m very happy and I’m horney as f¥€k for you my Rocket Man.

All Man Rule 3. Damn I’m horny as f¥€k for my fabulous Sparkling Red. My Goddess is to wear red leather with no bra or panties with your long black boots.

The anniversary of your Dad’s death is spent with your Mum on the way over to see me. Yay. I tell you that it’s great to be with your Mum, you were only 16 the time when young men really need their Dad around them. It’s actually ok to still feel betrayed at this time. However look at the beautiful man you have become, a very loving father and a dotting Pa. A wonderful son to your strong Mum. A fabulous boyfriend and lover to me. Such a kind man to my children already and they miss having you around showing them how a real man treats his lady. You have given your life to the military and have many wonderful achievements. Friends that are best mates.

I don’t know your Dad, but I think he would be very proud of the man you have become.

We then have the most amazing six days together – being loved and giving love.

The kids are becoming used to my All Man visiting, making their Mum happy and making them feel special. It is such a great role model for the boys – competing with you to show who loves their Mum even more than you.

You are such a good sport about the shaving idea and I knew you’d just love it too. I certainly do. What an amazing man and I love your clean shaven look and I love stroking our Mojo just like you do with a waxed Genie.

Hope you love your non-hobo Mojo. I am so doing this crack and sack thing for you (and me) …

Fantastic just surprise me next time we catch up?

We can plan that after Monday morning meeting. Imagine my pussy after a wax and your balls and area done. Then how making love is going to feel so smooth and velvety. Wow wow wow that will be a first for both of us.

I never thought I would ever find a love like this. And this is our Third Volume already – you’re amazing collating and adding just such sensual and sexy imagery for us to enjoy while apart and then reading me the latest Adult Only Bedtime Story. Quite masterful – just like your loving of me – so Masterful and beautiful how you treat your Mistress and Sparkling Red Goddess.

Yes, I am happy and horney as f¥€k for my All Man with his non hobo Mojo and Clean-shaven balls done just Serik Escort for my reward and pleasure. Bring on Volume IV!

Later …

We have been chatting about my number 2 best lover who was the one that started calling me Prudence never my given name. That chat morphed into your and my number 3s …

My All Man’s first lover teaches him well and is his number 3 …

I moved in numerous tribes while in high school: all with a different personae. Sunday School and Youth Group was fantastic with several beautiful girls that were fun to share ‘approved Baptist’ activities; Boy Scouts to enjoy camaraderie and camping out / canoeing / treks every school holidays; shooting with my Dad; bush dancing with tennis (and winning the “most Cooperative” awards every year!); piano and guitar lessons. The Youth Group was great with lots of outings, bonfires, singing and ‘even’ dancing – a whole new concept to the Baptist Church in the day!

One memorable Bonfire at San Isadore resulted in ‘Sandra O’ being paired up with me for several dances and then she wanted to return to Wagga in the car with me. Wahoo. We had not even left the venue and she was cuddling me in the back seat as ‘Adrian’ and ‘Greg’ happily chatted away in the front about cars seemingly oblivious to the action in the rear seat – definitely unapproved Baptist Youth Group activities.

She was curled up in my lap kissing and hugging me. I could enjoy doing more of this I thought. She unclipped her bra and ran my hands up under her jumper and I got to feel the beautiful sensation of a solid B cup right breast as we continued kissing. Her nipples kept getting erect and then calming down, getting erect and … This was mind blowing for me – far better than kissing ‘Kerry L’ with braces!

We get dropped off back at the Church and Sandra wants to know if we can catchup tomorrow night at the Teachers College for dinner with her and a College Production. I had to check with Mum and Dad to see if I can get a lift so that should be great I say. She says that we should be able to find someone to drop you off.

I have my first ever real date!

Our dinner was great with her and I cooking in the College common room and then setting up a table in her room to have a candle lit meal together before the play on Campus just a short walk away. The play was not memorable at all but walking there, sitting in the audience, kissing her passionately before heading back to her room was certainly a ‘coming of age’ for me. Sandra was in 2nd Year so was probably 19 maybe 20 and I was not that old! Thankfully the dinner and play gave me much more of a chance to check out in daylight my date as she was new that year to our youth group! She Serik Escort Bayan was slim and a strikingly pretty brunette with highlights in her hair.

Despite being a Boy Scout Patrol Leader I was unprepared for what came next! Although it was disappointing at the time she was also unprepared – we had no protection! That did mean we had lots of Foreplay discovering each others bodies and what felt good. In her bean bag we did make out – which was most memorable and thankfully I pulled out before I came. She laughed at the volume of cum spread all across her tummy but thankfully none had hit the beanbag as it was her friends! After that embarrassment I was still keen to ask her out to a birthday party at my mate’s place near my High School! She says she would love to go with me and asked if I thought she’d fit in ok. Yeees I said.

So the following week, Mum and I pick up Sandra from College and went to the Birthday Party with a another mate planning to drop us off afterwards. One must remember this is out in the country in the late 1970’s. All such party’s, despite being a 18th involved copious amounts of alcohol and lots of weed! I definitely had other interesting things on my mind though. My mates were very impressed with my striking new date from Church and from the Teachers College no less! This tribe got to see a very different personae that night! Sandra fitted right in with the girls (country girls don’t forget!) I pried her away to go for a walk so we can chat and see what happens!

We stop at the local playground to sit and cuddle some more as she is so much fun to kiss and get to know her (and her body). Things get quite steamy on the slider swing as I have successfully got her bra strap finally undone to kiss her erect nipples again and she has got my fly undone to explore the raging hardon trapped in my suddenly too tight jeans. This is getting ridiculous so I stand up, remove my jeans and her panties as I straddle the swing seat and she literally climbs on board after I somehow get the protection on. Not overly smooth or sophisticated moves by me but she seemed to be loving my body and my enthusiasm which lasted much longer than the previous Saturday night! So my first adventure in love was on a swingset near my High School! No wonder I love cowgirl position.

The rest of that year I would help Sandra out with her Maths and Science subjects while researching her biology! My sister never fails to remind me that Mum fell for all of that! Being the first I always got away with murder she would always say – despite being on the Honour Board at School!

Sadly the following Easter her parents money ran out and she returned back home without even saying goodbye when her Dad Escort Serik came to pick her up!

I have never heard from or of her again! Not at all!

My number 3 who was far too aware of his long penis

My number 3 was also a baseball man 36 on the team I played with in St Kilda and was (and is) great friends with my number 2, as far as I know. I was friends with both and only slept with him well after number 2 and my great girlfriend at the time recommended him when I did his travel arrangements back to the UK to visit family. He got such a great personal reference about him and his schlong.

Just a one night she said – it’s more your style Prud, she didn’t know what to do with it! I am sure she did but didn’t go back for seconds.

l dropped off his tickets to his house and stayed for dinner – we had Irish stew and he dearly wanted to f¥€k me. That was to be my extra thank you for arranging his travels so well. He was very aware of his long penis – so he always prepared me well by licking me out prior to entering me. He remained a great client even when he fell in love with someone else and I even booked his honeymoon and organised his marriage in the little White Chapel in Vegas. No mucking around after those arrangements – only when he was single as I loved it at the time as, unlike my girlfriend, I did go back for some more.

Do not need to fear my number 3 with the schlong at all – your shape changing cock is beautiful and is so much better. Your Mojo’s BD and LD are awesome and I can feel them massaging my cervix and That Spot which is just what I need and love. With you I can grind my pelvis on yours which was impossible with number 3 and so we still always need to be careful you don’t bruise my kidneys with your UltraLD. I love you teasing and preparing me well as you know Mojo hurts my cervix whenever we both forget. Remember we found out that your LD means you’re in the Top 1% of males in the world – and with the length of your ULD schlong who knows. I am most happy to organise our travel and for you to thank me personally too … I love that.

Rocket Man texts back: Hope you feel good telling me such details about your past lovers and partners. I do. Very liberating not to have secrets or shadows. Until you told me this I had not realised the down side of blokes having a too long a schlong! Lol. I so love you and yes I know how good you are at travel planning and execution too.

Excellent, I wouldn’t call any of them partners we were all sexual with different people back then. It seems like it was another lifetime ago and I can hardly believe that was me now. All I desperately wanted was to feel safe and loved after the Ex left!

I have now found my soul mate and my absolutely best lover ever: YOU.

xx

Your Sparkling Red and best lover forever now

Sparkling Red and I hope you enjoy our Treality and we truly welcome any and all constructive comments you can offer us. We read them all and respond.

Bring them on – pretty please …

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Tiffany was a good girl 21. F cup tits. Still a virgin. And wasn’t that smart. She didn’t no what to wear that much. So she went to work in pink bra’s and panties. And guys stared at her. She sleeps naked. Loves to sleep. And loves to walk during midnight. One night she was looking for her friend in a ally. She was wearing a silk bra, and silk panties. It was cold and her nipples got hard. In the ally she could barely see. And she heard a noise coming from deeper in the ally. She walked closer in, and heard a noise coming from deeper in, she went in and couldn’t see anymore. She couldn’t see where she came from. There was a slither behind her, but she was to distracted looking around. Then she felt something slimy rubbing her panties. She started to turn and sees nothing. She looks down and sees purple pulsing tentacles looking at her, she backed and then they grabbed her arms and legs and pulled her in the air.

She was scared to look. but she felt one pop off her Cevizli Escort bra and felt two slimy tentacles squeeze her tits, they rubbed her nipples, and then two more came and started sucking them. Two squeezes. And two sucked. Tiffany moaned, and felt something take her panties off. Tiffany tried to pull her legs to each-other and the more the tentacles sucked the weaker she got. Her legs got weak and the tentacles could of pulled her legs away easily enough but they wanted to show her she was pathetic and weak. One tentacle choked her, and then she felt something rub her pussy.

Tiffany screamed “No not there please stop let me go”

One small tentacle sucked her clitoris, making her pussy a bit wet. Then one tentacle pounded deep her her virgin pussy. She screamed and made the tentacles grow stronger. She started crying of the pain cause she was barely wet. The more she cried the harder they fucked her.

Tiffany started thinking Cevizli Escort Bayan to herself ” I thought these things were fake, I thought they weren’t real” She’s never seen tentacle porn. But they were real.

One went in her ass and Tiffany felt her pussy bleeding. And she wanted to die cause of how hard they raped her, they came inside her virgin pussy. And they dropped her to the ground.

She thought to her self “Its over”…

But it wasn’t. They made noises.. And then a portal opened up. Showing the hugest tentacle shes seen. It was 10 times bigger “Fatter” it looked straight at her pussy and started digging in, blood stared coming out again, and she cried and screamed until one went in her mouth. Then it started fucking her tearing her apart. It fucked her for a few minutes. Then it came inside her killing her.

She wakes up in a strange place. laying on the ground feeling weak. Then she felt her tits Escort Cevizli throbbing, and felt them grow 2X bigger. She got up looked at her self and saw she was wearing a red shirt ripped up all to the point to where some of her breast was hanging out, and she looked down more and saw a ripped up red skirt ripped up to the point to where some of her pussy was showing. She looked and saw she had her perfect body back too.

She looked and saw a few signs saying: Welcome to Fuck Hell. Another sign said: Obliviously you’ve been fucked by a boss tentacle and came in you and you died. Another sign said: You have a hole new virginity back. To the point to where you were never raped and fucked by anything in your life. You can get out of here but it will take along time. Another sign said: Here are some of the creatures that will try to rape you: Blue tentacles, Red tentacles, Green tentacles, blue half see through blobs, ghosts, dogs, gas, strong ghosts, ogres. And some new ones. In small letters she didn’t see was “If they get you they’ll never stop so you’ll have to struggle to get free” Another sign said there are portals at the end of the hall ways, Go through them and you’ll appear in a twice as long hall way. There are 4 in total.

I WILL MAKE A SEQUEL SOON!

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“It’s a simple wager, the first one of us who screws him wins!” Kathy said.

Kathy is my next-door neighbor and very best friend. She was talking about the new guy working at the Sunoco gas station down at the corner. He was in his early twenties and a hunk.

“Roy would kill me if he found out.” I argued.

“He’s not going to find out!” Kathy smiled.

Kathy was always coming up with some crazy scheme to get me to cheat on my husband. Because she couldn’t keep her pants on she wanted me to join in on her escapades.

There had been the afternoon when we did a threesome with her boss at the local No Tell Motel. The poor guy almost had a heart attack with the two of us bouncing on his cock.

Birth control pills were the greatest invention since sliced bread allowing a woman to fuck whoever she wanted whenever she wanted and feel his delicious cum flow into her.

“How do we prove who’s first?” I asked her.

“Simple, we get a picture of his cock!” Kathy smiled.

Oh yea, fuck the guy and then ask him for a picture of his dick!

“Just one time, right?’ I agreed.

There were no other customers when I drove onto the station lot. The new guy came wandering out from the garage to serve me.

The name badge of his pocket said his name was “Brad”.

“May I help you Ma’am?” he asked.

“Yes, fill it up please and check my oil.” I asked in my most demure feminine voice.

The short red dress I was wearing was high on my legs. I knew from his vantage point he could see the white silk of my panties. Shamelessly I opened my legs ever so slightly.

He had taken the bait, I just had to yank and set the hook.

He started the gas flowing into the tank and asked if I would release the hood.

“It is too hard for me to pull, can you do it?” I asked opening my door.

Brad reached in for the hood release handle. His face was now only inches from my open crotch. He must have been able to smell my scent and see the outline of my bush through the thin silk.

Trying to keep his composure he went about his task.

“Twenty-three sixty-nine, Mam.” He said after he topped off the tank.

I handed his my Visa card and Avsallar Escort gave him my phone number.

It was a couple of days later when he called.

“Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Brad from the gas station. I was just thinking about you.” He said.

So my wedding ring hadn’t scared him off, he wanted to play.

I did not know what progress Kathy had made if any on our little challenge.

“What are you doing tonight Brad?” I asked.

“Nothing much, just hanging around.” He answered.

“Why don’t you meet me at Winners for a drink?” I suggested.

“That would be great!” he eagerly agreed.

“About eight.” I said hanging up before I changed my mind.

I was dressed in my “I wanna get fucked” outfit. A very, very short black sheath dress with spaghetti straps, nylons held up by a garter belt and a pair of black vinyl boots. Head turned when I walked into the dim smoky room.

Brad was sitting in a corner booth; I walked over to join him.

“I didn’t know if you would come?” Brad said rising to greet me.

I slipped into the booth opposite him.

“Order me a gin and Wink.” I asked.

We made small talk while the D.J. went through his repertoire. I made it obvious to Brad I was available for a roll in the hay.

Brad told me he had a more or less steady girlfriend that he had been dating for almost a year but had not been intimate with yet. He confessed to me he was still a virgin! Bonus!

We left Brad’s Honda parked on the mall and took my Impala to the Esquire Motel. The Esquire was a popular sin bin on the weekends and usually they rented the same rooms out two or three times the same night.

When we arrived there were already several cars nosed up to some of the units. I gave Brad my credit card and asked his to go book us in.

While Brad was in the motel office I checked to make sure the digital camera was in my handbag.

The small unit was intended for one purpose, fucking. Aside from the bed and porn TV the rest was superfluous. I set the bottle of whiskey I brought on the counter and told Brad to go and get some ice and mix while I got ready. As he went out the door with the ice Avsallar Escort Bayan bucket I went into the washroom.

I heard him come back in and waited for him to pour our drinks before I entered he room naked.

Brad’s eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw me in all my glory. My tits were full and firm and I had trimmed my pussy just for his benefit.

I walked over and casually picked up my drink.

“Let’s see what I am getting?” I challenged him.

Brad was like a cute little boy and went into the washroom to disrobe.

In minutes Brad emerged from the bathroom naked wielding the most beautiful cock I had ever seen. He must have been nine inches, cut and a good inch more than my hubby. My pussy begins to get wet just looking at it.

“Come here!” I ordered.

Like an obedient puppy dog Brad brought his delicious erection over to where I sat. Without further delay I took his irresistible cockmeat into my mouth.

God it was good! A full mouth of virgin cock and it was all mine. Brad stood there enjoying my tongue caressing the length of his shaft and me gently taking his balls into my mouth. I hungered for a taste of his sperm.

His helmet was as smooth as silk and I detected the taste of precum as my tongue passed over it. I knew I was to be the first woman to taste this young buck’s cum. My lips sealed around his shaft and I inhaled deeply. My cheeks sunk in and contacted the swollen member filling my mouth. Brad was about to benefit from an experienced cocksucker.

He moaned softly as my mouth fucked his virgin cock. I knew it would be only moments before he exploded in my mouth. My hand encircled his cock yanking him as my tongue danced over the length of his cock. I felt his body stiffen as he reached his limit.

His rich crème flooded my mouth in a series of massive spurts and my teeth were awash in a sea of his salty brine. Frantically I begin swallowing his ejaculation in an effort not to loose any of his precious cum.

The thick globs slid down my throat like raw oysters leaving a trail of pungent taste to my belly. I looked into his eyes and smiled as I licked the residue from the Escort Avsallar tip of his cock.

I was ready to take Brad’s cock in me but he had different ideas. Sitting me on the side of the bed he kneeled between my legs and lowered his face to my cunt. With my fingers I spread my labia for him.

His tongue entered me like a veterans. A shiver went though me when he found my sensitive clitoris. I whimpered like a puppy as he licked my wakening pussy.

“Oh fuck me!” I pleaded falling back on the bed.

Gently he mounted me as if he were afraid of breaking me. I helped his cockhead find the entrance to my womanhood. His beautiful cock slid into my ready passage as if it belonged inside on me. My legs wrapped around him and drew him securely into my intimate depths. Slowly we begin to fuck.

It had been too long since I had had such a young cock in me. So hard and eager to satisfy my needs. I clamped myself onto him and rode his cock like it was the giant coaster at Wally World.

“Oh yes Baby, fuck me hard!” I cried.

I was now under the control of nine inches of young cockmeat. I could not get it in me deep enough to scratch that maddening itch. I felt my pussy juices flowing like a breached levee.

Brad’s thrust were hard and rapid, I knew my cunt was hurtling him to his first orgasm in a woman. My hips rose up to meet his slamming thrusts until his cockhead touched my cervix.

“Shoot in me!” I cried.

I was primed and ready for his load when I felt the warm surge of sperm flooding my pussy. The sticky cum triggered my climax.

“Aaaaaaaaaarrrrgh!” I cried as my orgasm ripped through me.

My cunt spasm on Brad’s spurting cock as I accepted his sperm.

Brad collapsed exhausted on top of me his cock still draining into me.

We lay there motionless as I savored Brad’s cock soaking in my saturated pussy. The slightest movement sent tingles though my loins.

Slowly Brad started pumping me again. He was going for another orgasm.

I was really wet now, our bodies made a slapping noise as they came together. The suction created by Brad’s cock made a soft squishing sound as the juices lubricated our union.

My second orgasm came quickly and was as exquisite as the first. More of Brad’s cream flowed into me as I writhed on his spurting cock.

All to soon it was time we had to leave. I didn’t ever want that afternoon to end. I begrudged Brad taking his cock out of me so I could photograph it for Kathy’s satisfaction.

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