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The ferry ride, so cold that even the tourists scurry inside after snapping off a couple quick pictures, the Lady in the harbor looks on, majestically unconcerned. The cold doesn’t touch me, your voice echoes in my mind, sultry and filled with longing for my kiss.

Finally I reach the Island, I politely move ahead of the crowd, my body leading me straight to where your car is waiting. As I get in, your hands and mine caress each other as we grasp each others faces, kissing deeply, passionately.

The sound of car horns jars us back to reality, still kissing, I can feel your smile against my lips as we part. The ride to your house is a brief one, thankfully, and my hand is rubbing up and down on your thigh, making you step harder on the gas at every green light. On the curves, I touch your throbbing pussy, feeling how wet you are already, and you grasp my pulsing cock in your hand whenever you can. Sometimes I wonder if we’re going to crash, but I’m too far gone to care!

We don’t waste any time once we get inside, all week we’ve been dying for this moment. Our clothes disappear as if by magic, our mouths locked together, tongues seeking and probing, devouring each other, breathing the same breath.

My hands roam your body, pulling you closer by grabbing your ass in my strong hands, kneading as you moan against me. One hand cups your sopping pussy, almost lifting you in my palm as the heel of my hand presses hard on your clit. Your knees tremble as your head rests on my shoulder, I take your hair in my fist and kiss your mouth fiercely, as two of my long fingers slip inside of you. Reaching up, deeper inside, to massage your innermost place, feeling your body start Balıkesir Escort to convulse, as I rhythmically pulse my fingers against your g-spot. Your body spasms, again and again, all my strength devoted to holding you up by your pubic bone, as you gush hot wetness over my palm and wrist. I hold you close while the tremors subside, feeling your breath hot against my neck, just holding my hand still inside you.

You reach down now, to take my dripping cock in your hand, I love the look on your face as you measure it by sliding your little hand down it’s length, when you raise your fingers up to taste the clear fluid running from me with every throbbing heartbeat, I know what you want next.

I gently let go of your sweet little pussy, licking your sweet cum from my fingers as you watch fascinated, trembling. I want to be inside of you so much, but when you drop to your knees before me, everything in the world disappears, except the sight of you with my cock poised to enter your mouth. Your tongue flicks out and tastes me again, softly licking around the engorged head, gripping me firmly in your tiny hands. You feel it twitching, you look me straight in the eyes as you slowly try to engulf my cock in your mouth. When you feel it in the back of your throat, you realize there’s no way you can swallow it all, but to please me you try anyway.

It drives me wild, I can’t take it for very long, I want to grab your hair and fuck your face.

When I do, I see a look of fear and lust in your eyes, almost begging me to, and yet knowing it will gag you. For a little while I let you try to swallow my thick, long cock, but soon I want to fill you with it. Balıkesir Escort Bayan I tease you, telling you that someday I’ll come in your mouth, if you’re a good girl! You laugh too, but you wish you could make me come like that.

As you stand, I hold your breasts in my hands, licking them, nibbling on your erect nipples, licking, all over your neck and breasts as I lay you down on the edge of the bed.

The sight of you spread before me, my hands pressing your knees to your body, is such a turn-on. I put just the head of my cock in, as you look down to see it entering your tiny pussy.

My thumbs spread your lips wide, rubbing your clit as I sink my cock into you, slowly, an inch at a time, until I’m buried hilt deep in your body. I stay there, unmoving, as your hips arc and flex to accommodate me, you’re already beginning your second orgasm as I begin withdrawing it slowly, tormenting you in the sweetest possible way! My thumbs still rubbing your clit as I pull all the way out, then slowly slide into you again. Grinding deep inside of you now, my pubic bone rubbing against yours, sending you over the edge, again and again, just opening you up so I can go faster, harder, deeper. You’ve already come many times when I start really pumping into you, hands holding you folded, and wide before me, feeling my balls slapping wetly against your ass.

I use the bed springs to bounce you up and down on my rock-hard cock, In and out, faster and faster, your body completely clenched in one long, screaming orgasm, your head whipping your hair from side to side as you cum, uncontrollably, begging me to stop, screaming for me to fuck harder, you only Escort Balıkesir know this sensation must end or you’ll explode, and then you do, as you feel me tense up and grow more erratic, you grab both my arms and stare at me as I say, “OH YEAH, NOW BABY, RIGHT NOW!” I shoot burning jets of cum deep inside you, as your body drenches my cock, milking me, as our juices blend into a froth, running out, down the crack of your ass as I keep pumping my hot cum inside you.

Your muscles clench and quiver around my still -hard cock, your eyes glaze as you keep coming and coming, my cock still buried deep inside you, still throbbing from the pleasure.

I lie atop you, holding you, kissing you, but it’s not over yet, and when I ask you; “had enough? or do you want more?” It’s a strictly rhetorical question! I put you on your hands and knees, entering your dripping pussy from behind, just to feel how deep you can take me.

My strong hands grip your ass, spreading you open, so that now my balls are slapping on your burning clit. You can only grip the sheets and moan now, this is my time, just fucking you for the sheer joy of making you come over and over again, reveling in this sensation of fulfilling you so completely.

Wanting you to beg me to come, harder and faster, I slam my cock into you, waiting for you to scream out every time you come, until you’re just limp and weak from coming. Thats the moment I love. When you say, “oh please, please come”.

And I do, grabbing your hips and pulling you back onto my cock as I thrust deep inside one final time, shooting my come inside you as you cry out in gratitude and pleasure.

Then, sated, I fall on my side next to you, kissing and caressing every part of you that I can reach, kissing your neck, feeling you sigh in contentment, as I snuggle up next to you.

This is the moment I treasure, glowing, hot, just happy to breathe in your scent, watching as you fall asleep in my arms….for a while…..

The end

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The year was 1964, the place Resolute Bay, N.W.T.

It was an R.C.A.F. radar station, part of the string that formed the Distant Early Warning line from Canada’s coast to coast to monitor air traffic entering Canadian air space over the pole.

The radar screens were monitored at N.O.R.A.D.’s command post buried deep within a mountain in Colorado. In the event a “boogie” was detected on a southerly course interceptors would be scrambled to identify whether they were friendly or foe.

Fortunately all the intercepts so far had just been friendly aircraft that failed to file a flight plan or were off course.

Personnel at the station were minimal due to the isolation and harsh climate. Just a couple of radar techs and a couple of electrical techs to maintain the giant Buda diesel generators that supplied the base’s electrical power.

A weekly skid run would land on the ice dropping off diesel fuel and other necessary supplies. If the weather was bad, which it often was, the base would draw on its built-in reserves until the clumsy C119 was able to make a drop.

The base had started as an “isolation” posting meaning guys were posted for six months at a time separated from their spouses.

As this encouraged fraternization with the local Eskimo women the defense department decided to try experimental postings of married personnel accompanied by their spouses.

Temporary married quarters were hastily erected and the plan put into effect.

The first two married radar techs were man and wife, Sgt. Bernie Tetrault and his lovely blonde wife L.A.C. Fern Tetrault.

The Tetrault’s had only been married a few months before at their previous station in Bagotville, Quebec, home of an interceptor wing of F86 Sabers. Their six months in Resolute was to be sort of their honeymoon.

Cpl Bill Hume was transferred up with his half-hazard wife Joyce and L.A.C. Lloyd Shock with his beautiful wife Samantha.

Hume and Shock were to look after the stations two generating plants.

Bernie Tetrault and Bill Hume were about the same age, early forties career airmen. Hume’s wife was also in her forties, a large-frame outspoken woman.

Fern Tetrault and Samantha Shock were both demure beauties in their mid-twenties. Whilst Fern was a flaxen hair petite woman Samantha was a more rounded auburn hair beauty. Most men would find either woman desirable.

As the new personnel settled into their routine they became quite friendly. Other than their routine task they had little to do but socialize with each other.

Television reception was poor, the CBC station from northern Alberta the only one coming in clear. Booze was their only distraction from their boring existence.

After a short getting to know each other period the new neighbors began bonding. They were all housed together in a large prefabricated building divided into individual apartments. All the living quarters shared common laundry facilities and a shower room. Steam heat, electricity and water were supplied from the nearby utilities building.

All the buildings in the complex were joined by enclosed passageways so the occupants did not have to go outside in severe weather conditions.

Life in the station was based on the “honor system”, no locked doors anywhere.

Samantha Shock and Joyce Hume became the best of friends being the two “civvies” on the station. They could usually be found together in one or the others apartment.

The girls enjoyed the luxury of the hot shower room during the day when the guys were occupied with their tasks. Joyce and Sam would spend hours alternating from the showers to the attached sauna room in complete nudity, enjoying their solitude.

Joyce Hume was a full-figured woman but Sam found something attractive about her naked body. Was it her large breasts with their big pink nipples of the tangle of pubic hair covering her crotch? Sam was not sure but the attraction was there.

Joyce was definitely interested in her new neighbor’s charms. Samantha had perfectly shaped breasts adorned by delicate pink teats that jutted out tempting to be sucked. She had a cleanly shaved pussy and a nicely rounded ass.

Joyce imagined that she and Lloyd spent much of their time fucking.

It started without warning, Joyce and Samantha were sitting in the sauna room exchanging tidbits of information when suddenly Joyce embraced Sam and kissed her on the lips.

It was a long, passionate kiss with Joyce’s tongue forcing its way into the younger woman’s mouth. Sam melted in her arms, her own tongue intertwining with her neighbors while their perspiring bare skin pressed together. Sam felt Joyce’s hand go down to her naked pussy.

Sam’s legs were slightly apart allowing her aggressive partner’s fingers to penetrate her. Samantha did not resist.

It was the young wife’s first lesbian experience. Once in college she had kissed on of her girlfriends on the lips but it was just fooling around, nothing like she was feeling now.

Samantha’s right Balıkesir Escort hand cupped Joyce’s full breast and gently squeezed it, her thumb running across the erect nipple.

“Oh yes!” she moaned as Joyce’s fingers found her clitoris.

The two women were fully involved in their love making when they heard someone enter the adjoining shower room.

Joyce rose and walked over to peer out the steamed-up pane of glass in the connecting door. Wiping away the collected condensation she saw the naked figure of her husband who had come to shower in his off duty time.

Joyce opened the door a few inches, “Why don’t you come in here and join us?” she cooed.

Hume looked confused, “us”?

“I have a nice surprise for you in here.” His wife promised.

Hume entered the sauna room following his wife.

There on the bench sat his buddy’s naked wife. Upon seeing her nudity with all her charms exposed his cock immediately began to harden.

“Samantha and I were just getting to know each other.” Joyce smiled.

Hume knew of his wife’s bisexuality, they had participated in threesomes with other females in the past and Joyce had enjoyed eating pussy as much as she did sucking cocks.

Sam just sat there smiling a guilty smile, her legs still parted showing her neighbor here open slit.

Samantha was impressed with the size of Hume’s erection as it was so long and so thick! Her husband had an ordinary six-inch cock but Hume’s must have been about ten inches long and as thick around as her wrist. She wondered what it would feel like in her.

Hume walked over until he was only inches from Samantha.

“Feel this!” she said grabbing her husband’s erection.

Samantha cautiously reached out and took his hard-on into her hand.

The redhead’s touch sent a shiver through Hume’s spine and his cock twitched in anticipation as Samantha gently began stroking it to familiarize herself with its size.

“Would you like to suck it?” Joyce asked.

Samantha was not usually into cocksucking, she had denied her husband’s pleading many times to take him into her mouth. But this was no ordinary cock.

“Yes, I think I would.” She accepted her friend’s offer.

Samantha automatically took the cock into her mouth as his wife held it. As it passed over her lips Joyce released it giving it free reign in the young cocksucker’s head.

Samantha’s lips sealed around Hume’s thick shaft and she drewn in a deep breath. Her cheeks sunk in as she formed a vacuum around the enormous cockhead in her mouth.

Hume gently cradled her mop of auburn hair in his hands as he guided his cock further into Samantha’s mouth.

“Easy Bill, let her get use to its size.” His wife chastised him.

It was only the third cock Samantha had ever had in her mouth, there had been her husband’s and Billy Marsden’s in his old Chevy back in her high school days. Hume’s was by far the biggest.

The cock came alive in her mouth and it started to throb as it slides further in between her lips. Hume was now well into her, the smooth bulbous head of his dick neared the entrance to her throat.

“Tilt you head back.” Joyce coached Sam.

Samantha did as suggested while Bill fed more cock into her head. Now the enormous invader was starting to enter her gullet.

Samantha gagged but forced more cock into her throat.

She felt the fuzz of Hume’s pubic hair tickling her lips and she realized she had deep throated his entire ten inches.

“Good girl!” Joyce congratulated Sam’s accomplishment.

Samantha enjoyed the huge cock in the mouth, the weight of it sliding across her tongue, the way its circumference stretched her lips wide open, she wondered how marvelous it would feel in her pussy.

She was surprised Joyce was so willing to share her husband’s magnificent cock with her mouth but surely she would not allow her husband to fuck her, or would she?

Sam was occupied by the huge invader in her mouth and had not expected the gigantic spurts of cum as the rapidly flooded her mouth. String after huge string of Hume’s thick sperm fired from his cockhead into her throat.

A slimy trail of gooey snot slid down her throat as gravity took it to her belly. Only a tiny drop escaped from the corner of her mouth and dribbled down the side of her chin.

“Nicely done!” Joyce exclaimed watching Sam’s throat gulping down her husband’s sperm.

Samantha wondered what the proper etiquette was when sucking another woman’s husband’s cock. Should she have offered to share his cum with Joyce? It was too late now, his puddle of spunk had settled in her stomach.

Samantha felt wicked for having sucked another man’s cock and enjoying it!

“O.K., my girlfriend’s sucked you off so get the hell out of here so we can carry on.” Joyce berated her husband.

Begrudgingly Hume left the two women alone in the sauna room.

Joyce could taste her husband’s cum in Samantha’s mouth as they continued to kiss.

The young wife was Balıkesir Escort Bayan putty in the older woman’s hands. Having sucked off her husband while she watched convinced Joyce Samantha would do whatever she wished.

“Eat me!” Joyce barked.

“Excuse me?” the confused redhead replied.

“I want you to eat my cunt!” Joyce ordered.

Joyce sat on the cedar bench and Samantha sank obediently to her knees staring into Joyce’s open pussy. She could see the moisture glistening between Joyce’s plump labia.

Samantha could smell Joyce’s scent as her face neared the juicy cunt inches from her mouth. Gingerly her tongue came out to enter the cunt before her.

Samantha had had her cunt eaten by her husband and had a good idea what was involved. She knew how good a tongue could feel exploring her womanhood. Boldly Sam thrust her tongue into Joyce’s crotch.

Joyce’s juices were tangy on the tip of Samantha’s inquisitive tongue. The pungent taste caused Samantha’s face to pucker as if she were tasting lemon juice.

The initial shock over she boldly plunged her tongue into Joyce’s warm pocket.

Samantha’s familiarity with the geography of her own vagina took her directly to Joyce’s clitoris which was already erect in anticipation of Sam’s tongue visiting.

Joyce emitted a soft moan as Sam’s tongue wrapped around her engorged trigger.

Samantha manipulated the older woman’s clit like she k new she herself would enjoy. It was her favorite part when Lloyd went down on her, his tongue treating her clit like a miniature punching bag.

As Joyce groaned in ecstasy Sam shifted the action to Joyce’s G-spot just inside her fuck tunnel. This was enough to launch Joyce’s orgasm.

Joyce’s thighs clamped together, locking Samantha’s face firmly between her legs as she started squirting cunt juice into Sam’s mouth.

Samantha was shocked as the zesty liquid squirted into her mouth as she had never seen a woman squirt before.

It seemed like an eternity before Joyce’s legs separated releasing Sam’s face so she could breathe again.

Joyce looked down at Samantha’s smiling face with her cum glistening around Sam’s mouth.

“That was so good!” Joyce exclaimed.

“I enjoyed it too.” Samantha smiled as she wiped her face with her towel.

Back in the radar equipment room Hume couldn’t wait to tell the Tetrault’s about his encounter with the girls in the sauna room.

Bernie chuckled upon hearing about Samantha Shock sucking his cock whilst his wife watched, Fern was curious.

Was it possible for a wife to enjoy watching another woman sucking her husband’s cock the blonde hair beauty wondered? Would she be able to have sex with another woman’s husband while she watched?

The possibilities weighed on Fern’s mind as she went about her duties.

Fern Anne-Marie had never had a lesbian experience but the curiosity had always been in the back of her head.

She did find Samantha Shock attractive and on the few occasions they had shared to shower room she had studied the redhead’s naked body.

Samantha’s breasts were full, not small mounds like hers and her nipples were so inviting and her cleanly shaven vagina so tempting.

The more she thought about it the more determined she was to make it happen.

Fern thought if she could entice Lloyd Shock into a threesome with her and his wife it would be the ideal opportunity for her to explore her fantasy.

Fern picked a time when her husband and Hume were on duty and Shock enjoying some leisure time with Samantha.

Living in suck close quarters it was not difficult for Fern to keep track of her neighbors. She could hear the Shocks laughing through the thin interior walls dividing their apartments.

They sounded like they were in the mood for some fun so Fern decided to take the first step.

She sat naked in front of her dresser mirror carefully applying her face and brushing her golden tresses. She plaited her hair into two braids giving her that demure “schoolgirl” look.

She slipped on her pastel pink silk robe over her naked body and headed out the door.

Lloyd Shock answered the door and saw his neighbor standing there in a very short robe. Her bare legs were almost completely exposed suggesting she was naked beneath the thin robe.

“I just wondered if Sam wanted to join me in the sauna.” Fern asked.

Lloyd swung the door open, “Come in.”

Samantha came prancing out of their bedroom clad only in her panties and bra. Fern suspected she had interrupted something.

“Hi Fern, you’re just in time!” Samantha bubbled.

“Just in time for what?” Fern questioned.

“Lloyd was wresting with me on the bed, now with the two of us we can beat him.” Samantha giggled.

Fern was pleasantly surprised by the impromptu invitation to join the Shocks in their bedroom. Giggling she run to join Samantha at the doorway into their boudoir.

Lloyd could not resist the sight of two scantily clad beauties Escort Balıkesir going into his bedroom and he was right on their tails through the door.

Samantha jumped onto the bed in a provocative pose. Fern followed her and as her robe flashed open Lloyd’s suspicion that she was nude under the robe was confirmed. Lloyd had caught a glimpse of golden fleece as she carelessly joined his wife.

Lloyd was only wearing a pair of boxers and Fern could see the tent in his shorts, he was ready to play the game.

The bed protested as Lloyd jumped between the two women. Bedlam erupted as the two girls begin pummeling their foe.

Lloyd attempted to cover his head with his arms as their blows rained down on him. In her enthusiasm to overpower him Fern’s robe had opened and Lloyd could see her perfect perky breasts with their little pink button nipples. His right hand reached out and covered one.

Fern stopped flailing Lloyd immediately as he took a hold of her exposed tit. Samantha paused also to watch her husband fondling the blonde’s perky little boob.

Samantha could not resist, her hand went to Fern’s pussy.

Sam’s fingers found their way through Fern’s golden curls and entered the warm moistness of her womanhood.

Fern melted as Samantha’s fingers squirmed inside her pussy. Fern reached into Lloyd’s shorts and her hand gripped his erection.

Lloyd’s mouth had clamped onto Fern’s nipple as her hand began to yank his cock to freedom.

Fern was mesmerized by the rock hard cock in her hand. Without hesitation her head lowered as her mouth swallowed its smooth mushroom head.

Samantha continued to tantalize Fern’s clit as she sucked her husband’s cock.

Fern’s fantasy unfolded as the engorged cock throbbed in her mouth.

Fern’s lips sealed around Lloyd’s cock and she inhaled deeply. Her cheeks sunk in as her tongue began to explore the huge shaft filling her mouth. She swirled up and over the smooth head detecting the salty taste of precum along the way. Lloyd’s hips jerked forward driving more of his member into his neighbor’s hungry mouth. Fern did no back off but merely adjusted the position of her heads she allowed his cock to start to enter her throat.

Fern had a reputation for deepthroating big cocks since she was in her teens. In her freshman year of college she had deep throated Andy Rideau’s eleven inches in a contest with Molly Johnson.

Shock was surprised when he felt his cock begin to slide down the petite blonde’s throat. His wife had never been able to take all of his eight inch cock in her mouth. Gently he cradled her head in his hands and pushed the rest of his cock into her mouth.

Samantha was exploring her neighbor’s cunt with her inquisitive fingers. Joyce had awakened a sleeping interest in other vaginas that had lived in the cute redhead’s libido. Her fingers were busy manipulating Fern’s erect clitoris as her husband’s tongue begins rimming her tight anus.

“Oh my God!” Samantha gasped as Fern continued gobbling Lloyd’s hard cock.

Lloyd did not know how much longer he could hold back, if his blonde neighbor kept caressing his cock with her tongue he was going to fill her mouth with his cum.

Samantha’s fingers were driving Fern crazy while Lloyd’s cock worked its way further into her throat. Lloyd’s balls were bouncing off Fern’s chin as he skull-fucked her pretty face.

Lloyd climaxed first, releasing his huge load directly into Fern’s throat. Thick wads of his sticky goop were sliding down her gullet when his tongue finally penetrated Samantha’s tight rear entrance.

Samantha’s eyes popped open as her husband’s tongue entered her poop chute. Her tongue replaced her fingers in Fern’s cunt.

Lloyd could taste his wife’s musk as his tongue penetrated her inner sanctum. It was the first time Sam had let him into her ass and he so wanted to ram his cock into it.

Samantha was occupied eating Fern’s pussy with her ass in the air and the temptation was too much for Lloyd.

Sam continued sucking their blonde neighbor’s cunt as Lloyd withdrew his tongue and replaced it with the head of his resurrected cock against Samantha’s puckered brown starfish. Her anus was still wet with Lloyd’s spit so it took little force for him to pop in. Once past the tight gate his cock slid easily into his wife’s bowels. His full eight inches disappeared into Samantha’s round ass.

Samantha gulped at the surprise of Lloyd’s hard cock ramming into her ass, her sudden inhale sucked a large amount of Fern’s tangy nectar into her mouth. The nubile redhead was getting giddy as Fern’s pheromones flooded her body.

Fern was still recovering from a large dose of Lloyd’s sperm reaching her belly and his wife trying to suck it out through her cunt. She didn’t know how much more pleasure her body could withstand.

Bernie Tetrault was feeling left out, all of the others seemed to be hitting it off and he was jerking-off a lot knowing his cute young wife was getting banged by that bastard Shock with the good-looking redhead wife.

Bernie would have loved to dip his cock into Samantha’s well in exchange but she showed no interest in him.

Joyce Hume on the other hand seemed as if she would take any cock she could get. That was the reason Bernie found himself knocking on the Hume’s door.

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Wow. What a weekend! This was the weekend that England won the Rugby World Cup and I think everyone had a great time watching it, (with a fair bit of nail biting) and then a fantastic party afterwards. Rugby is not a game I watch a lot, but ever since the England team started playing in this tournament, I’ve been hooked and I’ve watched all of the UK games.

Of course the matches were played in Australia and so the final was televised live here at about 9 in the morning.

We had intended to lay in bed and watch it, but on Friday, a friend of John’s rang up and invited us to go the local Rugby Club to watch it on their big screen and John accepted for both of us.

We dragged ourselves out of bed early on Saturday morning and by the time we arrived, I had worked myself up into a good state of tension.

We actually arrived at the club at 8.30 and we were lucky to get in, cos the place was crowded and most of them had been drinking, there were two guys who had been there all night, needless to say they were practically unconscious, and in fact, they missed the game.. I didn’t fancy a drink at that time of the morning but John’s friend, Alan, got John a beer and me a coke and we grabbed the last two seats.

By the time they actually kicked off, I was on my second coke and everyone was so excited. The general feeling was that England could win, even against the current world champions on their home ground, but you can’t be sure.

We watched the game and we were all shouting, screaming, cheering and in at least two case, crying during the game. Alan and John kept us supplied with drinks and finally, as everyone knows, England scored and won with the last kick of the game and we were all cheering and jumping around and hugging everyone.

We all had to have a celebration drink – or two, or three) and we sat at a corner table and talked the game over again and again. I suddenly realised that I was drunk, and I discovered that Alan and John had been feeding me vodka and coke! At 9 o’clock in the morning for goodness sake, I was very annoyed with John, particularly because they hadn’t told me and I told him so.

I went to sit with a bunch of other people for a while, and after a while it was suggested that we have a boat race.

For those who don’t know, or call it something else, you split up into equal teams, each with a full drink, usually a pint. On the word, the first one on each team drinks and when the glass is empty put it upside down on their head. Then the second persons and so on. The first team to finish is the winner.

I was drinking vodka and coke and I was allowed to do that for boat race because they had a woman on the other team with baccardi and coke so it was equal.

We lost so we all bought our opposite number a drink. There was lots of singing going on of course, especially “Sweet Antalya Escort Chariot” Someone put some music on and we all sort of danced around, mainly holding each other up. I became aware after a while that the guy I was dancing with was playing with my breasts, and I told him off, but he carried on, so I just let him.

Then Lisa, who I know vaguely decided she was going to do a striptease, and climbed on a table and did a strip to whatever was playing. It wasn’t good dancing, but none of the guys objected and there was a rush to help her off the table when she finished and was naked.

After a while, Juliet, who was quite old was persuaded to do the same. Now I have to make a guess here and say she was over 40 years old, but quite a good figure and she did strip off completely. She was dancing around the table pushing her bush into guy’s faces and after a while they were pulling her closer by the bum and using their tongues on her. She ended up on her back on a table with guys waiting to take turns.

John came and asked me if I would do it too. He’d only told his mates that I had a better figure than any of the others and wanted me to show it off.. First of all I told him “NO” and then Alan came and begged me, and a couple of others, so I said I would – after they had all done it.

I must have been stupid”

In seconds they were all on tables and stripping off and waving their dicks around and inviting any of the women to taste.

I finally had no excuse and so I got up too and took it all off. There was a lot of interest because I was shaved, and I spent a lot of time slapping hands away. Eventually someone grabbed me and pushed his face into me and started to use his tongue, I started to push him away, but he gripped the cheeks of my bum tight and I couldn’t get him off even if I wanted to. He lowered me back on to the table and licked my slit top to bottom and sucked gently on my clit. I loved it, and when a couple of other guys started to play with a tit each I encouraged them. As was bound to happen, the guy with the tongue finally got his dick out and, because by this time I was soaking wet, he pushed it straight in and started to buck up and down to cheers from everyone else. Eventually I came, but he didn’t and he kept on going. Eventually I felt his come squirting into me and he pulled out, and I was about to get off when someone else got between my legs ready. I stopped him and said “No”, I could see that if he did, then everyone would want to and I didn’t want to be shagging all day.

I got off the table and looking around I saw that there was only one woman who wasn’t either shagging or getting ready to and that was old Mrs Crabtree. She was about 70 and was the type of woman that everyone knows and likes, I didn’t know it then, but she cleaned up the club after it was Antalya Escort Bayan closed and that is why she was there. She was watching everyone and laughing her head off. I don’t expect she had ever seen anything like it before.

I pulled on my knickers and managed to get a drink and started to look for the rest of my clothes. It was a waste of time. In the back of the Club were the changing rooms and they each had a huge bath in them for when the guys finished their game. Someone had filled them up and I went to watch the guys larking about – all naked so it was worth watching. If I hadn’t been drunk, I would have known that I was being stupid, of course, someone grabbed me and put me in the bath too. In seconds my knickers were off and I was being groped from all directions and dicks were being offered to every possible place. Eventually they calmed down a bit, mainly I think because I was in danger of drowning, and we just splashed about with the occasional grope, mainly from me I have to say.

I got out after a while and dried myself on someone’s shirt and wrapping it around my waist, I went back into the bar which looked like a Roman orgy must have been. Nearly everyone was naked, all the women were shagging, in one case shagging and sucking., and, Mrs Crabtree was in her underwear and trying to get someone to do her too.

She wasn’t having any luck, so eventually she grabbed someone who was naked, and started to suck him. He was a bit put out at first, but I suppose it doesn’t matter who it is that sucks you and he started to enjoy it. I stood and watched as she sucked and played with his balls. Then all of a sudden she stopped sucking and he looked at her, obviously worried that he wasn’t going to get any more and she, still holding his dick fell on to her back and pulled him down so that his dick was in the right place and I saw that finally he pushed it in her and started to pump.

I thought this was good news, because I thought when you got to that age, you didn’t want to do it any more and she was obviously enjoying herself.

I noticed that there was nobody behind the bar, so I went round and helped myself to a long iced drink of lime juice to quench my thirst.

Suddenly, arms went around my waist, and someone kissed my neck and I knew instantly it was John.

“Wanna fuck girl?” he asked.

“You’re drunk!” I told him

“Yup, so’re you” he said undoing the shirt that was around my waist.

I held his dick and said “You’ve been shagging! Who was it?”

“So’ve you” he said “does it matter who it was?” and slipped me a finger.

I leaned back on the bar and opened so he could get at me properly and we ended up on the floor behind the bar with me on top, because I prefer that and we both came together and we just lay and cuddled for a while. I realised Escort Antalya after a while that the mat we were laying on was beer soaked and not very comfortable, so I got up. I stood by John looking down at him and he sat up and started with his finger again. Just then hands from behind grabbed my breasts and started to massage them. I was about to push the off but decided “what the hell” and let them carry on. I looked around and saw it was a guy I’d never seen before but he was enjoying himself and asked if I would turn around for him. I looked down at John who had his finger deep in me, and grinned. I lifted one leg and swung it over John’s head, turned around and leaned forward so that John could carry on, and the guy in front said “Thanks” and took a nipple in his mouth and started to suck and lick. He alternated breasts, and John was still fingering me and I felt I was going to come agai. John must have realised too, because he stood up and, although it wasn’t easy he entered me from the rear and started to pump. I think the guy sucking my nipples was a bit annoyed, he thought he was going to have me, but what could he say. He contented himself with my tits and when I did come, he kissed me on the lips, and winked at John as he walked away.

I noticed that over in a corner Julie was taking on all comers, sometimes on her back sometimes kneeling and sometimes on top. I don’t know how many times she did it, but she never stopped when I was watching her.

By about 7 o’clock in the evening we were all dead drunk, totally exhausted but still happy that England had won.

Someone decided that it was time we had some food and rang the local pizza shop and ordered lots of pizza. When it arrived, the young lad who delivered it was pop eyed at what he saw. We all found enough money to pay for the food and someone asked him if he would rather have a tip or Julie and he pointed her out, lying on her back, legs bent and apart with all sorts running out of her. The lad said he’d have a tip please and they all laughed at him. He got his tip, but as he turned to leave, one of the women grabbed the front of his trousers and, (she must have been well practiced) unzipped him and whipped out his dick, It got hard as we watched, and she said “How about a blow job son?” He stammered and stuttered and grabbed his trousers and ran for it.

We all stopped, sat down and stuffed ourselves with pizza – except Julie who was otherwise engaged, although one of the guys took her a couple of slices.

Finally, happy, drunk, tired and stuffed, I dozed off. When I woke up, and it was probably about 10 at night, there were only about four guys still awake, and predictably, they were next to Julie who was sucking one of them.

I stood up and found John and my jeans and shirt and we both got dressed and went out. The air hit us and we both staggered home, holding each other up and with John holding my breast. He insisted that I should keep my shirt open, “to let the air get to them” so I did, finally taking my shirt off completely. I still don’t know who we saw on the way home, but the next day, everyone knew how I was dressed.

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**The following is a work of erotic fiction in which all characters involved are consenting adults over the age of 18. Not intended to represent any actual person(s) and/or real events.**

She giggled as she tossed the recently removed bra at the object of her flirtation. His hard cock throbbed in his pants as he realized that the only thing between him and those gorgeous round breasts was the zipper of a hoodie. He smirked, hiding his arousal from her. Her eyes twinkled as she watched him, looking for a reaction on his face. He tucked the bra on the sofa next to him, not giving her the satisfaction of a sexual escalation just yet. As the tension simmered, they turned back to the basketball game on the television, both of them ignoring the third person in the room. The third one sat with a slightly bemused, but mostly annoyed, look on his face over the extracurricular flirtation, his intent clearly wanting to stay on the game.

At the next timeout, the bra’s temporary guardian stood, his intentions still guarded, and put the bra in his pants pocket while he walked out of the room and into the kitchen. “Ashley,” he called a few seconds later, “could you come in here please and show me where you keep your cups?” The double entendre amused him, but could seem a tame enough question when posed in his current location. As she demurely walked into the kitchen, he knew now was the time to act. He beckoned her with a silent finger slightly out of ear shot of the living room. He held up the bra, a sly grin on his face. “Do you want it back?” His words were but a whisper as his grin widened. She blushed, nodding silently. “Hmm. What do you have to trade?” She pulled out the pockets of her tight jeans, a sexy pout crossing her lips. She had nothing on her of any value, but he already knew that. “How about you unzip that hoodie and I’ll give it back?” She slowly cocked her head to the side, contemplating the deal, but the glow on her face let him know that she was definitely on the same page with him and that this was just part of the game. Her lithe hand went to the zipper tag and slowly she started to pull downward. As the front of the garment parted, she turned away from him, preventing him from seeing what he craved.

Gently, he reached out and put his hands on her hips, pulling her to him, her back to his chest. He ran his hands up under the jacket and caressed her sides as her head leaned back onto his shoulder. Her voice eked out a conspiratorial Balıkesir Escort whisper, “What if he comes in here?”

He shook his head briefly even though she couldn’t see. “He won’t. He’d rather watch the game.” His hands swiftly moved up and cupped her heavy breasts, just taking in their dimensions. As he marveled at her soft skin, she drew in a sharp breath of arousal. Good. He wanted her to start feeding into the lust he was feeling. He kneaded her breasts, lightly rubbing his palms across her hardening nipples and eliciting a whimper of pleasure. Kissing her neck, he slid both hands back down to her hips, but then around to the button fly of her jeans. Plink. Plink. Plink. One by one, he undid the buttons.

“We shouldn’t,” she quietly cautioned, but made no move to stop him.

He could feel the heat coming from inside her jeans as his right hand plunged down the parting of the button fly. He easily slipped past the waistband security of her silky panties and down toward the source of the warmth. She tensed in anticipation, but sighed deeply when his fingers found the already damp folds of her vaginal entrance. As he rubbed two fingers across those sensitive lips, his thumb sought her clitoris and a sharp intake of breath let him know he found it. She turned slowly, leading him away from the living room and into the nearby bathroom without disengaging their connection. He closed the door behind him and turned on the light as she leaned forward on the sink, ready to be plucked like strings on a harp in the key of pleasure. His left hand returned upward and fingers cinched upon a nipple, rolling it slightly and tugging. She grunted and rolled her hips. This was actually happening and she was going to enjoy it. No sense in stopping now. As her hips rolled, her jeans slowly slid down to her knees. His left hand disengaged from her nipple, his right still strumming her wetness, and he tried removing the jacket. His awkward tugs at the cloth found to be insufficient, she took the job upon herself and tossed the hoodie over her shoulder. “Mmmmm, you’re getting into it,” he playfully chided, “I knew that good girl could turn bad.” She smiled into the mirror at him, her eyelids heavy with pleasure. A brief murmur of acknowledgement passed her lips as she bit back the sounds of ecstasy that she wanted to express, but couldn’t with the otherwise unsuspecting company in the other room. He removed his hand Balıkesir Escort Bayan from her pussy, which elicited a disappointed sound, but she understood when he took both hands and pulled her panties down to join her jeans. Since she was barefoot, she went ahead and slinked free of her bottoms entirely, leaving her naked.

He guided her hands back to the sink’s counter and then dropped to his knees behind her, putting his mouth up to her wetness. His tongue caressed the lips his fingers had just been strumming and he returned a thumb to her clitoris. She let out a heavy exhale and her legs started to wobble. She couldn’t believe he was doing this to her while his friend sat in the next room, just feet away, but she was too turned on to care. She wanted to cum badly and she was going to let him provide that pleasure. As he continued his oral ministrations, he snaked his other arm up to caress her inner thigh, almost lightly tickling it. He wanted her nerves to be standing on end when he brought her to orgasm. He wanted it to be intense. He wanted to take her breath away. He wanted this entire erotic scene to be burned into her memory for years to come. He wanted it to be the reason she would silently masturbate in the shower or just before bed. He wanted it to lead to more moments like this when he could share his physical attraction to her. But he wouldn’t get ahead of himself. There was work to be done.

He began to make love to her with his mouth. Long, slow strokes with the flat of his tongue. Penetrating prods with the point of his tongue alternated with butterfly flicking of her clit. Her hips were bucking in earnest at this point, the culmination of the act getting close to fruition. Panting, she blurted out in a harsh whisper, “Please. Fuck. Ohgod. Ohgod! Make me cum!” It didn’t take much longer for him to oblige. He steadied her thighs with his hands as she shuddered through her weak-kneed orgasm. As she slowly returned from her post-orgasmic bliss, he playfully licked at her clit, causing her to give a tiny squeal and pull away. She turned around as he got to his feet. They met in a kiss, giving her a chance to taste what he just had been. He ran his hands along her naked body, indulging his skin’s craving of contact with her. It had been a torrid session, barely a few minutes, but surely they were being missed.

He broke their kiss and, just moments later, his friend knocked on the door Escort Balıkesir and asked if everything was okay. He looked to his flushed partner and grinned from ear to ear as he assured his friend that things were just fine. Nature’s call came at a bad time, he explained. When asked where the gracious host had gone, she whispered to her lover the solution. “She told me she had to step out back to make a call,” he relayed to his sports-loving pal. This served the intended purpose and the curious friend went back into the living room to continue his view of the game. “I think that bought us some time,” he said quietly.

“What about you,” she asked, “You’re still dressed!” Her hand found the front of his pants and the rock hard cock being held back by the material and she purred. “Let’s get him out in the open so he can join the party,” she suggested as she manipulated the opening to his pants. He didn’t have to be asked twice and helped her lower his pants to his ankles. She grasped his scrotum gently and stroked it before taking hold of his rigid, hot cock. It was his turn to sharply inhale. “Oh, I think he likes it,” she teased, and he vocalized to the affirmative. Stroking his dick, she leaned up on her tiptoes to kiss his neck and his reddening left ear. “Do you want me?” Eyes closed, he whispered a yes in reply. Her talk turned bold. “Do you want me to suck your cock?”

He groaned. He had dreamed of this moment and he would not be denied with a rude awakening in an empty bed this time. He replied with “Of course I do.”

She laughed softly, but with wickedness. “Of course you do, what?” She continued to stroke his straining cock.

“God dammit,” he breathed, “of course I want you to suck my cock.”

She smiled. “Tell me, then.”

He blushed, but the words immediately came. “I want you to suck my cock.”

She smiled again, the pace of her stroke quickening, “Order me, baby. Tell me to get on my knees and suck you.” She was surprised that her own words were making her pussy wet again. The dirty talk was too much for her partner and, with a groan, he began to cum against her stomach. He clutched her to him as she continued to milk his balls of their contents, his hips thrusting forward with each wet spasm.

Slowly, his breathing returned to normal and he opened his eyes, looking down into hers. They saw it in each others’ eyes. This wouldn’t be the last time they would have an encounter. The ice had been broken and there was nothing but heat now. With some nervous giggles and playful kisses, they got dressed and decided to make separate returns to the living room. Once there, they had eyes on the television, but neither of them was really paying attention. They had other things to think about.

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I’m always amazed how my life has taken little twists and turns over the years, particularly this past year since I retired. Sparked by my desire to try new things, I’ve met some amazing ladies who have become lovers. Last fall, I enrolled in a massage therapy class which introduced me to Jane, a sexy elementary teacher. And in turn, I was introduced to her best friend, Gail. I have shared a bed with both.

A chance encounter as a Good Samaritan helping a neighbor with her groceries led me to a very satisfying relationship with an older woman named Sandy. We see each other every couple of weeks for some gentle loving.

Recently, I signed up for a walking club and was introduced to Catherine, whom I am with and currently sunbathing nude in her backyard. From what she has told me, I may be introduced to her next door neighbor, Lacy, in the near future. I am finding out that Catherine may be a closet nudist. She just shared with me that she never wears clothes in her backyard and prefers the clothing optional beach in Avila.

We just shared some amazing oral sex in her hot tub and now we are lying on chaise lounges basking in the 80 degree weather. The sun is high in a picture perfect blue sky. Catherine has just said she wants to meet me in her bed in ten minutes.

Just a quick rewind, I met Catherine ten days ago when I showed up for a 5K walk in Pismo Beach, California. Today, we walked 10K here in San Luis Obispo along a creek and open land, after which enjoyed lunch and Catherine received my patented foot massage. After lunch, she invited me back to her home.

I am holding Catherine’s hand as we lounge side by side. My cock is semi-erect and starting to come back from an earlier climax. Catherine is also recuperating from her orgasm. Her eyes are closed. Her feet are crossed at the ankles and I run my eyes up the long, lean legs of this five foot nine beauty. With each breath, her big tits rise and fall. Catherine has crimson red areole with very erect nipples. Now that I look closer, I realize she really doesn’t have any tan lines. Her skin has a golden glow from bottom to top. Her light brown hair is still in a ponytail from when we were walking earlier today. I gaze upon her naked form as she opens her eyes and smiles at me. I squeeze her hand and smile back.

Catherine says, “I could lie here all day, but we have a king size bed waiting for us inside. Would you care to join me?”

My cock throbs at the suggestion. Catherine collects the towels and we head inside. I grab our swimsuits and the empty beer bottles. I check the refrigerator for some water. We’ll need to stay hydrated for the next round. I walk into the bedroom and see Catherine. She is lying on the bed with her legs spread and beckons me. I lie down on my side and cuddle with her. I drape one leg over her leg and run my hand up and down her body.

I trace my fingers around her breasts and glide them over her erect nipples. She reaches over and palms my growing erection. Catherine wraps her hand around my cock and slowly wanks me. I run my hand all around her body feeling her silky smooth skin. I stroke her thighs; pass over her pussy, up her taught stomach and over her tits several times. I use my palm to massage her boobs, squeezing and kneading each mound of flesh. I lightly pinch her erect nipples while she strokes my shaft.

I move my head closer to Catherine and search out her sweet lips. Our lips meet for a soft kiss that grows more urgent. She presses her tongue against mine as we mash our lips together. I shift my body over her and she spreads her legs to allow our bodies to come together. My hard cock presses down into the crease of her pussy as my weight pins Catherine against the mattress. I lower my upper body to her breasts and feel her stiff nipples graze my chest. We resume our deep kissing and our tongues parry back and forth. I feel Catherine lift her hips, pressing harder against my erection. My seven inch shaft is trapped between the puffy folds of her vulva. We press our hips tighter together stimulating our sex organs.

I slowly lift away from Catherine and begin my decent down her body. We break our passionate kissing as I slide down her form. I plant gentle kisses along her neck and shoulders. I lick her warm skin and use my tongue to trace to gentle slope of her breasts. I kiss all over her swelling boobs as I move my lips closer and closer to her nipples. I concentrate on her right breast and then switch to the left.

I search out her crimson red areole and lick circles around the four inch patch feeling the tiny bumps against the flat surface of my tongue. I hone in on Catherine’s nipple which is now fully erect, standing three quarters of an inch from her breast. I surround her nipple with my lips and suck hard bringing the large nub into my mouth. I suckle her tit for several moments before releasing my grip and moving to her other mound. I use the same technique on her right areole and nipple. I lightly graze the Aydın Escort side of her nipple with my teeth. Catherine wraps her hand around my head and holds me tight against her boob. I lavish my love on her Double-D’s.

Catherine gently nudges my head giving me the signal to continue my quest lower to her awaiting pussy. I move down her taught stomach muscles leaving a trail of kisses before I encounter her belly button. I dip the tip of my tongue into the round crevice and tickle her little button.

I zig zag my kisses lower still until I feel the soft curls of her trimmed triangle. I use the flat surface of my tongue to lap up and around her pubic hair, leaving trails of saliva over her muff. I extend my licking to inner thighs as Catherine spreads her legs wider. I lick up each crease that separates her thighs from her smooth full outer lips. I find my intended target and inhale the sweet aroma of her cunt. I lick her meaty outer lips several times before my tongue licks straight up the flaps of her inner labia.

I feel Catherine take a deep breath as I separate her inner folds with my tongue. I begin to taste her sweet nectar as I did earlier in the spa. I use the same routine of sucking her inner lips between my own and releasing the pink skin before licking up and down her slit. I dart my tongue deep between her folds and enter her center core. Catherine’s juices flow and lubricate her pussy. I lap up the tasty fluid and search for her clitoris. The tip of my tongue connects with her little bud and I flick it back and forth. I feel her clit harden as it stretches from within its protective hood. Again Catherine takes a deep breath.

My intent is to get Catherine sufficiently wet before we join our bodies for the first time. I want her next orgasm to be from my thick cock, and not from my oral assault. And Catherine is now positively dripping. Reluctantly, I leave her pussy and move back up to lie next to Catherine. We share a deep kiss and Catherine is able to taste herself on my lips and tongue.

She whispers, “Gawd you’re good. I am so wet, but now let me do the work.”

Catherine pushes me to my back and swings her leg over my hip, sitting squarely on my turgid cock. She grinds her pelvis into me and moves along the length of my shaft. She coats my seven inches with her girl juice and prepares to take me deep inside. I have dreamed of this moment for the past ten days.

Catherine lifts up, grabs my cock and positions me at the entrance of her gash. Our eyes meet. She has a real look of lust as she eases down my shaft. Inch by inch I feel her tight walls surround me. I slide right in as her wet juice flows. Catherine bends down as I bottom out in her pussy allowing me to handle her tits. I palm each one and push them together. I use her melons to pull her closer to my lips so I can suck her nipples. She places her hands on either side of my shoulders and braces herself, getting ready to pump up and down on my shaft.

Catherine squeezes her pussy muscles tight and then pulls up. Oh my god, what a feeling. There’s no way my Fleshlight feels like this. Her inner walls are slick and hot and massage my full seven inches, especially my glans. The sensations overwhelm me. Catherine loosens her grip and slowly slides back down. Our eyes are locked in on one another as we couple for the very first time. Catherine squeezes and rises up until just the tip of my cock is barely inside of her. And down again.

Catherine sits up straight and grabs my hands. Our fingers interlace as I support her balance. She starts a rhythm of up and down movements. Each time she lowers her body she grinds her pussy into me and rotates her hips. She is milking my cock for all she is worth. I flex my cock to fill her sodden inner walls. Catherine’s girl juice flows down my shaft and thighs and provides all the lubricant we need. Our passion rises together as she increases the speed of her thrusts. Her tits bounce and sway with every movement.

I continue to hold her balance as she nods that she is close to orgasm. Her breathing is erratic as she huffs and puffs.

“Uh huh, uh, huh, uh huh. Feels so… uh huh… gooooood!”

With that, Catherine lets loose a torrent of cum that covers us both. Her whole body shakes as her orgasm overwhelms her. Her eyes are shut tight and her head jerks about. I continue to steady her movement, keeping her centred on my cock. She slows her movements and sits tight against my hips while she catches her breath. I push up against Catherine with my cock still hard and ready pound her.

“Wow, you are amazing Catherine. I felt your orgasm too. Can you move? I want you from behind.”

“That was a quick one; I guess I was really ready to feel your cock inside. Of course, your amazing tongue got me half way there.”

I let Catherine recuperate from her climax for a few minutes before helping her ease off my cock. My shaft glistens with her cum. She readjusts herself into a kneeling Aydın Escort Bayan position bent over a pillow with her ass sticking up in the air. I get up on my knees and move behind her. My cock is pointing straight ahead as I move to my target. I scoot right behind Catherine and lay my cock along her ass crease. I move my shaft back and forth over her tiny starfish. I pull back and reach down to palm her vulva, amazed at how wet she it. I slide my hand up through her slit and make contact with her clit.

Catherine winces, “Too soon, too soon, I’m really sensitive there. Just stick your cock in me.”

I comply for a moment as I grab my shaft and center it at her opening. I push forward slowly. We savor ever inch as I glide along her inner walls. My hips press into Catherine’s ass cheeks as I bottom out.

Catherine murmurs, “So deep, so deep.”

I withdraw my cock all the way out just to tease a bit. I slide my shaft up over her little puckered ring again. I press my fingers against my cock as I saw back and forth and stimulate her sphincter. And then I slide down between her pussy lips before entering her gash again. I know I won’t last long before I blow another load and I try to prolong our connection.

I push into Catherine as she pushes back against me driving my cock deep into her pussy. I grab her left hip with one hand to steady myself as I rock back and forth plunging inside Catherine. With each thrust, my cock flexes and the pleasure is intense. I want this to last, so I slow my thrusting for a bit. My hands are all over Catherine’s ass, rubbing and massaging her bubble butt.

I lick my thumb, press it against her ass crease and rub it back and forth. I lick my thumb again and rub around her O-ring, coating it with saliva. I love to stimulate her rear opening and feel the little ring of muscle flex. Fucking her pussy and playing with her ass gets Catherine a little hyped up.

She moans, “Oh, just stick your thumb in my ass and fuck me you stud.”

Her request is granted as I move into overdrive. I push my thumb hard against her backdoor and drill deep inside her asshole. With my thumb lodged inside, I pump my cock hard and deep into her cunt. My thrusts intensify and our bodies slap together each time I bottom out. The mattress shakes and my knees wobble as we push and pull against one another.

With one hand squeezing her hip and the other holding her ass, I drive forward several more times. I want this to last, but the desire to cum overwhelms my senses and I explode in a mind numbing orgasm. I shut my eyes, shake all over and blast several shots of semen deep into Catherine’s cavern. The sensations are too much for my cock, it’s almost painful. I focus on the pleasure over pain and continue to thrust into Catherine. With each thrust, I feel our combined juices flow down our thighs. I grind my groin into her ass cheeks and hold it there as my cock flexes and drains the last bit of jizz into her crevice.

I slowly pull my thumb out of Catherine’s ass and watch her little star close up. I use both hands to grab her hips to steady myself. My head still spins as I regain normal breaths and let my climax ebb.

“That was the best ever, Catherine. I felt you flex and grip my cock so tight. I think I saw lightning flash.”

I stay locked behind Catherine for several more minutes until my cock softens and I ease on out. Catherine stays in that position with her ass high in the air and her head buried in the pillow. I jump off the bed and grab a towel from the bathroom to clean up our combined juices from my cock and balls. I wipe down my thighs and return to the bedroom. I use the towel to sop up all of the sticky fluids dripping out of her pussy and down her thighs.

Catherine holds the towel tight against her vagina and turns over. I lie down next to her and cuddle her in my arms. We worked up quite a sweat with that encounter and can use a shower.

“Thank you for that Catherine.”

She smiles and thanks me too.

“My pussy is still throbbing. How much cum did you give me? I am positively dripping; I think a shower is in order.”

We lay in each other’s arms for the next half hour, drifting in and out consciousness. Hunger and the need to wash up gets us stirring again. I lean over and plant a gentle kiss on her lips. I get up first and pull Catherine to a sitting position, the towel still firmly planted between her thighs. She holds the towel against her pussy as I pull her to her feet and we head to the bathroom.

I start the shower and test the water. Once the temperature heats up, we enter and let the hot water rejuvenate ourselves. Catherine stands in front of the spray with me behind her. I grab the soap and wash cloth to scrub her back and ass cheeks. I move my hands around to her front and soap up her tits; I lift and massage each melon with the cloth before moving down to her tummy and her pussy. Catherine spreads her legs and lets me clean Escort Aydın her outer lips. I finger her inner labia making sure she is squeaky clean.

Catherine lets the shower stream wash away all of the suds before we change sides and I stand facing the shower head. She uses the soap and washcloth to wash my back and bum. She slides her soapy fingers up and down between my ass cheeks. I feel her fingers run along my O-ring and it feels good. Catherine reaches around me and grabs hold of my flaccid cock. She presses her breasts into my back as she cleans my shaft and balls. I love her gentle touch as she makes sure I am altogether clean.

I turn around and we embrace under the hot water. We share a long kiss of satisfaction. Our bodies are totally spent for the moment.

I whisper, “I think we are pretty good at this whole lovemaking thing, don’t you?”

Catherine concurs while I turn off the water and we step out of the shower to dry off. We dry each other off with her big, fluffy towels. I spend extra time to make sure her boobs are nice and dry. She does the same with my cock.

Catherine says, “Let’s not put any clothes back on. I love to be naked all the time. We’ll fix dinner and then see about enjoying some more dessert.”

I’m all for that. I love watching her naked form. From her long legs up to her full breasts, Catherine is a dream come true.

Chapter 2:

We head into the kitchen. Catherine puts on an apron to protect her assets from splatters and l tie it in the back before patting her tush. She prepares some salmon and puts it in the oven to bake. I pull out some lettuce and tomatoes from the refrigerator for salad and start to chop it up. Catherine moves behind me and wraps her arms around my body. I twist my head and she plants a big wet kiss on my lips. She moves her hands down, strokes my cock and squeezes my balls.

“Do you think you have one more load for me?”

“Well, if you keep doing that, I just might.”

“I love your cock. I think you’ll have to fuck me after every walk.”

We finish preparing dinner and enjoy a lovely meal in the buff. After stuffing ourselves with fish, we put the dishes in the sink to soak. Catherine pulls me into the den for some TV time. I sit on the end of her couch and grab a pillow. She lies down with her head on the pillow. I move my hand to her side and stroke her warm skin, making sure I rub her boobs in the process.

While we watch some mindless sitcom, I feel her hand move under the pillow and latch on to my semi-erect shaft. She squeezes my cock and plays with my balls, all the while she watches TV.

“Rob, can I ask you something and I don’t mean to pry?”

“Sure, do you want to know if you’re making me hard again?”

“No. I know I can do that rather easily. Have you ever been with two women at the same time? You know, I told you about my neighbor, Lacy, this afternoon. Well she and I get together often and go to Avila Beach to sunbathe. I’d like to go with you sometime and I know that she would want to go also.”

“I think I would be OK with that. Wait, last Thursday you said you go there occasionally and you like it because it is less congested than Pismo?”

Catherine squeezes my cock which is now fully erect.

“Yeah, about that. I guess I wasn’t fully truthful on the subject. I promise I’ll come clean if you answer my question.”

“Well Catherine you can start and then I’ll decide.” I reach down and palm her breast in my hand and use my fingers to pinch her nipple.

“OK, here I go, but don’t judge me. I really am an exhibitionist. I like to go to Pismo Beach when it is crowded and show off. I have some really small bikinis that show off my boobs really well. Of course, they are not as small as my green micro, that one I reserve for you. One bikini has a push-up top that really shows off the ‘girls’. I know I don’t need to be pushed up cuz I’m a Double-D, but it’s fun to wear. I guess this old lady just needs to be reassured that I am still attractive.”

Catherine starts to slowly stroke my cock under the pillow as she confesses. I knead and rub her boob at the same time.

“I’m sorry I never saw you. I bet you turned a lot of heads? I’m sure a lot of ladies were jealous of your figure. And no, you are not an old lady.”

Catherine continues, “But, I prefer to go to the clothing optional side of Avila and walk around totally nude. I love to go on weekends when it is more crowded and sunbathe for hours. Lacy joins me most of the time, and we walk back and forth along the shoreline showing off. I think you’ll like Lacy; she has pretty big torpedo shaped boobs. She looks like a 50s pinup girl. Her big brown areole and nips are like end caps.

I respond, “I can appreciate those. So you like to show off?”

“I also like to look; I think I’m a bit of a voyeur too. You know the far end of the beach where those rock outcroppings are? Well I’ve seen couples behind the rocks making love, and I watched for a long time. I wished it was me and other people were watching.”

By now, my cock is rock hard and I’m afraid I might cum as Catherine continues to stroke me.

“Catherine, you better slow down with the stroking. I’m afraid I might cum and stain your pillow.”

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I’m going to try writing like a guy again. Let me know if I’m getting any better at it. And guys… tell me what it feels like to ejaculate. I don’t have a dick so I can’t be sure, but I want to know!

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I was sitting naked in the reading chair next to my bed. It was a little after 4 AM and my laptop was open on my lap. I was trying to type but I had a pretty serious boner that kept getting in the way. I was distracted by my dick, and my attention kept wandering to the blonde, next to me, asleep in my bed. She was the cause of the boner and she lay nude on her back, the sheet pulled up only as high as her knees. Her legs were spread apart displaying a dark triangle of hair beneath which she kept her meaty pussy. She had big soft floppy tits, just the way I like em. She was the cause of the early morning wood, and her makeup was a mess. The black lines that had been so carefully drawn around her eyes last night now streaked up her forehead and ran down her cheeks. Her bright red lipstick was smeared, as though it had been applied by a three year old. I had known I wanted her the minute I spotted her coming through the door at Sally’s place, she was beautiful. Her tight, short, red dress clinging to her curves; her blonde hair piled high on her head, and her big floppy tits pushing upward, trying to escape the confines of her clothing.

“Who’s the dame?” I asked Sally. Sally is one of my ex-wives; she has big floppy tits too, and was probably the reason that I liked big floppy tits so much. We had parted on good terms. She had bought the bar with her half of the settlement from the divorce. She seldom charged me for drinks or food and her business was good. I didn’t mind at all that she would still let me come around some nights for a quickie, as long as I didn’t try to sleep over. It was a pretty good situation for me.

“Her name’s Vivian something or other.” Sally told me, “she looks like she could be just your type. You oughta go for it sport.” Sally poured a glass of white wine for the doll, sat it in front of the empty stool next to me and moved away to the other end of the bar.

Vivian something or other headed my way, my dick stirred of its own accord as I watched her hurry over, those big, pale, floppy tits bouncing in every direction. I wasn’t sure if it was me she was interested in or the full glass of wine, but she was drawn towards one of us like a moth towards flame.

“Hi,” she said breathlessly, “are you with someone or is this drink for me?” she climbed up onto the bar stool and flashed her pearly whites. Aydın Escort She lifted her tits onto the bar to rest them and reached for the wine glass.

I indicated that the drink was for her, and she took a sip, smiled and then finished it off.

“Would you like another?” I asked her.

“Oh please,” she said and I signaled Sally who brought another glass of white wine and another Jack for me. She sat my drink down, sat the glass of wine down in front of Vivian and then put the bottle of Chardonnay next to it.

“You’re probably going to need this,” she said and winked at me before she moved away again.

Vivian drank the second glass as quickly as the first and I poured her another from the bottle. This had the makings of a good night.

I paused in my early morning typing and repositioned my laptop. I tried to put my stiffy beneath the computer, but the laptop wasn’t heavy enough to keep it pushed down and let me type. I was going to have to wake up Vivian. I reached over to fondle the tit that was closest to me. It was crusted with cum. My cum. She didn’t stir so I sat the laptop aside and stood next to the bed, leaned down and lifted her tit with both hands. I took her big puffy nipple in my mouth and sucked on it, I sucked on it hard and thought about the way her tits had felt wrapped around my dick earlier.

It turned out that Vivian liked a good tit fuck and she liked to follow that with a rough throat fuck and she liked to finish things off with a slow gentle pussy fuck, in the missionary position. I had been sitting in the reading chair when she had knelt between my legs and wrapped those big floppy titties around my cock to began stroking me with them. She kept her tongue out the whole time like she was concentrating on a tough math problem and occasionally she would lick the head of my dick when it got in range.

“Yeah, Baby,” she had yelled when first stream of cum had jetted from the end of my dick and shot right up her nose. The rest of that load she kept between her tits and when I was done she rubbed it all over them before even wiping the string that hung down from her nostril. “Got any more wine?” she had asked. I nodded and hurried naked down the hall to the kitchen to pour her a glass of something white I found in the fridge.

“Look at you,” she said as she took the glass and downed half of it, “you’re still hard.” She finished the wine, spun around on the bed and lay on her back with her head hanging off the end. “Why don’t you bring me that boner?” She opened her mouth when I Aydın Escort Bayan got to the end of the bed and it was clear what she wanted. I put the head of my dick between her lips and she reached her arms up, wrapped them around my ass and pushed my dick the rest of the way in. I watched her neck change shape as she took all of me in, deep. She released my ass and I pulled my dick back out.

“I like that,” she said, “I like it hard and I like it fast, like a jackhammer, can you do that for me?” I nodded my head and she dropped hers off the edge of the bed again, opened her mouth. I had a straight shot from her lips to her throat. She obviously knew what she was doing. This wasn’t her first rodeo.

I leaned down and grabbed those big floppies, still wet with cum, and shoved my dick down her throat. I held it there for awhile then withdrew before ramming it home again, and again, and again. At some point, I don’t remember when, I moved my hands to her throat so that I could feel my cock moving in and out of it like a piston. This was a big, sloppy, wet blow job / throat fuck and we both came. We came almost simultaneously. My balls rested on Vivian’s nose and I could see the end of my dick halfway down her throat when the first spasm came and when it did her legs pulled uptight against her body, her toes were curled downward as she swallowed every drop of cum I could produce.

Finally she pushed me away and lay in an embryonic position shuddering for a long time, gasping for air. I watched her, making sure she was OK and she smiled. Her makeup was a mess now. “Perfect.” Was all she said.

I wasn’t hard now. I had just cum twice in rapid succession and needed a bit of recovery time. I poured Vivian another glass of wine and sat her in the reading chair. She sipped this glass and hooked her knees over the arm rests on the chair. Those big floppy tits rested against her belly and that meaty pussy stared out at me from beneath her dark thatch of hair. I knelt between her long legs and attacked her cunt with gusto. Her labia was swollen, her mons was swollen her clitoris peeked out and taunted me. As I began to lick and nip she poured a bit of white wine on her pussy. I assumed it was flavouring for me but she needn’t have bothered I thought her pussy tasted just fine. I reached up and grabbed both her tits in my hands to give me something to play with. She reached down and grabbed my hair with the one hand that was not holding her wine glass. She would push and pull my head around to position me where she might want Escort Aydın me from time to time. She finished her glass of wine and came twice more before letting go of my hair and pushing my head away.

“How’s the little soldier doing?” she asked. When she saw him standing at attention, she clapped and sat the empty wine glass on the floor next to the chair. She moved to the middle of the bed and spread her legs, knees up. “Come here” she beckoned me and guided my dick into her pussy. She nipped my ear lobe with her teeth and whispered, “Slow and gentle, this time.”

We rocked like that for a while until I came again and when we fell asleep my cock was still deep inside her.

Now it was four o’clock in the morning and I had wood again. The fortunate part of that, was that Vivian was still here and sleeping. My computer glowed from the seat of the reading chair as I sucked on her huge, cum crusted, pale, floppy tits. I stopped what I was doing and studied her face. Makeup smeared, eyes closed, lips slightly parted. I let her nipple drop from my mouth and threw one leg over her torso. I gently pried her lips apart with the end of my hard on and pushed the head into her mouth, trying not to wake her, but I did. She opened her eyes and smiled around my dick. When she began moving her tongue under the head of my swollen glans I knew I would cum soon and I did. She laughed and wiped the overflow from her cheeks and chin.

“What time is it?” she asked.

“A little after four.”

“Shit, I gotta go,” she said. She pushed me aside and gathered her clothes that had been scattered around the room. As she prepared to tuck her big floppy titties back into their harness she looked at me watching her and hurried over to the reading chair where I sat.

“One last suck,” she said, “then I really gotta go or I’ll turn into a pumpkin.” There was a loud POP when she pulled away and finished dressing. She turned and headed towards the door.

“Vivian,” I said, “you probably want to wash your face before you go.”

She looked at the mirror hung above the dresser and saw her makeup. “Fuck,” she said and ran into the bathroom. I heard the water running and she looked good when she came out. All the makeup was gone and she was still beautiful. I wanted her again and my cock was growing.

“Can I have your phone number?” I asked her.

“No. Let’s not make this into anything that it wasn’t. Maybe I’ll see you at Sally’s again sometime.” She opened the front door and hurried out. At the walk she turned north and trotted down the street disappearing around the corner.

I realized that I was standing in the open door naked, with a boner, so I went back in the house. I jerked off into the wine glass that Vivian had used last night and then moved into the kitchen to start a pot of coffee.

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My mini road trip or adventure as I like to call it, seems to be taking forever. I have been waiting for what seems like forever for these twenty-four hours. I’m sure it’s the anticipation, the excitement, and yes because it’s me, nerves because I never do things like this.

Of course there is fear looming all around any other emotions racing through me. I know people meet other singles online every day, in fact I have quite a few times before. I just have never driven four hours before to meet them, so it feels a bit strange, maybe even desperate. However, every moment of apprehension is met with a memory from our marathon phone conversations and of course the lyrics.

Jax is a musician/songwriter and has sent me lyrics he’s written about us. Not the lovey dove words that most women would swoon over, but lustful, erotic scenes that make me personally melt, probably in a puddle of my own lady cum. A thought which makes me blush furiously. We hit almost every topic we can think of; childhoods, our jobs, friends, exes.

We can even discuss the taboo; religion, politics, and yes of course sex. He is so sexually grounded. He knows exactly what he likes, what he wants and makes no apologies for it. That is definitely a quality that has attracted and intrigued me about him from the start.

I am definitely not the Virgin Mary by any means; I’ve had my share of sexual experiences, and they were usually with men I’ve dated for an acceptable amount of time, my brain flashes to memories of the couple of alcohol hazed one nighters that I can’t ever seem to erase from my brain. Even so, every experience was okay, and exciting in its own way.

I’d have to say, if I’m truly honest with myself I’d have to admit they were all damn boring, but I have a mammoth sized libido I’d like to keep intact just in case I finally find the man that is always represented in my fantasies. He is usually masked by my celeb-boyfriend of the week and always does the vilest and most dominating things my mind can conjure up.

In fact, I know if it weren’t for the strict moral code engraved on the steel chastity belt placed so carefully on my conscious by my bible thumping parents, I’d be the most popular hooker in the red light district.

I start thinking about Jax and I fucking over a pool table after he reddened my ass with pool cue for not winning the pool game. Of course he’s deliciously laid out the plot points in a song he wrote for me called “Play for Punishment”. My naughty mind is just taking it to the next level. I can’t help but squeeze my thighs together to help the building pressure down below. I’m not wearing any panties under my black cotton dress and I know the upholstery of my car seat is paying the price.

The smell of my juices is quite abundant which is not helping my body’s neediness. Thank God for Marlboros and body spray to keep the muskiness from clinging so obviously to my dress. I know I’m going to sleep with Jax, it’s pretty much a given with the way our conversations have been going, not to mention the chemistry he and I produce through the phone. We have so many things that we want to explore that we figured we would need a full day, to even begin to touch on them all.

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“So you gonna fuck her Jax?” Shane asked, as he cracked a peanut shell on his glass, popped the tiny morsel into his mouth, and washed it down with a swig of dark beer.

I stared into my Jack and Coke, watching the ice cubes twirl as I spun it slowly in my hand. “Probably.” I said. “I guess that’s always the plan, right? But I really think there’s something different about this one.”

“I’ve heard that before.” He said, as the cute little bartender in the short skirt set a couple of shots on the bar in front of us. “Remember what I told you man. They’re all sluts. They’ve only got one thing in mind, and that’s your dick slamming into their twat.”

“I don’t know about all that.” I said. “Especially not with this one, I mean I’m pretty sure she wants me after all we’ve talked about, but she’s definitely got something real about her.”

He hesitated for a moment as he pushed one of the shot glasses toward me. “Promise me one thing.” He said. “You’ll at least make her give you some good noggin.”

I lifted my shot. “Well, her name is Briana Jordan. She does have the right initials for it.”

“To hot bitches and blow jobs.” He said, as our glasses clinked.

My mind kept spinning on the way home. Partially due to the alcohol coursing through my veins, and the bright sun shining in my window, but mainly because of the anticipation of meeting Briana for the first time.

I usually don’t get nervous about this kind of thing. Although, it’s true that you can never know what to expect when you meet a girl online, Briana was just so easy to talk to.

She seemed to be a lot less innocent than she gave herself credit for, but I guess that’s one of the things I was initially attracted to about her, that and the fact that we’ve been completely honest with each Aydın Escort other about our sexual feelings.

I was starting to feel my balls tingle as I rounded the corner to my house, and the truth was. I knew we had a deep connection and I definitely wanted to throw her a bone.

During one of our most recent conversations she mentioned that she might be a bit nervous when we met. So I promised her I just would bend her over my kitchen table the minute she walked in my door, to eliminate the need for nervous chatter. She seemed totally fine, if not excited about that.

As I pulled into my driveway I was excited to finally meet her, but all I could picture was lifting that little black dress.

I hadn’t even killed the engine yet, when I saw her pull in behind me.

She looked stunning as she stood there innocently, holding her the handle of her overnight bag in both hands, as her long blonde hair blew in the wind. I guess my neighbor must have thought so too, because he ran over a small bush with his lawnmower.

When it became a reality that she was finally standing right in front of me, all of the great conversations we had up until this point were swirling through my head, but for some reason, at that point, I was drawing a blank. She appeared just as humble as she was beautiful, and just as bashful as she was witty.

“How was your trip?” I finally managed, after we both lit a cigarette with her pink little lighter.

Her voice was even sexier than it had sounded on the phone, and after a few minutes of small talk, I took her in my arms, planted a kiss on her soft lips, and then invited her inside.

I took her bag from her and tossed it next to my table which was right inside the door, and I spun her around with the fingers of one hand woven between hers, and the other gently urging her forward.

She bent at the waist, and I nudged her feet with mine, forcing her legs apart. Then I lifted her skirt. She wasn’t wearing any panties.

My heart was racing full speed in my chest, and my cock was already stiff.

Briana was tall for a girl, and had killer legs. Her ass was round and firm, with a barely noticeable tan line, and her pink pussy lips were dripping with moisture.

I struggled with my zipper, but once it was open, my dick jumped right out, and I guided it inside her.

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Jax is thrusting inside me, and I’m fairly certain his package is a bit too large for my body to handle.

“Oh my Gosh!” It feels so amazing. The effect of his gentle hands rubbing up and down my body, is bordering on mind blowing. My mind is racing, and my thoughts include the classic self-deprecating phrases like “you’re a slut”; but thanks to his hard cock slamming into my extremely wet pussy the thoughts are slowly turning into mush. Before I know it, his hand comes slamming down on my ass in one piercing blow. I scream….damn that hurts and oh it’s everything I had hoped and fantasized it would be.

“You should stop thinking so hard” he says.

I immediately obey and let myself go, and I could tell he notices. We are meeting each other thrust for thrust now as we both get thrown into the moment. He slaps my ass again and I grunt in agony, and immediately let out a loud moan as the pain settles into a throb centered right in the middle of my clit.

“Damn, that’s sexy! Your ass is so red” Jax moans as he plows forward.

This is so hot, and for me a little dangerous. I can feel a building pressure in my tummy but logically I know it’s not an orgasm. I’ve never had one and I honestly believe I just have broken equipment in that department. Jax has already probed and explored parts of my insides that others haven’t explored, must have moves that just make sex more intense than what I’m used to.

He drags my dress over my head, unclasps my bra and my breasts fall heavy on the table. The friction of the wood grain against my tight nipples has me moaning and groaning. Jax is damn near silent, but the fervor, in which he grabs my breasts, squeezing and kneading them, tells me he’s right with me on the intimacy scale. I’ve never felt so sexy in my life. He pinches my nipples hard and I shriek from the glorious pain.

It seems like he is oblivious to my pain induced screams, and he becomes even more aggressive and primal in his fucking. My pussy is clenching tight around him as the storm brews in my abdomen, I feel like jumping out of my skin from pleasure. His hands shift to my ass as he pummels his way into my sex. I can feel my thighs tighten like piano wire, and I am clutching the side edges of the table bracing for the next spanking, but I’m not prepared for where his hands…

“Oh God, Jax….that’s um, oh my….” I tense up as his thumb rims my ass. It is unexplored territory and has always been a no go area for me. When I’ve told Jax this in the past, he’s always replied with a sly, “We’ll see.”

I know he can sense my nervousness, so his response to that is to pull out and spin me around; Aydın Escort Bayan he passionately kisses me as he lays me back on his table. He spreads my legs wide, and pulls me right to the edge so my ass is hanging off the table. I look at him with longing, and a bit of apprehension which I can tell he appreciates. His smile is so gorgeous and erotic as he looks from my exposed and no doubt wet pussy up to my eyes.

“You’re absolutely beautiful!” he professes breathlessly. I’m not sure what part of me he’s referring to, until he makes it obvious by lowering himself to his knees and licks me from clit to ass. I shoot up from the table out of pleasure and embarrassment.

“Jax! You don’t have to do that! I mean we were just ya know, doing it, and I’m sure it’s not, ya know fresh down there….” I know I’m blushing, I know I probably seem sophomoric to him right now, but instead of judgment he looks me square in the eye, and I feel his breath on my thighs as he exhales and inhales deeply.

“You smell intoxicating, addicting even.” I turn bright red, but begin to relax a bit as he goes back to sensually kissing my slit. He’s driving his tongue in and out of my hole, while driving me out of my mind. He lowers his tongue to my forbidden zone.

I pause to stop him, but he just holds my hips and legs even tighter as he executes a sexual thrall on my asshole. I can’t breathe. It’s amazing. He slides two fingers in my pussy, moves his mouth to my clit and performs the hoover maneuver on it. I start thinking that if he sucks any harder he’s gonna inhale the damn thing!

My mind is filed with kaleidoscopes, my hands are holding his head while my hips shamelessly grind down on his face, and I am hoarse from screaming his name. Just when I think my body has taken the most pleasure it can bear, Jax lays down his pie’ce de resistance’, he covers his thumb in my juices and rams it up my ass!

Euphoria! Fireworks! “Holy Crap I’m cumming!” And that’s what I’m screaming as he looks at me, winks and says “just wait for round two.”

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“But not quite yet.” I said, as I reached for a towel to wipe up the puddles of cum that had dripped down her leg, and gathered in pools on the table and floor.

“First I need to show you off.” I said, spreading her legs so I could get one more look at the damage I had done. “Maybe you should cover that thing.” I said, as I gave her pussy a solid smack, and let the pads of my fingers slap hard against the tenderness of her clit.

She clenched her cheeks, her calves tensed up, and her heels fell off the table, but the part that sent a shiver through my nether regions was that pained look of pleasure in her eyes.

She was already mine, and she didn’t even know it yet, but I planned to have her completely under my control by the end of the night.

She jumped from the table and started digging through her bag. “How about these?” She asked, holding up a pair of plain white panties.

“These.” I said, pointing at a black lacy thong, without enough material to protect her from my probing fingers and cock in the near future. “I want to be able to see those red marks on your cheeks, anytime I feel like it.”

She shivered as she bent over and stepped into them, exposing her ass and hungry cunt to me one more time.

We decided to take her car, but she tossed me the keys. “Your town. Your bar.” She said. “You’re in charge of getting us there safely.”

As I got in, I saw a dark spot on the tan upholstery of the driver’s seat. Her juices started to soak into my pants as I sat down, and by the time we had reached the bar, which was only a few blocks away I could feel them tickling the soft skin of my ball sack.

“I don’t know how to say this without making myself sound anymore innocent and naive.” She said, as she turned her head away from me and looked out the window. “But that was my…uh…first orgasm.”

“From me you mean?” I said, staring straight ahead at the road.

“No. Period.” She said, as she made a weak attempt at eye contact. “No one has ever made me come before.”

“Well, I’d have to say this wet spot I’m sitting in would say otherwise.” I said.

Her faced turned bright red; she grasped for the door handle, and made a valiant attempt to lunge out the door.

I caught her by the hem of her dress and pulled her toward me. She resisted at first, but then relented, allowing me to drag her back so her crotch and ass were close enough to my nose for me to smell the musky scents emanating toward me.

I smacked her ass hard, forcing a screech to sneak out from between her lips.

“Your ass is mine.” I said, as I smacked her again.

She nodded and screeched.

I laid into her this time turning her ass a bright red with my handprints

“Say it!” I demanded, as I moved the tiny little string covering her privates, so I could get a better view, and buried two fingers in her tightly clenched bum hole.

“My ass is yours! She screamed in ecstasy Escort Aydın as her sphincter clamped down on my fingers, her pussy lips opened, her clit twitched, and a burst of fluid squirted toward me.

As we walked into the bar, every eye turned toward us. It was mainly just the regulars, a couple guys scattered here and there, watching the end of the ball game, and waiting for the band to start.

I could tell Briana felt them gawking at her as her eyes adjusted to the dim lighting. I led her past them to a couple of empty stools at the bar.

“Jack and Coke, and Limon and Diet.” I said, as I took a seat.

“You remembered.” Briana said her eyes full of smiles as she started to hop up on the stool. Then I saw her wince as her hand made contact with the hard wood, and she seemed to remember the soreness still tugging at the skin of her tender bottom.

I raised my fingers to her nose so she could smell the scent of her ass, hoping she would remember the source of her pleasure and pain.

She sat down quickly, running her fingers through her hair as if she just realized that her tousled hair, smeared lipstick, and that look in her eyes were announcing to the whole room that she had just been fucked raw and hard.

I slipped my fingers in her mouth, allowing the taste to soothe her as the bartender handed us our drinks.

“So when do I get to make you cum?” She asked, in an attempt at regaining her confidence. “You know I’ve been dreaming of giving you head since you sent me those lyrics.”

“Are you gonna swallow?” I asked in return as I took a sip of my drink.”

Her face turned red again. “Of course.”

“Probably sooner than later then.” I said.

The band took the stage, and she seemed to relax, as most of the crowd turned their stares away from her. I could tell she was still getting used to the ache in her ass, both on her cheeks and in her tender hole. What she didn’t know, is that I had another twist to the exploration of her virgin territory waiting for her when we got home.

“Want to dance? She asked, as she stood up with her drink in one hand and motioned for me to come with the other. Just then some drunk asshole bumped into her and spilled Limon and Diet all over the front of dress.

“Oh My Gosh!” She said, trying not to appear frantic, as she tried to cover her erect nipples which were poking through the wet fabric. I was trying to decide between knocking the mother fucker out, and fantasizing about how quick I could get her out of that dress. Instead, I put my arm around her shoulder, and led her out of the bar toward the bathrooms.

While she was in the women’s room cleaning herself up, I was standing watch outside. I noticed as one of the waitresses came out in the hallway, grabbed a mop bucket from the janitor’s closet, and when she was done, left the door open a crack.

When Briana emerged she was smiling. “Got most of it out.” She said, looking down at the front of her dress. I wasn’t listening however. I grabbed her by the arm, pulled into the janitor’s closet, and unzipped my zipper.

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For a split second I’m confused, but I recognize that look in his eye. That sexy, smoldering, I’m calling the shots, you’ll get fucked however I please, and I swear to Christ you’re gonna like it, look. My body instantly responds with a fresh pool of juices between my shaky thighs. Jax put his hands on my shoulders and pushes me to my knees. I am salivating. I have wanted to wrap my mouth around his cock for months. My mind is reeling and I really wish it wasn’t, because he is so talented; with his mouth, hands, and cock.

Heck even his song lyrics exclaim, “There have been hundreds before you that I’ve dominated and fucked into oblivion. Hardcore naughty girls that are experienced and can suck me off until I’m screaming, “I’m not an emotionally unavailable man whore, just a dark knight casanova and I choose you over some naive Pollyanna who can count her sexual partners on one hand!”

My thoughts do tend to have a flair for the dramatic at times, and at times like this, I wish my mind would just shut the heck up. I regroup, telling myself that until I met this man I have been a confident, self-assured woman and the lack of notches on my bed post have nothing to do with natural talent and a heck of a lot of determination. Right now I’m determined to make this man cum so hard that I’m choking on his jizz.

I envelope his helmet with my tongue and lips, applying a small amount of suction to his tender skin as I suck him in. I am sexually captivated by his smell, his taste, the feel of his thick vein on my tongue.

I have his entire cock in my mouth and partially down my throat. I actually gag on him a little because of his size. I’m mortified, but he’s turned on. He groans and his cock pulses, which isn’t helping my gag reflex issue at the moment.

I pull my mouth back while spiraling my tongue around him, and flick it back and forth on the underside of his tip. Jax puts his hands in my hair and pulls right at the roots…..Oh God, that feels so good. I am moaning now as I slam him toward the back of my mouth, my chin is rubbing his balls while I deep-throat him. He is tense. I move my hands to his ass cheeks squeeze and push him in deeper.

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I want to make you so fucking hard…so hard you can’t stand it. You feel my hand wrapped tightly around you, my hand stroking you up and down…teasing you. I can hear your moans of pleasure…feel you get even harder from the feel of my fingers.

You then become so aroused seeing me touch my breasts that you lean down, having to take one of my hard nipples in your mouth. I can feel your tongue, swirling, licking, sucking harder, as my hand strokes you harder, faster. You hear me moan softly…

I become more aroused, I can’t help but start to touch myself, one finger sliding inside of me, feeling how wet I am, then sliding up to circle my clit. My other hand still stroking you, you slide one hand down, our fingers touch as we both touch me, your fingers getting as wet as mine…you then bring my fingers up, sucking on each one sensually…my body shudders, imagining the feel of your tongue on me.

I have to have you, I want to feel you in my mouth, I have to feel how hard you are. Taking you in my hand, I guide your hard cock into my mouth. Your Aydın Escort hand goes to my head, holding my hair back so you can watch me, as inch by inch your cock disappears into my mouth, licking and sucking you into a frenzy….I can hear you moan, become more excited, feeling you harden as my hands slide to your ass, pulling you closer to me. I can feel your hands tighten on my hair, hear you moan that you are close…I tighten my lips around you, as if sucking the cum from you. I can feel you throb; hear your loud moan as you release into my throat. You immediately pull me up, kissing me deeply, but only for a minute. You say you have to see my wetness, touch and taste it. You lean me against the wall, kneeling before me. Looking up at me, you slide a finger into me, sliding it up to my clit, then pulling it out, and sucking it off. You lean in, pushing your tongue between my lips, licking from the bottom to the top of my clit.

I can’t take it anymore, so I lie down…my legs spread, my fingers opening me for you…I feel you tongue Aydın Escort Bayan licking, teasing me…oh god baby I moan….I feel your tongue plunge inside of me, I moan and buck my hips, feeling your tongue, my hand on the back of your head pulling you to me…you keep licking and sucking…making me cum, then cum a second time as you slide your finger inside of me…

Looking down, I see you stroking yourself as you lick me. I can’t take it anymore and pull you to me, taking you into my mouth, as you lick me again. We continue to please one another, until we both release at the same time….you then come up to me…kissing me, as we taste one another…I tell you I need you, that I want you badly…have to have you right now…

I tell you I want you inside of me, begging you to make love to me. I want you on top, as I feel you move over me, feeling your hard cock pressing at me, I feel you enter me…oh god I yell, mmm…damn honey that feels so good…

I then tell you I have to be on top, I have to ride you, I Escort Aydın want to feel you pressing up into me, as I slide down on you, tightening my grip, kissing you, sucking on your neck…

Feeling how wet I am and how hard you are, I’m so turned on I can barely take it, feeling extreme passion, a need, a want…I keep moaning your name over and over… I want you so bad…I want you to take me from behind baby…now, I want to feel you deep inside of me….fucking me hard and deep and fast.

Mmm…I roll over, I feel you come up behind me, I kneel up, feeling you behind me, your hands wrapped around me touching my breasts, pinching my nipples, sucking hard on the back of my neck. I can feel you hard pressed against me…I feel your need and my want, and you gently push me down to the bed, as you guide yourself between my legs. I reach down…feeling you and guiding you into me…god baby, your hands on me…a slow movement at first, then the heat and passion rising…I’m moaning harder, touching myself, feeling you so close…telling you wont be long til I cum, wondering if you want to cum inside of me, or pull out so you can see yourself cum on my ass…I tighten hard around you…hearing you moan puts me over the edge as you cum also…we collapse together, your arms around me as we sigh…snuggling…murmuring…

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…wherein a quiet dawn re-ignites passions, battle lines are drawn, and a communique is delivered.

And the day had started off so well, too.

Just a few short hours ago, Vicki had been roused awake to the weight of her identical twin’s naked body shifting atop her own. Vicki blinked the sleep from her eyes to see Cassie above her, straddling her stomach, the blonde’s beaming smile quickly overpowering Vicki’s profound grogginess. Sharing a bed with both her mom and sister for the first time had not exactly led to a quiet, sleep-filled night.

Her sister’s arms hung by her sides, the rise and fall of her massive breasts matching that of her breathing. Cassie’s heavy penis stuck up and out before her, the stiffness of her morning wood apparently unaffected by the extensive affection it had received throughout the night by her new family. Vicki’s eyes traveled up its length, and her mouth watered at the sight of the two distinct lipstick colors still visible smeared across Cassie’s skin.

“Good morning, beautiful,” Cassie whispered—a quick dart of her eyes to the side towards their still-sleeping mother—doing her best not to wake her.

“I could say the same to you,” quietly replied Vicki as she brought her hands up to slide across her twin’s sticky upper thighs.

A soft moan escaped Cassie’s lips.

A faint shudder rippled through Cassie’s body.

A blob of glistening precum bubbled from the tip of Cassie’s semi-erect cock, hung for a second in the air between their bodies, and then disappeared within Vicki’s deep cleavage directly below, splashing against her skin with a gluey ‘plip’.

“…ahhhh… did you sleep well?” Cassie continued, her voice still hushed.

Vicki inhaled sharply and arched her back off the soggy sheets as her sister brushed her fingertips across the stretched skin of her tummy, noticeably rounded from the brew of swirling semen filling her up inside.

“Hnnnnn… no… I can’t say… nnnnn… I can’t say that I did… I wonder why that is…”

“I’m sure I have no idea either…”

As she purred the last words of her response, Cassie leaned forward, setting her lips on a beeline path towards Vicki’s waiting pair. Lowering her upper half, Cassie’s dripping erection sunk into the chasm between Vicki’s huge boobs, the soft warmth of her sister’s flesh coaxing fresh squirts of delicious pre to ooze from its well-kissed shaft.

Leaning further towards the sleep-deprived face of her twin, Cassie’s tits gently touched down upon Vicki’s equally massive rack, and both girls let out tiny gasps as the skin of their bare breasts pressed together. Vicki’s nipples hardened and extended as if they were connected to an air pump on the fritz, and their normal pink hue rapidly shifted to a darker red as blood pumped up and down each thumping thickness. Every nerve ending lining her swollen stalks popped and crackled with every brush against Cassie’s flesh, and her tender teats only screamed louder as they stretched further away from her puffed-up, extra-crinkly areolae.

Encased within the snug cave formed by the twin sisters’ oversized titties, the heat from Cassie’s leaking arousal rapidly created a warm, damp passage for the blonde’s engorged cockshaft to plump up within as Vicki’s and Cassie’s young lips tasted each other as if for the first time.

“Mmmm… mmm… mmmmm…”

“Mmm… mmmmm… mmmm…”

Unremitting globs of precum sputtered and drooled from the tip of Cassie’s growing girlcock. With each peck, with each nibble, with each slow drag of a wet tongue-tip across each other’s lips, Vicki’s and Cassie’s slippery boobs nursed one mouthful after another of warm, clear ooze from Cassie’s throbbing shaft, and the two sisters’ moans only multiplied as every subtle shift of the blonde’s delicious girldick between their tits smeared the unending flood of shiny lube across their giant udders.

Minutes of primal sisterly lust passed like hours, and with Jeannie still laying apparently quite asleep next to them, the laps of the sisters’ kisses got louder and the intensity of their affection skyrocketed. While their slimy tongues swirled around each other through an ocean of saliva traded back and forth between their mouths, an even greater torrent of clear syrup flowed from both their pussies. Cassie’s fluids spilled against her sister’s navel, where it pooled in her belly button before running down around her hips and waist to collect under Vicki’s butt, adding to the warm pond the brunette’s own seeping nectar had formed beneath her.

“Vi… mmm… Vicki… I was hoping… mmmmm… I was hoping that… before mom wakes up… mmphh… we… just us… could spend a few minutes… ohhhh… letting our nipples kiss, you know, like they did yesterday?… nnngh… ohh…”

“…mmmph… mmm… ohhh… of… mmm… of course… mmm… they’re so big Aydın Escort and hard for you… they love you so much… mmmm… ohhh… help me… nngh… help me push them inside…”

With everything that had happened since the especially revealing game of Truth Or Dare between Vicki and Cassie the afternoon prior, the two sisters had not had the opportunity to revisit what they had—to their overwhelming delight—discovered during the exploration of each other’s bodies: Vicki’s unnaturally large nipples, which could reach four inches in length and nearly two across when fully erect, fit right inside the squishy pink caves formed by her twin’s own inverted pair. Each mouth-sized crevice sat atop a puffy peak of mountainous areolae, giving the impression that each of Cassie’s otherwise identically massive tits possessed a full pair of plump lips.

And those lips were hungry for her sister’s rippled, rubbery shafts.

Their plan established and words no longer necessary, the two girls returned to their morning kisses as their hands sought out Vicki’s stiff milk spigots. Each sister secured their fingers around one of the moaning brunette’s swollen stalks, and Cassie’s smile grew tenfold as she stroked her twin’s oversized nipple with the same joy she felt sliding her hands up and down Jeannie’s immense—and as she quickly learned—delicious penis for the very first time.

Giggling and grunting together through lips pressed together and tongues intertwined, Vicki and Cassie blithely fumbled their way to lead the bulging tips of Vicki’s nipples into the ravenous orifices of her sister’s boobs, their swollen rims sending a ticklish buzz thrumming through the blonde’s entire body with every scrape and jab of her twin’s lengthy teats against their gaping entrances.

Tears burst from Vicki’s eyes and her back again and again lurched off the bed, thrusting her fluid-draped body against Cassie’s with each spasm, as the tender, flared tips of her giant nubs squeezed into the fleshy chasms of her sister’s lipples.

“Ungh! Unh! Oh! Unghh! That… hnngh! Thatfeelssogood! Nnnngh! Oh, Cassie!”

“Keep pushing, baby… ohhh… ohh… mmmmm… C’mon baby, fuck my nipples with your obscene udders… hnnnnngh… hnngh… deeper… deeper… fuck my tits… ohhh… fill my nipples, baby… ohh… ohh… ohh…”

“Let’s… nnngh… ohgod… let’s go slow, Cassie, we… hahh… we don’t have to rush this time… nngh… nng… oh… ohh…”

And so they didn’t.

The twin girls eased up on their deep and sloppy kissing, and rediscovered the simple pleasure of their identical lips pressing together, the wet pops and smacks of their kisses sending shivers down their spines with every sweet smooch.

It took nearly ten minutes for just the rose-red tips of Vicki’s nipples to squeeze into Cassie’s. Both girls moaned into each other’s mouths behind huge smiles as the puffy slits that formed the entrance of Cassie’s inverted nipples sucked in her sister’s hard pink shafts.

Each additional centimeter of Vicki’s thick, pulsing nipples that the two managed to feed into the eager orifices capping Cassie’s tits brought about fresh waves of spray from both of their pussies. Cassie’s mammoth erection spewed its clear syrup without cessation onto Vicki’s upper chest, and by the time that the lovestruck siblings had guided two inches of Vicki’s stiff nipples—only halfway—into their cavernous counterparts, the constant sliding of the twins’ naked, overdeveloped bodies against each other had spread Cassie’s growing flood of slippery precum over every inch of their own tingling skin.

“…Nnnngh… ohhh… Cassie… I… I love you I love you I love you… ngh… ohh…”

“Mmm… mmmmm… don’t go to school today, Vicki… don’t leave me… mmm… mom’ll be at work… mmmm… and I’ll be so lonely… mmmgh… please, baby… mmm… we’ll have all day… I’ll make you so happy… ungh! Ohh!”

“Not a chance, missies,” Jeannie murmured beside them.

As she spoke, she turned towards her startled daughters, their rocking bodies put on pause as their attention shifted towards their mother. As she continued to speak, Jeannie interrupted her words with short, soft kisses up and down Vicki’s upper left arm as she cradled the warm body of her favorite busty brunette.

“Cassie, my beautiful baby girl, I know you would love… mmk… nothing more than… mmmk… to fill your new sister… mmk… with your gorgeous penis… mmm… probably until you both pass out… mmk… mmmkk… but I made her promise… mmmk… that if she wants mommy’s cum filling her womb, she won’t be missing any school… mmm… for any reason… mmmk… and the same is going to apply to you… mmm… but… mmk… you two can do anything you want with each other… mmm… this afternoon once her homework is done… mmmmm…”

“Aww, Aydın Escort Bayan c’mon, mom, please, it’d just be one day,” Cassie begged, half-jokingly and half-seeing-what-she-could-get-away-with. “I’m going to be stranded here all by myself!”

Jeannie looked up at Cassie, lying on top of Vicki, her slick and dripping erection still nestled between her twin’s huge boobs, and the pouty lips of her shy nipples all but nursing Vicki’s engorged milkers. Jeannie moved her free left hand up and softly dragged her fingertips across Cassie’s lower back, causing the blonde teen to arch her body forward in pleasure. A hushed gasp burst from Cassie’s lips as the touch of her mother’s delicate caress, as well as the sudden thrusting of her stiff meat between her sister’s giant tits, expelled an exceptionally heavy dollop of precum from the tip of her rigid girlmeat.

“I’m so lucky to have such petty daughters,” Jeannie purred, her one hand still idly tracing Cassie’s lower back, the other snaking underneath Vicki’s body to cup the top of her other daughter’s bare bottom. Her eyes closed and she inhaled sharply as her own cock hardened and thickened against Vicki’s outer thigh.

“Nnnngh… I… ohh… I’m going to give Vicki’s principal friend a call this afternoon to talk about getting you enrolled for the rest of the school year, so hopefully you won’t be quote, stranded, here for much longer, you big baby. Besides…”

Jeannie paused to angle her lower body away from her daughters, allowing her trapped erection to spring free. With an instinctual hunger in her eyes, Vicki watched the growing engorgement sway and twitch as it lengthened and stiffened above Jeannie’s flat tummy. She felt her mouth again fill with saliva at the sight of the thick treat rising up next to her, the taste of her mother’s delicious cock still fresh in her memory, and the flavor of Jeannie’s semen still permeating her taste buds. She looked up at her sister just in time to see Cassie’s tongue slide across her lips as she, too, gazed at the huge, veiny tower of flesh pulse and harden as it flicked against her right thigh.

“Besides… mmm… I am sure a smart girl like you can keep herself… suitably occupied for one day,” Jeannie smiled, accentuating her sentence with a few gentle, yet possessive squeezes of Cassie’s butt. “…god… now, before I so rudely interrupted with my talk of responsibilities and no fun, I believe you two were in the middle of something?”

“Oh, um, sorry…”

“Yeah, we, uh… we didn’t mean to wake you…”

“My sweet little baby girls, I’m not asking you to apologize… I’m asking you to keep going.”

* * * * *

“Ms. Lustergaard, I’m sorry… hngh… but, what?”

“Ms. Taylor, I’m not asking you to apologize, I’m asking you to do your fucking job!“

Confused, terrified, and blowing through every ounce of willpower she possessed to keep her eyes locked with those of the incensed high-school senior, so as not to drift down towards the shotgun deepthroating going on between her thighs courtesy of the trapped Ms. Tate, Celia did her best to project a professional demeanor that confidently asserted “I, Principal Taylor, am definitely not just now having my two hard dicks pleasured by the school’s bustiest student in my office, and I certainly am not trying to hide how amazing it feels to have one of my pounding erections fully lodged in this big-titty beauty’s esophagus.”

Vicki herself, the top of her head barely concealed by Celia’s desk and her heart racing so fiercely she felt like it would pop, knew that until Kimmy left the office, she wouldn’t be going anywhere, and would barely be able to even move without being noticed. And “expelled immediately”? What fresh hell was all that about, anyway?

Up until just a few seconds ago, she had been content licking and teasing the tip of one of Celia’s eleven-inch cocks with her playful little tongue, her mind blissfully vacant except to the gentle pressure of her wet pink muscle sliding across her best friend’s dickskin. The sudden thrust of Celia’s entire shaft into her mouth and down her throat brought bursts of stars to her eyes, and a half-formed thought flicked through Vicki’s mind of being relieved that she had bathed the entire length of girlpenis with a warm saliva coat just moments before, facilitating a much less harrowing forced ingestion.

Though Vicki would never complain about having either of Celia’s huge porcelain cocks embedded inside her, the thought of Kimmy discovering her underneath Celia’s desk drained all the color from her face. Such a thing would 10000% lead to Ms. Taylor’s immediate firing and well, probably worse, and while Vicki’s life would also be ruined in an infinite number of special ways, she would never be able to forgive herself for where Celia’s life could Escort Aydın lead if they were found out this way. If Celia could just get that blonde idiot out of here without raising any attention, and if she could keep her tongue and mouth from moving too much around Celia’s stiff… delicious penis…

“Ms… ohhh… Ms. Lustergaard, I do not appreciate you barging into my office like this and I definitely do not care for your tone! Right… oh… right now, I need you to—”

“I can’t do it, Ms. Taylor, I can’t, and I won’t do it!”

“Do what, Kimmy?!”

“AGH! Kiss her! I won’t kiss her!“

A blinding, glowing “…Oh no…” filled Vicki’s mind, and her fingers sunk into the skin of Celia’s bloated testicles as she sought comfort from the soft heat of the redhead’s body, but unable to risk moving her warm, slick palms where they lay.

“What… God… wait, you mean Vicki?!”

“Of course I mean Vicki, that thick-titted thundercunt!”

“Kimmy!!“

“Ooooh, what are you going to do, Ms. Taylor, kick me out of school? You can’t do a single damn thing to me without my parents’ say-so.”

Celia’s two cocks flinched within Vicki’s thr oat and against her face in impotent rage at Kimmy’s declaration, which rang devastatingly true.

“Just… hnnn… just, fine, keep the name-calling to a minimum and tell me… ahh… what you’re talking about and why you nearly broke my office door off its hinges!”

Though Vicki’s view was limited to that of the miracles that resided between the principal’s inner thighs, she could picture Kimmy and Celia staring each other down across the latter’s desk through the oppressive silence that fell like an aquarium’s worth of water onto the scene.

Her voice magnitudes softer than when she first announced her presence, but still shining with a barbed edge, Kimmy finally responded after what seemed like a couple dozen eternities.

“It’s our English project, Ms. Taylor, part of Ms. Anderson’s Shakespeare lesson… thing… whatever it is, anyway, she broke us into pairs to act out various scenes. And guess who got stuck with the tit monster!”

It was true; halfway through first-period English, Ms. Anderson had pulled Vicki’s and then—to each girl’s blazing horror—Kimmy’s name out of a bedazzled plastic cauldron, followed by the vignette they would have to perform in front of the class later in the week. On a small folded piece of paper, in simple black type, the understatement of the year read: “Romeo and Juliet, Act I, Scene V, Lines 104—122”.

Romeo and Juliet’s first meeting.

And their first kiss.

(Romeo and Juliet didn’t waste any time.)

Between sharing the news about Cassie’s arrival the day before, spending more than a few minutes embracing and making out with her busty best friend, reacquainting her tongue with every inch of Celia’s velvet-soft twin penises, and of course, dealing with Kimmy’s unexpected invasion, Vicki hadn’t even had a chance to bring up this morning’s awful new development. If there was anyone she could wallow in despair with about having to perform one of the most romantic scenes from one of the most romantic plays with the girl she most wanted to hurl into the sun in front of an entire class, it was Celia, and Vicki couldn’t help but feel jealousy rising to the surface now that Kimmy had taken her place without even knowing it.

“Kimmy. C’mon. This hardly sounds like—”

“And that’s why you need to expel Vicki right now, I don’t care why, have her sent off to Antarctica to be eaten by polar bears! I refuse to make swoony googly eyes in front of the entire world with that front-bumpered freak!”

“Actually… ahh… polar bears don’t live in Antarctica so—”

“Ohmygod, whatever, just make her go away, please! I’m begging you!”

It was then that Vicki became keenly aware of the reservoir of saliva that she had been storing up, afraid to swallow with her entire mouth and half of her esophagus wrapped snug around Celia’s lower cock. From what Vicki could tell, hidden from view, the redhead had so far done a remarkable job of hiding from Kimmy that she was balls deep inside the blonde’s current object of ire, and getting more erect by the second. Still, Vicki knew that total disaster lie only an errant moan or an unprompted gasp away, a possibility made all the more real if Celia, without any hint of warning, felt Vicki’s mouth and throat constrict and undulate around her hardening girlmeat, milking it from base to tip like an udder’s teat.

The double thumping of Celia’s growing cocks reverberated all throughout Vicki’s head as the two oversized shafts plumped and stretched—one lodged in her gullet and one mashed against her face—but still, all she could focus on was the mouthful of gooey spit that had all-too-soon run out of space. Multiple trails of clear froth had already dribbled past the imperfect seal her lips formed around Celia’s swelling penis to run down her chin, and then lower still to dangle above her giant tits before gravity won out.

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You came home late after working the late shift. I knew we both had the next day off so I knew that you didn’t need to go to sleep as soon as you got home. I had been waiting up for you but when you got through the door, you saw the television watching me and you smiled. I was wearing one of your T-shirts and the hem had risen up around my waist while I moved around the couch to get comfortable.

You didn’t see that I was wearing underwear until you had locked the door and stepped further into the living room. You knew that I never knew wore underwear to bed but it was still shock to see my pussy just there for you to see, to do whatever you wanted to. You started to lick your lips because you wanted to kiss my lips, my pussy lips. You put your bag on the floor and came down to kneel before the couch.

You took your forefinger and ran down the length of my pussy and then put your finger in your mouth and sucked it. You always loved the taste of me. You sent a shock through my body when you lightly flicked your tongue over my clit and I awoke with a start. I looked down quite groggily to find you slide your tongue up and down my pussy with a maddeningly slow pace that was driving me crazy. I smiled and said, “Now why can’t I wake up with to this every morning?”

“Move in with me and you will.” I barely hear because you didn’t move your lips from my pussy. But I knew what you said because we have had that conversation probably a million times since our first anniversary together.

“Yeah but baby, you don’t wake up before twelve and I have to get work for 7:30.”

“I will wake up, give you a good furling and then go back to sleep.” You swirled your tongue, causing me to grind my pussy in your face.

“Right.” I laughed shakily, “Baby, you can’t wake up from the dead that easily and you know this.”

“Baby, I would do anything for you, you know that.” You release your lips from my pussy long enough to say.

“Yeah but you can’t get out of bed to go to work by yourself, how in heaven’s name, are you going to get up just to fuck me.”

“You seriously underestimate the power Aydın Escort of your cunt. You got some bad-man pussy between your legs, make a man do anything.”

“Really!” I moved away from you and slide off the couch. I pushed you up onto the couch and started to undo your belt buckle. I drag your shirt out of your pants and pull it over your head. I straddle your lap and begin to lick your lips very slowly, you move your hands to touch me and I stop.

“No touching. You can’t touch me but I can touch you.” I whisper in your ear, giving you this wicked grin.

“Ok.” You said, putting your hands behind your head, getting ready to enjoy the show.

I start to kiss you again, nibbling on your full lower lip and you grin and asked, “Am I allowed to kiss you back?” No was my reply.

“You are the boss, I do as you say.” You said, playing along. I grinned and started to nibble on your ear. I whisper to you, “I am going to fuck your brains out.”

I placed butterfly kisses along neck, collarbone and down your chest, stopping only to pay homage to your nipples, as you have done to mine numerous times. I bit down on them gently and when you made no response, I applied a little more pressure until you blew air through your teeth. I smiled and continued my journey down your chest. When my lips reached your navel, I undid the button on the top of your jeans and slide the zipper down with my teeth. I pulled your jeans and your ankles around your ankles and was confronted by your cock pulsing before my eyes.

I licked the full length of the underside of your cock, almost 11 inches of it and you closed your eyes and groaned. I took just the tip of it into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. I kissed it before engulfing the rest of it in my mouth, you growled deep in your throat and I took this as encouragement so I continued. I grabbed your shaft with my right hand and began to jerk you off to the rhythm of my bobbing head. Your hands came down and you were going to rest them on my head. I open my mouth wide making sure that no part of my mouth touched your cock but Aydın Escort Bayan you still feel my breath on it.

You remembered, no touching, it seemed to take superhuman strength on your part to bring your hands back away from my head and to keep them to yourself. I began to slowly suck you and then I hummed just to see what it would do. Your dick jumped in my mouth and I smiled. That’s why the porn stars moaned when they suck dick, now I understood.

I slowly sucked your dick for a half-hour before you told me you were going to come and wanted to know if I wanted in my mouth or not. I took of my shirt and said no, I wanted you to come on my stomach. and you happily obliged and came mightily on my stomach and my breasts.

I smiled and said; “I guess this means that I am going to have to take a bath, care to join me?” Without waiting for an answer, I got up and sashayed to the bathroom.

You grin and follow me; you love to watch me bath. I don’t know why. I’m in the shower backing, working up lather on my puff and I felt you enter the bathroom, without turning around, I ask, “Are you just going to stand there and watch or are you going to join in?”

“For right now, I think I am going to watch.” You lean up against the sink and watch as while I soap myself up, putting bubbles all over my body.

You were good until I turn to back you and my pussy, according to you, looked at you funny. You had stepped out of your pants when you left the living room and was gloriously naked. Although you don’t have what most women consider a great body, I love to see you naked. Maybe because when I see you naked, I know I am probably going to get some. Nah, I like to see you naked, period. You stepped up behind me and inserted one finger into my pussy and made me gasp. I somehow had not expected that and the shock was something beyond words.

“I know that I just broke your rule about not touching but do you want me to stop?” You asked, while fucking me with your finger.

“Hmm.” That was all I can say, even think.

“I didn’t hear, you want me to stop?” You Escort Aydın asked with a smile.

Without saying a word, I reached down and pushed your finger deeper in me and you laughed, “I guess not.”

Slumped along the wall of the shower, I moaned when you pulled away. But I wasn’t empty for long because your cock replaced your finger with one quick thrust. You had to catch before I slid to the floor. You keep fucking me hard and I am making these noises in the back of my throat that drive you crazy and you fuck me even harder. You never understand why I like it rough but you always tried your best to oblige me.

Then I got wicked, I began to clench my pussy muscles around you. You looked at me and your look said, “I was going good and you just had to do that, now didn’t you?” I just grinned at you and it was too much, you came then.

“You wicked bitch.”

“Yep, but I am your wicked bitch. Now let me down so I can bathe again.”

“Ok, this time I am going to wash your back.”

“Can I trust you not to dirty me up again?”

“I can only promise that I will try my best not to but you look so damn tempting all sweet and glistening.”

“I guess that is all I can hope for. Could you be a dear and wash my back.” Giving you my back and you gently wash it with a puff that I gave you. Not being able to keep just to my back, you reach around and starting to wash my stomach pulling me closer to you. I could feel your cock full and pulsing when you pulled me firmly to your chest.

“You don’t rest, do you?” Not really minding it at all, I could never get enough of you.

“Baby, you know how I get around you but I am just going to wash you. Promise I wouldn’t ravish you in this shower.” Somehow, this manages to disappoint me and I started to pout. I turn towards you and rubbed myself against your cock.

“Now, I know you’re not teasing me. All I said was that I am not going to ravish you in this shower, didn’t say I wasn’t going to ravish you.”

We finished washing up and went into the bedroom. It was going to be a long weekend and you had the Saturday and the Sunday off. So I, hopefully, had you for those two days for myself. I went into the living room and got your bag and pants and brought back to the bedroom. I took your cell phone and turned it off. I put the house phone’s ringer off. So we were not to be disturbed this weekend.

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