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What follows is a true story, though the names have been changed to protect the closest thing to innocence we could find.

Over the course of the 22 years that I have been alive, certain things have come to my attention. First off, I should point out, that people are cruel. They enjoy pushing the limits that other people seek to set for themselves, and while this isn’t always a bad thing, it often leads to someone getting hurt. Sometimes however, pushing the limits can be a great deal of fun as well.

Second, I should point out that anything that is considered an affront to a person’s pride is more likely to push those limits even further. This is why we learn, even when we are young, that “daring” someone to do something, can often provide interesting, an unexpected results.

The night in question, I was working. I had just finished closing up the store, and was in all honesty pretty pissed off. I’d spent a long time working with customers and yet nobody was buying today, and unfortunately, no sales, means no money for me come payday. It was a lousy way to start a Friday night.

I hopped in my jeep and drove home, making my way through the crowded streets with nothing save a hot shower and the company of a decent book on my mind. Little did I know what was in store for me.

When I finally climbed the hill and pulled into the driveway of the house, I was astonished to see that the place looked a bit like a used car lot. I recognized four or five of the vehicles, but the others were new to me. I shrugged idly as I parked my jeep in the garage and took note of the number of people there. Looked like my older brother was hosting another one of his drinking parties for his friends, it was nothing too out of the ordinary, so I said hello to the people that I knew and made my way inside.

About an hour later, my need for a shower was overwhelming, so I made my way upstairs. I could hear the cantor of voices floating in off the patio, and as I was standing at the kitchen sink, getting a cup of water, I listened to my brother telling stories to everyone.

“So, there I was on the eighth hole, ball sitting in a damned sand trap of all fucking places! I grabbed the wedge and took the shot. I’ll be damned if that mother fucker didn’t hit the pin!”

I laughed softly as he had told the story before…he loved to pretend that he was good at golf…although I guess for an amateur, he’s not too bad. I guess he noticed me standing at the window around then, and called up to me. “Hey, Chance! I shot a 93 at Afton today.”

My own sense of humor was a bit more sarcastic and witty than his, and despite his best efforts, he often found himself as the brunt end of some scathing remarks. This time was no different, save for the sadistic enjoyment that I garnered from doing it in front of his friends.

“Oh? Was that on nine holes? Or eighteen?” I quipped with a smile.

His friends hooted and hollered at the comment and started making jests of their own at my brother, who only sat there looking flustered for a moment before shaking his head in defeat. Two in particular seemed to think the joke particularly funny. Milissa, one of my brother’s friends from college, and a woman named Tyna, which I had only met once or twice, and didn’t know particularly well. Bill just flipped me off and tried to go casually back to his card game, but the damage had been done.

I stood there for a few more minutes, talking with people, not wanting to go outside because the only thing I had on was a pair of boxers and though I’m not the least bit shy about displaying my athletic body, the obvious bulge of my soft cock would surely draw attention.

After those few minutes, I retreated from the kitchen, listening to the sounds of whatever new game they were playing, and made my way into the bathroom. I pushed the door shut and turned on the water, letting it heat up as hot as it would go. That’s the best way to ease the tension out.

I sat down on the floor of the shower, letting the steam rise up around me for a few moments, stretching my legs a little and then stood up into the excruciatingly hot water, letting it sluice over my body. Second by second I felt the heat penetrate the muscles of my back and I luxuriated in it, letting out a low moan as I leaned forward against the wall.

Now, I’m not sure of the exact sequence of events at this point, but take my word for it, I was surprised, even if I didn’t let it show. There I was, in the shower of my own home and all of a sudden I feel the soft hands of a woman pressed up against my back and slowly working there way down my spine.

I think I would’ve jumped, if it hadn’t been for the hot water. My first response was to assume that I had imagined it, but as the hands persisted, they were accompanied by a voice that shocked my out of my over-relaxed reverie.

“Mmmmm…you do like it hot, don’t you?”

I turned my head over my shoulder and my body soon followed as I took Artvin Escort in Milissa’s naked form. She was physically perfect from most men’s perspective, I suppose. Her tits were nice and firm, with upturned nipples and a shape that drew the attention of even the most faithful man. Her pale Irish skin was decidedly free of freckles, save for one or two along her arms, and it gave off a rosy glow in the red light of the shower’s heat lamp.

Naturally my eyes took in much more than the shape of her tits and the glow of her skin. She stood facing me with her legs parted slightly, as if to let the water run along her bare pussy and get it wet for her. Not even a single strip of hair remained, and the skin looked so soft and smooth that I longed to reach out and touch it. From there my eyes traveled the rest of the way down the floor to her feet, admiring the turn of her calves and the overall curve of her body. She was truly a beautiful woman.

Of course, there is a price a man pays for seeing the beautiful body of a naked woman such as Milissa, and I was paying the price in spades as my cock sprang to life. I swear in the space of the three seconds it took me to admire her naked body, my cock went from limp against my leg to hard as steel and craving attention from this luscious beauty.

“What are you doing here?” I asked with obvious interest in the answer.

“Well, I wanted a shower, and you were already in here, so I figured that I’d just have to share.” She said, trying as best as a naked woman can to look innocent.

“Right…” My mind was working overtime to compute this, but it just wasn’t adding up. The only thing I could come up with somehow involved my brother, but I was missing a piece of the puzzle. I’m only human though, I was hardly about to complain when the girl climbed naked into my shower.

“Anyways, now that I’m here, make room for me…”

I smiled my best mischievous grin at her and moved aside, letting the metal rod that was my cock skim against her leg as I moved. It was at that point that she first seemed to take note of the effect she’d had on me.

Now, I’m a bit more than average in the cock department. To be honest, I’ve got friends that have seen me naked and taken to calling me a moose instead of a horse. Eventually it evolved into the naming of the monster Bullwinkle. At ten inches long and nearly seven inches around, the name is well deserved.

Milissa gasped and reached out unconsciously as if to touch it before pulling her hand back. She held her other hand to her mouth as the hot water turned the skin of her breasts a deep crimson. I could only watch in fascination as the excitement in her mind caused her nipples to hard, turning the little buds into pencil eraser sized nubs of skin just begging to be sucked on.

I couldn’t help but be tempted, but still I had to wonder. This was something far beyond the norm. A solid shove put, Milissa’s back against the wall without hurting her and gave me the opportunity to ask her at least a couple of questions.

“Milissa. Not that I’m complaining, but what are you doing in here?”

“I told you…I wanted a show-“

“Uh uh,” I shook my head, trying to keep myself from being distracted by the feel of her skin under my hands, but it wasn’t working very well. “What’d Bill say to get you to come in here?”

Her eyes widened briefly and for a moment, I was afraid she was going to slap me, but she settled down and finally spoke. “Your brother was just being a dick about something he knows, and when we started playing a new game, I guess he got a little upset about you getting the best of him and dared me to come in here.”

“He dared you?! That’s it?”

She looked up at me and nodded before continuing. “You see…your brother has always had a thing for me, and when I told him that I was more interested in you than I was in him…he got a little jealous. You embarrassing him out there just made it worse.”

It took me a moment to pick my jaw up off the floor, but after I did manage it, I was still at a loss for words. This hot bodied woman…the subject of countless men’s wet dreams had a thing for me? I eventually managed to voice the thought in a more polite fashion and Milissa nodded.

“I’m not sure what it is, but it’s more than just the looks.” She quickly amended the statement, when she realized how it sounded. “No no… you look great…” She admired my body just as I had admired hers a moment ago, “but it’s something more than that. Maybe it’s just the way that you carry yourself…”

I took my head in my hands and brushed my hair back out of my face, trying to think. “So…if Bill has a thing for you, why would he send you in here?”

“Well…that’s the thing. See, you embarrassed him, and he figured that he’d do the same to you. He said you’d be a coward about it and probably come out yelling and screaming at him or some shit like that… Look, Chance…I’m sorry… I didn’t want to, but Artvin Escort Bayan a dare is a dare, ya know?”

I smiled thoughtfully as I leaned in and took the opportunity to kiss Milissa full on the lips, my tongue sliding against the soft skin of her lips until she overcame the shock and opened her mouth pulling me into the kiss. Our tongues mingled for a moment, sliding back and forth across each other as our hands found a place to rest. Mine against the wall behind her head, and hers around my neck; it was a wonderful kiss.

I broke the kiss after a moment and looked at her for any sign that she had or hadn’t enjoyed it. She leaned back against the wall, eyes closed, with hands trembling slightly as licked her lips.

“Mmmm…” She let a soft cry escape her lips. “So much for being a coward?”

I laughed for a short moment as I looked at her. “Did you expect any less?”

She smiled softly and leaned forward as if for another kiss, but instead she moved the water spout down just a bit, so it wasn’t beating on the two of us quite as much. “Actually, as soon as I stepped in and you didn’t jump, I knew that this was going to be a fun dare.”

I balked for just a moment, wondering about the final piece of the puzzle, and decided at least to ask the question. “Milissa, I’ve got two more questions, then I’ll shut up. Promise. First off…if you’ve had a thing for me, then why didn’t you ever make a move before? And secondly…if we’re going to do this, I want this to be done because you want to, not just for some dare.”

“The only reason I never said anything was your age. You’re five years younger than me and I didn’t know how you’d react. None of the girls I ever saw you with seemed…well…like me. So I didn’t think I was your “type”. And as for the second…” She leaned in and kissed me solidly, standing on her toes and pushing me back up against the wall. “That’s the only reason I came in the first place. The dare just gave me an excuse.”

I grabbed her under the arms and lifted her into the air, putting her up against the far wall of the shower and kissing her, hard, letting my tongue roam into her mouth more and more as she moaned against me. She lifted her legs off the floor and wrapped them around me and I pressed her against the wall grinding my cock into the wetness of her pussy.

“Take me…please…?” She asked in a quiet voice.

“Not here…come on.” I said, setting her feet back on the floor.

I led her out of the bathroom, listening to the hoots and hollers of people outside, and then opened the door to the basement and guided her down the stairs. We dropped the piles of clothing on the floor as soon as we made it into the bedroom and within a second she was attached to me again, wrapping her legs about me and pulling my head towards her for another kiss.

Time passed very slowly as I kissed her. It was strange, feeling each and every stroke of her tongue against mine. I didn’t know what to make of it, but I figured at the very least she would appreciate the idea of what I had in mind.

I tossed Milissa down in the bed and moved to open the window. It led right out into the patio. She looked at me strangely for a moment and then smiled broadly, nodding emphatically when she realized that I intended for my brother and all his friends to here my response to his dare, since it had been aimed at me just as well as her.

I joined her on the edge of the bed, and for the briefest of moments I considered that I really didn’t know anything about what she liked and disliked. I mentioned it to her and she leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, dropping her voice to a sultry whisper that I couldn’t forget it I tried.

“Don’t worry about the specifics…I like it rough…that’s all you need to know for right now. Hair pulling, heart pounding, fuck me until I can’t stand, ROUGH. I’ll warn you if you go too far.”

Milissa didn’t even wait for a response, instead she leaned in grabbed me by the back of the neck and kissed me again, forcing her tongue into my mouth and giving me one of the most passionate kisses of my lifetime. When I came to my senses, I took control of myself and stood from the bed and instead settled into a huge armchair. I spread my legs and pulled her to her knees in front of me, wrapping my fist in her hair and pulling her pouting lips down towards my waiting cock.

Her only response was to smile, the flick her tongue out over the head of my cock and whisper to me. “Mmmm… I love a man who learns quickly.” And then without any other warning, she plunged her mouth down on my cock.

I was more than pleasantly surprised to find the Milissa was a talented cocksucker, and she seemed to love it too, which made it that much more fun for me. She moaned against my cock and took me as far into her mouth as she could, unable to deepthroat something of my girth.

After the initial shock of her skill and the pleasurable tongue lashing Escort Artvin that she was giving me had worn off, I tightened my grip in her hair with one hand and began to guide her up and down the length of my cock, fucking her mouth with each stroke, loving it as the sounds got louder and louder, and her moaning right along with it.

“Mmmmmmm…” I moaned softly, letting the feelings wash over me. “That’s it…right there…God you are something else, Mi…you’re such a great cocksucker…”

She unwrapped her lips from my cock (that’s the best word I can come up with for the movement) and smile wantonly at me. “That’s right…call me names, Chance…just like that.” And she bent back towards my cock, but this time descended further.

As Milissa took my balls into her mouth I nearly jumped…her tongue was working wonders in a way that had never been done before. She pumped my cock with her petite little hands, not even able to wrap them all the way around me, and sucked on my balls like a pro, washing them with her tongue and the even daring to go so far as to run her tongue from the back of my balls…up the shaft of my cock and then taking me as far into her mouth as she could.

I, in the meantime, capitalized on the clues I was being given. “Come on, you little slut…I know you love sucking my balls like that. You were born to do it. You’ve wanted me this long, surely you’ve got all sorts of nasty ideas in that pretty little head of yours. Come on, my slut, take that …”

A deep moan escaped my throat and echoed around the room as I felt the head of my cock bottom out in her throat. I couldn’t believe the blowjob that I was getting from this girl…it was fucking unbelievable.

“Unbelievable you little bitch, un-fucking-believable…” I moaned as I felt the familiar stirrings of an orgasm.

“Come on, Chance…fuck my face. Grab my head in both hands and fuck my face…I want your cum all over my face…”

Who am I to argue?

I grabbed a fistful of hair in either hand and proceeded to do exactly what Milissa had told me to. Each stroke bottomed me in the back of her throat, and each time she moaned in pleasure. Her hands were otherwise busy, pinching her nipples ( I still wanted to suck on those…so badly) and fingering her wet pussy. Soon though, I was ready to blow my load and told her as much.

“Mmmm…come on you little slut, up on your knees, I’m gonna cover you in cum you little bitch.” I muttered the words with vigor as I grabbed a fistful of her head and tilted her face up so she could look at me when I came all over her. I was surprised to see no pain, or even the look of someone being humiliated, but wanton lust…she wasn’t kidding when she said she loved this stuff.

My fist was a blur as it flew back and forth over my cock. I could feel the orgasm building, but the last stroke was what did it. Milissa leaned forward and rammed her tongue up against my ass, sliding it forward to suck on my balls and then back again to actually push its way into the tight hole of my ass.

A guttural moan ripped through me as I came. The ropes of white cum spanned the distance between us and painted her beautiful face with my juice. It was the sexiest damned thing I’d ever seen. I watched in awe as a tiny bit of the jism dripped off her chin onto her tits and she wiped it with her finger before sucking the finger dry.

I couldn’t take it, and I did the first thing that came to mind. I dropped to my knees beside her and ran my tongue the length of her cheek, licking my cum off of her face and taking it into my mouth. She cried out in pleasure at the feeling and her fingers flew over her clit while the other hand locked itself around my cock again.

I leaned forward and pulled her head up to meet mine, kissing her tenderly and letting her suck the cum that she so loved out of my mouth.

After a moment of this, her own orgasm thundered through her and she sucked my tongue into her mouth and squeezed my cock so hard it hurt. But my god was it worth it.

“That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen…” She whispered as she stroked my cock, a bit more gently now. It had been a few minutes before she came down from her plateau, but now she was back and seemingly ready for more.

“I’m not sure what got into me…but seeing you kneeling there with my cum all over your face…I just had to…”

“I’m not complaining.” She said, her hand trembling as it hung near her pussy. “I swear to god, I could fuck you for hours… but that’s next time I guess.”

I looked at her incredulously as if to say “What do you mean, next time?” and then I grabbed her hand and placed it on my already hardening cock. “Next time? What about this time? Haven’t you got the strength to go for a few more hours?”

She squealed in glee and leapt at me, knocking me flat back on the bed and kissing me soundly, not even bothering to break the kiss as she spoke. “Ohhh…it’s been so long since I’ve had any fun, and now I find a man who can keep up…” She moaned loudly as I began teasing her, sliding my cock along the wet slit of her pussy, allowing her to ride against me as it pressed against her soaking wet slit. “Ohhh…fuck me, Chance…please…fuck me…now.”

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Perthian Casil Island, off the coast of Malaysia has beaches that are snow white and warm crystal clear blue water. There are twenty or so thatch roofed and ornate huts on the islands like the ones in Tahiti resorts. Each of the huts has an outside shower and very clean inside bathrooms…with running water. All of the furniture is made of very stylish teak wood and the beds are only about a foot of the floor. The mattresses are soft with a thick non foam padding, firm but comfortable. There is a single ceiling fan at the peak of the rounded ceiling and the beds have a center draw mosquito net.

The day we arrived the water looked warm and inviting so we decided to take a dip from our own private beach. Kelly and I only knew each other for a few months and I teased her about being prudish as I stripped my swim suit off and threw it into the beach chair at the water’s edge. Being challenged she strip her suit off as well and lower herself in the water, being aware of her nakedness but unaware that the water was so clear that it was a thin disguise. I swam out to where the water was a deeper blue and deeper. She followed with a bit of trepidation of the fear of being over her head. When she swam to me we treaded water holding each other, laughing at first and then kissed deeply and allowing our bodies to sink below the surface. As if in a dream, we rolled in the warm water for an endless period of time. We broke free at the surface to catch our breath and saw clouds in the distance with the sun descending behind them.

Slowly I slid my knee up between her thighs until it nestled against her hair covered pubic bone. With my hands on her lower back at first, they slid down, gripped her ass and pulled her hard against me. Her mouth covered mine again and our tongues danced erotically as we slipped under the water again. Our bodies meld with the water and the slight current moved us to and fro gently as it seemed to breathe passion from each others bodies and not air. In what seemed to be short of an eternity and not wanting to let go we shot for the surface gasping for air. Her heaving chest prominently showed her best assets which attracted me several months earlier… her tits were fabulous, big rounded with perpetually hard nipples. The rest of her body is to my liking too… some would classify her as a BBW but I found her to be well proportioned and nice to hold onto. Her hair is raven black and long; past her shoulders and her eyes dark brown. She had told me that she was of Gypsy blood and I could believe it in how she had a very passionate spirit.

The sun had fallen completely behind the clouds and it seemed like we had played Artvin Escort in the underwater for hours. The sky had darkened, though it’s was early afternoon. As we made our way back to the shore, streaks of lightening flashed in the sky, still miles away but the clouds were moving towards us quickly and the sky turned eerily dark. We walked along the beach naked enjoying nature’s fireworks and the titillation of the approaching storms energy. Looking out over the sea it dawned on me that I underestimated the speed of the wall of clouds that just engulfed a nearby island.

“We’re about to get wet.” I commented and without much warning the rain started, followed by strong winds.

The initial fear passed quickly as we realized the rain was warm as we made our way back to the beach hut, nestled in the palms trees. Just as we make it to the hut the rain came down in earnest and the wind blew hard while the sky became as dark as midnight… the monsoon had started and visibility was reduced to inches. The darkness was cut through by a bright blue flash of lightening but the stroke was covered by the translucent veil of heavy rain. The thunder hit all most immediately in a deafening boom that traveled through our bodies as we held each other tightly. The electricity and thunder was titillating and I felt my cock getting hard, pressing against her belly button.

Her hard reached down, taking my rod in her hand and asked. “What do we have here?”

“Mmmmmm… your toy to play with.” I moaned with her hand gripping it tightly. Again we kissed passionately for several more minutes, my hands moving over her tits and thumbs teasing her very hard nipples. She stroked my cock until pre-cum covered her hand and then she smoothed the cream to her clit.

“Mmmmm… I need fucked.” she moaned, push me back and lay back on the bed with her fingers playing with her clit.

With each flash of lightening, to light the room, I found the matches and lit the several oil lanterns around the room. Returning to the bed I removed the Asti Spumante from an ice bucket and poured one wine glass, and held it to her lips as I lowed myself to the bed. We both sipped the intoxicating wine… in between kissing. As the thunder rolled on our passions rose, we felt the tingle of both the wine and each others tender caresses. Taking a drink of Asti, I held it in my mouth and kiss her, allowing the wine to pass between our lips to drink from me. Taking another sip of the cold wine, I quickly cover her right nipple, swirling it around the nice hard bud, then swallowing while sucking deeply then doing the same to the left nipple.

Lying back Artvin Escort Bayan on the bed I dripped a little Asti down her body. The chilling sensation was followed by my warm mouth… kissing and sucking the sweet fluid away from her salty soft skin. By time I made it to her pubic mound the bottle was almost empty. I covered her mound with my mouth and strained a little of wine, mixed with her juices through her pubic hair. Her hands took my head and deftly guided me to her sweet hot clit. I parted her lips with my tongue and kissed her clit as deeply as I kissed her mouth earlier.

Her deep moans told me she was enjoying what I was doing. Releasing my mouth, I slide my tongue slowly up one side of her button, just as I hit her spot… the spot that made her quiver… thunder struck close. Startled she drew my head harder to her and I ground my mouth downward for the full effect. Releasing my mouth again and lulling my tongue over her clit, I realized the Asti bottle was still in my hand. I dripped the last few drops of Asti directly on her exposed hot button and blew cool air over it from my lips. As her lips pouted, I slid the smooth neck of the bottle along the side her button. The sensation of the smoothness of the glass and the bevel around the neck was almost too much for her to take as it touched her clit. I slid the beveled neck slowly over the button making her quiver even harder. I slide it back down the other side before she could recover… repeating it again.

She moaned lowly and whispered to me “Com’on fuck me…please!”

Whispering back “Not yet I’m having too much fun… I want you to cum first.” I suspected she wasn’t sure what to expect but she knew it wouldn’t take much and she’d be cumming hard.

I drew her lips in my mouth and sucked on them for a few seconds then slid the bottle downward so I could cover her button in a deep kiss again then flicked my tongue from side to side very quickly. I sensed she was about to cum and slid the narrow beveled neck slightly in her pussy. I slowly slid it back out with a slight popping sound then back again as I sucked her clit deeply, this time her body rose up to greet the entrance, taking the bottle in slightly more.

Releasing my suck…tion on her, she released her hips and the bottle eased out slightly. I slid it back but this time going further and deeper… spreading her walls a bit more with the widening girth of the bottle’s neck. I held the bottle in place and covered her clit with kisses and then circularly licked her until I hit the sweet spot again.

“Oooohhhh…fuuck!” escaped her lips slowly as I focused in on making Escort Artvin her cum.

Her moans became wild and guttural and I knew I was making her cum. Teasing was no longer wanted she wanted to cum right now. Though I held the bottle in place she manage to rise up and down, taking it in and out, over and over, as she fucked the bottle and my face. Suddenly she arched her back and pulled my head downward hard… erupting in a massive wave of passion and pleasure.

“I’m mmmmm fucking cuummminggggg!” she screamed.

Every muscle in her body tightened in a long strain before releasing. She then tightened again in what seemed to be a long wave. The troughs were peaking then ebbing quicker now. Trying to hold on to each orgasm until she pushed my head away… unable to take anymore, her clit tender and sensitive to any touch.

My cock and balls were ready for a release. I slid up along her body kissing my way then sucked on each nipple. Her hands trailed down my back and gripped my ass as kissed her lips deeply. Our lips parted and our tongues darted back, then forth as I slid my hard cock in to the hilt.

“Ooooooooo your cock is thick!” she cooed.

“All the better to fuck you with, my dear.” I replied

“Then FUCK me you bastard!!!”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I pumped my hard cock in and out of her savagely. Her fingernails dug in to my ass urging me to go deeper. Straighten up she moved her legs over my shoulders.

“Pile drive me, prick!” she demanded.

The storm continued to rage outside, the wind howling in tune with her passionate moans as I drove my cock deep in her cunt. Her nails raked my back as I did as she demanded pumping in and out as hard as I could. Gripping my shoulders with her nails sunk deep in my flesh she again let out a scream.

“Oooohhhhh…I’m fucking cumming again… keeeep fuckkkin meeee… I’m cummmming…” she screamed to the darken room as if the thunder outside was filling her body. Her head tossed from one side to the other with her black hair covering her face.

My own orgasm grew in my balls. Reaching under her, with her legs still over my shoulders, I grabbed her ass and drove her hard to the bed. Sweat covered our bodies and I sent the first of my powerful load into her. Not pausing for a moment, I sunk another shot of hot cream deep in her cunt, then another. I knew my cream was more than she had space for and was slipping out, coating my tight balls and dripping down her ass.

“Take this for calling me a bastard you fucking bitch!” I moaned in moan that seemed to come from Thor the God of Thunder as I send my cock as deep and as hard as I could … sending the last solid spurt in her.

“Ohhhhhhh fuck! That was good!” She announced clearing the hair from her face and smiling.

“I aimed to please.” I teased and pumped my cock in and out a few more times slowly before collapsing to the bed.

Paradise

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Let me tell you about a day while coming home on the train. I got on the Metra Train, it was a cold Chicago day snowy and windy. Once I found a seat and sat down the woman behind me was talking on her cell phone, no big deal. I saw she was light brown skin with a cute face but that was all I could see. While sitting there I heard her conversation. She was talking about her male friend and what he had been talking about with his wife

In the midst of this gossip she states to whomever she was talking to “It’s a shame but me and Al can’t go out for drinks or hang because we would wind up fucking.”

Sure enough that got my attention. Her next statement though is what made me interested. “You know I haven’t had any dick in me in over 4 months. My pussy is always wet and dripping. I need to be fucked so bad, whew, what my pussy needs is a big dick and real hard fucking.”

After that her conversation turned back to the guy and his wife and their problems. I wanted to turn around and get a good look at the woman but I resisted. Her voice was soft and sounded so sweet but her words and the tone in them said she was not innocent at all. My stop came and here was my chance to get a good look at her. As I rose from my seat I saw she was also getting ready to get off the train. So I took a good but brief look, she had a nice body. I walked to the exit with her following as I open the first set of doors I stepped back to let her in the exit lobby. Dam even in her winter coat I could tell she had a great ass. So after we got off the train and I walked quickly to her side and said “excuse me” and she stopped and said “Yes.”

I looked her square in her eyes and said quickly but calmly stated, “I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation. I can help you with your problem.”

She said “what problem?”

I stated “That you need to be fucked so bad, hard and with a big dick and I can make it all happen, seriously.”

She blushed and said “All men claim to have big dicks.”

“Well I’ll just have to prove it.” I unzip my coat and let her see my semi hard dick (still in my pants)

“Ok, but I still don’t know you.”

“What do you need to know? I have a thick and long dick and Antep Escort I will fuck you hard.”

She drew in her breathe and lick her lips and “hmmm tempting” escaped out her.

“I tell you what, no names but I’ll text you, you text me back, so we’re traceable.”

She asked “Do you have condemns?”

“Yes, I don’t leave home without them.”

She gave me her cell number and said “text me now and come on, I live a couple of blocks from here,” reach out her hand and said “you better fuck me good and hard.”

I text her “Lets Go” she replied “Y”

I grabbed her hand and we started walking.

She purred “I’m no crazy or nothing like that but I need some sex and I guess it’s your lucky day, cause you’re about to get some good, wet, tight ass pussy.”

I took her hand and place it on my dick, she squeezed it and moaned. “Long and thick, God I can’t believe I’m going to do this. I feel like a slut and I’m enjoying it.”

“I can’t wait to hear how you sound when I make you cum.” I stated

“Dam you sure know just what to say, I hope you can back them words up. We’re here.”

We walked up a few steps to a townhouse she opened the door we stepped in and she closed the door. I quickly shed my coat and pushed my groin against her leg as I took her coat off of her.

My smiled turned triumphant, and I wantonly slid a hand up to squeeze a tit through her top. She gasped at my touch. Her nipple hardens from my lustful grab. I grind into her, bending down and passionately kissing her, pushing her back towards a bench in her hallway. When the backs of her knees touched the bench, I pushed her down onto it, and then got down between her legs. I slid her pants down to her ankles taking them off of one leg, kissing my way up her legs, and licking at the warm flesh of her toned thighs. I could tell I had her going as she leaned back with groans escaping from her. She grasped on to my shoulders and whispered, “Please make me cum.”

I slid a finger across the outside of her panties, taking note of the damp spot blooming in the center. I grinned, and said, “Well, I see you do have a wet little pussy, don’t you? A naughty little slut, I like you” Her Antep Escort Bayan body wiggled and squirmed from my hands with sensual moans erupting from her. She spread her legs willingly as I bent down again, pulling her panties aside and stroking her bald pussy lips with the tips of my fingers.

She swallowed hard and out came, “fuck that feels good…” as I played with her clit, She yelped as I slid in first one finger, then a second, pumping them fast and forceful while I leaned in and sucked her clit like a man on a mission. She came, hard, her pussy contracting on my fingers, with warm, sweet cum. She bit her lip to keep from screaming out loud from the intensity of her orgasm.

I quickly undid my pants and dropped my briefs, showing her what she had first felt against her earlier. Nine plus inches of hard black dick swayed before her, thickly vein and twitching. I bet she thought that I wanted her to blow me, but instead, I ripped her panties off and thrust inside her hard, slamming in her as deep as I could. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and a gurgled cry came out of her throat as I slammed my thick meat into her over and over. She held onto my shoulders as I pounded hard in her, she had her first orgasm quickly followed by a more intense orgasm. She just kept cumming and cumming,” Her body moving under me, her nails digging into my shoulders as she groaned erotically into my ears.

She was panting “that was good lets take this to my bed, boo'”

She got up and stepped out her pants hanging from one leg, and strolled to her bedroom. We had forgotten all about condemns. I followed her to her bedroom. She sat on the edge of her bed and motioned me over. I closed the distance between us she reached out and took hold of my dick. She stroked it back and forward, leaned over and took my dick into her mouth. She started to really give intense blow job swirling her tongue around my dick while sucking and jerking it. I grabbed her by her head and started fucking her face. She added more pressure with her mouth. I than pushed her away cause I wanted to get to some more real hard fucking I had promised this horny lustful lady.

I demanded, “Get Escort Antep on your knees so I can hit it hard.”

She said “tear this pussy up baby.” as she crawled into the middle of bed and rotated her shapely ass at me.

I got on the bed behind her and smack her ass good and hard “hmmmmmm yeah boo I like that” I smacked her other ass cheek and she made more sounds of approval. I then rubbed and tapped her pussy with my shaft. Oh she was leaking juices all over my dick. She started rotating her hips signaling her need and wants then she had a small orgasm shaking a little and with short spasms.

“”Ohhhhhhh, don’t tease meeeeeee baby, I need you, put it in please fuck me baby, please! Pleeeeese, fuck I need you to fuck me!” her voice filled with urgency.

Hearing her beg me to fuck her after cumming from me teasing her, I became more dominant. I reached out grabbed her by her hair and pulled her head back and demanded, “reach back and get this dick if you want that bad.”

She reached between her legs found my dick lined it up to her wet entrance and pushed backward. I felt her pussy spread I lunged forward, she scream “yesssss.”

I wrapped my free armed around her waist and started to fucked her hard. Her pussy made squishy sounds, as incoherent words came from her. Then I straighten up took hold of her hips and started to fuck her roughly. I was grunting, the sounds of our flesh smacking against each other filled the room. Her body started to glisten with sweat. This made me fuck her even harder, if at all possible. She hollered ” I cummminng, God Yessss Ohhhhhh fuck I’mmmmmm Cummmmmmminnng,” she shook hard, her arms gave way and she fell on to her chest.

I rode down with her fucking her thru her hard orgasm and another hit her harder than previous.

“ohhhhh… SHitttt Ohhh Shitttt.” she bellowed. Her ass bucking under me I now could feel myself building toward a release. I pumped faster and exploded deep in this unknown pussy, grunting and jerking off in her.

Sweet and soft her came the words, “Yeah, boo fill this pussy up with that nut.”

As I pulled out of her I could the see wetness from us on the bed. I rolled on my back, proud of the work I had just done.

She then leaned over my dick and grabbed it, smiling at it and softly said “hmmmm, good dick, real good dick.” as she licked and sucked away.

“Thank you, problem solved, for now,” as she smiled at me.

“You’re welcome,” I said with a smile.

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I’m trying a new thing where, in addition to my current main line of stories, i will rotate in one shot shorts as part of a new “travel tales” series.

This one is experimental for me. I wanted to write a story where I never gendered the protagonist.

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You were the girl in the window, the most perfect creature I had ever seen. The light was at an angle as you perched in your sill. It made you look angelic. Your dark hair was pulled up in a tight little bun at the top of your head, a few escaped strands contrasting your pale face. Your eyes caught that light perfectly, turning amber. You were gazing, pondering, daydreaming, but when your eyes found me you smiled.

It took my breath away. It felt like I had been pummeled in the gut. My smile felt slow and stupid.

“Hi.” I said, painfully aware of how every mental impulse was traveling at tortoise speed.

“Do you have my food delivery?”

The words cut through the fog in my brain. Of course. You were happy to see your food, not me.

“Oh! Yeah, you’re…” I checked the tag on the bag I was holding, “Nicole Henderson?”

“Yup. 3B.”

“Are you going to come down and get your food or should I come up there?”

“Alright.”

You disappeared inside and after a long moment I started to think you’d meant Antep Escort I should come up there. Just as I hesitantly stepped closer, you opened the door. You were wearing loose linen shorts and an oversized cotton shirt.

I offered you the bag and a tablet to sign on. As you scribbled what couldn’t possibly have been your name, you asked, “What’s your name?”

“Max.” I answered.

You handed back my pad and accepted your bag.

“Thanks, Max.”

The way you said it, that quirked upturn of your lip. You could have asked for my social security card and I would have given it to you.

“You’re welcome, Ma’am.”

I actually said that. You’re welcome, Ma’am. God strike me down.

I turned and bolted to my car. I caught the amusement on your face as I backed out of your driveway.

Two hours later I was back in your driveway, This time with a bottle of wine that you hadn’t ordered. I had … decided to stalk you, I guess. When you opened the door you did not look confused.

“Max!” You smiled brightly. “Do you want to come in?”

You baffled me. I nodded and you disappeared inside again, leaving the door open behind you. I tentatively followed, clutching the wine bottle like a weapon or a shield.

Your place was what IKEA executives dream about at Antep Escort Bayan night. It’s what Americans imagine Sweden looks like. Light wood and white walls. Unpainted wood furniture. Even sheepskin carpets. Small globe garlands of light. The part of me that had always ached to be a hipster had found it’s chapel.

We sat down on the daybed, me still in my coat and clutching the bottle of wine. I’d been too stupid to set them down when you’d told me to get comfortable.

It didn’t even occur to me that I had a shot. You were an angel! So completely out of my league. When you kissed me, it came as a shock. The sudden press of your pink lips on mine, your hot breath. You moved onto my lap, your hands under my jacket trying to pull it off. I moved to let you. Shrugging it off and sliding it out from behind me.

Your tongue entered my mouth and I reached for your chest through the oversized cotton shirt. I could feel your nipple hardening beneath the fabric and knew you weren’t wearing a bra. I wondered if you weren’t wearing underwear. Your hands curled in my short, unruly hair. I slid my hand into your shorts.

Mystery solved, no panties. And you were so wet. I knew I wanted you, but to feel how much you wanted me was breathtaking. You moaned into my mouth as I slipped Escort Antep a finger into you and you began to grind your hips on my crotch and hand. I pushed in a second finger, you were so tight I had to go achingly slowly. I started to thumb your clit.

The grinding of your ass on my crotch, the feeling of your sex on my hand, I was going to cum. I had never been with someone so… perfect before. I tried to be discrete but you felt me stiffen, felt the insistency in my hips. You ground against me harder, suckling my earlobes and pulsing around my hand.

I came. I came just from that. Just that was amazing.

Now I really wanted you to cum. I moved you onto your back and slid your shorts off. I pushed your legs apart and dived for your pussy. My fingers slipped back inside you with ease. I licked and sucked and tongued and nibbled and teased your clit while I rubbed and tapped and milked and pressed your g-spot. You were practically screaming.

I hope I am being honest in saying you’d never had it that good before.

I made you cum three times. Every time I drew them out for you, feeling the pulsing contracting around my fingers.

When your last orgasm shuddered to a stop, you laid pressed against me. I breathed in the scent of your hair and placed soft kisses on your neck.

After a little while you said, “You should go. My boyfriend will be home soon.”

I didn’t really have anything to say to that. I got up, shrugged on my jacket, and walked to the door.

“Thank you, Max.”

I smiled and left. There would be other perfect girls.

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I was looking through the internet personals to pass the time, although deep inside, I was actually desperate for a date. My name is Mike, and I was a 21 year old guy in college studying sociology. I wasn’t bad looking or anything but just a little shy.

Usually, the personals were just full of kids putting fake postings or unattractive women who couldn’t get any, but today, I actually found one with a picture of a very attractive girl looking for some kinky sex. The ad read:

24 year old asian girl currently in a relationship. I’m currently going out with my boyfriend Brad but I really want to have sex with a SAM with my boyfriend watching. He’s really into watching while I’m getting pounded by a stranger and calling a sissy who can’t satisfy me.

I laughed out loud thinking what a wimp her boyfriend must be, wanting to see his girl getting fucked by someone else while he just stood there like a dork. As unrealistic as I thought this was the picture of her was breathtaking and I had to respond. She looked around 5 5, 5 6, skinny, long black hair with blonde streaks, B cups, cute face, the whole package. So although I’d be one of hundreds responding, I sent a clever and funny email with several pictures of me to her.

A few days later, I got a response. Her name was Karen, and she worked as a secretary. After a few more email exchanges, we decided to meet just to get acquainted and see if we’d be mutually interested.

We met at a coffee shop and talked for a while. Karen came dressed conservatively but looked absolutely irresistible. She wore jeans that accentuated her hips and skinny legs, and a red tank top showing off her sexy arms and figure. We had lots in common, and decided to hang out more. After coffee, I decided to take her shopping for something sexy to wear when we were going to have sex. We went to Victoria Secrets, where she chose on a sexy red lace lingerie that she tried on and displayed for me. She looked like a goddess as my heart beat like an African drum. I didn’t want the day to end, so I took her to other shops. Normally, I’d think it would be foolish spending all this money on a girl I just met but she was just so bubbly and charming that I wanted to spend as much time with her as possible. I ended up buying her some new clothes, a pair of shoes, and a new watch, all totally almost 800 dollars. I was running out of money in my checking account so I had to say goodbye, but not before Antep Escort she gave me a heavenly kiss on the lips and an appointment for next Friday when we would have sex with her boyfriend watching.

The whole week, I was fantasizing about Karen in her red lace, thinking about her legs, her boobs, her lips, and of course her pussy. She told me not to jack off, and wanted the first nut to come all over her face, where her wimpy boyfriend would lick it all off.

When the magical day came, I dressed in a snappy black suit and blue shirt and met her for dinner, where we talked and laughed. Soon, I realized I didn’t want to just have sex with her once, but I wanted to be with her and marry her. I was falling hopelessly in love with Karen, and I thought she was doing the same with me. After dinner, we started to drive to her place.

In the car, she said, “You know mike, I thought this would be just a one time thing, but you’re so cute and funny that I’m kinda thinking about leaving Brad. I mean, he’s fun and all but its nothing real serious.”

I managed to stutter out “ye… yeah. I think I’m falling for you too. Maybe we should just forget this whole watching thing and just go out on a real date.”

“Ok, let’s do it now. Let’s just tell Brad tonight that this whole thing is off and I’m dumping him for you. He’s gonna be pissed but what the fuck is that pussy gonna do?”

So we got to her apartment. I was excited as hell that I hooked up with this beautiful girl, and she was dumping her current boyfriend to be with me. Brad was waiting in the bedroom making the bed, putting condoms and toys on the dresser for us when we got in.

“Brad, we have something to tell you. I’ve fallen in love with Mike. He’s my new boyfriend now.”

Brad was obviously mad. “What the hell! You’re leaving me for him? He’s your new boyfriend now?” He went right to Karen’s face and was yelling at her. I thought from the ad he’d be some skinny little wimp but in fact, he towered over me at 6’3″, and was much more muscular than me as well. I tried to get in between them but he just threw me down to the floor.

“Yeah that’s right, I’m in love with Mike and he’s my boyfriend and that’s final.”

I was on the ground but I couldn’t be happier. Then things started turning the wrong way.

“Ok then” Brad responded. “Hey, didn’t you put on the internet that your boyfriend liked watching you getting Antep Escort Bayan fucked while he just stood there stroking his little pecker?”

“Yeah I think I did.” Karen said. Then, as I sat stunned on the floor, Brad started feeling Karen up and started kissing her neck, while Karen started moaning in pleasure.

“Mmmm, that feels so gooooooood.”

I was getting mad at this obviously staged charade, when Brad looked at me and kicked me in the stomach.

“Sit down. You’re Karen’s boyfriend. The one that likes to watch.”

“Yeah bitch” Karen said. “Watch us fuck. You know you want to. You’re so in love with me. Don’t you want to go out steady with me and do whatever pleases me. You already bought me all those nice things, including that lingerie. Don’t you want to see me in it?”

I was stunned, but too hurt to do anything. As Brad slowly starting taking off Karen’s clothes, I could feel myself getting sick, but also very excited. She then orders me to strip and I was more then compliant. As I took down my boxers, they both broke out laughing at my 4.5 inch erection. Brad then took his pants off showing his 8 inch penis, which Karen immediately took into her mouth.

“Damn asian guys have small dicks. That’s why all your girls go after us cus we’re real men while you guys are all feminine bitches who just watch.”

Karen was deep throating the large member while rubbing her tits. I was so hard and horny I didn’t even care I was getting humiliated. I started to stroke myself when Karen said,” Uh uh, don’t be naughty. You better not cum until I say so or else I’m leaving you.”

Karen then went back to Brad’s dick. “Oh shit, that’s good. Ohhhh Karen, I’m coming.” With that, Brad whipped out his dick and Karen grabbed it with her small tiny hands, milking all the cum unto her cute face.

“Come on Mike, you know what to do” Karen said.

I immediately came over and started to lick off Brad’s seed off her face. It tasted sour and there must’ve been at least a pint of it on her face. As I was licking, she started to massage my dick with my dick and stuck her finger in my ass. I was in heaven, and was about to cum when she squeezed my penis, stopping me from getting an orgasm.

“Oh, so you like that in your ass don’t you?” Karen taunted. She then took one of the dildos that must have been a foot long off the dresser and just rammed in my ass, making me squeal. Escort Antep I was bent over on the bed with Karen lying face up on top of me. Brad then jumped on her and started to fuck her missionary style. All three of our asses were lined up, and the dildo kept penetrating further as Brad thrusted into Karen’s pussy.

As painful the dildo was initially, it felt great as it kept penetrating into me. Karen was moaning in ecstasy, when I mustered up some courage and gave up the last of my dignity when I said “Please Brad fuck her harder… I want all 12 inches of this in me.”

Brad burst out laughing and said “Whatever you want bitch.” Karen then started calling me a wimp cuckold. “Oh you’re such a wimp… You buy me those expensive clothes, take me to a nice restaurant, and then let me fuck this real men and not make me suffer through with that little dick of yours. I love you mike.”

As brad started fucking her harder, Karen was getting close to her orgasm. She started to breathe harder and harder until she screamed in pleasure. Brad was close too, but before he came, he stood up and took Karen off me. Karen then pushed in the rest of the dildo in my ass, then took it out. My anus must’ve been huge as it felt stretched out and hollow.

“Stay doggie” Karen ordered.

She then took Brad’s dick and started to jack it off. She aimed it right at my ass, and shot the jism right into my hole. As Brad started to moan, I could feel his warm, slimy goo trickling into me.

“haha, now you’re pregnant” Karen laughed.

I replied with a moan of pleasure and said “Oh, that feels so nice.”

“Now reach in there with your finger and lick it off” Karen ordered.

I put in my small girly hand in my own ass and took it out. It was covered with cum, which I licked off like it was honey. Both Karen and Brad laughed and called me a sissy whore.

“Well that was a lot of fun” Karen said. “But poor little mikey never got any pleasure.”

My dick was still throbbing and hard like a rock. I was just dying to come at least once this night.

“OK lover, I’ll let you come.” Karen then gave me a slice of bread. “Here, wrap that little pecker in this and make sure you get all the cum in it.”

I must’ve stroked it twice when I felt my body shake with the best orgasm of my life. I came into the bread, and without Karen telling me, I knew what she wanted. I ate it all in two bites, while Karen and Brad were pointing and laughing at me. They threw my clothes at me and Brad just lifted me out of their apartment.

“I’ll call you and we could do this again. I know that’s what you want more than anything else.” Karen said. And as humiliating as that was, she was right.

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This story was written in collaboration with a fellow erotica writer whom I am hoping to introduce to the site in the near future. Her handle is Lulubelle, keep a lookout for her.

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It was with mixed emotions that Bryce entered the very familiar elevator that cold June morning. He had been with the company for fifteen years, slowly working his way up through the ranks into the upper management levels until, finally, the break he had been waiting for, his boss died. He knew it sounded callous to put it so bluntly but it was a fact of life, everyone knew that he was the best person for the position but that the only way he would get the promotion is if Old Man Jenkins were to retire or die, he died first.

Same people in the elevator as every other morning, each greeting familiar faces. It could have been an ordinary day in every way up until now. Here was the level that he always got off at, but not today. Everyone in the elevator shuffled out until it was only he left in the little cubicle. He reached out and pressed twelve, the level he was going to be working on in future, the top floor of the building and the top floor of his career. At forty Bryce hadn’t done too badly for himself, he was fit, well trimmed, smart in his tailored suits and now at the top of the food chain, well, almost. He was yet to meet his new boss as his was not the only promotion within the company recently. His superior was from out of town, an import from an affiliated company and, from what he had heard, and an absolute ball breaker. Bryce was aware that you didn’t climb the corporate ladder by being nice and he was expecting this new executive member to be somewhat of a challenge. All he knew about the guy is that his name was Watson.

The elevator doors whispered open and Bryce stepped out with a sigh into his new career. There was cheerful Sally, the receptionist, “Good Morning Mr. McCleary.” she smiled as he strode in mock confidence past her desk.

“Good Day Sally, how are you this morning?” he smiled back, not expecting a reply.

Bryce knew exactly where he was going, he had been there thousands of times before during his long career but it had been to go and see the Boss, now he was the Boss. Many more familiar faces smiled their welcome, all knew that Bryce had waited a long time for this moment, he was popular with most and they were glad that he had received his long awaited promotion. Last office at the end of the corridor, thick carpets dulled his heavy footsteps as he slowed slightly, the rich aroma of polished solid oak finishing had always been his favorite part of a visit to the twelfth floor. Portraits of past company Presidents and CEO’s lined the narrow passage at either side, and Bryce was proud, proud to at last be a part of this very old company in its old building. He was no longer dreading meeting the new boss.

He entered his office from the side door, not wanting to face his secretary just yet. It was just as Old Man Jenkins had left it, minus a few personal items. The huge oak desk and deep, black leather chair facing the window with its view out over the city and in the distance the sea. Bryce was about to step over to the window when the inter-leading door between his and his secretary’s office burst open and before him stood a stunning woman. Bryce was so taken by surprise that before he could say a word she reached out her hand and said:

“Jenny Watson, you must be Bryce McCleary, pleased to meet you”

Her hand was soft and warm in his, he stammered through the introduction trying to get over the surprise. So Watson was a woman, unbelievable. Bryce was not the chauvinistic type, he had no problem with a female superior, it had just taken him by surprise and he found himself staring.

Jenny had always been a head turner, long, straight, black hair down to the cleft of her firm ass, legs that seem to go on for ever and breasts that have made more than one man turn for a second look. Jenny’s eyes were as blue as the bluest oceans, eyes you could get lost in. Yet to Jenny these things were irrelevant, although they had come in handy in the past. She knew that she looked good in a short skirt and preferred to wear them, especially when wearing a suit. It made her irresistible to any man. Everywhere she went she radiated sexuality. On more than one occasion a strange man had whispered his desire for her. Jenny had not always granted their wishes but the men lucky enough to get her between the covers had had the best time of their lives with this vixen.

Jenny felt that today wouldn’t be any different and looking at Bryce she knew that she would like to get him between the covers. He was Adonis personified. Strong, athletic, gorgeous and in a powerful position. These are huge turn ons for her and today was no different.

“I wonder if he’ll let me seduce him,” she pondered.

Shocked by her thoughts she walked over to his desk. Jenny had heard things about Bryce that she wanted to find out for herself. Ladies lucky enough to have bedded him only spoke well of him; some went as far as to say; no lover they’ve ever had came close.

“Well, I’ll like to find out for myself.” she thought.

As Antep Escort Bryce spoke to her, his deep husky voice was sending shivers through her whole body.

“Man has the voice of an angel.”

Jenny was looking at Bryce and couldn’t understand what effect he was having on her and the fact that he wasn’t even aware of it was even more tantalizing.

“What the hell is wrong with me, I’m not like this. Pull yourself together girl, this is your colleague!”

Looking at him, Jenny hoped that he could not guess her inner thoughts.

Jenny got the pleasantries out of the way and got right down to business.

They were discussing sales figures in his division over the past quarter and Bryce was answering her in autopilot, all the while taking in every feature of this beautiful woman sitting across from him. He put her at about thirty; long slim legs disappeared under a formal suit skirt. The outline of her hips said that she was in good shape and her trim waist told him that she possibly worked out in the gym.

Jenny was squirming in her seat as she spoke to him, perhaps a habit or maybe she felt uneasy in his presence. She certainly didn’t strike him as a woman that would be easily intimidated by a man, in fact, quite the opposite. She seemed confident and self-assured but she looked uneasy sitting across from him now.

It was then that Bryce noticed that Jenny’s suit jacket had opened to allow him a view of her white blouse underneath. To his amazement, as he watched, two of the blouse buttons had come undone, exposing Jenny’s ample breasts for Bryce to admire. Bryce was not sure how to react, he was a bit embarrassed at first, he had only just met the woman and he was not sure how she would react to a stranger looking down her blouse. Jenny looked up at Bryce and noticed the direction of his stare; looking down herself she saw what was causing the distraction.

Jenny looked back at Bryce and he blushed slightly, should he look away or would that only make her more embarrassed. Her white lacey bra was clearly visible but for some reason her left breast was partially out of place and Bryce had a clear view of her protruding nipple. Perfectly formed dark pink in color and encircled by an equally beautiful dark areola. Bryce was mesmerized, Jenny had beautiful breasts and in the first ten minutes of them meeting he had seen one of them. He looked up into Jenny’s incredible blue eyes and saw no look of embarrassment, as he held her gaze she lifted her hand and shifted the offending globe back into its correct position and buttoned her blouse. Without the slightest hint of embarrassment Jenny continued her questioning for a few minutes longer before excusing herself and standing up from her perch against the desk, walked to the door. Bryce watched as her ass moved beneath the smooth fabric of her short skirt, no panty lines. She was either wearing a g-string or no panties at all. Hmm, nothing turned Bryce on more than knowing that a woman was pantieless under her skirt.

As she left she spun around, her long black hair forming a long arc around her shoulders,

” Possibly see you for lunch then Mr. McCleary?” she asked with a glint in her beautiful blue eyes.

“Possibly, Ms Watson” Bryan smiled back, not wanting to let on how much the flash of her boob had affected his normally stable composure, and she was gone, closing the door and leaving only her scent to bring back the memory of that soft pale breast with the dark tan lines and the just as dark nipple.

The rest of Bryce’s morning went by without event. He was kept busy with calls and e-mails of congratulations. He packed all of his personal belongings, which had been sent from downstairs, into his desk and laid out his collection of model cars. He found his mind constantly wondering back to the meeting with his new boss. Everything about her intrigued him, her long black hair and deep blue eyes were fascinating but what amazed him the most was her lack of embarrassment at him getting an eyeful of her boob. Bryce knew that it was against company policy to pursue any office relationship, he knew that should he even attempt to establish any sort of personal contact with Jenny that she would be obliged to take it further in accordance with company rules.

“There must be something there,” pondered Bryce. Jenny had acted as if it were an every day occurrence for her to flash her breasts to her subordinates; maybe she had also felt the electrifying magnetism, which he had felt. Bryce shook it off, he had known the woman for ten minutes and he was fantasizing about her, not only that, she was the boss. Jennie leant against the door as she closed it behind her.

“What the hell was that?”

She had never in her life been this forward with a man and what she did was against the company regulations. She flashed a smile at Sally and went on her way. During the course of the day she kept thinking of Bryce and wondered if there was anything there. Should she pursue this or let it be? She had a feeling she wanted Bryce. She could feel it all over her body. She locked her office door and sat down on her chair. She placed her hand Antep Escort Bayan on her breast and began playing with the little culprit that had tried to make an escape. It felt good. Her nipple became hard as she caressed it, round and round the tip until swollen.

A devilish smile crept over Jenny’s lips and she walked over to the copier standing in her office. Reaching up under her short skirt she removed her g-string, she lifted the top cover of the machine. A quick look behind her found what she was looking for; the chair was exactly the right height to use as a step. Stepping up onto the chair Jenny sat on the copier and made a copy of her ass. The light was warm on her naked skin as it passed beneath her, the heat like a secret hand caressing her exposed ass as she sat on the cold glass. Spreading her thighs slightly Jenny made copies of her clean shaven pussy and she was sure that her puckered little anus would come out quite clearly when she reached back and deliberately spread her cheeks, she felt her lips part slightly as the light once again passed beneath her exposed rear. Jenny smiled as she pressed the copy button one last time, she could feel her aroused slit release a small amount of slippery warm fluid and she was quite positive that it would be visible in the copy.

Setting the machine to e-mail, Jenny punched in Bryce’s inter office IP address and, after a moments hesitation, pressed send.

It took a great deal of self control to stop herself from running to Bryce’s office and sitting there watching him while he opened his e-mail. Jenny literally could not wait to see his reaction. She had made the first move and the anticipation was killing her. Fifteen minutes passed, nothing. Bryce would not know who’s pussy was so nicely framed on his PC but two and two were easily added when he read the senders IP address. Jenny could wait no longer and she hurriedly walked to Bryce’s office and peeked through the side door to see if he was there. Jenny heard him in the bathroom adjoining the office. She couldn’t help smiling, feeling like a cat who had just stolen some cream. She so wanted to see the expression on his face when he looked at those copies. Jenny listened at the door and heard him come out of the bathroom; she listened as she heard a ruffling of papers and the sound of his keyboard keys. She could hear the quickening of his breath and she imagined him looking at her most intimate place, the same place that was presently sending shockwaves down her thighs as small contractions caused more slippery juices to be released from between her swollen outer lips.

Jenny walked away and grinned. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder and felt herself being turned around. It was Bryce, and the knowing look in his eyes told her he knew it was her who had sent the e-mail.

“Got your E.” his deep base voice reverberated in her chest. “Hope you didn’t send it to me by mistake.”

Again their closeness allowed her to feel his words. She blushed and he smiled a naughty smile.

“Fuck he is sexy! I’d do him now if he’d only ask.” She smiled back at him, trying very hard not to reveal to him the turmoil that he was causing in her head and between her legs.

Jenny turned and walked in the direction of her office without answering Bryce. She could feel the heavy fall of his feet as he followed her. She was embarrassed; she didn’t want him to find out this quickly. No, that wasn’t true, she knew exactly what she was doing and she could not help herself.

As she entered her office she turned around to face him, in doing so she immediately noticed the bulge in his pants. She couldn’t help staring, it was huge, and it wasn’t there five minutes ago. Was he really interested? She looked up into his face and saw him staring at her breasts again. She looked at him puzzled, what should she do next? Should she make the first move or wait for him? She walked over to him and coyingly asked if he liked what he saw, he only nodded his head but she could see that his breathing was fast and shallow. She breathed in his musky scent.

Jenny turned around and sauntered back to her desk, watching the look in Bryce’s eyes. She sat in her leather chair and kicked back from the desk. Suddenly she heard footsteps that had stopped in front of her door. Bryce quickly sat down and pretended to talk figures. Clever man she thought. It was one of the sales managers and he was looking for Bryce. As Bryce got up Jenny winked at him and placed her hand on her breast and squeezed it. She saw him swallow hard and smile, the thick bulge of his erect cock clearly visible. She was enjoying this, teasing the poor man, giving him something worthwhile to think about.

“See you for lunch then Mr McCleary”

“Most definitely, Ms Watson” was his husky reply.

At first it was with utter amazement that Bryce stared at the screen of his PC. The first attachment opened and he found himself looking at a colour copy of a perfectly round pair of ass cheeks, the thighs closed tightly, fumbling with the mouse Bryce managed to open the second attachment, this time the thighs were parted and this presented a smooth shaven pussy, Escort Antep the deep cleft between the lips closed, hiding their secret treasure. The next attachment was much more erotic. The ass cheeks had been parted to reveal the soft pink puckered ring of her anus, the pussy lips too had parted to reveal the thin wings of her inner pussy lips and a deep pink opening into forbidden depths. Tell tale traces of shiny wetness covered the length of the open groove, a sure sign that the owner of this perfect pussy was highly aroused. Peeping seductively from beneath the velvet fond of its hood was the swollen tip of her erect clit, teasing. Bryce’s cock was now uncomfortably hard, his pants restraining any further upward movement of the now thick rod it was throbbing uncontrollably. One look at the senders address told Bryce exactly what he wanted to know, she had made the first move and now the gloves were off.

Time to retaliate, as he opened his door Bryce saw Jenny turn to walk away. He reached up to stop her, so soft; her hair brushed the back of his hand. Jenny turned to him and she could see in his face that he had seen the pictures. She turned again towards her office and he followed. Once inside she turned and her eyes dropped to the front of his pants where his erection was very obvious, she approached him and asked him in a whisper if he had enjoyed what he had seen, all he could do was nod his head. Maybe it was his imagination but he was sure he could smell her aroused pussy. Jenny turned back to her desk and sat down in her chair, kicking away from the desk she lifted her thigh slowly when suddenly here were footsteps near the door. Bryce sat down and pretended to be having a conversation with Jenny until one of his junior sales clerks excused himself for the interruption but would Bryce mind helping out with a problem. The clerk left and Bryce stood, preparing to leave, trying to devise a way to hide the outline of his hardon, Jenny winked at him and again asked him about lunch, then placed one of her hands on a breast, squeezed gently. Bryce had to get out of there, he turned and fled.

Jennie watched as Bryce fled her office, and shook her head, laughing. She was enjoying this game she was playing with Bryce, but she was getting bored. Jenny was horny and Bryce was not taking the bait. She looked at her watch and saw there was about half an hour before lunch. She went into the adjoining bathroom and made sure that Bryce would not resist her.

At precisely one o’clock Jenny walked into Bryce’s office. She could see the look in his eyes and knew, just like herself, he also wanted this. Jenny walked over to him, swaying her hips as she walked. Her, now braless, breasts moving up and down against her blouse as she moved. Stopping at his desk she leaned forward, making sure that he could see into her blouse, deliberately exposing her breasts to him.

“Well Mr Cleary, ready for lunch?” she asked as she stood up, turned around and looked over her shoulder.

She noticed that Bryce was looking at her, running his eyes over her figure, he looked up at her and in his husky voice

“I’m ready Ms Watson”. They walked together out of the office towards the lifts, close proximity allowing them to smell the presence of the other. They got into the elevator and no one followed. They were alone.

Jenny looked at Bryce and he looked at her, neither saying a word, the sexual tension so thick it could be cut with a knife. Suddenly it went dark and the elevator stopped between floors. They were stuck. Bryce managed to contact one of the maintenance guys on his cell phone and was told that the blackout had affected the whole city and that because the building was so old there was no way of getting them out until the electricity supply had been restored. He was also told that because one of the substations was faulty, they would be stuck there for a minimum of an hour. Bryce explained the situation to Jenny and she just smiled.

Both Bryce and Jenny were well aware of the consequences should they be caught having any sort of office relationship. These possible repercussions seemed to make the attraction that they felt for each other more alluring, the “forbidden fruit syndrome”. Bryce stood with his back against he wall of the elevator; he was determined to keep the situation under control.

Jenny stood with her back against the opposite wall, her jacket covered all but the very front of her blouse and from where he stood Bryce could not see more than the buttons of her white garment. He knew, however, that beneath the thin white material was a pair of firm, pale, matching globes. Pert and round with matching pointed nipples, stiff and erect from the friction of her blouse. Bryce knew that the fine little bumps that encircled each tip would be standing out proudly, framing the swollen pink buds. He tried to keep his mind off of the fact that he knew that she was standing there in front of him with nothing her skirt covering the smooth split mound of her womanhood. The hood of her erect clitoris visible between the narrow gap in her outer lips where they nestled between her closed thighs. Bryce tried to keep his mind from imagining that a little deeper between those fleshy outer lips lay the soft wings of her inner pussy, folded protectively to close her secret opening where the heat of her passion was brewing, slowly bubbling to the surface in a slippery trickle of warm lust.

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My breath catches, my eyes catching sight of you. Stunning eyes stare back at me, your skin glistening in the moonlight. Not a scrap of clothing to cover your beauty. Naked as the day you were born, all for me. The urge to take charge, to dominate, surges but is pushed aside. Remembrance of the one stipulation helping to suppress the urges; the first time must be slow and special. In the end it is all worth it to be with you.

The months of longing. The long distance phone calls. The empty space in the bed beside me. All of it culminates in this moment. This perfect moment between two people that love each other deeply. A love I have never felt for anyone else. A love for the special person in my life. The person I never want to let go of, ever.

You saunter towards the bed, hands at your side yet I can see the urge in your eyes to cover yourself from me. You fight the urge, and I am happy. Nothing should ever be hidden between us; open books. I feel myself standing at full attention down below as I move up to sit comfortably in the bed. The bed sinks down as you crawl ever so slowly towards me. Hands meet bare skin as we slowly begin to explore one another. We have all night, all day, no need to rush. There is just you and I. The rest of the world fades away.

Hands slide down your back as I grasp the object of my desire. So firm yet so juicy at the same time. I pull on your ass, bringing you closer as our lips come together. I taste your saliva as our tongues begin the dance they know so well. I wish I could go on kissing you forever and ever. My teeth lightly bite your lower lip, as my hand trails down between your legs slowly teasing the moist area between your legs.

The finger swirls around barely entering before retreating. I can feel your excitement at the touch and your disappointment as it ends, just by the way your body moves towards and after my fingers. I slide a full Antep Escort digit into your warm inside stroking it in and out slowly as I grip your ass tightly to pull you deeper into the kiss. The finger pulls from your body to only be replaced with a finger from the other hand. The original finger, still wet with your juices, travels up trailing along your sensitive rosebud before pushing stiffly right into your ass. You gasp into my mouth as you squirm upon me. I can see it in your eyes, begging me for more.

My fingers are pulled from your body as I grasp your ass tighter and flip you over. Straddling your body quickly, I move my head down and grab a nipple in my lips. My teeth bite down upon the sensitive nub as I suck and nibble upon it roughly. The other hand slides up and grasps the other ignored nipple and begins pinching and twisting it.

I feel the shivers and moans as they move through your body. Your breathing increases as your pleasure grows. My lower body moves along yours, my penis sliding across the wet and sensitive lips driving you even crazier. I bite down harder on your nipple, hearing you cry out. The hand and the lips switch and restart the same motions once again. Harder and harder my penis slides across your lips coating itself in your flowing juices. I can feel your body shake as orgasm after orgasm wracks your body. Your eyes roll back in your head as you gasp and sputter for breath.

Moving down your body I lay kisses upon every inch. Your lips. Your nose. Your neck. Your breasts. Your stomach. Finishing just above the treasured area, I glance up to meet your eyes. Breathing in your scent deeply I move down and slowly slide my tongue across the lips collecting every drop of your juices. A pause to savor the taste so long desired before delving in for more. Eyes never leave yours as the tongue slides deeper within, pushing the folds apart to reach Antep Escort Bayan the core that is you. Your hands grip the sheets tighter as our eyes continue to meet. Your head shoots back, breaking the eye contact, as you cry out another release. My hands grip your hips tighter as I feel your juices gushing out around my tongue. I try my best to catch every last drop, not wanting a single drop to go to waste.

Hands slide slowly up warm flesh, feeling every crevice and nook and cranny on their journey. Crawling off you I slide up the bed and kiss your forehead tenderly. Moving over you I turn my body over yours, my face over your moist crevice once again. My tongue shoots out to gather your juices again, as my throbbing penis pushes against your lips and I groan as I sink into your warm mouth.

I feel your tongue sliding around and caressing my manhood as I push ever deeper into the warm opening. Fingers slide in to join my tongue as they thrust deeper into your pussy, feeling the contractions rippling through your body. You gasp and moan, slightly muffled by the object within your mouth. The shivers run up our bodies as our sweat and juices mingle from body to body. Hands grip your waist tightly, pulling your legs up and bending your knees to allow access to the earthy scented hole between your succulent cheeks. My tongue slides across the puckered hole, watching it flex and shiver from my touch. Slowly I push in with just my tongue watching the hole flex and expand to accept the intruder.

Thrusting the digit faster, fingers find the wet clit and roll it between them. Your body shudders beneath mine, your sucking mouth pulling more upon me. A shudder runs through my body as I feel the telltale sign within my body. Thrusting tongue and cock harder, I groan as my release explodes through my body right down your greedy throat, your body tensing around my invading digits Escort Antep as your own release explodes. We groan and shudder together as we come down from the orgasmic highs.

Our bodies collapse into the bed, your wet and warm skin sticking to my bare skin. Rolling over I turn back around to stare deep into your eyes. Hands roam bodies indiscriminately as they explore every feature, remembering every detail of the other’s body. Simultaneous gasps occur as the most private of places are found by roaming fingers. Fingers spread your moist lips apart and delve in, as a delicate and soft hand moves up and down the slowly hardening member. We groan and moan together, our lips finding each other in the process.

The heat rises between us becoming almost unbearable. Finally at full strength again, I roll over again between your legs. Trailing my hardness up and down your wet lips, I stare into your eyes waiting for it. The words roll off your tongue as you beg me to fill you. Beg me to complete you. With a push I slide in, feeling your warmth and tightness gripping at me. I can’t help myself as I groan at the feeling. Gripping your hips tightly I begin to thrust faster and harder as I slip ever deeper into your churning depths.

A wince crosses your face, betraying the discomfort and pain, as the barrier that once was is broken. I slow within letting you become accustomed to the intrusion. Slowly hips thrust back up meeting the thrusting item within. Eyes never blink as we stare deeply into each other’s. Your legs move up to lock around my waist, pulling me down closer and deeper within. Moans and whimpers dribble from your lips as you beg for more. Barely inside the clutching warm walls push the feeling of bursting within me. Tiny pink nubs call out to me, my teeth encircling and biting pushing the button I’ve always known. You gasp and thrusts harder and faster back as you slide into release. Matching the thrusts I kiss you hard as suddenly you are filled with my seed. Slowing to a stop we embrace gasping for breath. Sweaty bodies joined together at last. Pulling back eyes meet again and words that didn’t have to be spoken are spoken. “I Love You.”

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It’s been too long since we’ve seen each other. When I heard you knock on the door, I almost ran through the house to get there. You were standing on the porch, weary and sore, ready to be done with driving. I smile and reach out, hugging you. As we lean back from each other, I look over and see that your son’s still in his car seat — oblivious to the world at this time of night. I smile at you and tell you to go to the couch.

I shift to the side so you can walk through, and I can see the relieved smile fade into the dark as you get farther into the house. Making sure that you’re okay, I stride out into the driveway and pull the little guy out of the car. Cradling him, I walk back to the house and go into the guest room. I put him down and make sure he’s taken care of before I close the door and walk out into the living room.

You’re lying back on the couch, your shoes already thrown to the side. I’d swear that you were sleeping, but I know your habit of downing energy shots and Coke whenever you have to drive. I quietly move up to the cushions and squat down, crossing my legs and sitting on the floor near you. Somewhere in the motion, I make enough sound that you turn and look at me. “Hi, you.”

I can’t help but smile and I lean forward and kiss you gently before I sit back and answer. “Hello to you, too. You look tired.” Even as I’m saying it, I can see the glint in your eye and the quick glance away from my eyes and down my face and body. I can almost make out the smirk you make when I can tell that you’ve noticed how much weight I’ve lost. Your hand slips out and you lift up the bottom of my shirt enough to where you can look and see how much ‘less’ there is of me.

I laugh and you can tell I’m a little embarrassed — but pleased that you noticed. I stand up, forcing you to let go of the shirt and it drops back below my beltline. You keep watching my eyes and I can tell that you want to razz me, but instead you reach out for my hand and I pull you up off the couch.

Suddenly standing up in front of me, you wrap your arms around me and kiss me again. I stop turning and instead hold you against me. I’m normally the goofy one, but this time, you’re the first one to open up. When our lips part, you lower your head and rest your forehead against my shoulder. It’s quiet, but I can hear the emotion in your voice when I hear you say “I’ve missed you.”

I put my finger under your chin and lift up, kissing you softly before pulling back and smiling at you. “Come on, you’ve got to be tired. Let’s go lie down.” You smile and nod, and we let go of each other and walk back to the bedroom. I sneak a look into the guest room, then smile reassuringly at you before closing the door.

You sit down before I finish closing the door to our bedroom. The light coming in from the window is the only way we can see, but I can tell that you’re still smiling at me. I step up and keeping your eyes with mine, I undo the few buttons of your shirt and then reach down and pull up. You’re relaxed enough that your arms almost fall through the sleeves. I set the shirt down on the chair near the wall and raise my eyebrow, smiling when I notice that you aren’t wearing a bra. Still smiling, I lean in and start kissing.

I push hard enough that you let yourself fall back against the mattress. I stop kissing you because I don’t want to end up falling on top of you. Putting a hand out, I hold myself up for a moment before dropping back down and kissing you again.

I stand up straight and kneel down near your feet and pull your socks off. Throwing them out of the way, I stand Antep Escort and slide your jeans down off your legs. They end up with the shirt, and when I turn back to you, I grin because I notice that you’re not wearing any panties, either.

“Were you in a hurry?” I joke. Your knee rises up against my groin and I gulp as you say “Not yet, but you’re behind.” Taking the hint, I pull my shirt up and off, not even noticing where it ends up. A moment later and my pants and socks are pushed off and left resting on the floor. Your fingers tease at the top of my underwear before I slide those off as well.

I walk around, pulling at one of your legs so you turn with me. As you straighten out on the bed, I climb up from the foot of the bed and crawl over you. Even in the dim light, I see your eyes glance downward before you smile a little wider. Your knee lifts up again and I can feel the pressure as you push up against me.

I put my knees on either side of your hips and lower my lips to yours. As I kiss you, I slide one hand through your hair, brushing it softly. As I lift away, you smirk. “I’m not _that_ tired yet …” and your voice drifts off, leaving the suggestion in the air.

I kiss you again, but instead of pulling away this time, I kiss your cheek. Then your neck. I bite on your earlobe, then lick down the side of your neck as you sigh. I keep holding myself up with one hand, but I use the other to squeeze your breast.

Shifting, I lick down your neck to your chest. My hand that was touching you moves farther down the mattress and my other hand, now freed up, goes to your arm. My fingers slide down your skin, then to your side and back up. I know that at other times, if I brush my fingertips along your side, you may giggle — but right now, you’re focused on other things and you continue to sigh and adjust, getting even more comfortable.

My tongue licks between your breasts, and I tease your skin with it. Licking playfully, kissing in spots, I move in circles around and over your body. You continue to relax, your legs spreading apart, your weariness disappearing … the only sudden moments coming as I bite down on your nipple hard enough to make you gasp. My teeth squeeze on you, then after a moment, I close my lips around your breast and slide my teeth off of you. Each breast gets this special treatment, but I surprise you each time.

Moving around and licking down, you barely noticed as my hands kept going farther, but after what might have been three minutes — or thirty — I lift up on your thighs and slide my arms underneath your legs. I let my body rest on the mattress as my tongue finally gets to your other lips … and I slide my tongue between them before flicking it over your clit.

You gasp again suddenly, then again … and only on the third time are the gasps gone. Your breathing is heavy now, and I can tell your entire body is tight. Your arms squeeze the bedspread, trying to find something to hold onto, before I feel your fingernails tighten on my scalp. You tighten your grip as I lick again, then you put your palm against my hair and just hold me. I glance up quickly and I can see that your other hand is reaching up over your head and is squeezing the pillow like it might fly away.

I keep licking you — between, over … in — and at one point, you let go of the pillow and put both of your hands on my head. I know you want me to just hold my tongue hard against your clit — but I was waiting for this chance. I reach up with both of my hands and grip your arms. I pull down against your shoulders and I can Antep Escort Bayan feel the resistance in your body as you arch your back. You want to move, you need to react — but with my mouth over your pussy and my hands holding your arms (and therefore your shoulders) down, you can barely move.

It only takes moments more before you cry out. I know you can be very quiet when you want to be, but you also know that I get more excited when I can hear you. I stop licking when I hear you, when I feel you orgasm under me — but I hold my mouth over you. Carefully, I let go of your arms and my hands go to your sides.

My tongue barely touches your lips, not even teasing, just reminding, when I see you lift your head and look down at me. We make eye contact and I lift up, pulling my hands out from under your legs. I crawl up your body, kissing you again — teasing your stomach, your breasts and your neck before stopping directly over you. I know you’ve been watching the entire way, and you lift your head up to kiss me as I move my lips toward yours.

As the kiss continues, you can feel my cock touch you. You know I’m excited and hard, and I know just how wet you are. I raise my hips and then lower them again, letting you feel the head graze over you — the worst teasing yet.

You don’t let it go unanswered, though. As I play with your mind, I fail to notice as you reach down — until you squeeze my shaft. I lift up, as you easily have my attention.

“Roll over.”

I rest on my side, then slowly move onto my back as you gather yourself. Now it’s your turn — and I know you’ve been waiting for this. You move your legs away from me, then force me to turn so I’m almost lying diagonally on the bed. You put your hips on the bed, close enough for me to see — but not close enough for me to do more than reach and play.

I push with one hand and the pillows all slide off onto the floor. It’s not like we were ready to use them. I rest my head on the covers and lay flat. It’s all I can do to remain calm as you start to put your tongue against me.

You start by teasing the head, licking around it, over it. Then your tongue goes down the length of my shaft and back up. I know you like playing, but each time you do something, you hear me gasp.

You keep at it for a few moments before deciding that you’re done teasing. Licking, playing — and then I moan out loud when your lips wrap around me and you take me completely into you. You feel my hips lift up for a moment then rest back down. It’s all I can do to just enjoy the moment.

I start to lose focus, but I’m still able to move. You keep sucking, licking … and then I can feel the moment’s hesitation when I move my fingers up and touch your pussy. It feels like I can’t even compare with what you’re doing, but I start moving my fingertips into you, over you. I move it between your lips, then down to your taint. Back up to your pussy and in … never enough to fully distract you, but I can tell that you’re getting even more turned on as you suck harder.

Using your hands and your tongue … wrapping your lips around me … you keep moving up and down. The more you play, the less I can focus — and as hard as I am, it almost feels like I’m getting harder. Finally, to push me over the edge, I can feel your fingertips squeeze my testicles and that extra touch is enough to make me literally cry out as I cum.

You hold your mouth over me, drinking, licking me up — and when I’m finally done, you lick your lips and turn, moving over me. You rest your body on mine, your legs tangled Escort Antep in mine. Holding your head up, you watch my eyes as I become more coherent.

“Nice.” You say, smiling at me. “Want a few minutes?”

I roll, being careful not to twist your arm, but now you’re beneath me. I spread your legs apart with mine, and I rest on one arm with my body. Before you’re ready, I’ve grabbed your free arm and I’m holding it over your body with my hand — the one between me and the mattress. I put my free hand down at your pussy, teasing a finger into you.

As I slowly slide my finger in between your lips, I can feel how wet you are. I lean my head closer to yours, and as I start to slide my finger into you faster and deeper, I whisper into your ear.

“Since I let you play, I DO need a minute.” … slide. “But it depends …” slide again. “Do you really … want … me … inside you?” My finger slides into you between each word, almost like I was emphasizing the point. “How much … do … you want …” and I slide a second finger in with the first. “… me inside you?”

Your breathing has gone crazy again, gasping each time I pushed into you. With two fingers in you, but resting, your eyes open wide and you look directly at me. At another time, I’d almost think you were mad — but I know that you are just too needy for words right now.

I let go and lift up, over you. I keep my fingers inside you, teasing slowly … and then I pull them out of you, moving them up to your mouth. You close your eyes and lick my fingers, knowing that it’ll get me harder. As your tongue comes away, you feel the head of my cock move against you. You open your eyes because you want to watch my eyes — just like I want to watch yours.

I barely hesitate before I am inside you.

You want to close your eyes, but my look stops you and you can focus.

I start to move — pulling out, then back in. Slowly moving between your lips, filling you up. You’re enjoying watching, but after only a few moments you just close your eyes and ride the feeling. It’s just like the first time we were together — hard, deliberate … over and over again. I move my body over you, near you, wanting to be sharing every single moment. I lower myself down onto my elbows, moving my hands under your arms, then out to your hands. Resting on my elbows, I’m now holding you so your arms are bent up and I’m holding you down — preventing you from moving to much without actually tying you down (even though I know you like that from time to time, too).

My mouth is near your ear and you can hear my breathing get slower, deeper — ragged. You get more excited and you bite down on my shoulder.

Faster, harder into you — I keep fucking you. Filling you. Pushing deep inside you. You’re pushing back with your hips, not caring, not worrying — just enjoying the feeling as my hard dick moves into you.

I let go of your hands and move my palms together under your head. Holding them together, cradling you, I lift up and kiss you. Just as we break contact, your fingernails dig into my back and I cry out. Your legs wrap around mine.

The sudden shock is enough and I jerk harder against you. You can feel me explode inside you, cumming again, my body seizing up. My orgasm is enough to push you over the edge, too. Your lips are against my skin in another attempt to be quiet, but I can hear you almost scream before your body collapses back against the mattress.

We’re both sweaty and out of breath …

I rest your head back on the mattress and lift up just enough so that I can look down into your eyes. Smiles across both of our faces, I move to kiss you again and your hand moves to my head. As we separate, you brush your fingers through my short hair. You smile again and I can hear your heartbeat slowly returning to normal as I say quietly “I love you.”

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Coach Blue opened his eyes and immediately found that he was salivating. He reached to his mouth with the back of his hand and realized that the clicking sound was coming from his watch; he had had his hand right in front of his face and was lying down face-first on the couch in his office.

As he sat up and wiped the excess drool from his chin he began to remember why he was unconscious in the first place, and his cock immediately hardened as images of Nina Knockers’ giant, bra-encased breasts filled his mind. He could still see the swell of her gorgeous globes as they stretched the material of her plain black bra. Her bra was no more vibrant than any of the other garments she wore, yet she somehow managed to entice him with anything she had on.

Making note of the fact that he had an erection, he brought his wrist back to his face and idly checked the time. As he did so something registered in his brain and he remembered that he had an appointment with Evelyn Evers, the school principal. He jumped up almost immediately and stepped toward the door when he suddenly remembered that he had been dripping in cum when Nina had unleashed her bulging boulders upon him. He looked down, however, and saw that he was completely dry; and wearing a different set of clothes. His old clothes was curled up in a crude pile on the far side of the couch he had collapsed on, and he was now wearing the school-issued getup all members of the athletic program had in their wardrobe – a pair of blue training shorts and gray practice shirt. He also had no underwear on.

Terror struck him as he realized that Nina must have changed his clothes for him, as if he were a mere child. The embarrassment was almost too much to handle, and he didn’t know how he could face the busty brunette teen knowing that she had seen him and his spent cock in their worst possible states. Whatever Nina’s agenda was he felt certain that she no longer wanted him to be a part of it, and as Nina’s final words to him echoed in his head he decided to honor her instruction. Knowing that he would probably be late he opened the door and began the trek to Evelyn’s office; Nina’s goddess-like beauty looming over every inch of his brain.

* * * * * * * *

The sun had set and Paula Swanson was switching on lights as she made her way to the front door. She heard another knock coming from the other end and when she finally yanked it open she saw Nina Knockers standing on the other side.

“Nina!” she said, staring at the young bombshell inquisitively. “So pleasant to see you, dear.”

“Hi Miss Swanson.” Nina said, as sweetly as she could. “Is Gretchen home?”

“Of course!” Paula exclaimed. She then leaned back and called out so that her voice echoed throughout the house. “GRETCHEN! NINA’S HERE!”

She and Nina stood at the doorway awkwardly for a moment before Paula broke the silence.

“Did you want to come inside? You’d be much more comfortable in Gretchen’s room, I think.”

“No thank you.” Nina said. “I can’t stay; my mother thinks I’m at the gym practicing.”

Paula threw the young bra-buster a very annoyed look that told her she didn’t like being put into this type of position.

“You have thirty minutes, missy, and then I’m calling your mom.” She said.

Nina nodded in response.

“This won’t take that long.” She said.

A moment later Gretchen stepped behind her mother, and Paula stepped aside to allow her out.

“Okay, you two, don’t cause any mischief…” she warned.

“We won’t, mom.” Gretchen said, obediently.

Paula eyed the two of them ominously as she closed the door.

“Hey.” Nina said, as she looked her friend up and down.

“Hey…” Gretchen said, tilting her head down and grabbing both her arms. She was huddling herself together as tight as she could, as if she thought she could squeeze tight enough and hide herself from Nina’s view.

“We need to talk.” Nina said.

* * * * * * * *

“Oh my gawd!” Brittany exclaimed, as if the three words she had just said were all one single word. “What just happened?!”

She and her best friend Brooke had just witnessed their coach Daniel Dick collapsing right in front of them. The two blonde teens had blots of cum on their faces and giant breasts; although the latter had been shielded by their sports bras which had taken the brunt of their coach’s double-cumblast.

“I think…” Brooke said, a little shocked as she looked down at their coach sprawled out on the floor. “I think…we won!”

“We did?” Brittany said, turning to her friend. Their coach’s cum was no longer hot, and instead it was causing them to shiver as it dried and cooled their bodies. “We haven’t won against him! Have we?”

“Nope.” Brooke said. “And we did it without having to take off our bras, too.”

“That’s right!” Brittany said, excitedly. “Awesome!”

“No, not awesome!” Brooke said, stomping her foot down in frustration. “He shouldn’t have even lasted this long – no man should!”

“You’re right.” Brittany said, becoming lost in thought. Antalya Escort “But Coach Blue and Coach Dick are different. Ever since they came to town…they’ve been…winning.”

“I don’t think Coach Dick is going to be winning anymore.” Brooke stated solemnly.

“Good!” Brittany said, clapping her hands together. “That’s a good thing. Right?”

“I don’t know.” Brooke said, gesturing to the cum all over their faces and bras. “This is a lot.”

“Yeah,” Brittany said. “But he did it twice, remember?”

“How could I forget?” Brooke said, sarcastically. “But he said himself that it couldn’t be helped. So I think he’s just gonna keep doing this until he dies like the rest of them.”

“You really think Coach Dick would do that?” Brittany asked, seriousness in her voice. “I mean, I could see it from Coach Blue, but…”

“Actually I can’t see Coach Blue doing that anymore.” Brooke said.

“What?!” Brittany asked, surprised.

“Yeah. I think that somehow…Coach Blue and Coach Dick have swapped places.”

“What do you mean?” Brittany asked. “What are you talking about?”

“Coach Blue apologized to us. I mean, he barely even noticed us, remember?”

“Yeah…” Brittany answered, thinking back to when they had run into him back at school.

“And Coach Dick just passed out…the way Coach Blue used to!” Brooke said.

“Oh wow!” Brittany exclaimed. “Yeah, you’re right! So…what do we do?”

“I don’t know…” Brooke said, rubbing her head as she thought hard.

“I think we should stick with Coach Dick.” Brittany said.

“Yeah?” Brooke inquired.

“Yeah.” Brittany answered. “He’s got the committee on his side, so we need to make him last as long as possible. We can string him along the way we’ve been doing, but deny him all of this.”

Brooke watched as Brittany gestured to their cum-stained faces.

“You’ve got a point.” She said. “Even with our deal in place he won’t be able to go back on it…because if this keeps up he’ll be finished before things even start to get steamy.”

“I don’t know…” Brittany said. “I’d like to think that…but honestly, Brooke, how much about this stuff do we really know?”

“I know what you mean.” Brooke acknowledged. “I wish we knew as much about it as Gretchen.”

Brittany’s eyes lit up, and a second later Brooke caught her gaze and knew exactly what she was thinking.

“No.” Brooke said. “Brittany, no!”

“C’monnnn!” Brittany whined. “You know she can help us!”

“Brit, no!” Brooke responded. “You already know what I said to her last time. I’m not gonna approach her now.”

“Brooke, you know we don’t have any other choice!”

“Errrrrrrrr!” Brooke groaned. “Fine! We’ll talk to her tomorrow, are you happy?”

Brittany nodded and smiled at her friend.

“Good. Now let’s go wash up and find something to wear out of here.” Brooke said.

“We should use his shower!” Brittany suggested.

“No, what if he wakes up? I don’t wanna be in a shower anywhere near him. Let’s just use his sink, and find some of his practice shirts.”

“Okay.” Brittany answered.

The girls cleaned up and dressed quickly, for fear of being caught in their coach’s house when he woke up, and in only ten minutes they were walking out his front door dressed in oversized gray practice shirts and their gray cotton shorts. Although the shirts were sized for their coach their huge melons bulged into their sports bras and stretched the cotton material of their shirts obscenely so that their midriffs were barely covered and their giant jugs stood proud over it. The shirts looked incredibly tight for being oversized.

It had been unusually cold in Breastford, and as the girls stepped outside they were immediately met with a rush of cold wind. They held their arms together and shivered as they walked to the sidewalk and crossed the street. They began cutting across yards in an effort to reach their respective homes, and as they did so the cold wind dried their damp sports bras completely. By the time they made it to Brooke’s there was absolutely no evidence of the activities they had just taken place in.

As the two blonde teens approached they saw two figures standing in front of Paula Swanson’s car, talking. They squinted and saw that it was Gretchen and Nina.

“Oh, no!” Brooke said.

“Look, Brooke, there’s Gretchen. We can talk to her right now!” Brittany offered.

“No way!” Brooke said. “She’s with Nina. What if they figure out what we’ve been doing?”

“It’s too late, Nina’s already calling us over!” Brittany said.

Brooke looked across the street and, sure enough, Nina was waving the two of them over. The busty blonde gave a frustrated grunt and began walking with her friend across the street. The wind was blowing their hair around, but it wasn’t making sound as they clearly heard Nina and Gretchen talking as they approached.

“Hey, guys what are you two doing out right now?” Nina asked, somewhat cheery.

“Oh we were just…working out.” Brittany said.

Nina Antalya Escort Bayan looked at them and raised an eyebrow.

“That’s funny, I was just at the gym and I didn’t see you two there.” She said, glaring at the two blondes across from her and Gretchen.

“Oh…” Brooke said, looking at Brittany for a rebuttal in failure. “What she meant was…we were just out for a jog.”

“I see.” Nina said. “What’s with the shirts?”

She gestured to the two oversized practice shirts they were wearing.

“Oh, you know…” Brittany said. “It’s pretty cold tonight, so we just thought we’d bundle up a little.”

“Okay.” Nina said.

Brooke looked to Gretchen, but the brunette wasn’t looking at her as she had her head turned and was staring off into space angrily.

“Um…hey Gretchen.” Brooke said.

Once again, Gretchen didn’t say a word. This time it was Nina who spoke up.

“Gretch, you and I just cleared things up. Why don’t you and Brooke bury the hatchet? Huh? Pleeeeeease?”

Gretchen rolled her eyes and folded her arms across her chest as she turned her head and faced Brooke. She looked at her with very annoyed eyes and opened her mouth to speak.

“Yeah?” she said, clearly bothered by having to speak to the busty blonde.

Brooke had the urge to tell her off, but suppressed it as best she could.

“Look, I…I’m sorry for what I said, or whatever. I shouldn’t have said it.”

“Then why did you?” Gretchen asked, still glaring at her with annoyance.

Brooke was beginning to grow frustrated, but as she felt rage rear its ugly head she suddenly remembered Coach Blue and how he had owned up to his faults in front of them; and she felt her rage dissipate into comfort.

“I guess…I just…” she started, “You just know so much about…you know, sex and stuff. And, I don’t know, I guess I was just a little jealous or whatever.”

Brooke stared at the brunette boldly. She still had that mean look on her face, but after a few moments she shut her eyes and a smile escaped her lips as she gave a small almost inaudible giggle.

“Apology accepted.” She said. “And I’m sorry if I said anything that hurt you too, Brooke.”

“Really?” Brooke said, feeling genuinely comforted. “Great! Thanks!”

“Awwww….you guys…” Brittany said, her lip quivering as she began to grow emotional.

“But listen…” Gretchen said as she brushed some brown locks away from her face. “You don’t have to be jealous of me. I know I’ve been secretive in the past about what I know, but from now on I’ll be an open book, okay?”

“Really?” Brooke said. “Nina, did you hear that?”

“Yeah…” Nina said. “We actually just got done talking about it. You know…with everything going on I just thought that I should do something. Things have been…weird…lately.”

“Yeah, I agree!” Brittany said, looking to Nina before turning to Gretchen. “But…now that you’re an open book and all, there is one thing I’ve been curious about…”

Gretchen looked to Nina, and the busty brunette shook her head.

“No, it’s fine.” Nina said, addressing the whole group now. “This is good. It’ll be just like the old days!”

The girls all smiled at each other and giggled.

“Well…okay!” Gretchen said. “What do you want to know, Brit?”

“Okay like, you know when a guy is doing that…shooting thing? You know, with his, umm…his…”

“Yes, I do…” Gretchen said, cutting her off. “What about it?’

“Okay so like…what’s the fastest way to get him to do that?” Brittany asked.

“Oh wow…I guess we’ve never really talked about that, huh?” Gretchen said, looking almost serious now. “I don’t really know. I once made a guy cum using just my mouth, though.”

“I once did it by walking down the street.” Nina said.

The girls all turned to Nina and glared at her with wide eyes.

“What?” Nina asked, casually.

“Um…nothing.” Brittany said. “So um…is that like, the fastest way? Or is there something faster?”

“Well unless you’re Nina…” Gretchen said, rolling her eyes as she addressed the two girls. “I guess you just have to figure that out on your own. I mean, it’s kind of different for each guy.”

“Okay, so you just figure out what the guy likes. Right?” Brittany asked.

“Yeah. I guess so.” Gretchen said.

“What if a guy really liked boobs?” Brooke asked, her tone serious now as well.

“Well…” Gretchen said. “I guess most guys that like boobs like ’em big. So like…I probably wouldn’t be able to make him shoot because I don’t have very big ones.”

“Why so curious all of a sudden?” Nina said. “You guys…we’ve all seen men have accidents before. They’ve had accidents in front of you two, probably because they were staring like perverts.”

“Yeah, but…Brit and I were just wondering like, what someone does whenever showing their boobs doesn’t really get it done.” Brooke said, fearing that she might have to backtrack. “Not that we have to worry about that or anything…”

“Yeah.” Brittany said, trying to Escort Antalya mend Nina’s suspicion. “We’re just curious. But I guess we won’t have to worry about that for a long time, huh?”

Nina shook her head, but then Gretchen spoke.

“Hey, why don’t we all hang out sometime?” she said. “It’s been a while since we’ve done that.”

“That’s a great idea, Gretch.” Nina said. “Let’s do it tomorrow!”

“What do you guys say?” Gretchen said.

“Sure!” Brooke and Brittany said in unison.

“Great! We can all hang out at the store!” Gretchen replied, coaxing smiles from every girl in the bunch.

“That all sounds great!” Brooke said. “We’ll give you guys a call.”

Nina was about to speak, but Paula Swanson opened her front door and shouted over her voice.

“Gretchen, time to come in dear! And you girls had better get going home, as well!”

“Coming mom!” Gretchen said.

“Yeah, we’re leaving right now, Miss Swanson!” Brittany hollered.

Paula watched as the four girls said goodbye. Soon after Brooke, Brittany, and Nina walked off in different directions as Gretchen made her way back to the front door. Gretchen walked inside and Paula closed the door on the cold night; leaving the chilly wind to howl all by its lonesome.

* * * * * * * *

“You’re late.” Evelyn said, glaring at Coach Blue over her glasses as she opened the door to her office.

“Sorry…” the coach said, walking into her well-lit workspace.

As he stepped inside he saw that her office was smaller than his. There was no place to sit other than in one of two cushioned chairs in front of her desk, one of which was facing him as soon as he walked in, and there was a large window directly behind her own chair with blinds and curtains drawn.

“Have a seat, Steven…” Evelyn said, gesturing to the chair facing him.

The nervous coach did as his boss was instructing him, and sat down in the chair as Evelyn closed the door to her office.

Like his own office door Evelyn’s had a very similar translucent window pane attached to it. And Coach Blue couldn’t help but notice the gleam coming from the dark rimmed glasses she wore, and her shapely rear jutting out at him in her beige skirt. As the busty principal turned around the coach felt his eyes light up as he stared at her top-heavy figure. She wore a pink-button up blouse that looked silky to the touch and shined with a luster that drew attention to her chest. Only three of the buttons were actually fastened from the hem of her shirt; the third of which rested uncomfortably atop the peak of her jutting chest. Coach Blue thought that if her blouse was even just a tiny bit smaller her button would not be able to fasten, or it would simply snap clean off.

Around her waist and skirt was a rather large black belt with a thin buckle. The accessory managed to give the illusion that her already slim figure was even slimmer than it actually was. As she stood in front of the coach with her hands on the door behind her he jokingly thought to himself that she looked like a pair of tits and ass with absolutely no waist, and that the belt she wore was only there to let you know that she, in fact, did have a waist.

Evelyn Evers stepped forward slowly, as though exercising caution, until she was just half a step away from the seated coach below her. Their legs were practically touching as Coach Blue stared up at her. He noticed a black bra through the material of her blouse that he hadn’t noticed before, and as he peered into her cleavage he saw the outlines of her cups as well as the straps of her bra hugging her skin tightly. The coach had to adjust himself in his seat to accommodate his growing erection…the fact that Evelyn had lost a few buttons and allowed him to see the sight she was offering was beginning to seep into his skull.

“Evelyn…” the coach said. “I-“

“Shut, up, Steven.” Evelyn said, placing her hands on his shoulders as she leaned down. Coach Blue was instantly met with a down-view of her blouse, and her two creamy white orbs bulging into her bra and top. “I don’t know why you are late and, to put it frankly, I just don’t care. I asked you here to find out one thing…”

The coach shifted in his seat some more as Evelyn began to caress his body with her soft hands. As he stared into the busty view she was giving him he was reminded of Nina and how her own big pair of knockers had been heaving in his sights only minutes ago. He felt his cock grow hard instantaneously as Nina’s heavy hooters began to flood his mind.

“Find out what?” he asked, his lip quivering as he struggled to deal with the physical presence of Evelyn Evers and the mental presence of Nina Knockers simultaneously.

Evelyn licked her lips as her hands opened up and her fingertips began to dance their way down his chest as she lowered her body even further. The details of her dirty-blonde head were made visible as she was now leaning low enough to almost engulf his raging rod in her mouth.

“What kind of man are you?” she asked with a sensual tone in her voice as her hands reached the waistband of his pants.

“Ohhh…..Goddd…..” Coach Blue moaned, as subtly as he could. He knew she was about to go for his bulge, and the thought of his busty boss blowing him was beginning to drive him crazy…but once again Nina crept into his mind.

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“This job sucks!” Robyn thought as she stared at the computer screen, reading the last bit of her report. It had been a hellish week after the boss told her Monday that she needed the final report on Robyn’s project by the following Monday, two weeks earlier than the original timeline. She had put in 12 hour days every day this week and here it was Saturday morning and she was finally almost finished. She hoped that bitch of a boss would appreciate all her hard work when she turned the report in on Monday morning.

Her phone vibrated on the desk and she glanced at it to see it was a text from Ed. She hadn’t had much time for him or anything all week and he had been so supportive with little emails and texts of encouragement.

“Let me know when you are leaving the office and please pop by my place. I have a surprise for you!” read the text.

“OK, I am really beat, but it would be nice to see you for a bit,” she texted back.

Half an hour later, Robyn had finished editing the report and felt pretty good about it as she printed off two copies. She texted Ed that she was leaving in five minutes and would see him in about 20.

As she got into her car, she pulled out her phone and was going to text Ed to say she couldn’t make it, but then decided he had been so sweet all week that she should at least stop by for a quick hello.

She drove to his townhouse and as she walked up the front steps, the door swung open and he was standing there smiling and he gave her a big hug as she entered. He took her coat and hung it in the closet and as they walked into the living room, she saw the blinds pulled shut and only candlelight illuminating the room. He told her to sit down and then poured her a glass of her favourite Pinot Noir.

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They clinked their glasses and both took a sip of the delicious wine. Ed gave her a soft kiss and then took her hand and led her to the bathroom where he had drawn a bath for her. The room lit with candlelight and the scent of her favourite bubble bath filled the air and she heard him say, “I think you need to relax, soak in the tub and let the stress of this week wash away!”

She turned and gave him a beautiful smile and replied, “I think that is a wonderful idea!”

“I’ll be back,” he said and turned and left her alone.

She put down her glass of wine and stripped off her clothes, folding them and placing them on the chair at the end of the big tub. Then she slipped into the bath and let the warm water envelop her body as she picked up the glass and took another sip of the wine.

“This is heaven,” she thought as she just let the stress of earlier slip away.

A few minutes later, Ed returned, wearing a thick white robe. He knelt by the tub and took a big sponge in hand and began slowly washing her body. She closed her eyes and just enjoyed the pampering, the sponge sliding over all the curves and turns of her body.

It felt wonderful, and as she turned her head toward him, his lips met hers in a soft, sweet kiss.

As he broke the kiss, he whispered, “Now just totally relax, enjoy the warmth of the water on your body!”

And with that, he stood and walked into the bedroom. Robyn closed her eyes and slipped deeper into the water and bubbles. She needed this, she thought, and he always knows my needs.

She wasn’t sure how long she had drifted off, but when she opened her eyes, she Antalya Escort Bayan saw him standing in the doorway, holding a big soft bath towel. She rose and as she stepped from the tub, he wrapped it around her body. Then he began towering her off, drying her naked flesh. The way he did it was sensual, not sexual. She closed her eyes again, loving the way he was pampering her. She felt his lips at the back of her neck, for oh so brief a moment.

He knelt and dried her legs, and as he did, he leaned in and lightly kissed her belly. She shivered slightly as she felt his lips and then the towel moving over her mound. She giggled to herself, “good luck in keeping that dry!”

Then he rose and took her hand, leading her to the bedroom. As with the bath, the room was candlelit. They walked to the bed and his lips brushed hers again. “Lie down,” he whispered, “I want to relax you totally, and take away all that stress!”

Now by this time, Robyn was quite relaxed and the stress of her job and the day were long forgotten. But she certainly wanted to see what Ed had in mind, so she complied and lay on the bed, her eyes fixed on him.

Ed moved to the foot of the bed and undid the tie of his robe. He slipped the robe off and stood naked, his eyes roaming her beautiful body. Knelling on the edge of the bed and took her right foot in hand. He lifted it and brought it to his lips, then began kissing and sucking her toes. No one had ever done this with her before and she found it erotic, her body tingling with anticipation. He took his time, his lips caressing her foot, her ankle, her calf, and then her inner thigh. Slowly his lips moved toward her hot centre. She felt his breath and a quick flick of his tongue, but then he moved on. His lips Escort Antalya worked their way along her left leg, over the soft flesh of her inner thigh, and then lifting her leg so that he could caress her left foot as he had with the right.

He had her in his spell and she wanted whatever he had in mind.

He lowered the leg and moved closer as her legs spread for him. His strong hands slid under her bottom and he pulled her to him. His lips found her dripping wet slit and his tongue slowly explored it. She could not contain the soft moans of pleasure that escaped her lips. His sweet lovemaking was sending quivers of excitement through her body. As his tongue found her extended nub of flesh, she felt the wave of pleasure wash over her and she cried out his name. Her hips lifted and she pressed against his face as she enjoyed the sweet sensations of her orgasm.

Ed kept teasing her with his lips and tongue bringing her to the height of pleasure several times. Finally, needing to catch her breath, she pulled him away. He looked at her and smiled, his face glistening with her juices. Then he rose, their eyes met, and he said, “Now I’m going to fuck you!”

With that he moved to her, she felt him between her legs, his cock rock hard. He slid it up and down on the outside a few times, teasing her before he adjusted his angle and thrust deeply inside. He began fucking her hard and deep, his cock like a piston in her hot cunt. Her hands found his back, nails raking his flesh as they moved as one. Together the wave of pleasure rose for them both. As she felt his pace quicken, she slipped her one hand between them so her fingertip could tease that sensitive nub of flesh. A deep growl of pleasure escaped his throat and he felt the sweet release. Her legs wrapped around him and she too cried out in pleasure. His arms encircled her and he held her tight, not wanting the moment to end.

They lay there, locked in this intimate embrace. They were holding one another so very tight. Ed had made it a perfect romantic encounter, just what she had needed…

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