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*I had a lot of requests to continue this one. You should read Part 1…but basically, these two friends have been flirting over the Internet for years. They saw each other for the first time in ages and despite a promise to keep things platonic, the two of course made love. Kasey had a clear goal: if she was to cheat on the father of her children, it would be for the whole shebang – to get Dave’s seed in her. Sure enough, she got it…and the erotic fun now picks up from there… X-Factor*

Dave lay beside Kasey in the guest room. They were naked and had just caught their breath after the most incredible sex that either of them had ever experienced. She had stolen his seed. That was the right word for it. Kasey had seduced him, knowing how badly that he wanted her. She seduced him and once she had him inside her she kept him there until he ejaculated his sperm into her.

He didn’t have a choice.

He didn’t feel bad about though, strangely enough. Even though both of them were married (practically) and she already had children, he didn’t have a problem giving her his seed just that one time. She was a wonderful lover and a great friend. His feelings for her were powerful. He wanted to make love to her again. He wanted to make love to her all night! But he would not cum inside her again. That was a mistake that happened in the heat of passion. He needed more control.

But could he ever have control when it came to Kasey?

She rolled onto her side, sliding a hand up his chest and a chubby leg over his stomach. Just feeling the soft skin of her leg had his penis responding again already. She was looking at him with her amazing brown eyes. The hall door was wide open and the hall light shone brightly into the room. They had been talking and laughing for the last couple of minutes, but now she was looking at him seriously.

“That was honestly the best sex I have ever had, I swear to gawd.” Kasey announced with a smile. She puckered her lips out and he kissed them, smacking loudly.

“We’re really good together.” Dave commented. She broke into a bigger smile, her dimple appearing. She chuckled a little.

“I know! Oh my gawd!” She gave him another kiss. She continued kissing him, sliding her leg down off his waist. On it’s way by, it rubbed over his cock. While he was still soft, he was back to a semi-hard state. Thrills of desire went up her spine. Their lips smacked as she kissed him over and over again. Her leg was off him now and her hand reached down and grabbed his penis. She felt him spring to life in her hand before she gave him a single stroke. Kasey broke the kiss and looked at him sensually, her hand expertly stroking his member slowly. Her heart pounded with desire. Her biological instinct craved more of this man’s seed. Her pussy tingled like never before. She was conscious of every inch of cock that she held in her hand, stroking.

“Do you want to…do it again?” Kasey asked, sensually. Her brown eyes didn’t leave his for a second. Her crotch continued buzzing nervously, but she felt his dick stiffen even more in her hand.

Dave glanced down the bed. She had very pretty feet that were a little chubby. Her long, smooth legs were plump and sexy. Her hips were nice and wide and he could make out her bald pussy in the dim light. Her thick arm was across her round stomach and he could see her pretty hand around his hard cock, stroking it slowly. Her big beautiful tits were hanging towards the bed a little as she lay partially on her side. He looked at her amazing eyes and her gorgeous, thick lips. He took in all of her in one quick look, but there was no doubt as to what his answer would be.

He put his hand behind Kasey’s head and kissed her on the mouth, sucking her upper lip loudly. She opened her mouth and allowed his tongue inside as he slowly rolled onto his side. He felt her run her tongue up his and into his mouth as he squeezed a leg in between hers.

Kasey rolled onto her back, opening her pudgy legs and allowing him in between them. Her hand never left his cock. As they kissed, she spread her legs wider, her chubby feet in the air as she pressed the head of his hardness against the hot entrance to her treasure. A bolt of pleasure shot up her spine when she felt him touch her there.

Dave thrust forward. Kasey was so wet with both her juices as well as his that her tight entrance opened up and allowed the head of his hard cock to slip inside.

“Mmmmph!” She moaned into his mouth. He pushed again, forcing another inch inside her tremendous heat.

“MMMMPH!” Kasey grunted. Her tongue shot into his mouth as her cunt clamped onto the top portion of his manhood. He cherished the feeling of her tongue flailing around in his mouth and he rubbed his tongue against hers as he eased his penis back a little. He pushed forward, this time sinking almost his entire organ inside her treasure.

“MMMMPH!” Kasey groaned again and then broke the kiss, gasping. He pulled back halfway and then slid his entire penis Anadolu Yakası Escort inside her hot vagina. “Ohhhhh…” she moaned, looking up at him with gorgeous brown eyes. He held himself inside her, loving how every inch of his dick was gripped tightly be her insanely tight cunt.

Kasey smiled at him and he could see her dimple in the dim light. Her luscious lips were very inviting and he kissed them softly, sucking her upper lip. He kissed her again, just holding himself in her warmth. He could feel the bottoms of her feet slowly caress up and down the backs of his legs as he kissed her a third time. He slipped a tongue into her mouth and she sighed erotically as she did the same. Her hands slid down his back to his ass, pulling him into her, encouraging him to fuck her. As his tongue danced against hers, he slowly eased half of his penis out of her and then eased it back in. She moaned into his mouth. He continued to slowly make love to her, kissing her passionately as his cock slid in and out of her welcoming, defenseless pussy over and over.

“Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!” Kasey groaned, breathing heavily as she felt Dave’s rigid manhood plunge into her aching vagina again and again. He was so big and hard inside her, she was conscious of every inch of him gliding along the sensitive inner walls of her pussy. The tingles that were buzzing in her crotch were increasing in intensity. She broke the kiss, gasping for breath. She looked up at him. His eyes were closed as he thrust a part of his body inside of hers over and over again. He suddenly opened them and looked down at her. She smiled at him, raising her eyebrows.

“I love you.” Kasey whispered. She felt him get noticeably harder inside her.

“I love you.” Dave replied and kissed her full lips, smacking loudly. He kissed her over and over and he began to fuck her a little faster. The room was filled with the sounds of their kissing and breathing as they made love passionately. Kasey’s pussy was grabbing his cock so hard that it felt as if she was pulling him inside her. She was tightest around her entrance and whenever he was all the way inside her he could feel her cunt gripping the base of his member like a vice while the rest of her treasure warmed his manhood.

“Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!” Kasey’s sexy cries were starting to get a little louder as the buzzing in her crotch was intensifying. She raised her chubby feet in the air, increasing the feelings between her thighs.

“Ohhhh gawd, yes!” she moaned erotically. “Ohhhh I’m gonna cum again! Harder, baby, harder!”

He held himself up on his arms and thrust harder, watching Kasey’s beautiful face wince as she moaned and whined. Her big, beautiful tits were bouncing up and down each time he jammed his stiff cock inside her, and her round belly was jiggling as well. He looked over his shoulder and could see her pudgy foot in the air above him. Kasey had very pretty feet and they were waving back and forth with the motions. His gaze went down her sexy, chubby leg to her smooth thigh. Between her fleshy thighs he could see where his hard cock was sliding in and out of her bald pussy.

“OHHH…GAWD!” Kasey groaned, cumming. Her eyebrows were raised and her face was wincing even harder as she came all around him. Her pussy was so tight that he could actually feel it convulsing around his cock.

Kasey’s heart was pounding and all of her muscles tensed up as wave after wave of orgasm slammed through her. Dave’s wonderful penis still pistoned mercilessly in and out of her hungry vagina. Her hands gripped at his strong arms as she struggled for breath.

Dave fucked her even harder, drilling his manhood in and out of his fantasy woman as she recovered from a massive orgasm. Kasey’s feet were flailing helplessly in the air behind him as her hot, tight pussy engulfed him over and over. She opened her beautiful eyes and all he could see was love in them. She was gasping for breath. She reached up and put her arms around his neck, pulling him back down to her. Their lips met and their tongues immediately shot into each other’s mouth. The room was filled with the sounds of their kissing as well as the sound of his groin slapping against her.

He could feel his balls heating up. He began to jackhammer in and out of Kasey’s pussy.

“UNH! UNH! UNH! UNH!” Kasey cried loudly as he kissed down her cheek to her ear. He sucked her earlobe into his mouth briefly.

“I’m gonna cum.” Dave moaned into her ear. A thrill of desire shot through her. Once again, her body demanded that she capture his seed.

“Cum inside me baby!” Kasey moaned in his ear, and then he felt her lips trail along his cheek, searching for his mouth. He turned and kissed her, feeling her tongue shoot into his mouth. She kissed him eagerly, her chubby legs falling down around his waist as he pounded his thick, hard cock into her over and over.

He was conflicted. He couldn’t make the same mistake a second time and shoot his semen into Kasey’s Pendik Escort pussy. He was married! To do that would be stupid. Yet at the same time, her pussy was so hot and tight that it felt comforting around him. It felt like he was meant to remain inside her. He didn’t want to take his dick out of her. Ever.

He slammed into her a few more times, letting his orgasm build while he decided. When he reached the point of no return, he didn’t pull out of her though. Instead, he pressed his groin against her as hard as he could, making sure that every inch of him was inside her.

Dave’s penis jerked violently, and the thickest wad of cum ever shot like a bullet out of him and splattered hard off the back of Kasey’s defenseless vagina. Immediately, his cock pulsated again spraying another hot load of semen deep inside her fertile womb. He ground himself against her, organ jerking over and over as it blasted his potent seed into Kasey’s unprotected pussy again and again.

“Mmmmm…” Kasey moaned into his mouth, her chubby legs squeezing him tight. She could feel Dave’s penis spasming inside her and her heart soared with the knowledge that he was squirting his sperm towards her womb.

He felt Kasey kissing at his mouth, but he was too busy shooting cum into her body to notice. It was the most violent, passionate orgasm he had ever had. Never before had his penis jerked this many times. He could feel a thick wad of cum leave his cock each time it jerked and he knew that it was bulleting off the back of her vagina. It was blasting out of him so hard that it hurt a little. So much cum was trying to rush out of his penis at once that it was a little painful!

Finally, his load slowed to a trickle and he was able to catch Kasey’s lips with his and kiss her sloppily. The room was filled with the sounds of their breathless kissing as the last of his semen poured into her waiting body. Her fat legs squeezed and held him tight, making sure those final drops fell inside her.

Kasey pushed her tongue into his mouth, holding him in place. She kissed him hard, squeezing his neck with excitement.

“Mmmmm…” she purred as Dave softened inside her. As their kissing slowed, she felt him begin to pull out of her. Kasey tightened her plump legs around him and broke the kiss, smiling.

“Where do you think you’re going?” she asked erotically. Dave smiled and kissed her again, settling back down on top of her soft, naked body and keeping his semi-hard penis inside her.

*****

Dave brushed Kasey’s hair with his hand and pressed it against the side of her head, looking into her beautiful brown eyes. She smiled at him, flashing her dimple and his heart skipped a beat. His soft penis was still inside her and he felt comforted by the feeling of it being held in her snug warmth. Here was a woman who he had fantasized about for years and his penis was finally inside her.

His cum was also inside her.

He kissed her full lips and they smacked loudly. He kissed her again, sucking her upper lip at the same time that she sucked his lower one. Their breathing was finally starting to abate, but he remained on top of her plump, naked body.

“I waited this long for you to get inside of me…” Kasey said in her sweet voice. “I’m not letting you back out of me that easily!” She chuckled. Her laughter always made him feel warm inside and he couldn’t help but kiss her a couple more times.

“That was even better than I thought it would be!” She exclaimed with a big smile. He could only nod and kiss her on her nose. “I can’t believe we waited this long, eh?” She commented.

“Me either.” He replied, kissing her on the nose again. He still held the side of her head. “It was amazing. You are amazing.”

Kasey’s smile grew bigger and she kissed his mouth hard three times, extending the last one and squeezing him with her chubby arms and legs.

“So why didn’t you make a move on me earlier?” Her brown eyes looked into his. “I was waiting for you to.”

“I promised I wouldn’t!” Dave replied. “You don’t know how badly I wanted to, but I made a promise.”

“Yeah, right!” Kasey chuckled. “You’re just a big a chicken!” She laughed louder, warming his heart.

They talked for the next fifteen minutes. Kasey loved talking face to face with the man of her dreams like this. She liked it even more that his penis – even though it was soft – was inside her the entire time. It felt comforting to have a part of Dave’s body inside hers. She loved the fact that if she wanted to give Dave a kiss, she could just lean up and kiss him. She took advantage of that every few seconds!

As he answered her questions about his business, Dave slowly caressed her smooth right leg. His hand would go down to Kasey’s knee and then back up her fleshy thigh to her plump ass. After squeezing her soft bum he would slide his hand back down to her knee. Her chubby legs were still loosely wrapped around his waist as they spoke. His eyes were drawn to her pretty dimple Kurtköy Escort every time it appeared – which was pretty often. It seemed like he interrupted her every sentence with a gentle kiss on her full lips. After one such kiss, she closed her eyes.

“Mmmmm…” Kasey purred. “I really like how you want to kiss me so much.”

“Oh! Sorry!” He said with a sheepish grin, suddenly realizing that he had been practically kissing her mouth every ten seconds since they finished making love. Her eyes sprung open and she had a huge smile on her face.

“No! I love it! Don’t stop!” Kasey exclaimed. Her beautiful brown eyes hypnotized him. “I love it when you kiss me. Promise me you won’t stop while I am here?”

Dave kissed her, lips smacking. His penis started to respond a little.

“I promise.” He kissed her again and Kasey’s arms held him close as she opened her mouth and sent her tongue into his. He rubbed his tongue against hers and the two lovers kissed for a good ten seconds, their breathing started to grow a little heavier. He could feel his manhood grow to semi-hardness inside her. She broke the kiss and looked at him.

“I really love you Dave.” Kasey breathed. His penis grew to full hardness quickly at her words.

“I love you too.” He replied. Her eyes widened and she smiled.

“Oh my gawd I just felt you grow inside me!” Kasey exclaimed, her smile getting even bigger. She poked her chin up at him and he kissed her mouth. Her tongue immediately darted inside and he rubbed his tongue along hers. She broke the kiss again and looked up at him, coyly.

“Do you want to make love to me again, Dave?” Kasey asked in a breathy voice. His cock twitched inside her at the mere sexiness of her voice.

“Yes.” He whispered, pushing his groin harder against her. He was conscious of how tightly the entrance to her treasure was gripping the base of his member.

“Yeah?” Kasey teased, smiling as she ran her toes up and down the backs of his legs. “You love making love to me, don’t ya?”

“Yes.” He breathed again. Kasey was so fucking beautiful that he had to kiss her again, but when he went for her lips, she turned her head to the side and he got her cheek.

“Yeah?” She said, sexily. “You like fucking me, Dave?”

He tried to kiss her lips but she turned her face the other way, smiling. He kissed her cheek again. He was hard as a rock inside her and he pulled halfway out of her, feeling the entrance to her pussy pull at him every inch of the way. He pushed back into her heat.

“Ohhhhhh yessss…” Kasey moaned, closing her eyes. He kissed her upper lip this time, but she pulled away, turning her head back to the other side. She opened her eyes and smiled.

“Did you like cumming inside me, Dave?” Kasey panted, her eyebrows raised.

“Yes.” He whispered. She leaned up to kiss him but when he caught her upper lip, she pulled back down away from him, smiling. He pulled his cock most of the way out of her hot tightness and then eased it back in. She closed her eyes again.

“Ohhhhh…” she purred. She opened her eyes again and looked at him.

“Did you love it when you shot your cum into me Dave?” Kasey asked, coyly.

“Oh gawd yes.” He breathed.

“Yeah?” she asked in her sexy voice. “Do you want to shoot your hot load inside me again?”

“Yes.” He swallowed. He was all hers.

“Mmmmm…” Kasey moaned. “I’d like that. I love feeling your cum in me. Will you promise to cum inside me Dave?”

“I promise.” He nodded, slowly pulling his cock out of her. He held it at her entrance for a moment before sliding it back into her.

“Ohhhhhh…” she groaned, smiling and flashing her dimple. He kissed her mouth again and she quickly turned her face so he kissed her cheek once more. Smiling, she turned her gaze back to him.

“Promise me you will cum in me every time we make love, baby.” Kasey purred.

“I promise.” Dave panted, easing back into her warmth again. She leaned up to him again.

“Kiss me baby.” Kasey breathed. He pressed his lips against hers and this time she opened her mouth and allowed his tongue entry. She shot her tongue into her mouth and the two lovers kissed passionately as he slid his penis in and out of her hungry vagina. Even though her pussy could not have more fluid in it, the tightness was astounding. Every inch of his cock was gripped by her snug hole, but her entrance was the tightest and he could feel it squeezing up and down his rod each time he thrust. Her tongue went far into his mouth, exploring, and he was conscious of her hands running slowly up and down his back. They were breathing into each other’s mouths, panting laboriously as he thrust between her plump, open thighs. She raised her chubby feet high into the air, increasing the sensation inside her horny pussy.

“Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!” she moaned into his mouth, feeling him poke deep inside her over and over again. He was moving faster and his thick cock was causing the buzzing in her crotch to increase exponentially.

Dave couldn’t get any harder. His manhood was stretched as thick and hard as it could go without tearing through the skin. He pistoned in and out Kasey even faster and he felt her nimble tongue leave his mouth as she broke the kiss.

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Take my hand and follow me up the stairs and into the bedroom. Notice how my arse cheeks peep underneath the hem of my shirt as I walk up the stairs in front of you. I can almost hear you wondering what I’m wearing beneath it…

Stood at the side of the bed I start to undress you, fingers peeling away the layers of clothing.

Your hands reach for the buttons on my shirt and I stop them.

Reaching up, I whisper, “Later.”

I unbuckle your belt and undo the fastening on your jeans and pause with my palm pressed against your cock. Feeling a gentle swelling I squeeze and sigh, so good to feel your response to me.

Kneeling at your feet I remove your socks, allowing you to place a hand on my shoulder for balance. Through the fabric of the shirt you feel no bra strap, and again wonder what I’m wearing. I’m still kneeling and my face is level with your crotch. My hands pull at your jeans and briefs, exposing a fabulously suckable cock. I press my lips to the tip and tease it with my tongue, one hand holding you at the Göztepe Escort base. Kissing and licking your shaft until I hear you moan, I work my way down to your balls and then back to the head. This time I part my lips around it and suck your cock into my mouth, sliding up and down. I feel your hands in my hair and they tighten as you try to control the pace, your hips thrusting as you fuck my mouth. Placing my hands on your thighs I pull my head away and stand up.

You start to speak, but stop when my fingers undo the buttons on my shirt. The first button displays the top of my breasts and then I move to the bottom button. Undoing this to expose my smooth pussy lips. The middle buttons undone, the shirt is discarded and I stand before you in a black corset, which cups my tits and frames my pussy. I step forwards, pressing myself against you, raising my lips to kiss, lips parting, tongues sparring. Your fingers stroke my pussy and I step away.

“Face down, on the bed,” I say in a soft voice. “That’s how I want you.”

There’s İstanbul Escort a puzzled look on your face but no argument. I move the pillow so you are more comfortable and taking a wrist I cuff it to the bed, leaning across your shoulders I do the same to the other.

“I can’t have you getting away.”

Stepping back, there you are prone before me, those tight buttocks so inviting.

Slowly, ever so slowly I trail my nails and fingertips down your neck (pausing to lean and kiss), across your shoulders and shoulder blades, down your spine to the crevice between your buttocks. Bending I place a kiss before nipping your arse, followed by my tongue to soothe any hurt. I’m sure you wanted to squeal in surprise, but you contained it well. Sliding my hands over the firm cheeks of your arse to your inner thighs, where they pull your legs apart (and graze your balls as they do).

You feel my pussy brush against the back of your leg as I climb between them on the bed. There’s a pause as I admire you laid Anadolu Yakası Escort out before me. Then taking my finger I trace the crevice of your arse from top to bottom and back. More firmly I push the finger between your cheeks and draw it down till I feel the puckering of your arsehole. Here I linger, scratching, stroking, exploring, and gauging which you like best. I remove my finger and part your cheeks with my hands, holding you open for me. As I lean forwards you can feel my breath on your arsehole, followed by my lips and exploring tongue. At first I just use my tongue to tickle against the sensitive flesh, but soon I am bolder and my tongue is probing you. I can hear you moan and I like it, I want you to moan more.

“Feel my tongue as I fuck you baby, lose yourself a little.”

I pull at your hips, raising them from the bed, giving me easier access to you. Slipping a hand beneath you I grasp your cock, so hard and big, begging for attention. Every time my tongue penetrates your arse my hand rubs up and down your cock, wanking you and fucking you. I think you like this, I can feel your balls tighten and your cock twitch.

I wonder, “Are you going to cum for me, lose control for me?”

That’s what I want, for you to spunk all over my hand as I tongue fuck your arse.

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Chapter 2

Kate discovers a hidden desire

About a week later, I was in Mark’s room waiting for him to come back from the computer lab. A soft knock sounded on the door. I opened it to find Lisa outside. I hadn’t seen her since that time I watched her orgasm under Mark, now my boyfriend.

Lisa was pretty. Lean and blonde and taut with muscle from an obvious workout routine. High cheekbones, with a small nose and big, sincere, blue eyes. Maybe almost as pretty as I am, except for being close to flat-chested. Certainly fitter, as I don’t do exercise. A boob job might change her life, I thought.

A surprised look crossed her face when she saw me. She looked me up and down. An expression of recognition followed. “Oh…so you’re the reason Mark stopped sleeping with me. I guess I get it. Wow, you’re beautiful. I have a card. If I leave it will you make sure he receives it?” she asked, her voice quivering just a bit.

“Of course,” I replied. And, I suppose I intended to. But I couldn’t help myself. I opened the card and read her note:

Dear Mark,

I’m sorry you decided to end our arrangement. I can say unequivocally that you are the best friend and sexiest lover I ever had. You let me be 100% me and that’s never happened before.

Consider this card a lifetime free pass. If you ever want me for anything, even if it’s just sex, bring it, and I’m yours.

I hope you don’t mind, but I told my father about your confidential work. He wants to invest. He thinks it could make you very rich. Call him if you’re interested.

I should have said sooner, so sorry I never did: I love you.

Lisa

Shit. I didn’t know what to think. I certainly couldn’t give the card to Mark after I opened it. I absolutely didn’t want him fucking little Lisa behind my back. She loves him? I don’t have those feelings for him, at least not yet. Is it right for me to get in the way of that? What’s this confidential project? And Mark a millionaire? But what if he needs the investor money to be get started?

I burned the card and flushed the ashes down the toilet. I mean, let’s face it. It was monumentally stupid of her to trust me with it in the first place. How did she ever get in to an Ivy League school? My Mark a millionaire? I liked that idea.

About a half hour later, Mark returned, looking disappointed. He was having trouble with a project and needed to work through the night. So, he cancelled our date. Ever horny though, he wanted a quickie. Without foreplay, he pushed me down on the bed and lifted my skirt. I wasn’t really in the mood, and he would have stopped if I asked, but I didn’t. Didn’t want him looking elsewhere, that’s for sure.

I still hadn’t worn the panties because I felt too naked in them. Mark had ceased commenting on it, although I know he was disappointed. He never pushed my limits at all. He pulled my panties off, exposing my natural bush.

Mark began licking me, teasing me, making me wet, playing with my pussy with his fingers. He had gotten so good at it that he could make me come in five minutes if he wanted. And he did. I gushed all over his face. He quickly stripped off his pants, his cock pointing straight up in the air, as usual. He reached for the box of condoms only to find it empty.

“Shit,” he said. Looking at me, he asked, “Please? I’ll pull out before I come, I promise.” I shook my head no, saying I was too likely to be ovulating, and that ended the conversation. He knew I didn’t like to give oral, so he no longer requested it. And my hand jobs invariably resulted in him going soft.

I told him he could stroke his cock onto my chest, but he didn’t want to masturbate in front of me. Too bad, I was curious, as I’d never seen a guy take care of himself. With a groan, he tucked the erection back into his pants. I couldn’t help wondering if he would have used the free pass, had he known about it.

I dropped Mark off at the lab and returned to my house. I was feeling less comfortable bringing Mark to my place. Mary knew he couldn’t make me come from intercourse and she teased me constantly. Jim had taken to calling him “dicklet” under his breath, and Mark didn’t do anything about it. I wished he would stand up for himself more.

Mary was going clubbing. Hearing that my plans been cancelled, she cajoled me into joining her. I took some time with my hair and makeup, wore a tight fitted designer t-shirt with a matching skirt and, as usual, no bra.

None of my underwear was clean, so I put on a pair of Mark’s “sexy” thong panties for the first time. I chose the red ones. They had a thin strap in the back that disappeared between my ass cheeks. If I lifted my skirt just right, from behind, it looked like I wasn’t wearing anything. Fucking hot.

I looked great and knew it. Mark and I didn’t go out much. What little free time he had he liked to spend in bed with me. Part of me craved male attention. My ass felt bare, but it was a turn on too, knowing that if I twirled fast on the dance floor Şerifali Escort people might see my skin, and think I was naked under my skirt.

I drove us to the club. We shared a joint on the way over, and Mary told me that she would probably find someone else to go home with. Being Mary, she shared her criteria with me. There was only one: a big dick. She finally directly asked how big Mark was, and I told her 5.5 inches.

“How thick?” she wanted to know. I made a circle by touching my thumb to my forefinger. Mary laughed and patted me on the arm. “Ya poor thang.” She honestly meant it.

I guess it was the pot and the nature of our conversation. I ended up sharing more with her than I intended. I told her that I didn’t like to give head, and that I fantasized about Mark having a bigger cock, and that Peter had called me a cold fish. Of course, I didn’t tell her that I liked to come to images of Big Jim.

Mary didn’t have a lot to reciprocate with. Not too bright. Sex was the bright shiny object that kept her attention fully occupied.

I know why Mary wanted me to accompany her. When I’m in a club, guys buy drinks. My friends and I don’t have to pay for anything. Tonight was no different. A tray of drinks arrived soon after we sat down, and then another, and we started dancing. It was loud and dark, and I was enjoying myself. I didn’t have to worry about sounding smart, and I could just let loose. Plus, I was getting the male attention I craved.

A guy named Dirk attached himself to me. He was tall and dark and muscular, with carefully coiffed hair. Very good looking. Physically my type. We danced. As the night progressed it got sexier and sexier. He had great moves and I’m sure he liked the twirling view of my naked ass. Who wouldn’t?

Ok, Dirk was fucking hot. He had his hands on me. The thong underwear left me feeling a little flirty. It was, as my thong said, sexy. When I turned my back to him he rubbed up against me and I could feel his erection through my skirt. He felt HUGE. Way bigger than Mark.

I pushed back against him to rub that big dick against my ass. Dirk put his hands on my sides and ran them up my body as we danced. He cupped my braless breasts from the side and my nipples got hard. He brushed them through my t-shirt. I might have moaned.

Even though I had been licked to orgasm a few hours earlier, I was getting very turned on. Yes, the sexy panties got wet. That big cock had pushed Mark from my mind.

I spun to face him and glanced down. I saw the head of his penis sticking out above the top of his pants. That’s how large he was. I know I’d never seen anything remotely that big before. He caught me looking and leered. Dirk took my hand and brushed it over the top of his cock, and then slipped his hand to my thigh and across the front of my thong.

His cock felt silky smooth and hard. As I touched him, a few drops of slippery pre-cum leaked from the dark hole on the tip.

It was sexy. I flexed my hips and pushed my pussy against his hand. I’m sure he could feel the wetness and the sequins, but, of course, he didn’t know what they spelled. His finger pressed my clit through the fabric. I looked up and he kissed me, hard, with his tongue. I kissed him back.

While we kissed, I gyrated my hips against his finger seductively and used his seeping lubrication to tease the head of his monster with my fingertips. I guess I was sensory overload for him. He ejaculated, right there on the dance floor, into my hand. Strings of his hot jism spurting into my palm and over my fingers, dripping onto my skirt.

It thrilled me that I turned him on that much. I brought my hand up to my mouth, looked Dirk in the eye, and let my tongue touch his juice on my finger. And then, I glanced to the side. Jim was standing there, staring right at me. How much had he seen? Mark re-entered my brain.

Feeling mortified, I pushed Dirk away and went back to the table. The waitress came by and told me that my friend had said to leave without her. Apparently, Mary had latched onto her big dick. I got my coat and purse from the check room, practically ran to my car, and drove home.

My feelings were a mess. I’d smoked dope and drank. But that big cock had turned me on so much. And, let’s face it, I’d cheated on Mark. I mean, I jerked Dirk off on the dance floor and tasted his cum. I wouldn’t even give head to Mark, but I’d done that for a stranger…all because he was tall and sexy and had a big hard cock.

I withdrew to my room, closed the door and stepped into the bathroom for a hot shower. I let the water run over my body and I washed myself thoroughly. My breasts were sensitive and when I soaped my pussy I could feel myself get wet. Honestly, I’d been excited ever since Dirk’s hot cum spurted into my hand. But I didn’t masturbate.

Shutting off the water, I toweled myself dry, slipped the panties back on, and put on a sheer nightgown. I teased myself a little as I progressed, keeping my pussy İstanbul Escort slick for later. I’d learned the art of the slow tease from Mark. It made my orgasms so much better.

Any guilty feelings receded as my pussy got wet. My plan was to lie in bed and masturbate, imagining Dirk inside me. I knew it would make me cum, as big cock fantasies had been dominating my sex life ever since I put that glass to the wall in Miriam’s room.

I stepped out of the bathroom into my bedroom to find Jim standing there. He was wearing a robe, but it was open in the front. His cock was shiny and erect, he’d obviously been stoking himself with lube. And, it was HUGE. Way bigger than Mary’s dildo. Clearly bigger than Dirk. Hard enough to stand straight up, it was way above his belly button. I couldn’t help staring. It really was Big Jim.

“My eyes are up here,” he said. “But I know you like what you see, because in your heart you are a little slut for big cock.”

“How did you get in here? Fuck, I don’t’ care. Get out, you asshole. You repulse me.”

“Not so fast,” Jim responded. “I’m the lease holder. I have a legal obligation to have keys to all the rooms. And I’m pretty sure dicklet wouldn’t be very happy to know about your little episode with Dirk.”

Wait — Jim knows Dirk? What’s going on, I wondered?

“Dirk goes to my gym. I suggested he hit on you because I wanted to see how you would respond to a good looking guy with a big one. And I got my answer. You fucking loved it. He told me how wet it made you. You practically creamed rubbing that hot little cunt of yours on his hand after you saw the head. Does his spunk taste good?”

Jim stroked his cock while he talked to me and, I swear, it grew in his hand. He squeezed and a pearl of pre-cum appeared on the tip. “Remind you of earlier?”

Wow, he had seen everything? “Get the fuck out before I call the police,” I coldly told him. Accustomed to compliant Mark, I was surprised when Jim didn’t move. One hand continued to slowly stimulate Big Jim.

‘OK, here’s the deal. I’m going to check you to see if you’re wet. If you’re dry, I’ll leave and dicklet will never know about Dirk. If you’re as slick and slippery as I think, well then, I’m staying right here. If you want me to leave, I will…but I have dicklet on speed dial. 30 seconds to choose, or I make the phone call.”

My mind was racing. I didn’t want to hurt Mark. And, maybe more importantly, I didn’t want to lose him. He could be a millionaire, and I could be one with him. And he’d just go right back to Lisa, and I’d be alone again in a strange part of the country with a shitty job I detested and too many bills and no boyfriend.

“Wh-wh-what do you mean, check if I’m wet?” I stammered, fully aware that I’d been playing with myself for the last twenty minutes, intentionally keeping my pussy aroused.

“Last chance Kate. Say the word, and I’ll leave.” I answered with silence.

With that, Jim knew that he’d won. I’d never contemplated how strong he was. I mean I’d seen his body and understood he was a personal trainer, but I guess I hadn’t put two and two together.

He grabbed me and bent me over the bed like I was nothing. I was covered by the sheer nightgown and I had my thong on, but my ass was prominently displayed. I put my legs together, intent on holding them tightly that way.

“What are you doing? I hissed, trying to keep the quaking out of my voice. “You could have just stuck your hand in my panties.” Finding some confidence, I added “I’m dry anyway. You disgust me.”

Jim laughed. “Why do you think I’m going to check with my fingers when I have this nice hard cock ready for the task.”

Check me with his cock? What could be possible mean? “No, no, you can’t put that in me. I’m not on birth control. It’s too big. It won’t fit.”

“Oh don’t worry. I won’t put it in until you beg me to. Which won’t be long from now, I suspect,” Jim replied confidently. “And it will fit. It’s been in tighter holes than yours, I guarantee. I won’t come inside you. I’m not ready for fatherhood just yet.”

“Look at this cock,” he added. “Have you ever seen one this big?” Holding me down with one hand, he placed his erect meat on the bed beside my head. It was huge, as long as my face, I’m sure. It looked thick and veiny and excited, and the tip glistened with pre-cum.

I looked, and I shook my head ‘no.’ And felt a resounding sting on my ass as Jim slapped me hard. “Answer with words when I ask you a question. Have you ever seen a cock this big?”

As the pain of the slap dissipated, it left a curious warmth on my ass, which spread down to the inside of my thighs. “No” I softly whispered.

Smack — another hard spank to the other cheek. “No, what? Little slut. You’re going to have to learn how to properly answer to me. And speak up. I want to hear you.”

“No, I’ve never seen a cock that big before.” And the curious warmth from the strike spread down into my other thigh.

“Bigger Ümraniye Escort than dicklet?” He wanted to know.

“Yes, it’s bigger than Mark.”

Smack!

“Yes, you’re bigger than dicklet.” As I uttered the words I knew Jim wanted to hear, my pussy began to tingle. Somehow, humiliating Mark with Jim was turning me on. In truth, part of me had already started to think of him as dicklet, something I attributed to hearing it so much in the house.

“Now, lift your nightgown for me.” Jim stroked himself idly as we interacted, keeping his cock stiff and fat.

“What?” I said, confused about what was happening. I was already vulnerable. Why couldn’t he just do it himself?

Smack! This one really hurt. And the peculiar warmth was spreading further, its edge just touching my crotch.

I used my hands to lift the gown, feeling the air of the room on my spanked ass, exposing the string of the thong riding between my cheeks.

“Spread your legs,” Jim demanded. “I can’t check anything with your legs together like that, can I?’

I did as he said, moving my legs a few inches apart.

Smack again, this one stinging the inside of my thigh. “I asked you a question. You always answer all my questions Kate. Do you understand?”

I struggled to remember the question. This was some game he was playing with me, and I know I’m smarter than he is. And then I got it. “No, you can’t check anything when I have my legs together. Yes, I understand,” I responded as the heat from his last blow spread to my pussy.

“Now remember why we are here — we’re here to check if your little cunt is wet. Isn’t that right?”

I didn’t want to get hit any more. “Yes, we’re here to check if my little cunt is wet.”

“And, if you’re a good girl, I’ll check if it’s tight too. Do you have a tight little cunt, Kate?”

“Yes, I have a tight little cunt.”

“And how will I check to see if you really have a tight little cunt Kate?”

“Your big cock will tell you if I have a tight little cunt” I responded, telling him what he wanted to hear, knowing that it was likely true. The talk was turning me on, making my cunt ache to be touched.

Very good Kate, you’re a fast learner. Mary said you were smart. What? What was he saying? He’s been talking to Mary about me? I remembered the conversation in the car, where I over-shared. How much had she told him about me in the club?

Jim put his very hard cock on the inside of my right thigh just above my knee and used it to force my leg further to the side. It felt like a billy club pushing on me. He did the same on the other side. And there I was, bent over the bed, spanked, legs spread. And yes, soaking wet. I was sure he could smell my musk.

I felt him slip his cock between the bed and my panties, pushing it underneath me. “I have a very sensitive cock,” he said. “I can feel you have a hairy bush. That’s going to have to go. And I can feel sequins on the front of those panties. What’s that they spell? “Sexy” is it? You’ve never worn them before, have you?”

What? Had Mary told him about Mark’s present? Had he been in my panty drawer tracking my use? Either way, two questions had been asked.

“Yes, my panties say ‘sexy’ and this is the first time I’ve worn them,” I responded. He pushed his cock further under me. It reached past my belly button. I could feel it on my stomach. God, it was big. I wondered what it would feel like inside me.

As if he were reading my mind, Jim said “That would stretch you out, wouldn’t it?”

Another question. I didn’t want to be spanked again. “Yes, your cock would stretch me out.”

“You’ve never been fucked to orgasm, have your Kate?”

“No, I’ve never been fucked to orgasm.”

“Are you a cold fish, Kate?”

Jesus. Mary had told him everything. Embarrassment mixed with my excitement. “No, I’m not a cold fish.” And I came up with a plan to show him.

With his cock under my belly I started to move a little. Maybe I could get him to come like that, and he’d be done. I rubbed him with my bare belly and my wet panties. It felt good for me, so I knew it felt good for him and that the visual of my ass rotating on him would be intense. Any of my previous boyfriends would have already shot their hot seed under my stomach.

Jim moaned, and his cock got bigger. I sensed something warm and sticky on the bottom of my ribcage, but I hadn’t felt his cock spasm. Pre-cum. He was lubricating. Maybe this was going to work.

Jim leaned over me as I moved on him. He whispered in my ear: “Ohh, that’s good Kate. You like the feeling of my big cock against belly and your cunt don’t you? It excites you sexually, doesn’t it?” And he arched up, pressing his cock harder against me.

We both heard the undeniable squish of my wetness as my pussy lips parted around the narrow fabric of my thong. I felt his cock directly touch the edges of my cunt for the first time.

I panted. And didn’t say anything.

Smack! Smack! One hard slap on the outside of each thigh stung me and made my pussy jump and land hard on his turgid member. Questions. Fuck. Jim had asked me two questions. “Yes, I like the feeling of your big cock against my belly and my cunt.” And, more quietly, “It excites me sexually.”

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I had seen her at the club many times before, but tonight she was alone. She usually came with one of two men each seeming to have a designated night and not at all concerned with sharing her. She was well worth sharing and tonight she looked well worth anything.

I found out, by asking around, her name was Shanni and like me she was older than most of the club goers. She was dancing in the middle of the floor by herself and the floor was packed. Shanni was about 35 years old, African-American like myself, but darker in complexion. She was around 5′ 5″ and a size 7 if I had to guess and had a very plumb ass. I am 36 years old, 6′ medium build and love to fuck. My name is Ryan and I am single. But have a few women that I regularly fuck.

What she was wearing immediately caught my eye but for the younger crowd it was normal attire. She wore a short tight cotton dress dark blue and a pair of the most sexiest slide shoes imaginable also dark blue. The dress was vee cut in both the front and back. The front was low, but the back was cut really low down to the lower back area. It was obvious she was not wearing a bra. Her tits were not large but they were a nice size and seemed to be sitting up on her chest nicely. I quickly got out on the dance floor and started to dance with her. We started off at a normal distance but as the floor got crowded we danced closer. I finally had to grab her and dance in tight with her because she was making me so hot.

As I did this she and I got into a rhythm and we started grinding together. My dick was hard and she felt it against her pelvis. She whispered in my ear that she felt my little friend wanting some attention. I grabbed her ass and told her I couldn’t help myself as hot as she was looking. I worked my hands on her legs and slowly started to move upward.

I said to her in her ear, “I need to feel that ass that this dress is trying to contain.”

Shanni answered back, “I hope it’s all you want it to be.”

I worked my hand up her legs until I reached the bottom of her dress. When I got there I spread my hands and slid them under for a full cheek in hand grab. Shanni had a pair of thongs on and I felt nothing but ass. I pushed her toward me and Bostancı Escort she raised a leg to get in as close as possible.

I told her, “Your ass feels good, and I love the thongs.”

She said, “Squeeze my ass baby, hard.”

As I did this, her dress began to ride up in the back. I let her know but she was not concerned. I then realized that what I had first thought about her was right, she was a definite free spirit. I started kissing her neck and down to her chest. Shanni leaned her head back and enjoyed my probing. I got to her tits but her dress was too tight to allow me to get my tongue in there. I was upset and let out a sigh.

Shanni said, “Don’t worry if you are a good boy you will get to taste them soon enough.”

Then she had me turn and look at the couple dancing beside us. A man was going to work on the girl’s huge tits. He had one out and the other he was massaging through her top with his hand. She told me that the girl was her friend and loved to get her tits sucked.

I said, “I sure would like to taste them myself.”

She said she had and they were very delicious. I asked her if she liked to suck tits and she said with a tongue this long I like to suck anything. She stuck out her tongue and it was long, very long. I looked surprised and she stuck it in my mouth. It went in almost to the back and she laughed. I sucked on her tongue and she started moving it out and in like she was fucking my mouth. Then by total surprise she let a small stream of saliva come down her tongue and into my mouth like she had just cum. I drank it down and told her it was time for us to leave. She wanted to go to her house and I we got out things and I drove us there.

Once inside, she had me sit on the sofa in the living room. Shanni went to turn up the heat in the place to about 80(F and then place herself on a stool at her wet bar directly across from the sofa. She slowly started to open her legs and let her hand wander down to her snatch. She pulled her dress up and sat on the stool with just her panties. She moved her panties to the side and began to play with her moist pussy. Shanni directed me to watch and she would tell me what she wanted me to do. She worked her Kadıköy Escort fingers on the outside of her pussy and every so often she would slide one inside. I saw how wet she was becoming and started to rub my dick. The vision of her pink slit against her dark skin and pubic hair was almost too much to endure. I got hard really fast. Shanni saw this and brought her fingers to her mouth and licked them to tease me even more.

She said, “Take your clothes off down to your shorts and crawl on your hands and knees over to me.”

I did what she asked and when I got to her my head was eye level to her snatch. She pushed my head in her pussy and told me to let her see what I can do in there. I shoved my tongue deep in her pink slit and she moaned. I nibbled her clit and she jerked her pussy into my mouth. I grabbed her ass, to hold her still and began to work my tongue around her dark fat pussy lips. I gently began sucking on her lips and she started squirming.

She said, “I’m cuuuummmmiiiinnnngggg.”

I released her ass and she opened her legs very wide to allow her cum to flow. I put my mouth over her entire pussy and sucked hard. She held my head against her tight and flooded my mouth with some of the sweetest juice I have ever tasted. When I took my mouth off her cunt she sat on the stool and just shook. I stood up and slid down my shorts and was standing face to face with Shanni. I knew I had to turn the tables and take charge and I think I just did. I looked into her eyes gave her a hard deep kiss. That long tongue entered my mouth and moved smoothly inside. She sighed and I grabbed her tight. I slid my cock into her wet slit and slowly worked it in and out. It was getting very warm in the room and she and I were sweating a lot. The fucking got us wetter and she loved that.

Shanni told me, “I love to fuck when it’s hot and I revel in the sweat. Fuck me good, I need to be fucked really good and hard.”

I slid her dress off of her shoulders and clamped down on one of those tits. I sucked hard and she melted. I continued fucking her hard pounding her pussy and she kept her legs wide spread. She didn’t want to cum again but I had other plans. I let my hands work down to her Göztepe Escort waist. Her dress was still around her waist and I grabbed it. I began to pull her toward me as my dick moved into her. She closed her legs around my back and rubbed her clit against my pubic hair. She was going to cum again and I could feel it. She stuck her tongue down deep in my throat and came hard against my cock. Saliva poured into my mouth as she came and she was totally spent. I eased my dick out of her snatch and told her lets go to the bedroom.

Once in the bedroom I didn’t waste any time. I removed her dress and panties. I needed to cum badly and she was knew it. I got her on the bed on all fours and stood behind her with my feet on the floor. I pushed my cock in her pussy and pumped fast. I held onto her hips for leverage and pounded her as hard as I could.

Shanni was shouting, “Yesssss, fuck me good. I’ve been such a bad girl, fuck me hard and make me pay.”

I said, “I’m going to cum deep in this pussy.”

“Please do, make me feel it,” was her response.

I pumped several more times before letting loose with some of the most powerful blasts ever. Shanni stopped breathing to feel me cumming in her and when she began again she collapsed onto the bed. She looked over her shoulder and asked me to stay with her. I climbed into bed, spooned my cock against her ass and we fell asleep.

That next morning I awoke first and went to take a piss. On my return I was preparing to leave. I walked over to an awake Shanni and she opened her mouth, grabbed my cock and put it inside. Her hot morning breath on my cock felt wonderful. She tasted the piss on the tip and swallowed. I grabbed my cock and began to stroke it while it was in her mouth. I knew I could cum quickly in the morning and I wanted to do that now. I shot quick blasts in her mouth before she had a chance to pull it out. Shanni’s long tongue came out and cleaned up all the spunk on her mouth. As I was leaving Shanni spoke to me.

“I never let men cum in my mouth, I don’t usually let them fuck me without a condom. I can’t explain what came over me but I lost all control with you. I had planned on bringing you here just to tease you and maybe let you lick my pussy a little, but you did it so well I couldn’t get a grip on things. Your dick was too good to have just once.” Said Shanni.

I answered back, “I’ll leave my name and number on the table call me when you would like to have fun again.

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He closed the car door behind him and came over to the driver’s side and leaned on her open window.

“You sure you don’t want to come in for one beer?” he said.

She smiled. They’d gone out for a few drinks and had a lot of fun. She was congratulating herself on how well they’d both behaved given the history…the tension…the…them. And now this

“Do I want to? Yes. But probably not a good idea,” she said.

“What if I absolutely promise you something?” he said, smiling back.

She turned off the ignition.

“What’s that?” she said.

“What if I promise not to touch you?” he said.

“Really?” she said.

“You’d do that?”

He smiled.

“Cross my heart,” he said.

“Unless, of course, you ask me to. Then…” he said.

She laughed.

“That’s fair enough,” she said.

“Ok,” she said.

++++

She’d settled in with a beer and felt his eyes on her. She met his with her own, and then looked away

“So, this was fun,” she said.

“It was,” he said.

The minutes of quiet dripped by like they were coming from a leaky faucet….loud….slow…anticipated.

“Stop looking at me like that,” she said, not looking at him, taking a sip of her beer.

“Like…what?” he said.

She smiled.

“You know exactly like what,” she said.

He moved to sit closer to her. She was wearing a long dress. She’d pulled her legs up under her. She turned to look at him.

“You promised,” she said.

“I did, didn’t I,” he said.

Now he was looking at her mouth. He unconsciously licked his lips.

She felt her heart begin to pound.

She put her beer down.

“Ok…so…yeah,” she said.

“Wait,” he said.

“Nope. I can’t do this. I’ve got to go,” she said, grabbing her keys.

He quickly moved to stand in front of the door — her arm around him with her hand on the door knob. His arms were crossed.

“I’ll let you leave under one condition,” he said.

“LET me leave?” she said, laughing.

“Ok, boss, what’s your condition?” she said.

“You have to come for me first,” he said, smiling.

Her mouth dropped, as it often did with some of the unexpected things he said.

“Huh?” she said.

“You heard me,” he said.

“But your promise!” she said.

“Oh, I don’t have to touch you for that to happen. I think that’s been proven…repeatedly,” he said, smiling.

She blushed.

“I can’t,” she said.

“Yes, you can. And you know what else? You want to,” he said.

Her eyes fluttered briefly and she anxiously tried to get a hold of it, but it was too late…he saw. Of course he did.

“Ah..there it is,” he said.

“Stop. I can’t do this. Let me go,” she said.

“Sorry. That’s my condition,” he said, smiling again.

“You know, in some ways you have not changed one bit,” she said, smiling in spite of herself.

“Not in this way….no. And neither have you. Which is why I know this is exactly what you want,” he said.

Her eyes fluttered again.

“Stop,” she said.

“Yeah? You want me to stop?” he said.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“There’s only going to be one way to get me to. So why don’t we get on with it, shall we?” he said.

She couldn’t believe she was seriously contemplating this. But his voice was like honey. Slippery honey that always drew out this delicious inevitability within her. Made everything soooo easy. Especially…this.

He went to take her hand…and she went to grab it.

“Oops!” he said.

“Can’t have that! Promise and all!” he said, winking at her. She laughed.

“That’s true,” she said.

“Come on,” he said. She dropped her keys, and followed him. Just like she knew she would from the beginning.

++++

They stood in front of his bed.

“I can’t do it,” she said.

He moved to stand behind her. She could feel his warmth so close.

“Yeah…yeah you can,” he said.

“Otherwise you can never leave. People will start thinking you were kidnapped,” he said.

She laughed.

“Technically I have been,” she said.

“Yes, I guess you have,” he whispered, still behind her.

“But I don’t see you killing yourself to escape, either,” he said.

She closed İstanbul Escort her eyes.

“This way you get to blame it all on the bad influence…right?” he whispered.

“Don’t,” she whispered back, closing her eyes.

“Lie down,” he said.

He shut off the light.

“Go ahead,” he said.

She wanted him to touch her so fucking badly now. And she knew he knew it too. But she wasn’t going to break.

She crawled onto the bed.

“That’s it…just like that,” he whispered…that voice.

She turned to lay on her back, the back of her hand over her eyes.

“I can’t,” she said.

He moved to kneel by her ear at the head of the bed.

“Yes….,” he whispered.

“Yes, you can…,” he said.

“Think about where you would want my hands..if they weren’t bound by a promise,” he said

“Shhhh. Shut up,” she said Her hips moved on the bed.

Everywhere..she thought to herself.

“You want them everywhere…don’t you?” he whispered, reading her mind as always.

She bit her lip. She knew he liked her lips.

“I want to do that,” he whispered.

She turned to look in his eyes, look at his mouth. Her hands made fists on the bedspread.

Her long sundress had a deep v neck. Her hands moved to it.

“Yeah…that’s it,” he said.

She moved her hands over her breasts, then up into the neck of her sundress and pulled it down over her shoulders. She found her nipples through her bra and squeezed gently. Her back arched and she sighed.

Now he bit his lip, invisibly to her, with her eyes screwed shut.

“Does that feel good?” he whispered.

She nodded, on the road to not being able to speak.

She worked her nipples now, tight and hard, and her breathing was getting faster.

“Wait,” he said.

She turned to look at him again, questioning with glazed over eyes.

She watched him move to the bottom of her sundress with her breathing reaching a frantic place. Carefully, slowly, without touching her skin, but soooo close, he pulled it up her legs, past her hips, and she lifted her arms to let him pull it entirely off.

“Easier, isn’t it?” he said, smiling.

Now in just her bra and panties, more naked than he’d seen her in a really long time — she was self-conscious until she saw his eyes on her. Saw them move over her. The hunger in them told her she had nothing to fear — but herself.

“Yes,” she breathed. Her knees up now, open, she was losing reason and leaning to sensory existence.

“I can’t take you watching this,” she breathed.

“Do it,” he whispered.

“Do it now. Come for me,” he said.

Her breathing caught in her throat. She pulled the straps of her bra down, exposing her hardened, hard nipples. His hands tightened into fists. He was not going to be able to control himself much longer and she knew it. The feverish atmosphere sent her over the edge.

Her hands moved over her nipples, her fingers tightening, twisting, and her gasps grew louder….something he hadn’t heard in a long, long time. Their stolen moments were so quiet and whispered — still delicious but not like this.

Her hands moved down now, reaching between her legs, finding her clit through her panties, teasing and stroking it, and her gasps turned to ragged sighs now. She was on the edge, he could sense it.

He got up and stood at the foot of the bed and she opened her eyes to look at him in a combination of panic and heat — trapped in the most intense way. He reached now to hook his fingers into the sides of her panties, barely touching her but almost. And slid them off….slowly…so slowly…exposing her soaking wet pussy.

Again, she covered her eyes with her hand.

“Don’t…,” she said.

“Don’t what?” he whispered.

They stood in silence for a minute. Hearts thundering. She sat up now, hair spilling over her face in a mess. Her eyes were primal. She leaned on her hands. Her legs open.

“Touch me,” she whispered.

He smiled.

“I’m sorry…what?” he said back.

“I said….,” she whispered.

She took his hand in hers, and moved it to her lips.

“Touch…me…,” she said.

His fingers traced her lips under her hand, teasing her lower Anadolu Yakası Escort lip, easing it open to her welcoming, wet mouth, her tongue eagerly finding two of his fingers and drawing them in, sucking on them, quietly moaning

She moved to her knees on the bed now and pulled his shirt over his head. Time blended together as he swiftly moved to unhook the remaining coverage of her bra from her back and bent his mouth to hers. She hooked her arms around his neck like she was drowning.

Just short of their mouths meeting, they hesitated, his fingers working her nipples, both breathing so fast. Twenty years vanished and they were blasting a car radio, rolling in the back seat of a car, hungry for more…more…the edge of a volcano that was about to erupt.

He teased her mouth with his.

“You didn’t come for me yet,” he said.

She opened her eyes lazily, smiling.

“Trust me…..,” she whispered, and their teasing mouths met, opened, slowly, gently, tongues teasing and twisting, as her fingers found the button of his pants, opened it and pulled everything out of the way to find his hard cock. The first one that had ever been for her — and in some ways would always be.

The feeling of it in her hands while he was kissing her was too much. She pulled from his mouth and pulled him down on the bed on his back. She climbed over him, straddling him.

“Hey…,” he whispered, smiling.

She pushed her hands down on his arms, holding them over his head.

She smiled.

“I’m in charge now,” she whispered.

“Enjoy it while it lasts,” he said, smiling.

“YOU enjoy it,” she said. She leaned to his mouth again, licking it, moving down his body, to his nipples. She dug her fingers into his forearms, rubbing her nipples against his belly while she worked one nipple with her tongue, making hot, wet circles, taking it in her teeth, and then the other.

His sharp intake of breath drove her urgently forward, and she moved up against him, holding her breast in her hand, to rub her hard nipple against his, hard and wet from her mouth. The sensation drew ragged gasps from both of them.

“Oh…. Fuck yeah,” she whispered. His fingers dug into her hair, and her mouth moved down now, down over his belly, licking his belly, ravenous.

Her mouth found his dick now, and she was almost too overwhelmed with the erotic charge to do it..but she glanced up at him and said…

“What were you saying? I haven’t come yet?”

His eyes fluttered back.

“Get ready,” she whispered.

She took his dick in her worshipful hands, holding it, licking the tip of it in a circle, slow, slow circle, until she eased it slowly….slowly…. into her mouth.

She came immediately. He could feel it. He could hear it. She was sliding his cock in and out of her mouth and he could see she was riding out a shuddering orgasm as her tongue worked his shaft, up and down. In and out. In and out. Just the right pace, Getting only a tiny bit faster, every time, he watched her eyelids twitch as she stroked his balls, getting more aggressive, licking, sucking, moaning.

She worked it in and out of her mouth, only stopping to stroke him and lick his balls until she couldn’t hold herself back and was on him again, working it, working it, tasting him salty and ready on her tongue, spinning her tongue on the tip of his dick while she stroked up and down with her hand. His fingers tight in her hair, pulling, pulling harder.

She dropped to the floor, pulling him to his feet.

“Fuck my mouth,” she said.

“Oh, God, yeah…,” he said.

She dug her fingers into his thighs as he took her hair in his hands and fucked her mouth, steady, even strokes, harder, her mouth hot, wet, hungry, begging for it.

“Here it comes…..,” he whispered.

“Get ready,” he said.

Her eyes fluttered and she came again. He could hear her moaning into his dick.

Three, two…..one and “Oh…….fuck….. yeah…” he whispered.

She held tightly to him for as long as she could, until he was entirely done. He pulled away. She looked up at him, smiling, licking her lips.

“Oh yeah?” he said.

“Oh…yeah,” she said.

He was still hard. He Üsküdar Escort pulled her up roughly and tossed her back on the bed.

She laughed.

“I’m in charge now,” he said.

Her eyes fluttered and in momentary panic she backed away on the bed.

“Fuck that,” he said, yanking her kicking legs back to him.

He held her hands over her head, and leaned down over her, looking directly into her eyes.

His right hand moved down her inner thigh.

“The next time I tell you to come, you do as your told,” he said.

She laughed but it caught in her throat as his fingers found her, hot, and soakingly, dripping wet.

“No…no…no!” she said, trying to fight.

“Oh ….yes. Holy shit, you are so….fucking wet,” he said.

He slid two fingers in her, fast, and hard.

“This is how you like it, isn’t it? I remember….,” he said, smiling.

It took less than a second before she was arching her back, sighs bordering on screams, gasping, pounding the bed with her fists, coming. And coming. And coming.

“Thaaat’s it…,” he said.

“Shut up!,” she said.

“Please, SHUT UP,” she sad.

“Oh, no…I’m in charge now. Your job is coming. Again..now,” he said.

His fingers worked a steady rhythm in her, over and over, until he stopped, pulling away, and lifted her pussy to his mouth.

“Oh GOD! No. Don’t!,” she said.

He smiled at her, and buried his mouth in her soft, wet pussy, lapping at her clit, opening her with his tongue, and he had to hold her so tightly to him because she came so violently he thought she might get away.

Her back arched, her moans finally gave out to the scream he’d been waiting for, long….loud…..reaching into his heart and down into his once-again throbbing dick.

And there was only thing he wanted now. She read his mind.

She kicked him away, and lying on the bed, her bare pussy open for him, she asked him for what she wanted.

“Please….please…..,” she said.

“Please what…?” he said, already moving between her legs.

“FUCK me,” she whispered, her fingers already digging crescents into his back.

“Yeah…..that’s what you want?” he whispered.

They were eyes to eyes now, this moment. Waiting for this moment. Waiting for what felt like a century for this moment. It was finally here.

“Oh my God….yes,” she whispered, teasing his mouth with hers.

“Are you sure?” he said, and she could feel the tip of his dick teasing her, opening her aching pussy. Almost there…almost.

“Now…now, please,” she said.

His tongue took hers as he slid slowly inside her….the explosion was immediate. He wanted to go slow, gently but it was fucking impossible.

She wrapped her legs around his hips and he mercilessly rocked into her, fast, even, deep, harder. Her fingers raked scratches into his back and he loved it. Welcomed it.

Then he stopped, smiling at her.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” he whispered.

She was dying, so close to her own explosion.

“Yes! Please….,” she begged.

“Well..,” he whispered.

She slapped his face without thinking.

“Oh….that’s where we’re going?” he said.

“Oh…God…I’m sorry,” she said.

“One more time, and your brains will be fucked out. That’s a promise,” he whispered into her mouth.

She gasped. And slapped him.

Hard.

It was like a starting gun and it was all he needed to finish her fast and good. So good. He fucked her faster, faster, harder, until he knew he was there.

“Oh God, here it comes…,” he gasped.

“Come on, baby, me too,” she whispered.

They collapsed on the bed after. Quiet. Arms around each other.

Until they both began to quietly laugh.

“So yeah, that went well,” she whispered.

He laughed.

“Yes, drinks were fun!” he said.

She laughed.

++++

She stood at the door to say goodbye. She hugged him.

“That was amazing…but how about we promise that was it…just this one time…to get it out of our system… a real promise?” she said.

“Oh, of course,” he said, smiling.

“I promise…,” he said.

She kissed him goodbye.

He caught her arm on the way out, and turned her back to him. He kissed her forehead.

“Goodbye….,” he said, smiling.

As the door closed behind her, he thought about his fingers crossed behind his back during his promise…and walked back into the kitchen…. Whistling and smiling.

THE END

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I was browsing around the forum section of Literotica when I ran across a couple who wanted to see their story in print. So I asked them to give me the details, and I would see what I could do. As it turned out, they sent me the information in three separate packages. The first was a combined effort of the beginning of their relationship when they were in high school which they composed together. But they thought it would be fun to send me the second part in two separate packages that each prepared on their own. They thought it would be fun to set down how each of them perceived the flowering of their relationship while they were in college — in two separate schools. The following is their accounting of that adventure. The fun is that neither will know what the other wrote until they read the complete package when it appears on Literotica.

Part I: JAMES WRITES THIS PART WITH SARAH’S HELP.

I met Sarah, a petite little Thai girl, with small, shapely tits, and a sexy round ass when I was still in high school. She was a shy, bookish little thing who was firmly focused on studies. I was able to contrive an occasional conversation with her, as long as we were in a safe, public place, and I kept my hands to myself. She was very dutiful to her parents and wouldn’t think of doing anything of a sexual nature that might get back to them. She was a good Thai girl, and she made it very clear to me that she was determined to stay that way. I doubted that any guy had ever touched one of her tits or that anybody had ever seen her in anything more daring than a two-piece swimming suit that completely covered all the important parts of her body. She was definitely parsecs away from anything resembling sex. I doubted that she had ever as much as seen a cock. Her prominent eyeglasses just served to reinforce her innocence and provide another layer between me and her inner workings.

All of that just served to intrigue me all the more, and I felt myself becoming uncomfortably enamored of this totally lost cause. I knew I had little chance of ever cracking her, and if I did, she would always hang onto her strict Thai sexual restraints. It would be a lifetime of solo sex with no imagination or creativity. Still, I couldn’t help myself. Maybe it was the challenge of trying to get into the pants of such a lost cause, or maybe it was those rich chocolate eyes that seemed to hide layers of promise behind the protective lenses her glasses. So, I kept pursuing her, and she didn’t push me away.

We loved to sit outside on the lawn between classes or after school and talk and talk and talk. I never got bored. I couldn’t get bored. I simply lost myself in those eyes and her obvious intellect. She was smarter than I was, and we both knew it, but she never allowed it to be an issue. I was smart enough for her, and she never let me doubt it.

One day near the end of our senior year, I was standing outside the school building looking up a jet leaving a contrail across the sky when I felt something soft come to rest against my arm. I looked back, and there was Sarah, smiling up at me, resting her tit against my arm. Her eyes were bright, and the message they were sending was unequivocal. The tit on my arm was no accident. She gave a quick glance down her front, and my eyes followed. She was wearing a soft cotton top with a fairly low front — low enough for me to actually see cleavage for the first time. As she moved away from with with an intentional push of her chest, I noticed her blouse tended to gap in front.

She grabbed me by the hand and led me over to a shady spot with nobody else in the vicinity and sat down on the grass. As she sat down, she kept her eyes on mine and leaned over, ever so slowly. In the process, her top gapped, and I got the slightest glimpse of two beautifully shaped orbs with two dark brown tips. She was not only wearing a low blouse that gapped, she was also not even wearing a bra. Even more astonishing was that she seemed to have pulled the maneuver on purpose. It was as if she actually wanted me to see her tits. Then she sat up straight and the magic moment was over.

I trembled as I sat down next to her, a stupid questing look on my face. I was relieved to sit down. I was sure everybody on campus could see the bulge in my pants. Still, she allowed me to hang on to my dignity. The warmness in her smile never left, and she moved over against me again.

“Well,” she said, “You’re my best friend. Don’t you think it’s time you saw my breasts?”

I bobbed my chin but remained speechless. Anything I said in my state of arousal would not ring sincere. Still, a suspicion was dawning on me that my idea of a lifetime of boring sex with Sarah might have been a bit premature.

She leaned forward slightly, enough for her top to gap again. This time she held still for long seconds, still smiling up at me. Her tits were clearly displayed for me to see and see and see. I remained silent, as I tried to regain my breathe.

Suddenly, Sarah pulled back and the gap in her top closed.

“Okay,” she said. “That’s our reward for being friends these past two years. I think we deserve it, don’t bebek escort you?”

I was puzzled but regaining my composure. “Our Reward?” I asked.

“Sure, our reward,” she repeated. “You don’t think sex is just for guys do you? That was for me too. It sent a chill up my spine, knowing that a guy had finally seen my breasts for the first time — and the best part is that he was my best friend. Now, that we’re going off to separate colleges, will we still be best friends?”

“More than that,” I answered. Then I put my arms around her and pulled her to me, giving her the biggest, wettest, most sincere kiss I had ever given anybody.

“Much more than that.”

We parted that last day of high school with much promise and high expectations for college. The fact that we would be going to separate campuses just meant an inconvenience, not a death blow to our suddenly exciting future. ———————————————–

JAMES’S VERSION OF THE EARLY COLLEGE YEARS:

We spent some time together that summer, but both of us worked, so the few times we got together, it was usually at family functions with limited one-on-one time. I managed a few stolen moments of kissing and got a little bare tit which excited the hell out of me, but the one time I moved my hand inside the top of her panties, she stopped me and simply said, “School. When we get to school, things will open up for us. We will have fun; I guarantee it. Please be patient.”

That was good enough for me. I would be worth the wait. I knew she would feel much freer to pursue some new adventures when she was outside the very strict influence of her parents. We were going to separate colleges, but we could easily get together almost on a weekly basis. I could live with that. Images of our soon-to-come adventures filled my mind as I kissed her goodbye on her way to college. I couldn’t even begin to imagine the reality that lay ahead.

It was almost a month before I saw her again. We both had to settle in at school, get a feel for the heavy dose of academic reality that washed over all college freshman, and begin to sample the absolute freedom of living away from our parents. That was OK with me. I wanted to experience the whole gamut of college life. It didn’t hurt that I wound up sitting next to a delicious-looking little blue-eyed blonde in my cultural anthropology class. Her name was Jan. We had already established the habit of sitting out on the grass on the campus Quad after class and talking over class, campus life, and sex. The latter emerging as our favorite topic of conversation.

Jan had already been on campus for a month, practicing her varsity cheerleading routines and had met most of the football team, which had also arrived early to start pre-season practices. We became very good friends very quickly and often got together to study anthro and talk about our new phase of life, with its freedoms and responsibilities. Our anthro class had the innate quality of providing a window of understanding into our culture and giving us the tools to rethink the lives that our parents had laid out for us.

On that topic, Jan had said, “I have a boyfriend who goes to another school. He’s so afraid that I’ll get pregnant, he simply won’t fuck me.”

She smiled and said, “How do you like my new vocabulary? I would never have used that word until I came to school. It seemed so dirty when I was in high school. Now, it seems dirty AND EROTIC! Anyway, I wanted to fuck, but he didn’t . . . . Well, let me rephrase that. Of course he wanted to fuck me, but he wouldn’t. He wanted to wait until we got married. He is the love of my life, and I’m certain we will get married someday, but I have some things I want to get done in college, and those things don’t include being celibate.

“So, as soon as I got here, I went to the school clinic and got some birth control pills, and I managed got nailed the first week of cheerleader practice by the first-string running back on the football team. He had absolutely no qualms about fucking me, and he already had a girl friend, so he wasn’t looking for a serious relationship. He was content with a nice little piece of ass, and I was anxious to be just that: a nice little piece of ass, with no complicating entanglements. To make it even better, he was experienced! He knew exactly where my buttons were, and he touched them in just the right way. I’d wager that not many girls cum during their first fuck, but I did. It was great. Since then, I’ve been fucked by two more football players, and the school’s star basketball player, who also arrived early to get in some gym time. Now, that guy had a cock!”

Trying to hide my thumping heart beat and burgeoning hard-on, I managed to compose myself enough to say, “Uh, my my. You’ve been a busy girl.”

She laughed and said,”Yeh, in the old days, they would have called me nymphomaniac. Now, they just call me a college girl.”

In a clumsy attempt to pursue more detail in our conversation, I said, “You said your running back friend was good in bed. Well, I happen to have a girlfriend who is a virgin, merter escort and I would like to make it good for her the first time we make love. Would you mind sharing a few details?”

Shaking her head and smiling, Jan said, “Sure, James, I’ll share some details with you. Better yet, why don’t you come over to my dorm room tonight, and I’ll show you. My roommate is always happy to give me some privacy, as long as I return the favor from time to time.”

I had to ask, “Are you serious? I mean, we haven’t as much as held hands, and you’re willing to teach me how to fuck you?”

“Look,” she said, “We’re already good friends, and I think we may be good friends for a long time. Furthermore, we both have very serious significant others, so we probably don’t have to worry about long-term complications. And I think I know enough about you that I won’t have to worry about diseases. As far as I’m concerned, we could stay friends forever, and how convenient would that be? We could both have on ongoing opportunity for occasional clandestine fucks for the rest of our lives.”

She looked around. “Would you like a preview?” she asked. “I have really great tits: 32 Ds and almost no droop.”

She discreetly undid four buttons in her blouse, then slid her hand in and pulled one side of her bra up off her tit. Then she cupped her tit in her hand and pointed her nipple right at me. She held that pose for about ten seconds, then discreetly put things back into place and buttoned up. Her tit was almost white, and the quarter-sized nipple was a light pink: not a huge contrast but very delicate and appealing nevertheless.

“That’s all you get for now. Come by my room tonight about 10:00, and I’ll show you the rest.”

Then she got up and hurried off to her next class, her tight little ass swinging as she walked.

I have to admit: I didn’t get much studying done that day, and it took a great effort to keep my hands off my cock until 10:00 P.M., but I managed. I had to. I felt obligated to give Jan my best.

She met me at her room dressed in a short, low-cut white nightie and obviously no bra. The top of the nightie was nicely filled out, and the bottom came to about two inches from where her panties would end, but there was no evidence of any panties. I thought I could discern a faint v-shaped patch.

She leaned against me, stood on her toes and kissed me. I wasn’t used to getting tit on the first date, but sometimes I did, if I were persistent. But this time, I abandoned caution and grasped her left tit in my right hand. She just squeezed harder against me, as I explored her surprisingly large tit for such a small girl. Emboldened by her response — or lack of one — I slipped my hand down the top of her nightie and took her right tit in my right hand, squeezing and quickly finding her nipple, which was already getting hard. She stopped kissing me and pushed herself slightly away.

Smiling up at me, she said, “What’d I tell you. Pretty nice tits, eh?”

Without removing my hand from her tit, I said, “I didn’t know you were from Canada.”

“Yeh,” she answered. “Southeast British Columbia. “How’d you know?”

“It’s your bum, I think. That looks like a Canadian bum.”

She laughed and looked over her shoulder at the reflection of her ass in the mirror. “So what does a Canadian bum look like?” She asked.

“Oh, you know: It’s a bum that’s on a girl who says, ‘eh?'”

I removed my hand from her tit and reached for the bottom of her nightie. Pulling the hem upward, I felt the bare skin on her thigh, then quickly moved to her pussy. She moved her legs slightly apart and said, “Go ahead. Check out my pussy.”

I slid my middle finger to her slit and traced the groove up to her clit. When I touched it, she trembled slightly but didn’t pull away. Instead, she unzipped my pants and reached inside my shorts to get my already hard cock out into the open.

“Oooh,” she said. “The naughty boy is already hard, eh?

I didn’t bother to tell her the “naughty boy” had been hard almost continually since we parted company earlier in the day.

As I began a slow spiral stimulation, she stood on her toes and tried to spread her legs a little wider. It gave me enough room to get my finger in about three inches.

“Oooh, I said. “The naughty girl is already wet. We shouldn’t keep her waiting, eh?”

“Absolutely not!”

She tightened her grasp on my cock and led me to the bed.

“Strip,” she commanded, as she lifted her nightie off and tossed it onto the floor. Then she lay down on the bed and spread her legs, while cupping her hands over her pussy. It occurred to me that Sarah would never do that, but I wished she would.

I took off my clothes and climbed onto the bed between her legs, as she spread them wide to accommodate me.

I reached for her, but she halted me with the palm of one hand, as she uncovered her pussy. She had a narrow blonde strip of hair above her cunt.

“Look at my pussy and tell me what it suggests to you?”

I smiled and said, “It suggests that you’re either a natural blonde, escort kağıthane or you’re good at cosmetics, eh?’

“Ding ding ding,” she sang. “You’re the winner. Now, you get to plow the patch. Fuck me!”

I moved closer, and she took my cock in one hand and spread her pussy with the other hand. She briefly rubbed the end of my cock on her clit and said, “Usually, this is where you start, but today I’m in a hurry.”

She pulled my cock to the opening of her pussy and said, “It’s a little dry on the outside, but it’s plenty lubricated on the inside. Just push. It will go.”

I pushed, but it wouldn’t go. She reached down with both hands and pulled her pussy wider. “Try again.”

I pushed, as she spread and wiggled her ass. Suddenly, I was in far enough that the ample inside lubrication took over, and my cocked slipped halfway in.

She gave a little sigh. “That’s what I like,” she said. “There’s nothing like initial entry. I look forward to it every time.”

She looked at me and smiled. “Isn’t it great fucking a sexy, gorgeous, natural blonde cheerleader with great tits and a natural blonde bush?”

I didn’t say a thing. I was concentrating on the task at hand, and I was worried about how long I would last.

She grabbed her legs under the knees and pulled wider. “Now, give me the rest,” she said. “All at once.”

I pushed hard and hit bottom.

“Stop!” she said. I like to savor this part.”

So I held my position, as she pulled me down and kissed me.

“There,” she said. “I kissed you. I usually don’t do that. I usually keep it to just fucking, but this proves you’re special. You will get to fuck me again. That’s not true for most of my partners. Now, there’s something else you should know. My tits are very sensitive. I want you to play with them a lot. Whether you’re fucking me, making out with me, or just copping an occasional subtle feel, please do not neglect my tits. Someday, when you’re titty fucking me, I want to have an orgasm. I think I can do it.”

Somehow, I felt I could comply with that request, especially when it pertained to fucking a sexy, gorgeous, natural blonde cheerleader with great tits and a natural blonde bush?

I took a tit in each hand and started a slow in and out. Her pussy was tight but well-lubricated, so I increased the pace. Then, I was pounding her, harder and harder. She watched my cock disappearing then reappearing for awhile while meeting my cock with her own pelvic thursts. She could give as well as receive.

Then, she said flippantly, “My turn on top.”

We rolled over, and she grasped a tit in each hand. “These will provide a show for you,” she said. “Even if you live long enough to graduate from college, you probably won’t see another set of tits like this bouncing around as a girl drills herself from the top.”

She smiled as I reached for her tits. I would watch them bounce soon, but for now, I just wanted to play with these extraordinary mammaries. She pushed her ass up in the air as my cock slid almost completely out of her cunt. When it got to the very tip, she slammed down hard again, then ground hard against my pelvis. As she ground her hips, her clit rubbed against my pelvic area. She kept my cock and herself stimulated even while she was fully penetrated.

Then, she pushed my hands away from her tits and started bouncing up and down on my cock. Her tits darted in every direction, sometimes working against each other. Other times in sequence, but regardless of the action, the combination of the her tight pussy riding my cock and those glorious tits bouncing around were too much for me. I shot my wad full into her cunt. She recognized my dilemma immediately and slowed to a halt after a dozen or so more strokes.

Leaving my cock in her pussy, she leaned forward, gave me another kiss and said, “It’s OK. You lasted longer than I expected, and you will get better as you get used to me. You can finish me off with your fingers this time. But I expect you to get better. I’m an orgasmic girl, and I want to have an orgasm every time, so you have to promise to work on getting me off in the future, eh?”

She lifted herself off my modestly diminished cock and walked over to a shelf, where she flicked off a video camera that had recorded everything we had done. “It’s for posterity,” she said. “Next time, we’ll get some closeups. Someday, after you’re married and the sex is beginning to get too predictable, you can show them to your wife. It will liven things up a bit. She will be impressed by what a classy chick you were nailing on a regular basis in college.”

Then, she walked back over to the bed. “Now, finish me off,” She said.

———————————————–

SARAH’S RECOUNTING OF THE EARLY COLLEGE YEARS:

I was free! After an early lifetime of being controlled by my loving but strict parents, I was now on my own — completely on my own. I was a bit daunting but also very exciting. I would be making decisions for myself, now, and I wanted to have fun, but I also wanted to be prudent — except when James came to visit. Then, I would be anything but prudent. I was still so much a virgin that, frankly, it was disgusting. I had finally allowed James to get his hands on my tits, but when he tried to get his hand into my panties, I had inexplicably stopped him. The specter of my parents’ influence was just too much to overcome while I was at home.

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Unknown to our wives, the mutual seduction had been in progress for months. Months of meticulous planning had resulted in this one evening, an evening that would end either in tears, heartbreak and recrimination or in sheer unadulterated lust and passion.

Although in different countries, I had been in contact with Jim for a while and we hit it off and trusted each other implicitly from the start. We had met through an internet experience sharing site and within a few days had agreed to privately share photographs of our wives with each other. The attraction to each other’s wives was instant and mutual and the photos shared between us became ever more explicit.

Skip forward a few months and Jim let me know that he and Beth were coming to the UK and thought it would be good to finally meet up so that we could each see the girls in the flesh, so to speak. I immediately agreed and we both hatched a plan to meet in London and see how far we could take our fantasies before being found out.

The plan involved Jim being a business contact of mine and we were to meet to do business over a meal in a nice city centre restaurant. Rachel knows full well that most of my business meetings usually involve a fair amount of drink, food and entertainment but this night was to prove to be something even I would never have contemplated. Knowing that we would be having a ‘big’ night out, but not letting on the plans I had hatched with Jim, I let Rachel choose a hotel for the night and secretly let Jim know her choice so he could book there too. We despatched the kids to grandparents for the evening, made our way to the hotel and I encouraged Rachel to dress as sexily but as classy as possible, telling her how important this meeting was for business. I knew Jim was working the same magic with Beth in a room just yards from ours in the same hotel.

We had agreed to meet in the restaurant at eight. The area’s finest Chinese şişli escort cuisine awaited us but food was the last thing on my mind as I waited nervously to finally meet Jim and his gorgeous wife. We had rehearsed our lines and plan of attack for weeks prior to this, ways in and out of situations and contingency plans for every eventuality we could each imagine but now the moment of truth was here.

My nerves increased when, after I welcomed Jim to London and shook his hand, I finally saw Beth in real life. It was as though I had landed in heaven – her face was even more beautiful, her body even more gorgeous and her presence even more god damn sexy than I could have imagined. I was, for a few seconds, totally speechless. After recovering my senses, I introduced Rachel and I could see Jim having the same emotions as I had just felt – he was looking Rachel up and down and mouthing the word ‘wow’ subconsciously.

But what then caught my eye was the way the girls instantly connected with each other. Maybe it was the way they looked at each other or a subliminal body language but I knew they had hit it off there and then and instantly relaxed and I know then that the seduction was on.

I motioned for the girls to sit down, I had carefully planned the seating so that Jim was closer to Rachel than me and for me to be closer to Beth to ease conversation and hopefully progress our plan more efficiently. I asked Jim to accompany me to the bar to get drinks and once at the bar and champagne ordered I told him that I thought Beth was the most beautiful woman I had ever met, he said he felt the same about Rachel and I told him what I had observed between the two girls when they met – he had seen the same connection being made. We winked at each other, picked up two glasses each and I carried the champagne in its chiller towards the table. As we approached we could see the girls already taksim escort laughing and smiling and they chatted and I could feel my excitement increasing, so much that I had to lower the champagne chiller to camouflage my burgeoning erection.

Conversation, laughter, champagne and wine flowed easily and our phoney business was concluded rapidly and it was time to move on. Jim and Beth had mentioned in the evening seeing some of the sights of London so, on the way to a pub a short distance from our hotel, I suggested I conduct a short tour for Beth and Rachel one for Jim, each using different routes. It was a cold early spring evening so I suggested it would be nice if each escort put an arm round their partner to keep them warm on the short walk.

Both girls enthusiastically agreed so we instantly obliged for them, it was the first time I had touched her and Beth felt fantastic and I could see Rachel leaning in to Jim as we set off. We said we would all meet at the pub in ten minutes time so went separate ways, I watched Rachel with Jim for as far as I could and must admit to being a little jealous of how good they looked together but then remembered I had the gorgeous Beth on my arm and I was supposed to be showing her the sights!

I tried, I honestly tried to behave as we made that short journey to the pub but half way there after a half-hearted attempt to describe London’s magnificent town hall I blurted out to Beth that I thought she was the most beautiful woman I had ever met and that I was so attracted to her that I had to kiss her there and then. What happened next blew my mind: Beth told me she had been waiting for me to say that from the moment she met me! We kissed the most passionate kiss I have ever experienced there and then, in the middle of a London city street. Unknown to me at the time, at that very same moment, my wife Rachel was doing exactly the fatih escort same thing with my friend Jim. The allotted ten minutes had flown by and we had to get to the pub (it was really only two minutes away).

Jim and Beth were approaching the pub at the same time as me and Beth but, instead of Jim having his arm round her they were walking hand-in-hand. I looked down and saw that I was doing exactly the same with Beth! A few glances were exchanged as we entered the pub but nothing said. The girls said their hellos and both disappeared to the Ladies together straight away – god only knows what they were going to discuss. I went to the bar to get drinks with Jim and couldn’t wait to tell him that Plan A was well in progress and my already hard cock got even harder when he told me what had happened between Rachel and him.

More drinks and dancing to the live rock band followed and, by the end of the evening with slower music being played Jim suggested that the girls dance with their ‘escorts’ again. I honestly don’t think my cock could get any harder when I smooched with Beth and I knew she could feel it and was pressing herself against me. I glanced over to Jim and Rachel and she had her head up against his chest with her eyes closed, I know she was enjoying it! I kissed Beth’s forehead and she looked up and told me to kiss her again properly. I was lost in the moment and in lust so shared another passionate kiss with her. When I came up for air I looked across but couldn’t see Jim and Rachel on the dance floor. I scanned the room and saw them back where we had been sat but with Rachel sat on Jim’s lap, kissing each other with wild abandon. I took Beth’s hand and led her over and replicated the position, the embraces only being broken when the barman came to collect the glasses and call time.

The cold air of the street hit us when we emerged from the pub and we had a decision to make. The girls did not yet know that we were in the same hotel, on the same floor with rooms just yards apart but they were about the find out! We reached the hotel and I invited Jim and Beth back to our room for a night cap, I don’t think a decision has ever been made any quicker when they both said ‘YES PLEASE!’ together.

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It all started innocent enough. Just a few years ago and with just an honest mistake. Back then I lived on the beach, with my girlfriend of four years, in a beautiful two story house that my girl’s god father had let us stay in for pretty cheap. So while we had this amazing place, we weren’t exactly rich, but nor were we poor. We’d been there for about a year at the time, both of us in our mid 20’s, loving our room on the second story over looking the ocean, and its beautiful deck that looked down at our own “backyard” which featured little more than a fenced in pool, a hot tub and a sauna, each of which we used constantly. On the other side of the fence was the boardwalk. Then the beach.

One morning my girlfriend Jen had gone out to the beach with her best friend and I’d stayed behind in order to sleep a little longer and eventually head out for a run. That morning I felt particularly lazy though, and decided not to seriously take my time before running anywhere, fumbling through a slow morning routine of waking to the world. After catching up on sports highlights I got up and stood naked in my room listening to my iPod in order to have some good old motivational rock and roll to get me ready for the run. Before I even found my shorts though I took an obligatory stroll to our full length closet mirror, in the small hallway between the doorway and our room, and looked over my naked body. So I stood there as silly as can be with no inhibitions (I was alone, after all), making faces and flexing my muscles to the music, when Jen’s best friend rounded the corner wearing just her bikini and stopping only a feet from running into me.

The first thing I noticed, just before her gasp, was how poorly concealed her breasts were underneath her top. She is tall, just about my height at six feet, and since they’re that much closer to eye level than most girls tits, so it’s even harder to avoid staring at them every now and then even if she’s wearing a sweater. I felt bad about that being my first thought, but I couldn’t help it. She has amazing breasts, and I’d always admired them. Then came her gasp, and with it I caught the same soft jiggle of her breasts that had played itself out in my fantasies so many times… Then I realized the situation. There I stood, completely in the buff about five feet in front of one of Jen’s best friends and she was letting her eyes roam, taking my dangling cock in for all it was worth while I went from flexing to standing stiff and awkward. I was glad I’d stayed in shape and only felt like a sloth. In those first few seconds, she just couldn’t hide it, she just stared at my dangling member in all its glory before she ever tried to look up into my eyes in order to mutter an apology. When I think back on it, on that first stare, I almost shoot my load immediately. I love the look on a woman’s face when she first sees a cock. When she did şişli escort finally look me in the eyes though, it was evident that neither of us had prepared for this, at all. I stood facing her, iPod in one hand, my other hand held up in surprise, completely naked and shocked.

“I’m sorry, I thought you were out, I’m so sorry.”

“Uh… it’s okay,” is all could stammer as she turned her back to me and bounced back out of the room as quickly as she’d arrived. Her ass looked so round and perfect as she went away.

“Let me pull on some shorts, shit, what did you need?” I called after her.

“Oh my god, I’m sooo sorry” she said again, “I just needed to grab a beach towel from the dick, I mean deck, I really had no idea you were in here. Jen said you’d be running. I called out. I didn’t hear anything.” I sprinted to my shorts and threw them on hoping the mesh could contain my cock enough to try and salvage the situation.

“It’s okay; I’ve got shorts on now. I’ll grab the towel, and we’ll just laugh about it. Come on in, it’s no big deal.”

She came back in red in the face and giggling awkwardly. I stood before her in my running shorts, no boxers, and her in her bikini. She had her long black hair tied back in a pony tail.

“Gosh I’m so sorry”

“No big deal, we’re adult. Let’s get you a towel.”

As I spoke I remained admiring her bikini clad body, she was an athlete in college and had remained a workout fiend ever since, leaving her with a well fit voluptuousness. But I particularly couldn’t help myself from sneaking another glance at her breasts, and I felt myself growing hard in her presence. Her face had grown red and the deep maroon of her cheeks reminded me of what she’d just seen, and there was nothing I could do when the erection started up.

“She said there’d be some out on the deck”

“Sure” I said, turning away from her and opening the deck door, moving to the side to let her out. She passed by but the entrance wasn’t that wide, and her hip bumped the semi-erection I’d desperately been trying to conceal.

“Ooops” she whispered nervously almost as if she had a hoarse throat, glancing quickly into my eyes as she passed, but keeping her focus on the towel hunt. I knew my growing fatness was visible from the way she tried to avoid looking at it as she went about getting the towel. When finally grabbed one from the rail and turned to face me, but I’d already retreated to the bedroom.

“Hey wait, come here so I can show you where we’re seated.”

I stood back at the door and she finally looked down directly and hard at the tent in my shorts. Something had come over her and she smiled.

“Thought so,” she giggled, “I bet you need a cold shower now huh, haha.”

“Very funny.”

“Oh, I didn’t mean to embarrass you, I was just curious is all. I feel weird too; I just meant ist esc to make fun. It’s natural for a guy to get excited when a girl sees his dick for the first time.”

“Sorry about that” I replied, “but you’re right, I guess that kind of worked me up. It’s only natural.” I tried to laugh it off, feeling a bit more relaxed with her new attitude.

“It was a little bit erotic huh” she said. “Well, I feel awful about it, I should have called louder or at least heard you frolicking about in there.”

“It’s okay, we’ll move passed it.”

“Good. But, I feel like I should tell you. You’ve got a great cock, Jon.”

I was speechless.

“I want to make up for my intrusion, I feel so guilty.” She edged towards me until she stood with her bare thigh brushing the tip of my hardness, with only a thin layer of mesh between us. I was still speechless. She looked me in the eye and reached out for me, grabbing it through my shorts with a tight grip I’ll never forget. She had a vice.

“You need me to care of this?” she asked.

I remained silent.

“You need me to.” She moved me back into the bedroom and sat me down on the bed, never relenting in her grip of my mesh covered cock. She sank to her knees and pulled off my shorts. It sprung up and hit my stomach. She giggled again and whispered, “Don’t tell Jen.”

“Okay” I finally spoke.

She placed her hand back on my erection, this time with no barrier, and her soft, cold hand felt incredible. The blood was rushing and I felt like I could pass out. She started stroking, nice slow strokes, gentle up and down, but with the grip of a cliffhanger.

“Take off your top” I said.

She did.

She has perfect tits for her height, size C-cup, small brown nipples, hard. She continued to stroke me, relaxing the grip a bit now, letting her hands brush me on the way up and down and every so often tightening on my rod for a long full stroke.

“I can’t wait for your cum. I want you to cum for me, in my hands.” She kept stroking, keeping a nice rhythm with her right. Her left she left sitting on my thigh, every now and then caressing my balls with her finger tips. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t believe I’d let it go this far, and at the same time I couldn’t believe she wasn’t sucking me off. Who gives or gets a handjob in their twenties? But she just stroked for a couple of minutes, looking me in the eyes or sometimes staring at her hand as she guided it up and down my erection. I watched her face, her eyes, her perfect tits. About three minutes had passed since she first grabbed me before either one of us spoke again. All we heard was the ocean outside, the sound of the beach, and the slight rubbing of flesh meeting flesh,

flesh pulling flesh.

“You like my tits, Jon?”

“Yes. They’re perfect.”

“You like my lips too, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“You besiktas escort want me to blow you?”

“Oh god, so bad.”

“You want your girlfriend’s best friend to blow you? To suck your dick?”

“Yes, please.”

“You’re so close to coming Jon, it would be a waste of my talents, which are considerable.”

“Uhhhh”

“I give a great hand job, don’t I?”

“Yes” I muttered and she picked up the pace for a few more moments. Just as I felt my cum start to build up to the boiling point she leaned in and kissed the head. It felt magnificent. She looked me in the eye and opened her mouth in a wide smile.

“You’ve got a great cock Jon.” She pursed her lips and engulfed me, her warm wet mouth sliding all the way down my seven inches of shaft, and when I felt the back of her throat on my tip, and her lips at my base, I knew I would explode any second. I was too out of it to warn her but she knew it too, and before I got even a bubble in her mouth she’d pulled back off and reinitiated her light carefree style of stroking for a second until I raised my hips and the stroking lost all hint of sweetness, leaving only a the fierce, tight pumping of a girl on a mission and after a few of these I erupted with a vengeance. My first blast, a long thick glob, slammed her across the face from the base of her hairline to the bottom of her opposite cheek. She smirked and wrinkled her nose, shutting her eyes, but she kept on stroking violently, holding my rod like it was a paddle in the rapids. The next few reached her face as well, leaving her totally and completely facailized, and the last couple of blasts splattered her tits with a clearer fluid. It had been awhile since I’d last come, and she looked like she’d been bathed in Vaseline by the time my last few efforts dropped onto her breasts, running down her nipples and onto her stomach. She let out a little sigh as I came down from it and I realized she had just cum too. I never would have guessed she was such a cumslut. She kept jerking my softening meat for a good minute before she gave up on coaxing anything else out of there.

“Feel better, Jon?” She wiped up what she could with her hands and sucked it down her throat, all while looking into my eyes with a sly grin.

“Yes.” I muttered.

“Please don’t tell Jen. I just couldn’t help myself. We’ve known each other so long it was bound to happen eventually. I can see how much I turn you on and I know you guys haven’t been going at it as much any more. Try to think of it as a favor between friends, no strings. Now you won’t be tempted to cheat on her”. This girl sure could rationalize.

“It’s okay. Our little secret.”

“She’s expecting me, so I better get going. Don’t tell. Our secret. Maybe you can let me know the next time you need some relief, huh?”

“Okay.” I answered.

She stood up, wiped what was left of my cum off her face and tits, put her bikini top back on winked at me. She had only been in the house a few minutes and she walked back out of the room as quickly as she’d cum. Come. I decided would need relief again soon.

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It had been a long hard week. Thirteen, fourteen hour days in the office every day and zero ‘me’ time. So come Saturday morning, Chrissie had been looking forward to spending a little more time at the spa than the forty five minutes on the treadmill each day she had managed so far this week.

She’d particularly been hoping to strike up a conversation with the hot looking new guy. He’d been working out most days she’d been in but her manic schedule just hadn’t allowed any time to dally and flirt.

Just her luck, of course, that today, with the working week over – the big presentation made – and with time on her hands and headspace to spare, that he was nowhere to be seen.

Still, she had managed to get in a relaxing swim after her spin class and now she is looking forward to a nice long session in the sauna and then a shower.

As she walks into the sauna with a towel wrapped around her otherwise naked body, she is pleased to see there’s plenty of room to stretch out. In fact there is only one other person in there. And Yay!, it’s him… the new guy!! He’s lying on his back, a towel around his waist and one rolled up under his head. His eyes are closed and when Chrissie says a friendly “Hi” in her sexiest voice, his lack of response suggests that he’s dozed off.

Chrissie tries again to get his attention, this time with a cough that even she can’t make sound sexy, but still no response. So she sits down on the hot pine slats and stretches her legs out.

Closing her eyes and letting out a long sigh she tries to relax and ignore the fact that her streak of crappy luck seems to be continuing after all as she finds herself alone and half naked with the New Hot Guy and he’s just lying there fast asleep!

After a few moments of concerted deep and slow breathing, Chrissie opens her eyes. Almost immediately they glance across at the front of the towel around Hot Guy’s waist. There’s a distinct bulge going on there.

She watches his face as he sleeps. He seems to be in quite a deep one. So, very slowly she parts her thighs and slips her hand between her legs. She is feeling şişli escort so fucking horny all of a sudden.

She strokes her pussy lips and parts them slightly with a finger. Then that finger finds her clit. She rubs it gently, giving it a little squeeze that makes her shudder, all the time her eyes on his face, checking that he doesn’t wake from his slumber, but secretly wishing he would. Imagining what would happen if he woke to find her with her fingers spreading herself in front of him.

Getting more and more turned on at the thought of being caught like this by this total stranger asleep in front of her, she brazenly spreads her legs wider, placing a foot up on the bench next to Hot Guy, her fingers moving faster now.

She loves the thought that her shaven wet pussy would be staring him straight in the face if he woke up now. Her other hand comes down to help the pleasuring she’s giving herself. Two fingers dipping in and out of her wet swollen sex as fingers from the other hand rub quickly at her throbbing clit.

Hot Guy doesn’t seem to be waking, though the smell of her sex is starting to fill the tiny hot chamber and it seems to be having quite an effect. He appears to be having a sexy dream as he starts to murmur slightly and Chrissie is sure she can see his cock thickening and stretching under his towel. She moves closer to investigate. Sure enough she can see the outline of his hardness, lying against his stomach. She reaches out and traces its contours through the towel with a single long fingernail.

Hot Guy murmurs and shifts, his groin moving instinctively in response to her touch. Her finger repeats the action and soon she is teasing her fingers gently up and down his cock through the towel, urging it to grow to its full length. Her other hand is busy now between her own legs.

She takes a deep breath and reaches for the corner of the towel across his lap and begins to peel it off slowly. Inch by inch she reveals first his toned stomach and then his pubes. Her eyes are on his face as she pulls the towel back to reveal more of him.

His eyes are fatih escort still closed but his mouth is open. She gives one last tug as the towel catches on his cock, lifting it up, and then it pulls free and his hard cock falls back, slapping against his firm stomach.

Her fingers are back on his cock immediately, tracing those same lines up and down it but now her nails are running up and down the bare skin of his shaft, teasing his swollen knob.

Chrissie kneels up next to him on the bench now – one hand on his cock, the other frantically fingering herself. She takes her fingers from deep inside her sopping wet pussy and trails them across his lips.

Those fingers leave his open mouth and trace down across his chest and stomach, playing with a small pool of sweat that has formed on his chest as they go.

Bobbing her head, Chrissie gently licks some pre cum with the tip of her tongue as it oozes out of the swollen cock in her hands. Looking down at the beautiful cock that she is now wanking slowly, she thinks about taking it in her mouth. But her pussy is throbbing so much that she simply straddles Hot Guy and presses his knob against her pouting pussy lips.

She is so wet that she just slides down on to it taking him right in up to the hilt. He gasps and opens his eyes. For a second he flounders, waking from whatever dream he was having. His hands fly out to the sides as if to steady himself in a rocking boat. Chrissie stares him straight in the eyes though and doesn’t miss a beat as, hands on his chest, she raises her pussy off his cock, almost all the way off, before sliding herself right down again.

His eyes ar open as wide as they can be now as he takes in her firm naked body grinding on top of him. He looks down to see his cock appearing and disappearing as Chrissie rides him slowly. He reaches up and puts his hands on her hips and with this tacit approval Chrissie relaxes and her eyes close now as she savours the experience of being full with his cock, riding him with long firm movement of her hips back and forth.

He reaches up and takes her nipples escort levent between his fingers, rolling them gently then pulling harder on them as Chrissie moans at his touch. Her rhythm quickens as she feels an orgasm approaching, she looks down at him. His eyes are on hers as he plays with her tits, helping her reach her climax.

All of a sudden he sits up and swings her round, so that his back is against the sauna wall, his legs dangling down over the side of the bench. His mouth is on her breasts now, biting, chewing on her hard nipples as she rides him hard. She feels his hands on her buttocks and then a few short sharp slaps on her arse. God she is close to coming.

Then she feels his fingers parting her ass cheeks, probing. They find her butthole, wet with her pussy juices and suddenly one finger and then another slip easily inside her. Oh fuck that’s it!! She can feel herself coming. Her hands are grabbing at his shoulders and his head as she cums.

Her pussy tightens its grip on his big cock as she continues to ride him and she hears muffled moans coming from somewhere between her breasts where his face is buried. A guttural grunt and a flood of sticky fluids gushing inside of her tells her that he is cumming too.

She slips off his lap and kneels in front of him. His cock is still hard, it being seconds since his eruption, and small drops of cum are still slowly pumping out of it. She starts lapping at his cock, licking both her pussy juices and his spunk from it. She grasps the shaft, at the base, in her hand and squeezes so that every last drop of his cum oozes out. She licks his cock clean, and then straddling him again kisses him hard and deep on the mouth. This is the first time they have kissed and their mouths are full of their mingled emissions.

“Chrissie.” she says quietly but confidently, smiling as she breaks the kiss.

“Kyle.” he replies hesitantly. He looks like he can’t quite believe what has happened.

“Well Kyle, best cover yourself up now, sounds like people are coming,” she says as she wraps the towel around her and ties it in place, then hops down from the bench and heads for the door.

The door opens and she exchanges pleasantries with a couple she is on nodding terms withas they enter the sauna and then she leaves for the shower, a huge smile etched right across her face.

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My wife laid in bed, snuggled into the sheets and pillows like every other morning. Although this morning was her morning. The baby was spending a few days with her brother across town, so this was the first night in a long time sleep was uninterrupted. I woke up first and did my morning ritual. Bathroom, shower, breakfast, took the dog out…the usual list checked off.

I walked back into the room and she was sprawled out, taking over the area I just recently slept in. Seeing the rises in the sheet where her breasts were got me thinking, how could I make this day start so well, she would be happy all day? I knew what I could do. Start her day with a rocking orgasm she would remember all day!

My wife is a beautiful 5 foot 2 Greek woman. Long brown wavy hair, 36C breasts, and a sexy neck I just can’t keep my lips off of. She doesn’t mean to, but she embodies sex to me. When we are together, all I want to do is squeeze her breasts and kiss her lips…when full full on sex isn’t an option of course. She’s my perfect woman.

As I re-entered the room, the door creaked a little and she shuffled beneath the covers. I walked over to her side and placed a hand on her hip. With a soft sigh she gave me a smile with a moan. She always loved being touched lightly. I ran my hand down the length of her thigh as she gave me vocal approval.

“Good morning love,” I said softly taking a seat beside her.

“Hi baby,” she softly answered back. “Sleep well?”

“I did. How about you?”

“Wonderful,” she assured me. “I feel so relaxed.”

“Good,” I replied and I started rubbing her thigh again. Caressing the top of it as I moved from her waist down to her knee and back.

“That feels good.”

I took my other hand and began to move it back and forth across her upper stomach, just barely teasing the bottom of her breasts as I passed. She closed her eyes and moaned again, moving her body into a position that gave me better access to my rubbing areas. I kept rubbing her thigh, but now began including her chest in between her boobs in my passes.

Her nipples were starting to harden up, so I knew she was loving it. I moved my upper thigh motions to the inner thigh…passing less than an inch from her magic spot. She always loved the light tease. She opened her eyes and looked right into mine with love. She was the type that could say more with a look than a thousand words.

I leaned in and kissed her lips gently. She began to radiate the passion I had loved to see. I kissed her lips, then the side of her face. I kissed her neck, then her collarbone which tickles her a little…but brings a smile to her face every time. I cupped her left breast and grazed my lips where it began to rise. In my hand, I could feel her nipple push. My tongue began to run slow circles around it, outlining her round areola.

I gave her sucking kisses; surrounding her nipple completely with my lips, then sucking as I pulled my lips straight off it. Meanwhile down below, my other hand began searching her pussy. With a finger, I traced the outline of her lips…stopping at he clit for a little extra attention. She had reached up and taken control of my head with her hands, rubbing one hand kağıthane escort across the top, and the other placed on the back of my head.

With my now free hand, I reached down and unbuttoned my boxers…letting my semi-hard dick out for air. She always tells me how much she loves my dick…in those words. I was the longest and thickest she’d ever had. I measure 8 1/2 inches in length, and as thick as the core of a roll of toilet paper.

With a finger, I ran circles around her clit…straying only momentarily to poke inside her for lubrication. I was determined to make this morning all about her. Continuing the duo of my soft nipple kisses and finger stimulation, I climbed on the bed; one knee between her legs and the other on her side. My penis hung down, teasing the inside of her thigh. I thicken up before lengthening when I get hard.

She reached down and grabbed my hand from between her legs, and sucked my finger…tasting herself with an ‘mmmm’. That’s usually her sign to me that she’s wet enough. After releasing my finger, I squeezed both her breasts, taking turns kissing and sucking each nipple. She reached down and tugged on my thickness, almost pulling the extra inches out.

Then she stuck two fingers inside herself and lubed me up with a grin. She had such magic hands…even though I have a strong upward curve, she glides up and down my shaft like I’m as straight as a pole. With a new tug, she positioned the head of my dick just outside her lips, peeking it just inside to moisten me up. With another tug, she was pulling me in. I obliged her and push forward, gently inserting 4 inches back and forth across her G-spot.

“Oooh,” she moaned, cutting a breath short.

I kept passing the G-spot with every slow thrust, her matching a moan with every pass. Before long, she was reaching down, grabbing ahold of my exposed shaft trying to pull more in. She was soaking wet, so I knew this would be no problem. I increased my thrusting speed and depth a little more with each thrust until I was fucking her deep.

Every inch in and only halfway out with each thrust. Only the thickness of my shaft was touching her G-spot now, but he feeling up my big dick filling her with each thrust was building her orgasm fast. Her breathing and moaning was becoming erratic, her eyes closed and head to the side.

“Oh yeah,” she moaned, “don’t stop, just like that!”

Our bodies rocked in motion, only the slam of my crotch moved her. All 8 plus inches of me was buried with every thrust. She reached up and twisted her nipples. I loved watching her squeeze and play with her breasts during sex. She massaged and pressed her boobs as fast as she could as she neared climax.

Her breath stopped for only a second as her head rose from the pillow, and her hands slammed into the sheets.

“Ahh, ahh,” she squealed, rushing her head back into pillow. Her hands clenched up bunches in the sheets and I greatly increased my thrusts. She pulled up the sheets she had grabbed and buried her face in them, muffling her moans as I pumped her orgasm to the moon. She kept moaning and moaning with every thrust. For a good 15 seconds we kept pace.

“Oh god! Fuck! şişli escort Fuuuuck… Oh yeah,” she trumpets. Once her reactions lost pace with my thrusts, I slowed. She pulled the sheets covering her face away. Her head sat sank into the pillow, her hair frazzled and partially covering the smile she glowed for me, “Mmmmm…” was all she could say as she stared up at me, her breasts gently swaying in rhythm with my slow thrusts.

I leaned down and kissed her, she was so gorgeous. She kissed my cheek, lightly touching my ear lobes.

“Lay down,” she whispered in my ear.

I sat back up, pulling myself out of her with a small hum from her as I exited. Once my dick was clear, she wrapped her hand around it and slowly stroked as we switched spots. She straddled my upper thighs and began pumping my shaft. Not about to let her finish me off, I pulled her down on me. Our bodies laid together, I kissed her neck with soft licks. I slid my knees between her legs and moved her waist over my still full erection.

I thrust myself up a bit, pushing my head back inside her. I pushed her body back, allowing myself deeper inside her. She sat up and began to sway her body back and forth. I pushed her further down until I was completely inside her. She rode me slowly, reaching up and running her fingers through her hair.

Abruptly, she stopped with an, “Ow!”

“You ok?” I asked.

“Yeah, your dick is longer than usual this morning babe,” she chuckled.

“I wonder why,” I joked.

“Oh, shut up!” she laughed as she resumed her rocking. She realized I was admiring her, and started massaging her breasts. They rise and bulged with every squeeze, a sight I could only stare and drool at. I’m a total tit man, I love them…I think about them all day, every day.

She rocked and moaned as my inches moved around inside her. Faster and faster she rode me, until she collapsed forward; her hands flat against my chest, her head leaned forward…eyes closed in an orgasmic trance. Her nails dug into my chest as she exhaled to match her inside muscles unclench.

“Listen to my little kitten purr!” I laughed.

“Mmmmmmm,” she hummed as she opened her eyes and looked down at me. “Rowwrr!”

“So cute,” I replied with puckered lips as she came down for another kiss. I was till fully inside her, the head of my dick resting on her back wall.

She sat up as she dragged her claws gently down my stomach. “Right here,” she pointed at her stomach, just above her belly button, “That’s where you are,” she said as she bit her lip in a smile.

“You like that, huh?” I answered.

“Oh yeah,” she replied in a slow groan through her bit lip smile. She ran her hands back up my stomach, past my chest and leaned in for another kiss, letting me halfway out.

“Turn over on your back,” I requested.

“On top of you?”

“Yes, lay on your back, on me.”

She did as told and was now resting her butt on my waist. My dick slid by her pussy lips as I reached down to guide it in. She moaned a little as it entered; and a little more as I pushed her down to let it in further. Then I pulled her back down to my chest and massaged her tits, giving her nipples escort istanbul light squeezes as I gripped.

She turned her head sideways to meet my lips and rocked as we kissed. The underside of my curve was tantalizing her G-spot and before long, she was breathing heavy again. I call her ‘my little orgasm machine’. Once she gets anywhere near one, she turns into a crazed animal until she’s collapsed on the bed…dizzy and satisfied. She rocked back and forth; between the interior stimulation, and me squeezing her tits, she was lost in orgasm land yet again.

“Mmm, mmm, yeah, mmm, oh, mmm,” was all I heard as she rocked herself off again. She calmed herself and laid there. Arms dropped to the side, allowing me all the boob squeezes and neck kisses I could have. I softly rubbed her tits as she chuckled in delight.

“Wonderful,” she sighed. After a short rest time, she spoke up, “now its your turn.”

“My turn, huh?” I said with a smile.

“Yep, your turn.”

She leaned up and forward into reverse cowgirl position. With me still inside her, she lifted up a little, exposing about 4 inches of my shaft. Making an ‘ok’ ring around my base, she moved up and down until I was fully hard again.

“Just lay back and enjoy the show,” she cooed.

She leaned forward, and slowly ran her pussy up and down the top half of my dick. It felt so good, as she was basically jacking me off with her pussy. I pushed my head back into the pillow and did as I was told. The world disappeared, except for what felt like getting a blow job from a deep and warm mouth.

I opened my eyes and looked down. Her ass was jumping up and down on my waist like it was a trampoline. My pole acting like a guide stick. I was building fast. By instinct, I thrust up a little as she came down.

“Ouch!” she said as she stopped and turned her head towards me. “Don’t do that…too big,” she squeezed out between her winded breaths.

I let my waist back down and she continued. Pumping up and down, up and down. I was reaching the point of no return; between the tightness of her insides and the expectation of feeling, it wouldn’t be long.

“Tell me when,” she said as she kept bouncing away.

I began to moan in rhythm with her motions and my dick stiffened up. She reacted quickly and pulled up and off of me, her butt landing just above my belt line. She reached down, took hold of my shaft and pumped it franticly. In one body spasm, my stiffness let up and I shot all over her. Over and over about 6 times, cum shot from my dick as she hammered it. It flew across her tits, streamed down her tummy and some at the base of her neck. She soaked herself down with my hose and seemed to be loving it.

When I was done shooting, she slid her ass up my chest and sucked my dick slowly…cleaning it off. She knows I love how that feels, being sucked after cumming. It sent sensations down my legs and to my arms. She continued running her lips up and down for a good minute until my shaft flopped limp to the side. She slid back to my waist, our bodies separated like a sticky mess.

“Thank you baby,” she slapped my thigh like someone patting your back after a job well done.

“Thank YOU!” I answered back.

“Next time, I wake YOU up like this,” she said as she jumped off the bed onto the floor. “Shower time, care to join me?”

“Yep, be in there in a sec,” I rose from the bed as I heard the water turn on.

What a good start to this morning!

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