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I was lying down, somewhere between asleep and awake, waiting for you to come to bed. The book I’d been reading was resting beside me, when at last you walked in the room. I smiled, ready to cuddle with you, breathe in your scent and drift off together and opened my arms for you. I don’t know what it was, but something was different in your gaze as you approached me. Curiosity got the better of me, and as I sat up, I softly asked what was on your mind..

The slow grin spreading across your face was anything but innocent, piquing my interest.

“You,” you whispered, your lips scant centimeters from my ear. I shuddered at this, and turned to kiss you.

We’d kissed before, and kissed often, but there was an x factor present tonight that took my breath away. I knew you loved me of course, as we’d been together almost a year and you constantly found ways to show and tell me so, but physical intimacy just hadn’t happened yet. You were still a virgin, and I respected that, so I never pushed the issue. But tonight, it seemed, something had changed.

The shoulder strap on my white silk nightgown slipped down my shoulder of its own accord, and its antics did not escape your notice. Soon your lips were skimming the now exposed skin, then trailing up to my neck. I felt a kind of inner fire ignite at your ministrations, and a thrill raced up and down my spine. My eyebrows raised in surprise when you put your mouth, teeth and tongue to use against the soft skin there. A low moan was beyond my control to repress, and the implication was not lost on you.

Your hands slowly started to explore my body, from where they had been residing at my hip and nape respectively, the fabric of my nightgown causing delicious friction. I felt the article of clothing gradually being lifted off of me, and your fingertips skittered over my warm flesh as you gently pressed me down onto the center of the bed.

Words were lost on my tongue as you then came back up to kiss me thoroughly. I think I was drunk, intoxicated in and by you. I murmured your name through unsteady lips, occasionally nibbling on your lower lip or sucking it delicately. My system was tumultuous, roiling with the storm you’d created within me.

Awakening at last, my fingers trailed through your short, spiky, brown hair, and I looked into your eyes for a long moment, seeing only love and desire there. I admit, I was surprised. Normally so collected, you were total chaos inside, and it spoke to me too. I pulled you close, reveling in each caress as if it were my first time too, because with you, it felt that way. So sweet, innocent almost, careful and one of the most intimate experiences of my life. bursa evi olan escort Yet again love, you stopped my thought pattern dead in its tracks.

My eyes held the questions I couldn’t seem to ask of you. ‘What on earth had happened? Not that I was complaining, rather quite the contrary,’ I mused, surrendering to the feline sounds of pleasure emanating from the back of my throat as your exploratory tongue touched upon my nipple for the first time. I so strongly wanted to know what had caused this change in you, but yet again, my voice failed me. Perhaps for now our bodies were enough communication.

“You’re wearing far too much clothing,” I said playfully, hoping to be able to touch you too. And for once, I wasn’t faced with resistance.

“Whatever you say love,” you replied, pausing to let me relieve you of those hindrances as well.

My pleasure at your response overrode the shock, so I began to unbutton your favorite black dress shirt, peeling away the barriers between us. I started to nuzzle your neck, placing nipping kisses there as I tugged the undershirt out of your pants. It slid over your head, and our eyes locked just before our lips did, and I made quick work of your sports bra.

“See?” I said in a low voice, breathy from the encounter so far, “It’s taking me far longer to undress you than it did you, me,” I teased, now unbuckling your pants and moving them past your hips and legs. With a soft thud, they joined the growing pile of clothing on the floor. “There, now we’re even,” I muttered into your ear, as we were both now only wearing underwear.

‘My turn,’ I thought, covering your lips, cheeks, neck and collarbone with kisses, licks, and little bites. Slinking down your now quivering body, I breathed cool air over your attentive nipples, flicking them gently with my tongue. And oh your reaction was perfect. A low gasp, then a harsh arch of your back, followed by your hands in my hair encouraged me to continue. I smiled against your skin, before biting them gently, and sucking softly. You very nearly moaned at that, then lightly pushed me back down, reasserting your position as the operative aggressor. I didn’t mind, I loved it when you get authoritative with me.

Finding myself on my back, I fidgeted somewhat when you only looked at me for a time.

“It’s alright Princess,” you said huskily, before finally lowering yourself to me, and letting your hands renew their inquisition of my form.

I could only shiver and press against you, yearning for more contact, for more of you. You kiss me deeply again, and the taste of you lingers as you return to my neck, the little nips a altıparmak escort bit harder now. My body bucks at that, and my arms come around you, tossing my head side to side when your mouth claims a nipple, reciprocating what I had done to you. You suck a little harder before switching over to the other breast and giving it the same attention.

I started to grow impatient, wanting and needing more by now, and a free hand of your inches its way down my side, finally reaching my thigh, stroking it up and down, teasing me further. I could feel you smile at my considerable sexual frustration, and at last you started to kiss your way down my torso, pausing just above my now soaked lace and silk panties. My breathing was so labored by then, and you said that my eyes were clouded over for the want of you. I struggled to restrain myself, but lost all self-control when your questing fingers met my sex. I nearly jumped off the bed, but your strong hands kept me grounded.

With both hands you removed my panties, almost reverently, keeping our gazes linked as you did so. Once more, I was going under, falling in love with you all over again. None had ever been so tender or thorough with me, treating me like some thing precious, or their “love” for me so clearly stamped across their face. I guess that’s what makes you so special.

You slowly started to massage the aching apex of my sex, and I moaned softly, rocking my hips against you. Agonizingly slowly, you built up speed, friction, and pressure, and I’d have exploded right then and there if not for the fact that we both wanted things to last far longer than that. Showing me no mercy, you kissed my hip as you slid a finger inside of me. My entire body was attuned to everything you were doing at that point, and I was in my own little world until the second joined the first. I was stretched around your fingers, so hesitant and unsure at first, but quickly you gained confidence when I all but screamed your name.

“Do you like that?” you asked me, your voice strained as well, but still managing to taunt me, pushing my mind even as your hands were pushing my body to its limits. However, that’s also one of the reasons why I love you so much. Tease.

The only answer you received was a sharp intake of air, and me biting into my lip to prevent from waking the neighbors. Satisfied though apparently, you continued stroking in all the right places and a wicked grin framed your lips. Your head was between my legs, my highest guarded secrets before you. Your tongue glided along the folds of skin found there, and my hands quickly went to the back of your head, keeping you close, while one gemlik escort raked nails all along your back, neck, and shoulders.

I was temporarily relieved of my sanity when your lips closed around the tiny bundle of nerves there and I felt you start to suck gently. My hips worked themselves into a frenzy in effort to keep up with your increasingly rapid fingers and tongue. The moans grew louder, only causing you to go faster, deeper, harder. It was a perfect rate of exchange, crescendo for crescendo, the louder I got, the closer you brought me to oblivion.

I was panting, desperate for you, when your free hand met mine and squeezed it, holding onto me as you shot me over the edge with a series of rapid flicks of your tongue and hard thrusts of your likely drenched fingers, your name of my lips, along with a certain phrase you seem so fond of.

It’s a wonder you didn’t drown, but at that moment I could do little more than kiss you back lightly when you slid up and kissed me. I collapsed back, breathless, into you, and heard your heart beating as furiously as my own.

“I love you,” you murmured as you nuzzled my cheek lovingly, a hand rising up to brush away the errant tears streaking down my face.

“I love you too,” I whispered, shaking my head. Now was not the time to cry, but of course you noticed.

“Is something wrong?” you asked immediately.

“No, no love, everything’s perfect. It’s just,” I paused,” I’ve just never experienced something like that before. You were, amazing, and I just didn’t know that something like that actually existed. But I have to ask” I cuddled closer to you, close wasn’t close enough. “What was it that caused this tonight?” I asked.

You smirked at me, you’re famous for that you know? “Well I think it was that I was away from you for too long (3 months), and I have to confess, “you paused, “I really liked that nightgown on you. There’s something else you’re thinking, I can tell,” you finished, tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear.

I giggled somewhat, “And,” I continued,” I think I just learned the definition of making love,” I said more seriously, eyes locked on yours all the while.

Your lips met mine again, and your smile was soft as you interlaced our fingers again, before bringing my hand up, and kissing it too. “I’m so in love with you,” you said, having the common sense to pull the blankets around us,” And I’ve found that I like expressing it in every way possible.”

My reply was mostly incoherent, as exhaustion was taking over for a time, but I had said,”I love you, and am in love with you too koi.”

We laid there entwined for a time, however, eventually I did recover, and when I did, it was your turn to lose yourself in ecstasy like I did. We didn’t get any sleep that night, but I don’t think we’ve ever been so content.

The End

Side note: In case I didn’t make it perfectly clear, yes, it’s between two women.

And koi means love in Japanese.

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Two weeks after I taped my girlfriend Gina having sex with a lesbian named Emily who signed up for our homemade porn business, she called her, saying she got the DVD of the session and loved it. Gina put her on speaker, wanting me to listen, as she said she accepted Gina’s discounted offer for another sex session. Gina and I grinned as she asked when she planned to come, then she said she wanted to do it at her place, an apartment in Chelsea, about 15 minutes away by subway. I asked why as she said she had an idea for a scene where she and Gina had sex on a table. We did not have one that could support them, but she did in her living room. Gina was hesitant having never been to Emily’s place or having sex outside our bedroom before, but I told her to go for it, saying a change of scenery for our videos would be nice. She agreed and Emily gave us her address and set up a date for us.

When we got there, she took us to the living room and discussed the scene with Gina as I set up our cameras. I noticed a lot of dolls and figurines on shelves and atop furniture and asked Emily about them. She said they were her dad’s and she wanted them to look like they were watching her and Gina have sex in the scene. Though finding it weird I did not question her. As the scene took bursa escort bayan place after they showered together, they went to the restroom to do that as I finished testing and setting my camera up.

I taped them entering the room in towels with their arms around each other and wet hairs and bodies. They went to a table, took off the towels so they were nude and kissed while feeling each other’s breasts, rears, and arms. They laid on the table with Emily atop still kissing. She kissed down Gina’s breasts and stomach, then stood on the floor and bent forward to go down on her and hold her hips as Gina shut her eyes, moaned and arched her back. I pointed my camera at her and zoomed from full shot to close-up to get Gina’s expression. Emily then went back atop her to kiss her. I realized at that point that I should have went behind Emily to record her nice, huge buttocks as she gave Gina oral. I was tempted to ask her to repeat the part, but did want to ruin the scene.

Gina kissed down her breasts and stomach as she moved up, sitting on her face to let her give her oral while feeling her hips. Emily shuts her eyes, moaned, bounced and rubbed her breasts. I took full-shots of this, then close-ups of Gina giving Emily oral görükle escort and her reaction. She got off and stood next to Gina, who sat up. I realized I should have filmed Gina’s vagina too as she had her knees bent and legs apart while sucking Emily, but again, did not want to break their scene.

They lip-locked and rubbed each other’s buttocks, vaginas and chests. Gina got off of the table and briefly stared at a smiling male figurine facing them, then kissed Emily, who lay on the table as Gina got atop her bending forward. The two giggled, with their feet on the floor, then again softly kissed and ran their hands down each other’s bodies. I zoomed from medium shot to close-up, then my camera battery died as I tried to get a close-up of Gina’s buttocks, upsetting me, as I wanted to film more, but Emily said we completed the scene.

It was short, but sweet. Emily said she had another scene to be in her restroom the next day and asked if Gina and I wanted to stay overnight, saying she would pay for it and her bed could fit all three of us. Unwilling to go home and come back Gina and I agreed. The women chose to stay nude the rest of the night since they slept like that anyway. It felt nice sleeping with two naked women as we held bursa escort bayan each other.

The next day, we went over Emily’s scene before I set my camera up in her bathroom. When I was ready, I yelled, “Action!” as Gina and Emily entered holding hands, locked the door, and kissed while moving to the wall with Gina on it. She kissed Emily’s neck and chin as Emily shut her eyes, gripping. Emily turned around as Gina knelt, lifted up her dress, and kissed and grabbed her buttocks. She orgasmed and held her head between her cheeks. She turned back, as Gina gave her oral, then kissed up her torso and chest under her dress. Gina came out of it and stood.

Emily kissed her neck and chin, holding her shoulders. She knelt and lifted up her tank top to kiss her chest and torso. Gina shut her eyes and moaned, then got on all fours on the floor. Lauren sat behind her, pulled down her shorts, sucked her vagina and kissed and grabbed her buttocks. Gina screamed. They sat on the floor, got in the scissoring position and grinded their vaginas on each other while bouncing, then lay on the floor, kissed and sucked each other’s hands, arms, and fingers, and yelled.

This was my first time I saw two women doing that and it turned me on, but the scene was cut short when the next-door neighbor banged on the wall and complained about the noise. We were upset we did not finish, but proud with what we had. Emily paid Gina and me after lunch, then we packed our stuff, bid farewell, hoping to do another scene with her soon, and went home as Gina said she loved lesbian sex.

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For Katie, who liked the pinpoint of light and adores wired bras.

* * * * *

The woman beside me was in her early sixties, well-dressed with a good figure, very slim and pious looking. She had spectacles and a sensuous mouth, but the area around her lips was heavily creased and somehow I had a feeling that she had once been a nun, perhaps later leaving the convent and getting married. I don’t know, she just had that look . Maybe she resembled some particular nun in the convent school I had attended, but I couldn’t remember. She was very reserved and read her book, “Some Tame Gazelle” by Barbara Pym for the first couple of hours of the journey. Later she lent me a magazine and I bought her a drink from the trolley. Then she bought us both a couple of miniatures. We spoke a little of our destination, Thailand, and chatted about previous holidays. She told me then, out of the blue and without any warning, that she had been in the Gambia last year and had paid for sex there.

My drink scalded my throat and I got a fit of coughing and she patted me gently on the back with her dainty wrist and the heel of her hand.

“It was very empowering,” she said in her precise voice, turning her rather beautiful grey eyes on me, “as a woman, I mean, to be able to have my pick of such a bunch of beautiful young men.”

She went on to tell me that she hoped to have a similar experience in Thailand.

“Although,” she said, “I have heard from a friend that the men there, though beautiful, are a little on the small size.”

I couldn’t quite believe I was hearing this and she sipped daintily at her drink and picked daintily at the knee of her expensive silk shantung skirt.

“I have quite a small clitoris,” she said, “and I like cock and plenty of it.”

I gulped bursa evi olan escort and spluttered into my drink as she went on to tell me how one of the men she had been with last year, a nineteen year old, had begged and pleaded and threatened to kill himself if she did not bring him back to England with her.

“I told him to go ahead,” she said. “I enjoyed the sex, but the idea of living with a man, any man, appals me. I made it quite clear to him that I used him just for sex and that was what he was paid for.”

She stared out reflectively at the darkness beyond the wing.

“Perhaps there are stupid women who fall for their lovers.”

She told me that she had had a dull marriage, had written an erotic book which made a lot of money when in her forties and, when her husband died, had found herself unexpectedly rich. She said that sex tourism was one of the greatest things that had happened to women in the past twenty years. The stewardesses were bringing around rugs and lights were being turned off and even the dull roar of the engines seemed to have quietened for the night.

When I awoke later she was not in her seat and when she still hadn’t come back twenty minutes later I looked back along the aisle. Partly covered by a rug, three rows away, a woman was sitting astride a man’s lap and quite obviously having intercourse with him. A lithe, elegant leg was stretched into the aisle and I could just make out a stocking top and see the occasional pinpoint of light reflecting from a steel garter-button as it moved rhythmically in the light from an overhead reading lamp.

Five minutes later she was back in her seat. She was glowing and the smell of sex off her was overpowering, her own musky odour as well as the other powerful altıparmak escort scent emanating from her plundered thighs and her panties which must have been sticky with semen. She looked at me and smiled, as though she was reading my mind. I know she must have noticed something when she was telling me about her beautiful young men.

“He was only twenty five,” she said. “If you see a young man in the morning who is trying to avoid my eye you will have identified my conqueror,”

She kept throwing me for loops, this woman. Then she said.

“The Thai girls are the sweetest in the world.”

So she knew. I stared at her open-mouthed. Then this extraordinary woman surprised me even further than I could have ever expected. She got out of her seat, took me by the hand and led me down the long aisle past the sleeping passengers to the tiny loo at the rear of the plane. She told me to undress and turned to fill the tiny basin with hot water. Then she reached under her skirt and pulled down a minuscule pair of black satin panties and put them to soak in the basin. She undressed quickly, revealing a slim unlined body the colour of fine bone china. I hesitated, but it seemed unmannerly to see her almost nude before me while I was still clothed and I began to unbutton my dress.

“I’ve had my meal and now I feel like dessert,” she said with a smile.

Her breasts were tiny in a wired lace bra and her stockings, which she left on, were clipped to narrow-strapped garters. She rinsed out her panties, wringing the water out of them, then used them to wipe between her legs. Then she sat on the closed toilet lid and invited me to straddle her lap. I rested my chin on her shoulder and felt my breath lifting the tiny greying tendrils of hair gemlik escort on the back of her neck. My breasts rested companionably on hers and she had one arm around my waist. With her free hand she ran her fingernail up and down my clitoris, judging the speed and the degree of moisture so cunningly that I found my lips begin to vibrate like a ‘cello string and my arousal was almost instant. I leaned back in an agony of desire, my body arched backwards with the top of my head pressing low down against the partition of the tiny loo while she vibrated me to orgasm with just that simple movement of her finger and fingernail. I came with a thin wail that was drowned in the sound of the plane’s engines.

“I’m sorry I don’t give head,” she said when I slipped off her lap to my knees and gratefully buried my head between her thighs. I had never tasted male semen before and the idea excited me as I lapped the briny nectar from her cunt lips, in ecstasy at the idea that this woman had seduced both a male and a female in the space of less than an hour. I was terrified I would be unable to satisfy her again so soon after her other lover, yet was so aroused myself still that I felt that this was impossible to believe. She lifted her elegant legs over my shoulders and I could feel the sheen of the nylons over her calves rest against my bare back as I knelt in her service on the stained tiles. I felt her garter buttons pressing against my shoulders and even the raised seam on the heels of her stockings which I sensed against the skin of my back, my flesh aching with desire for her, as though the memory of them would remain there for ever.. Then my mistress rewarded me a hundred times over with series of sharp intakes of breath, followed by a low, keening moan that went on and on as she flexed her inner thighs against my ears and lovingly squeezed my head between her elegant legs.

We dressed and returned to our seats. We shared a blanket and I slept with my head on her shoulder, she with her hand resting in my panties and gently masturbating me whenever she drifted up from sleep.

End.

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One autumn night, after 35 years of considering sexual activities to be mediocre, Julia’s sexual life changed forever. A friend invited her to a lingerie party, and Julia decided to go because she wanted to buy something comfortable to sleep in.

As Julia turned onto the street where the party was supposed to be, she saw a line of cars in front of a large 3 story home, and noticed her friend, Amy, standing outside the front door waiting. She saw Julia and waved, smiling. Julia quickly parked and crossed the yard, and they entered the warm house, escaping the chilly night air. The home was very welcoming, and there was a large number of women there, some socializing and some looking at products. Some looked as young as 18, but quite a few were around Julia’s age, maybe even in their 40’s. Julia saw that several women were dressed in various forms of lingerie.

“I don’t have to walk around in this stuff, do I?” she asked Amy.

“Not if you don’t want to,” Amy replied.

Julia shook her head. “No thanks, I’ll keep my clothes on.” She smirked.

She was extremely attractive – tall and thin, with dark hair, olive skin, and terrific breasts – but she had always been modest. She had dated a lot of men in college, but didn’t sleep with many of them. She married a man in her mid 20’s, but the marriage only lasted for a few years. She’d dated a few men since, but mostly focused on her career. She didn’t think about sex much. In her experience, it just hadn’t been that great. Even the guys she’d been with who she considered to be good in bed hadn’t made any lasting impressions.

Julia wasn’t aware of it, but she had never come close to having a truly mindblowing orgasm. She had never been with a lover who had really utilized every source of pleasure available on her body. Julia had extremely sensitive nipples – just the lightest touch of the tip of her nipple could bring incredible pleasure. But not a single man she’d been with had stimulated her nipples as a part of their sexual encounters. Julia knew that it felt nice when something brushed across her nipple. Sometimes when getting dressed, she relished in the feeling of the fabric lightly dragging over her nipples. But she had never even stimulated them when bringing herself to orgasm, which she didn’t do very often anyway. Julia’s clitoris was also extremely sensitive, but she used a vibrator, which quickly desensitized her clitoris and made it take quite a while to orgasm. When she finally did climax, the orgasm was mediocre. What Julia never realized was that her sensual parts needed a very light touch, not a harsh one. She just assumed she wasn’t capable of having powerful orgasms, and never explored other ways of creating them. For nearly 20 years, Julia had been missing out on incredible orgasms. Fortunately, that was about to change.

As Julia and Amy looked at various pieces of lingerie, a beautiful young girl approached them, smiling. “Hello, I’m Natalia,” she spoke in a slightly Russian accent.

“Nice to meet you,” replied both Amy and Julia.

“Nice to meet you too. I’m the host of the party. If there’s anything you need, just let me know.”

“Thank you,” said Amy, smiling. Natalia walked away, continuing to briefly greet other guests.

Amy and Julia browsed and chatted with other women for an hour or so, eventually going separate ways. Julia found several things she wanted to buy. One of the items was a short slip-like dress made of satin, and it was fairly expensive, so Julia wanted to be sure it fit before buying. She saw Natalia standing by herself looking through a few items, and she walked over. “Excuse me… Natalia, right?”

Natalia turned and smiled. “Yes. Have you found some things you like?”

“I found several actually, but I’m wondering if there’s a chance I can try on this one thing to make sure it fits me.”

“Of course. I can show you to one of the rooms. Follow me.”

Julia followed Natalia. She couldn’t help but admire the young woman’s body. Natalia wore a short skirt and corset-like top, made of some sort of lace fabric. Her long dark hair flowed down her back. It appeared that no one else was upstairs; all the rooms were dark. They went to the end of the hall and Natalia flicked on a dim light, entering. The room contained a few pieces of leather furniture, a pool table, and a bar. A huge mirro hung on one of the walls, and near it was a bamboo room divider.

“Let me make you a drink. Tell me what you like,” said Natalia.

Julia shrugged. “Sure. Thank you. I love rum, if you have it.”

Natalia nodded, heading to the bar. “You can go behind the room divider to try that on while I make them if you like.”

Julia hadn’t planned on having anyone else see her in these items. Maybe that’s how these things work, she thought. She didn’t want to offend one of the hosts, so she stepped behind the divider and began to undress. She heard Natalia pouring drinks. She put on the outfit and hesitated for a second, then stepped out in front of the mirror. She looked incredibly sexy in the piece she had chosen. It was a little chilly in the room, just enough that her long nipples hardened a bit and showed through orhangazi escort the thin fabric. Had it been bright in the room, she may have quickly stepped behind the divider again, but it was dim.

She heard Natalia behind her. “Wow. You look incredible in that piece.” She walked over and handed Julia one of the glasses, taking a drink from her own.

“Thank you… for the compliment and the drink.” She laughed and gulped down a bit of the drink, looking back in the mirror.

“Not to be forward, but… you have lovely breasts. Your nipples… are very inviting.” She stepped forward, and Julia could tell in the reflection that Natalia was gazing directly at her breasts.

This comment surprised Julia. She wasn’t sure what to say. “Uh… thank you.” She saw Natalia observing her body. Rather than feeling embarrassed, she felt proud that this gorgeous woman was admiring her. Julia drank a bit more. “I think I’m going to buy it.”

Natalia walked to a stand nearby and turned on a machine that started to play some kind of trip-hop music at a low level. “Just out of curiosity,” she said, sitting down on one of the leather sofas, “have you ever been to one of these parties?”

“No,” she Julia. She walked to a leather chaise and sat down. “Is it that obvious?” She smirked.

“No, I’m just curious. This is the first one I’ve hosted around here. I love these parties. I guess I am just quite appreciative of the female body and encourage women to accessorize it in ways that show off their beauty.”

“I think that’s great,” replied Julia. “It’s always good to have a few things that make you feel truly sexy. Even if you don’t have a lover.” She laughed.

“No lover would be a tragedy. You should at least have a friend to have fun with. You know… to bring you a little pleasure now and then.”

“Ah, penises aren’t all they’re cracked up to be, in my opinion.”

Natalia smirked. “Sometimes not. That’s one reason why I started turning to my female friends for real satisfaction.”

Julia was again caught off guard. She looked down at her drink. “That I’ve never done.”

“You’ve never played around a little with a girlfriend, just to see what it would be like?”

“Nope. Straight as an arrow.” Julia used a friendly tone of voice, not wanting to offend Natalia if she was a lesbian.

Natalia laughed a little. “So am I. I’m married to a man. Experimenting with the pleasure of another girl’s touch doesn’t make you gay.”

Julia looked up. “Yeah, maybe you’re right.” She hadn’t really considered that idea. But the thought of two girls together didn’t disgust or bother her either. She just hadn’t thought of it as something a girl would do unless she preferred woman in general. Maybe that was why she never considered that option. On a few occasions in college, while drinking at a party a female stranger would try to get Julia to come into a bedroom to “have some fun,” but she had turned them down, laughing it off. And now here she was, years after college… drinking at a party. She looked down at her empty glass. The drink had been strong, and she realized she felt just a slight wave of euphoria, the beginning of a nice buzz.

Natalia spoke in a sultry voice. “I know this may sound odd, but I am curious if I can see your breasts. I just truly appreciate lovely breasts, and I can’t stop wondering what they look like.”

This was a startling request, but somehow the idea of this young girl viewing her breasts didn’t seem so odd. After all, she was at a lingerie party. Some woman exposed themselves without being asked. Now this gorgeous young Russian girl wanted to see her body. There really wasn’t any harm in showing her. “Okay. Sure.”

Natalia climbed down from the sofa and rested on her knees in front of Julia, finishing her drink and setting it aside. Julia put her empty glass down, and she let each spaghetti strap drop off her shoulders. Then she pulled the soft fabric down slowly, hesitating for a few seconds, and slid it over her breasts. The fabric felt amazing as it slid over her nipples, and Julia exhaled a little. Her breasts were now exposed. She had a C cup. Her areola was dark and her nipples were large and rather long, which is why they’d shown through the fabric so prominently.

“Oh wow,” whispered Natalia. “They’re absolutely gorgeous. Your nipples are incredible.”

Julia laughed. “Thank you.”

“Are they sensitive?” Natalia asked.

“Extremely.”

“You must love to touch them when you’re pleasuring yourself.”

“I never do, actually. My hands are usually occupied by the vibrator. It takes a while, but it gets the job done.”

Natalia looked up. “No one’s ever done it to you?”

Julia shrugged. “The guys I’ve been with loved to grab them. But it doesn’t really do anything for me.”

“Oh no,” said Natalia. “That is such a waste.” She returned her gaze to Julia’s nipples. “Can I show you what I mean?”

“What… like touch them?”

Natalia smirked. “Not just touch them. I mean show you how fully they can be pleasured.”

Julia might have ordinarily felt uncomfortable and left the room, but the euphoric nilüfer escort feeling of the rum was settling in, and she felt at ease. So much that hearing Natalia say that was oddly erotic. Maybe it was a combination of the rum, the dim room, the sexy music playing quietly, and the fact that her breasts were bare and a sexy young girl was looking at them with lust. Julia hadn’t had anyone touch her for quite a while. She hadn’t even touched herself for a few months because she’d been busy with work. Now, she felt herself becoming aroused at the thought of this girl doing things to her body.

“Oh my God… I’ve never done anything like that. I don’t know how I’ll feel about it.”

“Let me try, and if you don’t like it I can stop. No harm done.” Even Natalia’s accent seemed erotic now. Before Julia could even respond, Natalia said, “just close your eyes for a moment. It won’t take long. I just want to try something.”

Natalia was very convincing. Julia hesitated, not knowing what Natalia was going to do, but took a breath and closed her eyes. Natalia leaned closer and gently let her fingers glide over the sides of Julia’s breasts. Just this initial contact made Julia shiver. Natalia’s fingers began to make wide circles around Julia’s nipples, touching so lightly she almost wasn’t making contact at all. Julia was immediately overwhelmed by how good this light touch felt. It was very different from the harsh grabbing done by the men she’d been with. This was sensual, and it seemed that every nerve ending in her breasts were activated as Natalia’s fingers passed over them. She continued to make these wide circles, and then Julia realized that the circles were becoming smaller, getting closer and closer to her nipples. Her breathing quickened, and she tightened her grip on the edge of the chaise. The closer Natalia’s fingers came to Julia’s nipples, the better it felt. Soon, she was circling directly around the nipple, using her fingers to lightly trace the outline of the areola. Julia felt her nipples tingle in anticipation of being the next thing touched. Natalia circled slowly around the areola for a moment.

“Your nipples are so long. I can’t imagine how sensitive they must be. This is probably going to feel so good… I’m going to take one into my mouth now.”

Before Julia could even process what Natalia had said, she felt Natalia’s soft, slick tongue make contact with her right areola and begin to circle the nipple lightly. Her tongue grazed the very outside of Julia’s long nipples, and the nerve endings exploded with pleasure. Julia stiffened, tightly clutched the edge of the chaise, and moaned involuntarily. “Ohh…” She was instantly overwhelmed by this feeling. It felt so good. Her nipple was so extremely sensitive, and Natalia’s slick tongue circling it made it tingle with intense pleasure. She circled and circled, and then after a moment, she let her smooth, slick tongue glide over the tip of the nipple. This caused such an intense wave of pleasure in the nipple that Julia cried out, “oh, God!” and her head fell back, her mouth open. Natalia’s tongue slid around and over the nipple several more times, and Julia made another pleasure-filled moan, and then took a breath and released it with a shuddering sound.

Natalia then began this same routine on Julia’s left nipple. Julia took shaky breaths as Natalia’s tongue began to swirl around the areola, then after a moment, she let it glide again over the tip of the nipple, then around and over it interchangably, touching so lightly. Julia moaned again, louder this time. “Oh my God… oh my God…”

Natalia continued to pleasure the left nipple for a couple minutes, and then finally sat up again.

“Would you like me to stop?”

Julia’s breathing was quick and shuddered, and she finally brought her head back up. Her eyes looked a little glazed.

Natalia continued. “If you don’t want me to stop, I would be more than happy to bring you pleasure for quite a while tonight.”

The sound of this now made Julia feel incredibly turned on. She had only experienced the feeling of this girl pleasuring her nipples for a couple minutes, and already it was the most incredible thing she’d ever felt. She already longed for Natalia to continue. She wanted more. She wanted this sexy young girl to keep making her nipples feel good like this. She whispered in an exasperated voice, “No, don’t stop.”

Natalia smiled. “Just lean back and put her hands behind her head so your arms won’t be in the way.”

Julia put her legs up on the leather chaise. It was shaped sort of like a scoop, and her body rested in it comfortably. She rested her head on the pillow and placed her hands behind it, and her round breasts protruded upward, the nipples now harder and awaiting the return of a tongue.

Natalia sat on the edge and immediately went back to what she’d been doing. She made light contact again and let her tongue start over by swirling around and around the right nipple. Then her soft, wet lips enveloped it, and Julia cried out again at this new feeling. Natalia’s lips covered the entire long nipple, and she moved them back and forth lightly, causing just türbanlı escort enough friction that Julia felt an explosion of pleasure in the entire nipple. She cried out again, grasping the pillow, her body writhing a little. Natalia then switched to the other nipple and repeated the same steps.

As Natalia softly suckled one nipple, she reached over with her hand and used a finger to circle the other nipple, and then caressed the tip of it lightly in a gentle circular motion. Both nipples were exploding with sweet pleasure now, and Julia’s back arched as she cried out frantically, gasping between sentences, “Oh God! Oh God! That feels so good!” She moaned, and it was so thick with intense ecstasy that it almost sounded like a moan of agony.

Julia was in a complete haze of pure ecstasy, unable to think of anything except the feeling in her two nipples. She didn’t even know it was possible to feel this kind of pleasure in her nipples. She didn’t know they were capable of producing such ecstasy. But in this moment, the things Natalia was doing were making up for years of lost pleasure.

Though Julia was so lost in a thick haze of ecstasy that she was unable to perceive time, Natalia spent 20 minutes using her thick lips and slick, soft tongue to caress, swirl around, gently massage, and softly suckle each nipple. When her tongue was attending to one, her fingers were stroking the breasts and pleasing the other nipple, so that at all times there was maximum pleasure being brought to both sides, and to the sensitive skin all around the nipples. It was too much – Julia could do nothing more than just constantly moan softly, occasionally crying out when Natalia switched to a different form of stimulation and attended to new nerve endings. It was incredible. Julia didn’t want it to end. She laid completely limp on the chaise, taking shaky breaths, taking in the sharp pings of deep pleasure she kept feeling throughout both nipples, moaning… She didn’t think it could get any better than this.

And then, suddenly, it did. Natalia lips continued to suckle one nipple, her fingers gently rubbing the other nipple… and the fingers of her free hand lightly traveled down the satin dress, grazing over Julia’s thighs. Julia’s legs instinctively fell open slowly and rested against the sides of the chaise, allowing Natalia’s fingers to glide over the inside of her thighs. She now realized that Natalia’s intention was not just to pleasure her nipples, but to bring her to orgasm. She moaned at the realization of this.

Natalia’s fingers grazed up and down her inner thighs over and over again. She slid the satin up, exposing Julia’s shaved, bare vagina. Natalia paused what she was doing to Julia’s breasts. She looked down and moaned erotically. “Oh, it will be so lovely to massage you to orgasm.”

Hearing these words made Julia shiver. After a moment Natalia’s soft lips returned to Julia’s chest, and she spent another moment softly swirling around one nipple and then the other until Julia was lost again in the haze of pleasure. Then Natalia’s fingers returned to Julia’s exposed vagina, and when her fingers made contact with the area above Julia’s vagina, she realized that they were now extremely wet with some kind of lubricant. It was so slick that Natalia’s fingers slid effortlessly over the skin, spreading the greasy substance to all the areas they touched.

She let her fingers glide in wide circles around Julia’s clitoris, caressing the skin softly and making it slick. With every circle she came closer and closer, and Julia moaned again, almost afraid of how it would feel when Natalia actually touched her clitoris. She now realized that her clitoris would probably respond the same way to a light caress as her nipples did. She had only used an abrasive vibrator, and usually just in the shower with water, never a slick lubricant like this.

As Natalia neared the clitoris, she quit stimulating Julia’s nipples for a moment. Julia now focused on the feeling of the skin around her clitoris being stimulated, and her breathing quickened as Natalia’s slick fingers came closer to her clitoris, and finally she was just around it, circling so slowly and lightly. Her fingers were so wet, and at last she moved in and began directly circling around Julia’s enlarged clitoris. This felt so amazing, and Julia moaned loudly.

Natalia lightly swirled around and around the clitoris for a couple minutes… and then in one fluid circular motion, she let her slick fingers glide onto the clitoris, massaging softly in a circle, and at the same instant her soft tongue returned to one nipple and the fingers of her other hand returned to the second nipple – she was now stimulating both nipples and massaging the clitoris at the same time. Instantly, Julia’s clitoris exploded with such deep, sharp pleasure, and the sweet ecstasy in her nipples intensified tremendously – this was total, absolute, disgustingly sweet bliss! In that instant, Julia sucked in air, her back arched, she clutched the pillow tightly, and then she cried out in a sickly tortured, broken-up voice, “ohh- ohh – ohhhhh God! Ohhhhh!” The pleasure of having all three of these sweet pleasure spots stimulated at one time was so amazingly intense that Julia almost couldn’t handle it. It felt like her clitoris and nipples were directly connected. The feeling in each one intensified the feeling in the others, and just kept intensifying with every second.

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We stripped and you put a butt plug up my arse then forced me down into a seat and cuffed my hands behind my back and tied my ankles to the front legs of the chair then took another chair for yourself and sat down facing me took out your dildo opened your legs and started fucking yourself in front of me. I sit there watching you satisfying yourself unable to do anything. I hear your cunt start to get wet then specks of white cum beginning to appear on your dildo and I begin to feel horny myself, you can tell by looking at my face that it’s making me horny so you fuck yourself harder until you cum. You look over at me and my eyes are transfixed on your wet cunt and I’m biting my bottom lip slightly and panting slightly….you love having this effect on me. As my ankles are tied to the front legs of the chair my legs are wide open and my cunt is in full view and you can see that it’s starting to glisten:

“Is this making you need to cum bitch?”

I shake my head “It’s turning me on though”

“Your cunt’s getting wet so don’t lie to me.”

“It doesn’t feel wet to me!” I protest.

“You know you cant cum till I’m done and fucking you with this!”

“I know…” I sigh

I lower my head knowing my body is going against your wishes. You start fucking yourself again. I keep my head down hoping that’ll help me hold off until you’re ready for me to cum, even though I know it’s probably already a lost battle. You always did have this effect on me when you make me watch you make yourself cum. I hear your cunt getting wetter and you begin to moan. I know this means you are bursa yabancı escort on the edge and about to cum:

“Get your head up. I want you to watch me squirt bitch!”

I quickly do as you say. Your moans grow louder and you fuck yourself faster until you come again and cum squirts from your cunt. I bite my lip to try and focus. I feel my cunt throbbing and I can feel pressure building up inside. I look at you again and I see that you are almost fisting your cunt and the next thing I know waves of warm orgasmic heat are radiating through me and before I can stop it it takes over me. The heat reaches my belly and my hips slide forward slightly and cum drips from my cunt. I sigh resigned to the fact that my body has disobeyed us both yet again. I look up at you:

“You’re fucking weak! You couldn’t do what you were told could you, you selfish bitch?!”

“It just happened. I tried to hold it!” I moan

“You know that means I have to punish you now?”

I nod and bow my head.

You come around behind me and pull my head back sharply by my hair and force your dildo into my mouth telling me I have to clean it for you. You start fucking my mouth with it, hard. You ram it into my mouth so hard and fast that I can’t help but gag:

“Don’t you dare fucking puke!”

I moan in recognition.

You take your dildo out of my mouth and you knock my chair back so I’m lying on the floor and before I realise what’s happening you’re standing over me with your back to me. Then I feel it, warm liquid running into my open cunt then I realise bursa sınırsız escort you’re pissing on me or rather in me. I gasp in shock.

“I’m gonna give you what you fucking deserve so you wont disobey me again! Oh yeah…..and I don’t just need to piss…”

I start to protest but I give up knowing that I deserve whatever you think I do.

Once you’ve finish peeing you step over me, turn round to face my head, walk up so you’re standing over my tits and squat. You watch my face as you push. Knowing how dirty you’re being is turning you on. I lie there helpless as you shit on my tits and stomach. You come again as you’re shitting and squirt cum all over my face. You finish and you bring me and the chair back upright again. As you do so your piss runs from my cunt and your shit slides down my tits and stomach:

“Now I’ve made you as dirty as I think you are. Are you going to disobey my orders again?”

“No, never.” I say shaking my head.

Just then you notice a strange look on my face but before you can ask why:

“I don’t feel too good” I say with a slight moan

You smile wickedly at me and say “I knew you’d fail so I did something.”

“What did you do?” I moaned

“I gave you something…”

My stomach cramps and gurgles and it dawns on me:

“There’s more than just a butt plug up your arse and I slipped you a little something last night. I think I’d better take the plug out your arse.”

You loosen the rope around my ankles just enough to allow you to get the butt plug out but then tighten it back görükle escort up again afterwards:

“Aren’t you gonna let me go to the toilet?!”

“No. I wanna see your body lose control and see you suffer the humiliation of shitting yourself. I know you secretly like it.”

“I don’t like it!” I say almost crying.

Before anything else can be said my stomach cramps again and I can’t hold it this time. I push and I feel mushy shit escape out my arse and over the whole seat of the chair. I push again and it begins to run down the inside of my legs and onto the floor. There is a look of embarrassment mingled with relief on my face.

“Now I know you’ve had your punishment now.” you say satisfied.

You free me from the chair and tell me I can go get cleaned up now. I get halfway across the room when another wave of pain hits and I double over and end up pushing more shit out of my arse out of the effort to stay upright. Once I stop shitting I get up and go to the loo to get cleaned up. You begin cleaning the room up. You then make your way to the loo so you can get yourself cleaned up. I’m shitting again when you come in and you start to apologise:

“I wanted to teach you a lesson….but….uh’m…..I didn’t think you’d end up shitting this much.”

“It’s ok. I deserve it…..and if I’m being honest I enjoyed it to a certain degree.” I say, smiling slightly.

“I always knew you were a dirty bitch.”

You smile, get up and leave the bathroom. You return a couple of minutes later hiding something but I speak before you can say anything:

“Uh’m…. can I ask you something?”

“Yeah ok.”

“Can you fuck me hard while I sit here? All this shitting has got my cunt wet again and I wanna squirt for you…..” I pause expecting you to object but you just bring out your rubber cock from behind your back and say:

“Hell yeah!”

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I was barely inside the door before Lynn pounced on me from behind and pushed me down on the couch. I struggled to flip on my back, but Lynn was straddling me. Once she had my arms pinned behind me I could feel her lowering herself down my body until her hips were directly above mine. I could feel Lynn’s breath on my neck as she lowered her face to my ear.

“You think you’re pretty sneaky huh,” she whispered.

“Me sneaky? You’re the one who stole a razor from that grocery store. You’re just mad I caught you,” I said as I bucked my hips and was finally able to roll my hips under Lynn’s and get on my back.

As I landed on my back, Lynn’s body came back down on mine and I smiled up at her, watching her full breasts casually jiggle. When her hips came back down on mine her pelvic bone landed right on my bladder and I let out a groan. Lynn rolled her hips back and as she slid down my body I could feel her shaved lips glide over my bush. She knew what she was doing and slowly traced her fingers down my front, pausing to cup my breasts and push them together creating a wave effect. I could see the lust in her eyes as she was focused on grinding her pussy against mine and teasing my nipples.

“That’s right honey. I was a bad girl and you caught me, but you’re the one who’s going to get punished,” she said, reaching a hand down between both of our legs and grabbing a tuft of my little hairy mound. “You can say goodbye to this little pleasure patch of hair. I’m going to take care of that.”

With that she grabbed me by the back of the neck and brought my face to hers for a passionate kiss. I wrapped my arms around her drawing her in and she in turn wrapped both legs around me entangling us in a human pretzel, wildly making out with each other. As our tongues danced in each other’s mouths, our bodies were moving in perfect tandem; her nipples rubbing against mine making all four stand firm and erect, our hips swaying in rhythm forcing our clits to tease themselves out from under their cover. I could feel my heartbeat start to rise and an all too familiar feeling in my loins. My hands rubbed up and down Lynn’s back, stopping at the small of her back and working back up to the base of her neck. Lynn broke our deep kiss and brought her mouth to my ear.

“You feel our pussies grinding into each other,” she whispered. “I bet it would feel so much better without all that hair getting in the way.”

As she was breathing in my ear, I licked and nibbled on her earlobe. I could feel Lynn squirm and roll her hips back down into my crotch.

“Well I guess you didn’t steal that razor just to shave our legs, did you? Since I don’t know what I’m doing though, I’m going to need your help getting this little kitty smooth.”

“I would love the chance to shave you clean baby. I’ll go run us a nice, hot bath and we can get you all lathered up,” Lynn said, giving me a mock sponge bath with her hands.

“Aren’t you forgetting something honey? There’s no hot bath to be had here…I guess it’s a good thing the moon is so full tonight. Let’s head on down to our swimming hole.”

Lynn gave my breasts one last flip together before licking her lips, gliding a hand between my legs, and giving a tug to my lady fur. She then stood and turned to gather the supplies to give me my shave. I took the opportunity to repay her boob juggling with a little return tease and reached my hand up between her legs, sliding my hand all the way from her mound, through her lips, and up her butt crack before caressing her left cheek, then giving it a firm smack and pinching her right cheek. She let out a little yelp.

“You know I like balance sweetie,” she said, pushing her ass out further and shaking it at me.

I lovingly caressed her right cheek and gave it a smack before reaching over and pinching her left.

“Is that better my queen?” I teased, giving her a curtsey.

“Much better smart ass, and may I remind you: we are heading down to the creek so I can pamper you with a nice, clean shave.”

Since Lynn had burned the only clothing we had brought with us on our trip, we made our way down to the creek side in our birthday suits. There was plenty of cover with the treetops but every so often some moonlight would peek through and dance off Lynn’s body, which I made no effort to hide my delight in stealing peeks of. Every so often I would catch Lynn looking over and doing the same to me. After several turns of butt smacks and titty grabs, we eventually settled on holding hands and walking in silence to our watering hole. Finally, the cover opened up and we heard the babbling of the creek water. As we made our way down to the edge of the water we could see what looked like steam rising off the water. Lynn set her bag down on one of the flat rocks, emptying its contents.

“Hello Miss, welcome to Lynn’s spa. I have you marked down for our extreme pamper package,” Lynn said in her best customer service voice. “Looks like you’re bursa otele gelen escort ready for your sponge bath, why don’t you go ahead and get into the tub,” she said, waving me towards the creek.

“You’re such a dork.”

“You love it,” she said, grabbing an oversized car wash sponge from her bag.

We made our way into the water, which was surprisingly warm in contrast to the cool night time air. Lynn came up behind me and grabbed my hair, pulling it back off my shoulders and putting it into a high bun. She then grabbed the sponge from beneath her arm, dunked it in the creek, and brought it up to my shoulders. Starting on my left shoulder she dragged the sponge along my neckline, gently squeezing the water out of the sponge, letting it drip down my back. I rolled my neck back and around letting the tension fall from my shoulders with a deep sigh. Dipping the sponge back into the water, Lynn grabbed my chin and held it in its titled back position. She then brought the sponge back up to my neckline, this time dragging it along my collarbone, dripping the water down my chest. As the water ran down my breasts, I could feel my nipples firm up and goose bumps form on my arms. Lynn continued to sponge me off as I stood in the moonlight, naked as the day I was born. My eyes were lightly closed and I let myself drift off into a daydream.

“Okay honey, I can’t have you falling asleep on me. I think it’s time we start the next phase of your package,” She said, rubbing the sponge down between my legs and giving me a gentle shove in the small of my back with her other hand.

I made my way to the large, flat rock where Lynn had sprawled the items she brought down with her.

“No peeking at my supplies,” she said, tilting my head up to hers. “I’ve got some surprises in store for you. Just lay back, close your eyes and trust me.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” I said, opening my legs and slowly lowering myself back onto the cold rock.

I felt a gentle tug on my hairy patch, followed by a release.

“First, I’m going to have to trim this up, then we’ll shave you smooth,” came my lady barber’s voice.

She continued to trim up my bush, going from the top of my mound all the way down between my legs. Once she finished trimming what she could, I heard her put down the razor and pick up what I assumed was shaving cream.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I am going to have to make do with what I had available. The little country store didn’t have any shaving cream.”

I felt something drip down onto the top of my bikini area and felt a trail of it ooze down as Lynn drizzled the substance down onto me. It felt cool, but not cold and I felt Lynn reach down start rubbing it around my whole pubic area. Suddenly I felt a finger on my lips and then a familiar sweetness poke through into my mouth.

“That’s right, some sweet honey to shave your honeypot,” Lynn teased, bringing her lips to mine, sharing a sweet kiss. “We’ll be able to use this after too.”

With that she broke our kiss and picked up her razor again. I felt a hand on my thigh, holding my still, and knew that meant don’t move. I felt the razor start at the top of my bikini area and slowly make its way all the way down to the top of my pussy. Lynn continued to shave my mound before gently bending down, and kissing my now bare mons pubis. She then gently blew on my lips which caused me to shudder.

“Don’t worry babe, as long as you stay extra still, this won’t hurt a bit,” she said before darting her tongue out at the top of my vagina, stroking my clit hood, sending another shudder down my spine.

I spread my legs a little wider and Lynn worked her way down, between my legs. With one hand, Lynn reached down and held my right leg out. With her other hand, she slowly started shaving from just inside my leg ending at the top of my right lip. She continued moving in long, straight strokes until she was teasing my butt crack at the end of her pass. I then felt Lynn’s tongue lick me from just under my pussy all the way up my right lip. I reached down and ran my fingers through her hair before she withdrew, and I felt her shift and restart the process on my left outer lip. Once she was finished, I figured she would tell me she was done and we’d go back up the cabin, but as it turned out, Lynn had other ideas.

I felt a cold drop on my left nipple, then a long, slow trail over to my right, before the honey trail made its way slowly down my body to my freshly shaved snatch. I kept my eyes closed and decided to let this play out however Lynn decided. I could feel Lynn’s cool breath on my right breast before I felt her tongue slowly circle, sucking the sweet honey off. She swirled her tongue, expertly teasing my rock-hard nipple in her mouth, before letting it drop out with a “pop” sound as the suction grip she had locked onto it with failed. She sensually licked up the trail of honey, bridging from escort bayan breast to breast. I arched my back, grabbing her head, forcing her mouth onto my nipple, letting her know she was driving me wild. As Lynn slowly crawled backward, making a pathway to my nether region, she left behind a track of kisses, licking up the honey as she went. Just as she got to her target, I decided it was my turn to surprise her, and grabbed her by the shoulders.

“Not so fast Pooh, you’re not getting all this honey for nothing,” I grunted, pulling her up to my face and rolling her to her back.

I reached over, grabbing the honey, and dripped a pool onto Lynn’s lower tummy and mound, and watched it start to drip down her lips. I then squatted over Lynn’s chest and lowered myself down to Lynn’s sweet hole. As I did, Lynn grabbed my thighs, and my pulled me back into position. I pushed my forehead against Lynn’s thighs, driving them apart and buried my face into the valley between her legs. I felt Lynn reach up and grab both my ass cheeks, rubbing them and opening my lips as she rolled her hands in large circles. I reached my hands back around her thighs and returned the favor by teasing her tight butthole with my middle finger. I used my tongue as a push broom, taking the pool of honey on her mound and cascading it over her slit, ending with a long kiss on her clit hood. Lynn moaned, and began her own investigation of my privates pushing her tongue as deep into my pussy as she could. She drew her tongue out and reached up with her left hand, rolling her forefinger over my love button.

I was pulsing my middle finger in Lynn’s sensitive backside, while sliding my other hand around, spreading her lips and sneaking my other middle finger as deep inside her vagina as I could. As both my middle fingers were going to work, my mouth focused on Lynn’s center of pleasure. I closed my mouth around her hood and flicked her bean with my tongue, teasing and coaxing it. Her legs closed around my head, forcing me to hold my position, which I knew meant Lynn was enjoying exactly what I was doing. I could feel her nectar on my tongue and knew she was building towards an orgasm. As much fun as Lynn was having, I could barely focus, as Lynn was feverishly working my pussy with two fingers, stroking my G-spot, and sloppily licking my lips. With her other hand, her thumb was gently pressed against my rear hole, forcing me to teeter on the edge of my own Earth shaker.

We both started moaning loudly as we continued our mutual campaigns on each other. Lynn’s legs started to quiver around my head and I could feel her stomach contract just as my own body started to convulse. Had our mouths not been locked on each other’s vaginas we both would have been screaming out in ecstasy, but as it stood, we were convulsing and whimpering into each other, each in the throes of their own passionate explosion. My body continued to spasm and the only thing keeping me from blacking out from the stupor was the task of making Lynn’s body quake like she was making mine. We continued holding each other in suspended bliss for what seemed like a whole minute.

Finally, our bodies could take no more and I fell, body limp, to Lynn’s side. We laid there, head to toe, until I eventually regained enough composure to bring myself back up to Lynn’s side, kiss her the cheek, and spoon her. She rolled to her side and we lay, sweaty, sticky, and exhausted, in each other’s arms, still groaning and panting.

“However much this spa is costing me, it’s not enough,” I gasped in Lynn’s ear. “You’ve got a new customer for life.”

“This is just the start, ma’am. You’ve still got the post shave bath, lotion, and snack sessions to go…but I will need a second to regain my composure before continuing,” Lynn professed as she pushed her butt back into my crotch and grabbed my hand, bringing it around her waist to her chest.

We laid there, motionless, until we had both caught our breath. Finally, before she took the initiative, I stood up, grabbed the sponge, and head down to the water. I wade into the water until it was mid-thigh level. As I reached down wetting the sponge, I turned and saw Lynn drop to her knees in the water and was taken aback as she stood and ran her hands up her front as the water ran down her full breasts and toned tummy.

“Hey, that’s my job,” I scolded, holding the sponge out in front of me.

Lynn held her arms high above her head as she continued walking towards me, shaking her breasts as she sauntered. I dipped the sponge back down into the water and as she made her way to me I put the sponge between her beautiful orbs and reached around her with both arms, pressing our boobs against each other and wringing out the sponge. Without letting the sponge fall, I slowly rubbed my chest against Lynn’s rolling our boobs against each other’s. Lynn let out a whimper and I pulled back just enough for the sponge to fall back into the water, but mudanya escort not breaking my hug with her. I reached down, grabbed the sponge, and brought it up to Lynn’s shoulders squeezing it hard against her back. I rubbed her back with the sponge from her shoulders all the way down to her crack, until I dipped it back into the water and repeated the process. I sponged off each arm individually and then refocused on her front side. Taking a step back, I once again dipped the sponge into the water, then brought it up to the base of her neck and let the water seep down over her globes before sponging her off. Finally, I made my way down her tummy and reached between her legs.

“Okay hon, I think you’re done touching me there for at least a little bit,” Lynn said, backing her hips and snatching the sponge from me. “Besides, you’re the one being pampered here, remember?”

“I think we went a little tit for tat on that one,” I said reaching out and pinching her nipple.

Lynn smacked my hand away and began sponging me off, paying special attention to my perky tits and newly bare folds. As she started to wash my boobs for the fifth time, I couldn’t help but giggle.

“Okay, okay. I think they’re clean now.”

I gave Lynn an appreciative hug and kiss and we turned, holding hands, and walked back to the rocks. As we climbed out onto the rocks, Lynn reached down and grabbed a bottle of lotion.

“You’re right, they are plenty clean, but now I need to make sure they stay nice and soft,” she said spurting a big glob of lotion onto my chest.

I let out a little yelp as the lotion was much colder than I expected. Lynn threw the bottle down and grabbed my shoulders, then her hands drifted down my chest and started massaging the lotion in. Taking one breast in each hand, she slowly pushed them together, and ended by rolling each nipple between her forefinger and thumb. I squirmed under her touch and she backed off. She put both hands on my right shoulder and rubbed all the way down my arm, guiding my hand between her legs. As she reached back up to my shoulder I flicked my wrist between her thighs, grazing her exposed pussy. Lynn Jumped in surprise and shot me a knowing look.

“Now, now. You behave little girl, or I’ll have to punish you,” she said, reaching down and giving my little bare beaver a light slap.

She went over to my other shoulder and continued my pampering, then went behind me, and squirt some more lotion down my back. As she massaged the lotion into my back, I started to anticipate her reaching my butt and couldn’t help but get a little excited again. Just as she reached the top of my crack she took her hands away and I tilted my head to see her kneeling down behind me. Not knowing what to expect, I straightened up and spread my legs to shoulder width apart. Lynn placed a dab of lotion in her hand and took my left ankle in her hand. She slowly slid her hands up my leg, kneading my calf and hamstring as she went. When she reached the top, I once again found myself itching with anticipation, hoping she would sense my building desire and quench my lustful thirst, but again, she turned and slid her hands back down my leg, prolonging my torture.

When she was done with my left ankle she did the same with my right. When she was done with both legs, she started to stand up, and I finally gave up hope that she was ever going to tend to my buttocks and nether regions, figuring that the post-shave 69 session was all the release I was going to get for the evening. Just as I had given up hope, I felt a cold sensation in the crack of my ass and then a burst of laughter.

“Oh my God, you should see the look on your face!” Lynn snorted. “Did you really think I was going to leave you high and dry?”

With that she grabbed a butt cheek in each hand and slapped them together, forcing the lotion in my crack to explode out and I felt it shoot onto my back and down on my legs. Lynn laughed again, then slid her hand between my cheeks, teasing my tight, little hole as she tickled my crack. My whole body shivered and I tensed up momentarily. Lynn knew that my crack was a highly ticklish spot for me and loved to take any opportunity she could to torment me with it. She took plenty of time massaging the lotion into my firm cheeks and then reached around to my front. Standing behind me still, she reached under each breast and pulled me back into her, gliding her hands down my firm tummy, rolling from my ribs down to my belly button and then from my hips down to the tops of my thighs.

Once she was done there she once again placed her hands on my hips, but this time as she rolled her hands toward my thighs, she dug her finger tips in and pulled back, forcing my legs to spread slightly. Just as my legs started to spread, she rolled her hands inward again, only this time her hands were squarely on either side of my outer labia. With her thumbs, Lynn rolled her hands down my mound to meet the rest of her hand and stopped just above my clitoris, then she rolled her fingers back until she had formed two fists in my crotch. The feeling was too much, my neck melted and my head fell back against Lynn’s shoulder with a heavy sigh. She repeated the motion and I reached up with my hand and cupped her head with my hand.

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Heading down the stairs for the drinks Sammi thought she would have a snoop around; walking into the lounge she noticed that one of the cupboard doors on the dresser was open and she just had to take a look inside, slowly pulling it open so she could see what was in it; she looked in wonderment at all the different gadgets that the girls kept in there; whips, chains, different size dildos and vibrators, butt plugs, blindfolds, handcuffs, tubs of lubricant; she thought that the only ones they had were the ones in the bedroom, how wrong could she have been, but what fun they could all have!!

Sammi left the door as it was and went through to the dining room where she noticed that there was an extra door that was locked; she decided that for now that was enough snooping and went to get the drinks…

Meanwhile back in the bedroom Danni and Lorna continued to play; Lorna had Danni’s legs up in the air and was fucking her dripping love box hard with the eight inch strap-on dildo…

“AHHH YES…YES…FUCK ME HARDER…PLEASE…PLEASE,” she screamed euphorically; droplets of sweat trickling down her beautiful face, Lorna looked on amorously as her lover orgasmed over and over…

Danni trying to kick her legs like a mule; Lorna teasing her with the tip of the silicone cock…

“NO NO…PLEASE FUCK ME…” she begged, her head swishing from side to side, her fingers clawing at the bed clothes…

Lorna thrust harder making Danni wail with wanton desire for more; she did as her lover wanted and pushed the dildo deeper inside her juicy pussy making her squeal…

“YES…YES…YES…DON’T STOP…PLEASE DON’T STOP…” she squealed.

Sammi walked into the bedroom her hands full with the drink bottle and tumblers…she put them down on the dresser and decided to join her new friends; kissing Danni full on the lips before licking and flicking her hard nipples, taking them between her teeth and gently nibbling; Danni could feel the orgasm raging through her body, the feeling of butterflies fluttering in her stomach, her senses on fire and the flow of climatic energy too much to take she had to let go; the juices flowed from her like a broken dam…

“Fuck that was amazing,” Danni smiled, lying there motionless, spent of all energy.

“You’re learning fast Sammi.” Lorna told her new friend.

“I have good teachers; when can we use the stuff that’s in your dresser downstairs!” Sammi said excitedly.

Both Danni and Lorna couldn’t believe that she had been nosing around when she was downstairs, but it was Danni’s reaction that would be Sammi’s downfall…

“You know what happens to naughty girls don’t you?” Danni said menacingly.

“No I don’t…why not tell me?” Sammi answered quite nervously.

“We get to do whatever we want to them…whenever we want to!” was the reply from Lorna.

“Well have I been a naughty girl?”

“Well you did snoop around without asking…so yes you have…now are you willing to pay your forfeit?” Danni asked.

“Yes, but please be kind to me,” Sammi replied smiling sweetly.

The two lovers looked at each other and couldn’t quite believe that Sammi was willing to let them do whatever they wanted to her, but couldn’t wait to get her in to their very own locked room; but for now they would have a drink and get some sleep, making sure that Sammi stayed in the middle of them all night…

“Come let’s have a drink and then get some rest; they’ll be plenty of time to play tomorrow,” Danni said beckoning Sammi to sit next to her.

“Erm that sounds fantastic; I can’t wait,” the wanton blonde smiled…

Sitting on the bed drinking the bourbon poured by Lorna, Sammi began to wonder what she was letting herself in for, but she trusted her friends and knew they wouldn’t push her too far…well not the first time anyway!!

“You okay?” Lorna asked Sammi.

“Yeah I’m fine, just a little tired,” she answered.

“Come lay next to me you poor thing; have we worn you out?” Danni told her sarcastically.

Getting into the bed she was lying to face Danni; behind her she could feel that Lorna had lifted the bed covers to get in behind her; Danni softly began to caress Sammi’s tits, kissing and nibbling her hard nipples; Lorna started to squeeze her new friends ass cheeks with one hand and with the other she had once again found Sammi’s erect love bud…

“I thought you were tired?” Lorna said to Sammi.

“I am…please let me sleep…”

“We will I promise, but first we are going to play again…aren’t we Danni?” Lorna told her quite abruptly.

“Oh yes…just a few more times!” Danni said laughing, before kissing Sammi full on and probing deep into her mouth with her tongue.

Lorna continued to tease at Sammi’s bud with her fingers, slowly at first and then quicker; making her groan and mewl, before she pulled them away altogether not allowing her new friend to climax; Danni kissed and licked her way down Sammi’s toned body, reaching her love box and meeting Lorna’s fingers…

“I’ll let you lick her sweet juices now; I have a new bursa escort bayan toy to play with!” Lorna said menacingly.

Making Sammi pout her ass and lift one leg in the air both lovers could now work on teasing there defenceless friend; Danni licked and sucked at her bud while Lorna began to probe Sammi’s pussy first with two fingers and continued until she fit four comfortably up her soaking wet pussy juices seeping out, over her fingers and trickled down the crack towards Sammi’s arsehole; pulling out her fingers she traced one of the trickles and slowly began to stroke at the puckered bud, Lorna softly massaged Sammi’s sweet juice into her tight butt hole; her breathing was raged, her groans grew louder more frenzied, she started to pant as the orgasm ripped through her, every vein feeling like it was on fire as she released the torrent of sweet tasting juices, her body bucked before going limp almost lifeless…

“Oh fuck…you two are brilliant,” Sammi whispered after getting her breath back.

The three friends got back under the bed clothes and slept until the morning…

Lorna woke quite early well for her anyway; she decided to leave her two friends in bed and headed for the shower; the water felt luxurious cascading down her body, over her pert nipples; she began to recall the fun of the night before and found herself very excited about the more than willing ‘slave’ that Danni and herself had found in Sammi, she wondered just how far they could push her; her bean was hard and was waiting to be flicked; she reached for the dildo kept in the bathroom glided it into her wetting pussy and rubbed at her bud until she felt her body start to tingle, she knew her orgasm was about to envelope her self being and stopped; wanting to climax but was trying to train her mind to wait she kept herself on the edge…

Walking down the stairs she could hear shouting coming from outside by the road, she looked out of the window that was half way down the stairs and couldn’t believe what she was witnessing; Phil the sleaze was having an argument with the tart’s husband…

“Keep your fucking hands off my wife!” the angry husband shouted throwing in a punch for good measure…

Lorna thought it was great fun and was silently cheering for the husband…poor bastard having to put up with a slut like her for a wife…she wasn’t even that pretty Lorna thought…

“Oh fuck off…if you fucked her a few more times then she wouldn’t go elsewhere for it,” Phil shouted angrily.

“You cheeky bastard…” his burly opponent replied, before once more throwing a punch that landed its mark square on the chin, sending Phil flying backwards onto the pavement…

Lorna couldn’t stop laughing, she even re-enacted it punching the air and thinking ‘take that sleaze bag’; she continued down the stairs, reaching the kitchen she switched on the kettle as Danni will want tea to drink and made a fresh pot of coffee; then started breakfast fresh ham and cheese croissants followed by fresh fruit with natural yoghurt…

The doorbell rang Lorna wanted to ignore it, but decided to answer the door; opening the door she wasn’t shocked to see that the person standing there was ‘Phil the sleaze bag’; she didn’t invite him in, instead she went and stood on the porch and pulled the door shut behind her…

“What do you want?” Lorna scoffed.

“Is Sammi here?” he asked.

“Yes why…”

“Well where the fuck is she…I need her to come take care of my face,” he spat.

“She is sleeping we all had a late night, so I’m not prepared to wake her, why don’t you ask the tart you were with last night to patch you up, or better still do it you’re fucking self you lazy cunt!” Lorna said with pure venom.

“Go and fucking wake her now.”

“No now fuck off, unlike Sammi I’m not afraid of you,” she answered between gritted teeth.

“You fucking bitch…” he shouted whilst walking off down the driveway.

Going back into the house she heard that Danni and Sammi were awake; well that or they have ghosts she thought laughing at her own jokes; the lustful groans from upstairs sounded wonderful; going once more into the kitchen she finished making the breakfast and shouted up to the girls…

“Girlies breakfast is ready.”

Hearing no reply she started to walk up the stairs; looking out of the window on her way where she saw the sleaz getting trounced by another neighbour she smiled and thought good he deserved it; not having to go any further as she then heard laughter coming from the landing…

“Come on you two, breakfast is ready.”

“Well amongst other things we’ve just seen a very funny thing happening outside,” Sammi said trying to hold back her laughter.

“What was that then?”

“We saw Terry over the way giving Phil a smack on the chin!” Sammi said through her laughter.

“Yeah I saw that too…I thought you would be concerned.” Lorna replied.

“No not at all…it’s not the first time it’s happened…stupid man…he’ll go away for a few days now to sulk and no görükle escort doubt bed some other poor bitch.” Sammi smiled.

“So what are you planning on doing then Sammi?”

“Well I’m planning on staying with you two…if that’s okay…I have a forfeit to pay…remember!”

“It’s fine with me.” Danni said lustfully.

“Erm me too…you naughty girl Sammi,” Lorna told her.

The three of them sat down and had the breakfast that Lorna had prepared; chatting as if nothing had happened by the roadside; the focus was now on Sammi who had agreed as part of her forfeit amongst other things to get one of her friends to come around at a later date, but only when she was sure that they would be a willing participant in their type of fun and games; also to be a sex slave to both Lorna and Danni; she couldn’t wait to get started but first there were the mundane things to do around the house, the lovers reassured her that the games would start soon very soon…

They finished breakfast and started to do the household tasks; Sammi helped and then went back to her house to make sure it was all locked up properly and to tell the housecleaner to take a few days off; whilst she was away Danni and Lorna readied the locked room; they were excited as it was the first time they had used it with another woman…

“Oh I hope she likes it…” Danni said.

“I’m sure she will if last night is anything to go by!” Lorna replied smiling.

“You okay with this darling?” Danni asked her lover.

“Yes it will be fun as long as you’re happy…then I am,” she replied.

“Right let’s get this room prepared…she’s one lucky bitch,” Danni laughed to Lorna.

Entering the room there was definitely an aroma of soft new leather; Danni switched on the light and the red and black wallpaper looked so sexy; as did the red leather futon with matching chair and stool; the soft furnishing equally as stunning; the few pictures that hung on the walls were of ladies at play in different eras; all adding to the sexual ambience…

Lorna went to get some of the toys from the dresser in the lounge, plus other things; they had decided to start the fun at around four in the afternoon that would give them enough time to go to the pub for some lunch and get back in enough time…

The doorbell rang so Danni went to answer the door…

“Lorna quickly come and help?” she shouted.

Running to help not really knowing what had happened; she reached the hallway and found Danni helping Sammi through the door…

“What the hell has happened?” she said, noticing that Sammi had a bloodied nose and cut lip.

“That sleazy bastard has obviously hit her…” Danni answered; doing her best to calm her new friend from crying; trying to get the reason behind her injuries out of her…

Lorna went to the kitchen to get the first aid box and a tumbler of brandy for Sammi, just to calm her nerves; taking a gulp it seemed to calm Sammi a little well enough so she could tell her friends what happened before she began she took another drink from the tumbler…

“You are right Danni that fucking bastard did hit me, but only after I told him that I’d had enough and made him pack his bags; well what was left of his things after I’d cut the most of them up; we started to argue and he actually blamed me for his misdemeanours; saying that if I paid him more attention last night he wouldn’t have gone with that slut; I told him to fuck off and asked him about all the other times, he didn’t really know what to say so he hit out at me; he’s gone to his mothers now and I’ve got the keys to the car and house; first thing Monday morning I will file for divorce,” she sniffled whilst finishing her drink.

Lorna and Danni listened intently to their friend giving her reasons for being in such a mess; they reassured her that she could stay as long as she liked and that when she wanted to return home they would accompany her to make sure he wasn’t there…

“Now let’s get you cleaned up?” Lorna said holding out a cotton wool pad soaked in water.

“Thanks girls.” Sammi said smiling.

“Yes we have a lunch date at The Bear and Pole pub in the next village!” said Danni.

Cleaning her face up Lorna realised that Sammi needed to be loved and not used, but it would be her choice and not theirs…

Tastefully dressed they headed to the pub; studying the menu they all decided what they were having; Lorna made a mental note of the table number and her friends requests for food, drinks etc. and went to the bar to order…

“Hi, what can I get for you?” the bargirl asked.

Taking a look at the young girl Lorna smiled and thought to herself, ‘good god you’re beautiful’; she had eyes like dazzling emeralds a voluptuous figure and her face was angelic with flawless skin all dressed with her immaculate red hair cut very short; snapping herself out of the gaze Lorna answered…

“Sorry I’d like two rumps steaks cooked medium with the boiled rice, French fries and the peppercorn sauce…one tuna steak with French fries bursa escort bayan and a dressed salad…”

“Would you like any drinks?”

“Oh yes…we’d like a chilled bottle of Pinot Grigio with three glasses and a bucket of ice.” Lorna replied with a smile.

“Your table number please?” the little red head asked.

“Number seven, just over there; if you wait on us there will be a huge tip for you?” Lorna smiled.

“I’ll do my best, if you’d like to take a seat at your table I’ll gladly bring your drinks over,” the young girl replied smiling.

Walking back to the table Lorna remembered she had seen the young bargirl somewhere before but couldn’t think where from; reaching the table her friends were chatting away Sammi being her ditzy self and Danni smiling from ear to ear and rolling her eyes at what she’d just heard…

“What’s the joke can I join in?” Lorna asked.

“It wasn’t meant to be a joke, I just said…” Sammi started to explain but got cut mid sentence by Danni…

“No need to explain…I understand,” Lorna said smiling coyly at her two friends.

“I think our drinks are about to arrive,” Danni announced, as the young girl delivered the drinks to the table.

“Hi Abby, I didn’t know you worked here chick.” Sammi said smiling at the young red head.

“Hi Sammi, yeah I work here when I’m not at Uni it gives me some money in my pocket; would you like me to put this in the middle of your table?” Abby answered.

“Yes please that would be lovely.” Danni smiled.

“Thank you and if I can get you anything, please ask?” Abby smiled as she walked away.

“How do you know Abby then Sammi?” Lorna asked with intrigue.

“She lives in our close, over the road a few doors down from the neighbourhood bike,” she answered.

Drinking the wine the three friends chatted away whilst waiting for their meal; Sammi filled them in on Abby’s background, everything from her parents right down to her little misdemeanour when Sammi first moved to the neighbourhood about five years ago; this in particular Lorna found very interesting…

“So she used to watch you getting in and out of the hot-tub,” Danni said.

“Yes she did. She must have been about fifteen or sixteen,” Sammi answered.

Seeing her walking to the table with their food the three friends changed the subject of conversation and smiled politely; leaving Lorna having to guess if anything else had happened; whilst the girl was placing the food on the table Lorna gave her a gentle squeeze on her thigh just under her ass cheek, the girl looked at her and winked…

“Enjoy your meals ladies,” she smiled cheekily…

Finishing their meals and the wine Abby came over to collect the plates…

“Can I get you any desserts ladies?” she asked.

“We’ll have a look at the menu and I’ll come down to order,” Lorna replied.

While they perused the long list of desserts Danni went to the bar to order more wine, on her return she had a gleeful look in her eye…

“You’ll never guess what my friends,” she said smiling.

“What what?” Both Lorna and Sammi said in unison.

“That young girl fancies you Lorna; I swear she asked me that many questions I couldn’t answer quickly enough!” Danni exclaimed.

“Piss off Danni.” Lorna scoffed.

“Okay don’t believe me, but its true my dearest friend.”

“It probably is true, I never got round to telling you everything earlier, but without going into too much detail, she told me that she is like minded to us.” Sammi told them in a very matter of fact way.

“Well come on tell me what dessert you want? I think mine might work behind the bar,” Lorna laughed.

“You will have to share her with us?” Danni told her lover.

“Erm a sharing dessert. That sounds like fun!” Sammi smiled.

Danni and Sammi smiled as their friend went to the bar to try and get the young girl to join in their fun and games; reaching the bar Lorna waited for Abby to finish serving some other customers; so while she waited she studied her further Abby was about five feet six inches tall, a size sixteen at a guess with a lovely chunky ass and her tits heaved over the top of her blouse in a tasteful way not a slutty one, Abby was smartly dressed in her uniform of black pencil skirt and a white blouse they both hugged her figure beautifully and black leather ballet shoes. Having finished serving her previous customers Abby’s attention turned to Lorna; she smiled lustfully and asked…

“Hello again, what can I do for you?”

“Erm…well for starters I’ll have three fruit sundaes and for dessert…I think I’ll have you, that’s if you’re on the menu? Lorna asked smiling wantonly.

“Let me put the sundae order through and I’ll give you my details,” Abby replied smiling.

Lorna couldn’t believe what she had just heard, the young girl wanted her, but will she want the others to join in…

“Right I’m back…here’s my mobile number…I finish at five and will be available at around six thirty…please ring me.” Abby said almost begging.

Lorna walked back to where her friends sat with a stunned look on her face; after telling Danni and Sammi what happened at the bar the three friends giggled; they ate their sundaes, polished off the wine and headed back home with the knowledge that the night would be a little different than they had imagined…

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Chapter 3

The Spa

Well, we sure steamed up the windows in the car, it almost got dangerous. You and your teasing fingerplay, you had your hands all over me, making sure you had your very own gear stick peeking out the legs of my shorts. Of course, I had to take care of the real one, not being really able to touch you as much, since I had to drive us to the spa safely.

We got out of the car in the parking lot and the sun was beaming through leaves of gold and burgundy. A pleasant choir of birds was channeling the energy of the surroundings . The whole area was hazy with smoke, and the warm and familiar aroma of burning birch and hickory was filling our nostrils. We held hands, fingers interlocked, and we hovered towards the front desk.

‘Are you checking in? asked the young lady at the counter.

‘Yes, here’s my confirmation number.’ I said, handing her the e-mail I had printed.

As she looked us up on her computer, I leaned on the counter and looked around. A large bay window behind us was showing the site and I did a double take when I saw a group of naked people around the fireplace . From where I stood, it looked like one of the guys was getting a handjob from a woman next to him, while another woman simply watched, nodding, seemingly having a casual conversation with the group.

‘Thank you. Is it your first time here?’

‘Yes.’ we said simultaneously, grinning.

‘Great! So welcome to Lotus Delight. Your pass gives you access to the site until closing time, which is 9 p.m. You can see on this map that all these stations offer robes and fresh towels if needed. As you may know, swimwear on the grounds is very optional (I’m sure she liked saying that), though the dining room has a dress code in effect for sanitary reasons. Even if interactions with other guests are encouraged, regardless of their nature, we ask to keep your voices down, to help us maintain a calm and soothing environment . Our massage attendants today have an approximate wait time of 45 minutes, so we ask that you properly book with us first so we can manage their time better. Any questions?’

We looked at each other, on the edge of the unknown, and wondered what could we possibly ask. You were blushing a good deal, it was cute. You shrugged and looked at the attendant:

‘…No?’

She laughed at your embarrassment.

‘Perfect. Here are your stamps for dinner tonight. Locker rooms are this way. If you need anything at all today, my name is Alicia. Have fun!’

After a short change of clothes, we met outside and gave ourselves a kiss before heading for the first bath. We both opted for a towel to wear, even if there were robes available. The view of your nude shoulders was already enough skin to send tingles down my shaft, which I had a hard time concealing from under my towel.

You said you wanted to try out a dry sauna first, just to relax and get the feel of things. sex izle On our way there, it was hard not to notice the naked people around us. They say it’s never polite to stare so we didn’t really look and analyzed what they were doing. Also a lot of them had their back against us, sitting in large wooden chairs. Our eyes landed on a couple seating on a bench by the fire, where the woman was cuddling her man, while rubbing his dick against his belly. By the way they smiled at us, I didn’t think they minded too much being stared at. A little awkward, but I sure wanted to get the same treatment from you at that moment. Your tits, which were just at a tug away, made a decadent cleavage from under your tight towel, and surprisingly, you were swaying your hips confidently amid the crowd, beckoning me with your ass. Babe, I’d follow those buns through storms and deserts .

And so we walked into the first sauna . The atmosphere was transcendant: dimmed lighting, new age soundtrack and the heat source was throwing morphing shapes on the walls. There were only three people in here, as I expected. I figured that sort of place was meant for more active mingling than just the peace and quiet you get in the saunas.

We took a seat in the farthest corner of the room. You leaned against me in such a way that you could face the other people, in hopes to get some action. There was a couple in their 40’s and another single guy by himself, all covered up. The man was rubbing his wife’s shoulders calmly, making wide and slow circles, taking care to go past her collarbones and fiddle with the hem of her towel. The younger guy watched intently, rubbing his chin, also fiddling with the hem of his towel. It looked like their little game had been building up for some time since you could see a bulge distending the towel of the young man. He felt encouraged to stare from the frequent looks the husband gave him. We almost felt unnoticed, and whatever would happen was going to be a game between them three. You closed your eyes, grabbed my arm and hugged it against your chest, happy. We were biding our time. I just let myself drift off, trying to distinguish your body heat from the ambient warmth.

We eventually walked out after we decided we sweat enough for the moment. The woman in there had pulled down her towel, giving a clear view of her breasts to her observer, and all the latter did was to move in closer to them, fidget in his seat, clearly uncomfortable with his boner. We held off the idea of an ice bath for now, and headed over to a steam sauna instead. Again, the atmosphere was heavy with heat, almost incapacitating. A faint green neon light was setting an eerie glow in the dense fog, which made it a little more stimulating than in the dry sauna.

We seated not too far from two ladies and another young couple that were still within viewing range. Then I noticed there must be other people across the opaque fog, since alt yazılı porno I heard harsh breathing and wet slapping sounds.

‘They must be fucking.’ You whispered in my ear.

‘Geez, you think?’ I snorted back.

The couple seemed like they could get a better look at whoever made those sounds, since they were staring in that direction. They were whispering in each other’s ears, probably flirting and cracking dirty jokes. The girl had gotten comfortable already and lowered her towel on her lap, exposing a pair of fairly attractive breasts to everyone, clearly enjoying what she could see and we couldn’t. Her boyfriend had started to get busy with her: he would caress her wet skin, fondle her breasts, play in her hair and give her kisses on the shoulder, while still being able to get a good look at the couple fucking in front of them.

Still not too sure if the two other ladies closer to us were simply friends, or maybe lovers, you caught their gaze, which made them smile back to us. They seemed more passive, but most likely curious, and probably also enjoying the porno soundtrack going on right now, reverberating against the wet, dripping walls.

Suddenly, you stood up and sat down on my lap to whisper in my ear again:

‘Those people fucking over there are turning me on. When are we going to have our go at this?’

‘Soon, honey, soon, I’m all hard just thinking about it. Mmmh, come here, I want to taste you.’

I drew you closer and held my breath as I dove in your mouth for the hottest and wettest french kiss. It was just divine, silky. With the dense humidity, I was breathing you in much more, absorbing your essence. I love how you always alternate between full tongue and delicately touching my lips with yours. It feels like a tempestuous and sultry tango, a sort of struggle for who gets the lead. We were indeed swaying back and forth in a waltz and our hands held each other tight. I was caressing your ass and rubbing your inner thigh while you were sucking on my tongue. The condensation made your lips all the juicier. Dear god, your taste was inebriating! You were making me long for you.

At some point, I opened my eyes and realized you had your own eyes fixed on our two lady friends. We were giving our little show and you were enjoying every moment of it. You giggled and grabbed my hand to place it on your breast. I played along and caressed it slowly, feeling its nipple stiffen to a nub, even through the thick fabric of the towel.

‘Oh my god, I’m feeling so wet down there.’ you said. ‘Not sure if I should blame you or the sauna.’

All that back and forth made our towels ride up our legs and at some point, I felt my cock rub against you. My turgid helmet was just gliding against your wet slit, making its own wet slurping sounds, still discernable on top of all the absurd breathing and moaning from across the room.

We were crossing altyazılı sex izle a line that we never crossed before. You drew back from me, closing your eyes, absorbing the shock and fighting some kind of urge to just start right down fucking in front of complete strangers. Though it was beginning to feel appropriate, it was starting to feel right.

Our witnesses, even the younger couple, had their eyes laid on you, waiting to see if you would dare baring the obvious truth, baring your flesh, your exquisite breasts and pussy to them. You looked at everyone through half-shut eyes, rocking me, teasing the crowd while teasing yourself all the same. I was too busy salivating, indulging on the view of your cleavage, beaded with condensation, trickling down the confines of your towel.

The lady friends seemed a little more shy, but the younger couple now seemed awe struck, their mouths gaping, dumbfounded. The girl now had her hand caressing the growth that spurted from between her boyfriend’s legs that was now revealed to everyone. Her chest was heaving up and down and her legs kept opening and closing. She must be getting pretty excited from the view. And there was just something in their stare that just pierced further in our soul, like they were feeling the same thing as us.

As you slowed down, you readjusted yourself, and tugged down my towel at the same time to cover my manhood. You whispered to me:

‘This is not our stage. If we’re going to make love, I want to do it where we’ll be the first to initiate it, be the center of the show as other people walk in to watch. Wouldn’t that be great? ‘

‘Wow, I can’t believe I’m hearing these words come out of your mouth, baby. I knew you always had that little exhibitionist side in you.’ I said, patting you on the bum, proud of you.

‘Those crazy things you make me do, I swear, you’re making me look like a pervert. Mmmmhh! I’m so horny, what I need to do right now is an excuse to tear that towel off of me and get it over with.’

‘What do you have in mind?’

‘I’m going outside for a quick dip in the pool, and, you know, leave my towel hanging by the side, I wouldn’t want to get it wet. Shame I don’t have a darn swimsuit on, sheesh! What was I thinking!’

‘Right, silly you.’ I giggled. ‘Though I don’t think I’ll be able to hide the feelings I have for you right now. You know, my long, hard feeling.’

‘It’s okay, I want everyone to see it. You’ve got such a nice cock anyway, baby.’

Those words made my member literally swell with pride. You stood up, and grinned maliciously as you pulled me towards you. This seemed like a call for adventure, and we could only go feet first!

Right before I stepped out, I exchanged a more than meaningful look with the girl in the couple. With her messy bun of ginger hair and her grey eyes, I felt pure lust in her gaze. As she stroked her man’s big shaft, her eyes shot back and forth between my groin and my face. She definitely had bigger tits than I thought at first, with a bit of freckles and small pink nipples. Her guy was lucky, and he seemed to be well equipped too. I smiled, a little awkwardly, as I almost tripped on the door frame on my way out.

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She was not a beauty in the traditional sense, but there was something about her that demanded attention. The first night he saw her sitting at his table, he was drawn to her; by the second night, he realized he was hopelessly infatuated with her. He was sure she felt it too, the sensuality that seemed to pervade their every encounter. Every look, every smile, every word she said seemed to be a subtle seduction, and he could not believe how much he wanted her.

He knew there were risks, for both of them. As a member of the crew of this luxury cruise ship, he was not permitted to interact socially with the passengers; any advances he made, welcome or not, could result in his immediate dismissal if anyone were to witness and report such actions. And she was not available – she had told him so herself, and even if she hadn’t, the diamonds on her left hand were there for all to see. But the chemistry between them seemed so very real!

She felt it too, and was a bit surprised. Having always been aware of the sexual power she had over men, she was used to using it to her advantage; but she had not expected to be so strongly attracted to anyone on this cruise ship, and especially not the waiter who served them dinner each night! She was only on this cruise to keep her mother company, and she hadn’t anticipated anything more than a week filled with sunbathing and shopping. But every time she looked at him, she realized how much she wished for a more private encounter.

He could feel her watching him, even when his back was turned. So often he was tempted to turn around and catch her eye, to go to her and whisper that they should meet somewhere later. He imagined walking on the deck one night, and finding her standing alone, looking up at the moon and stars. He would walk up behind mobil porno her and put his hands on her waist, and she would turn to him, smiling, knowing there was no one else it could be. He would return her gaze for a moment, savoring the anticipation and excitement he saw in her eyes; and then he would kiss her.

He knew the kiss would be gentle at first, but quickly it would become more urgent and hungry. She would wrap her arms around his neck and lean into him; he got hard even now, just thinking about the feeling of her voluptuous form being pressed up against him. She would be wearing one of those flirty little sundresses she favored, and he would not be able to keep from sliding his hands up under her dress to fondle her lovely ass. He would turn his attentions from her lips to her neck, kissing her softly there before moving to her earlobes. Somehow he knew that gently licking and sucking her ear would make her moan with pleasure, making him absolutely desperate to have her.

Brazenly hoping not to be discovered, he would turn her around and press her up against the deck rail, moving himself against her so she could feel his arousal. He would lift up her skirt and be even more turned on to discover she wasn’t wearing panties; his fingers would explore her pussy and massage her clit, doubtless finding her to be soaking wet and waiting for him. He knew that it wouldn’t take much to bring her to orgasm, to feel her gasp and shudder as she came while he fingered her pussy, and that afterward she would beg him to fuck her, and he would be unable to resist.

He would unzip his pants to release his throbbing cock, and thrust it inside her so hard that it would make her moan; she would lean slightly forward over the deck rail, and he would grab her hips and fuck alman porno her so hard she couldn’t help but cum again and again. He could practically feel her tight, wet pussy throbbing as he plunged in and out of her, his balls slapping against her, until he finally came deep inside her.

She had fantasies, too. She dreamed of him coming to her cabin late one night, having no pretense other than that he simply had to see her. She would let him in and put out the “Do Not Disturb” sign to allow them privacy, and as she turned around he would take her in his arms and kiss her. She felt the same way he did, that the kiss would be sweet at first but would quickly take on a life of its own, filled with passion. She would rip his shirt off and run her hands over his muscular chest, then pull him closer for another hungry kiss. He would pull her dress off over her head, and gaze lustfully at the red sating bra and thong she wore underneath; she would take advantage of his distraction and unbuckle his pants, pushing him onto the bed, where she would climb on top of him.

Once there, she would kiss his face, his neck, then work her way down his chest and stomach until she got to his cock. She wanted to take him in her mouth, but first a little teasing – she would kiss the insides of his thighs, then lick his balls, and by then he would be begging her to suck his cock. Happy to oblige, she would take him in her mouth and blow his mind. She knew she gave good head, and she wanted to see the look on his face when he realized she meant to suck him off. She would use her lips, her hands, and even her teeth to bring him to the most amazing climax he’d ever had, and she would top off his enjoyment by swallowing every bit of his cum, licking his cock until it was alexis texas porno completely clean.

After that, she would remove her bra and thong and climb on top of him again, relishing the feeling of their naked bodies, the sensuality of skin on skin. He would wrap his arms around her and they would kiss, deeply and almost frantically, until he found himself aroused again. Once she felt his hardness against her, she would pull away and mount him, crying out in ecstasy as his hard cock filled her wet pussy. She would ride him until she came hard, as she always did when she was on top, writhing against him as he held onto her waist and didn’t let her pull away. Then he would roll her over and take her from behind, fucking her just the way she liked it, hard and fast, until he pulled out and came all over her ass and lower back.

So many fantasies were entertained that week, and yet they never had a moment alone. The last night of the cruise, he caught her watching him yet again, and this time he approached her, putting his hand on her shoulder and asking if there was something she wanted to say. She wanted to, so very badly, but just couldn’t find the words, and so she just smiled and shook her head. After dinner she gave him a hug, and held his hand just a little too long as she told him how much she’d enjoyed meeting him; and then she turned and walked out of the dining room without a backward glance.

That night, as she walked along the deck, she wished that he would find her; what could one little kiss hurt, she thought? But she knew the chemistry between them was too strong, and it would never be as simple as just one kiss. Anyhow, in spite of her hopes, he never materialized, and eventually she went back to her room alone. The next morning, as she exited the ship via the gangplank, she didn’t know he watched her from the dining room window, wishing he had broken the rules just this once, knowing now he’d never be able to taste her lips or feel her pressed against him, and he knew he would regret that for a long, long time.

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Ben stared out of the window of his country cabin, too distracted to be in any way productive with work because she was coming. He heard a car drive the road close by but it didn’t slow so it wasn’t them, he still had time to panic.

‘God, why am I nervous?’ he thought. He haven’t seen his best friend in person for over a year but there was nothing to be anxious about. He opened his e-mails, scanning for anything quick and easy to do but finding nothing to keep his mind preoccupied so he just closed the laptop and gave up.

The last time he saw Matt and Natalie was their wedding in February the year before. They had a small wedding, she was stunning of course and Ben was there every step of the way as best man. He’d done his duty and kept the groom alive on the stag do in Brussels, made damn sure he wrote his vows before the day of the wedding and picked up the rings, guarding them until they blissfully put them on each other’s fingers. And when the wedding was over, he got drunk. He flirted with the bridesmaids, bought the father of the bride more than one tequila shot even though he couldn’t remember how many exactly. Kissing Natalie wasn’t on the agenda though.

His phone started to vibrate and dragged his mind back to the present. It was Matt.

“Hi mate, you all good?”

There was a pause before a feminine voice said “Um, hi Ben, it’s Natalie. Matty’s driving but thinks we might be lost? We’ve just passed a Dobbies and McDonald’s, does that sound right?”

Fuck, her voice was silky smooth, was it always that sweet?

“Yeah, that’s right, keep on that road for about 10 minutes then you’ll see signs for the village. And take it easy, this April rain isn’t going to be letting up and sometimes the roads can get muddy.”

“Okay, thanks, that’s a relief. I’m still shocked you moved out of the city but can’t wait to see the place! Won’t be long.”

The call ended before he could say anything else. That was definitely the first time they’d spoken since the kiss. He had been in the garden of the hotel on his own during their wedding reception, overlooking a duck pond. Mostly he just needed away from the noise for a break, and the cool crisp air was even keeping the smokers inside.

Ben had heard her giggle behind him and turned around just in time to see her struggle down some steps in her gown to get to the side of the pond. She was so beautiful and the tipsy smile she had plastered on her face was worth all the stress of planning this thing. A mixture of euphoria and relief was driving her to keep going but her eyes were tired after the chaos. She stood beside me, and gestured for me to keep quiet, then she reached into a little paper bag I hadn’t noticed her holding and she emptied dry bird food pellets into her hand and scattered them around. All of a sudden, ducks sensed food and came rushing towards her, swallowing the food greedily.

Her laugh was so contagious, Ben couldn’t help but smile with her. After a few minutes of feeding, the ducks were a little happier and returned to the pond when the bag had been emptied.

“I came out to thank you for your help today, we couldn’t have done this without your support.”

“I’m glad to have been there, you guys are like family.”

She smiled but shivered, her strapped dress not giving much protection against the cold night air. Instinctively he shrugged his jacket off and swiftly put it over her shoulders, tucking her in. They stood so close, her perfume was faded but he caught a subtle smell, the sweetness of vanilla, and then somehow porno izle after that they were kissing. Not just a peck, her hands gripped his arms, massaged them and a satisfied moan escaped her. His hands had run over her back, holding her in place as their tongues danced together.

Ben’s cock grew hard in his trousers and he kept his grip strong on her, supporting her as she leaned in. Mid-kiss, she jerked away and gasped, her soft tongue dragged so suddenly from his mouth, and he had heard someone calling her name from the building. The darkness had taken over the dusk, so it’s not likely we would have been seen but his heart had raced and he was paralysed as she ran back to her wedding party without looking back.

The rest of the night had been a bit of a blur, and then COVID hit right after their honeymoon, so communication was kept to WhatsApp messages, and the kiss was never mentioned. But now she was coming here, and Ben had no idea if she remembered. They were both drunk, exhausted. It didn’t mean anything, did it?

He didn’t have time to pontificate more, because their car pulled up in my drive for a visit now restrictions were lifted. This was going to be a long weekend.

********

“Mate!” Matt exclaimed after polishing off his fourth glass of wine since dinner ended, “I fucking love this place. It’s got trees, man, and so much space! Jeeze all you have to do is get a home gym and you’d never miss the city!”

Dinner had gone well, there had been laughter, stories swapped, and seemingly no awkwardness. Natalie’s hair had grown passed her shoulders, and it suited her more than the pixie cut he used to admire. Her eyes were soft and considered, like she was constantly thinking about something that no one else would know.

The storm had gotten worse but the wine was flowing. Ben couldn’t help but notice Natalie poured more for Matt than herself, and she couldn’t have had more than a single glass so was relatively sober. Matt was jolly but would very soon crash, as he had done for the past 13 years he’d been in Ben’s life. Once he even fell asleep at a bar when they’d gone to see a metal band in college. Seriously, if that small pub filled with the noise from drums and guitars couldn’t wake him, nothing would.

The temperature had dropped considerably since their arrival and the storm showed no signs of stopping. Matt’s voice grew louder and louder with every sentence but Ben just watched his eyes, paying no attention to the word vomit coming out of his mouth. His eyes dropped significantly and then popped right back open again, fighting off the sleep so very soon they were putting him to bed like a toddler.

“No, I don’t wanna sleep, I wanna party,” he slurred, his head nestled on the guest bed pillow. Natalie calmly shooshed him and then all that was heard was the telltale heavy breathing of a sleeping man.

Ben gently waved goodbye and gestured himself out the door, leaving her with her husband.

‘Things were clearly fine between us,’ he thought, ‘no need to panic. The kiss doesn’t need mentioned and we’ll have a grand weekend.’

He swaggered happily upstairs to his own room but the feeling was short lived.

He’d opened the door, a shiver hitting him hard, and then realised with frustration that the window had been left open all day. He groaned and padded over to close it but he could see the damage was already done, and the top half of his bed was soaked with rainwater and the room was freezing.

“Fuck sake,” he muttered under his breath as he locked amatör porno it shut, but resigned himself to a sleep on the sofa. It would dry out for the next night at least. He dragged his clothes off, but left his boxers, took a blanket from his cupboard and padded downstairs.

Setting up his bed on the sofa, he heard a creek behind him and he spun around, heart flapping about in his chest.

“Sorry,” Natalie said, “I didn’t mean to scare you, I was just heading for a quick pee.”

“No worries, I wasn’t scared, just not used to having people around I guess.”

She smiled and tip toed through the bathroom door closing it gently. She’d only been wearing some panties and a loose T-shirt which was likely Matts. Her legs looked so smooth and perfectly curvy, a tattoo on her thigh drew the gaze down there. His cock twitched as he thought of running his tongue over her thigh, kissing up to her mound where he’d find a soaking wet clitoris, and he’d lick and suck between her legs until she…

The toilet flushed.

Fuck, he panicked and he lay down on the sofa, grabbed his phone and held it in front of his face so she wouldn’t think he’d just been standing there like some creeper.

“Didn’t you say this was a two bedroom place? Why are you sleeping out here?” She asked, closing the door behind her, and leaning over a chair.

“Oh it is, but I’m an idiot and left my window open, so not only is my bed soaked with rainwater, but it’s freezing. I’ll be fine here for the night.”

“Well now I feel bad taking your spare bed, especially since that sofa isn’t the comfiest.” A silence hung in the air as they both pondered for a moment.

“Why don’t you come to bed with us?” she asked. “It’s plenty big enough and it will be cosier than out here.”

“It is cold out here, but are you sure?”

“Yeah, we’ll manage, it’ll be like a proper sleepover. Just hurry up, my feet are frozen.”

A few minutes later, they were tucking themselves into bed. Matt was snoring away and almost hanging off one side. Natalie slid into the middle leaving plenty room for Ben to lie there too. He could sense her shivering and her legs had been exposed to the cold too long.

“Can you do me a favor and come a bit closer, I’m still freezing and I don’t want to wake Matty just to warm myself up,” she whispered.

Ben shuffled gently over to her, and she turned away from him but let their bodies close in together. He could smell the sweetness of her hair, her cold body was almost shivering but it wouldn’t take long for them to warm up. After a few minutes she started gently rocking her hips, her bum grazing his boxer shorts.

“What are you doing?” he breathed.

“The movement will warm us up faster,” she said as the subtle movement turned into very un-subtle grinding. Ben’s dick began to get hard and he couldn’t help but move with her, rocking his groin in rythem. Fully erect, ‘there’s no way she couldn’t notice,’ he thought. ‘She has to know what this is doing to me.’ He paused his movements to see what she would do, to make sure this was going where he thought it was.

“Don’t stop, Ben, please,” she breathed.

His hands lightly brushed the top of her arms, over her back and down to her hips and thighs. She let out a soft moan and moved slightly to lift the t-shirt up, and over her head, so she was now only in her panties. He pulled her in closer, their limbs intertwined, he kissed her neck and shoulders.

Her breathing picked up the pace and her own hand had reached anal porno back to rub my legs.

Matt made a loud snore, and they paused their movements.

“Please, Ben. I need you,” she said, turning onto her back so our faces were only inches apart.

“What about Matt?”

“You know that an earthquake wouldn’t wake him.”

“You’re drunk, I’m taking advantage.”

“I had a single glass with dinner, then I stopped. I’m sober.”

“You’re married.”

“And for the past year I’ve been imagining you finger fucking me in my wedding dress by that pond. I wanted it that night and I want it now. What do you want?” she whispered.

His cock strained against the material and it took all the strength he had not to rip her panties off and fuck her hard right that second.

‘Please Ben,’ she whispered again and she spread her legs open, inviting him in.

No more words were needed and he slid her panties down without consulting his brain. In this moment, he knew what he wanted and any consequences would be a problem for another day. He kissed her neck while his hand caressed her butt, it was a little jiggly as he massaged it and squeezed, imagining how wonderful licking her asshole would be, burying his face in her cheeks.

Her body turned onto her side, and Ben pulled her close in a spooning position, gliding his hands up and around her chest to fondle her nipples. Her back arched and her breathing became laboured at the tease. She propped her leg up and grabbed my wrist, guiding his fingers down.

Between her thighs, Ben’s hands worked her pussy, first circling her clit, and then reaching further in. He finger fucked her gently at first but soon his pace quickened.

Ben added another finger to the two already pumping in and out of her soaking wet centre, she reached behind her to grab his cock through his boxers.

Ben couldn’t even focus on his own pleasure, he just needed her to cum. Matching her writhing body, her legs began gently twitching and he knew she was close.

“Be quiet for me, Baby, can you do that?”

Ben breathed into her ear and she nodded, digging her face into the pillow to soften any accidental moans.

She’s slick and ready so Ben adds another finger, and pumps in at the fastest pace his arm could allow in that position, his thumb expertly circling her clit at the same time and soon her body tensed up, writhing to a rhythem. Ben removed his hand, now covered in her juices and she repositioned herself, and grabbed his thighs, leading his aching cock closer to her core.

He tore his boxers down and positioned his aching, ridged cock at her entrance and slid in easily. She was so fucking wet and was ready for him.

Still on their sides, not daring to change positions, Ben drove his dick in and out of her, her warm juices making her feel like silk. Her walls clenched around him and her face returned to the pillow. Ben knew she was ready to cum again.

He was daring and pumped in and out faster, harder, not caring that his best friend was asleep beside them, not caring that she was married, not even caring about not using a condom. All Ben cared about in that moment was making her feel satisfied. Her body tightened up as her orgasm flowed and after three more thrusts he released his load into her, spurting cum as deep as his hips would let him be.

Tired and spent, Natalie snuggled in, relaxing into a satisfied sleep. Ben gently pulled his softening dick out if his best friends’ wife and used his boxers to clean up, with one arm trapped under her beautiful naked body. Matt was still snoring and hadn’t moved through their entire tryst.

Ben sighed and followed her lead, the two of them drifting away from conscious, naked in bed with her husband. Ben just hoped Matt wouldn’t wake up first.

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