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I wasn’t too thrilled about having to wear a rabbit outfit. The Easter play was going to be a quick one, yet I knew that I would sweat out at least ten pounds while “entombed” in the furry covering. The nice part about the whole affair was that I was not going to be just any rabbit. The Easter play was the inspired idea of a great fan of Lewis Carroll. I was going to be the Rabbit from Alice in Wonderland. It was even better news when I found out that you were going to be Alice. It was going to be servitude to perform in such an outfit, but the benefits would far outweigh the discomfort.

My costume, though very light on the topside, was so bulky at the bottom that I found that I needed to borrow a friend’s van to move all of its dimensions. There wasn’t a mask at all, which pleased me until I found out that I would still be covered in thick face paint. I feel like the Elephant Man, shuffling as well as I could down the sidewalk and wedging myself tightly behind the steering wheel. I wanted few people to see me in such a garish outfit.

I almost told you that I wouldn’t be able to give you a ride to the performance, yet you seemed highly sympathetic to my plight. I was glad that I didn’t decline you a ride as you stepped out from your front door every bit “Alice”. Your long blond hair was combed out straight and held back by a traditional Victorian clasp. Though the blue and white dress revealed very little of your shapely figure, I found myself staring blindly at your firm legs encased in sheer, white stockings that disappeared enviably under the hem of your dress. You smiled sweetly as you stepped up through the passenger door and hopped up onto the Captain’s chair next to me. The must and layers of sweat that resided in the costume were evicted from my sinuses as all I could smell now was the heavily aroma of tea-olive. The suit and the make-up hid well what would have been some embarrassing physical responses to how provocatively you were dressed. I found myself taking deeper breaths just so I could think even wilder thoughts.

The play was a success. It was for “the kids”, so how can such a classical children’s’ story be a flop. The costumes were enough to keep them happy, and many wanted a chance to scratch the Rabbit behind the ears, or drink tea with the Mad Hatter after the performance was done. “Alice” seemed to attract the attention of a number of father’s at the performance; go figure.

The director was merciful to us all for he kept the mingling to the bare minimum. He had plans for that afternoon, as did many of us trapped under the layers of costumes and make-up. There was some time to chitchat with a few others of the cast as we proceeded to the parking lot. The Mad Hatter wasn’t all that “Mad” as he offered us some cold beers he had stashed away in his cavernous coats pockets. I found myself wanting to work more with such method actors.

There would have been more small talk, yet I found that the costume was beginning to get itchy in the Spring heat of the South. Sensing my increasing discomfort, you quickly ushered us away from the Mad Hatter and back to the van. In no time, the A/C was blowing on high and I was draped over the dashboard trying to place any opening in the costume bursa eskort over an available vent. I glanced over and found that you were doing the same yet with more success. You of course were wearing a dress.

The van filled with the sweetness of your perfume. You sat there in the passenger seat; your legs spread slightly, the hem of your dress up over the dashboard vents. Not only was the smell of your perfume overwhelming but also the sight of your body so arranged was arousing. Your legs looked so perfect in the stockings as you raised them up and rested your feet onto the top of dash. It was only when I saw you smiling at me that I realized that I had been staring at you. Your only response was, “Let me help you get out of that suit.” You extended a hand to me and led me to the back of the van.

You lead me through the Captain’s chairs into the back of the van. Standing there, in the cooling rush of air, you turn around and soon we are kissing. Your lips rub against mine as our tongues caress each other wetly. My velveteen arms wrap around your waist and my mittened hands cup what I can of your bottom. Your hands dive and rise through the furry folds of the costume. I hear you moan through our kiss as you relish the feel of the fur in your hands. It seems to excite you more.

I feel a lot through the costume, but I don’t feel your hand descend between my legs. Though the costume is very baggy at my crotch, you do feel something hard under the folds. We separate from our kiss, and I look upon you smiling. Your face has white patches from where the make-up has rubbed off. You coo sheepishly as your hand continues to rub the furry member you have discovered.

You have me lie down on my back with the intent of disrobing me. I would hope that you would move quickly, yet your actions are deliberately clumsy. It seems that you have adopted the persona of someone naive to what rabbits hide in their clothes. The effect is even more alluring and with charm.

Your hands open a seam in the costume at my crotch. They disappear into the costume. I feel your hands fumble with the layers of clothing beneath. It is when your soft hands come into contact my flesh that I grasp blindly with my mittens at anything. The pleasure is intense, and you smile coquettishly at having caused it.

As your hands rub it gently, I expect you to take it into your mouth. The cool air from the AC makes it seem to wilt. Before I get the chance to see you resurrect it with the warmth your mouth offers, you swing a stockinged leg over my chest. I look up only to see your back and two legs straddling my chest. With a whip of your hair, I see your head disappear. I feel my penis covered with warmth after that.

I lift up your dress and begin to look for where the two stockings end. The dress gathers neatly above your bottom. I see the tops of the stockings joined at your waist by a white garter belt. Underneath the lingerie, I see a damp pair of white cotton panties. That is what I have been seeking.

The sensations on my penis are incredible. You seem to enjoy alternating the sensations between the cold air of the van and the warmth of your mouth on my skin. The feeling of it in your mouth is arousing you, bursa otele gelen escort as well. Your free hand runs up and down the length of my furry thighs. There is very little assistance that I need trying to remove your panties. When you sense that I want to get at what is in them, you pause briefly to whip them off. Soon, our mouths are pressed firmly to each others wet, flushed skin.

Only by my urging do you pull the mittens from hands. I promise you that I will massage your naked body with them later when we get back to my place. In the meantime, I need my fingers free so they can help my lips pull and rub at your clit. The other hand caresses your bottom as I gently massage your rectum with the thumb. You have tortured me with hot and cold, it is my turn to torture you with my fingers and lips. I seem to be doing a good job as you can only push back onto my face harder. You want to grind your mons down onto my face but without suffocating me.

We lay on the floor of the van, kissing and tonguing each other with ticklish results. Our moans signal to each other that we are doing well with what we have before us.

I lick at your sweet lips. You have found a happy medium between suffocating me and allowing me to raise the level of your pleasure with my mouth. My thumb is now pressed fully into the puckered skin of your bottom. I love it as your mouth bathes my skin with saliva. I shudder involuntarily as you gently massage my testicles with a free hand. I feel you rub my erect flesh across your lips, your cheeks, your face.

In our fumbling in the van, I accidentally knock over an Easter basket that my friend had left. My hand settles on soft chocolate eggs that have been sitting in the heat while we were performing. As well, I hear the familiar sound of a windup toy’s motor; an egg with chicken’s feet that cause it to hop across the carpeted floor to me. Inspiration seizes my mind.

While you continue to assault my penis with your mouth, I unwrap one of the chocolate candies and place it on my tongue. It is there for just a minute as I press my mouth back to your clit. The creamy feeling against your sensitive skin causes you to sigh. This is minor compared to what happens after I press the windup toy to your rectum.

Having wound it up tightly, I press the round egg part of it into your rectum as my mouth vigorously massages your clit with the chocolaty goo. The vibrations from the tiny toy motor cause you to seize up from the incredible feeling it causes. I feel one of your hands grasp my leg tightly as the other almost pulls my cock from its root. A high pitched cry emerges from your throat as you shudder. You become wild with the sensations filling your body. I hear you use words that I never thought I would hear on a Sunday. You are coming, and it is a cacophony of moans, cries, profanity and joy. I almost suffocate as you grind down onto my mouth.

As your orgasm subsides, you turn around quickly and thrust your tongue into my mouth. You straddle my body and run your hands through my hair, pressing my face to yours. You search my mouth with yours for any leftover chocolate. It is heavenly. You stop only to look into my eyes and tell nilüfer escort me how good you felt. In the dim lighting of the van, you look angelic; your face hovering over mine. How quickly it develops a devilish grin as you plop a chocolate on your tongue and press it into my mouth. The sweetness of the chocolate with the sweetness of your kiss is decadent. I savor the taste of both. It is broken only by you putting another chocolate on your tongue and smiling that same devilish smile as you turn away from me and return to my soft, wavering penis poking out of the costume.

I gaze down at you as you extend your tongue, coated with soft, gooey chocolate and began to paint the skin of my penis with it. Reddened skin develops a dark brown tone as you proceed to run your tongue up one side of it and then down the other. You stop only to let me clean the remaining chocolate from your mouth with mine, then put another piece of chocolate into your mouth to let it soften. In no time, my penis is erect and covered with slick layer of saliva and soft chocolate. The corners of your mouth are the same way. Looking at you in the costume, you have the appearance of a young lady from an English boarding school caught during snack time. You gaze up at me as you lower your mouth onto my cock, clearly intending to finish your snack.

I am frozen at the sight of you giving me head. The smell of your perfume, the smell of your body, the smell of chocolate; all of these things fill my nose. My eyes are filled with the sight of your mouth suckling on my penis. Each time you go down, there is less and less chocolate for your mouth to clean off. Your eyes constantly look up at mine, almost as if they are trying gauge when I have had enough and am ready to come. Your hair lies like fine straw across the costume, running in each and every direction from your scalp.

Wanting me to come, your send a hand into the costume again to massage my testicles. They cup them lightly yet firmly. Your other hand continues to stroke my cock as you remove your mouth quickly from my penis and lean up to me to kiss me again. You look deeply into my eyes and tell me that you want me to come. You descend again onto me letting those words echo in my mind.

The image of me being fully in your mouth, the sensation of your hands on my skin, it causes what you have been wanting. You feel my testicles tighten in their fleshy sack as my penis seems to grow in your mouth. You take me deeper into your mouth as you know what is coming next.

First, there is a slight, warm tickle in your throat. Then it suddenly feels larger as you feel my first jet explode into your mouth. That far back in your mouth, you have no taste of it but swallow it heartily. You move your mouth back further so that the next one lands on your tongue. It is hot and bitter, but blends nicely with the taste of sweet chocolate still lingering on your palate. You swallow again. This is repeated two more times as I groan loudly at your oral attention. You moan to yourself as the feeling of me coming in your mouth almost triggers another orgasm in you. The look of urgency fills your eyes as you look up at me again. My penis softening in your mouth, you move up onto me again, straddling my body with yours. We attempt to gain our breath back as we kiss each other deeply. I taste me on your lips. You taste you on mine. We both taste chocolate. The van running, the AC blowing, us lying together, we doze off in each other’s arms, knowing that the day isn’t over with yet.

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My first date with Norm was for lunch. He was to meet me in town at one of our nicest restaurants. As I approached the restaurant, my heart began to beat quite hard. There was this very handsome man dressed in white slacks, powder blue shirt, white straw hat and white shoes. My immediate thoughts were of Casablanca. As I approached, he said, “You must be Shirley.” I cannot even remember if I answered him. I followed him into the restaurant and after twowonderful hours of conversation, wine and a very nice light lunch, we left the restaurant. We drove down to the river and took a nice walk along the river. Several times along our walk, Norm stopped and pulled me to him and gave me some very nice, warm, wet kisses. I could feel his immediate reaction to my tongue entering his wonderful mouth. When we returned to our cars, I invited him to my apartment. He followed me and we were in my unit in just a few minutes.

As soon as we were inside, we were in each others arms, once again exploring each other with our hands and kisses. I led him into my bedroom, turned on the ceiling fan and began to undress him. I sucked on his nipples that were already rigid, as I worked down slowly, I took his rigid cock in my mouth, licking and kissing ever so gently. I was pleasantly surprised at the size of his shaft. I was so wet by the time I removed the last of his clothes. He then undressed me so very gently kissing every inch as the clothes came off.

We got on the bed that I had turned down, had lit candles and we began pleasing each other. He licked and kissed my breasts. He worked down to my clit ever so gently licking and sucking. He inserted one or two fingers into my vagina and I immediately had an orgasm. He took me into his mouth savoring my warm juices, licking, sucking and before long I had a second orgasm. I took his head in my hands and pulled him up as I wanted to taste myself too. I love that. I rolled him over on his back and began to kiss and lick every part of him. I held his cock in my hands and ever so gently stroked the shaft as I took his balls in my mouth, one at a time. I sucked and licked and kissed and got my tongue between his cock and balls and he loved that. His back arched and I immediately took his cock in my mouth. I ran my tongue around the head, into the tiny opening in the end and alternating, I would take as much of his cock down my throat, the up to the head. I told Norm I would be right back. I went to the kitchen and prepared two glasses of water. One hot and one just cold tap. I brought a towel. Told him to keep his eyes escort bayan closed. I took a mouthful of the hot water, took his shaft into my mouth. I held as much as I could while I let him fuck my mouth with the warm water. Then I swallowe it and took the cold water. I repeated the same procedure several more times, hot then cold. It was totally driving him crazy. I loved it.

I eased off and returned to his wonderful mouth. I asked him if he wanted to take a break or if he was ready to make love. That was the beginning of a wonderful evening.

When I asked Norm if he wanted a break or make love, he said, lets have some appetizers first. I smiled and told him I would be right back. Again I went to the kitchen. I had bought and cleaned some beautiful strawberries, fresh pineapple and grapes. I had some whipped cream as well. I fixed a tray of all the goodies and returned to the bedroom, but not before I put on a little white ruffled apron, white cuffs on my wrists. Then just before I left the kitchen, I sprayed some whipped cream on my nipples, belly button and clit.

On my way I picked up a large beach towel from the linen closet. I laid the tray down and asked Norm to sit up for a minute so I could spread the beach towel on the bed. Graciously, he accommodated and helped spread the towel while he licked and sucked the whipped cream from my hard erect nipples, tiny belly button and lingered licking and sucking my clit clean. I set the tray on the towel and we each had a strawberry smothered with whipped cream. I told Norm to lay back. I enhaled some of his warm, wet, thrusting kisses, making me feel like I was dripping juices down my thighs. I sparyed the whipped cream all over his hard cock thinking it might go soft from the cold cream, but it actually became more erect. I took it ever so slowly into my mouth licking, sucking and swallowing the whipped cream. His cock actually quivered in my mouth making me start to pump nothing but air. I lifted his right leg so I could straddle it and began to ride it while I sucked him. He was moaning and it made me suck and pump all the harder. His cock was pulsating and I eased off as I didn’t want it to end so soon.

I came back up savoring some more of his wonderful kisses. His tongue probed into my mouth and I responded with as much feeling as I could possess. He asked me to lay down. As I did, he spread my legs and gently caressed, licked and sucked on my clit till I was arched up into his mouth. His tongue entered my vagina flicking so hard it immediately released another climax. bursa merkez escort He sucked and drank my juices, coming up to kiss me knowing I liked to taste my juices. Again, he laid me down. He made a little plate on my tummy of strawberries, pineapple and grapes. He would swath a piece of fruit in my pussy; he would eat one then give me one. It was so wonderful. We finished off the fruit and removed the tray and beach towel. The candles were so perfect and the ceiling fan helped to cool our hot bodies.

Norm asked me to get on the edge of the bed and first entered me as he stood beside the bed. The first thrust took my breath away. I was so wet and ready for him and I knew it felt good for him too. My God, he was so hard and just kept hitting all the right spots. I had another climax immediately. He backed out and rolled me over and I took his cock in my mouth and drank my juices that were left. He got on his back and I sat on top. His hard erect cock entered my pussy that was still hot and wet with my juices. I rode that cock for a long time enjoyed every thrust and again had another hot, wet climax. I told Norm I wanted to rest for a little while. So I lifted my body off of his hard cock; I licked, kissed and stroked it, then lay beside him for awhile. We were both still breathing very hard. The fan helped to cool us down a little. I got up and washed and cleaned myself as I wanted his mouth and tongue in my pussy again and I wanted in nice and fresh.

When I returned to the bed he was ready and waiting for me. I laid on my back and I got just what I wanted, but much, much more. To my surprise, Norm had brought some surgical gloves. He began with the wonderful, hot, wet, lingering french kisses, sucking my tongue till I was arching my pussy up to meet him. But he worked his way down (putting on gloves I did not know he had) to my now swollen and hard clit. He sucked, kissed and licked more and more. As his tongue entered my pussy, he entered my anus with a finger (gloved). I had never had such an experience in my entire life. The orgasm I had then, was a slow, long, lingering explosion. It seemed to last a lifetime, just getting stronger as his tongue thrust into my pussy and his finger fucked my anus. It is an orgasm I will never forget.

After my session of oral sex and the magnificent anus finger fucking, I told Norm I had to take a break. Once again I went into the bath to wash up and freshen up. I got us both a nice cool glass of wine and some cheese and crackers. We once again spread the beach gürsu escort towel, fed each other our tidbits and enjoyed our wine. All this time I kept stroking Norm’s wonderful cock, not letting it get soft. I would lean over and kiss and suck now and then just for my pleasure. We cleaned up our snacks and finished our wine. I removed the beach towel and told Norm to lay back down. I started with some of his wonderful french kisses, our tongues playing with each others. I had taken one of the gloves with me, I think without him knowing it.

As I worked down his hard lean body and put his wonderful cock in my mouth, I worked around his balls, back up taking his cock in and out of my mouth. I got him very wet and his juices were flowing. I was able to get a good amount in my mouth and lubricated a couple of the gloved fingers. As I fully took his cock in my mouth and down my throat as far as I could, I entered his anus. I thought that he was going to pass out. He was making noises I had never heard before, exciting me even more. It was my first experience to do this, and whether or not it was his first, he was totally enjoying it. I continued to suck and nibble on his balls, biting his hard cock, sucking, licking and deep throating as far as I could. I have no idea how long this went on but it was great for both of us. For me to be able to please my lover as much as I was, just gave me more strength to continue. After what seemed like forever, he took my head in his hands and pulled me up. I removed the glove and we kissed each other like I have never been kissed in my life. There was more feeling and love in that embrace, I will never forget it. Norm kissed my eyes, my nose, my ears, my throat, my mouth and over and over again kept telling me how good it had felt.

He pulled me on top of him and rode him until I once again exploded. My juices ran down and soaked the bedding under Norm. We rolled over and he mounted me from the rear. He stood on the floor and I was at the edge of the bed. He thrust his hard cock in and out until I was weak. We could watch each other in the mirror I have over my bed and God, it was so beautiful. I wanted him on top of me to finish our making love. I feel closest to my parter on the bottom. I love the body contact, the ease of kissing (I love the kisses while fucking), holding his hard body. He is a magnificent lover. It was about 15 minutes he asked me if I was ready for the finale. I told him yes. Our strokes became harder and quicker. I could feel my final climax building and I told him I was ready. Within a minute we both exploded into each other. I could feel his cum squirting into me and it made me wild. We melted into one, held each other for the longest time. I truly Love Norm and always will.

I truly hope that whoever reads this true story, finds their perfect love partner.

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We met Anthea in a transport café. She was on the road and was asking for a lift to Sheffield.

But she didn’t seem to have any success and sat there, sipping coffee and looking very rejected.

My co-driver, Phil noticed her first, well he would wouldn’t he? He has a lusty eye for an woman in tight jeans, he said that is what made the world go around and kept his libido healthy and the oversexed sod had a host of pictures he’d taken secretly on his mobile phone of bums he would most like to fuck. True, one could say he was a pervert but I had to admit I was taken by some of the pictures and Phil certainly had a knack for getting the right angle. It amazed me just how he did it, the close ups especially.

I could see why he had his beady eye focused on the girl sat in the corner of the room and guessed he would soon have another pictures his collection.

She looked very appetizing indeed and I don’t mind saying that my libido was making moves below the waist.

“She obviously hasn’t seen us Pete. Shall I go over and offer her a lift?”

“Don’t be a wanker Phil, we are not going anywhere Sheffield. Liverpool is miles away.”

“We could to a detour. Come on Pete it will be worth it Imagine … well you know, with that!”

I looked over towards her table again and she noticed me looking. That is when she approached us. Phil spoke first; “I hear you would like a lift to Sheffield?”

“I am desperate, I have an exam in the university tomorrow and need to get there to setup some digs, please say you can help me?.”

“You have no money?”

“I am fucking skint” she replied.

“It would mean going out of our way” I put in and what I had in mind must have been obvious.

“If it sex you want in payment I am willing to do that. I simply must make it for tomorrow. That is really important”

Phil looked at me with a happy smile on his face and a look-in his eye that said to go for it.

This girl was certainly open about it. She said it like it was an everyday thing.

“Okay, we shall make a special diversion for porno you. What’s your name?”

“Anthea – and yours?

I told her and asked if she was sure about this.

She paused and grinned, her blonde hair and blue eyes were daunting. I could really go for her after a so far strenuous and pent up journey in the road from Southampton

“I would have to make one or two no go’s” she said upon which Phil looked glum.

“There we go, first the good news and then the bad” he quipped.

“I can give you both a blow job and you can have a sniff if you’d like but anything else is closed shop at the moment.”

I whispered in Phil’s ear telling him it improbably her time of the month. He whispered back and said that he would go for anything if I was game.”

“We are on” I told her and she showed her thanks with a real open French kiss.”

“What about me” said Phil, the other guys looking on with that certain envious expression on their faces and then he got similar treatment.

“I think we had better vamoose pretty quickly “he said lifting himself off the chair, looking altogether like he had a huge hard on, and that was just from the French kiss!.

We both ushered her out. I paid for the bill and from being watched the sexy sway of those gorgeously defines curves.

“You can sit between us in the cab, “I said.

“Fine” she said with a happy smile/ “Let me know when you want your payment?”

“When we are a little into our journey. I know a place we can pull in and that will be good.”

“Can’t wait” put in Phil grabbing her around the waist.

“The perhaps I can give you a bit of a get ready go,” she suggested without hesitation like she was looking forward to it as much were we.

“Just a sniff would be absolutely sublime baby, we can do that whilst travelling can’t we Pete?”

“Give it a go’ I said. “On the understanding I can have some too, later when stop.”

“How would you like me to be Phil” she asked

“I have a cushion here, let me just plant that underneath so you can slip to the edge of the seat and open up some”

“Like this?”

Phil was down there like a shot. She looked absolutely divine, displaying al those wonderful feminine curves and the karma of the crutch which Phil already had his nose into her jeans, sniffing her there.

She was really enjoying that, as much as he and the sounds of their pleasure showed that.

She said to be a little delicate there because it was that time of the month and that is why she had to refuse a fuck but he was welcome to sniff her ass.

The way Phil was anything went and he was soon panting and came up red faced. Then he asked her if she would roll slightly the side so he could sniff her from behind and she gladly did, propping it out for him so naturally. He told her it was made for spoiling and would make a superb fuck.

“Well maybe up the ass later when we stop, that would be nice. I shall need some lubricant though.

“We have some Vaseline” Phil quipped.

All this was like a fantasy was it really happening. Yes it was and now I knew I had a real big time hard on below the wheel, and with Anthea leaning towards me as Phil sniffed her up she obviously noticed because her hand was there, playing with me.

“Nice!” She said. Hadn’t we better pull, in?”

“Yes let’s do that” I replied by which time she had already undone my zip and popped my erector full out. When we stopped – Phil was really going to town in her jeans. It was like she was smothering him, locking his head between her crotch and lapping it up. She was a real sex bomb and no mistake and I was wondering how her suck would be in the frenzy.

“You are a bit stinky” she remarked jerking back my foreskin.

“Don’t get me wrong Pete. I adore the smell of seasoned cock but you are a bit sweaty.= let me reach for my handbag. “she did and she pulled out some clean wipes most women carry and to feel her wipe and clean him there was a real treat.

“I love when he does that?” She grinned as he jumped every time she squeezed.

“You ought to be proud of him Pete. He is beautiful and now I can suck him and she did and I\ was soon in another world.

The sounds of sex coming out of the three of us we simultaneously reflected the wonderful bond we shared..

“I think it is time to go in our compartment, behind?” I suggested to Phil and of course, he agreed. Already I was well sucked and nurtured but I wanted some of what Phil had enjoyed, so by going into the rest compartment we could let ourselves go.

She agreed to drop her jeans on the proviso we did not attempt to fuck her quinny, that we could both have her ass with pleasure and that was mutely agreed. I had her bend on all fours and carried on where Phil had left off. It was fun to spread her ass cheeks apart in those skin tight jeans and smelling her femininity as well as a good scent of rampant ass. First though, through her jeans which were nice, feeling her shuffle into my face – and then bare assed which smelt and tasted good.

I could easily have cupped my hand over her tampaxed quinny but kept my promise not to go there, instead was tongue in asshole as she enjoyed the suck of Phil’s cock and the feel of his balls and she openly said so, she then rolled her ass rubbing my face into her hole and yearned for the feel of my fuck there/

“Okay you asked for it” I yelled and gladly anointed that cracking asshole with a good helping of Vaseline and was soon inside her, fucking her ass like there was no tomorrow, she moaned and screamed as we both enjoyed her offering. It felt so warm and lovely inside,

She was certainly the most delightful fuck and when we’d recovered, had a drink and got back on the road it was really something to be sat there, with this beautiful example of pure womanhood.

“When my Uni course is finished and if you can, perhaps you’d like to offer me a ride back home? She asked with a very sexy smile.”

“Phil and I could ride you anytime” I replied.

“And next time there will be a bonus, right guys?”

“Meaning, I want to hear it from your lips?”

“Meaning that I will make it so it is not the time of the month” she laughed knowing full well what was asked.

“Just mobile or text when you are ready” I said.

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We had just returned from a meal out at your favourite restaurant. It was rare for us to be able to spend time laughing and enjoying each others company. You had got dressed up for the evening and it reminded me of just how lucky I was, curves in all the right places.

As we walk upstairs I make sure you go ahead of me, watching your hips sway is a sight to behold. At the top of the stairs I stop you by holding you hand and pulling you close.

I kiss you and feel you push yourself into me. I kiss you deeper and pull your waist close to me reaching my hand down to your ass cheek and squeeze you close to me. I hear you moan and take this sign to let my hands roam deeper finding your thong.

I tug on it creating pressure on your clit and you break our kiss and lift your head back. As I kiss your neck this lifted position allows me to reach deeper and place a finger inside your wet pussy and begin to rub your clit. You want more so break away and begin to remove your dress.

The way your body looks as you stretch over your head is incredible, and it accentuates your smoking hot body in all porno the right places. You remove your bra and begin to remove your pants. “stop” I say and push you gently on the shoulders as you sink to your knees. One of my favourite images is of the moment you try and remove my rock hard cock from my pants. I love the fact you are always surprised at how big it is and watching that expression is only surpassed by the moment I guide your head to my balls and let my cock cover your entire head. That really makes me feel like I have a huge cock capable of giving you the fucking you need.

You work your mouth along my shaft and take the head into your mouth. It feels incredible as you work the length of my cock into your mouth. You are so eager to take the entire length and rub my balls and ass with your hands trying to force the last inch in. After a minute of expert sucking I reach for your hair and begin to fuck your face as I would your pussy.

You gasp as I remove my cock before pushing you head back all the way down. It feels incredible and you allow me to quicken my pace, the relaxing your head giving me full control to determine the depth and speed. I push your head to the very base and hold you there. It feels incredible as my cock twitches. You maintain discipline and keep me deep. I pull out to a gasp from your mouth and slap my glistening cock back along your face. You look so incredibly hot.

I stand you up and turn you round. I pull you back towards me so my cock nestles between your ass cheeks. I wrap one hand around your waist and the other around your chest. I begin to gently rub your clit through your soaking wet pants and play with your nipples gently twisting them just how you love it. “oh please fuck me” you groan.

I bend you forward as you hold onto the wall removing your pants and slide my full length directly inside you. The sensation of your tight pussy giving way to my cock causes you to gasp loudly and after a few thrusts you are begging me to fuck you harder. I quicken my pace and force. within minutes I feel you pussy tighten, you scream in pleasure as the first orgasm hits you. You come so hard you push my cock out. You try to go limp, but I pull you in closer and you reach forwards to maintain your balance.

I help you take off your thong and rub it on your soaking wet pussy. I guide them up to your open mouth. As I push them into your mouth I re-insert my cock to a now-muffled scream. Now it is time to fuck you hard. I build pace and thrust with all my force, while working your clit and grabbing you hair for leverage. The muffled screams drive me on. The only time my relentless action is broken is when another wave of orgasm hits you.

I can’t take this level of action for long and you hear my breath quicken. You know I’m close and reach under to stroke my balls. When you feel just how wet they are from you cumming pussy it tips you over the edge and you cum again. This is all I need and as your pussy contracts on my cock I cum deep inside your pussy. We stay there listless and I admire my handiwork, you look so fucking hot. I remove your gag, tell you I love you.

I pull my cock out causing you to give a sigh of disappointment and I know this is just the start. I reach into you pussy with two fingers and scoop out my cum and feed it to you. You dutifully clean my hand giving a satisfying moan before heading off to the shower.

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Ted woke up early with a raging hard on, he glanced over at his sleeping wife Patti. He snuggled up to her back slipping his left arm around her holding her close.

Patti murmured in her sleep, his hand caressed her left tit, spooning into her back he could tell she wasn’t wearing any panties. he always liked when she slept naked.

Ted felt his hard cock jerk, he gave her light, tender kisses over her shoulder, moving up to the side of her neck.

Patti snuggled into his arms deeper, pushing her ass against him in her sleep. She murmured when she felt him caress her left tit, gently squeezing her hardening nipple.

Ted wanted her in the worst way, he gently pulled her over onto her back, glancing at her he licked her left nipple, flicking his tongue across it. He heard her sigh in her sleep.

“Ummm,” she whispered, half awake, “good morning baby.”

“Mmm,” he continued to tease her hard nipple, reaching for her right tit. “Morning honey,” he said not stopping what he was doing.

Ted slowly licked and kissed her hard nipples, nibbling, biting and teasing her nipples. He reached over to the bedside table and picked up a bottle of flavored massage oil.

Patti was half awake by this point and she watched him dribble that oil all over her tits, “Oh that’s cold baby.” she said with a giggle.

Ted began to rub that oil into her skin, making her tits slick, he gently grasped her tit’s in his hands and squeezed her slippery tit’s. He heard her gasp, he watched her as he leaned down and took her hard left tit in his mouth. He greedily sucked on her nipple, nibbling it, biting on it. He could taste the fruity flavor of the oil.

Just touching her and being with her like this made his cock throb. He felt the slickness of the oil on his skin, he moaned as he pinched her right nipple.

“Ahh, yes baby,” Patti said quietly when he, flicked his tongue across her nipple.

Ted moved up and pushed the strands of long hair from her face, taking her face in his hands he passionately kissed her, pushing his tongue into her mouth. He felt her kissing him back with just as much passion.

Pulling away from her he nibbled on her ear lobe, working his way down her neck and back to her oil covered tits. “Good morning girls,” he said licking her right nipple, then he sucked her left one. back and forth he licked and sucked them.

Patti put her hands in his hair, looking down and watching him, “Yes baby, yes.” she whispered feeling Ted kissing his way slowly down her belly, he gave her little love bites, nibbling her oily skin. he teased her with the tip of his tongue, tasted the oil.

Ted was going to go slow and take his time, he wanted this love making session to last. It was all for her, he wanted to give her as much pleasure as he could. He wanted to slide his cock into all of her holes.

He reached for the bottle of oil again, he dribbled it over her pussy mound and watched it dribble slowly down between her ass cheeks. Sitting up on his knees he rubbed the oil into her skin from her neck to her pussy. He deliberately took his time, he watched her pinch her slick nipples, he gave her a massage.

“Close your eyes baby,” he tells her rubbing his hands over her body.

Patti didn’t know how to react, nobody had ever taken such good care of her or showed her so much love and affection. “You’re hands feel so good baby.”

“Oh I’m not done with you yet.” he told her, moving back down and between her legs, he spread her legs wider, he saw the oil dripping between her legs.

Ted gently rubbed his hands over her pussy mound, watching her reactions, he had always loved to watch her get turned on and hot. It drove him wild when she would moan and move her body.

Patti porno opened her eyes and looked at him, she watched his hands and they way he touched her. “More, please.” she whispered wanting to feel his fingers between her pussy lips, she felt the wetness, she needed his touch.

Ted’s cock was as hard as a rock and throbbing, leaking pre-cum. He would love to have her hot, wet, talented mouth on his dick but this was for her. He would get his pleasure later.

Gently he spread her pussy lips with one hand and he leaned down and licked her slit. God, even without the flavored oil her pussy tasted so good to him, he thought, pushing her legs back he spread her pussy open. “Mmmm,ummm,” he murmured gently sucking on her pussy lips. She had always thought they were too big, but to him they were perfect. He loved licking and sucking on them, taking them into his mouth.

Ted felt her thrust her hips pushing her pussy into his mouth, he heard her moans of pleasure.

Patti reached down and spread her pussy open even more, she felt his hot breath on her pussy. “Eat my pussy baby.” she tells him watching him.

He loved the taste of her sweet pussy, she was wet 24/7 and he loved how she was horny all of the time. “Ummm, I love the taste of your pussy honey,” he said looking up at her. With the fingers of one hand he reached up and rubbed her clit, he felt it throb under his fingers. Moving up a bit he flicked his tongue across her clit, he felt her jump at the sensation he gave her, heard her gasps.

“Yes,” she whispered watching him teasing her clit, “yes baby yes.”

Ted licked and nibbled on her clit, rubbing her pussy with his other hand, “baby hold your legs back.” he tells her, glancing up at her. He wanted to get to every inch of her pussy and her ass.

Patti reached down and held her legs as far back as she could, opening her pussy and ass hole to her husband. She was glad the night before she had made sure she was clean inside and out. “Oh fuck baby, do it lick my clit.” she begged him when he finally took her clit into his mouth and he sucked on it. Flicking his tongue across it.

Several minutes later he had her so close to her climax, he could tell by the way she was moaning and thrashing on the bed, she put her hands in his hair and held him down on her pussy. “Ahhh, oohhhh, yes honey gonna cum,” she said loudly.

Patti couldn’t control herself, suddenly she climaxed, humping her pussy into Ted’s mouth, she moaned loudly through her first climax. “Oh my god, awww fuck cummmiinngg,” she screamed, feeling her pussy explode. Grunting and moaning she fell back onto the bed. She lay there with her eyes closed, breathing heavily.

Ted didn’t even give her time to recover, he looked at her and rubbed her pussy.

“Baby I want you now.” Patti finally said watching him, she wanted his hard cock in her mouth.

“Not yet, this is all for you baby.” Ted tells her finally pushing two fingers inside of her pussy, fucking her tight hole. Damn but her pussy was soaked with her juices and the oil. Moving back to his knees he wanted to watch her, he wanted to watch her cum. “Tight, tight pussy this morning baby.”

All Patti could do was moan and thrust her hips wanting his fingers even deeper inside of her tight hole. “Fuck me,” she said quietly, watching every move he made.

Pounding into her pussy with three fingers he fucked her deeper and harder, he watch as her juices squirted out of her tight hole. By this time she was almost screaming, humping her hips up and down on the bed, Ted lost track of how many times she came.

“Oh god, oh god,” she whispered, exhausted, she looked at him, “I want to suck your dick.”

“Oh ya do do ya?” he asked her looking at her, “I might let you suck me later.”

“Please honey?”

“Oh my darling I’m not done with you yet.” he said leaning down and kissing the top of her pussy, licking lower and lower. He wanted more than her pussy, he wanted her tight ass hole.

Reaching up he grabbed a pillow and put it under her ass, lifting her ass off of the bed. “Turn over on your hands and knees baby.” he instructed her.

Patti did as she was asked, turning over on her hands and knees, she glanced behind her, she moved farther up on the bed, closer to the headboard, making sure he had room.

Ted slid the pillow under her belly making sure she was comfortable, he reached for the oil again and dribbled it over her ass cheeks, he watched it run down between her ass cheeks. ‘Fuck’ he thought ‘she looks so fucking sexy.’ Ted rubbed and massaged that oil all over her ass, between her ass cheeks, felt his cock throb at the thought of sliding his dick inside of her tight hole. Ever since the first time he had made love to her this way he had loved the feeling of his cock deep inside of her tight back door.

“Feels good baby, mmm.” she said glancing back at him, “you like my ass?”

“I love your ass.” he said looking at her, he watched her jump when he suddenly gave her ass a hard slap.

“More,” she said wanting to feel his hand on her ass, feeling the sudden sting of pain.

Ted took both hands and spread her ass cheeks, he looked at her, and dove in between her cheeks. Licking and flicking his tongue over her tight puckered hole he ate her ass.

“Fuck yes,” she hissed loudly when she felt him licking and teasing her ass hole.

Up and down he licked her there, tasting her hole, still had oil on his fingers and he gently pushed the tip of his index finger inside of her hole, she moaned with pleasure.

Patti was in heaven, feeling Ted’s finger pushing into her hole, she glanced around at him. “Yes baby, yes,” she said knowing what he was going to do and what she wanted him to do to her.

Ted moved up over her back giving her kisses all over her back, pushing his finger in deeper. “I’m going to take your ass.” he tells her, pulling his finger out of her ass.

Moving back down he reached for the oil again, he poured it over her ass, making sure he pushed his oil slicked fingers inside her tight back door. He didn’t want any resistance when he gave her his cock. Taking one hand he stroked his throbbing, aching cock, he rubbed precum across the head of his cock. Pouring oil over his cock he rubbed it in, making sure his cock was nice and slick.

Patti lay there and waited for his next move, she rubbed her clit and moaned.

Ted continued to fuck her hole, pushing his fingers in as deeply as he could. God, her little ass was tight, he couldn’t wait to feel his cock inside of her.

He pulled his finger out and poured more oil over his fingers before sliding two fingers in her ass. In and out he fucked her, making sure she was ready for his cock.

He was so turned on but he never wanted to hurt her, pressing the head of his cock against her puckered hole he felt some resistance and he took a deep breath and slowly pushed the head of his cock past the tight ring of muscle. Holding onto her hips he made sure she was alright.

“Please?” she asked looking back at him, she wanted his cock in her hole. “Fuck my ass hard daddy.” she said using her pet name for him. “Make me feel it.”

Taking his time, Ted pulled his cock out, and slowly pushed it back inside of her, in and out deeper each time. Pulling all of the way out he poured more oil over his cock and her hole.

“Ummmm,” Patti groaned loudly, reaching under herself she rubbed her still sensitive clit. Damn but he had her so fucking horny, she knew he was horny too. She would give anything right now to take his dick into her mouth and suck every drop of cum out, swallowing it all. But she was loving the feel of his dick sliding into her hole again. She groaned, feeling Ted showing her no mercy. He fucked her ass, thrusting harder each time he entered her.

“You have been a very bad girl,” he tells her holding her tightly by her hips, “getting on webcam the other night, and fucking yourself in front of those strange men.”

“I’m sorry daddy.”

“I’ll let it slide this time but next time wait until I’m home to join in.” he tells her thrusting into her faster and faster. He heard her moans of pleasure, he could tell she was rubbing her clit. She was breathing heavy almost as heavy as he was.

“Oh my god fuck me, fuck my ass daddy.” she begged him, feeling her climax so close, she wanted his sweet cum inside of her ass.

“Mmmm, mmmm oh yeah I love fucking your ass.” he tells her out of breath but not wanting to stop. He wanted to fill her ass, make her take his cum.

Fuck, she thought he has never fucked me so hard, she was loving it, she loved being his anal slut. Taking his cock in her back door, pushing back against him she felt him holding her hips tighter.

“You are my anal slut baby, mine and nobody else’s ever.”

“Yes daddy,” she said looking back at him.

“Your ass, your pussy, your mouth every inch of your body belongs to me.” Ted said slamming his cock in faster, harder and deeper. Fuck he felt like his cock was going to explode, he needed to cum. “Cum for daddy, awww such a tight ass.”

“Mmmm,mmmm oh fuck cumming, ohhh, fuck my ass!” Patti almost screamed when her climax hit her, “cum in my asshole daddy, oh please!” she begged him still rubbing her clit, cumming hard.

“Daddy is gonna breed your ass, awwww fuckkkkk, take my cum!!” he yelled feeling his cock explode inside of her, spurt after strong spurt of cum filled her ass.

Patti was moaning, shaking feeling his cum filing her hole, she loved when he came inside of her.

Ted fell across her back breathing heavily holding her tight around her waist, giving her little tender kisses across her back.

“Mmmm,” she murmured, lying on the bed, she felt his cock slide out of her. “Oh my god,” she said turning over on her back and looking up at him.

“Lick me clean.”

Patti moves over and takes his cum covered cock into her mouth, gently licking and sucking their mingled cum, swallowing it. She loved the taste of their cum together.

Ted watched her lovingly suck his cock clean, watched her swallow their mixed cum, fuck that was hot he thought watching her licking her lips making sure got every drop. She moved up and kissed him, he could taste their cum on her lips. “Oh my god honey that was great.” he said, “I didn’t hurt you did I?” he asked not ever wanting to hurt her.

“I’m fine baby, really.”

He leaned down and kissed her pushing her hair from her face, “I love you.”

“I love you too baby.” wrapping her arms around his neck she pulled him down to her and kissed him not wanting to let him go.

“Looks like we’ll have to do some laundry today,” he said lying next to her, “the sheets have oil on them.”

“I’ll take care of it,” she said snuggling up to him, felt him pull her close. “You must have woke up frisky this morning, you usually like to sleep in on Saturday.”

“Well, yeah I did,” he admitted, “I woke up with a hard on and saw you lying there and I just had to have you right then.”

“I do like when you get frisky baby.”

“Oh ya do do ya?” he said getting up, “if you’re a real good girl I might wash your back,” he tells her walking toward the bathroom.

“Yeah? If you’re a good boy I’ll suck your dick in the shower.” she said getting up and following him.

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I’ve been away on business, it’s been a week since we last set eyes on each other and I can’t wait to see you again. I’ve arranged to meet you in a very upmarket hotel restaurant for dinner. Before we parted on Monday, we agreed not to indulge in any sexual pleasures alone, in the week, but to keep your passion for each other inside us for when we meet again. As a result we are both very horny, we can’t get each other out of your heads. We can think about anything else but when we will making love to each other again. Where will it be, how will I feel, and what will we do to each other, is all that goes through our heads? We have not been apart from each other for more than a few days, until now and the tension that has built up from not making love, not kissing, touching or just falling asleep in each others arms, is so great we can think of nothing else but sex.

I’m sitting in the restaurant waiting for you to arrive I’ve asked for a nice quite table out of the way. The lights are dim, soft music is being played at the piano, just one thing missing, and at that moment you arrive, and what an entrance. You’re in a long black dress, thin straps over your shoulders, no bra, (but you don’t need one) stunning. I catch your eye; you smile and start to walk over, every head in the room turns to watch you. I stand to greet you and we kiss passionately, I tell you how much I’ve missed you and how I’ve long to kiss you all week.

We order our meal and start to chat about how much we have missed each other, can’t keep my eyes of you. I touch your hand over the table, kiss it gently, your skin is so soft and delicate. You slip your heels off under the table and start stroking your foot up my leg, I do the same and we spend the meal playing footsy. I look into your eyes; you’re so beautiful such a sexy smile.

We finish our meal and I’ve got a surprise for you. I’ve booked the bridle sweet for a night of passion. You can’t get out of your seat quick enough, and before we know it we are kissing in the lift. I’m running my hand down your back squeezing your firm bum, your unsupported breasts are pressed against my chest and I can feel you nipples, hard and erect. We step out of the lift, my hand still on your bum, as we walk to our room. As I open the door we are greeted by the sweet smell of freshly cut flowers, I’ve had the room filled with your favourites. As we kiss I slip the straps of your dress off your shoulders, it slides to porno the floor, your wearing a lovely pretty pair of silk knickers, with a matching suspender belt and stocking, you undress me and we fall kissing onto the bed.

We lie side by side running our hands over each other’s bodies; our hearts are racing, as we caress each other. I undo your stocking and slowly roll them down your legs, kissing every inch of flesh as I go. I sit at your feet admiring your sexy body for a moment. I can’t believe how horny you look tonight. I run my hands up you legs, nice and gently, so smooth and soft. As I reach your knees you spread your legs for me, your silk knickers are pulled tight over your pussy and your full lips are creating a lovely mound.

A small wet patch appears in the gusset of your knickers, as my hands rise up over your sexy thighs, I watch as it grows as a run my fingers softly over your inner thighs. I reach the soft silk of your knickers, I brush by fingers lightly over your lips, you moan gently, as I circle your clitoris, getting slowly closer and closer. I can feel the hard lump under my fingers and a tease it gently, you gasp, as I continue to stroke slow and gentle. I kiss your clitoris through the fabric; breathing in deeply, you musty sent drives me wild with lust. I slip a finger into your waist band and gentle tug your dripping wet knickers down your legs, with them over your feet I sniff them again, licking the sweet juices.

I rise up your legs once more; your legs are spread wide. I place a finger each side of your lips and gently pull them apart. Your love juices run from your lips, I rub the sweet nectar in to your labia. Taking my right hand, I grip your bum from between your legs, 2 fingers on each cheek, my thumb pressed against the opening to your vagina. I feel your whole body relax into my hand, I’m in control of your body now, and you surrender it to me. I squeeze your bum as your juices run through my hand, I ease your hood back gently and start to lap at your clitoris with my tongue, you moan softly as the tip explores the folds of your pussy. You taste divine. As I continue your hips start to lift of the bed, you are pushing your pussy into my face and I am loving every minute of it. I release the grip I have on your bum, and press gently against your vagina with my fingers.

Your pussy is very wet now, and your vagina seems to suck my fingers inside of you. With my middle and index finger, I explore your warm hole, feeling you get wetter and wetter. I feel for the spongy flesh of your g-spot, as my fingers move firmly across it, you lift your hips into the air once more. I lap at your clitoris and stroke your g-spot simultaneously as you get nearer and nearer to orgasm, your vagina feels so tight and your clitoris so hot, that it is only going to take a few more strokes to make you cum. You start to cry out, your hips lift high into the air, as your vagina contracts around my fingers, your juices run down your legs, as you orgasm for the first time all week. As your contractions subside you lie in my arms, your whole body is shaking, and I know you wont more!

As we lie naked on the bed, my erect penis pressed against your thigh, we kiss passionately. I kiss you’re neck softly, your body is tingling with lust, and you announce that you want me inside of you. I continue to kiss you, working down to you’re breasts, I cup your swelling bosom in my hand, teasing your nipples gently, circling them with the lightest of touches, edging slowly closer and closer. As my finger brushes over your erect nipple you moan softly, I kiss your once more, telling you how sexy you look.

I slide you on to your left side, my chest pressed firmly against your back, my hand caressing your firm buttocks for a moment, before sliding on to your inner thighs. They are swimming in your love juices, and as I rise up, you lift your right leg making your pussy assessable once more. I part your outer labia with my fingers and slid my penis through your wet lips up to your clitoris. As I rock gently back and forth the head of my penis is pressed firmly against your swelling clitoris, your lips raped round my shaft and your vagina dripping juices on to my testicles. I slid my penis back through your lips, as the head runs over the opening of your vagina I pause for a moment, teasing. I apply the lightest of pressure and my penis slips inside of you, your are so tight, warm and wet. I slide slowly deeper, until the entire length of my 7″ penis is inside you.

I stop for a moment, kissing your neck, running my hands over your breasts, we moan softly together, you rock you’re hips slightly and my penis begins to slid back out of your vagina. I take control again and start slowly and gently thrust into you. The head of my penis is on the opening of your vagina; I slide in a few inches then out again, then in a little further then out. I start to pick random depths in which to thrust into you. You have no idea were the next move is coming from. With out warning my penis slips out of you, still wet and slippery from your hot juices, I run my shaft through your lips, and over your clitoris. I press the head of my penis in to your clitoris hood, before sliding back into your vagina once more. Deep, shallow, shallow and the deep again, every move a different pressure and depth, but always slow and gentle, constantly teasing.

I run my left hand under your body to caress your breast, while my right runs down your body and between your legs. I scoop up some love juices with my fingers and use them to lubricate your clitoris; I rub gently through your fleshy lips. My penis settles into a steady rhythm, with I know you require to orgasm. The head of my penis has found the spongy pad of your g-spot, and as I kiss the back of your neck, squeeze you’re swelling bosom, and caress your clitoris with my fingers, I can feel you nearing orgasm. A few more minutes pass, the sexual tension between us is building all the time, your vagina begins to contract rhythmically as your body slips into another earth shattering orgasm. As your orgasm hits you, your vagina grips my penis so tightly that I stop thrusting for a second, but I’m mot ready to cum just yet, I have resisted the temptation to orgasm with you now, but I plan to cum with you on the next one.

With your vagina still contracting around me, I begin thrusting again, nice and gently, at the same pace and rhythm as before. You scream out, as your body trips into multiple orgasm, each one more powerful and intense than the last. I continue thrusting nice and gently my fingers still rubbing your clitoris, my hand still squeezing your breast, and my mouth nibbling at your earlobe. Your contracting vagina is griping me so tightly that I can hold my self back no longer, with a final trust my penis begins to twitch. I shoot my load with such force that you can feel it squirting over your cervix

We lie trembling in each other’s arms; my orgasm has been so intense that I do not loose my erection for 5-10 minutes, so we lie together my erect penis still in your vagina. Our love juices are running out of you and on to our legs. With your vagina still twitching from time to time, we lie naked in each other’s arms.

The warm happy glow that goes through you, after making love to someone you love is running through us both, and as we kiss softly, we drift gently of to sleep.

And in the morning…

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I am a happily married, 28-year-old woman. I have only been married to my husband for one year, but we have been together for almost ten years. When we first met in college, I was a wild and adventurous girl. I am tall and lean, with fair Scandinavian skin and dark black hair. I have long, dark eyelashes and brown freckles that decorate my nose and cheeks. I was always the life of the party, shamelessly flirting with every frat guy I met and having the time of my life, night after night.

Now, ten years later, my life has calmed down quite a bit. I am an elementary school teacher who lives a quiet, content life in a small town. My husband is a very kind and intelligent man, who works in an office and has never failed to make me feel safe and loved. About a month ago, we found out I was pregnant with our first child. My husband and I were both overjoyed, as we have always wanted to have a family. However, the news did change one thing for the worse.

Now that I’m pregnant, my husband treats me like a delicate flower that cannot be touched or played with, for fear that it will break. I am only four weeks pregnant (not showing at all, except for my enlarged breasts). Yet my husband has not shown any sexual desire for me. He simply wants to pamper me with massages and warm baths. I know I shouldn’t be complaining, but what I really want right now is for him to show me that he still desires me sexually. Which is the one thing that he isn’t doing.

After school today, I went about my usual end-of-the-day business: checking my e-mail and responding to parents’ messages, getting my lessons ready for tomorrow’s classes, and making photocopies of student worksheets. The photocopier is located in the media center, just down the hall from my classroom. Our school’s media specialist is tall, sexy man named Lars. In his late thirties, Lars has always exuded a kind of nerdy-meets-lumberjack sexiness that I cannot ignore. He’s about 6 foot 2 inches, with dark hair and a thick beard. He wears square, tortoise-shell glasses and a shirt and tie every day. He loves to read, yet drives a motorcycle to work every day. He is the true embodiment of the “literary badass.” For the last few years, Lars and I have shared in a mild flirtation, joking about the ridiculous things our students say and complaining about administration. Ever since I got married, though, Lars and I have seemed even more connected. Its as if he and I both know that the ring on my finger forbids us from ever being together, which makes it even more desirable.

Today when I walked into the media center, Lars was making copies and looked up at me as I opened the door. I was wearing a white silk camisole, tucked in to a red pencil skirt that hugged my hips and went down to my knees. I had on a pink cardigan, buttoned up to the top, and a pearl necklace. As an elementary school teacher, it is never appropriate to show cleavage or thigh in school, but there are no rules about how tight my clothes are allowed to be. So ever since I began developing my “pregnancy curves,” I figured I might as well flaunt them! Soon enough I would be too big to even fit into these clothes. Lars’s eyes looked me up and down, pausing momentarily at my breasts. I had grown almost a full cup size since becoming pregnant, which meant they were beginning to overflow my bra and stretch taut the front of my cardigan. The buttons were even beginning to gap.

“Wow,” Lars said slowly. “You look beautiful today. Did you do something different?” Of course, I hadn’t told anyone at work about my pregnancy yet. Lars’s eyes were still lingering on my bosom.

“Oh not really, it’s just a new sweater,” I lied. I looked down shyly, because I was suddenly feeling an intense desire to be closer to him. Not having had an orgasm in nearly a month, my body seemed to be falling subject to instinctive desires (not worrying about my husband, who would be arriving home soon to start making dinner). Without thinking, I walked up to Lars and put a hand on his arm. I rubbed it gently and said, “But thank you for noticing.” I gave him my sweetest, elementary teacher smile and looked straight into his beautiful eyes. He stared back at me for a moment, neither of us moving. I’m sure he was trying to figure out what to think – is she coming on to me? Does this mean something? Then he said,

“You look like you have something on your mind… is everything ok?” My god, he could read me like a book. He was staring me straight in the eye, and was able to ask me the porno one question that my husband hadn’t come up with for an entire month.

“Just a little preoccupied… stuff at home. You know how it goes.” I knew I was being vague and unhelpful, but I figured he did understand. Lars was also married, and already had two children. If anyone could understand the ups and downs of marriage, it would be Lars.

“Look, I know it’s against the rules and everything, but I have a bottle of Irish whiskey in my desk. Would you like ‘day cap’ before you head home?” he said with a smile. I laughed at his mild joke, and nodded my head.

Inside his office, we laughed and talked about our days. I pretended to drink my whiskey while he impersonated our principal and shared gossip about the other teachers. When he wasn’t looking, I poured my whiskey into the garbage. I knew it wasn’t safe or healthy to drink alcohol while pregnant, but I wasn’t ready to tell him why I wasn’t drinking. As we talked, Lars had four or five shots. The mood was becoming lighter, I was feeling more comfortable with him than I ever had before. There was something about his demeanor that made him so easy to trust. He was funny, yet kind. He was smart, yet humble. When he talked to me, his eyes never left mine. I was starting to feel butterflies in my stomach, and my skin was feeling warm. I figured if I was going to share anything real or personal with him, this would be the time.

“Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?” I played with my empty shot shot glass, coyly looking up at him from where I was sitting across his office. He laughed a gave a little hiccup, clearly showing his growing intoxication.

“Of course not. What do you want to know?” he asked, smiling. I giggled, trying to pretend to be as tipsy as him.

“Umm…” I said slowly, “How often do you and your wife have sex?” Lars looked surprised and even coughed suddenly. “I only ask because I know that you’re married, and have children, and I’m wondering if it’s normal for sex to dwindle after marriage.” Lars stopped smiling and looked intensely into my eyes.

“Yes, a bit,” he admitted. “Having two kids, my wife doesn’t have a lot of time to devote to me or our sex life. She’s a wonderful mother, but we haven’t connected in quite a while. I guess it’s hard to feel sexy when you’re covered in baby spit-up all day.” He chuckled, but there was a hint of sadness behind his laugh. “Why?” he asked. “Has something changed between you and your husband?” I looked down at my wedding ring and began to play with it.

“Well, sort of…” I said. “My husband hasn’t touched me in about a month. But that’s normal right?” I asked, suddenly looking for validation.

“Maybe for some people…” he said, thoughtfully. Then he moved his chair closer to mine, set our shot glasses down on the desk, and took both of my hands in his. “But if I were coming home to you every day,” he said, staring into my eyes, “I would never be able to keep my hands off of you.” He said the words with such sincerity that I found myself utterly speechless (which is a rare thing for a teacher). Before I could think, I reached one hand up, grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulled him towards me, and kissed him so passionately that I thought I might actually hurt him! He reached one arm around my back and the other under my legs, scooping me up into his arms. With our lips still locked, he carried me across the room and set me on his desk. I leaned back, bracing myself with my hands behind me. He leaned over me and aggressively started taking off his shirt and tie, while never letting his lips leave mine. I ran my hands over his shoulders, arms, and chest.

His muscles were incredible… chiselled and hairy, in a sexy, masculine way. He then began undoing the buttons on my cardigan, pulling it off of me and tugging my camisole over my head. Once I was in just my skirt and bra, he stepped back to look at me. I was wearing a nude-colored lace bra, which could barely contain my swollen breasts. My cleavage spilled over the top generously, creating a sight that he couldn’t take his eyes away from. We were quiet for a moment, as he simply stared at me. And then, without saying anything, he buried his face into my cleavage and began kissing and sucking on my breasts. I arched my back and moaned with pleasure. He reached around my back, unhooked my bra, and let it fall to the floor. He took one of my hard nipples in his mouth and began sucking hungrily on it. I revelled in the feeling of being wanted. Lars’s lust for me was making me feel more confident by the second. However, I also knew that what we were doing was breaking two sets of marriage vows. I could only let this be a one-time thing. It was now, and never again.

Taking control, I began to undo Lars’s belt and pants. His trousers slipped to the floor, revealing tight briefs and a bulging erection. He followed my direction, unzipping my skirt and tugging it down to my ankles. My silky, pink thong was dripping wet with my lust. Lars leaned forward and took one of my nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue around my areola, while reaching down with one hand to gently touch the wetness that was now dripping down my inner thigh. When he felt how turned on I was, he moaned slightly and smiled. Reminding myself that this was my one and only chance to be as wild and sexually adventurous as possible (without it involving my husband), I took Lars’s face in my hands, looked him right in the eye and said,

“Lars, turn me around.” Turned on by my confident demand, Lars grabbed me by the hips and turned me around so that I was leaning forward onto his desk, hands planted in front of me. I coyly looked back at him over my shoulder, pushing my ass out for him to see. I had always fantasized about ass play, but my husband had never been interested. He was too respectful and gentle to ever be into anything so nasty in bed. The sex I had with my husband was meaningful and tender, but that was not the kind of sex I wanted to have today.

Lars took my butt cheeks in his large, muscular hands and began kneading and massaging them. He leaned forward and began kissing the back of my neck and shoulders. He kissed all the way down my spine, and then, when he was low enough to kiss the small of my back, he knelt down on his knees. I felt his lips come in contact with my right butt cheek. He kissed and teased all over my cheeks, kissing high and then kissing low (underneath, where my butt cheeks met my upper thighs). I began getting wet and hot all over again. He now had a tight grip on my hips with each of his hands, while his lips and tongue explored my cheeks. Then I could feel his strong hands pulling back on my hips, pulling me back towards him. He buried his face in between my cheeks and began kissing up and down my crack, over the fabric of my thong. I froze. I had never had a man’s face so close to my back hole before. And though I had always fantasized about it, I was suddenly becoming self-conscious. However, from the noises he was making, he seemed to be loving it. I pushed my insecurities aside, and let Lars and his tongue take over.

I pushed up and away from the desk, arching my back and moaning with pleasure. I pushed my butt closer to his face, offering him to come in closer. With one finger, Lars hooked my thong and slid it to the side, revealing my puckered ass hole.

“May I?” Lars asked, with a smirk. I looked back at him over my shoulder, sweat gleaming on my forehead from the intense pleasure and foreplay.

“Do whatever you fucking want,” I said with a smile. That’s when I felt Lars rip my panties down and sink his tongue deep into my anus. A blast of pleasure shot through my whole body, causing me to shutter and shake from head to toe. Then he pulled out his tongue and swirled it around the rim, making my muscles clench and tighten with anticipated pleasure. He rotated between licking my hole and pushing his tongue in and out of it, tongue-fucking my tight ass hole. The pleasure was unbelievable. I arched my back and moaned loud.

“Shh!” he said, coming up for air. “One of the custodians might hear you!” I had forgotten that we were in his office, at my school. The idea of having illicit sex with a married man in a place as forbidden as my school was too hot to handle. I ignored his warning and continued to moan as loud as my body desired.

As he continued to rim my ass hole, he reached up with one hand to feel the wetness that was pooling in my pussy. He slowly slid a finger from my anus all the way to my clit, drench it in my pussy juices. When he reached my clit, he began stimulating it with his finger. My clit was rock hard, throbbing with pleasure. I could feel an orgasm building up inside of me. Around and around my clit he swirled his finger, while his tongue mimicked the same motions around my anus.

“Fuck!” I shouted, impulsively. “If you keep eating me like that I’m going to cum!” With those words, Lars smiled and plunged his face deep in between my ass cheeks. With me still bent over his desk, Lars pushed his tongue deep inside my tight ass hole and tongue-fucked me into the best orgasm of my entire life. My entire body pulsated and shook with a pleasure I had never known before. I reached up and grabbed my own breasts, squeezing them hard as I erupted in pleasure. When I reached climax, I slumped forward, laying across his desk. My ass and pussy were still clearly displayed for his viewing pleasure.

Lars took my butt cheeks in his hands again and spread them wide apart. He made a primal, guttural noise and moaned, “God, you are so fucking sexy!” He then slid his own briefs down and began to slide the head of his long, hard dick back and forth across the wetness of my pussy. I could feel my clit hardening again with the gentle pleasure, as if he were tickling me with cock. He continued to rub my pussy and slide the head of dick down the length of my pussy… from my clit, through my pussy lips, over my taint, and up to my asshole, spreading my wetness everywhere. His cock was now dripping with my juices as he massaged my pussy. I shivered from the divine pleasure, feeling like a queen who was being serviced by someone entirely at her command. I pushed my ass back towards him, as high as I could in the air. Then, letting go of his own cock, he spread my cheeks once more and began to caress my anus with the tip of his thumb. His thumb (much thicker than his tongue had been) swirled around my hole, collecting the wetness from my pussy juices. His thumb then disappeared inside of my anus, resurfacing a moment later and sending shots of pleasure and excitement throughout my body. I was no virgin, but this was definitely virgin territory.

As he thumbed my tight, pulsing anus, he again took his cock in his hand and rubbed it against my pussy. My wetness was now dripping out of me, from the great pleasure of his thumb in my ass. HIs dick was soon covered and dripping with juices, and he then removed his thumb and replaced it with the thick head of his cock. Yes! I thought to myself. This is what I have been craving for years! He rubbed the tip of his cock around my asshole, and then gently pushed just the mushroom cap inside. My tight anus stretched to accommodate his girth, but the feeling was sensational. All of the foreplay had loosened me up, and the feeling of having his great cock inside of my ass was incredibly liberating and sexy.

Reaching one hand up and finding my clit, Lars began playing with my pussy while slowly pushing his cock deeper inside my ass. It was painful at first, the stretching of my tight, virgin asshole. But his fingers against my clit and pussy lips gave me enough pleasure to drown out the pain. Lars moaned loudly as his hard, pulsing cock finally got the pleasure it had been craving. He slowly continued to push himself in, further and further.

“Are you ok?” he asked me, his breath panting. All I could do was moan and tell him that he felt fucking incredible inside of me. His fingers found my pussy hole, and began pushing in and out of me. The double penetration felt incredible. My pussy was now so wet that I could hear his fingers playing with it. He continued to push his cock further inside of me, until his balls were flush up against my pussy lips. Once he was all the way inside, I felt my body able to relax a bit more and enjoy the feeling. I began to rock my hips forward and back, fucking his cock. Lars was so turned on by the sight of it that he couldn’t tear his eyes away from my gleaming, wet ass hole.

“Oh God, don’t stop!” I shouted, as Lars continued to thrust in and out of my ass hole. I could feel myself beginning to climax, my anus beginning to tighten around his bulging cock. The subtle squeezing of his shaft was enough to cause Lars to erupt. With a loud groan, and a shudder, Lars released all of his pent-up cum into my anus. He gripped my hips tightly as he continued to cum, his eyes rolling back into his head. When it was done, we just stayed there for a moment, relishing the intense pleasure we had just experienced together. It had all happened in a matter of minutes, but it had seemed like hours.

As I pulled my thong back on, and Lars buckled his belt, our eyes never left each others. We were quiet, but not shy. We both knew that what we had done would be a secret, and that it would never happen again. It was as if time had stopped for a moment, and all rules had gone out the window for just one hour. Now we were back to being ourselves – married teachers who lived content, quiet lives in a small town.

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“Greetings and welcome to historic Boonsboro Manor! Hold on to your hats, folks, because we are about take a trip back in time to 1831!”

The docent waves our group through the door and we follow behind her. We’re the only ones under the age of 50. I lean down to whisper to Dominic.

“Do you think she came with the house?”

He stifles a laugh as he navigates his chair over the uneven floorboards.

“I think when we leave, her spirit will return to its original form and she’ll wait in that urn until the next tour group.”

“What’s her original form?”

“A mist? I don’t know, man. Fuck this floor.”

The docent stops in the foyer.

“Unfortunately the first floor is closed today due to renovations, so we’ll be going straight upstairs to see the living quarters.”

Dominic groans.

“They couldn’t put that on the website?”

“Yeah, that’s some bullshit.” I check the time. “Let’s see if there’s a lift.”

We approach the docent as the rest of the group slowly filters up the grand sokkan.org staircase.

“Hi,” Dominic says. “Is there an alternate way to get to the second floor?”

“Oh my goodness, sir, I’m so sorry!” She clutches her hand to her heart. “No, regretfully this is the only way up. I am terribly sorry for the inconvenience. And I am very sorry for your condition.”

“Yeah, thanks.

The docent goes upstairs with the rest of the group. Dominic and I roll our eyes.

“So.” I cross my arms. “We still have four hours to kill.”

“I’ve got an idea.” He nods at the velvet rope closing off the living room. “Let’s check out the restoration.”

“Yes!”

We duck under the rope and hurry through the first room until we’re out of sight. We’re in the dining room. There’s a long rectangular table made from rough textured wood. I hop up on the end.

“Psst! Dominic!”

He looks up from the iron cookware he’s examining. I take off my underwear and fire it at his face like a slingshot.

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He smiles and rolls over. His chin is just above table level. I put my legs over his shoulders and he dives under my skirt. I touch his head through the fabric.

He spreads my thighs with his hands and fucks me with his tongue. He swirls it inside me and brushes his lips against my clit. He adds one finger, then two. He pleasures me with his hands and mouth at the same time. I strain to stifle my moans.

Footsteps in the main hall. I kick Dominic in his side.

“Stop! Stop! Someone’s coming!”

He pushes off and I jump down from the table.

“Marlena! Here!”

He parks inside a tall narrow closet in the corner of the room. I sit sideways in his lap. There’s barely room for me to stand, and we’re in total darkness. We hold our breath. I put my arms around his neck. He strokes my nipples through my bra.

Someone enters the room. They walk straight through and exit. We hold still for a while to make sure they’re really gone.

Dominic works his hand between my legs and rubs. I lean back on the armrest and he kisses my breasts. I massage his scalp and lick his ears. He pulls my dress over my head and it falls to the historic wood floor.

I sit with my back flat against his chest. My legs are on either side of his. He puts one hand on my pussy and the other on my tits. I reach behind his neck. I touch his ears, his neck, his shoulders. He plays with my clit while I grind my ass against him. He feels my breasts and pulls my head back by my hair.

I spin around clumsily so we’re face to face. I still can’t see anything. I spit on my hand and work his shaft vigorously until he’s hard. When he’s ready I carefully slide onto him. He tries to keep his voice down but I can hear him moan. We hold each other as he fucks me hard. He props my legs up on top of the armrests and pushes even deeper into me. We cum at the same time.

I curl up against his chest and he kisses the top of my head. I rest my hand on his stomach.

“Shit, Dominic!” I whisper. “My underwear is still out there!”

“Mmmm.” He sounds like he’s about to fall asleep. “I’d be more worried about finding your dress.”

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Mike knocked on the door of the house. It was huge, this was one of the ritziest neighborhoods in town. His heart was racing, this was his first time out and he wasn’t sure what to expect. Stan had told him the customer would fill in the specifics, Mike just had to execute the mechanics with some degree of expertise.

Stan had been doing this on the side for years, he finally had to quit his day job to take care of his customers. Even with devoting full time to his business, he was overbooked constantly. When Mike suddenly became single after five years of marriage, Stan approached him with the offer. Mike would get ninety percent of the gross base price plus any extra gratuities. The confidentiality clause was a ironclad, and the loyalty to the customers was mandatory. Mike had agreed to put these two requirements above all else in his life permanently. The customers had agreed to the same conditions and Stan worked only from personal referrals. If you did not know one of his customers closely, you did not know about Stan. Mike had agreed to be scheduled only by Stan.

Suddenly the door opened and a maid asked Mike to come in. She guided him through the house to the den. The maid knocked on the door and announced Mike. She ushered him through the door, closed it behind him and was gone.

“Good evening.” a soft voice seemed to surround him.

“Hello.” Mike replied.

“Come over here.” the woman said.

Mike walked towards the couch she was seated on.

“My, you are a handsome one aren’t you. Please have a seat here.” she said patting the couch beside her. As Mike sat down, she continued, “This is my first time at this and I understand it is your first time also”

Mike’s heart calmed down a little. “Yes it is ma’am.

“Don’t you ma’am me buddy. I am sure I don’t have more than five years on you.”

“B, but I don’t know your name.” Mike managed to reply.

“Oh dear! I am sorry. Call me Suze.”

Mike felt her eyes going over him again. He was still very uncomfortable being here. Suze wore a satin robe that revealed nothing but hid very little. Mike decided she was a good looking woman, but reserved the right to amend his opinion later.

“Would you like a drink?” Suze inquired.

“Yes, I believe I would like to have a Crown and water please.” Mike said hoping the drink would calm him down.

“It’ll take the edge off.” Suze seemed to read his mind or was she nervous too?

As Suze rose and walked to the bar, Mike decided she was a beautiful woman and could not figure out why he was here. Suze handed him his drink a sat back down beside him. “Business first?” she asked him.

“No ma… I mean, no Suze.” Mike stammered. “You may take care of that at your leisure.”

“Then sokkan.org let’s get started. I’ve been very frustrated for a very long time.” Suze said. “First I want to undress you, please stand facing me.”

Mike stood up and she rose in front of him. Suze pressed her body against his as she slid off his suit coat slowly. She ran her hands over his arms and chest as she unbuttoned one button at a time on his shirt. Mike reached around her waist as Suze leaned back to get to the lower buttons. Her perfume filled the air and she leaned on his chest to unbuckle his belt.

Unable to resist, Suze massaged his growing cock through his pants. “Oh my, dear. Am I the cause of this?” she teased. Not giving Mike time to answer, she unzipped his pant and dropped them to the floor. Getting on her knees in front of him, Suze removed the pants then released his cock from his underwear and slipped them off of him also.

“It’s been too long since I’ve been this close to a cock.” Suze said. Taking Mike’s cock in both hands, she examined it closely. “I thought I knew exactly what I was going to do with you, but now that you are here I can’t make up my mind. I want you inside me desperately, but I want to see you come too.”

Mike reached down and gently pulled her up by the shoulders. He slid her robe off and into the floor. Suze was nude underneath the robe and now he could feel her soft skin under his fingertips. Sitting down on a chair he guided Suze astraddle his knees and set her down on them. As his fingertips glided down her arms, he guided her hands to his throbbing cock. Suze began stroking his cock and Mike started kissing her from the neck down.

Soft moans escaped her as his tongue circled her breasts, first one then the other from base to nipple. Suze stroked his cock with her hands faster and harder. Sliding her off his knees, Mike put her in front of him on the floor and slid to the edge of the chair. Suze parted her lips his rock hard cock, taking the head between her teeth. She slid one hand off Mike’s shaft downward to massage his balls trying to milk the come from them. Her tongue rolled around the head of his cock as she took more of him into her mouth. Suze’s breathing was as labored as Mike’s was becoming, he was wondering if she was going to come before he did. As Suze slipped a fingertip into Mike’s ass, his balls drew up and his cock began to twitch as he felt his come moving up his shaft. Suze pulled his cock out of her mouth and started stroking it with both hands until his come exploded upward, landing on his stomach, her face,her breasts, and her hands. Suze immediately rose up, licked the come off his stomach and proceeded to lick her hands then his cock until all traces of the görükle escort sticky goo were gone.

“Now do me.” Suze panted.

Mike pulled her from the floor and sat her in his lap facing away from him. Starting with her face, he gently caressed her with his fingertips, working his way downward. By the time he finished with her breasts, Suze was grinding her hips into his groin. Reaching around her waist with both arms, Mike slid his hands down to her soaked pussy. Her juices lubricated his fingers instantly and soon Suze had three fingers filling her pussy while Mike’s thumbs rolled her clit back and forth. She was about to have an orgasm when Mike slowed the pace and eased her slowly back from the brink. He would push her to the limit and pull her back three more times before Suze began to beg him to let her go.

Mike pushed her over onto the couch beside them and buried his faces into her dripping pussy. As his tongue traced the outside of her lips Suze grabbed his head grinding Mike’s face into her pussy. Her breathing was erratic, her moans uncontrollable as she rubbed his face with her pussy. As Mike slid two thumbs into her pussy and two fingers into her ass, her orgasm thunder through her body. Her screams of pleasure echo through the room. Suze collapsed backward on the couch and Mike rose above her, his cock was hard again.

Teasing her pussy lips with the head of his cock made Suze gasp repeatedly. Her pussy clinched tight around his cock as he slid into her. Almost immediately Suze began to thrust her hips to meet him. Mike stroked harder and faster as Suze’s moans increased. Another orgasm washed over her but Mike pumped even harder and faster. Suze wrapped her legs around his waist to pull him deeper into her quivering pussy. She met each of his thrusts with her own, soon they were out of control. With Mike on his hands and knees Suze was barely touching the couch as her arms wrapped around him, her fingernails digging into his back and her legs clamped around his waist. She was bucking wildly as another orgasm slammed through her. Her passionate screams triggered Mike’s own orgasm, pumping his come deep into Suze’s pussy. They both collapsed in a heap on the couch gasping for air.

Neither moved for what seemed like eternity until Mike rolled off of Suze then slid into the floor. Suze rolled to the edge of the couch, her breathing still labored. Laying the palm of her hand on Mike’s chest she said, “Your ex-wife must be insane.” with that, Suze rolled back over on the couch and they both drifted off to sleep.

A couple of hours later Mike woke up hearing Suze’s voice, she must be on the phone he thought, He could not guess who she’d be talking to at 1 AM but then again, he didn’t really know her. Seeing he was awake Suze quickly hung up the phone. Rising from her chair, she moved from behind the desk and embraced him as she kissed him deeply.

“If you ever decide to retire from this business, I better be the first one you tell.” Suze said. “Now here is your envelope and another one just like it. How is your schedule?”

“Thank you.” said Mike, slipping the envelopes into the pocket of his coat hanging on the chair. “At the moment, my schedule is pretty open.”

“Not anymore.” Suze said. “Here are three addresses with dates and times, these women would like you to visit them.”

“You know the rules of referral don’t you.” Mike asked.

“Yes. I am responsible financially for each of their first appointments, I must be willing to have sex with you side by side and/or immediately after each one at any time now or in the future. This proves I trust them with my life and they are disease free, and you better make me fulfill that requirement more than once by the way. And most importantly, I must totally forget that these arrangements were ever made.”

“Excellent.” Mike said. “Here is my pager number. Feel free to page me any time but remember, I cannot accept phone calls from anyone and I only respond to pages from one of the two phone numbers you have given me.”

“Yes, I know the rules. I will not be needing your pager number for myself though, you’ll note these other three women are scheduled four days apart. That’s because every fourth day, you’ll be here with me. If things go as I expect they will, you will have appointments every other day indefinitely.”

Suze kissed him deeply and said, “See you in two days lover.”

As Mike walked out the door his mind was reeling, one hundred eighty appointments in the next year. He would have to give notice at the office as soon as everything was lined up. Once he was in his car and out of the driveway, he pulled one of the envelopes from his pocket. Thumbing through the bills, he folded Stan’s ten percent into his pocket then glanced down at the stack. Ten one hundred dollar bills looked back at him, the second envelope came out of his pocket. It felt the same as the first. He remembered her comment about retirement, which would be better, being a high priced gigolo or being a kept man for a very rich woman? Gigolo for now. Flipping his cell phone on, Mike dialed Stan’s number.

“How’d it go?” Stan asked as he answered the phone.

“Great. I can’t believe I get paid for this.” Mike replied

“Good.” said Stan. “Meet me for lunch tomorrow and we’ll go over your schedule. I understand it is filling up quickly, but I have two more appointments you must keep this week. The first one is tomorrow evening.”

Mike gulped hard. “Ok.” was all he could say.

“See you at one o’clock in the afternoon.” Stan said and hung up.

Mike wondered if he was going to need Viagra…

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I’m addressing you, James K, my creep of an ex-husband. Now that we have irrevocably ended out ten years of marriage, fortunately without children, I relish revealing to both you and the world-wide public an incident that happened at an early stage in our marriage – and you knew nothing of it.

I’m confident you will read this – since I know you avidly visit this site, and that the reference to Dublin in the title will prick your curiosity.

Yes, James, this is what really happened that wet March night on my fifty mile drive from outside Newry to collect you from Dublin airport.

For general readers, this was around the time the Northern Irish Troubles had wound down yet military patrols were still active around both sides of the border. On this evening my husband was on the last flight in from London, due to land soon after nine thirty.

As he had been away for most of the week – and I was still in the sexually enthusiastic stage of our marriage – I dressed appropriately. My scooped top black clinging sweater didn’t leave much to the imagination, especially as I was braless underneath – though a little black satin jacket ensured I could walk through the airport without attracting too many lascivious comments. However, I knew my matching black satin short skirt, black stockings and high heels were sufficiently attention grabbing to let him see what a package I had prepared for him. With my scarlet lipstick and my black hair piled high the way he liked it, I was sure we wouldn’t make it home before he’d had his way with me up a country lane somewhere.

It was dark but not too cold, due to heavy cloud cover when I left home, about seven thirty, in plenty of time. As I barrelled down the Dublin road I was fizzing with sexual anticipation at seeing him again. I had travelled about twenty miles and was now south of the border in the Republic of Ireland when I became aware of a tremoring in the suspension. Immediately I suspected a soft tyre so I pulled off the main road, as it would be too dangerous to change a tyre there in the dark, and drove a few hundred yards down a country lane before I saw somewhere suitable to pull in. I lifted the little flashlight from the glove compartment and got out. I was right, the tyre was almost flat.

I was annoyed. I wasn’t dressed for this and I knew that in changing a spare I was bound to get a little dirty. So, to protect my jacked I popped it in the car before bunching my skirt up to my waist to avoid getting it soiled. Then I got the jack and wheel brace out. I heaved the spare wheel on to the ground before squatting down to secure the jack in place and wound it up. Then it started to rain.

It didn’t just rain, it deluged. My car had only two doors, but one was too tight to the ditch for me to enter and the other already had the erect jack blocking the driver’s door. The little flashlight was suddenly totally inadequate. I could see nothing with it and there was no obvious shelter around. I was being drenched. I could feel my sweater already soaking; my hair, arms and legs were dripping, but I had to keep working, there was no option.

What a mess. I need to start loosening the wheel nuts next, but I could barely see them through the downpour. Then, in the distance, I heard the sound of a vehicle approaching. I stood up and pulled my skirt down, smoothing the soaked satin in a vain attempt to tidy my appearance. I could see the headlights now; they were higher than a car’s and as it grew closer I could hear the rasp of a big engine. It must be a truck.

While yards from me I made it out as an Irish Army truck with a canvas top, and as it pulled up beside me I could see the uniformed passenger in the front cab grinning down at me.
“Looks like you could do with a hand, Miss,” he shouted out. The truck pulled in at the front of my car.

The passenger and Sex hikayeleri the driver, a big man, got out pulling on waterproofs. As they got closer to me, the driver’s eyes widened.
“Jesus, you’re soaked through. You’d better climb up into the back and get dried off. We’ll change your wheel”

Just so you know, James, I was almost crying with relief and felt so grateful that I opened my arms to him in an emotional thank-you and embraced his already soaking oilskin torso.
“Thank you! Thank you,” I gushed. “That was turning into a nightmare!”
I felt him pull me so close that his stubble scraped against my face and I heard him whisper, “Relax now, sweetheart. Just get into the truck. You can thank me later.”
I felt his big hand grope my breast as he spoke.

Yes, James, I was being rescued from catastrophe by a big full-blooded male and a surreptitious grope was a cheap price to pay. Anyway, such a scenario matched your occasional fantasy, so I didn’t feel guilty. I thought it might get you going later.

By this stage the flaps at the back of the truck had opened enough for me to see a squad of soldiers clustered inside, illuminated by a weak yellow glow from a bulkhead light. Already hands were thrusting down to help me, while my saviour driver lifted me high towards the tailboard – his hand slipping up under my skirt in the process, whether by accident or design. Whichever, it lingered; in fact, he was still trying to finger me as the others pulled me inside.

He jumped up on the footrest until his head and shoulders were above the tailgate and said, “Take good care of this lady, Corporal. Get her out of those soaking clothes and get a blanket for her. We’re going to change the wheel; you entertain her here meantime.”

I looked around. In the weak light I could see about ten of them, all armed with rifles, which sent a peculiar frisson through me. They were all grinning. The corporal guided me down onto a slatted wooden seat beside him. “Sergeant’s orders, Miss,” he said grabbing the hem of my sweater and starting to lift it up. “Got to get these off you.” I struggled ineffectually against him for a moment but I knew he was just doing as he was ordered and surrendered. Then I remembered – I wasn’t wearing a bra! Whistles of approval filled the back of the truck as my top was stripped bare.

Strangely, their response empowered me. Determined to take charge of my own destiny, I stood up and removed my dripping skirt myself. One of the younger soldiers took it from me saying he would put it and my sweater in front of a small heater they had at the bulkhead, but the majority of them simply applauded or whistled. I knew, despite my soaking hair hanging around me, that my appearance wasn’t too short of any virile man’s wet dream, standing there in matching black high heels, stockings and thong with large firm breasts and upward pointing nipples that were erect and quivering either from the chill or the excitement.

The corporal stood up and moved in front of me. “We’ve been lying in ditches for the past twenty-four hours, Miss,” he said, his voice quavering, “this is the last thing any of us were ever expecting to see!” He reached his trembling right hand out and cupped my naked left breast. “I’ve just got to touch you to make sure you’re real!”

You’ll be interested to know, James, that I didn’t recoil, didn’t push him away. In fact, I felt the urge to demonstrate that I was actually in some sort of perverse control; so, with the stripper’s rhythm that I know used to turn you on so much, I lifted my hands above my head and pirouetted in the dim light.

Now hands were sliding all over my torso as others followed the corporal’s lead to check my reality while I revolved in front of them. As they surrounded me their closeness hampered my movement. I gently pushed free and leaned back Sikiş hikayeleri against the tarpaulin, my arms stretched out in crucifixion pose and my long legs apart.

They converged on me. There were even some on their knees stroking the length my stockinged legs from my high heels up to my groin. Others jockeyed for position around my breasts. Yes, James, you’ve guessed it: all the attention and groping were making me horny, and when the corporal began to kiss me on the mouth I didn’t hold back.

He grabbed my hand and placed it on his naked cock, which I willingly started to wank. Events began to escalate as I felt my thong pulled aside and my legs pushed wider apart as an unseen mouth began to lick me. That’s right, James, you know how I love that – though you didn’t do it too often. Within moments I could feel a climax building while still wanking the corporal’s cock furiously.

I struggled to remain upright as the corporal started to pull me to the floor. He wanted into my cunt, but I was too close to an explosive orgasm that I couldn’t abandon. Multi-tasking, I clamped my unseen vaginal benefactor tight against my cunt with one hand while maintaining the wanking rhythm on the corporal’s cock with the other. In slow motion, we tumbled, in a mess of bodies to the floor.

The corporal could now see that I was being eaten out and that I was revelling in it. “Suck me, you dirty cunt,” he hissed, “Suck me empty!” forcing my head down with his hand. I complied, taking his cock deep into my throat – remember how good you used to tell me I was at it, James? – grabbing his balls and squeezing them until he emptied them into me. Simultaneously, I came to my own rip-roaring orgasm, soaking the young man’s face and shirt as I held him tight, squirting and spraying my sexual juices all over him. You never liked that, James, but believe me, that young man didn’t complain, in fact, he wanted more.

Unfortunately for him, he didn’t get it as, at this point, the sergeant bounded over the tailgate. “That’s you back on the road, Miss,” he said, climbing in, before taking in the sight in front of him. He whistled. “Very accommodating of you, Miss – especially as they’ve just been entertaining you while I did all the work.” For the first time I felt a sense of unease.

As he approached me the others fell back. He trailed me up and kissed me savagely on the mouth, his stubble scraping my face as his hands reached between my legs and ripped my thong completely off.
“Come on, you wankers, throw a couple of greatcoats on the floor. We can’t stay here all night”

Suddenly, the magic of my control disappeared. “Turn your backs,” he ordered them. “What you can’t see you can’t bear witness to.” There was no stroking or nuzzling. He threw me onto the few greatcoats on the floor. In survival mode I decided to play up to him, feeling for his cock as he knelt between my legs – it was substantial, much bigger than yours, James. He grunted as he penetrated my soaking wetness (you know how wet I get with all that squirting), but after a couple of thrusts he pulled out.

“How many of them have you fucked already? It’s like slipping my cock up a bowling alley – turn over, you whore,” he ordered.

I was on my hands and knees now. He scooped a handful of vaginal fluid and smeared it around my anus, then hawked and lubricated his knob with it. His cock felt as big as a milk bottle as he pushed into me (yes, James, I know you always preferred warming me up with a wine bottle). Immediately he started pumping me violently.

I tell you, James, it was the most amazing buggering I ever had. He ripped my stockings to shreds pulling on their tops as he reined me tight onto his cock while unloading into me (so now you know, my stockings weren’t ruined changing the wheel, not directly anyhow); he milked at my tits as though Erotik hikaye they were cows udders, but the only fluid was what he was filling my asshole with and what I was hosing from my cunt. Then he pulled out, wiped his cock dry against my thighs and stood up.
That was it, no thank you, not a word to me.

“Okay, James, your turn next,” he barked. His words alarmed me for a moment – but it wasn’t you, my husband, he was addressing; it was the soldier who had helped him change the wheel. “I’m going to the cab. Don’t be too long with her, we’d need to get going.” With this final order he climbed out and disappeared.

I was still lying on the greatcoats, partially on my side. James looked down at me, smiling. “Your wheel’s changed, Miss. So time to say thank you,” he said, sneering, as he produced a semi-hard from his trousers. I didn’t have a lot of options, James, and remember, he had been very helpful. So, I beckoned him down beside me and began to lick and suck his cock to hardness as he started to give my tits a working over, not unlike the one his sergeant had just given them. What is it about these country boys, James – they seem to just love milking big firm titties? At least that’s what I’ve gone on to discover time and time again since our divorce. Hope you’re missing milking them yourself.

Anyway, my rescuer James definitely didn’t want to come in my mouth, he wanted to shoot up me. But a moment’s investigation confirmed to him what the sergeant had experienced, I was way too wet. So he grabbed the hem of a greatcoat, fashioned the coarse gabardine into a cone shape and stuffed it up me like an improvised tampon and twisted it round inside my vagina while I continued to wank him. I must say the greatcoat was a unique experience and quite enjoyable. When he felt I was dry enough he entered me again and began to ride. The others had turned around since the sergeant left and were shouting words of encouragement to us both. Strangely, this was a turn-on as I found their comments empowering me again – fuck it, James, I was showing off.

Yes, I felt back in control. These boys had come to my aid and weren’t going to harm me, so I gave them a good show. Soldiers were on their knees around me as James humped; cocks were everywhere, but the boys were out of luck – the best I could do was wank the occasional one, no sucking, as James was kissing me passionately as he rode. We came together, with me soaking his trousers from squirting. He pulled out too soon for me, though – I’m sure you remember how I hate that, especially when I’m still coming. So, I stuck my own fingers in and finished myself off as my audience cheered, wanked and ejaculated. Yes, my hair, tits and face finished up covered with soldier’s spunk – you didn’t know that when you fucked me later, did you James?

It was still pouring when I clambered down from the truck and they drove off. I wiped as much spunk from my hair, face and body as I could with an old scarf I had in the car. I then dressed, reapplied some makeup and lipstick by the glow of the interior light, and tried to disguise my dishevelment as best I could. I was sure you’d be horrified when you saw me at the airport, but you weren’t. To a cursory glance I didn’t look too bad. Sure under my jacket, the only garment still dry, I was wringing wet. But the soaked sweater, skirt and the high heels seemed to impress you, and the ripped stockings were a bonus, maybe a bit punkish with the laddering. And, of course, the no-knickers look proved especially welcome. Certainly, the just-fucked look definitely turned you on that night, remember?

By then I’d decided against titillating you with what had happened. A grope or so might’ve been okay, but I suspected a full-on gang bang would’ve been a fuck too far for you, especially as I enjoyed it. It didn’t matter anyway, we were barely past the airport perimeter when you pulled over into a layby and fucked me. I’d had a busy evening, and believe me, my dear ex-husband, you were the least memorable part of it. So put that in your pipe and smoke it.

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