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“One of these days, I just might do that.” Stephanie’s sexy voice said over the phone. She was performing part 1000 of an infinite amount of performances that Drew and her were likely to go through. It was in response to his invitation to come over. He had given it knowing full well what the result would be. Yet another maybe, yet some more teasing, but the end result was that they would remain phone friends. He couldn’t be upset with her, however. After all – he did the same thing to her!

“One of these days, eh?” Drew replied. “I’ll hold my breath!”

“Hey – you could always come here, you know?”

“I know. Things are pretty busy, though.” He explained for the thousandth time. It has been several years of this. Both had been through the rigmarole. “I miss you.”

“I miss you too.” Stephanie admitted. “It’s weird. I haven’t seen you in like five years other than in pictures, but I really do miss you. I can’t believe our chemistry!”

“It was right from the start.” He agreed. “Ever since you walked into my store, I wanted you.”

“You had a girlfriend! You should have acted! Instead – you move to another city and get married!”

“What can I say? I’m in love! Hell, you got married too! And you had kids!”

The two of them seemed to always recap what could have been. She got married first. He followed suit. She has had three children in those five years. Through it all, the two of them remained in contact via telephone and email. Both of them, despite being in love with others, had developed strong feelings for each other.

Drew had brown hair and brown eyes. He was tall – over six feet. The last time Stephanie saw him – back when they were friends who worked just down the mall from each other – he weighed 190 pounds. He was now up over 230. He wore it well. Not that it mattered. Her feelings for him had developed beyond looks. She has seen recent pictures of him and it only served to make her want him more.

For her part, Stephanie was a beautiful woman. Long, dark hair went just past her shoulders and she gorgeous, captivating brown eyes. When he first met her she was about 5-5 or 5-6 and she weight about 135 pounds. She had a huge rack. Oh, how he dreamed of those beautiful tits! In the years since he last seen her, she had three children and her weight had ballooned to 180 pounds. He had seen recent pictures of her as well. His feelings for her were so strong that he saw past that. He wouldn’t admit it to himself, but he loved her.

“You know what?” Stephanie asked.

“What?”

“I’m gonna do it.”

“Huh?” His cock got hard in his shorts.

“I’m gonna come over there. Tomorrow. I’ll get a sitter for the kids and I’ll jump in the car. Remember what you promised me though?”

“Yes!” Drew was excited at this point, but he was trying not to let himself get too carried away. After all, they had made plans on three or four occasions to meet and something had always “come up” right before it was to happen.

“You’re making me lunch!” Stephanie said. “And – I get a neck rub!”

“Deal!” He agreed. Wow! Was she really going to come over? Was he really going to see her?

Their conversation continued for several more minutes. She got directions to his house and they solidified their plans.

He got off the phone pretty optimistic. In 19 hours he would see her! Every other time that the two of them made plans, they were made well in advance. Both had lots of time to have second thoughts or find ‘excuses’ to get out of it. Both of them were a little nervous about seeing each other after all these years and both were a little nervous about putting themselves in a position to cheat on their spouses – even if they promised each other that nothing would happen.

The next morning, after his wife left for work, his heart was pounding. It was nine o’clock. If all went as planned, Stephanie would be there in an hour. By 9:30 he began to watch the street for any cars that would be parking. He considered jerking off, to get himself more under control when she arrived, but elected to hold off. But man, was he horny.

For her part, Stephanie’s pussy was buzzing the entire drive. She was actually going through with this! Her heart pounded harder as she passed the signs announcing the city limits to Drew’s city. Just minutes away!

Drew saw a car park. It was 10:15. Heart racing, he watched as a woman emerged.

It was Stephanie.

Even from a couple of houses away, he could tell that she was every bit as beautiful as her pictures suggested. Every bit as beautiful as he remember her. She wore a blue and white sundress. The straps over the tanned skin of her shoulders were thin. It was fairly low at the front, giving him a clear view of her ample cleavage. She was wearing sandals and no socks. Her hair was done up beautifully and pulled back from her pretty face. He watched her come closer and closer, her pretty features becoming more and more apparent. His heart ached for her. He ran and kastamonu escort opened the door as she walked up his walkway. They smiled at each other.

“Hi!” She sang. They went to each other and embraced at his doorway.

“I missed you.” He whispered in his ear, holding her closer.

Stephanie’s pussy tingled at his words and she squeezed him tight. She loved him. She hadn’t realized how much until she felt him hold her like this. Her husband treated her badly. Every time she spoke to Drew, she felt nothing but warmth. He looked good. He was wearing shorts and a light button up shirt.

“I missed you too.” She replied quietly.

After two minutes – after the entire neighborhood had probably seen them and could give his wife a full report, no doubt – he stepped in the house and she followed suit. He shut the door behind her.

“Oh my gawd!” Stephanie had the biggest smile on her face. “We did it!”

They laughed. They always laughed together, but in person it felt so much better. For both of them. She set down her bag and took off her sandals. He noticed that her toenails were polished shiny and clear. When she bent over to slip off her sandals, her tits hung down beneath her and he had a clear view of the tanned skin of her cleavage. When she straightened up he couldn’t help but give her another hug, this time holding her even tighter than before. When they finally split apart, they both still wore big smiles.

“Wow! You really must have missed me!” She exclaimed with a giggle. Her smile was so beautiful it was enough to melt his heart. Taking her hand he gave her a tour of his house, showing her the bedrooms, the bathroom, the kitchen and then downstairs to the recroom. They talked and joked the entire time, but they continued to hold hands like long lost lovers. They nearly were long lost lovers. One time they had kissed. It was five years ago, but both remembered it as if it were yesterday. However, he did have a girlfriend and nothing came of it.

This time he has a wife, and she has a husband and three children. Yet he knew it would be even harder to resist.

She was hungry so they had an early lunch. Drew made them a big plate of delicious nachos and the two of them sat at the table together and shared them, talking about life and memories and – as always – what could have been.

After lunch they went downstairs and sat on the couch. He threw in a movie.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Stephanie asked as he sat down beside her. He looked at her curiously. “My massage?” She said, chuckling. He smiled.

“Sit forward.” He said. Stephanie sat on the edge of her seat as Drew straddled behind her. As the movie began his eyes were locked on her smooth, tanned skin of her upper back. He closed his eyes and breathed in the scent of her perfume. His heart pounded with desire for what was the millionth time that morning (for it was still late in the morning). He placed his hands on the bare skin of her shoulders. She was incredibly soft! Being a little chubby had its advantages! He could caress her soft skin all day!

When Stephanie felt his hands touch her shoulders it was like electricity. When he touched her skin the buzz shot through her body down to her crotch. She wanted this man. She had to have him. She closed her eyes and sighed softly as he began to rub her shoulders.

Drew’s cock was at full hardness. He had to sit back a little so that he wouldn’t poke her. He would die of embarrassment if she knew that she had him this turned on already! His hands kneaded the skin of her upper back, his thumbs gently digging into the soft flesh and muscle. His hands moved closer together until he was massaging her neck.

“Ohhhhh gawd this feels good…” Stephanie sighed. She was trying not to squirm in her seat, but her pussy was tingling uncontrollably. He rubbed all over her upper back, her neck and her shoulders while she purred and moaned with her approval. He leaned forward and breathed in her scent again.

“You are so beautiful.” He whispered. He gently kissed the base of her neck.

Bolts of desire shot through her. She had to kiss him! But she was facing the wrong way, the position was too awkward. He continued to massage her neck.

He was tempted to kiss her again, but showed restraint. Eventually, he had to stop. He couldn’t massage her forever! After 15 minutes he quit. The only reason he didn’t put any further moves on her was because she was facing the other way – otherwise, he would have given in to temptation.

He maneuvered back beside her to watch the move. She snuggled up close to him and he slipped an arm around her shoulders. She put her hand on his thigh. Neither knew what was going on with the movie, but neither was even thinking about it. All they were thinking about is giving in to their desires. Stephanie turned to look at him, gazing deep into his eyes.

“Why haven’t you tried to kiss me?” She could be pretty blunt, kayseri escort when she wanted to be. Her heart was pounding, though. This would be it – either he kisses her, or she is rejected.

Drew looked into her beautiful brown eyes. He was lost in them. He put his hand up, gently caressing her cheek until he held her head just underneath her ear as he leaned forward slowly. Their lips met, gently pressing together. That first kiss lasted under a second, but for them it was an eternity. For an eternity, electricity traveled to and from each other’s lips. The tingling shot up and down both of their bodies, making his cock twitch and her pussy moisten. Their lips smacked softly with the brief kiss.

She put her hand on the side of his face and kissed him. He slid his hand down around her waist as he felt her tongue push against his lips. He opened his mouth, allowing her tongue to slip inside as he felt her soft back. He sent his tongue into her mouth and the two kissed passionately. He loved feeling her tongue rub up against his. Her tongue snaked deeper inside his mouth, as if exploring the depths. He eagerly did the same back to her. As her tongue danced inside his mouth he felt her hand leave the side of his face and slowly caress down his chest. The two were breathing heavily inside each other’s mouth, as their kissing grew more passionate.

Stephanie’s heart beat faster as she ran her hand down his strong chest to his upper leg. She desperately wanted to feel his hard cock. She needed to know just how hard she makes him. Nervously, she slowly moved her hand to his crotch and over the bulge in his shorts. Her pussy flooded when she felt just how stiff he was through his clothes. For the second time in her life (the first happened during their one kiss five years prior), she ran her fingers around the outline of his thick hardness.

“Mmmm…” a moan of desire escaped her lips. She couldn’t help it! Her body ached for this man like no man before. For a moment, an image of his hard, throbbing cock sliding inside her needy cunt flashed across her mind. “Mmmm…” another moan escaped.

Drew ran his hand up and down the soft flesh of her naked arm and then slowly moved it to the front of her body over her sundress. He cupped her soft breast for the first time in his life (he actually resisted doing this five years ago) and he gently squeezed. She sighed into his mouth and her tongue started dancing wildly around again. He could feel her hand grip his rock-hard penis and squeeze lustfully. He ran his hand down her body over her sundress to her bare leg down to her knee. His hand slowly caressed up the smooth, soft flesh of the outside of her thigh up underneath her dress. It continued up to the side of her big, beautiful ass until he could feel the thin elastic of the side of her panties. He broke the kiss.

“Panties?” He breathed, smiling. He knew she never wore them. Stephanie chuckled. He noticed her hand never left his crotch. She gave him a beautiful smile that melted his heart yet again.

“I wore them for you!”

He smiled and kissed her. Once. Twice. On the third kiss her tongue darted right back into his mouth. He teased his tongue around hers, cherishing the sensation. He loved Stephanie’s lithe tongue! Drew ran his hand down Stephanie’s smooth, plump thigh to her knee and then slowly inched up her other thigh – this time on the inside. As he inched closer and closer to her treasure, his hand could feel the temperature rising. He reached her panties and could tell that they were lace – and they were soaking wet. He could clearly feel the swollen lips of her pussy through them and he slowly ran his fingers up and down them.

“Mmmph!” She groaned into his mouth, her tongue pausing for a moment as bolts of pleasure shot up her body. The constant tingling in her vagina suddenly rose two notches. His fingers did nothing to ease her desire! She felt Drew’s tongue wiggle around her mouth and it brought her back down to Earth. Stephanie pushed her tongue deeper into his mouth as her fingers began to undo the button of his shorts. She was gasping for breath inside his mouth as she slowly pulled down his zipper.

Drew slipped his fingers into the side of the crotch of her lace panties. Her pussy was shaved clean he noted, as he slowly moved towards her treasure. Suddenly he could feel the hot moisture of her slit. She was incredibly wet! Her silky lips were dripping with her juices and his heart soared with love when he realized how much he turned her on. He ran the tip of his finger down the slick, hot lips of her vagina until it reached a point where the heat was almost unbearable: her entrance. He dipped his finger inside and was caught off guard by how tight she was, yet she sucked him inside like a vacuum. He pushed his middle finger inside Stephanie’s pussy to the second knuckle. It gripped him like a vice!

“Oh gawd!” Stephanie moaned, breaking the kiss. She thought that he could make her cum kıbrıs escort just with his finger! She was completely wired, conscious of every inch of her body. It was like a buzzing all over! Her hand dove into his underwear and for the second time in her life she wrapped her fingers around Drew’s stiff penis. He was so fucking hard!

“Oh gawd!” she repeated. Suddenly, his finger wasn’t good enough! She desperately needed this man inside her! Every inch of her being wanted him to make love to her – and then fuck her hard! She began to stroke him, as his finger eased in and out of her sensitive tunnel.

Their lips were smacking loudly and sloppily as their kissing increased in urgency. Drew loved how hot and tight Stephanie’s cunt gripped his digit and he loved how her soft fleshy thighs touched either side of his hand as he manipulated her.

Suddenly, Stephanie broke the kiss and released his dick. She began pushing his shirt up his body, laying him back on the couch at the same time. He slipped his finger out of her pussy and her hand out from between her thighs. Before he was halfway down, she had his shirt over his head and off, throwing it on the floor. The movie continued to play on in the background as he lay on his back and Stephanie straddled him. She began kissing down his neck to his hairy chest. She kissed lovingly over every inch of his chest, her tongue darting out and teasing over his nipple. She was breathing heavily as she kissed down his belly, her hands gripping his underwear.

She tugged and he raised his ass up off the couch. Stephanie pulled both Drew’s shorts as well as his underwear down his legs to his feet and off, unleashing his rock hard penis. She felt herself get wetter at the sight. This was Drew’s cock! It was hard, just for her! How often had she masturbated about seeing this very dick? Over the last five years – probably a good 1000 times! She was going to cherish this. She was going to worship this cock!

Drew watched his fantasy woman crawl back up the couch and wrap her fingers around his pole. She ducked low and he felt her tongue lick across his balls. He felt her suck one of his testicles into her mouth. He felt it pop back out. She was looking at him with her beautiful eyes as he felt his other testicle get sucked into her mouth. She released that one and she kissed the base of his thick, white penis. She kissed a little higher, her hand raising his manhood straight up into the air. She slowly kissed him, over and over, making her way to the top. When she reached his head she kissed it twice and then slowly kissed her way back down again. Her tongue snaked out and she slowly ran it up his shaft, her beautiful brown eyes again looking at him. When she reached the top she ran her tongue all around his mushroom head once, and then did it again. She kissed his helmet.

Her mouth opened up and she slowly sucked the head of Drew’s penis inside.

“Ohhhh…” he moaned, closing his eyes for a moment as he felt Stephanie’s warm mouth slowly absorb his cock. He opened his eyes and watched as inch after inch of his member disappeared into her pretty mouth. She was able to get most of it inside before he hit the back of her throat. Stephanie’s eyes met his as she held his cock in her mouth. He would never forget that visual.

She slowly slid her mouth back up his pole before sliding it back inside a little faster. She began to bob her head up and down on his lap, increasing the pace a little each time. He moaned again, watching her lips slide and down his white cock.

‘Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!’ Stephanie gobbled his manhood hungrily and the slurping noises could be heard across the room. He couldn’t help but subtly hump his hips upwards into her face.

“Ohhh man, Stephanie.” He panted. “You weren’t kidding when you said you were good at that!”

Stephanie chuckled, even though her mouth was full, and then she quickly resumed her blowjob. He was incredibly hard in her mouth and he was starting to hump upwards a little too eagerly. She didn’t want him to cum yet – he wasn’t inside her yet! She pulled his dick out of her mouth with a ‘pop’. She looked at him with a big smile.

“Did you like that?” she asked, rhetorically.

“Wow.” He replied. She could see the awe in his eyes. “Kiss me.” He ordered.

Stephanie quickly crawled up the couch towards him; straddling his naked body and pressing her thinly covered pussy against his exposed rod. Her sundress had hiked up to her waist. Her lips quickly found his and they kissed passionately. Her tongue darted into his mouth as she began to grind her cunt along his shaft.

Drew sent his tongue into her mouth. It felt as if she was even wetter now. When she rubbed her panty-covered pussy against him it was soaked! His hands grabbed her big, beautiful ass and he helped her rub against him as his tongue danced against hers. His fingers ran up and down the crack of her soft bum and he could feel the string of her lace thong. All he had to do was pull that thong to one side and he could be inside her. Squeezing her ass, he broke the kiss and began kissing over her cheek to her ear. He briefly sucked her earlobe into his mouth and then released it.

“I have dreamed of kissing you every day for the last five years, Stephanie.” He whispered.

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I woke up from the most amazing dream to the sound of a quiet slurp. At first it was intermittent and then became steadier. My head was still buzzing from the dream last night, my wife seduced me and we had the most amazing sex in a very long time. I was half awake, half asleep and felt my morning wood getting stiffer and stiffer. As I reached down to adjust myself in my sleepy stupor, my hand ran into hair, bobbing up and down slowly and deliberately.

I was fully awake and fully erect now and realized that it was not a dream I had experienced. My wife was licking my shaft slowly and flicking her tongue at the tip. I just kept my eyes closed and started to moan while I enjoyed her mouth engulfing my throbbing cock. She was playing with my balls, rolling them in her fingers, licking them, sucking one then the other into her mouth. Her hands started to rub the area between my sack and my ass. Slow, long strokes then light touches with her nails. She stopped sucking for a minute to lick her fingers and then went right back to kissing my shaft. Her fingers made their way to my ass and very unexpectedly, she slipped her finger into my ass up to the second digit. Holy Shit! She had never done anything like that. It hurt a little but the sheer ecstasy I was feeling took over. I could feel my balls tighten and my shaft harden a little. “I am going to cum!!” I moaned. She never likes me to cum in her mouth but this time, she sucked me even harder and pushed her finger in a little more.

I exploded unlike any other orgasm I’ve ever had. I was moaning and groaning, I could barely breathe. Sweat was beading on my chest and forehead. The tongue licked around the head of my cock. She took it all in her mouth and sucked and sucked. Her finger held me tight in my ass. She moaned as I exploded into her mouth, wave after wave of cum spewing from my cock as she started to swallow it all. I could barely breathe as I came down. My eyes were still closed as she continued to suck and lick my now softening shaft and withdrew her finger from my ass.

“Did you like that?” my wife whispered in my ear as someone still sucked on me.

I nearly jumped off the bed, eyes wide open, fully awake and fully not erect any more. I looked at my wife next to me and then down to where my istanbul escort cock was a few seconds ago and saw thick midnight black hair attached to a gorgeous body. Her skin was not quite pale but contrasted so sensually with her hair. As she smile, a little cum ran down her chin.

My wife explained, “This is Sam. We met a few months ago at the health club. She’s new to town and didn’t really have any friends until I started talking to her. Seems we have a lot in common except one major difference. She moved here to start over, an abusive boyfriend, no one really treating her as a woman. I said that my husband is just the opposite of what she was running away from. Anyway, after she saw you she felt sad that ‘all the good ones were taken’. I had discussed with her a few fantasies you had and she thought she could help. You know I love you but don’t want you to cum in my mouth and I always wondered what you would look like when that happened. Now I know. It was unbelievably sexy and I may give it a go at some time.”

I sat there, incredulous. My wife was talking so matter of fact and I had 2 amazing naked women so close to me.

My wife continued, “And for the next part of the fantasy. You shared that you would love to watch me with another girl. Sam agreed to perform oral on me but I am still not sure I will on her. I guess it depends. You always said you just wanted to watch. You can touch, fell, squeeze, lick but you cannot penetrate Sam’s pussy. I know it seems like this a lot of rules but I know you’ll behave.”

Instantly, my shaft was hard again. I could not believe what I was seeing, what I was hearing, or feeling. My wife lay back down and spread her legs as Sam crawled on the bed towards her. I just sat back to enjoy the show.

Sam started kissing my wife calves, slowly licking and sucking on them while intermittently leaving soft wet kisses on them. She worked her way up to the backs of my wife’s knees and my wife moaned a little. Sam lingered there for a few moments as my wife closed her eyes and moaned some more. I was so turned on that I had a pretty good amount of precum starting to form at my head. Sam moved slowly up my wife’s thighs with her tongue and lips, soft kisses, light breathes, slight izmir escort flicks from the tongue. My wife started to breathe heavier and shallow. Sam reached up and grasped one of my wife’s nipples, rolling it in her fingers and pinching it a little. My wife arched her back so only her head and shoulders and feet were on the bed. She screamed as her orgasm pulsed through her body, she was rigid and shuddering at the same time. Sweat glistened on her lip as she screamed and gasped. I could see her labia swollen and shining as her wetness was flowing out of her. Sam didn’t miss a breath and immediately went to my wife’s lips and started lapping up all her juices. My wife started to come down and had her torso back on the bed when Sam sucked her clit into her mouth and started to suck and hum and flick it with her tongue. My wife had another burst of fluids as she came again. Her hands were clenching the bed sheets, her mouth open and panting, her legs spread wide as Sam unmercifully unleashed her tongue on my wife’s clit and then started to finger my wife’s wet pussy with 3 fingers. She began to rub her own clit and pussy at that point.

I couldn’t help but stroke myself as I watched this display. And then I realized Sam was trying to service 2 pussies at once. I went behind Sam and started to lick her throbbing pussy. She was moist and swollen and moaned as my tongue licked her lips, up and down. Gently taking her labia between my teeth, I started tug on them as inserted 2 fingers into Sam’s vault. This had great benefits as Sam came and I lapped up a torrent of cum and made Sam suck on my wife harder and finger fuck her faster making my wife cum releasing a gush of fluid for Sam to lick. My wife finally called for a break to catch her breath. For the first time, she saw what I was doing to Sam and looked devilishly pleased. With Sam on all fours and me licking her pussy and clit, my wife crawled underneath Sam and came to a stop with her face near Sam’s pussy.

After watching for a few moments, she whispered in my ear that she wanted to feel my cock in her as she licked Sam. I backed off and watched my wife start to lick and caress Sam’s pussy with her tongue. She was so sensual and gentle I nearly came just watching her. Then she izmit escort started to go at it with wild abandon thrusting her tongue into Sam’s pussy, licking her clit, sucking on it, gently biting it. Sam was on the verge of another orgasm when my wife started to moan and thrust her tongue more wildly. Sam had regained enough composure to start licking my wife’s pussy again.

I jumped into action, not wanting to disobey my wife. I went to her pussy and started to put my throbbing shaft near her labia. Sam took this as an opportunity to suck my cock for a few strokes before I entered my wife’s throbbing pussy. After a few minutes, Sam pushed me back and rolled over and my wife followed. With my wife’s ass in the air and Sam under her, I started to enter her pussy once again. My wife continued her assault on Sam’s clit and Sam began to moan even loader. I just pushed the tip of my cock into my wife’s pussy and moved in and out, only using the tip. Sam started to lick my balls and my wife’s clit. My wife started to moan and groan which made Sam groan more as they both approached another orgasm. My wife threw her ass back and took me all in and screamed “Give it to me hard and deep, I’m going to cum!!!!” I started pumping her primed pussy as fast and as hard as I could as Sam licked my balls and shaft and my wife’s clit. I could not go for very long as my wife’s pussy began to spasm and held me so tight I could barely thrust. My wife was moaning so loudly into Sam’s pussy that Sam sucked both my balls into her mouth as they started to tighten up. Sam stuck her finger in my ass as I stuck my finger in my wife’s (which caused her to moan even more) as my wife stuck her finger in Sam’s ass. With one last thrust, I burst, wave after wave of cum jetting out of me and filling my wife’s pussy as Sam and my wife both came with such force that for a moment all that was touching the bed were my knees, Sam’s shoulders and feet and my wife’s knees. After several moments and many grunts and moans, we all collapsed on a heap on one another.

I felt like I slept for days when I woke up to a familiar sound of slurping. This time I opened my eyes and saw my wife’s beautiful eyes smiling at me.

“Thought this would be a great way to wake you up,” she moaned softly.

My cock was throbbing again as she went back to licking my shaft.

I looked at her and said, “I wanted to talk to you about Sam…”

She cut me off quickly and stopped sucking for a bit. “Sam is a woman I met at the gym a few months back. I’d really love for you to meet her one day…..”

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Loosening his tie and kicking off his shoes, Austin couldn’t believe he had clocked another seventeen hour work day. His limp legs quivered as they exasperatedly carried him through the house. Renee had left the hall lights on for him to assure he wouldn’t hurt himself on the trek; his tired fingers barely grazed the switches to flick them off. Coming to the bedroom door, Austin began shedding his clothes from his exhausted physique, not minding where they fell. He then slid underneath the covers to find her warmth radiating toward his chilled body. He wrapped his arms around her, resting his hands below her bust and let out a deep sigh.

“I missed you.” His low voice murmured, embracing her even closer.

After sitting through dull meetings, conversing with competitors, and dealing with technological outages, her smooth skin soothed his tension. His breath caressed her bare shoulder, rising and falling with her chest.

Renee slipped his hand over hers then graced it with a soft kiss. “Why didn’t you call saying you’d be late?”

He honestly replied. “It just slipped my mind.”

“That’s a shame…” Her vixen lips insinuated, deliberately gliding his rough hand to her bare chest. “You have been working a lot of overtime. I haven’t had time to treat you.”

Taking his time, Austin slowly stroked her right breast. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d played with her. The demanding work schedule coupled with the burden of becoming CEO of the company put a hold on their intimacy. Perfectly sized, he nearly clutched her whole breast before needed to adjust his grasp for another slow squeeze. Renee fell deeper into his grasp; he could hear her lips parting slightly as she began to moan. Austin’s strong grip rung her delicate breasts. He knew she liked it when he grabbed her; taking his pointer and thumb, Austin pinned her nipples between his fingers and slowly pulled them away from her body. Instinctively, hatay escort her body arched against the tantalizing pain just as he placed a light kiss on her neck and pulled away, letting go of her beautiful body.

Renee turned toward him as the sheets fell from her bosom. The pale yellow light from the street lamp outside illuminated her hard, dark nipples. She rolled her left nipple between her fingers; her sweeping eyes begged him to touch her, to pull her on top of him and devour every inch of her as she whimpered and squirmed over his mouth–the anticipation merely fueled her animalistic need for him. Swinging her voluptuous physique to straddle his body, he could feel her damp panties over his growing erection. A sinful smile painted her lips as she began to grind her sex against his bulge. Watching her seductively dance on top of him–he wanted more. He ran his hands up her lengthy legs, using one to move her hips to rhythm of her breasts as they bounced along to the invisible beat of the music. Austin slipped his other hand along the side of her lace, tracing the outside of her swelling lips; they were already painted in her sweet juices. Taking his index and ring fingers, he slowly slid them inside her dripping sex. Renee gasped and lowered her body onto his glorious touch, biting her lip as she continued to give him a show–kneading both of her breasts before him, teasing him with her scrumptious body, gripping her tit flesh so hard her fingertips turned white and her nipples bulged out.

A hunger flares in Austin’s eyes. He grabbed her hips and pulled her body hard against his, thrusting her till her ample breasts swung inches above his lips. Renee grabbed the headboard with both hands as his mouth clamped on to her left tit. He rapidly sucked her nipple deep into his mouth while kneading her right breast with his other hand. Releasing her tit with a pop, his ığdır escort tongue swirled around her again then continued to devour her. Her sex was becoming anxious, grinding against his leg and leaving a trail of juices down his thigh. Switching to the other breast, he also let a hand trail down her chest….to her stomach…to her slit…and began to thumb her clit. As his teeth mashed her nipples, Renee pulled back and passionately pressed her lips to his. Tumbling onto her back, he overcame her and slipped his fingers inside her once again; this time, he rammed his wiggled fingers hard against her convulsing walls, finding her g-spot. He felt her mouth go dry and her moans became slight hoarse. Throbbing, Austin’s manhood needed to be inside of her, to feel her moistness on his shaft and burst his seed inside of her

“Please,” She murmured, begging. “Release me.”

Her hips began gyrated harder against him, pounding him into her as he stalled. Pulling his lower lip from her teeth, he latched onto her right breast. Her body quivered beneath him as he placed her hard nipples into his mouth and sucked on them long and hard, then pinned them between his teeth and pulled them until she cried out in blissful pain. She scrubbed her finger nails at his scalp, loving the bruises he’d be leaving. He let them bounce back to her body and repeated this with the other nipple. Austin kept kissing her full lips and rapidly fingering her; he knew Renee couldn’t handle his teasing much more. Taking his hand from inside her, Austin slid his boxers down just far enough. Pink and swollen, his cock was stiff and aching. Renee pulled his body to meet hers. She felt the head slide against her slit, then his considerable length slid effortlessly into her sex.

Before he began to move himself inside of her, he whispered into her mouth, “I love you.”

Renee didn’t have a chance to respond as he ısparta escort pulled his length out to the tip, then slammed his cock back into her. He continued to slam into her then pull himself out slowly for a little while, feeling her walls grip against his cock, hearing her voice a little squeak in protest as he pulled nearly all the way out–then they fucked. Her entire body shook and her expression was of pure pleasure as she scratched at his back; her moans turned into guttural moans and even louder squeaks. She wrapped her legs around his, moving her hips with his as he mercilessly pounded into her. Feeling her chest heave a little harder, he slipped a hand down to her clit and worked it in circles. Although she had been relieving her own sexual frustration for weeks, there was something different about his hands working her clit. Within moments she was cumming down his hard working cock but he didn’t stop pounding as she let out long sighs of relief and let her fingernails of out his back–he knew he was close too.

She stared into his eyes and smacked his ass. “Cum for me, damn it!”

Austin began to pull himself out of her, knowing he was close to exploding inside of her, She gripped his ass and thrusted him back inside of her. Surprised, he eased up for a moment.

“Are you sure?” He asked, cautiously.

“I’m tired of you pulling out!” She growled.

Finally getting the chance to please her how he wanted to, he pumped as hard as he could. Her hair sprawled all over the pillow as her tits bounced from his force. Her sex kneads at his dick as he pulverizes her. Exploding into her felt so much more satisfying than having her mouth work his shaft. She came again shortly after his, clinging to his cock. Both of their hearts were racing as Austin settled beside her. She wrapped his arms around her and burrows into his chest. Embracing her tightly, his worn out cock still inside of her. The sensation of her hard nipples against his chest made him want to suck on them even more.

Her voice was sexy as she whispered. “That was amazing…don’t pull out ever again.”

He kisses her forehead and smiles. They held each other’s panting bodies close as they drifted to sleep.

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Beep! Beep! Beep! The annoying sound of Jeremy’s alarm clock was loud enough to wake the dead, but it took Jeremy a couple minutes to rouse from his deep sleep. As he turned to shut off the alarm, Jeremy wondered why he had set the alarm to go off at 5:30 in the morning.

As he sat on the edge of the bed trying to clear his head and think straight, his semi-erect dick started poking through his boxer shorts and quickly brought back the scenes of the previous night.

* * * * *

Jeremy was barely inside his front door after a long day at the office when he heard the familiar sounds of two people fucking. The woman’s moans were getting louder and louder as he walked down the hall to the living room. He entered the living room and saw two pornstars fucking like rabbits on the widescreen TV and his wife Erica on the couch her with legs spread wide and fingers furiously fucking her clit. Her eyes were closed and her head was tilted back as she started bucking her hips into her hands desperately trying to orgasm.

Jeremy watched quietly as his wife started squirming on the couch, her screams drowning out those of the pornstars on the screen. His whole body was motionless with the exception of his growing cock, his eyes fixed on his beautiful wife of seven years in her self-induced state of ecstasy.

His mind was flooded with memories of their sexual escapades over the years. Erica was just as horny as any man and just as wild. Jeremy knew long ago he had landed a keeper in Erica. Her beauty was matched only by her talent in bed, as she knew every trick in the book to heighten their sexual pleasure. “If the guys who had stopped and stared at his wife over the years only knew about her sexual abilities,” Jeremy thought to himself.

“Did you enjoy the show?”

Erica’s voice quickly brought Jeremy back to reality and he looked at the couch where his wife had been masturbating to find it empty. He was about to turn and look behind him when a tug at the zipper on his dress pants made him look down. There was his wife, on her knees in front of him trying to fish out his hard cock. It wasn’t too tough to find and the tip was quickly inside Erica’s expert mouth.

Jeremy’s moans were obvious signs of his approval as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensations of his wife’s tongue on his prick. Just as quickly as they had started they stopped, and Jeremy looked down to see his wife looking up at him impatiently.

“Well did you?” Erica asked.

His eyes widened as he looked down at his wife.

“Of course I did babe! I think that’s pretty obvious,” Jeremy said, gesturing towards his dick. Erica laughed.

“Well ya! But I just wanted you to say it!” his wife’s excitement was very evident in her voice. Without warning she reached up and grabbed Jeremy’s dick pulling it into her waiting mouth. Jeremy twitched as his wife’s lips encircled his dick.

As Jeremy started to close his eyes again, he saw a gleam of white out of the corner of his eye and turned his head, trying not to interrupt his wife. He was able to see straight out the window and into his neighbor’s house. He and his wife were in perfect view for watching eyes. He didn’t see anyone, but wasn’t in the mood to put on a show.

“Baby, can we take this upstairs? I think the neighbor might be watching.”

“So? It’s not like we haven’t fucked in public before!” replied his wife in between licks of her husband’s cock.

“I know honey, but right now I just want privacy,” Jeremy said. He looked down at his wife waiting for a response. Erica was looking back up at him with a pouty look on her face. “Don’t give me that look!” Jeremy said sternly.

“Aww, did I upset you?” Erica asked while trying to hold back a laugh. She quickly stood up, letting her hand trace up her husband’s inner thigh to his dick. She wrapped around her hand around his cock and squeezed, pulling him down the hall by his cock.

“Ouch!” Jeremy grunted as his wife took a kung fu grip of his dick. But Erica ignored him and just pulled him along like a dog on a leash, up to the couple’s bedroom. As they entered Erica released her death grip on Jeremy, much to his delight.

“Damn girl! That hurt!” Jeremy whined as he reached his hand down to massage his red prick. “You could have at least let me take off my pants! The zipper on my pants was tearing into me!”

Erica turned and quickly slapped his hand away. She dropped to her knees.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make it better,” Erica said with a sly grin on her face. Once again Jeremy felt his wife’s lovely mouth working his cock.

*****

Jeremy looked over at Erica who was sound asleep in bed. She was totally wiped out from the all night fuckfest and so was Jeremy. His thoughts were interrupted once again by his alarm clock which was going off again. “Shit!” Jeremy mumbled. He had a presentation at work at 11 o’clock and wasn’t prepared at all. He had fucked all night instead of preparing for work. Jeremy leaped out of bed and ran to the bathroom to get in the shower.

He bitlis escort was quickly lost in the warm water with thoughts of his presentation and the possibility of losing his job if he didn’t wow everyone with his presentation. Jeremy quickly shampooed his hair and started soaping up his body. All of a sudden he felt an extra hand on his lower back and jumped up, nearly falling to the floor.

“Sorry!” Erica said with a sympathetic look on her face. “I didn’t mean to startle you!”

“It’s alright babe. I thought you were still asleep though,” Jeremy said while continuing to scrub his body.

“Ha! Not after your alarm went off! It’s so loud!” Erica responded. “Why are you up so early?”

“I have a huge presentation with a client today at 11 o’clock and I haven’t done any work on it, because I planned on doing it last night. But you’re sexy ass distracted me!” Jeremy said while giving his wife’s ass a little slap.

“Oh did it?” Erica said with a coy look on her face. “Well, if all goes well at work, I just might let you fuck my ass tonight,” she said while turning away from him and rubbing her butt against his dick.

“Oh,” Jeremy moaned as he pictured fucking his wife’s tight hole. He shook the thought out of his head and quickly rinsed off. “Then I better get to work!” he exclaimed as he stepped out of the shower and raced to get ready for work.

“OK babe, I gotta run! I’ll call you later and let you know when I’ll be home!” Jeremy yelled as he put on his shoes.

Erica was at the top of the steps wrapped in a towel. “Love you honey!” she called down. “Oh wait, I might be going shopping with Michelle from next door!”

“Well just don’t spend all my hard-earned money!” Jeremy called back as he stepped out the door.

He raced to work and got to his desk a little before 7 o’clock. He took a deep breath. “All right, let’s do this,” he said to himself as he dove into his presentation.

*****

Erica turned back to her room as Jeremy shut the door. She went into her closet and took her time getting dressed, trying to fight her urge to go back to sleep. As she was putting on her clothes, her mind wandered back to the night before.

She and Jeremy had fucked over and over. She couldn’t even remember how many times she came.

“Oh, he fucks like he’s 18 year old!” Erica thought to herself. She didn’t know how many times her beau had come, but it never mattered, because he was always ready for the next round.

She pictured his face all tense as he pounded away at her pussy. She just loved watching him as he fucked. He always tried to make it pleasurable for her — and boy was it ever!

Erica returned to reality after her daydream and finished getting dressed. She padded her way downstairs to make something to eat. She flipped on the TV to watch the news while she made her breakfast.

The coffee maker beeped as it turned off after brewing a fresh pot. Erica filled her cup and sat down to enjoy her eggs and toast with the morning news.

She finished washing her dishes and was going to get the dirty laundry when the phone rang. She picked it up.

“Hello!?”

“Hey Erica, this is Michelle!”

“Good morning Michelle, how are you?”

“I’m good! I was just calling to make sure we’re still on for shopping today?”

“I was planning on it,” Erica said. “Just come by here about 10 o’clock and we’ll go.”

“Sounds good, see you later!” Michelle said as she hung up the phone.

Erica hung up the phone and went back to the laundry.

*****

As Jeremy was furiously working on his presentation, there was knock on his door. “Come in!” Jeremy called without looking up. Jeremy’s boss stepped in the door.

“Finishing up the big presentation I see?” Ryan asked.

“Yep. Just checking it over now,” Jeremy said, still not looking up from his work, which was not even close to being done.

“Good, good!” Ryan said. “Because you know how important it is?”

“That’s why I’m going through it,” Jeremy said, the sarcasm becoming evident to his boss.

“OK then, I’ll leave you to it,” Ryan said as he opened the door. “See you in a couple of hours.”

Jeremy looked up at the clock. It read nine o’clock. “Fuck!” he muttered under his breath.

*****

The doorbell chimed and Erica ran to the door to open it. There stood her neighbor Michelle.

“You ready to shop?” Michelle asked playfully.

“Hold on, I need to get my purse,” replied Erica. She ran back to the kitchen and grabbed her purse. “OK, we can go!”

They hopped in the car and headed for the local mall, making small talk along the way. They arrived at the mall and drove around the parking lot looking for a place to park. Erica parked the car and both women got out of the car and walked inside.

“You need anything in particular?” Erica asked.

Michelle was looking around the mall checking out the stores. “Nope, I was just going to walk around and see what catches my bolu escort fancy,” she said.

“Sounds good to me,” replied Erica.

The two ladies walked side-by-side through the mall, drawing the attention of men all over the mall. Young, old and middle-aged, it didn’t matter. Anyone with a dick noticed these two ladies walking through the mall.

Both women were in the early 30’s, but could easily pass for coeds. They were both in good shape and it was evident. They were similar in stature and body type. Both stood around 5’7” with very petite frames. But it was their curves that the wandering eyes were focused on. Both ladies had firm breasts, with Erica’s being slightly smaller than Michelle’s. The only noticeable difference was hair color, Michelle’s dark brown locks were strikingly opposite of the bleach blonde locks on Erica’s head.

They popped in and out of different stores, doing more looking than buying. As the continued through the mall, Erica saw the Victoria’s Secret store.

She giggled, “I want to go in and get a little something with Jeremy’s hard-earned money.”

“I’m sure he won’t mind,” replied Michelle.

The two ladies entered the store and started looking around. Erica was a little more determined in her browsing as she really wanted to get something nice to surprise Jeremy tonight. But Michelle was very nonchalantly looking through the undergarments.

“Don’t you want a little something?” Erica asked.

Michelle looked up, “Who am I going to wear it for? Myself?” Michelle said quizzically. Erica knew Michelle was recently widowed — her husband had passed away without warning almost two years ago — but she thought that Michelle being the young attractive woman would have started dating again.

“I’m sorry,” Erica said sheepishly. “I thought you might have started dating.”

“Don’t be sorry, it’s fine. But no, I haven’t been on a date since Kyle died,” Michelle said. “I guess I’m still not ready to move on.”

“We can leave then,” Erica said. “I won’t make you wait on me.”

“Don’t be silly! I’ll help you pick out something sexy! I may not go on dates, but I still know what men like!” Michelle grinned.

Erica smiled, “Sounds like a plan!”

The two ladies sifted through the never-ending piles of lingerie for half-an-hour and had no luck. Erica threw up her hands in despair, tired of looking. Just as Erica was giving up, Michelle struck gold.

“Mmm, this is sexy!” she exclaimed.

“Let me see,” Erica said as she turned to see what Michelle had found. She was holding up a sheer white thong and matching bra. “That does look sexy,” Erica said as she took them from Michelle. “But both are too small!”

“That’s the point!” Michelle exclaimed. “Now go try them on!”

Erica decided to go with it and walked into the changing room. She swiftly removed her clothes and stood there naked staring at her body in the mirror. She smiled, very happy with the way she looked. She reached to the hook and grabbed the thong, slipping it on. It was definitely sheer as her pussy lips and little strip of pubic hair were in plain sight. But because the thong was too small, it pulled tight against her lips, making them stand out even more. Her eyes widened as she pictured Jeremy looking at her. Erica then put on the bra which did the same to her tits. The fabric was so tight she thought her nipples would rip the fabric if she became at all aroused. She stood there getting a good look at her outfit.

“Erica? How does it look?” Michelle asked from outside the room.

“You were right Michelle, this is sexy!” replied Erica. She turned to look over her shoulder and see her back and ass when the door opened.

“Well let me see if I still have taste!” Michelle said calmly as she stepped in the changing room. Erica froze, unsure of what to do. Despite her wildness and willingness to go all out sexually, being with a woman had never crossed her mind. And the close quarters with Michelle made Erica a bit uneasy.

“Oh it looks good from behind!” Michelle said. She reached up to the strap of the bra and slid her hands to the outside towards Erica’s tits. “Does it fit OK?”

As Michelle’s hands touched the sides of Erica’s breasts, a tingle shot through Erica’s body and she could feel her nipples start to harden.

“Well turn around!” Michelle commanded as she gently turned Erica towards her. “Mmm, lucky Jeremy!” Michelle said as she gave Erica the once over. Erica’s face was beat red as she stood there in front of Michelle, but it was as if Michelle didn’t notice. Michelle left Erica to put her clothes back on. Erica came out a bit stunned but did her best to keep her composure.

“You’re going to get it right?” Michelle asked.

“Yeah, I am,” Erica stammered. She went up the register and paid for the garments.

“Well, I’m ready to go home if you are,” Michelle said.

“OK,” Erica said quietly as the two women left the mall and headed home. As they got in the car Erica glanced at the burdur escort clock, it was half past 11. “I hope Jeremy’s presentation is going well,” Erica thought to herself.

*****

It was 10:30 and Jeremy was working furiously, nearly done with his presentation when his boss Ryan poked his head in the door.

“Well, you don’t have to worry about that presentation anymore,” Ryan said.

A stunned Jeremy looked up, “What?” he said with an annoyed tone.

“Mr. Jones came down ill and has to reschedule for tomorrow,” his boss replied.

“So I guess you’re done for the day then, just plan on presenting tomorrow at 11 o’clock.”

Jeremy sat there stunned as his boss left. He had been working like a maniac the past few hours and now it didn’t even matter. Then he realized how relieved he was not to have worry about the presentation, which was nearly completed. He could go to lunch, come back and finish the presentation, catch up on some other work and still go home early.

*****

Erica was a little more relaxed on the drive home and quickly forgot about the encounter in the store as her and Michelle chit chatted during the drive home. They pulled into the driveway and got out of the car.

“Why don’t you come have lunch with me Michelle?” Erica said.

“I’d love to!” Michelle replied.

The two women went inside and Erica set her bag down in the entryway and led her guest to the kitchen. They went to work in the kitchen preparing lunch sat down a little after noon. Erica was enjoying the conversation and was happy to be catching up with Michelle.

“So do you think Jeremy will like the outfit?” Michelle asked out of nowhere.

The scene from the store entered Erica’s mind and she became uneasy but did her best not to show it.

“Yes I do, he’ll love it!” Erica replied with fake enthusiasm. Michelle looked up.

“I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable at the store, I was a bit forward and wasn’t even thinking when I did that,” she said apologetically.

“I wasn’t uncomfortable,” Erica replied trying her best not to admit to her discomfort.

“Yes you were. That was obvious,” Michelle said.

“Yeah well, I’m very open sexually, but being in that situation with you made me really uneasy,” Erica said.

“I think ‘very open’ is an understatement,” Michelle said with a laugh.

“Pardon me?” a very shocked Erica replied.

“You’re performance yesterday kinda proves otherwise,” Michelle said as Erica just sat there with her mouth hanging open, a mortified look on her face. Michelle snapped her fingers. “Hey, it’s OK, I’ve seen two people going at it before!”

Erica sat there silent, not sure how to respond. She didn’t mind strangers seeing her and Jeremy, but the thought of someone she knew stopping and watching them was very unnerving.

“But I’d have to say, you two were better!” Michelle said. “I was quite turned on I’d have to admit.” She reached a hand up and caressed Erica’s cheek, “It’s alright, you have nothing to be ashamed of. I know, I’ve seen!”

Erica blushed at the compliment. She had never had someone comment on anything like that before. The two women finished their lunch in an uncomfortable silence. Erica stood up to take her dishes to the sink and Michelle followed. They both set their dishes on the counter and Erica turned to go back to the table, but Michelle was standing in her path looking back at her.

Erica looked around Michelle, hinting that she wanted to sit back down. Michelle looked right at Erica then leaned in and kissed Erica on the lips. Not a peck, but not all out either. It was enough to elicit a moan from Erica, as Michelle’s lips sent another tingle through Erica’s body. They stood there looking at each other when Michelle reached out and took Erica’s hand. Michelle turned and led them down the hall and upstairs to the bedroom. Erica followed, completely entranced by the situation.

The two women entered the bedroom and Michelle helped Erica onto the bed. Michelle lied down next to her and put an arm across Erica’s waist. She leaned in and kissed Erica, this time using a little tongue. Erica showed no signs of uneasiness and kissed Michelle back, their tongues locked in a romantic dance.

Michelle gently pulled away from Erica’s lips. They both opened their eyes and just stared, taking in the moment together. Michelle licked her lips as she stared at Erica. She slid over so she was on top of Erica and gently turned Erica’s head sideways, revealing her waiting neck.

Michelle slowly kissed Erica’s neck. Up and down, side to side, Michelle’s kisses were both passionate and tender. But soon the passion overtook her tenderness and Michelle kissing Erica’s neck with no abandon. This drove Erica wild, as she felt Michelle’s tongue trace along her neck to her ear lobe, sending that now familiar tingle throughout her body. Michelle went back and forth, kissing every inch of Erica’s neck.

Without warning, Michelle pulled away and sat up while looking down at Erica. She quickly reached down and grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head, revealing her bright red bra-clasped breasts. Erica couldn’t take her eyes off of the heaving tits in front of her. She watched intently as they rose and fell with each breath Michelle took.

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Two middle age men walk down a rain-soaked street on a dark night, and a small neon sign directs them down an alleyway. JIGGLE HUT, it reads. A bright red door at the end of the alleyway is well worn and has a big ‘JH’ painted on it in yellow. Marcus, the taller of the two, pushes it open and they walk in.

Dark stale air glows with dim purple light, and bass heavy music throbs. A fat man on a stool that’s way too small for him looks them over.

“Cover’s ten,” he says gruffly.

“Ten each?” Marcus asks. The man looks at him like he asked how to get to the moon.

Marcus and his friend Bilbo, short for Bill Bowdin, each hand the man a ten dollar bill.

“First drink’s free,” the fat man says, cigar smoke chasing the words out of his mouth.

They each get a beer at the bar from a big-titted older woman wearing only a G-string, and they sit at a small round table against a wall, back in the shadows, away from the stage. A naked girl comes to the table, asking if they want a ‘private dance,’ and they decline. The music fades out.

“ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT!!” the invisible announcer says in a loud voice over the speakers. “ARE YOU READY FOR THE NEXT JIGGLE HUT GIRL? GIVE HER A WARM WELCOME — IT’S LUCY LOVE!”

A heavy metal song from the eighties kicks off with a drum thwack, two fog machines on either side of the stage belch out a cloud, and as it dissipates a shapely young girl comes into view. Marcus coughs and almost chokes on his sip of beer.

“Holy fuck!” he says quietly. “Bilbo man, that’s my next door neighbor!”

The two of them sit transfixed in the dark and watch as Lucy Love, known to Marcus as Ashley Winklehoff, gyrates to the throbbing music.

Ashley’s family had moved into Marcus’ neighborhood five years ago, when she was fourteen. Even at that point she was a looker, and often sunbathed on the deck of their above ground pool with her teenybopper friends. Marcus had a bad habit of watching them with binoculars through a barely open curtain. If they were laying just right he could catch glimpses down inside their bikini tops, and saw bare tits now and then when they were on their stomachs and re-adjusted themselves with their tops undone. Comparing their asses when they got out of the pool with wet bikini bottoms was another fascinating study that kept him busy for long stretches of time. The thing that broke him of his bad habit was Ashley’s mother Tammy, a gorgeous strawberry blonde in her late thirties. When she and a friend started sunbathing, Marcus decided it was safer to watch them rather than risk getting in trouble watching underage girls. Tammy and her friend were smokin’ hot, and the sight of them in bikinis was plenty of fantasy material for lonely old Marcus.

Marcus was good looking but painfully shy, and didn’t really date. The concept of ‘good sex’ was just a fantasy to him. He’d had sex, sure, but it was always very plain vanilla and over quickly. He watched porn and knew what to do, but the shy, mousy women he had been with always withdrew right when he wanted things to get interesting, so a quick missionary screw was about all he had experienced in his forty-five years. Porn on the computer, the occasional strip club, and binoculars on bikinis was the extent of his excitement. The main hobby he spent money on was going to concerts, which is what brought him to this rain-soaked city two-and-a-half hours from home with his friend Bilbo. They had been to a great concert in a small theater just around the corner from the Jiggle Hut, and decided to have a drink there before they drove home.

On the stage, Ashley is down to a G-string and a small black leather bra, and during a thunderous drum solo the bra comes off.

“Fuck!” Marcus says.

Her tits are stunning—quite big, and as perky as perky can be, with big nipples so hard you could hang a coat hanger on them. She pulls a tit up toward her face, licks a hard nipple with a long tongue, and the small crowd whoops. The G-string comes off, she gets down on her hands and knees, arches her back deep, and one of Marcus’ dreams becomes reality.

“ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT!!” the disembodied voice says over the still throbbing music as Ashley gets up and twirls around the pole. “YOU REGULARS KNOW WHAT’S COMING NEXT. A SPECIAL TREAT WE ONLY SEE ONCE IN A WHILE — LUCY LOVE’S MOMMA’S IN THE HOUSE!! THAT’S RIGHT FOLKS, IT’S MOTHER AND DAUGHTER NIGHT AT THE JIGGLE HUT!!”

Another cloud of stage fog dissipates as a crashing heavy metal tune starts, and Tammy Winklehoff appears through the mist.

“I think I’m gonna have a fuckin’ stroke!” Marcus says.

“Is that really…?” Bilbo asks.

“Yup,” Marcus says. He takes a big gulp of beer to try and cool the rising fever in his brain.

Tammy’s wearing leather hot pants and a leather vest. She’s carrying a riding crop and handcuffs, and she circles Ashley.

“UH OH!! I THINK SHE’S MAD AT HER DAUGHTER FOR DANCING NAKED IN FRONT OF ALL YOU GUYS!! WHAT DO YOU THINK, SHOULD SHE PUNISH HER?” the loud voice says.

The crowd whoops again.

Tammy fake slaps her naked daughter’s face and Ashley crumbles down onto the stage. Tammy takes both her hands and drags her to the pole, where she handcuffs her. Ashley bursa escort writhes around on her back, unable to escape. She pulls her legs up against her chest, exposing her pink pussy, and Tammy whips her ass with the riding crop, hard enough to leave red marks. The small crowd goes wild. Two men are up out of their chairs holding their beers in the air and one of them yells, “Whip that slut!”

Ashley writhes back and forth on the floor, straining at her handcuffs around the pole, and she lowers her legs. Her mother takes the butt end of the riding crop and slides it between Ashley’s thighs, simulating penetration. The audience is looking on from the side of her, and it looks for all the world like she’s being fucked by the long black stick. Ashley fakes an orgasm, her mother withdraws the stick and licks it off with a long tongue just like her daughters, and the crowd goes wild.

Another heavy metal song starts with a searing guitar solo, and Tammy starts to strip.

“NO! MOMMA! DON’T DO IT!” Ashley yells, sitting up now, but still handcuffed to the pole.

“DO IT! TAKE IT OFF!” a man in the audience yells.

The leather hot pants come off leaving a G-string, and then, during another searing guitar solo, the vest is tossed aside. Tammy’s tits are magnificent — natural and soft, but firm and more youthful than her years, with a perfect ski jump shape. She pulls them up and licks each of them with her long tongue as she moves cat-like around the stage. She bends over, ass toward the audience, and slides the little G-string down her slim legs. When it’s down around her knees a hand appears through her thighs and her slender fingers slide between her pink pussy lips.

“NO MOMMA NO!!” Ashley yells again.

Tammy simulates an orgasm, her fingered pussy thrusting toward the audience, her back arched, her head thrown back. Her mouth opens and she screams.

The fog machines belch great quantities of smoke, mostly obscuring Tammy and Ashley, and the two of them walk through the fog to the front of the stage hand-in-hand with big smiles and take a bow.

“OH BABY!! IT DOESN’T GET ANY BETTER THAN THAT JIGGLE HUT!! LET’S HEAR IT FOR MOMMA LOVE AND LUCY LOVE!!”

They get a standing ovation and some whistles from the small gathering of men. “MOMMA LOOOOOVE!!” one of the rowdy ones yells. Bilbo looks at Marcus, who looks stunned.

“You all right man?” Bilbo laughs.

“No, I’ll never be all right again,” Marcus laughs. “What the fuck am I supposed to do with this in my head? Tammy’s husband travels a lot—do you think he knows about this? He can’t know about this. He’s the conservative type—I can’t believe he knows about this.” Marcus shakes his head in disbelief.

“He doesn’t know about this,” Tammy says from behind, startling them.

“Tammy!” Marcus says, staring at her like a deer caught in the headlights.

“Hi Marcus,” she says softly, standing naked in the dim purple light. “Mind if I sit down?”

She drags a chair over from an empty table and sits down next to Marcus and crosses her legs. A faint scent of perspiration wafts off of her, mixed with a subtle fruity perfume.

“I’m glad it’s you,” she says.

“Me?” Marcus asks quizzically.

“It was kind of inevitable I’d get caught sooner or later I guess. I’m glad it was you and not some idiot guy. What are you guys doin’ here anyway?”

“This is my friend Bilbo. We were at a concert at the theater around the corner.”

“Hi Bilbo,” Tammy says, extending her hand to him with a smile.

“M’Lady,” he says, and he kisses her hand.

“God Bill, way to be a nerd!” Marcus says, laughing.

“A cute nerd,” Tammy says with a huge smile.

“So, I gotta say Tammy…what the fuck!” Marcus says, looking bewildered. “Do you, like, do this? I mean…how long?”

“I know, it’s crazy right? It’s kind of addicting. It started with amateur nights, always two or three hours away from home. You know Bob travels a lot, and I hate to say it but he doesn’t pay much attention to me anymore. A long marriage can do that to a couple. It’s a lousy excuse though, I know I shouldn’t be doing this. Are you gonna tell him?”

Tammy looks at Marcus with defeat written all over the face that was smiling so beautifully just moments ago.

“I don’t know how I can face him, but I’ll do whatever you want me to do,” Marcus says. “I like the guy, but you’re the one I’ve really gotten to know over the years. I like to think we’re friends Tammy, so, I’ll keep your secret.”

“You’re a sweet man Marcus,” Tammy says, and she leans over and hugs him. The skin of her back is warm under his hands, and the fruity perfume hits him like a drug.

Marcus notices Ashley working the crowd, completely nude. She and a smiling man have just emerged from a ‘private dance’ booth.

“I didn’t want her to do this you know,” Tammy says. “She blackmailed me—found out I was doing it and threatened to tell Bob. I figured if she was gonna do it I wanted to be with her, to keep an eye on her. There’s no sex or anything—guys aren’t allowed to touch. I’ve gotten to know the owner here over the years, and he let us work up a little act. I know it’s insane. Sometimes I feel like the çanakkale escort worst mother in the world.”

“No, I don’t think so. It makes a strange kind of sense I guess,” Marcus says, and Tammy leans over and kisses him on the cheek.

“I’ve gotta go. I won’t forget you for this Marcus,” she says with a sweet smile.

Tammy gets up and bends down and kisses Bilbo on the cheek, her lovely tits swaying under her. Bilbo blushes.

“You boys drive careful tonight. I want you in one piece.”

Tammy winks at Marcus and walks away. The sight of her naked ass burns into Marcus’s brain.

“What the fuck dude,” Bilbo says. “Pretty intense huh?”

Marcus blows a lung full of air through puffed out lips, and sits with a slightly stunned look on his face.

“Let’s get out of here man, we’ve got a long drive,” he says. They get up to leave and a small feminine voice stops him.

“Hi Marcus,” Ashley says, rushing over before they reach the door.

“Ashley!” Marcus says.

“Mom told me you’re cool. I always knew you were. I can’t wait to see you back home. We’ll talk this over, okay?”

“Yeah… okay,” Marcus says, slightly stunned again as Ashley gets up on her tip-toes and kisses him on the cheek.

“See ya!” she says with a smile, and she moves away at a fast clip, her naked wiggling ass leaving the two men slack jawed and motionless.

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The luxury car carrying them seems to float down the highway through the darkness, and drizzly rain is swept aside every few seconds by the wipers. Bluegrass music wafts out of the high-end sound system, caressing the two men’s ears.

“So, Tammy want’s you in one piece, and Ashley can’t wait to see you back home,” Bilbo says from behind the wheel. “Things are looking up for old Marcus.”

“I think you’re dreamin’ man,” Marcus says.

“We’ll see,” Bilbo says, fingering the turn signal as he pulls out to pass a tractor-trailer.

Marcus closes his eyes and so many images of his naked neighbors flash through his mind he can’t focus on any of them. Then he remembers Tammy’s perfume and the feel of his hands on the warm flesh of her back, and an erection grows down the leg of his pants. He tries to concentrate on the music and the slap of the windshield wipers, but it’s hopeless.

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Late the next morning Marcus answers a knock at the kitchen door inside his garage. Only friends and neighbors use that one.

“Hi neighbor, can I borrow a cup of sugar?” Tammy says, with a wry smile.

“Sure, I guess, let me look,” Marcus says.

“No silly! That’s just what they say in the old movies,” Tammy says, giggling as she walks into his kitchen. “I’m not here to borrow, I’m here to give. I owe you big time mister.”

“You don’t owe me anything,” Marcus says. “Friends take care of each other, that’s all.”

“Yeah, but you went above and beyond the call of duty. Now it’s my turn,” she says.

Tammy squats in front of Marcus and flips open his belt buckle and quickly opens his jeans.

“Tammy I don’t think…”

Suddenly his cock is in Tammy’s mouth. It was mostly soft and rapidly hardens. It’s a first for Marcus, any kind of oral sex, and it feels even better than he’d imagined.

“You’ve got a nice cock Marcus,” Tammy says, looking at it glistening with saliva in her small hand. “Nicer than Bob’s.”

Marcus doesn’t last long. Too many firsts conspire in his brain and he’s a goner in no time. He tries to pull away but Tammy’s hands are on his ass and she holds her head tight against him as his cock spasms in her mouth. His knees go weak and Tammy slowly withdraws, showing him the sticky white liquid on her tongue before she swallows it.

“You taste good Marcus,” she says with the sexiest smile he’s ever seen. “I’m sorry I can’t let you fuck me, but I’m married and I’ve got to draw the line at that. We’ll be doing this a lot more though. Is that okay?”

“Is that okay?” Marcus laughs. “Jesus Tammy, if this was the one and only time I’d die a happy man.”

“You’re sweet. I do love giving head though, and Bob doesn’t seem to be into it much anymore, it’s like goin’ through the motions with him. So you’re the lucky guy I get to play with. Fun, huh?” Tammy says with a huge smile.

“That’s an understatement,” Marcus says.

Tammy sits down on a stool at the kitchen counter and Marcus pours two cups of coffee.

“So how often do you dance?” he asks.

“Oh, maybe once a month or so, no set schedule. It depends on when Bob’s traveling and how sexually frustrated I get. A lot of it’s been amateur night stuff. I’ve actually won quite a bit of money.”

“I can believe that. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen a sexier woman on a stripper stage, and I’m not just saying that to be nice.”

“Oh, thanks Marcus! If I could reach you I’d give you a big kiss right now,” she says, and she purses her lips and kisses the air in his direction. “So what did you guys think of Ash…she does pretty good too, right?”

“Oh yeah… but… I mean… it’s a little awkward to talk about with you,” Marcus says.

“Yeah, I guess it’s weird huh? I get the feeling guys think she looks good though.”

“Oh çankırı escort man, are you kidding? She’s hot! Is it okay for me to say that?”

Tammy laughs. “You’re too nice for your own good, you know that Marcus? With a little more edge to your personality women would be falling all over you. In fact I can’t believe you’re single. My friends and Ash and her friends all think you’re hot.”

“Get outta here! You’re just saying that so I don’t rat on you to Bob,” Marcus laughs.

“It’s the God’s honest truth. Look in the mirror honey,” she says, looking very serious. “I know for a fact Ash has been spying on you ever since we moved here. I caught her with binoculars one night, and after she left the room I looked and could see you in your underwear watching TV. I looked longer than I should have,” she giggles.

“No shit?” Marcus says, wondering if he should tell her about his binocular use.

“She’ll probably be over here one of these days. She wants to thank you for not ratting on us too. I told her she didn’t need to, but she’s got a mind of her own and she’s always had the hots for you. She’s an adult, and I like you, so it’s cool,” Tammy says.

“Wow!” Marcus says quietly, wondering what’s happened to his boring old life. “You know, I should confess I guess… I’ve got binoculars too. You and your friend, up on the pool deck in the summertime…”

“Marcus!” she says as a beautiful smile lights up her face. She sits and smiles at him for a moment. “That deserves another blow-job. You’ll last longer this time.”

Tammy takes Marcus’s hand, leads him to a comfortable chair in the living room, slips off his pants, and fries his brain like a farm fresh egg.

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Late in the afternoon Marcus sits in the cool autumn air on his front porch. He looks up from his iPad as Ashley’s small car careens around the corner and rolls into her parking space in the driveway next door. She’s home from another day at the community college. She runs across his lawn and his mind flashes back to the fourteen-year-old girl she used to be until she gets close and her womanliness startles him.

“Hi Marcus!” she says as she stops running. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

“How ya doin’ Ash?” Marcus asks.

“I’ll be back in fifteen minutes, okay? Don’t go anywhere.” She turns and runs to her house.

Marcus has no idea what’s going to happen, but something tells him he should be ready for anything, so he takes a quick shower and straightens up his bedroom a little. There’s a knock at the kitchen door.

“Hi Ash. What’s up? You know your mom and I straightened everything out. It’s all cool, there’s nothing to worry about,” Marcus says as the shapely young thing walks into his kitchen.

“Yeah, I know Marcus. You’re a prince. I always knew you were,” she says, and she gets on her tip-toes and kisses him on the cheek.

Her hair is damp from a shower and she’s wearing tight boy-shorts and a belly shirt that shows off her midriff. No bra, and her feet are bare.

“You got a beer or somethin’?” she asks. Marcus cracks open two cold ones and she walks to the living room. “I’ve never seen the rest of your house. Wanna give me a tour?”

Marcus shows her around, and when they get to the guest room on the second floor she walks to the window, opens the curtain just enough to peak through and puts her eye up to it.

“Nice view. Our pool looks good from here,” she says, turning to Marcus with a sly grin. “I’ve found a tripod really helps with the binoculars, although when there was five or six of us maybe it was better to be more flexible.”

“You knew?” Marcus asks with a surprised look as she walks over to him.

“Yup. We all wanted to get more naked for you, but we were all to chicken. Guess I’ve changed. I love being naked now. How ’bout you?” she asks, looking up at Marcus with big seductive eyes.

“I have a feeling I’m gonna learn to love it,” he says, and he lowers his head and kisses her.

The long tongue Marcus and Bilbo saw Ashley use to lick her own tit snakes into his mouth, and her hand gently caresses the growing bulge in his pants.

Ashley opens Marcus’s shirt, and runs her hands over his chest. She unfastens his jeans and pulls them and his underwear down in one pull, and he kicks them off.

“Oh, it’s much nicer in person,” she says, holding his already hard cock in her hand. “You’re not the only one with binoculars you know.”

Ashley lets the hard cock slip into her mouth, and Marcus can’t believe he’s been inside the mouths of two Winklehoff women in one day.

“See how fun it is being naked?” Ashley says.

Marcus sits on the guest room bed, on a dusty smelling bedspread his mother gave him. The bed hasn’t been used in years and the springs squeak as Ashley’s blow-job rocks him gently fore and aft. He reaches for her loose shirt and pulls it over her head, and her nearly dry hair cascades down onto her naked shoulders. He reaches down past her bobbing head and gets two handfuls of tit. Glorious, big, firm tits, and the big hard nipples he saw on stage last night fall naturally between his thumbs and forefingers and he plays with them. Ashley moans onto his cock and he’s in heaven. He can’t help comparing mother and daughter—visions of Momma Love while Lucy Love sucks him, and then he watches Lucy Love while remembering the heat of Momma Love’s mouth. He really should get out and buy a lottery ticket—there’s never been a luckier day in the history of the world. His world anyway.

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Chapter 23 — Jack of All Trades

The next morning I woke up early with a great deal of energy. My eyes seemed to spring open and they were not going to close again, that was very evident after laying in bed for about 15 minutes trying to go back to sleep. Vivian was still very much asleep next to me, so I gingerly climbed out of bed and headed downstairs.

I had a large cup of coffee and then used my abundance of energy to be productive around the house. I washed all of the dishes in the sink, put on a load of laundry that was near the machine and cleaned out some old items from the refrigerator. I sat down at the table with my second cup of coffee that morning when Penny made her way downstairs. She sat at the table, directly across from me. She helped herself to a sip of my coffee, which I promptly surrendered to her in its entirety.

“Good morning, sunshine,” I leaned across the table and whispered to her.

She smiled wide and stared at me adoringly.

“How was the shower,” I asked politely.

“Oh boy, did you miss a show and a half,” Penny informed me.

“Really,” I said, rather surprised. “What did I miss?”

“Let’s see, where do I start,” she pondered aloud.

“There was that much going on,” I questioned, now quite confused but intrigued.

“Oh yeah,” Penny laughed. “Nikki’s mom and Monica’s mom got into a pissing contest about who spent more money on gifts. It was classic and Nikki was really angry.”

“Families make things tough,” I remarked. “How did that end up?”

“Nikki’s dad showed up at the end and fixed everything,” she explained. “He always does whatever he has to for Nikki. It’s a fantastic bond they share. When he changed all his business plans to make sure he was there for the wedding, after being so hard on her when she said she wanted to marry Monica, things changed between them. They are really in sync these days. I’m jealous.”

“Don’t be jealous,” I commented. “Be happy for Nikki and proud of yourself. Trust me; it’s less painful that way. So, it sounds like everything worked out alright.”

“Yeah, but that was just the first thing,” she continued. “Monica’s sister broke her ankle.”

“How in the hell did that happen,” I inquired with full interest and attention.

“Well, she kept talking about Mindy’s shoes all day,” Penny began. “Mindy was wearing a pair of six-inch patent leather pumps with small platforms in the front. Dianne was commenting how sexy there were and how she had to get a pair. She mentioned that they were the same shoe size, so Mindy let her try them on later in the day and after a few steps, she went down, hard. Needless to say, off to the hospital she went, during the gifts. Charming.”

“I’m glad she’s not hurt too bad, but I have to admit, that’s actually pretty funny,” I stated. “Still not too bad.”

“Well, you might change your mind after you hear this one,” Penny corrected me. “Jack showed up. He came in looking for Emma and when he couldn’t find her, he flipped his lid. He said she was off fucking you and that she was a whore. He accused each of us of covering for her and called us all home wreckers. He was making an awful scene until Emma came out of the ladies room. She grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out the door. I am sure it was ugly after that. Things there are very bad.”

“Shit,” I exclaimed. “That is one messy situation.”

“No kidding,” Penny agreed. “He is such a jackass. I don’t know why she stays with him.”

“That is her choice,” I told her. “Bill said something to me once about Jack making Emma happy. He didn’t go into detail but I have a feeling it has something to do with their game. Besides, I think there is more to it than meets the eyes. Something is telling me that Jack did not put this puzzle together all by himself.”

“You think someone is in Jack’s ear,” she asked.

“Either consistently or someone simply planted a seed in his head that something wasn’t right and he is running with it,” I expounded. “It feels very contrived for me to accept everything we are seeing at face value.”

“I don’t like him to begin with and he isn’t all that bright,” Penny admitted. “Who would tell him such a thing? giresun escort It’s really none of anyone else’s business anyway.”

“True, but when has that ever stopped people from talking,” I rationalized. “It could be anyone who senses something is out of place with all of us. I think we both have the same thought as to who could ultimately be behind such a thing.”

“She wouldn’t dare,” Penny exclaimed. “We have an agreement.”

“Do you think that would stop her if she smelled blood in the water,” I asked her rhetorically. “Anyway, why don’t we help Emma out and put Jack’s mind at ease?”

“How do you suggest we do that,” she inquired as she sipped her coffee.

“Set him up,” I answered clearly.

“Set him up,” she repeated inquisitively.

“Set him up,” I said again. “Have him come to the office and find me and you screwing. Visual evidence that I am not doing his wife.”

“I like how you are thinking,” Penny complimented me. “But I think we can do better than that.”

“How so,” I asked, now very fascinated with her new train of thought.

“Let’s have him find you with someone else,” she announced. “This way he thinks you are sneaking around and trying to keep me from finding out that you are banging someone else.”

“Wow, I am impressed,” I confessed. “That is a very good idea. So who is it going to be?”

“Let me decide,” she said. “It will all become clear to you at the appropriate time.”

I knew she was on her game when her mind worked like this. She was magical. We spent the rest of the day hanging out and doing a lot of nothing.

Work the next day was buzzing with the events of the shower. Emma spent most of her day in meetings and the rest with her office door closed. I felt for her and hoped that we could help. I focused on work and tried to stay out of everyone’s way over the next two days. It was at the end of the work day on Wednesday before I even had a chance to see Emma. She tapped lightly on my open office door to get my attention as my head was buried in the papers on my desk. It was after 6pm and she had her briefcase in her hand.

“I’m catching a ride home with Penny,” she said to me. “Have a good night.”

“You too,” I called cordially as she turned and headed for the front door.

I put my head down and went back to the statements I was reviewing. I noticed out of my peripherals that her frame had moved back into the doorway. I picked my head up again and was surprised to find Penny, not Emma, standing there.

“See you at home later,” she acknowledged. “Jack is coming here to pick Emma up in a little while.”

I thought about that for a moment. I opened my mouth to respond but Penny was already ¾ of the way across the office. She disappeared out the front door and I went back to work yet again. Her last remark was still running through my head. It made no sense, but then again, it made all the sense in the world. I continued working until another shadow filled my open door. I looked up, very much expecting to see Jack.

“You look like you are working hard,” Brooke remarked as she stood there.

She looked very nice as I scanned her frame with my eyes. She had on a black jacket and skirt suit with an electric blue blouse and black pumps. I was taken aback by how sexy she was to me at that moment. Actually, Brooke was sexy to me at almost every moment. Her smile was like coming home.

“How was your day,” I asked her.

“Boring,” she disclosed. “I spent it at two closings. Big deal. I am hoping my evening will be a little better though.”

“Really, do you have plans,” I inquired casually.

“As a matter of fact, I do,” she admitted.

She stepped into my office and took off her jacket. She dropped it nonchalantly onto one of the guest chairs in front of my desk. She looked at me with lust filled eyes as she unbuttoned the top button of her blouse. I leaned back in my chair to watch carefully as she continued.

Brooke undid the next button on her blouse, followed by the next. She worked her way slowly down to the last button before turning away from me. She let her blouse fall off her shoulders and slide gümüşhane escort down her smooth arms before it fell slowly, like a feather, to the floor. The arch in the small of her back was the perfect curve of a woman. At that moment she was more classically beautiful that any Greek sculpture. She reached up and unhooked her bra, letting it fall as well.

She turned back to me, her gorgeous and firm tits free for me to behold. She walked slowly around my desk and stood over me in my chair. She sat herself on my desk in front of me as my dick began to respond heavily to the heat that was coming from her. Brooke slowly hiked up her skirt so that her uncovered pussy was visible from where I was sitting. She seductively ran two fingers across her lips and clit.

I grinned selfishly as I stared at Brooke. She leaned forward and undid my belt. She slid herself off of my desk and pulled my pants down past my knees. My throbbing cock sprang forward as I leaned back in my chair. Brooke threw one leg over my right hip and then her other leg over my left hip. Like a woman possessed, she kissed me firmly as I reached around her midsection and grabbed her fantastic ass with both hands.

We continued to kiss as I guided my stiff pole to her extremely moist opening. I inserted myself inside of her, causing her to gasp. I kissed her again as I pushed my entire length into her hole. Brooke purred seductively as our hips began to move in unison. We rocked back and forth in my chair as our bodies continued to meld together. The vein on the underside of my meatstick was pulsating wildly as I penetrated her box repeatedly. She held my face in her hands and kissed me repeatedly, one peck at a time.

Our pace picked up as lust overtook us. Brooke kissed my neck and nibbled on my ear. I fondled and sucked on her beautiful breasts as we fucked intensely. She was now moving up and down on top of me intensely, thrusting herself down onto my cock forcefully. Brooke moaned as we continued and I felt my own climax building until we were interrupted.

“What the fuck is going on here,” an angry voice growled at us from the doorway of my office.

I was startled to see Jack standing there staring at us. I knew he was coming to the office but had gotten very lost in the heat of the moments Brooke and I were sharing. Brooke bolted off of me and stood behind my chair as an attempt to cover her exposed body. I pulled up my pants and tucked my prick away. I stood and ushered Jack out of my office into the main part of our suite.

“Can I help you with something, Jack,” I asked him firmly.

“Where the fuck is Emma,” Jack screamed at me.

“She left a little while ago,” I told him calmly.

“Left with who,” he barked. “She didn’t have a car.”

“She got a ride with Penny,” I informed him in my most normal of tones, although a part of me wanted to really lay into him.

“Oh,” was his only response.

He looked confused.

“If you could not mention what you saw to Penny, I would appreciate that,” I requested of him.

“I see,” he said, his tone now visibly calmer. “When I saw the blonde hair I initially thought it was Emma.”

“Sounds like you have a lot on your mind,” I commented carefully.

I wanted to hammer him for being a douchebag, but this was a man-to-man moment, so I let him off the hook.

“I think I just need some sleep,” he remarked in a very macho tone, trying to cover up the real issues he was having. “Besides, you have your hands full.”

I nodded and Jack turned to leave. He strolled across the office and out the front door without another word. I couldn’t help but laugh to myself as I returned to my office. Brooke was now sitting in my chair, smiling at me.

“Mission accomplished,” I stated.

“Not quite,” she corrected me as she stood up and made her way over to me.

Brooke threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. It was a beautiful kiss and I wrapped my arms around her tightly. I leaned back and lifted her slightly off the ground in my arms. I quickly put her down and backed her up against my desk. Brooke lifted herself onto my desk and laid back. She spread hakkari escort her legs wide for me as I gazed into her gorgeous blue eyes.

“Finish what you started,” she urged.

I wasted no time in dropping my pants once again. My cock sprang free as my pants hit the floor. I pressed my still firm, sticky member to her opening and injected myself inside her again. She felt amazing and I groaned loudly as I drove my dick entirely into her very wet pussy. I grabbed her thighs as she closed her legs and threw them both over my left shoulder. I pulled her to me as I inserted my prick again and again. Her wetness swallowed my rod over and over as I worked in and out of her vagina.

I breathed heavily as I fucked her harder. I crashed into her flesh time after time with great force. Brooke began to squeal and squirm on my desk as I pounded her box relentlessly with my rock hard pole. She screamed loudly several times as she came. She shook violently underneath me as I continued ramming myself into her flooded opening. I stared directly into her eyes as I hammered her hole brutally with my cock.

I couldn’t get enough of fucking her at that moment. I growled loudly as I battered her pussy with my shaft. I plunged my length into her viciously as she continued to cry out. I ejaculated inside her walls suddenly. I released jet after jet of fluid into her gash until I had none left to give. I filled her with my spunk before crashing onto one of the guest chairs behind me.

Neither of us moved for what felt like a long while. Finally Brooke sat up and pulled herself off of my desk. She adjusted her skirt and collected her scattered clothing. I sat there and watched as she dressed. She was stunning. I couldn’t peel my eyes away from her as she buttoned up her blouse.

“What are you staring at,” she asked pleasantly.

“Just an angel,” I replied. “An angel that moves me.”

“Or at least moves a part of you,” she laughed in response.

“That’s not what I meant at all,” I advised her.

“I know,” she acknowledged. “But now is not the time to get mushy.”

“Why not,” I postured.

She looked at me adoringly before changing her gaze to a devious smile. She walked towards me as she threw her jacket over her shoulder. She leaned down and kissed me on the mouth deeply before exiting my office. I heard her walk across the suite and out the front door. I smiled as I sat there thinking of her.

I collected myself, redressing and clearing my head before shutting down the office for the night. I headed out to my car to find that someone was waiting for me.

“That was well orchestrated,” Sienna said as she leaned against my car.

“I thought so,” I agreed as I moved past her and opened the driver’s door.

“Not happy to see me,” she asked rhetorically. “It’s been too long, don’t you think?”

“I thought we had an understanding,” I reminded her. “Don’t you think poisoning Jack’s mind violated that understanding?”

“I see your point, and I would agree with you if I was still in charge of my own game,” she said. “But I have been replaced. Times change, as you know.”

I climbed into my car and started the engine. I shut the door and rolled down the window. Sienna looked at me curiously.

“Tell your sister Kylie we all said ‘Game On,'” I instructed her.

Sienna’s face dropped and she stared at me in utter disbelief.

“How did you know,” she questioned cautiously.

Her mouth was agape with complete shock. I knew I had rattled her by having that information. I had waited for this moment but I never imagined it would be this satisfying. I liked rattling her cage. It gave me a sense of striking back for all of the times she had struck out at us. I had struck a blow to her ego and she deserved it. I only wished that Emma could have been there to see it.

“If you push, be prepared for us, all of us, to push back,” I scolded her.

“I don’t know about that,” she countered. “You always seemed to take a punch real well.”

“Times change, as you know,” I quoted her words to her. “I am sure that our dealings are far from over, but tell your sister that it’s in her best interest to leave Jack out of this.”

I put the car in drive and began to pull away. I only went a few feet and then I stopped. I leaned my head out the window and looked back at her.

“By the way, if you are still here in ten minutes, I will have your ass arrested for trespassing,” I yelled to her before speeding off towards home.

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The Locker Room (Part 2)

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It didn’t take long for Camilla to see what she had done by encouraging Matt and her sister to entwine their bodies.

It wasn’t that he was any less attentive to her, in bed or out of it; but she could tell that he made every effort to spend as much time with—and in—Naomi as he could. Over the next several weeks she read the writing on the wall clearly and distinctly, and by the end of October she ordered Matt to sit down with her for a talk when Naomi was away.

“So,” she began slow, “you and Naomi.”

“What about us?” Matt said nervously.

“Oh, come on, Matt. I’m not blind. You’re really taken with her.”

“Well, sure I am! She’s awfully sweet. But that doesn’t mean I love you any less.”

“I wonder about that.”

“Oh, Camilla, you know you’re my best girl!”

“It’s very nice of you to say that, but I don’t think you’re telling the truth.”

“Camilla!”

“You love her, don’t you?”

“I guess I do.”

“More than me?”

“Oh, Camilla, how can you quantify love? It’s not possible.”

“I think it is. You do love her more.”

“I don’t!”

“Look, Matt, it’s okay. I’m not upset. It’s just how things work out sometimes. Naomi may be my twin sister, but we’re not the same. And you just like her as a person and as a woman better than you like me. That’s fine—it’s just how it is.”

“Even if that were so, why can’t we just continue—”

“Continue with you bopping both of us? Well, I suppose we could, but I really want a guy of my own—one who doesn’t think me second best.”

“I don’t—”

“You do. Anyway, my mind is made up. I’ll be moving out in a few weeks, as soon as I can find a place of my own.”

“Camilla, you really don’t have to do that.”

“I do, and I will. Really, Matt, no hard feelings. Have fun with Naomi—marry her, for all I care. I’ll be happy to have you as my brother-in-law.”

And with that, she left the house.

This happened on a Saturday, and as she wandered around campus, she became lost in thought. At some point she found a little diner to have a quick meal, and then she resumed her walk. She heard some sort of hubbub in the distance and made her way toward it. At first she couldn’t figure out what it was: it was a sort of roaring or shouting from a long distance away. Then she realized it must be coming from the football stadium. Of course! There was a game on, and at this college, football was a big thing to a lot of people. She couldn’t care less about sports, especially about football—all the players were just a bunch of beefy, thick-headed jocks, weren’t they?—but she headed in the direction of the stadium, just to peek in on an aspect of campus life that she knew nothing about.

Maybe it would help to take her mind off things.

The game now appeared to be over, as she saw a huge crowd of people filing out of the stadium. She had to fight her way in just as the fans were coming out. God knows what she was doing there—she still walked around as if in a daze.

The next thing she knew, she found herself in front of a door marked “HOME LOCKER ROOM / NO ADMITTANCE.”

Well, a silly sign like that wasn’t going to stop her. She strode right in.

The men of the Farquhar College team were apparently celebrating a victory, if the high-fives and slaps on the back they were giving each other were any indication. Many of them were already in various stages of undress, putting away their bulky equipment and heading for the showers. A large number of them were black, and Camilla couldn’t help but admire the sleek, sweat-covered physiques of the guys: they all looked delectable, whether they had milk chocolate or dark chocolate complexions! And the muscles on these guys—Omigod! Matt was a fine physical specimen, but he had nothing on these huge, sculpted men.

So what else could she do but start undressing?

Her actions were almost automatic. In a daze, she peeled off her coat, then her shoes and socks, and then her blouse, skirt, bra, and panties. Incredibly, only a few of the guys even noticed her presence, since she was in a far corner of the locker room where not a whole lot of people were present. But pretty soon, she came under notice.

“Hey, look at that babe!” someone said.

“Oh, man, what a piece!” someone else said.

But most of them said nothing. They merely got up from the benches they were sitting on and approached her, partially or completely unclothed as they were.

Camilla had never seen so much undraped masculine flesh before. And the organs some of these guys had—Jesus, she thought she’d faint as she saw their cocks all rise to the occasion! How could she not feel flattered?

“Hi, guys,” she said with unusual shyness.

The men were actually salivating as they surrounded her. She was so small, and they were so big, that she seemed like a pygmy by comparison; but that didn’t stop them from wanting her. The guy nearest to her reached erzincan escort out to stroke her face—a surprisingly tender gesture. Then he let his hand slide down to one of her breasts, which he squeezed with a delicacy that surprised and touched her.

Another guy had come up from behind and was running his hands all up and down her back, including her thighs and bottom. And another pair of guys had managed to find a small, thin mattress from somewhere, which they now placed on a bare spot on the locker room floor. Camilla knew what this meant, and she made her way there and lay down on her back. Her action spoke volumes: Come and get me, guys!

And they did. Over the next hour and a half or so, they poked her in every way possible—one, two, or even three at a time. There were moments when she all but disappeared from sight, as the men probing her were so enormous that she could hardly be seen. There were at least forty men in that locker room, and every one of them wanted to touch her, or to taste her, or to enter one of her three orifices.

Camilla had never done double penetration before, but she found it a stimulating experience. There were, of course, different types of double penetration: mouth and pussy, mouth and anus, and the most intense of all—pussy and anus. There was a time when one guy lay on his back on the mattress, with Camilla on top of him; he entered her pussy, while another guy came up from behind and plugged up her bottom; then a third guy approached from the front, lifted up her head gently, and stuffed his cock in her mouth. Even this wasn’t the end, as two other guys placed themselves on either side of her, each taking a hand and placing it on his cock. Manipulating five male organs at once was quite a task, even though the two that were in her lower cavities were doing most of the work themselves; all she was doing was providing the places for their entry.

They came over and over again, and as soon as one guy finished, another took his place. She marveled at how different each cock felt in her mouth or vagina or ass: they were long and thin, short and thick, long and thick, straight, curved, and everything in between. There were black cocks, white cocks, Asian cocks, Latino cocks. This was something like a United Nations of cocks!

Much as Camilla was thrilled at all the attention she was getting—a strong antidote to what she felt was Matt’s increasing indifference to her—she gradually came to the realization that she had bitten off more than she could chew. The men just kept on coming, in every sense of the term. She thought she might have passed out a couple of times; and every time she woke up, she sensed another guy poking her in one orifice or another. She had now lapsed into total passivity, letting the men toss her around like a ragdoll, entering her at will and showering her with come all over her body—face, breasts, stomach, thighs, back, bottom, and everywhere else.

The whole tumultuous session only came to an end when a sharp voice said, “Hey, what’s going on here?”

Camilla thought a coach must have shown up to take charge of the situation. But in fact it wasn’t a coach—it was an African American player named DeAndre Wilkins.

He was the team’s star running back, and he had been instrumental in the victory earlier that day. He and a few other players and several coaches had been talking to the media for more than an hour in postgame interviews, and DeAndre had only now drifted down to the locker room to get cleaned up.

When he saw the mass of male bodies surrounding the helpless female in their midst, he quickly approached and, surveying the situation, barked, “Get off of her, guys.”

“But DeAndre,” one man who was waiting to get his turn with the girl, “she wanted us to do her!”

“I don’t care. Get off of her—right now.”

DeAndre held such a position of honor and respect on the team that the other guys immediately pulled out of Camilla, even though one or two of them were achingly close to spurting their seed over her. As the naked form now languished in a heap on the mattress, he bent down to her.

“Are you okay, miss?” he said with obvious concern.

A kind of dreamy smile came over Camilla’s face. “Sure, I’m okay. . . . I was happy to have them enjoy me.”

DeAndre had a somewhat rigid code of morals: his parents had emphasized that women in particular needed to be treated with courtesy and respect, and he felt that his teammates had woefully violated that principle. Looking at her come-spattered body, he said, mostly to himself, “We need to get her into the shower.”

He didn’t take her there immediately. Instead, he went to his own locker, quickly stripped naked, and then returned to Camilla. Scooping her up effortlessly in his arms, he walked into the communal shower stall, turned on the water, and held Camilla in various ways to make sure the come was washed off of her body. Then he called a teammate over, placed Camilla in his hands, and lathered her up with erzurum escort soap. Another rinse, and she seemed reasonably clean. In fact, her skin now had a rosy glow, and she felt fabulous as the hot spray revived her.

DeAndre couldn’t trouble to put her own clothes back on her, even if he could have found them in the now untidy locker room. So he carried her to his locker, fished out one of his own jerseys, and managed to get it on her. He did find Camilla’s coat and her purse; so after he got dressed himself, he picked her up again—she was still not very steady on her feet—and carried her out of the facility and to his car.

He placed her in the back seat, so she could recline at full length. At some point he had managed to get her name and tell her his.

“Can I take you home now, Camilla?” he said.

Camilla, who had been on the point of nodding off, suddenly woke up. “No! I don’t want to go there!”

“You really ought to go home and get some rest.”

“I tell you, I don’t want to go home! Please—please, DeAndre, don’t take me there! Can’t I just, um, stay with you tonight?”

He frowned. “All right. I don’t know what your situation is, but if you’re that dead set against it, you can stay at my place.”

Along the drive, Camilla haltingly told him the situation with Matt and her twin sister. Shaking his head with disapproval at the bed-hopping she was describing, he said little.

They got to his apartment in short order. It proved to be a spacious two-bedroom pad, austerely but tastefully furnished. Some alumni had contributed to giving this rising star a comfortable place to settle down when he wasn’t in class or on the gridiron.

Camilla was getting quite used to having this big, strong man carry her around in his arms, and she only reluctantly got to her feet once he had entered the place. Even so, she had to stagger to the sofa, as her legs were still pretty unsteady.

“Would you like something to eat or drink?” DeAndre asked politely.

“No, thanks,” she said in a small voice.

“You sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine—just a little tired . . . and sore.”

“Then you’d better go right to bed.”

He nodded to the guest bedroom, where there was a small bed that had clearly not been used in a while.

DeAndre himself was tired, and he was making his way to his own bedroom—which had a much larger, queen-size bed. But then he noticed that Camilla hadn’t made a move.

“Something the matter?” he said.

Camilla was tracing circles on the couch with a lazy finger. She remained silent for quite a while, then said: “I don’t want to be alone tonight.”

DeAndre peered at her closely. He didn’t think she was being merely a coquette—he sensed that she really was going through some emotional turmoil. His expression softened as he said, “Okay, you can be in my bed.”

A broad smile came over Camilla’s face, and it touched DeAndre right in his heart.

“Do you, um, have some nightwear for me?” she said. That jersey surely wouldn’t do.

“Actually, I do have a nightgown, if you’d care to wear it,” he said a little nervously. “Don’t worry—it’s clean.”

That wasn’t what Camilla was worried about. Whose nightgown is it, exactly? Does he have a girlfriend who just happens not to be here tonight?

“That’ll be fine,” she said.

He fished it out of the closet and tossed it to her. DeAndre himself only slept in his underwear—but since he figured they’d already been naked in front of each other (even if Camilla hadn’t been very aware of his nudity in the locker room), he didn’t think much of disrobing in front of her.

But Camilla, taking the jersey off and putting the nightgown on over her head, watched in fascination as DeAndre blandly revealed his incredible physique to her—the broad shoulders, expansive chest, washboard stomach, stovepipe thighs, and tapered calves. She covered her mouth in awe, almost fainting at the spectacle of this astonishing display of male beauty. And even though DeAndre kept his underwear on, she couldn’t help but notice a substantial bulge underneath the thin white fabric.

She slipped into bed next to him, feeling like a little girl sharing space with her dad. Were they going to go right to sleep? Wouldn’t there even be a little cuddling first? She just didn’t know what to make of this heart-stoppingly handsome man. Was he attracted to her at all? Did he only come to her rescue in that locker room out of decency and chivalry?

As he lay on his back, staring at the ceiling, she ventured to snuggle up next to him. He deigned to place an arm around her back as she draped her own arm across his muscular chest. It was rock hard and entirely hairless, the nipples somewhat erect.

Camilla didn’t think she’d ever wanted a man more than at this moment. He was a prince, a god—and he was her savior. Didn’t he want some kind of reward for that?

She was also coming to a realization that her prior relations with men—even, or especially, eskişehir escort with Matt—had been all wrong. She had previously taken pride in her sassiness, her boldness, the sharp tongue she wielded whenever she thought that some guy had overstepped his bounds with her. But now she sensed that this man was not going to take that sort of treatment. Without being in any way arrogant or full of himself, he was naturally dominant and he expected females to be—well, not passive or submissive exactly, but “feminine” in the classic sense of the term. There was not a shred of brutality or violence in him, except on the playing field; but she instinctively sensed that he wanted his women to be sweet and delicate. And she was ready to oblige.

Pasting little kisses on his shoulder and chest, she said, “Thank you again for saving me. I was reaching the end of my tether.”

“Why did you do it?” he said gently. “Was it just to get even with this Matt guy?”

“Partly,” she admitted. “Maybe I just wanted to prove to myself that I was still—desirable.”

“You don’t need to have any worries on that score.”

“Really? You find me desirable? I guess you saw everything I have to offer.” She blushed a little, remembering how he had carried her around naked in the locker room.

“I only saw your physical assets—not your mind or heart.”

“Well, I hope you can get to know those things too.”

Camilla was so bold as to give him a kiss on the mouth. He kissed back, and encouraged by that, she began placing little kisses all over his barrel chest, working her way down to his stomach, and then to his groin. With a naughty glance at him, she pulled down his underwear to his knees, exposing his organ.

“Oh, my goodness,” she breathed.

It must have been at least ten inches long—or would be soon, once it got fully erect. It was swelling and hardening before her eyes: she’d never seen anything quite like it, since most of the guys who were in this position with her were already as big as they were going to get. But as his member kept engorging, her mouth dropped and her eyes widened.

“You shouldn’t be doing this,” he said mildly.

But that gentle rebuke wasn’t about to dissuade her. With one hand she raised up his cock to a vertical position, and with the other she took hold of his enormous balls. Then she popped the first few inches of the cock into her mouth. She was no expert in deep throat, and that was all she could manage. But as she licked and sucked and actually chewed it a little, she got a good sense of its heft and texture. It tasted just fine!

She lifted herself up to her knees, peeled off the nightgown over her head, and squatted over his thighs. Taking his cock with both of her small hands, she first rubbed it against her thick bush. DeAndre made no protest. It’s possible he was too tired from his exertions during the game to make any strong objections; but she also sensed, from the fixed gaze he was giving to her naked form, that he was more than a little excited.

She had to raise herself up to get that huge cock into her vagina. At first she did nothing but rub it back and forth between her labia, coating it with the juices that were now flowing out of her. Then, slowly, she lowered herself inch by inch onto it, watching it disappear into herself with a sense of amazement, almost of shock.

Oh, man, was she filled! That enormous member actually vanished all the way into her, as she felt her labia pressed against his groin. And yet, it wasn’t merely that his cock was in her; she felt that his entire body had gone into her. And there was also a dim connection with his heart and soul, little as she knew of either so far. She somehow perceived that this was a man who had a lot more going for him than mere brawn; there was a kindness, a gentleness, a tenderness that in no way conflicted with the brute strength he displayed on the field, and Camilla intuitively grasped that the physical intimacy they were now enjoying would lead to emotional and spiritual intimacy as they got to know each other better.

But meanwhile, she was bouncing up and down on that magnificent cock, sometimes balancing herself by placing both hands on his chest. For his part, DeAndre at times reached up to seize her breasts, at other times reached behind her to squeeze her bottom. Throughout, he was gazing at her with the admiration her beauty and femininity deserved, and she already felt a renewed sense of her worth as a person and as a woman.

A kind of mild grimace now came over his face, and it became clear that he was about to reach his culmination. Camilla never wanted a man’s seed more than at this moment; and when he finally exploded, groaning heavily and sending multiple streams of his emission into her, she thought she could actually feel it splashing against the walls of her vagina. He kept coming and coming, filling her up so copiously that it engendered a shivery climax in her as well; and those shudders along her entire frame seemed to squeeze yet more come out of him, until she fell on top of him at full length.

His cock, lying between her legs, was still pulsating, sending little dollops of come onto her bottom. Meanwhile, his huge discharge was leaking out of her vagina, even though she desperately wanted it to remain in her as a reminder of their union.

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You will need to read the first Chapter of the Lawnboy to follow the thread of this story.

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Earl was a stocky bull of a man and his cock, fully erect as he strode towards the side of the bed, was huge. It must have been at least 9″ and thicker than one of the polish sausages my mother served at home! The veins were pulsing and the uncircumcised head was flaring and almost purple. It was so rigid that it hardly moved as he neared us!

Even though Sheila had her legs wrapped tightly around my waist so I couldn’t escape, I felt the rapid deflation of my cock – so hard and ready to explode only a moment ago.

“Earl Honey; this is Bobby, our lawn boy; I don’t think you have met. Bobby, this is my husband, Earl”

Earl glowered at me and then did the most surprising thing – he leaned down and kissed Sheila hard on the mouth and once this was done, said in his deep bass voice, “You started without me, Baby! Now I have some time to catch up to you!”

Sheila turned her head to the side on the pillow and, opening it wide, allowed Earl to slowly feed all 9″ into the back of her throat! I gasped as he grinned over at me and my cock started to grow again inside her flowing pussy. I was soon thrusting again as she moaned around the hard shaft in her mouth. Earl was fucking her face while I fucked her cunt; I was so turned on I was almost ready to cum. My eyes were shut as I tried as hard as I could to hold off when I felt a gentle kiss brush over my lips.

I looked up to see Earl’s face drawn close to mine and he pressed his lips to mine again, this time harder and I felt his tongue forcing its way into my mouth. With a groan, I opened my mouth in welcome and sucked on his long hard tongue. That was all I could take and I came with an explosive force inside Sheila’s warm pussy just as Earl filled her sucking mouth with his full load. This wasn’t the first load of cum she had swallowed in its entirety düzce escort but certainly the largest since I had been seeing her (other than mine on several occasions) and she obviously relished it! She had a shit-eating grin on her face as she pulled my mouth down and shared a taste of Earl’s cum with me – I found it wonderful!

As Earl pulled his still hard cock from his horny wife’s mouth, I pulled mine – also still hard as a rock, from her flowing pussy. Cum was dripping from her overfilled cunt and mouth and her fingers wiped both excesses off and, mixing them together as we watched, licked her fingers and hands clean. “Yummy!” she laughed.

Earl pushed me to the bed on my back and straddled my head with his cock prodding my lips. Precum was flowing from the pee hole and his shaft glistened with the combination of his cum and Sheila’s. As I felt his lips suck in the head of my cock, it was like a shock of electricity that went straight to my brain; I was about to taste my first male cock and it was so beautiful I almost felt like crying.

I reached out with my tongue and lapped at the pee hole to pull in the precum that was residing there and as I did, more filled the void. As I took more and more of the tangy thick fluid into my mouth, I heard Earl groan and his mouth clamped firmly around the tip of my very hard and excited cock. I was so turned on that I wanted to cum right at that moment but I felt a hand encircle the base of my cock and squeeze gently and the feeling passed. I glanced to the side to see Sheila with her arm outstretched to my crouch and I mouthed my thanks.

As she smiled and nodded her acquiescence, I opened my mouth and felt the silky hardness of Earl’s domed cock head slide between my lips. The fleshy hardness was so enticing and I could feel more precum as it flowed over my tongue to the back of my throat. There was so much of it, I almost edirne escort gagged but managed to start my swallowing reflexes and it glided down my throat easily. I could hardly wait until I felt his hot thick cum follow the same pathway!

Earl’s mouth moved slowly down the length of my cock with his tongue laving me all the way. It was as if I was fucking Sheila all over again but with a completely different feel. I can’t describe the power I felt as I heard him moan around my cock as I opened my mouth as wide as I could and his magnificent 9 inches slid 2/3 rd’s of the way in. It was so thick, I could hardly breath until Sheila’s voice broke through telling me to pull him most of the way out so I could catch a deep breath before continuing. It didn’t seem to bother Earl who had obviously done this before; I could hear him breathing rapidly through his nose between deep throating my cock.

Suddenly, Earl flipped us over so I was on top and could better control the angle of my mouth as it descended on the erect object of my desire. I heard another moan – this one softer than Earl’s – and I raised my eyes up to the head of the bed. What I saw drove my mouth even further down Earl’s cock as I felt him throbbing in my mouth; there was Sheila propped up on the big pillows against the head of the bed with her legs spread wide and four fingers buried deep in her squishy cunt and her other hand was pulling furiously on first one nipple and then the other as they became red and raw with passion!

She was alternatively fucking herself wildly with her fingers and then taking all four soaked digits and sucking her cum off them before returning to her glistening wide-spread pussy! Crying loudly “Suck those cocks, damn it!” she screamed as she was racked with a series of orgasms that quite literally sprayed my face with her cum across the 2 foot distance between us.

Those cries elazığ escort were enough for me to jam my cock hard into Earl’s hot mouth while I sucked and stroked the remaining part of his shaft – now all but 2″ inside my mouth and throat – until I could feel his cock expanding in my mouth so much that I could scare breathe and with a howl he let go with burst after burst of his thick gooey cum. It coated the insides of my mouth and flowed down my throat as I struggled to take it all in!

There was so much that it frothed out around the edges of his cock where it was wedged in my mouth and I withdrew far enough to try and take more in as I sucked furiously to drain his huge balls dry. I was so enthralled with the taste and ensuring that I captured every drop, I didn’t sense Sheila’s approach until I her lips beside me as we worked together cleaning Earl’s cum off his balls and cock. Then they both pushed me back on the bed and proceeded to lick and suck my cock until it was almost completely clean.

The three of us collapsed on the bed with Sheila in the middle and while I sucked on one breast, Earl did the other with both of us stopping occasionally to reach across and exchange a lingering deep kiss. As Sheila arched her back to force her tits higher and into our mouths our hands slid down her body and met at the shining wet pussy just waiting for our fingers to bury themselves inside her. As Earl’s strong thick fingers (2) entered her, I slid my slimmer two inside along side his and we alternatively stroked her to another series of thrashing orgasms!

As she settled down, we lay again alongside her and she crawled between our legs and sucked us off together. When one was buried in her mouth, the other was being stroked seductively; and then she switched. By judiciously squeezing our cocks as we started to cum, she stretched it out until we were both almost crying for release! She then sat back on her heels and stroked us both until be erupted together, covering our bellies and her hands. She bent over to thirstily lick off all the cum and then collapsed into our arms and, spooning behind me with Earl behind her, we all fell into an exhausted sleep, dreaming all of us of the summer still to come.

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As my last episode ended I just had finished blowing Gregg when he came to drop off my packages for the day. Holly was finally home and boy did I have a story to tell her. I told her everything that had happened over the weekend and how I wouldn’t blame her if she walked out and never spoke to me again. But it was her I loved and what had happened was just sex. The look in her eyes told me I didn’t have to worry about her leaving, as it was one of pure lust. She got up from where she was sitting and sat in my lap and began kissing my neck. I let my hand cup her breasts as my tongue explored her mouth. Holly is one of the sexiest women I have ever been maybe I should describe her to you.

Holly is tall for a woman at 5′ 10″ which is perfect for me since I am 6’5″. She has long slightly muscular legs that are always perfectly smooth. She has an apple bottom ass that is tight and will make a priest hard looking at it. She keeps her pussy shaven except for a small tuft of hair just above her lips. Her waist is not tiny but it is lean and trim flowing up to her 36C breasts. Her nipples are the size of one of those kindergarden pencil erasers and she has a very dark areola compared to her soft olive skin. Her long beautiful black hair flows down to just above her ass. Holly has some of the most innocent looking deep blue eyes that I have ever seen. In fact it was her eyes that first caught my attention the day I met her. And then her body was the icing on the cake. Anyhow back to the story.

Holly seemed to not even mind the girls as she was more interested in what I did with the guys. I had explained how Gregg had dominated me and that I enjoyed it. Holly began grinding her ass on my crotch as we continued our passionate kissing. Letting my hand slip under her shirt and knead her breast thru her bra was getting us both very horny.

“I need to be fucked,” Holly told me as she stood and lifted her skirt dropping her black lace pantys.

I walked over and locked the door to my office and closed the shades. Holly was standing facing the wall bent over her beautiful pussy bared as her fingers spread her lips apart. I dropped my pants as I walked up behind her, grabbing her around the waist and as I rubbed my semi hard cock up and down her slit. Sliding my cock into her and pulling it back out getting it moist with her juices which was already leaking out of her pussy. My cock was getting harder as she ground and pushed back working her muscles on my dick. Reaching around her I roughly massaged her tits pulling them as I slid my cock çorum escort in and out of her box. I felt Holly’s hand reach down and begin working her clit as I slid in and out of her cunt. I had now pulled off my shirt and then Holly’s, as she was bouncing on and off my cock. She reached up and undid her bra giving me better access to her nipples.She loved me to pinch them hard while I fucked her.

“Oh god, how I have been needing your cock in me.” Holly said.

I too had been missing my baby and was fully hard now as I really began to fuck her. Holly hand was really working her clit as I felt her first orgasm sweep thru her body. I keep sliding my cock in and out of her letting her recover a bit, and go for another round, I kissed the back of her neck as my hands rubbed her breasts. Holly began moving back to meet my thrusts and I knew she was ready. I buried my self deep in her and reached under her lifting her legs off the floor and carried her over to the couch still buried in her hot pussy. I sat down and soon as her feet hit the floor she started riding me, her hand was now going from my balls and cock to her clit as she was really grinding her hips down on to me as she bucked up and down.

“I am not going to last long baby, Your cock feels so good. Please come with me this time,” Holly asked me.

I wasn’t going to deny her that was for sure. Holly began riding my entire cock all the way up slowly then dropping back down on it quickly. My hands pulling and pinching on her nipples. Her pussy was like a vise as it slid up and down on my cock. And we both knew that we was close to cumming. Holly got up and turned around so she was facing me and slid my cock back into her fully. She slid her tongue into my mouth as she rocked her hips back and forth on my cock. My hands on her ass pushing and pulling her as her nipples rubbed against my chest. I could sense her impending orgasm and pulled her down hard on my cock as I bucked up into her and started cumming hard in to her pussy. She stayed on top of me with my cock buried in her as I emptied my balls into her as her second orgasm washed over her. We stayed together for a few minutes kissing and just enjoying the moment. Holly soon rose off me, my cock slipping from her pussy as I just looked at her and thought to myself about how lucky I was to have a girl like her.

We both got redressed and headed to the house to clean up and go out to dinner. At dinner Holly wanted more of the details of my weekend, as she seemed to be getting very denizli escort turned on about my escapades with the guys. The way her eyes seemed to go from that innocent look I loved so much to one of pure sex starved lust was turning me on. I could tell that both of her sex lives were on a new course. That we would both have many new adventures ahead of us. Dinner was over and we decided to go back to the house instead of going to the club as we normally would after one of her trips. Once home Holly asked me to fix us some drinks while she went in the back of the house. Holly called out from the bedroom when I arrived with our drinks I found her laying naked on the bed fucking herself with one of her favorite toys. A blue jelly dildo that is 12 inches long and 3 ” thick. She had her eyes shut as she worked the dildo in and out of her pussy. I sat the drinks down and stood there watching her as she worked the fake cock in and out of her pussy. When she opened her eyes, and saw I was watching her she began fucking herself harder and faster. I began taking off my clothes never taking my eyes off my girl friend as she was nearing her first orgasm. Once naked I got on the bed with her.

Taking the dildo from her pussy and holding it up, “Show me how you suck a cock baby”.

She held the dildo against her belly as I got between her legs letting my hands grab the base of the dildo and wrapped my lips around the head as I slid my mouth down and over about 1/2 of the cock. She would let me suck it for a few seconds getting off the pussy juice then she would stick it back in her pussy and fuck herself with it for a few strokes. Then she would bring it back to my lips as I sucked it clean once more. We kept this up for a little bit as Holly was really getting into me sucking the fake cock. Holly then pulled the dildo from my mouth and put it back in the drawer by the bed. She then had me roll on my back and as she straddled my face and pushed her pussy down on to me. She was stroking my cock with her hands as I began eating her out. I was licking around her outer lips as I spread her ass with my hands. I was darting my tongue in and out of her love box. I found her button and sucked it in my mouth letting my teeth graze across it. Holly pussy tastes wonderful and she was gushing on my face as I felt her lips wrap around my hard cock. She was taking me all the way down her throat as I stuck my tongue deep in her ass and shoved 3 fingers in her wet pussy.

Holly began to really work my cock over with her diyarbakır escort mouth, licking my balls as she jacked my cock with her hand and then I felt her slide a finger in my ass causing me to moan as I felt her flood my face with her second orgasm. She twisted around on my body and began kissing me as she rubbed her pussy over the top of cock. I slid my hand down guiding my cock into her hot pussy as she sat up and began twisting her ass and riding me. I moved my hands to her breasts playing with her hard nipples pinching and pulling them as she bounced up and down on my cock. Holly was playing with her clit as she rode me her eyes rolled back in her head. She was working my cock over with her pussy trying to work my load out of it. Her pussy was gripping my cock like a vise as she ground her hips against mine. I pulled her off of me and pushed her onto her back, as I got up and pushed her legs up and on my shoulders dipping my cock in her pussy as then pushing it in her ass sliding it in slowly until I was buried in her. I grabbed the dildo from the night stand and looked her in the eyes as I stuck in my mouth taking the entire 12 inches in my mouth and throat.

I pushed my cock deep into her ass pinning her beneath me as I worked the cock in and out of my mouth. She started playing with her self as I slowly started to slide in and out of her ass. I took the cock from my mouth and put it at the lips to her pussy and began fucking her with it, letting it slide between her fingers as she played with herself. I started fucking her ass hard as she took the dildo from my hands and was fucking herself with it. She started cumming hard as she continued slamming the fake dick in her cunt as I was fucking her sweet ass. She took the dildo out of her pussy and started sucking on it As I was close to cumming. I slammed her ass a few more strokes then pulled my dick out and jacked off just above her pussy until I blew my load all over her pussy and stomach. I let her legs slide from my shoulder as I buried my tongue in her well fucked pussy eating her juices out and licking my cum mess up and off her lips and stomach. We were both totally exhausted as I slid up her body taking her in my arms and kissing her. We lay there holding each other for a little while recouping from our fuck session.

“Baby, do you think I can watch you suck and fuck your Fed-Ex guy sometime,” Holly asked me.

Pulling her in tighter, I told her I would do anything she asked me to do. I lay there thinking how lucky I was to have such an understanding girlfriend. I could hardly wait to let Holly see me with Gregg, and hopefully get her to join in on the fun.

This is the fifth episode in a series that I hope you will enjoy. Any and all feedback is appreciated. Please let me know what you think. And if you have any ideas for a story direction let me know.

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Beep! Beep! Beep! The annoying sound of Jeremy’s alarm clock was loud enough to wake the dead, but it took Jeremy a couple minutes to rouse from his deep sleep. As he turned to shut off the alarm, Jeremy wondered why he had set the alarm to go off at 5:30 in the morning.

As he sat on the edge of the bed trying to clear his head and think straight, his semi-erect dick started poking through his boxer shorts and quickly brought back the scenes of the previous night.

* * * * *

Jeremy was barely inside his front door after a long day at the office when he heard the familiar sounds of two people fucking. The woman’s moans were getting louder and louder as he walked down the hall to the living room. He entered the living room and saw two pornstars fucking like rabbits on the widescreen TV and his wife Erica on the couch her with legs spread wide and fingers furiously fucking her clit. Her eyes were closed and her head was tilted back as she started bucking her hips into her hands desperately trying to orgasm.

Jeremy watched quietly as his wife started squirming on the couch, her screams drowning out those of the pornstars on the screen. His whole body was motionless with the exception of his growing cock, his eyes fixed on his beautiful wife of seven years in her self-induced state of ecstasy.

His mind was flooded with memories of their sexual escapades over the years. Erica was just as horny as any man and just as wild. Jeremy knew long ago he had landed a keeper in Erica. Her beauty was matched only by her talent in bed, as she knew every trick in the book to heighten their sexual pleasure. “If the guys who had stopped and stared at his wife over the years only knew about her sexual abilities,” Jeremy thought to himself.

“Did you enjoy the show?”

Erica’s voice quickly brought Jeremy back to reality and he looked at the couch where his wife had been masturbating to find it empty. He was about to turn and look behind him when a tug at the zipper on his dress pants made him look down. There was his wife, on her knees in front of him trying to fish out his hard cock. It wasn’t too tough to find and the tip was quickly inside Erica’s expert mouth.

Jeremy’s moans were obvious signs of his approval as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensations of his wife’s tongue on his prick. Just as quickly as they had started they stopped, and Jeremy looked down to see his wife looking up at him impatiently.

“Well did you?” Erica asked.

His eyes widened as he looked down at his wife.

“Of course I did babe! I think that’s pretty obvious,” Jeremy said, gesturing towards his dick. Erica laughed.

“Well ya! But I just wanted you to say it!” his wife’s excitement was very evident in her voice. Without warning she reached up and grabbed Jeremy’s dick pulling it into her waiting mouth. Jeremy twitched as his wife’s lips encircled his dick.

As Jeremy started to close his eyes again, he saw a gleam of white out of the corner of his eye and turned his head, trying not to interrupt his wife. He was able to see straight out the window and into his neighbor’s house. He and his wife were in perfect view for watching eyes. He didn’t see anyone, but wasn’t in the mood to put on a show.

“Baby, can we take this upstairs? I think the neighbor might be watching.”

“So? It’s not like we haven’t fucked in public before!” replied his wife in between licks of her husband’s cock.

“I know honey, but right now I just want privacy,” Jeremy said. He looked down at his wife waiting for a response. Erica was looking back up at him with a pouty look on her face. “Don’t give me that look!” Jeremy said sternly.

“Aww, did I upset you?” Erica asked while trying to hold back a laugh. She quickly stood up, letting her hand trace up her husband’s inner thigh to his dick. She wrapped around her hand around his cock and squeezed, pulling him down the hall by his cock.

“Ouch!” Jeremy grunted as his wife took a kung fu grip of his dick. But Erica ignored him and just pulled him along like a dog on a leash, up to the couple’s bedroom. As they entered Erica released her death grip on Jeremy, much to his delight.

“Damn girl! That hurt!” Jeremy whined as he reached his hand down to massage his red prick. “You could have at least let me take off my pants! The zipper on my pants was tearing into me!”

Erica turned and quickly slapped his hand away. She dropped to her knees.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make it better,” Erica said with a sly grin on her face. Once again Jeremy felt his wife’s lovely mouth working his cock.

*****

Jeremy looked over at Erica who was sound asleep in bed. She was totally wiped out from the all night fuckfest and so was Jeremy. His thoughts were interrupted once again by his alarm clock which was going off again. “Shit!” Jeremy mumbled. He had a presentation at work at 11 o’clock and wasn’t prepared at all. He had fucked all night instead of preparing for work. Jeremy leaped out of bed and ran to the bathroom to get in the shower.

He bitlis escort was quickly lost in the warm water with thoughts of his presentation and the possibility of losing his job if he didn’t wow everyone with his presentation. Jeremy quickly shampooed his hair and started soaping up his body. All of a sudden he felt an extra hand on his lower back and jumped up, nearly falling to the floor.

“Sorry!” Erica said with a sympathetic look on her face. “I didn’t mean to startle you!”

“It’s alright babe. I thought you were still asleep though,” Jeremy said while continuing to scrub his body.

“Ha! Not after your alarm went off! It’s so loud!” Erica responded. “Why are you up so early?”

“I have a huge presentation with a client today at 11 o’clock and I haven’t done any work on it, because I planned on doing it last night. But you’re sexy ass distracted me!” Jeremy said while giving his wife’s ass a little slap.

“Oh did it?” Erica said with a coy look on her face. “Well, if all goes well at work, I just might let you fuck my ass tonight,” she said while turning away from him and rubbing her butt against his dick.

“Oh,” Jeremy moaned as he pictured fucking his wife’s tight hole. He shook the thought out of his head and quickly rinsed off. “Then I better get to work!” he exclaimed as he stepped out of the shower and raced to get ready for work.

“OK babe, I gotta run! I’ll call you later and let you know when I’ll be home!” Jeremy yelled as he put on his shoes.

Erica was at the top of the steps wrapped in a towel. “Love you honey!” she called down. “Oh wait, I might be going shopping with Michelle from next door!”

“Well just don’t spend all my hard-earned money!” Jeremy called back as he stepped out the door.

He raced to work and got to his desk a little before 7 o’clock. He took a deep breath. “All right, let’s do this,” he said to himself as he dove into his presentation.

*****

Erica turned back to her room as Jeremy shut the door. She went into her closet and took her time getting dressed, trying to fight her urge to go back to sleep. As she was putting on her clothes, her mind wandered back to the night before.

She and Jeremy had fucked over and over. She couldn’t even remember how many times she came.

“Oh, he fucks like he’s 18 year old!” Erica thought to herself. She didn’t know how many times her beau had come, but it never mattered, because he was always ready for the next round.

She pictured his face all tense as he pounded away at her pussy. She just loved watching him as he fucked. He always tried to make it pleasurable for her — and boy was it ever!

Erica returned to reality after her daydream and finished getting dressed. She padded her way downstairs to make something to eat. She flipped on the TV to watch the news while she made her breakfast.

The coffee maker beeped as it turned off after brewing a fresh pot. Erica filled her cup and sat down to enjoy her eggs and toast with the morning news.

She finished washing her dishes and was going to get the dirty laundry when the phone rang. She picked it up.

“Hello!?”

“Hey Erica, this is Michelle!”

“Good morning Michelle, how are you?”

“I’m good! I was just calling to make sure we’re still on for shopping today?”

“I was planning on it,” Erica said. “Just come by here about 10 o’clock and we’ll go.”

“Sounds good, see you later!” Michelle said as she hung up the phone.

Erica hung up the phone and went back to the laundry.

*****

As Jeremy was furiously working on his presentation, there was knock on his door. “Come in!” Jeremy called without looking up. Jeremy’s boss stepped in the door.

“Finishing up the big presentation I see?” Ryan asked.

“Yep. Just checking it over now,” Jeremy said, still not looking up from his work, which was not even close to being done.

“Good, good!” Ryan said. “Because you know how important it is?”

“That’s why I’m going through it,” Jeremy said, the sarcasm becoming evident to his boss.

“OK then, I’ll leave you to it,” Ryan said as he opened the door. “See you in a couple of hours.”

Jeremy looked up at the clock. It read nine o’clock. “Fuck!” he muttered under his breath.

*****

The doorbell chimed and Erica ran to the door to open it. There stood her neighbor Michelle.

“You ready to shop?” Michelle asked playfully.

“Hold on, I need to get my purse,” replied Erica. She ran back to the kitchen and grabbed her purse. “OK, we can go!”

They hopped in the car and headed for the local mall, making small talk along the way. They arrived at the mall and drove around the parking lot looking for a place to park. Erica parked the car and both women got out of the car and walked inside.

“You need anything in particular?” Erica asked.

Michelle was looking around the mall checking out the stores. “Nope, I was just going to walk around and see what catches my bolu escort fancy,” she said.

“Sounds good to me,” replied Erica.

The two ladies walked side-by-side through the mall, drawing the attention of men all over the mall. Young, old and middle-aged, it didn’t matter. Anyone with a dick noticed these two ladies walking through the mall.

Both women were in the early 30’s, but could easily pass for coeds. They were both in good shape and it was evident. They were similar in stature and body type. Both stood around 5’7” with very petite frames. But it was their curves that the wandering eyes were focused on. Both ladies had firm breasts, with Erica’s being slightly smaller than Michelle’s. The only noticeable difference was hair color, Michelle’s dark brown locks were strikingly opposite of the bleach blonde locks on Erica’s head.

They popped in and out of different stores, doing more looking than buying. As the continued through the mall, Erica saw the Victoria’s Secret store.

She giggled, “I want to go in and get a little something with Jeremy’s hard-earned money.”

“I’m sure he won’t mind,” replied Michelle.

The two ladies entered the store and started looking around. Erica was a little more determined in her browsing as she really wanted to get something nice to surprise Jeremy tonight. But Michelle was very nonchalantly looking through the undergarments.

“Don’t you want a little something?” Erica asked.

Michelle looked up, “Who am I going to wear it for? Myself?” Michelle said quizzically. Erica knew Michelle was recently widowed — her husband had passed away without warning almost two years ago — but she thought that Michelle being the young attractive woman would have started dating again.

“I’m sorry,” Erica said sheepishly. “I thought you might have started dating.”

“Don’t be sorry, it’s fine. But no, I haven’t been on a date since Kyle died,” Michelle said. “I guess I’m still not ready to move on.”

“We can leave then,” Erica said. “I won’t make you wait on me.”

“Don’t be silly! I’ll help you pick out something sexy! I may not go on dates, but I still know what men like!” Michelle grinned.

Erica smiled, “Sounds like a plan!”

The two ladies sifted through the never-ending piles of lingerie for half-an-hour and had no luck. Erica threw up her hands in despair, tired of looking. Just as Erica was giving up, Michelle struck gold.

“Mmm, this is sexy!” she exclaimed.

“Let me see,” Erica said as she turned to see what Michelle had found. She was holding up a sheer white thong and matching bra. “That does look sexy,” Erica said as she took them from Michelle. “But both are too small!”

“That’s the point!” Michelle exclaimed. “Now go try them on!”

Erica decided to go with it and walked into the changing room. She swiftly removed her clothes and stood there naked staring at her body in the mirror. She smiled, very happy with the way she looked. She reached to the hook and grabbed the thong, slipping it on. It was definitely sheer as her pussy lips and little strip of pubic hair were in plain sight. But because the thong was too small, it pulled tight against her lips, making them stand out even more. Her eyes widened as she pictured Jeremy looking at her. Erica then put on the bra which did the same to her tits. The fabric was so tight she thought her nipples would rip the fabric if she became at all aroused. She stood there getting a good look at her outfit.

“Erica? How does it look?” Michelle asked from outside the room.

“You were right Michelle, this is sexy!” replied Erica. She turned to look over her shoulder and see her back and ass when the door opened.

“Well let me see if I still have taste!” Michelle said calmly as she stepped in the changing room. Erica froze, unsure of what to do. Despite her wildness and willingness to go all out sexually, being with a woman had never crossed her mind. And the close quarters with Michelle made Erica a bit uneasy.

“Oh it looks good from behind!” Michelle said. She reached up to the strap of the bra and slid her hands to the outside towards Erica’s tits. “Does it fit OK?”

As Michelle’s hands touched the sides of Erica’s breasts, a tingle shot through Erica’s body and she could feel her nipples start to harden.

“Well turn around!” Michelle commanded as she gently turned Erica towards her. “Mmm, lucky Jeremy!” Michelle said as she gave Erica the once over. Erica’s face was beat red as she stood there in front of Michelle, but it was as if Michelle didn’t notice. Michelle left Erica to put her clothes back on. Erica came out a bit stunned but did her best to keep her composure.

“You’re going to get it right?” Michelle asked.

“Yeah, I am,” Erica stammered. She went up the register and paid for the garments.

“Well, I’m ready to go home if you are,” Michelle said.

“OK,” Erica said quietly as the two women left the mall and headed home. As they got in the car Erica glanced at the burdur escort clock, it was half past 11. “I hope Jeremy’s presentation is going well,” Erica thought to herself.

*****

It was 10:30 and Jeremy was working furiously, nearly done with his presentation when his boss Ryan poked his head in the door.

“Well, you don’t have to worry about that presentation anymore,” Ryan said.

A stunned Jeremy looked up, “What?” he said with an annoyed tone.

“Mr. Jones came down ill and has to reschedule for tomorrow,” his boss replied.

“So I guess you’re done for the day then, just plan on presenting tomorrow at 11 o’clock.”

Jeremy sat there stunned as his boss left. He had been working like a maniac the past few hours and now it didn’t even matter. Then he realized how relieved he was not to have worry about the presentation, which was nearly completed. He could go to lunch, come back and finish the presentation, catch up on some other work and still go home early.

*****

Erica was a little more relaxed on the drive home and quickly forgot about the encounter in the store as her and Michelle chit chatted during the drive home. They pulled into the driveway and got out of the car.

“Why don’t you come have lunch with me Michelle?” Erica said.

“I’d love to!” Michelle replied.

The two women went inside and Erica set her bag down in the entryway and led her guest to the kitchen. They went to work in the kitchen preparing lunch sat down a little after noon. Erica was enjoying the conversation and was happy to be catching up with Michelle.

“So do you think Jeremy will like the outfit?” Michelle asked out of nowhere.

The scene from the store entered Erica’s mind and she became uneasy but did her best not to show it.

“Yes I do, he’ll love it!” Erica replied with fake enthusiasm. Michelle looked up.

“I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable at the store, I was a bit forward and wasn’t even thinking when I did that,” she said apologetically.

“I wasn’t uncomfortable,” Erica replied trying her best not to admit to her discomfort.

“Yes you were. That was obvious,” Michelle said.

“Yeah well, I’m very open sexually, but being in that situation with you made me really uneasy,” Erica said.

“I think ‘very open’ is an understatement,” Michelle said with a laugh.

“Pardon me?” a very shocked Erica replied.

“You’re performance yesterday kinda proves otherwise,” Michelle said as Erica just sat there with her mouth hanging open, a mortified look on her face. Michelle snapped her fingers. “Hey, it’s OK, I’ve seen two people going at it before!”

Erica sat there silent, not sure how to respond. She didn’t mind strangers seeing her and Jeremy, but the thought of someone she knew stopping and watching them was very unnerving.

“But I’d have to say, you two were better!” Michelle said. “I was quite turned on I’d have to admit.” She reached a hand up and caressed Erica’s cheek, “It’s alright, you have nothing to be ashamed of. I know, I’ve seen!”

Erica blushed at the compliment. She had never had someone comment on anything like that before. The two women finished their lunch in an uncomfortable silence. Erica stood up to take her dishes to the sink and Michelle followed. They both set their dishes on the counter and Erica turned to go back to the table, but Michelle was standing in her path looking back at her.

Erica looked around Michelle, hinting that she wanted to sit back down. Michelle looked right at Erica then leaned in and kissed Erica on the lips. Not a peck, but not all out either. It was enough to elicit a moan from Erica, as Michelle’s lips sent another tingle through Erica’s body. They stood there looking at each other when Michelle reached out and took Erica’s hand. Michelle turned and led them down the hall and upstairs to the bedroom. Erica followed, completely entranced by the situation.

The two women entered the bedroom and Michelle helped Erica onto the bed. Michelle lied down next to her and put an arm across Erica’s waist. She leaned in and kissed Erica, this time using a little tongue. Erica showed no signs of uneasiness and kissed Michelle back, their tongues locked in a romantic dance.

Michelle gently pulled away from Erica’s lips. They both opened their eyes and just stared, taking in the moment together. Michelle licked her lips as she stared at Erica. She slid over so she was on top of Erica and gently turned Erica’s head sideways, revealing her waiting neck.

Michelle slowly kissed Erica’s neck. Up and down, side to side, Michelle’s kisses were both passionate and tender. But soon the passion overtook her tenderness and Michelle kissing Erica’s neck with no abandon. This drove Erica wild, as she felt Michelle’s tongue trace along her neck to her ear lobe, sending that now familiar tingle throughout her body. Michelle went back and forth, kissing every inch of Erica’s neck.

Without warning, Michelle pulled away and sat up while looking down at Erica. She quickly reached down and grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head, revealing her bright red bra-clasped breasts. Erica couldn’t take her eyes off of the heaving tits in front of her. She watched intently as they rose and fell with each breath Michelle took.

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